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Welcome to the Jungle

By: ArthurianMorgaine



“She’s real beautiful,” said the soft feminine voice.

“She’s also deadly.”

“Deadly?” 

“Yeah- that freakish thing managed to half kill a guard the other day.”

“Let me guess: Thompson.”

“How’d you know?”

“Because he borderline brutalizes anything he comes across that isn’t human. I’m surprised more of the exhibits haven’t gone after him yet.”

“You don’t like him much, do you?”

“Does anyone?”

“You've got a point.”

The guards were looking at the steel and reinforced bulletproof glass enclosure, designed to mimic a quarter-acre of deep jungle. Within it stalked what any anime fan would gladly term a ‘cat girl.’ Pacing on all fours, she was easy four feet tall; standing, she’d be just over seven feet. There was mild muscle definition all over her body, she might have been sleek and slender, but there was definitely power behind those limbs. Thompson had raised bruises and a pair of welts on her before the cat girl had finally had enough and pounced on him, landing blows hard and fast before a second guard could run in with a cattle prod. Even that had almost not worked. She limped now, slightly, though the limp was fading with the bruises. She had a pelt the color of snow, and eyes like lightning-toned gemstones that hinted at intelligence equal to anyone that watched her. She was hiding in the ‘jungle’ now, near a small cave, blue eyes peering out from among the foliage.

The guards, Samuel and Dana, were watching the pen carefully, Sam with feigned interest, Dana with the real thing. Both had second jobs; Sam worked as a bartender at night, and Dana was a surrogate mother. Dana was well into her ninth month and due to birth twins in two weeks. She looked radiant.

“Someone’s got to go on there and collect the scraps from that thing’s dinner,” Sam said. 

Dana, though curious about this strange deviation from what was normally accepted as ‘nature’, shook her head, “No way.”

“I did it earlier, so it’s your turn now.”

“Flip you for it.”

“Deal, call it in the air.” Sam produced a coin from his pocket and held it out. After a moment, he flicked it, the tiny disc of metal spinning rapidly.

“Heads,” Dana said. The coin landed a moment later, and Sam peered at it, and then held it out for inspection.

“Tails, I win. Grab a bucket and hope that thing’s not hungry.”

“Lazy men, making a pregnant girl do all the work.”

“Dana, quit stalling and get in there!”

Sam swatted Dana’s rear as she waddled into the enclosure, the door closing and latching behind her. She headed into the trees, stopping a moment later. Crickets chirped, birds sang and fluttered from tree to tree.

She tripped on a root and fell down, yelping inadvertently in pain. There was a sense of something moving impossibly fast, and then she heard the door open.

“Dana! Are you all right?!”

‘Oh, sure,’ she thought, ‘NOW he cares what the hell happens to me. I saw the way this… thing was eyeing Thompson. It wanted HIM for breakfast, not the steaks he was bringing in. I probably look extra delicious, being as big as I am.’

“I’m all right, Sam, I just tripped.” She called out, rolling onto her side and getting to her feet slowly.

“If you’re all right now, you might not be. That thing’s right behind you!”

Dana froze, and slowly turned her head to look behind her. Standing on a boulder on all fours, its eyes level with her own was the cat girl, lightning colored gaze evenly meeting Dana’s own.

“LOOK OUT!” Dana flinched, that was Thompson yelling. He’d just shoved his way through the door and was making his sweaty way to where Dana was as fast as his legs would carry him. The cat girl’s eyes focused on Thompson and it snarled, the cry sounding almost human. With a speed that belied its size, the cat girl was suddenly between Thompson and Dana, growling and licking its lips. Thompson stopped.

“What did you do to it, Dana?”

“Nothing, all I did was trip!”

“Bullshit, it’s protecting you!”

‘Protecting me?’ She thought.

~Yes.~ came a voice remarkably like her own, echoing softly in her head. She blinked, startled.

~I'd think you'd have more friendly people designed to watch over your little 'zoo' here.~ The voice continued, cultured, though contempt soured its tone at the mention of the 'Zoo.' It sat down on its haunches watching the other guard while it kept Thompson pinned. ~If this one tries to harm me again, it will be the last thing he does.~ The cat girl got up, her overlarge breasts swaying as it strode away on all fours, disappearing into the foliage.

"Thompson... did you hear that?" Dana asked him as she stood up. 

"Hear what?" 

She looked to him quizzically and then just shook her head, "Umm, Nothing... just a bird." 

"A bird?! Woman you need to get out of there and stop listening to the birds!" he shouted at her. 

"Thompson, shut the door already. I still have a job to do and you don’t want that 'thing' as you call it to get out and tear you a new asshole." she said bitterly, hoping that the cat girl would hear and understand her dislike of the man who had hurt her yesterday.

She took her tray and picked up scraps of food, trying to put out a mental image of her petting the big cat and she had filled her head with questions, hoping they could get answered. 'How did you do that? Did you even do that or did I imagine it?' She found herself softly whispering "here kitty, kitty, kitty" as she bent down. All she wanted was another magical confrontation with the beautiful cat.

~If you keep "Here, kitty-ing” me, I'm going to die from holding in laugher, girl. You don't even have to talk out loud, just think a question. I'm right here, even if you don’t see me.~ 

The cultured voice rang with suppressed laughter, and an image of a cute, chibi version of the cat girl clutching its digigrade paws to its chest and laughing uproariously filled Dana's head and made her smile a little. 

'Fine, I guess I will have to stop with my antics. Do you mind if I sit?' she took her seat without even waiting for an answer. 'I have a question, what should I call you? I think it's degrading to call you cat-girl or your scientific name which is quite long.' she thought.

~We call ourselves Nekomimi, and to be honest, I'm surprised that you people haven't found out something interesting about us yet. You dissected another one of my people; I could hear the scientists gloating from three miles away. Ugh. No mental control at all, honestly.~

'Humans aren’t well known for any form of control. And I find it so disgusting what scientists do to animals. Would you mind showing yourself to me? I love your beautiful, round b-pelt! Yes, you are so pretty.'

She chuckled mentally. 

Dana blushed red, 'Please' she pleaded and even filled her mind with the image of herself with the classic 'pouty lips'

~Your surface thoughts are like an open book to me, girl- I know what you were going to say. What should I call you?~

'You can call me Dana. That was the name I was given when I was born'

~And you can call me Sarah.~ There was a silent pause and then: ~Dana what sort of food is available here? I can’t live on meat and grass alone. And I need to HUNT.~

'Like hunt something alive?!'

~If it's dead, it doesn’t try to escape. Ergo, it isn't hunting when some strange thing drops a raw steak at your feet.~

She sighed. 'I don’t know how I could bring a live animal in or find some way to get you-' She sat there, trying to mask her thoughts. 'with a proper collar or harness...' and she trailed off.

~While using something along the lines of leash might get me out, for whatever reason, it wouldn’t let me hunt. No dice, so don't bother. I appreciate the thought but it won’t work. That guard, however. Surely no one would miss him if he vanished...~

'You want to kill Thompson? Well he does have a wife but whatever frustrations he can’t take out on the animals, he takes out on her. Ohhhhhh' she whimpered and looked worried. 

"Thompson! Can you get in here! I need some help" 

'Don’t hurt my friend... the big dark man, Sam, but you may have Thompson'

Thomson ran in, cattle prod at the ready. "What, what is it?" 

"The thing, it tried to hurt me!" 

Thompson grinned rather cruelly- a chance to cause pain, perfect. *CLANG!!* The door slammed shut behind Thompson, accompanied by a growl. The burly man blanched, his perpetually sweaty face going pale in fear at the noise, and started to seat more than usual, turning to face the cat morph behind him. She moved, knocking him down cuffing him a few times to get him mad and bounded off into the underbrush- leaving a trail, Dana noted- whereas before the cat morph had simply vanished into the 'jungle', leaving no signs that the vast 'cage' was even occupied. Thompson spluttered, got to his feet and charged into the underbrush.

Dana curled up in a little ball and covered her ears, hoping not to hear any screams or have to see any of what this Nekomimi could do

There was a surprised shout that was muffled after a quarter-second, and then a very, very eerie silence.

~Not as satisfying as a real hunt, but it’s the first good meal I've had in months.~ There was a sense of contentment and well being coming into Dana's mind with that voice. ~If you had some idea of me being one of those rabid 'cannibals' you people enjoy watching on your TV’s I fear you're mistaken. Feel free to follow the trail the fool blundered into my home and you'll find nothing but the bones from my steaks I was brought this morning.~

She got up and steadied herself, rubbing her tummy and she followed the trail of footprints and the like, into a bit of denser jungle. She looked around in the dark of the trees and her eyes adjusted to the dimness. 'Where are you?'

~Listen,~ there was the sound of purring a deep, vibrant purr, like that of a leopard or tiger, and it was easy to follow.

She smiled softly and followed the purring, being filled with a feeling of contentment. Like when your cat sits on your lap and purrs away and all you can feel is happy. She groped around in the dark, the purring getting louder

She could see the cat girl now, purring contentedly, laying on her side, eyes closed. Her breasts, huge as they had been, were dwarfed by a belly that was gigantic, big enough to hold… well... Thompson. 

~He was far too greasy, but he WAS filling. I'm not even giving him the benefit of knocking him out before I swallowed. Ahhh, delicious.~

She looked at the cat girl, quite shocked at it all. She began stroking her own belly, imagining the space taken up by the twins wasn’t in her womb but in her stomach and she visibly shuddered. She sat down, again without permission and stared at the cat, letting her eyes roam over the fully belly and the abundant breasts.

~It's something similar to pregnancy, yes, but it's not the way I would want to bear my young. A good meal is a good meal, but having cubs is just as well.~ She smiled slightly. ~I'm sorry if I put you ill at ease.~

I just expected you to eat him like a lion would a zebra. This is actually better because now I don’t have to see his bloody carcass.' She looked deep into the cat girl’s eyes, loving there beautiful color and how they expressed her emotions so well. 'Are you at least happier with your meal than with the usual steaks?' 

She smiled. ~MUCH happier. I think the departed idiot is still conscious and trying to move, though he can’t do much. It's been AGES since I felt this good. Thank you.~

Dana smiled slightly; glad she could make her day and offer her a bit of food she was more used to. This cat will always be a predator, nothing would change that. She stared at the woman until she noticed a faint aroma... the aroma of a woman's sex. She quickly turned from sitting Indian style to more of a kneeling, claiming her legs needed to be stretched. But nothing could cover the scent of her arousal. She hoped that it would not drift to the cat and belie her true feelings. She was horny and turned on by this big breasted, full tummied, cat girl!

~I didn’t even need to smell it to know it.~ Again, a faint mental chuckle. ~I'm flattered.~

She blushed bright red and felt her hot cheeks. Then she made to stand up 'I should be leaving, I will be back though'

~Embarrassed?~

'Ummmmm... no, not at all. Sam will jut be getting worried'

The cat girl grunted and slowly got to her feet, barely able to move due to size of her distended stomach. She reached out with one paw to help the pregnant zookeeper to her feet. The keeper went to the sliding steel door and knocked softly. Sam opened it up, worried sick.

“Thompson won’t be coming back,” she said without any remorse. Sam just shrugged.

‘I will be back Sarah’

Welcome to the Jungle



This is a mostly true (you have to romanticize some of it, you know) story that I found too amazing not to tell. Buuut, I get a feeling this one will appeal more to you ladies out there. No worries though, there are plenty of steamy parts. 

Alice:

She could hardly hold in the impatient sigh that threatened to rip through her lungs. She had less than twenty minutes to get food, pay for it, and get to her next class (which was all the way across campus) on time. 

If her last class hadn't run so late, she wouldn't be in this predicament. But here she was. Tapping her shoe. Watching the very large man in front of her take his sweet precious time ordering. From a pizza place. 

Frustrated, she looked at her phone again. Seventeen minutes. Damn it. 

"You ok, there?"

The undeniably male voice behind her startled her, causing her to stutter, "Yeah, yeah I-I'm fine." She mumbled.

"You.. sure about that?"

She started to wave him away as the giant in front of her finally started to move, pizza in hand, "I'm fine," redirecting her attention, she spoke to the clerk, "I'll have a number one, please."

"Make it two number ones, please," the stranger behind her moved next to her, handing the clerk his credit card.

Letting that irritated sigh out, Alice turned to the stranger, fumbling with the cash in her hand trying to count out what she owed him. "I don't need your help," she huffed before his hand came down on hers.

"It's ok. You just look like you could use a good thing happening to you today. I figured I could at least get your lunch."

