{"sf1_id":640926,"sf2_id":"RnoX7LD1","title":"Last Dance","author":"Simplified","words":7671,"posted_at":"2013-12-31T21:48:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Bisexual","Character Development","Cheating","Condom","Cum","Dalmatian","Doggystle","Drama","Duck","Exhibitionism","Family","Femboi","Ferret","German Shepherd","Giraffe","Girly","Humor","Long Story","M/F","M/M","Masturbation","Missionary","Mouse","Oral","Relationships","Revenge","Rhino","Romance","Stripper","Vaginal","Violence","Wolf","Zebra","friends"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/640926-last-dance","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/RnoX7LD1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/54/a7/54a79cbc-c66f-4fae-8de8-6594a7bc31e1","description":"Last year, yesterday (XD) I made a cute little New Year's themed story and now I made another.\nThis one is significantly longer than the last, but I think that's the point. After another long crazy year, you just wanna make one last big bang, one last hurrah before the year changes, right?\nI've also done something I think we kinda miss in these types of stories, we don't normally get life for characters outside of the porn setting, porn means sex has to happen, right?\nWhat about after?\nThis story follows two people with quirky lives who meet by a kinky coincidence at the end of the year. Are these sort of people meant for each other? See for yourselves.","content":"Last Dance\n\nDecember, 30, 2013\n\nThe ferret sat in the dressing room, applying his makeup, girling himself up a bit. He put blush on his cheeks, dark blue lipstick on his lips, fake eyelashes and even curled his whiskers to accentuate his feminine features. He reached into his bag for mascara. Didn't feel a thing. He looked away from his the mirror, checked his bag. \"Oh pooh, I forgot my mascara again.\"\n\n\"Here, you can use mine.\" The cute dalmatian on the station next to him handed the ferret some of his.\n\n\"Oh, thank you, Damon.\"\n\nThe dalmatian giggled as he put on a pair of fake devil horns, \"That's the Damned One on stage, baby.\"\n\nThe ferret laughed, \"Baby, Halloween was a couple months back I think.\"\n\n\"Well, he's back by popular demand to raise a little more hell this year.\"\n\nThe ferret play-punched his co-worker. \"Oh you...\" He applied some mascara to his face. \"Oh, this is a nice shade, where do I buy this?\"\n\nDamon blushed, \"Oh, just some cute little store down at the mall where my boyfriend works. He got me that for Christmas and a few other things I'd rather not mention, Kit.\" He winked girlishly.\n\n\"Oh, you sexy little whore.\"\n\nDamon feigned indignation, \"I am not little, you slinky with fur.\"\n\nKit laughed just as someone else entered the dressing room.\n\nBoth males got an eyeful of floppy, black, zebra cock.\n\nKit closed Damon's mouth for him. \"Hey, Tyrone, you're all done with your show?\"\n\nThe big zebra nodded, \"Yeah, ain't that what it usually means when one of us walks in dicks hangin'?\" He looked at the dalmatian who was still locked on to his flaccid branch. \"Damon, you're up next.\"\n\nThe dog snapped out of his trance, \"Oh, oh yeah, thanks Ty. I haven't seen much horse cock since my boy had to start working double-shifts for the holiday season so um...\" He trailed off as he stared at it again. \"Yeah.\"\n\nTyrone rolled his eyes, \"Well as tragic as that sounds, you gotta get up or you're out of a job, dude.\"\n\nDamon shook his head. \"Right!\" He finished putting on his sexy devil costume, picked up his toy pitchfork he bought at a party store in October. \"Okay guys, wish me luck.\"\n\n...\n\nThe devilish dalmatian, The Damned One, stood on stage before a crowd of mostly males, but also a lot of pretty girls who came to see some cute guys get naked on stage.\n\nDamon heard his song begin playing and he began his routine, swaying his hips like a debutante at her first dance, turned around to show his cute devil tail, his own tail inside the admittedly uncomfortable tube that formed the fake tail. He raised his tail to show everyone the outline of his balls through the tight satin panties he wore.\n\nA few guys whistled, but no one seemed impressed yet.\n\n\"Tough crowd.\" He whispered to himself. He got up, twirling his pitchfork like a baton, then used it to catch the pole so he swung around the brass fixture letting his tail fly high and letting everyone see his exposed pucker. He heard some catcalls from the females, the rest of the crowd was beginning to warm up to him.\n\nDamon hung upside down from the top of the pole; he turned his pitchfork and took the plastic handle up his throat as far as he could. This little shock factor got a big reaction from the crowd. He grinned and continued deepthroating his plastic toy while carefully working his panties off so he didn't slip. His semi-erect shaft and balls hung free and he started to feel himself up while still giving oral to the toy.\n\n...\n\nKit waited backstage; it would be his turn after Damon, then he'd be able to check out and get home for New Year's. He checked his watch. \"Almost time...\" He looked himself over. His costume wasn't so extravagant as Damon's, but it would still turn some heads, he thought.\n\nHe wore a sexy Egyptian costume, which didn't hide much of his body. For the most part, he had a kilt, no underwear beneath and his chest was bare. His wrists had fake gold cuffs that were pretty gawdy, but he wasn't as picky as his friend so he didn't mind. Around his neck was the sort of ornamental collar ancient Egyptian men wore, same tacky gold paint on what felt like cheap leather. He didn't pick the costume himself, obviously. He fixed his headdress as he muttered to himself, \"The things I have to do...