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First of all. I am very sorry this has taken me so long to post. I dropped my laptop while it was running and destroyed my hard drive. Thank god I back-up all my important stuff to my phone! Nothing was lost except time and I am back up and running once again.

WARNING: The following story includes graphic sexual content involving a cub. If you are not into that kind of thing please click the back button now.

Disclaimer: The opinions, ideas and beliefs of the characters in this fictional story do not necessarily represent my beliefs. Any opinion or idea presented by a character in this story was chosen because I felt that particular way of thinking fit best with the character.

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Cub Services

Chapter 6

The sun shone brightly in the clear blue sky as a gentle breeze rustled the trees sending orange and yellow leaves blowing through the landscaped parking lot of the shopping mall Liz Moreau and her cub Mikey were visiting. The red brick walls of a Super Wal-Mart dominated the complex like the tallest peak in a mountain range and a steady stream of customers moved in and out of the tinted sliding glass doors. Smaller stores stretched out on either side of the super store, there windows filled with flashy neon signs, colorful window displays and any manner of things intended to draw customers from the superstore.

The variety and selection of stores this complex offered drew Liz to it like a humming bird to a flower. Places like La-Z-Boy Furniture and Barns & Noble were just some of the other larger stores in the complex. She was sure she could get everything she needed to buy without having to drive all over town, but the Super Wal-Mart was the first stop and would allow her to shop for food, cloths, and toys for Mikey.

The red and white furred Vixen stood in a cluttered toy aisle in the back of the Super Wal-Mart wearing a pair of black pants that hugged her thighs and flared out at the ankle, a blue pull over shirt that obscured the true size of her voluptuous chest and a forced smile that reflected the inner turmoil swirling through her mind.

She stood between two heavy laden carts full of clothing, food and toys as she watched Mikey move down the aisle. He was hunched over, digging through the selection of Hot-Wheels cars with a giddy determination that put a smile on her face, despite the dark feeling of guilt that swirled through her chest. He'd been picking out toys for nearly half an hour and so far he'd picked out two large LEGO's sets, a pile of about fifty Hot-Wheels cars and a case to store them in.

Mikey stood up suddenly, shaking his head as his bushy silver white tail flicked and swayed behind him. He turned and bound back to Liz, the nails on his toes clicking lightly against the tan tile floor as he ran. He stopped right as Liz began to brace for impact, expecting him to collide with her any second and letting out a tiny sigh of relief when he didn't. He dropped another half dozen brightly colored packages into the blue cart in front of her and looked up at her with a tentative smile.

Liz combed her fingers through the curly black locks of hair that hung in front of his eyes, exposing the black patch of fur that ran between his mismatched eyes and stood in such sharp contrast to the silver white fur that covered the rest of his body. Excitement swelled in her chest, momentarily brightening her dark mood. She told herself again that her plan was not one hatched out of guilt.

"Did you get all the good ones?" She asked as they moved on down the aisle. Mike nodded as he peeked up at her from the corner of his eye. "Yes, thank you."

Liz hooked her bushy red tail around Mikey's waist as she walked, trying to contain her excitement. She'd been saving the best for last and it was almost time to unveil her surprise. She'd seen him looking longingly at the electronics section of the store but she knew he'd never ask for what she was planning, knowing he thought it was too expensive. It had taken a considerable amount of reassurance to get him to select what he already had.

She turned the heavy cart in front of her and pulled the other one behind her as she made her way to the bedding section to get the last of the things on the Wal-Mart list. She needed a new set of red silk sheets to replace the ones she ruined that morning, and to pick out a bed and bed set for Mikey.

She eyed the electronics section on her way to the bedding section and noticed Mikey doing the same. Again she told herself that she wasn't spoiling Mikey because she felt guilty.

A wave of nausea washed over her at the thought of the puckered pink scars that covered his lower back and bottom, crisscrossing his skin in hundreds of places and reflecting the true violence hidden in his mother. She did feel guilty for not having him removed earlier but she wasn't trying to buy his love, was she?

She peeked down at Mikey from the corner of her eye as they took another turn through the maze of the store. She felt the sudden urge to wrap him up in her arms and nuzzle his neck as a mixture of pain and regret cut through her.

