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Waking Up

Jennifer was suddenly awoken. The day (or perhaps night, she could not tell) before was all a sort of blur to her. She awoke to find the Male anthropomorphic fox on top of her, still very much passed out. As her senses began to return to her, she suddenly realized that his member was still very much inside of her, droplets of cum leaking from her delicate opening. Her first thought was to immediately panic and throw the someway heavy male to the side, but it occurred to her with some amount of speed that she was still stuck in this cell.

Her mind swirled over and over again about what had happened in the past 24 hours. Just the day before she had been a happy teenager working a regular job, going home, and generally enjoying life. Now, she was here, locked up in this cell, a strange man had taken her chastity and was still atop her body. She wasn't even a teenage girl anymore; she was some kind of Fox / Human hybrid. Her mind wasn't even sure how to handle itself in this situation trying desperately to pull all of the clues together. As she stirred, so too did the male fox atop her, so she shifted to the side as she felt him starting to pull out of her now much furrier pussy.

He opened his eyes and looked down at her

"Well, that was quite the experience for a first timer eh? They dragged you all the way down here, shot you full of a morphogenic serum, and then they let me mate with you. I'm sure you've got all manner of questions, but let's get those answered later eh?"

"Later? I think we need to get those answered right now!" Jennifer snapped coldly, trying feebly to shove the now awaked Fox off of her.

"No" he said, taking a large sniff of the air "I think we can get to those questions much later, right now you're still very much in heat, and I would feel as if I'm not doing my job if I just let that slide."

Jennifer could only pull back for a number of seconds, her brain trying to take in what he had just said to her. And then, like a wall of bricks, the burning sensation in her insides returned. It was as if someone had turned off whatever was dimming her senses, and a sudden rush of pheromones and feelings rushed through her head. She felt as her mound began to get wet again, a mix of dried cum and fluids starting to seep from her entrance.

"Yes, I think I'm going to very much enjoy getting you pregnant my dear. I haven't met many a vixen in my time, but I must admit that you are the first whose smell alone could intoxicate me. I'm curious how many kits that little womb of yours can carry, though I guess there is really only one way to find out."

Jennifer's mind began to fog over, as the Male left the bed, stretched, and turned back to her. She felt as if she wanted to leave the bed, follow him wherever he intended to go, but her mind seemed to try and snap back to reality.

"This is wrong!" She cried out "I'm a human girl, a human girl! I'm not some play thing for you to come in and fuck whenever you please."

The male fox looked at here with a mixture of bemusement and sympathy.

"Listen, I know this is going to be hard to take in right now, but for both our sakes, why don't you just ride with the flow. Let those instincts tell you that you want my member back inside your depths rule the day right now; because, once your bred and filled with kits the Lab won't be so open to letting you just have sex."

Jennifer simply looked confused

"Here, let me make it a bit clearer. I'm going to take you a few more times today, until the point that you won't be able to sigh without a bit of my seed leaking out of you. Please do try and enjoy yourself during this whole thing, I don't want your first times to go to waste."

With that, he began to stroke his sheath, playing a bit with his furry balls and looking directly into her eyes. She felt a sudden compulsion, though she did not know why, to wrap her muzzle around his quickly growing member. With very little said between the two, he approached her while she sat on the bed. As he brought his member to her face, she began to lick her lips, wanting to learn what he tasted like.

He wrapped his paws around the back of her head, guiding her muzzle to his Throbbing cock. As he pushed past the vixen's lips, a mixture of her saliva and tongue quickly greeted him.

"It will be nice to have a partner, if only for a while," He remarked "Besides, I only want to do what is best for the future mother of my kits." Slowly he guided her head back and forth along his rigid shaft, causing Jennifer to gag a little as he pushed deeper into her mouth.

"Don't worry little one, I won't be using this mouth of yours for long, I just want to give you some time to get a bit wetter downstairs before we go through round 2."

She could not help but keep her eyes closed, as her mouth was used as little more than a way of getting him erect. His paws gracefully played with her ears and the fur around the back of her head, making sure to try and pet and comfort her. She felt as one his paws slowly wandered off the back of her head, and along her neck and chest.

