Hunny comes home...

Kendra, now Krystal, the Fox Bimbo (tm)'s ears twitched suddenly, perking up as a familiar scent curled into her flaring nostrils—him, her HUNNY IS HERE! The musky, slightly sweaty aroma of her nerdy boyfriend (who was sent here by his brother who claimed his dream girl lived here and she wanted him.) sent an electric jolt through her body, her pupils dilating into black, needy pools as her nose quivered as if she had the equivalent of catnip for foxes. A high-pitched whine escaped her throat, her tails puffing up in frantic excitement as she scrambled onto her bed, her digitigrade knees sinking into the plush comforter.

The scent was intoxicating—closer now—her fur stood on end, her four pairs of tits swaying heavily as she flopped onto her back, legs spreading wide in shameless invitation. Her pussy glistened, dripping slick arousal down her plush thighs, the musky perfume of her desperation thick in the air. Her tongue lolled out, panting as she clawed at her own breasts, squeezing the mommy milkers as they jiggled obscenely.

The door creaked open, and there he stood—her awkward, slightly chubby nerd of a boyfriend (according to her memories), his glasses fogging up slightly at the sight of her sprawled out like a bitch in heat. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his fingers tightening around the strap of his laptop bag.

Krystal’s entire body convulsed at the sight of him, her tails thrashing against the sheets as she arched her back, presenting her sopping wet slit with a **** wiggle of her hips. “FUCK! FUCK ME! NOW! NOW! NOW!” she shrieked, her voice breaking into a needy yip as her claws dug into the mattress, shredding the fabric in her frenzy.

He barely had time to drop his bag before she was on him, her powerful vulpine legs launching her across the room as she tackled him to the floor. Her muzzle pressed against his neck, her hot tongue lapping at his skin as she ground her dripping cunt against his thigh, her fur leaving sticky streaks against his pants.

“M-Miss—” he stammered, but she wasn’t listening, her brain too fried with lust to process anything but the **** need to be filled. Her paws fumbled at his belt, her claws snagging the fabric as she tore it open, her breath coming in ragged, whining pants.

“BREED ME! BREED ME! BREEEED MEEEE~!” Krystal’s voice shattered into a high-pitched, feral yowl as her claws finally ripped his pants open, the fabric tearing like wet paper under her **** strength. His cock sprang free, already half-hard just from the overwhelming scent of her arousal—thick, musky, dripping down her thighs as she rutted against him like an animal in heat.

Her pink muzzle latched onto his neck, sharp little fangs pricking his skin as she sucked messy, slobbery kisses into his flesh. “Mmmf! Mine! Miiiine!” she growled between panting whines, her hot breath puffing against his collarbone. One of her paws clamped around his shaft, her soft pink pads squeezing clumsily, her grip just tight enough to make him gasp. “Gimme! Gimme! Gotta have it—GOTTA HAVE IT NOW!” like a **** addict.

Before he could even blink, she was straddling him, her thick, fluffy thighs pinning his hips to the floor as her dripping slit hovered over his cock. Her tails thrashed wildly behind her, knocking over a nearby lamp with a loud crash—she didn’t even notice. All she could think about was the throbbing need between her legs, the way her pussy clenched around nothing, **** to be stuffed full.

“M-Miss, wait—!” he choked out, but she was already sinking down, her slick entrance swallowing him in one wet, squelching slide.

“A-AH! AH! AH! FUCK!” she screamed, her back arching violently as her cunt stretched around him, her inner walls fluttering in frantic pulses. Her top row of tits—those massive FF-cup mommy milkers—bounced wildly as she started riding him with no rhythm, just pure, mindless need. “SO BIG! SO GOOOOD! MMMF! MMMF! MMMF~!”

Her claws dug into his chest, tiny pinpricks of pain as she bounced on his lap, her fur sticking to both of them in a sweaty, tangled mess. Every time she slammed down, her lower rows of tits jiggled obscenely, the CC-cups at the very bottom nearly smacking against his stomach with how hard she was moving.

“Cum! Cum! Cum! CUUUUM!” she wailed, her voice cracking into a squeaky, airheaded shriek. Her pussy clenched like a vice, her walls spasming as her first orgasm ripped through her.

Her squealing, overstimulated cries filled the room as she kept slamming her hips down, her swollen clit grinding against his pelvis with every frantic bounce. Drool spilled from her open muzzle in thick, glistening strands as she panted, her pink tongue lolling out between sharp little fangs. The moment she felt his cock twitch inside her, her ears shot straight up—she knew that feeling.

“Mmmf! Mmmf! Gonna—gonna fill me? Gonna PUMP me FULL?” she yipped, her voice a breathy, airheaded whine descending into babbling as she OD'd on sexy time with her man. Without waiting for an answer, she lunged forward, her hot pink lips mashing against his in a sloppy, **** kiss. Her tongue shoved past his teeth, writhing against his in a wet, messy tangle as she fucked herself even harder on his cock, her tails thrashing wildly behind her.

The moment his cum erupted inside her, she let out a muffled scream against his mouth, her entire body locking up as her pussy squeezed him in a vice-like grip. Her walls pulsed around him, milking every last drop as if her dumb, pleasure-drunk brain understood on some primal level that this was exactly what her body was made for. Hot spurts flooded her depths, coating her greedy womb as her tails puffed up like bottle brushes, her fur standing on end from the sheer intensity of it.

She kissed him even deeper, her claws digging into his shoulders as she trembled through the mind-melting rush of being bred. Every egg inside her tingled, as if his seed was already sinking into them, claiming them, changing them. The thought made her moan like a bitch in heat, her tongue lashing against his as she swallowed his groans.

When she finally broke the kiss, a thick strand of saliva still connected their lips, stretching before snapping against her chin.

Her eyes widened—round, glossy, and utterly vacant—as she felt it. A deep, click inside her dumb little fox-brain, a primal snap of recognition as his cum flooded her womb. She froze mid-bounce, her tails stiffening like pink fireworks behind her.

"O-oh... ohhhh~!" she squealed, her voice pitching higher than ever as her paws flew to her belly. Her pussy squeezed around him, milking another thick spurt from his cock as if her body couldn’t help but beg for more.