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-That's my Nicky-

With an audible thump, the large car came to a complete stop alongside the set of houses that spanned both sides of the street, it was a pretty common end to a day on the job for Nick and Judy. The sly fox was dressed in his full uniform as per regulation and he lifted up his aviator glasses as he turned his head to his left, looking right at his bunny partner. Judy was looking right his way and gave Nick a smile as they both leaned in and Nick gave Judy a kiss right on the side of her face, on her fluffy bunny cheek. They both leaned back and Judy enthusiastically spoke "See you tomorrow!" as Nick stepped out of their patrol car and replied with "See ya, Carrots. You get some rest, okay?" Judy nodded with a smile before driving off hastily, Nick knew she had been working pretty hard lately, even more so than usual, and he was growing concerned, but Judy will always be Judy, the number one in the precinct. He just wished she would be a little more laid back for her own sake, and not to mention to ease his worries.

Nick walked up to the front of the door that read "Wilde" on a plaque and dug out a key from his pocket that would allow him entrance to the humble home. The door made a rickety sound as it swung open, despite it being a fairly new and modern door (and house for that matter) it still seemed to give off a noise that showed it's age and many, many years without a good oiling to the hinges. Nick let the door close softly behind him as he walked into the dimly lit hallway of the house. The sun was on the brink of setting just outside the window that lay above the door, and the hallway was draped in a light orange tint, the lights across the hallway would soon need to be switched on, less the entire place be darkened. Nick didn't really care either way, his vision was spectacular, so he could manage the darkness, the owner of the house, however...

As he walked a few more paces down the hall and reached the end of the "T" intersection that allowed him to choose either right or left, he heard a voice call out from somewhere nearby "Nick? Is that you, dear?" the voice was, of course, very familiar to him. The voice itself already seemed to carry a sort of tone that suggested age and a fair amount of years on it's owner, a voice that came from someone much older than Nick himself, but not exactly at the point of being something like a grandma's voice, either. It was mature, feminine, if a tiny bit raspy, yet still a very pleasant voice to the ear. While this was Nick's own home it had first and foremost always been the home of Mrs.Wilde, Nick's mother. Nick called back out as he walked to the end of the hall "Yeah, it's me!" The entire exchange was mostly unnecessary, Nick's mom knew it was him, but It's only instinct to call out to a possible stranger when you hear a noise somewhere nearby. "I'm by the kitchen, sweetie." She replied, as Nick made a right turn at the intersection, now having a clear direction of where to go next.

Nick looked ahead after the turn and almost stopped in his tracks, though what he saw only surprised him for a split second. Ahead of him with only about ten feet of distance between them was Nick's mother, looking ahead at a large mirror that stood at a wall just to the left of the kitchen, with her right hand propped up near her face and moving back and forth slowly. Nick wasn't sure what she was doing, but what caught his eye was the fact that his vixen mother was wearing a dangerously short nightgown, the type you would use only to sleep with or use only in the most private of privacies where no other eyes would be able to see the owner wearing it. This wasn't really a rare sight for Nick, to be honest, though it was a bit uncommon, Mrs.Wilde lived alone, a single parent for what seems like forever by now, she had friends, sure, but they never really stopped by, instead her and "the girls" would get together to shop or whatever it is they do for fun. Because of her near constant privacy, she didn't really have to be in stuffy clothes all day, in fact, after a nice warm shower each morning, Mrs.Wilde would typically just slip into a nice comfy bathrobe or in the uncommon case such as this, a silky nightgown that would hang loose and comfortably on her lithe figure, all the way down to just barely covering a portion of her sizable hips.

Nick's mother wasn't really what one could go as far as to call "unhealthy" in weight, but she was fairly skinny, just not to some unacceptable degree. If anything she was very much like her son, lithe and fox-like in stature, just a bit skinnier, which fit well with her slender yet dangerously curvy when heading southward figure. Of course Nick's mom held qualities that her son couldn't exactly measure up with, such as the healthy amount of ample buttcheek that was ever so slightly on display right below the frilly underside and ending point of her red colored nightgown. Nick could only assume that underneath she was wearing underwear of some kind....right? I mean he knew her routines and how she would normally be very "pleasantly comfortably" dressed at home, but he hadn't questioned just what she wore underneath those gowns.....if anything.

