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Evolution is a funny, fickle thing. It's said that it's survival of the fittest. The species that can't adapt die out and the others that did take their place. The truth is no one understands it at all. Lizards and birds adapted to the changing world by barely changing at all, other than maybe getting bigger, smaller or faster. However they were no smarter than they used to be.

Meanwhile mammals were the creatures that really changed. However not evenly across the board. Some mammals walked upright with their bodies adapting to that position, others stayed on all fours while still growing more intelligent and dexterous, some stayed somewhere in between. The former being more uniform in size and shape with the later two forms being more divergent in size closer to what their wild ancestors were.

Now this phenomenon was not species specific. Any mammal of any species could come in any of the "types" Bipeds, ferals and demies. Once again the wonders of evolution showed itself. While it was on the rarer side of common, offspring from any kind of mammal could be born as a type different to their parents

In the post war modern times, mammals live in relative comfort. The problems of feeding, housing, employing and entertaining everyone had long ago been solved. Feeding had been hardest, however to create a society where everyone was more or less safe it had to happen, and there wasn't a mammal alive that had gone through those times.

It was winter with heavy sheets of snow on the ground of New Bork City, the cold was not a problem for most mammals. Even the smallest had ways to deal with the harsh weather of the concrete jungle. Samantha 'Sammi' Verflucht dealt with it by adding a thick green sweater to her dense black short coat.

Sammi was a sleek black cat demi. Three foot tall when she's up on her back paws all the way. Twenty-three years old with average demi hips, mid sized breasts and cute face. All around she was just the textbook example of a house cat. Sadly the only thing close to notable about her was that she was the only girl in her mother's last litter of four. Even her heterochromia wasn't truly unique, over half of her 12 brothers and sisters had one green eye and one blue.

Though she was the only black cat in her family to make it into their twenties. Most of the losses were not tragic, mammals have to eat after all, and some feel they should fulfill that purpose. With the age of consent as low as fifteen in places and being eaten even used as punishment it happens often. Not that any mammal could just grab someone off the street and gobble them up, some experts said all this had an effect on many mammal blood lines causing them to still have litters of multiple offspring. Again no one knew for sure.

Sammi was unlucky in other ways. The black cat curse hadn't cost her much other than cash, opportunity and a little heartbreak from time to time but she was still breathing and doing well. Sometimes she was her own curse. Getting a Creative Arts degree hadn't gained her anything more than a best friend, who she currently lived and worked with.

Today Sammi had the day off and was spending it playing video games on her oversized couch. She lived in a one bedroom combined kitchen living room apartment sized for mammals almost twice her size. Most of the provided furniture was equally big for the occupants. Though that was a plus in some cases. The brown fabric couch was bigger than the beds in the bedroom that were properly sized for the cats. Giving them plenty of lounging space and more than enough space to sharpen their claws. Something they often did. The TV was massive to them even though it was just an average sized set.

Perfect for a gamer girl like Sammi.

Or so she wished. With a yawn the black cat stood after backing out of matchmaking. She pulled her basic cat ear headset off and hung it around her neck. She climbed up on the back of the couch. With her tail up, her sweater showing off her rounded bare butt. Not that Sammi cared. She didn't stream so there was no one to see, plus her fur hid her good bits.

The cat jumped from the couch to the counter. Sammi landed on the edge of the counter and walked on all fours. Another yawn escaped the cat as she placed a coffee mug on her coffee maker. She used her tail to turn it on while she stood up on her back paws to open the cabinet.

As Sammi's paw felt around for some cookies or jerky anything really to snack on. Her ears twitched as she heard keys in the door as she found a treat. "SAMMI!!" Came the loud yowl from the door way, making the black cat yelp and nearly jump out of her fur.

Sammi's roommate ran into the kitchen with the biggest smile on her face. Allie Tresse was a Siamese Persian mix with silky cream colored long fur that darkened along her limbs and on her face to a nice brown. Her tight black dress pants and button up blue floral blouse made her long fur flare out, giveing her natural poof cuffs. Her yellow eyes sparkled brightly. She was a little more stacked than her friend, both her bust and her butt were noticeably bigger.

