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Revelations by IndigoNeko

Chapter 37 – Calm Before The Storm

Friday, June 26th, 2015

A little brown-furred stoat wearing a seafoam green summer dress hopped out of the back seat of her father’s blue BMW, dashing up the driveway to her best friend’s house and ringing the doorbell. Her mother and father followed at a more sedately pace, her mother carrying the little girl’s backpack. At roughly the time that the fashionable older stoat and business-ferret arrived at the front door, it opened to reveal a tall, very fit white and black-striped tiger wearing a button-down shirt with rolled up sleeves and a pair of shorts.

“Hi Mr. Andreyev,” the smaller stoat exclaimed, dashing past the tiger and running up the stairwell just inside the doorway.

“Elizabeth!” the older stoat yelled after her daughter. “Oh my God. I’m so sorry, David,” she apologized.

“It’s no problem, Julia. It’s practically her second home anyway,” David said, waving one paw in the air dismissively and stepping aside to let the stoat and ferret inside.

“Still, that was rude,” Julia said, frustrated. She’d spent countless hours trying to teach their daughter the basics of polite behavior. “Anyway, here’s her clothing and supplies,” she said, handing over her daughter’s backpack. 

David accepted the backpack and set it on the second step of the stairwell, then invited them inside. “Please, come in you two. How’s Charlotte doing, by the way?” he asked.

“She’s doing much better now; doesn’t need hardly any pain medication anymore and her lisp is nearly gone. She’s going to be starting driver’s ed soon, too,” Julia replied.

“Good. How’s the business going, Terry?” David said as he led Terrence and Julia down the hallway and into the living room. 

“Doing fine,” the business-ferret replied, loosening his blue satin tie a bit as he stepped in and took off his black blazer, hanging it on the coat-rack by the door.

David’s wife joined them as they went by the kitchen, carrying a platter with various cups and glasses as well as a small assortment of crackers, meats, and cheeses. “Hi Julia. Is red wine okay?” the orange and black-furred tigress asked, following along behind them.

“Oh my, yes,” Julia replied as they all walked into the living room.

“Sorry about the mess. I moved the big TV up to Alex’s room so shi doesn’t have to go up and down the stairs so much. We didn’t want to risk hir potentially falling down the stairs using that walking cast,” the white tiger explained.

“No need to apologize,” Terrence said as he accepted a lowball glass from Raenne, taking a sniff. “Oooh, brandy. Is this... Hennessy?” he asked.

“Hennessy XO,” Raenne confirmed. “Julia mentioned it was one of your favorites a few months ago. You can take the rest of it home with you; we don’t drink it much,” the tigress said, handing a long-stemmed glass of red wine to Julia, then handing a pint glass with a dark brown porter in it to her husband and taking a glass of iced tea for herself before setting the platter on the ottoman.

“So what’s the occasion?” Terrence asked as he sipped the expensive brandy. “I’ve got to say you piqued my curiosity when you asked both of us to come over today.”

“Well, you might want to sit down first. I’m afraid we’ve got some good news and some bad news,” David said, gesturing to the couch.

Both Julia and Terrence frowned, but took a seat near the corner of the sectional sofa. Raenne sat down next to Julia, just in case she had to catch the smaller woman’s wine glass; she’d accidentally given Julia a heart attack once, and only hoped they wouldn’t do it again.

“Do you want the good news first, or the bad news?” Raenne asked as David sat down on the ottoman. 

“Can we have the good news first?” Julia asked.

“Well, okay then,” Raenne said, glancing over at her husband before she said it. “So, the good news is... I’m pregnant.”

For a moment the room was completely silent, then Julia exclaimed “Congratulations!” throwing her arms around the larger tigress, trying not to spill the glass of red wine.

“Thank you,” Raenne said, watching as Terrence held his glass out to David. David tapped his pint glass against the lowball glass in return, then both of them took a sip of their respective drinks.

“Congratulations, Raenne. So, how far along are you?” Terrence asked. “Cause there’s no way I could have told it by looking at you.”

“Two days shy of one month,” Raenne said.

“That’s oddly specific,” Julia said, sitting back and taking a sip of her wine.

“I’m an induced ovulator. I know exactly when it happened,” the tigress said, glaring at her husband.

Julia knew exactly what that meant in felines and also glared at David. “Shame on you,” she said. 

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to, honest,” David protested, ducking his head in embarrassment. “I’m glad I did, though,” he added with a slight smirk.

Meanwhile, Terrence tilted his head. “That was... the weekend you slipped and fell in the shower, right? Elizabeth mentioned something about that. Hypothermia.”

David also tilted his head for a moment, then realized what Terrence was talking about. “Oh. Yeah, it was a few days before that,” he said a bit awkwardly, trying to forget his momentary lapse in judgement.

“Well, that’s certainly news that’s worthy of celebration,” Julia said, holding out her glass. “To new life,” she said. The three others all tapped her glass. 

“So... I take it that’s where the bad news comes in?” Terrence asked. “You all don’t exactly have room in this tiny house for a new child. You’ll have to move into something bigger in a couple of years.”

Both David and Raenne went quiet for a moment, glancing at each other. David took a deep breath. “Actually, we’ll be moving a lot sooner than that. We don’t want to keep Alex in Byrom Elementary after what happened, and we’re afraid that if we stay in the northwest, something like it might happen again. Hermaphrodites aren’t exactly common out here.”

Both Terrence and Julia went silent, frowning as they realized the implications. “So... you’re moving out of state?” Julia asked, her mind awhirl with a mixture of anxiety for her daughter and fear of what might happen when she found out. Elizabeth was going to be crushed. So was Alex, for that matter.

Both of the tigers nodded. “We’ll be putting our house on the market tomorrow. I’ve already got a job lined up in Colorado,” David explained.

A tear fell down Julia’s face, rolled down her velvet vest and landed on her skirt. “Elizabeth’s going to be heartbroken,” she said.

“So is Alex,” Raenne said, wrapping her arm around the stoat. “We’ll make sure they stay in touch. We can always have them fly out to visit each other during vacations. Plane tickets aren’t that expensive,” she said.

“Have you told Alex that you’re moving?” Terrence asked.

“Not yet,” Raenne replied.

“So... when should we tell them?” the business-ferret asked.

“I can let them know tomorrow after we get back from that date they’ve been talking about for the past week,” Raenne suggested. “We have to put the realtor’s sign up, and I doubt they’d miss that.”

