        I still dont understand why I have to go, Luna said grumpily, crossing her arms. She was uncomfortable in the green velvet dress her mother had picked out. It was stiff, and the white trim fell past her knees. She felt trapped in it as she squirmed in the passenger seat of her mothers new sedan.
        Ive told you. Mr. Dawtson has a daughter about your age. He told me to bring the kids. Luna, I want to make a good impression. I could be the youngest VP in the history of Dawtson Technologies! I have to make a good impression tonight, so you know I couldnt bring Karasu.
        Her mother looked over at her with pleading eyes. Luna frowned, pouting deeper. So since Im well-behaved I get punished by being dragged to stuff like this?
        Her mother sighed and leaned over, patting her knee. Look on the bright side. You get to stay up late, and you might make a new friend. Her mother paused, looking at her sideways. And maybe those gift cards Santa brought you will mysteriously increase in value.
        Luna frowned a little more, but mostly to make a point. She did like staying up late, and she wasnt above accepting a little bribery. Better gift cards meant she could get shoes to go with the outfit she wanted. That might actually make the night worth it.
        Well, the elves better be generous with Santas debit card, she said, mood brightening a little.
        Her mother chuckled and gave her knee a squeeze. Ill be sure to send them a note about your cooperation. In return, you have to make nice with Mr. Dawtsons daughter. And make sure the two of you stay out of the guests hair, okay? Im pretty sure he wanted you along to make sure Ella stayed out of sight.
        Oh, so Im some kind of secret babysitter, too? I think Santa mustve gotten those gift cards wrong by half, then.
        Her mother laughed, then glanced over at her. Luna had her arms crossed and raised her eyebrows when her mom made eye contact. The woman sighed, looking back at the road.
        Double?, her mom asked wearily. Luna smiled and nodded victoriously. Her mother sighed but nodded, sealing the deal.
        Luna stared out the window of the new car. All she could see was the heavy snow. Shed never seen Willow Valley before, and she was frustrated that she couldnt even see a glimpse of it now. Her mother slowed the car and turned onto a road that Luna hadnt even seen. They rolled up a snow-covered drive and through a massive, open, wrought iron gate. When they stepped out, her mom handed the keys to a man wearing white gloves, who got in and drove the car out of sight into the snow.
        Hey, wheres he going?
        Hes the valet, sweetie. Hell park the car for us so we dont have to walk far through the snow, her mother said in a soft tone, patting her shoulder comfortingly. Luna stared up. The building was three stories tall and made of old stone. It had no Christmas lights, but it was hung all over in garlands and massive red bows. The snow was so heavy she couldnt see all the way to either side, though windows glowed with a warm yellow light in the distance. Her mom lead her up the front steps.
        Is this Mr. Dawtsons house? Luna asked, her voice quiet and awed.
        Yes, sweetie, her mother said, a soft chuckle in her throat.
        Damn, whispered Luna. Her mother gasped and slapped her shoulder lightly. Luna only giggled.
        Another man wearing white gloves took her and her mothers coats without saying a word. The room they stepped into was enormous. A hardwood floor stretched from the front door all the way to the back of the house. Two huge staircases flanked the entryway, curling elegantly to the left and right to landings on either side of the main room. The back wall, which was further away from the door than Lunas entire backyard, was three stories of windows, looking out onto a beautifully landscaped garden brightly lit by floodlights. The falling snow covered the garden in a blanket of pure white, reminding Luna of the song Winter Wonderland.
        Directly across from the front door, in front of the huge windows, a three story Christmas tree decorated in gold and silver towered over the gathered crowd. A man standing the next to the tree looked over as the door was shut behind them, then peeled away from the woman he was talking to, heading their way. Selene lead Luna further into the massive room, though Luna was nearly rigid with fright. She had never seen so many people in one place other than at school. And these were adults, strangers. And many of them took note of their arrival, glancing over and whispering to one another. 
        After a moment of winding through the crowd and brushing off other guests, the man finally came up to them. He was an older gentleman with grey hair and a neatly styled salt-and-pepper mane that framed his face. He raised his glass to Lunas mother. Luna stared a little when her mom gave a half-curtsey in response.
        Selene, how wonderful you could make it. said Hugh Dawtson, founder of the company her mother worked for. Though he was clearly much older than her mother, Luna noticed he didnt move slowly, but like a much younger man. Her mother had said he had a leonine grace, but Luna hadnt understood what that meant until now: he moved like a predator.
