After The Ball
by tannim
January 04, 2010

	Muriel tramped in from the cold.  She panted heavily and turned to look at the giant snowball she'd helped make outside through the big windows in the kitchen.  Her friends had laughed at the idea at first, to build a snowball taller than they were, but in the end, they had only failed by half a foot.

	What she lacked in arms she made up for in leg strength and Muriel's legs and back had helped shove it the last few feet.  It was almost five and a half feet tall, just five foot three and seven eighths.    They'd had to leave and all of them were too weak from shoving that thing to do anything else.

	The squirrel flicked snow off of her long cheek roughs and kicked off the lace-less rubber wading boots she found so handy.  She sat down and held her feet over the heater vent until they were warmed.  After a minute or two she wiggled them, reveling in being able to use them again after they had gotten so cold.

	Muriel lifted her right leg up to grip the coat zipper with her toes, something she couldn't have done if she hadn't warmed them first.  A quick tug of the cord under her breasts helping to hold it on her without shoulders and the heavy coat slid off.  She shook herself to settle her clothes as well as to make her chest more comfortable after having the strap tugging on them for much of the afternoon.

	The dress under the coat was a little more difficult.  She swung her tail around, strapped a specially made dull tipped hook to it, and used it to grip the zipper in the back.  Her tail flicked about at first but then she shifted it more subtly when she got to her upper back.  It took her only twenty seconds to find the zipper to the dress and hook curved metal into it.  A flick of her tail backwards and the zipper slid smoothly down.  A well practiced flick up and the hook released from it.

	Muriel pushed her chest forward and back, then side to side.  The dress slid down smoothly to the floor and she stepped out of it.  She didn't really like dresses, preferring pants, but they always felt so good to get out of.  Her panties were a nice deep blue with snowflakes, her bra too.  The pair matched the season fairly well, she thought.

	She flicked her tail again, this time snagging the bra clasp with the tail hook and giving an expert jiggle to both it and her chest.  The bra went slack and she lifted a leg to tug it off.   It snagged on something as a loose inner strand got snagged on her nipple piercing.  The bar had seemed a good idea at the time, but it could get in the way.  She did enjoy the feeling of it tugging on her teat though.

	Muriel shook her chest again, making her breasts bounce to enjoy the freedom.  She enjoyed the way they bounced but didn't really pay attention to them beyond the initial shake.  Standing up she took care of her panties.

	The squirrel easily balanced on her right leg while her left lifted to pinch the hem of her panties.    She tugged down on the right side, switched legs, tugged down on the left side and let them slide down her strong thighs to around her ankles.  Muriel clenched her thighs together, squeezing her mound a bit, and ground them together over it.  The fur on her legs made her feel good as it tickled her lips, but she had to finish up first.

	Each sock was tugged off by each foot's twin and she was finally bare in the warmth of her own home and fur.  A quick check to lock the doors and she went back to her living room to relax the rest of the night.  After dragging out her toy box and selecting a vibrating egg she set browsed through her DVD collection.  After a few minutes, she selected Over the Hedge.  Holding the egg in her mouth she snapped the case open with her toes and carefully set the DVD into the player.

	With the remote under one foot, the egg vibrator remote under the other, her tail under behind her supporting her, she turned both on.  She skipped the start chapter and got right to the good part... Hammy's first scene.  Muriel giggled and turned the vibrator on as the tv squirrel ran around.

	She eeped as the egg slid down too low and had to pull it back out of her ass crack and up to her pussy with her toes.  Working a bit more she pushed the egg into her damp cleft where it made concentrating on the movie much more difficult.  After a minute the girl pushed the remote to MAX and pushed the remotes to the side.  She crossed her legs to keep that egg inside and leaned back over and against her tail.

	With the buzzing between her legs, the handsome squirrel guy on the TV, and her mind working through hot fantasies involving both her and that hot stud, she enjoyed the rest of the night.  Muriel fell asleep in front of the TV later.  Her dreams were hot and heavy.  Her pussy was hot and wet all night with them.