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Ray's first impression was that the dorm smelled of sweat, paint, paper, and excitement. And that it was AWESOME.

Not that she had never been in a dorm before, of course, but this was away from home-not even her home state!--and she wasn't a dewy eyed freshman. Oh no, she had a minor degree, hell she could get a teaching job right now if she wanted to, but she was on to bigger and better things. She was experienced and level headed, knew the ropes, not one of those kids fresh out of high school.

So since she was dignified and cool and stuff she was being VERY sure to keep from constantly wagging like an idiot. It was a constant effort.

Ray was a wolf, tall but not the muscular type, with a nicely curved chest and a wide, round ass. She was dressed casually, a t-shirt with some logo on it and bluejeans that managed to say 'I'm not vain about my looks' and 'please look at my ass' at the same time.

She wasn't the only futa there either! She'd seen another wolf who PROBABLY was and she was trying to tell without being obvious about trying to tell, and the other wolf had the same looking-not-looking thing going on, so....probably?. That paint stained zebra in the hallway, oh yeah definitely, she had grinned while passing and made the finger-gun expression at Ray, who had responded with a burst of laughter. The zebra laughed along in a very friendly way while continuing down the stairs. She looked forward to seeing her again, definitely remember to ask her name then.

Also there was NO way that hand-shaped smear of blue paint on the crotch of the zebra's crusty-with-paint-spatters pants was an accident. Hah. Art students. Awesome!

Ray balanced her bag (more casual clothes) on top of her wheeled luggage (formal-ish clothes, by university standards) and fumbled through the manila envelope for keys to room 325, her (double checking, yes that's right) new room. Well, half of it anyways.

And she stopped, because there was a huge lioness walking down the hall towards her.

Not HUGE, really, Ray was pretty big herself, about six feet tall, the lioness was MAYBE a foot taller, but daaamn. Not a lot of people could look down on her, but that lioness coming down the hall definitely could.

Everyone in the dorm so far had been dressed comfortably, old worn-out clothing for the most part with the odd skirt here or there. This wasn't the stepford wives dorm for business students who dressed formally just to go down to breakfast. Just, practical and comfortable? The lioness, however, took comfort and practicality in another direction: lycra, enough to do the job and no more.

There was a college logo stretched across the grey top wrapped around the unathletic curve of the feline's chest. (probably the university's logo? If she knew what it looked like, she had totally blanked) Her arms were bare, thick and powerful, hands blocky and wide. Trim ass, but THICK thighs, striding along confidently, slender lion tail swaying behind, The lycra on her legs was light yellow, creating visual confusion with the lioness' own cream-and-tan pelt, the momentary Is-that-naked? doubletake until one spotted the logos running down the sides.

And also...oh wow, up that futa count by one more. A really nice package between her legs, curves underneath...um, not staring, definitely, but, um yeah, DEFTINITELY proportional to a statuesque lady. A really big one. Or porn star, let's be honest.

The lion just didn't seem like she was quite from the same world as the rest of the students. She must be passing through to another building. Ray stopped fumbling with the keys and just reread the sheet with the room details on it. Yep, still room 325.

Once the lioness passed she'd resume rational thought processes. Maybe after a long look at her backside.

But she slowly realized the lioness had stopped walking, and was standing right next to her, and her amber eyes were looking into Ray's.

The lion flashed a quick smile, baring a wide expanse of teeth. "Hi." She leaned forwards and turned her head to look at Rey's papers, putting a sweaty palmpad on her shoulder as she leaned to look. "....roomate. Nice to meet you. Sorry I stink." She smirked and laughed.

Ray closed her mouth and did NOT say, no, you don't stink, you in fact smell really, really good, which she did, hardworking lion sweat. She made some sort of vague noise in response to the question but had no idea what she said.

The lioness held Rey in her gaze, smiling pleasantly, then looked down. One of those broad, white fingered mitts covered her own hand, making the keys jingle, pulling it upward...and towards the door lock. "Can I help you stick that in?" she said, then guffawed. "Okay, that sounded worse out loud. Hah."

"Oh shit! Sorry!" Rey snapped out of it, and the lioness removed her paw so Rey could see the lock. Rey jabbed the key at the lock.

The lioness leaned on the doorframe, nodding to a passerby while Rey struggled with basic motor skills. She seemed patient, and pointed at herself. "Zainabu. Nice to meet you."

"Oh, ah, Rey! Nice to meet you too!" She smiled and nodded back, taking this as an excuse to pause failing at keys 101 for a moment.

"You are SO close," the lioness said, taking Rey's paw in hers again, guiding the key into the lock and turning her hand. "Hah! You got it." She laughed indulgently, pushing the door open and motioning Rey inside while picking up her bags. The lioness got a sly look as a prim-looking collie walked past, and raised her voice talking to Ray while looking at the collie. "So roomie, how do you feel about casual nudity?"

The canine accelerated past with a little disapproving noise while Rey's ears blazed pink. The lion laughed and put her hand on Ray's back, gently pushing her into the room. "Hah, just fucking with culinary arts bitch," she said in a lower voice. "It is gonna happen though, so you have about three seconds to think about which way you want to look when I strip. I gotta shower." She pulled the door closed behind them.