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One was a vampire bat named Jimmy Lee Darrell. The female was a kangaroo named Carrie Leacher. They stood in a firm and increasingly sexual embrace with her back pressed against the wall. He had his jeans unbuttoned and pushed down to his knees. His erection rubbed against her thong. They remained locked in a passionate kiss as she massaged his ten-inch cock. Ding!\n\nThey had reached the fourth floor of a large apartment complex. They broke their embrace to begin their trek to his apartment. The light of the breaking dawn shone dimly through the black curtains of his Victorian-Gothic loft apartment as they entered. This dark but classically decorated attic was the home of Jimmy Lee Darrell. He locked the door as soon they were in. He led her to his bedroom which was even more of a sight to behold. Among the many Gothic-themed accoutrements, the most decadent was a king-sized bed with blood red sheets and black mahogany framework. She promptly stripped her clothing and sat on the edge instantly making herself comfortable in the middle as she awaited her lover. He stepped out of his jeans and boxers and he pounced on her. She laughed her lovely Australian laugh. He kissed her on her muzzle, then her neck, her breasts, her nipples even her belly around the opening of her pouch. He made it down to her vulva. He stuck his long bat tongue in her already moist folds. She spread her legs wider to allow him easier access. She laughed as he rubbed her feet. His tongue reached that little hole at the end of her passage. She bucked hard as this happened sucking in air through her teeth. He withdrew as soon as he felt her peak rising. He climbed upon her and kissed her. He grabbed his cock and directed it towards her. He prodded her gently and with encouragement from her claws on his back he penetrated her. Carrie held her great, big, sexy bat as he thrust into her. It took no time at all for him to reach her cervix. She spoke encouragement to him the way only an Aussie could.\n\n“Oh, yeah! Yeah! That’s right, babe! Fuck me! You fuck me hard and you do not puss out! Ya hear me!?”\n\nOf course, he heard her and obeyed. She moaned at the feel of him repeatedly withdrawing his ten all the way to the tip and then plunging the whole length back in. He caressed her sides as their bellies pressed together. He kissed her as he put one hand on her cheek, her nipples were hard enough to cut glass by now. His pulse quickened. He felt hot juices pouring from her as she climaxed. His toes curled. his back straightened. His tongue flopped out. His testicles swelled. She scratched his chest as he came inside her. His moans filled the room as he spurt more and more of his potent seed. She stared up at him through the afterglow of their sex. She could still feel his seed flowing though her body. His phone rang snapping them out of their combined reverie. He reached over, not wanting to leave her warmth yet. He answered it.\n\n“Yello? You have reached the residence of Jimmy Lee Darrell and how may I help you? Mm-hm, mm-hm. Oh, you don’t say. Well, that is just fascinatin’. Ok, buh-bye.”\nHe placed the phone back on the hook and said to his girlfriend.\n“That was Jerry. He’s ordered a meetin' up in Waco. A few low-levels got themselves killed.”\nCarrie smiled as he slid off of her to get dressed.\n“Oh, yay! Another fun-filled day lies ahead of us then?”\n\nMeanwhile, in a large mansion at the far end of Ocean Drive, (where all the rich people with the fancy houses in Corpus Christi lived.) A young-looking iguana came into one of the bedrooms (a very pink one) and sprang open all the curtains, stirring the one single occupant of the room. This was the residence of Jill Prescott, 22, [a ferret] daughter of millionaire bachelor, James Prescott, who was one of the most successful businessmen in South Texas. Here she lived with her father, her brother, James Jr., and her adopted sister, Isabella. (Her mother was a family friend of the Prescotts who became gravely ill when Isa was still very young; on her death bed she made Mr. Prescott promise to always take care of her daughter and always treat her as family.) Her mother [Jill’s] had died while giving birth to her baby brother. (He’s 20 but she still likes to call him “Baby Brother”.) She hesitantly stirred from her rest, fighting back the urge to curse her sister for so rudely interrupting her latest dream of her hero in black.\n\n“Oh! I was just getting to the good part!” She whined.\n\nShe searched underneath her queen-sized deluxe canopy bed for her slippers. After achieving this minor task, she shuffled ever so “gracefully” over to her vanity mirror.\n\n“Ew!! Nesthead!” She shuddered.\n\nShe beckoned her reptilian sister to escort her to the bathroom. Isabella, as she had done many times before, complied. As Jill death-stared her mussed-up fur, Isa quickly went about drawing a bath for her.\n\n“No need, I’ll just take a shower.” Jill said “A situation like this requires a do-it-yourself approach. Just stand outside until I need you.”\n\nIsa stepped out, closing the door behind her. Jill quickly shed her nightgown and stepped into the shower. She was finally able to let out a sigh of relief as the several individual drops connected with the line of her face and her breasts. She hadn’t the biggest breasts but, for a ferret, they were perfect B cups. She scrubbed a scented fur shampoo on her body from her head all the way down to the tip of her luxurious tail and her—\n\n“gasp!”