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Spent a few hours writing this on and off, not the best performance but heck, It's something and apparently that counts.
Hope you all enjoy, read the tags and please comment. ","writing":"Ardour of the aberrant.\nChapt. 2. \n\n~A continuation of a story containing things most... deviant.~\n\n\nNow for what ever reason I feel compelled to say this, again just to clarify.\nI do not support nor condone this kinda stuff people, and neither should you. None of this rubbish is based off any events or people alive or dead (To my knowledge) and has been created solely to entertain. Heh. Entertain...\n\nKatelin chewed on her seatbelt lightly, having accidentally put a few kinks and a hole in the safety device already. She was still nervous, and excited... a touch hungry but still, very nervous. David and the matron deer made some pleasant conversation, some of it making her cheeks red. Matron, although not her real name, was the one given to her by the occupants of the orphanage and the only thing Kate knew her by; and was currently giving her new Dad a run down on grooming, contact numbers and an old habit she used to have with scent marking... She hadn't done that in months and was a touch put down by it bring brought up once again. Katelin wasn't normally this melancholy, her usual bubbly bouncy self, and her abundant prowess for talking a fur's ear off from twenty paces were taking a back seat for a time. Although she pretended to be staring off out the window, she was listening intently. Some of the things discussed were useful though, things she often times took for granted. Namely, that she as a ferret had exceptionally good hearing, and yelling or loud noises tended to scare her greatly. Secondly and a little embarrassing yet again was ideal bathing times, although her fur's oil wasn't as bad as some of her species. She might be a bit on the nose if she were to bath as regularly as other kids kits and pups her age. Sponge bathing being a recommended alternative, a suggestion which passed her on by, not grasping at the implication that she would have to be naked for that. \n\n“Isn't that right Kate?” A voice came from the front seat, giving Katelin a start and breaking her train of thought. \nMatron was chuckling politely, and David was looking at her using the rear vision mirror, looking a little amused. David repeated himself gently, trying not to chuckle. He wasn't bad with kids, quite good with them actually, should truth be told. And had a fairly good idea that most don't like being laughed at when you startle them. \n“Fran said that you're an obligate carnivore, I guess that's a fairly good reason to not eat your veggies huh?” David joked, well aware already about the dietary requirements of his new charge but wanted to involve Katelin somehow in the conversation.\nKatelin nodded, it had caused her a little grief in the past when some of her peers noticed that like Geoff, a ginger tom who'd left to enter the workforce a year and a half ago, would get two serves of the day's meat rather than one with greens that had the taste and texture of cardboard. Not like they didn't ruin most of the meat anyway by over cooking it, but it was usually the highlight of dinner.\n“Do you have a favourite kind of meat yet per chance?” David prompted her again, seeing if he couldn’t bait her into the conversation still.\nDavid smirked quietly, the catching the hem of her dress bustling ever so slightly out of the corner of his eye, a subtle tell for a tail wag.\nKatelin hunched her neck a little, clearly wanting to talk but seemingly unsure of if it were appropriate, managing to muster up the single word.\n“...Lamb”\nDavid cocked an eyebrow, although still driving the car, the expression more of a representation of what he was thinking. \n“That's an interesting one, not many around here tends to like that one, too sweet for their liking. How'd you find out you liked it?” He queried further, interestingly still a little lost on what he was meant to prepare for dinner that evening and wanting to avoid starting off with junkfood. Although little was on offer where he lived, he wanted to make the best impression he could for Katelin, and Samantha too.\n\nKatelin had finally opened up a little, prompted by a little poking here and there about her interests. A result of which was the next half an hour of conversation, starting with a small tale about a visit from a mated pair of blue heelers who had come all the way from Australia. Followed by a cautionary story about some of her peers stealing her food, followed still by how she'd gotten in trouble by biting said peer's paw. Which had ended up breaking a bone or two, prompting David to make a mental note to be wary about teaching Kate fellatio techniques. That story was cut short however when Katelin spotted the nearby river, soon divulging that she had a love of swimming. Although the river's currents were tame, a reminder from Samantha about getting wet too often brought on a small fit of whining; of which were silenced relativity soon after the Matron shot Katelin a warning glare, a reminder that she was to behave. \n\nThe rest of the trip was relativity silent, Katelin having retreated back into her shell and the Matron appreciating some silent for a bit, a hard earned treat in her line of work. Although the trip was long, David was still rather enjoying himself, the sign denoted his home town lie ahead passing him with little more than a cursory acknowledgement. The soft repetitive thunking of tail against car seat gave away that Katelin too, had noticed the sign, her exciting welling up inside of her again. She had to be good, Matron had been very explicit about that, but she felt like she was going to explode! She was out, that reality finally hitting her like a (Metric) tonne of bricks of bricks. 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Chapt. 2.

