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Grey clouds obscured the sky over a city full of people buzzing about in large crowds. A soft rain fell down from the sky and a pitter-patter sounded atop the umbrellas and raincoats of the people down below. Despite the weather, the animal people of the city kept moving on with their usual daily business while daylight above the clouds was burning. For some, there was work to be done and others there were vacations to be had as the city was the perfect place to take a break and escape the woes of everyday life. Through the crowds and the rain, a golden-furred canine walked with every step producing a little jingle from a bell tied in the canine's hair by a ribbon. Her pace quickened as the rain kept on pouring down and seemed to grow more intense as time passed by. Eventually, she took a hard turn to the left and stopped underneath the canopy of a store. The canine was left panting since she had rushed to get out of the rain, but now she could at least catch her breath without getting wet. Isabelle's clothes weren't soaked, but her green vest and skirt were peppered with drops of water and the hotel was a few blocks off. Really, she should have brought an umbrella with her, but the day had started so clear, so free of any clouds. With a frown, she turned with a single paw moving to grasp her chin while thinking about hailing a taxi. Scanning the streets, she saw that the taxis that were coming, were rushing on by at a pace she couldn't quite keep track of. Being a visitor in the big city, she wasn't really sure how she could get any of those cars to stop for her, so perhaps other options were better. Maybe walking in the rain wouldn't be so bad, but a flash of lightning and the crack of thunder put a stop to that thought. Looking back at the store, she smiled when she saw the sign. By what she saw on the sign and in the window, it was a clothing store, and one that looked fairly fancy at that. Well, if she'd risk ruining an outfit while going back to the hotel, then the very least she could do was buy something new and nice for herself. She was on vacation, after all, pampering herself and splurging on herself should come naturally. With a smile and a wagging tail, she walked into the store, bells jingling from both her own and the store's door.

Isabelle was greeted by the sight of a black carpeted room with several mannequins on display with clothing in various colors and shapes that all seemed designer made to Isabelle's glowing eyes. Behind the mannequins, racks of dresses, skirts, and more stood for customers to browse at their leisure. All in all, to Isabelle it felt like quite the modern feel with bright lights shining down below as if illuminating a fashion show's floor. To the right, there was a counter where a giraffe wearing a blue dress and fishnet stockings stood with a register. At the moment, the giraffe was putting something beneath the counter, but when she finished she stood up tall and looked over at Isabelle who was standing near the entrance of the store in awe of all the options.

It wasn't often that the canine ever got to go out and shop for herself. Normally, she shopped for business reasons to help run a town. Thinking about that, she wondered how things were going back home without her. She had responsibilities to take care of, responsibilities that had been put on hold because she had been pressed to take a vacation. While it was nice, part of her wanted to be back at home doing her job rather than wondering about how to enjoy herself, but here she was.

"Hello Miss, may I help you today?"

Isabelle's ears perked up for a second before flopping back down. She looked over at the giraffe. The owner of the store was leaning over the counter with a small smile, arms crossed on the counter as she waited for Isabelle to reply. Now she felt rude for getting lost in her own thoughts and not greeting the proprietor of the store.

Clearing her throat she replied, "I'm just um..." She stopped herself from saying 'browsing' and instead beamed and said, "I'm here for a new look. I'm on vacation and I...I want to spend a bit on myself to well, look good for c-casual stuff."

Thinking about it, maybe that sounded dumb. Perhaps she should have said that she wanted something to just look pretty, or maybe for a different occasion, but what she had said sounded a bit silly now that she repeated it in her head.

Before she could correct herself the giraffe stepped from around the counter and crossed her arms, "Hah, I think I can get you something like that, but tell me, darling, would you want something tailor-made from my amazing mind, or perhaps you would like to pick something from the racks to try on? Either way, I'm sure I can instruct and guide you."

Isabelle blinked and looked down. She had plenty of bells to spend and she had been practically ordered by her boss to just be selfish. A part of her wasn't really sure what she wanted, but a small portion of her heart was so excited at the prospect of getting something custom made for herself that she couldn't quite contain herself.

Giving in to that ever-growing piece of her heart, she smiled and finally gave her answer, "I...I would like something custom made with your advice. I'm not really great at fashion for the nightlife or fashion for any sort of casual life, but if you could help me then I'd be glad to spend the bells!"

The giraffe giggled, "I would be more than happy to help. You have a look that deserves clothes that accentuate your natural beauty darling. Tell me, before we start working with one another, what is your name?"

