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Judy Needs It, Part 1

By Logan Greypaw

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* Explicit furry erotica (18+)

* Zootopia fic - Judy / Nick / Finnick

* M/F (story will develop to M/M/F)

* Rabbit female & fox males

* Heat / desperation / viagra / libido enhancement / sex

(Part 1 of ongoing story)

It's Judy Hopps' first heat since she co-rented an apartment with Nick Wilde, but when he invites Finnick over to watch Kung Fu movies, her plans for an eventful evening seem dashed. Fortunately, she finds something to help things along... And it's supposed to start working in 10 minutes!

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"What do you mean, 'Finnick's dropping by'?" Judy exclaimed.

"Not following you, Carrots," Nick replied. "Seems pretty clear to me. Finnick's dropping by. Thought he'd want to watch Paws of Fury with us."

Judy Hopps found herself glaring across the kitchen at Nick Wilde, incensed that he had invited his drinking buddy over to their new place without even consulting her.

She reached for the nearest of the stools that were standing around the kitchen table, and yanked it closer, before sitting down onto it with a light thump. She felt her bob-like tail hang over the rear edge as her shoulders tightened.

"You might've said something, that's all," she groaned, drawing her knees in, finding it hard to resist the urge to rub her thighs together.

If Nick noticed her discomfort, he said nothing. With a shrug, he turned and walked over to the fridge.

"Do we have any beer?" Nick asked, as he opened the door. Judy watched as he dipped his head to look inside. The posture left her staring at this bushy fox-tail, that ran all the way up to where it met his-

She sat bolt upright, as a shock rippled through her fur like electricity.

She glanced down at her own crotch, concealed beneath the loose blue material of her jogging pants.

This is ridiculous, she thought; if she'd left herself a moment longer, she half-expected he would've caught her drooling.

This is going to be a long night, she thought.

"-Judy?"

Nick's voice assailed her as if from a long distance, and she glanced up to see he'd closed the fridge and was staring at her. His typical smirky expression had softened, and he leaned over the other side of the table.

"You okay? You look tired, or something."

As he spoke, Judy picked up a hint of his cologne; deep, very masculine, but still a bit trashy. Just like him, she thought.

She bit her lip and managed to give a nod, then cleared her throat.

"I'm fine," she said. As she spoke, Nick walked past her and toward the front door, grabbing a light jacket from the rack. He started to put it on while fishing around for his keys.

"Well we're out of beer. I'm gonna run to the store, do you want anything?"

At his question, Judy's eyes traced down his body to his groin. Upon realising this, her heart skipped a beat from a potent mix of arousal and sheer embarrassment.

"No," she said, forcing herself to look him in the eye.

Nick wore a perturbed expression, but still made good on his intentions to leave. In seconds, he was gone, and the door closed behind him with a slam shook the floor.

Judy's ears flopped down as she slumped against the table. Her cheeks and eartips were on fire, along with... Other parts of herself. If Finnick was coming over, he'd probably be here most of the night, watching Kung Fu movie after Kung Fu movie with Nick, until the two of them ended up in a stupour. Any chance of privacy was lost; after all, Nick and Finnick shared everything-

She gasped.

-everything.

There was something else Finnick shared with Nick. He might be a short guy, but he was a fox too, of sorts. Probably with a very similar-

She leapt to her feet and shook her head, sending her ears flopping from left to right with each shake, but even when that subsided and the thought seemed to be dismissed, a glance down revealed her to have one paw on her own crotch.

"Really?" she whined, her shoulders drooping.

This wouldn't do. Finnick was going to be a while, and Nick could be at least half an hour. Just enough time, she thought.

She took off in the direction of her room, running as fast as her tight bunny legs could carry her. The apartment she had co-rented with Nick was bigger than the shoebox in which she'd lived when arriving in Zootopia, but it was still quite small, and in moments she found herself on top of her double-bed, rifling through the contents of her bedside drawer.