\"\n\nThe rhino stagehand tapped him on the shoulder. \"You're up.\"\n\nKit patted the tall herbivore on his brawny arm, \"Thanks Bruno.\"\n\n...\n\nDamon arched his back as cum shot out in an arc from his perch on the pole, some struck his face, most shot out into the surrounding audience.\n\nThe crowd let out a collective roar at this.\n\nThe dalmatian giggled as he slid down from the pole, blew a kiss to his audience before gathering his clothes and returning backstage as the curtains closed.\n\nHe caught Kit as soon as he came out, locked lips with the cute ferret.\n\nKit let the kiss happen, he wasn't involved in any way with the dalmatian, but Damon was the giddy, kissing, loving type. His paw fell to the dog's crotch. He felt the sticky cum in his pubic fur. \"You naughty boy, you jerked off for the crowd again, didn't you?\"\n\nDamon clicked his tongue, \"Don't act like I'm the only one that does it, Perv.\" He kissed the ferret again on the cheek before sauntering off back to the dressing room, his tight ladylike rear shaking left to right with each step.\n\nKit blew air through his lips.\n\n...\n\nKit waited behind the curtain, any second now they would open and he'd have to give his best show. He was the last dancer of the night, and before New Year's Eve, the last of the year. He had to make it the best show.\n\nThe curtain went up and Culture Club began playing. He shook his head, \"That stupid song again...\" He quickly composed himself and danced out onto the stage in his costume. He already knew from the minimal clothing he had on, he wouldn't really be that much of a sight. He threw off his collar, his headdress and let everyone see his pretty face.\n\nSome of the guys and girls watching showed interest; he was quite handsome for a skinny guy.\n\nDamon had already checked out and was up front in the crowd, dressed in his normal clothes, normal for him anyway, as he watched his friend onstage. \"Damn, that boy can move.\"\n\nKit saw the dalmatian, but did not break his concentration. He performed some flips, showcasing how fit, how agile he was.\n\nMany of the women whistled at this sudden show of masculinity.\n\nNow Kit was smiling, he had his preferred audience's attention. He ripped off his kilt and was now completely naked, his flaccid malehood flopping as he danced against the brass pole. Now he was showing off for his ladies, though the guys definitely got a good show of his assets as well.\n\nDamon shook his head, \"Showoff.\"\n\nNow the ferret was on all fours as Closer began playing. He crawled toward his audience, ground his growing shaft against the stage as he searched the crowd for a target. He focused on a pretty mousette who stood front and center right before him.\n\nThe white mouse gulped as she watched him through glasses too comically big for her.\n\n\"Hey girl...\" Kit whispered to her as he got closer.\n\nShe gulped again, her eyes glued to the drooling ferrethood that drew closer while she stood there like she'd just seen the universe.\n\nKit crouched on the edge of the stage, his cock inches from the mouse's face. He beckoned her closer with one finger.\n\nShe could not refuse, she had her friends around her, she didn't want to seem like a chicken for backing out of such a bold display. She stuck her tongue out, grazed over his tip and she was struck by the saltiness of his pre combined with the strong musk of his musteline heritage.\n\nKit grinned while he began to stroke himself, letting the girl see how much of a man he was compared to the other twinks that worked here.\n\nDamon watched, his crotch ached now, his cock erect inside the tight girl jeans he wore. \"Such a tease...\"\n\nThe crowd around the mousette began to get louder while the girl herself now the ferret's tip in her mouth.\n\nKit petted the girl, then he gripped her blond curls. \"Ready?\"\n\nShe nodded with his cock in her mouth.\n\nThe ferret held the girl's ears in both hands as his cock slid inside her mouth. He wasn't packing like most of the other more hung males at this club, but he still had a good enough size for the mouse.\n\nShe blushed, she'd never even been to this club before; her friends invited her after her boyfriend dumped her for the slut that lived in a small apartment uptown. She'd given a blowjob before, though definitely not in public where everyone was watching her. She squeaked when someone grabbed her butt.\n\nKit gave a small hiss to the invading male, letting him now he had this girl.\n\nThe doberman flipped him off, then earned himself a free ride to the back alley from security.\n\nKit continued to hump this femme's pretty face now.\n\nHer tongue, her mouth formed the perfect suction over his prick.\n\nDamon had covertly taken himself out of his jeans, though he still remembered he wanted to save up for his boyfriend later.\n\nKit felt his balls pulse as his climax neared. \"Mousey, are you ready?\"\n\nShe couldn't answer with his seven inches still in her mouth, but her eyes said yes.\n\nKit closed his eyes, he threw his head back and the little white mousette's cheeks ballooned as they filled with his seed.\n\nThe girl blushed bright enough to turn her whole face pink all while she drank his boys until he pulled out of her mouth.\n\nThe ferret grinned, \"Let me see.\"\n\nShe opened her mouth, though she had swallowed much of it, her mouth was still full.