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Suggested by DietyofDooky
DISCLAIMER: The URL's and screennames used in this story are completely products of my imagination. THEY ARE NOT REAL. Any resemblance to existing sites/screennames is purely coincidental. Besides; if there WAS a SingleFurz...I'd already be a member ;D
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Al was having a good day.
The lithe fox walked briskly through the park, a smile on his face. His fluffy tail swished behind him happily, and anyone could tell he was in a great mood. He carried a laptop at his side, its silver exterior glinting in the sunlight.
You couldn't have asked for a more perfect day; a warm July morning with the sun high above, a cool breeze, and a general contentedness in life abound. Al normally wouldn't have paid attention to days like this, but today was special. Today wasn't an ordinary day for the young fox. Al, fresh out of college with high prospects in a brokerage, often found himself bored with life, and used to spend a lot of his time just hanging around at the movies, seeing things twice, three times, and more just for something to do. He'd moved to the City after he'd been hired, and he knew no one. Then, eight months ago, things had changed.
He left the park, following 48th St. up to the market district, where he entered a Starbuck's. He checked his watch; fifteen minutes early. Fantastic. Al scanned the restaurant quickly, got a coffee and sat at a table near the door. His baggy jeans bounced as he trembled in anticipation. Get a grip! He told himself. He had to look presentable. The fox drank his coffee for a while, then started up his computer.
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Eight months ago, Al had been browsing an online singles-forum, sighing at how pathetic he felt. "I GIVE UP!!!" He'd shouted, dejectedly. "Just give me anyone! I don't bloody care! Just so long as they have a pulse and a personality..." He finished the sentence by slamming his head into the keyboard.
Bee-BOOP!
Confused, Al lifted his eyes to the screen, where a pop-up had appeared. He frowned, moving to close it, then read what it said closer.
"You have (1) new Message! Head to your Mailbox?"
Al let this sink in. "Thank you," he whispered in awe, then read the message. It was from a singles-forum he'd browsed for a while a few weeks back and had dropped his profile on. The message read:
" 'LittleRed26',
You have been checked out by user 'BiGGurlSuzy'! This user has a [94%] probability of compatibility with you! Do you wish to check out 'BiGGurlSuzy'? If so, click the link below:
http://www.singlefurz.com/memberz/uzerprofilez/BiGGurlSuzy/
Notes about this user and you:
'Since the Match Percentage is so high (90-100%), there is a good likelihood that you and this user will hit it off famously! It is best recommended that you at least read this user's profile and consider the possibilities. A match this high doesn't happen often...' "
The email blathered on about how their statistics made them perfect for each other, but Al only cared that someone had actually found him interesting! He clicked the link before the email had fully loaded, and poured his eyes over this "BiGGurlSuzy"'s profile. According to it, she was 25 (almost his age!), single (...no shit), Playful according to their FurTyper (c) (him, too!), from the City (Hallelujah!), and a wolf. Well...he normally didn't want much to do with wolves...but he was desperate.
Al kept reading, and soon found that the rest of her profile read like a resume for his dream-girl. It was too good to be true! She loved all the same movies he did, the same kind of music, had similar ideas about politics, philosophy...everything! Al felt himself growing anxious just reading her profile, and when he hit the bottom he burned cyber-rubber clicking the "Send Message?" option. He fired off a quick message saying that he'd love to chat with her and giving her his screenname, then he went to take a cold shower to bring himself back to reality. Chances were good that her profile wasn't saying something or that she just wouldn't be that into him, or whatever.
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Al finished his coffee by the time his computer loaded up and he logged onto the internet. He surfed around for a while, antsy, checking his watch every thirty seconds. At five minutes to the appointed time, he started to get worried. What if...what if she backs out? What then?! he thought frantically. No, Suzy wouldn't do that without letting me know before hand...she wouldn't just...leave me here...
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It was only seven hours before "BiGGurlSuzy" replied to Al's first message. It was his morning ritual to turn on his IM and sip coffee while getting the news and other such trivial things online. This morning, however, he was greeted by an unexpected surprise. A sudden pop-up screen and that irritating bling! scared Al, forcing him to spew coffee all over the screen, then frantically wipe it off with the sleeve of his robe. As the mocha dripped away, he read the IM screen before him.
BiGGurlSuzy: Morning! ...Is this LittleRed26 from SingleFurz?
Al sat for a moment, letting the adrenaline completely penetrate his system before he shouted for joy, jumping up onto his chair and dancing like a mad fool. The insanity lasted only a moment, though, and he dropped back into his chair and beat the keyboard furiously.
CrazyFoxx: Hi! Yeah, that's me alright! And you must be the BiGGurlSuzy that checked me out last night? ;D
BiGGurlSuzy: Lol, yeah, that's me! So, is this a good time to chat?
Al was seriously reconsidering his faith in God after all this. He sat there for a moment, stunned, then shook himself awake and checked his watch. 7:14.
CrazyFoxx: I've got a few hours before work, so yeah, I'd luv to chat with you!
The two of them had chatted the entire time, save the ten minutes Al had hurried to get properly dressed and off for work, narrowly on-time. Suzy was as perfect as her profile suggested; she was funny, smart, liked all sorts of music. She owned a small flower shop, apparently, and just loved the smell of all those flowers. Al was in heaven; she was perfect, even for a wolf.
Al had trouble focusing on anything at all that day. He kept thinking back to Suzy and their brief time together. On his lunch break, under the guise of working on some research, Al logged onto his IM right in his cubicle, checking to make sure no one who would get him in shit for it was nearby. As fate would have it, Suzy was right there on cyberspace.
CrazyFoxx: Hey!
BiGGurlSuzy: Hey, I thought you had work! XP
CrazyFoxx: Lol, I DO. *Shh...don't tell anyone* o.O << O.O >> O.o
BiGGurlSuzy: XD ROFL Don't get caught!
CrazyFoxx: Not a chance! I'll just use my mad office-ninja skillz and take them out!
BiGGurlSuzy: LMAO!!!
BiGGurlSuzy: OMG you're funny!
BiGGurlSuzy: "Office-ninja", huh? lol
CrazyFoxx: You better believe it!
CrazyFoxx: *Armed with his deadly throwing-staplers, the office-ninja creeps silently between cubicles, hunting the elusive Fourth-Quarter report...*
BiGGurlSuzy: XD *dies laughing*
And so it went on, the two of them joking around and getting to know each other better for the hour until Al had to get back to work, unfortunately. The hours crawled past until quitting time, it seemed, and after nearly getting a speeding ticket, Al found himself at home, signing onto the internet before the front door could swing closed.
Over the next eight months, Al and Suzy got closer than either of them could have hoped for. Apparently, Suzy had been browsing the singles forums almost as long as Al had, searching for someone to just be happy with. And they were happy. Al looked forward to each of their conversations, and was sorry when he had to log off. They even swapped phone numbers, though Suzy only wanted to text-message...for now. She was pretty self-conscious; he had to beg her to send him a picture of her, and she only finally did so after six months of them talking. For someone a little wary of wolves, Al was blown away.
