The Anniversary Gift
Disclaimer: This is a story of fiction, meant for entertainment purposes only! All characters are fictitious and are not intended to resemble any real person or anyone else's character in any way, shape, or form.
The Anniversary Gift by Kimmie Kitten
"Isn't this amazing?" Dazon grinned, his paw around his mate's waist, standing at the edge of the deck overlooking the ocean. "I knew it would be awesome, but I didn't expect this."
Miyah giggled, her vulpine tail swishing in the breeze of the deck as she leaned into her husband. "It really is, this was a great choice for our honeymoon hon." She drew her nose to his cheek, nuzzling into the big dog's fur for a few seconds. "I'm glad we waited for a couple of years so we could afford our dream vacation."
The husky turned his muzzle to brush his muzzle alongside of his vixen's. "And it's that much more special that Friday is our second anniversary."
The dog and the vixen drew their muzzles together, lips pressing tenderly, their ears splaying back as their paws embraced in the passionate kiss. The warm breeze across the ocean blew through their ears and headfur as they held eachother, exchanging their love in that lock of their muzzles for a few seconds.
Finally, the kiss ended and Dazon curled his muzzle in a smirk. "I've got a surprise for us on Friday, sweetie."
"You're going to finally give me those puppies I've been wanting?" She giggled out, giving his chin a teasing nip.
Dazon laughed and mouthed over the bridge of her muzzle. "Now now, I never said anything about that, I know you've been begging for months about that..." He laughed and drew a paw to her cheek, petting across it. "But Friday...trust me, it's going to be so much fun."
"Oh gosh, you're going to make me wait for five days before I get to find out what the big surprise is?" Miyah exclaimed, bouncing on her pawtoes.
He laughed and shook his muzzle. "This cruise ship is so big, you'll forget about the surprise soon enough!"
And he was right. The trip was phenomenal, each day better than the previous. The couple snorkeled, they swam in crystal blue waters, they enjoyed broadway-quality shows in the theater, they toured islands and entertained their tastebuds with exotic flavors. The trip was more than either of them had ever imagined.
As Friday came, Miyah had completely forgotten about the promise of a surprise, until the couple stood up after dinner.
Dazon's paw slid to the vixen's lower back as he leaned into her shoulder, nosing her ear. "We need to go get ready for the big surprise..." came his whispering breath.
Miyah perked up her ears, turning her muzzle to give him a big-eyed stare, her maw curling into a big grin. "I almost forgot about that!" She pat her paw to his tummy with an excited yip, motioning to the dining room exit. "Do I need to put on something formal?"
With a chuckle, Dazon shook his maw. "Sort of, but not quite. Come on, you're going to love this."
The husky led the vixen across the expanse of the ship, to a set of elevators they hadn't ridden. They rode the elevators down three floors and exitted in a dimly lit lounge.
"What is this place?" Miyah barked out, taking a sweeping glance of the lounge area. There was a neon-lit bar on the right side, and a set of double doors on the left with a short line and a couple of ushers standing at the entrance.
"Shhhhhh, it's a secret," the husky replied with a smirk, bumping his wife's hip with his own. "Go get yourself a drink sweetie, I'll be there in a minute." Dazon wandered off to the ushers as Miyah watched for a few seconds before wandering over to the bar and ordering herself a beverage. Dazon returned a minute later with a wide smirk spread across his muzzle. "It's all set, we've got about an hour before we can go in, so let's make the best of it!"
Miyah took a sip of her strawberry daquiri before shaking her muzzle at her husband. "You're up to something; You're up to no good! I can see it on your face!" She laughed and leaned in to nip the side of his chin.
He couldn't help it, the smirk was for very good reason. "Just drink up!"
The couple stood at the bar for very close to an hour, downing a few beverages, talking about the cruise so far. The drinks worked their magic, and the two were buzzed but not toasted by the time an usher came to the bar. He motioned them to follow.
The couple were escorted into the guarded doors and made their way into one of the interview offices before settling into the chairs, a tiger wearing a shirt and tie standing there smiling to them. "Well this should be fun for you folks! It's time for your favorite fantasy to come true."
