Mutton was a very shy cub. Her half siblings were all dogs - outgoing, friendly, and extroverted. Mutt, however, was half lamb. While other cubs were playing outside together, Mutton would read quietly by herself. Her teachers would sometimes force her to socialize, which caused the poor lamb-pup to freeze up or cry. The pup was scared of new people and places, and found it hard to trust new people. "New people" also included her new babysitter. 

Hazel, her babysitter, was a soft-spoken male fox that she had stayed with some weekends when her parents were out of town. She mostly hid in the guest room and read, and Hazel never pressured her to socializing. He spent a lot of time either working on his computer wearing small round reading glasses, reading, or watching old black and white movies. He was one of the few strangers, though, that Mutton finally left her room when she realized he had taken out a chessboard and placed it on the coffee table in the living room. With her soft fluffy tail shaking in a very lamby way, she approached and softly asked if they could play a game. She loved chess and rarely got to play it with her rowdy siblings. He smiled, nodded, and for the first time that she could remember, she found herself enjoying time with a stranger.
"It's nice to see you smile," he said towards the end of the game. He'd easily beaten her, but she was still grinning.
"Th-thank you mister Hazel."
"Just Hazel is fine," he said. She actually felt quite sad to leave him later that evening, wishing she could spend a little more time playing with him, though she never won. He was very patient with the girl, explaining where she made mistakes, and by the end they managed to end in a tie. She waved eagerly to him as she left, and her parents seemed happy she'd finally made a friend.

It was an unexpected family trip that changed everything. During summer break, her father (a heavyset ram with a broken horn on one side) announced that she would be spending a month with Hazel. Her eyes lit up, but then she paused.
"What about my brothers and sisters?" He grunted. 
"They're old enough to come with us, but we're worried you'll hate it and start hiding in grandma's closet again. Remember what happened last time you had to share a room with em?"
"S-sorry."
"It's alright," he said with a nod. "Thankfully Hazel works from home so he's alright with taking you. Don't cause him any problems, alright?"
"Yessir," Mutton said, hoping that her tail wasn't wagging too hard after hearing the news. 

She was excited. She kicked her hooved feet while burying her face in her pillow that night. She was excited to play chess, read, and maybe watch some of those cool old movies he watched. She loved how quiet his house was, how there were lots of cool antique trinkets, and how he seemed to understand when she didn't feel like socializing. She had trouble sleeping the next few days because she kept thinking about it - he always had good food too! And tea and coffee that he made palatable to the girl with sugar and cream. Her excitement must have been obvious, because her mom (a fluffy white Pyranese) grabbed her by the horn one evening and told her to calm down. She skidded on her hooves and apologized at least ten times while her mom sighed dramatically and made her go do chores to "get the zoomies out".

Finally, she was on her way to the fox's home after a week of restless excitement. She sat as still as she could in the backseat, but her head was swimming with warm and happy thoughts. As they pulled up to the house, shrouded by trees on a rural road, she wagged. She couldn't help it! She was too excited. Hazel greeted her at the door and she paused for a moment. She had the urge to hug him, but stopped herself. She was still, she guessed, a little too shy for that. 
"Good to see you," he said with a gentle smile. Mutt's dad put her suitcase down beside the coat rack and glanced up.
"You gonna be good? Need anything else or-"
"I'm fine, thank you," Hazel said with a sidelong glance at Mutton. "I'll call you if anything exciting happens."
"Good," her father said. He then turned to look at her. "Be good." That was it, and her parents were off. Hazel glanced over at her.
"Have you had lunch yet?"
"Nossir," she said. 
"I'll make us a charcuterie board. Have a lot of things I need to use up." 

The first week was exactly what she had been fantasizing about for a while. Chess, reading while he worked, and watching cool black and white movies. She was in heaven, and towards the end of the week even fell asleep leaning against Hazel's shoulder while a movie played. She didn't want to leave. This place felt like her second, quieter, home. Unfortunately, this peace would be broken one evening after dinner, when Mutton went to pee. She was horrified when she wiped and realized there was blood. She agonized for nearly a half hour about telling Hazel when she heard a knock on the door.
"You alright?" Hazel asked in his usual, gentle voice. She took a deep breath.
"C-can you come in?" she stammered. Hazel stepped in, and paused - the scene must have been strange to him. She was standing by the sink, trying to wash blood off her panties, and was trying her best not to cry. He placed his hand on her shoulder.
"You got your first period, huh," he said. "I'm sorry, that must be difficult." Mutton's eyes widened.
"M-my first [i]what?[/i]" Hazel looked surprised, then clicked his tongue in annoyance. 
"That family of yours didn't tell you?"
"No..." Mutton sniffed, trying to keep tears from spilling out at the awkward and horrible feeling she had bubbling up in her chest. Hazel pinched the bridge of his muzzle and sighed, then calmly began explaining it to her. 

