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Gill Thompson of Pacific Pegasus Productions, Seattle's largest Adult Entertainment Company pulled up in front of Brierwood Studios. The large brown Bruin in a Hawaiian shirt and black Utilikilts stepped out and opened the passenger hatch of the sleek black van, out stepped two very leggy, Verry buxom, Platinum blond bunnies in Hot Pink Neon spandex tube dresses that were being stretched almost beyond the manufacturers tolerance specifications. With an actress under each arm, he walked into the studio.

“Franny! How is my favorite Mousey! When are you gonna let me make you a Star?” the Bear enthused stepping up to the receptionist's desk with his arms wide. The bunnies flanking him like bookends. Franny shaking her head with a big grin on her muzzle.

“Hello Mr Thompson, Welcome back to Brierwood Studios, it's always nice to see you again. She greeted him warmly. “Mister B will be right out, so how is the King of Porn been doing lately?” she inquires with a wink.

“Oh things are busy, just signed these Twins here, Stacey and Lacey Burrows. They need the standard publicity package and, I know it's short notice, but is there any way we can book the boudoir? I'd like to see if we can shoot a couple galleries while we are at it.” the Bear grinned with a wink at Franny.

“Let me see if I can rearrange the schedule, for some very special customers.” looking over her appointment calender a few minutes humming and hawing seeming to move things around, on the screen. making the Bear fidget juuust a little before smiling.

“Yes! Looks like we can juust fit your buxom bunnys in!” she nodded typing the shoot into the completely blank page on the daily schedule.

“Yess!” the Bear pumped his fist, “Fantastic! Franny you are Awesome.” He almost roared in jubilation.

“Can I offer you folks any refreshments while Max gets things set up?” she asks looking at the twin blue eyed bunnies.

“Um, some Diet Water would be nice, if you got any, a girls got to watch her figure, ya know?” Stacey asked.

“Ooh yeah, regular water can be soo fattening!” Lacey added with a nod looking at her twin.

Gill rolled his eyes.

“Ookay, I'll see what we've got. Would you like those in skinny glasses?” the mouse asked with a slight twitch to the corner of her muzzle, the bunnies nodded happily as Gill shepherded them over to the consultation area. While Franny poured some bottled water into a pair of Collins glasses adding long skinny red straws smirking at the concept of “Diet Water.”

Meanwhile, Max and Piper were setting up the formal portrait studio for the porn stars publicity shoot.

“I am amazed you actually work with this guy, I mean Brierwood Studios seems like such a classy place, nevah thought we'd be associatin' with Porn stars.” the Raccoon observed.

“As I said before Love Bandit, it's Adult Entertainment, Not Porn, Gill is loud and over-the-top but the guy runs a classy operation. We do quality work so he contracts it out to us for all his advertising and publicity stills, I think once you can get over Gil's brashness you are really gonna like the guy. He makes no excuses for the way he makes his money. Adult Entertainment Sells, he makes a quality product, and has a fun time doing it. Don't be surprised if he tries to give you a screen test, or offers you a part in one of his productions...” Max said with a huge grin at the shocked look on Piper's face.

“Why I'd Nev...” she was about to object before she thought better of it as she was looking to start her own adult entertainment career after all. “You rally think he would? And should I accept, iffin he does, Shug?” The Raccoon asked suddenly unsure.

“Up to you, he's always propositioning Franny every time he comes by, but she just rolls with it. I think she enjoys the game of playing hard to get.” Max winked. “But he gave me the low down on the nuts and bolts of the business. Up until I encountered you, I never thought I'd have anyone to work with.”

“Well Suh, You sure Got both of Us well enough!” She struck a pose placing her paw on her hip, proudly.

“Ya know, I bet that's gonna knock his socks off more than anything. Looks like everything is set here lets go introduce you to Seattle's Biggest Adult Entertainment company.”

“Gil, Welcome back, let me introduce you to my new assistant, Piper Breckenridge. Piper, This, is the one, and only Gil Thompson, of Pacific Pegasus Productions.” Max announced with a huge grin reaching for the Bruin's Massive paw, gripping him on the forearm in Greeting.

“Maxie! My god, She's STUNNING!” the bear declared giving the sexy Raccoon the once over, Twice. Piper posed in such a way to almost derail the big bears Train of Thought. Lowering her muzzle slightly and looking over her eyes up at him slowly walking one hip at a time oozing southern sensuality, her floofy ringed tail swaying seductively.

