Adopting Trouble
"You know, you are kind of young to be adopting kids Mr Sanders... a twenty-two year old caring for a seventeen and eleven months year old..."
I clapped my hands together, my scales and claws chinking against each other like ancient British Chain Mail armour before replying, "Well, all the better to understand how older kids act and feel right? Who better to care for kids most other would-be-parents wouldn't have, than a young energetic guy like me right?"
"Hmm, I suppose that's a good point, your teen years would still be fresh in your mind, and you're quite fit..."
I nodded, humming a tune as I watched the receptionist check the forms before nodding.
"Okay, so you are absolutely sure you want to adopt her? Leah I mean."
Again I nodded, rapping my claw tips against the oak desk, once Leah was told I'd be adopting her, she'd be able to pack the rest of her stuff and move out of here tomorrow... I'd already done a lot of cleaning and re-organising at home in preparation for this day, but I still felt a little nervous.
"Okay Mr Sanders, all done. Just down the hall and in room Six-A, Ms Preston should already be in there with Leah."
I smiled and thanked the receptionist before heading down the hall, reading the numbers on the doors. My tail fronds quivered in nervous excitement and I quickly ran over all the possible scenarios that could occur...
Finally I came to door Six-A and took in a deep, sharp breath before turning the handle and stepping into the rather scrappy room.
There stood the Plusle Anthro, her eyes flashed dangerously as I stepped in, the maid, Ms Preston already in the room sitting on a couch, her bushy tails flowing calmly over the soft fabrics.
"Hi," I said, my voice breaking in and out. Leah was fierce and looked ready to pounce.
She grunted then pointed at me, "How long will you be able to handle me before I finally get to you and you have to send me back? The last two foster parents to try and adopt me couldn't stand me, couldn't stand dealing with a teenager, so how long can you last?"
I was shocked, I knew older kids generally did not get adopted often, but to find one loathing the prospect of getting a new home with someone to provide support for them... it was mad. I myself had been finally adopted at age ten, simply because no mammalian creature could bring themselves to adopt a reptile. My features always seemed so menacing, but really it was just me growing up, as soon as I reached sixteen, people began to say I was a nice looking fellow, someone to trust.
"Listen, Leah. I promise I won't be like those other families, I was an orphan too. I know what it's like to sit there and feel unloved. No one would adopt me because I looked mean when I wasn't really. All I want to do, is give you your own home, to support you and make you feel like you mean something to other people. I don't want you to think I'm going to be mean, or anything because I won't be."
She grunted again and I sighed in exasperation. Seriously, how could people do this to her? She was smart from what I had seen, she helped the adoption agency look after the younger kids and even did well in the schooling she was given, she was growing up into what I could perceive to be a fine young lady who could definitely go places in her life.
I took a moment to actually observe the situation for once, and took in quite a bit. The room was rather bare besides the dresser and the bed, there was only an old TV with bunny ear antennae on top. The walls were cracked and the pain wearing away, the floor was clean but you could still see the layers of grime that had worn in over the years and the floorboards creaked noisily beneath that.
Leah herself wore Burgundy sweat pants and a tight fitting, Red shirt, her sneakers were Red and white too. These all matched her red rabbit ears, her red hands and cheeks and the red tail that was shaped like a plus sign that hung out over her behind.
Her doona cover however was a beautiful sky-blue, as were her eyes.
"I dealt with a lot of stuff growing up Leah, I know what you go through. I want to be able to support you as you go through those times too. Just give me a chance please." I begged, I felt that her personality would react more towards this kind of thing than harsh words.
For a moment she just seemed to ignore me, but then I realised she was stewing it all over before replying, "Okay, you get one chance, but-" she turned to Ms Preston who was listening intently the whole time, "-if this doesn't work and he kicks me out... I wont ever go with anyone else again."
I extended my hand, making sure to keep my claws in check, "Deal." I said.
She extended a hand and shook mine, I could feel faint static crackling between our hands before we let go.
"Well then," Ms Preston began, "Let's pack up the rest of your things then shall we? Mr Sanders will see you tomorrow."
"Hmm... I was thinking, the papers are already processed, why can't she just come with me now? I we can carry the stuff out to my SUV and pack it in there, there's plenty of room."
"If you really want that Mr Sanders, and if you, Leah, don't mind..."
I looked at Leah, smiling. She didn't return it but nodded, "Sure I don't mind."
