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A black and red furred vixen stirred in bed, tossing and turning as she dreamed a horrific nightmare. In the dream she was a large, scaly horned monster of the same colouration as herself. People were screaming and the village was on fire. She swooped on great, horrific wings as she breathed flame and tore hapless residents asunder with her claws.

"NO!" Dusk cried out as she sat up sharply in a king sized bed, her fur matted with sweat and her ample bust shaking with her manic panting.

A smoky grey furred arm found its way around her red furred shoulders, the hand pulling the shivering vixen close to the owner of the arm.

"Shh Dusk, it is okay. It was just a dream," a smoky grey furred wolf with deep purple eyes spoke comfortingly to her.

"But it wasn't just a dream Sheliah...I-it really happened and they keep haunting me... the images of what that bastard demon did while he possessed my body never leave," Dusk shivered as she rested her head against the females furred shoulder and let tears run from her blue eyes.

The vixen turned to bury her face in the older wolf's mane as her body shook with sobs. Sheliah stroked her head, running her paw down the vixens black furred back to trail as she whined comfortingly to her. "Now now my love, don't worry I meant what I said at our wedding," she spoke softly to Dusk as the vixen pulled her head away, her red and black mane of hair spilling across one side to veil part of her face.

"The...wedding..." Dusk mumbled, wiping her eyes where the tears had streaked down her fur before closed them again, remembering like it had been a beautiful dream.

The beautiful vixen sat up, bringing her body to full attention, her bare crotch revealing a red furred, sheathed penis before the hermaphrodite leaned in to kiss her partner, "How could I forget?" She whispered before locking muzzles in a love filled kiss.

The pair had been driven to a nice, dark and secluded park that night by Sheliah's own spirit guardian Wolf in humanoid form. As soon as they had got out of the car, Wolf seemed to vanish from sight for all but a few moments before a pressure seemed to envelope the park as a number of animals just popped into existence. The animal spirits of fox, wolf and all related had shown up for the joining of the shaman and her ex-demon lover.

"Wait, won't anyone see us and think this strange?" Dusk had said, her red tipped and black tail curling about her, self-conscious that her body was almost popping out of the garments she had borrowed from Sheliah.

"Not at all, when a spirit hosted wedding is in procession, a barrier is thrown over the area of the event so others can't see unless they bump directly into us. And don't worry about being nude love, no one here will think anything of it if those are uncomfortable. Besides, you will have to be in just your fur for the bonding," Sheliah smiled, twining her fingers with Dusk's own hand.

Coughing, the spirit of Fox suddenly walked up to them from the collected animal spirits, "If it is okay with you two, shall we get on with this procession?" He said in a clearly distinct male but soft tone.

Dusk's eyes shot open, she felt the urge to bow before this fox. Was it the knowledge that he was the father of all foxes, including their off-shoots of humanoids like her or was it he had such an inner powerful presence?

"A little overwhelming isn't it? Don't worry Dusk, you will get used to it eventually," Sheliah smiled at Dusk's inquisitive head tilt. "Don't worry about it my love, you will find out later on," Sheliah smiled before turning to Fox and Wolf spirit, "you may proceed," she said, the female holding the hermaphrodites hand tightly.

"Do you, Dusk Fleetpaw, take this wolf, Sheliah Smokefur, to be your mate for all eternity? In love and hate? In Happiness and Sorrow? In health and sickness?" Wolf asked a stunned Dusk.

It had been so many years since she had heard her full name uttered; she had almost forgotten it herself. "Y-yes, I do." Dusk stammered as she tried to recollect herself. She couldn't believe this was happening, it felt...just so wonderful.

The fox then stepped up and repeated the oath to Sheliah in his light voice, "I do," the wolf said with a heartfelt smile, tightening her paw on Dusk's as she drew her closer to her form.

"For the final part of the spirit wedding, we must ask you to assume your feral forms and take a blood pact from each other as your eternal oath," Fox said in a calm voice.

