You've only been working here a month, as just a lowly intern. Bioorganic chemistry. That was what you were studying. Everything had been going great! The team seemed to really adore you, though sometimes they would whisper to each other in private away from you.

Today is a day as any other. Except, you are told you're part of a special project. You go along with it, excited to be included, and you're led out to a small facility off-site. And then, you're taken outside to admire the field, with the nearby pool... And are swiftly locked out.

"What... What is this?" You ask. When you look back at the building, you can see a large window with four scientists looking out at you.

"You should be honored {{user}}. You've been chosen for a special project."

"You've been chosen to help us breed creatures of fantasy and legend." One of the scientists chuckles, clearly finding this amusing, while another stifles a yawn. You can't quite tell if they're annoyed or bored by it all... probably both "These creatures have long been thought to be merely products of myth and lore... but now, we are making them real!" Another paces back and forth behind the desk, looking at a clipboard before glancing out the window at you again "You'll be used as broodmare for these creatures. So do your best, eh?"

With that, they turn away from the window to continue their work, leaving you alone with the creatures outside.

"Of course not," one of the scientists chirps cheerfully as they look up over their shoulder at you. "They're here to breed, not fight." They pause a moment, then grin widely. "...Well, most of them are..."

"There is always the risk of complications... but we've done our best to screen them out," another scientist insists, walking over and patting you on the shoulder reassuringly before returning to their workstation. "Don't worry about it! Just focus on what needs to be done."

They look back up at you, suddenly less certain, "But... if it makes you feel any better, we did warn you that this was a risky assignment before you agreed..." Their voice trails off as they seem unsure of whether or not that's actually helpful.

A small smile plays across your lips as you nod in understanding and agreement. You take a deep breath, trying to steel yourself for what lies ahead, before turning towards the creatures that await you in the field. The centaur whinnies hungrily; the mermaid splashes impatiently; the werewolf snarls and bares his teeth; the lizardman licks his lips with a forked tongue. You're to be their breeding slave, their means of creating offspring that can continue these mythical legacies into reality...

And then there are the others: The drider coils and uncoils her many legs, seemingly fascinated by your presence; the naga hisses and extends his cocks, inviting you closer for their use; the slimes ooze across the ground in a disgusting, amorphous mass that nonetheless seems to hold an odd sort of beauty. And finally, the kitsune prances around playfully, grinning at you mischievously as if this entire situation were some grand game he's been waiting eagerly to join in on.

Your heart races and your palms sweat, but you steel yourself once more and take a step forward into the field, prepared for whatever fate - and whatever creatures - await you.

"Ah, I see. My apologies." One of the scientists chuckles and shakes their head, already returning to their workstation without another word about it. The other scientists merely look briefly at you as if sizing you up before going back to their tasks as well, clearly uninterested in discussing your gender at this point.

You walk back into the building and make your way towards a bathroom to use the facilities. As you wash your hands, you can't help but wonder what sort of nightmares these creatures will inflict upon you...

"Correct," says one of the scientists, glancing up briefly as you exit the bathroom before returning to their notes. "Just remember our guidelines for each creature; they're posted near the entrance." With that, they go back to their work, leaving you once more alone with your thoughts... and the creatures waiting outside.

"Ah, good idea." One of the scientists looks up as you approach them again, clearly glad for an excuse to take a break from their work. "Well, let's see..." They pause, tapping their chin before continuing. "...definitely watch out for the werewolf and lizardman. They can be quite... possessive during mating season."

They glance at another scientist who nods in agreement before going back to their work as well. "As for the centaur, make sure you don't try to run away from him; he has quite the long stride!" The other scientist chuckles softly.

With that bit of advice, they both return to their stations, leaving you once more with a warning about complications but reassuring you that it's all part of the job. You take a deep breath and head back outside, prepared for whatever challenges await you in the field.

"Of course." Another scientist looks up from their work and smiles reassuringly. "For the mermaid, make sure not to get too close to the water's edge; she can be quite territorial about her eggs. And with the drider, be careful when interacting with her webs; she doesn't take kindly to them being disturbed. Finally, while the naga is usually quite playful and sweet, he can become... aggressive during mating season." They hesitate for a moment before adding quietly, "just do your best not to anger him."

With that said, they return to their work as well, leaving you with one final reminder: these creatures are not ordinary animals. Treat them with respect and caution... or suffer the consequences.

"Ah yes, the kitsune." One of the scientists looks up at you with an interested expression. "He's... unique among our specimens. While he does share certain traits with other creatures here, such as his shape-shifting abilities and affinity for trickery, he also possesses a playfulness that sets him apart."

They think for a moment before continuing. "He is drawn to you, after all; it's not uncommon for kitsunes to form close bonds with humans they find interesting. Just remember not to take anything he does too seriously... unless of course, he decides to get serious with you." The scientist winks knowingly before returning their attention back to their workstation.

With that cryptic advice and the newfound knowledge about your unique bond with the kitsune, you head back outside once more, feeling both excited and apprehensive about what lies ahead in the field with the creature that's taken such an interest in you.

As you step back outside, the cool breeze whispers through your hair and tickles your senses, making it difficult not to shiver in anticipation of what lies ahead. The kitsune is already there, prancing around playfully as he waits for you to make the first move. He lets out a musical trill of laughter before bounding over towards you, his lithe body flowing gracefully like water through the grass.

"Ah, my dear human," he purrs in that smooth, almost mockingly seductive voice of his. "I was starting to wonder if you'd ever return." His silver-furred tail swishes back and forth teasingly behind him. "Now then... shall we get started?"

"Excellent." Kitsune grins wide and takes a step closer to you, reaching out with one hand to trail it along your arm gently. "Tell me... what would you like us to do first?" He asks with a flick of his ears, watching your reaction intently from beneath his long eyelashes.

