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Tammy had needed some time to explain her scheme to her friend. Even the horniest men usually hesitated a little when offered the opportunity of knocking up a woman, and ideally without her ever really knowing. There were, so to speak, some practical ramifications that might come back later to bite them in the ass, but the urge to breed was a strong one. The strongest urge anyone felt, quite possibly, or at least Tammy had always felt like it had to be. Everything any species did tended to revolve around breeding, the same way the galaxy revolved around a supermassive black hole.

Why did anyone work out? It wasn't for personal accomplishment. It was so they could attract a mate to breed or be bred by. Why did anyone aim high in school? So that they could land a high-paying job, which would attract a mate. And so on, and so on. It was a somewhat reductive way to view the world, but Tammy liked the simplicity almost as much as she liked the riskiness of the act. Even with the pill, there was always a tiny chance, and as much as she didn't want the consequences, they excited her.

Jessica would bear them all for her, so that she could live it all out in a vicarious manner. And considering how rich the fox's family was, they'd be totally fine raising it, probably not even bothering to find out who the father was to avoid embarrassment.

“So yeah, that's kind of the plan, Rocky dear. You come over here, act sexy, eventually fuck her," Tammy explained over the phone. “And I'll help, make sure that she's comfortable, all that stuff."

“Do I even want to know why you're planning this?" Rocky chuckled. He was rather used to Tammy wanting to live out particular fantasies – the wolf was very kinky – but they usually didn't involve others. “Like, did she actually do anything?"

“Do you really want specifics? The point is, we'll have her moaning with pure orgasmic consent, I'll record that, you knock her up, then I release the video later so everyone knows how she got knocked up. With your face blurred out a bit anyway," Tammy explained. She was so excited she just kept talking. “And you get to watch her eat me out. I'm pretty sure she'll do it at this point. You like amateur lesbian stuff don't you?"

“Well I mean, I usually prefer-“ Rocky protested, but then cut himself off. He preferred straight porn, naturally, because that meant the women in the video might like what he had to provide. But any pure expression of desire and sexuality was still hot to him, even if he wasn't directly involved. “-okay, yeah, so when do I come over?"

“I'll let you know. Just keep your calendar clear for the next few days. I'm going to invite her over, and then when she's comfortable I'll invite you over too. Oh, guess you might miss out on her licking my pussy, but that'll be fine, right?" Tammy explained.

Rocky could only agree with whatever Tammy said. She was a very impulsive person, but letting her follow through with her plans usually led to fun things happening, such as himself being allowed to impregnate a fox, who evidently would consent to it. He could scarcely say no to an offer that sexy, could he?

Tammy always talked about how everyone was a slave to their instincts in the end, and while Rocky wasn't sure if he quite believed it that strongly, it was fun to play along. He usually did just that, when they met up for some casual fun that ended up not so casual at all when Tammy wanted to be roughly fucked in a dark alleyway at night, with the wolf pretending to impregnate her.

Every day was an adventure with her, and Rocky felt like enjoying a little adventure, so he agreed. Thankfully his work was flexible enough to allow him to take a “surprise" day off, whenever his erratic friend decided to put her plan into action. He did, of course, wonder about who exactly the vixen was.

But in the end, in Tammy's worldview at least – which he'd now been roped into once again – it didn't matter. She was just another womb to fill.

---

Jessica was a mess, and she had been a mess ever since Tammy had invited her to watch the wolf get fucked in the restrooms. The whole scenario had seared itself into the vixen's formerly innocent mind in vivid technicolor. She could not stop thinking about it, going over the memories again and again, examining everything she remembered as closely as she could.

The throbbing. That had been the sexiest part, for her, seeing that and knowing what it meant, and Tammy's total hedonism in letting it happen. It sparked such overwhelming desire in the fox, far more than her mind was designed to handle after just recently being introduced to concepts like lust to begin with.

Then there was Tammy herself. It hurt a little – with how wrong it was and everything – but Jessica had to admit that she probably had a little bit of a crush on the extroverted, boundary-less wolf. She wanted to touch her, to… more than just touch her. To feel her, to feel all of the other woman, no matter how forbidden it was. And no matter how full of someone's cum she was. It only made her hotter anyway.

On some level Jessica recognized her mothlike behavior around Tammy's bright-burning flame of a personality, but she could do nothing to stop it.

That left her waiting, while she tried her very best to focus on the suddenly very drab-looking everyday life not illuminated and painted by Tammy's presence. Studies seemed less interesting, and going to class every day felt like a chore even when she wasn't beset by suddenly horniness in the middle of class. Worst of all, that damn pony that Tammy had fucked kept winking at her in the corridors, as if she was interested in him.

Then again, maybe that was just how it went once you'd paid any level of attention to a man. They'd just never leave you alone, always hoping that they might eventually get to fuck you. The single-minded focus was impressive, that much even Jessica had to admit.

But in the end, what fascinated her the most was this new insight into the secret world of lust. So much more of the world made sense through her awakened eyes. Why so many women dressed so scantily was a big one. They wanted the kind of attention the pony eagerly offered. It felt good to be desired.

So that was one mystery solved, she thought, sitting with her face buried in her hands by her desk as she once again ruminated on everything that was happening. She wasn't sure why Tammy seemed so eager. It was, maybe, possible that the wolf actually found her hot, and that thought made her feel even warmer and fuzzier than male attention. Men were a kind of nice extra, the icing on the cake, but it was Tammy who she really desired.

