Vixen 1: The Perfect Gift 

By Anima 
Story Copyright (C) By: Anima
 2000 - All rights reserved.

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  The Perfect Gift

(For a plushie-phile genitalvore/rebirth
anthropormorphic animal enthusiast.)
by Anima, dedicated to Krys. :K)

     Tad had always known his uncle Drew was somewhat odd. This opinion 
became something of an understatement, given what Drew gave Tad for his 17th 
      "Um, wow Uncle Drew... It sure is something. Thanks a lot..." Tad held 
the stuffed animal awkwardly, looking to his parents for help. They just 
shrugged, Drew was Drew. At least it wasn't socks...
    "That's a very unique plush toy, Tad m'boy! I picked it up on one of my 
long vacations in a very remote spot. Quite valuable. And notice how fine 
the craftsmanship is. It could almost be a real stuffed vixen. But cuddlier 
than those awful taxidermy things." Tad nodded agreeably, looking the fox 
plushie over carefully. It *was* put together well. He could spot no seams 
anywhere, the eyes were startlingly lifelike, the fur was incredibly soft, 
and whatever it was stuffed with made the fox huggably plush. Tad gave it a 
practice hug, and found he was oddly comforted by the toy. He looked back up 
at his uncle, smiling.
     "Thanks a lot Uncle Drew. I'll give her a good home." Drew nodded, 
winked, then left to chat with his brother.
     "Well little lady, I'll show you to your room." Tad chuckled, carrying 
the vixen and the rest of his gift loot back to his bedroom. It was a 
pleasant room that the teen was proud of. The walls were painted a very 
subtle shade of violet, one that made the room seem to glow. Posters and 
tasteful art prints hung on the walls, capturing the idle gaze. A desk, 
bookcase, bed, and dresser accounted for the furnishings. Tad flopped down 
on his messy bed, turned on his back, and let the fox rest on his chest. 
Laughing at himself for doing so, he decided to name his new plushie.
     "Hmm, what shall I call you foxie? in french is Reynard, 
so I could call you Reya? Can't think of anything else suitably vulpine. 
Reya. That's nice." Tad rubbed noses with Reya, and hugged her tight. Tad's 
head fell to one side, his gaze lighting on his desk. With a groan, Tad 
rolled off the bed and stalked to where his geometry book sat. But as he sat 
down in what might as well have been an electric chair, Tad noticed a wet 
spot on his shirt.
     "Hmm, spilled a drink?" He lifted the shirt and took a whiff. The scent 
was nice, but nothing the young man had ever smelled before. Shrugging 
again, Tad turned to his studies.

