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The Third

Written and Edited by: MountainKitty

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Traffic…. What could be worse for a mammal returning home from an exhausting day at work?

For the vehicle-bound citizens of Seatosky City, it was an inevitability. From three in the afternoon to six in the evening, the city and most of its outlying suburbs became a gridlocked hellhole. There was no escaping it.

This was no exception for Rose and Violet. The couple took the same route to and from their salon every day, Tuesday to Saturday. Saturdays were always less brutal, at least most of the time.

Today was a Thursday.

They took Violet's jeep, as she was the only one of the two that owned a vehicle. She also did most of the driving, as Rose always got anxious driving deeper into the city. “It's just too hectic," She'd say. “I feel like too much is happening around me, and I get overwhelmed." Violet couldn't really blame her. Driving in the city sometimes even wracked her nerves, but she could handle it much better than Rose. And so, Violet drove.

The coyote's furry hands wrapped around the steering wheel as she crawled the jeep forward. The light ahead had turned red again, allowing only a handful of cars through. Her paw pads creaked as they tightened on the wheel's faux leather. She sighed to herself, deep in thought. Her grip on the wheel relaxed as they came to another stop, and she jarred her elbow on the door frame to rest her head against her palm, mirroring her girlfriend's posture.

In the passenger seat, Rose gazed out the passenger side window, head cradled in her right palm. She'd run out of apps to scroll through on her phone, so 'people-watching' offered the only thing to pass the time. She peered down through the window of the red car next to her. A stone-faced female gazelle sat in the driver's seat. Her elegantly twisting horns poked through the specially designed holes in her flowy, wide-brimmed sun hat, and a large set of sunglasses sat on the ridge of her muzzle, just in front of her eyes, obscuring them.

When the gazelle looked up to meet Rose's gaze, Rose gave her a friendly smile, but the gazelle didn't return the gesture, the corner of her mouth twitching before returning her attention to the traffic in front of her. Rose's kind smile faded, then slumped. She wished others would be more friendly.

“I think we need to bring in another person," Violet said, so suddenly it caused Rose to start from her spot. The cheetah turned to her partner.

“Wh-what?" She asked, confused by Violet's random statement.

“A third," Violet repeated. “We need to bring another person on." Rose's brow furrowed. Violet must have been talking about the salon. It couldn't be…that other thing that sprung to the forefront of her mind when the words 'a third' struck her eardrums.

“Like, hiring an employee?" The cheetah timidly asked. Violet's eyebrow cocked.

“Uh, yeah, that. Sorry, I should have phrased that differently. I'm mostly thinking out loud. Regardless, we should discuss hiring someone to run the front desk. Someone who can also handle the extra walk-ins when it gets busy, which it does every day now. That way, we won't have to leave anyone waiting to focus on our clients and their scheduled appointments. We'll get more mammals in and out than not. " Rose blinked, then answered, a disenchanted undertone in her voice.

“Oh…yeah, I think that could work." She said.

“What's the problem?" Violet asked, catching on to the cheetah's tone. “Why do you sound so glum?" Rather than call attention to the real reason she felt underwhelmed, Rose focused on Violet's idea.

“Do you think we even make enough to hire someone on?" She asked.

“Yes," Violet replied indefinitely. “I've been crunching some numbers when I've had the time these past few days. With the new influx of customers we can take on, the new hire will easily pay for themself, plus some for us. We could probably take on nearly twice the clients." The two lurched forward in their seats as Violet tapped the brakes a little too hard. Rose made a startled grunt as she was pressed into her seatbelt.

“Ow." Rose lamented, rubbing her chest where the seatbelt dug into her torso. Violet side-eyed her girlfriend and shot her an apologetic look.

“Sorry. Got a little distracted there." Rose settled back into her spot and sighed.

“It's alright. God knows I'm worse when I drive." She paused before throwing another question at her girlfriend. “So, will you be doing the hiring, or-?"

“Yeah, I'll have to prepare blank applications, employment forms, and tax forms." She sighed in exasperation. “It's my side of the shop that needs the extra assistance, so, yeah, I'll be hiring the person." Rose frowned.

“How come I don't get a helper?" Rose asked. Violet *errr*ed, then broke the news to her partner as gently as possible.

“Well…no offense, but we aren't getting as many mani-pedi clients as we are for hair." Violet didn't have to look to her side to see the hurt look on Rose's face. She could picture it just as clearly. The cheetah's feelings radiated off her like plutonium. She gazed over at Rose regardless, the evident discernment in the cheetah's beautiful eyes only adding to her guilt. She sighed again, expressing empathy for the girl.

“Sorry, I should have worded that better, too." Violet paused to choose her following words carefully. “I feel, at this time, you're still well capable of handling the volume of customers coming to get their claws and nails done. You also don't have to manage the place like I do."

“I run the front counter." Rose objected. “I manage appointments." The telltale whine in her voice signaled to Violet that she was getting emotional. Violet couldn't blame the girl.

“I know, but you shouldn't have to, is my point. If we find someone to help us, you'll have more time to converse with our customers. Good conversation with clients is almost as important as giving them a good end product. It's why they'll return to our salon rather than go to a cheaper, more convenient place." She side-eyed Rose to see the cheetah's appearance perking up. “You're good with that sort of thing. You have good charisma, and you make people feel special." The coyote paused before adding, “You make me feel special most of all."

Now, Violet could feel a more positive radiance from her girlfriend.

“Awe, Violet. You make me feel special, too." Rose replied, sniffling, her emotional state taking a steep upward turn, her budding tears welling out of pride. She wiped her eyes on her wrists. “I can cut hair, too, though."

Violet chuckled. “Yes, you definitely can, but that defeats the purpose of you being the nail technician. I thought you liked doing that?"

“Yeah, of course I do," Rose replied. “But…" She sighed before continuing. “I want to work with you more." Violet gave her an appreciative hum.

“We do work together, spots. We both own a salon." Violet rebutted humorously.

“You know what I mean," Rose replied, pouting. She let out an irritated grunt and curled a clawed furry finger around her head fur. “I just feel like no one wants a mammal who can't even grow a head of hair to cut their own, you know?"

“Hmm." Violet hummed thoughtfully. “I don't think that's the case. I have hair and can barely cut my own in the mirror. You're really good with nails; that's why you're on the nail side of the store, running the show over there. And when you're too busy to handle all the mammals coming in to sample your amazing abilities, you'll be hiring an assistant, too."

“Yeah?" Rose asked, her tone perking again.

“Definitely, I mean, who better to hire a nail technician than the greatest nail tech in Seatosky City?"

Rose giggled.

“Yeah, totally." She replied, confidence rising in her words. She turned her head to Violet, intent on studying the coyote's reaction to what she was about to bring up, knowing it was a touchy subject for her girlfriend. “You know, when you mentioned 'a third' and 'bringing someone else in,' I thought you were talking about-“

“A threesome?" Violet asked, finishing the cheetah's sentence. Her brow had risen almost dismissively so.

“Y-yeah," Rose murmured, taken aback by being cut off.

“Yeah…I don't think so, Rose." She said as if that were the final verdict. Rose had been pushing the question over the past few weeks to little effect. Violet wouldn't give the subject the time of day, but Rose was determined. After five years together, and with all the 'experimenting' they'd done recently, she wanted this more and more. But why didn't Violet seem to? She was going to get to the bottom of things.

“Why not? I thought this was something that would be right up your alley. Being in bed with two cute girls, including your sweetheart."

“I know. And it does…." Violet began.

“But?" Rose asked, knowing there was an obvious catch.

“But…" Violet retorted, an irritated pang underscoring her tone. “I don't feel comfortable bringing someone else into our bedroom. I've told you this before."

Rose pouted. “I know that. You tell me this every time I bring it up. But you never tell me why." Violet wasn't the only one beginning to sound irritated.

“Why isn't that enough? Why do I have to clarify? Please respect my wishes." Violet was frowning now, and as Rose looked at her, she also frowned."

“Why do you think it's okay to hide things from me? We're partners, and we should be able to talk about these things openly." Rose shot back. She noticed Violet's grip on the steering wheel tighten.

“Stop pushing the topic, Rose. It's not up for discussion. End of story." Violet's words growled through gritted teeth as she spoke. Anger was bubbling to the surface, yet Rose refused to back down. The little cheetah was too eager to get an answer from her stubborn coyote. It was a dangerous gambit Rose was playing. The two rarely fought, but when they did, neither of them pulled punches.

“No." Rose snapped. “What makes you so uncomfortable? You're the pussy hound of the two of us. What bristles your fur so badly about having two to choose from for a night?!" Rose was expecting Violet to bite back, igniting an explosive brawl that would ruin their trip home, not to mention the rest of their night, in a way that no amount of traffic could. They would spend the next day bitterly avoiding each other throughout the shop until either apologized. Rose was prepared to weather all of it to get her answer, and in a twisted way, she was kind of looking forward to the make-up sex that would come the night after.

There was no explosive retort. Instead, a shameful sigh slipped from the coyote's open maw. Rose watched Violet's expression sink from a furious visage to something expressing guilt.

“I…just…"

Rose turned her ears to hear better, her face dropping from its snarky snarl.

“I don't want to risk ruining our relationship," Violet admitted. Rose didn't say anything, waiting for Violet to explain further. “I've heard too many stories of threesomes being a bad experience that results in tainted relationships." A pained, canine whine underpinned her words. “I don't want that to happen to us, Rose." She paused to sniffle and pinched fresh tears from her eyes. Rose looked on with concern and reached out to rub the coyote's jean-wrapped leg in support.

Violet continued.

“You mean everything to me, Rose. I don't know what I'd do without you. I'd rather not take the chance that either of us gets hurt over some petty fling with another girl. Jealousy cuts deep when these things go wrong and leaves a nasty scar when the wound finally heals…if it ever does…"

“Awe…" Rose cooed. Her voice squeaked and rasped, and tears rolled over her fuzzy cheeks when she blinked. “Violet…" She squeaked again. Violet cleared her throat and continued.

“Bringing something like this up again and again when I've already said no hurts, Rose. I start to get thoughts like, 'Am I not enough for her?' 'Am I not satisfying her?' 'Is our relationship starting to wane?' It's really unnerving, and it leaves a sick feeling in my stomach and fills my head with an anxious buzz."

She let her words sink in so Rose could compile a reply. She glimpsed at the cheetah, who carefully removed the moisture from her eyes without simultaneously ruining her makeup. Rose cleared her throat, her heightened emotional state leaving a residual rasp in her voice.

“Of course, you're enough, Violet. You're more than enough. I love you, and I love being with you. You're an amazing girlfriend, and I couldn't imagine a happier life with anyone else." Rose reassured.

“Then why do you want to bring another person into the equation?" Violet pressed. Rose sniffled and sat up straight, returning her arm from Violet's lap so she could cross her arms over her chest.

“I dunno. I thought it would be fun for us to have a side girl we could play with. I think it would be fun to have another help broaden our possibilities when we're intimate. I want to please you with them, have the two of you please me, and both of us please them together. I thought it would be a good way of bonding together in bed. I thought it would strengthen our relationship rather than break it apart, like you fear will happen." Rose took a shuddering breath before continuing.

“Ever since I got in touch with my dominant side, I've been thinking about what other possibilities there are to explore. I know I've been asking about a threesome for a few weeks now, and it's annoying you, but this is something I just can't get out of my head."

“We're both turning twenty-eight soon, Violet. I want to explore every possibility while we still have our youth. I know thirty isn't actually 'that old,' but it's a milestone, and I want to experience everything I can before then." She paused to sigh before continuing, her tone making her resignation to her partner's wishes begrudgingly known.

“But if you're really opposed to doing something like that, I'll respect that and stop asking. The last thing I want to do is push you into something you aren't comfortable doing."

Rose left it at that, and the two sat silently for a while, waiting for their turn to make it through the light.

Violet's mind was abuzz with what Rose had told her. She hadn't known how Rose felt. Then again, Rose didn't really know how she felt either. She never let the conversation get that far, never let her explain her reasoning, nor did she ever really explain herself either. She'd always talked about how communication was key in a relationship. The coyote figured she should have lived by her own advice.

Rose had a point. They were starting to get older, and the new things they'd tried in bed thus far had been fun, arousing, brought them closer together as lovers, especially the night Rose had taken control of her and 'punished' her. They'd had similar nights since then, all of them fantastic.

Violet would be lying to say she'd never fantasized about being sandwiched between two girls. Laid out on a silken bedspread with two other beauties, the three of them up for hours frolicking in sapphic synchronicity, all adoring the touch of one another, the soft texture of each other's fur, the fluttering of girlish giggles and the swell of blissful moans. Violet secretly yearned for it. But now she was committed to a relationship that she held above everything else. And she didn't want to risk things falling apart.

However, actually listening to Rose convey her reasons for pushing the topic began cracking the wall she'd built up around that fantasy, inhibiting her from following her desires. Perhaps she should trust her girlfriend's judgment. That their relationship was secure enough to explore said fantasy without it immediately causing jealousy issues. After all, she wanted to experience such a thing as much as Rose seemed to; she just kept that part of her concealed to protect what she had. Maybe…life really was too short to worry about what could happen. What would happen, would happen. Why not live in the moment?

Violet took in a breath and let out a long, resigning groan. “Yeah, you know what, I am a pussy-hound, and yeah, I'd love to feel the body heat of two other girls at my side, among other things…." She turned her head to face Rose, giving her a sly and toothy grin. Rose smiled back with a knowing smirk. “I think you're right. I'm being too reserved about this. I think I'd enjoy having another cutie like you to play with." Rose's face lit up with cautious optimism.

“Are you sure?" She asked, her momentarily uplifted visage slumping to display her concern. “I don't want you to do this just to please me, Violet."

“No, I'm pretty sure I want it too." She reassured. “We should at least give it a try. If things go wrong, we can always call it off and experiment with something else, right?"

“Yeah!" Rose retorted, her cheery demeanor returning. “If at any time you want to stop, just say the word."

“Okay! Let's do this!" Violet exclaimed. Rose cheered a little and pulled her phone from the cupholder where she'd set it previously.

