A fun filled day with a surprise visitor
First of all, I will say that it was most unexpected that I met the one person in the world who had as much in common as me. I mean, he basically loves alot of the stuff I do for the same reasons.
And the more we talk, the more I wonder what the future might hold.
This is an exclusive dedication to the snuggly, yiffy fox boi!
Hopes' ya enjoys it.
A fun-filled day with a surprise visitor
I will be blunt, yes, in saying how horrible the past week was. I had been faced with numerous problems; a split hoof, a slow internet connection, and a picture from my early youth which had been near impossible to find.
I had seen so many horrible surprises of late, but I was always glad to go on the computer and talk to those who were sympathetic to my difficulties (it's no fun limping around with a busted hoovie, y'know!), particularly one errant fellow in black fur for which I conversed frequently.
The more we talked, the more we had in common (almost everything). These discourses were quite refreshing. God, how I wished we could meet, but I understood that would be impossible;
We lived in complete opposites of each other; he on the east coast, I on the extreme west in Hawaii.
He is so caring, we have much of the same tastes in lovers.
Sometimes...I dream about what it would be like to cuddle with that little fox...before casting it off as next to impossible.
It is so strange a thing to bear; here I am thousands of miles away from someone who truly understands all of my kinks, and whom I would hope could share in my life.
Do any of you know how that feels? To be so far away from perhaps what could be either your greatest best friend...or perhaps...
Lover.
There are so many things you would want to do with them...
Do TO them.
But I digress; it will be a thing of patience before we are able to meet.
The other day, I had bought several little squeeze vials of glycerin. I also have a thing for klismo (enemas), but I enjoy the glycerin since it works faster and there wouldn't be as much of a mess to clean up if I had myself a "little" Clydesdale accident. Some furs just don't understand, but I enjoy the feeling of urgency to have a bowel movement-it just feels...goooood.
I recommended to my friend that he should try this. He does enemas, and I have too, on occasion, but "watersports" just makes me a little uncomfortable. Not psychologically, but physically. I just don't want to be filled with so much water that I'd break like a damn any minute! (it'll be a lot of water to clean up if I "fudge" it).
As for glycerin, it's basically like playing chess with your ass, and eventually, your ass ALWAYS wins.
Mmm...I get so yiffy when I take glycerin. The pressure on my ass makes me want to try to hump the toilet!
* Ring *
The noise at my door distracts my horny thoughts, as my shaft of horse cock slowly vanishes into my sheathe like an icicle in a sauna.
Pulling up my pants, daring to go greet this person at my porch with my nipples erect, I open the door and am immediately pounced to the tiled floor in my doorway.
"What the hell?" I manage to spout off, confused why some random stranger would jump on top of me!
The little fellow had black fur with silver tiger stripes and eyes green as shining gems as he smiled and sank his teeth gently into one of my ears.
Whoa! Was I being attacked?
Then he kisses my cheekbone and wraps his slender arms about my thick neck.
What?!
"Fluffy!" The fox boy screams.
"Are you going to keep hugging me, or are you going to tell me who you are?"
He squeezes my neck harder, sighing with joy.
"Hug you!"
"Uh...okay?"
"Fluffy! It's Jake!"
Ohhhhhh. Jake the fox boi.
I was just so profoundly shocked, I didn't know what the hell to say. Finally, I just blurted out;
"How'd you get here?"
Enquiring minds want to know; how did he get to my house without knowing anything about Hawaii?
"Why, silly horsie? Don't ya love me!" He giggled out, content against my muscled musky chest.
"Um...it's just you said you wouldn't be able to come over. I ain't exactly in the neighborhood of a "roadtrip"."
"Well, I heard about your little injury and I thought "nurse" Jake could help out!"
Then with that, the vulpine removed himself reluctantly off of me, going outside briefly to retrieve his luggage.
"And I bought something special for you."
"What?,' I ask skeptically, as he digs through one large suitcase in particular,' Is nurse Jake gonna kiss my hoovie and make it better?"