In the picture, there was a beautiful wolfess, her fur so white it almost had a blue tint to it. Her long headfur gave him the illusion of looking at a waterfall of moonbeams. Then her figure...Whew! She was muscular, and actually looked like she could break him in half just by flexing an arm, but also had a feminine grace, and luscious hips and...well, let's just say that the G's in her screenname were capitalized for a reason. :wink:. She was wearing a simple-strained-tank top, jean shorts, and a white apron. The picture was taken in her shop apparently, as there were flowers everywhere.
He'd sent her his picture too. It was a goofy one from about a year ago with him grinning broadly whilst jumping over the railing of the Pier. Al was about five-eleven, with a light frame and a big smile. In contrast to his thinness, his tail was really fluffy, which added to the cute/goofball effect.
CrazyFoxx: WOW! I can't see why you didn't want to send your pic; you're GORGEOUS!
BiGGurlSuzy: Awww! X3 That's so nice, thank you!
BiGGurlSuzy: I like your pic, too! ^^
BiGGurlSuzy: You're pretty skinny tho XP
CrazyFoxx: Hey! lol
CrazyFoxx: I make up with it by being crazy, lol
CrazyFoxx: Besides...you must work out or something, yeah? I mean, you could probably break me!
BiGGurlSuzy: ROFL!
BiGGurlSuzy: Aw come on 
BiGGurlSuzy: Nah, I've just always been a little bit too built up for a girl...
CrazyFoxx: ?
CrazyFoxx: Who said anything about being Too beautiful? ;D
BiGGurlSuzy: *BLUSHES* Aw come on now, you're just flattering me...
CrazyFoxx: No; I'm serious!!
It was finally after all these months that the two of them had decided to meet in person. They had become best of friends (and occasionally cyber-lovers...) and Suzy at last was comfortable enough with Al to suggest that they meet for coffee. Al felt like his life finally had meaning to it, and didn't sleep at all the night beforehand he was so excited. It was like the ultimate Christmas to him...
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...but Christmas was late, it would appear. Al tapped his fingers on the tabletop, chugging down his third coffee. Suzy was two minutes late. This was so unlike her; she never would have been late. He sighed, staring off into space. After a minute or two he was awoken by a flashing message on his computer.
BiGGurlSuzy: Hey, I'm SO sorry...
Al damn near threw his coffee cup in his paws' mad rush to the keyboard.
CrazyFoxx: Hey, are you ok? What's up?
BiGGurlSuzy: There was a big order this morning for a wedding, and I had to sort through the order with the mother and bride-
BiGGurlSuzy: and both of them want different things
CrazyFoxx: Ouch
CrazyFoxx: I'm glad you are okay though
CrazyFoxx: I was worried
BiGGurlSuzy: Aw, thanks! No, I'm fine though, just ready to strangle them both. They didn't even decide yet; they decided to "talk it over" and come back tomorrow
BiGGurlSuzy: Urg....
CrazyFoxx: I'm sorry. ...Do you still want to meet, cuz I'd understand if you just want to relax or whatever...
BiGGurlSuzy: YES!! I absolutely still want to meet! I need your humor...and I really do want to meet you Al
CrazyFoxx: And I really want to meet you!
CrazyFoxx: So do you still want to meet here?
BiGGurlSuzy: Hmm....
BiGGurlSuzy: You know what? It's so beautiful outside...let's meet at the park! How does the lakeshore by the Oriental Gardens in an hour sound?
CrazyFoxx: Sounds Great! :D
CrazyFoxx: I'll be there!
CrazyFoxx: I can't wait to meet you Suzy
BiGGurlSuzy: I can't wait to meet YOU! ^^
Al was smiling once more as he closed up his computer and headed out, walking briskly to the park. Suzy hadn't forgotten or backed out! Even though he had an hour, walking to the lakeshore would take him forty minutes and he didn't feel like a cab. It was a beautiful day.
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Al sat on a bench-the only bench-at the lake near the Gardens. In front of him Lake Semiross stretched before him, it's glassy surface reflecting the warm sun in a dazzling sparkle of jewels that was almost blinding, yet entrancing at the same time. He sat there quietly for a while, then glanced nervously behind him, and looked back to the lake.
Behind Al stood the Forest. The Forest was more or less a simple wood made up of your average mix of evergreens, oaks, sycamores, etc., but it's position was what had made it memorable. This collection of trees cut a swath through the park, marking the unofficial boundaries of the City.
The City was subtly, but surely, divided. On the South and East parts lived your average, everyday, John Q. Furs. However, the North and West half of the City was dominated by monstrous towers stretching thousands of feet in the air; skyscrapers of immense stature. They were so huge because of one simple reason.
The North and West halves of the City belonged to the Macros.
Most Macros stood around one hundred feet high, but that was enough. Some never broke fifty, but others...there were at least forty known modern cases of Macros hitting two, and even three hundred feet. Technically, society was "integrated" but whatever crap the politicians decided to spew had no influence on the facts; it was dangerous for a normal fur to walk around in a Macro district. For one, they seemed to have little concern for a normal's life, and one always heard stories of one city or another being terrorized by a Macro on a power-trip. For another reason; accidents happen. It's not like all Macros want to hurt little furs, but they can't always be looking down.
So, Macros stuck to their boroughs, and normal furs to theirs.
Just being this close to the Forest made Al nervous. He'd never had to deal with Macros himself, but he'd heard terrible stories of furs being crushed, eaten...and much MUCH worse. He shivered at the thought.
Minutes passed. Al sat on the bench; his butt going to sleep, his confidence slipping. He checked his watch continuously, and as the hour came and went, he sighed as Suzy was nowhere in sight. He hung his head dejectedly, and looked out to the lake. The whole day seemed to be mocking him with its beauty.
Al was startled by a sudden jingling and vibrating from his pocket. He looked around confusedly, then realized it was his phone. Reaching to grab it, he thought, Great. I wonder what bad news THIS is? Al flipped the top up to find a new text message from-
"SUZY?!" he cried out, then frantically read her message.
"BiGGurlSuzy: Where are you? I'm at the lake and I can't see you Al..."
He frowned, then looked around him, scanning the area. The only furs he could see where an couple of old farts out fishing on a rickety old boat on the lake. Confused, he text-messaged her back.
"CrazyFoxx: I'm right here by the Garden like we said, but I can't see you! Where are YOU?"
Al sat there as he waited for a reply, his mind cooking over what was going on. She was...here? Why couldn't he see her then? He kept swiveling his head around, his ears pricked up as he tried to figure out where she was. Another jingle from the phone drew his attention back to it as he read her message.
"BiGGurlSuzy: This is weird...I'm next to the Garden too...What can you see that might help me find you?"
Al blinked as he took in his surroundings again, then typed.
"CrazyFoxx: Well...there's some old guys fishing...not much really...Oh, the Exeter Building. It's right in front of me on the other side of the lake..."
"BiGGurlSuzy: The Exeter Building?! Are you sure? That can't be right..."
Al frowned, more confused than he thought was possible.
