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Without a doubt, if you're a fox looking for a place to call your own for a spell, you don't have to look much further than the WillowBrook Estates, a 20-story, 110-unit apartment complex just outside of Fairlawn, Tennessee. The whole place has gotten a new paint job since 2006, completely re-wired at an unheard-of cost, WiFi, cable-ready HDTVs, garbage disposals, and self-cleaning Roombas that roam back and forth across the floor when you need them.

To rent out, you'll need a good thousand dollars or so a month, and that nearly doubles if you want access to the gym, swimming pool, complete fur care and grooming services, and a country club membership inside the 60-square-acre stretch of land, comprised of a fine 54-hole course, clubhouse, and outdoor theatre complex.

But I really don't want to talk about the condos. I mean, yeah I'm happy there, but I actually wanted to talk about something else.

The first thing I want to talk about is Tia Murrow.

And the second thing I want to discuss is what I found in her apartment the other day.

But I guess I should tell you about Tia first. It's important you know everything about her...

**

I got off work one day, about a month ago, you know, back when that terrible storm hit and knocked out power to the whole city? I'm an IT tech and they dragged my ass in to replace a few servers that shorted out. Worked a straight 12-hour shift, then part of the next day. The powers-that-be finally decided it was alright for me to go home early the following afternoon.

Anyway, I got back to the building and noticed a large, black moving truck parked out front. Coming out of the back of it was this long steel ramp, heading down and stopping right at the doors. As I passed by, I peeked inside and saw that it was empty. Moving in or moving out? It's the eternal question we always inwardly ask ourselves whenever we see this scenario, right?

I stepped past the ramp and walked through the doors, and there was Tia, waving a paw dismissively at one of the burly foxes setting down what seemed like the last of her load, breathing heavily from the strain. She said something to them in a language I didn't understand, and the two looked at one another before heading out the doors.

Moving in, apparently.

Right away, I didn't think she belonged here. I sensed there was just something a little off about her. I can't explain it. I mean, she was lyrically beautiful for a black fox, with her long, tangled ebony hair, all disheveled and unkempt, and very haunting dark-green eyes. She wore tight, faded and ripped jean shorts that hardly got past her hips, showing shapely thighs and calves, low enough in the back for her thick tail to sway, and show just the slightest curve of a fine ass. With the jeans, she wore nothing but a plain, black baby-doll t-shirt, revealing a trim tummy and innie navel. My eyes crawled over her shirt and I realized right away she wasn't wearing a bra. I'd have put money on the notion she'd left her panties behind as well.

Sure, I guess when we're moving out or moving in, we tend to wear clothes we don't mind getting forever-stained or torn - or we've already packed everything into boxes, so we just throw on something still left over in the hamper or dryer. I glanced down at her feet and noticed one other thing peculiar; she was wearing deep red three-inch high heels, and the way she moved on her petite footpaws seemed to suggest she was quite used to being in them.

I'm blessed with a high degree of over-imagination and I jumped to the early conclusion that Tia was either a female escort setting up a new headquarters, or a lucky fox's mistress being showered with an unbelievable amount of money, so that she could live close by.

She crouched down for a moment to look closely at one of the medium-sized boxes that had come in, and then nodded to no one before getting to her feet again.

Oh right, the boxes. You're not going to believe this. There were eighteen of them. I counted them. All 2x3 cardboard types, solid black, and none of them were marked or labeled. In fact, they all looked exactly the same. I looked at the top of one of them and didn't see any packing tape, or a crease, or something to indicate they could even be opened. Ever.

Tia must have caught my curiosity early on, because she turned to face me as I stepped around the row of boxes. "Hello," she said in a gentle voice that, to me, would indeed belong to a call-girl.

"Hi," I nodded back and ran a paw through my blonde hair, then stated the obvious thing everyone always says to people just moving in. "Moving in, I see."

Tia grinned, not minding the patency. "Uh huh. Just got the last of the stuff in this morning. I'm coming from Santa Monica, and before that I was in Las Vegas."

Yup, call-girl. "You don't say? Well, what in God's name possessed you to take root here in small-town, Tennessee?"

"Ohh, I go where I'm needed." She waved her paw again in that dismissive gesture, and I sensed this particular topic of conversation was closed off.

I could feel her eyes boring into me. I began feeling uncomfortable and turned my attention to her strange assortment of boxes. "You, um, need a paw with these things? I'm pretty sure your moving foxes should at least offer to get everything upstairs too."

But she smiled, shaking her head. "I won't need their help. I can take care of these myself."

I licked my lips and tried to think what else I could say. The two of us seemed to just stand there for a moment, eyeing the boxes together. Tia broke the silence and pleasantly asked which unit was mine.

I pointed up. "Um, 12th floor. Room 1213. I get a grand view of...nothing but a bunch of trees," I finished, laughing and toying with my hair.

Tia laughed too. "I'll be on top of you, I guess. I'm in 1413." She glanced at the elevator just down the carpeted hallway. "there's no 13th floor, right?"

"Correct. Lots of buildings purposely leave them out, because of superstitious mumbo-jumbo."

She glanced at me curiously. "You don't believe in any of that stuff?"

I shook my head. "My mom raised me not to. I'm actually a born-and-bred Southern fox, and we believe more in, um, spiritual power, I guess."

Her green eyes narrowed. "Sometimes it's best to keep an open mind, Karina. I'm Tia, by the way. Tia Murrow." She offered a friendly paw to me and I gave it a squeeze.

"I'm...Karina Denton. Um...how did you know my name?"

She smiled and pointed to the large directory behind me, encased in glass. "Unit 1213, right?"

I looked and then giggled foolishly. "Oh, right. Duh. Well, at least let me help you with these-" I started towards one of the boxes to pick up and Tia let out a short shriek, freezing me in my tracks.

"No! It's alright, Karina. I've got these, please. I'd rather not let anyone else bear the responsibility. You could break something and..." Her smile returned but it looked different, and didn't touch her eyes at all. "It just wouldn't be good for either of us..."

