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At long last, here it is! This might just be my favorite piece of writing to date. I hope you all enjoy it!\n\nMegan Bryar belongs to, and is, @MeganBryar , and makes her cameo with permission.\n\nJack Millen © @Bigchris369\n\nMidori Powell © @RisingDragon\n\n\nRoss Goldmane, Elena, Jordan, Alice, and Xavier Rikkers © @talon2point0.\n\nLucas, Derek, AJ, and Oksana Blackfoot © @talon2point0 and me.\n\nAll other characters and places, most notably Megan Conroy, © me, except for New Hampshire.\n\nAny actual companies mentioned herein, including Hot Topic, Pottery Barn, Old Navy, Pier 1 Imports, Chevrolet, Hennessey Performance, and Guitar Center, and products such as the SS, Corvette, Warhammer, and Dungeons and Dragons are © their respective owners.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Sorry about the long delay. At long last, here it is! This might just be my favorite piece of writing to date. I hope you all enjoy it!

Megan Bryar belongs to, and is, \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
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, and makes her cameo with permission.

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and me.

All other characters and places, most notably Megan Conroy, © me, except for New Hampshire.

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His expression as he tried to formulate an explanation was a dead-giveaway that he had no good reason to reject the unpaid time off. The truth was, he enjoyed staring at Megan's ass when he thought she wouldn't notice, and he couldn't keep his eyes off Ross's impressive chest. Tina and Skylar were both, for lack of a better term, unremarkable. If he had to go a week and a half without some quality eye candy, he'd lose his mind.\n\nAs the gears in his mind desperately turned, she derailed his train of thought. ``Just like I thought. You just want to keep me here so you can stare at me. Fuck this, I quit.'' Sebastian stammered uselessly as he watched his best - and prettiest - employee clock out and toss her keys and badge at him. As she neared the front of the store, she turned around and threatened, ``And by the way, you can count on me contacting corporate.''\n\nMegan stood out in the mall hallway, trembling with anger. 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At this point, she was just so irritated by everything that she honestly wouldn't mind sharing a table with someone; she just wasn't particularly in the mood to deal with loud and rambunctious kids. Her roaming eyes eventually fell upon a table for two, occupied by one: a lovely rabbit girl reading a book called ``The Golden Locket.''\n\n*Perfect,* Megan thought to herself. *She looks like she just wants to sit in silence, too.*\n\nShe stopped in front of the woman and cleared her throat softly, ``Excuse me, Miss?''\n\nThe pretty rabbit lowered her book and glanced up at Megan over a pair of rectangular-rimmed glasses, regarding her for a moment with deep brown eyes, before asking, ``Yes?''\n\n``I'm sorry if I'm bothering you, but there aren't any other quiet tables around besides this one,'' the teen bat gestured with a sweep of her winged arm. ``After the day I've had, I just want to sit, relax, and enjoy my drink. Do you mind if I sit here? I promise, I won't be a bother to you or your reading.''\n\nThe leporine woman smiled, and with a casual shifting of her eyes to the vacant seat, invited the younger girl to join her. ``Thank you,'' Megan said, dropping into the chair to savor the cool beverage.\n\n``Your piercings are pretty,'' a soft, pleasant voice said after a few minutes.\n\n``Huh?'' Megan said, pulled from her pity-party of one, not entirely sure who had spoken to her.\n\n``The hoops in your wings - they're pretty.'' It was the girl across from her at the table.\n\n``Oh,'' Megan smiled. ``Thank you. They were my ex's idea. Turns out she had a few, once in awhile. Cute legwarmers,'' she added, pointing to the rabbit's well-toned calves. ``My current girlfriend would look amazing in those.''\n\n``Thanks! I bought them at The Rising Dragon,'' the rabbit stuck her leg out into the aisle to give her companion a better view. ``If you don't mind me saying, though, you have good legs for them, too - I'm sorry, what's your name?''\n\n``Megan,'' she said, extending a paw in friendship. ``Megan Conroy, formerly of Hot Topic, now unemployed. Hence my bad mood. The Rising Dragon - is that the anime store?''\n\n``That's the one,'' The rabbit giggled slightly, then blushed, ``By the way, my name's also Megan! Megan Bryar. I'm sorry, it's not funny that you lost your job. But a bat working at Hot Topic?''\n\nMegan rolled her eyes. ``I know, right? God, I'm glad to be out of there.''\n\n``So you quit, I take it?''\n\n``I didn't really want to, but my manager denied my vacation request to go to Colorado with my girlfriend next month. Everything's already paid for. We had the coverage, he just wanted to keep perving on me,'' the younger girl explained.\n\n``That sucks,'' the older Megan muttered. ``I can't believe sexual harassment like that still happens in the workplace.''\n\n``Well, I?ll be contacting corporate about him on Monday,'' Megan said, before sipping down the last bit of her smoothie. ``Still, I need to find a new job.''\n\n``Well, hey - if you're interested, I think Rising Dragon was hiring. You should check them out, and maybe grab an application,'' the pretty rabbit advised. ``At the very least, pick up a pair of legwarmers for your sweetheart.''\n\nMegan nodded, thankful for the information. ``I think I'll do that now. Thanks so much, Megan. It was nice meeting you.''\n\n``No problem, honey,'' the older Megan said. ``Good luck! Maybe I'll see you around sometime.''\n\n-----\n\nMegan walked down the south wing of the mall, stopping in a couple of stores along the way to grab job applications, before coming to a halt in front of The Rising Dragon. The windows were full of display cases showing off figurines of various fantasy creatures that she couldn't begin to name, but she couldn't deny were neat looking. There were signs up around the store promoting the book signing for ``Legacy of the Profane,'' whatever that was. To the left, she could see a section dedicated to Japanese pop culture: Blu-Rays and DVDs, books, magazines, snack food, and clothing lined the shelves. To the right, merchandise for tabletop gaming was on display: handbooks, novels, paint kits and brushes, and tubes containing dice of various face counts.\n\nThe back of the store was home to several tables and chairs, where a few patrons were hunched over, applying color to their miniatures with meticulous detail. It also seemed to be a place where players would gather every so often to play whatever game they were into. And at the front of the store was the register, where replicas of a variety of fantasy weapons were on display. A pretty rabbit woman in her late twenties was leaning over the glass, thumbing through a catalog. There was a small, paw-drawn sign on the counter that said ``Now Hiring.''\n\n``Excuse me,'' the young bat said, approaching the store clerk.\n\n``Hmmm?'' the bunny brushed her long blue hair out of her face and looked at Megan over the rims of her glasses. She was chewing on a pocky stick.\n\n``I'd like to inquire about your `Now Hiring' sign,'' she said, trying to sound confident. The truth is, she knew nothing about the merchandise the store sold, but she was desperate for a new job, and was willing to keep her options open.\n\nThe shop clerk pointed to her left, at a business card holder. ``Application's online,'' she said. ``We close up in about an hour, so go home, fill it out, and I might give you a call for an interview. How much do you know about Dungeons and Dragons?''\n\n``Nothing,'' Megan shrugged.\n\n``Warhammer?'' the blue-haired woman asked.\n\n``Whathammer?'' she countered.\n\n``What's your favorite anime?'' \n\n``Whichever one my girlfriend is watching,'' Megan answered.\n\nThe rabbit woman pointed at two swords, and questioned, ``Which one's a claymore and which one is a flamberge?''\n\n``I'd only be guessing,'' Megan said, an edge of defeat in her voice.\n\n``Well, for the record, this one's a rapier,'' the woman said, ``and that one is a scimitar. That's the claymore over there, and I don't have any flamberges in stock.'' She looked back toward the bat girl and asked, ``So let me get this straight - you have absolutely zero product knowledge about anything in my store, and you thought you would just walk in here and ask me for a job?''\n\nMegan flinched, the sharp words stinging her already bruised ego. She hesitated for a moment, then answered, ``Yes.''\n\nThe woman broke out into a fit of laughter. ``You've got some balls, girl, that's for sure.'' Megan turned to leave, embarrassed. ``Wait,'' the rabbit commanded, her laughter stopping abruptly. ``You can learn about the merchandise. Teaching you is a little inconvenient, but you're kind of a hottie. I bet having you here would get more customers into my store, and more customers means more sales.''\n\nMegan stopped in her tracks. Truth be told, she didn't mind people checking her out; it was the fact that her vacation request was denied simply so Sebastian could ogle her that upset Megan more than anything. Looking back, she asked the shopkeeper, ``What are you suggesting, then?''\n\n``Look, I sell anime, but honestly, I don't know much about it. Tyler, my last employee, took care of all of that before he went off to college. You said your girlfriend watches it?''\n\n``Yes, Ma'am,'' Megan replied.\n\n``Heather,'' she corrected. ``God, do I look old enough to be a `ma'am?'''\n\n``Sorry,'' the bat said, a little embarrassed.\n\n``Go home, apply online, talk to your girlfriend, and study some anime and Japanese pop culture. I'll give you a week to learn whatever you can, and then I'll interview you for the job. Deal?''\n\n``Sounds good,'' Megan smiled. ``Thanks, Heather. I just have one more question - how much are the legwarmers?''\n\n-----\n\nMegan arrived home that night feeling a little bit better. She picked up a pair of really cute purple legwarmers for Ross that she was dying to give, and at her new friend's suggestion, snagged a navy blue pair for herself. She had a few leads on possible employment, and the smoothie had hit the spot. And while she was now unemployed, she was thankful that she didn't need to put up with Sebastian and his lecherous behavior any more.\n\nWalking into her living room, she found her mother had fallen asleep on their dirty old couch once again, a half-empty bottle of tequila on the side table. Turning off the television, Megan walked over to her mother and shook her gently. ``Mom,'' she spoke softly. ``Come on, let's get you to bed.''\n\nLucinda cracked her bleary, bloodshot eyes open and looked at her daughter with a blank expression for a moment as she gained her bearings. ``Megan? Aren' you sh'posed to be a' work?'' She asked groggily. ``Isss only A-twenny. We can' ford you losin' ars.''\n\n``I quit my job, Mom,'' Megan explained, helping the drunk woman to her feet. ``I couldn't deal with my pervert boss any more. He actually denied my vacation request just so he could keep staring at my ass. I picked up a few applications on my way -'' *SLAP*\n\nLights flashed in Megan's eyes and her head spun furiously. Before she knew what was happening, she was on her back on the cluttered floor, her mother sitting on her belly, pinning her wings to the ground with her knees. She felt a thunderclap of pain explode through her skull as another slap landed across her temple. ``Worfless! Assolulley worfless. I work an' I work my azz off t'feedja and putta roof over yer head an' all I as' fer izza lil help wiff tha bills, an' this iz how ya trea'me?''\n\n``Mom! Stop! I'm sorry!'' Megan cried, trying unsuccessfully to shield her face against her mother's fury. ``I'll get another job! I promise! I already have some applications!''\n\n``Iss yer fault! Iss all yer fault yer daddy leff me! Iss yer fault I gotta drink like I do! Iss yer fault I can' finna good man ta love me and make it all be'er! Iss yer fault we live in `this shi'hole! Iss. All. Yer. Fault,'' Lucinda finally stopped her slapping and curled up into a ball on the floor, sobbing violently. ``Ge' out. Ge' the fuck out an' don' come back wifout a new job,'' she spoke quietly as her body was wracked with tears.\n\nMegan slowly stood up and gingerly touched her face. Her lip stung, and left a smear of blood on her fingertip. Her vision was slightly blurred, and she could feel the flesh below her eye starting to swell up. She ran to her bedroom and grabbed a few changes of clothes, her bag with Ross's legwarmers and the job applications, and rushed out the door, slamming it behind her. As she rushed down the steps to leave, she ran into her friend, Jack, who lived in the apartment beneath her. The big reptile caught the teenage bat by her shoulders as she tried to run past.\n\n``Hey! Megan! Wait -'' He grabbed her and pulled her close. ``I heard what happened. You gonna be okay?'' She had her face buried into his chest and shook her head `no,' soaking his t-shirt with tears and snot. Wrapping his arms tightly around her, he spoke gently into her sensitive ears, ``Is there anything I can do to help?''\n\n``Just help me get to Ross's, please,'' she whimpered.\n\n``Sure thing,'' he said grimly. He didn't know who this Ross boy was. He was actually jealous of him. But if this poor girl, whom he'd harbored a secret crush on for years, wanted to see Ross, he'd do anything in his power to make it happen.\n\n-----\n\n``All right, already, I'm coming!'' Xavier shouted at the door. While he was a cheetah, and would normally be at the door already, he was agitated that anyone would be pounding at the front door at this hour of the night, interrupting movie night with his family. He turned the doorknob and jerked the door open with almost enough force to tear it from its hinges. ``What!?'' he growled.\n\nJack jumped slightly at the unfriendly greeting, not expecting to have such a large, angry man staring back at him. Still, he managed to compose himself, and apologized, ``I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm looking for Ross? Megan needs her.'' He gestured to his father's old Blazer, still running.\n\n``Ross! Come here,'' Xavier roared back into the house. Almost immediately the sound from the home theater went quiet and several sets of female footpaws shuffled toward the doorway. Jack blinked as a pretty white lioness stepped forward, with an older white lioness, plus 2 girls of mixed breeds, stood watching with intense interest. ``This young man wants to talk to you. Says it's about Megan.''\n\n``You're Ross?'' Jack asked, the surprise of his dream girl being a lesbian smashing all hopes of him ever being with her.\n\n``Yeah, that's me. Who're you? And what about Megan?'' she asked, brushing a strand of her white hair out of her face and behind her ear.\n\n``I'm Jack, I live downstairs from her. She asked me to bring her here,'' he explained, as Ross pushed her way past him and ran down the walkway to the SUV. Looking at Xavier, he said, ``She's banged up pretty good. You guys mind letting her stay here for a couple of nights? It's probably not a good idea to let her go home.''\n\n``Why not?'' a young cheetah hybrid asked, adjusting her glasses. A stern look from her father silenced her.\n\n``Come on, girls. Let's get inside,'' the mother said, ushering her daughters back into the house.\n\nRoss got to the passenger door of Jack's car and carefully opened it up, trying to not let her passed out girlfriend fall out of the seat. Ross gasped in shock, her eyes tearing up, when she saw Megan's face. Her lip was split open, her eye was swollen, one of her earrings had been torn out, and her nose had been bleeding. ``Oh, Megan,'' she whispered. ``What happened?''\n\nShe felt Xavier's strong paw on her shoulder. ``Your aunt Alice is getting a hot bath drawn up for her now. You grab her bags, and I'll carry her inside.'' Ross did as she was told, looking over her shoulder as her uncle cradled her girlfriend in his arms and followed her. She looked at Jack as they went inside and whispered, ``Thank you.''\n\nRoss hurriedly set Megan's bags down on her bed then rushed to the bathroom to where her aunt and uncle were tending to her girlfriend. Alice stood up from kneeling next to the large whirlpool tub as Xavier set the bat down gently on the toilet. ``We'll be right down the hall in our room, dear,'' Alice said, giving Ross a hug as they left the couple alone. ``Give us a shout if you need anything. Take care of her, okay?''\n\n``Okay,'' Ross affirmed, closing the door behind them. Turning back to her girlfriend, who was now sitting, silent but awake. She knelt on the floor and gently caressed Megan's cheek. ``Come on, Megs. Let's clean you up.'' She forced herself to smile, but got only a vacant stare in return. Ross untied the bat's boots, loosening the laces and pulling them off her feet. She then carefully pulled off her socks, and eased her jeans down off her hips and off. She tried to work Megan's wings through the arm holes of her t-shirt, but her girlfriend's arms were dead weight.