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Thursday, May 28th, 2015

The raven at the front of the board room clicked the button on the remote, moving on to the next slide in his presentation. He turned around, feathers rustling under his white lab coat and used the laser pointer in his other alula to briefly denote a specific sequence of the DNA map projected on the front wall. He began speaking in a strong British accent.

"While we were discussing possible applications of the new splicing technique, Antoine brought up the possibility of using it to fix the gulonolactone oxidase sequence that is currently inactive in haplorrhini primates as well as caviidae, passeriformes, and some chiroptera. That's an estimated three percent of the world population. The reactivation of this enzyme would greatly increase naturally produced ascorbic acid, decrease uric acid levels, and reduce the effects of fructose and glucose on fat accumulation."

The raven clicked the remote again, and another slide showed up, listing the effects in less technical terms. At the bottom of the list were the words 'extended lifespan' in big bold letters.

"Basically, it cures scurvy and gout, and over time will reduce the risk of obesity and diabetes in those species. What we're really interested in is the side effect it has of increasing an individual's maximum life span by an estimated twenty to fifty percent. I'm sure you can imagine the marketability of such a drug. If we can get FDA approval for the..."

The raven's voice trailed off as Terrence Stouffer's phone rang, the quiet chiming clearly audible even over the noise of the projector fan.

"Sounds like you've got a call, Terry," the whitetail buck across from him stated in a Texan drawl.

The white-furred ferret was busy fumbling in the pocket of his blue blazer. He looked around the board room and apologized, "Sorry, I thought I'd set it to silent."

He looked down at the phone, checking the number. Raenne Andreyev. Strange. He wondered why she was calling him instead of Julia. Something must have happened.

He frowned, saying "I'll be right back. This might be important."

The deer across the table turned to look at him, twelve-point rack swiveling along with his head, and raised one eyebrow. "More important than a wonder-drug with a potential market of three percent of the planet?", he asked as the ferret quickly stepped out of the room. The only response was the faint click of the door closing behind the hob.

Terrence raised his phone to his ear, asking "Hello?"

"Terry, this is Raenne. Alex's mom," answered the voice on the other end of the call.

"I'm at a board meeting right now. Can this wait?", he asked, trying to keep the annoyance from his voice.

"That's up to you to decide. Julia's on her way to the emergency room."

"What happened?", he asked as his frown deepened.

"I was talking to her and she collapsed, showing signs of a heart attack. So I called 911, they came and picked her up, and are currently on their way to Legacy Meridian."

"I'll be there shortly. Where's Elizabeth?"

"She's currently here with me and Alex."

"Can you take care of her until I come by to pick her up?"

"I'd be happy to. However, if you're gone for a while is there anything that we need to know regarding her medical condition?"

Terrence blinked. "What medical-"

"Her hormone problems."

"...umm...shit..." His heart started racing. She knew. Wait, no...the way she'd phrased it was a little too vague. "...How much do you know about it?"

"I know you have to mate with her or she dies."

"I...ummm..." That was putting it bluntly. At least the woman didn't sound in any way judgmental. If anything, she sounded completely casual about it. Either she was the best actor he'd ever met, or she knew and accepted what he did to and for Elizabeth.

"Do you need to help her out soon?"

The slight concern in her voice convinced him that she wasn't trying to trip him up. She was far too matter-of-fact about this to be lying or trying to trick him. "...uhhh...Normally, I'd say she'd be okay for a day or two, but I had an extended business trip last week and her red blood count is probably still low. If she seems depressed, that's a sign that her estrogen levels are peaking and I have to take care of her. If she's lethargic," the ferret swallowed, "it means she needs a transfusion."

"We're two minutes from the hospital. I doubt that-"

"No, wait, you don't understand. She can't accept stoat or ferret pure-breed blood. There's very few stoat-ferret hybrids, so getting a spur-of-the-moment blood transfusion is nearly impossible. She almost died when she was an infant because of it."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.

"...I didn't think of that. Regardless, what I meant was that since we're two minutes from the hospital, if need be, you can simply drive over here, take care of her, then drive back to the hospital. We have a guest bedroom you can use."