At being called beautiful she felt her cheeks burning hot red beneath the fur before she answered with a squeak, "Isabelle! I'm ah, here on vacation."

The fashionable proprietor of the store stepped toward Isabelle and took her paw up gently before she leaned down to speak, "Then, Isabelle, I will make you something that will make your natural beauty shine. My name is Gracie, and know that without a doubt I will satisfy your every desire here at this store."

Isabelle swore she heard some sort of tone in that statement reminiscent of flirting, but that was most likely her own imagination. There was no reason to think that Gracie was being anything but polite, no reason at all. Isabelle had no idea what she wanted, no clue if she even would buy anything from the giraffe and her mind kept on thinking about those silly compliments that had her cheeks burning hotter and hotter the more she thought about them. Those compliments had flustered her beyond any possible words and all she could do was nod while Gracie started leading her toward a door near the back. Through the door, they went with little pause in their steps. No one was left to command the front of the store and she thought about asking, but Gracie tugged her along and her attention was now on the current room she was in.

There were long swatches of cloth on tables with needles poking out of them, mannequins and other models standing here and there with finished and unfinished dresses and more. While her eyes were scanning the room, Gracie propped her up on a small stool and told her, "Stay still now. I need to take some measurements, with your permission of course ma'am."

Isabelle did as was told and allowed the giraffe to start moving her about. Her arms were pushed as she felt something coiling around her waist. She looked down to see Gracie's hooves working a yellow measuring tape around her waist and other portions of her body. Occasionally she would turn and scribble something down on a notepad, but she would then soon return to continue taking measurements. It felt embarrassing to have the giraffe feel her up, and more than once she felt like Gracie was taking her time in certain places more than others.

"So what do you do miss business?" Gracie said suddenly.

Isabelle blinked, "Oh uh...I do secretarial work mostly. I run numbers, organize events, organize plans, organize organize organize, that's a lot of what I do. But um, why did you call me miss business?"

Gracie chuckled while squeezing the tape around Isabelle's chest, "A cute little vest and tie combo? A neat skirt? You're business casual at least at the moment despite being on vacation, so I pick you out for a busybody. I bet you don't even really know what you want here hm?"

The canine felt her cheeks burn and she sighed, "Gosh...That obvious? I guess I am a busybody and yes, I don't really know what I want it's true. I just figured I'd wait out the rain and try to pamper myself a little, I guess. That's what people on vacation do right?"

The pressure around her chest tightened for just a moment as Gracie leaned down so their heads were level, "Hm, are you asking what I would do on vacation?"

Isabelle thought about that for a moment. The giraffe seemed like a fashionable sort that seemed passionate about her work, but less high strung than Isabelle could ever hope to be. Finally, with a small smile she nodded, "Mhm, I think I'd like to know. Maybe I could get some advice for mine other than sitting in a hotel room watching T.V."

Gracie chuckled and stood up straight, Isabelle blinking as she felt the measuring tape sliding down her body until it was at her waist again, "Well, Isabelle, I would think my vacation would involve a night out on the town with the lover of my choice, whoever that might be. After that night, I'd take them back to my hotel room where I would show them an evening of pleasure removed from clothing for once."

Isabelle felt her cheeks growing hotter by the second, and she felt them burn as the measuring tape around her waist squeezed and she was tugged back, something firm pressing against her. Was that, an invite? She had no clue whether or not she should even be entertaining the thought. She didn't know Gracie too well and work had her so busy that she would never even get the chance to call back, but her heart was thumping wildly as she thought of the possibility of having someone in her bed during this stay in the city.

With a gulp and wagging tail, Isabelle spoke, "I uh...I don't really have any ideas for what I want really, so I'm afraid these measurements are gonna go to waste, but uh." She paused, her cheeks on fire and her eyes trailing down to the ground.

"But what?" Gracie asked with a chuckle.

"But would you like to come back to my hotel with me?" Isabelle managed to ask with a squeak.

Gracie giggled and the tape fell away from her waist before the giraffe's arms came around her shoulders to hug her close, "Are you sure?" Isabelle opened her mouth to give a nervous answer, but paused as Gracie whispered to her ear, "We could just have all the fun right here."

Back and forth Isabelle's tail began to beat. Her heart was thumping faster by the second and her entire body was engulfed in a fiery warmth that threatened to blot out her mind. She didn't even notice that Gracie had taken her arms away to grab Isabelle by the wrist and lower her from the stool.

