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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country. All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM. ********************************************************************************** A Story in an hour or day, these kinds of stories are not edited so it will be a bit rough and might not flow as nicely as some of my others. Sometimes these turn into bigger stories further down the line, but mostly these are just flash in the pan ideas I need to get out of my head before they cause congestion and block other longer story ideas. ********************************************************************************** Beth was in the final year of her studies and had been chosen for an opportunity to study abroad. The young raven-haired vixen had managed to land a spot with a well-off family in the UK, where she would be living with them for two months. At first, everything seemed alright, she got along well with the parents and even their two daughters who were around her age seemed pleasant enough. There was of course the initial barrier of language and accents, but after lots of laughter and signing what they each meant, Beth and her host family soon were getting along like a house on fire. This was further helped by the fact they were also a family of red foxes, so most people just assumed Beth was an American cousin when she was spotted out with them. It was charming in a way; it also helped make her feel a little less homesick as well. It was a little after the first week of her being there that she was finally invited out by her host families two daughters, to which Beth eagerly agreed. It had been a while since she’d last done anything other than study or work, so she was more than ready to let her hair down and have a drink or two. The evening started off well enough, Beth was introduced to a few friends of the daughters, and they too seemed like nice enough people. At least, that was until the mood suddenly shifted and seemed to become more tense. Beth heard one of the girls talk about someone at the bar and called her “Pound Cake”, to which Beth was somewhat offended. When she looked in the direction her little crowd was all looking, they appeared to be staring at what she assumed was an English Badger. Beth had never seen her kind before, but she had heard about their unique black and white pattern, which was plain to see on the person standing at the bar. Beth assumed her crowd was just being the typical group of mean girls, mostly because they were all skinny and pretty, while the badger was definitely far more curvy. It wasn’t like she was obese or anything, not even close, the badger just had a plush backside, wide hips and a pair of very generous breasts. She was actually rather pretty with her black and white striped face, framed by curly red hair and her bright green eyes. “We’re heading out, going to find somewhere less crowded” one of the girls leaned over to say to Beth, though she was clearly indicating they simply did not want to be around the badger. “You go on, I’ll catch up later” Beth replied, deciding to put some distance between these seemingly stuck-up bitches and herself. They didn’t argue or try convincing her otherwise either, her response was just met with a shrug of shoulders before the group left. Once she was on her own, Beth decided to approach the badger and introduce herself. It didn’t take long before she and the badger, Octavia she had learned her name was, were deep in conversation. Octavia was surprisingly easy to talk to and actually a lot of fun, which Beth supposed was why that group of girls didn’t like her. She wasn’t some prissy, stuck up and pretentious girl. If anything, Octavia bordered on being a Tomboy, but not quite. She spoke plainly, drank beer and laughed loudly; it was almost like hanging with her guy friends back home. The badger definitely drank like them at the very least, but she was also generous and was happily buying Beth every other drink as well. Before she knew it, time got away from her and Beth lost track of it, until it was too late. “Shit, I should’ve been home hours ago, the front door will be locked…” the vixen mumbled as she and Octavia finally stumbled from the bar together. “Relax, you can crash at mine…it’s not far anyway” the badger offered with a friendly smile. “You sure? I wouldn’t want to impose…” Beth smiled and reached over to brush her fingers against her new friend’s cheek. “Yeah, won’t be a problem. C’mon then, before you pass out and I have to carry you home” Octavia teased, reaching out to give Beth a swat on the behind to get her moving. Beth just yelped and giggled at the swat, thankful for the relative dark as it hid her blush. “Damn, that’s a firm butt you got there” the badger noted. “I did swimming and track in school” Beth replied as she slipped off her heels and gave a little demonstration by jogging a little ahead of Octavia. “Alright, alright, I believe you…don’t go running off into the night, Usain Bolt” Octavia cautioned while looking around a little nervously. “Streets aren’t safe round here, not like they used to be.” “Oh, right” Beth nodded and returned back beside Octavia, the vixen even wrapped her arms about one of the badgers as she let her lead the way. Octavia wasn’t kidding about how close her place was to the bar, perhaps less than three or four blocks, if that. It didn’t take long before they were safely locked away behind her door in a rather cosy little spot. It wasn’t as big or spacious as Beth was used to back home, but it was nice enough. It definitely had that lived in feeling, like it was someone’s home. There was nothing fancy about it, but it served its purpose. There was a small kitchen, a living room which also served as the dining room, and a single bedroom. “Sorry, only got the one bed and just like me, the couch doesn’t pull out” Octavia teased with a broad grin that made Beth giggle, even