# Nature's Call

Author: Cheetahs
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content that you can only get by supporting me.***STORY DESCRIPTION***Kaya is an ordinary
citizen living an average life with her obnoxious room mate, Rshoka. She is
everything Kaya isn't: partying is her favorite activity, and her egoistical
attitude has no problem bringing in strangers right inside her home.
Strange things happen
whenever she does that; things Kaya can't find an answer to until she sees her
first cock. Her first time is nothing like she expected: she's forced on her
knees, forced to do unspeakable things against her will. During a lucky moment
of bantering, Kaya manages to escape her apartment. Armed with only the bare
necessities, she seeks shelter in the closest national park, a place she
dreamed of visiting for a long, long time. It is there that she has her first
encounters with her feral kin. With a majestic stag pursuing her, Kaya slowly
finds out what her roommate has been up to all this time.
***STORY STARTS BELOW***
Kaya grudgingly woke up to the soft vibrations of her wrist
mounted alarm clock. She blinked thrice to moisten her dry eyes and looked
towards the window. The sky was still a dark shade of violet, announcing a very
early morning. Perhaps a few more minutes of sleep couldn't hurt.
She shifted on her back, ears flicking behind her angular
head. Yesterday was so long. The cubs were agitated because of the cloudy
weather and Jax woke up to the wrong side of the bed. Kaya only accomplished
half of what she planned. The other was taken by the cubs and her two
colleagues: the cougar Jax who specialized in harsh survival skills, and the
she-wolf Sverda that taught navigation and sky-reading. 
Kaya sighed. She loved her job, yet at the same time she
knew better than brining her worries home. Thoughts didn't change anything.
They were fickle, like plans, and crumbled just as easily. Her roommate Rshoka
knew all about plans, because she never made any. Day to day living was her
creed. Grab life by the balls, she said, then squeeze it until it pours into
oneself. Kaya never truly understood what that strange metaphor meant. Fruits
kept appearing in her mind every time she thought about it. 
Her eyes darted towards Rshoka. The she-wolf was almost
sleeping like a log if she didn't have an air of restlessness about her. Did
she drink too much again? Ate bad food?
Kaya couldn't know. She would have buried her head in that
pillow if that bizarre scent wasn't rubbing off her nostrils with every breath
she took. It was a strangely sweet fragrance, smelling of scented oils smeared
over a fresh piece of meat. 
Her roommate pulled on the blanket. The temporary shift in
the warm coils unleashed a hefty gust of that bizarre scent. Kaya slowly lifted
the blanket with a hand and dug her head inside the permeating warmth. The bed
smelled of washed fur and perfume, just as Rhsoka liked it. She was shifting in
her sleep, grinding her hips against one another. Each motion sent shivers
along her spine, making her tail swish and her throat rumble with a soft
whining sound. 
Was she ill? Kaya moved a hand towards Rshoka's body, then
hesitated. Waking up her roommate so early was hardly the right decision to
make. So instead of doing something completely stupid for curiosity's sake, she
turned to the side to watch the veiled sky. Thirty breaths. That's how long she
proposed to remain in bed before preparing for work.
Kaya closed her eyes and counted. She reached somewhere around
twenty before tiredness claimed her senses.
For the second time, she awoke to the bracelet's insistent
shivers. She turned it off promptly and jumped out of bed. She was going to be
late again! Kaya quickly undressed. She threw her shirt on the bed, trampled
her pajama pants in a pile, then removed her trusty bracelet. Good thing the
room was warm, because the water in the shower took a fair amount of time to
heat. 
"Come on..." she tapped the showerhead while she thought. Jax
was always an early riser. Perhaps he could organize the cubs before she got
there.
"He has that winking thing though. Parents are not going to
like him."
Kaya checked the water again and cringed at its lukewarm
touch, because that's exactly how Sverda behaved with the young ones. Firm
words and discipline, just like she learned from her parents. 
"Drat. No time to waste."
Kaya bit back her irritation. She took a deep breath,
clenched her teeth, and yelped when the water seeped into her fur. She washed
herself quickly, minding only her private parts. With her thighs properly
soaked in foam, Kaya brought her hands upon her breasts. She rubbed the small
mounds quickly, scrubbed her arms, and completely ignored her back. Warm water
came just in time for the rinsing. With a smile on her face, Kaya enjoyed the
rest of her shower.
"Kaya!"
That tired voice ruined her mirth.
"In the shower!" she squeaked.
"So early? Again?" Rshoka's groan pierced through two closed
doors and the pelting sound of the water. It was a terrible thing that made everyone's
ears twitch with discomfort.
"I'm almost done!" Kaya said calmly.
"Good. Means you can cook us breakfast."
Kaya said nothing at that. She came out of the shower with a
towel wrapped around her. Rshoka was sitting cross legged on her bed, with her
smartphone clutched in a hand and an ear in the other.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever," she fondled her multicolored braids "Just make
sure it's quick, yah?"
Kaya nodded. She pretended to ignore the blatant sight of
her roommate's gender and the damp patch that slithered under it. Apparently,
she wasn't quick enough.
"Envious?"
Kaya shook her head and walked towards the kitchen, trying
to bury her irritation behind purposeful steps. She opened the fridge, took out
salami and whatever pre-cooked meat was stored on Rshoka's top shelf, and
slammed it onto the table. Bread followed shortly after. Kaya fixed two hefty
sandwiches and delivered them with a smile for a roommate who was more
interested in her phone than her.
"Eat well."
"You too," Rshoka said absent mindedly as she dug her greedy
paw into a sandwich.
Kaya ran to her room. She chose a white blouse and azure
jeans for today to match the sky's appearance. Unlike Rhsoka, she didn't bother
covering her scent in perfumes or wearing ostentatious adornments. With only a
green backpack strapped on her back, Kaya went out the door. She climbed down
the stairs, greeted two of her neighbors, and unlocked her bicycle from the
storage room. 
The air was crisp when she rolled out of her block. Kaya
mounted her bicycle and took off. Cycling through the city was no real joy. The
weather was cold enough to warrant shivers, and the traffic was even worse. She
couldn't imagine how driving a car must have felt like. Being trapped inside a
honking metal box unnerved her as much as the blaring noise and the general
sense of agitation. 
She had to get out, fast. Kaya turned sharply and surged
through an alley. The side roads were much clearer, even if she had to slink
between groups of hurried people. Kaya shouted apologies whenever she bumped
into them, soothing their anger with a smile. That made her happy, knowing she
did the right thing. If only more people saw the world through her eyes, the
world would have been a different place.
The sun soared over a puffy cloud, basking the city in its
brilliance. Kaya welcomed the warmth upon her fur. She felt at peace when the
Biodome loomed ahead. She put up a last burst of speed, zipping through the
Rider's alley. Sak smiled when he saw her.
"A bit late, miss Kaya."
"I know," she fumbled through her pocket. "My roommate
wanted me to cook breakfast for her."
"And did you?" the canine's smile brightened.
"I fixed her two sandwiches," she presented the ID card to
the guard. "We good?"
Sak looked it over, nodded, and waved her inside. "They're
all waiting for you."
"I bet," Kaya said. She took a few steps towards the
entrance before a nagging curiosity made her peek over her shoulder. "What had
you in such bright spirits, Sak?"
"Oh, nothing," the sleek dog scratched his neck. He had a
shameful habit of doing that whenever he became uneasy. "Alright. It is
something. Just stop looking at me like a hungry puppy."
Kaya smiled. She padded back, straight into Sak's warm
embrace. He was quite strong, and smelled rather enticingly. Kaya's ears
flicked with uneasiness. She had to get out. Now!
"My mate proposed," Sak whispered in her ear.
That made her jump backwards like a skittish fawn. A firm
arm grabbed hold of her as her feet lurched in all the wrong directions. Kaya
shook her head and blurted an apology. 
"No worries, miss. Shoulda seen my reaction!" the guard dog
laughed. 
"I'm...happy for you. Pleased. Somewhat surprised." Kaya
looked around. She felt small and insecure whenever the warm fuzzies slithered
under her coat. They had a terrible touch that made her tongue twist and her
mind race like a great lion chased after her tail.
"Nobody's looking, Kaya," Sak assured her with a pat on the
back. "They don't care. You should be a little more at ease with yourself."
"I try to."
"Not nearly enough," Sak grabbed her shoulders. He licked
his elongated muzzle once, blinked, and stared at her with those deep chocolate
eyes. "Listen here, because I'm talking from experience. When I was a pup, I
was a whimp. Every dog, cat, or scaley in the vicinity picked on me."
"Harsh..."
"Not necessarily," he raised a black clawed finger. "My
father taught me there are two edges to a coin. Day and night. Shadow and
light. You know these things."
Kaya dipped her head in acknowledgement.
"He made me see how conflicted my aggressors were, so I
turned that against them. I used a lot more fists and barks than words because
I'm male and all, but you know what I am trying to say, Kaya."
"That I'm a whimp?" she giggled nervously.
"No. You're a lot more than that," Sak turned to greet a
visitor, then looked back. "There's this aura of kindness around you. The way
you behave, your smile, your touch, and even this unsure attitude you are so
ashamed of fills the hearts of many."
Kaya wanted to agree with him, yet her mouth spoke without
consent. "With contempt. Or greed. Rshoka never saw me the way you do."
Sak waved his arm away. "She's a different breed. Trust
yourself, not those vicious bastards that are obviously so envious of you."
His grip finally lessened. Kaya took a step back, more riled
up than encouraged. "Thank you, Sak. You've brightened up my morning."
"Can say the same, miss. Run to your cubs, and tell them I
kept you up so late."
"I will!" Kaya laughed.
"That's my girl. Be mean!" Sak barked out from behind. That
drew the stares of some visitors. 
Kaya held her chuckle back. She ran through the grassy
halls. The Biodome really lived up to its name. Even inside there was plenty of
vegetation. Kaya pushed her way between visitors and parents alike, rushing
towards the survival section. 
She got there just in time. Sverda and Jax were surrounded
by a cluster of parents, still shaking hands and throwing smiles. Kaya squeezed
herself through the group. 
"Sorry I'm late."
Sverda licked her trembling lips. She was clearly irritated,
whereas Jax was all smiles and politeness.
"Late is a silly concept, Kaya. We haven't even started
yet."
"Mhrrrm. Good to have you here, Kaya," Sverda added.
Kaya gave her a meek smile and proceeded to liberate the
cubs from their parent's clutches. Once a sizeable group has been formed, each
teacher took a dozen students to separate classes. Kaya taught picking today.
She led her cubs to the fir quadrant of the Biodome, where the trees grew tall
and the air smelled fresh. No matter how many times she found herself nestled
in this patch of vegetation, Kaya was always left dazzled by the purity of the
forest. It looked just like a real one. Light flowed through the crystal
ceiling, bathing the verdant forest with its life giving warmth. Birds joyously
zipped between branches, chasing each other while they chirped their songs.
Down below, the grass grew unrestrained. Kaya took her little ones upon cobbled
alleys, pointing out animals and inquiring about them. The females squeaked, yipped
or laughed joyously, while the males shook their heads at such silly games.
They preferred to explore rather than talk, always touching or picking at
everything they encountered.
They were soon tamed when Kaya presented today's lesson.
Paired in groups of four, the cubs had to find anything edible and fill their
basket. Whoever filled theirs first won a handful of tasty treats. 
Kaya smiled when she saw how lucrative her cubs were. They
all spread around her to search and shuffle through the thick vegetation.
Herbivores like deer found mushrooms or berries, while predators caught a few
unlucky rodents. Kaya rewarded all of their efforts with kind words. Not all
the cubs were brave, and she made sure to comfort each one in any way she saw
fit.
The air grew warmer around her. Kaya relaxed against a tree
when the midday heat struck, reading her favorite fantasy novels. This time she
picked the story of Grongar, a fierce dragon that sought vengeance upon the
lesser races after they robbed him of his mate and offspring. It was a somewhat
sad tale of how costly the price of revenge was. Kaya disagreed with Grongar's
choices. He was reckless and ruthless, yet his reason was just. She wondered
about a similar scenario. If her own cub was in danger, how far was she willing
to go to save it?
"Miss Kaya!" tiger Timmy mewled.
"Yes?"
"Andy is cheating again!"
"Am not! Liar. Liar!" 
Kaya moved to separate the two cubs. She held each with an
arm, firm enough to get her point across.
"Violence is not the answer to problems. Now, who started
it?"
"He did!" Both cubs pointed at the same time.
"Really?" she looked at them in turns.
They both looked into the ground, ashamed of their actions.
Kaya nuzzled them both. "It doesn't matter who starts a fight, and who ends it.
You are both brothers here. The only thing you should fight over are females!"
"Girls?" they looked at her with wide, beady eyes.
"Yes!" Kaya smiled warmly. "There are many beautiful flowers
hidden in this forest. Pick a few and give them to whom you love most."
She let them go. Andy returned to her in a bit. He had his
tiny paws hidden behind his back and his eyes firmly rooted on the grass below.
"M-miss Kaya?" 
"Yes, dear?"
The little grey wolf shuffled forward. "I..."
"You can tell me," Kaya leaned forward. "Now, what is
bothering you?"
Andy pressed his little muzzle against her nose. His warm
tongue rushed between his tiny teeth, brushing against Kaya's lips with
strange, shocking warmth. 
