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MISSUS BLACK HOLE

by Alice Clawford

Commission for PokemonManic3595

Harriet sat in her room, puzzled. It had been a few weeks now since they'd humiliated Dawson, the woman beater. It had felt exhilarating, powerful even, to be able to knock the dog off his pedestal, to remind him that he wasn't untouchable. She hadn't been bothered by humiliating him, nor any of the other men similar to Dawson they'd humiliated in the same fashion. That wasn't the issue that was bothering the hippo.

What did plague her thoughts was her feelings for Vivian. Her heart stuttered as Vivian laughed, her body vibrated with nervous energy each time a paw touched her, or the feeling of the fox's fur brushed against her dry skin and she just... didn't know what to do about it. Each time Vivian invited her out, she agreed without hesitation, excited to see the new thing they would do. She felt she'd join the punk in watching paint dry and would still find herself unable to contain herself, wanting to see the vixen more than the activity itself.

Harriet had never fallen in love before, and certainly not with a woman. Was this... it? School and university never prepared her for this. Many a time, she'd heard love thrown about like it were a commodity, something that came and went rather drastically and explosively in some cases. She'd known a couple who'd 'been in love' only to then break up a month later, swearing and shouting at one another and never seeing the other again. Harriet almost thought that love was something dangerous. Yet, here she was, considering the possibility, that maybe, perhaps, this was what it could be.

Films had taught her that love was something amazing, fantastic, that you didn't want to miss out on. But Harriet wasn't quite sure that fit into reality, as was most often the case for Hollywood. Right now, she only felt confusion, anxiety, and a little bit of hurt and uncertainty. Did Vivian feel the same way? Did she actually care about Harriet on more than a friend level? Or did she only invite Harriet over all the time to use her power? Her incredible power that she kept as much a secret as she could. A power like this, she knew, could be abused and she didn't want to find out what would happen if others outside her circle might know about it. She imagined a scene from a sci-fi film of some sort, seeing herself carted away in a white straight jacket and taken away from her friends and loved ones, never to be seen again. A shiver ran down her spine, it was best to avoid that.

The hippo shook her head. She wasn't getting anywhere, and if anything was just leaving her with more questions than answers. She tried her best to put it behind her for now, as she had classes to study for and tests to prepare herself for. For now, she would work on her essay, ready so she could meet with Vivian and her friends tonight.

Time quickly passes, and Harriet hurriedly finishes up her make up, hydrating her dry skin before changing into a loose plaid shirt and skirt. She didn't bother with underwear much anymore, it became more of a hindrance than useful most days, especially when it came to meeting Vivian and co. She knew her vagina would be the star of the show, and in the back of her mind, she felt a little disheartened by it.

Vivian and her friends were already waiting at the vixen's flat when she arrived. They had only started out with the drinks, and had a platter of many flavours of take away pizza. Rotti's Pizza Plex was emblazoned on one of the boxes, with a Rottweiler dog drooling cheese at the side of his mouth and a slice of pizza danging beneath. It was a favourite of the group's, and Harriet didn't blame them. They were the best in town, a favourite of the student dorm.

The crowd cheered as Harriet entered the room, the door always unlocked during a party, and Vivian was quick to give Harriet a greeting. She gave a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey hun, how are you doing? I was about to text you see if you were alright or stuck in a book and lost track of time!" She looked as gorgeous and cool as always. The snake bites shined in the small disco light, as well as the new additional hoop earring at the top of her right ear. Her spiked collar begged to be pulled on, and Harriet deeply wanted to, but never did. She wore a black V neck with a metal band Harriet couldn't hope to read the name of, with drips of blood coming down as if they were spikes and black shorts with a chain coming across the right side as well.

The hippo smiled, hoping her make up hid her blush, "Hi Vivian, sorry yeah I did a little but I'd never miss your parties."

