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Tasha was expecting the call. It was Maya, one of her friends in the adult entertainment industry. Where Maya worked in front of the camera, Tasha worked somewhere behind it; she designed and sold sex toys, and her newest stock had to do with Maya's world-famous bottom.

"Hey, Maya," Tasha said after answering. "We still on for one o'clock? Got your custom toys here, ready to go. Packaging looks nice."

"Actually, that's the thing I'm calling about," Maya said, with a small laugh. "I'm a little bit... occupied, something came up-"

"So who was it this time? That bird with the horse dick?" Tasha interrupted, her smirk coming through in her voice.

Maya laughed. "No-o-o. Not this time. Actually, he'll be there in my place! Just try to be gentle with him, he's kind of a big softie."

Tasha tousled her curly pink hair with a finger. "Big softie, huh? Sounds like your type, yeah. I'll keep an eye out for him."

They said their goodbyes and Tasha hung up. It was only ten in the morning. She had a store to run, deliveries to receive, customers to show around before then.

In anticipation of the appointment, Tasha closed the store. Most of her business came through the online portion of her shop anyway. She lamented the lack of hands-on salesmanship, but she wasn't stupid, and she had adapted well to the changing times. She tallied up the cash drawer - another relic, since most customers were cashless these days - as she waited.

About a quarter past one, a car pulled into the lot out front. Even the snide, somewhat jaded Tasha had to stop and look: she'd never seen a Lamborghini before, let alone one in her parking lot. Most customers tried to keep a low profile. She thought she recognized the fox who got out. She didn't exactly have her pulse on classic rock, but she realized who he was once he got to the door. She opened it for him, grinned up at him. "You're that Kahnso guy, aren't you? I thought Maya told me she knew you."

Kahnso looked down at her - way down. Tasha stood under four feet tall, tiny compared to Kahnso's seven. He cracked a smile and took off his Ray-Bans. "Uh. Yeah, Maya sent me to pick up the wares."

Tasha waved him in. She locked the door behind him. Despite her stature, the store was sized for average heights and Kahnso had to dip his head under the doorway slightly. "I expect this whole deal with Maya to be a big draw. She's one of the smut industry's little darlings." Tasha patted his hip and led him past shelves upon shelves of sex toys. There were the requisite fleshlights and dildos; anal beads and buttplugs; countless varieties of lubes and flavored condoms.

"I should bring my wife here sometime," Kahnso murmured.

Tasha, who had spotted the glittering gold band on his finger immediately, played dumb for the sake of conversation. "You're married, huh? Bet she's a lucky lady. This way, handsome."

She took him to the back of the store and through black curtains hanging over a door frame. The room she led him into seemed unfinished with bare wall studs and insulation, along with several stacks of boxes in the corner, unopened. In another corner was a bed, vastly overlarge for someone of Tasha's short but wide stature. She gestured at it, said, "Make yourself comfortable."

Although Kahnso sat on the bed, he asked her, "Didn't Maya just send me to pick something up?" His red eyes drifted to the boxes in the corner.

Tasha stood before him, paws on her formidable hips. "You in some kind of rush, prettyboy?"

Kahnso's eyes snapped to her and narrowed slightly. "Not really."

The fennec reached up and gripped the saber fangs framing his lower jaw. She pulled him down by them and smacked a kiss on his lips. "Then stay a while. Lemme give you a sample of the wares."

He eyed her compact figure, then smirked. "Baby, no offense, but I'd split you like a fucking log."

"Yeah, that so?" She flicked his nose hard enough to sting and stepped back a pace. "Well I like the confidence, and maybe I'll take you up on that log-splitting sometime, but I meant the actual wares, horndog."

Kahnso frowned and rubbed his nose. Tasha smiled. "But hey. If you want to just take the boxes and go, I'll go grab you a handcart."

The big, muscular fox eyed her for a moment. Tasha could see him scan her, saw his eyes flit over her figure in that hungry way men were so bad at hiding. To sweeten the deal she peeled up her shirt, a snug mauve thing that accentuated the thick mounds of her breasts.

"Or you could stay and play. Besides. I'm sure Maya would like to know her product got her boytoy's seal of approval." Tasha placed a paw on his knee and squeezed it. She eyed his tight face and said, "This is where you say something, handsome. It's called a conversation."

Kahnso trailed his tongue over his lips and a fang. "Sure," he said, calmly. "Let's see what you have."

Tasha smiled slyly. She reached up and stroked his cheek briefly, letting her fingers linger a moment before she pulled away. "That's what I like to hear. You can read product descriptions all day long but there's nothing quite like a live demonstration to really sell a toy."

