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EXPLICIT - A Fitting Punishment

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  1. “Naw, you’re kiddin’ me. Blue’d never do somethin’ like that!” A certain vulpine with purple fur and a pair of horns was busy with scrubbing down a small bar top at the moment. Across from her, a canine with tan fur, long pink hair, and a small blue highlight was sitting in one of the stools, nursing a can of soda.
  2. “Oh, ‘never’ my hind end. Orren, you know how he can get sometimes! He ended up taking Sypsie by the dick, and fucked him into next week! And I was waiting for him when I got home, too! Can you believe that I ended up walking in on Bluebri buried in my boyfriend’s hind end of all things?” The canine rubs her face for a moment, a bit of anger flaring behind her eyes.
  3. “Shiiiiet, Ely…” At that, the fox’s hand swipes away a bit of moisture from the bar top, the dark rag in her hand getting a bit more damp by the time she was through with it. The fox ends up turning her head for a moment or two towards the right. “Hey, Pine, c’mere for a sec’, would ya’?” At the fox’s words, a male deer with somewhat orange fur carrying a black bin filled with dishes and plates perks up from his spot on the other side of the room. He blinks for a moment, hefts up that bin, and starts to make his way towards the fox and the canine. “You aren’t gonna believe this shit.”
  4. “Believe what shit?” The deer raises a brow at the fox’s words for a moment or two before turning towards the canine… “...Oh god, what did Syps do?” The canine’s brows furrow at the deer’s words.
  5. “No, no, no, it’s not what Sypsie did, it’s what Bluebri did. The asshole decided to fuck my boyfriend’s ass like it was his to claim!” The deer’s face almost immediately starts glowing with a bit of crimson. “The nerve of him… Thankfully, Sypsie’s okay for the time being.”
  6. “Well, good, good… But the little cock stain’s gonna get an earful from me, and you know how I can get.” The fox simply crosses her arms for a moment, the rag in her hand left on the counter top for the time being. “In’ that right, Pine Tree?”
  7. “Oh, yeah, uh… he’s your boyfriend, isn’t he?” The canine girl’s eyes widen for a moment or two at the sound of that.
  8. “...Wait, shit, you two are dating, aren’t you?” The canine simply puts an elbow on the bar top, brings her hand up, and places her chin in her palm. “Anything I do to him is gonna piss you off, too.”
  9. “Ely, honey, c’mon now. You and I both know that he’s gonna get a royal ass-whooping for pullin’ this stunt.” The deer seems to tense up a bit at the fox’s words… He knew what she was like when she was angry.
  10. “I… guess so? Uh… just leave me out of it, would you please?”
  11. “It’s messed up, innit, Pine?”
  12. “I mean… yeah, sure? But… Isn’t that your business?” The deer ends up making his way around the bar, to clean up and scrub the dishes that were in that bin.
  13. “Well, o’course, but that don’t mean I can’t bring others into my business, yeah? ‘Sides, you and Blue have, uh… gotten acquainted in the past, right?” At the sound of that, the deer ends up fumbling with a plastic plate, causing it to clatter its way into the water in front of him.
  14. “GAH- uh… y-you said you wouldn’t bring it up again, didn’t you?”
  15. “Well, ah did, and now no one else knows. Right, Ely?” The fox quickly turns towards the canine, who quickly averts her gaze, her mouth curled up in a somewhat nervous smile.
  16. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, Orren. All I know is that Blue’s a jerk that needs to be taught a lesson.”
  17. “Yer’ damn right he is. And I might know just the thing to help with that.” The canine raises a brow at the sound of that, as does the deer. The fox, though, reaches into her pocket to pull out her phone. After unlocking it, she navigates her way through the apps before typing something in with both of her thumbs. A second later, she smiles, turns the phone around towards the canine, and stands there. “Feast yer’ eyes, li’l lady.” At that point, the canine leans forward to make sure she was seeing the fox’s screen as clearly as she could.
  18. “Uh… why are you on a dildo-maker’s website?” The canine girl raises a brow, while the deer’s cheeks go from “red” to absolutely “crimson”.
