As Karen Yuletide prepared to go up to her dorm room for the night and dream of a wonderful future with Peter Talbot, her dorm mate Jenny Harper was with her fiance, but other thoughts weighed heavily on her mind.
"I know none of this is my fault, but I still can't help feeling some responsibility. Do you know what I mean honey?" Jenny asked Harry Jenkins, her future husband. She was standing naked in front of the mirror in his bedroom, brushing out her normal blonde hair, before releasing her inner werevixen to check her fur and brush out her fox tail.
"I know. If our positions were reversed..." began Harry, who had just finished undressing and took some pleasure in both watching his fiance groom herself while completing his transformation into her werefox. Now completely within his own fursona, he felt his vulpine penis long to pleasure his mate.
But instead of giving in directly to his were-libido, he just walked up behind Jenny, put his paws loving around her waist, and started gently nuzzling her neck with his muzzle.
"You have always been kind and gentle. Even more so now honey," said Harry, kissing her ear tips while massaging Jenny's stiff shoulders. "This will all blow over soon and we'll be together forever, just as we should be. Man and wife, werefox and werevixen," he promised, before turning Jenny around and kissing her directly, muzzle to muzzle.
"You've always known the right thing to say and do, even before you decided to join me completely," noted Jenny, laying her head gently on his shoulder while running a paw across his furry chest. "I suppose fate has its own way of doing things, but I'm glad fate's plans include me and you being together," she said, before kissing him again.
"Will this all blow over soon though?" she asked him with concern in her voice.
"Definitely. Time is working against that jerk Wilhelm. By this moment next Saturday night, we'll be on our honeymoon."
"Which reminds me. You've never said where that will be," pointed out Jenny.
"It's a surprise I've worked out with Dad. You'll just have to wait until then my future Mrs. Jenkins," replied Harry, before kissing her again.
The two embraced in the middle of Harry's bedroom, holding each other close while continuing to trade kisses back and forth between each other, when Jenny realized, "Something's poking me," as she reached down to start caressing her fiance's werefoxhood.
"He, along with me, are just VERY happy to be with you my love," pointed out Harry, as he led her to the bed.
Jenny laid down, then held her hands out for her lover.
Harry took her paws in his, then positioned himself so there was only one place his penis could possibly go.
"Please," said Jenny, almost as much a begging request as a moan of anticipation, "make sweet, passionate love to me my darling husband to be."
"With pleasure my furry queen," said Harry with a smile on his foxy muzzle, as his vulpine cock slowly entered her moist depths.
Jenny raised her hips up to welcome her lover's appendage further inside, then wrapped her legs around Harry's lower extremities to make sure he wasn't going anywhere for a while (as if!) as she felt his top knot secure its place within her.
"Can you just stay right where you are and let me enjoy the moment?" she asked, vixen eyes looking deep into his dark orbs.
"With pleasure darling," said Harry, flexing his cock just enough so both could acknowledge where it was as he put his arms around his mate and began kissing her again.
"I just want to forget everything but us," said Jenny, feeling the comfortable presence of his body weight upon her. "I have had it with everyone back in Alabama. When my time on this earth is done, I don't even want to be buried there, despite the fact there is a family plot big enough to handle several generations of Harpers. I may be Jennifer Harper, but soon I will be Mrs. Jennifer Jenkins," she said, altering the beginning of the mantra Doctor Frances Twist gave her. Then she added her own lines. "Harold Jenkins is the only man and werefox I ever have, do, or ever will love. He is mine and I am his for all eternity. We will have many happy centuries together. We will grow old together as our family fills our den and their own with many generations of kits, grandkits, and great grandkits."
"Most definitely," agreed Harry, nuzzling her fur lovingly again as he slowly moved his hips at times to keep his cock at its current peak of arousal.
"My life/mate bond is to him alone, and his to mine. My werefox and his werevixen are one, now and forever!" she declared.
Harry Jenkins was enjoying the moment. His vulpine tail wagging excitedly with each thrust into his mate.
He saw the smile and look of love on his fiance's muzzled face, before Jenny whispered, "More, please," she requested, trying to move her hips.
"Always," he said in return.
Soon they established a steady rhythm, the only thing on their minds was becoming one as physically as they were emotionally.
"Yes..." moaned Jennifer, tightening her legs further around Harry. "Show me just how much you love me, my handsome mate," she begged, momentarily forgetting her troubles as she gave in to her werevixen libido once more.
Their tails began beating in unison against the mattress in time with their bodies.
Harry started caressing Jenny's ample bosom as he teased her nipples with his fingers.
"NOW!" declared Jenny, as she kissed him ardently.
Harry wasted no time and with just a couple of additional thrusts, the couple shuddered in ecstasy as they shared mutual orgasms together.