"So how does this work?" Came Dazon's question, Miyah still looking a bit confused as she glanced between her husband and the tiger.
"Well, you can pick who you want to be. If you wanted to be a bear, we'll fluff out your fur and even put some additional 'flab' on you, it's all costume of course, but your partner will never be able to tell the difference..."
"Wait wait, so this is some sort of fantasy thing?" Interrupted Miyah, squeezing her husband's paw and looking over at him. "I don't understand."
Dazon chuckled and offered a knowing smirk to the tiger before he leaned in and nuzzled the side of his wife's cheek. "Honey, this isn't just a fantasy."
The tiger sat down on the other side of the desk. "He's right, it's not just any fantasy. We have four different fantasy settings. We've got a deserted island if seeing all this beautiful water and busy beaches makes you yearn for some private time together. We've got a dark, moonlit pond scene if you're interested in that. There's a field of flowers next to a waterfall, and even a medieval dungeon if you're feeling a little more into the straps, chains, and bondage gear side of things."
Dazon rubbed his wife's thigh. "See, we get to pick the setting, and then we get to pick what to wear, who we want to be, all that fun stuff."
"Who we want to be? What do you mean, we could be any kind of critter we want?" Asked Miyah, her eyes lighting up, her confusion fading and that nervous excitement growing.
"Within reason, of course," replied the tiger. "I can't obviously make you smaller, but with a little costume and makeup magic, we can make you seem completely different than you are. We have some quick dye to change your fur color. We have contacts to change your eye colors. We have lots of different perfumes and scents to change how you smell. We've even got these temporary steroids that affect the vocal chords to change your voice as well. It's completely enveloping and believable.
Miyah squeezed Dazon's arm and leaned in to nuzzle his shoulder. "You should be a black wolf for me then! Be my big bad wolf, show me you can dominate me."
The husky laughed and smirked at his wife. "Ohhhh so you want me to be a black wolf eh? Not happy with having yourself a husky?"
The vixen shook her muzzle and stuck her tongue out at him. "It's not that at all, silly."
The husky was clearly just teasing his wife, especially evident when he nipped her shoulder. "So I don't care what you do, maybe dye your fur white, something like that. Just...well...do something different and surprise me." He smirked, pawrubbing over her opposite shoulder and nuzzling into her neck.
The tiger grinned and stood up after a few more minutes of discussion. "So I think you've got everything set, big bad wolf theme, in the moonlit pond. Ma'am, we'll take you down the hall to the right and you can tell the make-up artist what you'd like to be, and sir, down the hall to the left. Let me show you folks the way."
...
Miyah laid there, next to the pond, the light very dim but it was enough to see that she had gotten her fur dyed completely white. Reeds sprouted up alongside the pond, chirping crickets and croaking bullfrogs could be heard all around. The tall brush felt real to the touch as she ran her paw across the blades of grass. It was so surreal, if you didn't realize what was going on you could easily lose yourself in the imagery that was produced by the large room of props, special lighting, and paint. You couldn't even smell the paint, they got the scents of the outdoors right, even.
And that's exactly what customers wanted.
It wasn't until she heard a rustling in the far bushes before she snapped back into character, turning her head to glance over. In the dim moonlight, overtop the tall blades of grass, she could see a shadowy figure approaching - very dark, moving slowly. Her heart began to race. Here he was, her husband, playing quite the role as the black wolf stalking her, stepping in closer to her, ready to show her that she was in his territory.
As he approached, she could make out more subtle changes about him. They had made him at least a few inches taller, even seemingly straightened his husky tail behind him; she could see it swaying anxiously.
Miyah swallowed hard and looked up to the dark muzzle as he stepped in above her, the moon almost directly behind his head so she couldn't exactly make out many features of his face. The illusion was clearly working, and all that black fur seemed completely believable. "I'm...sorry is this your home?" She whined up to him, her ears splaying back, her heart racing. She was getting into character.