"There she is, Miss Black Hole!" A friend, Minh, a blue Macaw came towards the pair, wings splayed open to show off her dazzling colourful feathers. She never wore much either, a t shirt and shorts was the most she ever needed.

Harriet tried not to react to her nickname, Black Hole. It wasn't an inaccurate nickname honestly, it was pretty apt for her super power, but again it put more fears into that if she never had this power given to her by the asteroid, then she wouldn't have this life that she does now. If she ever lost it, what would happen then?

"Harriet, you made it!" Another friend, one Harriet got along with quite well, Steph. She was a goat, whom once was endlessly teased that, despite being a woman, grew a long beard. She was quick to butt her head into the idiots who tried to mock her, her horns long and deadly. As a result, any clothes she wore had to be tied around her neck. She could've gotten more goat specific clothing, but she preferred tearing any other one she could find and fashioning straps to tie up. She was great at fabrics as a result, but rarely put it into practise much more than that. She did, however, plan to work in her own business selling clothes or toys, whichever took up her mood.

"Steph, it's always good to see you here." Harriet came and hugged the goat, pulling back as the group got into conversation. It was about inane things, some about classes, others about their ambitions after university as some of them were finishing this year.

As the night went on and they got progressively more drunk, someone in the group suggested beer pong.

"Oh hey, Harriet, can you take ping pong balls?" They asked. Harriet was drunk enough to roll her eyes. Of course she could! If she could take an entire Golden Retriever inside, she could take as many ping pong balls as she wanted.

"As many as you can throw at me. I'll take them all." Harriet boasted, her mouth running quicker than her brain could stop her. Already, she felt her lips quivering in excitement, knowing what the night would bring.

"Alright, move the sofa out the way, let the girl have space over the table." Vivian declared, and the gang quickly pushed the sofa aside to make space. They added another table before the hippo, so they could bounce the balls across it. Harriet smiled to Vivian, not wanting to disappoint her at all, and turned around. She bent down over the table, putting most of her weight against it, and lifted her skirt out of the way. She no longer felt embarrassed about showing off her vagina to this group anymore, she'd done it many times that it felt... not quite natural, but it no longer bothered her. They had seen everything, and they'd seen her aroused every time she'd shown herself off. She'd kept herself clean as she could. She heard a whistle behind her.

"You always look so gorgeous every time, Harriet." That was Minh, and there was sound of approval from Vivian herself.

"Well? Think you can get me in my black hole?" Harriet teased, taking a glance back to see the effect it had. Vivian shook her head, and a determined grin appeared. She was taking that challenge head on.

"Oh yeah, babe, especially if you'll moan out for it." She took a ping pong ball nearby, a cheap plastic one that wouldn't hurt if it hit her thigh, and threw it. Of course, her aim was true, and Harriet felt her body suck up the ping pong ball in an instant. She shuddered and sucked up air as she felt the tiny thing travel up inside of her the same speed it had been thrown. Then, it was gone. The quick pleasure disappeared, and she whined.

"Come on, more than that. Why don't you all try?" Sober Harriet would've been mortified, but drunk Harriet was now getting a little desperate for attention. She'd had the first taste of pleasure, and it lasted but a second. She wanted more, needed more. With a cheer, several from the group grabbed ping pong balls and began throwing them at Harriet. Each ball bounced on the table, some higher than others, and a couple missed their mark, hitting Harriet's back, but she didn't mind. Several made their mark, instantly being slurped up into her womb at high speeds, and the hippo yelped and moaned as she took many at once. A hand went to her clit, rubbing at it as she felt her excitement grow.

"Any more? Please?"

"She's so close already. Help the poor girl out." Steph chimed in, and a few of the others grabbed another pack of Ping Pong balls, knowing they'd need more as the others wouldn't be returned for some time.

