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The sun was doing everything it could to barge into Stephanie's room, and she was doing everything she could to stop it. Golden bars of the sun's presence burst through the gaps in her window blinds, ribbing the opposite wall in neatly spaced slats of yellow light. Everything not illuminated by those thin visors were shrouded in a bitter dimness, kept that way by Stephanie. Her room was a wreck, splayed over with discarded clothing and bags. Her bed was worse, a motley slab of sheets crumpled over her body. One of her legs sprouted from underneath and hung halfway off the edge of the bed. Her two arms were laid out besides her head and her brilliantly red hair was blown out in a fantastic catastrophe. The messied sheets on top of her covered her face and everything below except her straggling leg.

The sun continued its journey up the sky as the morning waned, angling its light down into her bedroom and scanning the bars of light down the wall and onto her bed. Even with that big thick comforter over her face, she wasn't spared a kind dose of sun leaking through the crack between it and her. She gave a despondent grown. She grabbed a piece of comforter just over her face and pulled it up further until there was nothing left but her entropic hair for the sun to shine on. She squinted her eyes as tight as they would go, willing away any of that pesky brilliance. She had been awake for some time now, slumped into her mattress like an anvil. Time meant nothing to her. Whether it was 8 in the morning or 1 in the afternoon, all she cared about was staying in bed and putting the day away as far as possible.

She felt her leg exposed to the air and retracted it into her comfy cocoon. She swaddled herself into a tight ball, moving about and bulging the comforter around her like an infant in the womb. Only problem was, her comforter liked to keep her warm, something it was good at whenever she locked herself up like that. She cracked open some space between it and the mattress on the side between her and the wall. This exposed her to the sun's company again. Her face scrunched and she groaned again. She closed the gap and poked out her fox tail from the cocoon. It whipped about, a long, chunky coil of orange floof. It was tipped in a snow white, snowy and vibrant like the neon orange beneath it. It belied the girl attached to it, a lazy sack of suds hardly able to budge herself from the fort of soft embrace she had imprisoned herself in.

There came another obstacle to her sloth. Much more bothersome than even the sunlight was a heavy smell that had made itself welcome in her room. It smelled good. A little orange snoot poked itself from the cocoon. It had a little, black, button nose like a wad of charcoal, sprouting with tiny clear whiskers. It twitched as it sniffed softly. Sniff-sniff. Sniff-sniff. The pleasant aroma of food flooded her nose and went straight into her tummy. It rumbled and ached something terrible, causing her to tighten up into herself even greater. Her lips curled into a snarl. Her snout disappeared, wanting to get away from the smell. But it was too late. She had to face the facts: She was hungry.

She still spent several moments gathering the energy she needed to get up. Every second she wasted had the smell get stronger. Soon she was making out individual aromas: bacon, biscuits, eggs, pancakes. Good lord. How much is she making? There was only one way to find out. With one more dramatic groan, the comforter launched off of her like a startled cat, lifting up into the air and then crumpling to the ground with a faint whumpf. It revealed Stephanie in all of her morning glory, slumped on her back with her leg kicked into the air, her hair a disaster, and the grumpiest little scowl on her face making her look like a 70 year old grandma. She sat up and rubbed the grime out of her eyes with the heels of her palms. She didn't bother opening her eyes, still garnering the willpower to do that. She pivoted her legs over the side of the bed and managed to stand up. Stephanie was a small little creature, failing to achieve five feet without the help of her scraggled up hair. She was totally nude, putting off her petite orange body on a show. Not that she cared at the moment when it was difficult to care about much of anything. She bent down and groped around the floor at her feet. There was a whole wardrobe around her, shirts, pants, skirts, socks, and underwear. Her grabby little paw eventually found a t-shirt and picked it up off the floor. She threw it on. It was a bright blue t-shirt several sizes too big for her. The collar sagged well below her collar bone. On the front was a gay little rainbow and a white unicorn rearing on it's hindlegs below it. She scratched her ass and smacked her lips. Now properly dressed for the day ahead, she cracked her eyes open and made her way out of the bedroom.

The smells coming from the kitchen hit her full-force on the nose like an open palmed slap. She managed to gain a slight energy boost as she carried herself to the living room, her tummy now demanding sustenance. The apartment was lit like it was in the middle of the day. It probably is. Shit. What time is it? She trudged into the living room which was adjacent to the kitchen. She opened her eyes as far as they would allow and saw her girlfriend Mona behind the oven. She was a spotted hyena, and a big one too. She towered over the oven in front of her, her forehead coming up in line with the overhead fans above the stove. She was broadly built, starting from her enormous thighs and hips that stretched the khaki pants she wore. Her shoulders were big too, carrying a pair of muscular arms. Her fur was a light tan, bristled with a constellation of black spots. Her hair, normally long and coarse, was bound into a neat bun on the back of her head.

"Morning, beautiful," she said without turning to look. Her voice was pleasantly melodic in spite of her enormity, though it carried the faintest edge of sarcasm. "Sleep good?"

"Nnnnngh..." Stephanie walked over to a red couch and plopped onto it. She slumped against the backrest and spilled her limbs out. If it weren't for the loud sizzle of bacon and the smell coming off of it she would've fallen back asleep right there.

Mona took her spatula and tapped it against the microwave clock attached to the wall. It read 11:23. "It's almost 11:30. What are you doing sleepin' in for so long?"

"Mmm... You know I stay up on weekends." She rubbed her paw up and down her face. Her orange muzzle split open into a dramatic yawn.

"I know you do. You shouldn't. Staying up that late on your computer will rot your eyes and your brain, missy, missy."

"Pshhhhh..." Stephanie scoffed. I'll rot my brain all I want she was about to say, but was in hardly any mood to argue. How Mona was able to be so chipper in the mornings was beyond her. Even when she woke up at 6 she was up and at 'em like it was nothing. She always cooked breakfast, worked out, and watched the news. Stephanie, meanwhile, valued her sleep, and did everything she could to make sure it lasted. That meant multiple hits of the snooze button and blocking out the world around her. It made sense for Mona to be so spry in the morning. She was the athlete of the two. She was a consummate worker who valued the satisfaction of a good workout or a job well done. She was the central motivator in Stephanie's life, even if that meant being a big pain in the butt.

