Kirzen and AnimaSkunkette ride out a storm...

You think of Kirzen, and the world around you changes!

Living Room

The living room is rather large, its far side dominated by the large bay windows that give a wonderful vista out into the arboretum, separated from the room only by the dual paned glass, a large sliding glass door leading out onto the cobbled path that leads out into the heart of those thick trees. The next thing to catch your wandering gaze is a huge fireplace in the middle of the room, a few feet deep, and nearly five long, its settled in the middle of the room as part of the large, ovular coffee table. A ring of plexiglass, about an inch thick and a foot and a half wide juts out from its marbled base for furs to set their cups or their feet on when reclining around the room. It's set rather low as well, so that furs lying on the soft carpet can enjoy its flickering light and warmth as well.

It's bordered on two sides by a rather long, L-shaped chaise, at least seven feet in each direction from its 90-degree bend in the middle. Upholstered in a thoroughly overstuffed leather and dyed to a soft hunter green color, quite pleasing to the eye and morso to your paws as you run them over its soft cushions. Just off its one side is a rather large pile of mixed plushies and pillows, all jumbled together in a large pile that easily comes up to your waist. Should you choose to look more closely at it, you might even note that some of those plushies have been created anatomically correct, but you'd have to root deeper into the pile to find more than one and check. The walls of the room are decorated in a marbled looking wallpaper, a softly veined and gnarled looking green than comes from about hip height down right to the dark mahogany floorboards, and up to a strip at about the level of your waist, of a dark, gold leaf deco.

The rest of the wall, up to the twelve foot, gabled ceiling is patterned in a lightly speckled grey, that lightens as it reaches the circular apex of the roof where the chimney of the fireplace goes up, proving a large, natural skylight. Hallways lead off in both directions, to the East down a rather short hallway with large double doors on each side and a set of stairs at its end, and to the West down a hallway while bends to the north, lined with a few smaller doorways, perhaps bedrooms and the washroom.

[ Obvious Exits: East Hallway, Arboretum, West Hallway, Foyer ]

Contents:

Kirzen

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Name Sex Species ('whospe #help' for help)

Anima female Cattaur

Kirzen Female Unicorn

Anima pads in, wearing a shape you've not yet seen, purrrrrring a fond greeting. "Evening, sweet Uni."

Kirzen whispers, "Kirzen grins, should she recognise you?" to you.

Before you stands the remarkable frame of a unicorn, her snowy white fur standing out rather brightly regardless of being in bright light or dim light, almost as if it has its own strange luminescence to it. It's combed down very meticulously, but looks rather thick and plush, unlike the very thin coat you would find on most equines. Other than her fur one of the most stunning of her features is the bright, midnight blue of her eyes, easy to get lost in, they frame the curves of her rather long muzzle and the dark curve of her nose and lips. Perched just above her eyes, and often across them are a few wisps of her silky white headfur, that curl past the impressive curve of her spiraled horn, just under a foot long and about an inch and a half at its base, it tapers to a dull point at nearly a foot long.

She stands relatively short for most equines, at a little over six feet, not counting the spiraled length of her horn, or her long ears that tend to flick lightly at the softest sound, or turn lightly into sounds she enjoys, like soft laughter or warm rains. She has a build that's quite indicative of her breed, with wide shoulders and hips that appear strong, but not overtly muscular, and a rather trim, taut stomach. Your gaze flicking down her frame takes in the soft tufting of her soft coat along the curve of her chest, the fur thickening and curling just a little along the hollow of her throat as it smoothes down a little more between the soft curves of her breasts and down towards the trim expanse of her stomach, akin to the warm tresses of her hair, as they blend with the slightly duller white of her mane as it runs down the back of her neck met by the soft white of her hair at her shoulder coming down almost to the small of her back, a little brighter white than the rest of her warm coat.