“Can I set up a profile for us?" She asked excitedly. “I know just the app we can join for this kind of thing." Violet snickered. The cheetah had clearly put more thought into this than her.

“You've really wanted to do this for a while, eh spots?" she asked lightheartedly.

“Anything wrong with being a little prepared?" Rose asked with a touch of sass. Violet smirked at the cheetah as Rose's furry fingers tapped over her screen, her face enamored with the backlit glass.

“Just don't use any unflattering photos, ok? Like the ones you took at that buffet last weekend."

“Well, duh." Rose sassed.

“And I get to pick the girls before we swipe them," Violet added.

“Of course, of course." Rose hurriedly agreed. She looked up from her phone, and her eyes widened. Her arm abandoned her device and sprung up to point out the windshield.

“Gogogo!" Rose alerted. Violet's head turned, and her eyes snapped out the front of the jeep. Traffic had started moving without the coyote's notice, and a wide gap had formed where the vehicle in front of them had driven through the intersection. Ignoring the honk from the car behind them, Violet gripped the wheel and planted her foot on the gas, the jeep's sudden momentum pulling the two girls into their seats.

Violet gritted her teeth and winced as they flew through the intersection just as the light turned yellow. She growled triumphantly, removing her paw from the gas to brake as traffic slowed to queue up for the next light. She blew out a sigh as the Jeep came to a harsher-than-average stop. Rose lurched forward before flopping back into her seat, her seatbelt saving her from most of the shock. The cheetah buried her face in her phone again as if nothing had happened.

“Phew, that was close…we almost didn't make the light," Violet remarked. She looked over at Rose when she didn't answer back. Rose was enamored with her screen, typing info into their newly created profile and carefully selecting pictures to use. She looked delighted in what she was doing, like she was having the time of her life. “You seem excited." Violet mused. Rose looked up from her phone and returned Violet's gaze with a smirk, an aroused fire behind her eyes.

“Oh, you bet I'm excited."

Rose's stare ignited something inside Violet. She felt a stirring between her legs as her girlfriend barely contained herself. Violet turned her gaze out of the windshield as the car in front of them pulled forward.

“Fuck yeah…same…"

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“Ok, well, thank you for coming in to meet with us today," Violet said, holding the door to her office open for a casually, but well-dressed, mouse.

“And thank you for giving me the chance to meet with you, as well. I really love your salon, and it would be amazing to get the opportunity to work with you two here." The rodent schmoozed, her soft voice barely reaching Violet's ears, even as she passed Violet to exit the coyote's office. Violet stepped out of the office into the salon, leaving the door open behind her.

“Yeah!" Violet exclaimed, feigning her excitement more than a little. “We'll give you a call once we…sort everything out."

“Sounds great." The mouse squeaked. “Thank you once again, Violet." The mouse stuck her hand out to offer a shake, and Violet accepted it. She looked the coyote in the eyes and smiled as the two exchanged the polite gesture. Then she turned to leave.

Rose looked up from her phone, and the mouse turned her gaze to her as she passed, smiling and waving to the cheetah. Rose smiled and gave the mouse an enthusiastic wave in return. Both business owners watched the girl leave the empty salon before Rose trotted up to Violet, who was leaning on her shoulder against the wall dividing her office from the rest of the salon.

“Well? She seemed really nice." Rose started, reaching up the wall to support herself, joining her partner on the painted gyprock surface.

“Yeeeeah…I dunno…" Violet replied, the corner of her mouth pulling back with uncertainty while she looked off into one of the mirrors of the hairdressing stations. “I mean…She was nice…"

“But?" Rose asked incredulously, perking an eyebrow.

“She…talks too quietly…unfortunately…" Violet murmured, her guilt stifling the volume in her voice.

“So? I can be kind of quiet." Rose reasoned.

“Yeah, when you get shy, which rarely happens. You're definitely not shy with the clients. I can hear you from the office when you chat them up." Violet paused to sigh when Rose peered at her judgementally. “Our customers should be able to hear their hairdresser, don't you think?" Rose looked away in thought and pursed her lips.

“True, but…I think you should give her a shot. Her resume looked good, didn't it?" she asked. “You said it did."

“Yeah, it was great." Violet agreed.

“Then what's the problem?"

“Her voice… It's too…mousy…" Violet muttered, her ears flattening.

“Don't be racist, Violet." Rose scorned.

“I'm not!" Violet exclaimed, standing off the wall and spreading her open palms defensively in front of her. “I don't know how else to describe it. You know I don't care about species, I just want a good employee." She crossed her arms under her chest protectively. “This is my first time doing this… I just want to find someone that's right for our salon…"

Rose stepped forward and hugged the coyote tight. “I know, I'm just messing with you." She murmured from a muzzle buried in grey and copper fur. Violet pulled her arms free from between them and hugged the cheetah back.

“Well, please don't. I'm stressed out enough as it is." Rose looked up at her love, seeing the troubled canine face looking back at her.

“Ok, I'm sorry. I won't." Rose apologized in earnest. She puckered her lips for her partner, and Violet craned her head down to kiss her.

“Thanks," Violet said. Rose let go of Violet and pulled her phone up again.

“I've got something to take your mind off the hiring process." She mentioned, unlocking her phone with a sly smirk on her muzzle.

“More ladies, eh?" Violet asked, nuzzling up to the cheetah to peek at her screen.

“Yuh," Rose shot back sassily. “I found one that looks pretty promising while you were doing your interview. She's a coyote, just like you."

“Yeah?" Violet asked, curiosity piquing. “Think you can handle two mutts in bed?" Rose snickered.

“Oh, of course. I have five years of experience with one." Rose jested, her voice taking on a sensual tinge, her finger trailing down Violet's arm. She opened the app's 'matches' tab and clicked the topmost one. A selfie of a ditsy-looking coyote with blonde hair pulled up. She sported a carnal look as she posed for the picture. Violet's eyes were drawn to the girl's shiny and well-brushed fur, not to mention how well-done her makeup was. The picture dredged up feelings of inadequacy more than anything else.

“Ehhh, a little too 'valley girl' for me." Violet fibbed. In actuality, she loved these types of girls. High maintenance, stuck up. She'd always wanted to get one in bed and bring them down a few pegs, preferably through pegging. However, she never imagined herself having the patience to chat one up, not to mention that they all 'seemed' to be straight.

“What?" Rose asked. “I've seen you rubber-neck dozens of these types of girls before while we're downtown." Her voice took on a sterner tone. “While you're driving, too, as much as I wish you wouldn't while operating a three-tonne death machine."

“Yeah, I dunno, Rose." Violet's eyes fluttered around the salon.

“Oh, come on, she's down to fuck with a couple so long as it's two girls. Just take a look at her profile. She looks fun." Rose pleaded. Violet looked into one of the mirrors and folded her arms under her chest again, scrutinizing her own appearance.

“Yeah, I don't know, Rose. I just…" She sighed, still staring at herself in the mirror. She studied her lusterless pelt, her smokey eyeshadow. “Maybe someone that's not a coyote."

Rose looked up from her phone and spotted Violet in the mirror. Her gaze lifted to the coyote's face through the reflection of the two. The look on Violet's face told her everything she needed to know.

“You think I'll like her better than you. Don't you?" Rose asked, turning away from the mirror to look up at her partner. Violet bit her lower lip nervously.

“Maybe…" Violet murmured.

“You've said 'Maybe' a lot this week." Rose pointed out. “Violet, you know I'd never leave you for some third-party fling…right?" She let her words hang, expecting a response. When only a canine whine slipped from her partner's throat, she continued voicing her concerns.

“Awe, sweetie…If you're not ready to do this, you can let me know. We can try again some other time…or drop it altogether if this really isn't for you." She sighed and took Violet's hand in her own, pulling it away from the coyote's chest to cradle it with both her hands.

“I can tell this has been stressing you out all week, and you've been projecting your uncertainty onto the interviews you've been doing. It's not good for you. Let's just stop this if it's bugging you this much."

Violet groaned and looked down at the floor. “I want to do this, Rose. I want to have this experience; it's just…" She looked around the place momentarily, thinking of the words to adequately convey her feelings. “I dunno, maybe we put a cap on this until I've hired someone," Violet suggested. Rose had a hard time hiding her disappointment. Violet noticed the sagging of the cheetah's ears and began to apologize but was interrupted by the door opening, it's electronic chime announcing the arrival of someone.

Their ears perked and swiveled toward the front end. Both mammals turned to see a rather tall Kangaroo walking in through the glass door. She wore a white zip-up hoodie jacket left unzipped with nothing but a black sports bra underneath, letting her pouch peek out from between the open zipper. Besides that, she had a bright pink pair of jogging shorts that clung to her legs, accentuating her ample hips and showing off her well-toned, powerful legs.

Violet naturally took good note of her physique and outfit, admiring the kangaroo a little too long. Her eyes rose to her head, and she and the marsupial lady made eye-contact. Violet returned her gaze for a moment before noticing her hair. It was auburn red and shaved down close to her fur on both sides of her head, while the thick, wide mohawk left to grow in the middle was long enough that it flopped over to one side, reaching down to where her head met her neck.

Violet stared the female down, bewildered by her confident style. It exuded so much attitude and made a brash statement of what she was about.

Rose blushed under her fur. She was drawn to the kangaroo's assured demeanor. Her hair style reminded her of Violet's when the two first started dating. It brought back steamy memories of their first time. The time when the two really opened up to one another.

“Hey. You guys still open?" The kangaroo asked, placing one hand on her hip and pivoting her weight to one side. Neither Violet nor Rose answered right away. The kangaroo's imposing presence left them both hesitant to say anything. But when Violet realized Rose hadn't greeted the lady like she usually did, she cleared her throat and stepped toward their potential customer.

“H-hello. Uh…yes…yes, we're open. I mean, for another ten minutes or so, but we can definitely fit you in, depending on what you want."

“Oh, I just need a quick trim for an interview tomorrow. Just gotta even out my locks." The kangaroo ran her hand through her hair and gave it a flip. Both girls watched her like it was happening in slow motion. When she finished, Violet twisted her neck and looked back at Rose with urging eyes. Rose saw the coyote bite her lip and smirked, playfully rolling her eyes for but a moment. She knew that look. The kangaroo was exactly Violet's type, and Violet sought permission to indulge her hungry eyes.

Rose might have been jealous of Violet's interest had they not spent a whole week looking for another girl to bed. Frankly, Violet's immediate enthrallment with the kangaroo felt like a good thing. Maybe Violet would be more open to a threesome if she had the freedom to chat up someone in a more secure setting. The two planned on getting drinks downtown after they closed the shop. But Rose could wait for one more customer, especially if it loosened her girlfriend up a little.

Rose gave Violet a quick, affirming nod and turned to clean her stations up for the next day. Violet turned to face the kangaroo lady again, who'd been staring with one eyebrow cocked, clearly uncertain if she would be served or not.

“Absolutely!" Violet exclaimed. She pivoted in place and gestured to the three chairs on her side of the salon. “Any chair you like." Violet tried her best not to stammer or stumble over her words, trying to act normal.

“Slammin'." The kangaroo quipped, unslinging her backpack purse from her shoulders and padding over to the closest chair. She laid her bag against the dresser containing Violet's 'tools,' then lined her tail up with the purposely designed space in the back of the hairdressing chair, inserting it as she sat down. Violet plucked a drape from a peg on the wall and spread it over her new client. The kangaroo looked at herself in the large mirror and gave herself a quick wink. Then she watched Violet through the reflective surface as the coyote rifled through the drawer for an electric trimmer, a comb, and a pair of scissors.

“So what's your name, hun?" She asked. Violet stopped what she was doing for a moment to answer her.

“Uh, Violet." She replied, promptly going back to her prep work. She'd been so nervous about coming off as anything but awkward she'd forgotten to introduce herself.

“That's a cute name." The kangaroo complimented. “I'm Meredith." Violet placed her instruments on a white placemat spread over the dresser's surface.

“Well, it's nice to meet you, Meredith." Violet returned. “How did you find our place?" She asked, trying to keep the conversation going as she plugged the razor in.

“Just saw it on the way home. It's on my bus route, and the 'open' sign was on, so I figured I'd slip in quickly. I love the name, by the way." She giggled for a moment. “Pelt N' Claws. It's quite…fierce. Stands out amongst the more pretentious-sounding salons around here."

“Thanks," Violet replied, taking her place behind Meredith. “My girlfriend and I thought of it on a date a few years back…" Violet strayed from the topic momentarily to ask, “So, just take a little off and even it out?"

“Yes, please," Meredith replied with a touch of sass. “I like it as it is, just gotta do some maintenance.

“Gotcha." Violet agreed. “You know, I used to have pretty similar hair back in the day." She added.

“Oh, I can definitely see it; you have beautiful hair for it." Meredith praised. “I got this done, like, a few years ago and never went back. It's like confidence and ferocity in hair form." Violet sniffed, letting a smile crack her muzzle. She flicked the razor on. The sudden *buuuuuuuzzzzzz* made their ears twitch.

“Oh, one hundred percent," Violet replied with a cocky smirk. The coyote carefully shaved the shorter sides of Meredith's head until they were even with the kangaroo's pelt. Meredith looked past Violet in the mirror, gazing at Rose as the cheetah spritzed down one of her stations with a bottle of cleaning solution.

“Is that…your girlfriend?" Meredith murmured, loud enough for Violet to hear but quiet enough to avoid Rose's attention. Violet swallowed a lump. Her unease grew consistently since she'd first gotten a nose full of the kangaroo's feminine, marsupial scent. It was more powerful up close, tickling her nose in the best ways. She caught a brief whiff of her own burgeoning arousal mingling with Meredith's natural scent.

God, how she wished she and her newest customer could 'mingle' as well.

“Y-yeah. That's Rose. We've been together for a little over five years now." Violet replied, moving to the other side of Meredith's head. “How did you guess?"

“Oh, I just figured she might work here with you. Plus, you two seem like you'd be really cute as a couple."

