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"writing": "BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP WAKE UP IDIOT, IT'S YOUR MORNING CALL, MOVE YOUR A- \n\nTails slammed his clenched fist down on his alarm clock. Thankfully it was on his bed, instead of the desk, otherwise he would have pulverized the poor thing. The mobian fox stretched his arms into the air, rolled to his side, and pushed his legs outward as well. His body seemed to work fine, though he swears he could do with a small nap, he had gotten a healthy eight hours of sleep. \n\nHis orangish yellow fur was a little roughed up, unkempt, as he had woken from stressful dream. He swung himself to the left and stepped onto the carpet floor, making little curls with his paw-like feet. From his left foot to the right, he continued to play with the ground until his secondary alarm began to call...\n\nWAKE UP YOU LAZY F- \n\nThe fox turned, let his tech cannon materialize around his hand, and blasted the alarm clock off with a concussive blast. Non-lethal to any mobian around, it still blew away the poor device. Screws and panels spread out like shrapnel, but came nowhere near as close as needed to do any real harm. \n\n\"......well at least I have something to repair later on.\" The cannon dematerialized as he spoke, and he rubbed his sore wrist. \"I should find a way to lower the recoil on this thing.\"\n\nHe flourished his two big tails and cracked his back by turning his body left, then right, feeling each pop of his bones and then some. Tails reached downward and placed his digits around his paw-like toes, stretching and showing off his rear-end to whatever prying eyes might be inside his bedroom. He raised himself back up, felt his back realign itself with several pops, and concluded that he was too old and being an adult sucked...at 25 heliocycles...or years. \n\nFinally leaving his bedroom he walked into his bathroom, just to the left of his bedroom door, and stepped inside. The fox stepped in front of his mirror, looked at himself in his reflection, and winced. \"Ug...my fur is a mess.\" He turned towards his shower and stepped within range of it's knobs. \n\nHot water, mixed with a little cold, creating less than scolding but steamy relief. The fox gracefully stepped into the shower, one foot at a time, and felt the cascade of water pelting his messed up fur. It drenched him down, his muscles untensing, and his bones becoming almost malleable. It nearly dropped the fox to his knees, but he managed to keep himself upright. Tails reached over toward a bar of soap and he grasped it with ease. \n\n\"Mmmm Hmmm Hm Hmmm\" He hummed a tune, rubbing the soap under his arms and across his chest. Soapy suds descend from his upper torso down to his belly and across his thighs. Aided by the flow of water he cleaned away yesterday's plight and fortified himself for today's trials. He pulled his left tail over and began to meticulously brush, comb, and wash the fluffy butt appendage till he was satisfied. Then he produced his right tail and performed the same concise ritual in cleaning the big fluffy extension. \n\nOnce both were clean he took a kneeling stance and washed over his legs. He worked on the right thigh and down his ankle till he could touch his paw-like toes. He spread them out and scrubbed in between each digit to keep them nice and healthy. Tails then worked on his left thigh, down his ankle, between the toes, and both were rinsed free of the soap in seconds. \n\nOf course, he couldn't clean every bit of himself while forgetting the most important part of himself. His head. He reached over and set the bar of fluff covered soap on the stand. Tails then poured some shampoo into his bare hands and rubbed it all over his head. A big bulk of soapy suds were produced by the combination of water and soap. It completely covered his head, except for his black fox nose. After a satisfactory scrub of his entire noggin, he brought his head back into the brunt of the hot water and let himself be rinsed off. The combination of shampoo and body soap made them indistinguishable from each other. \n\n\"Oh, right.\" \n\nTails nearly forgot to was between his legs and looked down to find his personal fox-hood just drenched in water. He smiled and re-equiped the bar of soap. Each motion of the cleaning bar was done to exact perfection. From the triangle flat on the right, to the left, from his waistline, then the entire package. He ensured not a single inch of him left untouched by the divine might of cleanliness, for the shower was a holy place where beings got clean and not dirty. \n\nBoth of his hands, after relinquishing the soap to the stand, wrapped around the knobs and he turned the flow of water off. All the remained was his soaked form, steaming from the rivers of heat running down him. Tails stepped out of his shower, onto a mat, and grabbed a towel to rough dry himself. He ruffled the heavy towel over his head, around his arms and body, between his legs and down to his toes. The fox then tethered the towel around his waist, like a toga, and then picked up his hair dryer from the counter-top nearby. \n\nA roar of hot wind, flowing through each strand of fur, ruined all the dampness and blew away stray water droplets. Dry, warm, clean. Tails turned off the air-dryer and picked up his toothbrush. \n\nHe put some paste on the bristles and began to deep clean his fox teeth, gums, everything he could to keep himself clean and healthy. Scrubbing, brushing, toothpaste turned to bubbles within his maw. He swished it all and spat it out into the sink. Tails then turned on the water and rinsed his brush clean. Lastly he uncapped a bottle of mouthwash and took a swig of it into his maw. He sealed his lips and swished it thoroughly. The minty cinnamon taste was present, as was a slight burn, but he kept thirty seconds in his head and spat it out into the running water. \n\nLast thing on the list was his ears. Armed with q-tips he expertly cleaned inside his fox ears, happily humming a song as he finished his list of tasks involved in the cleanse of his body. He wiped away steam on his bathroom mirror and looked into it. Everything was perfect once more. \"Ah, much better!