Under the Tail and Other Stories
Copyright© 2026 by Dragonpig
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Hello, everybody! This is Dragonpig. I'm going to be writing a collection of stories within the anthropomorphic, or furry, genre. Some will be short stories, some will be novel-length, and others will fall somewhere in between. Yes, some of these stories will be quite explicit, while others won't be. I'm going to keep this series going until I either get bored or find that people just aren't interested in it. I'd really enjoy hearing your opinions and thoughts on my writing. Have a good one!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Consensual Romantic Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Fairy Tale Humor Vignettes War Zoophilia Science Fiction Aliens Alternate History Space Furry Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister DomSub FemaleDom Light Bond Harem Polygamy/Polyamory White Male White Female Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Exhibitionism Fisting Flatulence Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Squirting Water Sports Big Breasts Public Sex Nudism
A few days after I learned I was pregnant, I still felt overwhelmed. I needed advice from someone who understood. I thought of the Wolfer pair I had seen around the villa: Serena, the older female, and her son, Marcus. They were well known among the slaves. Serena was eight months pregnant with her second litter from him. Her belly was heavy and round under her soft charcoal fur. She had already borne three children by her son, and she carried herself with dignity.
I found her resting in the shaded courtyard, completely naked like the rest of us. Her swollen breasts rested atop her pregnant belly, and one hand rested gently on the curve of it. She greeted me warmly when I approached.
“Serena, may I speak with you?” I asked, ears twitching with nerves. “This is my first time. I don’t know what to expect.”
She smiled, gesturing for me to sit beside her. “Of course, little rabbit. Come, sit. How far along are you?”
We talked for a long while. She gave me practical advice on how to ease the ache in my back, which herbs helped with morning sickness, how to prepare for the birth, and what to expect when the kits arrived. Her voice was calm and experienced.
“I already have three children by Marcus,” she told me plainly, rubbing slow circles over her swollen belly. “This will be my second litter from him. Four more on the way, if the gods are kind.” There was no embarrassment in her golden eyes, only quiet acceptance. “It is the way of things here. The master decides, but my body and my heart belong to my son. I feel no shame in it. The love between us is real, and these children are proof of that love. You will feel the same when yours come: fear at first, then a fierce protectiveness that surprises even you.”
Her words settled something deep inside me. I thanked her, relief and warmth mixing in my chest.
As we spoke, Marcus entered the courtyard. He was tall and powerfully built, his dark fur gleaming in the sunlight. He walked straight to his mother, leaned down, and kissed her openly, deep and unhurried. Serena returned the kiss without hesitation, one hand sliding down his chest to stroke his penis.
“Hello, my love,” she murmured against his mouth.
Marcus glanced at me and nodded politely in greeting, but his attention quickly returned to her. Serena’s hand continued, stroking his cock until it hardened fully in her grip. He growled softly into her mouth.
Serena pulled back just enough to look at me, her voice still warm. “Come to me anytime you want more information, Livia. I’m happy to help.”
With that, she turned back to her mate. As I stood and began to walk away, I could not help but glance back. Serena had already dropped to her knees before him, completely unashamed. She took his thick, erect cock into her mouth with clear hunger, her pregnant belly resting against his thighs. Her eyes were half-lidded with genuine happiness and love as she sucked him, bobbing her head with obvious pleasure. She loved pleasuring him. I could see it in the soft, contented look on her face.
I hurried back toward our quarters, pussy getting wet, but the sight lingered in my mind: another reminder of the world we lived in, where such forbidden bonds were simply part of life.
My name is Livia. I am a Rabbiten female with soft grey fur, long sensitive ears, full breasts, and wide hips that our master enjoys showing off. Gaius, my brother, is strong and gentle with me in ways no one else is. We wear nothing most days inside the villa. Clothes feel unnecessary when our master can order them removed in seconds anyway.
I was reluctant and ashamed at first. But day by day and night by night, something deeper has taken root.
The master left for the city three days ago. For the first time in months, Gaius and I are mostly alone in our small quarters.
I wake first, sunlight warming my bare fur. Gaius sleeps on his back, his cock half-hard even in rest. Heat stirs between my thighs. I am embarrassed by how quickly my body responds to him now, but I no longer fight it.
I crawl over him carefully and straddle his hips. My hand wraps around his length, stroking slowly until he thickens fully. His eyes flutter open.
“Livia?” His voice is sleepy and confused.
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