Blunt indeed. The thought of mating Elizabeth in another person's house was...awkward. It was like the woman had no sense of propriety. He wondered if it was because of her military background. He swallowed loudly again. "Uhh...May I talk to her?"

"Yes, she's right here." The tigress passed her phone over to the stoat that was still curled up against her daughter.

"Hello Father."

"How are you doing, Princess?" he asked.

"I'm kinda scared. Mother's going to the hospital."

"Yes, and I'm going there to make sure she's okay. Will you be good, staying with Alexandrea for a while?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

"It's not 'yeah', it's 'yes'," he corrected almost instinctively.

"Yes, Father. Oh, and...can I do some sexy stuff with Lexi? Lexi's mom said I should ask your permission, since I didn't last time."

"Wait...what..." Terrence's brain went totally blank. She couldn't possibly have asked what he thought she'd just asked. "Last time?"

"Yes. I did some sexy stuff with Lexi when she stayed over last weekend. Lexi's mom said we should have asked permission from our parents first."

The ferret looked down the office hallway, making sure there wasn't anybody in listening range. "I told you that you're not supposed to_ever_ talk about that or do that with anyone else. I've told you that many, many times."

"I'm sorry!" she said, loudly, then sniffled. "I didn't mean to, it was just...you weren't home, and I was...well...it itched. I'm really, really sorry..."

Terrence could hear that she was about to cry again, and tried to head it off.

"It's okay, I understand. Just don't tell anyone else. If you need me, call me and I'll come take care of you no matter where I am, Princess. I promise. If Raenne is okay with you and Alexandrea doing that together, I don't object. She's a girl, so you don't need to worry about...umm...babies."

"Thank you, Father. Oh, wait, Lexi's mom wants to talk to you again." Terrence wondered what the problem was now. He had to get to the hospital and find out about Julia.

"I'm sorry," the tigress apologized as she was handed the phone, "but I couldn't help but overhear your end of the conversation. I just thought that before you agreed to it, you need to know that Alex isn't technically a girl. She's a hermaphrodite."

For the second time in as many minutes, his brain went blank. "What?"

"She's a hermaphrodite. She has both sexes. I know they're rare here in the northwest, thanks to the prevalence of gender assignment surgery, but you should have at least heard the term," she said with a dry and slightly sarcastic tone.

He ignored the jab. "I know what a hermaphrodite is. Why didn't you tell us earlier?", he asked angrily.

"To protect her. We were warned when she was born that bullying and hate crimes were a very real possibility here. Are you going to bully her? Should I reconsider the promise I made? I'm sure the media would love the recording I have of Julia's explanation."

God damn. This woman was utterly ruthless. Talk about having his balls in a sling. He swallowed again. "Look, I'm not biased against hermaphrodites. If I had known, I would have told Elizabeth not to do anything like that with Alex. That's all."

"You already told her not to do anything 'like that' with anyone else. Many, many times, if I heard correctly. Kids are kids, and they'll experiment. As long as she's using protection, does it matter if she does or doesn't do 'sexy stuff' with someone else her age?"

"No, but...She's only nine years old, for God's sake!"

"I can guarantee she won't get pregnant, and as far as age goes, she's been having sex with you since shortly after she was born if I understand her correctly. However, this is all besides the point. Shouldn't you be on your way to the hospital?"

"Fine. Yes, they can play around. I'll call again when I'm at the hospital."

Terrence disconnected the call and turned around, opening the conference room door and poking his head back in. Heads all around the table turned to look at him as the raven paused in his speech.

"My wife is on her way to the hospital with a possible heart attack. Greg, I'll need a run-down on what I'm missing. I'll call you after I've found out what Julia's status is."

The stag nodded, "Can do. This is gonna be big though..." His voice trailed off as the door softly clicked shut again.

Moments later, a tinted glass door swung open under a simple sign labeled "Pacific BioTek". Terrence quickly left the big boring beige building behind as he walked across the parking lot to a shiny blue BMW Alpina amidst a cluster of other similarly expensive cars. Within seconds he was past Bridgeport and pulling onto I-5 southbound.

