FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

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Working for a Living

"500? That's a little steep don't you think?" the jaguar grunted, leaning closer to the amber eyed wolfess. He didn't even try to hide the casual downward flick of his gaze to her rather ample cleavage as she leaned back against his locker. She loved whoever invented push up bras. Sometimes she felt like she should be paying them a royalty. Not that she NEEDED one but... when you don't need one and wear one anyway it just makes it even easier to pray on the weak minded of her age group. Which... was almost everyone.

"Take it or leave it, this isn't a car dealership honey" she growled back "$500 and you can bust a nut in either option... no condom."

"No rubber?" he asked, his gaze flicking right back up to her as he trembled some at the mere thought.

"Nope" she giggled with a smirk.

"Wow you... you really are one nasty slut huh?" he replied and then yelped as he felt a paw close around his scrotum.

"Look dickwad..." she said in the sweetest voice she could muster, though it was laced with venom "you... should be on your knees begging for this opportunity. You don't get to call me names unless you've already paid. Get the picture?"

"Uh huh!..." whimpered the feline. He gasped in relief as his poor nethers were released.

"Good boy..." she cooed "now, bring the cash to the extra stalls in the basement. The door will be unlocked at 3:00. At 3:05 it will be locked again. Don't fuck this up." With that she turned and set off as the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch.

Later that day the jaguar was rushing down the halls at about 3:03 praying he made it in time. He threw open the basement door and he grinned and hurried down the stairs looking around. The basement room was rather dark and dingy but there was a sign on one of the stalls that read "Come on in." The jaguar didn't hesitate. He slipped into the stall and was glad to see that the plumbing had been removed leaving plenty of room. There was a hole in the wall with a slide of some kind blocking the other end.

"Ummmm Hello?" he called "you in there?"

"Can't you read?" the wolfess replied "put the money in the slot lets get this over with!"

The jaguar looked around and found the small slit off to the side and slid the cash through, a nice stack of 20's fresh out of the ATM. The sound of paper sliding on paper signaled the wolfess counting it all off, humming happily to herself.

"Alright, we're good" she cooed "I'm all warmed up in both so pick one and go nuts. But don't take too long I've got things to do." With that the slide covering the other end of the hole lifted up and the jaguar got his first look at a gorgeous glistening pink cunt and tight little tailhole nestled among the soft plush black fur covered cheeks of a gorgeous ass.

"No way..." he breathed out, staring in disbelief at the offering before him.

"Hey! You gonna fuck me or what?!" the wolfess called.

"Right sorry! Hell yea I'm gonna fuck you" he growled. He yanked open his jeans and fished out his prick. He couldn't decide which hole to fuck first so he just closed his eyes and thrust in, shuddering as a tight ring wrapped around his tip and then drew in his shaft.

"Mnnnn you're a dirty boy aren't you?" the wolfess called with a groan "that's it honey... fuck my ass!"

The jaguar didn't need telling twice. He immediately started humping away into the gloryhole and the tight little ass beyond, moaning in wild abandon. The wolfess joined him, moaning and whimpering whenever he took a particular hard thrust. Of course... she wasn't really paying all that much attention. She was too busy beating up the Pokemon Go gym that was located at their school. Even as the jaguar switched holes she barely noticed. Though... she may have if he had been actually fucking her.

"I... I'm gonna cum!" the feline whimpered suddenly, yanking the wolfess out of her distraction.

"Yes! Yes me too! Give it tome give it all to me!" she called as she finished claiming the gym. She muttered quietly to herself as the jaguar groaned his way through his orgasm "damn right. Take that team fuckface..." She glanced over at the fake ass sex toy with twin fleshlight sleeves installed and waited until she saw the jaguar pull out before she cooed "Mmnnnn yea that was nice..." She could hear him panting on the other side and called "I'll give you seconds for another 5..."

"M...Maybe another time I..." he started to say when she suddenly closed the slot.

"Alright then get out" she called "If you don't want it I'll find someone who does. Besides I don't leave while you're still in here. I'm not stupid..." The jaguar blinked and his ears drew back but he stuffed himself back in his jeans and slipped out of the stall and out of the basement. The wolfess blinked as she got a text on her "work" phone.

'Hey babe... GF is being cold. You free?'

She smirked and shot right back 'how fast can you get to the basement?'

'Be there in 30?'

'You've got 20, you know the rate'

'See you soon, keep that ass warm for me baby'

She almost laughed at the last one and looked down at her toy. It was a rather ingenious contraption. She had spent quite a bit on ballistics gel and made a mold of her own ass, special sculpting it to fit the fleshlights inside. She covered it in a black fur layer to make it completely real, modeled the fleshlights to fit right where they needed to and attached a tail. She then put the whole thing in a simple metal frame that she could magnet-mount to the wall of the stall, right in perfect position. She couldn't believe how easy it all was... all she had to do was run a hose through each toy when they were done and apply lube before hand. She wasn't really lying though. They were fucking her pussy and her ass... they DID belong to her... they just weren't attached to her.

She sometimes felt bad if the guy was actually pretty sweet but... she comforted herself with the growing stockpile of cash she kept hidden under the floor beneath her bed. She'd just have to find a way to live with herself...

The Power We Wield

"Welcome welcome! We're so glad you could join us today." It was a typical business welcome provided by a pretty standard looking wolf in a suit. She was a little unsure about this whole idea but at the same time the thought thrilled her. The level of control they were saying you could have in this game was incredible! Plus who wouldn't want to play that third party viewer?

"We'll be starting the trial shortly but first we have a few announcements to make. I wouldn't necessarily call them rules but... Try to stay within the guidelines" the wolf continued "First. Don't break the fourth wall. You can come up with whatever reasoning you want to give your character for who you are and how or why you have the information you'll be providing them. But do NOT tell them the truth. The AI in these simulations is extremely advanced but you'll likely just end up breaking it if you try to tell them they're not real. Remember though, whatever reasoning you come up with can effect whether or not your character continues to believe you and accept your assistance, which can effect how long they stay alive."

Wow... that's some pretty heavy stuff. She figured they would have some basic control commands like 'press A to make character hide here' or something like that but... this was intense! They actually had to manage their character's psychological profile too which meant earning and maintaining trust. One false move and you could screw yourself right out of the prize money. And twenty five grand was nothing to joke about either.

"Secondly" the wolf continued "please keep in mind that there will be other players guiding their own characters through the simulation. This also means that one of them... will be our villain. The last survivor is the one who gets the money. This can NOT happen simply by killing off every other player in the simulation. The villain will be given all they need to pick off the survivors one at a time until only one remains. If your character is the last one left you'll be given one final task to complete. If you succeed without your character's demise, you win!"

The wolf droned on about more of the specifics, giving examples and showing sample footage. It looked pretty damn real which in and of itself was an amazing accomplishment. There were cameras set up all over the place and every character would have a helmet cam installed with both front and rear views. Each station could monitor two views at once. There would be bonuses to unlock extra monitors, body armor, all kinds of perks. It seemed like it was going to be a pretty interesting game. Finally they were placed into their stations, completely isolated from one another. The screens loaded up and they were given their first looks at their characters. Her's? First look screamed 'he dies a virgin'.

She found herself watching a short jackal with glasses shuffling about a room among the other characters. It was rather odd. They had a pretty mixed bunch. Some male, some female. This little guy had blue fur and looked he was pulled out of cubicle number 742-B from some accounting firm. She didn't want to doubt her character so she tried to stay positive. Maybe she could play him as intelligent? Crafty even? At least he could fit into small spaces! They were given the order to go ahead and introduce themselves if they wished and the game began. She hesitated and then typed into her console "Okay I don't have time to explain. All you need to know is that I can see around the house and someone in there is going to try to hurt or kill everyone. It's my job to keep you alive. I can see what you see and more importantly I can see behind you thanks to your helmet. I will do everything I can to guide you to safety okay?"

She watched as the little blue jackal seemed to be reading something displayed right in front of his glasses... part of the helmet she supposed. Then finally he looked around, spinning a little bit and staring at the other characters looking rather terrified. Okay maybe warning him about the killer wasn't the best idea. She chewed her lip and then typed "there's more rooms upstairs, they all look like they're empty right now. Go there, just ignore everyone else." Again the letters appeared along the helmet visor and the jackal nodded after a moment and headed for the stairs. She kept one screen on his rear cam and cycled through the others on the other screen. Then she heard a scream and his rear cam whirled around. She shifted back to the main room. Everyone was running away and already one of the males was down, a rather large knife having been stuck between his ribs. The killer vanished off camera a moment later... clearly they had blind spots and special access... would be too easy otherwise.

