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CHAPTER 1: Foxy Meet and Greet

Henry the fox was only just accustomed to his new home. His owner had bought him just a week ago, having adopted him from a fox rescue. Henry was a male silver fox, just born this year. He had his vaccines but still needed to get neutered. His new owner was a young man eager to have a fox as an exotic pet. So much so that he excitedly told every friend and family member he could. He trained Henry excessively but Henry would still get into trouble, peeing around, humping blankets, and chewing on everything. Henry had a pen outside but was allowed in perhaps too often, bringing havoc to the house.

Soon after being told about Henry, his owner's aunt arrived at the door. She was an imposing woman, older and experienced but not too old. She was well built from fitness and a bit chunky, but mostly around the chest and rear end. She showed up by surprise for lunch to talk to Henry's owner on a Saturday. Henry's owner of course being her bragging nephew. He answered the door excited to see her coming over just to see Henry. He was delighted someone held as much interest in this exotic pet as he did.

As she came in Henry came down the stairs running to see who she was. His fur dark with a long, fluffy tail. He was in full winter coat and absolutely beautiful looking and luscious. He ran up to the woman and sniffed at her feet as she was taking off her shoes but ran back once she attempted to pet him. "Nervous little guy, huh? Reminds me of you out in public.", she said as a joke to her nephew. "He's still new here. I'm training him to get used to the house and you're the first visitor he's seen here.", her nephew responded. "Well can I play with him upstairs?", his aunt asked, "I've always wanted to try playing with a fox. They're so furry, slender, and long, you know?", she laughed. Her nephew replied, "Oh yes, they're so fun to stroke in their winter fur like this. Henry's very soft and petite.", he bragged.

As the aunt came in and got comfortable she made her way upstairs, her nephew and Henry following along. She was naturally assertive and both of these males not. She went to the upstairs guest room where she had stayed many times and sat on the bed. She patted the bed and told Henry to hop up. He did so but still was nervous, sniffing at her but darting back constantly. She decided to lay back on the bed and let Henry sniff at her feet as he was keen on doing. She laughed a bit at it and told her nephew to just let Henry get used to her while she rests. He agreed then went downstairs and shutting the door to keep Henry in with his aunt.

"Well aren't you a slick, furry little guy?", she said to the fox. It looked at her like a wild animal who was totally bewildered then sniffed at her feet some more. She rolled to her side which made Henry jump onto the floor then rapidly back onto the bed. "Quick, aren't you?', she said to him before talking again: "But I know what little guys like you want. I can see you're still intact down there. Hah. I can figure you out no problem.", speaking to the fox as if he understood.

CHAPTER 2: Fox Baseball

The fox was tame and nervous as the middle aged woman pulled up her skirt, revealing to him her undergarments and big butt cheeks. He had been hand raised by humans, so he never comprehended any threats from them, but she was new to him and acting in a way he had never seen before. Just what did she want?

A fox doing as foxes do, he brought his head forward to sniff at her. She moaned and giggled softly, due to the prickly whiskers of the animal touching her cheeks down there. She then responded to him by reaching a hand back. The fox's ears perked in reaction. Her hand then pulling off her underwear, slipping it down her thighs then to her legs. She gave him a moment to peer at her; his perked-ears expression now had focusing, wide eyes as he gazed at her cunt. A human woman's crotch? Something totally new to him.

The fox owner's aunt then pulled her garment up her legs to get it off fully, tossing it at the fox's face as he snorted in reaction. The musky underwear was on his nose as he got a good sniff. The confused little canine's lipstick poking out of it's sheath as his balls tightened and a ooze of fluid began to hang from his tip. He had humped pillows and stuffed toys before, but that was as far as he ever got with sex. Getting a whiff of her cunt smell sprung his cock into action as the canine's slick rod slid out of him like a thin pinkish pencil, his little rocket soon on full display. The human woman watching with an eager look on her face as she excited the little beast.

