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Jena has a unique ability, to 'step' between realities, which she has taken to calling 'Realmstepping.' She is traveling to the magical realm, to a town just outside of Ferro Nexi, to visit a certain rat, Freena, she has something of a crush on. Unfortunately, a trio of thugs are trying to shake down the bakery Freena works at, and Jena is forced to show off a few other abilities she has in the fight that follows. The winner of the (very brief) fight then gets their reward: awkward but passionate sex with Freena!\n\nSo finally showing off Jena to the world. A note, this is not the same Jena that is one of the 'voices' in Aric's head, but the 'real' Jena, so to speak. Also finally debuting the magical realm, the Nexiverse!\nThe only metasetting I have left to show is the Ultraverse, the superhero universe.\n\n- - - - -\n\nA massive thank you to my top tier subscribers:\nSedyna | [fa]jafferroshak[/fa] | RoleplayCentral | [fa]Tierr[/fa] | [fa]akinkyyfox[/fa]\n\nIf you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my [url=https://subscribestar.adult/xp_author]SubscribeStar[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "We finally have a story with my oldest OC, the Cleyran: Jenasys Stryphe! Jena has a unique ability, to 'step' between realities, which she has taken to calling 'Realmstepping.' She is traveling to the magical realm, to a town just outside of Ferro Nexi, to visit a certain rat, Freena, she has something of a crush on. Unfortunately, a trio of thugs are trying to shake down the bakery Freena works at, and Jena is forced to show off a few other abilities she has in the fight that follows. The winner of the (very brief) fight then gets their reward: awkward but passionate sex with Freena!

So finally showing off Jena to the world. A note, this is not the same Jena that is one of the 'voices' in Aric's head, but the 'real' Jena, so to speak. Also finally debuting the magical realm, the Nexiverse!
The only metasetting I have left to show is the Ultraverse, the superhero universe.