Terrence and Julia nodded. “You know that once they find out you’re leaving, they’ll want to spend as much time as possible together,” Julia pointed out.

“That’s fine,” David said. “I’ll be on vacation for the next three weeks. The company let me go when I gave my two-weeks notice today. And I’ll be working from home after that, until the house is sold, so Lizzy is welcome to spend however long she wants over here until we move.”

Julia looked over at her husband, then back at the two tigers. “Maybe it would be better if we have them alternate whose house they’re at every few days. We don’t exactly have Elizabeth on an I.U.D. yet, and we don’t know if Alex could calm her heat anyway,” she said, thinking first and foremost of keeping Elizabeth’s anemia in check. 

“Good point,” Raenne said. “Anyway, let me go get the girls and we can all have dinner. We figured we’d give you a taste of authentic home-made Russian cuisine before we leave.”

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“Mmm, I loved those pelmeni things,” Elizabeth said, following her best friend up the stairs, backpack slung over one shoulder. Alex had to take the steps one at a time because of the walking cast shi was wearing.

“Yeah, they were good. So was the stroganoff,” Alex replied as shi reached the top landing, turning left towards hir bedroom. At least hir side wasn’t burning like it had the past two days, and shi wasn’t feeling sick anymore either.

“Oh! I gave Charlotte back her DVDs,” Elizabeth said as she saw the big television inside Alex’s room, remembering what they had done last time.

“Thanks,” Alex said, walking over and sitting down on hir bed, popping the latches on the walking cast and leaning it against the nightstand. 

“Lexi? Are you still playing that game... um... Skyrim?” Elizabeth asked, using her pet name for the tigress as she dropped her backpack on the floor.

“Mmm, I was, but I’ve gotten kind of bored of it. Do you want to play?” Alex asked, scooting back across hir bed and laying back against the pile of pillows.

“Yeah!” Elizabeth said, walking over to the black game console and turning it on. She picked up one of the game controllers and walked back over to the bed, hopping up on it and sitting next to Alex, leaning up against the larger tigress.

“Okay, so... scroll up to ‘My Xbox’, then scroll right to ‘Game Library’, click ‘A’... There’s Skyrim,” Alex instructed. Shi probably didn’t need to give any help; Elizabeth was familiar enough with the game console. “There... now we wait for it to load... scroll down and hit ‘New’.”

Alex leaned back and relaxed, draping one arm over the smaller stoat leaning against hir while Lizzy played through the introduction, picking a felinoid mammal character with russet fur and black stripes. It was pretty obvious the little stoat was trying to make a tiger. Alex squeezed Lizzy’s shoulder and the little stoat giggled, then continued on through the rest of the introduction. The dragon attacked and they had to run through the ruins of the village and then escape through the dungeon under the keep. Alex didn’t say much, remaining quiet except to answer Lizzy’s occasional question like about the butterflies and flowers and stuff she was picking up on her way to the first town. 

Shi was kind of surprised that Lizzy liked sneaking around, using daggers and bows to kill things; shi would have expected Lizzy to stick with using magic. The little stoat got really excited when she successfully snuck up behind a bandit and slit his throat with a knife. They continued playing the game for a couple of hours until Lizzy’s character died while trying to shoot down a dragon. The two pre-teens groaned in disappointment.

“Maybe you could use some of those poison potions you made earlier. I think you had a fire resist potion you made,” Alex pointed out.

“Meh. I’ll try again tomorrow. That was fun,” Elizabeth said, going into the Xbox settings and hitting the option to turn the console off. She hopped off the bed and set the controller down on the desk next to the console, then walked back over to the bed and climbed back up. “Sooo... Do you think we could do some sexy stuff before bed? Or is your side still hurting?” 

“Sure, as long as we’re careful,” Alex said, remembering what hir mom had said. “Condoms and lube are in my nightstand here... can you get a big towel and some small ones from the hallway closet?” the tigress asked.

“Sure!” the little stoat said, hopping off the bed again and darting down the hallway.

Alex rolled around on the bed a bit, rearranging the pillows to be a bit better for sleeping and pulled down the covers, so they could just pull the covers over themselves when they were done. Having sex was even better than warm milk for helping you fall asleep.

A moment later, Elizabeth walked back into Alex’s bedroom with some towels in her arms. “Should we close the door?”

“Mom said to keep the door open so she can hear me if I yell for something,” Alex replied.

Alex took off hir t-shirt and tossed it across the room and into the hamper by the closet, revealing the orange and black striped fur on hir sides and back and the white fur that covered her chest and tummy. Elizabeth lay the big towel down over the bed sheet and set the other small towels on the nightstand. 

“At least your fur is growing back a little bit,” the little stoat noted, seeing the patch on Alex’s side that had been shaved bare. The fur on the side of hir chest wasn’t even half an inch long yet.

“Yeah,” the young tiger replied, glancing down. At least hir chest didn’t hurt so much anymore. The last week had been a rollercoaster of pain; it hadn’t hurt much at all on Tuesday, then shi’d run out of pills and it had hurt and burned like fire for like two days. It had even hurt pretty badly this morning, but it had finally faded to a dull ache over the last few hours. “Just be careful; I don’t have a cast anymore, but Dr. Nez said my leg’s still healing.”

“I’d never hurt you, silly kitty,” Elizabeth said, peeling off the bright green dress she was wearing and dropping it on the floor next to her backpack.

“I know,” Alex replied, sitting back against the pillows and undoing the button on hir cargo shorts. “I just don’t want to have another broken bone again. Ever.”

“I don’t blame you; it must be miserable having to stay in your room all day,” the little stoat sympathized, taking off her panties and dropping them atop the dress on the floor. The little stoat was mostly brown, except for a splash of black on her tail tip and the wide patch of white fur that went from her chin to her thighs, just like her mother. There was a slightly darker area around her eyes and along her arms and legs, just like her father.

“Yeah. It sucks,” Alex said, peeling off hir cargo and panties, throwing them across the room towards hir hamper as well. It was pretty obvious that the athletic young tiger was looking forward to this; the tip of hir penis was already poking out from the top of its sheath.

“Oooh, you must be pretty horny,” the little stoat teased, climbing back onto Lexi’s bed. “I guess it’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Alex replied. It hadn’t been all that bad, though. Having sex wasn’t exactly something shi thought about when shi was in pain, and shi had been in a lot of pain over the last few weeks. It would have been nice to have sex before bed though; shi’d been having a rough time falling asleep lately.