There was another round, five ping pong balls making their mark one after the other, another missing, then another two hitting the spot, and being vacuumed up her vagina with speed. Harriet gasped and cried out, as two slurped up at the same time. Her nerves shivered and shook as the plastic pressed by them quickly with force. Then joined the group of others inside of her, already coming together to be enclosed in an egg.

"How long does it take again?" Harriet heard someone ask, but nobody replied. All just watched, as Harriet's panting grew more and more. She was happy to put on a show, not wanting to move, as she felt an egg beginning to push its way down. Her fingers remained at her clit, rubbing and then down to her lips as she felt it begin to stretch.

"Oh gods... yesss." She moaned, the shell of the egg beginning to peal the walls back and show itself to her audience. She heard some zips fall, pants in the room as others masturbated, watching the egg push slowly out, showing itself bigger and bigger. Stretching Harriet's walls just as she begged for. She felt it press against her fingers, and she moved them back to her clit, rubbing it down against the egg shell for friction. She felt an oozing of her liquid dribble down her thigh, leaving drips on the carpeted floor and she could imagine what a performance she was putting on now.

"Almost... there..." She panted, pushing with her muscles to release the egg and reach that high. Then, it plopped out, and with it a gushing of liquid dribbled onto the floor, her muscles tensed and she bent further forward, her climax being reached. She moaned and cried, finally glad to reach it and her legs shook as she pressed all her weight against the table. Her breasts complained, but she paid no mind as her body and mind fizzled in her high, before coming down and relaxing.

She heard more moans and pants, some then climaxing with her, others struggling but finally reaching it soon later. After a minute, she felt a sponge at her thigh.

"You did good, baby. You did amazing." Vivian's words were like magic in her ears, and she felt her brain short circuit. A smile beamed on her face, her eyes sparkle and she wanted to kiss her so badly.

"Thank you. I loved it." There was mostly truths in her words, but she loved what she'd done.

Most of the party-goers had begun to sober up and make their way out at this point, or passed out in bliss from their experience, or simply too drunk to move. Vivian let Harriet use her bed, the pair falling asleep together in a drunken mess.

Morning brought about for some, hangovers, and for others it was simply waking up that drew up misery. Harriet herself wasn't too bad, though a small headache persisted on annoying her. Vivian woke up slowly and miserably, because Vivian was a creature of the night. Mornings were hard for her, and it took an age of fighting with the help of Harriet to get up and help clear the flat out of party goers.

Some were up and chatting already, a coyote and a German Shepherd spoke as if they were the only ones in the room, not noticing Vivian or Harriet's presence to begin with.

"Honestly, Charlie, you should just dump him. You've given him so many chances and he's just ditched you for another woman again." The dog sounded exasperated, and the coyote sighed sadly.

"Yeah, I know I should but I just... I don't know how. Every time I try he just..." She made a fly by motion with her paw.

Vivian, suddenly paying attention, grabs Harriet by the arm and pulls her over to join the conversation. "What's this? Boyfriend troubles?" A grin was on her face, and Harriet felt that headache grow larger.

"Oh, Vivian! Yeah, Charlie's boyfriend again. Cheating on her again, like she's just some maid."

Charlie, the coyote, cringed at the comparison. "It's not... well." She had seemed ready to protest, but stopped when she couldn't exactly refute what her friend was saying.

"It's exactly like it. Vivian and Harriet are so good at sorting out bad boyfriends, you remember seeing them?"

"I do but... won't you get into trouble?" Charlie looked to Harriet, a troubled look on her face.

Harriet, deciding to placate the coyote, gave a smile and a shake of the head. "No, no bother at all! They never tattle, because who would believe them really? And so far, it's worked. The boys seem to change their ways."

"And it's a lot of fun." Vivian's grin hadn't let up, and again Harriet felt that small sinking feeling.

"Well... alright. I've tried already and nothing's worked. His name is Josh, a wolf who goes to economics. He's mostly grey with tufts of white, loves to wear 'gamer' shirts, you know?"

Vivian nodded, "I know the type."

