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Anytime that you cough up blood, that’s not good,” the bengal cat disagreed, setting down the file on the counter before putting the earpieces of his stethoscope into his ears. He pressed the cold metal end to Chris’ chest. “Take a deep breath and hold,” the doctor said, then after she did so added, “And exhale.” He listened carefully, then repeated the process a few more times, moving the end to several other places and having her do it again, before listening to her heart.\n\n“Hear anything interesting?” Chris asked as she watched him taking the earpieces out.\n\n“Yes,” the cat replied as he started writing down notes in the file, “Your lungs are strong, but there are still some bubbling sounds.” The doctor turned to the mother, saying “I would like to take her back for some x-rays to get a better look. The x-ray tech will be in for you in a few minutes.” After finishing the notes he’d taken, he left the room, nodding at Alyssa on the way out.\n\nSure enough, a few moment’s later a canine of some kind poked their head in the door. “Chris? Would you come with me?” the technician asked, before leading the yapok off for the test. After spending nearly a minute prepping everything and another minute fussing about where Chris was standing, the technician took a few scans and then led her back to the exam room where her mother was waiting. Several more minutes passed in relative quiet as they waited for the doctor.\n\n“Sorry for the delay,” The bengal cat said as he stepped back through the door. “I have your x-rays,” he said, putting them up on the light board to one side and turning it on. “Your notes said that you did spray painting, right? I take it that you didn’t wear a mask or at least didn’t use a good one?” he asked, switching the light on, showing off the scan of the young yapok’s lungs and bones.\n\n“I used a mask, but I didn’t think that there was a certain kind that I needed,” Chris confirmed, tilting her head a little.\n\n“Yes, unfortunately. There are respirator masks designed specifically for spray painting. Unfortunately, it’s a bit late for that now,” he informed her, pointing to lighter areas at the bottom of each lung and one or two other small spots. “These are signs of scarring and lung damage where the chemicals in spray paint collect in your lungs over time. That’s what they sucked out of your lungs when you were in the E.R. You can also see pockets where the pneumonia hasn’t completely cleared up, so you’ll need to continue the antibiotics for a while. I’ll need to do an MRI to determine the exact extent of the damage, but I don’t think it’s terribly bad,” he said, taking a deep breath. “I’ve seen worse.”\n\n“So for the most part, she’s okay?” Alyssa asked hopefully, leaning forward and loosely curling her tail around a chair leg.\n\n“Well, yes and no,” the doctor said, turning to the older yapok. “The good news is the pneumonia is clearing up. The bad news is she’s already lost enough lung capacity that she’ll never be able to play professional sports... except maybe golf,” he said, sighing before continuing, “Even the best painting masks only block 95% of VOCs, and she can’t afford any more damage. She’s got to completely stop doing anything that would damage her lungs. Now, do you smoke, or are you two around people that smoke?”\n\n“I don’t smoke and we don’t hang around people that do,” Alyssa said, frowning. Her tail tightened around the chair leg at the bad news. \n\n“Good. Don’t. 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I’m sorry, Chris, but no more spray painting,” the older yapok said, buckling her seatbelt, starting the engine, and pulling out of the parking lot.\n\n“I know, mom,” Chris said, a little defeated, staring out the window as they headed home.\n\n“I know you don’t want to stop, but you can still use normal paints and canvas,” Alyssa said, reaching out and patting her daughter on the knee.\n\n“I know. The painting was fun, and I’ll miss it. But I’ll be okay; I like music more,” Chris said before flashing her mother a calculating glance. “I think you should get us something to eat... a pizza. I mean, I’ve been good,” the younger yapok said with a smirk.\n\n“Of course you’ve been good, you were stuck in bed with pneumonia for the past few days. I’d forgotten how big my bed is without you in it. But that works for me; it means I don’t have to cook,” Alyssa said, handing her daughter the cell phone. “Call it in.”\n\n[center]__________________________________________________[/center]\n\n[b]Saturday, January 2nd, 2016[/b]\n\n“Man, it’s good finally being able to do something for once. I feel like I missed half of Christmas break,” Chris said, once again staring out the window as they drove through the Tualatin suburbs towards the Stouffer’s residence.\n\n“I know. I’m glad you’re getting better,” Alyssa said, reaching over and ruffling her daughter’s hair.\n\n“It felt like forever,” Chris said smiling as they pulled up to the wrought-iron gate in front of the driveway of the familiar house.\n\n“It wasn’t that long, but it felt like it. I’m just glad that you’re better and we found out about that lung damage before it got really bad,” Alyssa said, reaching out and pressing the intercom button.\n\n“It doesn’t feel like it’s that bad. Didn’t the doctor say there were really good masks or something?” the younger yapok asked, looking over at her mom.\n\n“No. Spray painting is banned. If I catch you doing it or anything else that’s bad for your breathing, I’ll take a chancla to your hide,” the older yapok warned, giving her daughter ‘The Look’.\n\nThe wrought-iron gate in front of the car swung open without the usual greeting from Charlotte; apparently they were expected.\n\n“Oh, and remember to watch your tail twitching around the kitten,” Alyssa said as she drove into the circular driveway, eventually stopping and putting the jeep into park. “Cat bites can easily cause infections.”\n\n“I know, mom,” Chris replied as they got out of the car, the younger yapok opening the back door to grab her backpack before heading up the steps to the Stouffer’s front door.\n\nThe front door swung open, revealing a very chipper-looking doberman, dressed in a blue and green plaid skirt and blue turtleneck instead of her usual maid outfit. “Hello! Feeling better, Chris?” Charlotte asked brightly, stepping out of the way for the two yapoks.\n\n“Healthy and hale,” the younger yapok replied as she and her mother slipped past the doberman, pausing when she got into the house and turning to peer suspiciously up at the teenage canine. “You seem… happy.”\n\n“I got more sleep than usual,” Charlotte said with a smile, closing the door behind the two marsupials. “Elizabeth is upstairs in her room, and Mr. and Mrs. Stouffer are downstairs in the basement lounge.”\n\nThe older yapok picked up on what her daughter was implying and decided to play along with the mischief. Leaning towards the canine and cocking an eyebrow, she asked. “You’re not pregnant are you? I mean you have that... glow.”\n\nThe smile faded from the doberman’s face, replaced by a look of shock and worry. “Oh God. I, uh... I’ll be right back,” Charlotte said, immediately turning and running up the stairs.\n\n“Charlotte,” they heard a young man call from the entertainment room. “Is everything okay?”\n\n“Umm... Sorry dude,” Chris said, stepping over to the entrance to the entertainment room. “I think mom accidentally broke her,” the smaller yapok said, looking over at the japanese macaque that she’d met over Christmas.\n\n“I didn’t mean to; I was just pulling her leg. It could have been worse, though. I could have gone full nurse on her,” Alyssa said walking over to her daughter. “Hikari, wasn’t it?”\n\n“Hikari Arakaki,” the japanese macaque confirmed, standing up from the couch, brushing off his jeans when he saw the older yapok. “I’m sorry, but I’ve forgotten your names.”\n\n“I’m Chris and my mom is Alyssa,” the younger yapok said. She went silent for a second, but the moment that her mom started to say something, she asked “So... have you asked Charlotte out yet?”\n\n“Chris...” Alyssa muttered, sighing with exasperation and shaking her head. “Don’t mind her.”\n\nThe monkey’s face went a little more pink, if such a thing was possible, but he answered nonetheless. “Uh… Yes, I did. On Christmas day,” he added, responding to Chris’s inquiry.\n\n“Well, that explains why she ran off in such a hurry,” Alyssa said, shaking her head. “All I did was ask if she might be pregnant,” the yapok defended herself.\n\n“Good job mom,” Chris said sarcastically, shaking her head a little then letting out a squeak as her mom’s tail booped her nose.\n\n“Go play with Liz. And behave,” the older yapok chastised, glancing down at her daughter, who immediately turned and walked over to the lift to head up to the third floor. “And Hikari, sorry about that. When you see Charlotte, tell her I apologize if I worried her. I was just joking,” she added, walking through the entertainment room, making her way towards the stairs to the basement lounge.\n\nHikari just stood there, dumbfounded, his mouth hanging open. Both he and Charlotte had discounted the possibility of pregnancy since they were so far apart taxonomically. Still, there was a chance. A few moments after Alyssa left the room, the seriousness of the situation hit him, and he fell to his knees, hitting the carpet with a thump.\n\nA few moments later, Alyssa called out “Julia, Terrence. You two hiding down here?” as she walked down the steps to the den, spotting the two mustelids.\n\nJulia looked up from where she was lounging on the couch with a book in one paw, then raised a glass in Alyssa’s direction. Judging by the white coloring and the pineapple slice on the rim, it was probably a piña colada. Rather than her usual polo shirt and skirt, she was wearing a long-sleeved wine-colored dress.\n\n“Well, if we told you where we were, we wouldn’t be hiding, would we?” Terrence said from the bar, pouring something into a tall glass. It looked to have three or so layers of different shades of blue liquid in it. To finish it off, he stuck a maraschino cherry on the edge of the glass. “Want to try a Blue Lagoon?” he asked, holding the drink out for her. “I’ve been trying out a few new drink recipes.”\n\n“I don’t know… you two [i]could[/i] have been down here getting it on,” Alyssa said with a smirk as she took the glass and gave it a sniff. “Thank you. Cheers to a new year,” she said, holding the glass up before tilting it back and taking a long sip, then picking off the cherry and tossing it up before catching it with her muzzle.\n\n“We usually don’t do anything naughty down here when there’s kids in the house,” Julia said, sipping her pina colada. “And happy new year to you as well.”\n\nTerrence didn’t answer, as he was busy putting bottles back and then taking a few more back down to make himself a drink. “Let’s see… light rum, dark rum, creme de almond, triple sec, pineapple juice… where’d I put that sweet and sour mix?”\n\n“Over on the left hand-side,” Julia said. “Where you always put it.”\n\n“Right, thanks.” he said, pulling down a Collins glass and starting his first attempt at making a Mai Tai.\n\n“That poor pool table,” Alyssa said, heading over to one of the seats and slouching into it, letting out a little purr. “It never gets to have any fun,” she said with a snicker.\n\n“Well, if you want to have a game, I’m always down for a game of pool,” Terrence replied. “Why else would I put a pool table down here?” he asked, reaching over and flipping the light over the pool table on, and dimming the lights in the rest of the room slightly. Then he reached into the fridge and pulled out a slice of orange, using it to top off his Mai Tai.\n\n“Well if you’re me or my sister, there are other uses for a pool table,” Alyssa said, smiling. “It’s been a little since I played, but I might take you up on that.”\n\n“Oh, you mean your sister with the farm?” Julia asked, setting her book down on the table next to another empty glass and sitting up. “Pray tell, what other uses do you have for a pool table?” she asked with a sultry smile, taking another sip of her piña colada.\n\n“Well… felt isn’t cheap for pool tables. We both learned that the hard way,” Alyssa said, taking another sip of her drink. “And well, Peggy, her then boyfriend, now husband, Chris’ sperm donor, and I were on a date at this little backwater bar with a private pool room. One thing, and lots of alcohol, led to another. The date ended with me and Peggy, back to back on a pool table, being bred by our boyfriends. That was the night that Chris was conceived.” She giggled, adding “afterwards we got charged for the pool table repair and got a lifetime ban.”\n\n“Oh my,” Julia said, laughing. \n\nTerrence nearly choked on his drink at the story. “Ahem, yes. Pool table felt is not cheap and it doesn’t clean easily,” he said after wiping his mouth with a napkin. “Leather couches clean up much more easily,” he said pointing at the one that Julia was sitting on, “And they’re far more comfortable, too.”\n\nAlyssa snickered. “Heh, that might have saved us the walk of shame that night. I was sure that I was leaving a trail down the sidewalk walking home. I might, well... I hated Daniel at first for getting me pregnant, but God was he a good fu-” She paused, blushing a bit at what she said. “You know, I wonder if they make leather pillow covers,” she said, abruptly changing the subject.\n\n“Oh, they do,” Terrence said, setting his drink on the edge of the pool table and walking over to the wall to pull down a pair of pool cues.\n\n“So, how was the New Years party?” Julia asked, taking another sip and leaning back against the couch, throwing one arm over the back. “Or did you not go?”