"Keep going upstairs!" she typed quickly "he got one already. He's still downstairs, has t be unless there's another staircase." The jackal whirled around and then scrambled up the stairs but stumbled as a female rushed past him, knocking him into the wall. She bolted for the room she had hoped he would go to and shut herself in. "Bitch..." she muttered to herself. Oh well, he could just pick another one. He seemed frozen though so she finally typed out to him "pick another room for now just... try to stay away from the others." His visor lit up and he still seemed stuck there for a moment before he hurried off into another bedroom and ducked inside. She switched back and forth between the camera feed in the room and out in the hall. She wasn't going to lose, she needed the cash.

It seemed like things were going okay until there was an announcement just a few minutes later. "Attention players" the wolf's voice came over the speakers "there are tags in the kitchen. The blue tags mean you're safe. The green tags mean you lose audio for 10 minutes. The black tags mean you lose video feed for 5. Be advised. There are limited blue and green tags, so I'd hurry. Oh, and your characters don't know any of this. Go."

"Go to the kitchen NOW!" she typed and sent and immediately followed it up "If there is a blue tag grab it, if not, grab a green tag. Do NOT grab a black tag unless you have to!" She chewed her lip, switching to the kitchen cam and trying to search for the tags. She cursed as she saw a few people already charging into the kitchen. They scrambled for a wall that had the colored tags on it and within moments all the blues were gone. She cursed and sent an update "blues are gone go for a green QUICK!"

She was relieved when she saw him burst into the kitchen only to be nearly knocked to the ground by one of the males with a blue tag as he left. God this poor jackal... it was like they picked the nerd out of high school and threw him in a horror film. Maybe she could help him be the exception to the rule. He scrambled back up and managed to get a green tag and then rushed out of the room. The others ran in for black tags but one girl was left with nothing. She scrambled along the wall trying to find another tag... and then she saw him. The killer came out of the pantry with his knife at the ready. The jackal was just outside in the hall. She could have him warn the girl but... the girl was competition right? She couldn't help it she felt... compelled to fight against the killer any way she could.

"He's in the kitchen, there's still a girl in there yell! TELL HER!" She watched as the jackal screamed out that he was in the kitchen but suddenly her audio cut off. The girl whirled around and saw the killer but it was too late. He lunged at her, grabbing her around the waist. She screamed and thrashed and tried to break free but he was too strong... he buried the blade into her stomach and twisted it. The jackal was stuck in the hallway... frozen in fear... shaking like a leaf as he stared at the kitchen door.

"Upstairs again. RUN NOW!" she typed furiously and the jackal bolted back upstairs. He ducked into a bedroom and retreated to a corner quickly. Downstairs the killer finished with the girl and then disappeared off camera view again. She cursed... they weren't playing games with this. And now she was without audio for 10 minutes! At least she still had her video feeds. She could feel her heart pounding now as she cycled through the camera feeds. She finally just settled on the jackal's room. With his back to a corner she switched the other feed to the hall to just... keep an eye on him. They both could use some rest...

It was a few minutes later though that she saw him look over at the wall next to him and then clamp his paws over his ears suddenly and start rocking back and forth. She was confused. "Hey what's wrong?..." she sent and then realized he had no way to communicate back. She could tell something was bothering him though. And as the minutes went on it didn't get any better. She had been watching the hallway and the jackal's room but hadn't seen anything. What had him so spooked?

"I can see but I can't hear... can you point to what's bothering you?" she asked. After several moments the jackal just finally pointed towards one wall. It was just a wall... there was nothing... Then she remembered she had no audio. She took the hallway feed and cycled through to the other rooms. Empty... empty... guy holding a chair near the main door... not a bad idea actually. Girl huddled up in a bathroom and then...

She audibly gasped in shock and covered her maw at what she saw. Two of the characters. One was a big burly rhino... the other a petite little lynx girl. The rhino had the lynx girl tied up on the bed... his body rocking against her's as he raped her. She didn't need the audio to know what kind of sobs and screams the girl was making. She could see her visor lighting up frantically... the rhino's too... just a few times though. She realized the rhino had a blue tag... the lynx... a black. Her player couldn't see any of this, but they could hear. She finally tore her eyes from the image and looked back at the jackal "it's okay, it's going to be okay just... just hang in there." She sent and winced as she looked back at the screen. She switched the feed, she didn't want to see that any more and any moment the audio was going to come on again any moment... she didn't want to hear it, didn't want to know what kind of sounds they had cooked up for something like this. She didn't understand it! Was one of the players asking the rhino to do this? For some sick deranged kick? She cycled back to the hallway feed and nearly screamed again.

The killer was right outside the jackal's room. She didn't even hesitate and typed "in the closet! NOW!" The jackal stiffened and scooted back into the closet, shutting the door quickly. A moment later she saw the killer enter the room slowly... garbed in back. They looked around, still holding a knife dripping with blood. She let herself get distracted and now she had no way out for her character. He was going to die... she was going to lose!

"Don't... breathe..." she typed out to him and watched. The killer moved slowly closer to the closet... looking around... when he suddenly looked up towards the wall. She bit her lip but kept one feed on the jackal's room and changed the other to the other room. The rhino... was seemingly finishing up with the lynx. She winced as the audio cut back on and she could hear him grunting and groaning. He eased back and fixed his pants. She couldn't believe this was actually part of the game. She watched the killer... he could hear the girl sobbing... and hear the rhino moving around. He turned back and left the jackal's room, heading down the hall silently. She followed him with the cameras... completely losing sight of the jackal for the first time since they started.

The rhino was heading for the hall... and the killer was waiting. She could make the jackal call out to him and warn him... but she find herself not wanting to. This time... she just watched... she wouldn't risk the jackal for this ass hole. He stepped out into the hall and the killer gutted him from groin to throat... and then was gone... she switched back to the jackal's room. The closet door was still closed. She relaxed some but then she heard a bed groaning. She checked the other feed and went to the room the lynx was in. She got up... stumbling off the bed... she moved to the window... maybe she was just recovering with some fresh air. She had to admit... the AI was creepily realistic with her reaction. Even the graphics were pretty intense and...

...And then she jumped...

The lynx girl opened the window and jumped out. She didn't even scream as she flew to the ground below... she didn't even try to land nicely... she went down head first... and then she was gone. That... that couldn't have been part of the game... Could it? This was demented! She didn't understand... were they just trying to mess with her? She looked back at the jackal's room and found the closet door still shut. Finally she typed out to her screen "it's going to be okay. Just a few more... if you're the last one alive we'll be alright. You'll make it I promise."

Still... something about this was starting to not sit right. She started cycling through the feeds to get back to his rear-view and froze when she found it. He wasn't in the closet... he was in the office. Why?! She cycled through to find the right view and found him at the desk, writing on a piece of paper. She changed to his front view and found tears splashing on the page.

'What is going on? Why is this happening to us?!' he had written out and seemed to be waiting. How did she answer? They told them not to break the fourth wall. But this had to be part of the psychological aspect of the game... how to fix him so he wouldn't think about it right?

"I don't know" she finally answered "what I do know is that I'm going to do everything in my power to keep you safe."

'And how do I know you're not just part of it?' he replied back 'who are you? What's your name?'

Did the AI really just ask for her name? It was weird... to be having a conversation like this. But... she wanted to immerse herself in the situation so she answered "Sarah... my name is Sarah. What's your's?"

'Sirius' he wrote out shakily 'Sarah where are you? What's going on? Can you get me out of here?' He asked. This was very strange. Why would they bother asking if they could leave?... She was starting to get a chill down her spine.

"I don't think so. Sirius... do you have a last name?" she asked, biting her lip sharply.

'Of course, it's McKinsley.' He wrote out, his hand trembling 'Sarah please. Tell me what's going on. Why are we being killed like this?'

She didn't understand. He was so fixed on why. I mean sure it made for great immersion but... After a moment she replied "I don't know. I'm sorry Sirius I just know that... I need to keep you safe."

'Why? You don't know me, you don't even know who I am' he replied 'I have no idea who you are or if I can trust you. I just know that someone is in here killing us and I...' he paused, biting his lip and then finally wrote 'I don't want to die Sarah. I don't even know if you're real.'

She would've laughed if it were any other situation. He didn't know if SHE was real? Ha that was... wait... Finally she wrote back "Sirius... are you real?"

He blinked and seemed confused by the question and wrote out 'of course I'm real! What do you think this is some kind of game?!'

She blinked and she almost chuckled but that same chill ran down her spine. She pulled out her phone and she hesitated and then grabbed her phone. She pulled up facebook and searched his name... and it pulled up. A cute little blue jackal.... Started his account years ago... student at MIT. This... this was getting way too real... She started to tremble and then typed out "Sirius we were told that this was a game... an AI simulation that we're supposed to play. That you're... a character in a game."

