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This was a YCH from my 250 watcher celebration on FurAffinity!

It was written for Nakil who owns the character of Nakil/Likan.

Abelet belongs, of course, to... me! Abelet!

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"Dude, I'm telling you I saw it on the shelf! There's this wolf chick in town-"

"Yeah, I heard about her but... a gender bender potion?" Nakil shook his head as he interrupted. "Come on, man! There's no way it's real!"

Sam didn't have the slightest hesitation in defending it and his voice burst out over the headset. "No, that's the thing! She's been here once before and people say she's legit!"

The silver fox gave a judgmental smile and shook his head. It was a good thing that they weren't face to face because he just couldn't help but think the wolf was being silly. He sighed. "And your idea is to go 1v1...?" He trailed off.

"... and the loser has to go buy that potion and drink it!" finished Sam. "On vc! On group!"

Nakil stifled laughter. "Okay. You remember that I smoke you like, every time though, right?"

Now Sam seemed hesitant. "W-well... Yeah, but... I have a good feeling about this round."

"Alright, let's do it. Best of three." Nakil set the match and invited Sam. "But you have to do it on webcam when you lose."

"Obviously! What's the point otherwise? I could just make you use a voice modulator for the same result," said Sam.

The match began as Nakil shook his head for the umpteenth time. This was going to be easy. They started on opposite sides of the arena with their selected loadouts. Nakil was using an assault rifle and, if his intuition was correct... He opened fire, dropping Sam's character in a second as Sam himself loudly groaned and cursed out 'shitshitshit' without any separation to his words. Nakil just chuckled. Now for a little psychological warfare. "You go to the same side every single time!" Sam grumbled in response but, after hearing it, he would definitely go to the other side.

Round two of the match began and Nakil rushed to the other side of the arena, ready to jump out and ambush him. The silver fox grinned. Sam would have no idea what hit him! Footsteps. Three... two... one... now! Nakil leapt out into the passage and opened fire. Sam screamed and pulled the trigger of his controller in reflex rather than intentionally, gun firing wildly as his view violently jerked up and to the side. It was quite the jump scare and... Nakil silently winced in disbelief when his own character was killed. Damn, it was a fluke but those were rare! "W-wait... I-I got you!" Sam suddenly realised what happened. "I actually got you!"

Nakil blinked and raised an eyebrow. "Don't get used to it. You got lucky."

"No, no! I told you I had a good feeling about this match! I'm gonna get you again, you'll see!"

The silver fox rolled his eyes as the final match began. So he lost; it was no big deal. He'd just beat that wolf this time and it would be Sam wasting money on the potion. He just had to find him first. He probably went for his usual side again so Nakil flanked, planning on sneaking around behind him. He had better reflexes than Sam but there were accidents like in the last round for standing in the wrong spot at the wrong time. Nakil leapt down from a platform and turned the corner, aiming his gun down the passageway. But Sam wasn't- Nakil's jaw dropped as he exploded. Then the kill cam came on and revealed Sam's character backed into the corner of the arena, just camping with a rocket launcher. "W-what?! Are you serious, man?!" shouted Nakil. "That's so cheap! I want a rematch!"

"Woah, woah, woah buddy!" Sam protested. "I was really risking my ass there! Cheap or not we didn't limit any strategies so I won fair and square."

Discontent growling came from the silver fox's mouth that only provoked laughter from the wolf. In the end he just gave a defeated sigh. "Where did you say she's at?"

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It was early evening when Nakil went out to visit the wolfess who'd set up shop in town. His natural fur colour helped to camouflage him in the night to some degree but he still wore dark clothes and threw a hood over his head. He didn't need anyone seeing him do this; not more people anyway! And there it was, the caravan with candlelight brightening the interior and, to a lesser extent, the exterior. Nakil slowly approached. "Uh... You're selling potions, right?" The answer was obvious, given she had them on display, but he didn't know how else to begin.

