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New Year's Bare Walk

For Duffi

By Draconicon

"Alright, Duffi. It's time for your first Bare Walk. You excited? You ready? You eager? You...are so cooooooold!"

The border collie shivered, feeling like her fur was going to fall off in the cool weather of the first month of the year. January was always cold, even here on the coast, and she swore that her nipples were poking through the fur of her breasts. She resisted the urge to cover herself, even as the cold wind blew down the street and almost up between her legs.

She rushed down to the block, her toeless high heels clicking on the ground, her tail wagging slightly in an effort to keep moving and stay warm, but it was hard. The early morning was just getting light, but she knew that she needed to move quickly, anyway. If she stayed out in the open for too long, the police would eventually see her, and they would probably throw her into one of their cars for indecent exposure.

But that was fine. She just had to be quick.

Duffi reached one of the city subway entrances, and ran for it. Every so often, she took a stair too fast and almost tumbled forward, but better to get out of the wind than to stay up there and freeze her tail off. She jumped over the last of the sets of stairs, and landed hard enough for the heel to almost throw her onto her face.

It didn't, though...

But there were people there to see her almost fall over.

Duffi blushed as she pulled herself to her feet, her cheeks burning as she walked past a traveling wolf pack that was just getting off the subway. It was rather hard to avoid getting stared at, when she was completely naked and they weren't. Her breasts bounced a bit, and she tried not to hurry forward as they walked by.

Just let them stare, just let them stare, she thought, even as she walked over to the ticket machine.

She shifted her weight, feeling their eyes on her butt for a moment. It took everything she had to stay still, to let them stare and not move. Her body was heating up, though, and that was something. Even if it was heating up in the wrong area.

Duffi blushed as she picked up the ticket that the machine printed off and high-tailed it for the platform. She passed through the barrier, got on the train, and held tight to one of the overhead hand railings.

Thankfully, this early in the morning, few people would be taking the train just yet. She had the whole place to herself, and she shivered in strange pleasure as she felt the temptation to reach down and touch herself, to enjoy the possibility of being caught in the open with nothing on and so vulnerable to the right sort of people...

The border collie blushed, shifting back and forth in her transparent high heels, and was about to give in when the train stopped and someone else stepped on.

Her cheeks burned as she saw the Doberman walk in. Tall, graceful, and with a severity to her that belied the fancy skirt she wore, she looked like someone that would terrorize an office. Duffi realized that she had the other canine's full attention in seconds, and that they were still the only ones in the train car.

The other dog chuckled, putting her briefcase down on one of the seats nearby, and walked right over. Duffi started to turn, giggling, planning on making a chase, but the Doberman caught her by the ankle. She gasped, almost falling over, but managed to balance on the other one.

"Where are you going, hmm?"

"Well, I thought -"

"Oh, no. I am not letting this delightful bit of tail run off that quickly."

Duffi blushed as she felt her high heel being peeled off of her foot, dragged down and away until it clicked to the ground again. Still held by the ankle, she was unable to run as the Doberman woman bent down and gave her a long, slow lick from toes to heel. Her eyes rolled back, and she gasped in unexpected pleasure.

"Mmm, you liked that? I bet you'll like this, even more."

After another couple of licks, the Doberman stepped forward, and Duffi felt her foot get nudged beneath the other woman's skirt, only to find out, she wasn't exactly a woman. A thick shaft pressed against her toes, rubbing against them before moving further, further down...

Just when it was about to get a little hot and heated, though, the train whistled. The Doberman looked up, her grip getting loose, and Duffi realized that they were close to a central platform. She had to get off, or she'd be swarmed.

Shoving her slippery foot back in its garment, she wiggled her high heeled shoe back on and tossed a playful wave over her shoulder before disembarking.

Unlike at the first station, there was no way that she could avoid being seen, or avoid bumping into people. There were dozens, perhaps hundreds of people at the central interchange, and she blushed as she bumped from one to another, feeling hands here and there getting a good feel of her butt, or her hips. Occasionally, she was almost pulled off of her feet as someone grabbed at her leg, and she nearly lost her shoes more than once.

