Here is Chapter 16 and boy it was a dose. The next chapter is going to be not the last but a temporary quickie pause to work on my other stories which I already am doing. Three teaser art, three website is going to be upload within this month for the art work of Forgiveness and will notify either chapter or post on my profile, you are going to love it.
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[Location]
"Speech"
"Thought"
(POV)
Chapter Sixteen: Take Me To A Place Without No Name.
[Laverre City]
(Annie)
Catherine and Estella told us they are going back to Estella's Condo to pick up a few things before we leave for another ladies night at the club, again. I clean up the mess made by Minx's indulge eating and unquestionably, the puked in the upstairs bathroom. Minx takes her medication she supposed to take every day since that night.
"Incest, she had to cross that line, blood or no blood. Poor Drakey, for him against the lustful adoptive mother like Minx, he couldn't stand a chance. God cannot give me a break, wish my brother was still here.
I sat down the living room couch and went through my purse for my phone to call my boss. Upon checking, dawns an old picture of me and Minx in her Braixen form, holding baby Drake in her white furry arms, it's the day when he was born. Not ever in my life seen a person smile so bright before and so happy, Minx smiles.
I smile, and another photo his first real clothes and crawling towards my arms, which is the last day before she gone took him away and then never saw them for almost five years. He has change so much, too fast and too old to need me or Minx in his life. We knew the day, either from the truth or one of us snapped.
I stop smiling.
Wish I had more part of Drake's life for his first five years. But his previous five years I had to just watch in small glimpses from afar and in secrets he and I don't quite recognize yet. For the sake of our family, not a perfect one by standard but a family that we only have, and again wish Marcus was still here including Minx.
Drake just simply vanished, poof just like that. Our part of our family is gone and never saw it coming or Calion returning and final resting.
"God bless Marcus soul; please make sure Drake is alright and well."
Drake would've love Minx and Marcus kids, he love to know he had once the brothers and sisters, he never knew. They would love him too, if it weren't…..the bounty.
"God bless their souls, too young. Too young.mGod forgive our sins, what will become of us if Drake finds out?"
Me and Minx are constantly worry after the day Drake ran away, as you can imagine life for us from that day was hard on us. I do not think I slept well for those days. They say for some when something happens like this it breaks them up, but for Minx and I bought us closer together, long time since his sixth birthday.
We started sleeping in shifts so one of us would be awake to listen and look for any sign of Drake coming back and as you can imagine, we kept a very close eye on the road, Lumiose City and Routes at work or when we go out. The days turned to weeks while we thought of him probably every hour, still our life was starting to return seemly normal. Not quite sure about Minx. I was the calm one, but felt though deep inside that something terrible had happened to him and he would never be seen again. Minx felt that twofold than me and more emotion loss, since she is his mother.
I went to check on Minx bedroom and she was gone. I look all over the place to find Minx and she stood in the backyard, chewing a twig to the last centimeter and took out her cigarette from her purse. The wind blew her red hair across her face, making it hard for her to look at.
I stared at the floor for some time, watching the ash fall from the cigarette, then blown away by the wind.
"Drakey, I need to know how she is able to have sex with you. How and why?"
I knocked. Minx looked at me and smirked as she stubbed out the cigarette. She rolled her tongue bar against her teeth and sighed. Looking through the cigarette smoke at her, she was wearing a long white blouse and brown skirt. The cold doesn't bother, something else does. With a deep breath she flicked the cigarette into the ground. I walked through the door and turned around to gently shut it behind me. I was both excited and nervous to ask her a question, not like last time because she was a bit loony.
"Why do I want to do this again? And why do I feel so awkward around her?"
"How are you doing?", I asked her.
"Alright, glad for something to do today..."
"Ah looking forward to a good time then?"
"Of course.", she said.
"Of course?"
"Minx, what the fuck was that, you almost gave me a heart attack! Cheese can spray? I thought it was a gun! Commit suicide and almost called!", I exclaimed.
"Well I was trying to keep up appearances; we wouldn't want the others becoming suspicious now would we? Oh! Mmm!", Minx said in a bad-mannered voice.
"I don't want to spend the whole afternoon fucking us.", I said in a deep voice resonated in my chest.
"Then go back to Annie, you over stay your welcome.", she said and look back to the backyard.
Minx never grown to forgiven Drake action, or for herself to speak. She seemed to believe that regardless of who did what it were, always somehow her actions that invited the disagreement. It never made much sense to me, but at some point I stopped questioning it and choose not to accepted her reasoning and her apologies at face value.
I learned quickly enough that her guilt extended to my actions as well, such a small world.
"She might hate for this."
"Minx?", I said and she still look at the backyard.
"Do you remember when Drake was five and the time I visit this house you moved in, he was so excited not the house, but me his Aunt Leavanny. What a sweet little boy Drake was, all active and always wants to hug me, a bug like me. A lot of kids his age are scared but him all he sees his Aunty then a bug and the same way he looks at you, his mommy."
"I remember.", she giggles.
"I never forget every moment me and my son share, and never will. Remember the time he wanted new clothes for his time in preschool and you knitted one and turn out to be too big, heh. He looks like Swadloon.", she said and her giggle are very little.
I giggle and replied, "Remember when he was crawling from six months and walking from about seventh months. Your baby will do it when he is interested enough. Don't worry about what other babies are doing, I said to you when you keep having panic attacks."
"My baby is just barely seven months and he has been trying to crawl but hasn't gotten anywhere yet, hehehhahahah. Drake just beginning to sit alone for a few minutes, before falling over. You laugh and I cried a bit because he might've hurt himself. He was ok and ran to my furry arms.", she says sluggishly.
"Remember the time Drake started to speak, the words and sound he make my heart radiance and yours too. Funny because you at that time know little English, but I did."
She giggles, I giggle.
"I taught and of course taught you. I do think once he started doing goo goo gaa gaa stuff he would start doing the m's a lot, then I taught you to started saying mama to him and he would just watch your lips and stare at me and you said random stuff. For instance, he looks in the mirror and says similar to, hi baby. But he also does a lot of jabbering that we do not understand. That doesn't mean he isn't talking, though! His words are becoming more like our words all the time."
We laugh and giggle.
"Do you remember his first words are?"
"I am a little worried. Drake should definitely have one word by now and the fact that he used to say Mama and now doesn't is troubling as well."
Minx starts to tear up and sigh, "Drake was about eight months old. We were wearing a towel and finish our bath and sitting in his crib. He started babbling and yelling towards me. I turned around and smiled at him...huff."
She shook her head, "I smiled back, lick him, he giggles and said one word, a human word I know dearly, mama. I cried very hard for a couple of minutes, picked him up and held him tight. Sounds cheesy but it were the most overwhelming moment. I will never forget it."
"Me too, you ran to me and told me. I got so excited I told him good boy and clapped and I think I scared him, Drake had no idea what was so exciting."
Minx let out a small fox whimper of despair, she put face in her paws tears flowing and replies, "Then he was starting to have nightmares and ran quickly as my bipedal legs can go and hold him as he slowly stop crying and he said..oh god Oh god...M…mm..Mom..Mommy…Mommy…..Mommy….Mommy it hurts. Make the fire monster go away."