The fox began to paw at his face to get the clothing off, it soon being done, but then he was surprised to see the woman had spread one of her cheeks with a hand. Her womanly fingers had long painted nails as they exposed her rear exit to the canine. It was a little puffy with brown hairs around it, particularly on the sides and thickening up near the cunt. The hole itself a bit purplish and darkened skin surrounding it. The crevice was well developed and quite a lot to take in for a sex-starved fox to see up close suddenly. His owner never saw him as anything other than a puppy, yet he was a fully horny stud of a fox in reality. He tilted his head curious as dogs do - a cute expression naturally, sizing up the holes, his gaze going from asshole to cunt.

The fox owner's aunt shifted her legs to fold them in another position as the fox oozed onto the blankets from his erect cock. Her cunt now in his focus as he studied it. It was thick and long, with meaty bits sticking out and a plump clit. It seemed horny and puffed up, coated in pubic hair and leaking all over with a fishy but sexual odour. The fox's tail was stiff up his back with hairs sticking up, from head to tailtip, making him look like he was about to pounce. To the woman's dismay he let out of a loud mating call: 'vulp!' he shrieked.

CHAPTER 3: Venus Fox Trap

The woman's nephew then came to the room to see what the noise was all about. 'Are you OK in there? He's not biting at you or anything is he? He's just nervous I bet!', he said, the woman in a bit of a panic now. She quickly threw the blanket she was on over the fox, wrapping him in there tightly against her groin, just his bushy tail hanging out the back with his legs dangling. As the young man came into the room he seemed confused, "Oh, he got into the blanket with you, huh? So you're just playing!", he said. The woman was in relief and said "Oh don't worry, honey. He's just a little monster in the blankets making noises and having fun. He dug his own way in there. He's a cute, playful little guy just like you when you were younger~.", she stated with a soft smile and a moan to her voice. "I'll come back downstairs when we're done playing. [A soft feminine grunt is heard] You just let your aunt have some fun with the critter now, won't you? I don't want him running off with you, I only just got here! I never got to play with a fox before.", she said with a bit of a whiny tone.

Her nephew went quiet for a moment to think, looking around aimlessly, then replied, "Oh sure, what was I thinking. I get overly protective. I thought he was being aggressive with you. Sorry! I'll mind my own business for an hour and let you two go at it.", he said quickly then stepped out of the room and shut the door - having locked it on the way out. "I locked the door for you!', he shouted, "Now no one can bother you! Have fun!", he proclaimed. He heard in reply: "Oh I will! ... [speaking softly] fuck, that's so ticklish and cold you little bastard...", she mumbled softly at the end.

The young man was walking down the stairs as a thought hit him. He had left so quickly he was disorientated over what was really happening. "Did I just see her panties off on the bed?", he spoke to himself quietly. "No, the little guy must have pulled her sock off. Yeah, that's something he'd do. I really need to be less controlling and nervous about these things. I get so worked up and crazy", he uttered as he went to go cook and clean alone to stop bothering his aunt. While cleaning another thought hit him "Wait, did she swear at me as I left? No... she was talking to Henry. I wish he'd stop being so rough with her. I know he's nipping at her like he always does.", he then shook his head, "No, you're being irritating again by getting too protective. Just let her play with him rough if that's what they want.", he proclaimed proudly to himself.

Back in the room the woman was in a full relief that the door was now locked. "Fuck I should have done that before starting this.", she said as she pulled the blanket off, seeing her panties fling to the floor. "Oh God, I hope he never saw that there.", her face red as she was breathing heavy and quickly. She paused a moment staring at the door before thinking, "Oh right! The fox. He's all warm and snug between my legs. What nice fur he has. I wonder why he went still.", the fox owner's aunt then looking at Henry. Her eyes widened in surprise, the little critter's head stuffed right in her cheeks, it's two ears buckled between the fat but firm masses that made up her soft, womanly posterior. "I really nipped you in there, didn't I?", she said with a chuckle and a hhmmff. "... good boy. Just stay right there....", her voice raspy, as if her attitude had changed.

The whole while the fox had been under the blanket his head had been jammed right in her butt. Just as she had turned the thick blanket over, the dumb little canine had been leaning in fully for a sniff at her butthole, as canines are apt to do, but the force of the thick blanket and his motion of leaning forward to sniff combined together. This stuffed his head right in her cheeks, exactly when her hand let go of her butt, clapping the flesh together to nip the critter firm and tight. Her legs had then buckled over his body, just his very long and bushy tail - fur strands silky and perfectly coloured in autumn coat - hanging out that whole while.

