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**Hearts and Minds

By: VeronicaFoxx

For: Dreixes**

Charlene's phone buzzed insistently, but the alligator ignored it. That was honestly more of a compliment to Kaliya than she felt she deserved, but she really was trying very hard. The border collie sat astride the reptile's hips, her legs stretched wide around them, riding the long, thick cock that jutted up from the hermaphrodite's groin. Charlene was watching her, letting out a hungry 'gator growl' every so often, and it was both encouraging and terribly embarrassing. The few times that the bitch had been with anyone since her surgical transition, it had intentionally been in the dark, and it hadn't been anything like this. What she'd had before was rough fucking, rutting, more of the male (or herm in one other case) getting their nuts off inside her as fast and as often as possible before leaving her to lie there feeling used and wondering if it was worth it. They had left her feeling more like a fleshlight than a female, but she hadn't felt like she deserved anything better than that either. She wasn't really female, even if surgery had given her the cosmetic appearance of one. She didn't feel female, not really, not in the ways that mattered. Or she hadn't until now.

The five-day trip to do apartment shopping had been unexpectedly far more beneficial than simply giving her a break from her grueling, self-punishing workload. After two days offline when she was supposed to be home and active, Charlene had messaged her wondering what was wrong, and the conversation had ended up with her admitting what she was doing. It was after only a week and a few days after her visit with the dominant herm, and it was eating into her saved funds for a full genetic transition, but she had wanted to be closer to Charlene, even if they never ended being more than they currently were. The gator was... good, and good for her, good to have around, good for her sanity and self-esteem and so many other things. Charlene had seen through her in ways that no one else ever had. The facade of her online persona had entirely shattered under the herm's scrutiny, and everything that lay behind it had been exposed. For the first time in her life, she had been made to feel that what lay behind that fragile veneer of strength was actually worthwhile, worth knowing, worth making actually strong. Worth caring about. Maybe even worth loving.

So she had let herself be talked into bringing the gator along on her trips to explore housing options, checked out of her hotel room, and stayed in the apartment that Charlene shared with Felicia, though the rabbit was thankfully gone for a visit home. Felicia was due back the next day, but Kaliya would be leaving that evening, so she intended to go from her last scheduled walk-through to the airport and home without any interaction with the bunny. She didn't very much want to see Foo Foo, if she could at all help it. Especially considering the fact that the border collie hadn't removed the little shit's chastity when the visit had ended. The brat was rather unlikely to be in a friendly mood being left in a position where she was unable to orgasm and just becoming sexually aroused was an excruciating experience. Admittedly, those had been Charlene's doing, but Kaliya had been given the option to relieve that suffering, and the bitch had decided quite firmly to leave them in place the very moment that the option had been laid in her hands. Felicia didn't deserve anything better than that, and Kaliya did.

Charlene made her feel that she did. And that was why she was doing her absolute best to ride the gator's cock better than she had ridden any cock in her entire life. She didn't have a hell of a lot of experience, at last not in real life, and she had some filters in place on her rig to make things feel better for any virtual partners she got with, so it was a very new experience. It was also a very different experience from any of her other matings in that she actually cared if the experience was good for herself as well as for her partner.

It had started with a blowjob, and that was something in which Kaliya took pride in her skills. She had just intended to show her appreciation, as had been the case with so much of their real-life sexual contact, but that hadn't been good enough for the gator. While the border collie had been forced to accept some reciprocal attention in their times together, she had made sure that the focus was on Charlene. It was The Way Things Are so far as she was concerned. Kaliya was only entitled to attention to a very finite point, and the vast majority of her time and energy must be given over to providing pleasure to her partner. But The Way Things Are wasn't how Charlene operated. Charlene wanted The Way Things Should Be. Kaliya had, as always occurred in her relationships, allowed her own wants and desires to be subsumed beneath those of the alligator's; the confusing thing about this particular encounter was the fact that her partner's wants and needs were for her to fulfill her wants and needs, so it was... weird. It made her rather self-conscious, but it was... very pleasant.

