Fox Shelter Adventures
Fox Shelter: Adventures of An Albino Fox
In Which I Get To Meet A New And Special Neighbour
It was a clear, but not very cold, winter night with a full moon bathing my Enclosure in a soft, pale light. The previous days it had grown warmer, the winter's sun melting away the snow of the weeks before. During the day I had actually enjoyed taking a sun bath on my elevated wooden platform in my Enclosure, a pastime not very common winter. Yet during the night I like to stretch my legs in the nearby forest, as my Enclosure doesn't allow me the space to have an enjoyable walk.
This night, however, I had returned earlier than usual. The reason for this was the creature that had been brought into the neighbouring Enclosure a few weeks ago. It was a vixen with a beautiful orange-red winter fur coat and a heavenly musky scent, whom I liked to observe from my own Enclosure.
Thus arriving at the Shelter I went through my secret breach in my Enclosure and hid it again with the debris that had originally been placed there by the Humans to discourage me from digging under the fence (Humans really underestimate us foxes at times). That done, I stealthily climbed upon my elevated wooden platform, reachable by a plank, which had been placed there by the Humans for my enjoyment.
When I had settled upon it, I used all of my senses to observe the vixen behind the far fence. It was indeed a perfect night for observing my neighbour. The full moon gave enough light for me to make out her beautiful form, and the wind, a soft breeze, came from exactly the right direction for her sounds and her lovely scent to be carried to my sensitive nose. She appeared to be totally absorbed in playing with one of the toys the Humans had given her: a cardboard box. Good, I thought, that she hadn't noticed me yet, for she wouldn't notice me now as the wind came from the wrong direction and foxes seldom look upwards.
So I relaxed and watched her play for a while, jumping against and around it, thereby showing off her well-built body. As always when I observed her like this, I felt a strange pleasure going through my body, a feeling I had never before experienced.
Suddenly, the vixen stopped her game and started sniffing over the ground as if searching for something. I watched on intently, curious for what she would do now. Then, to my pleasant surprise, she turned her backside to me, squatted over a tuft of grass and raised her tail, giving me a good view of her tail hole and her vixen cavity. Out of this cavity now came a ray of fluid which was sprinkled over the tuft of grass, soaking it thoroughly. The sight of her marking her territory and, especially, the smell of that fluid, her vixen perfume, filled me with an ecstasy I had never known before. I wanted that I would've been right behind her there and now, to push my snout against her backside and inhale that wonderful scent.
At the same time I also noticed a more physical experience, eerie yet pleasurable, emanating from between my hind legs. I was very curious to see what was happening there, and as soon as the vixen was ready and had lowered her tail protectively over her hind quarters again, I lifted a hind paw and turned my head towards my crotch. Astonished, I saw that my sheath was bulging and that my penis was swelling out of it. Not alarmed by this, due to the pleasurable feeling it seemed to give, I sniffed up and indulged in the erotic scent it was giving off. I gave it a final lick and saw it throbbing out of its sheath even more. Then I quickly turned my head forward again to do some more vixen viewing.
Yet in my haste and euphoria I didn't notice that I had lowered my hind paw exactly onto a patch of compressed snow which hadn't yet been molten away by the sun. My paw slipped and my hind body was flung off the platform. I tried to hold on with my forepaws but due to the suddenness of the slip and the clouded state of my mind I couldn't find a grip and fell painfully down on my right flank. I immediately jumped up and regained my posture, but it was of course too late already. A hushed, but urgent, voice at the far fence called out: "How are you? Are you hurt? How bad is it?"
"Oh, I'm fine. Really. Nothing bad happened", I replied sullenly, mad at myself for being so clumsy.
"Are you sure? Why don't you come over here so that I can check and nurse your body. We could sniff each other as well then."
"Really, I'm alright", but I started walking towards the fence anyway, as her voice was so soft and luring.
"It's because of those stupid patches of ice", I said, while walking to the fence, "that you can sometimes slip, you know. Winter really makes it difficult for us foxes", as if that would explain my clumsiness.
I half expected a witty reply, but as I reached the fence, behind which she was standing, she just pushed her nose against my muzzle, sniffing up my scent, and I gladly did the same.
Then she said softly: "Please turn your flank towards me", and so I did.
