"HEY!" I take out an earbud. "HEY! YOU!" I take out the other and get an earful of a voice just bursting with energy. A little too much energy, to where you backup to give it some space and that's just from her voice. A fox girl bounces into my line of sight. Sliding across my desk with her big dark fox ears ruffling on the wood. She has the biggest grin, the kind only a puppy has when they are given a treat. A pure smile. I shift my head away from my hand and let my arm fall. The fox girl smiles even brighter like a nuclear reactor going critical now that she knows my gaze is fixated on her and her jubilant blue eyes, two little windows into the gorgeous swell of cherenkov radiation blowing out from her energetic spirit. But then something very soft presses against the side of my arm, two cushions actually. I turn my head to see a billowing chest straining against a black sweatshirt. I'm so dumbfounded at how nice they feel and look that I don't realize that it's my arm that is pressed up against her breasts, it's like the strangest game of limbo and where my arm is the bar, her neck has made it, but her well endowed chest hasn't. The fox girl winks and I quickly withdraw my arm and try to stifle a blush. "Hey!" She grabs my arm and softly rubs it. "Don't worry! They get in the way of so many things!" I nod and look away trying to pretend nothing had happened. The fox girl taps my hand with her finger like it's a drum. "Buuuuuut, is this seat taken?" Her blue eyes look up at me from my desk. She's surprisingly flexible, her fox tail brushes against my side causing me to silently gasp at how fluffy it is. It is the embodiment of the word. A thick syrupy feeling of relief begins to flow through my blood just from it grazing my clothes. My mind goes fuzzy and dull. Everything slows down. The fox girl's tail wags back, brushing across my side again. My vision flashes white and I would be knocked to the floor if it weren't for me sitting already. It feels like the first gust of warm air in the wind after a near eternal winter. A fragile thing even more meek than the snowflakes that had fallen before it. It demands all of your attention without a single demand. You want to follow it and feel more of its splendor. The way it touches your body, kissing it with its warm, fragile lips. "Hey? You're really out of it? Did you not get much sleep?" It takes another split second for me to shake off the hypnotizing spell of her tail. "Oh? I'm fine." "Is this seat taken?" Her head turns on its side playfully. That same cheery smile blasting my eyes with her light. "Not yet." "Not yet? Hah! Good answer." She plops down and my eyes stick to her tail wagging back and forth just above the carpet. Seemingly immune to all the dust beneath it. As if God himself is protecting it from their scourge. I take a deep breath and look back at my notebook. The aftershocks from the fox girl's tail are beginning to hit. I feel cold and my bones ring like I'm a bell. I grit my teeth and focus on controlling my breathing. The allure of her fox tail should pass. It'll be normal again. "Hey? What are you doing sitting in the front anyway?" "What?" "Well, usually most everyone doesn't want to be caught dead in the front row. Because the professor basically just eye fucks you the entire lecture." She even mimics it with her hands. Her fox ears shake along with her hair swaying side to side as she does it. She gets a little too into it and gets distracted by really going at it with her hands. Thankfully she catches herself, "are you sitting up here because on average people do better if they sit in the front?" "Yeah?" "Ohhhh! That's smart. I'm not… super… smart? Like I'm not… dumb… but… you get me right?" "Right." The fox girl grabs my arm and shakes it happily like I'm her dad and I've agreed to buy her a stuffed animal. Would it be weird to buy a fox girl a stuffed fox? "Great! We can work together! You want my number?" My mind freezes. This a trick right? "I don't really know you…" "Yes you do!" "Do I?" I look at her for a minute, before a light bulb flashes in my head. "Kiri?" "Bingo!" "Bu--" She puts a finger on my lips. "Did you miss me?" "How long has it been?" "Obviously too long." Kiri's tail is really wagging now. I can feel it blow gusts of air against my cheek like she's already peppering kisses on my skin. "I was so excited when I saw you!" "Me too." "Really? Was it because…" She leans in close and slides a hand across my shoulder and gently holds it. Her palm is cool and silky. Her hand braces the underside of her sweatshirt and pushes her chest up. My heart skips a beat when I see her enormous cleavage punch against the cloth. My heart stops when the zipper shudders from the pressure, it slides down perhaps half an inch. Revealing a lake of milky skin with a dark endless canyon in the