"CrazyFoxx: Yeah, that's Exeter. Big black skyscraper...slanted roof...that funny 'E' logo..."
There was a long pause this time; at least three or four minutes before his phone went off again.
"BiGGurlSuzy: I think I know where you are. Just a sec-"
Al closed his phone, tucking it into his pocket. He set his laptop (which he'd realized halfway here that he still had...doofus) on the ground gently, making a space for Suzy on the bench.
Suddenly, there was a great crash from behind him, and he literally jumped to his feet, heart racing. Looking back, he could see a big tree had fallen over, causing the noise. But behind that-
"OH SHIT!!!" Al shouted, and ran. He only caught a glimpse of it, but he'd seen enough.
Two massive white-furred footpaws had stood behind the crashed tree, leading up...up... He didn't follow them up, but he knew what that meant. A Macro had come through the Forest, and he had the misfortune to be right there.
Al moved like his ass was on fire, his legs moving as fast as they could. FuckfuckFUCK!!! He thought, Today was a GOOD day! Meet up with Suzy, have some coffee, maybe get to know her a little more...NOT get eaten by a fucking MACRO!!!
He could hear more crashing as the Macro gave chase, its heavy footfalls pounding the ground forcefully. Al knew he was fucked. Then, a very strange thing happened. From behind him, a very loud voice shouted out.
"AL!"
Al's eyes went wide as his name was called, and he turned his head to see who had called him NOW of all times. Unfortunately, he did so as he came up on a log. His legs made contact with the log, and his face made contact with the earth shortly thereafter. His vision exploded into a shower of colors, then went black.
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When Al came to, he was laying flat on his back, looking up at a perfectly blue sky. Water rushed softly to his left, and the warm sun beat down on him.
"I must be dead..." he said very matter-of-factly. Suddenly a giant face appeared over him, grinning toothily.
"Hardly; unless it was 'Death by Faceplant'!" the face said in a friendly alto voice.
Al screamed, thrusting his paws before him and cringing, awaiting his impending death.
"Aw...that's not nice..." the voice said, audibly hurt. Al's screams died off and he squinted up at the Macro. That white fur...so...familiar...
"Su...SUZY?!" he said as he sat bolt-upright, bewildered. He had been carried back to the bench, apparently, and was sitting on the grass, the lake gurgling peacefully nearby. Sitting cross-legged, looking over him, was Suzy. Al was at first struck by the fact that her picture did her no justice whatsoever, then by the fact that she must have been at least 75 feet tall. Her long silvery hair flowed over her shoulders as she looked down at him, and her eyes were a beautiful sapphire blue that sparkled at him like gems the size of beachballs.
Al stood unsteadily, not taking his eyes off of her. She was stunning...and huge. She was wearing plain jeans and a tank-top that looked like it was at the "critical mass" stage it was stretched so tightly across her generous bosom. Al ran his eyes over her, his mind trying to comprehend that he'd been having an online relationship with a Macro.
"You're...uh...taller than I pictured you..." he said, his voice weak.
Suzy grinned, shaking her head. "And you're kinda short; you know that?"
Al laughed, slowly getting back to normalcy. "Yeah, I guess so!... So, uh...you're a..."
"Macro," Suzy supplied, hiding a smile.
"Yeah, a Macro, huh? Wow...I never would have guessed that one...Wait...you lied to me! You said you were six-four!"
Suzy looked hurt at his accusation, and lowered her head. "I...I didn't lie to you. I am six-four; in Macro feet and inches. I'm...oh, how tall is it now...76 feet tall? Macros divide our measurements differently than you, though. 12 of your feet equals one of ours. A foot equals an inch. So; think of me as being 76 inches tall...that's six feet, four inches. ...Just not on the same scale..."
Al looked down, embarrassed, feeling bad that he had yelled at Suzy, falsely accusing her. He looked back up, seeing that she was still hurt, and took a few tentative steps towards her. He reached out a paw and gently laid it on her footpaw, feeling the dense, soft fur.
"I...I'm sorry, Suzy. I'm not mad at you...I just didn't understand. Please forgive me."
Suzy sniffed a little, then looked down to Al, a smile returning to her lips. She raised her paw and patted his head with a finger. "It's okay...this is a little unnerving for me, too, you know? I mean-I didn't expect you to be...well...so small." With that, she quickly grabbed Al in her paw, the little fox meeping in surprise as he was suddenly lifted high in the air to Suzy's face. She held him gently, but the feeling of being inside the paw of a Macro was still a bit too much for poor Al as he squirmed around inside the fluffy cage.
"WHAAAAAAAAAAA!!! HEY! What're you doing?! SUZY!!!"
She inspected him closely, taking in his scent with her huge nose and nudging him playfully with her muzzle. She opened her paw, holding it flat so he was laying on his back looking up at her face.
"Aww, I'm not going to hurt you. Geez; have some faith in people! Just because I'm a Macro doesn't mean I like to crush and eat little furs like you. Do I really seem like the kind of fur to go on a rampage?"
Al shakily got to his feet, standing upright on her open paw, trying desperately not to look down. "No...no I guess you're right. You're not that kind of fur. You're kind and funny and a little shy...not violent and impulsive and destructive. ...I'm sorry...it was just kinda weird being picked up!" He laughed nervously, tentatively poking at her pawpads with his foot. Suzy giggled, wiggling her fingers and causing the little fox to fall on his butt. She smiled happily, leaning forward and licking him with her big tongue, leaving a trail of slobber all over his front.
"Eww..." Al laughed, wiping the saliva from his face. Suzy laughed, licking him again teasingly. She shifted around a little, then said, "Hang on!" Before he knew it, her fingers had closed around him again and he gasped as he felt himself moving through the air. Just as suddenly as he'd been snatched up, he was dropped. He fell through the air helplessly before landing on a vast soft mass and bouncing back up. He landed again on the springy surface, and after settling down, Al realized exactly what this trampoline-like thing was.
Suzy had lain back and had placed Al on the taut fabric of her tank-top right between her massive breasts. She looked down at him bemusedly as he came to the realization that he was sitting on her boobs and laughed as he scrambled to get off, blushing. "No, it's okay!" she laughed, "I wouldn't have put you there if I didn't want you there, Al. I...I feel comfortable enough with you to let you sit on my chest."
Al calmed down at her words, sitting gently on the stretched-tight fabric, conspicuously avoiding staring at the mounds of flesh on either side of him and directly under him. They were huge! Her breasts had to be the size of pick-up trucks, and so firm yet so soft... He shook himself out of that avenue of thought and looked back to Suzy, who was looking up at the sky with a happy, carefree smile. Smiling, he did the same, leaning against the generous mountains of her breasts and just gazing at the sky.
After a while they talked, much like they had online; about everything and nothing, but also truly getting to know each other. The two of them made a point of asking specifics about their respective pasts, their families, etc., trying to learn everything that a computer screen just can't convey.
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"...So then I said, 'Well, if you wanted a burger, you should have ordered one!' and she said, 'Oh, I could never eat a burger; I dated a bull in high school!'" Al finished, laughing, ending another anecdote about failed dates. Suzy was laughing so hard the poor little fox thought he'd fall off, her chest was shaking so much as she gasped for breath. She calmed down after a moment, wiping a tear from her eye.
