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It was a Thursday and the office was abuzz with activity. People ran this way and that to get their jobs done as quickly as they could, not wanting to aggravate the boss. Sasha had a bit of a pickle on her hands. The poor vixen was one of four employees working in the advertising department and the freelance artist who was supposed to have their sketches in today for them to be cleaned and colored was late. Of course, that didn't matter to the boss, he just wanted everyone to be busy, but without those sketches, there was no work to be done.

"Sasha!!" bellowed the badger in his loose fitting business suit, "Where are those concept pieces!?"

The poor vulpine cowered a little in front of the head of the department, remembering stories of how he fired people without cause sometimes.

"I'm sorry sir, please forgive me. The artist hasn't delivered them yet."

The bad news elicited a noisy growl from him, "Well he better have them here soon, or you won't be the only one without a job by the end of the day!"

It wasn't a very desirable occupation. Sasha had considered quitting and doing freelance work herself but she needed the money this job pulled in, even if it wasn't as much as she had originally hoped for. She had to support herself and her lover, and rent wasn't cheap. It was a hard job, but she was doing what she was good at, besides screwing someone's brains out. She didn't even like being forced to adhere to the dress code. She preferred casual clothing. But such was the price she had to pay. It was the only job she could find doing the kind of advertising she loved to do. She slumped in her chair and sighed, fully expecting to need to update her resume and begin the hunt all over again. Would those sketches ever arrive?

Down in the lobby, a white canine with a rather unique birthmark raced in, knowing he was late. Security stopped him and he tried to explain quickly, spending more time than he would have liked to get through. When the guards were satisfied that he was who he said he was, and that he had clearance to use the elevator, they allowed him access. For what seemed like an eternity he waited for the car to arrive, giving up on it after about two minutes, opting to try the stairs instead. With a frenzied pace, he scaled the building internally, skipping every second, sometimes third, and occasionally fourth step to achieve his goal.

Sasha paced back and forth in the community cubical set up for the three others and herself, downing at least two cups of coffee before realizing it was actually two pots. Her wellbeing as well as the wellbeing of her lover hung on this one project. Nicky walked in looking just as worried as the other vixen. It was uncanny how closely the two resembled one another despite the fact they were unrelated. It was as if they had been twins separated at birth.

"They're still not here?" Nicky whined.

Sasha shook her head rapidly, trembling terribly, "No, they're not. I'm gonna get fired, we're gonna lose the apartment and we're gonna hafta move in with my parents. They're gonna be so pissed about us!"

Nicky hugged the other vixen warmly, trying to sooth her, "It's okay, it's going to work out. You'll see. You're not gonna hafta move back home. Your parents won't know about it. The sketches will be here soon. I bet you anything. I'm gonna go get you some water, you've had way, way too much coffee."

Nicky was always a great friend, Sasha considered herself blessed to have such a companion. The two vixens released one another, the one almost in tears already beginning to calm down thanks to the more level-headed one's words. After the separation, Nicky took off to the lounge to pour her co-worker a nice tall glass of ice water. Upon leaving the lounge, she was almost run over by a racing canid, a blur of white rocketing by.

Sasha continued to pace, but trying to keep her composure, repeating to herself how it would all work out, how it always did and how it would be just like before. But this was a new artist, one they had never worked with before. Why was he so late? Just as she turned around to start a new leg of her journey down stress lane, she was stopped by a white lupine, hunched over, his hands on his knees, legs spread wide as he panted fiercely. One hand shot out quickly, holding up a plastic portfolio as he sputtered his words while gasping for air.

"S... Sorry... f... for the... delay... car's... in the... shop... and I... had ta... run the whole... way... here from... the east side."

The vixen was shocked a little. This poor creature had run clear across town just to get the work to her; he had to have amazing stamina. Immediately, she offered him a seat which he took without hesitation. Drawn by the amazing white streak, Nicky darted over to the cubical, water still in tow. Upon arrival, Sasha simply gave him the water meant for her. He took that as well without hesitation, thanking them both for their hospitality.

While he rested, Sasha looked over the work housed in the portfolio, blinking at the quality of his pieces, "These... These are really good! I mean damn good!! Nicky! Look at this!!"

The other fox leaned in and looked over the images, gasping at what she saw, "Did you draw these!?" Nicky asked, almost unable to speak.