  19. “Well, I sure as hell know you’ve heard o’ “NaughtyDrake” stuff. They got this cool-ass custom orderin’ thing that they do if you want somethin’ they don’t have, you know?”
  20. “Al...right…? Where are you going with this?” The canine tilts her head for a moment, her pink locks dangling off the side of her head a bit more than usual.
  21. “I’m gonna fuck his ass so he won’t be able to walk for a week.” The deer off to the fox’s left suddenly covers his mouth before a small snort escapes him. It quickly turns to a mouth-covered laugh before the fox glances over. “Oh, you wanna laugh about it? Well, guess what, yer’ gonna help me with this.” The deer’s laughing abruptly stops, and he turns towards the fox.
  22. “H-Help you!? Huh?!”
  23. “Well, you wanna get ‘em back for what he did to you that night, don’cha?”
  24. “W-Well, yeah, but-”
  25. “Then yer gonna fuck ‘em with that monster in your pocket.” Almost immediately, the deer’s face becomes awash in crimson. The canine on the other side of the bar raises a brow at the sound of that. She opens her mouth to say something before the fox scrolls down the page on her phone. “Alright, so… hah! It’s gotta use pictures for reference if I wanna get somethin’ custom! Tell you what, I’ll be right back. Can you take over fer a bit, Pine Tree?”
  26. The deer blushes for a moment or two at the sound of that.
  27. “H-Hey, wait, wait, what about me!? If you’re getting a custom thing, why can’t I have one, too?”
  28. “Because, I only have enough in m’wallet fer m’self. You want your own, you buy your own.”
  29. “But-”
  30. “‘Sides, I think y’got enough on ya’ to get the job done, you know?” And like that, the fox quietly takes her phone in hand and heads towards the back room, leaving the canine and the deer up at the bar. The deer just stands there for a moment, trying to figure out what to do or say before the canine on the other side smiles.
  31. “...’Monster in your pocket’? What, are you holding out on me, Pine?” And like that, the deer simply drops the plate he was holding into the sink, and quickly turns around to see the selection of alcohol that was lining the back wall.
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  33. The fox, on the other hand, was busy with trying to figure out how to take a picture that could be good enough with her phone. Currently, she was in the ladies restroom with her camera app open, and was trying to think…
  34. “Awright, let’s see… Fuck, I could just whip it out right here and now, and I don’t think anyone would bat an eye.” She smiles for a moment before setting her phone down on the small kitchen counter. A second later, she reaches to her waistband, unbuttons her denim jeans, and unzips the zipper before reaching inside. There, she smiles as she grabs a hold of her member before quietly slipping it out and flopping it onto the semi-cold porcelain.
  35. “There we go… Now, where was I…?” She quickly snatches up her phone, and aims it towards her member for the moment. A second later, she presses the small icon on the middle-bottom of her screen before a bright flash fills the immediate area. After a second or two, a nicely-lighted picture of her member was on her phone’s screen. “There we go… Now to just send this in…”
  36. With a smile, she hefts her member and does her best to stuff it back into her pants before zipping and buttoning up herself once again. Once that’s done, she quietly navigates back to her browser, and presses the tab that says “CUSTOM ORDER” in bright green lettering. Once she’s there, she scrolls down and starts picking a few things from the various lists… Color, size, everything was there for the most part. When the fox gets to a text box at the bottom of the page, she smiles before tapping it to pull up her keyboard, and beginning to type away.
  37. “With more than… one… on each… side. There, that should do it.” And like that, the fox smiles before hitting the “submit” button right next to the text box. A second later, she enters in her credit card details before closing her phone. “That should do it… Ooooh, Bluey, you’re gonna get yer ass handed to you on a gilded platter.” She chuckles to herself for a moment or two before quietly making her way out of the restroom, her phone stuffed into her pocket. Outside, the deer and the canine were busy with their respective time-wasters - the deer with scrubbing and cleaning, and the canine with browsing her phone. Once the fox comes back in, the canine looks up.