"I love you," he pushed into her chest. "Love you, love you,
love you!"
"I...love you too," Kaya blinked with bewilderment. How did a
cub know what kissing was? Somebody must have taught him. Or worse, he saw his
parents doing that. 
"These for you," he pushed a bouquet of summer redclaws and
amethyst rosepetals right into her nose. "Smell good, right?"
Kaya inhaled the overly sweet scent of the proffered flowers.
"Delightful," she rubbed Andy's fluffy head. The cub whined with joy. "Thank
you very much for this gift, Andy."
He looked at her shyly, then ran back to his play mates.
Kaya was left to ponder her choices. Andy was a good child with respectable
parents. Making a choice by herself somehow didn't seem a good option. 
She brushed the thought off and immersed herself inside her
lecture. Grongar managed to track down a group of bipedal dragons to their
city. He didn't attack up straight though. His wings carried him around the
city day and night until he assessed every one of his lesser kin's defenses.
Only when he was fully prepared, Grongar struck.
If even a vengeful, stuck up beast knew patience, Kaya knew
she had to behave in the same way. She leafed through a couple more pages. The
story started getting boring, and the children became obnoxiously loud. Kaya
announced the end of the harvest, making every cub giddy with excitement. One
by one they came to her, carrying baskets full of nutrients.
Kaya congratulated all of them. She started a game of chase
right after the competition to alleviate any irritation. She acted like the
prey, while the cubs were a pack of fierce wolves. Kaya ran between the trees.
Her nimble legs carried her quickly through the verdant corridor, while her
senses alerted her of danger far before she encountered it. The cubs quickly
grew frustrated with her keen abilities and gave up.
For that, Kaya allowed herself to be caught. They all jumped
her, mewling, whining, and arguing for the best spot as they formed the pile
around the red deer. Younglings were so warm and joyful. Kaya hugged all of
them to her chest, and for a moment she wished she had a fawn of her own.
The late noon horn announced the lunch break. Kaya gathered
her cubs in a tight group and walked towards the recreational gardens, where
their parents awaited. Once her little ones left, Kaya walked around, enjoying
the smells of nature until the shuffling of the grass announced someone's
presence.
Kaya knew those steps as well as the smell. Both were
sublime. Too bad the same trait was not shared by the feline that appeared in
front of her.
"Eek!" Kaya stumbled back from her lurch.
Jax dived towards her. Kaya found herself wrapped in a firm,
furry embrace as she met the ground. The impact was soft, just like the
cougar's gentle purr.
 "Not a proper
pouncing by any means, but I almost did it."
"Almost," Kaya untangled herself. 
Jax seemed reluctant to let go. His hands rubbed against
hers before he allowed the red deer to roll on her side. 
"Don't I get any points for tackling you?"
"No," Kaya smiled weakly. She couldn't last against that
stare for long. Cougars were so damn adorable, with those big amber eyes and
that cute snowy muzzle. 
"Perhaps. I don't know if it's proper," she stuttered.
Jax smiled, revealing the tips of his pristine fangs. "That
is a win in my book, Kaya," he patted one of his legs. "Are you sure you don't
want to sit on something soft? Earth's terribly hard. Do you know I littered my
floor with carpets just to eliminate this annoyance?"
"You did?" Kaya flicked her ears in bewilderment.
"Yush," Jax said proudly. He swished his mahogany tail, as
if to empathize the meaning of soft. "Come now. I promise not to bite."
"It's not your teeth I'm afraid of."
"Tongue then?" he played it along his lengthy whiskers. "I
won't lick you unless you want it."
"Paws, Jax," Kaya said. "Last time I sat in your lap-"
"It was a lapse. It won't happen again. You have my word on
that."
"I don't want your word," Kaya crawled closer, keeping her
keen eyes on the sneaky cougar. "I want a reward. Every time your paws touch me
anywhere, I get one of those fabled licks of yours."
"Sure," Jax smiled. "Where do you want them?"
"I'll choose the place. You worry about your paws."
Jax took the deal without hesitation. He spread his arms
wide, inviting Kaya into his embrace. 
Males unnerved her, but she had known Jax for a couple of
years now. He was a better friend than many, and a more trusted companion than
Rshoka, who only cared about her own gains. Jax really was her only friend. At
least the only one who showed that.
Kaya sighed happily once she crawled into the cougar's warm
embrace. Jax spread his legs apart, allowing her to rest against his bare
chest. 
"Do you always wear this?" She tugged at his blue overalls.
"It's breezy. Purrfect for a weather like this."
"What about a jacket?"
"Too tight."
"Shirt?" Kaya tried again.
She got a firm nuh-uh at that.
"What about those tank-tops? I saw a few males wear them."
Jax drew back, thoroughly surprised. "Do I look like a bear,
Kaya?"
"A bit," she rubbed into his fur. "The color is certainly
similar."
"But not the constitution," Jax placed a hand over hers, his
pads warm against her short auburn fur. 
Kaya held her breath, allowing him to direct her over the
hard muscles hiding underneath his mahogany fur.
"See the difference?"
"I...yes," Kaya drew back. "You are quite hard underneath."
Jax looked away. His ears twitched three times, and his tail
restlessly swished behind him. 
"Did I say something stupid?"
"No," he said quickly. "I just remembered something."
"Yeah. You owe me a lick," Kaya held her hand up with a
smile. "Go ahead, kitty."
Jax's nostrils twitched as he sniffed between her fingers.
He poked his tongue out, licked quickly underneath her palm, then looked the
other way. "Done."
"That quickly?"
"I'm...distracted, Kaya. Something just came in my mind."
"Must've been important to make you so uneasy."
"Nah," the cougar shook his head. "Tell me more about your
day though. How did it go?"
A change of subject was a tricky maneuver. Curiosity
blossomed inside Kaya. She wondered if pressing the matter was worth more than
going with the flow.
"It went well," she finally said as she leaned against that
warm, purring chest. "Andy and Timmy argued again."
"Like cats and dogs, eh?"
"Almost," Kaya laughed. "I told them the values of teamwork,
then sent them to gather flowers for their favorites."
"Sounds like something I'd do."
Kaya smiled. "You and Andy may have something in common
then."
"We like the same flowers?"
"No, silly," she slapped a well toned arm, marveling at how
firm his flesh felt under the blow. "Andy came to me with the flowers."
"Really?" Jax crossed his arms. "Did he...give them to you?"
Kaya couldn't look him in the eyes when she said it. "He
came to me. Licked me...licked me on my muzzle. It felt more like a kiss because
he insisted."
Jax's purring picked up. He shifted slightly. Kaya saw his
claws come out from their sheaths as he flexed his bare toes. A bizarre mewl
erupted from his throat, quickly interrupted by a short cough.
"That's...wow. I didn't expect that."
"Me neither. His parents must have taught him, or..." she
allowed the words to trail upon the wind.
Jax remained silent as well. Only his hefty purring
interrupted the song of the birds. 
"You'll have to talk to him, Kaya."
She almost jumped on her legs at that. "I don't want to."
"You do. It may be harmless, but if he saw his parents kiss
one another..."
"What's wrong with that?" Kaya looked him in the eyes. "They
openly display affection. Is that such a terrible thing to do in front of a
child?"
"No, of course not. All I'm saying is that-"
"Suppositions, Jax. Just because a cub knows what kissing
is, that doesn't mean he grows up quicker than usual."
"That's not what I'm saying, Kaya. If you'd only listen."
"I listened," she untangled from his grip with a sigh. 
Jax stood up along with her. "Please don't leave."
"I have to. The afternoon courses are due and I'm still
hungry."
She turned around. Jax followed her for a few steps, then
stopped.
"I'll buy you dinner."
That took her by surprise. Kaya turned around, eyes wide,
ears perked. "Really?"
"It's not a date," he licked his muzzle quickly. "Just,
uh...you know. We talk and stuff. Eat. Drink. Only if we're thirsty, that is."
"I'll consider it," Kaya said. She left quickly, before the
warm fuzzies came out in force. 
The rest of the evening passed a lot quicker when her
thoughts were occupied by Jax's considerate offer. He was so kind! And quite
the looker too. Kaya blushed as she remembered how he touched around his chest.
He was so warm, and smelled like crushed pine needles. The allure enticed her
with its prickly touch, though not as much as that barbed tongue upon the pads
of her palm. Kaya closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and exhaled in a
slow, soothing rhythm, just like Jax's moist tongue washed along her palm. She
whined softly, then opened her eyes. She was so warm all of a sudden. Did the
fuzzies get to her? Kaya blinked thrice and looked around. Andrew the lizard tugged
on her jeans, a big pine cone held inside a paw.
"Do you want me to eat that?"
The cub giggled. "The decorations, miss Kaya. You asked us
to bring ornaments."
"Oh, yeah," she shook her head and took that small, scaly
hand between her lithe fingers. "So you chose pine cones? How interesting!"
"You told us to."
She faked a wide smiled and looked forward to avoid the
upcoming surge of embarrassment. Yep. The fuzzies definitely got her.
Kaya worked on ground paintings and assisted an astronomy
lesson before the parents finally came for the cubs. She waited with Sverda and
Jax until the last group left, then bid her farewells to both of them. She
wasn't about to get in a tin can even with a trusted friend like Jax behind the
wheel.
Kaya cycled all the way to the "Nasty Burger" restaurant. It
was a rather nice place settled just on the grassy fringes of the Biodome.
Despite its name, it wasn't nasty at all. Lush gardens surrounded the wooden
tables. Lanterns glimmered from the bushes, weak and soft in the fading
radiance of the setting sun. Kaya dismounted once she reached the parking slots
and looked around for Jax. She found him sitting on his car in the spot closest
to the restaurant. So typical for a feline.
"I reserved the table so we don't have to wait."
"Which one is it?"
"That one," Jax pointed with a finger.
Kaya rolled her eyes. "They all look the same, kitty."
"Fine, I'll lead you."
They settled inside a grassy alcove secluded from prying
eyes. Kaya liked this place even before taking a seat. Once soft cushions
embraced her bottom, she realized what an inspired decision she made for
trusting Jax's judgment. The cougar slouched comfortably in his straw-made
chair and waved to the waiter. A husky quickly showed up. He was a youth of
scant years, with glossy fur, eager eyes, and two paws that rarely remained in
one place.
"A glass of water to get me started."
"Same for me," Kaya said.
"Coming right up," the pup said in an adorable pitchy voice.
"Anything else?"
Jax shuffled through the menu. "I usually pretend to ponder
upon my meal, but I always end up picking the damned cheeseburger."
"A cheese? That's all?"
"Make it a double one. With extra meat between the buns."
"Alright. You, miss?"
"Salad," Kaya blinked twice. 
"What kind?"
"Any kind."
The husky frowned at that.
"I like surprises. Please don't judge."
"I won't, miss," he retrieved the menus. "I'll have your
drinks brought momentarily!"
"Thank you!" they both said at the same time, then laughed
over it.
"You are in a merry mood, Kaya. Is my dinner as charming as
I fantasized?"
"Oh, it is. This place is fabulous," she laid her arms on
the table and relaxed inside her chair. "It's like we never left the dome. I
even think there's crickets inside this bush here."
"Don't poke your finger. You might never get it back!"
"I'll poke my head instead," Kaya giggled.
She kept joking like that until the drinks arrived. Jax
lapped a few times with that broad, barbed tongue of his, while Kaya
shamelessly watched. It was curious, how fluids held onto his tongue. Did the
barbs have anything to do with it? How did that even work?
"You're staring," Jax noticed with a smile.
"I...err, yeah," Kaya shamelessly admitted. "Why don't you
drink that instead of slurping it like a cub?"
"This is how I drink!" Jax splashed his tongue so hard he
sent droplets around the table.
That sent Kaya into a giggling fit. "Yeah. I bet your bushy
carpets appreciate the attention."
"My SnowPaws does."
"How is he, by the way?"
"The same," Jax placed the glass on the table and bridged
his arms. He lay his fluffy chin on top, looking at Kaya with his sparkling
amber eyes. "Lazy, fluffy, and unbearably adorable. I don't even need a
blanket. Ever since he grew up to full size we've been sleeping piled into each
other."
"That must be nice, having a pet like that," Kaya said
dreamily. "I wish I had someone to share my bed with."
Jax licked his fangs and winked. 
Kaya noticed. She flustered a bit, scratching around her
hands. "I said something stupid again, didn't I?" 
"You were just being honest. A living blanket is much better
than a dead one!" he laughed.
"How do you get along with your cat? Is he like...mean
sometimes? Does he scratch your furniture or wreck your house or anything like
that?"
"Not at all. He is of a special breed, this one," Jax said.
"The seller brought him from the upper States. Said they are experimenting with
mixed genes or something. Crossing our kin with feral beasts to give birth to a
new species."
Kaya blinked. She lowered her head upon her crossed arms,
staring intently. "Can that even work? I mean I know we share a few traits with
our feral cousins, but the difference is astounding."
"Those guys discovered something, Kaya. My cat is like you
and I. There's no shortage of intelligence below that fluff if you want to
know."
"Prove it," she smiled. 
