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_ To the reader,_

I have edited this story from its orginal submission as I had left some very obvious errors in the original story. Additionally I have expanded on some scenes and added some more subtile details.

_-Xypher _

Friction between Roommates: Part One

The whistle suddenly blows over the construction site making Mitch's short black ears pin back on the top of his broad head. Work was finally over as he still carries the last two remaining stone blocks of the retaining wall in his massive paws. With a slight grunt of exertion he drops each ninety pound block into place, his dense muscles hardly flexing under heavy black fur matted with dust. Locking pins find their holds as the two new stones set into place. The huge ursine gives them both a gentile shove to make sure they are in held in place before turning his back on the wall content with his work. It has only been three days and his project slated to be done in two weeks was nearly complete. One advantage of being born a bear was how big he was allowing him to do the job of three average men. Stuffing his helmet and work vest into his duffel bag he puts the strap over his shoulder and leaves the construction site.

While being so large certainly had its physical advantages there were some unexpected negatives as well to Mitch's size. Being over seven feet tall and having the shoulder span of forty six inches meant that the modern world took very little consideration for a man his size. There was no bus operating that had doors big enough for him to squeeze through and only warehouse depots were comfortable to shop in. He was not even allowed to car pool by sitting in the back of a truck that was illegal around here but mandatory in the county to get around. The walk home was forty minutes away from this particular job site, but not the worst he has walked for a work. Regardless he always enjoyed a good strolls through the streets to get back home. After work is when usually the city was at its most lively as the most unusual people are walking the sidewalk. Watching all the people mill about day to day the city was always filled with exotic people and strange fashions. Kids were epically entertaining as many stop and gawk at him in open awe, bears in the big city were an uncommon sight.

Not much longer he comes to his front door just as the sun was starting to set as he takes a moment to stare at his own custom built house. It would have been impossible for him to move into any normal townhome with his bulk. If he wanted to get out of the country and get to where the pay was worth his while he had to buy property early if he was to live comfortably. Other than its huge front door there was little hint that it was built for a giant on the exterior. Any normal person would feel awfully tiny within the walls of his home. Buying a home early meant his mortgage was steep even for a high demand mason himself. So he was forced to find a roommate to rent out his second room too to make his payments regularly.

A shudder lances up Mitch's spine as he recalls his tenant. A spunky raccoon named Amanda and lives a very wild lifestyle as a 'bar star'. He opens the heavy oak door as aerobics music assaults his ears as he grimaces at the awful noise. Her routine was impeccable at least as she strives to maintain her figure, every time he comes to work to this. No matter how much he prayed for a calm home this masked girl that rents his room seem to thrive on chaos. The bear would never vocally admit that he did have a soft spot for her rampant enthusiasm, although it needed some serious direction. Dropping his work bag into the shoe closet he makes his way down the hall it only takes a few steps as narrow path opens up into to the living room where the source of the offending noise is coming from.

And there lays Amanda on her side on, the pink exercise mat of the floor clashing garish green leotard hugging her lithe grey and black furred frame. Her toned legs are in mid part moving as she moves it in tune with the music. Her vibrant green eyes are fixated on the instructor on the screen negligent to his entry as he looms over like an eclipse. Her ringed tail flops as well in tune to the music as her leg rises higher and higher doing half splits. She was blissfully ignorant to him as she raises and closes one leg her green leotard doing the worst job at covering her sex. Mitch clutches the front of his muzzle with a large paw pulling as his face at the sight as she brazenly exposes herself to him. Her grey furred vulva swallowing the green fabric. He can feel himself stirring down below as he watches the athletic female flash her sex at him over and over.

Finally Mitch tears his eyes from the scandalous sight with a shake of his head. It's been less than a year and he has had built up a reservoir of mental conditioning from her rampant exhibitionism. But his resolve has been wearing down continually as he has often woken from dreams being on top of the spunky female. Even if Amanda did know he was watching she wouldn't have cared anyway she seemed to thrive on tempting men. It was that very attention craving reason he has kept his distance from her knowing full well he would just be a toy for a girl like her. He can't even be certain if she was actually interested in him how casually she goes about teasing him, the woman was maddening. With a sigh he walks in front of her catching her eyes as he bends low and gives a wave of a paw as the other presses the button to lower the volume. The raccoon cry's out in protest swatting at his hand as she whines out.