though she didn’t know why that was so funny. “Still early, how about another drink?” the badger offered. “I really shouldn’t…” Beth tried to decline, she was already feeling rather tipsy and she knew her limits. “Aww, c’mon…not like you’re going anywhere. You can sleep it off right here” Octavia offered with a friendly smile, though she was already halfway to her kitchen to fetch them drinks. “I…suppose so” Beth finally relented. As Octavia poured their drinks, Beth looked around the small flat and admired some of the trinkets lining the shelves. She also couldn’t help but notice Octavia seemed rather close with some of the other women in the photos she was in, which started to make Beth wonder if the badger might not be gay. Of course, Beth was too polite to come right out and ask though, but it would explain a lot of things she’d said through the evening. “Here you go, lass” the badger said with a broad smile as she handed the vixen a small glass of pink liquid that smelled strongly of strawberries. “Here’s to the breezes, that blow through the treezes and lift the girl’s skirts way above their kneezes!” Octavia drawled out before downing her drink and then staring at Beth expectantly. “Oh, uhm…sure” the vixen replied, now even more convinced than ever that her new friend played for the other team. Beth downed the sweet drink and shuddered, it was very sweet with a bitter aftertaste. Almost immediately she felt the warmth begin to spread through her, which helped her relax. Not long after she felt all warm and cozy, Beth felt her eyes begin to droop and suddenly she couldn’t stop yawning either. “Oh dear, looks like that was the final straw…best get you to bed, young lady” Octavia said with mock seriousness as she looked at her new friend trying to fight another yawn. She was oddly gentle as she helped Beth into bed and even helped to remove her black heels. As soon as Beth’s head hit the pillow, she was out like a light. “There we go, now you just sleep peacefully” the badger said with a growing toothy grin. From where she was standing, she could see a little up Beth’s skirt and get a glimpse of her black lace underwear. Octavia waited a little longer, until Beth’s breathing became even and constant, indicating the gorgeous vixen was fully asleep. She had been watching her all evening, the skimpy little red dress was very eye catching. It showed off all Beth’s assets perfectly, her perky tits, her nice firm ass and those long shapely legs. The badger knew so many of the guys in that bar would’ve been pissed that Beth ended up leaving with her, and for good reason. Octavia knelt beside Beth on her bed as she lightly brushed her hands up along the outside of the vixen’s thighs, her fingers moving up higher and eventually under her short red skirt. When she pulled them back out though, she brought those lacey black underwear down along with them, making sure to gently shift and roll Beth side to side to get them off the unconscious vixen with ease. Once the small patch of material was free, Octavia raised it to her nose and took a deep sniff of them. “Now that’s some prime pussy right there” she grinned to herself, before tucking the panties into the pocket of her denims. “Let’s see if it looks as great as it smells, shall we?” the badger almost growled as she leaned down, this time gently working the bottom of the vixen’s red dress up about her thighs. Once the dress was out the way, she gently guided Beth’s thighs apart to expose her pretty little pink pussy. “Oh my, that is a cute cunt, if ever I saw one” she commented, just before retrieving her phone to snap a few pictures. She even recorded a little video of her gently prying the vixen’s petals apart to get a better look at the inviting inner pinkness beyond. “Fuck me, that’s tight…not virgin tight though” Octavia noted when she sunk a finger inside the sleeping woman’s cunt. Next came Beth’s tits, which Octavia was delighted to see were not encased in a bra, they were actually just that perky. The soft white fur covering her friend’s mounds was exceptionally soft and silky, capped with the cutest little pink nipples which perked rather easily when the badger leaned down to give each a firm suckle in turn. Beth barely reacted to the attention her breasts were getting, at most, the unconscious vixen just huffed a little and arched her back off the badger’s bed. “Damn, those tits taste sweet” Octavia panted softly after coming up for air, her hands each full of vixen titflesh as she all but mauled the passed-out vixen’s chest. “Let’s see if the motor’s running yet” was her next idea, one of the badger’s hands descended down across Beth’s taut belly and down between her thighs, where once again she slipped a finger into the sleeping woman’s cunt. After a few pumps of her digit and finding her suitably slick, Octavia returned the now slick finger to her maw and sucked it clean. “Mmn, might need to dine at the Y before getting my cake” she said with a grin. So, that’s just what the badger did. She descended down to lay between Beth’s thighs, guiding them wider apart as she began to kiss, lick and make out with the unconscious woman’s pussy. Octavia just grinned at the soft whimpers of pleasure Beth made as her clit was sucked and fingers curled inside her cunt to rub against her G spot with obvious skill. The vixen got hotter and more slick, her hips even started to squirm a little, but she still did not wake up. Nor would she, Octavia had slipped enough of her favourite drug into the bitche’s pink drink to knock out an elephant. Hell, she could probably fold Beth over in half and fuck her like a savage and the bitch would be none the wiser. Even bringing Beth to not one, but two climaxes with just her fingers and tongue did not wake her up. Beth would just be having the most erotic dreams of her young life, as far as she was concerned, this was all just in her mind. But Octavia had other plans for the vixen though, plans that she