Kahnso undressed and left his clothes in a heap on the floor. As he did so, the topless fennec cut the tape seal on one of the nearby boxes and took out a pink and red package. It had a clear plastic window and sported imagery of Maya DuPont, the famous fennec porn star. Through the plastic window, where one would expect to see an action figure, was instead the business end of the sex toy inside: an exceptionally detailed and life-size replica of Maya's anus, the bump of her subtle scrotum underneath and the hint of her tail's root above it.

"I'll bet this looks familiar to you," Tasha chuckled as she opened the packaging. "These are gonna go fast, I'm sure."

Kahnso took the silicone toy and studied its orifice. He felt over it with his finger, tugging it open slightly. Most of the toy was the sandy brown color that Maya herself was, but the anus was appropriately pink. Kahnso said, "Definitely looks like Maya, yeah."

Tasha slipped out of her jeans and her panties, but her confidence didn't seem to wither at all. She said, "Let me guess, though - you have the real thing on a regular basis. So let's do something unusual. I've got a couple ideas." She winked. "Just you wait there." Before she crossed the curtains, she looked back and said, "Start warming up. I'll be back."

The small fennec was never shy about taking products off the shelves to woo potential customers. Product demonstrations were tax write-offs, at least according to her accountant. She took a number of things off the shelves from a few sections, along with a tube of lube, and she walked to the back room with the stack of boxes crowded up against her boobs. She let them spill across the bed beside Kahnso, who was sitting against the headboard with his sheath in his grip and his penis peeking free like lipstick. She couldn't see the knot yet, but his size impressed her.

She said, eyeing his growing phallus, "Ever think of having a mold made?" She tipped her chin at his groin. "People go crazy for celebrity toys."

Kahnso smiled. "Might have to help me sweet-talk my wife."

Tasha smiled back. "Well we'll see about that. So let's get started, shall we? Something tells me you're the kind of guy who would love something like this." She held up a small package, very plain compared to what held the Maya sleeve he had since set on the bed. It showed a small silver buttplug.

The large fox's ears splayed, and his cheeks warmed. "Uh. Sometimes I do stuff like that." He hesitated. "For my wife, I mean."

Undeterred, Tasha opened the package and took the plug out. In her small fingers it looked large. "I get what you're saying - don't worry. You can wear it home and surprise her with it." She cracked open the lube and started to drizzle it over the plug. Kahnso watched, gaining a tiny, nervous grin.

"You're good at reading people, huh?"

Tasha smirked. "If by reading people you mean picking up on extremely obvious cues, then yes. Now roll over. On your side or your belly, that's up to you."

"I'm starting to think Maya did this on purpose," Kahnso lowly said as he rolled onto his side. He reached for his taut bottom to pull his cheek aside, but Tasha firmly gripped it and exposed his hole for herself.

"Nah. Happy accident. Maya's too much of a doll to be conniving." Tasha touched the smooth point of the plug to his anus. When he shuddered, she conceded, "Yeah, it's cold, I should've warmed it up first. Try to relax."

Had Kahnso been a virgin she would've gone slower, but like his unsubtle expressions, Kahnso's anus said a lot to her. Its somewhat thickened rim told her that he liked more than just the occasional rimjob and plugging; the way he had rolled over without even bitching filled her in the rest of the way. She sunk the plug into his ass and listened to the low, quavering moan he made.

When Kahnso was all plugged up, Tasha let go of his ass cheek and gave it a pat. "There you go. How's that feel, boytoy?"

"Pretty good," he huffed. He looked back at her. "What else you got, babe?"

Tasha coaxed him to lie back. Now that she knew how pliant she was, he was really starting to grow on her. She rubbed his stomach, where he was mostly hard but had the slightest hint of a paunch starting. "Well, Kahnso, I'm so glad you asked. Let's test out the merch."

Kahnso looked at the pile of product boxes but Tasha picked up the Maya sleeve. "Don't mind those, we'll get to them. Those are more of a dessert thing anyway." Kahnso noticed that a number of them were dildos and considered the plug already socked into his ass.

"You fuck everyone who comes into your store or just the celebrities?"

Tasha laughed at that. "If I fucked everyone who came in I'd never get anything done. As far as celebrities go, well," she was drizzling lube into the business end of the Maya sleeve, making its pink anus glisten while excess lubricant dribbled out the other end, "you were a celebrity, what, twenty years ago? Twenty-five?"

Kahnso snorted and sat up. "My last album went gold, thanks."