He stared at his visor... shaking furiously and then finally wrote out 'I'm real... we're all real... including whoever was in that other room... whoever...' he stopped again, unable to finish it. And then it hit her like a truck. The rhino was real, the lynx had been real... they were all real... What if they really were people? What if they were watching some house somewhere? With real people and a real... psycho killer. She shook horribly as the weight of what could... likely was actually happening hit her.

'Are you still watching out for me Sarah?...' he wrote out. It took her a moment to realize it but she quickly checked the other camera feeds and her eyes widened.

"Get under the desk he's outside the door!" she typed quickly as she saw the dark figure right outside the office... this was real... this jackal's life... was in her hands...

Trouble in Paradise

Flesh sliding in and out of flesh. Grunts of determination and concentration. Moans of girlish pleasure as fluids squelched again and again in a steady rhythm. Sweat beading on brows. Nerves firing in intense sensations of pleasure. Two figures interlocked in one of the most intimate of actions. Passionate sounds of pure bliss rolling out of the lovely little snow leopard as she was bounced back and forth on the stallion's lap. She could only take a little over half his shaft before he bottomed out. She certainly seemed like it was the greatest she'd ever had. But then again... that was her job.

The cameramen shifted around again and again to get different angles, one even slipping between the stallion's legs to get that lovely underneath shot of the action. The stallion ignored them as he always did and just focused on making it look good though the little feline did most of the "show" part of the work.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" she repeated over and over again as she arched her back, tossing her hair up out of her face.

"Ease up on the fucks" a raspy voice grunted from nearby "mix it up Holly." The director... if you could call him that. The stench of his cigarettes had soaked into literally everything in the room over the years. He was an old fat fuck of a badger who got paid to watch other people fuck and tell them how to do it. The swell of his gut could almost always be seen from under his shirt. A stain or two from bear or sweat could be found on literally everything he wore if you looked hard enough, not that you wanted to.

"Mnnnn yea... oh yea!" the feline started chanting in that same over-eager voice, so creative. The stallion would've been enjoying himself if this was at least GOOD porn but this was pathetic. Still... it paid the bills. He was just waiting for the signal. Every now and then he would get a job that he actually enjoyed and knew the product would be good but lately it was just the same old shit. Maybe he was just getting too old. 10 years ago he was a hot young stud with a massive prick that could cum like a fire hose. Now he was an older, still sorta hot stud who still had a massive prick and could cum like a fire hose but... he'd lost that young study teenage heart throb appearance.

"Alright time for the finale" the raspy voice grunted. The stallion sighed inwardly but he knew what to do. He pulled free of the little feline with a wet pop and then grasped that meaty prick and aimed it up a little higher. Right on cue she started to protest.

"Wh... what?" she mewled "no wait wait! It won't FIIIAHHH!" she screamed out as he pushed right on into her ass. She squirmed and thrashed, reaching back and pushing at his stomach, a feigned attempt to stop him from invading her ass with his thick flesh. She whimpered and cried softly as he went deeper and deeper and he even heard her whisper "oh shit" so the camera wouldn't hear. Typical... every girl thought she was tough stuff and when the offer came in they thought it'd be easy. Now he still had a few inches to go and this pussy was struggling already.

He decided to give her a break and pull back nice and slow before sliding back in a little deeper. She gathered herself up again and started up the show. Mewling, crying softly, asking him to go slower and pushing against him, moaning about how big he was. It went on and on until his hips were slapping her ass and her whimpers and cries turned back into moans of pleasure. He could feel she was still struggling but she was at least coping with it well. She was going to be sore, maybe even torn a little... such was the business. She must've really needed the cash.

They changed positions a few times and he could tell every time that this girl was really going to regret her decision of accepting this job. She was tense again every time she had to move and finally he was glad when the director called for the finish. He rolled her onto her side and let her tuck her legs up as he pumped himself in and out and then groaned his release. Contrary to popular belief... creampie orgasms in pornos are actually a giant cock tease for the men. You couldn't do what instinct told you to do and what felt good and bury your cock in to blow your load. No that didn't make for a good show. You had to pull out until just the tip was left and then bust so half of it leaked out and when you pulled out you could see that nice creamy white cum drooling out. Why? Because that's what people wanted to see. That's what made money. Even though it does look rather goofy when you have several inches of dick that was just buried into a nice ass now sticking out and being jerked off for a climax. Most people fapping away didn't notice.

So there it was. A nice creamy load drooling out of this feline girl's ass. She looked up at him and gave her final line as she slid her fingers into it "mmmnnn what a nice big load...."

"And cut!" the director called.

"Jesus FUCK!" the spotted female suddenly screamed. She rolled over and clutched at her ass and snarled "somebody get me a fucking cigarette and an ice pack! Marcus I am NOT working with this fucking LOG again!"

"Yea nice working with you too" the stallion muttered. He immediately wandered off set to a sink and washed himself up before he tugged on his jeans and a shirt. He marched right up to the badger, took his cash payment and was gone a moment later. Typical amateur bullshit.

He drove home to his penthouse apartment. He made good money. Shit he made hella good money. He could retire right now and live nicely if he found the right place in the right town but... the problem was finding stuff to do. He had tried more then once to get out of the business and just... live. But he couldn't get a job, not even at a McDonald's. Every time he tried to stay away he got bored, when he got bored he got depressed, lonely, and he got drawn right back in. It was all he knew, all he was good at. Well... that wasn't entirely true. But nobody wanted to hire a chef who's only experience was fucking on camera. There was also one other little... teeny... tiny barrier that he couldn't get past...

He was a high school drop out.

When he was 16 he was getting into a lot of trouble at school. His childhood was rough would be putting it mildly. So when he ended up in the right place at the right time (or the wrong place at the wrong time depending on how you look at it) and was offered several grand to get blown by and bust a nut all over a cheerleader's face while dressed as a football player. Well... what 16 year old guy would say no to that? After that it was just job after job. So with failing grades and no future in academics. He dropped out. He faked his age until he was actually 18 and then he just stayed in the business. Thanks to his genetic "blessing" he was sought after from an early age and made a name for himself. Life was good.

Now his 30th birthday was coming up. He was still pretty young but he had no idea what to do with himself. He had seen more drug parties then he'd care to admit and been with more women then he could actually count. Dating was impossible. The moment they found out what he did they were gone. Some tried to make it work but it always just... fell apart. And then there were the crazies. The crazies were the ones that wanted to date him as a pornstar, not as a person. They wanted wild raunchy crazy sex which would've been fine if they didn't make it feel like fucking work. Who the hell wants to come home from work and do more work?! It was fake, it was bullshit and he couldn't fucking stand it.

He needed to get out... needed to find a way to just... get away once and for all but that would mean getting his GED. And he was... well... he was an idiot. He could do math and he was okay at science but literally everything else... forget it. When you started asking him to memorize bullshit from history? You lost him. Ask him what continent a country is in? Forget it. Who the fuck cares? It was an embarrassment to him. Every fucking time he tried all he could feel was the judgement. He even tried to get tutored more then once... paid for help. And then they figured out who he was and it all went to shit.

He was standing in his apartment, staring at the meal he'd prepared on the table. Filet mignon with garlic butter, seasoned to perfection. Mashed potatoes with green beans and a delicious from-scratch gravy pooled in the center. All with a side of home made cinnamon applesauce and a fresh baked brownie for dessert. It was a meal you could easily pay $50 for at a fancy restaurant and not feel like you wasted a cent.

He stared at it... and then in one fell swoop... he hurled the plate across the room where it shattered against the wall. He trembled and just grabbed the bottle of wine off the table, ignoring the glass. He popped it open and left the apartment, chugging away. He wanted something more... he wanted his life to have meaning. If he could get work that was at least... good... meaningful... somewhat beautiful even... he wouldn't mind as much. He could at least go home being able to believe the lie that he helped create a beautiful work of art. But those days were gone. Now he was just and old fuck chugging at a wine bottle, trudging through the rain.

Life Is Short 1

"C'mon Sy keep up!" growled the red-haired panther hybrid. He vaulted over the edge of the next rooftop, scrambling to his feet as he took off again. He could hear his sister behind him, her breathes coming quicker and lighter then his own. She was about to overtake him when they reached the edge of that rooftop. He leaped and snapped his wings open, easily gliding to the next. She followed suit but her wings weren't as big, she dipped more and landed on a window sill a few floors down. He snickered as he heard her curse and kept running. He slid down the next roof and jumped down to another building only to yelp softly as she came flying out the window on his level. Instead of climbing over she'd run right through the damn building!