\n\n“I ended up staying home,” Alyssa answered, taking another sip of her drink with a happy sigh. “Me and Chris lounged around, played strip poker, yelled at the idiots in horror movies, and slacked off,” the yapok said getting, up and heading over to the pool table, starting to rack up the balls.\n\n“Strip poker? You mentioned that a month ago. I haven’t played that since I was in college,” Julia said, finishing off her pina colada. “Oh no... I’m empty,” she said mournfully, sighing.\n\n“Strip poker with your daughter, huh?” Terrence asked with a grin, holding out a pool cue for the yapok.\n\n“Empty huh?” Alyssa said with a little giggle, then glanced down at her own drink and finished it off. “Me too. If you like pineapple, I have a drink that you might like. If you want I can make it for you.” She turned to face Terrence, taking the pool cue and setting it against the table before answering “Yeah. I learned a while ago not to play for money with her. Last night I ended up naked with my pouch in the wind in just a few hands.”\n\nTerrence’s mouth opened, then shut again. He had no response to that, so instead he spent a few moments polishing the tip of his pool cue.\n\nAfter retrieving both her own and Alyssa’s empty glasses and setting them down in the bar sink, Julia came back around the bar and sat down on one of the bar stools. “I do like pineapple. What kind of drink?” she asked.\n\nAlyssa smirked at Terrence, “you know that marsupials have pouches, right? As for the money that time, it was just a quarter a hand, and I still lost five bucks,” she said heading over to the bar. “The guy I worked with called this drink a Dragon Hunter. It’s got some unusual ingredients,” the yapok explained, taking the glasses and slipping them into the dishwasher and grabbing a pair of clean ones, then started looking through the bar for the required ingredients. “Aha! Dragon berry rum. I’ve got this,” she said, grabbing a bottle of blue curacao, pineapple juice, vodka, and Bacardi dragon berry rum. \n\n“Huh. I got that rum for Julia a while ago, but she never used it,” Terrence commented. “I was worried it would sit there and collect dust forever.”\n\n“I forgot about it,” Julia apologized, watching as Alyssa started pouring. With a little flourish, the yapok started mixing different amounts into the glasses before sliding one to Julia and putting the bottles away.\n\nThe ferret and stoat watched as the yapok behind the bar worked her magic for a few moments before Terrence asked “Mind if I break?”\n\n“There is a ball busting joke in there somewhere,” Alyssa said with a little giggle as she took a swig of her own drink. “Yapok fact: I was a bartender in college,” she said, watching the ferret at the pool table before sitting her drink down and heading over to join him.\n\n“Really?” Terrence asked as he took the first shot, sending balls flying across the table. The first ball in was a striped one.\n\n“Yeah. It was how I met Daniel,” Alyssa said as she watched the balls rolling across the table. “Looks like I’m solid. So... been playing long?” She asked, picking up her own cue and polishing the tip as she walked around the table, looking for a shot and finally settling on one. As she bent over to take her shot, her tail twitched for a second before the clacking sound filled the room, knocking one of the solid colored balls into the corner hole.\n\n“Yes, but never seriously,” he said, watching.\n\n“This is actually pretty good,” Julia said, sipping the cocktail that Alyssa had made for her.\n\n“Well, I used to be a pro at getting people sloshed and giving hangovers,” Alyssa said with a little snicker, before smiling and looking at Terrence as she lined up another shot. “Sooo... strip pool?” she said with a lascivious grin.\n\n“No way,” Terrence denied, shaking his head. “I’d be in my boxers before you’d lost a shoe, if this is any sample of how well you play.”\n\n“I knew I should have hustled you,” the yapok said with a snicker, taking another shot and sinking another ball into one of the middle holes. “I’ll take off twice the clothes you do per ball.”\n\n“Yeaaaaah... No,” Terrence said, picking up his glass and taking a few sips as he waited for the yapok to either miss a ball or win the round.\n\n“I’m guessing you played a bit of pool at whatever bar you were tending,” Julia said, her voice sounding a bit fuzzy. “You’re good,” she said, taking another sip.\n\n“Wuss,” Alyssa said, laughing. “And don’t think that you can wait for me to get drunk and beat me; I get better the more I drink,” the yapok said, lining up a shot. The ball bounced off another ball and hit the edge of the table next to the hole she was aiming for. “Well, shit,” she muttered, walking back over to the bar were she’d left her drink. “And take your time, I’ve got to catch up on my drinking,” she added, picking up her drink and sipping it.\n\nTerrence set his drink down, then walked around the table. After finding a decent angle, he leaned over with his pool cue and lined up his own shot, ricocheting it off one ball and into another. The striped one landed in a corner hole with a clack.\n\n“Catch up? What, is this a race?” Julia said, finishing off her second drink. “Mmm, that was good.”\n\n“Well, we can’t have you having all the fun,” Alyssa said, poking her tongue out, kicking back the last of her drink before stepping up to the table. “Terrence, you’re hustling me, aren’t you?”\n\n“I have made no claims whatsoever with regards to my skill at pool,” Terrence said, leaning over and making a trick shot that sank two more striped balls. “However, I will say that I do get bored down here sometimes,” the ferret added, making another shot that bounced the cue ball over one of the solids and smacked into a pair of stripes. One of them went in, and the other one came to a stop a few inches from another hole. Unfortunately, the cue ball sank as well.\n\n“So….” Alyssa began, walking around the table, reaching into the hole that the cue ball was hiding in. “What you’re telling me is that you like playing with yourself.” The yapok snickered, tail sticking up a little as she lined up for another shot, hitting the white ball and sending it rolling across the table, sinking another of her targets.\n\nJulia gave a peal of laughter, and Terrence blushed. “Well, when you put it that way… ” he trailed off, walking over and picking up his drink, then finishing it off and setting the empty cup back on the bar. “Yes.”\n\n“Oh, while you’re back there, stud, can you get me another? Pleeeease?” Julia asked, leaning over the bar.\n\n“I’m thinking you’ve had enough already, angel... but who am I to argue with a pretty woman?” the ferret asked, turning around and pulling down a few more bottles. “Strawberry daiquiri?”\n\n“Oh, yes! I love those,” Julia said, batting her eyelashes at him and resting her head on her hands.\n\n“It’s a good thing you’re so easy to please,” Terrence said, turning around and pulling open the freezer to get some frozen strawberries out. “Cause I know like twenty drinks, tops.”\n\n“My rule as far as drinks go is: if she’s not flirting with other people, or flirting with house plants, she hasn’t had too much,” Alyssa said with a little snicker, lining up another shot. “Oh, do you have absinth?” the yapok asked, her tail poking up and out a little as she lined up a shot. \n\nJulia laughed, turning around on the stool to watch Alyssa playing pool. Terrence didn’t answer at first, as he’d just turned on the blender, but after it stopped, he turned back around while pouring the daiquiri into a wide glass. “Interesting fact about Absinthe: the original recipe was lost in the 1920s, when it was banned thanks to the misperception that one of the chemicals in it was a dangerously addictive hallucinogen. It made a revival in the 1990s, though it’s almost certainly not the same, other than the color and the use of a few herbs rumored to be used in the original recipe like wormwood, green anise, and fennel.”\n\nAfter Terrence finished pouring the daiquiri and set it in front of his wife, he turned back around and reached into a cupboard. “Nevertheless, I happen to have two different brands of modern absinthe: one French, the other American,” the ferret said, setting them on the bar.\n\n“One of them actually does have psychoactive compounds in it, though I won’t say which. Care for a drink?” he asked with a wicked smile.\n\n“If the medical business... whatever it is that you do... falls through, with a little work, you’d make for a nice bartender,” Alyssa said as she walked up to the bar. “Get you into one of the bars were the bartenders and staff dress real skimpy.” She said smiling and leaning on the bar. “And I was going to offer to make my specialty, but I’ll take whatcha cook up for me.”\n\n“Okay, in that case I have two questions for you. First: French or American?” he asked.\n\n“French,” Alyssa chose, smiling. Her tail tip twitched slightly in anticipation.\n\nTerrence turned around and plucked a crystal glass from the shelf, then took a strange looking slotted spoon out of a cupboard. After uncorking the bottle of french absinthe, he filled the glass with approximately two ounces of the green liquor before recorking it. “Second question: Water or Fire?” he asked, opening a small jar beneath the counter and plucking a cube of sugar from it, which he placed in the spoon and then balanced across the top of the glass.\n\n“I don’t need whiskers... Fire,” the yapok said, licking her lips as she watched. “Yeah. A little practice and you would make for a pretty good bartender.”\n\nHe plucked a small bottle of brandy from the shelf, then turned back around and drizzled a few drops of brandy on the cube of sugar, which began to dissolve. He set that down and reached under the counter, pulling out a small packet of matches. He plucked one out and struck it, then held it to the sugar cube which immediately ignited with blue flames.\n\nAfter shaking the match out, he tilted the spoon, causing the sugar cube to splash into the drink below and igniting the entire thing with a whoosh of blue and pink flames. “The flaming green fairy,” he said, before turning around and picking up another glass with a small amount of water. He quickly inverted the second glass over it, smothering the flames, and causing the drink to turn milky-green. He then picked the second glass back up and pushed the glass of absinthe over to the yapok.\n\n“Woooow,” Julia said, eyes wide. “Why have you never done that for me?” the stoat asked before sipping her daiquiri through a wide straw.\n\n“This’ll put some hair on my tail,” Alyssa muttered, taking a deep breath before picking up the glass and tossing the shot back and swallowing the booze. “Oooh, fucking A-” she squeaked. “Still has all the bite I remember,” the yapok said, shivering from ears to tail tip. “Tingly in all the right places.”\n\n“The fire is the bohemian method,” Terrence said, pouring his own glass of absinthe. “The water is the more traditional,” he said, placing the sugar cube on the spoon over the glass as he had done before, then put a few cubes of ice in a glass with some water and began dripping it over the cube until it had dissolved, leaving the absinthe the same milky-green color as Alyssa’s had. Once it was done, he removed the spoon and promptly drained the entire thing in one shot.\n\n“I’m warm now,” the yapok said, smiling and leaning against the bar. “It’s been awhile since I had a shot that good,” she said, letting her tail wrap around something she thought was one of the legs of a stool. “Oh... and Terrence, it’s your shot,” she said, motioning to the pool table.\n\n“Oh,” he said, setting down the glass. “I should go take it then.” After walking around the bar, he picked up his pool cue again and lined up another shot, sinking another ball.\n\nJulia, meanwhile, was looking down at her ankle with a puzzled expression. After a second, she giggled, then leaned towards the yapok sitting next to her. “You know, I always wondered what a tail like yours would feel like…” she said, lowering her voice to a whisper, “...inside me.”\n\n“Oh. Oh my,” Alyssa said, blushing darkly. “I thought that was the stool leg,” the yapok apologized, glanced down before leaning in towards the stoat. “Well, I think that it feels nice. Like a male, only without needing all the clean up and such. Chris likes it,” she said, letting the tail tip wiggle a bit, rubbing against the stoat’s leg, travelling higher with each passing moment.\n\n“Hey,” Terrence said, walking over as he saw Alyssa’s tail worming its way up his wife’s leg. “What exactly do you think you’re doing with my wife?” he asked, his tone of voice strangely neutral, rather than offended or angry. As he got within reach, he reached out with the pool cue in his hands and nudged it against Alyssa’s tail, leaving a small blue streak from the chalk on the top of the pool cue.\n\nAlyssa’s tail wiggled as she felt the cue, retreating a little. “Umm... I thought it was a stool leg. It, ummm... it has a mind of its own,” the yapok said blushing even darker, her ears dropping a little. “Bad tail,” she scolded, pointing at it.\n\nIgnoring the yapok for a moment, Terrence reached out, holding his wife’s shoulders and leaning over to whisper into his wife’s ear... the one opposite of Alyssa. After a few moments, Julia turned and whispered back. Then both of the mustelids turned to look at the yapok, a smirk on Terrence’s face and a grin on Julia’s.\n\n“Umm….” Alyssa hesitated, unwrapping her tail from Julia’s leg. “I will behave,” she apologized, pulling her tail close.\n\n“It’s too late for that; behaving won’t save you now,” Julia said, reaching out and grabbing the back of the yapok’s head, pulling her into a very abrupt, and very sexy french kiss.