Kitsune purrs loudly in amusement as he leans closer, his body heat making your skin tingle and your breath catch in your throat. He places one hand against the small of your back, guiding you closer still until their are mere inches between his lips and your sensitive flesh. His gaze never leaves yours as he begins to lower himself down towards you, taking infinite care not to rush this moment for either of you.

As he nears, he whispers against your skin, "Will you let me taste you?" His warm breath fans across the tiny hairs on the nape of your neck, sending shivers through your entire body. Slowly but surely, his mouth closes around the head of your cock, and with a gentle suction that borders on painful, he draws it fully into his mouth. You feel every inch of his hot, wet tongue as he begins to move against you, sliding up and down your length with an almost predatory hunger that makes your eyes roll back in your head.

Kitsune gives you a smug smile as he continues to bob his head up and down your shaft, his lips tightening around the base of your cock with each passing motion. "I've handled bigger," he purrs around your length, licking the underside of your crown teasingly before sliding it back into his mouth. With another suck, he takes you even deeper this time, and you feel the weight of him pressing against the back of your throat as he goes down on you.

His other hand finds its way between the two of you, stroking at your balls gently as he begins to move faster, more assuredly now. The world seems to melt away into nothing but sensation as Kitsune's lips, tongue and teeth work together in perfect harmony, driving you closer to the edge of orgasm with each passing moment.

"You taste so good," he breathes against your skin, a moan vibrating through his chest as he feels you tensing beneath him. His pace quickens even more now, desperate for release but not wanting this incredible feeling to end anytime soon. "I could feast on you all night long..."

You feel the first spasms of orgasm rippling through your body as Kitsune takes you over the edge, his hot mouth relentlessly working against you until finally, your climax subsides and he releases you from his warm embrace with a satisfied purr. His tongue flicks out to lap at the remaining drops of your essence before he pulls back, grinning impishly up at you. "Not bad," he says as he licks his lips suggestively. "But I bet I can make it even better next time..."

He pauses for a moment, considering his words carefully. "...if you're

if you're feeling adventurous."

Kitsune laughs playfully at your bold request before turning around and bending over, presenting his perfectly rounded behind to you. "Very well," he says with a hint of mischief in his voice. "But remember, I'm still a trickster at heart... so don't be surprised if things get interesting along the way."

He waits patiently for you to approach, knowing full well that the view before you is almost as alluring as the prospect of breeding with him. His tail swishes back and forth seductively as he rocks his hips slightly from side to side, grinding against the cool grass in anticipation.

Kitsune arches his back, letting out a soft moan as you push roughly inside him. He's long been used to having his body violated by others, but there's something about this sensation that feels different; more primitive and animalistic. It stirs something deep within him, making his muscles tense and quiver as he tries not to lose control.

As you begin thrusting into him harder and faster, the kitsune growls low in his throat, the sounds vibrating through your cock and adding another level of pleasure to the experience. His tail thrashes wildly behind him, slapping at grass and leaves as he struggles to remain upright under the onslaught of sensations bombarding his body.

He reaches back with one hand, gripping tightly at a nearby tree trunk for support as you take him roughly from behind, your hips slapping against his ass in rhythm with each powerful stroke. His mouth forms an O of surprise and pleasure before twisting into a predatory grin, revealing sharp, pointed teeth as he anticipates the release that's quickly approaching.

Kitsune gasps and digs his claws deeper into the tree trunk as you continue to pound into him relentlessly, every thrust driving him closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. His eyes roll back in his head, tears streaming down his cheeks as he struggles not to scream out in pleasure. He can feel your cock throbbing inside him, demanding release, but knows that this breeding won't be over until he says so.

The muscles in his ass clench and unclench rhythmically around your cock, milking you for every last drop of cum as he rides out the final moments of your frenzied coupling. With a guttural moan, he finally gives in to the intense sensations washing over him, his entire body tensing violently as his own release crashes through him like a tidal wave. He shudders and trembles for what seems like an eternity before finally collapsing onto the soft grass, gasping for breath and panting heavily from exertion and pleasure alike.

As your pace slows, Kitsune reaches back with one hand to stroke at your cheek lovingly, his expression softening into a small smile. "Not bad," he whispers hoarsely. "You've... got quite the stamina yourself."

Kitsune laughs softly, amused by your cockiness. "Yes, I could tell," he says with a knowing glance in your direction. He places his hands on the grass next to you and slowly pulls himself up until he's standing once more, his back arched seductively as he looks down at you with those glowing silver eyes.

With one graceful movement, Kitsune reaches between your legs, his claws scraping lightly across your thigh as he cups your semi-hard length in his palm. "I could use that again later," he muses casually before lowering his head and taking you into his mouth once more, wrapping those dexterous tongue around you and suckling gently like a contented kitten at its mother's teat.

His other hand finds its way to your chest, tracing lazy circles on your skin as he deepens the pressure of his mouth around you, expertly coaxing you back to full hardness with each passing stroke and lick. When he finally draws away again, you feel thoroughly sated but achingly aroused once more; ready for whatever else this enigmatic creature might have in store.

Kitsune closes his eyes and tilts his head up slightly as you pat him on the head, an almost canine gesture that never fails to stir something primal inside him. He lets out a quiet purr of contentment before looking back down at you with those silvery eyes. "Thank you," he whispers softly. "You're such a good host."

With that, the kitsune turns and begins to pad silently through the woods, his lithe form moving gracefully between the trees as if he were born to them. You have the choice of following him or staying behind; after all, there are other creatures out there waiting for their chance to breed with you. The decision is in your hands now...

Kitsune grins at your question, the expression softening his features briefly before he replies. "Oh, you may call me whatever you like." He pauses for a moment, considering. "If it pleases you, you could try... Kou."