"Heyyy, don't mess with my aerobics man!"

With a huff his breath blows the fur back on her face Mitch reaches a tolerable volume as he gruffly retorts.

"Amanda, I have been around jackhammers and buzz saws all day. If I had to choose from those or your awful aerobics music. I would take the jackhammer, to the skull."

Amanda crosses her arms over her chest, her large cleavage surging out from her lime green top. Pouting heavily about to complain more. Bur her eyes are drawn downward locking onto Mitch's swollen crotch from her aerobics display, her pretty orbs open wide n surprise as she blurts out.

"Whoa dude, I think you got bit or something!"

Mitch cocks his head as he peers down at his own body not quite understanding. Until he sees that his half hard cock was swelling out his denim pants with an obscene bulge. The stunned bear can only gape with his toothy maw hanging open at his own indecency as he stammers out softly.

"I-I need to go... shower."

Covering her mouth with both her tiny paws she giggles then points at his half hard package through his jeans as she continues to embarrass the flustered ursine.

"I think you need some ice, because all that right there is fucking explicit."

Mitch pinches the flesh between eyebrows with the index finger and thumb shutting his eyes tight as he quickly turns away from her heading to the bathroom as he sullenly states.

"Could you just, stop."

Amanda calls out to him half laughing still as she wipes a tear from her eye.

"Do you need me to suck the poison out?"

Mitch growls out deeply from his chest the sound vibrates the walls around him in response as he slams the door to the bathroom. He would love to stuff his cock in her mouth just to shut her up at this point. Standing in front of his mirror stares at the large bulge in his pants though far smaller from his shame it was plainly obvious that need more roomy jeans. Vaguely he attempts to recall any one moment when he had to suppress an erection in public people must have been terrified to see him like that if he was in that state. Shaking the thought from his head he strips off his white muscle shirt now a dusky brown from soil before kicking off his useless pants in irritation. That raccoon has been a constant source of frustration since she moved in and not just of the sexual variety. Once she had ransacked his room and then complained to him that he had nothing 'cool' to find.

With a resigned sigh he turns to the bathtub the need for a relaxing bath growing as he wants nothing more than to wash clean his body and mind of this day. After careful gauging of the faucets he finds the sweet spot for a nice hot shower as hot steam billows past the plastic curtain into the room. Stepping into the hot spray he groans out as his thick pelt is matted down his shoulders sagging in relaxation. Grabbing the soap from a wall mounted tray he lathers himself up turning his black fur white with foam washing away the caked on dirt as the water runs brown around his large feet before escaping into the drain. Showers are his favorite moment of the day when he can just clear his mind and has a moment to simply relax. Except he would love to unwind but every time he closes his eyes his mind flashes him a still image of that beautiful grey furred pussy gripping that green strip.

Mitch groans out in equal parts arousal and frustration feeling himself getting hard from the image seared in his brain. Surrendering his mind takes things even further.as he pictures himself bending over that immodest raccoon on that ugly pink mat feeling the desire rise to feel her pussy gripping his length. The bear clutches his member in a paw growling deeply at the wonderful thought and gives it a lavish stroke of his length. The ursine imagines that tight little ass pointed up ringed tail raised high for him as he bottoms out in the raccoon his heavy scrotum battering against those toned thighs. Panting out at the image he strokes himself harder thumb grinding over the underside of his flared cockhead. As he pictures pressing his cock inside plowing into that little minx Amanda his loins ache for release growing thicker and firmer his orgasm building in tune with his own fantasy. His cock throbs imagining her begging for him to cum in her as her love tunnel is wrapped tightly around his length. Huffing out at the thought of spending inside her the soap suddenly slips free from his other paw.