\n\nAlyssa’s tail started wiggling and twitching the moment that the stoat’s lips met hers, as if she’d been hooked up to a car battery. After closing her eyes, she felt Julia’s tongue against her lips, slipping into her muzzle. She couldn’t help wrapping her arms around the stoat, a sense of euphoria rising within her, as if she was reaching a new plane of consciousness. The yapok shivered as their tongues danced, brushing across the surprisingly sharp teeth hidden in Julia’s muzzle. The yapok pulled back from the kiss, blushing so fiercely her ears felt like they were on fire. “If... if misbehaving gets me that, I’m tempted to be downright bad.”\n\n“Oh, you’re getting a lot more than that,” Terrence said, dropping the pool cue on the floor and reaching out with both paws, putting one on the outside of Alyssa’s leg and pulling her around to face. The other paw slid around the water opossum’s back, sliding it down over the curve of her ass as he leaned forward to nibble on Alyssa’s exposed neck while his wife kissed Alyssa again, sticking her tongue out to play with the yapok’s once again.\n\nAlyssa wasn’t sure how this happened or why it was happening, but she didn’t care to question it. She was far too aroused to care, feeling the mustelid’s bodies against her own, their paws teasing and trailing along her fur, tongues dancing with hers. She could feel herself growing warm, her body wanting more of their sensual touch. After a few moments, she remembered her tail and slid it back up Julia’s leg. She wrapped her arms around both the stoat and ferret, not wanting either of them to go anywhere at this point.\n\nTerrence was more than happy to leave his hands where they were, gently squeezing the yapok’s toned butt and thighs while he continued to nibble up and down Alyssa’s neck. He felt, more than saw, his wife wrap her arms around Alyssa’s shoulders and waist, and grinned. While his wife continued to french kiss the yapok in his hands, he pulled back slightly and began kissing his way down from the collar of her tee-shirt to the center of her chest, then detouring down one breast, searching for the nipples he wasn’t quite sure he’d find; Alyssa was a marsupial after all.\n\nAlyssa’s tail coiled around the stoat’s legs, the tip sliding up between them, seeking out the treasure hidden there. The yapok’s tail tip runned against the fabric of Julia’s panties, firmly enough to be felt, but lightly enough to be teasing, while pressing her rump back against the ferret’s groping paws.\n\n“You know... I bet she’s got a pouch,” Terrence muttered, standing back up. “Julia? Why don’t you see if you can find it, hmm?” he asked as he went back to nibbling Alyssa’s neck.\n\nJulia didn’t reply; she was too busy gasping at the touch of Alyssa’s tail against her panties. Instead, she moved the paw that was already resting on Alyssa’s waist, lifting the yapok’s shirt up several inches and deftly undoing the snap on her jeans and pulling down the zipper. Without breaking the kiss, Julia ran her paw across Alyssa’s tummy, brushing across the top of the red thong Alyssa was wearing while searching for entrance to the yapok’s pouch.\n\nAlyssa squeaked as she felt Julia’s paw looking for her pouch. The yapok took the stoat’s paw and brought it up a little, guiding it to about were her belly button would have been. Meanwhile, she continued to wiggle her tail tip, trying unsuccessfully to slip past the hem of Julia’s panties.\n\n“Oh my!” Julia gasped, pulling back from the kiss as Alyssa became more aggressive with her tail. A second later, her paw found the entrance to the yapok’s pouch, her fingertips slipping into the warm pocket.\n\nTerrence took advantage of the momentary absence of Alyssa’s paws on his to move one of his paws inside her thigh, rubbing against the fabric of her jeans as his hand slid further up her leg. He stopped nibbling for a moment to ask “Would you prefer to stay down here, or perhaps take this upstairs? Julia’s grown rather fond of some of the... toys we have in our bedroom closet, and I’m sure she’d love to try them out on someone else,” he added, his voice noticeably deeper than usual.\n\n“You had me at toys,” Alyssa said, squirming against Terrence. “I know someone wants to try the tail,” she added, giggling and leaning over to steal a little nip of Julia’s neck as her tail tip continued teasing the stoat for a moment, before pulling her tail out from under Julia’s dress. “Lead the way sexy,” the yapok said.\n\nJulia wasted no time, taking hold of Alyssa’s paws and pulling her over to the lift door on the far side of the room. After tapping the call button, she turned back around and pulled the yapok into yet another deep kiss and stuck her other paw back into the yapok’s pouch.\n\nTerrence drained the rest of his drink and set it on the bar before following. The door opened with a soft chime, and he stepped past the two women and into the lift, holding the door open and tapping the button for the second floor.\n\nJulia pulled Alyssa into the lift, continuing to explore both the yapok’s mouth and pouch. After a second, she found a nub within the latter. Wondering if it was a nipple, she rubbed her fingers over it, then gave it a gentle twist.\n\nThe yapok let out a gasp as she felt the stoat teasing and tweaking one of her nipples. “Mmmmh that’s one of them. There’s four more,” she said, her nose wiggling as she blushed. “You two are sooo dirty,” she said, reaching out and slowly running a hand down Terrence’s chest.\n\n“Oh, not dirty... Just naughty,” Terrence countered, reaching down with both paws to hold Alyssa’s ass, squeezing them as the lift headed upwards. A few seconds later, he released them as the lift chimed and the door opened.\n\nJulia pulled her paw out of Alyssa’s pouch and tugged the woman’s shirt down as she stepped out of the lift, turning and walking down the forest green hallway to their bedroom. Once she reached it, she pulled the door open and stepped in, revealing the burgundy-painted bedroom and the massive king-sized bed in the middle with a floral-patterned coral and burgundy coverlet.\n\n“Is it bad that I’m already planning on stealing your bed?” Alyssa asked with a snicker as she stepped into the room, taking a moment to look around as she walked to the bed. \n\nA soft click followed by the clinking sound of a belt buckle came from the doorway as Terrence shut it behind him, kicking off his shoes and pulling at his belt. “Good luck with stealing that bed; it weighs like three hundred pounds,” he said, grinning.\n\n“Is it soft?” Alyssa asked as she sat on the edge of the bed, sinking a little. “Oh….”\n\n“Very,” Julia said, taking her red dress, revealing a matching set of undergarments off as she walked over to the closet, dropping the garment on the floor before stepping inside and pulling the door closed. The stoat nervously pulled her panties down, checking the pad she was wearing, then sighed with relief, seeing it was clean. Figuring it was probably safe to participate in the potential threesome, the stoat dropped the pad in the waste basket.\n\nBack inside the bedroom, Alyssa muttered “Well, I’m sure we can figure [i]something[/i] out.” She poked her tongue out a little before tugging her shirt up and off, revealing her black bra, then lay back to take her pants off. “Oh God. Can I just, like, sell myself to you for the bed?” the yapok asked, sighing as she sank into the soft bed. \n\n“That would be prostitution,” Terrence said, pulling his shirt off and dropping it on the floor, then undoing the button over his tail followed by the button on the front of his slacks, letting them fall to the floor. “And prostitution is illegal. You’re a very, very bad girl...” he said, glancing over to the closet as his wife stepped out, carrying a pair of toys.\n\n“And bad girls should be punished,” Julia said with a wicked grin, the stoat holding up a pair of dildos, both nearly as long as her forearms. The thicker equine one sported a slightly flared tip, whereas the canine dildo had a baseball-sized knot just above the square base.\n\n“Well, it would be more of a trade or something like that,” Alyssa extemporized, sitting upright and turning to see what Julia was up to. Then gasped at the sight of the dildos, blushing dark red. “Shit, woman! I always heard that you people were practically made of rubber,” the yapok said, giving a slightly hysterical giggle before wondering if taking something that large was possible. Licking her lips, she quickly shucked her jeans and tossed them to the floor.\n\n“Well, in that case, I’m sure we can work out an arrangement of some kind,” Terrence said. “Maybe we could let you sleep in it from time to time… if you were willing to play with us,” he said, putting his thumbs in the waist-band of his boxers and pulling them down, revealing a stiff seven inch erection, and a pair of balls the size of plums.\n\nJulia meanwhile walked over to the bed, laying the two dildos down near the head as she pulled a tube off the headboard. After dropping it next to them, she reached behind her chest to undo her bra, clearly showing off the fact that she had not two, or even four, but six breasts of gradually decreasing size.\n\n“I’m sure that we can work something out. I did something similar in my bartending days,” Alyssa said with a giggle, eyes going a little wide at the sight of Julia’s chest. “I always wondered about that,” the yapok commented, looking over the stoat’s assets. “I thought that it was a trick of the light. May I?” she asked, scooting over to the stoat, paws up.\n\nJulia smiled, sitting down on the bed and lying on her back. “By all means,” she said, crossing her arms underneath her head. Terrence, meanwhile, walked around the side of the bed where his wife was lying, rubbing his paws up and down her hips a few moments before hooking his fingers and pulling her panties off. With a naughty smirk, the slender hob lifted them to his face and took a deep breath, then dropped them to the floor as he fell to his knees. Julia didn’t wait even a moment, spreading her legs and draping them over his shoulders and he pressed his muzzle to her mound, taking another deep breath before sticking his tongue as far into her passage as it would reach.\n\nAlyssa squirmed as she watched the ferret going down on his wife. Unable to resist, the yapok leaned in and started licking at one of the many nipples that the stoat had, wiggling her tongue against it, flicking it, and even tracing circles around it. After feeling it harden, she started suckling on it. Meanwhile, she ran her tail along Terrence’s leg, wrapping it around his manhood, slowly moving up and down.\n\nTerrence let out a deep moan of approval as he felt the flexible appendage wrap around his dick, but otherwise showed little indication of having noticed it. He continued to plunge his tongue deep into his wife’s passage, then pulled back and licked around her inner and outer labia and nibbled gently at her clit for a few moments before starting the whole process over again.\n\nJulia on the other hand, wrapped both her paws around two of the breasts that Alyssa wasn’t currently playing with and began kneading them and twisting her nipples, gasping softly and then sighing in pleasure.\n\n“Oh God,” Alyssa whispered to herself, nibbling her lower lip while watching Terrence perform cunnilingus on Julia. She gave his length a squeeze before stroking him faster. “He looks so good with that tongue of his...I can only imagine how good he is with other things,” she murmured to Julia as she switched to one of the other free nipples, licking and teasing ever so lightly with her teeth, paws feeling around the stoat’s supple body.\n\n“Oh, he is. And his hands are magic,” Julia confirmed, mouth hanging open in bliss.\n\nAfter another half minute of licking his wife’s pussy, Terrence reached out and snagged the bottle of coconut oil sitting next to the dildos and popped the lid open, squirting some in one hand. Then he drew back, looking up at Alyssa while licking his lips. “Things are about to get a bit messy,” he said, glancing down at the tail wrapped around his dick. “You might want to move your tail unless you want it covered in lube…”\n\n“Mmm, it’s not like it hasn’t been covered in it before,” Alyssa said with a grin, still stroking along his cock. “I make sure that I keep it smooth and soft,” the yapok said as she went about licking and nipping at Julia’s neck and shoulder. “Just ask Chris about some of the things that it’s done.”\n\nTerrence’s eyebrows rose slightly at that, and his dick throbbed. He only hoped that the yapok hadn’t noticed the latter. Shaking his head slightly, he reached down with both hands and began stroking what flesh of his manhood he could, along with the yapok’s tail, covering them both with oil and filling the air with the smell of coconut.\n\n“You know,” Alyssa said, sitting upright, “I like coconut.” The yapok purred as she felt Terrence’s lube slick paw sliding over her tail tip. “And I can feel every little twitch you’re making. Naughty boy,” she added, looking at the ferret, licking her lips and winking. “You’re thinking about Chris, aren’t you?”\n\nTerrence blushed, the skin inside his ears turning bright red before he had the presence of mind to lay them flat against his skull with a twitch. “If you like coconut… coconut oil makes for an amazing lubricant, as you’re about to find out,” he said, trying to distract the yapok as he stood up, sliding his wife’s legs down from his shoulders until her knees were draped over the crook of his elbows.\n\n“You know, you’re cute when you blush like that,” Alyssa said looking at the ferret, her tail stroking him faster as he lined up with his wife’s hips. “Is there something you want to say about my daughter?” the yapok asked as she got up, her tail slipping away as she got behind him. “You know that I’m a nurse. I’m very good at [i]ferreting[/i] things out,” she added, kissing his cheek.