     Later that night as Tad lay in bed, Reya tucked in the crook of his 

arm, he felt something tickling his face. Whiskers.
     "Odd, I don't remember you having whiskers dear." He murmured, 
fingering them carefully. Light from a passing car, shining in through the 
window, made Reya's eyes glow gold. Then the fox's head moved, her gaze 
meeting Tad's.
     "Neither do I. Isn't that funny?" Now, this is something that would 
disturb most people. A stuffed animal suddenly coming to life and speaking 
up. Tad did what most of us would do; He Panicked.
     "AHHHHHH!" He yowled, and backpedeled on the bed. There was nowhere to 
go though, his skull just smacked into the headboard. Tad tried rolling but 
picked the wrong direction, and found himself wedged in the crack between 
the bed and the wall. Reya crept to the edge of the mattress, and grinned 
toothily down at him.
     "Awww, don't do that. You were so nice and warm! Come back up here. 
It's not like I'm gonna hurt you..." Reya licked her chops, and smiled 
again. Tad trembled, his brown hair obscuring his eyes like a discarded mop, 
feeling like he was trapped in some kind of cheap horror flic. Suddenly the 
lights snapped on, and Tad's parents rushed in.
     "What's wrong? Nightmare?" Mom asked, hands on her hips. Dad was 
rubbing his eyes, obviously displeased by this bedside visit. Tad waved a 
hand from his uncomfortable hidey-hole to let his parents know where he was.
     "Yeah...could someone help me out of this crack?" Dad did, and the two 
snuffed the light and returned to bed. Reya had remained silent during Tad's 
parent's stay. He scooped up the fox again, and looked her squarely in the 
     "Well, that was fun. You sure you're not going to chew off my ear 
during the night?" Reya giggled, and swished her silky, bushy tail.
     "No way. I don't need to eat, otherwise I might find you *quite* 
tasty!" She licked Tad's nose, making him giggle too. He settled back into 
the bed, thoughtfully snuggling his plushie.
     "Any idea why you're alive? Talking? Stuff only humans normally do?" 
Reya shook her head, ears pricked forward cutely.
     "Nope. I just sort of, 'came to' when your Uncle handed me to you. Like 
we were destined or something romantic like that." She shrugged, and buried 
her soft head under Tad's chin. She thrummed happily against his throat. Tad 
gave up thinking, and stroked her silky little body. Reya shifted a little, 
tail swishing actively aross his bare chest.
     "Oh yeah, romance is a thing I wanted to talk with you about. I'm sure 
you're like other adolescents in that hormones are oozing out your every 
orifice." Tad blushed, scritching Reya softly. The little plushie arched her 
back and mmmmed at the scritchies.
     "How do you know anything about adolescents?" He asked dubiously, and 
was rewarded with a smug look from the vixen. Ever seen a smug look on a 
fox? They excel at being smug.
      "I'm a fox. Foxes know everything. Anyway, being an adolescent, maybe 
you can help me out with something." Tad shrugged, raising his dark 
      "I'll try." Reya nodded, circled around on Tad's chest, and lifted her 
luxurious tail. Nestled between her chubby plushie-fox legs was a gorgeous, 
swollen, dripping vulva. The sensitive skin was the shade of roses, the 
outer petals spread just enough to give the teen a tantalizing glimpse of 
darker and more secret recesses. Tad inhaled sharply, catching a bit of her 
scent in the process. It was the same smell as that wet spot on his 
shirt....and it provoked his hormones like nothing else.
     "As well as knowing everything and being horribly cute, I'm also a 
randy little thing." Reya murrred, wriggling her hips sensuously. Drops of 
her sex cream flew off and spattered Tad's face with the movement. Tad 
swallowed, and managed a few words.
     "I'd be delighted to help..." His young cock was fully erect, straining 
at the fly of his underwear. Reya nodded, smiling happily, and pushed her 
muzzle under the waistband of Tad's shorts. He yelped as her cold nose 
touched his skin, and hurried to take off the boxers himself. Reya oooohed 
when Tad's member sprang free of the constraining material, six inches of 
wonderful, pulsing meat.
     "Mmmm, I want to eat you all up!" She murrrred, and pounced on the 
cock. The vixen turned back to face Tad's face, then sat on his meaty staff. 
Tad gasped, then moaned loudly as a slick tunnel of warm silky flesh 
swallowed his privates whole. He couldn't imagine how a this piece of human 
female anatomy had ended up on this fox, but at this very moment, he decided 
he didn't care! Reya was making little barks and yerfs of pleasure as a cock 
half her length filled her belly. She began sliding her hungry cunt off and 
over Tad's penis, rocketing them both to new heights of pleasure. Their 
orgasms coincided, Reya's inner muscles (She's got muscles?) rippled with 
amazing strength around Tad's bucking cock. Thick cream spilled into Reya's 
pussy, which was all too happy to receive it. When both had descended from 
their peaks, Reya returned to Tad's arms for a snuggle. They fell asleep 
that way, new and very satisfied lovers.