"What did you say after he said that?"
"I'm here sweety, mommy will always be here and never leave my son. He smiled and said mama to me. Where...wh...where is he? Where is my baby Annie? Where is my sweety gone too?"
"Too far."
Drake isn't coming back from on his journey and will continue on of being a Trainer. This was the longest Drake and Minx had been apart. Minx didn't realize how much she would miss him when he went away to. She broken and only the pills can hold her up this far, perhaps there is one thing that might help.
"We have a good mother and son relationship and we've developed an even closer relationship over the years with each of us helping the other through our grief, despair, and depression. Where is he Annie."
"Minx he ran away."
"Why?", said in distressed.
"What happen? You're his mother for thirteen years and next, Incest. How? No matter….no matter you raise Drake as an innocent baby; we raise him like a family since he has none."
"Drake has us! What mor.."
"Drake used to have his real parents, Dave and Casey!", interrupted her.
"Annie please, please stop yelling. You know they wanted to kill him…I HAD TO KILL THEM! I KILLED THEM….I KILLED THEM…I-I K-KILLED THEM-M"
My breathing became heavy and continue, "You did, Drake holding him in our arms, crawling to walking, teaching him the necessary human things, and what, he ran away! How? Don't bullshit me about the heat, I seen you fight it many times."
"I do not know. It just did.", Minx says her bullshit.
"No. How?"
"I don't know."
"How?"
Her long ears went up like a rocket, tail frizzing including her maw and her eyes watching me closely, is otherwise obviously, "Annie don't you dare go there."
I continue, "How?"
"I'm warning you."
"By what means you had to do this again!"
"Ghaaa!". she grips my neck hard, but she let go and taking out her wooden staff from her sleeve.
"Delphox!" "Get back Annie."
"Leavanny Lea Vanny." "Minx recall I am more powerful than you, and remember what happen last time we fought."
"Del!", she shoots a shadow ball at me and slice her attack with leaf blade. My pincer forms into a glowing green stretched out kitchen like sword.
She took out her white staff from her sleeves and form into a shimmering bone club.
"That move, Marcus's signature move. She had known all these years?"
"Delphox!" "Stop talking!", Minx toss her bone club at me, countering but it flew off into the air spinning and went back to Minx and she form it into a sword like mine.
Then we moved close then started a sword fight with our blade. In the beginning, it was a bit agonizing since I taught her this, but battle became ruthless. We simulated our combat, pushing our blades against each other, rubbing and hitting against each other, till we just clangs with great force, spurting verve up to each other.
Minx suddenly pushes me back and tosses her sword into the air, flying around agitation.
"Bonemerang, great his other signature moves."
Minx stood there manipulating her bonemerange with her wooden staff, I barely keep up blocking with my leaf blade. Whether alerted by the sound, a flash of movement in my exterior vision, or pure intuition. I unsheathed my other pincer into a leaf blade in form to a dagger and hit her attack forcing it to another direction.
Suddenly, Minx dashed towards me with great speed, and attacks we trade. Neither me nor Minx gave up as we was taking our strikes. The battle lasted for what seemed like an eternity, as we were becoming exhausted from the fight. As one last attempt I aimed to jab Minx in the stomach. From my past battles, I learned to dodge this and countered her attack with several blows to the chest, knocking her down in an instant.
I leapt at Minx, concentrating my energy to my sword and dagger leaf blade together and unleashing into an x shape to form x-scissor directly striking her, but her bonemerange approached into her paw and block my attack.
"Levan Leavanny!" "Minx stop it, stop avoiding my question!"
No choice to focusing all I have left, together my sword and dagger leaf blade shimmering as I scrape them into an orb.
"Leavanny!" "Solarbeam!"
Quickly Minx alteration her bonemerange back to the staff, it sparks multi-colored.
"Delphox!" "Signal beam!"
Our beam crashes, pushing each other for submission. Right now it's all about endurance and not about power. My light green energy catalysts her colorful fluctuation energy, could tell she can't last long due to she holds both paw at her white staff. Flickers fluttered from our beams and luck was has it; the full moon light hits me.
"Lea!" "Moonlight!", said canceling my solarbeam and captivates the moon energy, healing me at the same time taking in Minx signal beam.
"Owy, going to feel this in the morning."
Minx halts her signal beam and clear-fell to her knees holding her stomach. I help her to the house and into the couch, "Minx. You're not supposed to want to sex your son. I need to know."
"You need to know what?", she said in sluggish tone.
"Have you ever thought Drake in that way?"
She replied, "In what way? You mean sexually?"
"Yeah."
"Certainly not," she said pulling herself up. "I'm Drake's mother and you're his Aunty of my child, my baby boy. I'm the one who changed your shitty diapers."
"Last time."
"Let it out Minx, let it out."
"You remember the day you stop breastfeeding Drake and you didn't stop breast feeding him until he was five-years-old Minx.", I said with a teasing joke and she laughs too.
"I think about Drake a lot. I dream about him too. I have sexual fantasies about it," she said.
"There's nothing wrong with that. It's healthy for a man your age to have-", I was having a difficult time reading her, couldn't have a clue. A good sign, she didn't leave to her room crying. She was still sitting there on this couch and she wasn't angry by my question."
"Why your son?", I question in a low, far away voice.
"There's no one that I'd like to have sex with than with him."
"Drakes love you too Minx only not in that way.", I said with an understanding smile.
"Mother and son can't have sex."
"Why not?"
"Because that's incest and incest is-", I couldn't even finish that sentence.
"I don't see what's wrong with two people exploring their feelings and their bodies just because they're related by blood or not. It makes no sense. If anything, an incestuous relationship between a mother and her son would be more-"
I smack her, she didn't react and babbles on and again I smack her.
"Don't.", she said putting her white staff at me, I hug her throwing away the staff.
"Minx let it out, its ok. Pills are one thing, but how can you forgive yourself if you can't forgive. Pretend I am Drake."
"Why should I do that?", she said as I tie her hair into a pony tail.
I answered, "When he returns, be ready to tell him everything incase he doesn't find out."
"Everything?"
"Everything."
"I can't go there.", she said and finish her pony tail.
I smack her face, "Minx. I'm doing this because I love you, you're sad because your son left you but I'm not going anywhere for a long, long time. You don't have felt that you need to make yourself alright for me to know how much you are in pain."
Minx breathe in some air, "I'm always thinking about you, Drake!"
"Must fight the urge to hit her and must let her let it out. This is going to hurt more than she did physically."
"Every mother wants to have sex with their son.", she said with an uncomfortable laugh.
"You just have too many hormones raging through your body and too much time on your hands. Once one day you go to college, you'll be too busy to give your old mother another thought, sexual or otherwise.", she said with a nervous laugh mixed with melancholy.
I gave her a some medication, and she suddenly swallow the pills said, "I have a fantasy, one I can't get out of my mind. I would love to see you having sex with me, I know I'm not your mother and I'd love to be you in me!"
She refuses to take anti-depressant bipolar medication the day after I force her to swallow it, she must've fake taking it while back.