Mona gave one last flip to a strip of bacon and carefully laid them out on a plate. Waiting for it was a pair of biscuits and some eggs. On another plate was a stack of mini-pancakes lathered in syrup. She picked them up and carried them to the living room where Stephanie was. She was still slumped back, her head on top of the backrest. Her maw was agape as she slipped dangerously close towards slumber. Mona politely tapped her ankle with her foot. Stephanie smacked her lips together and lifted her head groggily. "I'm awake," she grumbled. She looked up and saw Mona smiling coyly at her. Her face was a charcoal black, fading into the tan of the rest of her fur. A bull ring dangled from her septum. Several more piercings lined her left ear, and two purple studs jutted from her bottom lip. Her eyes were a spectacular yet fierce lavender which stood out against the dark background of her face. An apron bowed over her giant bosom. It said "KISS THE COOK" with a little lipstick stain wearing a chef's hat above it.

"That's my shirt, y'know," Mona said.

Stephanie looked down at herself. The shirt was terribly wrinkled and hung off of her like a cloak. "Oh. Well, it was in my room. What was it doing in there?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing," she said with a cocked eyebrow.

"Fssh... I dunno. Did we do it in there?"

"No. Even if we did, I wouldn't just leave it in there. I think you've been wearing my stuff for pajamas."

"Oh, sorry then."

"Don't worry about it. Your vagina's hanging out."

Stephanie looked down again and saw that her girl parts were, in fact, completely uncovered. Her vulva was a dainty slit sitting snugly between the trunks of her thighs. She nonchalantly closed her legs and tugged the hem of the shirt down. "Mmf... It's Saturday. I don't wanna wear pants."

"I know, I know. Hush. Eat your breakfast."

Mona sat the plate of biscuits, eggs and pancakes on Stephanie's lap. She sat down next to her and held the pancakes on hers. Stephanie's belly rumbled like mad. She took a deep whiff, one that fully dragged her into the land of the living. She sat up right and licked her lips. Her mouth was beginning to water. "Geez. Thanks for this. You didn't have to."

"No, I didn't. I only did it 'cause I knew it would get you out of bed. I was preparing to barge in there and drag you out myself. If you had put up a fight I would've poured bacon grease on you."

Stephanie gave a weak chuckle. Her chest felt heavy each time it heaved. "I would've scratched your eyes out." She snapped her bacon into halves. They were nice and blackened, almost charred. They snapped like thin twigs in her paws. That's how she liked it. She split open a biscuit, letting loose a storm of steam from its doughy folds. She laid down a palette of bacon on it and a single egg. She closed it up into a sandwich and took a bite. "Mmmm..." She chewed slowly, savoring that buttery softness broken apart by crisp pork and fluffy egg. She swallowed it and felt its presence fall down her gullet and settle in her tummy. It still rumbled, demanding more.

"Like it?" Mona asked.

"Mmmm..." Stephanie's fox tail batted around happily.

"Good. Would you tell me if it wasn't?"

Stephanie swallowed. "Mona, I told you the other day your hair was fucking awful. I'd tell you if your cooking sucked. This is amazing."

"Yeah? Thanks. And by the way, your hair right now looks like it crawled out of chernobyl, sleeping beauty." Stephanie placidly chewed on some biscuit while she extended the courtesy of showing Mona her middle finger. "Oh, I see. Last time I cook you breakfast then, or maybe I'll start spitting in it." She mimed spitting into her pancakes.

Stephanie giggled and swallowed. "Adds flavor." She puckered her lips. Mona smiled and kissed her.

"Why don't you try your pancakes?" Mona asked, giving the plate on her lap a presentory tilt.

"Anything in them?"

"No. Just regular. This is actually my first time making them in... Shoot, I don't know. I've been kinda spoiled by the waffle maker. Do me a favor and tell me how they came out."

Unlike the bacon, they looked woefully undercooked. They were a pale yellow with random splotches of brown burnt around their faces and edges. She figured that Mona had some difficulty flipping them, something she would have struggled with too, admittedly. "Alright. Give 'em here."

Mona picked up a knife and fork and began cutting into them herself. She stabbed a wedge of pancake and brought it in front of Stephanie's face. "Say 'Aah'."

"Aah." Stephanie opened her mouth. Mona placed the pancake on her tongue and slid the fork out once her mouth closed. Stephanie chewed it for a few seconds, absorbing as much flavor as she could.

Mona watched apprehensively. "How is it?"

Stephanie swallowed with some difficulty. "A little eggy."

"Ah, shoot." Mona shook her head and dropped the fork onto her plate. "I knew I goofed it up."

"No! It's not that bad! I'll eat 'em."

Mona lifted a suspicious eyebrow. "You sure? You don't have to."

"I am sure, and I do want to. Give 'em."

Mona's eyes narrowed. "I don't believe you."

"Shut up and give me the fuckin' pancakes," Stephanie blurted, striking her paw out in front of her for the plate.

Mona smiled and gave it to her. "If you insist."

"Hell yes, I insist." She took the plate and sat it down next to her carefully. "Geez, if you're gonna get so touchy when I criticize your cooking, then why ask if I'm telling you it's good just to make you feel better?"

"I'd rather you hurt my feelings than lie to me."

"Did I ever hurt your feelings?"

"No."

"Good. Would you tell me if I did?" Stephanie asked, giving her best Mona impression. She had it down perfect after years of practice.

Mona chuckled and nudged her playfully. "You know I would, you little snot." She leaned over and planted another hiss on her cheek, which Stephanie accepted graciously. Mona got up from the couch and untied the apron from around her waist. She hung it up inside of the pantry. "What are you gonna do for the rest of the day?"

Stephanie shrugged as she knifed off another hunk of pancake. Eggy or not, they were covered in syrup. That made them edible. "I dunno. About what you see me doing here. Eating, being lazy. Might watch a movie. What you gonna do?"

