Author's Note: Chapters 11 and 12 are an updated version of the standalone story that was previously published as 'Midwinter Miracles'.
WARNING: This story may contain content of an adult nature. If you are easily offended or are under the legal age to view adult content in your area, please exit now. This text is intended for adults only and may include scenes of sexual content or graphic violence. Reader discretion is advised.
Yerba Maté
by IndigoNeko, TaintedThylacine
Chapter 12
Saturday, December 25th, 2015
After lunch, Julia and Terrence took over the job of cleaning the kitchen and putting away the dirty dishes, shooing away Charlotte when she tried to help. It was Christmas, after all. Alyssa stayed with other adults down in the kitchen to chat while the five kids all headed upstairs after a brief stop to search for Elizabeth’s pet kitten, who had taken refuge under the Christmas tree.
Hikari and Charlotte stopped at the second floor where the guest bedroom and Charlotte’s bedroom were. Elizabeth, Alexandrea, and Chris continued up to Elizabeth’s room on the third floor. The little stoat pushed the door to her room in, followed by the yapok, then the tigress, who closed the door behind the three of them. Elizabeth set down the kitten, watching for a moment as it began sniffing the floor and exploring her room, then walked over to her bed and flopped onto it.
“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you,” Alex said, looking over at Chris. “I’m glad Lizzy found another friend after mom and dad yanked me off to Colorado. To be honest, you’re not exactly what I expected though.”
“It’s different meeting someone nose to nose,” Chris countered. “But how am I not what you expected? Is it the dress? I don’t normally wear dresses,” the yapok said, glancing down at her red Christmas dress, a much lighter red than the one Elizabeth was wearing. “I normally dress more... punk.”
“Oh. Yeah, the dress definitely gives the wrong impression,” Alex said, glancing down at Chris’s red Christmas dress, then down at hir own black skirt. “Normally I wear capris or shorts instead of skirts, myself. And I normally don’t wear white; it shows loose fur a little too easily.”
“Well, if you give me one second,” Chris said, reaching deep into a pocket in the side of the dress, “I have some photos on my phone of what I normally wear.” The yapok continued to reach deeper into the pocket than Alex would have expected, the lump of her hand moving over her stomach for a moment before she pulled out her phone. “This is my normal style,” the yapok said, turning the phone to show Alex a few photos of Chris with her friends, and some in front of different spray painted objects.
“Okay. That’s more like what I expected; the kind of person who would break into someone’s back yard to go swimming on a dare,” Alex said with a grin, the tiger’s tail twitching in amusement.
“As much as it hurts to say it, ‘YOLO’,” Chris replied, smiling as she slipped her phone back to where she had taken it from. “I think that breaking in to swim in Liz’s pool is about the wildest thing that I have done.”
“Hey! Come here already,” Lizzy said from atop her bed. “Check out the new bed canopy,” the stoat said, gesturing at the white lace draped over tall posts at the corners of the bed frame.
“Very nice,” Chris said, going over to the bed and sitting down with the little stoat under the bed canopy. Then she turned back to Alex and continued, “Anyway... I could have gone skinny dipping when I did it. I thought Liz was going skinny dipping when I first saw her. She was wearing that white bikini that matches her fur.”
Alex’s mouth hung open for a moment as shi tried to think of a reply, blind-sided by the thought of Chris skinny-dipping with Elizabeth. “I... can totally see that,” the tigress said, walking over and hopping onto the bed as well, snagging a large stuffed bear as a pillow for hir head and laying down near the foot of the bed, opposite where Lizzy lay near the head of the bed. “So, you play guitar and like spray painting. What else do you do for fun?”
“Well, other than playing with a certain stoat,” Chris said, smirking and shooting a glance at Elizabeth, “I play video games, read books, think of devious pouch-related things, oh... and try to not murder my sister. Though that last one is getting hard.”
While Elizabeth blushed, Alex rolled hir eyes, then narrowed them at the mention of a sister. “You have a sister? Older or younger?”
“I have five siblings, actually,” Chris said, shaking her head, then sniffling. “My sperm donor can’t keep it in his pants. Brandy is older than me and more evil. She’s the reason that I have this stupid cold.”
Alex formed a cross with hir index fingers, making a warding sign. “Well, don’t give it to me. I hate being sick.”
“But sharing is caring,” Chris said, making a kissy face at the tigress, then paused to think for a moment. “Hmm. I don’t know if you can get a cold from doing things like that.”
“Oh, you can. And worse, trust me,” Alex replied, looking back over at the stoat who was pretending her hands were talking to each other. “What?”
“Now that I finally have your attention, can we do sexy things already?” Elizabeth asked. “Alex is only gonna be here a few more days, and I want to do sexy things with you two.”
“I’ll get the lube,” Chris said, grinning and rolling over. “I think that I have some in my pouch.”
Alex’s eyes went wide, watching in stunned disbelief as the yapok rolled over next to hir and lifted her red christmas dress, revealing a pair of candy-cane printed panties, then reached an entire hand inside what the tigress had thought was a belly-button. “Holy shit, you have a pouch... like a kangaroo or something,” the tigress said, leaning back for a second before leaning closer for a peek at the marsupial’s mysterious personal container.
Chris giggled. “I’m a marsupial. Like, all of us have a pouch. Even the males in my species have a pouch,” she explained, pulling her hand out, holding a small bottle of lube and a tiny pack of kleenex along with her phone, setting them on the ground. “Wanna feel?”
Alex’s mouth hung open for about three seconds while hir brain attempted to comprehend the facts that A) Chris had a pouch, B) she stored lube in it, and C) that she had been asked to feel it. Once that all finally registered, hir mouth shut with a snap. “Uhh... No thanks.”
“Wuss,” Chris said, poking her tongue out. “Liz has done it. It’s not like it’s gross inside. I keep it clean.”
Alex didn’t move, but looked questioningly over at Elizabeth.
“She’s right, it’s not,” Elizabeth confirmed. Then a smile grew on her face. “And if you touch the right spots inside, she makes the cutest faces… and noises.”
“Can you find all five of the spots?” Chris challenged, smirking and using both hands to hold her pouch open.
“Uhh… I’ll pass,” Alex said, an odd expression on hir face. “Also, why the heck did you bring lube, anyway? Did you plan on this?”
Chris snickered. “The lube is a running joke. I keep it there to put in on doorknobs… mostly.”
“Oh, I forgot to ask,” Elizabeth interrupted, rolling over into a kneeling position. “Alex, would you be okay with the three of us doing sexy things together? Pleeease?”
Alex’s mouth hung open for a moment, as shi decided how to respond to that. After a few seconds, shi snapped it shut. “Umm, I don’t know. Give me a moment to think about this, okay?” shi said, taking a deep breath and slowly letting it out, suddenly remembering what hir parents had said about STDs. “That reminds me. Do you two, ummm, have sex? Like... often?”
Chris blushed. “Kinda. I don’t know what counts as often.”
Elizabeth rolled over, flopping on her back across the yapok. “Yes. A couple of times each weekend since we started dating on Halloween. Not nearly as often as you and I have this past week though,” the little stoat said. “I was trying to make up for lost time.”
“Oh,” Alex said, flopping onto hir back and staring at the new white canopy that had been draped over top of Lizzy’s four-poster bed with a sinking feeling in the pit of hir stomach. Shi was going to need to get tested for STDs when shi got home. “I’m sorry, I probably shouldn’t have asked something personal like that. I just… God, this is so weird. I was so excited when I got here that I literally forgot that you two have been a thing since just after I left for Colorado. Now it feels kind of like we’ve been... cheating.”
Elizabeth sat up and quickly turned around, kneeling to face Alex again, suddenly serious. “We were not cheating; Chris gave us permission to do stuff. She marked me before you got here.”
“Okay, okay,” Alex said placatingly, a bit surprised at the little stoat’s vehemence. At least shi was reassured that Lizzy wasn’t cheating, though shi wasn’t sure what marking was.
“She’s right, I did. I claimed her,” Chris said, grinning at the tigress and baring several small sharp teeth. Then the yapok’s eyes narrowed and she rolled over, moving along the bed and climbing on top of Alex, stradling the younger tigress’s hips. “I’m with Liz, though. If you’re okay with it, I think a threesome would be interesting,” she said looking down at the tigress.