As the bar plummets it clangs against the tubs metal floor all thoughts of blowing his load inside Amanda are replaced with gut wrenching dread. Mitch can already hear Amanda scrambling to her feet as she races to catch him in the middle of bending over to call him her prison bitch and slap him on the ass. Except this time he was not bending over and was painfully hard, Amanda was charging headlong into Mitch's worst nightmare. Panic fills the bear as he desperately reaches past the shower curtain for the towel hanging from the rack on the wall but there is none to be found. Amanda throws open the bathroom door as Mitch twists from side to side in panic looking for something, anything to hide his truncheon member still in his paw as the raccoon yanks wide the shower curtain yelling out.

"Don't drop the soa- HOLY SHIT!"

Amanda recoils at the sight sucking an inward gasp at the sight of Mitch's massive member clutched in his paw his own face frozen in shock. Her tail flares out in alarm fur standing straight as she backpedals up against the countertop behind her half climbing up it. Mitch makes a last ditch attempt to cover himself with a hard yank on the shower curtain roaring out in horror at Amanda. There are few things in this world that can resist a panicked bear, the shower rod was not one of them. With a pang the bar suddenly snaps from his mighty pull the severed bars clatter onto the floor of the tub around his feet. Standing in silence with the shower still spraying water over the side his head he stands there glowering at Amanda. With a destroyed curtain in one paw doing nothing to hide his dick as it points aimed directly at the frozen raccoon like a weapon he points to the door with the other and flatly orders Amanda.

"Just... get out."

Amanda finally takes her wide eyes off Mitch's girth and nods stiffly before scampering off, her demure claws clattering over the tiles. Dripping wet the large bear huffs out as he looks down at his paw still clutching the wrecked curtain black claws poking through the flimsy plastic drape. Pulling his hand free from the material he shakes his head at the whole scene. It was going to be a long and awkward night, Mitch thinks to himself. Looking down at his member he glowers accusing his own cock in a somber tone.

"Look at what you did."

Amanda slips into her bedroom and takes long pacing strides around the circular rug dominating the center of her massive room she takes panting breaths. Sure Mitch was a huge guy but seeing him hard was as exciting as it was terrifying. She always played a little game of don't drop the soap with the bear but it was nothing more than an excuse catch him doing something. She saw him naked dozens of times his dong hiding in his furred sheath was simply boring every time. But now that she saw the ursine naked and HARD, that was a whole different story. She bites her lower lip just thinking about him already wet when she saw that impressive bulge in his pants when he came home. She grows even wetter debating at the thought of just jumping in that shower with him. But Mitch was a reserved guy and hardly seemed interested in her at all.

Amanda bounds over to her top drawer and pulls it open her pussy aching for some release she did not bother to hide her sex toys there was just too many to stash. As much as she wants to get stuffed with that bears phallus. As much as she wanted Mitch to drill her right now she also didn't want to overstep any boundaries and wind up being kicked out. This is a very real problem since toady the first time in nearly a year that she has seen him remotely sexual at all around her. She was going to have to resort to other means as a plethora of rubber phalluses roll to the front of her hastily opened drawer. Whimpering she scans over her collection of toys, canines, equines, felines the list is long and varied as she compares each one to her large roommate's massive dong. Each one she picks up and compares before tossing them over her shoulder. One toy after another fails as it drops to the floor flopping around her feet.

But none even come close to that monster of a dick Mitch possesses as the frustrated Amanda bangs her head against the flat to of her dresser. Sighs out desolately and takes two in her hand holding twin equine shafts together as she debates duct taping them with narrowed eyes. The clever raccoon is struck with a sudden thought grinning mischievously as she gives up on that plan as well. She the moves to her bed pulling the straps of the leotard with her thumbs as the hem slips over her ample chest her breasts bouncing free from their restraints. Shimmying out of her garment she kicks it to the side before crawling on all fours onto the bed she rests the side of her head on the cover. Angling her hips up high with one paw reaches for her sex as she cups herself.