I shrugged and stepped back. "Well, suit yourself." I felt I needed to still be kind somehow. "Um, if you like, since we'll be neighbors and all, I could whip up a late lunch for you. Doubtless you'll not feel like cooking by the time you get settled, and you really don't want to have your first meal in Fairlawn actually in Fairlawn."

Tia smiled brightly then. "Um, sure." She looked back at her boxes. "Give me, say, two hours?"

I nodded. "That'll be fine. Just knock, okay? I don't have a clapper on the door and the bell doesn't work."

"It's a date," Tia grinned and clasped her paws in front of her. "I'll bring some wine, it's the least I can do. And I cannot take "no" for an answer, as a heads-up."

Yes, I got the feeling not many foxes would ever say "no" to Tia. Of course, I also wondered if she ever said "no" to them either. "Sounds great, Tia. I'll see you then." I gave her a cheesy smile, all teeth, and then waved, heading for the elevator.

Just as the doors closed in front of me, I noticed something strange. It could have been my eyes playing tricks on me. Maybe a flash of the light from the lobby, a reflection of some sort. Hell, maybe her tail just accidentally bumped up against it as she was walking around her stuff.

One of the boxes was set aside from the smaller stacks - and I swear to God it moved.

**

We were sitting around my apartment about three hours later, towards the early evening. Tia apologized profusely for her late arrival and made up for it with a very fine bottle of Chablis, and from the alluring scent wafting from it when she popped the cork, it had to be the vintage stuff.

"You just happened to come across a box with your expensive wines in it, I see," I joked as she poured out a few glasses she had also brought with her.

She looked at me sharply then shook her head. "Oh, I haven't even brought my boxes up yet. This was just something I had handy from the truck." She helped herself to some of the sliced cheese, fruits and crackers I had laid out on the living room table. The units were comfy enough if you were single, but I still missed my parents' ranch-house back in Nashville. Here, you had to deal with a studio that housed the living room, dining room and kitchen, along with a separate bedroom and bathroom. However, the walk-in closet suited me just fine. I was also making enough money in the IT field to warrant a gym and pool membership. Somehow, looking at Tia, I just had the feeling she was going to go all out, and pay the $1,895 monthly price tag for all the amenities WillowBrook offered.

"So, if you haven't gotten your boxes up yet, what have you been doing all day?" I broke the silence between sips of Chablis. "Just familiarizing yourself?"

Tia smiled, and for the first time, to me, it seemed genuine. "Good guess. I stopped by the gym and pool area. You have quite a lot of cute guys here." She crossed her legs in front of me, very long, toned legs that could probably win a contest or two. She'd taken off her high-heels when she came in, and I was rather taken with the way she splayed and then pointed her toes, the deep brown claws detracting and then retracting again.

I think it was then I noticed just how attractive Tia was. It took some effort to swallow down a bit of cheddar and then I replied, "Oh, I'm...I'm actually not...um, into guys. I'm..."

Tia's green eyes widened a bit. "Oh...you're...you're a lesbian?"

I blushed some this time and nodded. "But as my momma told me, it doesn't make me any less of a being. right?"

She laughed heartily, bringing a paw to her mouth and shaking her head. "Not at all, Karina." She looked into my eyes kindly. "I'm bi. So..." Her footpaw bobbed slowly, "obviously I find you just as cute as the guys," and she winked at me.

"Well, I'm glad we got that out in the open then..." I chuckled, getting up from the loveseat to get another drink.

"Oh definitely," Tia giggled now, sounding like a high school girl with a crush, then glanced at my clock. "Well, it's getting towards evening. I really need to get my boxes taken care of."

I nodded, sitting back down. "Are you sure I can't help you, Tia? It would be my pleasure."

Tia shook her head, standing up. "Positive. You've done more than enough already." I stood up with her and she leaned in to hug me. For a brief moment, her naked breasts under the baby-doll shirt she wore pressed up fully to mine, and I could feel the nipples under my bra harden in arousal. We parted and I saw her to the door, watching her gracefully slip on her high-heels again, like a dancer.

"Goodnight, Tia. I hope we run into each other soon." And I meant it.

The vixen regarded me for a few seconds then a smile crept over her face. "Come swimming with me tomorrow afternoon? I have a luscious white bikini I'm dying to try out."

I bit at my lip. "Can't. At least not until late in the evening. I think the pool closes at 11. Could we maybe go at nine, after dinner?"

"Mmm, sounds perfect to me, Karina. In fact, join me for dinner at my place. I insist, please."

"I'd love it..." I replied excitedly. The thought of dinner with the black fox already had my heart pounding, but the image of her in a white bikini, diving into the clear blue pool water, with me right behind her had my hormones going crazy. "Um...t-tomorrow then..."

We said our good-byes and I quickly hurried to the bathroom, blasting hot water into the walk-in shower before stepping naked inside. There, in hot and steamy seclusion, I got myself off, stroking my breasts and then my sex until I was a quivering pile of fur and flesh on the floor of the tub, gasping for breath, spent juices soaking my digits.

**

I woke up to a loud thump and turned over in my bed, blindly fumbling for the lamp's on-switch before sitting up, looking around me nervously in the semi-darkness. At first I thought maybe someone was at the door, and I swung my legs around to get up.

Then I heard another sound, like something was being dragged across a wooden floor. And it wasn't coming from my apartment. It was coming from Tia's, above my head.

I looked up at the ceiling and listened as the dragging sound continued for a moment, starting from one end of the ceiling all the way to the other. I heard a few small creaks and then Tia's soft voice - but I couldn't understand what she was saying. It wasn't that her voice was too soft, I just didn't recognize anything English. Or Spanish. Or French, or anything like that. She said a few strange sentences, and then I heard one more sound.

Several tick-tick-ticks, like tiny, but slow-moving footsteps tapping across her floor. My first thought was that maybe she had a pet. WillowBrook frowned on those, mainly because of damages they could do with their claws, or the stains they could leave behind. But really, who among us hasn't stowed away a creature or two to keep us company? I decided I would be a friendly neighbor tomorrow and tell her about the rules. Maybe we could have worked something out with the manager.