When the woman had grunted earlier, the fox's nose had gone right into her rear's exit. She was so surprised at being walked in on she never wanted to consider what prodded her in such a sensitive area. That cold feeling was his wet little black nose twitching as the whiskers poked about her crevice. Her cheeks were so firm a line went down between them, discolouring the skin up to her holes. The fox's head was just the right size to get stuck in there at the neck, pressing out against the butt cheeks as he was sincerely squeezed tight between them: a small canine nose to a plump woman hole.

CHAPTER 4: Sniff That Hole at Your Own Risk

"[A long sigh is heard from the woman.] Well little guy, we have lots of time to have fun now, but not too much. We get an hour, right? Since you put your nose up such a dirty place and your animal stupidity almost gave me a heart attack there, I think I'll let you *enjoy* yourself back there for awhile before I really deal with you.", her statement more direct than ever, as if the fox could understand, but no one was there to tell her - or stop her. The fox's response as she stared at his fluffy little body? Stillness followed by some squirming and tugs, but that big firm butt was too heavy and strong. Her rear end was just as much muscle as it was fat, to the fox's dismay. His instinct told him to just give it a sniff then he got to tie his knot in that big juicy hairy cunt of her's, right? The poor virgin of a fox could not have been more foolish, now trapped by a human to provide pleasure and warmth as his kind are often prone to ending up being used for. His pointless struggles soon stopped as he went still, just snorting and huffing at that hole. What else was he to do?

The aunt stretched her legs out tight and straight before hugging into a pillow and resting her face on it. It was very silky much like the fox's fur, and cool to the fresh touch. She relaxed herself onto it and left the critter just where he was, not even having to clench. Her mind just enjoyed how perfectly lodged in there the fox was. "How long has he been sniffing that back there, anyway?", she asked then mumbled to herself: "It's where the fucker belongs, anyway, as if I like these stupid fur coat pieces. What a disgusting thing to do, bringing this in as a pet. Maybe next my nephew will want a pet pig instead of just buying a ham like the rest of us.", the woman a bit ticked off. "Speaking of ham...", she said with a grunt, having eaten a meal of it hours ago.

"Hrrrgghhh!" was heard from her mouth, clearly a loud grunt as her stomach could be also heard gurgling, but with no audience in the room to notice beyond the fox. Yet another grunt was made, more strained and longer this time: "Hhhhrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhh!" she let out. She then felt exhausted, taking a breather. Each time she had grunted the fox's muzzle tip was enveloped with her fleshy anus. It bulging out with little knobs of flesh around the ring, pressing against his nose each time and reeking of anal musk, each grunt responded to with a tail flap or two. "Damn those whiskers you have are prickly.", she said in an irritated voice, feeling them against her tender rear hole each time she pushed out. "I'd take you out of there but it's too good that you're like this. I got lucky here.", the fox's head still in there despite her pushing. The powerful and large ass of this woman was to be admired for its natural grip strength.

As she lay there breathing heavy into the pillow her nephew had returned but this time he came near the door quiet, not wanting to cause a scene. He was thinking "What was that grunting I heard? They're just playing and he's not hurting her?", he had rushed in nervous like before. "No... I need to be respectful and leave her alone.", he whispered softly. He listened acutely at the door, it being in his nature to be protective but polite. He could hear her nose breathing just barely, which made him get a peculiar look on his face as he kept listening closely. Suddenly he was surprised as his expression adjusted to that feeling. She was grunting again. His heart was racing, "What's going on here?" he whispered again. Yet another grunt followed by heavy mouth breathing then suddenly:

PPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTFFFFFFF!, as if the sound of a tire losing air.

