Vulpine Reintegration

By Silver Sheep

It was lunchtime at Grand Ridge Technical university. A young wolf stood in line at the cafeteria, eyeing the offerings inside the display case. The wolf then cast his gaze around the cafeteria itself. There were many creatures; all were male besides the staff and some of the faculty. Most of the animals were wolves, but many foxes were eating and chatting with other students. Batu Ghazali's parents had moved to the border of Ecroeye and Ostraria before he was born, and he did not begrudge their decision. While many problems came with being this far from the capital, there were two things this place could not be faulted for: the sheer number of gorgeous foxes and the Ecroeyeian cultist reintegration program.

"Next, please," said the server.

Batu flicked his ears towards the sound before bringing his attention to the she-wolf operating the food station. He quickly made his food purchase and took his lunch tray with him. He scanned the canteen for a familiar face and soon spotted Recai sitting in a more secluded section of the space. Batu walked over and soon set down his tray on Recai's table. The small wolf jumped and flicked his muzzle towards Batu before he lowered his gaze.

"Hello," Batu said.

The other wolf picked up a chip and placed it into his muzzle. His ears folded back and pinned themselves to the top of his head. Batu began to unwrap the plastic from his tuna sandwich.

Batu cocked his head around and pointed his thumb towards one of the foxes in the canteen. "There's plenty of eye candy out today," he said.

Recai followed the wolf's pointed digit and eyed the fox who had been pointed out. The fox was wearing a reintegration suit. It was skin-tight and covered most of his form like a wetsuit but one much more glossy.

He took his time to finish chewing before swallowing down his maw full of food. "You're such a letch," he said.

"Don't tell me you've gone insane under The Amaranthine Trees,"

The wolf snorted. "Enamoured by our vulpine friends?"

Batu brushed one of his foot paws over Recai's ankles before leaving it pressed there. Recai quickly took a swing from his chocolate milk, but he couldn't hide the redness appearing on the inside of his lupine ears.

Recai flashed his fangs before licking them slowly, making them gleam in the brightly lit room. "I know what you're enamoured by."

The smaller wolf took up a paw full of chips and plucked a few out of his paw with his muzzle. Batu slowly crept his foot paw up the other wolf's leg fanning his toes through the fur.

Recai's tail thacked the metal chair leg behind him. "What gets you all huffy about them anyway?"

"Their clothing,"

Both Recai and Batu looked back towards the fox. The fox was now seated, and from their angle, both wolves could see the fox's obviously hard on.

"I'm getting a thing for them wearing those sexy outfits," said Batu.

"Those suits leave nothing for the imagination," said Recai.

Batu pushed his foot paw pash Recai's knee and let it settle on his inner thigh, pressing it into the wolf's tan shorts. Recai looked around and gulped down his last bite. Meanwhile, Batu took some more maw fulls from his sandwich.

"Not just the look, the concept, the teasing," said Batu.

Batu brought his foot paw right to Recai crotch. He felt out the wolf's erection brushing it with his rubbery paw pads.

Recai let out a slight gasp before taking a big gulp of his drink. "You loving teasing, say it ain't so," He said.

Batu grinned as he cleanly had this wolf where he wanted him. Recai was flinching despite his bite of sarcasm.

He pressed his paw pads into the other wolf's crotch while he finished the last of his sandwich and opened the can of soft drink.

"So you get what I mean?" asked Batu.

Recai gripped the edge of the table and wicked his head around as a wolf walked past. He didn't try to wiggle away from Batu's touch. Batu rubbed Recai's covered erection a few more times before withdrawing his foot paw. He couldn't help but sniff the air taking in the smaller wolf's musk. He could scent the pre-cum that had leaked into Recai's underwear.

Recai huffed out a breath and gulped. "I think I get the picture," he said.

Batu rose up and walked next to Recai, leaning in close. "You should service that boner before the next lecture, paw slut," he whispered.

Back in class, his mind drifted. He watched as his elegant vulpine classmates fidgeted while wearing their reintegration suits. The reintegration suits were part of the Ecroeye government's program for social cohesion. Their other purpose was to root out cultists who might infiltrate their country under the guise of being an outcast fox. The foxes applying for Ecroeyeian citizenship had to pass the reintegration program. Part of the program meant they had to wear their suits when out in public.

