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Final's Week

By Jay Woodfall

There was always a sort of exceptional coldness about a Dorm hallway. It's the type of coldness that transcends the natural boundaries of what cold should be. It's a coldness that can be seen and smelt; it can be heard and tasted, preoccupying every sense as it settles in. It has to be the lack of color. The fluorescent lighting that drains out the already off-white tiles and brick walls. That has to give it a cold feel and sound. The cold taste coming from the combination of college student hygiene and tidiness and the smell coming from the school's attempts at air freshening it with off-brand chemicals. The whole palette creating a complete uniqueness to these set of hallways.

These were the thoughts that roamed Leo's mind as he walked through the giant empty dorm halls. He stood at a full six inches, having been born with a rare medical condition. Those with enough money could purchase N-Bands from a private company; but those without the tens of thousands to drop were stuck living life as what had become labeled as a Micro. Leo was among those that didn't have the money to afford an N-Band. He didn't let it bother him though. Hey, there were even people that were into it!

His bare feet padding against the cold tile as he moved through the giant building. The mouse dressed in his usual collared shirt and jeans with a backpack slung over his shoulder. The quiet clanging of glass accompanying any uneven movement as he smuggled micro sized alcohol into the Dorm. After what seemed like a trek the rodent reached a door in the middle of the hallway. It wasn't locked or anything but it created an unintentional barrier for furs of his stature. Moving to the side of the corridor he rummaged through his pocket pulling out his phone to text his friend who would be waiting for him to show up.

It was the end of Final's Week for the campus and the two of them had spent the majority of the week studying together for Exams. Even with all that work though the small rodent still wasn't sure if he passed one of his courses. His next few days would involve nervously checking the school's website in hopes that the professor would actually stick to the deadline and post his grades. All the stress made for a perfect excuse to have a bit of a kick back with his study buddy.

Minutes passed by as he waited for his friend in the empty hallway. Looking left and right he was left to admire how much safer these hallways became after the school year ended. Just earlier in the week he had to be careful traversing the hallway. College students, always in the hurry, had a tendency not to look where there feet landed. Once or twice he had been flattened in this very hallway by an absentminded Giant.

Just as the rodent was reaching for his phone to check and see if his friend was on her way he felt a dull uneven booming through the tile. Suddenly the door burst open in a blur, "Heeeeeyo Leeeeeoooo!" A heavily inebriated cheetah was holding the door wide open. Her traditional yellow and black fur coat on full display as the feline went all natural through the dorm hallways; giving a view Leo couldn't help but enjoy, her full white furred breasts and flat stomach. Years of running track had left her with an amazing body.

"Haha, I see you started without me, Jess!" She may not have been a shy feline when it came to nudity but it'd definitely take a fair bit of drinking to get her to prance through the halls in the nude.

In another quick motion the cheetah bent over and wrapped her fingers around him. The soft palm and fingers squeezing him as she brought him up to her face, "Oh cooome on! There's nobody even here! The Dorms clear out on the last day as everyone goes home!" His world spinning around as she gestured him throughout the hallway in her drunken state. His world reeking of alcohol as her breath washed over him.

"Looks like I definitely got a lot of catching up to do regardless," he teased as she started stumbling back to her room.

With all the grace of a drunk feline she threw open her door as they arrived. Letting it collide into the wall just before she slammed it shut. Looking around the room only confirmed what he knew; beer cans adorned the shelves, desk and the end table of the dorm making for what looked like a scene straight out of a Frat Movie.

"Home sweet, er- home!" The cheetah letting out a bit of a hiccup as she announced her place. His bare feet touching the cool tile of the dorm room floor as she released him. His first priority checking his own stash in his backpack as she walked to her fridge. As he opened up his bag he was relieved to see all the glass bottles had survived being grabbed by the cheetah.

While the giantess was at her fridge grabbing another drink the rodent began his usual climb up the bed leg. It was a climb he'd made many times over the past week as they studied. The wooden material made with plenty of craftsman decorations that gave him perfect ledges to climb up on with his backpack in tow. With one last push the rodent found himself on the soft top of the bed.