Finally, she looked up at the stranger, and oh God she almost wished she hadn't. Dark hair fell over the bluest eyes she'd ever seen, and the smile surrounded by stubble he flashed nearly made her faint, not to mention the fact that he hovered over her at a height of at least 6'2" with a long, hard, lean body. Tattoos showed under the sleeves of his v-neck and slid down his muscular forearms, and his dark eyebrow, was raised. Ooh boy.

"Oh... well thank you," she stammered, looking down again, then grabbed her pizza, drink, and attempted to bolt.

"Now hold on a second there," he called after her, his hand gently taking her arm to keep her in place, "I just bought your lunch. Don't I at least get to eat with you?"

"I really don't have time.. I have to get to my next class by one, so I was planning on eating as I walked..."

"Just sit a second with me, then we'll walk together. Sound like a plan?" He winked as he gestured toward the nearest empty table. 

Blushing profusely, she sat and tried to eat her pizza without attacking it like it would run away from her. She had a bad habit of eating like a slob, and pizza sauce on your chin was far from sexy.

"So, what year are you," her sexy stranger asked her, eyebrow cocked in curiosity. 

In between gulps, she breathed, "I'm a junior... What about you?"

"Ah, I don't go to school here.. or anywhere. I'm a musician."

Oooof course he was. 

"So... if you're not a student, then why are you here?" She winced as she realized how abrupt she sounded.

"Picking up a friend from class here in about 20 minutes... figured I'd get here early and check it out. I've never been up here before."

Trying to not sound so short, she nodded and mumbled, "Ah, I see. So you're a musician. Let me guess. Guitar?"

He smirked and rolled his eyes, "Bass."

Right. Well the pizza had disappeared in a short enough amount of time, so she got up and gathered her things, "Look I don't mean to be rude, but I really have to go. My class is across campus and it starts in ten minutes, and if you haven't noticed, this campus is pretty huge, and my car is not exactly close, so I really, really need to go..."

He got up in the middle of her speech and cut her off, "No sweat. I'll take you if you want. My ride's right outside."

For the first time in this entire, weird conversation, Alice smiled. "That would be so great. Thanks so much.. for the meal and everything. I'm sorry I haven't been exactly cordial. This hasn't been the best day for me... but thank you."

"Again, no sweat. Just follow me."

She got into his old Chevy truck, and they were soon pulling up to the building she needed to be in. She hopped out, surprised to find him getting out as well, and walking next to her.

"You don't have to walk me, it's totally fine..."

"Actually, I got out to ask you for your number. It's not every day you meet a pretty girl. I figure I'd better try to hold onto my good fortune."

She stopped in the middle of the hallway as the clock struck one, the school's bell tower ringing out. "Look.. thanks again for the lunch.. You're very sweet.. but I generally don't give my number out to people I don't know."

He grinned and stuck out his hand, "I'm Bryce Hicks, and I think you're cute. And you are...?"

Unable to help herself, she smiled and shook his hand, "I'm Alice James... and I have a boyfriend. I'd love to keep entertaining this conversation, but I'm late.. It was really nice to meet you though, Bryce."

She walked away, but stole one glance over her shoulder and saw his smile, not wavering in the least before she disappeared into her classroom. Boy. That was the first time in a long time she'd wished she didn't have a boyfriend. 

But she did. And speaking of which, he was visiting her tonight. Jason had promised to take her out on the town and give her a long overdue date. She could hardly wait. 

*******************

And everything Bryce was, Jason was not. Not in a bad way necessarily, but they were definitely polar opposites. Jason had short blonde locks sticking up with gel and hairspray, deep green eyes, and a slight smile. He was around six feet tall, give or take, his figure thin, though lean like that of a soccer player, which he had been in high school. 

He was polite and sweet and everything a boyfriend should be, and he never pushed the limit as far as Alice's virginal status was concerned. He'd asked for sex one time, but she'd told him that when the time was right, she'd do it. It just... never felt right. She'd always figured they'd just wait until they were married. It seemed like the right thing to do. 

And it wasn't as if they'd been together for a few months. They'd been together for nearly five years. She'd been half in love with him already before they'd ever even met in high school, watching him at every single soccer event they had. He was like her prince. Her knight in shining armor. 

While Alice went to UT, Jason went to UNT. Still in Texas, thankfully, but they were hours away from each other, so times became hard between them, but Alice was determined to work things out. They were basically the perfect couple. How could she not do everything to work things out with him?

A knock came to her door, and she flew across the room, throwing the door open, and shot straight into Jason's arms. He hugged her close for a moment, then pulled her back to give her the flowers he was holding in one hand. 

She was puzzled at that. He knew she really didn't do flowers. Yes, they were pretty, but all they did was die. Weird. But she let it go without much thought, finding a vase to place them in before they left her apartment. 

In his car, he gently stroked her hand with his thumb and mumbled, "I really missed you, honey."

"I know, babe. I missed you so much. One more year, right? One more year. Then we can figure out some sort of living arrangements where we aren't hours away from each other."

He cleared his throat and nodded as they pulled into a restaurant. Wow. Valet parking. Nice. 

After they'd gotten inside, they were seated at a very private table, seemingly away from everyone. Alice sighed, knowing she'd spend every single night for years to come getting to see his face across from hers at the dinner table, whether it was out or at home. 

They ate, making small talk about school, classes, their jobs, their parents, when Alice tentatively brought up the subject of the future. 

"I know it sounds crazy, and I always said I'd start teaching right after graduating, but I've really been thinking about grad school. I mean, I'm not gonna be picky about it. You can even help me decide... and we can find a nice place after... it could be anywhere, hon. Wouldn't that be great?"

He looked at her across the table, biting his lip and sighed, "That's actually why I wanted to see you today, Alice. I have something to tell you."

Immediately she felt panic. She looked at the table cloth, picking off the lint before her shaky voice allowed an, "Ok..."

He reached across the table and tilted her chin up, so she was looking at him, "Alice, I've met someone. Someone at school. Nothing has happened between us, and I would have never let it go that far, but I am beginning to have very strong feelings for her. I simply couldn't continue our relationship this way, knowing how I was feeling. 

"I love you, Alice, but things have changed. You've changed over these years.. as have I. I still care for you, very much, and if you'll let me be your friend, I will... though I understand if you don't. I just can't continue this way. 

"I think I may be falling in love with her.. Please understand that I never intended it to be this way. We were just.. in a class together. It was nothing. It is nothing, really. She doesn't even know how I feel. I could never talk to her in that way without telling you first. I... I'm so sorry, Alice, but for my own happiness, as well as yours, I'm afraid I have to end our relationship."

She sat there, unblinking, unfeeling... completely numb. Everything had just fallen apart. In two minutes, her life changed. As it registered, tears began to well up in her eyes, though she was determined not to make a scene. She dropped her head and nodded, the tears falling helplessly into her lap. 

She was finally able to whisper, "Do you not... want me anymore, Jason?"

"Not... not like I used to. But I do care about you, and I want us both to be happy.. which is why I'm doing this. How could you ever be happy with me when I want to be elsewhere? It just doesn't make sense anymore, baby."

"Five years makes sense, Jason. Five years we've both put into this relationship. We've gone through so much together! And you're just giving up... and for what? Someone who doesn't even know how you feel... Jason what if she doesn't feel the same?"

"Alice you don't understand. I do love you. And I'd rather be miserable alone than making you be miserable with me."

"That doesn't make sense, Jason. You're making me miserable by trying to not make me miserable."

"No Alice... not in the long run. I love you. But I'm no longer in love with you."

She nodded, defeated, and he took that as a sign. He signaled for the check, and within minutes, they were leaving. When he finally pulled up to her apartment complex, he didn't get out of the car to walk her in like he usually did, but instead, he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. She turned away from him, and he sighed, "I will give you time to recover, honey. I know this isn't what you expected. But I promise, when I feel it's been long enough, I call you, and check on you. For now..."

Before he could finish, she climbed out of his passenger seat and shut the door. She couldn't stand any more of it. The words just kept pouring from his mouth, and she didn't want to hear anymore. He never did know when to stop talking. 

Climbing the stairs then walking into the complex, she just trudged onward, finally making it into her room, then bed. The tears had never stopped coming, though silently. She wasn't the weepy type. They just fell, now down the sides of her face, past her cheek bones, over her ears, and into her hair. 

What was worse was that she couldn't drift off to sleep. That's how she rid herself of problems. She just drowned them in sleep. She wasn't a drinker, nor a partier. In fact, she was particularly boring. A virginal, non partying, nerd princess. Dear God. She'd be alone for the rest of her life. 

She'd never understood how someone so alive and vibrant as Jason could want her. Apparently, he didn't anymore. 

She glanced over and over and over again at the clock, which was now glowing 4:00 a.m. She sighed and turned away from it, determined to drift away. 



********************

Bryce:

It'd been an entire month, and still he couldn't get Alice James out of his head. He'd never seen anything like her. She was tall, around 5'6, with the biggest, sweetest brown eyes he'd ever seen. They weren't like the brown eyes that people complain about. They were like honey, and they poured over him every time she'd grace him with a look. 

Her hair was this crazy mess of dark curls that fell to the middle of her back. There was curly hair, and then there was Alice hair. It was wild, and sensuous, and everywhere, and he just wanted to tangle his hands into it. 

And those lips... oooh those lips. They curved at just the right places and curled into a sarcastic smile that was a little lopsided, leaning into the left side of her mouth, until she gave a full one that showed her perfect white teeth. 

Her body was exactly the opposite of the ones he'd held before. He'd always been into full figured women, whether the figure had some fake parts or not. "It's nice to have something to hold onto," he'd always said. But she was something else. Her frame was so tiny, probably sitting at 115 lbs, her breasts petite and perky, her waist so dainty and delicate, but her hips full and enticing, curving in the back to one of the most perfect asses he'd ever seen on top of these legs that never, ever seemed to end. 

That ass is what started it all. His eyes were captivated, until they slowly traveled up the rest of her body, and onto her angel's face. He'd never seen anything quite like her. 

And she was a mystery to him. Her impatient sighs, retorts, and short remarks that blended into blushes, stutters, and giggles stumped him. He knew there was more to her than what met the eye, yet she wouldn't show him. 

Fuck. When did he turn into such a sap?

He shook his head and continued in his task, which at the moment was restringing his bass, since there were no customers in the shop. 

Though he was doing his best to keep his mind off of her, his mind had a mind of it's own. Whaddya know. 

She would have a boyfriend. Of all the things he expected her to say, that wasn't it, though he should have seen it coming. Had it been some flirty party girl in front of him, it would have taken next to nothing but standing there to get a number... at least. But Alice had a boyfriend. Of course. 

Fuck. He'd been so immersed in his thoughts he hadn't noticed someone come in. 

"Welcome to Lee Music, can I help you?"

The cute red head turned around and tilted her head, eyeing him up and down with a smile before answering him. 

"Yeah.. I was wondering.. My boyfriend's birthday is coming up, and he's, like, a bass player, and I noticed he doesn't have any pics to play with. I figured he might want some for his birthday. Do you sell those here?"

Damn. She'd looked so cute, too. "Well, ma'am, to be honest, most bass players don't use pics.. though some might. If he doesn't already have any though, I'd imagine he doesn't play with them. I can still show you some if you'd like."

"That would be, like, so great."

She left toting a bag full of twenty pics. Poor guy. 

His back was turned as she walked out the door, and he heard the door jingle again as someone else walked in. He began his speech before he even turned his head.

"Welcome to Lee's, can I help..." he turned to see none other than Alice James. 

And if he'd thought the red head had looked good, he had another thing coming. Alice was the oddest dresser he'd ever seen, but she sure did make it look good. It was so off beat that it fit her. She wore a black and white pin striped button up with ruffles at the collar tucked into high waisted royal blue shorts with black suspenders attached and crossing over her back, along with wide, black rectangle glasses covering her honey eyes. 

"Yeah," she said, not turning to see him yet, "I was actually wanting to see about buying...." she trailed off as she looked up at him, his grin growing wider. "Well, now this is just getting weird," she grinned back at him, "I was just thinking about you!"

"No shit, huh? I was just thinking about you!" 

Her eyes widened at his language, but she laughed and shook her head, seeming much more approachable today than when he'd last seen her. 

"So, are you here because I'm just too irresistible, or is there something I can help you find," he smirked at her suggestively.

She blushed and rolled her eyes, though the smile that played on her lips spoke volumes. "Actually, I'm thinking about buying a guitar. I'm just trying it out, so I don't want to break the bank..."