"Whew! Hehehe...Wow; I thought MY dates sucked! I think you win this round, Al!"
Al chuckled, and then a thought crossed his mind. "Hey, Suzy...you ever date a fox before?"
The white wolfess looked down at him, then up to the sky in contemplation. "Well...no, come to think of it, I haven't. My parents were...well, let's just say that they would have rampaged if the mood hit them. They were real big on Macro-supremacy and "Primal Roots" and all that crap...they looked at foxes as food, even Macro ones. I wasn't allowed to have vulpine friends growing up or anything..."
Al took this in and placed a reassuring paw on hers, which rested on her right breast next to him. "Wow...I'm sorry. But how is it that furs like that could raise a kind, caring, funny fur like you?"
Suzy murred and took Al in her paws, lifting him to her face and nuzzling him with her giant nose. He was slowly getting used to being carried, but his stomach still lurched.
"Aww! You're so sweet! Honestly though, I just recognized my parent's beliefs for what they were; total bullshit! And I like to have fun, which helps." She smiled licking him and setting him on her forehead, looking up at him. Al smiled down at her, rubbing a paw between her eyebrows. She giggled, then looked down to her stomach as they both heard a deep rumbling.
"Oooh...I think I need to eat!"
Al gulped nervously, suddenly afraid again for the first time in hours. He looked down to Suzy with an uneasy smile. "Well...uh...maybe I should be going then, and we can meet up tomorrow or something-" he was cut off by Suzy picking him up in her paw again as she rose to her feet. Standing, she held her paw flat so he could stand again.
"Nonsense!" she laughed, "Why don't we get some dinner or something? I'm starved...and I don't want you to go just yet...unless of course...you'd rather..." She frowned a little, looking sad, and Al instantly regretted his irrational fear. This was Suzy! She wasn't going to eat him! He would have slapped himself if she wasn't right there.
"No! No, I'd love to get some dinner with you! But...ah...where are we going to eat?"
Suzy's face lit right back up as he spoke, longing to spend as much time with him as she could. It had been a long time since she'd felt this close to anybody and she wanted it to last. She lifted him to her muzzle and licked him playfully.
"Well...I don't think we can go to your part of town...not without having the police join us... Oh! I know, there's this great restaurant over on Sixth Street, let's go there! I can at least fit in the building that way!" she laughed, starting to walk towards the forest. Al realized where exactly she was heading and panicked.
"WHOA!! NO WAY!! Are you kidding?! I'll be killed!"
Suzy stopped, then looked down to the tiny fox in her paw and frowned. It was true, little furs almost never went into the Macro district and when they did...sometimes things happened. However, Suzy's arm muscles tensed and she set her mind. "I won't let anyone hurt you, Al," she said firmly. "If they try...they're gonna regret ever messing with this wolfess!" She flexed her free arm, showing her well-developed muscles. Al watched this and found himself mildly turned on by being in the paw of such a powerful, BIG fur...
He considered it, then reluctantly nodded his head. "Yeah...Okay, then. I'm just glad that I have such a nice, strong fur to escort me! ...Thanks, Suzy." He hugged her thumb, smiling. She murred happily and nuzzled him with her nose.
"Okay! Ready to see the other half of the City?"
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Al was, to be sure, frightened, but he was happy he was with someone he could trust. Suzy had placed him up on her shoulder, him gripping her tank top for support, as she walked through the Macro district of the City. The little fox was really surprised at how it all looked the same as his part of town, just....huge. The skyscrapers stretched infinitely into the sky, the furs passing by impossibly tall (It seemed that as huge as he thought Suzy was, there were furs MUCH taller!).
The Macros that noticed him did double-takes, stuttered, one poor raccoon walked straight into a lamppost by staring at Al instead of what was in front of him. Most of them seemed shocked rather then taking it as an invitation to try something...but then Suzy, while she wasn't the tallest, was certainly a force to be reckoned with. She strode confidently down the street, the late afternoon sunlight glinting off her silver headfur, a calm, confident look in her eyes.
"Wow..." Al breathed softly, in total sensory shock of all the things around him. Suzy giggled, turning her head slightly towards him. "I guess now you know how the other half lives, huh? See; we're just like you guys...only bigger!" They both laughed, Suzy angling her head to nuzzle him. Al hugged her muzzle, rubbing his tiny nose on her huge one.
They continued through the street for a few blocks, Suzy pointing out a number of landmarks and buildings and such until they came to a bustling intersection where she took a left and pointed to a large, colorfully lit building. Neon lights (as big as tractor trailers and even longer, Al noted) in every color imaginable framed the immense doorways from which music floated out to them. Inside, they could see a number of furs dancing and laughing and...well, eating of course. Above the illuminated door, in red letters so big Al didn't even dare estimate their size, the word "Inzanity!" was emblazioned.
"There we are!" she proclaimed happily.
"Wow..." he said, dumbstruck. "That's...a really colorful place."
Suzy giggled. "Yeah, it's SO much fun though. Come on, I guarantee you'll like it!"
Al didn't argue as they headed towards the neon gates. Actually, he kind of liked the look of this place. His favorite place to eat had always been Shenanigan's, and it looked like Suzy had a pretty similar taste in restaurants. He smiled as they passed under the huge door way the cacophony of music and merriment blasting him. He laid his ears back against his head, wincing. I guess maybe I'll have to get used to how loud Macros are! He thought, hoping he wouldn't go deaf. Suzy strode confidently right up to the hostess' podium (as there was no line). The hostess was a young jackal, maybe sixty feet tall. She looked up to Suzy with a smile...which faltered at seeing the little fox on her shoulder. She blinked a few times, stammering for a moment.
"Ah...err...Hi...and...welcome to Inzanity...How...many?" she asked, not really sure what to expect next from this busty white wolfess and her miniature companion. Suzy rolled her eyes, sighing.
"Two please," she replied flatly.
"Two...right...Um...well, ok, just...ah...follow me please..." She picked up two menus, hesitated, then led them through the restaurant towards the back. The place was huge, even by Macro standards. The ceiling hung high above them, a glittering night sky painted on it that looked heavily influenced by an acid trip. The room was circular, the floors tiered around the central floor, which acted as a dance floor and housed an apparently well-stocked bar. Everything was brilliantly colored and detailed.
Having taken them far into the back, the nervous hostess then showed them to a table up on the third, and final, tier. As far away from everyone as she could get us... Al suspected, though he didn't mind that much; at least he had Suzy with him. Suzy carefully picked Al up and placed him on the table, then sat down, taking the menus from the jackal.
"S-someone will be with you in a moment..." she managed out, then hurried away. Al and Suzy watched her go, then turned to each other and busted out laughing. Al was laughing so hard he felt he might actually hurt himself, so he sat down unsteadily on the table. Their guffaws drew the attention of other diners nearby, who just shook their heads and turned away, obviously not seeing Al and thinking Suzy was alone and quite insane. They slowly regained control of themselves, still chuckling, Suzy wiping a tear from her eye.
