Mama Fox

<Zuri>

“Because I’m already pregnant!” (Z)

As soon as the words left Zuri’s mouth, he regretted them.

Desperation or no desperation, telling her about this was obviously not a good idea!

A fact that proved itself true shortly.

“Ah?” (C)

Cleodora immediately paused in her tracks.

A bewildered expression drawing on her face.

“I-I see that finally brought you back to your senses! Good! Now, put me down, you idiot.” (Z)

With quick words, Zuri tried to salvage the grave situation. Playing his words as a joke. It wasn’t his finest save, but it was the best he could come up with in such a short time. He couldn’t afford for Cleodora to think his words true for even a second. The price to pay was far too expensive for him to manage.

Unfortunately for Zuri, though, she didn’t take the bait.

Her eyes narrowed at him.

“Zuri… my love. Are you really pregnant?” (C)

Cleodora’s words were slow, deliberate and filled to the brim with quiet anticipation.

Zuri instantly rebuked them.

“Of course not! Don’t think your pathetic attempt to—!” (Z)

“You are! You really are!!” (C)

And like a dam that had just burst, she exploded in unbridled joy. Immediately, she began twirling, Zuri still in her arms, her loud giggling reverberating around the house as she danced on her feet. Gripping on for dear life, Zuri pleaded his case once again. Trying to get this misunderstanding cleared as soon as possible.

“I-I just said no!” (Z)

But.

She wasn’t hearing a word he said.

“Oh my gosh! This is happening so fast… I didn’t think it’d be so easy!!” (C)

‘Easy!?’

Cleodora temporarily stopped her bounding around and focused her intense gaze on Zuri.

Her words running faster than her mouth.

“There is so much to prepare. Will need to get the nursery in order, the cribs as well, ah, and contact those at the capital. They’ll be so delighted!” (C)

Zuri felt his blood run a few degrees cooler.

The people at the capital?

As in, his family?

‘Hell no!’

“Listen to me, damn it!” (Z)

Instead of complying with his rather simple request, Cleodora leaned in and kissed him.

“But before all that! We need to celebrate.” (C)

‘C-Celebrate?’

Reeling from the unexpected contact, Zuri belatedly noticed something awfully haunting.

The march to the bedroom had begun once again.

It became quite clear what this “celebration” would entail.

“Y-You can’t be serious!” (Z)

“I’ll be gentle this time, promise!” (C)

Cleodora planted a kiss on Zuri’s forehead as she stepped into the room.

The door behind them shut with a thunderous boom.

‘Fuck!’

Hugging the bed headboard, Zuri felt familiar dread seize him.

After the nude and semi-wet Cleodora lightly threw him on the bed, he tried his damndest to escape. From trying to bolt out of the room to burning her alive, he utilised everything in his attack base. Yet, despite that, he still found himself backed up against the end of the bed. Cleodora hadn’t taken a single one of his attempts seriously, merely picking him up after each and tossing him back on the bed. Condescendingly asking him, “What was he doing?” with a big smile.

“I—If I am pregnant, and that is a big if, why are you still doing this!?” (Z)

At this point, talking was the only weapon he had left to delay what was increasingly seeming inevitable. Illusions, fire and pure physical might have all been busts.

“Stop asking silly questions and take off your clothes already. I can’t be gentle if you don’t listen.” (C)

“No way!” (Z)

Zuri pulled his clothes tighter as Cleodora climbed on the bed.

It was shameful to admit, but his body was already trembling all over. The very notion, the very idea that she would do what she did last time was too much! He didn’t believe for a second she’d stop until she was satisfied. And, unlike last time, his body wasn’t in perfect condition. If she treats him the same way as last time… he really might not survive.

“There’s no need to be shy. I’ve already seen everything… touch it too.” (C)

That was precisely the problem!

“I refuse to be the subject of your sick perversions!” (Z)

“Come on.” (C)

Cleodora moved closer.

“We aren’t doing this for just me. Don’t you find me attractive too? I can be the subject of any perversions you’ve got.” (C)

Her voice dropped an octave as her predatory gaze raked over him.

“Any. At. All.” (C)

Zuri felt his tail flare out.

His eyes briefly studied her nude form before swiftly shifting away.

