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The character Constance portrayed therein and original concept were created by Brian Jacques and are owned by the Redwall Abbey Company Ltd. (UK) Sandy Brushtail is my own character.

Redwall Abbey was always rumoured to be a forboding place, well if you were a fox that is. Despite certain members of my species - myself included - always tended to stay out of the 'bad ones' way, the Abbey was seldom a welcoming place for my kind. A rather unfair generalization in my opinion. None of my family have ever fought for rat warlords or stole their children to sell into slavery and yet I do feel uncomfortable when the name Redwall is uttered. Opinions aside, I had seldom seen a Redwaller. I had only seen the odd monk in their green or brown habits roaming Mossflower Wood gathering herbs and such, but I never would've believed that I'd meet an abbey-dweller as venerable as Constance the badger. Nor did I know that she would take me to her bed or embrace me to her bosom... her wonderful, lushous and BIG bosum! Also not to mention the slit between her legs, so pink and juicy. Sorry, what was I saying? When I think about my beautiful badger I tend to get carried away... and a 'knotty' in my pants! The first day I saw her was when I had gone down to the river to bathe. Even since I was a kit, I loved frolicking in the waters playfully as mother kept an eye out to make sure her little 'diamond-brow' wouldn't drown. A term of endearment for the five diamond shapes on my forehead. At first I would undress and sit naked on the riverbank and feeling the current flow through and around my toes. Then I would wade in and sit to wash the dirt out of my fur and take an opportunity to play with my sheath and balls. That day, I didn't want to just bathe, I wanted to swim. The current wasn't strong that day and I swam til my heart's contempt. Afterwards I sat on the bank and looked down at the semi poking out from my sheath. I ran my paw-pads over the cleft where flesh met fur and my other paw nestled my sac as I fondled them. I closed my eyes and wallowed in the comfortable tight sensation in my crotch. Then I thought I heard something like whimpering. A pleasurable soft whimpering. At first I thought it was just an invention of my sexually starved mind - I was seldom a winner with vixens - and went back to playing with myself. Then the whimpering became an audible moan of pleasure. I looked in the direction where the sound came, behind a few trees that dotted the river bank. The sound of the voice was feminine. Maybe a cute little vixen was endulging in the 'pleasures of the paw'. I thought that maybe she was in heat and wanted some real knotted meat in her pink cunny. That was when I stood up and gingerly treaded towards the sound of pleasure. I remember seeing a large form through the low branches, too big for a vixen and the shade of fur was not right. When she came into view, my jaw dropped in wonder. Sat in the river shallows, with a pile of clothes on the bank, a great badger with the biggest breasts I had ever seen masturabated in senuous vigor. As I watched she moaned deeply with pleasure and she had a blunt paw on her left breast, toying with the erect bud of the nipple. Between whimpers and moans she was uttering a name; Matthias. I wished she was moaning my name. My erection ached as if it was screaming for the release of my paw. Before I realised it, my paw was gripping my shaft firmly. It was also at this time that I became careless. My breathing became heavier and more audible, little did I know that the internal monologue in my mind had somehow came out of my mouth. I muttered, "Say my name." Then came a gasp of shock. I froze on the spot, wide eyed and my paw still wrapped around my dick. The badger looked directly at me, one paw still on her breast as the other was still placed on her groin. If I had been discovered by a vixen in this manner, my erecrtion would've slinked back inside my sheath and I'd be covering my crotch in shameful embarrassment. However it never did, instead of covering myself I let go of my shaft and let my paws hang naturally by my hips. The badger was blushing heavily and her gaze never left my lower body. I could see the sunlight glinting off those deep hazel eyes and saw the gaze shift to my dripping erection. She then stood up in the shallow waters and smiled at me. "Hello there," she said. I stood silent, not knowing if my presence was an annoyance or a welcome intimate encounter. My mind was shouting, "Leave!" However, my penis was shouting, "Stay!" "Hehehe," the badger chuckled. "Have you never seen a naked badger before?" I shook my head dumbly in response, before she sat down on the riverbank next to her clothes and ran her paws through the matted fur on her head making drops of water flow down her velvety back. " Can you talk, or are you one of those 'strange' foxes?" "N-no. I-I can talk," I mumbled. She then smiled at me and patted the wet grass next to her. I walked slowly over to where she sat and I sat down next to her. I felt a wet paw curl around my lower hip. Suddenly I felt at ease and not ashamed nor embarrassed. I was sitting next to a naked female badger with an aching erection like it was the most natural thing in the world. "What is your name, foxie?" "Sandy. Sandy Brushtail," I said, this time my tone was more confident. "My name's Constance," she replied. 