Elizabeth crawled across the bed on all fours, right up between Alex’s legs, then lowered herself to her elbows and wrapped her lips around the tiger’s penis, sucking gently. Alex relaxed back against the pillows, hir tail twitching under Elizabeth’s chest. 

The little stoat continued to run her tongue along the bumpy surface of the tiger’s penis as it swelled within her mouth. The little nubs, where Lexi’s barbs would have been, tickled her tongue, and she tasted the tiger’s slightly salty pre-cum. Careful not to let her sharp teeth touch the sensitive flesh, the little stoat ran her tongue over and under Lexi’s boy parts, while sneaking another paw underneath the hermaphrodite’s fuzzy sack. 

Alex gasped as shi felt Lizzy’s fingers brush against hir feminine sex, stroking across hir labia and clitoris. Shi felt a slight tingling sensation begin to grow within hir tummy. Focusing on the sensations, shi closed hir eyes.

Elizabeth pulled her head back as she felt Alex’s flower leaking all over her paw. “Wow, you must really be pent up. You’re leaking all over,” she said, watching a tiny bit of liquid bead up on the tip of Alex’s penis and then drip down the spit-slick sides of hir shaft.

“Sorry,” Alex apologized, feeling the insides of hir ears flush red with embarrassment. It didn’t help that shi could feel Lizzy’s finger rubbing against the insides of hir vagina. Shi looked back down at the little stoat just as Lizzy went back to sucking on hir boy parts. 

Elizabeth savored the slightly salty and savory taste of her best friend’s pre, licking it all up before pushing her muzzle further down the tiger’s shaft. As she reached Lexi’s sheath, the tiny hairs there tickled her nose. Once again, she smelled the faint hint of basil and cinnamon that seemed to be the tiger’s natural scent. It was a surprisingly calming scent, and she relaxed a bit more, letting the bottom of Lexi’s penis rest against her tongue until she felt the tiger’s pulse, strong and steady. 

Once she had the rhythm of Lexi’s pulse, she resumed her oral attention. The little stoat ran her tongue over the tiger’s penis once again, pressing it against the roof of her mouth and moving her head back and forth just a little. As she slurped up the tiger’s salty, sweet, and spicy pre-cum, she pressed a second finger into the tiger’s feminine passage. Lexi’s flower was tight, but very slippery. 

Alex was practically comatose with pleasure. Lizzy really knew how to make someone feel good. The reason for her skill was obvious, once one knew that the little stoat had to have sex a few times a week. The strange combination of ferret and stoat heritage traits she suffered from kept her in heat from spring to fall, causing estrogen toxicity and anemia if she didn’t ovulate at least once a week. The young girl’s father had gotten a vasectomy when she was an infant in order to keep her alive.

The tigress moaned as hir best friend Lizzy continued to pleasure hir, feeling that now-familiar tingling sensation deep within hir tummy. The little stoat had started using her thumb against Alex’s clitoris, hidden as it was behind hir fuzzy little balls. “Lizzy, I think... I’m going to squirt soon,” shi said.

The little stoat was expecting that; her father didn’t last very long either if it had been a while since he’d had sex, like when he went on business trips. “Mmm-hmm,” she acknowledged with a hum. She was looking forward to tasting Lizzy’s boy-juice. 

Alex braced hirself as that strange tingling sensation deep in hir tummy continued to grow while hir best friend continued to rub the insides of hir flower and the little button at the top with her thumb. Shi didn’t even realize shi was so close to orgasm until hir penis began to twitch. Suddenly both of hir sexes began to spasm as shi experienced simultaneous male and female orgasms. It wasn’t something that happened often, but it was amazing when it did.

Lizzy realized what was happening before Lexi did, feeling the tiger’s insides flutter around her finger and then clamp down. Then Lexi’s boy juice began to squirt into her mouth. The little stoat pulled back a little bit, letting it pool on her tongue. It reminded her of watered down salty chai tea, only stickier. It was actually pretty good, compared to her father’s boy-juice, especially if Father had been drinking that nasty whiskey stuff that he seemed to like. After Lexi’s penis stopped twitching, she swallowed what was in her mouth and pulled back, running her lips over the tip to get the last little bits of the salty treat and swallowed one last time, then looked up.

The tigress was leaning back against the pillows, arms outstretched, staring blankly up at the ceiling. Lizzy giggled and poked hir tummy. “Wake up, silly kitty!”

Alex groaned and slowly lifted hir head to look back down at the stoat. “Uhh... that was... Wow. I don’t think I’ve ever felt that good before,” the tigress said, blinking. Shi could still feel the electrifying impulses making hir arms and legs twitch slightly.

“Good,” Lizzy replied, satisfied that she had done well. There was no better feeling than knowing you’d made someone else happy. The little stoat climbed out from between Lexi’s legs and up next to hir side, careful not to bump  the tiger’s broken chest. Once she was snuggled underneath Lexi’s arm she held out one paw which was decidedly slippery. “Want some?” she asked, holding her paw out.

“Is that my boy-juice or girl-juice?” Alex asked. 

“Girl-juice,” Elizabeth replied, licking a bit of it off her thumb. It tasted kind of like the tiger’s boy juice, only not quite as salty or sticky.

“Okay,” Alex replied. Shi wouldn’t be able to lick Lizzy afterwards if it had been her boy-juice. One of the five rules was ‘No semen near vaginas’.

Elizabeth held her paw out, accidentally smearing some of it on the tiger’s nose. Lexi’s tongue wasn’t nearly as rough as a feral kitty’s, but it still had bristles on it and they tickled slightly as they ran across her fingers. 

Alex carefully licked hir moisture from the little stoat’s paw and finger-pads, then the fur of the back of her paw and fingers. The smell of hir own juices filled hir nasal passages as shi cleaned Elizabeth’s paw. Just like Lizzy’s female scent, hir own female scent was somehow alluring. By the time shi was finished, hir penis had grown stiff once again. Shi filed the curious bit of knowledge away for later use.

The tingling sensation that Alex had felt earlier was starting to make itself felt within Elizabeth’s tummy as well as she watched Lexi lick hir own juices from her fingers. She wanted to feel Lexi’s tongue against her flower as well. “Hey, sexy kitty?”

“Mmm?” the tigress said, looking down at the little stoat cuddled against hir side.

“Can you lick me too?” Elizabeth asked.

The larger tiger smiled, licking the last bits of moisture off hir nose. Shi used hir arms and legs to carefully slide down the bed a bit until shi was off the pillows. “Here, just sit on my face, kay?”