"Keep up Feu!" the little witch called, sticking her tongue out at him. He narrowed his eyes and took off again after her. Both wore dark clothes that made it easy to move across the rooftops under the new moon completely undetected. They had both done this a dozen times now, each time growing more and more bold as they sought their fortune... and their escape. Their goal was already in sight, the corner bell tower of the church at the far end of the city. It overlooked the road that passed by the city and headed on up to the harbor. Plenty of travelers... plenty of wagons... plenty... of targets.

Sy had paused on the edge of the last roof, judging the distance to the bell tower. Feugen smirked as he raced to catch up with his blue haired sibling. She didn't want to lose though so she ran and took the leap. She landed just barely on the very edge but her paws slipped. She flailed as she tried to catch her balance. Her wings spread but Feugen was right behind her. He landed right against her with his feet on either side of her's. The strong talons dug into the brick and held him steady as he pressed against her back with a soft growl.

"I win" she cooed, leaning back against him.

"Uhhh no, you were about to fall" he replied with a grin.

"Was not!" she frowned. He suddenly leaned back a few inches and she gave a surprised mewl. He smirked but caught them both. With a huff she hopped off the edge of the tower and inside, ducking under the bell. Feugen followed her quickly to the other side, gazing out at the road.

"Oh c'mon..." he purred, tugging down his mask "Not my fault I was born with better feet. You got those sexy scales after all."

"Yea but I like winning" she growled and glanced back at him, lowering her own mask. She smirked and licked her muzzle, growling softly "I like when you have to do what I say..."

Feugen grinned and stepped closer, nuzzling her cheek as he purred and slid his arms around her from behind. One hand didn't hesitate to slid up under her shirt. She shuddered as she felt the warmth of his paw brushing over and caressing the soft blue scales along her belly. His other paw descended slowly into her pants, without so much as undoing the button. A gasp escaped her lips and she reached down and tried to stop him. They couldn't... be distracted... they had a job to do... but his fingers found her pearl in an instant, making her knees quiver. He growled ever so softly to her ear "how about we call it a tie?" To accentuate the remark he swirled his fingertip slowly around that sensitive little nub and then plunged two fingers into her already slickening depths.

"Mnnnn" she purred "I think... I can... hah.... Live with that." She hated that he was so good at leaving her squirming, desiring more. Granted she knew exactly how to do the same to him. Her hand slid back and found the already growing bulge in the front of his pants, sculpting themselves around it and starting to steadily stroke up and down it's length. Her tail entwined with his and her pace matched his within moments. She didn't want to give him a rug burn though so after she felt he was rock hard she flicked the button to his pants undone, dipped the zipper down and freed that meaty crimson shaft.

"I'm glad you can... nnf... accept that... as a satisfactory.... Mnnn prize..." he cooed back. Once his shaft was free he stopped playing. He popped open her pants and shoved them down her hips, sliding them along the curve of her gorgeous ass until she caught them with practiced ease around her mid thigh with a simple shift of one foot. His other paw slid right up her shirt and encompassed one of those lush blue scaled breasts, making her gasp and push her chest out. His hands were always so warm! Her nipples perked in an instant and to her dismay he tweaked and teased them rather firmly. She loved it... but she hated that she loved it.

"F... Feu" she panted shakily "we... we have to... watch for... AHH!" She didn't get to finish her sentence. With a growl he bit down on her shoulder, making her whole body go rigid as a mini-orgasm quivered through her drooling cunt. She could feel him throbbing in her grasp, drooling from his swollen tip. Every ridge along the sides... every spine along the underside. She was all too familiar with every inch of this flesh. She knew that if she split her fingers and slowly caressed the undersides of his first ridges she could make him flex and swell... spilling precum into her palm. She knew if she suckled on the third spine from the top she could push him over the edge and watch him spray. She knew just how to make him squirm.

Their tails slowly entwined around one another as she arched against his fingers. He was no less familiar with her body either. He knew every place on her neck and shoulder to nip with his teeth that would send goosebumps shooting down her spine. He knew just where to curl his fingertips inside her and quiver them back and forth to leave her gasping and begging to cum. He could feel her walls trembling around his fingers as she soaked the insides of her thighs.

"F... Feu seriously we need... mnnnnNYAH!" she mewled as he slid his fingers free but caressed directly over her sensitive little nub. He pushed her forward, forcing her to release his shaft and catch herself on the ledge of the bell tower.

"Then watch..." he growled at her from behind. She realized she was looking right out at the road but a moment later she knew she wasn't going to be able to pay much attention. The fat tip of that shaft lined right up with her drooling cunny before he split her in two, driving in to the swell of his knot in one powerful thrust. If he hadn't clamped a paw over her maw she would've woken the whole block with her scream of pure bliss. He didn't hesitate either. He took a moment to enjoy the rhythmic squeezing of her cunt around his shaft before he drew his hips back and then plowed forward once more, forcing another moan from her covered maw. He fell immediately into a rough, furious pace. He knew they couldn't spend too much time distracted else they would miss their opportunity. Though this wouldn't be the first time the twin's affections got in the way of a job. Nor likely the last.

"Nnn F... Feu!" she managed to gasp out as he finally released her maw. His hand instead slid up under her shirt and clasped over her breast with a firm squeeze. Her words were shuddered by the pounding of his hips... she knew already she was going to have bruises. All she could think about was the feel of that swollen shaft pounding in and out of her, opening her, claiming her, touching her inner most precious flesh. The spines alone were driving her right for another quivering orgasm. With how stretched her cunt was her poor clit was being strummed like a violin every time he thrust into her. Every time he drew back the angle of them trailed like rapid tiny stroking fingers along her G-spot making her nearly wet herself with pure loss of control over her body. All she could do is hold on for dear life to the brick beneath her hands. Deep gouges were already being left by her claws as she beat her wings some against her back, squeezing his tail tightly in her own.

She could hear him growling behind her. The blissful contrast of the pain in her chest as his claws bit into her vulnerable smooth scales only heightened her pleasure even further. He was in the same heaven. Every time she squeezed him she could feel her cunny trying to draw in more of his shaft... pulling... begging for the creamy seed he held in the furry orbs slapping against her with every dominating thrust. The twins were locked in pure uninterrupted bliss. They knew it was against the law... they also knew there wasn't any real evidence that they were related. Everyone just assumed... but they'd been drawn to each other since they were first left on the orphanage doorstep.

Now she was hanging on for dear life as he gave her the pounding of the month. She could feel that thick knot starting to swell and shove against her lips, demanding entrance. She squirmed and panted, looking over her shoulder at him "F... Feu d... don't... kn... knot me... we... AHH!" she gave a cry as she came again, squeezing around him and driving him even harder. If he knotted her they'd be stuck and they could miss the wagon. She gripped the rail and tried to pull back but Feu... clearly had other ideas.

With a snarl he bit down on her scruff in a feline mating bite. Her eyes shot wide and then screwed shut as she yowled in pure carnal pleasure, cumming again within seconds. She couldn't even move... couldn't stop him... and the strain of his knot followed by the wet squelching 'pop!' told her he had decided not to listen. But as she felt him throbbing in her core and the heat of his seed flooding her depths she forgot very briefly why it mattered. She just squirmed in his grasp and moaned shamelessly beneath him, pushing her hips back against his to ensure not a single drop was missed.

Finally... after several moments of pure heaven he relaxed. He panted against the back of her neck, shuddering heavily as she squirmed, feeling his sinful cum churning inside her. She glanced back over her shoulder to see the glazed look in his eye and snickered softly "I hope you enjoyed yourself you ass."

"Ohhhh yes" he replied with a smirk.

"And just what do you propose we do if the wagon rolls up?" she growled.

"There will be more wagons" he replied, licking her cheek.

"Oh no" she growled "Feu we've been after this for two months. I am not letting this one go to waste because you couldn't contain yourself!"

"You sure about that?" he asked, arching a brow.

"Yes!"

"Are you really really sure?"

"Why are you being stupid?!"

He grinned and nosed her to look forward again and growled "because you were supposed to be watching and now it's already almost across the bridge..."

She looked up and her eyes widened. FUCK! He was right! "Let's go!" she yelped and tried to move but she whimpered as she felt that fat knot tugging at her insides.

"Easy!" he said "look we're not going anywhere until this thing goes down. You might as well accept it." He crossed his arms with a huff and just looked at her.

She glared back at him and then narrowed her eyes "I want... my gold..." He blinked some and tilted his head.

"What are you... hey!..." he yelped some. She grabbed his water bottle and bent over in front of him. "Seriously what are you doing?" he asked curiously. She seemed to be bending over further and further.

"Fixing the problem" she growled back to him. He felt something brush under his sac and he blinked.