\n\n``Megan,'' Ross whispered, caressing her girlfriend's cheek. ``I need you to help me. Please?''\n\nMegan didn't say anything, but slowly lifted her arms up. The tundra lioness delicately lifted the bat's t-shirt over her head, and unfastened her bra. Helping Megan to her feet, Ross eased her panties down around her ankles. After stripping herself naked, Ross climbed into the hot bath, and held her paw out for her girlfriend to join her. They sat in the water together, Ross behind Megan, who laid back against her pillowy breasts. Taking a washcloth, Ross lathered it up and tenderly cleaned the battered and bruised bat's face.\n\nAfter about forty-five minutes, the water in the tub was beginning to get cold, and Ross had satisfactorily cleaned her girlfriend's injuries. Megan had fallen asleep, her head laid back against the lioness's chest, her breasts doubling as pillows. Draining the tub, Ross woke the bat up, gently dried her off, and escorted her to bed. Ross pulled down the comforter on her full size bed, and laid Megan down gently, before climbing in behind her and spooning her lovingly.\n\n``Good night, Megan,'' she whispered softly. ``I love you''\n\n-----\n\nMay 4, 2013\n\nA shrill siren pierced Megan's aching head, causing her to leap from the bed. Realizing she was naked, she grabbed the comforter from Ross's bed and walked over to the window. There was a police car parked out in front of the house. The events of the previous night came rushing back to her, memories of her mother tackling her to the floor of their apartment and beating her. Her running from her home and into the arms of her friend and neighbor, Jack. Her getting bathed and cleaned by Ross.\n\n``Oh, no,'' she sighed, her gut clenching up in knots. ``Mom.'' The bat quickly searched the room, looking for her bag of clothes she had hastily packed the night before. Dressing in a pair of jean shorts and a Muse t-shirt, she ran down the steps and out the front door, to where Xavier was talking to a couple of men. Megan slowed down, as she approached, realizing that the strangers weren't in uniform.\n\n``Mr. Rikkers,'' she asked, ``what's going on?''\n\n``Megan,'' the older cheetah said warmly, ``good morning, child. How are you feeling?''\n\n``Like I got run over by a bus,'' she sighed. ``Who are they?''\n\n``Megan,'' her girlfriend's uncle said, ``this is my good friend, A.J. Blackfoot, and his son, Derek. I believe the two of you go to school together. Gentlemen, this is Megan, Ross's girlfriend.''\n\nShe looked from the middle-aged male timberwolf, and then over to his son, a mix of wolf and Samoyed. After studying the younger male for a moment, she recognized him. He was a year older than her and Ross, and was entering his senior year, so she didn't share any classes with him. Plus, outside of his Chimera Prep uniform, he looked very different, dressed all in black; black sleeveless t-shirt, black jeans, black motorcycle boots, black ball cap, and a lot of silver rings and necklaces.\n\n``Hi,'' she said, addressing the two men, ``it's nice to meet you. What's with the car?''\n\nA.J. walked over to his son and proudly clasped a paw on his shoulder. ``What we've got here is a 2014 Chevy SS, not even in showrooms yet. One of the dealerships in Boston contacted my shop and asked for a custom police package. Derek here did all the work - even the paint job was his design.''\n\n``It already had the same factory 6.2-litre V8 as the `Vette, so I kept that in there; it gives 415-horsepower and 415 ft-lb of torque, which is pretty decent. When she was stock, she went from 0-60 in about 5 seconds, but I went in and added a twin turbo from Hennessey Performance, and after dyno testing, she's up to 840 horses now,'' he beamed with excitement as he described his work. ``After going in and adding all the electronics, lights, and batteries to make it a legit police cruiser, she's probably almost eight-hundred pounds heavier, but she's faster than ever. We're taking her down to the Speedway tomorrow for track testing.''\n\n``Next month,'' Xavier explained, ``I'll be holding a charity car auction for the Boston Marathon victims. The dealership, A.J., and I are giving this beauty to the Boston Police. Speaking of which, Derek, while you're here, would you mind giving the Bentley a tune-up before I auction it off?''\n\n``Sure thing, Mr. Rikkers,'' the teen canine said.\n\n``Thanks, son. You can do that in a little bit - I was just about to fire up the grill. Why don't we head to the backyard?''\n\nAs they walked back in toward the house, Xavier told his friend, ``Your boy does some nice work, A.J.; I actually wouldn't mind getting pulled over by this car.''\n\n``Yeah,'' the middle-aged timberwolf agreed. ``He spent every free minute he had working on this project. I just wish he'd ease up some. Oksana and I are taking the boys on a cruise this summer, so hopefully that will help. At this rate, he's going to kill himself.''\n\n-----\n\nAfter going back up to Ross's room to check her cuts and bruises, Megan put on a pair of sunglasses and stepped out onto the back patio, joining her girlfriend at the picnic table, along with Elena and Midori. Xavier, A.J., Alice, and another woman, a Samoyed, were gathered around the grill, engaged in a conversation. Out in the pool, Derek was playing with the cubs, tossing Lucas, Jordan, Kaitlyn, and Taybra around in the water, causing big splashes and loud giggles.\n\n``Hi, babe,'' Ross said as she sat down beside her.\n\n``Ugh... Morning,'' the bat grumbled.\n\n``Not quite. It's almost 3 PM,'' the tundra lioness said, giving Megan a gentle kiss and a loving hug. ``Sit here, I'll be back in a moment with some pineapple and mangoes for you.''\n\n``Thank you,'' Megan said softly. While Ross went to get her something to eat, she turned her attention toward Elena and Midori, who were caught up in their own conversation.\n\n``Derek-chan is very handsome,'' the green cat said coyly to her friend as she watched the small group splashing around in the pool, ``and so strong. Do you know if he has a girlfriend?''\n\n``I don't think so,'' Elena said. ``Actually, I don't think he ever has. A lot of girls from school have been interested, but for some reason he doesn't let any of them get close... You know, I used to have the biggest crush on him.''\n\n``It's because he still won't forgive himself for what happened to Daphne,'' Alice said, coming to the table with Ross, who was carrying her girlfriend's lunch.\n\n``Who's Daphne?'' the half-Japanese kitten asked.\n\n``His best friend,'' the older lioness explained. ``Derek loves cars, always has. When he was twelve, he took his mother's car and went joyriding. He lost control and crashed into another vehicle...'' Mrs. Rikkers's tone saddened as she told the story. ``There was a family of hamsters in the van. Daphne, the youngest, broke her spine in the accident, and ended up in a wheelchair. Ever since then, he's done everything in his power to try and make things right with her family. They do everything together - Bruins and Red Sox games, going to movies, walks in the park, you name it.''\n\n``That's awful,'' Elena said.\n\n``The thing is, the Jenkinses have forgiven him,'' Alice continued. ``They believe his sincerity, and understand that he was young and stupid at the time, and has learned from his mistake. Daphne has gotten a very good friend out of the tragedy. The only one that refuses to forgive him is himself. That's why he won't let himself have a girlfriend.''\n\n``Why didn't you tell me that, Mom?'' Elena asked, ``I spent years pining after him, dropping subtle hints, but he kept ignoring me. I was starting to wonder if he was gay.''\n\n``Because Oksana and I were hoping you would eventually get through to him,'' her mother answered. ``But you have Harper now, and you're happy, so I guess things worked out all right for you.''\n\n``By the way,'' the teen cheetah/lion hybrid said, ``have you talked to Aunt Dianna about me spending the summer at her house?''\n\n``Not yet, but I'm supposed to talk to her tomorrow,'' Alice said, scratching her oldest daughter behind the ears. ``At the very least, I'll see about you, Jordan and me flying down for a long weekend, okay?''\n\n``Okay, Mom,'' Elena smiled.\n\n``Elena-san,'' Midori spoke up. ``If you're not interested in Derek-chan any longer, may I try?''\n\nChuckling, her friend replied, ``Good luck! I don't think you'll have any better luck than any of the other girls did.''\n\n``But with a body like that, it's definitely worth trying!'' an unfamiliar voice with a thick African accent said appreciatively. ``What I wouldn't give to get my paws on that!'' Megan looked over her shoulder back at a cheetah woman, Xavier's sister no doubt, who had just arrived.\n\n``Yvette! So glad you could join us,'' Alice said, giving her sister-in-law a hug. Yvette was the spitting image of her brother. Tall, slender, muscular, with spiky black hair and amber-colored eyes. ``Did Dr. Genevieve give you the day off?''\n\n``No, but I switched with another resident, and I work the next two Saturdays instead.'' Seeing the young ladies gathered at the table, she greeted them. `` Hi, Elena. Hello, Ross. Ohayoo, Midori.''\n\n``Ohayoo-gozaimasu, Yvette-sama!'' Midori smiled, giving a slight bow.\n\n``Hi, Aunt Yvette,'' Elena returned, wrapping her arms around her aunt affectionately.\n\n``And who is this young lady?'' the cheetah asked, looking at the bat hiding behind sunglasses.\n\n``Hi, I'm Megan, Ross's girlfriend,'' she held her paw out in a greeting, which the older cheetah returned. ``You're Mr. Rikkers's younger sister?''\n\n-----\n\nAfter a nice grilled dinner, Derek Blackfoot excused himself and went to the attached garage where Mr. Rikkers kept his automobiles. Opening the driver's door to the Bentley, he popped the release latch, and lifted the hood to check the plugs and change the oil. He stared for a moment, admiring the 6-litre, 12 cylinder engine. A sudden sound behind him snapped him out of his reverie. Turning around quickly, he saw Midori Powell, Elena's friend, pulling the garage door shut behind him.\n\n``Konbanwa, Derek-chan,'' she said demurely, though the expression in her pink eyes had a sexual hunger to them.\n\n``M-Midori! What are you doing in here?'' the teen mechanic asked, incredulously.\n\n``You work too hard,'' she said, slowly stalking her way towards him. ``I know about what happened, and you don't have to keep punishing yourself. Daphne-san and her family forgive you. You need to let it go.'' She placed one paw on his chest, and took his Pittsburgh Penguins ballcap off with the other, tossing it aside. She stroked his messy white hair, smoothing it back between his ears.\n\n``I'm not looking for a girlfriend, Midori,'' he said evenly, giving her a gentle push to try and separate her from his body, but she just pressed back harder, mashing her immature breasts tightly against his muscular abs.\n\nWith a slight giggle, she stood up onto her tiptoes and gave him a playful bite on his chin. ``Who said anything about a girlfriend? Midori-chan only wants to help you relax,'' she wrapped her paw around behind his head and tilted his muzzle down toward her, giving him a playful kiss. Her rough, kitten tongue scraped teasingly over his lips.\n\n``Midori, I... I can't,'' said, trying harder this time to pry the exotic green cat off of his chest.\n\nWith a fake pout, she looked up at him with wide, pleading eyes and asked, ``Why not? Is Derek-chan attracted to other men, and not cute little girls?''\n\n``What!?!?'' The wolf/Samoyed mix's yellow eyes went wide with surprise at the implication that he was gay.\n\n``Some of the other girls at school, they think you are homosexual, because you turn all of them down,'' Midori said, caressing his chest.\n\n``It's not that,'' Derek explained, ``I just... I don't deserve to be happy. Because of me and my own reckless stupidity, she's going to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair. She's never going to be able to do all the things a normal person does. Finding a mate willing to cope with her disability will be difficult, as well. Tell me: do you think it's fair that I find love and happiness after taking it away from her?''\n\nShe gripped his paw tightly, and asked, ``Does Derek-chan think that his friend Daphne-chan wishes to see him suffer?''\n\n``No...'' he said softly, the weight of Midori's words making him see his decisions in a new light.\n\n``How does Derek-chan think Daphne-chan would feel, knowing that he still punishes himself because of her?'' the feline teen coaxed.\n\n``She'd be angry with me... and herself...'' he sighed.\n\n``She has forgiven you. Her family has forgiven you. Derek-chan has to let go of his guilt and move on,'' tears of sorrow trickled down her cheeks.\n\n``I... I don't know how,'' he said, finally giving in. He was tired of being alone.\n\nMidori grabbed on to the bottom of her t-shirt and took a slow step backwards, teasingly raising it up over her flat stomach, her small, youthful breasts, and over her head, dropping it on the floor. ``Midori-chan would be happy to be help Derek-chan, if you would like.'' She smiled, head bowed slightly, looking up at him through her purple bangs.\n\n``Are you sure we should do this here? What if someone comes in?'' Derek asked, looking to the door to the garage. Midori noted that he didn't say `no.'\n\n``Shhh, don't worry, Derek-chan. Lucas and Taybra went to her house. Elena is on the computer with Harper. Jordan is in her room with Kaitlyn, and Ross is in her room with Megan. Your parents, Xavier, Alice, and Yvette are all outside drinking and talking,'' she explained, reassuring him that they would not be caught. She noticed how his eyes darted back to the door when she said one of the names. ``Oh? Derek-chan has a thing for Yvette-sama, does he? He likes older women, not little girls like Midori-chan?''\n\n``Yes,'' he said, his mouth getting dry. ``I've liked Ms. Rikkers since the day I met her... but she's eight years older than me. I don't have any idea how to approach her.''\n\nOf course, Midori had been present when Yvette arrived for the cookout, and heard the older woman's remark about finding the teenage canine boy attractive, but he didn't need to know this... at least, not yet. Not until she had her fun with him, first. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked her bra, exposing her small chest to his gaze. She grabbed one of his paws and placed it over her left breast, giving it a playful squeeze. ``Then let me teach you how to please a woman, Derek-chan, and you will have a better chance of winning her heart. Let Midori-chan be your sensei.''\n\nHe replied by placing his muzzle over her mouth again and stroked her hair. As he did, she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, letting them fall to the cold concrete of the garage floor. Her paw roamed over his boxers, feeling his length as it emerged from his sheath. She purred in response to his attentions, guessing that once he was fully erect, he would be slightly-longer-than-average, and pleasantly thick. With one deft movement, she yanked his underwear down to join his pants, freeing his cock from its cotton prison.\n\nThe young feline broke the kiss, stepping back slightly and looking down at his growing erection with interest. She reached down between his legs and took him into her paws, examining it. Her deep purple hair fell over her face, obscuring her expression. He was slightly worried, since no one else had ever seen his dick before, and he craved her approval. As he awaited her judgment, it dawned on him that he should probably return the favor, and he began caressing her small, pebble-like nipples, which were stiffening under his fingers.\n\nAll of a sudden, she grabbed him around his knot, firmly but gently, and led him toward the back seats of the expensive automobile. He kicked off his boots, jeans and boxers as they walked. She opened the back driver's-side door, and gave him a playful shove. She looked down at him, a slight smirk spread across her lips, and she told him, ``I think Derek-chan will make Yvette-sama quite a happy lady one day.''\n\nMidori knelt down on the garage floor and kissed the tip of his fully hard member, collecting a drop of his pre on her sandpaper-like tongue. He shuddered with delight at the unexpected sensation, the rough texture sending shocks through his nervous system. She spent an unbearable amount of time teasing him, as she kissed his turgid flesh and slowly licked it all over. Finally, she opened her mouth wide and took him into her small, warm, wet mouth. The amazing feeling made Derek's toes curl in his socks. He had never experienced a blowjob before, and he was suddenly regretful of this fact. Midori was obviously somewhat experienced, as she was careful to not hurt him with her sharp teeth as she bobbed her head up and down in his lap, sucking him like a fat straw.