Served wet and dripping
Ailur ran her digits through her long red locks, licking her chops as she and her friend Azura stepped side by side. She didn't want to stray too far from her companion in this strange place. Having lived in the suburbs out in the states all her life, she wasn't used to the small shacks and straw-roofed buildings complete with wooden signs on the front with pictures of bowls or fish on them. She couldn't even read the kanji scribbled on the signs, not that she knew what language it was. Despite being between the warm hearth of an urban life and the bustling business of a city, she was a rather sheltered fur who spent her off days, and on days, playing video games curled up on the basement sofa. Nothing screamed social like a good round of Brawl for the Wii.
The red panda was, needless to say, intimidated by this less modern area, lamps with candles in them dangling from street corners, their warm glow on the colored paper of the lanterns making him uneasy. The smoke filled her sensitive nose, making her shudder. Her sense of smell has always been a gift and a curse. Maybe it was the smells that made her stay inside. Even the glances and fast paced talking of the men trying to be kind and lure them into their shops put her on edge. She could smell the delicate teriyaki chicken, skered and sizzling on the grills, the churned rice, littered with tangy soy sauce and sprinkled with garlic. "Azura can we go back?" She tugged on her friend's arm, clinging to the blue feathers and whimpering softly.
"We're not going until I get a case of Japanese soda." He grunted. Azura was always like this when he wanted something, he went for it. And he was always inclined to drag Ailur from his video games; even if it meant grabbing her long bushy tail and dragging her out of the house. ‘It's good for you' he always said as he tugged her away from her basement as she flailed. He'd bid her mom farewell and promise to look after her as the talons gripped Ailur harder; her protests mostly stemming from the forceful nature of being removed as opposed to actually going outside, and shoving her at the front door as she tried to grip the frame to scramble back inside.
But, as far as Ailur was considered, she didn't need to get out so much. She was perfectly happy being simple and being the strong independent red panda that she was born to be. It could easily be said she hadn't the best figure, but her blaring red fur and dark brown patterns often causes jaws to drop and chops to be licked. Of that, she knew of. She wasn't vain, though, as proof of her clinging to Azura unabashedly. Or the fact she still threw tantrums when being forced out of the house.
The two looked up at a bright sign with a picture of a very succulent looking crab, painted red with little flecks across it, swimming next to a curving dolphin, its fins sweeping longingly almost off the page, a playful otter dancing to the side of it, a spiny purple urchin in its paws. The words were etched in front of the gorgeous array of sea creatures frolicking along the blue sign. They were simple, and in English, something Ailur understood very well. "The real sushi and sashimi bar."
"Glad they're not conceited," she grinned at Azura, who snickered at the name. "You sure about this? Places like this normally charge ridiculous prices for imported stuff. Your soda would probably cost ten bucks each, Az."
"Well, I don't know about you..." The cobalt bird ruffled his white stomach feathers from over his shirt, "But I'm hungry, and if this place is so great, I wouldn't mind spending some dollars here, hmm?" Opposed to the prospect, Ailur's mouth flew open in protest but the avian silences her. "Listen, I know you're made for sashimi, gross as I find it. It being all uncooked, unprepared, and fresh as if plucked right from the loving hands of the ocean herself. And I'm paying, and I know you love free food. And the smell. You never could resist the scent of food, huh?"
"Well..." Ailur rocked uneasily back on her heels. She still didn't have a good feeling about this place. But, sashimi was right on par with her favorite food of bamboo shoots, so it wasn't really a contest. And free? Azura would be sorry for saying that. She'd probably buy the whole place out, regardless of price. "I guess so. But I don't want to stay long, alright? It's getting dark..."
The bluejay placed his talons on her shoulder and chuckled, squeezing her gently to him. "Don't be so afraid of everything, my little panda. The dark isn't scary, it's what's in the dark, and nothing would hurt you with me here, hhmm?"
Ailur rolled her eyes and pushed the cuddly bird away, shrugging off the light hug he'd given her. He was such a tease. She didn't mind the dark, really, something was just ominous in the way the reds crept up from the sun, pink lining the clouds in the setting sun. Some people found it romantic, an open canvas across the sky. However, the unnatural tint to it left her uneasy, something Azura found amusing. "Yeah, I know, you big jerk." Huffing, she stuck her tongue out at him as they walked in.