\n\nher pubic fur. She felt so sensitive down there all of a sudden. Now curious, she casually teased her clit with the tip of her dainty claw. She flinched at the mere touch. She looked down to see that her cute pink nipples were poking out from her luscious breasts. She pushed up one breast and licked the nipple. She sucked on it. It became hard almost instantly. She looked into her bathroom mirror suddenly finding her own body so attractive. She began to imagine her hero in black being there with her, making love to her. Her fingers ran up her vulva at the moment she saw him penetrating her. Her insides eagerly welcomed her fingers. She knelt on the floor as her legs became weak. Her tail began to sway uncontrollably. It brushed in between her legs. She spread the lips apart and plunged deeper. She leaned forward; imagined herself being taken a way she’s always wanted. Within moments, she was seeing stars. She lay on the floor gasping through her afterglow. She turned over on her back to stare at her fingers which had become sticky now. Her bright blue eyes had a new magnificence in them.\n\nElsewhere, in the town of Waco, Jerome Marks and his posse were meeting with the lone surviving wolf from the skirmish with Jacob last night.\n\n“So, um let me get this straight. You and six of your ‘pack members’ were going about your daily business of ripping people off when what happened?”\n“I just told you! Some scary ol’ rat motherfucker took six of my guys and painted the walls with their guts last night.” said the lupine thug.\n“And just what are you expecting me to do about it, boy?”\n“I don’t know but it had better be something good. Someone expert at doing things like this is liable to be making a repeat performance.”\n“Hey! Hey! Did you happen to see just what fuckin’ weapon he was utilizin’?” Jimmy asked with excitement.\n“That’s just it! There was no fuckin’ weapon! It was all him. That rat fucker was doing all this weird assed voodoo shit; almost the same as you guys are always doin’. They were literally torn apart!”\n\nJust then, without warning, Carrie took out her snake sword and wrapped it around the wolf’s body. She pulled back tightly cutting at his sides. He knew what was coming.\n\n“No please! Oh, please dear god!”\n\nShe shocked him with over 10,000 volts of electricity. His head, heart and lungs finally burst in a spectacularly bloody display. Jerome said in a silent chuckle to her.\n\n“A little bit excessive, don’t you think, Leacher?”\nCarrie responded coldly.\n“He had wasted our valuable time, simply to tell us about how bad a night he had. Fucking dick.”\nShe walked out of the warehouse tossing her cigarette. Jimmy only had this to say.\n“Aah! Damn girl! I’m fallin’ more in love with you everyday!”\n\nA brown truck had just arrived in downtown Corpus Christi at approximately 4:30 A.M. Jacob had been awake through the whole night and was obviously starting to fall asleep. He stopped at a gas station to stretch his legs. He went inside and bought himself some energy drinks. It would at least provide him energy. He asked the clerk for any good rentals around town, preferably any good apartments. Luckily, this one clerk was able to provide Jacob with the information he needed: Weber.\n\nMeanwhile, on the second floor of that very residence, a shower was running. The shower turned off and in seconds, out came Bill Foster, 26, in a towel so small that it just barely concealed his peculiarly arranged marsupial genitals. He tiptoed over to the couch where his flat mate Jonathan Garcia, 24, was resting. He picked up the TV remote and turned on the television full blast. Jon was shocked from sleep but his fear quickly turned to embarrassment when he saw that familiar pink ‘possum nose snickering in his face.\n\n“Holy fuck! Could you have come up with something a little less asshole-ish, please?”\nHe sighed.\n“Hey easy there Sweetie, I’m just playin’ wit ya.” Bill said in his Alabama accent.\n“Yeah, yeah whatever; stop calling me that! Fuck you very much!”\n\nJon muttered as he settled back down to sleep; sneaking a little peak under his roommate’s towel when he’s not looking; licking his lips at the sight of Bill’s fine ass. That’s when he saw the time on the clock.\n\n“Oh fuck!”\n\nHe exclaimed as he got up and ran to the bathroom slamming it shut. He jumped into the shower, took off his clothes and threw them out over the curtain. It’s at this time when Bill went to set the clock back to the exact time.\n\n“Daylight Savings Time can be a real bitch, huh?”\n\nHe did a quick air guitar stance. The downstairs buzzer sounded and Bill went to answer. He opened the door and in front of him was the biggest rat he had ever seen.\n\n“Jakie, you son of a bitch!!”\n\nHe screamed in glee as he pulled Jacob over and gave him a good scritching on his scalp only stopping when his old friend squeezed and twisted his right nipple.\n\n“Ow! Titty twister!”\n\nJonathan had just gotten out of the shower when he heard the screaming downstairs and forgetting his own nudity; he picked up the nearest thing by him (a tennis racket) and practically flew down the stairs only to come upon his roommate in a purple nurple match with a strange rat. Bill and Jacob realized they weren’t alone and they each saw the squirrel in his birthday suit wielding a racket like a sword and simultaneously began laughing. Jon suddenly remembered and blushed the hardest he’d ever done. He got the last laugh, though, when a sudden gust of wind caused Bill’s towel to get blown off exposing his manhood to the whole rest of the block.\n\nBack at Prescott Manor at the far end of Ocean Drive, Jill’s looks had greatly improved from this morning. She was wearing: green, day-glo shorts with a pink tie-dyed shirt, strapless bra, dainty panties; sandals on her feet, and rose-tinted heart-shaped glasses with a sun hat, her short brown hair in a Japanese-style bun which she topped off with the absolute best perfumes and jewelry her daddy’s money could buy. Her father sat at the dining room table as always at the end closest to the foyer smoking his pipe and reading the Caller Times. Junior, her youngest sibling, was seated next to him. She smirked as she playfully hopped on his back causing him to fall over. She put on a look of innocence as he glared at her.