\n\nHe chuckled, wiped her chin, then ruffled her hair. \"Come on.\" He helped her up on stage. \"I'll help you clean up.\"\n\n...\n\nDamon waited in the dressing room when Kit got back with the mouse. The dalmatian laughed, \"Well, miss, you just got yourself a free tour behind the scenes.\"\n\nShe blushed again. \"Yeah...\"\n\nKit took her aside to his station and he helped her clean up. \"I didn't embarrass you did I?\"\n\n\"Embarrass me? Of course not, you just humped my face in front of my friends and some strangers but no, I'm alright.\" She let out a bit of sass which certainly did not match her mousey exterior.\n\nDamon laughed. \"Rowr, mousey's got an attitude.\"\n\nShe glared at him, \"And I'm not a mousey, my name is Marta.\"\n\nKit giggled as he gave her back her glasses. \"Well, Marta, you did pretty well for your first performance, I'm sure all your friends out there were so jealous they didn't get me.\"\n\nMarta scoffed, \"It's not the first dick I've ever sucked, I have a boyfriend, or had...\"\n\nBruno came in. \"Alright, boys, we'll be closing soon, the boss says to have a Happy New Year and a safe drive home and Kit!\"\n\nThe ferret looked up.\n\n\"You know people aren't allowed back here, but it's New Year's so the boss is lettin' it slide this time.\"\n\nKit rolled his eyes, \"Yeah sure, and tell Mrs. Bruno hi for me will ya?\"\n\nThe rhino shook his head before stepping out. \"I gotta get a new job.\"\n\nKit looked at Marta as soon as Bruno was gone. \"So, do you have a ride home?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Of course not, the girls brought me here so they could get drunk and feel up some of the guys.\"\n\nHe pulled his pants on as she spoke. \"I see, well, they sound like some airheads to me.\"\n\n\"They are, but I've known most of them forever and they've really been a help to me since my boyfriend left me 'cause I didn't open my legs enough for him.\"\n\nKit nodded. \"Well, that guy sounds like a prick, you're probably better without him.\"\n\nDamon had packed his things already. He kissed Kit on the cheek. \"Well, I'm gone, I have got a bulging hunk of man waiting for me to get home, so I will see you most likely after New Year's Day. Yeah, we're gonna fuck.\" He whispered the last words in Kit's ear before walking out, that happy tail wagging as he left.\n\nMarta laughed, \"A real charmer, that guy.\"\n\nKit laughed too, \"Yeah.\" He picked up his stuff. Dressed in his day clothes, he looked much less like the femboi from before and more like a typical average male his age, though he did have his own girlish charm about him.\n\nMarta noticed this. \"What about you? I'm sure a guy as cute as you's got someone back home.\"\n\nKit shrugged, \"Not really, I mean I've dated a few, but nothing permanent.\"\n\nMarta thought for a moment, then reached into her purse. She took out a notepad, she scribbled something on it, then handed it the note to him. \"This is my home and phone number, I live in a downstairs apartment in this pretty little complex. It's nice, the people there are friendly, but since my boyfriend left, it's just been me there.\"\n\nKit looked at the note, \"Thank you for the offer.\"\n\nShe laughed it off, \"Oh, it's nothing really, just a token, anyway I have to go before my friends try to drive home without me.\"\n\nKit smiled, \"Okay, have a Happy New Year.\"\n\nShe giggled, \"And you too.\" She stepped out.\n\nKit sat for a moment after she'd left, he looked at the number he was given. \"Wow...\"\n\n...\n\nKit got home after that, he had a nice enough house to himself in a quiet suburban area. He threw off his shirt, dropped his pants to allow himself to hang free, then he sat on his couch in front of the tv.\n\nOn tv, the news was showing people all across the city getting ready for the New Year. He thought over his last talk with Marta. He remembered what he told her about not really having a permanent relationship. He felt bad all of a sudden. \"Man, why'd you have to lie?\"\n\nJust as he'd said that, hands covered his eyes. \"Guess who?\"\n\nHe groaned, \"Well, I know I just locked that door and there's only two other people who have a key to my house and you're not my mom...\"\n\nThe avian male groaned and pulled his hands back, \"Oh, you're no fun!\"\n\nKit looked back at the goofy looking mallard. \"Hey, Law.\"\n\nLaw quacked at him, \"That's Lawrence P. Cannes, my friend.\"\n\nThe ferret rolled his eyes. \"Whatever, you're already here, sit down.\"\n\nHe wagged a scaly finger at his furry friend, \"Now there's the mustelid I know.\"\n\n...\n\nMeanwhile, Marta had returned to her apartment... to find her front door was already unlocked. Now that was funny, because she distinctly remembered locking up before leaving home. Only one other person could've had access...\n\nMarta's blood ran cold... \"They can't be...\"\n\nAgainst her better judgement, she opened the door, careful not to make that door creak. She didn't pick up any noises or smells, but something rather suspect rested upon a small table by her front door. The other key.\n\nSqueak!\n\nHer ears perked when she heard a feminine voice coming from the kitchen. \"No...\" She clinched her fists.\n\nGrunt! Squeak! A male and a female.\n\nMarta followed the voices, she looked in the kitchen, her fridge was open. She closed it, before she heard more sounds of lust coming from further into her home. She continued to creep in her own house before she realized the noises came from her bedroom. Her gut fell. \"Kyle... you bastard.