Mutton head titled slowly as he explained. It was normal. It happened to almost every girl. It meant they were growing up normally, it was healthy, and also mentioned something that stuck in the poor cub's head. It meant [i]she could get pregnant[/i] now. He helped her clean up and gave her sanitary items that apparently he kept onhand "in case a woman visited". She didn't quite get it, but she was thankful for his explination and care. But she had a hard time thinking about anything other than that one part. Getting pregnant? She knew how that worked, at least. She watched a lot of animal documentaries, so that made sense, but - [i]getting pregnant[/i]. She rolled it back and forth in her little fuzzy head as she climbed into bed that night. It made her feel dizzy and warm to think about.

She tossed and turned for a while before laying on her back and wordlessly sliding her paw between her legs. A little gasp escaped her. It was really, really sensitive. A lot more than when she bathed normally, and she found herself absently rubbing herself through her clothes, mind focused on that one thing, over and over. Not just being pregnant, but... [i]Someone[/i] making her pregnant. Someone soft spoken, charming, and gentle. With a freckled caramel colored coat and soft brown eyes.
"Hazel..." she whimpered out as her hand moved faster. The girl's hips started to jerk, her thighs were shaking, and she felt her body getting warmer and warmer - until she stopped suddenly as she heard Hazel's shower upstairs turn on. Shaking, breathing hard, she tossed again in her bed before finally falling asleep, plagued by restless dreams and new and exciting thoughts filling her head. She had no way of knowing that upstairs, Hazel was doing something similar, thrusting into his paw in the shower - something he often did when Mutton was over. He was in love, but saying that out loud...no, it was probably best for him to just keep it all in. [i]I can't believe[/i], he would think though, [i]how beautiful she's growing up to be.[/i]

The next few days, Hazel cared for Mutton deligently. He made her herbal teas for the cramps, made food that was easier on her stomach, got her a heated blanket, and doted on her more than her family ever had, even when she was sick. Though she appreciated it, Mutt's feelings became more and more complicated. Every time he rubbed her head between her horns, her tail wagged. Every time he gently touched her shoulder she felt her face get hot. And her mind was still swimming to the brim thinking about him. About getting pregnant. Having his pups... it made her so dizzy. When her period finally ended, he hugged her tightly and congratulated her for growing up.
"I don't wanna grow up too fast," she muttered against his soft belly fur. 
"Aww, why not?" he asked with that famous charming smile.
"Cuz then you won't be my babysitter anymore," she said with a sigh. She felt something twitch. He broke away from the hug and cleared his throat, swishing his tail nervously.
"W-well," he said with a stutter, "that doesn't mean we have to stop playing chess or anything." Mutton tilted her head. She'd never seen him flustered before. 
"Are you okay?" she asked him. He was visibly blushing.
"I'm fine," he dismissed quickly. "Just a bit warm. How about I make us some iced coffee, hm?"
"Okay," she piped up, "but um, if I did something wrong-" 
"You've done nothing wrong," he cut her off instantly, kneeling in front of her and holding her cheeks. "Nothing, okay?" She was quiet for a long moment. His tail lashed. Her cheeks started to get red too. Just as those thoughts started to enter her head again, Hazel leaned in. He kised her. Her tail began to wag uncontrolably, her face felt warmer than ever before, and she let out a tiny excited squeal as their lips pressed together. But then it kept going. Hazel's tongue slid into her mouth. Mutton's eyes closed as his tongue explored her mouth, but then just as suddenly it happened he pulled away, breathing hard.
"Sorry," he said, "I didn't mean to-" but this time Mutton was the one to interrupt him, wrapping her arms around him while her tail spun like a helicopter.
"It's okay," she said. "I liked it." He paused, stroked her hair and soft long ears before gently murmuring,
"I did too. Let's uh, get that iced coffee hm?" She nodded eagerly, letting him go. As he shakily stood, she saw for a moment before he turned away that there was an outline of something pressing into his khakis. She followed him into the kitchen, feeling a lot happier than when this whole "period" thing had started. Despite that, she was also feeling uncomfortably warm and a little dizzy again. [i]I think,[/i] she decided in her head, [i]I'm just a little too happy. I have brain zoomies.[/i]