Violet continued shaving the girl's sides. “Yeah, our friends all seem to think we're pretty adorable together."

“Girl, yes," Meredith replied sassily. “A tall, beautiful canine like you and a cute little feline like her, both of you running your own small business together?" Meredith freed her paw from beneath the cowl to make a chef's kiss. Violet was flattered but decided to shift the topic from her and Rose, bringing it back to the kangaroo.

“Any Mr. or Mrs. Meredith?" Violet asked.

“Naw, not at the moment." The Kangaroo replied with a hint of disappointment. “But, I'm getting around and exploring what's out there. Trying new things, experiencing what life has to offer." Violet swallowed another lump before replying, her heart rate already speeding up.

“Oh yeah?" Violet practically breathed into Meredith's ear. She noticed how the kangaroo's fur bristled from head to toe, and she backed off, hoping she didn't give the kangaroo the wrong idea. She blushed with embarrassment. The last thing she wanted was a customer thinking she was coming on to them. This was a salon, after all…not a bar.

“Yeah," Meredith replied in a tone that matched Violet's. Violet looked at her customer through the mirror, her gaze returned by the kangaroo with a coy smirk and half-lidded eyes. Violet's fur bristled, and she quickly broke eye contact, taking a deep breath before letting it out of her nose. She walked around to the dresser, laying the razor down and picking up her scissors.

Violet looked back at herself in the mirror, her gaze returning to her client. The kangaroo's eyes were flittering up and down her body, clearly assessing the dolphin shorts and tight tank top Violet decided to wear that warm, early summer day. Her eyes joined with Violet's, and the kangaroo gave Violet a sort of half-wink. Violet froze at that moment. Her mind raced as much as her heart.

“Ok, Violet. Keep it cool. Your hot, confident, tall customer who's into 'exploring' is checking you out, likes what she sees, thinks your partner is cute too, and you and your partner are looking for a third… Just act normal. Maybe she's just looking because she's bored. Don't flirt with her. She's…she's just a client… just a… gorgeous, perfect client…"

Violet gave her a friendly smile and turned around, walking around the chair to trim Meredith's mohawk. On her way, she looked over at Rose. The cheetah sat on one of her leather recliners, face awash in the light of her phone screen. Violet assumed she was done prepping for tomorrow and was waiting for her to finish with Meredith so they could lock up and head to 'The Dam' for drinks.

Violet shook her head and breathed deeply, as if she could simply breathe the horniness out of her being, then returned to her work on Meredith's floppy mohawk.

The *snip snip snip* of Violet's instrument tickled Rose's ear, but she barely registered the noise. All of her attention was occupied by her couples' dating app, '3-tails.' Her thumb swiped left and right, casting off those whom she figured Violet would disapprove of. She stared apathetically into her screen, Violet's sudden adversity to the subject dampening her mood.

That's when she saw it…

The following profile made her eyes snap open and bulge a bit. They flickered up at Violet, still busy snipping their customer's hair. Her gaze bounced back and forth between Violet and Meredith like she was watching a live tennis match.

The cheetah bolted from her seat and trotted up to her partner. “Uh…Violet…can I show you something?" Violet continued her work while addressing Rose's question.

“I'm a little busy here. Is it important?"

“It will be once you see this." Rose insisted. Violet straightened up and let her scissor hand rest at her hip. Rose urged the coyote to her side, keeping her phone held so the screen couldn't be glanced at by the kangaroo. The second Violet glanced at the screen, her face took on the same astonished expression Rose had.

On the screen was a profile of the very kangaroo Violet was working on. Her name read 'Meredith' at the top, and her initial picture was a selfie of the girl in a lime green bikini sitting on the bow of a speedboat.

Neither spoke a word. Rose just flipped through her pictures while the two silently looked on. The next one was of Meredith at the gym, wearing a tight outfit consisting of a sports bra and a pair of spandex workout shorts. The next was Meredith at some sort of upper-class patio bar, wearing a red dress that hugged her body, showing off her well-earned curves in the best of ways. It also showed off some fur as it parted up the sides, only held together by a few thin straps crisscrossing like lace.

The last picture nearly made Violet faint. Rose swiped to it, and her heart pounded in her chest. There was Meredith, sitting on what looked like an expensive couch in a very elaborate set of lingerie. She wasn't alone, though, for in each hand, she held the looped, leather strap of a silver chain leash, each trailing off until it terminated in a latch, each of which was attached to a collar. Both collars were firmly strapped around a girl's neck, one a wolf and the other a cougar.

The two girls were kissing, reaching over Meredith's lap on hands and knees to the other, eyes closed in a passionate embrace. Both Violet and Rose imagined themselves as one of the girls at the end of those leashes. They stared at the picture for a while, stuck in an aroused trance. Violet chewed her lip, unable to control her flailing tail. Rose ground her teeth in a bid to stop herself from purring. Neither girl dared look up into the mirror lest they make eye contact with the real-life sex beast they were ogling through Rose's screen.

“C-can I talk to you in the office for a second?" Violet hurriedly asked, speaking through a tight throat.

“Uh…yeah, sure thing…" Rose replied, heart beating in her ears. Violet addressed Meredith, her eyes avoiding the kangaroo's, as if making eye contact would strike the coyote dead.

“I…uh… apologize, but…can you excuse us for a moment or two?" Violet asked, trying to hide her anxiety.

“Sure thing, hun. You ladies, take your time." The kangaroo pulled her phone out from under the curtain, covering her from the neck down, and began scrolling. Rose and Violet both turned away from the girl and padded off to the open door of Violet's office, neither of them speaking, their breath too shallow for words. Once inside, Violet closed the door and turned around, leaning on it by her back. Her hand still gripped the latch beside her.

“Oh…mygod." She blurted out.

“I know, Right?!" Rose exclaimed, quickly clamping her hands over her mouth to quiet herself.

“Holy shit…this is…" Violet began, her back and bottom sliding down the door a few inches while her hands rose to her head, fingers running through her jet-black hair. “I think I need to sit down. All the blood is rushing to my pussy."

“She's perfect for us, yeah?" Rose asked, hoping this discovery would warm Violet back up to the threesome idea.

“Well…I dunno…I mean…we barely know anything about her." Violet said, eyes searching the floor anxiously. Only Violet could let her own insecurities get in the way of something handed to her on a silver platter.

“Yet!" Rose exclaimed, stopping to settle her frantic voice down again. “ Yet , Violet. We don't know anything about her yet. We know nothing about any of the girls I've found on this app. At least we have this one in person! And who cares about that anyway? She's a unicorn, Violet. All we should care about is if she's into us and down to fuck. That's all that matters here. We aren't dating anyone."

Violet frowned and squinted her eyes. An anxious canine whine emitted from her throat, and she crossed her arms under her breasts.

“Oh, come on, Violet." Rose pleaded. “I know the way you looked at her. You wanna fuck her so bad." Rose stopped to correct herself. “No. No, you want her to fuck you so bad. Us so bad… I saw it in your eyes. You want her knuckles deep in the both of us while we lay on our backs and make out together. That's exactly what you want. I know you, Violet."

Violet's whining stopped, and she let out a defeated sigh. “Yeah…yeah, that's exactly what I want.." She confessed. “So, how do we pull the trigger on this? It's kinda unprofessional to go up to a client and ask, 'Hey, we think you're super hot, and we want you to fuck the both of us at the same time.' Regardless of my suspicion that she's been checking me out while I trim her hair."

“Well, we could like her on my app. That's a start. Even if we don't outright make it known, at least she'll see it at some point, right? She'll remember us when she sees our profile. If she likes us back, we can start chatting and maybe meet up somewhere that isn't our salon."

Violet stepped away from the door and got closer to Rose. “Can I see it?" Violet asked, holding out her hand.

“Sure," Rose replied. The cheetah held the device up and slid it into Violet's paw. Violet's eyes and face glowed with the light of the screen. Rose nuzzled up to her, and the two stared down at the client's profile. Violet thumbed over the glass, pulling the description up. She began reading it out…

“Hey, I'm Meredith. Nice to meet you. Just an adventurous kangaroo living around Seatosky City. When I'm not at the gym, you can find me out dancing or at the beach."

“Oooo, she's a gym girl. Just like you." Rose interrupted.

“I only go to the gym, like, twice a week, Rose," Violet added. “I know just by looking at her that she goes…a lot…"

“Well, then, I guess she'll have the stamina to handle the two of us, eh?" Rose teased. Violet continued reading aloud.

“Love to hike and rock climb, love to swim too."

“Oh, my god, she rock climbs like you! She'll have that strong grip you know I love." Rose interrupted, a purr underlying her voice. Violet waited until she was finished and picked up where the cheetah cut her off.

“A movie night at home with some tea is always welcome, as is a morning on the porch with a coffee." Violet leaned over to her partner. “Sounds cozy. She'd be right up your alley, Rose."

“Yeah, she can get 'right up my alley.'" Rose quipped breathily. Violet giggled.

“Ok, cool yourself off." She said before continuing with the next paragraph. “Been with a few couples so far, more lesbian than straight. I don't think I'll ever find two gays to 'play' with, but a girl can dream. Prefer the former to the latter. Girls are just more fun when there's three of us…" Violet trailed off. Her fantasies of what the three of them could do distracted her. She shook her head, cleared her throat, and finished the final part of the biography. “Feel free to message me if we match. If I message first, you'll know I'm already D.T.F."

“Hit 'like.'" Rose insisted.

“Yeah?" Violet asked, looking over at the cheetah now clinging to her arm.

“Yes, yes, yes!" Rose urged. “Do it! This is the girl we've been waiting for."

Violet let out a grunt, then raspberried.

“Ok, fine." She conceded, pressing the heart button near the bottom of the screen."

“Yay!" Rose cheered as quietly as she could. Meredith's profile zoomed off through the right side of the screen. Then the screen went pink. The words 'It's a match!' popped up, then urged them to send a message.

“Oh, shit…" The two flabbergasted mammals swore in unison.

“She's going to see that." Violet worried, lowering her voice to nearly a whisper but losing none of its urgency. “She's going to see that on her phone…while I'm cutting her hair!"

“Maybe this is a good thing," Rose said, attempting to calm her girlfriend. “We matched, so that must mean she already fancies us."

“This is so fucking awkward." Violet despaired. “This is not how I wanted to meet someone to be our third."

“It'll be fine, Violet. Just stop worrying about it. If she finds out, she finds out."

Violet began to emit her canine whine, and Rose wrapped her arms around her for comfort.

“Just go out there and finish her trim. She might not even look at her phone till she's paid and gone."

Violet took a deep breath in and then out. “Ok, but we better hurry up then."

Rose sniffed. “ You better hurry up then, miss hair stylist." She teased

Violet turned from Rose and opened the door slowly, twisting the handle and pulling it open a crack. Then, she pulled it open as slowly as possible, as if a monster might be waiting to maul them on the other side. The two exited the room and looked at their alluring customer and potential fling. The kangaroo was still there, patiently waiting. Her phone was in her hands as her thumb scrolled over the illuminated screen. Violet side-eyed a glare at Rose, growling just enough for Rose to hear. The cheetah flashed her a guilty grin, and then Violet returned to Meredith, trying her best to pass off their meeting in the office as anything but business.

“Sorry about the wait, dear," Violet announced. “Rose just informed me of a few reschedulings for tomorrow. Had to shuffle a few clients around." Rose rolled her eyes at Violet's over-explanation and returned to prepping her stations.

“That's alright, hun. I'm in no rush. Kept my night clear for my interview tomorrow. A stunning girl boss like you needs to take care of her business, am I right?"

“Uh…" Violet stammered. “Yeah, totally. Gotta…keep everything in order." The coyote picked her scissors off the table and returned to Meredith's side to continue her work. The sounds of snipping returned. “What's the interview for?" Violet asked, trying to trim the marsupial's hair as fast as she could without messing up.

“Bah," Meredith replied with a little sneer. “Same position as my current job, just at a nicer location. Pays better. The staff is nicer, too." The kangaroo continued scrolling through her Snoutbook feed as she conversed with Violet. Violet was putting unreasonable effort into staying calm.

“Oh yeah? What's the position?" Violet asked.

“Oh, it's for a…." Meredith trailed off when a notification popped up at the top of her screen. She cocked an eyebrow at it. Violet had been glancing over occasionally at Meredith's device, and she spotted it, too. Anxiety and dread became her as she saw the 3-tails icon next to the notification. She nearly cut through her own finger. She almost threw up…

'You matched!' it said.

Violet looked over at Rose, who returned Violet's dreadful stare with a concerned look of her own. Rose knew exactly what was going on from the coyote's dreadful disposition.

Meredith made a ring with her lips and *ooo*ed at the notification, tapping it with her thumb. The app loaded, and Violet turned her head back just in time to see the profile name 'RoseXViolet pop' up. The coyote held her breath. Her scissors hovered over Meredith's hair and nothing more.

Meredith chuckled, her chortles sounding strangely maniacal, growing in volume and revelry. She stopped, then looked up at Violet in the mirror, meeting the coyote's terrified stare with half-lidded eyes and an arrogant smirk. Meredith gazed over at Rose, who was trying her best to look busy, then back at Violet. She sniffed with self-satisfaction.

“I thought you two looked familiar."

Violet swallowed a lump in her throat that could be heard from across the salon. Rose stood up from what she was doing, too nervous to stay still.

“So, you two are looking for a third, eh?" She asked the two stunned mammals. Violet eventually cleared her throat to answer when Rose gave no reply, nor even a sound.

“Uh…y-yeah. I guess we are." She replied, sounding very unsure of herself.

“Well, you must be. I mean…we matched just now. I saw you guys on 3-tails the other day. Thought you two were cute, so I 'liked' you." Rose slowly made her way to the chair, taking up at Violet's side.

“Is…is that why you came in here?" Rose asked, her voice tight and nervous. Meredith giggled.

“Nah, I honestly needed a trim, and you guys were the only place on my way home that took walk-ins. Also…I kinda forgot who you were until we matched just now. No offense, of course; it's just that I see tons of people on the app, not to mention I'm pretty busy."

