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Maxx was hoping to take the morning to lay around, but he would never deny his girl a request. Not even on his day off. Not for her.

The explanation was very brief but straightforward. Katie had “asked" Maxx to take a visit over to a friend's on her behalf. "She's been under a lot of stress" his girlfriend had said, and she'd come to assume her little on-call foxy masseuse could help her out. Apparently, the two had been close for many years, though the bat quickly redirected the conversation in response to Maxx's curiosity about the two's relationship. As most discussions went between the pair, it was very brief and rather one-sided. And so, after bullying him into giving up his free time, she'd given him an address and a name.

Riya.

With his portable equipment and a bag of some of his lotions and oils weighing him down, dressed in his usual slacks and a Polo, the little fox headed out and left his smirking lover behind. A brief bus ride later, and Maxx arrived in a nice-looking neighborhood, awkwardly trotting down the street until he found his “client's" address.

The house before him was not out of the ordinary in shape, color, or features...save that it appeared almost "stretched", like an optical illusion. The front door towered over him and the second floor seemed nearly two stories up. It was almost cartoonish.

Thankfully, the doorbell was still reachable. While Maxx was more than a little surprised by the unusual abode, wishing that Katie had told him if he needed to bring more things, it didn't stop the little fox, who rang and knocked in turn before calling out.

"R-Riya? It's Maxx, Katie asked me to come and help you out?"

A moment of hesitation, and then a muffled voice called out from inside.

"Come on in, it's unlocked! I've got my hands full!"

The voice was feminine, pitched higher than Katie's. Yet the sound was oddly resonant, making Maxx's ears perk up. Reaching up and grabbing the knob, he made his way inside, finding the door easier than he thought to open considering its size. Closing it behind him and glancing around a modest little parlor, he realized his eyes hadn't deceived him. The ceilings were so high that it felt like a small church, and the doorframes looked more akin to Greek archways to the small vulpine.

"Is there a place you can get comfortable and for me to set up?" he called out. “I am not sure my table will...be big enough for you..." He had a tone in his voice that begged for his words to not seem like an insult, and more to articulate that he was not informed and underprepared.

Fortunately, it seemed she was understanding. "I'm sure you'll be fine!" her voice rang out again, echoing around the high ceilings. It seemed to be coming from deeper in the house, likely from a living room. "Katie always sings your praises. Mind joining me in here?"

Setting down his table and shouldering his bags, one of various cloths and towels and one with his assorted other supplies, he walked through the atrium of a front room, following her voice.

"Sure!" he called, before muttering to himself with a self-satisfied smirk, “and she sang in more ways the first time we met..."

To his surprise, he heard a silvery giggle, one that trailed off in a little growl.

"Oh, believe me, she's told me..."

His ears flattened and he blushed gently, guessing his voice carried, and he chuckled nervously as he ventured deeper into Riya's lair. Spotting a doorway into what looked like a den, he approached it briskly...his head tilting the closer he got. The air seemed to grow notably warmer with each step he took. It seemed out of season to have a fire going, but okay?

"So, where does it seem to be troubling you the most?" he asked casually, his footpaw just over the threshold.

"Well..."

As he stepped through the doorway and into the living room, the little fox was engulfed not just by the sheer wave of heat blasting from within the room, but also by the scent. How he had not noticed it in the front lobby was a mystery, possibly from particularly strong air conditioning. But where he then stood, he could all but feel the tsunami of hormones hitting him in the face and ruffling his fur. He knew immediately what it was…estrus.

Appealing to deep senses in the little canine, the stimulus immediately sent shockwaves through his little frame, his twin cocks springing immediately to life under his shorts. It was not like Katie, even when his lover was in the throes of her own cycle. The scent was so much stronger and much more earthy and wild. All in all, it made his beloved's heat, even in her most excited state, smell like children's perfume. This wasn't just hormones, this was a force of nature…

…and when he could recover from that, he would see the pandora's box from which all was bursting forth.

Stretched lazily across the couch, bare in her fur, with one paw groping a heavy breast and the other with three digits knuckle-deep in her cunt...was the single biggest she-wolf Maxx had ever seen.

Instinctively, he went to cover his eyes and look away in shock, in a vain attempt to preserve her decency…drawing a smirk from the girl in question. Katie hadn't lied when she mentioned this about him…it was rather cute, honestly.

"Oh...I didn't know...you were..."

He took a deep breath to try and help him regain his composure, but it only made things worse as he got a lung full of Riya's hormonal scent again. Blushing under his paws, he knew immediately that he was either going to have to get back at Katie for this…or reward her.

"She also warned me that you didn't take subtlety well. I figured this would be enough."

Riya chuckled slightly, pulling her fingers from her slit and giving them each a lap with her wide, heavy tongue. After a stretch, she sat up, stood up, and started approaching the little fox with a predatory glint in her eyes.

"Yeah...it took a good bit…" he mumbled, still trying to cover his eyes. “Katie practically..."

He went quiet as he felt the air move in front of him, the source of the sexual furnace he baked in stalking toward him closer and closer…and as she did, he would be able to tell through the thrilling peeks between his fingers just how big she was...and how beautiful.

Standing before her, his face barely stood above her belly button; Riya couldn't have been much shorter than 8 feet tall. Her thick, silky pelt, ripples of silver in iron gray, shone even in the dim overhead light and caught the landscape of toned musculature that laced over her long limbs and taught belly. A mane of black hair cascaded over her shoulders and onto her sizable bust, cut in an angular, rough-chopped style that Maxx vaguely recalled seeing in an old photo of Katie, proving their longstanding bond. The feature that truly made his heart flutter and belly tighten, however, were her eyes; as gold as an eagle, and piercing down at him with just as much of a threat, just as much assurance as a hunter.

All in all, Maxx knew one thing for certain. This was indeed not a wolfess, this was an Alpha bitch before him.

As she stopped before him, the scent seemed to push its way down his nose. So close to the fork in her legs, it felt like he'd be knocked backward by the hormones raging out of her. Already, two wet spots had begun to show on his pants with no signs of letting up.

"I can't promise that I won't bite, but you should still open your eyes."

With a gulp, Maxx pulled his paws down and opened his eyes, only to be greeted with a thrilling set of gorgeous abs. Slowly, he lifted his muzzle, eyes scaling the monolith of her and struggling to see past her luscious breasts, until he locked his gaze with hers, the sight seeming miles away.

She merely stood there, gazing down at him with a slight grin…waiting for him to speak, or to run. She knew that he knew what was soon to happen. The only question was, was he ready?

"If it is...anything like Katie...I can handle it..."

Small as he was, Maxx was not weak. He had proven time and time again with his lover that he could handle some rough treatment. There were times Katie was too far into their session and bit him pretty hard on the shoulder and a couple of times he needed some stitches but was fine. Besides, what kind of fool would he be to pass up a moment like this?

"Ambitious. I like that."

Riya's big paw reached down to cup his face, tilt it around, and then stroke and play with it carelessly. Her touch wasn't rough, but it was rather undignified. She held him not like a fellow canine or even a fellow member of society_._ Instead, she began stroking and petting him like a dog.

"Your selfies together don't do you justice...you're beautiful."

He began to blush even more, feeling almost reduced in status to that of a pet, and not minding it one bit.

"I get that...a lot from her friends..."

As exciting as this was, the professional masseuse was still holding his bags, not sure what he was going to be asked to do. Since Katie 'asked' him to come over, he assumed it wouldn't be anything…too much.

Ignoring his words, she continued to become acquainted with him, now with both paws either toying with his ears or smooshing his cheeks around...one of her paws still very clearly damp with saliva and...other fluids.

"Put those down, but keep your oil."

She spoke with the gentle command of a seasoned pet owner, the same tone as if she'd asked him to drop a stick. He dropped his bag immediately on command, barely managing to catch the strap of the oil bag before it got far. The little fox was very good at following instructions, a point of pride that Katie liked to boast about, and something that drew a wider smile from the dominant wolfess as she began to speak again.

"When you're my size, it's hard to find satisfaction when that time of the month comes around. The type of men I'd need to find who can handle things the old-fashioned way are also usually the type I wouldn't want anywhere near me, and the few good ones balk when they find out I'm bigger than them. Tell me, Maxx, you're not scared of me, are you?"

And, clearly very intentionally, she added a low growl that seemed to resonate through the room, as her golden eyes burned into his face.

Maxx took a moment to find his words, struggling. The todd had found himself falling into a state he didn't even know he could fall into as she played with him, bathed him in her presence. He was loving it.

“If I was..." he finally managed to mumble out, voice muffled by her paws, “I would have...left."

"Good boy."

The compliment wasn't phrased like how Katie did it, with that subtle bullying sneer or that self-satisfaction of dominance. It was stated as a fact, the alpha bitch recognizing her new pet for what he was...for she could tell he was at her command now. Whether he'd been coaxed into being a good boy because of how intimidated he was by her, or by enough training from his girl, it didn't matter. Either way, he was putty for her. In fact, if her scent wasn't so overpowering and if he wasn't still straining against his shorts, she may have started to smell his own scent.