\"\n\n...\n\n\"Law, you bastard, you know what that does for me...\" Kit groaned as the mallard preened his neckfur.\n\nThe duck had the ferret on his back while he dragged his bill through his housemate's fur. \"Yeah, I do, but you're so soft, Kit.\"\n\nThe ferret groaned again at the currently nude duck straddling his waist, inches from his privates. \"Not all of me is soft, Law.\"\n\nLaw giggled, \"I can tell.\" He rubbed his downy soft butt against the ferret's cock. He leaned in closer, \"Do me, Kit, do me like your girls. I know that's how you see me when we fuck, you wish I was one of your pretty kitties.\"\n\nKit gulped, Law was right, he did fantasize the duck as female. He didn't even hide it. \"Get the bed ready, Little Miss.\" He spoke directly.\n\nLaw giggled again. \"Right away, Mister Man.\" He hopped up then pranced none too quietly to the bedroom.\n\nKit sighed.\n\n...\n\nMarta's paw was on the doorknob. She could hear, smell her ex and his bitch through her bedroom door. She didn't want to see... but something in her drove her to go further... maybe she needed to see, just as Kit said, just see how much she didn't need Kyle anymore. She turned the knob, the door opened slowly, making a tiny creak. She stopped the door from making too much noise before she peeked inside.\n\nInside... Her room was empty, but her bed...\n\nMarta opened the door all the way. She held her stomach as she saw the scattered clothes, filthy bedsheets, various body fluids that stained her room... it didn't look like two people had just fucked in her room, it looked more like a whole football team had been through. She realized she could still hear voices... and running water. Across her room, on the opposite side of her now desecrated bed, there was her bathroom.\n\nShe didn't look, she didn't have to. She saw what they did to her room, she didn't need to see them together. \"Motherfuckers...\"\n\nShe stepped back out. She fetched the second key before locking the door then stepping out of her house. Then, she took out her phone and she called the police.\n\n...\n\nLaw moaned from the ferret humping him from behind. He gripped the headboard hard enough that he added a good grouping of claw marks in the varnished wood.\n\nKit groaned in turn as his condom-wrapped cock spread the duck's vent, not by much, but certainly more than what the avian's digestive system was equipped for.\n\nLaw pushed back against each hard thrust, leaned into every playful scratch the ferret gave him, the bird just enjoyed his lover even when he knew Kit rather'd be with a female right now. Law didn't mind, he knew Kit only ever did him because he made it easy for him, but truthfully, Kit was the only one Law had ever been easy with.\n\nSuch sentiment was not on the ferret's mind, not at this moment. He squeezed the duck's gut while his balls unloaded their second batch of the night.\n\nLaw squealed as a duck only could while his own malehood spurted his swimmers all over Kit's bed.\n\nThe males fell back in bed, Law in Kit's arms, Kit already fast asleep.\n\nLaw awed for his sleepyhead lover. He turned over and kissed Kit. \"Get some sleep, baby.\"\n\n...\n\nMarta sat outside while police took her boyfriend out of her apartment in handcuffs after he tried to fight when one tried to walk him out calmly.\n\n\"This is fucking bullshit! It's my house, too!\" She heard Kyle before an officer closed the door on the cruiser.\n\nMarta had cried the whole time, the bitch that took him from her didn't even look at her as police led her out.\n\nAn officer knelt so she could be eye to eye with the mousette. \"Are you going to be alright, ma'am?\"\n\nShe nodded without looking up.\n\nThe german shepherd put a calming paw on the mouse's shoulder. \"Will you be pressing charges?\"\n\nMarta barely glanced up. \"Yes. I want... I want a restraining order, I don't want him near me, nor that fucking vixen, I don't... I just can't.\"\n\nThe shepherd shushed her. \"Shush, girl. He's not gonna hurt you again, he can't hurt you if you put him out of your mind.\"\n\nShe nodded again. \"I'm tired.\" She stood up. She closed the door behind her as soon as she was in. \"Fuck my life.\" She muttered before she turned out the lights then went to sleep on her couch.\n\n...\n\nNext day, New Year's Eve\n\nLawrence woke up before Kit. He petted his lover, watched him as he slept. \"Precious.\" He whispered. The duck got out of bed without waking his friend, took the cum-soaked condom out of his rear. \"Ew, I left that in there all night, didn't I?\" He stuck his tongue out before discarding the dirty thing in the trashcan. He stretched to will the sleep from his body and as he scratched his butt he saw Kit's wallet on the drawer by their bed. He noticed a little paper sticking out.\n\nKit awoke to find the nude duck sitting on the edge. He reached a footpaw across and nudged the mallard.\n\nLaw looked back and smiled again, \"G'morning, sleepyhead.\" He held the paper up so Kit could see it. \"Who's Marta?\"\n\nKit's cheeks went blush in three seconds flat. \"Um...\"\n\nLaw laughed, \"It's alright, I'm not upset if you got a girl on the side, babe.\"\n\nKit nodded. \"Yeah... you might be a little upset though...\"\n\nThe duck swiveled around so he could face his friend more directly. \"Explain.\"\n\nSo Kit told Lawrence everything about the last dance and everything that happened between then and coming home.