Jax scratched along an arm, white claws gently sliding
inside his fur. "He can do everything I ask of him, provided that the
limitations aren't beyond his anatomy. He can read on my laptop, even play
games on my tablet, but he cannot grab objects or write because of how his paws
are built."
"Really? Can he talk?"
"He mewls and purrs a lot, but no. We didn't get that far
yet. I don't want to turn my pet into a next gen scientist," Jax slouched in
his chair, grabbed his glass, and licked a few times at the water inside. "I'm
a simple feline, with simple desires. I enjoy my pet, and he enjoys me. That is
all there is."
Kaya knew that twitching muzzle meant to say more than Jax
intended. Enjoyment took many forms, and if his pet was as smart as he said,
the possibilities were limitless.
"I wish Rshoka was like that," she said instead. "For years
ahead of me, and she's acting worse than my cubs."
"She did anything bad?"
"It's just her attitude, Jax. It angers me, and I know it
shouldn't," Kaya sighed as she stretched her back. "The things she does are
mean, and nasty. She made me cook breakfast despite knowing I was late for
work!" 
Jax gave a firm nod of his head. "You have the right to get
angry. Don't think that because you are an adorable, kind, and selfless doe you
are forbidden to delve into the uglier spectrum of emotions."
Kaya ignored the warm words. The fuzzies were a real menace.
Unleashing them here could be dangerous. So she focused on Rshoka instead, and
all the troubles she caused. 
"She never cooks for us, always demands money I don't have,
and brings these friends of hers inside our home without even letting me know
beforehand!"
"That's bothersome," Jax agreed with a dip of his head. "She
should at least tell you who these friends are. You sure she doesn't call you
about this?"
"I don't have a phone," Kaya smiled meekly. That deepened
the cougar's smirk
"You should get one."
The husky arrived with his treats. Kaya kindly thanked him
and dug into her juicy salad. It had oils and herbs sprinkled upon it, making
it a lot tastier than any salad had the right to be.
"Mhm. This salad is good," Kaya licked the dripping oils
from her muzzle. "I like to live this way. Free of any restrictions like phones
or cars or technology. I feel more at peace at my job then I feel at home, Jax.
The nature calms and nurtures me. It gives me something that is warm and
precious, hard to put into words."
"I know," Jax took a hefty bide from his burger. "It's why I
chose to work at the dome. That I found a lovely doe such as you is another
matter entirely."
Kaya almost choked on her salad. She coughed, blaming a fly
for her troubles. 
"Rshoka doesn't respect me. No matter what I do, I am below
her. Unworthy. And sad. Do you know she judges my life on a daily basis?"
"You told me before, Kaya. Remember what I told you?"
"To move away from that dump?"
Jax nodded once, releasing a deep sigh from the doe's
throat.
"I will. Just have to save up more money."
"I can lend you some if you need."
She held a palm before her. "No. You know how I feel about
debts."
"Fine. I won't argue," Jax took another bite of his burger.
"These friends she brings...they never harmed you, did they?"
"We didn't even see each other," Kaya said. "I seclude
myself in my room whenever one of these creeps barges in. I think they harm
her, though. She always yelps and screams when they visit, but I haven't seen
any wounds, nor smelled any blood."
Jax coughed up fragments from his burger. "Sorry," he
cleared his throat. "Bit a big piece."
"Didn't sound that way," Kaya said.
"Ehem...yeah. No visible injuries means no pain."
"Why does she yelp, then? She whimpers as if metals cut
through her flesh. Makes it really hard to sleep at night."
"She's playing games, Kaya. You shouldn't bother yourself
with her affairs. Move out. Find another place to stay. You are capable enough
to live on your own."
The proposition was enticing. Kaya imagined herself inside
one of those big apartments she saw during one of her visits. It had gigantic
windows, and more space than Nasty Burger's gardens. So much life could grow
inside that place. 
"It would be nice."
"Can even get yourself a pet if you get lonely," Jax said, pushing
away the remains of his meal. He leaned forth, looking at her with a strangely
intense gaze. "Or you can crash with SnowPaws and I, and see how us felines
lavish in luxury. You haven't tasted true bliss until you sleep with a feral on
top of you."
Kaya pondered that. Living with Jax was certainly a lot more
appealing. He was well mannered, kind, and good. She was halfway tempted to
accept if her own pride didn't get in the way. That was not how she was taught,
to abuse the kindness of lone males. 
"I...I'll think about it, Jax. Thanks for extending the
offer."
"We'd love to have you. Both of us," he smiled warmly. "I'll
go through tackling and pouncing with you, and then unleash SnowPaws to test
your abilities."
"You evil bastard. Two against one?"
"We don't like to play fair," jax chuckled.
"Oh yeah. I'm sure of that."
"Seriously, it will be fun. I have the dome right near my
place. We can even sleep there if we want. It's not like we need a tent or
anything with such a fluffy cat around."
He was obviously excited about that prospect. Kaya was too.
Living in nature was one of her dreams. 
But living with two males? It was somewhat strange. She was
used to have them bang in her door and yowl across the room, but not pressed
against her. The fear of unknown seeped under her fur, chasing away the
blissful scenarios swimming through her mind.
"I'll think about it, like I said. We should finish our
meals meantime. Your burger's frozen solid already."
"Nah," he took a hefty bite. "Still good!"
They ate in silence until the meal was finished. Jax talked
more about living together, and Kaya agreed with him all the time. He must have
sensed her reluctance at some point, for he changed the subject to work. 
Once that topic was exhausted, Kaya rose from her seat. She
stretched and groaned, marveling at how stiff her body felt.
"It's night. I didn't even realize how late it got."
"Time flies when you're having fun," Jax called the husky.
He paid the tab quickly and got up from his chair.
"Thank you for a lovely evening. I really needed this."
"There's something more," he spread his arms wide.
Kaya walked into his embrace. He was so warm, and purred so
loud! His throat vibrated with the most intense purr she had the pleasure of
hearing. When his arms pushed her closer against that warm, lovely fur, Kaya
caved in. The fuzzies attacked in full force, washing every trace of coherence
from her mind.
"You're too hot," she pushed against his chest with
trembling arms. "I mean, it's warm. Too warm."
"Do you like it?" 
A warm presence touched her ear. It was wet. Wet and
prickly!
"Eek!" Kaya sharply slammed her head into his jaw. Jax
growled.
"Oh, sorry. Did I-"
"It's nothing," he nuzzled between her ears. 
Kaya remained stiff as stone as he descended along her neck.
His tongue came out, brushing with a slow, tantalizing motion. She shivered
when it reached the far end of her jaw. 
"Jax...I-"
"You what?" he purred softly.
"I have to go."
"So soon?"
"I already tasted your licks. I mean tested them. On my
hand," Kaya rubbed his head like she did to her cubs. "You were marvelous
today. Thank you!"
Jax didn't even have time to reply. Kaya bolted, dashing
around the gardens. She grabbed her bike from the parking lot, mounted it, and
surged forth before she made sense of the tangled mess twisting inside her
mind.
She managed to get onto a special cycling path when the
fuzzies became really nasty. They throbbed relentlessly, making her slightly
dizzy. Kaya took a deep breath. Her hands tightened their grip and her eyes
squinted. Forward. She had to focus her attention ahead. 
But how? Heat surged beneath her fur with every heartbeat.
Her heart pounded for a reason she could not comprehend. Instincts pulled at
her mind, demanding a million things. Kaya couldn't handle this. She dismounted
from her bike and walked at a brisk pace. One stride. Two. Five. Near the
seventh, the wetness between her legs became unbearable.
Kaya looked ahead, saw nobody close enough to peek, then
rubbed a hand between her legs. She was too warm and unreasonably moist down
there. A wave of embarrassment rushed through her at the realization of wetting
herself.
"It's impossible," she grabbed the bike and kept on walking.
"I cannot wet myself like a cub. Not without feeling it!"
The fuzzies had something to do with these bizarre feelings.
Kaya was certain of it. Her head always felt light when they came, and her
heart was never late to quicken its beats. Yet this wetness was something
completely new. It bothered and intrigued her in equal measures. Kaya mounted
her bike again and ignored the overly humid sensation. Only the comfort of her
home could provide the answers she sought.
She got there quick thanks to the excess burst of energy.
Kaya stored her bike, took the elevator to the seventh floor, and opened the door
of the seventy five apartment to find an unruly male with his paws all around
Rshoka's quivering form.
"You're laaate. We're hungry here!' 
"Cook your own stuff!" Kaya snapped.
Rshoka snarled in return. Too bad she was so slow in her
reaction. Kaya snuck in her room and rolled the key in the lock far quicker
than Rshoka got there. 
"Hey! I told you to cook!" she shouted and banged from
behind the door.
"Come on babe. You really want that skank to fix us food?"
"She's supposed to, sweet cheeks. It's her duty. Duty's
sacred to us."
"I'll give you something sacred to suck on if you're that
hungry."
Incessant whining followed, then heavy footsteps. A door
banged shut. Then more whines and barks and growls. 
Kaya ignored them all. She walked around her bed for a bit,
working up her curiosity until she found the courage to finally sit down. Two
fingers slid along the rim of her jeans. She unbuttoned the three safeguards,
and gasped when an overly sweet smell assaulted her nostrils. It was almost
like Rshoka's, only more pungent. 
Kaya was helplessly intrigued. She worked her jeans down to
her ankles to notice her panties were thoroughly soaked. She took two more
whiffs, then touched. Her fingers were met with a lukewarm, slimy sheen that
was nothing like the urine she knew. Kaya rubbed her fingers together. It felt
like oil, only more watery. 
She grabbed her panties, and pulled them down as well. If
those were wet, her privates were thoroughly soaked. The same translucent fluid
smeared the short fur surrounding her pink lips. Kaya touched herself....and
gasped at how sensitive she felt down there. A shiver of heat rushed through
her body, making her vision flicker for a second.
Kaya flung her fingers away. Whatever that was scared her.
Feelings like these never came without a reason. She could have caught the same
illness as Rshoka, who probably got it from one of the males. 
Kaya panicked. She paced around the room, taking slow
breaths until her blood steadied. Then, she dropped on the bed to stare at the
ceiling. Two possibilities detached themselves from the clutter that was her
mind. Either she was ill, or the warm fuzzies made her like this. Either way,
she needed an answer.
So she stuck two fingers inside her hole, sucked in a sharp
breath, then took them out as quick as she inserted them. Goo dribbled from her
soggy tips. Kaya sniffed it, then opened her mouth. Her messiest fingers rushed
in to meet her tongue. An overall sense of bitter sweetness assaulted her
mouth. Kaya scrunched her eyes. She suckled her fingers dry, washing the taste
inside her saliva until she swallowed with a hefty gulp. It tasted a bit like
urine, but it was something more. And then she knew. The fuzzies definitely had
something to do with it.
The revelation calmed her a bit. With her thirst for
knowledge satisfied, Kaya lunged towards her nightstand to grab one of her
books. It was "Tiger's trigger" this time, a collection of short stories
dealing with the criminal masterminds of a post apocalyptic world. Guns and
mysteries were not as exciting as she hoped to. After a brief glance through
the pages, Kaya placed the book on the side and groaned. Rshoka and her wolf
became obnoxiously loud. They both howled by this point, doing god knows what
inside the kitchen.
Kaya chose not to ponder on that particular thought. She
grabbed Rhsoka's pillow and slammed it over her head. At least now she had a
measure of silence. 
The night passed uneventfully. Rshoka opened the door with
her spare key and jumped into the bed, smelling all clean. She always took
showers after these encounters. 
"You asleep?" she asked softly
Kaya kept her eyes closed. Feigning deep sleep was better
than speaking, because right now she couldn't trust her mouth to say anything
of worth. She was thoroughly furious. Not once or twice, but five times she was
startled from her slumber by crashing objects or careless yells. That male had
no respect for anyone, and Rshoka no dignity to put him into place.
"Whatever. I'm getting my pillow."
She snatched it with an angry snarl. Kaya turned the other
way. Deep, steady breaths. In with the calming air of the night, out with the
tumultuous fire raging inside her belly. A hundred or so breaths later, Kaya
didn't even know what worked her up into such frenzy. She fell asleep, dreaming
of endless forests and the sun's warm touch upon her fur.
Her morning was decisively less enjoyable. Instead of a
slow, pleasant caress, Kaya awoke with a harsh presence sliding inside her most
sensitive sanctuary. She snapped her eyes open to the blurry image of her
roommate. 
"You are so fucking dry. Why is that?"
Kaya grunted. She swung an arm around, only to have her
petite hand gripped in an unrelenting embrace. Rshoka's fingers dug their claw
tips between the frail bones of her hand.
"Really?"
"Get off me!" Kaya screamed in her face.
Rshoka delved deeper, prodding and grabbing and pushing. Her
touch was unbearably dry, and very rough. 
"So fucking dry," she said with exasperation. "Why can't you
be wet for once?"
"Rshoka-"
"Every night you go to bed, and every morning you complain."
"You're hurting me!"
Rshoka pulled herself out and slapped Kaya with her own
fragrance. 
The doe squirmed helplessly. She scrunched her eyes shut. At
least her eyes were not so dry now when overflowing moisture welled in the
corners of her trembling eyelids. 
"Wh-why? What got into you?"
"You wanna know?" Rshoka directed Kaya's hand towards her
thighs. She grabbed three unwilling fingers, then pushed them inside her pink
bosom, delving in with a loud squelch.