The white wolf nodded, a hand held on his forehead, low enough to cover his eyes as he slouched in the chair, "Yeah, I'm glad you like them. Think they'll work for what you need?"

Nicky was speechless now and Sasha was having a hard time trying to get her own words out.

"It... It's perfect! This is perfect for the project! Nicky! Get those scanned in fast!! Let's get outta here by five today!"

The other vulpine nodded and took the half a dozen pages and got to work. There might yet be hope for their job security. Sirius, having managed to please his clients, relaxed even more, almost melting in his chair.

Sasha pulled up another seat and stared at her guest, "You have got serious talent! You should be selling this stuff to museums!"

The canine chuckled and shook his head, catching his breath a little quicker than the ladies expected. He was still a little winded though, "Nah, I like what I do already. It brings in enough for me to live on at least somewhat comfortably. What did you think of the twin crescents?"

Sasha furrowed her brow, not remembering seeing something with two crescents in it, "Twin...crescents?"

Both paused for a moment before the canid stood and moved to the workstation Nicky was busy on, looking over the sketches. Instantly, a look of irritation crossed his face.

"Dammit!! I forgot to bring three of the pages!" He kicked himself mentally, uttering a few more phrases of frustration while the two vulpines tried to console him.

"It's okay. We've got enough to go on today. You can bring the others by tomorrow, no rush on it."

The idea bubbled and brewed in his mind until he shook his head, "No, I've got something all day tomorrow. How about this, one of you comes by my place after you get off and I'll give it to you then? I'll pay for your taxi fair." He immediately started digging around in his pocket for some cash, pulling out a couple of twenties.

"You... don't mind?" Nicky sounded a little apprehensive about the idea, something about men she didn't know.

"I wouldn't mind in the least. I owe you two for the chance to catch my breath. Usually, I just get thrown out on the street after the advertiser has my work. Here's my address." He scribbled it down quickly on a piece of paper and handed it over to the girls, "I'll be home all day long so you shouldn't have to worry about missing me."

Sasha saw the discomfort in her friend's face and decided to take the initiative, "Alright, I'll see you after work then. Thanks again for the amazing pictures."

The ivory lupine waved a hand dismissively, "Not a problem, I had fun drawing them."

The trio disbanded, the vixens getting to work and the canine, seemingly to be without identification, departed the building, taking it easy on his way back home. The hours passed as Nicky and Sasha worked hard on the ad. When five o'clock rolled around, they had turned in what they finished, able to stave off the wrath of the badger for one more day and headed home. Once they had left the building and were strolling down the street, Sasha's hand slipped into Nicky's.

"I'm gonna go pay our friend the artist a visit. I shouldn't be gone too long. See you at home, love." And with that, the two vixens pressed their lips together in a loving kiss. Obviously, they were more than just friends, and that was why Sasha was so worried about her parents. They weren't the open minded kind. After a brief moment of affection, they parted ways. Sasha hailed a cab, handed over the address and sat back. She settled in and relaxed in the back seat as she was driven clear across town. It was a pleasant change from the fast paced day she was coming down off of. After a lengthy trip, she got out, paid the driver and entered the building the wolf mentioned. The second floor came easily and soon, she was rapping away at the door emblazoned with the artist's number.

"Just a minute!!" Some scuffling could be heard inside as the occupant, or was it occupants, went about trying to get to the door. After about five minutes, the noise died down and the portal was opened, the wolf standing in the doorway, smiling. Sasha blinked as she noticed for the first time he had a black star-shaped patch of fur around his left eye, very unique, and rather charming, "Hey! You made it!" He sidestepped to let her in and the vixen entered, looking around the studio apartment, already jealous of his home. She loved it, it was a beautiful place with lots of space, and it was in an area she liked too. Instantly, she was stopped by the sight of a rather tall, rather muscular stallion, a luscious brown all over, in a tight white t-shirt and blue jeans.

"Same time tomorrow?" The horse's voice was luxuriously deep. He had to have lived nearby; he had a key in hand.

"Yeah, see you then. Night, Sam." The equine disappeared out the door and the wolf closed it behind him, "Now, can I get you something to drink?"

Sasha nodded a little, looking around more, "Please, just water is fine."

Her host nodded and headed into the kitchen while she closed in on his drawing corner. It was fairly typical of an artist who specialized in pencil work. She could almost hear the comfortable looking chair call out to invite her to sit. The smell of eraser rubbings danced faintly in the air. He had been working on something not too long ago.