The strange ticking continued as I lay there in bed, my ears swiveling with curiosity. Whatever it was, it wouldn't stay still. The steps seemed to go back and forth across the floor, as if it was circling or pacing. After a few moments, the strange ticking stopped, and then I heard one more loud scraping sound and then a thud I recognized immediately.

The sliding closet door of Tia's bedroom.

I must not have heard much else after that because soon I was fast asleep, dreaming of Tia in a lovely bikini, swimming towards me, arms out for an underwater kiss.

**

Tia dazzled me with a delicious Spanish seafood paella, some cold gazpacho soup as an appetizer and ice cream for dessert. I looked around her, and noticed her odds and ends as compared to mine. That's the really weird thing about living in a building where everyone lives in the same kind of unit, with the same furnishings. It doesn't really "feel" like your place until you add your own special touches, like pictures of your friends and family on a credenza, or books on the shelves, or knickknacks and trinkets and old heirlooms gathering dust in the cupboards.

Tia seemed to have none of these. Well, I guessed she hadn't had time to get settled in yet, or perhaps she was still waiting for more of her things to arrive. I thought again about the black boxes I had seen, and tried to secretly scan her unit as we chatted on the leather couch, sipping tea together, looking for any sign of them. I also kept looking around in case her strange pet I had heard the night before was going to come out and welcome me.

"You seem distracted," Tia glanced at me and smiled over her cup.

"Huh? Oh..." I blushed a bit. "I was just looking for your boxes. You know, the ones you brought up with you?"

Tia nodded. "What about them?"

I was caught offguard and shrugged. "I...just...wondered where they were. Last night I heard-"

"Oh, that." Tia chuckled, and started drinking again. "Sorry, I was dragging out a box with some pots and pans, so I could make this elegant meal for you." She gestured to the dining room table, as if to remind me how much hard work she had done for my benefit alone. I didn't like that. It suddenly made me seem like I was a burden.

"Well, you did offer..." I said casually, shrugging, "and you kind of woke me up last night with those boxes..."

Tia set her cup down and frowned. "Oh, I am truly sorry about that. Of course, Karina, I didn't realize how much noise I might be making. That was very inconsiderate of me, wasn't it?"

"Oh, nono, honey, it's alright, I managed to get back to sleep..." She had managed to make me feel badly and apologetic somehow, and I didn't like that either. "I guess we're all allowed to make a little noise on moving day, right?"

Tia laughed, nodding. "Well, just one day. I promise I'll be more careful."

We drank in silence for a few more minutes and then I finally asked, "So...where are the boxes?"

The black fox looked sharply at me, and then a strange smile came to her face. "Oh...they're safe. I just haven't gotten around to opening them yet. All in good time, I really have no need for them just yet."

Something else bothered me. "Do you have any pets, Tia?"

She gave me a withering look. "No...why would you ask that? I thought pets weren't allowed in this building anyway, right?"

I couldn't let it go. "Well, it's just that I heard something else coming from your apartment, and it sounded like...I don't know...it just seemed..." I faltered for the last word. "Alive..."

For a moment, Tia's face was expressionless, as though she had suddenly become an automaton that someone forgot to wind, and then she laughed heartily, almost a cackle, throwing her head back, her long dark hair spilling over her backside in waves. "Oh, K-Karina," she giggled, and then got up, collecting our cups, "Do you see any sign of a pet in here? Really, girl, if we're going to be neighbors, you should consider not trying to play a sleuth. You're just horrible at it!" She continued to giggle, going into the kitchen, and I heard the clatter of dishes. "You probably heard me getting out my pots and pans, I think," she called out, still snorting.

I smiled uncertainly, then shrugged and got up from the couch. "I guess that might have been it, yes..."

But it wasn't. I know what I heard last night. I came into the kitchen, looking around casually for any fur or water, or any sign of a lesser animal. But I just didn't see anything.

Tia finished stacking dishes in the washer than turned to smile winsomely at me. "Well...I think I'm ready for that swim now, how about you, vixen?" Without waiting for my reply, she brushed past me, giving my cheek a little nuzzle and petting my tail. "Oh, which reminds me...I...got something for you too..."

I watched her go to her bedroom down the hall and close the door behind her. "Oh, Tia, you didn't have to do that..." I walked down the hall and stopped at her bedroom door. "Um...may I come in?"

"Sure!" she said from inside, and I opened the door - and was reminded why I'm so attracted to vixens.

She was standing naked in front of a full length mirror, her back to me, brushing out luxurious black hair and starting to tie it back into a ponytail. I had never seen a body quite like hers. It was like a dancer's, with very firm, tight muscles from the start of her neck, down to the small of her back, and the ripe, taut muscles of possibly the most beautiful ass in the world. From there, her thighs and legs seemed to indicate a powerful swimmer, and now that she was out of her high-heels, her footpaws were delicate and petite, with thick, but curvy toes ending in retracted claws.

From the back, she looked like a goddess. I swallowed hard and averted my lusty gaze best I could. "Um...I...maybe should let you dress..."

"Nonsense, come, Karina..." She turned to face me, and my eyes beheld perfect breasts high on her chest, full and pert, capped with huge areolas coated in silky dark-brown patched fur, and ripe black nipples. From the trim tummy, my eyes settled at her crotch, shaven almost completely of fur, showing a luscious set of netherlips that ached to be kissed. She continued talking as she padded naked around her bedroom, gathering two small shopping bags. "This..." she grinned at my nonplussed stare, and handed me one, "is for you..."

"Oh...Tia...you really didn't have to..." I dug my paw into the bag, still staring dreamily at the vixen, and fished out a beautiful floral bikini, one of the really nice ones you can't get here in Smalltown, USA. I held it up and realized right away, if I wore this swimming, it would not hide much at all. Especially now that my nipples were aroused as hard as pebbles, and I had a definite warmth going between my legs that would almost surely resemble a camel-toe under the lycra material.