Currently wearing nothing, you gaze draws uninhibited over the smooth curves of her shoulders and chest wandering across the lush curves of her breasts, quite large and well over a pawful each for most furs, they seem to fit her build very well, capped with warm, dark nipples that jut out softly from her bright coat. Following the curve of her belly you catch a light glimpse of something sparkling along her crotch, should your gaze wander there, a light loop of silver or white gold settled into the thicker fur that covers over the warm curve of her mound, not quite concealing the warm, lush lips of her dark sex. As she turns a little your gaze catches the powerful set of her hips, and firm, large curves of her rump, her bright, long tail flashing along the backs of her thighs, the barest glimpse past it revealing the dark warmth of her tailhole in under its base and a better view of those soft ebon folds of her sex, lightly moist at their edges.

Carrying:

Leather Collar

Crystal Heart Necklace(#92723LC)

( *chirps, was just showing this form to a friend *shifts* unless oyu really want her to stay in this form?* )

You whisper, "Anima chuckles, "You can, or you can be offended some stranger called you sweet. ;k)" to Kirzen.

Kirzen whispers, "Shall I stay in vixen form?" to you.

Kirzen whispers, "Kirzen answers herself, she'll stay in vixen form, since you'll know her then *grin*" to you.

You whisper, "Anima nuzzles, smiling, "Wear whatever you're most comfortable in, sweetie."" to

Kirzen.

Kirzen's ears perk up as she hears soft, feline paws on the carpet, eyes opening slowly as she gazes over from her chair and the soft sheets she's curled up in, head inclining curiously. "Hello Miss?" she murmurs curling her covers a bit more snugly around her, managing to keep from blushing

<Kirzen just looked at you>

Anima looks up at you, then quickly back down at her paws, her fluffy cheeks tinged red. As you take in the shy skunkette standing before you, a few things immediately jump out as unique. Her tail for one thing, a massive flowing arch of silky fur quite nearly the size of its owner, just begs to be cuddled! Also, Anima's a lil chubby. Not *fat* really, she just has some extra padding. Her belly, black with a broad white stripe running down it from her chin, is gently rounded out beneath the simple white silk robe she wears. Her hips and (you guess) her thighs are also soft and thick. Perhaps this is the source of her shyness? She's a lil plush?

The lovely skunk raises her gaze again a few moments later, and this time you note the color: Jade green. Aside from patches of white on her cheeks and the start of that stripe running from her chin down, her face is all black. Fluffy, feather-soft looking fur ruffles very gently in the air currents of the room. Curling her massive tail around in front of her, she kneads it self-consciously, offering you a shy smile.

Carrying:

towel(#50917)

Collar(#67682)

Anima smiles gently, padding right up to the side of your chair. As she walks, her form blurs, darkening, then stretching...into the form of Anima, that *gorgeous* panther you met recently. ;KD But it continues to shift, shrinking again, wobbling into an upright bicolored shape... "I thought I'd drop by, see how you were, given the storm outside and all." The skunkette clasps her hands together beneath her rounded tummy, blushing gently while she stands there.

Kirzen blinks deeply as she watches you shift slowly into that panther form, then into a skunky, smiling brightly up at you with a soft little mrrr. "Anima!" she chirps happily and smiles, still looking at you a touch strangely as she digests all that form shifting and then softly smile, prrring "Its nice to see you." She nods very slowly and smiles "It is pretty stormy outside yeah... I thought it would be a nice night for a fire and to curl up in my favorite chair." She looks you over slowly, tails flickering at your soft blush

Anima nods mutely, glancing over at the fire, then down at her toes. She can't help but grin when she notes she can't really see her toes...oh well. What's wrong with Anima tonight? The pantherAnima wasn't like this...is it possible the shapeshifter's personality changes a bit with each shape? Because this skunk seems almost painfully shy! Her eyes drift to your tails, her own responding to their movement by swaying softly behind her. "Ummm, mmhmmm!"

