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It was almost 4 in the afternoon at the comic shop on a Sunday. Ginny stood watching as her monthly stock of horror books were being scanned and bagged. She felt herself teetering as her backpack was filled to burst with "remedies" for her sick girlfriend, Aniko. Ginny was prepared for a mess of baggy eyes and constant 2-second-interval sniffles.
It was slightly disheartening to not see Mason, the owner of the comic shop, there or Parfait's pink haired jackalope friend. Both of them would have given her free stuff and talked but, instead, a perky skunk girl who looked like a mixture between the goth kids she saw smoking around the high school and a tube of pink glitter that exploded worked the counter. Her nametag teasingly perked above her modest and attractive breast: Kari. She looked around 16 or so.
"Whooooa, check out all of this horror." Kari pointed out with a bored amusement. "I assume you're into horror movies?"
"Well, yeah, I am... but like..." Ginny felt her cheeks warm up and her heart beat a little fast. "...some of these are my girlfriend's too." There was something new and sensational about mentioning her 'girlfriend' to other people. She never really got to do that with anyone before -- boy or girl.
"Oh, that's ... cool." The skunk said; seeming not to care. Though, Ginny could see right through that facade. She could tell this pretty skunk was jealous, obviously. Or at least Ginny assumed. "How come she isn't here with you?"
"Annie is pretty sick, she has a cold and, oh! Aniko is my girlfriend, by the way." Ginny awkwardly carried herself through that sentence. "Yesterday she almost fainted in my living room and I found out where she lived when we dropped her off so I'm going to surprise her with all my medicines and some comics and movies."
Kari, who clearly had no idea what this hyper little red panda was talking about, half nodded. She typed in the code to yet another comic -- she knew that asshole, Mason, hadn't updated the system in a year and many of the books had to be manually entered. Fucking cheap ass bear, she thought.
"Oh, but don't worry, I'm not buying movies here! I pretty much picked all the good stuff clean and, like, my girlfriend Annie, pretty much got me most of the movies I really, really wanted, but I was going to stop by the Teledrome Video place and maybe get a newer movie for me and my girlfriend, Annie, to see... you know, just to see how stupid modern horror is."
Ginny sure was name-dropping a lot.
"The Teledrome is still open?" Kari asked; uninterested. Not only did she not care, but this was seriously the second lesbian kid who came in to rant about horror movies. At least this one wasn't hitting on her like that weird otter girl did. Despite being straight, that thick Brooklyn accent the otter had was pretty fucking gross on its own.
"Oh yeah, the owner is really cool, Mr. Vincent, he and his boyfriend said the store is doing pretty good in this "regressive culture", whatever that means, but apparently, lots of cool kids, like me, buy all kinds of stuff! Oh! And I also take my girlfriend, Annie, with me there too." Ginny nodded proudly. Though, she was also quite annoyed that this skunk was taking so long to check her stuff out -- especially when Aniko needed her.
Ginny swayed impatiently; she probably wasn't going to the Teledrome to buy movies anyways, so why should this skunk care?
"You don't say." Kari droned; ringing out the last of the books.
Ginny sighed; knowing that the weirdly long and arduous process of checking out books was about to be over.
"Okay so that comes out to $43 even." Kari finally said after jamming a few more numbers into the machine. What a jip, Mason would have knocked it down to 40 and that sweet, but way-too-skinny-bunny-with-horns-guy, would have probably knocked it down to 30 and suggested more books. Still, Ginny worked hard for her money and, luckily for her, her mom gave her that $25 bonus this month for cleaning the house and garage twice and not being a crybaby when her mom stayed out with that fox guy Clyde a little later than normal.
Ginny sunk her hand into her pocket and pulled out the crisp $50 bill she had been carrying around for the week. It sucked to see it go, she already spent the 20 her aunt sent her on 'sick cures' and now she was down to.... like 7 dollars or something. 70 to 7; money sure was a fickle mistress.
"Damnnnn." Kari chuckled and took the bill. "That’s a lot of cash to just whip out, your girl must be impressed. You a sugar momma or something?"
"I don't know what that means!" Ginny blurted out with an overzealous smile. She assumed it had something to do with being fat or something... or maybe being matronly?
"Well it-- whatever, don't mind me." Kari muttered. "I assume she makes you buy lots of stuff for her, huhhhhh?"