“Mistah Thompson, it's a Gen-u-wine pleasure to make your acquaintance. Master Max here has been telling lil old me All about Y'all. And I'm pleased as Punch, to finally meet you, face to face.” she trilled, a very naughty smile on her muzzle reflected in her eyes, her honeyed contralto voice dripping seduction. Poor Gil was at a loss for words just looking between Piper and a smugly grinning Max.

“Wha, Wha, Whoa! Max, You and Me gotta talk later. I'd love to get this smokin' Southern hotty in front of my cameras. How bout it babe, ever consider being a Porn Star?” the Bear grinned spying her pendant he looked over at Max, grinning widely

“No Way?” the bear breathed.

“Yes way, and Both of them.” Max acknowledged as Franny came up to him fingering her own pendent with a wicked grin the mouses emerald green eyes bright.

“Absolutely Unbelievable!” the bruin declared flabbergasted. Salaaming. “Than I bow in the presence of a true Master! We gotta go out for a beer after and discuss this, I gotta know the story.” He demanded with a friendly grin at the unexpected discovery. His Bunny's sat there sipping their water without a clue.

“Sure thing my friend it is an amazingly unexpected tale worthy of the retelling, as to working with my girls, that would be up to them. But I am sure we can come to some amicable arrangement at some point. I know my Sweet Georgia Peach here has already shot a few Galleries and has indicated an honest interest, in the profession. And who knows, Franny here just mite be talked into joining her if the project is special enough, isn't that right Franny?” Max Asked with an arm around her shoulder.

Franny grinned at the stunned bear with a nod. “Indeed Master B, I guess I'm not as hard to get as I originally thought.” Franny giggled winking at him. “You have been propositioning me for years Gill, it's always been a game between us, and up until recently I've honestly had no interest. But now... Now, I think it might just be fun.” the mouse tilted her head with a smile.

“Oh, you are just as awesome as I have always said, you and Piper are gonna be huge. But, today we are here for my newest sensations. Stacey and Lacey Burrows. My Platinum Blond Bunny Bombshells.” Gil chuckled. At hearing their names they stood joining the conversation.

“Hiya.” Stacy chirped waving her paw. “Pappa Bear, you never said Max was a human? Is it like, okay to do this?” she asked looking between Max, Gill, and her sister as the two of them exchanged worried looks. Gill sighed.

“Look Honey Bunnies, Max is Da best photographer in Seattle. He's very cool with us Morphs, as you can see...” He indicated the girls flanking Max, “ I've worked with dis guy for Years, it's all good, so don't get your tails in a twist over it. Just relax and be your normal bubbly Bunny selves and leave the heavy thinking ta me, okay?” He finished placing his paws on their shoulders reassuringly.

“Why don't I take these lovely ladies into the studio, and get them positioned and we can get this lil old party started?” Piper churred leading the grinning bunnies away like balloons.

“I Swear, Those two can be dumber than a sack of hammers at times, but they are absolutely Smoking Hawt in front of the cameras.” Gil sighed with a chuckle. “Franny hear managed to work her magic rearranged the schedule and freeing up some time for a bedroom shoot as well.” the bear praised, Franny beamed.

“All part of my Job, Mister Thompson. I'm not a front office Goddess for nothing, now am I?” She grinned returning to her desk as Max and Gill headed off to the studio.

“I can't believe you managed to Conquest _ Bo t h _ of those hottys, Max.” Gil said in a voice heavy with envy.

“I'm still getting used to the idea Myself, Gill, Where did you pick up the bunny bookends?” Max asked, Gill chuckled.

“Fun story. We found them on a talent search in Fort Lauderdale, during Spring Break! Can ya believe it? The bear chuffed.

“You will have to tell me all about it. Over that beer.” Max challenged as they walked into the portrait studio, Piper had the 'double Bun twins' seated in the park bench and was checking the composition when Max and Gill walked in.

“Hi Girls, having fun?” the bear asked his charges as Max took up his place behind his camera checking the settings and adjusting the lighting.

“Oh Yes!” they applauded with golf claps “Miss Piper is the best! Can we playy with her sometime Papa Bear?” Lacey asked causing the bear to chuff again.

“That would be up to Maxie and Piper, buuuut...” He paused placing his massive paw on his chin giving the Raccoon an appraising look. “We can always try a screen test and see how she plays to the camera.” The 'Porn King' said with a nod. Already knowing just how hot that scene would be.

Piper flashed the bunnies an 'okay' sign with a wink causing them to bounce in their seat threatening to push their overstressed garments into a critical wardrobe malfunction.

“Hello girls!” Max cheered. “Ready to have some fun that might get just a little bit naughty?” The human asked with a big grin standing behind the camera, Looking to the left and right hinting at great mischief, the bunnies ate it up as Max started his set. Piper stood back with Gill talking as the bunnies vamped for the camera.