This was immediately followed by a sloppy sounding wet balloon noise of FFFFFFFFRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTT! Trailing off with moist poots again and again and again and again.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh~ That feels much better! I really had one deep building up, little guy. I hope you liked it.", female laughter then heard. Her nephew then thought to himself "Ugh, for fuck's sake. Did she just fart and tell Henry that? She doesn't know I'm here... but still. There's no way he can't smell that.", he started to quietly walk away. He went down the stairs then shouted out "Everything fine up there?! I heard a lot of noise!", her reply immediately following "Oh we're just playing still, don't worry!", she shouted, a loud PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT! muffling through the ceiling upstairs, almost like a deep horn this time, laughter following it, "He's wagging his tail lots up here! Don't worry!", she shouted. Her nephew dissapointed though, "I suppose she just thinks it's funny and I don't notice what it is...", [sigh], "Well no big deal, I suppose.", he trailed off to go do dishes.

Back up in the room the fox has been taking in those long, powerful, meaty farts. Head clamped between two cheeks, nose inside the puffy exithole, and face-first releases - what a situation to be in for the little guy! For the first fart the hole was still tight, the warm stench heavily shooting up his nose as he snorted it in, but he was too weak compared to her massive and muscular butt. The power of the fart largely filled the fox's nose as it went down his throat. Just as he was about to gag the flatulence up, that longer and more wet fart hit him, totally filling his mouth with her butt's stink, each extra bit of fart pushing it down into his stomach, more and more... Henry's stomach gurgling from being filled with gas as yet another little poot filled him to the brim. His buckled ears treated with her laughing at him, as if this were a game. The fox was stuck and terrified, flapping his tail around helplessly. When he heard the two humans talking he was in relief, it's over now, right? No more of this dirty playtime? He thought he was going to lose his fox virginity but instead must have acted bad so this is his punishment he believed

Instead of being freed, he just got that third blast of a meaty fart into his nose. The woman's butthole had been pressing out over the fox's nose and snout more but got him in deep enough to clamp again. This third release was so tight against him almost all of it directly fired into the poor little canine's body. He attempted to gasp out for air but his mouth was nipped shut, much like how hard his head was gripped. He felt like he was about to explode and had no other choice than to inhale, taking almost the entire massively long and strong fart right into his lungs. He was quivering all over terrified, forced to submit to this gassy hole. If the fox was tame before, then now he was outright dominated as he just lay there, feeling his lungs expand with warmth, nothing but the smell of this human female's shit taking over his body.

CHAPTER 5: One Fox in a Woman's Hole

A hand then reached behind to grab the back of the fox's head, the poor animal without oxygen, a human butthole having taken his nose inside and clamped his mouth shut, a pair of firm and massive strong buttcheeks holding his head in place, his ears likely outright broken by now from the pressure. His tail flicked. Another hand then quickly came back. Was he being taken out now? He was so sorry for being bad. His tail started to wag wildly, slapping its bushiness all around the bed. But his relief was short lived. He felt pressure, as if pushed in even harder, but nothing happened. He was snug into her asshole. Her body then sat up as she squatted, "Oh for fuck's sake, you little shit, just get in there!", her hands then pressing in harder as her fingers gripped stiff, her butt pressing down against the animal, pushing him tight against the bed as the springs squeaked. Her nephew hearing it all "Ugh, is she trying to stuff him under the blanket again on the bed? I wish they'd not be so rough! I don't want him to bite her and make her hate foxes!", he was practically upset over it.

"Nnnfff, nfffff, nfffffffggggaughhh.... pant pant~", the woman struggling to press that fox in deeper as she put her full weight down on him, her two hands pressing that head in as firm as possible. Her arsehole was well trained for anal and practically lubed up daily, so he should go in, she thought, but getting up past that snout was an ordeal, with his big fox skull and all. Her anus sliding up along the muzzle as it dug in inch by inch. A minute went by and the canine was still not in there. She then grabbed the fox's front legs, around the top shoulders, but felt his head nearly snap back, "No, don't you die like that.", she uttered, and stuffed a pillow back there to try again. *Hhhhhrrrrrrnnnnnnggggg! Hhhhhhhnnnnn!!!*, "Ohhh!~ [shriek!]", her eyes bulged open and tongue flopped out, a huge sigh coming out of her. Her heart was racing as her cunt tingled and she clenched. She could feel pressure against her uterus, squeezing her legs together as if a giant cock was in her prodding, but she was of course empty. "Oh God....", she breathed heavy, practically tearing up. "I can't... believe it, oh God... oh God.... auunnnnggghhh...", another shriek heard.