“Oh, we take no offense. Right Violet?" Violet had slipped into a sort of trance out of pure shock. She shook her head when she heard her name.

“What? Oh…uh…yeah, none taken." She paused momentarily, realizing she and Rose were probably coming off as beyond awkward. “Sorry if we seem a little out of it. We've never done this before, and we're pretty nervous. I didn't think we'd ever stumble upon someone like you right in our salon, either."

Meredith gazed through the mirror at the two standing behind her. She shrugged her shoulders.

“You'd be surprised how many mammals like me are out there looking to be that third piece. Not to mention how many couples want to open their relationships up or even swap partners. I was definitely shocked when I started looking around. Thought it would be a lot harder to find a decent couple."

“You look like you've had some…" Violet began, stopping to clear her throat a little more. “Experience…with couples… B-based on your profile." Meredith hummed along to Violet's statement in agreement.

“That I have, dear. Mostly lesbian couples, as I'm sure you've read. I have this…strange effect on the ladies I never considered before. Apparently, some girls will straight-up worship you if you strike the right chord… That and push them around a little." She punctuated her sentence with a giggle.

Violet let out another one of her canine whines at Meredith's words. They definitely 'struck a chord' inside her, evoking something powerful. The kangaroo gazed up at her floppy mohawk and then at Violet's scissors, which had been hovering near her head for the past few minutes.

“Mind finishing me up, darling?" she asked playfully. Violet blushed, realizing she'd entirely stopped working on the marsupial. Rose blushed, too. Another female calling her girlfriend 'darling' made her feel something powerful. Not jealousy, as she might expect. It excited her…

“Oh, yeah…sorry." Violet apologized, going back to her task. It was nearly done; she only had a few more spots to even and layer. The sounds of snipping blades returned to the area occupied by the three. With Violet back to work, Meredith decided to pry a little more.

“So, this is your first time looking to branch out, then?" She asked. Violet continued her work, but Rose padded over to the dresser, leaning her rear end on its edge, keeping herself out of the way so Meredith could still see herself.

“Yeah. It's a brand-new world for us." Rose began. “Violet's a little shy about it, but I've been interested in an experience like this since before we even met. Of course, I always figured it would be with two guys." Rose stopped to giggle. Violet frowned a little. This was all news to her. She had no clue Rose was this adventurous. When the two first started dating, she always seemed so cautious about being with a girl for the first time. Violet couldn't have guessed the cheetah's secret desires hiding just under the surface.

“Oooo, scandalous." Meredith crooned. Rose giggled again, blushing harder beneath her fur. Violet noticed the way Rose was looking at Meredith. It was the same way Rose looked at her when they first got together. The coyote didn't know whether to feel jealous…or aroused. There was something to seeing her partner gush at the same girl she, too, gushed at. It was exciting, like she was experiencing the cheetah's excitement vicariously through her. It was hot.

“Yeah, but I have a feeling it wouldn't have played out as my fantasies would like to hope for," Rose added.

“Ah, more of a spit roast than a shower of masculine affection? More a meal being consumed than a queen being serviced?" Meredith guessed.

“Yeah. That. And I imagine it's impossible to find two guys comfortable doing that in the presence of another guy." Rose giggled before Meredith spoke up again.

“You'd be surprised. Bi guys definitely exist. And some straighties are cooler with it than the rest." She pointed out.

“Well, I didn't know any. Also, I wasn't as sexually active till Violet came along." Rose confessed.

“I gotcha," Meredith said, looking up at the silent coyote through the mirror. “Can't blame you. Violet here looks like quite the catch. I definitely couldn't keep my hands off her if she was my sweetheart." Violet blushed hard beneath her fur, finding it challenging to finish the last few spots. Her hands were shaking. “I find it strange you said she's the shy one of you two."

“I'm normally not," Violet said, figuring she should at least speak for herself. The constant back-and-forth between Rose and Meredith was beginning to push things into 'jealousy' territory. “I just…" Violet took in a breath before finishing her statement. “I'm just worried Rose might…like someone else more than me."

Meredith's eyes widened with interest, and an understanding *ahhhh* passed past her lips. “Hmmm," The kangaroo thought for a moment. “That definitely falls into jealousy territory. Never a good thing in a newly opening relationship." She commented, shaking her head.

“Yeah, okay. I'm jealous," Violet confessed rather defensively. “I love Rose very much, and I'm worried about losing her to someone else." She paused to check her attitude, then calmly added, “But I also want to experience something like this, having Rose by my side experiencing everything with me." Rose smiled at Violet, and the coyote smiled back. “It's been a long-time fantasy for me as well."

“I've been with a couple or two who've had hard feelings during or afterward," Meredith stated. “It happens. But when it has, rest assured, it usually happens with straight couples. Same-sex couples seem to have different, easier-to-adjust dynamics. Hence why I prefer lesbians. It's more fun with less risk. Plus, I get to take charge most of the time. They like it when a third takes charge. At least in my experience." She snickered.

“Gotcha," Violet muttered back. Rose watched the two while they talked, taking in the information espoused by Meredith. She figured their exchange was going…somewhat well, and her impatience forced a question she'd wanted to ask since Meredith stepped into the store.

“Hey, you said you had no plans tonight, right?" Rose asked. Meredith's eyes shifted back to the cheetah and took on a sultrier gaze, a sly smirk adding to the cheeky expression.

“I did," Meredith replied, as cool as ever. Violet side-eyed her partner. She knew exactly what Rose was about to ask.

“Would you be interested in joining us for drinks after your haircut? We were going to close the shop after you left and head there ourselves, but since we seem…interested in the same things…I thought…you might want to come?"

Meredith looked away from the two, mulling over her options. A toothy smirk spread over her face, and she answered. “I don't see why not," she replied, then looked at Violet in the mirror's reflection. “Is that okay with you, Violet?"

Violet was on the fence. She wanted so badly to talk more with this attractive, intriguing kangaroo. But at the same time, she felt a little contemptuous that she was the last one left to make the decision, like her opinion about having a new, potential romantic interest join the two at their favorite watering hole was least considered. Still, her libido screamed at her to say yes, deafening the jealous, unappreciated voice nagging at her.

“Yeah, sure." She agreed, a little peppier than she expected. Rose's smile widened, and Meredith's smirk turned into a grin.

“Yay!" Rose cheered, balling her hands up at her chest. Violet stepped away from her customer -and potential playmate- and grabbed a hand mirror lying next to Rose on the dresser.

“All done," Violet announced. She stepped back behind Meredith and showed the kangaroo what she looked like from behind with the mirror. Meredith's grin settled back into a confident smirk as she looked her hair over.

“Fuckin slammin', Violet. It's perfect." Meredith praised. She turned around to face the coyote. “You're good."

Violet chuckled and blushed once more. “Thanks." She replied humbly. “We aim to please."

“So do I, just in different terms," the kangaroo quipped, shooting the coyote a wink. I just wish the people where I work put as much passion into their art."

Violet began brushing the marsupial's gown off. “Oh?" She asked.

“Yeah, I cut hair for a living, too. Unfortunately, I don't have the luxury of working in such a…stimulating environment."

Violet and Rose met each other's gaze. Rose flashed a cheeky look to her partner, suggesting, 'We should hire her.' Violet rolled her eyes and gave the cheetah a quick shake of her head. Rose's sassy expression sank again, the corner of her mouth quirking at the predictability of her girlfriend.

“It was worth a shot." She thought.

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“And, here are your drinks, ladies." The foxy waitress announced, placing one glass of fruity cocktail down on the table after the other.

“Thanks, Jess," Violet replied, pulling hers closer and sipping it from its straw. Rose and Meredith did the same. Rose made a pleasurable hum as the strawberry flavor struck her tastebuds.

“No problem," Jessica said, letting her empty serving tray rest at her side. “Who's your friend? Haven't seen her around before." The femme fox brushed a lock of dyed-green hair out of her eyes and fluttered her lashes at the kangaroo sitting next to Violet.

“I'm Meredith." Meredith greeted, holding her open paw out for a shake. Jessica took it graciously, smiling coyly at the marsupial. “Nice to meet you, dear. And your name was…Jess?"

“Jessica." The waitress corrected, batting her eyes again.

“Jessicaaaaa." Meredith repeated with a bit of flair. “Well, I'm charmed. Thank you for bringing us our booze, Jessica."

“You're very welcome, cutie." The fox replied, blushing under her fur. “Just wave me down if you need anything."

“We will." Violet cut in, urging the flirtatious vixen away with a dismissive look. Jessica turned and trotted away, wiggling her fingers to Meredith as she disappeared between the tables and customers. Meredith turned her attention to the couple she arrived with.

“She's adorable." She teased, pausing to giggle. “Do you think I can get her number?" Meredith meant that as a half-joke, and Rose and Violet looked at each other, snickering. They turned to Meredith.

“Yes." They both said at once.

“Jessica is super easy, dude," Violet explained. “You don't even need to ask. She'll one-hundred percent be giving you her number before we leave."

“Yeah," Rose added, sipping her drink. “The only reason she hasn't been with us yet is both of us are taken." Rose stopped for a moment to take another sip. Her ears perked as a revelation struck her. “Oh my god! Violet! If things go well with Meredith, we can finally invite Jess over to join us!"

Violet rolled her eyes playfully at the excited cheetah. “One step at a time, babe." She sniffed, thinking about what Jessica would be like in the sack. “I bet she's a pillow princess." Meredith cleared her throat.

“Okay, well, while we're on the topic of threesomes, we should discuss our impending threesome." Violet's ears flattened while Rose's perked.

“Yeah, that!" Rose belted, her excitement peaking already. “Let's discuss!"

Meredith chuckled. “Absolutely!" She clapped her hands under the table, rubbing them together in anticipation. “So, I have to set up some important ground rules." She stuck a finger in the air so both could see. Rose and Violet looked on with interested faces. “First, I am not dating either of you. The only condition under which I will get romantic with you is if you two openly and confidently make your relationship a polyamorous one. Both of you need to be into that, and I can tell by Violet's nervous face here that that ain't ever happening." She gestured to Violet's nervous lip chewing and flattened ears. “No romance, period. This is purely a sex thing, an experience for all three of us." She paused and waited, holding her finger toward the ceiling.

The two nodded in agreement. “Good, because that leads me to the next rule." Meredith continued, raising another finger.

“Rule number two: no friendships unless both of you are present and comfortable. I will hang with you guys outside of the bedroom…assuming the three of us want that, but I will not do so one-on-one. And if either of you gets uncomfortable with it or feels left out of the fun, we end it there. No more hangouts, no more sex. It stops."

Rose and Violet nodded again. Meredith raised a third finger and took a quick sip from her glass.

“Number three. No outside communication without transparency. If we are texting or calling each other, we are doing it in a group chat that both of you can see and be involved in. No one-on-one texting. This breeds mistrust between you two, even if you two are totally on board with continuing things. Got it?"

Once again, the others nodded. Rose gave a little *Mhm.*

“Good. Number four." She began again, raising a fourth finger. “Consent is paramount. I need it from both of you at every interval, whether that be inside or outside the bedroom. If either of you wants to stop sex, sex stops there. If either of you wants to stop our 'arrangement,' I say goodbye and never see you again. I want nothing less than to see you two cuties get broken up over hard feelings."

“Has that happened?" Violet interjected, pursing her eyebrows.

“Yes, a couple of times," Meredith replied honestly. Violet frowned and looked down at her drink. “But like I said back at your salon, I've only had these problems with straight couples." Her eyes switched between Rose's enamored and Violet's cautious expressions. “This is why I made rules. I don't like being the cause of breakups. It feels terrible."

“Yeah, I bet. I couldn't handle that guilt." Rose said.

“Neither can I." Meredith lamented. “I nearly stopped doing this completely because of it." Her voice and demeanor suddenly sprung back to its business-like form. “Anyways, rule number five. This is the last one." She held all five of her fingers up. “Aftercare! A first-time threesome can be very emotional and is often 'taxing' on a mammal's body and mind. Everyone provides the other with sufficient aftercare, including me. You two specifically need special aftercare for each other. Take each other on a romantic date or something in the night or nights after. Show each other that nothing's changed between you, and either is still very loved. This is as important as the one about consent."

The two girls blinked and looked at one another, then smiled and shared a brief kiss. “We can do that," Violet said. They lingered on each other's happy faces, then turned their attention back to Meredith.

“Any questions?" Meredith asked.

“Yeah, did you get a lawyer for all that, or?" Violet teased. Meredith chuckled.

“Nah, just like to be…thorough."

'I'm not sure I know what to ask." Rose said. “I guess we've both been silently wondering…" She paused to take a breath. “What…position are you usually? Top, bottom, sub, dom?" Meredith flashed them a coy smile.

“I'm whatever you want me to be." She replied. “But I can tell from the way you two look at me that you want me to be your 'dommy mommy,' yeah?" Rose's eyes opened wider. Violet shrunk in place a little, biting her lips.

“Y-yeah," Violet murmured.

“That… That sounds really nice," Rose added. The two reached for the other's hand under the table, their faces blushing under their fur. They thought of the picture they'd seen earlier on Meredith's profile, the one of the two girls in leashes.

“What say you, Violet?" Meredith asked, still smiling as she looked the coyote down. Violet sipped the last of her drink, the slurping noise compelling her to finally answer. She looked down at the table.

“Mhm. Yeah. I won't lie, that does sound really hot." she admitted, curling her tail around her partner. Rose's tail twisted around Violet's waist, and the two sat shoulder to shoulder, their hands squeezing the other's excitedly.

“Yeah? You two going to be good girls for me?" Meredith asked, sporting a wicked grin.

“Maybe…" Violet murmured, her head shrinking into her shoulders, eyes failing to meet Meredith's. Meredith let her smile fade.

“So, same question for you two. What roles do you usually fill? I take it Rose is the bottom and Violet. You're the top?"

“Pretty much," Rose answered for the both of them. In rare form, Violet had melted into a shy puddle. She found it hard to even answer Meredith's simple questions. Rose was about to continue, but Jessica returned to the table, interrupting her before she could.

