A Place to Stay
Birthday present for Sapphire :D
Featuring lemur!Quetza, Honorable
Thief, Stank, and Myself~
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Tris sighed, pressing the back of his phone to his forehead. He perked as a familiar mephit arm eased around him, and squeezed him close, "Thanks Stank..." He had just finished his third appeal call to his landlord and the message was clear. He was being booted out of the apartment, on a technicality.
The skunk nibbled gently at his Master's neck, trying to make him feel better. He felt a little guilty for their eviction, and wanted to make it up to the bunny.
The hare churred softly, lowering the phone. He perked and looked up as an Me-Haul backed up the driveway. "Oh, hey, he's here already!"
The pair stood up as the truck's engine stopped and the door opened, revealing a black and white lemur with blue hair.
"Thanks again, Quetza for getting the truck for us." Tris smiled, "Think anyone else will show up to help us load up this thing?"
Footsteps sounded coming up the pathway, the occasional sound of ferrule on cement traveling with it. Out from around the truck came into view a slender rodent, or perhaps chiropteran. In truth he was a hybrid, a ratbat, and he was, as always dressed stylishly, in sky blue jacket and slacks, royal blue tie, vest, and fedora, and a white shirt beneath to match the ribbon on the hat. His plantigrade feet were wrapped in black and white dress shoes, and he held a black umbrella in one paw. His ventral fur was light grey, and his back fur a darker shade.
"Stylish as always, Sapphire." Quetza smiled, only in a t-shirt and shorts, "You get a distress text too?"
"Text...?" Sapphire blinked, looking over to the hare and skunk, "What's going on?"
"The apartment has a strict zero tolerance 'No Pets' policy." Tris sighed softly, "Apparently signing my stinky on as a roommate got found out."
The collared skunk nuzzled at his master gently, "It's okay, we'll find a new place eventually..."
Quetza blinked, "You had me rent a Me-Haul for you when you have no place to go?"
"We have to be out of here tonight." The hare let out a weak whine, and looked down at his phone, "I'm gonna make a couple more calls, do you mind helping, Sapph?"
The ratbat hmmed, and grinned as an idea formed in his mind, patting one of his pockets, feeling the vial inside. "Well, is everything packed in boxes and stuff?"
The skunk nodded, "Yeah, we did that all morning..."
The hare saw this was settled and wandered off to start making calls.
Quetza opened up the back of the Me-Haul, getting out a hand-truck that came with the rental and pulling down the included ramp. "Let's get this started. Might wanna take off some of that fancy stuff, Sapph."
The Ratbat shed his coat, hanging up the coat on a hat-rack so that the tails wouldn't touch the ground, and topped it with his hat, undoing his vest and loosening his tie a bit in preparation for the work he'd be doing. When no one he was looking, he took a swig from the vial in his pocket, his belly burbling as it started to take effect. As the other two started loading boxes onto the handtruck, he looked around for something small to start, or maybe just slender. He grinned as he spotted the hare's collection of canes, standing upright in a wastepaper basket that had never been used as such. He grasped a group of canes and gaped his muzzle wide, stuffing them into his maw nonchalantly, his throat bulged, and the long objects were swallowed, even though his head didn't bend back to give them a straight path. He swallowed one last time, and got another batch, more canes in this one, his belly barely bulged at all.
The other two seemed oblivious to this turn of events, loading boxes into the back of the Truck in loads of three. They took turns hefting the trolley up the ramp, stacking stuff in the space as best as they could.
Sapphire hmmed, swallowing the wastepaper basket and looking around. He was ready to start on boxes. Working his way through the pile from the other end that the lemur and skunk were working at, he stretched his muzzle and mmmed, gulping in each box easily, his belly only growing marginally with each box.
"Hey Sapph, why aren't you helping?" Stank re-entered the apartment, panting.
"Oh, I am." The hybrid grinned, "Let me show you." He reached out as the skunk came within his arm's reach, and nonchalantly shoved his maw over Stank's head.
The skunk squirmed with muffled murmurs as the ratbat pushed him in, down the hot throat. He felt paws grasping his rump and tugging down, his self-designed jeans and shirt not really helping his ability to squirm. He felt paws grasp and deform the rubber soles of his shoes.
It wasn't too long until Sapph swallowed, licking his lips as the bulge of shod feet slipped down his throat, and his belly bounced visibly, "Ahh... there we go. Stank, why don't you start getting things ready for your master in there, alright?" He stifled a belch, then, as if nothing had happened, started eating another box.
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Outside, the Hare grumbled, snapping shut his Cell phone and sitting down on the curb. A wet slurp on one of his ears made him shiver and turn around. A pudgy raccoon giggled back at him, wearing cargo pants, an orange hoodie, and a pair of matching orange Krocks. The hare stood up, hugging the raccoon, "Thanks for coming HT."
The pryconid smiled to the lepine. "How could I not? Stupid landlord kicking you out for being gay." He tutted.
"He didn't kick me out for being gay." The hare paused, "Officially."
"Riiight. So, how can I help?" HT grinned, "I got on my 'helping people out' Krocks"
"That had better be your 'packing a truck' hoodie." The hare snerked, "Because that's what Quetza, Sapph, and Stank are doing."
"Oooh, Sapph's here? Awesome. Wait." He looked the hare over, "Why aren't you helping too?"
"I'm calling everyone I can think of to see if I can find a new place to live in town."
"How's that going for ya?" The raccoon looked down at the curb the hare had flumped to when he had arrived.
"Infernally." He grumbled, and opened his cell phone.
HT thought this a good time to see how the others were doing, giving the bunny's ear another lick before padding around the Me-Haul. Looking inside he saw a couple stacks of boxes, not much else. "Three people loading a truck gets only this much progress...?"
