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Ryder did his best to not squirm too much as he waited with his wife in the clinic's reception. The slim and fit, blue–gray furred fancy rat was dressed in a business casual style despite the fact he wasn't on the clock at the moment, which only made him contrast even more sharply against the woman sitting next to him with her loose fitting blouse and baggy pants. The arctic hare – with fur that was almost completely snow white save for the occasional charcoal-gray splotch on her face, body, and at the tip of her ears – was far more relaxed, sporting a soothing smile she beamed towards her mate as they waited for their names to be called.

“Settle down, Rye... There's nothing to be nervous about." The curvy hare, Arlet, murmured. Her hand reached forward, wrapping itself against her partner's pink, bare skinned hand, her thick pelt concealing his fingers as he squeezed back so that only the gold band on his ring finger could be seen.

“How can you say that when... No, you're right." He shot back an apologetic smile. He was doing this for her, after all. It had been two years since they had gotten married, and the hare had always dreamed of having a large family just like the one she had growing up. A common lapine sentiment, it seemed, as the rodent had to deal with questions from his in-laws about how soon they could expect to see their adorable grand-kittens since their wedding.

Yet, despite years of trying seeing other doctors, their attempts had borne no results. It had gotten to the point that, to soothe his wife's distress, he had brought up the topic of adoption, but she was adamant to keep trying, or at least to give it one last attempt with a specialist she had heard of through one of her work friends.

He didn't come recommended by any of their last doctors, but the story she had been told from her friend was similar to their own; years of trying with no results, but after one session with the fox she was booking maternity leave. What little information he could find about the man's practice was also no less glowing. Review after review seemed to have nothing but good things to say about the efficacy of his treatments, how many relationships had been saved by granting them a bundle of joy to raise. It was hard to believe that someone that seemed to be so reputable, and so well established, wouldn't have been recommended by any of the other doctors that they had seen before when their own attempts had ended in failure.

Ryder had started to suspect that it might have been some scam preying upon desperate couples like themselves with false reviews and paid for word of mouth, but... Even here, in the clinic's waiting room, the doctor's results spoke for themselves. There were no less than half-a-dozen women sitting in there with them, mostly by themselves and gossiping with each other about their excitement at seeing the fox again, each of which were quite visibly pregnant. Curiously, however, most of them seemed to be by themselves, with only one or two seeming to have their bashful partners tagging along for the check up.

“See, it's not just Martha who has good things to say about him," Arlet teased with a small nod towards one of the other women who was close enough for their chatter to be heard. No doubt she had picked up on his skepticism, he was a rather open book to her, afterall. “Why don't you ask about him to some of the others here while we wait? That might help calm your nerves."

“Well... Maybe..." The fancy rat agreed. Perhaps he was being a bit too resigned about their fate considering the hope this clinic offered. Still, he didn't feel bold enough to interrupt the conversation the other women were having, so his eyes wandered across the chairs in their immediate vicinity, and towards the other patient nearby.

He was unusual, compared to the rest of the waiting room that was mostly women or their partners and chaperones – although he couldn't discount that the man was waiting here while his girlfriend was being seen. He looked to be a young wolf, around college age if Ryder had to guess, although the estimate came primarily from the letterman jacket sporting the insignia of the local campus the lupine was wearing. He seemed to be quite embarrassed as well, doing his best to not meet anyone's eyes as he fiddled with the phone on his lap.

“Uh... Excuse me," Ryder tried to draw his attention with his best salesman smile. “Have you seen the doctor here before..?"

“Oh. Uuuuh... Yeah." The wolf looked up, his golden eyes briefly meeting Ryder's before, to the rodent's surprise and amusement, the larger canine shyly glanced away.

“I hate to be a bother, but do you think his treatments are effective..? You see, my wife and I have been trying for a while, and this is sort of our last hurrah at having kids of our own. It's left me a bit nervous," he continued. He knew the wolf wasn't exactly talkative, but perhaps a bit of conversation could help settle both of their nerves while they were stuck there.

“Yeah... They're effective alright..." The canine mumbled, clearly growing more embarrassed as he reflected upon the subject, even though the faint hint of a smile couldn't help but creep into the wolf's lips. “You've got nothing to worry about on that front, although..."

“Although?" Ryder raised an eyebrow curiously.

“Eh... His methods are just a bit... unorthodox you could say," the undergraduate replied with another chuckle, while a hand shyly rubbed the back of his head.

“Mister and Misses Fields?" The rat's conversation was interrupted by their names being called by the secretary sitting behind the front desk. “Doctor Cinteroph will see you now. Third door on the right."

“That's us. Sorry for taking up your time, and thanks again for the reassurance," Ryder replied with one last smile towards the younger wolf before getting to his feet with Arlet. The softer, fluffier hare pressed against his side as they walked down the hallway to the series of examination rooms, her arm casually hooked around his waist, whilst his own rested on top of hers.

The room they found themselves in was much like he expected it to be. After being bounced between different fertility clinics the last few years he had gotten used to the familiar sight of the examination cot and the chairs nearby. Although, there were a few things different here that caught him by surprise. There was no computer set up for the vulpine to use to enter their information, or to double check their medical histories and the determination of their previous doctors – perhaps he had favored a tablet he could bring with him wherever he went, over the stationary set up he had gotten used to?

Ryder didn't have as much time as he thought he would to consider those thoughts before the door opened behind them. He had expected he and Arlet to have to wait a few more minutes until the owner of the clinic finally saw them, but it seemed like the vulpine stepping in was far more punctual than his competition.

The rat's green eyes quickly swept over the large fox as he unknowingly stepped back against the edge of the cot as archaic instincts welled within his worrywart of a mind. The man wore a lab coat that kept most of his body hidden save for the five tails which swept out behind him, but Ryder could tell that the man must have had quite an athletic build underneath it thanks to the cut of his figure and how well defined the fox's face and arms were.

He couldn't help but swallow as he tried to steel his nerves against his anxiety – foxes were usually taller than he or his wife by a couple of inches, but this one was far taller than the average, easily a match for any wolf that he knew! Then there were the man's blue eyes which seemed to glint in the light of the room, or how the way the multi-tailed fox's gaze lingered on Arlet made his heart twist. But the knot in his chest grew most pronounced when the man's attention turned towards him a few seconds later and gave an appraising sweep over him.

“Ah... Apologies for the wait. My last patient required a bit more 'extra' attention before she'd let me go," the kitsune murmured apologetically as he finished his appraisal. The rat had been so focused on the fox's strange gaze that he had failed to notice the tablet and paper cups he had brought in with him until the man moved to place them all on the bench next to the stool reserved for his use. “I'm Doctor Amoren, and I'll be seeing you now~"

“It's okay, Rye," Arlet whispered against the rat's ear as she gave him another reassuring squeeze.

“Now then... Your file says you've been trying to conceive for the last two years?" The fox continued with a muse, briefly glancing towards the device he had placed down before focusing his attention back upon the adorable couple.

“Yes. We know interspecies partners can sometimes struggle to conceive, but..." Arlet spoke first, keeping her arm entwined with her husband's as she did. “We didn't think it would be this difficult. A few of my sisters also married other species, and have already started raising their families..."