  38. “Oh, you finally get everything figured out?”
  39. “Honey, you know it! Ordered, customized, and ready to go! Just gotta wait a few weeks for it to get here and all. You know how slow things can get around here sometimes, right?” The canine simply smiles a bit at that, her cheeks lightly flushed with pink.
  40. “I guess… If you’re sure about this, then how can I help?” The deer, who had been listening in on this entire situation, looks up from his scrubbing. His eyes were wide as one of the dinner plates he was trying to scrub.
  41. “W-Wait, you’re getting in on this, too!? Orren, c’mon!” At that, the fox simply starts chuckling.
  42. “Well, shiiiiiet, Ely! I didn’t think you’d be so forthcoming! Tell ya what, just make sure that Blue is out of’ th’ house on the day that toy comes in, yeah? I’ll text you when it’s about three days out so you know in advance. I’m gonna try and plan a date for ‘em, iffin’ y’ catch m’drift.” And like that, the fox simply looks to the deer. “You, Pine Tree, are gonna help me. Day of, I’m gonna text ya’ before things get too serious. You just meet me at my house, and we can git things sorted, huh?”
  43. The deer sighs at the sound of that.
  44. “Ugh, just… sure. Make sure it’s not when I’m in the shower, okay?”
  45. “Fine, fine, I’ll let you know all aforehand, and we can get you situated. Hehe…” The fox simply smiles for the time being, and starts to go about her business once again, cleaning and scrubbing things once more. The deer nervously lets out a sigh before going about his own business of bussing tables and cleaning seats.
  46. “Well, I’m gonna head on, Orren. You and Pine take it easy, okay? We’re still on for D&D this weekend, right?”
  47. “Course we are. Less it comes early, you know?”
  48. “Er… yeah. Anyway, text me if you need anything, ‘mkay?” And like that, the canine starts to head towards the front door, finding the exit a moment later… The fox, though, still had a smile on her face. Oh, she had plans in the coming weeks… good plans, indeed.
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  50. The sound of the fox’s phone going off meets her ears. A moment later, she sits up a bit straighter in her seat, opens her phone, and smiles - a new email had just made its way into her inbox. After typing in her code and opening her phone up, she navigates her way to her mail app, scrolls to the very top, and taps the small bar on the top of the list. The words “YOUR ORDER HAS SHIPPED” met her eyes before anything else, and soon enough, she looked down the various bits of information in that email…
  51. “Good… three days out. Yeah, I can deal with that. Hell, arriving by noon? Shiiiiet, not bad, mail service.” And like that, she presses the button on the bottom of her screen to get back to her other apps. After navigating her way to her messenger app, she quickly brings up a small group chat.
  52. ‘ely, pine, it’s shipping. expect it in three days.’ Send. It takes a moment or two before her phone dings again, telling her of a new message.
  53. ‘cool cool i’ll keep sypsie away from blue that day’ The fox raises a brow at the sight of the canine’s text. At least she answered. A moment later, another message pops up.
  54. ‘Okay. See you on the, uh… day of.’ The fox smiles a bit at the deer’s words. At least he has enough sense to use full sentences. She quickly takes her thumbs and types down another message.
  55. ‘okay, so, pine you make sure you’re available by 8-ish. it’s going to get her by noon, so you don’t have to worry about anything.’ Send.
  56. ‘Alright, I won’t be busy then, anyway.’ The fox smiles for a moment before navigating her way out of her messenger, and to the actual ‘phone’ function of her device. After a quick moment or two of dialing a string of numbers, she presses the picture on there to connect the call before pressing her phone to her ear.
  57.  
  58. BRRRRRRR… BRRRRRRR… K-CHK
  59.  
  60. “Hello, you’ve reached Adono’s. How may I help you?” The voice on the other end of the call sounded a bit more static-filled than she wanted, but it should get the job done.
  61. “Yes, hello, my name is Orren. I’d like to place a reservation for two, in three days time, iffin’ y’please. At a table, if possible.”