Elizabeth grinned, then sat up and rolled over, carefully swinging one leg over the tiger’s head, ankles resting on Alex’s arms. Looking down, she could see the top of Alex’s head and slowly sat backwards until Alex’s eyes and nose came into view between her legs. “Like this?”

“Mmm-hmm,” Alex mumbled, sticking hir tongue out and running it along the smaller stoat’s flower. Lizzy tasted just like she usually did; slightly salty, with a hint of peaches and cream. The tigress gently ran the tip of hir tongue between Lizzy’s folds.

Grateful that Alex didn’t have nearly as rough a tongue as a feral feline, Elizabeth tried to hold herself steady so as not to rest her weight on Alex’s nose. She wasn’t really that heavy; she weighed half what Alex did and was nearly a foot shorter, but forty pounds was still a lot to have resting on your nose.

The little stoat grew more and more damp as Alex continued to run the tip of her tongue over Elizabeth’s flower, making sure to pay attention to the little button at the top. Alex knew just how sensitive that spot was. After a minute or so, the tigress curled hir tongue and pushed it up, parting Lizzy’s flower and making hir way inside to get at the delicious nectar deep within the stoat’s vaginal passage.

Elizabeth gasped as she felt Lexi’s rough appendage rubbing against the insides of her flower. It wasn’t painful, but it was very, very intense. The little stoat held up one hand and bit down on her finger to keep from screaming. Then she sighed as Lexi curled hir tongue, keeping those stiff bristles from scraping her sensitive insides.

Alex was curious to see if Lizzy had one of those sensitive spots like shi and mom had. Carefully, trying not to accidentally expose the rough side of hir tongue, shi tested various spots on the inside of Lizzy’s flower, searching for a spot with a slightly different texture. It took a minute, but eventually shi thought shi’d found it, and used the tip of hir tongue to tickle it, listening for Lizzy’s reaction.

Elizabeth clearly wasn’t expecting someone to tickle her g-spot, not that either of them knew what it was. She let out a high-pitched ‘Eep’, then bit down on her finger. Alex smiled to hirself and memorized where the spot was, then kept licking the little stoat’s insides.

Another minute passed in relative silence before Alex figured that Lizzy was good and ready, then began alternating between licking the three most sensitive spots shi knew of: the clitoris, the g-spot, and the cervix. Shi didn’t know the names for most of them, but shi definitely knew they were sensitive. 

It didn’t take but half a minute before Elizabeth started keening despite the finger between her teeth. That tingling sensation in her tummy had grown to the point where she couldn’t hold it in, and she felt her flower flutter around Alex’s tongue as she finally reached orgasm. While it started at her hips, it rapidly spread throughout her entire body, making her arms, legs, and even her neck twitch slightly. Elizabeth carefully rolled off Alex’s face, making sure not to accidentally bump the tiger’s chest, and flopped down on the pillows, panting.

Alex licked hir nose and lips clean of the little stoat’s feminine nectar. It wasn’t exactly tasty, but it definitely did something: hir penis was painfully hard and a string of pre-cum was dripping from hir tip onto hir tummy. 

The two cubs lay there on the bed, silent as Elizabeth caught her breath. Eventually the little stoat sat up, looking around. She immediately noticed that Alex was ready to go a second time. “Yay! Where did you say those condoms were?”

Alex pointed at the nightstand, then carefully sat up. Shi had learned to be cautious with certain movements, especially twisting motions. Swinging hir legs off the side of the bed, shi leaned forward and pulled open the top drawer, taking one of the foil-wrapped condoms out and closing the drawer again. Shi quickly tore open the package and dropped the wrapper in the wastebasket, then handed it over her shoulder to Lizzy.

Elizabeth took the condom, watching as Lexi scooted back onto the bed. “So, since your chest is hurt, what do we do? Should I just sit on you, or...?”

“I guess,” Alex said, not quite sure. “I think anything works as long as we go really slow.”

“Okay then,” the little stoat said. “Lay down and I’ll put this on.”

Alex did as instructed, laying back so hir head was resting on the pillow. Having hir head raised let hir watch as Lizzy held the light up against the light on hir nightstand, checking to see if there were any holes. The little stoat carefully set the condom down over hir penis, making sure the right side was up, and started rolling the edges down. It covered hir entire length with a tiny bit to spare.

“I wish we didn’t have to use these,” Elizabeth muttered, swinging her leg over Lexi’s hips.

“Yeah. Maybe your parents can get you an I.U.D. like me. Then we wouldn’t need condoms,” Alex replied, watching as the little stoat positioned herself over hir hips. 

“That would be great,” Elizabeth said, taking hold of Lexi’s boy-part and angling it up towards her flower. Once she felt the tip nudge the right spot she carefully sat down.

Neither cub said anything as Alex’s member slid into Elizabeth’s channel. Both of them were a nearly perfect fit for one another, and Elizabeth made it halfway down Alex’s shaft before lifting up a bit and sitting back down again. Three tries later, the little stoat’s butt was resting against the tiger’s hips. The very tip of Alex’s pointed penis barely touched Elizabeth’s cervix.

“Mmm, I love you, sexy stoat,” Alex said, looking up at Elizabeth’s glistening black eyes.

“I love you too, sexy kitty,” Elizabeth replied, leaning forward, putting her arms to either side of Lexi’s chest and giving hir a kiss, then leaning back again.

Alex helped to make sure Elizabeth was in the right position, keeping hir paws on Elizabeth’s hips as the little stoat slowly pushed herself up and down, riding hir shaft. “Just go slow, ‘kay?”

“Okay,” the little stoat said. That was the way she liked it anyway; quick climaxes weren’t nearly as good as long, drawn out ones.

Once Lizzy had gotten a steady rhythm going, Alex moved hir paws under Lizzy’s butt, helping to lift the little stoat up. Shi knew from experience that your legs would get tired and start to burn after a while without a little help. At least Lizzy was slippery enough that they didn’t need to use the silicone lube; the stuff smelled like chemicals.

The little stoat started panting, slowly riding Alex’s wonderful penis. It was too bad they had to use the condom. She really wanted to know what the little nubs on the feline’s penis felt like inside her. At least Alex’s boy-part was exactly the right size for her, despite their different heights. Father was an inch too long. While she could take him all the way and it felt really good when he squirted so deep inside her, it left her sore the next day.

