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That's all cleared up and done, so here it is! Warning! It contains mousie booty pounding.\n\nI rather liked designing Milkette's outfit in this one.\n\n-----\n\nMilkette (c) [iconname]Milkie[/iconname]\nRed (c) [iconname]DarkTailskp[/iconname]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "This is a rather old commission that had been in the drawer, so to speak, that just needed payment. That's all cleared up and done, so here it is! Warning! It contains mousie booty pounding.

I rather liked designing Milkette's outfit in this one.

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", "writing": "[center][b][u]Chivalry is Dead [/u][/b][/center]\n\n[center]Authored by [url=http://www.furaffinity.new/user/milkjunkie]MilkJunkie [/url]\n\nA DarkTailskp commission.[/center]\n\n\tRed didn’t like parties.\n\n\tIt was hard to give any single reason why parties didn’t appeal to the fox. It was more a combination of every reason. There were too many people, it was too noisy, he felt out of place, he didn’t drink alcohol… all of these things contributed to why Red didn’t enjoy himself. More often than not, he just wished he could go home. Nothing would have stopped him from doing so, nothing except the idea of how embarrassing it’d be to leave so early.\n\n\tHe remembered getting in the door and hanging up his coat. The host said hello to him and smiled, pat him on the shoulder, asked if they could get him anything… Red’s way of thinking didn’t help his anti-social disposition; swearing up and down that such a thing was a façade. Red didn’t even know the host very well… they were just being polite and nothing more. Chatting up every cat, dog and horse that walked through the door did wonders for the image after all. Red tore himself away from the host as soon as he could under the guise of seeking others to mingle with… Ironically, that was no less a façade.\n\n\tIt was a decent party though, Red couldn’t deny that. The host had a fairly large house with an impressive back porch where most of the party-goers who were content with the cold night air were enjoying their evening. The nice stainless steel counters in the kitchen were beset by open boxes of beer, and bottles of liquor. There were boxes of soda cans in the fridge too, much to Red’s relief. It was warm, and most of the floors were hardwood. If nothing else, it improved the chances of something getting broken ten-fold… and apparently, according to most, a party simply isn’t a party until something got smashed. The mere idea of some of the nice-looking décor in the home getting broken just didn’t agree with Red at all.\n\n\tAs far as the party guests went, Red recognized maybe two out of the double-digit attendance list. He had seen a couple of co-workers from the department store he worked at, but even they were more acquaintances than actual friends. Everyone else was strangers, which lead Red to wonder how he’d been dragged to such a thing in the first place. He had spent most of the evening bumming around the kitchen, finding it took cold to go outside and not wanting to get too far from his supply of non-alcoholic beverages. It was there that he acted as sort of a wall-flower forced to watch everyone else talk and be merry with their close circles.\n\n\tThe irony is how much Red stood out. Even his name was ironic, since Red was a green fox. Most of his fur was a noticeable emerald hue, and white fur was grown in the typical areas for his species, mostly splashed up his front and puffed out from the inside of his ears. His tail looked as if the end had been dipped in white paint. The only red thing about him was his eyes, coloured like ruby gemstones. He didn’t wear anything too extravagant though, with a loose pair of denim jeans and a black t-shirt. He tried to decorate with a chain hanging from his belt loop and pocket. Like most of the furry folk, he opted for bare feet.\n\n\tIt was nearing an hour when Red decided he needed to get out of the kitchen and at least walk around the house. He was feeling awkward just standing up against a counter all by himself, even if no one was paying him much mind. But surely someone had to be doing something he could join in on! Maybe an open discussion at a table or something… So he pushed off and trotted out of the kitchen to take a look around.\n\n\tHe didn’t have to go far. It seemed a group had set themselves up around the host’s big screen television, and with how they were all crowded around it, it was obvious that they were playing some kind of video game. Red stopped at the entryway to the kitchen to watch as the gamer group engaged in their hootenanny. He only caught a glimpse of what they were playing: Super Smash Bros. Brawl. Then that glimpse was interrupted as one of the gamers thrust their hands up into the air after the in-game announcer called the match.\n\n\t“LUIGI WINS AGAIN!” They shouted, their opponents groaning in annoyance.\n\n\tRed stood on his toes and tried to look over the crowd while sipping on his soda, but he caught sight of the apparent victor and took pause. It was a girl! Evident by her big, round saucer ears and her cute little pink nose, she was a mouse. Most of her seemed to be coloured a chocolate brown, but she had a lighter brown splashed over her muzzle, like a heavily creamed coffee. Her long hair was the same chocolate brown as most of her fur. She was wearing a black hoodie from what Red could tell, but since she was sitting on her knees in front of the coffee table, he couldn’t see much. She was so incredibly pretty though. Her big, round glasses and golden triforce earrings just screamed “cute nerd.”\n\n\tSuddenly, Red really wanted to get in on that game. Even if Super Smash Bros. wasn’t normally his kind of game, it really looked like the group was having fun… and it was the kind of fun he looked like he’d be able to get into.\n\n\tShuffling on over, he’d take a seat on the throw-rug in front of the television. His first order of business was getting a better look at that girl. Her hoodie looked to be a thin, zip-up number, but Red’s eyes bugged at the shape it made covering her body. The logo for a video game, “Skullgirls,” was printed onto the chest of her hoodie, and it looked to be strained to its limit by the mouse girl’s enormous breasts. Further down, she seemed to be wearing a plaid mini skirt that looked nicely pleated. From what little more Red could see, the cream-coffee colour on her muzzle also ran down her neck and likely all down her front side, since the hoodie was just barely lifted by her movements to show off a similar fur colour on her stomach.