Stella was next on the list.
Firefyr found her alone in a cool spot under a shady tree. She was lying on her side, apparently daydreaming, humming quietly to herself.
The fox had expected to find her and RJ together. This might work out better though, he thought. Saving RJ till last would be the best plan, as the raccoon was apt to be the most difficult to bamboozle.
"Hiya, orangepaws," Stella purred.
Firefyr hadn't realized he'd been spotted. "Oh! Um, hello, Stella."
"Were you spyin' on me just now?" she said with a grin.
"Gosh, no!"
She feigned disappointment. "Oh shoot."
Firefyr chuckled and padded over. "So, what happened to RJ?"
Stella murred and rolled onto her back, exposing her tummy to the sunlight. "I tired him out. He went off somewhere to recuperate." She turned her head to look him in the eye. "*I'm* not tired though..."
Arching an eyebrow suavely, the fox sidled up to her. "Really now?"
"Mmm hmm." Stella ran her dainty paws down her chest, brushing her tiny nipples, past her stomach and down her hips. She spread her legs slowly, showing that her sex was still moist and glistening. "I just don't know what's gotten into me today..."
"Would you mind if I did?" Firefyr quipped.
Stella lolled over and threw her arms around his neck. She pressed their muzzles together in a lazy, lusty kiss. "How's that for an answer, you big-penised thing you?"
The fox giggled. "Loud and clear."
Stella smiled warmly and turned over. She raised her gorgeous, bushy tail invitingly. "Well?"
Firefyr got an idea. "Actually, let's try something else."
"What did you have in mind?"
Firefyr stepped behind her and sat down with his back against the tree trunk. His bright pink maleness emerged from his snow-white sheath. "Come over here and sit on my lap."
"Oooh!" Stella liked the idea. She stood up and eagerly straddled the fox's hips, facing him. She looked down and nearly drooled. Firefyr was bigger than the other animals in the family in more ways than one. Stella touched her still-slick honeypot to the tip and cooed.
Firefyr put his paws under her arms. "You're so beautiful," he whispered.
She thanked him with a kiss just above his nose. Holding his paws in hers, she eased herself down onto him. Slowly. Stella liked 'em big, but this was very nearly too much for her. She was only about two-thirds Firefyr's size, so one can imagine how that related to what was going on down there.
Stella breathed slowly until Firefyr was snug inside her. She let herself relax, putting her weight on his lap. She hugged him and laid her head on his pillowy chestfur. She felt so full, she wondered if she could even move anymore.
"Comfortable?" Firefyr asked.
"_Very_," Stella replied. She shifted on his cock, wiggling it just a teensy bit deeper. "Tell me again how you like my smell," she asked.
He smiled and nuzzled her headfur. "I've probably told you a dozen times already!"
"I know," Stella said. "But it makes me happy. You spend so long being ashamed of something, and then find out you don't need to be... It feels nice to be reminded of that."
Firefyr kissed her forehead. "I like making you happy, Stella. You smell *magnificent*."
She murred.
"Your scent is like the finest perfume. I could bury my nose in your pretty fur and leave it there all day."
She giggled. "Silly fox."
"It's true!"
She looked up into his eyes. "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Stella reached around his chest and held him tighter. "Bounce me," she requested.
Firefyr held her tighter too and gave his hips a little thrust.
"Ooooooooooh!" Stella squealed. "Harder!"
Firefyr obeyed.
Stella felt that massive intruder slam into her like a jackhammer of love. "Again! Harder, dammit!"
Firefyr chuckled, kissed her, and started up a rhythm.
Ozzie knew quite well that when Stella was in the throes of passion, she would often lose herself and start cussing like a Tarantino movie. Firefyr had been a bit alarmed by this at first, but now he just blushed and folded his ears back.
"Sweet hot damn! Fuck me, you fuckin' fox! Oo, shit! Do that thang!"
Stella had her eyes shut tight. Firefyr nuzzled her lovely face. He kissed her nose, then lightly licked it. She turned her head towards his lips, as if knowing just what he wanted from her.
The power in the fox's thrusts was indescribable. Stella rubbed and caressed all up and down his sides, going crazy over the huge cock inside her. Her musk grew more intense. Firefyr loved it.
"That's right! You're doin' fine. God DAMN, that's good!"
Giggling at her sassy language, Firefyr opened his mouth and gently accepted her muzzle.
Not content to merely ride, Stella added her own 'oomph' to their thrusts, bouncing hard on her vulpine lover's lap.
Firefyr ever so gently traced his teeth through her fur, along her face, over her forehead. Over her ears now...
From inside his mouth, still she kept on. "Fuckety _hell_, you're good! You damn furry-ass fox! Ooo-wee! Harder, harder, harder!"
The fox obliged, slamming his hips into her like trying to break through concrete.
Stella loved every second. She screeched like a banshee. "Deeper!" she cried.
Firefyr banged her harder and began to swallow her shoulders...
"Deeper!" she howled again.
There wasn't much more Firefyr could do down there. He was already giving his all. But his jaws took in Stella's arms, pinning them to her sides.
She reached up inside and down his throat, her mind not really realizing what was happening but her body craving more and more of the sensation. "DEEPER!"
Firefyr was pumping at top speed. Soon he was down to her hips.
And then Stella surprised them both by crying out with lust, "EAT ME!"
Upon hearing that, Firefyr drove his jaws down over her so far he was almost in danger of swallowing himself. He came inside her like a fire extinguisher.
Stella knew somewhere in the back of her mind that she was inside a predator's throat, but she couldn't have cared less. As good as it felt, nothing else mattered. She felt the fox's cum splash hot inside her and soon she added her own.
Gravity did most of the rest of the work as Firefyr lifted his head and let Stella slide down all the way into his stomach. Her little feet tapped on his tongue and her tail tickled his nose. He collapsed against the tree bark, breathing hard.
"Wow," was all he could say.
When Stella's pleasure had ebbed enough for her to think again, her current location hit her fully. She sighed. "Oh well. I guess I did ask for it."
"Stella, that was absolutely incredible," Firefyr told her.
"Ditto, orangepaws. Now, you aren't planning on keeping me in here, right?"
He ran a paw over his taut belly, loving how the Stella-shaped bulge felt. "Well..."
"Oh come on!" She put a sexy, musical tone to her voice. "If you don't let me out, we won't be able to fu-u-uck again!"
Firefyr grinned knowingly. "Says you."
"What's that mean?"
"It means, Stella my delicious skunkie, that if you'll just trust me and stay in there a bit longer, things will turn out better than you could ever imagine."
"You... want me to just let you digest me?" she asked hesitantly.
"Exactly."
Oddly enough, the idea didn't frighten her nearly as much as she would've thought it would. It *did* feel rather delightful in here. "You're sure everything'll turn out okay?"
"I promise. Trust me. I'd never hurt you. Never ever."
Stella allowed herself to relax and get comfortable. "Okay then," she decided. "I don't know why. It's not like being eaten ever ends in any way other than the obvious one. But..." She yawned and laid her head on his soft tummyflesh. "...I do trust you."
"Glad to hear it." He patted his tummy. "Sweet dreams, Stella."
She murred as she felt herself begin to digest. "Nighty night, you crazy fox..." she said with a smile as she drifted off.