That Sunday night, Samantha tossed and turned in her sleep. At one point, she even woke herself up with a soft moan; when she awoke, she was in the throes of an orgasm. She had been dreaming about Alex mounting her, using her body for his own selfish pleasures. It was amazing. Her young body quivered and shook as she rode out the tail-end of her sleep climax. 

It had felt so real that she had to actually look around her room in disbelief. She could have sworn that the feeling of tight fullness as Alex’s knot penetrated her and the sudden warmth as he started to cum inside of her had been real. But as Samantha peered around her dark bedroom, she realized she was without a doubt, alone.

“Just a dream,” she said somberly to herself.

As she lay there, the young snow leopard cub could feel wetness in her underwear. She reached down, slipping her paw into her pajama bottoms and panties. She slid two fingers between her pussy lips, half expecting them to be covered in Alex’s cum when she brought them back up. However, as she held her paw up to the moonlit window and spread her fingers apart, the slick, clear fluid that stretched between them was very clearly of her own making.

“Was this...a [i]wet dream[/i]?” Samantha pondered as she wiped her paw on her sheets. She sat up and hopped out of bed. She dropped her shorts and pulled down her underwear a bit to take a look the inside of them. They were completely soaked through. Samantha peered down at the floor, noticing that the crotch of her pajama bottoms were dark. She bent down, checking them; sure enough, they were damp as well.

“Wow…” her voice quiet as she spoke to herself. “So it [i]was [/i]a wet dream. They didn’t tell us girls could have them too!” Samantha was a bit amazed and excited of her discovery.

Samantha stepped out of her damp pajamas and underwear and walked bottomless over to her dresser, her spotted tail swaying behind her. She pulled open her top drawer and paused before shutting the drawer again. Instead of simply changing, she decided she was just going to sleep half-naked the rest of the night. After all, maybe it was better if she let herself “air out.”

As she crawled back into bed, her gaze fell briefly on the hairbrush sitting on her nightstand. She did her best to ignore the temptation, pulling the covers up so they were tucked underneath her chin. As the seconds ticked by, Samantha stared up at her ceiling fan.

“Maybe just one touch…” she told herself, reaching down with her paw underneath the covers. An audible breath escaped her lips as Samantha dragged her index pad against her erect clitoris.

She was so very wet. And so [i]very[/i] horny.

“Why am I so-?” Samantha thought the question to herself, stopping before she had even finished it. She withdrew her paw from underneath the covers and did some quick mental math, counting days on her fingers as she needed.

“I’m in heat,” she informed her dark, quiet bedroom, nodding at the realization. “That has to be it.”

She snuck a quick glance at her hairbrush, which lay there quietly taunting her.

“Well...if I’m in heat, then...it can’t be helped. Right?” she reasoned with herself, trying to justify what she wanted so desperately to do.

Samantha reached up and grabbed the brush. As she brought it under the sheets and spread her legs apart, she could feel her pulse quicken with anticipation. With her free paw, she spread her pussy lips apart using two fingers. She gripped the head of the brush, guiding the jelly-coated handle towards her entrance. Slowly, she inserted the improvised toy into her sex.

“Oh, Alex...” she moaned, lifting her hips as the brush’s handle slid deeper inside her. The hard plastic tip spread her vagina easily as she pushed the brush in. The jelly-coated handle actually felt remarkably similar to Alex’s penis: soft against her fleshy walls, but rigid and firm at the same time. However, it also lacked the warmth of Alex’s canine cock; it lacked the intricate details and textures from the network of blood vessels that covered his length; and most importantly, it lacked [i]Alex[/i].

No sooner than she had fully inserted the hairbrush, did Samantha completely withdraw it. She took it out from underneath the sheets. The handle glistened, coated in the teenage-cub’s arousal. Samantha set the hairbrush back down on her nightstand. She could feel her body protesting, aching to be filled; but she just couldn’t get her mind engaged.

She missed Alex.

It was [i]him[/i] she wanted; [i]him[/i] that should be filling her; [i]him[/i] that should be embracing her.

Samantha rolled onto her side and hugged her pillow. She let out a sigh and looked out the window, wondering if Alex was looking up at the moon too.

“Alex…” she whined wistfully before burying her head in her pillow. She thought she was going to cry. But she didn’t. Instead, she pulled her face away, having had a sudden realization.

“That’s it! Tomorrow is Monday! It’s a school day!” she excitedly thought to herself, putting the pieces together. “We’re both in Group A for lunch! I’ll see him then! Maybe we could have lunch together! Maybe we could…”

Samantha was becoming giddy as she plotted how she could satisfy not only her heart’s desires, but her body’s desires as well. Content she had a solid plan, she hugged her pillow once more and closed her eyes, trying to force herself to sleep. She did eventually fall back asleep, but it took a while – this time because excitement about the new day was keeping her awake. It couldn’t be Monday soon enough.

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Samantha awoke two minutes before her alarm was even set to go off. She quickly got dressed, donning her school uniform. Giddiness and anticipation consumed her as she gathered up her things and left the house. Already, Sam could feel the slickness between her legs as she walked to school.

“This is gonna work…” she muttered to herself as she hurried down the sidewalk.

Alex and her both had Lunch A today; Allie was in Lunch B. It was as if the fates and stars had aligned, just for her. Her genius plan was to steal Alex away, though, admittedly she hadn’t thought much past that. The hormones coursing through her were making it hard to think straight or have proper judgment and reasoning.

All through math, Sam was nervously tapping her pencil, bouncing her leg, and eyeing the clock.

“What’s up, Sam?” Allie asked, picking up on her friend’s tense excitement.

“Oh...oh nothing!” Samantha replied innocently, doing her best to brush it off. “Just havta go pee,” she fibbed.

Allie seemed satisfied with the answer and after class started to head off to her next class while Samantha made her way towards the cafeteria.

“Sam?”

“Hmm?

“Bathrooms are that way, remember?” Allie said with a smile, pointing her in the opposite direction from Samantha’s original path of travel.

“Oh! Oh right!” Sam laughed nervously and hurried in the other direction, ducking inside the bathroom once she got there. She waited in there a few seconds before peeking back out into the hall.

The coast was clear – Allie had moved on.

Samantha walked briskly towards the cafeteria, doing her best not to burst into a full out run. When she finally arrived in the large, open room, she immediately started scanning for her young fox cub lover. She could already feel her whole body tingling. This was by far the most intensely she had ever experienced her heat.

Finally, she spotted Alex’s cute pointed orange and white ears, sticking up in a sea of other students. She walked over to his table, where he was sitting with three of his friends: two guys and a girl. Sam didn’t know their names, but she knew she had seen Alex hanging out with them often. As she came up behind Alex, she tapped him on the shoulder.

All four sixth-graders turned to look at the eighth-grader that had just approached their lunch table. Every one of them, with the exception of Alex, was a little bit intimidated.

“What’s up, Sam?” Alex asked casually, much to his friends’ amazement.

“You [i]know[/i] her!?” Alex’s female friend asked him incredulously. His friends looked at him somewhat astonished. 

“Oh yeah – she’s my sister’s best friend!”

Evidently Alex hadn’t yet revealed that Samantha, was in fact, his girlfriend, as well. Not to mention, the extent to which he [i]knew[/i] her, was rather intimate.

“Alex, can you come with me? Your sister she…” Sam didn’t bother finishing the sentence. She took hold of Alex’s arm and pulled him up out of his seat.

“Is she alright?” Alex asked urgently, becoming worried.

“Yeah, yeah. She’s fine. She just needs your help with something.”

“Oh...okay.” Alex gathered up his still unopened sack lunch and threw his backpack over his shoulder. “Cya,” he said to his friends, waving to them over his shoulder as Samantha practically dragged him out of the cafeteria. Only once they were in the hallway did Alex think to question Sam again.