\n\nTerrence said nothing for a moment, slowly pushing forward into his wife’s passage, filling her all the way from tip to sheath in one slow, deliberate thrust. “I want to say, yes, but I probably shouldn’t,” he said, stopping for a moment to savor the feel of Julia’s silky, slippery insides as they squeezed his length in the most delightful way. “So I plead the fifth.”\n\n“What is it that my daughter says? Oh yes. ‘YOLO’,” Alyssa said, sliding her tail tip up his leg and against Julia’s clit. “[i]Someone[/i] is having thoughts about a little yapok,” she said to Julia before turning back to Terrence. “Would it help if I told you that I tease her constantly about you two and Elizabeth having sex as well? How she wiggles and squirms... how horny it makes her?” she asked, resting her hand on Terence's chest.\n\n“How about I... tell you about it… after I’ve fucked... both of you silly,” Terrence said, starting to pant as he began rutting his wife hard and fast, making all six of Julia’s breasts bounce up and down in tandem.\n\n“Ohhh, now I want to hear,” Julia said, her voice shaking with every thrust, still massaging her boobs, pinching and twisting the nipples gently. The stoat lifted her head up and met Alyssa’s eyes as a solitary rational thought popped into her head for the first time in almost half an hour. “Oh, and don’t worry about cubs; he just got his snip reversed, but his sperm count is way too low to make pups,” she said, with a sad frown, then added “Yet”. Her head fell back again as a wave of pleasure hit her, making her moan loudly.\n\n“Oh, I’m not worried about getting knocked up,” Alyssa said smiling, and starting to flick her tail tip against Julia’s clit faster. “I have been thinking about a little brother or sister for Chris,” she said blushing. “But I don’t think that’s what he’s all huffy about. I think that he wants a little yapok in bed here with us,” she said, letting a paw run down his spine, dull claws running over the ridge of his spine. “I wish you could have felt his cock twitch when I said something about Chris and my tail,” she added, smiling from ear to ear.\n\n“Oh God,” Julia said, her head going back up to look at her husband as she felt his dick throb. “I just felt it too,” she said, eyes going wide. “You want to fuck Chris. I don’t believe it. You pervert,” she said, then frowned thoughtfully as she imagined her husband railing the young hermaphrodite, imagining the young cub’s dick bouncing with every thrust, then Chris spraying her cum across her chest. “Actually... That... that would be kind of hot,” Julia said, her legs starting to twitch. She let out a long moan as she began to climax.\n\n“See? She likes the idea,” Alyssa said, smiling and leaning up to whisper in Terrence’s ear. “You can come out and say it…”\n\nTerrence moaned as he felt his wife climax around his length, feeling his own orgasm start. Within moments, the ferret was spilling thick, white cream into Julia’s passage as his length danced and jerked within her. For a moment, he stood there, panting for breath, then slowly pulled out of Julia’s passage. As his length slipped out, it was followed a few moments later by a few gooey drips as the excess began to spill out of her and onto the edge of the bed, rolling slowly down the side of the coverlet. Without shifting his stance, he turned his head to meet Alyssa’s gaze, still panting. “How about I tell you... after I’ve filled you up too.”\n\n“Mmm, that works for me. A nice way to warm back up,” Alyssa said as she slipped away, wiggling a little tugging down the bit of red fabric that she called panties, before getting onto her knees against the bed, tail lifting high as she perked out her rump. “Mmm, I want to taste that sexy stoat,” she said, looking at Julia and wiggling her tongue.\n\n“Oooh, kinky,” Julia said, grinning. “I think I can oblige you,” the stoat added, scooting over so her pussy was under Alyssa’s mouth. “As long as you don’t mind ferret sauce as well.”\n\n“That would make it even better,” Alyssa said with a snicker, letting her tongue slide from the bottom of Julia’s slit to her clit, then spending a few moments teasing the sensitive nub. “Mmm, such a nice taste,” she said, then went back to licking, letting her tongue dip into the stoat’s honey pot as she did.\n\n“You know, I haven’t had sex with anyone but Julia and Elizabeth for over fifteen years,” Terrence said as he moved behind the yapok on the bed. “Forgive me if I’m a bit rusty, Alyssa.”\n\n“I’m not that hard to please,” the yapok said, wrapping her tail around Terrence’s waist and pulling him close. “Just rut me like the naughty milf I am,” she instructed with a wink as she went back to trying to make the stoat wiggle and moan. Her tongue slipped back into Julia, wiggling it as deep as she could get it, purring at the mixed salty, sweet, and musky flavors of Julia and Terrence mixed together.\n\n“Naughty milf indeed,” Terrence replied as he pushed the tip of his member against her folds, then began moving his hips around in a circle as he pushed into the yapok’s passage, stirring her insides with his dick as it went further and further into her. “Molesting your own daughter. Using your tail to sexually abuse her. Taking advantage of her innocence, making her rut you like some sick pervert. God does that sound hot,” he said, leaning over her as he began to fuck her hard and fast. “I’d love to watch sometime.”\n\n“Oh God, I know,” Alyssa muttered, panting as she felt more and more of the ferret slipping into her insides. “Mmm, the times that I would wake her up for school with a mouth hug... the time that we spent in the shower... the double ended toy that I got for her birthday,” she reminisced before going back to licking and teasing the stoat milf.\n\n“Huh, I never... thought of doing it.... in the shower. That might be fun,” Terrence said, conversationally as he continued to thrust in and out of the yapok’s passage.\n\n“Well, it’s more fun if you don’t have to worry about hot water running out,” Alyssa admitted as she pressed back against the ferret. “You know, I might be able to get her to put on a little show for you two and Liz. Me and her and that double ended toy. We have a fun little game with that,” she said before going back to licking Julia’s pussy again.\n\nThe ferret’s length throbbed at the thought as he continued to fuck the milf that was eating out his wife. Over the summer he’d come to accept the fact that he was a pervert. He’d managed to restrain himself, denying himself the pleasure of mating with his daughter while she was no longer in season, when it was no longer necessary to mate with her to keep her anemia in check. Unfortunately, his strength to resist the temptation was fading fast as Alyssa’s naughty suggestions fueled the flames of his imagination.\n\nThe thought of watching the two yapoks please each other in incestuous bliss while he and his wife watched (or even better, watched while he was balls deep in his own daughter) was almost enough to make him reconsider the rules he had laid down for himself nine years earlier. It was so tempting to abandon the pretense of being a good guy and give in to his perverted nature.\n\n“Mmm, someone must be thinking naughty thoughts,” Alyssa muttered, smiling and rolling her hips. “I can feel you twitching and throbbing like someone plugged your tail into a socket. Did I tell you how Chris likes it when I tease her about tasting and smelling you two on Elizabeth?” the yapok asked before going back to licking and tongue teasing Julia, suckling on her clit, even letting her teeth ever so lightly rub and tease the stoat.\n\nJulia moaned at the treatment she was receiving, her hips bucking. She was already sensitive after her first orgasm, and the feel of the yapok’s teeth on her flesh was a pleasure so intense that it bordered on pain. “My God you two are kinky,” the stoat said.\n\n“Says the woman... who lets her daughter... fist her pussy... all the way... to her elbow,” Terrence said, panting with exertion as he continued to mate with the woman eating out his wife.\n\n“Mmm, it keeps things interesting.” Alyssa said, smiling and pulling back a little to let out a moan. “And I would love to see something like that. From what Chris has teased me over, Liz is quite the sweet little lover. I can see where she got it from,” the yapok paused, holding onto the sheets, shivering from head to tail. “Fuck! Fill me, ferret,” she ordered, whining out as she shook in orgasm, her walls clamping down on his cock, milking it for all that it was worth.\n\nTerrence didn’t think he was that close to cumming, but when Alyssa clamped down around him, whining, he found he was mistaken. As the yapok’s climax began to wind down, his own started up. His dick tensed, and then began squirting rope after rope of thick, white semen into her reproductive tract, spraying against the end of her passage where the marsupial’s bifurcated vagina began. He’d fully intended to pull out, but figured it was pointless. Besides, he was basically still sterile, according to the doctor.\n\n“God, that’s it,” Alyssa moaned, pressing back against the ferret. “Mmm, I can feel it so deep...on the left side,” she said with a smirk before she started wiggling her fingers against Julia’s flower. “Now, you just need to do it with the other side.”\n\n“Other side? Oh, right… marsupials…” Terrence said, rolling his eyes once he realized what she was talking about, “Sorry, but I’m going to need a bit of time to recharge,” he said, leaning against the yapok’s back. After taking a few deep breaths to get his wind back, he continued speaking in a conversational tone. “Twice in a row is my limit. In the meantime, since you requested that I spill my guts… I was actually thinking that it might be pleasant to have sex with your daughter. Especially while your daughter was having sex with our daughter. Not that I would ever do such a thing.”\n\n“Terrence!” Julia said, shocked at the perverted suggestion. Between Alyssa’s fingers and Terrence’s naughty suggestion, any chance the stoat had of keeping her orgasm at bay was completely lost. “Oh God, that would be so hot,” the stoat whispered, starting to shake again as her second orgasm hit hard and fast.\n\nAlyssa smiled as she kept teasing Julia through her orgasm. “Well, you know...there is only one way to find out,” the yapok said, smiling and leaning back in to steal a few last licks of the stoat. “I’m pretty sure that she would be down for that,” she added, giggling.\n\n“Stooop,” Julia begged, whining. “I’m too sensitive now,” the stoat said, scooting back away from Alyssa’s relentless and talented fingers and tongue. “Shoot. I wanted to see what that tail would feel like inside me…”\n\n“We can try that later, angel. Like in a few minutes from now,” Terrence said with a smirk as he pulled himself free and then rolled off Alyssa’s back and onto the bed, leaving the yapok’s nethers dripping semen, just as he’d done for Julia.\n\nBoth Alyssa and Terrence were blissfully unaware that they had created the perfect storm. The yapok had stopped taking her heat suppressants a little over a week ago when Chris had come down with pneumonia, and her heat had rebounded with a vengeance. None of them, even Terrence’s doctor, would have suspected that his sperm count would return to healthy levels within two weeks of surgery. As he rolled off the yapok’s back, his seed was seeping past the seal of Alyssa’s cervix, sparking the gift of new life within her, just as he had for his wife a week earlier.\n\n“He’s right,” Alyssa said with a little shiver as she was left empty. “A little break, some water... I think that would be good for all of us. Don’t want to get dehydrated,” the yapok said, getting up. “Sooo, we should get a little cleaned up. I’ll go get some bottles of water, grab the pouchling and noodle... and we all have a little talk?” she suggested with a smirk, then started looking around the piles of clothes for her jeans and shirt.\n\nThe ferret and stoat looked at each other, both starting to blush. Most of the stuff they said in the bedroom was just for play; neither of them had ever really considered that Alyssa might take it seriously. Julia opened her mouth as if to say something, then closed it again. Terrence took a deep breath, looking at her, then over at Alyssa. He really wanted to say something, to deny it all… and yet, there had been a grain of truth to what he’d said. He did want to watch the two yapoks play together, to see what it was like to have sex with a hermaphrodite, to watch the two cubs mate with each other in their youthful innocence.\n\nThe last of the poor ferrets’ willpower gave way with an almost audible snap. He was doomed to Hell for certain, and yet… he somehow didn’t care. Terrence let his breath out slowly, and nodded. “Sure.”\n",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "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 13
Wednesday, December 30th, 2015
“Oh suck it up cupcake,” Alyssa said as they pulled into the parking lot of the small doctor’s office. The older yapok put the Jeep in park and unlocked the doors, pulled the handle and pushed the door open.
“But I’m better now. I don’t need all the extra check ups and stuff,” Chris huffed. The younger yapok hated going to the doctors. She’d spent days in the ICU after coming down with pneumonia on Christmas day and was thoroughly sick of being poked, prodded, and questioned.
“I know that you’re over all that. But I still want you to see the doctor and make sure that nothing else is wrong,” Alyssa said, pulling her tail out of the gap in the seat, getting out of the Jeep, and shutting the door.
Chris grudgingly did the same, slapping her hairless tail against the ground in annoyance before following her mother. “Okay, fine,” Chris said as they walked up to the building and stepped inside. The two yapoks walked up to the front desk.