The fox tears his teeth through the plastic of a wrapped black rubber thing which he pulls out and slowly unwraps, a package of clear plastic coiled tubes dropping to the floor as it is unfurled.
"Noooo,' he replied mischievously, smiling like a little imp,' Today, nurse Jakie wakie has another fun little treatment plan!"
"In the name of all that is holy! Where the fuck did you find something like that?!"
Jake looks briefly at the two-gallon black enema bag held aloft in one paw, before smiling in a cheeky way and responding;
"Ebay, sexy horse! You are so big, I thought I would give you a treatment that would be the riiiiiight size!"
"I'm almost afraid to think of all that water in me."
"Awww, poor horsie, it's not like I plan to do anything bad to it!"
No soap, lemon juice, Palmolive, vinegar, or booze; just lots and lots of water.
"And that's not even the best part!"
I feared where this is going.
"Oh, shit. What's the best part?"
He took some white garments out of another suitcase; a white skirt, blouse, stockings, garter belt, and a pink G-string-
And that hat with the red plus sign on it; Jake fox, nurse and caregiver extraordinaire.
"Oh, shit..."
"Come on Fluffy horse! This'll be fun!"
Yeah, about as fun as going to the doctor for a check-up, I muse, remembering my week of complete submission to an elephant and hippo not so long ago.
Well! This was most certainly a surprise!
Without saying a word, he spots the bathroom on the opposite side of the living room, giving a coy wink as he strutted over there with his "equipment" and shut the door behind.
I take this opportunity to climb up the stairs and hide myself away. I wasn't truly scared, I just wanted to make him work for it, though I admit stairs will give me some problems nowadays for the next four or so weeks until this foot thing heals itself.
In the meantime;
"Helloooo! Where'd my naughty patient get to?! I have a nice treatment ready for you! Oh, and I have an enema, too!"
I shiver, the inside of my ass ripples like melting butter, as I think of being so full, that I would become Jake's pony piñata, though I hope he didn't bring a stick with him!
"I guess I have to find him!" Announces the fox in a mirthful voice.
He would eventually find me in my bedroom closet.
Downstairs comes the sloshing of the black rubber bag and the sound of paws scraping along the carpeted stairs.
A door nearby opens; the linen closet.
"Hellooo? Time for a TLE (tender lovin' enema) from your favorite nursy!" The fox boy jokes.
I just felt so ridiculous. Here I was, a two-thousand pound equine fur, afraid of a little canid with two gallons of fluid ready to be shoved up my ass!
"Whew! I wonder who's the interior decorator for this place! You got so many horse things in here, it's like an equus temple!"
Well, I will admit that anything of a horse in a store does not stay there for long. I had dozens of different sized plushes, figures, books (black beauty and Spirit's a fav), and even a wall scroll of Link the elf from Zelda riding on Epona, his super sexy draft mare! Shit, I am such an equiholic!
Some rummaging goes on outside my little sanctuary.
"Oh! This is sooooo cute! And he looks just like you! Why, he even has little red ribbons in his hair and tail!"
Jakie must be holding hoofer, my favorite beanie baby. Hoofer is something special that I could only find in a certain store, and I normally kept him in a freezer storage bag, but today, I had him out, just staring at the detail of this little clyde.
"Mmm. Would Fluffy like ribbons in his mane and tail?" The fox muses.
"What the hell? Is that a...Dreamcatcher?"
Yes, a completely ruby-red Dreamcatcher which cost ten dollars, but I like red, and I never thought I'd find one in my favorite color, either.
"You didn't tell me you were into that spiritual stuff!"
Well, actually, I put great emphasis on having 'good' dreams, as they are what inspire some of the things I write about. That, and maybe because I have a tiny bit of Blackfoot blood on my grandmothers' side.
"And there's another clyde on top of your t.v.!"
Ah, he is referring to that grand champions' horse which also has a ribbon, and a really cute curvy butt. Despite that this one is my favorite figure, I almost never owned it.
"Wow, Fluffy balls. You may be a horsie, but you sure live like a piggie!" He teased.