\n\nAfter a few minutes of glorious, torturous pleasure, he felt himself about to cum. The teenage feline obviously sensed it as well, somewhat reluctantly popping his cockflesh out of her mouth and standing up. ``Tsk Tsk Tsk,'' she said playfully. ``Derek-chan doesn't get to cum before Midori-chan does. That's another reason why Derek-chan needs more experience, so he can last longer for his woman.''\n\nMidori clasped him by his paws, placing them on the front of her small denim shorts. He quickly caught on to the unspoken request, and obediently unbuttoned them, sliding them over her cute little butt and down her slender legs. There was a noticeable wet spot on the crotch of the shorts, and when he looked back up, he saw that the girl hadn't been wearing any panties. He paused for a moment, staring at her immature pussy, where her green fur thinned out around a set of smooth, luscious lips, lightly coated in an aroused glaze. He could smell the lust and feel the heat emanating from her cunny.\n\nAt the first touch of his finger on her glistening folds, Midori groaned and her legs started to buckle. She grabbed on to the open car door for support, and propped her left footpaw up in the door frame, slightly spreading her legs and opening herself up to his ministrations. Derek slid to the edge of the seat and stroked the outside of her lips with his finger, teasing the entrance with his claw. She moaned softly and bucked her hips toward him, trying to push his fingers inside of her sex. He deftly moved his paw, still curious to examine the outside, and gently parted her labia to reveal her girlhood.\n\nMidori's clit, slightly on the small side (which Derek didn't know since this was the first one he had ever seen up close), was engorged, and his first contact with the sensitive bud sent shivers running through her petite body. As he explored, she started to writhe in pleasure, and when he teasingly traced his finger around the entrance to her tunnel, she begged him to put it in.\n\n``Derek-chan, please stop teasing me,'' she panted, raking her claws through his hair.\n\nThe older boy complied, and gently slid his probing digit inside of her tight walls. He was surprised by how wet, warm, and amazing her pussy felt, and was fascinated by the way her muscles clenched and relaxed around his finger. She was barely able to support herself, squirming on one leg as she humped herself against his paw, matting their fur in her juices. Feeling emboldened by her responses, he inserted another finger. The young feline girl cried out in pleasure, grabbing a pawful of his white hair tightly, and he knew it wouldn't be long until he gave a girl an orgasm for the first time.\n\nNot wanting to miss anything, he inched his muzzle closer to her mound, parting his lips and letting himself taste her juvenile cunny. As she gasped and purred, he tasted the nectar that was freely flowing from her slit. He had never before tasted anything so delightful, and wondered if all women had a similar flavor. It seemed to the young male that their mutual lust for each other had manifested itself in liquid form; he felt like he was physically tasting their desire.\n\nDerek repeatedly darted his long tongue inside of her for the briefest of instants, never staying inside for more than a few seconds. He wanted to prolong her agony, her need for release. He wanted to keep her on the brink, so that when she finally did climax, it would be more intense. He was thankful at least for the amount of porn he had seen and read on the internet, and was applying that limited knowledge towards pleasing his partner. Midori hung at the precipice of her release for a couple of minutes, before he finally forced his tongue as deep inside of her as he could, sliding it along the ridged walls of her g-spot. She came immediately. Violently. Her little body convulsed once, twice, then a third time as she clamped a paw over her mouth to keep from screaming aloud and ruining their fun. Her juices flowed out of her like a river of unbridled passion. He lapped it all up as it escaped, and eager to make sure he had finished every last drop, he again forced his tongue deep inside her spasming passage, bringing her to a second, less intense, climax.\n\nWith a weary smile on her face, she looked down and said, ``Derek-chan doesn't eat pussy like a virgin. Is he giving Midori-chan a line to get into her pants?''\n\n``What?!? No, I just read a lot of stuff... online...'' He blushed, admitting to internet porn.\n\n``You did great, Derek-chan. Keep studying,'' she gently stroked his cheek, trying to restore his confidence.\n\nMidori set her footpaw down shakily on the garage floor, grabbing her lover's arms and pulling him out of the Bentley. She kissed him furiously, tasting herself on his lips and tongue. She let herself fall backwards onto the rear seat of the car, then beckoned him to climb in on top of her. She wrapped her tiny paw around the base of his shaft, just above his knot, and brought it to the entrance of her cunny, waiting impatiently for him to enter her. Derek couldn't wait to slide himself in, but he forced himself to go slowly, sliding his erection back of forth between her slick lips and over her clitty several times before gently inserting it into her.\n\nMidori was tighter than he imagined she would be. Obviously, she wasn't a virgin, since there was no resisting barrier. His cock was considerably thicker than his two fingers had been, but he wondered how he compared to her previous lovers. As tight as her muscles gripped him, he felt a surge of pride. He tenderly stroked in and out of her, taking his time despite his growing need, but she encouraged him to go faster by digging her claws into his hips and driving him inside of her.\n\n``Midori, I won't be able to last long like -'' he began to protest, but she silenced him by wrapping her paw around his muzzle.\n\n``Hush, Derek-chan. We've already taken too long. People will start looking for us soon,'' she explained.\n\nNeeding no further explanation, he gradually picked up speed for several minutes, plunging his hard member in and out of the teenage girl's tight hole. He would grunt, she would gasp, as his knot bumped up repeatedly against her sodden lips. He could feel the same familiar sensation, a tightening in his balls, that he would get when he masturbated at home, and he tried to pull away. Her tiny paws quickly moved down, digging in to the cheeks of his ass, burying his expanding knot inside of her gripping cunny.\n\n``It's okay. Fill Midori-chan with your cum, Derek-chan. She is on the pill,'' the girl whispered into his ear.\n\nThe pressure around his knot, coupled with his partner's sexy request, proved to be too much for the canine boy to withstand, and a few seconds later, he groaned as he felt his seed rush through his shaft and spill out inside of Midori's womb, jet after jet of it filling her belly. As the hot streams of his passion subsided, he tried again to pull out, but she held him tight with a death grip.\n\n``Not yet, Derek-chan,'' she whispered, bucking her hips slightly against his, grinding her g-spot against the bulbous flesh that was stretching her so tightly. ``If you pull the knot out too soon, you could hurt Midori-chan or yourself.'' Her breathing was becoming more erratic as she continued to hump against him, until finally he felt her orgasm yet again, her inner walls fluttering and massaging his cock and coaxing out another dribble of his sticky cum. They both jumped slightly at the sound of a shout from somewhere in the house. Their bodies still pressed together, Derek managed to slip his toes through the door handle and pull it shut, allowing the two of them a little added privacy until they were able to part.\n\n``Fucking A, Midori,'' he said, ``that was absolute Heaven.''\n\n``Thank you, Derek-chan,'' she said sweetly, giving him another affectionate kiss. ``I am happy that you enjoyed it.'' The two teens held each other tightly in the back of Xavier's Bentley, playfully kissing and caressing each other for several more minutes until finally Derek's knot subsided enough and it slid out, making a squelching sound as it did, and a stream of their combined juices ran out onto the plush Alcantara seats.\n\n-----\n\n``Kaitlyn! Your sister's here to pick you up!'' Alice called in from the porch as a motorcycle pulled up in front of the house. A few seconds later, the young ferret bounded out the door.\n\n``Kiki! Thank you Mr. Rikkers, Mrs. Rikkers, for having me over; I had a great time,'' the little girl said sweetly.\n\n``You're welcome, Sweetie. Jordan could use more friends like you,'' Alice said.\n\n``Tell your sister to be careful on that bike,'' Xavier added.\n\nJust then, Jordan ran out the door behind her, the young cheetah/tundra lion hybrid giving her a warm hug and a peck on the cheek. Kaitlyn blushed brightly, embarrassed by the attention in front of the adults. ``Bye, Kait,'' the youngest of the Rikkers girls said, squeezing her friend's paw. ``Thanks for coming over and playing.'' She leaned over, looking around at Kiki and waved.\n\n``Bye, Jordan. Yeah, it was fun! I'll see you in school Monday.''With that, the cub turned and ran down the walkway to her older sibling, who was waiting impatiently. Climbing up behind her, she said, ``Hi, Kiki! Thanks for picking me up. Are we doing anything before you take me home? I still have three more hours until I need to be there.''\n\n``We're going to Isabel's house for a little bit. I'll need for you to watch Matteo for a while,'' the older girl said, her voice slightly muffled by her motorcycle helmet.\n\n``Okay,'' the younger sister replied cheerfully. Miss Isabel was a sweetheart, and Matteo was such a well-behaved little boy that Kaitlyn didn't mind taking care of him. She buckled the chin strap of her own smaller helmet.\n\n``Did you have fun?'' the older girl asked as she started to drive off.\n\n``Yeah, but Jordan and I had to be quiet until Ross's girlfriend woke up. Apparently she was beaten up last night, and slept until almost 3:00,'' Kaitlyn explained.\n\n``Wait, who is Ross?'' Kiki asked.\n\n``Jordan's cousin, from North Carolina,'' she answered. ``You go to the same school. Do you know her?''\n\n``No. No, I don't think so.''\n\n``Maybe you know her girlfriend? A bat named Megan.''\n\nAfter a moment of silence, Kiki changed the topic. ``That was a cute girl back there. You like her, don't you?''\n\n``I, uhm... Well, uh, that is... Kind of... Yes, Kiki. I do,'' Kaitlyn admitted shyly.\n\n``Aww, that's so precious,'' her sister told her. ``How would you like it if we invited her over to play sometime? Does that sound fun?''\n\nThe younger girl's eyes lit up with excitement at the suggestion. ``Really? Do you mean it? Yes, please, Kiki, I'd love that. Thank you so much!''\n\n-----\n\nUp in Ross's bedroom, Megan filled out job applications while her girlfriend checked for leads online. Half of the businesses she had grabbed applications for were places she wasn't very interested in working, but were still an improvement over working with Sebastian. She had already filled out applications for Pier 1 Imports, Pottery Barn, and Bath & Body Works, and was almost finished with one to work at Old Navy. Setting her pen down, she massaged the palm of her writing paw, and looked over toward the computer desk.\n\n``I think I'm going to stop after this one,'' the bat said. ``My fingers are cramping up. Any luck with the search online?''\n\nRoss turned her head to look back over her shoulder. ``A few: Michaels, Guitar Center, Leafy's Pha-''\n\n``Wait, Guitar Center?'' Megan asked, her large ears perking up.\n\n``Yeah,'' Ross said. ``They're looking for a Customer Service Rep.''\n\n``Want to go there with me tomorrow? I definitely want to apply for that one,'' she said.\n\n``Sure thing!'' the lioness answered. ``Let me check my email real fast while you finish up that application.'' A moment later, Ross muttered, ``Oh no.''\n\n``What?'' the bat asked, concerned.\n\n``I have an email from Mark Jameson, the guy in Colorado,'' she said, before reading the message aloud for her girlfriend. ``Dear Ms. Goldmane, I regret to inform you that a recent storm passed through and caused some damage to the house. A tree fell into the room that you were going to rent. I have contacted several contractors, but the soonest that your room will be ready will not be until after your scheduled visit. If you would like to cancel your stay, I can refund your deposit, or if you would like to reschedule, I can offer you a discounted rate for the inconvenience, though I will be away for the majority of July. Please consider the offers, and let me know which you would prefer. I hope all else is well. Sincerely, Mark.''\n\nRoss scooted her desk chair to the side to show several pictures that were attached to the email, showing a large blue spruce protruding through a wall, chunks of drywall, wood and shattered glass all over the place. ``Well damn, that sucks. I was looking forward to our trip,'' Megan sighed.\n\n``We'll just reschedule it,'' Ross smiled. ``How about August 1-10? We can get away and have some time to ourselves before going back to school.''\n\n``That sounds good,'' Megan responded. ``Email him back and make sure, before I start scheduling job interviews.''\n\nA minute later, Ross powered down her laptop and joined Megan on the bed. She took the pen from the bat's paw, and moved all of the papers onto her nightstand. Turning her attention back towards her girlfriend, she wrapped her paw behind her neck and pulled her in close for a slow, sensual kiss. After a couple of minutes, she broke off the kiss.\n\n``I love you, Megan,'' Ross sighed happily, before resuming their make-out session.\n\n``Mmphhm hmmm,'' came the unintelligible response, the lioness refusing to break their liplock to let her partner speak. Her paw slipped beneath the other girl's shirt and cupped her breast, feeling her silky, warm fur. Her nipples were not as big as her own, but her breasts were perky and Ross loved to feel them. Their paws crept between each other?s legs, beginning to rub each other lightly. As the kiss grew sloppier, they each could feel the warm, damp spots forming on the other?s panties. Ross unbuttoned the bat's shorts and slipped her paw inside, feeling along the stiffening flesh of Megan's growing erection. She caressed her fingertip softly down the shaft, teasing around her furry scrotum, and across Megan's clit beneath the fabric.\n\nOnce inside her girlfriend's shorts, Ross's fingers pulled her damp panties aside and went to work on her bare pussy. Her claw stroked up and down her warm, wet slit and toyed with her wet outer lips. Their mouths squished together noisily, parting only for panting breaths and little moans. Both began to hump slightly against the other?s fingers. Ross plunged her long middle finger into Megan's dripping hole and smiled at the moan it produced. She began to finger the sexy bat as she closed her eyes and kissed her again, feeling Megan's hips roll in in time with her thrusts. She added her index finger to her efforts, and at the same time, felt a slender digit enter her own pussy, insistently pumping in and out.\n\n``Get these off,'' she ordered, tugging at Megan's shorts. Her girlfriend obediently wriggled out of them, Ross doing the same and kicking hers off onto the carpet. Two sets of panties followed seconds later.\n\n``I think this needs to come off, too,'' she said, indicating the Muse t-shirt. As her lover pulled the obstructing fabric up over her head, Ross reached out and cupped her breast again, bringing the pierced nipple up into her muzzle, biting and tugging on the silver ring gently. Megan tossed her shirt aside and pulled at Ross's, making her stop sucking at her nipple and lifting her tank top up and over her head. Their lips met again, Megan wincing slightly from her cut, and their fingers slipped back inside of each other, feeling inside their warm bodies. Both their pussies tingled, growing wetter by the minute, Megan's steel-hard shaft bobbing in time with her heartbeat, tapping against the lioness's wrist.\n\nRoss pushed Megan onto her back, and started to move slowly down her body, parting her thighs gently. She could barely wait to taste the delicious nectar that had collected between the bat's slick pussy lips. She inhaled deeply, savoring her favorite scent in the world, and prepared to taste it. Already she could imagine the warm, slippery folds on her rough little tongue; the fresh, sweet juices she would thirstily lap from between them; the soft tightness of the pink hole she would soon bury her tongue into. She peered up over the slender hips and around the meaty rod in front of her nose and spoke.\n\n``Megan,'' she said. Her sexy girlfriend looked up and their eyes met. ``I want you to be my first.''