Remember when you'd scoff at people throwing every other interest aside to pursue crushes and sex, Jess?

She did remember that. But it was because she hadn't understood how it felt. Now she did. And Tammy was all she could think about. Jessica imagined lying in bed with her, cuddled up, arms and legs entangled, just feeling her reassuring, sexy heat against herself.

It wasn't fair. Why had she been cursed with this kind of thoughts of other women?

---

To say that Tammy didn't have some doubts about her plans would've been a lie. The wolf had a perfectly functioning mind, full of empathy, at least for those who she thought worth it. The sticky resentment she held towards Jessica and her ilk – rich, haughty bitches disconnected from reality – would need a while to dissolve, but now there was doubt in the mixture, too. She wasn't sure.

Oh, she was sure that she wanted to see all her plans come to fruition. But she wasn't sure about it being a just punishment. Maybe it was more like… an attitude adjustment. A wake-up call. A very sexy kind of wake-up call. But she had definitely developed a weak spot for the vixen. She actually seemed to be as naïve as she appeared, which Tammy still struggled to believe. If she was really that sheltered, what on earth had her parents been doing?

Nothing, besides financing her every hobby, the wolf supposed. A little more supportive than her own, then, but just as absent from her upbringing. That was the most uncomfortable feeling that she had about her schemes. Knowing that, with the flip of a coin at birth, their roles might've been reversed. That they weren't so different. But then, why did she insist on going through with the idea?

Was it just her sex drive urging her onwards?

Tammy, naked as she always was at home, leaned down to glance at her pussy. It did feel like she let it decide a little too many of her actions. But she wanted this, and Jessica deserved it, didn't she?

Maybe, the wolf reasoned, she would compromise. She'd get Jessica knocked up, but then help her afterwards, rather than leaving her to deal with the unfolding disaster of her home life.

But then, why not just help her now, to introduce her to safe sex and proper, loving lesbian acts of adoration and everything else that implied?

Well, maybe she was thinking with her pussy. It was a character flaw. Tammy forced herself to not think of it too much, though, because she knew that if she abandoned this plan halfway through, the doubt and frustration would eat her alive. She'd started it, so she had to continue down the same path. A journey couldn't be left half-finished, a meal half-cooked. Or a sex act interrupted.

But Tammy did feel a little bad about it.

---

It was a few days later that Jessica finally got another call from Tammy, after only exchanging a couple of words with the wolf daily in class. It was another thing Jessica didn't really get. If the wolf liked her, why were they only talking about sex, and only when Tammy wanted some of it? Maybe it was pure physical attraction and not love at all on her part, but the fox didn't want to think about that possibility, with how it resulted in a stabbing pain in her chest. She wanted it to be more.

And so, she answered the phone eagerly, feeling her heart leap as she heard Tammy's excited voice. Jessica couldn't feel angry at her even if she tried, and she didn't. She wanted to be part of whatever the wolf was planning, and not only because even listening to her speak – in that low-for-a-woman grumbly voice – made her pussy tingle.

“Okay so, if you could come over like, tonight? You know where I live right?" Tammy asked, blurting out her address before Jessica even had a chance to reply. “And come, mm, I guess in some kind of sexy clothes if you got any. Because we're about to have a night!"

That sounded a little ominous. But exciting. Jessica already imagined herself forced onto all fours, her snout pressed against – even into – the wolf's soaking pussy, forced to lick her, to eat her out, to suck her beautiful clit. She wanted it so badly. To somehow return the affections the wolf was lathering her with, at least when she was planning something. Maybe she wanted to be corrupted. If Tammy wanted her to be a dirty lesbian, she would. If she wanted her to be a bisexual slut, she would. Jessica felt completely helpless to resist, and the feeling only got her more excited.

To her, it felt like a date. It made her heart soar with happiness, even if she knew, in her heart of hearts, that Tammy just wanted the sex. She refused to think about it, though. She had a date! She was going to another girl's home, and they'd probably make love to each other. Her heart was beating like a drum as she got ready, putting on her favorite dress, which was very modest and frilly, and went all the way down to her knees, and her favorite lipstick: a soft coral red that was the most she'd ever dared to wear.

Maybe it was a good thing she didn't have more, because her hands trembled so much that she would've certainly jabbed herself in the eye with mascara or smeared eyeliner all over her cheeks. And the long dress would hide just how excited she was from prying eyes, which was probably needed. Tammy lived in a rough neighborhood, despite her fancy name – Tammy was actually short for Tamerlane, though the wolf hated being called that – and though nobody usually got bothered if just walking through, Jessica always worried a little too much.

Not about herself, gods forbid! She worried about how disappointed Tammy would be if she didn't show up for their date. Just the thought of it made her very heart sting.

---

Tammy was a little bothered at just how needy she had felt, coming off the pill. She still wasn't about to get pregnant, of course, but she wanted to drive her friend absolutely wild with desire, and a fertile scent was better than a suppressed one.

It did rule out having Jessica eat out her creamed snatch. But that was alright. It felt like a step too far in the middle of introducing her to the joys of eating pussy to begin with and having a fellow wolf breed the quivering, innocent, disgustingly perfect pussy of her own. Maybe afterwards, it'd be just what she'd do to really help Jessica become the slut she was always meant to be.

Her doorbell rang. It was Rocky, of course, always on time, and the wolf stepped inside with his usual confident stride. Tammy did see his nostrils flare, though. Part of being a serial stud was probably developing keen senses for detecting fertility, Tammy reasoned.