        And this must be Luna. Pleased to meet you, he said smoothly, flashing his sharp teeth. Despite being half-predator herself, Luna was terrified by the way the man moved and smiled. Unsure of how to react, she simply copied her mother, making a short little half-curtsey.
        Im certain Ella will be pleased to make a new friend. He gestured at the left stairwell. If its alright with your mother, I can have someone show you to her room? Theres a TV there so the two of you can count down to midnight together.
        Luna glanced up at her mother, a little terrified. Her mother knelt down and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Itll be fine. Im sure you and Ella will get along wonderfully, and you can text me if you have to, alright?
        Luna nodded meekly, then followed a third man wearing white gloves to the stairwell.

***

        Ella glanced around cautiously. Her stepfather had moved away from the tree, and thus, out of sight from the table of drinks. She waited until the bartender ducked down to rummage under the bar, then slipped forward. The table to the side of the bar held dozens of bottles of champagne standing in wait of midnight. She snatched one off the table and darted back to the hallway just as the bartender stood back up.
        She cradled the magnum against her body, shielding it from view of the other party patrons. It was much heavier than she wouldve guessed, and she grinned in anticipation. Her stepfather was walking back toward the rear of the house, accompanied by a young bunny woman Ella didnt recognize. She slipped back into the kitchen before he could spot her. Shed be in deep trouble if he found out she was down among the party guests, let alone if the filched champagne were discovered.
        A few servants saw her as she made her way to the back staircase, but she didnt care. They had no reason to say anything to her stepdad unless she was found out, and in that case shed be in plenty of trouble no matter what they said. She smiled at the caterer sweetly and slipped up the stairs, escaping the nauseating din of the party. 
        She squinted at the large bottle in both hands as she crested the stairs, reading the label in the low light. It was one of the cheaper vintages of Dom Perignon. A far cry from the Bollinger he had served last year, but it would be sweeter, too. She smiled triumphantly and made her way back to her room.
        Ella stopped at the door, which was ajar. Frowning, she nudged it open with her toe. A young girl, maybe ten years old, sat on her couch, looking nervous and bored, but also decidedly cute in a new, deep green dress. She was a hybrid, with the long, lop ears of a bunny and the pointed muzzle of a wolf. Ella guessed she must be the daughter of the bunny shed just seen with her stepfather.
        Um, hi? Ella asked, frowning a little. Shed planned on getting absolutely smashed in private, which was just about the only thing her stepfathers parties were good for. She glanced down at her pilfered bottle guiltily.
        Oh, squeaked the wolfbun in surprise, turning toward the door. Whore you?
        Who am I? Youre the one in my room. Whore you?
        The girl blushed and fidgeted on the couch. Oh. Youre Ella? I, uh. . . your father said youd be my age. Arent you like seventeen?
        Ella frowned, too, and rolled her eyes. Hes my stepfather, she corrected her testily. Unless you somehow thought a lion could sire a corgi. And Im sixteen. As far as hes concerned, there are only two ages: old enough to sign a contract, and not. So in his eyes, we probably are the same age.
        Ella stepped into the room and kicked the door closed, scowling. She softened her expression a little when the younger girl recoiled from her angry gaze. Ella sighed to herself. It wasnt the preteens fault theyd been stuck together. No, that blame landed squarely on her stepfathers shoulders. 
        Im Luna, the little girl said tentatively in response to Ellas icy glare. What should we do?
        We? Were not doing anything, Ella said coldly.She snatched the remote off the side table and tossed it into the Lunas lap. Theres 900 channels. Knock yourself out. Im gonna be in there, she pointed through the inner doorway. So dont bother me.
        She left the wolfbun sitting wide-eyed on the futon, feeling only a little guilty as she retreated into the second room. Her bedroom was actually a small suite of three rooms: a sitting room, a bedroom, and a bathing chamber. She had no door to slam satisfyingly on the little girl, but it would have to do. She heard the TV click on and settled onto her bed, unfoiling her smuggled champagne.
        She heard a soft rustle and looked up, seeing the girl standing in the door. She frowned. I thought I told you to leave me alone, she snapped, untwisting the muselet. She perked her canine ears, realizing the television in the other room had been turned off just as quickly as it had been turned on.