She'd made the required calls to his caseworker and her boss after Mikey quit crying and promised to do better in school. Her boss Kim had been compassionate and understanding about the whole situation, going as far as to give her the day off, paid. So that she could get her thoughts and feelings settled. The motherly old badger had even taken the time to remind Liz of some of the good she'd done for the cubs on her case load in an attempt to help comfort her.

Kim's words had soothed a good portion of her guilt, until she called Mikey's new caseworker Allen to report her findings. The heavy set rat used to work as a Cub Services Officer but was a Cub psychologist now. Kim had called him in to take Mikey's case as a favor to her since Liz couldn't handle his case and be his foster parent at the same time.

He'd grumbled about being bothered on the weekend, and was furious that she'd missed something as big as physically abusive parent. After ranting about her lack of attention to detail he assured her that he'd make a note of it in Mikey's file. His words cut her to the core and she'd broken down into tears right there in the kitchen as Allen rudely hung up on her.

The sting of his words still hung heavy in her mind, leaving a lingering pain that left her feeling depressed and guilty as she stood in the middle of the bedding section. She looked blankly at the selection of bed frames and mattresses as she shook her head in an attempt to clear the dark thoughts that had encroached on her mind. She brought her thoughts back to the task at hand as she began to process her surroundings.

The bedding section was a large carpeted open space with display bed frames and mattresses placed in neat rows between two tile walkways. Liz examined a dark wooden framed bed with painted scroll work on the head board and a metal framed bed that didn't feel very stable. Two kinds of futons stood next to each other, one with a very thick mattress and one with a thin mattress.

She turned to Mikey to see if he had an opinion and found him standing next to her carts with his arms crossed and his ears folded back against his head. His tail hung limply behind him and he had a hurt and irritable expression on his face.

"What's the matter?" She asked off handedly as she turned back to look at the thin mattress futon, not noticing his expression. She looked up and down the rows of beds, trying to decide whether or not to get him a twin or a full size bed.

He grimaced at the beds around him and she noticed his lip beginning to quiver. Her heart dropped in her chest as she turned her full attention to her pride and joy, wondering what had soured his mood so quickly. She returned to his side and reached out with a paw, stroking his cheek gently. "What's wrong sweetheart?"

His expression morphed from a haughty glare to a strange mix of pain and uncertainty as he pushed his head towards her paw. He looked around nervously and finally motioned for her to lean in closer. When she didn't lean far enough forward Mikey climbed up onto the silver framed bed that sat closest to the carts and grabbed onto her shoulder, leaning dangerously far off the edge of the bed to get his muzzle right against her ear.

"I want to sleep in your bed." He whispered so quietly she barely heard it, even with his nose brushing the inside of her pointy red ear.

Love and understanding rushed through her body as his words echoed through her mind. Comforting warmth spread through her chest, slowly pushing back at the bleak and guilty feelings that lingered in her mind, replacing them with the feelings she'd felt this morning.

She shifted her muzzle so that it brushed against his ear. "And you can, any time you'd like. But we need to get you a bed so that I can prove to the courts that I'm providing appropriate living space for you."

As Liz spoke she felt relief spread through her, removing some of the weight from her shoulders and soothing the pain and regret that ate at her mind. She didn't have to buy Mikey's love because he already loved and adored her. The pain and sadness had managed to smoother those feelings, but his words rang like a bell through her mind and she suddenly felt like she would burst with love and joy.

Liz leaned back and winked at Mikey as the first real smile to touch her lips since she'd examined his back spread across her muzzle. "That doesn't mean you have to use it." She said.

Mikey leaned his head against Liz's shoulder and hugged her tightly as he pondered what had just happened. He'd told her that he wanted to sleep in her bed and she'd smiled at him. A real smile, not the forced uncomfortable ones she'd been giving him since he'd broken the glass mug.

Maybe she wasn't upset with him after all, but just upset in general. His mind flashed to the memory of how horrible he'd felt for ratting on his mom the day she'd taken him away. She'd given him a hug and the pain seemed to melt away, leaving him comforted and happy again, maybe that was just what she'd needed.

His heart fluttered in his chest as he leaned against Liz, enjoying the feeling of her soft warm body against his and feeling a familiar surge in his loins. He felt slightly annoyed as a faint tingle flagged the return of the itch that always made things so uncomfortable down there.

