Shortstack
#7 of The Anteronian Ball (Tik Tik Collab 2019)
EDIT: Added an image by Innocentbean.
Every year, I do a collab project with my friends and viewers. The ideas is that the more people contribute, the more I shall also contribute. We have writers, artists, and even commissioners coming in to make a large series of interconnecting stories that will be a lot of fun to create. The last successful one was our "Tik Tik Christmas Special" Which you can read here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/25927767/
This project will be ongoing throughout 2019, and at least once a month, I will post a chapter from it here on my SoFurry. Throughout November and December, the entirety of the piece will be uploaded, including the great works of many other writers and artists.
If you think you'd like to join in and have characters of yours enter a sexy masquerade party, come to my discord and let us know! https://discord.gg/fA2NeqZ
If you wish to help support the story leading up to the Masquerade itself, consider becoming a patron to help support "The Adventures of Tik Tik" https://www.patreon.com/tiktikkobold
Emma keeps mostly to herself during the beginning of the Ball. Despite Lord Aldevan's insistence that she can keep herself anonymous, she can't help but feel like she sticks out too much. How many short girls are there with dragon horns in the city of Anteronia, after all?"
"Well, don't you look like a bundle of nerves," a blue-haired woman, surprisingly shorter than Emma, approaches. "What's the matter, too nervous to just jump right in with someone?"
"Ah... actually, a little bit...?" Emma responds in barely a whisper.
"Let me guess, you a virgin?"
Emma just turns bright red, her hair covering her face as she looks down.
"Here... let me help you out, my name is... oh right, you want to keep this anonymous?"
Emma nods quickly.
The gnome smiles at that. "I can understand. Here, let's find us a free room. We can make it private, too, unless you want others to watch?"
Emma shakes her head at that, but follows the gnome anyway. They find themselves in one of the many hallways with many doors, and soon the green-haired woman is asking "how do you want to start? Dressed? Undressed? Laying down? Standing up? I'm good for trying whatever!"
"L... laying down," Emma whispers. "Dressed, please..."
The gnome giggles, squeezing her hand before letting go. "Alright then, cutie. You just get yourself on the bed, then, and I'll follow you.
Emma gulps, but kicks off her shoes and climbs onto the bed. She falls back onto it, staring up at the ceiling. Her heart beats rapidly in her chest. What is she doing here? Is she being just like her father, chasing tail? No, this has to be something different. SHe's not like him, she's not-
"You should try to relax and try new things." The gnome says, climbing up onto the bed. She leans forward over her, laying down upon the girl. There is a slight blush underneath that mask of hers as she glances down at Emma. "After all, we're both trying new things today, right?" Her fingers weave downwards through Emma's hair. "I like your hair... it's not as luxurious as mine, but its soft... pretty."
"Y... you're pretty," Emma whispers.
"Aw, why thank you, dear. "I'd bet you'd be prettier without the mask, though.
Emma flinches.
"Just kidding, just kidding!" the gnome responds. "Now then, feel free to explore me however you want. Meanwhile, I'm going to get me a taste of those lips of yours." She closes her eyes and soon, the gnome and dragonkin touch with soft smacking kisses.
Emma licks her lips quickly, shuddering at the contact. Her hands finally move up, grabbing onto the gnome's sides, enjoying the feeling of warm, bare skin at her sides. Emma's breaths come out broken and shuddering as her fingers go up under the gnome's purple top. Meanwile, the gnome continues placing those tiny kisses upon her, moving from lips to her cheeks, and finally to her neck.
Emma's eyes flutter closed. This does feel nice...
...but as the gnome's fingers tug at her dress, Emma's eyes flash open. She scoots back a bit, sitting up.
"Oh, Something wrong?" The gnome asks Emma, sitting up on her knees.
The half-dragon sighs and shakes her head, adjusting her dress. "N-no, I'm sorry, I just..."
"Oh... I know that look," the gnome says, giggling as she adjusts her own outfit. "You're really crushing on someone, aren't you?"
Emma gasps, "w-what? No!"
"Oh, you don't have to lie to me," the gnome says, sitting back and leaning her head against the wall. "Who is it?"
Emma sighs, pulling her legs in. "There's an elf I'm looking for here. She's... she's got no arms or legs, but she wears these beautiful pieces that replace them. When she moves, it's like she's dancing, and when she smiles, it's wonderful."
"Wow, uh, so what's this girl's name?"
"Galenna..."
The gnome ponders this a moment, and then she snaps her fingers. "Tell you what... I'll see if I can't find this elf for ya. There can't be a lot of amputees around here, right? If I find her, I can tell her to meet you here in a couple hours."
Emma gasps. "Y... you'd do that for me?
"Sure! I'd love to play matchmaker for you. I just hope we can find her before someone else snatches her up."
Emma leans in, giving the gnome a big hug and then kissing her on the cheek. "Thanks. You're... you're a good friend!"
"Yeah... I guess I am...