“I understand. Sometimes there can be complicating issues besides species compatibility, but bad luck can't be discounted either. Fortunately, I've discovered a foolproof means for helping poor couples like you start their own families even if the odds haven't favored them yet.".

“Wait, foolproof..? You're pulling our legs there, aren't you, Doc?" Ryder interjected, needing to flash Arlet an apologetic smile when she flashed him a pout because of his continued skepticism. But, no actual Doctor should have ever called something 'foolproof'! A 99.9% chance of success, maybe, but certainly not a 100% guarantee!

“I know where you're coming from, but how else am I meant to describe it~?" Amor replied with a comforting murmur. “I've seen plenty of patients with the same story as yours, and after my 'treatment', not one of them hasn't left my clinic without children to raise. Besides, invoking confidence in patients can help to increase the chance of success of any procedure~"

“Now then... Misses Arlet, I'd like to begin the examination with you. Could you take these pills and take off your clothes? You can lay on the cot afterwards if you feel comfortable." The fox's diction was just as confident as his earlier words despite what he was asking her to do, while at the same time his hands nimbly picked up a pair of cups – one filled with water, and the other containing a couple of pills – before handing them to the arctic hare.

“Uh... Shouldn't we go to separate rooms for this..?" Ryder retorted with a concerned glance towards his wife. He wasn't entirely sure if it was necessary for Arlet to strip naked to examine her, but then again they weren't examined while together at the previous clinics for him to know for sure. It didn't help that his wife seemed to be a touch flustered from the suggestion too, her ears twitching against her cheeks while the hint of a blush peeked through her thick, snowy fur.

“In my experience, the more contact between the doe and their mate during the treatment, the greater its effectiveness. But, if you're too embarrassed, I can prepare a separate room for you –"

“No. That's alright." The rodent faked as confident a smile as he could, especially now that Arlet was starting to show some small measure of hesitation herself. He knew how important this was to her... She had brought him here, and he wanted to support her now when she needed him, so he couldn't let his nervousness harm their chance of finally starting their family.

“So, what are these pills?" Arlet inquired as she stared at the cups she now held. “They don't look like the ones I took for tests before."

“The greatest issue with hare fertility is the limited duration and seasonality of their estrus. Those will induce your heat for a few days which should be more than enough time to coax your ovaries to ovulate. Although, as a word of caution, since it is artificially prompting it so close to the peak of your normal fertility cycle, the effects of this heat will be even more pronounced than normal. But, at the same time, that should make you that much more fertile as well."

Arlet's blush grew stronger with that warning, and even Ryder briefly found himself flushing at the statement. She could be insatiable at the best of times, but during her heat..? He was lucky to be able to escape the bedroom during the peak of her cycle! Just how much more demanding was she going to be during this one!? He doubted she'd be able to control herself even while still in front of the fox.

The concern about how deeply the impending heat would affect her wasn't enough to deter her, however. After staring at the pills in her hand for a good second with the brightest, most vivid flush Ryder could recall seeing upon her face, the hare tipped the capsules into her mouth and swallowed them before she could second guess herself further.

“How quickly will these take effect... Ooooh." The hare blinked, briefly swaying on her feet before she caught herself by taking a seat on the cot. Ryder couldn't believe that the pills had taken effect so quickly! Yet, there was no denying that was the case considering the distinctive flush of her heat had already swept across her face. Her curvy bosom rose and fell rapidly with an excited pant that likewise sent her long ears flopping against the back of her head. Her ice blue eyes flashed hungrily towards him, before briefly turning towards the handsome man standing nearby, until realization and embarrassment made her stare down at her own squirming hips instead.

“Do you need any help getting out of your clothes, Misses Fields~?" The fox asked with a sleight rumble to his voice, and an almost eager grin to his lips.

“N- No, I'm okay." She murmured, her cheeks and ears burning a deep scarlet from the arousal of her developing estrus, mixed with the titillation she felt from stripping for a man that was all but a stranger whilst her husband was right there! Her hands gingerly reached down to her garb to stripping herself out of them. The casual dress she wore made it easy, a loose fitting shirt to pry over her head to leave her bra and large, fluffy breasts exposed to his sight. Then, with a squirming wiggle from her rear, she worked her pants off as well to expose her panties that were already starting to darken from the excitement dripping from her folds.

“Would you prefer to keep your undergarments on while I examine you~?" Amor rumbled again while respectfully keeping his distance for now. Yet, despite that, Ryder couldn't help but second guess just what the man's intentions were with his wife. It might have been his imagination, but he swore the kitsune's tails were flicking with excited anticipation, whilst the appraising stare his sapphire eyes held on her seemed less than clinical in nature...

“I... Uh..." Arlet glanced back to her husband for a brief moment, biting her lip from her indecision before at last giving an affirmative nod towards the fox. “If that's alright."

“Certainly... Just lie back on the bed, please~" Amor replied, finally stepping forward from where he had been patiently waiting, while the hare did her best to stay still despite her mounting hormones. Ryder was tempted to give them some space, but the hare had taken a hold of his hand with her left for support, so the best he could do was look towards the wall and do his best not to pay attention to what was going on.

“Just how... Thorough of an examination is this going to be?" Arlet squeaked bashfully as the masculine vulpine stepped next to her, drawing close enough that the lapine's adorable nose wiggled after catching his scent.

“Quite thorough, my apologies... But, that's alright... Isn't it~?" The kitsune murmured as he leaned down.

“Y- Yeah, it's... fine." She murmured back with a small smile. Her face turned away from the fox, one of the man's hands coming to rest just to the side of her head as he loomed over her to support his weight, whilst the other began to explore her body. His touch started innocently enough... At first. His fingers kneaded against the hare's curvy hips, pressing against the woman's abdomen – no doubt the fox was trying to find if there was anything wrong, Ryder believed, and yet..

“Shouldn't... Shouldn't you be wearing gloves?" He couldn't help but interject with growing embarrassment. The fancy rat's ears cowed against the back of his head, whilst his long, bare skinned tail wrapped itself around one of his legs in a clear display of difference to the other male despite the fact he was touching his wife.

“In my experience, the touch of latex is less effective than the warm, comforting press of fur and skin when it comes to encouraging ovulation~" The fox replied to him with a purr, although his gaze never turned itself away from Arlet as he 'worked'.

His hand slipped further up along her side, combing his claws through her thick pelt and raking their blunt tips over her soft skin in a way that made the lass writhe against his grip. Her squirms only grew more pronounced the higher his grip traveled along her body, sliding smoothly along the sides of her chest, before they finally reached a fever pitch as his fingers danced over the mound of her delicate breasts.

Ryder bit his lip but said nothing. He had been bracing himself for the fact that he'd have to get handsy with her as part of this 'process'. But that didn't make it any easier to bear as he saw the probing grasp squeeze her breast from the corner of his eyes and draw a soft, almost excited, gasp from her lips. Arlet did her best to remain silent as the vulpine continued his 'examination', clenching her jaw even as her body became more sensitive to his touch by the minute. But, when his fingers began to creep underneath her bra to knead her bosom against his palm, and his thumb pressed gently around the edge of her aerolla, she finally couldn't help but let the shortest of moans slip free.