\n\n``I thought you've been with other women before. Wasn't that how you ended up in Marblecliff?'' Megan looked questioningly into her eyes.\n\n``I have,'' the lioness answered, ``but I want more than just fingers or toys on my clit or in my ass. I want you to take me. I want you to love me. To make love to me. With me''\n\n``Are you sure? Tonight? Look at me, I'm a mess. Shouldn't it be special? Romantic? Wasn't that part of your plan for Colorado?'' her girlfriend questioned nervously.\n\n``It doesn't matter where, it doesn't matter when. It will be special and romantic because it will be with you,'' she nuzzled against the bat's inner thigh, playfully scratching her belly with her claws. ``If you're not up for it tonight, after everything that happened, I understand. But I'm ready, and I want you. You?re more than just my best friend, Megan. I love you. More than anything.''\n\n``I love you too, Ross,'' Megan replied, brushing her fingers through the tundra lioness's white hair. ``I?d love to be your first.'' She brought her fingers under Ross?s chin and raised it, staring deeper into her eyes for a moment and smiling sweetly. ``You don't have to do that, you know; I'm more than warmed up enough. Want me to get you ready?''\n\n``I've been ready for this ever since the first time you said that you love me,'' Ross answered, rising back up and kissing her way back towards her girlfriend's muzzle, stopping at her neck. ``Megan?'' Ross spoke, an idea coming to mind.\n\n``What is it, babe?'' she responded.\n\n``Do you remember our first kiss, in the school cafeteria?'' the lioness asked playfully.\n\n``How could I forget?'' the bat chuckled. ``Half the school was there to see it!''\n\n``Do you recall saying that you'd like to be my sub?'' Her mischievous tone sparked shivers of excitement in Megan's body.\n\n``Of course,'' she replied, trying to remain calm.\n\n``Do you still want to?'' Ross was pretty sure she knew the answer, but she wanted to be sure.\n\n``More than anything,'' Megan insisted.\n\n``Do you promise to love me?''\n\n``Yes,'' she said.\n\n``Obey me?''\n\n``Yes,'' she panted.\n\n``Worship me?''\n\n``Oh, God,'' Megan cried with need, ``YES!''\n\n``That's it, then,'' Ross purred with delight. ``From here on, I will be your Goddess, and you will refer to me as such in the privacy of our bedrooms. Will you accept me as your Goddess, Megan?''\n\n``Yes, Goddess,'' the bat writhed beneath her, clearly excited by the latest turn of events.\n\n``Then I will give you your first reward,'' Ross said, dipping her head back down to her girlfriend's neck, trailing soft kisses from ear to collarbone. Megan closed her eyes and sighed, rolling her head back. She loved it when Ross kissed her neck; she positively tingled when she felt the lioness's sharp teeth against her skin, marking her as hers. She could feel her girlfriend's hard nipples pressing into her skin, and she was sure that hers were doing the same in return. Her paws stroked up and down the lioness's back as they embraced. Ross gently moved herself into position, the hermaphrodite's stiff cock jutting up between the cleft of her ass cheeks. Megan moaned quietly when she began to suck on one of her nipples, using the metal rings once more to tug, pull, and twist with her teeth. The bat wished she could suck on Ross's larger tits at the same time but she couldn?t reach, so she moved both paws to reach down and play with them instead.\n\nAs Ross's tongue swirled around her nipple, her paw drifted down between Megan's legs and lightly stroked her pulsating erection. Her fingers trailed over the pillar of turgid flesh, gauging its size in relation to her virgin cunny, mentally comparing to the toys she had taken in her tailhole with her previous lovers. Her claws danced up over the cock head, wiping off a droplet of pre, smoothing it down the sides and making it slick.\n\nAs much as Ross was looking forward to finally mating with her girlfriend, she was having entirely too much fun teasing her. When neither could bear the waiting any longer, it would be time. For now, she stroked and caressed, grazing and just barely missing her partner's most sensitive areas. She stopped for a moment to slip two fingers easily into her own dripping pussy, and then brought them up to Megan?s mouth.\n\n``Taste me,'' she commanded. ``Drink of your Goddess.''\n\nShe obediently licked them clean and began to whimper and gyrate her hips, trying to lodge her aching dick into the source of the delicious juices on her tongue. She could feel the lioness's wetness leaking out onto her stomach, dampening her belly fur and heightening her arousal.\n\n``Please, Goddess,'' she whined.\n\nRoss moved in, supporting herself just over Megan. In this position, her cock stuck straight up, and throbbed lightly against Ross's slick pussy, making her give excited little whimpers. Ross began to rock her hips back and forth, rubbing it up and down the length of her dripping slit. The shaft was quickly coated in her slippery juices as it slid up and down between her pussy lips, the tip just grazing her needy opening over and over.\n\nMegan moaned quietly through smiling lips. Her arms wrapped around the lioness, stroking her shoulders and back as she moved over her. She felt her wet cock slipping and sliding against her girlfriend's clit again and again, and began to grind herself against it. Ross stopped, feeling that neither could withstand the foreplay any longer. She felt for Megan?s paws and took hold of them; their fingers intertwined.\n\nRoss shifted her position and her wet, pink opening against the bat's thick cock. She leaned forward and pressed her lips softly against Megan's as she eased downward, pushing just the cockhead inside of her. She was extremely tight but, her sopping wetness allowed Megan to penetrate her easily. Ross moaned into her girlfriend's mouth as she was stretched open, and she tightened her grip a bit. After a moment, she pulled back and began to slip slowly in and out, just an inch inside her, massaging her tight opening. When she pushed slightly further, she was met with resistance. Though Ross knew she was in control, and that Megan would be gentle and never do anything to hurt or surprise her, she still felt nervous each time she pressed up against it.\n\n``Ross, my love, my Goddess... It's okay. Just do it when you're ready,'' Megan comforted her, squeezing her paw gently.\n\nShe nodded, then with a swift but gentle shove Ross pushed her hips downward and drove her girlfriend deeper into her tight pussy. She cried out in pain as her virginity was shredded, squeezing Megan's paws tightly. A tear rolled down her cheek.\n\n``Ross, are you all right?'' the bat asked, afraid she had hurt her.\n\nThe lioness nodded again after a moment. ``I love you,'' she cooed.\n\nMegan looked into her eyes and smiled up at her, the sweetest smile ever, that made her heart melt. She pulled her lover's face down to her and kissed the tears away, tasting a hint of salt as her lips pressed to Ross's cheek. Their soft lips nestled together and they shared a deep, soulful kiss.\n\nThe sharp pain subsided; Ross was a woman. She felt the hardness inside her as she kissed her best friend and lover and began to move her hips. Megan pulled out and slipped in again very carefully. Met with a moan of approval, she braced herself and began to thrust slowly but firmly in and out of the lioness's sopping pussy. Megan's arms wrapped around her once more, enveloping her in the familiar comfort of her wings, holding her close as she moved back and forth. The rigid cock moving inside was stretching her virgin pussy wider than it had ever gone. She had expected it to hurt, but each time Megan filled her, it was the new best moment of her life.\n\nRoss gradually picked up speed, pumping her hips at a healthy pace and eliciting louder moans from the both of them. She felt Megan's hips moving beneath her, in unison with her own. Looking down she watched both their breasts jiggling as their bodies moved together. Stopping, she said, ``I'm getting close. Change places with me. Make me cum.''\n\n``Yes, my Goddess,'' Megan nodded, rolling them over and coming to a rest over top of the lioness's supine body. Ross lifted her legs and wrapped them around her lover's hips, opening herself up even wider. Megan drove into her even faster now, watching her slick cock plunge into her folds over and over. Almost instantly, she rippled in a small orgasm, grinding her clit against the base of the shaft. She felt a few droplets of her release dribble from her spasming pussy as she came quietly, still urging her lover to thrust into her, digging her heels against the bat's soft buttocks. Megan felt the hot juices spattering out onto her fur and watched the ecstasy on Ross's face as she climaxed, causing her own moans to grow more desperate. She leaned forward and kissed her again to enhance her pleasure.\n\nRoss squeezed her legs around Megan, trying to pull her deeper inside. She could tell that the bat was getting close to the edge, and she herself was cresting toward another, more powerful climax. Having never cum from anything inside of her cunny her besides fingers, she didn?t know what to expect. Her breath was panting, and Megan could tell she was almost there.\n\nMegan gave one final thrust, burying herself to the hilt, filling her lover as deeply as she could. Ross cried out in pleasure, squeezing her eyes shut and clutching the bat as tightly as she could as she finally overloaded. The deep, burning pressure inside her finally exploded, sending jolts of orgasmic bliss out from her cunny to her fingers and toes and back to her core. Her pussy spasmed and clenched, over and over, around the hard shaft buried inside, trying to coax it of its seed. She humped against Megan as she moaned, impaling herself even deeper on the slippery, rigid pole.\n\n``Ross,'' her lover pleaded, ``you need to let me go, I'm -``\n\n``No,'' the lioness assured her, ``I want to feel it. I want you to share the feeling with me. Go ahead and let go.'' As the dizzying waves of her orgasm ebbed, her legs resumed their pulling motions, grinding her sated cunny around Megan's deeply embedded cock. Seconds later, the sexy hermaphrodite gave a cry of pleasure as she erupted, her balls churning out wave after wave of her cream into the lioness's virgin womb. Ross cooed happily, surprised by the heat in her belly. The bat tumbled forward, utterly spent, and Ross unlocked her legs from around her lover's hips. Their combined moans grew quieter, turning to sighs, and then calm breaths. Megan rolled off of her and collapsed at her side. They lay together breathing, holding each other close.\n\n``I love you so much,'' Ross whispered into her hair, and kissed her forehead.\n\n``I love you, too, Ross. My love. My Goddess.''\n\n-----\n\nThe motorcycle pulled up in front of a small single-family home. Kaitlyn dismounted and followed her sister up the sidewalk, and waited patiently while Kiki rang the doorbell. A moment later, a greyhound woman in her late twenties answered the door, her head lowered in submission.\n\n``Good evening, Mistress,'' she whispered softly. ``It is so nice to see you.''\n\n``Thank you, Pet,'' Kaitlyn's sister said, letting herself in. ``Is everything prepared?''\n\n``Yes, Mistress,'' the canine woman answered, ``Everything is as you requested. Hello, Kaitlyn.''\n\n``Hi, Miss D'Amato,'' the pre-teen ferret said. ``Is Matty in his room?''\n\n``Yes,'' their hostess told her. ``He's napping now, but he'll be so happy to see you again.'' She led the sisters up the stairs. At the top, Kaitlyn went straight to the room at the end of the hall, while her sister and Isabel went into the Master bedroom. Closing the door behind her, she walked over to the crib and peeked down inside. Matteo was still a baby, only two years old, and was sleeping soundly. Kaitlyn thought he was the most adorable thing on this earth, and always enjoyed watching him. He was such a handsome little boy, a unique combination of greyhound and bat, favoring his mother in most ways, save for the pair of wing membranes extending out from his sides and running down the lengths of his arms. She assumed it was difficult for Isabel, raising the cub without a father.\n\nSatisfied that he was going to be asleep for at least a little longer, the young ferret walked across the room and slumped down, pressing her ear firmly against the wall and listening carefully. She unbuttoned her shorts and shimmied them down around her knees, slipping her little paw down the front of her panties. As she listened attentively, she stroked her little finger up and down her young slit, gathering up her juices and smearing them around her sensitive button in small circular motions. A moment later, she heard a muffled *slap* and Isabel cry out.\n\n``Ah! Kristin!''\n\nThere was another *slap*, followed by muffled talking.\n\nIsabel shouted out again, ``Mis-Mistress!''\n\n-----\n\nMay 5, 2013\n\nLucinda Conroy reluctantly peeled herself from her bed and stumbled through the apartment. She was tired and hungover, and nothing would have made her happier than to sleep through the rest of this miserable, God-forsaken Sunday. She was going to murder whoever was at the other side of the door, pounding on it like an idiot. She turned the doorknob and swung the door open angrily.\n\n``Wha' tha fuck d'ya wan'?'' she slurred, shielding her sensitive eyes from the glaring early morning light.\n\n``Ms. Conroy?'' A tall male cheetah asked her, his voice heavy with an African accent.\n\n``Yeah, `sme,'' she mumbled. ``Whore you?''\n\n``Whore me?'' He asked, confused. He crinkled his nose in disgust; the woman absolutely reeked of alcohol, and from the smell of it, hadn't bathed in a few days either. ``Oh, I understand. Who am I. My name is Xavier Rikkers. My niece, Ross, is dating your daughter.''\n\n``Where is she? She hasn' bin home fer days. Isshe all righ'?'' Lucinda asked, worried.\n\n``Ms. Conroy, I'm afraid you have a serious problem. Friday night, your beat your daughter for quitting her job.'' There was a spark of recollection in bat woman's eyes, and she started to speak, but he silenced her. ``She's okay. She is with Ross, at my house. She is welcome to stay with my family for as long as she wants, while you get your life back in order.''\n\n``Who tha fuck d'you think you are, comin' to my houz an' insul'in me like that?'' Lucinda growled angrily, rising to her footpaws, before losing her balance and toppling over. Xavier was quick to react, and caught her, sitting her back down on the couch.\n\n``Ms. Conroy, I'm here to help you, before you lose Megan forever. I am prepared to pay for your rehab, and offer you a better paying job, so that you can properly provide for your daughter,'' he explained.\n\n``Why wouljoo do tha' fer me?'' the woman asked incredulously.\n\n``I'm not doing it for you. I'm doing it for Megan, and for my niece,'' he told her sternly. ``Your daughter needs you. She shouldn't have to work. You make enough money right now to support the both of you, and you piss it away on what? Alcohol? Why?''\n\nAfter a moment to collect her jumbled thoughts, Lucinda answered, ``Ta help me ferget tha fact tha' `mall alone. No one wans me.'' She laid her head against his arm and began sobbing softly.\n\n``No one will want you in this condition, woman! Look at you! I bet you were beautiful once. What happened to you?'' He reprimanded her.\n\n``Affer Meg'n was born, her Daddy leff us, sed he couldn' poss'bly tha father of a herm. He call' me a dirty slut an' said I chea'ed onnim, but I never did. He pack'd up his stuff an' walked ou' on us,'' she cried.\n\n``And whose fault is that? Megan's? For being born? Yours, for giving him a beautiful baby? No, Ms. Conroy; the fault is his, for being too closed-minded and shallow to love and cherish his family,'' the cheetah soothingly stroked the woman's hair, trying to calm her down. ``Don't repeat his mistakes. Let me help you fix things, while there is still time.''\n\n``Wha' d'you wan' me t'do?'' She sniffled, looking up at him with bleary, bloodshot eyes.\n\n``I am going to pay for you to attend a rehab clinic,'' he explained. ``Once the doctors determine that you have sobered up, I will give you a job working as a dispatcher for my company. Starting salary is $60,000 annually for day shift. The thing is, though, that the job requires that you be able to speak clearly. If you are drunk or hung over, you will not be able to perform satisfactorily, and I will fire you. Do I make myself clear?''\n\n``Yes, Mistah Rikkers,'' she slurred. ``Thank you.'' Sobbing happily, she hugged him tightly and repeated, ``Thank you.''\n\n``You're welcome,'' he said, reluctantly returning the embrace. ``But you start today. Now, go, pack a suitcase with some clothes and necessities, then take a shower. We'll stop on the way and get you some coffee.''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Metal Heart