        The girl shrugged, fidgeting with her stiff dress. I was thinking. . .just because our parents stuck us together to get rid of us doesnt mean we cant be friends, right? And besides, Im thirsty. Is that something to drink?
        The girl looked up at her with not-quite-a-pout on her lips, looking sweet. Ella bit her lip. The girl was dangerously cute. Salacious thoughts crept into her mind slowly and she grinned.
        Youre right, Ella cooed sweetly. No reason some unexpected company should ruin the night. In fact, I just might have to take advantage of the opportunity, she thought privately, nostrils flaring a little. She beckoned the little girl over, her breath growing shallow at the thoughts dancing through her head. As Luna climbed up on her bed, Ella pulled the untwisted wire cage from the top of the bottle and tossed it into the trash.
        I had to steal some sparkling juice from downstairs. My loving stepfather never thinks to send up food when he locks me away for these things. You want some? I didnt think to steal any glasses.
        Luna nodded happily and Ellas grin broadened. She put her thumbs to the cork and pushed. Both girls yelped slightly then giggled together when the cork popped free. Ella lifted the bottle to put it to her lips and then paused, passing it instead to Luna first.
        The girl favored her with a sweet smile that made Ella shiver with delight. The girl lifted the bottle to her lips without question and tilted it up for a long sip. She squeaked and sputtered a little of it down her chin.
        It tickles! the girl said, giggling.
        Ella smiled. I did say sparkling, didnt I?
        Luna bobbed her head and Ella gestured at her encouragingly. Ella bit her lower lip with delight as the girl tilted the bottle up again, taking several swallows. A dribble of foam leaked out of the corner of the wolfbuns lips before she finally lowered the bottle.
        Thats good! Luna squeaked. She squirmed a little. It feels warm, too, she added absently, fingers brushing curiously over her tummy.
        Mmhmm, Ella said, taking the bottle from the girl. She eyed how much the young wolfbun had drunk and smiled slowly. Ella was going to have to get less drunk than shed planned, sharing the bottle, but the tradeoff ought to be worth it. She lifted the bottle to her own lips, letting the bubbles tickle her nose and burn her tongue as she took a couple of deep swallows.
        So do you go to Griffin Heights? Ella asked conversationally, leaning back against her headboard. She watched the girl carefully, seeing Lunas cheeks already growing ruddy. She passed the bottle back to her. When Luna lowered it again, it was nearly half-empty. Ella sighed as she felt the warmth blossom up from her stomach.
        What? Oh. Yeah. Im on a legacy scholarship. My mom graduated summa cum laude.
        Oh yeah? Im sure my stepdad just loves that. He refuses to admit that he graduated from AC Clarke. He claims he spent high school at some snooty boarding school. Maybe he did. But his diploma says AC Clarke. 
        Luna shrugged, wobbling a bit when she did. Ella passed the bottle to her, her smile broadening with each new sip, then took several deep swallows of her own when the wolfbun handed it back. She could feel her ears starting to glow and her head feeling lighter. She set the bottle on her bedside table with still more than a quarter of the champagne left. She didnt want to get the girl sick, and she wanted to make sure she stayed slightly less drunk than her.
        My dad gotis degree from AC. He saysis a fine school. Gosh, I feel...
        Ella giggled as Lunas words began to slur. She reached behind her own back and undid the clasp to her bra, making sure Luna could see. With a little acrobatics, she pulled it out of her shirt sleeve with a sigh, tossing it to the floor.
        Whatre you doing? Luna asked, her voice naive and genuinely curious.
        Ella sighed and stretched slowly. Getting comfy, she cooed, feeling the warmth in her belly spread through the rest of her body. Her bed was starting to feel like a raft on a calm sea. She eyed Luna with desire. The combination of predator and prey features in the girl was exotic, and she was slender like a boy, except sweeter and cuter.
        Were gonna be here alone for hours till after midnight, right? Might as well be comfy. You cn take yours off too, if you like.
        Luna eyed her breasts, which is exactly what Ella was hoping for. The girls curious, open gaze aroused her and she could feel her nipples stiffen against her t-shirt. The response made Lunas eyes widen a bit more.
        I, uh. . .I dont have any. I mean. One. I dont wear a bra, yet.