"Well pardon me," Tasha replied. Standing on the bed, she put a foot on his snout and pushed him back down. "Now let's see how you like this. Visually I'd say it's a dead ringer for Maya's behind, as I'm sure you'd agree. I'm curious to know how it feels to someone who's actually had the real deal bouncing in their lap."

Tasha straddled his stomach and had to spread her legs wide to do it. The warmth of her loins against his navel made Kahnso grumble pleasantly. He slid his paws over her sides and hips, eclipsing much of her small yet voluptuous body each time he touched her. "Guess I can't argue with that logic. I'd rather be fucking you, though."

"Down, boy," Tasha dryly said. She touched the sleeve to the tip of Kahnso's cock. His plump red shaft was mostly free, but the knot was bunched up in his sheath. As she slid the slippery toy over his cock, she listened with pert ears to the low, grumbling moan he made. The soft ridges and ripples of the toy's channel teased his meat, and he added to the lubrication with some of his own. The fennec said, "There, how's that feel, big boy?"

"Mm, not as good as the real thing," Kahnso remarked. His fingers slid over Tasha's breasts. Of a fair size on her frame, they were petite under his big digits. "Guess it's tight enough, though."

Tasha slid it down, pulled it up, down again. A jet of his precum shot through the other end. The fennec chuckled when she said, "Looks like it's got you leaking at least. Must be doing something right." She pulled the toy down to his knot, and then she started to push his sheath down. He grunted when the mouth of his sheath stretched around the fat red bulb, and then relaxed once it hung slack behind the knot. "There we go. Nice dick, very nice. I'll say it again, you really should consider getting a mold made of it." She glanced back at him while he rubbed her heavy ass cheeks. "Tell your wife if she does, you can fuck her even when you're away from home."

He grinned. "Yeah, good idea. Hey babe, here's my dick but it vibrates. How can I compete with that?"

Tasha stroked him with the toy, bumping the pink silicone anus against his knot each time she slid it down. "Gotta step up your game then." She slid herself back, dragged her groin against the grain of his fluffy fur. She left a bit of moisture in his fur, just enough that he could feel it. "How's that feeling now, handsome?"

"That toy or your pussy sliding up my belly?"

The fennec smiled. "Oh, what the hell, both."

Kahnso's large paws slid down her back. Tasha arched into his touch and brushed her large tail across his face. "The toy feels pretty good. Like Maya, I guess - except Maya's usually kissing me. Or making cute faces."

"And how about me?"

"You feel nice. You'd feel better with my dick up your ass, I bet."

Tasha was still working the toy up and down, not only bouncing it but twisting it a bit too, trying to simulate the little motions that came with a body's full weight moving and shifting during sex. The noise the toy made was wet and vulgar, an almost constant suckling, and lube and precum both squirted out of the opposite end of the toy. Tasha paused to add more, squirting a few tablespoons of the stuff into the open end. Kahnso shuddered and she said, "I know, I know, it's cold. It'll warm up. That buttplug did, right?"

"Doesn't mean it's not uncomfortable," Kahnso groused.

"Aw, you poor thing," Tasha tutted. She pulled the toy down to his knot and left it there, then slid further up his body. Her wide ass bumped his snout and she said as she wriggled against him, "I'll throw you a bone, let's warm that face up. Looks like a good chair."

Kahnso grappled with her thick behind. He kissed one of her ass cheeks and growled, "If you really wanted to throw me a bone-"

"I know, I know - I'd let you fuck me, but teasing big boneheads like you is just so much more fun. Besides," she reached back and ruffled his hair, "I'm not letting you fuck me until I get to go for a ride in your fancy car."

The big fox nipped her on the ass; she gasped, and that was enough to make him grin. "Yeah? I think I have my daughter's booster seat in the trunk, sure."

"Very thoughtful, but also, shut up," Tasha said. She raised herself up and at once slammed her bountiful ass down onto his face. The way he grunted, like he'd expected her to be so much gentler, or perhaps lighter, made her smirk. She wriggled down onto his face and felt the cold button of his nose against her anus. His nose was in fact very broad, but she still pushed against it like she planned to fuck herself with his muzzle. "Being friends with Maya, I'm sure you eat some wild ass. Get after it."

She leaned back as Kahnso got to work; he did it without so much as a grumble. Big boys were always the same, all talk. Tasha's rim quivered against his lapping tongue and flaring nostrils. Resting her weight on her arms, she gripped the sleeve in her dexterous feet and began to pump it up and down the big goon's cock. Her legs were so strong and her toes had such purchase that she worked it even harder than she had with her arms. Beneath her fat ass, Kahnso groaned and huffed, snuffling and lapping at her smothering rear.