middle. I want nothing more than to rub my face against that glittering silky skin that glows even in the light of the classroom. My jaw opens a little as my fantasies run wild. I imagine the heft of them on my chest while Kiri snuggles me. I wonder what they would feel like when I pull her a little closer and they squish up against me. "It was… wasn't it, Anon?" Kiri smiles happily. "I developed nicely since elementary school, don't you think so?" I turn away again and look anywhere but at Kiri. "You used to call my fox ears, 'kite ears' because they were as big as my head and I was so small." "And you would steal my fruit snacks and force me to run after you to get them back, " I say. Kiri laughs and taps my nose. "I'm still pretty flight of foot, you know." Her thigh rubs up against mine as she plays footsie with my shoes. Her jeans rub up against my side, like sandpaper sending tingles through my nerves. I can't even see the little Kiri who was honestly kind of annoying back in elementary school. Back then she was just as energetic and friendly, but she was small. Kiri's fox ears flap a little as she tries to stifle a giggle as I push my shoe against her's. All I can see is a stunning fox girl who might have been little Kiri at one point or another long ago. But deep down it is still very much Kiri in there, I can see puberty was very kind to her. Her alone curves make me swoon. She raises her thigh and presses it down against my leg. I inhale sharply when I feel its pliant flesh press down softly. It's like she walks on legs of clouds. Fitting seeing how fast she is. Kiri's hips fill out the entire chair. Generous lines that push outwards, like she was made to be as entrancing as possible. I knew fox girls grew up to be beautiful but I never knew they could be like this. I mean as a little kid I remember Kiri being pretty. As much as a third grader can, at that point I just remembered she had really nice eyes. Simple as that, I just thought they looked pretty. Kiri flashes a knowing smile at me, as if she knows I'm enjoying a bit of nostalgia. Those starry blue eyes would always smile at me when she would play catch with me. Her ears would rise up as if trying to catch the ball themselves, and would flatten themselves with momentary sadness when she dropped the ball. But within seconds they'd be back up from the endless good spirit Kiri had, I think there were very few instances where she was sad for more than a few seconds. That kind of innocent pure happiness is hard to come by now. As you get older, life gets harder, emotions get harsher. A lot of kids start out happy but become almost calloused by the end of their early school life. Call it angst, if you want but I don't think Kiri even knows the word. She squirms in her chair next to me. Rhythmically wiggling to an invisible beat. Her chest billowing in bouncing arcs. Her thick thighs rubbing up against me. But then something else begins coming to me, how nice much I missed that kind of spirit. Most of the people I've met were "happy" but not as heart swelling, blood rushing, wide smiling, and loving life as happy as Kiri is. My heart swoons as I realize how much I have truly missed her. She's almost an icon of a different time, a forgotten era, where things were simple and the world still held so much charm. Kiri hasn't lost it but gained it. Forget her body, devoid of that, Kiri is just so enjoyable to be around. I frown at my swelling emotions, I've seen her for… what… five minutes now? Yet I already am under her spell of charismatic cheer? Her energy spreads so easily, it's electrifying. It's like the world has its saturation turned up and suddenly everything is going to be okay. "Hey… Kiri… do you want to hang out sometime?" "Oh! Anon!" Kiri hugs my chest. I jump from surprise but quickly seat myself again when I feel her fox girl chest press up against me. If her energy was electrifying, and this may sound shallow, but her body is shocking like a bolt of lightning. Her head rubs up against mine. Her silky dark tresses waving down in cool little caresses. They run down my cheek, my shoulders, my chest, and cause havoc on my brain. Her soft chest presses into my arm. Her cleavage lining up so my arm is almost swallowed up between her breasts, as if Kiri is so happy to see me, her entire body has turned to fulfill her mission of expressing it. My arm is only stopped by the cloth of her sweatshirt. Kiri's cheek grazes against mine. It is how I'd imagine the morning light to feel like. It's refreshing and wet with boundless joy and potential for the future. It helps your spirit to grow confident and march with a stride. That future blossoms in the heavenly blue of her eyes looking up at me. Sparkles of what can only be described as glitter dancing wildly inside her irises. I wonder what they truly hold inside