“Hello. We have an appointment, under Paige,” Alyssa said, picking up the pen sitting on the counter and quickly filling out the sign-in sheet next to it while her daughter took a seat at one of the lobby chairs and pulled her phone out of her pouch.
“All right. I have you checked in. Could I get you to fill this out?” the receptionist asked, handing the older yapok a clipboard with papers on it.
“Yes. Thank you,” Alyssa replied, taking the clipboard and walking to the waiting area. She sat down next to her daughter and started to fill out the paperwork. “Let’s see... Christina Angelica Paige...”
“Mooooom,” Chris whined at the use of her full name, glancing up from her phone. “You don’t have to say it out loud.”
“Yes, I do. It keeps you humble,” Alyssa retorted as she kept working through the paperwork, writing in the younger yapok’s medical history. “It’s weird being the one filling out the paperwork rather than processing it and filing it”, she muttered. It took her a few minutes to get it done, but eventually she was able to take it back to the receptionist. Then they waited to be called back, Alyssa casually running her claws through her daughter’s hair while Chris browsed the web on her phone.
After what felt like hours of waiting, but was probably no more than ten minutes, the door next to the reception desk opened and a male bengal cat in a lab coat stepped out. “Christina,” He called out, watching the two yapoks stand up. “It’s nice to meet you,” the cat said, stepping back through the door, leading the two yapoks into an examination room. “I’m Dr. Reno.”
“I’m Alyssa,” the older yapok said, smiling and nodding as she took a seat off to the side. Chris clambered up onto the paper covered exam table.
“You must be Christina,” the doctor said, smiling at the younger yapok. “So I hear that you had a pretty serious case of pneumonia?” he asked, looking through her file.
“You can call me Chris,” the yapok said, returning the smile. “And it wasn’t that bad.”
“I don’t know. Anytime that you cough up blood, that’s not good,” the bengal cat disagreed, setting down the file on the counter before putting the earpieces of his stethoscope into his ears. He pressed the cold metal end to Chris’ chest. “Take a deep breath and hold,” the doctor said, then after she did so added, “And exhale.” He listened carefully, then repeated the process a few more times, moving the end to several other places and having her do it again, before listening to her heart.
“Hear anything interesting?” Chris asked as she watched him taking the earpieces out.
“Yes,” the cat replied as he started writing down notes in the file, “Your lungs are strong, but there are still some bubbling sounds.” The doctor turned to the mother, saying “I would like to take her back for some x-rays to get a better look. The x-ray tech will be in for you in a few minutes.” After finishing the notes he’d taken, he left the room, nodding at Alyssa on the way out.
Sure enough, a few moment’s later a canine of some kind poked their head in the door. “Chris? Would you come with me?” the technician asked, before leading the yapok off for the test. After spending nearly a minute prepping everything and another minute fussing about where Chris was standing, the technician took a few scans and then led her back to the exam room where her mother was waiting. Several more minutes passed in relative quiet as they waited for the doctor.
“Sorry for the delay,” The bengal cat said as he stepped back through the door. “I have your x-rays,” he said, putting them up on the light board to one side and turning it on. “Your notes said that you did spray painting, right? I take it that you didn’t wear a mask or at least didn’t use a good one?” he asked, switching the light on, showing off the scan of the young yapok’s lungs and bones.
“I used a mask, but I didn’t think that there was a certain kind that I needed,” Chris confirmed, tilting her head a little.
“Yes, unfortunately. There are respirator masks designed specifically for spray painting. Unfortunately, it’s a bit late for that now,” he informed her, pointing to lighter areas at the bottom of each lung and one or two other small spots. “These are signs of scarring and lung damage where the chemicals in spray paint collect in your lungs over time. That’s what they sucked out of your lungs when you were in the E.R. You can also see pockets where the pneumonia hasn’t completely cleared up, so you’ll need to continue the antibiotics for a while. I’ll need to do an MRI to determine the exact extent of the damage, but I don’t think it’s terribly bad,” he said, taking a deep breath. “I’ve seen worse.”
“So for the most part, she’s okay?” Alyssa asked hopefully, leaning forward and loosely curling her tail around a chair leg.
“Well, yes and no,” the doctor said, turning to the older yapok. “The good news is the pneumonia is clearing up. The bad news is she’s already lost enough lung capacity that she’ll never be able to play professional sports... except maybe golf,” he said, sighing before continuing, “Even the best painting masks only block 95% of VOCs, and she can’t afford any more damage. She’s got to completely stop doing anything that would damage her lungs. Now, do you smoke, or are you two around people that smoke?”
“I don’t smoke and we don’t hang around people that do,” Alyssa said, frowning. Her tail tightened around the chair leg at the bad news.
“Good. Don’t. What I’m going to do is write her a prescription for an albuterol sulfate inhaler. She can carry this with her in case she has trouble breathing, and we’ll need to schedule an MRI for her at the hospital. Once she’s had that MRI and I’ve reviewed the extent of the damage, I want to see her again so we can talk about addressing long-term health issues and respiratory therapy,” the doctor said, scribbling something down and handing Alyssa a piece of paper before scribbling something in Chris’ file. “The imaging department will call you to schedule the MRI and follow-up,” he said, shaking the mother’s paw. “I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news. I hope that the rest of your day goes better,” the feline said, leading them back to the waiting room.
Once Alyssa had stopped and settled things with the receptionist, the two yapoks were out the door and got back into the Jeep. “See? That wasn’t too bad. I’m sorry, Chris, but no more spray painting,” the older yapok said, buckling her seatbelt, starting the engine, and pulling out of the parking lot.
“I know, mom,” Chris said, a little defeated, staring out the window as they headed home.
“I know you don’t want to stop, but you can still use normal paints and canvas,” Alyssa said, reaching out and patting her daughter on the knee.
“I know. The painting was fun, and I’ll miss it. But I’ll be okay; I like music more,” Chris said before flashing her mother a calculating glance. “I think you should get us something to eat... a pizza. I mean, I’ve been good,” the younger yapok said with a smirk.
“Of course you’ve been good, you were stuck in bed with pneumonia for the past few days. I’d forgotten how big my bed is without you in it. But that works for me; it means I don’t have to cook,” Alyssa said, handing her daughter the cell phone. “Call it in.”
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Saturday, January 2nd, 2016
“Man, it’s good finally being able to do something for once. I feel like I missed half of Christmas break,” Chris said, once again staring out the window as they drove through the Tualatin suburbs towards the Stouffer’s residence.
“I know. I’m glad you’re getting better,” Alyssa said, reaching over and ruffling her daughter’s hair.
“It felt like forever,” Chris said smiling as they pulled up to the wrought-iron gate in front of the driveway of the familiar house.
“It wasn’t that long, but it felt like it. I’m just glad that you’re better and we found out about that lung damage before it got really bad,” Alyssa said, reaching out and pressing the intercom button.
“It doesn’t feel like it’s that bad. Didn’t the doctor say there were really good masks or something?” the younger yapok asked, looking over at her mom.
“No. Spray painting is banned. If I catch you doing it or anything else that’s bad for your breathing, I’ll take a chancla to your hide,” the older yapok warned, giving her daughter ‘The Look’.
The wrought-iron gate in front of the car swung open without the usual greeting from Charlotte; apparently they were expected.
“Oh, and remember to watch your tail twitching around the kitten,” Alyssa said as she drove into the circular driveway, eventually stopping and putting the jeep into park. “Cat bites can easily cause infections.”
“I know, mom,” Chris replied as they got out of the car, the younger yapok opening the back door to grab her backpack before heading up the steps to the Stouffer’s front door.
The front door swung open, revealing a very chipper-looking doberman, dressed in a blue and green plaid skirt and blue turtleneck instead of her usual maid outfit. “Hello! Feeling better, Chris?” Charlotte asked brightly, stepping out of the way for the two yapoks.
“Healthy and hale,” the younger yapok replied as she and her mother slipped past the doberman, pausing when she got into the house and turning to peer suspiciously up at the teenage canine. “You seem… happy.”
“I got more sleep than usual,” Charlotte said with a smile, closing the door behind the two marsupials. “Elizabeth is upstairs in her room, and Mr. and Mrs. Stouffer are downstairs in the basement lounge.”
The older yapok picked up on what her daughter was implying and decided to play along with the mischief. Leaning towards the canine and cocking an eyebrow, she asked. “You’re not pregnant are you? I mean you have that... glow.”
The smile faded from the doberman’s face, replaced by a look of shock and worry. “Oh God. I, uh... I’ll be right back,” Charlotte said, immediately turning and running up the stairs.
“Charlotte,” they heard a young man call from the entertainment room. “Is everything okay?”
“Umm... Sorry dude,” Chris said, stepping over to the entrance to the entertainment room. “I think mom accidentally broke her,” the smaller yapok said, looking over at the japanese macaque that she’d met over Christmas.
“I didn’t mean to; I was just pulling her leg. It could have been worse, though. I could have gone full nurse on her,” Alyssa said walking over to her daughter. “Hikari, wasn’t it?”
“Hikari Arakaki,” the japanese macaque confirmed, standing up from the couch, brushing off his jeans when he saw the older yapok. “I’m sorry, but I’ve forgotten your names.”
“I’m Chris and my mom is Alyssa,” the younger yapok said. She went silent for a second, but the moment that her mom started to say something, she asked “So... have you asked Charlotte out yet?”
“Chris...” Alyssa muttered, sighing with exasperation and shaking her head. “Don’t mind her.”
The monkey’s face went a little more pink, if such a thing was possible, but he answered nonetheless. “Uh… Yes, I did. On Christmas day,” he added, responding to Chris’s inquiry.
“Well, that explains why she ran off in such a hurry,” Alyssa said, shaking her head. “All I did was ask if she might be pregnant,” the yapok defended herself.
“Good job mom,” Chris said sarcastically, shaking her head a little then letting out a squeak as her mom’s tail booped her nose.
“Go play with Liz. And behave,” the older yapok chastised, glancing down at her daughter, who immediately turned and walked over to the lift to head up to the third floor. “And Hikari, sorry about that. When you see Charlotte, tell her I apologize if I worried her. I was just joking,” she added, walking through the entertainment room, making her way towards the stairs to the basement lounge.
Hikari just stood there, dumbfounded, his mouth hanging open. Both he and Charlotte had discounted the possibility of pregnancy since they were so far apart taxonomically. Still, there was a chance. A few moments after Alyssa left the room, the seriousness of the situation hit him, and he fell to his knees, hitting the carpet with a thump.
A few moments later, Alyssa called out “Julia, Terrence. You two hiding down here?” as she walked down the steps to the den, spotting the two mustelids.
Julia looked up from where she was lounging on the couch with a book in one paw, then raised a glass in Alyssa’s direction. Judging by the white coloring and the pineapple slice on the rim, it was probably a piña colada. Rather than her usual polo shirt and skirt, she was wearing a long-sleeved wine-colored dress.
“Well, if we told you where we were, we wouldn’t be hiding, would we?” Terrence said from the bar, pouring something into a tall glass. It looked to have three or so layers of different shades of blue liquid in it. To finish it off, he stuck a maraschino cherry on the edge of the glass. “Want to try a Blue Lagoon?” he asked, holding the drink out for her. “I’ve been trying out a few new drink recipes.”
“I don’t know… you two could have been down here getting it on,” Alyssa said with a smirk as she took the glass and gave it a sniff. “Thank you. Cheers to a new year,” she said, holding the glass up before tilting it back and taking a long sip, then picking off the cherry and tossing it up before catching it with her muzzle.
“We usually don’t do anything naughty down here when there’s kids in the house,” Julia said, sipping her pina colada. “And happy new year to you as well.”
Terrence didn’t answer, as he was busy putting bottles back and then taking a few more back down to make himself a drink. “Let’s see… light rum, dark rum, creme de almond, triple sec, pineapple juice… where’d I put that sweet and sour mix?”
“Over on the left hand-side,” Julia said. “Where you always put it.”
“Right, thanks.” he said, pulling down a Collins glass and starting his first attempt at making a Mai Tai.
“That poor pool table,” Alyssa said, heading over to one of the seats and slouching into it, letting out a little purr. “It never gets to have any fun,” she said with a snicker.