Alex’s eyes flickered towards Elizabeth before meeting the grinning yapok’s gaze. The tigress blinked. “Really?”, shi asked, raising an eyebrow. “I mean, we’ve just met. We hardly know each other. Unless this would be, like, just for fun,” Alex added, remembering the painful lesson shi had learned near the end of summer about the difference between making love and having sex.
The yapok’s grin faded, as she turned serious, sniffling a moment before answering. “I’ve heard enough about you from Liz that I think I know you well enough. Lizzy knows and trusts you, so I see nothing wrong with trusting you too.” Chris paused, then rolled back off the tigress, laying across the feline instead. “But we don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to,” she added, sounding a bit bashful.
“What about your parents? Would they be okay with us having a threesome? And what about being... safe? ‘Cause I don’t think I’m ready to be a dad,” Alex asked, glancing back and forth from Lizzy to Chris.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes. “Yes, silly kitty. I already talked about it with them before you came over for Christmas. It’s not like either of us can get pregnant, since we both have IUDs. I dunno about Chris here, though.”
“I can tell you what mom would say, near word for word,” Chris said, putting a hand on her hip and mimicking her mom’s voice. “Just so long as it’s okay with everyone, and you’re safe, and not doing anything that could get anyone hurt, it’s fine,” the yapok said before going back to slouching. Then she poked Alex’s sides, adding, “As for the baby thing, I might be in heat, but I’m on birth control.”
“What kind of birth control?” Elizabeth asked, curious as Alex flinched and squirmed from being poked.
“I don’t know the name of them. I just know the pills will keep me from getting knocked up and help me feel better when I’m in heat. To save the pillows,” she explained, casually booping the tigress’ nose.
“Oh. Yes, I can understand the need to preserve the poor pillows. They’re an endangered species,” Lizzy said sarcastically, rolling off the bed. “Now, if you two are done talking, I’m horny,” she said, standing next to the bed while undoing the black bow at the back of her neck and letting her arms fall to her sides. Her red velvet dress fell to the floor; showing off a pair of red silk panties and a matching training bra.
“Works for me,” Chris said enthusiastically, squirming around and sitting up. She reached back to unzip her red Christmas dress and then pulled it up and off, leaving her in just her candy-cane printed panties, training bra and stockings.
Alex propping hirself up on hir elbows, ears flushing pink as shi watched as Elizabeth pulled off her bra, then the tigress finished pushing herself upright and started disrobing. “Since when did you become sarcastic?”, shi asked the little stoat while undoing the buttons on hir sleeveless blouse.
“Uhh... I blame Chris,” Elizabeth said as she dropped her training bra on the floor.
“Yeah, that’s probably my fault,” Chris agreed, pulling off her own training bra.
Alex frowned, shrugged, then looked back at the yapok kneeling next to hir. “You’ve got an interesting fur pattern,” shi said. “Also, what’s it like having a naked tail? Doesn’t it get cold?”
“The pattern makes me nearly invisible in lakes. I can hide in the sea grass and stuff,” Chris said, sitting in just her undies and stockings. “As for the tail, it can get cold, but they make tail warmers. I have a few,” she explained, swinging her tail around. “And my tail being naked is good for other things,” the yapok added with a grin, slowly sliding the tip of her long tail up Alex’s leg.
“Oh God,” Alex said, blushing. Shi was slightly creeped out and embarrassed at the same time. “I didn’t even think of that. Do you… I mean, uhh… can you use it like a... a penis?”
“Yes, and I have,” Chris said, grinning and moving her tail tip up the tiger’s thigh and against the hem of hir skirt.
“I… uh… I think I’ll pass for the moment on trying that,” the tigress said, pulling back slightly, trying to hide a shiver that ran up hir back. “Maybe later,” shi prevaricated, a bit queasy at the sight of naked skin where shi expected fur. After a second the tigress realized why shi had been scared of the warthog back in Colorado.
“Aww, but it’s fun! It feels amazing,” Elizabeth said, crawling back up on the bed and wrapping her arms around Chris’s tummy. “Also, you are drastically overdressed,” she said, tugging at Alex’s skirt.
“She’s got a point,” Chris confirmed, wrapping her hairless tail around the smaller stoat.
“Okay, okay,” Alex said, sitting up and undoing the last buttons of hir white sleeveless blouse and then peeled it off, revealing a brand-new white sports-bra.
“Show them stripes,” Chris said, sliding her tail tip down between the stoat’s legs. “And other things too,” she added, taking a moment to look over the tiger's slender body. “I can see why Liz said you were good at swimming. You’re... rather aerodynamic,” the yapok said with a little giggle.
“Uh, thanks,” Alex said as shi peeled off the white sports-bra. “Not nearly as good at swimming as you, I bet,” the tigress said, pointing down at the yapok’s long, webbed toes.
“I'm sure that you would be if we were on a level playing field. Besides, having these things makes finding good shoes really suck,” Chris said, looking over the topless tigress and blushing; it was strange being naked with someone she barely knew.
Alex dropped hir shirt and sports-bra off the side of the bed, then rolled to one side and started fumbling with the snap on the back of hir black skirt. Meanwhile, Elizabeth moved her paws down Chris’s tummy, one of them finding the opening to the marsupial’s pouch and wiggling a finger inside, followed by another. Elizabeth’s other paw continued south, teasing at the hem of Chris’s underwear and then reaching inside, running her fingers over the opening of the yapok’s sheath and the pointed twin tips of the marsupial’s bifurcated penis.
Once the tigress managed to undo the snap, shi quickly pulled hir skirt off, dropping it over the side of the bed as well. If it hadn’t been for hir barely budding breasts, the tigress might have been mistaken for a boy, especially with the lump at the front of hir white panties. There was hardly an ounce of fat anywhere on the tigress, and it showed, even through the dense fur of hir winter coat.
“You cheater,” Chris muttered, squirming under the stoat’s teasing touch, her manhood swelling with the attention it was getting. “Mmm. Alex, you don’t bite or anything do you?” the yapok asked.
“What?” the tigress asked, looking up at Chris in confusion. “Do I bite? What do you mean?”
Elizabeth blushed, resting her head on the yapok’s shoulder. “I accidentally bit her once when we were mating,” the stoat explained. “Well… it was an accident the first time, anyway.”
It was Chris’ turn to blush now, tilting her head to the side a little, nuzzling against Elizabeth’s cheek. “You were so cute afterwards,” the yapok said, smiling. “I kinda like being nibbled on by cute stoats,” she added, turning back to Alex while licking her lips.
“I… uh… nibbling maybe? I… don’t like hurting people. Unless they deserve it,” the tigress amended as shi rolled onto hir back and lifted hir butt up slightly as shi pulled hir underwear down, rolling backwards to pull them the rest of the way off and tossing them with the other clothes on the floor. Somehow shi’d wound up being the first one naked.
“So that’s what a tiger peen looks like,” Chris said, looking at the tip of Alex’s member as shi crossed hir legs. “Does it have the little spiky things?” the yapok asked, reaching out, paw lightly rubbing at the tip of the tiger’s penis. It was the first real penis she’d played with besides her own. “Oooh, it’s weird.”
Alex glanced down. “Well, that’s what the tip looks like anyway. Pointy,” the tigress said, trying not to squirm at the yapok’s touch. “No barbs, I’ve got little bumps where they would have been. Mom and dad got me de-barbed when I was a baby,” shi explained, hir length extending from its sheath at the yapok’s touch. Shi leaned back again and spread hir legs in case the yapok wanted a closer look.
“Oh. I guess that’s a good thing. Barbs sound like they would hurt,” Chris said, eyes growing wide and blushing as she watched the tigress spreading her legs. “Oh wow. It’s... big,” the yapok said, blushing as she let her paw slide along the tigress’ member, then down over hir sheath to hir balls. She shivered and panted at the teasing that Elizabeth was giving the nipples in her pouch.
“I guess I take after my dad. He’s a lot bigger down there than most felines,” Alex said, going still as the yapok fondled hir balls. It was a decidedly strange experience having someone shi barely knew touch hir so intimately. “Or that’s what mom says anyway,” the tigress added.
Elizabeth made a soft dooking noise, completely unaware she was doing so as she watched Chris play with Alex’s boy-bits while fondling the nipples in Chris’s pouch with one hand. With a mischievous smile, she ran the thumb of her other hand in the yapok’s underwear between the two pointed tips of the yapok’s member. “You know, you should probably take these off. Unless you like making a mess in your panties, that is.”