So it was settled, Leah, Ms Preston and I disassembled the bed and carried it out, then carried Leah's bags out to the SUV and dropped them into the back seat with care. The dresser was a bit of a problem until Ms Preston came up with some cables which I easily used to tie the whole thing down to the roof of the SUV.
Then, I opened the door for Leah who stepped into the front passenger seat before climbing into the driver's seat myself and starting the engine, which purred to life.
I turned and waved at Ms Preston and then eased out into the traffic.
The drive was awkward and silent for a time until we hit a set of red lights at an intersection, here I opened my mouth and tried to make conversation.
"So Leah..." I turned and looked at her, "I was thinking, now that you live with me, you should get a mobile phone..."
Her head snapped up and I could see excitement sparking in her eyes as her jaw dropped.
"Really?" she managed to ask after closing her mouth again.
I nodded with a smile, "Of course, you'd have a thirty dollar cap per-month, but I think you should definitely have one. Also, I hope you like video games, because I kind of collect and play a lot of them..."
Her expression was still that of shock as I went on.
"I kinda brought the new Xbox, so you can have the old one and the TV that I usually have in my room since I don't use it much. Of course the conditions of all this are that you help me unpack your stuff." I finished with a chuckle as the light went green and I accelerated down the road again.
"Wow... the other foster parents never even considered letting me..."
Now I laughed and her expression hardened.
"No no, I seriously mean it all, just I thought it a little funny that my second lot of foster parents were so much the same as yours."
I pulled down a street and continued on.
"But honestly t he conditions are that you clean up after yourself and make sure you let me know whenever you want to go some place, that way I can either organise to pick you up or drop you off, and so I know where you are in case anything goes wrong.
She nodded but kept her mouth shut now.
I pulled into the driveway and pulled the handbrake and eased the brakes off before turning off the engine.
The afternoon was spent carrying the bed parts into the house and stacking them neatly, then bringing the few bags of Leah's stuff inside too.
I showed her around the living room, then the kitchen and finally lead her upstairs to where the bedrooms and study were. Once that was done, we carried the parts upstairs and began to reassemble it.
Finally we dealt with the dresser, which took the two of us to carry into the house. Then after a brief rest, to lug it up the stairs before having another rest and rushing it into Leah's new room before our fingers snapped off.
With that inside and all done, I left Leah to drag the mattress upstairs and onto her bed frame and to make her bed while I poured soft drink into glasses and made a Peanut Butter Sandwich before stomping up the stairs to see how well she was progressing.
Leah sat bolt upright from having been laying down on her bed, spread eagled as I stepped in. I shrugged as she blushed profusely and handed her the plate and one of the glasses before sitting down next to her and sipping from my own glass.
"So what do you think? I know the house is small and everything but it fits two people really well and there's plenty of extra space..."
She swallowed her mouthful and nodded her ears perking upright now, she looked happy and I felt happier myself and much more at ease after she had lightened up some what.
"It's great!" she said, her voice cheery.
I just beamed, unable to do much else until she set her empty glass down and set the plate with a half eaten sandwich aside and wrapped her arms around my shoulders.
"Thanks a lot Mr Sanders!"
Now I blushed, feeling appreciated and at last, trusted.
"Don't mention it Leah, and Leah?"
"Yeah?"
"Just call me Rick." I said with a wink as she let go and looked up at my face.
She nodded and reached for her plate, "Rick, I like that."
Yeah... so did I. After she finished eating, I dumped the dishes into the sink and brought her bags up so she could begin unpacking while I grabbed the bedside table and the TV from my room and dragged them into hers.
"So, it's not big or anything, but a twenty one inch LCD should be fine for TV watching and stuff right?" I began, setting the TV up on the opposite side of the room as Leah's bed.
She goggled at the TV, a bra hanging from her hands as she stared.
I felt my cheeks flush deep red beneath my green scales, almost as red as my chest to the point of making my cheeks appear brown. The bra was a soft looking pink and dangled carelessly from her hands.
I managed to finally turn away and plug the TV in before she realised I'd seen her bra and put it away quickly. Her cheeks were redder than usual, which was kind of hard to imagine afterwards.
"I-I-I'll go make some dinner," I stammered before blundering out of the room, glancing back only breifly enough to see her dip her hands into the bag and her cheeks as they pulsed bright red.
"S-Should be just ten minutes!" I called as I went down the stairs and moved into the kitchen.
