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Olga's got it handled.


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Characters © respective owners", "writing": "ABCs Mini Stories 2025\nF – Feminisation\n\nFeminising Noel\n\nWritten by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)\nCommissioned by Noel\n\n\n“What the…”\n\nOlga muttered under her breath as the porcupine pawed through the drawer, turning over a tube of lip gloss in her paw. That wasn’t something she expected to find in Noel’s room, but maybe one of the otter’s dates had left something over? It was not unheard of.\n\nMaybe it was Olga’s fault, on the other hand, as the dark-furred porcupine’s quills bristled. She had only been looking for a phone cable her roommate had borrowed from her, but Olga had not found it. In fact, she’d uncovered something far more interesting when it came to the otter.\n\nFor the large drawer in the full-size chest of drawers held far more than the promise of a phone cable to charge up her device, filled to the brim with underwear that didn’t look like it should have belonged to a guy. Not that Olga was there to judge – but the porcupine was most certainly there to find out what he was up to!\n\nThere was far more lingerie – and makeup too – in there than even Olga felt she owned, but that wasn’t always the sort of thing the porcupine was into. She preferred things that were more comfortable, or even a little more expensive to best highlight her muscled, fit physique. She pooled a few compacts containing eye shadow in her left paw, while a smirk pulled at her lips.\n\nSo, this is what you’re into…\n\nAt least, that was what Olga assumed. Her smirk deepened wickedly as she pulled out a matching set of pink lingerie, the bra on the top soft and delicate, slipping through her fingers lightly. It would have looked out of place on her, or so the porcupine thought, but the otter had the lithe frame needed for such things.\n\nDespite everything, knowing she was a bit of a wild card, the otter could never have expected to find Olga sitting on his bed with his lingerie laid out, neatly, on the bed beside her.\n\n“Agh! Olga!” He slammed the bedroom door shut behind him, his cheeks heating up beneath his golden coat of fur, not that it could at all hide his embarrassment. “What are you doing in here? Did I…leave something in the washing machine?”\n\nHe shook his head and made as if to scurry past the porcupine and snatch up the “offending” items on the bed, but Olga only crossed one leg over the other. The lifting of her leg blocked his path, her bare hind paw sticking out in front of him.\n\n“Seems a certain otter is a bad boy too,” she chuckled throatily, looking up at him without an ounce of intimidation in her frame. “Who could have known this was what you were getting up to when I was out?”\n\nNoel gave a grunting chuff, a very otter-like noise, and stepped around her. Still, all it took was Olga standing to once again block his way, her broader shoulders giving him pause.\n\n“I… Look, Olga, this really isn’t something I wanted to share,” he said, though his voice shook lightly. “I don’t know how you found all this, but it’s my thing and I never intended for you to find out.”\n\nHe defaulted to an almost more formal way of speaking, which was not at all in keeping with his usual lexicon, though squirming on the spot while she fixed him with a steely yet amused stare did him no better either. Olga sighed, as if making a point, leaning back on one hand. The change in position had the effect of pushing her chest out a little and, against himself, Noel’s eyes dropped to her breasts.\n\n“I see you looking…” She murmured, almost as if she was losing interest in him. “And you’ll pay for that. Strip. You’re wearing too much.”\n\nThe otter blinked at her.\n\n“You can’t be serious.”\n\n“Oh, but I am. Go on then, put on a little show for me,” Olga goaded him. “Or I’ll tell everyone about your little stash here, though it’s really not so little…”\n\nNoel froze, blood chilling.\n\n“You didn’t… Olga, that’s not fair! What’ve I done to you?”\n\nThe porcupine raised an eyebrow, though his eyes wandered to her breasts in the crop top and her high-leg, workout shorts. She looked good, but that was no reason to just go along with whatever the porcupine wanted.\n\nThen…why did he feel so warm inside, as if a part of him was leaning in towards Olga even then? He shook himself, taking a half-step back. Without even thinking about what he was doing, following that subtle, warm pulse echoing through his body, he raised his paws, pulling his T-shirt up and over his head.\n\n“Hah, you’ll have to do better than that,” Olga pushed him. “And the bottoms too… Then you can model this fetching set for me.”\n\nHis gaze flicked longingly to the lingerie on the bed and Olga surveyed him, taking everything in. She just had to push him a little, testing where his boundaries were – and then seeing where they really were. Maybe she was doing it all for her own amusement, but was that really such a bad thing? The otter, technically, could leave at any time. Even if she had said she’d tell everyone about his lingerie and make up if he didn’t do as she said…\n\nWell, she might. It was hilarious – and cute. Which suited the otter perfectly.