"W-what?" Dusk stammered as if he was talking madness. "What is he on about Sheliah?" Dusk said in panic turning towards her partner only to see the older wolf smiling serenely at her.

"Don't worry Dusk; Fox will help you with this part. He is after all where your kind originated," Sheliah said with a stroke of her long mane, followed by a moan in response to her soft touch.

Suddenly, she felt her clothes were too tight and ill fitting. Stripping off in a hurry, Dusk found her paws failing her as they became feral. She stared down at her body, inhaling deeply as she saw her body start to change. Her chest pulled into her body, her nipples usually hidden beneath the fur became more prominent and her whole bone structure realigned to take on a black and red fox of equal beauty as her humanoid form.

"Dusk, it is okay," Sheliah said in a soothing tone, "this is part of binding our spirits. After this, we will be bonded for life and nothing will be able to overcome us my love," Sheliah said, now as an alluring, smoky furred feral wolf padding up to her.

Becoming distracted temporarily, Dusk bent her body round to look at her feral form from as many angles as possible. The way she felt so sleek and free in her new form, the power she could feel surging through her that she assumed was Fox in possession of her. She hated to admit it, but she liked this form more than she would ever admit.

Turning her head back around to face her lover, Dusk was about to ask "what now?" but was saved the trouble when she felt Sheliah's fangs gently sink into her neck.

"Ow, what was tha..." Dusk trailed off when she began lapping at her bleeding neck. The sensation somehow felt very arousing and erotic to her, having her wife-to-be licking at her bleeding neck felt so...sensuous.

"Now you do the same to me Dusk, it is part of our oath so that we will always be as one," Sheliah whispered to her.

Dusk obediently went to her neck and did the same, lapping the blood up lovingly and as caringly as possible. She seemed to feel stronger somehow as though the wolf's strength was flowing into her.

"Well, I think this about completes the spiritual marriage," Wolf said from the side-lines, startling Dusk before she felt that power that invaded her leave as Fox materialised from her being.

"Well, you have one interesting spirit Dusk, time will tell what becomes of you but I think it should be quite entertaining," Fox said with that grin his kind were famous for.

The herm vixen's body seemed to lose stability before gradually melding back into her original form "Wow...that was quite...the rush," Dusk moaned before she fainted against Sheliah's feral form.

"Heh, the first time of being possessed is quite draining in this way, and never gets much easier. Don't you worry Dusk, we are bonded for life and I could not be prouder of you, I will look after you for as long as I am alive, take that to heart my love," Sheliah whined happily before Dusk lost conscious.

*

"Yes, I remember that day very well," Dusk smiled as she pulled away from their kiss before the pair rubbed noses in a gesture of affection. "So, are we back at your hut?" Dusk said as she looked around in slight bewilderment as it looked larger and more modern than before.

"No silly," Sheliah said, chuckling slightly with her paw to her muzzle, stifling laughter that she thought she would live on that mountain. "That hut is just where I go to be at peace and to practice my arts. It is also where you shall be conducting your own training soon." Sheliah couldn't help a genuine light hearted bark of laughter to her mate's look of confusion before she offered the vixen her paw.

Helping her off the bed, Sheliah put a grey furred arm around her shoulders and escorted her to the wardrobe. "Here, try this on Dusk. It...used to be my mothers," Sheliah said with a slight pause, her tone becoming more sombre as she took out and presented a red laced, midnight blue gown. "It's funny, but my mother was a black wolf as well," Sheliah said as she stared at Dusk with the expression of someone seeing a ghost.

Slipping the garment on, it felt a little snug in the chest area with the vixen being so large up-front, but everywhere else it was though it was made for her the way it fitted her curves and accented the red markings that showed.

"Don't worry Sheliah, I will treasure it always," Dusk said with a smile, turning around to see herself from all angles in the mirror.