"I insist," she came up to me and nuzzled my cheek again. It took everything I had not to kiss her just then - especially feeling her warm breasts up against my side. "Now, get dressed. We're going to be the hottest vixens in the pool, I promise you..."

I have never considered myself hot but, just then, in that very moment, I was more horny, and feeling sexier, than I ever had in my life.

I guess I have to thank Tia for that...

**

We swam for quite some time together, and as I had hoped, the bikini Tia wore, over time, hiked up higher and higher on her thighs, until she was practically thonging in the water. At one point, we both dove down in the deep end, about 18 feet, and while I was following her, the bikini between her legs actually nestled tightly into her netherlips, perfectly flossing her, and showing a beautiful, tight black ass. I remembered wondering if Tia felt the material practically fucking her underwater, and let out a burst of air as I had a little mini-orgasm of my own at the thought.

Tia swam around me and smiled, looking about as home in the water as a fish, then reached behind her to undo the tie in her hair, letting it float around her head. I grinned back and started to chase her, and she giggled out bubbles, kicking backwards and trying to avoid me. It seemed the longest time before we finally reached for one another in a hug and kicked our way back up to the top, gasping in a much-needed breath.

"Oh...gods..." Tia gasped against me, catching her breath, "That was so hot..." Our breasts were mooshed together and below the water, I could feel our legs slowly caressing against one another's as we tread water.

I couldn't resist her anymore. "Yes..." I breathed heavily, and then pressed my mouth to hers. I was thrilled when she eagerly opened her mouth and her long tongue came out to play with mine. The two of us made out heavily on the surface, tilting our heads to and fro, getting our tastes of one another in several gulps of saliva, our paws roaming over each other's asses and squeezing.

We heard a splash close by as a male fox sauntered into the shallows and looked over at us. I had seen him around the complex a few times, usually driving in while I was on my way out in the morning, but I didn't know his name. All I really knew was he had a two-toned, white and powder blue Porsche he probably loved more than life itself. "Well, that is just the hottest thing ever I've seen," he growled, and he was already stroking himself through the tight bright-red bikini briefs he wore, sporting a good-sized erection inside.

Tia pulled slowly away from my mouth, wiping hers sheepishly, and then giggled, swimming back to the edge of the pool and clinging to the side. "Yes, it is..." she agreed, still looking over at me with all the fires of Hell itself. "We should probably go..."

"Oh hey, hey now, don't let me stop ya," the male stroked over towards us until he was treading water in the deep end nearby, grinning ear to ear and looking at us both like we were the catch of the day. "That's about as much action as this pool's seen all month...the name's Jack Dupree."

The black fox slowly smiled and pushed off the side of the pool, breast-stroking towards Jack. "Tia Murrow. I just moved in yesterday." She got up very close to him and then smiled over at me. "And this is Karina, my neighbor."

I offered a little wave and then swam towards the edge and pulled myself out of the water, grabbing my towel. "I should...probably go, Tia...it's getting a bit late and I need to be up early."

Tia looked up at me and frowned. "Oh nono, wait, Karina...let me go with you..." She started to turn around and then Jack had a hold of her arm.

"Aww, come on, little lady. You gotta let me formally welcome you to the club and all..." His brown eyes took on a strange gleam and he did not smile. "Bet you've never had someone like me before..." He was growling, almost salivating as I watched him reach under the water, yanking down his briefs with one paw, and still keeping his other paw around Tia's arm.

"Tia..." I said nervously from the edge, and then before I could say anything else, he took in a deep breath and lunged forward, knocking Tia under the water.

"Tia!" I yelled and dove back in, my eyes stinging a bit, watching the two dark forms descend, the male having gotten her into a bearhug, and was pumping his legs hard, diving with her to the deep bottom. Tia burbled as Jack pinned her to the tiles, and beat at his chest, her eyes wide in mortal terror, shaking her head quickly.

Jack never hesitated. In barely a few seconds he had tugged Tia's bikini bottom to the side, kicked off his briefs and thrust his hardness suddenly forward, and I watched Tia's expression screw into a grimace of pain as she was violently and deeply penetrated. I finally reached the pair and tried to slap at the fox to let her go, getting my arms around him and trying to pull him off of her. But he was much stronger than I was, and I couldn't hold my breath that long. After about a minute, I needed air quickly and stroked for the surface, gasping and coughing uncontrollably.

Suddenly the lights above and inside the pool winked off and I was thrown into total darkness. "No!" I cried out and ducked my head back down, trying to see, but everything was pitch black. It was like staring into the cold darkness of space itself. I burbled in panic and tried to dive down, but it was like swimming blind. I flailed my arms wildly in front of me but I couldn't see or feel anything but the water around me.

Terrified at how long they had been underwater, I turned and clawed my way back to the surface, treading water frantically and shouting for help.

And then I felt something move past my leg. It didn't touch me, and I never really felt it against my fur at all. All I felt was this odd sensation of water being pushed to me, like something was moving and displacing the water, pushing it outwards, acting as a slight current, and then nothing. I ducked my head back under to try to see what it was, but I still didn't see a thing. I swam for the edge, shaking and starting to cry. Maybe another minute went by, and then another. And then I heard a huge explosion of bubbles on the surface, followed by a smaller one, and then a last pop, and then total silence.

I trembled hard, clinging to the edge of the pool, continuing to cry, convinced my new friend had drowned. Then the water right in front of me bubbled up and I heard Tia gasp in a deep gulp of air. "Tia!" I cried out, and reached for her, pulling her over towards the edge where we could both catch our breaths.

And then with a loud click, the pool lights suddenly switched back on again, and I immediately squinted, getting used to the glare. I glanced worriedly towards the deep end, but there was no sign of Jack at all.

"Oh Tia!" I started crying fresh tears and nuzzled her. "I was so worried! What happened?! Where's Jack?!"

Tia shook her head, still panting. "I don't know. He had me on the bottom and he was fucking me, and I had my eyes closed the whole time, trying to focus on holding my breath..." She looked wildly around the pool. "Maybe...when the lights went out, he got scared, let me go and swam out. The bastard." She smacked the surface hard with her paw.