“What is it, Sam?”

Samantha stopped and turned around to face Alex. The hallway was deserted, at least for the moment.

“I’m in heat, Alex.”

Alex blushed, his ears turning a darker pink. He continued to listen silently, looking up into Samantha’s beautiful blue eyes.

“Aaaaand…I need your help with it,” Sam added, giving Alex a sly smile. She took a step closer to her foxy lover.

“So, Allie...doesn’t need anything?”

“No, silly!” Samantha couldn’t help but smile at Alex’s naivety. She looked up and down the hallway, trying to think of where they should go. As her eyes wandered across the hall, Samantha spotted a stairwell down by the gym. “C’mere!”

She took up Alex’s arm again, leading him down the hallway toward the stairs. Samantha lead them both upstairs, towards the roof access. Typically, students were not allowed to go up here: a chain was roped across the stairs with a “Keep Out” sign adorning it. 

Samantha gingerly stepped over the chain. Alex seemed a bit more hesitant. “Won’t we get in trouble?”

“It’s fine! Nobody will know!”

Alex shrugged and ducked under the chain and followed Samantha as they headed up towards the roof. When they reached the top of the stairs, the door to the roof was of course locked.

“Now what?” Alex asked, still not entirely sure what they were doing anyways.

Samantha looked around at the landing at the top of the stairs. “This is fine.” She gripped the metal railing, peering over and looking down the stairwell. The landing was out of the way and afforded them some privacy.

“Fine for what?” Alex was starting to sound a little frustrated, only because he knew that whatever Samantha was up to had to be good.

Sam looked back over her shoulder, still holding onto the railing. She smirked at Alex.

“How about you look under my skirt and find out?” 

Alex blushed, taken aback by the snow leopard’s sudden suggestion. “Under...your skirt?”

Samantha nodded, the corner of her mouth turned upward in a seductive smile.

It just felt like such a wrong...thing he wasn’t supposed to do. The young fox cub approached Samantha cautiously and grabbed onto the hem of her skirt. Alex lifted the navy blue garb, his paws trembling the slightest bit. After all, it isn’t every day that a cute girl asks you to take a peek at what’s under her skirt.

Alex blushed, his mouth gaping slightly as he was greeted by the sight of Samantha’s underwear. She was wearing a pair of white panties, speckled with pink, gray, and black hearts and with pink hems.

Sam couldn’t help but smile at the effect the sight of her unmentionables had on the young fox cub. She could tell he was stunned into silence.

“Look closer,” she urged him.

He didn’t need to be told twice. Alex bent down and moved closer, letting go of Samantha’s skirt. The navy blue fabric was now draped over the back of his head. Now it was her turn to blush; as a girl, it didn’t exactly feel normal to have a someone poking their head underneath you skirt, especially at school.

The delightful, feminine musk of Samantha’s heat was hitting Alex fairly strongly now that he was so close to the source. “Oh...wow,” he muttered, sounding more than a little captivated. He could already feel a slight stirring of arousal in his loins.

“You like that?” Samantha asked seductively, a little embarrassed.

“Yeah…” Alex replied, his head swimming from the intoxicating aroma. He held onto her thighs and shoved his face forward, burying his snout between Sam’s thighs. Alex’s nose pressed firmly against her underwear and he inhaled deeply through his nostrils. His hips reflexively gave a small, eager thrust as he took a powerful hit of Samantha’s most intimate scent.

 Alex finally stood back up and Samantha turned around to face him.

“I want you, Alex.” Her voice was full of need. She rubbed the young fox cub’s crotch, feeling the bulge of his sheath through his pants.

“Here!? At school!?” Alex questioned emphatically. Samantha was already starting to unbutton his slacks.

“Mhmm,” she nodded, “It should be okay as long as we don’t get tied.”

She could see the doubt in Alex’s eyes and she smiled at him reassuringly before leaning in and kissing him. Her tongue eagerly begged for access into his mouth, which he gladly granted. As their tongues danced and twisted together, Samantha continued to undo Alex’s pants before finally dropping them around his ankles.

Sam broke their kiss and knelt down, pulling down Alex’s white underwear. The pink tip of his penis was already poking out from inside his furry, white sheath. The young snow leopard looked up at her lover and smiled.

“I love you Sam,” Alex said, smiling back down at her.

“I love you too, Alex,” Samantha smiled big before leaning in and giving his tip a small lick. The textured surface of her tongue grazed his sensitive tip and Alex’s hips gave another slight, uncommanded thrust. He may have been a bit hesitant, but his body was certainly ready to go.

Samantha stood and turned around again. She moved to the handrail overlooking the stairs down and flipped up her skirt, flashing her panties. “I’m all yours Alex.” Sam then hooked her fingers into her underwear and pulled them down, letting them fall around her ankles. She bent forward a little more and reached back, spreading herself with her paws. “My...[i]body[/i] is all yours,” the horny, young snow leopard added, doing everything should could to entice the young fox cub.

As she spread her cheeks, her slit parted, revealing her pink, wet hole. It was open enough that Alex was able to see inside a little ways. The sight of those tender, fleshy walls was impossible to resist. By now, another couple inches of Alex’s cock had emerged from within its hiding place.

The young fox cub came up behind Samantha, grabbing onto her hips. Sam continued to hold herself open as Alex used his hips to guide himself to her entrance. He easily found her opening and started to push himself inside.

Samantha let out a soft, satisfied moan as she was once again filled with her lover’s cock. She let go of herself and grabbed onto the railing. Alex pushed further and further inside, his hips taking over and starting to thrust on their own. 

Before long, Samantha had been lifted onto her toes, the fox cub’s hips pounding into hers relentlessly. A soft slapping filled the stairwell as Alex’s bare thighs slapped against Sam’s naked ass. Samantha couldn’t help but moan; she tried to keep her mouth closed though, to at least make it a bit quieter.

The angle Alex was penetrating her meant his tip kept repeatedly grinding and pressing against her sensitive g-spot. She could feel her climax rapidly approaching. Her grip on the railing tightened and she lifted a bit higher on her toes. Samantha let out a pleasured squeak that echoed down the stairwell as her orgasm hit her hard.

Her pussy clamped down forcefully, pushing Alex back out. For the first time she could remember, Sam squirted. Her young girl-cum dripped into her underwear and onto the floor. The cloudy, clearish fluid splattered as it hit the landing. Samantha’s legs shook as her powerful climax rocked her body.

It was then that Alex heard the voices of two girls, down in the hallway below, growing louder.

“Did you hear that?” one of the girls asked.

“Uh-uh,” the other girl replied in the negative.

“It sounded like two people having [i]sex[/i]!”

Alex quickly grabbed Sam by the shoulders and pulled her back from the railing, so that anyone looking up wouldn’t see her. Samantha was still too foggy to really know what was happening. Her firm grip on the railing held though as she dropped back and away, her bare bottom hovering just above the floor as she hung there by her arms.

“Ew gross! It did not!” the other girl replied to her friend at the suggestion of people having sex in the school stairwell.

“Hello!?” the first girl called up the stairs, ignoring her friend’s comment.

Alex and Sam both stayed as quiet as they could. Samantha was doing all she could to control her heavy breathing, trying to hold her breath when she could or breath softly through her nose.

“Whatever,” the first girl added, having heard no response to her greeting.

The two girls voices faded as they continued to walk down the hall, having apparently lost interest.

Samantha and Alex both breathed a sigh of relief. She let go of the railing and turned around, sinking down and sitting on the floor with Alex

“That was close,” Alex admitted.

“Yeah,” Sam agreed. “Thanks,” she added, smiling at Alex and admiring his quick thinking in pulling her back out of sight.

“No problem.” Alex smiled back.