'Constance'. Knowing her name made me feel more at ease and made me grow bolder. Just as she wrapped a paw around me I placed a paw around her, placing it on her buttock. Constance looked into my eyes and smiled at me as if signalling the gesture was welcome. "Do you live around here, Sandy?" "Mossflower wood? Yes. I live with my father in a small earth not far from the river. Where do you live Constance?" "Redwall Abbey. I'm the badgermum of the sister convent there," As soon as the name Redwall escaped from her lips, my face sank. Not only was she from Redwall, she held an established title at the abbey. My sheath was becoming loose. I was losing my knotty. "Have you ever been to Redwall, Sandy?" Constance asked. "No. In fact I thought... my kind is not welcome round there," I replied. Constance tilted her head to one side, "You mean all that mess with the slavers?" I nodded. "But you're nothing like them, are you?" "No," I replied. She smiled, "That's very good to know. What are you doing out here?" "Washing, grooming and having a nice nude swim. You?" "Me time," said Constance. "Having some time to myself. I like coming out here and have a nice dip, a good nude swim like you and sometimes I like to take little walks in the forest completely naked. It feels so refreshing for me," she added. "And erm... pleasuring yourself?" "Like what you were going to do if I hadn't noticed you, Sandy?" "Or if I hadn't noticed you, Constance," I replied before adding a little flirty wink. Constance then raised an eyebrow, "Oh? What do you mean by that Sandy?" "I would've pawed off and spunked if you hadn't had noticed me. You would've reached orgasm on your own too," "Are you... in heat Sandy?" "Not really, but when May time comes around the urges can get a bit overwhelming. Know what I mean?" "Do Iever!" Constance said, smiling. "You wouldn't believe what I'm like in heat. It's so hard keeping my urges under control, especially when I'm at Redwall. Hell, sometimes I have to take baths in the river because I can't wank whilst sharing a bath. If that's not enough, sharing a bath full of naked mousemaids makes me even more horny!" "Can't you just have a wank in the bath, Constance?" "I can't have the mousemaids gossiping about me rubbing my clit in front of Sister May can I? I've got a reputation to uphold," Constance explained. All of this talk of masturbation and naked mousemaids made my penis hard again. I shifted my legs slightly apart. I felt like showing off my hard flesh to Constance. I wanted her to notice my arousal as I had noticed her erect nipples never subsided. "So Constance... does Sister May have... nice... boobs?" "Hmmm, fairly nice boobs," Replied Constance, just before she took her paw off my tail root and grasped her heaving breasts and started to slowly move them up and down in front of my face. "Why do you ask? Curious or do you want to skip all this talk and be more frank with me? I noticed you looking at my boobs and I noticed your squirming to make sure I had a great view of your stiffy!" It was at that moment I knew what I wanted and a part of me hoped that she wanted it too. I moved my head so my nose was touching the erect nipple bud. I mouth went dry and my libido took over. "Your breasts are so beautiful, Constance! I want to suck on them!" I showed no hesitation in wrapping my lips around that enticingly erect nipple and began to suck it as if I was a newborn kit, suckling at my mother's teat. If she did have milk in those gorgeous breasts, it would've tasted as sweet as honey to me. It was then I noticed a big paw grasp my erect dick and pump gently up and down. Each stroke brought me carnal pleasure and I wanted to show it to Constance. Each time she pumped my dick vigorously, I would lick and snake my tongue around that wonderful nipple. Then, Constance withdrew her breasts from my muzzle and she then gently pushed me onto my back, my erect penis throbbing before her. Consance then bent down over me and she kissed me deeply. It was a kiss with so much warmth. I had never experienced anything like that before. She had told me she was in heat, but this was not a random gesture to express the need to surpress an urge. This felt like passion or at least I liked to think at the time it was. I