Mama Fox

<Cleodora>

How could a person be so perfect?

Gazing at the beauty held trapped between her arms, a powerful rush overcame Cleodora. Barely audible whimpers escaped her love’s mouth as she weakly pushed against Cleodora’s nibbles. The typical, hard frown her love wore had entirely melted away into a cute, alluring pout. Even her emerald green eyes, which routinely flashed with a hostile glare, were subdued, darting nervously off to the side instead of challenging Cleodora's own. It was quite the startling transformation from her earlier grandstanding.

Unable to resist, Cleodora leaned in and apprehended those trembling lips in a slow, deliberate kiss.

If anyone were to see her now, they wouldn’t believe it to be the same person.

Breaking the kiss, Cleodora smiled and studied her love’s slightly wobbly form. Her love had always been like this. Weak to even the barest display of affection. From when they were kids to even now, a decade later, she could say the dynamic between them hadn’t changed… well, at least for the most part. Unlike before, when her love was strong enough to shrug off Cleodora’s warmth, now she was too feeble to truly resist.

“Y-You! I wasn’t—!” (Z)

Cleodora leaned in and stole another kiss.

Her love's fierce nature was precisely why Cleodora adored her.

It was adorable watching her struggle to resist.

Seeing her turn her head to speak, Cleodora intervened right away.

“Can’t you—!” (Z)

Another kiss.

“L-Let me—!” (Z)

And another.

Eventually, her love gained understanding of the consequence of opening her mouth.

A lesson was learnt.

She now sat quietly.

Scowling at Cleodora with the full force of her frustration.

She couldn’t have looked more lovely.

Cleodora felt her heart flutter. All that struggle, all that pain, was worth it for moments like this. From the day she met her love, Cleodora knew she was the one for her. The only one for her. Life tried to pull them apart, but Cleodora was as determined as they come. She destroyed every obstacle that stood in the way of their life together. Be it status, family, or the world itself ending. All that remained was enjoying the fruits of her labour.

Their life together.

“Are you blushing?” (C)

“No! How could you even—!” (Z)

A simple trick caused her love to open her mouth and allow Cleodora to get another taste.

Enjoying life with her love entailed many things.

One of these things was something Cleodora had fantasised about for the longest time. She knew she should wait. That there were steps to this process, but looking at her now, it felt impossible to resist. A desire had been burning in her lower half since they reunited, and it grew every day. Every day spent with her love without fulfilling this desire was pure torture.

“Eek!?” (Z)

A soft yelp was given as Cleodora pulled down her love’s robe, exposing her top half.

For a split moment, two cute, modestly sized breasts were visible before a pair of hands came to shield them. Forming a protective X in front of them.

“What do you think you’re doing!?” (Z)

Entranced, Cleodora couldn’t answer, but her body moved as if on instinct. Pushing her love on the table until her back touched the tabletop—pinned. A hand reached out, nudging the last obstacles away, and touched what had once been considered forbidden. Soft, smooth and warm. Cleodora squeezed. They were squishy yet firm. Absolutely perfect in every way, if not a little small.

Was this what their children will drink from?

It was time she took a taste herself.

KNOCK KNOCK

Unfortunately, the opportunity was cut short as knocks on the front door broke Cleodora out of her trance-like state. Her head turned instantly, and her impulse to obliterate the door was strong, but looking back at her love gave her pause. Her love had covered her completely red face with her hands, and now that Cleodora’s hands were gone, she had also taken the liberty to hide her breasts as well.

Despite it, though, she still looked so vulnerable.

Cleodora made a split-second decision.

Picking up her love, she carried her back to the bedrooms.

She was already flustered now; Cleodora couldn’t imagine she’d taken being seen by others well.

“I’ll be back soon.” (C)

Turning, Cleodora was about to leave when she heard a faint murmur whisper out.

“…Yeah, you better run.” (Z)

Refusing to leave on such a note, she gave a big kiss to her love’s forehead before departing.

“Don’t miss me too much!” (C)

Rushing to the door, Cleodora opened it and was greeted by a band of men.

Closing the door, she stepped out.

It appeared it was time to get to work.

That horny monster needs to be stopped!

Pacing back and forth in the corridor, thoughts about yesterday evening plagued Zuri endlessly.

The way she repeatedly kissed him combined with the fact that she… she… he couldn’t even say it! Gods damn it! Regardless, whatever that was needed to be put to an end!!

Zuri felt his cheeks start to burn hot enough to light his tail.

In his whole life, in his whole lives! Never has someone touched him in such an unseemly manner.

Zuri was now royalty and not just any royalty. He was a princess—The Third Princess of the Kitsune people. He was a God on Earth who got to enjoy any luxury or pleasure he so desired. The treatment he received yesterday, though, didn’t reflect his status at all! The actions Cleodora committed against him were downright treasonous if not plain immoral!!

Zuri stopped pacing around.

His fists balled.

Every embarrassing sound he had made, from the sudden, desperate whines that escaped his throat to the low, frantic thump of his own heart against his ribs, had haunted him throughout the night. They served as ruthless reminders of how pathetic he had been. Zuri should’ve done something, anything really, to escape the situation, but instead he semi-froze and let things play out.

Cleodora not only pulled down his robe, but she actually touched them!

Shielding his chest at the thought, a shiver travelled throughout him.

Zuri himself hadn’t done such a thing. He hadn’t been interested in that kind of stuff in his last life, and those feelings carried over to this next one. It was part in why his abrupt sex change hadn’t been too damaging to him. Fundamentally not too much had changed. He was still himself, if not in a smaller body. But, now, he might be beginning to rethink that line of thought.

Something had felt off when Cleodora touched him.

He might’ve lost his mind for a moment because, for the briefest, stupidest and most impossible of seconds, she had actually looked… attractive.

‘Enough is enough!’

Zuri shook his head.

He needed to get serious about this plan of his.

Walking to the kitchen, he made a short vow to himself.

He wouldn’t let Cleodora get the better of him.