"You have such perfect little breast. It will almost be a shame to see them swell when I do finally get you good and bred... almost"

His hand, reached down her shoulder, to cup one of her breast, quickly flipping her nipple back and forth. The sudden feeling sent spikes of electricity through her body, causing her heart to begin to beat faster, her cheeks to blush, and her folds to release even more of her intoxicating smell and juices. His hand began to massage and rub at her chest, quickly alerting her to the fact that she now had not 2 but 8 nipples going down a line on her chest.

Than almost as suddenly as she had found herself wrapping her muzzle around his member, he stopped.

"I think I'm going to take you the old fashioned way, like the wild animal you are."

He took her paw in his, and pulled her into a standing position in the somewhat cramped cell. His smell and musk were overwhelming, she wanted more of him.

"Take me" she slowly moaned, surprised by her own exclamation.

"Oh, finally getting into this I see, well I'm glad that the rest of this won't be so very one sided."

He slowly grabbed at her sides, and turned her in such a way that she faced the wall. He then pushed down on her shoulders, causing her hands to touch the floor with her feet, and her ass and tail presented to her mate and his member. She saw him approach her backside, pushing her tail to the side. His hands wrapped around her waist, bringing his ripped and muscular body against her rump. She quickly stole a glance between her legs to see his member dangling just below her now sopping wet entrance. She watched as he took a paw from her waist and wrapped it around his member, slowly guiding it to her prominently displayed flower.

He quickly pushed into her, her juices coating him as he entered. He brought his face and muzzle to her backside, clenching around her small waist as he thrust in and out of her. It was like a pure bliss, the fire between her legs being doused little by little each time he pushed further into her. She could feel her tunnel wrapping around his member, as she pushed herself back into him. His white, furry balls bounced off the entrance to her nether lips making an interesting squishy sound.

His member penetrated deeper and deeper into her wet folds, causing her to emit a small canid yelp with each thrust. She could hear him slowly moaning over her shoulder, as she looked between her arms and legs to see his pink member sliding in and out of her. She watched as his knot began to slowly inflate at the base of his penis. She could feel as it slowly started to pound at her entrance.

"Yes please, mate me!" she cried in ecstasy.

The Knot began to swell even more, quickly becoming larger than her entrance could handle, and she began to experience her first orgasm. It hit her like an electrical storm, causing her tunnel to contract and tighten around the penis inside. As she did, she felt and watched as the now ballooning knot slipped through her nearly virgin entrance. The two were now tied together, and she felt as the male above her began to drool on her shoulder. And as if the drool and his seed were working on a clock, she felt jets of hot and sticky semen began shooting into her womb, quickly filling her passageway.

The workout, in addition to the weight of the male on top of her caused her roll on to her side, her newly found mate rolling right along with her, into a more comfortable position on the floor. As the endorphins and ecstasy of the whole situation began to wear off, the more human and logical side of her brain seemed to make a return appearance.

"Alright, you're not going anywhere for a while big boy, so how bout we start to answer some of those questions?"

"Why not?" He yawned.

"At the very least I think I deserve to know a name. I figure if I am going to be the mother to your children than at a minimum I deserve a name."

"It's Darien" he said, stretching around in order to get into a more comfortable position.

"So Darien, do you have any idea why you and I are right here right now?"

"That's a loaded question isn't it?" his tail wagging back and forth playfully.

"You know what I mean" Jennifer sighed.

"Well, if you're wondering why you're in this prison cell, I can only imagine it's because you didn't reach the 'performance requirements' up above. You see it all the time, folks who don't pay their bills on time, folks who don't meet the minimum requirements, you name it they'll find a reason to throw them down here. As for why you're spotting such a lovely fur coat," his hand wandering across her body, rubbing it along her belly and chest "That's a bit more complicated. As far as they've been willing to tell me, it's all got to do with population control. You're aware of the breeding policy?"