“So, I hear tell you already shot your first gallery?” Gil rumbled with a grin, Piper matched it.

“Oh yes, it was surprising and such a blast I just couldn't stop! I always wanted a bit more...Exposure, iffin ya will?” The Raccoon Flirted shamelessly..

“Oh Really? I'd love to see those sometime.” The bear grinned.

“Well... I think that can be arranged. But I do have some questions for you about your business, and haow someone such as I, might navigate the pitfalls to make a decent living.” The Raccoon asked point blank. Gill liked this, straight to the point, he thought. Dropping into the experienced professional discussing all aspects of the adult entertainment business as his Platinum Blond Bunny Bombshells went through the motions slowly divesting themselves of their garments as the shoot progressed.

“Okay girls, let's take a break, you did a wonderful job... You are both so wonderfully...Photogenic.” Max nodded “And I should know...I'm a Professional!” He stood striking a pose that made the bunnies giggle helplessly their now unencumbered photon torpedoes jiggling wildly.

“That is truly Amazin, it Rally is...The Way they defy gravity like that.” Piper observing the bunnies boobs on display. “Tell me Shug, Do Y'all fill them with helium before they start work?” she asked with a tilt of her head. Gill Roared with laughter.

“We are going to now shoot your first galley sets.” Max announced drawing their attention from the ethers. “We have a very special place we use for these, I think you are going to be pleasantly surprised.” He addressed the Au Natural Bunnies directing them to the boudoir set. They turned and each gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you Mister Max.” Stacey said

“ Pappa Bear was right about you.” Lacey added.

“ You are really nice.” Stacey finished with a muzzle scrunching giggle as they were herded across the hall.

“Awww ain't that just adorable.” Piper churred with an honest smile. “They may not be the brightest crayons in the box, but they are truly sweet.” The Southern belle nodded as she lead the bruin into the intimate studio.

“And That, is why I'm gonna make a fortune with them.” The bear stated folding his arms over his chest.

After the Porn king and his very juicy bunnys had left, Piper stripped the soggy satin sheets from the bed. “Good thing Y'all have this waterproof liner on here Shug, they were amazingly liquid. Does that kinda thing happen often on this set?” The southern Belle Raccoon asked.

“Surprisingly, more times than you'd think, than again you had a personal experience on that very bed as I recall.” Max grinned. Piper blushed.

“Indeed I did master, and it was glorious!” she trilled replacing the peach sheets with light rose ones

“I truly do love satin sheets...” the Raccoon sighed.

“Oh they are not bad, but ever try and get a toe hold on them?” Max asked with a chuckle. “But the ladies love them, and that is what it is all about.”

“I was talking with Gill and asked him a ton of questions. I don't think he was expecting that but I suspect it pleased him to find some intelligence between mah ears, unlike those bunnies they reminded me of cotton candy. Ya know, sweet without much substance?”

“So, what do you think of the job of being my Assistant?” Max asked.

“Love it Shug, seems I have a talent for workin with kids. It is so gratifyin, seein how happy folks are when they see their pictures, even those bunnys were so happy at seein the great work you did and knowin first hand how you work settin folks at ease and all, you just have a way of bringin out the best in people.”

“That is a photographer's job, and I just happen to love my work, so I tend to have an edge over those that see it as a means to an end.” Max said with a smile.

“Excuse me Mr. B,” Franny interrupted. “Can we fit in another shoot this afternoon? The Farmen's heard that the Grayson's have a shoot scheduled for tomorrow, but they were kind of hoping to squeeze in a session this afternoon...” Max's mousey inquired.

“Ah, keeping ahead of the social curve, sure we will be ready for them at their convenience. Thank you Francene.”

“You're welcome Mr. B” she smiled and returned to her desk picked up the phone and smiled into the receiver.

“Well the Farmen's usually have us do formal photo sets every year and a holiday set, as well as sets for all major life events.”

“In other words, really good custamurs” Piper grinned.

“Indeed. We have several families and a few business establishments that are our regulars as well as the occasional walk in business. So I like to think we are doing fairly well for ourselves.”

“The Farmen's, Piper was to discover were a very jovial clan. There were eight who descended upon the studio this time. “Frederick Farmen. Wonderful to see you again good sir!” Max greeted the elder statesman with a welcome clasp and pat on the back.

“Oh ho, Max, got a new morph I see, my, she's a looker isn't she.” the patriarch grinned to Piper with a chuckle before his wife swatted him on the shoulder playfully.