Objectively speaking, Cleodora was beautiful—exceedingly so. With a well-defined, toned body and a face that was very easy on the eyes, it would not be wrong to state that most would desire to lie with her. If it had been anyone else but Zuri in this current position, they would’ve been very ecstatic. After all, it was not every day one got to lie with a beauty that is a Child of the Sun. Sadly for all parties (except seemingly Cleodora herself), it was Zuri who was here.

He was never one for physical touch, and that didn’t change just because a pretty face was involved.

In fact, that might’ve caused him to hate it more.

Pretty, privileged people tended to be the most stuck-up, annoying pieces of crap who never took no for an answer.

Zuri bit back a response to Cleodora’s presumptuous words.

“Whether or not I find you attractive hardly matters. Unlike you, I’m not a sexual deviant who only thinks with their lower head.” (Z)

He subtly steered himself to the edge of the bed.

With her on the bed now, escape might actually be more feasible.

“Enough of this nonsense. I’m leaving.” (Z)

As Zuri tried to place his feet down, a pull on his robe caused him to collapse back on the bed.

“Gah!?” (Z)

In no time, he was manoeuvred onto his back with his hands pinned and legs spread open.

“I said I’ll be gentle.” (C)

Cleodora forced a deep, long kiss as her one hand began to explore his body.

“…I can’t get enough of you.” (C)

Breaking from the kiss, she whispered words full of affection.

“It’s not fair you’re this pretty, you know? Holding back is so hard….” (C)

Squirming in place, Zuri felt a strong desire to wipe his mouth. It was bad enough that she again forced such a dirty kiss, but to then insinuate it was his fault for being “pretty” was salt to the wound. Such an act was comparable to blaming a slice of cake for making you eat it. It was not the cake’s fault that the eater lacked any self-control.

“That wasn’t gentle at all…!” (Z)

Zuri’s voice was tinged with as much bitterness as he could muster.

Cleodora replied, voice light and amused.

“It’s because you are moving too much!” (C)

She lowered herself to his ear and nibbled on it softly before continuing.

“Ugh!” (Z)

“I really want you to enjoy yourself this time. There’s no pressure now. We can focus on pleasure.” (C)

‘Like you weren’t before!?’

There had been a lot of pleasure last time, just none for Zuri.

“Tell me what you want. I’ll do anything… except nothing, of course.” (C)

Zuri held his tongue.

He had nothing to say to a person not keen on listening.

RIPPPPPP

The robes Zuri wore were ripped in one clean motion.

“W-Wha—!?” (Z)

“It’s okay… You don't have to say anything. I’ll take it slow, and we’ll figure out what you like!” (C)

With his nude body now exposed, he felt her leery gaze on his body.

“So cute!” (C)

Zuri felt his pinned arms freed as Cleodora employed both of her hands to start groping his chest. Fondling his breasts until the lascivious grin she wore couldn’t grow any wider. The fondling turned to kneading, and the kneading turned to full-on cupping by the end. After she had her fill of them as a whole, she turned her attention towards his nipples. Attacking them with gentle pulling and flicking so as to provoke a response.

Throughout it all, Zuri held steady, unwilling to give the response she so desired.

He bit his tongue and restrained any sound that tried to leak out of his mouth.

“Are these little girls feeling shy too?” (C)

Without warning, Cleodora abruptly stopped the touching and moved on to a more direct approach.

Her mouth.

“Mmm!” (Z)

The change caught Zuri completely off guard, and a sound escaped from his lips.

“There! That’s much better!” (C)

As she pulled up, Zuri felt himself drown in shame.

Two tiny, pink towers stood proudly covered in heaps of salvia.

‘…This doesn’t count!’

It was just a physiological reaction.

It meant absolutely nothing except that his body was responding to outside stimuli!

“Oh, what’s this?” (C)

Cleodora turned her attention to Zuri’s lower half.

Spreading his legs a little further than before.

With a hand, she reached down and traced a finger around the damp area around the slit.

“I see you are a fan of my skills?” (C)

“L-Leave me alone….” (Z)

Cleodora moved closer to Zuri, mounting him without much concern.

She didn’t bother to hide her eagerness.