She started to search my flank for wounds with her snout through the gaps of the fence.
"Hey, you're the fox who's always lazying on the platform, aren't you?", she asked while going through my fur.
I answered, tilting my ears to the sides and bowing down my face: "Well, yes, I guess I must be a lazy fox."
"You have a beatiful fur colour."
I startled. Most other foxes had regarded me as a freak because of my albinism and I was half afraid that she would think the same. "R-Really? You don't think it's weird?"
"I think it looks lovely!"
I tailwagged while she continued searching, and when she found no wounds, I said cheerfully: "You see? I told you I was alright!"
Nevertheless, she started licking and grooming my flank's fur which was ruffled by the fall. The feeling of her soft tongue moving over my flank gave me that pleasurable feeling again, and for a moment I enjoyed it. Then I noticed that my penis, which had gone back into its sheath after my fall, was swelling out again between my legs, and I fervently hoped that the vixen wouldn't notice it. I felt her moving her nose going from my flank to my hip, slowing down, licking my ruffled hip fur into place, then changing direction, slowly going downwards with her nose to my thigh. By that time I had almost started trembling from the ecstatic feeling and thought that she would surely discover my unsheathed maleness now. Then, suddenly, she took her nose away from my thigh and I felt a wave of relief coming over me. She appeared not to have noticed after all!
But then she asked: "Is this your first time?"
"F-first time? How do you mean?", I stuttered, fearing I already knew the answer to that.
"First time with a vixen?"
I was puzzled by that, "With a vixen? Well, no, there were my sisters of course."
She giggled, "No silly fox, that's not what I mean! Let me ask it in a different way: is this the first time your dog-fox tool swells up like that?"
This startled me, and for a few seconds I couldn't say anything. Then: "W-well, yes."
She wagged her tail, "Then you're still a pretty young fox!"
And before I could reply, she poked her snout between my hind legs, sniffing up the scent of my swollen 'dog-fox tool'. I stood completely taut, unable to move, while she was inspecting me. What she did next, though, made me utter a stifled yelp: I suddenly felt her soft, wet tongue making contact with the base of my penis, and softly moving it towards the tip. I felt a shudder all over my body, while my penis was throbbing and growing bigger. She repeated her treatment again, and I couldn't help but loll my tongue from my muzzle and pant. When I turned my head to the right to watch my vixen, I noticed that she had moved her flank near the fence just as I had. Her tail was raised and wagging from time to time. I moved my snout through the fence towards her hind quarters. First, I held my nose in front of her tail hole and took its scent into me. Then I lowered my muzzle, poking it into her vixen hole, indulging in the sexy scent. And while she was licking my maleness, I gave her the same treatment for her vixen part, going over the complete cavity and tasting its muskiness on my tongue. She trembled and I felt the hot air of her gasp over my genitals. Then she continued her licking even more vigourously, ocassionally reaching out for my other dog-fox playthings hanging between my legs. My panting got more frequent. I felt my penis couldn't possibly grow more stiff than it was now, and dimly wondered how big it was. An ominous, yet ecstatic, feeling was now originating from my lower body, and growing in intensity, until I couldn't resist anymore. My body started convulsing, I sensed hot fluid being shot against my front paws, and felt an indescribable feeling of relief.
When the feeling had subsided and my panting had become less frequent, I turned towards the vixen. There was a fluid dripping from her muzzle, which she was licking away with her tongue. I reached for her snout and helped her lick the places she couldn't reach, tasting the fluid's strange salty taste. Then I noticed the same fluid sticking to my front legs, and cleaned them as well.
"Did I do that?", I asked the vixen, pointing at her muzzle.
She tailwagged, "Yes, it was a present of your big foxy plaything."
I suddenly noticed that my penis still felt incredibly stiff, and turned my head towards my crotch. The sheath was not visible anymore and at the base of the penis an extra thick swelling had appeared. Yet what surprised me the most was the enormous size my penis had grown to. I blurted out, more to myself than the vixen, "I didn't know that it could swell so much!"
"It sure does, and it's pure pleasure to have it inside", she answered cryptically.
I ignored her strange remark, and asked another, slightly urgent, question: "My penis will shrink again now, won't it?"
"No..."
"What!?"
"...but it will in due time. You'll just have to put up with having a big protrusion hanging between your legs", she commented mischieveously.