“Now Behave yourself you old lecher, and remember your manners.” Althea Farmen chided her husband stepping up to the impeccably dressed Raccoon. “Please pardon my husband, but he does find beauty in all things, but sometimes forgets how to act in polite company. My name is Althea Farmen, and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance my dear.” The older woman said offering her hand.

“Why thank you Mrs. Farman, it's a gen-u-wine Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mah name is miss Piper Breckenridge from Atlanta. I just started in Mister Brierwood's employ, as his assistant. But please, call me Piper, Ma'am.” The Raccoon trilled taking the older woman's hand in her paw bowing slightly as was her custom.

“Oh my, I must say, Piper, you are quite a delightful surprise. And you must call me Althea.” The woman chortled at finding such a cultured morph. Leading her over to her husband.

“ Frederick, you owe this delightful young lady an apology for your droll remark.” his wife said with a touch of frost that stiffened his spine as he turned to face her wrath.

“Beg pardon, Dovey?...Oh My...” He was lost in pipers Very blue eyes. She smiled with a slight tilt of her head.

“Good evening Suh,we haven't been properly introduced. Mah name, good suh, is miss Piper Breckenridge from Atlanta. I am Mister Brierwood's assistant. I thank you for your observations, but Miss Althea informed me it was not quite...proper for polite company?” she finished with a sly wink at the old codger Who grinned with a nod.

“Oh, thank you my dear, and she is quite right, I do sometimes forget myself, Miss Piper, I do apologize if any offense was taken, but when these old eyes take in such a lovely vision, I can not stay mute.” the patriarch waxed poetic.

“In other words my dear, things tend to fly out of his mouth without breaks.” Althea deadpanned.

Piper barked out a guffaw, covering her muzzle with her paws.

“Oh? I thought that was what I said?” Fredric finished with a wonderfully friendly grin.

“Moving right along my dear, let me introduce you to the rest of the brood.” Althea clucked taking the Raccoon under her wing and shuttling her over to meet the rest of the family.

“This is my son Adam and his wife Lillian; their twins Lucian and Alyssa.” Indicating the six year old twins “...And my Daughter Suzy, and her fiancée Gavin Stone...”

“Ya know Max, that gal of yours is quite special, for Althea to take such an interest in someone she has just met, she's usually a bit more… reserved. Good show, she's quite a catch if I do say so myself, and here I thought Franny was a steal. Where do you find such fascinating morphs my friend?”

“Clean living and vitamins?” Max shrugged, “Honestly, I ran into Piper when out on one of my day walks people watching, she caught my eye and I snapped a quick pic, we got to talking and things sort of took off from there.” Max explained. Franny came up taking refreshment orders.

“This mouse brews a fantastic pot of traditional Indian chi, served Properly.” Max said with emphases.

“Oh than I must sip this moseys ambrosial fluids!” the old man said with a lilt and a wink. Franny's eyes went wide her ears pinking shooting a quick glance at her master who gave her a small nod with a twitch of the corner of his mouth. Franny grinned.

“Thank you good sir, quite a compliment to my...Tea brewing skills, but certain blends take advanced notice to serve properly. Might I suggest the Chi for now?” She trilled looking completely innocent. Frederick blushed slightly at the mouses doubly-ontondre and chuckled shaking his head.

“Sorry my dear, I probably deserved that. Its just festive occasions bring out the scamp in me, I suppose.” he smiled reaching out to pat her paw. She smiled up at him.

“Quite alright Mister Farmen, no harm done, it is a rather festive occasion, and some levity is to be expected. Let me get you some tea.” She turned and sashayed off one hip at a time much to the delight of the two men.

“That morph is amazing! was...was she actually, Flirting with me?” He asked his host. Max smiled.

“That all depends, Fred... Were You, Flirting with her?” Max asked him with a wink.

a look of shock scampered across the old mans countenance as he brought his hand to his mouth.

“I...I really don't know? You know I never take myself too seriously, it's what keeps me young.” Fredric smiled, patting Max on the back.

“Come with me a moment, would you please?” Max said leading his guest into the formal portrait studio so they could talk more freely. Closing the door with a click, he turned to the family patriarch.

“Fred, your conversation touches on some interesting topics Not often discussed in open company. Let me ask you, have you ever bedded a morph?” Max asked without any hint of judgment. The old man just stood there looking almost pole-axed. Max moved over to the pull down backdrops giving the man time to acclimate to the question.

“Don't worry Fred, it's no judgment call here, I'd just like your honest answer, because sometimes the truth is not the fantasy. And sometimes, it's better.” He said with a smile pulling down a traditional pearl gray often used for formal work. Fred slowly made his way over to the photographer.