     Tad made love three times a day to his vixen, more to fulfill Reya's 
needs than his own. He would've been overjoyed just to loose his load once 
or twice a day, but Reya was indeed a 'randy little thing.' She craved his 
seed, wanted him to pump her so full of it she'd leak through her rich 
fur... But Tad had limits, and Reya learned that. Or she seemed to. About 
two weeks passed, during which Tad and Reya became great friends. The fox 
even helped the boy with some of his homework, mostly just as an excuse to 
show off her foxy cunning. When she mentioned that, Tad got a new idea.
     "Mmm, this may save some of my strength, and will still drench you in 
ecstasy...c'mere my lovely vixen. Ever heard of cunninglingus?" Tad threw 
himself on the bed, and spread his arms for her. Reya leaped onto her 
human's chest, murring? expectantly. Tad seized her hips, waited for her 
foxy tail to flag, then buried his face in her drooling sex. Reya arched her 
back, gasped, then yerfed in delight as Tad filled her musky passage with 
his warm tongue. Smooth flesh met smooth flesh, letting the tongue glide 
easily between Reya's distended labia. Soon she was bucking and squirting 
hot nectar down Tad's throat.
     "Ohhh YEAH!" *yiff* "Wish we'd--" *yiff*  "tried this sooner!" Tad 
located the fox's clit and sucked on it, while spearing her with his tongue. 
Reya's soft little body stiffened, and she came in his mouth The hot wine of 
her pleasure poured thickly over his tongue. Delicious... Tad smiled and 
pulled his face away from Reya's sodden behind. Or *tried* to pull away. His 
tongue was stuck, held fast by Reya's quivering muscles. Had she seized up?
     "Eya? Et ee oo. Ah caht ooov." Tad managed, Reya's thick aroma clogging 
his nostrils and intoxicating him.
     "Let you go? No... I figured out how to get more of you inside me. 
Relax, you're going to LOVE this." Reya moaned again as she lifted her tail 
higher, and squeezed with her vagina. Tad's face was pulled up to squish 
snugly against Reya's warm slit. Another squeeze, and Tad's nose and chin 
vanished past the hungry netherlips. Somehow Reya was stretching wide enough 
to accept his face, then head. Well, being plush, Tad realized she was quite 
elastic. But surely she couldn't manage his shoulders, could she? Best not 
to take any chances. Tad screamed, but the sound was very effectively 
muffled by wet flesh and soft fur. With a sucking *SHLUP* Tad's head was 
tugged completely inside Reya's hot little body. Spasm after spasm rippled 
through Reya's cunt, pulling Tad deeper and deeper into her. Apparently the 
vixen was a lot bigger on the inside than the outside...Tad thought of 
Snoopy's doghouse. Soon his torso was wrapped in slimy flesh, slipping ever 
deeper into hot darkness. He whimpered, expecting to suffocate in his 
lover's honeyed depths... Reya leaned back into the delicious intrusion, 
pressing Tad's legs against the bed, forcing them deeper into her little 
plushie body. The vixen trembled with the glorious sensation of her body 
filling to bursting with her lover, and the continuing feeling of flesh 
sliding up through her pussy. And not coming back out. Tad's smooth legs 
jerked a few times inside Reya as her cunnie swallowed his knees, then his 
calves. When only his feet remained, she paused to look down at her belly. 
Much to her satisfaction, her soft tummy hadn't grown much at all... Riding 
on that thought, she launched into another glorious orgasm. With a final 
slurp, Tad was gone. Tucked safely away inside Reya. Embarrassingly, the 
fox's pussy let out a little burp! Rolling onto her side, Reya relaxed. A 
careful observer would see that the plushie's belly was about two inches 
larger than it had been. She stroked herself with a paw, her russet tail 
flopping about on the wet sheets. Slowly, the gaping lips of her sex drifted 
closed once more.
     "Mmmm, to steal a quote, 'I can't believe I ate the whoooole thing.'" 
Reya giggled, and immediately dropped off to sleep. Inside, Tad was curled 
into a tight fetal position, sticky womb walls pressing against him on all 
sides. Only three of his senses seemed to work here, touch, taste and 
hearing. Smell was canceled out by the omnipresent musk of the vixen. Touch
nearly overloaded his nerves, as a constant pressure of sodden flesh slid 
and pulsed against him. Hearing was limited to the sound of Reya's heartbeat 
and breathing, sounds that relaxed him in a way Tad had never experienced. 
(Or if he had, he couldn't recall.) He found that when he closed his eyes 
and thought about where he was, he got so excited, his cock spasmed and 
painted the inside of his prison with seed. Everytime his cream touched the 
insides of his lover, she would cry out and cum forcefully! Hmm, here was a 
way he could back at Reya for this little trick... He could breathe fine, 
every breath laden with the scent of his vulpine lover.
     "Oh well...things could be worse." He mumbled, nuzzling the velvety wet 
tissue next to his cheek.

     When Tad woke up the next morning, he felt cramped...and damp. Surely 
that dream couldn't of... His eyes flew open to greet darkness. Tad reached 
out, his fingers squishing against a wall of slick tissue.
        "Oh man..." He moaned, trying to sit up. Reya woke with a start when Tad 
began moving, and rubbed her belly briskly.
        "Morning lover! Cozy? I hope so, you'll be in there for a while!" She 
murred, and giggled softly to herself. Tad shook his head, and hoped that 
wouldn't be *too* long. What about school? What about his parents? With a 
sigh, he let it go. No use worrying about something he could do nothing 
about. Might as well enjoy this...unique situation while it lasted. Tad 
shifted his hips, then began bucking against the inner wall of Reya's womb. 
Again somehow, Reya timed her orgasm to match his perfectly! They howled in 
unison, both squirting one liquid or another. That was fun for awhile, but 
when Tad's stamina ran out, there really wasn't anything to do. Reya 
couldn't hear him speak, so conversations were one-sided at best. All that 
was left was sleep...