Not wanting to waste time the mouse soon cracked open a bottle of his favorite liquor and began sipping away at the cinnamon alcohol. The Cheetah returning with her beer in hand, plopping down on the bed with enough force to send the mouse flying up in the air. Crashing back down he let out an involuntary, "Oof!"

Fiddling for the remote she was quick to unpause her sitcom that had been watching, "Here we go! Time to relax!" The cheetah crossing her legs on the bed as she got comfortable. The smaller male's backpack off to the side as he sat next to the giant naked sport star.

"Hell yeah!" with an eager toast the mouse began to chug his alcohol. The bottle not even lasting him two full episodes of the Netflix series. Tossing his empty bottle off to the side gave him a prompt reminder of just how much faster a fur his size got drunk. His whole world shifting and wobbling as he sat back down. The mouse boy's roaming eyes eventually locking onto his female companion.

Her breasts shifting around freely as she finished off another beer. As she leaned over to toss the empty can into the garbage on the opposite side of the bed the rodent got a long look at her butt which was in perfect display. Her feline tail waving in the air above it while the spotted yellow fur showed off the fullness of the cheeks. The soft mounds shifting as she stretched a bit farther to get the can into the trash. The rodent could feel heat festering up inside his chest as his mind raced. It wouldn't be impossible to just...

Without really giving it the amount of thought such an act deserves he quickly scurried across the bed, planting himself directly where she had been sitting originally. As the can dropped into the bin the round butt started to move back. Hovering over his small body for just a moment, giving him the closest view he'd ever had. Every detail bare in front of his face, every tuft of fur and hidden muscle under the soft fat.

Without any stop in motion the cheetah came down on top of the devious mouse. His world going dark as the two cheeks smothered him. His clothes becoming damp with sweat as he found himself forced a bit into the crevice. The darkness only lasted ten seconds or so until the giant realized where her friend was. The giant fingers wrapping around one of the massive cheeks, spreading it to the side and letting light pour in as she leaned on the other mound.

"I think you did that on purpose!" the cheetah teasing a bit. Brief feelings of embarrassment rushing over the rodent's mind. Just as he was about to respond she cut him off, "Now I'mma have to punish you for that!"

Those yellow furred fingers releasing the soft cheek, letting it slap with a bit of force into the rodent's front. His world again dark with only tiny bits of light reaching him under the cheetah girl. The body on top of him grinding back and forth as the athletic feline laughed. Sending him deeper and deeper into the crevice of her rear. The smell was the first thing that hit him as his shoulder hit her hidden tailhole. His lack of sight only making the rancid odor worse as it was pressed into his shirt and jeans.

Unfortunately for the rodent that was the point where she stopped her grinding motions. His arm pressed against her tailhole as her cheeks smothered his front and back. A very muffled, "Here comes the punishment!" reached his ears just before the pucker expanded a bit. The sound of the fart deafening being so close to tailhole but the smell was so much worse. It made the mouse boy want to vomit but he held it in. His drunken friend giving him no shortage of torment as she let loose more and more waves of gas, "Ugh, I think something in my stomach didn't sit well. Might have been that other micro I ate earlier."

Thoughts rushed through his head as yet another bout of gas rushed around him. Was she being serious? There's no way she could have eaten another fur. She was just drunk so she was teasing him the rodent decided. His own feelings in a flurry as the alcohol had its effect on him. He could feel his member swelling inside his now stained pants as he was subjected to the whims of the cheetah girl.

"Oooooh..." the light moan of the giantess as she let loose another waft on her victim. The rushing air anything but clean. Damp moisture collecting on the rodent's face and on his clothes. Specks of unidentifiable matter clinging to his fur as the last of her gas was released into the little guy. His tiny body held tightly by the soft cheeks that smothered him for minutes as the cheetah finished the episode she was watching.