It was a large place, the wood paneling lining the walls, peacocks painted on the walls with their feathers spread wide, the blue eyes at the ends of their golden and green tail feathers watching the two as they stepped in, equally seeming to observe the room. Ailur looked up to the few wind chimes that sparkled above them, blowing lightly from the breeze of the open door before Azura closed it behind them, the cold air being halted with a sudden whoosh. There was a bar at the far left with the rice, seaweed and other affixations. Azura ignored that briefly to scan the area. It seemed deserted, because all the eating compartments were enclosed by sliding doors covered in delicate blue and gold fabric. "Wow...it smells a lot like salt..." the panda murmured, her hands fidgeting as she surveyed the area.
"How traditionally Japanese." Azura grinned, giddy with excitement, nearly jumping when a mouse slid up to them.
"Welcome," He smiled at them, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes lifting. "Just you two? Follow me..."
Azura took the lead behind the mouse, Ailur glancing up and down at the sliding doors, sparkling with elegant colors, some had animals painted on them, like a lobster, an orca, a mermaid...She suddenly slammed into a hard back, feathers engulfing her as she toppled over, tail fluffing behind as her butt slammed into the wooden ground. "Watch where you're going." Azura snickered, reaching a claw down and offering it to his friend. Flushing, she took it and allowed him to yank her up from the ground. "You alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." She brushed off her shirt and pants, trying to settle her tail, ablaze with prickling fur from the sudden start. Her claws flexed as she looked at the sliding door in front of her. the mouse bowed, his long robe drooping further along the paneling. A majestic shark was painted on it, teeth bared, shooting up from the water with droplets haloing it. Ailur slid her fingers over the pattern before the door opened. Azura was beaming from feather to feather with the little table on the ground with a dug out bottom. He was ecstatic and thanked the rodent, who hurried off to get the menus.
"Heated floor for the feet and low table, wonderful." He chirped, feathers shuddering with excitement as he sat down, pressing his cold talons under the heated nook. "This place easing up on you any?"
"A little. I like the paintings." She sat on the other side, setting her paws down on the warm floor, resting her elbows on the table and nuzzling into her intertwined fingers as she grinned. "This place is really nice, I just hope their food is just as exotic...I've never seen a place like this before. Do all sushi bars look this good?"
"No, they don't. That means this one is going to be expensive...But that means the soda is going to be epic!" Ailur rolled her eyes, white ears flickering softly.
"Soda is soda." She told him, glancing up as the mouse came back, handing Ailur a menu. She never found anything good in its smell. Always just sugar and water. It wasn't appealing to her pallet. Azura declined and told him he wanted a case of soda. The two talked while Ailur tried to block them out, scanning for the sushi section. Sushi, defined by a piece of chemically cooked seafood with rice and vegetables wrapped in seaweed. But next to it lay sashimi, her favorite. Unlike Sushi, it tended to not be cooked at all, and was just a raw piece of fish or seafood over a bed of rice. She grimaced at the price but set it down, leaning forward and tugging on a few of the soft blue feathers on Azura's arm.
He paused his talk with the mouse and glanced over. "Sashimi? Please?" She whimpered, pointing to it. Azura scowled a bit at the price but reluctantly agreed. "Fine, fine, just be quiet, I'm still talking." He turned back to the mouse, his demeanor of happiness quickly regained. "So it is possible to buy an entire case of soda?"
"Yes, sir," the mouse leaned forward when he talked, eyes closed as he spoke, a smile across his face. Ailur thought wryly that he and Azura would hit it right off. They both had that silly kind of pleasurable smile. "But I'd have to bring them out individually normally, you'd have to come to the back with me to pick out a case." The mouse picked up the menu with his slender fingers. "And I can bring your lovely girlfriend here her sashimi while we look." Ignoring the slip, Azura nodded.
"That sounds fine, you gonna be okay on your own Ailur?" The panda, more embarrassed for the mistake in their relationship, nodded. "then it's settled, it shouldn't take too long, see you in a few, oh boy, this is great." He happily followed the mouse out, tail feathers swaying too and fro as the door slid closed behind him, the mouse pausing and assuring her a friend of his would bring the dish.
Ailur nodded to him and straightened her back a bit, watching the outline of the bluejay and mouse from the other side of the sheeted doors until they were lost beyond its borders. The tingling warmth in her feet made her grin, tail curling around her as she drummed her fingers on the table. She really hoped the food was worth the money, after all it wasn't cheap, here. Though, she knew Azura would go to any expanses of money to buy something he loved. With a grin to herself, she as glad he didn't like caviar. That stuff was way too pricey for eggs, even if they were from fish.