never dreamed that it really was. When she broke the kiss, I remember her looking longingly into my eyes. I reached out and stroked her face with my paw. She then rolled off me and knelt next me before she reached out and grasped my erection again. I then propped myself up onto my elbows as soon as I felt something moist roll up and down the length of my shaft and that was when I saw Constance licking up and down my erection. I watched intently whilst my heart raced inside my chest. By the fang! She put my dick in her mouth! I felt the moist warmth surround my erection. She took me all the way down to my knot! Also that writhing tongue was doing wonders for me too. It felt great! If only it had lasted a little longer. It wasn't long before I felt the twitching inside me. "C-Constance, I'm - Nnnnnggghhh!" I released my seed into her muzzle and I felt the embarrassment flow through me, as Constance withdrew my dick from her mouth and licked her lips with relish like she had a nice mouthful of elderberry cordial. She then raised her head an smiled at me with a single drop of my white cum on her nose. "I'm sorry, Constance," I said. Constance then put a paw pad to her nose and wiped the white dribble of my seed off and then licked it. "Why are you sorry Sandy? You tasted nice!" She said, before she stood up and reached for her pile of clothes. "You're going?" I asked. "Only if you'll come with me,"she replied. "Come where?" "Back to Redwall. I would happily have sex with you Sandy, but I'd rather do it in my bed back at the abbey. I'd rather not pull grass blades out of my fanny," she added. My mouth dropped. "You're... inviting me to Redwall?" "Why not? I want to show you that we don't resent your kind and how long has it been since you had a good meal?" "A long time," I replied "Then get dressed and we'll have an evening of good food and song and then a long night of passion in my dorm. But first, would you like a sneaky peak?" I haven't nodded so eagerly in all my life. That was when she straddled my muzzle and I had a perfect view of her delicious looking vulva and... oh Gods, She's spreading it open! She's so wet. I want to lick it! I want to lick it NOW! Now she's sticking her claws into that glistening cunny. After she withdrew her claws she the stood up and urged me to do so. As I got to my footpaws, Constance stuck those glistening paw pads under my nose. I remember that first smell of musk and how it drove me wild with a promise of what was to come. "Lick them," she said. I happily opened my muzzle and suckled on those moist paw pads. My first taste of vaginal juice was strange. It was salty at first but had quite the bitter overtone as it went down the back of my tongue. That was when she proceeded to get dressed. It was also when I went back to the spot where I was swimming to get dressed myself.

As we walked on the path back to Redwall, Constance and I held paws and talked. I had asked her about the name she uttered when she was masturbating and she revealed it was the name of the Redwall warrior, whom she also had sex with (read Constance Badger's guide to sex - the author). The topic of the diamond markings on my forhead came up in the conversation, to which I replied they are a family trait. Constance made me blush from eartip to tail when she commented on how they made me look cute. As we approached the front gate of Redwall Abbey, I withdrew my paw from her grasp, however Constance grasped my paw again and reassured me it was alright. I did feel a bit uneasy when the sentries on the ramparts readied their bows upon seeing me. I also felt uncomfortable with the few abbey-dwellers giving me scathing glowers. However, I did feel more at ease when Constance told them to stop it as I was her guest and even better when she said we had arrived in time for dinner. I had never seen inside the place called Cavern Hole before. The one thing that did take me aback the most was how big everything is. So after some light chatter with a couple of abbey-dwellers who took the time to get to know me, came dinner and in so many courses. I could fill pages on all the dishes I sampled as well as the pallet of different flavours and smells. What made it even better was that Constance sat next to me. It felt so good holding paws with her under the table. After dinner, Constance showed me some of the abbey itself. The great tapestry and telling me the short version of the tale of Martin the Warrior. When one of the sisters came up to Constance to tell her that the candles in her dormitory had been lit, a smile spread across that beautiful muzzle. As the sister walked away, she put her paws on my shoulders and looked lovingly into my eyes and I did likewise. We then touched and rubbed our noses together, before she took me up to her dorm for the most wonderful night I'll ever remember.