Yeah, no kidding. Is Minx depressed? Of course she's depressed. Minx wanted to have sex with Drake as a man; she did it and recognized the cost and consequences of her act. I know for a fact that incestuous sex is the reason for Minx's depression and the reason why she never married and had children of her own. Once he was old enough, pretty much like a domino effect.
I can only imagine a mother's worst fear when trying to protect and only ended up hurting them instead. The change Minx moving on is an all time law, her never marrying, with her not having any children, and with her having big tits, with all the anger issues she has, no doubt Minx was sexually abused too, probably by her father and her job.
Minx went to her bedroom lying down on her stomach and she said she has nausea feeling, had been peeing a lot recently; puffiness and her breast are becoming sore and tender. So I boiled ups some chamomile tea mixed with herbal medicine to relieve her nausea and urination, the rest can be treated by oil.
On the way to the upstairs Minx request for some food right by the bed, especially she demands like crackers and peanut butter, and spicy treats.
"Why Minx eating so much the past week or two, confidence she doesn't develop eating disorder."
I got her things in a tray and set to the side and said, "You're not throwing up again are you? Is it morning sickness? Are you pregnant?"
Minx rolled her eyes at me, "Why is that your first thought?"
I shrugged, keeping quiet.
"No, no. Annie. I'm not pregnant."
Minx, as with all things she blamed herself for it. I had long since stopped trying to disabuse her of such notions. Her own feelings of guilt were the prism through which she viewed the world, and while it wasn't ideal it was at least something sturdy to hold onto. I certainly had no alternative to offer her.
Wonder, did Drake had the same feeling all these years toward his Delphox mother and wonder again if he see me the same way? His Aunt Leavanny.
"I can let say borrow prescribe something to help change your depressed mood from sad and angry to not as sad and not as angry.", I said carefully choosing my words again.
"Sorry about your brother. Marcus was a good man and a good father to my kids and maybe to Drake if he is still alive."
"I know, he takes a lot from my father side. Marowak are honored Pokémon, he will, will love your son."
I grab the med kit and patch Minx's wound and treat old x wound across her abdomen and said, "Minx, remember you're not the one who killed Dave and Casey or responsible for my brother Marcus and your kids. Do you remember the time in Mexico?"
(Minx Lyra)
What can my best friend Annie possibly prescribe to change my mood?
Are there happy pills out there that will make me feel calm and happy instead of sad and angry? Even though I knew there are happy pills, if only by all the drug commercials that they have on tv where their good looking models appear so happy when we all know that, in real life, they're all so, so sad. Actually, truth be told, models as part of the beautiful people and are always happy. Too dumb to be depressed, I've never seen a sad model, that is, unless they have a real personal tragedy in their life. Maybe Estella at one time and also...Estella's Shiny Anthro Lopunny Mandy might not be example.
Perhaps if Annie took an anti-depressant, it would improve her mood enough for her to crack a smile, make a joke, and even laugh. Oh, I see, she's not allowed to take anti-depressant bipolar medication in her work. She can only prescribe them. Is that it, I guess? I trust not much before prescribing these pills that they called up the long, a literally small label like laundry list of these smart words side effects and potential dangerous that these medications have and they have no idea of the patients' mental stability or instability.
Maybe I should just smile like the idiot that I am and tell everyone that I'm glad to be alive, even though I'm broken and lonely in the inside nothing to fill in the void in my heart. Annie thinks I am an insane Anthro Delphox woman, who enjoys walking around topless and flashing her huge, huge tits to her neighbors. Only happen that one time when jogging with Estella to help her rid of her hang over. She didn't notice.
"God help me. Why is my life such shit?"
Yet, when I think about depression and depressed people, who isn't depressed? We're all sad over one thing or another, especially if we're one of the majority of have knots instead of one of those who have it all.
"Why not?"
I looked in my mirror.
To see if there was a sign written on my Anthro forehead that literally reads, that I'm depressed or bipolar, maybe. Maybe it's the big bags under my eyes but that's from not getting enough sleep and not from my depression. There not physically, who could see the imaginary invisible bags beneath my eyes are from waking up too early and going to bed too late.
Truth be told, I'm depressed because I'm a survivor of sexual abuse.
Beaten, tortured, and raped by more than one abuser, one of my step father...that cursive doll touching me when I was an Anthro Fennekin, that...unknown man that force me...another try to murder me by drowning me.
Thinking that I was going to die, it wasn't until I saw my husband Marcus underwater that I felt at peace and relaxed myself enough to accept my fate. It wasn't until the he spoke to me and said.
"Don't worry, pinky swore.", he said to my ears.
That I knew I wouldn't die and must live, must live for my son, our son. I'll never forget what happened as long as I shall live.
Gasping around in the freezing water, unable to swim, not even knowing how to do the doggie paddle, and with my humans heavy winter clothes weighing me down, I watched as my life flashed before my eyes. I failed as a mother to let this happen to me.
Then, when I saw him there beneath the water with me, as soon as I saw him.
I relaxed. As soon as Marcus said for me not to worry, instantly the hand of my sexual abuser reached down in the frigid water from earth to pull me up by the hood of my soaked and pissed.
Quickly I over power him, forcibly opening his mouth, he is human don't care what he look like and gave him the kiss of death. Death by a hyper beam down his monster throat and explode like a bag full of chunky fruit jelly.
It was late February at that time, the coldest day in my life and I've never been as cold in my life nor as relieved as I was then that I was still alive shivering even though I am a fire type, frightened, and running to my crying two year old son from the cold.
I did try find love again, truly I tried. In the end, it's as if all we have a sign on our foreheads that reads, sexually abuse us.
"Fuck them, fuck them all to hell!"
With my mother never around to stop them and with my incestuous slut of a mother having sex with them anyway too, my much older quadruple drunken southern style Anthro cousin raped me more than once, until I finally left home and ran away to find Marcus arms and his son.
Then, if that wasn't enough, to compound my depression, years later after...there death, I hooked up with a Anthro Eevee, a bad man. He is a cop and we live at the time of corruption and ironic a depression who took his daily frustrations of his job out on me, I fought back and maybe killed him when he tries to lay a hand on my two year old Drake and ran away, again.
Somehow and for some women, it doesn't help to be born beautiful. Wishing that I was ugly hag for once in my life like my mother, especially being that I felt ugly after being sexually abuse, whenever I ventured out, I went out of my way to hide my appearance from men, Pokémon and Anthro alike and not an easy thing to do when being somewhat tall, Anthro Delphox, beautiful, and busty.
Should've known not to trust him, not only was my ex-husband's more of a yelling and pounding board, I was his punching bag too. I forever hate men, could've turn lesbian again, but hey, I learn from Calion they are all the same no matter the race or gender type.
"Fuck Calion."
Coughing up and anally shitting blood, most of the time I was with him, with going from one emotionally and sexual abuser to a sexual, verbal, and physical abuser, and with him coercing me to participate in the swinging lifestyle, my life hasn't been wine roses and fucking cheese, but he provide me and my son the ironic decent life then living on the street.