The red-haired wolfess who was leaning on the counter gave him a welcoming smile and nodded. "Have you come seeking anything in particular?"

"Yes..." Nakil coughed. "Uh, I heard you have this gender bender potion for sale..."

She gave him a knowing smile, not at all judgmental but Nakil was still feeling it. "That's correct!" She gently grasped one of the vials on the counter and brought it front and centre. "It's yours for forty dollars."

Nakil fumbled through his wallet and dumped cash on the counter as quickly as he could. He just wanted it over already. Still he stammered out an excuse. "I-It's for my g-girlfriend!"

The wolfess' smile became even more knowing. "I see. Well, I'm sure your girlfriend will have an amazing time." Wait a minute... Nakil blushed realising that if he was giving it to a girlfriend then she'd wind up with a dick and he'd still be having a very personal experience with this potion! Ah! Should he come clean? The wolfess stopped him from it when she spoke again. "But... just in case any men are drinking this potion, remember that they shouldn't be impregnated unless they want to be stuck in their new body. Other than this the potion will wear off after twenty-four hours."

Nakil gave some nervous laughter as he took the vial and moved back into darkness. "Thank you!"

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Chaos. There were only four voices on call, five including Nakil's, but it sounded like fifty; hell, a hundred.

Nakil grimaced at the camera when one of his friends shouted, "Clothes off, dude!" over the volume of the others. No way. His clothes were staying on. Even if he didn't think the potion would work, it was embarrassing enough to show he was willing to drink this thing, let alone whipping out his dick for everyone to see. But eventually the chaos unified into a singular chant. "Drink! Drink! Drink!" Nakil took a deep breath, figuring he'd never be more ready than he was in this moment, and began to pour the contents of the vial into his mouth, gulping down the slightly sweet- slightly salty mixture? He couldn't quite tell which it was or if it was both. Nothing happened. Well, that was that. He started to walk forward to sit in his chair. "No!"

Another unified shout before Sam spoke for the rest. "Give it a minute to work."

The silver fox huffed and stopped still, crossing his arms and frowning at the camera as he impatiently tapped his foot. Watching the clock was a bad idea, as it made time pass so much slower, but he couldn't help but glance at it over and over again. Come on, just tick over one minute! It felt like an eternity already. Was the clock broken? Focus was broken by the chaotic voice chat. "I can see boobs growing! ... Really? I can't tell! ... I think his hair's getting longer!"

Nakil raised his eyebrow. "I don't notice any of that. It's a dud guys." But, even as he said it and they made their sighs of dismay, something didn't feel right. The tightness in his chest? His loins? The fatigue in his limbs or the tightness in his throat? It was just placebo but that didn't make it any less unsettling to feel.

"No! I swear I see it working! Take off your shirt, Nakil!"

"No-" The silver fox began to protest just to interrupt himself when he glanced down at his chest with a shriek that moved up in pitch in a suspicious manner. It was barely noticeable but it was looking a bit... fatter than it normally did. More plump? It was no longer tightness but an unfamiliar weight that could make Nakil wonder if the tightness was ever real or just a figment of his imagination; provided he could keep a straight thought as he viewed the blossoming of his chest. But he couldn't. Instead he winced as pain pierced him... or was it pleasure? The onset was so intense that he could not quite tell the difference. All he knew was that the feeling centered on his nipples which were stiffening to press against his shirt, causing him to groan and strain his neck. Overwhelming... but he was still fully aware that he was being watched and his mind darted between leaping at the webcam to turn it off, covering the two sizable mounds with an arm despite them already being covered with his shirt, or expressing his panic in shouts. Only, he didn't do any of that and simply fell on his ass when he took a shaky step backwards.

