fox

Seems like Kiyoko's in a mood to take charge today. The kitsune wastes no time in bowling you over, tearing off your mail cuirass with her tails. Her slender arms have no chance of holding you down, but it's not her arms which are doing the brunt of the work. One by one, Kiyoko's heavenly, fluffy tails — well, by the looks of things they won't be fluffy for long — wrap about your limbs like tentacles, securing you in place.

"It's for your own safety. Or is it? Hee hee."

Kiyoko leans over you on all fours, an insanely happy smile scribbled all over her face. The kitsune's perky, delicate breasts jut downwards from her chest as they hang above you, capped with nipples engorged from sheer excitement. By now, Kiyoko's entire face has been overtaken by a weapons-grade blush that reaches all the way down into the tops of her breasts, and as you watch, she lets out a trembling sigh and giggles.

"Hee hee. Cock." One of her tails snakes over and gives your cock a light tickle, teasing your urethra. You can't help it — a needy little noise escapes your lips, and a large dollop of pre emerges from your tool. The sight, the smell, it's enough to snap the last strand of self-control which the playful fox mother still has. Letting out a delighted squeal, Kiyoko shifts her hips back and straddles you proper, planting her hands on your chest for support as you impale her on your ludicrously erect man-meat. With her atop you, you can't help but let your eyes be drawn to the swell of her midriff — the swell of the child you planted in her. Kiyoko notices you ogling her pregnancy, and that only encourages the slutty fox mother even more. Slick girl-juices run down your shaft as she envelopes you, fluffy fox ears instinctively flattening against her hair as small yips escape her lips.

Inch by inch, you sink into Kiyoko's womanhood; deeper and deeper, her ravenous baby-making hole devouring as much virile cock as it can get, forever unsated. Eventually, you bottom out inside the kitsune's seemingly endless depths, her stupefied, shit-eating grin growing wider and wider as her wet womanly walls squeeze and knead away at your manhood. No matter your proportions, she's always a perfect fit for you, her cunt designed to suck the semen out of cocks like yours.

"It feels so good," Kiyoko moans, panting like a wanton whore. "Finally, I can scratch that itch inside me."

Heh. You take it she likes this?

"It's cock," Kiyoko replies in a little sing-song voice. "Now fuck me stupid — no, fuck me stupid."

Considering that her tails have you tightly bound and pinned against the tatami mat that floors the sitting room, there's little else for you to do here. Summoning your strength, you push upwards, furiously grinding your balls against the kitsune mother's netherlips. Up and down, up and down; Kiyoko bounces along to the rhythm that you quickly set, sweat beginning to bead on her pale, tender skin. Her dainty breasts don't jiggle very much for lack of size, but the sheer force of your breeding does cause them to bounce a little. Unthinkingly, the fox mother's hands go to her lower belly, touching and petting, as if hoping to feel your manhood inside her. She probably is.

"Faster... faster!" Kiyoko squeals gleefully as you hammer your prick against the neck of her womb, cajoling her cervix into granting you entry to her kit carrier. "Fuck our baby bigger!"

Y-you're already going as fast as you can! Pumping and pounding with all your might, you withdraw just enough to gain the requisite momentum, then jerk your shaft upwards and into Kiyoko again. Wet, lewd noises resound through the sitting room as the two of you are lost in the moment of breeding; the fox mother's silken insides clenching and unclenching about your dick. She's a mother, all right... and determined to make you remember just how you made her that way.

Of course, your prick isn't the only part of you that's being tended to. Two of Kiyoko's fluffy tails have wormed their way to your nipples, teasing, tickling and stroking sensually at the tender nubs of flesh. Warmth blossoms in your chest, rich and comforting; it flows downward into the pit of your stomach, and from there, into your groin...

Without warning, Kiyoko's body convulses and tenses. Her entire form stiffens as she grips your sides with her thighs, your chest with her fingers, and your cock with her cunt; a deep shudder runs through the kitsune mother, shaking her from head to toe. Soaked in sweat, her long, flowing hair plastered to her body, Kiyoko grips you with a renewed urgency.

"Ehehe... I can feel it... my body is preparing itself to receive your energy." At this point, Kiyoko sounds more like a yipping fox than a person. "Our child... wants to feast on Papa's energy... wants to grow. Don't let our child down, Keon."

It's not as if you have any choice in the matter. Already poised on the edge of release, all it takes is a few more pulsating clenches from the kitsune mother's nethers to force your baby seed out of hiding.

There's nothing you can do about it. Events have been set in motion, and you can but lie back helplessly as your body takes on a life of its own in response to Kiyoko's demands. Letting loose a sharp cry, you thrust one final time, two balls slapping wetly against her hips, and let loose with everything you have. Large or small, Kiyoko's body is more than capable and willing to receive your load, and a look of intense, blithe satisfaction crosses the kitsune mother's face as you fill her with your seed. On your part, you can feel the energy leaving you, exhaustion settling upon your form as you willingly share the gift of your physical energy with Kiyoko.

Being stuffed with cock, cum and child all at once is too much for Kiyoko to bear. The kitsune mother lets out an animal cry of ecstasy, little more than a hopeless pregnant slut thanks to the flood of hormones dancing on her brain. Unable to form coherent words, Kiyoko just slobbers and whines like a foxy breeding whore, a drooling, open-mouthed look of ultimate contentment plastered all over her face.

Looks like you've quite literally fucked her stupid, if for a little while until her runaway libido finally subsides. Groaning softly, Kiyoko falls off your cock, landing on you, giving you no small number of affectionate licks with her little pink tongue before falling onto the floor by your side.

Kiyoko moans like the breeding slut that she is, your kitsune slut-wife's body very, very much aware of the sticky, loving gift that you've just planted within her baby bag. Eyes unfocused, face flushed, Kiyoko moans again, deeper and more passionate as she feels the strength of your physical essence begin to be absorbed by her womb. Her finely formed hands reach for the gentle swell of her slightly pregnant belly and begin to rub away shamelessly, her breasts heaving with each deep, shuddering breath she draws.

And then it begins. A third moan fills the air as the surface of Kiyoko's rounded tummy quivers and begins to push outwards, swelling up steadily; mother and child alike greedily feed on your gift of life-force, their bodies ripening in a matter of moments. Bigger and bigger Kiyoko swells, the curve of her belly rounding even further as her womb stretches to contain the rapidly growing kit inside of her; her pregnancy is unmistakable at this point, pushed well into the late second trimester as her belly button rises to the surface of her skin.

"O-ohhhhh..."

Your kitsune slut-wife continues to pant and whine, her face growing ever more flushed as hormones surge through her breeder's body. Her chest heaves as she gasps for air, in and out, in and out — and each time her breasts swell just a little, nipples stiffening and fattening as milk production surges to match the kit growing in her. It's only when Kiyoko approaches the six-month mark that the growth spurt slows and rapidly comes to a stop, leaving you with a very exhausted and equally exhilarated kitsune mother-to-be. Her hands clutch at her now much weightier womb, reveling in the sensation of maternal fullness before settling back with a sigh of contentment.