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A beautiful day! Eva bounced out of bed, more energized than she'd felt in years. The birds were singing outside, the sun was shining, and she was going to graduate. As a computer scientist. After so many years. She stretched, letting the sun warm her grey fur. The final exams were over, there was nothing left to do but wait a few days for the official ceremony, and then it'd be off to the code mines, as she liked calling them. An office, probably.

But what that really meant was that it was time for a party! She hopped into the bathroom. The party was tonight, but she figured she might as well get ready. Keep the party mood on all day, with a couple of mild, mixed drinks and - she flicked her phone - music! The speakers in the living room stirred awake, and music flooded the tiny apartment she'd soon be leaving.

A beautiful day indeed. It wasn't perfect, of course. In the last few weeks, a surprising number of her classmates had, for lack of a better word, gotten knocked up. They couldn't attend a booze-heavy party like that, which made her question why they couldn't wait a little while. Or maybe several years. They were all only twenty-four, after all, a little early to be having babies. None of them even had boyfriends as far as she knew, but maybe it was just their way of celebrating. Some parental leave right after university, to get it over with? Hard to say. All she could say for herself was that even though she'd certainly thought about it - usually when deep in heat, with her fingers buried deep inside her - it wasn't something she wanted quite yet.

But that didn't matter! Most of the class would be attending, including quite a few cute boys, and it'd be a lovely party. Her best friend Jess would be there too, along with some more smart ladies she'd spent all these years with. She brushed her whiskers, trimmed their ends, fluffed up her fur to be just a little messy but very soft-looking, sprayed on just a little of her citrusy summer perfume - and bam! Summer! Her last summer vacation, really. And a party. A time to be treasured and remembered forever.

One bit that was a little annoying was that she could feel her heat approaching. She wasn't there yet, but the most obvious sign of it coming soon was feeling that warm itch between her legs. That, and the occasional glance at her modest breasts in the mirror, her head flooding with philosophical thoughts about their "purpose" as it were, errant and fleeting fantasies of how they'd look if she got knocked up. Those few classmates had certainly swelled, one even from a tomboyish build to outright womanly, with boobs Eva was perhaps a little jealous of. The rest, not so much.

Still, it wasn't as if it condoms didn't exist, if the urges got too strong. Lots of cute boys would be at the party, after all. She fished out the package from under the sink. Yep, 99.9% chance of preventing accidental pregnancies, and that 0.1% failure rate was user error. It was like they said in programming; the problem was between the chair and keyboard. Except in this case, between the penis and... she never quite finished that mental comparison.

Her phone rang, interrupting that train of thought. Jess! She answered with a cheerful chirp.

"Hey Eva, how's it going? Man, I'm so hyped for that party. Still coming?" the marten asked, her voice heavy with barely concealed excitement.

"Damn right! Party of the... decennium," Eva replied, laughing. "Still the same club?"

"Yeah!" Jess replied. "But we figured we'll have a bit of a pre-party at my place? A bunch of us are coming. How about you?"

"Oh, sure, sure," Eva replied. Even better! Jess was kind of, as they said, rich. So she'd already gotten a whole house. Unlike the rest of them, who'd have to wait for their riches. "I'll definitively be there."

"Great! I let those guys invite some of their friends too, so it should be a fun crowd. Then we'll go to the club around sunset, right? Yeah. See you then!" she barked, before hanging up and undoubtedly getting ready to guest-proof her house.

Friends, though. Most would probably be fellow nerds. Who really appreciated the company of computer scientists otherwise? Well, given enough booze, probably quite a few people... but there were better parties for them. And it couldn't be too horny since most of the class tended towards the introspective. Not that horniness would be unwelcome. Eva shivered a little, imagining it. Ugh, stupid heat. The instant she thought of anything vaguely sexual, her thoughts seemed to spiral into thinking of some stud pounding her into the mattress, bare and unprotected, intentionally breeding her. Some deep, inner part of her twitched. Yeah, she'd need to take care of that before leaving.

Still, she'd managed to resist it for years now, and today wouldn't be any different. She sighed. Having a shower now would mean she'd have to get herself ready and presentable all over again, but the showerhead deserved some love of its own, too. Might be one of the last few times she got to enjoy it and that pulsating setting it had. Eva made a mental note to get one for her future apartment, or house.

She stripped down and hopped in to take care of her needs and get ready to head over to Jess' place.

Later that evening, she arrived. The door had been left open, owing to Jess living in a pretty well-off area without much in the way of thieves, and she already heard music inside. A brief look in a handheld mirror confirmed she was looking as good as she ever would. Just a little eyeshadow, check. Glossy, seductive lips, check. Well-groomed claws, check. Yeah, she'd be fine.

She headed inside, almost immediately running into Jess.

"Yay! I'm so glad you could make it," the marten chirped, hugging her fiercely. "Man, can you believe we're almost done with uni? It's been a damn long time."

"Sure has. Remember that class when we started with the object-oriented-" Eva began, only be shushed by Jess pressing her palm against her snout.