Ginny scrunched her nose and rolled her eyes furiously. "Annie likes me... because... I dunno why! But it's definitely not because of my money. In fact, she lives in the hills with all the rich people but I love her because she gives me tummy butterflies and she's really pretty!" Ginny went off, in an urgent explaining way, the feeling that Kari would even make that accusation hurt.
"Thats cool." Kari nodded; weirdly not moved by Ginny's rant. "I used to date a guy who lived in the hills. I was terrified to go up there but turns out hill people are just as weird and needy as the rest of us, so don't be too afraid to go out around there."
"I'm not." Ginny whined; her ears low.
In truth, she was terrified. She loved Aniko with all her heart -- it actually hurt. She seriously cried because of how much she loves that silly hyena like some kind of over-emotional weirdo and to suddenly find out that Aniko was probably a trillionaire made her feel beyond unworthy.
"...Never mind. I'm a little scared." Ginny blurted out.
Kari raised an eyebrow and gave a somewhat comforting smile. "Awww... well you shouldn't be." the nonchalant tone had disintegrated from the skunk and morphed into something much more compassionate. "After all, you're a cute kid and you're pretty quirky. Quirk is cute. So that's real major."
"Major?"
"You know... cool... uh.. likable?" Kari made a sawing gesture with her hand. "What I'm saying is: There are a ton of people like you who come in here and all they want are the same old cruddy super heroes and they want to talk about the newest Gears of Halo or whatever. Meanwhile, a cool little dudette like you is all "Toxic Swamp Zombie" and "Tales from the Sepulchre, please". It's cool, I think your girl is going to want to be with you forever."
"Well... I am.. pretty cool." Ginny giggle-snorted at saying that phrase out loud. She no longer minded paying the full price for the comics. She was practically paying for kind words at this point. "Umm... thanks for the help."
"Nooooo problem~" Kari nodded and, for a brief moment, Ginny felt their slight age difference didn't really seem so far away. After all, 16 wasn't THAT far from 11... they could probably be pals.
Ginny mulled over that thought but, instead, feverishly scooped up the bag and pocketed the meager change.
"Thanks," the red panda repeated; suddenly feeling much younger again. She darted out while feeling both grateful and awkward. Once outside, she leaned against a wall and sighed deeply; recomposing herself. The last thing she needed was any old person off the street to be able to tell how nervous she was about walking to the hills.
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This cold was destroying Aniko. It had viciously snuck up on her and pummeled her so furiously with a hammer that she was physically blacking out for hours at a time; only waking up due to fits of raspy coughing.
How in the world could her room be so freezing and molten hot at the same time?
She also loathed the hazy effect of all the medication her overbearing but compassionate father brought her. From her view, she would close her eyes and it would suddenly be an hour later in the afternoon. Her room, already cavernous and vast when not sick, appeared as though miles had separated each of the walls from her. The typically high boxes of unpacked things suddenly towered to the very heavens that Aniko was severely doubting even existed. Still if there 'was' a God, she was ready to start pleading for mercy. Her back ached, her head hurt, her eyes were sore. Her nose was runny and stuffed somehow and, worst of all, her skin felt clammy and fur felt thick with sweat.
Aniko mumbled incoherently in Romanian and pulled her rape doll closely shutting her eyes to hopefully either die or wake up fine.
The medication must've been kicking in. She could almost hear her dad talking in his grandiose and shitty English to the love of her life, Ginny. It sounded like they were in the same room with her or something... of course that would be impossible. Ginny didn't know where Aniko lived.... even though Ginny's mom and... Ginny... dropped ... her off... last night...
Oh.
Aniko's eyes shot open and, sure enough, Ginny stood; talking with her dad over the oceans of distant floors across the room. Ginny was looking radiant and beautiful despite her humongous backpack and comic bag swinging at her hip. It was hard to appreciate Ginny's beauty though... what with the floors and walls undulating the way they were.
Hopefully that was just an effect of the sickness or medication, but, what in the fuck-hell was Ginny doing here?!
With a stiff and sore arm, Aniko held her blanket over half of her face; her other arm too weak to even lift the cast over it.
As if on some cruel cue, Aniko's dad and Ginny noticed her wake and, even crueler, her dad -- that vulgar soon-to-regret-his-life-asshole -- briskly walked out; leaving Aniko alone with the very reason she wanted to stay alive.
