Short Stories and poems

Foxes and Chocolate

What is it about foxes and chocolate?

The vixen padded her way to the kitchen, getting ready to start the day, when she noticed the heart-shaped box, which had a bow tying it together, along with a note.

The note, written in her sister’s handwriting, said, “Happy Valentine’s Day, Savanah. Love John.”

Savanah had to chuckle. She read further.

“P.S. From your sister, Ruby - Open this thing up before he panics too much.”

Savanah’s eyes widened. She opened the lid, and saw, surrounded by chocolates, her tiny human husband, John. The human was tied up, and had a strip of cloth over his mouth. The large vixen, carefully, removed the gag from his mouth.

“Are you alright?” she asked.

John chuckled nervously. “Eh, more or less.”

“I can’t believe my sister would tie you up and gag you like this,” Savanah muttered to herself, as she untied him. “I’m going to shave her bald.”

“Actually, the restraints and gag were my idea,” said John, as he was freed. “I wanted to surprise you when you opened the box, but I wanted to make sure that I didn’t damage the chocolate.”

Savanah looked at him. “Alright – just her tail then. She knows how you are, and should have talked you out of this.”

“Oh, she tried,” John said. “But, once I get an idea in my head, I just got to do it, even if some aspects scare me.”

The vixen picked up the tiny human, carefully holding him. “Even if it means dealing with the dark?”

“Especially, the dark,” said John. “After all, that’s how much I love you.”

Savanah chuckled, as she gently kissed him. “So brave, in spite of your fear of the dark.” She looked at the chocolate. “So, what’s the deal this time?”

“It’s actually simple,” John said. “Enjoy a piece of chocolate, lick me, enjoy another piece of chocolate, lick me again, and when the chocolate is gone, you get to enjoy me.”

Savanah smiled. “Simple things are always best.” She looked at a box on the table. “What’s in that?”

“Open it,” said John.

Savanah picked it up, noting the general shape. She opened the box, and pulled out the object. She looked at John. “Seriously?”

“Thought that we could spice things up in the bedroom,” John said, with a chuckle.

“But a dildo?” Savanah asked. “That’s not much fun. Even with the cavity it has to hold someone, it’s not going to help you.”

“Take another look, or two,” said John. “Especially someplace dark.”

Savanah placed the dildo in a dark area, and began to grin. “I see,” she said. “That would help you out a bit.”

“Yep, glow-in-the-dark,” said John.

“But, I want to feel you, and not this,” said Savanah. “Your movements make it fun.”

“Look at what’s in the cavity,” said John.

Savanah took another look, specifically at what looked like a smaller box. “I thought that thing was the instruction sheet.” She opened the cavity, dumped the box into her hand, set the dildo down, and carefully opened the box. She looked at John, and grinned. “Now This is Special.” She pulled out what was inside of the box – a unitard. “I can’t wait to see you in this.”

John chuckled. “It should help me see when I’m inside of your vagina.”

“Or when you’re inside of my ass, if we ever get around to doing that,” Savanah said, her grin becoming mischievous.

John chuckled nervously. “I think I’d rather face your vagina in the dark,” he said. “Much more pleasant.”

“Let’s get to the chocolate,” said Savanah. “And then the fun.”



After a while, the chocolate was gone. Savanah opened her mouth, and let John crawl inside. She waited a bit.

“Alright,” said John.

She then slowly closed her mouth, tilted her head back, and swallowed. She felt John slide down her throat, and land in her stomach. “Delicious as always,” she said. She then popped a couple of tablets, swallowing them. “All good down there?”

“These the improved glowing tablets?” John asked. “They seem to be working.”

“Good to know,” she said. She then picked up the dildo and unitard. “Now, to figure out what we’re doing later.”

“You pick,” said John. “I’ll be sure to enjoy it.” He then began to rub the vixen’s stomach

Savanah grinned, as she all but moaned with pleasure from the human’s expert touch. “Thank you, my love.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, my wife!” John shouted.

Savanah chuckled. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my husband.”