\n\nShe watched as he pulled down his shorts, looking like he might have just come from the swimming pool, though the porcupine didn’t really care. Olga devoured the otter with her gaze as the throbbing bulge at his crotch swelled a little more, shifting as he moved. To her amusement, Noel only hesitated for a shockingly small moment before sliding down his boxer briefs too, revealing a half-hard shaft of a nice size.\n\n“Mmm, you’ll look better with something soft and lacey cupping that package,” Olga advised, as if there was no question whether or not he would agree with her. “Go on. I’ve laid them out for you.”\n\nHe squirmed.\n\n“I…” Noel turned away, rubbing his forearm as heat seared down his neck. “You… Please don’t tell anyone.”\n\n“Not if you put on those clothes like a good girl for me.”\n\nHe shivered. Damn it: why did that have to hit all the right notes for him? It was wrong and so very deliciously right all in a way that had his skin prickling and tingling. Desire ached through him, resting heavy in the pit of his stomach, and he reached for the lingerie with trembling fingers.\n\nIt went on more easily than expected, the smooth glide of the lace and silk caressing his fur like it belonged there. Doing the bra up behind his back was the most difficult part, twisting his arms up and around to do up the clasp, though Noel would only find out later that he really was making his task more difficult than it needed to be. She’d show him a better way another time, as he turned and posed for her, blushing hard. \n\nThe panties cradled his shaft and balls, though it was harder than ever for such a garment of clothing to keep his length under control. Arousal thrummed through him as if he was no more than an instrument being played, but Noel didn’t feel like he was the one doing it. He didn’t control anything, not in the slightest, and it was oddly exhilarating to hand that over to someone else, regardless of how unexpected it was.\n\n“Come on, this is enough,” he tried to protest, though he had to admit there was a lack of conviction in his tone. “You’ve had your fun.”\n\nOlga grinned, eyes widening with mock innocence.\n\n“Oh, but you’re such a pretty girl,” she cooed. “You have the body for it, Noel. Even your name is feminine.”\n\n“No… No, it isn’t.”\n\n“Good girls are quiet,” she said, meeting his gaze with such a hard stare Noel felt he had to look away. “So, do so. Come here.”\n\nHe stepped closer without really thinking about what he was doing, his eyes on her. Not on her eyes, of course, but on her body, focusing on anything he felt would keep him under control. He had to feel, at least a little, like he was in control of himself, that he commanded where his hind paws moved, even down to the throbbing need resounding through his cock. But his body ached for something he’d not yet enjoyed with someone else – not before that day.\n\nHis heart pounded and he grunted as she pulled him into her lap, sitting across her legs. A paw went up to her shoulder, balancing himself, but Olga rearranged him so his arms were around her neck loosely instead. Her legs settled flat again, no longer sitting with her legs crossed, and Olga casually palmed the otter’s bulge, indulging in his squeak.\n\n“Mmm, that’s better,” she crooned, though she merely delighted in being able to push him. “Now, a little eyeshadow, blush and fur-evener.”\n\nSome furries who had skin or scales could wear a “foundation” that provided a base layer, but that didn’t work all that well for most, considering the many different types of fur that existed. A “smoothing” formula helped fur make more even across the face, whereas other creams and powders could be applied for contouring.\n\nShe didn’t have to push him that far, however, for the experience was for Olga too and most certainly not all about Noel. Her small tail twitched, hidden where she sat on the bed, and she grinned as she gently applied, with soft brushes, a little highlight to his cheeks, showing off his cheekbones. \n\nOlga murmured as she leaned in a little, tipping him back in her arms so she could get a better angle, making sure the powder was blended around his chin and down to his neck. There was nothing tender about what she was doing, although he twitched against her, letting out a tiny, soft mewl. \n\n“See, this is much better for you,” she said, giving a casual rub to his crotch again, as if it was only an afterthought. “Now, up you get.”\n\nShe didn’t tell him what she had planned and, frankly, Noel was not sure he even wanted to find out. It didn’t seem right, not even then, but he went along with it, blushing and squirming as she had him pose for her.\n\nHer phone came out and, still, he allowed her to take photos of him, despite a part of Noel’s mind screaming that he shouldn’t let her do that, that it was all too much. It was just more blackmail for her to use against him, though even that had a tantalising, darkly alluring edge. He huffed and licked his lips, whimpering as she smacked him for it.\n\n“You’ll ruin the gloss! I’ll get a nice, pink lipstick for you next, you really don’t know your colours.”\n\nStill, every image of him was captured on the phone camera, saved to a special folder on Olga’s phone. The porcupine would not be quick to give them up, even if there was no real reason for her to do so. It may well have all happened by accident, but a door had been opened that the otter had no reason to close – at least, not yet. 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F – Feminisation