"Oh sh... Sy don't you* FUCK!" he yelped loudly as she squeezed the cold water bottle hard. Ice chilled water gushed out right against the back of his sac and puckered ass, making him freeze and squirm. The cold combined with the immense discomfort was enough to kill ANY boner. His knot deflated almost instantly and she fell off with a pop and a yelp. She had been bent a little far forward and wound up rolling over onto her back. He glared down at her but yanked up his pants growling "well don't just stand there! We got work to do!" and with that he dove off the tower, snapping open his wings and gliding down towards the wagon.

"You little... FEU!" she snarled, stumbling up some. She yanked on her own pants, ignoring the mess that it would make. If they did this job she could buy new pants and then some. She dove right after him, snapping her wings open and soaring out silently. She would get him back for this... and then he'd get her... and so on... and so on... because no matter what. No matter who says it's wrong, no matter what obstacles got in their way... they'd have each other. When you want something, go for it. If it makes you happy and makes those you care about happy, go for it. And don't let anyone stop you.

Because life is too short.

Life is Short 2

Her heart was already racing and the woman hadn't even walked into her store yet. The little chocolate vixen was busying herself with a stack of T-shirts that she had messed and was now re-folding for the 3rd time. Outside the little clothing shop at the mall was a wolfess. She had black fur, sleek black hair, and Amber highlights, matching her eyes. One ear was torn, giving it just a hint of character. It made her want to know the story behind it. Her top was a black belly shirt with a bloody pentagram on the front. She wore black leather pants down below that hugged her delicious looking hips. She knew though... the little vixen knew... those pants hid a secret.

She kept her head down but followed the wolfess' movements as she slipped into the store and started browsing. She headed right for the intimates section, looking at panties... thongs... bras... she seemed like the type who would pamper herself in secret. Terra couldn't help it... she wondered. Ever since the first time she accidentally got a peek of the wolfess in the changing room she'd wanted to know more... see... more....

The wolfess plucked up a rather sexy black lace bra and looked it over before grabbing a matching pair of panties in boy short style. She glanced around and then headed for the fitting rooms and slipped inside, drawing the curtain closed. It was an older store so it wasn't the best but the wolfess didn't seem to mind. She didn't hesitate to start stripping down. By the time the vixen managed to sneak over and peek in through the crack of the curtain the woman had already slid the new bra on and was trying it out. Her hands slid up along her sides, gliding over her soft silky fur... cupping her full lush breasts and adjusting them some before letting them settle. She looked gorgeous... her back was to the vixen but she could see in the reflection. And better yet... she could see the wolfess smiling.

Finally... she seemed satisfied with the bra and moved on. With smooth skilled paws she undid the button to her leather pants and carefully slid them down her hips, easing forward some. The vixen got a good look at that gorgeous ass, especially since she'd gone for a thong today, bright blue... rather cute and different. Terra flushed and squirmed some, biting her lip and watched the wolfess hook her thumbs into her thong and slowly ease it down. She watched the silk caress the soft black fur of her thighs... dipping all the way down until it could simply fall to the floor at her feet. She looked back up and for a moment... she glimpsed it... the heavy full sac nestled between her thighs. She almost whined when the wolfess straightened back up and her tail blocked her view once more... but there it was... in the reflection. This wolfess had a nice fat sheath that Terra knew for a fact... hid a nice... fat... cock.

Terra had peeped on this particular wolfess more then once. Ever since she realized she was a shemale she couldn't resist. She was beautiful... absolutely beautiful. The way she carried herself made the little vixen envious. She wanted to be confident, wanted to be bold and feisty... wanted to be able to say what she wanted, when she wanted, and not feel ashamed. But... she was a 19 year old that looked 14 and that wasn't going to change any time soon. She was ashamed of her breasts and often got picked on for them all through high school. Now she was staring at a woman who was everything she wanted to be... well she didn't necessarily want to have a cock but. She wanted the bravery to have one and not seem to care. She just watched her as she bent down and slid the lacey shorts up nice and slow. They slid around the bulge of her sheath perfectly and nestled it from sight.

The wolfess smiled and turned this way and that, admiring how it looked on her. Terra just watched, feeling herself jealous in a way and attracted in many... many others. After what seemed like forever... when she could feel that sense she was about to get caught and only seconds away from turning and getting back to work... the wolfess suddenly spoke.

"What do you think?" she said, still looking at herself in the mirror. Terra's breathe hitched and she froze... staring and trembling. The wolfess then looked right at her in the reflection and grinned "what's the matter?..." she cooed and turned to face her "cat got your tongue?"

Her entire face burned with shame and embarrassment. She was going to be fired... she just knew it. Finally she started to stammer out "M... Ma'am I... I am so... I..."

"Come here..." the wolfess suddenly said. The vixen couldn't help herself... she obeyed. She slipped into the changing room slowly, pulling the curtain closed behind her. "Good" she cooed softly "now... feel my breasts. I want you to tell me if they feel nice in this bra or not."

"Wh... what?..." she breathed out "ma'am I..."

"Ah ah... no more Ma'ams..." she said firmly "Call me Iris... or Mistress."

Mistress?... Terra thought in her head. That sounded... incredible. She couldn't look away. She literally couldn't. She was so short she had to actually reach up a little to reach the taller woman's breasts. Her hands slid with a trembling touch right over the lace fabric. She hesitated but then gave the heavy full mounds a very gentle squeeze.

"Well?" Iris asked after a few moments.

"Well what?" Terra blurted out before she could stop herself.

"How do they feel?" Iris giggled softly.

"Oh!" Terra yelped and dropped her hands away "they... they're very nice M... Ma... Mistress..."

"Good... I'm glad" Iris said with a grin "tell me sweetheart... You've been spying on me two or three times a week for over a month now. How come you've never said anything?"

HOLY SHIT!... Terra thought. She knew this entire TIME?! She was dead. There was no way she wasn't going to be fired. She was totally screwed....

Fuck it... she thought to herself. She took a breath and then said "I was nervous. You're gorgeous, you're a customer, you're... strong. I just... didn't think you'd give me a second glance."

"Oh sweetie..." Iris said gently. She lifted a hand and cupped the little cocoa vixen's cheek, saying in a soft... warm... inviting tone "life's too short to be worried about such things. If you want something, go for it. What's the worst that could happen? You aren't getting it by just longing for it anyway..."

"I could get fired..." Terra murmured, looking down and away "probably still going to..."

"From a Macy's knockoff?" Iris giggled softly.

Touche... Terra thought. She looked up at the taller woman and said "you're not... mad then?"

"Mnnnn a little cutie like you spying on little old me?" Iris crooned "I love the attention. The question is... what do you want? I know you want to do more then look..."

Terra flushed hotly and glanced away. She hated that this wolfess seemed to know everything. She fidgeted some and after a time she finally looked down and whispered "I want to be like you... I want to be bold... I want to be able to just go after what I want and not worry about the consequences."

"And if you were bold..." Iris whispered, touching her cheek and lifting her gaze again. She leaned down slowly, her lips inches away, watching her with those piercing amber eyes. "What would you go after? What would you do if you merely wanted to live for the experiences of living? And not worry about what people thought?..."

Terra stared at her, trembling... for a long moment. What would she do? What would she go after... she knew already but she was afraid... so very afraid to admit it. From the moment she saw this woman she had wondered what it would be like... what it would feel like... it was a thought she couldn't get out of her head. It had plagued her late night shameful laptop internet searches. It had flooded her fantasies with this newfound obsession and imagination. Even her private sketchbook had been corrupted by this single itching desire to know. She looked up at the wolfess... and she knew she couldn't tell her. The words wanted to come up but they died on her tongue. She just... couldn't bring herself to say it.

But she could show her...

With trembling lips she leaned up suddenly and kissed the beautiful wolf before her. Her hands shot to her cheeks and held her, holding her into the kiss, not wanting her to pull away. To her surprise... Iris didn't. She pressed closer, her lips parting and her amber tongue entwining with the vixen's. Terra let out a surprised sound but her eyes slowly closed and she melted into the passionate kiss. Iris tasted like... some kind of spice. She had no idea what it was called but she tasted like she came from some far away exotic place. She didn't even notice that Iris was unhooking her bra and freeing those gorgeous full breasts. They pressed against the vixen and she nearly fell to the floor. They were so heavy, yet somehow still kept a nice curved shape.

She couldn't take it any longer. She finally pulled back from the kiss, whispering in a trembling voice "P... Please Mistress... C... Can we..." But Iris cut her off.

"You're overdressed..." she cooed and leaned down, licking her neck and whispering to her ear "let me help you with that..."