With her tail all bushed out Sammi glared at Allie and practically hissed, "What's got you so excited?"

Allie bounced in place smiling as she clapped her paws. "So, so. Just as I clocked out of work I overheard the managers saying they had narrowed it down to you and Jeffrey."

"Oh." Sammi replied, lifting her head and ears. "Marty hates Jeffrey so that means."

"You're getting Susan's job." The long haired cat sprang up to hug her roommate. Susan was a floating supervisor that transferred stores a week ago leaving the position open. Both purred as Allie said. "We should call the girls to celebrate."

"Oh yeah!" The black cat laughed as she swished her tail before jumping down to dance around in a circle with her friend. "We can finally live a little easier."

"We might be able to move into a bigger place!"

"Hey, you like sharing a bedroom with me." Sammi giggled, heading to said bedroom to dress.

"I just like borrowing your clothes." Allie snarked back.

"I thought it was the guys you like to share." The black cat replied. "And if you stretch out another one of my bras I'll bite your tail off." She stepped out now wearing a dark blue skirt.

"Even though you're wearing my skirt." Allie smirked as she finished a group text.

Looking at her hips Sammi giggled. "My butt doesn't stretch things like your tits." She replied matter of factly as she picked up her purse and led the way out.

"You're just jealous of my figure." Allie laughed as she followed behind her friend. The pair had been like sisters since freshman year of college, looking out for each other, laughing together and supporting each other.

The friends chatted about their day as they headed to the store. Sammi drove while Allie texted their friend group. With snow on the ground, they were going to host a girl's night in, to be safe. Cocktails, movies, music and maybe make overs and games. It was too short notice to be anything big.

The store the cats frequented was a locally owned place. Though the bipedal bear was rarely there other than to pick up the feral pet golden retriever that operated the register. It wasn't uncommon for pets to do these sorts of tasks. It gives them something to do and gives the owner a loyal employee.

Today was no different, the "pup" greeted customers happily even if it was routine. Dogs were like that. Sammi did notice a Doberman Pinscher beside the retriever wearing the same collar as the other dog and nothing else. Pets rarely wore clothing, it reinforced their status and place in the world, strangely though when asked about it pets said it was more liberating than demeaning and that their fur was enough.

Sammi and Allie gave it no more thought than they would at seeing someone in a funny shirt. So it was forgotten as they started their shopping. Jumping up on shelves to grab what they needed. Once Allie even climbed over a shelf to get something they wanted on the other aisle, which the retriever did scold her for. Just like every time she did it. His owner understood their need to climb the shelf but going over is hazardous to others.

Their cart, which was roughly half the size of the car they used to get there, squeaked as it rounded the corner. While Allie walked off to the wine section to pick something good, another squeak caught Samantha's ear. In the fresh food section next to the fish and lobsters was another case with low sides and hay in the bottom. A couple dozen plump rodents milled about, their fur came in every color under the sun, some had it clipped short, some were naturally like that while still others had long fur, some straight others with many cowlicks. The sign on the side read BBQ guinea pigs special, ask at the counter for more information.

Humming, the black cat walked over to the low counter and stretched up to look into the cage. Her little nose and whiskers wiggled as she sniffed. After a moment she asked. "So, what's the special?"

One feral guinea pig with smooth brown and black fur sighed and looked up with the face of a bored employee. "If you buy three pigs you get a sauce flight for free."

A demi guinea pig about half a foot tall and long white fur swallowed her mouth full of seeds and gasped. "5780, come on you have to throw some panache into the pitch." Like the feral pig, she was pear-shaped and well fed with pillowy little rodent breasts that bounced as she moved.

"Ugh." 5780 sighed. "I've been doing the pitch all day."

The brown and black rodent grunted as a fluffy white one almost flopped on top of her . "Sorry ma'am, my friend here is just jealous of our compatriots getting chosen before us." 5780 rolled her eyes, she wasn't afraid or jealous. She just couldn't be bothered.