     Several sleep periods later, (Tad didn't know what was day or night any 
longer,) the trapped human began to notice something different about 
himself. His skin was beginning to tingle and itch in a disconcerting 
way...and his face seemed different somehow. His fingernails were growing 
too quickly, as well as his body hair. What was going on?! Consciousness 
faded the day Tad felt an excruciating pain at the apex of his buttocks... A 
darkness and peace enfolded him, a shroud he had no choice but to accept. 
Adrift on a sea of sex and slick heat, Tad sank into sleep.


     Tad's parents assumed he had run away, and tried everything to get him 
back. But none of his friends had seen him, so where would he have gone? The 
police eventually ruled it an unsolved mystery. In a show of sentiment, they 
left Tad's room exactly as it was. Reya was still lounging about on the bed 
nine months after Tad had disappeared, but she'd grown quite a bit in the 
interim. Exactly nine months after 'inception,' Reya stroked her swollen 
belly and felt a stirring deep inside.
     "It's time love... Time to return to the cold cruel world." Reya 
laughed, and massaged her abdomen. Her soft paws cupped and squeezed at her 
mammoth, fluffy belly, feeling the quickening life within her. The vixen's 
contractions got stronger and stronger over the course of a few hours, and 
she dilated. Spreading around the descending bulk, Reya's vulva bulged and 
blossomed like some exotic flower... Red fur coated in birthing fluids 
appeared, followed by a muzzle and a pair of eyes. Inch by inch a body was 
forced from Reya's safe loins, vagina spasming and squirming to rid itself 
of the *huge* blockage. Reya lifted herself off the bed in the overloading 
sensations, crying out as her belly deflated. That warm mass that had 
weighed her down so deliciously for months was now oozing out onto the 
sheets... Moaning in pleasure, not in pain, Reya slowly gave birth to a five 
foot, six inch, anthro fox.
Tad lay in a puddle of thick fluids, fur matted, dazed beyond belief. Reya 
was curled around him affectionately, cuddling. She seemed bigger. Abruptly, 
the world snapped into sharp relief.
     "I'm back...but, you've grown Reya. Big as me...and you look...more 
human!" Indeed, Reya was now almost six feet tall and built like a 
voluptuous human female, but sheathed in soft crimson and white fur. She 
still had a muzzle and pointed ears, as well as her wonderful tail. Her six 
teats had turned into a pair of glorious breasts, their nipples peeking 
shyly from the thick fur. Her body felt solid, warm and alive, not like the 
plushie toy she had been before her 'pregnancy'. She nodded, and touched 
Tad's nose.
     "I'm not the only one who changed my love." Tad looked down at himself, 
and discovered he was a male replica of Reya. Black 'gloves' and 'boots' of 
fur, pads on his hands and feet, and a soft sheath over his penis... Tad 
explored his soft red pelt with his thick fingers, taking in the creamy 
white of his chest, inner arms, and thighs.
     "How?" Was all he could say, staring into her blue eyes. Reya shrugged, 
wrapping her arms around Tad.
     "Some of your humanity leaked into me, and some of my foxishness leaked 
into you. I guess. That's the only thing I can think of. I really wasn't 
thinking about this when I, um, unbirthed you, but I must say I'm very 
pleased with the results..." Tad hmmed, nodding.
     "My my my... This is going to take a little getting used to." He 
mumbled, stroking the back of one his paw-hands.
     "Know how we can start? I think you're supposed to begin with something 
familiar, so..." The vixen grinned and spread her legs; the white fur of her 
crotch and inner thighs like a lighted runway. Juice dribbled down through 
the fur, soaking it liberally. Tad smiled, feeling his new equipment respond 
to the sight and scent.
     "But what about my parents?" Tad sighed as reality came crowding back. 
"I can't hide you any longer, being that big, and there's no way I can 
conceal what's happened to me!!" Reya nuzzled him, lifting a finger to his 
     "Shush, I'll handle it. I'm the cunning one, remember? Now come 

To Be Continued...

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