"Oh", and I relaxed somewhat again and sat down, my penis sticking out from between my front legs, "So, this is not the first time you see a dog-fox doing this?"
She bowed her head and sighed, "Only once before. But we got sort of...interrupted back then."
Then she walked to the left and back to the right, observing the fence, "I hate the Humans for not allowing us to be together!"
"But we can dig a hole under the fence. We just have to remove one of the stones or planks that the Humans have placed against it."
"I tried that already, but they're too heavy to lift!", she wailed.
"I know. You have to use another object, like a branch, to push it away."
She looked puzzled, so I stood up and walked through my Enclosure, awkwardly at first, as I was not used to walking with a bulging penis between my legs. I fetched one of the branches which were also given by the Humans as amusement. I don't think that They had intended it for the purpose I was now going to use it for, but I was sure it was going to give me some amusement. I returned to the fence, and wriggled the branch behind one of the planks, vixen watching on curiously. When the branch was properly wedged, I levered it backwards, thereby pushing the plank away from the fence, revealing soft, diggable earth.
"You see? Now you only have to do the same on your side and then we can dig under the fence."
Astonished, she exclaimed, "What a clever fox you are!", and she repeated the procedure after fumbling the first two times.
Comfortingly, I said: "Hey, it took me much more retries than you when I first did this!", and started digging through the earth.
When I was through, she immediately greeted me with a noselick and danced around me excitedly, "I'm so happy we could come together!"
Her enthusiasm infected me and I started dancing together with her. For a while, we danced, chased each other and played silly games, during which my penis shrunk back into its sheath again.
We ended up lying on the ground together, snuggling each other closely. I was nuzzling her muzzle, and gave her a playful lovebite. Then, she whispered: "Shall we escape the Shelter tonight?"
"Why would we do that?", I asked, perplexed.
"Why, so that we are free from those Humans of course!", she exclaimed, as if she didn't understand how I could ask such a question.
"But the Humans are giving us food and shelter for free. What more could you ask for?"
"Freedom! To run my own life, and to walk freely without being enclosed. And freedom from those Humans that come sometimes to touch and bother us!"
"But we can walk freely already with the trick I showed you. And you'll get used to Humans in time, believe me. Anyway, the way you act towards them will certainly keep them from touching you." (She had actually made quite a fuss when a Human had tried that)
After my answer silence fell for some minutes, both of us pondering. Then I asked: "Do you really want to leave the Shelter?"
She looked into my eyes, "I want to be wherever you are."
"Does that mean that you would stay here if I stayed?"
"If I have to, yes."
I jumped and did a small dance around her and licked her all over face, "You make me so happy!"
She stood up as well, wagging her tail, "But I'm going to make you pay for that!"
Then she playfully bit me in my chest fur, and ran through her Enclosure, "Try to catch me if you can!"
And for some time, we chased each other again. At a sudden time, when she had catched me, I sat down, panting from all the running around. But instead of settling herself next to me, she walked around me and turned her hind quarters towards my back. To my surprise, one of many I had had tonight, she lifted her tail and squatted against me, pushing her backside against me. I felt her warm butt leaning against my lower back, and her raised tail resting over my upper back. Wondering what would happen next, I suddenly felt a hot stream of fluid being sprayed over my back. She was soaking me with her vixen perfume! The smell and the thought of it turned me on again, giving me that pleasant, erotic feeling.
She stood up and called from behind me in a mischieveous voice: "Now you're mine!"
I turned around swiftly, half pounced her, grabbed her by her scruff and lifted my hind paw and, even as my penis was bulging out of my sheath, I marked her, spraying a ray of dog-fox urine out of my penis against my vixen's flank. When I was ready, I lowered my paw and released her scruff again, and I said, panting: "Now we belong to each other."
We tailwagged and jumped up to each other. Then she noticed my dog-fox tool had pretty much grown again, and started her special dog-fox treatment again, which I so dearly enjoyed. And while she was lapping my penis, I did the same to her warm, wet and smelly vulva.