Alex’s cock bobbed in place, as if trying to get their attention and remind the cubs that it had yet to be satisfied. Both cubs looked at it. The red canine penis was now fully erect, his knot most of the way inflated.

“How about I ride you?” Samantha suggested. “That way, we’re out of sight.”

Alex nodded in agreement.

Samantha unzipped her skirt and stood, letting it fall to the ground around her feet. She pulled one leg out of her panties, letting them hang freely around her other ankle. Alex lay back on the hard floor and Samantha straddled him, squatting down above his hips. The young fox cub lifted his head to watch as his girlfriend lowered herself closer to his eager member.

Using her paw, Sam guided Alex’s cock back towards her entrance and sank down onto him, impaling herself on his thick length. She leaned forward, kissing Alex deeply as she started to slowly ride him. It felt wonderful to once again to be wrapped in the warm, soft folds of his lovers vagina – especially after having been so violently ejected earlier.

The two cubs made out as Samantha slowly and passionately rode her younger, fox boyfriend. When they finally broke the kiss, the young lovers looked into each others eyes.

Alex moaned, “It feels so good inside you, Sam.”

“Yeah?” Samantha responded, smiling and taking it as a compliment that her body was bringing the boy she loved so much joy and pleasure. She picked up her pace, gyrating her hips and watching Alex’s reaction to the increased stimulation. His eyes fluttered and closed briefly before opening again. Sam smiled with pride; Alex was getting closer – she could tell.

Samantha planted her paws on Alex’s chest and he placed his paws underneath her butt, helping to hold her up. Sam squatted there, hovering in place, letting Alex control the pace now. He bounced his hips between her and the floor, jack-hammering up into her at a rapid pace.

The two cubs never stopped looking at each other, their eyes in constant contact as they fucked at the top of the stairs. They could each see the other’s orgasm approaching like an unstoppable freight train. A thought fluttered through Samantha’s mind as she stared deep into her lover’s eyes: “Do it, Alex. Do it. Use my body to get yourself off. I’m yours.” Samantha bit her lip to fight back her moans as she thought dirty thoughts to herself.

Never breaking eye contact, on one of Alex’s upward thrusts, Sam pushed her weight down, forcing his knot inside her as she dropped. Samantha’s weight pushed Alex’s hips to the floor and she started aggressively rocking her hips now that his full length was buried inside of her. The feeling of being tied and the rubbing of her clit against Alex’s body pushed her over the edge.

She lost concentration, her mouth opening and a sweet moan filing the stairwell. Her claws extended slightly, gripping into Alex’s chest uncomfortably, but not enough to draw blood. But it didn’t matter – Alex’s mind was focused on a different area of his body at the moment. The feeling of suddenly knotting Samantha, combined with her vigorous grinding, and now the pulsating contractions of her vagina around his cock was simply too much for his young body to contend with for any longer. 

Alex’s lips parted and even he let out a cute moan as he started to cum – luckily nobody was around to hear the cubs’ erotic coupling this time. He lifted his hips, lifting Sam with them, pushing himself even deeper inside the young snow leopard. The pointed tip of his cock pushed into the small opening of her cervix; Sam was in too much ecstasy to care about the slight discomfort. Powerful bursts of cum erupted directly into her womb. Jet after jet of warm, cloudy seed pumped into her, pooling inside her uterus. For Sam, it was that lovely, familiar feeling of warmth spreading within her. Only this time it was deeper and seemed to stay in place.

The cubs were panting as they came down from their highs. Alex would still occasionally pulse inside Samantha, filling her just a little bit more each time. Sam leaned down and gave her lover a passionate kiss.

“I love you,” she said, smiling and looking into his eyes.

“I love you too,” Alex replied, smiling back. His smile faded a bit. “But, I thought we weren’t supposed to tie?”

Samantha blushed a little – she too of course had realized her mistake. However, at the time it was no mistake and she was just doing as her body commanded. “I know,” she admitted, “but I couldn’t help it. I just love the feeling of you knotting me so much.”

Alex’s penis pulsed a few more times upon hearing this.

Sam kissed his nose softly.

The two waited around for Alex’s knot to deflate, with Samantha lying on Alex’s chest, purring, her tail flicking back and forth. They were both so content to just lay there in silence, enjoying the feeling of being intimately coupled with the other. It was a good while later before Alex finally spoke.

“I wish we could stay like this forever.”

“Me too,” Samantha agreed wistfully. “But, unfortunately, I think lunch will be ending soon and we will have to get to class.”

“Oh yeah – lunch,” Alex said with a sudden realization that neither of them had actually eaten; they had been so busy satisfying an entirely different hunger.

Samantha sat up and pulled herself upwards, popping off of Alex’s shrinking knot. Alex’s cock flopped down against his belly. Both cubs were surprised to see that when she lifted herself, hardly anything came out of her pussy. Sam came to the realization that Alex had probably cum directly into her womb; she smiled at the thought, content to know that she’d be secretly carrying around a part of him all day long.

The two cubs got dressed, with Alex delicately tucking his still semi-hard cock into the waistband of his trousers; it’d eventually retract back into his sheath, but he’d need to hide it until then. They walked down the stairs, holding each others paws. Samantha peeked out into the hallway first, making sure that nobody was around. Seeing the coast was clear she continued, pulling Alex along.

They gave each other a quick hug and a kiss, both of them blushing a bit. It was silly really; they had just had sex in the stairwell, and yet what seemed to embarrass them more was the act of kissing in the hallway where someone might see them.

“I’ll see you later, okay? I’ll try to stop by your locker.”

“’Kay.”

Reluctantly, the two cubs left for class, each of them looking back over their shoulder to steal one last glance at the other.

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At the end of the day, Alex was by his locker swapping out the books he’d need to take home. Samantha walked up, leaning against the locker next to him. 

“Hey!” she greeted him warmly with a smile.

“Hey,” Alex smiled back.

The two cubs blushed, both of them thinking their earlier rendezvous. Sam’s smile faded a bit and she frowned.

“I have to watch Claire, so I won’t be walking home with you guys.” Claire was Samantha’s 6-year-old little sister. “And tomorrow I have a doctor’s appointment.”

“Oh,” Alex’s face fell and his heart sank a little with disappointment. “That sucks. I’m gonna miss you.”

“I’m gonna miss you too, cutie,” Samantha beamed, her kind eyes filled with so much warmth and love.

“Here, I have something for you though,” Sam said quickly, giving him a wink and shoving her paw into his open backpack. She had been holding something inside of her closed paw, but Alex hadn’t seen what. “Something to remember me by and help when you’re lonely,” Sam added, releasing the contents of her paw and withdrawing it.

Alex looked down into his backpack. Sitting on top of his books: the pair of panties that Samantha had been wearing earlier. The young fox cub blushed and closed up his backpack quick.

“Your underw-!”

“Shhhhh!” Samantha shushed him before he could finish the word. There were still other students within earshot rummaging through their own lockers.

“Does...that mean you’re not wearing any…?” Alex didn’t finish the sentence, trying to be discreet.

Samantha blushed a little more and shook her head. “Nope.” She gave a quick look over her shoulder and then down the row of lockers on the other side of Alex. Satisfied that nobody was paying any attention, she briefly lifted the front of her skirt, revealing nothing but her lovely gray fur from her abdomen down. Alex caught a quick glimpse of her slit, tucked between her legs.

Alex joined Sam in blushing. He couldn’t believe that she was going commando, at school, in a skirt! There was slight tingle of excitement in his loins; he wanted so badly to stick his head back under her skirt. But, there were simply too many other cubs around in the bustling hallway.

“I’ll see you on Wednesday, ‘kay?” Sam said.

Alex nodded, the sadness from before returning.