\n\n\tShe turned to the coffee table with her Wii remote in her lap. At first Red noticed she was mixing herself a drink – a simple orange juice and vodka combination; a “Screwdriver.” But his eyes left what she was doing and glanced towards her feet. She had on a cute pair of black, white and gray striped knee socks… and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t try and get a good look at the mouse girl’s butt. Unfortunately for him she had the skirt proper enough to cover what needed to be covered. It also gave him a chance to get a good look at the various game-related pins she’d stuck on her skirt.\n\n\tOut of everyone there, the girl seemed to have the most… personality with her outfit. She obviously picked it out with great care, and Red admired that. He also admired the fact she had the curves of a full-grown mare stacked onto a short mouse body, but he reasoned to himself that it served to accentuate the whole ensemble. It didn’t take long for him to know that he was really into her.\n\n\tThe mouse downed her drink and turned back to the screen. Everyone was talking, so she had to yell to get everyone to hear her. “Alright, winner goes on! Switch them around, boys,” She said, and they did as she commanded. No one seemed to raise a fuss or be difficult, controllers simply switched hands to whoever wanted them… except Red. He hadn’t even held out his hands to get one, as the idea of asking for one filled him with a certain anxiety. He even watched one pass right over him to someone else, and he couldn’t say a word. So he settled in and watched.\n\n\tIt was a toss-up for Red, between watching the screen and watching the mouse. When the match started, she got right into it. She leaned forwards just a little, bit on her tongue just slightly, and mashed those buttons for all she was worth. Red couldn’t help but grin as he watched her, sipping away at his soda before he’d turn his attention to the screen. Still, it was just as fun watching the girl and the three boys playing with her as they had their fun back-and-forth.\n\n\tThey were obviously a little tipsy, making them boisterous but friendly. Deaths often resulted in flailing arm movements and laughter, sometimes a teeter back and forth in their seats as they couldn’t contain themselves, but then it was right back at it. The excitement in the air was so contagious that even Red had to laugh, and felt no shame in being a little loud with the rest of them. The match, three stocks for each player, lasted maybe fifteen minutes since people did their best not to die. At the end of it all however, the mouse girl stood victorious. Her name on the end-game score was simply “MILK.”\n\n\tThat had to be some form of jab at her bust line. It had to.\n\n\t“And now I beat you all with Kirby! Hee!” The girl squeaked, stopping herself only to take another large sip of her drink… she actually downed half the glass in one go, and decided upon filling it up again before she even emptied it. Her second sip came with a sour face… she probably put too much of her vodka in it.\n\n\t“Hey, you wanna play?”\n\n\tIt took Red a moment to realize the girl was addressing him. His ears jolted up as the realization struck, but he still looked around to see if, maybe, she was talking to someone else.\n\n\t“Yeah I mean you…” She said with a grin, “Don’tchya talk?”\n\n\t“Y-Yeah, I just… wasn’t expecting that. Can I?” Red would answer.\n\n\t“Yeeeeah…!” The mouse girl said, tilting her head to rest of the guy’s shoulder next to her. “Give ‘im yours. You suck anyways.”\n\n\t“Hey!” The stallion huffed.\n\n\tShe rolled her head a little on his shoulder. She was sure drunk alright. “You’ve had like fifty-biiiillion turns now! Give it up!”\n\n\tThe stallion, in good humor, tossed the wii remote into Red’s lap. It dinged him pretty good right in the crotch, causing him to jerk forwards. Everyone laughed, and even Red laughed just a little before setting his soda on the table and getting his remote ready. The young fox wasn’t all that experienced with the Wii system, but he tried not to look too uncertain about his chances at winning. It seemed that “MILK” was pretty good at the game, so he had his doubts.\n\n\tSo with a new batch of combatants, the game began anew. Red picked Link, the level was the Bridge of Eldin, and the mouse… had gone and Picked Luigi again.\n\n\tIt was an absolute humiliation. Red was out within the first few minutes.\n\n\tA particularly sneaky Captain Falcon managed to knock the mouse out of the running too though, and win the match. Once again, laughter swept through the living room, and the mouse that Red had been keeping his eye on passed her controller aside and took her glass, carefully standing, though she was a little prone to stumbling. “Outta the way,” She said, “I gotta pee like a horse.”\n\n\t“No offense,” She’d finish as she stepped around the stallion, tussling his mane on the way by.\n\n\tAs she left, Red got up quickly to follow her, claiming he had to go as well. He followed her throughout the house and up the stairs to the hallway. She disappeared into the bathroom, and Red waited outside. Like most girls, she was in there for an almost unreasonable amount of time, but when the door finally opened, his ears perked up.\n\n\t“You waitin’?” She’d ask as she stepped out, “It’s all yours, man.”\n\n\t“I’m Red, it’s nice to meet you!” Red blurted out as he held out his hand. The mouse was a bit taken back, but she reached out and shook his hand.\n\n\t“Milkette,” She answered with a wary grin and a cocked brow, “You stalkin’ me now?”\n\n\t“Ah, uh, no…” Red answered, “I just thought…”\n\n\t“That you’d get to know the gamer girl with the big tits,” Milkette finished for him, “That’s cool. Trust me, I ain’t stupid… despite my liberal use of the word ‘ain’t.’ Most guys love to know a girl like me… But really, you sure you don’t have to piss?”\n\n\t“I kinda do…” Red mumbled, “Uh, hold on one sec?”