Suddenly, an irresistable compulsion came over me, making me jump up with my forepaws on the back of my vixen, and pushing my pelvic region, and my fully erect penis, against her flank. This made her bolt away from me though, and she snarled at me in my face. Then she ran away through her Enclosure with her tail held high, showing both her cavities, and I couldn't resist following after her. After a minute of cat-and-mouse-gaming like that, she slowed and I caught up with her, not stopping when I reached her, but jumping straight upon her, and felt my penis being driven into her vixen hole as far as it could go. And there I was, resting my chin and chest on my vixen's back, my front legs hanging down her flanks, and rhythmically pushing my lower body against her backside, feeling my penis being rubbed along the inside of her cavity, and a feeling of pure lust and ecstasy coming over me. Now I started getting the familiar convulsions again. I bit my vixen's scruff, holding on tightly and sniffing up her scent while I felt my penis spurting out its dog-fox fluid. I released her scruff, but kept on thrusting against her backside a few moments, then stopped, and dismounted.
I wanted to move away, but to my distress, my penis didn't come out of my vixen's hole, and this caused our hind legs to get entangled and we fell to the ground. She recovered herself earlier than I did, and dragged me upwards painfully.
I wailed out, "My penis is stuck!"
But she said, slightly irritated, "Of course, silly, the swelling at the base of your penis, your knot, is being held back by my vulva. When your penis starts shrinking we can get loose again."
A bit comforted by this, but still uneasy, I said: "But then we're stuck to each other for some time."
"What better way of spending some time closely together", and she dropped down, painfully dragging me to the ground again, causing me to fall half over her. And so we snuggled close and warmly again, waiting for release, while the chilly winter morning started to dawn.
As we watched the sun rise, she stood up anxiously all of a sudden, jerking me upwards again in a very painful way. At that moment I wondered how much more my penis could take before being ripped off. When I had recovered, I heard her shouting in a panicky voice: "The Humans will soon come and see us together! We need to get loose again!"
Then she started pulling my knot, trying to get loose.
"Eep! Stop that! That hurts! The Humans won't come out that soon, and my penis should start shrinking any moment. Now calm yourself and be patient."
She stopped pulling, but we kept standing, hind quarters pressed against each other, and I felt her anxiously stirring from time to time. Somewhat later her impatience got the better of her and she pulled again. This time I felt the knot popping out of her vixen hole. Immediately, I started licking and tending to my poor abused penis, while I saw it shrinking back into its sheath again. Then my vixen suddenly pushed me against my flank: "You have to go back to your Enclosure! I heard a sound coming from the Humans' den!"
Alerted, I perked up my ears and indeed heard some vague sounds there. I ran to the hole under our shared fence and went through it as fast as I could. When I came through I called out to my vixen: "Cover the entrance on your side again with the plank. Use the same trick I showed you!"
And I proceeded doing the same on my side, taking my play-branch in my muzzle and levering up the plank on my side with it. Due to my anxiety, though, I let the branch slip from under the plank, causing it to fall down painfully on one of my paws, and before I could stop myself, I let out a shrill "Eep!"
I lifted my paw to my muzzle to lick it but then I heard the footsteps of a Human approaching my Enclosure. I cursed myself, and without licking my paw, I grabbed the branch and pushed it under the plank again. This time I succeeded in levering up the plank, and in the instant the plank got turned over and covered up the hole, I heard the door to my Enclosure on the far side being opened. To avoid suspicion, I trotted away from the plank, still having my branch in my mouth. As I came running like that towards the entrance, the Human, who had now come into my Enclosure, uttered a shrill and repetitive sound. Then it took the branch out of my muzzle and threw it to the far side of the Enclosure. At first, that action puzzled me. Then it struck me that this might be an initiation of some sort of Human game, as Humans, though smart in certain respects, sometimes have really simplistic games. I ignored the invitation as I regarded it below my level, and padded over to a platform, climbed upon it and curled up lazily. The Human came over and scratched my head for a little while, then left the Enclosure.
The rest of the day was spent mostly like that. It was a Visiting Day again, on which a bunch of Humans came to the Shelter to scratch and stroke us, a treatment which I wouldn't say no to. When I looked towards the Enclosure of my vixen, I noticed she was following my example and actually letting herself get touched, albeit cautiously, wincing at times. As I regarded her, I felt my maleness coming out of its sheath again, which for some reason caused a commotion amongst the Humans. I ignored this and full of anticipation I awaited the coming of a next exciting night.
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