Samantha could see the sad look on her lover’s face and she felt the same pangs in her heart that he did. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, not caring who saw, and headed off down the hall. She figured it was easier to not draw out their goodbye. Besides, it’s not as though they wouldn’t see each other soon. At least it was better than the time her family went to Europe for a month.

Alex was quiet on the walk home with his sister. When they got home, he went straight to his room and closed the door. He set his backpack down and unzipped the main pocket. Samantha’s underwear sat atop his various schoolbooks. Alex pulled them out, getting a whiff of Samantha’s musk as he did. He quickly looked around his room, wondering where he should stash them; ultimately, he decided to shove them underneath his pillow.

That night, as he slept, Alex would occasionally catch a little of Samantha’s scent; he dreamed of them snuggling, getting married, and building a large block-style house to live in.

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Samantha sat in the waiting room chair at the doctor’s office, next to her mother, who was idly thumbing through an outdated tabloid magazine from the table. Sam had her paws on her knees, nervously eyeing the clock as the time til her appointment ticked ever closer. The door leading to the examination rooms opened and a female mouse stood in the doorway.

“Samantha?” she called out to the waiting room.

Sam hopped up and looked back at her mom. Her mother smiled at her and said softly, “good luck!” The nervous young teenage-cub headed towards the nurse who led her down the hallway. After a short ways, they stopped by a small alcove.

“Alright, I’m just gonna get your weight. Go ahead and hop up on that scale,” the nurse instructed.

Doing as she was told, Samantha stepped onto the scale and the nurse recorded the number. She also took a small tool and stuck it into Sam’s ear. Sam’s fuzzy gray ear twitched as the nurse took her temperature.

“99.7. Running a little bit of a fever?” The question was evidently rhetorical. “The doctor will talk to you more about that.”

The mouse-nurse led Samantha to an examination room and gestured for her to enter.

“Go ahead and get undressed and take a seat on the table. The doctor will be with you shortly.”

And with that, the nurse pulled the door closed behind her.

Samantha was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a black tank top. She pulled the top over her head, exposing her bare chest. Her budding breasts were still little more than mounds – A cups at the most. She hadn’t even bothered to wear a bra today because of her appointment. Sam folded up her top and set it aside in one of the chairs in the room.

Next she stepped out of her shoes, pushing them under the chair with her bare foot. She unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them down and off each leg before folding them and setting them with her top. The anxious young snow leopard was left standing in the sterile room in nothing but her underwear. She drew in a deep breath to calm her nerves and pulled them down too, placing them on top of her other clothes.

Now that she was completely naked, Samantha walked over to the examination table and hopped up onto it. The table was covered in a white paper, but it still felt a little cold as she sat against it with her bare butt. Samantha’s gaze wandered the room as she waited, looking at the various anatomy posters, a plastic model of a woman’s pelvis sitting on the counter, a jar of cotton swabs, and other medical supplies.

About thirty seconds later there was a soft knock on the door. The door opened a moment later and a female feline entered the room. She was dressed in the same white coat it was common to see all doctors wearing. Samantha guessed that the doctor was probably only a few years younger than her own mother.

“Hey there! I’m Dr. Billings – an unfortunate name for a doctor, I know,” the attractive, young cat joked, helping to put Samantha at ease.

“Hey,” Sam replied shyly, smiling politely at the doctor’s joke but more at her efforts to help make the situation feel more comfortable.

“Is this your first gynecological appointment?” the doctor asked, picking up on Samantha’s nervousness.

Sam nodded.

“Don’t worry – it’ll be over before you know it!”

The kind doctor walked over to the side of the examination table and donned her stethoscope. She placed the cold metal disc on Samantha’s bare chest.

“Go ahead and take a big breath in,” Dr. Billings instructed.

Samantha followed, breathing out when advised.

“Great!” The doctor grabbed the chart that the nurse had filled out prior. “Looks like you’re running a little bit of a fever?”

Samantha shrugged, uncertain. She felt fine – she didn’t feel sick at all.

The doctor took a seat on a rolling stool and rolled up to the edge of the table. She swung out two strange metal braces from the end of the table.

“Go ahead and put your feet in these stirrups.”

Sam scooted down the paper until she was at the edge. She lifted her feet, placing them in the stirrups which held her legs spread apart. The metal felt cold as it pressed against her bare, pink paw pads on the bottoms of her feet.

Samantha felt very self-conscious, very exposed. With her naked body up on the table and her legs spread, her privates were on full display for the doctor. Luckily, Dr. Billings seemed very professional; Sam knew she didn’t really have anything to worry about. She took another deep breath to help herself relax.

The feline doctor pulled on some blue rubber gloves and moved in close between Samantha’s legs. She reached for a bottle of lube but before she had even grabbed it exclaimed, “Woah! Looks like I won’t even need lube! Are you in heat?” the doctor asked, noticing that Sam’s vulva was already quite slick.

Sam was propping herself up on her elbows so she could see. She nodded shyly. “I think so.”

“Ah, I see. That probably explains the fever then,” the doctor explained. She rolled over to a drawer and pulled something out before rolling back over. “I’m gonna check the temperature in your vagina too, okay?”

Samantha nodded nervously as she watched.

The instrument she had grabbed was a slender thermometer. She guided it into Samantha’s entrance and with practiced paws pushed it inside of her. It slid in easily thanks to the immense amount of natural lubrication that Sam’s eager young body was producing. After about ten seconds the doctor pulled the thermometer back out and examined it.

“Oh yeah, you’re definitely in heat. 101.4.”

Samantha blushed. She didn’t quite know how to respond. “Is...is that bad? The temperature I mean.”

“Oh no, not at all!” the kind feline doctor reassured her.

“Why is it so warm?” Samantha asked, genuinely curious.

“Well, that’s part of why they call it ‘heat.’ And the reason it’s so warm is from increased blood flow. Which is also why you probably feel a bit more sensitive down there,” the doctor explained. “And the reason for [i]that[/i] is that, well…” Even the calm, collected doctor hesitated for a moment; she wasn’t entirely comfortable explaining the reason to a cub, but her patient was asking so she pressed on anyway. “It’s so warm to help stimulate a male’s penis and encourage him to ejaculate. The warmth feels much nicer for the male when a female is in heat and the pleasure it provides when having sex helps him to ejaculate sooner and produce more semen to help ensure fertilization.”

Even the doctor was blushing a little bit now at having explained that. There was a brief moment of awkward silence but she quickly used it as a segue to ask the next question she needed to ask anyways.

“Are you sexually active?”

Samantha hesitated for a moment, in part due to the shock of being asked such a blunt question, but also in panic about how to respond. Dr. Billings noted her hesitation.

“Don’t worry – anything you tell me is in confidence. Your mom won’t know.”

Still, Samantha wasn’t quite ready to admit that. She lied and shook her head.

“Okay,” the doctor responded, choosing to believe Sam to at least provide her the benefit of the doubt. “Well if you [i]do[/i] become sexually active, be sure to use protection.” The doctor took her paw and inserted two gloved fingers into Samantha’s vagina. Sam couldn’t help but let out a very subtle and soft moan.

“Op! Did I hurt ya?” the feline doctor asked in a concerned tone, taking the sound to be one of discomfort.

“No...I’m okay,” Samantha replied, her face in a bit of a wince, but not from pain. She knew she was sensitive...but she never expected that it would have felt [i]good[/i]. It was a medical procedure – wasn’t it supposed to feel uncomfortable? Or at the very least, neutral?

The doctor picked up what she was talking about before as she palpated inside Sam’s vagina: “...So like I was saying, using protection like a condom.” She curled her fingers as she felt around, pressing against Sam’s g-spot. Samantha’s lip quivered as the doctor inadvertently pleasured her young patient. 

After a few more seconds of feeling around, the doctor finally withdrew her fingers. Samantha blushed as she saw her own juices glistening on the doctor’s glove. “...Because you are [i]definitely[/i] fertile right now,” the doctor concluded.