Charlene had laid back and told her to just act like it was another dildo rather than a living cock attached to someone she cared about. The fact that it was the latter rather than the former made her all the more conscious of what she was doing, though she couldn't very well refuse when told to perform, especially with someone so very much wanted to be watched by. So she had applied a copious amount of lube, her own saliva and mucus not being quite enough without the ability to produce any natural lubricants, and settled herself atop it to slip slowly downwards. It gave her the opportunity to actually appreciate the length and thickness and feel, the slightly pebbled texture of scale that was so different from flesh, as wide as any knot she had taken from tip to base, and able to reach deep enough that it touched the end of her tunnel before her hips touched against the gator's. If it had been any other time, Kaliya would have forced herself to take it to the root, take every last inch and ignore the pain because she felt that it was justly deserved for one reason or another, but Charlene had told her quite specifically not to do that. She was ordered to get herself off, using the gator's cock as a dildo, to take as long as she needed getting there, and that she was not supposed to make the herm cum.

It made for an interesting balance to strike, but she was doing her best. She had started by riding slowly, ears tucked and burning, extremely embarrassed to be so closely observed and feeling like her technique was being intimately critiqued in every way, but that had eventually fallen into the background as she found the rhythm that felt best and started to actually enjoy herself. It really did feel rather nice inside her, though she would admit that she preferred having a knot to work against as well. Eventually, she had sat more upright, her hands moving from using Charlene's stomach as support to roving over her own body, tweaking at her nipples, teasing at her clit, stroking along her stomach and sides. She started to wiggle her hips as she rose and fell, dragging the cock inside her against the more sensitive surfaces, finding herself gasping and whining, focusing more and more on getting herself there and less on how her actions were affecting the gator.

She was slightly put off by the interruption of the phone, but Charlene turned it off after the second time it started to buzz. The reptile's attention was focused solely and entirely on the border collie, and it had somehow transformed from something that made her feel self-conscious and embarrassed into something that made her feel highly aroused and sexy. It wasn't like she wasn't used to being watched; she streamed sexual content for a living. She just wasn't used to having real, live observers, and especially not someone whose opinion mattered so deeply to her. The fact that it had taken two hours to even get this far slightly tweaked at her anxiety, and she was sure that Charlene's cock must be aching from being hard for so long, but the gator just kept watching, giving appreciative rumbles every so often, occasionally rubbing her own breasts, and offering encouraging smiles whenever Kaliya seemed to be faltering.

So the border collie kept on going. And when her climax finally came, it was like a full-body seizure, quaking up from her core to steal her breath and make it feel like her entire body was vibrating. It left her breathless, gasping in short pants that were half whine, the ecstasy of the release very near to pain in and of itself. It seemed to yank her out of her own body, put her spirit through a sausage machine, and pour her back into it, or some other metaphor that made more sense. She couldn't think of one. It left her so sensitive that just leaning forward set off aftershocks of further orgasm, and it took her nearly five minutes to get herself into a laying position, resting her head against Charlene's impressively full chest with that thick cock still buried between her legs. When the gator had asked permission to cum, she could only give a whimpering nod. A few hard thrusts (and a few more aftershock orgasms) later, she felt the hot, salty spunk filling her until it leaked out onto the herm's hefty balls.

Then Charlene turned her phone back on, and the blissful peace was shattered. "Well, fuck. Uh... okay, so seems like Foo Foo decided on comin' home a day early, pup pup. Guess I shoulda checked my phone the first time. She's already almost here in a car."

Kaliya let out a long sigh-whine through her nose, clutching at the gator's sides. She really didn't want to leave, didn't want to even move, but she also very much didn't want to deal with the rabbit. She felt incredibly, impossibly good, utterly comfortable, completely exhausted, and sexually satisfied in a way that she couldn't remember ever having experienced before, so of course Felicia had to go and ruin everything.