“Well, if you want to have a game, I’m always down for a game of pool,” Terrence replied. “Why else would I put a pool table down here?” he asked, reaching over and flipping the light over the pool table on, and dimming the lights in the rest of the room slightly. Then he reached into the fridge and pulled out a slice of orange, using it to top off his Mai Tai.
“Well if you’re me or my sister, there are other uses for a pool table,” Alyssa said, smiling. “It’s been a little since I played, but I might take you up on that.”
“Oh, you mean your sister with the farm?” Julia asked, setting her book down on the table next to another empty glass and sitting up. “Pray tell, what other uses do you have for a pool table?” she asked with a sultry smile, taking another sip of her piña colada.
“Well… felt isn’t cheap for pool tables. We both learned that the hard way,” Alyssa said, taking another sip of her drink. “And well, Peggy, her then boyfriend, now husband, Chris’ sperm donor, and I were on a date at this little backwater bar with a private pool room. One thing, and lots of alcohol, led to another. The date ended with me and Peggy, back to back on a pool table, being bred by our boyfriends. That was the night that Chris was conceived.” She giggled, adding “afterwards we got charged for the pool table repair and got a lifetime ban.”
“Oh my,” Julia said, laughing.
Terrence nearly choked on his drink at the story. “Ahem, yes. Pool table felt is not cheap and it doesn’t clean easily,” he said after wiping his mouth with a napkin. “Leather couches clean up much more easily,” he said pointing at the one that Julia was sitting on, “And they’re far more comfortable, too.”
Alyssa snickered. “Heh, that might have saved us the walk of shame that night. I was sure that I was leaving a trail down the sidewalk walking home. I might, well... I hated Daniel at first for getting me pregnant, but God was he a good fu-” She paused, blushing a bit at what she said. “You know, I wonder if they make leather pillow covers,” she said, abruptly changing the subject.
“Oh, they do,” Terrence said, setting his drink on the edge of the pool table and walking over to the wall to pull down a pair of pool cues.
“So, how was the New Years party?” Julia asked, taking another sip and leaning back against the couch, throwing one arm over the back. “Or did you not go?”
“I ended up staying home,” Alyssa answered, taking another sip of her drink with a happy sigh. “Me and Chris lounged around, played strip poker, yelled at the idiots in horror movies, and slacked off,” the yapok said getting, up and heading over to the pool table, starting to rack up the balls.
“Strip poker? You mentioned that a month ago. I haven’t played that since I was in college,” Julia said, finishing off her pina colada. “Oh no... I’m empty,” she said mournfully, sighing.
“Strip poker with your daughter, huh?” Terrence asked with a grin, holding out a pool cue for the yapok.
“Empty huh?” Alyssa said with a little giggle, then glanced down at her own drink and finished it off. “Me too. If you like pineapple, I have a drink that you might like. If you want I can make it for you.” She turned to face Terrence, taking the pool cue and setting it against the table before answering “Yeah. I learned a while ago not to play for money with her. Last night I ended up naked with my pouch in the wind in just a few hands.”
Terrence’s mouth opened, then shut again. He had no response to that, so instead he spent a few moments polishing the tip of his pool cue.
After retrieving both her own and Alyssa’s empty glasses and setting them down in the bar sink, Julia came back around the bar and sat down on one of the bar stools. “I do like pineapple. What kind of drink?” she asked.
Alyssa smirked at Terrence, “you know that marsupials have pouches, right? As for the money that time, it was just a quarter a hand, and I still lost five bucks,” she said heading over to the bar. “The guy I worked with called this drink a Dragon Hunter. It’s got some unusual ingredients,” the yapok explained, taking the glasses and slipping them into the dishwasher and grabbing a pair of clean ones, then started looking through the bar for the required ingredients. “Aha! Dragon berry rum. I’ve got this,” she said, grabbing a bottle of blue curacao, pineapple juice, vodka, and Bacardi dragon berry rum.
“Huh. I got that rum for Julia a while ago, but she never used it,” Terrence commented. “I was worried it would sit there and collect dust forever.”
“I forgot about it,” Julia apologized, watching as Alyssa started pouring. With a little flourish, the yapok started mixing different amounts into the glasses before sliding one to Julia and putting the bottles away.
The ferret and stoat watched as the yapok behind the bar worked her magic for a few moments before Terrence asked “Mind if I break?”
“There is a ball busting joke in there somewhere,” Alyssa said with a little giggle as she took a swig of her own drink. “Yapok fact: I was a bartender in college,” she said, watching the ferret at the pool table before sitting her drink down and heading over to join him.
“Really?” Terrence asked as he took the first shot, sending balls flying across the table. The first ball in was a striped one.
“Yeah. It was how I met Daniel,” Alyssa said as she watched the balls rolling across the table. “Looks like I’m solid. So... been playing long?” She asked, picking up her own cue and polishing the tip as she walked around the table, looking for a shot and finally settling on one. As she bent over to take her shot, her tail twitched for a second before the clacking sound filled the room, knocking one of the solid colored balls into the corner hole.
“Yes, but never seriously,” he said, watching.
“This is actually pretty good,” Julia said, sipping the cocktail that Alyssa had made for her.
“Well, I used to be a pro at getting people sloshed and giving hangovers,” Alyssa said with a little snicker, before smiling and looking at Terrence as she lined up another shot. “Sooo... strip pool?” she said with a lascivious grin.
“No way,” Terrence denied, shaking his head. “I’d be in my boxers before you’d lost a shoe, if this is any sample of how well you play.”
“I knew I should have hustled you,” the yapok said with a snicker, taking another shot and sinking another ball into one of the middle holes. “I’ll take off twice the clothes you do per ball.”
“Yeaaaaah... No,” Terrence said, picking up his glass and taking a few sips as he waited for the yapok to either miss a ball or win the round.
“I’m guessing you played a bit of pool at whatever bar you were tending,” Julia said, her voice sounding a bit fuzzy. “You’re good,” she said, taking another sip.
“Wuss,” Alyssa said, laughing. “And don’t think that you can wait for me to get drunk and beat me; I get better the more I drink,” the yapok said, lining up a shot. The ball bounced off another ball and hit the edge of the table next to the hole she was aiming for. “Well, shit,” she muttered, walking back over to the bar were she’d left her drink. “And take your time, I’ve got to catch up on my drinking,” she added, picking up her drink and sipping it.
Terrence set his drink down, then walked around the table. After finding a decent angle, he leaned over with his pool cue and lined up his own shot, ricocheting it off one ball and into another. The striped one landed in a corner hole with a clack.
“Catch up? What, is this a race?” Julia said, finishing off her second drink. “Mmm, that was good.”
“Well, we can’t have you having all the fun,” Alyssa said, poking her tongue out, kicking back the last of her drink before stepping up to the table. “Terrence, you’re hustling me, aren’t you?”
“I have made no claims whatsoever with regards to my skill at pool,” Terrence said, leaning over and making a trick shot that sank two more striped balls. “However, I will say that I do get bored down here sometimes,” the ferret added, making another shot that bounced the cue ball over one of the solids and smacked into a pair of stripes. One of them went in, and the other one came to a stop a few inches from another hole. Unfortunately, the cue ball sank as well.
“So….” Alyssa began, walking around the table, reaching into the hole that the cue ball was hiding in. “What you’re telling me is that you like playing with yourself.” The yapok snickered, tail sticking up a little as she lined up for another shot, hitting the white ball and sending it rolling across the table, sinking another of her targets.
Julia gave a peal of laughter, and Terrence blushed. “Well, when you put it that way… ” he trailed off, walking over and picking up his drink, then finishing it off and setting the empty cup back on the bar. “Yes.”
“Oh, while you’re back there, stud, can you get me another? Pleeeease?” Julia asked, leaning over the bar.
“I’m thinking you’ve had enough already, angel... but who am I to argue with a pretty woman?” the ferret asked, turning around and pulling down a few more bottles. “Strawberry daiquiri?”
“Oh, yes! I love those,” Julia said, batting her eyelashes at him and resting her head on her hands.
“It’s a good thing you’re so easy to please,” Terrence said, turning around and pulling open the freezer to get some frozen strawberries out. “Cause I know like twenty drinks, tops.”
“My rule as far as drinks go is: if she’s not flirting with other people, or flirting with house plants, she hasn’t had too much,” Alyssa said with a little snicker, lining up another shot. “Oh, do you have absinth?” the yapok asked, her tail poking up and out a little as she lined up a shot.
Julia laughed, turning around on the stool to watch Alyssa playing pool. Terrence didn’t answer at first, as he’d just turned on the blender, but after it stopped, he turned back around while pouring the daiquiri into a wide glass. “Interesting fact about Absinthe: the original recipe was lost in the 1920s, when it was banned thanks to the misperception that one of the chemicals in it was a dangerously addictive hallucinogen. It made a revival in the 1990s, though it’s almost certainly not the same, other than the color and the use of a few herbs rumored to be used in the original recipe like wormwood, green anise, and fennel.”
After Terrence finished pouring the daiquiri and set it in front of his wife, he turned back around and reached into a cupboard. “Nevertheless, I happen to have two different brands of modern absinthe: one French, the other American,” the ferret said, setting them on the bar.
“One of them actually does have psychoactive compounds in it, though I won’t say which. Care for a drink?” he asked with a wicked smile.
“If the medical business... whatever it is that you do... falls through, with a little work, you’d make for a nice bartender,” Alyssa said as she walked up to the bar. “Get you into one of the bars were the bartenders and staff dress real skimpy.” She said smiling and leaning on the bar. “And I was going to offer to make my specialty, but I’ll take whatcha cook up for me.”
“Okay, in that case I have two questions for you. First: French or American?” he asked.
“French,” Alyssa chose, smiling. Her tail tip twitched slightly in anticipation.
Terrence turned around and plucked a crystal glass from the shelf, then took a strange looking slotted spoon out of a cupboard. After uncorking the bottle of french absinthe, he filled the glass with approximately two ounces of the green liquor before recorking it. “Second question: Water or Fire?” he asked, opening a small jar beneath the counter and plucking a cube of sugar from it, which he placed in the spoon and then balanced across the top of the glass.
“I don’t need whiskers... Fire,” the yapok said, licking her lips as she watched. “Yeah. A little practice and you would make for a pretty good bartender.”
He plucked a small bottle of brandy from the shelf, then turned back around and drizzled a few drops of brandy on the cube of sugar, which began to dissolve. He set that down and reached under the counter, pulling out a small packet of matches. He plucked one out and struck it, then held it to the sugar cube which immediately ignited with blue flames.
After shaking the match out, he tilted the spoon, causing the sugar cube to splash into the drink below and igniting the entire thing with a whoosh of blue and pink flames. “The flaming green fairy,” he said, before turning around and picking up another glass with a small amount of water. He quickly inverted the second glass over it, smothering the flames, and causing the drink to turn milky-green. He then picked the second glass back up and pushed the glass of absinthe over to the yapok.
“Woooow,” Julia said, eyes wide. “Why have you never done that for me?” the stoat asked before sipping her daiquiri through a wide straw.
“This’ll put some hair on my tail,” Alyssa muttered, taking a deep breath before picking up the glass and tossing the shot back and swallowing the booze. “Oooh, fucking A-” she squeaked. “Still has all the bite I remember,” the yapok said, shivering from ears to tail tip. “Tingly in all the right places.”
“The fire is the bohemian method,” Terrence said, pouring his own glass of absinthe. “The water is the more traditional,” he said, placing the sugar cube on the spoon over the glass as he had done before, then put a few cubes of ice in a glass with some water and began dripping it over the cube until it had dissolved, leaving the absinthe the same milky-green color as Alyssa’s had. Once it was done, he removed the spoon and promptly drained the entire thing in one shot.
“I’m warm now,” the yapok said, smiling and leaning against the bar. “It’s been awhile since I had a shot that good,” she said, letting her tail wrap around something she thought was one of the legs of a stool. “Oh... and Terrence, it’s your shot,” she said, motioning to the pool table.
“Oh,” he said, setting down the glass. “I should go take it then.” After walking around the bar, he picked up his pool cue again and lined up another shot, sinking another ball.
Julia, meanwhile, was looking down at her ankle with a puzzled expression. After a second, she giggled, then leaned towards the yapok sitting next to her. “You know, I always wondered what a tail like yours would feel like…” she said, lowering her voice to a whisper, “...inside me.”