"He's meant to be going to a different party tonight, over at Abi's flat you know?"

Though Harriet had no idea who Abi was, Vivian did. She knew a lot of people on campus. "Gotcha. Don't you worry, we'll get that guy sorted and he won't be bothering you anymore after this. Trust us." Vivan winked and chuckled.

After that, the plan was set. It would be the same way they worked last time. Lure the man with their charms, work up towards having sex, then shove him up her black hole. It was simple, yet had been effective each time.

Classes went on, and Harriet put on her best make up for the occasion, setting the trap in motion. She met up with Vivian along the way, as she knew where the party was being held and introduced herself and Harriet as girlfriends. Harriet did her best to keep up her composure.

Girlfriends? Well... she supposed they were, even though it wasn't official or anything. They'd not really said as such in words. She'd preferred they had talked it over, but she wasn't upset about it. Merely taken aback. She found herself feeling lighter, like perhaps Vivian did like her that way, regardless of her power.

Her thoughts came to a stop as Vivian nudged her.

"There we are. You ready, baby?"

Harriet nodded, pulled out of her thoughts and ready to spring into action. Harriet approached him alone, wrapping her arms around the waist of Josh and touching his hips. The wolf didn't seem surprised, nor taken aback by this, and instead turned his head to look at his appraiser. His smile grew.

"Oh, hello, my lady. Don't you look rather delicious." He didn't turn, but he opened his maw and licked his lips. Harriet kept her disgust at bay, needing to stick to the plan and keep her charm on. Instead, she smiled, feeling his tail wagging between her legs.

"My, my, and what is a big bad wolf like you going to do about it?" She purred, pressing her hip forward as if impatient.

"Now now, I can only move so fast, unless you want an audience." The wolf turned around, now grasping Harriet's hips and pulling her forward. She could feel his member pressing against her, already hard and sticking out of his sheath.

"Maybe not this time, but I'm sure you know the way to the bedroom? Help a poor girl out?" She whined, allowing herself to be guided.

"Only a monster would leave you be, my girl." Ugh, Harriet hated the way it sounded from his lips and how eager he was. This wolf seemed very much in need of a leash.

Still, she stuck to her guns and allowed herself to be escorted up the stairs. She held his paw, playing the fearful damsel who needed her prince, and once they entered the room, her breath was stolen as the wolf shut the door and pressed her against it. Her lips were taken in his, a tongue slathering into her mouth that caused her to shiver in disgust. Josh took them the wrong way, and continued. His eyes closed and his paws began to wonder. He used his whole body, pushing her harder against the door. One paw lowered his zip, his cock springing forth and brushing against her skirt. She was about the same height as him, yet he acted like the predator, wanting to dominate her, when she was already prowling and planning.

"Gorgeous, you're one of the prettier ones, and bold too." He murmured into Harriet's ear, and the hippo kept her revulsion down. "A bit of dry skin, but that makes it so much more exciting. Fur can get so boring sometimes."

"I can imagine, I thought you'd like something a bit more... exotic." She purred, allowing the wolf to do all the work as she pretended to be completely powerless against the door. "I've heard you're ravenous. You always leave a woman pleased."

Josh growled, then bent down to the floor. His paw lifted her skirt. "Of course, sweetheart. Always." He spoke, then pressed his tongue to her clit. Then slid to her vagina.

Then. He stopped.

"Ngh?" He gurgled. His tongue got stuck, unable to move. Harriet shuddered, opening her legs further as she anticipated this might be... messier, than usual.

"NGHLR?" Whatever he wanted to say was swallowed. His tongue was pulled up, pulling his head closer to the hippo's crotch. Pull as he might, he found himself unable to shift. His paws pushed against her thighs as his head was pulled closer and closer. Then, his snout touched her.

