Head home for a shower and nap
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Your in season induced lust quenched for the moment you decide to head | Your in season induced lust quenched for the moment you decide to head | ||
home for a shower and a quick nap. | home for a shower and a quick nap. | ||
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You smile distractedly during the entire uneventful walk home. At | You smile distractedly during the entire uneventful walk home. At | ||
your flat you dig the keys out of your purse. The door is already | your flat you dig the keys out of your purse. The door is already | ||
unlocked. Your flatmate Ginger must be home. | unlocked. Your flatmate Ginger must be home. | ||
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"Hello?" you call out as you open the door. | "Hello?" you call out as you open the door. | ||
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Ginger grunts an acknowledgment from the sitting room. As you hang | Ginger grunts an acknowledgment from the sitting room. As you hang | ||
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she waves her hand in front of her muzzle. "Go take a shower, you | she waves her hand in front of her muzzle. "Go take a shower, you | ||
smell like the locker room floor at a whorehouse." | smell like the locker room floor at a whorehouse." | ||
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"I intend to, thanks for the heads up." You flip your middle finger at | "I intend to, thanks for the heads up." You flip your middle finger at | ||
her as soon as you are sure that she can't see you. Leave it to that | her as soon as you are sure that she can't see you. Leave it to that | ||
skinny ass Palomino to ruin a perfectly good mood. | skinny ass Palomino to ruin a perfectly good mood. | ||
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Ginger's comment makes you aware of the musky smell of sweat and semen | Ginger's comment makes you aware of the musky smell of sweat and semen | ||
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little reminders of your afternoon with Reggie to dribble down your | little reminders of your afternoon with Reggie to dribble down your | ||
inner thighs to be washed down the drain. You take your time. | inner thighs to be washed down the drain. You take your time. | ||
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Out of the shower, your fur still damp, you wrap yourself in a fluffy | Out of the shower, your fur still damp, you wrap yourself in a fluffy | ||
robe and flop down on your bed. Feeling warm, clean and relaxed you | robe and flop down on your bed. Feeling warm, clean and relaxed you | ||
instantly doze off. | instantly doze off. | ||
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It's dark when you wake up. You check the clock on your | It's dark when you wake up. You check the clock on your | ||
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a curry comb through your fur, dress and head out to the bar and meet | a curry comb through your fur, dress and head out to the bar and meet | ||
Penny. | Penny. | ||
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It takes you less than fifteen minutes to get brushed and dressed. | It takes you less than fifteen minutes to get brushed and dressed. | ||
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any luck she'll be out all night and you and Penny can have the | any luck she'll be out all night and you and Penny can have the | ||
place to yourselves later. | place to yourselves later. | ||
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You lock up and head to the bar, you get there just a little past | You lock up and head to the bar, you get there just a little past | ||
eleven. Plenty of time for some drinking and picking up guys before | eleven. Plenty of time for some drinking and picking up guys before | ||
Penny gets off work. | Penny gets off work. | ||
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At the bar you are amazed at the number of equines. You haven't seen | At the bar you are amazed at the number of equines. You haven't seen | ||
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them but most are complete strangers and, bonus, almost all of them | them but most are complete strangers and, bonus, almost all of them | ||
are stallions! It's wonderful, it looks and smells just like home. | are stallions! It's wonderful, it looks and smells just like home. | ||
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A large Bay Hunter surrounded by an entourage of smaller stallions | A large Bay Hunter surrounded by an entourage of smaller stallions | ||
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recognize the scarred up old yellow feline, Rigger, the owner, pouring | recognize the scarred up old yellow feline, Rigger, the owner, pouring | ||
drinks. | drinks. | ||
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You wade through the herd in the general direction of the Hunter. | You wade through the herd in the general direction of the Hunter. | ||
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afternoon with the little zebra took the edge off, you can afford to | afternoon with the little zebra took the edge off, you can afford to | ||
be picky. | be picky. | ||
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A little Palomino and a Gray make room for you at the bar next to the | A little Palomino and a Gray make room for you at the bar next to the | ||
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Welcome to the party!" He pats the bar stool recently vacated by the | Welcome to the party!" He pats the bar stool recently vacated by the | ||