\n\n“Jesus, Sis. What’s got into you today?”\n“That’s for telling Dad about the liquor.”\n“How did you find out-”\n“I told her.”\nTheir father spoke with a smile.\n“Dad?”\n“Well, I’d be bored this morning if otherwise.”\n\nJill’s brother stood up in a huff and walked away. She’d never seen one male walk with such confidence with hair as pink as his. Considering his muscle size, though, one would be skirting health if one disparaged his sexuality.\n\nWith one obstacle averted, Jill instantly turned her attentions on her father.\n\n“Daddy, I was just wondering if it would not be such an inconvenience if you were to let me borrow the Porsche today.”\nHe sighed as he turned the page of the newspaper.\n“What happened to your Mustang?”\nShe smiled nervously.\n“I wrecked it…”\n“Say no more.”\nHe placed the paper on the table and got up. He stopped before walking out.\n“I don’t want to have to be outliving another family member.” \nHis words hit her hard. She stopped him in the foyer and held him in embrace.\n“I love you, Father.”\n\nShe kissed her dad lightly on the cheek. He rubbed the spot on his cheek as though the kiss came from an angel; indeed, his own little angel with her mother’s courage in her eyes. As soon as he was out of sight, she unfolded her hand. She had taken his key to the Porsche. She smiled to herself. He came back down all of a sudden.\n\n“And I’ll be needing my key back, Jillian.”\n\nShe muttered under her breath as he took them from her and walked back up the stairs.\n\nShe sat in her room, skulking over her failed escape from grounding. Suddenly, her phone rang. She answered it and from the opposite end she heard a voice she hadn’t heard since two nights before.\n\n“Hey girl, check out your window; there’s a little surprise out here for you, eh.”\n\nJill looked and was overjoyed upon seeing a dark metallic blue Cadillac sitting just outside. The driver of this vehicle waved at her. She waved back.\n\n“I’ll be right out.”\n\nThen, she opened the window and climbed out. She ran up to the car and the passenger door swung open allowing her in. She got in and began to make out with the driver, her best friend and lover, Desiree Braun [a beaver], 24. The vehicle sped off into the distance. \n\nMoments later, the girls stopped in an alley, no longer able to control themselves. They stared lovingly into each other’s eyes. Desi put the parking brake on and took off her shirt, exposing her large breasts to her lover. She made a silent gesture to the backseat. In seconds, they were both together in the backseat kissing and caressing each other. They kissed as Desi slowly, gently, teasingly pulled off Jill’s top. She stared at her bra and then tried to unhook it, but, Desi had never worn one herself, declaring them too constricting, thus she did not even know how to take one off. Jill smiled as she helped her friend in this endeavor. Pretty soon, Jill was topless and getting her tits sucked by Desi. The creamy brown fur of her breasts were a great contrast with Desi's dark brown fur. Jill gasped suddenly when she felt Desiree’s webbed hand rub the folds around her vulva. The girls kissed. Jill lay back as Desi undressed the rest of their very feminine bodies. Desi paused so she could watch her sweet ferret’s naked body. Jill was enticing as mustelids usually were. Her blue eyes, her light brown hair, her perky average sized breasts, those little pink nipples, her slender belly, her long arms and legs, her tight pink labia. Desi leaned forward as she began to finger her own pink secret. Jill sucked in air through her teeth as Desi's tongue brushed her most private of areas. Desi stared at the two holes inside her ferret lover’s vulva. She brushed the clit with her cold black nose. Then, she inserted her tongue into the bigger of the two holes. Jill sobbed pleasurably. Desi stuck her fingers inside her own vulva generating a moan that made her muzzle buzz inside her friend. The girls continued this for a while. Pretty soon, Jill felt her climax rising. Desi could already sense this and she shoved her muzzle deeper. Jill had nothing close at hand so she just used a piece of discarded clothing as a gag on herself. It proved effective in suppressing her cries of satisfaction. She squeezed her breasts imagining her hero in black on top of her making her feel like a woman. Desi bore the full brunt of her friend’s juices. Desi’s own climax came simultaneously. She gritted her teeth as she felt moisture on her backseat. Jill watched from where she lay as Desi lapped her juices. Desi crawled into the ferret’s arms and the two of them kissed.\n\nEvening found Jacob, Bill and Jon catching up at a bar close to the flat.\n“So, uh, how long has it been? What two, three--”\n“Four… four months since she died.”\nJacob muttered.\n“Oh, that long huh? Hey man, I feel for ya. I can pay testament to you that I wept for her.”\n“Apparently, not long enough.”\nBill frowned.\n“Don’t be that way, dude; please don’t. I knew her. We both knew her since elementary school. Hannah…”\n\nJacob’s ears perked somewhat when he heard her name spoken but he said nothing. Jon just continued on drinking his cocktail in silence and staring at Jacob who noticed and replied with a simple “boo!” Jon struck back with an indignant “humph!” and turned the other way.\n\n“Is he always this way?”\nJacob asked Bill.\n“Who, Jonathan? He doesn’t really like strangers. But just remember once he gets used to you, he can cuss up a storm.”\n“Damn straight. So who’s Hannah?”