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A massive thank you to my top tier subscribers:
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If you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "[center][b]Crush of the Realmstepper[/b][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nJenasys Stryphe walked along the streets of the city known as Alta Ferro. It was a massive city by most standards. Nearly the size of the state of Connecticut, it spanned across the majority of eastern New York, down into what had once been New Jersey and Rhode Island. It started simply enough, just a coastal port city, but it started to spread and sprawl, absorbing other towns and cities. It might as well count as its own state now, with a few suburbs dotting around the edges that would inevitably be taken in as it continued to expand over the decades. Counting 38.3 million inhabitants, it was the second most populated city on the planet, right behind Shanghai's 41.2 million.\n\nAt least that is how it worked in this universe. She had seen more than a few variations. She considered this to be the 'prime' variation, where she currently called home... though not the world she came from. This was hardly the first different universe she had come across, or even the first planet called Earth. Jena was unique, even among her own people. Short, lithe, and covered in cream colored fur, she resembled a rat in most ways, but with larger ears. She was actually a Cleyran, though that would mean little to nothing to anyone that heard it. While she was from a world not this one, she was no visitor from the stars. She was from so much farther away. She was from another reality entirely.\n\nMany ages ago, many lives ago, she had awakened a power through means even she was not quite sure of anymore. Maybe some mix of magic and chance, though it was not magic itself, as it followed none of the laws of magic and suffered none of the restrictions, at least as far as she knew. Maybe she always had the power and only awakened to it after a particularly traumatic event. Whatever the cause, the result was she could 'step' between realities. She had taken to calling it Realmstepping, and had long given up trying to figure out how she could do it. As far as she knew, she was the only one who even could do it. At least she had never met another with the ability, but she was sure there [i]had[/i] to be others.\n\nAt first, it had been very difficult, and only done by accident. She had long since mastered the ability now. There was no flashy burst of light, no hole in the air that she opened, no warping of reality around her. She simply walked forward, and was somewhere else, as easy as stepping over the threshold between rooms in a house. She could choose to let it be random, or return to somewhere she had been before. Many times, she wished never to return to some places. As for her original home... she longed for it, but at the same time, did not. It had been... many ages, and she knew nothing would be the same. She had other reasons for not wishing to return, as well. Or one reason, even if that reason had likely been dead for a long time by now.\n\nShe continued down the paved sidewalk, only to step into a new city. She had seen many of them. Some variation of Alta Ferro seemed to exist in most, similar, but vastly different. This was Astra Ferro, the pavement replaced by metal, the buildings no longer tall towers of steel and stone, but much smoother metal, with small lights dotting their lengths. High above was a dome, showing the stars moving outside. This version was actually a massive city-ship, traveling between the stars. It visited worlds as it pleased, smaller ships coming and going at all times. Robots roamed the streets alongside the inhabitants, servants to their organic masters.\n\nAnother step, and now it was Ultra Ferro, the city of superheroes. Those with fantastical powers and outlandish names flew about playing hero in absurd and often impractical costumes, saving the common folk from equally flamboyant villains that would do harm. It was like living in a comic book. She liked to spend time here, watching the happenings from the front row. But this was not her destination today. Another step, and it was Nova Ferro, the city of megacorporations and corruption. Cybernetic and biogenetic enhancements were the order of the day. It was not unusual to see someone with a metal arm, metal legs, or even metal on their faces. A city of massive buildings, smog, neon, and grime.\n\nAnother step, and she was where she wanted to be. Ferro Nexi, the realm of magic. It reminded her much of her original world. Whenever she got homesick, this is where she chose to come. Sorcery was commonplace, potions were plentiful, and mystical beings were everyday sights. But it was far more modern than her world had been, even when she had left it so long after her own birth. Shops where you could buy potions and spell tomes were nestled next to coffee shops and clothing stores. You could buy a new suit, scroll of fire, and food for your pet manticore at the local outlet mall. She wondered if her own world would end up like this some day, if given enough centuries to catch up. Perhaps it already had. The only thing missing was airships. She missed flying airships.\n\nHer next step stayed here, moving her forward as anyone else. Wearing a polo shirt and a pair of denim shorts, she did not stand out as much as one would think in a world of magic. The fact that she would have seemed to appear from nowhere would equally leave most unphased. She walked out onto the main sidewalk and joined the parade of people on the sidewalk. Her destination was south, but she took her time. Ferro Nexi was not nearly as oppressive. The buildings were not as tall, and made of more than metal and glass. Some were towers of wood, carved from ancient trees still very much alive thanks to magic and special treatments. Though there were still several million people living in the city, it was not nearly as overpopulated. Overhead, carriages flew just over the street, kept aloft by a slight blue glow along the underside, the result of a levitation enchantment, while actual cars still passed by on the road itself, rolling on wheels and using engines as any other car in any other realm would.\n\nEventually, Jena made it to the markets. The streets were somehow both more busy and less packed, as people went in and out of shops much more frequently. She continued walking until the crowd thinned out even more, the buildings becoming more spaced apart. Soon, the sidewalk became more of a path as she left the city itself. It was not long before she hit the edge of a suburb instead, a quaint little place called the Village of Bornia. The buildings were far more spaced, none of them more than a few stories tall. Houses dotted the rolling hills in the distance. As much as she had grown accustomed to life in a big city, small towns like this were something special. Nostalgic in so many ways.\n\nThe whole journey had taken her a few hours, the sun just starting to set and paint the sky in the oranges and reds of evening. But now her destination was in sight. A small bakery called Treeline Pastries. It was a humble little place, tucked away near the edge of the town. As she got closer, the smell of cinnamon, bread, and coffee filled the air. Coffee had long been her addiction of choice. In her travels across the realms, she had tried a rather large variety, and found that each realm had their own slight differences, but overall it was fairly consistent. The kind in this magical world was very rich in body, but with a natural sweetness and a light aftertaste that lingered.\n\nOf course, the coffee was not the reason she had chosen this particular shop to get her fix. That would be the woman behind the counter. As Jena stepped in, the bell above the door made a light chime, and the barista looked up. Then she beamed. \"Welcome to- JENA!\" Freena set down the mug she was washing and hastily made her way around the counter to dash over and thrown her arms around Jena. \"It's been forever! How have you been!?\"\n\nJena laughed, doing nothing to resist the hug. \"I've been pretty good.\" She hoped she wasn't blushing too much. Freena reminded her a lot of someone she had known a long, long time ago. She was a rat, taller than Jena. Her fur was a more pale white than Jena's cream-colored covering. What really did it was that Freena had platinum blond hair, nearly silver, left loose to hang just above her shoulders. Jena's own was a sandy-tan, kept in a high and fluffy ponytail that hung down to her mid-back. The woman also had those lovely grass green eyes. Jena could find herself getting lost in those eyes sometimes.\n\nFreena seemed to realize she was still squeezing her friend and backed away, her light fur doing nothing to hide the slight blush on her cheeks. \"Ah, so, what can I get you? Your usual?\"\n\nJena nodded as she followed her friend back to the counter, taking a seat on the customer side while Freena moved around to the other. \"Yeah, that sounds nice. And definitely with one of those little cinnamon swirly things.\"\n\nThe barista giggled softly. \"You're in luck. We have just two of them left.\" She started the coffee to brew a fresh pot.\n\n\"Well then, I guess I'll get both of them.\"\n\nFreena glanced over her shoulder. \"Two? Getting greedy, huh? Then again, maybe it'll put a little meat on your bones.\"\n\nShe laughed softly. \"Maybe.\" She was pretty thin, but hardly sickly. So many years later, she still had the body of a dancer, even if she had not danced since she left her home. \"But only one of them is for me.\"\n\nFreena chuckled softly, her thin tail swishing a little as she reached into the pastry shelf to grab the two cinnamon swirls. \"Oh? Are you expecting some company?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yeah. I've got this really cute rat that I'm hoping to share it with. Lovely thing, with silver hair and the sweetest voice. Makes a mean cup of coffee, too.\"\n\nThe barista couldn't help but laugh. \"Oh. Well, I sure hope they accept your offer.\" Her tail started to swish a little more, the little yellow ribbon tied at the end swaying with her movements. Jena had given her that as a gift, though hadn't told her fully what it meant. Where she was from, ribbons like that were similar to engagement rings. Here, it was just a pretty accessory. One the taller rat was more than happy to wear. Something that made Jena smile whenever she saw it.\n\nShe leaned against the counter, propping her elbows against the surface and resting her chin in her hands. \"Well? Are you going to accept? It's not like there's anyone else here right now, so I'm not stealing you away from customers.\"\n\nFreena grunted, but with a smile still stuck on her lips. \"Oh, but you would totally steal me away from them.\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Guilty.\"\n\nFreena set two mugs down, then two plates with the pastries. \"Well. I guess I have no choice.\" She poured the coffee into two mugs, then pulled a stool over so she could sit at the counter and smile at her friend. \"So, where have you been this time?\"\n\nJena grinned. \"Taming demons.\" Technically true.\n\nThe woman couldn't help but laugh. \"You know I can't tell if you're serious or not sometimes. You say such wild stories of grand adventures. I think you just tell a good story. I mean you're, what, 30? You can't have gone to as many places as you say.\"\n\nShe shook her head. \"I'm not as young as I look.\" An understatement if ever there was one.\n\nFreena smirked, reaching out to take her friend's hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. \"I thought the trope was for women to say they were younger than they are.\"\n\nJena chuckled, shifting her hand to return the squeeze. \"Maybe. But I'm not like most women.\" She gave a wink, making the rat across from her giggle again. \"Besides, even if they are just stories, you could say it's just another thing I'm good at doing with my mouth.\"\n\nThe barista nearly choked on the coffee as she took a sip, her face flushed even more. \"Oh, I'm sure...\" Her tail swished even more as she laced her fingers through Jena's. She leaned a little over the counter. \"But I wouldn't mind you showing me even more of what that mouth can do.\"\n\nJena smiled, leaning in as well. \"Oh? Might just have to give you another little demonstration...\" She leaned in a little more, and was just about to plant a kiss on Freena's lips when the bell above the door rang and a gruff voice called out.\n\n\"Well, ain't that a pretty sight! Care to share somma that sugar, gals?\" Jena glanced over to see a trio of rough looking guys walking into the place. All three were dogs, two of them some mixed breed, their fur mottled brown and scruffy, possibly brothers by how closely they resembled each other. Though one was larger than the other, probably a steroid user... or some kind of potion equivalent to steroids, at least. The third, a black-furred terrier of some kind, was not as burly as the other two, but walked with the most swagger. Probably the leader. All three wore leather jackets and jeans, and t-shirts one size too tight so they could show off their muscles. The jackets all had the same emblem emblazoned upon the breast pocket, a red wing set in flames. They screamed biker gang to Jena. Or whatever this realm's equivalent was.\n\nFreena let out a sigh, leaning back away and slipping her hand out of Jena's grasp. She crossed her arms over her chest. \"What do you want this time, Bisha?\" Her voice got a very terse tone to it. \"I already told you, I'm not paying you lot anything, so you can just go clear off.\"\n\nThe terrier, apparently Bisha, stepped forward, a smug grin on his face. \"Oh? Now that's a real shame.\" He stood in front of Jena, reaching out to brush his fingers against her cheek. \"Gonna tell me who your cute friend here is?\"\n\nJena batted his hand away. \"None of your business who I am.\" She stared him directly in the eyes. \"Now, if you know what's good for you, you'll do as the nice lady says and get the fuck out.\"\n\nBisha laughed. \"Oh, this rodent has some fire!\" He held up his hand close to her face again. \"I've got fire, too.\" The dog's hand ignited a moment later, a blue flame covering it, but not burning him. Though she could feel the heat so close to her face. She still didn't flinch. Her fingers twitching a little, slowly reaching out as if to grasp at something.\n\nA hand rested on her shoulder. \"Jena, please, don't... don't provoke them.\" Freena's voice was soft, but pleading. Jena glanced to the side at her friend, seeing the look in her eyes.\n\nWith a sigh, she lowered her hand back to her side, leaving it empty. \"Fine.\"\n\nBisha smirked, lowering his own hand as the flames extinguished. \"That's more like it. Be sure to listen to your pretty little friend if you don't want to get hurt.\" Jena took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. This man was really trying her patience. He turned his attention back to Freena. \"Now, you gonna pay us, silver-cap?\"\n\nThe woman let out a sigh. \"Look, even if I wanted to, which I don't, I can't pay you. I told you before, I'm just the barista. I can only access what's in the register, and that's only about 80 gips and some change. Most people use credplates to pay. You want to start a protection racket, you'll have to take it up with the owner.\"\n\nThe other dog stepped forward this time. \"And when are they getting in?\"\n\nFreena frowned. \"I don't know. Probably in the morning.\"\n\nBisha shrugged. \"Yeah, we don't really like mornings much. So, if you're not going to pay us...\" He suddenly reached out and grabbed the rat's silver hair, yanking her half-way over the counter, making her cry out in both pain and shock. \"How about we take something else from you!\"\n\nBefore Freena could do much more than let out a surprised yelp, Jena had bolted to her feet. Her hand was out, holding a stylized dagger with a curved blue-green blade that seemingly materialized in her grasp. The tip was less than in inch from Bisha's neck. \"Let her go right now, or I'll be helping her clean your blood off the floor.\" Her tone grew icy cold, her glare lethal.\n\nThe dog let Freena's hair go, holding both of his hands up. Though he still had the shit-eating grin plastered on his face. \"Whoa, you really are one little fireball, aren't ya? You even know how to use that little toy, princess?\" He did still slowly back away, Jena following with the knife still pointed at his throat.\n\nJena narrowed her eyes. \"You want a demonstration?\"\n\nBisha's own gaze flicked to the side, then back to the smaller rodent in front of him. \"Sure.\"\n\n\"JENA! LOOK OUT!\" Freena's warning came too late. One of the other two dogs had moved around behind Jena. Before she could turn, a thick, meaty arm came around, pressing a smaller, but no less dangerous blade against her throat. Then it cut, slicing into her flesh with ease. Her blood gushed out of the wound at an alarming rate, flowing freely down her chest and soaking into her shirt.\n\nBisha backed away quickly as the woman dropped her own knife, grasping at her throat as she collapsed to the ground. \"How's that for a demonstration, bitch!?\" He then looked at the dog that had slit her throat. \"What the fuck, Venat?\"\n\nThe muscular man shrugged, wiping the blood off of his knife using a napkin from a nearby table. \"I don't like cunts like her.\"\n\nBisha sighed, stepping around the growing pool of blood spreading out from the trembling rodent on the ground. \"A little warning next time. You got her blood all over my shoes.\" He wiped his shoe off on Jena's back, leaving a smear of red on her shirt. He then gave her a kick to the side, not getting much of a reaction from her. \"Hmph.\" He then turned his attention back to Freena, the rat just staring wide-eyed as tears soaked into the fur on her cheeks. \"Now, snowcap, how about you? You going to give us the money, or do you want to join your little dyke friend on the floor?\"\n\nShe shook her head in quick, jerky motions. \"I-I... told you... I don't have the money to give you! And th-the register only has a few hundred!\"\n\nThe third dog stepped forward, a lewd smile spreading on his face. \"Maybe we could take something else from you, then. Or do you only spread your legs for other sluts?\"\n\nFreena shook her head more vehemently now, backing away even more. \"N-no!\" She looked behind the dogs. \"Jena! Help! Please!\"\n\nThe third dog laughed. \"Looking for help from a corpse?\"\n\nBisha chuckled. \"Like Dans said. Your friend is dead. Or will be in a minute. Nothing she can do to help you now.