“You girls doing well?" She asked, holding up a tray of drinks from another table. Violet broke free of her bashful paralysis.

“Yeah, Jess. Uh, one more drink for me, please." She peeped.

“Same one?"

“Yeah."

“Me too!" Rose chirped. Jessica turned to Meredith, who leaned back against the booth's bench, casually slinging her arm over the top, seeking that phone number.

“What about you, hot stuff?" Jess asked, briefly looking the kangaroo up and down.

“Yeah, why the hell not?" She replied. “I've got all night to sober up before my interview tomorrow."

“Gotcha, babe. Coming right up!" Jess affirmed. She swished her green hair as she left the table, along with her bushy tail, leaving the three to their steamy conversation.

“Oh, she'll be cumming right up when I'm done with her." Meredith quipped. Rose giggled.

“Anyways, as I was about to say," Rose said, pausing to finish her drink. “I'm the bottom, most of the time, and Violet's the opposite."

“Most of the time? So Violet has a subby streak?" Meredith inquired, her ears perking. “I mean, it's kinda evident right now, but I wanna hear it from her."

Rose nudged her coyote's arm. “You wanna tell her?" She asked sweetly. “You don't have to, hun."

Violet sighed and straightened up in her spot. She cleared her throat. “I, uh. Yeah, I'm usually the one directing things. In bed."

“But?" Meredith urged, gesturing with her hand.

“But…sometimes…I like to, uh, let my, um…guard down…"

“We've done some BDSM stuff before." Rose cut in, her excitement with their steamy conversation taking the verbal wheel. “She has a pretty rough exterior, but give her the space to be vulnerable, and she turns into a little puppy dog."

“Rose," Violet groaned. Rose ran a hand through Violet's scalp, petting her. The canine calmed and rested her head on Rose's shoulder.

“Sorry, babe." Rose apologised. She looked over at Meredith. “I'm not going into details here. She can tell you more when she's comfortable."

“That's chill," Meredith replied. “You all good Violet?" Violet buried her head in her hands.

“Yeah, I'm just…really shy right now."

“She gets shy around girls that intimidate her."

“Roooose." Violet groaned again. Rose just scoffed.

“Oh, stop it." She teased. “You're Ms. bad bitch until a bigger, badder girl shows up, then you turn into a puddle."

Violet sighed. “Yeah. I do." She admitted, ashamed.

“There's nothing wrong with being vulnerable, Violet," Meredith said, her tone softening. “This one time I-." The kangaroo was cut off when Jessica returned with their drinks.

“There you go, babes. Enjoy." The vixen said, placing their fresh, fruity drinks in front of each mammal, then bolted off to greet a party entering through the door. Violet grasped the drink and slammed half of it, pounding the glass back down on the table.

“Okay, enough 'shy Violet.'" She said, straightening her back and pushing out her chest. She turned to face the kangaroo, who looked back at her with a touch of bewilderment. “I'm gonna tell you how I feel, Meredith. If I'm going to do this, I need to be upfront and open. If I don't, things will go wrong. I know it."

“Let it out, hun," Meredith replied, waiting in suspense.

“I wanna fuck you, really badly. Really, really badly. You are the epidemy of what I look for in a dominant girl. At least one that isn't Rose here. You're taller than me, fitter than me, more confident than me. I saw you walk into the salon earlier and wanted to get on my knees and let you do anything to me. And I know Rose did, too. She definitely told me. I told her. We want you. So bad."

“Well, fuck." Meredith said, taken aback. Violet turned to Rose.

“What did you say earlier? 'That I wanted her 'knuckles deep' in the both of us while we lay on our backs, making out?' I'm pretty sure that's what you said verbatim."

“It was. At least, I think it was." Rose admitted, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. Violet turned back to Meredith, her hands embellishing her words.

“That's what we want. That's what I want. Something like that." The coyote stopped to breath after her long diatribe. Meredith flashed them a snug smirk. She looked down at her hand, checking her polished nails.

“I think I can accommodate that." She answered. Violet sighed before continuing at a more leisurely pace.

“I just want you to know I have some weird issues with having another in our bedroom. I stress about losing Rose all the time. She's my… My everything. So, I don't know how I will react to having another's hands on her." Violet stopped to drink the second half of her drink. The other two watched her finish it and put her glass back on the table. “That's where I'm at. I want this experience. I just want to know everything will be all right. During and after."

Meredith responded with a thoughtful hum. She rubbed her chin. Rose wrapped her arms around Violet's and nuzzled her comfortingly.

“I hear ya." Meredith finally said. “I'll do everything in my power to give you this experience without ruining anything for either of you." She took a sip from her drink. “I can't promise anything, but, as I said before, the second you want to stop, we stop, and I leave. The second one of you isn't having fun anymore, that's it. Yeah?"

Violet looked to the cheetah currently nuzzling her arm. “What do you think, babe?" Rose looked up at her with a soft, warm smile.

“I've been ready since we found her on the app. The choice is yours." She murmured.

Violet gazed down at her glass, now only containing the ice used to cool her booze. “Yeah." She said under her breath. She looked to Meredith with a determined smirk stretching over her muzzle. “Yeah, let's do it, Meredith. In more ways than one." Meredith returned her smile.

“Then let's do it. 'In more ways than one.'" She agreed.

Rose raised her glass between the three. “To threesomes!" She cheered. The other two raised their glasses, Violet's no longer holding anything but ice.

“To threesomes!" They cheered, joining in. Violet looked into her glass.

“We might want to do that again. I kinda downed mine pretty fast." She observed. Rose giggled.

“Anything to get that cutie with the green hair back here for a look." Meredith looked around for Jessica, then returned to the table. “Speaking of doing things, when would you two be free to, ya'know, do things?"

Violet looked at Rose, and Rose returned the gaze. They shared a knowing smirk, both of them thinking the same thing.

“You're free tonight, yeah?" Rose asked, leaning past Violet. Meredith grinned, already knowing where this was going.

“I am."

“The night is young. Why not tonight?" Violet added. “You don't have to get up that early, right?"

“This is starting to sound like a plan, my darlings. I like it." Meredith replied, flashing a few teeth.

“Then let's do it!" Rose exclaimed.

“In more ways than one," Violet added, adding a sultriness to her tone.

“Hell yeah." Meredith agreed. She looked around the bar, searching amongst the various sapphics. “Now, where's that waitress? Violet here needs a new drink, and I need her number."

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The three girls entered Rose and Violet's townhouse through the front door next to the garage. Violet untied her high-tops, and Rose kicked off her flats. Meredith did the same to her runners. The kangaroo's shoes were nearly twice the size of the other mammals', accommodating her oversized marsupial feet. Despite chatting the entire long and expensive Upurr ride home, none of them spoke a word.

Rose and Violet's hearts beat fast and heavy in their chests, minds, and stomachs, fluttering with nervous anticipation as they ascended the carpeted stairs. Meredith, on the other hand, was as cool as a cucumber. She couldn't count on both paws how many sexy romps with two or more mammals she'd had before. She just hoped she could guide the other two on their journey of discovery.

If she could manage that, she was going to have so much fun with these two, and she'd make damn sure that they got just as much out of the experience. Of course, comfort was key. The kangaroo had just the plan to make them comfortable with her presence. They'd be like wet putty in her hands. Emphasis on 'wet.'

Meredith followed the two up the stairs, letting the handrail slide under her palm and furry fingers. When she reached the top, Violet and Rose stood beside each other with arms crossed under their breasts, greeting her with nervous faces.

“Don't look so nervous, you two. Tonight will be an excellent night for all three of us." She said, leaning on the banister at the top of the stairs.

“Sure, sure." Violet half-heartedly agreed. “Um…do you want some…water or something?" She offered.

“I'd love some water, darling. Thank you for the offer." Meredith replied. She sauntered over to the kitchen table and pulled one of the wooden chairs out, taking a seat. Violet went to fetch her a glass, leaving Rose alone for the kangaroo to leer up and down at. Rose noticed her undressing her and blushed under her fur. She absentmindedly fidgeted with her skirt while she swayed her hips.

She liked the attention. A lot. Sure, Violet gave her more than plenty. But this was different. This was a stranger they'd let into their home. In every instance but this one, she shouldn't feel this way, but now she was allowed to. The guiltlessness of it all aroused her even more.

Violet returned with a glass of water and sat it on the table next to Meredith. She rejoined her partner while Meredith took a long sip, oblivious to the stare their guest had given Rose, not to mention Rose's reaction.

“So, do you want to go to the bedroom…or?" Violet asked nervously. Meredith finished her drink and set the glass down on the table.

“No." She replied matter-of-factly. Rose and Violet looked at each other, confused. Did she no longer want to do this? Had their sudden nervousness turned her off? Or did she just want to have sex in the kitchen? On the table? Maybe the couch, where they usually initiated their steamy nights together?

“Uh…" Violet stammered. Rose was about to butt in when Meredith continued.

“I can tell you two are nervous about all this. You were all in for sleeping with me, but now that you're here, with me actually here, you're skittish. I don't blame either of you. You're here, in your home, and now, so am I. It's weird having someone in your own space about to share an intimate encounter with an outsider in your relationship. I've been with enough first-timers to recognize that awkward energy. But luckily, I know how to get past it. To build familiarity and comfort in a very…alien situation."

“Ok," Rose quipped, raising her brow. “So, what do we do?"

“Kiss," Meredith said, more as an order than a suggestion. “Kiss each other like you would if I weren't here. Show me how you two love each other."

Violet turned to Rose, and Rose to Violet, both of them fidgeting with their clothes. Their eyes flickered over each other's bodies. Violet took note of the cheetah's slim legs and knee-length skirt they rose into. She loved it when Rose wore skirts. She always loved getting her hands up them, pushing them up and grasping at Rose's firm butt, then hearing the delighted squeals that followed.

Rose looked over Violet's toned legs and the light blue dolphin shorts hugging her hips and thighs. She admired how Violet kept herself in shape. She always felt protected around the coyote. She always saw Violet as this powerful force, able to handle any situation and any girl the way she wanted to. And oh, could she handle Rose… But could she handle Meredith? Did she even want to handle her?

Their gaze crawled up each other's bodies until they met. They stepped closer to one another, smiling. “Ok," Violet agreed with a disarming breath, feeling the natural bond built between them swell.

“We can kiss," Rose added, also in agreement. She pressed her clothed, furry body into Violet's, and Violet turned her head down. Rose turned hers up, and the two met each other's lips.

Spotted yellow hands and copper, khaki hands brushed over the body of the other, seeking out places to touch and grasp. The sound of smacking lips filled the air, spiced with soft coos and girlish giggles. Rose's arms raised to Violet's shoulders, wrapping around the coyote's neck so she could hang off her lover while at the same time allowing her partner full access to her petite body.

Naturally, Violet's hands fell to the small of Rose's back, forearms crossing while her dangling hands pinched at Rose's skirt. The cheetah pulled closer to her, burying her right leg between Violet's and extending her left past Violet's side. The coyote knew just what she was hinting at, and she widened her stance enough for the slim cheetah to nestle her hips onto Violet's upper thigh. Even through her fur, Violet felt the heat coming off her spotted kitten, the heat between her legs. As Rose's leg pressed into Violet's crotch, Rose, too, felt the canine's heat on her own leg.

Rose broke their oral embrace and nuzzled her cheek into Violet's neck fur, slowly but firmly grinding herself against her lover's thigh. The sensation of pressure and friction on her nethers flowed through her lower body, slightly dulled by the thin layers of clothes separating them. She breathed out a delicate breath into Violet's ear, the tail end of that breath speaking.

“Oh, Violet…" Rose uttered. Her head pivoted so that she could see their guest, the reminder that they were being watched sending a thrilling shiver through her body as the side of her face ruffled Violet's pelt.

Meredith's eyes met hers. The kangaroo observed them intently, taking certain liberties with the ongoing show before her. She sat back in her chair, her left elbow resting on the table next to her, her hand reaching up her hoodie to touch herself. At least, that's what Rose gathered. Meredith's other hand rested in her lap, massaging her naked inner thigh. Rose imagined that hand would be busy with her and Violet soon enough. The idea excited her as much as Violet's leg did. She rode Violet's thigh harder in response, turning her head back to bury her face in the robust scent of her girlfriend's canine fur.

At this point, Violet's hands were through playing with the hanging fabric around Rose's hips and legs. They pulled the skirt up handful by handful until Rose's white panties were exposed to their audience. She reached beyond that and gripped the cheetah's tight, round posterior, squeezing an excited chirp from the feline.

“Oh! Violet!" Rose squeaked, pressing tighter against the coyote, her hips given aid by Violet's grasping hands pulling her in. Violet craned her head down and kissed Rose's neck, each sucking kiss turning into a love bite that made the cheetah's flesh redden beneath her pelt and made her shiver with delight.

“Oh, Violet…you animal…" She breathed, adamantly grinding herself against her significant other. Violet gave Rose a playful growl. She pulled her head away from Rose, only to return to the other side of Rose's neck. The coyote opened her eyes and peered at Meredith with a possessive leer.

Meredith's hand was on her crotch, rubbing herself through her shorts while her other hand stirred beneath her hoodie. She looked insatiably lustful, like she was getting off even more than the couple simply by watching them.

Violet liked being watched. She enjoyed showing off her ability to satisfy her lover without either of them even stepping out of their clothes. She wanted Meredith to know, before the kangaroo ever stepped a toe into their space, that Rose was hers, now and forever. Meredith locked eyes with Violet and flashed her a little wink as she dipped her hand under the waistband of her shorts.

Perhaps it was the subtle mocking tone of Meredith's cheeky wink, or maybe the knowledge that someone enjoyed their intimacy so much they wished to masturbate in front of them. Something set Violet off. The coyote became suddenly ravenous, a feral part of her wishing to assert complete dominance over her lover and the third-party currently present.

Violet grabbed Rose and turned her in place, using the leg between the Cheetah's and the full weight of her body to shove the smaller feline against the wall next to them. The shock rattled Rose's bones as she was pressed against the painted gyprock, not to mention rattling Rose's paintings, which clattered on their hooks.