Then the paw steps came nearer, digging through the carpet, until they rested right outside the closet sliding door.
"Aha! I'll just bet I'll find my sexy pony in here! Then we can play "doctor"!"
The door slides open slowly on the steel tracks, sudden light and bright cloth blinding me instantly. I blink, taking in the absurdity of Jake's fashion sense.
He fills out every curve of that costume nicely, except for the fact he was lacking a bust, and there was an erection in those silk panties of his.
"Hello, there, big boy. Wanna play?"
His cap was askew, his stockings tight on his legs, his long tail lifted almost against the back of his head.
Yeah, I'd hit that.
In one paw, he held up the Dreamcatcher, smiling, fidgeting a little to get used to a pair of white high heel shoes.
"I think you'll have good dreams after this!" He teased with a grin.
He looks briefly around, finally spying the hallway bathroom.
"Now, why don't I give you your present? I promise you'll enjoy it as much as I enjoy giving it to you!"
I look behind him towards my bed, and the bloated abomination sitting fatly there. Staring longer, I find myself less and less able to think about the fact that I will be able to take the whole thing in one go.
"Fluffy honey, my eyes are over here!" He demands, in a voice like he had caught me staring at his breasts-if he had any.
I cough to hide my discomfort.
"I don't think I could hold all that."
He smiles cruelly.
"I know, silly. That's why I brought this too!"
And from behind, at the waistband of his white skirt, he pulls out a length of hose the thickness of a finger with a peach-colored nozzle shaped sort of like a bell with a black bulb attached.
"Holy shit-"
"This is a buttplug nozzle with an inflation bulb-I thought you might need some help keeping my surprise inside you until I say you are allowed to expel it."
"Where are you keeping that baseball bat?" I declare.
"What bat?" He asks, confused.
"The one you'll probably use to beat the shit(water) out of me after you turn me into a piñata!"
He laughs, hugging me, kissing me on the cheek, where I got a whiff of...perfume?! Damn, he went all out on THIS fantasy! Alot of my friends know I'm a slut for medical procedures, but this is a little weird even for me.
"Oh, silly Fluffy! I'm not that kind of nurse! I just want to fill you to the brim with my love!"
He would fill me up with something, alright. Question is-
"You wanna cop a feel, big boy?" He purrs sexily.
"What?!" I cough out, nervous.
"I said,' he repeats, grabbing my wrist and shoving it against the hot erectness of his silk covered knotted cock, making me shiver in delight, 'you wanna feel me up before I start the exam?"
"What exam?" I ask, as Jake tears me down toward him by my shoulders and shoves his snout at my muzzle, the two of us sharing tongues and saliva.
Drool flows down his muzzle as he smiles, as he enjoys tasting out my mouth. He's probably sharing the taste of that pizza I ate an hour or so before, I muse. He jabs his tongue all over my mouth, surprising me with his viciousness. Then, after a moment more of this, he pulls himself off, spit covering his muzzle like water.
"That...exam." He whispered, looking dreamily in my eyes-before pulling some rubber gloves from a breast pocket in his blouse and snaps them hastily over his paws.
"Now, why don't you lie down so we can check out that nice sexy ass of yours!" He giggled out.
"Um...okay."
Before I know it, I'm on the carpet, completely sprawled out and helpless before my new "private" nurse.
The lithe fox reaches around my belly, undoing my pants, before sliding the garment slowly off.
"Ooooh. Let's take a closer look; this might qualify for emergency care!"
behind me, the fox lubes up his gloves by licking them, as he lifts my short little tail out of the way with one paw, and slowly works his tongue over the sensitive skin of my puckered "donette", making me shake restlessly.
"Mmm. Does the Fluffy like that? Seems like payback after you had your character do this to my character in our special little RP!"
That tongue left me drooling and helpless in silent bliss, making me jump up with a squeal when he actually began to slide the length of it inside me.
"Can you feel me, now?" He said, making fun of that cell phone commercial, as he probed deeper.
"I think you are about ready..."
Then he introduces one gloved finger into my tailhole, winding it slowly around the now slimy tunnel, kneading the anus; stretching it in all directions, and poking tentatively at the rectal walls.