"It's here somewhere, I know it is," she muttered. She shoved aside deodorant, a flashlight and a book on police procedures before her paw finally gripped what she was looking for. She fell back onto the bed, yanking the object out the drawer with her, and landed on her back, staring at the ceiling.

She lifted her paw to eye level, and felt her rate of breathing increase as she stared at the rubberised, orange object. In her paw was a novelty carrot-shaped vibrator. It had been given to her by her mom in a care package; a gesture that would've seemed unusual to some of the folks in Zootopia, but not among country rabbits, for which it was a pretty run-of-the-mill gift.

Still holding it one of her grey-furred paws, she reached up with the other, and gripped the leaf-green rubber tuft at the thick end of the carrot.

She twisted it clockwise, hearing a click... And nothing else.

"Oh no," she gasped.

Feeling the chance for some semblence of relief slipping from her grasp, she chewed her lip in frustration as she she fruitlessly turned the switch back and forth.

With a snort of anger she twisted the end clean off the toy, exposing the two dead AA batteries inside.

"In the kitchen!" she groaned, dropping the toy onto the top of the nightstand and almost springing from the bed. She sprinted back along the hallway to the kitchen, and started going through the cupboards, pushing cans, cups and anything else out of the way in the search for the elusive batteries.

There was nothing in the first cupboard, or the second, or third, and she started to despair. She might be horny as on the first day of spring, but Nick clearly didn't feel the same way, and if she didn't find those batteries while she had time...

She gripped the handle of the last cupboard, and held her breath as she pulled it open. It was bare, save for two items.

One, a box of AA batteries, but the other, a small, yellow plastic bottle, with a white cap, containing what looked to be diamond-shaped, blue pills.

Every fibre of her being screamed at her to grab those batteries, run back to the bedroom and carrot herself senseless, but the bottle caught her attention. She reached out and took it into her paw, and turned it over to see the white label on the other side.

MALE PERFORMANCE ENHANCER

TO BE TAKEN 10 MINUTES BEFORE EXPECTED ACTIVITY

LASTS 2-3 HOURS

MAY ALSO CAUSE INCREASE IN LIBIDO

She almost jumped out of her fur as she heard the door-handle turning, and in a flash, she shut the cupboard, and held the bottle behind her back.

"Hey Carrots!" Nick shouted as he walked back in, a box of beer-bottles in hand, "Look who I found!"

Finnick walked in behind him, wearing the scowl on his face that seemed ever-present when he wasn't drinking or in the middle of a con.

"Hey," he said, in a gruff tone.

Nick wasted no time in getting the beer into the fridge, before the two of them disappeared into the living room, leaving Judy alone in the kitchen, still clutching the tiny bottle behind her back.

"Hey Judy?" Nick's voice carried through from the other room, "Can you grab us a couple of sodas or something while that beer chills?"

Judy blinked as he called her name, only then noticing how the last few minutes had left her mouth dry. She set down the bottle of pills on the countertop, then grabbed three glasses and placed them next to it. In the fridge she found a large bottle of cola, and started to pour out Nick's glass. The cola was gassy, and she had ample time to wait in-between pours.

Long enough to stare at the bottle next to Nick and Finnick's glasses.

"MAY ALSO CAUSE INCREASE IN LIBIDO"

After a few pours, Nick's glass was full, and she started on Finnick's as her eyes seemed drawn back to that label.

"...INCREASE IN LIBIDO"

The words brought forth a feeling that overrode her senses and, while the fizz subssided on Finnick's drink, left her idly rubbing her knees together. the idea was impossible to ignore.

She looked left, them right, then down at her own body, covered in her ill-fitting gym clothes, and smirked. Perhaps the evening was going to be an eventful one after all.

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"Hey boys," Judy said, striding into the living room. "Here's your drinks."

Nick and Finnick took the glasses off her before she turned on her heel, returning to the kitchen to get her own.

Ten minutes, she thought. This is gonna be fun.

Part 2 will be at the links below soon! (or maybe now, if you're reading this in the future!)

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Jusy Needs It, Part 1

By Logan Greypaw

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