"It's alright." Sammi replied, her tail swishing.

"Goo-"

"4455 Get your tits out of my face." The darker rodent said lightly bucking the other off her back. Sammi giggled seeing the guinea pigs acting a lot like she and Allie did.

The white rodent stood up and stepped back. "Sorry girl." The demi fixed her friend's fur and then added. "And before we forget, there is also a deal for Farmer Gray's BBQ cookbook." 5780 rolled her eyes as 4455 motioned to the rack beside their cage on it was a rough furred bipedal black and gray wolf hyena cross breed, he wore overalls and a sauce splattered apron as he held a platter of cooked guinea pigs. "He is actually the mammal that owns the farm most of us came from."

"Oh neat." Sammi commented looking at the example pictures that covered the book.

"I'm from a subsidiary but we're held to the highest standards of health and safety." 5780 commented while the cat read the back of the book.

Allie rejoined her friend carrying a full sized bottle of sparkling watermelon wine and a 6 pack of beer in the cart. "What ya got?"

"Oh uh." Sammi showed her friend the book and explained the deal the guinea pigs had told her. "There's even a deal on the book too."

"Yes." 4455 said putting on her best seller's smile showing off her pearly white teeth. "You get 10% off the book for every guinea pig you purchase."

"To a max of 50%." The feral interjected as she scratched her ear.

"We would need six." Allie commented.

"And it is a celebration." Sammi said looking over at the two she had been talking too. "Okay you two. Grab some friends and hop in." 4455 was ecstatic while 5780 was all business, soon enough the six guinea pigs were riding along with the rest of the groceries. Not one had a complaint, only excited squeaks. After a few more things include a couple more six packs for that night.

Checkout was uneventful other than that both Sammi and Allie had to max out their credit cards to pay for everything.

No big deal with payday so soon and Sammi getting a promotion after all.

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A short notice party had an equally short time to prepare. Chill the drinks, vacuum carpet, defur the couch. Even the bathroom got a quick wipe down. Which reminded Allie of something. "Hey Sammi, have you cleaned out the fur trap this month?"

"No." The black cat replied as she sprinkled the powdered seasons over the freshly washed guinea pigs. While 4455 helped one pig that got the powder in their eyes, Sammi asked. "Can you do it?"

"No." The long haired cat answered. Before Sammi could question that the buzzer sounded. "And that's why." She giggled as she walked in rubbing her paws dry. "Besides most of that's your fur." Sammi had to agree as Allie buzzed up their friend.

Sammi watched the guinea pigs rub the seasoning into their fur. The olive oil she had rubbed them with after the wash helped it stick. The cat looked at the sauce jars as she turned on the sink to wash her paws. "So do these sauces really work? Even if yall are, like, uncooked."

4455, ever the salespig, smiled. "Why of course Farmer Gray is an excellent chief with world renowned skill." A few of the guinea pigs laughed.

"We couldn't tell you from personal experience." 5780 deadpaned.

"Oh, duh, of course." the cat giggled, bapping her noggin with her wet paw just as there was a knock on the door.

Allie answered the knock letting in three mammals. "Oh hey girls." She was surprised, having only been expecting the orange, round-faced, bushy-tailed demi wildcat in tight jeans and a simple blouse. Her thick coat made a jacket unnecessary.

"Yeah." Dallia said, she was a little taller then her fellow felines but not as tall as the Wolverine behind her. "I found these two love birds outside, mind if they joined?" she joked as the three filed in.

The wolverine, despite being the biggest of their little friend group, was the girliest of them all. Make-up done with sparkles to match her pink dress. Her gray sweater and stockings both heart shapes sewn into them. "Oh Sammi, I'm so happy to hear about your promotion." she giggled and pulled the black cat into a hug. Her nose wiggled as Sizzie's sweet perfume tickled it. "Be nice to have someone with a brain in charge for once."

Sammi laughed as she greeted Sizzie's wife Tamma, a stocky but pretty beagle. She wore a cute sweater with a tree stitched into the front and some jeans. "Yeah, not that my department will notice much." The beagle commented playfully.