Kirzen grins softly, she doesn't seem to mind you being plump at all, especially since you're not really overweight or anything, just a little 'cushy' looking in places. She grins lightly up at you and watches you shyly look around with a curious little prrr, watching your swaying tail with a smile and flickering her own lightly. She reaches a paw out, and smoothes it along your belly and down along your side, offering you a spot in her chair, easily large enough for two small furs, it won't be cramped with you in it... though you'll be really close to her

Anima's cheeks, at least where the fur is white, turn a darker shade of rose as she gingerly slides into the chair beside you. It looked for a moment like she was going to bolt while you looked her over, but that stroke decided her... Laying her head on your shoulder, she murrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs in her furry throat, eyes sliding half shut. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." Smiling, she wriggles to get comfier, softness molding gently against you where we touch. Her "Thanks," comes out in a whisper.

Kirzen smiles a little as you lean to slip into that chair and curl up beside her, tucking the covers up just a little and smiling, leaving her paw along your side and stroking at your warm belly all the while until you finally get settled, when she uses it to tuck the covers over you as well. She blushes a little at that warm sound of delight from you as you rest your head on her shoulder, tails arching and curling up across your lap. She prrrs lightly as you snuggle in a little bit and wriggle lightly, enjoying the warm softness of your side against her own and encouraging you to turn and curl into her, or even into her lap, if you wish. Smiling at your very soft whisper, and murmurring "You're welcome love" into your cheek and shoulder, as she curls up against you

Anima's deep-set murrrrrrrr shifts as she turns towards you, using arms and legs to gently cuddle up against you...slipping into the welcoming curl of your body. Raising a tentative handpaw, she smoothes the tails spread seemingly everywhere in our little cuddlenest, before gazing up at you again. "T,the truth is, um, storms scare me." She nuzzles under your chin, cool nose rubbing against your throat, "And I couldn't think of anyone I'd rather ride it out with, than you, lover..."

Kirzen blushes a little as you shift slowly and turn towards her to slip your arms and legs around her, smiling warmly at the press of your soft inner thighs along her bare belly and lower back as you curl against her body, slipping her tails slowly around your waist and curling them about your torso as you slowly comb them down a little. She blinks softly at your soft admission to her, mrrring sweetly at your soft nosing and whispering "Really?" into your ear, her ears perked at the sound of the rain drumming hard on the glass sunroofs above. "I can't think of anyone I'd rather curl up with to ride it out with either." her paws slowly curling around your body to keep you close

Anima releases some pent-up anxiety, and relaxes completely, suddenly so soft and malleable in your arms... Reaching up to her shoulders, she slips her robe off, letting it slither off the chair onto the floor. She doesn't need it, we have covers...and each other, to keep us warm. Kissing your throat so softly you wonder if you just imagined it, she starts a chain of kisses, traveling up your cheek and across your forehead...while her handpaws slip down your sides to rest on your hips, applying a warm grip there to further impress her presence on you. "Kirzen...you're so beautiful..." She murmurs in your own ear, running her nose along its soft rim.

Kirzen smiles very softly as your paws slip up and work to remove your robe, that soft material ending up curled up softly along your soft under the covers, melding easily into the soft pillows and warm sheets that she has over and around us. She sighs out very softly, and smiling as she leans into your soft little kisses, a warm mrrrr drifts off of her lips as you cuddle in against her and slip your paws slowly down along the sides of her hips to grip softly there. Blushing warmly at your tender compliment and whispering "You're beautiful to love" into the soft fur of your cheek and the underside of your muzzle as her paws slowly arch and draw you up lightly into her lap, leaving your legs and arms still curled around her. She nuzzles into your shoulder softly... before you hear a loud -CRACK- and the sonerous boom of thunder that makes the air shake a little around you and her, evidently a strong, and very close lightning strike

Anima doesn't jerk, thank goodness, that would've smacked her head into yours! But her soft, plush limbs tighten around your warm litheness, the skunkette gasping against your cheek! Whatever lighting there was in the room is now off, a power surge perhaps flipped the breakers, and all the light in the room is from the fire and the snake-tongues of lightning joining earth and sky outside. The white glow from the bolt reflects in the pools of her wide-open eyes, as the shivering skunk hides herself against you, burrowing her face into your lush chest.