  62. “Of course, miss. Let’s see… Yes, we have a seat available on that day. What time were you wanting the reservation to be?”
  63. “Why, at around… six thirty, if that’s alright?” The fox smiles for a moment before looking off towards her closet on her right. Yeah, she had something to wear. She turns back to her phone a moment later.
  64. “Yes, miss… And, what name should I put the reservation under?”
  65. “Oh, Orren is fine. Thank you very much!” And like that, the fox quietly hangs up. With that done she opens her messenger app once again. With another smile, she quickly types up a message.
  66. ‘alright, got a reservation set at adono’s. set for 6:30.” Send. A moment later, messages ding their way into her phone.
  67. ‘okay orren ill keep him busy’
  68. ‘Gotcha. See you on the day of.’ And like that, the fox gets up from her chair, and makes her way over towards her closet, making sure that her phone was in her pocket before doing anything. After opening the doors to her closet, she smiles… Let’s see… yes, this dress should be good enough for then. Green’s her color, anyway. After quietly pulling out a flowing green dress from her line of clothing, she closes the door to her closet, and turns towards her mirror on her left. A small smile on her face is the only thing she gives before she hangs that dress off to the mirror itself, now being used as a hook for the time being.
  69. “Alright… now to get Bluey on that date… Shouldn’t be too hard, considerin’ what I’ve got with me.” The fox lets out a small sigh before pulling her phone out of her pocket once again, this time pulling up a picture of her boyfriend, a canine with light purple fur. A smile crept across her face at that point, her plan already starting to form in her mind.
  70.  
  71. “Orren, honey, where are we going?”
  72. “Oh, Bluey, don’t you worry, I’ve got somethin’ planned for you tonight. All you gotta do is just relax, and everythin’ will be alright, yeah?” The fox smiles for a moment or two before quietly ushering along her boyfriend, her purple-furred canine and object of her affection. “Bluebri, how d’you feel about havin’ dinner at Adono’s?”
  73. “That really fancy Greek place on the south side of town? I mean… it sounds good, if anything. Why, are you telling me that you booked a reservation there for tonight?” The canine, dressed in a rather nice-looking dress shirt and pants quietly sits beside the fox in her car, a smile of his own on his face. “Because if you did, then I know you’re just a tease, hehe…” He smiles and sinks into his seat a little bit more before letting out a sigh. The fox simply keeps her hands on the wheel, and continues to drive along as best she can.
  74. Before long, the car stops in the parking lot of a rather ornate-looking building. After both the fox and the canine climb their way out of the car, the fox smiles before pressing a button on her key, the lights on the car itself blink to let her know that it’s locked. With that, the two of them start to head towards the front doors of that place. Almost immediately, the smells of delicious food and a few loud and rowdy voices meet their senses. The canine raises a brow towards the fox, but otherwise doesn’t say a word.
  75. “Well, honey, I hope y’like Greek food, ‘cause that’s what we’re havin’ tonight.” The fox’s smile stays plastered on her face before the canine heads in. She follows behind for the time being before being led to their table. In no time, a horse with brown fur and a smile on his face makes his way up to the table.
  76. “Good evening, my name is Antonio, and I’ll be your server this evening. Can I interest you two in some drinks, or…?” The fox immediately closes her menu, and hands it towards the server.
  77. “I’ll have a water and a kebab plate, please. And, um… whatever he’s having, please.” She gives the horse a small smile before turning to the canine, who closes his menu as well.
  78. “Well, I suppose I’ll have the same, then. Whatever she’s having must be good, right? Ehehehe…” The canine smiles and hands his menu to the horse, who, after taking it, continues to write things down in his pad of paper. A moment later, he smiles, looks up, and tucks those menus under his arm.
  79. “Right, well, I’ll be back soon with your drinks. Please make sure to sit tight, alright?” He smiles, and starts to head back towards the back. Almost immediately after that happens, the canine leans in a bit.
  80. “You really wanted to have Greek for dinner? I mean… I don’t blame you, but don’t think this is a little bit much, Orren?” The fox simply smiles, and folds her hands on top of the table.