Mona scoffed, returning to the couch next to her. "Hopefully something more productive than you. I don't know how you do it, just lying around like a, like a... I don't know."

"Like a lazy sack of shit?"

Mona shrugged comically. "You said it, not me. I'm gonna sign you up for a dance class."

"The hell you will. I hate dancing."

"Oh, come on. You'll be great at it. I'd love to see you wound up in some sexy spandex while you bounce around with other girls. Hey, maybe they'll let you dance naked with your vagina out like it is now."

Stephanie tugged her shirt down. "Real funny. What I'd like to see is you out there dancing."

"Oh, that'd be great. My fat butt would break the stage."

Stephanie snorted, nearly spitting up some biscuit. She covered her mouth with the back of her wrist, the fork sticking out from her fingers. "Stop it. You're not fat."

"Oh, please. I'd go up there and knock everyone down. I'd be a wrecking ball."

While it was a funny picture to imagine, Stephanie didn't like it when she said such harsh things about herself. Mona had that kind of self-deprecating humor that straddled the line between light hearted and self-abusive. It was difficult sometimes for Stephanie to determine when to laugh and when to tell her to stop. She reached out and scratched Mona's belly. "Fuck them, then. You're my happy-sized yeen. I'd pay a million bucks to watch you dance."

"Aww." Mona scooted close to her and wrapped one burly arm around her shoulder and pulled her in tight. "And you're my little-bitty fox girl." She kissed her on the temple.

"Excuse me, the correct term is 'vixen'."

"Oh, shut up." She grabbed the side of her head and pulled it into the cushion of her breast. Stephanie cuddled her face in that lavish plain of warm softness. She could hear the steady thud of Mona's heart, quickening a little now that Stephanie was so close. Stephanie appreciated the affection, but she was still eating. With Mona not letting her go anywhere, she continued shoveling biscuit and pancake into her mouth. "Don't get anything on my boob, now. Especially no syrup," Mona warned

"I won't, I won't. Want some pancake?" Mona opened her mouth as an answer. Stephanie skewered some onto her fork and lifted it up to Mona's face. Mona leaned forward and took a bite. After only a few munches her face twisted into a scowl.

"Oh God. That is eggy."

"It's not that bad."

"The hell it isn't. I'll do better next time. I kinda went gung ho with it and used my own amounts on the ingredients. Clearly I shouldn't have done that." Stephanie offered her some more, but she waved it off. "No thanks. I'll wait until I actually learn to cook it right."

"Stop it. I'm eating them up, aren't I?"

"Yeah, but only because you're being nice."

"Ugh, shut up. If my face wasn't glued to your boob I'd slap you."

"Well, in that case I think I'll keep you there," Mona said, patting Stephanie on the cheek.

Stephanie hummed contently. "You're stuck with me then. Keep me here long enough and I'll fall back asleep." That wasn't quite the truth. With that freshly cooked breakfast bloating her belly and the ever-present smothering of Mona's body, there was no way in hell she was going back to sleep. Her thigh was braced against Mona's, a colossal trunk of gentle flesh run through with a dense core of powerful muscle. Her bosom was impossibly soft, but was pressed so assertively onto Stephanie's face that much of it was enveloped by tit. She wasn't hungry anymore, but being so close to the woman she loved had her yearning for something more. Her thighs squeezed together, something Mona was keen to notice. She waited patiently for Stephanie to finish her pancakes, soothing her fingers through her auburn hair, undoing as many little knots as she could. She loved Stephanie's hair, even when it was a train wreck. It was one of her finer features, among others.

Stephanie swallowed the last bit of pancake and gave it to Mona to put away. Mona took it and placed it on the coffee table in front of them. Stephanie hugged her and rested her chin on her breast. Her fluffy fox tail beat against the couch behind her. Mona smiled and slid her paw down from the back of Stephanie's head to her lower back, just above her tail. She reached up underneath her shirt, scratching the thin trench above her spine. Stephanie murred and brought one paw to Mona's breast, admiring its weight and how badly the fabric was stretched around it. Even through the layer of her shirt and bra she could feel the poke of her nipple. Mona dipped her nose against the top side of Stephanie's snout. Stephanie lifted her face and kissed her softly. They locked lips with each other and made out tenderly, their paws smoothing themselves along every sweet bit that they could. Stephanie was awake now. The growing ache in her pussy made sure of that.

Mona grabbed the backside of Stephanie's shirt and lifted it up and off of her. She was totally nude in her lap. Mona cupped one adorably small breasts. Capping it was a nipple such a light pink color that it almost blended in with her white underbelly fur. Mona still found it, and made sure to swim circles around it with her index finger. "Ohh..." Stephanie sighed. Her nipples went hard. They were wracked with a heavy tingling made severe by their sensitivity. Her legs began to quiver and her tail went kerfluff. Her arousal beckoned a pungent moisture from her womanhood, now begging to be dealt with. She moaned into Mona's maw, breathing deeply with every brief split between their lips.

Mona smiled. Hearing those adorable coos and whimpers triggered her own desire, one that bubbled along the inside of her thighs and made her giant nipples toughen. Stephanie was dough in her grasp, reacting to every individual bump and nudge exactly how she intended her to. She was so adorable. It made Mona so happy knowing she felt good having her touching her. Soon the heat emanating from between her legs brushed against Mona's nose as a strong, exigent odor, one that intensified her own arousal. She kissed her deeply, wrestling her tongue on hers. Stephanie offered no resistance, wanting desperately for her to go further and further until that was all she could feel or taste.

