The smell of Cole’s mess of spilled cum and scattered meat slowly begin to seep out of the kitchen, as the foxy boy snoozed. Seeping out through the cat flap in their door, it soon began to fill their backyard. The alien aroma of human and fox mixing together was enough to scare away most stray animals. Most, but not all.
As the smell hit the bushes at the edge of their property, it garnered the attention of a fellow fox. Having stalked through the neighbourhood on the hunt for a meal, the red fox paused as the scent hit his nose. It was strange to the animal, but in a good way. A promise of a meal and a good time, nothing he would deny. Licking his muzzle, he slowly began to follow his nose, stepping out of the bushes and into the moonlight. He was a large fox and despite his fur being scruffy, he was a beautiful specimen, straight out of one of Cole’s books. In a strange twist of fate, he even shared the exact same fur pattern as the boy’s plush.
Each step brought him closer to the house and with each inch, the smell of sex slowly dominated the meat. Inside the fox’s head, the battle between the want for food and the need to mate raged on. By the time he reached the door, the tip of his red rocket had left his fat sheath, showing which part had won.
Finding where the smell came from, he did not debate too long and squeezed himself through the flap. It caused some slight problems, since it was meant for smaller animals, but he managed in the end.
Once inside he froze in his tracks at the sight he found. A human kit… no, not anymore. The delicious and tempting smell came from the creature in front of him, which currently was rubbing its rear against a fake fox. Stalking closer, until his muzzle was only an inch away from the swollen black pucker or the creature, the fox took a deep breath.
A deep rumble started to blossom in his chest as more of his cock started to emerge, the smell was going right to his groin. As he breathed out, the hot air caused the hole to twitch harder, practically begging for some action and without waiting further, he closed the remaining distance. Pressing his nose against it, he took in the young and virile smell of fox. Then, without wasting more time, he dragged his hot tongue right across it, earning a sleeping moan from the boy. A single lick was enough to make the fox’s eyes widen, before he licked more eagerly, wanting more of the surprisingly good taste of the boy.