“How can you tell?” Samantha asked.

“Well, partly because of how warm it is inside you and partly because of how lubricated your vagina is.”

The doctor went to retrieve a speculum from the drawer of instruments. As she rolled back over she continued advising Sam: “Also, in regards to sex, us felines have to be [i]particularly[/i] careful if the boy is also a feline.”

“How come?” Samantha piped up, unsure why that mattered.

Dr. Billings inserted the speculum into Sam’s slit, the cold metal sending chills up her spine. The doctor expanded the tool, allowing her to peer all the way inside the snow leopard cub. She used a penlight to examine Samantha’s most intimate, private details. The tight walls of the cub’s vagina squeezed in around the speculum. The doctor noted that the young snow leopard’s cervix was open – another sign of her being in heat.

“Ah yes, as for the feline thing: a feline’s penis has barbs all over it.” This wasn’t exactly news to Samantha, but she continued listening. “Those barbs rake against the inside of our vagina and encourage us to release more eggs. Though you can certainly still ovulate without that – so don’t think that safe sex only applies to felines!”

“I see…” Sam nodded thoughtfully. “What about...a canine...?” Sam omitted the word she was too shy to say, at least to a stranger. “Does that do anything special?”

The doctor looked up, raising an eyebrow. She wondered exactly where this particular line of questioning was coming from: was it because she was genuinely curious or did she have another reason? She decided to spare her patient any embarrassment and not ask and instead simply answer. 

“Well, a canine penis is smooth, but it does have a bulb at the end – more commonly known as a knot.”

“Oh?” Samantha feigned innocent ignorance.

“Mhmm,” the doctor nodded and removed the speculum, setting it aside with the other used instruments. “I actually have a model here.”

The cat doctor wheeled herself over to the drawers and started pulling them open until she found what she was looking for. “Ah ha, here it is.” She wheeled back over to Sam and handed her the plastic model.

The model was life-sized and incredibly detailed. It looked almost exactly like Alex’s erect cock, after they had had sex. Samantha blushed as she examined the model, touching the thick knot at the base. She handed it back to the doctor, not wanting to seem [i]too[/i] interested. The doctor returned the model to its drawer.

“Anyways, so the knot helps ‘tie’ the male and female together during mating. Essentially, it keeps his penis locked inside her vagina while he ejaculates.” Again the topic was starting to feel a little explicit for a patient so young – but Samantha’s curiosity was refreshing or could be coming from necessity, so the doctor continued anyway. “Canines will continue to ejaculate for quite a while, basically the whole time they are knotted. I suppose the bulb [i]could[/i] also stimulate the vagina in a way similar to feline barbs, but I’m honestly not sure. Either way, it’s best to wear a condom; you can get pregnant from any semen – feline, canine, or otherwise.”

Samantha nodded, “Okay.” Sam blushed as she asked her next question: “Is it possible for a [i]girl[/i] to have a wet dream?”

“Oh, absolutely! Having an orgasm in your sleep is perfectly natural, especially during heat. You have to remember your body is basically trying to tell you its ready to reproduce.”

There was one other question Samantha wanted to ask, but she wasn’t sure how exactly. “Can a girl...[i]cum[/i]?”

The feline doctor cocked her head to the side, slightly confused. “Do you mean ejaculate?”

Samantha nodded, blushing furiously. She was thinking about her and Alex in the stairwell.

“Some girls, yes. What can happen is that your body can get so excited that it produces a whole bunch of lubrication all at once, which can sometimes be expelled forcefully. This is sometimes called ‘squirting’ and it’s important to note it’s [i]not[/i] urine. Girls can sometimes get embarrassed because they think they peed, but that usually isn’t the case.”

“I see…” Samantha smiled slightly, glad the doctor had been so receptive to her questions.

“Did you have any other questions?”

Sam shook her head; she already felt like she had revealed too much with her inquiries.

“Alright, then we’re all done! Everything looks healthy and normal for a teenage-cub in heat!” The feline doctor pulled off her gloves and tossed them in the trash. “You can go ahead and get dressed and the nurse will see you out shortly.”

Samantha hopped up and gasped. Just as the doctor was about to open the door she stopped and turned to see what the commotion was about.

The young snow leopard was blushing madly and staring in horror at the wet stain she had left on the paper cover for table. Worse yet, there was a [i]streak[/i] of her juices from where she had been sitting originally and then scooted forward!

The doctor saw what her young patient was so horrified about. She waved a paw, indicating it was no big deal. “Oh that? Psh – happens all the time. Don’t worry about it. We change the paper anyways.”

Samantha smiled, feeling a bit better, but still rather embarrassed. The doctor smiled and opened the door, leaving the room and leaving Sam to get dressed. 

The nurse led Samantha back out to the waiting room where her mother greeted her.

“How’d it go?” 

“Good. Everything’s good.” Samantha deliberately kept her responses brief.

“Good!”

And with that they climbed in the car and headed home.

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That evening, as Samantha sat in her room, doing homework at her desk, she kept finding it harder and harder to concentrate. Her mind kept wandering back to her appointment, things the doctor said echoing in her thoughts: “You are definitely fertile right now.” “Your body is telling you you’re ready to reproduce.” She thought about the realistic, anatomical model that the doctor had shown her.

Sam was [i]extremely[/i] aroused.

“Dang, if I had that model…” the young snow leopard thought to herself, “That’d be way better than my brush. I wish I could make it feel more like him...” She looked over at her nightstand at the purple hairbrush. “Then again, I wish Alex was here, that’d be even better.” She sighed, resting her chin in her paws, her elbows on her desk. As she looked out her bedroom window, she wondered what he was up to.

Suddenly, she had an epiphany.

Samantha stood up, pushing back her chair as she did. She hurried out of her room and downstairs to the garage. Sitting on the shelf with various other sports equipment was her dad’s gym bag. Sam grabbed the zipper and pulled it open.

“Aha!” she said aloud as she reached into the bag and pulled out a racquetball.

Samantha squeezed the blue rubber ball in her paw and gave a satisfied smile. The ball was just about the right size and a bit squishy, but still firm. She quickly zipped up the bag and scurried back up to her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Excitedly, Sam pulled open her desk drawer and pulled out a pair of scissors. She sat down and concentrated as she used the scissors to cut two small ‘X’s on opposite sides of the ball.

With her task complete, she went over to her nightstand. Samantha shoved the handle of the hairbrush through the holes in the ball and pushed it all the way up towards the head where the bristles were.

“There!” Samantha proclaimed proudly to herself. She held up the brush, admiring her own ingenuity. “It really [i]does[/i] look like a knot!” Samantha put the brush down again. She was eager to try out her new invention, but it was still too early; her mother and father were still awake downstairs and would probably poke their heads in to say goodnight. After that, [i]then[/i] she could use it, she decided.

Her plan was quickly coming together and she could already feel her heart fluttering with excitement. About an hour before she normally went to bed, Samantha put on her pajamas and went downstairs, announcing she wasn’t feeling well and was going to go to bed early. She went up to her room and crawled under her covers, pulling out a book she had been reading. She lay there in bed, looking innocent as could be, reading her book by the light of her bedside lamp. There was a soft knock on her bedroom door and her father peeked in.

“Sorry you’re not feeling well,” Sam’s dad said with a frown. “Going to read until you fall asleep?”

Samantha nodded.

“Alright, sounds good. Let us know if you need anything. G’night Sam!”

“Night dad!”

He hesitated for a second as he was pulling the door closed. “Is that one of my racquetballs?” he asked, noticing the strange hairbrush/racquetball amalgamation sitting atop his daughter’s nightstand.

Sam’s heart skipped a beat.

“Oh..yeah, sorry. I put it on my hairbrush so it’d have better...grip.”