\n\nLaw understood now, but he was still not mad, disappointed, hurt, but not mad. \"So you basically lied, said you had nobody serious in your life and she gave you her number out of trust. Boy, Sigmund Freud would shoot himself dead if he ever met you.\" He joked rather darkly.\n\nKit felt worse than he did last night. \"Basically, yeah.\"\n\nThe duck laid forward on his pudgy belly. \"Well, I will say that I'm hurt, I mean we agreed right? When we decided we'd live together in this house that we would be friends only, eventually you let your barrier down, you let us be friends with benefits, that was enough for me. You on the other hand, you're a healthy, mostly straight guy, you need pussy and I understand that too. But,\" He sniffed, \"You had to lie? I'm not somebody to you?\"\n\nKit blinked away a tear. \"Law, I'm sorry.\"\n\nLaw sat up. \"And this girl... do you like her, or is she just another plaything for you?\"\n\nKit looked down. \"I don't know, I only know her from last night, I don't know anything else about her.\"\n\n\"Then call her.\"\n\n\"What?\"\n\n\"Tonight's the start of a new year, it can also be a start of a new chapter for you, Kit. Call this girl, get her to meet you. I'll let you have the place to yourself if you want.\"\n\nKit shook his head. \"No, no, you don't have to do that, I'll call her over, but I want her to meet you. If that means I lose any chance with her, then I was a fool for trying to say different.\"\n\nLaw got up. \"First smart thing you said all morning, now get up, you have a girl to impress and/or blow it with, you can at least look good when it happens.\"\n\n...\n\nMarta awoke to the sound of her doorbell buzzing. Her head hurt from the stress of last night. She sat up, the loose tank top she wore to the couch had fallen some to the wayside, exposing her right tit. She put on a bigger shirt before getting up.\n\nShe looked through the peephole and saw her landlord. She unlocked the door then opened it.\n\nThe giraffe on the other side stared down the lone female. \"Some of the tenants called my house last night complaining of some commotion from here last night, Ms. Saunders.\" He cracked a joint in his long neck. \"You're not having wild parties here are you, after I've expressly forbid such garbage from here?\"\n\nMarta sighed, \"No, it wasn't me... it was my ex and his cunt on legs, he still had the extra key I got for him when we were together and... he broke in while I was away and he fucked his little vixen all over the whole damn place, so if you want to talk to someone, talk to him.\"\n\nThe giraffe was still suspicious. \"Mhm, some of my tenants also reported flashing lights last night?\"\n\n\"Yeah, I called the cops and they got Kyle and the cunt out so I slept on the couch.\"\n\n\"Hmm, your ex was inside while you were gone? Where were you at the time?\"\n\n\"My friends took me to a club to get my mind off of Kyle, ironic, I know.\"\n\nThe giraffe almost laughed at that bit of irony himself. \"Well, now that this is brought to my attention, you know I have to check for damages.\"\n\nShe opened the door for the giraffe. \"Go ahead, there's some broken stuff in the living room when Kyle tried to fight the cops and the bedroom... I'll let you see for yourself.\"\n\nShe closed the door while the landlord began his inspection.\n\nThe giraffe nearly gagged when he saw the bedroom, then lost his breakfast when he looked in the bathroom.\n\nMarta, in the meantime, had brewed coffee while she waited for him to finish.\n\nThe landlord stumbled into the kitchen holding his gut, his permed mane now stood up, disturbed by the putrid state of those rooms.\n\n\"Cream with your coffee?\" She offered jokingly.\n\nThe giraffe stammered, \"Madam, there is enough 'cream' in there to knock up a bus of nuns.\"\n\nThere was a louder, more forceful knocking at the door. Marta shook her head. \"Well, they didn't keep him long.\"\n\nShe went to the door and looked again through the peephole. Sure enough, Kyle was there. \"Go away, Kyle!\"\n\n\"Bitch! You'll fucking let me in, you do right now or...\"\n\n\"Or you'll go crying to your foxy? Go ahead, I don't want to see or hear you ever again.\"\n\nThe angered wolf banged harder on the door. \"Fuck you, you don't have what she's got, I felt like a fag fucking a boy all the time with you.\"\n\nThe door opened and the giraffe stood in the doorway. \"Excuse me sir, but what was that you said about fags, again?\"\n\nThe wolf wasn't the least bit intimidated by the tall herbivore, \"Go shove your dick in someone else's business, fudgepacking leaf eater.\"\n\nThe giraffe nodded calmly. \"Mhm, I thought so.\" He handed his coffee to Marta. \"Hold this for me.\"\n\n...\n\nKit fidgeted in his seat while Law was fixing his hair for him. \"She doesn't have her phone on.\" He sighed as he put the phone away.\n\nThe duck shrugged, \"Don't give up, you still got all day, persevere, never give up, and a few more cliches that escape me at the moment.\"\n\nKit sighed, \"Alright.\"\n\n...\n\nKyle found himself in the backseat of another cop car only this time he had a busted muzzle and a bruise over his right eye.\n\nThe giraffe was able to get himself off with a warning and a friendly smile. He drank his coffee.\n\nMarta stood by him as the police car drove away. \"Thanks, no one's ever helped me like that before.\"\n\nThe giraffe showed no pride in what he did to the wolf but accepted the mouse's gratitude. \"It's easy when you're just plain bigger than the other guy. Don't get any ideas, though. I am a fudgepacker as he so eloquently put it.\" He laughed. Regrettably, he had to change the subject. \"Do you have anywhere to stay?'