Palomino. "Hey, Cat! Whatever the lady wants it's on me!" | Palomino. "Hey, Cat! Whatever the lady wants it's on me!" | ||
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You wince, Rigger is pretty calm for a feline, but he's still a | You wince, Rigger is pretty calm for a feline, but he's still a | ||
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notices your wince, he shrugs and winks his remaining large yellow | notices your wince, he shrugs and winks his remaining large yellow | ||
eye. | eye. | ||
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"What will the..." Rigger coughs, "...gentleman get you Kayde?" Rigger | "What will the..." Rigger coughs, "...gentleman get you Kayde?" Rigger | ||
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hand to your muzzle to stifle a giggle. | hand to your muzzle to stifle a giggle. | ||
- | "Very good | + | |
- | to keep from bursting | + | "Very good ma'am, A double?" Rigger drawls, deadpan. It's all you can do |
+ | to keep from bursting into laughter. Cats have such a nasty sense | ||
of humor. You figure it's better that Rigger takes a bite out the | of humor. You figure it's better that Rigger takes a bite out the | ||
- | guys wallet rather than a bite out of his | + | guys wallet rather than a bite out of his jugular. |
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"Please." | "Please." | ||
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Rigger carefully pours a double into a glass and adds just the correct | Rigger carefully pours a double into a glass and adds just the correct | ||
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and fifty dollars worth of booze. Rigger knows his scotch. That's one | and fifty dollars worth of booze. Rigger knows his scotch. That's one | ||
reason you are so fond of him. | reason you are so fond of him. | ||
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You sit down and sip your drink. The Hunter's hand lands on your knee | You sit down and sip your drink. The Hunter's hand lands on your knee | ||
and begins a slow creep up your thigh. You figure what the heck, | and begins a slow creep up your thigh. You figure what the heck, | ||
twelve hours ago or so you'd already be in his car, or something, | twelve hours ago or so you'd already be in his car, or something, | ||
- | humping his brains out. Giving the guy a little feel was no big deal. | + | humping his brains out. Giving the guy a little feel was no big deal, after |
+ | all he did just buy you a glass of one the most expensive scotches in the world. | ||
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+ | The Hunters grope is interrupted. | ||
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"Kayde!" Penny squeals. She throws her arms around you and gives you a | "Kayde!" Penny squeals. She throws her arms around you and gives you a | ||
big hug. "I thought you'd never show up. I called and called but you | big hug. "I thought you'd never show up. I called and called but you | ||
never answered." | never answered." | ||
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"Sorry, I left my phone at work." Actually your phone is in your | "Sorry, I left my phone at work." Actually your phone is in your | ||
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office and never thought to turn it back on. Grinning at the memory | office and never thought to turn it back on. Grinning at the memory | ||
you wonder how many other messages have you missed? | you wonder how many other messages have you missed? | ||
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Penny slaps at a hand tugging at her tail. "Winston!" | Penny slaps at a hand tugging at her tail. "Winston!" | ||
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The Hunter, Winston laughs, "God, how lucky can a guy get, two mares, | The Hunter, Winston laughs, "God, how lucky can a guy get, two mares, | ||
no waiting." Winston must be drunker than you thought, he's slurring | no waiting." Winston must be drunker than you thought, he's slurring | ||
his words. | his words. | ||
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You glance behind the bar to see what Rigger was up to, luckily he was | You glance behind the bar to see what Rigger was up to, luckily he was | ||
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in the door. "Oh great", you mutter under your breath. It's Ginger, | in the door. "Oh great", you mutter under your breath. It's Ginger, | ||
figures she would show up and ruin your night. | figures she would show up and ruin your night. | ||
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Ignoring Ginger for the moment, you cock an eyebrow in Penny's | Ignoring Ginger for the moment, you cock an eyebrow in Penny's | ||
direction, "Winston? Is he one of yours?" | direction, "Winston? Is he one of yours?" | ||
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Penny laughs, "Yeah, in a way, it's Winston's party, he's getting | Penny laughs, "Yeah, in a way, it's Winston's party, he's getting | ||
married!" | married!" | ||
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You frown despite yourself, "Married? People still do that?" | You frown despite yourself, "Married? People still do that?" | ||
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Penny shrugs, Winston mutters. "Yeah, I'm getting married, it's | Penny shrugs, Winston mutters. "Yeah, I'm getting married, it's | ||