their wondrous magic. They glow with confidence. Confidence is hot. Happy confidence is even more so. "You didn't answer, my question Kiri." She sticks out her tongue, it's inches away from my lips. If I could ju-- "Yes, Anon." We meet at her dorm room. She opens the door and immediately jumps onto her bed. Her room is decorated as you expect. A little too close to what you'd expect. Clean without a single thing out of place. The cliche Christmas lights over a desk. Flowery bed with stuffed animals, a stuffed fox next to her. It's a little too perfect. It makes you wonder if something is up like when someone gives you a forced smile. Sure you could trust it, but… Kiri smiles, "don't just stand there." I look around for a chair or something. "No! Anon! Lie down next to me!" I gingerly set myself next to her and stare at the ceiling. My heart is beating fast and I have no idea what to do. Suddenly Kiri throws a hand over my side and hugs me tight. "Tell me, Anon. Did you really miss me?" "I did." "I missed you too. I really liked you back then." "You did?" "Yeah." I wince when her hand slides underneath my shirt and runs itself across my chest. Leaving an icy trail behind its silky softness, a trail that quickly melts into a burning streak of tingles that make me dizzy with how good they feel. Her sheets are so soft below me, so comfortable, but what is even more soft and comfortable is Kiri's touch. It's as if she sucks out all and anything bad with a simple glance of her skin across mine. "Do you like that, Anon?" I murmur out, "yes." "Good… good…" Kiri brings her other hand up to my scalp and begins to scratch it with great care. Starting at the sides and circling the center before dashing across it, like a fox would stalk its prey. My breathing flutters as I am seized by an odd sensation. The syrupy peacefulness of calm with the electrifying, muscle tightening jolts of ecstasy. My body shifts from this cool to hot indefinitely, billowing up into the steamy feeling rushing through my mind. I start to close my eyes. "No, Anon? Don't close your eyes. Look at me instead." I turn to look and my eyes widen. Kiri slowly unzips her sweatshirt. Her breasts bounce forward in their bra. Itching to just press themselves against me with all of their soft pliant splendor. She pulls off her sweatshirt to reveal a flat, toned midriff that swings out into her exquisite mind melting hips. They flare out fairly early and I can see that her jeans leave a curve of hip visible just above the waist. I want nothing more than to grab her hips and hold her close. Kiri rolls herself on top of me. Playfully covering my face with her sweatshirt. I raise my hand only to suddenly feel a soft bite of her mouth on it. "Leave the sweatshirt on, I want you to feel this first." Kiri begins to rub her hands on my skin again. The same steaming feeling of calm ecstasy flowing through me again as if every spot she touches forms lakes of it. It gets better. I feel her dig her teeth into my shirt. Her breathing wetting the skin beneath the end of my shirt. She begins to slowly draw it up as she holds my arms down. It's excruciating and slow but causes me to wirth with tingles that take my breath away. "Anon, be still." I start to hold myself in place but Kiri does it for me when she decides to just pull my shirt off with one hand and undo her bra with the other. I hear the strap coming undone. It pierces through my dreamy stupor. It might as well have been an alarm as my blood rushes to their battle stations. My body going into high alert. I feel my cock beginning to get hard just from the excitement. It's near unbearable and something I wish I could somehow save in a jar to experience at some other time. It's a high that cannot be matched. The wonder at what the future brings. You know what will happen, you just don't know how. But that doesn't matter, all you want to do is enjoy the ride and everything that comes with it. This high cracks your shell of stoicism and lets you feel giddy from your head to your toes. And I just know Kiri's blue eyes are glowing with a smile, she's just as excited as I am judging from how much noise her fox tail makes while wagging. She presses her chest against me. Her nipples form the impact site and try to dig into my skin and when they fail the rest of her breasts crash down around them. In a soft ring that spreads out like drops of water in a lake. Ripples of tenuous ecstasy running outwards, blowing snowflakes of gossamer into your nerves. Where your nerves cheer happily and play in this snow. Kiri takes a single breath and I feel her breasts press against me. It's better than I ever could have imagined. They billow like clouds, yet push heartily. They move like fog, yet sit heavy. They are cool like ice, yet kiss warmly. I feel Kiri slowly rush up to my face. She