\n\n\tMilketted stepped aside and gestured him into the bathroom where he’d do his business and come back out. Milkette wandered off though! He looked up and down the hall to see if he could find her, but to no avail. He quickly made his way back down the stairs, but in his hurry he nearly ran into her. Both slammed on the brakes as quickly as they could, the mouse stepping back and the fox grabbing hold of the railing to stop himself… neither hit the other, but Milkette’s drink was spilled just a little.\n\n\t“Man! You spilled it!” She squeaked, “Now you have to drink it.”\n\n\tRed gulped. “But I don’t drink.”\n\n\tMilkette grinned, “Neither did I up until recent,” She said, “That’s why I drink this stuff.”\n\n\tRed looked at the bottle of Vodka she had in her hand, and the jug of orange juice she was carrying awkwardly under her arm. “Screwdrivers, right?”\n\n\t“If you mix ‘em right they just taste like juice! So stop being a wuss,” Milkette insisted as she forced her glass upon him. Holding it out, she waited, and Red was hit by that same anxiety as before. He locked up for a moment and wasn’t sure what to do… The mouse was intimidating! She was pretty and somewhat demanding; the kind of girl that was hard to say no to… so hard, in fact, that he took the glass and brought it to his nose, taking a few sniffs. The vodka smell was strong enough to be noticeable, and he scrunched up his nose immediately.\n\n\t“Don’t smell it!” Milkette whined, “That’s what messes it up for you! Just drink the whole thing really fast. One big gulp. Swallow, like a big boy.”\n\n\tHe’d do as she asked, slamming the drink back and swallowing with his eyes squeezed shut. Where he expected a foul taste that would resemble the smell on Milkett’e breath, it actually surprised him. It wasn’t that bad. He looked surprised as he handed the glass back to Milkette, and she’d smirk at him. She remembered being like that herself.\n\n\t“Come on then,” She’d say, pulling him along towards one of the other rooms. They’d quickly duck inside before anyone saw.\n\n\tThe room was clean, with the sheets on the double bed nice and tucked in, the curtains blocking the window straightened, and even the things on the end tables and book shelf were straight and orderly. It must have been the host’s parents’ bedroom. The girl stepped right inside and didn’t hesitate to plant her keister on the bed, the action causing her skirt to flip up for the briefest of moments. She was wearing black underwear, looking like tight, clingy boy-shorts.\n\n\t“What are we doing in here?” Red would ask, a blush hitting his cheeks.\n\n\tMilkette began pouring another drink, setting the ingredients on the floor when she was done with them. “Drinkin’,” She answered, “Plus, torment.”\n\n\t“Torment,” Red repeated as he stepped inside and moved towards the bed to take a seat.\n\n\t“Uh huh…” Milkette grinned, gently pulling the zipper on her top down as she pounded back her new drink without stopping to take a breath. The zipper was half way down her chest once she was finished, and she set her glass on the floor with the rest of her things. Red never made it to the bed, frozen as he gawked at the mouse and the exposed cleavage and black bra she was wearing. “Torment,” She repeated, “Because you’re a terrible person.”\n\n\tRed looked surprised. “W-Wha? Me?”\n\n\t“Ohhh yeah,” Milkette almost sneered, “I know why you’re followin’ me around… you’re thinkin’ about fuckin’ me.”\n\n\tRed shook his head quickly. “No, no way,” He’d sputter back as quickly as he could.\n\n\t“But you arrrrre!” Milkette groaned as she flopped back onto the bed. She ran her hand up over her own body, smoothing her palm over the swell of one of her breasts, teasing her fingertips into the cleavage her bra and the tight hoodie created. “You’re imaginin’ what my tits must feel like wrapped around your dick and how awesome it’d be if I sucked you off…”\n\n\tRed tried to protest, but could only let out some breathless sound as if his words were physically lodged into his throat. She wasn’t exactly wrong. She was even making a show of it, and his heartbeat could be felt in his jeans by then. He would have called her out on the nerve of such accusations if it wasn’t so obvious that the mouse was one glass too full, as it were.\n\n\t“You boys never think about what I’d like,” She continued, “Maybe I don’t wanna suck a dick. Maybe I wanna cuddle.”\n\n\t“You could’ve just asked,” Red retorted.\n\n\tMilketted rolled onto her front with a sigh, her rump now poised towards the ceiling, her tail lashing right and left in annoyance. “Whatever happened to romance? Or, like… chivalry? Or… something.”\n\n\tRed would have felt ashamed if he was listening, but his head was tilted slightly to catch a look at those half-moon cheeks of hers. Tightly clad in soft black fabric, the lower curves just slightly exposed, looking so big and perky… It was the ass of his dreams! He couldn’t help himself, and he continued to fan the flames of a growing lust inside him. As much as the mouse seemed to moan and complain about the whole thing, he had a feeling she’d be alright with where he wanted to take things.\n\n\t“Lemme see your dick,” She suddenly said, looking over her shoulder.\n\n\tRed went, well, red. “Let me see your tits!” He shot back.\n\n\tMilkette gave him a shrewd glare. “God, honestly!” She huffed, rolling onto her back in an agitated fit and sitting back up. She quickly grabbed hold of her zipper and tugged it down. She wasted no time for ceremony, sliding the hoody off and leaving it crumpled around her. Reaching back to unclip her bra thrust her chest outward, offering the jiggling mounds for Red’s inspection. It wasn’t long before they were bared to him, thick pink juicy nipples and all. They were almost perfectly globular in their shape and utter defiance of gravity, and were purely beautiful.\n\n\tRodent perfection at its finest.\n\n\t“Should’ve known you’d say that, asshole,” Milkette grumbled. Her arms held her tits up for him to see, and Red was noticeably delighted. “Now it’s your turn.”\n\n\tFair was fair, so Red undid his jeans as he approached. By the time he reached Milkette he was bare from the waist down. Leaving his pants and underwear on the floor, Red stood erect before her. His cock was a dark ebony colour and human-shaped. He never boasted size or thickness to anyone, because it wasn’t anything to boast about. He was as average as average could get… if not smaller than most mice Milkette had met. The furry white sac that hung beneath was likewise as ordinary as his penis… Milkette seemed less than pleased at what she saw.