Kaya gasped, both from the pain burning inside her cheek and
from the sweltering warmth she found herself in. Rshoka was more than slimy
down there. Juices overflowed from her loosened sex, smearing upon her fingers
with every clench of her shuddering muscles.
"This is what a proper cunt feels like," she shoved Kaya's
fingers in and out with rude, slapping sounds. 
"Please...please stop."
"Why? Afraid you're going to hurt me, little doe?"
"Yes!" Kaya yelped. "Just let me go. Let me go..."
"Gaaah!" she loosened her grip and jumped back, snarling and
snapping at the air. "I'm so freaking horny I could cum on spot. Do you wanna
know what that wolf did to me?" 
Kaya shook her head. She just wanted to be left alone, in
the little corner of the bed she retreated to. 
Luck failed to grace her. Rshoka leaped on the bed. She
advanced on all fours, tearing the fabric with her claws. 
"I slapped him, just as I slapped you. He fought, but then I
busted his balls so hard he cried," Rshoka tightened a fist. "Do you know how
empowering it feels to hold a male's future inside your fist, doe?"
"No," Kaya's ears drooped. She blinked the tears from her
eyes. A short moment of respite was all she had before Rshoka's feral features graced
her eyes once again.
"I'm no bitch. I slammed my cunt right into his face. He
mewled like a pup when I came inside his swearing maw. Then, I took him, right
there on the ground," she licked her muzzle repeatedly. "Took a while to get
him hard, but I humped. Pushed into that cock and squeezed his mushy balls
until he became hard like stone inside me."
"What..what do you mean?" Kaya asked on a frail, scared
voice.
"I took him. The entirety of that meaty, throbbing cock,
from tip to knot. Then, I fucked him," Rshoka pushed her hips into the bed. "I
rode him until he screamed. I howled louder than I ever did in my life when he
spilled. Strong, healthy jets. Not the weak trickling I got from most whelps."
Kaya understood nothing of what Rshoka spoke. Getting
inside? Coming? Coming where? Rshoka never got so passionate before. The male
must have drugged her somehow. Slipped a pill into her drink, or inject a
strange substance that drew out the inner beast from its cage. 
She tilted her head, growling. "Why are you looking at me
like that? Are you afraid?"
Kaya dipped her head.
"Come on, you stupid bitch," she grabbed her arm. "When did
I ever hurt you?"
"Now. You're hurting me now!" Kaya retaliated only with yips
and words. 
"Stop being a fucking pussy. Books and kids? That's how you
want to live your life?" Rshoka pushed the books off the nightstand and turned
around, dragging Kaya along with her. "It's time to know how a real woman
lives."
"I don't want to," she slapped and grabbed around Rshoka's
unrelenting grip. Her fingers were steel, impossible to pry apart. "Please.
Please don't-"
"You need to get laid, you stupid bitch. What you need is
cock, instead of useless books, and fresh cum inside that arid cunt of yours."
Rshoka lurched towards the door. She slammed head first into
its frame, collapsing with a loud yelp. 
Kaya took advantage of her weakness. She snatched her arm
away and ran back towards the bed. The blanket was her only ally now. She
wrapped it tight against her shivering frame and watched. Rshoka cursed as she
stood up. A heavy paw slammed into the door, sending it slamming against the
wall.
"Why the fuck you so loud, babe?" A gruff voice came.
The male. He was still here. 
"Get in here you fucking bastard."
"Why?"
"Cause I want you to fuck my brains out, that's why!"
Slow, dragging steps followed. Kaya winced when the male
entered the room. He wore nothing but his white fur upon his well toned form.
He looked almost like a whiter version of Rshoka, with only a slight
difference. He had a thick, ugly pole between his legs, and two heavy spheres
underneath that drew upwards whenever his pole lurched. 
"Grrah, that looks so good," Rshoka grabbed the male's
equipment. He snarled and licked her muzzle fiercely while her own tongue
lapped around his pristine fangs.
"Fuck that doe. Have me, you stupid dog," Rshoka pulled the
crimson meat towards her. "Knot me. Make me cry while I suck all the cum from
your balls!"
Kaya rolled to her right when the two stumbled towards the
bed. They crashed just when she fell upon the ground, whining and yelping. 
Kaya crawled away. She ignored the furious groans of the bed
and the wet slaps until she reached the door. She quickly retrieved the key,
sidestepped, then rammed it back into the lock. Three twists. That's all it
took to keep those crazy canines away for good. Shivering with fright, Kaya
stumbled towards the bathroom. She closed that door too, for good measure, and
turned on the water. When steam rose from the shower cabin, she finally stepped
in, wincing a soft "oh," when the pleasant liquid seeped into her fur. The warm
water rushed along her trembling flesh, soothing the terrible shivers that took
hold of her petite frame.
Kaya closed her eyes, pretending that for a few moments, she
didn't hear her roommate's moans and screams. They were both getting louder,
making it impossible for Kaya to ignore the annoying din. No matter how much
she focused on her perfect landscape, there was always a yowl or a scream that
ruined her concentration.
She turned off the water and dried herself with one of
Rshoka's towels. By this point, she didn't even care which one she used. With
her fur half dried, Kaya got into whatever clothes she found in the hallway and
left.
Her head seethed during the whole journey to the Biodome. Kaya
presented her ID card to Sek without even greeting him. When he questioned her
welfare, she snatched the card and saw herself on her way. The cubs brought a
smile on her lips, with their cheerfulness and innocence. Kaya buried herself
in her work. She ran with them, played with them, and participated in the food
scavenging activities more dutifully than she ever did. Her breaks were short
and to the point. In fact, she didn't even bother retreating inside her
favorite alcove. She remained with the cubs, feasting on a few salad leaves and
ignoring the insistent signs Jax made from behind a tree. 
She didn't share a single word with him that day. It was too
hard. Whenever she thought of males, the wolf's strange appendage appeared in
her mind, with its vein beribboned surface and its strange, bulbous base. Was
that what Kaya wanted? To somehow put that thing in her? How? Why?
Those questions pounded ceaselessly at her mind until night
finally swallowed the sky. Kaya and her colleagues gathered at the entrance,
smiling and talking to the parents.
"You were in a sour mood today," Jax whispered form her
left.
"Please don't. Not now."
"As you wish," he shook paws with a german shepherd as they
bid farewell, then leaned back to Kaya. "If you wanna talk about it-"
"I don't. Stop insisting."
Sverda threw her a strange look. Kaya looked the other way,
straight into Jax's pleading gaze. She avoided that too, only to meet Andy's
big cerulean eyes. 
"You were awesome today!" he grabbed her hand, licked it,
then dashed after his husky parents. 
His cute action drew even more stares. Kaya couldn't handle
them. They were all around her, watching, measuring, analyzing. 
"I can't," she dashed through a group of surprised felines. 
"Kaya!"
"I'm sick. Have to go!"
She ran straight towards her bike, ignoring the weight
pressing on her chest. Once she reached it, she mounted the bike and put a
burst of speed towards the Entrance Gardens. Her fright dispersed into the
pleasant buzz of the insects when she took upon the verdant quadrant. Going
around the park took more time, but right now Kaya needed some time alone. 
Stars came out when she approached her block. Kaya stored
her bike, as usual, then climbed the stairs for extra exercise. Keeping her
muscles aching was a sure way to dispel unwarranted thoughts from her mind,
considering where she was heading to.
She hesitated before her apartment. Kaya clutched the
doorknob, feeling the smooth coldness of the cheap gold imitation. She had to
be like the steel, strong and relentless. That, or spend her night out with
even more dubious figures around her. Kaya swallowed once, gritted her teeth,
and opened the door. 
The intensity of the cries picked up when the door swung
open. Even almost half a day later, Rshoka was still in the guest room with
whatever male she brought home. 
Kaya slinked towards her bedroom, stepping like a feline on
the wood below her hooves.
One of the boards screeched. Her heart beat so fast, it
seemed to climb into her throat. Kaya froze like prey. Did they hear? The
following howl provided a crisp clear answer. Kaya waited for another outburst,
then dashed towards her room. Two turns of a knob and two twists of a key later,
she was safely secluded in her bedroom.
"I can't go on like this," she sighed softly to herself in
the absence of an amiable conversation partner. She wanted to have Jax here.
Desired to have his strong arms wrapping around hers. She felt safe inside his
grip, more secure than she ever did in her own apartment. 
Kaya dropped into the cushy bed with a monstrous groan. It
was slightly hard to accept his offer after a whole day of silence. She ignored,
reproached him, and then flat out lied to his face on account of some stupid
feelings. Jax was a kind male, but he still had his pride. How did he feel now,
when his long time friend acted so strange all of a sudden?
"Maybe he's worried. Or maybe he hates me," Kaya's ears
drooped. "Arghh, this is so difficult. Why can't things be simple?"
Why couldn't they? Her room used to smell like flowers every
day until Rshoka decided to use those stinky perfumes all around the apartment.
She used to wake up to the song of birds, not her roommate's insistent
prodding. She used to lounge in her bed and oversleep until the sun was high in
the sky.
Where have those days gone? Kaya's head throbbed just by
thinking about the recent years. So much has changed. Her old neighbors moved,
the block facing her window got a repaint, and now even her bed smelled weird!
Kaya rolled on her side and took another whiff. She sensed
Rshoka's scent twined with a stronger fragrance. Getting up on her fours, Kaya
paced around the bed, sniffing. The sheets were damp in places. She followed
the trail towards a patch, then breathed in. Her nostrils flared and her eyes
half lidded under the intensity of the scents. Kaya sighed softly. That mixture
smelled so eerily good. Her nose rubbed around the patch, tongue poking out of
her maw every now and then. She couldn't taste much. The cloth sucked in all
the fragrance, leaving behind only a scented trail. 
Kaya's heart beat unreasonably fast. She dropped on her back
and cooled herself down with a book before the fuzzies got her again. Once her
blood reached its normal flow, she delved into her literature. Kaya was
particularly engrossed in her books when a fist ruined her concentration. 
"Open up, bitch!" Rshoka banged again and again.
Kaya remained silent. The door pounded, and pounded, until the
male dragged Rshoka away with sweet words and fake promises. They both went
farther away from the bedroom, until their steps dissolved into nothingness. 
Kaya's heart leapt with excitement. Was she alone? Careful
steps took her towards the door. She turned the key, then peeked through a
crack. 
Rshoka and her male were nowhere in sight. 
Kaya went through the short hallway with great reluctance.
Her perked ears sensed even the tiniest shift in the wood below, and her eyes
were wide and alert. She checked the guest room first. Nothing. She went to the
kitchen after. No one.
Lastly, she visited the bathroom. It was empty, same as the
rest of the house.
A sense of instant relief washed over her, replacing her
frown with a dazzling smile. Kaya walked around, basking in her newfound
freedom. It was hers! For the first time in months, she had the whole house to
herself! 
She decided to celebrate with a home cooked salad and fruit
squeeze. Kaya washed the fresh leaves, bathed them in oils sprinkled with
seasoning, then rolled them in a neat package. A single bite was enough to make
her moan with delight. With her salad in one hand and a cup of orange juice in the
other, Kaya walked to the window. She gazed upon the city while she ate. Many
times she felt constricted by the tall behemoths rising around her. 
Not today. On this fine night, she was up in the sky along
with the rest of the speckling stars, far removed from the burdens of the
earth. She imagined herself as a bird, then as a feral doe leaping around her
lush territory. That was quite a life as well. Living in the bosom of
wilderness, with nothing but fresh vegetation around. 
Kaya sighed dreamily as she looked towards the dark patch
rising in the distance. Someday, she would make time to visit the forest.
She sipped the rest of her juice, ate all her salad, then
cleaned the kitchen of the mess Rshoka left behind. Kaya couldn't stop at that.
She picked the whole house clean, scrubbing floors and putting everything into
place. She thought her own bedroom was bad, but a short glance inside the guest
room made her ears fall down on her skull.
"Gosh..." she pushed the door, revealing more of the disaster
that was the guest room. It looked like a war zone, with clothes, books, and
bed sheets everywhere. 
And it reeked. Kaya had to breathe through her mouth when
she stepped inside to prevent the musk from choking her. The same trails of
fluid were present here, in greater quantity and diversity. She found small
puddles, smears, and even lines of droplets along the walls. 
Kaya approached the pearlescent droplets and scrunched her
nose. The smell was rich and foreign, unknown to her fine nose. Her tongue
washed along the wall, returning the bittersweet load in her mouth. It tasted
like fish mixed with meat and other metals, with an excess amount of salt. Kaya
licked the fluid off her lips when she noticed another patch on the ground. It
was big, gooey, and smelly. Like before, she tasted it. 
The fluid latched onto her tongue with that silky texture
that soothed her mind and caressed her instincts. Against her accord, Kaya
slurped. A rush of fertile fluids rushed down her throat, stirring heat inside
her belly.
"So strange," she touched around the puddle. "If it's not
urine, what is it then?"
Kaya hasn't found the answer even after tasting more of the
strange concoction. She decided to do something more productive instead of
pondering upon a question that stirred her body in such weird ways. By busying
her mind with cleaning, Kaya's thoughts cleared off the dizzying haze.