Chris let out a squeak as she felt the paw pad teasing the sensitive skin between her bifurcated penis tips. “You don’t have to say it twice,” the yapok said, pulling Liz’s paws from her pouch and panties so that she could wiggle out of them. “That’s better,” she said, tossing the panties to the side before going back to rubbing Alex’s member with one hand, taking Liz’s paw in her other hand and guiding it back to her pouch.
“What the...?” the tigress exclaimed, pulling back when shi saw the yapok’s bifurcated penis. “Lean back, will you?” Alex asked, leaning forward to get a better look.
Elizabeth giggled, wrapping her paw around the base of Chris’s member and holding it out so the tiger cub could see.
“It’s not that weird,” Chris said, blushing and folding her ears back a little as she stood up on her knees, her member standing proudly with Elizabeth’s assistance. “I mean, it’s just a dick.”
“Most dicks don’t have two tips, though,” the tigress said, reaching out to touch one of the spiky tips at the end of the yapok’s member. “That’s so weird. They’re so pointy they look almost sharp, but they’re not hard... kind of squishy.”
“Most mammals don’t have bifurcated vaginas either,” Chris said, the last of the sentence turning into a moan as Alex ran a finger tip over the yapok’s penis. “No, they're not sharp. Not like the barbs you cats have,” the yapok quipped, poking her tongue out.
“Does… do you squirt from both tips?” Alex said, gently rubbing the other tip between hir index finger and thumb while Elizabeth did the same to the other tip.
Chris shivered and moaned under the teasing of the two other cubs, leaking pre onto their paw pads. “Mother of butts,” she gasped. “Yes, I squirt from both ends,” the yapok said, clutching the comforter under her. “It makes things get a little messy,” she said, so flush from embarrassment that her ears were burning.
“Yeah. And it feels really good when she squirts inside you,” Elizabeth said, tweaking one of the yapok’s pouch-nipples again before pulling her hands out of the yapok’s pouch in order to pull her red silk panties off, tossing them off the bed to join the pile of clothing on the floor.
“Oh God. You two cheat,” Chris muttered, squirming and moaning. “You don’t mind the peen, but you don’t want to play with the pouch,” the yapok complained to the tigress, poking her tongue out then leaning back against Elizabeth, who had returned to fondling the yapok’s pouch and penis. She moved her tail around, moving it between Elizabeth’s legs and running the tip against the stoat’s flower.
Elizabeth gasped when she felt the tip of Chris’s tail brush against her folds. That didn’t stop her from rubbing the inside of Chris’s pouch. She did stop rubbing Chris’s penis though. “Okay, that’s it. One of you two mate with me already,” the stoat said, gasping again as Chris’s tail-tip wiggled its way inside her flower.
“Okay. How about, umm...” Alex said while withdrawing hir paws from the yapok’s penis. “Why don’t you mate with Lizzy while I mate with you. Then we can swap.”
“I’m good with this,” Chris agreed, blushing and squirming. “Ummm. I think that I know the best way to do this. Not ‘cause I watch porn or anything,” the yapok said, piling some of the pillows. “Liz, lay back on these, then I’ll lay down on you,” she said, her tail tip twitching in excitement.
“Just don’t stick it in the wrong hole,” Lizzy said, laying back against the pillows and spreading her legs, exposing the glistening pink slit between her legs.
“I only did that once, and it was dark,” Chris said with a huff before crawling over the stoat, holding her member in one paw and lining it up with the stoat’s pink slit. “See?” the yapok said as she slowly pressed her member into the stoat’s flower. “Oh God, you feel good.”
Elizabeth wrapped her arms around Chris’s chest, sighing happily as the yapok slowly, gently entered her flower. None of the three cubs on the bed noticed the kitten staring at them from the far corner of the room, then started making its way towards the bed.
“Do you mind if I use some of this lube? Or would you prefer Liz’s coconut oil?” Alex said, picking up the tube that Chris had taken out of her pouch earlier.
“Well, you are kinda big,” Chris said, lifting her tail, revealing the slit between her tail-hole and testicles. “I like the oil better. I need to get some to keep in my pouch,” the yapok said, leaning in to nibble on the little stoat’s shoulder.
“Kay,” the tigress said, quickly rolling over and snagging the tube of coconut oil that was in the nightstand. Shi quickly put some onto hir palm and then gripped hir penis, giving it a few pumps. “There. Good to go,” shi said.
Moving behind the yapok, the tigress took hir member in hir paw and moved forward. Shi accidentally poked Chris’s balls, then moved hir tip up slightly, sliding it against the yapok’s feminine folds. “Ready?” shi asked softly, leaning against Chris’s back.
“Please be gentle; you’re bigger than most of my toys,” Chris requested, glancing back and wrapping her tail around Alex’s waist. “Okay, I’m ready,” the yapok said as she held onto Liz, pressing the side of her head against the stoat’s.
“Kay,” Alex said, pushing forward with firm and steady pressure. Hir tip slid about two inches into the yapok’s flower, then slowed as the marsupial’s passage gripped hir length. The tigress didn’t stop though, slowly pushing forward as inch after inch of hir length disappeared within the yapok’s tunnel. At just over four inches in, shi felt something, almost like the yapok’s passage split in two; the tip of hir member slipping to one side. “Uhhh… does your vagina have two ends, like your dick?” shi asked, stopping.
Chris blushed and squirmed as she got used to the feeling of the tiger’s member inside her. “Yeah. That’s what I meant by bifurcated. Yapok females are built to take the males. We need two IUDs, one for each side,” the yapok explained, holding Alex close with her tail.
“Oh. Ummm… My dick has a bone in it, so it doesn’t bend much. Let me know if it hurts and I won’t go as deep, okay?” the tigress said, waiting a second before shi resumed pushing the last inch and a half of her length into Chris’s passage.
“I will, but you should be okay. I have a toy that’s about as long as you and it’s not painful,” she said, loosening the tail grip on the tiger’s waist. “You’re really big for someone who’s... what... ten?” The yapok let out a little moan as she felt Alex pull back. The yapok waited until the tigress pushed back in while she pushed back, pulling part of her length out of Elizabeth.
“Mmm, yeah, Alex is pretty big. Almost as big as father,” Elizabeth said, sighing happily underneath the two other cubs as they developed a rhythm.
“And mom calls me a size queen,” Chris said with a little snicker, her paws still roaming along Liz’s body, her tail tip slowly wiggling around and wrapping inwards around Alex’s leg.
“You should see what Mother can take,” the little stoat said, thinking of the equine dildo in her parents closet. Then she sighed as Chris thrust into her.
Alex’s mouth dropped open at the implications in Lizzy and Chris’s banter. “Uhhh, Elizabeth? Does Chris know about, uhhh, you and your parents?”
“Yes, I know about all of that,” Chris said softly. “And yes, I know about the legality of it...” The yapok paused for a moment, unsure if she was ready to say more. She was pretty sure that she could safely tell Alex her secrets, but hesitated.
“Oh... Okay,” the tigress said, somewhat reassured that Lizzy’s secret was still safe. Alex held still for a bit as the yapok continued, letting Chris find her rhythm before matching hir own pace to the yapok’s with the ease of experience. As they continued to mate, the tigress couldn’t help but wonder how Chris had found out... and if there was something going on between the yapok and their parents as well, but too afraid to ask.
The three of them managed to maintain the rhythm for a half minute or so. “Oh God. This is amazing,” Chris muttered, thoroughly enjoying being in the middle of a cub sandwich. The yapok smirked, then carefully moved her tail tip up between Alex’s legs, hoping to give back some of the pleasure she was receiving.
The tigress squeaked as shi felt the tip of Chris’s tail brush against hir flower. “Stop!”
“What? Did I do something wrong?” Chris asked, freezing up a little and looking back to the tigress.
“Could you not do the… uh… whole ‘tail’ thing?” Alex quietly asked, blushing. “I’m sorry, it just kind of creeps me out a tiny bit.”
“My bad,” Chris said softly as she moved her tail away. “Do you mind it just being wrapped around you? It’s kinda a weird habit of wrapping around other tails and stuff.”
“Uh, that’s okay, I guess,” Alex said, resuming hir thrusting. “I’m sorry. I just… bare skin creeps me out a little.”
With the three of them all moving in tandem, none of them noticed the tugs on the coverlet at the foot of the bed. The tiny kitten, intent on investigating what the three large beings atop the bed were doing, was slowly but surely climbing its way up the bed.
