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To all who enjoyed this series, thank you. Maybe we'll see a continuation of Julian, Desiree, and Max's adventures, but not next week at the very least.","writing":"Every minute that passed by on his clock filled Julian with dread. In just an hour he'd be on a date with Des. His best friend and the person who just last week sucked him off. The memory of that night still made his cock twitch in its prison, no matter how much he denied any attraction to her. \n\n[i]Don't freak out. Just pay attention to-God damn it![/i][i][/i]\n\nHe cursed in his head as he died again in-game. Normally he'd find pvp games a relaxing or at least distracting environment from his stress. But ever since he learned about his sister setting up his date with Des, his performance had suffered. Today he just ended up feeding, leaving him to quit the game early much to the dismay of the random players that made up his team. The rat sighed, he could deal with the penalty for now.\n\nHis heart leaped as Max kicked the door in, ``It's almost date time!'' she squealed, tumbling in with the energy akin to a sugar rush. Julian's first thought was to sigh and lay back into his chair. But, thanks to his mother and sister's training, his body went to autopilot and kneeled onto the carpeted floor as soon as he could, sitting silently with his head tilted to the floor as he heard his sister go through his closet. The rat wasn't even bothered by being naked around her anymore, save for the cage anyway.\n\nNaked was better than girls' clothes if he could have any say in it.\n\n``Oh, these are just perfect!'' Max cried out from the closet, leaving Julian to only gulp at what his sister's idea of perfect was. He knew Max hated wearing skirts, but would she put that on him? Walking around the mall with a skirt wasn't his idea of a good time. Des put up with it because she was transitioning. But he wasn't!\n\nMax dropped a pair of daisy dukes and an opened belly shirt with green baseball sleeves onto the bed, ``Try these on.'' she ordered. Julian knew that actually begging wouldn't get him anywhere, but that didn't stop him from silently pleading as he looked into his sister's red eyes. Her smile told him enough.\n\nHolding in his sigh, the rat boy started with the daisy dukes. His cage made slipping into the jean shorts all the harder, leaving a noticeable bulge when he zipped them up. At least, noticeable to him. Next was the shirt, which only served to cover his chest and arms, leaving his belly exposed to the world. \n\nHis sister grabbed his hands and turned him to a full-scale mirror, ``So, what do you think?'' \n\nHe tried to cover his stomach immediately after seeing his reflection. A blush burned from under the black fur of his reflection's face as he scanned the boy looking at him. The daisy dukes were barely better than underwear. It held a tight grip around his waist, making his butt seem fuller as his tail coiled around the extra legroom the shorts gave. He could see the fur on his thighs touching each other, everyone would see them touch each other. Just like everyone would see the bulge of his cage if they looked there long enough.\n\n``Hmm...it's missing something,'' Max pondered out loud. She ran back to her room and returned with a set of hair clips. With a command, he was on his knees so she could try different clips, staring into his reflection with each one. \n\n``This one,'' she smiled as she saw how he looked with the white clip, ``This one is perfect, wouldn't you agree, slave?'' \n\nHe shook his head, not that it mattered to Max. With a giggle she pinched his cheeks, ``Well, I wouldn't expect you to know. You don't know much about fashion.''\n\nBefore all of this, mom had to threaten to get a leash just to take you clothes shopping. \n\nA knock on the door took him out of his thoughts. Their father entered the room, ``Hey, champ. It's time to get going.''\n\n***\n\nThe drive to pick up Des and then to the mall was quiet. Not just because Julian's father was in the car with them, something that would be a staple with all dates until the rat got his own license and, if he was lucky, a car. Julian would have loved it if his dad was the only reason they were quiet. But Julian's outfit and the fact that Des was still his best friend added to the mix. \n\nDes dressed in a long skirt that reached past her knees, with a navy blue shirt that she covered up with a short jacket, with a bright pink purse hanging from her side. The mare carried a soft blush with her throughout the ride. Whenever Julian looked over to her, Des's eyes darted away from the window and into the floor. He noticed all too late that she was looking at the reflection in the window. \n\n``We're here,'' his dad said as he drove them into the parking lot. Des got out of the car right as they parked. Julian would have followed suit if his father didn't stop him.\n\n``Hey, do you have money, son?'' he asked. Julian shook his head, leading his dad to pull out a fifty from his wallet, ``Now remember,'' he said while handing it over, ``You're to pay for everything.''