When the room was clean, she finally took a well earned
shower. Water soothed her body and calmed her mind enough to get her into a
reading mood. She picked Grongar's chronicles and read on where she left off.
After taking vengeance upon the city, Grongar returned to his solitary life,
not angry nor accomplished by what he did. He simply continued his existence,
hunting and soaring above his territory from sunrise to sundown. He taught a
valuable lesson in independence, one that Kaya kept considering more and more.
Her rest of the day was spent like that, with a book in her
lap and her eyes glued to the pages until the letters began dancing and twining
with each other. Kaya placed the book on her nightstand, shuffled towards the
light switch with lazy steps, and allowed her room to be bathed in darkness.
She liked it this way, shady, silent, and unperturbed. 
She was just preparing breakfast when the voices became
louder. Kaya hoped they were some ruddy neighbors. Closer they came, and
closer, until they stopped in the doorway.
"Nifty wood, yo. Took my parents like five years to buy a
door like this."
"He's bullshitting, Ros."
"I'm gonna bust his balls if I catch him lying."
"Oooh, he's gonna bust yo balls, Razzy. What'cha gonna do
about that?"
"Dodge. Punch. Kick. Hyaaah!'
Kayla turned around. They burst through the door just as she
blinked. A cheetah with a white baseball cap and a matching shirt flowing
around his lithe form, and a black wolf with a bare chest and a pair of frayed
jeans. Ahead of them strode Rshoka, with her multicolored braids, cheap blouse,
and a matching attitude. 
"Make yourselves home, boys," she said, throwing Kaya a
quick smile.
"I already feel back in my den, babeeh!" the cheetah chirped
with joy. 
Kaya's stare darted between the two. She didn't know where
to stare until the cheetah pointed and clapped his padded fingers in her
direction.
"Yo, grab me a fresco."
Kaya blinked. She pointed at the empty table, then looked
behind her. 
"Come on, yo. Fresco? Ring any bells?"
She shook her head, much to the cheetah's disappointment. He
lunged towards the fridge, threw the door open so hard it slammed against the
sink, and shuffled through the contents.
Kaya carefully retreated towards the window. She almost
managed to take a third step before the cheetah's head emerged around the
fridge. "You've got no frescos? For real?"
"What's your obsession with frescos, man?" The wolf growled.

The cheetahs hissed in disappointment. "I just wanna drink.
Fuck, what else do you have, sweet cheeks?"
"I...I don't know," Kaya trudged closer. 
They both looked at each other and laughed, waving her off.
"Come on to the bedroom, man. This doe's high as shit," the wolf grabbed his
buddy's neck and dug it into his chest, where he rubbed it thoroughly. 
"This is so gay, dude."
"Just how your barbed dick likes it."
Kaya sighed when they left. She hated males. Boisterous ones
more so over the rest of them. Unfortunately, she wasn't quite out of the woods
yet.
"Yo, doe! Come check this out!"
"Leave her alone man. Didn't you hear the saying scared like
a doe?"
"That one's cute."
"To your crazy eyes, maybe. I have my girl right here."
Rshoka's growly laughter overwhelmed both of their sissy
whispering. 
"Kaya, come here girl. Don't be staying by yourself."
This was it. She had the chance to make a run for it, or go
into that hellhole. Her frantic heartbeats seemed to slow down time as she
looked towards the door. Escape was within her grasp.
...if only Rshoka wasn't the stubborn bitch she always
flaunted to be. Kaya's eyes darted towards the hallway. Nobody would pick on
her if she went there. This was her house, and those two were friends. Nothing
else.
"Come on girl. Quicker!"
Kaya slammed her palms on her sides. She puffed three quick
breaths to work up her courage, and strode along the hallway. The cheetah was
already making himself at home in the bathroom, going through every box or
perfume Rshoka had stashed behind the mirror. 
"Where you got them jewels?"
Kaya shrugged and walked towards the bedroom where Rshoka
and her big black male were huddled into each other. The black licked around
one of her ears, flaring Rshoka's excited whimper. She nuzzled into his neck, licking
him fondly under the chin.
"You gon' get me hard, girl."
"Kinda requires some hard teasing to do that."
"Not when she's watchin'," the male turned his head around,
fixing those big verdant eyes on Kaya.
Rshoka pulled herself up. She patted the bed twice and
licked her muzzle with a broad swing of her tongue. "Come join me, baby girl.
We've got something gooood for ya."
"Nah. I'm good here," Kaya crossed her arms under her chest,
as if that did any good. The male's piercing gaze seemed to extract every
secret from her flesh.
"Yo, where's the TV?" The cheetah barged in, going straight
for the bookshelf in the corner. "You've got books and shit, but I see no
tablet or laptop, or anything fun!"
His paws were too quick and too rough. Books fell from the shelves,
either out of their own accord or thrown by the cheetah's careless paws. 
"Hey, careful there," Kaya moved to stop him.
She got a hard stare in return. 
"What?" the spotted feline held a book up. "Do you care
about this crap?" He threw it on the ground, where his foot scratched through
the cover under Kaya's horrified gaze. "It's just paper. I wipe my ass with
it."
She did nothing, not even when the cheetah slapped her thigh
with his agile tail.
"She looks pissed, bro," the wolf said. "Better apologize."
The cheetah looked at her, mewled an apology, then whirled
around, knocking every book off its perch. Kaya lunged forth in righteous anger,
but the cheetah was too quick. He jumped into the bed, kicking her in the gut. 
Kaya coughed, stumbling back. 
"Not cool, bro."
"She hits, I hit. I'm not one of those equal gender
retards."
"Kaya can take a hit. Isn't that right, sister?" Rshoka
inquired.
Kaya hurriedly nodded her head. Her emotions hurt a lot more
than her belly. "It's...just a light shove. Nothing too bad."
"See? I told you I was gentle," the cheetah proceeded to
explain theories about the force of impact and other nonsense while the wolf
flicked his tail, too intent on Rshoka to hear any words. 
Kaya quickly got the feeling she was the odd girl out in
this group. She looked towards the door. Just two steps, and she could be away
from this madness.
"Gah. I'm bored, dude," the cheetah threw off his white cap
and stretched on the bed. He looked around, played with his tail, then found an
occupation in the dirty pads of his foot. 
"Yo, you hearin' me?" 
The black wolf was too occupied with his slurpy licking to
notice. Only a kick on the back of his head drew his attention along with a
fierce snarl. 
"What the fuck is your problem, dude?"
"I'm bored."
"Do something then."
"What, play with my cock?" he flexed his toes to scratch
between them. 
"Whatever. I don't care," the wolf turned back. "Just leave
me 'lone with mah girl."
"And keep her out?" Rshoka pointed a clawed finger at Kaya,
then curled it, beckoning her.  "Nuh-huh.
She gonna learn to be an alpha today."
"She doesn't look like my kind, Shocka."
"Oh, she's nobody's kind, dear. Kaya here is a virgin."
The males were literally left with their jaws hanging.
"Really?" the cheetah scrambled on his paws. "You really a V, darling?"
Kaya flinched away from his encroaching paw. 
"It's ok. I won't hurt you."
But he did. His mere presence made her feel afraid. Kaya
backed towards the door and yelped when she met the hard wood's frame.
"You're being too quick," she stuttered, waving him away.
"I like it quick," the cheetah licked his pointy fangs.
"Quick gets the job done. Don't you agree, doe?"
Kaya's ears drooped. She closed her eyes, feeling the
cheetah's breath upon her muzzle. It came closer, and closer.
Then stopped.
"She's not for you, bro," a growly voice came.
The wolf stood in front of her, an arm wrapped around the
spotted feline's neck.
"Come on," he sighed. "What am I going to fuck? You two have
your fluffy arses to romp."
"Try your hand," Rshoka came from the other side. "Heard you
felines have no lasting problems."
They all laughed at that. All aside from Kaya. 
"Please," she whimpered. "Just let me go."
The males actually pondered that request until Rshoka's hand
slid under their chins. "Go easy on her, boys. She doesn't know what a cock
is." She slid like silk, suave and undulating, until her amber eyes slowly
turned to Kaya. "Teach the teacher, boys."
The two males high fived each other and leaped back on the bed.
The cheetah only had to pull down his shorts to expose himself, while the wolf
furiously worked on unbuttoning his jeans. He shoved them to his knees, then
stood up, joining his feline friend as they stood side by side with their
private bits hanging between their legs.
"Beautiful," Rshoka crouched low to inspect. "Don't you
think so, Kaya?"
She nodded stiffly. Even if they both shared the same
gender, their privates looked somewhat different. The cheetah's tawny sheath
was smaller in size, a fact complemented by his firm spheres. The wolf on the
other hand had a looser and broader sheath that stretched over his drooping
sack. 
"Show her the head, boys. She's been dying to see one."
Fingers clutched around the furred sheaths. Then, they
pulled, releasing pink flesh along with a wave of noticeable musk. 
"Too strong for you?" Rshoka nonchalantly swished her tail. 
Kaya had to rub her nose to ward off the pungent fragrance. "It's...yes."
"Yes what?"
"Strange," Kaya yipped.
"Perhaps you need a closer look."
Kaya was forced on her knees by Rshoka's insistent grip,
coming face to face with the wolf's pointy cock. It was a frail, pink thing,
with a small hole surrounded by thick flesh. At its base, two bumps flanked the
tubular shape, dripping with translucent moisture. 
"Mrr, she looks so appetizing," the cheetah shifted
restlessly. 
"I do?" Rshoka inched her muzzle closer towards his cock,
making the feline's purr flare with delight. "Do you want to come inside, dear
cat?"
The cheetah thrust forth, poking his cock inside one of her
nostrils. That drew a snort from the female, and a hissing snarl from the black
male.
"She's mine, bro."
"Since when?" the feline growled back.
"Since forever. Find another wench to suck your cock."
Rshoka buried a hand under the wolf's balls. She must have
clutched hard, for the canine started whimpering like a needy pup. "What did
you say, Brad? Wench?"
"Not you. Her!" 
Rshoka's gaze remained unyielding. "I drank more of your cum
than I care to count. Skipped fucking breakfasts because your balls couldn't
hold back," she tugged again. The wolf writhed and cried, tears flowing from
one of his eyes. 
"I...aaaah!"
"That's what I thought," she slapped his cock and walked
back towards the expecting cheetah."Eyes up here, doe. You saw a cock. Now you
need to learn how to take one."
Words were still fresh on her lips when she took the cheetah
inside her muzzle. His toes flexed hard, scratching the floor with an audible
rake. Then, his whole frame convulsed, overtaken by restless spasms. With his
lips contorting above his gritting fangs, the cheetah scrunched his eyes shut
and pushed himself forth with a long, yowling cry. 
Rshoka grabbed a firm hold of his legs, holding the male in
place while he rammed against her maw with short, abrupt thrusts. His sack
clenched hard every time his tail jerked upwards. Kaya didn't know why he went
rigid all of a sudden. His cries were all she heard, along with the
increasingly wet suckling sound of Rshoka's lips. She pulled back, allowing the
entirety of that pink, flared, throbbing meat to emerge from her sheltering
tongue. Spurts of milky fluid gushed out the expanding tip with every spasm to
shoot in ropes over Rashoka's closed eyes. She took the fluid upon her fur with
a smile, slurping her tongue every time the jet inched closer to her maw. 
"Mrrraaaawrrrh!" the cheetah mewled once the strings
lessened. He grabbed himself with a fist, working a few more droplets from his
weakening member.
"Delicious," Rshoka flicked her tongue over her sticky
muzzle. "Liked what you saw?"
She was thoroughly covered in that musky, sticky liquid that
came out for no reason whatsoever. Kaya had no idea what to say. She remained
frozen in place until a warmth draped over her shoulder. She jerked backwards,
into the black wolf's embrace.
"Easy," he nuzzled into her neck, his breath warm and his
tongue even warmer. "I just want to smell you...feel you....touch you..."
His hand slid under the rim of her pajamas, too close to her
exposed thighs. Kaya tensed...
...then shuddered ferociously when his fingers sank between
her kneading lips. The wolf whimpered and grazed around her neck, whispering
something about how wet she was.
Kaya appreciated none of this love. His teeth were sharp
enough to pierce skin, and his touch too rough and greedy. She gripped around
his neck for balance, then slammed the whole weight of her knee between the
wolf's legs. His spheres were turned to mush by the crackling blow. The black
male collapsed like a boulder, throat erupting with a savage yowl.
Rshoka looked at him for a split second. That was all what
Kaya needed to slam the door open. The cheetah lunged to grab her, but he too
earned a swift kick in the groin. 
Kaya ran towards the door, ignoring the storm of yelps and
shouts flooding from behind. Her sole attention was focused on the door, and
they small key nestled in its lock. She grabbed it quickly, opened the door,
then screamed as searing pain raked along her back.
"You don't fuck with my boys, bitch!" Rshoka snarled
savagely.
Kaya spun on her feet too quickly to keep her wavering
balance. She fell, taking Rshoka down with her. Clawed hands and curled paws
were all over her, grabbing and scratching. Kaya steeled her jaws and slammed a
hooved foot straight into Rshoka's overly soft cunt. She exploded with a feral
yowl, choking on agonizing pain. While she writhed and moaned, Kaya crawled towards
the door. She turned the doorknob, shuffled out on her fours, then turned
around, lifting herself just high enough to lock all of those bastards inside.
