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It was dusk outside, a Friday evening, and Eddison and Renae Burgess were about to leave for the night. The married couple, both of them shire horses, over six feet in height and heavy-boned, Eddison with a black body and a white face and white feet while Renae was a champagne color, were exceptionally well dressed, in a tuxedo and a silvery backless sequin gown respectively. They both had the faces of shire horses, that familiar long horse face but with a hump, and their fur was shaggy and immaculate.

Waiting in the hallway of the couple's suburban home was Nixon Moon. Nix was sixteen. A wolf, his fur was grey fur with black streaks. He was a regular height, regular build, just... regular, all-round regular. He was wearing khaki cargo shorts and a breezy black vest that had a sports team logo on the front. His hands were in his pockets and he was staring dejectedly at his bare canine feet.

Nix was moping. It wasn't his idea to be here tonight. Three days ago his girlfriend, Shayla, had dumped him, and the next day she had come to school with some other dude. He had driven Shayla to school in his obnoxiously loud classic American muscle car. The dude, who Nix only referred to as 'that asshole' or 'that shithead', even in his mind, was older, in the grade above, and taller and cooler, and had more money and more friends. It was a blatant trade-up on Shayla's part. Ditch the zero, get with the hero. He wasn't even angry. Nix found it hard to blame her. Needless to say his self-esteem was at rock bottom.

This babysitting job had been the idea of Nix's best friend, a constantly sniggering jokester jackal named Bolton Fields. Bolton was the Burgess's regular babysitter and they had booked him for the night, but when Nix got dumped and became visibly depressed the jackal had cancelled and offered Nix as a stand-in. It'll be good for you, he had promised, this is exactly what you need, you'll have fun, trust me, you'll thank me in the morning. After much cajoling Nix had agreed to come along tonight. He was only here now because of that promise, which he had been pressured into making and regretted. If it were up to him he would be sitting alone in his bedroom, staring into space, listening to Dry Your Eyes by The Streets on an endless loop.

Eddison came into the hall in his tux. He was adjusting his cuffs. "Thanks for coming" he said, "I want you to know my wife and I really appreciate you stepping in on such short-notice."

"Its fine" said Nix. He had removed his hands from his pockets and perked up. He didn't want anyone asking him why he looked so sad, so he tried not to look sad.

"You've got our emergency number?" Eddison asked.

"Yeah, it's saved to my contacts list."

"There's money for pizza on the kitchen counter, make sure you remember to tip the delivery guy. There should be enough there."

"I will" said Nix.

"We'll be home sometime around mid-morning, you're OK to sleep here tonight?"

"Yeah." He had a toothbrush in his pocket.

"Feel free to sleep wherever you want, don't worry too much about cleaning up, so long as you're comfortable that's the priority."

"OK, good" said Nix.

"Great," said Eddison. "Well I think that's everything, uh... Oh! Have you met Daisy yet?"

Daisy was his daughter, the little girl Nix would be looking after tonight. "Um, not exactly" said Nix evasively. He had been moping in the hall and basically hiding from the kid he would be babysitting for the next fifteen hours.

"Come on, I'll introduce you" said the heavy horse with the white face. He went to the living room and Nix slouched along after him.

Daisy was jumping on the sofa. A cartoon was playing on the TV. The little equine was brown and long limbed and with a shiny straight black mane and tail. She wore a pair of denim micro shorts and a tight pink top with a flower on the front. Her large dark eyes were fixated on the TV. She was eleven years old.

"Sweetheart, what did we agree?" said Eddison sternly.

"I wasn't jumping I was only standing!" said Daisy, and the filly immediately pulled in her legs and flopped heavily onto the sofa, and sat with her long legs curled under her.

"No jumping" her father said.

"I wasn't jumping!" she insisted in a shrill voice.

Eddison sighed. "We'll talk more about this later" he said. He stepped aside so she could see the teenage wolf trailing in his wake. "This is Nixon, he's going to be your sitter tonight. Say hi to him."

"Hi Nixon!" she said excitedly.

"Hey..." said Nix, he was having trouble keeping up his positive façade, his hands were in his pockets again.

Just then Renae came into the living room. The big champagne mare was dazzling in her dress. She was adjusting her earrings. "Are you ready?" she asked her husband.

"What do you mean am I ready? I've been ready for the last hour, I've been waiting for you" said Eddison. He was bemused and only faintly exasperated.

"Are you ready now though?" she asked, similarly exasperated as her husband was apparently unable to answer a simple question without being dramatic.

"Yes" said Eddison.

"Does the sitter have everything?" she asked.

"I think so."

Renae stopped fiddling with her earrings and spoke to Nix. "Do you have our emergency number?"

"In my phone, yeah" said Nix.

"There's money for pizza in the kitchen, make sure you tip the delivery guy."

"Sure."

"Are you OK to stay the night?"

"Darling," Eddison stepped in before Nix could answer, "I went over this with him a moment ago."

"Well OK" she said, she obviously wanted to say well how was I supposed to know but resisted the temptation. "If that's everything... do you have any questions for us?"

"Uh, yeah, actually, there was one, umm..." said Nix. "Do I need to use a condom?"

The two parents seemed taken aback. They turned their heads and looked at each other, and after a heavy moment of silence they started sniggering. "He's so polite!" said Renae.

