Pizza Girls
Dakota dutifully scribbled down every detail the professor stated as he rambled on about the medieval ages. The historian recalled the events leading up to women being persecuted in the witch hunts. Her page was filled to the brim with notes, and she quickly flipped the page and continued writing.
"Dang, Dakota, slow down," the tiger next to her laughed softly, nudging her elbow as she scratched down three dates the professor rattled off. "This won't all be on the test you know."
"Yeah but it's really fascinating," Dakota answered without sparing the feline a glance.
"Psh, I guess," the tiger shrugged, leaning forward in his seat and continuing his doodle. Occasionally he looked over at the golden retriever seated next to him, watching her quickly jot down what the professor said.
"That's everything we have to cover today," the professor drawled, the sloth setting down the chalk on the table in front of him as the class started to pack away their things in anticipation of leaving. "Do not forget that next week you have your secondary source paper due."
"P-professor? How many pages does the paper have to be?" Dakota asked, hand shooting up into the air to capture his attention.
"Five to six pages."
"What if we've gone over? Should we edit it down?"
"As long as it's under ten I will allow it."
"O-oh..." Dakota blushed, hand slowly falling down as the tiger next to her chuckled and shook his head. "I-I guess I'll edit it down..."
"What, you got twelve pages?"
"F-fifteen," Dakota admitted, closing her notebook neatly and hefting her huge bag onto her lap. The tiger glanced a laptop, tablet, three more notebooks and two textbooks stuffed in there, and his feline eyes bulged.
Dakota stood up, heaving her backpack onto her shoulders before making her way to the door. The tiger shot from his seat and followed her, opening the door for her and following her out.
"So hey, Dakota, I was wondering if you'd be interested in grabbing a cup of coffee?" The tiger asked.
"Oh, I don't really drink coffee. I can't stand the smell or taste, it gives me a headache," the golden answered, wincing as the weight of her backpack dug into her shoulder.
"Oh, well um...how about dinner? If you're free we could go grab something right now," he offered up, shifting from feet to feet as his ears rested low against his head, tail flicking behind him.
"Oh, well I," Dakota started when her phone started going off, and she reached into her pocket and grabbed it. "Oh, you mind?" She asked, holding the phone out to show the tiger.
"No go ahead," he said with a smile. Dakota slid the phone and brought it up to her floppy ears.
"Hey honey," she squeaked, beaming as a finger began to twirl her red hair. She was biting down on her lower lip and kicking the floor, having gone from serious to bashful in such a short amount of time that the tiger felt his stomach dip.
"Hey Dakota, did you wanna get pizza tonight? I don't feel like cooking and I don't wanna make you cook tonight after you cooked
yesterday," Alice suggested from the other side of the line.
"Yeah, pizza sounds good!" Dakota smiled and adjusted the backpack she carried. "I can order from Papa Giovanni's if you'd like?"
"Awesome! Extra cheese, I want mushrooms."
"I'll get bell peppers," Dakota giggled. "I'll see you after you get out of class, alright?"
"Yeah, see you then. Stay sexy, love," Alice purred.
"See you then," Dakota replied, shutting off her phone. She sighed happily and stuffed her phone back into her pocket. "I'm sorry, what is it you wanted to ask?"
"Oh? N-nothing, nevermind," the tiger said with a roll of his eyes. Dakota gave a slight tilt of the head as he shifted his backpack around. "I guess I'll, um, see you around."
Dakota watched as the tiger spun about and walked off. Feeling a bit confused, the golden retriever shrugged and readjusted her backpack one time before she turned about and began to head off.
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Dakota sighed heavily as she slipped her legs under her rear. A thick textbook rested on her thighs as she chewed on a blue pen. As she read through, she occasionally underlined sentences she found helpful, or made notes in the margins. She brushed a lock of hair out of her face as she checked the time on her phone; it'd been 10 minutes since she'd placed the order for pizza.
Just as she was about to turn the page, the door bell rung through the air. Grinning, Dakota set aside her book, using her pen to mark the page, and got up, grabbing the twenty from the nearby table as she walked to the door.
"Extra cheese with mushrooms and bell pepper?" The ferret at the door asked, looking at the box in his hand and then at Dakota. She nodded and took the box, slipping him the twenty and thanking him. He spun about and walked off, and Dakota realized he must not like his job.
Shutting the door behind her, Dakota grinned as the fresh aroma of pizza began to waft into her nose. Setting the pizza down on the kitchen counter, she lifted open the box and peeked at the extra cheesy goodness that awaited her once Alice got home.
Her phone gave a soft beep, and Dakota shut the lid of the pizza box and bounced over, picking it up and flicking it open to see a text from Alice.
Alice: Be naked when I get home; wanna eat pizza than you :9
Dakota blushed and bit her lower lip, rubbing her thighs together as she debated. Naked?
The golden stripped out of her shorts and shirt, leaving her in a pair of pink panties as she looked over at the box of pizza. Alice wanted to eat the pizza, then her? Dakota blushed and grinned, grabbing the box and her phone before dashing off to the bedroom.
Slipping out of her panties and gently laying them on the chair, the golden retriever set the box of pizza on the computer desk that lay right next to the bed that she and Alice shared. Hopping onto the bed, Dakota slipped open the lid of the pizza box, looking for the biggest pieces of pizza she could find. She grabbed four slices and carefully balanced them between her fingers before she laid back on the bed.
Taking one piece, she carefully laid it across her breast, giggling madly as the warmth pressed against her fur and nipple. She did the same with the other slice across her other breast, then looked at the last two pieces of pizza she had. Shrugging, she bit her lip and lowered the third piece against her crotch, giving a little jump as the cheese slid off and onto her tail. The door to the apartment opened up, and Dakota blushed as she reclined.
"Dakota?" Alice called out, stepping into the doorway already naked. "WELL! Hello there pizza delivery girl," the lioness grinned, tail lashing about as Dakota giggled and winked.
"D-did you want some pizza?" The golden lifted the fourth slice and held it out to the lioness, who took it and bit into it. Sliding onto the bed, Alice grinned as she set the piece of pizza down on Dakota's stomach, planting one arm on each side of the canine's head.
"You are just the cutest fucking thing," Alice grinned, bending down to kiss her girlfriend, the lioness's tongue forcing its way past Dakota's lips. The canine moaned into the kiss, arching her back to press up against the feline above her. Pizza began to slide from her breasts, but dexterous feline hands put them back where they belonged.
"First we'll eat this pizza," Alice muttered, grabbing her slice of pizza again and smiling devilishly as Dakota blushed and giggled, "and then I'm going to eat you."
"Don't talk with your mouth full." Dakota smiled up at her girlfriend before she helped herself to a slice of pizza.