        Oh. Lucky you! Theyre really fucking uncomfortable, she said bluntly. She raised her hands, absently rubbing her breasts through her shirt, looking at the girl. Well, feel free to get comfortable however you like. No ones gonna come in here. Just us girls. She smiled sweetly, hoping to encourage the little thing. It was hard to play sweet. She ached to just jam her hand down her jeans and make the girl watch as she got herself off three or four times.
        But that would hardly be as satisfying as what she had planned. Plus, what would they do for the awkward three hours afterward? She realized she was still rubbing her own breasts and forced herself to stop, taking a deep, shivery breath. Luna had been watching, holding her breath. Now that Ella had stopped, the two of them made eye contact. The look in Lunas eyes was confused and curious. Ella smiled, doing her best not to look predatory. 
        I hate this dress my mom stuck me in, Luna said. Ella had to swim back several moments to regain the thread of the conversation. Her nostrils flared a little but she just tilted her head curiously.
        Oh yeah? she asked innocently.
        Luna nodded, tugging at the hem. Its stiff. And long. And. . .uncomfortable.
        Ella shivered slightly, thrilling at the girls slow admission. She did her best to remain        nonchalant. So take it off, she shrugged casually. She looked away, trying to seem as if the girls decision to get comfortable or not didnt matter at all to her. But she watched her out of the corner of her eye. 
        Luna frowned as if trying to remember something. The girl fidgeted on the edge of Ellas bed, fingers tugging now and then at her dress. It was as if she was watching the wolfbuns dress grow more and more uncomfortable at Ellas sly suggestion. Finally, the girl turned to her.
        Ella?
        Mmm? she answered, swaying slightly. The room swam pleasantly until her eyes focused on the girl a few feet away. Luna turned her back to her and looked up at her over her shoulder.
        Unzip me?
        Ella smiled. She couldnt decide if the red in Lunas cheeks was from the alcohol or embarrassment. She leaned forward. After several misstarts, her fingers finally got a hold of the tiny zipper and pulled it down without hesitation. Her hands slipped down, grasping the hem of the dress, sneaking soft brushes up the girls thighs as she did so, then lifted the dress up over Lunas head. Underneath, the preteen wore only a pair of black panties. She still had on a pair of white knee socks and brand new mary-janes. The overall look was adorable, and somehow, deeply erotic. Ella could only see her back, but she drank in the sight, fingers lightly brushing over the girls bare back. Luna shivered under the touch.
        Better? Ella asked, lips right by the wolfbuns long ear.
        Mmm, was Lunas reply, followed by a soft, drunken giggle. Ella grinned. Upper body swaying slightly, the woflbun added, Now Im cold. As if to illustrate her point, the girl shivered, her fur fluffing slightly. 
        Oh? Ella asked softly. Climb under the covers. We can warm each other up.
        Ella could see the girls blush darken, the red spreading down her long ears. She wobbled a little and Luna steadied her.
        Humm, the girl murmured. I. . .I think lyin downsa good idea.
        Ella pulled the sheets back invitingly then slipped out of the bed to stand. She watched as Luna climbed under the covers, complete with socks and polished black shoes. Ella pulled off her top and stripped out of her jeans, taking off her soaked satin panties with them. She slid between the Egyptian cotton sheets next to Luna, who gasped as Ellas nude body pressed up behind her. Ella pulled the sheets and comforter up over their shoulders.
        Were yer clothes uncomffable, too? Luna asked softly.
        Very, Ella whispered into the girls ear. Its okay if we cuddle, right? Gotta keep warm, her breath was hot in Lunas ear, her lips brushing the edge of the fur. 
        Mmm, was Lunas response. 
        Ella wrapped her arms around the little girl, pushing her hips forward to nestle against the curve of her pantied rump. Finally, she had what she wanted in her arms. Her body ached to go further, but she still managed to rein herself in. Part of her wondered if Luna could feel the heat and moisture from her crotch against her tail. The wolfbun was breathing heavily, but that could easily be from the alcohol. 
        Youre very pretty, Luna, Ella cooed into the girls ear. She splayed out her fingers, both hands rubbing the girls flat tummy. Her hands trembled, desperate to move further up or down.  Luna giggled drunkenly and coooed in her arms, wiggling in a way that pushed her backside into Ellas hips.
        Mmmmm, the girl said again, making Ella giggle. Perfect, Ella thought. She nosed into the girls ear, lifting the lop slightly and giving the pink of that ear a slow, wet lick. Luna tensed a little in her arms but didnt say anything. Her breathing increased.
