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"I guess a name is definitely in order then?" Arthur chuckled, petting his new stone vixen companion's head.

"How about Alaina?" Arthur suggested, standing beside her, his still exposed member tantalizingly close to the vixen's face.

"It's wonderful, darling," she answered giddily, her tails swaying excitedly behind her while she gave a toothy smile.

"Then Alaina it is!" Arthur declared, kneeling down and hugging her tightly, hands brushing along her body and playing with her tails.

"Before we leave, I should explain some things to you," Alaina whispered, pressing her face into his neck with her eyes closed. "Things about myself and the nature of this dungeon."

"Well, we have as much time as you'd like," he answered warmly.

"Very well," Alaina started, taking in a deep breath that she let out in the form of a huff.

They held their embrace in silence for a few moments as Alaina tried to think of a way to explain everything she wanted to.

"The purpose of this dungeon is to protect me, not the loot in my chamber," she explained, sighing loudly. "That's why I am at liberty to just give it away. My master felt that none of it was worth as much as me."

"You've seen the stuff in there, right? Any of it could set anyone up for life," Arthur inquired incredulously, unable to comprehend how the priceless artifacts lying around were mere giveaways.

"When he made me, he spent countless hours carving my every detail, putting in an unimaginable amount of effort," Alaina continued, ignoring Arthur's interruption like it never happened. "By the time he started working on me, age had already taken it's toll on his body and almost made him blind."

"He placed such importance on me because I am the last piece he ever made," Alaina sniffled as memories of her short time with him resurfaced, weighing heavily on her heart. "H-he wasn't quite able to see what he was doing properly so he gave me life before he finished, that way I could help him make my body."

"We had mirrors in place for me to see through but neither of us realized that some of the mirrors were warped and didn't give me an accurate view," she chuckled, tears veiling her eyes and slowly traveling down her face.

"We laughed so much when we figured it out. I-I didn't spend much time with him after that," she whimpered.

"You don't have to continue if you don't want to," Arthur consoled her, wiping her tears away and giving her a quick peck on the nose.

"It's… I…" Alaina stumbled, failing to put together words that would convey her feelings.

"Shh,"Arthur silenced her, letting Alaina take deep breaths before she could do anything else.

"I'm fine," Alaina mumbled, collecting her thoughts and pushing onwards. "After he finished making my body, he put me to sleep. He said it was so he could add the finishing touches but when I woke up I was here."

"I never got to say goodbye or thank him for what he did for me," Alaina sniffled while Arthur tried to comfort her.

Several minutes passed before they said anything else, enjoying each other's comforting touch. Alaina pressed further into his body, wrapping her tails around Arthur and keeping him close.

"You can take whatever you want from here," Alaina whispered, finally breaking the deafening silence with her quiet voice and a gentle lick to Arthur's cheek. "The whole dungeon will be destroyed once I leave anyways."

"Wait, you mean to tell me that I spent an entire day mapping the damn dungeon and it's going to be destroyed?" Arthur joked, making almost comedic gestures with his hands. "If I'd known that I would've come to you sooner."

Alaina giggled before bursting out in full on laughter, her harmonious voice translating to an equally mesmerizing laugh. She stared at him with adoration in her eyes and gave him a surprise kiss, her muzzle pressing against his lips and tongue invading his mouth.

"I also have something very important to give you," Alaina huffed, pulling away from Arthur. "Give me a sec to get it for you, darling."

Her paws clacked against the adorned floors, pushing aside many of the coins and tools strewn across the room. Alaina's hindquarters swayed behind her, the vixen taking great pride in the drooling sex Arthur's eyes were glued to.

"Like the view, my love?" Alaina teased, giving her rump a little shake before diving her nose into a pile of carefully arranged treasures to pull out a strange ring.