Terra trembled as she felt those soft hands slide up under her shirt, pushing it up bit by bit. It was just a stupid store polo with her nametag. She lifted her arms and let it slide right off, leaving her in just her khakis. She never war a bra, her breasts were too small to bother. Iris didn't seem to mind though. The moment the vixen's shirt was off those hands made quick work of her belt and button to her khakis and a moment later she was only in her cute white lace panties. She realized just how far this was going and truly started to shake... starting to feel uncertain.

"It's alright..." Iris whispered softly down to her. She felt one hand settle on the back of her head and started to shake even more. Was she going to push her down and make her... oh... maybe not... She did guide her... but not down... up... to those big full breasts. Terra flushed and looked up at her with uncertain blue eyes but Iris just smiled, petting her tenderly and whispered "nurse..." Terra blinked and looked confused at first. She couldn't really mean... but when Iris guided her muzzle right to one of those Amber nipples and felt the hard nub of flesh brush over her lips... she couldn't resist. Her tail wagged and she latched to that nipple and suckled... but she wasn't expecting to actually get anything.

What filled her maw was a rich warm milk that rolled over her tongue. It was sweet... delicious even. She couldn't stop the soft whimper that escaped her throat as she suckled for more. Tiny cocoa hands reached up and seized those big full breasts, kneading them gently to help her suckle even easier. She heard Iris gasp and peeked her eyes open to see the wolfess flushing and squirming some... clearly enjoying herself. Her tail wagged even faster and she suckled harder, even nipping at the hard flesh of her nipple teasingly. That earned an extra hard gasp and a soft moan from the wolfess. Terra smirked some until she felt Iris grasp at her adorable rear and actually lift her clear off the ground like she weighed nothing. She flushed hotly... her legs guided to wrap around the wolfess' waist.

Then she felt it. She paused in her suckling as she felt the hot tip of flesh brush over her soft netherlips through the very thin fabric of her underwear. It suddenly felt... so big... so thick. The vixen could feel wetness growing in the front of that lacey undergarment but had no idea if it was from her or the drooling cock rubbing against her. She wanted to... she wanted to so badly. With a soft pop she pulled off of the offered nipple and looked up at her.

"Please..." she whispered "I want this... for me... I... I want you and I don't want to be ashamed. Teach me how to be strong."

Iris just smiled and then licked her lips and cooed "I'll teach you. But first, you have to let me in."

Terra flushed deeper and then reached down, tugging her panties to the side and exposing the drooling lips of her cunt. She couldn't believe how wet she'd gotten already. A shudder rolled up her spine as she felt the hot flesh of the wolfess' cock brush against her lips... and then slowly spread them open. She whimpered and tensed as the tip eased past her entrance and started to push into her. She wasn't a virgin but... she was barely 4 feet tall. She was tiny... and being tiny... she was tight.

Iris groaned softly, leaning back against the wall of the changing room as she eased the little trembling vixen down upon her shaft. She had been wondering what it would feel like to get this little cutie in her lap and her fantasies paled in comparison to reality. Though... she wasn't the only one.

Terra was a whimpering squirming ball of mess. She clutched the wolfess again and again, her muzzle waving back and forth with soft whimpering cries as she was stretched so wide and yet filled so much by the Amber shaft invading her pussy. She couldn't believe how intense it felt! She was just starting to wonder if she'd be able to take any more when she felt Iris' tip bump into something inside her that made her yelp and whimper softly.

"You okay?" Iris whispered gently. Terra could hear her the strain in her voice as she held back.

"Y... Yes" the little vixen replied "don't stop. Please don't stop."

Iris just smiled and then slowly eased off the wall. Instead she turned around and pressed the vixen's back to it, bracing her there. Terra's eyes widened as she was treated to the mirrored image. The wolfess' gorgeous ass flexed back, relaxing some as she eased her cock almost free and then suddenly bucked and thrust back in, making Terra yelp softly. Iris quickly fell into a steady rhythm and it was all the poor vixen could do to hold on as her cunny was properly plundered by the larger woman. She could see her back and ass flexing again and again, watching her own toes curl in beautiful undeniable bliss. She flushed furiously and looked away from the image. She couldn't believe she was doing this. This woman was a stranger! But dammit it felt so good and she... she wanted to not care.

Iris certainly didn't. She had never been ashamed, no matter how many people told her she should be. She loved pleasure of the flesh and she wasn't afraid to show it. This little vixen though... she was something special. She could tell there was a lot bottled up inside, afraid to be let out, to be judged. Iris wanted to unleash it. The way he took to nursing from her without hesitation the wolfess just KNEW there was more buried beneath the doubt and worry. Every time she thrust into her willing form she felt those walls crumbling just a little more. She could feel her tip bumping the vixen's cervix with every thrust as her knot kissed her soft tender lips.

"You're... really... tight..." Iris groaned out above the vixen's head, her words broken up by the intensity of her pounding hips.

"Y... you're... really... big..." Terra replied, unable to keep the quivering whine from her voice. She bit her lip so hard it bled, afraid she might make too much noise.

"Don't... hold it in..." Iris panted, intentionally pounding her even harder.

"F... Fired..." was all Terra could muster in response.

"I'll give you... a job..." Iris growled, moaning shamelessly as her knot started to stretch the vixen's lips even wider. "Moan... scream... make... make sure... they know..." she snarled.

Terra was shaking. She wanted to... so badly she wanted her stuck up store manager to know she was getting fucked in a dressing room. She wanted her to know and wanted to not care. She refused to care. This job was meaningless. What had meaning... what she would remember for years and years to come... for the rest of her life. Was this experience. Living a fantasy with a powerful woman she idolized. She released her lip and suddenly threw her had back and cried out as she started to cum.

"Iris!... Iris!" she yelped with a long whine "M... Mistress I'm cumming!"

Iris answered with a growl and just started humping harder and faster, demanding entrance with her knot. Her own pleasure was rising steadily and the squeezing milking sensation of the vixen's cunt were proving to be too much. Finally... with a few extra hard thrusts... her knot popped it's way in and she screamed her own bliss loud enough for everyone in the store to hear.

Terra's eyes shot wide open as she felt the scalding ropes of cum rapidly pouring out of the wolfess' cock. She had wondered but hadn't actually expected it. She had wondered if it was just for show. And now she was feeling rope after rope of hot seed filling her up in rapid spurts. She buried her face against the wolfess' neck and just whined and whimpered again and again. She felt herself so sensitive... every quiver... every pulse of Iris' cock was like a mini-orgasm shuddering through the vixen. She clutched her as tightly as she could... afraid to let her go. Afraid she could somehow vanish into thin air and leave her in her boring... trapped existence.

Finally Iris seemed to die down from her orgasm. She watched the vixen and smiled tenderly, licking her cheek. "How do you feel?..." she whispered softly.

Terra trembled. Trying to sort out herself. How did she feel? She felt exhausted... but that was a given. She felt... good... satisfied... Another given. How did she feel about herself right now? She had just been caught spying on an exotic customer and proceeded to have sex with them while on the clock in a store dressing room. She should feel ashamed... humiliated... like she was an awful person. But as she looked up into those beautiful Amber eyes she couldn't help herself. She smiled, blushing and whispered "I... I want more..."

"...Mistress..."

Life is Short 3

"Wooo yea girl take it off!"

The little blue furred jackal nearly jumped out of his skin as a large burly grizzly bear hollered to one of the many girls talking and gathering around the pool. The poor canine followed the bear's gaze and found a rather cute arctic vixen undoing the tie to her bikini top. She winked at the bear and promptly jumped into the pool with a yelp and a giggle before tossing her top out to the side. The water was up high enough but the bear cheered all the same while the jackal flushed hotly and looked away.

'They're just tits Sirius' he thought bitterly to himself 'you love tits so why can't you look and just enjoy it?' He knew why, it was already creeping up on him. He squirmed some and grabbed a glass of punch and then moved away from the table. Like most of the males at the pool party he wore a pair of swim trunks. Unlike the rest of them though he was still wearing his t-shirt, feeling rather uncomfortable being around so many people. He was just starting to wonder why he even agreed to come when the reason walked right past him.

Long... beautiful legs strode past him with an elegance and grace fitting a queen. Or at least... he thought so. Hips accented by a royal blue bikini bottom that folded into soft belly fur, a slender waist, and rose up to a full bust cupped by a matching top. A long tail adorned with two gold bands near the tip twitched back and forth as those piercing eyes glanced around the party. She was tall... incredibly tall. It intimidated a lot of the guys so they kept their distance. She didn't mind, she didn't have time for their bullshit anyway. She had her drink and she passed right by the pool and headed for the hot tub instead. Nobody was using it at the moment so she figured she'd go for a soak. Her fur was silky soft to the touch... like caressing a cloud. The spotted pattern that rolled along her back and around her face gave her a rather exotic appearance while the soft lighter color of her tummy and chest just begged to be touched. Her name... was...