He went into serious mode then, all business. "Ok, well are you looking for electric or acoustic, or do you know yet?"

"Definitely acoustic."

"Alrighty, well we have a few options here, but the best one for the money is probably this Yamaha. Really pretty, and has a nice sound, though of course it's no Gibson.. But like you said, you don't want to break the bank. This one will be really good to learn on, and if you want to continue with it, you can come back and buy something of better quality."

She took the instrument from him and turned it over in her hands, her fingers delicately plucking the strings and running them along the wood. "It's beautiful," she said, eying it with uncertainty. She bit her lip, then nodded, "I'll take it." 

They talked over care, and she got some pics as well as a cloth case, sighing shakily at the commitment she'd just made with herself. 

She looked at him, and smiled that half smile and laughed, "Now that I bought this thing, do you know where I can get some lessons?"

He smirked and raised his eyebrow, "I think I have just the guy for you. Do you want me to give him your info?"

"Oh yes, would you? That'd be so awesome. As a matter of fact, if you have it, I'll take his, too." 

He nodded and recited a number to her as she typed it into her phone, "Ok, and his name?"

"Uh sure, that would be Bryce, b-r-y-c-e, Hicks, h-i-c-k-s."

She stopped typing, startled, and looked up at him, "I thought you played bass.."

"I do sweetheart, but no one ever said I could only learn one instrument."

She blushed, and stuttered apologies while he laughed and shook his head, "It's fine, it's fine. I know I didn't mention it before. No sweat. So now that you have a professional interest in me, do I get to have your number?"

Her blush only grew darker, and he had to admit it was the cutest damn thing he'd ever seen. She was so sweet looking. 

"I guess I'll just have to give you my number now... for professional purposes only, of course," she tilted her eyes up at him and grinned, biting the corner of her curvy bottom lip. 

"Well, that's too bad. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'd rather know you professionally than not at all, but I was thinking about closing shop, and taking you out. Unless you still have that pesky boyfriend."

Her angel face fell a little but she tried to mask it, grinning again and tilting her head, "Actually, I would love to go out with you. How about this. You follow me to my apartment where I can put all my new toys, then I can ride with you wherever you'd like to take me?" 

The question was bold, but she spoke softly, the shyness creeping into her voice near the end. 

He reassured her, giving her a playful wink, "That sounds like a plan to me."



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Alice:

Omigod omigod omigod omigod what in the world was she doing? Hooly crap. 

She was spazzing on the inside as she jumped back into his truck after dropping her stuff off. She'd never done anything like this before. Ever. Well really.. all she'd ever known was Jason. Jason was safe. Jason was the usual. Jason was everything she was used to. But Bryce.. Bryce was colorful, and new, and different.. and dangerous. What the heck did she think she was doing running around with someone she didn't know?




Welcome to the Jungle



But then again, there was something about him... something about them. It was electric and it sizzled and popped. She'd tried to deny it just after they'd met, but it was hopeless. She'd thought of him countless times over the last month. 

He in himself was a complete juxtaposition. He gave such a tough persona with his steely eyes and and tattoo'd arms (and goodness knows what else), but the rest of him didn't give off that hardcore look. It was almost more GQ with his fitted sexy v-necks and jeans or tailored slacks that were just snug enough without being too skinny. Whooee. It was enough to make her rip her clothes off right there, and her virginal status was enough to confirm that she didn't do that sort of thing. 

Realizing she'd gotten lost in thought, she cleared her throat glancing at him in the drivers seat. He seemed to be doing some thinking himself.

"So where are we going," she asked as they took turns headed toward downtown, darkness coming in over the skyline. 

"I was thinking we could go to this bar. It has a really nice atmosphere and great music. Cool?"

She smiled, nearly laughing. She'd never actually been into a bar before. This was already crazy. "Very cool."

They got to the bar and walked in, and immediately she felt uncomfortable. This was so out of her element. The people here were of Bryce's variety.. all tattoo'd and drinking and cussing and just... not like her. But really, she'd never been around people like her anyway. 

As they passed the bar, Bryce leaned down to her amidst the noise and said, "Do you want something to drink?"

She shook her head no in response, shivering a little from his nearness, and half yelled, "No thanks. I don't really drink."

But as she was talking, a band went up on the stage. Bryce held onto her and they drifted up towards the stage. 

He leaned down again, his lips touching her ear, "I love these guys. Very smooth. I think you'll like them, too."

The heat from his lips on her ear had her wet. How crazy is that? The man barely touches her and she's coming apart at the seams 

After a few minutes, they began to play, and Alice had to admit, though she'd been spectacle, their sound was amazing. It was like a driving melodic sound with harmonies she didn't even know existed. They had several instruments, but the main focus was the drums and the bass and the vocals. Together, it was nearly intoxicating. 

She leaned against Bryce as the music moved them, his arms wrapping around her and holding her against him. It was like there was something smoldering between them, and Alice was trying to figure out whether she wanted to put the fire out or engulf in it. After that thought, she was sure that something was wrong with her. 

She turned to him and he leaned down to hear her as she murmured, "I think this smoke is getting to my head... is it ok if we head out?"

He only grinned at her and guided her out the door, trying to let her know it was ok that they leave early. They got back in the truck and wordlessly headed to her place. It was weird... like Bryce was a magnet and she was nothing but helpless shavings of metal. She kept shifting in her seat toward him, moving closer, then would again move far away, trying to get a grip on herself.

After an eternity they pulled up to her apartment, and she wrestled with what to do. After a minute or so of silence, Bryce turned to her smiling. 

"Thanks for letting me take you out..."

"Come inside," She busted out, immediately turning seventeen shades of red, each darker than the last. 

His smile faded a little as he began looking concerned, "Alice, I didn't have any intentions to come in.. I don't want you to think..."

She interrupted again, "Bryce.. I... I just got out of a really long relationship... trust me I didn't have any intentions either. I still don't really... I just know I don't want you to leave yet. I... like spending time with you. God that sounds so lame. I totally don't blame you if you want to leave. God why do I have to be so lame? Ugh."

He stared at her a second then busted out laughing. Bewildered she just stared, unsure if she should laugh or be offended. 

Finally he caught his breath and muttered "You are the cutest damn thing I've ever seen. Come on, let's go inside."

She sat in the seat for a moment longer, still unsure of what just happened, but she soon followed as he got out of the vehicle. 



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Bryce:

He'd had no intentions of coming into her apartment. He'd really had no intentions of asking her on a date. But with her, things just popped out of his mouth that he never intended to let pop. At least he hadn't let go of some of the very private thoughts he'd had during their evening together. 

In the bar, she'd been pressed so close to him, and he could feel every curve of her back, hips, and luscious ass. He was scared to death that she could feel his hard on pressed into her back, so he tried several times to adjust without her noticing. Even without her being close to him, just looking at her tight little body had him aching. 

But it wasn't just lust with this girl. She was special... which was a huge deal... because generally Bryce didn't take things seriously. Especially not women. Especially not after one day. 

But there was also the lust, which is why he'd had a hard time (no pun intended) allowing himself into the apartment. He didn't want to take advantage of her. Which was also a pretty huge deal. He wasn't a scum bag by any means, but he didn't want to get tied down with a woman either, so he infamously left a trail of bleeding hearts behind.

Against his better judgement, he followed her into her apartment already feeling anxious and many, many other things.

Looking around, he had to laugh. Her place was eclectic, just like her. There were several knick knacks around, along with quirky paintings and colorful rugs. 

"I know it's... different." She muttered behind him. He turned to find her face red, and her eyes darting around nervously. It was like she'd never brought anyone in here.

He smiled and took her hand, "I think it's great. Different becomes you."

She smiled shyly, and he saw her glance toward the new guitar case she'd left in the corner. He reached for it and grinned at her, "Why don't we have our first lesson?"

The lopsided grin he loved appeared as she sat, looking rather attentive. It was too damn cute. He wasn't sure if he'd ever thought the word "cute" so much in his life, but fuck she was just so cute. There was no other way to describe it. 

"Ok eager beaver," he chuckled, sitting opposite her and moving his fingers to make a chord. "Each of these little sections is called a fret. What you're gonna want to do is learn your fret board and learn what fret is what note. But tonight, I'll teach you the easiest chord in the book." Moving his fingers again, he showed her, "You're gonna put your index finger here, then middle, then ring. When you do that, you strum with your right hand..." he strummed to show her, "and voila. There you have a G chord. Now you try, and I'll help you."

He handed the guitar over to her, and she took it looking unsure. She placed it in her lap and tried to place her fingers in the right positions, but she looked confused. Then she strummed the chord, and it was certainly not the same thing he'd played earlier. She giggled and looked up at him for help. He crossed over to kneel behind her, and placed her fingers over the right frets, then had her strum again. Well at least it was closer this time.

"You have to push down really hard, especially on acoustic strings. It'll hurt, but you'll get used to it. Now push down really hard, and strum again."

And the chord finally came to life as it had when he did it. She squealed a little and laughed and then sighed. He moved on, showing her E minor, C major, and D major, then had her play in a non-rhythmic progression. Her eyes widened when she looked back up at him.

"That's amazing! I definitely want to learn how to do this," she mused looking down at the instrument. It took her no time to realize he was still right over her shoulder, watching her excitement. 

Time stopped for a moment. It seemed to take forever, but he marveled as she leaned into him, offering the kiss he'd been wanting all night long. He let her come to him, and then their lips met. The charge that had been between them since the day they met zinged and it was all he could do to not ravish her right there. Good God, he was 25 years old and had enough experience that a kiss shouldn't get him this riled up, but it was. 

Her taste was sweet in his mouth as her tongue mingled with his, her breath and his colliding. He barely noticed as she moved toward him while taking the guitar and leaning it against the couch that was next to them. It was at that point that she stood, taking him with her, and pulled him close, her hands searching his face, his hair, his chest. The fuse between them had finally lit, and he was beginning to be scared of the explosion. 

He pulled back a little and murmured against her lips, "Baby you barely know me. We should slow this down some, don't you think?"

She pulled back and looked at his face, seemingly searching him. She whispered, "I may not know you, but I know I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you right now.. and I'm not exactly sure what to do about it."

When he had no answer for her, she reached for him again and he succumbed to her will, falling with her again into a kiss even deeper than the one before it. His hands found her waist, and she drew to him, her body nestled into his. It was no secret now how badly he wanted her. He couldn't hide it at this point if he tried. He was rock hard for her and nudging her belly over two kisses. Granted, they were the most intoxicating kisses he'd ever experienced, but still, kisses. 

Timidly, she reached between them and touched him through the thick material of his jeans, and he hissed, nuzzling her neck before devouring it. 

She tugged on the waistline of his jeans and groaned, "Please take these off..."

He grinned wickedly at her and began peeling her suspenders off of her shoulders and challenged, "You first."

She blushed, but her eyes were determined as she unhooked the suspenders, then untucked her shirt and slowly began unbuttoning it. Down to her bra and shorts, she paused looking at him for direction. He came to her and helped unbutton and tug her shorts off, then paused to look at her in her black matching lacy bra and panties. He could have sworn that he'd never seen anything sexier than Alice in all of her insecurity giving him this vision of her. 

He helped her with her bra, which suddenly she seemed very shy about, and figured he'd go slower with the panties. He leaned her back on the couch and touched his lips to hers, beginning to kiss her again as his hands roamed her hot body. They soon dipped into the black lacy fabric, where he groaned and she gasped as he touched her. She was so hot, and slick, but so silky. He wanted nothing more than to taste her, but he warned himself to slow down. He didn't want to scare her. 

She cried out when he entered her with his index finger, taking care to go intoxicatingly slow. But fuck she was so damn tight. It couldn't have been that long since she'd had sex.. How was she so...

His thoughts were lost as she moaned his name, her breathing accelerating in a beautiful melody harmonizing with her sighs and cries. No woman had ever made sex this sensual before. 

Two fingers moved into her tunnel, and she gasped again, her face contorting in a way that had him pull back. Then the thought hit him. Fuck. 

"Baby..." he murmured as he pulled away, ignoring her pleas for more, "please tell me... this isn't your first time is it?"

Immediately the blood rushed to her face as she blushed a maroon shade, and bit her lower lip, "I was going to tell you but... it was just too good to stop, and I couldn't think... I'm sorry.. but I don't want you to stop..."

Well shit. 

Feeling conflicted he sighed and tried not to look at her pleading face, "Alice I can't take it from you. Not when we hardly know each other... You can't possibly want me to be the one to take it."

"Bryce..." she sat up, her face going serious, "I meant what I said. I've never felt like this before... It's mine to give away. If I want to give it to you, which I do, then let me..."