"I know" said Eddison. The two adult equines were being good humored but all Nix could see was a joke at his expense. If his self-esteem had been a little better he wouldn't have found it so painful.

"No, you don't have to use a condom" said Eddison, plainly. "We're a rubber-free household."

"I'm on the pill!" Daisy added chirpily from the couch.

"We're used to cleaning the sheets around here" said Renae. "But it was sweet of you to ask" she added. Nix was glad she added that sentiment, it made him feel better.

"Honey," said Eddison, turning to his wife "we'd better get going if we want to make the orgy on time."

"There is such a thing as fashionably late" said Renae, even so she started with her husband towards the hallway.

"If we don't leave soon all the hottest wives will be taken" Eddison complained as the draft horse couple made their way slowly in the direction of the front door.

"Just wait twenty minutes, they become available again" said Renae. "I tell you the same thing every week."

"They get stretched out."

"Oh please!" said Renae. In the hallway she picked up a white leather clutch bag.

"They feel different, I don't know..." Eddison mused aloud.

Nix had followed them and the three of them now stood together by the front door. Renae faced Nix again. "Just remember what we talked about over the phone. Daisy has a lot of energy, you're probably going to have to screw her at least twice tonight, and there's a good chance that she'll want to go again in the morning. Ride her hard and put her away wet. If you have trouble there's an aphrodisiac on the dresser in our bedroom."

"She'll probably ask you to take her backdoor" Eddison added. "That's fine if you want to, but try to remember that she's not very experienced with that kind of thing. Be gentle, and try to avoid knotting her. If you can help it."

"I'm sure he'll be fine" said Renae.

"I know, but it's a parent's job to worry" said Eddison. "We'll see you tomorrow morning."

"Yeah" said Nix. He stood in the door while the two horses went to their car in the dusk. The long hairs that covered their big hooves swished as they walked, and Nix noticed that the back of Renae's dress was so low that it exposed the top part of her rump. "Enjoy your orgy" he said politely as they got in their car.

"We always do" said Renae, she was smiling as she got into the car. The car doors shut, the engine came on followed by the headlights, and they backed out of the drive.

~~~~

Nixon lived in a free-love society. Casual sex was common from the age of baseline sexual maturity onwards. It was an open thing. There was graphic sexual content on TV all day (but not violence, which was only available on late-night subscription channels), and Sex Ed was in the school curriculum the same as math or history. Orgies were common, between coworkers, friends, neighbors, teammates on sports teams, church congregations and so on. Nix had them at school. They held them after class in the gymnasium, or on the sports field if the weather was nice. Some people went around naked or bottomless. People literally fucked in the street. And every family talked openly about sex. It simply wasn't a taboo topic. I mean, clearly.

Nix closed the front door and returned to the living room. He stood in the doorway. Daisy was once again standing on the cushions. She was watching the TV. Her back was to him. He noticed, without really meaning to, that she had not yet grown into her body. She was the product of her mom and dad, but she was not yet like them. Her brown coat was short and lustrous, not shaggy, and while her limbs were long they were not yet heavy or bulky. Her hooves were small and dainty, and her filly tail barely fell to her thighs, unlike her parents whose tails hung to their heels.

He didn't really look because he wasn't in the mood. He sat on the couch beside her. "What are you watching?" he asked in the weary voice of the recently heartbroken.

"Super Special Friends" Daisy replied, she wasn't jumping but bouncing lightly up and down.

"What's it about?" Nix asked.

"You won't like it" she said. "It's for girls."

"I might like it" said Nix. He actually wanted to watch the show. It looked cheerful and safe. He didn't want to deal with anything important right now, he was more than happy to regress into the colorful world of kid's TV.

Nix sat and watched the cartoon. Daisy stopped jumping and sat beside him. They watched in silence. It was about superheroes. He had missed the start but by the end the super friends had defeated their nemesis and saved the day. Daisy had the clicker, she turned off the TV as the credits rolled.

"Are you called Nixon because of the president?" she asked him suddenly.

"What?"

"Wasn't there a president called Nixon?"

"Yeah... but that's not where my name is from" said the grey wolf awkwardly.

"So why did your parents call you Nixon?" she was insistent. She was on her knees in the middle of the couch staring at him, and Nix was sitting normally with an arm on the armrest. He was rolling his head and awkwardly looking anywhere except at her. He didn't want to have any conversations with anyone right now. He wanted to be left alone.

"There was a TV show my dad really liked around the time I was born" he said "it was called Band of Brothers. My dad's favorite character was called Captain Nixon, and..."

"Was he a boat captain?" Daisy interrupted.

"He was an army captain."

"Was he a good army captain?" she asked.

"Not really."

"Do you want to be an army captain one day?"

"I don't think so."

"So you're gonna be a boat captain then" she said, she was smiling at him. She was having fun with him. "Unless you get seasick, then you can't be a boat captain. Do you get seasick?"

"No" said Nix.

"Have you been on a boat before?"

"Yeah, actually."

"Did you get seasick?"

"Nope."

"You're gonna be a boat captain" she announced confidently. "I can tell, you look like a boat captain."

"Do I?" Nix asked. He was pursing his hips to keep from smiling. His lips kept trying to pull upwards. He didn't want to be happy right now, Daisy's jokes were cheering him up basically against his will. "So what does a boat captain look like?" he asked.

"Like you" she said. He walked right into that one. "The same as you except with a boat captain's hat."

"I better buy a hat then."

"Yeah, you had better" said Daisy, she was really beaming now. "You'd look pretty fuckin' silly without the hat. And a boat. You gotta buy a boat. You would look even sillier if you had the hat and no boat."

"Boats are pretty expensive" said Nix.

"You could start with a small one and work your way up."

"A rowboat."

"Yeah!" she exclaimed with such enthusiasm that she bounced on the cushion. Her hands rested on her bare thighs. There was a pause in the silly conversation.

"Do your parents let you swear?" Nix asked, eventually.

"Ummm... yes" she said slowly, rolling her eyes around in their sockets and showing the whites. "But you don't have to tell them I said fuck."

"I won't tell them" said Nix.

"Great!" she said. "But you could if you wanted, because I am allowed."

"Yeah, I totally believe you" said Nix. He was smiling against his wishes. He took his phone out of his pocket and checked the time. It was close to dinner time. "Do you want pizza?" he asked.

"Yeah I want a pizza" said Daisy exuberantly. "I want a 'piece-a' that dick in my puss."

Nix instantly deflated and became entirely morose. He had been expecting this. From the moment he accepted Bolton's offer to babysit he knew what he was getting into. He didn't want to fuck her. It was nothing personal. He didn't want to fuck anybody right now.

"I'm not in the mood..." he mumbled sourly and got up from the couch. "I'm going to order the pizza" he said, and he slouched through to the kitchen.