Ginny walked toward the bed; looking around with awe at the hugeness of Aniko's room before setting her backpack and comic bag down at the foot of the bed.
"Hi babe!" Ginny smiled innocently and her cheeks seemed to positively radiate blush. Luckily, Aniko had the blanket up so Ginny couldn't notice how her own cheeks where super warm and red too.
"You are here..." Aniko said in the almost choked voice; stifled with sickness, shyness, vulnerability, and being completely in love.
"Yeaaah." Ginny said cutely with her arms behind her back; swaying in an innocent stance. "Since you're sick, I brought you some home remedies... also 'cause I love you with all my heart and a good girlfriend should always be with you! Even when you're all sick and gross. But I love you so I don't think it's gross... heh."
"But... I have medicines from my father." Aniko sniffled and gestured to a side table with enough bottles of pills and syrups on it to make even the most punk rock musician blush. "But..." Aniko hastily added. "...I love you as well."
"Good! Because my remedies are even better than... uuh... that's a ton of medicine, Annie." Ginny looked at the pile with confused disdain. "I'm not a doctor... mainly cause I'm spending more time learning to be a paranormal investigator... but... I bet those aren't helping that much. My mom always said 'too much of a helpful thing is a hurtful thing'."
"'Did-not' you tell me your mother said 'ghosts are not real?" Aniko raised her eyebrow.
"Don't you know anything, Annie?" Ginny waved her hand; dismissively rolling her eyes. "Parents have to say that kind of thing to kids so they don't get too scared by the truth."
After speaking, Ginny grinned and planted a knee on Aniko's memory foam bed; slowly bringing the second knee up to follow.
"You know, on the Skip call, your room looked kinda big, but like wow! You didn't tell me you had like a whole huge part of your house to yourself." Ginny crawled forward onto Aniko; who sat paralyzed in fear and longing... and sickness. "Seriously! You have a whole hallway that goes only to your room!"
"Virginia." she sniffled loudly and sunk in her bed. "You cannot be here, I am sick... my room is a mess... I am not decent... my body is gross from the sickness."
"Psh, I don't care about how gross you think you are or sick, I love you babe and want to be with you. Also, I know what'll cheer you up!" Ginny's eyes lit up and she rested her legs on either side of Aniko's tummy and loomed over her.
Aniko shuddered and felt the waistband of her panties tighten as her shaft stiffened instantly; watching Ginny pull off her hoodie to reveal... nothing underneath: no shirt or bra at least. There were just Ginny's soft budding breasts, the contours of her ribs and stomach, and the amazingly erotic waistband of her underwear that was slightly pulled above the hem of her jeans. Plus, not to mention that odd scar-looking-birthmark across Ginny's left ribcage that Aniko found so fascinating -- especially because Ginny constantly talked about how she thinks that's one of her wounds from her past life or something.
Anikos head began spinning as another surge of strange illness mixed with her arousal overtook her. She could hear the muffled sound of a slurring of words from Ginny something like "Your turn~" and in moments of lucidity could feel as Ginny undid each of the buttons on her pajama blouse; exposing her own tummy and bra.
"Virginia, I am sick..." Aniko protested lazily; feeling the tide of euphoria pulling away and the shock of having Ginny push her bra above her own small, but curving, chest.
"I know that~" Ginny smirked and, without warning, lapped her tongue across one of Aniko's dark nipples; making the ill hyena girl wince and audibly groan.
Aniko's back arched impulsively as she loved the feeling of Ginny exploring her sensitive chest, and for once, the euphoria of sickness seemed to be going in her favor, until, like all good things for Aniko, Ginny stopped.
Ginny stared at the ceiling as she tapped a finger to her cheek. "So, some of the stuff I brought you are some lemon lime soda, some teas, lots of soup, my personal secret cure," she leaned in and whispered, "it's dark chocolate and--"
"Virginia..." Aniko whimpered and held an urgency to cough back.
"Oh, you're probably all 'excited' too. You know. In the sexy way." Ginny said so innocently and matter-of-factly that Aniko could only muster a slightly horrified grimace before giving into a cough. "Trust me -- it should make you feel better if I just do some stuff. I don't really care if I get sick too, 'member? I'd do anything for you and this is one of those things!"