The Arborists of the Amaranthine Trees, shortened to just the cult, was very sex-negative, forbade masturbation, and only allowed sex inside marriage. Many of the foxes were exiled from Ostraria or "pruned" in their cult's newspeak. Barred from their homeland by The Arborists of the Amaranthine Trees. The cult was a powerful force in Ostrarian society. The suits were anti-modesty wear specially designed to cause accidental erections and encourage masturbation. The crotch sections of the male model suits had corrugations, rounded ridges and would brush over their genitals. Although the uniforms didn't stimulate them all the time, the stretchy rubbery material would pleasantly brush over their genitals when they walked about or moved their hips. If they sat still long enough, they could get a handle on their arousal.

Batu would watch as the former cultists were teased by their suits as they moved around campus. He could see the stretchy material brush back and forth in time with their strides. When the foxes took a seat, they almost always had a boner. Soft paw pads often drummed on the floor, and rubber creaked and squeaked as they opened and closed their legs. Then, slowly stopping as they cooled themselves down. If they were lucky, their lust would subside before they had to move again. By the end of the day, the poor creatures would be twitchy. Often sporting the round bulge of their knot pressing inside their suit. Huffing and panting, wishing for class to be over so they could dash home and paw off. At least that's what Batu thought they did. If only their composure would fail them, and they would cum in their suit in front of him…

One fox, in particular, took his fancy, Sukh Buhar, a slender twink with mostly ivory and russet fur. Although his coat was covered by his reintegration suit whenever he had seen him. He seemed so intelligent and conducted himself in a soft, effeminate way. The fox had customised his uniform with a small wallet/phone pouch strapped to his left upper arm with nylon webbing and side release buckles.

This fox was the star of his dirtiest fantasies. His mind would drift to him during masturbation sessions. He'd imagine sitting behind the fox in the lecture hall. Dreaming that Sukh's knot was clearly outlined at his crotch. He would be twisting in his seat, trying to get a hold of his lust but failing. Eventually, their hand paw would drift to their sex, and the fox would begin masturbating. The rubber of their suit would creak and squeak in the silent lecture hall, letting everyone know what they were doing. The climax was Sukh creaming his suit in total shame, after which Batu would press his muzzle into his ear and whisper how he's just like a wolf, just a lust-driven beast.

It was a sweltering summer day when he noticed Sukh being a little more uncomfortable than usual. The fox had been teased all day by the other wolves. A whisper here, a smirk there was enough to rile him up. His knotted cock was pressed so tightly inside his suit that Batu could swear he was nude. It didn't seem that the fox could force himself to calm down. It was a problem all canines shared once the knot came out. It would take a good while to deflate and slip back into its sheath. This worked against Sukh, keeping him hard for most of the afternoon's lectures.

Batu had never seen any of the foxes cream themself in class before. He assumed those most riled up would excuse themselves for a masturbation session in the lavatory. The wolf wasn't getting his hopes up, wishing for a public orgasm. Although, he did wonder if he might hear a restrained gasp slip from a vulpine's muzzle someday. But it didn't happen, and by the time class was dismissed, Sukh's crotch, from what he could judge, Only had pre-cum coating its inside. But he did look deeply uncomfortable. His knot was still out and proud under the oblong-shaped bulge of his penis. His sweaty hand paws drifted to his sides, twitching as if he wanted to grope himself in front of everyone.

Perhaps, if he offered to walk home with him. Then, he might see something happen with the fox this pent-up. The foxes mostly lived in the suburb Little Thrahal, which was on the way back towards where he lived. Batu could walk at least part of the way with Sukh. So he walked toward the fox after spotting him in the halls.

Batu pressed a hand paw on the fox's shoulder. "Would you mind if I walked home with you?" he asked.

The sleek fox turned and looked at the wolf. "I have a few friends who usually join me," he said.

Batu kept his ground, putting the best smile on that he could.

The fox's tongue was out as he panted lightly. His eyes looked around the room. Finally, he nodded. "...Yes, I'm sure the others won't mind," he said.

Batu soon found out that his fox walked home in a clique of former cultists, all foxes and all wearing their reintegration suits. The identical sleek uniforms were a light blue in colour with a pale grey crotch section. The front area had a set of corrugated ridges running horizontally. The textured portion ended just below where their balls sat in the suit. The crotch section continued between their legs and up past their butt; it was shaped much like a she-wolf's menstrual pad, only larger. In Batu's research, he had discovered this whole section of the suit could be removed to facilitate the foxes using the toilet without removing the entire uniform. Batu couldn't see how, though there was a rounded lip where the two pieces of glossy material met without any zippers or studs to speak of.