Ailura turned, nose twitching at an unfamiliar scent. One that made her mouth water, what could she call it? Sashimi, of course, but something different about it. Perplexed, she soon saw shadows bumbling about on the other side of the sliding door. Her sashimi, she thought, grinning. She was about to get up and help before she froze, eyes wide. Two mice were carrying a large plate, a mass writhing on top of it. It was a shark, majestic and beautiful with a delicate blue gray covering her body, sweeping from her elegant head to her long, sweeping tail. An uneasiness settled in the panda's heart as she saw the shark's hands bound together, a pained grimace on her face as her sweet gills along her side flared, tail thrashing above her. Her tail was pinned up behind her back, and roped around her neck to expose her delicate flower and pucker, making Ailure wince.
Being the sheltered child she was, she'd never looked at many explicit things, and this was way over the top, her heart growling up in her throat as she watched the mice carefully bring her in, the horrified blue eyes clasping onto Ailura's for a moment as the shark whimpered, trying to struggle against her confines that exposed her. Water still dripped off her, some pooling onto the floor as she rocked on the delicate plate, the water pooling on the crook in her back and on the poreelain plate.
Ailura felt faint as they set the shark before her, setting a bowl of broth down, a pair of chopsticks, and a lovely candle that flickered its warmth across the room. Ailura looked to the shark, and then back at the mice, who scampered out of the room, telling her to enjoy her meal. "Be careful." They warned her. "We just caught this one, and she is a shark, they bite."
"You can't honestly...this...I can't...this is...?"Ailur's mouth opened and closed incoherently as she looked to them, then back at the shark, whose dripping slit was inches from her dark brown muzzle. Her face flushed, Ailur stared into the glistening folds, the scent making her nose twitch. She wasn't even into girls, but the smell was intoxicating. Reluctantly, she pulled her attention away from the quivering entrance and scrambled around to the front of the shark. "Are you alright?"
The shark looked down at her, puzzling before shifting her weight on the harness. She looked back at the collar and whimpered. "I'm trapped..." Her soft voice chimed and she struggled, the fin on her back swaying.
"Did they hurt you?" Ailur asked worriedly, glancing at the shark, looking around to her back, ignoring the smell as best she could.
"No..." she looked to Ailur with her soft sapphire eyes and whimpered again. "They caught me to be eaten. But not eaten like my brothers were in other places...eaten like this. Tied like an animal to have some male fuck me." The harsh word startled Ailur and she gripped the manacles at the shark's wrists.
"Listen, I'll get you out of here, somehow..."
"You're a female, too." The shark blinked, watching the hands on the cuffed balls holding her fixated on the plate. "Is that why you're helping me? Just because you cannot take advantage?"
"Of course not! I have a friend, a guy, who'd do the same. I don't believe in forcing anyone to do anything, least of all this." Taking her shirt off, she brought it up to the shark's face, wiping off some of the water. The shark looked over the rolling fur of the red panda's stomach, deep brown fur greeted her face, two bouncing breasts, contained by a bra, were held in front of her face. "I'm just glad they didn't hurt you...and that I found out about this place, I'll get you out of here, I promise."
"Why do you hide yourself under clothes?" The shark suddenly asked, looking down at the red panda's caring cleaning of her sides and delicate dorsal fin. Ailur's nose wrinkled. the water hid her scent well, or rather masked it with saltiness. Now it smelled sweet, a kind that was like sugar. She wasn't too fond of sugar, the sweetness didn't appease her, which is why she didn't drink soda and thus never understood what made the carbonated, imported, and overpriced soda Azura bought so much better than the kind that was made of the same things here at soda fountains in stores.
"...They don't do that underwater?" With a quick flush, she ducked her head. "No, of course they wouldn't it's under water....we do it here because it's indecent to expose ourselves, to be naked among our own kind..."
"Not for me," The shark looked down at the ground, shivering slightly at the warm cloth against her. "In the water we wear nothing, but we are strong so no male dares touch us unless we agree. The same goes for the lovely dolphins. Their wombs are so powerful, if they don't want to be taken they can sever the poking rod of flesh right off by squeezing their legs together." Ailur's eyes widened naively as she looked to the female shark. "Yes, and it makes us targets for people to catch us. no clothes to dispose of...no proof that they take us..."