"Damn you all," she whispered angrily. Kaya had to use the
door as a leverage to stand up. She shivered all over, filled with lingering
dread. The elevator was completely forgotten to her. She fled down the row of
stairs, empowered by these new and terrible feelings. When she reached the
lobby, Kaya unlocked her bike and took off on the winding streets. There was
only one place in her mind. A location far removed from the touch of any
lustful male or the taint of the city. 
It was the forest she dreamed of, in all its natural glory.
Kaya's hands tightened their grip. Her eyes keenly looked ahead, while her ears
twitched whenever a siren blared in the distance. She had a long road ahead of
her, but she didn't care. With unruly determination, Kaya pushed herself
forward, slamming her hooves hard into the square shaped pedals. The ground
crunched under her speed. No car was too wide to pass around, and no person too
large. Kaya passed between them all like an arrow until she traded the crowded
streets for the yellow marked bicycle section. She kept on that up until the
northern district, then slowed down from her mad rush. Her blood seethed, her
heart thundered, and sweat oozed from every inch of her body.
Kaya wiped the bothersome liquid from her head and kept her
eyes on the fine houses rising around her. They had big gardens around them,
trees posted every few meters, and a lot of pets. Many dogs barked at her,
while the cats simply favored a curt glance before presenting their bottom.
Kaya smiled as a sense of peace washed away her inner turmoil. If the city
offered her such relief, she couldn't wait to reach the forest. 
She stopped in an alley to regain her strength. A hoof
clacked on the ground, then the other. Kaya leaned her bike against a wooden
fence, then leaned her back against it. Resting felt so good. She would have
remained there for an hour if she didn't have a cat mewling every ten seconds.
Kaya tried her best to ignore them. Cats were easy compared to her own clothes.
In her rush, Kaya didn't even realize that all she wore was a pair of pink
hearted, wooly pajamas. The bothersome cloth stored heat like nothing else. 
Kaya took off her blouse with a long sigh. It felt good to
have the cold air washing through her soggy fur. She scratched her sides,
humming at the pleasant sensation. Her fingers slowly descended along her hips,
touching the rim of her pants. Kaya looked left, then right. A stray cat was
her only companion.
She pulled her pants down. Cold breeze undulated between her
lithe legs, rubbing her fur and kissing the pink lips sheltered between her
legs. Kaya dipped a finger inside and winced when drops of warm slime clung to
her fur. Her whole body might have sweated, but this was another thing
entirely. 
After she cooled off, Kaya put on her blouse, straddled her
bike, and pushed on the pedals. She kept the sun at her back until the cute
little houses gave way to huge storage rooms and industrial buildings. Kaya
pedaled through smoke and grime, breathing scarcely through her nose. She
gasped in relief when those too were left behind the wide sign posted ahead. 
Kaya waited for the intersection, then took the left towards
Tristel forest. Wild grasses rose on either side of the road, shuffled by the
wind's calming grace. Few cars passed here, and even fewer trucks. Kaya slowed
her frantic rhythm down. She could afford to rest a bit now that she left the
city.
Thirst became an issue after an hour or so. Without her
phone or her watch, it was difficult to say an exact time. Kaya only had the
sun, an unreliable guidance at best given how harshly it blazed. It dug through
her pajamas, stroking her heat into a sweltering mess. Kaya took off her
blouse, tied it around her breasts, and continued like that, ignoring her own
sweat and discomfort until she stumbled upon a gas station.
She reluctantly pushed her bike closer to the special slot.
The german shepherd guard looked at her and nodded.
"I don't have any money," Kaya shamefully admitted.
The dog smiled at that. "Does it look like I'm charging?"
Kaya's eyes widened. She looked at the slot, then around,
convinced she must have missed a sign or something. When she looked ahead, the
guard was no longer ten feet away. He was here, only an arm's distance away
from her.
Kaya winced, ready to stumble back. 
"Easy," he grabbed her arm. "I'm just taking this weight off
you."
Kaya stuttered, twisting her words before she finally
managed to say a curt thanks. The guard said something else, yet she was
already gone, walking briskly towards the main entrance. 
The smell of fruits greeted her along with the cold climate
of the air coolants. Kaya walked between two leopards, excused her clumsiness
when she bumped into an avian, and pretended to look at the wares. The packed
salads looked so fresh and tasty. Kaya picked one, sniffing around excitedly
until she found the price tag. Three dollars for the whole bundle.
She placed that back. Perhaps the water was cheaper.
Ninety cents for a small bottle, two dollars for a big one.
Kaya gritted her teeth and walked towards the counter. How could she pay, when
her pajamas were her only possession?
"Next!" the lion clerk said softly.
A husky presented his basket with a smile. The lion pushed the
packets of meat through the scanner, then liberated the canine off his dollars.
The husky pushed the products into his bag and left, allowing the two leopards
to follow.
Kaya tapped her hoof on the ground until her turn came.
"Nothing?" the lion asked.
Kaya shook her head. 
"But there has to be something."
"No money," she winced softly. 
"We have these for free," the lion looked under his desk.
"Wait a second, miss. I'm sure they're here somewhere."
She hoped 'they' were something edible. 
"Oh, here they are," the lion pushed two multi-colored cards
towards her. Fierce, roaring dragons that could sate not hunger nor thirst.
Kaya smiled nonetheless, and thanked the lion for his
generosity. "Do you have any free water here?"
"It's outside, by the gas pumps," he pointed. "Though I
wouldn't recommend drinking that. It has oils and other nasties in it."
"Desperate situations require desperate measures."
Kaya prepared to leave when his warm padded hand cupped
hers. 
"Why don't you linger a bit and tell me your story?"
"There's no story to tell," Kaya tugged her hand back.
"Please. You're wearing pajamas, are tired and sweaty," he
leaned closer. "You're running from something."
"Would you mind?" a sharp voice came from the side.
"Just a moment," the lion lifted a tawny paw. "Jason, cover
for me please."
A great smelling, well trimmed youth took the old lion's
place.
"Come with me, miss."
Kaya looked at the young lion, then back at her old friend.
They looked strikingly similar. Father and son, perhaps?
"Come, come," he flicked his brown tipped tail as he led
Kaya towards the storeroom. 
Even if this seemed wrong and weird, she had no choice. Kaya
had to place her trust in a random stranger. So she followed the lion between
the columns of goods and sat on the small chair he offered.
"Tell me your story."
"Why?" Kaya asked simply. 
"Because..." the lion looked down. "I had a daughter once.
Young, she was. Fierce, just like her mother," the lion sniffled, rubbing his
twitching nose. Was he crying?
Kaya reluctantly touched his arm. He grabbed her hand,
patting it thrice. 
"She was a good girl. Brave. Smart."
"What happened to her?"
The lion looked at her with teary eyes. "She was raped,
child. Taken before her time."
Kaya felt slightly nauseous in spite of her empty stomach.
She rubbed the old lion, comforting him with soft words and gentle caresses. 
"I'm very sorry to hear that. I truly am."
"You reminded me of her. She was shy around others. Often
ran in the garden in her pajamas because she loved nature. Oh, the feeling of
the grass between her toes charmed my little Lilyana."
Kaya sighed. "Where is she now?"
"Dead," the lion flicked his tongue over his oozing nose.
"She took her life when her belly grew heavy."
"I...that's..." Kaya stuttered.
"It's ok," the male sniffled. "I put that behind me. Have to
raise my son now."
"Jason? The one you-"
He nodded. "He's a good lad, even if he prefers his own
gender over other females."
She had no idea what to say at that. The old lion
straightened his back, arms crossing over his chest. "But enough of that. Tell
me your story, please. You remind me so much of my Lilyana."
Kaya told him everything. She told this complete stranger
how unhappy she was with her life, and how Rshoka took advantage of her soft
hearted nature. Then, she spoke of Jax. The lion smiled and babbled about how
well Jason and him would get along. Kaya surprised him when she mentioned the
feral feline. The old lion obviously knew something. He held that strange gleam
in his eyes throughout the whole topic, until Kaya talked about the two males
that invaded her home this morning. She was hugged and comforted, especially
after she talked about the strange fluid gushing out of the cheetah's
appendage. 
"Oh, dear. I'm so sorry you went through that ordeal."
Kaya kept telling him that's ok, that she escaped, but the
lion had none of that. He stormed from his chair, shuffling through the boxes
until he returned with a black pack. Kaya sighed when it met her lap. It was
heavier than it looked.
The lion opened it. Bottles of water hid inside, along with
bundles of tightly packed salad. 
"These will last you a few days."
"I can't-"
"Yes you can," he laid a warm hand on her shoulder, looking
at her in a most kind and affectionate way. "You can take these meager goods
from me. It's not much, but they will help you get away from those monsters."
"Thank you," Kaya hugged the old feline. "Thank you so
much."
Her smile softened long after she left the gas station. With
a pack and several days worth of supplies, Kaya felt more confident than ever
to reach her forest and live in its bosom, just like she always dreamed.
She reached the fringes at sundown. Slowly, she dismounted
from her bike, groaning at how tedious that felt. Her feet trembled with strain
so bad, even standing took a significant amount of effort. Kaya leaned on her
bike and walked towards the side of the road. Weeds embraced her, tickling her
arms and tangling in her fluffy pajamas. 
Kaya ignored them all. She kept on walking with a low, shuffling pace
until she reached the first trees.
 Kaya didn't expect
the forest to be so thick. She could barely see more than a hundred meters in
front of her, thanks to the overly thick foliage. Everything looked rough and
unkempt. A tinge of fear rushed through her spine when she looked back at the
sun basked road. The last car must have passed a dozen minutes ago. Whatever
her choice was, Kaya quickly realized she would be on her own.
"Fear is just another form of excitement," she said, slowly
walking past the first trees. "This is my dream. I'm deer. Deer are made to
live in a forest."
As comforting as they sounded, her words failed to alleviate
her rising agitation or soothe her tired muscles. Kaya picked a direction, then
walked. Dried leaves crumpled under her hooves, making quite the song along
with the chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects. The whole forest was
so...alive. Spiders weaved their pesky webs every few feet, squirrels ran to
stash their nuts, and Kaya believed she even heard the bellow of another deer.
She rubbed her eyes and slapped her ears twice. "Fatigue
must be playing tricks on me," Kaya looked around, scanning the mass of browns
and greens. "There's no deer living here, so close to the city. It's
impossible."
She might have been right, for that powerful sound never
graced her ears again.
Kaya leaned against a tree trunk when the sky turned to a
blazing violet. It was getting late. Her eyes were never efficient in the
gloom. The trees became vague shapes, and the bushes melted into amalgamations.
Kaya still walked around for a bit, scanning the branches ahead. They would
have made for a hearty fire if she had a lighter or the desire to set this
beautiful place on fire. 
Kaya sighed. Without a shelter, she was in for quite the
rough night.
The wind picked up when the forest grew dark. Kaya's ears
twitched. Strange squeaks rose around her, attracting the hooting of the night
birds. She pulled her knees closer and sighed. This was how deer lived. It was
normal. She had nothing to be afraid of in a forest so close to the city.
The thought calmed her racing mind somewhat. With her bike
at her feet and her pack underneath her head, Kaya tried to get some sleep. She
awoke several times during the night to rub warmth into her shivering muscles.
That allowed her fugitive sessions of sleep, yet rest never came until morning.
Kaya didn't wake up along with the rest of the forest. She
slept soundly, warmed by the rising temperature. Only when the sun hit her
closed eyes she dared to crack an eye open. It was so bright she jerked back,
into the hard pockets of her pack.
"Ow!" Kaya blinked thrice. "It must be noon already..."
She jumped on her feet at the thought. "How long have I
slept?" Kaya asked, reflexively searching for her wrist watch. 
She slapped her head with a palm shortly after. "I'm such a
dummy."
Rshoka's absence was somewhat liberating. Actually,
everything was. She had no job to attend to, no strange males to harass her,
and nothing but exploring ahead of her. 
Kaya giddily grabbed her pack, strapped it on her back, then
guided her bike between the trees. The first rule of survival included supplies
and shelter. With no tent and little in the ways of supplies, Kaya needed to
find both. She kept her ears and nose alert for signs of water, while her eyes
searched for vines or any resilient material.
That took her a good chunk of the day with little results.
The closed space made for a slow and tedious pace. Kaya changed her plans when
she refreshed herself with three gulps from the second water bottle. In this
heat and humidity, she would maybe last two days. Water had to be her main
priority now.
She walked through the undergrowth, battling webs and vegetation
along with the rising heat of midday. She followed the thicker sunbeams. The
presence of light meant less trees, and Kaya was quickly proven right. After
hours of walking in circles, she emerged into a sun basked meadow. The fields
were spotted with as many colors as she could count. Wild grasses, flowers, and
huge weeds thrived under the sun's heated light. 
Kaya mounted her bike and pushed her feet into the pedals.
Although bumpy, the ground was even enough to sustain her furious pace. Wind
flowed through her fur, and grasses caressed her sides. Kaya couldn't help but
laugh. These sights felt like a dream to her. Everything was so pure. So wild!