\" He gave his reflection a thumbs up and headed out of the bathroom.\n\nTails headed into his living room and plopped onto the sofa. He knew he had to repair that alarm clock, but his motivation had gone from 100% to a flat 0% in less than two seconds. He fluttered his two tails and adjusted his shoulders. \"Some Ice Cream would be wonderful...\" Upon pondering it further, he concluded something else would be better. \"...or a deep tissue massage.\"\n\nThe fox rolled onto his back and found his human-like member flop unenthusiastically to one side. He poked it a couple times, seeing if it would come to life, then gently flicked the meat of his shaft to see it bounce a little. \"Ducking Bell, it's been a while since I had some fun with this thing. Maybe I should keep the workshop closed for today and just fool around for the day.\" He wrapped his right hand around his length and began to stroke it up and down. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. \"Wouldn't mind company either...\" The fox closed his eyes and procured a firm grip on his shaft. \n\n\"...Maybe my home is infested with very touchy-grabby tentacles that slam me in every hole that I have.\" His words conjured the fiercest number of slimy purple tentacles that rose from darkness around the sofa. They merged closer and closer, wiggling their wet tips closer to his clean body. \"Then again...that would require a lot of clean up. No one ever asks where all the slime and tentacle cum goes...or comes from...\" Just like that the illusion shattered to him just holding onto his pulsing member. \n\n\"...Oh, I know, I order a pizza and the delivery guy is a strapping horse with a sizable cock just...waiting for me to get a taste of.\" The fox smiled and started stroking himself off again. \"...Yeaaaah, he's got big hands to hold my noggin. Just bobbing up and down and...\" His imagination shifted the environment once more, as he envisioned having his chest pushed into the ground with one hand and his ass pulled upward by his tails. \"...S...So rough, and commanding~\" Tails thought, as his paw-digits curled from his nerves and internal buttons being smashed. \"...Aah...he just...so....\" Then reality struck him like a slippery fish. Such size difference would be bad. \n\nTails grit his teeth and stopped masturbating. He watched as reality curled in and the pulsing erection disappeared like a magician at the end of a show. \"...Eesh, that was a bad thought.\" The fox wrapped his hand around his member once again and took it slow. \"Okay...okay...just a little playing here...\" \n\nHe felt himself get closer and closer to the edge, then he stopped and tried to relax a little more. \"...Okay okay, not that fast. I want to make it last.\" He picked up again and rubbed his right thumb over the top of his cock, almost petting it. \"Hm...oh! I can call for help!\" Tails proclaimed, as he tapped on the side of his right glove and materialized a cellular phone into his hands. Tails was about to call up Sonic for aid but ran the conversation in his head. \n\n\"Sonic! It's been a long time but I need your help in jerking off.\" \n\nThe fox felt a twinge of embarrassment slither down his spine and he tossed the phone in a fit of discomforting, stress filled, depression. \n\nKNOCK KNOCK KNOCK \n\nThe knocks on his house door caused the fox to flinch. He wrapped a towel around his waist, bit his inner cheek to induce a painful retreat of his erection, and walked over to the door. He undid the brass latches and opened the front door. \"Hello?\" \n\nThere was no one at the door, he looked up and found that it was the neighbor's door that was knocked on. He felt the fire of his arousal start to get to him. He shut the door to his home, locked it tight, and put his hands over his head. \"Uggg...I need something.\" The fox rushed into his bedroom and jumped onto his bed. He turned to face the ceiling and reached under his towel. The once dead member had risen once more. His cock was a pulsing mess, leaking pre-cum down the underbelly of his member. \n\nTails closed his eyes and grit his teeth, wrapping his bare hand around his cock and just left himself with blank nothingness in his mind. His vision cleared and he tried remembering what his friend Pip once said. \n\n\"Sometimes it's not about the most outragous kink or some super sex. Vanilla is a flavor all on it's own, and is just as delicious as any other.\" \n\nThe fox found the wisdom calming, as he scooted up onto his bed and laid his head on a pillow. He calmed down and started to stroke his member calmly. \"Okay...normal stuff...\" He huffed and opened his eyes, looking at his hand rubbing up and down his length. \"Aah, that feels so good!~\" He thrust his hips up into his own hand's grasp and blushed deep in his cheeks. \"Oooh...Aaah....Th...There it isss~!\" He huffed and felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure wash over his body, as he bucked one last time into his hand, before letting go. \n\n\"Aah! AAAH\" He clenched his teeth and felt his balls clench up. His inner button felt pressed and smashed, as his cock fired multiple ropes of hot cum into the air. Each splat fell onto his belly, his muzzle, and over his head. The back of his wall got a nice blast from his first shot. He them watched the drool of cum slither down his member and onto his lap. \"Aah...nngg....mmmmfff...aaa....G...Goodness that was amazing~ I haven't had a climax like that in quite some time...\" \n\nTails smiled and rubbed up a little bit of his own batter, bringing it to his lips and lapping up the spunk with a blush in his cheek. \"What would I give to have a partner.\" \n\nThe fox closed his eyes and let out a soft huff. He felt himself start to relax in his mess. \n\n\"...I really should get a shower.....\"\n\n\n\n"