“Okay... hmm. Oh, I know. I’ll start wearing tail warmers around you,” Chris said with a little snicker. The yapok let out a moan, leaning in as she started nipping and nibbling on Liz’s shoulder and neck as she fell back into the rhythm, her tail kind of lazily wrapping around Alex’s waist.
Elizabeth was particularly enjoying this; it wasn’t often that she got to simply lay there and enjoy being mated with. Especially with two of her best friends in the whole world. Actually, this was the first time she’d ever gotten to enjoy such a thing. She realized after a minute or two that she was quietly dooking while laying there on the pile of pillows.
Chris moaned again as she kept up the slow, teasing pace that Elizabeth liked the best. “I’m starting to get close,” the yapok said, paws holding onto Liz’s hips, her tail tip starting to twitch.
None of the three cubs noticed the kitten sitting just behind the tigress, watching the yapok’s twitching tail tip. Almost instinctively, the tiny house cat lay on its stomach, tail twitching behind it as the instinct to pounce overwhelmed it.
Alex was purring, enjoying how tight Chris was, even compared to the much smaller stoat beneath them. It was definitely weird though; the tip of hir member occasionally slipped from one side of the yapok’s bifurcated passage to the other.
“Al-Alex? When you cum... do it in me, please,” Chris requested. “I want to know what it feels like,” she said, leaning in, holding onto Elizabeth, “Liz, you ready? I’m getting really close.”
Elizabeth nodded. “Yeah,” she said, reaching one paw under her tummy and between her legs. With one finger-pad, she began rubbing circles around her clit, just fast enough to start that familiar tingling just behind her belly-button.
“You’re sure you want it inside you?” Alex asked, remembering what Chris had said about being in heat. The tigress leaned forward and whispered in the yapok’s ear. “Just imagine, cute little tiger-striped-yapoks poking their heads out of that pouch of yours…”
“Fuuuuck. You cheat,” Chris whined as Alex’s teasing pushed her over the edge, sliding into Elizabeth one last time and moaning as her manhood started twitching. The yapok’s twin penis tips spurted rope after rope of seed into her lover, her tail twitching as she came.
Elizabeth moaned softly as she felt the yapok’s semen coat the inside of her passage. As more and more of it continued to spill into her, she frantically rubbed at her clitoris. Just as Chris’s spasms started to fade, the little stoat’s orgasm finally hit.
The little stoat let out a long, high-pitched moan as her passage began to clench around Chris’s member, doing its best to milk whatever extra semen it could out of the panting yapok. The pool of semen gradually seeped past the stoat’s cervix as her flower rhythmically squeezed the yapok’s member.
“Oh fuuuck,” Chris whispered as she felt the stoat’s passage milking her. “Aleeex, pleeease,” the yapok whined, holding onto Elizabeth and shivering from ear tip to tail tip.
“Okay, okay,” the tigress said, picking up the pace. Hir hips became a blur for a moment as shi hammered the yapok’s rear. “Here it comes. I hope you like cubs, cause I’m going to make you a mom-OOOW!” The tigress broke into a scream as dozens of tiny, needle-sharp claws dug into hir left buttock as the kitten pounced, then sank its tiny fangs into Chris’s tail, still wrapped around Alex’s waist.
“OW! Fucking butts!” Chris howled out as she felt tiny teeth biting into her tail as it worked to hold Alex into place. “Why do I always get bit during sex?” she muttered, holding onto Elizabeth.
Alex was too far gone for the pain to stop the inevitable orgasm, and the poor tigress grit hir teeth as hir boy-juice sprayed into Chris’s passage, rapidly filling one side of the yapok’s bifurcated vagina and then leaking into the second. After a moment shi felt the kitten let go of hir butt and drop back onto the coverlet behind hir and let out a sigh of relief, the rest of hir orgasm passing in uninterrupted bliss.
“Oh fuck,” Chris squeaked as she felt the tigress’ cock twitching within her, along with the novel sensation of seed squirting into her depths. “I’m-I’m...” the yapok whined, holding stoat under her, her whole body tensing up as she came again, her penis twitching in time with her vagina as it milked the feline’s dick that was deep inside her. “Holy butts,” she panted.
Alex took a deep breath, savoring the feel of Chris’s passage milking hir male member and trying to ignore the pain from her left butt-cheek. “Mmm… That was good…”
For a few seconds the three of them didn’t move, exhausted by the intensity of their orgasms. Elizabeth panted softly, a blissful smile on her face. Then Alex turned hir head to look at the pet kitten that was climbing over hir foot, meowing. Shi sighed, then turned back. “Was that a twin orgasm, Chris?” shi asked the yapok underneath hir, quietly. “I love those; they’re exhausting though.”
“I... it was,” Chris said softly, still panting a bit. “I think that was my first. The first of a lot of things. First twin orgasm, first time having a real penis in me,” she said, blushing at the admission, “and first time I got came in.” The yapok shivered as Alex’s member finished twitching inside her.
The tigress leaned forward again, whispering in Chris’s ear. “Thank you for letting me be your first,” shi said, nuzzling the yapok’s neck.
Chris blushed and squirmed a little, saying, “Well, It’s not my first time taking something in there.” She paused for a moment. “But my trail riding horse is the one that got my real V-card,” she said, smiling a little.
“Trail riding horse? What? You mean, like a feral four-legged horse?” Alex asked, turning hir head to look at the yapok under hir. The half-formed thought that flitted through hir head was... disturbing.
Elizabeth turned her head slightly. “Chris does horseback riding. It’s actually really fun,” the little stoat said, half-dozing.
“Oh,” Alex said. “For a moment there, I... nevermind.”
Chris laughed. “Wow, you’ve got your mind in the gutter. Seriously though, I busted my cherry on a saddle while horseback riding earlier this year,” the yapok confirmed, poking her tongue out. “I can say one thing for sure: this year hasn’t been boring.”
Alex shook hir head again, hoping to shake that half-formed thought out of hir head. Sighing, the tigress pulled back, hir softening length slipping from the yapok’s flower with a wet slurping noise.
“Oh God,” Chris muttered, shivering as she felt the tigress pull out, leaking a small dribble of cum. The yapok then pulled out of the stoat beneath her and started to roll over.
“Watch the kitty,” Alex said, scooping the tiny ball of fur out of the way before Chris rolled onto it. “Fuzzy feral fiend,” the tigress muttered, depositing it next to Elizabeth’s head. “Lizzy, you’ll need to keep her claws trimmed, unless you want to wind up bleeding.”
Chris finished rolling over, laying next to the little stoat, then sat up and propped herself up with her elbows to face the tigress, who was rubbing hir left hip and butt-cheek.
“Oh. So that’s why you yelled,” Elizabeth said, smiling and reaching up to pet the tiny tabby kitten. “I’m sorry it hurt you. How’d it even get up here?”
“It looks like it climbed. There’s claw marks up the side of the blanket here,” Chris said, holding up the comforter. “It got Alex’s butt and it chewed on my poor innocent tail,” the yapok added mournfully, holding her tail up and inspecting to make sure it hadn’t drawn blood.
The tigress flopped on the pillows at the head of the bed, sighing and continuing to rub hir butt. “I’m pretty sure the dang thing made me bleed. If I didn’t have fur, I’d probably need to get a bandaid.”
Elizabeth looked back over her shoulder. “You didn’t whine at all when you broke your leg; but you’re crying over a kitten scratching you? Stop being a baby and stick your penis in me already.”
“I liked you better when you weren’t so sarcastic,” Alex retorted, then sighed at the little stoat. “Since you insist…”, shi said, rolling over and taking hold of Elizabeth’s hips. The little stoat sighed in pleasure as she felt the tip of the tiger cub’s boy-parts poking at her flower.
Chris smiled, watching for a moment or two before getting up and slipping in behind Alex, smiling and licking her lips a little as she teased the tigress’ rump a little before scooting closer and guiding herself in place.
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The door to Charlotte’s room swung open and the teenaged doberman strode in, tossing the manga that Chris had given her atop the pile of Christmas presents next to her bed. It had taken three trips to get everything that morning. Charlotte flopped onto her bed, sighing. Lunch had been delicious, she had a pile of new anime to watch and manga to read, and she’d spent last night watching anime with Hikari. Life was good. She reached over to her nightstand and picked up the manga she’d been reading over the last few days.