Her giddiness increased when she picked the faint croak of
frogs. Kaya followed them to a wide and beautiful lake that spanned just a bit
less than the survival section of the Biodome. She leaned in to taste the
waters and moaned at how fresh it was. Kaya drank heartily, then refilled her
bottles. With that done, she simply lounged on the bank, enjoying the sweet
feeling of total freedom.
She must have dozed off somewhere, because her growling
stomach packed quite a bite. Kaya left her bike and went in search of something
to eat. Not that she needed to. Her food grew all around in the form of young,
juicy herbs. Kaya ripped them from the ripe earth and feasted on their
nutritious stems. The juice simply flowed, and the taste was truly exquisite.
She gathered them in bundles once her hunger was satisfied. One bundle of ripe
reds, another of thick, blue beaked weeds, and finally one of soft, juicy
grass. 
Kaya's knees still felt weak from the plucking when a short
snort made her ears lift and her head whirl around to the majestic shape of her
stalker. It was another deer. No; not just a deer. A stag almost as tall as her
with huge ramified horns, four powerful legs, and a twitching nose that aimed
right at her. 
Kaya froze. She may have taught survival skills to cubs, but
she never expected to be placed in one of the situations she had talked about.
Wild animals were dangerous. Even this stag, who was technically kin, could
gouge her if he wanted to. 
"Easy," Kaya held one hand in front of her. "I don't want to
hurt you. And by the looks of it you don't want to hurt me either."
The stag lowered his head and approached slowly. Kaya took a
step back. Then another. The stag kept advancing on her until one of her feet
met the backpack. Kaya turned her head around. Drat, she almost tripped on the
damn thing.
Something warm touched her hand. She yelped, drawing back
instinctively from the stag's curious sniffing. 
"Oops. I didn't mean to-"
He rubbed into her palm, eyes closed, a pleasant hum
reverberating from his powerful throat.
"To startle you..." Kaya said, slightly shocked from what
happened just at her fingertips. A wild, feral stag was rubbing against her
like an antlered kitten! 
She was awestruck. Surprised. And most of all amazed. He
looked simply gorgeous, and strong. Her heart quickened its beats as heated
excitement slowly replaced the tingling fear. 
"You are quite docile, aren't you?"
The stag bowed his head, then licked between her fingers.
Kaya laughed. He had a very flexible tongue to go between her fingers like
that. She grabbed, getting a hold of it.
"Got you!"
The stag pushed that big snout of his straight into her
belly. Kaya drew back. Her hands rushed towards the closest source of support
they could find: the stag's proud antlers. She grabbed a hold of them and
steadied her lurching feet while her belly was assaulted with puffing warmth.
The stag rubbed and sniffed along her chest before his wet nose touched her
chin. 
Kaya cocked her head. He looked into those glistening brown
eyes, and saw only gentleness. 
"I-"
She spoke too soon. The stag's tongue darted out, pushing
inside her mouth. Kaya laughed and spat, wiping off her lips. 
"That's not fair," she held a hand forward as the stag
encroached upon her. "W-wait wait wait! You can't lick me before I explore more
of you!"
She thought she'd end up under him, yet the stag suddenly
stopped and turned his head around. Kaya frowned. What did he want?
He whipped his head towards his back again.
"Wh...what?"
The stag rubbed himself with the side of his head.
"You want me to scratch you?"
He shook his head.
"Touch you?" Kaya tried again, and smiled when the stag
bowed his head once more. That left her more than amazed. Could he actually
understand her words? Or it was just her body language that gave him the cues? 
"Alright, you beautiful, beautiful male. Nod your head again
if you understand what I say."
The stag complied, leaving Kaya with her mouth hanging.
"How? Wh-why? Since when?" 
She only got another lick for that.
"Alright, no more questions. I am going to explore you, like
I promised."
The stag seemed pleased with that. 
Kaya started from his head, rubbing around his wet nose and
scratching his sides. He had such soft fur for such a grizzled looking veteran.
She gently tapped his forehead, shouting a clear no when he licked her elbow.
It was her turn now, and she wanted to make the best of it. 
"You truly are amazing," Kaya whispered as she fondled his
twitching ears. "I've never seen a stag up-close, you know. Least a wild one."
She got a soft snort at that, and a shake of the head.
"Disapprove all you want. The place where I come from is
nowhere as nice as this forest. Tall constructions replace the trees and
pollution chokes the vegetation. It's terrible."
Her stag did nothing at that. Kaya took it as a sign to
continue, so she went over to his side, scratching and feeling the thicker fur
along his neck. It was muscular, and very thick. Even with a gun, it would take
a good shot to rob this proud specimen off its life.
Kaya slapped her forehead at the morbid thought. She just
couldn't help these gloomy episodes given how she was raised. 
"My life wasn't the easiest, dear stag," she said as she
scratched and massaged around a meaty shoulder. "My parents never wanted me.
They sent me out to live on my own before I could sustain myself. I lived a
harsh life with no friends and little guarantees. We're somewhat alike, in that
regard," she took a quick peek at him, patting his shoulder. "You live day
after day, uncertain if tomorrow will ever come."
Kaya sighed warmly when he pushed his head into her chest.
She rubbed around his jaw, feeling warm and fulfilled all of a sudden. "I'm
really glad you found me, but the ban on licking is still in place," she
giggled and tickled his cute, twitching nose. "Just wait a bit and I will allow
you to sniff wherever you want."
He looked towards her thighs. Kaya assumed he was just
searching for some juicy grass and continued with her exploration, rubbing his
side, testing the longer fur over his back and even sliding a hand along his
slightly moist belly.
"Why is this wet?"
She knew the answer when she sniffed her hand. Pungent urine
seeped into her fur. Her nose contorted in all directions. Kaya sneezed and
rubbed her nose with her clean hand.
"You're a bit stinky, you know that?"
The stag flicked his short tail and grunted. "Alright.
Almost done. Don't lose your calm at the end."
She praised his iron-like haunches and played with his
little tail for a bit. Then, she emerged on his other side, massaging him in
all the right ways. During her exploration, Kaya couldn't help but notice his
obvious gender. She kept away from it out of courtesy, yet the stag's stare
seemed to follow her around every time she hesitated.
"Alright, I'm done," she kneeled and wiped her palms on the
grass. "It's your turn."
The proud stag shook his head, then lifted a hind leg. Kaya
thought he was going to scratch himself until he pushed his nose towards the
patch of fur drooping under his belly.
"Oh, you naughty bastard. You want me to touch you there
too?"
He placed his leg back and stomped the ground with an eager
grunt.
Kaya couldn't refuse him now. She promised a full
inspection. Besides, she was quite curious about the stag's anatomy, even if
her past experiences with males ended quite horribly. Spurred by curiosity and
the pleasant caress of her warm fuzzies, Kaya rubbed his belly again.
The stag's muscles twitched under her palm. She inched
closer and closer to his fuzzy patch, until she met something warm and overly
wet. 
She clenched her jaws, determined not to scream. She knew
what that was, because it grew between her fingers, just like the wolf and the
cheetah grew after they exposed themselves.
"You're big," she whispered as more and more of his smooth,
pink length slid between her fingers. The stag pushed himself forward. His
slimy cock hardened inside her grip. Two jets of clear liquid left the tip to
splash upon the grass below. 
Kaya yelped in surprise and released his lubricated length.
It throbbed and slapped against his belly, making his muscles contort upon one
another. 
"I'm sorry if I hurt you. It's just...it's the first time when
I touch a male!"
The stag lifted his leg again, allowing his heavy sack to
hang freely before her eyes. Kaya knew what he wanted. She shuffled forward,
cupping the big sack between both hands. It was furry, warm, and quite heavy.
Two firm spheres rested inside for a reason Kaya did not know. She touched
around them, feeling their size and weight before she slid all the way up. The
sack was connected to his cock, somehow, for she felt his hard throbs through
the furred cordon leading all the way to his cock. 
Kaya touched it again. She grabbed the hard meat hiding
underneath and washed her hand along until the furred sheath was replaced by
warm flesh. She tensed, just like the stag, and gasped once more when fluid
escaped from the curling tip of his cock.
"Does it hurt you?"
He shook his head hard, flicking his tongue at the air.
"Does it please you then? You tensed so hard. Every muscle I
touched felt like stone!"
The stag threw his head up and bellowed to the sky. Kaya felt
the power in his roar. She almost felt proud to be around such a powerful
creature until his cock started spraying urine all over his belly. She stumbled
back and fell in the soft grass. The stag thoroughly impregnated his belly.
Drops of urine fell from his blackened fur, pungent and raw with his fertile
musk. Kaya felt light headed just by inhaling the powerful scent. 
She got up on her feet, then grunted when the stag dug his
head into her shoulder. His tongue washed quickly down her arm, sliding towards
her leg.
Kaya allowed him to explore until he ventured too close to
her privates. He pushed his wet nose straight between her legs and licked,
allowing that thick, slimy tongue to press against her folds.
Kaya shuddered and screamed at the same time. She pushed the
stag away as hard as she could and ran towards her pack. Not that she could.
His nose was all over her ass, sniffing and licking with a most insistent and
pestering determination.
"Stop that, please!"
It didn't help. Kaya scrunched her eyes when he poked at her
tailhole and dug into the pack. 
"I have food!" She turned around, presenting the ripe
vegetation to the male's flaring nostrils. "Take it, and leave me alone!"
He flung his head to the side, disarming Kaya of her tasty
treat. 
"Gah!" she bent over to pick it. "Fine. If you won't eat it,
I will."
She saw his legs move away from her line of sight. Kaya
assumed he left. She just prepared to stand up when a crashing weight fell upon
her back. She dropped on her fours, and yelped when heated moisture prodded at
her privates. Kaya allowed her arms to go limp. She fell on her belly, then
rolled, catching a brief sight of the stag's unreasonably long maleness before
she emerged from underneath his bulk. 
He thrust hard into the air, spraying more of that maddening
scent. Kaya took advantage of the distraction and ran. The stag might have been
magnificent from all points of view, yet he had a serious problem with
stubbornness and respecting one's privacy. 
But mainly stubbornness. Kaya barely took a few strides
before the male started following her. 
"You aren't going to catch me this time, stag," she put on a
burst of speed. Her hooves ate away at the earth like a thunderstorm. The
natural agility of her race blessed Kaya with unwavering stamina. She could run
for as long as she wanted to at a speed most other species envied. She darted
between the thick trees of the forest, rushed along hills, and treaded upon
grass leaden plains. At least two hours must have passed. The landscape became
more rugged, adapting towards the small mountains rising in the distance.
Everything changed. Kaya's determination wavered, her mouth was mostly dry, and
she had no pack or bike to use. One would have assumed a creature gave up after
such an extended chase.
Not her stag. He still followed close at her side, rubbing
himself on her whenever he had the chance. Kaya shoved him away. Why didn't he
relent? Why?!
She found her answer when his nose poked her butt again. He
wanted something from her. Something which she couldn't possibly offer. Kaya
steeled her courage until she reached the foot of a mountain. Her eyes scanned
the landscape for nooks or cracks or anything that could provide respite. She
found one, just inside a rocky outcrop.
Kaya smiled. With a final burst of speed, she leaped inside
the small cave and crawled towards safety. The rock was cold and damp under
her, yet it was small enough so a full grown stag couldn't enter. 
"Haah!" Kaya finally relaxed once she pierced deep enough.
"I guess I win, you stubborn bastard!" 
The stag bellowed from the entrance, obviously displeased.
He walked around a bit, then dropped on his belly to rest. Served him good. Not
even the sturdiest males could still stand after such exhausting marathon. 
Kaya curled up to catch her breath. Even now, when she was
completely safe, she didn't know what to make of this strange stag. On one way
he seemed much smarter than the average deer, yet on the other he still seemed
to be ruled by the primordial instincts of the feral kind. Perhaps he was
somewhere in between. An intelligent feral, just like Jax's feline, SnowPaws.
Kaya thought fondly of her cougar friend. If only he was here to hold and
comfort her instead of an unruly stag, everything would have been better.
"Maybe I should've accepted your offer," she whispered
softly to herself. "Come to your place. Eat your food. Explore the world
together. That would have been quite something, Jax."
The stag grunted at the mention of his name. Kaya just
ignored him. It was probably another fit of male pride, best left undisturbed. 
Spraying followed. The stag walked around, bathing the grass
and the rocks with his liquid. Kaya tried to ignore that too. It seemed easy to
do, until the smell wafted inside her cave. It retained its mind bending potency,
but this time something changed. There was something else in his urine.
Something strangely alluring to Kaya's senses. She flared her nostrils,
allowing the raw musk to invade her being. Her eyes watered slightly and her
throat tightened in response, yet Kaya still sniffed in. Her tongue flicked out
of her mouth without her accord to taste the particles of moisture latching the
air. Something in that scent tasted incredibly good in ways she couldn't
explain.
Kaya's blood heated the more she inhaled the stag's aroma.
Her head felt light, her limbs weak, and her mind too numb to think. It was
like the warm fuzzies overtook and fettered her with their whole might. 
Kaya crawled towards the exit. She wanted more of that
scent. Needed it. Had to taste it up-close. She emerged from her shelter,
rubbing lovingly against her stag. He was no longer a pest, but a strong,
gentle male she strongly desired. He got up on his fours, licking Kaya's ears
as she reached towards his cock. It was halfway out, and already hard from the
previous spraying.