hooks a single finger under the edge of the sweatshirt and lifts it. Letting in cool air to help calm my burning dream. She lays her lips against mine, leaving the sweatshirt to cover my eyes but claiming my lips from its cover with her kiss. It's a hungry kiss that pushes into you. You can feel it spike through your head and run off into the vastness of the universe, it holds you in a fit of wonder. Making sure you know everything is going to be alright. Kiri gets sick of waiting and just throws the jacket off and lunges at me hungrily. Our tongues dance as she takes my hand and shoves it into her cleavage. As she prolongs our first kiss, refusing to let go for the world, she pushes my hand into her jeans. I feel the silky fabric of her panties and the peeking touch of her most intimate part. I break the kiss when I gasp and blush from my embarrassment. Kiri's smiling eyes frown for a split second before smiling again after figuring out a suitable punishment. Another kiss. A soft moan reverberates from her lungs. Her breathing is fast and uncontrollable. "Anon? Do you like kimonos?" "I think they're cute." Kiri smiles brighter than ever. I'd cover my eyes if they weren't feeling her up. Her fox tail is a blur of excitement. Her eyes scream with happiness. Her hips wiggling from side to side. She really is just a bundle of energy isn't she? "OHMIGOSHTHAT'SGREATILOVETHEMTOODOYOUWANTMETOWEARONE?" I smile and nod. Kiri pulls herself down and off the bed, but not before my hard on grazes the inside her jeans. Her eyes widen from surprise and she squeals from surprise. That surprise quickly turning into more fuel to feed her jubilant mood. Kiri smirks and bites her lower lip. She pulls down my pants quick as a flash and throws my underwear aside. Kiri lets out a quiet moan as she swoons from desire. "This will feel really good, Anon." Kiri sheathes my cock with her mounds of titflesh. She holds her hands against the sides to make them more shapely which only serves to maximize the amount of her grand chest pressing against my cock with the most pressure she can conjure. My entire cock is lost in that endless space between her mountains. She smiles at my sharp intake of breath as she slowly lifts them up and down. Still my cock can't be seen at all, entirely hidden by her bountiful femininity. To call them a wondrous rubbing by two silk pillows filled with nothing but unhampered fox girl lust would be a disservice. This is something else entirely. Kiri figures out that as she comes down if she squeezes her chest it coaxes a gasp from me everything without fail. I have never had a hard on this strong before. All the blood in my body runs down to it, to where it is almost painful, but not to worry as the heavenly sensation of her paizuri devastates my nerves with their flood of pleasure. "S-Slow down… please!" She begins to rub harder and faster against my cock. Wet plapping of her skin against my crotch begins to be audible. My eyes roll back into my head as she puts my balls in between her impossibly endowed fox girl breasts. "Do you like that, Anon?" I nod as I pant from a fever from pressure building in my loins. "Say, yes." "Y-Yes…" "Say, yes, Kiri." I arch my back as she suddenly slows and presses her breasts tight around my cock, then my back falls as she resumes her grand speed and rhythm from before. "Y-Yes… Kiri." "Good boy." My entire world becomes a flurry of sparks as I cum in between her breasts. Before I was too inebriated by pleasure to do anything, but now I buck my hips, filling her cleavage with white. Her breasts still have my cock somewhere between them, but some white drips down and some pools on top near her collarbone. I lay back panting and gasping for air. Within no time Kiri is cleaned up and in bed next to me. My hand grazes a swath of silk just barely covering her waist. A tiny skirt that her thighs explode out from underneath leggings covering their skin. Her kimono is wrapped around her arms and midriff and from the top? Like a waterfall her breasts flow forward, perpetually falling out of her kimono yet never moving forward. Her nipples press out boldly against the silk. Her fox ears tickle my forehead as she begins to kiss my neck and collarbone. "Anon, you would say you have good stamina right?" "Right." "You know I can be a little fast, right?" "Right." "Make sure to keep up with me." She runs her finger underneath my chin. "You're so cute that I wouldn't want you to get lost along the way." Kiri reveals her pussy underneath her skirt, dripping onto the bed. "I am going to milk you dry." "R-Right." "Good boy." She mounts me, straddling my hips and pressing her generously thick thighs against the outsides of my hips. I enter her boiling folds and like her breasts had greedily pulled me in between them, so does her pussy. Massaging and