As soon as the door closed behind us, Constance showed no hesitation in seizing me and locking my muzzle with hers in a long blissfull kiss. Just the touch of those lips stirred life in my groin. Afterwards, Constance locked and bolted the door and undressed in such a hasteful manner that I thought she was ripping the garments from her body. She then walked to her bed and propped up the pillows against the wooden headboard of her big bed. As she bent over the bed, she lifted her stubby tail, exposing her cunny and brown hole. She then turned her head and gave me a flirtacious smile. She wanted to make sure I caught a good glimpse of her intimate parts. My sheath felt so tight and that was before she sat against her propped up pillows and spread her legs open. "Aren't you going to get naked, Sandy? I want to see that handsome phallus of yours again. Not to mention feel it gliding in and out of my fanny!" "Maybe I need incentive, Constance," I replied. "Oh?" She said, in her seductive manner. "Play with yourself," I said. "Heh. Very well," she said. My beautiful badger then reached for her vulva and pulled it open. A single claw tip then started toying with the hood of her clitoris. Her head began tilting at subtle angles and I watched so intently at the inside of her spread open labia as it twitched and writhed. The interior of her vulva glistened in the soft candlelight as the juices began to flow. The toying claw tip was replaced by a paw pad which she covered in her intimate juices, using it as a lubricant to stimulate her further. Her breathing became heavier and it soon became the sound of soft, blissful moaning. "Oohh Sandy, don't make me cum all by myself. Take your clothes off and show me what you can do! Mmmmm. Oh." I needed no more incentive to join her in bed. I deliberately took my clothes off slowly in front of her and in little time I stood before my badger's bed naked. I had never been so proud of my penis. I belived it was the only thing that could fulfil Constances' desires and I could tell she wanted me so badly. I climbed onto the bed and lay on top of her, where we rubbed noses and kissed deeply. Oh Gods, she's a good kisser. Then I started to lick and kiss her neck, feeling her fur becoming matted under my tongue. She rested her paw on the back of my head and she whimpered softly in my ear. I then lifted my head and after licking her tenderly on the her nose, I started to kiss and lick my way down her lushously, chubby body. When my lips and tongue went down below her lower stomach, she spread her legs wider than before. She wanted me to lick her vulva. Soon enough, I was looking directly at the slit between her legs. Her pink, glistening, twitching vulva. So juicy. So inviting. I used my paws to pull her intimate lips apart and stuck out my tongue. Her badger musk filled my nose and the salty-bitter sensation flowed throughout my mouth. Constance's hard breathing became blissful moans of pleasure. "Oooohh... Sandy. Aaahhh, more. More!" Constance moaned. That was when I saw her clitoris poking out from it's hood. I stopped licking my badger's lips and turned my attention to it. I puckered my lips and then began sucking on it. Constance drew in a sharp inhale of breathe and held it in. I then felt two blunt paws clamp down on my the top of my head and then force my muzzle into her groin. "AH!" Constance's moan was accompanied by loud, rapid breathing. I was doing something right and wanted to help stimulate her. I then stuck two of my fingers up into her. "Oh Sandy! Mmmm, badgermum likes that!" I felt, the mosit, wrinkled warmth around my paw pads and I wanted to feel that around my dick. Her mouth would have to do for the moment. I then stopped giving my badger oral sex and then I knelt on top of her bed's duvet, my dripping, knotted dick in my paw. I saw Constance laying back against her pillows, blushing heavily as her heavy breathing made her sizeable breasts heave. Her gaze was fixed on my erect flesh. "Suck," I said. Constance nodded once and crawled to me, where she stuffed my dick in her mouth and began