\"\n\nMarta blinked. \"You mean I can't stay here.\"\n\nHe wagged a hoofed finger. \"With those rooms in that state, I wouldn't let anyone near there. Just to replace all that furniture it's going to be my whole Christmas savings for this year, possibly more, so I can't let you stay here, it would be unlawful and I would just feel terrible.\"\n\nShe looked down, crestfallen. \"I don't really have anywhere else. I have some girlfriends, but I wouldn't want to impose.\"\n\nThe giraffe clinched his teeth. \"Well, would you stay at my house then? I mean, it's the least I could do.\"\n\nShe looked up. \"You wouldn't mind?\"\n\n\"I won't but my husband's gonna chew me out.\" He joked.\n\nShe smiled. \"Okay, just let me get a few of my things, then I'll go.\"\n\nHe nodded as he walked back to his car.\n\nMarta walked back in to find her phone vibrating on the couch. She'd had that on vibrate all this time, she thought to herself. She didn't recognize the number, probably a wrong number... or maybe. She answered, \"Hello?\"\n\n...\n\nKit nearly spat out his breakfast. \"Uh, Marta, hi. Remember me?\"\n\nShe recognized his voice for sure. \"Kit, right?\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Yeah, I've been trying to get you all morning, what's up?\"\n\nShe blushed. \"I see, well, I had the silly thing on vibrate and I guess I never heard it. As for what's up, I was actually getting ready to go somewhere.\"\n\n\"Oh? Right now? Where are you going?\"\n\nShe flustered, she didn't know yet where her landlord lived. \"Oh, I'm just moving, not far, I've been looking for a better place and I found one a little better so that house number I gave you may be wrong now. Uh, I'll call you when I get settled, maybe we could meet sometime.\"\n\nKit blushed. \"Um, I was about to ask that myself. Okay then, call me then, I'd like to see you again, I feel we didn't really get a good chance to talk more than we did last night.\"\n\n\"I would like that, \" She smiled, unaware the giraffe was watching her with the cutest grin forming across his face, just as on the other end, a certain mallard had a similar grin. \"So I'll see you then?\"\n\n\"Yeah, see you then.\" Kit hung up, just as Law pounced on him and gave him a monster-sized hug.\n\n...\n\nMarta looked out the window of Ollie's car. Ollie, that was such a cute name for a nice giraffe like him, she thought. She saw how big his house was as they pulled up. He had a husband, but this looked big for just two people.\n\nThe front door opened as Ollie got out of his car. Three giraffe calves of varying ages ran out full speed to hug their father.\n\nMarta blinked, surprised but pleased to see the giraffe she'd just met with his family.\n\nOliver hugged his three children lovingly and asked, \"Kids, where is your other father?\"\n\nThe middle calf, the only female of the three answered, \"In the kitchen with Mom.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Oh?\"\n\nMarta suddenly got why their house looked so big on the outside, three full grown adult giraffes plus three children in one house. She felt like she'd walked on to a bad reality show.\n\nIn the kitchen, Marta met Ollie's lifemates, Stanley and Carol plus their three calves.\n\n\"So, let me see if I got all your names...\" She joked. \"Oliver, Stan, Carol, and your kids are Laurel, Hardy and Ann.\"\n\nCarol, the shorter of the adults, though still much taller than Marta, laughed in her Minnesotan way, \"Well, you get the general idea, we're all one big, crazy, kooky, little family.\"\n\n\"Little's not the word I would use.\" Marta muttered.\n\n...\n\nKit sat in his kitchen with an ice pack on his head.\n\nLaw blushed. \"I'm sorry, Kit, sometimes I don't know my own strength.\"\n\n\"Next time a girl I've got the hots for calls me, could you try not to hug me so hard?\"\n\n\"Scouts honor.\"\n\nKit shook his head. \"You were never a scout...\"\n\n...\n\nMarta had unpacked what few things she had left, Ollie said he would buy some things for her later. She liked that, Kyle was never so thoughtful. She shook her head. \"Oh, you told yourself to forget about him already.\" She scolded herself.\n\nOllie walked in, \"So, Marta, are you settling in well? I know meeting my family, even practically having your whole life change in one morning must be a lot to take in.\"\n\nMarta shrugged. \"I've been shit on before, Mom and Dad died when I was little, I didn't have any brothers or sisters so my aunt took me in, then she died too after I graduated high school. Kyle was the first steady thing I ever had but... now that's over as well.\"\n\nThe giraffe nodded. \"But you are still here, Marta, clearly God has a plan for you yet.\"\n\n\"I didn't know you were religious.\"\n\n\"And why shouldn't I be? Because I live in what our church would otherwise decry as sin? Religion is not perfect, neither are the people who teach it or practice it, but it is good to have something to believe in. Better to believe in something, than to fight for nothing. God has plans even for those who turn away from Him. He had a plan for me, He brought me my dear Stanley then He brought us Carol, a darling sweet female we met through an agency.\"\n\n\"Agency?\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Yes, for you see, when Stanley and I first began life together, we were content, but neither of us knew we were still incomplete. Then, one night, I decided I wanted offspring, I wanted a son to carry my name. We did not wish to adopt, nor to use in vitro, no that latter option would be so impersonal. So then, while I loved my Stan dearly, I decided that my sperm should find seed the way God intended. So we met Carol. She was to be merely a surrogate for our first, but still she agreed when we said what we wanted instead. So few would have understood such plight, but she did, we were blessed.