{"sf1_id":1734759,"sf2_id":"7ej92ML1","title":"When Val met Jess part 1","author":"Valcyrie","words":2526,"posted_at":"2021-06-29T03:50:00.000Z","tags":["Anthro","Bisexual","College","Dragon","Dragon Girl","Dragoness","Drake","Female","Goth","Highschool","Lesbian","School"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1734759-when-val-met-jess-part-1","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/7ej92ML1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/bd/77/bd77a8c3-de46-4c1f-9ba7-3ed0a0de06d1","description":"Happy Pride Month!\n[url=hhttps://www.sofurry.com/view/1734766]\u003c\u003c Part 2 here[/url]\n\n\nThis is the first story out of 3, inspired by real life events in my late teens. Basically a story about how the goofy and rather traditional farm girl came into the big city for college and learned about a whole new world - as well as her interest for more than just one gender.\nThis part is mostly a background story and doesn't really contain any lewds, but much more of that in part 2 which will be released tomorrow. Approx 2500 words.Enjoy!\nThumbnail by Semura.","content":" **WHEN VAL MET JESS**  \n  \n_This story is dedicated to a special someone. Your life and your story was a great inspiration to me, and you  \nhelped me see so much of you, of the world; and of myself that I never would have otherwise. You changed  \nmy life in a way that no one else could, or would. Love, your Val._    \n  \n**This story is inspired by real life events. The characters and locations are fictionalized, and are  \npresented with changed names.**    \n  \nSo far in her life, Valcyrie had lived a fairly isolated life. She had grown up as a country girl, a simple life on  \nher parents' farm. She had been a hand for about as long as she could walk. Of course she hated the  \nchores, but what needed to be done needed to be done, and someone had to do it. If that meant harvesting  \nberries or watering the animals, so be it. Child labour was never considered by anyone. It was just a natural  \npart of life.  \nSo much had changed for her when she got older and came into the big city to attend college, Bolinder's.  \nShe remembered her first days so well, still to this day in fact. She met so many different people. There were  \nso many different styles, subcultures and ideas. Most of her classmates would give her peculiar looks. Here  \nwas a girl in baggy cargo pants, a loose fitting t-shirt and a cap, surrounded by fashion lions, emos, goths  \nand skas. There were even the classic rockers with knee-cut jeans, t-shirts with arms torn off, and leather  \njackets. Never before in her life had Valcyrie seen muscly guys with tattoos, long hair and beards. The  \nrattling of their chains, the smell and creaking of their leather jackets... already from the second day they had  \nVal transfixed.  \nIt was also here that she learned about subcultures and how important it was to identify with something to fit  \nin. To be part of a group that was loyal to each other. Due to her clothing when she first came to Bolinder's  \nshe was quickly - without really being talked to or asked - pulled or placed into the group of hip-hop'ers,  \nrappers and gangstas. This was however not a group of people she was particularly fond of. All of them  \nseemed so extreme to her. Among them were everything from femen feminists who ran bare-chested  \nthrough school corridors until security pulled them out, to militant leftists who dealt with drugs and carried  \nweapons on school grounds. No matter how she tried, Valcyrie could not identify with the people she had  \nbeen placed with. She needed a change and she already had her eyes set on a certain group. They had  \nbeen in her focus since day one. She loved the style, the music they played, how they were sitting outside on  \nthe lawn during breaks, drawing and writing poetry. There was a sense of free spirit around them that she  \nreally admired. That's what she wanted - to be free, do as she wanted and be artsy, everything she had  \nbeen laughed at and mocked for before.  \nThat afternoon after school, instead of heading home, Valcyrie went down town and onto the lit shopping  \nstreet. She visited the makeup store, several clothing stores and leather workers. That night, as she was  \nalone at home, she went into the bathroom, opened the small box she had bought today and for the first time  \nin her life, Valcyrie dyed her hair. After that she went to the workshop, took a piece of steel wire, bent it  \naround the anvil and hammered it into shape. Then, with a pair of pliers, took up the tiny steel ring she had  \nmade and slid it up her nose before clamping the pliers down. It stung a bit, but as she went back inside the  \nhouse and into the bathroom, she looked into the mirror and grinned. A nice steel nose ring sat in place and  \ninstead of a curly blonde angelic hair that she had had since she was a toddler, raven black curls framed her  \nface neatly. She grinned.  \nThe next day in school she came walking up the path where her usual friends sat. They looked up and didn't  \neven recognize her until she was passing them by. Only then did one of them jump up.  \n\"Val! What the fuck have you done?!\"  \nValcyrie grinned back at her friend.  \n\"I changed my style.\"  \nHer friend just stared at her, not being able to grasp what she saw. To them, this was a form of betrayal. All of  \nthem stared at her, no one said a word. Val made a small curtsy, lifting her long black cloak as if it had been  \na skirt.  \n\"I like the change,\" Valcyrie said. And that would be the last words she ever said to that group of friends. She  \nturned on the spot, her heavy leather boots clacking against the pavement as she strolled off. She went into  \nthe cafeteria, where she knew a group of them were always hanging out.  \nThe group sat around a small round table, chatting and drinking coffee and Jolt Cola. They looked up at the  \nstranger suddenly standing next to them. She wore a pair of black shiny military leather boots, only tied  \nhalfway up. A pair of black tights ran up the long slender legs until they met a red skirt, which then met a  \nblack top with a Celtic cross, all surrounded by a long, black coat with a waist belt. Around her neck was a  \nblack leather collar with a silver pentacle hanging from it. Silver rings covered her fingers and her claws were  \nblood red. Long black bangs hung around her snout and in one of her nostrils gleamed a shiny metal ring.  \nHer lips were dark red and curled into a small smile, her piercing blue eyes glowing under the bangs. Over  \nher shoulder hung a black leather handbag with metal spikes and studs.  \nThe fellow goths around the table all looked at her in silence for a moment. There was a tall red drake with a  \ntasteful chin spike wearing a top hat. Two smaller dragonesses, one red and one black wearing almost  \nidentical clothing, their ears filled with piercings. And a white dragoness in fishnets and leather skirt, wearing  \na black cloak around her shoulders, her hair red on the left side and purple on the right, split in half by a red  \nhead fin. Just like Valcyrie, she had a nose ring and she wore some really tasteful makeup. Valcyrie felt a  \nsmall churn in her stomach at the sight of her - dhe was so pretty. Just last year had Valcyrie realised that  \nshe was bisexual.  \nThe goths around the table then - almost as one - moved their chairs to give space to the newcomer.  \nValcyrie grabbed a chair from a nearby table and sat down, placing the handbag in her lap. The drake in the  \ntop hat cocked his head at her.  \n\"I do not believe we have met before...?\" He raised an eye ridge. Valcyrie felt her heart skip a beat, her  \nstomach churn from nervousness. She nodded at first before daring to look around the table, meeting the  \ngaze of each and everyone of them.  \n\"My name is Valcyrie. I am fairly new here. Freshman.\"  \nThe drake nodded and reached out a paw to her. She took it, and they shook paws.  \n\"My name is Edward. It is nice to meet you, Valcyrie.\"  \n\"The same... my Lord.\" Valcyrie smiled shyly. Edward rose his eye ridges in surprise, then grinned and nearly  \nlaughed.  \n\"Oh I am not a Lord, madame. But thank you very much for such a gracious compliment.\"  \nHe tipped his hat at her. Valcyrie noticed that he too was wearing makeup, something she found surprising  \nand good-looking.  \n\"We were just talking about creative writing and poetry. Would you like to take part?\" Edward asked her.  \nVal noticed a tasteful black cane with a snake head resting against the table next to him. She shook a curl of  \nhair off of her snout.  \n\"Nevermore,\" she said and smiled. It took a moment and then they all laughed. Edward leaned back in his  \nchair and gave the newcomer a curious, evaluating look, lifting his cane and putting it across his lap.  \n\"You were a gangsta, weren't you?\"  \nValcyrie shook her head, then spoke.  \n\"Well... no, I mean, not really. I just wore those clothes because they were practical... I don't live in the city, I  \ncome from the countryside. You need cargo pants on a farm.\"  \nThe other goths looked at her for a moment.  \n\"Well, tell us about who you are. What do you like to do in your spare time?\" Edward asked her.  \n\"Well... I do have a lot of chores at home... but I like building stuff. Crafting. Working with my hands. I like to  \ndraw a lot, too.\"  \n\"You draw?\" Edward asked. \"Do you have anything to share? We love art.\"  \nValcyrie blushed but nodded.  \n\"I'm not really that good... but... I have something.\"  \nShe opened her new purse, which was rather big, and from it pulled a sketchbook and placed it on the table.  \nEdward gave her a quick look as if to ask if he could open it. Valcyrie nodded. Edward opened the book in  \nthe middle of the table and started to browse through it. There were swords, suits of armour, attempts to  \ndraw dragons that were out of proportion, or looked strangely stiff.  \n\"Look, I know it sucks...\" Val looked down at the floor.  \n\"Actually, this ain't half bad,\" Edward said. \"I cannot draw better myself.