\"\n\n\"Willing to bet your life on that?\" All three men froze as they heard the voice from behind them. The very female, and very pissed off voice.\n\nVenat turned to look behind him, seeing Jena rising to her feet slowly. Her shirt was still coated in her own blood, but the wound on her throat was completely gone, like it was never there. \"What the f-\" Before he could say any more, she launched herself forward. She planted one foot on the floor as she turned slightly, planting her other foot right under his chin in a kick that sent the large man into the air. He crashed back down a moment later onto one of the tables, bouncing off and falling to the floor, the table falling over with him.\n\n\"Shit!\" Dans flinched away as he saw his brother tumbling to the ground. He rushed over to Venat, crouching down and shaking him. \"Hey, wake up!\"\n\nJena tilted her head, not having expected to knock the biggest of them out with just one kick. \"Consider that payback for ruining my shirt.\"\n\nDans growled. \"Oh, you're fuckin' dead, you fuckin' stuck up bitch!\" He charged at Jena, practically shoving Bisha out of the way to get to her. Just as he got within reach, she shifted her center of gravity to the side, easily avoiding his attempt to grab her hair. She ducked under a wide swing of his fist, then shifted the other way to avoid a straight punch. \"Stand still!\"\n\nShe grunted as she turned to avoid an attempt to kick at her belly. \"That's not how fights work, dumbass.\" She shifted to avoid another punch. \"This isn't a turn-based RPG.\" When he threw his fist out again, she shifted to the side, then moved forward and slammed her knee into his stomach as hard as she could, knocking the breath out of his lungs in a great whoosh. Before he could stagger back, she grabbed his shoulder with one hand, her other wrapping around to grab the back of his head. Turning, she dragged him forward, smashing his face against the wall. There was a crunch with his cry of pain, and a splatter of blood left on the wall where his nose had struck. He bounced off and she let him collapse to the floor. He writhed and grabbed at his bloody, broken nose.\n\nShe sighed and shook her head. \"Do you all have glass jaws?\" She looked up in time for a hand to suddenly grasp her face.\n\n\"Fuck you.\" Bisha growled, then ignited his hand as he had before. Just as before, he was not burnt by the blue flames. Jena, however, was, her fur catching and scorching in an instant, along with her skin. \"You can fucking burn for embarrassing my boys, you shitty little r-\" His voice cut out as a foot was slammed right between his legs, smashing into his balls. He let go of Jena's face, the flames around his hand vanishing as stumbling back a step before sinking to the floor, grasping at his crotch.\n\nJena took a deep breath, her face covered in burns in the shape of the man's hand. \"Yup. All pushovers.\" As she stared down at him, the burns seemed to almost reverse upon her, like rewinding a tape. Within seconds, they were totally healed, just like the wound on her neck, as if it had never happened.\n\nBisha groaned, trying to regain as much composure as he could, even as he still lay on the floor. \"The fuck are you? Some kinda ghost?\"\n\nShe crouched down beside Bisha. \"Sure. I'm the spirit of retribution. Now, I've been very nice and let you and your little pissant posse live. I even made sure not to do any major damage. Are you going to take my message and leave while you still can under your own power, or are you going to keep being stupid and force me to break something more than a nose and some pride?\"\n\nThe dog growled at her again, but he was clearly second guessing his options. He spat to the side. \"Fine.\" He pushed himself up, holding his hands out. \"We'll leave.\"\n\n\"And you won't come back.\"\n\nHe scowled. \"Yeah, and we won't come back.\" He didn't take his gaze off of her as he spoke to the side. \"Dans. Grab your useless brother's sleeping ass. We're leaving.\"\n\nDans let out a low growl. \"What!? Fuck that! This cunt just-\"\n\n\"STASH IT!\" Bisha gave him a hard look. \"We're done here. You saw her fucking heal my burn and fucking come back from the fucking dead! Fucking with a fucking immortal fuck isn't fucking worth it.\" She rolled her eyes. He really needed to learn some new words.\n\nDans looked like he was going to argue, but then just spat to the side. \"Fine.\" He moved over to his brother, who was starting to come around a little. He put one of the bigger mans arms around his shoulders and hauled him up to his feet. \"C'mon, bro. Boss says we're leaving.\" Venat just let out some mumbled grunt of a response. The two made their way to the door, Bisha following after... still with a slight limp.\n\nJena put her hands on her hips. \"If I catch any of you three causing trouble here again, you'll be leaving in a rubber bag next time.\"\n\nBisha waved his hand, then made a rude gesture with three fingers. The equivalent of a middle finger in this realm. \"Yeah, we get it, ya scrawny cunt. We'll stay away from your bed buddy and her shop. Just hope we don't catch you in a dark alley, or you'll be the one in a body bag.\" She rolled her eyes again, but didn't bother to respond, just letting the three stumble their way out with as much bravado as they could muster. Which wasn't much.\n\nOnce the three were gone, she let out a heavy breath. \"Dammit.\" She looked down at her polo, the thing completely sodden with her blood. \"I liked this shirt.\" Turning back around, she gave a smile to Freena. \"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to cause a scene.\"\n\nFreena was staring at her, eyes as wide as dinner plates. \"W-what... are you?\"\n\nShe let out a sigh. \"It's... a very long story.\" She moved over to the table that had gotten knocked over, pulling it up to right it again. \"I'll explain... and help clean this mess up, but you should get some soapy water and a mop.\" She looked down at her shirt. \"And... maybe a spare shirt if you have one...\" Freena nodded quickly, hurriedly rushing to the back room to get the water and mops. While she was back there, Jena moved to the front door and flipped the sign from 'Open' to 'Closed.' The last thing either of them needed was someone coming in to see this mess.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n\"So you're... what, immortal? Like he said?\"\n\nJena shrugged. \"Kind of?\" She was now wearing one of her friend's shirts, though it was a few sizes too big for her and hung oddly on her smaller frame. \"Any injury done to me heals really quickly. And yes, I mean ANY injury. Even fatal ones.\" The two had finished cleaning, and were now sitting in the bakery with fresh cups of coffee while they talked. \n\nThe rat tilted her head. \"So... what, you could survive having your head cut off or something?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yup. I've had that happen a few times. Never fun. And worse, too. I've been burnt, crushed, shot, blown up, cut into pieces... nothing sticks.\" There was even more, but she didn't want to go into too many gory details.\n\nFreena winced as she heard the list of gruesome things done to her friend. \"How... does that work? Like, do you just regrow new parts?\"\n\nShe shook her had. \"Not quite. Usually it just kind of... reforms. Not grow back, more like... manifest a new one. Or just a new me. Sometimes there's a bit of a light show with it, but normally it just kind of happens.\" She sipped at her coffee. \"And yes, the old parts still stick around afterwards. Like all the blood on my shirt.\" She sighed softly. \"Sorry again about making such a mess. I keep trying to avoid situations, but stuff like this keeps happening around me, no matter where I go.\" She hadn't told Freena about her realmstepping yet. Learning her friend was nigh immortal was probably enough for one night.\n\nThe rat stared into her coffee. \"So... does it also... stop you aging? Is that why you keep saying you're older than you look? Just how old are you?\"\n\nJena winced. \"Yeah... it does mean I don't age anymore. As for just how old I am... that's... not an easy question to answer.\" Different realms had different flows of time, different lengths for hours, days, and years. By her best guess, several hundred years by her original world's time, possibly thousands, but it was nearly impossible to know for sure. \"Old enough that I don't know anymore.\"\n\nFreena nodded slowly, though she was still having a hard time wrapping her head around all of that. She had seen and heard of all kinds of magic, but this was something else entirely. Even the best healing magic usually left some kind of scar or mark, and they certainly couldn't bring someone back from the dead... not without necromancy. \"You're... not some kind of zombie or undead or something, are you?\"\n\nJena laughed softly. \"No.\" She reached out, gently touching the woman's forearm. \"I'm still warm and alive. I won't say I'm just some normal woman with an odd ability, but I'm not some god or anything, either.\" She grinned a little more. \"Hell, I can't even use normal magic.\" She paused. \"Not anymore, at least. My people had a form of ritualistic magic that used multiple dancers at a very specific location, but it's impossible to do by yourself. And that place is... long gone.\"\n\nThe rat looked up. \"Who were your people?\"\n\nShe hesitated for a long moment. \"Cleyrans. We lived atop the great tree of Cleyra, a massive mountain-sized tree in the middle of a desert. The magic was used to keep a sandstorm barrier around the tree, keeping us protected and isolated from the outside world. But... well, there was a war, and the tree was completely destroyed... along with almost all of my people.\"\n\nFreena's expression fell. \"Oh... I'm so sorry. Are there any still around?\"\n\n\"Yes...\" Jena hesitated again. \"But you're not likely to ever meet any. I've said it before, but not only am I very old, but I'm not from anywhere near here. You won't find Cleyra in any mythology or history books. It's... very complicated, and would take even longer to explain, and I don't even have all the answers myself.\"\n\nFreena smiled a little. \"Well, I have always thought there was something different about you. That you were unique.\" Her eyes glanced up at Jena's long ears. \"Though I've always wondered if you were just part rabbit or something... Guess you're even more unique.\"\n\nThe cleyran smirked. \"Yeah. I guess so. And it probably goes without saying, but... don't tell people about me. It just brings trouble.\"\n\nFreena nodded, then glanced up at the clock on the wall. \"Wow, it's getting kind of late. I should... probably be getting home.\" She stood up, then glanced at the mug in front of her friend. \"I'll take your mug if you're done.\"\n\n\"Oh, sure.\" Jena lifted her coffee mug and drank what little was left in it, then set it back down. \"There you go. Thanks.\"\n\n\"Of course.\" Freena smiled softly, picking it and her own mug up, though hers was only half drunk. She carried them behind the counter to quickly clean them. \"You can... keep the shirt, by the way. At least until you can get back home.\" Once she was done with the cleaning, she motioned to the front door. \"C'mon, let's head out so I can lock up.\"\n\nJena was already on her feet. \"Thanks again.\" She followed her friend outside and watched as she locked the door behind her. \"Hey, I should... probably at least walk you home. In case the troglodyte trio is waiting or called some friends or something.\"\n\nFreena let out a slight squeek, and Jena could see a blush on her face again. \"Oh... y-yeah. I don't live too far, but that's probably a good idea.\" She smiled at her friend. \"Um... just this way.\" She started walking in the direction of the houses in the distance. The two walked side by side, and somewhere along the way, Jena felt a hand brush her own several times. It wasn't long before their hands were held together again, fingers laced together. Even though they walked in silence, the two rodents smiled, just happy to be in each other's company.\n\nSoon, they arrived. The building was not large, but it was still split into four separate apartments, two on top, two on bottom. Freena walked to the green door marked with the letter A. \"Well... this is me.\" She fished her keys out of her pocket and unlocked the door, then turned back to look at Jena. \"Today was... um...\"\n\n\"A lot?\"\n\nThe rat laughed softly. \"Yeah. But... I never did say thank you. For keeping me safe, I mean. So, um... thank you.\"\n\nJena nodded, smiling softly. \"You're welcome. I'm just sorry that I ended up making a bit of a mess of the bakery... and kind of damaging that table.\"\n\nFreena smirked. \"It's fine. Those three would probably have done a whole lot worse. At least you didn't throw them through a window or something.\"\n\n\"Yeah, well... That would be a lot harder to clean up.\" The two nodded slowly, an awkward silence lingering between them. \"I should-\"\n\n\"Did you wan-\" The two paused as they spoke in unison, then laughed at their awkwardness. \"Sorry, go ahead.\"\n\nJena shook her head. \"No, what were you going to say?\"\n\nFreena blushed again. \"Oh, um... I was... just... wondering if you'd... like to come in?\" Her blush got even more visible as she quickly added. \"Unless you had somewhere else to be! N-not that I think you're homeless or something!\" She let out a breath. \"Ugh, I'm bad at this!\"\n\nJena couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, walking closer to her friend. \"Sure. I'd love to.\" She reached out, gently resting her hand against the rat's flushed cheek. \"I never did give you that demonstration of what other things my mouth can do.\" That got a squeak in response, and the blush growing even more. \"If you're still interested, that is.\"\n\nFreena nodded quickly, feeling her heart racing in her chest, especially as Jena was so close now. Close enough she could feel the other woman's warmth through their clothes. Or maybe that was just her own warmth. \"Y-yes.\" She cleared her throat. \"Yes, um... I'd... I'd like that.\" She pushed the door open and stepped inside, letting her friend follow inside, which Jena happily did. She made sure to close the door behind her, even though she had to use her foot to do it as there was suddenly a body against her own, a mouth pressed to hers, and arms around her middle.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nLike the rest of the apartment, the bedroom was not particularly large. Big enough to fit the queen sized bed. The closet was not quite walk-in, but it was deep enough that a small set of drawers was tucked far enough inside that the door could close again. There was not much in the way of decoration on the eggshell walls, just one full length mirror near the closet itself. A single bedside table sat beside the bed, with an alarm clock and a small lamp that only provided a dim glow. Behind the bed itself was a single window, covered in blackout curtains to keep the room mostly dark even during the day. Not that either of the women in the room were paying any attention to their surroundings right now.\n\nJena and Freena still had their arms wrapped around each other and lips locked as they barged through the door. Freena was mostly guiding the way, but somehow it still felt like the smaller rodent was the one leading. Without even bothering to close the bedroom door behind them, the two fell onto the bed, Jena on top. It was only then that she finally broke the passionate kiss she had started at the front door. She shifted to straddle the rat under her, both panting with desire... and the effort of moving through the house locked together has they had been.\n\nWithout saying anything, Jena reached down and grabbed the bottom of the borrowed shirt, pulling the ill-fitting thing up and over her head, only to toss it to the side. It left her torso completely bare and within view of the blushing woman under her. The Cleyran was thin, but fit, with a flat, toned belly. While not completely flat, her breasts were small enough not to need a bra. Freena could do little more than stare up at them. Jena had teased her a lot, and the two flirted openly, but this was the first time they had ever gone this far. Freena had fantasized about it a lot, and fingered herself more than a few times thinking of her enigmatic wandering friend.\n\nThe next thing she knew, her own shirt was being tugged up. She lifted her shoulders enough that the fabric could be pulled over her head, the shirt turning inside out in the process with how fast it was tugged off and cast away. While not quite as thin as Jena, she was less toned, her soft belly now visible. As were her breasts, bigger than Jena's, they were held by a simple and basic bra. Jena's deft fingers made quick work of the clasp, and soon that, too, was discarded to the side, leaving her breasts free. Those same deft fingers rested against the soft mounds, palms pressed against her hard nipples. She moaned as they were squeezed. \"I've... wanted this for so long...\"\n\nJena smiled wider. \"So have I.\" She leaned down, nuzzling under the rat's chin and gave her neck a gentle kiss. Then a lick, which got a soft gasping breath in response. She started to trail her kisses and little licks down along the white fur, past her collarbone, down between her breasts. She gave each a gentle kiss, making sure to give each nipple a flick of her tongue, getting a moan from that. She didn't linger too long, trailing her mouth down further. She shifted her hips back and her kisses slid down to the exposed soft belly, feeling the woman under her squirming a little, but not resisting as she enjoyed the teasing. She had to slip off of the bed to move further down, her lips brushing past the rat's navel, getting a little giggle from her. \"Oh, ticklish?\"\n\nFreena nodded slightly. \"A little...\"\n\n\"Well, I won't tease you too badly.\" She still kissed around the navel a little more, getting a few more giggles from her friend. Then she trailed lower, until she was at the waist of Freena's trousers. Her hands finally relinquished their hold on the soft breasts, following down the body, fingers gently brushing along Freena's sides, until they joined her mouth at the waist. She didn't ask any permission, knowing the answer already, and quickly worked to open the waist, using her teeth to pull the button free. All the while, Freena let out soft moans and shallow gasping breaths from her growing excitement.