As she slowly scratched his cheek, digits teasing down to his neck, one of her shockingly large claws caught something hiding under his fur and nearly knocked him off balance. Whatever it was let out the slightest jingle...and drew out a slightly bashful look from little Maxx. Wrapping both her paws around his neck, far too gentle to be threatening but threatening enough to be erotic, she gently parted the fox's thick pelt...to reveal a cute little black collar, with a little tag at the front...bearing a simple inscription.

? Maxxie?

The fox had come to hide it well, knowing just how to adjust his neckfluff after wearing it almost all the time. He had gotten it on a whim after being with Katie for a while, and while it was intended for bedroom antics, he'd found himself enjoying it more and more...

The smile Riya cast down at him was certainly hungry, certainly predatory, but it was not demeaning. It was self-assured and almost tender...as she played with her little lapdog's ears.

"By all means, get comfortable. You look like you'll pull a muscle...or two."

With a soft giggle, she turned around, a wag of her wide tail sending another tsunami of scent into his face and brushing his nose with her tailtip. She settled back on the couch, stretched out like royalty and watching him like a hunter.

With a shudder, Maxx finally put his bag down fully and began to undress, rather hurriedly. His shirt was first to come off, then his pants. No underwear, as per Katie's usual instructions.

While Riya neither scoffed nor fawned over the contents of his lap, her eyes did glitter and her smile did widen. Nodding softly in approval, she murmured to him.

"Not bad...I've seen men twice your size that are half your size...and none of them are a fraction as cute."

She could see the compliment made him smile and his tails wagged adorably. He was a cute little fox, of course...but as coy as she was, Riya felt her belly tighten as she beheld her best friend's boy toy...far more of a man than Katie had let on. The pictures she had shown her during girl time did not capture just how BIG he really was down there, as both of his thick purple cocks sprung up and thumped against his belly the moment his waistband crossed the point of no return. Not only that, he had become a little more toned since first being with Katie, as she was more than a handful for him in many ways. Most recently, he was getting a good workout as he helped take some strain off her feet by helping hold her belly and those warm, heavy tits of hers, both of which seemed to never plateau in size as the pregnancy progressed. If his hormones were any indication, he'd be strong enough to lift a house by their due date.

With his flesh in the air, the undercurrent of the room had changed ever-so-slightly. While Riya had kept herself well-contained, aside from openly masturbating in front of a stranger, she seemed to have tensed up, her fur standing on end. If this little twink was half as good as Katie liked to drone on about, she'd feel better in no time.

As he rifled through his bag of bottles, he noticed the reason the bag was so heavy. He had one particular oil that Katie particularly loved, one he used so often with her that he bought in bulk. She had sent him on his way with a full gallon's worth, along with some fur cleaner and conditioner. He wondered just how much she knew about Riya's condition…

"So, where am I starting...and...what would you like me to call you?" Katie had trained him well.

"...come here."

She had not answered either question, instead just snapping her fingers and looking down at him with a slightly imperious edge. As he readily made his way over on her command, Maxx then noticed her fur standing up slightly, a sight enough to almost make him pause. However, he was a good enough boy to not refuse, and he looked up at her with a slightly worried expression as he stood before her, unsure as to what was soon to happen. Waving him closer with one of her shockingly large and frighteningly sharp claws, she guided him to stand next to her face, her head dwarfing his many times over. As he stood there obediently, tails wagging gently, her eyes bored down at him in a way no dominant female, no other predator had. Before she spoke, she closed her eyes and breathed in deep. Now that the fox was naked, excited, pent up, and so close to her face, she could properly take in the little male's scent. As she sighed, her hot breath washing over his frame and making his fur ripple, her lips curled into a little smile. Satisfaction.

This one would do juuuust fine.

##

“My name is Marion, actually…"

As she murmured, her eyes half-opened, the expression resting somewhere between a demure, sultry smile and a threatening glare. Maxx shivered as he felt her hot breath push past his fur and over his skin, and he let his muscles relax, the little puppet dangling in his strings.

“...but, you can call me Riya, just like your girlfriend has for over twenty years…"

Maxx's ears perked in some surprise, before folding back immediately as Riya lifted her paw again. Clutching his face, her strong fingers and sharp claws sinking through his fur to hold him tight, she pulled him the rest of the way in until his nose nearly touched hers. The little fox immediately melted into her touch, resting his head in her paw as he locked their eyes together, the green shimmering in excitement.

"I know Katie. I know her better than you think, maybe even better than you in some ways. I know she likely enjoys playing games, demanding you call her mistress while she puts up her feet on you or whatever other things you two do that she loves. She's a lovely girl, but she likes the theatrics. She has all her life, I know. But, as for me…"

Her eyes narrowed further.

"I don't need them. I don't need to play games for you to know down in the pit of your heart that...until I give you back…"

Her voice lowered, still lovely and feminine, but seemingly coming from a place deeper than her chest, echoing from a time when strength alone determined rule…

“I own you, Maxx."

Her slender muzzle, massive compared to his, lifted and left a gentle kiss on his forehead, one that bathed him in warmth. His ears flattened, and his tails went still...and while he would await her next command, even he knew full well what was going to happen. The little fox heard her loud and clear; her hormones, her energy, her voice all screamed the same thing.

He wasn't getting out of her house without leaving her with a belly full of pups.

"Yes, Riya..."

Before she pulled away, she whispered in his ear, playfully conspiratorial.

"She's expecting you to just use your paws. What she doesn't know won't hurt her, correct? Your reputation precedes you, and I'm not letting you leave until you show me."

By that tone in her voice, he had just as little choice in the matter as she had doubts that he'd argue. Laying back, she raked a claw up and down his chest, deftly avoiding his crotch as she teased his thigh and lower belly, drawing another shiver from him.

"The tension in my lower abdomen is killing me...however you can help with that, do."

He nodded silently and lifted his bottle of oil to rest by her hip. While the twink had a pretty good idea of what she meant, he was still a professional at heart, and he would do one job before the other. Slowly, and trying to keep his composure with her scent permeating around him, he slipped onto her lap and twisted, taking a seat on her upper belly and giving her a nice view of that cute butt that Katie loved to fawn over. Squirting some oil onto his paw with a delightfully suggestive-sounding squelch, he took a deep breath and got to work.

Luckily for Riya, her little pet was more than two good dicks attached to a cute base. She was very tense, and her ruthless abuse of her flesh over the last week and an ENDLESS stream of howling orgasms had not helped. Normally, she'd have rather invited him to her bedroom...but after so many frustrated nights, it looked as if Kate Beckinsale had tried to slay her up there.

For many minutes, Riya laid back silently as the tiny fox proved his worth. Kneading and pressing past her pelt and into a hidden slab of muscle, he put in all his effort into treating her sore core muscles, likely strained from days of endless pressure and release_._ He even rocked from side to side, sometimes wriggling his hips and sometimes clenching his adorable cheeks, applying rolling pressure to her upper belly as well, just under her bountiful breasts.

Riya's occasional chuckle and growl told the fox that she was patient, but just barely…but it was not until he finally felt the tension under his paws start to loosen, felt a billow of breath ruffling his back as she sighed in relief, that he knew his second job was calling. So, with a hidden smile of excitement and a lick of his chops, Maxx leaned forward.

"Goooood boy," the wolfess growled down at him lazily. Her muscles had finally begun to relax...leaving them free to tense up again as his little muzzle made contact with her flesh.

As Riya gasped behind him, the little fox swirled his tongue over her clit again. a few minutes of his hands on her abs he leaned over and licked and nibbled at her clit. His hands kept working on her abs while his mouth worked on her as well, tongue lapping, swirling, and teasing her clit. It felt as if he was kneeling in front of a campfire, but despite all her heat, all her size, and all her imposing demeanor...she was VELVET soft. Her damp fur was still silky to the touch, and her flesh was soft, inviting. Each little, skillful ministration to her clit made the massive canine shudder and twitch, and her paws had returned to groping her breasts.

Maxx kept working to relax her as much as he could, while also keeping her nice and tense. He figured she most likely would be upset if he stopped for too long, so he swiftly moved down, settling between her massive, muscular legs. Turning himself around, he brought his face back down to her crotch. Each soft paw began to rub at her lips while his mouth went back to take care of her clit.

Riya's eyes closed and a shudder hissed between her sharp fangs and curled lips as he started treating the issue more directly. God, his paws...he did more with each tiny movement and a bottle of oil than a Draft Horse could do in a night with a half-bottle of scotch. She reached down, petting and stroking over his back, murmuring soft little praises for her pet between growls and gasps.

"So good...Katie...didn't undervalue you. She'd better keep you on a tight leash next time I go into heat...or next time she goes out for Milk."

He hid his shy little blush by nuzzling into her palm, before lowering his head toward her flesh. His paws never stopped, stroking over her lips and gingerly coaxing them open, before she felt his rough tongue slowly drag over her inner walls. Lap after lap, punctuated by the occasional kiss to her clit, All the while, his paws tended to her while his twin tails stroked over her legs. The little masseuse knew how to use as much of his body to please as possible, and she could only imagine what he could do if left to his own devices.

With Riya's growing excitement, her paw running over his body grew slowly more forceful, stroking up and down his back almost roughly before coming to settle on his cute little ass, nearly squeezing both cheeks with one paw. Each flick of his tongue sparked a pulse of electricity that made it up to her ears, and her growls and moans became little gasps of shock and pleasure. Slowly, she shifted, her knees bending and footpaws meeting behind Maxx's legs, removing any laughable idea that he'd be getting away anytime soon.

