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Mistakes Were Made

Chapter Four

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

10th June, 2019

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Jame's eyes widened in disbelief. He felt her soft, supple tongue, the warmth of it, the slight stickiness of her saliva...

“Nnn...not...dream - “ spoke the kangaroo, trying to enunciate the words, as she patted herself on the belly. “Me – Kaaaa...”

“Kanga – your name...is Kanga.” James whispered, still in shock and disbelief.

Blinking, Kanga nodded her head, then smiled at him nervously. “Kan...Kanga, me!”

“Yes, you're Kanga - “ Stephen repeated, before he shook his head. “You...you're really – here? Now? You're...real?”

Shyly, he reached out and Kanga trembled, before he placed his hand lightly on her cheek, feeling the very real fur. His fingers were like a feathers touch, as he carefully reached up and stroked one of her ears.

“Real!” Kanga nodded.

“How...”

Kanga frowned, then tilted her head, before she blinked slowly, obviously confused.

“Chri...master – he – he...” Kanga stammered, before tears welled up in her eyes. “He...no come back...”

“No, you poor, lost creature – I'm – I'm sorry Kanga, no...Christopher can't come back.”'

“He...he was - “ Kanga sniffled, as she rubbed at her eyes with the back of her paws.

“You and he – you – oh this is difficult, how do I explain it? You and he – when he was young...you – mated with him...”

Kanga frowned, then nodded. “He...was first, our first...time - “

James stared incredulously at her, unable to believe how honest and open Kanga was, she showed not the slightest hint of shame or even guilt, at making love too his grandfather, back when he was a young teenager.

“It was...he loved me – he would...” Kanga paused, trying to find the right words

“I...think I understand Kanga - “ James shuddered. “He...he used you...he I mean, when you...you weren't like – this – he used you as...well, as a toy...to relieve his sexual frustration.”

“He...used me?” Kanga blinked, her eyes becoming half lidded.

She might not know – Jame's mind whispered. Be careful...

“Kanga – he...you, I don't know how...how can you even...be alive? How can a plush kangaroo toy, stuffed with polyester and with glass for eyes and...”

Kanga stared at him, the confusion mingling with her sadness, as she stared, her muzzle hanging open slightly.

“He...I am – not toy, I real!” Kanga suddenly snapped, then to empathise, she slammed a long hind foot on the timber floor. “Master, he mated me – many times...I – loved him, he loved me – he told me we – be together...”

She's confused, misguided and – gods help her – she doesn't realise the truth...

“Kanga, please, listen to me...” James spoke softly, taking her quivering paws in his hands and tenderly holding them. “You...you're – you're real, yes, I know that – but you...it's not possible! He – he was a man, like me! He could not – have -”

Kanga blinked in confusion, conflict starting to fill her mind.

“Master mated me – many times – he...loved me, showed me...”

Go easy on her... Jame's mind whispered.

“Kanga, please – listen to me!” James insisted, gently squeezing her paws in his hands. “It – it's not...physically...possible to, well, to mate with a kangaroo doe...”

Kanga frowned, before she looked up at him, then a weak smile curled the edges of her furred lips.

“You think I'm a normal...kangaroo?” Kanga laughed quietly.

*

For an hour, Kanga and James become better acquainted, him testing her intelligence, finding her to be smarter than he realised, whilst she began to bond with him, at one stage, gently holding him with her paws and sniffing and licking him, tasting his sweat, his scent imprinting on her mind. He learned a lot about her, as Kanga happily let him explore her body – within reason – him stroking, petting and caressing her, whilst she reciprocated the affections with gentle nuzzles and licks.

*

“Well, as fun as this is Kanga - “ James sighed. “I'm getting awfully hungry, and seeing as I can't find a way out of this attic...the hatch is stuck and - “

Kanga frowned, then crawled over to the hatch, looking down at it, before she snorted and stamped her left foot on it twice, paused then thrice more.

“Try it now.”

Steven blinked, before he walked over and with little effort, the hatch sprung open.

“How, I don't even...” James began.

“I know...” Kanga chuckled behind him, before James shrieked as he felt Kanga's strong legs propelled into his back...

*

When he woke, he was sprawled on the deer skin rug before the fireplace, in the lounge room, naked as the day he was born. His skin prickled under the warmth of the fire, and he groggily shook his head, as he tried to sit up. A long, slender foot pressed against his chest and pushed him back down firmly.

“Uh huh - “ Kanga spoke quietly, then laughed softly – a hint of threat in her voice.

“How...how did I - “ James gasped.

With a roll of her shoulders, Kanga dismissed his question, before she clasped the bottle of scotch between her paws gripping it as best she could and took a swallow of the fiery liquid.

“Ooh - “ Kanga giggled as she swallowed, then took another deep drink, before she rocked slightly and let the bottle fall from her paws.

It landed with a thud, then rolled across the floor, as Kanga swayed a bit, then rubbed at her eyes and shook her head.

“Kanga – what...what are you doing?” James yelped, as Kanga laughed and rocked again, before she shuddered and turned her head slowly to look at him.

“Nothing...why?” Kanga hiccuped, then giggled, her eyes becoming half-lidded. “Ooh...”

“Hey, come on, fun is fun and all that - “ James began, then Kanga wobbled on her hind legs, before dropping to a crouch and crawling over to him, then straddling his legs, resting her paws on his naked belly, gazing down at him with a very unfriendly look in her eyes.

“Fun?” Kanga breathed, her breath reeking of the scotch, as she raised both eyebrows inquisitively. “What a wonderful idea...”

To Be Continued...