Andy 3 - Perverted Thoughts
#3 of Andy
Although Andy respected for Caramel as a person in, not only peril, but going through a time of intense emotion and grief; his hands thought otherwise. Caramel had agreed to sleep with Andy on a simple condition. No touching. She was in a deep sleep as Andy lied behind her in awe of her beauty. With his rotten luck and sloppy disposition, Andy rarely got a chance to sleep with women. It seemed Caramel was a lot more mature than he was and decided to trust him. Wrong move. Her fur was soft and light brown. She had delicate white fur on her front and face. With a lack of underwear, she slept naked which tempted Andy even more. She had tall ears that rested on the pillow under her heavy head. "I wonder what she smells like..." Andy pondered to himself. With a mischievous grin as he plucked up the courage, Andy shifted forward slowly. Lifting his muzzle inches from her fur he took a deep whiff. "Smells sweet," he thought with a smile. Gaining more blind courage Andy slipped his hand across her waist and slowly laid it down. She responded by holding his hands in place although she was still dozing. He was in Heaven. Then, slowly, Andy's primal instincts began to take effect. His head began to fill with demented and pervert thoughts. "I bet her pussy is tight and warm. I'd lick her breasts dry. I could slip it inside and she wouldn't wake up." While Andy dribbled over his perverse thoughts, the other ‘Andy' decided to make an appearance. Not realising his huge boner was growing rapidly, it wasn't long before it poked Caramel's tail.
The pillow smacked Andy in the face as it flew through the door. "Caramel, I can explain." The door slammed shut and the lock sealed it tightly, "GO TO SLEEP ANDY!" She had obviously heard enough as Andy dragged his thin blanket and pillow to the sofa. He had ruined his only chance with Caramel; she probably thought he was a sex addict. "Why do these things always happen to me?!?" asked Andy, infuriated with himself. She was going through so much pain and so much grief as her home planet was taken over by her enemies and all Andy could think about was squeezing his cock between her tits! He was completely disgusted with himself and how he acted. With guilt already filling his heart he wrapped himself in his thin blanket, laid his heavy head in the stiff pillow and sheltered against the cold night.
"Do you know this rabbit?" demanded the large rhino as slammed Caramel's picture onto the counter. The two strange aliens had used technology of their own to morph their shapes into rhinos rather than their grotesque true forms. "I haven't, sorry. I could but the poster up to see if anyone else has." "That would be helpful, thank you," grunted the rhino as they turned to leave. The two only had until the afternoon to find Caramel or their captain would expel them from their race for good.
The soft daylight drifted idly into the room; filling it with life as Caramel slowly stirred from her deep sleep. Her hand patted the sheets behind her for signs of another. She turned to find a dent in the bed where Andy had slept. "Oh yeah..." she remembered in disapproval. She pulled on her clothes and walked into the living room where Andy had (literally) crash onto the sofa for the night. After checking on her ‘Sleeping Pervert', she made her way to the kitchen and opened the fridge. Nothing edible or appropriate was present for breakfast as she slammed the door and returned to Andy, kneeling down to talk to him. "Andy," she whispered, careful not to shake him too much, "Andy I need some food." Andy continued his deep sleep. His breath was putrid; a mix of the Spanish omelettes and cheap toothpaste making Caramel retch slightly. "Andy, you need to wake up." "*Yawn* the mob goes wild..." Andy just turned away and pulled the blankets up tighter. Caramel just sighed and search his cargo pockets for a wallet. Grabbing the small, leather wallet (mostly empty) she walked out the door for the first time after the crash.
Caramel was not too familiar of the layout of the city but she had seen Andy walk down the same street the past time he had to leave the house for food. The streets were decorated with hungry bins and proud, grand street lamps waiting patiently for their chance to shine. Various people up and down the street, getting on with their day. Caramel found the scene calm and pleasant. Although the streets were not like her Kingdom's they were still quite a sight to behold for her. Especially after being cooped up in Andy's apartment for that long; it was great to get some fresh air finally. She came to a general store on her right and decided that would do. Although she was trained through sword and spear, laser and pistol, Caramel was generally nervous of her first time shopping. The shelves were stock-piled with colourful packets and brands of confusing foods. Even with her futuristic communicator, Caramel felt lost. After watching others in the store and judging with her gut instinct she had picked a few tins and taken them to the counter. "Could I purchase these items please?" The cashier, although a bit perplexed, gave her a warm smile, "Certainly." "These are a few things for breakfast." The cashier pulled out the first jar and looked deeply at the label, "Bolognese Sauce? I think jam would go better on toast!" Caramel's cheeks began to flare up, "Oh yes, silly me!" She grabbed the jar from him and replaced it with some jam (kindly pointed out by the cashier). The next item was tinned and just as absurd, "Custard? Maybe some milk instead, eh?" "Oh yes right! Milk!" Again she scuttled off with her cheeks now a bright crimson. Before he reached in for the last item she grabbed it from the basket, "I may as well take this back then. This," she squinted at the label, "Bread." "No," he corrected, "I think that's a safe bet for toast." "But it's bread." "...Until you toast it..." "Oh I see! Toasting is a style of cooking! My English isn't very good you see." He nodded in agreement, "You're telling me. That'll be 2.49 please." With her cue, Caramel proudly produced the wallet and delved inside. She placed two golden coins on the counter and then proceed to rummage for more. "I'm sorry," she said after a brief search and count up, "I only have 34 in here..." "Well," he suggested with a palpable tone, "Why don't you give me that fiver and I'll give you change?" "Oh...of course..." She handed him the note and he passed her back a handful of coins. "Have a nice day ma'am." "You too kind shop-keep." He waved her goodbye with a giggled under his breath. Caramel left the shop with a skip in her step. She was quite satisfied of how she handled herself in her first financial transaction. It was much less difficult than she had made it out to be. The cashier rushed out the shop and stood in the doorway with a poster in his hand as he watched Caramel return to the flat. "Well I'll be damned," he mumbled.