\n\nBill was looking for a way to change the subject when he caught sight of a cheetah in Goth attire, black and red makeup, and purple highlights in her black hair. He nudged Jacob on the shoulder.\n\n“Hey, hey, hey! Check out this hot little number at the back.” Jacob looked and cocked an eyebrow at his friend.\n“You mean Vampira over there? Whatever floats your boat, I guess.”\nBill poured a drink in his shot glass and downed it before getting up.\n“Well I’m going in. Wish me luck.”\nJacob and Jon both leaned back together to watch.\n“He’s a complex character ain’t he?”\nHe said aside to Jon.\n“Oh, yeah. His strike record thus far has been 2.5 girls.”\n“2.5?”\n“Yeah, that third one was blowing him when she sneezed, you know with it still in her mouth. She was a hyena.”\n“Ouch. That is bad luck.”\n\nFrom the corner of his eye, Jacob saw a very large grizzly bear in a pimp hat and a cheesy suit (that only barely fit around his bulk) walking in the direction of Bill and the cheetah girl. The bear pushed Bill out of his way and tugged on the cheetah’s arm. \n\nThe bear said in a gruff voice “Hey easy there, partner. A fine dish like this would not be in your best interest to lose a lung over.”\n\nWhen Bill tried to intervene, the bear grabbed his throat and picked him up.\n\n“I said ‘mind your own business, partner.”\n\nThe bear heard footsteps and turned to see a rat in a black leather jacket staring him down.\n\n“And just who the fuck are you, the rodent patrol?”\n\nJacob said nothing to him. He’d been a bouncer long enough to know this type of patron. He took off his jacket and gave it to Jon. He raised his fist and swung it at the bear, who quickly caught it with a smug grin.\n\n\"Is that all you got, faggot?\"\n\nThe bear retorted failing to notice the rat's knee swiftly connecting with his groin. He let go of Bill to clutch himself while Jacob caught the bear's right arm and snapped it out of its joint. The bear screamed.\n\n“Fuckin’ motherfucker! You just signed your death warrant, bitch. You and your friends. I know Marks and he’ll fuck you up so bad. You’re DEAD!!”\n\nWith that, he walked out the door clutching his arm.\n\nBill jumped on Jacob excitedly hugging and thanking him for saving his face. The cheetah girl looked on while the three friends gathered. She put her hand on Jacob’s shoulder.\n\n“I think it’s a safe bet, we should leave now.”\n\n“I don’t know how you keep getting me to do these things with you.”\n\nJill whispered as she kissed her savior, Desiree upon her breast. The tomboy chuckled as she ran her index finger through Jill’s hair. \n“Well, you’ve said it yourself that it was the accent.”\nThe two had spent their afternoon together in the back of Desi’s Cadillac. Jill shook her head.\n“No I mean, I’m not even gay. Yet, here I am naked again with your arms around me, again.”\n“Well, we can just chalk it up to luck I guess.”\nJill stirred. She realized she had lost track of time in their love-making.\n“What time is it?”\nDesi looked at the digital clock on her car radio.\n“Well it’s only nine.”\n“It doesn’t feel like nine.”\nDesi reached under in the back pocket of her jeans and found her watch.\n“Holy shit! It’s almost twelve!”\nJill looked out of the window.\n“Well, then you must have a really shitty radio in here ‘cause it’s looking awful dark for just nine o’ clock. Dad’s going to blow a blood vessel this time, I’m sure of it.”\nJill said as she hurriedly got dressed.\n\nJacob, Bill, Jon and the cheetah were standing outside the bar.\n\n“Well, as much as I’d like to stay and chat with you guys, I actually like living and if whatever that bear said is true then, it’s been nice knowing you; especially if my ex hears of this.”\nShe turned to leave but first kissed Jacob on the cheek.\n“You should come and see me some other time; I could thank you more intimately.”\nHe stared on in disbelief as his friends patted him on the back. \n“Way to go, Studly.” said Bill\n“Though I have to admit, damsel-in-distress seems a teeny bit overused.”\n\nJacob didn’t hear him though. He was still somewhat delirious over what had just happened. He barely had a chance to see the blue Cadillac swerving towards him. Utilizing his new shadow powers, he took full shadow form and the car passed right through him. Desi slammed on the breaks and got out. She was certain she had just hit someone. Jill got out and joined her in awe when she saw a large shadow rise up from the street and take the form of a slightly above-average height rat. Suddenly, a Lamborghini cut a corner and was headed straight for Desiree. Jill pushed her out of the way and closed her eyes as the “Italian death trap” neared her and suddenly…\n\nJacob saw as the car came close to this pretty ferret and ,using his abilities once more, zoomed up to her, grabbed her and wrapped her up in his essence. They both disappeared into a black hole and reappeared on the sidewalk as the Lamborghini crashed into a telephone pole killing the lone driver, the bear from earlier.\n\nJill opened her eyes and looked up into the most beautiful pair of violet eyes she’d ever seen. This strange rat (strange but very alluring) had just saved her life. How it happened? She did not care. All she cared about was getting to know her hero in black much better. He said something to her but she was in dreamland.\n\n“Yes, love?” she said.\nHe snickered slightly as he helped her up on to her feet.\n“Hi um, I mean, hello, my name is Jill.”\n“Well, Jill, nice to meet you. I’m Jacob.”\n\nThen, she fainted. Mere feet away from themselves, they hadn’t noticed they were being watched. Desiree, Bill, and Jonathan were standing together paying hardly any attention to each other as they looked on stupefied.\n\nTo be continued...\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Chapter II