Alex was finding shi really liked the slow pace. It wasn’t nearly as intense, but after having squirted once already shi didn’t really feel the need to go fast. It was kind of like cuddling, only better. They had done it before while cuddling, which was best, but it would probably hurt a lot with hir broken ribs. Lizzy was starting to make squishy noises now that they had been mating for a while.

Panting a little louder now, the little stoat was starting to feel a tingle in her tummy once again as Lexi’s member slid in and out of her passage. Trying to ignore the slow ache in her legs, she just kept bouncing up and down. It helped that Lexi was holding her up. The slow pace let that familiar tingling build so much more. 

Alex’s arms were getting tired, helping to hold the little stoat up. Luckily Lizzy didn’t weigh that much. Every so often, the tiger glanced down at their hips where they were joined together, making sure the bright red condom was still in place. Shi couldn’t feel whether it was there or not anymore. Hir penis was tingling so much that it felt kind of like when hir legs fell asleep, only more pleasurable.

By the time Elizabeth felt her second climax approaching, her legs were starting to burn and it felt like her flower and everything inside her up to her navel was tingling. “Are you going to squirt?” she asked.

“I dunno,” Alex replied. “I think I might soon.”

“My legs are getting tired. Can we switch?” the little stoat asked.

“Sure,” the tigress replied.

Elizabeth rolled off to the side, flopping down next to Alex with a sigh as her thighs stopped burning. She continued to pant as Alex got up and climbed over her, spreading her knees to either side. 

Alex held hirself up with hir arms straight, glancing down between themselves to make sure shi was in the right position, then slid hirself home once again. The tiger tried to match the same pace Lizzy had used, slowly moving in and out. It didn’t take long before hir penis was tingling again. 

Relaxing against the pillow, Elizabeth was able to savor the experience as her legs recovered and she got her breath back. It felt like she was getting closer this time, feeling like there was something tightening inside her tummy. Alex continued to thrust in and out, driving her closer to climax. Another minute passed and finally her climax hit, rolling over her and making her entire body quiver in ecstasy. A chill ran down her spine followed by a rush of heat that spread from her nose to her toes, like being dipped in a tub of warm honey. Once again, she felt weightless, like she was floating on a cloud.

Alex definitely felt it when Elizabeth reached orgasm, clenching around hir member as she began to shake and let out a high-pitched whine. It seemed to go on and on, the little stoat quivering and twitching beneath hir. The tigress was pretty close too. Trying to ignore the pain in hir chest, shi quickly started bucking hir hips, trying desperately to reach hir own climax before Lizzy’s finished. 

The little stoat finally stopped quivering and opened her eyes, staring up at her with a wide, happy smile. At just that moment, the tigress reached climax, closing hir eyes as hir penis began to twitch. After the long, slow, and terribly drawn out mating, Alex’s climax was incredibly intense. The tigress ejaculated so forcefully that the little stoat could feel it as if the condom wasn’t even there, battering her cervix. Over and over, Alex’s penis continued to twitch, the sensations making hir entire body quiver. Even once it had come to an end, it felt like hir legs and arms continued to twitch. Alex panted, once again opening hir eyes, meeting Lizzy’s gaze. 

“Good, wasn’t it? That’s why I like going slow,” Elizabeth said with a smile.

“Wooow... That wasn’t just good, that was awesome,” Alex said, blinking. Mating slowly was way better in the end. Shi felt a wave of weakness come over hir and quickly rolled to one side, hitting the bed with a thump. “Owe,” shi whimpered as hir broken ribs sent a wave of agony through hir side.

“Oh no... Are you okay?” Elizabeth asked, sitting up.

“Yeah,” Alex replied. “It didn’t hurt that much,” shi lied, carefully rolling onto hir back. After a moment the pain faded. As the pain finally faded, shi realized just how content shi felt for the first time in weeks, feeling a rumble start deep in hir throat. Shi closed hir eyes just for a moment; they still had plenty of time before they had to go to bed, but shi was exhausted after mating for over half an hour.

“Okay,” the little stoat said, looking Alex over. Noticing the bright red condom, Elizabeth carefully gripped the tip and tugged, pulling it off. A small amount of semen leaked out, but most of it stayed inside. Careful not to spill any more, she climbed over Alex and dropped the condom in the wastebasket. Having thrown the condom away, the little stoat sat back and grabbed one of the smaller towels she had brought into the room earlier, using it to wipe up some of the mess between her legs, then the mess between Alex’s too.

Having followed the last rule and cleaning up after themselves, Elizabeth tossed the hand towel across the room to Lexi’s hamper, then lay down against Alex’s side. She was still a bit overheated after the extended exertion and left the cover down, curling up against Alex’s side. The tiger was purring so loudly she could feel it in her bones. 

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It was barely nine o’clock when David walked upstairs to take a quick shower and wash the sweat off from their evening exercise. For once he felt like he’d done reasonably well against his wife in their sparring match, despite being careful to avoid any kind of body blows now that she was pregnant. Raenne had stayed downstairs, doing a bit of stretching while she cooled down.

David glanced over at his daughter’s room upon reaching the landing. It was unusually quiet, which worried him; the two cubs were never quiet unless they were watching a movie, and he didn’t hear anything at all. The white tiger walked down the hallway and glanced into the room, hearing his daughter’s deep rumbling purr all the way from the doorway. The computer and television were off and the two cubs were lying in bed, completely naked and clearly asleep.

Quietly padding into the room, he glanced down into the wastebasket, taking note of the condom sitting at the bottom. There was a towel on the bed underneath Alex as well. At least they had followed the rules. The two of them looked absurdly cute; his daughter was asleep on hir back and Elizabeth was lying on her side, nestled against Alex underneath hir arm, one leg draped over the young tiger’s waist.

Smiling to himself, David reached over and snagged the top sheet and cover, draping it over the two of them. Satisfied, he turned and flipped off the light on the nightstand, casting the room into darkness. 

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Saturday, June 27th, 2015

Elizabeth hopped down the last few stairs, the dark red ribbons on her pale pink dress fluttering as she reached the landing, then turned around to watch as Alex made hir way down the last few stairs as well. Shi was wearing a white shirt and black skirt, with the walking cast on one foot and a toeless sneaker on the other.

As the young tigress finished making hir way downstairs, hir mother opened the front door for the two cubs, waiting for them to step outside before closing and locking the door behind them. Alex walked up to the side of the garage door and flipped open the keypad cover, quickly entering the keycode and hitting the button at the bottom. As the cover flipped closed, the motor in the garage came to life, lifting the heavy garage door and revealing the two S.U.V.s inside. 