While the foxes wore identical reintegration suits, they had each customised their outfits with accessories. The silver fox of the group had a tan coloured messenger bag; the other red fox had a minimalist approach, much like Sukh opting for a utility pouch strapped to his right thigh. The last fox, who had a black and white splotched coat, and a bright pink nose, was tricked out with bandanas. He had a black bandana on his right knee and a white one on his left. In addition, he had a small utility bag that was worn close to his chest on a crossbody strap.

As they began walking home, Batu looked at Sukh's rear end flexing under his swishing tail. His butt was hugged closely by his skin-tight suit. He wanted to reach down and place his hand paws on the fox's rump, even squeeze down, but he knew he had to be civil. Groping a sophisticated former cultist fox on their first real encounter was not an excellent way to succeed in getting to know him, not to mention being unethical. Perhaps the fox might adjust himself or...no, surely not. But the look on the fox's muzzle suggested he was becoming increasingly stressed from ignoring his arousal. He didn't look too concerned about lasting until he made it home, but he certainly couldn't dally.

On the other paw, the other foxes in their group were much more nervous by the wolf's presence. Perhaps they didn't like being under the wolf's scrutiny. Batu reasoned they were acting differently because he was around. Did they have some strategy to stop every so often to cool off? Or did they usually walk at a slower pace? Whatever it was, it was a vibe the wolf was picking up on, even if it wasn't explicitly said. 

Unbeknownst to Batu, the first fox he would see having a creamy accident would be at the crosswalk just outside the university. The silver fox grasped his bag strap tightly, with his posture stiffening when they stood at the lights. The poor creature must be relieved to have a moment of respite from the suit's tantalising stimulation. The male's knot and cock was tightly pressing into the corrugated crotch panel. His twitching cock was outlined in the pale grey material as he waited for the lights to change.

Batu reached over and gave the nervous fox a gentle pat over his shoulder blades. It was nothing beyond the pale, but it made the fox shudder. He tightly crossed his legs, making the rubber creak. Apparently, the fox's reflex was enough. Batu stole a glance as the front of the fox's crotch pulsated as he shot jet after jet of fox seed into his suit. Nothing more than sharp snorts betrayed his orgasmic bliss. When they were allowed to cross, the musk of the first fox's release wafted among the group. Batu had not expected to cause a fox to cream. Much less from such an innocent platonic touch.

None of the foxes or even Sukh made a comment or reaction at the fox's orgasm. The fox himself seemed much relieved and was walking with more purpose. It was as if it was a taboo so bad one should pretend it didn't happen. Batu held his tongue even if he wished he could tease the first fox.

As they continued, the natural scent of sexual liberation hung in the air. Evidently, the smell was getting to the next fox. The red fox had been the only one flaccid when they began their walk. Batu could tell he was enjoying the first fox's musk because he kept licking his nose. A lupine instinct Batu shared with the vulpine kind. However, Batu soon noticed the fox's growing erection, one he failed to get under control. Control was impossible while they were walking. It came to a head when the red fox jolted to a stop while the group was walking down a dirt path inside Hudtrie Park. His toes curled, digging into the soft sandy dirt. His arms straightened, and he clasped his hand paws into fists. While he was ahead of everyone, it was plain to see what had happened and what was going on downstairs.

Then another fox, who had the black and white splotched coat, fell victim to their desire. He was panting hard, and his hand paws grasping open and closed with sticky paw pads. He grabbed at his lower arm, and his suit creaked from the force of his grip. Then, while the group was walking past a set of row houses, he slowly slinked behind the group. Batu spotted him quickly hopping onto a porch out of the corner of his eye. He was out of sight for ten seconds and promptly ran to catch up a few moments later. He thought he had been a ninja, but Batu heard it. The sound of his soft needy hand paw pads desperately grasping the rubber crotch of his suit. It had only taken five quick pumps before it was over. He must have been that horny. To Batu's delight, three vulpines had disgraced themselves before they got home. But Sukh was, at present, seemingly determined not to join them.

The group came to an intersection, and the three foxes queued to cross to the right, where Sukh queued to continue straight on.

Tom grinned. "Don't you live in Little Thrahal?" he asked.

Sukh gulped, looking back at the other foxes. "I found a cheap place in Hulleop Yard," he said.

Batu's tail wagged to and fro. "That's my suburb too," he said.

What a stroke of luck! His quarry lived in the same suburb. Sukh and Batu waved goodbye to the other three as they crossed the street. There was still no mention of their respective creamy "accidents", but the wolf didn't expect the prudish vulpines to compare notes.

Suddenly, Sukh stopped and balled his hand paws into fists. While he managed to check his orgasm this time, it must have been challenging to ignore the tantalising movements of the suit.

