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I was getting just a little tired. It had been a strange day.

Anyone would be tired, moving to an unfamiliar city. The drive across a long bridge to what had once been an isolated island was one thing, but getting pulled over for a broken tail-light, and stopping to get it fixed, hadn't helped.

But the cop who pulled me over had humped me on the backseat until I came inside her. And the mechanic who fixed my car had made love to me right there in her office. These were events that my routine physical, where my doctor had gotten naked with me and 'sampled' my cum, had not prepared me for.

I had one goal, pulling out of Mabel's garage - her directions to my apartment fixed in my head, the taste of her lips still on mine, the warmth of her pussy a very recent memory. I was going to bed. No walk around the block to get a feel for things. No trying to cook in the new kitchen. Not even an attempt to open all the cupboards. Just some necessary rest, after a strange welcome.

It might sound like overkill, but my suspicion was justified.

I made it to my apartment complex. I parked. I took my backpack of important papers and one box of important objects and strongly considered not coming back for anything else until morning. This was indoor parking, so the rest felt safe.

I took the elevator and found my floor, then my front door. I fumbled with my unfamiliar keys, as is traditional, and finally entered my new place.

Once I set down my stuff, I did give myself the chance to take it all in. You only get one first impression, and this one was good. It matched the photos I had seen online. New-ish furniture and a decent amount of space for a city apartment.

There was one feature that was a little outdated. The door that went nowhere.

To the left was my kitchenette, and the doors leading to my bedroom and bathroom and storage. But on the right wall, near the couch, was an old doorframe. These apartments used to be twice the size, the realtor had told me, and a while back someone sliced them all in half. Some still had connecting doors, and mine was joined at the hip to my neighbours'.

You want to be careful about anything like this, so I had made sure to ask about that door. But I was assured the lock was busted. It wasn't about to open.

About ten seconds after I entered, the door opened.

"Welcome home!"

The sight that greeted me should have knocked me on my ass, and it probably would have two hours ago. Instead, my brain made a split-second guess about what was behind that door: a nubile animal-woman. Technically, that guess was wrong. There were two.

They stood right against each other, both visible through the frame. A skunk with an athletic frame and sharp green eyes, grinning in at me, and next to her, a brown raccoon. Her figure was rounder, her fur thicker, and her smile more uncertain.

Both of them were completely naked. Obviously.

"So nice to meet you!" The skunk bounced towards me. Definitely bounced. "We've been waiting all day for you to show up, haven't we, Sarah?"

The raccoon's voice was soft. "Um, yes. Hello!"

"It's pretty late to be arriving. Did you get held up?"

"Yes," I said, guardedly. I try to be polite about first impressions, but... "I was told that door didn't open. That the lock was broken."

"Oh, the lock's broken, alright," said the skunk, one hand resting on her powerful hips. A strip of white fur ran from her muzzle down her body. All the way down. "But not in a way that'd keep it closed!"

Is it legal for realtors to lie? Or like... not lie, but do that thing where they say a bunch of small, true statements that add up to an overall lie?

"So! Yeah!" She clapped her hands together, her eyes bright. "I'm Rachel, and this is my roomie, Sarah."

They were both college students halfway through their courses. She was a likable young woman, if a little forceful. And it was hard to be mad at her friend, too, taking me in with those gentle dark eyes.

But my god. They sure were in my apartment, without my invitation. And before I could get a word in edgewise-

"And of course..."

The inevitable happened.

"...we're gonna show you a proper welcome~!"

The skunk slunk right up to me. Sarah had drifted closer too. And now each had their hands on me.

"We're very, _very _excited to be living so close to a human, you know." She wasn't lying - Rachel's voice was a breathy purr. "Me and Sarah already have plenty of fun together, but we'd love to show you a good time, too." Her fingers traced along my chest, her warm breath against my ear. "What do you say...?"

"Please god," I said, "not yet."

"Huh?"

She pulled back from me. Sarah didn't let me go, but her long fingers on my arm felt more awkward than sensual.

Rachel glared, but the way her lips pouted was pretty cute. "What do you mean, 'not yet'?"