caressing my cock with her slick folds. It encourages a budding pressure to boil inside of me as she brings her hips up and down. I grasp her hips as she presses her hands against my chest. Keeping me down as she smuggly looks down. Pleased with the treasure she has found. Her hips are softer than I ever would have imagined. It makes me wonder if all fox girls are made of clouds. I buck my hips and find our rhythm together in no time at all. Kiri moans and little beads of sweat form on her forehead. She's desperate not to break before me. Judging from how wet she is getting, that may be sooner than she would have liked. I buck my hips harder and thrust deeper into her. Much to her chagrin, but more so to her mind melting pleasure. I feel Kiri's insides begin to spasm as she tries to keep herself together but finds her resolve melting into nothing but pleasure. The way her hair bounces up and down in perfect tune with the skirt of her kimono. Her skin is softer than silk but I still love the way her kimono's skirt just barely covers her thighs. Her breasts pour forward, almost beading over the front of her kimono but never finding it. Her perfect blue eyes roll back in her head as her mouth lolls open only little moans and squeals of pleasure coming from it now. She cums and hugs my cock with all her strength. I empty my load into her, a bit shooting out from the pressure onto her kimono. A white streak just marking the dark silk. We both pant and try to catch our breaths. Kiri sticks a finger in the white load and tastes it, smiling as she sucks on her finger. "I regret wasting all of that cum from before now…" I run my hand across her tail and feel the fluff and the same ecstasy from when it grazed my side flow into my hand in an even stronger amount. Suddenly Kiri flips over and lands her tail on my face. I grab the edges with my hands. The sheer feeling of comfort and ecstasy I get from her tail makes my teeth stand on edge, buzzing with the overflow of sensations. It only gets worse when she mounts me reverse cow girl. The tail bounces up and down as she does so. Kiri has found her trick to keep me more "docile" as she has her way with me. All she has to do is give me access to her tail and all is fine. I'm perfectly good with it too, I get the amazing soul lifting fluff of her tail and the physical electrification of her sex. I hug her tail a little harder and it stays in place as Kiri pistons slowly on my cock. She looks back with a seductive smile. She is going to keep me on edge for as long as possible. Watch me squirm a little bit before letting me cum. My hips buck upwards as the pressure building inside of me hits a peak and tries to explode into her womb. They buck again and again, desperate and wanting nothing more than to let loose. Her tail presses against my lips, kissing them to muffle my frustrated cries. My balls tense and want nothing more than to pump what is now quickly becoming a near stressful delivery. I wirth under the way she keeps me on edge. Kiri eyes have started to become ever so glassy as she is lost in the pleasure as well. I silently pray she is lost so much in it, she forgets her little stunt. The only thing I can empty into her womb are thick globs of pre. I hump and throw ropes of it deep into her womb. But it's not good enough, my overly sensitive glands simply can't be satisfied like that, and they absolutely explode when they are allowed to be satisfied. Letting lose a thick flood of white, deep into Kiri. She falls next to me, glowing with satisfaction. I would be limp with it, if it weren't for the way her breasts fall to her sides ever so slightly. Leaving a wide valley open in her cleavage. Her hips are still angled up to receive. White drips out of her pussy as she shudders from her release. I get on my knees and grab her hips. Kiri winks as she approves of my actions. I enter her folds and push myself against her. Kiri's back arches against the bed as the overwhelming feeling of me entering her sensitive post orgasm folds and the way her breasts squash against my chest. She is already so full but her legs wrap around my back desperate for more. I can feel her cum flowing out more and more around me. Little squirts leaking out as I pump my cock in and out. Feeling her thick globs of fox girl cum pool at the back of my cock head. As if wanting me to stay in as much as possible. The sweat gleams on Kiri's head as our love making reaches a fever peak. Our bodies move in complete harmony as she moans. "NOW!" I empty my load and fall limp. Kiri's folds squeeze and spasm trying to milk me dry but falling to the pleasure of the experience. Kiri takes a final breath before resting beneath me. We lay there in a hot sticky mess. She smiles and kisses my forehead. Those beautiful blue eyes just looking back up at me. A happy reunion.