"Inside my body is a very delicate and powerful core that serves as my heart and lifeline," Alaina explained, placing her paw on her chest to indicate it's location. "Should it ever break, I would die, but my master made this ring to work as a soul of sorts. Which means that I can survive my core being destroyed, however, I will die if anything happens to it."

She made her way back to Arthur and placed the ring on his lap, giving him an expectant look full of worry. Her tails swished anxiously behind her, the elegant fox clearly afraid of how he'd respond.

"I want you to have it, to have my very being in the palm of your hand," Alaina whispered.

"Why would you want me to have something so valuable?" Arthur asked, hand shakily reaching for the precious piece of jewelry.

"Because I am yours and yours alone," Alaina replied in her usual confidence. "Besides, it isn't nearly as fragile as you'd think."

"It's heavily enchanted and made of incredibly durable materials," Alaina told him, easing his fears over his ownership of her soul.

"Thank the gods, I thought you were handing me a glass vase that would kill you," Arthur sighed in relief, holding his head in his unoccupied hand.

"You don't have to be so scared about accidentally killing me, love," Alaina giggled, covering her mouth with her paw.

Arthur waited for her to finish having her laugh at his expense, loving the cheerful expression on her face. He rested his head in his hand, watching her slowly calm down and return to her more regal demeanor.

"I'd love to ask if this thing come in any different sizes, a little too big for me," Arthur joked, showing how he could fit several fingers in the oversized ring.

"Who said it went on your hand?" Alaina teased, pointing at his throbbing member.

"You've gotta be kidding me," Arthur mumbled underneath his breath, reluctantly bringing the ring towards his dick.

Alaina simply returned to her laughter, holding her belly as she fell onto her back, showing off the plump spade jiggling between her legs. Arthur shot her an amused glare, entertained by the vixen's childish hijinks.

"It can shrink and grow depending on where you want to put it," Alaina chuckled, spreading her hind legs to look at Arthur, paws resting at either side of her mound.

With a naughty look, Arthur saw his chance to get back at the statuette and hastily put on the ring, taking up a noble and stoic pose.

"What a devilish fiend lays here at my feet," Arthur bellowed, overdramatically pointing at Alaina who watched him with a confused expression. "I must use my blade to slay this beast!"

"Please, sir adventurer, we have no need to fight," Alaina pleaded in her best imitation of a damsel in distress, beginning to understand what was going on.

"How can we not battle? It is my duty to slay the vile creatures that plague these lands with their fiendish jokes," Arthur countered, pointing accusingly at the vixen.

"Put away your sword! There must be another way for us to make peace," Alaine implored, her eyes wide as saucers in mock fear.

"You seek peace? Lies, you dastardly devil!" Arthur accused, crawling towards her.

"Sheath that dangerous weapon of yours, sir adventurer, so I may show you my sincerest truths," Alaine purred, her hind paw pressing into his tip, smearing precum over his member and her pawpad.

"Maybe I shall! Luckily, there is a plush scabbard for me to sheath my sword in," Arthur moaned, grinding his tip into her cunt.

"C-careful, sir adventurer! That scabbard is particularly delicate," Alaine huffed, pawing at the special spot above her sex where she could rub her clit.

Liquid friction encompassed his length as he ground his cock deeper into the tight vixen, pushing through her urgent clenching and bottoming out in her. His member throbbed needfully inside her, achingly hard from the luxuriously soft tails playing with his balls.

"How are you so soft?" Arthur grunted, pounding his hips into hers, feeling the gentle pull of her stone flesh and desperate tug of her spade, the vulpine's pliable sex refusing to let go of his cock.

"Ma-aah- oh heavens!" Alaine moaned, mashing her digits into her clit and very rapidly pushing herself over the edge.

Stone flesh convulsing in an eager rhythm with Arthur's dick caught in the middle, subjected to a heavenly attack by Alaine's needy cunt. Grasping walls demanded his very essence, forcing creamy spunk from his balls to coat every inch of her insides with it's distinctive off-white hue.

