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Muddy.

Raymond Leonardo sat on the edge of his pet's double bed. He had retired and bought a large house in a very scenic location. He had more than enough money for the three of them to live happily. Even after his passing the fox and the wolf would have enough money to live a comfy lifestyle. But death wasn't high on his priorities right now. He looked into the eyes of his terrified pets, the two shivering, backing away from Raymond as he told them a scary story before bed time. Tonight the scary story was "the mudman"

His pets being a feminine male fox with female bits. All he wore was a pair of white panties with a pink heart on the front. And a male wolf who wore a pair of blue panties with a yellow star on the front, he defiantly had all the male bits. The large bulge in his panties was a testimony to this. How old were the two? The fox was twenty six, the wolf was twenty seven, a bit old to be acting like young children? Not in the eyes of their master. Raymond got the pets he wanted and they got all they could possibly want. It's a win win situation.

"M-Master? What happened to the young fox?" Foxy looked over the duvet at his master.

The lion put on the scariest voice he could "he was never. Seen. Again." he paused for a second, "wait...

puppy pulled the cover up over his head, whimpering softly foxy held him close, the wet duvet suggested the poor fox had wet himself. Raymond laughed softly "foxy?"

"y-yes master?" the fox looked at the lion, still scared by the story

"if you can't control your bladder, I'll have to put you in nappies again."

the fox pouted slightly "no master! Please! Not nappies... you know how much I hate them..." he whined

Raymond simply smiled as he walked off. "feel free to take your wet panties off. Just put them in the wash. Okay?" the fox nodded as he slipped out of the bed, pulled his panties off and walked to the door, his furry vagina lips still wet, both him and the wolf blushed. He returned with a new pair on. "no foxy. Tonight you'll be sleeping nude. I don't want you wetting any more of your panties."

"but master!" the fox whined "it's cold!"

"would you like to sleep in wet, piss covered panties? I'm sure wolfy would like to use the toilet..." Raymond was bluffing of course. But it got him what he wanted.

the wolf blushed softly "if that's what master wants me to do..." foxy quickly pulled the panties off and handed them to his master. Blushing furiously. This wasn't the first time he'd stood naked in front of his master and his fellow pet. and yet somehow this was so much more embarrassing for the poor fox.

"Good boy foxy. Sleep tight." he kissed the fox on the forehead as he climbed back into bed, "good night puppy" he then kissed the wolf on the forehead and walked towards the door, "I'll see you both in the morning for breakfast." the lion turned the light off and closed the door as he walked downstairs, leaving the two to sleep.

Foxy was quickly asleep, he was transported away to the land of dreams, tonight he was playing in a pool of mud, weird, but fun. The fox blissfully splashed about in his little haven, it was a beautiful place, around the mud pool was a small clearing in the forest, the grass was a vibrant green, the trees surrounding it blocking out all signs of the outside world. No smelly cities... noisy teens who poked fun at Foxy... it was perfect... out of the corner of his eye he noticed some of the mud shift. He walked towards the shifting mud, a look of amazement, confusion and fright on his face.

"how is that happening?" he reached down and touched the restless mud, he admired how cool it felt on his paws. The mud around his ankles stopped moving. The fox let out a loud cry as he was pulled down into the mud. In a complete frenzy the fox clawed at the mud around him, desperately trying to get out, his screams for help wouldn't be heard, the cool mud made him shiver as it moved around his genitals, it pulled him down. down, down, down. Soon only the poor fox's head was above the mud, he lifted his head up higher, trying to keep his mouth and nose out of the mud, taking deep breaths, this couldn't be the end...

the fox let out a soft whimper as he was completely engulfed. He closed his eyes, feeling claustrophobic, the mud all around him, then he was dropped. He could breath, he opened his eyes, there was a large bubble of air under the mud, and it was constantly shifting, the hole where foxy came through had completely disappeared, It was seamless. The fox tried to shake some of the mud from his feminine form, in the centre of the little bubble he saw some mud move, this time I morphed into the shape of a man. A man made of mud... the fox's eyes widened in realisation "a mudman..." he whispered softly to himself... "no..." he tried to run, when he reached the wall of mud it solidified, blocking his escape, he ran to the other side of the bubble, it too solidified, he was trapped... trapped in this little muddy cell, with the mudman... he was going to die... and he was scared.

The mudman creeped closer, watching the fox slump down against the wall. Foxy closed his eyes as the mud reached forwards, it gripped the mammal's muzzle, when it pulled away, a ring of solid mud held the fox's mouth shut. He looked at the man of mud, tears flowing down his face. The expressionless mud stared back.

Foxy gasped and backed away until his back touched the wall. "oh..." that hadn't been part of his master's story... he watched a shaft of mud appear at the mudman's crotch, his ears flattened as it hardened, bringing forth the appearance of rough, baked clay... foxy had the impression that soon he'd find out if it had the texture of baked clay.

The wall the wrapped itself around the fox's ankles and wrists, it moved him until he was hanging face down in a spread eagle positon. He squirmed and protested, but it seemed the mudman had no ears for his pleas to fall upon. It walked closer, it's nine inches of solid mud, stood there, scaring the poor fox, he wet himself. He could've swore he heard someone laugh, he was brought back to his current situation when the mud touched his anus, his eyes widened, the length was bone dry, his tailhole was also dry... he remembered how much it hurt when puppy took him in raymond's office... and that was in his self lubricated vagina with a slippery length of wolf meat.

He let out a blood curdling scream as the dried mud was forced into his rump, it was pushed in and out, he felt like his rump was being ripped apart, tears flowed down his face, he whimpered and whined as he was taken, the mudman's thrusts getting harder and harder, the fox closed his eyes, wishing it'd all just disappear. Then the mudman came, warm wet mud sprayed from his length. Filling the fox.

The fox just took it. The mudman pulled his length out, leaving the crying fox alone... the mud dropped him, it too left him. The fox yipped. The muddy semen was hardening, he tried to push as much as he could out of his anus, he... felt someone pushing him... someone speaking to him...

"hey foxy... hey... wake up..." it was raymond...

the fox opened his eyes and looked around "what's going on? Where's the mudman?" he jumped out of bed and embraced his feline master. "The mudman touched me. h-he raped me..."

"shh. you were having a nightmare."

the fox whimpered softly "s-so why does my tailhole hurt?"

"puppy was playing with you... he had his penis in your rump. Dry." raymond glared at the wolf "and he will be punished accordingly" the wolf simply nodded, ears flat against his head.

"so there isn't really a mudman?" the fox's ears perked up.

Raymond chuckled and tucked his pets back into bed "no silly, it was a story... or was it?" he walked off, a grin upon his face. "sleep tight boys... don't let the bedbugs bite... or the mudman..." the two pets snuggled up to each other and whimpered softly.