But eventually, she made her way to the stairs out, and jogged up. She felt the eyes of a hundred people on her, and as she made her way to the top step, she saw something even more worrying. A security camera, one that turned and looked right ather.

Though her cheeks burned, Duffi turned and leaned forward, her hand back between her legs and spreading her nether lips for the camera.

"Enjoy the view!"

She couldn't believe that she'd said it, but she had, and she kept on moving, not daring to linger for long. If she did, then the police would catch her for sure.

The wind was back and that meant that her nipples were back to popping out through her fur. She shivered as she jogged down from the station to one of the nearby restaurants, figuring that she might at least be able to get a hot meal there. However, it was getting lighter and brighter, and as a result, more and more people were starting to line the streets.

Much as she blushed, she knew that she'd be doing this again next month. The feeling of so many eyes on her, the intense sensation of being watched, of being stared at, was too good for this to be a one-time thing. She would be doing this as often as she could get away with it.

Her body was dripping, her thighs almost drenched in the cool air by the time she turned in at a cafe. She rushed in, fighting the temptation to go to a corner table, and instead went to the bar right at the other end of the diner. The border collie sat down, and was almost immediately set on by a lioness...a lioness with the same 'problem' that the Doberman in the subway had had, by the looks of it.

Oh dear.

Duffi blushed as she was turned around, looked down at. The feline chuckled, shaking her head a few times.

"If you're going to eat like that, you're going to go all the way. You hear me?"

"Mmm, you mean these?"

She lifted one of her feet, and the lioness nodded. Duffi blushed. It had been the only covering she had, but if that was the case...

A couple of quick tugs had her feet freed from her shoes, but no sooner had it been done than the lioness helped her lean back. Helped, meaning pushed her back a few feet, nudging her to lean back on the bar of the cafe. There was nobody else in, just yet, and though there was the sound of kitchen staff in the back, she got the feeling that they wouldn't be coming out.

The lioness leaned forward a bit, unzipping her trousers and moving her apron to allow her shaft out. It was already hard, and dripping a bit, and more than big enough for the idea of actually pleasuring her. Duffi blushed, but spread her legs obligingly. She had been caught and pinned, after all. It wouldn't be a bad thing to allow the huntress her prize.

It was quick, and simple, as the lioness pushed forward. That thick dick slipped inside of her, and almost instantly her toes started curling. It always happened. The moment something felt good, her toes curled, a massive physical 'tell' of her own enjoyment. She gasped as the lioness pulled back a little, then pushed forward again, each little thrust adding to her own enjoyment as the moments wore on.

She blushed as her impromptu lover pushed deep, holding herself there.

"Any boyfriends I have to worry about, hun?"

"No...just go quick."

"Mmm, my pleasure."

Slender but firm hands pinned her arms over her head, and her ankles rested on the lioness's shoulders. Every so often, she felt a raspy tongue flicking along the bottom of her soles, but most of her attention was focused on the simple feeling of pleasure between her legs. It was slowly building, getting stronger and stronger with each passing second, and the lioness's quick thrusts were expertly done to build her up faster.

In, out, in, out. Her blushes grew stronger, and her cheeks burned hotter as she had to turn her head to avoid making too much noise. In, out, in, out, each thrust a little faster, a little deeper, her juices and the lioness's mixing.

She was right on the verge when the door opened with a ting-ting of a bell getting rung.

"Okay, ma'am. I'm sure that's against the laws of food safety. If you would step back?"

Her eyes went wide at the sound of a cop's voice, laden with authority and sarcasm, and she arched her back. Even as the lioness pulled out, she came, her sex squeezing down on nothing as she went over the edge. She whimpered, her orgasm almost ruined from the sudden drop of stimulation.

Before she could pull herself together, the cop - an alligator - came up to her, and gently clasped her hands together, handcuffing her and pulling her to her feet.

"You know, streaking's bad enough, but that..."

"What's the matter, officer? Were you hoping for some?"

"Heh."

The alligator smiled, and winked. The feminine scaly reached down, squeezing a rising shaft.

"Don't tempt me..."

The End