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It had been a whole two months since that fateful night in the rain, when Trent first met the two kitsune named Kerrin and Sakura. Ever since then he'd become an employee at their tavern, waiting tables, tidying rooms, and pleasuring his employers. All of it was spurred by a simple magic charm Trent had made, a charm that made him irresistible to the opposite sex. The charm had since lost its power, but the bonds it had build held fast; both kitsune had fallen madly in love with him, and in turn he'd fallen in love with them. They'd spent a great many nights enjoying each other's company, but sinister doubt hung ominously in Trent's mind...

Trent gradually returned to the waking world, his mind drifting upward from some strange, hazy dream. He knew he was laying down, lying atop silky sheets and sandwiched between two warm, furry bodies. He could feel one of them shifting around, stretching her muscles and rubbing her tails against his legs.

"Mmmmm... we should get up..."

Trent's eyes cracked open, giving him a blurry view of his surroundings. He could see a hint of dawn-colored sky through a distant window, right above a sea of silky black fur. His hand rested on splendid hips, and as he slid it upward he could feel her squirm under his touch. Eventually he reached her breasts, and began groping her as he planted soft kisses on her neck. "Come on, Kerrin, just a few more minutes? Maybe put this morning wood to use?"

Suddenly a hand reached from behind Trent, moving up his own flank and gently taking his throbbing member by the base. As it began rubbing up and down, he rolled over and pulled the hand's owner in for a kiss on the lips. He met Sakura's gaze, and knew from the naughty gleam he spied in her dark purple eyes that she was definitely up for some fun.

Kerrin, on the other hand, seemed all too occupied with actually making a living, and Trent could hear her getting up off the bed. She sauntered over to where her clothes were strewn on the floor, then with a few syllables and a wave of her fingers caused the garment to wrap itself around her. As Sakura spun herself around to get at his cock, Trent sat up and got a good look at Kerrin. Wearing a plain beige dress with a tavern wench's cleavage, she was still unnaturally beautiful, an effect that quickly faded as she put on her guise. With a small twirl her nine tails seemed to fold into one, and that tingly feeling of magic in the air quickly receded. She gave a chiding glance to Trent and Sakura, then blew Trent a kiss before leaving them to their fun.

Sakura had already gotten at his junk, and had his stiff member slick with her saliva. Her warm tongue was licking away at the tip of his cock while her hand slid up and down the shaft, causing Trent to groan with appreciation. Each stroke felt heavenly, just fast enough to excite him but not fast enough to ruin it. "Mmmm... darn you're good at this," he muttered.

She paused for a moment to lick up a single drop of precum, tickling the tip with a tiny lick before taking it up a notch. Her muzzle came down and closed around his member, enveloping Trent's penis in cozy warmth. It was quickly slathered in slimy saliva and continually massaged by her inquisitive tongue, making him relax so he could better enjoy it. She could hear him softly moaning as her mouth sucked and licked, a sound that urges her on. She could tell from the way his muscles were starting to get tense that sooner or later she'd feel him erupt in her mouth. It was only a matter of time before she tasted his salty seed...

Trent couldn't hold out any longer. Sakura's tongue was teasing and probing in all the right places, and with the warmth of her maw surrounding his cock his balls were all too eager to blow their load. He was incredibly close to climaxing, and with a few panting breaths he uttered the syllables she was waiting for. "Sakura... oh god, I'm... gonna... hrrrgh!" She swiftly slid her mouth all the way around his throbbing member, and as he started spurting cum she began to swallow it all. He could feel her throat muscles working hard to get all of his jizz, contracting with each swallow and milking him even more. For about a minute, all he could do was groan in pleasure as she sucked up every drop, driving him mad with overstimulation.

Once his orgasm came to a close, Sakura sat up and licked the last bits of cum off her lips. She was about to head for her clothes when her legs were suddenly dragged backward, causing her to yelp in surprise. Behind her, Trent was staring reverently at her ass, and before she could do anything about it she felt his fingers glide along her vulva.