"Oh god, so cold." She shuddered and flinched, but it was only for a second, as the snout was then sucked up into her. It happened in a matter of a few seconds, the snout was sucked up, then the head. Harriet leaned back against the door, groaning and moaning as her legs shuddered, struggling to keep her standing as her vagina swallowed the wolf whole. She watched, looking down and seeing him slowly sliding between her, feeling his fur brushing against her flesh, her insides slowly feeling fuller and fuller and yet felt no pain whatsoever. Instead, she felt pleasure, his struggling arms being pressed against his body but still writhing inside. A hand of hers went to her clit, unable to hold back as she moaned again.

Her juices slowly dripped from her, for the first time feeling arousal as the wolf's body was consumed next. Then, his hips, and his legs dragged against the carpet slowly. Harriet felt her belly slowly growing, taking in the new hostage within her. Her body grew warm, her muscles tense and that spark growing ever closer, so soon she could feel it looming closer, and closer.

Then, with a last slurp of the wolf's paws, the hippo shuddered as she pressed down on her clit, moaning as the band snapped inside her and finally climaxed. Her legs gave in as pleasure shuddered through her, unable to hold herself up any longer.

She felt so bloated, so full and satisfied. She felt the wrigglings inside of her, of her captive and she patted it lovingly.

"Don't worry, I'll let you out. Later." She sat there, trying to get her breath back and work up the effort to stand once again. It took a good few minutes, before she was able to get back up and waddle her way to Vivian. Nobody seemed to notice her belly had grown slightly, it wasn't the most noticeable thing, and being a hippo had it's advantages in that people just didn't notice. Together, they walked out and planned their next move.

The next day, Vivian texted Harriet, linking her to a video from social media. The hippo watched as her egg hatched, and out came Josh butt naked and covered in her juices. He looked confused at first, then his ears drooped and he dashed away as college goers watched, some in shock, some in laughter.

Harriet wasn't sure the best response, so she put a thumbs up response.

Again. It was usually all Vivian texted her about. Their missions, or parties. There wasn't really a time Vivian texted to ask if she was okay, or wanted to do something together. Harriet wondered if she should ask, but it seemed weird to ask that, at least now. So, she left it and got ready for class.

Today proved to be a bad mood day. Some of her classes were leaving her with a headache, and to make matters worse, Desiree was pushing her luck. A friend of Vivian's, Desiree asked nicely if she could hold some of her drugs in Harriet to avoid getting caught by the university board. To begin with, Harriet agreed as she thought nothing wrong with taking recreational drugs reasonably and responsibly. She didn't want a friend getting into trouble for something as minor as that, and with the cheetah living on campus, there were few places to hide where someone wouldn't snoop and tell.

But lately, the cheetah had been forgetting her manners. She stopped asking, and started taking. Harriet usually wore a skirt and went commando, and today was that day. Desiree, quick as a cheetah, dashed behind Harriet, lifted her skirt, shoved her paw in, the hippo herself letting out a yelp as the cheetah rooted through her like a bag, not as if she were going through a sensitive body part, grabbed her drugs and left. No apology, no warning. Nothing.

A few passersby in the corridors looked to her, confused by her reaction. The cheetah had been quick enough nobody had time to notice, and the cheetah ran past innocently enough as... well, she's a cheetah. Harriet wasn't fast enough to catch her, but she couldn't help the growl that left her. Her steps became stomps as she walked to class, her thunderous rage like an ominous cloud hanging over the entire lecture as she tried her best to concentrate on the lecture. When she couldn't hold it anymore, she went to her phone, half paying attention and taking some notes, and texted Vivian.

_Harriet: Desiree grabbed some drugs from me again. Didn't ask! Did it there in the middle of the corridor!

Vivian: WTF? Tht ain't on. Ill txt her to meet at mine. Let u no wot time x

With that message, Harriet felt a little better, and she sent off a quick reply back thanking her._

The lecture seemed to take forever, but eventually it ended and Harriet was quick to leave. She decided to find a spot at a local cafe and grabbed a cappuccino to calm down.