Eventually they parted lips with a mutual gasp. Mona kissed her chin and pecked her way to her neck. Stephanie swooned her head back and sighed. Her paw gripped the collar of Mona's shirt, just where it met her cleavage. Mona pried her paw away and sat up. She peeled her shirt off, revealing her enormous beige bra. She unclasped it, and it plummeted to her belly between her and Stephanie. Her breasts fell into their natural form, a pair of angelically soft globes endowed by God with astounding enormity. Her nipples were like saucers, a deep black color centered by beady nubs. They grew erect in the cool living room air, dotting themselves with fine bumps of rigid areola. Stephanie made good work of giving them the attention they deserved, swimming and swirling her paw around one of them. Mona hummed her content, leaning back and letting Stephanie have her fun. Stephanie gently locked her lips around a nipple and lashed it with her tongue. That got a stir out of Mona who shuffled her thighs together and blushed. Mona reached behind Stephanie and massaged her buttock. It was a doughy little hunk of meat so fun to play with that it was a sin. Stephanie giggled on Mona's nipple and wiggled her butt playfully.

Soon Mona's jaw was slack as she moaned softly. Her cunt was on fire, filling her groin with a burning moisture that spread inexorably. "Ah, God... We gotta... We gotta go to the bedroom."

Stephanie came off of her nipple with her little pink fox tongue blepped from between her lips. She looked up at Mona with her adorable amber eyes. "Can't we do it here?"

"If you want to, but we gotta get the toys, and I ain't letting you go anywhere far..."

Stephanie smiled. "Let's go then."

Without hesitation, Mona grabbed Stephanie by the midriff and lifted her off of the couch. She laid her on her shoulder with her top half dangling down her back. Stephanie giggled as Mona stood up off the couch and carried her down the hall as effortlessly as she would a tree branch. Mona smiled along the way, happy to have Stephanie's little fox butt next to her face. They made it to Mona's bedroom, a place far more tidy and conservative than Stephanie's. She leaned forward and gently sat her on the edge of the bed. She sat there with her paws between her thighs as she excitedly watched Mona undress. Mona dropped her pants and then her panties. Her cunt was jutted forward from her loins, exhaling a dense aura of sexual might that made Stephanie's nose sizzle. Her vulva was thick and swollen, already poking forth her rosy clit.

Mona stepped forward towards her and kissed her. Stephanie, while maintaining the kiss as best she could, scooted back to the center of the bed, bringing Mona with her. She lied on her back. Mona came down next to her, still meshing her lips with Stephanie's dutifully. Mona's paw slid up between Stephanie's legs and brushed up the inside of her thigh. Soon it introduced itself to her nethers, now fully open and welcoming any patronage. Stephanie gasped softly. Her mouth fell open while still trying to kiss Mona. That became difficult once she began teasing her middle and ring fingers along the flanks of her pussy lips, smothering themselves in her glistening juices. Stephanie blushed and turned her head aside to moan. Mona kissed her cheek and then the underneath of her ear.

"Mmm, Mona..." she sighed.

"That feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yes..."

"Want it inside?"

"God, yes... I don't know how much longer I can wait."

"Mmm, wait no longer, then." Mona lifted her two fingers up into Stephanie's thatch then slid them down right into her slit. They dipped inside of her smoothly, vanishing mid-knuckle. Stephanie's chest lifted with a deep gasp, feeling Mona's fingers like they had penetrated all the way up into her tummy. Mona slowly began pulling them in and out, warming her up. Stephanie's moans remained somewhat refined until Mona gave her fingers a swirl, nudging the most precious bits placed along her feminine hole. Her moist, tender flesh squished and warped around Mona's fingers, soon blessing them with a steady flow of hot juices. Stephanie squirmed and her tail jittered. Her arm hooked itself onto Mona's side, sinking her claws into her back. She didn't mind, taking it as yet another sign of her pleasure.

"Ohh... Uhhh... Ohhh... Ohhh..." Stephanie sighed repeatedly. Her hips humped against Mona's paw, urging for more and more attention. Mona gave it to her, deepening the thrust of her fingers and widening their circles. She was very familiar with Stephanie's layout, knowing exactly what to touch, when to touch, and how to touch it. At any moment she could throw Stephanie into a fit, sending her towards a fierce orgasm she couldn't prevent. That, however, wouldn't have been fun. She was going to burn as much time as she could, lingering Stephanie in that sweet bliss until her body could take it no more and be forced to release her climax. Stephanie knew what she was doing. Mona toyed with her all of the time like this, trapping her in a cycle of ecstasy that edged towards climax but seemed to get there slower and slower like an asymptote. Stephanie loved it. She felt so small and vulnerable when Mona was touching her. She never wanted it to end.

Sadly it had to, and the sudden escalation of Stephanie's moans signaled that it was getting ready to. "Huhhh... Baby... I'm close... Fuck..."

"Mmm, I see that." Mona neither sped up nor slowed down her fingering, maintaining a pace she had set as soon as Stephanie had begun moaning in earnest. "You're gonna cum for me?"

"Ahhh! Yes...! If you keep... Mmf... Doing that... Yes... Don't stop... Please... Ohh..."

"Don't worry. I'm not gonna stop until you cum for me. Soon?"

"Uhhhhh~!"

"Alright then. Cum whenever you have to baby. Take your time."

She didn't have to. That conflicting combination of Mona's sweet words with her authoritarian fingering clashed together and triggered her orgasm. Her back rocketed into an arch, upthrusting her tummy which sucked into itself like a vacuum sealed bag. "Huuuhhhhhhhuuuhhhhh~~~!!!" Her cunt blessed Mona's paw with a sharp gust of heat accompanied by an ooze of white cream. Her hips bucked into the air wildly as the muscles across her buttocks and thighs twitched and shook. Mona kissed her cheek throughout the ordeal, though it went mostly ignored thanks to the explosion of good feelings. It came to an end like all things do and Stephanie's butt slowly lowered itself back down to the bed.

A proud Mona slipped her fingers out and hovered them above their faces. A thickish white cream was coated across her two fingers and slid down her palm. "Mmm, look at that. So sweet."

Stephanie struggled to contain her breathing. The residue of pleasure burned across her loins and thighs like some throbbing ache. She blushed hard at the sight of her own cum on Mona's fingers. "Uhhh... Stop it... Oh God, that was nice... Thank you."

"My pleasure, baby." Mona dipped her fingers into her mouth and suckled them clean. She pulled them out with her lips puckered around them like a popsicle. She took time to lap up every drop that remained, all the while staring at Stephanie saucily.