  81. “Honey, don’t you worry about it. ‘Sides, I think you’ll be fine with knowin’ that I’ve got a surprise lined up for ya’ when we get home, you know? So, just relax, sit back, and enjoy yerself tonight, ‘mkay?” She smiles for a moment before sitting back in her seat and letting out a sigh. The canine’s brow raises a bit at the sound of that…
  82. “A surprise…? Well… I don’t think it should be something bad, right? After all, you always plan the best things, don’t you?” He chuckles for a moment before the horse comes back with a pair of glasses filled to the brim with ice and water, as well as a small basket with a few good stacks of pita bread and a white sauce.
  83. “Alllright, so, water for you and you, and some pita bread and garlic sauce to share. Your food should be out soon. If you could, please wait as warmly as you can. If you need anything, just ask for it, okay?” And like that, the horse quickly makes his leave to one of the other tables in his area. A second later, the fox leans in once again.
  84. “Anyway, the surprise is somethin’ y’gotta agree to. You in or naw, Bluey?” She sits there, a smile on her face, before reaching over and grabbing a small bit of pita bread. The canine simply sits there for a moment, a smirk of his own plastered on his face.
  85. “If that’s alright, then sure, I can work with that, honey. Now, a toast to us, hm?” He reaches for his glass of water, and holds it towards the fox for a moment. She replies in kind, and quietly clinks her glass against his before taking a sip of that cool and refreshing beverage.
  86. “Right… t’us, Bluebri.”
  87.  
  88. The canine lets out a sigh before patting his gut, his plate now completely empty aside from the small garnishments that were keeping his food from touching the plate. The fox leans back and lets out a sigh of her own after quietly placing a small skewer on the plate. Both of them looked to be full of food. The canine speaks first.
  89. “Now that, Orren, was absolutely delicious.” He quietly takes his napkin off of his lap, and folds it as nicely as he can before setting it off to the side of his plate. The fox does the same, a small smirk on her face.
  90. “No arguments here, Blue. Now, I’ve already paid, so, uh… wanna get the hell outta here?” She smiles for a moment before quietly reaching across the table for the canine’s hand. He takes hers in his own before the both of them stand up from their seats, push their chairs in, and start to make their way to the entrance. In no time, the two of them make their way to the fox’s car, and the two of them speed their way towards home.
  91. “Phew… thank you, Orren, for an amazing night. I don’t think I’ve ever eaten as much kebab as I have tonight, so I think I’ll be happy for a little while.”
  92. “Why, of course, Bluey. Besides, I think you’re gonna be a little bit happier when we get home, you know?” And like that, the fox quietly pulls her car into her parking spot. She turns the key to “off”, pulls it out, and unbuckles herself before opening her door and stepping out. The canine does the same in terms of unbuckling and out-going, and decides to make her way around to the fox. The fox, though, simply meets him halfway, and plants a small kiss onto his forehead.
  93. “Besides… why don’t you come to my room for your… surprise, hm?” And like that, the fox grabs the canine’s hand, and leads him through the door, into her humble abode. Once the two of them are inside, the fox quickly scoops the canien up by the legs, and starts carry-falling her way towards her room. The canine, the entire time, is just giggling and smiling. Once the two of them are in the fox’s room, she places him onto her bed.
  94. “Hah… alright, now… you get yourself comfortable, ‘mkay? I’m gonna go change into somethin’ that’s a bit more, ah… my style, ‘mkay?” And like that, the fox quietly starts her way out of her room, and towards the small bathroom. That is, not before grabbing a small box on her way there. The canine simply does as asked, and starts to make himself comfortable by stripping himself of his clothing. Off comes the shirt and pants, and over there on the side of the room they go in a crumpled mess. With that done, he quietly lays on the bed, his knotted member quietly poking its way out from his sheath.