\"\n\nMarta nodded. \"Wow.\"\n\nHe smiled. \"Sorry, if I dumped a lot on you there, I get a bit long winded about my personal beliefs.\"\n\nShe smiled, \"Oh, that's alright, I guess I needed that.\" She took her phone out. \"Would you mind if I make a quick call?\"\n\nOllie smiled, \"Go ahead, my house is your house.\" He stepped out to give Marta her privacy, though he swiveled his ears just so he could hear from outside the room.\n\n...\n\nKit was in the restroom when the phone rang.\n\nLaw was there to get the phone, but he knew he couldn't answer before Kit had time to explain about him.\n\nThe ferret hurried out, leaving his pants down to his ankles. He got the phone from Law. \"Marta?\"\n\n\"Hey, you.\" She said, \"I've just got in my new place, I was wondering if you'd like to come see, we could maybe...\" she gulped, hoping the giraffes wouldn't mind an extra guest, \"watch the fireworks together tonight.\"\n\nLaw heard her. He nodded silently to Kit as if to say, do it, you bloody idiot!\n\nKit answered, \"That would be nice, just tell me where you are and I'll meet you there.\"\n\nShe still didn't know the name of the street. She covered the phone, \"Ollie?\"\n\n\"Pharaoh's Drive, Marta.\"\n\nShe blushed again then repeated the answer to Kit.\n\nHe nodded, \"Alright then, I will see you there tonight. Bye.\" He hung up and Law... high-fived him. Kit raised an eyebrow at this.\n\n\"Hey, at least I didn't hug you this time.\"\n\n...\n\nNight time, just a few moments away from the new year,\n\nKit and Law drove up to the big house.\n\nThe duck was all gasps at the sheer size of the place. \"This house is bigger than me.\"\n\nKit kissed his cheek. \"Shush, you're not that big, you just got stuffing in all the right places.\"\n\nBoth males got out. Each had worn the fanciest clothes they could afford on their minimum wage salaries.\n\nKit had on a tux, though judging by the looks of this place he could've been maybe less fancy.\n\nLaw had his winter coat over a t-shirt and some pants.\n\nKit rang the doorbell.\n\nStanley answered the door, \"Ah, you must be our friend, Marta's special company. Welcome, welcome and a very Happy New Year; please come on in, she's in the shower, she'll be out in just a minute.\"\n\nBoth friends went cockeyed at each other after the flamboyant giraffe stepped aside for them.\n\nOliver met Stanley in the living room with a few loving kisses upon each cheek before he noticed the two guests. \"Well, well, either one of you must be the dashing young Kit Marta is waiting for.\"\n\nThe ferret rose his right paw. \"That's me, Kit Solis.\"\n\n\"Well, Kit Solis, you and your friend please make yourselves at home, I'll tell Marta you've arrived.\"\n\nThe friends sat down in the living room where Ollie and Stan's children were playing board games together.\n\nLaw felt a certain warmness in his heart with how welcoming this family was to a couple of strangers. His eyes were also glued to the rear of a giraffe kid, a young male who looked to be in his twenties.\n\nLaurel noticed the duck watching him and shook his rear rather effeminately at the avian.\n\nLaw pretended to cough as he looked away.\n\nKit laughed, \"Behave yourself, man.\"\n\nCarol walked in with a tray full of some steaming mugs. She placed it on the coffee table before the pair. \"Kids! I just made some hot cocoa, come and get it while it's still hot.\" She looked to the two grown men on her couch, \"I made some for you too, I put eggnog and rum in the adult mugs.\" She winked before getting up. She jokingly smacked Laurel's hand when he tried to get one of the adult mugs, \"You're not 21 yet, Laurel Davidson.\"\n\nThe youth pouted and got one of the kid mugs with the cinnamon and marshmallows instead.\n\nKit and Law drank the hot cocoa.\n\n\"Whew, that's black rum, awesome.\" Law exclaimed.\n\nCarol heard them and laughed. \"Thank you, I get nothing but the best for my big boys.\"\n\nHer two husbands hugged her as she said that, \"And we are most thankful for that, Carol our sweet.\" Ollie said as the three cuddled rather affectionately in plain view of the kids and their guests.\n\nMarta finally walked in. She cleared her throat.\n\nEveryone turned.\n\nThe white mousette with the blond hair and big glasses from the club was gone and before the crowd stood a lovely white mouse in a stunning, sparkling red dress that made her glow like a beacon in the storm.\n\nKit got up, mesmerized by the change Marta had made from the little thing he met last night. \"Um, wow.\" He said as he stood before her, his cheeks turning red.\n\nThe mouse smiled, \"Thank you, I've honestly never worn a dress before, but Ollie got this for me.\"\n\nThe giraffe interjected, \"Oh most certainly, I practically rushed out as soon as sweet little Marta had made her plans and believe you me, it is quite a sight to see a 10-foot tall herbivore stampeding through women's clothing at the store.\"\n\nMarta laughed, \"And still you came through.\" She took Kit, \"Come, I have to show you my new room since you never got to see my old one.\"\n\nCarol giggled as the mouse disappeared with the ferret. \"Not a patient one is she?\"\n\n...\n\nKit and Marta were together in her new room.