I growled. "We'll file a complaint. I think aggravated rape and assault should put him away for the next ten years at least. He could have drowned you..." We exchanged a look and then I pulled myself out of the pool, reaching down to help out Tia until we could both flop on the deck, holding one another.

Soon our shakes gave way to trembles and then finally we seemed okay again. "Come," Tia brushed noses with me. "I...I don't want to be alone tonight." She looked suddenly shy and folded her paws in her lap. "And...we...could continue what we were doing...if you still want to..."

Without waiting for me to answer, she got up from the deck and grabbed her towel, walking away to the locker room. I got to my feet to follow her, looking back at the water.

And that was when I noticed, floating on the surface, Jack's red bikini briefs. I grabbed one of the large, long nets on the wall and started to reach for them, swiping at the water. I was thinking the clothes would be good evidence for the complaint I planned to lodge.

Finally I managed to snag the material and drag it to the edge until I could kneel and grab the briefs in my paw. As I lifted them up, however, the briefs came apart in tatters, as though someone had taken a knife and sliced through it several times. I smiled inwardly at first, thinking maybe Tia's claws had somehow managed to get the best of him after all, and then I noticed something else strange about them. But it didn't hit me until I was taking a shower a few moments later.

The briefs hadn't been bright red anymore.

In fact, the red color looked much darker.

**

We had sex that night at Tia's place, curled up naked together, exploring one another's bodies as carefully and as patiently as lovers should. I lavished attention to her breasts, which she really loved, and she in turn gave attention to me, swiping my aching folds with her tongue until my clit was so aroused and swollen, it pushed out between my netherlips like a little button. When her lips finally squeezed around that hot flesh a few moments later, I saw red stars appear before my eyes as I came wildly against her muzzle. She thrilled me by lapping at my cum each time I climaxed, which only served to set me off over and over.

Then it was my turn. It had been a while since I had been between another vixen's legs, and I was in all my glory. I tongued her as deeply as I could, enjoying her murrs and then her loud mewls of pleasure, her legs wrapping around my back to hold me tightly against her crotch, until she made a huge cummy mess against my muzzle. By the time we were both well sated, our combined juices and scents covered us.

"Mmmm..." Tia finally mumbled, slipping her leg inbetween mine until I could feel her thigh against my crotch. "I guess Jack had me a liiiitle bit hornier than I thought..." she chuckled and then kissed me. "I could almost forgive him for his indiscretion."

But I was aghast. "Indiscretion? Tia, he raped you, honey. I'll see to it he doesn't get to do it again. I was so worried about you, but..." I trailed off then, remembering the condition of the briefs. "But...I guess you handled everything fine."

The black fox looked deeply into my eyes, studying my face curiously. "Karina, baby, I was never in any danger. You must believe me. If I want to be with someone," she reached to stroke my cheek and I started to murr and nuzzle at her paw. "Nothing stops me. And if I don't...well, nothing stops me then either."

"But what about him? We're just going to let him go after some other innocent vixen trying to swim? He needs to be stopped, Tia."

She shrugged and slipped her arms around my neck loosely. "Karina, I promise you, he'll never hurt anyone again."

"How can you know?" But already her gentle touch, the way she was pressed against me, it was already soothing me again, relaxing me. I looked into her remarkable green eyes and saw a warmth there. I thought I even saw love.

"I just know," she whispered and pressed her mouth against me to kiss, while her paw moved up to my breasts, massaging them slowly and firmly in circles until I was beside myself with lust for her once more.

Much later that night, I was awakened by a loud thumping sound, much like the one that had jarred me from my sleep downstairs the other night. I looked over and saw Tia sleeping peacefully on her side facing me, her breathing deep and steady. The sound had come from her bedroom closet, I was sure of it. I quietly rolled off of the bed and tip-toed over to her closet, straining my sharp ears to the rollaway door and trying to listen.

Dead silence.

I gathered up my nerves and slowly opened the door to peek into the dim space. And there were her boxes, all stacked neatly in rows against the wall. I counted them all - and then I counted them again just to be sure.

But I still came up with nineteen.

Well, I must have missed one when I counted them down in the lobby, I thought. But as an IT technician, someone who had to watch server activity, or look bleary-eyed at lines of code for hours at a time, you pride yourself on your keen eyesight more than anything.

A heard a softer thump and trained my focus on one of the last boxes in a row, on top.

It was moving.

The sides of the oblique box pushed out and then back to their normal shape, almost like the box was...

Breathing...?

The bedroom light clicked on and Tia was suddenly standing beside me, putting a paw on my shoulder. I yelped and spun around to look at her, my eyes wide and my heart beating rapidly. "Tia! You...you scared me..."

The vixen smiled but her eyes looked intense. "What are you doing?" She slipped her paws around me and eased me into a hug against her, mmming softly. I could feel her hard nipples pressed up against my breasts - and oh, how I wanted her suddenly.

I lay my paws around her back and stroked down her lovely hair to her butt. "I was just looking...I...I heard something from inside, it woke me up..." I glanced over my shoulder at the open closet door, but then Tia's paw touched my cheek and carefully guided my gaze back to hers.

"What did it sound like?" She wanted to know, and her other paw stroked over my butt, splaying her digits until they could swipe across my tailhole.

"I..." Her touch was getting me mad with arousal. I stood still as her paw found the warmth between my legs, and slowly rubbed over my tight mons until they were swollen and wet. "I...Tia...I don't know, it just...it woke me up." I bit my lip hard as her paw's digits slowly circled and then screwed into my heat. I gasped loudly and my muscles tightened around them like a vise. "Oh...gods..."

"Come back to bed," she whispered, pulling slowly from my heat and reaching for my paw.

Whatever semblance of common sense I had finally left me and I allowed my beautiful companion to escort me back to the bed to make love.