"Hehe...she was afraid! She's probably never even seen one of your kind before!" She smiled, looking down at the little fox on the table, who returned the smile. They sat there like that for a minute, just looking into each other's eyes before they blinked and looked away blushing. Al stood, walking over to one of the menus. It was absolutely absurd how big it was compared to him. He nudged it with his foot, then looked up to Suzy, grinning.
"Ah...I think I might need some help with this..." She giggled, then set her menu down flat on the table so he could at least stand on it and look it over.
"The steak fajitas are really good, and so's the grilled chicken, and if you like something with some bite to it, the "Nuclear Nachos" would be your best bet," she suggested happily, pointing out each menu item. "Mmm...I'm gonna have a cheeseburger..." she murred, resting her head in her paws as she leaned on the table, watching the little fox look over the menu. He was so cute...but she felt closer to him than just as a friend. He was someone she really trusted.
After a moment, Al looked up, smiling. Hmm... those fajitas do look really good! I think I'll have those, though...I wonder if they'll do a half-order!" That sent both of them into fits of laughter again, which died down just as their waitress came. She was a young vixen who stood to Suzy's shoulder if she was lucky, her face beaming. "Hey Suzy!...all alone today? Where's Tira?" she said happily; it was obvious that Suzy came here often enough.
Suzy grinned broadly, shaking her head gently. "No, I'm not all alone Vicki..." She murred, pointing to Al who stood on the table with a deer-in-the-headlights look, but smiling. He waved meekly. Vicki, the vixen, looked confused at first, then blinked and laughed, leaning in for a closer look at the tiny fox. "Oh my GOD!! He's so little! Are you...are you serious? Is THIS the 'Al' that you're always talking about? He's so CUTE! Can I have him?" She laughed, grinning, looking back and forth between Suzy and Al.
"No, you can't 'have' him!" Suzy laughed, blushing as Vicki mentioned about how often she talked about him, "he's a furson! I guess you could say there's a flaw in the dating site! Vicki, this is Al; Al, this is Vicki, my very good, very hyperactive friend!"
"Um, Hi! Nice to meet you!" Al said, making a mental note that he might have to get used to being treated as a sort of oddity or toy if he were to continue seeing Suzy. He moved to offer his paw, but laughed at the absurdity of the motion. Vicki actually crouched down, nose level with the table, enthralled at meeting a fur so small compared to her.
"Hi! Wow...this is SO cool! I've never met someone like you! So you're THE Al, huh? Man, I'll tell you, Suzy's ALWAYS talking about you; you're, like, the BEST thing to happen to her, seriously!" She turned to a very red Suzy. "Oh my GOD he's so CUTE! You are SO lucky, seriously! I think I might have to go steal myself a few cute little fox guys now!" Suzy laughed, hitting her on the arm playfully.
"Aww come on now, I didn't 'steal' him; I'm just taking him for dinner!" she said, laughing. Vicki laughed too, standing back up.
"Oh, sure, WHATEVER you say!" she grinned, winking at Al. "Whew! So what can I get you guys?"
They ordered, making all the required jokes about how "little" Al was having to eat, then Vicki ran off to place the order, leaving the two of them laughing their conversation picking up at what kind of wacky friends they had. They talked the entire time that they were waiting for their food, Vicki making numerous stops to bring their drinks (Al's in a shot glass with a coffee stirrer) ...and whatever other excuses she could make to spend time with the two mismatched friends.
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"Ooooh GOD...I...I can't..." Al groaned, nudging the plate away from him with his foot, holding his swollen stomach painfully as he lay flat on his back. His stomach was clearly distended, stretching his T-shirt out. "I haven't eaten like that since college..." he whined, trying not to laugh; minimizing the pain.
Suzy laughed, poking through his plate with her fork. "Well, let's see..." she murred, "You ate at least a quarter of the steak strips, not to mention the tortillas and pico de gallo that went with them...some fries...and then there's the soda..." She covered her muzzle with her paw, trying desperately not to laugh at the poor stuffed fox. "I'll admit it; that's a lot to pack into a little guy like you!"
He gurgled in response, sitting up gingerly. "Oh man...I don't think I need to eat for a week..." he chuckled, wincing even as he did so. Suzy had done a lot better than him; she'd eaten her burger, fries, and was even now munching on a steak strip, chugging back her fourth soda. DAMN she can eat! He thought as Vicki came back to their table.
"Hey guys! Ooh...you okay hon?" she asked Al. "You don't look so good..." He winced, shaking his head. Suzy only laughed.
"I don't want to talk about it..." he moaned, smiling weakly. She giggled, taking their plates away.
"I'll get you a Tums!" she called over her shoulder.
Al laughed, then clutched the ball his stomach made. "Heh-ow! Like I'll have room for it!" Suzy snorted, her paw going to her muzzle as soda went the wrong way. She laughed, dripping soda, wiping a tear from her eyes. By now the surrounding tables had figured out that she wasn't alone, though they couldn't quite believe who she was with. One table in particular, a group of young males, kept looking their way.
"Remind me to not even try to finish the next meal I have with you, okay?" Al said smiling, sending Suzy off with another bout of laughter. Vicki returned, true to her word, with a Tums and a shot glass of water as well as the check. Al reached for it, but Suzy snatched it up, wagging a finger at him.
"Unh-uh! My treat, besides; how exactly do you expect to pay? Though you might indeed have legal tender, do you think they'd take you seriously if you handed them money your size?" Al only sighed, nodding in resignation, clawing some of the Tums off and taking it with a sip of water. As Suzy picked out the appropriate change (and a good tip for her friend) Al noticed someone approaching from one of the nearby tables. As he came forward, he saw that it was a wolf from the table of males. He was a wolf, at least ninety feet tall and lean, dressed casually in jeans and a T-shirt. Al suddenly felt very nervous; something about this guy just set him off...he felt dangerous. Behind him, the rest of his table watched with anxious grins on their faces.
"Suzy..." Al said as the wolf approached their table. She looked up, smiling. The smile slid right off though when she saw the young male. He was probably their age, maybe a little younger. She placed the money in the black folder with the check, setting them softly on the table. She didn't look too happy anymore.
The male came right up to their table, his half-incredulous, half-vicious eyes on Al. "What the fuck d'you think you're doing here, little one?" he asked, his voice full of contempt.
"Excuse me?!" Suzy barked, her eyes wild. The male turned on her.
"Just who do you think you are, bitch? Bringing this little nothing into our part of town? You got something wrong with you? Or maybe you're just gonna lead him back home and 'toy' with him? I hope that's what you're doing, because I don't find it too funny that-"
Suzy was fast, faster than Al could have guessed. In the pause between his words, Suzy was out of her chair and right on him, her claws going straight into his gut. The male gurgled, looking down in shock at the point where her sharp claws met and penetrated his abdomen. Her other paw had moved to his face, grabbing him by the headfur.
"JESUS!" Al shouted, but no one seemed to notice.
