The Siring
An infertile fox couple decide to try a breeding program. But the sire they decide upon has a rather unconventional method of making sure everybody enjoys the donation process.
BREEDER #54439
Species: Lapine/Vulpine Hybrid (50/50)
Age: 24
Gender: Hermaphrodite
Body Type: Athletic w/Moderate Hyperism
Fur Color: Navy Blue
Eye Color: Violet
Blood Type: (ERROR)
Occupation: Intergalactic Explorer
Sire: Vulpine Abberation
Dam: Lapine Scientist w/Symbiote
Fertility Rate: 110%
"Oh, there! What about hir?" Oli asked while pointing to the picture on the tablet screen held by his wife, Tracy. The vulpine pair looked over the data and flipped through the pictures of the hybrid breeder, each shifting a little on the couch as the information provided became more personal and the snap shots more risque.
"Well, shi is one of the most fertile donors in the catalogue, but I'm still not sure why it has to be a hermaphrodite. We had quite a large 'maybe' list back in the male section, and..." Tracy was cut off by a press of her mate's finger to her lips.
"I know how you feel about herms, dear, but you saw the details; hir intelligence scores are off the charts despite a lack of formal schooling, and hir hobbies, body type, and preferred professions all align with ours perfectly. Shi meets all of our criteria and then some! Besides, remember how we discussed that your distaste towards the intersexed was just your upbringing, and that's not who you are now? Heck, you had a wonderful time when we spent that night with Shay, didn't you?"
Tracy pressed her thighs tightly together at the memory of that night spent with Oli's old family friend, a bear herm that wound up sharing their bed after a particularly rowdy party thrown by the young couple. Though quite a lot of alcohol was involved beforehand, Tracy couldn't deny that by the crack of dawn the trio were still keeping the party alive, as it were, with both the foxes' backsides and jaws sorely stretched. "Yes, but it cost me my favorite bed sheets and neither of us could walk the entire next day. Poor bear had to wait on us like a maid." she quipped back, pouting playfully.
"Heh, fair enough. Anyways, let's at least meet this one, get to know hir better than a readout could tell us, and then take it from there. Okay?" Oli asked with a warm smile, one that widened considerably when his wife nodded her assent. He tapped the button to confirm their selection on the terminal before placing the device on the glass table in front of them, among a neat pile of various porno magazines and entertainment terminals to occupy clients while they waited. Of the hundred or so breeders in the catalogue only about a dozen were highlighted as 'Immediately Available', i.e. in-system, but they were all likely outside of the space station that the breeding program was headquartered in.
The couple knew that they wouldn't have to wait long, especially if their selection didn't have any qualms about using matter transporters to get here even quicker. Still, it was a very pleasant and cozy room to wait in. The couch that they sat on was a soft white leather, and the lights were warm and inviting as they bounced off the semi-glossy white walls and ceiling. Everything looked clean and sterile without feeling like some sort of medical exam room, more like a freshly-made hotel suite complete with different rooms and a fully-stocked kitchen/bar area. Though decoration was sparse, after all folks came here to enjoy sensations much more tactile and interactive than artwork and knick-knacks, there was no doubt that whatever this place was charging the insurance company it was well worth it!
Oli pulled his mate into a close snuggle as they decided to pass the time just enjoying each other's company. As they lay back against one another atop the comfortable sofa, Tracy nuzzled at her husband's cheek and let her gaze wander over the handsome red fox she knew would make a perfect father. That he could not sire children himself did not bother her in the least, even though she knew that he thought it did. However, they each loved nothing more than making the attempt, over and over, a small part of them hoping for the impossible but mostly just enjoying each other's bodies. Even now she found herself stroking a paw under his shirt and over his white-furred chest and stomach, feeling the vibration from his pleased murring, and his heart pounding at the prospect of watching his wife be impregnated by a complete stranger.
Another part of his anatomy seemed excited at the idea as well, and Tracy's roaming paw sifted downward through soft white bellyfur to a pair of sorely-tented slacks. Oli blushed brightly and squirmed at her attention, looking around the windowless room nervously as if what usually went on in here were any more innocent than a hand job from his wife. His trepidation was lost on her, though, as the zipper of his pants was slowly brought down, freeing his rising member and the powerful musk that came with it. She leaned down to take in that scent that she had grown to adore over the years, her soft blue gaze watching as pulse after pulse of blood engorged that glistening ebony flesh.