She leaned back and relaxed in response, putting her head down and spreading her legs apart so he could work his magic. Trent quickly got down to business with a finger rubbing at her snatch, alternating between rubbing little circles around her soft little clit and massaging the slick surface of her labia. He occasionally teased her by almost slipping his finger inside, but never went in more than an inch; even then, he could feel her squeezing around him, and his still-warm cum from the night before made it even more slimy inside. He stopped for a moment to get up on his hands and knees, and in that time Sakura rolled onto her back and splayed her nine tails beneath her. She met his eyes with unadulterated lust, silently begging for more, and Trent was happy to give it.

He diligently began pleasuring her once again, going back to stroking her nethers. This time he did stick his fingers in, curling them towards her belly and stroking her g spot. Her pussy was already soaking wet, and as he continued to work on her he could feel his fingers being grasped in a warm, slimy embrace. His other hand diligently massaged her clit some more, rubbing the soft little nub as she moaned. She was loving it, and groped her own tits to the rhythm of his deft fingers squirming inside her. Part of her knew she was going to cum soon, but most of her mind was caught up in the pleasure coming from her loins. It was just too much to bear, her body was so close to climax, and then...

"Aaaaaahhhhh! Ah, ahhh, mmmmm, mmph, oh gods..." Sakura pushed her hips into the air as she began to orgasm, her entire body tensing as waves of pleasure flooded her mind. Trent could hardly move his fingers as she squeezed them with her pussy, but his hand on her clit was free to keep her going. She moaned and squirmed with ecstasy, her eyes rolling back as her body became satisfied. It didn't last all that long, but it sure was wonderful while it lasted. She sat up and kissed Trent on the lips, holding him close in her arms afterward as they lay back onto the bed. "I love you, Trent," she muttered, stroking his chest gently as she did so. She was thinking about maybe having him pump another load in her, but before she could act on it they heard the sounds of movement in the adjacent rooms. It was about time for the other guests to get up, and Sakura's orgasmic cry would have certainly been heard at least a few rooms down. She and Trent sprang out of bed, and with a bit of her magic to speed them along they were cleaned up and out the door in less than a minute.

Ten minutes later, Trent had out a notepad and a pencil, taking the orders of each of the three guests. During that time his body went on autopilot, and his mind started thinking about something that had been plaguing him ever since that first night in the inn: did the kitsune really love him? As he took an order from a kind little otter for a plate of eggs, he pondered how much of their love was simply the charm's work. Granted, it hadn't had a direct effect on them for a month, but it still seemed like they'd been somehow changed by it. Maybe it would wear off in a few months, and they'd split once the relationship had no passion left. And what if it never wore off? Altering another's mind seemed evil, but he debated on whether it actually was; they were happy while in love with him, and they'd never seemed discontent. Should he tell them about the charm? Would the confession split them up? Maybe if they had something stronger together, the bond could last... "Trent? The orders?"

He came back to his senses to see Kerrin staring at him, and quickly realized he'd been standing there for a full minute without saying anything. "Uh," he mumbled, "a plate of eggs, a berry bowl with fruit juice, and a frosted pastry with coffee."

She met his gaze, and right away she could tell something was wrong. "What's on your mind, Trent?" she said as she stepped closer to him.

"Well..." Should he tell her he'd tricked both her and her friend into falling in love with her? "I, ah..." Should he say that he was worried that some day she'd lose all love for him? "I... I think it's best if both you and Sakura hear this. Could it wait until after breakfast?"

To his surprise, Kerrin seemed almost worried about him. She got close and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight for a moment before stepping back. "Sure, we can talk whenever you feel comfortable." He was about to turn away when she grabbed his hand, and he thought he saw genuine love behind her eyes. "And Trent, if you need something from us, don't hesitate to ask." He left even more confused, unsure if he really deserved what he saw when she gazed at him.