May 3, 2013

``Megan,'' Sebastian said, ``I'm sorry, but I can't approve your time off request.'' The look on his face was unintentionally smug, as if he was trying not to show his satisfaction at denying her the chance to take a vacation. If so, he was failing miserably.

``Why not?'' the teenage bat crossed her arms and cocked an eyebrow at her manager. If anything, dating Ross had given her more self-confidence; she had never stood up to the sleazy jackal before, and it felt exhilarating. ``Tina and Skylar will be done with school and looking for more hours anyway, so why not let them have mine?''

The twenty-something male flinched at her response, clearly caught off-guard by her reply. His expression as he tried to formulate an explanation was a dead-giveaway that he had no good reason to reject the unpaid time off. The truth was, he enjoyed staring at Megan's ass when he thought she wouldn't notice, and he couldn't keep his eyes off Ross's impressive chest. Tina and Skylar were both, for lack of a better term, unremarkable. If he had to go a week and a half without some quality eye candy, he'd lose his mind.

As the gears in his mind desperately turned, she derailed his train of thought. ``Just like I thought. You just want to keep me here so you can stare at me. Fuck this, I quit.'' Sebastian stammered uselessly as he watched his best - and prettiest - employee clock out and toss her keys and badge at him. As she neared the front of the store, she turned around and threatened, ``And by the way, you can count on me contacting corporate.''

Megan stood out in the mall hallway, trembling with anger. She wanted so badly to tell Ross about what happened, but she was too emotionally worked up to be able to think straight. She needed some time to unwind. She needed... a fruit smoothie. Turning left, she started walking in the direction of the food court.

When she reached the central hub, Megan glanced over and saw that - as was typical at Sequoia Square Mall on a Friday evening - the food court was packed, mostly with teens, or parents trying to stuff their children full of some late meal to avoid cooking dinner once they got back home. The hermaphroditic bat paid for her strawberry and pineapple smoothie, then began the frustrating task of finding an empty seat where she could just calm down and enjoy her frosty treat.

As she circled that particular wing of the mall, the only empty seats she could find were at tables occupied by rowdy teenagers or cranky children. At this point, she was just so irritated by everything that she honestly wouldn't mind sharing a table with someone; she just wasn't particularly in the mood to deal with loud and rambunctious kids. Her roaming eyes eventually fell upon a table for two, occupied by one: a lovely rabbit girl reading a book called ``The Golden Locket.''

*Perfect,* Megan thought to herself. *She looks like she just wants to sit in silence, too.*

She stopped in front of the woman and cleared her throat softly, ``Excuse me, Miss?''

The pretty rabbit lowered her book and glanced up at Megan over a pair of rectangular-rimmed glasses, regarding her for a moment with deep brown eyes, before asking, ``Yes?''

``I'm sorry if I'm bothering you, but there aren't any other quiet tables around besides this one,'' the teen bat gestured with a sweep of her winged arm. ``After the day I've had, I just want to sit, relax, and enjoy my drink. Do you mind if I sit here? I promise, I won't be a bother to you or your reading.''

The leporine woman smiled, and with a casual shifting of her eyes to the vacant seat, invited the younger girl to join her. ``Thank you,'' Megan said, dropping into the chair to savor the cool beverage.

``Your piercings are pretty,'' a soft, pleasant voice said after a few minutes.

``Huh?'' Megan said, pulled from her pity-party of one, not entirely sure who had spoken to her.

``The hoops in your wings - they're pretty.'' It was the girl across from her at the table.

``Oh,'' Megan smiled. ``Thank you. They were my ex's idea. Turns out she had a few, once in awhile. Cute legwarmers,'' she added, pointing to the rabbit's well-toned calves. ``My current girlfriend would look amazing in those.''

``Thanks! I bought them at The Rising Dragon,'' the rabbit stuck her leg out into the aisle to give her companion a better view. ``If you don't mind me saying, though, you have good legs for them, too - I'm sorry, what's your name?''

``Megan,'' she said, extending a paw in friendship. ``Megan Conroy, formerly of Hot Topic, now unemployed. Hence my bad mood. The Rising Dragon - is that the anime store?''

``That's the one,'' The rabbit giggled slightly, then blushed, ``By the way, my name's also Megan! Megan Bryar. I'm sorry, it's not funny that you lost your job. But a bat working at Hot Topic?''

Megan rolled her eyes. ``I know, right? God, I'm glad to be out of there.''

``So you quit, I take it?''

``I didn't really want to, but my manager denied my vacation request to go to Colorado with my girlfriend next month. Everything's already paid for. We had the coverage, he just wanted to keep perving on me,'' the younger girl explained.

``That sucks,'' the older Megan muttered. ``I can't believe sexual harassment like that still happens in the workplace.''

``Well, I?ll be contacting corporate about him on Monday,'' Megan said, before sipping down the last bit of her smoothie. ``Still, I need to find a new job.''

``Well, hey - if you're interested, I think Rising Dragon was hiring. You should check them out, and maybe grab an application,'' the pretty rabbit advised. ``At the very least, pick up a pair of legwarmers for your sweetheart.''

Megan nodded, thankful for the information. ``I think I'll do that now. Thanks so much, Megan. It was nice meeting you.''

``No problem, honey,'' the older Megan said. ``Good luck! Maybe I'll see you around sometime.''

-----

Megan walked down the south wing of the mall, stopping in a couple of stores along the way to grab job applications, before coming to a halt in front of The Rising Dragon. The windows were full of display cases showing off figurines of various fantasy creatures that she couldn't begin to name, but she couldn't deny were neat looking. There were signs up around the store promoting the book signing for ``Legacy of the Profane,'' whatever that was. To the left, she could see a section dedicated to Japanese pop culture: Blu-Rays and DVDs, books, magazines, snack food, and clothing lined the shelves. To the right, merchandise for tabletop gaming was on display: handbooks, novels, paint kits and brushes, and tubes containing dice of various face counts.

The back of the store was home to several tables and chairs, where a few patrons were hunched over, applying color to their miniatures with meticulous detail. It also seemed to be a place where players would gather every so often to play whatever game they were into. And at the front of the store was the register, where replicas of a variety of fantasy weapons were on display. A pretty rabbit woman in her late twenties was leaning over the glass, thumbing through a catalog. There was a small, paw-drawn sign on the counter that said ``Now Hiring.''

``Excuse me,'' the young bat said, approaching the store clerk.

``Hmmm?'' the bunny brushed her long blue hair out of her face and looked at Megan over the rims of her glasses. She was chewing on a pocky stick.

``I'd like to inquire about your `Now Hiring' sign,'' she said, trying to sound confident. The truth is, she knew nothing about the merchandise the store sold, but she was desperate for a new job, and was willing to keep her options open.

The shop clerk pointed to her left, at a business card holder. ``Application's online,'' she said. ``We close up in about an hour, so go home, fill it out, and I might give you a call for an interview. How much do you know about Dungeons and Dragons?''

``Nothing,'' Megan shrugged.

``Warhammer?'' the blue-haired woman asked.

``Whathammer?'' she countered.

``What's your favorite anime?''

``Whichever one my girlfriend is watching,'' Megan answered.

The rabbit woman pointed at two swords, and questioned, ``Which one's a claymore and which one is a flamberge?''

``I'd only be guessing,'' Megan said, an edge of defeat in her voice.

``Well, for the record, this one's a rapier,'' the woman said, ``and that one is a scimitar. That's the claymore over there, and I don't have any flamberges in stock.'' She looked back toward the bat girl and asked, ``So let me get this straight - you have absolutely zero product knowledge about anything in my store, and you thought you would just walk in here and ask me for a job?''

Megan flinched, the sharp words stinging her already bruised ego. She hesitated for a moment, then answered, ``Yes.''

The woman broke out into a fit of laughter. ``You've got some balls, girl, that's for sure.'' Megan turned to leave, embarrassed. ``Wait,'' the rabbit commanded, her laughter stopping abruptly. ``You can learn about the merchandise. Teaching you is a little inconvenient, but you're kind of a hottie. I bet having you here would get more customers into my store, and more customers means more sales.''

Megan stopped in her tracks. Truth be told, she didn't mind people checking her out; it was the fact that her vacation request was denied simply so Sebastian could ogle her that upset Megan more than anything. Looking back, she asked the shopkeeper, ``What are you suggesting, then?''

``Look, I sell anime, but honestly, I don't know much about it. Tyler, my last employee, took care of all of that before he went off to college. You said your girlfriend watches it?''

``Yes, Ma'am,'' Megan replied.

``Heather,'' she corrected. ``God, do I look old enough to be a `ma'am?'''

``Sorry,'' the bat said, a little embarrassed.

``Go home, apply online, talk to your girlfriend, and study some anime and Japanese pop culture. I'll give you a week to learn whatever you can, and then I'll interview you for the job. Deal?''

``Sounds good,'' Megan smiled. ``Thanks, Heather. I just have one more question - how much are the legwarmers?''

-----

Megan arrived home that night feeling a little bit better. She picked up a pair of really cute purple legwarmers for Ross that she was dying to give, and at her new friend's suggestion, snagged a navy blue pair for herself. She had a few leads on possible employment, and the smoothie had hit the spot. And while she was now unemployed, she was thankful that she didn't need to put up with Sebastian and his lecherous behavior any more.

Walking into her living room, she found her mother had fallen asleep on their dirty old couch once again, a half-empty bottle of tequila on the side table. Turning off the television, Megan walked over to her mother and shook her gently. ``Mom,'' she spoke softly. ``Come on, let's get you to bed.''

Lucinda cracked her bleary, bloodshot eyes open and looked at her daughter with a blank expression for a moment as she gained her bearings. ``Megan? Aren' you sh'posed to be a' work?'' She asked groggily. ``Isss only A-twenny. We can' ford you losin' ars.''

``I quit my job, Mom,'' Megan explained, helping the drunk woman to her feet. ``I couldn't deal with my pervert boss any more. He actually denied my vacation request just so he could keep staring at my ass. I picked up a few applications on my way -'' *SLAP*

Lights flashed in Megan's eyes and her head spun furiously. Before she knew what was happening, she was on her back on the cluttered floor, her mother sitting on her belly, pinning her wings to the ground with her knees. She felt a thunderclap of pain explode through her skull as another slap landed across her temple. ``Worfless! Assolulley worfless. I work an' I work my azz off t'feedja and putta roof over yer head an' all I as' fer izza lil help wiff tha bills, an' this iz how ya trea'me?''

``Mom! Stop! I'm sorry!'' Megan cried, trying unsuccessfully to shield her face against her mother's fury. ``I'll get another job! I promise! I already have some applications!''

``Iss yer fault! Iss all yer fault yer daddy leff me! Iss yer fault I gotta drink like I do! Iss yer fault I can' finna good man ta love me and make it all be'er! Iss yer fault we live in `this shi'hole! Iss. All. Yer. Fault,'' Lucinda finally stopped her slapping and curled up into a ball on the floor, sobbing violently. ``Ge' out. Ge' the fuck out an' don' come back wifout a new job,'' she spoke quietly as her body was wracked with tears.

Megan slowly stood up and gingerly touched her face. Her lip stung, and left a smear of blood on her fingertip. Her vision was slightly blurred, and she could feel the flesh below her eye starting to swell up. She ran to her bedroom and grabbed a few changes of clothes, her bag with Ross's legwarmers and the job applications, and rushed out the door, slamming it behind her. As she rushed down the steps to leave, she ran into her friend, Jack, who lived in the apartment beneath her. The big reptile caught the teenage bat by her shoulders as she tried to run past.

``Hey! Megan! Wait -'' He grabbed her and pulled her close. ``I heard what happened. You gonna be okay?'' She had her face buried into his chest and shook her head `no,' soaking his t-shirt with tears and snot. Wrapping his arms tightly around her, he spoke gently into her sensitive ears, ``Is there anything I can do to help?''

``Just help me get to Ross's, please,'' she whimpered.

``Sure thing,'' he said grimly. He didn't know who this Ross boy was. He was actually jealous of him. But if this poor girl, whom he'd harbored a secret crush on for years, wanted to see Ross, he'd do anything in his power to make it happen.

-----

``All right, already, I'm coming!'' Xavier shouted at the door. While he was a cheetah, and would normally be at the door already, he was agitated that anyone would be pounding at the front door at this hour of the night, interrupting movie night with his family. He turned the doorknob and jerked the door open with almost enough force to tear it from its hinges. ``What!?'' he growled.

Jack jumped slightly at the unfriendly greeting, not expecting to have such a large, angry man staring back at him. Still, he managed to compose himself, and apologized, ``I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm looking for Ross? Megan needs her.'' He gestured to his father's old Blazer, still running.

``Ross! Come here,'' Xavier roared back into the house. Almost immediately the sound from the home theater went quiet and several sets of female footpaws shuffled toward the doorway. Jack blinked as a pretty white lioness stepped forward, with an older white lioness, plus 2 girls of mixed breeds, stood watching with intense interest. ``This young man wants to talk to you. Says it's about Megan.''

``You're Ross?'' Jack asked, the surprise of his dream girl being a lesbian smashing all hopes of him ever being with her.

``Yeah, that's me. Who're you? And what about Megan?'' she asked, brushing a strand of her white hair out of her face and behind her ear.

``I'm Jack, I live downstairs from her. She asked me to bring her here,'' he explained, as Ross pushed her way past him and ran down the walkway to the SUV. Looking at Xavier, he said, ``She's banged up pretty good. You guys mind letting her stay here for a couple of nights? It's probably not a good idea to let her go home.''

``Why not?'' a young cheetah hybrid asked, adjusting her glasses. A stern look from her father silenced her.

``Come on, girls. Let's get inside,'' the mother said, ushering her daughters back into the house.

Ross got to the passenger door of Jack's car and carefully opened it up, trying to not let her passed out girlfriend fall out of the seat. Ross gasped in shock, her eyes tearing up, when she saw Megan's face. Her lip was split open, her eye was swollen, one of her earrings had been torn out, and her nose had been bleeding. ``Oh, Megan,'' she whispered. ``What happened?''