"I mean," I said, with a hint of panicked desperation, "I dunno how much use I'm gonna be to you."

I gave them the short version. I had been given some warning, sure, but I still hadn't adjusted. Getting jumped by the first person I met, and then _also _fucking the second... This must have all taken under 90 minutes. I knew my limits, and we were coming up on them fast.

They listened to my tale of well-I-wouldn't-really-call-it-'woe', and then I stopped talking, and then there was a pause. "Is that it?" said Rachel, finally.

"Yes."

"You fucked two people, and now you're too tired to fuck two more?"

"Yes!"

"Man, that's disappointing." She folded her toned arms. "We were warned too, y'know. That humans might be less DTF, on average."

"You wear clothes a lot more," offered Sarah.

"We do."

I stole a glance to her ample chest. Then I caught myself. My social instincts were out of place here. She wasn't ashamed, being naked. Why should I be ashamed, looking? For that matter...

I reached out a hand. "Um, do you mind if I...?"

"If you what?" She looked down, and saw the stalled trajectory of my hand. "Oh! No, of course not. Why would I?"

She smiled at me, warm and genuine. Entirely at ease. And that smile didn't change as I reached out and touched her soft, inviting tits.

Whether my other hand moved on autopilot, or whether Rachel leaned into me - probably both - I soon felt the slightly coarser fur of her hip against my palm. "Yeah, that's more like it..."

"Maybe we can start slow?" The fact Sarah kept chatting in the same tone as I caressed her wonderfully soft chest was, to be honest, kind of exciting in its own right. "We should still mark the occasion, but..."

"We don't have to get all sweaty and out of breath." Rachel grinned. "Yet."

I nodded. A lot.

Sarah idly stroked my hand, as I stroked her breasts. "If you just got here, you must be tired, and hungry. Why don't you spent the night in our half of the apartment?"

"Yeah, great idea!" said Rachel. "Sarah's a real sweetheart, she'll take great care of you. And I still want to stretch out a bit, so why don't I grab some of your stuff outta your car?"

This wasn't what I pictured for my first night, but I'm not dumb enough to turn down an offer this good. Before long, Rachel zoomed through the front door, armed with my keys and zero clothing.

I watched her pert ass disappear from view. "Is she gonna be... cold?"

"I don't know if you noticed," smiled Sarah, "but she moves around a lot. She'll be fine. Besides, that's not what you're really asking, is it?"

"The whole nudity thing..." I had driven past a few pedestrians who were either fully or half-naked, but not many. The cop and Mabel had both been wearing clothes tied to their jobs, at least before they stripped in front of me. If there was a uniform for chilling in a student apartment, Rachel and Sarah were already 'wearing' it. "I guess I'm getting used to it."

"I hope you do," she said. "I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable."

She drifted right up to me, hands on my shoulders, nose almost touching mine.

"Speaking of... do you mind if I kiss you?"

She was so close. Her eyes were so soft. I just nodded. She kissed me.

Her mouth was warm. Her fingers gently stroked my hair, caressing me. After a few moments, her tongue began to explore me, and I let her. I was a little frozen at first, but then I returned the embrace. I ran my hands down her back to her wide hips, and she made a contented little noise into my mouth.

We stayed like that for a while, soft and slow. When she finally broke the kiss, she didn't go far. "Sorry. But Rachel can be a little, well..." Her claws lightly traced my cheek. "I wanted the first taste," she said, that soft little voice becoming almost blunt. My cock twitched in my pants, right against her warm hips.

She seemed reluctant to pull away, but she remembered she was supposed to be offering me things other than her soft lips.

"So, are you hungry?" When I nodded, she took her hand in mine. Even just holding hands with a pretty girl felt nice - intimacy was everywhere here.

She led me through that goddamn door into what was, unsurprisingly, a mirror image of my own apartment. The only differences were that the layout was reversed, and that it looked a lot more lived in. Sarah and Rachel were obviously college students, but cleanly ones. A benign kind of messy. Some of the furniture and floor was covered in random junk, but nothing was oozing weird stains.

For instance, the kitchen was in good condition. Sarah was soon reheating some leftover takeout. I watched her move, still admiring how completely at ease she was being naked. "You're really comfortable with all this, even though we just met?"