“I don't suppose it's secretly you who wants to get pregnant?" he chuckled, after the traditional greetings and hugs and offers to have some coffee. “I mean, wouldn't be the first time that-“

“-no, it's not me, you horndog," Tammy sighed. “No, I have a friend. She'll be over soon enough, I'm just not sure if she's exactly at peak heat, so I figured I'd help."

“Oh, that's fair enough," replied the wolf. “You do smell pretty fantastic, though."

“Well, it's not me you'll be breeding, so just imagine that you're smelling her instead," Tammy scoffed. She scooted closer to Rocky on the couch, though. Tammy had no idea what kind of cologne he wore, but it was musky, and it complimented his natural scent perfectly. “Not to say we can't get started."

“As long as we don't get carried away, right?" Rocky grinned, feeling Tammy's hands sneak over his thigh and towards their stiffening prize.

Sometimes, he wondered if the bitch was even hornier than he was. Certainly, Tammy had an enormous appetite for both men and women, and she was shameless about it, even compared to him. The difference, maybe, was that Tammy liked playing it safe for herself, which made it all the more exciting to Rocky that she had decided to come off the pill for this little outing.

But then, as her hand squeezed his hardening length through his pants – Tammy let out a pleased sigh at the sensation, too – and quickly began to unbutton and unzip the jeans he was wearing, he struggled to really think much more about it. It wasn't important anyway.

---

Jessica had never actually been to this part of the city before. It was strange, seeing the buildings so worn and run-down, the streets littered and with little puddles where the asphalt had dipped and hadn't been repaired. A few boarded-up shops along the main road. It was the kind of decay that she never saw where she, herself, lived, but she knew what it meant well enough. Bad economic policies, disadvantaged families, high crime rates.

But she was entirely focused on Tammy. Even the rough neighborhood became a positive thing when viewed in her light. She was tough enough to manage to make it to school every day from here, and she was never bothered. That only made her more attractive to the vixen.

Finally, she found the right building. A nondescript apartment building, concrete with little windows designating at least twenty floors, with a door that was heavy to pull open. She stepped inside, halfway expecting to find the floor littered with needles, but it was surprisingly clean. Just worn, like everything seemed to be around here. The elevator arrived, creaking wearily, at the press of a button, and Jessica stepped inside. Tammy lived on floor fourteen, so that's where she was going.

Last chance to turn back, Jess. You could still be a good girl, you know. You've not really done anything bad, her subconscious told her, and it sounded just like her suffocating mother's voice. You don't want to be a bad girl, do you?

She didn't, and she desperately wished that she could please both her parents and Tammy, but right now the lust-fueled flame of rebellion was stronger than the desire to be good, and her wet, tingling pussy, well-hidden by her long dress, made the choice even easier. The voice of doubt faded. She wanted to do this. She was going to do this! There wasn't even anything wrong with it! She loved Tammy and the wolf wouldn't let anything bad happen to her.

Here it was. Her apartment door. Jessica rang the bell with newfound confidence, and when nobody came, she tried the handle. The door opened, and she gingerly stepped inside.

And then she stood face to face with a taller, distinctly male wolf. Jessica blurted out some half-formed apology, assuming that she had entered the wrong apartment somehow, and turned around to leave just as she felt a gentle paw on her shoulder.

“Jessica, right? No, no, you're at the right place. Tammy wanted me here for some part of all this, too," Rocky reassured her, quickly letting go of the little vixen so as not to scare her. She really did look innocent, though, and it gave Rocky reason to act a little softer to make sure she was comfortable.

After all, Tammy apparently intended to get her so horny that she wouldn't mind being fucked and bred, despite – as Rocky understood it, Tammy had been a little vague on the details – being a virgin when it came to men.

He stood well out of her way as Jessica passed him, entering the bedroom where Tammy was already waiting, and incredibly ready to get things started. And she looked like a goddess, leaning back against a bunch of pillows, fully naked and holding a cup of either coffee or tea while waiting. Jessica stared at her, wide-eyed, her gaze darting to all the points that most eyes would in that situation. Tammy's shapely, large breasts, with perky nipples adorning each mound. Her puffy sex, visibly wet and slippery. Her round, but muscular thighs. Jessica forced herself to avert her eyes from the goddess.

“Hi, Tammy," she stuttered, still not really sure about how she was even supposed to act in a situation like this. All she really knew was that Tammy smelled amazing. Like lust itself. She was, being evidently bisexual, just as affected by the scent of her heat as most men would be, only she had no real understanding on what that wonderful, magnetic fragrance was.

“Hey! You met Rocky, right? He's going to be helping us with a couple of things," Tammy explained with a broad, devious smile. “Like a living dildo, right? You've played with those, haven't you?"

Of course she hasn't, Tammy's inner voice told her. Poor girl barely knows what a damn clit is, much less sex toys.

“Y-yeah, I met him. What are we going to do?" Jessica asked. She had, despite her innocence, some rather distinct ideas about what she wanted to do, but she wanted the wolf to tell her that it'd be okay, first.