\n\nUnlike the shirt and bra, Jena took her time sliding the pants down. First revealing the simple lavender panties, and getting hit with the full scent of the woman's arousal. As she pulled the pants further down, soft thighs came into view, then the calves, down to her bare feet, and finally pulled them off entirely. Dropping the pants onto the floor, she turned her attention to the revealed panties. \"Cute.\" That got a squeak from her friend, getting another as she moved up closer to gently nuzzle her nose up against her crotch. She took a deep breath through her nose, taking in the lovely scent of need and desire. She also noted they were just slightly damp at the crotch. Her own were probably just as messy by now.\n\nAfter a little more teasing, her fingers hooked into the waist of the panties, slowly peeling them down. Freena gasped and started to breathe harder as the clothing was pulled away, her sex fully revealed in the process. When the last piece of clothing was pulled off and discarded, Jena looked at the now fully naked woman. \"Yup. Very cute.\" She smiled. \"And very pretty.\" She rested a hand against one of Freena's thighs, fingers gently rubbing against the inner area, feeling the muscles quivering a little under her touch.\n\nFreena whined slightly. \"I thought you said you wouldn't tease me too much...\"\n\n\"I didn't say I wouldn't tease you at all, though.\" She continued to gently rub at the thigh, enjoying seeing the woman squirm a little in desperation. \"Though I wasn't teasing when I said you were very pretty. I meant it.\"\n\nThe rat whined again, then grunted a little. \"Well... you are still teasing. I'm all naked in front of you, and you're still half dressed...\" She feigned a frown. \"Hardly seems fair.\"\n\nJena tilted her head a little. \"Hmm... I guess you're right.\" She slowly trailed her hand back down the leg. \"Guess I'll have to fix that.\" She reached down to start undoing her own pants, pulling the waist open and letting gravity do the rest. They fell down her own toned legs and were swiftly kicked to the side, leaving her in just her maroon panties. And there was indeed quite the wet spot at her crotch. Glancing up, she saw her friend's gaze fixed onto that spot. She grinned, and hooked her thumbs into her panties, tugging them down her legs and tossing them with the rest of the clothing on the floor. Standing back up, she put her hands on her hips, happily showing herself off. \"There you go. Happy now?\"\n\nFreena nodded quickly, eyes still transfixed upon the woman before her. Jena's legs were also lightly toned like the rest of her, covered in that off-white fur just a shade darker than her own. With Jena's sandy-tan hair being so long and bushy, she had expected to see at least a patch of it between those legs, but there was nothing but the same fur. She also got to see just how turned on Jena was, her exposed pussy glistening with arousal, almost to the point of drooling. It made her heart flutter in her chest. Not only seeing such a gorgeous woman in front of her like this, but that she was just as turned on as herself. \"Yes. Very happy.\"\n\n\"Good.\" Jena moved back onto the bed, crawling up along Freena's body. The two could feel the heat coming from the other. She moved up, until she could lower herself and press her small breasts against Freena's, rubbing their nipples against each other. Both moaned, Freena a little louder. Then she felt the damp pussy being rested against her lower belly, just above her own, Jena resting herself fully atop her. The cleyran smiled, leaning her nose under Freena's chin to kiss her neck again. She smiled at the soft moans she was getting from the little kisses, and started to gently rub herself against her. \"Mmm, you're so soft.\"\n\nFreena smiled, reaching up to put her arms around her friend, holding her gently. \"And you're very warm.\" She tilted her head down a little, nudging her face against Jena's. She got the idea, and soon their lips met in another kiss, which quickly grew deeper. Jena's hips ground against her a little harder, leaving a damp spot just above her crotch. Jena shifted just slightly to the side, enough that she could slip her leg between Freena's and press her thigh against her sex. The rat tensed up a little, her hips pushing up to rub herself against the firm leg.\n\nIt was Freena that finally broke the kiss, panting heavily and moaning a little. \"I... I want to taste you...\"\n\nJena giggled softly. \"I thought you already were.\" She stuck her tongue out, which had just been inside of the rat's mouth moments before.\n\nFreena blushed a little, but also frowned. \"You know what I mean!\"\n\n\"Do I?\" Jena tilted her head, her tone teasing and a little singsong.\n\nThe rat grunted. \"You're going to make me say it, aren't you?\" She huffed. \"Fine. I... want you to sit on my face! I want to taste your pussy!\"\n\n\"O~oh.\" Jena giggled softly. \"Well, since you asked so nicely.\" She dragged her leg against Freena's pussy again, making the woman gasp. She crawled a little father up the bed, turning around and straddling her lover's head, her damp slit hovering above the woman's mouth. She could feel the hot breaths puffing out against her lower lips as the woman panted slightly. \"Enjoying the vie-AH!\" She let out a surprised cry as a pair of hands suddenly gripped her firm ass, dragging her down those last few inches. Freena's mouth pressed right against her crotch, tongue slipping out to start lapping at her juices. \"Eager, aren't we?\" She did still moan as the tongue continued to slide along her lips. \"Mmm... good girl.\"\n\nFreena was in heaven. She very happily lapped at the juices, a little surprised by just how much there was. She felt some of it drool down her chin. It tasted amazing, like nothing she had ever tasted before... though the only pussy juices she had ever tasted before was her own when cleaning her fingers. There weren't a whole lot of gay women in the small town, and she didn't like going to the big city, so she had never really had a girlfriend. Not since grade school, and the two hadn't done anything more than kissing. Not to mention, there were still some people in town that were pretty vocal against gay people for some reason. With how amazing the woman atop her tasted, it was worth the wait. She simply could not get enough, her tongue slipping between that slit to get even more.\n\nJena moaned louder as the tongue pushed up past her lips. \"Mmm... that's it. Get that tongue nice and deep.\" She gently ground her hips against Freena's face, not that the rat seemed to need any encouragement. She leaned forward a little, resting her hands against Freena's breasts and squeezing them again. She wasn't a breast woman, more of a thigh gal, but she did appreciate a nice set that weren't too big. Enough that she could grasp each in her long-fingered hands and give them a squeeze. It made Freena moan, which sent little vibrations up through her mouth and tongue. Enough that Jena moaned louder for her, her inner walls squeezing a little around the tongue. \"Mmph... that's good...\"\n\nShe closed her eyes, letting herself enjoy this. \"S-sorry if... it's a bit much...\" She could hear the wet slurping sound under her. \"I... get kind of really wet when turned on...\" She gasped as the tongue flicked against her swollen clit. \"Ah... fuck... keep going!\" She started to grind her hips a little harder, her thin tail whipping behind her. The hands gripping her ass held firm, even as her hips started to move more and more. \"Fuck... I'm almost there!\" She panted heavier, not holding her moans back at all. She moved her hands to rest on the bed, only to suddenly grip at Freena's thighs when the tongue flicked against her clit again and again. \"Ah... f-fuck!\" The woman was very good at this, her juices flowing freely into Freena's eager mouth now.\n\n\"Fuck... fuck... AHH!\" She cried out and gripped the rat's legs hard. Her pussy clenched and quivered, and suddenly it was awash with her juices as she came. She leaned down more, her head against Freena's belly as she continued to moan and cry out in pleasure, her hips bucking as her juices splashed out against the tongue. Freena eagerly drank all she could, even as her face became a mess, fur matted from the overload of pussy juices flowing down at her. She stopped flicking her tongue around, just leaving it pressed against the lips to keep them parted slightly, letting her drink all she was given.\n\nIt was only a few seconds, but it felt so much longer for both of them. When the orgasm finally started to fade, Jena's muscles relaxed, her body slumping slightly against the woman. She gasped when the tongue lapped a little more at her lips. \"H-hey... c-careful!\" She gasped again, tensing up with how overly-sensitive she was now. Thankfully, Freena was just lapping some of the excess away, not going back for seconds.\n\nThe rat pulled her mouth away. \"Sorry... just had to have another taste.\" She licked her lips. \"I think I could get addicted to that. Do you always flow that much? I don't think I've ever seen a woman get that wet, even in porn!\"\n\nJena laughed slightly, lifting her hips up and off of Freena's face, only to rest them on the woman's chest instead. Her pussy still drooled a little, getting more of Freena's fur wet. \"Yeah... always have...\" She took several deep breaths. \"Ah... but I haven't cum that hard in a long time...\" She hadn't cum in general in a while. Toys and her own fingers barely did anything for her anymore.\n\nFreena smiled. \"Well, I'm happy to have given that to you.\" She leaned her head back a little, taking a few deep breaths. With so much of the woman's juices matting the fur on her face, her nose was filled with nothing but the lovely scent of her arousal. She watched Jena's thin tail still swaying behind her. It was much thinner than her own, and it wasn't furless, but covered in the same short, off-white fur that covered the rest of her.\n\nAfter catching her breath, and nuzzling into the soft belly for a little while, Jena moved a little more down. Without saying anything, she leaned down and dragged her tongue along the top of Freena's slit, getting a gasp from the woman. \"Can't go leaving you hanging, now can I?\"\n\n\"Y-you don't ha~aahhh...\" Her voice trailed off into a moan as two fingers slid between her damp pussy lips. She decided not to complain and just enjoy the attention. Which was good, since Jena was not about to stop anyway. She curled the two fingers as she stared to slowly pump them, listening to the moans. When Freena gasped louder, she knew she found what she was looking for. She moved so she could pump her fingers a little harder, rubbing that one particular spot. Her other hand moved to tease against the swollen clit, making the rat moan and gasp even more.\n\nIt was not long before the moans were much louder. \"Oh... gods, that feels... so good!\" She had never felt anything like this when fingering herself. Pleasure constantly ran through her whole body.\n\nJena giggled. \"You haven't felt anything yet.\" She started to rub even harder, both along the inner walls and along the clit, making Freena cry out louder. She felt how the muscles along the woman's body clenched, not just the inner walls, but her belly kept contracting. Soon, her hips were bucking more and more as the pleasure continued to rise and build rapidly.\n\nFaster than Freena was used to. \"J-Jena! I-I'm... ah... gods... It's...\" She yelped as another shudder of pleasure ran through her.\n\nJena grinned wide. \"Don't hold it back, sexy. Let it all flow out.\" The rat was letting quite a bit flow already. She had never felt that wet before, the room filled with the sounds as Jena's hand was soaked in the juices.\n\nFreena's cries grew louder as she got closer, feeling like she was past her normal point of cumming. \"Jena! I'm... I'm almost...\" She had to grip at the sheets, but was unable to keep her hips from bucking more and more. The pressure inside of her built up to the point she felt like she might explode. Then it struck, an orgasm like she had never felt before. She let out almost a scream of pleasure as she came, her hips bucking wildly. And she did something she never thought she could. Her pussy suddenly started to spray her juices out in heavy splashes, each with a loud scream of her ecstasy.\n\nJena just held onto the the woman, riding her and watching the spray of juices splash out onto her hand and the bed, and even enough to hit the floor. Then Freena went almost limp under her, panting heavily. Jena leaned forward, gently running her tongue along the lips again, making the rat shudder and take shaky gasps. \"Mmm, good girl.\"\n\nIt took several seconds before Freena could speak again. \"I... I didn't... know I could... do that...\"\n\nThe cleyran smirked, finally pushing herself up and moving around to lay beside her exhausted friend. \"You just need to know where to hit. Doesn't always work quite that well.\" She leaned over, giving her cheek a gentle kiss. \"You really must have been pent up.\" Freena just blushed, nodding slightly. \"It's okay. I was, too.\" She shifted a little to nuzzle under the rat's chin, letting her catch her breath, one arm draped over to hold her gently.\n\nThe two remained like this for several minutes, even after Freena had caught her breath. She was really enjoying the moment, not wanting to spoil it. But she did have to speak up. \"You can... stay the night here... if you want.\"\n\nJena smiled. \"Yeah... I do.\" She smiled as Freena moved an arm under her to hold her. She closed her eyes, also enjoying this moment. \"I'll stay.\" The two women remained held in each others arms as they eventually drifted off to sleep.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nFreena let out a soft moan as she woke. She took a deep breath, not wanting to wake from such a comfortable sleep, but consciousness demanded her attention. So she slowly opened her eyes. She was still naked, but a light sheet had been draped over her. She turned, then blinked. There was no one else in the bed. \"Jena?\" She sat up, looking around. Her clothes were still on the floor, but had been neatly folded and left in a small pile. Including the shirt she had let Jena wear the day before. She sighed slightly. \"Oh... I guess she didn't stay...\"\n\nIt wasn't until she was leaving the bathroom from her morning pee that she realized she was smelling something in the house. Fresh coffee... and something cooking. It smelled lovely, whatever it was. She made her way to the kitchen, peaking inside. She smiled at the sight she got. Jena was standing in front of the stove, cooking what looked like eggs. There was already a plate of freshly cooked bacon on a pair of plates. The cream-furred woman was also completely naked... mostly. She had a blue apron tied around her front, though it left her shapely ass completely exposed, thin tail slowly waving behind her as she hummed to herself. Freena thought that was somehow even more sexy than seeing the woman fully nude. \"Oh... I thought you left...\"\n\nJena glanced over her shoulder, giving the woman a warm smile. \"Kinda. I had to grab a few things.\" She motioned to the apron, which was not Freena's. \"Also went to get the fixings for breakfast so I'm not using all of your stuff.\" She hooked a thumb at the coffee maker, which had a half-filled pot. \"Did use your coffee, though. It's better than what I have at home.\" She turned her attention back to the eggs, expertly flipping them by simply flicking the pan. \"I also had to get some fresh clothes.\"\n\n\"Fresh clothes?\" Freena moved more fully into the kitchen, and saw the small duffel bag on the floor by the wall. \"Wait, you got dressed, left, came back and got naked again?\"\n\n\"Yup.\" Jena's tail flicked from side to side as she slowly wiggled her hips. \"I didn't think you'd mind.\" She slid the eggs onto the plates with the bacon. \"But I figured I should have a change of clothes or two if I'm going to be sticking around for a while.\" She turned off the stove, then picked up the plates, carrying them over to the table and setting them down. \"Here you go.\"\n\nFreena sat down in one of the chairs. \"Th-thank you.\" She smiled. \"Sticking around for a while?\"\n\n\"Yeah.\" Jena slipped the apron off, draping it over the back of her chair before sitting down. \"Oh, don't worry. I wasn't going to spring staying here on you. I can find a motel in town to stay at for a while.\"\n\n\"Oh...\" Freena almost felt disappointed. \"I... wouldn't mind... putting you up for a while.\" She used her fork to get some of the eggs cut. She blinked when she tasted them. \"Holy crap these are good!\"\n\nJena giggled. \"The secret is cooking the eggs in the bacon grease.\" She pointed at the strips of bacon. \"Also, maple bacon. Adds a lovely sweetness.\"\n\n\"Maple?\" The rat picked up one of the pieces of meat and took a bite. It was just the right kind of crispy without being burnt. It was also absolutely delectable. \"Gods... that's amazing!\"\n\n\"I thought you'd like it.\" Jena went about eating her own breakfast. \"And I appreciate the offer, but I wouldn't want to put you on the spot so suddenly.\"\n\n\"I don't mind!\" Freena answered so fast, it surprised even herself. \"I-I mean... I don't mind if you... stay here with me.\" She smiled as she took another bite of the lovely bacon. \"Especially if I get to eat things like this every morning!\"\n\n\"And eat things like me every night?\" Jena giggled as Freena nearly choked on her eggs.\n\n\"I-I mean... that's nice, too...\" She found herself blushing even more. \"But only if you want to...\"\n\nJena got quiet as she thought about it. \"I would.\" She reached out, taking one of Freena's hands. \"Thank you. Though I can't say I won't be a little awkward. It's been a long time since I've... y'know... done the living with someone thing.\"\n\nFreena laughed softly. \"It's okay. It'll be a first for me!\" She turned her hand over to hold Jena's, giving it a squeeze. \"Last night was a bunch of firsts, too, so... I'm okay with more.\"\n\nThe cleyran smiled wide. She lifted her coffee mug, as if toasting. \"To awkwardness and firsts.\" Freena giggled softly, doing the same with her own coffee. \"So... do you have to go into work today?\"\n\nFreena shook her head. \"No... I'm off today. So I can help you get settled in.\"\n\n\"Oh...\" Jena smirked. \"Well, it won't be hard. I've just got the one bag. I travel light.\" She squeezed the woman's hand gently. \"We can spend the rest of the day... together.\"\n\n\"I'd like that.\"\n\n\"And I can show you all of the fun toys I brought, too.\" Freena squeaked, blushing yet again, but did also nod quickly. Jena laughed. For the first time in a long time, she felt happy.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Crush of the Realmstepper