"Don't even mention it, I don't want to think about it. Not now and not ever. Hopefully!" she laughed. "Though I bet the first job I get is going to be exactly that."

"Yeah I guess we should just focus on having fun today," Eva replied with a smile. "So who's here, anyway?"

"Well actually it's almost all of us, those who can drink anyway," Jess spoke. "Or will be. Might be the club's out of the equation! Some kind of special rich guy event, apparently."

"Awh," Eva sighed, though she couldn't feel too disappointed. After all, a party was more in the mind than in any specific place. "Well, I guess it's no big deal."

"Right? 'cause we can just have the party here. It's nicer than most clubs anyway," Jess replied, puffing her chest out proudly. "And we have enough people, like friends of friends and whatever. Like I saw this really cute bat..."

"A cute bat?" Eva asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I dunno whose friend he is, but he's all small and cute. I think a fruit bat. You'll probably see him after sunset," Jess laughed. "You know how those bats are. All I'm saying I wouldn't mind having some fun with him."

"I'll keep an eye out, maybe have a chat," Eva answered, laughing. Being free from their long studies seemed to have everyone a little horny.

The two talked a little more about this and that, about future plans and related topics. The one thing that kept rearing its head was how some of their classmates had gotten pregnant just before finishing their classes.

"I mean, I guess it's their choice," Jess lamented. "Just has to kinda suck to have a year's delay before really starting a career."

"Guess their heats got to them. God knows I've been close," Eva sighed. "Like that one time with the otter..."

They got a little distracted talking about various pregnancy scares they'd had. Still, for them both, they'd never wanted it, unlike their classmates. Different hormone setups, probably, they concluded. Kind of how it went. Eventually, Jess had to return to preparing for the other guests to arrive, and Eva in turn poured herself a drink. A plain, peated whiskey, something she'd taken a surprising liking to during long hours of coding. Whiskey was, as she liked to joke, her programming fuel. Not too much of it, of course, but the strong flavour lingered and lent her some, perhaps imagined, focus on the task at hand.

This was the life, was it not? It'd not last long. A few hours, really, in paradise. A few days more of relaxation. Then, reality would return. But she was determined to enjoy it as much as she could, changing out to a bikini and simply lounging by the poolside. Yep, Jess had a pool too. Maybe one day the grey fox could have one of her own, and all for herself and maybe a sexy partner. No kids, even if her body might've wanted them.

So she relaxed, intent on simply enjoying life for this brief moment of solace. In just a little while they'd have the graduation ceremony and then it'd be off to work, until retirement. Most likely, anyway, unless she succeeded in coding some amazing app that everyone wanted. As she laid there, in her ever so slightly suggestive bikini - which left her nipples clearly outlined as a chill wind passed over here - she heard people come and go, some of her friends giving her a quick greeting before enjoying the pool. The afternoon passed quickly, and by the evening, the sun was already setting and it the party was starting properly.

The club was out, but that didn't matter. All of her friends were here, after all. It was all naturally centered around the pool, so Eva didn't bother changing back to her regular dress. A bikini was more than appropriate, and it did give her a rather naughty thrill to occasionally see some man's eyes on her, only to hurriedly look away when they saw that she'd noticed. She wasn't usually so eager to flaunt her assets, but the approaching heat tended to have that kind of effect. And there was no harm in showing off, anyway, not among friends.

With her lounging in a deck chair with a fruity drink in hand, she saw the bat that Jess had mentioned. Well, she figured it was him, at least. Jet black fur, small and cute stature though with a handsome face. Seemed a few years younger than her, too. And the glasses he was wearing were adorable. Not to mention the massive fox-like ears, surely compensating for his poor eyesight. Was that stereotypical? Maybe. But it all came together in him, in a way that made Eva want to hug him. Her eyes drifted a little lower and - she swallowed loudly. Holy heck was he hung. She could see the outline of his whole package. His balls were swollen enough to visibly press against his swimming trunks, and - then it was her time to look away bashfully, when his gaze briefly connected with hers.

And of course, he approached her, making her want to sink into the ground, or at least, dive into the pool and never come up.

"Hey. You're Eva, right?" he smiled, with a winsome grin.

"Y-yup, that's me," she replied. Get it together, Eva. You're not a teenager anymore. He tail curled up over her lap.

"Having a good time? And a good drink!" he continued, in a melodic voice that Eva found herself enjoying just listening to. His nostrils flared briefly. "Mm, I smell... peaches, cranberries, oranges... and..." he trailed off, a glint of lusty recognition in his eyes, though Eva didn't quite catch it.

"Oh wow! Yep, just a regular Sex on the Beach," she laughed.Good icebreaker, at least. "Even though we're by a pool," she added, with a flushed grin.

"Well, I am a fruit bat," he grinned. "Name's Alex, by the way. I'm a friend of a friend of... you know how it goes, someone just invited me here. And I'm glad I came!"