“There's nothing to be ashamed of. The heat we're putting you into will naturally make you more sensitive... Don't worry, I'm sure he understands~" The fox's words interrupted Ryder before he could speak. The low, rumbling tenor of his voice helped to obscure the sweet, high pitched whimpers and gasps that fell from the hare's lips as he continued to 'work'.

The rat felt like he was about to explode even as his fingers clenched against her's. Just as he felt like he couldn't take it anymore, the fox's hand finally released its hold upon the hare's breast and slid away – leaving her bra visibly askew, and her perky, aroused teat exposed to the cool air of the clinic. Yet the vulpine's examination wasn't finished just yet. His fingers trailed down along her body, sliding delicately across her sternum, raking softly over her stomach, before finally reaching the end of their journey as his fingers dove underneath the fabric of her panties and curled around the wet lips of her labia.

“Oh gosh–" Arlet meeped as the fox's bold fingers spread the entrance to her sex, shortly thereafter followed by a half-subdued moan through her pants as the fox's thumb pressed against the sensitive button of her clitoris while his plunging digits pressed against the sensitive bump from the other side. His knuckles rolled beneath her panties, leaving Ryder's imagination to fill in the blanks of how the man's touch was making her cunt spasm around his fingers, how damp her folds must have been growing considering the whimpering notes that escaped her throat.

“Isn't– Isn't that enough already?" Ryder eventually meeped, his words coming across far less confident than he had hoped.

“Hmmm... I suppose it's enough to make certain there aren't any new issues~ I'll just have to trust the medical history from your previous doctors is accurate to fill in the rest of the blanks." Amor growled back with a teasing rumble as his fingers finally pried themselves free from Arlet's depths. The fox wiped his digits across her fuzzy thigh to wipe them clean of her estrus before finally stepping away from the hare. “Now, you just lay there as pretty as you currently are while those pills continue to take effect, Mrs. Fields~ I'm going to go look over your husband now, alright~?"

“Y– Yes, sir." Her normally white and sooty black face was beat red as she replied. Her chest still heaved even after being separated from the fox's attention, rolling with the excitement welling deeper and deeper within her as her hormonal cycle jump started.

“Wait, look over me?" Ryder's heart skipped a beat as he heard those words, his body stiffening like a board from their implication. If his hands had been that invasive for his wife, then... Just how 'hands on' was the fox about to get with him!?

“Of course~ Your previous doctors must have given you examinations before, as well as 'collect samples', no~? This shouldn't be anything too new to you." The kitsune explained as he fetched the last pair of cups he had left on the bench and brought them to Ryder to take. “Like with your wife, I'd like you to take these, then remove your clothes so we can get started."

The rat gave the hare's hand one last squeeze to tide him over before finally releasing the hold she had kept him in so he could take the cups from the other man. His green eyes peered down suspiciously at the paper containers, a set of two red pills and the water to swallow them with. “What will these do..?"

“They'll help you to become more virile. I could explain the medical jargon about what effects they'd have in particular, but suffice to say... They'll make you able to impregnate your wife at last, and practically any other women, too, I'd imagine," he teased with a playful wink that did anything but soothe the rat's mounting anxiety. “Of course, there will be some similar hormonal issues like those your wife is currently experiencing. Nothing serious, but if you've ever experienced a rut, it'll be like that."

“You're sure that this will work?" The rodent glanced between the capsules and his squirming wife. He still felt nervous, like there was something he couldn't quite put his finger on beyond just how unusual the vulpine's treatment prescriptions were. Could it be that he was just a pervy Doctor who was using their treatment as an excuse to fondle them..? That was inexcusable, of course, but if it got them a child, and finally brought Arlet the happiness that she longed for, the happiness that she begged for even now with the desperate gaze lingering on him as he wrestled with his indecision...

Screw it. He could do it for her. The rat closed his eyes and tipped the pills into his maw, before slamming the water down like a shot to sweep the capsules to his stomach before his anxiety could make him regret his decision.

“Oh... Wow... These things really do hit fast..." Ryder mumbled as he opened his eyes again, staring down at the now empty cups. No sooner had the gulp of water hit his stomach than he felt a warmth pervade his body, spreading from his chest with every thump of his heart's quickening beat. His nostrils twitched, becoming more sensitive to the aroma of Arlet's fertility wafting in the air – her disheveled underwear doing little to stem the beckoning scent with how it sat on her after the vulpine's handsy exploration. But, there was another scent which began to tickle at his nose as well... One that made his heart beat faster with fear and excitement in equal measure.

“Now then, if you don't mind, Mister Fields?" Amor's voice rumbled from just behind him, the fox apparently having stepped into position whilst he had his eyes closed.

“Oh, right, yeah... Sorry." The fancy rat replied, trying to ignore the growing arousal and excitement he felt as he turned towards the matter of his own clothes.

It wasn't the first time he had to strip down for a doctor to look him over, especially since he and Arlet had started this journey to try and conceive, but he still felt awkward every time he did so. Today was certainly no exception to that rule, especially not with how uncomfortably close the fox had gotten as he loomed behind him, compounded further by the feeling of his length swelling to prominence from within his sheath as the pills did their job. He was starting to regret his choice of clothes for the day, too, as by the time he had finished unbuttoning his shirt he could already feel his prick start to tent his pants, making it even more awkward as he kicked off his shoes and pulled off his belt.

By the time it came to remove his pants, his modest length had already swollen to its full size. With heated, flushed cheeks Ryder toyed with the button of his pants, followed thereafter by the flaps being pushed apart as all five inches of his tool pressed out in a tent within his briefs. Arlet at least seemed to be enjoying the show, the rat's gaze focused upon her as he got undressed, appreciating how her icy blue eyes stared hungrily at his hidden cock.

But, as he started to push his pants down, the rodent was briefly caught in his prim and proper attire, falling backwards against the fox that had been standing so close by. Fortunately, the man was more than robust enough to halt the smaller male's fall, which only made the essentially naked rodent that much more embarrassed as he looked up into the fox's blue eyes now squarely focused upon him, and the toothy smile which stretched across the vulpine's lips with a grin of amusement. The way the fox's hands squeezed against him, even as they supported his weight, made the rat want to shy away and hide as best he could by curling his shoulders against his chest to look as small as possible.

“Eager, aren't you Mister Fields~? I know you're feeling excited because of those pills, but try to keep your footing steady. It'll be awkward to take you to a general practitioner in your current condition if you take a fall~" Amor's words murmured against his prostrated ear, drawing a squeak from the rat as he hastily pushed himself back onto his feet.

“W– Well I'm done stripping now. So can we get start–" He spoke, unable to bring himself to face the kitsune as he stared towards the wall instead.

“Not just yet," the fox replied, pointing towards the briefs he still wore. “I'm afraid you'll need to take those off as well."

“What? But Arlet didn't–"

“I'm obviously examining different things between you and her, aren't I~?" He chimed back as his black lips twisted into a wider smirk.

“I- I suppose that's true, but still–"

“Here... I'll help you with them~" The fox stepped forward, bringing his broad chest to rest against the rat's back once again, except this time Ryder was standing on his own two feet instead of falling into the other man's hands. Even through the kitsune's shirt and coat, Ryder could feel the powerful physique the fox possessed, especially now as the vulpine placed one hand against the rodent's waist to pin him in place, whilst the other confidently strode beneath the edge of his underwear!