I threw the freezer door open and yanked out a couple of boxes of microwaveable Lasagne which I deposited in the oven before turning it up to two-ten degrees and the timer to ten minutes.
I also cut up some rolls and buttered them and set them in the microwave for a minute before washing my hands.
I went through the other rooms in the first floor and made sure everything was tidy and organised before the buzzer went off and I ambled back into the kitchen and retreived dinner before turning the microwave on to heat up the rolls.
I dumped the Lasagne onto plates and set knives and forks next to them just in time as the rolls were done. I got those out and dumped them onto another plate then walked upstairs to get Leah.
I was tired and not listening as I approached the room and opened the door abruptly, but once I saw what was going on inside, I woke up instantly, and felt my pants tighten.
Leah's pants were down revealing she had been wearing no underpants during the day, her hand was over her crotch and I had a clear view of her fingers still dipped inside her pussy which was glistening. Beads of sweat were spotting her face and she was breathing heavily.
She had stopped the moment I had stepped into the room but I found her still masturbating, pushing her fingers in deep, rubbing at her inner walls in a crazy effort to appease her raging hormones. I have to admit, my hormones were pretty much rioting inside me, I had to restrain myself from jumping onto the teen, despite me being her father by law, I still felt more like a friend than any kind of parental unit.
Her eyes were shut tightly as she panted softly, pushing in deeply, her back propped up on a pillow against the wall. Then she opened her mouth and her voice came out needy and silky, coated in lust.
"Rick... please, it's driving me mad!" she said, her fingers drawing out rapidly then pushing back in just as fast in an effort to excite herself past the point she could handle. All she wanted was to climax, to get over the hump in the hill which sometimes just wasn't climbable no matter how hard you tried.
It was then that I discarded any authority I had over her, I had promised to help her and not turn out to be like any other foster parents, so I wouldn't, tonight I'd be her friend.
I moved forward quickly as she pumped her hand into herself and quickly took over for her, the touch of another soul already working its magic on her.
My fingers slid in and my claws ran over the surface of her vaginal walls and she moaned, "Further, to the right... more! THERE!" and there I dug in and scratched as hard as I could without hurting her. And she moaned in deep bliss as I eased her suffering. But by now I was enduring my own torment as my pants could barely contain my length any more.
"Rick, please! Fuck me!"
I complied, ripping my pants and shirt off as the sun went down outside, the room darkening naturally. She pulled her top off, revealing the obvious, she hadn't been wearing a bra. I pulled my hand out of her pussy and climbed up onto the bed and her, she wrapped her legs around my waist, just over my tail as I lowered myself over her and rubbed the tip of my cock over her wet and tender lips.
I thrust, my meat rushing in, sliding easily from all the lubricant already coating her inner walls, she gasped in shock as I stole her virginity and entered her deepest sanctum. The womb.
In a single thrust I had done all that and now she gripped my shoulders with her hands, her nails digging in between my scales as I drew out and thrust again, picking up speed as I went, my muzzle brushing against hers, our lips meeting as we moaned or whispered to each other in delirium. I then felt her grip weaken as I thrust harder and she whimpered, her climax rushing towards her and my own right behind it.
Without hesitation I thrust, holding myself over Leah's tiring body, my fronds on my arms and tail going rigid as my body focussed on this one goal.
And finally... with her last burst of strength, she clenched her grip on me, her arms, legs and vaginal walls gripping me in a death grip, I felt her milking my cock of everything it had to offer and then I felt the bliss wash over me as her eyes already clouded.
For a moment we were one, we felt amazing and then, we were down, still one but totally exhausted. So exhausted we barely moved. My head pressed into her busty breasts, nuzzling the soft fur covered orbs. Her hands fumbled weakly at my back and her legs spread and fell back off me. I held her and we breathed in, trying to recuperate after our desperate fuck session.
"You... Rick... I... want to stay..." she whispered tiredly. I nodded, managing to jiggle her breasts and smile weakly before stroking her side gently with my claw tips before she fell silent again, our juices stewing, I could smell our scents all over each other and on her bed and I had a feeling neither of us would bother to wash this bed for a little while.
Tomorrow would be a new day, a day where Leah would find herself in a new, more comfortable life, and I would find myself feeling that my purpose in this life was being fulfilled. There were going to be a helluva lot of good times ahead of us.
And that this... was only the beginning.