"How's that?" Eva replied. For some reason she found the bat incredibly charming, though she was predicting a very expected pick-up line. Something like well, I wouldn't have met you otherwise, or even well, I like melons too, and you got a nice pair.

"It's pretty cozy! Everyone seems like such good friends," was what he instead replied with, catching the fox off-guard.

"Yeah, we did all study together for ages. Most of us anyway. Well, you have to... feel a little left out, right?" she asked, standing up so that she'd be on eye level with the bat, rather than being constantly tempted to take another glance at his bulging groin.

"Not so much," he smiled, taking a step closer to her. He brushed briefly against the grey fox's body, a touch of soft fur and... a bump of something firmer, further down. It sent a shiver through her. Damn this heat. She couldn't even tell if it was intentional, though she had to _imagine_it was. "Always fun to socialize with new people, isn't it?"

"Yeah," she chirped, her voice a little hoarser than expected. There was a faint, alluring muskiness to the bat - Alex - a clean, masculine scent with a tang of... she inhaled. Pineapple, maybe? Either way, he definitely had the smell down, it was lovely. She couldn't help but relax a little, letting just a fraction of her weight lean against him.

In a way, she kind of wanted to feel that firmness down below again.

"So what's the plan for today?" Alex asked as Eva took another sip of her drink. She was starting to feel just a little tipsy, which was great, and about as far as she planned to go. Just enough to loosen her up a little. The perfect state for having fun!

"Oh, you know. Party! Dance a bit, maybe," she replied. "Play some boardgames. We're all nerds after all," she added with a giggle.

"Sounds like fun to me," the bat smiled. She recognized the look he had in his eyes. No doubt he had some more intimate fun in mind, too, but in her happy, cheerful state, she couldn't help but think along the same lines. It'd be a perfect end for the night, and she was already fantasizing about how good that massive shaft of his would feel inside her. As long as she could find a condom big enough.

He took just a small step closer, standing right in front of her, so close that she could feel the heat of his body. Another little shiver. "I do like games," he murmured, and then leaned a little closer, his long tongue flicking out and giving her throat a brief, sensual lick. Eva bit her lip to quiet down a moan. Oh, fuck, I'm totally in heat aren't I? She could feel that familiar dampness building between her legs, her body was tingling all over, and she felt all but powerless to resist, her body demanding that she let the bat have his way with her.

"Oh hey, you found him," a voice came from behind the two and shook her - briefly - out of her reverie. "And already having fun, too! Save some for the rest of us."

Jess certainly knew how to interrupt a moment. Then again, with Alex the way he was, Eva couldn't really fault her for wanting her own chance to enjoy him. They didn't reply, though, and she did take that hint. "Well, have fun, you two. There's a guest room if you'd like! Or just use my bed, but in that case I definitely want a turn!" she called out with more than a little amusement in her tone.

The moment had given Eva enough of a pause to start wondering if she really should take that kind of risk, even with a condom, given how massive the bat's balls seemed, how full of virile, potent seed_they surely were. "Maybe we sh-" she began, only to fall quiet when the shorter bat pressed his hips to hers, standing on his tippytoes. Just tall enough for her to feel his _hardness press right against her bikini-clad mound. She felt herself twitch, deep inside. "-nnf."

"We should," Alex whispered, his tongue darting out again to trace along the rim of her ear. "Don't worry, we'll use protection so you don't end up like your classmates. I have some that fit. How about we end your time as a student with a bang?"

"Ngh- yes, I mean..." she stuttered, painfully aware that her bikini bottoms were getting sopping wet. The bat's erection nudged against her stiff little clit, sending an electrifying jolt of pleasure through her body that distracted her from asking - or thinking about - how exactly the bat knew a lot of her classmates had gotten knocked up.

He guided her into her house, managing to support her enough that she didn't fall over despite her wobbling legs. Into the house, and not into the guest room as suggested, but into Jess' own bed. He seemed to know his way around well enough.

Soon they were pawing all over each other in that bed, Eva feeling like she was a teenager again. Alex seemed to take his time, though, brushing his fingers through the soft fur of her breasts and slipping them under the fabric rather than merely stripping her immediately. It was dangerous to let him, she knew that - the more turned on she got, the more likely she was to throw caution to the wind, it'd already happened once - but it felt so good she had a hard time protesting. Her body yearned to be touched, and it was intoxicating to finally get to throw aside that responsibility and _properness_that she'd held onto for so long during her time at university. She'd never even gotten totally drunk, and yet...

His deft fingers curled along her belly, lower and lower, tracing a slow spiral around her navel on their way down. Her abdomen twitched under his caress, something he seemed to find sexy by how he churred.

"Mm, you've stayed in perfect shape, too, haven't you?" he murmured. His paw pressed down firmly just above her bikini line. "Never gotten pregnant like your classmates."

He put just a little bit of seductive emphasis on _pregnant._It'd have been a turnoff, had she not been in heat. But as she was, it sent another thrilling shiver down her spine. His paw slipped lower yet, a pair of slender fingers slipping under the fabric. She was so sensitive, her heat probably in full bloom.