“Stay out here please, so you can get into the car easier,” Raenne said to the two cubs. She carefully walked along the narrow space between the garage wall and her black Nissan Murano, trying not to brush her black summer dress against the bare sheetrock of the garage. After pulling the driver’s side door open, the tigress slipped inside and fitted her tail into the tail gap, getting comfortable before turning on the car and closing the door. The small center console display lit up and she put the car in reverse. After the backup camera turned on, she carefully backed the car out of the garage. 

The car came to a halt after ten feet and the two cubs pulled the rear doors open, climbing inside. Both Alex and Elizabeth climbed into the back seat, squirming a moment to get their tails situated in the gaps between the seat cushions.

“Don’t forget your seatbelts,” Raenne said from the driver’s seat, looking over her shoulder.

“I won’t,” Elizabeth replied, pulling the door closed and then buckling her seatbelt. 

Alex did the same. “So, what did you want for lunch?” shi asked.

“Umm,” the little stoat hummed as she pondered the question. “Chinese, maybe?”

“Mmm, yummy,” Alex said. “Mom, isn’t there a chinese place in Bridgeport Village? Chongs or something?”

“P.F. Chang’s,” the older tigress corrected from the front seat, backing out into the cul-de-sac before using the remote to close the garage door. “But I have something better in mind.”

“Okay,” Alex replied, satisfied.

“So... what do we do after we beat that dragon?” Elizabeth asked. The two cubs had spent nearly an hour playing Skyrim that morning, trying to kill a dragon with little success.

“I think after that we talk to the old guy with the crown, and then you have to talk to some guys called the greybeards. I never talked to them though,” the younger tigress said, smoothing down the black pleated skirt shi was wearing. She didn’t really like wearing skirts anymore, but Lizzy had said she looked good in them, so...

Elizabeth laughed. “You’ve been playing the game for how many weeks now and you still haven’t talked to them?”

“I got distracted,” Alex protested. “There was this innkeeper at the village I found who said something about a ghost in the catacombs there, so I had to go explore them first. Then there was this lady who wanted me to go kill a bunch of feral bears...”

Five minutes later, Raenne slowly pulled into a parking space, then put the car in park before shutting it off. “Well, here we are: Royal Panda. I think it’s better than P.F. Changs. They have the best hot and sour soup you’ll ever have.”

“It’s not too hot, is it?” the little stoat asked as she unbuckled her seat belt and pulled the door open.

“Nope,” Raenne replied, getting out of the car. After closing the door, she walked over to the restaurant's entrance and pulled the door open.

Alex hopped out of hir side of the SUV and shut the door, walking through the front door that hir mom was holding open. Shi stepped into the glass-walled foyer and pulled open the inner door, holding it open for hir mom and Lizzy. 

“Thank you,” Elizabeth said to both of the tigers holding the door as she stepped in. The place had a peculiar atmosphere, with pale yellow walls and crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. If it weren’t for the occasional chinese decoration here and there, she’d have no idea it was a chinese restaurant. There weren’t many other people there, either; only three tables were occupied. 

As the older tigress stepped in behind the two cubs, a snub-nosed monkey with pale blue skin and golden fur stepped around the counter and walked up to them. “Hello,” she said in a thick accent. “How many?”

“Three,” Raenne replied.

“Would you like a booth or a table?” the waitress asked.

“Table, please.”

The monkey grabbed a small handful of menus and put them into her apron, then walked through the restaurant, stopping next to one of the tables and gesturing to it. Once the two cubs and the older tigress were seated, the waitress set the menus down in front of them and asked “Would you like something to drink?”

“Jasmine tea, please,” the older tigress said.

“Lemonade, please,” Alex added.

“Coke, please,” Elizabeth said, last.

“Okay. I’ll be back in a moment,” the monkey replied, walking off.

“This place really does have the best hot and sour soup, by the way,” Raenne said. “I highly recommend it.”

“Oooh, orange chicken,” Alex said, peering at the menu. 

Elizabeth already knew what she wanted; she’d been craving sweet and sour chicken for a week now. Instead, she glanced around the restaurant, looking at the other patrons.

Sitting at one of the booths next to the huge front windows was a family of three, clearly of chinese descent. To one side sat a giant panda, only with blonde fur instead of the usual white. He was wearing a red satin traditional chinese shirt and black pants. Sitting next to him was a beautiful red panda wearing a form-fitting skirt and burgundy blouse. Across from the two pandas sat a college-aged flying fox wearing a salmon-colored shoulderless shirt and black jeans. The three of them were having a lively discussion about the food they were eating, comparing it to other dishes they must have eaten elsewhere.

Elizabeth suddenly realized that the bat had black eyes, just like her own and her parents’ eyes. Black eyes weren’t exactly common. A moment later the bat turned her head slightly, looking at the little stoat. Realizing that she had been caught staring, Elizabeth quickly looked down at the table, embarrassed.

A few moments passed before the waitress returned, bringing out a platter with several glasses and a pot of tea. “Are you ready to order?” the monkey asked after she’d placed the drinks in front of them, then set the platter down on another table.

“Yes,” the older tigress replied. “I’d like the mongolian beef, please. With hot and sour soup and white rice.”

The waitress pulled out a notepad and quickly began writing down the order in chinese. Once she’d finished, she glanced over at the younger tigress.

“Orange chicken, with hot and sour soup and fried rice,” Alex said quickly.

“Sweet and sour chicken, please,” the little stoat said when the waitress glanced over at her.

“Would you like hot and sour soup, wonton soup, or egg drop soup?” the waitress asked.

“Hot and sour, please,” Elizabeth replied.

“And would you prefer white rice or fried rice?”

“Fried rice,” Elizabeth replied.

“Excellent. It will be out in a few minutes,” the waitress stated after she’d finished jotting down the orders. The gold-furred monkey then picked up the tray the drinks had been brought out on and disappeared back into the kitchen.

“So... After lunch, I know you two wanted to go on a date, wandering around Bridgeport Village and then go see a movie,” Raenne started. “But Dr. Nez told you to limit your walking as much as possible so you don’t re-injure that leg.”

“I know, mom,” Alex said, a hint of exasperation in hir voice. “We were just going to stop in a few clothing stores and then go see Jurassic World or something.”