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Winston downs a shot and wipes his muzzle with the back of his | Winston downs a shot and wipes his muzzle with the back of his | ||
hand. "Everyone gets what they want and all I have to do is knock up a | hand. "Everyone gets what they want and all I have to do is knock up a | ||
- | + | skinny ass mare." | |
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A couple of the stallions at the bar chuckle. The Palomino stallion | A couple of the stallions at the bar chuckle. The Palomino stallion | ||
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to break. The really big guy, a cold blood, Percheron or something | to break. The really big guy, a cold blood, Percheron or something | ||
like that, gets a mean glint in his eye as he glances down at Winston. | like that, gets a mean glint in his eye as he glances down at Winston. | ||
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You are suddenly uncomfortable. | You are suddenly uncomfortable. | ||
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Winston grabs you around the waist and buries his muzzle against your | Winston grabs you around the waist and buries his muzzle against your | ||
neck. "I much rather stick my dick in a nice juicy filly like you, I | neck. "I much rather stick my dick in a nice juicy filly like you, I | ||
- | + | wouldn't mind knocking you up..." he pauses to slap Penny on the rear, | |
- | "or our little friend Penny. Hell anyone | + | "or our little friend Penny here. Hell I'd fuck just 'bout anyone..." Winston mumbles something, "that frigid, bony nag |
Gin..." | Gin..." | ||
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A sound like a shot rings in your ears, Winston's head rocks to the | A sound like a shot rings in your ears, Winston's head rocks to the | ||
side. Ginger is standing in front of you, quivering with rage, shaking | side. Ginger is standing in front of you, quivering with rage, shaking | ||
the sting from the hand that just slapped Winston. | the sting from the hand that just slapped Winston. | ||
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"Frigid...bony...NAG!" | "Frigid...bony...NAG!" | ||
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"Shit." Winston whispers, so quiet, but he could be heard clearly in | "Shit." Winston whispers, so quiet, but he could be heard clearly in | ||
- | every corner of the now | + | every corner of the now silent bar. |
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Ginger slaps him again, "Fuck you Winston." She spins on her heel and | Ginger slaps him again, "Fuck you Winston." She spins on her heel and | ||
storms out of the bar. | storms out of the bar. | ||
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"Winston, you'd better fix this..." The Percheron's huge hand drops | "Winston, you'd better fix this..." The Percheron's huge hand drops | ||
onto Winston's shoulder so hard that Winston is nearly knocked off his | onto Winston's shoulder so hard that Winston is nearly knocked off his | ||
stool. | stool. | ||
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"Shit" Winston mutters again. He drains his shot glass as he dashes | "Shit" Winston mutters again. He drains his shot glass as he dashes | ||
out the door. | out the door. | ||
- | Within five minutes most of the bar had emptied quietly behind him. | + | |
+ | Within five minutes most of the bar had emptied out quietly behind him. | ||
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Rigger gives Penny a questioning glance. Penny shrugs, "No problem | Rigger gives Penny a questioning glance. Penny shrugs, "No problem | ||
Boss, most of it was paid up front and I have an account number for | Boss, most of it was paid up front and I have an account number for | ||
the rest." | the rest." | ||
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Rigger grins, "Cool." He takes the bottle of Bruichladdich down from the | Rigger grins, "Cool." He takes the bottle of Bruichladdich down from the | ||
shelf, "Want another Kayde?" | shelf, "Want another Kayde?" | ||
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+ | Like I said, cats have a mean, nasty sense of humor. | ||
- | You and Penny huddle up at the bar. You with your five hundred dollar | + | |
+ | You and Penny huddle up at the bar. You with your second five hundred dollar | ||
scotch and Penny with a beer. | scotch and Penny with a beer. | ||
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"So, sorry, P" you begin, "no pick and pluck tonight I'm afraid." | "So, sorry, P" you begin, "no pick and pluck tonight I'm afraid." | ||
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Penny shrugs, "So'kay, Kay. So, was that really your roomie? The | Penny shrugs, "So'kay, Kay. So, was that really your roomie? The | ||
Palomino who slapped Winston silly?" | Palomino who slapped Winston silly?" | ||
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"Yeah" you grimace. | "Yeah" you grimace. | ||
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"She didn't look skinny, I thought she was kind of sexy." | "She didn't look skinny, I thought she was kind of sexy." | ||
- | * [[Ginger may be a pain but she shouldn't be alone]] | + | * [[Ginger may be a pain but she shouldn't be alone tonight]] |
* [[Hang at the bar...home is going to be toxic for awhile]] | * [[Hang at the bar...home is going to be toxic for awhile]] | ||
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[[Category: Furry World]] | [[Category: Furry World]] |
Current revision as of 02:04, 7 December 2012
Your in season induced lust quenched for the moment you decide to head home for a shower and a quick nap.
