Antiquated Apathy

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A story done for [icon]JJNBlade[/icon] featuring his character inadvertently finding a way to turn an otherwise boring museum visit into something much more fun - with some lasting effects for any other cubs who happen to come!

Hopefully people enjoy, its been ages since I've done anything with ageplay.

Story by me.

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Antiquated Apathy

By: Lapsa

For: JJNBlade

Warning: Ageplay

"Ugh...this is so boring" John huffed under his breath as he moved forward with the rest of the small group of students, the cyan wolf pup letting himself almost drag across the floor as the teacher continued to drone on. His attention faded as the seconds passed, the hours spent cooped up on the bus waiting to arrive having left him even more tired than usual - the excitement from the prospect of getting away from school and any work that waited for him there fading away into a dull disappointment.

"And that is it...I hope you all enjoy such a wonderful learning opportunity provided by our friends at Twin Ventures Museum, you all are really in for a treat!" The old teacher's eyes lit up as she looked over the mostly dull faces in front of her - oblivious to anything but her own enthusiasm.

"Yeah...great." John huffed again as he looked around, letting his attention finally wonder around the large ornate lobby - eyes trailing to the various plaques detailing the exhibits and artifacts, moving over to a few paintings strewn about as the teacher's voice faded to nothing more than a monotonous sound in the periphery of his awareness.

"They've been kind enough to give each of you your own unique experience! And one lucky student will get to have a tour from the Museum's biggest patron, owner, and a world-renowned explorer - Kristen!"

Silence filled the group as a vixen walked up beside the teacher - in full archeology attire, stomach exposed by her crop-top, short-shorts barely going down past her thigh as her large boots thudded against the ground with each step. She'd have a half-hearted smile on her face as she seemed to see more than the teacher herself, looking at the barely enthusiastic crowd before her.

"Now...who wants to volunteer?" The teacher looked out as a few hands raised, her gaze moving over the vixen herself. "Who do you want to pick, Ms. Reid?"

Kristen looked to the teacher and then back to the crowd to a few suddenly energetic kids before finding her gaze drawn to the cyan wolf still staring off into the distance - something about him making her want to pick him as she moved over slowly, just barely getting his attention as she spoke.

"Hey there! What is your name?" The vixen bent down to be more at the cub's level as she gave a warm smile, his ears perking as he snapped back to look over towards her.

"Uh, John." The wolf wiped a bit of sleep from his eyes as he tried to shake off the lingering tiredness from the long bus-ride over. "Sorry."

"It's nice to meet you John. As the teacher said, I'm Kristen." The vixen smiled even wider, her black-tipped white tail swishing behind her. "I hope you don't mind if I take you for a tour of my little museum."

"N-not at all, miss." The vixen took the cub firmly by the hand as she led him off - heading down one of the various halls.

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The boredom wouldn't fade as the trip through the museum finally started - the vixen no better than the teacher as at every display she would stop to begin a long story - going over history that he barely cared about and filling his mind with more droning words that would make his eyes heavy by the end of each long lecture. He'd be almost mindlessly dragged behind her by the end, nearly lulled to sleep before having his ears perk up as she finally addressed him directly - a warm smile across her face as she spoke.

"So, how are you liking it so far?"

"I'm a bit bored..." John looked down at the floor as he felt the vixen's grip tighten, a look of concern on her face as her smile faded a bit.

"Well...what sort of stuff are you into?" The vixen bent down once again to get on the level of the very clearly disinterested cub, trying her best to engage him and maintain his fleeting attention. "There is so much in this museum - you should at least give it a chance!"

"I don't know...games, writing..." The cub barely gave her attention as he mumbled out an answer.

"And...what do you want to be when you grow up?"

"A security guard, I wanna protect people."

"You'll definitely be interested in this then!" The vixen's eyes lit up at the response as she thought for a moment before an idea slipped into her head - leading the cub along to a nearby exhibit full of ancient armor.

"This was one I helped get myself actually - it was a tough find..." The cub's attention trailed off again as the vixen began yet another story. This time however it wasn't boredom alone that drew him away as he felt his gaze slowly move towards another exhibit off to the side - the wolf pup leaning back to get a good look at the ancient artifacts within, pulling at the vixen's firm grasp on his hand.

John would take in every detail of the display; eyes looking over each of the carvings on the small sarcophagus within, over each of the tablets and ornate worn jewelry, finally falling upon a tiara - a crown that seemed to be untouched by time. His gaze would fall deeper and deeper into it, a whisper almost in the back of his mind that perked his interest.

"We just barely managed to get what we did out before the army came in, archeology definitely has plenty of action!" It wouldn't be until the vixen's tone changed near the end of her story that he'd be able to break himself out of the trance, curiosity still burning at his mind as boredom was thrust away.

