Flash Fiction: Got Your Wish
Just a quick little thing, from a weird idea that popped into my head (do you guys like flash fiction? I hope so!). :3
I wasn't sure what to categorize this as. It has a lot of the tones (and genitalia) as a CV or Unbirth scene. But... it's not!
Richard growled. His son hated him. His wife hated him. And the fox couldn't blame them really. His 40thbirthday fast approaching, and the fox hadn't amounted to much of anything. It made him furious.
If only Cynthia hadn't gotten knocked up. Quit school. Forced him to put his career on hold.
And to make matters worse, his son, Jeremy, was the most ungrateful kit imaginable. This particular evening he was screaming at his father about how unfair it was he had to get a summer job. Richard could feel his bottled up rage building, and as he tried to fight it down he wondered if life couldn't have gone differently for him.
At that moment Jeremy stamped his paw to the floor, giving his ultimate fury filled tantrum line,
"I wish I was never born!"
Richard gasped, a white flash blinding him. He felt dizzy, no, something more than that. Like the room wasn't just spinning, the entire world was spinning in the wrong direction! Just as quickly as it had come the flash of light vanished, and Richard was immediately shocked and confused.
He was in a bedroom, not his own, but one very familiar. A moan drew his attention downward where he gasped at the sight of a strange young vixen! She was completely naked and...
Richard was fucking her.
Startled, Richard jerked back suddenly, then groaned as his body tensed, and he climaxed, spattering the vixen's stomach with seed!
The shock of the situation was immense, but slowly it started to die down, and Richard realized the vixen was saying something. His ears flicked forward, as the gorgeous vixen sat up and smiled,
"Oh good, Rich, you remembered to pull out."
Memories came flooding back to the fox. The vixen, it was Cynthia... nearly 20 years ago! And this room, his college buddy's bedroom. This is the party, in senior year of college when he...
Richard looked down at the puddle of cum on his wife's, make that girlfriend's, stomach.
Jeremy!
The fox gaped in horror. But then... he looked down at his body, in the prime of his youth. And his girlfriend, gorgeous and full of life. His look of despair turned to a soft grin, the fox swishing his tail as he regarded the puddle now being wiped up by the vixen. Richard, no, Rich chuckled darkly to himself.
"Guess you got your wish, Jeremy."