Regardless, it wasn't that rare a sight, just not the one you would come home to see very often, so Nick composed his thoughts with no delay and proceeded to close the small distance between him and his distracted mother. With him at a closer distance he could make out that what she was using in her right hand was actually some kind of...lipstick? he could only assume. The gap between them had become so small that Nick's figure started showing up on the top right of the mirror, his face coming into view in the reflection right above his mother's shoulder. Mrs.Wilde smiled as her son came into view and she turned in place to take a look at him. Nick looked at his mother's pretty face, her lips coated in a light red tint of color that made them stand out just enough to be appealing to the eyes without being too loud, her face as well showing those telltale signs of age and maturity that one would naturally expect at such an age, eyes slightly darkened underneath, signs of fur being a bit ruffly, and other small things like that, yet still the fur held it's natural color and her eyes held a beautiful deep green that was as beautiful as her smile.

Mrs.Wilde and her son both stepped in close in unison, each opening their arms as they took one another in their embrace. Mrs.Wilde spoke as she held her son close "How was your day, Nicky? Did you and Judy have fun?" Nick smiled though with them in their hug there was no way for his mother to see it "Yeah, it was fun...though it was just a routine day, nothing special." Nick never really used the word "fun" to classify his job, while not really boring or anything, it wasn't really his idea of having a good time, those days would be the days he spent with Judy not at work, but roaming Savannah Central at night with the neon glow of all the restaurant and store signs shining off the bunny's pretty eyes as they chat and go out to eat. However, his mother always wanted Nick to be happy at work, so she often asked him if it was fun, which would prompt him to talk all about his day, even if it wasn't that exciting.

The next few minutes were indeed spent just talking about Nick and Judy's "fun" adventures of stopping mammals for speeding across downtown district or kindly asking that one polar bear to use his turn signals properly to avoid an accident. Not exactly the pinnacle of police work, but duty is duty and it all helps in small bits. The entire conversation was held in the kitchen just to the right of where Nick had gotten an eyeful of his half-dressed mother, they sat across from each other at the small dining table with their hands softly holding onto one another's on the table itself as Nick spoke about the day and his mother smiled and mixed in some silly jokes along with questions about today's activities.

Eventually though they split up as Nick went off to shower and get changed into his more home-appropriate comfy attire while Mrs.Wilde went to finish cooking something for dinner. Much to Nick's dismay, however, the hot water was simply refusing to co-operate tonight, this had happened before and it had something to do with the neighbor's own water. Basically if the neighbors were using their hot water, Nick's house would only get cold until the neighbors finished, of course it worked vice versa, so it was first come first serve. Thankfully Nick knew that their neighbors never took too long so ultimately he decided to just stay in uniform until he could properly have a shower, though he at least slipped off his shirt to have some comfort and placed it aside in his room. The smell of food being cooked just a few rooms off to the side was already making Nick's mouth water, he figured he could just have something to eat first and then shower after.

Nick walked out of his room which was all the way to the left of the "T" intersection from earlier and from here he could get a straight view all the way ahead to where the kitchen was and the hallway end from earlier. Once again the vision was the same, at the end of the hall he spotted his mother once more staring at the mirror from before, was she putting on more lipstick? Nick highly doubted that, though his mother always kept prim and proper, being such a lady as she was, applying lipstick twice would be a bit much since she would still have it from earlier. In a similar scene from before, Nick approached his mother from the other side of the hall and when he was close he spoke out to her: "Mom?"

Mrs.Wilde's ears propped up at the sound of her being called and she tilted her upper body to the side a bit just enough to look at her son. "Oh...Nicky? What happened with the shower?" Nick explained the situation and his mother let out a chuckle, being all too familiar with the water service by now. Nick smiled and said he didn't mind; he could just take a shower after dinner. Nick's mother nodded with a smile and turned back to look at the mirror, though it was clear that she hadn't been looking at the mirror this second time at all, she had been glancing at the small picture frames that were placed around the mirror, all of them depicting scenes of a little Nick Wilde and his mother at different places; one at a park, another at the beach, one with Nick dressed as a boy scout, the list went on. There was one, and only one, of a very tiny Nick and both his mom and dad holding onto him in their arms, it seems Mrs.Wilde had fixed her gaze on that one specifically.

Nick was almost ready to say something, he didn't want his mother get sad or be brought down because of that picture, though he knew how tough she was, and so very non-sentimental when it came to these things, yet Nick never liked when she would get lost in daydreams over these pictures. Nick would often just smile like a goof and then point out something funny about one of the other pictures, a way to try and change the subject, yet this time he didn't want to do that, it felt wrong to keep forcing his mother's thoughts to something else, though he didn't want her sad either....so was it really wrong? he wasn't sure what to do. Nick didn't know if it was the right thing to say, but he softly spoke as his ears drooped a bit in the process "I'm sorry, mom..."