A moment later, Hikari stepped into the room, quietly closing the door behind himself. The japanese macaque sat down at the edge of the bed, leaning against the headboard. The bed was barely wide enough for two people. On the other paw, it was unlikely that a larger bed would have fit given the dresser, computer desk, nightstands, bookshelves, recliner, and other furniture that Charlotte had crammed into the room. Apparently it was all 100% hers too, bought with her own money, just like the shiny new Mazda outside. Either the Stouffers were generous, or being a live-in maid paid way more than he thought it would.
He had to admit, it was awfully strange to be dating a girl who was living in someone else’s house. The Stouffers were very accepting of his presence though, which was a relief. Terrence and Julia were very nice people, and their daughter Elizabeth was an absolute doll. He kind of wished he had a younger sibling like her. Her friend Alex, his previous sensei’s daughter, was nice too, but tended to be a bit quieter, more introspective.
Yesterday it had become frighteningly obvious just how quick the little tigress was, both mentally and physically. He’d walked her through a few kata that she was supposedly learning and she’d picked them up far, far faster than he had. After a few practice runs, she’d gone through them at full speed nearly as quickly as he could.
Charlotte nudged him, breaking him out of his reverie. “What’s this mean,” she asked, pointing at a few kanji.
“Artificial. Or mechanical, in this case.” he said, glancing down at the manga.
“Oh. That makes sense. He’s a cyborg, I think.”
“Yup. I still can’t believe you haven’t read that yet. They’re actually making an anime out of it. The whole premise of it’s ridiculous...a hero association that fights mysterious beings? Please.” Hikari snorted in disgust. “But the characters are amazing,” he added, throwing his hands up.
Charlotte smiled, then turned back to the manga in her paws. She flipped the page after a moment. Hikari relaxed against the headboard, meditating. He still hadn’t quite decided what he wanted to do for college. Geography, history, and anthropology were the biggest fields that led towards becoming an archeologist, his dream job. Once past the undergraduate tedium, graduate studies involved a mix of all three, most heavily focused on anthropology.
Time passed pretty quickly as he mentally debated the pros and cons of each. If he didn’t make the cut, at least he could focus on geography, which was arguably the most useful of the three degrees in the private sector. By the time Charlotte had turned the last page in the manga, he’d tentatively settled on doing a dual-major; geography for business and history for pleasure. He’d have time to catch up on anthropology when he was in grad school.
The japanese macaque’s head jerked as he felt something tap his knee. Charlotte was staring at him, a slight smile on her face.
“If you stared any harder, you’d burn a hole in the wall,” she said. “What were you thinking about?”
“College,” he answered, taking a deep breath and straightening his back.
“Oh,” she said, going quiet for a moment before explaining her own plans. “I’m pretty much settled on going to Oregon State. Easy to get into, cheap, fairly good school... and they have a decent biology program, with a genetics option. If I go beyond that, get a master’s degree or doctorate and get decent grades, I could get a job with Pacific BioTek right out of college. Terrence said that the company will cover my student loan payments while I’m working for them.”
Hikari’s eyebrows crept higher and higher as she revealed her plans. “Damn. I wish I could get a sweet deal like that. Too bad archeologists aren’t in high demand like that. Even if you find something big on a dig, the local governments always sweep in and appropriate it as a ‘national treasure’.”
“I still don’t get why you want to be an archeologist. It’s nothing like Indiana Jones. You spend most of your time writing grant proposals and cataloging fossils. Or digging in hot, wet, mosquito-infested jungles. Or digging in hot, dry, scorpion-infested desert.”
“I know. But I can’t help thinking... Nobody knows how anthros came about. Like, we know about the Assyrian and Mesopotamian civilizations and stuff, but they only started in 3500 BC. And there are anthro fossils that date back to 30,000 B.C., but before that? Nothing. Hardly a single creature that stood upright. Then suddenly thousands of species of anthro people? There’s gotta be something that explains it... other than the Bible, that is.”
“Someone will figure it out eventually,” Charlotte said, staring up at the ceiling as well. “But I doubt it’ll be in our lifetimes. We’ve been digging up fossils for hundreds of years now and haven’t found anything explaining it. Maybe the Bible is right. Or maybe those crazy scientologists are right: Aliens,” she said, throwing her hands up like that crazy guy on the History channel.
The both of them cracked up over that for a few moments, then went quiet again for a minute.
“Hikari, do you like me?” the teenaged canine asked out of the blue.
The monkey looked down to stare at Charlotte again. “Of course I do. You think I would spend my Christmas break with someone I didn’t like?”
“No...I mean...do you like like me?” she asked, looking up at him from where she was laying on the bed..
“I...yes. I do. If I thought you’d accept, I’d ask you out in a heartbeat,” he said cautiously.
“What made you think I wouldn’t accept?” she asked, incredulously.
“Well, Diego-”
“Diego was a conceited asshole, a stoner, and an insufferable jerk,” the teenaged doberman interrupted. “That’s why I refused to date him. You’re the exact opposite of him.”
“But, I’m... not a canine,” he said quietly.
“Hmm… that is a slight problem… but I’m sure you’ll manage to make up for not having a knot somehow.”
“Wait...what? Not having a not? What are you talking about?” Hikari asked in confusion.
“A knot. A bulbous gland. You know, like feral canines have?”
Hikari shook his head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Oh,” she said with a slight blush. “Well, feral canine males have something called a bulbous gland at the base of their dicks that swells up when they mate, locking them inside the female.”
“That sounds... uncomfortable,” he said, blushing as well. “I think I remember something about that in sex ed, years ago, but I wasn’t paying much attention. Learning about other guy’s dicks wasn’t high on my list of priorities.”
“I suppose for most anthro females it probably would be uncomfortable. I’m… uh… a little better built for it,” she said, trying to be subtle about telling the monkey about her heritage trait.
“You mean you’ve got a heritage trait?” he asked, curious. “Do you go into heat too, or is it just cosmetic?”
Charlotte relaxed. She’d been worried he might be disgusted, but he certainly didn’t sound like it. Just curious. “Um...yes. It’s just cosmetic...mostly,” she said.
“Huh. All I’ve got is my weird foot-hands,” he said, lifting a foot to show off his finger-toes. “The rest of me is pretty normal.” He paused for a moment, then added, “If you’re not squicked out by the thought of dating a monkey, complete with foot-hands...well...would you go out with me, Charlotte?”
The corners of Charlotte’s mouth turned up in a wide smile. “Yes. Definitely, as long as you’re okay with the thought of dating a dog, complete with foot-paws and a weird-looking... um...nevermind.”
“Awesome,” he said with a smile. He reached out and took her hand in his, twining their fingers together, then leaned forward, bending over her. “I’ve never kissed anyone before... is it-”
“I haven’t either,” Charlotte said. “Just... be gentle. My muzzle’s still sensitive after what happened...”
Hikari frowned for a split second, a flicker of anger flashing across his face before being replaced by a slight smile. “I’ll be gentle; I promise.”
“Okay,” Charlotte said, closing her eyes.
The japanese macaque leaned over, putting his spare hand beside her head and carefully bent down, tenderly pressing his lips to hers. For the first time in his life, he was grateful that his mouth stuck out past his nose rather than the reverse like most other mammals. He held his lips against hers for a few seconds before pulling away. He waited until her eyes opened again before saying “Thank you.”
The doberman smiled back up at him. “Thank you.”
Hikari sat back, leaning against the headboard again, still holding her paw in his hand. For a moment, his mind was blank, floating amidst the thought of actually dating such a beautiful girl...not to mention well endowed. That thought led to others, and he glanced over at her. Now he was genuinely curious about what she’d brought up. “So... Everyone’s got heritage traits of some kind. But... um... I don’t know much about canines. Just how weird-looking is it?” Hikari asked. “It’s not like something out of Aliens is it? No fanged mouth going to jump out of it and bite something sensitive off?”
Charlotte burst out laughing. “Hah, no. Crazy monkey.”
To be honest, this line of conversation had the doberman feeling... puffy. It didn’t help that she’d been wound up for the past several days thanks to her other heritage trait: a very sensitive nose. From the smell, Elizabeth and Alexandrea had been having sex for the past week at least three or four times a day. She was horny enough that she was tempted to follow this line of conversation, just in the hopes that he might be willing to have sex with her despite her... weirdness.
“Well?” he prompted, thinking more with his dick than his brains. His parents had a lock on their internet service, so he hadn’t seen much porn, except what little he’d seen at friend’s houses.
“Well wha...oh…” Charlotte started to ask, then realized what he’d meant. She turned her head to meet his gaze again.