~~~~

Nix ordered the pizza on the phone in the kitchen. They watched another cartoon while they waited. They talked some more. Daisy started calling him 'Nixie'. Nix didn't like the name, but he was sorry for rejecting her sexual advance, worrying that he had hurt her feelings when she was only trying to be friendly, and so he let it slide.

The delivery guy came and Nix tipped him with the money Daisy's parents had left for that purpose. They ate sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, and afterwards they broke up the boxes and put the cardboard in the recycling. Then they washed their greasy fingers and returned to the living room. They sat on the couch but didn't turn on the TV.

"Do you have any homework?" Nix asked.

"I don't have to do homework on Fridays" she said.

"Oh" said Nix. He was disappointed. He would have enjoyed losing himself in some long division, or an essay about George Washington, or something else distracting.

"Why don't you want to have sex with me?" Daisy asked him suddenly.

"Uh, well..." Nix grimaced and looked away from her. He scratched the back of his neck. "I just got out of a relationship, on Tuesday..."

"What happened?"

"Uh..." Nix really didn't want to talk about this right now.

"Did you get dumped?" she asked in the same bright, energetic voice. She had no idea how insensitive she was being.

"She... yeah, I mean... kind of... but it's not that simple."

"Did you think you were going to marry her?" Daisy asked him bluntly.

"No" Nix answered moodily.

"Then what are you so fuckin' sad for?" she asked bemusedly. Nix turned his head sharply and scowled at her. "What? You just admitted that you were gonna break up with her sooner or later anyway."

"That's not what I said" said Nix.

"Yes it is."

"You don't understand" he said heatedly, and then he stopped. He sighed and stared at his lap. He liked Daisy. He didn't want to be mad at her.

"Yeah, maybe" she said charitably. She could see that she had upset him and she backed off. They were sitting side by side on the couch. Daisy pulled one leg up onto the cushion and turned to face him as they sat. "Does it really suck, getting dumped?"

"Yes" he said testily.

"How long were you boyfriend and girlfriend for?"

Nix sighed before he answered. "Eight months."

"That's not so long" said Daisy. "My mom and dad have been married for fourteen years."

"I guess..."

"But it still sucks?"

"Yeah."

"Do you wish she was your girlfriend again?" Daisy asked.

Nix slunk his shoulders and stared into space as he thought about it. "No" he said, and he was fairly sure he meant it. Maybe 90% sure.

"So... if you don't want her back, why are you sad that she's gone?" Daisy asked.

"Because..." this conversation was really difficult, it was hard answering the filly's tactless questions. "Because it feels crappy" he said eventually.

"Aww, poor Nixie" the brown filly put her hand on his shoulder. "It's gonna be OK" she said and she rubbed his shoulder.

"It's not that bad" said Nix. And it really wasn't that bad. Part of him wanted to feel sad forever, to wallow in sadness, but another part of him knew he would lose this feeling eventually. He had that much self-awareness.

"Do you want some help... feeling better?" she asked.

Nix exhaled sharply through his black canine nose. Here we go, he thought. Daisy was trying to get into his pants again. Only this time the corners of his lips curled up and his heart didn't sink inside his chest. "That's... you don't need to do that."

"Yeah, obviously I don't need to, but what if I want to" she insisted. She knelt on the middle cushion and faced him. She was beaming. "Come on. Why not?"

"No, I..." Nix said half-heartedly, he turned his head away.

"You're smiling" she crooned at him almost mockingly. When she mentioned it Nix tried to stop smiling but it made him smile even more until he was basically sniggering. It was checkmate. Daisy had him.

"That doesn't mean anything" he said lamely.

"I'm gonna_make_ you feel better" said Daisy. She moved closer, and then swung a long brown leg over and straddled his lap. He tried to avoid her, but wrapped her slender brown arms around his neck and made herself unavoidable. Her petite filly muzzle was a half-inch from Nix's wolfy snout. Daisy leaned in and whispered in his ear: "I'll suck your dick."