"Alright, you listen to me," Suzy said calmly, not giving an inch even as the male struggle in her grasp. He was bigger, but she was stronger and had caught him off-guard. "Firstly, his name is Al, and there's no difference between us and them. Well...maybe you and him; you're an asshole and he's not. Second, what right do you have to interrupt my peaceful evening with a friend for this bullshit?" His jaws moved but no sound came out. His blood trickled down Suzy's paw, beginning to dribble onto the floor. Back at his table, the male's cohorts showed there true colors; there butts were glued to the seats. They weren't going to mess with this wolfess. Slowly, Suzy withdrew her claws from his gut, shoving him away from the table. He fell, yelping painfully as he landed on his butt, clutching his wounds. She reached up and licked the blood off her paw. Al was totally stunned. Was this...SUZY? He would never have guessed she'd do something like this...for him. He felt himself flush at the realization that this was only partly a result of the wolf's insults; that part of it was to protect him.
"And one more thing;" Suzy said, glaring at the wolf who was scrambling back to his table, then presumably a hospital. "NO ONE calls me a 'bitch'; got that you whelp?!" He didn't answer, but booked out of the restaurant, his comrades close at his heels. Suzy sat down quietly, Vicki coming right up to them worriedly.
"If everything okay? Were you guys hurt?"
Suzy shook her head. "No, but he'll think twice before crossing me again. Sorry about the mess," she said, motioning to the blood on the floor. Vicki shook her head.
"No, it's no trouble, I'm just glad you two are alright! Asshole...I hope you got his liver!" she said, shocking Al with her viciousness, then taking the check and walking back after thanking them for their patronage and making Suzy promise six times to call her. The two of the sat there for a little while. Finally, Al spoke.
"Won't he call the cops?"
Suzy looked up, tilting her head. "No, why would he? He started it." Then the realization dawned on her. "You...you guys can't do that; defend your honor like that?" Al shook his head.
"That's called 'assault'," he said flatly. She shrugged, toying with her napkin. Al had a lot to learn about Macro culture it would seem. "Thanks...for that," he said gently, smiling. Suzy looked back up at him, a soft smile crossing her lips. She stood, picking him up tenderly in her paws and nuzzling him with her big wet nose. Al laughed, wincing a bit as his poor stomach still hurt just a little, hugging her muzzle. She set him on her shoulder and looked to him, smiling.
"Okay, let's blow this joint, huh?"
Al smirked. "Bad cliché aside; yeah, let's go." He hugged her neck happily as they left, the cool night air refreshing the two of them. They walked for the next few hours, Suzy giving him a tour, but mostly just enjoying each other's company.
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After tiring of walking, they sat on a bench in some park (the name escaped Al), just gazing out on the peaceful scene. They sat in silence for a long time, Al running his paw absentmindedly through Suzy's fur.
"This is really nice," he said.
Suzy looked over at him, smiling. "Yeah..." she agreed, murring happily and running a finger through Al's headfur. A gentle breeze licked at their faces as they enjoyed the moonlit scene before them. They sat in front of an open expanse of grass that was dotted with trees (Must be redwoods to be this size to Macros...) and a gently gurgling brook (which Al recognized as the upper end of the Sesquena River before it emptied into Lake Semiross). The water caught the moonlight and cast a gentle white glow about it, and the trees made a patchwork of shade, giving the entire scene a very impressionist feel to it. Looking at this, Al found it difficult to remember that this was all much bigger than it appeared.
In the distance, the familiar chimes of St. Anthony's Cathedral began to ring. Al smiled listening to the bells toll ten o' clock. "Wow," Al looked up, surprised, "it's tough to believe it's ten already!" Suzy laughed, nodding.
"Guess time really does fly when you're having fun!" They both laughed at that, smiling as they looked into each other's eyes. They felt so right with each other; so happy. Al snuggled up against Suzy's neck, hugging her warmly as she gently nuzzled him. When she spoke, her voice was soft and filled with a quiet nervousness.
"Al...do you want to come back to my place for a drink maybe?"
His eyes opened wide in surprise, but he only smiled and gave her a bigger hug. Suzy was the greatest thing to ever happen to him, and he never wanted to leave her side.
"Sure," he said. It was just a single word, but the emotion contained in it was enough to tell Suzy just how he felt.
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After walking for ten minutes, they finally stood in front of Suzy's building. It was a very nice, clean-looking brownstone-style apartment building with eight stories. "It's great," Suzy said, smiling up at it, "There are only 2 apartments on each floor, so I've got SO much space. That and it's just down the street from my shop, so I really don't need to take Transit or anything! I was really lucky and got a good deal on the rent."
Al looked up at the enormous edifice and swallowed anxiously. "It really is nice...but am I going to get a nosebleed or something?"
Suzy laughed, shaking her head. "Nope, you're lucky; I'm on the fourth floor. It's not that high. Sure you don't want to see the roof, though?" She poked him mischievously. She took them up the front steps and unlocked the door, stepping into a wonderful little foyer, softly lit by antique lamps. It was obvious that Suzy had done a little redecorating for the benefit of her and her neighbors; on all three of the little tables set by the walls there were beautiful bouquets of flowers that gave off a subtle but refreshing scent. She sighed happily and checked her mailbox (Al noting that he could easily fit inside the metal orifice), groaning as she sifted through the contents and found it all to be junkmail. She tossed it into the trashcan near the stairs and headed up. The building truly was amazing. Even the stairs were well lit and elegant, with decorative flowered wallpaper and a nicely polished wooden banister. They arrived on the fourth floor in short order; it was obvious that stairs were no challenge to Suzy, Al thought as he admired her very fit yet voluptuous figure before shaking himself back to reality.
The hallway in front of them was short, and at the end of it two doors stood opposite each other. Suzy went to the one on her left and slipped her key in the lock, taking them inside and closing the door gently. Al gasped in surprise.
"It's a studio!"
Suzy giggled. "Told you I liked the space!"
And space it had to spare. The apartment stretched the entire length of the building, strategically placed lamps giving the whole apartment a warm glow to it, and Al could imagine that during the day it was even brighter as there were windows on every external wall. To the right were the kitchen and a coatroom. To the left there was a living area with a big screen TV (BIG even for Macros, Al guessed) and a very comfy-looking dark green couch. Behind that, separated by a waist-high partition was Suzy's bedroom area. There was a section of the wall that went out where Al could guess that her closet was, and a bigger section that Al assumed was her bathroom.
He tried very hard not to laugh upon seeing her bed; it was so typically Suzy. The queen-sized bed was piled high with frilly blankets and at least a dozen poofy pillows. The whole apartment was done in a light color-scheme; pastel yellows and oranges that made it feel warm and...well, comfortable. Al smiled, looking to Suzy as she took him and gently set him on the kitchen counter, tapping the controls of her stereo which sat on the counter against the wall. Music began to play softly from it. Al smirked. My Chemical Romance; should have known!
"This is a great place, Suzy!" he said honestly.
She smiled, pulling out a glass for herself and a shot glass for Al. "Thanks!" she said cheerfully, taking the glasses in one paw and Al in the other, moving to the couch and setting him gently on one pillow, and the glassware on the coffee table.