Rose gasped out loud, an excited chirp underlying that gasp, revealing her adoration of her lover's rough handling. Violet pressed against her cheetah, sandwiching Rose between herself and the wall. Rose squirmed, pretending to struggle against her canine lover. Violet's right hand was already surging under Rose's skirt, lifting it and yanking Rose's unmentionables out of the way. Rose loved every moment of it.

The cheetah's fur bristled at the feeling of leathery paw pads against her bare sex. She was beyond soaked, slippery to the touch. Violet's sudden rough treatment stirred something inside her, and her feminine lower lips parted for Violet's index and middle fingers with ease. Rose melted in the firm grasp of her girlfriend, finding it difficult to stand.

“Mmmm, fuck!" Rose belted. Violet's fingers played Rose like a harp. She'd added her ring finger to the mix, and her thumb bore down against Rose's bean. The lithe cheetah lifted her leg, curling around the small of Violet's back, and then the other joined it, and Rose hugged Violet's waist and forearm with both.

With Rose's sex further exposed, Violet took the opportunity to slip two of her fingers inside Rose's sopping hole. “Ah!" Rose gave a startled cry. “Oh, god, Violet. You always treat me like such a princess."

Violet chuckled.

“A slutty princess, maybe." Violet quipped. It was the first thing she'd spoken since their intimacies began. She had little use for words; her actions were a choir of raw sapphic drive all their own, speaking a thousand words.

“Yeah, I'm your slutty princess." Rose breathily replied, humping against Violet's hand. Meredith was eating it up. Rose wasn't the only girl in the room experiencing a little finger penetration.

“I love your guys' energy," Meredith said, stroking herself off under her shorts. Her left hand had abandoned her chest, opting to add another set of fingers to her crotch. One for her hole, one for her clit.

“Wanna join us now?" Violet asked, feeling confident -not to mention horny- enough to finally add their guest to the fray.

“Sure thing, hun." Meredith paused to breathe out a lustful sigh. “Where do you want me?" she asked.

“Behind me. Get me off." Violet commanded. Treating Meredith just as the kangaroo had suggested at the bar. Like a piece of meat…

Meredith withdrew her hands from her shorts and stood from the table with much enthusiasm. “Yes, ma'am!" she exclaimed enthusiastically.

Mirroring Violet's energy, Meredith stepped up to the coyote and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of Violet's shorts and panties. She yanked on the fabric, pulling both garments down to Violet's ankles, the shorts catching on Violet's bushy tail as it fed backward through the button-up loop. As she looked down, she noted the damp spot on the inner crotch of Violet's black boyshorts. The girl was beyond ready for what Meredith was about to do. This would be fun…

Meredith straightened herself up and touched Violet's shoulder, leaning into her soon-to-be canine lover. “I'm gonna give you the same treatment you're giving your spotted toy. That ok, hun?"

“D-do it." Violet snapped, refusing to take her eyes off the mewling cheetah. Her voice was ragged with lust. Meredith could nearly hear the pounding of her anticipating heart.

Violet felt the creeping hand of their guest on the small of her back, just above her tail. Meredith began massaging that sensitive spot on Violet's spine between her finger and thumb. Violet sucked in a breath through gritted teeth. She grunted and stuck her rear out when Meredith's fingers unexpectedly curled around her tail and gave it a playful yank.

The shuttering in Violet's breathing told Meredith all she needed to know. It was time to feel what this canine felt like on the inside, to mix the sticky fluids on her fingers with the slosh of arousal nearly dripping from Violet's nethers.

Meredith's hand slowly glided over Violet's ass, taking in the full extent of the coyote's toned rear end through touch alone. Lower and lower her hand went until her fingers passed over Violet's tailhole. They slid between Violet's legs until they met the pink, fleshy, slicken space between them.

Violet's tail began to wag, restrained in its leftward swing but slapping faintly against Meredith's hip. The coyote whimpered, especially so when Meredith pressed in closer to the canine, nestling the front of her body into Violet's left side. Her hand was still on Violet's shoulder, and the marsupial whispered into Violet's triangular ear, making both ears flutter and partially flatten at her alluring words.

“Getting excited, are we?"

Violet shivered and instinctively leaned into Meredith, perhaps more than she expected. Meredith knew by the bristling of the coyote's pelt and the sudden panting breaths puffing from her maw how enlivened Violet was. The canine would be as pliable as bread dough. She was a tough girl and, at first, put up a lot of resistance to what was about to occur that night. But Meredith knew girls like Violet. Even steel melted when it got hot enough.

The kangaroo's fingers curled into Violet's sex. Wet pussy lips contoured effortlessly around her digits. Meredith's index finger immediately sought out the sensitive nub of Violet's clitoris, a sudden moan from the coyote indicated her discovery. She backed off Violet's bean and stroked across her folds. Violet shuddered against her, and the coyote loosed a steamy breath.

“Fuck, this is hot…" Violet huffed. Without turning her head, she imagined the look Meredith would have on her face, smug and smirking with self-satisfaction as she played with her, asserting her dominance over her with little effort, making a joke of Violet's display over Rose. After all, Meredith came off as such a natural at assuming control. The kangaroo exerted it passively. Both Violet and Rose felt it the moment she walked into their salon. Violet felt the kangaroo's energy radiating off her like an unstable isotope, weakening her resolve.

These thoughts festered in Violet's mind, and the wall she'd built up around herself cracked and crumbled.

“Good girl…" Meredith murmured into Violet's ear. “Just relax and let Mommy Meredith take excellent care of you. Tonight is for you two. I just want you guys to feel as comfortable as possible as we take this journey together. Especially you, Violet." She paused to savor the aroused whimpers emitting from the canine's throat. “Is that okay with you, darling?" She asked, reaching down from Violet's shoulder to take hold of her breast.

Rejection of Meredith's advances was now impossible for the coyote. She was furry putty in the kangaroo's paws, and she didn't want to stop…

“Y-yes, Mommy M-Meredith." Violet sputtered. She sighed a breath and closed her eyes, letting the kangaroo exert herself over her. Meredith slipped a finger, followed by a second, into Violet's passage, feeling Violet tighten around her fingers and Violet feeling herself succumb to the welcome intrusions.

“Oh…" Violet cooed, instinctively craning her head back to nuzzle against Meredith's cheek.

“That's right. Just take it easy and enjoy the moment," Meredith crooned. Violet rolled her hips against the kangaroo's fingers, and Meredith took that as a sign to begin massaging the coyote's delicate insides.

Violet's moans of delight joined with Rose's. Her efforts working the cheetah's sex faltered as Violet lost herself in the pleasures now received. Rose opened her eyes, wondering why Violet's fingers had slowed, only to see her girlfriend falling prey to their guest, indulging well in the touch of another.

Not a jealous thought flickered through her feline head. Instead, she was happy to see her partner finally letting go, living her fantasy without remorse. It was surprisingly arousing to see the coyote in the arms of another mammal, and she couldn't wait to join the fray, to fuck a stranger alongside the most cherished person in her life.

“V-Violet…" Rose squeaked, trying to speak up over her whimpers. “You look like you're having fun." She said, smiling, pleasantly surprised, and unbelievably aroused all in one.

Violet could only reply with a blissful cry, a reaction to Meredith's ring finger smoothing over her clit, middle and index fingers still wriggling and thrusting inside the coyote's cunt.

“She is…" Meredith answered for the girl, her breathy and predacious, “And I can't wait to get my fingers inside you as well…spots." The two girls shivered at Meredith's choice of the word 'spots,' Violet's long-time nickname for the cheetah. They discharged delectable moans as if the mere use of the pet name had power over them. It was all so incredibly intimate for the loving couple.

Meredith and Violet nuzzled each other's necks for a moment, and Violet whispered an “Oh, fuck…" before Meredith spoke up again.

“The kitchen wall is fun and all, but I think we'd have a lot more fun 'playing' together on your bed." She suggested. Rose gave her a lazy nod.

“Y-yeah…" She agreed, hot and ready to take things up a notch. She turned her attention back to Violet. “Is that ok, Violet?" she asked.

Violet gave a few sporadic nods of her head, the painfully pleased look on her face telling Rose all she needed to know.

The cheetah let her legs drop from Violet's waist, one before the other, leather paw pads thudding on the vinyl floor. Violet's fingers were still inside her, and she pressed up against her partner, whispering into the triangular ear opposite Meredith. “Let's go have an amazing night…" She whispered, then unfurled her arms from Violet's neck and backed off the two, Violet's fingers slipping free of her. She turned and started toward the bedroom, sensually swaying her hips and swishing her skirt as she went. Meredith caught her just before she got out of reach, swatting the cheetah's tight butt to the tune of a delighted squeal and a giggle.

Rose sashayed away from the two, leaving Meredith and Violet alone in the kitchen. Meredith nestled into Violet's back, removing her fingers from the coyote and passing them around Violet's hips, teasing her sex. Her other arm rose from her breast to curl around her shoulders.

“Let's not keep your speckled love waiting, dear. There's so much more to discover in there."

“O-okay." Violet breathed. Meredith relinquished her hands from Violet, and the two turned to look at each other. Meredith momentarily flashed her eyes over the bottomless canine, and Violet's fingers fiddled nervously behind her.

“Are you sure you're ready for this?" Meredith asked. Violet bit her lip and nodded, her tail wagging lazily behind her.

“Yeah… Yeah, I'm ready for this." She paused to breathe out a nervous giggle. “I'm actually really nervous, but at the same time, I'm unbelievably excited." Meredith held out her hand and presented a warm smile. Violet took her hand, and Meredith's smile grew some teeth.

“Good girl. Let's go have some fun."

She turned and led Violet to the room. Violet stepped out of her shorts and left them behind. Rose was already stripping down, the last garment still clinging to her body being her soiled panties, soaked through with her arousal.

The two admired the cheetah as she bent over, pulling the last of her clothes off, inadvertently giving them a perfect show of her 'goods.' Meredith sniggered.

“You're very lucky, Violet. She's perfect. You both are. You're adorable together. I'm honestly lucky to be with you two tonight." She turned her gaze to Violet for a moment. “Thank you for having me over and being so open-minded about this." Violet smiled back at her.

“No. Thank you for being so…understanding…about my jealousy stuff," Violet replied. “You've made this as easy as you could, and… I'm really enjoying myself so far."

“I'm glad," Meredith replied, giving her a quick wink.

“Are you two done being gay for each other?" Rose interrupted. The two turned to look at the naked cheetah standing impatiently before them. Her arms were crossed under her breasts, pushing them up. “It's my turn for some of that gay shit. So come at me already." A little growl rumbled in her throat as she paused for a moment. “I'm fucking horny. So toss me around or something."

Violet and Meredith glanced at each other from the side. “May I?" Meredith asked, gesturing to the naked feline. Violet flashed her a toothy smirk.

“Be my guest. She's all yours. For now." Violet answered, gesturing to her partner with an open paw.

“Slammin'," Meredith quipped, stepping up to the cheetah with a wicked grin. Rose looked up at her, biting her lower lip as the kangaroo towered over her. She barely had time to swallow the lump in her throat before that very throat had Meredith's hand clutched firmly around it. The marsupial took Rose by the neck, guiding her backward to the bed. Violet looked on, her tail flailing behind her.

“Cheeky little kitten, aren't you, darlin'? We'll see how cheeky you are once I'm done with you."

Rose gasped for air. The sharpness with which she sucked in her breath revealed her excitement like it was plastered on her forehead. Rose's legs touched the edge of the bed, and Meredith reached down between the feline's legs, pushing two of her fingers inside her hole as she propelled the girl onto the mattress.

“Holy shit!" Rose yelped, startled and ecstatic all in one. What a rush… Violet never had this kind of strength nor the gumption to do anything so brash. Violet whined, stepping up to the bed to get a better angle. Her girlfriend was getting tossed about like bail of hay, and all she could do was watch. All she wanted to do was watch. Watch the stronger hands of another lady ravish her lover…

Meredith pulled her shorts and jacket off like they were on fire. She kneeled on the mattress and crawled after the cheetah with unbreakable determination. She moved over the feline, her well-sculpted body imposing her will over the more petite girl. Rose let out a soft chirp in the shadow of the mighty Meredith. Meredith grinned and brought her muzzle inches from Rose's. “I like hearing you chirp, kitten." She murmured. She leaned in closer to one of Rose's round ears, speaking in a whisper. “Let's hear you chirp some more."

The kangaroo's right hand cupped between Rose's legs. She dug her fingers into the girl, taking what she wanted. Rose couldn't help but cry out in surprised pleasure. Meredith's fingers played her like a fiddle.

“Oh my god!" Rose cried out, her elation music to Meredith's ears. The kangaroo thrust her digits deep inside her, wiggling them into Rose's insides, pressing on her sweet spot, leaving no nook nor cranny untouched.

“Good kitten." Meredith crooned. “Lemme, hear those chirps, and I'll let you cum like you've never cum before."

Rose did exactly that, obeying her new lover's command. She was already so close, her body electrified from head to toe. She gripped the duvet cover and chirped like a canary, each inward breath rumbling with heavy purrs. She sounded like panicking prey, but Violet knew these sounds; she'd elevated Rose to this level of ecstasy before, but never so quickly. It made Violet feel…inadequate…inferior.

Strangely enough, she liked this feeling. It awoke something in her…

Violet refused to take her eyes off the two as she crawled onto the corner of the bed opposite them. She kneeled, sitting on her feet while she watched her beloved get finger-fucked into another plane of existence. Meredith noticed the bed shift and glanced at the coyote momentarily.

“You wanna join in here, darling? Plenty of room. I have another hand if you wanna feel what she does."

Violet's hand, quivering with elation, reached down between her own legs. Her maw gaped to respond, but she paused, struggling to form words, throat clutched by intense arousal.

“I-I'm good here, for now. I…I like the view." She croaked. Her fingers dipped between her sopping folds, and a needy whine escaped her throat.

