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The Legend of Jenny and Renamon # 1 : A Full Bodied Berry Briefing Written by Klesk Vadrigaar

A hangover was no excuse for shirking one's duties. When the call to action came, it mattered not what condition you were in, you were expected to report and be ready for anything! That was how it had been when Jenny was part of the S.P.A.C.E., and it was how things were as part of the Starfox team. Not that she or any of her teammates were really appreciating such a policy, especially considering the wild night that had preceded this most unwelcome of a morning, but as they all filed into the briefing room on board the Great Fox II they showed they still respected it.

Sipping absently at a steaming hot cup of coffee, the white feline silently begged the caffeine to clear away the cobwebs from her mind. At least one of them had to keep a clear head, and while that responsibility typically fell to her dear digimon friend, Renamon, the vulpine was looking as headachy and bloody eyed as everyone else today. Understandable if the sounds heard from the quarters she shared with Fox McCloud were any indication, but still a tad unusual.

"How the heck do you look worse than me, Rennie? Usually you're the one hitting the bar like there's no tomorrow, then greeting the dawn with a smile and a spring in your step when tomorrow finally comes."

Pressing her paws to her face, Renamon gave a whimpering chuckle.

"Having a boyfriend who can match me for stamina and prowess tends to 'disrupt' my ability to just shrug off the after effects of intoxication. Or rather it would if we hadn't been interrupted mid-coitus."

Rennie looked to the dashing red vulpine who was looking likewise fatigued and frustrated as he set up a holographic projector. Beside her the azure vixen known as Krystal cast a somewhat jealous glance. Well as jealous as she could before the barrier of her own lack of sleep got the better of her and she flopped helplessly back in her seat.

"Least you still got some action, Rennie. I had to go deplete my supply of batteries after failing to find a single looker amongst the crowd last night." She groaned as Fox clapped his paws for attention.

"Alright team, I know the plan was for us to enjoy some well deserved R&R after the events on Corneria, but it seems our superiors thought otherwise. So for what it's worth, I thank you for coming out with me and Rennie to celebrate at the local watering hole, and I'm sorry to have to call such an abrupt halt to it. More so that we haven't had time to sleep off the festivities."

Hearing a sad croak at her side, Jenny turned as Slippy slipped in to the seat next to her.

"Damn and I just got my new Stormtoad costume delivered." The frog quietly seethed.

In spite of the pain and the tiredness, Jenny felt a warm blush wash over her face.

* We'll get another chance, Slip. Soon enough. * She mentally pinged, feeling her blush get hotter as the frog gave her one of those adorable smiles that just made her heart melt. It helped dull the kettle drums relentlessly hammering away in her head as Fox summoned the image of a planet and cleared his throat.

"What you see here is the planet Celephaiis, a peaceful, unaffiliated little body that unfortunately found itself as the backdrop for one of the skirmishes during the Aparoid Invasion. According to our intel, several of the Cornerian Defence Force's dreadnaughts intercepted a vast fleet of ships intending to bomb the planet and turn it into a breeding ground for new Aparoid soldiers. They managed to wipe out the fleet, but had to leave their remains to return and help repel the main invasion force on Corneria. As such, the planet is littered with debris and technology from the battle, most of it apparently still salvageable."

The image was enlarged to show a crude ring of destroyed hulls and blackened fighters orbiting the planet.

"Seems someone has taken the opportunity to start smuggling whatever still works out of the system and sell it off to the highest bidder. There've been reports of terrorist sects seen using Aparoid weaponry and equipment on at least eight planets and signs point to this as the source of their new gains."

There were collective cringes all around. To think that such a huge, interplanetary disaster was mere months old and already someone was putting the Lylat system at new risk for their own selfish ends. Jenny gagged on her coffee while Slippy let forth a deep, throaty groan.

"Please...please tell me it's not Andrew, or Star Wolf again. I mean I thought we set those guys on the straight path after our adventures together." Renamon sighed as she lay her head on the table and tried to block out the light from overhead. It was hurting her eyes and making her hangover worse. Finding her jealousy turning to sympathy at her fellow vulpine's plight, Krystal shook her head.

"It's not them, Rena. Trust me, I'd know otherwise."

Fox nodded in agreement. "Indeed, intel indicates the ones behind this aren't affiliated with any of the known criminal sects so it looks like we're dealing with a completely new presence here. The CDF arranged a deal to purchase some of the Aparoid tech to try and draw them out so our orders are to stake the planet out and see if someone does indeed drop by to gather what was paid for. If so, we're to learn their identity and either arrest them, or just take them out. I want you and Jenny to-"

The woosh of the door opening cut the fox off, as did the cheerful entrance of the last member of the team.

"Ah good, got here just in time!" The blue avian snapped off his aviator sunglasses and set down a carafe with a big plate of pastries. The offerings did little to dash the ire from Fox's face.

"If by 'in time' you mean 'unacceptably late' Falco, then yes, perhaps." The vulpine's voice dripped with sarcasm as he checked the clock. "Where the hell have you been for the last 20 minutes?"

Falco glanced to his superior in confusion, then gestured to the pastries as if it was supposed to be obvious.

"Taking care of the mend needed to get us all back up to speed. I can see we clearly did not take the abrupt end to the night's fun well." He smiled at his teammates, seemingly oblivious to their death stares. "Figured a good breakfast and a little home remedy might perk some spirits."

He poured the contents of the carafe into several glasses and began serving them with a pastry for each of the gathered morphs. Though his tardiness still irked them, the hostility in the room thawed somewhat as everyone acknowledged he'd at least brought food and something to help with the pain.

"Well, while that's very kind of you, Falco, might I ask what exactly this 'home remedy' consists of?" Jenny queried as she eyed the dark liquid in her glass.

"Oh a little something Mom came up with to help Dad recover from his own problems. It has orange juice, pickle juice, tomato juice, some pureed dumbledang pods, few shots of Worchestshire sauce, raw egg, crushed asprin and a little something else. Combination of vitamins, fluids, painkillers and hair of the dog all in one!"

Slippy, Renamon, et all likewise stared suspiciously at the concoction, however in the next minute they all had to also wince as their heads reminded them they were still in a very bad state. Figuring it couldn't hurt to at least humor the bird, Jenny took a polite sip while everyone watched with apprehension.

"Huh...actually that's not too bad." The white feline mused upon swallowing. She sipped again and winced slightly. "Check that, it's pretty good. At least the brass symphony in my head seems to be losing its volume."

Taking this as assurance, Renamon followed suite and found that while the cocktail tasted very strange indeed, it was also strangely pleasing to her taste buds. Soon everyone was drinking freely of the mixture and munching on their pastries as Fox sighed and gulped from his own glass.

"Well, okay fine, we'll forgive you for being late, Falco. Just please sit down and pay attention as I go over this again for your benefit."

Falco helped himself to pastry and drink as Fox repeated his introduction. Figuring she could thus afford a moment to herself, Jenny sat back in her chair and closed her eyes. Amazingly her headache actually was receding, bringing her mind some much needed relief. She sighed and squirmed in glee as she found she could actually think in peace again, then had to squirm some more as the instant the pain was gone her thoughts turned to some very familiar ground. She looked to Slippy who was rubbing his eyes and lightly ribbiting as he felt himself return to normal, and she thought about what he'd said. Even after they made it a regular aspect of their time together, the feline still couldn't believe Slippy's eagerness to pander to her more, unusual kinks. By all accounts the sight of anything dressed in the uniform of her old enemy should've prompted the feline to unleash hell, but somehow knowing Slippy was the one in the costume, and he was only taking advantage of her because she demanded it just made the role-playing more enjoyable.