"I-is now the wrong time t-to ask if you can get pregnant?" Arthur groaned, holding her haunches as he continued to plow into her.

"Y-yes!" Alaine cried out, shuddering while her paw ravaged her button with increased fervor.

"Yes I-I can knock you u-up or-," Arthur began before Alaine cut him off with a heated kiss, fighting his tongue for dominance.

She couldn't care less about the semantics behind a human impregnating a nine-tailed fox statue, there were much more pressing matters such as how she could wring Arthur for all of his seed.

Her tails cometely wrapped Arthur's family jewels, coaxing them to give her more than they had, massaging the large orbs desperately.

Arthur's shaft twitched zelously, lacking the necessary genetic material to pump into her depths yet trying to scrounge whatever spunk it could. His entire malehood ached from overexertion, not having recovered from his earlier milking by Alaine.

"Y-you have mo-more to give me, d-don't you?" Alaine inquired, hind legs trembling and toes splayed, a hungry glint in the insatiable fox's eyes.

Much smaller wads of cum shot from his shaft, Arthur effectively fucked dry by Alaine, relieved by the satisfied smile on her muzzle. He lay on top of the large statuette, comforted by the rise and fall of her chest as she mimicked breathing.

"So I don't have to worry about anything happening right?" Arthur bantered, tracing the outline of Alaine's soiled cunt.

"Maybe you do, who's to say what my master did to my body while I was asleep," Alaine quipped, bathing Arthur in sloppy kisses while barely resisting the urge to thrust into his teasing hand.

"You saying he fucked you?" Arthur snorted, finding her accidental innuendo hilarious.

"Har har, at least wait until you aren't being a tease to be a joker," Alaine retorted, swatting his hand away from her leaking sex.

"Okay, okay," Arthur relented, booping her nose much to Alaine's displeasure.

"Do that again and you're losing fox pussy privileges," Alaine pouted, pushing his hand back between her legs in direct contrast to her words.

"What? This?" Arthur laughed, watching her go cross-eyed as she saw his finger push into her nose, Alaine plunging his other hand's digits into her snatch.

She glared at Arthur, forcing him to finger fuck her, squirming beneath his touch. Her tongue hung freely from her maw, showing off the sharp teeth lining her mouth and the wonderful ridges on that same mouth's roof.

His fingers curled inside her, making her throw him off her chest and curl around his arm, clenching around his fingers. Her eyes were wide open, barely taking in anything other than the blissful blur that covered everything in sight.

Alaine's paws kept his hand pressed against her spade, squishing it against her plush cunt and covering it in their fluids.

"That is heavenly, darling," Alaine panted, taking advantage of her new position to stand up.

A thin line of cum trailed down her plump snatch, falling to the ground and pooling between her trembling legs.

"Do you like the sight of your seed dripping down my spade, darling?" Alaine purred, her tails dancing above that amazing treasure and accentuating her generous proportions.

"H-how could I not? It's beautiful," Arthur admitted, keeping his gaze locked to her curvy haunches.

"You flatter me, dear. I'd be blushing if I weren't made of stone," Alaine giggled, covering herself self-consciously with her tails.

"We should get a move on, darling," Alaine suggested.

"Absolutely, already wasted too much daylight," Arthur agreed, clumsily putting his gear back on and deciding what else he'd be taking from the dungeon.

They perused the many items lying around, occasionally arguing about which would be most useful to take with them. In the end, Alaine decided to take several books from her personal collection, occupying most of the free space in Arthur's bag and leaving him with barely enough space to fit weapons or armor.

With purpose in their stride, they made off to the dungeon's exit, Alaine wistfully looking at the result of her master's work one last time before it collapsed behind her, raising clouds of dust that filled the air in the remains of what was once her home.

However, she didn't feel as sad as she thought she would, instead it was hope she felt. Hope for a new tomorrow and a new life with the one who'd chosen her over everything else.