Nix turned his head and their faces almost touched. He looked at her inquiringly, as if to say 'are you serious?', and she raised an eyebrow as if to say 'hell yeah I'm serious'.

"Um... OK" he said. "I guess we could do that."

~~~~

Daisy opened proceedings by taking off her shirt. She tugged it over her head and tossed it. No bra. Bare shoulders and bare chested. She was almost flat, subtle swells of fatty tissue elevated her small dark brown nipples. Daisy took Nix's hand and brought it to her chest, and she beamed at him as he palmed at her small boobs and rubbed her nipples with his thumbs. Nix returned her grin. Daisy's skin was hot under his hands, her coat of needle hairs was glossy and smooth. Ordinarily Nix wasn't attracted to younger partners but he was willing to make an exception.

Daisy reached for his vest. Nix leaned forward so she could pull it over his head. Then it was her turn to touch him. She ran her fingers through his fur.

"Do you want to kiss?" Nix asked. It was polite to ask, some folks didn't like to kiss casual partners.

"OK" said Daisy. They brought their muzzles together, kissed hesitantly and pulled apart, and then they came together again and kissed for real. Their tongues touched and their lips made wet smacking sounds. Nix moved his hands to her waist, and slipped lower and squeezed her butt through her micro shorts. Daisy ran her fingers through the shaggy fur on the back of his head as they made out together.

He could feel one of hands slipping lower. She was fiddling with his belt. There was no buckle exactly, he was wearing a cloth belt held on by two loops of metal. Daisy had to stop kissing him and look at what she was doing. Nix looked too and watched her untie his belt and flip the two ends apart.

"Keep going" Nix urged her quietly.

And she did. She opened the button and pulled down the zipper, revealing a pair of light grey boxer-briefs. Daisy caught his eye and then slipped a hand into his waistband. The filly found his plump sheath, wrapped her fingers around it and pumped his cock. Nix got hard quickly, he was sixteen after all, and approximately six and half inches of blood red wolfcock rose up out of his sheath, uninflated knot and all. She tugged his underwear down so it was under his balls and jacked his shaft while she sat on his lap.

"I'm gonna have some fun with this" she said delightedly.

"Yeah, I'll bet" said Nix. He was fluttery, Daisy's hand on his cock did that to him.

Then Daisy got off his lap. She shuffled back and stood up, then she folded herself onto the carpet in front of him. Nix slouched on the sofa cushion and parted his thighs, to give her access. She rested her elbows on his thighs and grinned at him, stroking his cock under-hand style, and then she leaned and took his wolfmeat into her mouth.

Daisy held his knot in her palm and bobbed her head up and down on his pre-seed leaking member. She swirled her tongue around his shaft, or made a seal with her lips and sucked. Daisy was a pretty talented cocksucker for an eleven year old, Nix thought. In no time at all she had him quivering under her oral attentions.

"You're pretty good at that" he said.

"What do you mean pretty good?" she took her mouth off his cock and said, acting offended. While she paused, still holding onto his cock, a fresh batch of pre-seed oozed from his urethra.

"Alright you're amazing" Nix admitted readily. "Just keep going." His reply pleased her and she resumed her oral action.

She bobbed and bobbed, making wet sucking and slurping noises. Nix watched their reflection in the TV screen, the back of her head and himself sitting there like a king on a throne. A minute passed, then another, then another. Sometimes Daisy rested her mouth and switched to handjob, before she resumed sucking him off.

Pleasure blossomed within Nix's body. "Nearly there..." he muttered.

Immediately Daisy doubled her pace. She bobbed her head as fast as she could. His knot swelled rapidly under her palm. "Here it comes!" he grunted when he could hold off no longer.

"Mmph" Daisy made the noise to signal that she had heard him, but she didn't raise her head or stop blowing him.

Nix came in her mouth. The underside of his cock pulsed as he squirted cum on her tongue and in the back of her throat. Daisy held his cock in his mouth and swallowed each pulse of cloudy nut. Her throat visibly rolled as she swallowed. And when he was finished shooting she hungrily sucked out the last few strings straight from his urethra. She sucked and licked until there was absolutely nothing left and Nix's knotted cock was wilting in her mouth.

"Thanks" Nix panted. "That really... that really hit the spot."

"Can you believe you almost said no to that?" she said, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand.

"Yeah," he said. "That would have been dumb, I don't know what I was thinking."

"Come on" she said brightly, big smile, rising to her hooves and taking Nix by the hand, leading him towards the hallway with a belly full of cum. "Let's go up to my room."

~~~~

Nix shed his clothes on the stairs and arrived in Daisy's bedroom naked. "Wait here Nixie" she said, "I'll be back in a minute." The topless little mare pranced out.

Her bedroom was fairly small. There was a narrow single bed to one side, a closet with white slats was built into the wall opposite. The carpet was a pale color and there was a pink rug in the middle. There were shelves crammed with toys, and in the corner there was a unit containing a small TV and a games system. Nix supposed he shouldn't be surprised, plenty of girls played games. There was also a window though he couldn't see anything outside because of the darkness.

He sat on the bed and waited. His cock hung low between his furry grey thighs, his knot was gradually deflating and in another minute his member would slip into his sheath.