Thankfully, he was no quitter. He kept working, massaging her folds, licking and lapping, kissing, and doing everything he could do. Though, he had an idea, one technique he'd never had a chance to use before…

After a few tense moments of getting her as wet as possible, he balled up a fist and began to push it in her. With his mouth focused on her clit and his other hand rubbing her lips, the fist inside began to pump.

Riya's soft voice peaked in a short cry, her legs jerking and parting a bit more. It was unbelievable, his fist was barely larger than one of her fingers, but he was stoking the fire in her belly better than she could do with all five in there. He was doing a very good job, but she wanted more, wanted to work with him too. She rested a paw on her mound, spreading open her lips with two big fingers and trying to avoid bumping his muzzle away from her clit. The paw on his back rubbed over him slowly, as if she were jerking off a living toy...

Maxx kept going, feeling confident that she was enjoying what he was doing. With his arm in her up to his bicep, he felt he was having to punch into her. His cute butt and tails moved about to help with the force and keep him steady, while his heavy balls and excited cocks swung under and out of her view. He did look up at her; his eyes held care, and a want to make her feel good as she was making him feel.

That flash of green caught Riya's gaze...and she cast it back down at him. Until now, her expression had, mostly, been gentle and tender, if perhaps occasionally rather threatening. However, her face had changed, gone alight with full of pure excitement, her tongue hanging out like a happy puppy and her lips curled back to show her fangs. This cute little twink was the answer to her prayers…

The enormous wolfess shifted slightly, and she felt two warm, heavy batons of flesh bump her nearly-steaming folds. Barking like she'd been shocked, she pushed down on his back very hard, mashing him against her pussy. Maxx yelped, and not only did more of his arm slip in her, but all of his head and shoulders also slipped in. With that sudden stretch of her folds, Riya actually arched her back, eyes rolling into her head. Rocking around a bit, her black flesh cuddled and clenched on the fluffy fox like an invading digit or a particularly warm toy. Rather than flail or try to struggle away, he pressed against her warm flesh, tails straight up in excitement. He had never been in this situation before, but it felt exciting and relaxing all at the same time. He eventually would try to flex his arm in her, his elbow and fist rubbing against her hot flesh. He didn't want to try and push in, the fox only wanting to please her. Although, he was certainly enjoying himself, and a loud grunt vibrated his body and throat as he bucked his hips.

At that point, the large wolfess had already lost nearly all of her composure...but that paled compared to her response the moment she felt two thick spurts of warm pre splash her lips. Like a chemical reaction, the little fox's virile seed on her body seemed to trigger something stronger. Riya's body sensed the time was now; she was going to breed. So, while Maxx was struggling to get situated, to use all his abilities to her benefit, she was panting and gasping in excitement as part of her mind began to shut down...

Suddenly, Maxx felt two large paws firmly grasp his hips, squeaking as they popped in the most pleasant way as she grabbed on. He could barely hear her over the thunderous heartbeat that drummed like coming war all around him, but what of her voice he heard sounded like no language known to their higher kind. She was giving over to need…

The paws on his waist squeezed hard, yanking him out until only his arms were in her, elbow-deep. Maxx had not even two seconds to fill his chest and realize his fate before he was mashed back in chest-deep and yanked back out.

Riya began to howl in pleasure...savoring the most interactive dildo she ever had.

Maxx had little choice in the matter, but he quickly took to his fate, the way her body squeezed and rippled around him caused him to pant and gasp each time he was pulled out enough to taste the air. No two pumps were the same as she used him. He tried to keep his body straight as he plunged in and out of her depths, though at some points in his drenched “prison," he would be unable to keep his arms straight, his limbs bending and giving her more pressure in other areas. Soon his fur was soaked and saturated with her juices, an extra rush blasting him in the face every so often when his face or his paw brushed against a rough bundle of nerves deep inside.

As the wolfess got more fervent, she seemed to abandon her senses more and more. Her words were long gone, having given way to moans, gasps, and joyful laughter. However, even those died out, with Riya's higher thoughts wicked away as she let out an increasingly feral and violent series of snarls, yelps, growls, and barks. Every time her new favorite toy hit her g-spot, by accident or when he tactically assaulted it, the room would nearly shake with her loud howls of pleasure. Her black depths clenched down on him again and again, each time just a bit tighter.

Even with the dwindling oxygen, Maxx began to realize that each plunge sent him deeper into her, just a bit too late. At that point, he was too deep to prepare himself for what might happen as her paws started to shift down his body. She now maintained a death grip around his thighs, the poor fox nearly swimming thanks to the volume of hormone-rich silk soaking his fur again and again. Finally down to his waist in her, barely pulled out at all, his cocks bumped into her lips with little wet smacks, spurting pre everywhere. The twin shafts brimmed with warmth and hormones, standing out even against her blazing flesh. It wouldn't take much to get them to slip in...

As his muzzle sank in deeper and deeper with each spine-compressing dive, the fox's hazy eyes tried to focus, his muddled mind trying to process what was certainly an impossible sight. Even against the black void of her flesh, he could see the ring...of her cervix.

"Fuuuck…" Riya snarled, the sound rumbling through the air. Without any care, she kept pushing him deeper, crying out with more and more fervor, his wriggling body sating her urge in a way no cock ever could. Her sounds of bestial pleasure started to change, growing into higher and higher-pitched yelps and whines as she hurtled closer toward her ecstasy.

Unfortunately, as Maxx was haphazardly stuffed inside her down to his thighs, his twin cocks finally popped into her and she started to shake. The stronger taste of hormones from having the plush little fox's cocks in her was gasoline on the fire, and she picked up the pace, fucking herself with him faster and faster, pushing his face closer and closer to her ring.

The masseuse had been pretty dazed, his slender body utterly battered from all angles by her insides. Even more, his face had slapped against her cervix enough that most would have already passed out from head trauma. It was to both of their benefit that Katie had trained the little fox well. If he'd been spared the rod just a little, he might have broken off in the she-wolf. While Maxx was tougher than most, it didn't stop him from nearly forgetting where he was in a haze of stars, all but sexually concussed into a higher plane as his 'client' barked in pleasure. Time was running out…with how strong she was, if he was stuck in her passage when the tide came in, he might be crushed in the wave.

As Riya's clenched paws started to batter her lips, with Maxx's legs the only part of him still dry, the wolfess finally abandoned all sense and reason. After so long of fucking “herself" with him, the lust-crazed wolf sealed their fates.

Everything stopped. Maxx blinked, his dazed mind reveling in his moment of peace within almost complete darkness, smothered in so many wonderful sensations and yet painfully aware of the small bit of him still outside. It was almost tranquil-

With a snarl hissing from between her clenched fangs, Riya yanked him out to his chest and smashed him in one last time, his cute butt and legs hanging out of her pussy, and let go. With a deep breath, she pressed two fingers against his ass and his twin-soaked tails…

...and shoved them in, knuckle deep and beyond, as she shoved Maxx's face roughly against her cervix and finally started to force the soft little fox into her womb.

##

Before the captive vulpine could even bark, his pointed muzzle and face had already slid that moment long enough for her to shove his face and then his shoulders past her cervix. He tried to wiggle, fear hitting him, but the tight ring bound him enough he couldn't move. He was trapped, bound, at least until his body passed through. The more of him she shoved in the easier it was for her, and soon all that was left of the fox outside of her were his still-pristine tails. His footpaws had just passed her lips, his hips still working their way through her cervix. His paws tried to get a grip inside her womb to help situate himself, but he had no luck getting any grip on those slick walls. While Katie sometimes adored her small love toy scratching her up, the subtle sadomasochist always dismayed when she saw him with a file, it was rather lucky for Riya as his dull claw tips ran all over her inner flesh, stimulating her deepest place as opposed to tearing it to ribbons.

The moment was strenuous, with the wolfess' enormous body screaming in exertion, sensation, and abject pain as his body finally slipped in down to his hips, the tod hanging halfway inside her womb. As small and cute as he was, he felt massive slipping into her, and she choked and sobbed as that wriggling form violated her most sacred possession. Maxx went deeper into her than any male ever had, or ever would. The burn in her belly was the only thing keeping her from unloading an orgasm so strong it would easily kill the fox…

Screaming louder than labor, she pushed on him harder and harder, adding in finger after finger until nearly her entire fist was forcing Maxx in, pressing blindly and haphazardly on his ass and nearly breaking his tails. Just a bit more. All she needed was him just a bit deeper.

“Please…" she whimpered softly, pathetically, tears streaming down her eyes.

Deep within, Maxx writhed and squirmed, but whether he heard that desperate plea or not, it seemed to have reached him. Regardless, he needed to be free, struggling even to breathe. With a gulp, he pressed down on both sides of her cervix around him, his claws pressing thrillingly into her flesh. With his muscles flexing, his form bearing far more strength under his deceptively fluffy form than Riya knew, he strained with all his might to pull himself free. One final exertion, with teeth clenched and eyes closed, for her pleasure, his survival.

Outside, with Riya still maddeningly prodding at his ass to fit something way too big into something far too small, a thought hit her, one that bloomed through whatever of her mind was still awake.

Is this what it might be like...when I have his pups?