By XP Author


Jenasys Stryphe walked along the streets of the city known as Alta Ferro. It was a massive city by most standards. Nearly the size of the state of Connecticut, it spanned across the majority of eastern New York, down into what had once been New Jersey and Rhode Island. It started simply enough, just a coastal port city, but it started to spread and sprawl, absorbing other towns and cities. It might as well count as its own state now, with a few suburbs dotting around the edges that would inevitably be taken in as it continued to expand over the decades. Counting 38.3 million inhabitants, it was the second most populated city on the planet, right behind Shanghai's 41.2 million.

At least that is how it worked in this universe. She had seen more than a few variations. She considered this to be the 'prime' variation, where she currently called home... though not the world she came from. This was hardly the first different universe she had come across, or even the first planet called Earth. Jena was unique, even among her own people. Short, lithe, and covered in cream colored fur, she resembled a rat in most ways, but with larger ears. She was actually a Cleyran, though that would mean little to nothing to anyone that heard it. While she was from a world not this one, she was no visitor from the stars. She was from so much farther away. She was from another reality entirely.

Many ages ago, many lives ago, she had awakened a power through means even she was not quite sure of anymore. Maybe some mix of magic and chance, though it was not magic itself, as it followed none of the laws of magic and suffered none of the restrictions, at least as far as she knew. Maybe she always had the power and only awakened to it after a particularly traumatic event. Whatever the cause, the result was she could 'step' between realities.  She had taken to calling it Realmstepping, and had long given up trying to figure out how she could do it. As far as she knew, she was the only one who even could do it. At least she had never met another with the ability, but she was sure there had to be others.

At first, it had been very difficult, and only done by accident. She had long since mastered the ability now. There was no flashy burst of light, no hole in the air that she opened, no warping of reality around her. She simply walked forward, and was somewhere else, as easy as stepping over the threshold between rooms in a house. She could choose to let it be random, or return to somewhere she had been before. Many times, she wished never to return to some places. As for her original home... she longed for it, but at the same time, did not. It had been... many ages, and she knew nothing would be the same. She had other reasons for not wishing to return, as well. Or one reason, even if that reason had likely been dead for a long time by now.

She continued down the paved sidewalk, only to step into a new city. She had seen many of them. Some variation of Alta Ferro seemed to exist in most, similar, but vastly different. This was Astra Ferro, the pavement replaced by metal, the buildings no longer tall towers of steel and stone, but much smoother metal, with small lights dotting their lengths. High above was a dome, showing the stars moving outside. This version was actually a massive city-ship, traveling between the stars. It visited worlds as it pleased, smaller ships coming and going at all times. Robots roamed the streets alongside the inhabitants, servants to their organic masters.

Another step, and now it was Ultra Ferro, the city of superheroes. Those with fantastical powers and outlandish names flew about playing hero in absurd and often impractical costumes, saving the common folk from equally flamboyant villains that would do harm. It was like living in a comic book. She liked to spend time here, watching the happenings from the front row. But this was not her destination today. Another step, and it was Nova Ferro, the city of megacorporations and corruption. Cybernetic and biogenetic enhancements were the order of the day. It was not unusual to see someone with a metal arm, metal legs, or even metal on their faces. A city of massive buildings, smog, neon, and grime.

Another step, and she was where she wanted to be. Ferro Nexi, the realm of magic. It reminded her much of her original world. Whenever she got homesick, this is where she chose to come. Sorcery was commonplace, potions were plentiful, and mystical beings were everyday sights. But it was far more modern than her world had been, even when she had left it so long after her own birth. Shops where you could buy potions and spell tomes were nestled next to coffee shops and clothing stores. You could buy a new suit, scroll of fire, and food for your pet manticore at the local outlet mall. She wondered if her own world would end up like this some day, if given enough centuries to catch up. Perhaps it already had. The only thing missing was airships. She missed flying airships.

Her next step stayed here, moving her forward as anyone else. Wearing a polo shirt and a pair of denim shorts, she did not stand out as much as one would think in a world of magic. The fact that she would have seemed to appear from nowhere would equally leave most unphased. She walked out onto the main sidewalk and joined the parade of people on the sidewalk. Her destination was south, but she took her time. Ferro Nexi was not nearly as oppressive. The buildings were not as tall, and made of more than metal and glass. Some were towers of wood, carved from ancient trees still very much alive thanks to magic and special treatments. Though there were still several million people living in the city, it was not nearly as overpopulated. Overhead, carriages flew just over the street, kept aloft by a slight blue glow along the underside, the result of a levitation enchantment, while actual cars still passed by on the road itself, rolling on wheels and using engines as any other car in any other realm would.

Eventually, Jena made it to the markets. The streets were somehow both more busy and less packed, as people went in and out of shops much more frequently. She continued walking until the crowd thinned out even more, the buildings becoming more spaced apart. Soon, the sidewalk became more of a path as she left the city itself. It was not long before she hit the edge of a suburb instead, a quaint little place called the Village of Bornia. The buildings were far more spaced, none of them more than a few stories tall. Houses dotted the rolling hills in the distance. As much as she had grown accustomed to life in a big city, small towns like this were something special. Nostalgic in so many ways.

The whole journey had taken her a few hours, the sun just starting to set and paint the sky in the oranges and reds of evening. But now her destination was in sight. A small bakery called Treeline Pastries. It was a humble little place, tucked away near the edge of the town. As she got closer, the smell of cinnamon, bread, and coffee filled the air. Coffee had long been her addiction of choice. In her travels across the realms, she had tried a rather large variety, and found that each realm had their own slight differences, but overall it was fairly consistent. The kind in this magical world was very rich in body, but with a natural sweetness and a light aftertaste that lingered.

Of course, the coffee was not the reason she had chosen this particular shop to get her fix. That would be the woman behind the counter. As Jena stepped in, the bell above the door made a light chime, and the barista looked up. Then she beamed. "Welcome to- JENA!" Freena set down the mug she was washing and hastily made her way around the counter to dash over and thrown her arms around Jena. "It's been forever! How have you been!?"

Jena laughed, doing nothing to resist the hug. "I've been pretty good." She hoped she wasn't blushing too much. Freena reminded her a lot of someone she had known a long, long time ago. She was a rat, taller than Jena. Her fur was a more pale white than Jena's cream-colored covering. What really did it was that Freena had platinum blond hair, nearly silver, left loose to hang just above her shoulders. Jena's own was a sandy-tan, kept in a high and fluffy ponytail that hung down to her mid-back. The woman also had those lovely grass green eyes. Jena could find herself getting lost in those eyes sometimes.

Freena seemed to realize she was still squeezing her friend and backed away, her light fur doing nothing to hide the slight blush on her cheeks. "Ah, so, what can I get you? Your usual?"

Jena nodded as she followed her friend back to the counter, taking a seat on the customer side while Freena moved around to the other. "Yeah, that sounds nice. And definitely with one of those little cinnamon swirly things."

The barista giggled softly. "You're in luck. We have just two of them left." She started the coffee to brew a fresh pot.

"Well then, I guess I'll get both of them."

Freena glanced over her shoulder. "Two? Getting greedy, huh? Then again, maybe it'll put a little meat on your bones."

She laughed softly. "Maybe." She was pretty thin, but hardly sickly. So many years later, she still had the body of a dancer, even if she had not danced since she left her home. "But only one of them is for me."

Freena chuckled softly, her thin tail swishing a little as she reached into the pastry shelf to grab the two cinnamon swirls. "Oh? Are you expecting some company?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I've got this really cute rat that I'm hoping to share it with. Lovely thing, with silver hair and the sweetest voice. Makes a mean cup of coffee, too."

The barista couldn't help but laugh. "Oh. Well, I sure hope they accept your offer." Her tail started to swish a little more, the little yellow ribbon tied at the end swaying with her movements. Jena had given her that as a gift, though hadn't told her fully what it meant. Where she was from, ribbons like that were similar to engagement rings. Here, it was just a pretty accessory. One the taller rat was more than happy to wear. Something that made Jena smile whenever she saw it.

She leaned against the counter, propping her elbows against the surface and resting her chin in her hands. "Well? Are you going to accept? It's not like there's anyone else here right now, so I'm not stealing you away from customers."

Freena grunted, but with a smile still stuck on her lips. "Oh, but you would totally steal me away from them."

She nodded. "Guilty."

Freena set two mugs down, then two plates with the pastries. "Well. I guess I have no choice." She poured the coffee into two mugs, then pulled a stool over so she could sit at the counter and smile at her friend. "So, where have you been this time?"

Jena grinned. "Taming demons." Technically true.

The woman couldn't help but laugh. "You know I can't tell if you're serious or not sometimes. You say such wild stories of grand adventures. I think you just tell a good story. I mean you're, what, 30? You can't have gone to as many places as you say."

She shook her head. "I'm not as young as I look." An understatement if ever there was one.

Freena smirked, reaching out to take her friend's hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "I thought the trope was for women to say they were younger than they are."

Jena chuckled, shifting her hand to return the squeeze. "Maybe. But I'm not like most women." She gave a wink, making the rat across from her giggle again. "Besides, even if they are just stories, you could say it's just another thing I'm good at doing with my mouth."

The barista nearly choked on the coffee as she took a sip, her face flushed even more. "Oh, I'm sure..." Her tail swished even more as she laced her fingers through Jena's. She leaned a little over the counter. "But I wouldn't mind you showing me even more of what that mouth can do."

Jena smiled, leaning in as well. "Oh? Might just have to give you another little demonstration..." She leaned in a little more, and was just about to plant a kiss on Freena's lips when the bell above the door rang and a gruff voice called out.