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Non-lethal to any mobian around, it still blew away the poor device. Screws and panels spread out like shrapnel, but came nowhere near as close as needed to do any real harm. \n\n\"......well at least I have something to repair later on.\" The cannon dematerialized as he spoke, and he rubbed his sore wrist. \"I should find a way to lower the recoil on this thing.\"\n\nHe flourished his two big tails and cracked his back by turning his body left, then right, feeling each pop of his bones and then some. Tails reached downward and placed his digits around his paw-like toes, stretching and showing off his rear-end to whatever prying eyes might be inside his bedroom. He raised himself back up, felt his back realign itself with several pops, and concluded that he was too old and being an adult sucked...at 25 heliocycles...or years. \n\nFinally leaving his bedroom he walked into his bathroom, just to the left of his bedroom door, and stepped inside. The fox stepped in front of his mirror, looked at himself in his reflection, and winced. \"Ug...my fur is a mess.\" He turned towards his shower and stepped within range of it's knobs. \n\nHot water, mixed with a little cold, creating less than scolding but steamy relief. The fox gracefully stepped into the shower, one foot at a time, and felt the cascade of water pelting his messed up fur. It drenched him down, his muscles untensing, and his bones becoming almost malleable. It nearly dropped the fox to his knees, but he managed to keep himself upright. Tails reached over toward a bar of soap and he grasped it with ease. \n\n\"Mmmm Hmmm Hm Hmmm\" He hummed a tune, rubbing the soap under his arms and across his chest. Soapy suds descend from his upper torso down to his belly and across his thighs. Aided by the flow of water he cleaned away yesterday's plight and fortified himself for today's trials. He pulled his left tail over and began to meticulously brush, comb, and wash the fluffy butt appendage till he was satisfied. Then he produced his right tail and performed the same concise ritual in cleaning the big fluffy extension. \n\nOnce both were clean he took a kneeling stance and washed over his legs. He worked on the right thigh and down his ankle till he could touch his paw-like toes. He spread them out and scrubbed in between each digit to keep them nice and healthy. Tails then worked on his left thigh, down his ankle, between the toes, and both were rinsed free of the soap in seconds. \n\nOf course, he couldn't clean every bit of himself while forgetting the most important part of himself. His head. He reached over and set the bar of fluff covered soap on the stand. Tails then poured some shampoo into his bare hands and rubbed it all over his head. A big bulk of soapy suds were produced by the combination of water and soap. It completely covered his head, except for his black fox nose. After a satisfactory scrub of his entire noggin, he brought his head back into the brunt of the hot water and let himself be rinsed off. The combination of shampoo and body soap made them indistinguishable from each other. \n\n\"Oh, right.\" \n\nTails nearly forgot to was between his legs and looked down to find his personal fox-hood just drenched in water. He smiled and re-equiped the bar of soap. Each motion of the cleaning bar was done to exact perfection. From the triangle flat on the right, to the left, from his waistline, then the entire package. He ensured not a single inch of him left untouched by the divine might of cleanliness, for the shower was a holy place where beings got clean and not dirty. \n\nBoth of his hands, after relinquishing the soap to the stand, wrapped around the knobs and he turned the flow of water off. All the remained was his soaked form, steaming from the rivers of heat running down him. Tails stepped out of his shower, onto a mat, and grabbed a towel to rough dry himself. He ruffled the heavy towel over his head, around his arms and body, between his legs and down to his toes. The fox then tethered the towel around his waist, like a toga, and then picked up his hair dryer from the counter-top nearby. \n\nA roar of hot wind, flowing through each strand of fur, ruined all the dampness and blew away stray water droplets. Dry, warm, clean. Tails turned off the air-dryer and picked up his toothbrush. \n\nHe put some paste on the bristles and began to deep clean his fox teeth, gums, everything he could to keep himself clean and healthy. Scrubbing, brushing, toothpaste turned to bubbles within his maw. He swished it all and spat it out into the sink. Tails then turned on the water and rinsed his brush clean. Lastly he uncapped a bottle of mouthwash and took a swig of it into his maw. He sealed his lips and swished it thoroughly. The minty cinnamon taste was present, as was a slight burn, but he kept thirty seconds in his head and spat it out into the running water. \n\nLast thing on the list was his ears. Armed with q-tips he expertly cleaned inside his fox ears, happily humming a song as he finished his list of tasks involved in the cleanse of his body. He wiped away steam on his bathroom mirror and looked into it. Everything was perfect once more. \"Ah, much better!