“W- Wait!" The fancy rat squeaked out, but all that seemed to do was encourage the vulpine as his broad fingers traced along the line where rat's leg met his hip, before finally wrapping themselves around the smaller male's tool to give his eager, pre-dripping shaft a firm, kneading squeeze against his palm. Ryder's green eyes snapped down, watching the outline the fox's hand made within his white briefs as its fingers squeezed in a rolling tandem over his dick. At least until the fox's other hand slipped his last article of clothing from his body to expose his modest tool, and his just as average spheres, to the kitsune's appraising eyes.

“Now, now... There's nothing to be ashamed of, Mister Fields, I am your Doctor, after all~" Amor's words whispered against his ear again, the fox's snout lingering close enough that the heart-pounding rodent could feel his whiskers tickle against it.

With how close the vulpine held him, Ryder's nose could finally determine what the second scent lurking beneath the smell of his wife's fertility was. It was the kitsune, seeping past the double layered garb the fox wore, and compounding his current nervousness with every breath the lithe rodent took.

It was strange... The rodent imagined he should have been far more flighty considering how the fox had been groping him, and especially with how he was being held. He did squirm as if to try and create some distance, but never seriously enough to do anything more than press himself against the fox's chest, or assist the larger male in getting a firmer hold of his body and junk. Even when his butt naked rear pressed against the kitsune's groin, and felt that he wasn't the only guy that was sporting a chub, he couldn't quite bring it in him to audibly protest, or even draw attention to it. Instead, he stayed standing there, sporting a bashful flick of his ears and an increasingly embarrassed tint to his blush which now stretched from ear to ear on his face.

A moan from Arlet drew his attention away from his current predicament and back to his lovely hare. She had pressed her back against the cot while her legs had spread wide to reveal her fertile, thoroughly in heat entrance. She must have pulled her panties down over her thighs herself to expose her aching fertility to the two males in front of her in her increasingly worsening lust. Her gaze was centered on him, watching how he was being held, how the red fox's hand seemed to be slowly stroking over his prick during its 'examination', making his cashew-sized nuts twitch in mounting need. All the while, her fingers were ramming into her pussy, pleasuring herself to the point that she had whimpered out with an orgasm strongly enough to catch his attention.

Did- did she enjoy seeing him being groped by another guy that much!? Honestly, he wouldn't put it past being one of the many kinks she hadn't told him about yet, or that she might not have even realized herself until getting carried away in the moment...

“She seems to be enjoying herself, doesn't she~?" Amor teased with another sultry growl against Ryder's ear, drawing a shy nod from the bashful and confused rat in response. It had to be something in the pill, something more than just its aphrodisiac properties that made him so placid despite everything that was going on, that made him so suggestable to the fox's words... Or, perhaps that was just the convenient excuse he latched onto to not resist the vulpine's advances as much as he believed he should be.

“Why don't we give her something much more enjoyable to watch while we wait for the pills to take full effect~?"

Ryder didn't get the opportunity to question the fox's intentions before the vulpine's movements made it abundantly obvious. The hand on his prick kept him pinned in place with its hold upon his hip, whilst the other slipped in between their bodies, drifting down to the vulpine's own pants, before a nimble flick of his fingers and a tug at his belt let them fall away... And reveal the kitsune's complete lack of underwear as his thick, budding prick nudged against the rodent's white-furred back!

The touch of Amor's warm meat made the rat jump, only for his reflexive attempt to escape its press to be interrupted by the man's burly arms wrapping around his chest as he was in the air! The flighty rat's arms were pinned against his sides as he was trapped against the fox's chest, while the fox's dick slipped between his thighs and left a trail of vulpine pre across his taint and fuzzy white jewels. He didn't even need to glance towards Arlet to see how well she enjoyed the sight of his current predicament, the surprised, and oh so exuberant, moan she delivered as the fox rolled his burgeoning cock against him with a teasing grind told him all he needed to know.

“I– I, I don't swing that way, Doctor Cinteroph!" He finally managed to slip a protest out from his maw despite the befuddling warmth suffusing his body, for what little good it did him as the kitsune continued his eager grinds~

“It's all part of the process~" Amor's words did little to comfort the rodent, not when he could feel the soda-can thick girth of the fox rub against his thighs. Ryder couldn't help but glance away from his voyeuristic wife to join her stare between his legs despite his better judgment. An act that he would quickly see as a mistake when he spotted the tapered tip of the vulpine's masculinity peeking out from underneath his own sack, giving the rodent a vague sense of the length that accompanied the kitsune's incredible girth!

“I– I– I think that this has gone far enou–" Ryder attempted to stop the craziness that was unfolding, only to have his words silenced by one of the fox's hands clamping his maw shut! The rat's green eyes went wide in surprise, but the man's strength was far too much for the little rat to squirm away from, leaving his only hope to stare pleadingly down towards the lust-drunk hare loving every second of what was going on.

“Mister Fields, far be it for me to lecture you on how marriage works, but in my humble experience... It's the wife that has the final say~" The kitsune's ominous words rumbled against his gray-blue cheek, before those glinting sapphire eyes turned away from him to glance back towards Arlet. “What say you, Misses Fields... Shall I continue~?"

“Y– Yeah! Fuck my husband good... I always thought he might be a little tail raiser! Make him finally put a baby in me with how hard you rail him~!" Arlet's cheeks flushed in bashful shame at her dirty talk, even though she allowed her ovaries to do the talking by selling him out~

Of course, the blush she sported was nothing compared to the one her husband currently possessed! His eyes snapped towards the fox's face as he shifted him in his grip, lifting him up higher to drag the warm, wet point of kitsune dick closer towards the rat's rear. The fox kept one hand firmly pressed against Rye's lips to muffle his hesitant whimpers, while his other hand finally released his rock-hard rathood to wrap its fingers around his thigh – a more secure position to grip his plaything higher, as well as to coax at least one leg to move out of the way... And offer Arlet a view of his snug, virgin backdoor being lined up with the fox's obscene girth.

Despite Rye's fears, the hung doctor didn't slam in immediately... He was at least enough of a gentleman to ease that tapered tip between his rear, even if it was only so he could draw out how long it took to sink in to savor every excited squirm from the rodent trapped within his hands. The delay let the fox's fecundity wet his inexperienced rear with its slippery essence, the cream pooling within his pucker before eventually spilling down over every last inch of the kitsune's dick when their positions jostled.

A small comfort to the rat, however, as his ass was steadily stretched around the graduated point of the kitsune's dick! His toes clenched in the air as the pressure on his tender ring grew, the drooling point lathering his deeper walls as it advanced. Nervous anticipation swirled with aphrodisiac-prompted arousal, leaving the poor rodent's mind swimming in confused thoughts while his prick dripped with his own, far less copious, fecundity.

Ryder's lips eventually spread with a muffled moan against the fox's hand as he felt his rump stretch around the main girth of that length at last! His ring burned with the strain of its stretch, but somehow the satisfying ache that grew with every inch of vulpine masculinity rolling its way in managed to catch his focus more. Especially when a euphoric surge of pleasure ballooned from his taint as the tool squeezed his prostate against his pelvis with every buck!