A light gasp escaped Nakil's mouth upon impact, uncharacteristically high in its pitch, but the landing wasn't as hard as he expected. In truth, it was somewhat cushiony, though it still stung, and a swift patting of his hand behind confirmed that more fat had shifted on his body. The stinging lessened but didn't quite go away, remaining as a feeling almost like he was being massaged back there by phantom hands, fat likely continuing to shift. Aching shoulders, aching hips and aching legs, the latter of which he stretched in a vain attempt for relief. He was out of view of the camera down here but the guys could certainly hear his groans or... moans? There was a heat between his legs, pressure pushing against his body and... a wetness. Leaning back with one eye closed and the other squinting, he reached out and yanked his pants and underwear down to check if it was still there... He screamed yet again! It was very much not there and the flower he saw in place of his manhood appeared to glisten in the brief instance before he yanked his pants back up. There was only one unusual feeling that remained now; a warmth within his stomach. But it was not hot and overbearing. It was soothing, in a way, and settled deep into his core, spreading like a seed that had taken root until it was completely unnoticeable; left a part of him. It could not possibly be what he was thinking it was...

Breathe Nakil, breathe... The wolfess said it'd just last a day! This wasn't a big deal! It was incredibly embarrassing to have it happen in front of the guys, sure, but it wasn't like his- her life had changed. And... she smiled to herself, hunching to keep her face out of view. She had to admit that she'd always wondered what being a girl was like... Just an hour or two of humiliation with the guys and she could get off. Then the body was her own to explore. The silver fox let out a quiet whine and cringed. But they were so lecherous before this... she didn't want to get back in front of the camera! But she had to... and so she stood, brushing long, dark hair out of her face as she blushed at the camera and felt her heart rate start to increase.

Silence. Nakil didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse. On the one hand she didn't have to hear them jizzing over the result and on the other it was quickly getting awkward. Did she get disconnected? No, she could see the call on her computer screen and all their avatars were there. Finally one of them spoke. "N-Nakil...? You make a really cute girl. Like... that shirt..." He didn't say any more about it. Hell, he sounded embarrassed! Wasn't she meant to feel that way?! She looked down to see what the fuss was about and she realised that she was a bit smaller now; small enough that the shirt hung loosely on her body while her breasts made it bulge up top. Her pants were rather baggy too.

"Nakil? Isn't it gonna be weird if we keep saying that name?" asked one of the guys.

Sam followed up with laughter. He was clearly enjoying this. "How about Likan? Well, Likan? Do you like that name? Say something? We want to hear your voice!"

Her eyes shot back up and locked with the camera, blush intensifying. Idiots. It was going to be even weirder calling her by a different name but... she just had to weather this. "Y-yes, it's fine." Her unfamiliar voice came out in a high tone, provoking mixed sounds of excited giggles and awe from the guys.

"Take off your-"

Likan didn't even let him finish, snapping out an angry 'no' and pulling her shirt down as if she was afraid a draft would lift it up.

"Booooo..." joked Sam. "Okay, okay come and sit down and we can have a game with our new friend Likan!"

Another of the guys laughed. "Maybe we'll all have some edge today! I bet this whole situation is distracting for her."

She growled at them and threw herself down into the chair, setting up a free-for-all match with furious speed. "I'm still gonna kick all your asses."

"Mmhmm..." That was Sam. "Like you kicked mine and won our little bet?" He probably had a huge smirk on his face right now. "Then again, the web cam's on and we're looking at a hot girl so we might be even more distracted!"

"Oh shush..." The match loaded and she didn't hesitate to begin the hunt. Sam was first. She'd make him eat his words.

"Damn, that's true... Your tits are pretty big, you know, Likan? I'd love to get my hands on them."

"What?" She looked down again as a little vision of her desires flashed in her mind. After this humiliation was over she was going to go lay on the bed and squeeze them together, pinch her nipples and... she bit down on her lip to bring herself back to reality and the game; a moment too late as she took a few bullets from behind. "Hey! I wasn't looking!"

The guy laughed. "Yeah, I know!"

Someone else spoke now. "Does it feel... weird? Like down there? It's like, gone, right?"