\" He gave his reflection a thumbs up and headed out of the bathroom.\n\nTails headed into his living room and plopped onto the sofa. He knew he had to repair that alarm clock, but his motivation had gone from 100% to a flat 0% in less than two seconds. He fluttered his two tails and adjusted his shoulders. \"Some Ice Cream would be wonderful...\" Upon pondering it further, he concluded something else would be better. \"...or a deep tissue massage.\"\n\nThe fox rolled onto his back and found his human-like member flop unenthusiastically to one side. He poked it a couple times, seeing if it would come to life, then gently flicked the meat of his shaft to see it bounce a little. \"Ducking Bell, it's been a while since I had some fun with this thing. Maybe I should keep the workshop closed for today and just fool around for the day.\" He wrapped his right hand around his length and began to stroke it up and down. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. \"Wouldn't mind company either...\" The fox closed his eyes and procured a firm grip on his shaft. \n\n\"...Maybe my home is infested with very touchy-grabby tentacles that slam me in every hole that I have.\" His words conjured the fiercest number of slimy purple tentacles that rose from darkness around the sofa. They merged closer and closer, wiggling their wet tips closer to his clean body. \"Then again...that would require a lot of clean up. No one ever asks where all the slime and tentacle cum goes...or comes from...\" Just like that the illusion shattered to him just holding onto his pulsing member. \n\n\"...Oh, I know, I order a pizza and the delivery guy is a strapping horse with a sizable cock just...waiting for me to get a taste of.\" The fox smiled and started stroking himself off again. \"...Yeaaaah, he's got big hands to hold my noggin. Just bobbing up and down and...\" His imagination shifted the environment once more, as he envisioned having his chest pushed into the ground with one hand and his ass pulled upward by his tails. \"...S...So rough, and commanding~\" Tails thought, as his paw-digits curled from his nerves and internal buttons being smashed. \"...Aah...he just...so....\" Then reality struck him like a slippery fish. Such size difference would be bad. \n\nTails grit his teeth and stopped masturbating. He watched as reality curled in and the pulsing erection disappeared like a magician at the end of a show. \"...Eesh, that was a bad thought.\" The fox wrapped his hand around his member once again and took it slow. \"Okay...okay...just a little playing here...\" \n\nHe felt himself get closer and closer to the edge, then he stopped and tried to relax a little more. \"...Okay okay, not that fast. I want to make it last.\" He picked up again and rubbed his right thumb over the top of his cock, almost petting it. \"Hm...oh! I can call for help!\" Tails proclaimed, as he tapped on the side of his right glove and materialized a cellular phone into his hands. Tails was about to call up Sonic for aid but ran the conversation in his head. \n\n\"Sonic! It's been a long time but I need your help in jerking off.\" \n\nThe fox felt a twinge of embarrassment slither down his spine and he tossed the phone in a fit of discomforting, stress filled, depression. \n\nKNOCK KNOCK KNOCK \n\nThe knocks on his house door caused the fox to flinch. He wrapped a towel around his waist, bit his inner cheek to induce a painful retreat of his erection, and walked over to the door. He undid the brass latches and opened the front door. \"Hello?\" \n\nThere was no one at the door, he looked up and found that it was the neighbor's door that was knocked on. He felt the fire of his arousal start to get to him. He shut the door to his home, locked it tight, and put his hands over his head. \"Uggg...I need something.\" The fox rushed into his bedroom and jumped onto his bed. He turned to face the ceiling and reached under his towel. The once dead member had risen once more. His cock was a pulsing mess, leaking pre-cum down the underbelly of his member. \n\nTails closed his eyes and grit his teeth, wrapping his bare hand around his cock and just left himself with blank nothingness in his mind. His vision cleared and he tried remembering what his friend Pip once said. \n\n\"Sometimes it's not about the most outragous kink or some super sex. Vanilla is a flavor all on it's own, and is just as delicious as any other.\" \n\nThe fox found the wisdom calming, as he scooted up onto his bed and laid his head on a pillow. He calmed down and started to stroke his member calmly. \"Okay...normal stuff...\" He huffed and opened his eyes, looking at his hand rubbing up and down his length. \"Aah, that feels so good!~\" He thrust his hips up into his own hand's grasp and blushed deep in his cheeks. \"Oooh...Aaah....Th...There it isss~!\" He huffed and felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure wash over his body, as he bucked one last time into his hand, before letting go. \n\n\"Aah! AAAH\" He clenched his teeth and felt his balls clench up. His inner button felt pressed and smashed, as his cock fired multiple ropes of hot cum into the air. Each splat fell onto his belly, his muzzle, and over his head. The back of his wall got a nice blast from his first shot. He them watched the drool of cum slither down his member and onto his lap. \"Aah...nngg....mmmmfff...aaa....G...Goodness that was amazing~ I haven't had a climax like that in quite some time...\" \n\nTails smiled and rubbed up a little bit of his own batter, bringing it to his lips and lapping up the spunk with a blush in his cheek. \"What would I give to have a partner.\" \n\nThe fox closed his eyes and let out a soft huff. He felt himself start to relax in his mess. \n\n\"...I really should get a shower.....\"\n\n\n\n"