He sighed again and finally looked at her. She was so beautiful and sexy in her near nakedness on the couch.. but he knew that for her first time, she needed better. 

"Where's the bedroom, baby?"

She looked up at him surprised, and pointed in the direction of her room. Gently, he picked her up and carried her the direction she indicated. He laid her on the bed, and as she'd asked of him earlier, began to undress. But before he could finish, she was assisting him, pulling here and tugging there, helping him out of his clothes.

Together, they fell back on the bed where he continued where he'd left off.

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Alice:

She gasped as she felt herself nearing climax. This was the second time since they'd been on the bed that he'd brought her to this ecstasy, and she was already realizing how addictive this could be. Why had she never done this before? 

But when she glanced up above her, seeing Bryce slipping his fingers into her tunnel, it's no wonder. Jason was great, but he wasn't like this. Bryce was just beautiful. In the sexiest sense of the word. 

And even sexy couldn't describe the feeling of cumming against his fingers, her body writhing against his. She could feel now how open she was to him, and she was never more ready for all of him.

"Bryce..."

He looked down at her, and grinned, leaning down to kiss her neck and chest, slipping a nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling. In between sucks, he murmured, "Yeah baby?"

"Bryce I want you..." she shuddered as he moved back up to her lips.

"And what do you want me to do to you?" He rolled on a condom, still kissing her mouth and neck.

Her face flushed again, but she knew what he wanted to hear. "Fuck me."

He groaned and moved his cock between them, sliding it across her entrance, teasing her.

"Bryce... please... please fuck me," she whimpered. 

Finally, he moved into her tunnel, the first swollen inch gripped by her. She gasped and bit down hard on her lip. He pushed again, another three inches as he gasped too. She could feel her pussy stretching for his girth, wrapping around him tightly. 

"You ready baby," he breathed through clenched teeth.

She only moaned in response, which seemed to be good enough for him.

He pushed one last time, fully breaching her, her face contorted with pain and pleasure. 

She tilted her hips up to meet him and whimpered, "Bryce.. more..."

He smiled and leaned down to kiss her again, "Hon, you don't want me to be rough this time." 

But his movements became more reckless as did hers, and soon they were both climbing. Her nails dug into his back and shoulders as she began to cling to him, holding on for dear life. She was hurting, but then it felt so good. She didn't know what she felt, really, and her senses were seemingly overloaded. She knew she wouldn't cum this time simply for the pain, but the power of his thrusts, the feeling of him inside her was enough to make her see stars. 

Looking up at his bluest eyes, she saw him trying to hold on for her, trying to make it the best possible. She gripped his arms and moved her face to his for a kiss, after which he whispered against her lips, "Babe... Alice... I'm about to lose it..."

"It's ok. It's ok, Bryce." 

He pushed into her one final time before erupting into the condom, his breath hitching as he whispered her name. 

Breathless and seemingly weakened, he fell softly onto her and Alice welcomed the weight. She wrapped her arms around him, their sweat mingling even further. 

Suddenly she realized, she'd never felt quite so alive... so wild. And she liked it.



Welcome to the Jungle Ch. 02



A few days went by since Dana had gotten a chance to into the zoo. She delivered her babies a week or so early, and once she recovered, she went back to the zoo, trying to cope with quite a few emotions and hormones left over from a pregnancy that really wasn't hers to keep the result of. She'd no sooner than closed the entrance gate behind her when a familiar voice rang in her head. 

~Hello, Dana, you don’t seem to well, dear. Come by my pen when you can, I'll do what I can to cheer you up.~ A ridiculous image of the busty cat girl wearing a cheerleader's outfit and jumping up and down with pom-poms and mewing cheers for the keeper entered Dana's head, and despite her depression, she couldn't help but smile.

She went back to the 'Employees Only' section of the park and donned her brown shorts and short-sleeved shirt, looking down at her deflated tummy, really wanting her babies back. She clocked in and smiled a bit when she found out that she would be in charge of the cat-girl's exhibit again today. Her boss had even gone so far as to write that she had 'a rapport with the animal'. She picked up the tray of meat on the counter labeled with Sarah's scientific name, hefted it onto a golf cart and drove to her enclosure. When she got there she sighed softly. "Here kitty, kitty, kitty," she cooed, knowing that is would get a chuckle out of the cat.

Musical laughter filled her head as the cat girl laughed happily. ~Oh, stop it! You are too cute sometimes. I left a path for you to find to track me, see if you can find where I'm hidden. You'll like the surprise.~ 

Her tone of voice was slowly regaining some of the strain she'd had before dining on the zookeeper- the satiating effect it had had on her was slowly wearing off. nowhere near as urgent as it had been a few days ago, but it was coming back. 

~I've been practicing a few Nekomimi tricks in anticipation of your return,~ she giggled and then went silent, waiting for Dana to start hunting for her.

She took the tray of meat and opened the enclosure and stepped inside. Once the door was latched, she dropped the tray on the floor, knowing that Sarah would only eat it if she were really hungry, preferring the 'fresher' meat she got the other day. Dana placed her hand over her stomach protectively, a habit from when she was pregnant. A flood of emotions washed over her and she sniffed softly. She found the trail that Sarah had left but knew how to get to the cave from before. 

"Sarrie... are you in there?" she said as she peered through the underbrush.

~You can go to the cave but I'm not theeeeeeere!~ she replied in a singsong voice, giggling a little. ~I made a path for you to follow for a reason. practice all that useful knowledge I taught you about tracking and find me, silly!~

She rolled her eyes and spotted a cleared path in the trees. 'This way?' she asked the cat mentally.

~I give no help! follow the trail and you shall find me. Lose the trail and you can wander until your feet hurt,~ she spoke calmly, confident that Dana would find her. 

Dana knew it was impossible to track a nekomimi unless they wanted to be tracked. There were subtle signs that Sarah had left for Dana- a leaf out of position, a spider web that had a single strand snapped by someone’s passing, twigs scattered on the ground from someone stepping on them. She saw other signs as she went on; a puddle that had been stepped in, a tuft of hair on a briar. 

'Someone is shedding,' she said with a smile, hoping to get some reaction from the cat.

~SHEDDING?! I, my dear, do NOT shed. That's left over from grooming, thank you very much.~ 

There was no anger, just playfulness and happiness. Nekomimi, so far as Dana knew, were humanlike cats- fur from head to toe like regular cats, though their bodies were closer to human ones than feline ones. Dana wandered seemingly aimlessly, spotting little hints that the cat was there. She came to a part of the 'jungle' where the birds didn’t chirp and the bugs didn’t buzz. She looked around, knowing Sarah must be close.

A deep rumbling purr emanated from the thick foliage above and the branches on the trees here were all thick enough and closely spaced enough that climbing up to Sarah would be as easy as climbing a ladder. 

~Nice to see you. Come on up, Dana.~

'Hey cutie,' she said in her mind, trying to seem as lighthearted as possible, even though her heart was on a roller coaster ride from hell. She dusted off her hands and grabbed one of the lower branches, hoisting herself up and getting a good footing. As soon as she saw Sarah, she almost fell. The Nekomimi's already huge breasts had become unbelievably huge, two vast round globes hanging down from the cat morph’s body as she lay sprawled on her stomach on a tree limb. 

~Now, now, no use lying to yourself or me. You’re feeling miserable after having those two babies of yours leave, aren't you? Come on up, dear and I'll do what I can to cheer you up.~

Her eyes were immediately drawn to the massive breasts before her, wondering if the tree could hold such weight. She had a thought run through her head; a quote from a television show, "Looking at cleavage is like looking at the sun... you get a sense of it and you look away!" and she turned away, choosing to look at her own hands. 

~Yeah, but you won't go blind looking at my cleavage, darling.~ 

Dana spoke softly aloud, "I missed you Sarah, how have you been without me?" 

~I've been kind of okay. They throw the steaks in and slam the door- no one dares come in here any more- I missed you a lot.~ 

'I missed you too! Surprisingly that got me through a lot after I gave birth. I figured if I couldn’t take care of them, I could come look after you. Maybe become a damsel in distress and have more stupid people come in and try to rescue me like Thompson did!' she grinned wickedly. 

Dana inched closer to the cat and made a motion, indicating that, if acceptable, she wanted to rest her head next to the cat's. The nekomimi yawned hugely, purred and stretched, still laying on her branch. With one swift motion she'd pulled Dana close and cuddled close to the smaller woman. 

~They'd catch on eventually, though. I can only block thoughts for so many people for so long. someone will notice and put two and two together,~ she sighed, ~I'm going to break out of here in a while, though. want to come with?~

'You want me to break out with you? Sarah... not to sound rude or inconsiderate but I can come in and out as I please. But I want to help you... just as long as you promise to come and visit!' she said with a mocking scowl. 

Dana was really sorry that she could do nothing really for Sarah but even if she could she wouldn’t know what to do! The cat could bust out of here in a heartbeat, Dana truthfully didn’t know why she hadn’t already. She was smart enough and strong enough if it came down to brute force... it would be a cinch.

~Because everything happens for a reason and the reason for me to leave hasn't happened yet. And besides, wouldn’t you want to have kids again?~ the big cat girl purred nuzzling Dana and smiling.

'Of course I would but my next surrogacy wont start for another few months at least. Even if I were offered a job today it still takes 3 months for all the paperwork and legal stuff to go through.' 

~What if you didn’t have to worry about paperwork? And you got to see the kids every day?~

She looked at the cat quizzically, 'What do you mean?'

~I'll answer when you do. What if it worked that way?~ 

'I would be ecstatic,' she thought, with a huge smile on her face. 

~So you'd like it to work that way?~ 

'Yes, but it doesn’t,' she said, becoming downhearted again.

~It can. With a little help and a little traveling. You feel up to it?~

'Travel? Where are we going to go?!' she said, a bit upset. She stared into Sarah's beautiful eyes, honey brown met lightning blue. She cuddled the cat. 'Sarah, I would go anywhere with you,' she thought.

Sarah grinned and pulled Dana close, the slender girls' body pressed gently against Sarah’s right breast. 

~Good! Then you'll come with me when I leave?~

'Yes... I have no true obligations, not even a pet at home to keep me company' she thought sadly. She nuzzled Sarah's breast, breathing hot air onto her.

~Thank you. Nekomimi... do no bear children easily, though with the magic we have, we've occasionally found people like you to be surrogates for us.~

'Really? That is so great!' she thought joyfully. 

She got into surrogacy to bring love and joy to those who could not conceive on their own and loved it when she could offer them hope.

She smiled, ~Yyyyyep! Glad you agree! Now hop out of my tree so I can get down, beautiful. I have something for you.~ 

She stretched her muscles and groped her way down the tree. "It was so much easier to get up the tree," she vocally complained.

~Easy for you. not for me. I probably tripled my weight with these monsters, and that's just from that one zookeeper.~ She grimaced and stretched again, the branch creaking. ~You down yet?~

Dana hopped the last few feet to the ground and looked up at the graceful cat. 

'Yeah, I'm done... get your butt down her already,' she smiled. 

~Done!~ She swiped at the branch, weakening it to the point where it snapped and she tumbled down.. down.. down.... landing silently on all fours, her huge breasts spread out beneath her almost to the point where she COULDN'T stay on all fours. ~You need companionship, sweetie... let's go to my cave and get you relaxed.~

She got a surprised look on her face and just began stammering. 'Umm... but... don’t you think... how would... I-I-I'

~What? Just say it, dear~

'I-I-I... are you sure??' she said to the cat.

~If I didn’t suggest it, I wouldn’t be sure. Besides, you said you liked them the first time we talked.~

She blushed a brilliant shade of red and looked at the sexy cat woman. 'That actually sounds really good right about now,' she thought and smiled sweetly.

She smiled, stretching and gingerly standing up on two legs, her huge breasts right at face level for Dana, the massive mammaries swaying ponderously as the cat girl began walking to her cave. ~come on then.~ 

Dana practically drooled and wanted to take her right there but the risk of being caught was completely unacceptable. She followed to the cave, her stomach a nervous ball of knots. Sarah smiled walking into the cave, vanishing around a corner for a half second, one paw beckoning the girl to follow. Dana stooped low and entered the dark cave and smiled softly at the cat girl, so anxious to be with the sexy creature.

The cave was lit with small spheres of lightning and the cat girl... she’d gone from a human-looking feline to a true anime cat girl. Hair on her head, and a little between her legs, and a thin layer over her catlike ears, digigrade hand-paws and feet-paws and tail, the tail waving wildly with feline excitement.