"What is that?" John tugged on the vixen's hand as he pointed towards the tiara.

"Oh? The crown?" The vixen looked over with a bit of curiosity herself as she paused for a moment to recollect. "Hmmm, I seem to recall that it was meant for the wife of the child-pharaoh...but he never got a chance to marry. They would have what we call 'betrothals' - where they arrange marriages for their children. Actually, this particul--"

"C-can I see it up close?" John pressed himself against the glass, hand slipping out of the vixen's own as he almost lost himself in that same trance-like state again.

"The artifacts here can be pretty fragile, its why we keep them behind glass..." The vixen looked down to see the enthralled cub, a smile coming across her face as he seemed to finally take interest in the history she had worked so hard to unearth. "But I'm sure I could make an exception since you seem so interested."

"Give me a second." The vixen giggled as moved to the key-ring at her side, taking it out as she looked for the right one before moving over and opening the display case - John's eyes never leaving the tiara for a second even as she brought it out.

"Careful now." The vixen gently handed the tiara to John as he reached out and grabbed it, looking it over as he was now able to make out the intricate details, a small idol of a canid figure on the front just barely visible. He could hear the whispers in his mind even louder now as he held it, an unknown chant in his mind as seconds passed.

"C-can you put it on?" John finally pulled his gaze up, holding the tiara back towards the vixen as she took it with a soft giggle.

"Sure, why not?" The vixen carefully placed the tiara on her head before giving a small little spin, watching the cub's face the entire time as he continued to stare blankly forward.

"How do I look, my pharaoh?" The vixen blushed as the words left her lips, an odd sensation passing over her body and mind - tingling along her spine as the tiara slipped onto her head.

"You look...fine." John asked as he blinked a few times, shaking his head a bit as he let out another yawn. "I'm still a bit bored..."

"W-wel--H-how may I serve you, my pharaoh?" The vixen seemed to struggle with her words as they left her lips, arms trembling as some unknown force kept them from moving to take off the tiara.

"H-huh?" John's head cocked to the side in confusion. "Serve me?"

"M-my....h-head..." The vixen felt a haze fall over her mind, an old musky fog invading her thoughts as they began to slow - eyes fixed on the cub's own still confused gaze.

"Are you okay?" John spoke again as his head moved to the other side.

"N-nnmmm...y-yes, my Pharaoh. Please tell me how I may serve you." The vixen's eyes began to dull as the force grew even stronger, pushed deeper and deeper into her own mind. "Your pleasure is my command."

John felt his face burn red with a slight blush as the realization hit him, his young mind known to lewd thoughts - his pants tightening as his young cock began to throb. He'd be briefly conflicted with what to do, tempted by the lust starting to burn at his mind as a knot formed in his throat.

"W-why don't you..." John tugged at his pants nervously as he looked around the almost empty museum, gulping hard. "Why don't you suck my dick?"

"O-of...n...nnmmm..." The vixen struggled as she knelt down before the cub, her hands moving to his pants to brush his own away - slowly undoing the zipper and button as she pulled them down. "Of course, my Pharaoh."

John's blush would only grow as the vixen obeyed without much hesitation, pressing her wet nose against his growing shaft as his boxers fell to the ground. He'd not be able to help but moan at the cool sensation, cock growing fully erect not long after as the vixen trailed to the tip - kissing it before taking the entirety of his length into her maw.

"O-oh~ Th-that feels good." Another moan would escape the pup as he moved his hands to the back of the vixen's head, guiding her along as she moved all the way down to press her nose against his crotch - small fingers running through her hair as the sinfully sweet taste of young cock flooded her mouth.

It'd be far to late to stop herself as she felt the sickeningly sweet pleasure feed into that haze, giving it a pink hue within her mind as sticky lustful fantasies stopped her from clawing to the front of her mind. She'd be forced to watch from within her mind, feel every second as her tongue slurped along his member - head starting to bob back and forth as she expertly teased and pleasured the pup.

Not long would pass with the assault from the vixen's tongue and mouth before John felt his cock start to tingle - pleasure mounting more and more as a few spurts of pre trickled from the tip. The vixen would only be ushered on by the salty taste, both of their grips tightening as she went to go even faster, her hands holding his trembling hips firmly in place as her tongue wormed around his growing knot.

"M-miss....I-I--" John wouldn't be able to get out the words before he came - feeling his young shaft throb even more as he soft sac pulsed with each spurt, watching on as the vixen continued on unphased by the rush of salty sweet.