\n\n``Why?''\n\n``Because that's what gentlemen do.''\n\nExasperated, Julian motioned his hand over his clothing, ``I don't exactly look like a `gentleman' today, dad.''\n\nHis father sighed, ``It's not always about how you look, son. Being a gentleman is more about attitude. At the very least, you should be treating Des with the respect she deserves.'' \n\nJulian swiped the fifty from his father's hand, ``Sure, whatever.'' he said in a huff as he got out of the car. He kept his hands to his pockets while hunching over as he followed Des into the mall. Of course, it couldn't just be a small strip mall that housed the movie theater. No, it had to be a multifloored shopping mall that Julian used to pass the time in by imagining video game levels of modern shooters or open-world games taking place inside of it. It was useful for whenever his mother had dragged him along to go shopping there. That and he people watched.\n\nExcept now he had to deal with people watching him. The rat's head sunk into his shoulders as Des and he moved through the crowds and up the escalators. All he could think about was silent eyes looking at him, those sudden head turns as they passed couples and mall-goers. What words did they think when they saw him? Freak? Weirdo? Fag? He looked over to Des, who seemed to be a ray of sunshine for once as they headed up to the food court. \n\n``Hey, can you find us a table? I'll take care of dinner,'' she said before Julian could pull out the fifty his dad gave him. Pushing the bill deeper into his pocket and cursed about how small the pockets actually were. The rat was lucky enough to find a table in a more remote part of the food court, where he could prop his back up against the wall and see if anyone was actually staring at him. When he saw no one watching, he opened his phone and browsed Reddit.\n\n``Any fun posts?'' Des asks, carrying a tray of burgers and fries over to them. Julian shrugged as he took his meal, unfurling the wrappings to get the fresh scent of the greasy fastfood patty.\n\n``So...I like your outfit.''\n\n``I didn't choose it,'' Julian said with a sour tone as he bit into his dinner, eyes still focused on his phone.\n\nDesiree laughed, ``I figured as much. Was surprised when I saw it though. Answered a few questions for me.''\n\n``Like what?''\n\n``If you can pull off drag,'' Des took a sip from her soda, ``You can't, at least not naturally. But I bet with the right styling you could pull it off.''\n\n``And then I could look more like a freak.''\n\n``Pardon?'' she asked, some pain in the mare's tone.\n\nJulian bit his tongue a little before he responded, ``I just...Des I feel like everyone is watching me. Like I'm some sort of sideshow to their lives that they're trying to figure out.''\n\n``Heh...yeah,'' Des said quietly before taking another sip, ``It was like that for me too, at first. Still is actually.'' she said with melancholy as she looked to Julian.\n\n``Still?'' He blinked, ``But, Des you've been walking around like you've got the sun shining right on you. You make this whole girl's clothes thing look easy.''\n\nDes's brow furrowed, ``Well, I am a girl.'' \n\n``Y-you know what I mean, Des.''\n\n``No, Jules, I don't. Why don't you enlighten me?''\n\nJulian opened his mouth to speak but closed it as he pondered her reaction. For as long as he knew Des, she had been a bit reserved. Even back when she was Desmond, the horse had a habit of keeping to themselves and following along. Now that he thought about it, Desmond coming out as trans was one of the few moments Julian remembered of the horse being forward about something.\n\n``I'm...I'm not a girl,'' Julian answered, ``You are, you make this stuff work. I don't feel I can. I feel like everyone thinks I'm a freak.''\n\n``Yeah...that's pretty common. It's why I'm so afraid of highschool actually,'' Des said as she went for her fries, ``Middle school was hell enough, I can't imagine how everyone will treat me in highschool. Mom told me that highschool is when people are more focused on, and pardon my language, their own shit than to bother with someone else's. So maybe I'll only have to deal with stares. I can deal with stares.''\n\n``How?'' The rat asked, putting his phone away, ``How do you get them to stop?''\n\n``You don't. They just do on their own or they continue so you tune them out or embrace them.''\n\n``I don't know if I can do that,'' he muttered, ``Least not like you. You make it look easy.''\n\nDes smiled, ``Well, that's when you're around. You kind of bring me out of my shell.'' she checked the time on her phone, ``Oh shit, we're gonna be late for the movie.''\n\n``So?'' Julian took a sip from his cola, ``We'll just miss previews.''\n\nDesiree grabbed his hand, ``I. Love. Previews.'' she said while dragging him from the table, leaving their food half-eaten for any freeloader to grab.\n\nJulian offered to pay for the tickets this time, more for expediency since Desiree took too long sorting through her purse. ``Can you get us some popcorn?'' she asked.\n\nThe rat groaned, ``Didn't we just eat?''