Part One, The Forest of Colors
WARNING ~ This story contains F/F sex. Just warning ya...
Also, this is my first story, so comments/thoughts are appreciated.
Liarrah looked down at her reddish paws. It happened again. She looked around. There, as always, was the she-wolf, lying on her back, staring at the moon. The most beautiful creature that Liarrah had ever seen. She looked around again. They were on the same island where they had first met, and the tall oak tree in the center of the island towered, casting an odd shadow over all. It was a warm, slightly breezy night, and the red and orange leaves twirled throughout the air.
"Come over here, my vixen." The she-wolf said, her gaze remaining fixed on the bleak, full moon. Liarrah grinned, and trotted over to where the she-wolf lay. "Again?" she asked, licking the she-wolf's head playfully. The she-wolf turned towards Liarrah, her pale blue eyes glistening in the moonlight. "Yes, my sweet. Again... Unless, you have some other plans?"
"Of course not," Liarrah responded, hungrily staring at the she-wolf's body.
The she-wolf grinned. "Then why don't we get started?"
Liarrah was waiting for those words. She pounced on the she-wolf, and started by licking one of her breasts, the exposed pink tip standing up as she did so. Liarrah softly gnawed on this, before continuing the licking. After a few minutes, she moved to the next one. The she-wolf groaned in pleasure beneath Liarrah.
"You like that, huh?" Liarrah teased. "Well how about this?" She moved down towards the she-wolf's "outer" genital, rubbing her body against the she-wolf the whole way down. Liarrah waited a moment, seeing the she-wolf's expression of perplexity and anticipation, then she thrust her tongue deep within the she-wolf's hole. The she-wolf threw her head back and howled as Liarrah began wiggling her tongue around while thrusting. As she did this, Liarrah reached a paw up toward the she-wolf's breasts, and fondled one, while increasing the pace of the thrusting.
The she-wolf couldn't stop moaning. The feeling was just too pleasurable. And just as Liarrah noticed that the she-wolf was about to orgasm, she withdrew.
The she-wolf regained her breath and snarled. "Why did you stop?!"
Liarrah grinned playfully. "You want me to continue?" She asked. "Well, you know my name, and I'd love to know yours..."
The she-wolf stared at Liarrah for a moment. She had never revealed her name to anybody, but Oh, how she wanted the pleasure to continue. "My name is Theruna." She said. "And now that I've told you my name, you may continue."
Liarrah giggled. "Okay, Theruna." She grabbed both of Theruna's breasts, squeezed them, and shoved her entire muzzle into Theruna's hole.
Theruna howled in a mixture of agony and pleasure. And just as she reached her climax...
The alarm went off.
Liarrah fell out of her bed and groaned. The digital clock on her solid-oak dresser read "7:05." Rather than shut the alarm off, Liarrah ripped the plug out of the wall.
"Fuck." She said in anger. "Another vivid dream, and I didn't get to taste the climax." She stood up, and examined herself in the full-sized mirror that hung next to her dresser.
Liarrah was human, yes. Quite pretty, too. She was 17 years old, and about 5 feet, 8 inches tall. She had long brown hair, and bright green eyes. Her skin was the palest shade of white. She got asked out a lot, but she turned all the offers down. She didn't like boys much...
After she got dressed for school, she ran downstairs to have breakfast. She picked up a donut, and sat down in a chair next to her father. "Dad, I'm gonna need a ride to school; Clara's car broke down."
Her father put his mug of coffee down, looked at her and said, "No, I think you can do with some exercise and sunlight. Something you don't get from sitting in your room all the time looking through those magazines." He said the word "magazines" with malice, as if he considered it a swear word.
Liarrah's heartbeat pulsed faster. "M-magazines?" she asked, stunned.
"Yeah, those porno mags you kept under your bed." Her father replied, pausing to take another sip of coffee. "Your mother found them yesterday when she was vacuuming your room."
At this moment, Liarrah's mother sat down at the table taking a bite out of a donut, completely oblivious the conversation going on at the moment.
"So... You're okay with what I am?" Liarrah asked, not expecting that she would have ever told her parents.
Her father raised an eyebrow. "What you are? They're just porno mags. I'm pretty sure everyone has seen at least one. That doesn't make you 'something else.'" Liarrah's mother looked up, a wild expression in her eye.