Then, when the men wanted me more than the women wanted him, he was no longer interested in swinging and called me a slut and a whore for doing what he coerced and forced me to do. I couldn't win with him.
A life filled with misery, who wouldn't be depressed with all that I've been through, had to endure, and survive during the short time that I've been on this planet? Obviously needing anti-depressant bipolar medication for more than one if I wanted a little something to improve my always sad and angry mood, I began to remind me that one person who push me this far.
My human son Drake.
I needed to understand, the need only to justify my depression to myself, why I was depressed. I mean, I always knew that I was depressed but I wasn't suicidal. I was just sad and angry. Who isn't sad and angry, at...my son.
"What happened Minx? Why are you so sad?", Annie look at me with concern.
I replied, "I broke my claw." I look up to see if she was about to burst in tears.
"Don't worry. It will grow back.", said Annie. "Trust me. Fingernails, claws or pincer always grow back."
"It will? Are you sure?"
"Yes, yes, of course. For the time being, I'll file it down for you.", she said and fixed my paws including my feet.
"There, it looks as good as new, until your claws grows.""
Annie patch me up after our fight, and told me to call her when we are ready, she'll be outside. I looked at the tv idly, laying on the couch in my living room with waiting for Catherine and Estella. Changed the channel, getting bored with the show was watching. I made no complaints, yawning softly as I watched the channels flash. It was about six o'clock on a Saturday night.
I grew tired, so very tired and took two more pills, dizziness settle in and wake up. The sun was shining outside on a beautiful Saturday morning in the middle of November. Me and my husband Marcus awoke at virtually the same time, as we did almost every morning, looked at each other and smiled at our close closeness, also as we did almost every morning. Neither of us said anything while we slid closer together and embraced, sharing a long kiss, which was also the way we had always started the day. Not until we moved our faces apart, did either of us have spoken, yet.
"Maro Marowak." "Good morning, Vixien sweetheart.", Marcus said.
"Brai Braixen." "Good morning, my love.", I replied. The greeting formalities were followed by another long, deep kiss while the ecstatically married lovers continued our embrace.
Except for weekends, Me and Marcus rarely made nude, physical love in the morning. When we were doing something as pleasurable and important to them as that, didn't like having to rush ourselves in order to get to the day going, but more than made up for it most nights, including the previous one.
That morning would not be one of the exceptions, and he moved away from me to slide over to my side, which faced the door. I moved over and we sat on the same side of the bed, not even letting our place of love-making come between us.
Our home is literally in a tree, a big hollow tree enough for three layers room and cut out windows including a ceiling. This tree despite hollow can withstand great force mother nature can throw at us, even earthquake. Among this we live in a village much like ours, peaceful and lively, perfect for raising our children. Marcus started headed for the kitchen, stopping on the way to see if the kids were awake yet. They were by the sound of him kissing them good morning and continued to the kitchen, where he started preparing a fresh jar of coffee over the stone fire place. My husband enjoys his coffee, hand me a stone mug but refuse to its bitter taste, foxes hate bitter taste.
"Marowak." "Hey sweetheart."
"Xien?" "Hmm?"
"Maro Maro wak Wak." "I was thinking another nickname for you Vixien."
I replied, "Braixen? Brai Brai Xien Xien xien Braixen." "This again? Marcus my love, you are horrible at picking names. The last name for our younger daughter is Kerry, which stands for lad and not right for a girl and this is why I pick our last three kids name."
"Maro?" "Well, do you want to hear it?, he said with an eye brow up.
I smile and said, "Brai." "Sure, astound me."
Marcus plays around his bone staff and said, "Maro" "Jinx."
"Braixen." "No, name taken love."
"Wak?" "Winry?"
I laughed, "Brai!..Brai.." "Too milfy, try again."
"Maro.." "Case.."
I impishly shove an Oran berry to Marcus mouth to shut him up, "Braixen." "Definitely, a no no."
Marcus rambles on for minutes and kept disagreeing my bad naming, yet good-looking husband.
"Marowak. Wak?" "I give up. How about uhhh..M.?"
I started to laugh and my husband reaction is confusion, "Brai? Braixen Xien Xen." "Really? You wanna nickname me the title you want to name our first daughter. Minx?"
"Maro Maro maro Wak." "Its not bad, fits you really and I always love that named and you sweetheart.", he said and kiss me.
I blushes and return his kiss, "Brai Braixen Braixen." "Too bad. I heard Yolanda always wanted that name, in secret and don't you dare tell her I told you love."
"Marowak." "I pinky swore.", he said and we picky swore. I ran to wash my face with hot water and stopped to kiss the children good morning, followed by joining Marcus in the kitchen.
There at the table sipping the cup of cinnamon tea Marcus had ready and watched while he set about preparing breakfast of berries, nuts and jerky for all the family members. This was a normal way for the family to start our weekdays, and I had no wish to deprive Marcus of something he enjoyed doing.
We hear our children coming from upstairs.
"Brai Braixen." "Hey mom."
"Maro." "Gooding mother."
"Yipp! Yipp! Fenne!" "Food!"
"Cubone." "Mommy."
Our children came running down and the Marcus and I immediately escape the hungry pandemonium. I was so happy to have wonderful children and a good mate like Marcus on my side, but can live without their poor eating manners.
"Marowak!" "Sweet, jerky!", Lewis said chowing down the his favorite jerky, he is a Marowak the eldest son that take after Marcus.
"Braixen." "Thanks for the Oran berry daddy," Yolanda said, she is an Anthro Braixen alike me the second eldest and our first daughter, like Lewis and Marcus we both are practically identical twins.
"Cubone." "Mommy up, up, up.", little Ryan said and sat him on my lap as he eat nut breakfast. He is our adorable mama boy shy Cubone.
"Yip! Fennekin!" "Food!", our little active Agacia yipped, she is our month old Fennekin with a hyper full of zip energy to chase a Rapidash and eats like one too.
"Bwouaaa! Wouaaa! wu wu! Wouaaaaaaaaaa!", a baby cries filled the kitchen, made my and Agacia ears jerk, made Ryan scared, Marcus happy and nauseating Lewis. Everyone was probably thinking's said the same thing.
What is that noise?
"Marowak-wak." "Someone awake, I'll get him Vixien."
"No, allow me vater.", Yolanda said and sprinted where the baby is being held, Marcus flat his bone head against the table and so do I. Thud the noise we made.
"Good idea to let Yolanda know a day before them. Wonder Yolanda is learning English right."
One word, we are exhausted. Maybe three.
My human son Drake is couple weeks old, and all thanks to my new best friend Annie the Leavanny is gone temporally to find works in the human city, but she say she'll be back in a man voice, don't know why. She helped me deliver Drake after the fight with Calion and heal me enough to make it back to my village.
Marcus even though we are a great couple, had three children Lewis is from his previous marriage and I know his already a great dad, still uncertainties on us. When the baby first came home, secretly when our kids are out for five days along the other kids and I was really tired he would offer to take him overnight so I could get some sleep. The fact he even offered to the word to take him, really upset me. Every cell in my body screams and demands that Drake my baby be with me at any and all times.