=^.^=

Raenne held the phone down, verifying that Terrence had disconnected, then brought up a web browser on it and quickly looked up Oregon laws. She double-checked the relevant statutes...hmm, there it was...§163.435. She tilted her head a bit, puzzled, then searched for another term. Looked like she was okay as long as she didn't get involved or didn't suggest anything kinky. She started another audio recording to cover her ass just in case.

"Well, that's that. Lizzy, your dad is on the way to the hospital, and you've got his permission to do sexy things with Alex if you want, right?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Alright, you've got my permission as well then. Alex, you know what semen is?"

Alex rolled her eyes and sighed. "Yes, mom."

"Don't roll your eyes at me, kiddo. This is important. Do you know how to recognize when you're about to ejaculate?"

"Edula-what?"

This time Raenne rolled her eyes and sighed, just to give Alex a taste of her own medicine. Alex glared at her with a frown, and Raenne couldn't help but smile.

Lizzy giggled, saying "She means when you squirt your boy-juice, silly kitty. It's called ejaculating."

"Oh..."

"Well," Raenne asked, getting back on track, "Can you tell when you're about to?"

"I think so...it felt really funny, kinda like I had to pee."

"Okay. Here's the rules then. One: If either of you tells the other to stop, you stop. Immediately. Two: You're not allowed to put your penis inside her vagina unless you're wearing a condom. Three: When you're about to ejaculate, you make sure your penis is pointing away from her vagina, such as onto a towel. Remember that when you ejaculate, semen can bounce, like a sticky bouncy ball. Four: Don't let your semen get anywhere near her vagina_or_ your vagina. Five: Clean up any semen immediately with a towel or washcloth. If you ejaculate inside a condom, take it off and put it in the trash can, and try not to let it get all over the place."

Rules having been laid out, Raenne held up a hand, ticking the points off with her fingers. "So, to repeat: Stop means stop. Condoms are required. Point away when ejaculating. No semen near vaginas. Clean up immediately. Got that?" she asked pointedly, staring Alex straight in the eyes.

"Stop means stop, condoms required, point away, no semen near vaginas, and clean up," Alex repeated dutifully. She'd gotten very used to having to recite things back quickly, thanks to her mom quizzing her like that.

"Do you agree with those as well, Lizzy?"

"Yes, ma'am," the tiny stoat nodded.

"Good. Alex, have you had anything inside your vagina yet?"

"I don't think so..." The tiger cub looked down, trying to remember if she had or not.

"You'd remember, kiddo. It hurts the first time. A lot."

"Lexi still has her hymen, Mrs. Andreyev."

"Thank you, Lizzy. Alex, if you want to put anything inside your vagina, it'll probably hurt a lot the first time. After that first time, it'll feel good, just like your penis can feel good. If you want to let Lizzy bust your hymen, you can, but it'll bleed a bit, so make sure you've got a towel or something to catch the blood...preferably a dark one. Lizzy, towels are in the closest, where you got the blanket from earlier. If you want condoms, they're in the third drawer down in the bathroom. They should fit, but if they're too loose, then I can have David get a smaller size on the way home. If it moves around on your penis_at all_ after you've put it on, it's too loose. Do either of you know how to put condoms on?"

Both children shook their heads.

"What, you don't know everything about sex yet, Lizzy?", Raenne teased the little stoat.

"Sorry ma'am," Lizzy replied, the insides of her tiny ears turning bright pink, "We don't need them because of Father's vasectomy."

"I figured as much. Having a condom on would kind of defeat the purpose of his mating with you. I'll come back with some supplies and show you."

"Yes, ma'am!" the girl replied with great big smile. She hugged her best friend tightly as Lexi's mom left the room.

Alex held Lizzy around her waist, nuzzling her head-fur as she curled up against Alex's side. "I love you, silly stoat."

"I love you too, silly kitty."

"Thanks for coming over to cheer me up. You're the best friend in the whole world."

"You're welcome...but...would you please be more careful next time? If you fell the wrong way, you could_die_."

"I won't die. It was just snowboarding." Alex tried to brush it off.