A text came down from Vivian shortly. A time had been set, and Harriet went to prepare herself. She felt much better after the drink, but she knew she'd feel even better when she taught Desiree some manners.

That sounded almost like Vivian. Harriet thought, unsure if that was a good or a bad thing. But she'd felt violated, even if Desiree hadn't meant anything by it, she still touched there with no permission. Harriet had more self respect for herself than to take that silently.

Harriet was at the door for the allotted time. Vivian told her to let herself in, shouting from across the room. When Harriet entered, she saw that actually, Vivian wasn't in the living room. She was in the bedroom across the way.

Harriet looked in, and saw Vivian having pinned Desiree to the bed, her vixen making it seem effortless as the cheetah struggled weakly. She didn't seem hurt, but she did look pathetic.

"Just in time, hun. I kept her down for you so you can give her a good talking to." Vivian turned her head, nodding towards Desiree, who shook her head.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean anything by it, I just needed them, please." She pleaded, her tail swishing to the side.

With a growl, Harriet got on the bed. "Didn't you care how I felt? Being touched there? Feeling your dirty arm? Right there in the corridor, there were people watching! What were you thinking? What you did could count as sexual assault, I hope you know."

"I didn't... I didn't think!" Desiree sobbed, her body beginning to quake. With fear or withdrawals, Harriet didn't know. "I just needed more, really badly."

"I think you should quit the drugs. It's making you do awful things just to get another." Harriet sat, her legs apart in what she knew was a threat.

"Definitely. Nobody touches my girl like that and upsets her!" Vivian snarled, grabbing the scruff of Desiree's neck and dragged her closer, closer to Harriet's black hole.

"No! Please I swear I won't do it again!"

"Are you gonna drop the drugs?"

"I... I can't..."

"Wrong answer."

Vivian pushed Desiree closer.

"Okay! I'll stop I promise! I'll wean off the drugs!"

Vivian stopped, then let go of Desiree entirely. "Good answer."

The cheetah gasped, gaining her breath back, then swung around quickly to get away. Only, her tail touched between Harriet's legs.

"Oh shit!" Was all that was said, before the cheetah was yanked backwards, her tail slurped up, then her hips, as Harriet realised what was happening, she tried closing her legs, but it was impossible. It hurt to do so.

"Oh God! I'm so sorry! I can't stop it!" Harriet cried, trying her best, but her vagina was stronger than she was, hungrier than she was and she felt powerless as her limbs grew weaker, suddenly taking on a barrage of pleasure and pain as the cheetah was dragged in.

"Please, don't humiliate me." Desiree cried, right before her shoulders were taken, and then her head quickly after. Harriet moaned, nodding her head but unable to answer as her form shook and shuddered. Her arms collapsed and she fell back on the bed, shuddering in delight as she slowly came down from her high. Though, inside, she felt guilty and a little mortified. She hoped that she'd hatch Desiree fast and apologise.

"Desiree will forgive you, I'm sure, Harriet." Vivian spoke, putting a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. She didn't want to go any further, for fear of setting her off or making her uncomfortable. "She knew it was an accident. And we may need to help her out too, it's hard coming off drugs so quickly, so she'll have to wean off. I know I'm gonna do my best to help her through it."

It made Harriet feel a little better, what Vivian said made sense, but she was still going to apologise profusely to the cheetah the moment she was freed.

It took several hours before the first pushing of an egg began. The hippo wriggled in discomfort and asked Vivian for some help positioning herself better. It was no different to every other time, but it felt more intimate somehow. Harriet pushing, moaning and panting as the spherical object slowly but surely pressed against her walls, sliding slowly between her legs and an oozing of liquid followed after, along with her nerves set alight in orgasm once again. Vivian couldn't help but stare, holding the hippo up best she could and listening, hearing her moans of relief and the egg pop down onto the ground, the sound of liquid flowing and Harriet's gasps for air. She shuddered, but refused to touch herself. She would not be that person.