As Trent left to get drinks for the guests, Kerrin began to work on the orders, with thoughts of her own brewing and swirling. Trent sometimes seemed... troubled, like he needed to get something off his chest, or like he felt guilty over something he'd done. She certainly wanted to know, and wanted to help him bear whatever burden he had weighing him down, but didn't want to pry into his affairs. He seemed to love her and Sakura, and they both loved him in return, but she wished it ran deeper, that they knew each other better and had more trust for one another. Maybe then they could clear the air; she had plenty of her own gestating secrets, and worried about him finding them out. If only she knew how he'd react...

"Hey Kerrin? Need any help with things?" She turned around to see Sakura standing by the counter, with her hands on her hips and a smile on her face.

Kerrin nodded. "Could you cook up some scrambled eggs? I'll see if we have any pastries left."

She had only taken two steps when Sakura interrupted her. "I already checked, looks were out of just about everything."

Kerrin frowned. "Damn. In that case, could you get me a few eggs?"

The two of them cooked in relative silence, until at last Sakura asked a question: "So, should we tell him?"

It took Kerrin a few seconds to realize she was talking about, but it almost instantly struck a spark of flustered anger. "Sakura, we talked about this. We aren't telling him."

"He's going to find out eventually, why not break the news sooner rather than later? You saw how he reacted to our true forms, what makes you think he'll do anything different about this?"

Kerrin sighted, pausing in her work to put a hand to her forehead. "I don't want him running away like... like Daniel. There's just too much risk, and he's got his own secrets he wants to confess. With all that stress, I don't think it's wise to pile on even more."

Sakura stopped as well walking over and almost forcefully grabbing Kerrin's shoulders. "If we've all got secrets, don't you think it's better to air them out together? Daniel only reacted the way he did because we waited far too long to ask the important questions. If we want to trust him and have him trust us, there can't be any skeletons in either of our closets." Kerrin pushed her away and went back to work, turning away from her friend. Sakura stepped closer to her once more, this time softly putting her hand on her shoulder. "If you really don't want to tell him, I can respect that, but keeping it hidden is only going to make it worse."

Kerrin continued to stir the batter a bit more, then finally set the bowl down. She hesitated before turning to face Sakura, and when she did guilt weighed down her brow. "I'm... sorry for snapping at you. I just... I... I don't want to lose him. I've never had someone who I didn't have to hide myself from before, and now that I do... I don't want to scare him off with something else."

"I know, Kerrin. Trust me, we'll find a way to make this work. But for now..." She reaches behind Kerrin, taking the bowl of pastry dough and cradling it in her own arms. "... breakfast won't make itself."

The day went on, customers came and went, until at last things quieted down enough for Trent and the kitsune to talk things out. Their only customer was a young buck from some far off church, who was enraptured with studying some book. Since he hadn't ordered anything other than a glass of water, which he'd only half finished. Trent figured he wouldn't need anyone waiting on him, so he told the others he was ready to talk. The three of them met up in the grand suite. They all took seats on the silk-sheeted bed, preparing themselves for what came next.

Sakura was the first to break the silence. "So, Trent, you had something you want to tell us?" He felt like they already knew, and were just agitating his guilt. He'd confess, they'd kick him out, and he'd go back to wandering aimlessly like before. Maybe this was a bad idea, maybe he could make something up, maybe-

"It's okay." Kerrin took his hand in hers, and when he met his gaze he couldn't see anger or betrayal, just genuine concern. He knew right then that she actually loved him, and whether it was the charm or something else, she was his. He saw the same love in Sakura, and right then he knew exactly what to say.

"I... well..." Should he really? Would it work? "I..." He should tell the truth, he should confess. He tricked them, they deserved to know... but they couldn't. "I want you to be my mates."

Silence filled the room. He could hear the seconds count away as they judged him. One... two... three... four..- "What?" Kerrin murmured.

"I... I want the two of you to be my mates." He immediately regretted the idea, mistaking their reactions for incredulity.

"What?" Sakura exclaimed. Trent was so caught up in his own thoughts of shame that he didn't register the grin creeping across her muzzle. This was it, he thought, they'd throw him out for this. At least if he'd told the truth they might have forgiven him, but now there was no salvaging the situ-

WHUMP!