The canine gasped as she was tugged firmly and pressed toward a clear table while the giraffe commanded, "Sit up and be a good girl. Wait right there and I'll show you something nice."

There was a moment where she paused as heat washed over her from being treated like a pet. She supposed it was only natural that Gracie would command her with such an imposing presence, but something about being domineered by such simple words had her tail wagging as she moved to sit up on the table just as instructed. She watched with wide eyes as Gracie took the hem of her dress and lifted it to reveal the fat bulge against her fishnet stockings. Both hooves slipped down beneath her dress to grab hold of the waist of her stockings to let them slide down her legs. The process her fat equine cock out into the air for Isabelle to stare out while she slipped out of the stockings fully. Isabelle's paws went up to her mouth as she wondered how she would be able to take that. She hadn't had sex in such a long time and it seemed like such a sudden thing. Maybe if she had a bit of time to prepare she could handle it to the hilt, but just out of the blue like this she wasn't even sure she could handle the tip!

With her thoughts racing just as much of her heart, she didn't notice Gracie approach. Isabelle yelped as her ankles were grabbed and pulled apart. The motion pushed her onto her back and she squirmed as she felt her underwear being pulled away from her waist and over her ankles before being tossed away. She shuddered as he skirt was pushed up and she looked down to see Gracie on her knees, face between Isabelle's legs. The canine gasped as she felt the giraffe's long tongue drag up and down against her heat. She shivered and tried to adjust to see more of what was happening, but her hips were suddenly grasped and brought up high as Gracie dipped her tongue inside of Isabelle's pussy.

Hot embarrassment pressed against her cheeks along with the pleasure pulsing inside of her from the tongue twisting and writhing against her inner walls. It didn't take long before her arousal was dripping from her pussy and even still the giraffe continued to push her tongue deep inside while she squeezed onto Isabelle's hips. The pleasure pressing through Isabelle caused her to huff and moan, her eyes fluttering as she clawed the table beneath her. She hadn't experienced this type of pleasure in such a long time and her body absolutely begged for more of this attention. A dull throng of pressure and pleasure slid across her abdomen as she felt her insides tightening on that tongue. It felt like she was already about to burst from the sudden invasion. It was made all the more pleasurable by the fact that Gracie seemed to know exactly where to move her tongue and the fact that they were so dangerously close to a place where someone could just walk in on them while searching for Gracie and she was already growing so near to her first climax. She thought about holding back, she clenched her stomach hard and tried to hold back as much as she could, but it was no use. With a loud moan, her body shook as her orgasm hit her mind and body.

Isabelle was left panting, lying flat on the table while drowning in the bliss of her orgasm. Her left leg trembled as she felt Gracie pull her tongue free and she looked up to see the giraffe looking down at her with a smirk, thick bottom lip glistening as she spoke, "Enjoyed yourself so much already? I hope you won't mind if I keep going though."

Isabelle could only squeak as she felt Gracie's cock press atop of her crotch. She looked down to see that the giraffe was grinding that equine girth up and down, slowly edging it closer and closer to her slit. She shuddered and finally found an answer, "I don't mind at all...In fact, I think you should be compensated for what you did. You um, you did so well I think you should really just take what you want."

The more she talked the more she felt her cheeks burning up until she couldn't speak anymore. Gracie was looking down at her with such a sneer, such a savagely smug look that it made her feel even smaller than she really was. Gracie leaned and nose to nose gave Isabelle a soft kiss before speaking in a tone befitting that smirk, "Ohhh, how sweet...You're so much of a pure soul you can't even dirty talk properly." Isabelle tried to counter that somehow, but her mouth was suddenly captured in a deep kiss. Her eyes grew wide as their lips were locked for a few heated moments that had her steamed body shivering. When Gracie pulled away she whispered, "But I'll be glad to use you to my heart's content."

Isabelle felt her heart stop and quicken all at once as those words slipped free of the giraffe's lips. Slowly, Gracie moved back between her legs where she grabbed onto each ankle to spread them further before she took hold of her thick cock to press the flared tip against Isabelle's pussy. Even with that tongue lashing, she wasn't sure if she could handle it, but the uncertainty was exciting in a certain way. For Isabelle, her life had been about counting numbers, about keeping things organized and correct, and getting fucked on a table with a stranger seemed so chaotic, so wrong! Even feeling that way she kept her legs spread open as she watched that thick tip press inside of her pussy, her body growing hotter as she moaned upon having her pussy stretched. To her credit, Gracie edged herself inside instead of thrusting every inch of her cock in one go.