\n\nKit relaxed on Marta's bed while she got out of the dress, intending to put on something more fitting her personality.\n\nMarta blushed as she realized she'd let the ferret watch her through all of this. \"I hope you don't think me ungrateful, I love what Ollie did, really, but I really don't like dresses.\"\n\nKit shrugged, \"He seems like a nice guy, I'm sure he'd take it well. Nice butt, by the way.\"\n\nShe looked down at her panties. \"Well, I guess it's a fair deal, I got to see you strip naked last night, now you just saw me strip.\" She laughed.\n\nKit laughed. \"You're definitely better on the eyes than some girls at that club. In fact, I'd say you're miles away from that crowd.\"\n\nMarta blushed again. \"Thank you, Kit.\" She stood there for a while before she unsnapped her bra.\n\nKit saw her breasts, they were a fair size, not the gargantuan beach balls he'd seen at the club, but perfectly natural. \"You're gorgeous.\"\n\nShe smiled, \"Thank you, again.\" Her paws went to her panties. \"Wanna help me with these?\"\n\nHe nodded dumbly before getting up.\n\nMeanwhile, the giraffes plus Law were outside listening in.\n\nKit stood behind Marta, sidling closer to the fem before he put his paws over hers.\n\nMarta whispered, \"This isn't too fast is it?\"\n\nKit whispered back as the panties came off. \"I don't know, I came in your mouth last night, so I think we're beyond fast at this point.\"\n\n\"Good p-oint.\" She shivered when his fingers brushed over her slit.\n\nOllie heard the shivers then whispered to his family, \"Okay, okay, enough, let's let them have their privacy now.\"\n\nThe family, even Carol gave a collective moan before Ollie gave them the evil eye.\n\nThe giraffes left, the duck stayed behind a little longer. \"Give it to her good, Kit.\" He replied before walking away.\n\nOllie stopped Law as he walked back in the kitchen, \"So what does Kit do for a living, if you don't mind my asking?\"\n\nLaw looked up, \"Uh, truthfully? He's a stripper/live sex performer at a club downtown.\"\n\nOllie stifled a giggle. \"Oh, that sounds like fun.\"\n\n...\n\nKit sat naked in bed as Marta straddled him.\n\nShe felt her heart flutter from the closeness. She shivered as she felt him against her front.\n\nKit had to say something, though. \"Marta, this is nice, but I should tell you a little more.\"\n\nShe rubbed her warm slit over his length. \"What more would I have to know?\"\n\nKit gulped, \"I kinda lied last night.\"\n\nShe stopped. \"You don't live alone?\"\n\nHe blushed, \"No.\"\n\nShe smiled, \"That cute duck out there's your lover?\"\n\nHe turned brighter. \"A friend with benefits more like... you're not upset?\"\n\nShe scoffed, \"After the shitty night I had, I've been needing this, and it feels like you need it just as bad.\" She impaled herself on his shaft.\n\nBoth of their breaths caught as they were brought closer by this union of the flesh.\n\n\"Now I understand the meaning of that stupid Madonna song...\" Marta joked.\n\nKit gulped, \"Which one?\"\n\n\"Like a virgin. I'm definitely not but this feels like the first time.\"\n\nKit kissed her. \"This is our first time.\" He laid her on her back and the union started.\n\n...\n\nBack in the living room, the Davidson-Jeffers giraffe family and Law watched tv as the New Year's countdown was about to begin. Ollie shook his head at Ryan Seacrest on the tv. \"He is certainly no Dick Clark.\"\n\nMeanwhile, Marta bit her lip as she hit her first climax under Kit. The ferret licked her, reciprocated every move she gave.\n\nLaw drank more of Carol's hot cocoa while Laurel continued to check him out.\n\nOllie nudged his eldest son. \"I'm afraid he's already taken, son, but I'm sure he appreciates your affection.\"\n\nLaurel looked over Law a little more before looking up at his dad. The youth was 8-foot, two below his two dads, but one above his mother. \"Thanks, Dad.\"\n\nOllie kissed his son, once on the cheek and again on the lips. \"You're 20 years old, you still have plenty years of life learning to go.\" He kissed Laurel one last time before walking away.\n\nMarta had rolled onto her belly and allowed Kit to mate her from behind. The ferret enjoyed the extra room he was given to adjust his thrusts so it did not become monotonous. The mouse silenced a squeak when he bit her shoulder, not too hard, but enough to surprise her, she liked that.\n\nHardy, the youngest of the three calves at 6 years of age, saw the clock go past the sixty second mark. \"It's time!\"\n\nOllie gathered his family and Law, \"Everyone, begin the countdown at 30... 29... 28... 27...\"\n\nMarta and Kit sat up, she upon his lap while he bounced her upon his malehood while their tongues danced.\n\n\"26... 25... 24... 23...\"\n\nKit was almost there.\n\n\"22... 21... 20... 19...\"\n\nMarta had already been there twice.\n\n\"18... 17... 16... 15...\"\n\n\"Oh god, Kit, yes!\" She gasped in his ear.\n\n\"14... 13... 12... 11...\"\n\nHe pushed her on her back again, started thrusting even faster, ready for takeoff.\n\n\"10!\"\n\nKit thrust.\n\n\"9!\"\n\nMarta squeaked.\n\n\"8!\"\n\nLaw drank his cocoa.\n\n\"7!\"\n\nKit's balls pulled up, his cock pulsed.\n\n\"6!\"\n\nShe bit him, less gently than he'd done before.\n\n\"5!\"\n\nHe grunted as that sudden pain set him off.\n\n\"4!\"\n\nShe blushed as she felt the white rapids gush through her.\n\n\"3!\"\n\nHe held her waist horizontal to his as his climax surged.\n\n\"2!\"\n\nTheir eyes connected in the haze of their orgasms.\n\n\"1!\"\n\nTheir lips pressed together as the stream died.\n\n\"Happy New Year!\"\n\n  \n  \n\n"}