“Mmmm... like what you see?” her voice rang through the air.

She blinked her eyes closed for a moment and smiled when it wasn’t a dream. She reveled in Sarah's pure whiteness and couldn’t wait to get to touch her soft skin.

The cat smiled, her huge breasts bare, the tiny nipples erect and begging to be sucked. "Go ahead and get undressed, girl. I can wait."

Dana nervously turned around and began unbuttoning her brown shirt and slid off her tacky brown shorts. She stood with her back to the cat as she unfastened her bra and wriggled out of her panties; the final touch, letting down her long hair. She turned slowly and revealed herself; a belly, despite just given birth was fairly toned, her breasts were fully engorged with milk and though dwarfed Sarah's, they were still quite impressive. She stared at her feet and waited for the verdict. 

The neko girl smiled, her tail waving faster and laying down on a soft mattress from who knows where, laying on her back. "Come to me, sexy. I need this as much as you do." 

She curled up on the mattress and nervously rested her hand on Sarah's hip. She looked her body over and smiled sweetly. “You are beautiful Sarah”

She smiled. "Thanks for the vote of confidence. what do you think of my breasts?"

”Those are nice enough to turn a gay man straight! Mmmmm I want to suck and nibble on them so badly!” she half whimpered.

"So go ahead! I'm not stopping you! touch them!"

She lifted a shaky hand and just barely touched the firm nipple. Dana let out a moan as she began her ministrations on the cat woman. She palmed her nipples and softly licked her puffy areolas. She relished in the subtle taste of her skin. She wanted more, had to have more!

Sarah moaned happily, pressing Dana against her breast. "Yess... oh yes... please, more..."

She took the little nipple in her hot mouth and sucked on it as she toyed with the other. She wanted to badly to please Sarah, feeling an unmistakable connection with her. The cat purred, the tiny pencil-eraser nipples stiff, the dime-sized areolas puffy and sweet, and then she felt milk gush into her mouth, hot sweet, delicious, unlike anything she'd ever had. 

The cat girl was happily mewling and purring from Dana's touches and moaned happily. Dana breathed heavily, suckling on her teat, loving the sensations it produced, such incredible sweetness. She purred in her own little way; a soft rolling of her tongue in the back of her throat which was intended to send vibrations through Sarah's sensitive flesh. 

Sarah gasped, purring and moaning her paws kneading her huge breasts, milk spraying as the space between her thighs became soaked, her tail sliding between Dana's thighs. 

The keeper gasped audibly, feeling the tail invade her moistness. She moaned and shuddered, getting even more turned on. The tail started pumping hard and fast, sliding in and out as those huge breasts swelled bigger, rounder, softer, milk spraying from her nipples like geysers. 

"MEW! OH YEEEEESSSSS!!!"

Dana sucked and flicked her tongue over the hard nipple. Her hand found its way in between Sarah's furry little lips and sought out her clit. Finding it she arched her back and stroked it with such fervor.

"Aaaaaaah!" She shivered and came again, her breasts swelling a little bit bigger, her body quivering as her tail thrust in and out of Dana far faster than any man had done to her and it felt much better too. Dana’s eyes fluttered and her body began to tremble as the keeper was caught in the throws of her own orgasm. She came hard, clenching her pussy rhythmically on the cat's tail, 'milking' it as if it were a man. The cat morph gasped, her breasts quivering and jiggling, each one big enough for Dana to use as a mattress, the soft pillowy flesh warm and sexy to the touch, "Aaaaahh!"

Dana panted and came down off her high, feeling Sarah's sticky tail still buried deep within her.

She smiled and purred. "Feel better?"

The keeper nodded over and over and cuddled close to the cat, softly licking the sweat off of her body. 

She smiled, "Mmm... happy?"

”Yes Sarah... how could I be any happier?” she smiled.

"You could a have a litter of cubs in you. or, preferably two or three litters..."

She looked at the cat woman with wide eyes. “You could do that for me? Would I get to see them often like you said in the tree?”

"You'd be living in our community, with their parents. Short of having them wander off to be captured, you'd see them every day."

”Captured... what do you mean?”

"How do you think I ended up here? I got captured by hunters."

The keeper sat on the floor and crossed her legs, looking just like a toddler, ready for story time. 

“Sarah... tell me all about it, please. I want to know what your communities are like and how you were captured and everything else!” 

"Well, the entire place has a lot of magic in it- compasses and GPS stuff don’t work- they always get let away from our home. There are houses in the trees and on the ground, and everyone lives together and loves together- anyone can sleep with anyone else of age.”

She smiled, cuddling Dana close, slowly kneading her huge breasts and purring. "How long do you think you would need to get yourself together? I'll go when you're ready."

"Only a few days... I don’t have much," she said, smiling softly

"Just gather clothes you need and leave everything else. Can you find some long pants, and a long-sleeved shirt and a baseball cap for me? We'll travel legit, as humans would, and I'll need a hat to hide my ears." She smiles. 

"And where should I bring all of the clothes for you? Do you want them in the zoo or in a public place?"

"Keep them at your house- I'll get them when I come there. Don’t bother with a bra, but get one of those long cloth bandages, an Ace bandage- you know what they are?”

"Yeah, I have a couple smaller ones for when my ankles get sore after carrying those babies. I also have a rather wide one that I used to wrap my stomach when I was interviewing for another job... didn’t think they would hire a pregnant woman."

"I'll use the big one. Can you get big boots for me, too?"

"Sure," the keeper looked down at the cat's feet and knew she would have to get a fairly large man's size. "You know what they say about cats with big feet, right... they have a long tail!" and she held the cat's tail gently in her hands and bathed it with her tongue, getting all the sticky residue from her fur.

She giggled, "THAT won’t be a problem, at least." She smiled, purring, "You'll have to go soon- they'll come in looking for you otherwise."

She nodded but didn’t want to go, "They wouldn’t come in here with that ferocious cat girl stalking the enclosure... unless they trip the switch that fills this place with knock-out gas! That wouldn’t be good! Me naked in your arms, wreaking of sex would put a damper on things," she giggled.

She chuckled. "They don’t know I'm immune to such things, do they?"

"If they did I don’t think they would have installed that apparatus... it cost the zoo $80,000!"

She giggled, and transformed back into her cat girl appearance and mewed. ~Go back now- I'll be ok. I'm here to talk to, you know that.~

She smiled and pulled on her clothes, 'accidentally' leaving her panties by the head of the mattress for her sexy lover. She found her way out of the enclosure and latched the door behind her. She was distracted all day and when she got off work she went right to Wal-Mart and bought her a nice big hat, a big pair of hiking boots, a long extra-large shirt to cover her chest and a pair of stretch jeans. She brought her things home and took out the large ace bandage. After setting them all out in a pile on the table she sat nervously and thought about all the events of the day. Her fingers could not help but wander into her shorts and stroke her bare pussy. She quickly brought herself to an explosive orgasm and rested in the afterglow on the couch

She'd managed to recover from the sex enough to be able to walk again, and once able to do so, Sarah climbed up into a tree, sprawled out on a branch, and slept, dreaming silent happy dreams, waiting for tomorrow.



Welcome to the Jungle Ch. 02



Alice:

She turned a groggy head over, running right into a tattooed arm. Oh my. Opening her eyes, she met the face of Bryce Hicks. Memories of last night flooded back to her piece by piece, and she felt her face begin to heat. Every touch, every kiss, every joining and every pleasure came back in full blast. Dear Lord, what had she done? Well... what she'd done was have the single best night of her life. She didn't regret one second. The question was, what happens now? 

She glanced at him, watching him sleep. Another juxtaposition. Everything he'd shown her last night was far from "sweet," but that was the only word that could come to her mind right now as he slept. 

What day was it? ...Monday? She glanced over at the clock and gasped. Oh shit.

"Oh no. Oh no, oh no. Ohnoohnoohno!" She squealed, fighting with the covers that were suddenly grasping her. 

He stirred next to her and mumbled, "S'wrong?"

"I'm so late. SO very late. I already missed two classes today."

He smiled at her and glanced up as she continued losing the fight against the comforter. "Have you skipped any this semester?"

She paused and looked over at him, "Well... no."

He laughed and pulled her to him, "Skipping is healthy every now and again. Stay here..."

She nuzzled into him, and grinned, wanting so badly to give in. It would be so easy. Stay in bed. Do all sorts of naughty things. Not worry about class and notes and tests... Aw shit! Tests. 

She pulled away again, "Trust me, I want to, but I can't. I have a test in a little over an hour. I have just enough time to shower and make it to my test... but maybe I'll see you later..?" 

"You better," he grinned at her again before getting up from his place in her bed, grabbing the clothes he'd been wearing the night before. 

She couldn't help but admire him as he stood there, all naked right in front of her, and it made her inclination to stay with him even stronger. 

"Where are you going," she asked quietly.

"I have work to do today, too. I'll be at the shop if you want to come by later..."

"Of course I do..." she immediately blushed at how eager she sounded, but a rush of boldness pushed her to him, and she kissed him, their naked bodies pressed together. She felt his reaction, his arousal, against her, and she responded in kind, wetness growing warm between her thighs. 

His hands tangled in her hair and he pulled lightly, simultaneously bringing her closer. He broke the kiss and with ragged breathing, he whispered in her ear, "Couldn't you suddenly have some deathly disease and just stay home? We could play doctor," he wiggled his eyebrows and slid his hands down to cup her ass, and she giggled and shook her head.

"You know I want to, but I cannot miss that test. Now, I've got to shower, and I can't be distracted anymore or I'll be late. I promise I'll come by later though."

He smirked again and pulled away from her, throwing on his clothes. He turned back to her once more, allowing a small kiss, "I'll see you later then. Good luck, babe," and then he turned and walked to the front door, shutting it softly behind him. 

How the hell could she get ready after that?

***********

She kept glancing up at the clock. She'd only been here fifteen minutes, and she was only on page two of her test. She couldn't focus. All the words just blended together, and then images flashed in her mind of last night... and this morning. She couldn't ever remember thinking about sex so much in fifteen minutes. 

She attempted to focus again, moving through another page and a half. She again felt herself grow wet at the thought of Bryce's body pressed against hers this morning... 

Damn she had to finish this fucking test. She started at that. She couldn't remember ever even thinking the word "fuck" before last night. Strange. 

She reigned in her focus again and finished, nearly sprinting out of the room. 

Her car came to a stop in front of Lee's, and she was suddenly nervous. Sure she'd been with this man naked last night, but she still didn't really know him. But the more she thought about it, it didn't really matter anymore. She took a shaky breath and went inside.

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Bryce:

He'd been on edge all day. Last night was not something that was a regular part of his routine. In fact, since his much younger days, he'd never slept with anyone he'd known less than a week. It had been impossible to resist, though. She was so sure, yet insecure, and so strong, but so fragile. He didn't know whether he wanted to learn everything about her, or get the fuck as far away from her as possible. 

He'd always dated girls his speed. Girls who'd been with plenty of other guys. Girls who knew what they wanted in bed. Girls who had dirty mouths and dirty minds. Girls who didn't stick around. Alice was none of those things. 

She was a virgin... well, before last night, anyway. She was timid with him in bed, simply for the lack of experience. She was the sweetest girl he'd ever met. She was somebody's wife someday. Not a one night stand. Not a temporary fix. She was an eventual mom, a friend, a companion. He didn't want any of those things. He wanted to live his life without complications. He wanted his music, and his life, and maybe a girl here and there, but not everywhere. Not like she would be. She deserved to be everything, though. He just couldn't give her that. 

As if he'd summoned her with his thoughts, she whirled into the store and stood in front of him. That in itself was enough to make him second guess his assumptions about himself. She was wearing a mustard colored pencil skirt that followed every curve of her long legs and supple ass. On top, she had a gray capped sleeved floral shirt that dipped in a V to show a hint of cleavage, and her heels just made her legs look that much longer, while her hair was down and wild and perfect. She was sex in a skirt, and she didn't even know it. 

She looked like she couldn't decide what to do. She glanced at him, then walked around the store looking into various rooms, then opened the bathroom doors. 

"Whatcha doin'...." He called after her, but she just kept moving around. Finally, she came back to him, and fiercely pulled him into her, her tongue intertwining with his while she pulled at his hair. Her hands travelled up his shirt, and then down to the waste band of his pants.

He pulled away from her, studying her carefully, "Alice.. you ok? You know people walk in here, I can't..."

"Please just fuck me," she interrupted him, her eyes wide as though she was surprised that she said it. "I just... I haven't been able to stop thinking about you," she kept grazing his chest with her hands, "I need... you."