"Yes, and if you fell the wrong way and hit your head on a tree, you could die," Lizzy protested. "So be careful!"

"Okay. I will. I don't want to die."

"I don't want you to die. I think...I think if you died...I'd want to die too." The stoat said with a catch in her voice.

"Me too. I wouldn't want to live without you." Alex said, hugging Elizabeth tightly.

Raenne stood there, just outside the door, with an arm full of towels and a few other odds and ends. She'd paused just outside the door to make sure she didn't walk in on a sensitive moment, and this definitely qualified as a sensitive moment. Actually, it was a downright scary moment. She prayed that what Alex was just trying to comfort Lizzy, but...they'd done a damn good job raising the kid to tell only the truth. Raenne hadn't heard Alex tell a lie since she was five years old. No, she had to nip this in the bud immediately. Luckily she knew exactly what to say thanks to a child psychology textbook she'd read a few years ago.

"Let me ask you both a question," she said after setting the pile of towels and oddments on the base of the bed. "If neither of you could ever see the other one again, what would you want the other to do for the rest of their life? Alex, would you want Lizzy to be sad for the rest of her life, or happy?", she asked sitting down on the bed and facing the two cubs.

"I'd want her to be happy. Duh."

"Lizzy?" the adult tigress asked.

"I never, ever want Alex to be sad. I'm sad enough for both of us most of the time," Lizzy said with a rueful smile.

"Good, then I want you both to make a promise to each other. If, for some reason, you can never see each other again, promise that you'll try your best to be happy for the rest of your lives."

"I...I promise, Lizzy."

"I promise too, Lexi."

"Good. Then with that taken care of...This is a condom. There are a half dozen of them next to that bottle."

"Is that lube?", the cute little stoat asked.

"Yes. Silicon-based lubricant. Don't get it in your mouth. It tastes bad, but it works. If you use it, rinse out your vagina out real well with a douche kit. We have one under the sink in the bathroom."

"Oh." Lizzy reached over Alex's cast, picking it up to look at it. "We use coconut oil at home, but this looks like water."

"We use silicon because you can't use oil with condoms. Now put that down and pay attention. Like I was saying, this silver packet here is a condom...or rather, it contains a condom. Don't use a condom unless it's in one of these sealed packets. Here, Alex," she handed the handed the foil packet to her little girl. "Tear it open along the dotted line, slowly and carefully."

Alex carefully tore the package open, revealing a simple red disk. She took it out, looking at it. Elizabeth leaned over, looking at it curiously.

"Good, now make sure you don't touch it with your claws, as it can tear. Hold it up to the light, and see if there are any tiny holes in it. If there aren't any, then you position the center over the tip of your penis, with the curled edges up. See the edges? Yes, this side up. When you put it on, leave it slightly loose around the tip, then roll the sides down. Here," she said, holding out her hand, thumbs up "you can try putting it on my thumb. Just pretend it was your penis. Yep, just like that. Good job."

"Okay, when you're done, hold your penis down, not up, and pull it off, like this. Try to hold the edge as you pull it off any semen inside doesn't spill out. When you're done, put it in the trash bin." She grabbed the can by the desk and set it on the floor next to the head of the bed, then dropped the condom in it, then sat back down on the bed. "After you've taken it off, you can't use it again.Don't reuse them. Also, these condoms have a bit of silicon lubricant on them, so the outside tastes bitter. Don't lick it. If you're going to so anything that involves condoms or lube, you might want to make it the last thing you do before you clean up."

"Anyway, I think that's it. Have fun you two. Try not to make too much noise, and watch that broken leg. If you have questions or need help, yell for me and I'll be right up. Dinner will be in three hours."

With that, the adult tigress stood up, tapped a few buttons on her phone, and walked out of the room with her tail swishing behind her.

"Wow. That was a lot to take in..."

"No it wasn't, silly stoat. It's simple: Stop means stop, condoms required, point it away, no semen near vaginas, and...umm...there was something else..." Alex looked down at her lap again, concentrating.

"...Cleanup?" Elizabeth asked, pointing at the towels.

"Yep! That was it." Alex gave Lizzy a quick kiss.