It was the best lie she could come up with on such short notice. Luckily, the actual reason she put it on there – to emulate a canine’s knot – was so outside the realm of consideration that her father had no idea.

“Oh, neat! You’re always so resourceful! Don’t worry about it – I have plenty of balls. Anyways, sleep tight! Hope you feel better!”

“Thanks daddy,” Sam smiled at her father’s compliment and the fact that he had bought her lie. He closed the door and his footsteps retreated. She lifted the phone in her room from the receiver and dialed Allie’s number – a number she knew by heart.

“Hello?” Allie’s father answered. It was a little late in the evening, but not so late that a phone call was unwelcome.

“Hey Mr. Rockford! Is Allie there?”

“Oh, hey Sam. Sure, one sec.” He covered the mouthpiece with his paw. “Allie! Telephone!” he shouted up towards her room.

“OKAAAAY!” Allie called back, going out into the upstairs hallway and picking up the cordless phone sitting on the credenza. Her and Alex weren’t allowed to have telephones permanently in their rooms, despite Allie’s protests and attempted persuasions. They had agreed upon a cordless phone in the hallway that they’d have to share.

When Allie answered, her father hung-up and returned to watching the evening news downstairs.

“Hello?”

“Hey Allie! It’s Sam!”

“Hey Sam! What’s up!?”

“Oh nothing much? What about you?”

“Oh, you know, the usual. Homework and stuff. Listening to music.” Samantha could hear music in the background – one of the punk bands she had recommend to Allie.

“Oh hey! Is that-!?”

“Yup!” Allie answered before Sam could finish the question.

“Nice! I knew you’d like them!”

“Yeah, they’re awesome!”

“So...Allie, I was wondering if you could do me a favor?”

“Of course Sam! Anything! You’re my best friend!”

“Well...you see...so, Alex and I are boyfriend/girlfriend now…” Samantha paused, waiting for Allie’s reaction.

“WHAT!?” Allie shouted. “Seriously!?”

“Y..yeah,” Sam admitted, nervous that her friend was upset with her.

“That’s great!”

Allie’s response threw Samantha totally off-balance. “It..is? I thought you’d be mad…”

“Nah, of course not! You’re my best friend and he’s my little brother and I love you both to pieces and I couldn’t be happier for you guys! Besides, what did you think I was doing when I invited you over for that sleepover?”

“Really? You were doing that for...us?”

“Mhmm,” Allie nodded, despite the fact that nobody could see her. “I felt so bad for getting Alex in trouble and well...I knew you both had a crush on each other – it’s [i]soooo[/i] obvious – and so, yeah!”

Samantha blushed a little. “Well, it’s funny you should mention that because the next night, Alex snuck over to my house and well we…”

Allie waited for Sam to finish the sentence, but Samantha was waiting for Allie to put it together.

“You [i]mated[/i] again!?” Allie shouted quietly, not wanting anyone to overhear.

“Mhmm,” Samantha admitted, blushing a bit more. “You aren’t...mad are you?”

“No...and it’s not as though I could be...I did it too, ya know. If anything, I’m more worried about [i]you[/i] being mad at [i]me[/i].”

Sam shook her head. “I’m not. It’s okay.” Samantha had already dealt with and processed it – and honestly she hadn’t been all that bothered by it, surprisingly. Maybe because they were siblings or maybe because Allie was her best friend. Whatever the reason, she hadn’t actually been all that jealous. “Anyways, that’s when he asked me out and I said yes,” Sam continued.

“Aww, you guys are so cute,” Allie gushed.

“That’s not all...we also did it yesterday...at school,” Sam admitted, still blushing.

“No way! When!?”

“Lunch.”

“Oh yeah, you both have Lunch A on Mondays. Sam~~,” Allie teased with a playful, seductive tone, “you naughty girl.”

“Hey! I couldn’t help it! I’m in heat! I went to the doctor today and she said I was [i]definitely[/i] fertile right now.”

“Oh yeah? I had mine like six weeks ago,” Allie stated plainly.

“…”

There was a pause and silence on the other end of the line.

“[i]Six[/i] weeks?” Samantha asked, trying to clarify. “Allie, you’re supposed to have it every [i]month[/i]. Missing your heat can be a sign that you’re pregnant…”

“Oh shit! That’s right!” Allie suddenly recalled from their health class. “What do I do!?” Suddenly, Allie was very panicked. She paced back and forth in her room, her pulse starting to race. Not only had she done stuff with Alex, but she had done stuff with her father too! “Oh jeez, and that time I poured Alex’s condom into…” Her thoughts were racing and her anxiety was quickly sky rocketing through the roof.

“[i]Relaaax[/i],” Samantha soothed her in a reassuring tone, “I’m sure your cycle is just messed up or you’re misremembering the days or something. You only mated with Alex that one time – it’d have to be pretty unlucky for that to have gotten you pregnant.”

“...Right.” Allie stated nervously. Nobody else knew about her and her father – not even Samantha. Well, at least as far as Allie knew. “You’re probably right.”

Sam assumed that Allie’s nervousness was still coming down from the scare that she might be pregnant. “If it makes you feel any better, I can swing by the drug store on the way to school tomorrow and pick you up a test. That way you can know for sure. I bet it’s nothing,” Sam repeated confidently. In truth, she was also hoping that it wasn’t the case; the thought of Alex having a cub with someone else [i]did[/i] hurt – a lot. Samantha pushed the thought out of her mind.

“You’d do that for me?”

“Of course!”

“Oh! I could bring some condoms for you and Alex to use to pay you back! My parents gave me a whole bunch after they caught us and I obviously haven’t been using them…and since you’re [i]super fertile[/i] right now or whatever…”

“Cool! Yeah, that’d be good,” Samantha admitted – probably more to herself than anything.

“That reminds me – what was the favor you wanted?”

“Oh, right,” Sam finally remembered her reason for calling in the first place. “I was wondering if you could give the phone to Alex? So we could talk? I figured it’d be weird if he called here asking for me; or if I called there asking for him, instead of you.”

“That makes sense,” Allie admired the cunning of her best friend’s ingenuity. “Of course I can give the phone to your [i]lover boy[/i],” Allie teased again.

Allie left her room and opened her brother’s door; as usual, he was sitting with a controller in his paws, [i]Quarrybuilder-[/i]ing away. She held out the phone to him. “Here.”

Alex looked up skeptically – he never got phone calls. He raised an eyebrow at his older sister.

“It’s Sam, dummy.”

The young fox cub’s eyes opened wide with surprised and joy. “Sam!?” He tossed down the controller.

Allie said a quick goodbye to Sam: “I’ll cya tomorrow! Love ya! Bye!” before Alex snatched the phone out of her paw. “Jeez!”

Suddenly, Alex became very embarrassed and blushed, a worried expression on his face. He was worried he had just given a little too much information away by being so excited and grabbing the phone.

Allie saw the worry on her brother’s face. “Relax Alex, I already know you’re boyfriend/girlfriend. I don’t care.” She smiled reassuringly and was careful not to use a teasing tone or anything. After all, she fully supported the two of them being together and she wanted him to know that too.

Alex smiled but then gave his sister an annoyed look and glanced at his door. She picked up on his subtle eye movement and his desire for privacy.

“I’m leaving, I’m leaving!” his big sister replied emphatically. She left his room, pulling the door closed behind her and returning to her own room.

Alex lifted the receiver to his orange and white, fuzzy ear. “Hello?” he asked skeptically, still thinking this might be some kind of trick.

“Hey there!”

But instead of a trick, it was Samantha’s sweet, kind voice. Alex immediately felt his heart melt; butterflies went wild in his stomach; and a big grin grew on his face.

“Hi Sam,” he answered back, sounding half-drunk on love.

