DomShotaFoxy/Anon 2: Sleepover Edition

Th-thmp. Th-thmp. Th-thmp.

Rummaging through my pockets for a key I can hear clanking in the distance, probably just the neighbors fucking around again. Assholes. It takes a tries but I pull out my key and slide into the door's lock, then with a twist and a click, I'm let into my apartment. As if working the night shift isn't bad enough, the only housing I could get is a tiny apartment in a building that can't even afford an elevator. Every damn night I come home, I gotta walk up 3 flights of stairs, and that's after walking all the damn way to the complex. Stumbling my way in I lazily shut my door behind me, and slip out of my shoes. Shirking off my shirt as well I can feel the cold night air envelop me, something I'm quick to remedy with some nice furry blankets on my bed. Plopping down onto my bed I nuzzle my cheek into a nice soft pillow.

Everything's a fog but in the distance I can make out a voice. Actually it sounds more like... grunting? "Grr, hey! C-cut that out, Anon!" Wait, what? The sounds of protest pull me awake to the sight of a small robotic fox jabbing his arms into my chest, attempting to break free of my grip. It takes a few blinks to free the sleep from my eyes, but Foxy is definitely there, under my covers with my arms wrapped around him. "Let go of me, Captain's orders!" His shouts finally sinking in, I move my hands away from him and he scoots back on the bed. Too far back. And goes tumbling off the side with the blanket.

The cold air creeps back across my skin, bringing some clarity to my murky mind. "Uh, Foxy?" A voice laden with venom responds from the crumpled pile, "...yes?" My muscles groan for a second as I pull myself to the edge of my bed, making sure to steady myself I reach into the bundle and lift out a small red robot. "Hmph, how dare you make your Captain look foolish." Even with me lifting him into the air he crosses his arms and tries to shoot me a death glare. Setting him down before he starts complaining about that too I venture a question, "What the hell are you doing here?" A clink sounds out as Foxy's eyepatch slams down and he looks off at something behind me.

"W-well, we're mates now! And a captain takes care of his first mate, I have to be there for you. A-at all times." His robotic voice has an edge of uncertainty to it. I have to struggle to keep from yawning but I manage to get out a response "Foxy, you have to be at the cove in the morning. It's-" "That's where you're wrong, I flaunted my authority as Captain and Freddy had to let me go!" Definitely a half-truth. It's hard to get mad at him for it, especially when his face shifts into that adorable look of confidence.

Now that I'm fully awaken my body reminds me why I was in bed in the first place, "Mm fine, lets just get back to bed." Using some of my remaining strength I loop an arm around Foxy and pull him back into bed. He lets out a grunt in surprise, but before he can offer any resistance I cuddle up to him, immobilizing him and as an added bonus I get to feel his fur tickling my skin. The soft whirs coming from Foxy helping to lull me back to sleep, his soft fur making him feel like a giant plush pillow. This is probably what he came here for anyways, since every single one of those animatronics seem to become smitten after a single round of sex. Just as I start to get absorbed into my thoughts, there's a prodding.

This definitely isn't Foxy's hook. And now that I'm paying attention I can hear some light panting too. I crane my head down to see Foxy's face died an even deeper red, his eyes closed in focus as he sniffs my body, his length threatening to burst out and destroy his shorts as well. I can hear him mumble out "F-first mate Anon..." before he shudders lightly and I can feel a wetness growing on my thigh. "Something you need to tell me Foxy?" "Its time to service your Captain." Foxy shoots a glare up at me, looking into his eyes I can only see lust. Lust and the primal urge to breed with the nearest hole. All to prepared to indulge him I slacken my grip, and he rolls me onto my back, scooting himself up onto my chest. The tent in his shorts dominates my vision, "You know what to do, don't you Anon?" there's a slight falter in his voice, but Foxy is still plenty confident.

The smell is intoxicating, I can't help but to open up his shorts, his 8-inch girth flopping out and slapping my nose. The stench of his crotch drifts out, his musk melting my mind into a drunken state. Foxy lifts up off my chest and aims his cock at my lips. I open my mouth, lapping at the underside of his girth when he suddenly slams home inside of my mouth. "Aaaahh~." Foxy lets out a sigh of relief as he forces himself deeper into my throat, his 8 inches stretching my mouth out around him. The sudden intrusion causing my throat to constrict around him, something he clearly takes as a positive as he slides deeper into my mouth. It feels like he's almost to my stomach when the tuft of fur on his crotch is firmly rubbing against my face, his weighty balls nudged against my chin. My own cock grows to attention from the abuse I'm receiving, some pre leaking out to stain my pants. Forcing my attention back to him, Foxy gyrates his hips, forcing his cock to the left and right, in and out, coating it in my saliva. Being this close to him forces his crotch-musk to float directly into my nose as well, making my arousal skyrocket.