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Non-lethal to any mobian around, it still blew away the poor device. Screws and panels spread out like shrapnel, but came nowhere near as close as needed to do any real harm. \n\n\"......well at least I have something to repair later on.\" The cannon dematerialized as he spoke, and he rubbed his sore wrist. \"I should find a way to lower the recoil on this thing.\"\n\nHe flourished his two big tails and cracked his back by turning his body left, then right, feeling each pop of his bones and then some. Tails reached downward and placed his digits around his paw-like toes, stretching and showing off his rear-end to whatever prying eyes might be inside his bedroom. He raised himself back up, felt his back realign itself with several pops, and concluded that he was too old and being an adult sucked...at 25 heliocycles...or years. \n\nFinally leaving his bedroom he walked into his bathroom, just to the left of his bedroom door, and stepped inside. The fox stepped in front of his mirror, looked at himself in his reflection, and winced. \"Ug...my fur is a mess.\" He turned towards his shower and stepped within range of it's knobs. \n\nHot water, mixed with a little cold, creating less than scolding but steamy relief. The fox gracefully stepped into the shower, one foot at a time, and felt the cascade of water pelting his messed up fur. It drenched him down, his muscles untensing, and his bones becoming almost malleable. It nearly dropped the fox to his knees, but he managed to keep himself upright. Tails reached over toward a bar of soap and he grasped it with ease. \n\n\"Mmmm Hmmm Hm Hmmm\" He hummed a tune, rubbing the soap under his arms and across his chest. Soapy suds descend from his upper torso down to his belly and across his thighs. Aided by the flow of water he cleaned away yesterday's plight and fortified himself for today's trials. He pulled his left tail over and began to meticulously brush, comb, and wash the fluffy butt appendage till he was satisfied. Then he produced his right tail and performed the same concise ritual in cleaning the big fluffy extension. \n\nOnce both were clean he took a kneeling stance and washed over his legs. He worked on the right thigh and down his ankle till he could touch his paw-like toes. He spread them out and scrubbed in between each digit to keep them nice and healthy. Tails then worked on his left thigh, down his ankle, between the toes, and both were rinsed free of the soap in seconds. \n\nOf course, he couldn't clean every bit of himself while forgetting the most important part of himself. His head. He reached over and set the bar of fluff covered soap on the stand. Tails then poured some shampoo into his bare hands and rubbed it all over his head. A big bulk of soapy suds were produced by the combination of water and soap. It completely covered his head, except for his black fox nose. After a satisfactory scrub of his entire noggin, he brought his head back into the brunt of the hot water and let himself be rinsed off. The combination of shampoo and body soap made them indistinguishable from each other. \n\n\"Oh, right.\" \n\nTails nearly forgot to was between his legs and looked down to find his personal fox-hood just drenched in water. He smiled and re-equiped the bar of soap. Each motion of the cleaning bar was done to exact perfection. From the triangle flat on the right, to the left, from his waistline, then the entire package. He ensured not a single inch of him left untouched by the divine might of cleanliness, for the shower was a holy place where beings got clean and not dirty. \n\nBoth of his hands, after relinquishing the soap to the stand, wrapped around the knobs and he turned the flow of water off. All the remained was his soaked form, steaming from the rivers of heat running down him. Tails stepped out of his shower, onto a mat, and grabbed a towel to rough dry himself. He ruffled the heavy towel over his head, around his arms and body, between his legs and down to his toes. The fox then tethered the towel around his waist, like a toga, and then picked up his hair dryer from the counter-top nearby. \n\nA roar of hot wind, flowing through each strand of fur, ruined all the dampness and blew away stray water droplets. Dry, warm, clean. Tails turned off the air-dryer and picked up his toothbrush. \n\nHe put some paste on the bristles and began to deep clean his fox teeth, gums, everything he could to keep himself clean and healthy. Scrubbing, brushing, toothpaste turned to bubbles within his maw. He swished it all and spat it out into the sink. Tails then turned on the water and rinsed his brush clean. Lastly he uncapped a bottle of mouthwash and took a swig of it into his maw. He sealed his lips and swished it thoroughly. The minty cinnamon taste was present, as was a slight burn, but he kept thirty seconds in his head and spat it out into the running water. \n\nLast thing on the list was his ears. Armed with q-tips he expertly cleaned inside his fox ears, happily humming a song as he finished his list of tasks involved in the cleanse of his body. He wiped away steam on his bathroom mirror and looked into it. Everything was perfect once more. \"Ah, much better!