“Hey cutie – I missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

Samantha rehashed her ploy in calling Allie but with the ultimate goal of speaking to him. She promised that it would be a more regular thing now that she had thought of it. Alex told Sam about his day at school and she did the same. Alex laid on his bed as they continued to chat, looking up at the ceiling, smiling the whole time.

As the evening grew later, Alex turned off his bedroom light and spoke more softly so that his parents would think he was asleep. Neither of the cubs wanted to hang up. Sam left her reading light on, as she did sometimes fall asleep with it in on, but also spoke in a quieter voice so they could drag their conversation long into the night.

“So I went to the doctor today,” Sam started to tell Alex about her first experience at the gynecologist. “It’s a girl doctor – as in she specializes in [i]girl[/i] [i]parts[/i].” She knew she’d have to spell it out, otherwise poor, innocent Alex wouldn’t understand. “She had this model there that reminded me of your...[i]thing...[/i]after we finish mating.” Samantha felt silly that she couldn’t actually bring herself to say the word, any word, to describe what she was talking about.

Alex blushed. “Yeah?”

“Mhmm. It made me think about you. Actually, I’ve been thinking about you all day. Thinking about touching you; hugging you; kissing you; doing [i]other things[/i] with you.”

“Oh yeah?” Alex teased. He knew what she meant, but he wanted her to say it. “Like what?”

Samantha blushed. “Like [i]mating[/i] with you,” she emphasized it, catching on to the fact that he wanted to hear her say it. “...I’m so horny Alex.”

Alex could hear the [i]need[/i] in Samantha’s voice.

“I want you inside me [i]so bad[/i],” Sam sounded incredibly aroused. Every word was dripping with lust. Even her breathing sounded a bit different. She reached down into her pajama bottoms, bringing her fingers to her pussy. “I’m so wet down there.” Samantha had her eyes closed, her fingerpads sliding along the slick lips of her vulva.

“Yeah?” Alex could feel himself starting to get hard. He couldn’t believe how arousing it was just to hear all this.

“Mhmm~” there was a slight moan to Samantha’s answer. “I’m touching myself right now. I really wish you were here.”

“Me too.” Alex had never wanted to be in a specific place more in his entire life.

“Oh yeah, I put a ball on the handle of my hairbrush...you know, the one I use to...[i]masturbate[/i].” Samantha managed to say the word, but she said it even quieter. “...So it could be like your knot,” she finished explaining. Samantha described her improvised toy modification proudly. “And even though we can’t do it for real right now...maybe we could do the next best thing.”

“What?”

“Pleasure ourselves while we’re on the phone.” It was becoming easier and easier to say such things to Alex now that she had broken the seal. “We can pretend like it’s the real thing. And you have my underwear too – so you can use those too. Since I know how much you like the smell of my heat.”

Alex blushed; he liked where this was going. His pulse was racing. This was all so new and exciting. He had never done anything like this before.

“Okay.” He didn’t know exactly what to do, so he waited for Samantha to start.

Sam gave a cute little triumphant “yay!” before hopping up off her bed. She pulled her pajama top over her head and tossed it on the floor. Alex could hear rustling on the other end of the line.

“What’s that noise?”

“I’m getting naked, silly! You should too.”

“’Kay.”

Alex got up off his bed too, pulling his green pajama shirt over his head. The cubs both did their best to continue holding the phones by their ears as they disrobed.

“Now I’m taking off my shorts,” Samantha narrated as she undressed. “And now my underwear.”

“What do they look like?” Alex asked, pulling down his own pajama pants.

“They’re black with white polka-dots,” Sam answered. “And now, I’m naked!”

“Me too,” Alex informed Samantha, having taken off his underwear as well. They were both blushing. The two cubs stood completely naked in their bedrooms, imagining the other one standing before them. Samantha flopped onto her bed and Alex laid down on his.

The young spotted snow leopard took her free paw and brought it between her legs. She slipped a finger inside her slit, pushing it inside herself.

“It’s so warm inside me,” she informed her lover.

“Yeah?”

“Mhmm. The doctor said it was over 100 degrees. I guess it’s so warm cuz I’m in heat. It’s supposed to make it feel really good for you...make you cum more.” Samantha continued to finger herself slowly as she talked.

“Wow…” Alex was speechless. This was the most erotic thing; hearing Samantha saying these things and listening to the way her voice changed as she did stuff to herself – it was unreal.

“Tell me, is it poking out yet? Out of your sheath?” Sam asked greedily, closing her eyes and imagining it.

“Mhmm,” Alex answered, looking down and describing what he saw, “It’s sticking out. Like two inches.”

“Mmmm~,” Samantha moaned, driving her finger back inside herself, picturing Alex’s pink canine cock emerging from its sheath. “Don’t forget about my panties too. You should use them,” she suggested, blushing a bit at how it sounded.

Alex reached under his pillow and pulled Samantha’s underwear from yesterday out from underneath. He held them up, looking at the cute pattern of hearts; he recalled how nicely Samantha’s butt filled them out when he looked under her skirt. The young fox cub moved them around in his paw, searching until he found the inside of the crotch. He pressed the soft fabric directly against his nose; the very same spot that Sam’s wet lips had been in contact with nearly all of yesterday.

As he inhaled deeply through his nose, Alex was hit with a powerful whiff of Samantha’s divine feminine musk. His mind went blank as his baser instincts took over and relished in the scent. His hips lifted off his bed in a slight thrust as his young body demanded to breed the fertile female it was smelling.

Sam had been listening, still slowly fingering herself, as her lover took in her intoxicating aroma.

“What about now? How much of it is out now?” she asked eagerly.

Alex lifted the underwear away from his face and looked down.

“All of it. Even my knot.”

Samantha moaned again as she listened to his description. “Good. Okay, I’m gonna put ‘you’ in now.” She withdrew her finger and reached for her new “toy.”

“You should stroke yourself too, that way, it’ll be like we’re actually mating.”

“’Kay.”

Alex laid Sam’s underwear back on his face and reached down with his paw, wrapping it around his cock. With her panties atop his face, every breath he took filtered through the fabric, making every breath heavily laced with the aroma of the young snow leopard’s arousal and fertility. He started to stroke himself using his own ample precum as lube.

Samantha lifted and spread her legs, reaching between them, holding her brush by the head. She guided the purple handle towards her pink entrance, pushing it inside. A low moan traveled through the phone line as the teenage-cub penetrated herself.

“Mmm Alex, I love you so much.”

“I love you too Samantha.”

Both cubs had their eyes closed as they masturbated together, each of them imagining they were fucking the other. And with the addition of Samantha’s underwear, Alex had the benefit of smell; his body was almost convinced it was actually sliding in and out of her. They listened to the sounds of the other as they pawed off together: the squishing Alex could sometimes hear as the hairbrush plunged in and out of Sam; both of their raspy, uneven breathing; Samantha’s occasional, dulcet moans.

After a while, Sam’s legs were getting tired from being held up, and she had a favorite position she wanted to switch to. She pulled the hairbrush out of her pussy and opened her eyes. She listened to Alex’s breathing for a few more seconds as he continued to stroke himself.

“I’m gonna get on my paws and knees, so you can mount me,” she informed him, as though he was actually there.

Alex paused and listened. He could hear the rustling of her covers as Samantha changed positions. She squeezed the phone between her shoulder and cheek. Holding herself up with one paw, she used the other to reach back between her legs and guide the “toy” back into her entrance.

“MmmMMmm~~ Alex,” she moaned, imaging her lover mounting her from behind.

Alex resumed pawing himself hearing that Sam had started again. He stroked faster, the arousal of hearing his named moaned by that lovely voice proving to be incredibly arousing.

Samantha also masturbated faster, trying to imitate the speed at which a canine would typically take a mate from behind. Her moans grew louder and her breathing heavier; she wouldn’t last much longer at this rate.