Mrs.Wilde turned her head a little and didn't need to play any guessing games with what her son had said, she knew exactly what he was referring too. "Nicky...stop that, I was just looking at it, I didn't mean to make you upset. You looked so cute back then and look at you now...my handsome young man.." Nick smiled just a little as he looked down, he was trying not to let her get sad over the past and he wound up on the receiving end of those feelings for a moment instead. Nick just wanted his lovely mother happy, she deserved it and he always felt that just supporting her with money was never enough, she really was a tough and wonderful parent for braving everything she did all alone and bouncing from harsh job to harsh job just to keep her little fox fed. Nick moved forward just a bit as his mother's gaze was now back on the photos, glancing around at all the happy memories. Her son was all grown up now and had a wonderful job and a lovely partner at work that she liked very much, things were good now...but Nick always wanted to give her more.

The slender fox, still in half uniform, reached out both his hands and moved them forward, not particularly watching his aim or going for anything specifically and he grazed both his hands across the side of his mother's slender lower belly, right above her hips. By complete lack of aim and coincidence, a portion of his hands had been grazing the lower half of the silky nightgown that did little to cover half of the mature vixen standing before him, while the other half of his hand and fingers dug softly into her bare fur across her sides. To coincide with this movement, Nick had also brought his face in slowly to graze the side of his long fox muzzle across the side of his mom's own fluffy face, nuzzling softly against her. As a natural reaction to the sudden surge of affection being given to her, Mrs.Wilde leaned her head back just a little to further nuzzle against her son's face. "Ooh...Nicky, you're such a sweetie." She spoke in a happy and content voice, lovingly accepting all the affection.

Nick wasn't too sure what prompted him to want to press against her like this, he just felt like he wanted her happy, he wanted her to feel loved, right then and there. Nick's hands grazed slowly back and forth across her side as his face moved in small motions, tussling and nuzzling against the vixen's own face, their muzzle fur and facial fur getting slightly ruffled as they rubbed against each other lovingly. By this time Nick had taken well notice that his hand was both half tugging at the skimpy nightgown and half brushing her actual bare fur. He moved his hands slightly down at the same time, both of them slipping right off the silky material and onto bare vixen fur, it was warm to the touch and her body was incredibly soft due to the amount of effort that this mother fox would put into keeping her body well taken care off, as best she could. Mrs.Wilde's tail found a comfortable position just wrapped around her son's leg, allowing her to fully back herself into his chest all in one brief motion. This caused Nick to move his hands forward just slightly, digging his claws ever so carefully against his mother's sides, now fully dug into the soft fur that covered her entire body. Mrs.Wilde let out a soft "Mmm.." as her side was gently rubbed and clawed on.

Nick had no idea what he was thinking, there was nothing wrong with snuggling up against her like this, I mean they've nuzzled together before, but his mind was all over the place, all he wanted to do was make her smile, make her be happy to be right here in Zootopia with her life the way it was, not a chance at any sadness about the past, just enjoy the present and look forward to the future. With his doubts sinking away, Nick moved his head down just a bit and brushed his face against the fluffy neck fur of this loving vixen, causing her to let out another low, satisfied noise that Nick could only assume at this point to be a moan. "Oh..Nicky..." Mrs.Wilde let out in a soft voice as her eager to please son ruffled and rubbed his face all across her neck. At this point Mrs.Wilde had decided to reach back and do a bit of exploring of her own, she reached out and dug her clawed fingers softly into the fluffy sides of her son's belly with one hand and brought the other hand up to cup the side of his face, holding onto it softly while her son continued to gently ravage against her neck fur.

At this point, Mrs.Wilde also had no idea what to think, but she only had one thing on her mind at this point anyways. She was fully aware that her son was shirtless and the pathetic excuse for material that kept their bodies apart from full on touching was doing very little to not make her feel his strong yet covered in fluffy fur chest rubbing against her almost bare backside, she half contemplated taking the entire gown off right then and there, but she held her composure...for now. Nick's face was suddenly touched from below, it was his mother's hand that had gently cupped his chin and was forcing him to move up slowly, up from her neck and right near her face once more, but this time Mrs.Wilde had turned her face more so at an angle, so that Nick was slightly above her looking down at her while she leaned back on his chest. She pushed forward with her muzzle just a bit, enough to have both of their muzzles rubbing and nuzzling against one another, all the while Nick continued to rub and ruffle up the fur on his mother's side and belly, at times his entire hand would lay flat and rub up and under her nightgown, if only just a little bit, then duck back down, leaving a trail of matted and well pet fur in it's wake.