\" He gave his reflection a thumbs up and headed out of the bathroom.\n\nTails headed into his living room and plopped onto the sofa. He knew he had to repair that alarm clock, but his motivation had gone from 100% to a flat 0% in less than two seconds. He fluttered his two tails and adjusted his shoulders. \"Some Ice Cream would be wonderful...\" Upon pondering it further, he concluded something else would be better. \"...or a deep tissue massage.\"\n\nThe fox rolled onto his back and found his human-like member flop unenthusiastically to one side. He poked it a couple times, seeing if it would come to life, then gently flicked the meat of his shaft to see it bounce a little. \"Ducking Bell, it's been a while since I had some fun with this thing. Maybe I should keep the workshop closed for today and just fool around for the day.\" He wrapped his right hand around his length and began to stroke it up and down. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. \"Wouldn't mind company either...\" The fox closed his eyes and procured a firm grip on his shaft. \n\n\"...Maybe my home is infested with very touchy-grabby tentacles that slam me in every hole that I have.\" His words conjured the fiercest number of slimy purple tentacles that rose from darkness around the sofa. They merged closer and closer, wiggling their wet tips closer to his clean body. \"Then again...that would require a lot of clean up. No one ever asks where all the slime and tentacle cum goes...or comes from...\" Just like that the illusion shattered to him just holding onto his pulsing member. \n\n\"...Oh, I know, I order a pizza and the delivery guy is a strapping horse with a sizable cock just...waiting for me to get a taste of.\" The fox smiled and started stroking himself off again. \"...Yeaaaah, he's got big hands to hold my noggin. Just bobbing up and down and...\" His imagination shifted the environment once more, as he envisioned having his chest pushed into the ground with one hand and his ass pulled upward by his tails. \"...S...So rough, and commanding~\" Tails thought, as his paw-digits curled from his nerves and internal buttons being smashed. \"...Aah...he just...so....\" Then reality struck him like a slippery fish. Such size difference would be bad. \n\nTails grit his teeth and stopped masturbating. He watched as reality curled in and the pulsing erection disappeared like a magician at the end of a show. \"...Eesh, that was a bad thought.\" The fox wrapped his hand around his member once again and took it slow. \"Okay...okay...just a little playing here...\" \n\nHe felt himself get closer and closer to the edge, then he stopped and tried to relax a little more. \"...Okay okay, not that fast. I want to make it last.\" He picked up again and rubbed his right thumb over the top of his cock, almost petting it. \"Hm...oh! I can call for help!\" Tails proclaimed, as he tapped on the side of his right glove and materialized a cellular phone into his hands. Tails was about to call up Sonic for aid but ran the conversation in his head. \n\n\"Sonic! It's been a long time but I need your help in jerking off.\" \n\nThe fox felt a twinge of embarrassment slither down his spine and he tossed the phone in a fit of discomforting, stress filled, depression. \n\nKNOCK KNOCK KNOCK \n\nThe knocks on his house door caused the fox to flinch. He wrapped a towel around his waist, bit his inner cheek to induce a painful retreat of his erection, and walked over to the door. He undid the brass latches and opened the front door. \"Hello?\" \n\nThere was no one at the door, he looked up and found that it was the neighbor's door that was knocked on. He felt the fire of his arousal start to get to him. He shut the door to his home, locked it tight, and put his hands over his head. \"Uggg...I need something.\" The fox rushed into his bedroom and jumped onto his bed. He turned to face the ceiling and reached under his towel. The once dead member had risen once more. His cock was a pulsing mess, leaking pre-cum down the underbelly of his member. \n\nTails closed his eyes and grit his teeth, wrapping his bare hand around his cock and just left himself with blank nothingness in his mind. His vision cleared and he tried remembering what his friend Pip once said. \n\n\"Sometimes it's not about the most outragous kink or some super sex. Vanilla is a flavor all on it's own, and is just as delicious as any other.\" \n\nThe fox found the wisdom calming, as he scooted up onto his bed and laid his head on a pillow. He calmed down and started to stroke his member calmly. \"Okay...normal stuff...\" He huffed and opened his eyes, looking at his hand rubbing up and down his length. \"Aah, that feels so good!~\" He thrust his hips up into his own hand's grasp and blushed deep in his cheeks. \"Oooh...Aaah....Th...There it isss~!\" He huffed and felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure wash over his body, as he bucked one last time into his hand, before letting go. \n\n\"Aah! AAAH\" He clenched his teeth and felt his balls clench up. His inner button felt pressed and smashed, as his cock fired multiple ropes of hot cum into the air. Each splat fell onto his belly, his muzzle, and over his head. The back of his wall got a nice blast from his first shot. He them watched the drool of cum slither down his member and onto his lap. \"Aah...nngg....mmmmfff...aaa....G...Goodness that was amazing~ I haven't had a climax like that in quite some time...\" \n\nTails smiled and rubbed up a little bit of his own batter, bringing it to his lips and lapping up the spunk with a blush in his cheek. \"What would I give to have a partner.\" \n\nThe fox closed his eyes and let out a soft huff. He felt himself start to relax in his mess. \n\n\"...I really should get a shower.....\"\n\n\n\n"