A memory of the image she saw when she peaked down on the ground entered her head. She wanted to touch it... tease her clit and finger herself. It already looked wet and... Fuck, it felt wet between her legs right now. Did it feel weird? Not exactly. But the arousal seemed out of place, seeming to well within rather than send itself out in throbbing rhythm. More bullets, this time from the side. "Spawn killer!"

"It's not my fault you weren't moving!"

"Still!" Likan frowned and respawned, shooting Sam the moment she saw him. He chuckled, taking the death a lot better than he usually did.

Another of her friends piled on with the questions and observations. "Hey, Likan? Was that potion just for your body or did it... you know? Do you want dick?"

She froze at the question, a tingle running up her spine. The potion did nothing of the sort... it had always been a curiosity. What would it be like to take dick as a girl? She didn't have to make a new fantasy now, as an old one came to her mind of being pounded on the bed.

"Wow, that one really made you blush!"

Likan blinked the fantasy away and shook her head as a mortified expression came across her face. "N-no! It didn't change a thing! Ugh..." She got shot in the back again but she didn't care. She looked down and pulled out her phone, angrily texting Sam as the rest of the guys' comments were drowned out in her concentration.

I want to stop

A text came back shortly after. Noooo, we're just having fun! I'm sorry man, I didn't want to upset you

Likan shuffled back and forth in her seat, rubbing her knees together as she contemplated telling him the truth. As embarrassing as it was, she didn't want him to feel bad over it. It's not... that...

Huh? What is it then?

Shit. She was committed to it now. You guys are making me horny >_<

Wait... we are? You're blushing but I thought you were just embarrassed

The silver fox looked away from the webcam and hid the side of her face in her hand. Yeah, you are, so can we please stop? I already went through the humiliation so our bet should be good, right?

Of course we can. But... Do you want help?

What did that mean? She had a very good idea but did she really want to hear it? ... help?

I can come over ;)

Likan's heart raced in her chest as she slowly looked back at the camera. Was he serious? Or just making more fun? The idea was... He was insane but the idea spurred the arousal in her body and made her feel hot. She wanted it. And it was Sam... Maybe he was being a prick today but he was still her best friend; she trusted him. It wasn't really a bad idea. She took a deep breath. If he was making fun of her... Yes. ... she'd kill him.

"Aww... Damn it..." That was Sam. "Sorry guys, something just came up and I have to quit."

"What?! No way! After you got Nakil to drink that potion? Can't you put it off?"

"It sucks but nah... My brother and his wife forgot to get a babysitter again and it's their anniversary and all."

"Wasn't it their anniversary last mo-?"

"Nope, gotta go, bye!" Sam disconnected.

"Well, shit..." said one of the guys. "Are you gonna stick around Likan? I know the bet was with Sam but..."

She gave the camera a sheepish grin. "Nope! I want out."

"Aww..." Unified sounds of disappointment.

Likan smiled to herself as she got up and moved over to her bed, flopping onto it on her back like a ragdoll. She shut her eyes and sighed with relief; that was exhausting. But her limp body suddenly stiffened when she realised that Sam was actually coming over right now. And... he didn't live very far away. She sat up, holding herself with one arm as she checked her texts. Yes. In all honesty, she didn't expect to see that she'd really said it. Heat remained in her body, arousal nagging at her insides. She crossed her legs but found only discomfort. She straightened them back out, bending her knees and bringing them up to her chest. She still couldn't settle. They were about to have sex... Why did she want it so bad? She fell back on the bed again and stared up at her phone, rereading their last messages... until she slowly began to type a new one. Are you driving?

A message came back almost immediately. Nope. He was walking?! It would take him like thirty minutes to- Another text came. I just pulled up outside ;)

Likan felt herself automatically standing from the bed and began to fiddle with her hair, not entirely sure what she was trying to achieve with it. Her heart was pounding in her chest and only seemed to intensify with each step she took towards the front door. She had to look down to stop imagining how it made her breasts bounce. Her hand slowly extended towards the knob... did she really want to do this? Her body was screaming yes and her mind? If any part was saying no, it was a faint voice of little consequence far away in the distance. Her hand twisted and the door effortlessly pulled open.

