Work and Pleasure
Over the next couple of weeks, Claire Woods and Monica Mason had really bonded, although the two of them kept their relationship secret. due to Monica having a social status, she didn't want anyone knowing she was gay.
It was a usual day at the Burger Castle as Monica was sitting at her table with her friends and fellow scouts Sam and Lucy. Despite being rich Monica had a secret love for fast food, biting into her juicy burger as Sam glanced her eyes towards the counter where the beaver girl Claire was getting her food.
"Watch this" Sam gestured, watching the beaver carry her tray back to her table as the rhino stuck out her foot, tripping the beaver who splattered into her tray, condiments splashing into her hair as the trio chuckled.
"Hey Claire, I heard Mustard is good for the skin" Sam chuckled. All Monica could do was chuckle along, despite clenching her fist, seeing Claire bullied. they watched as she scrambled to get her food and head back to her 
booth.

"Come on, that was funny" Sam gestured to the group leader, while she didn't know the truth about Monica and Claire she knew that Monica hasn't been bullying her recently, so she stepped up her game to compensate.
After the Burger Castle fiasco, Claire and Monica met up in the alley behind the restaurant as the other two scouts left. Monica pulled a napkin from her pocket, wiping a splash of mustard off the beaver's cheek. the two girls made out, Claire, pinning Monica to the wall, sharing tongue and Monica, resting her hands on Claire's rump, the two girls kissed as Claire offered to take Monica back to her house, saying it would be better for their makeout sessions than the dirty alleyway. Monica nodded heading back to Claire's house.
Claire showed Monica her bedroom as she giggled at how girly it was, seeing the pastel colors and plushies as Claire pushed the mouse back on her bed, leaping on her as the makeout resumed. Monica squeaked in pleasure from being in Claire's arms. she had often fantasized about the beaver. her dreams were filled with thoughts of two doing very naughty things to each other. she craved her as she felt Claire, rubbing her hand along the mouse's thigh, her squeaking increasing as Monica undid the buttons on her shirts, exposing her flat chest as Claire gripped her nipples, playing with the young mouse as the two had done before.
Well, they often did a lot of foreplay that was as far as they've ever gotten, Monica saying she wasn't ready to give herself to Claire. two girls kissing as Claire backed away, a strain of spit connecting between the two as Claire looked at Monica, being with her felt different, the two genuinely loved each other, it wasn't just physical as Claire rubbed the mouse's cheek, looking at her.
"Monica, I love you, and I want you" Claire confessed, admitting she had never felt this way about anyone as Monica smiled before looking back, saying she had one condition before giving herself to Claire. She requested that Claire stop selling herself as it pained her to know that the beaver was screwing around for money and if they were gonna go all the way that needed to stop. Claire backed up, rubbing her arm. The BFC was there for her, it had become a refuge for her when she was alone. Claire explained that before she became an escort the beaver was very depressed, she was chubby and had braces, and a prime target of bullying. 
Monica couldn't stand being responsible for this, admitting if she wasn't so mean to her, Claire might have never walked down that path.
"I'm not saying I blame you, it's water under the bridge" Claire replied telling Monica she held nothing against her, still leaning over Monica, looking at her warm and caring eyes that said she loved her as brought her nose in nuzzling the mouse. Monica remained internally conflicted, part of her mad that Claire would do such a thing, and part of her forgiving her because of the love she had for her and part of her guilty for playing a role in causing it
"Once I started escorting it felt different, I felt desired, wanted...for those moments, and I because of it my confidence and outlook increased and I made friends, I don't know If I could walk away from that, or if they'd let me" Claire replied as Monica asked what she meant.
"I Can't say much, but there is a group of girls who escort themselves, I can't say how many or who they are, but I doubt they'd just 'let me leave' considering I know about their group" Claire explained as Monica looked at her saying that if they were gonna go all the way, she wanted to be Claire to be faithful to her.
"It's just the matter of if you're intimate with everyone, how would that be any different with me. How would that make me any different than just one of your clients" Monica asked as Caire nodded, looking at her saying that she actually loved Monica and it wasn't just a job with her.
"When I'm with you I just feel different and I feel we're not truly together," Claire said falling back on the bed. wondering if this was her punishment Claire, claiming that fate always found a way to smack her down. Now when she's finally happy, she'd have to throw away a part of herself and risk being exposed just to be with the girl she loved.
"Maybe I just don't deserve to be happy" Claire realized, looking up at the ceiling. Monica honestly felt bad and laid down beside Claire to hold her in her arms in order to be of comfort. She didn't really know how to reach any middle ground and started to tear up. Claire just let Monica cling to her. 
"I guess escorts just aren't meant to have personal relationships, I mean to me, sex is a job, a 'daily grind' for profit but to you, it's so much more. an act between two people who genuinely love each other I wish I could experience 'that' but I guess I can't" Claire realized looking at Monica. The two girls just laid their quiet, no words between them as they just held to each other, both feeling like their hearts were being crushed. Claire could only blame herself, it was her choices that let her down this path, it's true Monica and her friends may have pushed her, but she chose to walk down it. 
"Maybe we're just not meant to be," Claire added obviously upset as she said the words. Monica felt guilty that it had turned out this way, feeling that she could've done more but there was no sense in warping her own mentality and way of thinking in order to make someone else happy, that just was too much. 
"I'll remember the time we shared, we won't be enemies anymore at least... right?" Monica asked as Claire nodded at her
"I hope not, I enjoyed hanging out and I wish there was a way out for me" Claire admitted, sitting up, realizing there was nothing for her here. saying Monica should probably go, but honestly, she didn't want the mouse to leave the bed, hoping there was some way they could be together, praying to anyone who would listen, just to let them have this one thing.
Suddenly time froze around the Beaver and Monica was still as a statue as the smell of sulfur filled the air.
"Is that the sound of a girl wanting to make a deal" the goat Lilith smirked laying on the dresser, kicking her legs playful as she leaped down.
"What if I could make it so you never joined the BFC, all you have to do is sign a contract" Lilith flirted to the young beaver as Claire asked what she was on. Lilith explained that she could make it so Claire never joined the BFC, giving her another chance.
"Basically I alter everyone's minds, no one will ever remember you were a part of the BFC, but this will have consequences. for one, without the club to give you a sense of worth, you'll be more depressed, second, you won't be friends with the other girls and lastly..." Lilith lead on, glancing at the mouse
Monica here will revert to being a bully and won't remember the time you two shared together, as Claire pondered, surprised no one would remember anything. Lilith pulled a scroll out handing it and a quill to Claire, saying it could be hers for the price of her soul. Claire questioned, asking if she was gonna give it up for a 'chance' to end up with Monica.
"So If I sign this, you get my soul, it will be as if I never joined the BFC, I'll be much more depressed, my friends won't even know me and Monica will go back to bullying me?" Claire asked as Lilith nodded, saying her Sin would still be there but no one would remember the deeds she did, not even Claire herself.
The Beaver read over the contract, her paw fumbled as she had to make a choice that would change her life. 
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