Daisy returned, looking pleased with herself. She was holding what appeared to be an old-fashioned perfume bottle. It was teardrop shaped and had a puffer pump on a tube extending in the opposite direction to the nozzle. It was the aphrodisiac Daisy's parents had left for him. It was an oral spray. They were sold everywhere. Like most people Nix had used aphrodisiacs in the past, but never one as high-end as the one Daisy was holding.

"Check this out" she announced proudly, and pumped the puffer and sprayed a thin red chemical mist into her mouth. Then she skipped up to Nix and placed the bottle on the bedside cabinet beside him, and pranced back to the middle of the bedroom and stood on the rug. She dropped her shorts and kicked them away. She wasn't wearing any underwear and stood naked in front of him. Nix could make out the plunging, narrowing shape of her crotch and the front part of her horsey pussy. She seemed to expect something to happen.

A normal aphrodisiac took several minutes to have any effect, at least the cheaper ones did. This one was much faster.

It started as a trembling in Daisy's thighs. She gasped and her mouth hung open. Then she turned her ankles turned outwards, and a rapid series of watery drips fell from her quivering cooze and made dark spots on the rug. And then Daisy locked eyes with Nix, a loose strand of her mane hanging over her forehead and she was breathing very heavily. She looked as though she had been possessed by the spirit of pure sexual lust.

"Do you want some?" Daisy said breathlessly, in a husky voice. Nix picked up the aphrodisiac bottle of the cabinet and checked the label. What the heck was in this stuff anyway? While he read the label Daisy slinked over and climbed onto the bed. She put her arms round him and pressed her body against him, and started kissing the side of his head. She was all over him.

"Ah, fuck it," said Nix, and he puffed the mist into his mouth. It was foul, like how acetone smelled, and the chemical taste was poorly masked by a synthetic cherry flavor. He grimaced and put the bottle on the cabinet again.

That... may not have been such a great idea, he thought. Oh well, it's done now.

At first nothing happened. Then a wave of intense warmth prickled across his body, and the room seemed to get several degrees hotter. He breathed deep and grew lightheaded. His vision went fuzzy. His cock, which had been in the process of shrinking into his sheath, sprang back to life. Usually he needed twenty minutes and a hot shower before he could go again. Not today. He was raging, pulsing hard in a matter of seconds.

"Oh fuck..." he groaned.

"It's good, right?" said Daisy into his ear.

"Oh fuck..." he repeated in a mild delirium. He turned towards the little mare, and practically pounced on her. Nix pushed her backwards onto the bed and got on top of her, and he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lips, and Daisy returned his kisses with equal passion, their muzzles interlocking.

It wasn't enough. Nix raised himself up and pawed at her chest, mashing her boobs under his palms, and Daisy held the back of his hands so he couldn't pull away. He found himself kissing her neck and her chest, sucking her small nipples, kissing her stomach and inching lower, and before he knew it his face was buried in her pre-teen horsepussy.

"Oh Nixie! Oh fuck! Oh my God, oh..." the filly cried, loud enough for the neighbors to hear, and she grabbed fistfuls of fur on the back of Nix's head as he wildly ate her out.

She was sloppy wet, her rosy folds blazed with chemical heat. She was small down there, even so her pussy had a thick labia and bigger than normal clitoris. He went to town on her. He drove his tongue into her and probed her depths, nudging her clit with his black canine nose, and then sucked on her clitoris and dragged her pussymeat into his mouth. He clutched her hips so she wouldn't squirm too much. He rarely came up for air. There were moments when he thought he might faint from lack of oxygen, but he simply didn't care.

Daisy's pleasure peaked in less than two minutes.

She squealed and bucked her hips as she climaxed. Nix pulled away. A few drops of pussy-water flew out and she kept bucking her hips and rolling her head from side to side on the bedcovers, thrashing around and mussing her shiny brown mane.

He rolled off of her and lay panting. There wasn't much space on the narrow single bed and neither of them were laying straight. Daisy had her head by the footboard and Nix had his feet on the bedside cabinet. The strong aphrodisiac coursed through their bodies and as soon as they had caught their breath they were both ready for more.

"Roll over" Nix grunted lustfully. He knew what he wanted and he felt confident enough to ask.

"Are you going to take me from behind?" Daisy asked, she was a little woozy from her orgasm.

"Yeah" Nix growled. There was no art to any of this. Anyone anticipating snappy dialogue was barking up the wrong tree. His dick was achingly hard, pushed so far out of his sheath the narrower bit behind his knot was visible, throbbing in time with his hammering heart and drizzling pre-seed everywhere. It wasn't the time for conversation, only crass exchanges of requests.

Daisy rolled into her front, she got up on her knees and held onto her bed's timber footboard and raised her butt up in the air. Meanwhile Nix also got up onto his knees and shuffled around behind her, intent on taking her doggystyle.

"Ready for this?" he asked.

"Give it to me" they were both breathless and dazed and needy, even so neither of them could forget the basics of sexual etiquette. You gotta communicate.

Nix held his cock in his hand and guided himself into her. Daisy's thick brown labia parted and her hot, wet pussy accepted his dick.

"Ahh!" she moaned.

"Oh fuck," Nix grunted. He held her narrow slender hips and pressed his chin into his chest to look at his cock wedged inside her. He withdrew gradually and pushed forward suddenly, thrusting using his stomach muscles in a rolling motion. He repeated the action, over and over, building steadily in speed and confidence. The bed rocked and the timbers creaked. He thrust faster and harder, holding himself erect above, chest out and shoulders square. His furry nuts swung freely beneath him.