And there was something else in the air too that she couldn't quite place. It was familiar, but she wasn't sure how. It couldn't be what she thought it was, could it? Sasha shook her head gently to dismiss the notion and moved on to look over work the wolf had posted on the walls, noting what kinds they all were.

"You draw comics?"

"Yep! I draw for a label here in town. Sam writes for them. We kinda collaborate on stuff most of the time but I hafta send all the junk I do to the editor so they can finalize it, ya know, all the publishing stuff. I didn't get your name by the way."

"Sasha, you've got a hell of a lot of talent," She paused, the chuckled, having been struck by an observation, "I'm standing in your apartment, probably helpless against whatever you could do to me and I don't know your name either."

The wolf grinned, walking over with the glass of ice water, handing it to her, "Sirius Nocturne. It's a pleasure Sasha."

He took her hand in his and lifted it to his lips, kissing the back of it in a rather chivalrous manner. The vixen blushed brightly and looked away, trying to concentrate on his work. The scent from earlier caught her attention again, distracting her. It was like someone had hastily sprayed some sort of air freshener into the room, trying to mask something. As seconds ticked by, what that was slowly became more prominent. It smelled like there was a female in heat nearby.

Instantly, she blushed harder, " I'm sorry! I didn't know your girlfriend was here. Should I go?"

Now it was Sirius's turn to blush, showing nicely through his pristine white fur, "Actually, no, I don't have a girlfriend. What you're smelling is... well... it's me."

A bizarre statement. He was a male, how could he be the source?

"What are you talking about?" The vixen gazed mystified at him.

Sirius looked down, twisting a toe on the floor, "I'm not completely male. I know I look it, but I'm not. It just happens to be my time of the month. I'm sure you know what that does to you. It does it to me just as strong. That's one reason why my neighbor was over. Sam 'helps' me tame those urges so I can go out in public without trying to hump the nearest boy," He was terribly embarrassed now, thinking he had horrified Sasha, "The three pictures I was supposed to bring today are on the drawing board. You can take them and take off anytime you want."

He was of two minds now. A part of him wanted to just let her leave and resign himself to the fact that he was probably never going to see her again. The other tried to conjure a means to salvage this, certain that he had offended the gorgeous vixen that was gracing his abode. In fact, it was having the opposite effect.

"You're... a... hermaphrodite!?" She was surprised to say the least, but the tone of disdain or disgust was absent in her voice.

Sirius nodded, looking quite ashamed while Sasha stood there in shock. Slowly, the initial emotion passed and more powerful desires welled up within her. In a flash, she lunged at the wolf, wrapping her arms around his chest, mashing her lips against his, her legs clamping around his waist. It was a surprise to him, but he didn't question it. He just embraced her in return and held the kiss. They made out right there for several minutes as Sirius stumbled backwards to the bedroom, falling onto the king sized bed as Sasha began to tear both their clothes off.

Before long, she was free of those grotesque, stifling garments; able to show off her figure. And what a glorious figure it was. It was a crime to hide such marvelous beauty under such a plain, confining outfit. In her eyes, Sirius had the perfect life. He set his own hours, did what he liked, wore what he wanted, lived in a beautiful apartment, made plenty of money, and was about to have indescribably wild sex with a powerfully attractive lady. They kissed again, tongues exploring one another's mouths, hands entangled in soft, luxurious fur. Then, she pulled back, sitting atop him straddling his hips. A broad grin crossed her muzzle and before he could piece together what she was thinking, she was laying atop him, inverted; her head at his crotch, and his head at hers.

Within seconds, her lips wrapped around his already stiff rod, caressing it, slurping at it noisily with her tongue. She traced up and down his length while her fingers sought out the hidden treasure between his legs. A short search yielded the prize and her lips switched to his slit. Yes, he actually did have one. It astonished and aroused her even further. Moans of pleasure came from the wolf under her as she assaulted him sexually, his moisture oozing freely from both male and female regions. Instinct took over and his own muzzle buried itself in the vulpine's crotch, his smooth canine tongue lapping away at her petals. He drew away what moisture he found, and what a cache there was to be had. It was as if she had a faucet in her passage.