\n\n``Yeah, but I like popcorn. Can you do it for me?'' She gave him a pouty look, ``Pwease?''\n\nJulian rolled his eyes. Des could order him if she wanted to and could tell his sister about how he didn't follow orders. But she didn't. Maybe because they were friends, or maybe it was something else entirely. Either way, he stomped over to the concession stand and bought an overpriced popcorn with two drinks while Des went on to look for seats.\n\n``You know those are girls' clothes, right?'' the donkey behind the counter said with a smug grin. Julian just gave him the middle finger before walking off with his order.\n\nDes picked out a seat in the back row, leaving Julian to climb past a bunch of empty rows to meet up with her. ``Must be a bad movie if no one's here yet.'' he said as he passed the popcorn off to her.\n\n``Actually, there's a few people down front. But they were talking a lot, and I felt they weren't going to stop.''\n\nJulian rolled his eyes as he took a seat next to her, ``So...why'd you pick this movie?''\n\nThe mare brought her finger to his lips, ``Shh,'' she whispered, ``Previews.''\n\nHe leaned back into his chair as fill previews rolled. Nothing too interesting, except for maybe a comic book movie of an obscure hero. Now that they did the big ones, studios were really scraping at the barrel. Finally, the movie started to play, a period piece focusing on London during Jack The Ripper's stalking days. Julian always knew Des had gothic tastes, but he'd hoped they'd be less boring.\n\nDes started to pant halfway through the movie. He peeked over to see what was wrong, only to notice the tent under her skirt.\n\n``Des,'' he whispered, ``What the fuck?''\n\nDesiree didn't look at him with the arousal he expected, but panic, ``I can't get it down.''\n\n``Think of your grandma.''\n\n``I'm trying!'' she whispered, ``I just...I saw the actor playing the villain and now it's not going down.''\n\nJulian's eyes skirted down the theater. They were alone for at least five rows, so no one could hear them. Gritting his teeth, he reached under Des's skirt and wrapped his hand around her shaft, ``At the party, you got me an orgasm to get me soft...'' he averted his eyes from her, ``So...I'll just do the same.''\n\nThe rat didn't know what he was doing with his best friend's girth. Stumbling around, he grabbed the cock tight and jacked it, earning winces from the mare, ``Too tight.''\n\n``Sorry,'' he loosened, then sped up.\n\n``Ow. Jules, take it easy!'' she whispered, ``I didn't lube it up or anything.''\n\n``We have butter.''\n\n``I'm not putting popcorn butter on my dick.''\n\n``Then I don't know how to get you off any faster!''\n\n``You could...suck it?'' she asked, her blush only revealed by the light of the screen.\n\n``No,'' he said flatly, ``No way, nope, not gonna happen,'' he let go, ``J-just, just think about dead animals or something, I don't care.'' he crossed his arms as the movie continued to play. The film didn't get any better, but by the middle of the final act, he had to check on Des. She was still erect, and from the look on her face, he could tell she was trying desperately to fix the problem.\n\nHe swallowed his pride, ``Damn it all,'' he muttered while sinking to his knees in front of her and pulling out the rod. It stood massively in the movie light, reminding the rat just how small he was in comparison. With a trembling mouth, he opened to let it sink past his lips. \n\nDes's taste and smell nearly overpowered him as the cock pushed deeper. He couldn't get past a few inches before gagging, and when he opened his eyes he noticed that he barely made a dent in taking it for her. Time not on his side, Julian used both hands to work the parts of her shaft he couldn't reach, trying to be more careful and sensual in his caress. \n\n``Jules,'' Des whispered. She tried to silence herself by holding her mouth shut with both hands as he sucked her off. His hands moved all over, massaging her balls, her base, her shaft, and her head when he went off to breathe.\n\nHe felt it before Des gave a muffled scream. In the split second he had, Julian panicked over to break off or not. Doing so would stain him and the floor, forcing him to walk out with something worse than an erection. But otherwise, he'd be eating cum.\n\nJulian thought too long. His throat filled with his best friend's seed. At first, he barely tasted it. But then it built up in his throat, spurting from his mouth as he refused to swallow. With a gurgle, he broke away from Des's cock and spat her cum from his maw. There was so much of it he felt like he'd vomited. \n\nDes laid back in her seat, hair a mess as she took heavy breaths. Julian kept his gaze focused to the floor as he sat next to her, letting himself sink into the soft cushion. Face burning as he tried to forget what he just did.\n\n``T-thanks, Jules,'' Des muttered, pulling her dick back under her skirt.\n\n``D-don't mention it,'' he whispered.\n\n***\n\n``So...I had a great time hanging out,'' Des said as Julian walked her up to her front door. The rat had been to the mare's house plenty of times, but after everything that happened today...it just felt awkward. \n\n``Yeah...sorry my sister put you up to this.''