**

Despite Tia's objections, the next morning I placed a call to the manager at WillowBrook, Steve Colson, and let him know about the incident at the swimming pool and Jack Dupree's indiscretions, as Tia put it. Mr. Colson assured me they would investigate and then send someone up to meet with us. When I got off the phone, Tia surprised me with a lovely breakfast of eggs Benedict, warm oatmeal, and orange juice. I remarked again how she was able to make such good food and she laughed, kissing me softly and watching me eat.

"Oh man, I'm going to be late, you naughty girl," I chided her, finishing the last of the food.

"No, you're not. Since you seemed so insistent on looking out for me after the pool-raping I got, I thought it would probably behoove you to stay here and keep me company. You know, in case the police need to talk to us? I already called your boss and explained. He was very understanding."

I was surprised. "Tia?! How were you able to find out where I worked? I never talked about it."

She grinned and leaned forward, petting my stomach and making me murr again. "Your nametag was on the kitchen table when I walked in that first time. Coolex Electronics. I simply called them and asked for your manager."

Damn, she was quite an observant vixen and I said so. She gave me that dismissive wave again and smiled disarmingly. "I do a lot of detective stuff in my line of work."

I suddenly remembered something last night. The boxes...the one that had moved. Or...breathed.

"Tia, I heard that same noise last night, coming from your closet. Remember me getting up?"

She nodded. "I also remember tugging you back to bed, you horny thing. You couldn't sleep if you tried."

I blushed and nodded, looking dreamily at her. "That really was a wonderful time." She had a lovely way of making me forget everything but her. We started to reach for one another for a little morning fun, and then the phone by her bed jangled loudly, startling us both.

Tia picked it up on the second ring and now that I think about it, it was almost like she expected the call. "Oh really?" she said as she listened, then nodded to me. "Alright, well, yes please keep us informed. I guess for the time being we can drop the charges. Oh certainly. Oh, that's very kind of you, but I couldn't...well, only if you add one for Karina." She winked at me. "Yes, thank you, Mr. Colson." When she hung up, she was grinning at me widely. "Guess who just got a free year of pool fun. You and I. He's sorry about what happened."

"That's it?!" I was livid. "What about Jack?"

"Missing in action, it would seem," Tia replied gently, stroking my arm. "Management went to his apartment and there's not a trace of him. Seems like he just packed everything and...left."

I stared at her, blinking stupidly. "What do you mean, he just left? It's only been 10 hours or so. How can he just leave like that?" I got up from Tia's bed and padded naked up to the window, looking far down at the pavement below. Tucked away in its spot, the same as always, was Jack Dupree's two-tone Porsche, gleaming wickedly in the morning sunlight. "Look! That's his car, he's got to still be here."

Tia came up to hug around me. "Who cares? Maybe he got a ride from someone, or maybe a truck picked him up. Or maybe he attacked someone else and is in jail as we speak. He's gone from here and obviously not coming back anytime soon. And the police will be informed if he does. Alright?"

No, it wasn't alright. There was something wrong. There was something really wrong about all of this.

**

A few weeks went by before I could get a day off again, thanks to Tia's insistence on taking that impromptu holiday, and I was dying to actually have a date, a good time away from home and work, and a chance to have fun in the sun with someone I loved. And I think I did love her very much. We became inseparable, whether at her place or mine, we never spent an evening apart, and slept together naked all the time. There would be nights we'd make love, and other nights we'd curl up together to watch a movie before falling asleep in each other's arms. Our love-making became poetic and sweet and passionate.

Jack Dupree's pride and joy was removed from the parking lot and impounded a few days after we got the phone call. There was no fuss over it, and in fact no one seemed to make a big deal over it. I guess the management assumed by now he wasn't coming back to collect it and maybe it was stolen. But when I checked the local DMV to try to trace the car down, there was Jack's leering face on the license. I thought about pointing this out to the police but then I'd have to confess how I came by this information. The law doesn't look kindly on computer hacking.

A free day came up for me, and I took Tia to a lovely seafood restaurant for lunch. We kept rubbing one another's footpaws under the table and pretty much ignoring the glances we were getting from some of the other foxes at the place. Soon Tia was playfully rubbing against my bare calf and it took a lot of energy for me not to pop out of my top the way my nipples were engorged.

"Horny?" Tia giggled softly, still rubbing.

I licked my lips and nodded, trying to stop trembling.

"Hold still..." she whisper-murred, and then I felt her luscious footpaw moving up and between my legs. I let out a soft gasp as I felt her pointed toes rummaging into the heat of my crotch, tracing over my hot and swollen mons through my shorts with those extremely talented digits. I didn't realize just how bad off I was, it was like nothing I'd experienced. She just kept massaging and pushing her toes against me, working my clit and labia like a pro. Soon after, both my paws were on her foot, and I was panting loudly, beyond caring who heard us or what we were doing.

I came like never before. I felt a gushing of cum squirt from my jeans and immediately soak my panties, and then another gush pushed cum out from the top of my shorts and wet my stomach, and then I felt still more coming. I kept my eyes closed, biting hard on my lip to keep from screaming as I enjoyed one orgasm after another. By the time Tia moved her foot away from me, still giggling, I wasn't exactly presentable to the public and very embarrassed. Thank goodness at least we'd gotten a private booth in a dark corner.

"Tia!" I whispered loudly when I got my breath back. "You vixen, how am I supposed to leave now, I'm soaked!"

"Couldn't help myself, love. You're so easy." She folded her arms on the table. "You just wait until I get you home. They're going to have to clean that swimming pool twice tonight..."

"Excuse me, miss." One of the waiters, a handsome young fox with blonde hair and deep blue eyes, had sauntered to our table and was frowning. "Is everything alright here?"

Tia smiled up at the boy, who liked all of 17. "Just having a little sex under the table," she said matter-of-factly and my mouth dropped open.

The waiter's eyes got really big and then he chuckled. "Oh, um, okay." Since we were both sitting down, I had a really good view of him from the waist down and he was sporting a tremendous erection now.

Tia must have noticed too because she continued, "Do you like what you see?"

The young fox stammered. "I...I...well...yeah...you're b-both really pretty..."