Then another finger is grinding inside me, curving right up against the rim of my anal sphincters'.
Then three are thrusting in and out with moderate shoves.
Suddenly, I have a whole fox fist in my bowel, making me pliable to Jake like a puppet!
Each pound of that powerful arm is erotic, yet somehow scary. I underestimated Jake, but in his own way, he is now quite strong!
And just like that, he tears the whole thing out of me like nothing.
"Yep, I found the problem!" He proudly declared, removing himself from his impromptu throne on the back of my thighs.
He pulls off his green-stained gloves, smiling, as he throws them into a nearby trash basket.
"You Fluffy, are full of SHIT!"
He lifts the heavy enema bottle from my bed, marching toward the bathroom, his skirt and tail lifted to show off his naked thonged butt, as each step in those high heels not only lifted his butt and thighs, but made the cheeks jiggle seductively.
Yeah, I'd definitely hit that!
"Fortunately, I have a special treatment for your unique condition!"
I follow shyly behind as he laughs and has himself a merry time strutting sexily in that uniform.
Inside the bathroom, he taps his toe impatiently.
"Hurry up. Nurse Jakie doesn't want your treatment to get cold!" He demands, twisting the tubing and nozzle assembly into the enema bag, hanging the massive thing up on the curtain rod.
He sticks the whole nozzle in his mouth, sucking on it seductively, as he points to the floor.
I nod sheepishly, obeying, now on all fours with my butt held high in the air and my head between my hands, as I brace myself for Jake's attentions.
But I as I hear fabric ruffle, I am surprised to feel not the nozzle, but Jake's vulpine tool shoved to the hilt in my ass!
He gives me several thrusts, his hands wandering on my back, as he grunts and jams his cock in even harder, panting from his nose, as he still had the plug in his mouth. I exhale loudly, grunting in pleasure as the small fox has his way with me!
Then the fox yelps, slamming into my tailhole with a few final thrusts, his seed floating through my bowels, coating the walls in sticky spasmodic jets.
"Ready for the fun?" He teased, working the tip of the nozzle at my entrance slowly, parting both rectal rings around that flared base, as my ass rushed to suck the latex thing in and keep it there forever.
Then I heard a puffing and a hissing noise as I felt the thing grow slowly inside me, reaching an enormous size that would never leave unless Jake ALLOWED it to leave.
"I'm gonna release the clamp...now." He offered, giving my plump tush an open-palmed slap with one paw, a playful laugh exiting his muzzle.
At his mark, I did indeed feel the geyser of fluid surge through me, winding through every crook of my lower intestine, bowels and colon near bursting in some areas to hold the water. It was certainly warm; I hardly felt it go in me. When I use cold or tap water, I can feel everywhere the water goes, but if you use something the temperature of body heat, you will probably only feel the sensation of the water collecting in some places, or of it actually trickling against the sensitive nerves of your rectum.
In either case, I certainly felt the effect of this treatment, as I had a two-quart bag, and Jake was using a two GALLON bag!
I felt the pressure squeezing my insides almost painfully.
"Uh! I can't!-"
"Shhh."
Jake stops the flow, proceeding to stand over my submissive kneeling body and massage my belly with his delicate hands.
"Shhh. Please just tell me when your ready for more, okay, honey pony?"
As I felt my abs settle down, I nodded for him to start the flow again.
I was amazed he knew as much as I did about these things; an enema is supposed to be a fun thing, not a torture session. A person should only take as much water as they can comfortably hold-any more, and you could rupture the colon.
My eyes were closed as I tried to relax and not think about the slowly growing pressure inside me. I guess it worked for a time, as I had Jake stop the flow once more, he not only massaging my belly with his firm caresses, but also rubbing his other paw along the thickness of my now erect shaft.
"You like to be my enema slut, don't you pony?"