Liz turned back to the selection of beds with a new sense of pride and contentment filling the void in her chest. "Which one do you like?" She asked. His blue and yellow eyes flicked to each one for a moment before he pointed to the futon with the thick mattress. She nodded and lifted him effortlessly off the bed, allowing him to drop down and walk next to her as she moved to examined it.

The futon sat very low to the ground and was made of thick light wood planks. The mattress was as soft as a pillow and nearly ten inches thick. The arm rests were covered in a layer of soft squishy padding that was thick enough for a fur to use as a pillow. A spring mechanism made the bed easy to switch between couch and bed positions and Liz found that once the locking mechanism was disengaged she could move the bed back and forth with one paw. Mikey could move it between positions with out help, although he needed more than one paw to do so.

Liz nodded her approval and turned to Mikey as she tried to hold back her untainted excitement. This was the last thing she'd needed to pick out before she could unveil her surprise. She turned and sat down on the futon and was surprised to realize just how low to the ground it was. The thick mattress sunk down heavily and she found herself at eye level with Mikey's beautiful mismatched eyes.

Mikey stepped towards her as she wrapped her arms around his waist. As he approached her knees parted, allowing him to step in closer to her body. A tingling spread through her loins as his hips brushed her thighs. She felt a sudden urge to spread her legs further apart and was shocked by her own lack of inhibition; she was in the middle of a Wal-Mart after all. She ignored the urges that flooded her mind as Mikey watched her curiously.

"I have a surprise for you." She said. Her fingers moved to gently pull the thick black locks of hair that had again fallen in front of his eyes.

Mikey's tail started wagging as he took a step forward. Her legs parted further and she felt another tingle of excitement spread up her spine as her heart began to beat faster. His body was only inches from her own and again she took a second to wrestle down the urges that welled up inside her.

"What is it?" He asked. His eyes sparkled with excitement and his muzzle parted in a wide smile, exposing the pearly white rows of teeth in his maw.

"I thought you might like a gaming system. Which would you prefer, Xbox 360, PS3 or WII?" She said. Liz felt a rush of excitement as she watched the cheerful curiosity on Mikey's face turn to outright astonishment.

She grunted as Mikey's full weight pushed between her legs and against her body, causing her to topple back onto the thick futon mattress as Mikey squealed and yipped with excitement. Her heart began to race and the tingling in her spine turned to a warm pulsing between her legs. His body pressed and ground against hers as Mikey nuzzled her neck and muzzle and lavished her in kisses while repeating the words "Thank you!" over and over again.

Mikey was absolutely ecstatic as they pushed the heavy carts to the electronics section and had someone help pick out a new Xbox 360 Elite gaming system and two new games. Liz didn't know what "Forza 4" or "LEGO Star Wars III: The Clone Wars" were, but they were both rated E for everyone so she didn't question his selection.

Her chest filled with happiness and she smiled widely as she watched Mikey dance in place as he got to look at the Xbox packaging and hold the games while she paid for those three items at the electronics counter.

For the next three hours Mikey skipped and giggled with such fervor and excitement that to other furs it bordered on obnoxious. Liz just smiled wider as she giggled and played back with him, her cheerful mood swept up in his infectious smile and adorable laugh. They picked out a book shelf, chest of drawers, a stepping stool and a small desk for his room at the furniture store and set up a delivery and assembly service to drop it all off at Liz's apartment later in the afternoon.

As they were heading back to her car to head home Mikey requested that they stop at the Barns & Noble, something she'd planned on suggesting herself, somehow it slipped her mind though, and she was glad to see Mikey being more forward about what he wanted . Liz was also absolutely delighted to see him take such an interest in reading, although it didn't surprise her, after watching him read so intently the other night in her office.

Light music played in the background of the quiet book store as Mikey swarmed through the book shelves with a silent but calculating zeal that fascinated Liz to watch. He started in the bottom left corner of the Fantasy / Sci-Fi section and examined every single book on every one of the dark wooden shelves, using a blue padded chair he found at the end of an aisle to reach the shelves he couldn't reach on his own.

While selecting books, he would read the title on the binding and put it in the red plastic basket she held. While others, he'd only look at the pictures on the cover and drop it in. Still others he'd only read the back cover of the book before deciding whether or not he wanted it. She tried to find a pattern in how he selected books and read the back of every book he put in the basket, but was unable to find anything.