“Ah, like to watch, eh?" Meredith said, her face hovering above Rose's, the cheetah blowing hot breath over her snout. Her eyes stared menacingly into Rose's. “Nothing wrong with that. Very kinky." She forced her lips against Rose's, and the cheetah kissed her back with wild lust. Meredith pulled away, denying the feline the moment of romance.

“You know what we call a lady that likes watching her partner sleep with others?" Meredith asked, eyeing the coyote from her place above Rose.

“N-no," Violet whimpered. She was wetter than wet, her fingers slipping inside her hole with the greatest of ease.

“A cuckquean," Meredith informed. “I won't judge you. It's fun to watch. Nothing better sometimes." With that, Meredith leaned forward and ravenously embraced the cheetah's muzzle with her own. Violet whined and fell forward, her left arm catching her and holding her aloft, eyes locked on the scene before her.

It was exhilarating and enlightening. Every ounce of jealousy melted away from her, distilling into an arousal the likes she'd never felt before. A small part of her almost wished Meredith would replace her in the bedroom, forcing her to watch every time, sometimes forcing her outside in the living room, reduced to listening to her girlfriend howl and chirp under the marsupial lady.

But Violet knew this was just her pussy talking. She'd very much liked being Rose's top girl. After this night, she wanted to be the one with Rose under her again, quivering to her expert touch. She also hoped this whole encounter would give Rose a few ideas when the cheetah 'took the reins.'

Meredith broke her and Rose's kiss, their lips smacking loudly. Meredith rose off her plaything, a wicked grin spreading across her face. “You wanna try something Violet really can't give you?" She asked.

“F-fuck yes." Rose squeaked. Meredith looked back at Violet, the coyote's tail giving away her sheer enjoyment of it all.

“Watch this," Meredith said, taking hold of her long, tapered tail. She positioned herself over Rose's leg, wrapping her tail around to her front. “Puppy over there doesn't have a tail like I do. You'll find it's quite flexible…and rigid." The two others gaped at what the kangaroo was suggesting.

“Oh, my god." They blurted out, almost in unison. Violet nearly came on her fingers right then and there.

“You want me to fuck you with this, then, kitten?" Meredith teased, already knowing the answer.

“God, yes!" Rose cried in unadulterated jubilation. She wanted it, and bad.

“Y-yeah. G-give it to her." Violet stammered from across the bed. She shuffled closer, wanting to witness what was about to take place. She settled next to the two, and Meredith offered up a smug smirk.

“Thought you two would agree." She turned to Violet, touching her shoulder. “Do you happen to have any lube?" Violet nodded. “Excellent. Be a darling for Mommy and bring me it, please?"

“Y-yes, m-mommy," Violet replied, studdering with excitement. She leaned away from the two and crawled off the bed, heading for her 'bottom drawer.' She slid it open and grabbed the trusty bottle of her favorite brand, which made fitting her strap-on inside Rose so much easier.

Violet tossed the bottle to an awaiting Meredith. “Slammin', hun. Thanks." She quipped, wasting no time popping the cap off with her thumb. Violet and Rose watched Meredith dribble the viscous, clear fluid over her tail's end, then knead the substance into her fur. She looked over at Violet. The coyote stood by her drawer, staring, her hands fidgeting in front of her. The kangaroo beckoned with her paw.

“Well, get over here, hun. You should have a front-row seat for this. You're next after, so you should know what you're in for."

Violet swallowed a lump in her throat. “Oh…uh, okay, Mommy." She padded to the bed and crawled up next to the marsupial.

“Good girl," Meredith praised. She raised her tail so Rose could see it well with her half-lidded eyes. “You ready for this, dear?"

“Yes!" Rose replied without hesitation. Meredith chuckled.

“So eager. I like it."

Meredith positioned the end of her tail before Rose's entrance, nestling the tip in her folds. Rose whimpered in anticipation. Violet saw by the look in her eyes that she was putting on a brave face. Rose was visibly uncertain about her impending step into this wholly unexplored territory.

“B-be gentle with her." Violet peeped from her place beside them. Meredith's eyes flickered over her canine's body, and its worried stirring.

“Don't fret, hun. I'll be as gentle as she wants me to be." Meredith reassured. Rose's eyes squinted as she frowned. Her visage transformed into something quite the opposite at Violet's words.

“Cram that fucking thing in me, Meredith." She demanded, almost out of spite toward Violet's gesture of concern. Meredith shrugged her shoulders.

“As you wish." She said, pushing her tail forward and sliding it into Rose's hole. Rose's defiant countenance burst like a balloon. Her eyes shot open wide, her mouth fell open, and her fingers curled, gripping the bedsheets so hard they might tear.

“Oh my god!" She cried, her tone stinging with pain yet singing with so much pleasure. “Holy shit! Oh fuck!" She strained to heave her words. Violet winced, not so much because it looked painful, but because Rose was enjoying it despite that. And this was only the tip.

Meredith slowly pressed another few inches inside the cheetah. Rose groaned and arched her back like she was fighting it. Her face would periodically switch between scrunching in agony and yawning in ecstasy.

“Holy fuck that looks intense," Violet remarked. She stared at Rose as the cheetah took more of the prehensile appendage than she thought she'd ever be able to.

“It is." Meredith proudly replied. “It never fails to do its job. Never…"

“I-I don't think I can handle that thing," Violet admitted.

“You don't have to try if you don't want to."

“No, I'd like to try, at least." Violet cocked an eyebrow as Meredith withdrew it from the cheetah. She turned her head to Meredith. “Have you ever used it on yourself before?" she asked. Meredith side glanced at her with half-lidded eyes that exuded a devilish coyness.

“Like I said. It never fails."

She let her words spark Violet's imagination. The coyote turned her attention back to Rose, whose chest heaved as she sucked in breath after breath. Meredith took her hand off her tail and, utilizing its powerful muscles, let the appendage push itself back in. Rose moaned for every inch that crammed its way inside. “Oh, fuck!" She cried, the tail reaching Rose's cervix.

“Holy shit," Violet breathed. “That's incredible."

“I know, right?" Meredith boasted. She brought her free hand to Violet's chin, guiding the coyote's attention to herself. Violet looked up into Meredith's confident eyes like a lost puppy. “She'll be fine down there, darling. I'd like to give you some attention, too, you know." Her hand then guided Violet's face to hers, and the two coupled at their muzzles. Their lips finally met for the first time.

They shared a tender embrace, exchanging tongues and saliva. Meanwhile, Meredith's tail repeated its motion, in and out of Rose's snatch, conducting a symphony of whorish sounds from the feline. Their ears flickered with each moan and cry Rose belted out. Violet felt Rose's hand clutch her ankle like Violet was the last thing holding her corporeal form to this reality.

Meanwhile, Meredith's hand lovingly stroked Violet's face as they locked muzzles. It floated down Violet's form, all the way between the coyote's legs. Her curious, determined fingers searched for the feminine slit that they'd had a taste of earlier.

Violet mewled into their kiss, nearly floating off the mattress with joy. Meredith's fingers found their prize, gliding through Violet's drooling folds to the tune of Violet's amorous whines. Meredith broke their kiss, and the two nuzzled each other's necks.

“Who's a good girl, Violet?" Meredith murmured.

“M-me?" Violet whimpered, her breath hot and heavy, feeling every twitch and stroke of her lover's digits inside her.

“That's right." Meredith crooned. “Who's my good little puppy?"

“M-me…" Violet answered back. It had to be her.

“Yes. Good girl." Meredith grinned, breathing into the coyote's ears. “Are you a good little mutt for me, too?"

Violet's fur bristled, her eyes shot open, snapping her from her aroused trance. That word… ' Mutt.' No… No, no, no. That wasn't her word to use. Rose's ears picked up the word from between her own moans. Meredith fucked up without even knowing it. But Rose knew it too well, and her eyes darted to Violet, awaiting her girlfriend's impending reaction. This would end badly, especially in a situation as sensitive as this.

Violet made a panicked whine and pulled her arms free from Meredith. She shoved the kangaroo away from her, nearly knocking their startled third party over. Fortunately, Meredith recovered, swinging her arms behind herself. Her tail slipped free from Rose's pussy, and Rose instinctively growled in its absence.

“You- you can't call me that!" Violet barked, quickly covering her naked breasts. She relinquished from the kangaroo, pushing herself across the bed from her, her stance cautious and defensive, like a cornered dog. Her head turned down, and her eyes locked with Meredith's from beneath her brow.

“Oh, no…" Rose groaned.

“What? What did I say?" Meredith asked, genuinely confused.

“She doesn't like people calling her a mutt," Rose explained. The cheetah scrambled to Violet's side, throwing her arms around her and holding her close.

“Why?" Meredith asked, no less confused.

“It's personal," Rose replied. Another canine whine emitted from Violet's throat. “There's…past trauma involved. That's all I can say." Rose stroked her fingers through her girlfriend's hair to comfort her.

“Ah. Shit." Meredith quietly swore. Her ears drooped. She shuffled into a cross-legged position. “I'm sorry, Violet. I…I didn't know. Fuck. This is something we should have discussed beforehand. Usually, I bring the topic of sensitivities up, but we got a little carried away at the bar, and I forgot." She paused to sigh. “I'm genuinely sorry, Violet. I promise I won't mention that word anymore." Meredith looked on with knitted brows. Deep down, she knew the damage had already been done, and nothing she'd say could console the coyote.

Meredith watched the distressed coyote ball up in Rose's arms, finally breaking eye contact but looking away dejectedly. The kangaroo extended a hand as a sign of good faith, but Violet swatted it away, growling. She buried her head in Rose's bosom. Rose hugged her tighter and let out a disappointed sigh.

“You're alright, babe. Spots is here." She crooned. She looked up at Meredith with sad eyes. “This isn't your fault, Meredith; you didn't know, but I think you should leave us. I'm really sorry."

Meredith's expression mirrored Rose's. She looked down at her long feet in sorrow. “Yeah… I guess I should. It was fun while it lasted." The kangaroo began to get up, uncrossing her legs. “I hope I didn't ruin everything for you guys. You're a sweet couple."

Violet eyed the kangaroo as she turned and crawled toward the edge of the bed. It made her sad to watch the kangaroo leave. Violet knew she'd ruined the night for the three of them. Her hang-ups about that stupid word and its negative past just ended one of the wildest experiences of her life. And she'd been doing so well until now, even learned new things about herself. Now, it was all coming to a bitter close over a word. Hell, that word almost caused her to get into a drunken fistfight with her best friend a couple of weeks ago.

Rose could call her that, and sometimes Saph. Why not Meredith? Meredith was helping the two take an important step in a new direction for their relationship, opening it up to new possibilities. Should she not have some flexibility for the kangaroo? Still, Rose was her trusted partner, and Saph was her long-time best friend. She'd only known Meredith for one evening. It wouldn't be easy to build that kind of relationship so quickly. She'd never done so before. It would take far more time than they had that night.

Unless…she tricked herself into associating Meredith and the word 'mutt' in a more positive aspect. That word. Mutt. Fuck that word. Fuck, that, word! She wouldn't let it hold so much sway over her. She wouldn't let it ruin her fun anymore.

Violet sprung from Rose's arms and grasped Meredith's ankle as Meredith neared the edge of the mattress. “Wait! Don't go." She yelped. Meredith started and looked back at the coyote, eyebrow cocked.

“Uh, what?" She muttred. Violet looked back up at her with pleading eyes.

“Please stay." She beseeched. “I'm sorry. I'm just very sensitive about the word…mutt. I shouldn't be, but… It's this whole thing with my dad, and-“

“Hun, you don't have to explain. I get it. Some things carry powerful emotions for different people. I understand." She sat down on the bed next to the sprawled-out coyote. “I can't count on all my digits the times I've nearly punched someone out who made fun of my pouch. Can't stand that shit; really get's to me. I've always been self-conscious about it." She made a fist to accentuate her point and smiled at Violet. Violet smiled back.

Rose crawled next to Violet and placed a hand on her back. “So, you're cool if Meredith stays?" She asked her partner. Violet looked back at Rose and sighed.

“Yeah. Yeah, I'm chill. At least, I think so." She pushed herself up onto her knees, sitting on her feet. “We just need to do one thing. One thing I need doing if we're going to continue." Meredith gave her an uncertain look.

“What would that be?" She asked. Violet looked the kangaroo in the eyes, nibbling on her lower lip before speaking.

“Call me a mutt."

Meredith's brow furrowed, along with Rose's.

“What? I thought-“

“Do it," Violet interjected. “Call me a mutt."

Meredith looked at Rose. Rose looked back and shrugged her shoulders, softly shaking her head in confusion. Neither of them had a clue what Violet was getting at.

“Call. Me. A mutt." Violet demanded.

“O-okay," Meredith conceded. She did what Violet asked, unsure how this would go. Violet closed her eyes and forced an image of Rose into her mind. Her Imagined girlfriend was wearing the form-grasping, black leather harness she'd seen her friend, Saph, wear in a picture the Lynx sent her after a night of drinking. The same night, Violet had nearly punched Saph for using the very word Meredith was about to use.

In her mind's eye, Rose was holding her riding crop, her free hand resting on her hip, where her weight was shifted. A sly grin split Rose's muzzle, and she tucked the business end of her crop under Violet's chin, forcing the coyote's head up.

“Mutt." She said firmly, eyes flittering over Violet's body, carefully observing her reaction.

Violet shuddered. Her fur bristled, her hackles raised, and her jowls pulled back, revealing teeth. She fought the urge to growl. The word had Meredith's voice, but in her mind, Rose was speaking it, leaning over to address her pet. Violet had to stifle a sudden whimper.

“Do it again." She asked.

“Mutt," Meredith said again. Once again, the imagined Rose degraded her pet, calling her what she was. She was so fierce and domineering, just like that first night when Rose put herself in the role of mistress.

The real Rose gazed down at Violet's butt, noticing some movement in her peripherals. Violet's tail was…wagging. Her face brightened with astonishment.

“Again," Violet pleaded, her jowls relaxing and her hackles sinking between her shoulder blades. Meredith noticed Violet's sudden shift in body language and leaned into her act.