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Non-lethal to any mobian around, it still blew away the poor device. Screws and panels spread out like shrapnel, but came nowhere near as close as needed to do any real harm. \n\n\"......well at least I have something to repair later on.\" The cannon dematerialized as he spoke, and he rubbed his sore wrist. \"I should find a way to lower the recoil on this thing.\"\n\nHe flourished his two big tails and cracked his back by turning his body left, then right, feeling each pop of his bones and then some. Tails reached downward and placed his digits around his paw-like toes, stretching and showing off his rear-end to whatever prying eyes might be inside his bedroom. He raised himself back up, felt his back realign itself with several pops, and concluded that he was too old and being an adult sucked...at 25 heliocycles...or years. \n\nFinally leaving his bedroom he walked into his bathroom, just to the left of his bedroom door, and stepped inside. The fox stepped in front of his mirror, looked at himself in his reflection, and winced. \"Ug...my fur is a mess.\" He turned towards his shower and stepped within range of it's knobs. \n\nHot water, mixed with a little cold, creating less than scolding but steamy relief. The fox gracefully stepped into the shower, one foot at a time, and felt the cascade of water pelting his messed up fur. It drenched him down, his muscles untensing, and his bones becoming almost malleable. It nearly dropped the fox to his knees, but he managed to keep himself upright. Tails reached over toward a bar of soap and he grasped it with ease. \n\n\"Mmmm Hmmm Hm Hmmm\" He hummed a tune, rubbing the soap under his arms and across his chest. Soapy suds descend from his upper torso down to his belly and across his thighs. Aided by the flow of water he cleaned away yesterday's plight and fortified himself for today's trials. He pulled his left tail over and began to meticulously brush, comb, and wash the fluffy butt appendage till he was satisfied. Then he produced his right tail and performed the same concise ritual in cleaning the big fluffy extension. \n\nOnce both were clean he took a kneeling stance and washed over his legs. He worked on the right thigh and down his ankle till he could touch his paw-like toes. He spread them out and scrubbed in between each digit to keep them nice and healthy. Tails then worked on his left thigh, down his ankle, between the toes, and both were rinsed free of the soap in seconds. \n\nOf course, he couldn't clean every bit of himself while forgetting the most important part of himself. His head. He reached over and set the bar of fluff covered soap on the stand. Tails then poured some shampoo into his bare hands and rubbed it all over his head. A big bulk of soapy suds were produced by the combination of water and soap. It completely covered his head, except for his black fox nose. After a satisfactory scrub of his entire noggin, he brought his head back into the brunt of the hot water and let himself be rinsed off. The combination of shampoo and body soap made them indistinguishable from each other. \n\n\"Oh, right.\" \n\nTails nearly forgot to was between his legs and looked down to find his personal fox-hood just drenched in water. He smiled and re-equiped the bar of soap. Each motion of the cleaning bar was done to exact perfection. From the triangle flat on the right, to the left, from his waistline, then the entire package. He ensured not a single inch of him left untouched by the divine might of cleanliness, for the shower was a holy place where beings got clean and not dirty. \n\nBoth of his hands, after relinquishing the soap to the stand, wrapped around the knobs and he turned the flow of water off. All the remained was his soaked form, steaming from the rivers of heat running down him. Tails stepped out of his shower, onto a mat, and grabbed a towel to rough dry himself. He ruffled the heavy towel over his head, around his arms and body, between his legs and down to his toes. The fox then tethered the towel around his waist, like a toga, and then picked up his hair dryer from the counter-top nearby. \n\nA roar of hot wind, flowing through each strand of fur, ruined all the dampness and blew away stray water droplets. Dry, warm, clean. Tails turned off the air-dryer and picked up his toothbrush. \n\nHe put some paste on the bristles and began to deep clean his fox teeth, gums, everything he could to keep himself clean and healthy. Scrubbing, brushing, toothpaste turned to bubbles within his maw. He swished it all and spat it out into the sink. Tails then turned on the water and rinsed his brush clean. Lastly he uncapped a bottle of mouthwash and took a swig of it into his maw. He sealed his lips and swished it thoroughly. The minty cinnamon taste was present, as was a slight burn, but he kept thirty seconds in his head and spat it out into the running water. \n\nLast thing on the list was his ears. Armed with q-tips he expertly cleaned inside his fox ears, happily humming a song as he finished his list of tasks involved in the cleanse of his body. He wiped away steam on his bathroom mirror and looked into it. Everything was perfect once more. \"Ah, much better!\" He gave his reflection a thumbs up and headed out of the bathroom.