Once the belt and clasp were undone Tracy pulled those slacks down to Oli's knees and then wrapped her fingers around that full foot of foxcock she loved pleasuring so much. A large bead of precum formed at the tip on her first upstroke, gathered by her thumb and spread around to slicken the thick length. With that bit of lubrication she started to pump her paw up and down, gripping firmly but not too tight, wanting to savor this moment. Oli for the most part was already lost in a cloud of pleasure; his hips bucking weakly against his mate's grip, tongue peeking from the corner of his panting muzzle, eyes closed to focus solely on her skilled touch.
The vixen's snout joined her paw as she nuzzled down that throbbing shaft from tip to root, burying her nose into his plush sheath to breathe in his scent directly from the source. Her exhale was a shuddering moan that ran down her body to escape between her legs in a damp splish, and it wasn't long after that the paw was replaced by an equally-experienced pair of lips. Tracy's hot, moist mouth and throat surrounding every last inch of his turgid prick and emerging knot. She had practiced taking the entire length several times and had become quite adept at surpressing her gag reflex while letting the tip and first few inches sit deep in her constricting throat. The sensations became too much for the horny todd, however, and he placed his hands on the back of Tracy's head to help guide her blowjob at a pace that wasn't torturously slow, meeting each downward bob with an upthrust of his hips and slapping her chin gently with his swollen balls.
With her paws now free, the vixen cupped a heavy orb in each, her muzzle vibrating with a moan at the sheer fullness of them, and her apprehension began to melt away as she enjoyed tending to her mate. The heat of his pulsating flesh, the sweet slick precum jetting down her throat, the firm yet loving grasp taking control and letting her be used for his pleasure. Though she wasn't really a submissive at heart, there was something about Oli's innocent charm that made her want to do everything in her power to make and keep him happy. A firm suckling here, a roll of her tongue there, and Oli certainly seemed and felt happy if his heavy panting and rising pulse were any indication.
As the couple picked up the pace the room filled even more the scents and sounds of their affection; the sharp 'plop' of nuts meeting chin, the lewd squelch of lips sliding along flesh, and the heady musk wafting up around the vixen's head from her lover's crotchfur. The entire affair found them lost to their pleasure quite quickly, forgetting their surroundings in favor of sucking and pumping harder and faster. By now Tracy was slurping down the entirety of Oli's shaft and knot, her jaw aching from being stretched by the fist-sized bulb. But she continued on, drunk on the sounds of his groaning in desperation to climax, and the taste of so much sweet preseed splurting into her muzzle and throat.
Oli's orgasmic howling would've reached well outside of the building had the walls not been built specifically to contain even the most pitched screams of pleasure. Even inside of the same room Tracy had trouble hearing her husband's cries of release over the rushing sound of his balls emptying themselves down her gullet. It was as if fate had played some cruel joke on the ultra-productive todd; making his seed output rival that of the largest equines, only to make it useless for anything other than feeding and swelling out even the most fertile mate. Still, Tracy didn't mind in the least as she was addicted to ridiculous amounts of cum, most nights finding herself hungering for more even as her belly bulged with multiple previous loads.
"Y'know, normally the couch is just for interviews." a bubbly voice startled the two lovers out of their post-coitus bliss. Tracy tried to shriek in surprise, but all that she managed was a rather messy gurgle that sent both Oli and the intruder into a fit of giggles. "Heehee!! Sorry to barge in, though actually I've been here for a while now, I just didn't want to interrupt. My name's Faesy, and I believe you wanted to talk to me about siring a child for you. Though if you're in the mood to expedite the interview..." the dark blue foxbun churred softly, the front of hir robe bulging out around what could only be a massive cock rising up between an equally impressive pair of breasts, a small puddle of thick white ooze at hir feet showing the breeder's enjoyment of the show.
Faesy took notice of the todd's staring much moreso than the vixen's. There was something adorable about the way he licked his lips as the herm let the top of her robe open just enough to expose more clevage and the tip of something bright pink and drooling. Shi had to admit that shi found hirself disappointed that shi was here to service her and not him. Shi doesn't often get to enjoy the company of males, which wasn't to say that Tracy was no looker herself. But it was quickly becoming apparent that Tracy's expression was souring since the hybrid revealed hir presence, though that could've just been because she so recently had her fill of shaft and seed.