That joyful, hormone-addled hope bloomed through her like a climax, burning out of her chest as she let out an aching scream…

...and then all of a sudden, the pain stopped, and the howl ended in a drunken, confused grunt. With a pop, like a knot in a tight bitch, the vulpine's fluffy hips had finally slid through Riya's cervix. His legs and tails followed easily, like a slurp of udon noodles. Relief hit his overworked body in an instant, but the moment he tried to shift within the tight prison of her flesh, trying to find her cervix in order to slip free...the ring had locked shut. He was trapped.

Riya whimpered, looking around for the little male, far past overwhelmed. She felt something moving inside her, having already forgotten Maxx was in her womb. Looking down in confusion, she saw her belly. Swollen, stretched, full…

...Pregnant?!

The windows actually shook as Riya shrieked like a banshee before she convulsed violently. Instantly, the couch was soaked in a deluge as the wolf thrashed her way through the strongest, most fulfilling climax of her life. Her entire body clenched and released, her womb pulsing and clenching like a heartbeat around her captive stud as she unloaded wave after wave of pleasure around her fingers. Not since her first heat had it felt like this.

Maxx had certainly heard her scream, but from his hallowed place curled within her, he was forced to endure her body clenching down on him. The luscious, hormone-rich flesh flexing powerfully, caressing and kneading his entire form with the divinely rough grace he'd come to love. There was nothing more for him to do but abandon himself just as much as Riya had, let himself become a pure ball of horny fluff in her womb. Before even a minute passed, just as her orgasm was starting to fade and her body prepared to relax...Maxx couldn't hold back.

Just as the lupine was about to let out her final sigh of relief, her eyes went wide and she jerked, clutching her swollen belly. Inside her, twin spurts of cum had erupted from both captive cocks with such power that they hit her womb above Maxx's head, the fox barking and yelling in his release. It wasn't as much volume as any other male who'd had the privilege to cum in her...but none had carried such power, none had ever been so warm.

With a shuddering, amazed gasp, she let out another joyful howl as she thrust her hips up into the air. Masturbating with even more violent fervor before, her second climax was bolstered by the sensations splashing her womb. Her body seemed to know, seemed to recognize a breeder instantly...she knew in her heart, the gorgeous little twink in her belly had impregnated her. In her fevered mind, Riya could already feel the pups kicking, her body and mind kicked into overdrive more and more. For years she'd wanted this, wanted to sate these urges, but nothing could. No one could. But in the throes of her ecstasy, she got her first taste of relief.

Distracted as she was, she didn't realize her shifting belly was from her little lover. Whimpering deep inside her, Maxx tried to buck his own hips against her body as his entire body was clenched and milked for his seed. The fox's mind had all but shut off, lost to his physical needs as he kept humping, kept panting...and just kept cumming. Katie had trained her little toy well, nursed her little lover up well to give her some nice, big loads, but this one was vastly different. The ropes of thick, warm, virile seed never stopped, the little canine soon curled up in a growing puddle.

A peek at her belly made Riya let out an undignified, hacking grunt of shock, as more and more of her lap was hidden behind her swollen belly. Rather than fear, she shook and convulsed in sheer bliss. With one paw mashing in and out of her cunt, the other holding her growing “litter", the wolfess howled and screamed for what felt like a lifetime, utterly ruining her couch between wild scrapes of razor claws and jet after jet of silk gushing out of her. Never had she felt something like this, this level of pleasure, and while her mind was unaware of what the sensations were, her body knew enough to help them along. Pressing down on her belly, she stroked the fox within her as if trying to masturbate a behemoth cock hilted within her. Maxx's body responded in kind, and as her flesh pressed against him, his body drew more energy from empty, thrusting into that attention and rubbing against her touch with his smooth, slick shafts. Every so often, when he thrust just right, the two cocks pushed out just enough to press against her palm, the shape unmistakable and then followed by a caress of those knots. It was hard for them to coordinate as lovers, as their haphazard movements left the poor fox swirling and spinning around inside his increasingly warm, sticky prison. It didn't matter, even with Maxx driving her body wild, she was still the alpha bitch. Every time she felt the tickle of his flesh humping against her, She'd bring her paw to meet them. When those behemoths passed under her paw, they each gave her an extra pulse. In a delirium of sexuality and fertility, the wolf stroked and massaged her hidden stud, fervently coaxing out more and more from him...until her belly was nearly jiggling.

Something had bloomed inside the little fox deep inside her, something feral coming over him. It was nothing primitive, nothing that threatened to make an animal of him. It was different; It was peaceful. Even with the constant stream of cum pulsing from both purple cocks, he was deeply calm. Soon, they were the only parts of him still twitching as he rested, the warmth soothing his sore body. Curled up comfortably, coaxed into place by her constant squeezing and churning, he felt almost like a child...like one of the pups they'd just made.

##

Slowly, Riya began to calm down as well...as much as she could. The pressure in her womb stretching out her belly was still sending dull ripples of pain and pleasure through her, tugging at her nerves and her heartstrings. It felt like a new sun of warmth had formed within her, like she was already glowing around her precious little paramour. Like water on embers, the leaching of his hormones through her seemed to bid her relax. Though she was still aching, still desiring the sensation of utterly drowning in pleasure, she no longer felt the burden that estrus liked to cripple her with. Even while her body still wanted more, the canine felt true relief. Her mind was clear, her pain was gone.

Slowly, carefully sitting up more, Riya gazed down and cooed in tired excitement. Her monochrome-furred belly obscured her lap, spilling over her thighs bigger than Maxx could alone. With the todd in her, she could pass for her early third trimester. How she adored this sight, this sensation.

"Dozens of men...and more than a few females have tried..." she cooed softly, rubbing over her baby bump "...to do what you just did...not even your girlfriend could help me out..."

Feeling what almost felt like a gentle “kick", Riya giggled, ruffling her fur and making her belly jiggle cheekily. She wasn't sure if he could even hear her, but a low, satisfied growl vibrated through her, echoing around the adorable little treat in her womb. If only he'd been a fly on that wall; Katie forcing climax after climax out of her, elbow deep. Sure, it helped...not to mention that fucking tongue...but even then, Riya had gone to bed squirming and unsatisfied. The bat was such a good friend...and now, an even better one for sharing her toy.

"Mmmm...hope Katie understands...she can't hoard you ALL to herself. Or at least...she can't be the only one swollen with soft, beautiful pups...and warm, fertile cum..."

Pressing down on her mound, she moaned in pleasure, paw starting to slip back to her folds for another round. Closing her eyes, she savored the dreams finally coming clearer. She couldn't imagine how many she'd have. So many strong, beautiful-

“...what the..."

A vague sound was audible from all the way in her belly, almost like a little twinkling melody, but no care was sent its way. Maxx was still at peace within her, his little abode delightfully cozy and already nearly half-filled. He loved the feeling of being in her, of her body squeezing him like a growing child, of her paw caressing over him like she was his own mother. His ears had flicked at hearing her voice, but it was far too muffled given how tightly pressed he was in her womb. Properly hearing her was impossible...and he'd sleepily tried to make contact by pressing his paw against her, trying to push gently outward for her to see. Sure enough, while her voice continued to add to the ambiance, he was still given another caress, the sensation of sliding around drawing yet another good throb out of the todd. His whine, born from the jostle to his overworked body, was soothed instantly as her growl echoed around him, even within him. That rich, sonorous sound, so powerful and yet so full of care, vibrated through him down to his bones.

As his muzzle fell open and his eyes rolled into his head, he knew he was surely going to ask his girlfriend if he could have more fun with Riya sometime. But, whether Katie had intentionally planned for this to happen or not, he knew that it'd be rare that she'd let them be alone together when she found out what had happened at this “appointment", if she let them see each other at all. No doubt she had to suspect that kids were going to be made; the real surprise would come when she found out how they were made.

However, those concerns were for later. The little fox could feel a pressure against his paw...the “expecting mother" resting hers on his, rubbing gently. Nothing else mattered, and Maxx closed his eyes and smiled in his haze of warmth and comfort. The moment was sweet…

...but distressingly brief. All of a sudden, Maxx's world was rocked and turned over as he was thrown into his puddle of pleasure. The fox had little chance to catch his bearings before he was thrown again, flopping forward and bulging her belly outward before sliding back into his puddle. His stream of seed stopped for a few moments as he felt her body tense up, only to then hear her heart race. Something wasn't right.

Once again he was thrown into his own pooling load, before being bounced and tossed around again and again while yelping in confusion as he sloshed around in her womb. Her walls clenched around him with no release, and he could hear vague shouting from outside. It was surprising, Riya had seemed nothing but caring, if maybe a bit scary. He'd only heard her raise her voice in happiness...maybe needy stress...

He didn't hear happiness at that moment...he heard anger.

“WHAT PART OF MEDICAL LEAVE DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!"

The call was so out of nowhere that, for the first few rings, she'd been as confused as a caveman listening to Katy Perry. However, once she finally answered, not seconds passed before she was on her feet, pacing around her den like a caged werewolf. Her face was twisted in abject, unbridled fury, her fangs bared and flashing with every word she shouted into her phone. Her legs were still shaking, and it was hard to stay upright thanks to the delicious swishing in her plush, heavy belly, but that didn't stop her from prowling around in search of something to eviscerate as she made no effort to moderate her hormone-addled tone.