"Well, ain't that a pretty sight! Care to share somma that sugar, gals?" Jena glanced over to see a trio of rough looking guys walking into the place. All three were dogs, two of them some mixed breed, their fur mottled brown and scruffy, possibly brothers by how closely they resembled each other. Though one was larger than the other, probably a steroid user... or some kind of potion equivalent to steroids, at least. The third, a black-furred terrier of some kind, was not as burly as the other two, but walked with the most swagger. Probably the leader. All three wore leather jackets and jeans, and t-shirts one size too tight so they could show off their muscles. The jackets all had the same emblem emblazoned upon the breast pocket, a red wing set in flames. They screamed biker gang to Jena. Or whatever this realm's equivalent was.

Freena let out a sigh, leaning back away and slipping her hand out of Jena's grasp. She crossed her arms over her chest. "What do you want this time, Bisha?" Her voice got a very terse tone to it. "I already told you, I'm not paying you lot anything, so you can just go clear off."

The terrier, apparently Bisha, stepped forward, a smug grin on his face. "Oh? Now that's a real shame." He stood in front of Jena, reaching out to brush his fingers against her cheek. "Gonna tell me who your cute friend here is?"

Jena batted his hand away. "None of your business who I am." She stared him directly in the eyes. "Now, if you know what's good for you, you'll do as the nice lady says and get the fuck out."

Bisha laughed. "Oh, this rodent has some fire!" He held up his hand close to her face again. "I've got fire, too." The dog's hand ignited a moment later, a blue flame covering it, but not burning him. Though she could feel the heat so close to her face. She still didn't flinch. Her fingers twitching a little, slowly reaching out as if to grasp at something.

A hand rested on her shoulder. "Jena, please, don't... don't provoke them." Freena's voice was soft, but pleading. Jena glanced to the side at her friend, seeing the look in her eyes.

With a sigh, she lowered her hand back to her side, leaving it empty. "Fine."

Bisha smirked, lowering his own hand as the flames extinguished. "That's more like it. Be sure to listen to your pretty little friend if you don't want to get hurt." Jena took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. This man was really trying her patience. He turned his attention back to Freena. "Now, you gonna pay us, silver-cap?"

The woman let out a sigh. "Look, even if I wanted to, which I don't, I can't pay you. I told you before, I'm just the barista. I can only access what's in the register, and that's only about 80 gips and some change. Most people use credplates to pay. You want to start a protection racket, you'll have to take it up with the owner."

The other dog stepped forward this time. "And when are they getting in?"

Freena frowned. "I don't know. Probably in the morning."

Bisha shrugged. "Yeah, we don't really like mornings much. So, if you're not going to pay us..." He suddenly reached out and grabbed the rat's silver hair, yanking her half-way over the counter, making her cry out in both pain and shock. "How about we take something else from you!"

Before Freena could do much more than let out a surprised yelp, Jena had bolted to her feet. Her hand was out, holding a stylized dagger with a curved blue-green blade that seemingly materialized in her grasp. The tip was less than in inch from Bisha's neck. "Let her go right now, or I'll be helping her clean your blood off the floor." Her tone grew icy cold, her glare lethal.

The dog let Freena's hair go, holding both of his hands up. Though he still had the shit-eating grin plastered on his face. "Whoa, you really are one little fireball, aren't ya? You even know how to use that little toy, princess?" He did still slowly back away, Jena following with the knife still pointed at his throat.

Jena narrowed her eyes. "You want a demonstration?"

Bisha's own gaze flicked to the side, then back to the smaller rodent in front of him. "Sure."

"JENA! LOOK OUT!" Freena's warning came too late. One of the other two dogs had moved around behind Jena. Before she could turn, a thick, meaty arm came around, pressing a smaller, but no less dangerous blade against her throat. Then it cut, slicing into her flesh with ease. Her blood gushed out of the wound at an alarming rate, flowing freely down her chest and soaking into her shirt.

Bisha backed away quickly as the woman dropped her own knife, grasping at her throat as she collapsed to the ground. "How's that for a demonstration, bitch!?" He then looked at the dog that had slit her throat. "What the fuck, Venat?"

The muscular man shrugged, wiping the blood off of his knife using a napkin from a nearby table. "I don't like cunts like her."

Bisha sighed, stepping around the growing pool of blood spreading out from the trembling rodent on the ground. "A little warning next time. You got her blood all over my shoes." He wiped his shoe off on Jena's back, leaving a smear of red on her shirt. He then gave her a kick to the side, not getting much of a reaction from her. "Hmph." He then turned his attention back to Freena, the rat just staring wide-eyed as tears soaked into the fur on her cheeks. "Now, snowcap, how about you? You going to give us the money, or do you want to join your little dyke friend on the floor?"

She shook her head in quick, jerky motions. "I-I... told you... I don't have the money to give you! And th-the register only has a few hundred!"

The third dog stepped forward, a lewd smile spreading on his face. "Maybe we could take something else from you, then. Or do you only spread your legs for other sluts?"

Freena shook her head more vehemently now, backing away even more. "N-no!" She looked behind the dogs. "Jena! Help! Please!"

The third dog laughed. "Looking for help from a corpse?"

Bisha chuckled. "Like Dans said. Your friend is dead. Or will be in a minute. Nothing she can do to help you now."

"Willing to bet your life on that?" All three men froze as they heard the voice from behind them. The very female, and very pissed off voice.

Venat turned to look behind him, seeing Jena rising to her feet slowly. Her shirt was still coated in her own blood, but the wound on her throat was completely gone, like it was never there. "What the f-" Before he could say any more, she launched herself forward. She planted one foot on the floor as she turned slightly, planting her other foot right under his chin in a kick that sent the large man into the air. He crashed back down a moment later onto one of the tables, bouncing off and falling to the floor, the table falling over with him.

"Shit!" Dans flinched away as he saw his brother tumbling to the ground. He rushed over to Venat, crouching down and shaking him. "Hey, wake up!"

Jena tilted her head, not having expected to knock the biggest of them out with just one kick. "Consider that payback for ruining my shirt."

Dans growled. "Oh, you're fuckin' dead, you fuckin' stuck up bitch!" He charged at Jena, practically shoving Bisha out of the way to get to her. Just as he got within reach, she shifted her center of gravity to the side, easily avoiding his attempt to grab her hair. She ducked under a wide swing of his fist, then shifted the other way to avoid a straight punch. "Stand still!"

She grunted as she turned to avoid an attempt to kick at her belly. "That's not how fights work, dumbass." She shifted to avoid another punch. "This isn't a turn-based RPG." When he threw his fist out again, she shifted to the side, then moved forward and slammed her knee into his stomach as hard as she could, knocking the breath out of his lungs in a great whoosh. Before he could stagger back, she grabbed his shoulder with one hand, her other wrapping around to grab the back of his head. Turning, she dragged him forward, smashing his face against the wall. There was a crunch with his cry of pain, and a splatter of blood left on the wall where his nose had struck. He bounced off and she let him collapse to the floor. He writhed and grabbed at his bloody, broken nose.

She sighed and shook her head. "Do you all have glass jaws?" She looked up in time for a hand to suddenly grasp her face.

"Fuck you." Bisha growled, then ignited his hand as he had before. Just as before, he was not burnt by the blue flames. Jena, however, was, her fur catching and scorching in an instant, along with her skin. "You can fucking burn for embarrassing my boys, you shitty little r-" His voice cut out as a foot was slammed right between his legs, smashing into his balls. He let go of Jena's face, the flames around his hand vanishing as stumbling back a step before sinking to the floor, grasping at his crotch.

Jena took a deep breath, her face covered in burns in the shape of the man's hand. "Yup. All pushovers." As she stared down at him, the burns seemed to almost reverse upon her, like rewinding a tape. Within seconds, they were totally healed, just like the wound on her neck, as if it had never happened.

Bisha groaned, trying to regain as much composure as he could, even as he still lay on the floor. "The fuck are you? Some kinda ghost?"

She crouched down beside Bisha. "Sure. I'm the spirit of retribution. Now, I've been very nice and let you and your little pissant posse live. I even made sure not to do any major damage. Are you going to take my message and leave while you still can under your own power, or are you going to keep being stupid and force me to break something more than a nose and some pride?"

The dog growled at her again, but he was clearly second guessing his options. He spat to the side. "Fine." He pushed himself up, holding his hands out. "We'll leave."

"And you won't come back."

He scowled. "Yeah, and we won't come back." He didn't take his gaze off of her as he spoke to the side. "Dans. Grab your useless brother's sleeping ass. We're leaving."

Dans let out a low growl. "What!? Fuck that! This cunt just-"

"STASH IT!" Bisha gave him a hard look. "We're done here. You saw her fucking heal my burn and fucking come back from the fucking dead! Fucking with a fucking immortal fuck isn't fucking worth it." She rolled her eyes. He really needed to learn some new words.

Dans looked like he was going to argue, but then just spat to the side. "Fine." He moved over to his brother, who was starting to come around a little. He put one of the bigger mans arms around his shoulders and hauled him up to his feet. "C'mon, bro. Boss says we're leaving." Venat just let out some mumbled grunt of a response. The two made their way to the door, Bisha following after... still with a slight limp.

Jena put her hands on her hips. "If I catch any of you three causing trouble here again, you'll be leaving in a rubber bag next time."

Bisha waved his hand, then made a rude gesture with three fingers. The equivalent of a middle finger in this realm. "Yeah, we get it, ya scrawny cunt. We'll stay away from your bed buddy and her shop. Just hope we don't catch you in a dark alley, or you'll be the one in a body bag." She rolled her eyes again, but didn't bother to respond, just letting the three stumble their way out with as much bravado as they could muster. Which wasn't much.

Once the three were gone, she let out a heavy breath. "Dammit." She looked down at her polo, the thing completely sodden with her blood. "I liked this shirt." Turning back around, she gave a smile to Freena. "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to cause a scene."

Freena was staring at her, eyes as wide as dinner plates. "W-what... are you?"

She let out a sigh. "It's... a very long story." She moved over to the table that had gotten knocked over, pulling it up to right it again. "I'll explain... and help clean this mess up, but you should get some soapy water and a mop." She looked down at her shirt. "And... maybe a spare shirt if you have one..." Freena nodded quickly, hurriedly rushing to the back room to get the water and mops. While she was back there, Jena moved to the front door and flipped the sign from 'Open' to 'Closed.' The last thing either of them needed was someone coming in to see this mess.

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"So you're... what, immortal? Like he said?"

Jena shrugged. "Kind of?" She was now wearing one of her friend's shirts, though it was a few sizes too big for her and hung oddly on her smaller frame. "Any injury done to me heals really quickly. And yes, I mean ANY injury. Even fatal ones." The two had finished cleaning, and were now sitting in the bakery with fresh cups of coffee while they talked.

The rat tilted her head. "So... what, you could survive having your head cut off or something?"

She nodded. "Yup. I've had that happen a few times. Never fun. And worse, too. I've been burnt, crushed, shot, blown up, cut into pieces... nothing sticks." There was even more, but she didn't want to go into too many gory details.

Freena winced as she heard the list of gruesome things done to her friend. "How... does that work? Like, do you just regrow new parts?"

She shook her had. "Not quite. Usually it just kind of... reforms. Not grow back, more like... manifest a new one. Or just a new me. Sometimes there's a bit of a light show with it, but normally it just kind of happens." She sipped at her coffee. "And yes, the old parts still stick around afterwards. Like all the blood on my shirt." She sighed softly. "Sorry again about making such a mess. I keep trying to avoid situations, but stuff like this keeps happening around me, no matter where I go." She hadn't told Freena about her realmstepping yet. Learning her friend was nigh immortal was probably enough for one night.

The rat stared into her coffee. "So... does it also... stop you aging? Is that why you keep saying you're older than you look? Just how old are you?"