“Why don't you strip naked and join me on the bed? Oh, god, we really need to get you a nicer dress," Tammy replied, only now noticing just how modest the frilly thing was. “I'm thinking something that's just halfway down your thighs…"

Jessica shuddered at the thought of such exhibitionism. But she was already expecting to come out of this experience as a totally different person, anyway. Significantly less of a good girl than she had been. After a moment's hesitation, she was wriggling out of her dress, and then, her modest underwear too. First her bra, and then her panties. Then, the fox stood there, stock-still, waiting for Tammy's judgement as the wolf took in the sight of her nudity with a hunger that Jessica was starting to recognize glimmering in her eyes.

Rocky watched too. He was standing off to the side until he was required, as requested, but between his own cup of tea and the sight of the stunningly beautiful women in front of him, he certainly couldn't complain. Of course, he had seen Tammy naked a lot of times already, since she had always matched and even exceeded his own sex drive.

He had just never gotten her pregnant. Ah, maybe one day. Going by her risky, carefree behavior, it was only a matter of time before it happened by accident, and as hot as that idea was, Rocky would've preferred to be the one to do it. For now, he kept his clothes on; he had the feeling that until she was sufficiently dripping with excitement the vixen might've found it a bit scary to see a naked and very hard man behind her.

She didn't as much as turn around, of course. Jessica's attention was entirely fixated on the wolf in front of her, and her enticing everything.

“Get up here, Jess. Don't worry. Get a good look at everything you want," Tammy smiled, her hand sneaking down between her legs to splay her lips for the vixen's viewing pleasure, though Jessica's eyes kept flitting between that and her breasts. But with how shy the fox was, she had to take a much more guiding role than she had first expected.

Jessica did, after another few moments of anxiously trembling in the doorway, climb into the bed with her, and Tammy wrapped her strong arms around her. The immediate warmth and softness were almost too much, and between that and the feeling of their breasts squashing together as they embraced each other properly for the first time, she moaned, immediately blushing when she realized the sound came from her own mouth.

---

Tammy felt perfect. And when she pushed her head down towards her chest, Jessica was like putty in her arms, obeying each motion the wolf's hands guided her to, until her lips touched Tammy's nipple.

“Go on, taste. Lick. Suck," Tammy coaxed the innocent fox. And Jessica obeyed. She parted her lips and her tongue swept, almost hungrily, over Tammy's nipple. Her head swam just thinking about what she was doing, but it felt right, and like all mammals she had the instincts to tell her what to do next. That they were both girls didn't even matter, anymore. Tammy could've been anything and she would've been just as into her. So, slowly, Jessica wrapped her lips around most of Tammy's offered nipple, and then sucked on it gently. The wolf moaned, reinforcing that she was doing well.

Of course, to Tammy, it was more knowing that she was making Jessica do this, gradually staining her supposed innocence more and more that really got her dripping wet. Not that it didn't feel good, but she had had her nipples sucked a million times. There was just something beautiful yet perverse about watching this particular vixen do it.

But there was also a somewhat alarming warm fuzziness growing inside her as she watched Jessica. It couldn't be a crush, she told herself. She didn't like Jessica, in fact, she loathed the naïve, innocent vixen, but it felt eerily similar. Maybe, she reasoned, it was her conscience trying to stop her. As if Jessica didn't deserve every moment of this.

She pushed the vixen's head off her bosom, and looked into her eyes. Without another word, she then guided Jessica to look between her legs, at the puffy slit aching to be touched.

“I- I don't know how," Jessica squeaked. As much as she wanted to, she was afraid that she might hurt the wolf, somehow. “I m-mean, what do I… do?"

“Oh, come on," Tammy sighed, rolling her eyes. “You have a pussy, just do what you think would feel good. Watch the teeth, I guess? Try to remember what I did and do that."

And before Jessica could protest, the wolf roughly pushed her head between her legs.

---

Jessica had never, in her wildest dreams, imagined that she'd ever find herself in this position, with her face level with and maybe half an inch away from another woman's pussy. She had always been raised to find all those things down there gross, bad, and distasteful – and especially other women's equipment, because that was even more wrong – but up close, Tammy's cunt looked almost like a flower. It looked inviting, beautiful, and tasty, covered mostly in short, soft fur, bar for the inner fleshy lips, on which her wetness pearled.

Wetness that meant she was turned on. That she wanted to be touched. That she was into the inexperienced fox between her legs, Jessica reminded herself. She breathed in, slowly, through her nose, taking in the aroma. With Tammy in heat, it was more than a little intoxicating. The moment the scent reached her brain, Jessica let out a stuttering gasp. Her eyes lidded, and then closed, her own lust giving her the courage to push ahead.

You can do it. If Tammy wants you to eat her pussy, do it. You want to anyway, you dirty lesbian slut.

Slowly, gingerly, as if Tammy was a porcelain sculpture that young Jessica had been forbidden to ever touch, Jessica extended her tongue. She felt the other female's heat radiate against it. And then, they touched; her lips, and the wolf's lips. She pressed her mouth into that warm, slick sensation, and tasted her properly, letting her tongue almost subconsciously lap away at the wolf's nectar. She tasted amazing, but again, it wasn't the taste itself that really made Jessica squirm. It was knowing exactly what she was doing; orally pleasing another woman. It was the kind of thing lesbians did. And bisexuals, she supposed. Either way, it was so very wrong for a good girl like herself.

But it made her feel hot, empowered, and incredibly horny to let Tammy's juices spread over her snout and tongue, coating her lips and filling her mouth as she explored her more, tonguing at her stiff, hooded little clit – Tammy moaned again, and it was such a beautiful sound of pleasure to the vixen – and thrusting her tongue into the wolf, feeling those slick inner walls squeeze around her.