\"  \nHe closed the block and the white dragoness picked it up and started to look through it while Edward  \nchanged his focus to Valcyrie.  \n\"It looks like you fancy medieval history?\"  \nValcyrie nodded. \"My dad was an archaeologist and has shown me around a lot. I do find history incredibly  \nfascinating, especially knights and the feudal society.\"  \n\"Curious!\" Edward replied. \"I do like history myself, but as you might guess, I favour the Victorian age.\"  \nVal smiled and nodded. \"I noticed. Not just the top hat and the cane, but the shirt with the ruffle as well.\"  \nEdward nodded and gave her a \"not bad\" facial expression. He then aimed his paw around the table,  \npointing at each person in turn.  \n\"You can call me Ed. The black ness here is Chip, and the red one Dale. The wh-\"  \n\"Chip and Dale?\" Val snorted with laughter. Ed smiled and nodded.  \n\"Such is the name they go by. One could think they are twins, but they are actually unrelated. Only...  \ndisturbingly good friends.\"  \nChip and Dale looked at each other, grinned, giggled and blew kisses at each other. Valcyrie couldn't help  \nbut smile at the scene. Seeing such openness never happened where she came from.  \n\"And this is Jess,\" Ed continued, and pointed at the white ness who was still browsing through Valcyrie's  \ndrawing block. \"She is absolutely badass. Be careful with her.\"  \n\"Why?\" Valcyrie asked.  \n\"She, uh... she takes what she wants.\" He grinned at Valcyrie and winked. Valcyrie felt herself blush and  \nhelplessly eye the pretty dragoness that sat across the table from her. She then nodded.  \n\"You guys can call me Val.\"  \n\"Welcome, Val.\" Edward reached out his paw to shake hers again. \"You seem like a nice lady.\"  \nVal blushed a bit at being called lady when she heard a sudden gasp. Everyone looked over at Jess, who  \nwas the one to have uttered the sound. The dragoness put the block down on the table. A loose drawing that  \nhad been tucked into it laid across it. There was a drawn picture of a blue drake taking a certain black  \ndragoness from behind. Val felt her cheeks burn red hot, the others all stared at it, then stared up at her.  \nEdward tried to hold back a cocky smile and stifled a laugh by forcing a cough. Chip and Dale started to  \ngiggle maniacally and whisper with each other while Jess gave Val a long and curious look, a smug grin on  \nher face. Val felt that she wanted to just sink into the ground and disappear. A first meeting could not have  \nbeen more awkward. Thankfully, Edward turned out to be quite the gentleman as he leaned in over the table,  \ncarefully put the erotic drawing into its place, closed the block and slid it over to Val who quickly stuffed it  \nback in her purse.  \n\"Do not worry, Val,\" he said and gave her a warm smile. \"We all enjoy some erotica sometimes. We don't  \njudge.\"  \nVal gave him a weak smile.  \n\"I'm sorry I did that, that was rude of me.\"  \nVal looked up. It was Jess who had spoken. She was now looking at Val and reached out a paw to shake  \nhers. Val took her paw in hers and shook it carefully. Jess' fingers were sleek, soft and her claws sharp and  \nwell trimmed. Even her hands were beautiful. Val realized she had been holding on for too long when Jess  \npulled her hand back, which made Val blush even more.  \n\"After school we are all heading down town for some tea and ice cream by the river,\" Ed broke in, saving Val  \none more time. \"Would you like to join us, Val?\"  \nMore than thankful for the opportunity and that she was still welcome after that awkward moment, Val  \nnodded.  \n\"Yes please, I'd love to.\"  \n\"Excellent!\" Ed smiled at her. \"Why don't we meet up here when w-\"  \nJust then the bell rang. It was time for class again. Ed stood up and the others soon followed suit. He bowed  \nto Val and took his hat off before he stood back up.  \n\"Let us meet here at 4 o' clock, shall we? And we can stroll down to the river together.\"  \nVal nodded again.  \n\"It was a pleasure to meet you, Lady Valcyrie,\" Ed said and grinned.  \n\"It was a pleasure to meet you too, my Lord,\" Val replied. Ed chuckled, nodded and adjusted the top hat with  \na nudge of his cane.  \nVal looked after the group of goths as they headed off to their classes. She remained seated for a while,  \npondering all that had just happened. Over all, despite the awkwardness, the meeting of her new group  \nseemed to have gone well, and she was very much looking forward to seeing them again this afternoon.  \nEspecially Jess, whom Val couldn't quite take her eyes off of. Edward was something unique too, she had  \nnever met such a classy and well-behaved boy, who at the same time was so kind and humble. They  \nseemed like a really nice group. As Val looked after them, she saw Jess turn her head and look back at her.  \nVal staggered and saw Jess crack up a cute, mischievous smile. And Val realized that Ed's warning about  \nthe alluring Jess may have come too late. She already had Val around her finger.  \n**End of part 1.**  \n  \n\n"}