"I'm sorry..." Ailur's stomach churned within her. How many times had she herself eaten fish? How could she assure it was the regular fish of the sea, not the majestic otherworldly anthropes like herself, the ones that rose above the mundane minds of common beasts? "I didn't know things like this happened...." the red panda felt tears in the corners of her eyes.
"It's not too bad." She assured her. "It doesn't happen a lot, just places like this. Many of the others become willing to be mounted and pleased by men. It gets very hard to be kept in a cage with no males, with nothing but the sounds of moaning from up here...they keep us in cages underwater for awhile, so they get riled up. Plus, many of my kind like to flaunt what they have..."
Ailur tilted her head at the shark. How could she be so calm about this? Until now, Ailur would never have guessed things like this could happen. Her insides quivered. She had always spent time playing video games, protected by Azura. Did injustice like this happen a lot? She didn't know...but she had to do something. It made her heart ache. Ache to see them used this way, and ache to know that the mice even got these poor creatures to enjoy it. enjoy it with someone not married to them? Or dating? How could the touch itself from some strange person satisfy them? "But not you, thought?"
"I don't like men." She commented softly, "They way they call your name, flaunt for you, only think of sex...it's all they want."
"What...what is your name?"
"They call me Leon...it's meant for the first born warriors of tribes, only for males. But mine had no first born male, so they gave it to me, instead, once they knew I was a fighter. And how about you?"
"I like that name...mine's Ailur. I don't live in a tribe, though. We just live in houses around here, families." She looked up at the swishing tail. And walked around the delicate shark, watching the glistening slit again. "You're...very pretty." She told Leon, feeling her insides squirm. She couldn't help but stare, it looked so warm, the red folds parted, beads of water dripping around it from her pinned tail. Despite her uneasiness, she was curious, and the smell was fixating. "D...do you mind?"
"Go ahead and look," Leon told her, looking down at her from under her poised body. "See what they've done to me...even I feel hot...the need to be bred. And I don't even like men." Ailur stepped close to the slit, lightly placing a paw on it and blushing. The smell became sharper, and Ailur struggled to try and place it.
"It feels warm," She told Leon, gentle tracing along it, unsure of what to make of it. Hers was covered with fur, folded in by the outer lips while the shark's was just there, swollen and dripping.
"So do your hands."
Ailur blushed harder confusion reeling through her mind. "And you smell good..." Seeing the warm slit made her mouth water. She didn't understand the sensation, she's never had it before, this attraction to anything, it made her feel dirty. But the smell was intoxicating, the sight was beautiful, even if her insides puzzled to tell her it was wrong. Not even knowing her own voice or actions, she leaned forward, kissing the warm slit. She heard Leon moan and shift back against the soft lips. Not knowing why she was doing it, Ailur slid her pink tongue up the slit, pressing it over a sweet looking nub and rolling it against her tongue. She heard a soft moan and pulled her head away, face red. "I...I...I'm sorry...the smell just..."
"N...no..." Leon shuddered. "It feels good, please do it again..." The red panda panted softly against the dripping slit, letting her muzzle press to it as she lapped softly at the parting folds. So unusual a taste...how could she describe it? An exotic flavor...is that what made her want to do this? The smell flared in her nostrils, driving her to bury her stout muzzle into the folds, nudging them apart and pressing her tongue deep into the warm passage. She felt the hips press against her, forcing her muzzle further in as she licked within the soft confines, the tangy taste lingering on her lips as she delved as far as she could, eyes closed as she felt the walls around her nose, the moist walls shivering around her as her body leaned into it. "Ohh..."
Ailur shifted on her feet, paws wrapping around the slick thighs and gripping at them as she lightly pulled Leon's waist to her, kneading at the leathery hide, dripping with salty water that stained her red paws. "Mnnn..." She hummed around the soft folds on either side of her nose, arching her parted mouth up into the slit, feeling the walls stir around her, gripping her wriggling tongue that pushed farther along the moist walls.