\n\n\t“See? You jump right to it just because I tell you to,” She complained, “One squeeze of my tits…” She squished those furry mounds together with her hands on either side, rolling them against one another briefly, “… And you’d bend over backwards to get a piece.”\n\n\t“You can’t blame me for that!” Red barked back, “I mean, come on!”\n\n\t“I can! I totally can!” Milkette squeaked, “Following me to the bathroom like that… I’m just giving you exactly what you want, you Red… Green fox. Don’t you get bitchy with me!”\n\n\t“You’re drunk,” Red sighed.\n\n\tMilkette grabbed hold of Red’s privates, making him yelp as she squeezed his shaft a little hard. “And your dick’s small,” She sighed back, giving it a few tugs, “What the heck am I supposed to do with this? If I push it between my boobs, I won’t even feel it!”\n\n\tRed growled. He was starting to dislike Milkette’s attitude, drunk or not.\n\n\tThe mouse girl fell back onto the bed again, sprawled out and tits bouncing. Her hands found the buttons on her skirt, and a few easy movements removed them and unfastened the waist. She left it draped beneath her as she then lifted her legs and wiggled out of her underwear, not even making an effort to make it a show. Her legs came back down to hang off the end of the bed, her lush sex-petals on display for the fox if only for a moment. She’d roll onto her front again, dragging her body up the bed to grab hold of one of the pillows.\n\n\tAs she hugged the pillow to herself, she closed her eyes. “You’d have to stick it in my butt… things feel bigger back there.”\n\n\tWhile Milkette may have been drunkenly slurring those words, she may as well have been singing in chorus. Red’s eyes were fixated on the rodent’s backside, absolutely loving how the coffee-cream colour snuck up from between her legs and painted the lower parts of her butt cheeks so that if she squeezed her legs together, it resembled a heart… a heart or a target, depending on who was doing the looking. To Red and his ‘small’ dick, it definitely looked like a target. Without any lubrication or anything, Red climbed onto the bed to take his spot behind the mouse.\n\n\tShe didn’t seem to protest at all at first. It wasn’t until the tip of his dick found its mark against her tight little tailhole that she finally raised her head.\n\n\t“Mmwaitamin-ITE!”\n\n\tMilkette’s eyes shot open wide and she let out such a shrill squeak when, in a sense of revenge, Red SLAMMED his hips down to plunge his length into her ass. The mouse’s body trembled as the fox found his way balls deep, but he didn’t let her adjust or rest there. He started to thrust immediately, taking her for his own sexual gratification. Sure, it may have been proving whatever drunken-logic point she had conjured up, but after she said his dick was small? She deserved it!\n\n\tMilkette shut her eyes tight and nearly screamed as Red pounded into her rear. It was miraculously tight, like a virgin’s, and every thrust was met with a clenching resistance that squeezed his cock perfectly. Of course, without lubrication, every dry pump was tough to accomplish, and racked the mouse girl’s ass with pain. Her eyes watered a little, and she was thankful for her buzz… one could only imagine how excruciating it may have been should she have been completely sober.\n\n\t“O-Owww! Stop!” Milkette cried, “You’re being too rough! Knock it off!”\n\n\tRed simply grabbed hold of Milkette’s hips to lift her into a proper doggy-style position. He was naturally comfortable in such a position, able to rail her from behind without any problem. What was once a dry thrusting became awful wet, as Red’s jetting spurts of pre finally began to make the experience easier on the mouse… And for all her discomfort, she had a soaking between her thighs as well. She grabbed hold of the pillow for dear life, biting into it as Red had his way with her, her toes curling and her body absolutely tense all over. Of course, that just made her a tighter fuck all around.\n\n\tThe bed creaked and rocked, and the dull sounds of the party below were drowned out as the pair continued their raunchy rutting upon the off-limits bed. Red felt more than satisfied pounding the rodent’s rear for all he was worth. Coming to that stupid party didn’t seem so terrible anymore. In fact, it felt great! He began to pant as he put everything he could into it. It was more of a cardio workout than any marathon he ran in high school, but a million times more worth it. Her tight buttocks clenched him in such a uniquely rhythmic manner, trembling around his dick. Milkette certainly hadn’t been worked that way before, as far as she could recall in her drunken state. Her groans were rapidly stuttered with every thrust.\n\n\tRed’s hands sunk into the perfect roundness of Milkette’s ass as he truly mounted her, bracing himself high on his toes to slam down into her with lusty barks and huffs. Milkette’s bucked teeth tore into the pillow as she pulled her head away, its stuffing exposed as she cried out into the air. No doubt anyone on the upper level of the house could hear them going at it – the headboard was slamming against the wall if Milkette’s screaming wasn’t enough.\n\n\tIn only a few more seconds, Red had all he could take. His knot had bulked up and battered against Milkette’s ass long enough to finally tie her. Milkette’s pupils were like tiny pin-pricks as the sudden sinking of the round knot sent a jolt of erotic pain through her nervous system, and she let out a silent shriek that only came out in breathless gasps. With a howl of triumph, Red came, unloading into the mouse’s backside shamelessly while she quivered beneath him. For a few hip-bucking seconds, Red was in bliss, and even Milkette was thrilled by the heated rush of his ejaculation as it flowed into her. It ended all too soon though, and Red collapsed onto Milkette’s back on the bed, panting into her ear.\n\n\tRed grinned after a moment’s rest, nosing her ear softly. “Feel small now…?” He murmured, to no answer. He blinked a few times, and gave the mouse beneath him a little shake. “Hey, you still conscious…?”\n\n\tShe was not. Milkette was out cold.\n\n\tRed let out a little snort in amusement. “Tch… aw well…”\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Chivalry is Dead


