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Sometimes I write quick little things just for Discord
🕑 Added 2021-02-09 18:38:30 +0000 UTCFor example, see below. It's not often but if I'm in the mood and in the middle of writing something else, I might pop out a quick little thing. In other news, there's at least one story coming out this week as well as the February illustration (and caption).
Sitting on a bench to wait for the bus after a late night jog - later than usual but you didn't want to miss a day. Sweat cooling in the warm air as dusk settles on the world around you. You hear footsteps and your hand slips into the pouch you wear to touch the pepper spray, just in case. Turning, you see a young woman step furtively under the canopy of the bus stop. She seems hesitant but finally sits at the end of the bench away from you. Your hand relaxes. She's well dressed in a skirt and blouse, even if her nervous energy makes you slightly nervous.
You sit back tugging at the tank top you wear over your sports bra to get air moving to cool you off but you stop when you hear her groan. She clutching at the wire pattern of the bench and bending over. Is she drunk? Sick? You wonder if you should walk away but something about her makes you slide over and reach a hand out to touch her shoulder. You can feel waves of heat coming from her body and you see sweat shining on her face. 'It hurts,' she groans. You start to ask what's wrong but she turns and shocks you with a kiss while her hands claw at your side and chest. You grab her and shove but, despite her size, she easily resists.
She's moaning in your mouth and a sharp tug rips your tank top free. Now she's clawing at your sports bra but she pulls back from the kiss with a growl, wiping her mouth. Streaks of amber in her eyes. Her lips bulging over long canines. 'S- s- sorrrrrrrrry,' she growls but her nails mark your chest as she falls to her knees in front of you. You cry out reaching for her hand and she releases you, only to grab your thighs and spread you apart before shoving her face between your legs with a long growl. Her hair parts when the sharp tips of her ears slide through. You grab at her hair but she's even stronger now and you shiver when you feel her rough tongue drag against the seat of your spandex shorts.
She's snarling and growling and moaning and her tongue lashes against you once more before she bites at the fabric. You feel strange popping sensations against your thighs and stare down at her face, longer than it was. But now her teeth are pulling at your shorts, tearing through them and her tongue slides out between sharp teeth, slipping beneath your panties to grind against your pussy.
Sharp hairs cover her cheeks, tickling your thighs. Her blouse strains against her body. You stare down at her while still trying to shove her away and your eyes widen when you see dark fur sprouting through the tears in her shirt. Her tongue, impossibly thick and long, forces itself between your pussy lips and you shout, rising your head while gripping her hair. Your own fur is beginning to grow, emerging from your labia as blood rushes down and they swell. Panting now, gold in your eyes as your tongue lays against your lower teeth.
Your chest jerks when your spine pops and your arch your back while bringing your hands up to claw at your chest, easily tearing your sports bra apart. Sweat covers your chest and the fur growing between your breasts. Your nails are folding into claws that leave long red marks on your breasts and sides. Now you're sliding your ass forward while spreading your legs and growling at the woman kneeling before you, staring at her tail when it wags slowly back and forth. Static fills your ears when they raise on your skull and lengthen. The fur covering the backs of your ears dragging against your tightly braided hair.
You grab the back of her head, shoving her against your pussy while the other massages your own breast, pinching your nipples. Echoes pulse over your belly and you reach down, feeling skin twisting and tightening into teats as fur grows to surround them. Your first orgasm surprises you and you howl, raising your cracking jaw to the sky. She pulls back, her muzzle glistening with your cum, and she joins her voice to yours.
Comments
Heather Graham
I'm always surprised to learn what people like. I figured this would just be a short little fun thing based on a fantasy of mine (tweaked for two women) but it was well liked and I'm glad for that. Also, thank you very much for taking the time to write out such a wonderful comment and compliment! Especially on something I put together in 15 minutes or so.
Bonaparte
Such an effective short story. I don't know if the magic was in the visceral brevity and the unknowns but I can't help but want to know more about these characters before, after and during like what is going on in their minds as they experience the change. I think the second person point of view was really effective too. Made me think of old choose your adventure stories. Read this one multiple times.