Her rear felt so warm it was practically hot, compacted fur pressed between her cheeks well, plying them apart, as if two hands had pulled them wide to expose her anus, yet nothing of that was felt cool in the air whatsoever, just hot and snug with fur. Her cunt was oozing slime and was frothy with whiteness, at full arousal as the odour of horny femininity filled the room. Her meaty cunt folds and bushy pubes coated in white bubbly froth and transparent slime as it oozed and dripped out of her to wet the blanket, leaking little clumps of the white froth in the slimy-wet fabric. Naturally the thumps of her nephew were heard as he ran up the stairs hearing the noises. "Oh fuck. Oh God, no! He must have bit her!", he said to himself. "Just yell 'Down! Down!' at him! That'll make him stop! He's well trained!", he shouted. "Why did I let her stay with a wild animal like that? I'm so stupid.", he said, tearing up himself.

When he got to the door he knocked hard, "Did you hear me?", he shouted. She had been quiet breathing as he ran to her, another minute going by for the fox during all of that. It seemed like a long session to her but things were going by so quickly. [Huff Huff...], "What the fuck do I say? Fucking hell...", she said quietly. "Oh, um, don't worry dear! I just, uh, got scared because he started to hump the blanket! Horny little bugger. I never saw one of those before, you know, that thing he has.", she continued. Her nephew held his chest, sighing, "Oh that's all it was! I thought he bit you. Just take anything he humps away from him and say down a lot firmly but don't scare him please.", he explained. She sighed too with a bit of a shriek again, "Oh thanks for the advice dear! Down! Down! Mmmmmm, rrrrgghh.... Down! Down!", could be heard yelled in the room. She sat back on him as she did so, pressing him firm into the pillow, but then...

THUMP!

The bed squeaking as a pound was heard. His aunt having fallen off the bed as she sat back, landing onto the flood with a massive thud and yet another shriek but this time in the form of a surprised and worried pitched scream. A splat heard against the door as if someone threw a water balloon at it. The frothy slop in her cunt having ejected out with all the mucus that was leaking from it along with a big jet of piss. This stream squirt out of her for several seconds as it hit the ceiling, wall, door, and bed. It hit with such force that something must have shot it out of her with a sudden quick motion of pressure. The slurry of fluids leaking out under the door a little as it touched her nephew's sock to soak its strands. He was stunned for a moment, uncertain of what happened, but then shouted in a calm but assertive voice: "Did you fall off the bed? Don't be scared! You did the right thing. He stopped, right? Did he piss on the door? Just tell me what happened? I know a pillow just hit the door. You landed both hard and soft there, you must have got lucky landing on a pillow too! We just got those new so you're alright, right? What's Henry doing?", he stated.

She stayed still and quiet breathing heavy, a third minute having gone by now. "Did you hear what I said?", her nephew asked. "Oh God.... shut the... fuck up...", she sputtered, breathing heavy more and not responding more to him. "But how's Henry? Wait, I'm bothering you, I'm so sorry.", he said. "Henry pissed on the fucking door because you scared him with all of this! Fuck off! Ungggg.... Unnffff...", she shrieked in her groan as it came out of her. Her nephew felt the warmth in his sock, "Oh shit! I'm so, so sorry. I'll go back downstairs but let me get a towel.", he said. "Fucking idiot..." could be heard as another shrieking groan came out of her, "Just... fuck... OFF!", she shouted. Her nephew scared now as he rushed to get a towel to press against the door then ran down the stairs with thump, thump, thump. "She'll clean the rest up, it's my damn fault. Stupid, horny Henry and his love for blankets.", her nephew said to himself while his aunt panted and kept groaning with uggnnfffs filled with the after tones of shrieks. Her nephew now terrified and quiet, not daring disturb her again with how angry she is. She probably hurt her butt landing on the floor like that too, he assumed.

Her nephew spoke: "At least it was a soft thud I heard, those pillows are big and new... worth it to not make her hate me after this. She'll forgive me tomorrow I bet. I"m heading to bed.", he said, her nephew then going to his room to sleep this all off with some music. Another minute went by for Henry, firm up the aunt's rear end.