"Not really time to take a shower, but I can take ya to a hotel, if'n ya want. I'd prefer ya didn't, though. I told ya she said she was sorry for what she done. I think ya should hear it for yerself, from the horse's mouth, as it were. Plus, ya wouldn't hafta go anywhere." The gator chuckled, and Kaliya had to agree that she could get behind that idea. "Tell ya what, if'n ya really don't want 'er ta be here, I'll tell her to get a hotel room, but it wouldn't be bad to at least see if she's sincere about that apology. Sound good, sweety?"

The border collie thought it over for a moment, but she couldn't see any flaw in the offer. She knew that Charlene wouldn't hesitate to smack the rabbit down if Felicia decided to be a cunt, and she really didn't want to move. She nodded with her head still resting between the gator's breasts and received a light scratch between her ears.

"Alrighty, I'll send 'er a message to let 'er know yer here, just so she ain't comin home to a surprise, and we can stay right here."

The border collie just closed her eyes and basked in the moment, feeling Charlene slowly softening and beginning to slip free of her. She stroked her hands along the pebbled hide where it met the ridged underscales, tracing her thumbs along that line while being careful not to do so in a manner that was too ticklish for the gator. It was highly amusing that the reptile even was ticklish, especially with such thick skin, but it was the truth, so she was careful not to push her caresses past the stage of slightly uncomfortable but nice. She could hear the tha-thump of Charlene's heart where she rested her head against the larger herm's chest, and it was very comforting, as was the slight coolness of the reptilian flesh beneath her, the gusty sound of the herm's breathing. She found herself drifting, not quite asleep but most definitely not fully conscious. It was extremely pleasant, especially since she didn't have any of the normal half a billion thoughts running screaming around inside her head while it lasted. It was just a quiet time of existing in a prolonged, very enjoyable moment.

Which had to end, and did when they heard the front door open. Kaliya let out a low groan, and Charlene petted lightly at her back, then came a knock at the bedroom door. That in itself was a bit odd, but when the gator called for the bunny to come in, she was surprised to see Felicia's state. It was very obvious that the bunny had been crying, her ears limp against the back of her head, and she seemed completely subdued, lacking any of the normally feisty energy that she tended to radiate.

"I... uh... j-just wanted to get some of my clothes, if that's okay," the rabbit said, just barely above a whisper.

Kaliya didn't need to be prompted to roll off of the alligator. Charlene nearly leapt out of the bed and gathered up Foo Foo into her arms, hugging the brown-spotted rabbit tight before moving back to sit on the bed with the fuzzy little girl snuggled in her lap. It seemed to be too much for her, and she burst into wracking sobs. Kaliya felt... extremely awkward, like she was seeing something terribly private and intruding on the moment, so she sat slightly away from the pair, hugging her knees against her chest and wondering if she should just leave but afraid to move for fear of drawing attention to the fact that she was still present. She didn't want to add to the abject misery that Felicia was very obviously in, but she also didn't know how to help comfort the bunny, so she was left feeling like some pervert peering through a window at a couple engaged in an intimate act. She was very glad when the sobs finally quieted, and Charlene started trying to figure out the cause.

"Now what the hell was that all about, fluffy butt?" the gator gently inquired.

"I'm sorry," Felicia replied, her voice still strangled with misery but cried out for the moment. "I just... I shouldn't have come back. I should've just found somewhere else to be. I didn't mean to interrupt..."

"No, no, none o' that, girl. You tell me what's wrong right this second, or I'll snuggle it outta ya." The burly reptile gave the rabbit a tight squeeze of a hug. "I ain't lettin' ya go til I know what's goin' on."