The figure just growled, a deep gutteral growl, his paws drawing out and grasping at her shoulders, pushing her back into the grass. He was clearly getting into his role as well - normally her husband wouldn't be so pushy, so aggressive, instead he'd be more apologetic and concerned, he'd make sure he wasn't hurting her. But not now, not during this session. He moved over her, that loincloth starting to tent out, his paws shoving her shoulders to the ground as he dug a knee into the grass between her thighs.
She didn't fight it, she just wanted to enjoy every second of it, succumbing to his advances, his strength. She laid back into the grass per his paws, her legs splaying apart as she felt that knee bumping her inner thigh.
He didn't have to say what he wanted, she knew.
Miyah followed the lead of the big black wolf, rolling to her back and biting her lip as she could feel those paws pressing to her tummy. He lifted up and snapped off that primitive bra, brushing the broken strap aside to expose her breasts completely. With a slow rake of his claws southward, he pulled down that skirt of hers, tugging it down to her ankles and finally peeling it from her feet. This left her sex exposed to him, those moist folds shimmering in the moonlight like the dew on the tall grass. He tossed the garment aside, leaning his muzzle down to press his nose right in against her sex, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled her heated scent.
They didn't need to give her anything to smell so good - she was already in heat, and the wolf above her could smell that sweet aroma as he let it envelope his nostrils, even darting his tongue out to lap along that flesh and taste her succulent flavor. He couldn't help but admire how amazing she looked down there, the white-dyed fur framing out those pink petals.
"You're mine," he growled out lustfully, his voice deep, the echo of those intonations sending shivers and goosebumps up and down Miyah's spine. She knew her husband had taken that drug cocktail to change his voice, but she didn't expect it to sound so deep, so sexy.
Miya closed her eyes and shifted her head back against the grass, letting out a soft moan into the air. "Take me, you big bad wolf..."
With that, she flicked a paw out at her husband's loincloth, the sweeping motion drawing the leather material up as that canine erection drew out. The lighting was so dim, she barely got much of a glance at it before Dazon crawled over her, pressing his paws to her shoulders and kneeing her legs apart. He dipped his hips down and began to caress the tip of that canine shaft right in against her petals. He stroked his hips up and down, petting that erection right over her labia before moving a paw down to coax that straining canine erection in against her folds, allowing the tip of his member to nestle just in.
The big bad wolf left it there, just settled in between her sexlips as his paws roamed over Miyah's chest. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as her husband rolled his paws over her breasts, giving her fur-covered orbs a squeeze before flicking his thumb-claws over her nipples.
Miyah arched her back down to the grass and let out a soft moan. This was Dazon's cue, and he squeezed his paws around her breasts for leverage as he shoved his hips forward.
Both male and female gasped out as that rigid shaft splayed her sexlips, pressing into her tight cunny until his hips were nested under her thighs. He took a moment to press hook his paws down around her legs and splay them out a little more as he wriggled his hips in against her, letting her feel the subtle grindings of his straining erection against her tender inner walls.
Wait, Dazon wasn't wearing a condom. Her eyes drew wide as she looked up at big bad wolf above her, getting a glimpse of his splayed ears as his face and muzzle were masked by the moonlight curling around his fur. Her ears splayed back as she reached her paws up to stroke along his shoulders. "I've...wanted this for so long," she moaned out, realizing this was her husband's way of giving her those pups she always wanted. He was finally agreeing. This was the big surprise of her anniversary, not the fantasy itself.
"I want you so bad," came the gruff whisper from Dazon above her, his modified voice gutteral and deep even in the whisper. A heartbeat later, he drew his hips back, drawing that firm canine erection mostly out before shoving it back in rather deeply and forcefully, slapping his hips in against her thighs.
She moaned out as he repeated the motion, that thick canine cock prodding deeper, grinding in so pleasurably along her tender flesh. She lost herself in the moment, rolling her hips to meet her husband's next thrust.
It wasn't but a few moments later that she felt those paws of his scooping up under her and rolling her over, his arm wrapping under her tummy to lift her up to an all-fours position. As soon as she was set with her knees in the grass and her paws bracing in front of her, his paws roamed up along her hips and up her shoulders. He gripped his clawtips there before he shoved his dogcock right back in, penetrating his wife deep and hard, burying his canine bone fully into that waiting flesh.