I had promised to allow Macrus to take him as I go look for food in the Forrest before he was and it was wouldn't be a big deal. It took all I had to let him take the baby for six hours, including my sleep hours. I cried for half of it during the food hunting and tried to sleep for the other half but I couldn't even though I'd been up all night because I didn't want him to take him.
Marcus is a dad is a very capable and loving father. He went to our neighbor Zoroark family and asks Zoro that knows a lot about humans and babies. His human wife called Antheitali….Anthrelia…Anthenaalara can't pronounce her name, once told me sometimes mothers especially to a women feel guilty and think that they will be less of a great mom if they go out and have a good time without their baby.
"Maybe it's, Aneglia Angela..Blah!"
Glad Macrus is here, he make me that I am an amazing mother and that will be in the best shape for our human baby, also gets some alone time to recharge my batteries. It's a mommy thing and already getting used to. I know there were times when I needed the break to get away with my baby but I didn't want it. I rather spend it with my love husband, loving children and my baby Drake.
"Maro Marowak Wak Marowak?" "Who awake father? Are you guy's babysitting Lotad Loranzo Ludicolo or the Zoruas again? They are so loud."
"Maro-owak…." "A-a…no son….umm...Vixien, sweatheart.", he said turning to me and stuff his face with jerky.
"Nugget! Marcus."
"Waaaaaaa!", Drake cries got louder, me and I see Yolanda ear twitches.
"It is orlight baby, Minx your ester is hera.", Yolanda said in the other side of the room, she holding red face Drake slowly rocking back and forth relaxing her baby brother in her arms, made me a bit jealous. Yolanda handles us raising a human baby quite well; hope the children's react the same.
"Maro Wak Marowak?" "Ok, I swore Lotad or Zoruas sound like a human baby or a tone death Skitty? And why sister is speaking human?"
"Cu..bone?" "B…bl…baby?", Ryan said wobbly in my lap.
"Marowak." "The Loranzo really need to stop cadoodling…." I shove an Oran berry to Lewis mouth before he finished.
"Waaaaaaaaa chic chic..Wah!", he cries gotten louder.
"Brai?" "Hey mom I think someone need a diaper ch.."
"Braixen!" "Yolanda not now!"
Lewis got up saw Yolanda holding Drake pointing his finger at the baby and disbelief, " Maro? Marowak!..." "A baby? A human baby, here? What the fuck dad…"
"Brai Braixen!" Lewis! Manner!, I yelled at my eldest son.
"Marowak!" "A human! Mom! Are you f.."
"Maro!" "Manner son!", Marcus said and uses his alpha pressure to calm down Lewis.
"Wak.." "But.."
"Yipp Yipp Fennekin!" "A human, I wanna see! I wanna see!", Agacia jump up and down excitedly to see the baby and Yolanda not sure if she can let her see him.
"Cubone." "Human, scared mommy. No want.", little Ryan said in my lap and calm him still.
Lewis shook away his father alpha pressure shoved the plate of berries and jerky into the table, startling everybody. I told Yolanda to take Drake somewhere else including Ryan and Agacia to their room; all asking why there is a human baby here.
Me and Marcus see rage in Lewis eyes. "Marowak!" "What the hell was going on?", he asked, cheeks aflame.
I was bewildered including Marcus and we knew Lewis must be a human hater.
"Maro?" "What are you talking about?", Marcus replied.
"Braixen." "Yeah..it just that ten months ago.."
"Maro maro Wak Wak!" "You know what I was talking about! Why is there a human doing here, remember what they did years ago!", he yelled at me, my heart broke a bit.
"Marowak!" "Son, don't you dare yelled at your mother."
"Marowak wak!" "That's not what I'm talking about!", Ryan was yelling by now. "Wak!" "What were you doing with it?"
"It?", Marcus said and could feel my love alpha energy rise and Lewis pouted down.
"Here he goes.", I thought.
"Maro! Maro Wak wak wak wak wak wak wak Marowak!" "Lewis the Marowak..you are a teenager and you should be ashamed by acting like a young child and needs to know that. You are sixteen; at an age where your needs to know that your behavior will not be tolerate. This is now our part of our family, my son, your mother son and of course your new baby brother, you don't have to change diapers or feed him but Lewis. You have to respect and accept Drake. End of discussion."
"Maro!" "Hell no.."
"Marowak!" "End of discussion."
Finally after hours of arguing and fighting, Marcus finally calm down and by force to accept Drake into our family.
"Maro wak Wak." "I-I'll be nice if you could keep that filth away from me at all times.", he said and outside.
Marcus fell into his chair looking exhausted and I put my paw on his shoulder and he put his on mine and he said, "Marowak wak Wak wak Marowak Marowak." "I know it will be hard but you need to get Lewis involved with the baby somehow and let him know that we don't love him any less than did and he need to be around and Drake brother needs him, because we're family."
Weeks goes by, Lewis always complains about the human baby, yells at him whenever he cries loudly, and just doesn't want to be around him. We still treat Lewis pretty much the same as before including our children. Marcus told me time and age will introduce them in good time. We are surprise that our children loves their new brother Drake despite being human, their curiosity really drives them.
Agacia my little girl kept sniffing and licking his face and Macrus and me knew she adores Drake by playing and keep him attention, she never his side until she passed out from exhaustion on top of him. She would whine and cry if Drake was crying she was great with her baby brother and was always very gentle.
Little Ryan is shy around Drake, me and Marcus try hard to make him feel ok around Drake. Later on the days, Drake was imitating crawling in his pin and Ryan is astonishing. It's cute, Ryan is just confused and don't know what to think now that this little thing is all of a sudden mobile. Just wait until the baby starts pulling his tail! He will get used to the baby, and they will become best friends more than likely.
My eldest daughter Yolanda is very, identical to me be protective of her little brother. She would not let anyone pick him up from anyplace that I put him, not even her dad. Yolanda stayed with Drake when he was not with me. He was most relaxed when we were all together. If my husband or I held the baby, yet she could rest. She sits down the couch and would stand on her back feet to see if the baby moved.
She would do the things I do to him. Everything, everything identical. Guess we are like twins, mother and daughter or sister to sister.
Almost everything, except one time, when Yolanda was caring Drake and he started to cry for his milk, I left to pick up natural picked herbal lotion to sooth my nipples and he stop. I sneak around the corner and shocked, nearly walking in my eldest Braixen daughter is nursing my human son with her breast in the baby's mouth as he suckles her empty breast. I was cringing seeing her do this, breastfeeding is meant to be shared only by mother and child.
Still, creepy and need to talk to her someday, plain out creepy the way she smiles at him. That, needy motherly look.
By ironic, I sometime breastfeed the Zoro's new hatch Zoruas two boys one girl, once in while in favor exchange for goods like rare berry, fruits and Tauros meat. Most of all are stuff need for caring a human baby, Zoro Illusion ability allow him to disguise himself to sneak into the nearest human city either buy or steal things like diaper, bottle, and medicine. Ala...Zoro's wife appreciated, because they have the tendency to bite, especially the male and she only breastfeed the girl. I saw her breast, her brown skin has bite and scratch marks all over her breast. I wish I have a milk line, pair of breast has someday and not.