You smile distractedly during the entire uneventful walk home. At
your flat you dig the keys out of your purse. The door is already
unlocked. Your flatmate Ginger must be home.
"Hello?" you call out as you open the door.
Ginger grunts an acknowledgment from the sitting room. As you hang
your keys up on the hook next to the door Ginger looks up at you from
the couch. She had been reading a magazine and sipping from a cup, it
smells like tea from here. Gingers nostrils flare. With a grimace
she waves her hand in front of her muzzle. "Go take a shower, you
smell like the locker room floor at a whorehouse."
"I intend to, thanks for the heads up." You flip your middle finger at
her as soon as you are sure that she can't see you. Leave it to that
skinny ass Palomino to ruin a perfectly good mood.
Ginger's comment makes you aware of the musky smell of sweat and semen
that seems to surround you. You hurry into the shower. Not only does
the hot shower feel good, it also seems to take forever for all the
little reminders of your afternoon with Reggie to dribble down your
inner thighs to be washed down the drain. You take your time.
Out of the shower, your fur still damp, you wrap yourself in a fluffy
robe and flop down on your bed. Feeling warm, clean and relaxed you
instantly doze off.
It's dark when you wake up. You check the clock on your
nightstand. It's ten thirty. Perfect, you have plenty of time to run
a curry comb through your fur, dress and head out to the bar and meet
Penny.
It takes you less than fifteen minutes to get brushed and dressed.
You mane is still a bit of a mess but what the heck, bed head is
always in right? In a good mood you trot down the stairs, the
apartment is dark and you don't see Gingers keys on the hook. With
any luck she'll be out all night and you and Penny can have the
place to yourselves later.
You lock up and head to the bar, you get there just a little past
eleven. Plenty of time for some drinking and picking up guys before
Penny gets off work.
At the bar you are amazed at the number of equines. You haven't seen
this many in one place since you left home. You know one or two of
them but most are complete strangers and, bonus, almost all of them
are stallions! It's wonderful, it looks and smells just like home.
A large Bay Hunter surrounded by an entourage of smaller stallions
eyes you up from the bar. He motions to you from his seat. You glace
around him to see if Penny is behind the bar. No Penny, but you
recognize the scarred up old yellow feline, Rigger, the owner, pouring
drinks.
You wade through the herd in the general direction of the Hunter.
He's almost as big as you and kind of cute. No hurry though, your
afternoon with the little zebra took the edge off, you can afford to
be picky.
A little Palomino and a Gray make room for you at the bar next to the
Hunter. The Hunter whistles, "Well, you were sure worth waiting for!
Welcome to the party!" He pats the bar stool recently vacated by the
Palomino. "Hey, Cat! Whatever the lady wants it's on me!"
You wince, Rigger is pretty calm for a feline, but he's still a
Puma. From the stories Penny tells you're pretty sure Rigger didn't
get that eye patch and those scars from falling out of bed. Rigger
notices your wince, he shrugs and winks his remaining large yellow
eye.
"What will the..." Rigger coughs, "...gentleman get you Kayde?" Rigger
motions to a bottle with his chin. As you follow his lead you see that
he's motioning to a bottle of fifty year old single malt scotch. Your
eyes widen, Rigger flashes a grins and nods almost imperceptibly.
"I'll have some of that Bruichladdich if you please Rigger." You put your
hand to your muzzle to stifle a giggle.
"Very good ma'am, A double?" Rigger drawls, deadpan. It's all you can do
to keep from bursting into laughter. Cats have such a nasty sense
of humor. You figure it's better that Rigger takes a bite out the
guys wallet rather than a bite out of his jugular.
"Please."
Rigger carefully pours a double into a glass and adds just the correct
amount of cold water, no ice, just the way you like it. He hands it to
the Hunter. Unaware, the Hunter then hands you the glass, five hundred
and fifty dollars worth of booze. Rigger knows his scotch. That's one
reason you are so fond of him.