Amor must have been only around a third of the way or so to sinking his girth underneath the fancy rat's tail, and already he was seeing stars. The protesting press of his hands against the vulpine's arms switched to a reflexive clench, holding fast to the man railing his back door with a slow, yet firm, grinding pace, sawing the glossy red meat deeper into him inch by inch. Grunts and groans broke through his throat from the size of the manhood violating him, but in between them came surprisingly pleased whimpers from the novel pleasure. He wasn't exactly sure if guys were a thing he was into, yet, but Ryder was starting to come around to the idea of letting Arlet play around back there herself with the right toy... Or, maybe, just maybe, considering how sheepishly excited the hare looked as she rubbed herself at the current situation, they can discuss indulging this side of her more later with the right stud... Just for her pleasure, of course...

“Aren't you just a sweetheart, keeping your eyes on your wife while you take your first cock~ I can see why you decided to keep him, Misses Fields~" The fox's tease rumbled against his ear again. But the only response Ryder could give in response was his muffled moan as he was dragged down the fox's prick, his eyes finally wrenched from his wife as they rolled into the back of his head.

The rodent's little shaft quivered, poised on the edge of a climax that never quite came, no matter how firmly the fox slammed his rump down over the sturdy red pole! It was maddening, making Ryder quiver underneath the stud's relentlessly grinding hips, going so far as to press back into every grinding thrust forward in an attempt to push himself to that peak with the fox's dick! His arms renewed their squirms, not to escape anymore, but instead in a desperate attempt to slip a hand free from the pinning hold so he could coax his mediocre girth to a release. To no avail, however, leaving Ryder only able to whimper underneath the kitsune's 'mercy'.

“Looks like those pills have finally taken full effect in the pair of you." Amor purred. Ryder couldn't help but blink at the curious statement, his mind returning its focus to the stranger symptoms he had felt since taking those pills. He had felt its libidoi-enhancing effect nearly as strongly at the start as he did now, and the passiveness-encouraging effect it had upon his psyche in such a nerve wracking situation, too, so what possible effects could the fox have been waiting for?

That's when he turned his attention to the warmth that had taken root in his body. He had thought that it was just a flush from the aphrodisiac or rut-sparking effects from the drug. But, now that he paid closer attention to it, there was something peculiar about where it had settled most. The heat was strongest in his abdomen, not his loins like he'd have expected a virility enhancing drug to target. Instead, it seemed to be following along the tunnel-molding girth strumming his virgin nerves like a fiddle.

Even more strangely, it was slowly spreading up along his torso, creeping along his belly and also down along his thighs. He couldn't place what effect it was having upon his body to spark such a sensation... Although, if he had to guess, with how it seemed to flare in prominence around his stretched tailhole when the fox's knot finally clapped against the abused ring at last, it was probably making him more receptive to the man's masculinity... Was that why it had felt as good as it had? Was it possible the Doctor had made a mistake and given him 'heat' pills instead?

“Mmm... You don't mind if I borrow your husband for a bit~?" The fox's words called back to the hare, hinting at just what he was intending by grinding his knot firmly against the rodent's ring, teasing the half-swollen trio of glands in just deep enough to make the rat's cock sputter a string of pre in its bouncing wake.

“Huff..! Of- Of course! Claim him! Make him yours..! For, for just a bit!" How many times had his 'hare' trigger of a wife gotten off, now..? Her moans were only growing in intensity with her drug enhanced heat, while her cunt-plunging hand was soaked to the skin. Her damp, needy sex was so aroused that it even left a small puddle of her estrus soaking into the thin paper sheet stretched over the cot!

Well, at least she added on the 'for a bit' part at the last second. Ryder could be thankful that, even in her deepest heat and most depraved excitement, she wouldn't want to get rid of him, he supposed.

“There's a good girl~ Don't worry, I'll be 'giving him to you' in short order~" Those words felt far more ominous than they had any right being, but Ryder didn't have the time to think about it as the fox's grinding hips finally thrusted forward with all of their considerable strength and sank the hefty girth of his knot underneath the rodent's tail!

Every last inch of the fox's girth twitched within his body. The glands drummed against his prostate, compelling an unreserved moan from the rat's lips at last. The vulpine's heavy breeder balls rolled against the thigh that wasn't being held up by the kitsune's hand, twitching like they were poised on the edge of release much like the rat himself. But, despite the frim, grinding roll testing the hold the knot held behind his ring, the kitsune's nuts didn't unload. Instead, the warmth seeping throughout his core spiked in intensity, flaring in strength in tandem with the pulsing twitch of the fox's dick within him.

“Wha- What's going..." Ryder's eyes opened wide for a brief moment before the stupefying influence took hold upon his mind again. His question whimpered against the fox's hand as the kitsune released his thigh, and instead began to teasingly stroke along the rat's hips and abdomen, tracing along where the strange sensation was most pronounced.

At first Ryder thought the fox was just showing off his body to his own wife, or just how he looked stuck against another man's lap whilst the vulpine's powerful hips rolled him up and down with every teasing sway. But swiftly enough he realized there had to be something more to it, especially as everywhere his groping squeezes touched that was affected by the pleasant heat felt even better than when the hand had been on his dick, sending shivers racing up along the rat's spine with every gentle rake of those dull claws.

He got his answer when one particularly strong shiver made the rodent's throat suddenly seize, coughing up a sputter of oddly thick, warm, and salty 'spit' against the fox's hand a moment later. At least that made the kitsune pull his muffling grip away from his mouth at last, letting his maw part from his excited pants, whilst his green eyes turned to look at the mess he had made on the kitsune's palm.

Ryder was confused, the wad of gunk he had spat from his lips looked far less like spit, and much more like the release of his shaft! Long, sticky strands of cream bridged his lips to the pads of the other man's hand, spreading the taste of masculine virility to his tongue when it investigated the lingering fluids, as well as flood his nostrils with the aroma of the fox's musk wafting from such a close, pungent source!

“Just getting started, and you're already making a mess~" The tied rat's gaze turned to meet the devious glint in the fox's eyes, before his attention turned to his own body in confusion, only to be horrified by what he found.

He was changing. The rat's lithe legs had already started to join to the fox's fat balls slapping against his rear. In the throes of passion as the anticipation of his knotting grew, he must have unknowingly curled his legs against his thigh. His bare-skinned feet had sunk into the large, fuzzy white spheres, sinking into the spheres like he had stepped into mud. The warmth of the kitsune's potent virility spread across his diminishing limbs as they began to melt into round, indistinct lumps of former rodent soon to be overtaken by the fox's ever fatter, ever heavier nuts. Until, after a few more rolling bucks from their now conjoined hips, the rat was staring down at the fattest set of nuts he had ever seen where once his own legs had been.

For a moment, Ryder hoped that the transformation would halt there, that whatever the fox was doing would be satisfied now that he was made into an extension of the kitsune's lap. But such hopes were swiftly shattered as he watched the fur around his hips start to molt, the transformations advancing across his body as his fur melted into his thinning, ever more sensitive skin that matched the hue of the kitsune's throbbing virility.