His train of thought came to a screeching halt as he was tackled back onto the bed, and he looked up to see Sakura beaming down at him. "Really? Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Trent sat in stunned silence for a moment. "Y-y-you're happy?" he stuttered.

Kerrin joined Sakura on top of him, kissing him full on the lips before pulling back. "Of course we're happy, you had us worried! We thought you had some horrible secret to share, not this wonderful news!"

A brief shadow of guilt flashed over his mind. "Yeah, I guess it's not so bad when you think about it..." Suddenly he sat bolt upright, or might have if he didn't have two beautiful kitsunes laying on top of him. "Ah, crap, I haven't even thought about the ceremony. I don't know what temple to go to, who to invite, what to serve, not to mention how I'm going to pay for it all... I should have-"

He was interrupted by Sakura again, this time when she put her finger up to his lips. "Screw ceremony, let's just find a priest to ad lib it for us. We don't need some extravagant feast with everyone even slightly related to you, we just want you." She cuddled close to his chest while she talked, running her hand down to his belt and then up under his shirt. She loved the feel of his silky fur under her palms, the way his muscles subtly rippled as he breathed. Her hand had just reached his clavicle when Kerrin sat up, and Sakura looked over to see that she had a clever grin on her face.

"You know," she pondered, "we've got a priest downstairs. We could just head down there, say some vows, and then come back up here to consummate the whole thing." Her grin spread to Trent and Sakura, and the three of them hurriedly made their way to the stairs.

Brother Thomas always enjoyed the simple things in life: clean water, warm food, fine weather, and uplifting verses. He sat studying one of his favorite tales, one about the pure, holy love between and an angel and a mortal. There were so many good quotes in it, so many perfect examples of how the gods intended romance, and as such he had memorized every line of it. However, he always enjoyed reading the tale straight from his holy book, as it made him feel like his soul was as light as a feather.

Suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, a rush of feet in a hurried stampede. As he looked on, he recognized the three owners of the inn coming down: the two vixens, one colorful and one black-and-white, and the tomcat with dark fur. As they approached, the vixens each hugged one of the cats arms, partly leading and partly pulled along. They all giggled, with both vixens exchanging affection with the cat in equal measure. The young buck of the cloth closed his prayer book, looking up with a slight twinge of confusion. "How can I help you?" he asked.

The tomcat was the first to reply. "Well, I want these lovely ladies to be my mates." The colorful vixen had let go of his arm, and Thomas could see his hand sneaking around her to grope at her breasts.

"Both of them?" Thomas asked, unsure if this was a serious request. He'd always been taught that a male was to have only one mate, and that to mate with another was sacrilege. Perhaps the tales he'd heard of predator harems were true...

"Yes, both of us," replied the black-and-white vixen.

Thomas hardly felt comfortable so close to unabashed lust, but he had clerical vows to uphold, no matter the circumstances. "Very well then. Do you, sir, wish to take this-er, these females as your mates?"

"I do," said the tomcat.

"And do you, madams, accept this male's claim to you?"

"We do," replied the vixens in unison.

"Then in the sight of the gods, I pronounce you mates. Ut per duas-er, trias ex vobis beati esse calidum, et focos defendent iucundus eram agrorum, et infinito amore mutuo." The three of them looked to each other with love in their eyes, and despite the polygamy he had to admire their love for one another.

The tomcat looked toward him once again. "So that's it?"

"Yes, you three are now in a divine union that-"

"Great!" exclaimed the colorful vixen before grabbing the tomcat by the arm and pulling him back towards the stairs. "Come on, Trent, we've got a union to consummate!" The three of them practically ran back up the stairs, and Thomas swore they were already starting to undress.

Trent hit the bed first, and with his belt buckle already undone it took a matter of seconds to toss his pants and underwear aside. No sooner had his cock sprung up than Kerrin was all over him, already moving to lick at his shaft and fondle his balls. While her wonderful mouth got to work on his groin, he noticed Sakura crawling toward his left side. "Hmmm, I'm feeling kind of left out here, Trent," she purred, "Maybe help me out a bit?"