"Oooohh... fuck me Nixie! Fuck me!" Daisy cried out.

Nix ignored her. Even though her boobs were very flat they were jiggling back and forth as he railed her from behind. The headboard smashed violently the wall making a 'TUMP!-TUMP!-TUMP!-TUMP!' sound and damaged the wallpaper. Nix's knot ballooned and slapped her sloppy labia, splashing a star-burst of slick pussy water across her ass and thighs.

He kept going and going, straining and grimacing and rocking the bed, and Daisy kept rocking underneath him with her arms stretched out in front of her, braced against the footboard. The air filled with the scents of sex, and the raucous noise of hammering bodies filled the suburban home.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" Daisy squealed. She was sweating, her mane was badly disheveled and stuck to her forehead. Nix grunted gutturally in recognition, he too was approaching climax.

They got off almost simultaneously. Daisy was the first to cum but it was a photo-finish. She cried out in orgasm, and a split-second later Nix drilled his knot into her. The filly experienced the briefest flash of discomfort as her labia stretched, but then her labia closed behind his knot and it didn't ache at all once Nix was hilted inside her.

As he came Nix passionately wrapped both his arms around her middle and dragged her up into a kneeling position in front of him, his groin tight against her ass, and his chest to her shoulders, bodies interlocked. Daisy turned her head, and Nix's mouth was there to meet her. He kissed her lips while rolling his hips and thrusting forward and upward. His thrusts coincided with his ejaculation and he blasted cum into the innermost depths of the filly's reproductive system. He hit the eleven-year old girl's back walls, and painted them white. And Daisy returned his kisses and put her hands over his hands, and clutched him as he clutched her.

They remained interlocked while they rode out their orgasms, and then collapsed backwards onto the bed.

~~~~

Due to the aphrodisiac, Nix's knot didn't deflate and they remained tied together. The extreme, delirious sexual urgency the aphrodisiac had initially caused gradually wore off.

They were both sweaty and wanted to shower. And so, very carefully, Daisy came around until they were face to face with his knot still locked in her, and then wrapped her long legs around his waist and held onto his neck while Nix got to his feet, and he carried her through to the bathroom. She was very light and it wasn't difficult carrying her.

Daisy sent him to the master bathroom, which was attached to her parent's room. In the shower they tried to come up with a plan for getting Nix's apple-sized knot out of her pussy with the least amount of discomfort. While they were talking Daisy shifted and Nix fumbled his hold, and his knot slipped out by accident. Daisy let out a yelp more from surprise than pain, and then it was done, and it wasn't as bad as she had feared

They showered together. It was fun and they washed each other. Despite being far dirtier Daisy was clean first, thanks to her short coat. She got out of the shower and dried herself on a towel. Then she went out, but not before telling Nix to come find her when he was done washing.

Nix took his time. There was no rush. He still had an erection, and his balls still felt pretty full. He was pleasantly high. He felt warm, fuzzy and intensely relaxed. This was a really pretty damn good aphrodisiac, well worth the bad taste in the mouth.

He turned off the shower, stepped out, and dried his fur on the powerful hot-air blow-drier that Daisy's parents used to dry their shaggy coats, a process that took several minutes, and when his grey fur was poofy and clean he went in search of the filly, naked, and sporting an erection that seemed determined to never die.

~~~~

Nix didn't have to look far. He exited the bathroom straight into Daisy's parent's bedroom and found the young mare on the bed. She was laying on her front, at an angle but with her feet towards him, her lithesome, long-limbed little body stretched out and shining dully, arms crossed under her chest, head and shoulders raised.

"What do you want to do next?" Nix asked, partly to announce his presence. Daisy didn't say a word, didn't even turn her head, instead she simply lifted her short filly tail and uncovered the valley of her rump. Then she swung her head around and smirked over her shoulder at him.

"Oh" said Nix knowingly, a big smile appearing on his face. "Is there any lube?" he asked. The leggy filly jerked her head towards the side cabinet, where there was a plastic jug of lube with a plunger dispenser. Nix circled the broad double-bed, collected the lube and climbed onto the silky satiny sheets.

Daisy settled down on the covers and watched as Nix approached, laying her cheek on the backs of her arms as though she was sunbathing. She was experiencing the same lazy high that he was, and she was very content to lay there passively and let the teen wolf take the lead. Nix shuffled in behind her.

Nix shuffled around until he was directly behind her. He put the jug of lube on the covers, it tilted into the dip his weight made but didn't tip over. Daisy was still raising her tail. Nix appraised her ass. She was tight and round, a virtue of her youth and her equine heritage. Her pussy, which she had dried after her shower, was visibly moist again. In the middle, in the duller hairless valley of her rump, was the puffy ring-star of equine asshole. He put his hands on her. He stroked and squeezed her cheeks and ran his thumbs down her valley. Daisy's rump was firm while her asshole was soft and malleable, the gentlest touch caused her petite donut ring to stretch and distort.

Nix couldn't resist. He leaned in and delivered a sloppy lick to her puckered hole.

"Awoo!" Daisy exclaimed in shock and jolted, her shoulders stiffened. She looked round at him.

