Bailey woke slowly, extra groggy and numb. She felt safe in the warm embrace of a large muscular arm holding her against washboard abs, her head softly nestled between two large breasts.
She softly stroked the familiar looking fur on the arm, the brown and black matching her own, but the shocks of red reminded her more of her mom, from before. The daughter of a hyena and a red panda, or wah, making her a wahyna. As the mysterious figure holding her stirred, Bailey felt a strange pulsing inside of herself.
Squeezing, she realized that a large muscular organ had penetrated her pussy, deep into her belly, and contributed to pinning her to this warm comforting body. <Shouldn't I be scared by this?> she thought to herself, but no part of her could muster even a shred of fear. Her nethers twitched excitedly around the intruder revealing a hint of soreness and a bulge to her belly, but that was the worst of it.
A muffled sound prompted her to pull her head forward, emerging from the comforting cocoon of those soft mammaries. The TV was on, her TV on the wall, in her game room, but instead of one of her shows, this time she saw herself getting undressed. Another voice spoke, deep and comforting, motherly and strong. "You realize, if we do this, you probably won't remember it, right? The temporal realignment will be so intense, you will pass out and forget everything, the whole day. We can wait, in a week it will be..."
Bailey looked up to the camera sternly as she flicked her leggings to the side, where they still lay against the wall, "Yeah, but this is the fastest way, right? And then you can be with me forever?"
As the camera looked over Bailey's exposed nubile body the voice replied, "I already am, but yes, this is the fastest way." An arm came forward to stroke down her small budding chest and belly fur before continuing down the length of her pseudo-penis.
Bailey followed the arm then looked back up to the camera, nervous, shy, but determined, as she always was. "That's why I can't get a boy at middle school, or a girl. I'm popular, sure, but they all know what my dad was, what that means I have." A tear ran down her cheek, both on the TV and presently, as she remembered her dad's recent parting.
The camera nodded and came down, looking over that black member, a shiver riding through Bailey above. "I do know. I remember it all too well. The pain of knowing they would never love us like this, and the pain of losing the one man who never cared. But I'm here now, and you have nothing to fear."
"Oh, Max, your tongue is amazing down there."
The body around Bailey gave a big stretch preventing her from hearing the recording. It righted itself, pulling Bailey upright with it. Standing, seemingly oblivious to Bailey's presence, the body started doing exercises. Meanwhile, Bailey was still pressed to those abs by the cock inside of her and her head cushioned by the breasts on either side.
It was only once they started doing toe touches that the breasts fell forward enough, removing the previously unnoticed pressure on her shoulders, causing Bailey to flop forward toward the floor. The girth stuck deep in her body pulled against her insides as she dangled below the muscular body.
On the TV, the camera showed as Bailey held her cock up for the camera to look down into. The fake member was wider than a real cock. "I, I haven't done much with it before. My vagina is all the way at the bottom, so it's hard to get a dildo down there, and Dad always said he'd teach me to use it when I'm older. We'd usually just watch movies and casually jerk each other."
The video shut off as the body stood up and spoke, Bailey still dangling. "Looks like I got it in just fine. Looked odd, I've never tried fucking a cock smaller than my own before, but I guess yours isn't real yet, is it?"
Bailey tried to lean up enough to see the face of her partner, but with the rigid member stuffed into her belly there wasn't much room for her waist to flex. "Um, so, do I call you Max?"
"Yeah, when we are in this town I'll be going by Maxine, so Max is fine."
Bailey squinted in confusion. "But, that's my middle name."
Max sat down, allowing Bailey to look up into the wahyna's face from where she lay across those massive muscular legs. Other than the cybernetic eye and the shocks of red, it was her. "Yeah, I know. Mom's colors show through more as we grow up. But you and I did the paperwork at the court yesterday, I'm your legal guardian, Aunt Maxine. Only you and I know that I'm actually you from the future. From A future, not necessarily your future. My Aunt Max didn't have a cyber-eye, and I didn't ride her till after the realignment was complete.
"I'm different from my Aunt Max, and if you continue the loop, you'll be different from me, and your Little Bailey will be a different Aunt Max than you."
Bailey giggled and used her arms and legs to push herself more upright before giving her 'aunt' belly scritches. "But you did … this kind of love with her?"
Max wiggled and laughed, "Of course. I hung from her dick every chance I got, right up until I was too heavy and fell off. Still kept fucking until it was time for me to come be with you. You made a promise when mom died."
Bailey's eyes widened, "Before dad found me in the circle of mushrooms, the fairy ring, I promised that if no one else was going to look out for me, I would always love and protect…."
Max booped Bailey's nose and finished, "myself."