“You....You mean you...have?” he asked in an astonished whisper.

“I shall neither confirm, nor deny it until I hear your honest opinion on that subject.” Max gave an enigmatic smile his eyes twinkling in the studio lights.

“Oh-ho! Is that how it's going to be, eh?” The old man chuckled looking around the studio to make sure they were alone.

“You have to understand my boy... Back in my day it was strictly _ N ot _ done, or at least that was the social taboo. One does not lay with animals.” Fred held up his hand to forestall the protest. “I know, I know, Morphs are not truly 'animals'; nor are they human. Sure, we could be friends with them, work together, even attend social gatherings like sporting events. And it's true they had their own sections called 'Preferential _S eating_', but there was this societal invisible wall that was meant to keep us from... 'mixing'.” the older gentleman started to pace...

“Now I'm Not saying it didn't happen, hell some hoodlums saw it as a free pass to do all manor of violations on the poor things!” Fred paused shuddering a moment at a rather vivid memory.

“I musta been about sixteen, coming home from working third shift at the war plant, I was big for my age, ya see, when I heard this, moan... there was this pretty little Skunkette morph gal, she'd been worked over pretty good by a gang of hoodlums. I think all she had left were her gloves and socks, I bundled her up in my trench coat and brought her home to see if I could tend to her. She looked like a bad version of that old newspaper riddle 'What's Black And White, And Red All Over' honestly, I had no idea if there was anything I could do other than clean her up keep her warm and do my best to make her comfortable. My boyscout first aid could only take me so far. Mama didn't approve, at first. But I reminded her bout the 'Good Samaritan', and how I felt it was only right to try and help. Well she did recover after a spell.” Fred paused taking a seat on the park bench sitting with his elbows on his knees. Seeming lost in memory before continuing his tale.

“Her name was Suzy, and mama just came to adore the little thing, despite being almost my own age. And having a build like Franny out there. Well she became like a member of the family. And on her sixteenth birthday... She slipped into my room late that night intent on rewarding her Saviour....” Fred sighed heavily.

“Gods honest truth, I couldn't resist her, and a very deep lonely part of me didn't want to try...”

Max sat next to the man placing a hand on his shoulder. “Any regrets then?”

“Not a one. And for the life of me, I can't tell you why not. She was so loving and Grateful, it broke my heart that she had been so terribly abused the way she had, and found a loving family to call home. I mean at first, it Felt wrong, but that was just social conditioning. But having her there in my bed, it just felt 'right' some how.” Frederick Farmen looked into the photographer’s eyes seeking... understanding? Acceptance? Anything? For this was a revelation he had not even shared with his own wife.

Max smiled. “You loved her, didn't you?”

“I guess, in my own special way, I did... She felt sooo wonderful to sleep with, all that soft lush fur.”

“So what happened?” Max asked at the heavy sigh, dread crept across his perceptions.

“Well... eventually, mama found out... and she through quite a tizzy. It started with shouting and cussing. Up to that point I'd Never in my life heard a woman use language that would make a sailor blush, but Mama must have had it packed away in a special sack somewhere. I Swear it should have been able to peel paint. But damn if Suzy didn't give as good as she got!” Fred chuckled at the memory.

“It was a regular donnybrook, a true knock-down-drag-out brawl! Suzy showed amazing restraint considering she had teeth and claws at her disposal as well as a rather potent stink bomb in her lovely rear end.” the old man sighed heavily shaking his head before continuing his story.

“I knew it was over when mama grabbed the large kitchen knife... That look of pure terror on Suzy's face is something I think I will see to my dieing day. And I knew there was nothing I could do at that point to stop her. Mama was intent on killing this lovely morph. For the unforgivable 'sin' of freely sharing her son's bed. At that moment I could see the pack of hoodlums surrounding her. And she did the only thing she could facing a life or death situation... she turned tail and blasted mama point blank with every drop of skunk musk she could squeeze out. Then ran out the back door never to be seen again.” the old man fell silent with a heavy sigh.

“And you never again had any other, encounters?” Max asked.

“I didn't dare... Mama didn't talk ta me for almost three months and when she did she grabbed the knife slammed it into the table in front of me and said, 'It. Never. Happened.', and if she ever again caught me 'associating' with another morph, she would publicly disown me! but to this day I still have a special place in my heart for her wherever she is.”

“I am truly sorry for your loss, yet you experienced first hand the kind of prejudice that 'associating' with morphs can bring. Both Piper and Franny are very dear to me. And I like to think that we are more than just good friends and... Associates.” Max winked, Frederick grinned with dawning comprehension.