"Hasn't anyone ever done that to you before?" Nix asked.

"No" she said.

"Well... I never did it to anyone before" said Nix. It was true, this was his first time ever eating ass. It was the aphrodisiac. He had never used an aphrodisiac this strong and it made him amenable to stuff he may otherwise have found strange. "Should I do it again?"

"It was pretty weird, but... yeah, you can do it again."

"OK" said Nix. He licked a couple more times. There was a body taste and a body smell and the smell of soap from the shower, and her flesh was soft and yielding. After a few more licks Nix leaned in and buried his nose under her tail and began eating her ass in earnest.

It wasn't long before Daisy was quivering and moaning into the bedcovers while her asshole was summarily devoured. Nix used his thumbs to spread her apart before corkscrewing his tongue into her asshole. He kissed her and sucked her supple flesh into his mouth. He drilled her and pushed the tip of his tongue inside and fearlessly lapped at her innards. He moved one hand away and caressed her croup and the dock at the base of her tail. Daisy snaked an arm under herself and rubbed at her pussy in a circular motion.

After a several minutes of this Nix stopped and raised his head. Daisy looked at him inquiringly, and by way of an explanation Nix grabbed his hard cock by the knot and tilted it upward, and he grinned to illustrate what he wished to do with it.

"Yeah, let's do it" said Daisy. She extended her arm and grabbed a pillow off the top of bed and pulled it under her hips, to raise her ass up. Oh, right, Nix thought. He was glad at least one of them had remembered that this position required a pillow.

First though he needed to get her ready. He would need to get her lubed up. Saliva alone wouldn't cut it. Nix depressed the plunger on the jug of lube and dispensed a dollop of the cool, intensely slippery gel into his palm, which he then slathered all over Daisy's second pussy. Then, like an ice fisherman using an auger to make a hole in a frozen lake, he corkscrewed a finger into her ass, slipping in one joint at a time until he was up to his knuckle, and lubed up her innards too. He added a second finger to stretch her out a little and make her ready. The little mare cooed and squirmed while he toyed with her ass, and clenched around his fingers.

Then Nix made himself ready. He withdrew his fingers and dispensed yet more lube into his hand and coated his surging prick with a thick layer of sloppy lube. He used way too much, thinking it would be better to use too much than not enough. Then he climbed over her. He arranged his larger body above her, like he was about to do press-ups except his feet were spread widely apart.

"Are you ready for this?" he asked. Lube was pouring off his shaft and running in a thin continuous glassy stream over her rump.

"Mmm yeah" Daisy cooed lazily.

"OK, here it comes" said Nix. He reached under himself, balancing like a tripod, and guided his cock into her asshole.

He prodded her with his sharp tip, slipping off to the side several times before he finally hit his target. He pressed inside. She was tight and the lube helped him push in. Nix sank his shaft in deeper and her rippling inner walls parted like a series of fleshy curtains.

"Ah! Fuck..." Daisy exclaimed and he could feel her exploratively flexing around his cock.

"How is it?"

"So good" she moaned. "Mmm don't stop..."

Nix thrust a few more times and quickly realized that this position was impossible to maintain. And so he lowered himself down and lay on top of her. He was taller, the top of Daisy's head was under his throat and her horsey ears tickled his neck. And he drew his knees in either side of her haunches.

He started slow, didn't go too deep, and was careful not to cause Daisy discomfort beyond what she was willing to endure. He kept his shoulders steady and breathed against her cheek, and rolled his stomach and lifted with his thighs, and rolled his cock in and out of her tight backdoor in a sensual, rhythmic motion.

"Oh Nix, fuck my ass..." she murmured.

Again Nix didn't say anything. He wasn't much of a talker. He was self-conscious of his sexual capacity, which was not uncommon in a society where people discussed sex like they discussed the weather, and in which acquaintances regularly had sex with each other as well as in front of each other. He preferred to focus and make sure he didn't make any stupid mistakes. People would surely hear about them if he did.

Nix gradually increased his pace. The bedsprings started squeaking. He came down harder and harder into Daisy's ass and he furry grey balls swung and clapped her soaking pussy and became soaked themselves. His nuts made a wet slapping sound and sent pussy-water flying over the pristine bedspread, and more water soaked into the pillow under her hips.

He reamed her out. He piped her down. He slayed her ass-dragon.

"Aieee!" Daisy was squealing in her high-pitched voice. Her hands clutched at the covers, gathering the sheets in her fists and pulling at them. "Oh fuck! Yeah, don't stop! Oh fuck! Oh Fuck!"

Nix bounced his hips off her butt, the rebounding of the bedsprings was working to his advantage. He slammed his cock into her sloppy asshole, piercing her innards again and again. The donut ring of her asshole stretched taught and became as thin as a gasket seal.

All sensuality was lost and he drilled her for what seemed like hours.

Yet another climax was brewing. Nix kept on pounding her, slamming into her hard and heavy. His knot was as big as it had ever been. Every time he hit her asshole slipped a little more around it.

"Knot me! Knot me! Knot me!" Daisy was saying constantly. She was grimacing, her eyes were clamped shut and there were tears in the corners of her eyes. How could he say no to that? He kept slamming down on her. He pushed hard, but it was no use. She was too tight. It was causing her discomfort but she kept on insisting.