Jena winced. "Yeah... it does mean I don't age anymore. As for just how old I am... that's... not an easy question to answer." Different realms had different flows of time, different lengths for hours, days, and years. By her best guess, several hundred years by her original world's time, possibly thousands, but it was nearly impossible to know for sure. "Old enough that I don't know anymore."

Freena nodded slowly, though she was still having a hard time wrapping her head around all of that. She had seen and heard of all kinds of magic, but this was something else entirely. Even the best healing magic usually left some kind of scar or mark, and they certainly couldn't bring someone back from the dead... not without necromancy. "You're... not some kind of zombie or undead or something, are you?"

Jena laughed softly. "No." She reached out, gently touching the woman's forearm. "I'm still warm and alive. I won't say I'm just some normal woman with an odd ability, but I'm not some god or anything, either." She grinned a little more. "Hell, I can't even use normal magic." She paused. "Not anymore, at least. My people had a form of ritualistic magic that used multiple dancers at a very specific location, but it's impossible to do by yourself. And that place is... long gone."

The rat looked up. "Who were your people?"

She hesitated for a long moment. "Cleyrans. We lived atop the great tree of Cleyra, a massive mountain-sized tree in the middle of a desert. The magic was used to keep a sandstorm barrier around the tree, keeping us protected and isolated from the outside world. But... well, there was a war, and the tree was completely destroyed... along with almost all of my people."

Freena's expression fell. "Oh... I'm so sorry. Are there any still around?"

"Yes..." Jena hesitated again. "But you're not likely to ever meet any. I've said it before, but not only am I very old, but I'm not from anywhere near here. You won't find Cleyra in any mythology or history books. It's... very complicated, and would take even longer to explain, and I don't even have all the answers myself."

Freena smiled a little. "Well, I have always thought there was something different about you. That you were unique." Her eyes glanced up at Jena's long ears. "Though I've always wondered if you were just part rabbit or something... Guess you're even more unique."

The cleyran smirked. "Yeah. I guess so. And it probably goes without saying, but... don't tell people about me. It just brings trouble."

Freena nodded, then glanced up at the clock on the wall. "Wow, it's getting kind of late. I should... probably be getting home." She stood up, then glanced at the mug in front of her friend. "I'll take your mug if you're done."

"Oh, sure." Jena lifted her coffee mug and drank what little was left in it, then set it back down. "There you go. Thanks."

"Of course." Freena smiled softly, picking it and her own mug up, though hers was only half drunk. She carried them behind the counter to quickly clean them. "You can... keep the shirt, by the way. At least until you can get back home." Once she was done with the cleaning, she motioned to the front door. "C'mon, let's head out so I can lock up."

Jena was already on her feet. "Thanks again." She followed her friend outside and watched as she locked the door behind her. "Hey, I should... probably at least walk you home. In case the troglodyte trio is waiting or called some friends or something."

Freena let out a slight squeek, and Jena could see a blush on her face again. "Oh... y-yeah. I don't live too far, but that's probably a good idea." She smiled at her friend. "Um... just this way." She started walking in the direction of the houses in the distance. The two walked side by side, and somewhere along the way, Jena felt a hand brush her own several times. It wasn't long before their hands were held together again, fingers laced together. Even though they walked in silence, the two rodents smiled, just happy to be in each other's company.

Soon, they arrived. The building was not large, but it was still split into four separate apartments, two on top, two on bottom. Freena walked to the green door marked with the letter A. "Well... this is me." She fished her keys out of her pocket and unlocked the door, then turned back to look at Jena. "Today was... um..."

"A lot?"

The rat laughed softly. "Yeah. But... I never did say thank you. For keeping me safe, I mean. So, um... thank you."

Jena nodded, smiling softly. "You're welcome. I'm just sorry that I ended up making a bit of a mess of the bakery... and kind of damaging that table."

Freena smirked. "It's fine. Those three would probably have done a whole lot worse. At least you didn't throw them through a window or something."

"Yeah, well... That would be a lot harder to clean up." The two nodded slowly, an awkward silence lingering between them. "I should-"

"Did you wan-" The two paused as they spoke in unison, then laughed at their awkwardness. "Sorry, go ahead."

Jena shook her head. "No, what were you going to say?"

Freena blushed again. "Oh, um... I was... just... wondering if you'd... like to come in?" Her blush got even more visible as she quickly added. "Unless you had somewhere else to be! N-not that I think you're homeless or something!" She let out a breath. "Ugh, I'm bad at this!"

Jena couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, walking closer to her friend. "Sure. I'd love to." She reached out, gently resting her hand against the rat's flushed cheek. "I never did give you that demonstration of what other things my mouth can do." That got a squeak in response, and the blush growing even more. "If you're still interested, that is."

Freena nodded quickly, feeling her heart racing in her chest, especially as Jena was so close now. Close enough she could feel the other woman's warmth through their clothes. Or maybe that was just her own warmth. "Y-yes." She cleared her throat. "Yes, um... I'd... I'd like that." She pushed the door open and stepped inside, letting her friend follow inside, which Jena happily did. She made sure to close the door behind her, even though she had to use her foot to do it as there was suddenly a body against her own, a mouth pressed to hers, and arms around her middle.

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Like the rest of the apartment, the bedroom was not particularly large. Big enough to fit the queen sized bed. The closet was not quite walk-in, but it was deep enough that a small set of drawers was tucked far enough inside that the door could close again. There was not much in the way of decoration on the eggshell walls, just one full length mirror near the closet itself. A single bedside table sat beside the bed, with an alarm clock and a small lamp that only provided a dim glow. Behind the bed itself was a single window, covered in blackout curtains to keep the room mostly dark even during the day. Not that either of the women in the room were paying any attention to their surroundings right now.

Jena and Freena still had their arms wrapped around each other and lips locked as they barged through the door. Freena was mostly guiding the way, but somehow it still felt like the smaller rodent was the one leading. Without even bothering to close the bedroom door behind them, the two fell onto the bed, Jena on top. It was only then that she finally broke the passionate kiss she had started at the front door. She shifted to straddle the rat under her, both panting with desire... and the effort of moving through the house locked together has they had been.

Without saying anything, Jena reached down and grabbed the bottom of the borrowed shirt, pulling the ill-fitting thing up and over her head, only to toss it to the side. It left her torso completely bare and within view of the blushing woman under her. The Cleyran was thin, but fit, with a flat, toned belly. While not completely flat, her breasts were small enough not to need a bra. Freena could do little more than stare up at them. Jena had teased her a lot, and the two flirted openly, but this was the first time they had ever gone this far. Freena had fantasized about it a lot, and fingered herself more than a few times thinking of her enigmatic wandering friend.

The next thing she knew, her own shirt was being tugged up. She lifted her shoulders enough that the fabric could be pulled over her head, the shirt turning inside out in the process with how fast it was tugged off and cast away. While not quite as thin as Jena, she was less toned, her soft belly now visible. As were her breasts, bigger than Jena's, they were held by a simple and basic bra. Jena's deft fingers made quick work of the clasp, and soon that, too, was discarded to the side, leaving her breasts free. Those same deft fingers rested against the soft mounds, palms pressed against her hard nipples. She moaned as they were squeezed. "I've... wanted this for so long..."

Jena smiled wider. "So have I." She leaned down, nuzzling under the rat's chin and gave her neck a gentle kiss. Then a lick, which got a soft gasping breath in response. She started to trail her kisses and little licks down along the white fur, past her collarbone, down between her breasts. She gave each a gentle kiss, making sure to give each nipple a flick of her tongue, getting a moan from that. She didn't linger too long, trailing her mouth down further. She shifted her hips back and her kisses slid down to the exposed soft belly, feeling the woman under her squirming a little, but not resisting as she enjoyed the teasing. She had to slip off of the bed to move further down, her lips brushing past the rat's navel, getting a little giggle from her. "Oh, ticklish?"

Freena nodded slightly. "A little..."

"Well, I won't tease you too badly." She still kissed around the navel a little more, getting a few more giggles from her friend. Then she trailed lower, until she was at the waist of Freena's trousers. Her hands finally relinquished their hold on the soft breasts, following down the body, fingers gently brushing along Freena's sides, until they joined her mouth at the waist. She didn't ask any permission, knowing the answer already, and quickly worked to open the waist, using her teeth to pull the button free. All the while, Freena let out soft moans and shallow gasping breaths from her growing excitement.

Unlike the shirt and bra, Jena took her time sliding the pants down. First revealing the simple lavender panties, and getting hit with the full scent of the woman's arousal. As she pulled the pants further down, soft thighs came into view, then the calves, down to her bare feet, and finally pulled them off entirely. Dropping the pants onto the floor, she turned her attention to the revealed panties. "Cute." That got a squeak from her friend, getting another as she moved up closer to gently nuzzle her nose up against her crotch. She took a deep breath through her nose, taking in the lovely scent of need and desire. She also noted they were just slightly damp at the crotch. Her own were probably just as messy by now.

After a little more teasing, her fingers hooked into the waist of the panties, slowly peeling them down. Freena gasped and started to breathe harder as the clothing was pulled away, her sex fully revealed in the process. When the last piece of clothing was pulled off and discarded, Jena looked at the now fully naked woman. "Yup. Very cute." She smiled. "And very pretty." She rested a hand against one of Freena's thighs, fingers gently rubbing against the inner area, feeling the muscles quivering a little under her touch.

Freena whined slightly. "I thought you said you wouldn't tease me too much..."

"I didn't say I wouldn't tease you at all, though." She continued to gently rub at the thigh, enjoying seeing the woman squirm a little in desperation. "Though I wasn't teasing when I said you were very pretty. I meant it."

The rat whined again, then grunted a little. "Well... you are still teasing. I'm all naked in front of you, and you're still half dressed..." She feigned a frown. "Hardly seems fair."

Jena tilted her head a little. "Hmm... I guess you're right." She slowly trailed her hand back down the leg. "Guess I'll have to fix that." She reached down to start undoing her own pants, pulling the waist open and letting gravity do the rest. They fell down her own toned legs and were swiftly kicked to the side, leaving her in just her maroon panties. And there was indeed quite the wet spot at her crotch. Glancing up, she saw her friend's gaze fixed onto that spot. She grinned, and hooked her thumbs into her panties, tugging them down her legs and tossing them with the rest of the clothing on the floor. Standing back up, she put her hands on her hips, happily showing herself off. "There you go. Happy now?"

Freena nodded quickly, eyes still transfixed upon the woman before her. Jena's legs were also lightly toned like the rest of her, covered in that off-white fur just a shade darker than her own. With Jena's sandy-tan hair being so long and bushy, she had expected to see at least a patch of it between those legs, but there was nothing but the same fur. She also got to see just how turned on Jena was, her exposed pussy glistening with arousal, almost to the point of drooling. It made her heart flutter in her chest. Not only seeing such a gorgeous woman in front of her like this, but that she was just as turned on as herself. "Yes. Very happy."

"Good." Jena moved back onto the bed, crawling up along Freena's body. The two could feel the heat coming from the other. She moved up, until she could lower herself and press her small breasts against Freena's, rubbing their nipples against each other. Both moaned, Freena a little louder. Then she felt the damp pussy being rested against her lower belly, just above her own, Jena resting herself fully atop her. The cleyran smiled, leaning her nose under Freena's chin to kiss her neck again. She smiled at the soft moans she was getting from the little kisses, and started to gently rub herself against her. "Mmm, you're so soft."

Freena smiled, reaching up to put her arms around her friend, holding her gently. "And you're very warm." She tilted her head down a little, nudging her face against Jena's. She got the idea, and soon their lips met in another kiss, which quickly grew deeper. Jena's hips ground against her a little harder, leaving a damp spot just above her crotch. Jena shifted just slightly to the side, enough that she could slip her leg between Freena's and press her thigh against her sex. The rat tensed up a little, her hips pushing up to rub herself against the firm leg.

It was Freena that finally broke the kiss, panting heavily and moaning a little. "I... I want to taste you..."

Jena giggled softly. "I thought you already were." She stuck her tongue out, which had just been inside of the rat's mouth moments before.