Coming up behind the vixen, Sheliah put her arms round Dusk, "It suits you really well, you know?" The older wolf said as her nude form pressed into Dusk, the perky nipples poking the herm in the back.

Unable to help a moan of arousal, Dusk felt her face heat up as she looked in the mirror at them both. They looked...so perfect together that she could hardly believe it. The older female with her arms around her shoulders looked like the picture of serenity, and the vixen staring back in her reflection looked so happy. Not only that, they just seemed to make such a good couple with the way their luxurious coats pressed together, and their eyes when they were both looked at...

"I think I'm...starting to believe this was all meant to happen, Sheliah," Dusk moaned, closing her eyes and arching her back to the taller wolf's caress.

"Oh? Believe in what, dear?" Sheliah whispered into the vixen's pointed ear as she snaked her paws into the gown and rubbed at Dusk's plump, soft pillows.

A shiver of pleasure ran through Dusk's body at the teasing and loving caresses from the wolf as she tried to continue. "That-that we are bound soul-mates from the start. Just, Ah! L-looking at you makes me feel so loved," Dusk moaned partway as Sheliah found her way to those large, enticing nipples and stroked and pinched them as only a gentle lover could.

"Mmh, well then let's get to know each other better, shall we?" Sheliah's deep, husky tone sent thrills down Dusk's spine. How did she fall this in love with her so fast? She just wanted to pounce her, mate her senseless and do all sorts of things she never dreamed of with another female.

A sudden knock at the door disturbed their sexual play. With a deep, regretful sigh, Sheliah untangled her arms from around Dusk. "I won't be long love," She whispered before slipping her own amethyst coloured robe on and making her way out of the spacious bedroom, casting Dusk a lingering look before closing the door quietly.

As the female wolf left her alone, Dusk felt her heart still hammering, cursing slightly at her undying arousal. She noticed her new addition poking through her own robes, the male appendage pulsing and demanding attention.

"Damn it, just when things were getting good too," Dusk sighed as she tried taking deep breaths to calm her racing heart and throbbing erection down. Her thick tail wafted in irritation before she got up and made her way out of the bedroom. She was interested to find more about her new home now and what her mate did.

Stepping outside of the bedroom however, Dusk was in for a shock. Her muzzle hung wide open as to what she was actually in as she saw the spiralling staircase and the myriad of rooms. "I-I'm in...a fucking mansion?"

Walking down the staircase, she couldn't help but sniff at the scents in the air. The house seemed to be filled with the sharp tang of herbs and spices. She knew she would have to have a long talk with her lover when they had chance to.

"Mistress Sheliah?" Dusk heard come from the front door.

"_Mistress?"_Dusk thought in surprise. Perhaps she was more than just a shaman after all she thought to herself she thought as she took quicker, lighter steps down.

"Please, we have known each other for a year now so no need with formalities, Richard," Dusk heard Sheliah say in a formal manner. She just had to get a look in what was going on, and if she was mate to a female of power around here then she should introduce herself to one or two surely?

"Do you have company right now? If now is a bad time I could always come for the batch later," the male voice said.

Dusk thought it prudent to intervene, "No need to do so on my behalf Shaliah," Dusk said as she wrapped her arms round her mate. She managed to get a good look at who she had been talking to and grinned when she saw it was a young male coyote. "Who's your cute friend love?" Dusk said before giving the smoky furred wolf a lick on her lighter coloured muzzle.

"W-wha?" The poor young coyote gasped in surprise to see a seductive, young vixen with the shaman wolf. "Sheliah...who is that?" the male gasped out in awe, he had never seen a vixen with such a pretty face or curious markings nor such deep, blue eyes.

"Richard, it is my pleasure to introduce my mate Dusk," Sheliah stated before she had to cover her muzzle to hide a grin. Dusk had ducked underneath Sheliah's arm as if to get a better peek at the young coyote. But she knew the cheeky vixen was just teasing him. It let him get a good view of her large breasts and the red cleavage that ran between like a valley among red mountains. The effect was clear in his tenting pants.