Jenny purred softly as the frog finished off his drink and smiled in the bliss of proper wakefulness. He always did seem to have a smile on his face these days, mostly because of her. Even if their initial meet up had repulsed the cat, her dear frog had actually started to grow on her the more time they spent together. He'd proven himself as one she could trust implicitly in anything, was always there to greet her every morning with a kind word and a gentle kiss, and if she just needed someone to listen to her problems and be a shoulder to cry on, well Slip never failed to appear. Even if he was the same species as the ones she'd fought a bloody civil war against for years, he'd gone a long way to reshape her opinions, and while it was a bitter pill to swallow, the discovery that men like him were indeed a rarity in the universe had sealed the deal. Even if he hadn't been a wonder in bed, Jenny would've held onto him, but he'd actually proven to be surprisingly skilled there too.

Jenny tugged at the collar of her pilot suit as she felt herself growing hot. Quietly she scolded herself for dwelling on such lewd thoughts in the middle of a briefing, but try as she might to pay attention they came up stronger and stronger. She squeezed her legs together as she realized she was getting wet, and the blush returned to her face. She glanced over at Slippy again, and gaped. Quickly she tore her eyes away, but the image of that large tent in the frog's pants seemed to come with her, lingering in her vision like a ghostly exposure, even when she was no longer looking at it.

"And so, once R.O.B. has us in a stable orbit we go dark and play at the waiting game. I want us all to take turns manning the scanners, make sure someone's keeping an eye on the planet at all times." Fox cleared his throat and pulled at his own collar. "Any questions?"

A soft moan directed everyone to a raised paw, and a flustered vixen.

"Yeah, did it just get hotter in here, or is it just me?" Krystal asked as she unzipped her flight suit and mopped her brow. "Ooh, R.O.B. isn't futzing with the thermostat again is he?"

Fox glanced to the temperature controls on the wall. They read as being normal for the ship's interior.

"No, doesn't look like it...but I'm feeling a tad hot myself....ooh." The renard felt his head but detected no sign of fever. Actually as he focused on the warmth enveloping his body he noticed it didn't seem to come from his surroundings, but from within his fur.

"I'm kind of feeling the same way." Slippy croaked, adding, in a voice only the feline next to him could pick up. "Like I'm horny again."

Jenny blushed harder as she automatically turned to confirm again that the frog was sporting some serious wood. From where she sat across from her fox, Renamon noted he too was likewise showing more bulge than normal in his pants, not an unwelcome sight by any means but something did seem off about it.

"Funny, I don't feel any different. Well, check that, my hangover is gone but I'm normal otherwise." Renamon puzzled the actions of her teammates as they squirmed and gasped in evident unrest. Gradually her eyes widened and her ears fell as she began to notice some rather familiar signs: the smell of arousal thickening in the air, the way everyone was shamelessly feeling themselves over, the sounds of carnal wants needing to be voiced.

"Waaaaiiiit a minute!" Rennie grabbed for the glass she'd been drinking from. "Falco, what else did you put in this concoction?"

The avian jumped out of his increasing stupor at the accusation. "Wha? I just told you! There's nothing unusual in there!"

Rennie narrowed her eyes. "You also mentioned 'a little something else' , what was that?"

Falco cocked his head and raised an eyebrow. "Just some of the left over booze from last night. I mean, as I said, it's meant to cover all bases so -"

"Falco, we drank all the booze last night! There isn't a drop of alcohol left anywhere on this ship...except...oh no!"

Rennie looked at her glass in horror as Falco nervously scratched at his neck. "Yeah, there was a bottle of wine I found in the medical wing. Thought you were saving it for a special occasion and, well, no other occasion more special than getting a new ship and a new lease on life after the Aparoid..."

The avian broke off as he noticed everyone was giving him terrified looks now.

"Falco, that was the McHorny Berry Wine! I put there to keep it secure and away from everyone while I studied it!" Slippy shot back, then gagged as he looked to the empty glass before him. The shattering of another glass hitting the floor gave everyone a start as Fox looked to the tent in his trousers and winced.

"Just...excellent. Rather a spectacular return to form after the considerate offering of breakfast, Falco." The vulpine glared at his now cringing avian friend.

"Well now....um...Slip you did say you were developing a counter-agent to the wine right? Can't you just whip up some of that and fix this?" Falco chirrped.

Slippy contemplated the proposal, the promptly dashed it from his mind as a paw gently lay itself on his hand. He glanced to his side, and blinked at the sight of a very amorous looking kitty regarding him with renewed lust in her eyes.

"I could....cept I haven't tested it yet...." The frog stilled his voice as Jenny kissed him on the lips. "And um...well, okay let's have a show of hands here, who really wants me to bring about a halt to this?"

Renamon's paw made it about halfway off the table, before she looked to everyone else and noticed no one was joining her in voicing a desire to stop. Concerned she looked to Fox who was watching his team quickly lose focus as the unspent sexual energy from the night now demanded it be tended to.

"Come on, guys, we need to take this seriously! It's orders direct from Cornerian Command!"

"Yeah, orders for us to sit on our asses and wait for something to happen. I think we're doing exactly that right now, aren't we?" Krystal argued, smirking as Fox stared at her in disbelief, then huffed in defeat as he conceded her point. The fact that she'd now fully unzipped her flight suit and pulled it open to fondle her boobs might also have helped in the persuasion. "Come on, Rennie, what say you and I tackle your boyfriend there and help him see my point? I can tell you want to!"

The screech of claws digging into metal echoed across the room as Renamon felt herself tear in two. On one paw, this was a serious matter they were asking to investigate, yet on the other...fuck...even if she was immune to the effect of the berries she was still vulnerable to the effect of pheromones! The room was beginning to reek of sex and wanton lust, adding the perfect garnish to the increasingly pornographic visuals. It was fun seeing everyone get back into the spirit that had bonded them before, and here Rennie was holding herself from joining in!

Fox only had time to close his eyes and accept his fate as his yellow furred lover mounted the table and knocked him to the carpet in two quick steps.

"Atta girl!" Krystal lauded as the two foxes joined in a heated and very needed kiss. She rose and delicately walked around the table, shedding her flight suit as Renamon did likewise.

"Hmph, some help you are." Fox chided, though he immediately betrayed himself when those huge, beautiful white boobs bounced free from their confines and smothered his murring face in their warmth.

"Hey, you and I have barely had a moment together during all the clean up from the invasion. I'm not letting some stuffy shirts lightyears away tell me I can't enjoy my time with the ones I love!" Renamon declared, glancing to Jenny and coo-ing softly as she let Slippy lay her down on the table, keeping his lips sealed to hers. Even if the attraction between her beloved kitty and the frog still perplexed her, it warmed her heart at how happy Slippy made Jenny during their quiet moments. With a relieved smile she moaned with the feline as both had their breasts skillfully gripped and the wanting nipples introduced to the wet flicks of a tongue.

Fox murred softly as he sealed his lips around his girlfriend's sweet teat, getting the sensitive flesh hard and wanting while he let its twin feel the skill of his nimble fingers. It didn't even need saying that Fox was a wonderful lover, caring but strong, and very manly. Even better he seemed drawn to others with the same strength in body and mind, so as much as Renamon adored him, he adored her right back. As his mouth switched nipples he reached down to stroke over her steely abs, the delight at how much muscle she had had being channeled with each suckle. He moved to her obliques, giving them a proper fondling before his paws went up to keep pleasuring her tits while he kissed over her ripped tummy.

