Roulette again.

I groaned. My body awoke abruptly. Almost as though someone was shaking me but felt nothing. My eyes twitched as I was coming to. Something dried was keeping my left eye shut and my other could only open half way.

I shifted my weight and my sensations rushed back through my body. I was almost overcome with a wave of shock as the feeling returned to my limbs. I felt like I was hit by a truck. I was still dizzy and confused of where I was.

It wasn't until I managed to sit up that I found I was lying on my living room couch. The room looked like I had a party in here and there were red solo cups, clothes and bottles strewn all around the room. I just stared blankly around trying to process why I was so dizzy.

Putting a hand to my face, my vixen fur was brittle and hard. I was caked with layers of dried sticky substance that had hardened and now had my body fur rustled and bent in all directions from head to toe.

It finally came back to me.

"...the party..." I moaned then cut short. My throat was just as sore as my other cavities. It took me a good five minutes of struggling just to stand up. My fur pulled at my skins underneath in random directions with each step across my home.

Still nude, I walked to my entrance doorway which was left ajar. Checking the stove, it was almost10am.

When I reached the door I looked out to find the neighbours son just standing there. The badger was just coming out of his apartment door across from mine and was now beet red. (He probably was just heading out to school? He's pretty late already... What was he, 16 now? Wonder if he's seen a girl nude before...)

Only being 19 myself, I practically stood there silent presenting myself for a moment. He was about to open his mouth when I gave him a wink then swung the door shut on him. (Wonder how long he'll stand out there.) I smirked which only crunched up the hardened mess on my cheeks. Eventually I stumbled to my bedroom. Looking over I shrugged. "At least the computer wasn't stolen."

After making myself some coffee,  I dropped down into the chair at my desk with a sigh.

I was carelessly aware that last night was more than I bargained for but wasn't going to get uptight over it.

It's been a month since my last heat. I had gotten 6 men to join me in a fuck fest in the hopes of getting pregnant. All I wanted was to be a mother. No strings attached. I didn't want to even know the face of the dad. Just wanted them to fuck me and leave.

...unfortunately, the night resulted in failure as their seed did not 'fertilize' me.

Turning on the computer i reflected on what I remembered from last night. Not much in hindsight.  I remembered trying again with a new group of men I found online. I remember them arriving. And then my plan began... After that nothing.

Looking over my shoulder I glanced at the ceiling corner of my room. My cameras were wirelessly recording the whole night, just in case anything happened. I couldn't help but be curious how well it went.

I had picked only three men this time who were eager and boasted of being able to 'fuck all night'. I was determined as hell to bear children so figured this would work better. I also made sure that 'horses need not apply.' After last time being a little more than I could handle.

As I opened the folder of the recordings I closed my eyes.

"Whatever happened last night, is nothing. I'm alive today so no harm done." Promising myself to not react to how they treated me. I was sore but no bones broken so didn't care. Just hoping that this time sealed the deal.

I loaded them all into one screen so I could see the living room, bathroom, kitchen and bedroom cameras all at once and hit play. I sat back and watched the night unfold.

Within the first ten minutes the three men promptly arrived and gathered in my living room. I remember this part.
I watched as I laid out what my plan was before I pulled out a drink for myself. They watched me roofie myself and drink it down before any of them could object.

I remember going on to explain. "I don't want to know who you are. I don't want to know who cums in me. I just want your seed for the night. Fuck me till you can't any more then feel free to leave whenever." The three men were looking at each other unsure how to continue. I responded by standing up and stripping myself bare. My red and white fur reflecting on the evening sun out my window.

My memory was hazy from that point but the video was able to continue where I left off.

I watched as the three of them were having drinks and my drunk self was taking turns walking from guy to guy flirting with them. ...something I'd never do normally. It was almost weird watching something you don't remember but fun at the same time.

Soon I was unable to stand and two of the guys had their pants down pushing me to suck them off. The third guy was content watching things unfold as I got my first fuck from the bear. Soon I was being switched between them interchangeably as I rode each of them to their finish.

As the third guy would be done, the first again would be up for some more. Perfect. I smiled at how well my plan had turned out and decided to leave the rest of the video to my imagination. I cared less about what they did to me.

As I moved the mouse to close it I suddenly stopped. The entryway door
 in the video suddenly opened.

I just watched as another five men entered my home. "What??" I watched as they approached the first group and were welcomed in. One of them was already fondling my breast.

I cranked the volume listening to what they were saying. Something about ...gregslist?!

Opening a browser, I googled my address. Sure enough there was a hit on gregslist. It was a party invitation.

"ATTENTION ONE AND ALL. IM A HOT BITCH DOWN TO FUCK EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YA.

COME OVER AND COME IN."

That was all and my apartment address was listed below.

I just sat there dumbfounded. (...one of them posted me online...)

I was in shock and surprise. I didn't react and just watched two more men enter the room as the other men were already running their hands over my various regions.

I didn't pause the video. I didn't cry. For some reason there was a different feeling.

I was smiling. My heart was racing watching the screen. Even with such a twist I was only thinking of more potential people to seed me. I noticed I was actually inching closer to the screen, watching me get fucked from two ends in the living room while someone was setting up a keg in my kitchen.

I was arousing myself watching this but still to sore to even touch myself. I shook my head back to reality. "No! You said you don't care about last night... Turn off the video." I commanded myself.