might feel for a few days after. With her muzzle now glistening with vixen cum, the badger slowly rolled Beth over onto her belly and pushed her short red skirt up and over her bare buttocks. “Now that looks like it’s virgin” Octavia commented as she lifted Beth’s bushy tail and pried her buttocks apart to expose the tiny pink hole that was the vixen’s asshole. “Time for cake” she growled, before leaning down and burying her face between Beth’s buttocks. Her soft, slimy tongue making contact with Beth’s vulnerable pucker and quickly beginning to make out with it. Beth huffed and groaned again, her hips shifted a little, but ultimately, she didn’t wake up or really even react. This just emboldened Octavia and soon the badger was lewdly making out with the unconscious vixen’s behind. “Oh my, it looks like you enjoy having your butt played with, Bethany” Octavia smirked when the vixen started to roll her hips and press back against the badger’s tongue. This enticed Octavia to escalate and try something else, namely her fingers and a few smaller toys. The first was a silver vibrator, which the badger set to medium and slowly inserted into the vixen’s pussy. This seemed to make her squirm a little, but it was enough to distract her from the first one, then two fingers Octavia was slowly starting to work under her fluffy tail. With one hand stirring the vibrator about inside the vixen’s pussy, the badger gently and slowly introduced Beth’s backdoor to her fingers as she applied more and more lubrication. Octavia knew what she was doing though, and soon she had the vixen huffing once again as she rolled and shifted her hips back against both the toy in her and the fingers under her tail. “I think you’re ready for your debut, Beth” Octavia smirked as she withdrew her fingers from her friends by now, very well-prepared backdoor. The badger slipped off the bed and began to undress, though she did make sure to turn the toy still buried up Beth’s cunt up a notch or two. Octavia clipped her phone into the tripod at the foot of her bed and began to record, which at the moment just had a clear shot of the silver toy happily buzzing about in Beth’s pussy. But soon, the naked badger came into view, with a rather hefty strapon cinched about her waist. She grinned at the camera while saying her catch phrase “Time to pound some cake, with Pound Cake” before she climbed onto the bed and knelt over Beth’s behind. The camera captured the moment Octavia claimed Beth’s anal virginity with her thick black cock, slowly sinking the length down and under the vixen’s held aloft tail. The camera caught the exact moment the vixens little pink star was split wide and forced to swallow all eight inches of hard rubber, rubber which was sculpted into an incredibly lifelike cock, complete with veins and balls. Even the soft drawn-out groan of the vixen losing her anal cherry was caught by the badger’s phones microphone, along with the way her toes curled and her feet kicked. “Shh, that’s a good girl” Octavia cooed softly as she gently caressed the vixen’s flank, just before she slowly pulled her hips almost all the way back, only keeping the very tip of her fake cock trapped inside the snug ring of Beth’s asshole. “You’ll start liking it real soon, just hang in there” the badger encouraged, just as she slowly sank her hips back down, forcing that fat, fake cock back into the unconscious Beth’s guts. This time, Beth groaned louder and kicked a little harder, but Octavia didn’t stop. She just kept up her slow and steady fucking of the vixen’s backside, kept on pounding her cake. The faster the badger began to fuck her butt, the more the vixen grunted and kicked her feet, but still Octavia did not stop, she did not even slow down. Beth sat with wide eyes as she watched the scene unfold on her phone, she had completed her time over in the UK and was now headed back home. As soon as her plane had taken off, she’d received a message from Octavia which simply said “Hope to see you again soon!” and contained a couple different links. When she opened the first one, it displayed the first time she had gone over to Octavia’s after a night out and gotten drunk. She didn’t remember anything from that night, other than her butt being a bit sore the morning after. The badger had simply explained it away by telling Beth she’d been showing off a cartwheel and landed rather hard on her backside in the middle of the street. They had hung out a few times after that, each time involved drinking and each time Beth had blacked out and woken the next day with strange aches and pains. Now she knew why, Octavia had been recording herself fucking the unconscious Beth with ever increasingly bigger strapons. The last of which fucking looked like a horse cock, but somehow Beth had managed to fit it up her ass. That was the last link Octavia had sent, the video showing the barely conscious vixen sitting in her lap, with the fake horse cock buried up her ass and the slight bulge of it showing in her belly. She wanted to be mad, to be furious even, but for some reason she just couldn’t. She’d read a few comments under the videos and seen all the compliments that had been aimed her way, despite the content of the videos, it seemed Octavia’s following was strangely polite and really seemed to like her. They were the entire reason the badger had even recorded so many videos with her it seemed, something she didn’t seem to do very often, at least judging by the other videos on Octavia’s channel. Instead of anger and fury, Beth felt strangely calm, perhaps even a little flattered and maybe excited? There weren’t a lot of views on the videos either, so it seemed they had only been shared with a very closeknit community. In some strange way, Octavia had turned her into a minor celebrity in a very niche section of the world. Still though, the badger had taken advantage of her and popped her anal cherry without permission, she would have to pay for that, one day.