“I'm not coming down with a fucking case of the sniffles, I've had this scheduled in advance for weeks! NO, HELEN. It is NOT the same as your time of the month! You...you do NOT get to tell me to calm down. You'll be lucky if I don't contact my Diversity Rep over this...yes, I said IF...fuckin…FINE, I'll be there. NO, you are not getting an ETA, I'll get there when I fucking get there!"

It was at that moment that Maxx understood why Katie and Riya got along.

Silence followed, aside from an elevated heart rate echoing around Maxx as Riya fumed, grinding her fangs and nearly cracking her phone as she gripped it...before letting out a sigh. Shaking her head, she did afford herself a little grin...as she rubbed her swollen belly gently, giving it a pat and making Maxx swirl around.

“Get comfy, cutie...you're coming with me."

Something was about to happen. Even if Maxx knew, he couldn't do much about it. Riya had said she was keeping him, after all...and at the faintest caress of her paw over the outline of him, the todd mewled excitedly. The hare trigger pulled, yet another long burst of cum erupted from the fox with another thrust of his soaked hips, and Riya's body clenched gently with yet another shiver of pleasure. Gasping softly, she looked down with a bit lip...confirming that her gut felt just a bit heavier.

Not only was she forced to go back into work, she had to keep herself composed as her best friend's boyfriend writhed within her, hotboxing pure fertility in her womb, continuing to knock her up more and more with every twitch of his weak little body.

“This is going to be a real fucking time," she thought to herself, letting out a rather hollow, sardonic giggle even as she blushed again. “I am so fired."

Thankfully, Katie had left one of her maternity shirts in the wash. Though, with the intense difference in size between them, it was more of a stretchy crop top than anything else. Luckily, her impressive musculature kept her stretched form fairly defined, no one able to see the alarming outline of a writhing horny fox in her belly. She only looked massively pregnant. Riya kept reminding herself that it'd be an easy fix. In and out, then she'd rush back home and figure out how in God's name she was going to get him out of her...not that she wanted to that much. All she had to do was keep her composure...

It began the moment Riya waddled out of her front door. Before she could even lock up, she felt Maxx squirm, and she had to clench her thighs together to keep her knees from shaking as she clutched herself, panting softly.

“Fuck me…"

##

Despite the labored effort, Riya had to say…it was rather fun to have so many eyes on her. While some of her neighbors were merely confused at having seen her checking her mail earlier sans baby bump, others looked upon her with more appreciative glances. She certainly didn't mind, the wolfess looking and feeling like an Amazonian goddess of fertility. She looked forward to the treatment and appreciation that would come again very soon.

Too big to fit in her truck, she was resigned to take the bus to the office. Stretching her long legs out, Riya sighed happily as she took up three seats as opposed to her usual two. So far, so good. To his credit, Maxx did stay still for the most part, only adjusting himself with her as she got up or sat down. Not even paying attention to the gawkers, she rubbed at her firm, swollen belly openly, biting her lip as she subtly tried to push in just a bit to tend to her "passenger".

Maxx was mostly peaceful, fading in and out of his haze, letting out little whimpers and murrs of pleasure, something to be expected, for throughout their entire journey he'd never stopped slowly filling her up with more and more potent seed. The only pause came when he'd drifted into a comfortable nap for a few scant minutes until a tiny pothole woke him back up and the stream was undammed again. As her paw sank shallowly into her swollen form, she cooed softly as she felt the gentle curve of his cute butt...followed by the much less gentle, more plump curve of his heavy balls rubbing against her touch. The slightest vibration from within her told Riya that little Maxx was murring in pleasure, something confirmed by the splash of fresh warmth within her. The contact was brief, for by the time she had stopped stifling a moan, he'd all but disappeared inside her, starting to float within her. Huffing, she giggled through her blush, and muttered softly, almost like a mother to her pup.

“Don't know how the fuck Katie found you...God, I hope she won't hate me after this. I'd never want to lose her...but...don't know if I want to lose you either..."

Maxx couldn't hope to hear from within his nurturing dungeon, nor had he any idea where they could be going. Yet, not once had he struggled or shown fear within her embrace.

In fact, from her touch and gentle voice alone, the wolf's swollen belly seemed to flex and shift lazily...as if her hidden passenger was trying to snuggle against her better, his twin tails wriggling in sleepy glee.

It was enough to draw a tiny tear from Riya's eye as she giggled at the odd tickle, too filled with emotion to hear a horrified, confused gasp from the rider seated beside her. Maxx hadn't known her a day, and the adorable little fox already trusted her to take care of him...take care of her pup.

“Ohhh...Maxx…"

Riya cast a warm smile down at herself before the bus abruptly stopping nearly bowled her heavy body down the aisle. She let out a loud yelp, followed by a snarling shudder as she tried to clamber upright. Leaving behind a fresh, damp patch on her seat and a very traumatized commuter, the massive canine huffed and whimpered, feeling the pulses of warmth in her redouble in an instant with her “pup" back awake and very active. She was going to have one tired and well-spent toy by the time she was done.

One thing she could tell for sure was why Katie kept him in bed; the boy could put out a load if teased just right and no doubt make a good mess of anyone that wanted it. Not only that, with his caring, devoted attitude too, the lucky person would be taken care of after, courtesy of those magic paws of his. Her more maternal thoughts were briefly overshadowed, and the blushing canine bit her lip as she imagined how her next appointment would go.

By the time she painstakingly made it onto the sidewalk, Riya could feel the heavy seed sloshing around inside her. Her belly had grown no less than an inch in the time it took the pair to get to her office. The big girl whined slightly, gulping before slowly shuffling up the stairs, clinging onto the arm rail for dear life. Her gait grew more labored by the minute as she trudged up to her office's front door, struggling not to pant between the delightful pressure in her belly and the less delightful strain on her back. She was more than strong enough to carry the little fox in her arms like a horny little Teddy Bear all day, but it was nearly impossible how much he had cum, how much warmth sloshed around in her with each awkward step.

She couldn't imagine how many kits Katie would have...how many she would have.

That thought was enough to make her bite her lip as she stepped into the office, immediately drawing every eye on her floor. Mouths fell open and eyes went wide as their coworker who, after looking perfectly normal just two days ago, looked like she was ready to pop.

"THERE you are, Miss Jean! What took you so...oh...oh my..."

Helen's smug smirk fell off her face and crashed onto the floor at the distinctly intimidating sight of a massively pregnant massive wolfess advancing upon her, as if the middle-aged human staff supervisor was about to be dragged by her neck back to a den to be fed to some pups.

"Save it, Helen," Riya snarled, pushing past the baffled woman to make it to her workstation, plopping into her massive chair with a creak. Her belly was spilling out enough that she needed to fumble to log in, stretching to even pull her keyboard close to type her password in. As she huffed and puffed through awkwardly pulling up the forms she needed to update, Riya hoped that the cute little passenger in her womb had calmed down...for just a moment at least.

Even while his mind was cloudy, lulled to a near primordial state by pleasure in his bath of warm pleasure, Maxx's body was still very awake. Perhaps the two were in sync, the fox feeling her anxiety and knowing the wolf was not at all happy to be where she was. Or, perhaps he just wasn't being stimulated enough as she sat at her desk. Whatever happened, Maxx was again relaxed, peaceful. Riya was free to catch up on work, editing errors and marking mistakes all while silently drinking in the confused, secretly very intrigued gazes of her male coworkers. It was all going to plan…

...until out of nowhere, just as Riya opened her last document to review and was about to start typing, her body was hit with a thunderclap of sudden sensation, and she let out a ragged gasp. Her neighboring coworkers looked at her in confusion as she hugged herself…some expressions turning into horror when they heard an odd gurgling, sloshing noise from her belly before it started to grow.

Maxx's body couldn't deny itself forever. Whatever reprieve Riya had enjoyed over the last, silent hour was gone. Just as she might have forgotten he was in her, her entire belly had clenched, kneading a massive stream of cum out of the little fox, one that did not stop. If he'd let it trickle free before, this time he'd really tapped the keg. He couldn't hope to keep it in; the poor fox was so comfortable, even in a pool of his own cum. What meager tension was still in his body let go, too relaxed to hold back or even to hump more out...all he could do was lay there in Nirvana, floating in the most sacred place of a woman he could be…

Almost immediately, Riya could feel her belly pressing even more against her desk. Her eyes wide and bottom lip trembling, she let out a tiny whimper of fear and arousal. The contents of her belly had been warm, delightful. However, like a fresh splash of vodka in her martini, the sensation bloomed through Riya all over again, the wolfess biting back a moan as she felt the extra weight pooling in her belly. She shook her head, blushing heavily as she struggled to type, making her corrections as fast as she could.

“GOD", she thought, her mind racing as she tried to hurry. “if any of these dipshits fuck things up when I'm on maternity leave, they'd better have an ambulance stationed out front before I arrive..."

It was, however, difficult to make edits when it became increasingly hard to reach the keyboard, her belly starting to slowly inch her away from the keys…and even more difficult as she tried her best not to cum all over her chair. Sure, she was having the time of her life, but she was sweating as she tried to contain herself.