He turned to the half open door of the apartment, peeking inside. His eyes widened.
Sapphire was nonchalantly slurping up a long, black and white striped tail, "Mmmm..." He got the last of it in, swallowed, and his shirt-straining belly bounced. He perked, "Hey HT. I'm gonna surprise Tris, wanna help?"
"I..." The raccoon stepped into the apartment, blushing a bit, "What do I gotta do?"
Sapphire nonchalantly picked up the closest box, and shoved it into his maw in a single gulp, belly jiggling again, "Well, you could bring the boxes from the truck back in, and close up the Truck..."
Turning quickly, HT got right on his new task, dragging the hand truck back out to the ramp and heading up it, loading it up with as many boxes as he could, before grunting and straining to get it to roll in anything resembling a controllable manner. The 'coon panted heavily, arms and back aching as he got them all into the apartment, unloading them next to the ever shrinking pile of boxes, before heading back for another load.
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Tris growled and had to resist throwing his cell phone across the street and into the drain across from him. He sighed, "I should get the guys some food. They've been working hard." He muttered to himself. He opened up his phone and dialed again, "Yes, hi, I'd like to order takeaway? Sure, I'll hold." He blinked as "Spanish Flea" started playing. After a while he started bobbing his head, boredly waving his phone about in 60s style dance movies to the music, before he heard a click and, meeping, brought it back to his big ear.
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"Okay, HT, make sure all the furniture and stuff is accessible, then you can go down to help Quetza and Stank." Sapph grinned, his shirt having come undone, revealing his soft tummy to the preyish coon. He stroked over the curve of his belly, idly licking his lips, before grabbing one of the last few boxes.
The hoodie wearing raccoon nodded, making a sweep of the apartment, making sure the closets were cleaned out, that no boxes had been forgotten anywhere. He then checked, and all the furniture was broken down into pieces ready to be assembled, where applicable. He grinned to Sapphire, "All clear!"
Sapphire swallowed the last box, grinning, "Good coon, now be a good morsel and climb in..." He gaped his muzzle open, the throat beyond looking infinite and dark.
The raccoon grinned, pressing himself to the opposite corner from the ratbat, before taking a running start, and leaping at the inviting gullet.
Sapph groaned and held his gut as it bounced and swelled out a little under his paws, "Oooh... Good 'coon..." He licked his lips, then started to stuff particle board panels that looked like they should turn into some sort of bookshelf, remembering the many boxes so heavy they had to contain naught but books...
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Tris sighed, returning with a pile of food boxes, pizza boxes, pasta tins, lil sauce bags, and a couple bottles of soda, glad the restaurant let him have an insulating wrap for all his stuff to stay warm on the walk back. He walked around the Me-Haul, perking to see it closed up. He pushed the door open to the now empty apartment, "Good work guys, I got lunch!" He paused. Instead of four guys lounging after hard work, there was one ratbat, with a round belly, swallowing up a power cord. He set down the boxes, "Uh... Sapph... where'd everyone go...?"
The sophisticated hybrid stood effortlessly with his big belly, walking over to the hare and closing the door behind him, while licking his cheek, "Don't worry Tris... Let me take care of you..."
"I... but..." The hare couldn't get much else out before the hot throat was all around him, and the warm maw was working around his waist, slender tongue taking a moment to feel his tummy before a rippling swallow took him deeper, his soft hips getting drawn in next, his jean-clad legs dangling about in midair.
The ratbat mmmed around the hare, gulping again and giving his friend a pat on the rump before it slid out of reach, tilting his head back and working towards the hare's perpetually unshod footpaws, broad and soft. He savored the digitigrade feet for a few moments, before letting out one low, loud gulp, watching his belly bounce, before rubbing over it, "mmm... All mine."
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Tris landed on something soft. He blinked. He was on his bed. He hmmed, thinking maybe that was a dream. A very odd dream. He rolled onto his back, and noticed first, that he was fully dressed and above the covers, next, that the ceiling was pinkish instead of white, and third, that he heard voices nearby.
"Oh good, we needed a fourth."
"I hope he likes the surprise."
"I'm sure he will, naughty bunny."
"Shh, he's coming...."
The hare got off the bed and looked down. The floor was covered in a soft grey shag that made his feet feel good, the floor below it felt soft but firm. Stepping around the pink divider to the soft stairs, surprised that his apartment's colors were all different, and there were no windows now.
Everything was arranged as it was supposed to be, if not even cleaner, and many of the posters had been put up on the soft pink walls with sticky goo. On the couch were Stank, HT, and Quetza, all holding Gameport180 controllers, "Uh... hi guys."
Stank grinned, "Hi Master! I made sure this place looked awesome for you!"
The hare noticed the poster's goo was a familiar green, "Yes, you did... where are we?"
Just then, the insulated box of food Tris had brought fell in from the ceiling, "Here you go guys..." a familiar voice rumbled down around them.
"Sweet!" HT dropped his controller and dived for the food, snagged around the waist by Quetza's lemurtail. "H-hey!"
The Lemur beeped the coon's nose, "We're in your new apartment! Like it?"
The hare continued down the stairs from his loft and around to where the box landed, opening it and starting to get ready to serve out portions to his friends, "Well, it's really comfy, and I know the layout already..." He blinked, "Are we in Sapph...?"
The three on the couch just grinned broadly.
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Sapph licked his lips, gathering up his discarded outer layers and umbrella, before putting back on his hat and heading out, locking the door and getting into the Me-Haul, rubbing his belly affectionately, "Mmm... I'll keep you safe Tris, no more mean landlords for you..." He rubbed the impossibly small apartment situated above his hips and started the engine, heading off to return the rental.
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