"Baby trust me, I understand completely... While I'd love to tear your clothes off right here, I have a job to do... anyone could come in here at any time..."

She glanced around the empty store and raised an eyebrow pointedly.

"Well..." he began to stammer, "there's no one here right now... But it's a possibility..."

She raised the other eyebrow and silently moved to lock the door. When he had nothing to say in return, she moved to him again and reached down to caress the bulge in his pants. He groaned and inched closer to her bringing his lips back onto her. 

"You're relentless today," he murmured, and she just purred against his lips. "Well, let's at least move into the back office. It'll make me feel a little better."

She followed him to the back of the store into a small dark office. She grinned and hopped on the desk, hiking her skirt up, "I had a fantasy about this just today." 

"Oh, did you," he murmured, softly kissing her neck. She sighed and leaned her head back giving him more access. "Tell me, what was that fantasy, exactly?"

She struggled to breathe as his mouth moved across her neck, then to her shoulder as he pulled her sleeve down, and down... 

Then suddenly he stopped. She shot him a pleading look before he grinned and asked again, "What was the fantasy?"

"Well..." she blushed, "I was sitting like this on a desk with my skirt around my waste, and you were between my legs....Ohhh," she sighed as he nipped her shoulder with his teeth.

"Aaannd," he prompted her to go on.

Her voice husky, she continued, "You teased me for a long time... Drove me... crazy... Till' I begged you..."

"Then...?"

She moaned as he pulled her shirt down a little further and kissed the flesh on her chest, moving lower and lower. "You... you fucked me... hard..." 

He sucked in a breath at her words, then attacked her lips, hands roaming as he sucked her tongue into his mouth. His hands roamed down her body, then up her skirt, pushing it up further as he explored. He found warmth and wetness waiting for him, and the only thing separating him from it was a thin scrap of lace. 

He moved her panties to the side and slid a finger up and down her slit, coating it. He groaned and murmured, "Fuck, baby... You're so wet already... When exactly did you have this naughty fantasy? I was assuming you meant this morning..."

She blushed yet again and moaned as his finger teased her entrance, "Actually... during my test..."

At that, he slip one finger into her gaining a shudder in response from the brown eyed beauty. He watched her respond to him, and he realized he'd never been with anyone like her. With every touch he gave her, her eyes would roll back, or her body would shake, or her muscles would clench, and it even heightened his arousal knowing the effect he had on her. 

Another finger moved into her tunnel, and he watched as she began to rotate her hips around him, searching for her release. She had suddenly gone from the shy virgin he took out last night to a sex goddess losing all abandon to find her climax. He was so keyed up by it, he was afraid he wouldn't last a second into her. 

She hadn't yet cum when she looked up at him, eyes wide, and begged, "Bryce, please just fuck me. I need your cock. All of it." 

She reached to his pants and fumbled between the button and the zipper when the thought hit him. "Baby," he tried to push her hands away, "I don't have a condom.. I used the one I had in my wallet last night..."

She only smiled and reached for her purse and jerked out a package. Completely taken aback, he could only laugh and shake his head as she purred, "Guess who went to the drug store?"

His laughter stopped immediately when she freed his cock from his jeans. She'd not yet touched him in this way, and her hands were so soft that it nearly set him off right there. He was a grown ass man, yet he was nearly cumming just from being touched by this girl. What the fuck was wrong with him? 

Interrupting his thoughts, she murmured, "I didn't realize how big and yummy it looks..." and before he could even brace himself, she leaned down and took him in her mouth. He sucked in a breath and groaned, his hands reaching for her hair and tangling all up in it. He was doing the best he could not to fuck the hell out of her mouth, but it was so silky. He pulled on her hair a little harder than he had before, and she moaned, the vibrations shooting up his spine. 

He gasped, "I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to pull so hard..." but she just moaned again, telling him that she liked it. Damn it all, this girl was gonna kill him. 

She licked and sucked his cock as far into her mouth as it would go, and tentatively held onto his balls. He felt his load stir within him, and he lightly pushed her away.

"Baby, I'm gonna cum if you don't stop." 

She let his dick go with a light pop out of her mouth, and looked up at him with a grin before tearing the little package open, and rolling the condom onto him. She then pulled him closer to her and between her legs before whispering, "Now. Fuck me now."

He pressed himself against her entrance and gasped. She was even wetter than when he'd fingered her. His cock made her that wet. Fuck. 

He pushed slowly into her, aware that this was still only her second time, and damn didn't he know it by how her walls tightened around him. She was intoxicating. Every move he made, she moved with him. Her walls squeezed him, her moans moved him further into her, and her eyes met his with a fervor that almost scared him. 

They rocked faster and faster, her legs locked around his waist, her arms hanging onto him for dear life. He drove into her even harder as she started moaning his name, his actions moving far beyond what his thoughts were capable of controlling at this point. 

"Shit... babe... I'm gonna cum..."

"Oh," she gasped, "fuuuck."

Her pussy walls began contracting around him, draining him. He thanked God for it because at that precise moment he lost it and poured into the condom, wishing for one brief moment that he was filling her up instead. 

They stayed together, his head falling to her shoulder, both breathing hard. Alice's thighs were still quivering, and a slight sweat was shining on her forehead, but she looked like absolute bliss. 

After a few minutes, they heard the door jingle. Only one other person had the key... Shit.

Bryce quickly zipped and buttoned his pants before whispering to Alice, "Baby that's my boss. I'm gonna go tell him I was having lunch with you, but you stay in here and get decent. I don't want you to be embarrassed. Take your time, I'll talk to him as long as I need to."

She grinned and leaned up to give him a quick kiss before he headed out the door. 

"Jim," Bryce smiled as he came out to face his role model and mentor, "wasn't expecting you to come by."

"Apparently," Jim's eyes mocked him. "Who were you expecting? I've never been by to see you only to find the door locked."

"Ah, that. I had a friend come by for lunch, and I didn't want customers to be in and out while we were trying to eat..."

Alice chose that moment to come out of the office, looking even better than when she had first gotten there. She stuck her hand out to Jim and beamed, "Hi there, I'm Alice. I'm a... friend of Bryce's. I hope it's okay that I came by for lunch."

"Good to meetcha, Alice, I'm Jim. And it's no trouble at all. I trust Bryce with pretty much anything," Jim glanced over at Bryce giving him a knowing, though inconspicuous look. 

"Well, it was very nice to meet you, but I was just leaving. Thanks for the... burger, Bryce. I'll see you later?"

He grinned as he walked her out, "Sure. I'll call you."

The door shut, and Bryce turned to see Jim giving him "the look." He was so fucked. 

"You know, with the small size of this shop, usually I can smell a burger within the foot of the door."

"Jim..."

"She is beautiful, Bryce. She's real... different. Like you."

Bryce looked skeptical, "I wouldn't say I'm that different..."'

"Don't bullshit yourself, son. You're as different as they come. And no more fucking in my store. I'll let it slide this time just 'cause she's so sweet."

Bryce grinned and stuck out his hand to shake on it, "Deal. Sorry, boss. I just couldn't resist."

"Well, don't make a habit of it. Last thing I need is the wife thinkin' I'm dickin' around. She's real cute though, Bryce. I think you might oughtta hang onto her."

Bryce pondered that thought for a moment before smiling and saying, "We'll see, I suppose."

********************

Alice:

The voice of Sylvia James came sharply to her ear, "Alice Cassandra James, I have called you three times today, all of which I know you don't have class, and you know I absolutely despise that. Where were you? And you're just now returning my calls? It's been an hour."

Alice groaned inwardly. How could a perfect day have gone to Hell just like that?

"Mother, I was busy. Perhaps I gained a social life in the last twenty-four hours." Holy crap. Where did that come from?

"Alice, I will not take that kind of tone. Good Lord, I'm paying for you to go to school to become a school teacher, of all things. This is not the attitude I need."

Of course. "Right. I'm sorry, mom. I was at lunch with a friend I met at school." The half truth fell from her lips so easily she was almost concerned. She could only imagine the face of her prim and proper mother if she were to say, "Sorry ma, I was getting my brains fucked right outta me. Now, what was it you needed to talk to me about?" She giggled at the thought, earning a sigh from her mom.

"Are you even listening to me, Alice? I said, when are you coming home?"

Alice sighed, "I don't know, mom. I'm very busy. I have twenty hours of school this semester... It's not so easy to just drop it and drive home."

"As if I didn't know, Alice, I'm paying for those twenty hours. Well, I need a date as soon as possible. I am in the middle of arranging a little party."

"Mom, please tell me this isn't another ploy to get me back together with Jason."

"But sweetheart, I know it will happen. You two have been together for so long, I was beyond ready to plan the wedding..." Dear Lord, what a nightmare that would have been. She could already see the magenta bows. She had zoned out again... "I just think the two of you are too perfect to not be together. That little hussy he's with is just a phase. Maybe it's because you wouldn't put out. He's just sewing his wild oats, dear..."

"Mother! Jason respected me. He respected me enough to let me know he'd fallen in love with someone else. Leave it alone."

She was met with silence for a moment, but soon Sylvia was speaking again, "Regardless, dear, I really want to plan a party. Let me know soon when you can be home."

"Okay, mom. How is everyone doing? I really miss home..."

"Now, now, no time to chat. I've a million things to do. Caio."

Click. 

Charming. 

She settled down on her couch to do homework, but of course her thoughts wandered back to Lee's, and the sexy man just inside the door. She smiled a little remembering how bold she'd been. It wasn't like her at all, but just in the last day, she'd already changed so much by being around him. He made her feel... just plain wild. She'd never cussed so much in one day. Never fucked so much in one day... Or at all, really. Yet, she'd never given less of a fuck than she did today. Maybe it was just the bliss? Losing virginity to a sex god kind of thing? 

Her phone buzzed and she rolled her eyes, thinking her mother was calling again, but it was a text from Bryce. 

She read the text carefully, "I have a proposal..."

Smiling, she replied, "So soon?! ;)"

"You have a strong effect on a man, my dear :P. Actually, I was thinking... Let me take you on a date tonight. A real date. Food, maybe a movie, some dessert, and of course a cheesy pick-up line every now and again."

She laughed and shook her head, replying, "I take my pick-up lines extra cheesy."

"If it's cheesy you want, then it's cheesy you get. I'll pick you up at seven?"

"Perfect :)."

She leaned back against her couch and tried to calm the butterflies floating around in her stomach. It'd been a long time since her first date... then again, it's not like he hadn't already seen her naked. What was there to fear?

She then realized it was already six o' clock. Yikes! Time to get ready!

**********

Alice had changed into a pair of black skinny jeans, an open gray cardigan with an emerald green tank top underneath and green flats. She didn't want to overdress and yet she didn't want to look like a bum so she was completely at a loss what to wear, so she fell to this default. She was still unsure about it until she answered the door. 

How could she possibly be going on a date with someone so completely sexy? Bryce was in a fitted blue shirt that made his eyes look that much bluer, and those jeans that hugged him just the right way, and of course a pair of chucks. His tattoos were peaking out under each sleeve, and his facial hair was just scruffy enough that he looked completely edible. 




Welcome to the Jungle Ch. 02



"Hey," he started with a lopsided grin. He leaned down to kiss her, and just that made her want to cancel their plans for the evening and "stay in."

"Master of words aren't you," she giggled when the kiss broke.

"You seemed to like it enough," he cocked an eyebrow. "You ready to go?"

"I'm ready!"

He opened all of her doors for her, asked her about her life, learned her background, and laughed at her stupid jokes. This could not be real. They ate at a ridiculously nice restaurant, watched a hilarious movie, and soon they were headed back to her apartment. 

He walked her to her door, and attempted to kiss her goodnight, but she wouldn't have it. 

She pulled him close as he ended the kiss, "Come inside..."

"Baby, you have class in the morning. In case you don't remember, you didn't get much sleep last night, and you missed classes today. You need to rest."

"I can get plenty of rest after..."

He grinned and rolled his eyes as she pulled him inside. She started kissing him the second the door closed. She'd never slept with anyone before last night, yet she didn't really understand how people didn't do it all the time. Especially if they got to do that with someone like Bryce. 

He nuzzled her neck and moved his hands slowly up her shirt, "You look absolutely stunning. Of course you always do, but these jeans and your ass had me hard all night long. You have no idea how perfect you are."

She blushed and laughed, rolling her eyes, "You talk about me, what about you? Mr. Tall, dark, sexy, tattooed, muscular, tattooed, and did I mention very tall and very tattooed?"