As if he'd been waiting there the entire time, Sam instantly moved in and lifted her off the ground, bringing his face to hers and meeting in a deep kiss that she eagerly accepted. She wrapped her arms around him, struggling to deal with the pace for a moment before also supporting herself on him with her legs. She'd have to learn this role on the go. Was he always so strong? How much did she weigh? However much, he made it seem effortless as he shut the door behind him and carried her along through the rooms, straight to her bed. She felt her back hit against the soft mattress and felt him on top of her, still kissing her and bringing their tongues to dance together.

How long did they spend like that? It was only simple lust... wasn't it? Definitely! It was only like five seconds, realistically. But Likan could not deny the way she felt her heart melting into the experience or the way it fluttered. Sam was the one to break the kiss and he raised his body, kneeling over her with a smirk on his face that said he was rather proud of himself; she knew the one. And then he started to pull his shirt up over his head, revealing his abs to her. Out of some strange instinct her hand reached out and gently placed itself on his stomach and something about that touch sent a rush of adrenaline and arousal through her body. She smiled up at him, biting her lip until he was done... and almost like he was making a trade with her, he slipped his hand under her shirt, raising it with his wrist as it travelled up to her breasts and gave one a firm squeeze. She trembled in response, rubbing her legs together in lingering nervousness. His other hand came reaching now but he avoided her other breast and took hold of her shirt, lifting and silently encouraging her to raise her arms. She obeyed and let him pull it right off.

Both of them were nude from the waist up. They looked at each other in silence for a moment longer and then Sam leaned back down, taking one of her nipples in his mouth and suckling almost like he expected milk to flow. Likan did not expect what she felt. The intense spikes of pleasure that penetrated her chest seemed like an impossible dream. She knew that a woman's nipples were sensitive but this was beyond her imagination. Perhaps it was so strong because of how new it was to her body? Regardless, the sensation caused her to moan as she set to stroking his back. Heart rate increased again when she felt... 'it'. His cock pressed against her leg, straining to try and get through the layer of his trousers that separated them. He was hard enough to fuck her already and yet he didn't remove any further clothing when he left her nipple. Instead he moved his head up to her neck, licking her breast on the way and kissing a few times in different spots upon his arrival. She could only pull him closer.

But it was only simple lust... wasn't it? Why were they going through all the foreplay? She just wanted to get off. He just wanted to help her. Her thoughts gave way to words. "Sam? This is a lot of ceremony, isn't it?"

He stopped kissing her neck and raised his head to look in her eyes. "It is... Do you want me to stop?"

Likan bit her lip, with a slight smile and slowly shook her head. She wanted more of it. It felt so good and she wanted to sink deeper under his touch. Sam smiled back at her and carressed her sides as he lowered his head back down to her unclaimed nipple. The pleasure that came to her was just as powerful as before, just as mind numbing to the point that she whimpered somewhere amidst the moans. How could she stand up against this merciless assault? She couldn't... and she was left to endure until he ended his siege. Another lick to her breast and further kisses to her neck. She noticed now how her heart, rather than pound inside her chest, seemed to stabilise during this change in activity. It was something calming, a far cry from the intensity moments before, but no less pleasurable.

But soon even this activity stopped and Sam knelt over her again. Likan didn't want to betray herself right now. She wanted to keep looking up at him but... there was a weakness and her eyes gradually sunk lower, down to his body, over his chest, his abs and, finally, settled on the bulge in his trousers. But did it matter when she had nothing to betray before him? Sam already knew very well what she wanted. He smirked, surprising her by grasping at her pants and underwear together and tugging on them. A moment of fear came upon her. She was being fully revealed... Would he like what he saw? Would he laugh at her? It felt strange knowing that she'd look down and she wouldn't have- Another kiss was delivered to her mouth, calming her thoughts and doubts before he continued to undress her. Finally, the last of her fabrics rolled off the tip of her paw and she was naked before him.