She felt Xavier's strong paw on her shoulder. ``Your aunt Alice is getting a hot bath drawn up for her now. You grab her bags, and I'll carry her inside.'' Ross did as she was told, looking over her shoulder as her uncle cradled her girlfriend in his arms and followed her. She looked at Jack as they went inside and whispered, ``Thank you.''

Ross hurriedly set Megan's bags down on her bed then rushed to the bathroom to where her aunt and uncle were tending to her girlfriend. Alice stood up from kneeling next to the large whirlpool tub as Xavier set the bat down gently on the toilet. ``We'll be right down the hall in our room, dear,'' Alice said, giving Ross a hug as they left the couple alone. ``Give us a shout if you need anything. Take care of her, okay?''

``Okay,'' Ross affirmed, closing the door behind them. Turning back to her girlfriend, who was now sitting, silent but awake. She knelt on the floor and gently caressed Megan's cheek. ``Come on, Megs. Let's clean you up.'' She forced herself to smile, but got only a vacant stare in return. Ross untied the bat's boots, loosening the laces and pulling them off her feet. She then carefully pulled off her socks, and eased her jeans down off her hips and off. She tried to work Megan's wings through the arm holes of her t-shirt, but her girlfriend's arms were dead weight.

``Megan,'' Ross whispered, caressing her girlfriend's cheek. ``I need you to help me. Please?''

Megan didn't say anything, but slowly lifted her arms up. The tundra lioness delicately lifted the bat's t-shirt over her head, and unfastened her bra. Helping Megan to her feet, Ross eased her panties down around her ankles. After stripping herself naked, Ross climbed into the hot bath, and held her paw out for her girlfriend to join her. They sat in the water together, Ross behind Megan, who laid back against her pillowy breasts. Taking a washcloth, Ross lathered it up and tenderly cleaned the battered and bruised bat's face.

After about forty-five minutes, the water in the tub was beginning to get cold, and Ross had satisfactorily cleaned her girlfriend's injuries. Megan had fallen asleep, her head laid back against the lioness's chest, her breasts doubling as pillows. Draining the tub, Ross woke the bat up, gently dried her off, and escorted her to bed. Ross pulled down the comforter on her full size bed, and laid Megan down gently, before climbing in behind her and spooning her lovingly.

``Good night, Megan,'' she whispered softly. ``I love you''

-----

May 4, 2013

A shrill siren pierced Megan's aching head, causing her to leap from the bed. Realizing she was naked, she grabbed the comforter from Ross's bed and walked over to the window. There was a police car parked out in front of the house. The events of the previous night came rushing back to her, memories of her mother tackling her to the floor of their apartment and beating her. Her running from her home and into the arms of her friend and neighbor, Jack. Her getting bathed and cleaned by Ross.

``Oh, no,'' she sighed, her gut clenching up in knots. ``Mom.'' The bat quickly searched the room, looking for her bag of clothes she had hastily packed the night before. Dressing in a pair of jean shorts and a Muse t-shirt, she ran down the steps and out the front door, to where Xavier was talking to a couple of men. Megan slowed down, as she approached, realizing that the strangers weren't in uniform.

``Mr. Rikkers,'' she asked, ``what's going on?''

``Megan,'' the older cheetah said warmly, ``good morning, child. How are you feeling?''

``Like I got run over by a bus,'' she sighed. ``Who are they?''

``Megan,'' her girlfriend's uncle said, ``this is my good friend, A.J. Blackfoot, and his son, Derek. I believe the two of you go to school together. Gentlemen, this is Megan, Ross's girlfriend.''

She looked from the middle-aged male timberwolf, and then over to his son, a mix of wolf and Samoyed. After studying the younger male for a moment, she recognized him. He was a year older than her and Ross, and was entering his senior year, so she didn't share any classes with him. Plus, outside of his Chimera Prep uniform, he looked very different, dressed all in black; black sleeveless t-shirt, black jeans, black motorcycle boots, black ball cap, and a lot of silver rings and necklaces.

``Hi,'' she said, addressing the two men, ``it's nice to meet you. What's with the car?''

A.J. walked over to his son and proudly clasped a paw on his shoulder. ``What we've got here is a 2014 Chevy SS, not even in showrooms yet. One of the dealerships in Boston contacted my shop and asked for a custom police package. Derek here did all the work - even the paint job was his design.''

``It already had the same factory 6.2-litre V8 as the `Vette, so I kept that in there; it gives 415-horsepower and 415 ft-lb of torque, which is pretty decent. When she was stock, she went from 0-60 in about 5 seconds, but I went in and added a twin turbo from Hennessey Performance, and after dyno testing, she's up to 840 horses now,'' he beamed with excitement as he described his work. ``After going in and adding all the electronics, lights, and batteries to make it a legit police cruiser, she's probably almost eight-hundred pounds heavier, but she's faster than ever. We're taking her down to the Speedway tomorrow for track testing.''

``Next month,'' Xavier explained, ``I'll be holding a charity car auction for the Boston Marathon victims. The dealership, A.J., and I are giving this beauty to the Boston Police. Speaking of which, Derek, while you're here, would you mind giving the Bentley a tune-up before I auction it off?''

``Sure thing, Mr. Rikkers,'' the teen canine said.

``Thanks, son. You can do that in a little bit - I was just about to fire up the grill. Why don't we head to the backyard?''

As they walked back in toward the house, Xavier told his friend, ``Your boy does some nice work, A.J.; I actually wouldn't mind getting pulled over by this car.''

``Yeah,'' the middle-aged timberwolf agreed. ``He spent every free minute he had working on this project. I just wish he'd ease up some. Oksana and I are taking the boys on a cruise this summer, so hopefully that will help. At this rate, he's going to kill himself.''

-----

After going back up to Ross's room to check her cuts and bruises, Megan put on a pair of sunglasses and stepped out onto the back patio, joining her girlfriend at the picnic table, along with Elena and Midori. Xavier, A.J., Alice, and another woman, a Samoyed, were gathered around the grill, engaged in a conversation. Out in the pool, Derek was playing with the cubs, tossing Lucas, Jordan, Kaitlyn, and Taybra around in the water, causing big splashes and loud giggles.

``Hi, babe,'' Ross said as she sat down beside her.

``Ugh... Morning,'' the bat grumbled.

``Not quite. It's almost 3 PM,'' the tundra lioness said, giving Megan a gentle kiss and a loving hug. ``Sit here, I'll be back in a moment with some pineapple and mangoes for you.''

``Thank you,'' Megan said softly. While Ross went to get her something to eat, she turned her attention toward Elena and Midori, who were caught up in their own conversation.

``Derek-chan is very handsome,'' the green cat said coyly to her friend as she watched the small group splashing around in the pool, ``and so strong. Do you know if he has a girlfriend?''

``I don't think so,'' Elena said. ``Actually, I don't think he ever has. A lot of girls from school have been interested, but for some reason he doesn't let any of them get close... You know, I used to have the biggest crush on him.''

``It's because he still won't forgive himself for what happened to Daphne,'' Alice said, coming to  the table with Ross, who was carrying her girlfriend's lunch.

``Who's Daphne?'' the half-Japanese kitten asked.

``His best friend,'' the older lioness explained. ``Derek loves cars, always has. When he was twelve, he took his mother's car and went joyriding. He lost control and crashed into another vehicle...'' Mrs. Rikkers's tone saddened as she told the story. ``There was a family of hamsters in the van. Daphne, the youngest, broke her spine in the accident, and ended up in a wheelchair. Ever since then, he's done everything in his power to try and make things right with her family. They do everything together - Bruins and Red Sox games, going to movies, walks in the park, you name it.''

``That's awful,'' Elena said.

``The thing is, the Jenkinses have forgiven him,'' Alice continued. ``They believe his sincerity, and understand that he was young and stupid at the time, and has learned from his mistake. Daphne has gotten a very good friend out of the tragedy. The only one that refuses to forgive him is himself. That's why he won't let himself have a girlfriend.''

``Why didn't you tell me that, Mom?'' Elena asked, ``I spent years pining after him, dropping subtle hints, but he kept ignoring me. I was starting to wonder if he was gay.''

``Because Oksana and I were hoping you would eventually get through to him,'' her mother answered. ``But you have Harper now, and you're happy, so I guess things worked out all right for you.''

``By the way,'' the teen cheetah/lion hybrid said, ``have you talked to Aunt Dianna about me spending the summer at her house?''

``Not yet, but I'm supposed to talk to her tomorrow,'' Alice said, scratching her oldest daughter behind the ears. ``At the very least, I'll see about you, Jordan and me flying down for a long weekend, okay?''

``Okay, Mom,'' Elena smiled.

``Elena-san,'' Midori spoke up. ``If you're not interested in Derek-chan any longer, may I try?''

Chuckling, her friend replied, ``Good luck! I don't think you'll have any better luck than any of the other girls did.''

``But with a body like that, it's definitely worth trying!'' an unfamiliar voice with a thick African accent said appreciatively. ``What I wouldn't give to get my paws on that!'' Megan looked over her shoulder back at a cheetah woman, Xavier's sister no doubt, who had just arrived.

``Yvette! So glad you could join us,'' Alice said, giving her sister-in-law a hug. Yvette was the spitting image of her brother. Tall, slender, muscular, with spiky black hair and amber-colored eyes. ``Did Dr. Genevieve give you the day off?''

``No, but I switched with another resident, and I work the next two Saturdays instead.'' Seeing the young ladies gathered at the table, she greeted them. `` Hi, Elena. Hello, Ross. Ohayoo, Midori.''

``Ohayoo-gozaimasu, Yvette-sama!'' Midori smiled, giving a slight bow.

``Hi, Aunt Yvette,'' Elena returned, wrapping her arms around her aunt affectionately.

``And who is this young lady?'' the cheetah asked, looking at the bat hiding behind sunglasses.

``Hi, I'm Megan, Ross's girlfriend,'' she held her paw out in a greeting, which the older cheetah returned. ``You're Mr. Rikkers's younger sister?''

-----

After a nice grilled dinner, Derek Blackfoot excused himself and went to the attached garage where Mr. Rikkers kept his automobiles. Opening the driver's door to the Bentley, he popped the release latch, and lifted the hood to check the plugs and change the oil. He stared for a moment, admiring the 6-litre, 12 cylinder engine. A sudden sound behind him snapped him out of his reverie. Turning around quickly, he saw Midori Powell, Elena's friend, pulling the garage door shut behind him.

``Konbanwa, Derek-chan,'' she said demurely, though the expression in her pink eyes had a sexual hunger to them.

``M-Midori! What are you doing in here?'' the teen mechanic asked, incredulously.

``You work too hard,'' she said, slowly stalking her way towards him. ``I know about what happened, and you don't have to keep punishing yourself. Daphne-san and her family forgive you. You need to let it go.'' She placed one paw on his chest, and took his Pittsburgh Penguins ballcap off with the other, tossing it aside. She stroked his messy white hair, smoothing it back between his ears.

``I'm not looking for a girlfriend, Midori,'' he said evenly, giving her a gentle push to try and separate her from his body, but she just pressed back harder, mashing her immature breasts tightly against his muscular abs.

With a slight giggle, she stood up onto her tiptoes and gave him a playful bite on his chin. ``Who said anything about a girlfriend? Midori-chan only wants to help you relax,'' she wrapped her paw around behind his head and tilted his muzzle down toward her, giving him a playful kiss. Her rough, kitten tongue scraped teasingly over his lips.

``Midori, I... I can't,'' said, trying harder this time to pry the exotic green cat off of his chest.

With a fake pout, she looked up at him with wide, pleading eyes and asked, ``Why not? Is Derek-chan attracted to other men, and not cute little girls?''

``What!?!?'' The wolf/Samoyed mix's yellow eyes went wide with surprise at the implication that he was gay.

``Some of the other girls at school, they think you are homosexual, because you turn all of them down,''  Midori said, caressing his chest.

``It's not that,'' Derek explained, ``I just... I don't deserve to be happy. Because of me and my own reckless stupidity, she's going to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair. She's never going to be able to do all the things a normal person does. Finding a mate willing to cope with her disability will be difficult, as well. Tell me: do you think it's fair that I find love and happiness after taking it away from her?''

She gripped his paw tightly, and asked, ``Does Derek-chan think that his friend Daphne-chan wishes to see him suffer?''

``No...'' he said softly, the weight of Midori's words making him see his decisions in a new light.

``How does Derek-chan think Daphne-chan would feel, knowing that he still punishes himself because of her?'' the feline teen coaxed.

``She'd be angry with me... and herself...'' he sighed.

``She has forgiven you. Her family has forgiven you. Derek-chan has to let go of his guilt and move on,'' tears of sorrow trickled down her cheeks.

``I... I don't know how,'' he said, finally giving in. He was tired of being alone.

Midori grabbed on to the bottom of her t-shirt and took a slow step backwards, teasingly raising it up over her flat stomach, her small, youthful breasts, and over her head, dropping it on the floor. ``Midori-chan would be happy to be help Derek-chan, if you would like.'' She smiled, head bowed slightly, looking up at him through her purple bangs.

``Are you sure we should do this here? What if someone comes in?'' Derek asked, looking to the door to the garage. Midori noted that he didn't say `no.'

``Shhh, don't worry, Derek-chan. Lucas and Taybra went to her house. Elena is on the computer with Harper. Jordan is in her room with Kaitlyn, and Ross is in her room with Megan. Your parents, Xavier, Alice, and Yvette are all outside drinking and talking,'' she explained, reassuring him that they would not be caught. She noticed how his eyes darted back to the door when she said one of the names. ``Oh? Derek-chan has a thing for Yvette-sama, does he? He likes older women, not little girls like Midori-chan?''

``Yes,'' he said, his mouth getting dry. ``I've liked Ms. Rikkers since the day I met her... but she's eight years older than me. I don't have any idea how to approach her.''

Of course, Midori had been present when Yvette arrived for the cookout, and heard the older woman's remark about finding the teenage canine boy attractive, but he didn't need to know this... at least, not yet. Not until she had her fun with him, first. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked her bra, exposing her small chest to his gaze. She grabbed one of his paws and placed it over her left breast, giving it a playful squeeze. ``Then let me teach you how to please a woman, Derek-chan, and you will have a better chance of winning her heart. Let Midori-chan be your sensei.''

He replied by placing his muzzle over her mouth again and stroked her hair. As he did, she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, letting them fall to the cold concrete of the garage floor. Her paw roamed over his boxers, feeling his length as it emerged from his sheath. She purred in response to his attentions, guessing that once he was fully erect, he would be slightly-longer-than-average, and pleasantly thick. With one deft movement, she yanked his underwear down to join his pants, freeing his cock from its cotton prison.

The young feline broke the kiss, stepping back slightly and looking down at his growing erection with interest. She reached down between his legs and took him into her paws, examining it. Her deep purple hair fell over her face, obscuring her expression. He was slightly worried, since no one else had ever seen his dick before, and he craved her approval. As he awaited her judgment, it dawned on him that he should probably return the favor, and he began caressing her small, pebble-like nipples, which were stiffening under his fingers.