The Hero in Black

Two figures stood together in an elevator unable to keep their hands off each other.  One was a vampire bat named Jimmy Lee Darrell.  The female was a kangaroo named Carrie Leacher.  They stood in a firm and increasingly sexual embrace with her back pressed against the wall.  He had his jeans unbuttoned and pushed down to his knees.  His erection rubbed against her thong.  They remained locked in a passionate kiss as she massaged his ten-inch cock. Ding!

They had reached the fourth floor of a large apartment complex.  They broke their embrace to begin their trek to his apartment.  The light of the breaking dawn shone dimly through the black curtains of his Victorian-Gothic loft apartment as they entered.  This dark but classically decorated attic was the home of Jimmy Lee Darrell.  He locked the door as soon they were in.  He led her to his bedroom which was even more of a sight to behold.  Among the many Gothic-themed accoutrements, the most decadent was a king-sized bed with blood red sheets and black mahogany framework.  She promptly stripped her clothing and sat on the edge instantly making herself comfortable in the middle as she awaited her lover.  He stepped out of his jeans and boxers and he pounced on her.  She laughed her lovely Australian laugh.  He kissed her on her muzzle, then her neck, her breasts, her nipples even her belly around the opening of her pouch.  He made it down to her vulva.  He stuck his long bat tongue in her already moist folds.  She spread her legs wider to allow him easier access.  She laughed as he rubbed her feet.  His tongue reached that little hole at the end of her passage.  She bucked hard as this happened sucking in air through her teeth.  He withdrew as soon as he felt her peak rising.  He climbed upon her and kissed her.  He grabbed his cock and directed it towards her.  He prodded her gently and with encouragement from her claws on his back he penetrated her.  Carrie held her great, big, sexy bat as he thrust into her.  It took no time at all for him to reach her cervix.  She spoke encouragement to him the way only an Aussie could.

“Oh, yeah!  Yeah!  That’s right, babe!  Fuck me!  You fuck me hard and you do not puss out!  Ya hear me!?”

Of course, he heard her and obeyed.  She moaned at the feel of him repeatedly withdrawing his ten all the way to the tip and then plunging the whole length back in.  He caressed her sides as their bellies pressed together.  He kissed her as he put one hand on her cheek,  her nipples were hard enough to cut glass by now. His pulse quickened.  He felt hot juices pouring from her as she climaxed.  His toes curled. his back straightened.  His tongue flopped out.  His testicles swelled.  She scratched his chest as he came inside her.  His moans filled the room as he spurt more and more of his potent seed.  She stared up at him through the afterglow of their sex.  She could still feel his seed flowing though her body.  His phone rang snapping them out of their combined reverie.  He reached over, not wanting to leave her warmth yet.  He answered it.

“Yello?  You have reached the residence of Jimmy Lee Darrell and how may I help you? Mm-hm, mm-hm.  Oh, you don’t say.  Well, that is just fascinatin’.  Ok, buh-bye.”
He placed the phone back on the hook and said to his girlfriend.
“That was Jerry.  He’s ordered a meetin' up in Waco. A few low-levels got themselves killed.”
Carrie smiled as he slid off of her to get dressed.
“Oh, yay! Another fun-filled day lies ahead of us then?”

Meanwhile, in a large mansion at the far end of Ocean Drive, (where all the rich people with the fancy houses in Corpus Christi lived.) A young-looking iguana came into one of the bedrooms (a very pink one) and sprang open all the curtains, stirring the one single occupant of the room.  This was the residence of Jill Prescott, 22, [a ferret] daughter of millionaire bachelor, James Prescott, who was one of the most successful businessmen in South Texas.  Here she lived with her father, her brother, James Jr., and her adopted sister, Isabella.  (Her mother was a family friend of the Prescotts who became gravely ill when Isa was still very young; on her death bed she made Mr. Prescott promise to always take care of her daughter and always treat her as family.)  Her mother [Jill’s] had died while giving birth to her baby brother.  (He’s 20 but she still likes to call him “Baby Brother”.)  She hesitantly stirred from her rest, fighting back the urge to curse her sister for so rudely interrupting her latest dream of her hero in black.

“Oh!  I was just getting to the good part!”  She whined.

She searched underneath her queen-sized deluxe canopy bed for her slippers.  After achieving this minor task, she shuffled ever so “gracefully” over to her vanity mirror.

“Ew!! Nesthead!”  She shuddered.

She beckoned her reptilian sister to escort her to the bathroom.  Isabella, as she had done many times before, complied.  As Jill death-stared her mussed-up fur, Isa quickly went about drawing a bath for her.

“No need, I’ll just take a shower.”  Jill said  “A situation like this requires a do-it-yourself approach.  Just stand outside until I need you.”