I nodded shyly for him to start up the flow again. With his careful attentions, I was able to take the whole two gallons, and then I lay on my side waiting for it to do its work. The true effectiveness of an enema is not expulsion right after you receive it, oh no, it is usually five minutes after the last drop hits your rectum, or for more dedicated types; as long as you can hold it, usually no longer than an hour if you didn't have artificial assistance from plugs or Bardex nozzles.
For me...
"Ten minutes. We'll wait ten minutes before I let you go expel it, Fluffy."
"Okay, but I don't know if I can hold it that long; I don't have extensive training for doing this sort of thing."
"You better, or someone's getting a bare-assed spanking!" Jake mock-threatens.
He pulls off his thong, draping it over my nose.
"Now, why don't you enjoy that while I go get something?" He muses with a wink.
I stare at the silk garment hanging over my muzzle, getting hot over the very sight of it. Jake's heat and musk still radiated from the fabric of that silky thong.
The sound of the fox's high heels can be heard tramping down the stairs, as I realize he must of put those on up here as he searched for me.
Incrementally like nothing, but slowly I feel it build inside, tiny by tiny, my ass does not like to have this huge amount of water trapped in me.
Too fucking bad, deal with it. I think to my ass. My ass responds with a sudden cramp, making me whimper.
Downstairs, I hear the slow sound of Jake's feet coming back up the stairs, each step painfully drawn out as if he were trying to prolong my discomfort-no, Jake isn't a mean asshole; he wouldn't do that!
"Jakie wakie has a nice get well gift for his favorite patient!" He announces jovially, coming slowly closer.
What does that black fox have up his furry sleeve, now? A twenty inch long strap-on dildo to ravage me with?
He comes to the doorway, making me stare in wonder.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.
"Since you were such a good horsie for me today, I thought I'd give you this early as opposed to when I had to leave; I think you deserve it for being such a good slut today!"
In his arms he held a giant stuffed Clydesdale horse the size of a pillow.
I looked at the cute thing in his arms until a series of cramps ravaged me and made me cry a little with helplessness.
He stuffs the plush under my arms and goes to work massaging my abdomen.
"Don't worry Fluff'n'stuff! We'll get you through this!"
I cringed and shivered with another series of painful contractions, hugging the plush close to me, as Jake, while massaging, held me close to him.
"Shhh, Fluff. Just a little bit longer. I'm here for you."
I grunted, and quivered, being made a slave to powerful forces within my own body. I'd never held water in me this long, and I don't think I would do this alone ever.
But if Jake were here to make it all right with his caring hands and his soft words, I'd go through this pain again-just because-
"Ten minutes, hon. We'll do it over the toilet."
As I sat on the seat, I lifted my tush out his way a little to the side as he deflated the plug and then grabbed the base firmly.
"Ready Fluffy, baby?"
Nodding, I felt him jiggle the plug side to side.
Suddenly, all of it came rushing out like it had been waiting in there for all eternity to be released.
I'd never been so relieved as I was that moment, hearing my greatest challenge being splashed away, and I was in triumph.
Maybe a person cannot win against the nature of their own body, not for eternity, but perhaps, yes, perhaps, with the encouragement of friends, we can hold these forces in check long enough to feel like we had accomplished something.
He drops the soiled plug to the floor, hugging me, holding me steady upon the toilet, as my bowels released intermittent streams of liquefied green waste, each, I am frank to say, I am glad to be rid of!
"Jake."
"Yes, sweetie?"
"I am never doing that again-"
He nodded understandingly.
"Okay, hon."
Then I looked into his green eyes, peering into the love of his soul.
"Unless you're here with me." I finished.
He smiled, the two of us kissing again.
"Fluffy hon? When your done with the enema, how would you like me to put you to bed and tie red ribbons in your mane and tail while you rest, and then we could snuggle after I'm done?"
"I-yes, I would...love...that. Just promise me something."
"What?" He asks, staring longingly into my own eyes.
"Promise we'll rest together to good dreams, little fox love."
He does not reply, as I collapse tiredly into his capable arms, involuntarily finding sleep because of my exhaustion.
"Sweet dreams." The fox muses, as he puts me on the bathroom floor to sleep these exertions off.