“I...er...sorry,” Hikari stammered, looking down at the coverlet. “That crossed the line, didn’t it? I apologize,” he said, loosening his grip on her paw.
Charlotte blinked. At this point she really didn’t care if it crossed the line or not. She didn’t say anything, instead tightening her own grip on his hand. Almost without thinking, she pulled his hand over to her crotch, pressing the back of his hand against her dress. Then she loosened her fingers, setting her paw on his wrist.
Hikari’s heart began to pound and he took a shallow breath as he stared at her, his mouth suddenly dry and hanging open slightly. “M-may...may I?” he asked hesitantly, slowly turning his hand over, palm resting on her pubic bone.
She hesitated a moment, then nodded quickly. Charlotte had never had a boy touch her before, and wasn’t sure exactly what to expect, but he’d always been polite and gentle.
He glanced down at her hips as he ran his fingers over her dress, between the crease of her thighs. “I... uh... I’ve never, um… touched someone. Like this,” he said nervously.
Somehow that made Charlotte feel much, much better, knowing he was a virgin too. “It’s okay. I haven’t either,” she said, flashing a smile that she hoped was reassuring.
For a few moments, Charlotte lay there, panting as Hikari ran his long, dexterous fingers across the cloth covering her groin. Charlotte was already damp, and growing wetter by the second. Hikari, on the other hand, was throbbing. His dick was literally harder right now than it had ever been in his entire life and his pants were so tight it was becoming painful.
It wasn’t much longer before Hikari looked back up at Charlotte’s face, meeting her gaze. He moved his hand further down a few inches, to the fluffy white hem of her red Christmas dress, and asked again “May I?”
Charlotte smiled, nodding again. Hikari gently pulled the hem of her dress up, revealing a pair of black underwear. They were a pretty close match to the darker patches of her fur, but stood out starkly against the lighter brown of her belly and upper-thighs. He rested his fingertips against her pubic mound again, then glanced up Charlotte’s face again for confirmation, who nodded. He ran his fingers over the smooth material, feeling the warmth of her body through the thin cotton. She grew warmer as he moved his fingers down between her legs. The cloth there was damp, almost moist. He vaguely remembered from sex-ed, so many years ago, that girls would get wet when sexually aroused, in preparation for intercourse. He said as much, stammering “I... uh... in sex-ed, they said that girls get wet when they’re... uh... ready... for sex. Does that mean you want... uh... to... ?” The monkey’s voice trailed off, as he looked up at her face again.
Charlotte blushed furiously, her ears growing so hot they felt like they were burning. That was exactly what she wanted. They’d known each other for almost half a year, becoming nearly as close as friends could. Now that they’d finally gone beyond friends, she wanted to see his length, to feel it inside her. To take that final step.
Hikari was startled slightly when she brushed his hand away and sat up. For a moment he was worried he’d gone too far. Actually, he already knew he’d gone too far. But then she grabbed the bottom hem of her dress and pulled the entire thing off in one smooth motion and threw it across the room. For a second he was stunned, unable to move while she undid the clasp of her bra and pulled it off.
There she was, without a single thing covering her above the waist...and she was without a doubt the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen in his entire life. Her breasts were absolutely perfect. Perfectly shaped and covered in short, smooth, black fur except for her quarter-sized pink areolas and her tiny, puffy nipples.
For a second it felt like his heart had stopped, like he’d died and gone to heaven. Then she tossed her bra off to one side and quickly took hold of the hem of her panties. She lay back again, lifting her butt off the bed. He almost missed it, distracted by the bouncing of her big, beautiful breasts. By the time he managed to tear his eyes off her boobs, her underwear had just barely reached her thighs...and they kept going, past her knees.
He never knew exactly how she managed to get them all the way off, distracted as he was, but a second later she rolled onto her side, exposing her entire, beautiful body to him. She was right...instead of a slit topped with a tiny clitoris like he remembered from sex-ed, she had a slightly puffy lump with a crease in the middle. He was so focused on absorbing the sight of her that he didn’t hear what she said.
“Looks weird, but it works just the same,” Charlotte said, lifting one knee up to expose herself, reaching down with both hands. She tugged the oversized clitoral hood up with one hand and used her other hand to spread her puffy outer lips, exposing her wet, pink insides.
Hikari didn’t say anything, leaning forward so that he could get a better look. It was different, for sure, but other than that she was hot. One of the hottest girls in the entire school, especially if you had a thing for canines. He didn’t exactly have a thing for canines, but he didn’t have anything against them either.
“Your turn, monkey-boy. I want to see what you’re hiding under that impressive tent there,” she said, pointing at his jeans.
After a moment of hesitation, he quickly undid the buttons on his shirt and pulled it off. He didn’t hear her gasp when his white-furred abs came into view, tugging his shirt the rest of the way off and dropping it on the floor, though he did see her sit up, tucking her legs and kneeling in front of him. He was almost shaking with nerves as he started tugging his pants and boxers off... he couldn’t believe he was doing this.
“You’re not circumcised?” she asked, tilting her head slightly as he finished pulling his pants off.
“Uh...no. I’m not. Is that bad? I mean, I keep it clean. I promise.” he asked, looking down, shaking slightly. It wasn’t cold or anything, but he was shivering.
“No, it’s not...I’ve just...never mind,” she said, watching his member swell slightly in time with his heartbeat. He was about the same size as her dildo, except without a knot. It was smooth and pink, with a few thick veins hidden under the reddish skin. As she watched, he took hold of it, tugging his foreskin back to reveal the slightly darker rounded glans that anthros without heritage traits had. She’d seen that much in porn, at least.
Hikari looked up, but she was still staring at his dick. Actually, her mouth was open slightly and the tip of her tongue stuck out slightly. He thought it was kind of cute. Right now though...he was literally shaking with the combination of anxiety and arousal, wound so tightly that he felt like he was going to explode from sheer nervousness.
“Do you think... maybe... we could have sex?” Charlotte whispered, finally looking up at him. “I mean, if you’re not too grossed out...” she asked, resting one hand over her crotch. Another canine probably wouldn’t be grossed out, but Hikari obviously wasn’t a canine. She was afraid he’d be disgusted or something.
“Grossed out?” Hikari asked incredulously, his eyebrows shooting upwards at the assumption he’d find her gross. “Charlotte, half the population has at least one heritage trait of some kind...it’s the spice of life. You’re absolutely gorgeous, with or without a canine pu- thing,” he said, barely catching himself before stating a bad word. “I’m the exact opposite of grossed out. Do you even see how hard I am right now?” he asked, gesturing at his crotch with both hands.
Charlotte giggled, reassured. She leaned over and gave him a kiss, which he returned, trying to be careful since she’d said her muzzle was sensitive.
“Wait,” he said when they separated. “I don’t have any condoms. Fff-” he started to swear, then stopped, clenching his fists.
“Shh,” she said, holding one hand up to his face, rubbing the side of his face. “If you’d paid attention at all in biology, you’d remember that you’re a primate, and I’m a canine. We’re both mammals, but that’s the only thing we’ve got in common, on a biological level.”
Hikari blinked. “Oh. Right. I mean, it could happen though…”
Charlotte snorted. “Sure, if we’d been having sex for years, trying to get me pregnant. At this point I don’t care. We can go to a pharmacy later and get a pill. Right now...” she said, leaning forward and giving him a deep kiss, “I want you inside me, monkey-boy.” The canine rolled sideways and pulled him down on top of her.
Hikari still couldn’t believe this was happening. He was in bed. Naked. With arguably the hottest girl in school. And she wanted him to fuck her bareback. He blinked, then pushed himself up and looked down at her, taking in the beautiful sight. For such a large pair of tits and ass, she was remarkably slender. As his gaze reached her waist, she spread her legs, revealing her puffy canine pussy once again. Strange, to be sure, but it wasn’t gross...just different. Carefully he maneuvered himself over her, then knelt between her legs. She spread her legs even wider as he did.
It was actually even stranger, with her legs spread so widely. Her puffy pussy actually looked kind of like a fortune cookie near the top, like an inverted Y. He sat back, curious, and reached out with one hand. He stopped halfway there, and looked up. “May I?”
Charlotte hesitated a moment, hands on her belly, then nodded. She almost thought about asking him to be gentle... but he’d never been anything but gentle with her, and his hands were surprisingly soft.
Slowly, carefully, he reached out, rubbing his thumb against the puffy, dark skin of her vulva. It felt tight, almost swollen, and very, very warm to the touch. As delicately as he could, he ran his thumb around it, feeling the surface. It glistened in the gaps. Adding his other hand, he gently spread the sides of her swollen labia like she had earlier, revealing her wet pink insides.
