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"Ryan, you in there?" Scout called, knocking on the apartment door, and not for the first time. "If that bitch called me over and then left, I'm gonna kill her. Ryan, if you're in there open up!"

The corgi was just about to slam her fist on the door one last time when is suddenly opened, a bleary eyed skunk standing just beyond it. "Hey babe. You're finally here."

"Been knocking on the door for about five minutes." Scout countered with a huff. "So you gonna let me in and tell me what you wanted?"

Ryan stepped aside, letting Scout in and closing the door behind her. They didn't say anything until they were both further into the apartment, at which point the annoyed corgi turned on the skunk, hands on her hips in annoyance. "So, what did you want so badly you needed me to drop everything and come over?"

"I wanted these." Ryan suddenly lunged at the dog, grabbing her breasts and pushing her face in between them. "Oh yeah..."

"Ryan! What the fuck!?" Scout gasped, too momentarily shocked to try and push the other girl away. "Personal space much!?"

"But your tits feel so nice." Ryan murmured. Her hands remained locked on Scout's breasts, cuddling against them as though they were a pair of soft puppies. "I dunno but I just really need to be with these girls right now. I need them all over me."

"You have your own tits to fondle." Scout countered, blushing but none too amused. "Did I really come all the way down here just so you could grope me? Wait, are you high? You're high, aren't you."

"So high." Ryan replied with a giggle.

"God, and you didn't even invite me?" Scout grumbled, but the contented look on her stoner friend, made it difficult for her to maintain that anger. "Guh, fine! But you owe me one. So, what, we just gonna stand here while you enjoy yourself?"

"Yes." Ryan giggled, nuzzling against her chest. "But you can take your clothes off, if you want. No shirt, no bra, happy skunk."

Scout scowled at the request, until she came up with a compromise. "Only if you get me a bowl first. Then they're all yours."

That put a pep in the skunk's step. It wasn't long before Scout was laying back on the couch, topless, letting her mind wander in the smoke. As relaxed and content as she felt though, it was nothing compared to how happy the blazed skunk was. Ryan had immediately buried her face in Scout's breasts, her fingers casually kneading the fur and flesh. She was clearly obsessed, rubbing her face all over those plush mounds as if they were the softest, finest things she'd ever felt. It was almost cute, now that Scout was also stoned, idly patting the skunk's head as the oblivious woman all but smothered herself.

"I don't get what you get outta this." Scout admitted, not that she cared at this point. "It only sorta feels good for me. Why d'you wanna do this so bad?"

"Your tits are the best." Came the reply. "I wanna live with them forever. Just, like, never leave, so I can sleep on these every night."

"Sure, okay. But only if you feed me." Scout chuckled, no longer in the mental state to argue. She simply laid back instead, relaxing to the feel of Ryan laying on her, massaging and worshipping her tits without remorse. Despite her complaining earlier, she really didn't mind. The infatuated skunk's attention was admittedly rather nice, and soon Scout was dozing away, while Ryan continued to endlessly grope and kiss at her breasts.

Ryan truly was in heaven, and would have felt that way even sober, though she wouldn't have been so forward about it. All breasts were good, but as far as the skunk was concerned Scout's were the best. And being able to immerse herself in those wonderfully smelling, soft mounds was the greatest treat she could think of just then. Short of straight out stoner sex, at least. But she didn't have the energy for that, so instead Ryan simply enjoyed what she had, massaging and rubbing until she too dozed off, falling asleep on the finest set of pillows she could ever have.