        Good, Ella whispered into her ear, licking it again slowly and letting her tonguetip tickle the girls canal. Youre not going to stop me, are you?
        Ellas hands traveled away from the girls tummy now, very slowly, one moving up, the other down. Luna responded with another pleasant murmur and arched in Ellas hands. 
        Perfect, Ella whispered, out loud this time. Her prey was so nicely pliable in her hands. The self-restraint shed been so carefully tending melted away. Her fingers found the girls small nipples as her other hand slid further down, cupping her mons through the black panties. To her surprise, she found the girls crotch slightly damp, the little thing apparently a little more mature than her body implied. Ella smiled with anticipation as the girl moaned in her arms.
        Her fingers shifted across Lunas chest, gingerly brushing one nipple, then the other, switching between the two frequently until they were both stiff to the touch. She grabbed one then, a little roughly, and twisted, her body arching as the girl squeaked and moaned. Such a perfect sound. She twitsted harder and the girl trembled in her hands, hips rolling forward instinctively against Ellas hand.
        Ella tugged the girls panties down impatiently. She nearly lost it when her fingers touched her bare labia, so smooth and perfect, slightly damp. Luna clutched the pillow under her head, panting into it, her body trembling in frequent little starts.
        Ella gently bit the girls ear, tongue sliding wetly into the ear canal again, just briefly. Then she whispered. Im going to make you cum, bunny. And then Im going to make you return the favor.
        Luna trembled and whimpered softly while softly grinding her hips into Ellas fingers, coating them with her moisture.
        C-cum? the girl asked, sincere curiosity in her muddy voice.
        Youll see, she whispered, smiling with delight at the girls inexperience. 
        Her hand switched sides again, catching Lunas other nipple and twisting it just as hard. The girl whimpered and squirmed, making Ella shiver eagerly. Her fingers curled inward, pressing against Lunas labia, rubbing the slight moisture into the girls smooth lips. She spread her with two fingers, penetrating her shallowly with her middle finger as Luna squealed.
        Ella shivered again. She could feel the girls intact virginity with her careful fingertip. Part of her wanted to take it, to find something to pierce the girl deeper, and make the wolfbunny hers. But she held herself back. She wasnt so selfish that shed take that experience away from the girl. She lowered her muzzle, gently biting the girls neck as she twisted her nipple harder. Lunas hips pushed forward needily, straining Ellas fingertip against her hymen, her bunny instincts clearly taking over.
        Ella gingerly withdrew her fingertip, but not far. She fingered the girl shallowly, just with the very tip. Luna let out a cute, satisfied growl and bucked her hips into the attention, humping Ellas hand. Her other hand switched nipples, twisting sharply. The girl didnt whimper in pain, though, she just arched her chest out more, eager little yips escaping her as she humped against Ellas hand.
        Ella pushed her own hips against the wolfbuns petite backside, grinding against it needfully, wishing she had a hand to spare for herself. But shed make sure she was taken care of soon enough. Luna was bouncing lustily against her body, her movements exaggerated by her drunken state, sweet little squeals punctuating the soft, constant wet sound of Ella fingertip penetrating her. Ellas fingers abandoned Lunas nipples, simply holding the increasingly wild girl against her nude body as she fingered her. Luna let out two or three more soft, eager yips, then snapped her legs together with a slap of her damp thighs, capturing Ellas hand in between them. Luna arched off the bed, entire body clenched so tightly that Ella could even feel her tiny entrance cinch tighter around her fingertip.
        Luna climaxed quietly and powerfully, the only sound being staccato breaths huffed through her nose as her tense body trembled, cunny pulsing around Ellas finger. Ella held her tightly as she came, breathing in deeply the new scent of the wolfbuns orgasm. When she finished, Luna simply collapsed, panting, in Ellas arms. Ella smiled, gently extracting her hand from between the young girls thighs, lifting her finger up to lick it clean. She shivered at the savory taste of the preteens sex, her nostrils flaring to inhale that scent again.
        Ella propped herself up on one elbow, looking down at the girl, watching the stiff nipples on her chest rise and fall with her heavy breathing. Lunas eyes were closed and Ella knew that shed be working against the alcohol and the warm afterglow of orgasm to keep the girl awake. She lowered her muzzle, giving the girls left nipple a sharp but gentle bite. Luna gasped, eyes fluttering open.