Both remained like this, groaning and suckling, licking and teasing, bringing each other to climax countless times. Nectar ran free from both while Sasha teased the canine's rod to orgasm, swallowing down what she could while the remainder coated her cheeks and chin. It went on like this for hours until they both lay spent on the bed, cuddling affectionately in the dark. The sun had set long ago. It was sexual bliss. Never before had either of them been to such heights. Sasha couldn't remember Nicky's tongue reaching so deep.

Nicky! She hadn't even called her! The poor girl must have been worried sick!

"Sirius, can I use your phone? I need to call home and let Nicky know I'm alright." She tried to mask the concern in her voice.

He smiled and nodded, pulling the cordless from the nightstand, putting it in her hand, "You two live together? Must make the commute easy on gas."

The vixen blushed and giggled softly, "She's my girlfriend, I... well, I guess I used to be a lesbian. Now I suppose I'm bisexual."

The wolf snickered and kissed her forehead, "Technically, I'm not a male. So your record remains unblemished. I'm gonna slip into the bathroom to give you some privacy."

Sasha buried her face in his chest as she giggled, then pulled away to call her lover. The phone rang a couple of times while Sirius slipped out of the bed and into the bathroom before Nicky picked up.

"Hello?" She sounded sleepy.

"Hey honey, it's Sasha. Sorry I haven't come home yet. I um... I got sidetracked."

A sigh of relief came from the other end before she started going off, "Do you know how worried I've been!? I tried your cell phone but I never got an answer! I called back at the office and you weren't there! Where are you!?"

Sasha whimpered a little, "I'm sorry honey, I really am. I just... I got into something I couldn't tear myself away from."

Instantly, the tone in the other vixen's voice changed from stern to curious, "Oh? What's that? You did go by that wolf-guy's place after all to get the pics didn't you?"

"Yeah... heh um... in fact... I'm still at his place. Please don't be mad, I still love you." Sasha squeezed her eyes shut, expecting Nicky to scream at her or start crying or end up hurt in some way. The reaction she got wasn't what she expected in the slightest.

"Ooh... he he he... what's he like? Is he hot?" She was actually getting gossipy!

The vulpine blinked a little but giggled after realizing Nicky wanted details.

"Oh yeah, this guy... he's got some serious stamina. And that tongue of his, oh good lord, talk about to die for. I know you're good, but this guy can go even deeper. You have got to come see him!" Sasha was terribly giddy, giggling a bit remembering how they rated guys back in high school.

"Honey, it's after nine. I can't come see him tonight. I hafta get up early to give the formal presentation of those ads we did." Nicky was terribly disappointed she was missing out on the fun.

"Oh yeah. Hmmm. Tomorrow night then. We'll see if we can't spend the weekend with him. Pack some clothes for us, I have a feeling we'll need them."

A giggle similar to hers came from across the line, "You got it honey. I'll see you at work tomorrow. And don't stay up all night screwing him silly. Get some sleep. I need you after the meeting tomorrow."

"Alright, sleep well honey. I love you."

"I will knowing you're alright now. If he tries anything you don't want, bit his dick off. Love you too."

Sasha could hear the grin on Nicky's muzzle as the inside joke came across. They hung up and the vixen let the wheels in her head turn.

"Sirius, hun. I have a question for you."

He was still in the bathroom, drying his face from washing off a bit, "What's that gorgeous?"

He was finished by now, standing in the doorway, still stark naked, his rod still firm and throbbing.

Sasha tried her best to keep from staring, "Would you mind if Nicky and I spent the weekend here with you? Bet it'd be a lot of fun."

The wolf chuckled softly, tossing the towel back into the bathroom before making his way back to the bed, "Would you say it might be... Sirius fun?" He smirked, knowing just how awfully corning the joke was. Still, he couldn't help himself. And it often got at least a pity laugh.

Sasha rolled her eyes and grinned, "That's one way to put it, you ham. What do you say?"

The wolf slipped over close, pulling the vixen to his chest again. His arms, though not overly bulky, were strong.

"How could I say no to a face like yours. Come on by after work, both of you."

She smiled happily and they kissed again, "Okay, now, Nicky says I can't screw your brains out, I gotta get some sleep. One more round and then we hit the hay?"

"Sounds good to me. Want me to go first?"

She shook her head, grinning, "Nah, I'll do you first."