After letting out a quiet groan, he reached out his hand and curled two fingers invitingly. She seemed like she was going to make good on his offer, but before he could touch her soft little snatch she stood up and stepped over his head. It was hard to think with Kerrin's warm tongue wrapping around his cock, but the view of Sakura's spread vulva hanging over his face was pretty unmistakable. "Tell me, is it true what they say about felines, that they can't give oral to save their lives?"

Trent was too preoccupied to respond, with his penis now engulfed in warm saliva and massaged by Kerrin's tongue. "Aaahhhh, mmmm, wha... what are you talk-mmmph!"

Sakura easily shut him up as she dropped to her knees, pressing her pussy tight to his face. At first he tried pushing her off, but the feeling of him squirming between her legs only turned her on more. With half his strength getting sucked out by Kerrin, he couldn't get her off, but after a few moments he realized what she wanted. Sakura shivered as his tongue ran over her clit, lapping up a tiny bit of her feminine juices. Thankfully the things she'd heard about cat's tongues being barbed were all false, as evidenced by his tongue softly tracing her folds. Each little teasing lick got her more and more excited, and every time he touched her clit she reflexively twitched with pleasure. She was soaking wet, and Trent seemed happy to lap it all up as he continued to pleasure him. "Mmmm, there's a good boy..." she purred.

A small part of him thought that cunnillingus was gross, but that part became quieter and quieter as his nostrils filled with the scent of her loins. It was musky, primal, and above all arousing, making him want to penetrate her all the more. In the meantime, Kerin's lovely work was coming to a head, and he could feel each little suckle on the tip of his cock bringing him closer to climax. He moaned into Sakura's groin, both to please her and out of appreciation for Kerrin, then pulled her down closer to him. He was determined to make Sakura cum first, and from the way she moaned he knew she was close.

But, alas, he was doomed to failure. The feeling of Kerrin's tongue wrapping around his cock, of her cozy mouth sucking and suckling, was too much for him to bear. Despite his best efforts to hold out, the pressure in his loins burst as he let out a muffled moan. He started spurting his seed into Kerrin's mouth, hot and warm and viscous, and he could feel her greedily sucking up every last drop. She still kept going even after he finished cumming, suckling gently on the incredibly sensitive tip of his member. He squirmed and writhed as she did so, unsure if it was pleasurable or uncomfortable, continuing to moan like the damned into Sakura's slit. After a minute she finally laid off, but the excitement was far from over.

Sakura's thighs suddenly squeezed down on either side of Trent as she let out a scream of pure ecstasy. Her body shivered and squirmed on top of him, squirting out just a tiny bit of fluid into his mouth. "Ooooohhh... mmmmmm... ah, don't stop," she moaned, and Trent happily complied. She leaned back a bit, letting him get some breathing room and use his hands. She found her herself so sensitive that the smallest touch sent shivers through her. His index finger slowly rubbed her clit as his tongue ran over her folds, gently cleaning her dripping pussy while her orgasm died down. Eventually she slid off his face, flopping beside him in a lethargic heap. She met Trent's gaze and let out a contented sigh, lightly running her hand over his cheek. "Ahhh... that was amazing..."

"Oh, you're not done yet." Trent looked to his feet to see Kerrin crawling toward him on her hands and knees, her breasts jiggling slightly with each step. Her eyes, one red and one yellow, burned with primal lust. That lust seemed to falter just a tad as she looked down to Trent's half-retreated, saliva-and-semen covered member, but quickly perked back up as she reached for it.

"Heh, sorry..." Trent began to murmur, but he trailed off as Kerrin began to do something.