"Mmm, well now, isn't this interesting?" Krystal mused as she unzipped Fox's suit and pulled it open. Looking down, Renamon gasped as her hubby lay his head back and whimpered in relief. For good reason too as both vixens beheld his front, already a gorgeous visage of muscle and fur, was steadily growing more in the former department. His pecs were creaking softly as they swelled outward, the veins inflating like garden hoses as they fed more blood to the expanding muscles. His abs crunched with added striations, and his traps were rapidly pushing the suit off his torso as they rose majestically.

"Huh, guess the berries don't affect all morphs equally." Krystal murred. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth in want as Fox began to burst out of his clothes.

"No...mmm...I guess not. Oooooh..." Renamon cooed as she felt the vulpine's paws were also growing, getting bigger and warmer as they gave her tits a squeeze. "Ho-Hope it's not so much as to shame me though..."

Even in the haze of rising need and pleasure, Fox looked up at his beloved girlfriend and sighed in disappointment.

"Rena...oof...please, do you really think that's going to...agh..happen...ever?" Fox's tone was low, husky, laced with a soft threat that made Renamon quickly nod that she'd been foolish to entertain such thoughts. She quickly saw a way to make up for it, as Fox tried to continue pleasuring her, only to find his movements were growing restricted by his increasingly ill-fitting suit.

"We'd better get you out of those clothes." Krystal grinned as she unsheathed her claws.

Fox just gave both women a cautious look as they descended upon him, reducing his suit to tatters and making him growl in bliss as he stood and shook off the worthless attire to give a mighty flex. Whatever threat Renamon and Krystal might have posed with their claws that pretty much nullified it.

They were too drunk on the sight of their leader showing off his new, titan like physique, with his big red cock flexing and drooling in readiness as the berries continued to work their effects.

"Beautiful." Was all either of them could utter as Fox looked down on them with raging carnal want in his eyes. He grabbed their heads and forced their faces into his crotch, getting an 'oof!' then a murr as two tongues now lashed themselves against his fat member.

On her end, Jenny was feeling likewise hungry as Slippy pulled off the last of her clothes then began dispensing with his own attire. Even if he wasn't the most active member of the team, his long hours spent hard at work in the Great Fox's engineering section still showed. His arms were thick with muscle and sinew, his legs strong and sturdy as all amphibians were. He had a bit of a tummy, but that was just a result of having a naturally strong diaphragm and vocals so it was really more of a muscle gut. Whatever, he looked sexy enough for Jenny, enough that he didn't feel quite as ashamed when paired with her own natural sexiness. Many might ponder just what a woman of Jenny's caliber, with her full, huge breasts, athletic build and wonderful curves would want with a lowly engineer, but the kitty had her reasons and they'd already been stated.

"You smell better than ever." The frog croaked, spreading Jenny's legs to let the scent of her wet, dripping sex infuse his nostrils. "The berries do that too?"

Jenny winced as Slippy kissed her pussy, the mere brush of lips making her ache with want to be fucked and satisfied.

"Maybe, I think part of it might still be you." She whispered, arching her back as the frog flicked his tongue out and speared it deep into her petals. "Ahhhhh...definitely you!"

At the other end of the table, the final member watched all this with exasperation. His body felt like it was on fire as the berries went to work on him in the same way they did with Fox. It made sense seeing as he had to be strong to be able to perform in any number of positions with a lover (as all birds did) but despite buffing out and feeling like he was slowly reaching godhood, no one seemed to take notice of him. Tearing off his suit, Falco moaned desperately as he saw his pink cock was getting the same treatment, fattening and gaining an impressive length that would make both men and women drool. Yet again, however, it stirred a noticeable lack of reaction.

"I don't suppose you'd care for a little more meat there, would you Krystal? Jenny? Rennie?"

He attempted to join his team, but suddenly found his body being plonked back into his seat. Cawing in disdain, he attempt to rise anew, only to stop when he saw two pairs of eyes glowing at him with the pink and blue auras of psychic energy.

"No, I don't think so, Falco. We're perfectly fine with you staying right where you are." Jenny lowly moaned as Slippy went right on with eating her out.

"Indeed, you're responsible for this, so you get punished for it by being forced to watch." Krystal followed, murring as Fox rubbed his cock against her cheek.

The avian's lower beak hit his chest, his eyes darting over his new body to confirm that, yes, the ladies most dear to him, all of whom were known for their sexual appetites, were indeed turning down what he had to offer.

"What? Oh please, you can't be serious!" He stated, though it sounded more like begging. He tried to get up again, but Jenny just forced him to remain seated, and this time Fox backed her up with a spine-chilling growl.

"When...we're...done, Falco. That's an order!" The renard flashed his teeth, and his avian friend decided not to press the issue. Instead he began stroking his throbbing shaft, hoping that would at least quench some of the fire in his body, as Rennie and Krystal worshipped the similarly sized foxhood of their leader, while Jenny pounded the table and thrashed in the throes of approaching orgasm.

"Gahh...Slippy...oh Alderbarran that tongue!!!"

Slippy ribbited proudly as he fed more of his prehensile mouth meat into the feline, whipping it about to lash every sweet spot in her depths then drink the sweet juices that gushed forth as a result. The berry wine might have triggered this sudden need to make his kitty cum her brains out with him, but her own output was providing the real fuel for his lust. She tasted so damn good it drove him mad. The purity and strength of her status as a prime specimen of feline was evident in each swallow, much as it was in her body and her beauty. Some might have deemed Renamon to be a true goddess, but to him, Jenny was no less divine. Even if he, himself, found the match-up too good to be true, that just gave him more cause to thank whatever force of nature had nevertheless made it happen. Sure the two might've still gotten some odd looks when they went out, and during the occasional nights with friends the question of what kept them together had been raised, but now he and Jenny had the perfect response to any adversity and that was the simple honest truth. He might have been way below her league, but he was a considerate and loyal morph, something that could not be said of those whom society would have deemed more suitable for the kitty. That pretty much put an end to any argument, with just as much ease and pleasure as Slippy put an end to Jenny, whipping his tongue back out and gulping with gusto as she screamed and came all over his face.

Hearing the sounds of first climax, Fox turned from his fawning of the two vixens nursing his shaft, giving Slippy an approving snort as he wiped his mouth while Jenny stared at him with a most satisfied and slutty smile. He did have to admire how creative the amphibian could get with his special attributes, yet at the same time, there was no harm in taking his success as a challenge. Some friendly competition always did wonders for keeping the team's morale up.

Gripping both Rennie and Krystal by their hair, the vulpine lay down on the floor again, allowing him to pull his yellow furred girlfriend on top of him and thus leave his crotch all to her blue counterpart. The moans from both woman were nothing short of applause worthy as one got a skilled muzzle munching at her vagina, and the other got her own muzzle filled by precious fox meat.

Somewhere in the background there was another caw of despair, but it went unnoticed as everyone got further stuck into their respective mates.