Finally, after having to correct herself a few times, she managed to try and stand up, but it took more effort than it had to sit down. Her legs shook, the wolfess having seemingly grown several months more pregnant in 20 minutes. Finally, she managed to get herself back upright, her desk creaking loudly and threatening to splinter under her paws as she freed herself from her chair. By now, all eyes were on her. Her coworkers all started to clamor for her attention, Riya's ears flattening as she painstakingly waddled toward the door. The street outside was in sight. She'd try to catch the bus, maybe call for a car? It didn't matter, the normally austere businesswolfess nearly bulging out of her maternity clothes as she huffed and panted, looking like she was about to pop…

...at which point, Helen's loud voice emanated from behind her.

"Look, I don't know what medical issue you were signed off on, but I have ZERO records of maternity leave allocated for you, Miss Jean!" The sound of clacking kitten heels got closer, Helen's snide voice all but chasing the struggling canine down. “You DO understand you have a requirement to ensure that you report any and all medical cases and claims factually, cor-"

"Helen, I'm no-"

##

Before Riya could painstakingly defend herself, Helen suddenly jogged ahead and stepped in front of her, blocking her path just before she could barrel through the door. The massive canine had to suddenly jerk to a stop, flailing to avoid toppling over, at which point her cum-stuffed belly lurched, sloshing around...and briefly leaving a fox-shaped indent pressing out from her thick, pudgy belly.

Maxx, half-awake as he was, could still faintly hear the human's unpleasant voice all the way inside. By the wolfess' gait, that labored, angry march, he could tell that much more from the human would get someone's ass kicked. He gasped and tensed, feebly trying to stem back the endless tide pulsing from his cocks, trying to give the wolfess enough time to escape.

But, as his whole world somersaulted, the fox floating within her with no anchor or contact with his “captor", he was suddenly thrust back into the limelight as he hit her walls with a smack, reaching out unconsciously. Four little bumps in Riya's belly, one lanky little bulge...and two VERY evocative outlines distorted the wolfess's bare stretched belly as he tried in vain to stabilize his sore, overworked body.

As Helen's eyes widened in shock, Riya's rolled into her head...and her entire body clenched as she climaxed explosively right where she stood.

The fox's yelp of fear was drowned out in the roiling maelstrom of male essence he swirled around in as her body quaked around him. Maxx's cum jiggled and rippled around her womb as her climax made her sore muscles come alive. A little gush of his cum burst from her sore, blazing folds right into her panties before the entire office's eyes...and neither Riya nor Maxx could do anything to stop it.

Maxx knew in the back of his mind that she was going to get him back now for every heat she went through if he could give her such an orgasm, especially after she mentioned how hard it has been to get such pleasure. Forever in service, even in the height of his pleasure, his fingers rubbed at her walls, the dull claws teasing her flesh. His feet did the same, though his tails were so soaked down in seed there was no way he could move the big fluffs enough to help her. He couldn't help himself, and he massaged and tended to her from inside as best he could.

Finally, the world-ending moment passed. With a shrieking yell still ringing in everyone's ears...Katie stood there, shaking and shivering ...a massive puddle of cloudy warmth splattered on the floor between her legs and soaking into Helen's knock-off designer shoes. The human stood there, stunned, as her massive coworker quivered and whimpered, with what looked like her belly pulsing and shifting. Was that...a paw?!

"Did...your water just-"

Katie let out a fearsome feral snarl into Helen's face, the sound much more primeval than even a feral wolf, and the middle manager nearly fainted. Riya had to quickly step around her before hobbling out the door as fast as she could. She knew there'd be an inquiry over this, but she didn't care. That climax had pressed her walls tighter around Maxx, forced her body to recognize that intense pressure that came with all the seed in her. All her hopeful plans made on the fly were soaking into the carpet behind her; she knew there was no way she could handle another bus ride, not without letting out SOME of her pressure. Her pleasure.

Looking around, she tried to find SOME place where privacy would be permitted. No car...no back alley...gas station? Christ, no. The wolfess had standards...

Finally, she saw a potential haven...the vacant lot next to their building. Not the lot itself...but on the far side, there was a line of trees that fed into the nearby park. Perhaps the choice appealed to something deeper in her, but she quickly made her way toward the forest, hugging her belly to keep it from bouncing too much.

Unfortunately, her efforts were in vain; for bounce it did with the dazed fox and his essence sloshing inside. Poor Maxx had no clue what was going on now as she waddled her ass off, his hands and feet pressed against her walls. . Perhaps this was his attempt to soothe her again, his fingers pressing in to try and soothe the overworked muscles that gripped him. This too was in vain, and soon he was forced to abandon his efforts as he nearly swam in his own cum, swirling around like a used sock in the wash. The warm, thick, virile liquid momentarily engulfed him fully, the fox surrounded on all sides by the product of his desires. Somehow, gallons of cum had been drawn out of his tiny, virile body, churning and roiling all around him, impregnating the goddess more and more with every little throb…the goddess who had swallowed him up into her womb to give her the breeding of a lifetime…

Just as Riya reached the treeline, her body was hit with a massive surge in weight, tension, and heat as the twink let loose again. Amidst the sounds of straining fabric and a desperate grunt, she managed to conjure the last of her strength to throw herself forward with a desperate grunt, vanishing out of sight from the road.

The wolfess barely made it six more steps before she lost herself, her body far too big to recover from yet another mind-eroding wave of sensation. Her knees hit the ground with a thud as she threw her head back in a tortured, strained cry. The sound trailed off into a snarl as she fumbled at the borrowed clothes before they could split apart around her. With what little restraint she still possessed, she pulled herself free from her clothes entirely, trying to avoid tearing them apart like some kind of werewolf, until her gorgeous, gravid form was bared to the trees and faint slivers of light streaming in through the branches. A fertility goddess of the woods, hiding just off the highway.

Groaning in relief, Riya laid herself against a tree, struggling to breathe with all the pressure that had finally revealed her limits. With her legs splayed open and belly spilling out over her, she hugged the massive bulge with a strained, joyful moan, feeling Maxx swirl around in her as her belly grew.

This...is wonderful… she thought to herself, her ears ringing with her thundering heart, echoed with the faint sound of Maxx's deep inside. But...it's too much...time...to let it out...

With a snarl that hid a sob, the mother-to-be suddenly mashed her fist into her drenched cunt, masturbating gracelessly as she tried to bleed off the pressure of hormones, the other paw stroking and massaging her sore belly, and playing with the little fox when he drifted near. Clued-in and sensing the growing fire Riya was stoking, Maxx teased her as much as he could when he neared her walls. The fox shamelessly dragged his claws and rubbed his face against her flesh, even trying to push his cocktips against the pressure of her roaming paw...until she nearly punched him in the face. Her clenched fist had plunged in deep enough to crash against her deepest point, her cervix bulging out and grazing his cheek enough to make him spin inside her. Dazed yet again, he reached for her entrance to try and grab hold of something, anchor himself to her. However, in his lethargic “water"-logged state, he could only swipe at her flesh.

The fox's claw dragging over her ring sent what felt like a thunderbolt through Riya's body, and the joints in her paw crackled as her entire forearm was drenched in sticky warmth. With a noise not known to man, wolf, or whooping crane squeaking out from her muzzle, her eyes rolled back into her head as the pleasure assaulting her mind conjured yet another explosive orgasm. A trickle of fertile Fox cum had been about to drool from her stretched lips...but almost immediately, the wolfess' body clenched hard enough to knead out a burst of warmth, the first of many gallons squirting out from her stretched, burning pussy around her invading forearm. All of a sudden, Maxx's warm, snug home was becoming much more snug, but no less warm. Like a dam broken or a massive keg tapped, a river of cum was gushing from between her aching, parted legs, splashing onto the ground and pooling before her in a wave. The pressure was enough to push Riya's arm out of her entirely, and the howling, wailing wolf feverishly assaulted her clit and massaged her folds with both paws to keep the current flowing.

All sense of time was lost, the wolfess whining and jerking her hips through endless climax after climax. So much cum had pumped out of her overworked body that the faint outline of her lover started to appear in her fur as she clenched and released. By his writhing form and the continued throbs and gurgles from within her, Maxx himself was far from done, still living for each moment. Riya felt such intense relief from her muscles relaxing, but the virile breeder within her wouldn't let her fully empty...locking her in a cycle of endless body-rocking orgasms. The pair were in heaven, all time losing meaning. They could have been locked in their violent dance for half an hour or well into the afternoon, neither of them could tell. All they both knew was pleasure...

However...just as Riya's belly seemed to finally be returning to a more normal shape— or… as "normal" as she could with an adult fox crammed inside her—something happened. Riya suddenly convulsed, eyes snapping open and fangs flashing as she let out a choked gasp. The walls around Maxx had clenched sharply and released yet again, yet no surge of pleasure accompanied it, even if it did pump a little stream of Maxx's out of her. Riya stared at her belly in half-awake confusion, trying to figure out what just happened...if it wasn't a climax, then...

Wait...what was it Melanie had said, back when she was with her second? How she sometimes felt like things were happening early? A sudden squeeze...

"...Braxton-Hicks?"

Those two words she mumbled to herself again and again, astonished. Did she just have a fucking prodromal contraction? She couldn't be pregnant already, that's not how that worked! Not even her high school's awful Sex Ed course could have missed this...