...but I found my eye peeking again to watching the men trade out while I was laid back onto my dinner table. It was too enticing to look away. One of them had carried me to the bedroom and tried to close the doors on the others but got in a fight. Was knocked out and tossed out my door. Soon te winner was on my back pining me as hard as the last eight or nine did.

I realized this was in a span of only 30 minutes.

I began fast forwarding the video and watched dozen after dozen of men were lined up out my front door taking turns fucking me then getting pushed aside for the next one. (No wonder I'm so fucking sore)

There was a donkey who was deep throating me at one point that made me put a hand on my own neck. I guessed that's why it hurt to talk.

I was almost feeling a rush from seeing myself be used by them like that... I didn't realize how much I liked submission... Or just watching submissiveness? Not sure...

At the six hour mark things were dying down. Most had left, leaving a mess of spilled beer and various garments of clothes strewn about. A few others were sitting around chatting with one another about other shit. They got their rocks off on me and were now just enjoying a party.

Stragglers 'came' and gone for the next hour of the tape before finally the last one stumbled out. Of course he drunkenly hit the lamp next to the door and breaking it as he disappeared, casting the living room into shadows.

It was over.

Stretching I decided I needed an hour long bath to only BEGIN to scrub my fur back to its pristine shine.

But before I closed the computer, something was bugging me. I was looking at where I was.

I woke up this morning on the couch but, ...I was in the hallway on the floor out cold.

"How did I get to the couch??" I whispered, puzzled.

Fast forwarding, I ran through the night of footage after that but was still on the floor. I slowed down to9am. (I wake up pretty soon! How did I...)

Finally something changed. In the hallway, my neighbours apartment door opened up and that teenage badger stepped out with his kitbag and such.

"...no way..." I almost laughed as I watched the curious boy lean in to my open door to look at the damage of my apartment. He was deciding whether to continue to school or not.

Finally he stepped in and started filling his bag with the last of the beers. "That cheeky little badger."

After a moment, he stepped deeper in and stopped. He was staring at my body lying in the hall. I was inching closer and closer to the screen eagerly wondering what he would do next.

He approached and stood over me, still in shock. But after what felt like hours, he reached down and tried to help me up.

I was dead weight to him. He tried one or two positions to lift me but jerked back every time he accidentally hit my boob or ass. (So he is a virgin) I snickered. Even knowing full well that was my body in the floor, I was more curious what he'd do than how I was doing.

He eventually made a fireman carry and brought me out of the hallway and into the living room. (Nice kid I guess. Trying to help?) the boy got halfway across the floor when he lost balance and started walking backwards towards the couch. We landed with a soft but firm crash into it. He had rolled back off onto the floor while my body sprawled out wide across the sofa.

He was quick to get back to his feet. He awkwardly began shaking me once or twice and even lightly tapped me on the cheek. I wasn't moving.

Soon the boys attention turned to my used bare fur. After a quick check to my face, I watched his shakey hand slowly move to hover over my breast.

(I knew it!) I was entranced by his hesitation. I was starting to hope he went for it. I was a fly on the wall spying on someone's 'first time'. Something about the whole situation had a surreal effect on me. I was getting turned on just as much as he was in the recording.

He finally dropped his hand onto my breast giving it a squeeze. He let out a gasp realizing he was holding his breath for a while now. It seemed like it broke the barrier. Now both his hands were running across my chest and caressing my crotch.

He had knelt down and was acting like he never seen a woman before. (Probably never have) it wasn't long before he was kneeling between my legs exploring my used holes.

(Is he gonna...?) Like watching a movie star in a dire situation, I found myself rooting for him. (Go on... Go!!!)

The badger was in hesitation before finally he stood up and started walking towards the door.

"Awwww..." I groaned sitting back again. Such a killjoy. I had no shame in feeling annoyed that he didn't take advantage of me. I was somewhat hoping he would.

Like a prayer answered I warched him walk to the front door...

...and lock it shut.

In an instant he had hurried over and began stripping. I let out a triumphant hoot, lifting my coffee up into the air as he was pulling my sleeping body to the edge of the couch. I couldn't help but laugh at his awkward positioning, clearly not knowing how to go about it.

But soon he found his mark and began humping me like there was no tomorrow. I was cheering him on as he was going like a rabbit into me.

But it was cut short when he let out a growl and fell on top of me.

...heh. He didn't last long.

All of a sudden he had hopped up and away from me, his dick still erect.  Glancing down I saw my arms were moving up to my face. I was waking up!

I saw him waddle with his pants at his ankles out my door leaving it ajar. I could only laugh as he went into his apartment and shut the door behind me.

It was over. I was awake.

I just sat there. It was pure gold. I didn't know why I was laughing. One side of me felt like I should take it serious but it was being over powered by the little virgin I inadvertently stripped the title off of.

 I reached a hand down below and came back up with them soaked with seed. He was now a potential to be the father. Not that I cared who it was, but I kind of enjoyed the thought of it.

Closing the computer I stood up still chuckling when reality hit me again.

My body ACHED.

I'm probably going to sit in the bath for the day.

I wobbled through my house once more and returned to the couch. There just before it was the Badgers shirt he left behind.

Picking it up, I put it by the chair. I'm definitely gonna wear it next time I see him. Just for my pleasure.

With that I went and drew my bath and let the healing begin...