Before the five friends could start catching up Sizzie noticed the main course being prepared on the counter. She smiled a big sharp smile as she looked into the tray "well aren't you just the tastiest things I ever seen." She smiled as the farm raised meat thanked the wolverine for the compliment.

While the girls chit-chatted, catching up about the day to day since the friends all worked in different departments, Sammi served drinks. It was all to hold them over while the sun went down and the last of their little group arrived.

Joanne Ringtail was a raccoon, thin for her kind but not in an unhealthy way. She wore leather thigh high boots and a fancy black trench coat over a small white backless dress. From her ears hung several shiny gold hoops and a couple jeweled studs at the tips. She smelt of lavender and jasmine, perfect for a dinner at a fancy restaurant. There was a hint that the dinner had been successful.

"Damn girl, you looking goooood." Allie giggled while the raccoon hung up her snow dusted coat. The other girls agreed as they all relaxed around the coffee table where some incense burned.

"Yeah I had a date."

"Oh, it not go well?"

Joeanna snagged a wine glass as she said. "Oh it went great, I just had to cut it short. He didn't complain." She giggled. "He at least didn't use the safe word." The girls all started to laugh at their promiscuous friend.

With all the friends there the party started in earnest, even if it was a weeknight where most of them had to work the next day. Some alcohol and some more catnip in the incense burner gave the girls a buzz, music and talk entertained them all. While the party was about Sammi's imitate premonition, they toasted Sizzie and Tamma's new home, Dallia getting a steady boyfriend and Joeanna's advertising company posting its first profit. Humorously after doing the ads and promotions for Farmer Gray's farm.

The raccoon was pleased to hear the livestock had taken so well to the pitches she had written.

After the toast to Joeanna's success the thought of the marinated guinea pigs was making the girls' mouths water. They gathered around the tray of seasoned rodents who looked up at them without even a hint of apprehension. 5780 included, she and a couple others looked like they were finishing a long shift at work. Something along the lines of tired relief.

"Grab whichever one you want, the toaster oven still works so you can cook'em if you want." Sammi said, picking up 5780, who squeaked surprised to be chosen first.

"Oh I will definitely like mine cooked." Joeanne said, picking a hairless one. "They catered the meeting I had with Farmer Gray." She picked a smoked honey sauce. "So I had it all fresh from the kitchen." she giggled as the shaved guinea pig complemented her choice. "The store stuff doesn't hold a candle to it from the chief himself."

"Too bad." Allie said as she gave the raccoon the basket for the toaster oven. They couldn't afford to replace the real oven, yet. While Joeanna slathered her giggling meal in sauce, the other girls selected their meals. 4455 was picked by Tamma, the white pig staring at the beagle's muzzle. Sizzie got one of the only two males in the group, the other going to Allie. With the last long hair going to Dallia.

Joeanna slid her guinea pig into the toaster oven and smiled. Her refined facade melted away, like it always did when her friends and alcohol got involved. She almost pressed her nose to the window as it heated to a blazing temperature. The guinea pig panted as the sauce started to sizzle on her skin. The meat's smile grew as her muscles cooked. Like good cattle she laid perfectly still no matter how much she wanted too either scream, or enjoy herself.

4455 was about to suggest a sauce to go with her when Tamma tossed her head back while holding the guinea infront of her long muzzle and dropped 4455 in. Then with a single swallow the entire oversized rodent was just a momentary bulge in the beagle's throat. She chased it with several muzzlefulls of her beer. "I don't like feeling them wiggle."

"You could have cut it up." Allie said while she let her pig roll in the sauce she had chosen.

"Ehh."

"You know it's kind of a shame you're only into girls." Sammi giggled. "Cause that throat is freaking magic."

"I know a few guys that would love to put it to use." Dalia added as she walked back to her spot on the couch. Her guinea pig on her plate rubbing the mustard sauce into her fur. The wildcat looked over as she stuck the meal into her mouth up to its chest. She bit down hard enough to crush bones but not enough to bite her meal in half. The guinea pig tried to squeal but the bite forced the air out of its lungs like a cough as she kicked her little legs. They stopped as the predator switched which sides of her jaw she was chewing with. The wildcat didn't trust her throat as much as her beagle friend.