"Like Rachel said, we've been looking forward to this ever since we heard a human was moving in. We want to make a good first impression!"

"Yeah, but..." I frowned. "I'm in your home. We're alone. You're naked. Aren't you worried I could...?"

"Could what?"

"I dunno," I said, vaguely desperate. "Do... something bad...?"

"Are you going to?"

"Of course not!"

"Then what are we even talking about?"

I was starting to think that human society was much, much worse than whatever hedonistic utopia they had figured out here. The sound of the microwave gave me an out.

Over food - Sarah had taken a small portion too - I tried lighter topics. "So, uh," and immediately my cheeks began to burn at asking so brazenly, but I figured it was going to come up sooner or later, "Rachel said the two of you have... fun. Together."

Sarah smiled. "We do."

"Are you guys, y'know... an item?"

"Oh, no," said Sarah, after a slight pause that implied she had to think about it. "I mean, we share a bed, sure. But we're just roomies with benefits, really. It's not like it's a closed relationship," she added, as though their enthusiasm to fuck their new neighbour had somehow given me that impression.

"Right. Well, you sound lucky." I gave her a smile. "I'm lucky too."

To prove the point - mostly to myself - I reached out and stroked her thigh. Again, she smiled, even shuffling a little closer. If my current priority wasn't finishing this small, simple, very welcome meal, I could've easily started playing with her exposed crotch.

I could do that whenever I wanted. There were two young, tight pussies belonging to two fun, pretty women, who I basically shared an apartment with. That door had went from an ominous curse to a blessing real quick. Doctor Reed, the cop, and Mabel were all people I'd have to track down again (or who might track me down, maybe with little warning). But here was an endless supply of easy, relaxed, casual sex. 'Roomies with benefits'. I liked that term.

That was what I was thinking as I finished the food - and heard my own front door open. "Alright! Done!" came Rachel's voice.

Crossing back into my side, I saw that she had piled up all my stuff and made a single trip. I felt impressed - among other things, watching her bend over to drag in a heavy box.

"You want this put anywhere?"

"No, I'll deal with it later." Again, I caught myself before catching myself. I was staring right at her naked pussy, and that was fine. "Thanks very much for..."

"Pssh. Like I said, we wanna stay on your good side." She shut the door and gave me a grin. "Me and Sarah don't have a car, soooooo..."

I laughed. "Right, right. You scratch my back, I scratch yours."

"For starters..."

She strode over to me. She had broken a light sweat after moving all that stuff. It seemed natural to her.

"C'mere, babe." Without much preamble, she leaned in for a firm kiss. I was finally getting used to it. I didn't blink, letting her lips press against mine, her tongue feel out the inside of my mouth.

Her arms slid up my back, holding me tight. And her hips pressed right into mine. I couldn't suppress a grunt, muffled by her mouth. The feeling of being claimed was something I was getting used to, too.

A quiet voice broke the wet silence. "Oh, are you guys staying in there, or...?"

Rachel broke the kiss, smiling over to where Sarah hovered in the connecting door. "Nah. I think we'd all be more comfortable in our bedroom. Sound good to you, new roomie?"

"Lead the way."

She did, one hand comfortably on my ass. They brought me into a room that looked a lot like the bedroom I had been fantasising about all day, except pinker. And with more sex toys idly left out in the open.

Either way, I was grateful to sink my tired body onto their mattress. Rachel and Sarah joined me, since the bed was large enough for us all.

Rachel's nose wrinkled. "Don't tell me you guys sleep in your clothes, too..."

Now was not the time to explain pajamas. "Kinda. Sometimes. But if you're asking if you can..." I smiled, remembering one of Mabel's fun phrases. "...uh, 'unwrap' me, then go ahead. You both earned it."

"Mmnh, that's more like it!"

With a shameless focus, Rachel immediately began stripping my pants. Sarah helped me get my shirt off, and for the third time that night, I was fully naked in front of unfamiliar women.

"Oh, fuck yeah..." Rachel didn't slow, nuzzling her face into my crotch and taking hungry sniffs.