"Mm, someone's pent up. You've not gotten to have any fun at all during your studies, have you? Poor foxy girl," Alex grinned, and as much as she still could, Eva blushed, feeling how slippery his fingers were against her mound. They gently danced and kneaded over her outer lips, the sensation so tantalizing that she was gasping for breath even before one casually flicked over those bare inner petals, puffy with heat. "Just a moment..."

He scooted down the bed and caught the string of her bottoms in his teeth, tugging it loose, brushing the fabric aside with his nose, and then pressing his nose right against the source of a that heated scent. He was a fruit bat, after all, and his love for nectar seemed to extend to more intimate affairs. That long tongue slipped out again, drawing a long and loving lap along her slit, scooping up her wetness and seemingly savouring it for a brief moment - his breath coming in hot puffs through his nostrils - before pressing his lips right against her achingly stiff clit.

It was only foreplay, it wouldn't last long. But Eva moaned out at that contact. He was gentle, almost loving in the way he was licking her. Slow enough that it didn't feel overwhelming, but each wet touch of this tongue driving her absolutely wild. Better than any lover she'd had before. Not that she'd had many, which only left her more vulnerable to the skills of an _expert_like this.

"You're deep in heat, aren't you?" he smirked, briefly making eye contact as he looked up from his brief feast. "No wonder you need this so badly. Rr, you smell so good..."

He climbed back up, quickly undoing her top and flashing a satisfied grin as her breasts were revealed as well. Her legs spread with a very physical, carnal kind of desire, and he took his place between them. She was all but fully in the grip of instinct, now, drawn closer to that dangerous cock jutting out from between the bat's legs.

She caught her first proper glimpse of it. It was... massive. Almost as thick as her wrist. Eva licked her lips. And just behind it, his balls. Nobody ever talked about how sexy a full pair of balls looked, everyone saw them as ugly things, but she had to disagree. The bat had a very big pair, almost the size of mangoes, covered by short, smooth fuzz. She couldn't help but think about full they must've been. How eager to leave that all that seed deep inside her, where she absolutely couldn't allow it to go.

"C-condom!" she managed to choke out.

"Mm, don't worry," Alex replied. He dug into the pocket of his discarded jeans, pulling out a wrapped, extra large package. "Just relax, I'll take good care of you."

What she didn't notice, of course, was a small hole in the wrapper. He'd taken a moment to prepare it, earlier, puncturing it with a small needle. Enough so that it'd leak the moment any pressure was applied. It'd only be perhaps a drop of cum, but that meant millions of his little swimmers would find their way into her. Yet her vision was too blurry to notice that, her eyes watery with desire and lust, only briefly glancing at the condom. He had it, that was all that mattered, and her hungry gaze quickly returned to his cock, trembling as she saw it buck and throb so close to her vulnerable yet _wanting_entrance. When had he even taken his trunks off? The moment seemed blurrier with each passing heartbeat, harder to keep track of.

He made a show of unwrapping it, letting that massive sack of his rest against her mons. The sensation was almost indescribably sexy, in meaning if not in physicality. Slowly, he teased the tip over his blunt glans, and rolled it down over his shaft. Eva raised her legs higher, like an animal in heat - what else was she, at this point? - and tilted her hips upwards, offering her open sex to him.

"There, all safe, see?" he smiled, pulling the tip tightly over that slit at the end of his shaft, that'd soon be spurting out his seed. There was only one tiny prick at the very tip, too small to see, at least in this dim lighting.

She closed her eyes and imagined that he wasn't. The fantasy of bare, dangerous sex was impossibly erotic. The reality of it far less so. So far, she'd managed to keep the two separate. But as long as he had that condom on - 99.9% protection, she reminded herself - there was no harm in fantasizing_of him stuffing that beautiful cock into her fertile body, _claiming her,seeding her, knocking her up-

All those thoughts came to an abrupt stop when he actually pressed his massive shaft against her entrance. It'd be a tight fit. Impossible even, if she wasn't so wet for him. He took his position between her spread legs, and slowly began to push into her.

It was like a heavenly choir went off in her head, urging him on, grinding herself back against his girth. Wanton, passionate, needy. If anything, her thrashing made it harder, enough so that Alex grabbed pinned her down with his hands on her shoulders, huffing as his glans very slowly manage to stretch her out enough for him to slip inside.

There was, if not an audible one, a very tangible pop_when he did. A _slurp as her body finally yielded and the first inch or so of his manhood pushed into her. She let out a shrill moan in response. It felt like a red-hot pipe, or a baseball bat inside her, and she wanted all of it. She needed to cum, badly, probably more so than she ever had before in her life.

He was gentle. He had to be, with how tight the fox was around him. Being so well-hung could be both a blessing and a curse. So each thrust of his hips was minute, at first, working himself deeper into her clutching, clenching, and soaking wet passage, letting her adjust. Each little motion still felt wonderful, like fireworks going off in her very core, scratching that primal urge to simply get taken.