That was something else about Tia that I really loved. Since I'd been with her, I'd been starting to notice that I was getting more notice. My hair, which I usually more straight and pretty much unstyled, was now done up in a beautiful ponytail all the time, tied with a red ribbon. People at work swore that I was getting slimmer and more curvy, though I really hadn't changed my diet at all. Even my breasts had become more pert and full. Hell, I was always an attractive woman, I thought, but now...I could have done justice in any Vixen's Secret catalog. I convinced myself this had to be what love does to you and thought nothing more about it at the time.

"Well, aren't you sweet, young todd," Tia cooed up at him and then did the unthinkable - she laid a paw on his hip and started to caress. "Yes, a compliment like that deserves a big tip." I watched, rather stunned, as my girlfriend moved her paw over until it was right at his groin and cupping him, her digits working skillfully over the tent until I could see wetness forming. "Ohh...you already have one, it seems," she giggled, and rubbed the top of the tent slowly.

The todd was in heaven. He took a peek over his shoulder, seeing no one around, and shakily brought his paw down over Tia's, either trying to push her paw away, or to hold it right there on his erection, it was difficult to tell.

"Mmm," Tia murred and closed her eyes, rubbing a bit faster. "You like that? More?" She now used both paws, one cupping what I imagined was a swollen, aching set of balls, while the other played over his erection, actually trapping some of it in a fist and pulling.

"Ug...Uh...oh my...God..." The todd's face looked comical now, eyes closed tightly, mouth open, breathing so hard I worried he might have a heart attack on the spot. Tia pulled on his cock just a few more times, and that was all the young boy could handle. Literally. The front of his jeans started to peter with beads of milky semen as he climaxed hard, still clamping the top of her paw. He wasn't done for about a minute, pumping load after load of sweet cum. The trail of wetness spread and went nearly down to his knees. I expected cum to actually drip from the bottom of his slacks, that's how much it was.

And God, was I horny watching that. I had forgotten just how hot some guys can be, and though I'd sworn off the male species for good, the thought of having a load of cum pumped into my pussy like that was really hard not to think about.

Finally the waiter caught his breath and sat down hard on the floor, suddenly feeling sheepish, and Tia quickly got up to help him inside our booth. "Are you okay, kit?" The todd slowly nodded and she curled up against him, nuzzling his cheek. "Mmm, good. Come with us now..."

"W-where?" His voice cracked and his eyes widened again. I imagined this was his first time getting frisky with a couple of vixens and was starting to laugh right along with Tia. I had never realized just how much fun it was to tease someone, especially the guys. Something inside me wanted to lash out at me and tell me it was wrong to toy with someone's lust like that, to tease and arouse without any feelings or love or...anything. But you know what? At that point, I didn't care. I was horny, and all I wanted at that moment, so help me, was to sex this todd up so badly he'd be ruined for any girl that would follow. I wanted to play with him, rub on his cock, get him to cum, anything to show my power over him, completely dominate him and...

What was so wrong with that?

We paid our check and left with the todd between us, our arms around him, like we were escorting him. Not once did he look back to the restaurant, as if a waiter vanishing in the middle of the busy lunchtime hour would hardly be noticed.

What the hell was I doing? And why was I okay with all of this?

**

When we got Gary, that was the waiter's name, back to Tia's bedroom, we were all over him. In less than a minute, we had his clothes ripped off, and had thrown him to the bed. It didn't take long for him to cum again after that, thanks to a combination of her paws and mine jerking him off. It was incredible. I hadn't seen a male fox cock since I decided to become a lesbian, and I was just overwhelmed at the amount of cum he put out. He came on both our mouths and instead of being sickened by the taste, it was like sweet honey to me. The taste got me hungry for more. We took turns going down on his cock, taking it good and deep into our mouths, and held the thick tip at the back of our throats so we could squeeze. When he finally let go of his release in my mouth, I had to swallow to take it all, there was just so much. I gagged as a little cum caught in my throat and Tia helpfully took over, grabbing the rupturing cock from my mouth and into hers to suckle and drink from.

And then we fucked him. Oh God, it was so hot. We took turns on top of him, straddling his legs, keeping our paws on his chest and lowering our wet and dripping pussies onto him like excited virgins. I'd had the occasional dildo and vibrator inside me, but there was just something about a fox-cock. A dildo can't always pulse or...move quite like the male's genitalia. It...it moves inside you, you know? When the juices build up around it, and you squeeze it...oh God, it's wonderful.

I watched Tia go next, lowering herself down over his cock, which was a perfect and tight fit for her pussy. That surprised me. With her looks, I would have thought she was as loose as a cannon with the amount of lovers she had probably had in her roughly 20-something years of life. I moaned, watching my lover attack this young stud with all the ferociousness and sensuality of a tigress, pounding his body into the mattress as she bounced up and down. I knelt next to the pair and made myself useful licking and kissing her breasts, suckling and biting at her nipples. Before too long, her paws grabbed hold of Gary's chest fur and she let out what sounded to me like an otherworldly shriek. It startled me. It just didn't sound like her at all. And then she orgasmed over his cock, and I watched stunned as her cum gushed from her pussy in a rush, spurting over his groin in rivulets. Gary reached up to grab her breasts, easing his way to another wild orgasm, letting go of his release inside of her.

Tia's tail whipped back and forth in pleasure, and she looked down at the todd, nodding, biting her lip, enjoying his release. "Yes," she whispered, "Keep going, mmmm...more..." She rocked a few more times on him, and Gary came again, and again, and again. Finally Tia pulled herself off of his cock, which was still spurting cum uncontrollably, and pushed me against him. I took my cue and immediately climbed on board, wiggling my butt before lowering myself down, until his pumping cock was buried deep inside me.

"Ohhh...oh God...that's...so good..." I whimpered, feeling his cum filling me. I started to rock slowly, sliding my tight walls across his hard flesh, my juices building up. Gary sensed I was close and pistoned his strong hips upwards, delving as deep into my pussy as he could. I shuddered then, and came, spreading my juices all over his cock, until it was practically soaking, dripping wet.