“Oh. Oh my,” Alyssa said, blushing darkly. “I thought that was the stool leg,” the yapok apologized, glanced down before leaning in towards the stoat. “Well, I think that it feels nice. Like a male, only without needing all the clean up and such. Chris likes it,” she said, letting the tail tip wiggle a bit, rubbing against the stoat’s leg, travelling higher with each passing moment.
“Hey,” Terrence said, walking over as he saw Alyssa’s tail worming its way up his wife’s leg. “What exactly do you think you’re doing with my wife?” he asked, his tone of voice strangely neutral, rather than offended or angry. As he got within reach, he reached out with the pool cue in his hands and nudged it against Alyssa’s tail, leaving a small blue streak from the chalk on the top of the pool cue.
Alyssa’s tail wiggled as she felt the cue, retreating a little. “Umm... I thought it was a stool leg. It, ummm... it has a mind of its own,” the yapok said blushing even darker, her ears dropping a little. “Bad tail,” she scolded, pointing at it.
Ignoring the yapok for a moment, Terrence reached out, holding his wife’s shoulders and leaning over to whisper into his wife’s ear... the one opposite of Alyssa. After a few moments, Julia turned and whispered back. Then both of the mustelids turned to look at the yapok, a smirk on Terrence’s face and a grin on Julia’s.
“Umm….” Alyssa hesitated, unwrapping her tail from Julia’s leg. “I will behave,” she apologized, pulling her tail close.
“It’s too late for that; behaving won’t save you now,” Julia said, reaching out and grabbing the back of the yapok’s head, pulling her into a very abrupt, and very sexy french kiss.
Alyssa’s tail started wiggling and twitching the moment that the stoat’s lips met hers, as if she’d been hooked up to a car battery. After closing her eyes, she felt Julia’s tongue against her lips, slipping into her muzzle. She couldn’t help wrapping her arms around the stoat, a sense of euphoria rising within her, as if she was reaching a new plane of consciousness. The yapok shivered as their tongues danced, brushing across the surprisingly sharp teeth hidden in Julia’s muzzle. The yapok pulled back from the kiss, blushing so fiercely her ears felt like they were on fire. “If... if misbehaving gets me that, I’m tempted to be downright bad.”
“Oh, you’re getting a lot more than that,” Terrence said, dropping the pool cue on the floor and reaching out with both paws, putting one on the outside of Alyssa’s leg and pulling her around to face. The other paw slid around the water opossum’s back, sliding it down over the curve of her ass as he leaned forward to nibble on Alyssa’s exposed neck while his wife kissed Alyssa again, sticking her tongue out to play with the yapok’s once again.
Alyssa wasn’t sure how this happened or why it was happening, but she didn’t care to question it. She was far too aroused to care, feeling the mustelid’s bodies against her own, their paws teasing and trailing along her fur, tongues dancing with hers. She could feel herself growing warm, her body wanting more of their sensual touch. After a few moments, she remembered her tail and slid it back up Julia’s leg. She wrapped her arms around both the stoat and ferret, not wanting either of them to go anywhere at this point.
Terrence was more than happy to leave his hands where they were, gently squeezing the yapok’s toned butt and thighs while he continued to nibble up and down Alyssa’s neck. He felt, more than saw, his wife wrap her arms around Alyssa’s shoulders and waist, and grinned. While his wife continued to french kiss the yapok in his hands, he pulled back slightly and began kissing his way down from the collar of her tee-shirt to the center of her chest, then detouring down one breast, searching for the nipples he wasn’t quite sure he’d find; Alyssa was a marsupial after all.
Alyssa’s tail coiled around the stoat’s legs, the tip sliding up between them, seeking out the treasure hidden there. The yapok’s tail tip runned against the fabric of Julia’s panties, firmly enough to be felt, but lightly enough to be teasing, while pressing her rump back against the ferret’s groping paws.
“You know... I bet she’s got a pouch,” Terrence muttered, standing back up. “Julia? Why don’t you see if you can find it, hmm?” he asked as he went back to nibbling Alyssa’s neck.
Julia didn’t reply; she was too busy gasping at the touch of Alyssa’s tail against her panties. Instead, she moved the paw that was already resting on Alyssa’s waist, lifting the yapok’s shirt up several inches and deftly undoing the snap on her jeans and pulling down the zipper. Without breaking the kiss, Julia ran her paw across Alyssa’s tummy, brushing across the top of the red thong Alyssa was wearing while searching for entrance to the yapok’s pouch.
Alyssa squeaked as she felt Julia’s paw looking for her pouch. The yapok took the stoat’s paw and brought it up a little, guiding it to about were her belly button would have been. Meanwhile, she continued to wiggle her tail tip, trying unsuccessfully to slip past the hem of Julia’s panties.
“Oh my!” Julia gasped, pulling back from the kiss as Alyssa became more aggressive with her tail. A second later, her paw found the entrance to the yapok’s pouch, her fingertips slipping into the warm pocket.
Terrence took advantage of the momentary absence of Alyssa’s paws on his to move one of his paws inside her thigh, rubbing against the fabric of her jeans as his hand slid further up her leg. He stopped nibbling for a moment to ask “Would you prefer to stay down here, or perhaps take this upstairs? Julia’s grown rather fond of some of the... toys we have in our bedroom closet, and I’m sure she’d love to try them out on someone else,” he added, his voice noticeably deeper than usual.
“You had me at toys,” Alyssa said, squirming against Terrence. “I know someone wants to try the tail,” she added, giggling and leaning over to steal a little nip of Julia’s neck as her tail tip continued teasing the stoat for a moment, before pulling her tail out from under Julia’s dress. “Lead the way sexy,” the yapok said.
Julia wasted no time, taking hold of Alyssa’s paws and pulling her over to the lift door on the far side of the room. After tapping the call button, she turned back around and pulled the yapok into yet another deep kiss and stuck her other paw back into the yapok’s pouch.
Terrence drained the rest of his drink and set it on the bar before following. The door opened with a soft chime, and he stepped past the two women and into the lift, holding the door open and tapping the button for the second floor.
Julia pulled Alyssa into the lift, continuing to explore both the yapok’s mouth and pouch. After a second, she found a nub within the latter. Wondering if it was a nipple, she rubbed her fingers over it, then gave it a gentle twist.
The yapok let out a gasp as she felt the stoat teasing and tweaking one of her nipples. “Mmmmh that’s one of them. There’s four more,” she said, her nose wiggling as she blushed. “You two are sooo dirty,” she said, reaching out and slowly running a hand down Terrence’s chest.
“Oh, not dirty... Just naughty,” Terrence countered, reaching down with both paws to hold Alyssa’s ass, squeezing them as the lift headed upwards. A few seconds later, he released them as the lift chimed and the door opened.
Julia pulled her paw out of Alyssa’s pouch and tugged the woman’s shirt down as she stepped out of the lift, turning and walking down the forest green hallway to their bedroom. Once she reached it, she pulled the door open and stepped in, revealing the burgundy-painted bedroom and the massive king-sized bed in the middle with a floral-patterned coral and burgundy coverlet.
“Is it bad that I’m already planning on stealing your bed?” Alyssa asked with a snicker as she stepped into the room, taking a moment to look around as she walked to the bed.
A soft click followed by the clinking sound of a belt buckle came from the doorway as Terrence shut it behind him, kicking off his shoes and pulling at his belt. “Good luck with stealing that bed; it weighs like three hundred pounds,” he said, grinning.
“Is it soft?” Alyssa asked as she sat on the edge of the bed, sinking a little. “Oh….”
“Very,” Julia said, taking her red dress, revealing a matching set of undergarments off as she walked over to the closet, dropping the garment on the floor before stepping inside and pulling the door closed. The stoat nervously pulled her panties down, checking the pad she was wearing, then sighed with relief, seeing it was clean. Figuring it was probably safe to participate in the potential threesome, the stoat dropped the pad in the waste basket.
Back inside the bedroom, Alyssa muttered “Well, I’m sure we can figure something out.” She poked her tongue out a little before tugging her shirt up and off, revealing her black bra, then lay back to take her pants off. “Oh God. Can I just, like, sell myself to you for the bed?” the yapok asked, sighing as she sank into the soft bed.
“That would be prostitution,” Terrence said, pulling his shirt off and dropping it on the floor, then undoing the button over his tail followed by the button on the front of his slacks, letting them fall to the floor. “And prostitution is illegal. You’re a very, very bad girl...” he said, glancing over to the closet as his wife stepped out, carrying a pair of toys.
“And bad girls should be punished,” Julia said with a wicked grin, the stoat holding up a pair of dildos, both nearly as long as her forearms. The thicker equine one sported a slightly flared tip, whereas the canine dildo had a baseball-sized knot just above the square base.
“Well, it would be more of a trade or something like that,” Alyssa extemporized, sitting upright and turning to see what Julia was up to. Then gasped at the sight of the dildos, blushing dark red. “Shit, woman! I always heard that you people were practically made of rubber,” the yapok said, giving a slightly hysterical giggle before wondering if taking something that large was possible. Licking her lips, she quickly shucked her jeans and tossed them to the floor.
“Well, in that case, I’m sure we can work out an arrangement of some kind,” Terrence said. “Maybe we could let you sleep in it from time to time… if you were willing to play with us,” he said, putting his thumbs in the waist-band of his boxers and pulling them down, revealing a stiff seven inch erection, and a pair of balls the size of plums.
Julia meanwhile walked over to the bed, laying the two dildos down near the head as she pulled a tube off the headboard. After dropping it next to them, she reached behind her chest to undo her bra, clearly showing off the fact that she had not two, or even four, but six breasts of gradually decreasing size.
“I’m sure that we can work something out. I did something similar in my bartending days,” Alyssa said with a giggle, eyes going a little wide at the sight of Julia’s chest. “I always wondered about that,” the yapok commented, looking over the stoat’s assets. “I thought that it was a trick of the light. May I?” she asked, scooting over to the stoat, paws up.
Julia smiled, sitting down on the bed and lying on her back. “By all means,” she said, crossing her arms underneath her head. Terrence, meanwhile, walked around the side of the bed where his wife was lying, rubbing his paws up and down her hips a few moments before hooking his fingers and pulling her panties off. With a naughty smirk, the slender hob lifted them to his face and took a deep breath, then dropped them to the floor as he fell to his knees. Julia didn’t wait even a moment, spreading her legs and draping them over his shoulders and he pressed his muzzle to her mound, taking another deep breath before sticking his tongue as far into her passage as it would reach.
Alyssa squirmed as she watched the ferret going down on his wife. Unable to resist, the yapok leaned in and started licking at one of the many nipples that the stoat had, wiggling her tongue against it, flicking it, and even tracing circles around it. After feeling it harden, she started suckling on it. Meanwhile, she ran her tail along Terrence’s leg, wrapping it around his manhood, slowly moving up and down.
Terrence let out a deep moan of approval as he felt the flexible appendage wrap around his dick, but otherwise showed little indication of having noticed it. He continued to plunge his tongue deep into his wife’s passage, then pulled back and licked around her inner and outer labia and nibbled gently at her clit for a few moments before starting the whole process over again.
Julia on the other hand, wrapped both her paws around two of the breasts that Alyssa wasn’t currently playing with and began kneading them and twisting her nipples, gasping softly and then sighing in pleasure.
“Oh God,” Alyssa whispered to herself, nibbling her lower lip while watching Terrence perform cunnilingus on Julia. She gave his length a squeeze before stroking him faster. “He looks so good with that tongue of his...I can only imagine how good he is with other things,” she murmured to Julia as she switched to one of the other free nipples, licking and teasing ever so lightly with her teeth, paws feeling around the stoat’s supple body.
“Oh, he is. And his hands are magic,” Julia confirmed, mouth hanging open in bliss.
After another half minute of licking his wife’s pussy, Terrence reached out and snagged the bottle of coconut oil sitting next to the dildos and popped the lid open, squirting some in one hand. Then he drew back, looking up at Alyssa while licking his lips. “Things are about to get a bit messy,” he said, glancing down at the tail wrapped around his dick. “You might want to move your tail unless you want it covered in lube…”
“Mmm, it’s not like it hasn’t been covered in it before,” Alyssa said with a grin, still stroking along his cock. “I make sure that I keep it smooth and soft,” the yapok said as she went about licking and nipping at Julia’s neck and shoulder. “Just ask Chris about some of the things that it’s done.”