\n\n``What?''\n\nJulian looked over to where his dad had parked, more to avoid his best friend's face, ``Max can be pretty forceful, and it's hard to say no. I can understand if this is to-''\n\nDes's hands hooked into his shirt and pulled the rat with a strength he didn't expect from her. Shoved against a wall, his surprise made him vulnerable to the heavy kiss against his lips. Her tongue broke past his, slamming his into submission while she explored his mouth.\n\n``I...'' she took a breath as she broke away, ``I've had a crush on you since we were kids. I had dreams that I'd get over my shyness in school and you'd take me to prom,'' the redness of her bloodbay fur grew brighter on her face as she leaned in, ``Your sister sped it along and made it happen. But I was going to ask you out at one point, Jules.''\n\nHe stood there, dumbfounded as she made her way inside. Then he sat dumbfounded in the backseat of his father's car, staring out into the night road with wide eyes and his hand on his cage. \n\n``Sounds like you had a good time.'' his dad said, not that Julian responded. Once home he headed straight to his room, hoping to bury this evening in the back of his mind while playing a game or two before bed. \n\nInstead, he found Max sitting at his computer chair, legs crossed with a wide smile on her face. ``How was your date, slave?'' she asked, hopping off the chair to face him as Julian took to his knees. \n\n``It...it was good, Mistress.'' he stuttered out, eyes focused on her shoeless feet as she brushed his headfur. She playfully took out the hairclip and curled a finger through his top fur. Her pants and panties hit her knees as she made her way to his bed.\n\n``I'll have to ask your date. Make yourself useful,'' Max bent over the bed and spread her buttcheeks, ``and lick my ass while I talk with her.'' she ordered, phone in her hand and already pressing Des's contact. \n\nJulian gulped as he crawled over to his little sister. Tongue out, he slowly started to lick her asshole, dragging it around the ring while she started talking to Des.\n\n``Hey, Desiree, h-how did the date go?'' She asked, her brother's tongue massaging her hole as the conversation went out, ``Oh that's cute...he did what? Oh my god,'' she laughed at what Julian could guess was his impromptu blowjob in the theater. Their conversation went on for about an hour, with Max throwing in a little degradation here and there as he worked her ass.\n\nShe pushed him off with her foot and flipped over, still talking, ``You know, Desiree, you're a lot more dominant that you let on. Max pointed to her pussy, ``You ever have any fantasies about having a servant?''\n\nHe kept his worries to himself while licking at his sister's clit. Des was his best friend, at least, that's what he thought. But after tonight the rat wasn't so sure. He didn't hate the mare. But his feelings were...confusing as his tongue lapped up against her sister's vulva.\n\nShe laughed, ``No way! That's awesome. No I could totally see us doing that, with my mom's supervision of course...Yeah she knows a lot. Apparently she's kept dad in chastity since they were married.''\n\nHe coughed. How long had dad been in chastity? His ears flattened at the thought of his cock being locked away for so long, never knowing the joy of even an erection again. Max might do that, she didn't seem to care about his cock beyond toying with it. Would Des? She seemed to care more about his needs.\n\nHis little sister's legs wrapped around his head, ``Don't stop, slave! What? No, sorry. Julian is just getting distracted...don't act like this is big news, I can hear you jacking it over the phone.''\n\nThe rat's cock twitched at the thought of Des jacking off. Her dirtiest thoughts laid bare to his sister while he got the younger rat off. This was wrong, he knew it had to be. Yet, despite all his fears, he started pushing harder to get her off. \n\n``Ohh...'' she mewled, ``Hey, Des? I'm gonna have to go. Seems my slave got more focused all of a sudden. Why don't we do this again sometime?'' she hung up, eyes staring down to him as he kept licking, ``You know, Mom did say I needed to find you a mistress. I kind of figured I'd wait until I was older and pick from my friends, but I think Des has a good shot. What do you think?''\n\nJulian's efforts were his answer, pushing past her walls and tongue fucking his sister until she finally came after more moans and cries. With her legs loosening, he pulled back to breathe. The teenager gasped for air, little sister's juices staining his facial fur.\n\n``I'll take that as a yes,'' she said, hooking her legs around him, ``Now get back to work. I want at least four tonight.''\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Every minute that passed by on his clock filled Julian with dread. In just an hour he'd be on a date with Des. His best friend and the person who just last week sucked him off. The memory of that night still made his cock twitch in its prison, no matter how much he denied any attraction to her.