She adjusted quickly enough. Part of that was because of her heat. It always left her more capable, so to speak. The ache of being stretched so wide faded away into constant background pleasure. Eva hooked one of her legs around the bat's hips and pulled him into her, squeezing, so as to know it was okay for him to really begin to rut her.

He did, and she quickly dissolved from moderately horny and needy into a moaning, squealing, shivering mess. The hottest part of it all, as that wonderful, rubber-clad cock pistoned into her, was feeling his massive balls grind against her groin with every thrust, so very heavy and almost _foreboding_in a way. She was lucky to be protected, because with how much cum he must've surely had stored up for her, it'd be extremely risky otherwise.

She wasn't protected of course. Each thrust stretched tiny hole in the condom a little further, a fair bit of the bat's rich precum seeping through and into her, adding to that heated, slippery feeling between her legs. She was too deep in the throes of pleasure to really think about it, though, and on a very short fuse at that. The foreplay and the tonguing had already gotten her close, and now, she'd not last long at all, panting and begging incoherently between loud, hoarse moans as the amazing friction of Alex's cock all but mastered her body, inevitably bringing her closer and closer.

The hardest part for Alex was making sure they came at the same time. If Eva wasn't distracted, she might feel him cum. Some women could, feeling that strange, thick heat of cum erupting into them. Not all of it would end up inside her, but plenty enough to knock her up in her current state, and she'd hopefully be none the wiser until it started to show. So when he felt her stiffen beneath her, tensing up as she teetered right on the edge of orgasm, he finally relaxed, letting her wet tightness stroke him towards his own orgasm.

They came just about simultaneously. Eva arched her back and gave a choked cry of pleasure as she was pushed over the edge, clutching and even clawing at the bat's back as her body milked him, instinctively seeking to squeeze his cum out. That in turn brought him over the edge as well, which was always such a sexy feeling. She whimpered feeling the base of his cock flex inside her - thanking her lucky stars one last time that there was a protective latex barrier between his amazing cock and her very fertile womb - and then, ecstasy.

Alex stayed inside her, hilted to the very root, and let his cum spurt out of his overproductive balls. The condom caught most of it, of course. But enough was pushed through the hole by each gush, that virile and thick seed seeping into her body with nothing to stop it, pooling against the gates of her womb because of how she'd angled herself. Even if her mind didn't register it, her traitorous body did, knowing it was getting what it wanted, leaving her cumming again almost immediately after the last time, convulsing as her cervix dipped into that pool of seed, each spasm of her inner muscles helping, just as nature intended.

And then it was over. Eva could barely think at all, preferring to shower Alex's face with affectionate kisses, as he panted on top of her.

"Mh. That was so good," she finally huffed, her voice shaky and tired. If anything she wanted to just lay like this forever, afloat on the sea of afterglow, forever. What could really feel better than this? She closed her eyes, letting herself drift, and drift she did.

Alex pulled out of her after a few minutes. A tiny trickle of cum followed, and he helpfully scooped it up with a finger, depositing it back into her. Not too much. He couldn't empty what remained in the condom's massively inflated reservoir or anything, or she'd know for sure. Still, all it'd take was one single drop. He gave the grey fox a genuinely affectionate pat on the thigh before leaving her to rest, going off in search of new willing mates.

Eva laid there. She felt wonderful. Warm, tingly, and happy, with no knowledge that some of that satisfaction came from the fulfilment of her heat. All she knew was that she felt amazing, fully relaxed, her body urging her to simply lay there and let things happen as they did. And she did, for what felt like an hour, at least.

Eventually she heard someone tiptoe into the room again, and through it, into the bathroom. It was the bat, but this time, his attention wasn't on her. He probably didn't realize she was actually awake, and she felt no particular need to tell him. She felt just about half asleep, anyway.

Though her heart skipped a beat when she saw him leave the bathroom with a small box in his hand. Eva opened her eyes just enough to see what it was. Contraceptives. As in, Jess' pills. What exactly was he doing?

Eva snuck into the bathroom, energized by a sudden surge of adrenaline, after Alex left it. There was still a box of them there, but, as she inspected it more closely, she noticed a few typos on the packaging. So the bat had traded out Jess' pill for... what? Something that wouldn't work, that much was for sure. There was only one conclusion to draw; he wanted to knock her up.

And if he wanted to knock her best friend up, what had he done to her? Eva trembled a little, slowly getting dressed. She didn't dare inspect her sex. It felt so good right now. Her whole body did, really. Had he tricked her somehow? Had she taken a load of his seed so deep in her heat? Her head swum with the perversion of it all, but strangely enough, it also turned her on. It turned her on a lot. She hesitated, but then slid a finger into herself. She didn't feel any cum, only her own natural wetness, which was a relief, but not a guarantee. Somehow, it only made her more unsure.