~A continuation of a story containing things most... deviant.~


Now for what ever reason I feel compelled to say this, again just to clarify.
I do not support nor condone this kinda stuff people, and neither should you. None of this rubbish is based off any events or people alive or dead (To my knowledge) and has been created solely to entertain. Heh. Entertain...

Katelin chewed on her seatbelt lightly, having accidentally put a few kinks and a hole in the safety device already. She was still nervous, and excited... a touch hungry but still, very nervous. David and the matron deer made some pleasant conversation, some of it making her cheeks red. Matron, although not her real name, was the one given to her by the occupants of the orphanage and the only thing Kate knew her by; and was currently giving her new Dad a run down on grooming, contact numbers and an old habit she used to have with scent marking... She hadn't done that in months and was a touch put down by it bring brought up once again. Katelin wasn't normally this melancholy, her usual bubbly bouncy self, and her abundant prowess for talking a fur's ear off from twenty paces were taking a back seat for a time. Although she pretended to be staring off out the window, she was listening intently. Some of the things discussed were useful though, things she often times took for granted. Namely, that she as a ferret had exceptionally good hearing, and yelling or loud noises tended to scare her greatly. Secondly and a little embarrassing yet again was ideal bathing times, although her fur's oil wasn't as bad as some of her species. She might be a bit on the nose if she were to bath as regularly as other kids kits and pups her age. Sponge bathing being a recommended alternative, a suggestion which passed her on by, not grasping at the implication that she would have to be naked for that.

“Isn't that right Kate?” A voice came from the front seat, giving Katelin a start and breaking her train of thought.
Matron was chuckling politely, and David was looking at her using the rear vision mirror, looking a little amused. David repeated himself gently, trying not to chuckle. He wasn't bad with kids, quite good with them actually, should truth be told. And had a fairly good idea that most don't like being laughed at when you startle them.
“Fran said that you're an obligate carnivore, I guess that's a fairly good reason to not eat your veggies huh?” David joked, well aware already about the dietary requirements of his new charge but wanted to involve Katelin somehow in the conversation.
Katelin nodded, it had caused her a little grief in the past when some of her peers noticed that like Geoff, a ginger tom who'd left to enter the workforce a year and a half ago, would get two serves of the day's meat rather than one with greens that had the taste and texture of cardboard. Not like they didn't ruin most of the meat anyway by over cooking it, but it was usually the highlight of dinner.
“Do you have a favourite kind of meat yet per chance?” David prompted her again, seeing if he couldn’t bait her into the conversation still.
David smirked quietly, the catching the hem of her dress bustling ever so slightly out of the corner of his eye, a subtle tell for a tail wag.
Katelin hunched her neck a little, clearly wanting to talk but seemingly unsure of if it were appropriate, managing to muster up the single word.
“...Lamb”
David cocked an eyebrow, although still driving the car, the expression more of a representation of what he was thinking.
“That's an interesting one, not many around here tends to like that one, too sweet for their liking. How'd you find out you liked it?” He queried further, interestingly still a little lost on what he was meant to prepare for dinner that evening and wanting to avoid starting off with junkfood. Although little was on offer where he lived, he wanted to make the best impression he could for Katelin, and Samantha too.

Katelin had finally opened up a little, prompted by a little poking here and there about her interests. A result of which was the next half an hour of conversation, starting with a small tale about a visit from a mated pair of blue heelers who had come all the way from Australia. Followed by a cautionary story about some of her peers stealing her food, followed still by how she'd gotten in trouble by biting said peer's paw. Which had ended up breaking a bone or two, prompting David to make a mental note to be wary about teaching Kate fellatio techniques. That story was cut short however when Katelin spotted the nearby river, soon divulging that she had a love of swimming. Although the river's currents were tame, a reminder from Samantha about getting wet too often brought on a small fit of whining; of which were silenced relativity soon after the Matron shot Katelin a warning glare, a reminder that she was to behave.

The rest of the trip was relativity silent, Katelin having retreated back into her shell and the Matron appreciating some silent for a bit, a hard earned treat in her line of work. Although the trip was long, David was still rather enjoying himself, the sign denoted his home town lie ahead passing him with little more than a cursory acknowledgement. The soft repetitive thunking of tail against car seat gave away that Katelin too, had noticed the sign, her exciting welling up inside of her again. She had to be good, Matron had been very explicit about that, but she felt like she was going to explode! She was out, that reality finally hitting her like a (Metric) tonne of bricks of bricks. She wriggled on her seat a little, doing what she could to contain herself. This was a dream come true... but for whom.


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