Finally, after a few more turns each, Gary's tremendous and impossibly-long climax finally faded. I don't know how long we lasted personally, but the 17-year-old todd came for 15 or 20 minutes at least. More than enough to fill both of our pussies at least five times over. The sheets were positively soaked through to the mattress, and the normally dark blue bedspread was stained completely with glistening bits of dried seed.

We both kissed him hard and then collapsed on either side of him, snuggling and nuzzling gently as the three of us drifted off to sleep.

**

I opened my eyes and it was dark. I was groggy and disoriented as I rolled over on the bed, and there in the dim moonlight was Tia snoozing peacefully, her paw on my hip. I grimaced as my legs moved around, and I could feel the stickiness of cum all over my fur. I needed a shower and badly. I looked around the bed as I sat up, but there was no sign of our male companion. Tia must have shooed him out after I'd fallen asleep, I thought to myself.

I stumbled from the bed and felt around the floor for my panties and a robe before getting up to walk to one of the dressers for a towel.

And then I heard something thump loudly inside her closet, the same sound I'd heard several days before. I looked back to see if Tia had heard it, but she was still fast asleep. I crept to the closed closet and put my ear to the door, waiting for another sound to come. After a few minutes, I decided to look. I slid the closet door open carefully, keeping an eye on Tia this time, and then poked my muzzle inside to look.

In the darkness, I could still see her strange boxes again and now there were 20.

I know there were twenty this time because they were stacked differently, in four rows of five each. I did not miscount.

Tia was getting more boxes somehow.

Curiosity got the better of me again and I knelt at the closest row of boxes, running my paw over the column and up to the top. I stood back up and looked carefully at the top of the top-row box. Just like before, there was no opening, no buttons, no switches. Nothing to indicate the damned thing would open.

I was about to give up, convinced I was just spooked, when I heard something else come from that closet, something soft, almost like a breeze. I trained my eyes into the darkness of the closet and focused on the top box of the last column.

It was moving, just like before. The sides of the box would ripple and then push outwards, and I could hear the sounds of breath being inhaled and exhaled slowly. Frightened, I nonetheless moved closer, and furtively put my paw on the box as it breathed again.

It was as if I had set it on fire. It started to shriek, and it was horrible. It was like a bird cry, but higher pitched, almost hurting my ears. It sounded like pain and torture. The box shook and rocked hard against my paw and I finally screamed as well and staggered out of the closet, tripping over a bundle of clothes on the floor and falling down, smacking my head hard enough to see stars.

I sat up, looking wild-eyed around me, and realized I'd tripped over a pair of slacks, a short, small tie, and an apron.

Gary's clothes.

A light clicked on by the bed and Tia's ghostly face was illuminated within, looking sternly at me. "What are you doing, vixen?" she asked quietly, getting up from the bed as I struggled to get to my feet.

"N-nothing," I wiped my eyes, trying to stop shaking. "I just...I just heard a noise and-"

Tia raised her paw to silence me. "Enough. It is about time you knew anyway. There is so much we need to discuss, Karina. But I am afraid I have not much time."

"Time...for...for what?"

Tia smiled and it really did look warm and friendly. "My child, you will know soon enough. But suffice to say, my time on your world is nearly done. I need to return soon. My collection is complete, you see."

"Collection?"

Tia nodded. "Of souls, dear girl. The ones that are needed. William, Ronald, Brenda, Jack...Gary, oh his was a feisty one. He was not ready to leave. Jack however, he was easy. The moment he attacked me in that pool, he sealed his fate. They came for him personally...sometimes they do that. It makes things easier."

I was beyond speaking, my mouth open in silent horror.

Tia came close and stroked my cheek. "Relax, love. I am not going to hurt you, nor would I ever. I loved you very much. You were perfect. You proved your worth to me. To them. They approve of you."

I finally found my voice. "Who are...they?" I whispered, hugging myself tightly.

Tia smiled wider, if that were possible, and replied, "You will know soon."

I started to argue with her, to demand that she explain what the fox she was talking about, to tell me anything more about the boxes. But then she laid her paw atop of my head.

"Rest," she said simply, and I crumpled to the floor unconscious.

**

I never saw Tia again. When I awoke, I was in my own bed, shaking all over and running a high fever. I found I was so weak I could barely sit up. I immediately tried to call Tia's apartment but there was no answer. I called in sick and stayed in bed, drinking water and web-surfing until I felt better. I imagined I probably must have had a bad dream or something, although I remembered quite clearly our sexual escapades with Gary.

That night, the fever broke and I felt more myself. Tia hadn't visited me all day and I was worried. I went upstairs to check in on her and found the door to her apartment open.

"Tia?" I called out as I stepped inside and looked around. There was no reply.

I went into the bedroom. Gary's clothes were gone, in fact everything was gone. All of Tia's clothes, sheets, blankets. I looked hard at the mattress we'd made plenty of love on in the past, but there were no stains, no dried fur, nothing to suggest our fox fantasy with the todd had been nothing more than a...dream.

The walk-in closet door was slightly ajar. I walked over, opening it slowly.

**

So, here I am. I know, it's a crazy story, but I know you of all people probably would understand, running a curio shop like this.

Oh no, I'm not interested in selling this box at all. I'm actually here about something else, Mr. Harrison. About something that happened to you about 20 years ago. You see, I know about the murder of your wife, and I know you were acquitted for it when witnesses refused to testify. No body was ever found, but I know for a fact that you hid her in the swamp, next to Gully Road, out close to Memphis.

The look in your eyes tells me everything. It's kind of fun, having this new power. I can see so much more than a Google search engine could ever dream.

I can actually see into your very soul.

And Mr. Harrison, I know a lot more about souls now. Tia didn't really need to explain everything to me. I guess I always knew. I knew what she was, and what she was doing. And now I know exactly what this box is for. You'll be my first one.

You see, Mr. Harrison, they have sent for you now...

Oh, don't be frightened, please. It won't hurt, I promise. Just let me put my paw on your head...

Rest.

END