Authored by MilkJunkie

A DarkTailskp  commission.


\tRed didn’t like parties.

\tIt was hard to give any single reason why parties didn’t appeal to the fox. It was more a combination of every reason. There were too many people, it was too noisy, he felt out of place, he didn’t drink alcohol… all of these things contributed to why Red didn’t enjoy himself. More often than not, he just wished he could go home. Nothing would have stopped him from doing so, nothing except the idea of how embarrassing it’d be to leave so early.

\tHe remembered getting in the door and hanging up his coat. The host said hello to him and smiled, pat him on the shoulder, asked if they could get him anything… Red’s way of thinking didn’t help his anti-social disposition; swearing up and down that such a thing was a façade. Red didn’t even know the host very well… they were just being polite and nothing more. Chatting up every cat, dog and horse that walked through the door did wonders for the image after all. Red tore himself away from the host as soon as he could under the guise of seeking others to mingle with… Ironically, that was no less a façade.

\tIt was a decent party though, Red couldn’t deny that. The host had a fairly large house with an impressive back porch where most of the party-goers who were content with the cold night air were enjoying their evening. The nice stainless steel counters in the kitchen were beset by open boxes of beer, and bottles of liquor. There were boxes of soda cans in the fridge too, much to Red’s relief. It was warm, and most of the floors were hardwood. If nothing else, it improved the chances of something getting broken ten-fold… and apparently, according to most, a party simply isn’t a party until something got smashed. The mere idea of some of the nice-looking décor in the home getting broken just didn’t agree with Red at all.

\tAs far as the party guests went, Red recognized maybe two out of the double-digit attendance list. He had seen a couple of co-workers from the department store he worked at, but even they were more acquaintances than actual friends. Everyone else was strangers, which lead Red to wonder how he’d been dragged to such a thing in the first place. He had spent most of the evening bumming around the kitchen, finding it took cold to go outside and not wanting to get too far from his supply of non-alcoholic beverages. It was there that he acted as sort of a wall-flower forced to watch everyone else talk and be merry with their close circles.

\tThe irony is how much Red stood out. Even his name was ironic, since Red was a green fox. Most of his fur was a noticeable emerald hue, and white fur was grown in the typical areas for his species, mostly splashed up his front and puffed out from the inside of his ears. His tail looked as if the end had been dipped in white paint. The only red thing about him was his eyes, coloured like ruby gemstones. He didn’t wear anything too extravagant though, with a loose pair of denim jeans and a black t-shirt. He tried to decorate with a chain hanging from his belt loop and pocket. Like most of the furry folk, he opted for bare feet.

\tIt was nearing an hour when Red decided he needed to get out of the kitchen and at least walk around the house. He was feeling awkward just standing up against a counter all by himself, even if no one was paying him much mind. But surely someone had to be doing something he could join in on! Maybe an open discussion at a table or something… So he pushed off and trotted out of the kitchen to take a look around.

\tHe didn’t have to go far. It seemed a group had set themselves up around the host’s big screen television, and with how they were all crowded around it, it was obvious that they were playing some kind of video game. Red stopped at the entryway to the kitchen to watch as the gamer group engaged in their hootenanny. He only caught a glimpse of what they were playing: Super Smash Bros. Brawl. Then that glimpse was interrupted as one of the gamers thrust their hands up into the air after the in-game announcer called the match.

\t“LUIGI WINS AGAIN!” They shouted, their opponents groaning in annoyance.

\tRed stood on his toes and tried to look over the crowd while sipping on his soda, but he caught sight of the apparent victor and took pause. It was a girl! Evident by her big, round saucer ears and her cute little pink nose, she was a mouse. Most of her seemed to be coloured a chocolate brown, but she had a lighter brown splashed over her muzzle, like a heavily creamed coffee. Her long hair was the same chocolate brown as most of her fur. She was wearing a black hoodie from what Red could tell, but since she was sitting on her knees in front of the coffee table, he couldn’t see much. She was so incredibly pretty though. Her big, round glasses and golden triforce earrings just screamed “cute nerd.”

\tSuddenly, Red really wanted to get in on that game. Even if Super Smash Bros. wasn’t normally his kind of game, it really looked like the group was having fun… and it was the kind of fun he looked like he’d be able to get into.

\tShuffling on over, he’d take a seat on the throw-rug in front of the television. His first order of business was getting a better look at that girl. Her hoodie looked to be a thin, zip-up number, but Red’s eyes bugged at the shape it made covering her body. The logo for a video game, “Skullgirls,” was printed onto the chest of her hoodie, and it looked to be strained to its limit by the mouse girl’s enormous breasts. Further down, she seemed to be wearing a plaid mini skirt that looked nicely pleated. From what little more Red could see, the cream-coffee colour on her muzzle also ran down her neck and likely all down her front side, since the hoodie was just barely lifted by her movements to show off a similar fur colour on her stomach.