The two had dinner like normal that night, but both seemed to be a bit restless. They sat down on the couch to watch another black and white movie. During the movie, one of the characters mentioned being pregnant with the bad guy's baby. Mutton's ears must have visibly perked, because Hazel chuckled.
"What is it?" he asked. She was leaning towards the screen, deep in thought. 
"I wanna be pregnant," she said. He choked on his tea, and her ears perked as he coughed and sputtered. 
"A-ah," he said. "Why's that, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Cuz you mentioned I can now," she said, gaze turning to the floor. "And I...I dunno. I wish I was. Like maybe then I don't have to go home either. I can just stay with that person." His muzzle tilted down sympathetically. 
"What person?" he asked. Mutton took a deep breath. She clenched her paws, and fought silently against the scared little animal inside her.
"Mutton?"
"Y-you," she stammered out in a bleat. His ears went straight up. His nostrils flared.
"Ah," he said with a nervous laugh. "You're still young, you just..." his voice faded. His expression shifted. He sighed.
"I'm sorry," he said, pausing the movie. "I shouldn't lie to you. You're smart, Mutt. You'd figure it out even if I played it off."
"Hazel?"
"I think about that too. Maybe not, making you pregnant specifically," he faltered, "but..." Mutton's heart starting beating a lot faster.
"Like...sex?" she asked. He made a noise she'd never heard him make before, and quickly adjusted his tie and cleared his throat again.
"Y-yes," he said. "Like sex. And kissing. And. A lot of other things. I just, want to be closer to you." He slowly exhaled. Mutton leaned against his shoulder.
"I want to be closer too," she said. He smiled wryly. 
"You're a lovely girl, you know that?" he asked. She blushed.

Hazel asked if she'd like to sleep next to him, upstairs that night and she eagerly agreed. Plus, that meant she got to take a bath in his big jacuzzi style tub. He hesitated a moment as he began running the water.
"Mutton," he asked softly. "May I join you?" Her tail answered before her mouth, wagging intensely, unable to keep from tip-tapping her hooves in excitement too.
"P-please," she said. He kissed her forehead and smiled. With the tub filled, he turned the jets on. Mutt glanced over and him and felt weirdly [i]unshy[/i] about undressing in front of him. She undressed like any other time she would bathe or change. Hazel looked away blushing at first, but then turned his eyes to her just as she was taking off the last piece of clothing - her panties. As they slid down, she paused for a second. 
"It's, um," she said. "Sticky?" His ears perked. 
"That's ah, normal." he smiled, his tail swishing nervously for a moment as her panties were placed to the side. She got into the tub while he undressed. Unlike Hazel however, she couldn't keep her eyes off him. He was slender, even feminine in frame, with gorgeous freckled honey-brown fur. When his briefs were the only thing left, he paused. 
"Are you sure it's okay?" he asked. Instead of saying anything, she nodded, sinking down slightly into the water. 

His sheath was slender too, but near the base his knot was clearly bulging out. The tip of his canine dick was poking out and twitching, a small drip of precum hanging off it. But before she could continue looking, he slipped into the bath beside her. He wrapped his arm around her and she cuddled up to his chest, giggling. 
"I'm really happy," she said, snuggling closer. 
"Me too," he said, kissing her forehead.
"Can I say I love you?" she asked. He was absently drawing circles against the fur on her shoulder and paused.
"Of course," he said softly. "I love you too, Mutt." While snuggling in the bath, she absently reached down and her hand brushed against him. He was [i]very[/i] stiff to the touch. She hesitated for a moment, but with a reassuring kiss from Hazel, she felt more confident and began to gently touch him between his legs. He leaned back, clearly enjoying the attention, and she wagged in the bubbly water. She liked the idea of making him feel good. It made her feel good. That was all that mattered. She touched and gently squeezed his sheath, blushing as she felt it twitch and flex under her paw. She explored him for several minutes, stroking and running her hand across him until he flinched. She stopped. But before she could ask what was wrong, Hazel picked her up and pulled her into his lap. She made a surprised little bleat as he kissed her neck.

With the tip of his cock pressing against her thigh, he placed his hand between her legs.
"This okay?" he asked. She nodded eagerly, unable to find her words. With little kisses pressed to her cheek and neck, he began to gently rub her. Mutton instantly felt heat radiate through her body, and made little whines and bleats. It felt [i]really[/i] good. He was just rubbing her, but it was making her thighs already start to shake. She placed her paw over her mouth but Hazel gently reached up with his other hand and pulled it away.
"It's okay," he murmured against her ear. "I want to hear you." Her whines, bleats and moans quickly filled the room. She was panting, shaking, and wiggling in his grasp until the heat between her legs finally reached a point where her brain went completely blank.
"Good girl," he whispered in her ear. Her body felt like it suddenly collapsed. Waves of pleasure washed over her as her body jerked and shuddered against him. She couldn't think at all. She couldn't remember if she said anything or just made silly whiny noises as she slumped into his arms. He slowly pulled his hand away, then covered her in kisses, making her weakly giggle.
"Wh-what was that?" she finally managed to ask. 
"Your first orgasm," he said gently. "Did you like it?"
"Yessir," she said, happily falling back into his arms.