The bunny took in a ragged breath and let it out in a huffing sigh, squirming into a more comfortable position, and took several long seconds to gather herself before speaking again. "You said that you still wanted me, but... but she's here, and... and I was home, and mom and dad said that I couldn't stay, even though..." She cut off as another sob choked her, but she swallowed it down and pressed onward. "I th-thought you were gonna let me stay, but it's okay. She's nicer anyways, and I fucked it all up, and I deserve to be kicked out. I thought it was all gonna be just sex and fun and doing whatever I wanted to do, and I didn't even think about anyone else, and I fucked it all up. I deserve it, and I'm sorry."

The alligator heaved a sigh and put a finger beneath the rabbit's chin, forcing Felicia's gaze upwards so that she could look into it. "Now, bunny-butt, did I say a single thing about kickin' you out or movin' Kaliya in? Did I say a single thing 'bout not wantin' you here? I told ya she was visitin' again so you wouldn't be surprised at findin' 'er here when ya got home and think exactly this kinda thing, sweetheart! It ain't like I planned it. Kaliya was up here on 'er own ta see about findin' a place ta stay. She wants to move here so she can be close to us. Ain't that right, hun?"

Kaliya moved to kneel beside Charlene in view of the distraught lapine and offered a solemn nod of agreement. "I don't want to move in with you. I just... I wanted to be closer... I... I don't... have a lot of friends where I am..."

Foo Foo scrunched up her face for a moment, then fought her way free of the gator's grasp and stomped over to the bathroom. There followed a long minute worth of nose blowing while the canine and crocodilian waited for her to return, and she looked just as miserable as before though without the probability of another bout of tears.

"I'm such a fucking idiot," Felicia declared while arranging herself in Charlene's lap once more. "I'm sorry."

Then she reached across to fumble at the hand Kaliya had resting on the gator's knee. The border collie thought that the bunny was just trying to get her to stop touching Charlene at first, but when she tried to pull her hand away, she found it caught by the rabbit's. It took her a moment to realize that Felicia was trying to hold her hand, and she didn't know quite how to feel about that. After a few tugs, she gave in and let it happen, more to see what would happen than anything.

The lapine held her hand firmly and met her gaze, giving a sincere and repentant, "I'm sorry, Kaliya. I'm sorry for everything. I'm going to be better, I promise."

The border collie blinked at that, mulling it over. It certainly sounded like Foo Foo meant it, but she had heard things like that said in the exact same tone before with nothing to show for it afterwards. She had been in bad, abusive relationship after bad, abusive relationship, and she had gotten apology after apology any time she stood up for herself while in them. And then things had continued on just as they had been until she finally ran, only to find herself right back in the same situation almost immediately afterwards. Meeting Charlene had changed things. It had started out in almost exactly the same way, but that was all her own fault. The gator had taken her facade as truth, at first, but that hadn't lasted for very long. The more time she spent with the farm mistress, the more of her true self was ferreted out and exposed. Somehow, for once, for the first time in her life, someone hadn't ridiculed her or hated her or wanted to hurt her for what lay beyond the smoke and mirrors. Felicia, on the other hand...

"Okay," Kaliya said, gently extracting her hand.

Foo Foo was very obviously confused by that response. "Okay? Does... does that mean that you forgive me?"

"No."

"I... uh... Th-then what do you mean?"

Kaliya took a moment to get her thoughts in order, then let her head tilt to one side as she explained. "I mean that I accept that you are apologizing, but I don't accept the apology. I accept that you're saying that you intend to change, but I won't believe it until you put those words into action."

"I... o-okay, then." Charlene glanced back and forth between the two of them, likely expecting some kind of fight, though Kaliya wouldn't be the one to start it, and Felicia completely changed the topic instead. "So, what kinda place were you looking for up here? Were you wanting to be close-close or, like, across town?"

The border collie blinked and considered not answering, but if she did find a place then the bunny would find out about it soon enough. "Probably a little studio. The cost of living here is higher than where I live. I really couldn't afford a two bedroom here like I do back home, at least not if I still want to save up for a full transition. I was hoping to get close, within an hour's drive at worst, but it's looking like I may need to search a bit further outside the city to find something in my price range."