On her end, Krystal was feeling both gleeful and yet shameful as she slurped at the spurting vulpine penis. She loved cock as much as her friends did, and Fox's was certainly a delicacy even when it wasn't being artificially enlarged by berries. On the flipside, however, she knew from past experience that Renamon's treasured area was just as tasty a dish, and the fact that'd she been forced to choose left her feeling somewhat wanting. Even if the two vixens had had their differences before, mostly concerning who was the better lover/fighter/pilot/singer/dancer/whatever else they could think of between them, they'd finally buried the hatchet and found they enjoyed each other's company as much as they did that of anyone else, and from there, while they still had a tendency to get on each other's nerves, at the heart of it, they held a strong mutual affection. Sure Renamon now had Fox and she had, well, anyone she wanted really, but that hadn't dampened their feelings for each other. Krystal still thought about the hotness of her fellow vixen's lips, the softness of her body and the sweetness of her depths, even during times when she was in a dream position like right now. Ah well, with a harder suck and a savoring of the pre running across her tongue, the blue fox told herself not to get greedy. She'd have her time with the yellow vulpine soon enough, just as soon as Fox finished taking her to heaven and back.

"Oooh Fox...yeaaah..eat me you ravenous stud!"

Teeth bit into tender meat, not enough to draw blood, just to spike the pleasure with a hint of pain. Renamon was a tough lass, so Fox knew he didn't have to be gentle. Granted he normally wouldn't be taking her encouragement as literally as this, but, well, he wasn't quite his normal self right now either. As the yellow vixen's fluids splashed over his muzzle he felt his muscles take on even more strength, creaking and groaning as he kept getting bigger. It felt almost as good as having his cock be tended to by Krystal's talented maw, pushing the renard closer and closer to his first climax as he hauled his two lovers with him. His tongue tried to mimic Slippy's by pushing deep into Rennie's slit, making up for the lack of length by doubling the energetic flicking. He grazed her clit with his fangs, kissed and sucked on her petals as his hunger only grew worse. Futher down his hips bucked and thrust as Krystal put her paws to use rubbing his heavy balls, but he fully intended to make Rennie succumb to the pleasure first.

Rennie didn't seem to need much encouragement. It only took a few more minutes of having her pussy feasted on before she threw her head back and screamed in blissful release, soaking Fox in a heady gush of fluids which he happily slurped up. With one down, the renard cleaned his girlfriend of her leftovers before stuffing his cock as far into Krystal's maw as it'd go. She gagged horribly as the thick member worked its way down her throat, but the growl of orgasm and the sudden rush of spooge made up for it. Fox tasted as great as ever, creamy and extremely masculine. She felt almost guilty for getting most of his first load, though the operative there was 'almost'. Gulping down what she could, the blue vixen pulled the shaft out of her mouth and got even more seed splashed over her face and tits as Fox seemed unable to stop. He did eventually, after a few more spurts, but a lick and a fondle showed that had done nothing to soften his resolve. He was as hard as his lovers were wet, and the aggressive shove of Renamon off his chest showed he was ready for more.

"Damn, and I thought those berries made ME into an animal." Renamon gasped as the renard rose like a monument to masculinity. He looked so awe inspiring, so handsome and yet wild, Renamon swallowed and backed into Krystal as she felt herself be gripped as much with fear as with arousal.

"Well they certainly gave him one hell of a load." Krystal mused as she licked cum off her tits and enjoyed the flavor. Smelling the musk of her fox on the air, Rennie turned and felt her mouth water at the mess still decorating her fellow vixen's face. "Yeah and now you're loaded with his load. Here, let me help."

The yellow fox cupped her blue conterpart's cheeks and went to work on cleaning her, stealing little kisses here and there whenever her lips passed Krystal's.

"Just hold still." Rennie instructed as her tongue lapped sensually through the cyan toned fur. She had a knack for being thorough, and that just made Krystal wetter. For all her ferocity, Renamon could be such a cute and caring girl at times, and she definitely knew how to use her tongue to make one feel really appreciated.

Deeming she was clean enough, Krystal grabbed Renamon in return and held her in a longer, more passionate kiss, her way of saying thanks for the kind gesture...and to show she could still kiss as good as her counterpart could.

"Think Fox wants to move onto the main event here." The blue vulpine commented after they'd parted, gazing up at the towering renard and cooing at his increasingly lustful sneer.

"Indeed, which of you shall I fuck first?" He asked.

Both vixens perked their ears, pondering if they'd heard the fox right. Seeing he remained stationary, arms crossed and eyes leering at their prone forms, the two turned to each other, and quickly stifled their laughter.

"Even in the midst of a drug induced sex craze you're still enough of a gentleman to offer us the choice? You are too much, Fox." Krystal giggled as she pushed Renamon back towards him, much to the latter's surprise.

"Krys...what? Are you actually.."

"Hey, he's your stud muffin, not mine. I got Wolf, Panther, Ammy and plenty of others to choose from."

Renamon was about to point out that she and Fox were by no means a monogamous pair, but no sooner as she turned to face the blue vixen than said vixen was pushing her down into her pussy.

"That said, I wouldn't mind sampling that mouth and tongue of yours again. Think we can agree you give head as good as I do."

Renamon cast her friend a suspicious look, but after sniffing the pungent musk of her needy snatch she dived into some munching of her own while Fox grabbed her hips and lined himself up.

A soft thud and an 'ooph' followed as Slippy followed suite and flipped Jenny over onto her front. The move came as a bit of a shock, but the feline instantly knew it was for a good reason. Frogs liked having a good, strong hold on their mates during sex, and as such, Slip's next action of wrapping his arms around her tummy and picking her up off the table was perfectly understandable. Actually, more than that, it was pretty impressive, that he was able to support her full weight unassisted.

"You...do not get...agh...enough respect for what you're capable of." Jenny moaned as that fat frog meat found her vag and slid on in.

"Eh, it's no biggie. Those that truly matter to me still appreciate my talents." The frog croaked, his voice noticeably dropping a few octaves as he leaned back and let the feline rest against his solid round belly. Jenny just moaned louder as that smooth green member began to stab into her, its tongue counterpart slithering out to lick her boobs and further amplify the pleasure. She would have argued her point further, indeed felt she should point out Slippy deserved more credit than he got, but they'd already had similar conversations before and she knew the frog would not budge on his opinion. Perhaps it was because he was just that kind of humble person, or perhaps because he knew some of the critiques leveled against him were in fact justified (he was still a terrible pilot at the best of times). Whichever, Slippy was adamant that he got enough from both being part of Star Fox and having his kitty by his side. That, however, didn't mean said kitty couldn't still give as good as she received.

"Right....ooooh...appreciate." Jenny purred as her eyes and headstone began to glow. Knowing what this meant, Slippy braced himself in apprehension, then promptly toppled back into his chair as an all too familiar sense of bliss began to radiate through his brain. Back when the two had still been on edge about continuing their relationship (well...more specifically Jenny had been the one on edge, Slippy was just nervous of getting dumped once the feline could no longer hold her regret at bay) they had taken advantage of the feline's psychic abilities to enjoy each other in a more 'private' setting. When they couldn't physically please one another, Jenny would join their minds and instead pleasure the frog mentally. Now of course they knew their teammates and friends had no issue with them being a couple, but both agreed it was still fun adding a supernatural twist to sex.

As Slippy got back into the rhythm of vigorously fucking Jenny, Jenny channeled her glee back into his head, shaping it into a variety of erotic images and shamefully perverse sensations. As his cock hit her g-spot she replied with a projection of naked angels bursting out of a supernova, when his tongue circled her breasts she made them jiggle and dance away in his subconscious.