"So...would you care for a drink?" She asked, smiling.
Al looked at the shot glass nervously. It was easily the size of a keg to him. "Umm...sure, just a little one..." Suzy giggled, going to the fridge and bringing out a bottle of beer. Kensington's, he noticed; his favorite as well as hers he remembered. She sat down on the floor next to him. Sitting she was about eye level to the little fox.
"One for you..." she said, carefully pouring a few drops into the shot glass (about a bottle and a half he figured, according to his sizes), "...and one for me!" She took a swig right from the bottle, smiling as Al attempted to maneuver the glass so that he could actually drink from it. It wasn't easy; it was pretty heavy and just generally awkward. Suzy tried to keep from laughing, but after nearly thirty seconds worth of unsuccessful drinking, she gasped and grabbed the cap for her bottle and filled it with some beer. "Here! Try this!" she said, handing the saucer sized bottle cap to Al. He took it gladly, lifting it to his mouth and drinking from it, careful to watch the sharp points and to not spill it down his front. His eyes went wide and he grinned.
"Wow! This tastes so much better than ours!"
Suzy burst into laughter, taking the shot glass and downing the meager contents. "Really? Guess bigger sometimes is better!" They both laughed, settling in and talking, Suzy drinking her beer and Al sipping his cap.
Al felt so at ease, so happy with this giant white wolfess. His instincts told him to be afraid of something this large, but he found that he just couldn't be scared of Suzy, no matter how hard he tried. In every smile he saw only her happiness, not her teeth. In every wink, a playful motive not an evil one. He couldn't help it; he was falling in love with a Macro and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.
Suzy wasn't any better off. Aside from the obvious cute-factor of the little fox, she felt so complete just by being with him. She brushed a white bang from her eyes and smiled contentedly down at him, feeling warm inside for the first time in a long while. After she'd moved to the City, she'd been lonely for a long time. Nice as she was, she was terribly insecure and had a difficult time making friends. Even after she did make some friends though, she still found herself feeling a little hollow inside. Al filled that hollow right up; and more!
For another hour and a half they talked (They sure seemed to like doing that!), Al polishing off about two bottles of the exceptionally tasty beer (at his size) and Suzy downing three. Al had to marvel at her; she had one HELL of an appetite. Of course, with food and beer this good, he could hardly blame her! She must work out though to keep that perfect figure; if there was a God then Suzy was undoubtedly His finest work. Her beautiful and cheery face, her sleek white fur, her muscular yet soft body-
Al shook himself out of his daze, realizing that he'd been admiring her during a lapse in the conversation. Suzy blushed gently, smiling. Al blushed heavily, turning away and intensely examining the hem of his jeans.
"S-Sorry..." he stuttered, thoroughly embarrassed. After a moment he felt her huge warm paw wrap around his back and a deep murring vibrate through the air. He looked up at her nervously, hoping he didn't offend her, to find her smiling happily.
"No need to apologize..." she said gently, "I'm flattered that you'd find me attractive..."
Al snorted, giving Suzy an incredulous look. "Are you kidding me?!" he shouted accidentally, "You're beautiful! And...you must work out..." Well...shit. There goes any mystery about how he felt about her.
It was Suzy's turn to blink in shock, blushing and turning away. "Aww come on...you're just saying that. I know I'm a bit too muscular for a female...it's just that with the way I like to eat if I don't work out...it's not a good scene." Al hugged her paw, shaking his head slowly.
"You know, we're gonna have to work on that self image." She looked back to him with a gentle smile. "I'm serious!" he continued, "You're probably the most beautiful female I've ever seen, and as for you being 'too muscular'? ...Well, I think you look great. Screw anybody who says different!"
They both laughed, Suzy picking Al up and giving him a crushing but well-meant hug. She murred deeply, her chest shaking with the sound as she held him close. Releasing him, she nuzzled him happily as he gasped for breath. Woozy, he hugged her nose, giving it a playful lick as she laughed.
"Oh Al! That's so sweet! No one has ever said that to me before! You have to understand that Macro guys...well, to be blunt, they like skinny, busty females who can bear litters well. A female who's strong enough to be a threat to them...doesn't get a whole lot of dates."
She sighed and Al patted her muzzle, nodding. "Yeah...normal guys are kinda like that too...but I'm little even for a normal-sized fur! So maybe it just takes someone not all jacked up on testosterone to be able to tell you the truth!"
That kicked off another round of air-suppressing hugs as Suzy was nearly crying at how great Al had made her feel. This was honestly the first time someone had complimented her so extensively. And for Al, this was the first time he had been able to feel almost totally at ease with someone so beautiful and smart. For both of them it was a dream come true.
Suzy backed off her hug a little bit so Al could breathe and lay back on the couch, snuggling with the little fox happily, giving him gentle licks that made a mess of his headfur. Smiling, she kissed the top of his head. Al smiled back up at her, hugging her chest and murring. She gave him a loving grin and gently stood, picking up the beer bottles, taking them to the sink and then heading back through the apartment. Al looked around lazily, realizing they'd passed the sofa and were heading towards the back.
"Where to now, driver?" he asked, smiling.
"You'll see..." she whispered to him, giving him another kiss.
He just smiled and closed his eyes, trusting her. After a moment, he felt himself be gently lifted and set down on a soft and slightly springy surface. He opened his eyes and looked around as his footpaws sank in. He was standing on a wide expanse of pale green fabric, a mountain of pillows in the distance. To his left, Suzy was standing over him, looking down at him happily.
"Is this...your bed?" he asked tentatively.
She smiled and nodded, hooking her thumbs in her jeans. Normally, given a similar circumstance, Al would have said something witty at an attempt to ease the segue into a erotic night. Now; he was scared shitless.
"Umm...soft?" He mumbled, eliciting a giggle from Suzy. She grinned down at him, moving her paws tantalizingly slow to undo her jeans, her fingers undoing the zipper and letting them fall to the ground. Oh wow...Al thought, admiring her perfectly toned and curves hips and legs, not even able to laugh at her Hello Kitty panties. Her grin never wavering, she gently slid onto the bed, even the subtle motion sending Al to his backside. He backed up a little as Suzy lay right next to him, her huge bust not five feet from him and large enough to crush him (though...he had to think about how terrible that would be...really...). She murred, scratching between his ears lovingly with a clawtip. Al moaned gently as she hit that perfect spot, but shook himself reluctantly out of it, scooting back a little.
"Suzy...wh-what are we doing?"
She stopped, her smile fading and laying her ears. "Well...I really like you Al...I've never felt this close to someone, and I just thought that we could..." She trailed off, casting her eyes down and whining. God...she knew how to make him feel stupid. Al moved back to her, hugging her paw.
"I'm sorry; I...I guess I'm just a little overwhelmed. I really like you too Suzy...more than 'like'...I didn't mean to suggest that this wasn't okay." Her smile flickered back, and Al grinned. "Besides, you found that spot right away..."