He felt the fox's 'cock' throb, only to feel the twitching pulse from the root he was tied to continue into his torso, ending with another small cough of musky pre spilling from his lips when the twitch eventually reached his throat! Each throb which ran through his twisting body made the red skin of a vulpine dick spread further along his abdomen, whilst at the same time making the world around him seem to grow larger as he shrank in size against the man's chest. The only thing the rat wore, his ring upon his left hand, slowly loosened its grip upon his finger the smaller and smaller he became.

“What are you doing to me!?" Ryder squeaked out again, his arms finally slipping free from the fox's hold to grasp against the vulpine torso behind him, as if his weakening fingers could stop his body from shrinking against his fur if he held on tight enough. Where once his head had rested against the man's chin, now the rat's ears were twitching against his collarbone - at least until the next throb racing through his new body reduced him down by another few inches to place even that out of his ears' reach.

“Oh, I think it's obvious, Mister Fields. I'm making you mine just like I told your wife... As well as getting you nice and ready to get her pregnant, just like I told you~"

The distant and respectable tone the fox had when he first spoke was all but gone. In its stead, a low, possessive growl suffused every syllable he spoke, punctuated by a groping squeeze which trailed over his shifting body like one would their own dick. The pleasure of those gentle, combing strokes over him were far stronger than anything else the rat had ever experienced before. Every trace over the advancing tide of red skin creeping along his chest, the squeeze to his hips as they bloated into a facsimile of the man's knot that consumed his own modest girth with its flowering growth, all of it sent an electrifying shiver - or rather, a throb - through his being.

'So this was the secret to the fox's 'technique.'

“That... That wasn't... What we... Agreed..." It was an ever growing struggle to speak as the powerful, rat erasing throbs surging through his torso interrupted his words with another wet mouthful of vulpine virility.

But, even if his twisting muzzle was free of the spunk welling up from his 'throat', his protests would be fading all on their own thanks to the confusing mixture of emotions and sensations which warred within his mind. His sense of taste had become blind to anything that wasn't his studly 'owner's seed, his nose in a similar state with the cream's scent. At the same time, sensations from the fox's own mind seemed to be bleeding into his psyche, encouraging him to twitch in excitement, to stand at attention, to breed – or in his current predicament, to finish transforming into the dutiful tool that would be used to enact the man's desire. The fox's lurid desires for him and his wife danced across his mind, conjoined with the only scent in the room that could pierce the strength of the kitsune's masculinity, the wafting heat spreading from Arlet's waiting depths.

Ryder glanced back towards her to see how she was taking to this latest development, only to be unsurprised by how her lust drunken stupor had only gotten worse with the show going on before her. Her needy cunt was on full display, her fingers having stopped their futile attempt to satisfy her need on their own. Both of her arms now above her head as she gripped against the cot as her legs spread, calves curled underneath the bed as she squirmed in her display. Not only could he see and hear her through his own eyes and ears, he could also see her through the fox's own senses as he became a part of the fox – picking up how frantically Arlet's heart beat in excitement and need with the kitsune's far keener hearing, as well as the moan of need which broke past her panting lips.

Well... It was still a sound of desire for him in a way... right?

The rat just wished this all didn't feel so... good! The only thing which kept his lips from being twisted into an unbroken series of moans was how his chest finally seemed to run out of breath of its own as his head shrunk past the fox's pectorals. His arms had lost any utility at all, reduced to stumps that were slowly shrinking into the sides of a fat, glossy, red fox dick – fingers desperately clutched to his ring that was looking more and more like a bracelet to his diminishing form.

His shoulders were next on the chopping block, sinking into the twitching tide spreading along his back. Ryder's neck thickened, keeping his head pointed straight forward with a listless, almost contented, expression as the last of the gray-blue fur around his lips melted away to reveal crimson skin – his throat repurposed into a dedicated cum vein belching up wads of pre over his new body. His fingers finally lacked the strength to keep a hold of the wedding band he had clung to for so long, the accessory landing on the floor with a soft clatter.

All that was left of his original body now were a few vestigial features left on the kitsune's dick – little nubs at the end of the tapered head that were his ears, a faint impression of his face just behind the vulpine tip along with his small, beady eyes, and a pair of tiny, stubby hands uselessly stuck sprouting from the sides of his new, glorious body. He towered with the stud's impressive size, his malformed 'lips' sputtering pre a few inches shy of his owner's sternum, at least until the fox's groping hands directed his new turgid self to stare towards his wife's waiting sex.

“Apologies for making you wait, lass~" With the loss of Amor's respectful tone went the formality of his address, tossed aside in his general disregard for decency.

Through his connection to the kitsune, Ryder could tell that the other man's eyes were staring at his wife with naked desire. He could feel the mounting excitement boiling in their loins – within him – overflowing from their spheres and taint to trickle along his new body, staining his vestigial tongue with a fresh, musky layer as it poured forth from his 'lips'.

“It's... It's all good!" Arlet could barely focus enough to speak through her heat now. Her buck teeth nibbled anxiously against her lip as her icy blue eyes stared between the new form her husband had taken, pulsing for her needy fertility, and the kitsune's domineering stare that sent a shiver racing down her back as it bore into her. “You... You're gonna 'give my husband back to me' now, huh~? I hope you do it hard and fast... I want to feel every inch of him now that he's got a proper stud cock to breed me with~!"

'Be– Be gentle with her! She gets over her head when she's like this!'

“Oh, of course~ You don't even need to ask~" Amor's words growled back, ignoring the mental protest Ryder lodged within his mind. The poor rodent was powerless to interject any further, any attempt to physically speak only resulted in spitting up a fresh string of vulpine spunk to glaze his skin in another layer of the fox's natural lubricant.

“How about we pick up where we left off~?" The man stepped forward and loomed over the cot, and the eager, dripping hare bitch waiting for him sprawled across it. One of his hands wrapped behind their knot, drawing another pulse from the rodent-turned-kitsune-dick which plastered a belched string of his owner's essence across the lapine's sex that used to be his, and his alone, to explore. Amor's other hand slid once again across her body now without reservation or pretense; groping and squeezing over the lapine's voluptuous shape, while Ryder could only watch and pulse with the excitement welling within his new body from the man's sacrilege.

The fox's hand soon came to rest on her bust once more, squeezing possessively around her breast and teasing her hard, perky nips – eagerly waiting to flow with milk in the coming months – with his thumb. A fact the fox teased further as he leaned down and snarled a sordid growl into the hare's long floppy ears. “These are going to get even larger once I'm finished here... All the better to nurse my vulpine boys with, don't you think~?"

“God yes..." Arlet whimpered back. She squirmed down along the cot with the help of the larger vulpine's direction, her plump ass hanging off the base of the bed while her legs wrapped around the man's hips to grind her needy box against her husband's 'belly'. Her glistening folds soaked the bulge of Ryder's cum vein in a layer of her warm need, whilst every sputtering throb pumping through the former rodent returned the favor by painting the woman's abdomen in the kitsune's virile nectar and scent.

Ryder had never seen Arlet so excited before, nor had he ever felt her sex this hot and damp against his touch. Of course it was a fool's errand to hope for any accurate comparisons between his sense of touch from before when his modest girth was just a small part of a greater how, and how those lips now felt being rubbed along him now that his entire body was just a large, throbbing, vulpine stud cock. But, even putting the tactile feedback aside, it was unmistakable how much higher pitched her moans, and how much more desperate her ravenous stare was, for the real stud before her than she ever was for him.