Stephanie snickered. "You're nasty."

"Maybe, but I can't help it with a girl as sweet as you."

"Mmm, you're too kind." She lifted her head for a kiss which Mona supplied. Stephanie sat up and stretched her thighs open. She rubbed her pussy some more, already ready for more action. "God, what do you wanna do now?"

"Want me to get the strap on?" Mona asked, laid out on her side with her head propped up on her fist."

"In a little while." She rested her paw on Mona's hip. "I want to make you cum first."

"Aww, you're so sweet." She slid her pow down her belly and circled her middle finger around her cunt. "What do you want me to do?"

Stephanie grinned. "On your back. Spread your legs."

Mona obeyed, opening her legs as wide as they could go with her knees bent. Her feminism stood out from her groin, a powerful cavern of hot flesh demanding attention. "Come here, beautiful."

Stephanie did, crawling up to between her massive legs and resting on her tummy. She looped her arms underneath Mona's thighs and latched her paws onto their topside. She was face to face with Mona's cunt, feeling its heat drift across her snout. She tried not to be too obvious, but she inhaled deeply, feeling that fleshy odor simmer through her nose and into her lungs. Her mouth watered and her tail wagged. She kissed the insides of Mona's thighs before giving a royal smooch smack onto Mona's vulva.

"Ooh!" went Mona, jumping a little. "That's it... Ahh... That'll get me going." That proved right once Stephanie licked her tongue up her slit, eliciting a sharp shiver of delight throughout her body. "Uhhh... Good girl... I like that. Ooh..." Stephanie spent her time the same way Mona had on her: building up a slow burn that gradually rose towards a big finish. Mona was not alone in being familiar with her partner's intimates. She swirled her tongue just around her gate, not bothering to slip it inside just yet. She was focusing more on avoiding Mona's hotspots rather than triggering them. That would come later.

Mona's eyes were rolling back into her head as she fought to contain her moaning. She failed utterly. "Haaahhhh... Huhhh... Mmmm... God... Yes... Huhhh... Huhhh..." She looked down at Stephanie through the yawning gap between her breasts. She looked so adorable with her eyes closed, her little pink tongue lapping away at her pussy like a cat drinking milk. Mona laid a paw on her head and massaged her scalp. Stephanie's eyes opened and looked up to meet hers. It was an emotional wallop that made Mona's head flop backwards onto the mattress and had her groaning rather grotesquely. "Uuugggghhhhhhuuuuuhhhhhhhh~"

Stephanie smiled to herself and continued her meal. She kicked things up a notch when her tongue finally made its way inside. Mona's toes curled and her knees bent tighter. A steady quake rumbled through her thighs, occasionally broken up by a sharp twitch or jerk. Stephanie's tongue started getting quicker and more complex, wriggling about in a fashion almost without pattern. Wild as it was, it was not totally reckless. Stephanie was hitting each spot sensitive to touch, most importantly Mona's fat clitoris, a thick knob of flesh burdened with a swarm of nerve endings.

Mona's paw clenched into a fist on Stephanie's head, closing around a big clump of her hair. She unconsciously mushed Stephanie's face deeper into her crotch, all but smothering the powerless little fox. Stephanie certainly didn't mind. She took it as the ultimate sign that she was doing good, although she had to speed things up lest she drown in Mona's pussy. That nearly happened when Mona came. Her hips bounced off the mattress spastically, jiggling the flesh across her buttocks and thighs and jostling Stephanie's head. Her normally stoic voice rocketed into a girlish squeal that wavered and shook. Steamy cum came gushing forward, dousing Stephanie's snout and welling inside her mouth. She did not stop tonguing her, keeping it up and swallowing Mona's delicious climax until it was over.

Mona's body eventually settled, but she couldn't help but whimper quietly as she bit her knuckle. She let go of Stephanie's head, mercifully allowing her to breathe. She came up with a soft gasp and laughed. "Ahh! Now that was sweet. Did you like that?"

Mona managed to chuckle through her panting. "Ahh... I think I enjoyed that... Huhhh... Just a little... Ooh... Good girl... Good girl..."

Stephanie's tail wagged triumphantly. She licked clean the cum plastered across her lips and crawled on top of her lover. She booped noses with her. "I'm glad you liked it. Consider it thanks for breakfast, and for making me cum."

Mona grinned and grabbed her midriff. "Well, buckle up, then. There's a whole lot more where that came from." She pushed her off of her and set her aside. She got off the bed and headed for her closet. Stephenie's tail thumped against the mattress hard, excited for what came next. Mona opened the sliding closet doors and bent down for something. She took her time looking, knowing very well Stephanie was ogling her giant ass. After ensuring she had gotten her look-see, she reached into a small bag and retrieved a strapon dildo. She put it on and turned around, striking a sexy pose against the side of the closet doorway. The strapon was a clear plastic bubble dildo both long and thick, knobbed several times over from tip to hilt like a string of beads. It sprung from her crotch proudly as if it knew the significance of its arrival.

Stephanie bit her lip and grinned naughtily. "And what are you gonna do with that?"

"Oh, I have some ideas. It would be really nice of you to get on all-fours for me."

Stephanie was quick to follow orders, rolling over and assuming her position. She aimed her hindquarters at Mona and cocked her tail over to the side. Her cunt was parted open already, clung with the aftermath of her previous orgasm. "How's this?" she asked cheekily.

"Perfect~" Mona climbed the bed just behind her. Her cock jostled and shook as she moved, much a part of her as any other. She held Stephanie by her hips, rubbing her paws up and down the velvet curves of her trunk and ass. She took the time to fully appreciate her form. It was small, yes, but perfectly encapsulated everything Mona deemed beautiful in women. Of course, she was probably biased. She loved Stephanie so much that she had become a standard for attraction. It was in that tender moment that a needle of doubt wiggled itself into Mona's heart, making her question if she, such a beastly looking woman, at least in her eyes, deserved Stephanie.