“That’s PG-13,” Raenne reminded her daughter. “Did your parents say you could go see that, Elizabeth?”

“Well, no... We could go see Inside Out, though. Mother told me about it,” the little stoat replied.

“What’s that about?” Alex asked.

“It’s a Pixar movie, like Toy Story. It’s about a girl who has to move to San Francisco, and her emotions and stuff.”

“You think that would be better than dinosaurs?” the little tigress asked, doubtful.

“Actually, I think it’ll probably be pretty good,” Raenne chimed in, remembering seeing an advertisement for it. “Pixar’s movies are usually really good. And I don’t think Elizabeth’s parents would want her to see Jurassic World unless they’ve seen it first and approve it. If you really want to see dinosaurs, I’m sure your dad wouldn’t mind taking you to see it later.”

“Hmm... Okay,” Alex said, looking a bit more upbeat at that.

A few seconds later, the monkey walked up with a platter in hand and began setting out small cups of soup in front of them. A moment later, the waitress left again, heading back to the kitchen.

“So, umm... What kind of things are we supposed to do on a date, anyway?” Alex asked, looking from Lizzy to hir mom and back again.

“Well, I can tell you what your dad and I did when we went on dates,” the older tigress said.

Elizabeth looked up from her soup, suddenly curious.

“Well, what?” Alex asked.

“So, David and I met when he started taking martial arts classes,” Raenne started saying. “He was a kind of goofy looking nerd. Tall, skinny, but kind of flabby at the same time. It was obvious that he was putting in a lot of effort though, ‘cause he lost the flab within the first three months.”

Alex nodded, while Elizabeth took a sip of the hot and sour soup from her spoon.

“Another month later, he looked like he was starving. So I took him aside after one class and suggested that he should probably eat a little more and get some extra protein as well, like protein shake supplements that gym rats... er... people who go to the gym have,” she continued, glancing around to see if there were any rodents around that she might have offended.

The dining room was mostly empty, and it looked like nobody had overheard them, so Raenne continued with her story. “That was when he let out that he’d been going to the gym a few blocks down the street, the same one I went to, and didn’t really know what he was doing. He asked me if I knew anyone who could give him a few tips. I said I could, provided he would assist me in cleaning the dojo, so we picked a time and met over at the gym. Several times, actually.”

The older tigress took a spoonful of soup, savoring the flavor, then continued. “Two weeks later, he asked if I had a boyfriend. I didn’t have one and he seemed like a nice guy from our chats in the gym. A bit naive and not very experienced, but nice. So I said I didn’t have a boyfriend, and he asked me on a date.”

“So what did you two do when you were dating?” Alex asked, impatient with the long story.

“Well, at first we went to the movies, went shopping, and went to restaurants. We spent a lot of time talking about our interests, our future plans, and things we did or didn’t like,”  Raenne explained.

“So... all you did was talk?” Elizabeth asked, confused.

“Yep,” Raenne confirmed. “Going on a date is just an excuse to spend time with each other in a safe and public environment, so you can see if you like each other and have common interests. If you don’t like each other, you stop dating. If you do like each other, you can agree to be in a relationship together. Once you’ve been in a relationship for a while, you decide if you want to get married or just be friends.” 

“So, since Lizzy and I are already friends, we don’t have to go on dates?” Alex asked.

“Sharp as a tack, kiddo. You can still go on a date if you want to, just to have fun. So, to finish my story... I decided David was a nice guy and we had enough common interests that I decided to continue going out with him, and we started doing other stuff like going hiking. Exactly one year after we started dating, we were out hiking near Silver Falls when he asked me to marry him.”

“Oooh, that sounds romantic,” Elizabeth said. 

“It was. He got down on his knees while we were walking under a waterfall and held out a small box with a bronze ring with a yellow diamond, saying it matched my fur and eyes and he wanted me to have it too, since I already had his heart,” she said with a smile.

The two girls were quiet, so Raenne picked up her spoon to start in on the soup before it got cold.

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“Oh, geez I’m stuffed,” Elizabeth said as they walked out of the chinese restaurant. 

“Me too,” Alex replied, walking over to their black SUV and pulling the car door open. The rest of them all piled into the vehicle. A minute later they were pulling into the main parking garage next to the Bridgeport shopping center. 

“So, first thing’s first: We need to go pick up tickets to the movie. Then if there’s time we can go shopping. Otherwise we’ll just go see the movie and go shopping afterwards,” The older tigress said, as she pulled into a parking spot on the second floor of the garage.

“Okay,” the two girls said, undoing their seat belts and hopping out of the SUV. Raenne pressed the lock button on the key fob after getting out and closing the driver’s side door. 

The three of them walked down the stairs and out of the garage, toward the movie theater. There wasn’t any sort of line at the moment, which boded ill for getting a reasonable movie time, especially since Inside Out had only come out a few days earlier. 

Raenne approached the window and greeted the young man at the ticket counter. “Hello. One adult, two children for the next showing of Inside Out, please.”

“That’ll be $15.97,” the small barn mouse said, taking the credit card that Raenne held out for him. He swiped the credit card and slid it back across the counter under the glass. After the tickets had finished printing, he slid those over as well. “Enjoy your movie,” he said with a smile.

“Thanks,” the older tigress said, turning around. “Looks like we’ve got a forty-five minute wait. Anywhere in particular you’d like to go shopping first?”

“There’s a clothing store just around the corner from the Apple store over there that mom took me to a few months ago. They’ve got lots of stuff for kids our age,” Elizabeth said. “It’s mostly girls stuff, but I think there’s some boy’s stuff too.” 

“Oh good. Alex, we need to get you a few more capris, a few summer shirts and a new jacket for when it gets cooler this winter. Your old one is getting a bit too small,” Raenne said, thinking about how cold it probably got in Colorado in the winter.

Alex’s muzzle twisted slightly and shi sighed. “Okay.”

The three of them walked across the street towards the center of Bridgeport where a children’s play structure and a small water fountain stood. Elizabeth looked around, trying to see where the store she’d seen was.

Three small tents had been set up in the middle of the central plaza. One of the tents had a sign that said ‘Quadruped Awareness’. A very large non-morphic wolf was sitting on its haunches near a low table under the tent. Surprisingly, the wolf was wearing a custom-tailored set of clothes designed for quadrupeds. Elizabeth had never seen a quadruped before; people born without anthropomorphic bodies were extremely rare. It was probably pretty difficult, not having hands.