She recognized the author Terry Brooks from the books he'd read in her office and noticed that Mikey selected almost a dozen books by him, along with dozens of other authors, mostly with pictures of swords or dragons on the front covers.

In total the bill at Barns & Noble ran higher than it did at the electronics counter of the Wal-Mart, not that it really mattered. Liz wasn't rich, but she made a decent living as a Cub Services Officer and as a single fur with no social life she had a very sizable savings account. The twenty five hundred dollar bill she racked up during her shopping excursion today only took a small dent out of her savings account.

Of course she'd been careful not to let Mikey see price tags and totals until this point, but much to her own irritation, the young otter at the counter whistled loudly as he said the total, attracting Mikey's attention. His jaw dropped and a small amount of panic spread across his face when a total of $387.62 appeared on the green display. Liz just chuckled and slid her credit card across the counter as she winked and smiled at him.

They lugged the bags of books to her car and loaded them into the back seat along with the clothing and food Liz had purchased. As they climbed into the car to head home Liz noticed the somber turn Mikey's emotions had taken. She peeked over at him as he sniffed and rubbed at his nose with a paw.

"Oh sweetie, don't worry about the cost, I'd have said something if there was a problem." She said. She unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to him in her seat.

Mikey looked down at the tan carpet of Liz's car as he sniffed again. "It's not that. It's just..." He unbuckled his seatbelt and climbed awkwardly over the center console and into Liz's lap. He smiled adoringly at her through the tears that welled up in his eyes and nuzzled her neck before pushing his face against her chest.

He spoke through the fur of her chest, feeling slightly embarrassed and at the same time trusting that Liz would understand. "You're like an angel. You came to my house to visit and check up on me because you cared and when I showed you that Mom was doing bad things you took me away from them. "

Liz smiled and felt a tear well up in her eye as she cupped Mikey's muzzle in her paw. His mismatched eyes were as big as saucers and shone brightly with love and wonder.

"You've given me almost everything I ever wanted." His tongue flicked out and brushed her muzzle, giving her one of their special kisses and not caring who saw. "I just wish I knew how to thank you." He said.

For a brief moment the world felt brighter and Liz's chest nearly exploded with love and tenderness. She wrapped her arms around Mikey's small body and hugged him to hers as she looked down at the love of her life, suddenly wondering how she could have ever feared that she might abuse him or do anything that might cause him harm.

"You just did sweetheart." She said. She gave him one of their special kisses back, caressing her tongue along his muzzle.

Mikey slid down her body a bit and rested his head between her breasts as his paw grasped the collar of her shirt. He pressed his ear against her chest, listening to her heart beat and smiling at the pulsing warmth that spread through his body in time with the dull thud of her heart.

Liz smiled and watched him as a sudden thought occurred to her. "What else is there that you want?" She said. Not realizing she'd spoken aloud at first.

The smile on Mikey's face withered and for a brief second she saw a hollow pain and agony reflected in his eyes before he clenched them closed and pushed his head against her bosom. Her stomach wrenched as she reached up and stroked his cheek, recognizing the pain and sadness she'd seen this morning and feeling helpless to help make it go away.

"I don't want to talk about it." Mikey whispered.

Liz nodded as she racked her brain, trying to figure out what else she could have missed during her visits to his house and hoping there were no other surprises she would have to report to Allen. She felt the darkness from earlier begin to slowly seep back into her mind but she pushed it back. She couldn't solve this problem if she was upset she told herself.

Mikey listened to the rhythmic thumping in Liz's chest as he slowly pushed the tearing pain in his heart from his mind. After a few minutes his stomach stopped twisting and flipping and he no longer felt the urge to scream and wail in agony. He looked up at Liz and gave her a playful nip on the neck, bringing a smile back to her muzzle.

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Liz and Mikey returned to her apartment for lunch in much brighter spirits then they'd left a number of hours ago. Mikey's momentary break-down in her car seemed a thing of the past and Liz worked hard to push back the fear that she'd missed something else during her visits to his home.

When they were done with a lunch of turkey sandwiches, chips and fruit the two furs went down stairs to begin the long process of hauling things from her car up to her apartment. The back end of her car sagged in protest to the amount of stuff she'd brought home and Liz wasn't looking forward to hauling everything up.