"Y-Your mate?" He coughed, "So you are a-a lesbian then? I mean...you like females instead of males?" He said, his speech failing him as he heated up at the thought of the two beautiful females before him in bed together.

Sheliah tried to recover her wits, bordering on the verge of breaking out in a fit of laughter at his expense, "She-she is a bit special but you could say that, mfff," Sheliah clamped her muzzle down as a burst of laughter threatened to escape her. The poor young coyote looked so uncomfortable and confused as he stood there with his muzzle hanging open.

"Hey there hun, you have a bit of drool hanging from your muzzle," Dusk giggled as she turned round to give him a teasing glance of her thighs and a cheeky swish of her tail across his face before vanishing back inside the mansion.

Seeming to come to himself, the coyote came to with a start, "ah!" He cried as he scurried off to his car. "Um, I-I will come back later on, when you are not busy, to pick up the supplies...yeah..." he called across before slamming the door shut to his car and sped off out the large driveway.

As soon as the door closed shut to the house, Sheliah burst out laughing. It wasn't derisive but just pure humour, "You Dusk," Sheliah said between fits of giggles, "are wicked! Do you know that? You will lose me business if you keep that up," the wolf said, but couldn't stop her fits of giggling as she thought of the lustful expression on the dogs face.

"Oh?" Dusk said in innocence. She couldn't help but enjoy the sound of Sheliah's laughter. It was nice to see the usually placid wolf in such good humour that Dusk found herself yearning to make her laugh like this all the time. "And what business would that be, hmm?" Dusk said as she took her paw in her own and walked up hand in hand to the bedroom to solve unfinished business.

*

Closing the bedroom door gently to, Sheliah turned to Dusk who was laid on the bed with her gown still on and staring at her with those piercing blue orbs of hers.

"Dusk, I am sure you have many questions to ask me. Yes, as you have probably figured out I am the owner of this mansion. I...inherited it from my parents after they both died in a plane crash. My guardian who was charged to take care of me and the estate until I became of age wasn't very nice. And so I grew up estranged until one day I found this old, tattered book in the mansion on shamanism. It was thanks to learning the ways of an old, mythical cult that I was able to find the strength to walk on my own two paws and wolf helped me kick the bullying guardian out."

Dusk listened attentively, resting her muzzle on her hands and drunk in as much of this wolf's story as possible. "So, you lived alone with just Wolf as a friend then?" Dusk said, her voice filled with sympathy as she knew all too well how lonely that must have been. The grey wolf's slow nod confirmed it, this time Dusk was the one who had to be strong for her sake. She laid the wolf down on top of her and stroked along her toned stomach, "I'm sorry love. I know how that must have been," Dusk whispered into her ear. "But you are not alone now, I am here for you, I...promise," Dusk said, her voice trailing a little on the promise as if tasting the word.

Sheliah knew how hard it must be for her, someone who had lived on fooling and deceiving others to actually promise something. But she knew she was as true to her word as herself was to her own. "I'm sure you have been wondering what the deal is with all the bitter scents around here? You see, part of shamanism is to have a good knowledge on healing herbs and spices. And naturally health businesses got interested eventually so now I am a large distributor. For some, they have no idea where I get them from, but they know them to work wonders and it does help keep this old place going," Sheliah said before she cocked an inquisitive look Dusks way.

Dusk had tried to keep her mind on what her love said, but she couldn't help build more and more of an image as to how she had got so good at sex, her face trying and failing to stay straight and serious. Realizing she had been rumbled as Sheliah propped herself on an elbow and cocked her head, the black and red vixen just had to ask what was going through her mind. "Sheliah...how did you get so good at sex if you loved alone?" Dusk blurted out before feeling ashamed at how shallow it sounded.