Just as they had squeezed around the pony a few weeks ago.

So, Jessica indulged. She savored the wolf's taste, while Rocky watched from the back, rather enraptured by the erotic display, himself. He certainly wanted to interrupt the two and do what Tammy had wanted him to, but at the same time, he wanted to keep watching, and he was patient enough. Especially given how Jessica – on all fours – gave him a perfect view of her virgin pussy, dripping wet to the point he could see strings of her arousal dangling from those lips.

She really was getting off to eating the wolf out, and that made it all the hotter to watch. Rocky could only hope she didn't decide she was a lesbian after all that.

Not that Tammy would let her. It was just that Rocky wouldn't want to do anything if the vixen ended up not being into cock at all.

---

“Okay, you horny dyke," Tammy giggled between moans. “That's… enough."

Somewhat hesitantly, Jessica pulled away from her delicious pussy. Her lips and tongue tingled with Tammy's taste, and she wanted more. But then again, with how horny she was, she wanted anything.

“You know you can't just munch my cunt all day, though you do look pretty adorable doing it," Tammy continued, teasing the vixen, who readily blushed at her words. “We have a boy with us too. Come on over, Rocky. Let her get used to a nice, hard cock too."

Jessica froze up again, but she stared anyway as Rocky got up and walked over, his incredibly hard knotted shaft bobbing with each slow step. He had seen it fit to strip in preparation, since neither of the two women had really been looking at him anyway.

“Mm. See, doesn't that look beautiful? Rocky, sit," Tammy commanded him, as if he were a dog rather than a wolf. Not that Rocky minded, he was used to pleasing women. He sat where Tammy indicated with her patting hand, leaving his legs spread enough that a curious hand could easily reach – and caress – his heavy balls, too.

“Go ahead and taste him too. If you're going to be a real good girl, you'll have to learn to please both men and women," Tammy grinned.

“I- I dunno-“ Jessica whimpered. It wasn't that she didn't want to. Rocky's cock looked amazing, such a deep red tone and throbbing so demandingly. Instead of waiting, Tammy took her hand and guided it to the male wolf's shaft, curling her fingers around it to ensure she could take in how it felt.

“That feels, wow," she huffed. It really did feel unlike anything that she'd felt before. Not like the juicy, soft wetness of Tammy's pussy at all, but hard and demanding and… sexy. Almost too sexy. How the skin was slick with precum already, how she could feel Rocky's heartbeat if she squeezed it tightly, and maybe most of all, the way it twitched against her fingers. Soft yet hard, and much warmer than her hand. Rocky, for his part, was enjoying watching the little fox's reactions to touching a penis for the very first time, and her fingers felt good exploring his length.

What really struck her was how she felt herself twitch or clench deep inside, as if her body really wanted it inside her. She'd always thought of penises as something ugly, something to be strictly avoided because “every boy only wants to take advantage of you unless they marry you first," or however it was her parents had put it, but what she was touching was almost beautiful, in deep, rich crimson adorned by veins, its shape perfect for doing what the member was meant to do. A singular purpose of procreation. Jessica shuddered at the thought.

Taste him, Tammy had told her, and the plentiful clear lust pearling at the tip of Rocky's shaft looked tasty enough, so Jessica threw caution to the wind and slowly lowered her head enough to drag her tongue over the surface of his cock. He tasted almost the same as Tammy. Most of the tangy wetness was neutral, tasting at most like pure lust. She seemed to recall the fluid being the same as what left Tammy's pussy – and her own – so slick, but there was a beautifully masculine undertone to it, too. A musky, heavy kind of spice that contrasted with Tammy's rich, feminine notes.

Jessica took the tip of his shaft into her mouth, and sucked on it gently, just like she had sucked on Tammy's nipples and then her clit earlier. Rocky let out a breathy growl of pleasure in response, and that made the vixen feel even hotter. She really was tasting every pleasure tonight, and she loved it, all these beautiful flavors and sensations that she had denied herself for so long.

There was really only one thing left to do, and it was the climax of things like this. The risky, dangerous act of letting a boy mount her. To let him push that cock into her, just like Tammy enjoyed having them do. Then, that'd be that. She'd definitely no longer be a good girl, after taking a cock inside her with no intent of ever marrying the man it belonged to.

On top of that there was the very real risk of pregnancy, too, wasn't there? Jessica tried not to think about it. She wouldn't be getting knocked up like this, at least, and she had misplaced faith that Tammy wouldn't let anything bad happen to her.

The wolf tapped her shoulder, and Jessica reluctantly let Rocky's cock slip from her lips, facing Tammy again.

“I know you're a greedy bitch, but if you keep going like that, you're going to make him cum in your mouth," Tammy teased her. “And that'd just be a waste for your first time. No, no, you'll want every drop of that sexy cum inside you."

“B-but I'm not on the… pill," Jessica stammered. They could use a condom, but Tammy seemed to think a proper insemination was an important part of the experience, so she didn't dare to request one. “I can't!"

“Of course you can, your body was made for this. All you have to do is lean back and let him have you," Tammy goaded the vixen, and then dropped her voice just enough that Rocky couldn't hear what she said next. “Nobody gets pregnant on their first time anyway. The body's just not ready for it."

