Keila is sitting by the window and gazing out at the grey-black clouds looming over the horizon. It is going to be a stormy night. Another long stormy night all alone out in the woods. She sighs and returns the spoon to her mouth, trying to lick off the last scraps of cookie dough. Though she couldn't complain, she had chosen this life for herself. Isolation over the company of the big city. She had plenty of suitors back there, plenty of girls fell for her soft blonde fur and jade green eyes and hearts melted with a swish of the fluff of her tail. But in reality she was always a little shy and a little bit different from the other girls in a way that made relationships complicated. She wanted something she was too embarrassed to really explain. She was always drawn to the small and helpless, she wanted to comfort and protect people, keep them safe and warm. This in and of itself was not so strange but her maternal instincts manifested strangely and she was afraid to bring it up to people most of the time. In the city word always spreads fast and it is hard to keep a secret unless only one person knows it.
She could smell the falling rain in the wind as it ruffled her fur. With a casual flick of her wrist, she sent the now clean spoon spinning through the air, announcing it's landing in the sink with a loud clatter. She absently crosses her arms and returns to staring at the horizon. The bright side of living out there is the incredible view. She could spend hours just watching the clouds roll by, and storm fronts always produced the most magnificent skyscapes. She snaps to focus once more when she hears the most unexpected sound of a tiny knock upon her door. Though it seems less a knock and more a tap, she hops off the window sill and moves to the front door to pull it open in one fluid, continuous motion.
When the door opens she is surprised again to find no one there, she leans out to look around, wondering what it had been, maybe a tree branch blowing in the wind, but no there was nothing that could have made the sound as far as she could tell. She was starting to wonder if she had imagined the sound in her loneliness when a tiny voice pips up from the ground. “Uh, I'm sorry to interrupt-”
Her eyes lock on to the source of the sound and she sees a small figure upon her doormat wearing clothing that had seen significant wear and tear. The only thing that didn't seem to have rips in it was the little figure's hat which was soaking wet in contrast with the rest of her. “I don't mean to impose but... I'm kind of lost, I missed a turn somewhere and have been walking for hours. I just need a place to rest and wait out that storm.”
“Oh!” Keila exclaimed, “That's fine, please come in.” she stands aside to let the little thing through the doorway even though she could have walked between her legs without either of them noticing. It just seemed polite. The guest sets down a small twig that appeared to have been serving the role of a walking stick and removed a tiny set of shoes from her four sore feet. Her progress is slow and painful, the poor thing must be on her last legs. Keila stoops down to pick her up but pauses, wondering if she is overstepping a boundary. “Sorry, you seem exhausted and my house isn't exactly built for guests of your size. If you want I could carry you, let you get off your feet for awhile?”
The little creature looks up at her again and blinks, her words piercing the veil of exhausted haze a moment later. “That sounds lovely, miss...?”
“Keila, my name is Keila.” she answers, letting her tired guest flop lazily into the offered paw. She lets out an exhausted sigh, her limbs strewn about ungracefully.
“You can call me, Aji” the little figure responds, not so much talking as letting a clutter of words fall from her tired lips.
“Aji, that's a cute name” Keila says with a smile.
“Thank you” the little guest rolls over to look up at her hostess, smiling in return. She takes a deep breath, smelling the air. “Mmm... something smells wonderful”
“Blight it, the cookies!” Keila exclaims as she lunges across the house into the kitchen, careful to balance little Aji in the palm of her paw. The other paw she slips quickly into her oven mitt while using her foot to pull open the oven. A blast of hot air at her unshielded face make her wince but she deftly scoops the tray out of the scorching interior. They appear a little crispier than intended but otherwise perfectly edible. She sets it upon the inert stove to cool.
“Can I have one?” The tiny voice asks, Keila only then noticing the little guest now hanging precariously over her fingers to get a closer look at the freshly cooked delectables. 
“If you want burns, go ahead, but I'd recommend waiting a few minutes for them to cool.” Keila is answered with a disappointed sigh and the grin tugs her cheek again. Aji rolls back safely into the center of her paw and she returns to where she had been sitting on the window sill, slouching in a way that is horribly unladylike to create a good spot on her belly to set Aji down.
As she's set upon her host's belly, Ali nestles herself into Keila's fur with a happy groan. “You're so squishy... it's wonderful”
Keila blushes faintly and rests her paw over Aji, watching her bob gently as her belly inflates and deflates with each breath, then turning her attention to the oncoming storm. She always liked rain because to her it was the sort of weather to cuddle up with someone you cared about and just watch the world from somewhere safe. They lay there together letting time slip by, both content to lay still and relax until the gradually building pitter patter of raindrops rouses them from their serene state.
“Hang on a moment, be right back” Keila says as she plucks the drowsy Aji, who grumbls incoherently in protest, off her belly and sets her on the window sill. With her guest safely down she goes over to the stove again to check on the cookies. They are still warm, but cool enough to be palatable, so she grabs one for her guest and a few for herself along with a glass from the cupboard and after a moment scanning her available dishes she picks out a small bowl she usually uses for sauces, fills them both with milk, and comes back to the window where Aji is sitting cross-legged and staring out at the rain as it grew heavier and heavier.
“I am really glad I found this place...” She comments, glancing up at her host with a smile and a “thank you” when Keila sets down the milk and cookie. The poor little thing hobbles over to the offered meal on weary legs that struggle to hold her up and Keila feels a pang of motherly concern which mingled with bemusement as Aji begins to scarf down the sweets with charming alacrity. She sits down and rests one of her legs upon the window sill, the other dangling off and kicking absently as the wind buffets her fur. Aji finishes her cookie and milk  rather quickly and snuggles herself into Keila's thigh, hiding in her fur from the cold and prompting another blush upon her host's cheeks.