The two needy foxes continued to rub their muzzles together, their noses bumping at times and long narrow path of muzzle sliding and rubbing against one another's, neither would really know who decided to take it further, but it seemed mutually agreed upon during one of their back and forth rubbings, Nick and his mother had accidentally(?) pushed forward from the front of their muzzles, rather than intending to graze against the side of each other and rubbing, they both met head on softly, pressing each of their lips against one another's. Neither hesitated, neither thought about anything, they knew what they wanted; both gently opened their mouths and Nick tilted slightly to one side while his sensual mother tilted the other and soon they found themselves rubbing each other's tongues in a lip locked kiss. At this point no words had to be said, neither had to think any further or question it, what was going to happen...was bound to happen. Nick had no reason to hold back, he dug his claws softly southward, moving from the outside of her fluffy side and heading down to claw and feel up the side of his mom's hefty hip. That's when Nick realized it, he felt no strap on his glide down, no underwear, no thong, no nothing...his mom was butt naked under that nightgown.

Nick had been trying to shift his legs so his mother would not notice, but at this point, it didn't matter, his dick had already been slightly poking out from his sheath ever since he and his mother started making out while rubbing each other, possibly even before that, but now his cock was poking hard against the front of his police uniform and there was little he could do to hide it, as if he wanted too. The two continued their kissing through their heavy petting, by now their tongues had become an absolute mess of one another's saliva, the kissing becoming more lust filled and frantic, with sloppy sounds becoming the norm. Eventually Mrs.Wilde pulled back slowly as a string of spit hung sloppily between the two heated foxes, snapping off after a second. She turned herself over to be facing at her son properly as they both looked at one another and little had to be said between them to get the full extent of what they each were thinking. Both their faces were flushed red, the lipstick that Mrs.Wilde had applied earlier had been sucked and licked clean, leaving barely a trace on her well kissed lips, Nick's own face was flushed in color, he knew full well what he was doing and all he could think of was how he wanted more and more.

Nick brought bough his hands to each of his mother's hips as he looked at her with an equally lust filled visage, each hand quickly moved against her bare fur and soft flesh as they slapped against each hip with an ample "thwack!" causing Mrs.Wilde to moan gently and her heavy butt to jiggle in turn as she buried her face softly against her son's chest in reaction to his sudden groping. Nick slapped them again, the fabric of what little amount of nightgown actually reached that low would move up and then glide down as Nick's hand came down to lay a nice smack on those thick hips of his mother. Nick moved his hands a bit backwards and the next slap granted him a full on ass groping of those thick cheeks, they could barely fit in Nick's hands from how deliciously large that pair was, Mrs.Wilde clearly knew how to keep her form well into her years. In between his groping and rubbing of her sizable ass, Nick felt a loosening feeling around his groin, his mother had deftly undone his belt and clicked off his pant button in a quick and subtle motion that he hadn't even noticed. In just one fell swoop she had brought each of her hands to his side and pushed down, causing Nick's now erect dick to pop up and rub against the front of Mrs.Wilde's silky gown. She looked down at what her son had been hiding this entire time and spoke in a voice that could only be described as lost in a lustfilled trance: "Oh god..Nicky...you're so big.." Nick knew she had only just pointed out what she saw, but the way she spoke to him and the way she said it made his dick twitch just from her words, a bit of pre already building up at the tip. Nick knew he could even things out and he was dying to see the rest of her so he spoke out: "Here...let's not get that lovely dress dirty, now, shall we?" As he finished his sentence he moved each of his hands off her well groped butt and brought them to each side of her nightgown, lifting them up and over her head before he placed it aside on the nearby stand. Before him stood his vixen mother, completely naked for all of Nick to see. Up until now the flimsy cloth had done a good job of hiding the other half of Mrs.Wilde from her son, and while her upper body was not quite as overly "gifted" as her lower half, his mom's ample tits were still on the plus side, looked really appealing to the eye, and were extremely temping to grope. It seemed both had their own plans as each of the lust filled foxes went for their prizes from this exchange. Nick moved both his hands up to grope the underside of one the vixen's ample tits, though not massive in size and each with a bit of sag due to the natural age of her body, they each were definitely a handful, and more than enough to grope and knead with stiff and suckable pink nipples at the very tip of each. While her son was busy groping and massaging her breasts, Mrs.Wilde brought both her hands down to play with her son's engorged cock. Nick felt like would cum just from the moment his mom's dexterous fingers grasped against his prick and began to rub it up and down, but he kept his composure.