Kirzen gasps deeply at that harsh noice and the shake of the room, partly because of the sudden tightness of your arms and legs around her body, pushing you tightly right against her. Blinking very softly as they light flicker out, she finds herself glad to have the fireplace, though its set rather low and the electronic controls won't work to turn it up. She looks donw into your eyes, her expression softening very gently before yuo push your muzzle tightly into the softness of her scnet and hide against her, feeling you cling and tremble just a touch as another soft roll of thunder peals out, farther away and much softer though, thankfully the one strike seems to be the only one for the moment to have landed near the house. She whispers "Its alright love" very softly and affectionately into your ear as her paws pet your neck and shoulders gently, tails curled lightly about you

Anima's muscles lose their tense posture, and slowly, she relaxes again agaisnt you. "That's what I don't like...when it's that close..." She looks up into your eyes once more, her own wide. "My sister was struck by lightning once. Might have something to do with it..." She murrrrrrrrrrs gently, dismissing her fears, feeling infinitely safe and warm in your arms. Tail curling around to tuck itself between your side and the chair, she nestles more naturally against you, not quite so clingy...but more affectionate still, if anything. You feel her pluck your hand from her shoulder, and tow it to her lips, kissing featherly along each of your fingers...then licking your palm slowly...

Kirzen smiles gently and nuzzles at your cheek very softly as you look into her eyes "I've never really been scared because of stuff like that, but I guess that's probably because I'm kitsune..." she chiffs softly "That must have been 'horrible', what happened to her?" she asks very gently of you. Letting her question slip though, she smiles warmly at that soft little murrr from you as your tail curls around her side and nestles in against her as you cuddle into her arms. She blushes just a little as you softly draw one paw from your should to slowly kiss at her fingers, then to lightly lick along her palm, blushing even more deeply, hidden by the light until another of those fierce, close bolts lights her features with another strong noise

You whisper, "Anima sighs in bliss, "Godsss...sweetling, you make me wish so badly we could really feel this..." to Kirzen.

Anima only twitches in reaction this time; something more important must be occupying her attention, hmm? "She was fine, just shaken up. She wasn't struck right on...just caught in the area-effect or something...it probably felt like what you'd feel sticking your tongue in a..light socket, but all over." She murmurs quietly, in between kissing your fingerpads, nibbling your knuckles, and licking your warm palms in fascinating patterns.

Kirzen whispers, "Kirzen smiles happily and noddles "That would be so nice *prrr* there was even a storm here last night and really close lightning *grin*" to you.

You whisper, "Anima thinks it's s'posed to rain tonight, sometime...keeps expecting to hear the rain start pattering down. *that* part's soothing. *Murrrrrrrrrr*" to Kirzen.

Kirzen smiles warmly as you seem calmed enough by her presence for that lightning not to matter, prrring very softly and slowly nodding at your explanation "Well, I'm glad she wasn't hurt, lightning can really do a lot of damage." She blushes a little more at your soft kissing berween her fingers and light nibbles, cheeks taking on a warm shade of red at the wonderful attentions lavished on her paw

Kirzen whispers, "Kirzen noddles emphatically "I love storms, even the thunder and lightning. Having someone scared of it around here would be really sweet *le-prrr*" to you.

Anima murrrrrrrs, the gentle, alluring sound vibrating your furred flesh gently whenever it touches her lips. You abruptly feel a wet warmth envelop one of your fingers, as she slips one digit into her mouth to suckle on it tenderly. Her free paw slides between us to roam across your warm tummy and ribs, the skunk's murrrrrrrr deepening with every inch of you she explores by touch.

You whisper, "Anima smiles, her human stayed in Africa for a few months once, experienced a rain or three. The storms there were *nothing* like in the states. Intense would only begin to describe them. But then...it sounds a lot noisier when you have a tin roof. |)" to Kirzen.