“You, my good man, are incredibly fortunate! Congratulations my boy.” He crowed slapping Max on the back just as Franny entered the studio with two cups of tea in hand.

“And speaking of associates, here is the lovely Franny.” Frederick sat, openly admiring the lovely lemony cream mouse as she drew near. Franny cocked a look at Max who nodded.

“Nostalgia and memories of a lost love my dear.” Frederick chuckled sadly, gratefully accepting the mouses offering. Franny Smiled warmly.

“Wonderful tea my dear. Fragrant, just the right balance of sweet and creamy.” Frederick nodded to the mouse, turning slightly bestowing Max with a knowing wink, “Much like someone once dear to me.” he chuckled imbibing his restorative cup of memories.

“Well, it is always nice having you here Mister Farmen. your family just so livens up the place, your children are wonderful and your grandchildren are such a delight.” Franny paused turning to Max, “...and Yes, Piper has them completely charmed as well.” the mouse said with a smile.

“Pardon me, miss Allgood, I realize this may be a rather odd and out of place request to make of you, but I was wondering, would it be permissible to get a hug from you my dear?” the older gentlemen asked looking slightly up at the mouse standing before him.

Franny gave a flick of a glance at Max who smiled his permission, and the lovely lemony cream mouse stepped into his arms trilling softly as she melted into the mans warm embrace. Frederick inhaled deeply of her personal musk, that reminded him of flowers and citrus. And sighed deeply with content truly getting lost in the moment drawn from one cherished memory to another.

“Ahhh, Lovely, thank you my dear. Please pardon this old-fashioned fellow, but you are indeed as your name implies, All Good. I just wish to let you know how much I have admired you over the years, you have been seeing to us when we drop by, a consummate professional, and wonderful warm welcoming hostess.” he smiles seeming back to his jubilant self. Franny caressed his cheek and ran her paw along his jawline. Smiling down at the Farmen Patriarch.

“Mister Farmen, I believe you have been around long enough to understand certain aspects of morph culture, and that of the Rites, yes?” she asks, his eyes went wide, he nodded for her to continue.

“These days it doesn't mean what it once did, but the undercurrents still run deep. I have been here for three years and last night... Max took the required steps and fully laid claim to this very lonely lemony mouse who is so amazingly content. This changes things. I feel, and have felt things from you in the past. Never anything untoward, but almost...a longing? An echo of a long lost memory perhaps?” Franny paused. Frederick's jaw dropped and he nodded, his trembling hands slowly reaching to her once more. Placing his hands lightly on her hips.

“Indeed, I pray it has never made you uncomfortable in the past my dear?” the patriarch stammered.

“No, good sir, it left me at a loss how I could possibly be of service to you is all. Perhaps now with my new status, I may be in a better position to let you actually ' __sip this mouses ambrosial fluids' if it may be your wish to do so at some point. I would consider it both an honor and pleasure to grant you that privilege.” she leaned in and lightly kissed his balding forehead in benediction.

Frederick reverently drew her into another hug placing his nose between her breasts inhaling her personal citrus musk, sighing.

“My dear sweet mousy, that would be quite a blessing to bestow. Perhaps we should schedule a time to discuss this without the others around. And I offer you my heartfelt thanks in advance, for you miss Allgood are a true rarefied treasure.” Mr Farmen paused, wiping a tear from his eye. “So, Are we about ready out there?”

“And in here as well.” Max added, You just relax, I will bring in the brood,” He said with a nod as the two of them seemed to need another few minutes.

“Thank you Mister B.” Franny nodded with a grateful smile. “Mister Farmen...”

“Please, Franny, Call Me Fred?” he asked, the mouse smiled.

“Okay, Fred it is. But only in casual company though, wouldn't want to break decorum, now would we?” she grinned with a friendly wink that seemed to so charm this older man.

“Indeed, indeed. Please pardon me for interrupting such a throughly charming mousy.”

“Thank you Fred.” Franny paused. “Under the rites I now belong to Mister B. and that actually opens up possibilities that were heretofore unavailable to me, to us.” she paused. “I suspect you have loved a morph in your past. Probably in your youth. And now, in the twilight years of your life, seek to possibly recapture a bit of that with another, Yes?” she asked, her green eyes seeming to glow in the overhead studio lighting.

Frederick swallowed hard. “Indeed, indeed, she had a build much like you my dear, though she was a lovely Skunkette. I was Sixteen, it began with tragedy, it was wonderful while it lasted, and alas, it ended in tragedy.” he sighed “Perhaps I shall tell you the story when we can speak more freely.”