As she was preparing to rejoin the party, or maybe go home, having no idea if it was still happening, she heard a high-pitched moan from the other room, and carefully approached it, with the kind of stealthiness only foxes and cats could manage. She peeked into the mostly dark guest room, only to discover Alex obviously fucking Jess, in the same position he'd taken Eva just moments ago. He wasn't, from what the fox could saw, wearing a condom at all, and that made her bite her lip, hard. So the bat had switched out her pills, and was now fucking Jess with the clear intent of cumming inside her. Her best friend. She could get pregnant if Eva didn't say anything. His sperm might survive for long enough inside her for them to wear off. The contraceptive boxes had that particularly odd warning that'd stuck with her, specifically regarding male bats. How long was it their sperm could last? A hundred days? Two hundred? If it was two hundred she'd definitely be fertile again while it was all still inside her.

Naturally, then, a responsible young woman like herself would've interrupted what was happening, or at least told the marten about it afterwards so she could continue using the contraceptives. But her eyes were constantly drawn to the bat's nearly mango-sized balls, watching with rapt attention as that massive shaft plunged into her very best friend. It looked so damn sexy, and it made her wonder if- no, those were silly ideas. Evil, almost. She had to tell her.

And yet, Eva couldn't quite muster the will to do so. She wanted to see what'd happen, and that rapidly rebounding horniness distracted her from doing anything. She realized she was idly rubbing at her own belly. Was she pregnant too? No, the bat had used a condom, right? So even if he was doing this with Jess, there was no way he'd-

Eva heard him grunt with a kind of primal, masculine satisfaction, and then watched him hilt himself all the way inside her friend, who was whimpering with absolute passion. She saw his taint throb, his balls tighten, as he pumped his seed into Jess. How'd that feel, she wondered. It must've felt amazing. Really, she shouldn't interrupt the moment with bad news. And the sight of it made her so very horny despite just having cum so hard she almost went comatose for an hour.

She'd take a moment to just clear her head, she decided, making her way out behind the distracted mating pair, letting Alex finish doing his duty.

The party was indeed mostly over. And truth be told, Eva was too absorbed in thoughts to really participate in it anyway. Many things swirled around in her head, though most were either lust or worries.

Eva never did do anything about either of the two things, though. She just couldn't bring herself to. It'd all been so perfect, and anything she did probably would just make things worse. What were the chances that either she or Jess had actually been knocked up from just one time, anyway? Even if the condom had been faulty, it'd be just a few drops of cum at worst, and there was no way his sperm could live inside Jess for long enough for her pills to wear off, Eva rationalized. Yeah, everything was probably okay.

So the weeks passed, uneventfully.

Well, uneventful until one day when Eva woke up. For a brief moment, it was a morning like any other. The sun filtered through her blinds, warm and pleasant. She felt alright. Then in the next, she was rushing to the bathroom, dry heaving into the sink. Oh no. She knew what'd happened, and she'd let it happen. The bat had tricked her just like she suspected, and she'd let his little swimmers safely find their way to her eggs, and... now, her belly would swell, and she'd be a single mother just after graduating.

The thought, perverse as it was, turned her on. A lot. The moment the nausea ebbed, she sunk down on the bathroom floor, plunging her fingers into her successfully bred slit, only to discovering she was drenched, already. She was pregnant, fuck. Pregnant with the bat's offspring, and she'd let it happen. Jess probably was too, and... god. Her head was swimming as she rubbed herself feverishly, pinching one nipple and then the other with her free hand, fantasizing of how she'd soon have a pup nursing from her. She'd fallen just on the finish line, surrendered to her heat, and it was an a shivering, dissolute sensation, her body rewarding her in _spades_for allowing herself to be fertilized.

Every inch of her was so sensitive, so very sensitive. Oh, having to raise a kid alone would be a pain, but she couldn't wait to feel it grow inside her. She was such a good girl, letting herself get knocked up. Countless fantasies, one more perverse than the other, flit through her head as she pumped a pair of fingers into herself, rubbing her clit with the other.

Nff. I'm going to be a mother, was the last coherent thought before a mind-shattering climax overwhelmed her, leaving her whimpering and twitching on the bathroom floor, feeling her passage milk and squeeze around her fingers, the pleasure burning away all attempts at worrying about the future, if only for a brief few minutes.

It was a little embarrassing, in the end. Companies weren't exactly eager to hire someone who'd end up on maternity leave soon after being hired, but she managed to scrape by with freelancing tasks as her belly slowly grew over the months. There was, beyond the hormones that kept her rather hot and bothered, a sense of almost pleasant shame to it, too. The thought that everyone who saw her like that, with an obvious pregnancy, would know what she got knocked up in a one-night stand, given that she didn't have a boyfriend. That she was some kind of slut. Of course, they couldn't possibly know that, and chances are nobody ever even looked at her twice. But it was a confusingly hot fantasy.