He pulled back from her and eyed her skeptically, "You seem like the last type of girl who wants a guy with tats."

"Oh, do I," she smirked. Her hand travelled up the length of his arm and lifted his sleeves to trace lines over the body art, "I happen to be very... very fond of your tattoos." She kissed the designs on his muscled arms, and began moving upward across his shoulder, up his neck and to his jawline. 

Bryce tensed up and smirked, "And here I thought I was finished getting ink. You certainly inspire me to have more." 

She finally reached his lips, and the second her touched his, there was a knock at the door.

Bryce looked toward the door, "Are you expecting someone...?"

"Of course not..." she stalked to the door, "I don't know who it could... Jason..?"

"Alice... I'm so sorry I was not expecting you to have company..." Alice watched as Jason eyed Bryce from his gel-less hair, to his tattoos, down to his chucks. "I was just coming to check on you."

"Well, you could have called..." Alice frowned closing the door a little bit. Bryce didn't deserve scrutiny by anyone, much less by Jason. 

"Right. Well give me a call when you get a chance. I'll see you around." Jason spun on his heel as if he were offended and stomped away while Alice turned embarrassed. Before she could say anything, Bryce guessed.

"Ex-boyfriend?"

Alice sighed, "Yeah. I don't know why he would come here. From what he'd told me when we broke up, he met someone else... I can't believe he turned up here."

Bryce studied her face closely, and while she'd tried to mask the hurt, it was still there. It wasn't that she wanted him... but it was embarrassing having someone that was the center of her life put her under a microscope like that. He'd looked... disappointed in her... though he had no business having any sort of feelings about her or what she was doing. 

Interrupting her thoughts, Bryce said softly, "Maybe I should head home for tonight..."

"No, Bryce, please don't. I promise I had no idea he was coming here... He doesn't even live here. It's not a big deal I swear..."

Bryce cut her off with a soft kiss, then whispered against her lips, "Baby, trust me, I understand. Five years is a long time. It's not emotion free after a month. I just can't stay here with you when you're feeling so conflicted. I would be taking advantage of you, and I'm not that person. You were clear in what you wanted last night, but right now, you're not. I'm okay with that. Text me or call me when you feel up to it. I had the greatest time with you tonight." 

He kissed her again and smiled that lopsided smile before leaving and shutting the door behind him. 

Well, fuck.



Welcome to the Jungle Ch. 03



Alice:

It was hot and muggy in Houston, and all she could think about was that she'd rather be at Bryce's apartment. It'd been three weeks since Jason had so inconveniently showed up at her door, but they'd soon gotten over that. Bryce had taken her by storm, and her life changed completely. Well, maybe not completely, but it seemed to revolve around him. She went to school, then she went to Lee's to see him. She went home, then he came over. She went to his apartment on weekends to... "hang out." She went to bars to watch his band play. She loved his friends, and he loved hers. He was constantly chastising her because she was spending so much time with him and so little time with her school books, but she'd argued that she was still keeping afloat. Then again... she honestly couldn't say if or when she had a test coming up in any of her classes. Maybe she should rethink her priorities a little... but when she was with him, she was happy. She wasn't stressed, she didn't think about her mother or Jason or school... she was just happy. 

And then there was the sex. He may have been the only person she'd ever slept with, but as far as she was concerned, that's all she needed. He was whatever she needed him to be in bed. If she needed it soft, he was soft.. but if she needed it rough... God, was he rough. And he did this thing where his hands would tangle in her hair and pull, and dear Lord did it get her off. Something about him controlling her that way... she was getting wet just thinking about it. Sure, they hadn't gotten to everything yet, but she was willing to try anything with him. He was like a drug to her, and she felt right now like she was detoxing. 

"Dear, pay attention. It's rude to look off when someone is speaking to you." Alice straightened up at the sound of her mother's voice piercing through her thoughts. It was a constant reminder that she was very, very far from Bryce right now. This week with her mom had been complete hell, and she was just ready to get back to Denton.

Scarily enough, her mother had no idea about Bryce. It didn't take much to deduce that she wouldn't approve. The only kind of boy that would gain approval from her was one like Jason. A boy with money. A boy with or attaining a college degree, preferably, a professional one. A boy with a good family. A boy with gel in his hair, and a tailored suit on his body. An orphaned musician with tattoos and no college degree to speak of was certainly not within Sylvia's definition of "acceptable."

"...Alice! Dear Lord, what has gotten into you? Your head is off in the clouds and I'm trying to tell you something important!"

A completely fuckable sex machine has "gotten into me" she scoffed in her head.

"I'm sorry Mom, I just have a lot on my mind. School has been rough the last few weeks." 

Sylvia smirked and rolled her eyes, "Well, if you're having so much trouble with becoming a school teacher," she spat out the words, "I suppose it is good you didn't try for a professional career."

Alice felt her face heating up and the anger rise in her chest, but she tamed it and just breathed out softly, "What is it you were saying, Mom?"

"I was saying, we're going to stop at Murray's for a quick second." As she said it, they pulled up to the curve of the fancy schmancy restaurant in the country club where her mother had arranged for plenty of private parties in the past.

Alice groaned and mumbled, "I really don't want to do this right now, Mom."

"Well, you'll have to deal with it. It's important to keep up social appearances, dear. A good life depends on it... Speaking of which, I told you to stop wearing your hair like that, Alice. It's so.. large and unkempt. I bought you that Chi straightener with good money, you could at least use it when you come home. Those glasses are so big, they nearly cover up your entire face. And for God's sake you could dress up a little. I swear the biggest mistake I ever made with you was letting you dress yourself."

The anger began to rise again. Alice was dressed in a pair of choral colored skinny jeans and a cobalt blue fitted V-neck with flats. There was NOTHING wrong with the way she was dressed. Her mother had always been so embarrassed to bring her out in front of her friends, but good Lord, Alice had straight up told her she didn't WANT to come. Just something else for her to bitch about. 

They walked into Murray's and on toward the back section where Alice was bombarded with hoards of faces from her past. All of her "friends" from Deb eyed her different wardrobe with fake smiles and fake noses sniffing for rich men, and any sort of gossip they could get ahold of. Their mothers coldly compared her to their own daughters, lifting their noses at her loose, wild hair and "cheap" attire. If only these concerned mothers knew how their sweet, precious daughters acted and dressed when they weren't being watched. 

Then suddenly, she spotted him. Jason was there, watching her carefully... and he wasn't alone. His new sweetheart held onto his arm looking very out of place and nervous. Poor girl. These wolves were gonna tear her apart. Jason's mother and Sylvia had ganged up on them, grilling them both with questions. Alice sighed and moved in to save them.

"Mother, I believe Jason and his friend would like a minute to breathe."

Jason eyed her and attempted a smile, "Why, hello Alice. It's been awhile. How's your new... friend?"

Alice went pale and felt sick when the two women turned on her. Sylvia's eyes narrowed and she hissed, "What is he talking about, Alice?"

"Oh, she hasn't told you? I'm so sorry, Alice, I'd assumed... Anyhow, Sylvia, I went to check up on Alice a few weeks ago when I found that she had a male friend over. It was an interesting experience," Jason smiled as he told the story, but Alice could see spite behind his eyes. 

"Alice Cassandra! How could you not tell me? Who is this boy," Sylvia shouted, making enough of a scene for most in the room to turn to them in pathetic interest.

Enough. Alice had had enough. The anger and embarrassment had finally boiled over and she wasn't going to stop it anymore. She squared her shoulders and breathed deeply before beginning. 

"I didn't tell you, Mother, because not everything I do is your damn business. I'm not telling you who he is because the last thing I need right now is to hear you bitch about it." 

The room fell into a hush and Sylvia's nostrils flared as she spoke in a low growl, "Everything you do is my business. I pay for your living. I pay for your school. I decide what you do, and who you're with, and how you're with them. I already put up with your career path, Alice, I will do no more than that."

Alice fired back, "The only reason you have any money to do anything with is because Dad died, and for some reason gave his money to his leech of a wife. But, fine. Take the damn house. Take the fucking school money away. And for God's sake, don't act like you're a humanitarian in letting me decide my own career. At least I have one, and that's a hell of a lot more than I can say for you. But I will not let you decide anything for me anymore, and if I have to drop out in order to make enough money to go back, I will. You, nor anyone else, controls me anymore. I'm done. I'm getting my stuff and I'm leaving. Don't expect me back, because God knows I don't want to burden and embarrass you any longer."

She spun on her heel and began the long trek passed all of her peers and nosy strangers who had been listening in. When she finally got outside, she realized she had ridden with her mother. She cursed and reached for her phone to call a cab when the door to the restaurant flew open revealing Jason as he ran after her. She ignored him and kept moving, dialing the number she'd found on her phone. Jason was yelling after her as she gave her address.

"Alice... Alice wait... just... wait," he shouted as he got in front of her. 

"What, Jason? Haven't had enough," she asked bitingly.

He looked down at the ground and shook his head, "Alice, I'm sorry... I wasn't trying to start an explosion in there, I just..."

"Just what, Jason? Christ, you know how my mother is! You knew I wouldn't have told her! No, I'm not embarrassed by him in the least, but she already makes my life hell, and that's the last thing I wanted her to know about!"

"Alice I'm just concerned about you..."

"Fuck off. That wasn't showing concern. That was being a complete and total ass."

Startled, Jason looked at her as his eyebrows came together, "You've changed, Alice."

"Why? Because I can take up for myself? Because I don't believe in this bull shit that our families force us to be apart of? Because I'm not afraid to tell you to your face that I think you're lying and have some vendetta against me now? By all means, if that's the reason, then I fucking welcome the change."

He sighed and looked away again, "I was wrong for what I did, and my motives were, too. But Alice, you can't just disconnect from your family, no matter how hypocritical they are. You need them. You love them. Do you think I enjoy sitting there with Candace knowing they hate her and are mocking her right in front of her face? No. But they're our family."

"That is not family, Jason. That's humiliation and hurt and hypocrisy, and I want nothing to do with it. And what are those motives, exactly? From what I recall, you dumped me. You met someone else. I'm not even upset anymore Jason, in fact, I tried to help you in there, and you fed me to the wolves!"

He sighed, frustrated, then looked her square in the eye, "It'd only been a month, Alice... I thought that..."

"That I would wait around for you?"

"No... not exactly, no. I just thought that you wouldn't run along to the next guy in line.."

"You left me, Jason! I could understand this if it'd just been a break up, but you left me for someone else! You moved on, so why shouldn't I? I deserve it, and he's good to me, and..."

"You'd slept with him, Alice. Please don't try to deny it. I could see it in your eyes."

She hushed at that, turning a deep red before murmuring, "That's no one's business but ours, Jason."

He looked down, defeated, "I know that, Alice, I know. I just... I don't understand why it wasn't me. We spent five years together, and I hardly got to touch you, and Lord knows I wanted to. You have to barely know this guy, and it just... hurts that you are trusting a complete stranger with yourself in that way, yet you never wanted that relationship with me."

She sighed and touched his arm, "I don't really know how to explain or make you understand. There's really just something about him... He makes me feel... I don't even know if I can describe it. He healed me when I was hurting, and I can be myself and he likes everything about who I am... I don't expect you to understand, but I don't want you to hate me for it either. He makes me feel a way I've never felt about anyone, but I did love you, Jason. Nothing can change that fact."

He took her hands in his and shook his head, "I truly don't understand... but I apologize that I handled it the way I did. I knew better... and I don't want us to stay out of touch... though I don't know how your friend would feel about that..."

"I honestly don't know either... We don't exactly have a label on our relationship..." she faltered.

The cab pulled up to the curb as her voice trailed off, but Jason saved her by giving a quick hug, "Well whatever the case, I hope we talk soon."

She smiled at him and got in the cab, thinking the whole way back about the true nature of hers and Bryce's relationship. 

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Bryce:

"Baby, just calm down. The last thing I want is for you to fight with your mom about me," Bryce tried to reason with a very panicked and angry Alice. 

"Bryce, you don't understand. She's done this to me my whole life. It's not just now, it's always been like this. I've had enough. So I'm coming home early, and from what it sounds like, I'll need to move out of my place. Do you know of anywhere at all I can stay? Or maybe, get a job?"

His voice softened and he smiled, "You know you can always stay with me. I don't want to scare you... it's not like we're 'moving in together..' If it's temporary, you won't hurt my feelings. I just want you to be safe and have a roof."

"...Are you sure? I don't want to be a burden... We haven't even been... I mean... It's only been a few weeks."