'Savana...' the jackal thought to himself 'it's just too bad she'll never notice you. IDIOT' He winced some and just sighed and looked down at his drink. He felt like a little kid but he couldn't help it! He was just... shy. He always had been and he probably always would be. He stumbled a little as another male bumped into him and he nearly fell into the pool with a yelp.

"Hey watch where you're going" the wolf huffed as he carried his drinks off to another group of girls. Sirius didn't even get a chance to apologize let alone retort against him. He just watched as the wolf sank into the pool with two lovely cheetah twins who were also topless. Seemed all the girls were getting a little loosened up and giving into the guys incessant whining to see tits. He was glad to see Savana still had her top on at least. He'd never be able to forgive himself but... he'd probably leave if she decided to go that route. He was crushing on her... hard. But he was the jealous type easily. When she'd been dating Myst it had nearly killed him every time he saw them together. Myst wasn't a bad guy of course so it was better then someone like... Marcus. But he still wasn't exactly upset when they decided to break up. It just wasn't quite the right mesh. They were still good friends though. And speaking of Myst...

"You going to stay dry all night?" the marble fox snickered, nudging the jackal gently "it's a pool party you know."

"Oh ummm..." Sirius murmured "I dunno I... just feels a little weird you know? I mean I doubt any of the girls want to have a look at me." One hand slid up along his other arm as he kicked a bit of grass, suddenly wishing the fox wasn't there. It's not that he disliked Myst but every time he couldn't stop but thinking about him and Savana together. It made his stomach knot up instantly. He hated being so damn insecure.

"Couldn't be any weirder then you looking at them" he replied "especially if you're just going to stand here doing it all night." He smiled and watched as the jackal flushed and glanced over at Savana. He followed his gaze and he smiled with a friendly wave. The feline waved back from the hot tub as the fox said "you know she's still not seeing anyone."

"I know" Sirius muttered softly.

"So why don't you go talk to her?" Myst asked "I know you like her dude. Everyone does."

"Why do I have to?" he whined "if EVERYONE knows that means she knows and if she knows she would come talk to me if she wanted to right? But she doesn't, because she knows I'm a loser."

Myst blinked and arched a brow and then smiled and said quietly "You know... The thing about shy people is. Nobody expects anything of them. They expect them to just sit there, be quiet, be scared, be... well nothing."

"Jee thanks..." Sirius muttered.

"I have a point I promise" Myst chuckled "what that means is. When they feel strongly enough about something or... someone... to actually do something out of their element? It's all the more impressive."

"What do you..." the jackal started to say.

"Just think about it" Myst replied and smiled as he headed off to check on his half-sister. She was hiding too, though she had a bit more of a reason to.

Sirius just watched him go and sighed looking around. Right... something unexpected... like what... grab a pair of tits? That'd be bigger then seeing them right? Ha, he'd end up prison. He bit his lip and then realized. Several of the girls had gone topless, most were in the water hiding it, but a handful were still out. They were talking to guys, teasing them, tugging playfully at their shorts but the guys would pull back. Not one of them... had stripped. The idea hit him and he felt his face burning before he'd even decided to do it. He knew... he just KNEW this was a horrible idea but he had nothing to lose at this point. Everyone already thought he was a wimp.

His hands shook as he made his way to the diving board at the deep end of the pool. It wasn't too high but... it would do. No one else was in line to use it. 'Who the hell uses a diving board at a pool party with half naked girls? You do, idiot' he thought bitterly to himself. He took a breath and slowly made his way up the steps.

His pads felt scratched some as the grip tape grabbed at his feet. Each step along the flexing board felt like he was walking the plank on a pirate ship. His heart threatened to pound it's way right out of his chest. A few people had already started to look. Some of the guys... some of the girls. He swallowed and for several awkward moments he just... stood there.

"You gonna jump or what?" the same grizzly from earlier called. Sirius didn't even know this prick's name. He wasn't even sure he went to their SCHOOL. Still... his ears flattened but he said nothing. Though now... EVERYONE was looking at him. Even... Savana...

With hands shaking and vibrating so hard they'd make any woman jealous, he slowly tugged his t-shirt up and off and tossed it aside. Nobody made a sound. But a few of the girls glanced at each other and wondered...

It was now or never... if he faltered he'd just look like an idiot. If he went through with it... well shit he'd probably still look like an idiot but at least he could say he had the balls to try. That was worth something right?

'No dumbass' his inner voice snapped at him. He shut it up though. Savana was watching... waiting. He looked right at her... and he saw her gaze flick downward. Not down... like she was shy. Down like... a guy's did when they wanted a glimpse of cleavage. She looked down... at his trunks.

'Fuck it...'

His hands suddenly stilled and he reached down and yanked down his shorts. They dropped to his ankles and he stepped out and kicked them off to the side. He stood naked, in all of his adorable blue furred glory, his face burning. The red blush among the blue fur gave off an overall adorable violet color. At first... there was silence. One male snorted a chuckle and in that brief moment he wanted to die.

Then someone cheered. His ears perked some and he looked over seeing one of the cheetah twins cheering and laughing. "Wooo bout time! Take it off honey YEA!" she called. Then someone else whistled. Her sister joined in giggling with her and all the girls started gigglng and whistling or cheering. Someone even called out that at least someone had some balls worth showing. Sirius felt his face burning even more... but at least... he didn't feel like dying anymore. He looked up and found Savana actually blushing herself... she was smiling... and not in a "aww that's so cute!" kind of way.

He didn't want to milk it too long so rather then try and strike a pose he simply bounced once and then jumped into the pool with a splash. He surfaced again with a gasp and immediately trembled. FUCK it was cold! Why the fuck was everyone in the... oh right... nipples... He shook his head and started making his way across the pool quickly to the far edge closest to the hot tub.

Savana saw him coming and eased closer to the edge of the hot tub nearest the pool. She smiled as he got close enough and purred "that was certainly something to see."

He flushed and he squirmed some and couldn't help himself "yea well the water's freezing so I don't think there's anything to see anymore." He nearly dove under right then and there. What was he doing?!

But then she giggled. God it was so cute. Her voice was soft... light... like her stride it sounded elegant. She smiled and said "well it's not cold over here. Care to join me?"

'Holy shit...' he thought. He swallowed and glanced around. He'd have to get up out of the pool again... naked... and this time she'd be much much closer. He watched as she eased back again, relaxing into the warm water.

"Come on..." she purred softly "I know that wasn't easy. So I'll make it easier this time..." She slowly reached up to her neck... and undid the tie to her bikini top. She didn't let it fall... but it was definitely... loose.

Sirius didn't hesitate a moment longer. He pushed himself up out of the pool, shivering some but he ignored the looks he got. He kept his eyes on the girl he'd been crushing on for years. He walked right up to the hot tub and slid right in with a soft, shuddering sigh.

"Better?" Savana said with a smile.

"Much..." he replied, blushing some and biting his lip "are you ummm... are you having fun?"

"A bit" she replied "Myst said there'd probably be some nice guys here." Sirius winced some hearing Myst's name. So he had invited her. Savana noticed though and said gently "you don't like Myst?"

"What? No! No it's not that" he said quickly "it's just... he's... your ex and..."

"And what?..." she said softly with a smile "We're still friends. Or is there some reason I shouldn't have dated him?"

"Well... No I just..." he started to say. Shit... he was losing his confidence again. Any minute he was just going to start babbling and murmuring and staring downward. Which was really hard to do with the bubbles from the hot tub popping and misting upwards.

"Or is there someone else I should've dated instead?" she asked suddenly. His head jerked up and she smiled and took a sip of her drink.

Was she... playing with him? He couldn't tell... he'd never done anything like this before. He swallowed nervously and then finally managed to say "Yes..."

"And who would that be?" she asked in a soft whisper, easing just a little closer to him. The straps to her bikini top tumbled down into the water as she slid through the steaming bubbles.

Fuck it. He'd come this far... he might as well go for it. He looked right at her and whispered "me..." She blinked and smiled and started to open her maw to ask why when he continued "because I've thought you were the most beautiful girl I've ever met since the moment I first saw you walk into our school. The way you stumbled over your words because you had just gotten a crash course on English a month ago. The way you kept your hair beaded up and beautiful like a princess. The way you sat in the front despite being nervous. You were fearless. You took every challenge head on. You worked at your words until someone understood and when they didn't you drew pictures. You made this world work for you and ever since that day I've absolutely adored you and wanted to be with you. I just... I... I've been..." And just like that... it faltered... and was gone.