"The only guy's going down my throat are going to be small enough to make a one way trip." Tamma laughed as she sat down. She was soon joined by Sizzie, holding her meal with her claws to minimize the dark brown sauce she would get on herself. She had tucked a napkin in her neckline to cover her well endowed form.

"Her mouth gets plenty of use, trust me." The wolverine said, turning her girlfriend's ears red before she took a dainty bite from her guinea pig. He simply grunted as his shoulder and part of his chest was removed, he shook as his cute little shaft showed itself in response.

Sammi would have commented on it but she was busy. 5780 was all sauced up and looking delicious. However where Sammi's friends had simply eaten their meals without more then a thought of how, with Dallia crushing her meal's bones to help her swallow, Sizzie daintily pulling off chunks of flesh. Not even caring that the experience made the meal orgasm, leaving a sizable off-white stain on the sauce dripped napkin. Joanna's own meal glistened as she carried her plate over to join her friends. Even Allie just plopped her male's rump in her mouth and started to suck it down. Not Sammi though, she cupped her meal in both paws, and looked 5780 in the eyes and smiled. "Thank you."

5780 looked at the cat that had purchased her for food, the guinea pig's mouth fell open. "You...are...welcome." The rodent was astonished. She had never thought this would happen. She was born into this life as livestock, she could have easily gotten out of it with only a word, but what would the point be? Most of her kind was meant for this, so fighting fate seemed pointless. However here she was being thanked by the mammal that would soon kill her. Her open mouth gasp became a smile as she said. "And thank you."

"You're welcome." Sammi smiled and opened her maw to let 5780 step in. The guinea pig felt her life affirmed by such a simple kindness.

The smell of the hickory flavored guinea pig was making the cat's mouth water even more than before. Sammi licked 5780 chin as she slowly made her way in. The black cat's mismatched eyes lit up at that taste, this was the high life. The guinea pig filled the cat's mouth. Sammi almost had to force her mouth uncomfortably wide to let 5780 in. The grassy taste of her fur mixed with the smoky hickory sauce made any discomfort worth it. It was great, this is how she would eat from now on. She gently closed her mouth around 5780's stomach and swallowed gently.

While the smell was nothing special, boarding on bad, the warmth of the cat's throat was soothing. However it was the tight embrace of the pulsing muscles that really won 5780 over. She squeaked as she was held by the messaging muscles of Sammi's throat. She smiled thinking how this might not be so bad.

With the piggy's head and shoulders enveloped by her throat, Sammi's fangs combed through 5780's fur as the cat licked at the rodent's lower belly, making 5780 laugh in her throat and squirm, kicking her back legs. She never thought she would have enjoyed this more than 4455 had, even feeling herself getting wet.

Joeanna cut into her meat's hips, removing a leg and carefully put it in her mouth and chewed, her scavenger teeth easily shredding cooked flesh and softened bones. While the raccoon got another bite of rodent rump, Dallia slurped up her chewed guinea pig's paws like some noodles and finally swallowed. She giggled and said. "I'm not in the mood for a movie, how about some strip poker?" she wiped her saucey mouth.

"Could you be more of a collage kit now?" Tamma commented, while Allie laughed she swallowed her meal up to his waist, leaving only his head shoulders out of her mouth.

The guinea pig apologized as he started to hump his predator's throat. Sizzie scoffed lightly as she bit into her meal, getting at the remaining good bits like one might eat a chicken wing. Despiteher best efforts her muzzle was smeared with sauce. Dallia sighed, "Maybe. Besides, it won't be as fun without some guys to play with." The wildcat looked at Tamma and Sizzie. "other than for you two." making both smile smugly.