Don't freak out. Just pay attention to-God damn it!

He cursed in his head as he died again in-game. Normally he'd find pvp games a relaxing or at least distracting environment from his stress. But ever since he learned about his sister setting up his date with Des, his performance had suffered. Today he just ended up feeding, leaving him to quit the game early much to the dismay of the random players that made up his team. The rat sighed, he could deal with the penalty for now.

His heart leaped as Max kicked the door in, ``It's almost date time!'' she squealed, tumbling in with the energy akin to a sugar rush. Julian's first thought was to sigh and lay back into his chair. But, thanks to his mother and sister's training, his body went to autopilot and kneeled onto the carpeted floor as soon as he could, sitting silently with his head tilted to the floor as he heard his sister go through his closet. The rat wasn't even bothered by being naked around her anymore, save for the cage anyway.

Naked was better than girls' clothes if he could have any say in it.

``Oh, these are just perfect!'' Max cried out from the closet, leaving Julian to only gulp at what his sister's idea of perfect was. He knew Max hated wearing skirts, but would she put that on him? Walking around the mall with a skirt wasn't his idea of a good time. Des put up with it because she was transitioning. But he wasn't!

Max dropped a pair of daisy dukes and an opened belly shirt with green baseball sleeves onto the bed, ``Try these on.'' she ordered. Julian knew that actually begging wouldn't get him anywhere, but that didn't stop him from silently pleading as he looked into his sister's red eyes. Her smile told him enough.

Holding in his sigh, the rat boy started with the daisy dukes. His cage made slipping into the jean shorts all the harder, leaving a noticeable bulge when he zipped them up. At least, noticeable to him. Next was the shirt, which only served to cover his chest and arms, leaving his belly exposed to the world.

His sister grabbed his hands and turned him to a full-scale mirror, ``So, what do you think?''

He tried to cover his stomach immediately after seeing his reflection. A blush burned from under the black fur of his reflection's face as he scanned the boy looking at him. The daisy dukes were barely better than underwear. It held a tight grip around his waist, making his butt seem fuller as his tail coiled around the extra legroom the shorts gave. He could see the fur on his thighs touching each other, everyone would see them touch each other. Just like everyone would see the bulge of his cage if they looked there long enough.

``Hmm...it's missing something,'' Max pondered out loud. She ran back to her room and returned with a set of hair clips. With a command, he was on his knees so she could try different clips, staring into his reflection with each one.

``This one,'' she smiled as she saw how he looked with the white clip, ``This one is perfect, wouldn't you agree, slave?''

He shook his head, not that it mattered to Max. With a giggle she pinched his cheeks, ``Well, I wouldn't expect you to know. You don't know much about fashion.''

Before all of this, mom had to threaten to get a leash just to take you clothes shopping.

A knock on the door took him out of his thoughts. Their father entered the room, ``Hey, champ. It's time to get going.''

***

The drive to pick up Des and then to the mall was quiet. Not just because Julian's father was in the car with them, something that would be a staple with all dates until the rat got his own license and, if he was lucky, a car. Julian would have loved it if his dad was the only reason they were quiet. But Julian's outfit and the fact that Des was still his best friend added to the mix.

Des dressed in a long skirt that reached past her knees, with a navy blue shirt that she covered up with a short jacket, with a bright pink purse hanging from her side. The mare carried a soft blush with her throughout the ride. Whenever Julian looked over to her, Des's eyes darted away from the window and into the floor. He noticed all too late that she was looking at the reflection in the window.

``We're here,'' his dad said as he drove them into the parking lot. Des got out of the car right as they parked. Julian would have followed suit if his father didn't stop him.