On her end, Krystal cried softly as her own psychic abilities picked up some of the mental radiation from her friend's efforts, bringing her to momentarily regret that she couldn't perform a similar trick on her own lovers. Granted it wasn't like they needed it, considering Fox was viciously pounding away as Rennie's amazing ass and bringing her to vibrate and torture the blue vixen's pussy with her moans, but still, more pleasure was always welcome.

Deciding selfishness was the only option, Krystal closed her eyes and worked to amplify the energy around her, 'hijacking' Jenny and Slippy's little bond so to speak for her own ends. Her screams and whimpers increased exponentially in volume as she was now assaulted by pleasure from two fronts, holding Renamon to her with one paw so she didn't interrupt the digimon with her thrashes and kicks in response. Feeling this, Rennie took it as proof her skills were once again proving effective, and thus she continued to dine upon her fellow vixen, letting her tongue lash out in reaction each time Fox speared her with that heavenly shaft of his. Rennie rather wished he'd just hurry up and tie with her already since she enjoyed it most when Fox was in her knot and all. However, Fox was too lost in the berry induced mirth to care about what his girlfriend wanted, and as such he kept his thrusts hard and aggressive, each slap of his pelvis against her butt signifying he was the one in charge here and he would decide at what pace to go. It wasn't like Rennie could do anything about it anyway as he had her sides gripped firmly in his claws and Krystal had her head firmly locked in her own, nor did the yellow vulpine seem to be offering much protest as each thrust just made her go limp again in his grasp.

"Slippy....great...mmmph...Alderbarran...aaaahhh...gonna...cum...aghhh...again!" Jenny mewled, eyes burning like stars as she transferred each thrust back to its origin. "Please....gaah...cum...with me!"

"More than happy to...mmm...Jenny." Slippy rumbled. He was on the verge of going over anyway, but his consideration for the beautiful feline in his arms had him using all that remained of his will power to hold back. Upon getting her permission, however, the frog whimpered in relief as he snaked his tongue down her body to join his cock in her depths.

Next to him, Fox had to pause momentarily, feeling just a tad jealous at the sight of his teammate accomplishing the impossible feat of simultaneously fucking and licking his kitty's love box. As both she and he cried out in rapturous orgasm he glanced to the groaning vixens, leaning down to whisper a few hot words into Renamon's ear.

'You want to finish like they did, Rennie? Want me to give you what I know you want?"

He licked at the soft, angular shell, giving Rennie cause to whine like a newborn kit as he pushed himself back into her.

"Fox...please...AGHHH." The digimon pleaded, muffling herself in Krystal's muff as Fox heard her desperation.

"That's it then, beg and you shall receive."

Tears coursed down Rennie's face as she felt herself ascend to her peak again, only to be yanked away from reaching the summit when she hesitated to obey.

"Please Fox...agh...tie with me. Stuff me with your knot! I beg you pleaaaaaASSSEEE"

An approving hiss and a violent thrust, and the vulpine's baseball sized knot popped in past the digimon's outer walls. The pain of such a sudden, massive intrusion made her bite down on Krystal's petals and sink her claws into her legs, yet as Fox began to hump anew, as much as he could while now tied, the pleasure stole control of her body away again and she flopped into a moaning, paralysed heap. If she caused any harm to her blue counterpart, Krystal didn't voice it. The impact and afterglow of Slippy and Jenny's climax had numbed her to any notion of injury, and with her own actual orgasm approaching from the digimon's hungry maw, Krystal was feeling too good to bear any ill will. When Renamon finally hit her own climax and set her off with her screams, the vixen officially ceased to care what was being done to her. For that moment, that one moment of white hot pleasure, Rennie could've been as mean as she wanted and still been forgiven. Very few others could make Krystal cum so hard, and as such she was not one to burn any bridges.

Feeling his girlfriend squeeze his cock for dear life, Fox gave a satisfied grunt and let himself fall over into the abyss with his lovers, flooding Rennie full with his second load and making her feel all warm and gooey in the afterglow. He panted raggedly as his orgasm stole his strength away, leaning down again to hug his digimon and slather her with kisses as she sank with him to the floor.

"Despite now being immune to the damn berries you're still such an energetic little minx. Mmm, what the hell did I do to deserve such a treasure?" Fox mused as he licked the sweat off her cheek. Sighing, Rennie grabbed him by his hair and planted another fierce yet loving kiss on his muzzle.

"You were yourself, Fox. One of the few decent souls that proves this universe isn't entirely lost."

"Not to mention one of the few that can keep up with the rest of us, even at our worst." Krystal added, smirking at how cute the yellow and red vulpines looked together. Sliding off the table, she joined them in their cuddling, kissing each in turn and letting the warmth of her own body mingle with theirs.

"Yes...ONE of the few." Jenny giggled as she looked to her frog. Despite having just filled her, his cock was still like a pillar of wet jade, and unlike the others, that wasn't just due to the berries or being a particularly special specimen. "One thing you can't fault frogs on, they've got staying power!"

Slippy actually looked embarrassed at that, giving a shrug as if such was no big deal . "We believe in investing the proper amount of time into sex, not finishing till we know we've fertilised and laid a satisfactory amount of eggs. That's how it's always been."

Shaking her head at such unnecessary humility, Jenny just kissed her green lover and let him hold her in the afterglow. "Still a worthy trait."

Silence held for a moment as everyone got their wits back, and sensed they were ready for round two.

"So...who's up for a change of location? I think we've messed this room up enough." Krystal queried as she rose and stretched.

Patting his belly and noting he was feeling a tad dehydrated, Slippy raised his hand. "The hot tub down on the crew deck? We never did get to finish breaking it in, last night."

Growling his agreement, Fox wrapped Rennie in his arms and picked her up, grinning at her excited murr as the jostle brought a fresh wave of pleasure through her groin.

"Feel like you can walk, or shall I carry you?"

Giving his hard cock another squeeze, Renamon turned to cast her vulpine a hungry glare.

"Let me put it this way, if you DON'T carry me like this I'm going to tackle you bum over teakettle and suck you off, so either way, you're not getting your dick out of me." Such slutty threats earned the digimon another kiss and a gratuitous boob fondle.

"My little minx." Fox repeated as he cradled her in his arms. The team headed for the door, pausing only when a voice they'd long since forgotten about made itself known again.

"Umm, could I possibly please join you this time?"

Everyone looked, and snickered at the sight of Falco, splattered in his own cum and still jerking his cock for more.

"Fox?" Jenny asked, her body tingling with new excitement when the renard shrugged.

"Mmm, I guess you've paid your dues for this. Let him up."

Falco cawed in relief as he rose from his chair and felt a welcome lack of psychic forces shoving him down.

"Thank you. Now, if I may, I'd like to try making up for my errors properly." The avian said as he followed everyone out.

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Moments later, after a stop for some energetic fondling and masturbating in the corridor, the hiss of bubbling jets mingled with the splashes of warm water as the Starfox team stepped into the newly added section of the crew deck and let themselves be immersed in the warm water.

"You know, as tragic as it was losing the original Great Fox, I think I'm starting to see how it was a blessing in disguise." Jenny mused as she slipped into the hot tub and murred as the lingering aches in her body were dissolved away by the swirling depths.

"Indeed. This new girl may not be as fast and need a ton of work to get her engines back up to spec, but man is it a relief having so much extra space. No more feelings of claustrophobia and we can finally indulge in added frivolities like this!" Slippy cheered as he jumped and canonballed into the water. The impact sent a massive 360 degree wave to splash everyone, but then they were all going to get wet anyway so no complaints were raised.