All of a sudden, she grabbed him around his knot, firmly but gently, and led him toward the back seats of the expensive automobile. He kicked off his boots, jeans and boxers as they walked. She opened the back driver's-side door, and gave him a playful shove. She looked down at him, a slight smirk spread across her lips, and she told him, ``I think Derek-chan will make Yvette-sama quite a happy lady one day.''

Midori knelt down on the garage floor and kissed the tip of his fully hard member, collecting a drop of his pre on her sandpaper-like tongue. He shuddered with delight at the unexpected sensation, the rough texture sending shocks through his nervous system. She spent an unbearable amount of time teasing him, as she kissed his turgid flesh and slowly licked it all over. Finally, she opened her mouth wide and took him into her small, warm, wet mouth. The amazing feeling made Derek's toes curl in his socks. He had never experienced a blowjob before, and he was suddenly regretful of this fact. Midori was obviously somewhat experienced, as she was careful to not hurt him with her sharp teeth as she bobbed her head up and down in his lap, sucking him like a fat straw.

After a few minutes of glorious, torturous pleasure, he felt himself about to cum. The teenage feline obviously sensed it as well, somewhat reluctantly popping his cockflesh out of her mouth and standing up. ``Tsk Tsk Tsk,'' she said playfully. ``Derek-chan doesn't get to cum before Midori-chan does. That's another reason why Derek-chan needs more experience, so he can last longer for his woman.''

Midori clasped him by his paws, placing them on the front of her small denim shorts. He quickly caught on to the unspoken request, and obediently unbuttoned them, sliding them over her cute little butt and down her slender legs. There was a noticeable wet spot on the crotch of the shorts, and when he looked back up, he saw that the girl hadn't been wearing any panties. He paused for a moment, staring at her immature pussy, where her green fur thinned out around a set of smooth, luscious lips, lightly coated in an aroused glaze. He could smell the lust and feel the heat emanating from her cunny.

At the first touch of his finger on her glistening folds, Midori groaned and her legs started to buckle. She grabbed on to the open car door for support, and propped her left footpaw up in the door frame, slightly spreading her legs and opening herself up to his ministrations. Derek slid to the edge of the seat and stroked the outside of her lips with his finger, teasing the entrance with his claw. She moaned softly and bucked her hips toward him, trying to push his fingers inside of her sex. He deftly moved his paw, still curious to examine the outside, and gently parted her labia to reveal her girlhood.

Midori's clit, slightly on the small side (which Derek didn't know since this was the first one he had ever seen up close), was engorged, and his first contact with the sensitive bud sent shivers running through her petite body. As he explored, she started to writhe in pleasure, and when he teasingly traced his finger around the entrance to her tunnel, she begged him to put it in.

``Derek-chan, please stop teasing me,'' she panted, raking her claws through his hair.

The older boy complied, and gently slid his probing digit inside of her tight walls. He was surprised by how wet, warm, and amazing her pussy felt, and was fascinated by the way her muscles clenched and relaxed around his finger. She was barely able to support herself, squirming on one leg as she humped herself against his paw, matting their fur in her juices. Feeling emboldened by her responses, he inserted another finger. The young feline girl cried out in pleasure, grabbing a pawful of his white hair tightly, and he knew it wouldn't be long until he gave a girl an orgasm for the first time.

Not wanting to miss anything, he inched his muzzle closer to her mound, parting his lips and letting himself taste her juvenile cunny. As she gasped and purred, he tasted the nectar that was freely flowing from her slit. He had never before tasted anything so delightful, and wondered if all women had a similar flavor. It seemed to the young male that their mutual lust for each other had manifested itself in liquid form; he felt like he was physically tasting their desire.

Derek repeatedly darted his long tongue inside of her for the briefest of instants, never staying inside for more than a few seconds. He wanted to prolong her agony, her need for release. He wanted to keep her on the brink, so that when she finally did climax, it would be more intense. He was thankful at least for the amount of porn he had seen and read on the internet, and was applying that limited knowledge towards pleasing his partner. Midori hung at the precipice of her release for a couple of minutes, before he finally forced his tongue as deep inside of her as he could, sliding it along the ridged walls of her g-spot. She came immediately. Violently. Her little body convulsed once, twice, then a third time as she clamped a paw over her mouth to keep from screaming aloud and ruining their fun. Her juices flowed out of her like a river of unbridled passion. He lapped it all up as it escaped, and eager to make sure he had finished every last drop, he again forced his tongue deep inside her spasming passage, bringing her to a second, less intense, climax.

With a weary smile on her face, she looked down and said, ``Derek-chan doesn't eat pussy like a virgin. Is he giving Midori-chan a line to get into her pants?''

``What?!? No, I just read a lot of stuff... online...'' He blushed, admitting to internet porn.

``You did great, Derek-chan. Keep studying,'' she gently stroked his cheek, trying to restore his confidence.

Midori set her footpaw down shakily on the garage floor, grabbing her lover's arms and pulling him out of the Bentley. She kissed him furiously, tasting herself on his lips and tongue. She let herself fall backwards onto the rear seat of the car, then beckoned him to climb in on top of her. She wrapped her tiny paw around the base of his shaft, just above his knot, and brought it to the entrance of her cunny, waiting impatiently for him to enter her. Derek couldn't wait to slide himself in, but he forced himself to go slowly, sliding his erection back of forth between her slick lips and over her clitty several times before gently inserting it into her.

Midori was tighter than he imagined she would be. Obviously, she wasn't a virgin, since there was no resisting barrier. His cock was considerably thicker than his two fingers had been, but he wondered how he compared to her previous lovers. As tight as her muscles gripped him, he felt a surge of pride. He tenderly stroked in and out of her, taking his time despite his growing need, but she encouraged him to go faster by digging her claws into his hips and driving him inside of her.

``Midori, I won't be able to last long like -'' he began to protest, but she silenced him by wrapping her paw around his muzzle.

``Hush, Derek-chan. We've already taken too long. People will start looking for us soon,'' she explained.

Needing no further explanation, he gradually picked up speed for several minutes, plunging his hard member in and out of the teenage girl's tight hole. He would grunt, she would gasp, as his knot bumped up repeatedly against her sodden lips. He could feel the same familiar sensation, a tightening in his balls, that he would get when he masturbated at home, and he tried to pull away. Her tiny paws quickly moved down, digging in to the cheeks of his ass, burying his expanding knot inside of her gripping cunny.

``It's okay. Fill Midori-chan with your cum, Derek-chan. She is on the pill,'' the girl whispered into his ear.

The pressure around his knot, coupled with his partner's sexy request, proved to be too much for the canine boy to withstand, and a few seconds later, he groaned as he felt his seed rush through his shaft and spill out inside of Midori's womb, jet after jet of it filling her belly. As the hot streams of his passion subsided, he tried again to pull out, but she held him tight with a death grip.

``Not yet, Derek-chan,'' she whispered, bucking her hips slightly against his, grinding her g-spot against the bulbous flesh that was stretching her so tightly. ``If you pull the knot out too soon, you could hurt Midori-chan or yourself.'' Her breathing was becoming more erratic as she continued to hump against him, until finally he felt her orgasm yet again, her inner walls fluttering and massaging his cock and coaxing out another dribble of his sticky cum. They both jumped slightly at the sound of a shout from somewhere in the house. Their bodies still pressed together, Derek managed to slip his toes through the door handle and pull it shut, allowing the two of them a little added privacy until they were able to part.

``Fucking A, Midori,'' he said, ``that was absolute Heaven.''

``Thank you, Derek-chan,'' she said sweetly, giving him another affectionate kiss. ``I am happy that you enjoyed it.'' The two teens held each other tightly in the back of Xavier's Bentley, playfully kissing and caressing each other for several more minutes until finally Derek's knot subsided enough and it slid out, making a squelching sound as it did, and a stream of their combined juices ran out onto the plush Alcantara seats.

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``Kaitlyn! Your sister's here to pick you up!'' Alice called in from the porch as a motorcycle pulled up in front of the house. A few seconds later, the young ferret bounded out the door.

``Kiki! Thank you Mr. Rikkers, Mrs. Rikkers, for having me over; I had a great time,'' the little girl said sweetly.

``You're welcome, Sweetie. Jordan could use more friends like you,'' Alice said.

``Tell your sister to be careful on that bike,'' Xavier added.

Just then, Jordan ran out the door behind her, the young cheetah/tundra lion hybrid giving her a warm hug and a peck on the cheek. Kaitlyn blushed brightly, embarrassed by the attention in front of the adults. ``Bye, Kait,'' the youngest of the Rikkers girls said, squeezing her friend's paw. ``Thanks for coming over and playing.'' She leaned over, looking around at Kiki and waved.

``Bye, Jordan. Yeah, it was fun! I'll see you in school Monday.''With that, the cub turned and ran down the walkway to her older sibling, who was waiting impatiently. Climbing up behind her, she said, ``Hi, Kiki! Thanks for picking me up. Are we doing anything before you take me home? I still have three more hours until I need to be there.''

``We're going to Isabel's house for a little bit. I'll need for you to watch Matteo for a while,'' the older girl said, her voice slightly muffled by her motorcycle helmet.

``Okay,'' the younger sister replied cheerfully. Miss Isabel was a sweetheart, and Matteo was such a well-behaved little boy that Kaitlyn didn't mind taking care of him. She buckled the chin strap of her own smaller helmet.

``Did you have fun?'' the older girl asked as she started to drive off.

``Yeah, but Jordan and I had to be quiet until Ross's girlfriend woke up. Apparently she was beaten up last night, and slept until almost 3:00,'' Kaitlyn explained.

``Wait, who is Ross?'' Kiki asked.

``Jordan's cousin, from North Carolina,'' she answered. ``You go to the same school. Do you know her?''

``No. No, I don't think so.''

``Maybe you know her girlfriend? A bat named Megan.''

After a moment of silence, Kiki changed the topic. ``That was a cute girl back there. You like her, don't you?''

``I, uhm... Well, uh, that is... Kind of... Yes, Kiki. I do,'' Kaitlyn admitted shyly.

``Aww, that's so precious,'' her sister told her. ``How would you like it if we invited her over to play sometime? Does that sound fun?''

The younger girl's eyes lit up with excitement at the suggestion. ``Really? Do you mean it? Yes, please, Kiki, I'd love that. Thank you so much!''

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Up in Ross's bedroom, Megan filled out job applications while her girlfriend checked for leads online. Half of the businesses she had grabbed applications for were places she wasn't very interested in working, but were still an improvement over working with Sebastian. She had already filled out applications for Pier 1 Imports, Pottery Barn, and Bath & Body Works, and was almost finished with one to work at Old Navy. Setting her pen down, she massaged the palm of her writing paw, and looked over toward the computer desk.

``I think I'm going to stop after this one,'' the bat said. ``My fingers are cramping up. Any luck with the search online?''

Ross turned her head to look back over her shoulder. ``A few: Michaels, Guitar Center, Leafy's Pha-''

``Wait, Guitar Center?'' Megan asked, her large ears perking up.

``Yeah,'' Ross said. ``They're looking for a Customer Service Rep.''

``Want to go there with me tomorrow? I definitely want to apply for that one,'' she said.

``Sure thing!'' the lioness answered. ``Let me check my email real fast while you finish up that application.'' A moment later, Ross muttered, ``Oh no.''

``What?'' the bat asked, concerned.

``I have an email from Mark Jameson, the guy in Colorado,'' she said, before reading the message aloud for her girlfriend. ``Dear Ms. Goldmane, I regret to inform you that a recent storm passed through and caused some damage to the house. A tree fell into the room that you were going to rent. I have contacted several contractors, but the soonest that your room will be ready will not be until after your scheduled visit. If you would like to cancel your stay, I can refund your deposit, or if you would like to reschedule, I can offer you a discounted rate for the inconvenience, though I will be away for the majority of July. Please consider the offers, and let me know which you would prefer. I hope all else is well. Sincerely, Mark.''

Ross scooted her desk chair to the side to show several pictures that were attached to the email, showing a large blue spruce protruding through a wall, chunks of drywall, wood and shattered glass all over the place. ``Well damn, that sucks. I was looking forward to our trip,'' Megan sighed.

``We'll just reschedule it,'' Ross smiled. ``How about August 1-10? We can get away and have some time to ourselves before going back to school.''

``That sounds good,'' Megan responded. ``Email him back and make sure, before I start scheduling job interviews.''

A minute later, Ross powered down her laptop and joined Megan on the bed. She took the pen from the bat's paw, and moved all of the papers onto her nightstand. Turning her attention back towards her girlfriend, she wrapped her paw behind her neck and pulled her in close for a slow, sensual kiss. After a couple of minutes, she broke off the kiss.

``I love you, Megan,'' Ross sighed happily, before resuming their make-out session.

``Mmphhm hmmm,'' came the unintelligible response, the lioness refusing to break their liplock to let her partner speak. Her paw slipped beneath the other girl's shirt and cupped her breast, feeling her silky, warm fur. Her nipples were not as big as her own, but her breasts were perky and Ross loved to feel them. Their paws crept between each other?s legs, beginning to rub each other lightly. As the kiss grew sloppier, they each could feel the warm, damp spots forming on the other?s panties. Ross unbuttoned the bat's shorts and slipped her paw inside, feeling along the stiffening flesh of Megan's growing erection. She caressed her fingertip softly down the shaft, teasing around her furry scrotum, and across Megan's clit beneath the fabric.

Once inside her girlfriend's shorts, Ross's fingers pulled her damp panties aside and went to work on her bare pussy. Her claw stroked up and down her warm, wet slit and toyed with her wet outer lips. Their mouths squished together noisily, parting only for panting breaths and little moans. Both began to hump slightly against the other?s fingers. Ross plunged her long middle finger into Megan's dripping hole and smiled at the moan it produced. She began to finger the sexy bat as she closed her eyes and kissed her again, feeling Megan's hips roll in in time with her thrusts. She added her index finger to her efforts, and at the same time, felt a slender digit enter her own pussy, insistently pumping in and out.

``Get these off,'' she ordered, tugging at Megan's shorts. Her girlfriend obediently wriggled out of them, Ross doing the same and kicking hers off onto the carpet. Two sets of panties followed seconds later.

``I think this needs to come off, too,'' she said, indicating the Muse t-shirt. As her lover pulled the obstructing fabric up over her head, Ross reached out and cupped her breast again, bringing the pierced nipple up into her muzzle, biting and tugging on the silver ring gently. Megan tossed her shirt aside and pulled at Ross's, making her stop sucking at her nipple and lifting her tank top up and over her head. Their lips met again, Megan wincing slightly from her cut, and their fingers slipped back inside of each other, feeling inside their warm bodies. Both their pussies tingled, growing wetter by the minute, Megan's steel-hard shaft bobbing in time with her heartbeat, tapping against the lioness's wrist.

Ross pushed Megan onto her back, and started to move slowly down her body, parting her thighs gently. She could barely wait to taste the delicious nectar that had collected between the bat's slick pussy lips. She inhaled deeply, savoring her favorite scent in the world, and prepared to taste it. Already she could imagine the warm, slippery folds on her rough little tongue; the fresh, sweet juices she would thirstily lap from between them; the soft tightness of the pink hole she would soon bury her tongue into. She peered up over the slender hips and around the meaty rod in front of her nose and spoke.