This was her favorite position, and despite Dazon's usual distaste for it, here he was giving her exactly what she wanted. "Oh god, take me honey..." she moaned out loudly, clawing into the dirt and grass, feeling how real the dirt and plantlife felt under her paws. But the consideration of that was only fleeting, as the blackfurred canine behind her drew his hips back and shoved in again.
The rhythm began slowly at first, his hips mashing in hard each forward thrust, and only slowly and methodically drawing back out of her. The pace quickened after a few minutes, every vein and contour of his erection scraping so wonderfully along her heated passageway.
In minutes, the two were rutting hard and fast, the black wolf's hips shoving in and drawing back, shoving in and drawing back faster and faster, the tail of the white-furred fox under him gripped in his teeth. He growled out lustfully as the swell of his knot began to stretch Miyah's sex, those petals straining around his growing knot as he shoved in rapidly, firmly.
The tightness around his knot was becoming too much, the canine panting out as he thrust. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer, his hips mashed in against the backs of her thighs as he hilted that length of canine cock and knot into her folds, burying it into her crevasse.
Miyah whined out in pleasure, feeling that thick knot growing thicker than she'd ever felt before. She felt that knot swell up and lodge into her sex, giving a subtle shift of her weight to test it - it was swollen far too large to draw out, and her pleasure was growing fast as well. Her husband was about to cum inside of her, to mate with her without protection - this was the day she'd been wanting for months.
And it was finally here.
The heavy panting muzzle behind her nipped at her shoulder as the big bad wolf started shoving his hips in little jabs, grinding that knot in each time as his own pleasure grew. A moment later, he felt that surge of pleasure welling up from his loins, shuddering down the length of his knot and shaft...
Miyah knew from the throbbing of her husband's cock inside of her what was about to happen, her own pleasure was well-built up in turn. She whined out as those little jabs teased her to her own climax, her body tensing and her ears splaying back. Every inch of her being quivered in the pleasure her husband was giving her, that knot feeling thicker than she'd ever felt before. Her well-abused flesh began to throb and squeeze around that knot, her body announcing her own climax as she began to spurt her own vixen juices down around the base of that canine shaft, her inner walls throbbing around that cock.
The pleasure was too much as she throbbed around him, the big bad wolf's shaft flexing in kind. Suddenly she felt it, Dazon was cumming in her, that first shot of canine cum spurting thickly out from that throbbing maleness lodged inside of her. They moaned together as another jet of potent cum spat deep into her crevasse, following by another, and another.
The big bad wolf began panting out as his orgasm continued to empty his load deep into Miyah's cervix, spurting all that thick seed deep into her crevasse. He couldn't stop if he tried, his knot throbbing just within her folds, his hips giving subtle shudders in against her as all that potent cum drained into her.
It wasn't long before the two collapsed as one, slumping into the tall grass of the moonlit pond scene together, his hot breath washing over her shoulder. She laid there, completely exhausted herself, her energy sapped from such a violently pleasurable climax.
The two remained there, one on top the other for a few long minutes, the occasional throb of her husband's knot still letting her know all that cum was sealed nicely inside of her.
She could hear that deep gutteral voice emit a soft mmmmmmm as his knot began to finally shrink. His paw reached down to ruffle over her ears and head as he drew his hips back and pulled his knot and shaft free of her confines. The sudden withdrawl of his member left her feeling quite a void, the male's erection having stretched her quite nicely.
She felt a few drips of his cum leaking down her inner thigh as she heard the grass shuffling behind her. Miyah pressed her paws to the ground to roll over, getting a glimpse at the big bad wolf as he turned around, his half-hard erection bobbing out from his sheath before disappearing behind him. He turned and padded off through the grass, wandering out of sight before she could say anything further.
A smirk spread across her muzzle - Dazon played this fantasy to a tee. This was totally not like him. Normally he was the concerned husky, normally the kind of fellow to sit and pet her and nuzzle her, to coddle her after such a session of pleasure. But he definitely played the big bad wolf character better than she had expected.