Nix had an idea. He stopped, reached out and grabbed the lube. He squeezed out another big dollop and reached under himself and drenched his angry red, apple-sized knot in lube. Then he made one long, determined push. "Aaahh!" Daisy cried out as her asshole was stretched to an obscene degree. Then finally her asshole gave way and Nix's knot was tugged suddenly her, and he lunged forward.

He was in.

A few more humping thrusts were all it took, Nix crested the summit and climaxed. He jetted his cum deep inside the filly's asshole. His thighs shook violently, and he made a very unedifying throaty gurgling, grunting noise as guys sometimes do when they nut hard, and he screwed up his face. He shot his load deep into her bowels, into her guts.

His orgasm waned, and he came down from the lofty heights of orgasm. They both breathed heavily for a while. Nix was gradually stopped being self-conscious about resting all his weight on her back.

"So..." said Daisy wearily, from underneath him, once several minutes had passed. "Did that help you get over Shayla?"

"Who?" Nix answered thoughtlessly, before he could stop himself.

"Bahaha!" Daisy burst out laughing. She laughed for a long time, drawing breath to laugh harder. Nix was peeved at first but eventually he saw the humor and sniggered along with her. "I guess that fuckin' answers that, huh?" she said.

"Heh, yeah, I guess it does" said Nix.

~~~~

They stayed tied for more than an hour. His knot wouldn't go soft. The aphrodisiac kept him hard, but so did Daisy fingering herself to several climaxes with his knot stuck in her ass. He could feel everything she was doing, and he felt every climax. The big object blowing her ass out was an intense turn on for her and she soaked her pillow.

Eventually Daisy got tired of fingering herself and they simply lay there, thinking about nothing. Nix rolled them over so he wasn't on top of her and they just kind of stared at the ceiling together and waited.

Nix's knot deflated and he popped out of her. There was no gush of cum, he had blown so deeply inside of her. Daisy said she could take care of it. He may have been the first person to knot her butt but he clearly wasn't the first to shoot a load in there.

Nix wandered downstairs, washed his dick in the downstairs bathroom sink, then he put on his boxer-briefs and lay on the leather couch for a while. Eventually Daisy came to see him. She had on a pair of plain purple cotton pants and she was wearing his black vest with the sports team logo on the front, the way girls like to do, even though it was far too big for her.

"Do you want to play a game?" she asked tentatively.

"Actually, I'm feeling kind of raw right now" said Nix apologetically.

"I meant videogames."

"Oh, then OK" he said.

They went upstairs and played a kart-racer on Daisy's games system. Daisy beat the shit out of him. Nix had to resort to slapping the handset out of her hands and even then he still got royally owned. It grew late. They brushed their teeth and bedded down for the night in Daisy's narrow bed. They spooned, not because they were intimate but because it felt pleasant. There was no chance of them dating or anything like that. This was a casual thing and they both knew it.

Daisy and Nix slept late the next morning. They were both hungover from the aphrodisiac high of the night before. They sluggishly cleaned the house and dressed and flopped in front of the TV.

Renae and Eddison got home a little before eleven. Eddison was wearing his black tuxedo pants and white shirt from the night before, albeit with several of the top buttons undone, while Renae was in jogging clothes, and she wasn't wearing a bra. They both had bags under their eyes and stank of sex.

They thanked Nix for the night of babysitting and paid him $40. Daisy hugged him and thanked him for a fun night. She told him that she hoped he would babysit her again in the future. Then Nix left.

It was a sunny day and walked home along the quiet suburban streets. As he walked his phone rang. It was Bolton. "Hey" Nix answered.

"Sup buddy, how'd last night go?" Bolton's voice came clear through the handset. "Did you get up in her guts or what?"

"It was a grand slam" said Nix a little proudly. A grand slam meant he got her in all three holes.

"Get the fuck outta here" Bolton said disbelievingly.

"I'm not lying" said Nix. "Knotted her tailhole too."

"No."

"Would I shit a shitter?" Nix replied jovially.

"I literally don't believe you" said Bolton. "I've been trying to knot Daisy's ass for weeks, how'd you do it?"

"Lots of lube."

"Your knot's bigger than mine."

"I know."

"Fuck."

"That's what she said" Nix was really grinning now, his sheath was plumping up in his cargo shorts as he walked along the street in the sunshine, thinking about the previous evening.

"I guess you're over Shayla then" said Bolton.

"Yeah I really need to thank you for that. I guess the moral to the story is that if you need help, and people are trying to help you, then, you should probably let them."

"What do you mean 'the moral of the story'?"

"Well I just meant like, if someone was watching this play out, that would be the message they ought to take away."

"The fuck are you talking about?" Bolton asked amusedly. "Stop being weird."

"I'm just saying, that's the moral here. If you're having a hard time, take the help people offer. Do the work, you know. Don't wallow. Accept help."

"You think you're a character in a story?" Bolton was mocking him now.

"I sure as heck better be" said Nix. "Or else I just committed a terrible crime, and I'll soon get sent to prison for several decades and probably be chemically castrated."

"Actually, yeah... kind of breaking the fourth wall there a little bit, but you make a pretty strong point." There was a pause at the other end of the line. "Do you want to hang out at the park later?" Bolton asked.

"Sure."

"After lunch?"

"Yeah, I'll see you there."

"Yeah, alright, see you there" said Bolton, and they hung up. Nix put his phone in his pocket and carried on home.