"It makes sense, since you don't have a maid. Charlotte helps us a lot with cleaning up things like messy bedding. I like her a lot. Too bad I can't do sexy things with her. Father and Mother told me not to."

"Aww. I'm sorry," Alex said with a hug.

Lizzy hugged her best friend in return, saying "It's okay though, since I can do sexy things with Mother and Father, and now you ." She began reaching a tiny down to Lexi's black pleated skirt, but stopped, and looked up. "Is it okay if I touch you?"

Alex giggled at Lizzy's hesitation, practically the exact opposite of how Lizzy was over the weekend. "As if I'd ever say no, silly stoat! When you touched me last weekend, it was the best thing I ever felt in the_whole world_. Especially when you put your mouth around my penis."

"I'm not sure I like that word. Penis. It sounds so...weird."

"Well, what else are you going to call it? It's certainly not a flower."

"I dunno, maybe a tree?"

Alex began laughing. "It's not that big!"

"Well, it grows up, like a tree! Sapling? Stick? I'm going to call it a stick."

Alex laughed again and kissed Elizabeth again. "Silly stoat. I love you."

Lizzy ran her paw down Lexi's pleated skirt until she reached the edge, then gently pulled it up, revealing fur that went from orange to white the further up she went, interrupted by the occasional black stripe.

"Do your stripes cover you all over?"

"Everywhere except my chest."

"Can I see?"

Alex didn't respond, but instead began to tug off her tight-fitting blue t-shirt. Lizzy helped, tugging it up and pulling it off, leaving Alex in just her skirt and panties.

"Oh, your chest is so white, it's like my winter coat. My summer coat is coming in now though. In another week I'll be all brown." Lizzy ran her hand down Lexi's chest. "So soft too. Why isn't the rest of your fur this soft? It feels wonderful."

"I don't know...It just is. If I don't use fur conditioner, it's even worse."

Lizzy cuddled up against Lexi again, laying her head against Lexi's head, then reached down and pulled Lexi's skirt up all the way. "Aww, your stick isn't hard yet."

"No, it normally stays in it's sheath."

"Now I know what to call it: Sword! Like in Dust, that game I was playing last month. Unsheathe your sword, Dust!"

Alex giggled. "You sounded just like Fidget."

Lizzy stuck her tongue out."And if you had wings, you'd look like her; A big orange nimbat."

Alex poked Lizzy in the side, tickling her.

"Ack! Stop! No! Wait...what..." Lizzy blinked as Alex immediately pulled her hand back. "You stopped!" Lizzy said accusingly.

"Well, duh...Mom said I had to stop if you said stop."

"Oh, that's right. That doesn't make tickling much fun, does it? That's okay though...I'm not interested in tickles right now. Can I take your skirt off?"

"You can take anything you want off as long as we're not in public. Just be careful getting my panties off around my cast. They catch on it easy."

Alex lifted up her hips, putting her weight on her back and her good leg. Lizzy grabbed the hem of the skirt and tugged it down. Eventually it was down around Alex's knees, and Lizzy tugged Alex's panties down as well. Alex put her butt down on the bed and pulled her good leg out of the panties and skirt.

"Yay! Now I can make you feel better, sexy kitty."

"You never called me sexy kitty before."

"That's cause you weren't naked. You can call people sexy if you want to have sex with them. Father calls Mother and me that a lot, but only in private."

"So you're a sexy stoat?"

"Yep, I'm your sexy stoat, and you're my sexy kitty."

Alex smiled, and kissed her again. "I love you, sexy stoat."

Lizzy kissed her back, than curled up against Alex's side again, leaning her head against her friend's tummy, nose a few inches from the tiger cub's sheath. After a moment, she realized what was right in front of her, and reached a hand out, gently rubbing her finger against the fur at the top of her friend's sheath. Alex's hips twitched slightly. "Eep! That tickles!"

Lizzy giggled. "I know. I do it to Father sometimes. It drives him crazy."