Blushing at the tips of her ears, the wolf seemed to try looking around as if trying to find something to avoid the subject before giving in with a sigh. Crossing her arms underneath her bust, the shaman sighed, "Before I found my way I used to try filling a large hole in my heart with sex okay?"

Dusk saw the smoke furred wolf turn away as she had clearly brought up something she was ashamed of. For the life of her Dusk couldn't work out why it was so shameful as it had pretty much been a part of the vixens life. But she felt for her, she wasn't sure how pure her feelings were, yet she wanted to see her smile again. Hear her moan with bliss and do things she never thought of with anyone else.

Reaching out with a paw, Dusk cupped her muzzle, "I'm sorry Sheliah, I didn't mean to bring something hurtful up for you. If it is of any consolation it made you very good when you were giving me my lesson in actual love making."

Dusk punctuated her statement as she leaned in to press her muzzle against the wolf's light grey muzzle. "You have nothing to be sorry for love," Sheliah said in a small whine of affection. "If anything you have helped me, I have never had anyone to tell about my history and now I have someone I am spirit mated to. Words can't describe how close I feel to you Dusk," the wolfess trailed off as she slipped her paw inside of Dusk's robe to run a paw over her thigh, eliciting a yip of surprise from the vixen as her maleness suddenly stood up to attention through the soft material.

"Mhh, care to show me how close we both are? You may have satisfied my male urges before but are you any good with females I wonder? And no, you are not to call on your spirit friend," Dusk said with a wicked gleam in her blue eyes.

"Oh don't worry, I think I can...manage you on my own hun," Sheliah said in her husky tone, deepening it as Dusk couldn't help a shiver of anticipation.

Unfastening Dusk's robe, Sheliah slowly uncovered the vixen, first letting the left red furred bust hang free, the nipple already perky and erect, and then the right bust as she brought them out like ripe melons at a stall to show off proudly. Reaching down to her muzzle, Dusk cupped and brought their muzzles to press again before the herm reached down Sheliah's front robes. A quiet moan escaped the anthro wolf as Dusk squeezed and massaged her smaller bust. Her face heated up the more she got into caressing another woman's assets, it felt just so naughty and same time, so sexual that it took an effort for Dusk not to force them to skip to deeper needs right away.

Feeling Dusk's body tremble, Sheliah made some soothing sounds, "We'll get to your needs love. Sex needs a build-up of love though otherwise it means nothing in the end." With that, she unfastened the tie on the robe to let the vixens garment fall free of her perfect figure before she pulled her into a loving hug, mashing her own covered breasts against the vixens red furred, bare breasts.

A soft "oh" escaped Dusk's muzzle at the sensual motion. In that one move, she could feel so much, read so much about her spirit mated. Her love, her want and her desire to be hers. Closing her eyes again, Dusk trailed her hands down the back of her head, pausing to run across her triangular ear and stroke her tribal braids of fur that ran down her back.

Sheliah's paws moved down in a similar fashion over Dusk, running down and running the tips of her fingers through the free flowing red and black hair. Breathing in their scents and letting it mix, they let their paws explore and map out the others body as both tails beat out a steady rhythm that climbed like their rising passion.

Sheliah guided Dusk onto her back on the bed as both females chests heaved with each long, pent up breath.

Opening her eyes to stare at her smoke furred lover, nothing but pure love shone in her eyes for the wolf as she worked her magic on her senses and filled in a world that before had been none-existent.

By now, both female's love-holes were wet and eager from the build-up. Dusk's half-stallion long cock was at full erection as the red member bumped and left trails of sticky pre down Sheliah's robe before she stopped them. "This would get in the way I think. Mind helping me?"

Blushing, Dusk reached upwards to undress her love, taking her time to work the robe past her breasts only to trail a padded thumb over the hard nipples. She couldn't help it; Dusk couldn't stop blushing around Sheliah. The older female just knew what to do, how to get her aroused and make her want more.