With her meal's sauce covered hips in her mouth Sammi mumbled a waved as she picked up a game case off the coffee table. She held the box out it's cover adorned with many colorful characters, the most prominent one being a raccoon-like tanooki in blue overalls and red shirt and hat. Super Tanookio Party was scrolled across the top. Sammi lifted her head to swallow, pulling 5780 completely into her mouth.

The Sissie, Tamma and Joeanna tilted their heads, confused. The raccoon and wolverine both with crunchy mouthfuls. "Yea, what about it?" The beagle asked.

Allie now tired of the humping in her throat, bit down. Severing her meal's head with a nice snap. She only had the slightest hint of the massive orgasm the rodent had inside her. Coating a portion of the crossbreed's throat in the first and last orgasm of the livestocks life. She caught the thankfully clean head of the guinea pig as she swallowed hard several times to clear her mouth.

"Y'all never play Strip Tanookio Party?" Her friends slowly shook their heads. "All the times we've hung out and never have. Strange."

Once Sammi had fully swallowed the feral guinea pig, she gave a quick explanation of the rules while she rubbed her belly helping comfort the rodent inside. 5780 peacefully curled up for her final sleep in the afterglow of her first ever orgasm. The rules themselves were simple: Every time someone loses the mini-game, they lose a piece of clothing. You get a star, you get one back.

While Sammi got the game started, Allie tossed the guinea pig's head up and caught it in her mouth like it were but a large piece of popcorn. Sizzie left her cleaned guinea spine on her plate with the similarly cleaned spine of Joeanna's meal. Though the raccoon had left the head of hers behind.

The night rolled on as the six played, drank, talked trash, and just had fun. It was a great way to celebrate, though not necessarily on a night you had to work the next day. Not that the girls cared at the moment. They were too drunk and caught up in the competition. Cheering, cursing and laughing at and with each other. Samantha was winning, having only lost her skirt in a luck based game - what with winners always choosing what the loser loses and all - but she got it back a few minutes later and even earned the right to put on the panties she had omitted earlier that day. On the other end Sizzie was losing badly. She had already given up everything but her panties, having started with her stockings but soon enough the wolverine was putting on a striptease after every other game. Earning a cheer from her friends, none of them louder than her wife.

When it came time, the wolverine gave losing her panties a big show. She danced around the coffee table to the music of the game. Bending over a few times and pulling the pink garment down with her little tail up showing all her friends her little pink star, her slit was hidden to all but those who really knew right where it was. Tamma knew but didn't get a chance to look as her wife bounces onto the couch with her and right out of her panties. The wolverine gave her half naked wife a nice lap dance to the jaunty music of the game.

As Sizzie sat in Tamma's lap and groaned, the beagle's paws slipped down her body as they kissed. Before the lovers could get carried away Sammatha meowed. "Hey, hey. There's only four turns left save it for when y'all are alone."

Panting slightly Sizzie pulled Tamma's paw from between her legs. "She's right." the beagle reluctantly agreed. They had plenty more laughs as they finished up the game. It wasn't 'til they all stood up that they learned how drunk they all were.

While Sizzie was good enough to drunkenly dance around she, like the rest of them, were woefully unfit to drive. Realizing that Dallia just curled up in her corner of the couch in only her undergarments ready to sleep. She even declined a ride from Joeanna's date who came to pick her up, but the wild cat did accept a blanket. The Arrows and Allie retired to the bedroom while Sammi stayed up to get a couple more games of her new shooter in.

Or so she planned but after almost dozing off mid match she shook herself and yawned. Thankfully she had her head set off so she couldn't hear her team mates complaining. She chuckled as she tossed a grenade and it hit the wall and blew up in her own squad. While the cat's character respawned she looked towards movement in the short hall to bedroom and bathroom. It was Allie in her favorite pink night shirt.

"Thought you were going to bed?" Sammi asked as the game finished.

"I was, but I thought the lovebirds could use some privacy." Allie replied with a smile.

"In my bed?"

"Nah, gave them mine." the crossbreed corrected as she slipped on the couch with her friend. She yawned as she walked on all fours closer to Sammi.