"What's wrong, hon? Am I not what you were expecting? You had plenty of time to read over my profile." shi spoke with a pout as shi sat down on the loveseat opposite the couple, legs crossing to keep from revealing much more of hirself until shi could be sure that the one shi was actually here to breed desired hir. Though quite average in body type, the vixen had an elegant air about her; her posture and demeanour warned of an upper-class woman with a wild streak, compounded by a bit of seed still dripping from the corner of her lips, which Oli was quick to lick clean once he too noticed it.
"Tracy grew up in an area that didn't exactly accept hermaphrodites. Her friends and family thought any gender other than male or female was either beneath them or just plain made-up, so you're just still exotic and new to her. That's why we chose the full physical procedure; to help her grow accustomed to trying new things and trying them with new people." Oli explained as politely as he could to help his mate save face. Tracy simply blushed and looked down at the pillow she had unconciously pulled into her lap to hide the severe dampness that grew in the crotch of her pants from her earlier activities.
Faesy nodded as shi listened, then gently pulled Tracy's gaze back up to hir's with a finger, the herm's smile warm and inviting. "Well that's what the interview is for, isn't it? If chosen it is my priority to make things as comfortable and fun as possible for everybody involved. And if you'd rather go with another breeder I would understand fully and wouldn't harbor a negative thought. Though I could really use the money." shi giggled, knowing such a quip shouldn't be taboo as the client questionnaire stated this was all covered by insurance.
And so the three of them got to talking about each other and themselves. Faesy learned that Oli is a starship engineer and that his sterility, as well as the generous insurance coverage, came from a reactor accident in his late teens. The vulpine was closest to the core when it started overheating due to a malfunction in the coolant system and though he was able to shut it down he was exposed to a decent amount of radiation in the process. At first he felt incredibly lucky that the only side-effect he suffered was infertility, but that was back before he had ever thought of having children.
Tracy, it turns out, is the cartographer on the very same ship as Oli, a fact that Faesy used to help win her over a little by promising to share maps that shi had made during hir various forays into deep space. It turned out that the vixen was the only other fox on a ship crewed by countless differing races and species, so it wasn't long before Oli noticed the black-furred beauty with her silver socks, gloves, and tail-tip. The two of them hit it off almost immediately, and it was less than a couple of years later that they were married by the ship's captain.
Faesy helped flesh out many details that hir profile only glossed over or had errors with, such as hir unreadable blood type due to hir unusual parentage, and the fact that hir lack of formal education comes from being home schooled up until the point where shi left home to explore the galaxy. Shi managed to steer clear of any further details about hir mother and father, however, not out of embarrassment, but because past discussions regarding a symbiotic bunny and an eldritch, living singularity tended to yield far more questions than breeding. Still, shi mentioned how thankful shi was that they were so loving and supportive, even when shi wanted to strike out on hir own at such a young age, and if the couple before hir now were even a fraction as kind, their children would be among the luckiest in the galaxy.
"Anyways, though I miss my friends and family on the station back home my parents were very supportive of my wanderlust. Which from the sound of it you two are looking for just that, am I right? A child who will want to travel and see the universe alongside you instead of remaining settled in one place?" Faesy smiled while Oli and Tracy nodded. "Well then I think I can help you better than anyone else on the roster. Most of them live in this system and rarely venture outside of it. I'm actually just spending as much time as necessary to restock my funds before hopping over to the next one. I hear it's inhabited solely by laquines..." shi whispers that last bit almost secretively, giggling as shi notices Oli's still-exposed shaft twitch a good bit in response.
It only took a few more minute of discussion before the couple decided they would like to have Faesy as their breeder. Even Tracy had to admit that aside from her discomfort of being with her first herm while sober, Faesy was everything they had dreamed of in a donor. The hybrid bounced joyfully in hir seat, sending hir ample bust jiggling behind hir robe and that bulge that had slowly disappeared during all the talking to make itself known once again. "Not to worry, ma'am, I've got just the procedure in mind to make you both happy! I promise you're going to love it. Now, if you'll please follow me into the bedroom." Faesy squeaked with glee, standing up and padding over to a doorway opposite the entrance to the meeting room.