  95. The fox, on the other hand, was doing her best to get herself undressed as quickly as she can. After all, she still had to make herself look somewhat presentable while enacting her plan, right? So, with her clothing quickly discarded and her bathrobe on her form, she quickly opens the box she brought with her, and pulls out a large blue tube of rubber with a number of bulges pressing themselves outward from its form. She smiles and starts to tug and pull it onto her member, only wincing every now and then from not having done something like this before…
  96. In no time, she does her best to cover herself up with her robe before making her way towards her room.
  97. “Oh, Bluebri~? Do me a favor, would y’please?” She makes her way to the doorway and smiles. The canine’s ears perk up for a moment before he looks to the fox, his smirk a mile wide on his face. All at once, the fox grabs the edges of her robe, and pulls them away, revealing every bit of her form.
  98. “Spread ‘em.” The fox plants a devilish smile on her face before making her way towards the bed. The canine’s smile, though, has disappeared and has been replaced with a look of disbelief.
  99. “W-What is that? Orren? What is that on your cock?”
  100. “Bluebri, didn’t you hear me before? This is your surprise! Now, spread those cheeks, or I’m gonna spread them for you.” And like that, the canine’s eyes widen before he lays his back onto the soft cushions of the fox’s bed. The fox, who, after grabbing a small bottle of lubricant from one of her shelves and spread the clear fluid onto her rubber-coated member, has made her way onto her bed.
  101. “H-H-Hey, uh… Orren, I dunno about this. Can’t we just have something slow and low?” The fox quickly grabs the canine’s legs, and places them onto her shoulders before lining up her member.
  102. “Honey, lemme tell you somethin’... This one’s fer’ Sypsie.” And like that, she slams her member into the canine’s hole, causing a sharp yowl to escape his lips!
  103. “HAH~!!!” The canine’s eyes widen as wide as dinner plates before he throws his head back against the sheet-covered pillows. The fox wastes no time, though, and quickly starts to pull out of the canine’s rear end until only her flared tip was the last thing in there. A second later, she thrusts her hips into his tush once again, this time going deeper than the last! In and out, more and more with each thrust meets the canine’s senses. In no time, though, his eyes roll back and he starts to tense up.
  104. “Aww… rrf… gonna… start cummin’… hn… Bluebri? Good, ‘cause… gh… I’m not… lettin’ up… hah… until you can’t walk. Y’got that?” The canine, though, just lays there, a shaky low moan escaping him from all the stimulation. The fox continues on with a smile on her face, increasing her pace and causing all of the bumps and ridges to cause her boyfriend’s hole to expand and contract over and over again.
  105. Suddenly, though, the feeling of something hot and wet splattering its way onto her chin causes her to close her eye. She looks down just enough to see the canine let out a shivering moan with his cock spurting out pearly white seed…
  106. “Rff… good, that’s one. Nine hundred and ninety nine to go. Hehe…” And like that, she fox starts to redouble her efforts, all but slamming her member into the canine’s twitching ring! He was basically gone from this point on, anyway, wasn’t he…? Nevertheless, she could have a little fun with him before things start to happen. She reaches towards the small side table, and picks up her phone, quickly unlocking it and making her way to her messenger app.
  107. ‘pine tree.’ Send. ‘pine tree get over here.’ Send. A moment or two passes, each second feeling like eternity with how hard she was stuffing her boyfriend. A small “ding!” sound meets her ears, though, bringing her attention back to her phone.
  108. ‘On my way.’ Good, now she could focus on one thing at a time.
  109.  
  110. The deer was simply sitting on his bed when he got the text message. “Pine Tree”... he didn’t like the name much, but it fit. Either way, he quickly gathers his things, and starts to head over towards the fox’s abode. When he gets there, he’s greeted by a dark green door. After shaking his head and making his way through, the thing that grabs his attention were the sounds coming from the other room.
  111.  
  112. “PAP PAP PAP PAP PAP PAP”
  113.  
  114. He shudders for a moment before making his way towards the source of those noises.
  115. “Uh… Orren? Orren, you here?” He starts to walk towards through the halls as best he can, the sounds getting louder with each step he takes.