"Dad..." Liarrah started to say something that she never quite had the courage to say. "Those were lesbian magazines."
Liarrah's mother burst into tears, and her husband was so surprised that he spilled his mug of coffee all over his lap. "FUCK!" he exclaimed, standing up.
Liarrah looked down. 'Here it comes...' she thought. She had already pictured this conversation before.
Her father's face was completely red, and his eyes were bulging out of his head. "HOW LONG?!" He shouted.
"I was 13 when it started." Liarrah said, not looking up.
Her father groaned. "You haven't... slept with another girl... have you?"
"No," Liarrah said truthfully, pushing her dream to the back of her mind.
Her father sighed. "Well you know what I'm gonna say, right?"
Liarrah stood up. She had enough of this conversation. "I know, I know... I'm late for school. Bye!" She bolted out the door before her father had time to respond.
Liarrah ran. She ran as fast as possible, and cried the whole way. 'Why?' She thought. 'It's not like I'm a monster... I still have a heart... Why do they hate me for what I am?' She stopped running. She was already at the school. "What?" she asked herself in surprise. "The school is like, 4 miles from my house... And I've only been running a few seconds..." She instinctively reached her arm up to brush the tears out of her eyes, yet found none.
"Hey! Lia!" called her friend, Clara.
"Hey, Clara..." Liarrah said in a sulky tone.
"What's wrong, Lia?" Clara asked, for she could tell that her friend was upset.
"Listen... Clara..." Liarrah started to say. "I have to tell you something..."
Clara bit her lip. "I think I already know what you're going to say... And I have something to tell you, too..."
Liarrah's heat fluttered. 'Could it be?'
"Stay away from me. I know what you are; I've seen the way that you've looked at me before. It disgusts me. To think, I've called you my friend before. Well that ends. I finally built up the courage to tell you this, Liarrah. Now I want nothing more to do with you." Clara said coldly, then walked away.
Liarrah's heart fell. She felt very dizzy now. It seemed that everything had begun to spin. There Liarrah was, in a forest made of every color. It was as if she were in a trance. She ran and ran, the thousands of colors shifting as she did so. Her tears mingling with the forest, becoming drops of rainbow.
"What are you doing!? What the HELL are you doing!?"
Her father's screams broke the trance.
Liarrah was standing in her bedroom, her father standing in the doorway, looking livid. Liarrah looked at her hands. Her left hand held a note, carefully folded up. Her right hand held her dad's pistol, which she had pointed at the side of her head, her index finger on the trigger. What was she doing?
"I - I..." she began to speak, then the forest washed over her again. The she-wolf, Theruna, could be seen among the many colors.
"I am bringing you to my world, Liarrah." Theruna said. "In your world, you are hated for what you are. In mine, you are loved."
The forest vanished, and Liarrah again saw her dad standing before her. Liarrah grinned. And she pulled the trigger as her father screamed, "NO!" The moment Liarrah fell, the mirror in her room shattered.
~ ~ ~
If you are reading this, then my time in this world is already over.
You all despise me for what I am.
You couldn't accept me,
But there is another world that does...
And that is where I am now, free to do as I wish.
Free from your prejudice, free from your insults.
Free from your attacks, your rage that caused my despair.
And now you are free of me.
I suppose we all got what we wanted, and we all got what we deserved.
Goodbye, my family and those who were once my friends.
But remember this;
You shall not be missed.
~ ~ ~
That was what the note read, as Liarrah's father read the note aloud. Though this was a hard task, as the note was covered in his daughter's blood and his tears.
No, Liarrah's hands never touched the pen that wrote the note. The note said everything that she felt at that moment. Her soul wrote it, before departing...
Liarrah woke up. She looked down, and grinned. She was a vixen again, but this time it was no dream. She was free now. She looked around. The island that she usually appeared on was no longer visible. She was in the forest again. The many colors made her dizzy, and as she began walking, she fell over. She heard a voice laughing in the distance. Liarrah smiled, because she knew it belonged to Theruna.
"Okay, you can stop the lightshow now!" Liarrah called out.
Theruna appeared beside her. "Why would I do that?" she grinned. "I have you right where I want you..."
Liarrah frowned. 'What could she possibly mean?'
Theruna moved her muzzle near Liarrah's lower lips. "Time to repay you for what you did for me the other night..."