With nothing to hide Sheliah's scent now, Dusk found herself drawn towards her nether-lips. She had never been this close to a female, and she couldn't help but wonder if she might have enjoyed another female furs company if she had met her before becoming a herm.

"Sheliah...you smell so appetizing," Dusk mumbled in a drunk-like stupor before she spotted something surrounding her inviting folds. What are these symbols on your fur here for?" Dusk asked inquisitively as she noticed symbols similar to the ones in the wolf's fur.

A light laugh was the first response before stroking Dusk's ears, making her give a small "yip" sound at the pleasing feeling. "They are to stop me from getting pregnant from anther spirit Dusk. Spirits have been known to impregnate other mortals so it was the safe option with me and Wolf."

"T-They can reproduce?" Dusk stammered, stunned by the realization. "But Wolf mated with me before, what if I become pregnant?"

Hearing the nerves in Dusk's voice, Sheliah mentally berated herself for letting them both get so carried away. "Don't worry love, it usually takes three days to fertilise and only a day has passed. I will write the symbols on you also after we are done here with our...business," she smiled before trailing a paw over her wet pussy lips and ending up at her slowly deflating cock.

Her mind somewhat at ease, she was brought right back to attention under her skilful paws as her nine inch cock surged back to full attention.

She had never studied another female's privates before. Only her own and not like this, her large breasts often got in the way if she tried to cross her legs over her back to view her own so had been forced with just a mirror and her own hands. But she looked just simply... "Inviting," Dusk said huskily.

"Hmm, did you say something dear?" Sheliah said before she had to stifle a cry of pleasure as Dusk nosed at her pussy before running her long, broad fox tongue over her lips. "N-Never mind, carry on!" Sheliah moaned aloud, hearing Dusk chuckle in her throat at finally been able to charm her for a change.

Twisting round so that Sheliah could please Dusk so it wasn't all one sided, she tried to master her breathing as Dusk seemed to get more and more into her taste. Running her paws over Dusk's black furred stomach she trailed her paws until one was at her large, leaking penis and the other paw was at her pussy lips. She started rubbing up and down her shaft, pausing to stroke and work at the head to rub and smear the pre all over before rubbing up and down again in slow, sensual movements whilst the other rubbed, fingered and teased at the lips, alternating from her wet inners to the throbbing clit.

The air inside the large bedroom was thick with the scent of sex, female arousal and male musk along with their increasing moans. From both ends the slurping sounds could be heard from Dusk's tongue as she lapped and drunk the fluids like a vixen possessed and Sheliah's paw as she slipped two, then three digits into her soaking cunny.

Both females suddenly came to climax at the same time, seemingly in sync as Dusk cried into Sheliah's crotch and lapped up the waves of female juice, swallowing and coming back for more. Dusk's clenching pussy spasmed and clenched round the wolf's digits, her cock erupting like a geyser and coating the wolf in a thick torrent of fox seed, gumming up in her chest fur, head and back.

"F-fuck," Dusk panted hard as she pulled from her snatch, her muzzle dark and damp before collapsing onto her back. "Fuck," She said again as she tried to gain for breath, her tail wafting and thumping happily in tandem with Sheliah's tail. "I have never...experienced anything so powerful...or that felt so complete," Dusk panted.

Pulling the herm vixen up to her, the pair engaged in a sticky cuddle as both furs got gummed up from the vixens seed. "You are the first to make me feel like this Dusk....the first in a very long...long...time," Sheliah panted before resting her head on Dusk's large, red furred breast, seemingly passing out from pleasure and exhaustion.

"This..." Dusk said in a happy moan, "is the first time I have felt like this with anyone...ever. I will always be yours now, I am certain of that," Dusk whispered, laying a paw on her head and stroking her sticky mane.

The last thought that passed through Dusk's mind as she licked her cum from her muzzle was, "She really does have a lovely, smoky taste" and then joined her mate in blissful slumber.