SR short story: Ava's bad night
#9 of Sibling Rivalries
Ava has a very bad night that only gets worse
It was 9:30 at night and Ava had just arrived home from work. It was in the middle of the halloween season and she hated working through it. She grumbled as she opened the heavy steel door of her 1995 Jeep Cherokee and stepped out. "Fucking customers. Oh I only wore this costume for a few minutes. I have nooooo idea how the scent of sex got on it. FUCK YOU!" She grabbed the heavy green door and slammed it shut, causing the vehicle to shake violently.
She stomped angrily up the stone path and up the wooden stairs on the front of her house. Her hands shook in anger as she tried to fish her keys out of the camo gas mask bag that she used as a purse. "God damn it! Where the fuck are my keys!?! I knew I should have put the damn things on a with my car keys. FUCK!" It took the frustrated female leopard a good minute before the keys came tumbling out.
"Fucking hell." She bent over to pick them up, her khakis clad ass pointed towards the street as her hand touched her keys. Her night was about to get worse. As soon as her hand made contact with the keys she heard a loud ripping sound come from behind. Her tail fluffed up and a chill ran up her spine as a gust of cool air blew against her now exposed black panties. She shot up and her hands darted to cover her modesty. She blushed and meeped. All she could feel was the fabric of her underwear and the soft black fur of her ass. "MOTHER FUCKER!" She quickly unlocked the door and flew in, slamming it shut behind her.
She let out a long sigh and started climbing the stairs to her room. She walked down the hallway towards her door. It was cracked up and a small stream of light pouring from it. The sounds of the TV could be heard playing one of her mate's favorite movies, Predator. She smiled and gave a sigh of relief. "Least I'll be able cuddle Scar after this shit-tastic day."
She placed her hand against the white wooden door to their room and pushed it open. "Hey Sca..." She was cut off when a large box full of glitter showered onto her, coating her fur in tiny sparkles as the box landed on her head.
She growled and threw the box off of her. "WHAT THE FUCK SCAR!" It was then she realized that it was not her lovable kitty that was lying in bed. Instead it was her brother Sal lying on top of the covers with a shit eating grin on his face.
"Hi there sparkles. How are ya." He could barely contain his laughter.
Her tail fluffed up with anger before pouncing onto him. She wrapped her hands around the male leopard's neck and shook him. "YOU FUCKING COCK SUCKER!"