Umbreon unbirth

It's late evening and it's already really dark outside. I'm out by myself and looking around, trying to make sense of the shadows and trying not to get too scared, but it's kinda really hard when it's nearly impossible to see what's what. Add that to a hyper active imagination and you got a recipe for one scared arctic feral fox.
I see something coming closer, something that glows with yellow circles.
I do what any normal adult animal would do.. I turn tail and run as fast away as I can, and right into a tree headfirst. Which unfortunately knocks me unconscious.

A bit later and I'm slowly coming to again and see an unbreon sitting in the moonlight and watching me curiously, “hey sweetie, did anything happen?” Seems the thing that scared me so was just her markings, her glowing yellow markings.
I nod and smile at her shyly, “yeah.. I.. I think I'm ok still..” and look up, “man, I wish I knew where my den is at..”
She nods and grins, “well.. I could show you, if you wanted, sweetie.. I have a den nearby you can spend the night in if you want to.” as she gets over and settles in beside me, her thicker tail wrapped around me and pretty much hiding me from view all by itself. Which isn't that strange considering she's about three times my size.
I poke my head out as I rest my front paws on top of her tail and just smile at her softly, “can I ask you to carry me? I have terrible night vision.”
She nods, “want to rest on my back? It might be a bit bumpy, but I hope you'll manage.”
I humm and smile at her, “it's a tempting offer, but.. I'm afraid I'd slide off when you start walking..”
she nods, “well.. then I suppose you could..” and grins as she gets up and slowly pushes her netherlips down against my muzzle, “last choice, you either ride in here or you walk beside me.. What will it be?”
I smile for myself as I start pushing my front paws into her open sex, “well.. I think I'll chance riding in here..” and let out a soft whimper as her warm wetness surrounds me rather tightly.
The umbreon grins and moans, “oohh.. a very good choice, foxy.. an excellent choice indeed..” and starts pushing back, letting my front legs and muzzle start to slide into her warm tightness.
I don't fight it, I lower my head so my muzzle is resting between my front legts and start pushing in carefully, my hind legs digging in to make it easier for my smaller and slimmer body to slide into her sex, while contemplating how glad I am to be slim like this.
The umbreon moans and whimpers as she pushes back slowly pushes my belly and hind legs into her warm and wet cavern.
And soon after that I can feel her warm inner walls hugging my smaller body tightly and rather protectively as I start getting pushed in towards her womb. My tails getting pushed into her warmth as I can feet my front coming to rest against her cervix.
The umbreon whimpers and stretches out, “almost there.. curl up in me and I'll carry you to my den as we agreed on.”
I nod and smile as I slowly push my way into her womb, curling up and wrapping my tails around me before letting out a yawn, “I'm ready now, miss umbreon!”
She nods and smiles as she starts walking towards her den, “glad to hear it, sweetie.”

A bit later, about 15 or so minutes and she's pushing her way into her den and curling up before nuzzling her bigger belly, “hey sleepyhead?”
The only reaction she gets from me is light snoring so she just shrugs and curls up, “fine, I'll let you out in the morning instead then, I suppose.” and buries her muzzle in against her slightly larger belly, “if you even want out at that time.”

But she can't get me out the day after, and same thing the day after that.. and before either of us realized it it's turned to weeks and then to months. Until she suddenly feel some contractions in her hind area and start panting, “what are you doing, foxy?”
She doesn't get any reactions but she can feel me starting to get forcefully pushed out of my warm and soft home and back into the real world.
And soon I start pushing out again, slightly smaller and with brown fur and still too tired and dazed to pay any of that any mind. The only thing on my mind is the umbreon, her warmth and protection as I weakly, on legs I haven't quite figured out to use yet, make my way over and collapse in against her chest and smile at her weakly before hungrily latching on to the nipple she happily offers me. The only thing coming to is smaller words that means mother, protector and safety and so on.
The umbreon smiles at me softly and let me feed for a bit before pulling me down between her front legs and start licking me clean before nuzzling me as she says, “oh foxy.. I offered you to nap in my den with me, and you repay me with this boon” and smiles at me rather happily, “I'll be a good mother and show you there's nothing to be afraid of out in the night..” and settles in and uses her tail to push me back in against her chest and murring as she can feel me going right back to feeding, “that's good.. Newborn kits should focus on feeding and sleeping so they can grow up and be stronger..” and smiles at me softly, “and then, when you get older, I'll tell you the story of your creator that gave you to me on a quiet night..” and gazes outside for just a moment, “kinda like tonight.”