That thick thing stretching and pulsing against her insides along with the dull pain of having something so large inside of her pushed her to sigh and shiver. Her toes curled and splayed as she dug her claws into the table again while she braced herself for more of the giraffe's shaft. It wasn't long before Gracie's lips were on her neck, planting loving kisses that sent shivers down her spine.

A sudden urge crawling through her body begging to be released out into the world had her tail wagging and her mouth opening wide with a moan to say, "Fuck me please, don't hold back, rough me up."

Those words seemingly slipped from her mouth before she could even think about them, and even with them flowing through the air freely, she couldn't think straight. Her mind was mired in steam and her body burned with shivering pleasure and other sensations melding together. Gracie had paused upon hearing her and their eyes were locked together, Isabelle nodding as if to reaffirm what she had just said.

Isabelle's vacation lover shuddered and leaned down to connect their lips together in a loving kiss that sounded off with a wet smack. That gentle kiss relaxed her body as she pressed up toward it and brought her arms around the giraffe's body to steady herself. She could feel the other's body shivering perhaps in anticipation of what was about to happen. Her own legs hooked around Gracie's hips as if to urge her on and with that urging her eyes grew wide as she felt every inch of that thick equine shaft slam inside of her.

Pain and pleasure struck her all at once and her body jolted forward from the sudden thrust. Isabelle's squeak and moan were muffled by the mouth on her own as Gracie began to rock her hips back and forth. Gracie's movements were slow and gentle for only a few seconds before each thrust brought her balls down on Isabelle's taint at a rapid pace. In and in again she felt that cock slide and press as deep as possible and as rough as Gracie could manage. Her insides were clenching tightly like a vice in an attempt to milk that fat shaft inside of her, and with that that she remembered that Gracie wasn't wearing any protection. She could feel that steam in her mind growing into a thick miasma that prevented her from ripping herself away to tell Gracie to pull out.

When their lips finally did manage to part, Isabelle could only whine, "Don't pull out."

Such words filled her with a frightening that gripped her body at every corner, and Gracie seemed to take the message well. Strong split-hoof digits gripped at her hips as Gracie kept thrusting inside of Isabelle with her eyes closed. The giraffe huffed and puffed as she continued pounding inside and the canine beneath her moaned and writhed in pleasure. She could feel the pulsing of the cock inside of her pussy growing more intense, the throbbing shaft grinding against her wet inner walls. All it took was a few more thrusts before she felt hot cum start to fill her, and Gracie continued to pound away at her senses.

Warm seed spread through her pussy and she gasped as rope after rope was emptied out with every thrust producing more and more. It was a seemingly endless amount of cum that had her back arching and her toes splaying out as she tried to keep herself sane underneath the sensations being pressed on her. It had been such a long time since she had felt this pleasure, and even longer since she had let herself go wild and she was loving every second of it. As she felt the last drops of the giraffe's orgasm fill her, she sighed and let herself lie flat back on the table.

Gracie slowly pulled out of Isabelle, and the canine could feel every inch grinding against her inner walls all the way until the flare reached the entrance where it pulled out with a wet pop. Her toes curled at the feeling of that thick thing finally coming out of her and she tensed for just a moment before sighing and relaxing again.

"My, I didn't think you would be so wild," Gracie said with a near purr.

Isabelle sighed and she slowly moved to sit up. She could already feel the echoes of a sore morning waiting for her in the little aches and pains she felt, but she could only smile at those. When she registered what Gracie had said she felt her cheeks heat up a little before she answered, "I...I guess I was a little wild, but I mean, you were wonderful. I uhm, loved every second of that. I'd be glad to uh, keep coming back to your store."

Gracie smiled and moved over to another table. She brushed aside fabric and looked through some boxes, Isabelle tilting her head wondering what the giraffe was doing. When Gracie came back she had a business card between her digits. Isabelle blinked and took hold of the card as the giraffe spoke, "My number is on there. Even when you go back home I think I'd like to get a few calls from you, and if you would be willing I'd be glad to visit you during your job."

Isabelle thought of being plowed wildly at her own work desk and her body shivered, "Gosh! I guess that would be fine..." She then looked up at Gracie with a small smile, "But I still have about a week, so maybe a proper date tomorrow night at a restaurant?"

A gentle kiss was planted on her lips and her eyes widened as Gracie pulled away and whispered, "I'd love that."