Under the Tail and Other Stories
Copyright© 2026 by Dragonpig
Chapter 43
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 43 - 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 Teacher/Student Nudism
The Fox had done his homework. Cruella De Vil ran an exclusive establishment - high-end, discreet, very expensive. Her clients were wealthy, powerful, and private. Getting in hadn’t been easy, but he’d managed to convince one of the Dalmatian assistants that he had urgent business.
“I need to speak with Eugene Gingersnap,” he’d told the receptionist - a young woman in a perfectly tailored black and white uniform. “I know he’s here.”
She’d looked at him with professional neutrality. “I’ll see if Miss De Vil can assist you.”
Now he stood in a lavishly decorated sitting room, waiting. The whole place reeked of money and sex - silk curtains, velvet furniture, the faint scent of expensive perfume.
The door opened, and Cruella De Vil walked in.
The Fox had seen pictures, but they didn’t do her justice. Tall, striking, with that distinctive black and white hair that framed her face perfectly. She wore a silk robe that left very little to the imagination, and she moved with the confidence of someone who knew exactly what effect she had on people.
“Well, well,” she said, her voice like smoke and honey. “The infamous Fox. I’ve heard about you.”
The Fox straightened, keeping his expression professional. “Ma’am, I’m here on official business. I need to serve papers to Eugene Gingersnap. I have reason to believe he’s on the premises.”
“Do you now?” She moved closer, and the Fox found himself taking a step back. “That’s quite an accusation, darling. I run a very discreet operation here.”
“I’m not accusing anyone of anything. I just need to—”
“Serve your papers. Yes, I understand.” She was standing very close now, looking up at him with dark, amused eyes. “But you’ve had quite a day, haven’t you? I heard about the theater incident. Those ninjas are very territorial.”
The Fox blinked. “How did you—”
“I hear things.” She reached up and straightened his collar, her fingers lingering. “You look tense, Fox. Very, very tense. When was the last time you relaxed?”
“Ma’am, I appreciate the concern, but I really need to—”
“The Dog Whisperer. That’s what they call me, you know.” Her smile was wicked. “Because I’m very good at getting people to ... sit. Stay. Heel.”
The Fox felt heat rising in his face. “I don’t think—”
“That’s the problem, darling. You think too much.” Her hand slid down his chest. “Let me help you with that.”
“I’m working,” he said, but his voice came out weaker than he intended.
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