``Megan,'' she said. Her sexy girlfriend looked up and their eyes met. ``I want you to be my first.''

``I thought you've been with other women before. Wasn't that how you ended up in Marblecliff?'' Megan looked questioningly into her eyes.

``I have,'' the lioness answered, ``but I want more than just fingers or toys on my clit or in my ass. I want you to take me. I want you to love me. To make love to me. With me''

``Are you sure? Tonight? Look at me, I'm a mess. Shouldn't it be special? Romantic? Wasn't that part of your plan for Colorado?'' her girlfriend questioned nervously.

``It doesn't matter where, it doesn't matter when. It will be special and romantic because it will be with you,'' she nuzzled against the bat's inner thigh, playfully scratching her belly with her claws. ``If you're not up for it tonight, after everything that happened, I understand. But I'm ready, and I want you. You?re more than just my best friend, Megan. I love you. More than anything.''

``I love you too, Ross,'' Megan replied, brushing her fingers through the tundra lioness's white hair. ``I?d love to be your first.'' She brought her fingers under Ross?s chin and raised it, staring deeper into her eyes for a moment and smiling sweetly. ``You don't have to do that, you know; I'm more than warmed up enough. Want me to get you ready?''

``I've been ready for this ever since the first time you said that you love me,'' Ross answered, rising back up and kissing her way back towards her girlfriend's muzzle, stopping at her neck. ``Megan?'' Ross spoke, an idea coming to mind.

``What is it, babe?'' she responded.

``Do you remember our first kiss, in the school cafeteria?'' the lioness asked playfully.

``How could I forget?'' the bat chuckled. ``Half the school was there to see it!''

``Do you recall saying that you'd like to be my sub?'' Her mischievous tone sparked shivers of excitement in Megan's body.

``Of course,'' she replied, trying to remain calm.

``Do you still want to?'' Ross was pretty sure she knew the answer, but she wanted to be sure.

``More than anything,'' Megan insisted.

``Do you promise to love me?''

``Yes,'' she said.

``Obey me?''

``Yes,'' she panted.

``Worship me?''

``Oh, God,'' Megan cried with need, ``YES!''

``That's it, then,'' Ross purred with delight. ``From here on, I will be your Goddess, and you will refer to me as such in the privacy of our bedrooms. Will you accept me as your Goddess, Megan?''

``Yes, Goddess,'' the bat writhed beneath her, clearly excited by the latest turn of events.

``Then I will give you your first reward,'' Ross said, dipping her head back down to her girlfriend's neck, trailing soft kisses from ear to collarbone. Megan closed her eyes and sighed, rolling her head back. She loved it when Ross kissed her neck; she positively tingled when she felt the lioness's sharp teeth against her skin, marking her as hers. She could feel her girlfriend's hard nipples pressing into her skin, and she was sure that hers were doing the same in return. Her paws stroked up and down the lioness's back as they embraced. Ross gently moved herself into position, the hermaphrodite's stiff cock jutting up between the cleft of her ass cheeks. Megan moaned quietly when she began to suck on one of her nipples, using the metal rings once more to tug, pull, and twist with her teeth. The bat wished she could suck on Ross's larger tits at the same time but she couldn?t reach, so she moved both paws to reach down and play with them instead.

As Ross's tongue swirled around her nipple, her paw drifted down between Megan's legs and lightly stroked her pulsating erection. Her fingers trailed over the pillar of turgid flesh, gauging its size in relation to her virgin cunny, mentally comparing to the toys she had taken in her tailhole with her previous lovers. Her claws danced up over the cock head, wiping off a droplet of pre, smoothing it down the sides and making it slick.

As much as Ross was looking forward to finally mating with her girlfriend, she was having entirely too much fun teasing her. When neither could bear the waiting any longer, it would be time. For now, she stroked and caressed, grazing and just barely missing her partner's most sensitive areas. She stopped for a moment to slip two fingers easily into her own dripping pussy, and then brought them up to Megan?s mouth.

``Taste me,'' she commanded. ``Drink of your Goddess.''

She obediently licked them clean and began to whimper and gyrate her hips, trying to lodge her aching dick into the source of the delicious juices on her tongue. She could feel the lioness's wetness leaking out onto her stomach, dampening her belly fur and heightening her arousal.

``Please, Goddess,'' she whined.

Ross moved in, supporting herself just over Megan. In this position, her cock stuck straight up, and throbbed lightly against Ross's slick pussy, making her give excited little whimpers. Ross began to rock her hips back and forth, rubbing it up and down the length of her dripping slit. The shaft was quickly coated in her slippery juices as it slid up and down between her pussy lips, the tip just grazing her needy opening over and over.

Megan moaned quietly through smiling lips. Her arms wrapped around the lioness, stroking her shoulders and back as she moved over her. She felt her wet cock slipping and sliding against her girlfriend's clit again and again, and began to grind herself against it. Ross stopped, feeling that neither could withstand the foreplay any longer. She felt for Megan?s paws and took hold of them; their fingers intertwined.

Ross shifted her position and her wet, pink opening against the bat's thick cock. She leaned forward and pressed her lips softly against Megan's as she eased downward, pushing just the cockhead inside of her. She was extremely tight but, her sopping wetness allowed Megan to penetrate her easily. Ross moaned into her girlfriend's mouth as she was stretched open, and she tightened her grip a bit. After a moment, she pulled back and began to slip slowly in and out, just an inch inside her, massaging her tight opening. When she pushed slightly further, she was met with resistance. Though Ross knew she was in control, and that Megan would be gentle and never do anything to hurt or surprise her, she still felt nervous each time she pressed up against it.

``Ross, my love, my Goddess... It's okay. Just do it when you're ready,'' Megan comforted her, squeezing her paw gently.

She nodded, then with a swift but gentle shove Ross pushed her hips downward and drove her girlfriend deeper into her tight pussy. She cried out in pain as her virginity was shredded, squeezing Megan's paws tightly. A tear rolled down her cheek.

``Ross, are you all right?'' the bat asked, afraid she had hurt her.

The lioness nodded again after a moment. ``I love you,'' she cooed.

Megan looked into her eyes and smiled up at her, the sweetest smile ever, that made her heart melt. She pulled her lover's face down to her and kissed the tears away, tasting a hint of salt as her lips pressed to Ross's cheek. Their soft lips nestled together and they shared a deep, soulful kiss.

The sharp pain subsided; Ross was a woman. She felt the hardness inside her as she kissed her best friend and lover and began to move her hips. Megan pulled out and slipped in again very carefully. Met with a moan of approval, she braced herself and began to thrust slowly but firmly in and out of the lioness's sopping pussy. Megan's arms wrapped around her once more, enveloping her in the familiar comfort of her wings, holding her close as she moved back and forth. The rigid cock moving inside was stretching her virgin pussy wider than it had ever gone. She had expected it to hurt, but each time Megan filled her, it was the new best moment of her life.

Ross gradually picked up speed, pumping her hips at a healthy pace and eliciting louder moans from the both of them. She felt Megan's hips moving beneath her, in unison with her own. Looking down she watched both their breasts jiggling as their bodies moved together. Stopping, she said, ``I'm getting close. Change places with me. Make me cum.''

``Yes, my Goddess,'' Megan nodded, rolling them over and coming to a rest over top of the lioness's supine body. Ross lifted her legs and wrapped them around her lover's hips, opening herself up even wider. Megan drove into her even faster now, watching her slick cock plunge into her folds over and over. Almost instantly, she rippled in a small orgasm, grinding her clit against the base of the shaft. She felt a few droplets of her release dribble from her spasming pussy as she came quietly, still urging her lover to thrust into her, digging her heels against the bat's soft buttocks. Megan felt the hot juices spattering out onto her fur and watched the ecstasy on Ross's face as she climaxed, causing her own moans to grow more desperate. She leaned forward and kissed her again to enhance her pleasure.

Ross squeezed her legs around Megan, trying to pull her deeper inside. She could tell that the bat was getting close to the edge, and she herself was cresting toward another, more powerful climax. Having never cum from anything inside of her cunny her besides fingers, she didn?t know what to expect. Her breath was panting, and Megan could tell she was almost there.

Megan gave one final thrust, burying herself to the hilt, filling her lover as deeply as she could. Ross cried out in pleasure, squeezing her eyes shut and clutching the bat as tightly as she could as she finally overloaded. The deep, burning pressure inside her finally exploded, sending jolts of orgasmic bliss out from her cunny to her fingers and toes and back to her core. Her pussy spasmed and clenched, over and over, around the hard shaft buried inside, trying to coax it of its seed. She humped against Megan as she moaned, impaling herself even deeper on the slippery, rigid pole.

``Ross,'' her lover pleaded, ``you need to let me go, I'm -``

``No,'' the lioness assured her, ``I want to feel it. I want you to share the feeling with me. Go ahead and let go.'' As the dizzying waves of her orgasm ebbed, her legs resumed their pulling motions, grinding her sated cunny around Megan's deeply embedded cock. Seconds later, the sexy hermaphrodite gave a cry of pleasure as she erupted, her balls churning out wave after wave of her cream into the lioness's virgin womb. Ross cooed happily, surprised by the heat in her belly. The bat tumbled forward, utterly spent, and Ross unlocked her legs from around her lover's hips. Their combined moans grew quieter, turning to sighs, and then calm breaths. Megan rolled off of her and collapsed at her side. They lay together breathing, holding each other close.

``I love you so much,'' Ross whispered into her hair, and kissed her forehead.

``I love you, too, Ross. My love. My Goddess.''

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The motorcycle pulled up in front of a small single-family home. Kaitlyn dismounted and followed her sister up the sidewalk, and waited patiently while Kiki rang the doorbell. A moment later, a greyhound woman in her late twenties answered the door, her head lowered in submission.

``Good evening, Mistress,'' she whispered softly. ``It is so nice to see you.''

``Thank you, Pet,'' Kaitlyn's sister said, letting herself in. ``Is everything prepared?''

``Yes, Mistress,'' the canine woman answered, ``Everything is as you requested. Hello, Kaitlyn.''

``Hi, Miss D'Amato,'' the pre-teen ferret said. ``Is Matty in his room?''

``Yes,'' their hostess told her. ``He's napping now, but he'll be so happy to see you again.'' She led the sisters up the stairs. At the top, Kaitlyn went straight to the room at the end of the hall, while her sister and Isabel went into the Master bedroom. Closing the door behind her, she walked over to the crib and peeked down inside. Matteo was still a baby, only two years old, and was sleeping soundly. Kaitlyn thought he was the most adorable thing on this earth, and always enjoyed watching him. He was such a handsome little boy, a unique combination of greyhound and bat, favoring his mother in most ways, save for the pair of wing membranes extending out from his sides and running down the lengths of his arms. She assumed it was difficult for Isabel, raising the cub without a father.

Satisfied that he was going to be asleep for at least a little longer, the young ferret walked across the room and slumped down, pressing her ear firmly against the wall and listening carefully. She unbuttoned her shorts and shimmied them down around her knees, slipping her little paw down the front of her panties. As she listened attentively, she stroked her little finger up and down her young slit, gathering up her juices and smearing them around her sensitive button in small circular motions. A moment later, she heard a muffled *slap* and Isabel cry out.

``Ah! Kristin!''

There was another *slap*, followed by muffled talking.

Isabel shouted out again, ``Mis-Mistress!''

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May 5, 2013

Lucinda Conroy reluctantly peeled herself from her bed and stumbled through the apartment. She was tired and hungover, and nothing would have made her happier than to sleep through the rest of this miserable, God-forsaken Sunday. She was going to murder whoever was at the other side of the door, pounding on it like an idiot. She turned the doorknob and swung the door open angrily.

``Wha' tha  fuck d'ya wan'?'' she slurred, shielding her sensitive eyes from the glaring early morning light.

``Ms. Conroy?'' A tall male cheetah asked her, his voice heavy with an African accent.

``Yeah, `sme,'' she mumbled. ``Whore you?''

``Whore me?'' He asked, confused. He crinkled his nose in disgust; the woman absolutely reeked of alcohol, and from the smell of it, hadn't bathed in a few days either. ``Oh, I understand. Who am I. My name is Xavier Rikkers. My niece, Ross, is dating your daughter.''

``Where is she? She hasn' bin home fer days. Isshe all righ'?'' Lucinda asked, worried.

``Ms. Conroy, I'm afraid you have a serious problem. Friday night, your beat your daughter for quitting her job.'' There was a spark of recollection in bat woman's eyes, and she started to speak, but he silenced her. ``She's okay. She is with Ross, at my house. She is welcome to stay with my family for as long as she wants, while you get your life back in order.''

``Who tha fuck d'you think you are, comin' to my houz an' insul'in me like that?'' Lucinda growled angrily, rising to her footpaws, before losing her balance and toppling over. Xavier was quick to react, and caught her, sitting her back down on the couch.

``Ms. Conroy, I'm here to help you, before you lose Megan forever. I am prepared to pay for your rehab, and offer you a better paying job, so that you can properly provide for your daughter,'' he explained.

``Why wouljoo do tha' fer me?'' the woman asked incredulously.

``I'm not doing it for you. I'm doing it for Megan, and for my niece,'' he told her sternly. ``Your daughter needs you. She shouldn't have to work. You make enough money right now to support the both of you, and you piss it away on what? Alcohol? Why?''

After a moment to collect her jumbled thoughts, Lucinda answered, ``Ta help me ferget tha fact tha' `mall alone. No one wans me.'' She laid her head against his arm and began sobbing softly.

``No one will want you in this condition, woman! Look at you! I bet you were beautiful once. What happened to you?'' He reprimanded her.

``Affer Meg'n was born, her Daddy leff us, sed he couldn' poss'bly tha father of a herm. He call' me a dirty slut an' said I chea'ed onnim, but I never did. He pack'd up his stuff an' walked ou' on us,'' she cried.

``And whose fault is that? Megan's? For being born? Yours, for giving him a beautiful baby? No, Ms. Conroy; the fault is his, for being too closed-minded and shallow to love and cherish his family,'' the cheetah soothingly stroked the woman's hair, trying to calm her down. ``Don't repeat his mistakes. Let me help you fix things, while there is still time.''

``Wha' d'you wan' me t'do?'' She sniffled, looking up at him with bleary, bloodshot eyes.

``I am going to pay for you to attend a rehab clinic,'' he explained. ``Once the doctors determine that you have sobered up, I will give you a job working as a dispatcher for my company. Starting salary is $60,000 annually for day shift. The thing is, though, that the job requires that you be able to speak clearly. If you are drunk or hung over, you will not be able to perform satisfactorily, and I will fire you. Do I make myself clear?''

``Yes, Mistah Rikkers,'' she slurred. ``Thank you.'' Sobbing happily, she hugged him tightly and repeated, ``Thank you.''

``You're welcome,'' he said, reluctantly returning the embrace. ``But you start today. Now, go, pack a suitcase with some clothes and necessities, then take a shower. We'll stop on the way and get you some coffee.''

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