Liarrah gasped. 'She doesn't mean...?'
She meant it. Theruna shoved her muzzled into Liarrah's hole, licking the insides while thrusting her muzzle in and out. Liarrah gasped, and emitted a moaning sound that Theruna seemed to enjoy. After a few minutes, Theruna moved her paws around Liarrah's body, and grasped her buttocks, squeezing them. Then she began thrusting MUCH faster. Liarrah couldn't take it anymore.
"Th-Theruna... I can't help it... I-I'm about to..." and she reached her climax, the result spilling all over Theruna's muzzle. Theruna withdrew, licking up the warm liquid.
Liarrah slowly regained her breath. "That...That was amazing..."
Theruna grinned, the liquid dripping from her muzzle. "You're telling me... And I got to drink all of it... Mmm..."
Liarrah giggled. "I have to thank you for bringing me out of that world. Yours is much nicer. And more beautiful, too. I owe you a lot."
Theruna grinned. "You don't owe me anymore, my little vixen."
"But I do!" Liarrah exclaimed. "Now I'm free to do as I want!"
"And what exactly is it that you want to do?" Theruna asked. "You've only been here about 20 minutes, and you've already had an orgasm."
Liarrah laughed. "And it was a friendly greeting, too. But..." Liarrah faltered. What was it that she wanted to do?
Theruna smiled. "Follow me, Liarrah."
Theruna turned around, and trotted off towards the forest. Liarrah slowly followed behind, looking around at the trees that seemed to change their color every time she blinked. "Wow. You live here, Theruna?"
Theruna laughed. "Sort of. I'm the ruler of this world."
Liarrah grinned. "Does that mean I have to call you 'Queen' all the time, your highness?"
Theruna smiled. "If you wouldn't mind, I'd prefer it if you'd call me 'Theruna', my little vixen."
Liarrah giggled. "So... where exactly are we going?"
Theruna stopped walking and looked back at Liarrah. "Shhh... Do you hear them?"
Liarrah's eyes widened. "Hear who?"
Theruna looked at Liarrah with a curious expression, while moving closer towards her. "You mean, you've never heard the stories of Them?"
Liarrah was beginning to feel worried. "N-no... What are they?"
Theruna was right next to Liarrah now. "Well," she said. "They wander around this forest, sometimes hiding in the many colors... Then, they corner their prey, and they usually prefer vixens such as yourself, and they..."
Liarrah's eyes widened even more. "They what?"
Theruna pounced on Liarrah, crying "They tickle them!" And she began tickling Liarrah's entire body, not giving in to Liarrah's laughter and attempts of breaking free.
"Stop...It...Now..." Liarrah cried, between laughs.
"Oh, no!" Theruna cried. "It seems that the prey is surrendering!" Then she tickled even harder.
Liarrah was laughing so hard, that she couldn't breathe.
Theruna leaned over and whispered in Liarrah's ear, "I love you." Then ceased the tickling, and released Liarrah.
Liarrah lay on the ground for several minutes, panting.
Theruna grinned. "Aw, the little vixen has been attacked by... THEM."
Liarrah burst into laughter. "You little BITCH!" she shouted, tackling Theruna. She pinned Theruna down. "Uh oh. It looks like THEY have gotten to Theruna, the Queen! I hope they don't... Oh no! They are!" She started tickling Theruna. "They're TICKLING her!"
Now it was Theruna's turn to try to break free. Although Theruna was stronger, Liarrah had her pinned down quite well. Theruna couldn't get loose.
"Please... Stop...I'm...Sorry..." Theruna gasped out.
Liarrah leaned over and whispered in Theruna's ear, "I love you, too." Then giggled and released Theruna.
They both collapsed on the forest floor, giggling and gasping for breath.
"If you have this much fun ALL the time, I'm extremely glad I came here," Liarrah said after a while.
Theruna grinned. "It has never been this much fun before you came along." She stood up, and shook the leaves off of her. "Come on, let's get going."
Liarrah got up and looked at Theruna. "And you still haven't told me where we're going!"
Theruna grinned. "We're going to my cave. If we hurry, we can get there before the sunset. There's a very pretty view there."
Theruna trotted forward, with Liarrah following. "Well," Liarrah said. "I just hope we don't run into THEM again..."
Then they both started giggling hysterically, and ran all the way.
TO BE CONTINUED...