to suck vigourously. Feeling that warm tongue roll around and around my knotty made me leak so much. Also, the feeling of her pumping muzzle was a great help in stimulating me. I like to think that the taste of my pre-cum was an incentive for her being so sensual. I was thinking unarousing thoughts so I wouldn't orgasm into mouth again. I wanted to cum inside her cunny this time. After a few more moments of oral pleasure, Constance took my dick from her mouth and then she lay back on the bed, splayed and spread her vulva open. "Are you ready for me, Constance?" "Yes," she replied. I then semi-mounted her. I could feel her wet lips against the tip of my cock. "So tell me, what do you want? Say it," "Shag me!" Constance seemed to say in a demanding tone of voice. I reached for the bottom of knot and I glided my erection slowly into her wet, twitching orrifice. I winced in ecstasy upon feeling the wet, wrinkled interior wrap around my flesh. I looked up into those loving eyes and I joined my muzzle with hers as I began to pump gently in and out. In and out. In and out. As I pumped, Constance held me tenderly as she moaned into my muzzle. Just then, I felt my internal twitches and I withdrew myself. My badger looked at me concerned, "Sandy, what's wrong?" "I'm going to cum. I don't want to cum too soon," I said. "Just let your seed flow. If you cum, suck on my boob and keep going. I don't mind," she said before I inserted myself again. This time I pumped with a more speedy rhythm. I would regret this five pumps later. "Constance... cum! NOW! Mmmmmmmmm, unf, unf! Oh!" Constance then placed a paw to her breast and presented her nipple to me, which I happily sucked on as I held myself inside her. I then began pumping again. The sound of my beautiful badger'S heavy breathing and moaning in my ear was like music. I had no idea how long I was pumping her without another orgasm. All I knew was I was wrapped in a blanket of sexual euphoria and Constance made me smile when she panted, "You're much bigger than Matthias!" Then I felt my cock twitching again and this time I suckled on my badger's other breast. All this time I kept on thinking, 'Should I knot her?' If I didn't ask, I wouldn't know. "Constance..." I panted. "Can I knot you?" "I thought you's never ask!" She said with a smile. I continued to pump her wet cunny and with each thrust I felt the top of my knot touch wet lips. Then, with one slow thrust, I inserted my knot. Constance held me tightly and gasped sharply into my ear as I knotted with her. It took a good few thrusts before she panted into my ear, "Mmmm, I'm cumming Sandy! I'm cumming, cumming.... Aaahhhhh-hhhh-hhh..." Her orgasm made her tremble and I felt her inside grip and flex against my knot which brought yet another orgasm. "Oh! Me too-oo-oo!" Be both held each other tightly as I released more of my vulpine seed inside her. I couldn't remove myself from her until my knot went down. The pair of us were sweaty and panting. I exchanged another small kiss with her before I lay on top of her, my head in-between her heaving breasts. Then I heard the bells chime the hour and I saw the candles were burnt half way down. It was a few more moments before I felt my knot slink back into my sheath. My cock was so slick with vaginal juice as I rolled over next to my badger, her arms around me. "Was it good for you?" I asked. "Utter bliss," she replied. "I came three times. Your fanny must be quite a mess," I smiled. "I must clean it out then," That was when Constance started to strain as she pushed my semen out of her genitals. I craned my neck so I could watch my white mess dribble out of her puffed out vulva. She put a paw under her vulva, collecting as much of my semen in her paw. The sticky fluid made thin strings as she pulled it away. She then sniffed at the white cum and then licked her paw clean, swallowing with good relish. I was in two minds whether to kiss her afterwards, so I just licked her nose. "I'm quite tired," I said. "Then sleep foxie. You're gonna need all your stamina for the morning!" And what a morning it was!