Charlotte waited impatiently as he explored her with his hands, bringing her own up to her chest and rubbing at her breasts. She could literally feel herself getting more puffy with every passing second. Her entire vulva felt swollen and inflamed, much more than it normally did the week before her monthly cycle. “Hikari?” she asked, waiting until his eyes met hers. “Please…?”
“Sorry,” he said quickly, pulling his hands back and leaning over her. He braced his hands beside her chest and pushed his legs back, carefully moving his hips to hers, bringing the tip of his dick into contact with her slit. He looked up again, meeting her eyes, and she smiled, giving a quick nod. Both of them looked back down to where their hips were touching, though neither of them could see much. Hikari pushed.
With how wet she was, the tip of his length slid into her without any effort at all. For a moment he didn’t move...the sensation was so totally different from anything else he’d ever experienced. Warm...almost hot. Slippery and wet. A moment later, he pushed again, sliding a tiny bit further, almost halfway in. Now it was hot, wet, and tight.
He pulled back slightly and pushed again, gaining another half inch... and again... and again. Eventually he was all the way inside her, his hips flush with her puffy canine pussy. He took a deep, shuddering breath. It was possibly the strangest, best thing he’d ever felt in his entire life. He was afraid if he moved another inch, he’d ejaculate.
“You’re about to come already, right?”, Charlotte whispered. “It’s okay... I sort of figured you wouldn’t last long if it’s your first time.”
Hikari’s face burned, somewhat ashamed that she knew more about this than he did. “I... uh... yeah. Sorry.”
Charlotte gave him a small smile, trying to reassure him. “It’s okay. I knew that you wouldn’t, and I wanted your first time to be inside me, rather than just giving you a handjob or a blowjob or something. Just come, wait a bit, and we can go again. Think you’re down for that?”
“Jesus, am I ever down for that. I’d have sex with you a hundred times a day,” he said, gazing into her eyes. “Charlotte, you’re the most beautiful girl in the entire school.”
This time Charlotte blushed, then wrapped her legs around his tight, cute butt. She reached up and pulled him down against her, kissing the side of his face. “Good. Then come in me already. I wanna feel you squirt... and after that, I wanna see what you can really do.”
“Mmm... Charlotte, your wish is my command,” he said returning the kiss. After a moment he moved his head next to hers, chest to chest, and began rocking his hips. By the time he’d started to work up something approximating a steady rhythm a few seconds later, he felt his dick begin to twitch. “Char..” he started to say, then trailed off as his dick began to squirt rope after rope of thick, white cream into her.
Charlotte could definitely feel it, hot and sticky, coating her insides just past the tip of his dick, slowly filling her up. She smiled to herself, waiting as his penis continued to pulse inside her. He lasted a surprisingly long time, his length continuing to twitch long after she thought he’d be done. She could feel his cum dripping out of her passage and down onto the coverlet they were lying on. While she waited for him to finish, she ran her paw through the thick, silvery fur at the back of his head.
For a minute or so he lay atop her, panting, warming the fur on her shoulder with his breath. Then pushed himself back up.
“Was it good?” she asked, giggling slightly. He was panting and dazed, like he’d just finished a hundred meter sprint and ran face-first into a pole.
He blinked, eyes coming back focus and meeting her gaze. “God, yes,” he said, then gave her a quick kiss. “Charlotte? I think I’m in love with you.”
Charlotte smiled at that. “Good, cause I think I’ve been in love with you since the end of last school year,” she said, pulling him back down for another, much longer kiss. They both gasped for breath by the time it ended, and Hikari could feel his dick starting to swell once again inside her.
“Need a bit longer to recover?” she asked, rubbing the side of his jaw. “Cause I still want to see just what you can do.”
Hikari’s dick hardened even further at the sultry tone, and he gave a tentative thrust. He was a bit sensitive, but had no doubt he could go again. “Nope, I’m good,” he said, rocking his hips again and working his way to a steady rhythm. ”Your wish is my command, my love.”
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Once again fully clothed, Alex sat on one end of the trundle-bed that shi’d pulled out, watching Elizabeth play with the kitten on the other end. The little ball of fur had been bouncing around practically nonstop for the past hour. Chris sat above them, leaning against one of the bedposts. Just about the point when Alex was starting to wonder if the cat was powered by duracell batteries, the tiny thing flopped down in Elizabeth’s lap and rolled over.
Elizabeth poked it a few times, failing to get any kind of reaction after the first one. Its eyes slowly closed as it rolled further onto its back, paws in the air. “Oh my god, it’s so cute,” the little stoat said, staring down at the little ball of sleeping fluff in total adoration.
“Yes, and now it’s asleep. Finally,” Alex said, flopping onto hir side. “Like I want to be, after we eat dinner. Did your mom say something about you sleeping over tonight?” she asked, looking up at the yapok above them.
“It looks like that...” Chris said, taking a deep breath. “I’m pretty sure that mom would have come up here by now if we were leaving. She and Liz’s parents have been having coffee for a while,” the yapok said, reaching up and wiping her forehead a little.
Elizabeth picked up the sleeping kitten and deposited it on a nearby pillow. “I should probably go see what they’re up to. It’s been like five hours,” the little stoat said, standing up and walking over to the door.
“Oookaaay,” Alex said, watching as the stoat stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her with a quiet click.
Alex looked back up at Chris. “I didn’t really want to ask this around Lizzy, but since she’s not here… umm… How did you find out about her and her parents? It doesn’t bother you, does it?”
“Well,” Chris hesitated, sniffling a little as she leaned against the bedpost. “It’s a bit of a story,” she said, shaking her head a little. “Liz came to the farm with mom and I, and well… she kinda found out about my mom and I… and well that led from that to all of us sitting down and talking about things,” the yapok said, turning her head and coughing into her elbow.
“You and your mom- Oh.” Alex paused for a second before continuing. “I was going to ask what you meant by your mom calling you a size queen, but I guessed it meant you and your mom... did stuff. I doubt Lizzy would have told anyone else unless she found out something that was equally… uh… taboo. Especially after what happened when my mom found out,” the tigress said.
“Well, something like that. Being a size queen doesn’t have anything to do with doing things with your mom. It’s more that you like big… things. Or toys,” Chris explained. “And well, Liz didn’t exactly tell us,” Chris said, shaking her head a little. “After Liz found out about me and mom, we got our parents to talk about it,” the yapok said, sniffling again. “And I can see why she would be so worried about telling people. It’s really scary, having someone find out that you’re... doing something illegal,” she said, coughing a few times. After catching her breath a moment later, she added “But thankfully things worked out.”
“Oh, good. I won’t tell anyone either,” Alex said, peering up at the yapok with a look of concern. “And… Are you okay?”
“Thank you. That means a lot,” Chris said, smiling and nodding a little. “I’m okay. Just a little tired.” It was clear that she wasn’t feeling one hundred percent. “This is what happens when you have a dick of a sister,” the yapok huffed irritably before starting to cough, holding her hand up to her muzzle as she hacked and wheezed for a moment, feeling something warm hitting her paw. “Alex,” she asked, her muzzle covered. “Tissue please.”
“Uh, sure,” the tigress said, standing up and walking over to the vanity and snagging the box of tissues there. Shi returned a second later, holding the box out.
The yapok took a tissue from the box with her free hand, starting to clean her other hand, not really paying attention to the red that was on the tissue as she brought it up to wipe her muzzle. “I just had a little tickle.” She said panting softly, leaning back against the bedpost.
“Uhh… Chris?” Alex asked, staring down at the yapok’s paw. “Is that normal?”
“Ummmm…..” She said, looking at her paw and tissue. A chill that had nothing to do with being sick ran down her spine as she saw the blood covering her paw and tissue. “It’s nothing. I’ve been drinking kool-aid,” she said, hoping to keep the tigress from panicking, suddenly feeling like her body was made of lead. “I’m fine... it’s just a cold,” the yapok added, half trying to convince herself as well as the tigress.
“No, no you haven’t,” Alex said, setting the box of tissues down on the bed and starting to get a little nervous. There was something about the way Chris was acting that was making the hairs on the back of hir neck stand on end. Shi stood, awkwardly wondering if shi should call for the adults in the house. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“I think I am... I’m just a little tired,” Chris said, her voice dropping to a whisper, “and a little sick.” The yapok’s whole body started shaking and rattling as she started coughing into her paw, this time sounding wetter. “Okay... maybe not. Unless it’s hot in here,” she said, shivering and panting as she grabbed several more tissues from the box.