I tensed. "E-easy. Like I said, I'm not..."

"Yeah, yeah. I know." She pulled back, slowly. "Just... y'know. First impression."

Sarah was stroking my chest from behind, but distractedly. She was quieter about it, but I noticed her looking directly at my dick, too. I asked the question I knew would come up eventually. "So do the two of you want...? I mean, the other women I've met have used me specifically for... breeding."

Rachel raised both hands. "Relax, dude. What part of 'free-spirited college girls' makes you think we wanna get pregnant right now? We don't want kids."

I'm pretty sure I felt my pelvis sigh with relief.

"That's why," she grinned, "me and Sarah are both on birth control!"

And just like that, I was back in mortal peril.

Rachel straddled my hips, throwing her arms around my shoulders. She really was quite toned. "C'mon, don't give me that face! I said I'd be gentle to start, didn't I? I know I seem the impatient type, but I'm willing to wait." She casually began to kiss my face. "As long... as it... takes~..."

Before long, I was sinking into another make-out session. Sarah kept a hold of me, her paws quietly exploring my skin, while Rachel's focus stayed on the inside of my mouth. I could understand why Sarah wanted to sneak in some early kisses. Rachel gave no indication of letting go of me any time soon.

Pinned under a soft, toned college student, while her softer, sweeter friend kept me propped up... It was a perfect end to my long day of travel. Part of me wanted to drift off right there, even if that ran the risk of Rachel shaking me awake. But I wanted to repay all their kindness. And, with difficulty, I managed to break the kiss.

"Listen..."

Rachel eventually got the message, but she just moved her lips to my neck instead. "Mmh?"

"I know you two were, uh... looking forward to me arriving, and, y'know... 'welcoming' me..."

Her mouth didn't stop, but from the movements of her tail and hips I knew she was listening intently.

"Even if I'm not up to certain stuff - right now, just - I did have one idea."

Rachel gave my neck a long, slow lick, until her head was more level with mine. "Yeah...?" she breathed.

"Well," I said plainly. "My hands still work."

She sat on that for a moment. (Not literally; literally, she was still sitting right on my crotch.) But she soon broke into another grin, and judging from how Sarah pressed her chest into my back, she approved too.

They moved with an efficiency that implied they had done this exact thing before. Soon, I had two naked college girls lying in front of me, their soft thighs spread, their tits casually touching.

Sarah looked eager, and Rachel was beaming. "What did you have in mind?"

"Like you said. Some first impressions."

Kneeling near them, I brought my hand - slowly - towards her waiting crotch. I saw her bite her lower lip, eager to begin. Happy to welcome me into her most intimate spaces.

I obliged her. Two fingers slipped into her, immediately greeted by a twitch and a sigh.

"Mmnh... that's it..." She lay back, keeping her legs spread. "Just... mmf. Just get to know me..."

I did, gently exploring her walls. I let my fingers brush slowly against her clit and she sucked in a shaky breath.

I could tell she was going to be fun to play with. Very responsive. But she wasn't my only new friend. Without stopping my careful motions, I aimed a smile at Sarah.

"Ready?"

She gave me a shy nod. She didn't need words, not when I could see she was already wet. She eagerly wiggled her hips a little closer...

...and let out a gasp as my other hand started fondling her, too.

It's not just her curves and her fur - Sarah's pussy is wonderfully soft, too. I could tell from the very first touch. And she was as pliant, even submissive, as her demeanour indicated. I was using my off-hand to touch her, as my dominant one kept servicing Rachel, but she totally surrendered to my slightly clumsier technique. She gently wriggled and writhed, matching my movements, giving me full access to caress her.

One girl for long, intense sessions of sweaty fucking (the best kind of cardio). Another girl I could kiss and fondle and quietly bring to orgasm as we shared a couch and some TV. What could be better?

To secure this beautiful future, I couldn't disappoint them here. I poured myself into this important work. It's hard to focus on two things at once, but I did my best not to neglect either. I was rewarded for my efforts. Lidded eyes and swishing tails and low moans and sighs and gasps of pleasure. All the encouragement I needed.

Rachel shuffled a little closer to Sarah. "Does it feel nice, babe?"