        I believe we agreed to a trade, she cooed, holding herself over the girl. Lunas cheeks darkened, which just made Ella grin even wider.
        I, wha--. . .I d-dont know. . . the girl stammered.
        Ella leaned down and kissed her to silence her. Luna froze underneath her but didnt resist. Ella pressed her lips harder and slowly the preteen began to respond. Luna inhaled deeply through her nose and whimpered a little, arching her body as she began to kiss back. Ella growled gently in her throat and gently bit the girls lower lip before pulling away, leaving Luna softly panting, lips parted.
        A trade, she repeated with steel in her voice, meeting the girls eyes. Luna nodded meekly. Ella leaned down in a swift motion, placing her lips by the girls ear, whispering, You just let your tongue do all the work.
        Luna made a soft squeak, but Ella didnt give her much time to consider the advice. She lifted herself up to kneel over the girl, tossing the sheets away from both of their nude bodies. She planted her knees to either side of Lunas head, slipping her feet under her pillow. Ellas eyes fell on the preteens exposed pussy for the first time and she shivered, biting her lip against the moan that bubbled up. She stared for a few moments, hovering over the girl, knowing that her own arousal dripped through the fur of her inner thighs. She could get quite wet when she was aroused.
        She heard Luna make a small sound of uncertainty underneath her. Ella envied her a little. So young, getting her first faceful of pussy. The thought made her shiver again. She leaned forward to stand on all fours over the girls smaller body. She desperately wanted to bury her tongue in the glistening pussy just a few inches away. Even more, though, she wanted to feel the wolfbuns tongue inside her.
        She waited for a moment or two, to see if the girl would take the initiative. Luna just laid there, staring, panting, but not moving. Ella carefully lowered herself until her cunny hovered just an inch above the girls vulpine muzzle. She lowered her own nose, brushing Lunas thigh. On a whim, she snatched the champagne bottle off the side table.
        She lifted her short, curled tail and poured the champagne over herself. The cool liquid splashed against her tailhole, making her gasp sharply, then tingled and fizzed as it trickled between the upturned cheeks of her ass. Ella shivered as the cool, bubbly fluid ran between her spread lips, then heard a gasp as it dribbled off of her clit and onto Lunas muzzle. She kept pouring a slow trickle and heard Luna lapping tentatively at the little rivulet of champagne, felt her lips and tongue moving just shy of Ellas girlhood. She lowered her hips then, pushing her champagne-bathed nethers into Lunas face. Too distracted to direct the bottle back to the table, she let it drop, the heavy glass magnum thumping upright to the floor beside the bed.
        Luna made a soft sound of protest into Ellas cunny but then her tongue darted out, tasting the champagne on Ellas labia. Ella could feel the girls hesitance melt away at the taste. Luna lifted her hands gingerly to Ellas ass, gripping lightly and pushing her tongue in deep. Ella groaned with delight, pushing herself back on the girls tongue. She shuddered. It was everything she had imagined, that tiny tongue writhing inside her, tasting and exploring. She lowered her head, shuddering and breathing deep the scent of Lunas arousal inches away.
        Her cunny flowed arousal onto Lunas tongue, who shivered and lapped at it hungrily. Ella grasped the wolfbuns thighs to steady herself. She stared at the young girls pussy, which glistened with arousal. When Luna flexed upward to lick her deeper, Ella could see the thin membrane of the girls hymen, tempting her. Luna plunged her tongue deep and Ella cried out softly, arching her back, pressing her breasts against Lunas stomach. She came hard and quick, gritting her teeth and squirting into the preteens mouth.
        Ella shuddered hard, her cunny clenching around the driving tongue inside her. Luna didnt pause a bit but only seemed hungrier from the flood of Ellas thick nectar. Ella gasped at the girls perseverance, then squealed when the tongue pushed even deeper. Ella trembled on the preteens face, impressed by her natural skill. Her stomach clenched and her cunny gripped Lunas tongue even tighter. She cried out softly as she came a second time, her body trembling and bucking so hard against Lunas face that the bed thumped noisily against the wall. 
        Ella opened her eyes, panting raggedly, body trembling. Luna didnt pause and Ella groaned in ecstasy, staring at the beautiful preteen snatch so close to her muzzle. Then her eyes shifted and she saw the girls tight little tailhole clenching rhythmically as she thrust her tongue in and out of Ellas pussy, the tiny, pink ring glistening with arousal that had dribbled down from the girls lips. A perfect, virgin hole waiting to be taken advantage of--one without a fragile hymen barring entrance. 