"Don't worry about all that. I'll look around and see if there are any jobs open. I don't know of any off the top of my head, but we can find something."

"Bryce... You're the greatest," she sighed into the phone, "Well, I'm about to drive back. I'll see you tonight I guess...?"

"Just come on over when you get into town. I'll be up."

"Ok... bye."

He smiled as he hung up and shook his head. Damn, he missed that girl. The last week had probably been the longest of his life. And it wasn't just the sex he missed. He missed seeing her all the time. He missed her different wacky (yet somehow completely sexy) outfits, her goofy sense of humor, the way she smelled, the way she felt next to him asleep, the way she often talked and hummed to herself... just everything. And he damn sure missed the sex, too. 

"Tha fuck, man? Did I hear you right when you said she's gonna move in with you?"

Bryce glanced over at his best friend, Jarred, who was watching a game with him. 

"It's complicated, man. She kinda got kicked out of her place, and since her friends live in the dorms, she doesn't really have anywhere else to go. What the hell am I supposed to do? Besides... I like having her around."

Jarred looked at him for a long time with an eyebrow raised before he said, "So what is this shit supposed to be?"

"...What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, you two are together all the time. You fuck, and don't deny that, you go on dates, you go out, you stay in, you hang out with each other's friends... So are you dating or exclusive or what? 'Cause this shit is starting to confuse me."

Bryce thought carefully before answering. If other people were wondering, she had to be wondering. He wondered what she was wondering. Aw, fuck, now even he was confused.

"I don't really know... I mean, do we have to put fucking labels on everything? We like each other, I guess."

"Yeah, well you and me like each other, and we sure as hell ain't fucking. This some kinda "fuck buddy" shit?"

"No, no, no." Alice was far too good to be a "fuck buddy." "Can't we just drop it? I'm sure she and I will figure it out eventually."

Jarred sat back and nodded, "Alright. Just one more question though. If you saw her in public with another guy, or maybe just thought some other guy was tryina' get with her, how would you feel?"

Bryce was taken aback by the instant burn he felt in his chest. Alice was not game for other guys... was she? But why wouldn't she be if they didn't really have a label on their relationship?

He took a slow breath, "I think I would either try to beat someone's ass, or cry in my beer. Damn. I need to talk to her about this, eh?"

Jarred rolled his eyes and stood, "You are dumb as fuck sometimes, Bryce. Get yourself together and grab that girl before someone else does. I don't want to get stuck hearing your pathetic ass wallow."

Bryce laughed as his friend walked out the door. Jarred tried to act tough, but he was the nicest guy there was. He was right, though. If he wanted to hold onto Alice, he needed to tell her how he felt. The only question was, how? He'd always sucked at being serious and sincere. Charming, check. But expressing deep and vulnerable feelings was not his forte. 

He paced and fidgeted waiting on her arrival as he tried to decipher what he should say to her. Compulsively, he kept glancing at the clock, then his phone, then the clock, then the tv, then his phone, then the clock.... Finally he heard light footsteps on the stairs, then in front of his door. He couldn't help himself, so he opened the door before she could.

He picked her up and quickly pulled her into his apartment, her bags still on the welcome mat. Their lips found each others quickly, tongues melting into each other as she wrapped her legs around his waist. His groin responded quickly to that.

She giggled as they broke apart for lack of breath, "Baby, my stuff is still outside!"

He groaned into her chest and murmured, "Can't we get it later?"

"No, we can't. Rain is heading this way, and I don't want all my stuff getting wet."

Bryce sighed and let her down onto her feet before moving to bring her bags inside. As he rolled them in, he shut the door and turned to her, "Alice, I wanted to ask you something..."

Immediately her face grew serious, eyebrows drawn together, "What..."

"Nothing bad! I don't think anyway... Well... I don't know, I was just thinking... What exactly... do you consider this relationship to be?"

He watched her face grow red before she tried to fumble her way around an answer, "Well... I don't know... I guess I was sort of thinking it might be exclusive... But of course I completely understand if you don't feel that way... I mean I'm open to... Well, not really open, per se, but..."

Bryce smiled and moved to kiss her mid-sentence. She gasped and looked up at him questioningly before he murmured, "Baby, I can't even stand to think of you being with anyone else. I know it's only been a little while, but I want to make this exclusive... as long as you want to." 

She grinned ear to ear and jumped into his arms again, their lips molding. He smiled against her lips and mumbled again, "You have no idea how much I've missed you."

"Trust me," she pulled back to look at him, "I do. And while this was completely sweet and wonderful of you to have this talk with me, and I'm very glad you did, right now I don't want sweet." She ran her hands down his stomach, past his hips, and softly squeezed the bulge in his pants. "As a matter of fact," she murmured as she lightly bit his bottom lip, "what I want is so far from sweet, it's downright naughty."

He groaned and sucked her tongue into his mouth, his hands in a frenzy over her body while her hands worked on his pants, soon opening them up and pulling his cock out. It was hot and hard, and her hands felt so very soft on it. It was all he could do to concentrate on her while she was pumping him and squeezing just as he liked. 

He moved her hands away from his member as he tugged upward on her tight shirt. She raised her hands to let him peel it off, and then shuddered as his lips came to her neck and shoulders. He licked and bit the flesh along her collar bone and down to her chest where her small breasts heaved. She arched against him as he took her nipple into his mouth, his tongue moving against her in circles. 

The way she was clawing at his back and arms, he knew exactly how she wanted him tonight. He bit down softly at first on her hard nipple gaining a gasp in response. He grinned and pulled her closer as he alternated between licking, sucking, and biting each nipple until they were swollen and red. He then kissed her sweet stomach, nipping her flesh as he moved. 

He began to pull her pants over her hips, past her tight ass and down her thighs revealing a new black lacy thong that had him panting after one look. She stepped out of her pants, and he went to work on that thin scrap of lace separating him from her hot center. He kissed around the cut of the thong, licking and touching as her hands moved to his hair. She attempted to pull him closer, but he wanted to have his fun. Reaching up, he began to slowly pull her thong down, kissing every bit of skin he uncovered, and finally she was bare for him. 

He placed his hands on her hips and guided her back to the recliner behind her where she sat with her legs completely open, her pussy glistening already. He sucked in a breath when he noticed exactly how smooth she was. She had taken to shaving, but even then she'd never been so perfectly slick. He looked up to find her grinning face.




Welcome to the Jungle Ch. 03



"I got a wax yesterday..."

At that, he groaned and brought his mouth onto her pussy lips. She was so slick and hot that he couldn't even imagine what his cock would feel like against her. He licked her clit easily, lapping as she cursed underneath him. Damn, he loved when he made her do that. 

Her hands come to his hair and her legs around his head as she pushed him further into her. He obliged as he began to tongue her cunt then suck her clit. He felt her thighs begin to quiver, so he slipped two fingers into her as he worked on her clit, over and over tonguing and sucking her in. 

"Fuck... Oh... Damn, Bryce... Yeah... More... Just... Oh fuck!" She came hard against his fingers, gripping and releasing him over and over as the waves hit her. 

As her whimpers and shivers subsided, he pulled his fingers out of her and kissed her slick thighs. She sighed and stood, pulling him to his feet before switching him places murmuring, "We're not even close to finished."

After he sat with a grin, she pulled his open pants down, his boxers moving with them. She stroked him softly for a few moments, watching his face closely as pleasure took over him. Squeezing him, she took him into her mouth softly, sucking him and running her tongue over the ridges in his cock. He squeezed the arms of the chair as she continued, her tongue driving him wild. 

She then used her left hand to squeeze his balls, playing lightly with them as she took a little more of his cock into her mouth. He moaned and ran his hands into her hair the way he knew she liked before pulling gently. She threw a sharp look up at him as he pulled harder, knowing how turned on he made her when he pulled like that. 

She switched, taking him out of her mouth and moving her oral ministrations to his balls while pumping him still with her hands. Licking didn't seem to be enough for her though, so she took his balls into her mouth as much as he could. That was all it took for them to draw up quickly, so she withdrew from him and moved to straddle him in the recliner. 

She murmured against his lips, "I wanna have a little fun with you, but then I want you to fuck me, and fuck me hard."

He groaned as she rolled the condom onto him and sank down, enveloping his cock into her hot, wet center. She sat still for a moment, adjusting once more to his girth. He wasn't sure if he'd ever get used to the feeling of being inside her, so tight that he lost his breath. 

She moaned as she lifted up and came back down slowly, her pussy already making small convulsions around him. He grinned a little in wonder at their connection. She was already close and they'd barely even started. He'd been with enough women in his life to know that he'd never had such an effect on them as he did with Alice. 

She slid back down again, nestling into his lap. Surprising him, she leaned forward resting her head against his shoulder, and instead of moving up and down on him like she usually did, she rotated her hips in small circles. She began very slowly, then moving faster and faster in wider and wider movements. 

Bryce gritted his teeth as he watched her pleasure herself on him. There was nothing sexier than watching her reach for her own orgasm, losing all abandon. He couldn't help but touch her, so he ran his hands down her smooth back and slid his hands under her ass, squeezing and moving her a little faster on his cock. 

She gripped his biceps and bit his shoulder before she moaned loudly, "Ooohhh.... Oh fuck, yeah... Mmmmmmmmm..." as her cunt gripped him, her orgasm ripping through her again. Breathing heavily and still with a tight grip on his arms, she leaned against him. 

He grinned and whispered in her ear, "Now, I can't remember, but didn't you say something about after you had your fun?"

Her eyes flashed as she grinned up at him, "Fuck yeah, I did."

"You'll have to remind me," he teased her.

She leaned forward, her lips on his ear, "Fuck my brains out, baby." She teased his ear with her tongue when he growled. There was nothing like taking control of Alice. She was open and submissive, and she loved being taken. 

He lifted her up off of him so she was standing, then he brought her around to the back of the recliner. As he bent her over it, he slapped her ass. She moaned and perked her ass up in the air for him, teasing him with it. 

His cock brushed her entrance, her slick heat making him jump. He eased the head inside of her, holding onto her hips so she didn't push back onto him. 

"You want me to fuck your brains out, huh," he murmured to her as she whimpered. 

"Yes... God, yes. Fuck... Just... Oh, please."

He smiled as he slid into her, slowly and softly, making her beg even more.

"Damn it, Bryce... Fuck me!" 

With that, he lost himself in her, pushing and pulling as the sound of their joining filled the air. He pounded into her as she begged for more, and more... and more. His hands moved into her hair, and he pulled as he thrusted into her, her cries telling him how much she loved it. 

"Bryce... Oh, God I'm so close..."

And so was he, so he slid a hand down her ass and to her slit where he furiously rubbed her clit as he continued to push into her. She erupted, and he went with her as a gush of her wetness flooded his cock, his gasp and her scream echoing in the room. 

Later on, they laid together in bed as he traced patterns on her bare arms and back. She sighed and mumbled to him, "I missed you so much."

He grinned and turned to kiss her, "I think we've made up for lost time."

"Oh, I don't think so."

"No?"

"Not even close," she grinned. "Oh, baby, I forgot to tell you something."

"Hmmm," Bryce mumbled sleepily.

"Jason and I sort of... resolved our differences."

Bryce woke fully and looked over at her, "What does that mean, exactly?"

"Well... nothing bad... Just that we're friends now."

"Friends... with your ex boyfriend of five years that you were expecting to marry?"

Alice glanced over at him and grinned, "You're jealous!"

"I'm not jealous. I'm concerned," he said as he masked his own grin.

"Well, trust me, it's no big thing. What I mean is there are no hard feelings on either side. He's moved on, and so have I."

Bryce put a protective arm around her and said nothing, and Alice looked at him again to find him looking anxious.

"Seriously baby, it's okay. I don't even know why I brought it up... I guess because it's the one thing that occurred in Houston that wasn't terrible. Besides, I gave my...self to you. Not him."

"I know, I know... But, why? Not that I'm complaining, but you were practically untouched before me, and we went on one date... I never understood why..."

She looked at him seriously, "No one has ever made me feel the way you do. I love..." she faltered, "I love being with you." 

"And even your mom's disapproval doesn't change that," he asked quietly. He'd been pondering it all day. How could he be with this girl if her mother had already decided she hated him?

"My mom's disapproval is one of the many things we have in common. Baby, it means nothing. She'll either come to terms with it, or she won't. Regardless, my life no longer revolves around her wishes."

He tightened his grip on her as she began to drift off to sleep. The way she talked about being with him sounded so permanent. It scared the hell out of him, and yet it made him feel... something. He wasn't sure what, but as he looked over at Alice while she slept, he knew he wanted to find out.