  116. “Pine Tree, get in here and teach this boy a lesson, will ya’?” That was definitely the fox’s voice, wasn’t it? He lets out a small sigh before making his way in, only to be greeted by the fox’s dark purple back-fluff. He blinks at the sight, and hesitates only a moment or two before speaking.
  117. “O...Orren?”
  118. “Pine, I said get your log of a cock over here, and fill this dog’s mouth.” All at once, the deer quickly makes his way in, and starts undressing, his eyes still as wide as before. For a moment, he glances to the fox… then to the canine the fox was stuffing. Yeah, this was happening.
  119. “Wow… I… I missed a lot, didn’t I?”
  120. “PINE!”
  121. “R-Right, sorry, sorry.” And like that, the deer’s clothing comes off, and his member twitches itself to verticality. After a moment or two of making sure he knew what he was doing, he makes his way over to the other side of the bed, grabs a hold of the canine’s own head, and presses his tip against his lips. All at once, though, a good portion of his own length disappears as the fox slams into the canine’s hind end. She ends up pushing him as best she can onto the deer’s member, causing a good half of his length to disappear down the canine’s throat.
  122. “Hnn… there we go…” He looks up towards the fox for a moment, and blushes as brightly as he can, his own member twitching at the thought of the entire situation. As if on cue, though, the canine’s member throbs, and launches a jet of pearly white cum onto the fox’s chest once again. “H-how long have you been at this, even?”
  123. “‘Bout… an hour, give or take.”
  124. “W...What-”
  125. “Pine, I swear, if you don’t make his gut grow with that spunk o’ yours, I’m gonna take this cock outta his ass and fill yours.” And like that, the deer nods, looks down, and starts pumping his length in and out of the canine’s throat, each pass sending sparks and shivers up his spine…
  126. “Gff… fffffuck… gonna…” The fox’s eyes start to close for a moment or two, her member starting to twitch and throb against the rubber-lined sleeve on her length. She looks up to the deer for a moment or two. “Pine, you… hah… gettin’ close already?” The only response she gets from the deer, though, is a nod and a few more thrusts before he quickly bottoms himself out once again. The fox simply smiles and slams as hard as she can into the canine’s hind end, his own sounds having dribbled to a slow and low moan a while ago.
  127. Thick, glowing blue, searing hot cum rockets out of the fox’s member, each spurt looking like it could fill anything that was set before it. The deer’s eyes close as his own member spurts his pearly white fluid down the canine’s throat. Each spurt of his causing a visible bulge to form down the canine’s neck-line before disappearing into his rapidly-expanding gut. Before long, though, the deer pulls himself free from the canine’s air hole. A gasp fills the canine’s lungs before simply laying there on the fluid-soaked bed.
  128. “Hah… hah… legs… numb… Orren…? Hah… gonna… power nap…” The canine speaks as best he can before flopping his head off to the side of the bed. The fox, though, simply sits there for a moment, sweat dripping off of her face.
  129. “Hnn… hah… thanks, Pine… f...for helping me take… care of… Blue for the evening… Stay the night, gonna… make pancakes… tomorugh...…” And like that she flops over to the side of the bed next to the canine. She breathes like she just ran a marathon, and before long both the canine and the fox’s eyes drift close… The deer blinks for a moment or two before quietly gathering his things, and heading towards the bathroom to clean up.
  130.  
  131. “P-Please? This is getting kind of uncomfortable.”
  132. “Yeah? Well, how d’you think Sypsie felt with you torturin’ him all day?” The fox was currently sitting at the dining room table with the canine on her lap. The canine, though, doesn’t seem too pleased about this situation.
  133. “I-I get it, I get it, Syps was uncomfortable with the teasing! Now please get your cock out of me?” True to the canine’s word, the fox’s rubber-covered and multi-knotted length was buried deep within the canine’s bloated gut, his legs splayed out to either side of the fox’s lap.
  134. “Honey, when are you gonna learn yer’ lesson, anyway? Just write the damn apology, then I can get me outta ya’. Simple, yeah?”