A bold-faced lie if she had ever told one, it almost made Tammy feel bad about what she was doing, especially as she saw that glimmer of relief in Jessica's eyes, the vixen not experienced enough to recognize that what she said couldn't be true. No, in actuality, the wolf's little swimmers would merrily plunder her womb and fertilize the eggs she had waiting, completely uncaring about details like how she'd have to take a break from her university education, or her soon-to-be future as a single mom. And her body would welcome it.

Being in heat as she was, Tammy couldn't help but imagine it happening to herself, too. Heat always warped her thoughts, which was why she rarely let it happen, but it had been too important for today, especially knowing how much her scent would turn Jessica on, too. Chances were that she'd have struggled to convince the increasingly dirty vixen into half the things she had already done, without that added edge.

“Are you s-sure?" Jessica asked, struggling against those age-old instincts already telling her to get on all fours and raise her tail.

“Yeah. And it'll feel amazing too!" Tammy emphasized, with a wide grin, and then whispered again. “Nobody gets pregnant on their first time."

Rocky didn't, for his part, feel any need to say anything or ask what he missed. Tammy knew what she was doing, probably, and he didn't want to interrupt the moment. That thinking might've, fairly, also been somewhat influenced by his cock feeling so hard that it hurt after the vixen's affections.

Jessica glanced at him, and then at Tammy again.

“O-okay, so how do we… how do I…" she asked, hesitating and trailing off.

“Just get on all fours," Tammy smiled, with false reassurance. “He'll take care of all the rest."

Tammy was soaking wet watching the vixen clumsily get into position. This was it, the stupid little fox was actually going to get herself knocked up, and everyone would see that she wasn't so pure and perfect after all, having let some man she didn't even know dump his cum in her slutty little hole.

But then, why did the wolf feel so guilty about it?

Was she really developing a crush on Jessica, of all people? It was a preposterous idea, but the thought of her as a struggling single mother didn't even appeal to her. What did, was the thought of helping her raise the kid.

Tammy shook her head. No, no, no. She was just here to get off to ruining Jessica's life, to punishing her for all her perceived misdeeds and giving her a healthy dose of how life works. Not to love her.

Fuck. She looked so adorable with her ass high in the air, already directly offering herself for Rocky to fuck, and she didn't even know it. The stupid, insufferable innocence that she possessed even while offering her wet pussy to be fucked was driving Tammy wild, and it was more with desire than anger. Blind, stupid desire.

“Okay, Rocky. Show her how it's done," she choked out, before being swallowed up by her thoughts again. Jessica was getting knocked up today. The question was what'd happen afterwards…

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Jessica was basically crawling out of her skin with anticipation. This was it! She was finally going to get properly fucked, like how all those bad girls did, and seemed to love so much. She wondered if it'd feel even half as good as Tammy had made it look that evening in the restrooms with that stupid horny pony. It had to, right? Why else would girls let boys put those gross-yet-so-beautiful cocks inside them, and even risk pregnancy? It had to feel like the best thing ever.

“Are you ready? Do you really want this?" she heard Rocky's gruff voice ask her. And of course, there was only one real answer; breathless, enthusiastic consent, if somewhat clouded by horniness. And he hadn't heard Tammy's false little reassurance.

“Yes," she choked. “Please-“

“Please what?" Rocky emphasized. Oh, given that she wanted it, he wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to make her feel thoroughly owned. He already loved how it made the vixen squirm. “What do you want?"

“I want you to- to, um, fuck me," she asked, having to force the words out and yet exciting herself more with each one. She felt so dirty and wonderful.

But Rocky wasn't going to let her off that easily. He had to push a little harder. “What do you want, and where? Tell me," he demanded, while his rough, strong hands kneaded the vixen's perfect, round ass.

“Um," Jessica tried. She couldn't find the right words to say before Tammy scooted up to her, pressing her lips right to the vixen's ear and whispering a few dirty words of choice. “I'd like your… I want… I can't," the fox squeaked.

“You totally can," Rocky rumbled, encouragingly. “Just tell me what you want, and I'll give you everything."

Jessica took a deep breath. And then, just at the edge of Rocky's hearing, she quietly whispered your cock and my pussy.

“Good girl. Good bad girl. You'll really have to work on that begging," he chuckled. “But I think that still deserves a treat. Doesn't it, Tammy?"

Tammy, busy fingering herself, gave Rocky that look of are you seriously asking me that, and Rocky took is an affirmative as he guided his tapered cock to Jessica's virgin folds. Knowing that he was her very first – her first cock, anyway – excited him more than just a little bit.

He brushed his tip against her lips, and she almost jumped at how intense it felt, opening her mouth to protest, only for Tammy to catch her in a passionate kiss that left her squirming even more.

Yeah, she hates her alright, Rocky thought, chuckling inwardly.

And then, he bucked his hips, very slowly so as to not hurt the virgin fox. Thankfully, she seemed to be one of those lucky women who it didn't hurt for at all. Instead, she was suddenly moaning at the top of her lungs.

She couldn't believe how intense it felt. Rocky felt huge inside her, like he was going to split her open, but at the same time her body stretched around him so very naturally without even a hint of pain. It had to be like Tammy said. Her pussy was made to get fucked, and she should let it happen. As much as possible. Just like she did. Rocky slid a little deeper, and Jessica twitched, a sudden jolt of pleasure shooting through her as the wolf's cock touched some spot inside her that she didn't even know she had, but that nonetheless left her knees weak. It was so much, so many sensations all at once that she struggled to contain herself at all, her fingers digging into Tammy's arm as she moaned helplessly, both wanting the sensations to stop and wanting more.