Just as I'm getting used to the rod shifting around in my mouth like a perverse lollipop, Foxy slides all the way out. Plopping back down onto my chest I get a good look at his dick. The red rocket throbbing slightly, as it drips with my own saliva, causing it to glisten in what little light there is. Looking past the heaving cock in my face, I can see Foxy's. He stares at me with a peculiar look, a blush across his cheeks, but refusing to look away from me. I think I know what he wants. I reach down to my hips and start to shimmy out of my pants and underwear, eventually kicking them off of the bed. My own length now exposed to the cold night's air, the cold touch of the air causing me to get further excited. Foxy knows what I'm preparing for, I watch him lick his lips and gulp as he gets up off my chest, and re-positions himself further down my body.

My hole's still stretched from the last time Foxy made me his, it's even throbbing in anticipation, knowing what's coming next. I feel my legs get shifted into the air, and a hot tip pressing into the ring of my anus. Foxy clearly doesn't want to wait any longer. The pressure continues to increase, as I feel the hot poker wedge itself inside of me. The tip alone causes my musk-buzzed mind to lose focus. Even with only my saliva as lube Foxy's gigantic cock slide inside of me, its girth throbbing into me and my ring pulsing around him in return. It feels as though my insides are being set alight, as his head travels deeper inside of me and brushes against my tunnel, new nerves of pleasure get woken up and send jolts throughout me. Foxy's red hot pole continues to travel inside of me, stretching my hole so he can fit. And then I feel his still growing knot bump against my rear end. Almost his entire length is inside of me, even sitting still I can feel it burning a hole into my body and mind.

And then there's emptiness. Foxy slowly starts sliding out, making a lewd slurp as his wet cock exits my rear. The need inside of me is painful, like the hole he left behind will devour me. Deciding enough is enough, my world is spun around me, finding myself face first on my own bed. Foxy pulling me into the proper breeding position, his tip back at my entrance. And then he slams home. My vision blurs as I go cross-eyed from the pleasure. His pneumatic hips slamming so hard into my behind I can the slap of my cheeks on his fur. Trying to pull myself together, the most I can do is moan into my pillow, probably causing a smirk to appear in Foxy's face. Each one of his strength-sapping thrusts slams home into me, rubbing viciously along my prostate, my dick hard enough to smash diamonds into shards. At the end of each of his thrusts I can feel his knot slam up against my ring, each time it slams into me I can feel it bigger than before. By the time it's fully engorge it feels like a small melon. With his knot inflating I can feel his pre shooting into me, preparing me for what's ahead.

Each shot of his pre feels scalding hot, shooting deep inside of me. I can feel depths I've never felt before start to heat up from the deep canine injections. Soon his pre builds up inside of me, his output so potent, like there's a small lake of burning hot pre inside of me. I know Foxy's close and so does he. Another lewd wet noise dominates the room as Foxy slides out most of his prick. With only his tip inside of me he waits, I know what he's doing but my body can't help but relax with this break from the pounding. Seeing his chance, I feel my insides filled instantly back up, with an added pressure at my ring, Foxy's knot smashed against my rear. Slowly I feel my ass give, centimeters at a time. The mass of flesh stretching me around him, his knot continuing its slow snail's pace into me. As it gets pushed into me I know its at the halfway point, when Foxy stops. He twitches his hips back and forth lightly, my overstretched hole getting pulled back and forth with him. My ring getting irreparably stretched out by him before I feel it get slammed home inside of me.

With his knot inside of me he starts thrusting rapidly, the initial impact alone forcing all the strength out my body making me go limp. The pre being shot off inside of me multiplies, and Foxy starts to grunt. His small jabbing thrusts teasing my hole with his knot threatening to try and tear itself out, before slamming back inside. Every single jab from him slams his weighted sack into my own, the soft fur rubbing against my taint, and his larger sack knocking mine around. Foxy lets out the loudest grunt yet as he slams especially deep into me, his knot crashing into my prostate and forcing my own orgasm. My rod begins twitching as it sprays out a deposit onto my bedsheets, my tunnel starts clenching even tighter around Foxy as well. The constriction around him is the final straw he needs before I can feel him utterly drown my insides. His cum burning even hotter than his pre, shooting deeper and faster too. A deluge of his sperm flows through me, trying in vain to impregnate me as it all ends up in my stomach. It goes on for seconds, then minutes, soon enough Foxy collapses onto my back as he continues to mark me as his. Slowly the spray dies off, and I can feel an even bigger bulge in my stomach from last time. How will I even be able to explain this to people.

A yank coming from deep inside of me forces me onto my side as Foxy flops off of my back, pulling us into a spooning position. A very awkward one considering our size difference. "Mmhm, I love you Anon," is mumbled out from behind me. I can only let out a small "Yeah," in response to my Captain.