        She growled with delight, determined to see the girl stretched around something, to fuck her properly. Her lust- and champagne-soaked mind could picture nothing more than the little girls backside impaled on. . .something. Still riding the preteens diligent tongue, she ranged around for something phallic. She was sadly deprived of any proper toys, which seemed to disappear from her room whenever she smuggled them in, and her hair brushes were an entire room away.
        Her eyes fell on the champagne bottle. It was big and clumsy and still an eighth or so full. But it had a perfectly tapered neck. She grabbed it, squealing as Lunas tongue curled inside of her and the girls nose nudged against her own tailhole. Her third orgasm was brief but intense as the muscles of her pussy pulled Lunas tongue deep inside of her, rippling powerfully along its length.
        Ella nudged Lunas legs apart with her muzzle, watching as the movement spread the little girls lips slightly, exposing her hymen to Ellas hungry gaze. Just below, her tailhole glistened invitingly. Ella set the heavy magnum between the girls thighs, some of the champagne sloshing out onto the sheets, some fizzing as it sprinkled the girls inner thighs. Luna gasped, pulling her face out of Ellas crotch for the first time since Ella had coerced her there.
        Wh-what? the girl squeaked in surprise.
        Ella wrapped one arm under Lunas back and drew the magnum forward with the other. The dark green rim of the bottle dimpled the girls tailhole, making her squeak again. Ella pulled firmly, bracing Luna with other other hand. She groaned with delight as the bottles opening pierced the girl.
        Fuck! Luna squealed, surprising her. Ella giggled with delight and pushed deeper, then cupped her hand under the weight of the bottle and turned it up. The movement stretched Lunas even further and Ella groaned hungrily at the sight. The remaining champagne, maybe half a glass, flowed into the girls backside and Luna cried out in surprise as the cool, tingly liquid bathed her insides. 
        Eeee! Luna whined. It tickles!
        Ella licked her lips and shifted her grip on the bottle for more leverage. She tightened her grip around Lunas waist, too, and thrust the bottle firmly, watching the girls tight anus stretch as a few inches sank into her down to where the neck of the bottle flared. Then she finally lowered her mouth to Lunas cunny, wrapping her lips around the young girls clitoris. Her tongue coaxed the stiff nub from its hood as she pulled the bottle mostly out, then thrust it in again. She quieted the preteens soft cries and moans by pushing her own crotch back into her face. To her surprise, the wolfbun immediately shoved her tongue back inside of her. Ella was impressed by her dedication--she wasnt sure she wouldve been able to continue if their roles were reversed.
        Ella stared at the abused, pink ring of Lunas tailhole as she fucked it with the neck of the magnum. Her lips cradled the preteens exposed clit lovingly, sucking on it. The sight was the most beautiful and erotic thing shed ever seen and she wanted it ingrained in her memory. The girl made a soft sound and Ella echoed it. Both of them began to tense. Ellas thighs tightened around Lunas head, holding her in place as her hips bounced on the wolfbuns tongue.
        They exploded at nearly the same moment. Ellas fourth orgasm outshone the others. Her soft cry was rendered down to a whimper as she kept her lips tight around Lunas delicious nub. Her hips bucked hard, driving Lunas head down into the pillow. Lunas body tensed under hers, her penetrated backside gripping the bottle so fiercely that Ella could no longer move it. The girl squirted for the first time, peppering Ellas face with a small amount of hot, sticky liquid. The girlcum dripped from her eyelashes but Ella didnt blink, still staring at the little stretched hole before her as she bucked on Lunas face. Her cunny gripped and rippled around Lunas tongue, tugging at it possessively. Time passed, immeasurable, as the two writhed together in ecstasy. All Ella could see was that adorable tailhole twitching around the dark glass of the champagne bottle, immature slit flashing tempting glimpses of its hymen as it clenched in time while Ellas own pleasure washed over her body.
        They collapsed together, Luna squeezing the bottle out of herself with an audible pop. Ellas face lay in the champagne she had spilled earlier, face coated with the girls scent, panting and unable to move. Luna wriggled out from underneath her, made an embarrassed squeak, and scampered off to Ellas bathroom. Ella watched her clenched little backside until it disappeared behind the closing door.