"Not to mention everyone getting a cabin for two. Never thought we'd need that but well, they've shown their worth." Renamon replied, nuzzling softly against her fox as he sat down in the tub with her.

"And of course there's having a proper bar set up, and if we save up enough, we can get a karaoke machine in here which I know Samus will love when she comes to visit." Krystal paused as she slipped in with her crew, feeling her cheeks turning pink. "We're really horrible morphs aren't we? I mean the original Great Fox carried us through so many trials and battles, and here we are practically celebrating the destruction of the poor lady."

Silence descended as everyone acknowledged this, and their jovialness was promptly dampened down.

"Way to kill the mood, Krystal." Falco muttered, with a noticeable coating of relief that someone else had now put their foot in it with him.

"Eh, she has a point. As nice as it is to have a newer, more comfortable ship we musn't forget that which made it possible for us to acquire her." Fox mused as he kissed Rennie. "So I say we dedicate this next part of the orgy to the memory of the Great Fox, she which brought us all together for this! Well not THIS specifically but...you know what I mean."

There was a round of giggles, followed by everyone raising paw and hand in salute.

"To the Great Fox!" All chanted before pouncing their respective mates again. Jenny securely wrapped her arms around Slippy, taking him in another kiss while telekinetically lifting a bubble of water out of the tub and then dropping it gently over their heads to get them both soaked.

"Mind if I finish cleaning you up, Slip?" The feline cooed, purring softly as her amphibian combed her sopping pink mane back, letting the two of them lock eyes again and see the love each held for the other.

"As if you need to ask, Jenny?" He croaked with laughter. Seating himself on the side of the tub, the frog parted his legs and let his feline have at his throbbing green member, ribbiting in very deep, pleasured tones as her tongue licked over its wet texture then welcome her purring lips to seal around it. While they both knew she enjoyed oral sex as much as anyone else, there was actually a second reason Jenny liked sucking Slippy off. Much like his toad cousins, Slippy excreted a slightly psychoactive chemical with his natural lubrication, an evolutionary carry over from his non-anthro ancestors. While this tended to have no effect on normal morphs, it seemed to produce a somewhat hallucinatory high when ingested by psychics, due to their more refined senses. In Jenny's case it sharpened the perceptiveness of her powers past what would be normal (or necessary) for an Alderbarran, allowing her to sense the resonation of strong emotions, the literal spectrum of a morph's feelings, beyond just the mental plane.

As she slurped happily around the fat frog penis Jenny's eyes glowed anew, her vision tinting in a dazzling rainbow of colors as she saw the effects her mouth was having on Slippy. The frog's body blossomed with shades of ruby red and rich purple, flowing out like rings in the water dashing from a point of impact. She swirled her tongue around the head and a lighter shade of pink bloomed as Slippy's arousal only grew worse.

"Hey Jenny, umm...I know we sated our curiosity on this already, but would you mind if I took you from behind?"

The feline's ears turned as she felt something gently lift her tail. She looked back to see Falco, still desperately stroking his spurting birdhood, and looking uncharacteristically meek despite his Adonis like stature. Getting a snicker from Slippy, she sighed and flicked her tail out of the way for him.

"Why not? Better that than seeing if those balls of your can get any bluer." The frog teased. He knew Jenny had harbored feelings for Falco for a while, and although they'd turned out to not be as strong as her affection for him, the bird and kitty still enjoyed a close friendship. Letting them occasionally have fun together was just another gesture of how much Slippy wanted his girl to be happy, the same reason he let her be with Rennie when the mood suited them (well that and Jenny would often 'replay' her times with the digimon for his benefit when they were alone). Jenny had been happy to leave such soirees in the past, but he insisted that it helped keep the team together, and it made her more eager to please him in thanks, as evidence by the way she sucked harder on his member while Falco speared her on his shaft.

"Just don't be so gentle this time." Slippy added, getting a pleasurable 'oomph' of surprise as Falco did as he was told, and Jenny promptly found herself receiving a properly aggressive fucking. The shock quickly wore off however as the avian built up a rhythm and she remembered why she found him so hot in the first place. He was as quick and fierce as was to be expected of a bird of prey, and it showed in almost all of his daily actions. He flew his arwing like an arrow, light on the controls but merciless on the attack, when on the ground he kept a swift pace with his feet, and ensured he never missed a shot. Even in more mundane tasks like exercising, his natural nimbleness and strength still bled through, and when it came to fucking, well, he'd pleased Jenny before by pulling no punches, and right now he clearly intended to do it again.

A spurt of hot pre hit the back of the feline's throat as she bobbed her head, letting the momentum of Falco's thrusts help her swallow Slippy's pride. The frog reciprocated by fondling one of her little sweet spots behind her ears, while behind the avian gently kneaded her plump butt, his feathers ruffling as she squeezed around his invading length.

Seeing his other teammates were taken care of, Fox returned to his own two lovers, first helping Renamon ease herself off his shaft, then pulling both her and Krystal into a group hug.

"So, what say we swap things up a bit here? I'm in the mood to tackle those amazing rears of yours...but again we face the agony of choice..."

Those black furred paws closed so deliciously tightly around supple cheeks, with both vixens groaning as they felt themselves growing wet again, and not from the water.

"That's....easily remedied, Fox." Renamon raggedly promised. She pushed herself out of the renard's grasp, then took Krystal's paw and promptly twirled the vixen around like two partners would do in a ballroom dance. Before her head even had time to stop spinning, Krystal found herself being pulled to a soft landing on her front, the tides of the hot tub's shallower section as Renamon positioned her on top and grabbed for her ass again. "Alright, have at her, stud!"

Krystal didn't even need to look behind her, the feel of her cheeks being spread told her everything she needed to know. That did little to dull the shock as a hard vulpine cock promptly nailed her tight tail hole, and she felt herself being bowled over by the sudden glee of being spread for a pounding.

"Y-You didn't....aghh...need to do that, Rena." She looked down at the beaming digimon, feeling her chest grow hot as those midnight eyes held her in their affectionate stare, bringing to notice again just how damn gorgeous and sexy she found Renamon to be.

"Hey, like you said, I give as good as I get. Yeah Fox may be mine, but that just means it's my choice to share him." Renamon giggled as Krystal bit her lip and stifled a cry. Even with the visual evidence beforehand it obviously hadn't quite hit that Fox was bigger than usual, and as such, the fit between his cock and his lovers' parts was going to be considerably tight.

Krystal threw her head back as the length of that burning vulpine penis hilted in her again, bringing her to grind against Rennie and let their slits soak each other. Ironically despite having served together for years, this was the furthest she and the renard had gone with each other for a long while. Even considering that they found each other very attractive, a combination of Krystal having plenty of alternatives, and respect for her friends had oddly dissuaded her from ever making any advances (well, ones that weren't borne of chemically induced mood enhancers at least). Like she'd said before, Fox was Rennie's boyfriend, and therefore, as far as she was concerned, that made him off limits unless she got strong armed into accepting the offer like now. As such, this was truly a rare treat, and one that felt surprisingly fresh and new despite the one dealing it being a very close friend.

Whimpering as she felt her strength leave her, Krystal collapsed into Renamon's arms, letting her voice be stolen away by a deep kiss as the digimon continued to grind, forcing her chest up against her friends' so the pleasure was shared both above and below!