Sarah, biting her lip, just nodded.

"Yeah... Yeah, it does for me too." She moved even closer - doing nothing to impede my access to her wet pussy, of course. "It's always nice to have a new pair of hands, isn't it? To let a brand new person get to know you?"

With effort, Sarah managed a nod. "Y-yeah...!"

With Sarah's mouth open, Rachel calmly seized the chance to slip her tongue past those soft lips.

In another motion that looked well-practiced, the girls transitioned into a make-out session. A heavy one. I kept working their lovely pussies, but that left their tits untouched. They soon took care of each other. It was clear from how their hands moved that they both had full, unspoken permission to touch each other wherever they wanted.

But you get used to such arrangements after a while. And that was exactly what Rachel had meant. To be honest, I'm not sure I was doing a spectacular job of servicing them both - again, splitting my attention - but thankfully the sheer excitement of sharing their bed with a new friend seemed to be doing a lot for them. It wasn't long before they were starting to get restless, grunting softly into each others' muzzles as their pussies kept twitching needfully.

I didn't slow. I began to gradually increase my rhythm, focusing more and more on their clits. I paid attention to any strong reactions to certain spots - Rachel was loud and breathy, huffing whenever her arousal spiked, while Sarah was more likely to express pleasure by letting her soft body shiver.

Once I had a good idea of what really turned them on, I leant into it. I worked out simple motions I could do with both hands, but which still made them both writhe in pleasure. It was just a matter of keeping up the pace until one of them cracked.

Unsurprisingly, Sarah was first. She broke the kiss, her face scrunched up tight. "Haaahhhh...!"

"Mmnh, babe...!" Rachel was relentless. Still pinching Sarah's nipples and planting firm kisses on her face. "I know that face. You gonna cum? Huh?"

She only replied with a needy whimper.

"C'mon, Sarah. C'mon, beautiful. I'm close too," breathed Rachel, and I knew from how hard she was twitching that was true. "Let's cum together. Let's give him a proper welcome."

"Oh fuck, oh fuck...!"

"That's it!" Kiss, kiss, kiss, grope. "Do it! Show him how gorgeous you look when you-!"

"F-fuck!"

I didn't know Sarah could get that loud. But she only got louder. She humped my hand and threw her head back and screamed. She came.

Rachel was right behind her. She thrust her hips against me, letting my fingers fuck her body, and suddenly she started shivering. She buried her face in Sarah's fluffy neck and just stayed there, clinging tight to her friend as she twitched around me. I didn't hear her make a noise - at least, not over Sarah's loud moans of pleasure.

It was a beautiful experience. I wasn't just watching, but hearing, and feeling, and even smelling their pleasant, warm scents. My hands slowed, but didn't stop. I wanted to drag out this wonderful shared orgasm for as long as I could.

Sarah came down slowly, moving from screams to groans to tiny, breathless panting. She hid her face behind her hands and let out a little whimper.

Rachel, of course, bounced back in an instant. One moment she was still clutching Sarah, her face hidden from view. The next, she emerged with a grin. "Mmnh, not bad..."

She noticed what Sarah was doing, and laughed lightly.

"Awwh! Are you embarrassed? He was gonna hear you make those noises sooner or later, sweetheart..."

"I really liked it," I said. "I thought you sounded very cute. And hot."

"There! See?"

Sarah came out of hiding, giving us a bashful smile. "Th-thanks..."

I retrieved my hands and enjoyed the view. Watched their chests heave as their both caught their breath. It was satisfying, knowing that I had done this for them. I took the chance to lick my fingers clean. Both my new roommates tasted great. I wondered which one I'd go down on first.

Rachel's lively green eyes wandered downwards. "...Hey, dude?"

"What?"

She didn't say anything. All she did was lick her lips.

I followed her gaze, and realized the obvious - fingering two beautiful women until they shared an orgasm had gotten me fully erect. I had barely been touched myself, but this was a very, very fun situation. My body wasn't tired enough to ignore that.

I couldn't ignore the looks they were giving my cock, too. They were grateful for my efforts so far, sure, but they wanted more. And they were both way too cute to turn down.