Desiree cried as she was hatched, apologising profusely as Harriet was too. The two of them hugged and fell asleep on the bed. Vivian, too tired to carry both away, instead went to sleep on the sofa and left the two to rest.

When Harriet woke, Desiree was nowhere to be seen. Vivian had made a bowl of cereal for the both of them and sat next to the hippo with a smile.

"She wanted to get out, take a walk on her own and get to class soon. She's doing okay." The vixen explained, much to Harriet's relief.

It was later, after they'd eaten their breakfast and were chilling watching TV, when Vivian popped up the question. "Harriet. I'd like to go on a date with you tonight. Do you want to?"

Harriet's heart skipped a beat, a sudden panic lurched in her throat, but was gone quickly as excitement and hope filled it up in its absence. Her face lit up, even as at the back of her mind there were doubts, she pushed them aside. She would let nothing stand in her way. This was her moment! She'd wanted this all along!

"Yes! I'd love to." She smiled brightly, so happy that she felt like she could shout, but she refrained. Vivian seemed to relax, as if she were worried that Harriet was going to refuse (she would never!).

"I was thinking that nice Sushi place in town? I've seen you look there a couple of times, and I've always wanted to try it as well."

It was a date. The rest of the day ground out, dragging it's feet and Harriet felt the torture of having to wait until the day would end before she could see Vivian again.

She barely paid attention to her lectures, nor her other friends much as they chatted about gossip. She was just so excited to finally be getting a date.

She picked her favourite shirt and skirt for the occasion and put on her best make up. She wasted no expense to look her absolute best.

When she arrived to the restaurant, she saw Vivian already there, waiting. She was reading the menu, dressed in a lovely red plaid shirt and well fit black jeans that looked smart, the smartest Harriet had ever seen her dressed. No collars, no spikes, no chains. She looked... so calm. So beautiful.

"Vivian, you look... so gorgeous." Harriet spoke, as she walked and took her seat opposite.

Smiling, Vivian reached out her paws, holding Harriet's hands and her tail swished behind her in happiness. "As do you, hun. You look absolutely stunning."

Harriet felt herself blushing, taking one hand to touch her cheek and feel, yes she was definitely blushing.

The two talked, about anything and everything, except for Harriet's power. What shows they liked, what food was their favourite, what colour they liked, what outfits might've suited one another and other inane and normally boring topics of conversation that Harriet couldn't wait to hear more from Vivian. She wanted to know everything, hearing about her school life which was shit, similar to Harriet's, though rather uneventful. And that was the problem they both had. They found more similarities, their music tastes were similar, punk bands were a go, as was most metal. The sushi went down a treat, though Vivian was a little sceptical about raw salmon to begin with, Harriet assured her it was delicious. And it definitely was.

"What's your dream job?" Vivian asked, and Harriet had to pause, had to give a think about it. As she wasn't entirely sure. A dream job, when there were so many jobs to choose from.

"Honestly, I haven't really got one yet. I'm finding it so hard, like I'm almost out of university, yet they expect us to know what we want when we were sixteen."

Vivian nodded her head, relieved. "God yeah, it's totally shit! I thought I wanted to be a rock star. But that shit ain't me. A tattooist seemed cool but I ain't an artist, I ain't got the patience for that crap. So, fuck knows what I'm gonna do now."

Harriet laughed, it was comforting to know she wasn't the only one suffering this. Their conversation continued, Vivian paying for their bill, before they left together as a couple. Harriet felt giddy thinking it, them, as a couple. That giddiness continued as they walked to the vixen's house.

"Would you... stay the night?" She asks, a nervous hint in her tone.

"Yes. Please." Harriet speaks.

They kiss at the front door, Vivian struggling to open it as she hugs the hippo close to her. They fall in, the door being kicked shut and they flounder their way to Vivian's bedroom.