``Hey, do you have money, son?'' he asked. Julian shook his head, leading his dad to pull out a fifty from his wallet, ``Now remember,'' he said while handing it over, ``You're to pay for everything.''

``Why?''

``Because that's what gentlemen do.''

Exasperated, Julian motioned his hand over his clothing, ``I don't exactly look like a `gentleman' today, dad.''

His father sighed, ``It's not always about how you look, son. Being a gentleman is more about attitude. At the very least, you should be treating Des with the respect she deserves.''

Julian swiped the fifty from his father's hand, ``Sure, whatever.'' he said in a huff as he got out of the car. He kept his hands to his pockets while hunching over as he followed Des into the mall. Of course, it couldn't just be a small strip mall that housed the movie theater. No, it had to be a multifloored shopping mall that Julian used to pass the time in by imagining video game levels of modern shooters or open-world games taking place inside of it. It was useful for whenever his mother had dragged him along to go shopping there. That and he people watched.

Except now he had to deal with people watching him. The rat's head sunk into his shoulders as Des and he moved through the crowds and up the escalators. All he could think about was silent eyes looking at him, those sudden head turns as they passed couples and mall-goers. What words did they think when they saw him? Freak? Weirdo? Fag? He looked over to Des, who seemed to be a ray of sunshine for once as they headed up to the food court.

``Hey, can you find us a table? I'll take care of dinner,'' she said before Julian could pull out the fifty his dad gave him. Pushing the bill deeper into his pocket and cursed about how small the pockets actually were. The rat was lucky enough to find a table in a more remote part of the food court, where he could prop his back up against the wall and see if anyone was actually staring at him. When he saw no one watching, he opened his phone and browsed Reddit.

``Any fun posts?'' Des asks, carrying a tray of burgers and fries over to them. Julian shrugged as he took his meal, unfurling the wrappings to get the fresh scent of the greasy fastfood patty.

``So...I like your outfit.''

``I didn't choose it,'' Julian said with a sour tone as he bit into his dinner, eyes still focused on his phone.

Desiree laughed, ``I figured as much. Was surprised when I saw it though. Answered a few questions for me.''

``Like what?''

``If you can pull off drag,'' Des took a sip from her soda, ``You can't, at least not naturally. But I bet with the right styling you could pull it off.''

``And then I could look more like a freak.''

``Pardon?'' she asked, some pain in the mare's tone.

Julian bit his tongue a little before he responded, ``I just...Des I feel like everyone is watching me. Like I'm some sort of sideshow to their lives that they're trying to figure out.''

``Heh...yeah,'' Des said quietly before taking another sip, ``It was like that for me too, at first. Still is actually.'' she said with melancholy as she looked to Julian.

``Still?'' He blinked, ``But, Des you've been walking around like you've got the sun shining right on you. You make this whole girl's clothes thing look easy.''

Des's brow furrowed, ``Well, I am a girl.''

``Y-you know what I mean, Des.''

``No, Jules, I don't. Why don't you enlighten me?''

Julian opened his mouth to speak but closed it as he pondered her reaction. For as long as he knew Des, she had been a bit reserved. Even back when she was Desmond, the horse had a habit of keeping to themselves and following along. Now that he thought about it, Desmond coming out as trans was one of the few moments Julian remembered of the horse being forward about something.

``I'm...I'm not a girl,'' Julian answered, ``You are, you make this stuff work. I don't feel I can. I feel like everyone thinks I'm a freak.''

``Yeah...that's pretty common. It's why I'm so afraid of highschool actually,'' Des said as she went for her fries, ``Middle school was hell enough, I can't imagine how everyone will treat me in highschool. Mom told me that highschool is when people are more focused on, and pardon my language, their own shit than to bother with someone else's. So maybe I'll only have to deal with stares. I can deal with stares.''

``How?'' The rat asked, putting his phone away, ``How do you get them to stop?''

``You don't. They just do on their own or they continue so you tune them out or embrace them.''

``I don't know if I can do that,'' he muttered, ``Least not like you. You make it look easy.''

Des smiled, ``Well, that's when you're around. You kind of bring me out of my shell.'' she checked the time on her phone, ``Oh shit, we're gonna be late for the movie.''

``So?'' Julian took a sip from his cola, ``We'll just miss previews.''

Desiree grabbed his hand, ``I. Love. Previews.'' she said while dragging him from the table, leaving their food half-eaten for any freeloader to grab.