“Yes Alex! Knot me! Please!” Samantha begged, embracing the role playing and forgetting for a moment that her lover wasn’t actually there. She jammed the hairbrush roughly in and out of her pussy, wet squelching filling her room. With one final firm push she forced the racquetball into her hole, “knotting” herself with Alex’s facsimile.

Samantha’s orgasm exploded like a firework; she dropped the phone onto her bed, losing control of her body as she came. She let out a loud, whining moan of pleasure, her pussy clamping down hard on the rubber ball and handle. Her hips bucked wildly, causing her to lose grip on the brush; but, because of the “knot,” it stayed locked inside her as her butt bounced around. Her tail stood straight up, puffing up until it looked twice as big as normal. Her claws extended as she held on for the ride, putting small holes into her sheets.

Alex listened as Sam came. He tried to visualize what he was hearing. Samantha’s moans, her breathing, the rustling – it all painted an erotic picture in his mind of his lover racked with pleasure. After a bit she finally seemed to be calming down. She picked the phone back up and held it to her ear. She stay holding herself up on her knees and paw, the purple hairbrush still lodged into her, sticking straight out from her backside.

She worked on catching her breath and updated Alex, “I came. It felt so good.”

“I heard,” Alex said with a smile. He had still been stroking himself this whole time, even faster since Sam was cumming. His own climax was rapidly approaching too. He slid his paw up and down his shaft, his fingers wrapped around his red length. The soft flesh of his pads pressed against his cock, somewhat imitating the feeling of being inside Sam. His paw wasn’t nearly as soft, warm, or wet as her vagina – but it was doing the trick just fine. In addition to stroking, he started thrusting his hips, adding to the fantasy that he was actually fucking his snow leopard lover.

“Sam I-” he announced breathily. His mind was flooded with Sam’s pheromones as his heavy breathing drew in breath after breath of her scent.

Samantha reached back, grabbing hold of the head of the brush that was sticking out of her. She moved it around inside of her, being sure to leave herself “tied.” She knew Alex was about to cum and she wanted to experience it too.

“Alex! Do it! Cum in me! Breed me!” Samantha begged.

Alex thrust upwards powerfully, pushing his thick knot up into his closed paw, imagining he was shoving it inside Samantha’s tight hole. The tip of his cock thrust out the other side of his paw. The young fox cub grunted and moaned as he came. Powerful jets of warm fox-cub cum erupted from the now exposed tip of his penis. They arched though the air, up his young body; ropes of cloudy-white seed landed on his chest, face, and one even reached all the way up to his ear.

Samantha moved the hairbrush inside herself vigorously as she listened to her young lover orgasm. She imagined the sight and even the taste of Alex’s cum. She imagined him atop her, pumping her full of his seed. As she did, she could almost swear she could feel the warmth spreading deep within herself.

Sam came again, burying her head down in her pillows to muffle her moans. Her pussy pulsated around the hairbrush, trying desperately to milk it for the seed her young body so eagerly craved. Nothing would come out of the brush, but that wasn’t going to stop her body from giving it her all; as far as it knew, the brush was a virile male just needing the right stimulation to release its life-giving load.

The two cubs panted together as the rode through their climaxes, eventually coming down and relaxing. Alex was a mess, having ejaculated all over himself. Luckily, Samantha’s underwear had shielded most of his face. However, some had gotten through one of the leg holes and landed across his closed eye.

He lifted the underwear off his face and reached up to his ear, feeling his sticky fluid clinging there.

“It got in my ear!” he cried into the phone, laughing a bit as he did. “My face and chest too!”

Samantha laughed too, giggling along with him. “Wow, that must have been pretty powerful!”

“Yeah,” Alex confirmed, a little unsure what to do next.

Sam thought about it and added, “Just think: when you knot me, that’s how powerful it is inside me too.”

The cubs blushed and felt a little tingle of excitement as they thought about it.

“But, what do I do now?” Alex asked helplessly.

Samantha giggled again; he really was so innocent. “Just use my underwear, silly!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I can wash them later.”

Alex did as advised and wiped himself up using Samantha’s panties. He had managed to get most of it, but he’d have to go to the bathroom later to do a better job.

While he was wiping himself up, Samantha pulled the brush out of her pussy. To her surprise, the handle had nothing on it when she examined it. She quickly noticed she could still feel the ball inside her vagina. She had a brief moment of panic but then squeezed down on her muscles, pushing it out of herself. The ball popped out of her hole, almost as though she had given birth to it. 

The ball plopped down onto her bed and rolled between her knees. Samantha reached back with her paw and grabbed it. She examined it; every inch of it was covered in her juices, which had been whipped up into a white cream. Next she looked at the brush handle; it too was covered in more of the same. It almost looked like Alex really [i]had[/i] cum inside of her. 

The young snow leopard wondered if her girl-cum tasted at all like Alex’s boy-cum. She took the handle of the hairbrush and put it in her mouth, sucking it clean. Samantha winced a little bit at the flavor and quickly removed the brush. It definitely didn’t taste like Alex and she definitely preferred his taste over her own.

The two cubs chatted a bit more and got dressed (with Alex leaving his shirt off so he could finish cleaning up after they got off the phone). It was getting pretty late though and Sam suggested they should probably head to bed. Alex agreed sadly.

“I wish I could sleep there with you,” he whined.

“Yeah, me too. We’ll have to do another sleep over some time.”

“Yeah!”

“I’ll see you at school tomorrow though!”

“’Kay!”

“I love you!”

“I love you too!”

“G’night.”

“Night!”

And with that, their long phone call came to an end.

Alex stashed Sam’s underwear away under his pillow again. He carefully opened his bedroom door, trying not to make any sound. The rest of the house was dark and quiet, with everyone else having gone to bed. He tip-toed out into the hallway and placed the phone back on the base before heading down to the bathroom.

He used toilet paper to finish cleaning up his fur and then went to the bathroom. He couldn’t help but blush when he looked at himself in the mirror, thinking about how silly he must have looked covered in his own cum. He flicked off the light and started to head back to his room.

That’s when he heard strange noises coming from Allie’s room.

[i]Creak. Creak. Creak.[/i]

Her door was open just a crack, the light from her nightlight barely filtering into the hallway. Alex could hear his sister’s voice, though instead of talking she was moaning. Her bed was creaking and groaning in cadence with Allie’s moans, just like it was the time he snuck out to visit Samantha.

“Did I just not notice this before?” Alex pondered, approaching Allie’s door.

He pushed on the door with his paw, opening it slowly and quietly. The noises got louder as he peeked into her room.

Alex could make out his father, naked on top of Allie’s bed. Underneath him was the orange form of another fox: Allie. Her black ankles were up on his shoulders, her toes spread wide. The pink pads on the bottoms of her feet looked like little beans, floating and bouncing the darkness. The cubs’ father pounded down into Alex’s sister, pushing her young body down into the bed with every thrust.

“[i]Again[/i]!?” Alex wondered, having now caught them mating twice.

He pulled the door silently closed, leaving it how he had found it, not wanting to be noticed. He went back into his room, closing his door quietly behind himself. Alex crawled into bed and lay staring up at his ceiling, listening to the muffled sounds of his father fucking his big sister filtering through the wall. 

Alex lay there for twenty minutes, listening to a constant rhythm of mating coming from next door. Eventually, the sounds grew a little louder, a little faster, with Allie’s moans becoming clearer and clearer. Finally, Allie let out a “yip!” and there was a deep, male groan and Alex knew that she had been knotted. After that the sounds died down and he was able to start falling asleep.

He focused on Samantha, thinking about their call and how much he loved her, trying to push the thoughts of their dad and his sister out of his mind. Eventually, he succeeded, falling asleep with a peaceful smile on his face. All he could dream about was Samantha.