A Girl named Lassy Ch. 1
#1 of A Girl Named Lassie
god this story has been sitting on the back of my mind forever. Bear with me as this is meant to be a progressive story. There is very little sex in this chapter but I promise those that prefer a sex story that it will be soon. This is more like an introduction with a few hints of adult material, but rest assured the fiery throes of passion are cumming! (Pun intended) This is also my first story for this site (nervous) so enjoy it!
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Alex Sat on the edge of his bed with a raging headache and a deep sense of despair. His girlfriend of nine years, Miranda, had called him a week previous to tell him their relationship was over. She had been seeing Alex's friend Tiell, whom she had been fucking behind his back for years. She thought he didnt know, but Alex had known since the first time, but chose to ignore it. The night she called was the night he was going to propose to her. He ha planned an extravegent dinner with all the perks of old world romance, long lost on the generations that followed his own.
Alex ran his hand through his mouse brown hair and sighed as he clapped his hands and squinted as rays of light burst between the clattering shades and illuminated his apartment. He lookd around and rubbed his eyes, noticing his own reflection in the standing mirror across the room. He hadnt shaved in days as the jawline beard and mustache pointed out. dark bags had formed under his eyes from the restless nights and the alcohal, giving him a raccons stare. His hair, normally well kempt and tied back in a tail, ws disheveled and messy.
He laid back on the bed and breathed in the faint aroma of Mirandas perfume, which was imbedded on her side. He rubbed his eyesand bolted up as his phone rung its familiar shriek. He let the call go to messaging, and remained quiet so he could hear the message.
"He Alex, its Marcus. Just calling to tell you to stop moping and meet me at Alans in an hour, I got some pretty important news bro, so dont be late!"
Marcus... Childhood friend and the only thing Alex had left of a family. They even went to college together, where alex played the wingman. Marcus was a tall, sculpted african american with short curly black hair, and green eyes that made one trust him, making him deadly to young women.
Alex groaned as he sat up and felt the bones in his body correct themselves and pop into place. Three days straight in bed had taken its toll on him. He quickly showered and pulled his hair into a know as he bolted out the door, pulling his black turtleneck over his head as he fumbled to lock the door. New York was alive with the thousands of people that briskly walked past him as he made his way uptown. Businessmen, school students, and panhandlers littered the streets, ranging from human couriers, to assorted beastials like a bulky lion that sported a rastafarra hat, and a slim but very tall giraffe that hardly looked down as she talked loudly on her bluetooth.
Alex reached a tall red square resturaunt that proclaimed in glowing yellow neon signs, "Alans Bar, Grill, and Diner."
He walked through the revolving doors and stopped to look around for Marcus. He spotted him in a booth at the corner of the restuaraunt, waving his hand to get Alex's attention. Alex slid into his seat as he mumbled a greeting to his friend while waving a waitress down for a coffee.
"Still bummed about Miranda huh?" Marcus said between drinks.
Alex shook his head and hid his face behind his menu, pretending to look like he was ordering.
"So whats this important news?" Alex grunted as his eyes wandered to the table.
Alex noticed a thin silver band on his friends left ring finger and looked at him wide eyed.
"You got engaged?"
Marcus smiled and nodded his head, pleased that Alex had figured it out himself.
"I did... It was a little wierd, proposing to her, but it felt right."
Marcus looked at Alex and looked at the table with a blank expression.
"She's not... She's different, and you are the only one I've told. I need you to accept her. Will you do that alex?"
alex laughed and set his coffee down.
"What? is she a cripple? Deaf? dont tell me she's an amputee." Alex joked, unaware of the person coming from behind him as Marcus stepped up and smiled.
Alex looked to his side to see Marcus embrace a slender siamese feline beastial, and the two shared a short, passionet kiss before she sat down by Marcus.
She was slender, but nonetheless curvaceous, with soft curved hips and an hourglass frame. She wore tight jeans and a black vneck that showed her curves as well as her obvious C cups. she smiled and looked at Alex with her golden eyes and smiled as her bronze furred hand reached forward and shook his.
"Alex? This is my finace, Katherine." Marcus said as the two evaluated each other.
Alex stared at him, and then her before smiling and grabbing his shoulder.
"That is awesome news Marcus. I'm really happy for you two." he said half-heartedly.
"But you're not happy..." Katherine said with a silken whisper.
Marcus stared at Alex and shook his head.
"Why dont you mean that?" He said with a sense of anger.
Alex sighed and removed his glasses, setting them gently on the table.
"Because I'm jealous... Happy?"
Marcus smiled and socked him in the shoulder and looked at Katherine with an evil grin.
"We should take him along." He whispered.
Katherines eyes went wide and she smiled a wicked rown of sharp, small fangs.
"Yes, it would be good for him." she whispered back.
alex looked at them bewildered and shook his head.
"Where are you planning on taking me?"
Marcus puffed up his chest and wrapped an arm around Katherine's waist, kissing her again before answering.
"To the same place Marcus and I met." Katherine mewled.
"And fucked for the first time." Marcus said proudly.
Katherine jabbed him in the ribs and pointed out towards downtown.
"Its a small nightclub that supports human/beastial relationships. Its run by a friend of mine so we get in with no hastle."
Alex frowned and drank more of his now cold coffee.
"I appreciate the sentiment, but I think I'll pass." He said as he tried to stand to leave.
Marcus was quicker as he grabbed his wrist and gently held on.
"You dont know what your missing bro. she showed me moves I would never have figured out. I mean she did this thing with her tail and my cock..."
Alex signaled for him to stop and sighed as he pushed his glasses up back onto his face.
"Just this one time Marcus, then you never bring it up again."
Marcus smiled and wrote down the adress, and making alex his designated driver.
"Tonight, eight o'clock."
End Chapter I (Steamy stuff up ahead)