Freena blushed a little, but also frowned. "You know what I mean!"

"Do I?" Jena tilted her head, her tone teasing and a little singsong.

The rat grunted. "You're going to make me say it, aren't you?" She huffed. "Fine. I... want you to sit on my face! I want to taste your pussy!"

"O~oh." Jena giggled softly. "Well, since you asked so nicely." She dragged her leg against Freena's pussy again, making the woman gasp. She crawled a little father up the bed, turning around and straddling her lover's head, her damp slit hovering above the woman's mouth. She could feel the hot breaths puffing out against her lower lips as the woman panted slightly. "Enjoying the vie-AH!" She let out a surprised cry as a pair of hands suddenly gripped her firm ass, dragging her down those last few inches. Freena's mouth pressed right against her crotch, tongue slipping out to start lapping at her juices. "Eager, aren't we?" She did still moan as the tongue continued to slide along her lips. "Mmm... good girl."

Freena was in heaven. She very happily lapped at the juices, a little surprised by just how much there was. She felt some of it drool down her chin. It tasted amazing, like nothing she had ever tasted before... though the only pussy juices she had ever tasted before was her own when cleaning her fingers. There weren't a whole lot of gay women in the small town, and she didn't like going to the big city, so she had never really had a girlfriend. Not since grade school, and the two hadn't done anything more than kissing. Not to mention, there were still some people in town that were pretty vocal against gay people for some reason. With how amazing the woman atop her tasted, it was worth the wait. She simply could not get enough, her tongue slipping between that slit to get even more.

Jena moaned louder as the tongue pushed up past her lips. "Mmm... that's it. Get that tongue nice and deep." She gently ground her hips against Freena's face, not that the rat seemed to need any encouragement. She leaned forward a little, resting her hands against Freena's breasts and squeezing them again. She wasn't a breast woman, more of a thigh gal, but she did appreciate a nice set that weren't too big. Enough that she could grasp each in her long-fingered hands and give them a squeeze. It made Freena moan, which sent little vibrations up through her mouth and tongue. Enough that Jena moaned louder for her, her inner walls squeezing a little around the tongue. "Mmph... that's good..."

She closed her eyes, letting herself enjoy this. "S-sorry if... it's a bit much..." She could hear the wet slurping sound under her. "I... get kind of really wet when turned on..." She gasped as the tongue flicked against her swollen clit. "Ah... fuck... keep going!" She started to grind her hips a little harder, her thin tail whipping behind her. The hands gripping her ass held firm, even as her hips started to move more and more. "Fuck... I'm almost there!" She panted heavier, not holding her moans back at all. She moved her hands to rest on the bed, only to suddenly grip at Freena's thighs when the tongue flicked against her clit again and again. "Ah... f-fuck!" The woman was very good at this, her juices flowing freely into Freena's eager mouth now.

"Fuck... fuck... AHH!" She cried out and gripped the rat's legs hard. Her pussy clenched and quivered, and suddenly it was awash with her juices as she came. She leaned down more, her head against Freena's belly as she continued to moan and cry out in pleasure, her hips bucking as her juices splashed out against the tongue. Freena eagerly drank all she could, even as her face became a mess, fur matted from the overload of pussy juices flowing down at her. She stopped flicking her tongue around, just leaving it pressed against the lips to keep them parted slightly, letting her drink all she was given.

It was only a few seconds, but it felt so much longer for both of them. When the orgasm finally started to fade, Jena's muscles relaxed, her body slumping slightly against the woman. She gasped when the tongue lapped a little more at her lips. "H-hey... c-careful!" She gasped again, tensing up with how overly-sensitive she was now. Thankfully, Freena was just lapping some of the excess away, not going back for seconds.

The rat pulled her mouth away. "Sorry... just had to have another taste." She licked her lips. "I think I could get addicted to that. Do you always flow that much? I don't think I've ever seen a woman get that wet, even in porn!"

Jena laughed slightly, lifting her hips up and off of Freena's face, only to rest them on the woman's chest instead. Her pussy still drooled a little, getting more of Freena's fur wet. "Yeah... always have..." She took several deep breaths. "Ah... but I haven't cum that hard in a long time..." She hadn't cum in general in a while. Toys and her own fingers barely did anything for her anymore.

Freena smiled. "Well, I'm happy to have given that to you." She leaned her head back a little, taking a few deep breaths. With so much of the woman's juices matting the fur on her face, her nose was filled with nothing but the lovely scent of her arousal. She watched Jena's thin tail still swaying behind her. It was much thinner than her own, and it wasn't furless, but covered in the same short, off-white fur that covered the rest of her.

After catching her breath, and nuzzling into the soft belly for a little while, Jena moved a little more down. Without saying anything, she leaned down and dragged her tongue along the top of Freena's slit, getting a gasp from the woman. "Can't go leaving you hanging, now can I?"

"Y-you don't ha~aahhh..." Her voice trailed off into a moan as two fingers slid between her damp pussy lips. She decided not to complain and just enjoy the attention. Which was good, since Jena was not about to stop anyway. She curled the two fingers as she stared to slowly pump them, listening to the moans. When Freena gasped louder, she knew she found what she was looking for. She moved so she could pump her fingers a little harder, rubbing that one particular spot. Her other hand moved to tease against the swollen clit, making the rat moan and gasp even more.

It was not long before the moans were much louder. "Oh... gods, that feels... so good!" She had never felt anything like this when fingering herself. Pleasure constantly ran through her whole body.

Jena giggled. "You haven't felt anything yet." She started to rub even harder, both along the inner walls and along the clit, making Freena cry out louder. She felt how the muscles along the woman's body clenched, not just the inner walls, but her belly kept contracting. Soon, her hips were bucking more and more as the pleasure continued to rise and build rapidly.

Faster than Freena was used to. "J-Jena! I-I'm... ah... gods... It's..." She yelped as another shudder of pleasure ran through her.

Jena grinned wide. "Don't hold it back, sexy. Let it all flow out." The rat was letting quite a bit flow already. She had never felt that wet before, the room filled with the sounds as Jena's hand was soaked in the juices.

Freena's cries grew louder as she got closer, feeling like she was past her normal point of cumming. "Jena! I'm... I'm almost..." She had to grip at the sheets, but was unable to keep her hips from bucking more and more. The pressure inside of her built up to the point she felt like she might explode. Then it struck, an orgasm like she had never felt before. She let out almost a scream of pleasure as she came, her hips bucking wildly. And she did something she never thought she could. Her pussy suddenly started to spray her juices out in heavy splashes, each with a loud scream of her ecstasy.

Jena just held onto the the woman, riding her and watching the spray of juices splash out onto her hand and the bed, and even enough to hit the floor. Then Freena went almost limp under her, panting heavily. Jena leaned forward, gently running her tongue along the lips again, making the rat shudder and take shaky gasps. "Mmm, good girl."

It took several seconds before Freena could speak again. "I... I didn't... know I could... do that..."

The cleyran smirked, finally pushing herself up and moving around to lay beside her exhausted friend. "You just need to know where to hit. Doesn't always work quite that well." She leaned over, giving her cheek a gentle kiss. "You really must have been pent up." Freena just blushed, nodding slightly. "It's okay. I was, too." She shifted a little to nuzzle under the rat's chin, letting her catch her breath, one arm draped over to hold her gently.

The two remained like this for several minutes, even after Freena had caught her breath. She was really enjoying the moment, not wanting to spoil it. But she did have to speak up. "You can... stay the night here... if you want."

Jena smiled. "Yeah... I do." She smiled as Freena moved an arm under her to hold her. She closed her eyes, also enjoying this moment. "I'll stay." The two women remained held in each others arms as they eventually drifted off to sleep.

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Freena let out a soft moan as she woke. She took a deep breath, not wanting to wake from such a comfortable sleep, but consciousness demanded her attention. So she slowly opened her eyes. She was still naked, but a light sheet had been draped over her. She turned, then blinked. There was no one else in the bed. "Jena?" She sat up, looking around. Her clothes were still on the floor, but had been neatly folded and left in a small pile. Including the shirt she had let Jena wear the day before. She sighed slightly. "Oh... I guess she didn't stay..."

It wasn't until she was leaving the bathroom from her morning pee that she realized she was smelling something in the house. Fresh coffee... and something cooking. It smelled lovely, whatever it was. She made her way to the kitchen, peaking inside. She smiled at the sight she got. Jena was standing in front of the stove, cooking what looked like eggs. There was already a plate of freshly cooked bacon on a pair of plates. The cream-furred woman was also completely naked... mostly. She had a blue apron tied around her front, though it left her shapely ass completely exposed, thin tail slowly waving behind her as she hummed to herself. Freena thought that was somehow even more sexy than seeing the woman fully nude. "Oh... I thought you left..."

Jena glanced over her shoulder, giving the woman a warm smile. "Kinda. I had to grab a few things." She motioned to the apron, which was not Freena's. "Also went to get the fixings for breakfast so I'm not using all of your stuff." She hooked a thumb at the coffee maker, which had a half-filled pot. "Did use your coffee, though. It's better than what I have at home." She turned her attention back to the eggs, expertly flipping them by simply flicking the pan. "I also had to get some fresh clothes."

"Fresh clothes?" Freena moved more fully into the kitchen, and saw the small duffel bag on the floor by the wall. "Wait, you got dressed, left, came back and got naked again?"

"Yup." Jena's tail flicked from side to side as she slowly wiggled her hips. "I didn't think you'd mind." She slid the eggs onto the plates with the bacon. "But I figured I should have a change of clothes or two if I'm going to be sticking around for a while." She turned off the stove, then picked up the plates, carrying them over to the table and setting them down. "Here you go."

Freena sat down in one of the chairs. "Th-thank you." She smiled. "Sticking around for a while?"

"Yeah." Jena slipped the apron off, draping it over the back of her chair before sitting down. "Oh, don't worry. I wasn't going to spring staying here on you. I can find a motel in town to stay at for a while."

"Oh..." Freena almost felt disappointed. "I... wouldn't mind... putting you up for a while." She used her fork to get some of the eggs cut. She blinked when she tasted them. "Holy crap these are good!"

Jena giggled. "The secret is cooking the eggs in the bacon grease." She pointed at the strips of bacon. "Also, maple bacon. Adds a lovely sweetness."

"Maple?" The rat picked up one of the pieces of meat and took a bite. It was just the right kind of crispy without being burnt. It was also absolutely delectable. "Gods... that's amazing!"

"I thought you'd like it." Jena went about eating her own breakfast. "And I appreciate the offer, but I wouldn't want to put you on the spot so suddenly."

"I don't mind!" Freena answered so fast, it surprised even herself. "I-I mean... I don't mind if you... stay here with me." She smiled as she took another bite of the lovely bacon. "Especially if I get to eat things like this every morning!"

"And eat things like me every night?" Jena giggled as Freena nearly choked on her eggs.

"I-I mean... that's nice, too..." She found herself blushing even more. "But only if you want to..."

Jena got quiet as she thought about it. "I would." She reached out, taking one of Freena's hands. "Thank you. Though I can't say I won't be a little awkward. It's been a long time since I've... y'know... done the living with someone thing."

Freena laughed softly. "It's okay. It'll be a first for me!" She turned her hand over to hold Jena's, giving it a squeeze. "Last night was a bunch of firsts, too, so... I'm okay with more."

The cleyran smiled wide. She lifted her coffee mug, as if toasting. "To awkwardness and firsts." Freena giggled softly, doing the same with her own coffee. "So... do you have to go into work today?"

Freena shook her head. "No... I'm off today. So I can help you get settled in."

"Oh..." Jena smirked. "Well, it won't be hard. I've just got the one bag. I travel light." She squeezed the woman's hand gently. "We can spend the rest of the day... together."

"I'd like that."

"And I can show you all of the fun toys I brought, too." Freena squeaked, blushing yet again, but did also nod quickly. Jena laughed. For the first time in a long time, she felt happy.

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