The bedroom was much more spacious than the foxes imagined it would be. Easily 50 feet tall and even wider than that, it seemed to be made for small to mid-sized macros, complete with a comically-large bed and floor drains every fifteen feet or so. "I tend to attract a larger clientele than most despite my body size, so management made this my personal room during my contract. Still, we can make this work, especially with what I have in mind. Now then, if you two would disrobe, or in Oli's case finish disrobing, and get on the bed we can begin." myrred the hybrid as shi sat down on a large lounge chair near the foot of the bed.
"But, what about you?" Oli inquired as he dropped his still-unbuckled slacks and he and his wife slowly shed the rest of their clothing before hopping up atop the plush, quilted bedspread. The fabric was a synthetic fur of incredibly high quality, made to feel as if you had a fuzzy form beneath you at all times, and even the perfume used after cleaning it was full of pheromones and a musk that smelled an awful lot like the foxbun sitting before them.
"Oh, it's all part of what I have in mind. And I promised you're going to love it. But first, I think you should even the score with your recently-fed wife." Faesy smirked at the two as Tracy blinked in confusion and Oli turned to gaze over her naked form. She was just as beautiful as they night they first made love, her hefty bust jiggling free now that her shirt was no longer confining them, those cute ebony nipples perking in the cool air of the bedroom. His nose twitches fiercely when her soaked panties come off and the scent built up from her dripping cunny wafts over to him, filling his desire to please his nervous lover to levels overflowing.
"Wait a minute, you're the one being paid to do th... this... ooohhhh Oli...!" the vixen's complaint transitioned into a moan as the todd was more than eager to return the oral attention she gave him earlier. He wasted no time in diving his head between her legs and started nuzzling slowly along her softly-furred folds. Tracy had forgotten just how horny she was while servicing her husband, and her libido rarely disappears until sated. Any further objections were lost in a steady whine at the feel of Oli outright worshiping her in much the same way she did for him; tender, loving nuzzles accented by slow, almost teasing licks of a broad, rough tongue.
Faesy just sat and watched for the moment while the two went at it again, this time fully aware they were being watched and none too concerned about it. The vixen lay back with her legs spreading as Oli nuzzled up to her clit and dragged his tongue along her labia a few times before pressing inward, spreading them open around the thick appendage. Though Tracy dearly loved pleasuring her mate this was by far her favorite act, especially since Oli had become so experienced in it and knew every little thing that sent her into a sexual frenzy. He pushed gently, then backed away, only to push inward yet again, using his tapered snout like she would a toy to help get her juices flowing, or in this case flowing even more.
In fact he was just about to start invading her pussy with the tip of his muzzle when he stopped suddenly. With a confused whimper Tracy propped herself up on her elbows to see why, and her jaw dropped at the sight before her. What must have been at least two feet of hybrid cock was hot-dogging her husband's plush ass, the tapered yet humanoid tip oozing thick dollops of pre... no, that had to be straight-up cum by the color and thickness! No wonder the breeder's success rate was impossibly high! Shi could impregnate a female/herm just by entering them while moderately excited!
"What is shi doing? I thought shi was going to use that monster on me... maybe shi's showing me that it won't hurt by using it on Oli first? Ohhhh, he's really going at it down there! Maybe I should let him invite more of his herm friends over..." Tracy thought through the fog of lust filling her head as she watched her mate happily bring his knees up underneath him and hike his ass high into the air. His bushy tail flagged up and over his back, the tip dipping into the pool of bunnyfox seed that had collected between his shoulder blades. He then continued to eat out his wife with renewed vigor, paws cupping her butt cheeks and pulling her gently towards him, and Tracy found that she no longer cared what the breeder did to Oli, just as long as shi didn't stop doing it.
Faesy giggled as the couple more or less focused on each other, and watched Tracy's confused trepidation melt away with her husband's skilled tongue-work. The hybrid decided that was enough teasing, however. After all, shi was on the clock, and had a vixen to impregnate. And so Oli found himself being slowly spread around the second largest dick he'd ever taken. The constant flow of seed this one produced made it much easier than last time, though, and he soon felt his belly expanding in a phallic shape as shi fed him inch after pulsating inch. Caught between his beloved wife's pussy and an incredibly sexy hyper herm he already found himself close to his second orgasm of the day, the outline of Faesy's cock in his belly pushing his own down into the soft bedspread, soaking it in so much precum.