Julian offered to pay for the tickets this time, more for expediency since Desiree took too long sorting through her purse. ``Can you get us some popcorn?'' she asked.

The rat groaned, ``Didn't we just eat?''

``Yeah, but I like popcorn. Can you do it for me?'' She gave him a pouty look, ``Pwease?''

Julian rolled his eyes. Des could order him if she wanted to and could tell his sister about how he didn't follow orders. But she didn't. Maybe because they were friends, or maybe it was something else entirely. Either way, he stomped over to the concession stand and bought an overpriced popcorn with two drinks while Des went on to look for seats.

``You know those are girls' clothes, right?'' the donkey behind the counter said with a smug grin. Julian just gave him the middle finger before walking off with his order.

Des picked out a seat in the back row, leaving Julian to climb past a bunch of empty rows to meet up with her. ``Must be a bad movie if no one's here yet.'' he said as he passed the popcorn off to her.

``Actually, there's a few people down front. But they were talking a lot, and I felt they weren't going to stop.''

Julian rolled his eyes as he took a seat next to her, ``So...why'd you pick this movie?''

The mare brought her finger to his lips, ``Shh,'' she whispered, ``Previews.''

He leaned back into his chair as fill previews rolled. Nothing too interesting, except for maybe a comic book movie of an obscure hero. Now that they did the big ones, studios were really scraping at the barrel. Finally, the movie started to play, a period piece focusing on London during Jack The Ripper's stalking days. Julian always knew Des had gothic tastes, but he'd hoped they'd be less boring.

Des started to pant halfway through the movie. He peeked over to see what was wrong, only to notice the tent under her skirt.

``Des,'' he whispered, ``What the fuck?''

Desiree didn't look at him with the arousal he expected, but panic, ``I can't get it down.''

``Think of your grandma.''

``I'm trying!'' she whispered, ``I just...I saw the actor playing the villain and now it's not going down.''

Julian's eyes skirted down the theater. They were alone for at least five rows, so no one could hear them. Gritting his teeth, he reached under Des's skirt and wrapped his hand around her shaft, ``At the party, you got me an orgasm to get me soft...'' he averted his eyes from her, ``So...I'll just do the same.''

The rat didn't know what he was doing with his best friend's girth. Stumbling around, he grabbed the cock tight and jacked it, earning winces from the mare, ``Too tight.''

``Sorry,'' he loosened, then sped up.

``Ow. Jules, take it easy!'' she whispered, ``I didn't lube it up or anything.''

``We have butter.''

``I'm not putting popcorn butter on my dick.''

``Then I don't know how to get you off any faster!''

``You could...suck it?'' she asked, her blush only revealed by the light of the screen.

``No,'' he said flatly, ``No way, nope, not gonna happen,'' he let go, ``J-just, just think about dead animals or something, I don't care.'' he crossed his arms as the movie continued to play. The film didn't get any better, but by the middle of the final act, he had to check on Des. She was still erect, and from the look on her face, he could tell she was trying desperately to fix the problem.

He swallowed his pride, ``Damn it all,'' he muttered while sinking to his knees in front of her and pulling out the rod. It stood massively in the movie light, reminding the rat just how small he was in comparison. With a trembling mouth, he opened to let it sink past his lips.

Des's taste and smell nearly overpowered him as the cock pushed deeper. He couldn't get past a few inches before gagging, and when he opened his eyes he noticed that he barely made a dent in taking it for her. Time not on his side, Julian used both hands to work the parts of her shaft he couldn't reach, trying to be more careful and sensual in his caress.

``Jules,'' Des whispered. She tried to silence herself by holding her mouth shut with both hands as he sucked her off. His hands moved all over, massaging her balls, her base, her shaft, and her head when he went off to breathe.

He felt it before Des gave a muffled scream. In the split second he had, Julian panicked over to break off or not. Doing so would stain him and the floor, forcing him to walk out with something worse than an erection. But otherwise, he'd be eating cum.

Julian thought too long. His throat filled with his best friend's seed. At first, he barely tasted it. But then it built up in his throat, spurting from his mouth as he refused to swallow. With a gurgle, he broke away from Des's cock and spat her cum from his maw. There was so much of it he felt like he'd vomited.

Des laid back in her seat, hair a mess as she took heavy breaths. Julian kept his gaze focused to the floor as he sat next to her, letting himself sink into the soft cushion. Face burning as he tried to forget what he just did.