Fortunately Mikey was there, he ran up the stairs with all the excitement and energy he'd exhibited while they were shopping, carrying groceries, clothing and toys up the stairs three and even four bags at a time. He put food in the kitchen on the floor and anything that was his, on the floor in the living room.

His bedroom door stood directly to the left of the entrance to the apartment and until now Liz only went in there to clean once in a great while. The bathroom door stood next to it and the hallway that led to Liz's larger master bedroom was next to that. The living room space was split off from the door to those two rooms by a small carpeted step and her kitchen stood at the other end of the apartment from the main door.

She'd directed him to put his stuff in the living room, so that they could clean his room. When they were all done hauling bags up the two flights of stairs to her apartment she grabbed the vacuum cleaner from the closet and set Mikey to work. She spent the time sorting and putting away food and cleaning the rest of the apartment.

As Liz finished stacking the dishwasher there was a knock on the door and she was happy to see two very burly furs standing on the other side of the peephole. When she opened the door the massive bear gave her a smile as his eyes flicked to the clipboard in her paw.

"You Liz Moreau?" He spoke in a gravelly voice and had a thick accent that she couldn't quite place.

Both furs stood almost a foot taller than her and were twice as wide as she was. The brown bear stood with a hat on backwards and a towel hanging from the pocket of his ratty denim overalls. The bulldog stood wearing a white shirt that barely covered his bulging muscles and a pair of Levis that looked like they were about three sizes too big for him. She nodded her head and signed the paperwork on the clipboard in the bear's paw, before letting them get to work.

They moved fast! In less time than it took to haul the stuff in her car up to the apartment the two hauled the bed, bookcase, desk, computer chair, dresser, and bedside table up the stairs and into Mikey's bedroom and began assembling the items with a quick efficiency that only came from years of practice.

It took the two furs an hour to put everything together and when they were done she tipped them twenty dollars apiece and thanked them for their time. Liz and Mikey spent another hour organizing his bedroom when the movers were done, shifting things where Mikey wanted them.

He put the desk just to the left of the door and put his bed on the opposing wall, under the large window covered in white blinds. The book shelf went next to it and with Liz's help he managed to push the chest of drawers and the dirty cloths bin in the closet that stood to the right of the door.

They put the small bedside table against the opposite wall from the closet, next to the futon made with royal blue sheets, a matching comforter and four massive pillows. Mikey had no intention of using it for sleeping so he pushed the bed up to a couch and put the pillows on either side.

They stacked the books on the bookshelf in well organized rows and put the LEGOS and Hot-Wheels cars in a pile on the desk for him to organize later. They folded and put away all of Mikey's clothing and Liz even taught him to tie shoes, something he'd never had to do before because he'd never owned shoes. They were a luxury that his mother never bothered with.

When they were all done Liz flopped down on the futon with a sigh of relief as Mikey looked around with pride and excitement. The well organized room was brightly lit and the carpet felt even softer and squishier then it did in the rest of the house.

He yipped with excitement as he walked in a slow circle around the room. A small alarm clock sat on the bed side table and they put a piece of hard plastic down so that the computer chair they got for his desk didn't get caught in the carpet fibers.

He turned with excitement to the dresser full of clothing that actually fit and stripped his old garments off, placing them directly in the laundry basket as he removed each item. Mikey turned around and giggled with glee as he stood naked in his new bedroom. The room was warmer than the rest of the apartment and he almost felt comfortable without clothing on. He looked down and realized his thing was peeking out of its sheath and he felt a rushing in his loins as he looked back up at Liz.

Liz's heart began to race as a tingling sensation spread up her spine and through her chest, hardening her nipples against the soft fabric of her shirt. She looked at Mikey's naked body with a hunger that she saw reflected in his own mismatched eyes. Her eyes flicked to the clock and she sighed in frustration. It was nearly 4 P.M. and she had to get him back enrolled in school today, so there would be no time for playing.

"Why don't you get dressed so we can get to your school and get everything situated?" She said as she tried not to sound disappointed.

The hunger in Mikey's eyes fizzled as he nodded and turned to get dressed in new clothing. He struggled with the urges welling up in his little body. He'd not felt it at first, but the longer he stood there in front of Liz, watching her eyes roam over his body, the stronger the itch in his loins had become.