Isa stepped out, closing the door behind her.  Jill quickly shed her nightgown and stepped into the shower.  She was finally able to let out a sigh of relief as the several individual drops connected with the line of her face and her breasts.  She hadn’t the biggest breasts but, for a ferret, they were perfect B cups.  She scrubbed a scented fur shampoo on her body from her head all the way down to the tip of her luxurious tail and her—

“gasp!”

her pubic fur.  She felt so sensitive down there all of a sudden.  Now curious, she casually teased her clit with the tip of her dainty claw.  She flinched at the mere touch.  She looked down to see that her cute pink nipples were poking out from her luscious breasts.  She pushed up one breast and licked the nipple.  She sucked on it.  It became hard almost instantly.  She looked into her bathroom mirror suddenly finding her own body so attractive.  She began to imagine her hero in black being there with her, making love to her.  Her fingers ran up her vulva at the moment she saw him penetrating her.  Her insides eagerly welcomed her fingers.  She knelt on the floor as her legs became weak.  Her tail began to sway uncontrollably.  It brushed in between her legs.  She spread the lips apart and plunged deeper.  She leaned forward; imagined herself being taken a way she’s always wanted.  Within moments, she was seeing stars.  She lay on the floor gasping through her afterglow.  She turned over on her back to stare at her fingers which had become sticky now.  Her bright blue eyes had a new magnificence in them.

Elsewhere, in the town of Waco, Jerome Marks and his posse were meeting with the lone surviving wolf from the skirmish with Jacob last night.

“So, um let me get this straight.  You and six of your ‘pack members’ were going about your daily business of ripping people off when what happened?”
“I just told you!  Some scary ol’ rat motherfucker took six of my guys and painted the walls with their guts last night.”  said the lupine thug.
“And just what are you expecting me to do about it, boy?”
“I don’t know but it had better be something good.  Someone expert at doing things like this is liable to be making a repeat performance.”
“Hey!  Hey! Did you happen to see just what fuckin’ weapon he was utilizin’?”  Jimmy asked with excitement.
“That’s just it!  There was no fuckin’ weapon!  It was all him.  That rat fucker was doing all this weird assed voodoo shit; almost the same as you guys are always doin’. They were literally torn apart!”

Just then, without warning, Carrie took out her snake sword and wrapped it around the wolf’s body.  She pulled back tightly cutting at his sides.  He knew what was coming.

“No please!  Oh, please dear god!”

She shocked him with over 10,000 volts of electricity.  His head, heart and lungs finally burst in a spectacularly bloody display.  Jerome said in a silent chuckle to her.

“A little bit excessive, don’t you think, Leacher?”
Carrie responded coldly.
“He had wasted our valuable time, simply to tell us about how bad a night he had.  Fucking dick.”
She walked out of the warehouse tossing her cigarette.  Jimmy only had this to say.
“Aah!  Damn girl!  I’m fallin’ more in love with you everyday!”

A brown truck had just arrived in downtown Corpus Christi at approximately 4:30 A.M.  Jacob had been awake through the whole night and was obviously starting to fall asleep.  He stopped at a gas station to stretch his legs.  He went inside and bought himself some energy drinks.  It would at least provide him energy.  He asked the clerk for any good rentals around town, preferably any good apartments.  Luckily, this one clerk was able to provide Jacob with the information he needed: Weber.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of that very residence, a shower was running.  The shower turned off and in seconds, out came Bill Foster, 26, in a towel so small that it just barely concealed his peculiarly arranged marsupial genitals.  He tiptoed over to the couch where his flat mate Jonathan Garcia, 24, was resting. He picked up the TV remote and turned on the television full blast.  Jon was shocked from sleep but his fear quickly turned to embarrassment when he saw that familiar pink ‘possum nose snickering in his face.

“Holy fuck!  Could you have come up with something a little less asshole-ish, please?”
He sighed.
“Hey easy there Sweetie, I’m just playin’ wit ya.”  Bill said in his Alabama accent.
“Yeah, yeah whatever; stop calling me that! Fuck you very much!”

Jon muttered as he settled back down to sleep; sneaking a little peak under his roommate’s towel when he’s not looking; licking his lips at the sight of Bill’s fine ass.  That’s when he saw the time on the clock.

“Oh fuck!”

He exclaimed as he got up and ran to the bathroom slamming it shut.  He jumped into the shower, took off his clothes and threw them out over the curtain. It’s at this time when Bill went to set the clock back to the exact time.

“Daylight Savings Time can be a real bitch, huh?”

He did a quick air guitar stance.  The downstairs buzzer sounded and Bill went to answer.  He opened the door and in front of him was the biggest rat he had ever seen.

“Jakie, you son of a bitch!!”

He screamed in glee as he pulled Jacob over and gave him a good scritching on his scalp only stopping when his old friend squeezed and twisted his right nipple.

“Ow!  Titty twister!”

Jonathan had just gotten out of the shower when he heard the screaming downstairs and forgetting his own nudity; he picked up the nearest thing by him (a tennis racket) and practically flew down the stairs only to come upon his roommate in a purple nurple match with a strange rat.  Bill and Jacob realized they weren’t alone and they each saw the squirrel in his birthday suit wielding a racket like a sword and simultaneously began laughing.  Jon suddenly remembered and blushed the hardest he’d ever done.  He got the last laugh, though, when a sudden gust of wind caused Bill’s towel to get blown off exposing his manhood to the whole rest of the block.

Back at Prescott Manor at the far end of Ocean Drive, Jill’s looks had greatly improved from this morning.  She was wearing: green, day-glo shorts with a pink tie-dyed shirt, strapless bra, dainty panties; sandals on her feet, and rose-tinted heart-shaped glasses with a sun hat, her short brown hair in a Japanese-style bun which she topped off with the absolute best perfumes and jewelry her daddy’s money could buy.  Her father sat at the dining room table as always at the end closest to the foyer smoking his pipe and reading the Caller Times.  Junior, her youngest sibling, was seated next to him.  She smirked as she playfully hopped on his back causing him to fall over.  She put on a look of innocence as he glared at her.