Likan sat up as Sam no longer knelt over her but, rather, stood at the end of the bed. But she soon crawled forward on her hands and knees to the edge of the mattress, finding that she desired to stay close to him. In fact, she found herself almost hypnotised by the thought of him pulling down his pants and revealing... God, she'd seen it before. They'd taken showers at public gyms and public pools. They'd fucked around in college by stealing each other's clothes from the locker rooms and leaving each other desperate for decency. She'd seen it before... but she'd never thought about encountering it like this; never considered experiencing it in, or even on, her body. She felt strange... She should feel embarrassed, shouldn't she? And yet she didn't. She was just looking at his crotch, occasionally glancing up at him with a hint of begging in her eyes. Still wearing that proud smirk, Sam finally obliged her and pulled off the remainder of his clothes. His cock sprang to attention, directed at her face and already beaded with his precum. Likan couldn't tell if her heart stopped or if it was beating too quickly to notice. His dick always seemed average to her... maybe a bit more... but now it was huge and intimidating in her eyes; more so than she expected it to seem from being so close for the first time. It rendered her speechless... but not Sam. "Are you thinking about testing your 'reflexes' on me?"

Likan's heavy concentration was broken by his voice and she slowly looked up at him, expression marred with confusion as she processed the words one at a time. Then it dawned on her. A blowjob?! A hot red blush came to her cheeks and she shook her head. "I can try it a bit later..."

Sam took a step closer, bringing his cock right up to her face. She thought about leaning back a little but the warmth radiating from his manhood was a strong invitation to stay; as was the scent. He winked down at her. "I'll keep that in mind... but what do you want now?"

She nervously rubbed her arm and averted her eyes from his in response to the question. "You must know... Will you really make me say it...?"

Sam crouched down, drawing out a slight whine from the silver fox as the warmth of his manhood parted from her. Then he gently took her chin in hand, turning her head back, and gave her a comforting smile; no longer a cocky smirk. "No... but I'd sure love to hear it come from your lips."

Likan smiled back. She did not understand Sam's willingness to come here and do these things or why she was feeling any kind of chemistry or spark of romance with him. She wanted to find out what thoughts were going through his head but she did not want to interrupt the moment and, at least for now, she felt far too nervous to ask about such things. And yet she still surprised herself once again on this night with the next words she spoke. "I want to feel you as a woman..."

The wolf leaned in and kissed her once more. When he broke away, he kept himself close, still wearing his smile. "You really do make a cute girl, you know? Lay back down."

She did as he said, through an anticipating smile and nervous trembling. But not even her nerves could give second thoughts now. From head to toe, her body shaped action on the same arousal that clouded her mind and judgement. She could not give consideration to consequence but, if she could, she was likely so far gone that she would not care. The wolf was the same way, fuelled by passion rather than any sense. He didn't stop to ask if she could get pregnant as he leaned over her, running a hand down the side of her body to her hip. She didn't recall the warning from the alchemist as she spread her legs for him to gain access. He didn't think to use a condom as he rubbed his tip over her wet entrance and caused her to quiver with pleasurable sensation. And neither one of them worried about what things would be like between them after this night as he pressed himself forward and penetrated her for the first time.

Sam took it slow but this did not seem to lessen the intensity of the moment for Likan as she gripped the blanket with her claws and whimpered at the feeling of her broken virginity; heavy, consuming and painful. It lingered for a few moments and the wolf, with one hand held on her hip, raised his other hand to comfort her by holding her upper arm. Her clenching eyes opened at his touch and her soft whimpers died down as the feeling went away to leave pleasure in its wake. Only now did she recognise his shape inside of her and the way her tight slit was stretching to accommodate him; it was only the tip, yet it was so thrilling. He began to pull back until he barely remained inside, provoking a protesting whine from her. She blushed as he stopped still. Where did that come from?! She was only just reluctant to request and now she was outright begging for him to go deeper! He smiled at her and gently pushed himself forward again, deeper this time. As it turned out, he was just easing her into things.