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Mikey used the white step ladder Liz got him at Wal-Mart to put the tub of blueberry swirl ice-cream back in the freezer. Even with the ladder he had to stand on tip-toe to reach the door as the cold air billowed out of the opening, falling like a cloud across his face. A shiver ran up his spine as the frigid air chilled his little body, making the new blue shirt he wore feel cold and stiff against his fur.

The shock from the cold air jarred his senses, momentarily pushing back the haze of exhaustion that made his eyelids heavy and his movements sluggish. He yawned as he closed the freezer with a paw and slumped off the stepladder. He took a moment to fold it back up and put it in its new spot under the sink, before turning to grab his ice-cream and head back to the living room.

It had been a long and very stressful day. Between the panic of breaking the glass mug, the excitement of shopping, the physical work of organizing his new room and the stress of dealing with school, he was spent.

He walked back into the dimly lit living room with the bowl of ice-cream in his paws as his scratchy tired eyes flicked to Liz as she lay on the tan leather couch, rather than in her normal spot in the Lazy-boy recliner. Her head rested against one armrest and her perfect body stretched out across the couch. Her firm round breasts rose slowly as she breathed and her eyes were closed. She wore the light blue bathrobe she'd worn this morning and her bushy red tail flicked occasionally, indicating that she was not asleep.

Liz again wrestled with the frustration and anger that swelled in her chest as her thoughts moved back to Mikey's school. She was still absolutely furious with Mikey's principle Mrs. French and the attitude she'd received this afternoon. The meeting had started off badly, with the female bobcat complaining that it was almost time to go home and that the meeting could wait until Monday, from there it only got worse.

When the principle ranted and raved about how rotten his attitude and attendance were, she'd let it go. When she found out that Mikey got suspended for getting in a fight with a well known bully, to defend a cub in a wheel chair, she bit her tongue. But when the pompous fur told Liz she hoped she gave Mikey a good spanking for his behavior, she nearly came unglued. The last thing Mikey needed was more punishment!

In the end, it had taken every ounce of her patience and self restraint to get Mikey back enrolled in school, and after a serious amount of butt kissing Mrs. French agreed to let Mikey return on Monday. Even then, she warned Liz to keep him on a short leash, or he'd find himself suspended again.

She took a deep breath as she thought of different things she wished she could have said to the fur, each one of them more biting and aggressive than the last. In the end she'd stormed out of the furs office the moment she was sure Mikey could return.

In her haste to get out of the office, she'd nearly run over an elderly ferret in an ankle length denim skirt and a ruffled white top, and completely ignored the fur as she tried to speak with Liz. She felt a very slight pang of guilt at being so rude to the fur and she hoped she got the chance to apologize.

Liz took a deep breath, feeling the warm air rush into her expanding lungs and then exhaled, blowing her frustration and anger out with her breath. She let the matter go and worked to calm down, if for no other reason than to keep from worrying Mikey.

He had been in a state of near hysteria on the way home from his school and she'd had to assured him that she wasn't upset with him. She opened one eye as she realized she no longer heard the drone of his racing video game, wondering where he'd gone.

Mikey's eyes wandered up and down Liz's body and he idly wondered if she was wearing anything underneath the robe as he walked back into the living room with the bowl of ice-cream. His loins tingled and his heart began to beat faster, pushing away some of the fatigue he felt as the familiar itch began to make itself known.

He walked around the coffee table and put his ice-cream on it next to the new black Xbox controller as Liz closed her eyes again. He'd been playing video games for a number of hours but he was just too tired to play anymore and was nearly ready for bed.

His thing twitched in his shorts and he felt it beginning to grow as he tried to discretely peek up the front of her robe. He sighed in a mix of frustration and excitement as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of the basketball shorts and underwear he wore. If it was going to get hard again, maybe Liz would make him cum again. The thought decided the matter for him and with a quick push his shorts dropped to the floor. A shiver ran up his spine at the feeling of the cold air coming in contact with his privates.

He climbed up onto the couch and knelt down at Liz's footpads before reaching off the edge of the couch and grabbing his ice-cream from the coffee table. With the bowl in his paws he turned back to Liz and began scooting up between her thighs, watching curiously as the robe began to bunch against his knees.