"Gahhh...Foooox...fuck, sooooo good." Krystal breathlessly cried, pushing her rear back against the red vulpine's thrust to make sure he got in as deep as possible. "You...mmm...may make me jealous....ooooh....of Rennie...if this is how you normally are."

Below her, Renamon smiled a very triumphant smile and licked her lovers' nose.

"That'd suit me just fine, anything to keep you coming back for more."

On her end, Jenny purred her agreement as her now doubly drugged mind picked up some of the output from Krystal. While her female interests had always remained solely invested in Renamon, the feline did have to admit her blue fox friend did have an appeal in her own way. Unfortunately the fact that Krystal was rarely ever around due to constantly freelancing herself out to everyone who had need of her skills had made it hard for the two to become anything more than casual acquaintances, not to mention the fact that she had something of a superiority complex due to being a likewise powerful psychic did tend to put most off.

Now, however, as Jenny sneaked a look behind her and, saw the flurries of green envy and helpless wanting red flashing around Krystal, she had to tremble in delight. The blue fox was telling no lies about how good Fox was making her feel, and thus how for once she indeed did feel jealous that he was Renamon's boyfriend and not hers. It was a rare moment that the vixen would actually bare such uncharacteristic feelings, and damn if she didn't look cute as hell admitting her inferiority for once.

Looking back at Slippy through her kalidescopic vision, Jenny started to purr like a vibrator running on freshly charged batteries. Even in his state of euphoria the frog still seemed cognisant of his feline and was trying to return the same pleasure to her, with rings of white channeling down from his head, though the arm and hand he was using to keep stroking her behind her ears. He knew she was sensitive there, not just in a calming way but in an erotic way too. Much like when she had her tummy rubbed, the feline first felt soothed by the sensation of having her sweet spots tended too, but then if one were to press a little deeper, the reactions got more intense, and would start to have the opposite effect.

On his end, Falco moaned upon feeling Jenny grow wetter with each thrust, his cock making a delicious slurping sound as sweet smelling juice drooled all over it. Jenny was really getting turned on by this, and feeling it against his flesh just made the avian want to respond in kind. He dug his fingers into her buttocks in order to pick up the pace, slamming her snatch harder and harder which just made her moan for more. Slippy croaked for his avian friend to do as told and so Falco gave it his all.

Water splashed all around the hot tub as its occupants churned the tides and added their own fluids in the midst of their orgy. Fox by this point had changed things up again by grabbing Rennie's legs and holding her up so he could have a crack at her ass as well. That he managed to do so without interrupting her and Krystal's carnal efforts brought him a brief spell of lustful cries, before Rennie's senses got the better of her and she slapped him with her tail till he saw the error of his ways. As good as it felt to have that vulpine column stuff her own tail hole, the digimon had had her play time with her leader, and would get more of the same later. Now was when her vixen friend got her turn, and thus would have the incentive to keep paying the pleasure forward as she straddled her yellow lover and resumed with the grinding as Fox resumed with his anal plowing.

"Fox...ahhh..please...let me know when you're going to cum. I want you to splatter your seed all over my faaaaaa-AAAAAAHHH." Krystal begged, then screamed as her body seized up in orgasm. Fox dryly gasped for air as the passage around his cock suddenly contracted like a blood cuff at full inflation. Quick as a flash he pulled out and grabbed for the base, giving it another serious squeezing till he felt he'd managed to hold off his own climax.

"You want...it....you got it." He whispered, nodding for Renamon to flip the vixen over again. Still limp from the force of her climax, Krystal offered no resistance as she was suddenly spun 180 again and found herself face to face with that gorgeous red fox penis. A few desperate strokes and both vulpines were crying in ecstasy as Fox let loose another load onto his teammate.

"Spirits...oh damn that is so messy and yet also so damn hot." Krystal whimpered as ropes of potent jizz dripped down her face. A few aftershocks rocked her body as she flopped against Renamon and was promptly wrapped up in her lover's strong arms again.

"Well, it suits who you are. Slutty, shameless, completely devoid of morals...." Rennie sighed as she smelled Fox's cum again and began to lick it off Krystal's face. "And even worse, you're still damn cute and completely irresistible in spite of the aforementioned."

Krystal giggled as she turned and planted another messy and yet incredibly tender kiss on Rennie's lips. "Right back at you, girl. Minx that you are it's times like this that make me glad you're in my life."

Snorting his bemusement, Fox finally let himself collapse into the water, finally acknowledging his fatigue as the warm tides soothed his well worked body.

"And also, that your taste in friends is nothing short of impeccable."

Krystal murred anew at Fox, still looking sexy as ever even in his exhausted state, then murred louder when she heard Falco let out a caw of finality and came inside Jenny.

The feline seized up as no sooner did she register the welcome feel of hot sperm rushing into her womb, than the avian was pulling out and unloading all over her hindquarters as well. She would've complained about that, but the added stimulation pushed her over into the abyss as well and she flopped against Slippy as white hot climax gripped her again. The gem on her head blazed like a red star as it redirected the energy of her climax, allowing her to retain enough cognitive function to take Slippy's dick out of her mouth till she'd stopped screaming.

"Is it wrong I find it adorable how you lose control like that sometimes when you cum?" The frog asked as his feline grabbed his legs and held on for dear life while she regained her breath. Looking up at him, Jenny felt her chest burn with afterglow as Slippy riveted his approval. Even with her hair a sopping wet mop, her face flushed from exertion, fur splattered with cum and her eyes sparkling with residual energy, she still held an almost fairy like appearance, a true testament to the power and beauty of her lineage that even in such a messy state her allure was unmarred.

"No Slip...*pant*...so long as I don't end up hurting you while out of control, you're free to say whatever you...*pant...want....*pant*....sisters, that was even better than last time, Falco!"

The bird twittered as he sat down and rested against the side of the tub.

"Yeah well, we all had some help, however unintentional."

A collection of murmurs wafted with the steam as everyone acknowledged the avian's point.

"Yeah, help that I guess we needed after all. For both our problems." Slippy let forth a deep, rumbling ribbit as Jenny tried to sit up and absently grabbed his dick. The feline promptly gasped as she felt the still very stiff pillar, and realized that in the midst of her own euphoria she'd completely neglected her darling amphibian.

"Oh Slippy! Did you not get a chance to cum? Let me fix that!"

Slippy meeped as he was promptly swallowed again. Jenny sucked double time as the frog thrashed in the sudden return of glee, and gave a choking swallow when he finally reached his peak.

"GLORMP!....Yeah...*cough*...that's better." Jenny swallowed and relaxed as she got a face full of cum as well. Pulling off her circlet, the feline let the hot tadpole juice settle on her features as two strong arms found her and pulled her up into an embrace.

"Damn....just...thank you." The frog breathlessly replied, flicking his tongue out to help clean his kitty while she sighed and snuggled up with him.

"Hey, you're worth it, Slip. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise." Jenny purred, then moaned as the feel of the frog's tongue made her loins burn hot again. Even if everyone was showing the signs of finally coming down from their berry induced high, she could sense there were still lingering wants to indulge in one more round. They just needed a little time to rest and regain their senses before one of them, Jenny amazingly enough, rose and clapped her paws. "Okay, so, who gets to do whom next?"

Leaning his head back, Falco let the steam filtering through his feathers do its work. He felt a bit sore from such vicious fucking, but even with the strain his cock was wasting no time in shaking off its fatigue and rising again for another round.