Drake in our life turns for the best; nonetheless we had to let everyone in the village knows about us raising a human baby. First were shock and rejection, me and Marcus know this is the outcome. The Zoroark family is much more accepting since they are affiliation with humans and also accept interspecies relationship.
Zoro's human wife name can't pronounce came to us one day and said and translated by her husband, "Well first off you shouldn't care what people tell you. If you love guys love and willing to raise a human baby, wouldn't care it can be very hard but, don't give in or do something that you will regret just because your community don't accept the fact that you're raising a human."
Our kind does not find interspecies adoption as accepting as they did when I was younger before it was more common. They would often just go up to my husband and me and ask is the baby lost or you stole him? Rumors spread since we have the largest family, I would respond with a glare and Marcus each time prevents me show them my birth scar. We both want them to shut up.
Marcus knows my, surrogates procedures when I was absent and quickly accept my apology and his new son. Glad I have him in my life, so non selfish, accepting and kind.
We recently visited the Zoroark family on the other side of the village for a play date and we had the constabularies called on us twice for noise complaints, my..our human son's crying noise! While my children played outside with him.
"ON THE PLAYGROUND!"
Amongst the other children, never in my life have I ever had the village constabularies called on me. I have well behaved children Lewis is soften up a bit, and we were mad as hell. When I went to speak to the lady Zangoose, not in anger just trying to see what had happened. She closed the door in my face and told me that she had told that the stinky mushy baby my one month old son to leave!
Needless to say, me and my love Marcus was peeved, but didn't want to show that toward our children. We told them there are ignorant people of all races and species in this world and me and Marcus have to look over them, and we have to continue to do what's right.
That still isn't stopping me..us from accepting Drake in our village, and staying here. The world is cold...they will discriminate against you over race, disability, gender, sexual preference, all we can do is try our best to raise loving, accepting, but strong minded children.
Who are able to handle situations like that, my husband Marcus help me through the humiliation and said I know how you feel as their mom, wanting to protect them. However, you will never be able to control what others say or do. Also, attempting to shield Drake forever from any of the hurtful things others may say or do is just not true.
Another month had passed and eventually the whole village finally accepted our human son and of course run out that asshole Zangoose lady, good riddance. I have now a almost four month old son and a family that loves him like me. Lewis, Yolanda, little Ryan, Agacia, and Drake love each other more than anything else. They bonded instantly and are now inseparable.
It's a borderline problem every now and then in days, my son gives all his dinner to his little older hyper sister Agacia if we don't watch him, and Yolanda that is friendly will have a bit of a growl at anybody who gets too close whenever we strolled outside. Whenever we take both to other people's tree house usually the Zoroark or Lolico Family, Yolanda or Agacia will not let the baby get more than two feet away from them, and my son wouldn't have it any other way anyway. If my son is in a good mood, he will pick up a toy to play with his older younger brother Ryan. If he's in a bad mood, he will go and smack him on the nose and the Ryan just sits there. If Drake was upset, he goes and cries and he wants hugs from his older sister Yolanda or his older brother Lewis.
It's wonderful.
Everyone loves Drake so much because he different from any other baby, because his human and small and cute. When he smiles at you it's the cutest thing in the world. I have for what three months old and he is just adorable. Sure there are the dirty nappies and the screaming at times, but heck it's all worth it.
"Except for love and my son Lewis at some nights."
Plus when I breastfed Drake, his nappies don't even smell! Human babies are like the cleanest creatures ever. They haven't been exposed to all of the germs this world carries and they don't even walk on their feet yet so they have the cleanest feet ever. It's kind of like you finally get to see this tiny little being you've been creating for the past nine months. One minute you're perched over the toilet wishing you would just die already from the morning sickness, the next you don't have a baby inside you anymore.
All goes away.
It's in your arms. You have to nurture it in poles a part ways. You're certainly more aware of the baby now that you can actually see touch smell and hear your little one. My son, Drake.
"Dave…Casey….C-alion. Why?!"
I hear Drake little cry and just forget about everything and focus on the sound. I started bawling as soon as I saw him. I fell in love with him as soon as I saw him after hours and hours of painful pushes and contraction. Pushing him out from my womb is compare to giving birth to a small boulder.
I gave birth to him, exhausted, Annie was checking my health after birth and I didn't even notice. I was watching him getting cleaned off. The day Annie lead me to her home and put him in a crib, I was saying hi to him, and Drake instantly recognized my voice and was looking around the room for me.
I sat down a compfy rocking chair and Annie saw this and put him on my tummy and he was so calm. Drake cuddled right into me. When you first hold your baby, your happy, over joyed, excited, nervous, you're full of emotions. It's real now, when the baby is in your tummy it doesn't really feel like you're going to have this little human around.
Once the baby is born, it becomes real, your whole world changes.
"Strange and weird... like is that my baby? Wow soooo small, oooo red and white muscus! But good, I wished I got to hold my baby for longer than a couple of seconds but Annie had to check and clean him.", I thought.
Annie never ask me why I gave birth a human and never will, because she is his Aunty.
Annie agrees anything else; you will hear the little cry. There is no sound more beautiful than hearing that little voice. When I held my baby for the first time, it was like someone handed me missing pieces of my life that I never knew were missing. I never knew love like I did when I looked into my little baby's eyes and I just made promise after promise to my baby about all of the things that I will do for him.
However when the day I told her to lead me back to Marcus she said, "Remember that you and your husband are going to be sleeping deprived and pretty much exhausted. It would be nice to allow some family to help you out."
Me and Marcus was paranoid mind and fear what will the children react to a baby, a human baby. They never saw one before nothing less a baby. Only Marcus and Yolanda knows and hoping to introduce the rest the day we accidently show them three four months ago.
I remember my mind filled with chaotic thoughts as I hear my eldest daughter Yolanda coming back, by now my children could smell the baby scents, not anymore.
For the past four months the family met Drake, those months just develop that special bond with him including his father Marcus, cherish it, stare back until he looks away, smile, sing, talk, and caress his face, anything to make him know me as his mommy now, my husband his daddy and my children are his brother and sister. He may not remember it when he is my age, but he will not forget that bond. My heart breaks every time I think about it and wish would have had the support, the knowledge, anything really.
Today is setting to night as I rock him to sleep in a rocking chair Marcus made me last week; Drake finds it soothing including me. His unblinking eyes stares at me as I hold him in my arms, keeping him warm from my tail surround him like a blanket.
"What is he thinking?", I thought.
I think Drake is trying and program my faces into his memory so that they can remember me. I stare back at my baby when he stares at me too.
"It's a weird but beautiful feeling. It's a bonding feeling between mother and baby and I love it..Truly love it, never experience because my children are not human or breastfeed this long."
Drake suddenly cried and was nursing him and singing hush little baby don't you cry in humming tone since can't speak human yet, his eyes slowly shut and suddenly Drake reached up and cupped my face and maw with his little soft human hand. It made my heart melt as he fell asleep still nursing.
Marcus came to see how I was doing including my baby.