Tom licked his chops and slowly traced his fangs with his tongue. "Is there anything wrong?" he asked.

The inside of Sukh's ears were blushing. "No, I just...need to get home," he said.

Tom locked his eyes on the fox. "How far are you from home?" He asked.

The fox turned and began striding a little faster. "Not far..." he said.

Batu hurried to catch up. They were soon stopped beside a busy road, with traffic roaring down it in both directions. The fox looked around wide-eyed. The wolf was beginning to feel that the fox had taken a shortcut that had backfired. The wolf usually took the longer but safer way by walking towards the pedestrian bridge next to the train station.

Sukh shifted their weight from one foot paw to the other while he gritted his teeth. "We'll have to cross here," he said.

A semi-trailer zoomed past, bursting both of them with a gust of air. There was no pedestrian crossing, only a four-way urban freeway with a narrow concrete lane separator curb dividing travel directions. On the other side was a pedestrian path with a line of orange and red metal bollards cutting off any vehicles from jumping the gutter and taking an unsanctioned shortcut into a small cul-de-sac of a residential street.

Batu glanced in the direction of the train station before licking his chops. "We need to wait for the right time..." he said.

The right time took a while to come; trucks and cars drove down the road at speed. As one side opened up a gap, the other would become packed with vehicles. Batu watched Sukh as much as the road the fox was growing increasingly desperate. He opened and closed his legs, hoping to dislodge the heat between them. Batu looked at him from side-on, hoping to catch the moment he creamed his pants. If only...

But eventually, their moment to cross came.

"Now, go," said Sukh, scampering across the road. Batu followed.

The fox stopped as soon as they reached the other side. His claws scraped over the concrete sidewalk as he bit his lower lip. Batu kept his rapt attention on the fox, wondering if this was it.

The fox was panting hard. "Not so far now," he said.

Sukh pointed to a brick apartment building at the end of the block. "That's my apartment," he said.

Batu was silent. He resigned himself to missing out on seeing his crush cum. Sukh would make it home and jerk his cock in privacy. Batu would have to return to his fantasy about the humiliating pants creaming he could have witnessed.

Sukh was ringing his hand paws while he was panting. Drool flicked from his maw. His claws scraped the sidewalk again as his foot paws flexed and his legs twisted as he stood in place. "T-thank you, I can manage it from here," he said.

Batu waved a hand paw, "I'll join you the rest of the way." he said.

The fox gulped hard but turned to walk. They had only travelled about five metres when Batu was thrown off balance, almost toppling over as he was dragged to the left. Sukh had dragged him into an ally. There was an arched alcove where the fox shoved him into. Sukh aggressively pinned the wolf to the brick wall before he pounced. Sukh held the wolf's arms at his side and thrust his crotch into Batu's. Before Batu could react, he felt the tips of Sukh's fangs brush the fur of his throat. The fox bit down just enough to signal for the wolf not to move. The wild gleam in his eyes drove the point home.

The wolf could feel the swollen rubber covering Sukh's erection dig into his upper thigh. The fox began dry humping him and entwined his legs around the wolf's he had captured. Batu could feel the desperation in the foxes leg muscles as they locked around his thigh. Sukh ground and humped, pressing his taunt erection into Batu. This wasn't sex, more like animalistic rutting. The wild behaviour stunned Batu, and he kept silent and still as the fox used him as a body pillow.

Sukh's hot wet breath blew across the wolf's neck fluff as the fox finally made himself cum. He pulled his legs tightly, entrapping Batu's thigh in a firm grip. The rubbery suit creaked and squeaked at the force of the hold. They were so close Batu could feel every pulse of the fox's orgasm. Sukh's entire body shuddered as he continued to spurt. It took a few more moments for the fox to release its jaws and untangle from the wolf.

Sukh stood there panting. His vulpine eyes stared into Batu's. "You're the only wolf who has made me lose my composure," he said.

Speaking of composure, it was taking a moment or two for Batu to regain his. For the first time in years, the wolf didn't feel that he was the one in control. Batu had yielded to the fox's jaws like a pup. Sukh wasn't as meek as he imagined him in his sexual daydreams.

"Would you like a cup of tea at mine?" asked Sukh.

The fox narrowed his eyes, his black lips twisting into a grimace. "Or have you already got what you came for," he said.

The wolf flinched. Batu suddenly didn't care that he had just been humped on. He had been viewing the foxes as wank fuel and not sentient creatures. This fox had called him out in just a simple sentence. Who was this fox?

"Tea sounds good," he said.