This stunning piece was made by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/bluutheferret. The lick on the lips, the hand under the gut, god the EXPRESSION and how CLEAN this is. Give him a follow, find the original https://www.furaffinity.net/view/48864387/!
Fennec on the left is https://www.furaffinity.net/user/ArtanKatana
Malinois on the right is https://www.furaffinity.net/user/copper-dog
Fox and story below is me!

I really thought about naming this piece "me when I fucking get you".

CW: Fatal themes.
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Foxes have a reputation. A lot of reputations, to be fair, but one of...let's be generous and call it high sex drive is one of them. Paired with that confident air of someone who's done this before, confident in every move, as they know the motions by heart.

Well, some reputations - as those lucky spectators and the poor soul on the inside of my gut found out - are well-deserved. I moonlight at a local...establishment, it's good to earn a few extra bucks, and the bouncers keep out what unsavory folks might otherwise show up. But this is a special establishment, one which caters to certain interests. You have to sign a waiver to get in. That deters most people we'd not otherwise want.

Which leaves the rest of us to have our fun inside. Once a week, I do a very special show, one which one lucky (or "lucky") audience member gets to become a part of. Permanently. Someone's gotta make the curves to entertain everyone else, after all. And for most of them, it's a dream come true, adding to the performer that they come to see, night after night, slowly melting away underneath a skimpy outfit (or no outfit) for everyone to see - knowing that performer's wearing so many other people...

Looks like tonight was latex night. Came out in a nice, form-fitting latex suit. Singled out one cute thing in the crowd, beckoned him in - he hopped up onto the stage himself, you know. It didn't take long; he practically crawled down my throat. And it seems we both got carried away - the suit strained and fought against his squirms and wriggles, but all the same - it ripped!

...oh well. That just means I'll have something to remember this show by. Although...

Seems you've had front row seats to it all. Watched it unfold. And still, here you are, even as I fix you in my gaze. Lick over my muzzle, gathering up the last of this cutie's flavor...or perhaps imagining yours. That hand around my gut, hefting from the bottom - supporting that weight...or trying to figure out if I can fit one more?

What do you say? Care to help me indulge?~

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