“Jesus, Sis. What’s got into you today?”
“That’s for telling Dad about the liquor.”
“How did you find out-”
“I told her.”
Their father spoke with a smile.
“Dad?”
“Well, I’d be bored this morning if otherwise.”

Jill’s brother stood up in a huff and walked away.  She’d never seen one male walk with such confidence with hair as pink as his.  Considering his muscle size, though, one would be skirting health if one disparaged his sexuality.

With one obstacle averted, Jill instantly turned her attentions on her father.

“Daddy, I was just wondering if it would not be such an inconvenience if you were to let me borrow the Porsche today.”
He sighed as he turned the page of the newspaper.
“What happened to your Mustang?”
She smiled nervously.
“I wrecked it…”
“Say no more.”
He placed the paper on the table and got up.  He stopped before walking out.
“I don’t want to have to be outliving another family member.”  
His words hit her hard.  She stopped him in the foyer and held him in embrace.
“I love you, Father.”

She kissed her dad lightly on the cheek.  He rubbed the spot on his cheek as though the kiss came from an angel; indeed, his own little angel with her mother’s courage in her eyes.  As soon as he was out of sight, she unfolded her hand.  She had taken his key to the Porsche.  She smiled to herself.  He came back down all of a sudden.

“And I’ll be needing my key back, Jillian.”

She muttered under her breath as he took them from her and walked back up the stairs.

She sat in her room, skulking over her failed escape from grounding.  Suddenly, her phone rang.  She answered it and from the opposite end she heard a voice she hadn’t heard since two nights before.

“Hey girl, check out your window; there’s a little surprise out here for you, eh.”

Jill looked and was overjoyed upon seeing a dark metallic blue Cadillac sitting just outside.  The driver of this vehicle waved at her.  She waved back.

“I’ll be right out.”

Then, she opened the window and climbed out.  She ran up to the car and the passenger door swung open allowing her in.  She got in and began to make out with the driver, her best friend and lover, Desiree Braun [a beaver], 24.  The vehicle sped off into the distance.

Moments later, the girls stopped in an alley, no longer able to control themselves.  They stared lovingly into each other’s eyes.  Desi put the parking brake on and took off her shirt, exposing her large breasts to her lover.  She made a silent gesture to the backseat.  In seconds, they were both together in the backseat kissing and caressing each other.  They kissed as Desi slowly, gently, teasingly pulled off Jill’s top.  She stared at her bra and then tried to unhook it, but, Desi had never worn one herself, declaring them too constricting, thus she did not even know how to take one off.  Jill smiled as she helped her friend in this endeavor. Pretty soon, Jill was topless and getting her tits sucked by Desi.  The creamy brown fur of her breasts were a great contrast with Desi's dark brown fur.  Jill gasped suddenly when she felt Desiree’s webbed hand rub the folds around her vulva.  The girls kissed.  Jill lay back as Desi undressed the rest of their very feminine bodies.  Desi paused so she could watch her sweet ferret’s naked body.  Jill was enticing as mustelids usually were.  Her blue eyes, her light brown hair, her perky average sized breasts, those little pink nipples, her slender belly, her long arms and legs, her tight pink labia.  Desi leaned forward as she began to finger her own pink secret.  Jill sucked in air through her teeth as Desi's tongue brushed her most private of areas.  Desi stared at the two holes inside her ferret lover’s vulva.  She brushed the clit with her cold black nose.  Then, she inserted her tongue into the bigger of the two holes.  Jill sobbed pleasurably.  Desi stuck her fingers inside her own vulva generating a moan that made her muzzle buzz inside her friend.  The  girls continued this for a while.  Pretty soon, Jill felt her climax rising.  Desi could already sense this and she shoved her muzzle deeper.  Jill had nothing close at hand so she just used a piece of discarded clothing as a gag on herself.  It proved effective in suppressing her cries of satisfaction.  She squeezed her breasts imagining her hero in black on top of her making her feel like a woman.   Desi bore the full brunt of her friend’s juices.  Desi’s own climax came simultaneously.  She gritted her teeth as she felt moisture on her backseat.  Jill watched from where she lay as Desi lapped her juices.  Desi crawled into the ferret’s arms and the two of them kissed.

Evening found Jacob, Bill and Jon catching up at a bar close to the flat.
“So, uh, how long has it been? What two, three--”
“Four… four months since she died.”
Jacob muttered.
“Oh, that long huh? Hey man, I feel for ya.  I can pay testament to you that I wept for her.”
“Apparently, not long enough.”
Bill frowned.
“Don’t be that way, dude; please don’t.  I knew her.  We both knew her since elementary school. Hannah…”

Jacob’s ears perked somewhat when he heard her name spoken but he said nothing. Jon just continued on drinking his cocktail in silence and staring at Jacob who noticed and replied with a simple “boo!”  Jon struck back with an indignant “humph!” and turned the other way.

“Is he always this way?”
Jacob asked Bill.
“Who, Jonathan?  He doesn’t really like strangers.  But just remember once he gets used to you, he can cuss up a storm.”
“Damn straight.  So who’s Hannah?”