"Y-yeah, s-swallow ev-every drop!" John bucked his hips into the vixen's muzzle as she held him even more tightly, gulping down each drop of seed loudly and hungrily as her tongue continued to lap across the young shaft - making sure to get every bit she could before pulling back, moving a hand to his cock to stroke it a few more times, coaxing out a few spurts of seed that coated her face before nuzzling against his soft sac.

"Th-thank you, my Pharaoh." John panted between soft moans as he looked down at the vixen, her eyes moving from his own to his cock - almost going cross as she continued to nuzzle against it, hands moving to cub and fondle his balls.

"W-wow...y-you really like cub cock, don't you?"

"Y-yes, I-I....n.nnnnghh...I love your cub cock." The vixen moaned as she seemed almost enthralled by his member as he smacked it against her face, splattering a bit of cum across her muzzle.

"S-say you are just a cubophile whore." John spoke, still a hint of nervousness to his voice as he left his darker side to the surface, emboldened by flames of lust that now licked at every inch of his mind.

"I-I am just a cubophile whore, I love cub cock." The vixen's face burned as the words left her lips, pleasure coursing through her mind each time she obeyed, feeling herself sinking even deeper still as the taste pup penis still clung to her throat.

"S-say you want it inside of you." John slapped his cock against the vixen's muzzle again as she winced - struggling in her mind with the words.

"I-I want your c-cub cock inside me. P-please fuck me, my Pharaoh."

"Get on then~" John grinned as he laid back, letting his boxers and shorts stay around his ankles as he rested against the hard marble floor - ignoring the cold as his cock throbbed at attention - drawing in the vixen's full attention.

He'd watch as her hands trembled at her side - the vixen seeming frozen briefly before she finally moved to undo her belt. It would be mere seconds before she'd finally be tossing her short-shorts and panties to the side, nearly ripping them off in excitement and anticipation as she moved over the cub - grinning lustful down at him as she presented herself, teasing a hand across her slit.

"Come on, I'm waiting."

Kristen wouldn't be able to contain her moans as she lowered herself down onto his cock - tingles rippling through her body and mind like waves as she teased it against her slit before finally starting to let it push into her body. She'd revel in every inch that pushed inside of her until she could feel the warmth of the cub's soft fur beneath her, his hands moving to grip at her hip and making even mind melt even more.

"R-ride me~" The vixen paused briefly before she started to slowly bounce herself up and down - a cool hand moving up her body to glide against her warm flesh.

"Y-your cock f-feels so amazing, m-my Pharaoh."

The vixen's pace would slowly increase as seconds turned into minutes, Kristen aiming to bring the cub to the edge - holding him there as she used the swelling of his knot to gauge how close he was, slowing down as it grew, drawing on until she could hear him panting behind her - her own moans and pants barely overpowering his own.

It wouldn't be until she felt a few spurts of pre tease at her depths that she'd finally speed up again, unable to hold herself back even more at the teasing torrent to come. She'd find even more of her mind slipping from her by this point as more pleasure began to flood forward, more lustful thoughts burning away at her mind at what was to come. There wouldn't be any hesitation anymore, no resistance as her pace quickened even more - pleasure coursing freely through every inch of her body as her mind focused on how much she loved to pleasure the cub beneath her.

"Get ready, I-I'm ab-about to--"

John let out a soft yelp as he came for the second time - his knot now fully swollen, barely big enough to do little more than amplify the pleasure as the vixen continued to bounce herself up and down on his cock - moaning and murring to herself as cum flooded her womb and hole.

"Y-yes! F-fill me with your seed, my Pharaoh! G-give me your pups!"

The vixen cried out as she brought herself down for a final time after a few more seconds, rocking her hips back and forth to draw out the pup's orgasm as long as she could and milk every last drop inside of his young balls. She'd feel her body quake with each spurt that flooded her, the elixir sloshing around inside of her as the sensation coursed through her body and mind.

"Y-yes...y-yes!" It would all prove too much as the vixen cried out again, body quaking once more as she reached her own climax - drawn to orgasm from the depraved pleasure of riding a cub cock, feeling her mind go blank as she fell forward, tongue lolled and eyes rolled back.

"W-wow...y-you okay?" The vixen drooled along the floor as she let out a soft moan, her body still twitching and convulsing as cum oozed from her used hole. "Guess you weren't lying after-all...archeology can be fun...think I'm going to have to take another trip here in the future."

"You should wear this more often." John chuckled to himself as he put the tiara back on the vixen's head, adjusting it snuggly in place. "Gotta make sure you stay a good little cubophile whore for any more kids you bore to death with your stories."

The vixen let out a soft muffled moan as her body twitched again, words trying to form in her broken mind as the wolf pup adjusted his pants - looking around again before wandering off to find his class - more than satisfied with his trip.

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