Lizzy spent a few minutes rubbing her best friend's sheath, but it didn't seem to be doing anything. Then she bent her head down until her nose was touching the end and sniffed, then stuck her tongue out to lick around the edge, then down inside it. This time it didn't really have much of a smell or taste, except a faint smell of shampoo. She swirled her tongue around a few times, then pulled it out. "Did you take a bath before I came over?", she asked while she continued to gently squeeze and rub Lexi's sheath.

"No. I took a shower, though. Mom made me put a plastic thing over my cast."

"Oh. Why aren't you getting an erection?"

"I dunno."

"Do you feel sick? Father doesn't really like to do sexy things when he's sick. That's not often though."

"No. My leg hurts a lot though."

"Maybe that's why. I know what will make you hard though!", she said, pulling back.

"Huh? What?"

Lizzy didn't answer, and Alex watched as she rolled around on the bed. First she took off her shoe and socks, tossing them over Alex's head to thump on the floor. Then she began pulling off her green and navy plaid skirt, then her plain panties. Both went sailing over the tiger cub's head as well, though she wasn't paying any attention to them. Lizzy knelt next to her, wearing only her teal shirt.

"Here, lean forward a bit so I can move the pillows, then lay back."

Alex did as instructed, wondering what Lizzy was planning. Lizzy moved most of the pillows to the side, then watched as Alex lay flat on the bed, cast still propped up on the other pile of pillows.

"Good, hold still."

"What are..." Alex's voice trailed off, totally distracted as Lizzy swung her leg over her head, putting her flower right in Alex's face. Lizzy looked down at her, then reached down with one hand to spread her lower lips apart and moved her hips until it was right over Alex's mouth.

"You're going to lick my flower. Trust me, it makes father's penis hard no matter what. Then I'm going to lick your flower, then....ooooohhh..." Lizzy sighed as Alex stuck her tongue out and swiped it across Lizzy's flower, all the way up to her button.

Alex didn't respond, taking her time to lick all around her friend's flower. Lizzy twitched as she ran her tongue over the bump in the front, the barbs on the back of it sending sparks of pleasure and pain through the stoat's entire body. She absently put her hands around Lizzy's hips to hold her in place as the girl began to jerk in time with her tongue.

"Oooh, God that's intense. Way more intense than last time. Try to use the tip of your tongue more. The rest of your tongue is too rough. Yes....Oooh, that's it." Lizzy sat there, knees to either side of Lexi's head, engrossed in the contrasting sensations of the smooth wet tip of Lexi's tongue flicking over her clitoris and the occasional rasping of the tiny barbs along the top of it. Eventually the focus on Lizzy's button became too much for her. "Don't focus on the top there, it'll start to hurt. Lick around the rest as well. If you do focus on the top, go really, really slow."

Alex continued to rub the tip of her tongue all around Lizzy's flower, making sure to sweep over every ridge and deep into every crevice. The faint bitter taste she detected at the beginning rapidly faded, replaced by a slightly salty and fruity taste that was slightly different from before...perhaps from a faint hint of coconut. She noticed at she continued to lick that more slippery juice was coming out of the bigger hole, the entrance to Lexi's vagina. She pulled her tongue back a bit to speak. "You don't taste like pennies anymore."

"Pennies? What?"

"Pennies. You know...like, coins?"

"Oh! Pennies! That's...umm...When I'm in season and father hasn't taken care of me, my flower gets swollen and bright pink and it burns and itches, and tastes metallic. I don't like how it tastes then."

The tiger cub went back to licking as Lizzy explained, running her tongue around the outside, then dipped it inside. It was really wet now, and she kept licking, trying to get it all out. There was something about it; it didn't have much of a taste now other than the faint hint of saltiness and fruitiness, but it somehow made her want to keep licking. She started dipping her tongue deeper and deeper in, trying to get and the slippery moisture deep inside Lizzy's flower. Almost out of the blue, she noticed that her penis was extremely stiff and throbbing; almost painfully stiff. Lizzy was right, this had_definitely_ made her hard.

Lizzy moaned as Lexi's tongue dipped deep up inside her tummy, and wondered just how long her friend's tongue was. An inch or two more and Alex might be able to tough the tip of that wonderful tongue to her cervix. She'd never had anything touch that before except her father's long, smooth dick. She had to know. "Open your mouth!"