Slow motions that filled and stretched, sending ripples of pleasure through her insides as much they crawled across the outside. The silver fox was never meant to experience these things... Perhaps that was why she found herself falling into them so hard, relinquishing control of her body and handing it over to the whims of the flow. As the moans escaped from her mouth, she bent her arm and reached up to hold his hand tighter against her. Her upper body was raised but her eyes began to fall from his, training themselves upon his cock thrusting in and out. He was filling her with more than half his length each time but, until she'd seen, she could have sworn that he was using all of it. Pleasure was mounting inside of her and she trembled to know that he was yet to put her to her limits... especially when he began to pick up the pace; she'd all but forgotten that he was taking it slow. Desire and fear waged a constant battle inside of her but the consistent victor showed itself to be the former as she raised her legs, bending them around his waist and pulling on him to wordlessly demand more.

The wolf made no complaint, responding with that proud smirk of his again and intensifying his thrusts just beyond what she could handle. While Likan's moans strengthened, her body weakened and she dropped back on the bed, pushing her head down against the mattress as she squirmed. However, no distance was put between them. Sam dropped himself down over her, almost bringing his chest to touch her breasts as he continued to thrust. She couldn't see a thing but, between his grunts and her moans, she could hear the wet sounds of their sex and feel his knot hitting against her entrance as his rod throbbed inside her body. It threatened to push in with every thrust, sending her heart to pound against her chest. An overwhelm of pleasure and anticipation that came in excitement and dread... Was he going to do it? Was he going to cum inside of her and lock them together? That thought was as scary as it was arousing but she didn't dare tell him not to. For every part of her body that feared this experience there was a part that screamed to receive it; to give in and accept all of him.

The rhythm of the wolf's throbbing cock began to lose itself and the silver fox had no doubt that he was going over the edge. She could tell he did his best to last a moment longer but his legs buckled and he collapsed forward, completely sinking his knot into her flower where it began to swell. The decision was made for her but, despite yelping at the sudden stretching she received, she didn't have complaints... rather, her yelp transformed into wild moans as she found defeat at the hands of her own orgasm. Wave after wave travelled through her as feminine fluids soaked her crotch and the blanket beneath, and she wrapped her arms around his back, tightly pulling him close. Her lower muscles repeatedly clenched around his length, strongly milking out more of his sperm that was already flooding her with its heat. It seemed like minutes before her orgasms began to fade away but, however long it was, her ecstatic moans began to quieten into moans of satisfaction as she felt that heat reaching into her womb. The both of them laid there for some time, chests heaving against one another as they cuddled. In fact, they remained there even after they'd caught their breaths and the wolf's knot had returned to normal. Something about the moment kept them from leaving it and almost led to reigniting the passion as they began to feel each other again during a deep kiss... until it broke.

"Do you want to stay the night?" the silver fox asked in whisper. It surprised her that her heart remained calm even after the words left her mouth.

The wolf gave her a gentle smile. "Are you sure? Your bed's pretty small..."

Likan tightened her arms around him, trying to pull him closer. "There'll be enough room..."

"Sounds good to me," said Sam, finally pulling out and standing with a big stretch. Likan couldn't help but smile as she looked at his manhood slick with their sexual fluids. "I'll clean myself off a little and make coffee for us both." And then he gave her a sly look. "That is, if you want to stay up a little bit longer..."

The silver fox nodded. "It sounds perfect." Now, as Sam walked off to the bathroom, she noticed the light of the monitor shining through the room. Of course! She'd forgotten to turn off her computer. Likan dragged herself onto her paws, finding herself shaky after the vigorous activity she'd just been through, and approached the computer to- Wait... As she drew close, she noticed that the voice call was still active and their friends were still present, though they were muted now. Did they hear anything?! Her head slowly turned towards the webcam and her eye twitched. The light was on.