Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 34451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
“I think I should just stick to gaming and computers. Anything artistic is not me.” He stared down at himself with a sigh. He was a mess.
Today’s T-shirt had a T-Rex on the front of it and the words: I’m Rexy and I know it.
Autumn had given it to him for his birthday. He kind of loved it. Though now it was covered in glue and macaroni.
“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up; then it’s time for both of you to have a nap.” The Fox took his hand, pulling him to his feet.
“Uh, Papa. I’m a big boy. I don’t take naps.”
“When you have dark marks under your eyes, you take naps until they’re gone,” the Fox countered.
“Well, that sucks,” he muttered.
Tutu giggled.
The Fox turned to her. “You’re having a nap too, Bunny.”
“But, Daddy, I don’ts have dark marks under my eyes.”
“No, but Little girls have naps.” He held out his hand to her and she took it so he could pull her up as well.
“Shouldn’t I tidy up the mess, Daddy?” Autumn asked.
“We can do that later. Before our movie time.”
“And popcorn?” Autumn asked.
“Of course.”
“And Christmas cookies?”
“Yes.”
“And hot chocolates?”
The Fox turned to look at her. “That’s a lot of sugar.”
“But it’s Christmas!”
“Not yet, it’s not.”
“I think the whole month of December, I should get to eat whatever I want.”
“Really? Is that a Christmas rule?” the Fox asked as he led them into Tutu’s nursery.
Autumn looked like she was going to lie before she sighed and shook her head. “No, Daddy. But it could be our rule.”
“I don’t think so,” the Fox told her firmly, pushing open the bathroom door. “I remember what happened when I let you eat cake for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. You vomited it all back up.”
“That was once, Daddy. I think the cake was off.”
Brody grinned at her as the Fox started the shower.
“Baby boy, you get in the shower and wash your hair while I get Bunny onto the toilet.”
“Hey, I don’t need to go to the toilet.”
“You drank three cups of coffee this morning,” Brody pointed out.
“Three? I only gave you two,” the Fox replied.
Uh-oh.
Brody grimaced at Autumn, who sighed.
“I might have, um, snuck another coffee, Daddy. But I needed it!” Autumn told him.
“You needed three cups of coffee this morning?” the Fox asked. “Why is that? Were you tired?”
“Um, yes.”
“So perhaps you need an extra-long nap now.” The Fox undid the back of the onesie Autumn was wearing and gave her a couple of sharp slaps to her bottom before putting her on the toilet.
Brody sent her another apologetic look, which she waved off. The Fox turned back to strip him off and help him in the shower.
Miraculously, he was left to wash his hair alone while the Fox put Tutu to bed. However, he soon discovered that getting glue out of your hair was not that easy.
As he was getting out, the Fox walked back in and grabbed the towel from him. The Fox briskly dried him off, being very thorough around his balls and cock.
Brody sucked in a sharp breath as his cock started growing hard.
“Behave,” he whispered to it.
The Fox just grinned at him. “I don’t think it’s interested in listening to you, baby boy.”
Brody sighed. No. It never was, the jerk.
To his surprise, Tutu wasn’t in her bed in the nursery. The Fox led him back to their bedroom.
“Bunny wanted to nap with you.”
Tutu was already in bed, her eyes sleepy, her arms wrapped around Freddy Fox as she sucked on her pacifier.
The Fox got Brody dressed in a pair of boxers that had Yoda on them. And then he drew back the covers of the bed. “In you get, baby boy.”
Brody climbed in and Autumn immediately cuddled up against him.
“Do the two of you want a story?” the Fox asked.
“Story! Story!” Autumn chanted after pulling out the pacifier. “But can I suck on Brody’s paci while you tell it?”
The Fox looked at Brody. Confused, Brody frowned. “I don’t have a paci.”
“Yeah, you do.” Autumn’s hand travelled down his chest to lightly cup his dick.
Oh. Right.
He cleared his throat. “Yeah, you can do that.”
“Goody.”
His eyebrows rose. She often liked to suck on the Fox’s cock before falling asleep.
But it was unusual for her to do it with Brody.
As she wrapped her mouth around his cock while the Fox started telling them a story about Santa Claus and the naughty elf who got himself a spanking, Brody knew there was no way that his cock was going to behave.
Or that he would sleep.
No way at all.
Later that evening, while Autumn misbehaved in order to distract the Fox, Brody called Sunny and explained their idea.
Sunny loved the idea.
He’d really been hoping that she would be the voice of reason.
You should be the voice of reason.
Well, he knew that wasn’t going to happen.