"Good." The black cat commented. Her eyelids drooped as she found a random internet show to leave playing quietly before curling up like a kitten with her closest friend. A common thing with cats of all sizes, there was nothing sexual about it. Even after Samantha removed her bra through her sleeve and their softest parts were pressed together there was nothing carnal about the embrace. It was just two closely bonded cats falling asleep like they might in days long past, sharing warmth, shelter and protection.

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The next morning was as normal as could be with three extra mammals in the apartment. Sammi awoke first to the alarm on her phone, soon followed by Allie. Their heads throbbing slightly as they uncurled from around one another. Allie flopped on her back with a groan stretching all four of her paws in the air, fingers and toes spread as her claws slid out shining in the morning light.

Sammi yawned, grunting as her jaw lightly popped, never taking notice she had a clear view of her best friend's pantieless crotch. It was normal to her after all. She slid down to the floor before letting a stretch rolls through her body and tail. "Whose cooking?"

"Who's eating?" Allie asked.

Both looked over at Dalia who was purring with the blanket up to her ears. "Just make some bacon and eggs... and coffee... definitely make some coffee."

"Why me?" Allie asked as Sammi lit a new incense, this one said to help with headaches.

The black cat looked up, " 'Cause I got to shower." She said heading to the bathroom after collecting her and Allie's clothing. Allie nodded and clambered over the back of the couch before she jumped to the counter to cook.

Sammi leaned on the dirty clothes hamper as the shower warmed up. Breathing slowly to calm her stomach. Her tail swished as steam slowly bellowed out into the small room.

Once her head stopped spinning again Sammi stepped into the claw deep water. She looked down, seeing the water not draining like it should and sighed. "I'll do it tomorrow." She said before letting the hot water wash over her, soothing the pain. It was a nice simple shower rubbing the soap into her fur, ridding her not only loose fur, but two days of grime all while making her coat shiny. The warmth and the rubbing eased most of her pain, coffee and pain pills would finish it off.

The cat killed the water, ignoring that she was nearly knee deep in the water. After drying her fur she went and got dressed, Tamma and Sizzie were now awake and dressed in last night's clothes as they chatted with the other cats in the kitchen.

Sammi meanwhile dressed for her coming promotion. She grabbed her fanciest outfit; a pink blouse with a low, white collar and a dark blue gray pencil skirt that hugged her hips and thighs all the way to just above the bend of her knees. She grabbed her pink leather jacket for the warmth then headed out for a quick breakfast with her friends. It wasn't uncommon for mammals to dress up at their department store, especially a section supervisor like Samatha.

Breakfast was quick, after Tamma scolded Sammi about drinking so much the night before a morning shift. The feline waved it off saying. "After a shower like that and a nice cup of coffee for the ride, I'll be fine." She tried to emphasize the point by sipping her coffee only to jump as the steaming hot liquid almost burnt her.

"You're such a kitten." The beagle said.

The black cat smiled. "Yep and proud of it." she giggled as she held up her travel mug covered in video game characters. The girls had a little laugh before they all filed out of the apartment leaving Allie to clean up. The long haired cross breed looked at all the plates in the big sink and the pans she used. "Ugh, I'll do it later."

The roads had been thankfully cleared of last night's snow, so the demi-sized car wouldn't have much trouble making it down the road. Sammi's little sedan purred along as the cat smiled, visions of her taking control of the store rolled through her mind. Ruling with a silk-covered iron fist.

She brought her mug up to her lips for a sip of piping hot coffee. Just as her tires hit ice in the road making the car slip. In a panic Sammi dropped her mug, spilling its contents on her shirt and lap. She yowled at the searing pain making her jerk the wheel. The little demi sedan spun on the thankfully empty road.

Just because the road was empty didn't mean there was nothing to hit. Samantha's car slid sidelong into a street light. The thin aluminum of the car crumbled as designed. So once all was said and done Samantha stepped out unharmed, other than the light burning on her chest and thighs and a tinge of pain in her wrist. "Shit shit shit, no not today!" The cat said as she dialed the police.