"Ass really gets you in gear," Tasha observed. "Good to know." As she worked the toy on his penis she considered the possibilities of having such a big and handsome boytoy to boss around. Certainly Maya wouldn't mind sharing him; and she was curious to know what kind of woman Kahnso would settle down with. She hadn't been joking about wanting a ride in his Lambo, either.

Kahnso bucked his hips occasionally, yet seemed content otherwise to let Tasha hold the reigns. The way he devoured her ass, slathering not just the hole but her crack and great swatches of her cheeks, was making her wetter than she already was. Had she not been holding her weight up with her arms, she would have at least fingered herself; but that was a silly thought when she had Kahnso at her command. Currently he was feeling up her breasts, tweaking her nipples, savoring the curves. She huffed, "I know a place you can warm up a couple of those fingers, prettyboy."

When Kahnso started fingering her, Tasha started to ride on his snout in a limited way. She was pushing off the bed and off of his sleeved cock to move herself. Through the silicone she could feel his cock flexing, and the precum jetting out the other end of the toy glazed her feet. She was grinning when she said, "Someone's getting close. Let me warn you now, you're not gonna get your knot in this thing, unlike the real deal. Science has yet to make a rubber as stretchy as Maya."

"Mm," Kahnso murmured. He wasn't listening to her and she picked up on that from the tone of his grunt. But she let it slide, and she was more interested than what his tongue could do than what it could say.

The fennec was hot and slick around his fingers, and Tasha had to admit that he was good with them. He didn't just rake them in like he was trying to dig a hole; he caressed and he spread them slowly. He pumped them but he was thoughtful about the way he gave pleasure. His wife, Tasha decided, wasn't the kind of woman who needed a vibrator. She said with only a touch of strain in her voice, "You're good, boytoy, real good." She thought of telling him, truthfully, that most men had trouble making her squirt, but being opaque was part of her charm.

Tasha brought the toy down against his knot with most of her weight, selfishly leveraging her legs to bounce her ass on his face. Whatever the motivation was, it got Kahnso off; he bucked against the toy, lifted her feet, and shot through the other end of the tight sleeve. He moaned into her ass, breathed his hot breath into her crack. Now he dug into her pussy but Tasha didn't mind it because he actually knew where the g-spot was. At the same time his thumb flexed against the button of her clitoris.

As Kahnso's semen gushed out of the toy and spattered Tasha's ankles and feet, he worked at her pussy and he tongued the tight bud of her asshole so harshly that his tongue slipped inside of her. Tasha's arms trembled, her feet fell away from the toy, and she shuddered with uncommon pleasure. Down Kahnso's thick fingers she squirted, and she said in a voice which was twinged with pleasure but still full of her trademark slyness, "M-maybe I'll let you fuck me after that car ride we talked about."

Like her stature, Tasha's orgasms were short but full. As pleasure wracked her body, and with her legs to support most of her weight, she rubbed the bridge of Kahnso's snout and she said, "That'll do, big boy. I'm not a bowling ball, you can stop fingering me like that."

Once Kahnso slid his fingers out of her, she half expected his pads to be pruned, she was so wet. She rolled off of him and knelt on the bed close by. He grinned at her and she grinned back. The fennec leaned low and smacked a kiss on his lips. "Good job, handsome. Now tell me how you liked the toy. Come on, give me a celebrity endorsement here."

Kahnso chuckled. He grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and tucked it under his head. "Uh, I don't know - almost as good as the real thing? The best part was the sales rep, she sat on my face."

Tasha tutted. "That's not gonna do. Obviously biased." She pulled the toy off of his cock. Semen and lube dribbled out of it in slight imitation of the kind of creampie Kahnso had dumped into Maya more times than he could count. As she set it aside, not caring about the sheets, she asked, "Want the plug out too?"

"Nah," he said. "Like you said, I wanna surprise my wife with it."

The fennec draped herself over him, breasts pressing against his hard chest. "Well, mister celebrity, consider that one a freebie." She looked over at the other toys in their boxes. She had wanted to grab a harness and use a few of her most popular dildos on him, just to see if she could make him pop from that alone. But orgasms made her sluggish, especially ones she wasn't expecting. For a moment she listened to his heartbeat, which her large, keen ears made easy. Kahnso caressed her short body, doting on her rump as if he hadn't gotten enough of it.

Eventually, when his penis was little more than lipstick in his sheath, Kahnso asked, "Want me to go find the booster seat, baby?"

Tasha smiled slyly. "Sure. Let's go for a ride."