\tShe turned to the coffee table with her Wii remote in her lap. At first Red noticed she was mixing herself a drink – a simple orange juice and vodka combination; a “Screwdriver.” But his eyes left what she was doing and glanced towards her feet. She had on a cute pair of black, white and gray striped knee socks… and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t try and get a good look at the mouse girl’s butt. Unfortunately for him she had the skirt proper enough to cover what needed to be covered. It also gave him a chance to get a good look at the various game-related pins she’d stuck on her skirt.

\tOut of everyone there, the girl seemed to have the most… personality with her outfit. She obviously picked it out with great care, and Red admired that. He also admired the fact she had the curves of a full-grown mare stacked onto a short mouse body, but he reasoned to himself that it served to accentuate the whole ensemble. It didn’t take long for him to know that he was really into her.

\tThe mouse downed her drink and turned back to the screen. Everyone was talking, so she had to yell to get everyone to hear her. “Alright, winner goes on! Switch them around, boys,” She said, and they did as she commanded. No one seemed to raise a fuss or be difficult, controllers simply switched hands to whoever wanted them… except Red. He hadn’t even held out his hands to get one, as the idea of asking for one filled him with a certain anxiety. He even watched one pass right over him to someone else, and he couldn’t say a word. So he settled in and watched.

\tIt was a toss-up for Red, between watching the screen and watching the mouse. When the match started, she got right into it. She leaned forwards just a little, bit on her tongue just slightly, and mashed those buttons for all she was worth. Red couldn’t help but grin as he watched her, sipping away at his soda before he’d turn his attention to the screen. Still, it was just as fun watching the girl and the three boys playing with her as they had their fun back-and-forth.

\tThey were obviously a little tipsy, making them boisterous but friendly. Deaths often resulted in flailing arm movements and laughter, sometimes a teeter back and forth in their seats as they couldn’t contain themselves, but then it was right back at it. The excitement in the air was so contagious that even Red had to laugh, and felt no shame in being a little loud with the rest of them. The match, three stocks for each player, lasted maybe fifteen minutes since people did their best not to die. At the end of it all however, the mouse girl stood victorious. Her name on the end-game score was simply “MILK.”

\tThat had to be some form of jab at her bust line. It had to.

\t“And now I beat you all with Kirby! Hee!” The girl squeaked, stopping herself only to take another large sip of her drink… she actually downed half the glass in one go, and decided upon filling it up again before she even emptied it. Her second sip came with a sour face… she probably put too much of her vodka in it.

\t“Hey, you wanna play?”

\tIt took Red a moment to realize the girl was addressing him. His ears jolted up as the realization struck, but he still looked around to see if, maybe, she was talking to someone else.

\t“Yeah I mean you…” She said with a grin, “Don’tchya talk?”

\t“Y-Yeah, I just… wasn’t expecting that. Can I?” Red would answer.

\t“Yeeeeah…!” The mouse girl said, tilting her head to rest of the guy’s shoulder next to her. “Give ‘im yours. You suck anyways.”

\t“Hey!” The stallion huffed.

\tShe rolled her head a little on his shoulder. She was sure drunk alright. “You’ve had like fifty-biiiillion turns now! Give it up!”

\tThe stallion, in good humor, tossed the wii remote into Red’s lap. It dinged him pretty good right in the crotch, causing him to jerk forwards. Everyone laughed, and even Red laughed just a little before setting his soda on the table and getting his remote ready. The young fox wasn’t all that experienced with the Wii system, but he tried not to look too uncertain about his chances at winning. It seemed that “MILK” was pretty good at the game, so he had his doubts.

\tSo with a new batch of combatants, the game began anew. Red picked Link, the level was the Bridge of Eldin, and the mouse… had gone and Picked Luigi again.

\tIt was an absolute humiliation. Red was out within the first few minutes.

\tA particularly sneaky Captain Falcon managed to knock the mouse out of the running too though, and win the match. Once again, laughter swept through the living room, and the mouse that Red had been keeping his eye on passed her controller aside and took her glass, carefully standing, though she was a little prone to stumbling. “Outta the way,” She said, “I gotta pee like a horse.”

\t“No offense,” She’d finish as she stepped around the stallion, tussling his mane on the way by.

\tAs she left, Red got up quickly to follow her, claiming he had to go as well. He followed her throughout the house and up the stairs to the hallway. She disappeared into the bathroom, and Red waited outside. Like most girls, she was in there for an almost unreasonable amount of time, but when the door finally opened, his ears perked up.

\t“You waitin’?” She’d ask as she stepped out, “It’s all yours, man.”

\t“I’m Red, it’s nice to meet you!” Red blurted out as he held out his hand. The mouse was a bit taken back, but she reached out and shook his hand.

\t“Milkette,” She answered with a wary grin and a cocked brow, “You stalkin’ me now?”

\t“Ah, uh, no…” Red answered, “I just thought…”

\t“That you’d get to know the gamer girl with the big tits,” Milkette finished for him, “That’s cool. Trust me, I ain’t stupid… despite my liberal use of the word ‘ain’t.’ Most guys love to know a girl like me… But really, you sure you don’t have to piss?”

\t“I kinda do…” Red mumbled, “Uh, hold on one sec?”

\tMilketted stepped aside and gestured him into the bathroom where he’d do his business and come back out. Milkette wandered off though! He looked up and down the hall to see if he could find her, but to no avail. He quickly made his way back down the stairs, but in his hurry he nearly ran into her. Both slammed on the brakes as quickly as they could, the mouse stepping back and the fox grabbing hold of the railing to stop himself… neither hit the other, but Milkette’s drink was spilled just a little.