Back home, Allie was running her fingers through her long fur as the shower warmed up. Being alone and not having anything to do anytime soon, Allie slid her paw down her lower belly. She bit her lip as she gently coaxed her clit out of hiding by rubbing two fingers around it. Just as she was about to get started and step in the shower her phone started to ring. She looked at it on the counter, she would have ignored it if it wasn't Sammi calling her.

With a sigh Allie grabbed the device and stepped out of the bathroom. "What's up?"

"I wrecked my car." came the downtrodden voice of Sammi.

"Holy shit, are you alright!?" Allie almost yelled, thoughts of pleasure forgotten.

"Yeah, cops are on the way, I'll just need a ride to work...today is not going to be a good day to be late."

"I'll be right there." Allie replied, running into her bedroom to throw on some clothes. She ran out the door barely remembering to lock it. Leaving the shower still running.

Allie was worried. Her friend was just in an accident -- who wouldn't be? Her little boxy suv could handle the ice and snow with ease. She made great time to where her friend had crashed. When Allie arrived she saw Sammi talking to a bear and tiger police officer, the little dimi barely came up to the massive biped's knee, not that the size disparity would be any better with another demi or feral in this case. The long hair found a nice place to park, calmed down and wait.

After talking to the cops and a check of both her injuries and sobriety, the latter of which she thankfully passed Sammi was done. All in all everything took about an hour. Sammi jumped up into Allie's suv and her best friend threw her arms around her. Allie purred. "I should have let you use my car."

"It's alright. I should have asked you to bring me a clean shirt." Sammi said looking at her ruined blouse.

"Don't worry." Allie mewed. "Nothing I'm wearing is clean." She started the engine and drove on to work.

As the big tires of the little vehicle crunched through some snow in the street, Sammi exclaimed. "Shit!...I forgot to call and tell them I would be late."

"How?"

"Didn't think the cops would keep me so long." Thankfully it wasn't too much longer before Allie pulled the little SUV into the store parking lot. Once parked both cats raced along on all fours to get inside as fast as possible. Allie following for curiosity sake.

Sammi hurried into the employee entrance of the store. She rushed over to the time clock and was about to swipe her card when a gruff voice grumbled. "There you are, Samatha." She looked up to see the black and brown face of Marty, the hyena manager of the cat's department. "Come into my office."

Sammi cursed under her breath as she clocked in. Allie was nearby giveing her friend a thumbs up. Samantha stepped into the hyena's office and climbed into an offered chair. "Sorry, for being so late. I got into a car accident. Guess a few screws got knocked loose and I forgot to call, again I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

Marty blinked and looked at her. "It's alright, I'm glad you're not hurt. Definitely doesn't make this any easier."

The little glimmer of hope Samantha had started to fade as she said. "What? A write up isn't too bad right?"

"Oh this is more than a write up." Marty said, looking away. "The higher ups have decided to downsize our section. It's stupid and just going to make it harder on us on the floor but they got their minds set. I fought my tail off to try and stop it." The black cat felt something bad coming. "Sadly I got too many supervisors. I already dropped the cashiers to the limit and well... then i had to do my supervisors, it was hard so I decided to just drop the one who has been here for the shortest time. But then today the supervisor I was going to drop, came in earlier...thankfully since the one I was going to keep was over an hour late with no call."

"Are you saying?" Sammi's blue and green eyes were tearing up, but she refused to cry.

"Samantha I'm saying your services are no longer required." Marty sighed.

"I'm fired." The feline clicked her tongue and looked away. Her tail swinging hard behind her. "That's just fucking great."

"If it were any-"

Sammi jumped down. "Save it." She turned and walked out, stopping in the doorway to say. "Random chances aren't omens." The cat walked away with her nose and tail up.

"What happened?" Allie asked.

"I got fired."

"What!" Allie said, looking at Marty like he was a pile of stinking trash.

"It's out of my paws."

"Sure...well I quit." the long hair said then followed her friend out hooking her arm through Sammi's. "I'm with ya sister."

Neither of them knew what they would do, but they would do it together.