The two eventually made their way out of the tub, dried off, and went to his bed. There was no rush. He even laughed at how much her fur floofed up as he dried it, and kissed her face obnoxiously until she bleated in protest, and the pair hugged tightly. She liked the feeling of his stiff sheath against her belly as they hugged. She just liked every part of him. A crush didn't quite cover how she felt - she was head over heels for him. She sat at the edge of his comfy bed with silk and satin sheets, kicking her hooves happily as he stood in front of her. He had gotten a small silver square from his nightstand. 
"What's that?" she asked.
"A condom," he said. "It's to ah...make sure things don't happen faster than they have to." He kissed her forehead.
"I should probably let you know," he added, "the first time...hurts, usually."
"It's okay," she reassured him with a smile. "If it's you, it's okay." The two kissed again - deeper this time. She finally meekly raised her tongue to his as it entered her mouth. She liked the taste of his mouth and the feeling of his tongue and the way he slowly lowered her to the bed so she was laying on her back. His kiss left her mouth and trailed down her neck, her flat chest and warm tummy, and finally to her thighs...
"[i]Mmph[/i]," she moaned out, squirming against him. He chuckled, then stepped back. Peering over her chest, she watched as he opened the silver square and took out the condom. He placed it over the tip of his cock poking out of his sheath, then carefully pulled back his sheath to reveal the extent of his arousal. She blushed. It was a lot bigger than it felt when she was touching him. He unrolled the condom over his throbbing semi-inflated knot with a shudder before gazing over her.
"You sure?" he asked gently. She nodded.
"I'm sure."

He climbed onto the bed while she laid back, her head resting on a pillow. He placed a towel underneath her and seemed to be a bit nervous as they got positioned for missionary - his hips between her legs, holding her thighs. His cock twitched and flexed as he licked his lips. He was only inches from her, and she gently placed her paw over his. Gathering his courage, he finally brought himself closer. He pressed the tip of his cock to her and slowly exhaled before slowly slipping into her.
"[i]Oh[/i]," she whispered. He flexed inside her. It was...big, and she felt oddly [i]full[/i] even with it barely in. Hazel sank in deeper. And deeper. She felt a sudden flash of pain and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. 
"Does it hurt?" his voice had changed. It was deeper, and came out more like a growl.
"A little," she whimpered. "But it feels. Really good too." He started to move his hips. Ryhtmic, slow, and deep inside of her. It made her body shudder. It still hurt a little, but it felt so [i]right[/i]. Like he belonged there. 
"H-hazel," she gasped as he started to move faster. But he wasn't listening. The predatory nature of his species was showing, growling low and baring his fangs as he started pounding her tight virgin pussy harder and harder. But it wasn't like she was scared. She moaned louder, bleated harder, and panted like a stray.
"F-feels," she gasped out, "feels s-so good. Hazel. [i]Please[/i]."
"I love you," he growled against her ear as her hips started to jerk again. She wa shaking hard, desperately starting to buck against him, drool dripping down her chin and cheek as she got closer and closer.
"I. Love," she was barely able to form words. Her bucking motions made him slide in deeper and deeper, until she felt his knot pressing hard to her tight hole. They suddenly bucked together in unison, the pair moaning in synch as he knotted her. She fell back to the bed, gasping and spasming as his claws dug into her hips. 
"Good girl," he panted as he praised her. "Taking my knot on the first try. You're amazing." Her ears were ringing too hard to understand him, all she knew was that through the arc of pain she felt at being so suddenly forced open, she was also [i]in heaven[/i]. Her paws, shaking, slowly reached up to his chest. He laid over her, panting softly in her ear while she absently touched him. It felt too good. She loved the feeling of his knot throbbing inside her, the length of his cock flexing and stretching her. She zoned out as she felt warmth pooling in her tummy. 
"Oh, shit," he suddenly whispered.
"Mm?" she asked sleepily.
"I-I think the condom broke."
"Is that...bad?" she asked sleepily. He kissed her gently, his charming smile returning.
"No," he said with a little laugh. "Actually. Actually it's fine. Love you Mutt."
"Love you too, Hazel," she murmured sleepily before falling asleep with his knot still buried deep inside her. She was too exhausted to continue, but she fell asleep with a smile brushed to her face. 