``T-thanks, Jules,'' Des muttered, pulling her dick back under her skirt.

``D-don't mention it,'' he whispered.

***

``So...I had a great time hanging out,'' Des said as Julian walked her up to her front door. The rat had been to the mare's house plenty of times, but after everything that happened today...it just felt awkward.

``Yeah...sorry my sister put you up to this.''

``What?''

Julian looked over to where his dad had parked, more to avoid his best friend's face, ``Max can be pretty forceful, and it's hard to say no. I can understand if this is to-''

Des's hands hooked into his shirt and pulled the rat with a strength he didn't expect from her. Shoved against a wall, his surprise made him vulnerable to the heavy kiss against his lips. Her tongue broke past his, slamming his into submission while she explored his mouth.

``I...'' she took a breath as she broke away, ``I've had a crush on you since we were kids. I had dreams that I'd get over my shyness in school and you'd take me to prom,'' the redness of her bloodbay fur grew brighter on her face as she leaned in, ``Your sister sped it along and made it happen. But I was going to ask you out at one point, Jules.''

He stood there, dumbfounded as she made her way inside. Then he sat dumbfounded in the backseat of his father's car, staring out into the night road with wide eyes and his hand on his cage.

``Sounds like you had a good time.'' his dad said, not that Julian responded. Once home he headed straight to his room, hoping to bury this evening in the back of his mind while playing a game or two before bed.

Instead, he found Max sitting at his computer chair, legs crossed with a wide smile on her face. ``How was your date, slave?'' she asked, hopping off the chair to face him as Julian took to his knees.

``It...it was good, Mistress.'' he stuttered out, eyes focused on her shoeless feet as she brushed his headfur. She playfully took out the hairclip and curled a finger through his top fur. Her pants and panties hit her knees as she made her way to his bed.

``I'll have to ask your date. Make yourself useful,'' Max bent over the bed and spread her buttcheeks, ``and lick my ass while I talk with her.'' she ordered, phone in her hand and already pressing Des's contact.

Julian gulped as he crawled over to his little sister. Tongue out, he slowly started to lick her asshole, dragging it around the ring while she started talking to Des.

``Hey, Desiree, h-how did the date go?'' She asked, her brother's tongue massaging her hole as the conversation went out, ``Oh that's cute...he did what? Oh my god,'' she laughed at what Julian could guess was his impromptu blowjob in the theater. Their conversation went on for about an hour, with Max throwing in a little degradation here and there as he worked her ass.

She pushed him off with her foot and flipped over, still talking, ``You know, Desiree, you're a lot more dominant that you let on. Max pointed to her pussy, ``You ever have any fantasies about having a servant?''

He kept his worries to himself while licking at his sister's clit. Des was his best friend, at least, that's what he thought. But after tonight the rat wasn't so sure. He didn't hate the mare. But his feelings were...confusing as his tongue lapped up against her sister's vulva.

She laughed, ``No way! That's awesome. No I could totally see us doing that, with my mom's supervision of course...Yeah she knows a lot. Apparently she's kept dad in chastity since they were married.''

He coughed. How long had dad been in chastity? His ears flattened at the thought of his cock being locked away for so long, never knowing the joy of even an erection again. Max might do that, she didn't seem to care about his cock beyond toying with it. Would Des? She seemed to care more about his needs.

His little sister's legs wrapped around his head, ``Don't stop, slave! What? No, sorry. Julian is just getting distracted...don't act like this is big news, I can hear you jacking it over the phone.''

The rat's cock twitched at the thought of Des jacking off. Her dirtiest thoughts laid bare to his sister while he got the younger rat off. This was wrong, he knew it had to be. Yet, despite all his fears, he started pushing harder to get her off.

``Ohh...'' she mewled, ``Hey, Des? I'm gonna have to go. Seems my slave got more focused all of a sudden. Why don't we do this again sometime?'' she hung up, eyes staring down to him as he kept licking, ``You know, Mom did say I needed to find you a mistress. I kind of figured I'd wait until I was older and pick from my friends, but I think Des has a good shot. What do you think?''

Julian's efforts were his answer, pushing past her walls and tongue fucking his sister until she finally came after more moans and cries. With her legs loosening, he pulled back to breathe. The teenager gasped for air, little sister's juices staining his facial fur.

``I'll take that as a yes,'' she said, hooking her legs around him, ``Now get back to work. I want at least four tonight.''

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