He again wondered what she was wearing under the robe and felt his thing twitch, as if it where shaking its head in agreement. Would she be upset if he looked? He'd already undone her robe once today, but that had been different.

On a whim he reached out with a paw and gave the thick cloth ropes that tied her robe together a tug and giggled as the half knot unraveled in front of his mismatched eyes. He looked up at Liz to see her green eyes open and watching him. A small smile spread across her muzzle and her eyes sparkled with amusement as she raised her arms up above her head.

He leaned forward and tugged on one side of the robe, pulling it to the side and exposing the sleek alabaster white fur of her front. He felt his cubhood begin to pulse and swell quickly as he stared at the lush curve of her breast and the flat firm lines of her stomach. The white fur stood in stark contrast to the red fur of her sides and seemed to go on forever. His eyes traveled down to the only piece of clothing beneath the robe. He stared at the silky white panties that so perfectly accentuated the furry mound between her legs, as he let out a tiny whimper of excitement.

Liz's heart began to pound in her chest and a soft warmth began to spread through her abdomen as she watched Mikey stare at her exposed body. He held a bowl of ice-cream and she suddenly wished he'd brought whipped cream or chocolate sauce, even with the mess it would leave in her fur. Mikey yawned and shook his head before slowly leaning forward and lowering himself down on top of her, before sliding up to his place between her breasts.

As he slid forward on her body she could feel the firm shaft of his cubhood brushing against the fur of her thigh. The feeling sent an electric jolt up her spine and she let out a tiny gasp of excitement as he found a comfortable spot to cuddle into.

He still held the bowl of ice-cream in one paw and he suddenly looked torn as he realized he could not eat and lay down at the same time. She giggled playfully at the forlorn expression on his face and took the bowl from him, resting it on her stomach on top of her robe to help insolate her body from the cold.

She took the spoon and scooped up a small bite as the feeling of his silky fur sliding against her own caused her to sigh contently. He lay partially on his side with his head resting on her breast, subsequently brushing and tweaking her nipple as he lay against her. The tingling sensation that spread through her body turned up the heat that spread through her and made Liz want to moan as her sex began to ache with need.

She offered the spoon up to him as he lay against her and he ate it with a nuzzle of thanks, spurring on her arousal and sending her heart beat into overdrive. She could feel his cubhood nestled in the fur of her hip, inches from the elastic leg band of her panties. The urge to feel him inside her exploded through her body and she let out a tiny gasp of excitement as her entire body began to warm.

Through shier willpower, she refrained, instead choosing to feed him his ice-cream and watch the interesting mix of emotions play across his muzzle. His eyes burned with arousal and she could feel his cubhood pulsing against her thigh, but at the same time he yawned every time he opened his muzzle to take a bite, making her wonder if he was awake enough to fully enjoy what she wanted. She stole a couple of bites of the ice-cream for herself, enjoying the sweet berry flavor and enjoying the warmth that radiated through her body as she held her wonderful cub in her arms.

Mikey watched as Liz scooped up the last bite and offered it to him. He wanted to try something but so far he'd not been able to get up the courage to do it. It was supposed to be spontaneous, so he couldn't ask. The strange idea, along with the instructions and descriptions had come from, like most of his knowledge, the playground. One of the older female cubs that he hung out with on the playground had told him about it and it sounded like something he wanted to try with Liz.

He looked at the spoon for a long time, his blue and yellow eyes flicking back and forth between Liz and the purple and white swirled treat. Finally he leaned forward and engulfed the glob of ice-cream in his muzzle, being careful not to smash it as he scooped it up with his tongue. Liz put the spoon down as he reached up and pressed his muzzle against hers, feeling the tender feeling of her lips against his.

His heartbeat spiked in his chest and Liz's eyes widened slightly in surprise as her lips instinctively responded to the kiss, forming with his as her muzzle parted slightly. His tongue slipped easily into her warm mouth, delivering the sweet ice-cream to her tongue before quickly receding.

She watched as he pulled away and even in the dim light of the T.V. she could see the red hue showing through the silver white fur on his face and ears. The ice-cream tasted better than ever and her pulse quickened as she leaned forward and caught his muzzle with hers, giving him a passionate kiss in return.