Feminising Noel

Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)
Commissioned by Noel


“What the…”

Olga muttered under her breath as the porcupine pawed through the drawer, turning over a tube of lip gloss in her paw. That wasn’t something she expected to find in Noel’s room, but maybe one of the otter’s dates had left something over? It was not unheard of.

Maybe it was Olga’s fault, on the other hand, as the dark-furred porcupine’s quills bristled. She had only been looking for a phone cable her roommate had borrowed from her, but Olga had not found it. In fact, she’d uncovered something far more interesting when it came to the otter.

For the large drawer in the full-size chest of drawers held far more than the promise of a phone cable to charge up her device, filled to the brim with underwear that didn’t look like it should have belonged to a guy. Not that Olga was there to judge – but the porcupine was most certainly there to find out what he was up to!

There was far more lingerie – and makeup too – in there than even Olga felt she owned, but that wasn’t always the sort of thing the porcupine was into. She preferred things that were more comfortable, or even a little more expensive to best highlight her muscled, fit physique. She pooled a few compacts containing eye shadow in her left paw, while a smirk pulled at her lips.

So, this is what you’re into…

At least, that was what Olga assumed. Her smirk deepened wickedly as she pulled out a matching set of pink lingerie, the bra on the top soft and delicate, slipping through her fingers lightly. It would have looked out of place on her, or so the porcupine thought, but the otter had the lithe frame needed for such things.

Despite everything, knowing she was a bit of a wild card, the otter could never have expected to find Olga sitting on his bed with his lingerie laid out, neatly, on the bed beside her.

“Agh! Olga!” He slammed the bedroom door shut behind him, his cheeks heating up beneath his golden coat of fur, not that it could at all hide his embarrassment. “What are you doing in here? Did I…leave something in the washing machine?”

He shook his head and made as if to scurry past the porcupine and snatch up the “offending” items on the bed, but Olga only crossed one leg over the other. The lifting of her leg blocked his path, her bare hind paw sticking out in front of him.

“Seems a certain otter is a bad boy too,” she chuckled throatily, looking up at him without an ounce of intimidation in her frame. “Who could have known this was what you were getting up to when I was out?”

Noel gave a grunting chuff, a very otter-like noise, and stepped around her. Still, all it took was Olga standing to once again block his way, her broader shoulders giving him pause.

“I… Look, Olga, this really isn’t something I wanted to share,” he said, though his voice shook lightly. “I don’t know how you found all this, but it’s my thing and I never intended for you to find out.”

He defaulted to an almost more formal way of speaking, which was not at all in keeping with his usual lexicon, though squirming on the spot while she fixed him with a steely yet amused stare did him no better either. Olga sighed, as if making a point, leaning back on one hand. The change in position had the effect of pushing her chest out a little and, against himself, Noel’s eyes dropped to her breasts.

“I see you looking…” She murmured, almost as if she was losing interest in him. “And you’ll pay for that. Strip. You’re wearing too much.”

The otter blinked at her.

“You can’t be serious.”

“Oh, but I am. Go on then, put on a little show for me,” Olga goaded him. “Or I’ll tell everyone about your little stash here, though it’s really not so little…”

Noel froze, blood chilling.

“You didn’t… Olga, that’s not fair! What’ve I done to you?”

The porcupine raised an eyebrow, though his eyes wandered to her breasts in the crop top and her high-leg, workout shorts. She looked good, but that was no reason to just go along with whatever the porcupine wanted.

Then…why did he feel so warm inside, as if a part of him was leaning in towards Olga even then? He shook himself, taking a half-step back. Without even thinking about what he was doing, following that subtle, warm pulse echoing through his body, he raised his paws, pulling his T-shirt up and over his head.

“Hah, you’ll have to do better than that,” Olga pushed him. “And the bottoms too… Then you can model this fetching set for me.”

His gaze flicked longingly to the lingerie on the bed and Olga surveyed him, taking everything in. She just had to push him a little, testing where his boundaries were – and then seeing where they really were. Maybe she was doing it all for her own amusement, but was that really such a bad thing? The otter, technically, could leave at any time. Even if she had said she’d tell everyone about his lingerie and make up if he didn’t do as she said…

Well, she might. It was hilarious – and cute. Which suited the otter perfectly.

She watched as he pulled down his shorts, looking like he might have just come from the swimming pool, though the porcupine didn’t really care. Olga devoured the otter with her gaze as the throbbing bulge at his crotch swelled a little more, shifting as he moved. To her amusement, Noel only hesitated for a shockingly small moment before sliding down his boxer briefs too, revealing a half-hard shaft of a nice size.

“Mmm, you’ll look better with something soft and lacey cupping that package,” Olga advised, as if there was no question whether or not he would agree with her. “Go on. I’ve laid them out for you.”