However, those bored school nurses and biology teachers weren't talking about Maxx. No one could have ever imagined the little fox, or imagined what he could do. The wolf had been pumped so full of his hormone-saturated cum for so long...it seemed almost as if his virility had leached into her as much as his legacy had.

Katie suddenly felt flushed, even a bit ill. No way...no way was she-

Another contraction, that one even harder.

Riya let out a bark of confused excitement, grasping her belly with both paws. Maxx's form grew more noticeable with each contraction before her eyes, his flow of cum more of a trickle now. The adult fox felt himself being moved within, the adult fox being clenched and squeezed like a helpless pup with each thrum of her body. By that point, he couldn't move even if he wanted to, his front facing out and showing off the telltale bulges in her increasingly toned belly. Two paws and two “other" appendages" pressed against her, the wolf watching her body trying to knead him out. Even with her thundering heart, she could still hear faint sounds of some muffled confusion from within her. It was fair enough, neither had any idea what was happening...but both knew what would happen.

Whether she liked it or not, when she'd sat down, she'd chosen the place she'd give birth to her friend's stud and father of her future kids.

Was it a good place? Not quite. Riya certainly hoped that when she had HIS kids, it'd be in somewhere more comfortable...but in the forest, she had no other place...and in fact, it almost felt right. Another massive contraction hit...and she whimpered as she opened her legs wider, sniffling and whimpering. Her paw jumped over the little bulges...and from there, she moved her paw upward and presses down, trying to caress his front comfortingly

"Fuck...just relax, baby...Mama's got you..." she gasped and whined...hoping he heard. She'd not spoken to him like this, so tenderly or even with cutesy names. Up until now, she'd been rather brusque with him, at least verbally...but it seemed in the moment, she was unclear whether it was Maxx coming out or her actual pup. Another contraction hit, and she let out a cry. Whoever was in her, they were coming.

Maxx tried to relax as much as he could, her tender words the first thing he fully heard since he had gone in. That tone, that comfort, the feeling...it felt very, very good. Too good. Good to a point as she kneaded his soft little body with all the force of a mother wolf, he threw his head back within her and let out a wordless, choked scream of catharsis that was snuffed out as he was driven back into his pool of seed.

** **

Just as her body started to relax following the latest contraction, Riya let out a shocked gasp at one last sudden bloom of warmth and bulge to her belly, the pulse so strong it dented her belly from the inside and doubled her over. She still shivered through a tiny, overstimulated sparkle of a little orgasm, though she'd have enjoyed it more if her body wasn't still on Red Alert. With one last, massive load unleashed, Maxx had gone nearly limp inside her, possibly finally spent. She could feel a familiar sensation, a familiar face pressed against her cervix, the ring opening for him slowly with each contraction. The wolfess squeezed as powerfully as she could, the extra bit of warm cum drooling from her womb helping her. Maxx was compressed on all sides by pressure, all of it directing him toward her cervix. The fox had heard it could take anywhere from minutes to hours to give birth, and while he had no idea how long it would take for him to get free, he knew he wasn't going to be allowed to stay in any longer. He had done the job she wanted, knocking her up and then some from how much of his essence he'd pumped in her.

Riya rocked, squeezed, clenched, and cried out again and again...until a powerful contraction was followed by a new sensation brushing against the tip of Maxx's muzzle. Something cool, new scents...fresh air. It was happening, and as her body kneaded his entire form, she started to coax him out with just as much force and passion as when she'd forced him in. When his nose eventually pressed through, the fox tried to steal a deep breath before he coughed violently and gagged, cum from both of them spurting out on the ground around him and filling the lake between her legs. With a powerful strain from both of them, his head finally pushed into her birth canal, his shoulders soon pressing against her cervix.

Back in her office, if her coworkers had thought Riya's brief appearance that day had been weird, they wouldn't have dreamed of the reality just downstairs...as she gave birth to a full adult, one who looked nothing like her.

Even three stories up, it was possible that some of her coworkers heard her...but if they did, they did not recognize the voice. They did not hear Marion Jean, their coworker of several years and the subject of a few dozen office crushes...

...they heard what sounded like a battle between ferals, a series of monstrous yells, howls, cries, and snarls carried on the breeze and crashing against the window.

Thankfully, tucked away as she was, no one came to interrupt and see what horrors hid behind the treeline. Riya's shaking, jerking legs had tensed and lifted. With no midwife to help, she opened up her legs, tears streaming down her face as she pushed again and again. With no blood, nothing binding the two...the wolf was able to savor the extreme pleasure that just barely shouted louder than the pain. It was almost too much, but she was strong...she'd be the alpha bitch of her pack...

A yell tore from her lips, and she pushed with all her might...and forced Maxx's shoulders out of her cervix. With that hurdle passed, she started to force him out quicker...that is, when her passage didn't clench down on him in an overstimulated, confused orgasm. It was his luck that he'd tricked her body into labor, had he been in this position otherwise, a strong enough climax from the wolf would have killed him. Even still, the fox writhed and wriggled desperately, letting out deep, panicked gasps as she clamped down around his chest, her cervix threatening to cut him in half. However, when his hips finally slipped through her ring, he almost shot out of her like a popped cork, the fox bursting free in a flood of cum.

With his ears ringing from Riya's voice peaking in pain and ecstasy, the exhausted fox tumbled and slid down to her feet, landing with a plop on his side with his head spinning and tails still partly stuck in her pussy. His pelt faintly gleamed in the light peeking through the branches, his fur completely soaked, matted, and painted almost fully white, only the smallest hint of black visible. Far more visible were his bright purple shafts, completely visible and unobscured with the cum not sticking to them like his fur. Even with his body drained, his cocks still proudly jutted from his lap, forever hard and at the ready.

Aside from his panting, the forest was silent. Riya's final howl was so loud that even the birds and insects had shut up. The only sounds came from the pair, with Maxx's sore body occasionally hit by a slight puff of air as the wolfess panted feebly. The fox was left wheezing heavily, his chest heaving as he coughed every couple of moments to get cum out of his lungs and onto the ground. It took his eyes several minutes to readjust to the light, to stop blinking like a newborn. It then took him several minutes more to realize where they were. Once it finally hit him that he was in the forest, without his clothes and covered in cum, he realized he had no way of getting back home...he was screwed.

"Fu...fuck..."

Before he could say anything else, Maxx was roughly grabbed by the scruff by something very strong and sharp, feeling what felt like several knives threatening to pierce his flesh. He barely had time to whimper as a snarl nearly deafened him, and he was yanked off his belly and hauled backward, utterly devoid of grace. His tired, limp body was dropped with a plop...and he flinched, ears folding back as his face gazed into a large muzzle, filled to the brim with massive, sharp fangs. For just a moment, he may have assumed the worst...or the best, depending on what he was into. But instead, he was all but slapped in the face by Riya's massive tongue as she slurped across his face with a feral whine.

With that, the little fox slumped back, body not fighting or taking flight from this “assault". Whether it was conscious relief or a hidden instinct hitting him hard, he relaxed immediately, letting the bitch who just “birthed" him clean her “pup".

##

The big wolfess whined and growled softly, her face still matted with tears as she cleaned his face with mindless, instinctual need. Though, even after the patina of cum and a bit of dirt had been thoroughly replaced by maternal drool, she continued to lick him, making increasingly happy, loving noises. Maxx didn't mind; being covered in her saliva was better than being covered in his own thick cum.

Holding her "little one" tight, Riya eventually slipped him down, guiding her beautiful pup to one of her heavy breasts...letting him get his first meal. Not passing up the opportunity for a moment, Maxx leaned in and begin to suckle on her, his mouth opening decently wide to suckle and gulp on one of her wide buds, the soft, black flesh a comforting presence on his tongue. As much as he wanted to tell her that they needed to move and get somewhere private he couldn't, instincts told him to nurse, let his 'mother' clean him. After all, she was there to protect him...

...Meanwhile, with had no passenger to stir everything up, Riya's body made sure every drop of his seed made purchase. While her belly had reduced to a much less horrific size, her womb was still full of more than enough hormone-rich cum to ensure that nine months in the future, she'd barely have enough room even in her arms to hold them all.

However, those thoughts did not come immediately...as the alpha bitch stretched out peacefully, her pup at her teat...tomorrow, she would hunt, she would...wait a second…

A siren from a passing firetruck on the road had made the giant she-wolf blink and perk up her ears. Catching a few car horns in the distance, her eyes went wide. While Maxx's ears had twitched at the sirens too, he was still far too enthralled with his meal, dark lips still suckling on dark flesh. However, from his place on her chest, he immediately picked up on her quickening heartbeat. Reluctantly, the fox started to lift his head, weakly trying to conjure his voice.

"Ruh…Riya? I...I-MRRPH!"

Just as the words came, they were roughly cut off and snuffed out. Finally “awake" again, Riya sat bolt upright, her arms still wrapped protectively around the small, important thing she held tight to her chest. Those strong arms clenched down on instinct, and Maxx's eyes nearly bulged out as his aching body was crushed and his face was mashed back into Riya's heavy tit...and his mouth filled with milk.