Not to mention how many muscles that she didn't even know she had, all now clamping down around the thick, masculine intrusion. It left her almost breathless, but then, Rocky stopped, holding himself inside her but unmoving.

“Oh, that's it. You took all of him," Tammy cooed. “Such a good bad girl you are. Sitting here with a big, bare cock inside you, one that really wants to spurt its cum inside you."

Rocky didn't really mind being reduced to just a cock for the night. Gods knew the vixen felt heavenly, her embrace so tight that he had to grit his teeth to not lose all his self-control immediately. At least Jessica seemed to be enjoying it even more. He didn't even have to move his hips for her to eagerly clench around him. Not to mention her tail, wildly lashing side to side against his chest. It was very obvious what she wanted.

As if him being buried knot-deep inside her and her moaning happily about it didn't make it obvious enough.

But no, Jessica was in heaven. She had never imagined how good it could feel. She understood everything in that split second after being fully taken. Eating out Tammy had been one thing. Sucking on Rocky's cock was another. But getting fucked like this – especially once Rocky began to rock his hips slowly, sending wave after way of delicious carnal friction through her entire being – was heaven. She understood why people got accidentally pregnant. If it wasn't her first time, the vixen realized, she might've ended up meeting the same fate. It just wasn't possible for her to tell the male behind her to stop, her body needed all of him, ravenously, and any potential consequences didn't matter. Not her parents' reaction. Not the risk of pregnancy. Not even STDs mattered, though she hoped the wolf was clean. All that mattered was getting more of that growing, mind-melting pleasure already building up inside her.

And if it meant he seeded her like she was just a stray dog, like boys seemed to so greatly enjoy doing, that was fine. He deserved to do it, with how good he was making her feel. And that had to be why Tammy always let everyone cum inside her too, having realized how good it felt and what her body was truly made for!

She wasn't sure if that was how she really felt, but she had to feel that way, because anything else meant that she was being used by her new best friend and crush, and a total stranger. That thought disappeared under the waves of coruscating pleasure with each thrust from the male wolf, who was going faster and faster, his hips now eagerly thumping against Jessica's ass. It'd be just a little longer and then he'd probably cum, his knot swelling inside her and his cock twitching and throbbing as he filled her defenseless womb with his seed.

Oh, how she needed it.

---

Next to Jessica, though, Tammy was slowly being consumed by a frustrated, regretful mood. She, as hot as she found the display, couldn't quite find the joy she had been expecting in watching the vixen get violated.

She felt almost protective of her. No, not protective, that wasn't the right word. She did want Jessica to experience everything she was feeling, but not in a cruel and uncaring sense like she had before. It was more how overjoyed she was that was making the wolf happy, too. With a sense of guilt that she'd have to tackle it all alone.

What if, and hear me out here, you stupid slut, you let him breed you too? It'd be real quick and easy, and then you and Jessica could face the consequences of motherhood together? Maybe as a couple.

Tammy argued with her inner voice, listening to the faster and faster rhythmic slapping of hips next to her. Soon enough Rocky would erupt inside Jessica, and that'd be that; she'd end up with her belly swelling and she wouldn't even realize before it was too late. Tammy herself didn't want children, but… maybe that was only because she hadn't had anyone to have them with.

She liked men. Loved men. But maybe, she realized, she wanted to spend her life with another woman. Another woman such as Jessica, for all her flaws. Or the lack of them.

Is that really it? You're going to conclude that you're some gay-romantic slut and that's why you've never wanted to kids?

Voice of doubt or no, though, imagining herself and Jessica with two cute little babies, the two women raising them together, made that warm fuzzy feeling all the more tangible inside her. And if she wanted that, all she had to do was share the burden, she told herself, and finally let Rocky breed her too, just the way she wanted him to.

The more she thought about it, the better the idea felt, and Tammy had always been a very impulse-driven wolf. She forced herself to close her eyes and just think for a moment, while also sneaking her hand to the base of Rocky's cock so she could keep track of when he was about to cum.

---

Jessica was in heaven, and in that inner slice of paradise she inhabited, where time was only counted in terms of strokes of Rocky's cock into her formerly virgin pussy, nothing but pleasure existed. No consequences and no worries. She was thrusting back eagerly, pushing herself onto his shaft with passionate abandon, letting all those long-dormant instincts guide her every motion. Her body, much unlike her mind, not only wanted to get pregnant, society's expectations be damned, but it also knew exactly what to do to receive that blessing it so desired.

The main thing was to just let the handsome male rutting her continue until he was done. But until then, her inner walls squeezed him like a vice, ensuring that Rocky could feel every wet and blistering hot inch of her fertile body around him.

But then, she was distracted from that physical and mindless reverie as Tammy suddenly hopped up on the bed next to her, propping herself up on all fours. She whispered something, and Rocky replied with an eager positive, but Jessica couldn't hear the individual words over the deafening beat of her own heart. But it didn't matter. She was almost there, and next to her, Tammy leaned in to kiss her, catching the vixen's lips with her own.

Rocky pulled out of Jessica for only a few seconds, thrusting into Tammy's equally eager wolf-cunt, and moaned. As if the day hadn't been amazing enough, now he was getting to fuck both of them. Unprotected, too. He'd just have to share his climax with both, even if it meant he didn't get to tie, but who cared about ties when two beautiful women wanted him to get them pregnant, with their fertile scents filling his nostrils?