“I am so sorry for your loss Fred, and look forward to hearing of your happy time with a morph.” the mouse squeezed his shoulder and moving over to the camera just as the studio door opened and the rest of the folks entered like a jovial invading army. Franny beamed happily waving to the grandkids who rushed over for hugs from the lemony mouse.

“Miss Franny!” they chorused as she drew them into her arms.

“Lucian, Alyssa, My you two are growing like little trees! Getting bigger every time I see you! are you both excited to have your portraits done today?” The mouse asks the pair of six year olds.

“Yes Ma'am!” they answer in unison then giggled “We always have a fun time when we are here!”

“That's wonderful” Franny went down on one knee whispering conspiratorially. “Annnd, if you are really good, and your mommy says it's okay, when we finish up, you can each have one of my special little cheese wheels as a reward.”

“YAY!” the twins cheered. Franny looked at Adam and his wife Lillian with a wink they smiled back fully in on this happy little conspiracy as the children made their way back to their parents for permission.

Adam made his way over to her, a grin on his face. “Thank you Miss Allgood, it is a brilliant solution to keep those scamps under control.”

“Quite alright Mister Farmen it is an exciting time for them and if I can offer a little treat that may induce good behavior, it's harmless enough. Besides, it's a high quality Cheddar! And they have shown they can appreciate some of the finer things in life.” she smiled with a wink.

“Oh indeed. We try and introduce them to all manor of culinary wonders and help them appreciate as many tasty things as they can in this life.” he said proudly.

“A very wise way to bring up those two wonderful children.” Franny beamed at them.

“You really do love kids, don't you ma'am?” Adam asked Franny who nodded wistfully.

“Children are special, I cherish them all. Which makes my job here that much more enjoyable.” she sighed knowing she would never be able to bare Mr B's kids.

“Well both You and Miss Piper are amazing with them, and it is always a pleasure to bring them by for a visit.” Adam said seeing the Raccoon conversing with her sister and her fiancée.

“Thank you, Piper was a new addition, and one of the most amazing morphs I have ever met. She has become a dear friend and confidant, and we work so seamlessly together that the place just hums like a well oiled machine.” The mouse said proudly watching Max direct the family into their places for the first set of pictures.

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After seeing the convivial clan on their way, Franny gave a happy, contented sigh.

“So... It seems Fred has taken a shine to you my dear?” Max observed.

“At least now I understand where those longing looks were coming from. I never would have pegged him for a morph lover though, he is a member of the 'Country Club set', usually those are the ones that tend to look down their noses at us morphs. Oh sure, we were good enough to work for them in a domestic service roll, or maintain the property, but heaven forbid someone ever taking an active interest in us aside from the occasional use as a fuck toy when the more randy male youth come of age...” Franny huffed. “But he is just so... sweet and loving, he mentioned having an encounter with a sweet skunkettte when he was sixteen that apparently ended tragically, the poor guy.”

“Yes, apparently his mother found out and did not approve and tried to murder the poor gal in front of him.” Max nodded sadly, Franny looked horrified. Max drew her into a hug. “Which is why, Franny, if you wish to provide some 'comfort' to Fred, than you have my permission to do so. He's a very good guy and I don't think he would intentionally do any harm to you.”

“Thank you Master B, and I actually do wish to give him some more fond memories... he's very kind. And such an outrageous Flirt!” she said with a giggle.

“Well I can tell you Your little doubly-ontondre really floored him the way you walked off one hip at a time really got his attention. I guess he never figured you would flirt back with such a vengeance. I loved it, he asked if you were actually flirting with him, I simply grinned and asked if he were flirting with you?”

“Well, I didn't think there would be any harm in flirting back just a little, being such a festive occasion and all, did I step out of line, Master?” She asked looking up at Max. He held her at arms length and shook his head.

“No miss Allgood I think you handled the situation perfectly. It was all in fun, no harm, no foul, it's all good the shoot went off without a hitch, even the twins behaved themselves. So I count that as a win.”

Franny breathed a sigh of relief just as the studio phone rang, and she stepped over to answer it.

“Brierwood Studios, how may we be of service?” she replied Dropping into her professional receptionist mode. Scribbling down a note, “Ah, yes... Certainly! I see, if you can hold a moment, I can transfer you to Mr Brierwood?” The mouse looked at Max handing him the note it read:

Porn King Wants A Meeting Tonight?

Max nodded and Franny handed him the phone.