\t“Man! You spilled it!” She squeaked, “Now you have to drink it.”

\tRed gulped. “But I don’t drink.”

\tMilkette grinned, “Neither did I up until recent,” She said, “That’s why I drink this stuff.”

\tRed looked at the bottle of Vodka she had in her hand, and the jug of orange juice she was carrying awkwardly under her arm. “Screwdrivers, right?”

\t“If you mix ‘em right they just taste like juice! So stop being a wuss,” Milkette insisted as she forced her glass upon him. Holding it out, she waited, and Red was hit by that same anxiety as before. He locked up for a moment and wasn’t sure what to do… The mouse was intimidating! She was pretty and somewhat demanding; the kind of girl that was hard to say no to… so hard, in fact, that he took the glass and brought it to his nose, taking a few sniffs. The vodka smell was strong enough to be noticeable, and he scrunched up his nose immediately.

\t“Don’t smell it!” Milkette whined, “That’s what messes it up for you! Just drink the whole thing really fast. One big gulp. Swallow, like a big boy.”

\tHe’d do as she asked, slamming the drink back and swallowing with his eyes squeezed shut. Where he expected a foul taste that would resemble the smell on Milkett’e breath, it actually surprised him. It wasn’t that bad. He looked surprised as he handed the glass back to Milkette, and she’d smirk at him. She remembered being like that herself.

\t“Come on then,” She’d say, pulling him along towards one of the other rooms. They’d quickly duck inside before anyone saw.

\tThe room was clean, with the sheets on the double bed nice and tucked in, the curtains blocking the window straightened, and even the things on the end tables and book shelf were straight and orderly. It must have been the host’s parents’ bedroom. The girl stepped right inside and didn’t hesitate to plant her keister on the bed, the action causing her skirt to flip up for the briefest of moments. She was wearing black underwear, looking like tight, clingy boy-shorts.

\t“What are we doing in here?” Red would ask, a blush hitting his cheeks.

\tMilkette began pouring another drink, setting the ingredients on the floor when she was done with them. “Drinkin’,” She answered, “Plus, torment.”

\t“Torment,” Red repeated as he stepped inside and moved towards the bed to take a seat.

\t“Uh huh…” Milkette grinned, gently pulling the zipper on her top down as she pounded back her new drink without stopping to take a breath. The zipper was half way down her chest once she was finished, and she set her glass on the floor with the rest of her things. Red never made it to the bed, frozen as he gawked at the mouse and the exposed cleavage and black bra she was wearing. “Torment,” She repeated, “Because you’re a terrible person.”

\tRed looked surprised. “W-Wha? Me?”

\t“Ohhh yeah,” Milkette almost sneered, “I know why you’re followin’ me around… you’re thinkin’ about fuckin’ me.”

\tRed shook his head quickly. “No, no way,” He’d sputter back as quickly as he could.

\t“But you arrrrre!” Milkette groaned as she flopped back onto the bed. She ran her hand up over her own body, smoothing her palm over the swell of one of her breasts, teasing her fingertips into the cleavage her bra and the tight hoodie created. “You’re imaginin’ what my tits must feel like wrapped around your dick and how awesome it’d be if I sucked you off…”

\tRed tried to protest, but could only let out some breathless sound as if his words were physically lodged into his throat. She wasn’t exactly wrong. She was even making a show of it, and his heartbeat could be felt in his jeans by then. He would have called her out on the nerve of such accusations if it wasn’t so obvious that the mouse was one glass too full, as it were.

\t“You boys never think about what I’d like,” She continued, “Maybe I don’t wanna suck a dick. Maybe I wanna cuddle.”

\t“You could’ve just asked,” Red retorted.

\tMilketted rolled onto her front with a sigh, her rump now poised towards the ceiling, her tail lashing right and left in annoyance. “Whatever happened to romance? Or, like… chivalry? Or… something.”

\tRed would have felt ashamed if he was listening, but his head was tilted slightly to catch a look at those half-moon cheeks of hers. Tightly clad in soft black fabric, the lower curves just slightly exposed, looking so big and perky… It was the ass of his dreams! He couldn’t help himself, and he continued to fan the flames of a growing lust inside him. As much as the mouse seemed to moan and complain about the whole thing, he had a feeling she’d be alright with where he wanted to take things.

\t“Lemme see your dick,” She suddenly said, looking over her shoulder.

\tRed went, well, red. “Let me see your tits!” He shot back.

\tMilkette gave him a shrewd glare. “God, honestly!” She huffed, rolling onto her back in an agitated fit and sitting back up. She quickly grabbed hold of her zipper and tugged it down. She wasted no time for ceremony, sliding the hoody off and leaving it crumpled around her. Reaching back to unclip her bra thrust her chest outward, offering the jiggling mounds for Red’s inspection. It wasn’t long before they were bared to him, thick pink juicy nipples and all. They were almost perfectly globular in their shape and utter defiance of gravity, and were purely beautiful.

\tRodent perfection at its finest.

\t“Should’ve known you’d say that, asshole,” Milkette grumbled. Her arms held her tits up for him to see, and Red was noticeably delighted. “Now it’s your turn.”

\tFair was fair, so Red undid his jeans as he approached. By the time he reached Milkette he was bare from the waist down. Leaving his pants and underwear on the floor, Red stood erect before her. His cock was a dark ebony colour and human-shaped. He never boasted size or thickness to anyone, because it wasn’t anything to boast about. He was as average as average could get… if not smaller than most mice Milkette had met. The furry white sac that hung beneath was likewise as ordinary as his penis… Milkette seemed less than pleased at what she saw.