"What spot?" she asked, mischievously feigning ignorance while still trying not to smile. "Would it be...this one?" her clawtip went directly home, sending Al into a shivering murr of contentment and ecstasy. For several minutes, Suzy teased him, tickling and rubbing him gently, alternately making him laugh and just gurgle with pleasure.
Eventually she stopped after making him laugh so hard he was crying ("Oh God; please!! I think you're going to make me piss my pants Suzy!!!"), letting him catch his breath as she murred happily, the sound a deep thrumming that shook the bed. Trailing a claw along his chest, she let it hook in his waistband, tugging gently at his jeans. Using her claws deftly, she unhooked and unzipped them, pulling him close to him by the waist, his jeans dropping to his ankles, revealing his Smiley face boxers. She giggled, running her fingers teasingly along his waist.
"Looks like we even have similar taste in underwear!" she laughed as he kicked off his pants and pulled his shirt off, revealing his scrawny but at least toned chest.
"Heh...yeah, I guess so!" he laughed, standing. He was instantly pushed back down by Suzy, who laughed and grinned wildly.
"Unh-uh! You just stay right there!" she laughed, getting up on her knees and tugging at the edge of her shirt, making her giant breasts shake and wobble with the motion. Al gulped, feeling a hard on coming on as the massive globes danced above him. Moving with fluid grace and almost painfully slow ease, the big wolfess pulled her shirt up over her head, her breasts bouncing (quite literally) free. Al had always heard that very well-endowed breasts did that but he'd sadly never actually seen it happen...until now. One myth verified. He was pulled back to reality (rather...back from Suzy's chest) by the torrent of white headfur that cascaded down, covering her shoulders as she pulled her shirt all the way off and tossed it to the floor. Her hair appeared to be a waterfall of moonbeams surrounding her face and framing her breasts. Her belly was smooth and clean, pure white and looking irresistibly fuzzy. Her tail swished happily behind her as she scooted up so she was almost on top of him, sitting back on her heels and playing her fingers over him.
Al was unsuccessfully trying to hide his raging hard on as she pulled his paws away, murring at the sight of his tented boxers, tugging at them playfully. He came with them, adding to her laughter, so she pressed a finger to his chest and yanked his shorts right off him, leaving him blushing and shocked at how easily she accomplished it. His member bobbed free, Suzy licking her lips at the sight. For such a little guy he wasn't too badly hung at nine inches hard, a line of pre glistening on his head. Of course, given his size he still couldn't help but feel inadequate-
"Suzy," he asked suddenly, trying not to sound too drunk on her scent, which was thoroughly permeating the air, "How are we going to...umm...you know?"
She snorted, covering her smile with a paw. "What, don't you know what to do? It's easy, you just put your...in my...oh shit," She trailed off as the issue of scale hit her like a brick wall. She frowned, settling back on her heels. "Well...how the fuck are we supposed to...fuck?!" Suzy looked like she was going to cry. Al frowned, thinking about the physics of it. After a moment of mutual musings, Al's eyes widened and he grinned, sitting up.
"I've got it! Well...I've got an idea anyways...should we try it?" he asked, knowing the answer already as Suzy's face lit right up and she nearly pounced him. "Lie back and...well...spread your legs just a tad." He couldn't help but blush as he said this to her, but Suzy only smiled, nodding as she slid her panties down and off. Al shuddered, trying to maintain control of himself as her scent crashed into him. It was like being in a sealed room with four vixens in heat. His body was responding just as it should, though; total sex overdrive. His hard on ached and his balls begged to release inside of her.
Suzy smiled, sliding her legs out form under her and laying back, her legs spread wide enough apart that he could easily walk right up to her furry mound, but not spread-eagle. Al got to his feet, making his way carefully along the bed, trying not to fall because of the soft surface. Suzy didn't say a word, she just murred and anxiously fingered herself. Reaching her groin, Al actually stood back and marveled at the sheer size of her nether regions. Her netherlips were easily his size, her juices trickling gently from within her, soaking the bed a bit under her. Taking a deep breath, he readied himself.
"Okay...this might feel a little weird..." he called out to her. Being as gentle as he could be, Al reached out with his paws and gripped the fluff on her outer lips, lifting himself up to eye level with her sex. Suzy gasped but moaned lustily and didn't appear to be in any pain. Propping himself up higher, standing right on the lower edge of her outer lips, Al pulled himself up so that his pulsing cock was directly aligned with Suzy's most sacred opening among her folds, her clit a bulbous pink mass right in his face. This close to her sex, her scent was too much for him and he just let loose. He took her clit in his paws, using it to pull himself into her, thrusting his cock into her sex, eliciting another groan from Suzy, this one accompanied by her crying out.
"Oh my GOD...that's...oh that's it!! That's it! Oh please Al..." She practically begged as he gripped her clit with both hands, humping almost involuntarily away at her. Being as small as he was to her, she wasn't exactly tight, but her inner folds and the torrent of sweet juices coming from her were more than enough to please him as he thrusted senselessly into her. He held onto her clit for support, but also rubbed and massaged it, thrilling her as was apparent by the numerous times she shook and convulsed. Her moaning and panting easily drowned out his own grunts. He licked her clit teasingly, tasting her sweetness, hugging it giving almost as much attention as he was giving to her sex proper; licking it and nuzzling it as well as massaging the pink fleshy mass.
Craning her head back, Suzy ran her paws over her breasts and belly as Al humped her. He was so small but she'd be lying if she didn't admit that this was amazing. What threw her over the edge was how he was manipulating her clit while screwing her, his deft paws tugging and rubbing it so pleasurably. Gasping, she felt herself drawing closer to climax already, trying so hard not to kick or flex her legs too much for fear that she might crush her little fox. She did buck her hips though, which made Al grip her clit harder, which only served to make her whine in bliss. She reached down with one paw and rubbed his back, pushing his deeper into her and making him groan with pleasure but it also let him Time seemed to no longer apply to either of them, and before they knew it, Suzy let loose a howl that almost deafened poor Al, her paws gripping and wringing the sheets as she came, arching her back and nearly throwing Al off of her as she lifted her hips off the bed, bucking wildly. He was hit by a wave of her juices when she came, clinging to her clit and her netherlips for dear life, continuing to hump against the torrent of her juices. It was like trying to fuck a waterfall, and in seconds he felt his balls tensing as the increased friction from her orgasm pushed him over the edge. He growled, whining loudly as he finally came inside her, pulling himself into her as deep as he could and shooting his wad into the flood. He shook with the force of his climax, Suzy rubbing his back tenderly as she moaned, coming down from her own high and panting. Feeling drained, Al hung limply against her sex, his cock still inside her. He was only vaguely aware of being gently pulled from his giant lover's sex and hugged, nuzzled and licked clean. He smiled up at the huge white lupine face.
"I love you Suzy...I think I have for a while now..."
The face smile back. "I think I've been in love with you too, Al."
He smiled, hugging her thick white fur as he fell fast asleep in the cozy warmth of his lover's embrace. Everything seems to be better with Macros... He thought as he began to lose consciousness, his thoughts turning to how much he loved Suzy, and of how happy they would be together, society be damned.
Al was having a good day.