"You were scared..." she whispered, easing closer and lifting a hand to gently touch his cheek. He stiffened and nodded mutely. She smiled and said "That was 8 years ago you know... that I came to school here." He just nodded again. Her gaze shifted downward and she chewed her lip for a moment "I dated Myst because he was a very sweet... very kind friend to me. But we realized that... that's all we really wanted to be. We didn't want things to go further so rather then waste each other's time we just... decided to stay friends." She looked at him and she smiled "life's too short to stop trying Sirius. If you want someone... you have toMMPH!" She yelped softly as her lips were suddenly silenced by his. He couldn't help it. She was right there... so close... he just had to. Finally... he pulled back slowly, gazing at her and trembling.

"Don't bite your lip..." he whispered softly "it's so soft I... Don't bite it... it makes me want to kiss it."

She blinked at him and actually blushed some. She reached behind her under the water and a moment later her bikini top came floating to the surface from the bubbles and drifted away. He shook furiously as he realized that under those bubbles were her exposed breasts. He fought hard against glancing down... but he was glad he did. She looked right at him and bit her lip again.

He didn't hesitate. He kissed her again and this time she met him without surprise. Her arms slid around him, pulling him in close until he felt her breasts pressing against his chest. He shuddered and moaned into the kiss, his hands trembling and unsure where to go. She took care of that of course. She grabbed one and guided it down to her hip, leaving it there and letting him decide where to go. The other was given much more direct guidance as it was placed directly upon her breast. He stayed there... rigid for a moment, before he heard her let out a soft moan of her own. His hand squeezed the soft swell of her breast and rolled it gently in his palm. God damn all the times he'd fantasized about this and now it was really happening. He was afraid he was going to wake up with wet briefs again any second.

But he didn't. She tilted her head and her tongue dipped out and brushed over his lips. A gasp escaped him as he parted them and she dove right into his maw, deepening the kiss. His other hand slid down from her hip, brushing over the bottom to her bikini and grabbing a handful of that gorgeous curve that was her ass. She met the action by pressing her hips forward as though he were pulling her into him and that's... when he realized... he was rock hard.

His swollen blue shaft had slid completely free of his sheath and was pressing against her belly gently. She moaned again into the kiss and showed no signs of stopping. The world seemed to just melt away... He didn't hear anything except the moans she made and the sound of his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't feel anything but the warm caress of the water and her body in his hands and against his own. He couldn't smell anything but that delicious vanilla spiced scent of her's. He could taste only her on his tongue and lips. Nothing else existed in the world for those brief moments.

That is... until someone called out "Woooo! Talk about a pity fuck!"

Savana pulled back sharply and Sirius gasped and looked around. One of the other party goers was watching from by the table of drinks. He snickered and laughed and Sirius felt himself shrink away from her some. To his surprise though she clutched at him. She turned her gaze back to him and whispered "don't... don't listen to him."

"Is he right?" the jackal whispered softly.

"Not even close" she answered without hesitation. She bit her lip and whispered "Let's get out of here..."

He blinked in surprise and swallowed, stammering out "y... You mean?..."

"Mhmmm" she said softly "we need some privacy. Come with me..." With that she stood up out of the water. She covered her chest with one arm and took his hand with the other. He didn't hesitate. He climbed out, cock on display and all, and followed her as she hurried over and grabbed her towel. She dried off quickly and then let him use it as they headed to her car out front. The moment they were in she was off, heading for home.

"A... Are you sure you want..." he started to protest but gasped and trembled as her hand reached over to his thigh. She kept one paw on the wheel, which meant her breasts were now exposed. She didn't touch him anywhere else though... she just caressed his thigh. He got the message...

Once they were at her house she rushed him around back, still completely topless. She climbed easily up a tree near the back porch and stepped out near a window. "Ummm..." he called softly. She glanced back and giggled.

"Sorry..." she whispered. She bent down and held out her hand to help him up. It took a couple jumps but she managed to pull him up and a moment later they slipped through the window into her bedroom. It was... rather cute. She had books galore surrounding her bed and on her bookshelves. He was actually admiring it but when he realized she had slid out of her bikini bottoms and was now laying back on the bed his attention was drawn right back to her.

"Don't worry I have condoms" she whispered with a smile.

"C... Condoms?..." he gasped out softly. She blinked in surprise but she smiled and motioned him over with one finger. He trembled heavily as he approached but once he was close enough she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bed against her.

"We don't have to if you're not sure..." she whispered as she kissed him again, this time gentler.

"I... I just..." he swallowed "I've never..."

"I know..." she smiled "it's okay. If you want... I can take the lead." As she spoke she trailed one hand slowly down along his belly and grasped his cock. He was STILL hard. Be it arousal, excitement, or downright terror he didn't know. But she slowly started to stroke him as she gazed into those beautiful blue eyes. After several moments he nodded mutely. With a warm smile she kissed him again and then reached over to her nightstand. She retrieved a condom and tore it open, rolling it steadily down his shaft. With a gentle guiding nudge she eased him onto his back, leaving him trembling beneath her. He realized just... how tall she was. She towered over him and he suddenly felt so tiny... so vulnerable... but with her?

...he loved it...

He gasped as she lined him up with her snug entrance and slowly slid down onto him. It was so tight... so warm. He squirmed beneath her... unsure what to do. But she didn't let him wonder for long. Her hands splayed out along his chest, bracing herself as she started to ride him. Her hips moved in a steady rhythm. Rise... fall... rise... fall... he couldn't believe how good it felt... how different compared to his hand... even his fleshlight. But through it all... he couldn't take his eyes off of her face.

She had her eyes closed and her face scrunched just a little every time she sank down. Her maw was open just enough for her to pant and whine. He could feel her squeezing down on him every time she would lift up, milking him. The pleasure that was written on her face swelled his own pride. Sure she was doing all the work... but she was still very clearly enjoying herself. And there was no question that he was. She only finally opened her eyes when she felt the brush of his hand upon her cheek. Her rhythm slowed just a tiny bit as she gazed down at him. His hand slid back and gave just the tiniest tug and then she was leaning down and kissing him, bouncing harder and faster in his lap as she moaned against his lips.

It was perfect... it was more then he could've imagined or fantasized about. Every twitch and ripple of her walls around his cock, every pound of her hips against his. It was incredible... and.. it was all too much. He soon started to whimper and squirm beneath her, his breathing coming faster and faster as he panted out against her lips "S... Savana I..."

"Cum..." was her response "let it all out Srius please... Please cum..." Who could resist such a request? She felt him shudder beneath her... felt his knot swell as she sank down hard and it popped inside her. Pulse after pulse coursed through his cock as he filled the condom. The whole time he was a squirming writhing, whimpering mess and she watched each and every second. The little jackal was absolutely lost in bliss... and the sensation made her crash into her own peak. She bit her lip, keeping herself quiet... just in case... but she came no less because of it. Her walls squeezed him hard... forcing every drop he had to give out into the thin barrier between them. She hadn't been planning on this night... but if it was any indication of things to come, she was going to have to get back on her birth control pills.

Finally... he simply sagged underneath her. She smiled and purred as she leaned down and kissed him again. He returned it with a soft whimper, clutching her hips and thighs gently. With a gasp from each she pulled off of his knot and then off of his cock. She even removed the condom and disposed of it for him before curling up against him under the blankets. There was a long silence as they just stewed in their own thoughts for a time before she finally whispered "say something... please?"

He blinked and he blushed and looked at her. He realized she had been waiting for him to speak... to... let her know SOMETHING from him. He smiled and whispered "that was incredible..." That... made her smile.

"I'm glad..." she replied "it was for me too..."

"What... Does this mean for us?" he asked softly, biting his lip.

She smiled and giggled softly "Well, it means you're not a virgin anymore."

"I meant..." he started to say.

"I know..." she whispered. She smiled at him and said "it means that... I'm ready to start seeing someone again. And... it means that... you showed me a side of you that I had been hoping for a while was hiding there."

"You have?... I didn't think..." he bit his lip and looked down "I didn't think you liked me..."

"Sirius..." she whispered "you're sweet... adorable... funny... and very smart. You're shy yes... and while I don't mind that I still... I wanted to know that if it came down to it. If I needed you... you would step up. You would come out of your shell... for me."

He flushed when he realized what she was talking about. He looked back at her and kissed her gently and whispered "for you... always..." She smiled and then he added softly "just... don't make me get naked in front of a bunch of kids again."

"Aren't you glad you did though?" she giggled softly.

"Yea..." he replied "I suppose you're right..."

"About what?" she asked, tilting her head.

"Life..." he said and smiled "life's too short... to not go for it..."

She smiled at him and then purred softly "yea... good thing the night isn't."

"What do you..." he started to say. His yes widened as she shifted and her head disappeared under the blanket. A moment later they shot to the size of dinner plates as he moaned and arched hard. It was going to be a long... wonderful summer.