Frustrated: A Fox in Heat
#1 of A Worthwhile Life
Frustrated: A chronicle of a damn hard time
Her nose kept leading her after an unusual fox. Normally she had almost complete control over her body. But this time, she was in heat, and had been drawn to this unique man. And he smelled so wonderful!
Tessi found herself following him around. He seemed to frown a lot more when that happened. Was is her imagination? Her mind didn't seem to be working at quite its normal capacity. She was intoxicated with hormones, overpowered by an ever growing lust. Whats more, she actually trusted this vulpine. During a time when Tessi shied away from most men - even when her body desperately wanted relief - Tessi desired only one. That fox!
She had told him so, as much out of politeness as out of a desire to warn him. From what she could tell, he had no interest in her. Normally, Tessi had no interest in anyone. Right now, right now, however, all the stewing and pooling of lust that ocurred from being alone boiled over, narrowed to laser focus on him. So she followed him, hating herself for bothering him, crying because it was so frustrating, wanting to jump him yet having too little courage to do so. Well, that, and jumping him would be terribly impolite.
His name was Iefan, and he was a handsome fox. Prior to her heat, Tessi had considered him a cute, sweet friend. He had his ways. Everyone does. Yet for some reason, she now found herself inexplicably attracted to him. Watching him, feeling embarassed even as she did so, wanting to hug his arm or... well... Why no others? There were certainly offers but... Tessi shook her head. Maybe it was his smell after all. She didn't know Iefan very well, how could it be something else?
At night, her thoughts would swirl about him, and she hated herself. How horribly wrong was it to think of a friend like this? And yet she couldn't seem to stop. Tessi felt trapped in her body, aching for him, and loathing the feeling of even mentally taking advantage of a friend. But if she had the chance, what would she do? Could she do?
Even if he were willing, could she kiss him? Her body seemed to have the say in such issues, for the moment.
That night, as Tessi was laying in bed, looking up at the ceiling, she was unable to sleep, dwelling unhappily on the problem. Her mind began to wander again. She imagined kissing him, nuzzling his shoulder, pulling his shirt up... but no! Even thinking that... but... she thought of resting her cheek against his soft fur, rubbing up his body with hers, of resting next to him without clothing...
Tessi shook her head. Tormented by thoughts! Her body was warm from her imagination. She could tell that she was wet, but right now that was an almost constant phenomenon. The unusual smell of lust wafted to her nostrils. She felt trapped in a body that wouldn't respond to her emotional desires - to respect a friend. For a while she tossed on the bed. She hadn't seen or talked to him since she had told him her, for lack of a better word, physical issues. How would he treat her? Would he think less of her? Why did it bother her so much?
Tessi blushed as her mind returned to its naughtier contemplations. Lying on top of him, nipping at his neck, running a tongue slowly over his fur. She imagined stroking him gently, seeing his pleasure, and her flush increased. Yet all of this was getting her nowhere. Tessi rolled onto her side and clenched her fists. Ah, her lust was so strong! It rolled across her in waves, being somehow pleasurable and painful at the same time.
For the moment, there was nothing she could do. Unlike most other vixens she knew, Tessi had never learned how to release herself, forced to writhe in almost palpable torment when her heat came on. Hopefully she could wait out the rest of her time. When it ended, maybe Iefan wouldn't feel uncomfortable. Then again...
That was the worst part. The thought that the hormones raging through her body could hurt a friendship she had found increasingly important. It was so embarassing! She had never had this problem quite so badly before, never so intensely, never so urgently. Could she trust herself around him? Could it ever be fair to put him in that kind of a position? No... she should probably keep her distance, maintaining the integrity of her emotions, caring about him like a true friend would. After all, to Tessi, little had more importance than loyalty, integrity, and honesty. She had managed to be honest in this situation, by bringing it to Iefan's attention, but loyalty and integrity would require more strength than she thought she had. She would try her best to be the best friend she could be, even if her body shook for days with the effort of suppressed desire.
Tessi began to try to damper her feelings of lust. She had been sucessful before right? Years of training enabled her to be very selective of mates. Yet instead of slowly relaxing, unclenching, and cooling, her body responded by increasing its needs another notch. How impossibly frustrating! She rolled under her covers and hugged a pillow to her chest. The hotter her body became, the colder the air that made its way under the comforter felt. What torment, what torture! Should she look for an inconsequential mate, just to free her friend from the horrible position she had put him in? Yet just the thought of that - of some meaningless tryst - squeezed more tears from her eyes. She was lustful, but it wasn't in her nature to be promiscuous... she couldn't even be a good friend... how miserable...
Tessi cursed her body, tears rolling down her cheeks, and tried to finally get to sleep.
What will happen to Tessi during this strong, frustrating heat?