Insatiable Fox
Copyright© 2026 by Gots
Chapter 8: The Price
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 8: The Price - Insatiable Fox is a gay furry erotica side-story series starring Kiran from The Lust and the Void series. Kiran loses his virginity to a stranger and spirals, leading him to a lust filled adventure to claim what he desires most, even if he has to travel to another reality to get it.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Romantic Gay Fiction Science Fiction Furry Sharing DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys
Kiran couldn’t stop staring at the message.
“I can get him back for you.”
He refreshed the message over and over again for days.
He finally broke.
He messaged Fern back.
They met at a quiet park at dusk. Fern was waiting on a bench, looking small and harmless under the streetlight, those huge ears twitching gently. When Kiran sat down beside him, the fennec smiled like they were old friends.
“You really want him back, don’t you?” Fern asked softly.
Kiran swallowed hard. “More than anything.”
Fern tilted his head, teal eyes glowing faintly. “I can make that happen. I can lead you straight to Farren. You two could be together forever. No more ghosting. No more wondering.”
“How do you know? What has happened to him?”
Fern gave Kiran a smile, and placed a paw on his shoulder. “I don’t know what has happened to him, but I have the power to reunite you, and I guarantee you will be happy when you find him.”
Kiran’s pulse hammered. “What’s the catch?”
Fern’s smile never wavered. “One week. You submit to me completely. You become my partner, of sorts. Anything I want, anytime I want. I have a lot of ... magic I’ve been dying to test out on someone. Nothing that will harm you. A lot that will pleasure you. And me...”
Kiran’s mouth went dry. One week. Just seven days of total surrender ... and then Farren.
But the greedy little voice in his head was already screaming louder than the fear. The same voice that had dragged him into glory holes and free-use clubs and a feral dragon’s arms. He didn’t just want Farren back.
He needed him.
Kiran’s paw shot out, sliding boldly under the waistband of Fern’s pants. He wrapped his fingers around the fennec’s soft balls and gave them a firm, possessive squeeze, feeling them tighten in his grip. “Oh? That so, fox?” Fern said, smiling.
“I’ll do it,” Kiran growled, voice low and rough, staring straight into those glowing teal eyes. “One week. I’m yours. Use me however the fuck you want. Break me. Fuck me. Just get me Farren. Happily ever after.”
Fern’s ears flicked in surprise, then a slow, delighted grin spread across his muzzle. “Oh ... you’re already starting to understand.”
Before Kiran could pull his paw back, Fern placed a single finger on his shoulder.
A rush of tingling heat exploded through Kiran’s body. His cock surged to full hardness instantly, balls drawing tight, hole clenching hard enough to make him whimper. The orgasm slammed into him like a freight train, sudden, violent, and completely uncontrollable. Thick streams of fox cum flooded his boxers, soaking through his pants in hot, pulsing spurts. Kiran gasped, thighs shaking, a broken little yip slipping out as he creamed himself right there on the park bench and leaned into Fern’s chest.
Fern pulled his finger away, looking very pleased.
“There are so many things I can show you,” he whispered. “We’re going to have a time together.”
Kiran sat there stunned, chest heaving, fresh cum cooling in his ruined boxers, face burning with shame and raw arousal.
He went home in a daze.
For hours he paced his apartment, mind spinning, hole still twitching from the forced orgasm. One week. Just seven days. I get Farren back forever. How is Fern able to do all these things? How did he make me cum hands free in seconds.
A loud knock on the door made him jump.
He had almost forgotten.
Dakon.
The dragon had replied to his KnotHub message almost immediately and they had set up tonight.
Kiran opened the door.
Dakon filled the entire doorway, towering and smirking. “Evening, little fox. Ready to play?”
Before Kiran could even answer, the dragon stepped inside, closed the door, and let his magic ripple over his body. Bones shifted. Scales spread. Wings unfurled. In seconds the anthro dragon was gone, replaced by a massive, four-legged feral dragon of a deep crimson color, powerful muscles, a long thick tail, and an enormous ridged cock already sliding free from its slit, thicker than Kiran’s forearm and drooling heavy strings of pre on the carpet.
Kiran’s breath caught. His cock throbbed painfully hard again. This form is soo imposing, and soo meant to fuck him silly, he knew it.
“On the bed,” the dragon rumbled, voice deeper and more primal in this form. “Ass up. Now.”
Kiran obeyed instantly, heart pounding with filthy excitement. He climbed onto the mattress, face down, chest pressed to the sheets, and shoved his ass high in the air. Without hesitation he reached back with both paws, grabbed his own cheeks, and pulled them wide apart, shamelessly spreading his slick, pink hole in open invitation.
“Come on, big guy,” Kiran growled, voice thick with need. “Don’t be gentle. Wreck this greedy little fox hole. I want all of it. Stretch me open until I can’t walk straight.”
The feral dragon let out a low, approving growl and mounted him.
The dragon only needed to put one leg on the bed, the other on the floor. The bed complained, a lot, but held. It felt like the sun had gone down, the massive body blocking the light. Kiran could already feel the heat from the dragon above his back, and was soo excited, knowing that between it’s legs dangling big dragon balls and cock ready with intent inches behind him.