“Hey...” Keila began, blushing a little harder. “You seem really tired, sore, cold, and I know my place isn't really built for someone your size as I mentioned...” She trails off, Aji meets her gaze with a curious glance. Keila struggles and fails to find the words to express her proposition, she brakes eye contact and her face shows pink even through her fur.
“Oh!” Aji exclaims as her brain starts to click in synch with Keila's. “You want me to... like... to be inside you, right? Like...” she pats her belly to try and illustrate the thought. Upon hearing it aloud, Keila can't suppress a nervous laugh which prompts a smile from her tiny guest. “You're cute when you're embarrassed, you know” 
“Oh, thanks... I think” Keila replies and scratches behind her own ear. “It's kind of strange to say it out loud but... yeah. Yeah I would. I've always wanted to just hold something inside me” she places both hands on her belly and squishes it in a bit. “I just want to feel someone in there, wriggling around, I want someone to think my belly is warm and cozy. I know it sounds odd”
Aji rubs her cheek against Keila's leg, “that sounds rather nice right about now, actually. I imagine I'm going to be rather sore when I start to feel that hike. Sinking in somewhere soft and squishy might make it easier...” She pauses for a moment's thought before continuing, “so what... 'lodgings' did you have in mind for me?”
Words fail the fox again, she can't quite think of a romantic way to put it. Hesitantly she takes her tail in hand and uses it to stroke Aji's exposed cheek, hoping she would connect the dots. She wasn't quite sure how the little wanderer would take the suggestion, knowing the peculiarity of the request. “It's all clean down there, I'm... very thorough.” She bites her lip, suddenly worrying about sharing too much.
“Oh? ...Oh! I see ...I'll admit, I've never tried that before.” Aji pats the furry thigh she is leaning against. “But... you seem so sweet, hospitable- squishy of course, I love squishy... I might be jumping the shark but I think... I trust you enough to try.”
“You sure? I was always too nervous to really ask because... you know.” She smiles nervously, scratching behind her ear again.
“Hey, don't worry about it. It's really not all that weird. It sounds really cozy to me... so how do you want to start?” her little guest asks, making way for Keila to take the lead. 
Keila rises to her feet, standing in front of the window sill in front of the little creature and raises her hands to unbutton her blouse. “You might also want to be bare just to, ehm... ease the insertion.” Aji nods her tiny head and begins to pull off what is left of the tattered garb. Keila lets the blouse drop, not noticing as it catches a gust and flies off deeper into the room. Her paws quickly work the fastening on her shorts and those slip off as well. She uses her foot to toss them away as Aji drops her trappings off the window sill into the room. The two stand before one another, buffeted by the chill winds of the storm. Feeling the breeze run through her fur was all Keila needed to let the hesitation fall away.
She sits on her knees by the window sill, lowering her face to Aji's height. She reaches one paw behind her to hold her in place and begins to lick her. Aji giggles as the long tongue works it's way over her surface, coating her in thick saliva. She obligingly turns, letting Keila into every nook to prepare her for her little trip. Keila is as thorough as she feels is necessary before she stops to look over her guest and nods before gently closing her lips over Aji and picking her up in her mouth.
Keila is as gentle as can be as she climbs onto the window sill and sets herself upside down, shoulders against the sill and hindquarters up in the air. She opens her mouth and carefully withdraws little Aji with one paw, while licking the other, coating it with the same thick saliva that lubricates Aji. The two stare into one another's eyes as her wet paw drifts toward Aji's destination to excite the entrance and loosen the muscles for her arrival. It's a quiet moment as Keila carefully works her body, encouraging it to be receptive of her guest with an experienced hand, though she'd never admit to that fact. Aji seems to be lost in the deep green wilds of Keila's eyes when she finally asks, “Ready?”
Aji nods, the two smiling at one another for one last time before Keila sets Aji upon her hindquarters. Keila's tail arcs over Aji's head as she stares into the glistening orifice, the soft fur all around her. She takes another deep breath of the air, sniffing the omnipresent sweet scent of baked goods that seems to linger about Keila. “You even smell cozy” Aji says as she reaches forward and sinks one hand easily inside, just feeling the warmth and the soft walls awaiting her. She withdraws it and a moment later begins to sink her feet into the fragrant folds of Keila's body. She sinks in easily up to her waist which causes Keila to murr with joy. Aji wriggles about slightly, adjusting and testing the confines as they reach up to swallow her with ever-increasing vigor. Keila's body, assisted by gravity, seem to welcome Aji into itself. Muscles relax and gently tug at her, drawing her in up to her chest, then to her neck, the exterior of the orifice resting gently against her cheeks. Aji watches the gently waving tail above as the muscles slowly close over her, sealing her into the warm, cozy, oddly cookie scented interior of Keila's hindquarters.
Keila humms with joy as she feels Aji wriggle around inside her. Stretching out, pressing against her host, feeling the extent of the organ that embraces her. She also emitted a faint warmth that Keila could feel, it was everything she always had hoped it would be. Cautiously, ever so slowly, she rolls to the side and sits down again, right-side up. She can feel Aji likewise adjusting and rubs her belly affectionately. “Maybe all this worry had been for naught” she thinks aloud as Aji seems to settle in. “I was always so afraid they'd reject me... I never really gave them a shot. But if someone can trust me like that... maybe there are more like her...” she sighs again. Big thoughts and big questions were far more difficult when one was tired and all she wanted to do right now was sleep with her little friend safe inside. She was happy in a way she hadn't felt for a long time.
She rises from the window sill after a long moment watching the rain and trots over to a plush couch with a blanket thrown across the back. She pulls it over herself, and rests her head, still looking out the window at the rain. Yes, this was perfect weather to cuddle up.