That baseless thought dissipated once Stephanie looked back and up at her with those sparkling eyes of hers. She looked worried. "Aren't you gonna put it in?" she asked. She wasn't impatient or demanding, only concerned that something may have been wrong.

Mona smiled. "Yeah, I just wanted to touch you. You're really sexy when you sit like this."

Stephanie smiled, melting Mona's heart. "Thanks, baby. I love you."

"I love you too. Here it comes." Mona grabbed her extension and aimed it at Stephanie's cunt. Dense plastic met wet flesh with an audible skwish.

"Uhh..." Mona teased the dildo's tip along her cunt before pushing it forward and burying the first knob inside. Stephanie's vulva bulged out and around it as it swallowed it, doing so again and again as Mona gradually inserted each orb. "Uhh... Ohh..! Ahh..." Soon the last knob was inside of her with Mona's hips pressed against her ass. She held it there for several moments while Stehanie moaned and squirmed. She could feel each knob individually from the rest as they pressed against a part of her now buzzing with delight. Without suggestion, she moved herself forward and glided her cunt up that bulbed shaft. Her pussy lips gaped, then closed, then gaped again as each bubble popped out of her. She came to a halt around the last one before coming back full length. She began a steady cadence of back and forth, moaning and rolling her head about.

Mona kept still, letting Stephanie go to work as she pleased. The most she did was play with Stephenie's fox tail, rubbing it underneath and between her breasts while enjoying its exquisite softness. She took its fluffy white tip and teased it against her nipple, stiffening it more and triggering another bite of arousal within her loins.

Stpehanie brought herself as far back as she could go, flattening her buttocks against Mona's crotch. She wriggled and rolled her hips, knocking those heavenly bulbs against every part of her pussy. "Huhhhh... Oh God... That's so fucking good... Oh my God... I love it so much..."

"Want me to start fucking you?" Mona asked.

"Huhh... I... Mmm... I think... Fuh... Fuck... Yes... Fuck me, please... Mona..."

"Of course, baby. Here I go." She held Stephanie's hips in place and pulled hers back to deliver the first thrust, one deep yet gentle. She pushed Stephanie forward with each backstroke then pulled her in with each return. Forceful as she was, she made sure to go slow. The assault of the dildo's many knobs, splendid as they were, could've easily hurt her with too much impact.

Fortunately, that didn't happen. Stephanie was spared the greatest feeling possible thanks to that heavenly scepter. Her voice went shrill as she reported her delight. "Uhhh! Uhh! Ohh... Fuck... Uhhh! Yes! Yes..." Even past the dense plastic Stephanie could feel the machinations of the woman thrusting it into her. Her colossal buttucks clenched, wobbling the doughy blubber padding them and her thighs. Her abs crunched and her paws squeezed her hips, moving her back and forth with ease. Adding to the physical pleasure billowing through her loins was knowing how hard Mona worked to make her feel good, all because she loved her. She made her appreciation clear through her moans, never holding them back.

Mona was going through her own feelings of love, both emotional and physical. The cock jutting from her was fake, but everything she felt coming from it seemed very real. It became a receptacle of good feeling that surged pleasure down its length and into her whole body. Like a phantom limb she felt every tiny detail of Stephanie's insides gliding across her extension. The gentle press of its base against Mona's cunt did well to stimulate her even further. Her jaw was hung slack, letting go a few soft moans of her own.

Stephanie's upper body fell flat to the mattress as it became difficult to hold herself up. Her frizzy hair collapsed around her head, obscuring it. More and more moans echoed from her, muffled by the comforter. "Ohhhh God... Fuck... I think I'm cumming... Yes! Oh God! I'm cumming!" Mona increased her power, albeit at the same pace. She could feel Stephanie's orgasm coming fast and sought to draw it out of her as hard as she could. There would be no gentle persuasion towards the edge. This was a full-force push right into the abyss. "Uhhhh! Oh shit! Ahh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Uhh! Uhhhhhh!!!" Her wailing voice plummeted into a throaty gurgle once her climax arrived, seizing her cunt into a shivering vice around Mona's still thrusting cock. Her face jerked up from the mattress as the rest of her was thrown into a terrific fit of shivers. Mona kept thrusting for as long as the climax lasted, both catalyzing and prolonging it into something devastating. The dildo came out smothered in Stephanie's cum, a thickish liqueur stifling the air with its lovely smell. Her cunt was left a gaping cavity of hot pink, oozing feminine nectar.

Mona massaged her quivering back. She purred soothingly as Stephanie moaned and whimpered. "Ohhh, good girl... That's it... That's how I like it. Was that good?"

Stephanie slumped her face back down into the mattress. Her face was hot like fire and her fists were balled next to her cheeks. She shivered incessantly. "Yes..." she squeaked quietly. "You made me cum."

"Yeah, I noticed." Stephanie slumped over onto her side and rolled onto her back. Her red hair was strung over her face. Mona reached down and pulled it aside. Her eyes were closed as if she was asleep. They fluttered open and looked up at Mona. "Hello," Mona said politely.

"Hi," Stephanie said back. She pushed Mona back upright. Stephanie sat up and got on her knees in front of her, coming eye level with the strapon. She closed her eyes and put her mouth around it, gently consuming the detritus of her orgasm so firmly plastered on it. She hummed quietly to herself as her tongue slid itself along the creases between each of the dildo's knobs. She went down as far as she could go, but failed to push the tip anywhere past her throat. With a faint gasp she fell back, content to lick what cum remained around the hilt afterward.

Mona petted her head, sifting her fingers through her delicate cloud of hair. She looked so adorable, engorging herself on what she surely wished was a bonafide part of Mona. It may as well have been, as she imagined the feeling of Stephanie's tongue slithering around her member. Stephanie suckled as much of the dildo clean as her maw would allow before coming off of it and pressing her nose to the underside of the hilt. The shaft rested along the length of her snout and came to an end between her eyes. She lapped the hilt clean with her little pink tongue while she looked at the dildo cross eyed.