Amanda's furred vulva was slick with her own liquid arousal even more so now, her thighs already growing moist with girl cum as she grinds her own wetness into her eager palm. Giving into fantasy Amanda imagines that big hunk Mitch standing at the edge of her very bed, his huge piston aimed for her small pussy lips, parted and waiting for him. As she lets her depraved mind work picturing the bear grabbing her by the hips. She aims her hand at her entrance standing in for the bears flared head with all five fingers poised at her wet hole mimicking her own lusty imagination as best she can. Biting her lip in anticipation her heart races as her fantasy of Mitch stuffs his impressive cock into her pussy. The raccoon plunges her set of fingers into her tight opening gasping out in pleasure. Her own paw pries at her wet tunnel quick thrusts pushing her own love tunnel open as wide as she can

Panting out she bucks her own hips against her invading paw tender petals sucking in as her joints draw her silken flesh inwards. Her brows furrow knowing that her hand it inadequate to the bears great staff. Pushing her own hand harder and deeper into her tight slot the raccoon stuffs her slender fingers to the knuckles. Ripples of pleasure run up her spine as she strives to stuff herself with her hand feeling her pussy burn a little as starts to force her own knuckles into her trembling body. Her wet love tunnel squelching loudly as she works her withdraws her paw every withdraw she pushes into her slit trying to violate herself fully with her hand in rampant lust.

Little did Amanda know that the very bear she was masturbating herself over was only inches from her door as it stands partially ajar that she had left open in her flight. Mitch can only watch the sight mouth agape; the apology he was going to deliver was long left dead on his lips. He watches as the heated raccoon stuffs her fingers between her furry folds moaning and panting out as her hips grind hard against her own hand. Her bed was on the far side of the room opposite of the door allowing him to see the whole thing playing out right before his eyes. The wild little raccoon seems intent on cramming her own hand into her beautiful seam as he leans forward panting at the sight. His erection surges back to life in his pants full force at the sight of Amanda stuffing herself with her paw. Part of him rakes at his common sense to join her and take her right there on that bed as he clutches his hard prick through his new pants restraining his aching length.

Amanda continues to fuck her own fist into her womanhood oblivious to her voyeuristic onlooker her moans growing in intensity. In her mind Mitch was already slamming into her with abandon as her knuckles start to squeeze into her soaking wet passage. With a groan of unrestrained lust her hand vanishes between her furry lips her sex clamping around her wrist as she curls her fingers into her palm forming a ball inside her. Panting erratically the raccoon rocks her hips twisting her hand within her slot from side to side feeling the intense fullness of her own fist filling her. The best she could manage was a few inches of motion as she drills her imitation bear cock eyes fluttering from the intense stimulation. But the intense fantasy of getting fucked by Mitch makes her orgasm far harder than she can ever recall in the past. The raccoon's girlcum gushes around her tightly balled hand as her velvet walls shudder around her paw. Moaning out for Mitch her legs clench together as shockwaves of pleasure rock her senseless as the horny female lets out a haughty cry of raw pleasure lost in the moment.

Mitch recoils a little hearing his own name on her lips, his own breath caught in this barrel chest. He could not be sure if he heard her correctly but also wanting it to be true at the same time. Watching such an intense sexual moment play out before him left him panting from the show his own pants damp with pre cum. Cautiously he backs off from the doorway not wanting to be caught watching as she just muttered his name mid masturbation Amanda still basking in her own orgasm. The thought of Amanda having such feelings for him was totally unexpected and left his belly in knots with such a revelation. Gradually the bear makes it to the living room and sinks down into his black couch is mind reeling at the implications and possibilities.

Amanda gently extracts her paw from her sore sex feeling her pussy stubbornly grip her fist as her pink petals pull outward gripping her paw. After a moment of resistance her tight slot surrenders suddenly her own hand slipping free with a wet sucking noise. The raccoon exhales a deeply satisfied sigh of relief her stretched walls left tingling and aching from the hand play, but it felt dammed good. Rising up on her bed she rests her firm ass on the balls of her heels wiping away a few stray strands of black hair from her face composing herself. Gazes at her glistening wet paw opening and closing her hand watching strands of her own honey bridge the gaps between her fingers Amanda is starting to consider that maybe she needs to take this roommate business to another level.