Mikey shifted his hips, rubbing his erection through the fur on her thigh as he rolled completely onto his tummy and slid between her legs as there muzzles pressed together. He seemed to get the hang of it instantly, and in seconds their tongues were dancing back and forth as they explored the depths of one another's maws. The feeling sent another jolt of electricity through her spine, leaving her panties damp, and turning the warmth blossoming inside her to a glowing hot ember. There Lips parted and Mikey pulled back slightly, his eyes burned with passion as she took a deep breath in an attempt to steady her breathing.

An intoxicating haze of arousal spread through her mind as her heart began to pound in her ears. She cupped Mikey's muzzle in her paw and gave him one of there special kisses, her tongue caressing his muzzle as she tenderly stroked his cheek.

She felt his paw slide over the top of her breast, sending sparks flying through her chest and causing her to let out a tiny moan of approval. On impulse she gently guided his muzzle to her breast. He began suckling softly as soon as the hard nipple brushed his lips. His tongue caressed and rubbed against it and she gasped as her crotch began to pulse in time with her racing heart. The tantalizingly sweet aroma of her arousal filled the room as her sopping wet panties could no longer contain the flow of juices and began to over flow, dripping onto the couch cushion.

Liz reached down and slid a finger through the leg band of her panties, pulling them to the side and exposing the engorged pink lips of her pulsating sex as she panted and shuddered. A raging fire spread through her veins as she grasped Mikey's erection with a gently paw and began to guide it towards her. Her body began to buzz and the fire intensified as it spread through her loins. In the very far recesses of her of her mind she heard a loud thudding noise and wondered what it was.

The tiny distance Mikey's cubhood had to travel seemed to take an eternity as she anticipated the hot warm feeling of his erection in her folds, the feeling of complete oneness that would fill her chest, the exquisite full feeling she would receive as he pumped in and out of her body and the deep spreading warmth that would fill her as his seed splashed against the walls of her body.

The tip of his penis slid along the top of her slit and rubbed against her clit. An explosion of pleasure erupted through her abdomen, causing her to moan as the thumping came again, more persistent this time. Mikey groaned against her breast, sending tantalizing vibrations through her chest that only heightened her arousal.

The hot feeling of Liz's folds engulfed the very tip of his cubhood as she guided him towards the source of the heat that radiated across his abdomen. Mikey let out another louder moan as spasm after spasm spread through his body, causing his legs to twitch and shake uncontrollably.

The thumping noise finally shattered the haze of arousal in Liz's mind. She gasped as she realized someone was at the door, knocking and yelling very loudly. Her face went cold and she stopped dead in her tracks as the tip of Mikey's penis pressed against the tight ring of flesh around her entrance. Mikey turned his head to the door at the same time she did.

How long had the fur at the door been there? How loud had Liz and Mikey been? In the heat of the moment she could not remember how loud she'd been moaning and she was unsure how loud Mikey's moans had been against her breast. Had the fur on the other side of the door heard them and come to investigate?

Mikey let out a very tiny whimper as he sat up, pulling his throbbing shaft away from Liz's paw. The mix of unbridled horror and uncontrolled lust twisted his face into a horrible expression as his eyes went back and forth between Liz's legs and the door. A muffled voice echoed through the door that Liz didn't recognize. Another set of loud bangs echoed through the room as the fur pounded against the door.

As the voice came again she was able to make out the words "Mrs. Moreau!" Her stomach dropped to her toes as she tried figure out who was so persistently trying to get a hold of her at nearly midnight.

"Just a minute" She yelled as Mikey whimpered again. He'd pulled his pulsing shaft away from her body but a small drizzle of pre-cum trickled down her paw as he sat between her legs. She sat up and gave him a hug, simultaneously pressing her muzzle against his ear.

"It'll be ok, I promise. Why don't you go lie down in my bed while I find out what they want." Mikey looked absolutely horrified, but nodded his head. He climbed off the couch and grabbed his shorts and underwear before moved silently down the hall towards her bedroom.

She stood up from the couch and pulled her soaking panties back over her over sensitive sex, gasping softly as her fingers brushed the engorged pink lips and pulled the crotch back over her folds.

She tied her robe back and approached the door as terror welled up in her chest. One questioned coursed through her mind as her trembling paw reached for the door knob. Had she just been caught?