Mona put her paw over her mouth to muffle a snort of laughter. Stephanie frowned and tilted her head. "What's so funny?" she asked with feign indignance, knowing exactly what it was she was laughing at.

"Your eyes," chuckled Mona.

Stephanie moved out from underneath the dildo while still keeping her eyes crossed. "What about my eyes? They're pretty, aren't they?"

Mona cracked up into full laughter. She playfully shoved Stephanie in the face. "Shut up. God, you're an idiot."

Stephanie corrected her eyes and smiled. "Only for you, baby." She sat up on her knees and waddled close to her for a kiss. They hugged each other close, making out softly while Mona's faux cock sat latched between Stephanie's thighs. She grinded her feminism against it, already yearning for more of its attention.

It wasn't hard to notice. "Want to go again?" Mona asked breathily.

"Mmm... Yeah, but I want you to cum again."

"I will, but we can do this first."

Stephanie frowned. She clasped her paws behind Mona's back and squeezed herself into her, flattening Mona's tremendous bosom. "I know, but I don't wanna cum again before you do. I want you to cum as many times as I do."

"It's no big deal."

Stephanie pouted her lips. "I wanna make you cum again. Please?" She pecked along Mona's collar, then smooched down to her cleavage. "Pretty please?"

Mona chuckled. "How could I say no? Come on, let's switch it up." Mona backed off of her and left the bed. She undid the strapon and dropped it to the hardwood floor while she walked back to the closet. She didn't waste any time fetching the next item on the list: a two foot long, pink rubber, double-ended dildo. She held it by the center and wobbled it around in her paw. It was mildly flexible and very heavy, webbed across its length in randomly patterned veins. "How's this? It's been a while since we've busted out this bad boy."

Stephanie shrugged. "Whatever works for you. I can go along with that."

"Perfect~." Mona walked back to the bed, her lewd saber flopping about in her paw like a small pool noodle. "You know what to do."

Stephanie did, leaning back and propping herself on her arms with her legs spread. Mona kneeled in front of her and pointed one end of the dildo at her cunt. She pressed it to her lips and pushed until the head was inside. Stephanie inhaled sharply and bit her lip. Mona continued burying it inside of her, listening to the faint squilsh of her vulva caving in around it. Stephanie's breathing quickened up until about a quarter of the dildo was firmly inside of her. It poked out from her cunt like a second tail, lying just above her real one.

"Alright, be still," Mona said.

"Ahh... You got it. Mmf..."

Mona slid her left leg beneath one of Stephanies and laid her right over the other. She grabbed the dildo and aimed it down at her own cunt, making Stephanie gasp. "Ah, sorry," Mona apologized.

"Uhh... No. That's good. I like it... Keep going."

"Heh, alright." Mona pressed her cunt against the dildo's tip and buried it inside of her. "Ohh, yes..." She continued forward slowly, huffing and puffing through the combined strain and pleasure. Stephanie bit her lip and gripped the comforter as the dildo slid deeper into her pussy. Soon it was at its greatest depth, edging somewhat painfully towards her cervix. She let go a small yelp, but said nothing to make Mona stop. SMona kept coming, encasing every inch until finally her vulva kissed Stephanie's. The two women sat there for a while, moaning together while they took their time adjusting to the dildo's exquisite feeling. Mona's tongue sprung loose with a devious smile rising corners of her mouth. A humid sigh puffed from her maw once she began grinding her hips against that pillar of love. Stephanie felt it just as well, swinging her hips into their own little humping motion. It was overpowered by Mona who was soon pushing herself into a full blown frenzy of mighty thrusts and bounces. She growled and groaned, a boisterous melody underlaid by Stephanie's own vocalizations.

The dildo shared between them succeeded in doing what its predecessor had, creating a physical connection between their bodies like their sensations had become one. It went even beyond that, melding their emotions together into an amalgamation of mutual love unbreakable and fierce. Carnal as it was, their bodies gyrating together with that dildo buried in their intimates certified to them both just how profound their feelings were.

Just as great as their emotional connection, if not greater, was the fiery passion tearing through their bodies. Mona bounced her buttocks off of the mattress, rattling the frame until it creaked in protest. Her moans occasionally phased into laughter, she was having so much fun. The dildo went deep. She wanted it deeper. Her attempt at making it so afflicted Stephanie just as well. She was there for the ride, offering little in the way of moving. Mona's chaotic humping wasn't something she wanted to go against. Even if she was so daring, the pleasure ripping through her all but paralyzed the muscles in her buttocks and thighs, rendering them nothing but a rubbery mess of joyous sensations.

Mona soon lost control of her speed. Her cunt felt ready to burst once again as a great pleasure swelled along her crotch with devastating significance. "Huuhhhhh, geez! God! Uhhhhh! I'm gonna cum! God! I'm close!" Her teeth gritted together and her lips snarled. She went hard and fast, dragging her incoming orgasm out with vicious speed.

Stephanie was in the same condition, losing all bodily control over herself. It required all mental and physical strength to keep herself propped up. All sensation was numbed under the oncoming wave of delight surging up from her loins and into the rest of her body. The most she could muster was her voice, a wild caterwaul both incoherent and uncontrolled. She didn't care. It reflected accurately how she was feeling.

It struck home for the both of them so hard and abruptly that it was almost rude. Mona's head whipped back to throw out a guttural howl. Stephanie did much the opposite, curling forward like she had been punched in the gut. Both of them spasmed hard, their thighs and buttocks caving in as their muscles contracted almost painfully. Their vulvas, pressed tightly against another's, both released a heavy dose of their womanly fluids, completely soaking the dildo and intermixing with the other's.

Stephanie's muscles finally gave out and she plopped onto her back. "Uggghhhhhh...fuck. Oh my God... Mona..." She covered her paws over her face, a tad ashamed by the verbose way she had been moaning.

"Uhh... yeah?" Mona was gawking at the dildo between them. An inch or two was visible between their lips. Very little of its pink color was visible through the combined slime of their cum. Judging by how she felt, Mona guessed that most of it was hers.