Bill was looking for a way to change the subject when he caught sight of a cheetah in Goth attire, black and red makeup, and purple highlights in her black hair.  He nudged Jacob on the shoulder.

“Hey, hey, hey!  Check out this hot little number at the back.”  Jacob looked and cocked an eyebrow at his friend.
“You mean Vampira over there?  Whatever floats your boat, I guess.”
Bill poured a drink in his shot glass and downed it before getting up.
“Well I’m going in.  Wish me luck.”
Jacob and Jon both leaned back together to watch.
“He’s a complex character ain’t he?”
He said aside to Jon.
“Oh, yeah.  His strike record thus far has been 2.5 girls.”
“2.5?”
“Yeah, that third one was blowing him when she sneezed, you know with it still in her mouth.  She was a hyena.”
“Ouch.  That is bad luck.”

From the corner of his eye, Jacob saw a very large grizzly bear in a pimp hat and a cheesy suit (that only barely fit around his bulk) walking in the direction of Bill and the cheetah girl.  The bear pushed Bill out of his way and tugged on the cheetah’s arm.  

The bear said in a gruff voice “Hey easy there, partner.  A fine dish like this would not be in your best interest to lose a lung over.”

When Bill tried to intervene, the bear grabbed his throat and picked him up.

“I said ‘mind your own business, partner.”

The bear heard footsteps and turned to see a rat in a black leather jacket staring him down.

“And just who the fuck are you, the rodent patrol?”

Jacob said nothing to him.  He’d been a bouncer long enough to know this type of patron.  He took off his jacket and gave it to Jon.  He raised his fist and swung it at the bear, who quickly caught it with a smug grin.

"Is that all you got, faggot?"

The bear retorted failing to notice the rat's knee swiftly connecting with his groin. He let go of Bill to clutch himself while Jacob caught the bear's right arm and snapped it out of its joint. The bear screamed.

“Fuckin’ motherfucker! You just signed your death warrant, bitch.  You and your friends.  I know Marks and he’ll fuck you up so bad.  You’re DEAD!!”

With that, he walked out the door clutching his arm.

Bill jumped on Jacob excitedly hugging and thanking him for saving his face.  The cheetah girl looked on while the three friends gathered.  She put her hand on Jacob’s shoulder.

“I think it’s a safe bet, we should leave now.”

“I don’t know how you keep getting me to do these things with you.”

Jill whispered as she kissed her savior, Desiree upon her breast.  The tomboy chuckled as she ran her index finger through Jill’s hair.
“Well, you’ve said it yourself that it was the accent.”
The two had spent their afternoon together in the back of Desi’s Cadillac.  Jill shook her head.
“No I mean, I’m not even gay.  Yet, here I am naked again with your arms around me, again.”
“Well, we can just chalk it up to luck I guess.”
Jill stirred.  She realized she had lost track of time in their love-making.
“What time is it?”
Desi looked at the digital clock on her car radio.
“Well it’s only nine.”
“It doesn’t feel like nine.”
Desi reached under in the back pocket of her jeans and found her watch.
“Holy shit!  It’s almost twelve!”
Jill looked out of the window.
“Well, then you must have a really shitty radio in here ‘cause it’s looking awful dark for just nine o’ clock.  Dad’s going to blow a blood vessel this time, I’m sure of it.”
Jill said as she hurriedly got dressed.

Jacob, Bill, Jon and the cheetah were standing outside the bar.

“Well, as much as I’d like to stay and chat with you guys, I actually like living and if whatever that bear said is true then, it’s been nice knowing you; especially if my ex hears of this.”
She turned to leave but first kissed Jacob on the cheek.
“You should come and see me some other time; I could thank you more intimately.”
He stared on in disbelief as his friends patted him on the back.  
“Way to go, Studly.”  said Bill
“Though I have to admit, damsel-in-distress seems a teeny bit overused.”

Jacob didn’t hear him though.  He was still somewhat delirious over what had just happened.  He barely had a chance to see the blue Cadillac swerving towards him.  Utilizing his new shadow powers, he took full shadow form and the car passed right through him.  Desi slammed on the breaks and got out.  She was certain she had just hit someone.  Jill got out and joined her in awe when she saw a large shadow rise up from the street and take the form of a slightly above-average height rat.  Suddenly, a Lamborghini cut a corner and was headed straight for Desiree.  Jill pushed her out of the way and closed her eyes as the “Italian death trap” neared her and suddenly…

Jacob saw as the car came close to this pretty ferret and ,using his abilities once more, zoomed up to her, grabbed her and wrapped her up in his essence.  They both disappeared into a black hole and reappeared on the sidewalk as the Lamborghini crashed into a telephone pole killing the lone driver, the bear from earlier.

Jill opened her eyes and looked up into the most beautiful pair of violet eyes she’d ever seen.  This strange rat (strange but very alluring) had just saved her life.  How it happened?  She did not care.  All she cared about was getting to know her hero in black much better.  He said something to her but she was in dreamland.

“Yes, love?”  she said.
He snickered slightly as he helped her up on to her feet.
“Hi um, I mean, hello, my name is Jill.”
“Well, Jill, nice to meet you.  I’m Jacob.”

Then, she fainted.  Mere feet away from themselves, they hadn’t noticed they were being watched.  Desiree, Bill, and Jonathan were standing together paying hardly any attention to each other as they looked on stupefied.

To be continued...

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