"Ih ah-heahy ohe."

"I mean wider, like last weekend. I'll sit down a bit. See how far you can get your tongue in me!"

The feline opened her mouth wide as Lizzy split her legs a bit wider, until the tip of Alex's nose was pressed firmly against the nub at the top of Lizzy's flower and her upper fangs were pressed against the labia to either side.

"Jeez, your nose is cooooooOOOOOH!"

Lizzy's voice rose rapidly in pitch as Alex pushed her tongue as far into the stoat as she could. She managed to reach something at the back which apparently excited her friend an awful lot. As she wiggled the tip of her tongue around, the barbs on her tongue accidentally brushed against the walls of Lizzy's vagina.

"Right there! At the very tip of your tongue, yes! Wait, no, slightly forward...yes, right there...ooooo....Jeez, that feels soooooo goooood...."

The tiger cub continued to flick the tip of her tongue around, making the rest of it squirm all around inside Lizzy's tunnel, trying to focus on that tiny spot at the very farthest reaches of Lizzy's passage. It was much smoother than the rest of Lizzy's insides, and there was a tiny dip in it. Then Lizzy began to squirm, rubbing the tip of her flower against Alex's nose.

Lizzy continued to gyrate her hips on Lexi's muzzle, savoring the feeling. Neither of her parents' tongues were this long, nor did they have the rough surface on the front. That rough tongue was sending sparks across her vision every time it brushed across the walls of her vagina. If Lexi had ran her tongue backwards, it probably would have hurt like nothing else, but this was...perfect. Just the right amount of stimulation. She could already feel that tensing feeling in her tummy.

Something told the stoat that this might be one of those rare screaming orgasms. She didn't get them often, but when she did, they were definitely worth the effort. Lizzy put one paw in her mouth and bit gown, trying to distract herself so she would last longer. It didn't seem to help though; motes of light danced across her eyelids and it felt like electricity was running through her body, starting from deep inside her belly and arcing out to her toes and fingers with every stroke of Lexi's tongue against the smooth, slick ring of her cervix.

Juices began flowing more quickly as Alex continue to lick deep within Lizzy's tummy. It seemed like the more she licked, the more came out. It was beginning to run down the sides of Alex's muzzle, a few droplets falling onto the black coverlet, beading up before slowly absorbing into the fabric. Alex was having wild thoughts about pushing her best friend over onto the pile of pillows and rubbing her male member against Lizzy's flower until she squirted. She had totally forgotten about her broken leg at this point. It felt like she was floating on a cloud, and she knew it was something to do with the way Lizzy smelled. She was feeling so good at this point that she began to purr in the back of her throat.

Lizzy could hardly believe it when Lexi began to purr. The vibrations from the tiger girl's throat transmitted directly to Lizzy's flower through Lexi's nose and cuspids. Even Lexi's tongue began to vibrate. It was better than the best vibrator in her mother's collection; no vibrator could be as soft, as wet, and as good at finding the right spots inside her. Even with her paw in her mouth, biting down to hold it off, the clenching feeling deep in her tummy became too much. Lizzy began moaning, pitch and volume steadily rising as Lexi continued her tongue's relentless assault against the entrance to womb. Less than a half minute later, her tummy began to spasm and it felt like fireworks were going off behind her eyes.

Alex stared up in amazement at her friend, ears plastered to her head. That was really, really loud. Her tongue felt like someone was squeezing it, trying to pull it out of her mouth, and there was so much girl-juice coming out of her friend's flower that she was having to swallow every couple of seconds to make sure she could breath. When the clenching around her tongue ended, she pulled it back into her mouth, trying not to scrape the inside of Lizzy's flower. Moments later, Lizzy sighed and rolled to the side.

=^.^=

Raenne sighed as the wail from upstairs came to an end. She knew the girls were loud, but she was sure that everyone in the cul-de-sac had heard that. She made a mental note to remind Alex to keep the window closed while they were having fun, and went back to cutting leaves from a bunch of Thai basil for dinner.