As Netflix queued up the next episode a pair of fingers entered the crevice and grabbed him by the leg. Dragging him out and swooshing him through the air, bringing him face to face with the cheetah. Her maw smiling wide as she looked at him with cheerful drunk eyes, "I've decided something," she started off as she gave him a small sniff, "You're now my toy."

"And as my toy you definitely won't be needing any of these," her other hand moving to pull off the rodent's shirt and pants, leaving him just as nude as she was, "Pretty sure they're ruined anyway," her fingers bringing the stained clothes over the trash bin, dropping it on top a mountain of cans inside. With his body out and on display it was obvious just how much he was enjoying his whole experience. As he dangled from his leg his tiny rod was at full mast, which only made the mistress all the more rough and playful.

With another swoosh he found himself dangling over the bed where he was dropped. His small form crashing into bed hard enough to make him bounce a bit. With a wobble the intoxicated mouse tried to stand up. His balancing giving way just as he found his feet, making him lean against the cheetah's bare thigh. Looking down at her play thing she couldn't help but keep smiling as her fingers struck his back with a flick that sent him flying off the bed.

The tumbling rodent landing onto the harsh cold tile with a thud. Glancing around he realized he was next to both of her bare feet. The hot pink color of her manicured toenails catching his attention more than anything as he laid there on his back. His body too sore to move after the hard landing but that didn't stop his owner. One of those bare feet being lifted up as Jess scooted over so she could comfortably sit with her foot hovering above her new plaything. The whole position giving him the perfect opportunity to admire even more of her paw. The perfectly shaped pads with their gentle pink hue. He couldn't help but wonder what they'd feel like. Would they be rough after so many years of running track?

"Get ready to rub my feet Toy," the small rodent about to get his answer as the paw lowered itself down on his body, the pink pads pressing into his naked form. They were soft. Softer than anything he could have imagined. His body finding its way into the space between the pads as she grinding her foot up and down his limp figure. His rock hard member being rubbed by the entirety of her foot generating tiny moans from her captive. His back being dragged along the harsh tile but he wasn't in any position to complain. His drunken nature making him all the more agreeable. It didn't take long before the cheetah joined in on the fun. Spreading her other leg to the side as she began to rub herself as she abused her friend.

The mouse boy couldn't tell if minutes or hours had passed as this went on but suddenly the grinding stopped. His face finding itself tucked inside the arch of her toes as his body stayed pinned under the soft pads of her paw. The pressure increasingly slightly every moment as the cheetah started to get more passionate. Her hand rubbing up and down her pink lips faster and faster as she pushed down on her toy. The weight becoming too much to bare but in his drunken nature the rodent began humping up at the soft padding. It didn't take long for him to reach his climax, his seed spraying into the pink pads as well as his stomach. The waves of ecstasy making his body tremble under the giant paw.

Suddenly her big toe and second toe separated just enough to let him see her face. Looking down at him were a pair of eyes lost in lust. Her maw hanging open with her tongue drooped off to the side, drool dripping off onto the bed.

"Oh f-fuck," the cheetah moaned as she became overwhelmed in pleasure. The giant paw pushing more and more weight onto the mouse's body. Joints and ribs popping as he was sandwiched between the tile and her foot. Just when he thought she couldn't press any hard she gave it more pressure, crushing his legs against the floor, "OH GOD YES!" The cheetah girl pressing down with all her weight on her friend as she climaxed.

His world becoming dark one last time as she curled her toes and made the best use of her toy. The soft digits wrapping around his skull, tightening as pressure was applied to his chest. His chest was the first to give but his head followed right after, popping into a red mess under the pink pads.

The panting giantess kept her giant smile as she tried to catch her breath, "Mmmm...you were a great toy Leo. Glad we got to study together this week." In a display of her flexibility she brought the messy paw up to her face, licking up the remains of her friend before sliding under the covers. Turning the TV off with the remote the room was filled with the familiar sound of the cold dorm.

The drunk college student might regret breaking her toy in the morning or she might rub herself to it again. She wasn't quite sure yet, but one thing was for sure. She was glad Final's Week was done.