She began to mutter words in a language Trent didn't understand, cupping his furry scrotum in one hand and stroking the fur above his groin with the other. "Kare ni katsuryoku o ataeru, kara ni chikara o atae nasai." Something started pulsing through Trent as the strange words left her lips, a throbbing strength like a second heartbeat. Where his orgasm had left him weary, new vigor flowed in; he could feel fresh blood pumping into his member, getting him stiff as a board for Kerrin. She slowly began crawling towards him again, this time getting her hips positioned over Trent's dick. As her hips got lined up, she took his cock by the base and held it up, slowly lowering herself down onto it.

She sighted happily as she teased herself with his cock, rubbing the tip along her supple vulva and coating it in her slippery juices. Ever so slowly she started putting more and more pressure on it, pressing it deeper and deeper, getting tantalizingly close to penetration. Tren looked up at her pleadingly, which she met with a naughty smirk. "Hmmmm... maybe just a little bit-" She suddenly gasped as he thrusted up into her, grabbing her hips and pulling her down onto his throbbing member. He could feel her body suddenly clench around his intruding cock, making her incredibly tight as she slowly rose up. She reached down to massage her clit as she took over, her eyes rolling up from the pleasure. Once she raised herself up again, she sat back down slowly, relishing the electrifying feeling of his stiff member sliding into her. She could feel him probing deep inside her, and as she started to bob up and down the feeling only got more intense.

While Kerrin was busy bouncing on top of his cock, Trent looked to his side to see Sakura slowly masturbating with two fingers inside herself. She met his gaze and gave a lazy smile, still seeming slightly tapped out after cumming. Kerrin, on the other hand, was anything but tired; her body energetically rode Trent's cock, sliding her warm, soaking wet pussy up and down its length while her hand worked on her clit. "Mmmmm... aaahhh... you're so good inside me..." she moaned.

After a few minutes more of this, Kerrin seemed to tense up, going faster with her hand as she moans got louder. Trent could feel himself getting close as well, though not nearly as close as she seemed. She suddenly began to slow down, squeezing hard with her pussy as she pushed Trent inside. Her body started quivering, leaning down over him with a few more pitiful thrusts. Her eyes closed while she let out a loud, low groan of pleasure, hugging herself close to him and pressing his face into her furry breasts. She rode out her orgasm in relative quiet, only letting a few small moans escape her lips.

Trent took control while Kerrin was squirming, thrusting upward into her pulsating snatch. He was so close to cumming himself that he only had to give a few thrusts, each accentuated by the tight grip her vagina had on him and the cozy heat of her body. "Aaah, Kerrin, I'm gonna-" She let him easily pull her down onto him, penetrating all the way to the hilt before he started to cum. The walls of her pussy seemed to welcome his seed, squeezing tight as he unloaded the first stream of jizz into her. Then came a second, then a third, each filling her up more and more. When he finally pulled out, a bit of his cum leaked onto his groin, prompting Kerrin to clean some of it out of her with her hand. She hesitated for a second before popping her finger slathered in bodily fluids into her mouth, then gently lay back while muttering, "Delicious..."

Trent relaxed for a moment, admiring the wet patch in Kerrin's fur and the little bit of milky white goop leaking out from between her legs. He was all set to just cuddle when he heard a soft voice from beside him. "Ahem, aren't you forgetting something?" He looked to see Sakura with her head propped up on her hand, eyeing him dreamily. Before he could respond, though, she had her hands wrapped around his genitals and was uttering the same foreign words Kerrin had used: "Kare ni katsuryoku o ataeru, kara ni chikara o atae nasai." That same feeling of fresh vigor pulsing through his veins washed over him, and once again he was rock hard.

"Why don't you c'mere, stud, I'd just love some cream filling." She rolled over onto her hands and knees, letting Trent sit up before scooting back toward him with her nine tails raised seductively over her back. Her fingers reached behind her, spreading her vulva enticingly and showing off her insides. Trent didn't hesitate to get in position, lining himself up before gently pushing inward. He gasped as her warm folds enveloped him, gently contracting against his member as he started moving in and out. He quickly leaned down low over Sakura like a dog, grabbing her tits in one hand and using the other to rub at her clit. She immediately began moaning, relishing the feeling of him breeding her like a wild animal. "Haaah, ooooh that's good," she moaned, "just... bit faster... yeaaaah... right there..."