"She came in here about three hours ago," replied the sceptical cashier to the two muscled rhinos. "Did you see where she went?" asked one excitedly. He lead the two outside and pointed to the large tower block, "I saw her walk into the flats. I don't know which number though..." "That's fine," replied one, "We'll take it from here. Thank your for your assistance." The two rushed back to their crashed craft to explain their success to their leader.
The door slammed as Andy rolled off the sofa and slammed to the floor. "ARGH!!" "Andy? You up?" "Not literally," he replied with sarcasm, "But yeah I am. Have you been out?" "I have," she replied with a squeal of excitement in her voice, "It was great. I got breakfast." "Good. Make us something would ya love?" "With pleasure!" Andy had realised that she had almost forgotten about the trouble last night but he had to know what she thought and put his mind at ease. "Caramel?" he called timidly. "Uh-huh." "You know what happened last night?" "Oh Andy please don't worry about it. I know what you males are like with your ‘things'. You just got a bit close." "Really?!?" He was surprised she had taken it so well and decided to continue before she interrupted. "Yes I remember when my boyfriend did that to me for the first time. That was a while back." Andy's heart sank deep into the soles of his feet, "...boyfriend?" "My prince! What a dreamy man he is. I hope he's still okay. I can't wait to see him!" "Yeah," sighed Andy, "I'm sure he's great." "ANDY!!! COME HERE!!!" With the command of her voice he was off the floor and at the kitchen door, "What?!? What!!?" "Look Andy," she pointed excitedly to the toaster, "I'm ‘toasting'!" She clapped with joy at her achievement as Andy slumped into a chair. "What's the matter Andy?" "Nothing..." "I'm not angry about last night. If it was anyone else with their pre smeared over my tail I would have circumcised them! We're good friends now!" She rested her head on his shoulder and kissed his cheek before returning to her cooking. "Yeah," Andy groaned, "friends..."
(Again, this is translated for those of you who aren't fluent in Chitian!) "Sir," cried the soldier in exhalation, "We have found her!" "Good! I can count on you two after all. The enemy force culminated on us and the royal family has fled. If we captured the girl then we can bargain her for the palace and the planet!" "You mean the lines have fallen, Sir?" "Yes. We we're overrun but fear not; with the girl in our possession we will easily regain control. I will take the next transport over, I want to see to this personally; make sure she is prepped and ready for transport." "Sir!" called the soldiers as they returned to the town.
The phone rang diligently as Andy pulled himself up to answer it. He had become some what disheartened when he had heard Caramel's love belonged with another. "Mr Sentimental here, how can I help you?" he called down the phone in gloom. "Andy? This is Rick." Andy suddenly brightened up for his new band member, "Rick! What's up mate?" "Good things Andy, good things. We have a gig tonight. A local joint has set up a local band performance night and I entered us in it!" Andy's glum mood suddenly disappeared as the mention of a gig came up. Andy could wait to show his skills to a live audience. Rick finished giving him location and time and Andy slammed down the phone. He rushed to the kitchen where Caramel was messing with a strange device on the table. "Caramel, guess what?" She continued to concentrate on her device, precisely turning and tweaking the fittings with a screwdriver, "I dunno, what?" "Me and my band..." he decided a dramatic pause would be good, "Have a gig tonight." She stuck out her tongue in deep attention of the task at hand, "Oh that's nice." "Nice?" he scoffed, "That's fantastic!!" With a click and whir the machine burst into life. "Eureka!" she cried. Turning one of the dials on the front she listen hard for anything she could understand rather than the static. "What's that?" "This," she patted the top proudly, "Is a galactic communicational radio which I constructed myself. I'm trying to pick up anything from my home planet." She surfed through the endless static for an sign of civilisation. Suddenly a signal was found and the speaker blasted into life with a dialect Andy couldn't understand. "What're they saying?" "'All hostiles have been driven from the palace. The royal family has been evacuated and the front line is holding.' YES!!!" Caramel could not contain herself as she explode from her chair and grabbed Andy. "THEIR ALIVE! THEIR ALIVE! THEIR ALIVE!" "Who?" "MY FAMILY ANDY!!!!!!!!!!" She was ecstatic and uncontrollable as she hopped around the room in excitement. He went spinning as she let him go with continued romp around the kitchen. "Well I guess he's safe then..." Andy pointed out, disappointed slightly as he found his balance again. "Who?" she asked. "Your Prince. Your ‘dreamy' boyfriend." It took her a while to realise what he meant but she soon clicked, "Oh yeah...him. He probably did escape."