"Feels like I fucking gave birth.... FUCK!", she shouted. "Mmmmmmmmm, oohhhhhhhh~ [her moaning fading off into a shriek of pleasure}. Or more like I just got FUCKED by a donkey practically. Holy hell!", her chest pounding and warm, her breasts and cunt reddened much like her face. She was sitting on the floor , leaning against the wall, her body tired but quivering all over, orgasm tingles constantly surging through her as one of her heels kept thudding on the floor, it speeding up whenever the surges of orgasm were too intense for her to handle "Ooohhhh!!! [shrieking!] Oh my... fucking God, I can't believ- unnggghhhfff - I can't believe it! Oh God....", she sighs out breathing rapidly and heavy.

[Psssssssssss~} is heard as wet tapping was hitting the floor, the hissing sound that of her pissing herself as the room filled with the warm smell of female urine mixed with cunt slop and mucus. It began to pool in a dip in the floor then make a little stream to a heating vent, where it drained off. Her nephew woke up from the tap tap tap of fluid hitting his bed from the ceiling. "For fuck's sake, Henry. Did you just piss in the damn heater of all places?! She's still angry so that's why you did it, it's not your fault. It's mine.", he said to himself. "You know what? I should just sleep in fucking fox piss for how stupid I am.", her nephew then taking a sleeping pill on his counter that he kept around due to how nervous of a person he was, falling fast sleeping to the wet taps, but first last uttering "Damn did Henry eat nothing but fish today or what? His piss usually isn't that way.", he then went quiet. Yet another minute went by for Henry.

The fox had been up her rear end 5 minutes now, having been farted into even earlier that that. He thought he was just getting a good whiff of her hole before getting to fuck her. But alas for the poor little guy, his little dick was not what she was interested in at all. When Henry and the woman had fallen from the bed, she landed on the pillow, yes, but with Henry wedged up in her butt head-first. Instead of snapping Henry's neck they both thumped against the wall and.... in slid the whole fox. Well, almost, his bushy tail and hind legs - purely straight sticking out of her and clamped in her rear hole - the only sign of Henry's true form. She otherwise looked pregnant with her new anal baby. But since when are foxes born as adults from a woman's rear end?

The size of the fox was not as big as someone may expect. Much of their body can compress for living in dens and sneaking about, akin to the rodents they devour. Their fur was mostly fluff, not hard mass, and easily gave way to pressure. If someone could take a fist, then they could take a fox, providing they had some force at the head, shoulders and hind legs.

Henry had been suffering from the whole ordeal of being farted into so aggressively that he could barely react to being anally inserted. With his head inside, that huge and muscular butt had him more than over-powered. His new owner 's butt, due to the whole bed falling event, had Henry fully into the colon practically. The fox was at least able to open his mouth and gasp out to release the fart fumes in his lungs, outright burping up her gas and disgustingly so, but due to being up in her intestines this was acceptable. Gurgles were heard inside of her as she had moaned from orgasms, her whole body overly thrilled from the pressure against her uterus combined with the fox exhaling deep inside of her. Gas pressure building up deep inside her colon to add to her sensations of being bloated and orgasming with a live exotic pet deep within her rear end. It was too late for Henry at this point, he had been inside of her just too long while filled with her fart fumes. Foxes breathe oxygen, not women's farts, so Henry had not been fairing too well. He was not dead... yet, but brain damaged beyond repair.

CHAPTER 6: New Fox Den

The woman began to ponder about rubbing her clit but decided not to, "Let this fox make me cum more on his own...", she uttered, a bit rested now. She sat up from the piss-soaked floor and went to the top of the bed. Before she sat down she grasped the fox's legs, then held them firm, holding the bed's headboard with the other hand as she sat down on the legs, slowly but at a decent pace sliding the legs inside of her with the rest of the fox. She clenched her teeth with another "Unnnfff~" as her colon took in more of the fox. The slender but long canine now almost had his whole body in there, all but that bushy tail. She grabbed a big tuff of his tailfur and started to fold it inside of her. 'Unnf, unnf~', she grunted softly as she kept getting it inside. It took some time but it was soon almost all the way in.