\n\nTails headed into his living room and plopped onto the sofa. He knew he had to repair that alarm clock, but his motivation had gone from 100% to a flat 0% in less than two seconds. He fluttered his two tails and adjusted his shoulders. \"Some Ice Cream would be wonderful...\" Upon pondering it further, he concluded something else would be better. \"...or a deep tissue massage.\"\n\nThe fox rolled onto his back and found his human-like member flop unenthusiastically to one side. He poked it a couple times, seeing if it would come to life, then gently flicked the meat of his shaft to see it bounce a little. \"Ducking Bell, it's been a while since I had some fun with this thing. Maybe I should keep the workshop closed for today and just fool around for the day.\" He wrapped his right hand around his length and began to stroke it up and down. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. \"Wouldn't mind company either...\" The fox closed his eyes and procured a firm grip on his shaft. \n\n\"...Maybe my home is infested with very touchy-grabby tentacles that slam me in every hole that I have.\" His words conjured the fiercest number of slimy purple tentacles that rose from darkness around the sofa. They merged closer and closer, wiggling their wet tips closer to his clean body. \"Then again...that would require a lot of clean up. No one ever asks where all the slime and tentacle cum goes...or comes from...\" Just like that the illusion shattered to him just holding onto his pulsing member. \n\n\"...Oh, I know, I order a pizza and the delivery guy is a strapping horse with a sizable cock just...waiting for me to get a taste of.\" The fox smiled and started stroking himself off again. \"...Yeaaaah, he's got big hands to hold my noggin. Just bobbing up and down and...\" His imagination shifted the environment once more, as he envisioned having his chest pushed into the ground with one hand and his ass pulled upward by his tails. \"...S...So rough, and commanding~\" Tails thought, as his paw-digits curled from his nerves and internal buttons being smashed. \"...Aah...he just...so....\" Then reality struck him like a slippery fish. Such size difference would be bad. \n\nTails grit his teeth and stopped masturbating. He watched as reality curled in and the pulsing erection disappeared like a magician at the end of a show. \"...Eesh, that was a bad thought.\" The fox wrapped his hand around his member once again and took it slow. \"Okay...okay...just a little playing here...\" \n\nHe felt himself get closer and closer to the edge, then he stopped and tried to relax a little more. \"...Okay okay, not that fast. I want to make it last.\" He picked up again and rubbed his right thumb over the top of his cock, almost petting it. \"Hm...oh! I can call for help!\" Tails proclaimed, as he tapped on the side of his right glove and materialized a cellular phone into his hands. Tails was about to call up Sonic for aid but ran the conversation in his head. \n\n\"Sonic! It's been a long time but I need your help in jerking off.\" \n\nThe fox felt a twinge of embarrassment slither down his spine and he tossed the phone in a fit of discomforting, stress filled, depression. \n\nKNOCK KNOCK KNOCK \n\nThe knocks on his house door caused the fox to flinch. He wrapped a towel around his waist, bit his inner cheek to induce a painful retreat of his erection, and walked over to the door. He undid the brass latches and opened the front door. \"Hello?\" \n\nThere was no one at the door, he looked up and found that it was the neighbor's door that was knocked on. He felt the fire of his arousal start to get to him. He shut the door to his home, locked it tight, and put his hands over his head. \"Uggg...I need something.\" The fox rushed into his bedroom and jumped onto his bed. He turned to face the ceiling and reached under his towel. The once dead member had risen once more. His cock was a pulsing mess, leaking pre-cum down the underbelly of his member. \n\nTails closed his eyes and grit his teeth, wrapping his bare hand around his cock and just left himself with blank nothingness in his mind. His vision cleared and he tried remembering what his friend Pip once said. \n\n\"Sometimes it's not about the most outragous kink or some super sex. Vanilla is a flavor all on it's own, and is just as delicious as any other.\" \n\nThe fox found the wisdom calming, as he scooted up onto his bed and laid his head on a pillow. He calmed down and started to stroke his member calmly. \"Okay...normal stuff...\" He huffed and opened his eyes, looking at his hand rubbing up and down his length. \"Aah, that feels so good!~\" He thrust his hips up into his own hand's grasp and blushed deep in his cheeks. \"Oooh...Aaah....Th...There it isss~!\" He huffed and felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure wash over his body, as he bucked one last time into his hand, before letting go. \n\n\"Aah! AAAH\" He clenched his teeth and felt his balls clench up. His inner button felt pressed and smashed, as his cock fired multiple ropes of hot cum into the air. Each splat fell onto his belly, his muzzle, and over his head. The back of his wall got a nice blast from his first shot. He them watched the drool of cum slither down his member and onto his lap. \"Aah...nngg....mmmmfff...aaa....G...Goodness that was amazing~ I haven't had a climax like that in quite some time...\" \n\nTails smiled and rubbed up a little bit of his own batter, bringing it to his lips and lapping up the spunk with a blush in his cheek. \"What would I give to have a partner.\" \n\nThe fox closed his eyes and let out a soft huff. He felt himself start to relax in his mess. \n\n\"...I really should get a shower.....\"\n\n\n\n"
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