A hint of shame blossomed within him, even as he tried to ease his conscience by reminding himself she wasn't herself right now thanks to her exceptionally strong heat she had been so suddenly dumped into. But with that kernel of inferiority taking root within his psyche came another throb of pleasure, washing through him and painting Arlet's waiting mound as he was lined up to her lips. He couldn't tell if that arousal came from him, the fox detecting the conflicted emotions circling in his new dick's mind, or some sordid combination of both.

“Your husband's so eager to throb for me, to finally breed you... To see your belly swell, even if it's with another stud's litter~" The kitsune's hand abandoned its groping exploration of her body to hold his weight against the cot and loom over his quarry. Before, finally, after snarling those last few words against the hare's ear to tease both her and his new dick, the fox's thighs flexed, and sunk Ryder's pleasure-wracked expression into the slick, puffy lips of the woman's cunt.

Ryder clenched his eyes as he was pressed into her warm, inviting depths, robbing him of another sense and leaving him further isolated from anything that wasn't his existence as a cock. His world was reduced down to the euphoric, squeezing touch of his wife's walls, desperate to milk every last drop of virile stud cock they could wrap themselves around. His tiny faux ears weren't good for anything more than hearing the wet squelch of pre and estrus squeezed around his thick girth, loud and clear to him, yet likely inaudible to the two he was caught between.

“God, yes~! Put your baby in me!" He could still hear Arlet's moan ring out through his connection to the fox, coaxing yet another rivulet of pre from his transfixed maw as she put the examination's soundproofing to the test.

The sordid beg was joined by the shudder of the tunnel he was excavating, the muscles madly clenched across his girth to draw a few more strings of excitement to the masculine slab in a clear sign that another climax had sprouted from her. If just the fox's hand had made the new tool squirm and throb with thought scattering pleasure, feeling the familiar depths of his wife's sex squeeze around his new body with everything they had made him feel like he was about to explode! Every inch of him shuddered, growing in intensity whenever the hips he hung from rolled forward to plow him in deeper, rubbing him against the writhing tunnel and sparked new heights of euphoria for both sides of the happy couple. Ryer's diminutive eyes rolled into the back of his throbbing head, his 'throat' flexing in a mimed huff as his psyche reeled, eagerly, and inexorably, drawn to the crescendo of pleasure and arousal growing within him without any regard for consequences – just like a proper dick should.

'Oh, not just yet, my eager not-so-little dick.' The thought from the fox tickled against the former rodent's mind, although it seemed less important than the fresh wave of pleasure sparked as he was railed forward once more, drawing another shuddering throb towards his desired pinnacle of bliss. Yet, despite how firmly, how passionately his owner railed his wife, no matter how much tighter Arlet's walls felt stretched and wrapped around the slab of vulpine virility being pounded into her, Ryder couldn't take those last few throbs towards his peak!

He had no control over how, or when, he was rammed into his wife's cunt, all he could do was try to tempt the vulpine into doing so with the pulses of pleasure and yearning need for release he felt. But that didn't stop the former rodent from trying to will his release into being, trying to use what little control he had as a cock to throb and pulse with a greater flow of sensual fluids as he mentally squirmed under the pleasurable assault! But, nothing he could do would let him take that final step towards release. The fox's will and control over his own body – his new dick included – seemed implacable, and the few times the rodent did feel like he was just one or two well timed thrusts and coordinated throbs away from release, the fox's pace halted for a second – his hips dragging the large tool from the hare's sex with an angry twitch from her husband's protests, only to slide back in after he had 'relaxed' enough for the vulpine to continue.

“Are you sure~? Although its him I'm fucking you with, if I knock you up, you'll be raising my kids, not his~?" The kitsune teased the helpless rat again during one such paused retreat by answering the hare's last beg, leaving Ryder to trickle a small stream of warm 'sune spunk against the hare's writhing sex as they waited.

“I- I'm sure! Even if your boys grow up... to be just half the man you are, it'll still be an improvement over his!"

“Good answer, girl~" The fox's hips rammed forward and conjured forth another euphoric climax from her heat ravaged sex! Her hands grasped to his chest for support, fingers tightly curled into his fur as his hips rolled forward again immediately thereafter, sinking almost the entirety of his girth back into her waiting, heat ravaged depths. Her fingers almost completely disappeared into his thick fur, leaving only the wedding ring she still wore peeking through his pelt – a sight that the kitsune's mind seemed to pass on to his cock for its 'benefit'.

The rutting thrust finally buried Ryder deep enough that his twitching, sensitive knot kissed against the hare's sex, drawing an eager twitch through his core and a whimpering moan from Arlet's maw. Except, this time it was not her lovely, enveloping tunnel which his head stained with the ever flowing pre-cream pouring through him, it was a wall just ahead of him that the former rat's tapered tip brushed briefly against when the kitsune's hips ground forward – the barrier to his wife's womb!

The transformed dick risked a peek, opening an eye through the glazed layer of spunk and female excitement churned across his thick body to spy the firm wall of muscle which protected the chamber beyond. The string of pre he had just spat slowly dripped down along its surface, pooling into a small puddle at the end of his wife's vagina where the rest of the cream had flowed – if it didn't get squeezed or dragged out from those depths thanks to the lurid, pistoning squeeze of their bodies against one another at least.

The fox wasn't content with the depths they had already plunged, not when the most sensitive part of the rat's new body, the flexing trio of glands nestled at the root of his being, were grinding so close to the object of his desire. He smothered the lobes against Arlet's tender snatch, teasing it with the prospect, no, the demand to take it, even as Ryder's tip pressed against the excited hare's cervix and dimpled it beneath the weight of virility grinding against it. But the hare didn't seem to mind. The gate to her fertility buckled beneath the press, allowing the shaft to sink in that little bit deeper with his next rolling buck, whilst her lips wrapped tighter around the knot she was about to accept. Her arms slipped further around the fox, wrapping around his neck to drag herself closer against his rippling physique as he railed her. Her calves crossed behind the small of his back, squeezing herself closer during each thrust to help hilt the last few centimeters of her husband's body inside her~

Excitement built within Ryder again, the hill of growing anticipation and pleasure that indicated that he was drawing close to the first release of his new life. Except, this time, instead of drawing himself back to let him cool off, the fox slammed forward again, and again – working himself, and by extension the sentient cock, and even the darling hare he was breeding, towards a mutual peak~ The length twitched, quivering on the edge as all the anticipation the fox had built up over his rut was finally paid off.

The former rodent's mind was lost in the sea of pleasure and desire that boiled within the deepest depths of his new being, feeling like it would sweep him away when it finally poured free from those balls! The last traces of his old body began to twitch away. His ears shrunk away into nothing as his eyes clenched shut for the last time, disappearing to leave nothing but an unblemished, vulpine-shaped head in their place as he nestled himself into the barrier ahead.