Her butt stuffed with fur now, she still had a tuff sticking out clenched in her cheeks. 'Well let metry this...", she said softly, then getting on the bed. She rested her legs and butt up there, her bum perked up well, and put her hands on the floor, letting gravity work the rest of the fox in. Her bowels gurgled as she began to breathe heavier, feeling the weight of the fox shift, the little dog creature then sliding in as expected, a gigglish laugh coming out of her as she felt the fur tickle her rear end as the rest of the tail slurped inside, clenching her anus and butt as it finally devoured the fox fuly. "Oooh~", she released, with a pleasurable moan, "That felt so good!", she uttered. She stayed like this for a moment longer, until the rumbling inside of her stopped and the fox was cleanly stuffed into her colon. Henry fully filled it as he was just the right size to sink into there and stay there, her rectum now free of any paws or tail.

With the fox practically in the fetus position inside of the woman, she repositioned herself upright and felt the fox shift snug into place inside of her. "Mmm, that's a boy. Just where you belong.", she uttered, rubbing at her stomach, seemingly pregnant in shape. The fox was so brain damaged from lack of oxygen at this point he could only quiver inside with blurred thoughts, but he was still alive. Groans were heard from her bowels as they had to adjust to so much inside of them, the fox barely able to whimper as a light rumbling whine could just be heard in his breath, barely audible outside of her. She stayed still and quiet rubbing her stomach softly while listening to the suffering within, faintly making itself apparent between loud gurgles. The canine's body on instinct breathing in more of her intestinal odour and gas, as the fox's lungs and stomach were able to suck in nothing but that.

The outside of the fox faired no better. His fur was slickened back with anal mucus and scat, his pelt totally smeared in her slickness, the mass of the furry canine making shit and gas build up near his face as it piled over it. He huffed it all in, sometimes gasping in big mouthfuls of it, only to have her shit begin to clog his nostrils and pry his mouth open. With lips rolled back and his fangs exposed like an angry little wolf, the woman's scat began squeezing into the fox's throat down along his tongue. The little creature was near brain dead at this point, his body gasping on its own as it began to take the scat in down the throat. Her hard mass of mucusy shit slick enough to lube itself down the throat of the fox. The woman's hand feeling a cramp in her bowels as she pressed in on her stomach for relief, only to quickly plunge the scat build-up right down the fox's throat directly. The still living canine swallowed, biting the shit off in his fangs as it slid down his throat wholly, smearing scat along the way with her feces filling his little stomach.

She went to the bathroom to admire her "pregnancy" in the mirror and use toilet paper to clean her cunt as she felt another cramp. She pressed in again only to fill the fox with yet more hard, thick scat slick with yellowish-brown mucus. As that slid into his mouth and pressed down his throat, the little fox was done for. Her hand stay pressing firm against the pressure as Henry gagged, choking to death on her shit. She kept firm until the canine began to have a seizure, unable to breath as shit squeezed into his windpipe. A loud gurgle was heard then many small rumbles as the canine's body went haywire. He was snug into her colon but shaking and jerking all about in his last moment of life. Stuffed with shit, Henry the little fox died after his seizure, his last thoughts having been how bad he was for trying to mate with a human female, thinking her spreading her cheeks at him was flirtation instead of invitation to death, but it was all for her pleasure. Her little visit and playtime with Henry were now over, thus ending the fox's life as nothing more than an abused plaything, confused in its suffering and ultimately dead for the sake of human orgasms.

And a orgasm she did have. As the pressure went down from Henry swallowing all that shit deep inside of her, she felt a surge of pleasure from the cramp ending, this itself followed by Henry's seizure pleasuring her insides more than anything else ever had. She rested her palms on the bathroom sink and closed her eyes, smiling in joy as her hair stands hung down, the deep tickle of Henry's spasms giving her tingles she had never felt before. Any slight jerking motion he could do making a "oh!~" escape her mouth as Henry once more made that hairy burger of a cunt she had froth and ooze. Splats of its release hitting the floor as her cunt musk filled the bathroom. The fox had given her two wild sex sessions without ever even having entered her vagina. Just as he died her orgasm died down, syncing the last bit of life he had in him with her pleasure. Pleasure and suffering both stopped at once. The cruel human woman pleased and the oblivious pet fox dead.