“You’re definitely not okay,” the tigress said. “Just… uh… hold on,” shi said, turning around and looking at the intercom next to the light dimmer. Five white buttons, each with tiny labels for specific rooms, one yellow button with a speaker icon, and a red one at the end. Praying shi was making the right choice, shi rushed over to the intercom and jabbed the yellow button, causing lights to appear above all the other buttons. “Uhh… Hello? We have a problem up here,” the tigress said as the yapok on the bed burst into another coughing fit. “I think Chris is starting to come down with something serious.”
“It’s nothing,” the water opossum wheezed out from her spot on the bed. “It’s just a cold,” she insisted, shivering and starting to curl up, bringing her knees to her chest.
“You’re shaking and you just coughed up blood… CAN SOMEONE PLEASE GET UP HERE?” the tigress yelled, taking hir finger off the button as shi went back over to the yapok on the bed, snagging one of Elizabeth’s many pillows and putting it under Chris’s head. Shi grabbed another wad of kleenex from the box and stuffed them into the yapok’s hands, picking up the bloody ones with her claw tips and dropping them into the wastebasket next to the vanity. Returning to the bed, shi hovered nervously as Chris held the wad of kleenex against her mouth, panting.
Perhaps twenty seconds later, the door burst open as Terrence and Alyssa reached the third floor, both huffing with exertion. Elizabeth and Julia appeared behind them a moment later, eyes wide.
Rushing over to her daughter, Chris’s mother put her hand on her forehead. “Chris, talk to me. What’s wrong?” she asked, going a little wide eyed. “You’re burning up.” She looked up to the tigress. “What happened? She just started coughing? Did she eat any meat or anything like that?” the older yapok asked.
“She just started coughing after Elizabeth went downstairs. Just a little at first, then a lot. She hasn’t eaten anything since lunch though. Why? Is she allergic to something?” Alex asked, looking worriedly at Chris.
“She’s allergic to red meat. Anything with alpha-gal in it, actually,” Alyssa said tugging at Chris. “I need you to lay straight for me,” the older yapok said, pressing her ear to her daughter’s chest and listening.
The Stouffers stood near the doorway, watching, while Terrence held onto his daughter’s shoulders. Alex waited silently as Alyssa listened to Chris’s breathing. When Alyssa sat back up, shi asked “Do you think she might have pneumonia or something? Mom and dad were worried I’d get pneumonia when I had a punctured lung…”
“It’s a little hard to hear without a stethoscope, but her lungs sound... wet, for lack of a better term.” Alyssa looked down at her daughter. “Just how long have you been feeling like this? Coughing up blood?” she asked, glaring at her daughter.
“I just coughed up a little. I still think that it was kool-aid,” Chris replied, curling back up. “And I don’t feel that bad. You just know how I get when I’m tired.”
“Yeah, I do. And this isn’t that,” the older yapok said, shaking her head. “I need to make a call,” she said, reaching into her pocket as she walked out of the room.
“If we need to get to the hospital fast, I can drive,” Terrence offered, calling after the yapok as she stepped out of the room.
Julia knelt down, whispering into Elizabeth’s ear for a little while, as Alex sat down next to Chris. The little stoat’s worried expression grew, and she nodded. “Okay.”
“Sorry about that,” Alyssa said, walking back into the room a minute later. “I just need to call ahead and let one of the nurses know that I’m on the way with Chris,” she said, turning to Terrence. “I think that you said something about fast?” the yapok asked, walking past to her daughter. “Come on, Chris.”
“Yeah. My blue BMW is probably twice as fast as your Jeep,” Terrence said, stepping over to the lift and pressing the button before holding the door open for them.
“Works for me,” Alyssa said, scooping up her daughter and quickly following, stopping at the door for a moment. “I will call you when things settle,” she said to Julia. “And if you need, my keys are in my bag downstairs. There is a box of masks in the back of my Jeep, next to the first aid box-”
“I’ll follow you guys in your Jeep in a few minutes, and bring the masks. Terrence can drive us back in his car,” Julia said.
“Well then. I’ll see you at Meridian Park,” Alyssa said, hurrying over to the lift where the ferret was waiting.
Terrence hit the button on the lift’s control panel as Alyssa stepped into the lift, carrying Chris in her arms. Julia watched, worried, as the lift door closed with a soft ding.
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Alyssa wasn’t sure how long they had been there by the time they got to a room and things had settled down a little. The water opossum slouched back in the seat by the bed, looking over to her daughter, who at this point was hooked up to a breathing mask and not very happy about it. The hospital had ended up putting the younger yapok through a battery of tests that might have been a little too much at the time, but to Alyssa it was better safe than sorry.
“I’m telling you, that spray painting has something to do with this,” Alyssa said, looking at her daughter.
“So I coughed up some red paint,” Chris said, her voice muffled by the breathing mask.
“You wish,” Alyssa said, sighing. “From now on, no more spray painting. Not till we find out exactly what’s going on. If you get a clean bill... well, you still won’t be painting until we get you a proper mask,” the yapok said, shaking her head.
“But mooom,” Chris whined. The shivering and breathing problems had gone down after they’d put her on oxygen, but it was clear that she still wasn’t feeling very good.
“None of that,” the older marsupial said, lifting her finger at her daughter as she picked up the phone and pressed the button to dial out before dialing the number for the Stouffer’s who had driven back home a half hour earlier. “I’m putting my mom card down, and hard on this one.” She said, listening to the phone line ring.
“Stouffer residence,” Julia answered.
“Hey, it’s Alyssa,” the older yapok said, sucking in a breath. “We finally got into a room, and well, Alex was kind of right. It’s chemical pneumonia. So we’re going to be here for a little while,” she said, sitting up in her seat. “I’m sorry for all of this.”
“It’s no problem,” Julia replied. “I just hope that Chris recovers quickly. Keep us updated, will you?”
“Will do. It looks like she’s going to be here for a day or two for an operation. Once she’s better, I get to make a follow up with her doctor.” She looked over to her daughter, putting the phone on speaker mode. “Anything you want to say?”
“Yes. Tell Alex that it was fun to get to hang out with her… and I hope to get to do it again sometime. Ummm... tell Liz that I’m sorry and that as soon as I get better I will come see her and snuggle her to bits,” Chris said looking over at her mother who was holding the phone out.
“Did you get that?” Alyssa asked.
“Yes,” the older stoat replied. “I’ll pass that on to Alex and Elizabeth. Tell her to get well soon; both Alex and Elizabeth are pulling their fur out, worrying.”
“Well it’s on the late side, so I will let you go. I’ll call you sometime tomorrow...err...I can swing by, get the gifts and drop off the new year’s party tickets,” Alyssa said, turning off speaker mode and holding the phone back up to her head.
“Alyssa? It’s just a party,” Julia scolded. “Chris is your daughter. We can go have drinks some other time… or you can drop by and raid Terrence’s bar in the basement; it’s probably got a bigger selection anyway.”
“I know it’s just a party. I only ever went so I could find out who the important people were... so I knew who to suck up to,” Alyssa said before pausing for a moment. “That probably makes me sound like a bad person, but it was the only way to climb the ladder.” She paused again. “You know what... Fuck it. It’s not worth it. I’m happy with Chris, you guys, and where I am now. Being with you all would be way more fun, especially if Terrence breaks out the good stuff like last time,” she snickered.
“Mom! You just dropped the F-bomb.” Chris said, turning and looking at her mother, surprised that she said it. “Do I get to wash your muzzle out with soap?” Chris asked, getting a wave of the paw, followed by her mom giving her ‘The Look’™. “Okay, fine. It never happened, I didn’t hear it,” she muttered before laying back down.
“Are you sure? You could bring Chris over here and we can keep an eye on her while you’re trying to rub elbows with the brass,” Julia said. “And if you want anything in Terry’s bar when you get back, you’re welcome to it. Deal?”
“I’m sure. It’s time to call in a favor for that emergency vacation. I have friends and a pouchling to take care of,” Alyssa said, resting her paw on her daughters, then nodding to the doctor that just walked into the room. “I have to go, the doctor just came into the room. I will call as soon as I can and update you all. Adiós.”
“Okay. Take care, Alyssa,” Julia said, smiling even though she knew Alyssa wouldn’t see.
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