And with that, she slipped down his front, licking as she went until she arrived at his crotch, continuously switching between his features. It didn't take much lapping and suckling away to bring him back to a stimulated state. He groaned again, spreading his legs, loving having someone treat him in such a manner. His member pulsed softly in her grasp as she pumped over it with a free hand, the other accompanied her lips and tongue as she attacked his cleft. She nibbled and nosed his clitoris liberally, knowing just how to get a 'girl' off.

The noises he made encouraged her to go further and she remembered something that got a really nice reaction out of Nicky a few months back. Why wouldn't it work on him? So, with a broad grin and a deep breath, she shoved the whole of her muzzle into the wolf's crotch, sinking the thin, graceful snout into his warm folds. Sirius inhaled sharply, biting back a scream. His hands moved immediately to his groin, holding her head as she explored his passage, licking, nuzzling, an rumbling to push him over the edge.

"Oh god yes!! That feels great Sasha!! Go deeper!! Deeper!!" His voice was almost turning ragged.

The musculature around her snout pulsed and undulated, moisture coating Sasha's face the more she bobbed her muzzle inside him. She wanted to hear him howl in passion. With the best effort she could make, she tried to obey his request, pushing harder against his crotch, his scrotum mashed against her forehead. The wolf grimaced and shuddered as she passed the sweet spot, resulting in a powerful contraction of the flesh around her. She couldn't pull back to pump now. She was pretty much trapped. And getting pulled deeper!

It was an erotic idea, see how far she could go, and so she went with it. He wanted deep, she'd give him deep like he had never felt before. Her hands moved to his slit, parting the lips even further, amazed at his elasticity before shoving hard. Darkness clouded her vision as his tunnel blocked out the light. By now, her entire head was gone from sight, nothing more than a lump under his fur. Sirius moaned loudly as more honey coated the vulpine between his legs. He was helpless, unable to stop her, even if he wanted to.

Stopping her was the thing furthest from his mind.

She giggled and grinned, pushing her hands in to help wriggle that head of hers deeper until she reached his cervix. That wouldn't stop her. She pushed on until a loud yip from outside signified that she had 'broken in'. God it was amazing, leaving her needing to tend to her own petals rather badly. Still, she had to go further. The sex drive was all she could feel. Her arms disappeared right up to the shoulder, stretching poor Sirius out even further. No howl came as yet, but he was panting loudly, gripping the sheets in his fists.

Sasha pushed on, desperate to fill this need of hers to fill him. Her succulent, ample chest was slurped up in two deliciously wet pops. Her arms bent and pushed away from what seemed like 'down' to her, tugging the vixen's form in up to her waist. The wolf's body was already showing heavy signs of her presence, a rather large swell in his middle. Sasha was forced to curl up in the confined space, astonished at just how far the canine could stretch. With one more good pull, her hips disappeared under Sirius's scrotum. His shaft dribbled freely as he grunted and groaned, lost in the insane passion of the experience.

The vixen curled up a good deal, allowing her lover's passage to devour her thighs right down to the knee. From there, the rippling contractions passing through Sirius's tunnel drew in the last of the vulpine's form. Her toes and tail disappeared behind his folds as they sealed shut. She squirmed about to pull all of her form into the warm pouch of his womb, the sudden jolt through his cervix finishing the orgasm that had been building. He howled at the top of his lungs, going rigid in bed as his shaft exploded, releasing a nice warm batch all over his swollen middle. Gradually, he came down off the amazing peak, catching his breath while his hands explored the swell he now sported. The sensation of someone's presence under his skin provided it's own pleasures.

"S-Sasha... did you... plan... on doing that!?"

A quite giggle came up from under his pelt, "No, but I like it in here. It's warm, soft, and comfortable, kinda like being in your arms only... all over. Are you alright?"

A loud, happy growl answered her in the affirmative.

"I've never felt so good in my life. I-I don't think I've got the energy for anything else tonight."

A soft nod came from within as she nuzzled out against his hands, "Then I'll just sleep in here for the night. It's comfy enough."

A smile crossed his face hearing those words, "Heh...I don't think I could let you out right now even if I wanted to. Sleep well honey. I know I will."

Sasha giggled softly and shifted a bit to get even more comfortable, making her surrogate 'mother' moan in pleasure once more before everything fell still. Sirius tugged the sheets up over his bloated, round belly and rolled onto his side. He hugged her through his fur as they both rumbled to sleep, resolving to try this again.

As often as possible.