"Oh. K. Transition?"

Kaliya clammed up as panic struck her, ears and tail tucking tight. She had let her guard down, let something slip that she hadn't intended to. She had told Charlene about it, but she trusted Charlene. She hadn't mentioned it to anyone else. The only other people still in her life that knew were her parents and siblings, and only her sister was any kind of supportive about it. She could feel a whine building up, clogging her throat as she clamped down on letting it out, a knot twisting in her stomach, her muscles tensing as they prepared her to flee, but then a large hand came down to stroke at her neck in a way that spread warm comfort through her to wash away the tight heat of fear and anxiety.

"Hey, girl, hey," Charlene cooed. "Calm down, hun. Felicia useta be a herm, y'know. Gave 'erself a snip. So, I think maybe it's somethin' y'all have a little bit in common, huh?"

"I... O-okay," Kaliya agreed, nuzzling her head into the gator's palm. "I'm... trans."

Felicia blinked and glanced between the border collie and gator before settling on the latter for further clarification. Charlene couldn't help but chuckle.

"Y'know, I ferget how much you don't know 'bout tha world sometimes. Kaliya started off life as male, but she got gender reassignment surgery to be female. She's savin' up to get a genetic rewrite, get all tha bells 'n whistles, y'know?"

"Oh." Felicia scrunched her brows together. "Well, depending on what other adjustments you want, if it's just a basic chromosome swap and organ implantation that's only about half a mil, so what's the big... wait, wait, right, you guys have to work and all, right. Oh. Oh, so you... Uh... how much do you have saved up?"

"Only about twenty thousand over the last five years since I got the surgery."

"Oh... jeez, fuck that. You're never gonna get there at that rate."

"Well no shit!" Kaliya exploded, throwing her hands up in despair. "I know that! You think I don't know that? Another big reason for moving here was that this state helps subsidize that kind of thing, but I'd still need to go through their therapy program for five more years, even though I already did that back home before they would let me get the surgery to even look female, and then I still have to put up half of the cost of it anyways!"

She let out a groan, resting her head in her hands, grinding the heel of her palm against her eyes. She heard the rabbit slip down from Charlene's lap and pad towards the bathroom, then found herself pulled into that tight embrace instead. She nestled herself against the reptile's bosom and internally raged at the idiocies of the world. Not that she didn't like Charlene's boobs; they were very nice ones, big and soft and great pillows for napping, but they were just another of the concessions that non-standard people had to make to fit in with society. The gator was a herm but preferred being considered and addressed as female, even though she very much enjoyed having a cock and balls, so she had gotten the relatively inexpensive surgical adjustment of adding mammaries despite being a reptile so that people would see her as female. And that was only half of Kaliya's own battle.

The bitch let the comforting snuggle push back down the anger and self-loathing and anxiety and fear, savoring the time that they had together while she still could. After tomorrow she'd be back home where she needed to worry about much more than just being misgendered or misunderstood. There was, even these days, still a sizeable portion of the population that hated people like her, people who were anything but cisgendered and straight, though she thankfully lived in an area where that mostly wasn't the case.

"Hey, Kaliya, what's your home address?" came a sudden nonsequitur interruption.

Kaliya peered out from behind the shelter of Charlene's arms, seeing the rabbit holding up her phone. The border collie was confused, but she saw no reason to withhold that information at this point. She gave her address, and the rabbit retreated back into the bathroom, shutting the door behind herself once more.

"Maybe she's gettin' you a homecoming present for when you get back," Charlene suggested with a chuckle. "Nice big arrangement of sausages, mmph! Damn, what I wouldn't give to keep that stuff in the house again. You got no idea how damn much you'll miss havin' a good steak 'til ya live with an herbivore."

Kaliya snorted. "Starting to see why there's still such a big market for vore porn? If she gets to be too annoying, you can send her to visit my folks. I'm sure they'd love having rabbit for dinner."