"Alright," I said, in mock-defeat. "Both of you, come here."

They eagerly shuffled close - I stayed kneeling on the bed as they lay on their stomachs, giving me a lovely new view of their naked forms. Rachel eyed my cock hungrily, leaning in-

-and I leaned away. "Remember. Be gentle with me."

"C'mon, man!" She pouted. "For the last time, I promise! Just lemme...!"

Sarah giggled. "He just responds well to the softer touch, that's all. Like this."

She planted a delicate kiss on my shaft, and I didn't hold back a sigh. She stayed close, nuzzling my sensitive skin softly.

"Got it." Rachel mirrored her. "Something like...?"

Her tongue slowly moved along my dick, caressing me until it reached the tip.

I closed my eyes. "Yeah. That's good."

"Great." She gave Sarah a smile. "In that case..."

They really were in sync - she didn't need to say it. Sarah knew, and nodded, and they both leaned in.

I gasped as I felt them begin to gently make out while sharing my cock.

My tip was right against their tongues, deliberately included. Their warm, wet mouths welcomed me. I sank back, surrendering to them. It felt amazing.

The rhythm was slow, and gentle. Encouraging. I didn't have to move, just kneel there and let them take care of me. My dick twitched at that thought. They'd take care of me for a whole year. My dick twitched again.

I lay my hands on their heads. Not dominant, just appreciative. I didn't have the words to thank them, but I didn't need any. I knew that my heavy breathing, and the instinctive reactions their tongues earned from my cock, were are they needed.

Rachel was true to her word. She didn't give into the temptation to go faster, or harder. She matched Sarah's pace, quietly pleasuring me. Until it was time.

With a deep sigh, I came for the third time that night. My balls managed a final load, which was eagerly accepted by my lovely hostesses. They caught every drop, giving little noises of arousal. It was much less than either of my other climaxes, but I decided against telling them. Maybe I should leave that as a surprise.

It also didn't last too long. But it was very warm and pleasant. Despite being smaller, it was my favourite orgasm of the night. I was looking forward to more.

I caressed them both. "Thank you... for that."

They pulled back slowly. Both of them gave me beautiful smiles.

"I hope you're satisfied," I said. Not sarcastically, literally. "It's been lovely meeting you, and eating your leftovers, and cumming into your mouths. But today has been weird, I should really get some sleep before I start my new job tomorrow."

Rachel was licking her lips, greedily cleaning any remnants she could find. "Ooh, you hear that, Sarah? A car _and _an income. You're the best friend two college girls could ask for. We'll have to hold on to you tight..."

Sarah smiled at me. Basking in our mutual afterglow, she looked the most relaxed I had seen her. "We can do that literally, if you like..."

"That," I said, pausing to fight off a yawn, "sounds very nice."

I think they got the hint. Without a word, Sarah gathered me up, lying down with me on the bed. And Rachel resumed her kisses, but at a far slower pace. She just got cosy against me, the same way Sarah had, and transitioned from lust to affection. Her lips were soft, and so were her words, planning and promising various pleasures the three of us could share.

And that's how my day is ending. A fox, a rat, a raccoon and skunk, and three orgasms later, my first night in this city is coming to a close.

Don't get me wrong. I appreciate how absurdly lucky I am, and the kind of things that are no doubt waiting for me in the coming year. But I also hope not every day is this... packed. Four different women have jumped me, in what has to be less than two hours, and I'm gonna need to be in better shape to keep up _that _pace. Maybe, like any exercise, doing it constantly will see me improve. All I know is that my body is practically melting into Sarah's soft fur, and Rachel's warm kisses and murmurs are lulling me all too quickly to sleep.

I'm looking forward to starting my job. It was kinda just a cover to get me and my human sperm over here, but it's still real, right? Hopefully it'll be a nice, boring counterpoint to all this. I'm a legal assistant, actually, and I've been contracted to work in a small firm specialising in divorce. Seems like a good place - I already had a quick phone conversation with my new boss, discussed some preliminary stuff with her - and it's in a nice part of town, right between a fertility clinic and one of those women-only gyms.

...Wait.

Wait.

Oh fuck.

The End (for now)