By the time she was visibly, undeniably pregnant, she noticed that Jess, her old friend, had posted some pictures of her own pregnancy online. So yeah, she'd never told Eva directly, but the bat had definitely gotten her too. And the weirdest thing was, as always, that Eva found it kind of sexy. Knowing that she could've stepped in to stop it, but didn't, and didn't even bother to stop herself from conceiving. Like she was complicit in that bat-bastard's plan, out of sheer lust, because of how much it turned her on. A little shameful, a little thrilling, in a heady mixture. In fact, reminiscing about her sneaky impregnation had become one of her favourite fantasies to masturbate to, whenever the mood struck.

A few months later, and after a long hospital visit, there she was, nursing on a frankly adorable and distinctly bat pup. He looked almost exactly like his father, and Eva couldn't help but love him despite the strange circumstances that'd left to his birth. It was always a gamble how pups would look when two different species mated. They might be exactly like the mother, exactly like the father, or hybrids. Not that it mattered to her.

But she had grown fairly lonely during her pregnancy. Sure, she had a baby now, which made dating a little difficult for several reasons, but nonetheless, she did want a relationship. Most declined outright when she mentioned she was a single mother. Some even acted abusive about it. A few didn't though, and after some dating, she'd found someone who almost seemed ideal.

"Mm, I don't mind," the badger smiled warmly. "He's cute, and you're cute too. Though..." he trailed off, closing his eyes for a moment.

"Yeah?" Eva replied. Her baby's claws were digging uncomfortably into her boob, but that was only natural for bats. Something she had to tolerate. The little bastard grabbed onto anything.

"Well, I do want to give you a baby of my own. So we'd have two," he finally spoke. "I know, I know, it's not really right of me to ask, but..."

The two had hit it off. The badger was charming and seemed to be genuine, and Eva couldn't really find it in her heart to _blame_him. Most people did want to have children eventually. So she promised that, once her current baby had grown up just a little more, they could have another. And so, they got together.

He wasn't the most exciting person, but he was always cheery, diligent, had a good job and certainly seemed utterly loyal to her. All in all, a good catch. They'd have a baby of their own in a year's time, when her heat came, and that'd be that. The thought of another pregnancy was both a little scary and exciting for Eva, though the last one had gone off without any complications. Still, there was something so very intimate, cute, and maybe even hot about it. Over that year, the bat all but faded from her memory, as she settled into life with her new boyfriend.

Well, until Jess got knocked up again. She had enough money that it wouldn't bother her too much. That part didn't worry Eva. What did was what, exactly, she posted with the pictures of her bump. "Oops, it happened again. Same guy, too. <3"

That couldn't be, could it? Surely she'd not let the bat do it to her again? Unless she'd found it even hotter than Eva had. Eva at least told herself she didn't want it to happen again, even if it was a kind of precious memory. But she had a boyfriend and everything now. Of course, as nobody can fully control their thoughts, she did briefly imagine it, accompanied by a shiver. How Jess must've willingly let the bat fertilize her again, without even needing any trickery this time. Mmnf. Well, I guess she's more of a slut than I am. Then again, she's not in a relationship, is she?

She wasn't, as a quick scroll of her social media stuff confirmed. I guess that was it, she wanted to stay as a single mother. It had to be nice, living a life of luxury.

Eva's life went on as it had before, meanwhile, with the regular workdays at the office, now that she'd finally landed a job, hammering out apps and systems as demanded, earning her pay. Her heat also drew closer, and both she and her boyfriend were increasingly excited about it, teasing each other almost daily. It'd only be a couple days, now, and they'd get to rut all weekend, making sure she was well and truly pregnant again. They'd send the little tyke to a relative for that, of course. It was a little hard to get horny with his occasional high-pitched bat-screams. But that was okay, the badger wasn't all that horny. Well, when he got going, he certainly lasted a while, but overall he had a sex drive that matched Eva's, or maybe it was even a little lower, which was definitely a blessing.

And then, just a few days before they'd decided they'd start, on her way back from work, she ran into Alex again. Or rather, he sat down next to her on the bus.

It actually took him a few moments to recognize her. In those few seconds she caught a brief glimpse of what he'd been looking at on his phone. Scrolling through what seemed like hundreds of pictures of... to put it in appropriate terms, creampies. And pregnant women. Each picture had a date on it. Was it just porn, or had he actually bred that many women? It was a crazy amount, almost like that otter they said worked at the sperm bank. But that was probably just rumors.

Before she had any opportunity to actually be shocked, much less consider it further, Alex noticed who he was sitting next to. Immediately, a knowing grin spread over his muzzle. He placed a hand on her thigh.

If it had been anyone else, it'd have been creepy. It should've_been creepy even as it was. It should've been _more so given what he'd done.

But instead, Eva felt that familiar twinge of arousal inside her. No, no, no. Get it together. You're not doing this again. Your actual boyfriend wants a baby. You're not letting this guy do it again.

There was about a 50/50 chance, though, that he'd never know. That any baby the bat, or her boyfriend, sired in her would look just like a regular grey fox. But that was a crazy gamble, not to mean _very_immoral. Unfaithful. She loved her boyfriend, didn't she?