Riya gasped in shock, looking down at her breasts in amazement. Up until that point she hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary, the wolfess likely too distracted by her belly. But, sure enough, her breasts looked bigger than she remembered. Fuller…

Experimentally, she lifted a paw to her other nipple and gave it a tweak. The sensation made her shiver, the feeling MUCH stronger than usual...and sure enough, a little droplet of milk coated her fingers. She let out a winded, amazed little laugh as her eyes slowly returned to the tiny squished little face peeking out between her tit and her bicep...at those adorable, scared-looking little purple orbs watching her.

“Incredible…" she whispered. Katie hadn't told her to expect this; she likely didn't know.

Then again...she couldn't have.

A slightly evil, wicked glint of pride crossed Riya's face as she relaxed her grip, slowly raking her claws over the back of his head. Maxx had filled her with more than Katie would ever hold...and he'd mated and bred her in a way Katie would never know and never share. The bond the two had forged the moment his face had slipped into her belly was for them, and only them...and even when she eventually gave the little fox back to his girlfriend, that fact would never change. Nothing was ever going to take away what she had...with her secret little mate.

"Don't stop on my behalf..."

While he couldn't even if he wanted to, Maxx eagerly took the endorsement, his other hand wriggling up out of her grip to reach out for her other breast. Finally managing to grab hold, Maxx savored the whine of pleasure he drew from the massive girl, before putting his touch to work. Perhaps some secret knowledge had been unlocked, some hidden skill gained from his time inside her, but he didn't stop at massaging her dark nipple in the way he knew. With each gentle clench of his paw, his palms teasing and caressing the bud and each gentle rake of his claws over the soft mound drawing more to the surface, the little fox coaxed more and more milk from the wolfess' heavy breast. Like a hungry pup, the fox had the wolfess trickling and leaking with fresh, sweet milk...drinking and slurping just like he would with Katie on her heavy days. Sometimes his lover wouldn't just be overwhelmed in sheer production, but size as well, the poor bat swelling so much that she'd be too big to fit in her bra some days, forced to take it off during the day just to not burst out of it and to be able to breathe before she got home. Today likely wouldn't be different, the big, dominant bat likely growling and huffing at home as she waited for him to get back, topless and top-heavy. Despite such exciting thoughts, the fox had given Riya his all. As he relaxed within her embrace, his cocks finally went soft, slumbering back inside his sheath.

Riya closed her eyes, a happy little smile stretched across her muzzle. She still didn't care that she was laying there on the forest floor, bare in her fur, holding her best friend's boyfriend to her tit. All that had led up to this was erotic, wonderful...and all that followed was fulfilling. She would have to get back up, get dressed...figure out how to smuggle the fox back home...all of that would come later.

However, her reverie was once again interrupted by her phone, two loud chimes dinging twice in quick succession. Grumbling, she wiped off one of her paws before awkwardly fumbling around first in her purse, followed by her discarded clothes. Finally retrieving the device, she reluctantly checked her messages...wincing as she read.

< Ms. Jean. We were informed about an "incident" in the workplace happening earlier in the morning? Do you have any comment? >

< Heyyyy so where's Maxx? It's been half a day >

Her ears folded notably at both messages, not sure who was worse to piss off between HR and Kat-who was she kidding? Katie was worse.

Letting out a nervous chuckle as she thumbed back and forth between both parties waiting for their answer, she paused...and she looked down at Maxx, the adorably sticky little thing snuggled limply against her belly.

"Maxx?" she asked softly.

The fox murmured weakly as he looked up at her with bright eyes, his mouth still latched on her tit.

"Do you have any plans for this afternoon?"

The wolfess' voice was just as calm and matter-of-fact as it had been in the morning, back when she was first asserting her ownership. Her eyes echoed that look so much that Maxx balked slightly, his ears starting to flatten in turn. He pulled off her nipple, mouth filled to the brim with milk, and held up a sticky paw until he managed to gulp it all down.

"Just relaxing with Katie...after I helped you," he answered slowly, unsure. “...why?"

Taking a moment to collect herself, Riya stretched and set down her phone, ruffling his damp hair tenderly. God, he's still so gorgeous, she thought to herself, a claw combing through the sticky mess to separate the black and white locks. With a caring few strokes of her thumb, she tidied up his velvet face before cupping it with her large paw. Maxx instinctively pressed his cheek into her palm, and Riya's heart leaped with tired joy as she coaxed his muzzle gently upward. Looking into his eyes, she offered him a tender smile, her golden orbs shining with maternal love.

"That's going to have to wait."

Suddenly, her large digits clamped down on the back of his head, Maxx squeaking softly as she jerked his sore, sleepy little body around...until he was face to face with her pussy once again. It only took a moment before she felt him jump right back into action, working on her just like he did when they first met earlier that day. His hands working her sore lips, his lips working on her nub, and his tongue going everywhere. Riya moaned happily, letting him work for many long minutes. Sure, it felt fantastic...but this time, it served a deeper purpose. With every caress and every kiss, she felt her body slowly relax. Sure, she'd likely not be able to walk for another week, but she planned to make the most of her last bit of strength.

After she allowed herself one more big shiver of pleasure, Riya closed her eyes and ruffled Maxx's ears, chuckling softly.

"Mmmm...this has been wonderful...but...time to get you home...baby. "

Maxx took a moment to try and work through that comment, his hazy mind hard at work. Perhaps that meant he'd be taken home to Katie...or taken back to her home. Or both? However, he did not realize her definition was perhaps a bit more "abstract" than his...

...as abstract as one could be as she pushed his face against her well-massaged folds, starting to slip her little lover between her lips again.

After a second of surprise...Maxx closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath as his muzzle easily slid inside, the cool air flowing over her soaked lips. He didn't fight, he didn't push, he submitted immediately, with his ears laid flat as he already started working his shoulders to aid her efforts. She closed her eyes, biting her lip as that wonderful little form slid into her so easily. Stroking and petting him as she pushed him in, her body was more than excited to have her little stud back inside...and soon, she was pushing on his gorgeous ass, popping his hips inside her.

Rationally, they both knew this was the best way to get him home without anyone asking after him, suddenly there, wet, and naked.

But, in their hearts, the pair just couldn't resist being together again.

Going in this time was much easier than both the first time and coming out. Though there was still some resistance from his shoulders, a little wriggle was all he needed to slide right back in His muzzle bumped her cervix, lips pressing against the center of that ring, drawing an adorably girly squeak out of Riya that she fruitlessly prayed he didn't hear. Facing the point of no return yet again...Maxx closed his eyes and pressed his lips to the ring of her cervix in a loving kiss, before his fluffy ass tensed in the wolfess's paws, the fox conjuring the rest of his strength as he slipped back in, his tails seemingly slurped up by her pussy like wet noodles. Her belly writhed as he settled in, his ass planted on her cervix as he curled up in the fetal position. When he got comfortable enough, he smiled softly...and went limp.

With a paw resting on her swollen stomach, Riya could feel him pass out immediately. Who could blame him? Maxx had been through even more than she had. After a long, long day, he was well-spent and finally given a chance to truly rest. No work, no teasing, no cum...nothing but listening to the cadence of her heartbeat and bathing in her warmth. With his hormones drained out and his pleasure spent, all that was left for him within her was feeling wonderfully safe...and even more, loved.

** **

As Maxx settled in her, Riya's mouth fell open in a long, satisfied sigh, and she caressed her belly gently, even lovingly. Gazing at the swell in her form, she couldn't help but bite her lip and stifle a murr. Sure, it felt good...but God, she'd not had a chance to really stop and think about how unbelievably hot everything that happened that day was...how hot it still was. Though she happily admired her form, part of her missed how she looked and felt earlier...almost too heavy to move, about to pop. Sure, she would have a much easier time carrying him around now that she wasn't so full of gallons of heavy cum along with the fox—and she reminded herself that she'd need to figure out that mystery someday—but she almost felt hollow by comparison, not as full as she should be.

However, after feeling the unmistakable sensation of Maxx faintly yawning inside of her as he snuggled against himself, all wistful thoughts left her head, her heart skipping a beat and her smile lighting up the entire forest.

Picking up her phone with a giggle, she snapped a picture before she wriggled lightly in glee, watching her “baby bump" faintly jiggle and sway and imagining being so full all over again in the months to come. Would it be six months? Or...would it be less? Was she THAT pregnant? Had her little “gift from God" bred her that much?

In spite of herself as she tried to regain some decorum...she sent her replies with only one paw.

< No. Also, I get another weekend of medical leave or I get my rep involved. Do not test me. >

< Sorry, sweetie. He worked really hard, I'm treating him to lunch. I'll have him home before bedtime, I promise ?? >

She giggled at that last one, pausing to gasp softly and then hiss a little at one last tiny, sore little orgasm...before she carefully stood up and stretched. Slowly and deliberately getting dressed, she ran her paws over her form one more time. While she wasn't nearly as full as earlier, she still blushed and giggled like a happy teenager as she gazed at herself.

So much had happened all in one day. Kinks she never knew she had were realized. Fantasies she never knew she had were fulfilled. Hopes she never knew she had had were coming true.

Riya knew that the next nine months, through highs and lows, would be an absolute dream.

"Mmmm...God, Katie's going to kill me."

Despite her size, that thought was enough to give even Riya a hint of fear. And yet, as she slipped out of the trees and made her way back to the bus stop, she knew she didn't regret it. Katie would understand…

...on second thought, she decided to order an Uber XXL instead. Sure, it was expensive, but she didn't want to wake the baby.