Still, Tammy could enjoy his cock any time she wanted, whereas the vixen might only be here this once. Her pleasure was more important, and so Rocky pulled out again – fighting his own urges to just cum instantly with tooth and nail – and thrust back inside the fidgeting, impatient fox. She moaned out with such joy at being filled again that just knowing how much pleasure she was feeling made Rocky quiver.

But he was only seconds away, himself. His balls were already tightening, pulling up against his body, and preparing to unleash their life-giving load in Jessica's “innocent" womb. At some point, he passed the point of no return, but he kept thrusting as fast as he could, knowing that as long as he didn't slow down, he could delay his climax for a few moments longer.

Then, with Jessica kissing Tammy deeply – that sensation alone almost enough to make her melt – she felt Rocky twitch inside her. Her eyes went wide. And then she screwed them shut. Time seemed to slow down with how intensely focused she suddenly was, not wanting to miss his climax, if it was actually happening. And she couldn't believe that it was. But then, she felt Rocky throb again, felt his strong fingers digging into her hips to keep her in place as he let out a breathy growl of pleasure.

Then, there was the faintest, muted heat inside her. Twitch, twitch, twitch. There was no mistaking it. He was cumming, and all that cum was going into her. Jessica almost swooned, the sensation was so delicate, and she had to focus to feel that wet heat and throbbing at all, but it felt so incredibly erotic. He was pumping his seed into her. Inseminating her. Oh, it was almost too much, she felt like she couldn't even move.

He was breeding her. Knocking her up, if it wasn't her first time. And she was just letting it happen like a bitch in heat- no, she was begging for it, moaning in a voice that barely sounded like her own at all, wanting more and more-

-she was cumming, crying out in pleasure at the top of her lungs, her pussy spasming wildly around Rocky's throbbing cock as if trying to suck his cum out, the moment was nothing but pure tension, happiness, ravaging joy surging through every fiber of her being-

-Rocky pulled put, leaving her woefully empty for a moment before quickly replacing his cock with his fingers to keep her plugged and let her milking cunt squeeze around something, and she kept cumming, her body sucking what had already been deposited inside her deeper and deeper into her fertile womb.

---

Tammy bit her lip when she heard Rocky's cock leave Jessica's body. She couldn't believe she was letting this happen, either, but she wanted to share the moment with Jessica. For all her flaws, for all her naivete and innocence, Tammy was increasingly certain that she loved the vixen. They'd be pregnant together and face whatever those pregnancies wrought upon them together.

But romance was rather far from her mind as Rocky thrust into her freely offered and heat-slickened pussy, his cock still throbbing in orgasm. Her insemination was immediate, as she felt that dangerous seed erupt deep into her. And while Jessica might've been near her heat, Tammy was at the very height of it, and she practically felt the moment she conceived as her body nearly went slack, a deep, cool, feminine satisfaction washing over her in an oddly subdued orgasm that she barely felt – though her pussy certainly still squeezed and clenched around Rocky's shaft – over the sheer relief of it finally happening and her heat being sated.

“There you go, you slutty bitch," Rocky grinned, panting with exertion. He had been gentle and loving with Jessica, but Tammy, he knew, loved it when he talked like that. “Finally getting knocked up like you should've on day one."

He didn't push it much harder than that. Tammy could barely hear him anyway. Sometimes, he was a little jealous of just how deeply blissful any woman in heat found the moment of insemination. But he held himself deep inside the insensate wolf, letting his fading orgasm fill her with the last few drops of seed he had left.

Then, with two freshly bred and beautiful canines in front of him, he rolled Jessica over onto her back, sliding a pillow under her rump, and then did the same with Tammy. They were both just about entirely zoned out, wallowing in their own personal bliss-realms of pure pleasure and satisfaction, and the sight of his thick cum inside them both gave Rocky a pleasant little fraction of the satisfaction they felt. For a moment, he laid on the bed with them, to catch his own breath, but eventually, he decided they, who were the real lovers here – he was just an accessory to help them both conceive – could stay there and simply enjoy each other while he got on with other things.

At least until Tammy called him again, anyway, just on the off chance that his seed didn't take… or when they needed some orgasmic relief from the frustrations and horniness of their pregnancies.

He draped a blanket over both fox and wolf, leaving them with their hips upturned and their wombs slowly swallowing up his cum, as he rinsed himself off and then said his goodbyes. When neither responded, he opted to leave a little message on Tammy's phone instead; “Until next time," with a cheeky emoji of an aubergine. It only felt appropriate.

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It would be a struggle, Tammy realized as she finally began to stir from her nearly unconscious state, but she didn't regret any of it for a second. All the sperm that Rocky had put inside her still felt amazing, and she wiggled her hips to feel it a little more closely, imagining herself pregnant. It didn't even feel scary anymore, not if she had Jessica by her side anyway.

Maybe they'd have to take a break from college. Her little plan to get poorly thought-out revenge on the vixen had backfired a little, like that. No real revenge had been had. But then again, she thought, as she rolled over onto her side to gaze lovingly at the still dozed-off vixen, fresh off the most intense orgasm of her life and her first proper rutting and breeding, she had gained a lover.

Maybe a partner, she mused, as she scooted over to the beautiful, innocent vixen and wrapped both her arms and legs around her, fully intending to spend the entire rest of the day in bed, just enjoying her softness and warmth.