Trent continued to pound her for some time, speeding up or going harder whenever she requested it. In a few minutes, his balls were slapping against her in a brutal rhythm, a tune to which she gladly sung along. She'd since stopped using her arms to hold herself up, instead letting Trent drive her face into the pillow while she drooled. She did her best to push back against his thrusts and to squeeze her pussy around him, making it feel all the better for both of them as they rutted. Trent thought he noticed Kerrin lightly sleeping, but it was hard to tell with several inches of soft, wet pussy stroking his cock. Trent could feel a third orgasm rising up from his groin, but he did his best to hold it until Sakura was satisfied. As a result, both of them hit the brink right at the same time, and with one last explosive thrust they tumbled into ecstasy.

Sakura's moan was loud enough to wake Kerrin, the deep, satisfied sound of an amazing orgasm. Trent just groaned, instead expressing his gratitude with the waves of sticky cum he started pumping into her. The feeling of his warm seed shooting into her and pooling in her womb only turned her on more, and when they uncoupled she flopped on the bed with cum dripping out of her snatch. She tried to clean it up on her own, but after a second sat back and relaxed as Trent licked it up for her. Once she wasn't spilling any more onto the sheets, he crawled forward and lied down between the two kitsune. They both cuddled up to him, and as their post-coital rest began he put an arm around each of their shoulders. "Heh, I'm glad I can't get you two pregnant," he joked.

Suddenly Sakura and Kerrin went oddly silent. "Uh, Trent..." the former mumbled, "that's not how it works."

Concern contorted Trent's brow as he sat up and faced Sakura. "But I thought that since you were... you know... a fox... and I'm a cat... shouldn't that not work? It doesn't, does it?"

Sakura exchanges a nervous glance with Kerrin before continuing. "It's different for... magical creatures like us. In theory we could have kids with any species, and the kids would be technically the same species as y- I mean the father. They'd just have some magical traits: nine tails, spell casting, and other stuff."

Trent thought for a moment, seeming to lose all his worries. "Alright, we'll just buy some counter-fertility potions. Problem solved." He seemed quite pleased with himself, right up until Kerrin made a snarky remark:

"Bit too late for that..."

Trent whirled, looking into her eyes for a spark of mischievous humor. "Y-you're kidding, right? You're not actually-" Both of them nodded, despite wishing they could just play it off as a joke. Kerrin now realized it was going to slip eventually, so why not drop it before things got too tangled. Part of her expected him to leap out of bed and sprint out of the inn naked, and another thought he might faint, but neither happened. He just muttered, "Oh." like the matter was settled.

After a few moments of heavy silence, Trent spoke up once more. "So, how sure are you that you're pregnant?"

Sakura was the one to answer. "Trust us, we know. Even if we hadn't missed a period, and even if we both hadn't gotten nauseous every morning, we could still...feel the baby growing. It's weird, but... well it's one of the perks of magic senses."

"Oh."

Suddenly Kerrin piped up, unable to hold back her own worry. "Trent, if this means things are over between us, they can be over. We don't want to tie you down or hold you back, and if you have to leave, so be it. I don't blame you."

Trent's face seemed to harden with resolve as he turned toward her, utterly unbending. "No. I did this, I'll see it through to the end, I'm not leaving the two most beautiful vixens I've ever seen in my life over a pregnancy. We'll get through this, and besides, we've got over half a year to plan. I say let's just bed down for the night for now, and tomorrow we can do all the panicking."

"Agreed." murmured Sakura as she hugged him closer. Her nine tails curled up, rubbing against his legs.

"Thank you, Trent. For understanding." said Kerrin as she cuddled with him. She put her nose onto his neck, inhaling his masculine scent before kissing him. The three of them quickly fell into deep, pleasant sleep, and Trent's mind began to explore where his fatherhood could lead.

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