She regretted the suggestion immediately after making it, tucking her ears tight against her skull as she tried to stammer out an apology, but Charlene was too busy laughing to heart it. "Hell, girl, if I wanted that, I'd send 'er gift wrapped to my own fam. Georgia and Florida ain't so far apart in a lot of ways, though I admit we're a little more socially progressive overall."

Kaliya nodded and let out a slight giggle. Despite the familiar accent, the fact that Charlene was so very much different from what she'd expect of someone who had it made her forget that they had originated in the same geographic area. She really didn't think that it was just the fact of the gator being from Florida though; Charlene deserved far more credit for the kindness, compassion, and understanding that she showed than for it to be given entirely to the area that she grew up in. Particularly because the state actually was almost as bad, with only the fact that the aging population of political conservatives was dying off faster than new ones could replace them and the younger generations were getting a tighter and tighter grip on the power in the state, which made for a much faster progression in social equality than Georgia experienced.

"Mind if I get Foo Foo, see if she wants to cuddle, too?" Charlene inquired.

The border collie considered it before nodding; it wasn't a hard olive branch to offer, especially since it meant she got to spend more time snuggled with Charlene, and she was transferred back onto the bed as the gator went to knock on the bathroom door. The rabbit called out that she needed another minute but eventually came out looking like the cat that ate the canary and swaggered over to hop onto the bed beside Kaliya. Charlene followed after looking just as bemused as the bitch felt, at least until the rabbit began to speak.

"Okay, so, your stuff should be here by the end of the week, but we need to go over to sign the paperwork tomorrow. I found a nice condo suite about a thirty minute walk from here, and it doesn't have an HOA, so no worries about fees or anything. They've got a pool and a gym and a health spa, too, so that's good, and there's plenty of shopping and entertainment right around it, too. Soon as we have you settled in there, I've got you lined up with my parents. Full transition will take at least two weeks of rejuve therapy, but they'll let you tweak things however you want, so you can get a full rebuild if you want, up to and including complete species change, with full germline edit. And... why are you both looking at me like that?"

"The hell were you doin' in there?" Charlene demanded, hands on hips.

Felicia blinked. "I... just told you? I thought she wanted to move here? So I got her a place to live? And I can't do any rejuve therapy for at least two or three more years, but any kid that leaves home is still entitled to one a year, so I convinced my parents to give a discount for doing Kaliya instead? I... d-did I fuck up again?"

The border collie was... stunned. What had been merely a hopeful intention had become an absolute certainty in a matter of minutes, but the question was... "Why?"

The rabbit's ears were tucked down tight, and her expression was similar to staring down the headlights of an oncoming car. "I... I don't... I mean... I really fucked up, okay? I'm sorry. I really am. I don't know... I thought it would help?"

Kaliya nodded slowly, understanding. "I'm not gonna say no; this is... it's the biggest gift anyone has ever given me ever, and probably ever will, but just throwing money at me isn't going to make me accept your apology. It's... a really big start, though, and it definitely earns you a bazillion brownie points."

"I... okay. I guess... I guess that's as good as I can hope for right now."

Charlene pulled the rabbit into a sideways hug, petting at her head with the other hand. "Don't forget she's still just a kid, Kaliya. Ya gotta give her a little leeway here. She doesn't have nearly the kind of experience we do with relationships, and she's doin' her best to show that she's serious about things, okay?"

Kaliya let out a huff, annoyed with herself. The gator was right; Felicia still was still a kid, especially when it came to maturity and experience. She nodded and held out a hand to shake. "Okay. I accept your apology. Thank you."

The rabbit took it and gave it a vigorous pumping, grinning ear to ear. It made the border collie feel nice. She could only hope that she wouldn't come to regret it, though she rather doubted that Charlene would let the bunny backslide very much before giving her a kick in the ass for doing so.

The End