"I want to fuck you." Straight up, Vivian held no punches to her wants, and Harriet shuddered.

"But..." She looks down, her skirt having ridden up in their scuffle showing the valley of the black hole.

"I know. I saw what happened with Desiree. But I say let's try. And if I get sucked in." Vivian shrugs her shoulders. "I guess I'll be in for a wilder ride." She grins at her little joke, and reaches to lift Harriet's shirt up and over. The hippo laughs at Vivian's eagerness, that buttons were simply too much hassle.

"Okay. Let's do it."

All their clothing was thrown aside quickly, the two of them eager to get naked and feel one another. Their kissing got heated, tongues battling for dominance and the room filled with the moans and giggles of delight. Two souls, finally finding one another, all the misunderstandings slowly burnt in the heat of the moment, and smiles shined and danced as the two bodies moved together.

It was the moment of truth. As they finally left one another, their legs splayed apart, and Vivian feeling brave, shifted forward and her clit brushed with Harriet's. Yet, she remained there. The hippo's black hole had closed, for the moment.

Exhilarated, Harriet pushed forward, grinding her crotch to Vivian's, feeling the soft fur brushing against her skin and she shuddered. She loved Vivian's fur, so soft, so well kept. So warm and fluffy against her concrete feeling skin. Yet, Vivian never complained.

"Yesss. I've wanted this... for months." Harriet panted between breaths, her tongue sticking out as she rolled her hips again, grinding down on the Vixen. It was a surprising turn of events, but Vivian didn't mind Harriet taking the lead, letting her excitement take over and lead the way.

"I'm... an idiot. Was nervous..." Vivian groaned, rolling her stomach, pressing back and trying to keep her legs from shuddering too much as pussy met pussy and clit rubbed against clit.

"You, nervous?" Harriet found it harder to believe, someone as head strong and confident as Vivian, nervous about anything? Was a shock!

Yet, the conversation seemed to end there, as they felt their orgasm climbing, higher and higher.

"Oh god... Harriet... hun... Jesus." The vixen swore, one of many that night as they pushed and pushed and rubbed and rubbed. Then, as they felt it coming, they came together. Reaching out, hand and paw, they grasped one another and kissed. Tongue touching tongue as liquid mashed with liquid. Their bodies quaked together, shivering and shifting, and then they collapsed together. Their breaths stolen, they lay there, listening to them taking in air and their hearts beating together. It was... amazing.

Harriet could hardly believe. Her first orgasm without devouring someone in a long time. She lay there, her legs weak yet feeling satisfied without feeling overfilled. It was calm, it was nice.

They kiss, as soon as they get their breath back, Vivian sighing as she pulled away. "I love you Harriet. Not for your power, not for what you've done with me, but for who you are. You're an amazing person, so smart and cunning... what's a fox not to love about you?"

And Harriet cried, a tear escaping her eye as she reached forward and stole more kisses.

As the sun rose, so too did the pair. Their clothes remained on the floor, and the pair sat on the sofa naked as before, having not yet showered. They ate their cereal with TV in peace.

Their bowls were put on the table in front, and Vivian sighed, leaning back and relaxing against Harriet. Feeling cheeky, Harriet went and knocked Vivian with her crotch.

And all of a sudden, Vivian found herself sucked up by the very black hole she'd watched so many times before. She gasped, her head swallowed in an instant, then her shoulders.

"Harriet! Oh my god." She laughed, unsure if the hippo could hear her, but could hear the moans of pleasure as inches of her fur brushed on her walls, and she wriggled for good measure. The groans of desire were delightful to hear, even as the fox became hot and dripping. It was open past the entrance, much more than she expected, and with a last slurp, her tail joined the rest of her. And with a sigh, she decided to lay down and take a nap. After all, she'd be hatched out again soon enough. And Harriet would pay, and she had a feeling she'd look forward to it just as much too.