The two had finally arrived at the club where they we're performing. "'Tails up!' huh? Sounds dirty." "It's a lap dancing club," answered Andy. The two entered to find a large lounge sort of area spread out in front of them. A small Labrador with two large bulldog guards behind her meet them at the door. "Hi and welcome to 'Tails Up!' Can I help you?" "Yes," answered Andy, "I'm here playing with one of the bands tonight." "And the name of the band is?" asked the canine. It suddenly loamed on Andy that the group hadn't actually decided on a name. "Erm...we don't have one..." The dog looked suspicious at the pair and was about to ask them to leave before a voice called out from behind, "Don't worry Jess, they're cool!" A sandy coloured wolf behind the guards signalled for Andy and Caramel to come through. "Welcome to my club! I'm sorry about Jess, she can be very protective." "It's no problem. Where is my band?" "They're in the green room out back." The two began to approach the door leading to the back room before the wolf grabbed Caramel's shoulder, "Whoa there. Only band members can go back stage and I don't think you're apart of the band. If you're a fan you can stay out here. I'll get some of my girls to take care of you." Andy waved Caramel goodbye as he entered the back room. In the corner of the large hall that was the green room sat his band tuning their instruments and tightening their strings. However, one face stood out from the dark ferrets. A grey wolf was holding a large bass as she acoustically played a few riffs. "Andy!" called Rick the lead guitarist, "We've been waiting man!" "Sorry I'm late guys. Who's this?" The bassist placed her bass down and approached him to shake his hand, "This is our new bass guitarist, Cassandra Wolfe," presented Rick. "What happened to Max?" "Left with his girlfriend last night the traitorous bastard. Don't matter though, this girl has some skills." "It's nice to meet you," she declared with a smile. She was quite tall (nearly Andy's height) with light grey fur like an arctic wolf. She had crimson highlights in her hair with a white tank top and baggy camo's. She dressed like a proper punk rocker. "Also we've come up with a name," announced Rick, "How about ‘The Hunters' in your honour?" "Yeah, sounds good!" The wolf poked her head round the corner to the stage, "You guys are up." The band felt nervous but decided to just go for it. The crowd was quite large for a club hitting around 70-80 people not including staff and dancers. Andy took the mic with his stomach full of butterflies. "Hi there! The name of our band is ‘The Hunters' and we're gunna play some Clutch for you." The crowd didn't seem to impressed. Andy spied Caramel giving him an heartening smile from the middle and he decided to go for it. The guitars began to screech and Cassandra twanged her strings. Andy began. "First we get some surgery! Lose the kids and our identities!" The song's funk and precise drums had caught the audiences attention. "Ain't got no taillights! Grill full of fur! How could you do this to man so close to being cured!?!!?" The audience and swayed a clapped in time with the music. Andy began to jump about on the stage to rally the audience further. Soon Rick had taken place in front of the stage for the short solo with Cassandra next to him. He bend down on his knees to play to the crowd. Soon the music cut off and Andy dragged one of the dancers on stage and sang to her, "Come a little close honey I won't bite. One more lager and I might learn to like ya!" The crowd were on their feet screaming. Andy had never been so full of energy. Caramel sat with a proud smile on her face as she giggled quietly at Andy's antics. A cloaked figure soon appeared and sat down beside her making his presence discrete, "Your highness?" Caramel suddenly noticed the enigma and turned to him, "What did you call me?" "There is no time we must leave now. You are in peril." Two rhinos has charged through the door as they scanned the club for their target. "Please we must leave!" He grabbed her arm and began to drag her away. "Away you pesky man. I'm busy!" He had lost his patience and began his explanation, "Caramana Youfeshi Reoturn ein ent faiya. Renu sayat mefi elio ruyon frya. Yountay fine duy. Yountay fa ter." "You...you know my language." "I implore you we must leave." She began to move as he finally gained her trust. The two sneaked round the side of the crowd and through the door. Outside, the cloaked stranger gave her instructions. "You must leave this planet. Get away from this place and into protection. They are turning to find you." "Your voice is familiar. Who are you?" "That matters not now go! Make haste! Time is running out..." (((The suspense! I hope this turns out to be good. Andy Hunt and Caramel are under copyright of me, SPAMZZKRR. However, if you noticed, Eva Young and Jessica Banks are also copyright of me. You'll here about the pair at the end of the school series.)))