***
        3. . .2. . .1. . .
        Ella jerked awake as the crowd downstairs erupted into cheers of Happy New Year! The room swam alarmingly in front of her eyes and she held on tighter to whatever was in her arms. She felt the warmth and fur there and glanced down. Luna. She smiled and nestled in closer, the wolfbun giving a soft moan in her sleep. Ella had apparently fallen asleep shortly after their play, and Luna had cuddled up in the bed with her, both of them still naked.
        Naked. The word echoed hollowly in her head. Why did it seem so important? It took awhile for her to piece it together. It was midnight. And they were lying together naked. And. . .and Lunas mother would come looking for her when the party wrapped up. It would probably be best if the bunny woman did not find her daughter in bed, naked, with a girl practically twice her age. There was probably still an hour or more before that happened, but if she fell asleep again, there wouldnt be another rousing chorus from downstairs to wake her up next time.
        So, reluctantly, Ella slipped away from the warmth of the girls nude body and the sheets they had cocooned themselves in. She wobbled when she stood, the floor suddenly in a different place than shed swore it had been a moment ago. She teetered, but kept her feet. She spotted the girls dress on the other side of the bed and started to retrieve it, then stopped. A slow, sly grin spread across her face. She stooped, picking up her own jeans instead.
        Ella fished her phone out of the pocket, then tugged the sheets away from Lunas body. Ellas hand crept between her own legs, rubbing herself idly as she snapped pictures of the little girl, saving images of that delicious pink tailhole and swollen lips for later. She rolled the girl over so that she was on her back instead of her side and spread her legs, making sure to get a close picture of Lunas devilishly tempting virginity as well.
        Then, Ella lowered herself between Lunas legs. It took a long moment of careful positioning, but after several attempts, she got an in-focus picture of her tongue pressed to the girls tailhole. Luna moaned occasionally, but barely stirred otherwise. Satisfied, Ella tossed her phone into a drawer and dressed herself. She gathered up Lunas festive white-trimmed green dress, and, after some searching, found her black panties bunched up in the sheets at the foot of the bed. She hesitated for a moment, then stuffed the panties into the pocket of her jeans with a grin.
        Dressing Luna was no easy feat. The girl was limp with drunkenness and the afterglow of sex, and she barely stirred when Ella tried to rouse her. Still, Ella barely managed to shove her into the dress and zip her up. Then she carried her limp body to the sitting room and deposited her on the couch, along with the comforter from her own bed. 
        Ella looked down at the wolfbun with a sigh, wishing their nude cuddle hadnt had to end. She leaned down and kissed Luna in her sleep.
        Happy New Year, she whispered, before returning to her own bed, fully dressed.

***

        Luna was lurched awake by her stomach informing her that she was aboard a rickety ship in high winds. Her eyes snapped open and she felt her gorge rise in her throat. She swallowed hurriedly, taking a deep, slow breath to calm herself.
        You okay, sweetie?
        Luna braced her hands on the dash. The rickety ship was just her mothers sedan, and the high winds just a gentle turn in the road out of Willow Valley. A couple deep breaths reassured her stomach.
        What time is it?
        Just past two. Go back to sleep. Itll still be awhile till we get home.
        Luna nodded. She started to pull her knees up into the seat, then felt her bare butt slide against the stiff fabric of her dress. Where were her panties? She kept her feet down so that her dress wouldnt ride up and reveal her lack. She blushed as a few frenzied, fuzzy glimpses of the nights activity with Ella flashed past her minds eye. 
        Mr. Dawtson was so pleased with you keeping Ella company. I didnt know she was quite so much older than you, but it looks like you two got along just fine.
        Mmm, said Luna in bleary agreement, blushing again as she remembered the last time shed made that sound.
        Keeping one hand on the wheel, her mother leaned over and patted her knee.
        He promoted me.
        Luna managed to peel her eyelids back apart.
        He did? Right there at the party?
        Yep! Right in his New Years toast! Executive VP of Marketing.
        Wow, mom! Thats fantastic! Luna covered her mouth, her sudden exuberance over her moms promotion making her stomach lurch again.
        Well, I have my perfect little girl to thank, at least for part of it. Consider those gift cards tripled. In fact, I think well all go out and get each other something nice to celebrate.
        Luna smiled happily, but lost the war with her drooping eyelids. She fell back asleep thinking of all the new dresses shed be able to buy. 