Mutton woke up to the familiar smell of coffee downstairs. She didn't want to move right away. She was a little sore, but mostly just tired and happy. Her tail flicked and she snuggled into the scent of Hazel against the pillows. 
"Morning." Mutton glanced up, her tail wagging more.
"Morning!" she said, slowly getting up. He offered her breakfast in bed; pancakes and eggs. She ate happily while Hazel sat beside her, gently stroking her fur. 
"Feeling sore today?" he asked her. 
"A little," she admitted as she placed the dishes on the nightstand. 
"Just relax for a few days then," he said, kissing her forehead. "We've got another two weeks together."
"That's not a lot of time," she whined, hugging his arm. 
"Mm, don't worry," he said. "I'll make sure you get to see me lots after this."

After a few days had passed, Mutton was laying on the couch on her stomach, flipping through a book when Hazel approached her. Wordlessly, he placed a paw on her thigh and slid his hand up. She found herself almost automatically spreading her legs. Even while she was recovering, it had been really difficult for them to keep their paws (and mouths) off each other. She lifted her hips when he began to tug down her shorts and panties. He paused as he went to touch her again.
"You're already soaked, dear," he teased gently. She whined, but smiled and hid her face in her book as she blushed. 
"Feeling less sore?"
"Uh-huh..."
"May I, then?" 
"Please." She presented herself to him, even gently wafting her tail to the side. 
"You can keep laying down," he said, running his paw along her lower back. She shuddered and lowered back to the leather couch as he took off his pants. He didn't bother to take them all the way off, climbing up on the couch to straddle her from behind. She started breathing harder. He didn't even take off his boxers, just slid his sheath through. She was surprised to see he was already rock hard, drooling precum and twitching. It made her drool. 
"Sh-should you get a condom?" she asked. He grinned.
"No," he said, "I think you were right - I [i]should[/i] make you pregnant. Do you want my pups?"
"Yessir!" she bleated. "Please..."
"Just relax," he said softly. He laid on top of her, and her book clattered to the ground. She didn't care; too busy getting tingly and warm just from feeling the pressure of his body against hers. He slid in and she instantly moaned out.
"How do you want it?" he asked her, his breath hot against the back of her neck. "Slow and deep? Faster than last time?"
"F-faster," she whined out. 
"Of course," he purred to her. He wrapped his arms under hers, and with a grunt, began to properly mate with her. Her brain went blank in the first through quick, rougher thrusts. His hips were moving less rythmically than last time, just loud and erratic [i]plap-plap-plap[/i] as his hips met her ass and his balls slapped up against her dripping wet pussy.
"I love you," he growled against her ear as she moaned wordlessly, just making stupid-cute puppy noises in his arms. She tried to say it back but could only sputter out "[i]love[/i]" before her body spasmed under him.
"Good girl," he said. "You cum so fast for me. I love you so much." He wasn't slowing down, just desperately breeding her with thrusts that only got deeper and rougher. Unbeknowst to Mutton, it was exactly what he'd been daydreaming about from the moment he first laid eyes on her.
"H-hazel," she gasped. "Please." 
"Please make you pregnant?" 
"Yes!" she bleated loud, filling the quiet house with her desperate cries. "Please, yes, please..." He was mating with her so passionately she was glad to be laying down, as her legs had already given out beneath her. He gave her what she begged for. He slammed into her with a sudden groan, his knot filling her tight hole to the brim. She felt him freeze against her, and the feeling of warmth pooling in her happened again. Her hips jerked back as she gasped and came once more, shuddering and shaking while tied deeply with her lover. Through the panting and shaking, he kissed the back of her neck and gave her a gentle love nip. 
"How about we do this every day?" he asked her gently. "Just to make sure you get my pups."
"Please..." her voice was weak with exhaustion. 
"Good," he said softly. "I've already talked to your father by the way - about a more permanant home for you. They seem pretty happy with you being here."
"R-really?" she asked.
"Mhm," he said. "So before you leave, I'll make sure to let you know just how much I love you." She felt his knot throbbing inside her, warm and potent fox cum filling her as she turned her head. They kissed.
"I love you, Hazel," she murmured softly. 
"I love you too, Mutt," he said with a satisfied sigh. "Let's stay tied like this...for a while, okay?" Her tail tried to wag underneath him.
"A really long time," he added with a chuckle.