The breeder murphled in frustration as shi felt hirself bottom-out after only about 3/4 of the way into the rump before hir. "Damnit, this won't work unless I can get my knot into him! If a giant like dad was able to tie a tiny bunny like mom then I sure as hell can do it to this fox!" shi swore softly to hirself, pushing harder and incidentally shoving more of Oli's muzzle into the cunny drenching it thoroughly. Shi decided to just keep working at it, already starting to pant from the exertion of pumping in and out of such a tight tailhole.
Oli for the most part was in absolute heaven. He had always loved receiving more than giving, and growing up around so many herms gave him plenty of opportunity to do just that. Which wasn't to say that he didn't enjoy sex with his wife, he just wished that he could work up the courage to ask for a fervent pegging now and then. Though few strap-ons could compare to the sheer size of the hybrid dick pistoning in and out of him right now, and no material could replace the feel of throbbing flesh and so much thick, viscous seed. The todd sensed Faesy's insistence to bury every last inch inside of him, and though the pain was slowly mounting he pushed back, wanting it just as much as shi did.
Between the steady spreading of her folds by Oli's muzzle and the vibrations running through it with his muffled moans of need, Tracy lost herself to the pleasure and laid back down. She let her eyes drift shut and her hips ride counter to her husband's lewd slurps, already juicing up something fierce again. Her paws came up to grasp at her breasts, squeezing them firmly while her fingers pinched her nipples in her skyrocketing lust, imagining milking them once they swell and slosh with her pregnancy. She had no idea what this foxbun had planned for them but as long as it kept Oli going like this and she eventually ended-up with a womb full of cum shi could do whatever shi wanted with them!
As the pumping came harder and faster so did the volume of seed starting to flood the todd's stretching belly. Each inward thrust of hybrid cock would distend it outward only for a graduating roundness to remain every time Faesy pulled back. Hir eyes stared through the fog of pleasure from hir thick shaft sinking ever-so-slowly deeper into that taxed ass, up along the cum-stained back of the fox wantonly pushing back against it, to the vixen whimpering and writhing on her back before them both. Shi giggled softly to hirself as each buck of hir hips stuffed Oli's muzzle even deeper and sent a shudder up along Tracy's spine. Shi leaned forward over the fox clenching so tightly around hir prick and nibbled along his ears while one of hir paws slid around his rotund stomach to find his own turgid length splurting precum fitfully as his prostate was hammered. His thick knot was once again exposed and shi wrapped hir fingers around it and squeezed firmly while tugging hard.
As shi expected Oli was the first to pop, despite having climaxed so soon before, thanks to the nearly yard-long cock filling his backside and the experienced paw now mimicking a bitch's tight cunt sealed behind his swollen knot. He'd not been fucked like this in ages, and the sensations combined with the thought of that monster soon filling his wife took him to entirely new heights. With the majority of his muzzle buried into his wife's pussy he let out a muffled YOWL of ecstasy, his cock jumping in Faesy's grip as the massive balls being slapped repeatedly by hir own much larger pair fed pints of cum up through his tremoring flesh, drenching his stomach fur and the bed sheets beneath. The sudden and violent climax caught even Faesy off guard when shi found hir own pulsing pink prick caught in a vice. Hir current efforts to push and pull were not enough and hir thrusting was slowed considerably by a raw and delicious friction. Shi still had a few inches to go before even the front of hir knot was kissing that powerful pucker, though already shi felt the familiar twinge deep in hir balls as the floodgates were opened.
Tracy, blissfully unaware of her husband's imminent filling, continued to ride wave after wave of pleasure as he spread her pussy wide around his muzzle and lapped frantically at her deepest recesses. The peak she had been climbing since first wrapping her paw around her lover's cock only an hour or so ago finally came into reach, leading her back to arch and her sharp claws to dig deep into the quickly-drenching bed. Her tongue dangled from the corner of her open muzzle as she gasped and moaned louder, suddenly seizing up in her own mind-wracking orgasm and practically gushing all over her todd's muzzle and face. It took her a while to notice that her cunny was magnitudes wetter than usual though and she was starting to feel full... really full. Her eyes shot open just in time to watch her belly start expanding outward much the same way her mate's is beneath him.