Terrence’s eyebrows rose slightly at that, and his dick throbbed. He only hoped that the yapok hadn’t noticed the latter. Shaking his head slightly, he reached down with both hands and began stroking what flesh of his manhood he could, along with the yapok’s tail, covering them both with oil and filling the air with the smell of coconut.
“You know,” Alyssa said, sitting upright, “I like coconut.” The yapok purred as she felt Terrence’s lube slick paw sliding over her tail tip. “And I can feel every little twitch you’re making. Naughty boy,” she added, looking at the ferret, licking her lips and winking. “You’re thinking about Chris, aren’t you?”
Terrence blushed, the skin inside his ears turning bright red before he had the presence of mind to lay them flat against his skull with a twitch. “If you like coconut… coconut oil makes for an amazing lubricant, as you’re about to find out,” he said, trying to distract the yapok as he stood up, sliding his wife’s legs down from his shoulders until her knees were draped over the crook of his elbows.
“You know, you’re cute when you blush like that,” Alyssa said looking at the ferret, her tail stroking him faster as he lined up with his wife’s hips. “Is there something you want to say about my daughter?” the yapok asked as she got up, her tail slipping away as she got behind him. “You know that I’m a nurse. I’m very good at ferreting things out,” she added, kissing his cheek.
Terrence said nothing for a moment, slowly pushing forward into his wife’s passage, filling her all the way from tip to sheath in one slow, deliberate thrust. “I want to say, yes, but I probably shouldn’t,” he said, stopping for a moment to savor the feel of Julia’s silky, slippery insides as they squeezed his length in the most delightful way. “So I plead the fifth.”
“What is it that my daughter says? Oh yes. ‘YOLO’,” Alyssa said, sliding her tail tip up his leg and against Julia’s clit. “Someone is having thoughts about a little yapok,” she said to Julia before turning back to Terrence. “Would it help if I told you that I tease her constantly about you two and Elizabeth having sex as well? How she wiggles and squirms... how horny it makes her?” she asked, resting her hand on Terence's chest.
“How about I... tell you about it… after I’ve fucked... both of you silly,” Terrence said, starting to pant as he began rutting his wife hard and fast, making all six of Julia’s breasts bounce up and down in tandem.
“Ohhh, now I want to hear,” Julia said, her voice shaking with every thrust, still massaging her boobs, pinching and twisting the nipples gently. The stoat lifted her head up and met Alyssa’s eyes as a solitary rational thought popped into her head for the first time in almost half an hour. “Oh, and don’t worry about cubs; he just got his snip reversed, but his sperm count is way too low to make pups,” she said, with a sad frown, then added “Yet”. Her head fell back again as a wave of pleasure hit her, making her moan loudly.
“Oh, I’m not worried about getting knocked up,” Alyssa said smiling, and starting to flick her tail tip against Julia’s clit faster. “I have been thinking about a little brother or sister for Chris,” she said blushing. “But I don’t think that’s what he’s all huffy about. I think that he wants a little yapok in bed here with us,” she said, letting a paw run down his spine, dull claws running over the ridge of his spine. “I wish you could have felt his cock twitch when I said something about Chris and my tail,” she added, smiling from ear to ear.
“Oh God,” Julia said, her head going back up to look at her husband as she felt his dick throb. “I just felt it too,” she said, eyes going wide. “You want to fuck Chris. I don’t believe it. You pervert,” she said, then frowned thoughtfully as she imagined her husband railing the young hermaphrodite, imagining the young cub’s dick bouncing with every thrust, then Chris spraying her cum across her chest. “Actually... That... that would be kind of hot,” Julia said, her legs starting to twitch. She let out a long moan as she began to climax.
“See? She likes the idea,” Alyssa said, smiling and leaning up to whisper in Terrence’s ear. “You can come out and say it…”
Terrence moaned as he felt his wife climax around his length, feeling his own orgasm start. Within moments, the ferret was spilling thick, white cream into Julia’s passage as his length danced and jerked within her. For a moment, he stood there, panting for breath, then slowly pulled out of Julia’s passage. As his length slipped out, it was followed a few moments later by a few gooey drips as the excess began to spill out of her and onto the edge of the bed, rolling slowly down the side of the coverlet. Without shifting his stance, he turned his head to meet Alyssa’s gaze, still panting. “How about I tell you... after I’ve filled you up too.”
“Mmm, that works for me. A nice way to warm back up,” Alyssa said as she slipped away, wiggling a little tugging down the bit of red fabric that she called panties, before getting onto her knees against the bed, tail lifting high as she perked out her rump. “Mmm, I want to taste that sexy stoat,” she said, looking at Julia and wiggling her tongue.
“Oooh, kinky,” Julia said, grinning. “I think I can oblige you,” the stoat added, scooting over so her pussy was under Alyssa’s mouth. “As long as you don’t mind ferret sauce as well.”
“That would make it even better,” Alyssa said with a snicker, letting her tongue slide from the bottom of Julia’s slit to her clit, then spending a few moments teasing the sensitive nub. “Mmm, such a nice taste,” she said, then went back to licking, letting her tongue dip into the stoat’s honey pot as she did.
“You know, I haven’t had sex with anyone but Julia and Elizabeth for over fifteen years,” Terrence said as he moved behind the yapok on the bed. “Forgive me if I’m a bit rusty, Alyssa.”
“I’m not that hard to please,” the yapok said, wrapping her tail around Terrence’s waist and pulling him close. “Just rut me like the naughty milf I am,” she instructed with a wink as she went back to trying to make the stoat wiggle and moan. Her tongue slipped back into Julia, wiggling it as deep as she could get it, purring at the mixed salty, sweet, and musky flavors of Julia and Terrence mixed together.
“Naughty milf indeed,” Terrence replied as he pushed the tip of his member against her folds, then began moving his hips around in a circle as he pushed into the yapok’s passage, stirring her insides with his dick as it went further and further into her. “Molesting your own daughter. Using your tail to sexually abuse her. Taking advantage of her innocence, making her rut you like some sick pervert. God does that sound hot,” he said, leaning over her as he began to fuck her hard and fast. “I’d love to watch sometime.”
“Oh God, I know,” Alyssa muttered, panting as she felt more and more of the ferret slipping into her insides. “Mmm, the times that I would wake her up for school with a mouth hug... the time that we spent in the shower... the double ended toy that I got for her birthday,” she reminisced before going back to licking and teasing the stoat milf.
“Huh, I never... thought of doing it.... in the shower. That might be fun,” Terrence said, conversationally as he continued to thrust in and out of the yapok’s passage.
“Well, it’s more fun if you don’t have to worry about hot water running out,” Alyssa admitted as she pressed back against the ferret. “You know, I might be able to get her to put on a little show for you two and Liz. Me and her and that double ended toy. We have a fun little game with that,” she said before going back to licking Julia’s pussy again.
The ferret’s length throbbed at the thought as he continued to fuck the milf that was eating out his wife. Over the summer he’d come to accept the fact that he was a pervert. He’d managed to restrain himself, denying himself the pleasure of mating with his daughter while she was no longer in season, when it was no longer necessary to mate with her to keep her anemia in check. Unfortunately, his strength to resist the temptation was fading fast as Alyssa’s naughty suggestions fueled the flames of his imagination.
The thought of watching the two yapoks please each other in incestuous bliss while he and his wife watched (or even better, watched while he was balls deep in his own daughter) was almost enough to make him reconsider the rules he had laid down for himself nine years earlier. It was so tempting to abandon the pretense of being a good guy and give in to his perverted nature.
“Mmm, someone must be thinking naughty thoughts,” Alyssa muttered, smiling and rolling her hips. “I can feel you twitching and throbbing like someone plugged your tail into a socket. Did I tell you how Chris likes it when I tease her about tasting and smelling you two on Elizabeth?” the yapok asked before going back to licking and tongue teasing Julia, suckling on her clit, even letting her teeth ever so lightly rub and tease the stoat.
Julia moaned at the treatment she was receiving, her hips bucking. She was already sensitive after her first orgasm, and the feel of the yapok’s teeth on her flesh was a pleasure so intense that it bordered on pain. “My God you two are kinky,” the stoat said.
“Says the woman... who lets her daughter... fist her pussy... all the way... to her elbow,” Terrence said, panting with exertion as he continued to mate with the woman eating out his wife.
“Mmm, it keeps things interesting.” Alyssa said, smiling and pulling back a little to let out a moan. “And I would love to see something like that. From what Chris has teased me over, Liz is quite the sweet little lover. I can see where she got it from,” the yapok paused, holding onto the sheets, shivering from head to tail. “Fuck! Fill me, ferret,” she ordered, whining out as she shook in orgasm, her walls clamping down on his cock, milking it for all that it was worth.
Terrence didn’t think he was that close to cumming, but when Alyssa clamped down around him, whining, he found he was mistaken. As the yapok’s climax began to wind down, his own started up. His dick tensed, and then began squirting rope after rope of thick, white semen into her reproductive tract, spraying against the end of her passage where the marsupial’s bifurcated vagina began. He’d fully intended to pull out, but figured it was pointless. Besides, he was basically still sterile, according to the doctor.
“God, that’s it,” Alyssa moaned, pressing back against the ferret. “Mmm, I can feel it so deep...on the left side,” she said with a smirk before she started wiggling her fingers against Julia’s flower. “Now, you just need to do it with the other side.”
“Other side? Oh, right… marsupials…” Terrence said, rolling his eyes once he realized what she was talking about, “Sorry, but I’m going to need a bit of time to recharge,” he said, leaning against the yapok’s back. After taking a few deep breaths to get his wind back, he continued speaking in a conversational tone. “Twice in a row is my limit. In the meantime, since you requested that I spill my guts… I was actually thinking that it might be pleasant to have sex with your daughter. Especially while your daughter was having sex with our daughter. Not that I would ever do such a thing.”
“Terrence!” Julia said, shocked at the perverted suggestion. Between Alyssa’s fingers and Terrence’s naughty suggestion, any chance the stoat had of keeping her orgasm at bay was completely lost. “Oh God, that would be so hot,” the stoat whispered, starting to shake again as her second orgasm hit hard and fast.
Alyssa smiled as she kept teasing Julia through her orgasm. “Well, you know...there is only one way to find out,” the yapok said, smiling and leaning back in to steal a few last licks of the stoat. “I’m pretty sure that she would be down for that,” she added, giggling.
“Stooop,” Julia begged, whining. “I’m too sensitive now,” the stoat said, scooting back away from Alyssa’s relentless and talented fingers and tongue. “Shoot. I wanted to see what that tail would feel like inside me…”
“We can try that later, angel. Like in a few minutes from now,” Terrence said with a smirk as he pulled himself free and then rolled off Alyssa’s back and onto the bed, leaving the yapok’s nethers dripping semen, just as he’d done for Julia.
Both Alyssa and Terrence were blissfully unaware that they had created the perfect storm. The yapok had stopped taking her heat suppressants a little over a week ago when Chris had come down with pneumonia, and her heat had rebounded with a vengeance. None of them, even Terrence’s doctor, would have suspected that his sperm count would return to healthy levels within two weeks of surgery. As he rolled off the yapok’s back, his seed was seeping past the seal of Alyssa’s cervix, sparking the gift of new life within her, just as he had for his wife a week earlier.
“He’s right,” Alyssa said with a little shiver as she was left empty. “A little break, some water... I think that would be good for all of us. Don’t want to get dehydrated,” the yapok said, getting up. “Sooo, we should get a little cleaned up. I’ll go get some bottles of water, grab the pouchling and noodle... and we all have a little talk?” she suggested with a smirk, then started looking around the piles of clothes for her jeans and shirt.
The ferret and stoat looked at each other, both starting to blush. Most of the stuff they said in the bedroom was just for play; neither of them had ever really considered that Alyssa might take it seriously. Julia opened her mouth as if to say something, then closed it again. Terrence took a deep breath, looking at her, then over at Alyssa. He really wanted to say something, to deny it all… and yet, there had been a grain of truth to what he’d said. He did want to watch the two yapoks play together, to see what it was like to have sex with a hermaphrodite, to watch the two cubs mate with each other in their youthful innocence.
The last of the poor ferrets’ willpower gave way with an almost audible snap. He was doomed to Hell for certain, and yet… he somehow didn’t care. Terrence let his breath out slowly, and nodded. “Sure.”
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