"Just one moment...think we all need something to drink first. Fortunately I think we left most of the soft drinks alone..." Krystal got up off Renamon and walked over to where a miniature fridge was humming away in the corner of the room. "Yep, still got some colas and water and....huh?"

She retrieved a bottle containing a familiar dark liquid, thus prompting her to cast a quizzical look to her avian friend. "Falco?"

Falco furs ruffled as he caught her tone, and then recalled what she was querying about.

"Oh yeah...well, I had some extra of the home hangover remedy...and I figured well we're bound to come back in here at some point, probably once we restock the booze, so...might as well be prepared?"

He smiled nervously at his teammates, who merely rolled their eyes In bemusement.

"Bring it over here, Krystal. We might as well put it to good use while we still have the time."

Loading her arms with what she could, Krystal returned to the side of the hot tub and began mixing the concoction into the drinks. Passing them out she got several grunts of thanks as everyone replenished their fluids and felt their libidos rejuvenate along with it.

"Ahhh, yeah that was needed!" Fox replied, growling like the wild animal he was as his pride decided it had had enough rest and leapt back to full attention. Tossing his now empty drink container aside he stood and advanced on Jenny....only to halt when the room suddenly turned red in hue and alarm klaxons began blaring.

"Priority alert! An unidentified vessel has entered orbit around Celephaiis! All pilots to their arwings!" R.O.B. 's voice crackled over the tannoy. Several surprised looks were given, many of them etched with confusion at the sudden change in the room's mood.

"Oh...right...yeah there WAS a reason that we came here, wasn't there." Renamon muttered.

"Repeat! Priority alert! An unidentified vessel has entered orbit around Celephaiis! All pilots to their..."

"We heard you R.O.B.!" Fox grumbled as he looked down at his throbbing hard on and flexed his still primed and ready muscles. "Gah, of course it's always right after we get preoccupied with other things. Always!"

Slippy, Falco, Jenny, et all shared their annoyance that yet again their fun had been abruptly halted by the need to do their job.

"Well, do we really have to stop this? I mean it's not like they won't be back again. We could just wait till next time." Falco queried, getting a violent flex of agreement from his meat as it reminded him that it so had only gotten one round as opposed to everyone else.

Looking to the blushing, but willing kitty in front of him, Fox gave the bird's words some serious thought.

"Suits me, no amount of credits is worth walking away from this!"

He grinned as Jenny playfully tried to back away, only to encounter Slippy who just grabbed her and held her for Fox's claiming. Behind the vulpine, Falco rose from the water to join his teammates, while Krystal and Renamon amazingly managed to NOT follow suite.

"Well hold on a second here, there may be a way we can get the best of both worlds." Krystal intoned.

Despite almost slavering at the prospect of getting to finally see what Jenny had to offer, Fox managed to halt his advance and turn around.

"I know you're probably not anxious to see them again, but I do still have Wolf on speed dial. Knowing him he can have his entire team here in no time flat!"

Even in the cacophony of klaxons there were several bewildered remarks.

"You're absolutely sure they'll help us?" Fox asked.

"They will if I ask right. Just let me talk to them and see what I can do!" Krystal assured.

The majority of gathered morphs were unconvinced, however, as they felt their bodies rage with want for more sexual playtime they also had to acknowledge that, as an added course of action, it did sound appealing.

"Alright fine, tell them we'll honour the previous terms we set with them as an added incentive. Then get back here on the double! Can't have you missing any of the action!"

Krystal hopped out of the hot tub, then stumbled as two paws grabbed her leg.

"Whoah, whoah, wait right there. I'm coming with you!" Renamon stated as she got out and hugged the fox. "If money won't sway them I've got an idea for what else might."

Catching her drift, and watching as Fox just shrugged and turned back to his advance on Jenny, Krystal murred her approval.

"Sounds good to me, let us go and 'negotiate' with dear Wolfie!" Krystal wrapped an arm around her digimon friend. "Oh and R.O.B.? You can kill the damn battle symphony now, we'll be up to enact a new plan of action shortly."

The alarms promptly stopped, giving everyone cause to sigh in relief....right before Fox tackled Jenny into the water.

"So, just you against your frog, me, and the bird who got us into this mess. Think you're up to it, Jenny?"

The dripping lengths of both Falco and Slippy hovered into view over Jenny's face, though rather than cower at the sight, the white kitty gave a confident exhale and reached up to grab them.

"Well there's only one way to find out. Let's do it, Fox!"

Fresh moans and the sounds of sweet love making bid Krystal and Renamon onwards as they stumbled up to the Great Fox II's bridge, fruitlessly trying to not finger or fondle each other too much till they got there.

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"Well Krystal, this is quite possibly the last thing I expected to hear from you considering recent events." The gruff eye patch wearing lupine on the screen stared suspiciously at the blue fox currently moaning and holding onto the comm station as if it were the only thing keeping her from tumbling to the ground.

"That didn't sound like a complaing...ooooh...or a no..." Krystal smugly smooshed her big soft boobs against the bottom of the screen, prompting Wolf to sit up a little straighter and clear his throat.

"I didn't say it was either." He replied. "Just that the CDF has already promised us a handsome bounty to clear out any Aparoid stragglers in our section of the Lylat System, and while I don't doubt your word on things, I have considerably more reserve in trusting Fox."

Krystal sighed and looked down at something out of shot.

"Well let me make an amendment to the deal then. We're all hopped up on Mchorny Berries and could do with some more additions to the fun. You get over here right now, identify and capture or kill whomever is stealing the technology from this planet, and you'll not only get to have your way with me, but also her!"

She reached down and pulled Renamon from where she'd been eating her out. Wiping her lips, Renamon turned and winked shyly at the screen.

"Mmm...hey Wolf! Good to see you again."

"Likewise." Wolf mused as he stroked the tuft of fur hanging from his chin. On the right hand side of the screen a pair of black feline ears poked themselves into view, followed by a likewise feline face that had both vulpine's giggling like school girls.

"And you can come join us too, Panther!"

Wolf turned and glared at his wingman as the panther smirked.

"A decent pay grade and all the hot sex we can handle? I'd say that sounds like a good deal."

Wolf shoved the cat out of shot and leaned in close to the screen.

"That all depends. Miss Renamon, do you speak for Fox that he'll honor the terms you've set here?"

Renamon nodded and sensually licked one of her hard nipples.

"On my life, Wolf."

The lupine sat back, and gave an accepting shrug.

"Fine, we'll deal with the smugglers for you. Just make sure you keep the airlock open and don't tire yourselves out. Panther, Leon, and I fully intend to take you up on your offer once we're done!"

The lupine narrowed his eye at the foxes. If it was supposed to intimidate them, it failed miserably as they just cooed and kissed for his entertainment.

"Like I said, Wolf, only if you're fast enough."

Wolf chuckled and shook his head.

"Just watch us! We're setting course to your position now! See you soon."

Krystal blew him a kiss as the transmission ended.

"That probably was a really stupid thing to do, but at the same time, I'm actually pretty excited at getting to see them again." Renamon murred as her boobs got a fondle, then a sweet pair of foxy lips.

"Don't worry about it. R.O.B. was kind enough to whip up an aerosolized version of Slippy's cure. If things get too heated he'll just pump it through the vents, we get relieved of our heat and can thus go back to dealing with this like sensible morphs. Till then, it's all wagons forward on the road to ruin!"

The two vixens sank to the floor of the bridge, paws going to each other's snatches as they desperately awaited the arrival of their new playmates.