“You're a mutt," Meredith repeated, adding some bite to her phrase. Violet took a deep breath. The imagined Rose began to shift in her mind. Her yellow, speckled fur changed to a tawny brown, her ears lengthened, and so did her snout. Her tail became…thicker and tapered. Just like the tail that promised to fuck her and Rose so completely. Just like Meredith's tail.

The Rose Violet had conjured in her mind gradually transformed into their marsupial guest, wrapped in the same harness, bearing down on Violet menacingly. Violet was ready for what came next.

“Again." She breathed, her hackles sinking back between her shoulder blades.

“You. Are. A. Mutt." Meredith said, biting each of her words. Violet let out a quivering breath. Meredith's mouth turned up into a smirk. She was so back…

“Yeah. Say it again." Violet whimpered. The imagined Meredith stroked her paw over Violet's hair, petting her. Violet wanted to be Meredith's mutt now. She needed it.

“You're a mutt. A mangy little mutt."

“Fuck yeah…" Violet cooed. Her tail flailed back and forth, whipping against Rose's leg. Rose just looked on, mouth agape. She couldn't believe what was happening. Violet leaned forward like she was trying to hear Meredith better, her arms keeping her aloft. Meredith flashed Rose a brief smile, then turned her attention back to Violet.

“Who's mommy's little mutt?"

“I am," Violet murmured, practically in a whisper.

“Say it," Meredith commanded.

“I'm mommy's little mutt," Violet said with a sultry tone.

“Then come to Mommy," Meredith ordered, spreading her arms to embrace the coyote.

“Yes, Mommy," Violet replied, crawling forward into Meredith's arms. The two shared a full, warm hug. Violet clung to the larger mammal, sinking into her fur. Meredith looked over Violet's shoulder to Rose, firing Rose a confused look. The cheetah stared at the two in utter disbelief.

“She's…never let anyone call her that before. No one but me and her bestie. Especially not in this way." Rose felt something flash through herself, something she didn't expect to feel given the circumstances. A pang of jealousy.

“I, uh, guess I just have that, uh…mommy energy?" Meredith figured. “I've never had anyone get off to a word this much, especially after having such a negative reaction to it initially. It's bizarre, but as long as we're all cool now."

“I'm cool now, mommy." Violet mewled from Meredith's embrace. She let go of Meredith and smiled at Rose, extending a hand to her with joyful tears welling in her eyes. “Come join us, babe. Let's pick up where we left off."

Rose smiled back at her partner. She took Violet's hand and crawled up next to them. Violet squeezed Rose's hand and planted her muzzle on hers. The two froze, embracing each other for a while, letting their hands wander over each other's bodies. Meredith sat beside them, observing with a coy smirk on her muzzle.

“So, uh, Rose. You wanna give the tail a go again, or maybe you, Violet?" She paused as she watched the two make love to each other's mouths. An idea flared to life in her mind, an idea the two gave her earlier that night. “Wait. I know what you two would love." Her smirk spread into a grin. “You said something earlier about, uh, what was it? Knuckles deep?"

The two kissing girls stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to Meredith, opening their eyes. Diabolical grins slowly spread across their faces, and their eyes gleamed at Meredith with amorous intent.

“Oh, yeah," Violet murmured. In all the excitement and emotion, the two had forgotten all about Rose's debauched idea.

“We did suggest that, didn't we?" Rose added.

“Both of you, right? At the same time?" Meredith clarified.

“Fuck yes!" The two girls replied in unison. Meredith put each of her hands on the smalls of their backs, letting them slip them down so she could squeeze their furry butts. The girls let out excited giggles.

“Well then, my kitten and mutt. Lay back and let Mommy Meredith do her work."

Violet quivered eagerly at Meredith's use of 'mutt.' The two girls let themselves fall backward onto their bed. Using their feet, they pushed themselves up to their headboard to share a pillow. Meredith crawled behind them, following. She kneeled between their pairs of legs and raised her hands before her, wiggling her prominent fingers. “You guys ready?" She asked.

The two nodded, and they grasped each other's hand. “I think we're more than ready," Rose said, speaking for them. Violet nodded in agreement.

“Ok. Here we go." Meredith leaned forward and swooped her hands between their legs. Her digits fell upon the slavering sex of each girl, and her ears twitched to the sounds of soft gasps. “Let's ease you two in. And then I'll ease into the two of you." Meredith quipped. Rose giggled. Violet just smiled and bit her lip.

“Fuck this is hot." Violet mused. A sultry groan underlined her voice.

“Mhmm." Rose hummed agreeably, nodding along. The two turned their heads to face each other, staring into each other's eyes with an intense yearning. They wiggled their shoulders toward the other until they were close enough to touch muzzles. The two coupled at the lips, each bringing a paw to the other's cheek, holding it tenderly, focussing on each other, Meredith pleasing them all the while.

The kangaroo massaged her fingers into their nethers with care, feeling them getting wetter through her fur. She slipped her index and middle fingers inside the two and wiggled her thumbs over their little beans. The girls broke their embrace to moan and suck in ecstatic gasps.

Hot, heavy exhales broke across their faces, wordless signals that they enjoyed the experience as much as the other. They were in this together. Their fingers interlaced, and their thumbs tumbled and danced together. They murmured sweet coos and croons into each other's ears.

“I love you," Violet whispered, her breath twitching Rose's ear. She gazed into the coyote's eyes, the moment's importance reflected in those hazel pearls.

“I love you too, Violet." She whispered back.

“You two are so cute!" Meredith exclaimed. “You'll sound even cuter in a minute or two when you're cumming." The kangaroo slid her fingers in further, letting her ears fill with the sounds of the other two's moans, yips, and chirps. “You two are the orchestra, and I am the conductor. I can pull whatever music I want out of you. You'll be playing to my tune."

She thrust her fingers in deeper, almost all the way to her knuckles, as previously suggested. The girls squirmed under her, puffing steamy breaths over the other's quivering body. “Oh, god." Violet moaned. She felt Meredith's digits wriggle inside her, bowing expertly into her sweetest spot. Rose felt the same motions, too. The cheetah couldn't contain herself. She sang to Meredith's command, being played like the flute she used to play back in high school.

“Violet." She mewled. “This is sooooo…incredible," Violet replied with a surprised moan, feeling Meredith's fingers finally go in up to their knuckles. She gritted her teeth, snarling as such pleasure spilled through her body from her pelvis. Every motion of the kangaroo's fingers struck a chord in her. Without a doubt, Meredith was an expert at pleasing ladies, and Rose and Violet were lucky enough to be the next in line.

“I believe there was supposed to be more kissing involved with this." Meredith urged, her tone commanding the girls. They didn't hesitate to obey. They locked their muzzles together in a furious exchange. Again and again, their lips passed over their lover's, tongues flicking or coiling with their opposite. They mewled into each other's muzzles, moaning and making sounds characteristic of their species.

“Very good girls. You know just how to behave for Mommy." She hooked her fingers into their sopping, velvet walls, and the two arched their backs in unison. “God, look at you. A kitten and a mutt, writhing around the bed to my touch." She leaned down closer to their faces. “Would you two like to cum?"

The girls made muffled *mhm*s. They desperately wanted release, a terrific crescendo to conclude their fantasy made real. They rocked their hips with the swells of Meredith's fingers. Their legs and tails twitched with every subtle motion the kangaroo made. Their hands squeezed the other's tight, holding on for the ride to 'come.'

Meredith forced her thumbs down on the girl's clits, tracing over the areas around their extra-sensitive beans. The girls squealed into each other's mouths. Rose suddenly broke their coupling to cry out in pleasure. Her orgasm came early, already worked up from the tail fucking she'd had prior.

Violet tucked her head in close to Rose's. The sensations produced by Meredith's fast fingers sent her a little into feral territory; she nibbled the cheetah's neck, biting harder on her shoulder area. She felt the wave coming, the one that would pull her down in its undertow. “Oh, fuck! Fuck! Meredith!" She buried her face into Rose's shoulder, her jowls pulled back in a snarl.

“Be a good little mutt and cum for Mommy," Meredith demanded. Violet's fur bristled from her head to the end of her tail. She shuddered, her eyes snapped wide open, and her mouth fell open in a silent scream. She came, joining Rose in the enlightening orgasmic bliss brought on by their chosen third.

It was a climax to remember. One she'd never forget. One neither would forget.

The two rode out wave after wave, Meredith knowing when to back off before bringing them back up. After the first couple of times, Rose and Violet returned to kissing, passionately embracing their partner as they sailed above the clouds, riding the gales of orgasm like a roller coaster.

And then, just like that, it was over.

Meredith slowed her fingers until she finally pulled them from her toys. “And that, my darlings, is knuckles deep." She announced. Violet and Rose both clung to one another, quivering and panting over the other's chest as they abutted foreheads.

“J-jesus." Violet breathed. Meredith gazed at the sticky substance coating her fingers, considering Violet's sentiment.

“Nah, I'm better than Jesus. I'm Meredith."

“Y-yeah…" Rose sighed. Meredith reached down and pried the two sapphics apart so she could lay on her back between them, resting her head on their pillow. She wrapped her arms around the girls, and they snuggled up to the kangaroo, clinging to her like she really was their mother.

“And how did my little ladies like that?" she asked.

“Fucking unbelievable," Violet murmured.

“What she said." Rose agreed.

“So, you two would like to do this again, yeah? Cause I think you two are a riot. I could see this being very fun for the three of us. In a non-relationship way, of course."

“Totally," Rose replied.

“Yeah," Violet added. “We… We can do more stuff tonight, though, right? It can't be that late, can it? C-cause, I…I really wanna take a turn on your tail." Meredith chuckled and looked over at Violet's digital alarm clock. It read 10:23 PM.

“Well, my interview isn't until the afternoon tomorrow. So I'd say we have plenty of time."

Violet rolled onto her back, furrowing her brow as she stared at the ceiling. An idea fizzled inside her skull, a very unorthodox idea based on a look Rose had given her earlier at the salon.

“You said your interview was for a hairdresser position, right?" She asked.

“Yeah, if you can call it that. The place is a Super Cuts, not a very enriching atmosphere, but a marsupial needs to work to live. Especially closer to where I live."

“And you have experience working in the industry?" Violet followed up.

“Hell yeah. I've been cutting hair for years, hun." The kangaroo replied. Rose knew where Violet was going with this and let out a feline growl.

“Violet, don't even try it." She said, picking herself up to stare down the coyote over Meredith's form. “I'm pretty sure this is crossing a line."

“What?" Violet asked the cheetah, flashing her a sly smirk. “We need a new hire, right?"

“Are you offering me a job at your salon?" Meredith asked. A cheeky grin spread over her muzzle. “Cause if you are, this is the most exciting interview I think I've ever done."

“No, she is not," Rose said sternly. “We don't hire sexual partners." She glared at Violet. “Right, Violet?" Violet winked at the flustered cheetah.

“I never remember that being a policy of ours," Violet rebutted. “I saw the look you gave me back at the salon. You were thiiiiis close to offering her a position right then and there." Violet pushed herself up and pinched her index finger and thumb so close there was barely a gap between them. Rose growled at her.

“That was a joke, Violet." Rose lied. After hearing Meredith's list of rules and experiencing what the kangaroo had to offer, she didn't want to risk losing what they now had so Violet could ogle their new fling all day at work.

Rose turned to look at Meredith. “This has to be breaking one of your rules." She said, grasping at anything she could to prevent this perversion of employment practices.

Meredith hummed, giving it some thought. “It does. I definitely don't sleep with my bosses." Rose looked at Violet with a self-satisfied smirk, thinking the topic settled.

“Yeah, see?" She said. Meredith spoke up again.

“But you haven't hired me yet. I might take you up on that offer if you are offering. But if I do, this…" She paused to point a sticky finger back and forth between the two. “This can't continue. Yeah?"

“That's cool with me," Violet said. “I'll need to set up a proper interview with you and see your resume, but if we have to stop having sex, I'm chill with that. It'll be a shame, but… You're the first person I've felt comfortable hiring. We already know each other, inside and out." The two chuckled while Rose looked on wearily. “I mean, we can still enjoy that tail of yours before it's official, yeah?" Violet was stabbing in the dark now, sure that Meredith would just say no. The kangaroo brought a sticky finger and thumb to her chin and looked off in thought.

“I'll consider it," Meredith replied. “I'll still be attending my interview tomorrow, just in case. But, yeah, I think you two would make pretty chill bosses. As for the tail, it's all yours until I sign those employment papers."

“Hell yeah," Violet agreed. She gazed at Rose, who gave her a disapproving look back.

“I cannot believe you two," Rose said. “Especially you, Violet. Meredith is the best thing we could ask for in a third person for our bedroom, and you suddenly want to throw it all out to gain an employee? I'll have you know that tail was one of the best things I've ever had inside of me, and I kinda wanna ride it as much as I can."

“Yeah," Violet added. She brushed a thumb over the cheetah's face. “We can have all the crazy sex we want until then, so let's make it count. If it even happens," Violet gave her a disarming smile. “Trust me, spots, like I trusted you when we decided to do 'this.'" Her eyes flashed toward Meredith to discern what she meant by, 'this." Rose sighed and took Violet's hand in hers, pressing it to her cheek. She couldn't say no to her coyote's charm.

“Okay," she murmured, purring. “If you think Meredith is right for the salon, I trust you." Violet leaned forward, and the two shared a kiss. Meredith watched them cuddle on her stomach and smiled at the sweetness they exchanged. Rose looked away from them for a moment, her ears drooping. “I just feel like we're giving up a good thing."

“I understand. But there'll always be more girls out there." Violet reassured. Violet's ears perked as an idea popped into her head. “Hey! Now that we're opening things up a bit, we can finally sleep with Jessica from the bar. She's had a thing for us since she started working there." Rose's ears suddenly perked. Her eyes widened with excitement.

“That's right! We can!" She exclaimed. “We should shoot her a text tomorrow and see if she'd be down."

“Not before I do, you're not," Meredith interjected. She reached down between the two and pulled a receipt from her pouch, holding the folded paper between two sticky fingers.

“After all, she gave me her number."