CHAPTER 7: How Foxes Fare in Human Rears

With her second orgasm subsiding, she grabbed more toilet paper and wiped her cunt. A slimy trial of vaginal mucus came off and she tossed it in the bin near the toilet. It slapped on the side and slowly slid down into the container, leaving a moist trail. She looked at the toilet and thought "Well I cannot shit a whole fox down into that. It'd be like flushing a big sewer rat.", so she looked around and saw the bathtub. "Oh! I can just leave him there. He needs a bath anyway. I'll tell my nephew to do it.", she murmured. With that thought done she stood in the tub, squat down, and made a soft sigh. Relaxing and carefully positioning her rear down she started to press out. Not too firm to strain herself but with a steady pressure. She made very light grunts as she flexed her anus repeatedly, it bulging out and opening again and again, very loose from the insertion. Taking in a fox's skull was like taking in a fist.

She farted out a lot of air, making quite a bit of noise as it echoed off the tub, her nephew waking up to the sound. "Damn, is that her? What did she eat? All that ham? Good thing I went to bed instead of cooking her more.", he said to himself, still tired in bed in his pissy soaked blanket. "I should wash this before talking to her.", he said as he yawned and stretched then went to go do so slowly. Meanwhile more puffs of air were heard leaving his aunt's arsehole until she felt the mass of fox lower into her rectum. "Mmm, there it is.", she uttered, before giving one last push with a long but soft grunt. "Oooooh yes, that's it, come out foxy~", she said followed by a moan of relief. Henry's buckled tail first flopping out as his hind legs soon followed, then the mass of his hind quarters. Once she had that out it was a smooth release: a slender fox soaked in anal mucus rapidly sliding out of her like tinned meat covered in its own gelatine. Another soft couple of grunts and out came his shoulders and head.

THUD!

The fox carcass slapped with heavy weight onto the tub floor. The little furry beast entirely lifeless. The woman's hole gasping like it was breathing above as it let out a long series of loud farts that had blew against the fox corpse, blowing anal mucus off the fox's fur and parting his pelt, it splattering against the tub. She looked back at it and said to herself "Odd. I thought I'd have to shit right after that. Did all that ham just get farted out? Strange.", the fox having some scat smeared over its face but that was it. Luckily she came out clean from the tub and just wiped her arsehole once with toilet paper and was good. She put it in the bin with the rest of the wipes and left the bathroom. She looked back at Henry and said "Thanks for the two orgasms, little guy." then turned the lights off and shut the door. Henry lay there dead, covered in anal mucus, farted on with a nasty and long powerful fart, and his fur marked by the warm blast. If one looked closely at his maw a hard, lumpy log of shit could be seen poking out of his throat, firmly wedge in there. It was pressed into his wind pipe as his entire throat and stomach were packed full of her scat.

She looked for her panties and found them a little pissy, but what did that matter? It's not like her cunt was too dry. She put them on and got dressed. The bed was slid out and a mess, with a pillow in piss but she never had a care about it. "I can just blame this one on Henry.", she said. The aunt unlocked the door and walked out. She looked for her nephew and found him washing his blanket. "What did you do, piss yourself?", she laughed. "Oh, uh, yeah." he replied. "Typical. You're too damn nervous.", she said. "Oh, and by the way, Henry is upstairs in the bathroom. You might want to clean up his piss and all the mess he made too.", she proclaimed then made her way out. Her nephew said "Yeah, sorry about everything. Thanks for dropping by. I hope you and Henry had a fun time together this afternoon. I bet he'll want to see you again soon!", he stated. She laughed again hearing that, "Oh that reminds me. I'll be back next week to pick Henry up after you clean him and get a taxidermist to make him into a nice rug for me. Got it, love?", she uttered. Her nephew gave her a quirky look, "Uh, yeah, sure... I'll clean him but maybe I'll pass on the taxidermist. Perhaps when he's dead we'll look into that.", he said to his aunt, "Of course. That's what I meant. When he's dead.", she then blew a kiss at him and left.", smirking to herself.