\t“See? You jump right to it just because I tell you to,” She complained, “One squeeze of my tits…” She squished those furry mounds together with her hands on either side, rolling them against one another briefly, “… And you’d bend over backwards to get a piece.”

\t“You can’t blame me for that!” Red barked back, “I mean, come on!”

\t“I can! I totally can!” Milkette squeaked, “Following me to the bathroom like that… I’m just giving you exactly what you want, you Red… Green fox. Don’t you get bitchy with me!”

\t“You’re drunk,” Red sighed.

\tMilkette grabbed hold of Red’s privates, making him yelp as she squeezed his shaft a little hard. “And your dick’s small,” She sighed back, giving it a few tugs, “What the heck am I supposed to do with this? If I push it between my boobs, I won’t even feel it!”

\tRed growled. He was starting to dislike Milkette’s attitude, drunk or not.

\tThe mouse girl fell back onto the bed again, sprawled out and tits bouncing. Her hands found the buttons on her skirt, and a few easy movements removed them and unfastened the waist. She left it draped beneath her as she then lifted her legs and wiggled out of her underwear, not even making an effort to make it a show. Her legs came back down to hang off the end of the bed, her lush sex-petals on display for the fox if only for a moment. She’d roll onto her front again, dragging her body up the bed to grab hold of one of the pillows.

\tAs she hugged the pillow to herself, she closed her eyes. “You’d have to stick it in my butt… things feel bigger back there.”

\tWhile Milkette may have been drunkenly slurring those words, she may as well have been singing in chorus. Red’s eyes were fixated on the rodent’s backside, absolutely loving how the coffee-cream colour snuck up from between her legs and painted the lower parts of her butt cheeks so that if she squeezed her legs together, it resembled a heart… a heart or a target, depending on who was doing the looking. To Red and his ‘small’ dick, it definitely looked like a target. Without any lubrication or anything, Red climbed onto the bed to take his spot behind the mouse.

\tShe didn’t seem to protest at all at first. It wasn’t until the tip of his dick found its mark against her tight little tailhole that she finally raised her head.

\t“Mmwaitamin-ITE!”

\tMilkette’s eyes shot open wide and she let out such a shrill squeak when, in a sense of revenge, Red SLAMMED his hips down to plunge his length into her ass. The mouse’s body trembled as the fox found his way balls deep, but he didn’t let her adjust or rest there. He started to thrust immediately, taking her for his own sexual gratification. Sure, it may have been proving whatever drunken-logic point she had conjured up, but after she said his dick was small? She deserved it!

\tMilkette shut her eyes tight and nearly screamed as Red pounded into her rear. It was miraculously tight, like a virgin’s, and every thrust was met with a clenching resistance that squeezed his cock perfectly. Of course, without lubrication, every dry pump was tough to accomplish, and racked the mouse girl’s ass with pain. Her eyes watered a little, and she was thankful for her buzz… one could only imagine how excruciating it may have been should she have been completely sober.

\t“O-Owww! Stop!” Milkette cried, “You’re being too rough! Knock it off!”

\tRed simply grabbed hold of Milkette’s hips to lift her into a proper doggy-style position. He was naturally comfortable in such a position, able to rail her from behind without any problem. What was once a dry thrusting became awful wet, as Red’s jetting spurts of pre finally began to make the experience easier on the mouse… And for all her discomfort, she had a soaking between her thighs as well. She grabbed hold of the pillow for dear life, biting into it as Red had his way with her, her toes curling and her body absolutely tense all over. Of course, that just made her a tighter fuck all around.

\tThe bed creaked and rocked, and the dull sounds of the party below were drowned out as the pair continued their raunchy rutting upon the off-limits bed.  Red felt more than satisfied pounding the rodent’s rear for all he was worth. Coming to that stupid party didn’t seem so terrible anymore. In fact, it felt great! He began to pant as he put everything he could into it. It was more of a cardio workout than any marathon he ran in high school, but a million times more worth it. Her tight buttocks clenched him in such a uniquely rhythmic manner, trembling around his dick. Milkette certainly hadn’t been worked that way before, as far as she could recall in her drunken state. Her groans were rapidly stuttered with every thrust.

\tRed’s hands sunk into the perfect roundness of Milkette’s ass as he truly mounted her, bracing himself high on his toes to slam down into her with lusty barks and huffs. Milkette’s bucked teeth tore into the pillow as she pulled her head away, its stuffing exposed as she cried out into the air. No doubt anyone on the upper level of the house could hear them going at it – the headboard was slamming against the wall if Milkette’s screaming wasn’t enough.

\tIn only a few more seconds, Red had all he could take. His knot had bulked up and battered against Milkette’s ass long enough to finally tie her. Milkette’s pupils were like tiny pin-pricks as the sudden sinking of the round knot sent a jolt of erotic pain through her nervous system, and she let out a silent shriek that only came out in breathless gasps. With a howl of triumph, Red came, unloading into the mouse’s backside shamelessly while she quivered beneath him. For a few hip-bucking seconds, Red was in bliss, and even Milkette was thrilled by the heated rush of his ejaculation as it flowed into her. It ended all too soon though, and Red collapsed onto Milkette’s back on the bed, panting into her ear.

\tRed grinned after a moment’s rest, nosing her ear softly. “Feel small now…?” He murmured, to no answer. He blinked a few times, and gave the mouse beneath him a little shake. “Hey, you still conscious…?”

\tShe was not. Milkette was out cold.

\tRed let out a little snort in amusement. “Tch… aw well…”

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