She slurped and swallowed at the traces of fluids she could get in, paws kneading fondly at Leon's waist; her whole body leaned forward as she tilted her maw, drinking hungrily at the sweet, tangy, implacable nectar. Ailur's body felt hot and she panted softly into the walls, nearly humping her maw forward as she felt a gentle trickle was h over her mouth, the moaning of Leon making her body ache with the delicious taste. Her soft ears flattened as she shook her muzzle side to side, hearing the soft yelp of pleasure at the rough treatment. Ailur couldn't help it, she needed the taste, she wanted it badly.
Despite that she withdrew her mouth, panting softly, and licked the outside of the slit, just barely slipping her tongue in and swirling it against the warm sides, wet and wanting. Though not as strong, the taste and smell still overwhelmed the panda as she nibbled at the delicate folds, ducking her head down and finding a small numb of flesh. She felt the shark's body lurch with a start, so she pulled it into her muzzle, suckling at it. though it wasn't slick with taste, she eagerly slid her tongue against it, letting the scent overwhelm her as she licked the delicate, erect nub, rolling it around fondly in her watering mouth. "Oh..." She heard the shark moan, ears prickling as she pushed farther at the nub, licking along it firmly, wrapping her tongue around it to pull into her warm mouth again. "Uhnnn...please Ailur..I need it in me...it feels so good..."
Clumsily, Ailur lapped up to the entrance, taking her paws and gently spreading either side of the rosy folds. Her mouth watered as she licked at it, able to fully glide her tongue over every length of the fold, sometimes trusting her warm tongue into the depths to feel Leon jump and hear her fond gasps. The smell burned in her nose and she arched forward, wrapping her paws around the base of the tail as the slid away from prying the enflamed folds to the side as she buried her face into the savory netherlips yet again. Each lick turned into a thrust, as she licked up, slamming her muzzle deeper with heated desire.
The smell was not the only thing driving her, nor was the delectable taste of the pulsing walls that leaked its fluid along her tongue with each push. The soft moans, the whimpering, it made her body blaze hot, the soft fur standing on edge as she began to sloppily make out with the lower lips, feeling the trails of sweet juices run in rivulets down her chin and along Leon's thighs. Her tongue danced along the soft muscles, her paws stroking and groping at the sturdy tail that she felt thrashing against its restraints. Her paws kneaded the firm flesh, flexing along the supple rear and tail, driving Ailur deeper into her frenzy, one that drew Leon, ecstatic and moaning, to the peak.
Ailur heard her cry but didn't have time to ponder it before the strong wave of juices began pouring out, the shark's front half flopping down on the plate as she gasped, toes curling and body shivering with pleasure as Ailur murred, drinking up the tender taste. The smell made her frantic.
She forced her nose as far as it could go, greedily drinking up and claiming every drop she could, the taste close to what she's call bitter but layered with sweet aftertaste that stuck to her muzzle, clinging to the fur on her face as she worked outward, licking the sticky results of the climax from Leon's still swollen sex, lapping firmly at it to pull it all off, swallowing it down with each lick, trailing down and across her rear to where the scent still lingered. Ger tongue traced the gentle curves of the rear and up to the delicate pucker right under the arch of her tail. Silur, in intoxicated pleasure, pressed her thick tongue into it, making Leon jump, before swirling it around and then licking the taut muscles around it. "Nn....Poseidon's trident...this feels so good..." Leon choked, feeling the lapping muscle against her tight tailhole, making her shiver. It didn't smell at all, but the light musk fluttered through the air, making her growl softly, mouth still watering.
Pleased by this, Ailur nibbled softly at it, her tail sweeping happily behind her. She let her paws tease Leon's perky clit, more of the fluid coating the pads as she caressed and firmly rubbed at it, hearing the firm dripping on the plate. She pushed her damp fingers into the folds, wriggling thems separately and slowly thrusting them into the spent sex as she licked briskly at the tight rear, her saliva clinging to it as she ground her thick tongue against it, letting the tip tease the entrance, forcing it apart briefly to firmly lick at it, in love with the whimpering and moaning of the female tied and bound in front of her, but so very willing to let the panda have her way with the dripping slit, full of pushing fingers, gently rubbing her insides and tongue gliding along her supple rear.
"Ailurrr..." the sound of her name made her frantic, thrusting the fingers harder, slipping another finger in to the two that probed and claimed her, forcing her open and soaked with the fluids as she pushed her wrist, curving her fingers to the clenching passage. ‘Oh yess!!" She cried, making Ailur press her wet nose to the sweet tailhole, nuzzling it and licking it before pulling away, pulling her dripping fingers free and settling herself uncomfortably on her back against the table, bending against it so her muzzle was below the dripping slit, spreading it with her digits and thrusting her thumbs into it.