"You could vait... until I am not sick..." Aniko muttered; feeling exhausted from coughing and exposed from having her chest out in the open... and especially with Ginny's saliva still dampening the fur around her nipples.
"Well, I'd do anything but that." Ginny bounced a few times in place; still sitting on top of Aniko. It sure didn't help anything for the poor hyena. "I couldn't live without seeing you today! I was sitting at home like a total dork-o just all worried sick about you."
"You vere...?" Aniko cleared her throat and reached for the juice on the nightstand.
"I was." Ginny confirmed and grabbed the juice; handing it to the hyena who, with lowered ears, took a self-conscious swig. "I also got you some comics and I made some cookies too. They're not a cure for being sick... and the cookies are kinda burned... but I thought you might like them and I took a bunch of naked photos with my phone to show you too... but then I was like 'why even bother cuz I'm about to go see her' -- oh! I also got some more juice for you in my bag."
Ginny paused when she saw Aniko's wincing. "Woops, I left you hanging, huh?" she giggled to herself as she leaned forward again; her gigantic tail flopping over both of them but sliding up and off the bed. She gave Aniko a kiss on the lips. "Sorry I took a while too. There was this girl at the comic book store and she just wouldn't stop talking, I mean, wooooo! She had a cute voice though."
Aniko regained a little composure at that last mention; bitterness being the driving force behind it. "I see." she muttered with a glazed over expression; frowning slightly more than usual. "So how is that beaver girl doing then?"
"Parfait?" Ginny raised an eyebrow. "What about her? And I don't know, she's just fighting with someone in her house. Probably her brother. It was when I left but--"
Ginny stopped when she saw Aniko's expression slowly grow more and more bitter the more she spoke and, quickly, caught on to what was happening. Aniko was totally getting jealous and it made Ginny's heart flutter. She leaned back up and clasped her hands together with a loud "Awwwwww!"
"Vhat is it?" Aniko grumbled; still refusing eye contact and lazily folding her non-broken arm to cover her breasts.
"Are you jealouuuuuus?!" Ginny obnoxiously booped at Aniko's nose several times which triggered a sneeze.
"I yim not." Aniko pouted; sounding way too nasally for her own good.
"Well, Annie." Ginny gave Aniko her trademark goofy smile and leaned forward again. "You're the only girl for me. Wanna know why that is?"
Aniko, as if she were a baby and was having little toy keys rattled in front of her face, slowly turned to face Ginny. "...Vhy?"
Without saying another word, Ginny grabbed at the elastic band of Aniko's pajama pants and the hyena felt all of her fur stand up at attention. It was as if her entire world just slowed down as the moment she knew would come was finally upon her and, scariest part was, she knew she wasn't ready right now. She was sick, after all.
She very pathetically attempted to grab at Ginny's hands with her one weak arm but only managed to grip and do nothing else. The sickness had rendered her helpless at this moment and she had no idea how to deal with what was about to happen.
Ginny, with her tongue sticking out of her mouth, lifted Aniko's lower body up and yanked her pants and underwear down with one strong tug to reveal... something she wasn't expecting.
Aniko watched in horror as Ginny's playful face slowly morphed into this sort of wide-eyed, innocent and curious abnormality. The hyena was mortified at the fact that her anatomy was grossly erect with liquid beading at the tip.
Aniko could only sniffle loudly and she wasn't sure if it was from the sickness or if it was her starting to cry. "I... uh... I...." Aniko choked on her words; unable to find the strength to explain herself. The only thing that was escaping her mouth were weird choking sob-like hiccups that were entirely uncontrollable. "...I... just..."
Ginny tilted her head; her eyes still widened as if to stare at the penis at a different angle. Her face was hidden at this point and Aniko was terrified; imagining the next time she saw Ginny's face from behind her hair it would be twisted with anger or sadness.
Aniko's chest was hitching involuntarily and her mouth was too dry to even gulp or formulate the most rudimentary of words, that is, if she could even figure out what she could possibly say. Would she confess to actually being born a boy or... would she try to explain her medicine, her therapy, her--
"Wait, are you crying?" Ginny gasped. Aniko opened her eyes and, through her tears, she could see Ginny stare back with nothing but loving concern.
"N-no!" Aniko stupidly said; clearly beginning to sob her eyes out. She couldn't find the words to explain herself, to apologize, or anything... but she could deny what was obviously happening to her right now?