It was on full display as her member throbbed and leaked with anticipation.

Zuri moved to cover his privates with both hands.

“Now, now. This is the best part.” (C)

With childlike chiding, Cleodora swatted his hands away.

“Hahh… ngh…!” (Z)

A foreign invader pierced Zuri’s most delicate place. It moved slowly, climbing up and up, trying to secure ground. Hot, thick and heavy, its very presence inside Zuri invoked a deep sense of wrongness. It was too big, too thick, and too hot. The deeper it travelled, the stronger such feelings grew. All the previous aches that had somewhat dulled burnt with renewed energy, causing excruciating pain.

It was just… too much.

“Don’t cry, my love.” (C)

With one small, final shimmy, the invader that had pierced Zuri disappeared from view.

“P-Pull out….” (Z)

Zuri’s strained voice called out.

The weight pressing into him was overwhelming.

It felt like he was being crushed.

“It’s… it’s too much….” (Z)

Amassing all the strength his body could muster, he pushed against Cleodora. Using his hands as the driving force, he tried to shove his body away. If Cleodora started moving immediately like she did last time, she would undoubtedly break something. The pain signals flooding Zuri’s brain weren’t a joke. He definitely hasn’t healed all the way up from last time.

“Relax… I said I’ll be gentle, remember?” (C)

It took a while for what she said to register due to the pain.

But, when it did, Zuri felt relief flood his system.

True to her word, she didn’t move. Instead, she kept still while observing his face. Eventually though, after a few seconds passed like this, she lowered her upper body and began kissing him. It started off as small pecks on the cheek that quickly descended into pure depravity. The kisses turned into light biting and sucking. They moved from landing on his cheeks to his collarbone and then even lower to his breasts.

It was terribly gross but leagues better than being full-on fucked.

It didn’t hurt as much.

“Oh, I-I might be….” (C)

A pulsating sensation deep within Zuri foretold what was about to come.

‘N-Not inside!’

He tried to speak, but his suddenly dry throat refused to comply.

Which led to the inevitable.

Tonnes of semen was pumped into Zuri.

Cleodora pushed in closer while stealing his lips as she unloaded everything of hers.

‘God damn it…’

It was disgusting, really, really disgusting, and the worst part about it was definitely going to be the cleanup. The semen will undoubtedly drip out in a slow, filthy process, resulting in Zuri’s tail getting dirty as well. Cleanup from last time had taken forever, and despite being 100% clean, he could not bring himself to feel clean.

“That… that was amazing.” (C)

Cleodora steadily began to pull out.

She was still hard as before, so it made the journey out as excruciating as in.

“Filling you up feels too good.” (C)

Lying on his back, drained, Zuri felt her stick two fingers in.

Inspecting her work like she always did after ejaculating.

“…One more time, okay?” (C)

Cleodora mounted Zuri once more.

Piercing him without giving the respite he deserved.

‘Crap….’

It was going to be just like last time.

That one time was a fat lie….

“Did you enjoy yourself, my love?” (C)

Lying on his back, Zuri felt exhaustion take hold of him.

…Somehow, that one time transformed into five more times.

Everything hurt again despite Cleodora’s claims to be gentle.

“F-Fuck you!” (Z)

A shout that was supposed to express his grievances came out as a shaky, quiet complaint.

“You can’t be saying bad words now, my love. Our child is going to be here soon enough.” (C)

Cleodora leaned forward and gave a kiss.

“And who knows? With how we’ve been today, I could’ve gotten you extra pregnant!” (C)

‘Ugh!’

Cleodora picked Zuri up and sat him in her lap.

“If you apologise now, I’ll forget you said that, and no punishment will be given.” (C)

At her goofy smile, Zuri felt his tired mind rage.

‘Punishment!?’

Who the hell did she think she was??

Not only did she threaten him, royalty, with a punishment, but she dared to ask for an apology after what she did!!

“F-Fuck! You!” (Z)

It was then Zuri realised he had taken her bait.

A warm sensation pressed on his back, and before he knew it, he was again pierced.

This time sitting in her lap.

“No leaving until I hear a heartfelt apology.” (C)

This angle was so much worse than before.

It felt too deep already.

‘God damn it….’