“Feels like it's about time to give your husband back to you now, before he gets a bit too comfortable there~"

A strange vertigo suddenly cut through the fog of lusts clouding Ryder's mind, leaving him reeling from the sudden moment of clarity and confusion. The throbs which raced through the shaft felt more distant than they had a moment ago, like he was experiencing them second hand now, even if they still quaked through his being. The fox's hips, meanwhile, dragged back, the sensations of his virile dick growing fainter with it. The kitsune lined himself up, madly, near-release shaft pulsing with the fox's desire, before slamming his tool back in... And sent both Ryder and Arlet writhing in pleasure as the pointed tip sunk just far enough into the hare's cervix to peek its tip past the barrier to her womb...

To their womb. Just like he had felt every quiver through the red column of flesh before, Ryder realized he was now feeling everything that his wife's sex did! He could feel the pleasant ache from their tunnel being stretched and wrapped around his old body for the last several minutes, even as the walls spasmed around the newest, most powerful thrust yet, as well as how those deeper walls squeeze and clench in protest against the tapered point that breached to the chamber beyond.

The fox had transferred him to his wife's sex... The man's iron will, and authority which had rumbled with each of the fox's thoughts, no longer tickled at the back of his mind. Instead, in its place, Ryder felt only the quivering, affectionate warmth of his wife's mind, as well as the overpowering waves of her boundless libido crashing into him. He could see the world through her eyes just like he had from the fox's, feel the excitement that welled within both of them as she stared up at the man buried within her, as well as hear the sultry, possessive growls of her new stud, and the squelch of his knot sinking in. Her nose quivered with the man's masculine scent, huffing the aroma from the crook of his neck as she pulled herself in against him, grinding his new existence – her soft lips and inviting depths – against the kitsune's crotch as every last inch of the tool he was just a second ago throbbed within them.

Ryder's damp nether lips writhed behind the fox's knot, well aware of their sensitivity as he instinctively tried to milk it for the vulpine's valuable seed. The glands drummed against nerves of a body that the ex-rat was not accustomed to, leaving him completely helpless against the sensations as the lobes pulsed against a sensitive cluster right behind his stuffed sex. He was carried along by Arlet's psyche to every climax in her rapid series of peaks that he could never have experienced as a man, coaxing a constant flutter of spasms from his new being in answer to the tool responsible for evoking such heights of lust. His psyche tumbled with Arlet's through the throngs of passion the kitsune sparked into being, his mental voice joined with hers in a whimpering chorus of desire that only she could hear.

He vaguely felt the fox's heavy spheres clench against the hare's taint and his lower lip, immediately thereafter followed by the far more vivid sensation of that cock pulsing within them, sending the stuffed tunnel of their cunt reeling with the extra stretch every cum-pumping throb raced through the kitsune's prick! The twitches ran throughout the entire length of the buried tool, ending at the tip buried within their clamping cervix, before at last ending with a lance of hot, pearly white fox seed poured straight into their womb~ Arlet's toes clenched anew with each rope of virility fired into them, the weight of cream pooling within their uterus finally ameliorating the reckless heat they were trapped in, and that she had stewed in ever since watching the kitsune fuck her own husband.

“Ooooh... F- Fill me with your boys... Fill... Us?" Arlet huffed with a satisfied moan. Even with her libido finally satisfied, regret or shame didn't appear in her expression or voice even as her wits returned. How could it, when every pint of the fox's seed filling her deepest depths came with the certainty that her long cherished desire was finally coming true?

A fact that Ryder knew well as he squirmed against the seemingly endless tide of vulpine virility. His new existence as her sex extended to its deepest depths, letting him feel the aching need of her... of their ovaries calling towards the fox on top of them. He could feel the precious pearls of fertility her sex had shaken loose – either from the fertility enhancing drug, her excitement, or the thorough breeding the kitsune had subjected them to – three precious ovum, slowly traveling down along their tubes towards the waiting swarm of virile sperm flooding their womb to its limit.

Their eggs wouldn't have to wait long to find their match... Not when the chamber the triplets would develop within was as flooded with fox seed as it was, leaving the last few flexes of the fox's fading climax to push the thick white fur of Arlet's abdomen out around the weight of the bloating cream – as if it was teasing how it would look in just a few short months. The pool of trapped seed licked against the entrance to their fallopian tubes, allowing the closest virile swimmers to squirm their into the passages without having to cross the long cavern. In swift enough order, each of the three egg cells were surrounded by the hoard of energetic spermatozoa, crawling their way past the protective shell each bore... Before, inevitably, one lucky winner would sink in and bring life to the hare's long bereft womb. Once, then twice, then finally the last ovum was fertilized into a zygote as fox and hare genes mixed before the former rat's mental gaze.

'Ar- Arlet! You've... We've done it! We're going to be parents now!'

Even Ryder felt nothing but ecstatic joy as he saw the fox's kids... Their kids undergo their first few divisions as they continued down their journey to implant within their womb over the coming days. The years of dread that they would be unable to, the constantly dashed hopes from bad news after bad news, all of it washed away in an exuberant flood of joy mingling with their afterglow.

Hints of tears welled into the edges of the new mother's eyes as the news came to her mind. A hand finally released her vulpine suitor to brush across her bloated belly, appreciating the curve she had longed to see on her body even if this was only a fake tease for what was to come, and traced along a curious new splotch of black fur that had come to crown her belly – a vulpine-styled head flanked with five tails. Her other hand pulled the fox back down by his neck, lining their lips up so she could force her maw against his and embrace the figure that had made it all possible~ An act that made the fox's groin grind firmly against the lapine's sex, and make Ryder squirm all the more with every jostle of his old body within him.

“Th- Thank you, Doctor Cinteroph," she murmured as the fox's lips broke their sultry dance. The exhaustion and fatigue from the passionate encounter and the sudden relief for her future caught up to her all at once as she fell back onto the cot, huffing, panting, and her eyes listlessly following the man's every motion. But her hands... They remained against her life-bearing belly, traced along the marked surface above her womb, and the mind of her husband trapped within.

“Not at all... I'm just doing my job... And the look of bliss upon your 'faces' is almost a reward in and of itself~" The fox murmured encouragingly as he dragged his rod free from the arctic hare's sex.

The half-deflated glands plopped from their snatch with a lurid squelch, finally allowing the seed trapped by that knot to flow out and slowly deflate her gravid belly. The overly productive pool of cream soaked through the paper protecting that cot, before overflowing from the bed's end to land with lurid wet slaps against the sterilized tiled floor. The tool looked just like it had been when it first teased itself between the rodent's legs – albeit in a far thicker glaze of spent seed instead of idle arousal. Not a hint of the man that he had used to be could be seen within that girth anymore... Save, perhaps, for a slight increase in the length's girth and length, and the extra heft carried around by those successful breeder balls.

“Feel free to take your time and relax... I imagine you two will have much to discuss as you adjust to your new lives as 'parents'~ One of the nurses will be here to help you both get cleaned up and arrange your first prenatal examination. Feel free to discuss any problems you might have with them. But for me..." The busy fox glanced at his watch with a smirk. “I think I'm running late for my 3-o-clock appointment."

With that, the doctor slipped his trouser snake back into his pants and walked off, leaving the 'two' to stew in their confused emotions. Until, a few minutes later, a soft faced red wolf male, dressed in an iconic, old school nurse getup padded in through the half ajar doorway. “So... Cash, Credit, or Insurance~?"