Across from the tents, a pair of children about their age were playing on the play structure. Up on the top was a crow with iridescent black feathers wearing a sleeveless lavender summer dress. In the summer sunlight, her feathers shimmered in brilliant blues and greens. Underneath the play structure a shirtless white-furred fox boy wearing black shorts was darting about, trying to hide from the bird atop the play structure. As the fox came to a halt, hiding underneath a platform, Elizabeth noticed that the boy was wearing a collar of some kind and his fur had some strange blue patterns dyed into it, especially on his tail.

After a moment, Elizabeth spotted the store she was looking for and pointed it out. It was just past the play structure on their left, across from the M.A.C. cosmetics store. The three of them walked into the store, looking around.

As the two tigers and the little stoat walked into the clothing store, Raenne noticed that there were another pair of tigers standing near the cash registers, a male white-furred tiger wearing a security outfit talking to an orange-furred tigress wearing a dress. A second later the tiger kissed the tigress and turned and walked through a doorway labelled ‘Employees Only’. It was only just as he’d walked out of view that Raenne realized that the white tiger must have had a pair of prosthetic arms. She blinked, wondering what the odds were of finding another pair of tigers like herself and her husband in the entire Portland Metropolitan Area. There couldn’t be more than a few hundred tigers in Oregon, at most.

“Oh, look at that,” Elizabeth said, pointing out a black, long-sleeved cropped jacket hanging on a rack. “That would look good on you,” she added, glancing at her friend.

Alex walked over to it and felt the smooth black fabric. “Mom?”

Raenne reached out and grabbed the price tag. “Not bad. Cotton/Polyester blend... See if it fits,” she said, taking it off the hanger and holding it out.

The younger tigress stuck hir arms through the sleeves and shrugged it on. The waist wasn’t cropped too high, and the sleeves were hung about a half-inch past hir wrist. “It’s a bit loose around the shoulders and the sleeves are a tiny bit long, but other than that it’s perfect,” Alex said.

“Well, considering you probably won’t be wearing it for at least three more months and you’re growing, it should fit you fine by the time you’ll need it. Do you like it?” Raenne asked.

Alex swing hir arms around, checking to make sure shi could move freely in it. “Yeah, I do.”

“It looks great on you!” Elizabeth said. “Bring it with you when you come over next time. I’m pretty sure mother would love to see it.”

“I’m sure she would,” Raenne said, helping her daughter out of the jacket. “Go find some capris and shirts you like, Alex. I’m going to go poke around over in the shoes section.”

“Okay, mom,” Alex said, turning to follow hir best friend as the little stoat walked over to the girl’s clothing section.

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Half an hour later, Alex carefully lifted hir leg and stepped over the edge of the escalator and stepped back onto the first floor, looking around at all the books. Barnes & Noble wasn’t exactly hir favorite store, but hir dad loved it. Shi hadn’t really liked books that much until shi’d read ‘Mrs. Frisby and the rats of NIMH’ for a book report earlier that year. 

A german shepherd wearing a black hoodie and green camo cargo pants walked by them, adjusting the wire-framed glasses on her nose, a pair of books tucked under her arm. Alex frowned, peering around until shi spotted hir mom, standing near the new releases. “Here, mom”, shi said, walking up and holding out a book. ‘Redwall’ had looked interesting and reminded hir of the Rats of NIMH. If shi had to read a book for the summer, shi figured that would do well enough. 

“You know there’s a bunch of other books to this series, right?” hir mom said as she took the book. 

Alex shrugged. 

“Well, if you like it, then we can get the rest of them for you,” the older tigress said, shrugging as well. The three of them walked over to the cashier’s stand, waiting in line for a minute or so. The person in front of them, a raccoon in a pair of slacks and a dress shirt was loaded down with a dozen books and had one of them open already, reading it while he waited in line. Alex wondered if his arms got tired, carrying so many books.

As they waited, Elizabeth saw the iridescent-feathered crow and the arctic fox from outside walk into the bookstore, heading past the new releases and going up the elevator to the young adult section. This time she got a better look at the blue patterns dyed into his white fur. There were blue tiger-like stripes on his tail and his forehead had a diamond pattern in the middle of a thin blue line that ran from between his ears to the bridge of his nose, and similar patterns on his arms.

“Did you find everything you were looking for?” the middle-aged magpie at the desk asked as they stepped up.

“Yes, thank you,” Raenne said, setting a small stack of books on the counter. 

“Are you a Barnes & Noble mem… oh, I see you are,” the bird said as the tigress swiped her membership card through the reader. He quickly scanned the books, holding them carefully between the two clawed digits at the end of his wings. “The total comes to $46.96.”

Raenne swiped her credit card as the bird carefully shook out a bag and carefully set them inside. After the receipt finished printing, the bird put that in the bag as well and handed it over. “Thank you and have a good day,” the cashier said.

“You too,” the tigress said, taking the bag and walking out after making sure her young charges were following. “Looks like we’ve got about ten minutes before the movie starts. Let’s head on over,” she said, leading them out the bookstore and back through the central plaza.

Standing on the opposite side of the street from the theater complex was a young teenaged canine with beige fur and dark brown stripes wearing shorts and a tank top. She was holding a large white poster board, larger than she was, that had been spray-pained with the phrase “We are real! #ThylacinesMatter”.

“What’s a thylacine?” Alex asked as they approached the theater, pointing at the girl holding the sign.

Raenne shrugged. “Beats me. I’ll look it up when we get home,” the older tigress said.

When they arrived at the movie theater complex, the line in front was at least fifty people long. One of the people near the end of the line, a short and busty lioness with long lavender and blue hair stood out. The olive and forest green dress she was wearing was a perfect complement to her dyed hair and tan fur.

Seeing as they’d already purchased tickets, the three of them walked right on in and over towards the usher in front of the hallway that led towards the individual theaters. The tigress handed their tickets over to the iguana, who glanced at the tickets and tore them in half, handing the stubs back.

“You’ll be in theater 3 on the left hand side,” he said, turning and pointing. “Enjoy the show.”

“Thanks,” the three of them said as they walked down the hallway.

The theater was already half full, mostly near the front half. The older tigress followed the two cubs as they walked up the aisle and then down a row of seats that Alex picked out for them. 

Alex sighed as they sat down, grateful to be off hir legs; while hir broken leg didn’t hurt at all, the other was getting sore from putting most of hir weight on it for the past hour. The young tigress settled into the seat between hir mom and girlfriend, watching the previews as they waited for the movie to start.