"Brai Braixen?" "Marcus my love, why do human baby stare when breastfeeded?", I asked my husband.
He smiled, kissed me petting Drake's head gently and replied, "Maro Marowak." "I think they're just thinking how much they love you and feeling so relaxed and safe."
"Brai Braixen Xien." "Marcus love, d-do you think you are raising someone child that is not yours?", I said while looking at our son.
He kiss me again and kisses our human and answered, "Wak Marowak Marowak Maro." "No, I don't view my human son as raising someone else's child despite your pregnant with him. I am raising my child along with our other children with my wonder wife that gave me him. It's ironic that you too are raising someone else's child."
"Brai?" "Who my love?"
He smiled, "Maro wak Wak Marowak." "Lewis. All the parents are real in the eyes of their children. Some people have loved to give, and they don't care whether or not the child has there. That's not wrong. But neither is it wrong to realize that you simply can't accept someone else's child as your own."
"Braixen." "Marcus."
"Marowak." "Yes."
"Brai Brai Braixen Xien xen Braixen." "I don't know how I would handle it if I had adopted a child who reunited with his natural parents later in life. I hope I'd understand and be happy for him, although naturally I might be hurt if he seemed to prefer them."
"Marowak Wak Marowak wak Marowak." "But we all have to share our children eventually. They grow up, they spend more and more time with friends and stuff, they fall in love, they become part of another family via marriage. We have to accept that at some point, we'll no longer be the most important people in their lives, whether we gave birth to them or not."
I kiss him deeply and he kiss me back, that my answer, "Brai Brai Braixen xien Xien." "Thank you, say the are having a BBQ today to celebrate their first female Zorua in their family and invited us."
"Maro Wak Marowak." "That sound fun, I'll go ask our children if they wanted to come.", he said went up their rooms.
I dress up Drake in his baby clothes Zoro, found last week and we all daww at him. To show off I wore a white sleeveless blouse he, found. Marcus say the work, sexy. Yolanda, wore the identical blouse.
Everything, can't tell us apart.
Zoroark's house was well built and had both the qualities same as our. It had lots of windows for light and a warm feeling when you came inside. The neighbors to the north of us were the Ludicolo family and the Anthro Serviper family who had already raised their kids and were now enjoying their empty nest. They volunteered to bring a salad. The couple to the south of our new home were our age and a lot like us. Everybody in the house wanted to see, lick, smell pinch our human son that got a lot bigger since we first brought him.
Music, food and children play as we celebrate the Zoroark first female. Ryan kept near me but mostly near Marcus as he hold Drake, talking to the other fathers including Zoro. Yolanda is, well behavior weird lately, she stares at Drake and oddly at me.
My breasts suddenly became sore and had always been large and ever since after I gave birth to Drake. they felt swollen and hot and one day started to leak milk. I had gone to the village doctor about this and he said it was a rare side effect mainly due to the changes in hormone levels.
On my own, the male keeping hitting on me and turn them down, Marcus got jealous, cute. Zoro and Angla...his brown skin human came up to greet me. They really were sweet couple. Their puppies Zoroua were big enough to get around the yard on their own. There three of them and Angl...Zoro's wife went back to her house calling her kids, probably for feeding and I noticed her breast are hanging down a bit.
"Oh wait, no bra. I see her nipples were very long and I could only imagine all those puppies nursing."
"Brai Braixen." "Poor her, maybe I should help tonight.", I said to myself and went inside, and see her breastfeeding her little girl, and her brothers eagerly jealous and hungry much to her displeasure.
She grab a leaf and wrote with a stick of chalk and it says, "I am all for wet nursing and would love to have someone who could watch my baby for a few hours and be able to feed them the way is used to being fed. So that I could go do adult things once in a while. My baby knows who mommy is so jealousy would not be an issue for me."
I laugh, we both laugh and she wrote, "Also, my emotions would get in the way of any benefits the breast milk would offer. I just could not imagine some other woman nursing my son. It's a much too personal thing.
I would even do this with a close friend if we had children at the same time, but you are family. It's ok."
She finish breastfeeding the female Zorua and she left with her two hungry son.
"Zor Zorua.", they both said and drop my portion of my blouse and, hold up my white fluff present my breast to them.
"She says family, all what I need to do this again and for the baby stuff."
They stare and did nothing, guess they forgot I was the one who been feeding them along with Drake and pulled my nipples to leak out milk. I felt something touch my nipple. I looked down and saw one of the pups first lick it then take my nipple into it's mouth. I guess they were drawn to the scent of my milk. The pups was getting some from me because it didn't let go. Soon another puppy waddled over and took my other nipple into it's mouth to suck. Their little teeth would nip me now and then including scratching.
"Ouch, compare to their mother human skin, guess the word family is a trap, but eh. If she can handle them, so can...not. Ow."
"Brai Braixen." "Hey! Little ones, they are not chews toys.", I said to them and still ignore me as they feed.
The female Zorua came back and so I lay on my side to nurse all four comfortably. I let them take turns drinking from my milky breasts. I wasn't sure if I had enough for them and hope enough for Drake. Suddenly I felt a wet nose touch my backside and go in between my legs. One of the, was trying to mount me. I panicked and thought of calling his mother, but didn't because this was so embarrassing and push him and then his brother tried to the same thing, must be not for that instead more of competive amosnt them. The female Zorua saw this and that was a big mistake and pushes him away.
"Brai." "Good girl.", I said to her and she back nursing and so does them taking turn.
"Ow..ow..This better pay off and should ask their father for better clothes for Drake and a whole lot more, bit time. Ow."
They had their fill and ran off just like that.
"Brai." "Ahhhhhhhhh...that hurts so much.", I said and sigh of relief and got out my herbal lotion from my tail and applied to ease the pain in my sore, red color bitten, stretch nipples.
"Zor Zoroark." "How the feeding going.", Zoro said laughing and I gave him the duh look. He hand in his paw a giant straw sack and set it side to me.
"Zoroark." "Vixien, I am sorry. You are right, we should talk things out and then somehow end with this adventure."
"Brai." "Yes, Zoro. Lets do it today."
"Zoroark." "Vixien, today I have a real reason, honestly."
I could see many different feelings in his eyes are shame and anxiety, gentleness and guilt, that he is doing this for Drake and the idea from my husband to do this.
I came to him, sat dawn on a floor couch next to him and took his paw into mine.
"Brai." "You are very handsome, Zoro."
"Zoroark." "Please, stop it. You promised."
"Brai? Braixen." "What is wrong about my admiration? I admire your figure, and I always did."
Zoro looked at me, his eyes were wetting, and sighed deeply.
"Zoro zoro Zoroark." "It felt so good to be with you, to make love to you, Vixien, I just cannot forget all this, the memories are coming and coming back, like some hungry beast..."
"Brai brai Xien Braixen." "Zoro, it was very very nice, it felt great... yes, Zoro, but we can stop, but not now and you understand it, don't you?"
I just looked at him and said nothing.
"Brai Braixen Brai." "Listen, it is better to stop now, but it won't go too far. I don't want to loose my family, I still love my husband, and I am not ready and you know the terms Marcus made."