"That was fucking incredible." Stephanie said, limply dropping her arms aside her head. She stared wide-eyed at the ceiling as if lost in a two thousand-yard stare.

Mona chuckled, vibrating herself in a way that jostled the dildo and made her gasp. "Aah, yeah. I thought so too. Dang. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"Mmf, a little too much."

Mona tilted her head. She didn't think that was possible. "What do you mean?"

"I mean I came."

"Yeah? That was the point."

"I mean I've still cum more than you have. The whole point was to even the score."

"Even the score?" Mona rolled her eyes and groaned. "It's not that big a deal! Calm down, will ya!" She chastised her like there wasn't a two-foot dildo sticking in their pussies. "You're talking about it like it's some game!"

"I know it's not a game!" Stephanie snapped. "I just want to repay you for everything you've done."

"Making you cum?" She scoffed. "That's easy."

"Shut up. That's not what I'm talking about." She wriggled backwards by her shoulders, sliding off of the dildo. She grabbed its slimy shaft until she was completely off of it."Gah! There we go." She sat up. "What I mean is you do so much for me. You cook breakfast, you deal with my messy room, you let me borrow your clothes..."

"No, I don't, but please continue."

"I just... What I'm saying is that you do a lot, and I'm trying to repay it." She frowned. Her shoulders sagged under what had to have been guilt. "I feel like I don't do enough around here sometimes. I'm lazy and I get in the way." She scratched the back of her head. "Shit, the least I can do is make you cum."

Stephanie was looking down at the mattress while she spoke. She missed Mona's heartfelt reaction, one where tears welled in her eyes. She didn't see it coming when Mona reached forward and pulled her in for a tight hug, entrenching her face right between her boobs until her whole head vanished. She squeezed her tight and pressed her cheek against the top of her head. "You do more than enough, Stephanie. You're my everything. I do those things because I want to take care of you and make you happy. I love you." Stephanie's tail wagged. That was everything she needed to hear, but she also needed to breathe. She patted Mona's back urgently. "Oh! Sorry."

She let her out from her jugs. Stephanie gave an exaggerated gasp. "Ahh! I love you too... Geez, suffocate me much?"

Mona giggled. "Sorry, I love you too much."

"Apparently!" She reached up and looped her arms around her neck. She kissed her lips. "I appreciate everything you do for me, Mona. You're my everything, too. I don't know where I'd be without you. I'll do more around here, just to show that I really do care."

"And you'll stop wearing my clothes for pajamas?"

"That... I can't guarantee..."

Mona rolled her eyes. "Of course you can't." She smiled and gave her a playful squeeze on the butt. "Oof, if I'm not mistaken there's a giant dildo in my vagina." The two women looked down. "Yup."

"Mmm, let me take care of that." Stephanie scooted back and laid down on her side, propping herself up on her elbow. Mona stayed leaned back with her legs spread. She grabbed the cum-ridden dildo and, instead of pulling it out, slowly began pushing it deeper inside.

"Ooh... I see how it is... Ahah... Ahh..."

Stephanie grinned smugly. "Gotta even the score, y'know?"

"Yeah... I know... Mmmm..."

They spent their time in that position as Stephanie toyed the dildo in, out, and around Mona's nethers. She never went hard, fast, or even especially deep. She maneuvered the dildo as smoothly and evenly as she could. Mona, past having any orgasms as powerful as the previous ones, was content to experience it for as long as it lasted. The pleasure was something like a deep simmer, nothing too hot, but more than enough to force a smile and the occasional moan. Stephanie spoke to her throughout, asking her how it felt, saying how much she appreciated her, telling her how beautiful she was. Mona soaked it all in, returning her compliments as well as she took them. She didn't want it to end.

Alas, the good times reached their conclusion once Mona's third orgasm came about. She didn't want it to happen, but Stephanie's expert application of the dildo forced her to capitulate. She moaned quietly, thankful for the ecstasy but just as sad that it had to end. She fell onto her back with the brightest smile on her face. Stephanie released the dildo and set it aside. She straddled Mona's trunk and hovered her face over hers. "Now we're even." she said with a smirk.

Mona chuckled. "Yeah, I guess so."

They kissed each other some more before going on an adventure with their bodies. There were no more acts of thrusting or anything else so barbaric. They made love calmly and sweetly. They ensured every bit of their bodies was paid its due, receiving sweet caresses, strokes, fondles, and kisses. Their heats became intertwined, ther furs laced together. Stephanie's tail grew tired as it wagged throughout, belying any happiness that she may have tried to keep hidden. Mona, so in love with that fuzzy fox tail, did everything to keep it moving. She succeeded.

They took a shower together, and scrubbed each other off. They got dry and came back to the bedroom for cleanup. Once that was said and done, they waltzed into the living room. Mona had her pants and bra on, Stephanie was totally naked, her hair finally straight down like it was naturally. She walked with a gay little spring to her step. Far from the grumpy gus she had started the morning as, she'd assumed a chipper attitude getting fucked really good tends to bring on. Mona watched with an amused smile, focusing on the bounce and jiggle of her butt. She noticed the time on the microwave. "Geez, it's not even 1 o'clock."

"So? That means we got the whole day ahead of us," Stephanie said, twisting back and forth on her feet gaily. She was acting like she had done a line of cocaine.

"Is this the trick to getting you up in the morning? Hot sex?"

"Hmmm, I think so. I'd get up every morning bright and early if it meant getting fucked real nice."

"Yeah, I would too." Mona thought for a moment. "Hey, remember when you said you'd do more for me?"

Stephanie came to a halt. Her eyes went wide, paying rapt attention. She was ready to please. "Yeah? What is it?"

Mona stepped forward and took her paw. "Follow me," she said quietly. She took her along to Stephanie's bedroom. She opened the door and gestured for her to step inside. Stephanie grinned stupidly, eager for whatever act was about to follow, surely something devious. She skipped inside, ready for action.

SLAM!

She almost jumped out of her skin. She spun around and saw the door closed behind her. She was alone. Mona put her mouth to the crack in the door and hollered.

"Clean your dang room!"

THE END