  135. “But-”
  136. “Simple, right, Bluebri?” The fox simply glares at the canine before he lets out a sigh…
  137. “F...Fine. Yes, ma’am…” And like that, he quietly picks up a small pen from the table top, and holds it above a piece of white printer-paper… At which point, the fox presses her hands to the canine’s shoulders, and presses down onto her length.
  138. “HnnNNNGAH~~!!” Spurts of white splatter the underside of the table for a moment or two before the canine quickly gets to writing. In no time, though, he folds the piece of paper up, and places it onto the table before placing the pen on top of it. No need for it to open right now, anyway.
  139. “Good… Now, I’m gonna put you on my couch, and you’re gonna sit there until I get back, do you understand me?”
  140. “Ugh… I don’t understand why you have to do-” And she places her hands onto the canine’s shoulders once again. He quickly closes his mouth after that, and simply looks towards the table. All at once, the fox quickly grabs a hold of the canine’s ribs, and pulls him upwards, each blue bulge of rubber stretching the canine’s hole on either side before he comes free. With his hole twitching and gaping from the experience he had the entire night, the fox quickly brings him over towards the nearby couch.
  141. “Now, iffin’ I find that you’ve moved from this spot by the time I get back, yer only gonna make it worse, y’understand?”
  142. “Nnn… yes, ma’am…”
  143. “Good. Now, iffin’ y’ pardon me, I’m gonna go deliver this letter.” And like that, the fox quickly heads to her room, pulls on a pair of sweatpants, and starts towards the front door.
  144.  
  145. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
  146.  
  147. The sound of someone rapping their knuckles on the front door meets a canine’s ears. After pulling on a pair of “boy shorts” style underwear, the female quickly makes her way towards the front door. After making sure that her long pink locks didn’t look too bad this morning, she opens the door.
  148. “Good morning, who is… Orren! Oh, good morning! Please, come inside, come inside!” True to the canine girl’s words, the fox is standing at the front door, her eyes somewhat squinted from the light outside. With a smile on her face and not a word leaving her lips, she makes her way into the canine’s home…
  149. In another room, though, a certain mutt was busy with trying to rest comfortably in bed. He had spent the night prior to make sure that everything was going well with his… complications, one would say. At the moment, he was resting in bed, garmentless and covered by blankets. A moment later, though, the pink-haired canine comes in with a smile on her face.
  150. “Uhn… good morning, Ely…”
  151. “Morning Sypsie! Orren was here for a bit, and wanted to bring you something!” On cue, though, the canine holds out a small piece of white paper towards the mutt. He quietly takes with a confused look on his face, and flips it open…
  152. “‘D-Dear Syps… I’m sorry for all the trouble I put you through while you were waiting for Ely. I only meant fun, but it is clear to me that I have done you wrong…’” He looks up towards the canine for a moment or two before continuing on. “‘I write you this apology to make sure that I mean no ill will to you. I sincerely apologise for how I have treated you within the past few weeks. I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me?’ E-Ely, what is this…?” He looks to the canine girl once again, his brows furrowed in confusion.
  153. “Weeeeell, from what I understand, it’s an apology from Bluebri!”
  154. “...I-I-If that’s the case, then why couldn’t he give me his apology himself…?” He looks down to the letter for a moment or two more before the canine girl’s voice meets his senses.
  155. “From what Orren told me, uh… apparently she’s ‘keeping Blue for the time being’ to, uh… ‘teach him a lesson’ or something? I don’t know, really… I’ll have to talk to her later, I think…” At that point, the canine simply sits on the mutt’s bed, and smiles before rubbing the mutt’s leg.
  156. “Oh… well… at least he’s considerate. I’ll talk to him later, too. For now, though, uh… I think I need more sleep…” And like that, the mutt flops onto his back in the canine’s bed, and promptly closes his eyes, the canine girl scooting herself as close as she can to her boyfriend before laying down, and closing her eyes as well…
  157. “Hehe… good… now we can put all of this behind us for the time being…”
  158. “...I didn’t even think much was wrong, even… He’ll be okay after I explain things, I thinkkksss…” And like that, the mutt drifts off to sleep once more.
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