I see he scars of stab marks across his body, the bullets streak is visible due to his black fur.
"Zoroark Zoro." "Ok, Vixien, now please listen to me. I am not going to ruin your family life. I don't want any changes in my family life either. It's just an adventure. It's just you and me, from time to time no emotion, just sex."
My white sleeveless blouse had ridden up over my hips leaving my ass exposed and felt his tongue on my pussy lips. He was spreading them open trying to get deeper. His tongue would rub across my clit which was swelling up. I leaned back breathing hard as the spasms in my gut subsided
"Huh, like father like son."
I was lost in the feeling when he stopped. I thought he was done so I started to get up. Suddenly I felt this huge weight land on my back knocking me back down. He was on top of me with his front legs wrapped around my waist. I could barely support his weight.
My pussy was wet from his licking and maybe a little from me enjoying it. He was very determined and finally got the tip of his cock into the entrance of my pussy. Once he felt my heat, he quickly shoved most of his cock inside me. I still couldn't believe how big he was and he wasn't even all the way in. Zoro grunts in sigh like he doesn't like this but has to and he grabbed my waist tighter and shoved more in. He was less thicker and in a way a lot smaller then my husband. The feeling of his naked cock inside me was incredible. I hadn't had one in there this size in quite awhile, not as good.
He started fucking me faster. I felt the tip of his cock deep inside me touching my cervix. I felt an orgasm building and tried to hold it back. I shouldn't be enjoying this should I?
I decided to just let go and let things happen. Just as I started to cum I felt something hard and big banging into my pussy lips. My orgasm washed over me and I actually started pushing back on whatever it was. My hips were grinding my clit on it when I opened up more and it went inside me. This caused another orgasm deep inside my pussy and I clamped down on him. He has a little penis, feel bad for him.
The spasms inside my cunt slowed down and I felt it now. Somehow he was swelling up bigger inside me. He was not as big. I knew what it was now. He had shoved his knot in me and it was swelling up to lock us together.
It was of such enough size now that I knew it wasn't coming out. Male dogs were equipped like this so their seed had a better chance of staying inside the female. That's what I felt next, his seed shooting deep inside me. It was hot and there was a lot of it. He was so deep inside me I thought he might actually have gotten his pointy tip past the entrance of my uterus.
He was in my womb, but not ovulating. Surely I couldn't get pregnant, not from him. I knew he was potent because his human wife had just had puppies, but he is old. We were locked up tight and he threw his leg over me positioning us butt to butt.
"That's weird."
He pulled slightly and he couldn't come out. Still spurting deep inside me. My white blouse had come open and my big tits were hanging down. With his weight off of me and he reached up with one hand and pulled on my nipple. They were very sensitive and with his knot pressing on.
He cum, apologize to me as to him and left. Milk is all over the floor and clean it up as much as I can.
I wasn't cheat nor Zoro to his wife. This was my husband idea, you see Zoroark are known to be violent whenever sexual frustrated or no female around or libido. His wife is not strong enough and she kept proving herself she can, but she human already using all of her energy on their kids. Marcus heard one time he got so violent he bite his wife, ravage our village and she forgave him but he never did.
Three months as I breastfeed Zoro's pups, Marcus suggest am I too sexually satisfy him, and I have absolutely refused, saying it was perverted. Him and his wife also disagree but they look at their children, we look at ours including baby Drake and knew it has to be done. Although this has only happened for a few months, in reaction to is I started putting on a lot of weight on my shoulder, but my husband is there to help me through. He said he will always love me and that sex is just sex and no real love and I believe him. Lucky to have him in my life, for our family and the whole village.
I finish, but I heard the pups they saw me first and all four of them ran and tripped over themselves to get to the door. I decided I would let them all inside for a moment to play with them. I opened the door and the mass of puppy bodies rolled in.
They were all jumping on me so I bent down and picked one up. It was the female Zorua. I held her in the crook of my arm and looked down a the others. I felt and noticed something odd.
The sounds that the puppies were making had cause my breasts to spontaneously leaks. I was looking down at them not believing what I was seeing when the female Zoruas I was holding sniffed the air and turned it's head so it could lick one of the wet spots. It's little tongue was raking across my nipple and it was nuzzling into my soft breast trying to get to the source of the milk and so does, I sighed to myself and I gave in again. I keep forgetting they are young and always hungry like my children.
I set her down and reached to pull my blouse and my white fur fluff. When it was off I could plainly see the droplets of milk forming at the tips of my nipples. I moved toward the backdoor where the was a rug and laid down on my side. I positioned my breasts so both of my nipples could be accessed by the puppies. There four of them and now the children from the others join in, I heard giggles and saw there mothers giving me the mouth sorry.
"Bitches."
I rotate so they would have to take turns. Two of the larger males wormed their way in first. They latched on to my nipples and went to town.
When each one would get full they would let go of my nipple with a pop and another would take it's place. I guess their mother and Zorua Agla...their mother had fed them earlier because they were not taking as much an hour ago. Soon they were finished, the left but the Zorua got there too again. After minutes of sucking my milk and they left, I was a little sad that they were already done because I knew that this might be the last time I got to do this. I stood up to let them back out. They all went out and found various places for a nap.
The party is now over, we left saying goodbye and slept. Me and my husband are sleeping, until I hear a crept in the wooden door, I open my eyes to barely see my son Lewis and he slowly walk to the bed without making a sound. He got inside our bed and also hugged me close to him but the thing happened after few seconds startled me. Since I am smaller than both are they were ready to use me as meat in the sandwich. I first hesitated a bit but had to give in and let Lewis slept to my right and his father to my left.
It was all well until his father started snoring.
When Lewis hugged me again he caressed my back which is pretty normal but slowly pushed his right hand around my back and underneath the armpit and squeezed the side of my breast. I was startled a bit and thought probably it's just an un-anticipated sleep gesture he used to do when he was little, and Lewis didn't show any facial expression. I released my self, but until I felt it, him enter me.
"Oh..my, no. He saw us."
I got startled and immediately moved away from him also moved along with me. The movement woke up my husband as he stopped snoring and adjusted himself to get back to sleep. He sped up, grunting and he ejected and left the room. Minutes later I lay there in shock and denied, got up and went down the kitchen to clear my head what just happen.
"Brai." "Mom." , I heard and turn to see my daughter and she has her little brother bone club, which he made look my staff for fun.
"Brai." "Hey sweety, Yolanda why are you up this late?
"Name is, Minx. Why are you?
I look and said, "Braixen Brai." "Can't sleep and why are you holding to your brother staff and why there blood on it, did he pick his nose with it again."
"Y..yes, I'll show you."
I feel a pain in my stomach follow by warm wet feeling everywhere.
"Ghhee."
"EheHEHE. EhhehDEHEEHhEHE. i;m baAAAAack! YoU ArE aNd wE aRE. shAre aNd i Sgteal yourS. VaCaNt. spOt. Son."
I listen to Michael Jackson A place without no name and Maroon 5 Animal to get this right. Note, no advertisement. Is this a dream or a past? Is he back? What does he mean Vacant? Drake? Find out soon.