You sit down and sip your drink. The Hunter's hand lands on your knee
and begins a slow creep up your thigh. You figure what the heck,
twelve hours ago or so you'd already be in his car, or something,
humping his brains out. Giving the guy a little feel was no big deal, after
all he did just buy you a glass of one the most expensive scotches in the world.
The Hunters grope is interrupted.
"Kayde!" Penny squeals. She throws her arms around you and gives you a
big hug. "I thought you'd never show up. I called and called but you
never answered."
"Sorry, I left my phone at work." Actually your phone is in your
purse. You turned it off as you were taking off your clothes in the
office and never thought to turn it back on. Grinning at the memory
you wonder how many other messages have you missed?
Penny slaps at a hand tugging at her tail. "Winston!"
The Hunter, Winston laughs, "God, how lucky can a guy get, two mares,
no waiting." Winston must be drunker than you thought, he's slurring
his words.
You glance behind the bar to see what Rigger was up to, luckily he was
busy at the other end. Rigger is not fond of customers feeling up his
help. You see a movement out of the corner of your eye, a thin
Palomino mare in an expensive looking little black dress just walked
in the door. "Oh great", you mutter under your breath. It's Ginger,
figures she would show up and ruin your night.
Ignoring Ginger for the moment, you cock an eyebrow in Penny's
direction, "Winston? Is he one of yours?"
Penny laughs, "Yeah, in a way, it's Winston's party, he's getting
married!"
You frown despite yourself, "Married? People still do that?"
Penny shrugs, Winston mutters. "Yeah, I'm getting married, it's
more of a financial transaction than anything really." Winston presses
his muzzle close to your face, blowing alcohol fumes up your nose. "My
family has lots of money and no land, her family has lots of land and
no money." Winston snorts, "A match made in heaven I tell you."
Winston downs a shot and wipes his muzzle with the back of his
hand. "Everyone gets what they want and all I have to do is knock up a
skinny ass mare."
A couple of the stallions at the bar chuckle. The Palomino stallion
frowns and clenches his glass so hard you are afraid that it's going
to break. The really big guy, a cold blood, Percheron or something
like that, gets a mean glint in his eye as he glances down at Winston.
You are suddenly uncomfortable.
Winston grabs you around the waist and buries his muzzle against your
neck. "I much rather stick my dick in a nice juicy filly like you, I
wouldn't mind knocking you up..." he pauses to slap Penny on the rear,
"or our little friend Penny here. Hell I'd fuck just 'bout anyone..." Winston mumbles something, "that frigid, bony nag
Gin..."
A sound like a shot rings in your ears, Winston's head rocks to the
side. Ginger is standing in front of you, quivering with rage, shaking
the sting from the hand that just slapped Winston.
"Frigid...bony...NAG!"
"Shit." Winston whispers, so quiet, but he could be heard clearly in
every corner of the now silent bar.
Ginger slaps him again, "Fuck you Winston." She spins on her heel and
storms out of the bar.
"Winston, you'd better fix this..." The Percheron's huge hand drops
onto Winston's shoulder so hard that Winston is nearly knocked off his
stool.
"Shit" Winston mutters again. He drains his shot glass as he dashes
out the door.
Within five minutes most of the bar had emptied out quietly behind him.
Rigger gives Penny a questioning glance. Penny shrugs, "No problem
Boss, most of it was paid up front and I have an account number for
the rest."
Rigger grins, "Cool." He takes the bottle of Bruichladdich down from the
shelf, "Want another Kayde?"
Like I said, cats have a mean, nasty sense of humor.
You and Penny huddle up at the bar. You with your second five hundred dollar
scotch and Penny with a beer.
"So, sorry, P" you begin, "no pick and pluck tonight I'm afraid."
Penny shrugs, "So'kay, Kay. So, was that really your roomie? The
Palomino who slapped Winston silly?"
"Yeah" you grimace.
"She didn't look skinny, I thought she was kind of sexy."
- Ginger may be a pain but she shouldn't be alone tonight
- Hang at the bar...home is going to be toxic for awhile
Furry Status (you) | ||
Health | 100 | Equipment:
Evening Clothes |
Gender | Female | |
Species | Equine |