This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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Celli panted, the red fox staggering through the landing of their teleportation, though it was not her that had cast it but her brother. She gulped, her stomach leaping and churning nauseatingly, but it had not been her that had cast the spell, for her twin brother was the spellcaster in the family, the one with the magical talent.
The cervitaur, Abtan, followed her, landing more carefully on his deer hooves, his human torso rising tall and proud from the chest of his deer half. It had been a difficult spell for him to cast, but...he'd had to do it. The cool of spring wrapped around both him and his twin sister, Celli, but the ruin of the home, perhaps something that had once been a cottage, rose before them, walls showing through the swirling mists.
"This is it?" She said, shifting her weight, though she still pressed a shaky hand over her mouth, her red brush twitching back and forth. "It...doesn't look like somewhere that our mother might have lived."
"It would have been some time ago, Celli," Abtan said with a small, sad smile. "But if we can find what happened to her, maybe we can see some right with the world. Come on. Let us make camp and we will look further..."
That was all they could do, for the moment, though they did not yet know whether the ruin of the cottage set on the edge of the forest was where their mother had resided, before. But they knew that they had to find answers, one way or the other, even if the timing was the worst that it could have possibly been for Celli. Her body, after all, still went through heat cycles like many red foxes, but travelling with her twin brother meant that she couldn't access the usual potions that she bought to keep it in check.
Not that that mattered too much, no... Not when Abtan had helped her with the needs of her body before too, though she had been conflicted about it. Letting her own brother mount her and take her, though nothing had come of them mating bareback... Even then, it made her breath hitch and catch in her throat, a hand going to the point of her chest, right between her breasts.
No... She would see what would happen. But being with Abtan may well have been a welcome distraction from the truths that they could find, with his dousing magic too, at the ruin. Or they might not have found any truths at all. Celli was not sure that would be any worse or any better.
"Mmmph..."
Setting her bowgun down carefully in the tent that she would share with her brother, she twisted around, lifting her tail. Even the scent of her heat, without the potions, was stronger, and the stirrings of it clawed at her, dragging their way up to the forefront of her mind. It was as if they were coming back in full force after she had suppressed them for so long but, well, it was not as if she had been around the only one that she trusted to be that close to her.
Abtan. Of course, it was her twin. Even though Celli knew that she should never have allowed him to mate with her, she thought it was okay. There were so few cases of taurs, let alone cervitaurs, being able to impregnate other species, or vice versa, so she was sure that things would mostly be okay, even if they were a living example of, well, things being possible. Mostly safe... It was a risk, however, and one that struck a strangely sick churn of excitement into the pit of her belly whenever they came together.