The two foxes were already lost in pure lust by this point, with nothing on their minds but pleasing each other and wanting more and more of one another. Nick brought one of his hands off his mom's lovely tits and rubbed just above where her sweet entrance would be, teasing her to let out a few moans and a few more pants of "Nicky.." and "Mmm.." each time his mom would speak out in pure lust Nick felt like he would lose himself and blow his entire load all over her hands, belly, and tits, but he kept himself somewhat in control and kept this going for as long as possible. Soon Nick's teasing had turned into full on rubbing and exploring his mother's wet entrance to full sliding his finger into her, though wet was really an understatement, his mother's upper inner thighs and the sleek matted fur around her pussy were absolutely drenched with her lust, the scent of both the foxes had completely overtaken the entire kitchen and Nick couldn't control himself anymore, he wanted her so badly, right now, and she was practically begging for the same thing with each of her gasps and moans.

Nick slowed off from his finger fucking and brought both his hands around to grope her ass. With one motion he lifted his mother up off the ground as she wrapped her legs and feet right on his back. Nick moved a few paces ahead so his mother was gently placed against the wall just to the right of where all the pictures from before were hanging. They both looked at each other with the look of pure desire on both their faces. Mrs.Wilde's face was bright red and her lips still bore the signs of heavy making out, light bite marks on her lips and the scent of her son was all over her face, her nipples hard and sorely needing more attention as well, but for now she would be getting a different form of attention. Nick moved his lower body forward and lowered his mother's thick hips downwards until the tip of his cock was just barely grazing her entrance. This alone could have made him blown his load all over her slit and given her hips and pussy a cum bath, but he wanted her to enjoy this as well, he knew he wasn't done. He dropped her a bit more as his cock pushed across her drenched pink folds, their fluids mixing together for the first time with not even a hint of friction to be had. "Fuck me.." his mother whispered in his ear in a low groan, and Nick couldn't take it slowly any further, he buried his dick in as much as he could, leaving only his thick knot from going in before sliding his entire stiff dick out of her tight, gripping cunt. His mother moaned right against him as she tightened her leg's grip across his back with each subsequent entry and exit cycle, soon the cycles turned into full on pounding with Nick ravaging his mother's needy pussy over and over. Mrs.Wilde's body bounced with each thrust, the wall thumping with each hilt of her son's dick inside of her, some of the pictures began to fall off the wall. Her cute clawed toes would curl and uncurl though unseen by Nick, attesting to how much pleasure she was in as she could barely control her body at this point. Her ample tits bounced in time with each push of her son's deep thrusts, giving Nick even more to look at as he pounded away at his horny vixen mother.

Nick knew he was about to blow his load; he could barely hold it back anymore. By this point their minds were well beyond the point of processing speech in a calm manner, so Nick didn't ask for permission, no warning, no nothing. The police fox slammed his hips forward in one violent thrust, popping his entire knot right into his needing mother as she let out a loud moan and yelled out her son's name in act of complete lust. Nick began to pump what could only be described as a constant hose stream of his cum deep into his mother, it began to gush out the side with what little opening it could find, his mother's womb was filled with his jizz, her pussy swollen and full, more and more of the fox milk dripping out her cunt and soaking the floor below her as Nick fully emptied his balls into this vixen.

As his gallon or more of cum finally made it's last shots into her well fucked pussy, Nick pulled out of her after a bit of effort, dislodging his engorged cock from within her and having a flood of his seed spurt all over her sides and his groin, It was an absolute mess everywhere. They each stood in the mess of their fluids for a few more moments, Mrs.Wilde panting and heaving as she held onto her son in the same position, legs still crossed behind him. Nick slowly brought her down so that her legs touched on the floor, though she nearly toppled over had it not been for Nick holding her the entire time. He looked at her as she held onto him for support, looking over to him with that same blushed expression. Nick couldn't think of anything to say, well, he wanted to say a lot, but the words just wouldn't come out. It turns out he didn't need to say anything. "I love you, Nicky.." the words hung in his head for a few moments before he smiled at the happy, content fox in his arms "I love you too, mom."

The two foxes walked away arm in arm, with Nick supporting the vixen so she doesn't tumble, both making their way to the shower which would now be good to go. on the floor lay an absolute mess of spunk and fluids, and a picture lay helplessly drenched in the middle of the soon to be cleaned mess. The picture showed a smiling vixen holding a cute little fox, but the rest of the picture was too drenched in jizz to make out what else was there.