"Yes, that in order to be allowed to breed, a couple must submit a request to the council to have children or even sex. It is to help keep the population in check with such limited resources." She responded in an almost academic tone.

"Yeah, about that, it would seem that as a surprise to everyone on the council that people don't often listen to those request about telling the council what they are up to. As a result, the council thought of this clever way to not only restore the local wild life populations, but keep the overall population of the Domes in check. The result is what has happened to your right now. The 'Lower Performing' workers are pulled away and turned into things that are no longer human. They are used to breed for wildlife and food for the rest of the population. You appear to be one of the lucky ones who gets to breed for the rest of your days."

Jennifer's brain reeled at the thought that not only was she now stuck like this, but that the people she had come to know and trust did it with such little care and consideration.

"What about my family? What about my Dad, will I ever get to see him again?"

"Afraid not" Darien said in a cold manner "Once people are inducted into this little breeding program, they are forbidden from ever seeing any previous contact that they may have had. This is the systems way of keeping this whole project under wraps, to make everyone believe that the Domes above are in perfect working order with a completely disciplined society."

"That's sick..."

"Yeah, I'm not exactly the one who gets to make all the rules or call all the shots, so don't worry about me disagreeing with that position. What I do know is that there is very little that can be done about the whole arrangement. Doctor Siricoff, the tall kind of anti social guy, can explain what's going on in more detail."

"I don't think I want to have any conversation with that man." She said, her nose tilting a bit upwards.

"He really does mean well, he's just not good at the whole social interaction thing. He figured the best way to treat you would be as a number, that way it never gets to personal. Speaking of which, what is your name? I feel like it would be terribly impersonal of me to call you 56687."

"It's Jennifer, but my friends call me Jenny."

"Well Jenny, I wouldn't worry too much about what's going on, it's a pretty care free life for most breeders. You get all of your food brought to you; you don't have to do much work, complete medical care, the works. Once they trust you enough, they'll probably let you out of this cramped cage."

"How long have you been here Darien?"

"This would make my 5th year here in the underground; they found me trying to give rations to the RadioHeads on the outside of the dome and figured it best to lock me up for it."

"Radioheads!? I thought they were just an urbane legend to keep kids from going outside the Dome?"

"Oh no, Radioheads are real people, the poor folks have almost no food, no shelter, nothing. They just hang around the dome in hopes that some of the garbage or waste is useable. Some friends and I used to bring them part of our ration supply every month, it seemed like the most human thing to do," He said with a sad sort of chuckle.

"Is it true what they say about their skin? Is it really all flaky and nasty?"

"I must admit, that quite a few of them were in less than pretty shape. You have to understand though; they have been living out in the harsh conditions outside the dome for upwards of 3 centuries now. You'd be pretty nasty if you lived out there like that too."

The two fox's conversation continued for some time, exchanging stories of where they had grown up, their friends, family, everything. Jennifer finally began to feel as Darien's Knot began to soften up a bit, as he pulled himself out of her.

"Hey Look, Jenny, I'm going to go get some food and have Dr. Siricott check on you. I'll probably be back later once he's done doing whatever it is he's going to do."

Jennifer nodded politely, hopping back up on the bed, and staring the ceiling of the cell.

"In the mean time, read this to keep yourself from getting to bored." He said, as he threw a small book onto the bed.

Jennifer quickly grabbed the piece of literature, examining the title. "Wealth of Nations by Adam Smith? Isn't that banned?"

"Well of course it's banned in the Dome, but you can get your hands on all kind of literature down here that you wouldn't have a chance of finding on the surface. If you get a chance to check out the Library later, you should get yourself a copy of a few books by a guy named Orwell, great reads!" He said, quickly trotting off down the hall.

Jennifer cracked open the new book, if nothing else it would keep her distracted from the fact that all she had was a small cell and a bed. She began to flip through a few of the pages, simply skimming along the surface before her reading session was interrupted by someone knocking on the cage bars. It was Dr. Siricott, in his hands was a small clipboard.

"Hello #56687, according to our schedule, it is time for you to report for a complete examination."

[To Be Continued]