He squirmed.

“I…” Noel turned away, rubbing his forearm as heat seared down his neck. “You… Please don’t tell anyone.”

“Not if you put on those clothes like a good girl for me.”

He shivered. Damn it: why did that have to hit all the right notes for him? It was wrong and so very deliciously right all in a way that had his skin prickling and tingling. Desire ached through him, resting heavy in the pit of his stomach, and he reached for the lingerie with trembling fingers.

It went on more easily than expected, the smooth glide of the lace and silk caressing his fur like it belonged there. Doing the bra up behind his back was the most difficult part, twisting his arms up and around to do up the clasp, though Noel would only find out later that he really was making his task more difficult than it needed to be. She’d show him a better way another time, as he turned and posed for her, blushing hard.

The panties cradled his shaft and balls, though it was harder than ever for such a garment of clothing to keep his length under control. Arousal thrummed through him as if he was no more than an instrument being played, but Noel didn’t feel like he was the one doing it. He didn’t control anything, not in the slightest, and it was oddly exhilarating to hand that over to someone else, regardless of how unexpected it was.

“Come on, this is enough,” he tried to protest, though he had to admit there was a lack of conviction in his tone. “You’ve had your fun.”

Olga grinned, eyes widening with mock innocence.

“Oh, but you’re such a pretty girl,” she cooed. “You have the body for it, Noel. Even your name is feminine.”

“No… No, it isn’t.”

“Good girls are quiet,” she said, meeting his gaze with such a hard stare Noel felt he had to look away. “So, do so. Come here.”

He stepped closer without really thinking about what he was doing, his eyes on her. Not on her eyes, of course, but on her body, focusing on anything he felt would keep him under control. He had to feel, at least a little, like he was in control of himself, that he commanded where his hind paws moved, even down to the throbbing need resounding through his cock. But his body ached for something he’d not yet enjoyed with someone else – not before that day.

His heart pounded and he grunted as she pulled him into her lap, sitting across her legs. A paw went up to her shoulder, balancing himself, but Olga rearranged him so his arms were around her neck loosely instead. Her legs settled flat again, no longer sitting with her legs crossed, and Olga casually palmed the otter’s bulge, indulging in his squeak.

“Mmm, that’s better,” she crooned, though she merely delighted in being able to push him. “Now, a little eyeshadow, blush and fur-evener.”

Some furries who had skin or scales could wear a “foundation” that provided a base layer, but that didn’t work all that well for most, considering the many different types of fur that existed. A “smoothing” formula helped fur make more even across the face, whereas other creams and powders could be applied for contouring.

She didn’t have to push him that far, however, for the experience was for Olga too and most certainly not all about Noel. Her small tail twitched, hidden where she sat on the bed, and she grinned as she gently applied, with soft brushes, a little highlight to his cheeks, showing off his cheekbones.

Olga murmured as she leaned in a little, tipping him back in her arms so she could get a better angle, making sure the powder was blended around his chin and down to his neck. There was nothing tender about what she was doing, although he twitched against her, letting out a tiny, soft mewl.

“See, this is much better for you,” she said, giving a casual rub to his crotch again, as if it was only an afterthought. “Now, up you get.”

She didn’t tell him what she had planned and, frankly, Noel was not sure he even wanted to find out. It didn’t seem right, not even then, but he went along with it, blushing and squirming as she had him pose for her.

Her phone came out and, still, he allowed her to take photos of him, despite a part of Noel’s mind screaming that he shouldn’t let her do that, that it was all too much. It was just more blackmail for her to use against him, though even that had a tantalising, darkly alluring edge. He huffed and licked his lips, whimpering as she smacked him for it.

“You’ll ruin the gloss! I’ll get a nice, pink lipstick for you next, you really don’t know your colours.”

Still, every image of him was captured on the phone camera, saved to a special folder on Olga’s phone. The porcupine would not be quick to give them up, even if there was no real reason for her to do so. It may well have all happened by accident, but a door had been opened that the otter had no reason to close – at least, not yet. He flustered and fussed as she posed him, bossing him around to get him to turn first one way and then the other, all while his cock twitched and leaked pre-cum.

Once she’d taken all the photos she wanted of him, Olga rubbed his shaft through the lingerie, a whimper on the otter’s lips. The pink bra with an under-bust, corset-like, designed for flatter chests and working very well for him, hugged his body while the matching panties squeezed gently around his cock and balls. They had no hope of containing him, even then, but the porcupine was not concerned about that.

He whimpered, feminised and cowed, as Olga rubbed his shaft, his body too close to orgasm. But it was no longer up to him as his head swam with confusing submission, arousal swelling through.

Regardless of how it had started, the otter couldn’t wait to see where things would go…
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