Faesy began to panic when hir climax hit with hir knot still grinding desperately against Oli's vice-like tailhole. But as a professional shi managed not to lose hirself in the pleasure when there was still work to be done. Shi could already see part of hir orgasm flowing up through the fox and out into his wife, but so much was backflushing out around hir prick, and shi couldn't stand wasted potential. With a feral snarl and pained barking from hir increasing sensitivity the foxbun started hammering hir hips to Oli's ass harder than ever before. The pair's drenched and rapidly-emptying balls slapping lewdly against one another while that gigantic knot slowly spread the fox's taxed sphincter wider and wider still. By now Oli's second climax of the day had given way to a third, and even fourth, as his own hyper productivity was put to the test, leaving the trio humping and pounding away in a rising pool of hot, sticky vulpine seed.
Oli's cries of pleasurepain had become nothing more than muffled gurgles but he really started to panic when he felt that thick bulb of flesh pounding insistently against his ass while the gushing tip felt as if it were about to enter the back of his throat. More and more viscous cum was forced through him as his tailhole yawned wider around the knot, heat blossoming in every nerve of his body and gushing from his lips in a seemingly endless flood of delicious, fertile goop. When he finally felt Faesy's hips slam flush against him the intense pain was rapidly washed away by waves of ecstacy the likes of which he'd never before experienced. And when the floodgates truly opened he then realized that this was Faesy's plan all along, to make him an integral part of the breeding while keeping Tracy as comfortable and happy as possible.
The vixen's eyes went wide and her muzzle dropped open at the sight before her; her beloved husband fucked into a swollen, sloshing condom of a fox by this timid-looking hybrid no taller than either of them, yet with a cock that would shame most horses. And to top it all off there was a disproportionately large knot that Oli had somehow managed to take, now firmly stoppering his backside and causing her womb to swell out with the majority of that hybrid's seed, filtered through the blissed-out todd between them. Still, there was something symbolically sweet about him being a part of the conception, and Tracy would've shed a joyful tear had she not lost consciousness several seconds ago from the overload of sensations.
Faesy couldn't help but giggle between growling moans as shi watched the rapidly-inflating vixen lose herself entirely, her limp form still shuddering occasionally, sending her gravid belly to slosh and jiggle. By now shi was laying down atop Oli as the two of them rested on his own massively swollen stomach, hir hips' pumping slowed considerably as hir climax began to taper off. Shi nuzzled between his ears affectionately as shi whispered, "Well, sir, I do hope that was a pleasant enough surprise for you and your mate, and let me be the first to congratulate you on becoming a father."
But Oli had unfortunately gone limp as well, only the gentle rise of his chest and the frequent twitch of his drooling cock indicating that any life remained within the thoroughly fucked fox. Faesy giggled even more at the lightweight couple, though shi had to admit that this kind of thing always took a lot out of hir as well. Shi gave a few more weak humps, listening and watching as the last gallon of cum pulsed up through Oli's form and oozed from his open muzzle which had by now fallen out of his wife's overfilled pussy. Shi then closed hir eyes and rested happily atop hir temporary sloshing bed, sleep taking hir away soon after.
A couple of months later the vulpine pair received a collection of interstellar maps and a pre-recorded message back on their ship. They watched together as Faesy's head and shoulders filled the screen and the bubbly hybrid wished them and their developing family well. Shi thanked them again for their business, and spoke at length about hir voyage to the laquine planet where shi was recording this video. However, shi was soon cut-off when the broad, flared tip of an equine cock suddenly flopped against hir cheek, drooling copious amounts of precum down over hir lips. Shi tried hir best to ignore the mischievous laquine but with every breath of musk and lap of flesh hir words faltered until it became too much and shi pounced off-screen with a playful growl. The camera luckily fell facing the pair and remained on long enough to show Faesy pinning hir prey to the sandy beach and starting to slowly sit down on that massive prick with a loud moan.
Oli and Tracy giggled happily at the scene before the tablet returned to their inbox, where upon the vixen pressed the message received just before Faesy's. In it was a three-dimensional ultrasound showing two developing kits, twins, occasionally squirming in the tight confines of their mother's womb. Tracy and Oli both ran a paw over her gravid belly, smiling at each other and leaning in for a tender kiss, breaking away at the heavy thud of footsteps coming down the stairs. A very large, very naked bear herm wished them both a good morning, and stole a kiss in kind from each of them before sitting down on the floor in front of Tracy and placing hir head on her stomach to listen. Shay grumbled pleasantly at the sounds within and looked up at the mother-to-be with a smile, which Tracy returned of her new herm friend. The three then decided to retire back to bed, as they had the entire day off to explore each others' bodies and further the vixen's newfound appreciation for the dual-gendered.