And now she was going to have his pups.
...
Another vixen bumped into Miyah's side as they were rounding the corner to exit, her husband a somewhat taller gray wolf. "Ohh gosh, I'm sorry," she apologized to Miyah, her husband's paw wrapped around her waist. "Wasn't that the most amazing time ever?" she asked Miyah and Dazon, smiling over at them in her husband's embrace as they walked alongside the husky and the vixen.
Miyah bit her lip and looked to Dazon with a grin. "It was fantastic...I've never felt so alive before." She leaned into Dazon and gave his muzzle a soft lap along the side.
"We've done this before, but we decided to do the moonlit pond scene, it was perfect, felt so real with all the grass, the scents, the lighting." Came the other vixen's voice again, her husband chuckling his approval and nodding. "You've still got some fur dye behind your ears honey," she giggled out, brushing a paw behind the wolf's ear, a few splotches of black still visible in his fur there.
"Oh my gosh we did the same scene!" Miyah replied with a big grin, stepping out into the lobby then up to the elevator, pushing the button to head back up to the deck. "They completely made you seem like a totally different dog today, hon." She patted her paws to Dazon's chest.
Dazon laughed and shook his muzzle to the other happy couple. "Always nice to know I can impress her in the dark!" He laughed as the elevator doors opened. He stepped in, pulling Miyah in along with him.
The other vixen stopped as she was about to step inside, then pulled her husband's arm. "Wait a second, I left my purse in the office, I'm so flustered!" She laughed and pulled her husband back as he was about to step into the elevator too. Miyah could hear their conversation continue as the doors hung open a little longer. "I was surprised you used a condom, that's not like you! You know I'm on the pill."
"What do you mean, I didn't use a condom." came the stranger wolf's voice as he pushed his eyeglasses up on his muzzle. It was deep, the sound echoing in Miyah's ears. It sounded...familiar, something about it even gave her goosebumps.
The doors began to close as Miyah heard the last sentence from the vixen: "I swear I could feel rubber..." Finally the doors came to a close, the sounds of the strange couple's conversation completely muted to Miyah and Dazon.
Miyah smirked and turned to her husband, wrapping her paws around his shoulders and leaning up to nuzzle his muzzle. "Speaking of that, I'm glad you finally decided it was time to have puppies. This was the best anniversary gift ever."
Dazon laughed and licked his wife's nose. "Now now, I never said anything about puppies."
There was a pause before Miyah giggled and started nibbling under his chin. "Mmmhmm, that's why you went without a condom."
The husky muffled another chuckle, nosing over the bridge of her fox muzzle. "Ohhh come now sweetie, I had a condom on the whole time. We can talk about pups again when the cruise is over."
"What are you talking about? You totally didn't have a condom on. You tied with me, you came...it's almost assured we're having pups."
Dazon laughed again, ruffling a paw over her headfur. "You really must have gotten into character in there, can't even remember how it all happened. I didn't even tie with you, silly." He squeezed his paw around her hip. "I was quite surprised you decided you wanted to be bound with ropes and have that ball gag in your muzzle even before I got into the room there."
"Tied up? Ballgag? What??? I wasn't tied up...I was completely free. And you totally came in me..." she bit her lip, letting her paws go from his shoulders, stuffing one paw down her jeans. The paw disappeared for a few seconds. "I can still feel it dribbling out of me...I didn't want to wash it out so we'd have the best chance of having pups..." She withdrew her paw, holding it up to his nose, two paw digits wet, the strong scent of male evident on those digits. "See?"
Dazon sniffed at the paw, his eyes narrowing and his ears splaying back. "Honey, that's not mine..." he grunted, his expression turning very stern. "Did we just..."
Miyah drew the paw to her own nose, sniffing the scent of that cum on her paw digits. It wasn't his, she could smell it now. It wasn't just some type of injection or pill they gave him? It all started to make sense - the strong partner, the bigger feel, rougher motions... Her eyes drew wide, her muzzle gaping open as well. "Oh my god! That other couple...that other wolf..."