Yet, Alex had gotten under her skin all those years ago, and he'd kept that ability, slinking right past her defences. Try as she might, she couldn't really think negatively of him. Maybe it was some kind of defensive reaction to blot out what should've been a traumatic movement, but all her memories of him were positive, happy, thrilling fantasies. And as that paw crept up her inner thigh towards her panties, right there among everyone else on the bus, those memories were rising to the forefront again. Not to mention that there was something deliciously objectifying, almost degrading about being_just another one_ for the bat, if she was right in her hunch that all those pictures were of his earlier conquests, just like she and Jess had been.

Very briefly, those digits brushed over her panty-clad lips, and Eva made no effort to resist. She knew how this would end up, if nobody intervened. She, herself, was powerless to stop it. No, you're not. You could stop it right now. But you're so slutty you just want to feel him do it again. It's entirely your choice, her inner voice reprimanded her. But the next time you go into heat you'll already be fucking your boyfriend. His swimmers will be the freshest and he'll keep pumping them into you. There's no way he'd get that unlucky, the devil on her shoulder countered.

The bus slowed to a halt, and she stood up. This was her stop, after all. Only a short walk from her home. Yet, just as she thought she'd be home free and safe, the bat rose too. He wasn't just going to let her go without giving her a little present to remember him by. As if her pup wasn't enough.

There was a public restroom near the bus stop. He tugged her towards it. Not forcefully, merely as a suggestion. She had to allow him to, and she did, letting him guide her into the cramped stall. At least it was clean. Just the anticipation had her soaking wet again. Just like she had been, at that party. Except this time he probably wasn't going to use a condom, at all. That only excited her more. She'd finally get to know what it felt like to have those massive balls freely spurt their virile cargo into her.

Alex locked the door, and instantly, they were at each other. It wasn't just him, this time. Eva caught the bat in a passionate kiss, fumbling as she tore off his clothes. As much of them as she had to, anyway, losing her own attire to him in turn. It was pure and carnal, the two lovers frenziedly working towards the same goal. His cock flopped out, fully hard, just as big as Eva remembered it. Just as eager-looking. She stole a quick feel of it, squeezing the firm girth of it eagerly, a feeling like butterflies in her stomach.

Before she even knew it, she was on the toilet seat, her legs spread wide, moaning happily as Alex pounded into her. Unprotected. It felt like heaven, the intense heat of him so deep inside her, smooth and soft on the surface but for bulging veins, and the unyielding hardness of his arousal.

Then, she was riding him. Clutching his shoulders as she worked her hips up and down, fully intent on breeding herself on that magnificent cock. Another kiss, sloppier and breathier than the last. The bat's expression was almost one of surprise at how eager she was, but he wasn't about to protest. It'd only been a happy coincidence, a twist of fate that the two had met. And now, Eva was taking out those years of frustrated fantasies, refreshing the sexy memories of that night when she and Jess first got knocked up.

He flipped her over as his orgasm drew close. There was only one position either of them wanted to finish in. The one that'd give his little swimmers the best chance at doing their job. It was with their lips locked, moaning into each other's mouths, that they came, at almost exactly the same time. His seed erupted into her again in hot, wet spurts, and she spasmed and convulsed around him, their bodies working in perfect harmony towards that common goal. Almost right next door to her husband-to-be. This time, she got every drop of it, relishing that beautiful sticky heat pooling inside her, nearly enough to leave her feeling bloated, as if she was pregnant already.

Neither of them said a word during the entire encounter. No words were really needed. Eva spread her legs happily to let him take a photo of his work, adding her to that gallery of his.

Even as she was posing for Alex, his sperm was settling in where it belonged in her tubes. In just a few minutes, they'd made their way all the way from her soaked sex where it'd been deposited, through that ever so slightly dilated cervix, her womb, up where it'd wait for her heat and ovulation, ready and aggressive. By the time she'd recovered enough to stand up, there was enough of it inside her to knock her up several times over. A little bit of leakage as she cleaned herself up enough to be presentable made no difference.

By the time she did go into heat, the bat's swimmers were faster. There were billions of them in her, ready and eager. When her badger first pumped his own cum into her, grunting with satisfaction as he pulsated inside her, he was confident in that he'd get the job done quickly. Enough so that he'd not be surprised if it happened on day one. And yet, even as his swimmers raced up her tubes, taking less than an hour to do so, they arrived only to find themselves hopelessly outcompeted by the bat's aggressive seed. They found her egg already dividing, a new life growing inside her, claimed the moment it was ready by someone else. He never stood a chance, not really, despite his energetic and repeated attempts that continued as long as the tingles of her already-sated heat lingered.

Luckily, he never did notice or realize that she'd already had her body primed with bat-seed before he even had a chance. This one time, she was lucky enough that the baby looked just like her. Meaning either of them could've been the father. She didn't actually know, either. But the fact that it probably was another of Alex's bastards was such a deliciously naughty thought that she never did want to know. She was happy. _They_were happy, despite her infidelity.

And elsewhere, a few years after that, someone saw that photo he'd taken, briefly, and wondered how it'd feel.