The lewd sound only made Aulir more excited, pushing them deeply into the tight folds, thrusting them up and feeling Leon stiffen again. Ailur's mouth gaped open and she heard the gasps and moans, nearly doing so herself. Her own loins felt desperate and hot for attention, though she ignored it, focused on the female above her, so closed to yet another release with each push of her fingers, rubbing against her clit and then claiming deep inside her. With another feral moan, the clear fluids gushed out, Ailur licking her chops as the fluids clung to her fur, beading along it and pouring into her muzzle as she swallowed the stringy fluid, warm and gooey on her mouth, dripping from her twitching whickers and fur as her paws rubbed firmly at the sex, Leon moaning softly, even when Ailur took her paws away. Regaining some sense, she whipped her muzzle with her arm, smearing it across her arm and nibbling at the fur to pull away the strong taste, suckling at her fingers after that, savoring the strange flavor that coated her gentle pads and flexing nails. "Did that...you liked it right?"
She could barely hear Leon's panting whisper of approval, she was worn out and Ailur grabbed her shirt, moping up the nectar from between the shark's legs and giving one firm last lick from the hot smell before pulling away and looking at her soaked and sticky shirt. Now what was she going to do? She couldn't put it back on like that, and she surely couldn't walk out carrying it...
Grimacing, she tried to wring it out under the table, able to get some of the sea water and cum to drip off. However, it was still damp and it smelled delicious. She wanted to eat it, but resisted and pulled it over herself, ears against her skull. She felt gross and sticky. The panda's tail shivered behins her as she stepped around, facing Leon. "I'm going to go find my friend and I'll get you out of here, okay?"
"Thank you..." Leon looked up at her, eyes soft and sparkling. Ailur's heart hammered in her chest and she licked her lips before stepping out. The smell seemed so strong to her, she wasn't sure how not everyone from here to her house could ignore it. Padding around, she looked right and left for Azura. She'd almost forgotten she came with him. There he was, at the bar, with three crates of soda, chatting it up with the man. "Azura!" She called, watching the bird turn to her.
"You finished? I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long..." She could sense his regret. "We just got to talking about this soda and from there it carried on and well..."
"Yeah, you're a history nerd." she rolled her eyes, heart still pounding. "Listen, we gotta go back." She grabbed his hand, wincing at the stickiness of it. She could feel her fur clinging to his feathers and dragged him to the door and opened it. "See look what..." She glanced in and puzzled. Leon, the plate...she was missing! All that was left was the menu.
"Stop playing around, I'm not ordering you anything else; I already spent my entire allowance for the month, so come on."
"But...but..." He dragged her back firmly with his claw, thanking the man and pulling the reluctant panda out before she could go back. "But Azura!"
"Now now," he smiled, carrying the cases in his other arm. "Settle down, you can tell me how good it was later. I hope you liked it..."
"I..." She frowned. She couldn't tell Azura about it! Then she'd have to tell him what she did there, and her cheeks flushed-as well as her mouth watered-when she thought about it. "Yes...I'll bring my own money next time, can we go back tomorrow? Please? I'll even buy you some soda!"
"Maybe in a few days..." Azura grinned. "These will last me awhile."
"Please Azura? Please?" She whined up at him. "Or else I'll just go by myself!"
"Fine, fine, don't throw a fit." The bluejay chuckled, shaking his head at her. "You really must have liked that place. Normally I have to rip you out of the house, even with bribes."
"I know but..." Ailur fidgeted with her fingers as Azura withdrew them from her, apparently not noticing the sticky quality on his laws or feathers. Watching a thin trail of the nectar clinging between her two pointer fingers, she squirmed uneasily. "The food there means a lot to me. And I need to have that shark one more time. It's not even about the taste or smell." she looked up to her puzzled friend. "There's more to it than that..." She nodded to herself, shirt clinging to her as she stepped in time firmly beside her puzzled friend. "I have a fish to save."
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Story is made and thought up by me~ but the inspiration and idea same from this drawing: http://www.yiffstar.com/?pid=99182
Yes, it's labled sushi, but as said, sushi and sashimi are different, as I explained in the story. Sahsimi is raw while sushi is chemically cooked. Si I thought this seemed more acurate :3