Ginny goofily giggled, "It's the first time I'm seeing you without your pants on, you know. I know you've seen me without my pants a lot but I feel my heart beating really fast and it kinda hurts."
She leaned in towards Aniko's anatomy again and then back up to Aniko herself. Ginny's heart really was pounding and she felt almost dizzy from exhilaration.
Aniko clenched her one good fist, shut her eyes tightly, and finally fished up the courage to say something... anything. "I'm... a girl." She had reverted to the basics with her and her special therapist -- something that was meant to calm her down in the face of adversity. Her therapist had said it was three simple words (I'm a girl) but Aniko was smarter than that... her other therapist said it's technically 4 words. (I am a girl).
"Well, duh." Ginny snickered; pulling her body up on top of Aniko's. "Best girlfriend ever." she gave Aniko a kiss on the lips again.
Aniko didn't know if she was relieved or not. She barely understood what was happening at this point but all she knew was that her tears didn't stop falling, in fact, they were falling faster. Aniko assessed the situation. She loved Ginny. She liked the feeling of Ginny's chest pressed against hers. She liked being kissed. And their laps were pressed together.
"Heyyyy," Ginny cooed; giving Aniko multiple kisses across her face. "Stop crying. If you keep crying, I'll start crying too." She wiped off Aniko's tears with the palm of her hand and, in a weird way, Aniko imagined this goofy little red panda as very womanly and mature.
Sure enough, Aniko started to calm down slowly as they held each other tightly in long silence. Ginny couldn't help but laugh when she saw that Aniko's tears had stopped but her nose starting running.
"I love you... with all of the hearts." Aniko shakily whispered as her face turned beet red.
"I love you too, Annie." Ginny buried her face around Aniko's collarbone and rubbed her nose up and down.
In that moment of being overwhelmed, Aniko's stuffed nose was still able to pick up that sweet scent of licorice and old books that Ginny always exuded. She searched for words... anything to say to show how grateful she was at Ginny's reaction... but all words failed her when she felt a very unfamiliar sensation of having someone else grinding on her private area.
Aniko choked a moan and grabbed Ginny tightly; shutting her eyes as if she were in pain. Ginny slowly tilted her head upright with a devious smirk; grinding her hips a little bit harder against Aniko. "So why'd we stop doing what we were about to do anyways?"
Aniko's only response was a very twitchy head shake.
As in acting on instinct, Ginny bit at Aniko's neck and began to unbutton her pants while rolling her hips around and keeping their chests interlocked.
Upon hearing the sounds of buttons being undone, Aniko choked in protest; shaking her head furiously as if she had suddenly become mute.
"You okay?" Ginny spoke again in that uncharacteristic womanly voice; grinding her words with Aniko's skin clapped between her teeth. When no response came, Ginny sat up; worried.
Aniko's terror had quickly dawned on her as Ginny lied on top of her. She was never really good at reading people... but she seemed to be a fast learner when it came to Aniko. Without the hyena saying anything, Ginny knew that she might've been pushing this a bit too fast and that Aniko was obviously not ready.
"Aniko?" Ginny happily sighed and rolled over besides her girlfriend. "We don't have to do that yet if you're not ready."
The hyena looked rather guilty as she sadly nodded her head; still unable to speak. Her two mental dictionaries of Romanian and English were still shot and she couldn't find words in either language to explain what she was feeling at this moment.
"We can cuddle and read comics and maybe have a snack, if you waaaant." Ginny smiled brightly.
Aniko shook her head defiantly.
"You don't wanna?" Ginny rested her chin on Aniko's shoulder.
Aniko shook her head again.
"You're not ready to have sex, right?"
Aniko nodded her head and coughed.
"So..." Ginny looked towards the bedroom door and back at Aniko. "...not sex but... what do you call it... uhhh. First base kind of stuff? Or is it second base? Which base is the sex base?"
Aniko shrugged.
"I think maybe second base... I could do second base stuff to you." Ginny kissed Aniko's neck as she spoke in her low tone right against the hyena's sensitive ear.
Aniko shrugged again and then shook her head as she rose an eyebrow.
"It means to touch you in places and stuff." Ginny snickered as she wrapped her arms around Aniko's chest. "Cuz I'd really like to~"
Aniko's eyes widened as she stared at the ceiling and, without warning, nodded her head so furiously that the bed shook a little bit.