Kaya sniffed around the tip, then flicked her tongue around to
taste it. Stringent flavors filled her maw. To her rational mind this would
have been disgusting, yet her warmth-addled mind perceived the aroma like a
sweet, tasty treat. Kaya flicked her tongue around the bare meat, delighting in
its warmth. The stag seemed to enjoy it too, for he throbbed and pushed deeper
into her restless tongue.
Kaya fell on her knees and touched his cock all over. She
wanted to feel every part of it while she suckled that life-caressing fluid
from the oozing tip. Her tongue wrapped around the slim tip, holding it in
place as she took more and more of its tensing length inside. 
The stag shivered with pleasure. He bellowed weakly, captive
member throbbing helplessly inside her maw. Kaya felt the surges through the
hard frame of his sheath. Something was going to happen. Something powerful, by
the feel of it.
The stag shifted on his feet. His trembling tail shot up as
his back arched into a trembling thrust. Kaya coughed, spitting his cock from
her throat. She couldn't. The stag thrust again, filling her to the brim. Kaya
clenched her fingers on anything she found. The base of his sheath found itself
in her grip, along with the heavy sack dangling behind. It drew upwards,
tightening with a strange spasm. The surge traversed the stag's rock hard cock,
then exploded through his tip. Warm, gooey fluid spurted deep into Kaya's
throat. 
She swallowed in reflex and pushed all the way back. The
stag's cock fled  her maw, spasming and
throbbing and unleashing hard jets of milky fluid. Kaya closed her eyes, taking
the hot jets all over her face. They were unreasonably hot, and stirred her
senses in so many right ways. The scent, raw and alluring. The taste, strong
and bitter to her tongue. Her instincts urged her to feast on this caressing
fluid, and Kaya couldn't resist their insistent tug.
She took the stag's cock back inside her maw and suckled his
upcoming spurts. Fresh waves of bittersweet liquid sprayed inside her mouth.
Kaya swirled them inside her own saliva, then swallowed. Each gulp heated her
blood and satisfied her instincts. So she suckled, and feasted, holding the
throbbing stag in place until he gave everything he had. 
He stumbled back on unsteady legs. Kaya followed his
retreating cock, eager to slurp its last drops. With the contents going down
her slimy throat, she pulled back with a deep, satisfied breath. She felt so
satisfied, yet at the same so unbearably hot. A need clawed its way out through
the depths of her trembling thighs; a desire that begged to be satisfied. Kaya
only noticed it now, when the stag's essence was but a faint taste on her
trembling lips.
Kaya got on all fours and pushed down her pants. The itch
between her legs begged to be touched, and her fingers were restless to do so.
Without a hint of hesitation, Kaya sunk between her bare walls. Liquid heat
overwhelmed her, along with a desire to be taken. She pushed deeper, and
deeper, scratching at the unbearable itch flaring in the depths of her tunnel.
Kaya barely managed a brief touch before an unearthly feeling washed over her
senses. It was powerful, consuming, and more filling than anything she felt in
her life. Kaya gritted her teeth and trembled as intense pleasure rushed
through her body. She continued wriggling her fingers inside her cunt, fueling
the blissful sensation until a shove sent her off balance. Kaya's hand lurched
forth. Her fluid coated fingers dug into the ground, leaving her smoldering
flesh alone.
She prepared to insert her fingers again when another
presence rubbed around her crevice. Kaya instantly went limp, moaning as heated
gusts of air washed over her trembling flesh. A moist surface rubbed along her
folds. Then, it entered them, sudden and unexpectedly quick.
Kaya tensed all over. Her flesh became hard when the
presence entered her sanctuary. It lapped in and out, stealing the copious
amounts of fluid latched onto her walls. Even if it felt amazingly good, Kaya
wasn't thoroughly satisfied. She had a fire within her, a desire that could not
be quenched by licking alone. 
So she backed into the stag's tongue, shoving her needy
tunnel right in his nose. He grunted with desire and took her. His tongue shot
between her walls. Kaya gripped around in a futile attempt to restrain him. His
overly hard and muscular appendage dug deeper, inching closer and closer to the
source of her itch.
Kaya suddenly froze. She didn't even blink, merely panted as
she waited to be taken by that strong and muscular tongue. The stag puffed and
grunted, wriggling just slightly before he pulled back. Kaya looked behind. He
was looking at the sky again, bellowing his unrestrained lust. 
She stomped her feet at that, urging the male to do what he
knew best. For the third time, the stag sunk inside her flesh. She was growing
weak now. Kaya barely had the strength to knead his fleshy tongue as it slurped
her insides. The force of the suction blazed heat inside her flesh, and the tip
of his tongue pushed just deep enough to touch her most sensitive of places. 
Her fire seethed. Kaya clamped down hard. Every muscle in
her body became rock hard as a molten surge washed across her trembling walls.
With a strong spasm, she squirted, taking the stag right in his nose. That
spurred his instincts into frenzy. He lapped harder and quicker, rubbing her
overly sensitive folds in all the right places. 
Kaya couldn't hold the terrible flood back. She pushed her
head into the ground and screamed as liquid heat poured out of her. Wave after
wave it came, each stronger than the last. And the stag slurped everything. His
tongue always formed a bridge between his hungry maw and Kaya's spasming
depths. Her squirts turned into an outright flood of heated delight, too
intense for one such as her. Tears fell from her eyes, and stars danced before
her scrunched eyelids. Kaya pushed the fire out as hard as she could, basking
in the most pleasant and intense feeling she ever had the pleasure of
experiencing.
The flood stopped as quickly as it started. With her tail
shooting up, Kaya unleashed her soothing urine. It washed away the terrible
heat, calmed her insides, and provided the stag with something else to drink.
Aroused by her scent, he lapped restlessly at the stream, getting as much as he
could inside his mouth. He bowed his head after two gulps, getting as much as
he could over his forehead and cheeks. Kaya looked back, amazed by the stag's
actions. He literally bathed himself with her urine.
Then, all her fluids were spent. Kaya dropped on the ground.
The ordeal took a hefty toll on her, just like it did on her stag who dropped
on his belly next to her. Kaya leaned against his bulk and closed her eyes. She
hoped to rest, yet the crave still pestered her. Little by little, her itch
flared back within her bosom. She wanted that fertile fluid inside her. Needed
it, now more than ever. Moaning helplessly, Kaya got up on all fours and placed
her needy lips on front of the stag. She didn't know exactly why, just that
only he had the means to subdue her need. 
As expected, his tongue was all over her folds before she
knew it. Kaya gritted her teeth as the muscled tongue flicked inside her cunt.
She wriggled and stomped the ground, demanding more than simple licking. 
A weight crashed upon her back, greater than anything she
expected. Her arms almost collapsed, and her knees bucked under the humongous
strain. Kaya looked back, catching sight of his expanding cock. Cloudy fluid
dribbled from the tip, rich and musky. Kaya inhaled deeply. Her stag was
virile, and strong. She had to be the same, if she wanted to have her itch
drown in streams of fertile essence. 
Kaya steeled herself as his cock prodded around for her
folds. The stag had no precision. He kept jabbing her butt, even going as far
as penetrating the wrong hole. Kaya yelped when a quarter of his spindly cock
buried itself between the clenching muscles of her tailhole. The stag grunted,
hooves shaking with effort. He wanted to remain inside and unleash his essence
right on the spot, yet a quick tug took him out of his promised shelter. 
Kaya pushed back against his cock, whimpering with need. She
would have begged for it, if her trembling lips could form any proper words.
The stag resumed his prodding. Three thrusts. That was all it took for him to
finally find a proper sheath for his cock. He invaded Kaya's sanctuary like a
storm, filling her with over ten inches of rock hard stag meat. She sucked in a
sharp breath. Her muscles quivered with strain, adapting to the reckless
intrusion. Little by little the stag pierced her deeper, the tip of his cock
drawing closer to the fire welling within her sanctuary. Kaya squeezed her eyes
shut. It felt so good to be taken. His tongue merely stroke her flame. That
didn't happen with his cock, which scratched dangerously close to the very
source of her heat. 
A powerful grunt escaped the male's throat. He throbbed hard
within her, squirting heated drops from his tip. Kaya squeezed as hard as she
could around his cock as unexpected pleasure rose from her flesh. The stag pulled
back, rubbing her walls in all the right places. He retreated briefly, them
slammed himself forth, even deeper than the last time. 
The shock released an explosion of lust. Kaya howled in
bliss when his firm tool invaded her once more. The stag's balls slammed
against her folds, triggering a powerful spasm. A gush of liquid heat rushed
through her tunnel, bathing it with moisture and warmth. Kaya expelled it
quickly, and squeezed harder around her lover. The stag took the message. He
pushed in deeper, then retreated, only to shove himself in yet again.
He kept thrusting like that a few times to test the limits
of Kaya's sweltering flesh. She knew he was holding back. With each thrust he
became more lethargic, almost afraid of venturing deeper. Kaya tried to
encourage him, to tell him to take her without any restraint, but each time her
words dissolved into moans. Her whole body was consumed by pleasure. She could
barely move, least speak.
So she waited, moaning and shivering, until her stag worked
up his courage. The following thrusts were the hardest to resist. Her heat
burned brighter and hotter, bringing her closer to the edge of precipice. Kaya
focused. She willed every muscle in her body to relax, starting with her
rapidly convulsing pussy. If she could hold back just for a few seconds, she
could bathe more into the intense pleasure that raged inside her.
The stag's hooves crashed into the ground as he launched
himself forth so hard, Kaya almost fell. He entered her all the way. She knew
that, because her walls were spread all the way to their limits by his furious
cock.
Kaya yowled with sheer bliss as her stag reached deeper than
ever. He pushed past her cervix, penetrating the very source of her itch. Intense
pressure welled within her, obliterating every trace of ersistance.
Sparkling blackness washed over her eyes. Kaya shuddered
violently, then gritted her teeth as hard as she managed. A river of liquid
heat splashed forth from her depths, flowing unrestrained along the stag's
throbbing cock. The male jerked and trembled inside her, moaning in his own
guttural way. He enjoyed the heated stream, perhaps as much as her. The rivers
of heat flowed along his cock, then spilled from her rapidly spasming lips. She
pushed, and pushed, and the pleasure only kept rising.
Kaya screamed. She never felt anything so good in her entire
life. Living flames rolled over her body, dispersing into tingles of elation.
She spasmed hard, and each time she did that, a new burst of bliss exploded
from her depths. Kaya emptied herself of the entire burden she held within her.
Thick streams of translucent slime overflowed from her pussy, splashing on the
grass below. Only when her fire snuffed out she was able to take a deep breath
and still the embers of the raging fire that previously rested inside her.
The stag didn't allow it. With his sheath firmly pressed
against her lips, he worked himself deeper, and deeper. Kaya stumbled forward.
She shook from every joint, yet somehow she found the strength to stand,
because she knew her stag had his own fluids to give.
He exploded a moment after, almost deafening her with his
bellowing cry. A heated spurt exploded from his cock, spraying hard inside her
innermost sanctuary. Kaya was sent into an instant ascent. Her tired muscles
tensed once again, preparing for the overwhelming release.
Kaya's breath cut. She couldn't handle a second one. She
just didn't have it in her! 
Yet pleasure still exploded across her ravaged body when the
stag sprayed his hot essence within her. He throbbed like mad, unleashing wave
upon wave of sticky ropes of virile seed. Kaya took it all in. She didn't care
about her aching muscles or the overflowing tears dribbling from the corners of
her eyes. All her focus was taken by the overwhelming pleasure, and the healthy
spurts filling her fertile womb. With his front legs locked around her chest,
the stag thrust quickly inside her, working up his seed with every clench of
his balls. Kaya felt it. She felt his throbs from the base of his sheath all
the way to the spurting tip of his cock. He was inside her, unleashing his very
essence. The thought alone whipped her pleasure into a heated frenzy. 
With great strain, Kaya squeezed. She clamped, then relaxed,
only to tighten herself again. Her cunt overflowed with ivory seed, yet she
didn't stop. Kaya wanted to keep every drop for herself, from the rim of her
messy lips to the flooded center of her womb. Her stag was still going strong
there. Spurt after spurt he shot, each stronger than the last. He rubbed and
touched around her walls. Kaya never tasted such intimate contact before. She
was being filled not only with seed, but with hot, sticky affection. She took
it all in, surrendering to the smothering bliss until her stag lost his vigor.
He slid out of her on careless legs. A thump followed, then
a soft grunt. Kaya would have laughed if her own body didn't feel completely
drained. She collapsed on the ground and crawled towards her stag, leaving a
messy trail behind. She had to clean herself. Do something about the humongous
pressure trapped within her womb.
Kaya only managed a brief glance at her overflowing cunt
before tiredness overwhelmed her senses. She dropped her head on the stag's
neck, and fell asleep to the virile scent of his seed.
***CLOSING COMMENTS***
Kaya surely had it a bit
rough. Rhsoka was such a bitch! She's the epitome of do-what-the-heck-you-want
and worry about the consequences later. Good thing that Kaya got out of there
when she did, otherwise she would've witnessed some really pervy action!
Not that she got spared,
mind you. Was she lucky for stumbling upon this special stag? Do you guys think
she'll live her dream life in his company, or will trouble follow her from
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