“Hey Gill sure... When and where?...BrewMasters downtown... Eight o'clock? Yeah. We can make that. Who now? Okay I'll ask. See ya there....Thanks Gill.” Max handed the phone back to Franny as Piper came up placing a hand on his hip.

“That Was Gill, he wanted to go out for a beer and hear how I managed to snag you both, wanted to try and talk Piper into a 'floor to ceiling' screen test, whatever the heck that is?” Max chuckled

“Probably wants ta see iffin the carpet matches the draips, shug.” Piper commented and everyone laughed.

“Are you up to tagging along franny? Sounds like it could get a bit wild.” Max asked concerned for his mousey.

“Thank you Max, I've learned over the years that Gill Thompson is best taken in small doses. He is just a tad bit too over-the-top for me. So, if you please I'd rather decline the invitation.” the mouse said with a nod.

“Fine with me love, I suspect that the Grayson shoot will be difficult enough to get through without any after effects of a night out with the porn king.” he said turning to his Raccoon.

“As for you, Love Bandit, it will be an evening out with the porn king dress as 'festively' as you feel comfortable. The BrewMasters is as one might suspect, a brewpub watering hole downtown. good food and great beer if you like craft beer, Gil will be 'off the clock' so expect him to be even more 'himself' Think not quite a roadhouse, but not fine dining ether.”

“Well, sounds like I should get my 'steppin out duds' on and we can go have us a good Old time!”

Piper chirped heading upstairs. The sound of the bell over the door drew Max's attention.

Standing in his doorway were a high school couple, Max smiled and bade them enter.

The young man was in his football letterman jacket and was holding hands with a lovely Skunkette in jeans and a ruffled top.

“Um, excuse me Sir, I know it's late and all, but we were wondering if you think it would be alright to have a set of portraits done, Maybe Friday?” he asked, the Skunkette nodded with a rather nervous smile. Max welcomed them putting them at ease.

“Certainly; that would be wonderful, My name is Max, and my receptionist Franny here can set that up for you both. And don't worry son, I have no issues with morphs. Love is love, and it is all good. You are both welcome here.” Max grinned, they both gave a great sigh of relief as they stepped up to Franny's desk with a smile as the Skunkette looked about.

“Thank you Sir, some people still seem to have a problem with morphs and humans being more than...” he paused looking into the chocolate brown eyes of the Skunkette on his arm. The love shining in their eyes was clear to see.

“Now that is what I like to see.” Max commented and the young couple looked inquisitive.

“That kind of love really shines through when photographing it. I think you are going to be really happy when you see the final result.” Max beamed proudly.

“Thank you Sir, My name is James Randell and this is my girlfriend Loretta Zimmer.

“Pleased to meet you Mr Randell, Miss Zimmer, high school Sweethearts hmm?” Max smiled with a wink.

Loretta blushed nodding “Despite my best effort to the contrary, Jim just would Not give up on me, and I am ever so thankful he didn't.” she murred nuzzling him. “Brierwood Studios has a very good reputation in the overall community as being morph friendly, I wasn't sure how you would feel about uh, 'mixed' couples. But thought you would be our best chance to get some pictures done.”

“Thank you my dear that is good to know, I like to think of myself as an equal opportunity photographer. If you would please step over to the consultation area we can give you some ideas.” Max said as he seated them. “Now, if I may ask, who ' __C_ onquested'_ whom here?”

James gasped and Loretta squeaked in shock.

“Don't worry kids it's as plain as the lovely stripes on your tail my dear. And in my mind it's a good thing.” they once more breathed a sigh of relief looked at each other and smiled.

“Well sir, it was sort of mutual...” The Skunkette smiled.

“And wonderful.” the human added.

“and ever so worth it.” Loretta finished up.

Franny came over with the photo albums “And you are sooo right I never thought it could be this good.” The mouse said showing the Skunk her pendant. She gasped and hugged the mouse close cooing in delight. Max turned to the young man and handed him a card from the Dungeon master's Emporium.

“You can get your ladylove her own pendent unless you have already exchanged a token between you. Mention my name and James will give you a good deal. He's the North American Badger dressed in black leather.”

“Thank you sir, we haven't really done anything official yet, as it both kinda took us by surprise, but we are both incredibly happy and thank you very much for being so understanding and supportive. I know it shouldn't matter. Now I know what they mean when they say love is blind. She is going to Cornish College on an arts scholarship and I have a full ride to U Dub, so we will still be local and hopefully be able to share a place and life together. and we wanted some portraits to commemorate this event.

“Then you have come to the right place, I hope your lives are filled with happiness and joy.” Max congratulated the mated pair.

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