Kirzen arches her fingers just a little bit as you continue to work very gently on her paw, her breath catching very softly as your muzzle envelops one of her fingers. Blushing very deeply at the warm softenss and slick warmth around that gentle digit as it arches a little as you suckle fondly. Her eyes closing very gently as your free paw slips down to run lightly over the slim curve of her belly and ribs, sighing out relaxedly, evidently enjoying the attenion quite a bit. Her eyes close slowly, not that she could see much as she curls up against you a little bit closer.

Kirzen whispers, "Kirzen ooohs softly and enviously "That must have been nice, its was almost 'monsoon-like' here this morning. The rain alone was loud enough to wake me up because it was 'roaring' and I'm a heavy sleeper too" to you.

Anima's head dips down towards your neck again, the skunkette snuffling gently, absorbing the scent of your fur while she plays with your finger in her maw. The soft warm tongue-carpet thrusts suggestively along the length of your finger, Anima flushing even as she does it. Mmmmm, was she this warm when we first cuddled up? Her gentle heat soaks into you...sinking into every pore and muscle.

You whisper, "Anima nods, "It was like that, yes. No one could even imagine sleeping, when it was raining. And such a blessed cool spell during and after! Well, for a couple hours after anyway. It never got very cool there... But that wasn't even the rainy season. Then, it rained nearly every day, harder than ever. The river rises and spreads out thirty, forty feet on each bank. o,O" to Kirzen.

Kirzen mrrrms very softly as your head dips down softly into the warm curve of her neck and snuffles softly along its gentle curve, drawing a deeper blush from her at the idea you might be able to pick up the scent of her slight arousal, even though its not nearly heavy enough for you to notice yet. Her tails shift very softly as your tongue whispers softly along the curves of her finger and strokes suggestively at it, her murrring deepling noticably as she curls against you a bit more closely. Drawing a deep breath and blushing at that warmth, realizing how soft you feel, how close you are and the feeling of your plush curves against her own naked body, her hips shift a little in her seat...

smell kirzen

Kirzen has a very soft, warm scent, slightly alluring to your nose like a cool srping rain mingled with the light scents of jasmine and lavender. Her own soft scent lends a slightly drawing edge to the warmth of her fur, the scent of a vixen in her prime lurring your paws.

Kirzen whispers, "Kirzen noddles happily "I just wish I were somewhere like that, I -love- storms, even though I'd have that kind of sweltering heat and such."" to you.

Anima stifles a gasp, a thrill of sensation, as your bellyfur brushes her sex with that move of your hips... Her own legs wrapped around your waist, it leaves her secrets all exposed to your body, to your nose, to your eyes, if you lean back a little and lower your gaze. She half-hopes you *will* look, and half-fears it, not sure enough of herself to know how you'll react to the gentle swelling of the petals on her sexblossom. To try and cover up, she removes your finger slowly, then tilts her head up to press her pliable lips to your own, a murrrrrrrrrr on their moist warmth.

Kirzen swallows very softly, able to feel how warm the insides of your thighs feel along the curves of her sides and how your soft rump feels settled atop her own thighs as she shifts in place. Taking a soft breath as you remove her finger, starting to gaze down a little, though her gaze never gets farther down than the bottom of your neck, not having planned leaning back enough to look down to your crotch, she finds herself caught in your soft kiss. Eyes closing as a pleasured mrrrrr drags over her lips into the softness of your own, arching her muzzle softly into your own

You whisper, "Anima nods, nosing you, "Don't go where I did tho, it's civil war there right now. o,O No, I had nothing to do with that. ;)" to Kirzen.

Kirzen whispers, "Kirzen laughs softly and smiles "Well, if I go anywhere it might be Peru, a friend down there has parents that own a hotel, so I could go down there in the off season and get free room and board *mrrr*" to you.

You whisper, "Anima ooohs, sounds nice...." to Kirzen.

Kirzen whispers, "Kirzen noddles emphatically "Definately"" to you.

Anima mmmmmmms quietly into your mouth, the sound unmistakable for what it is, pure sensual pleasure in sharing our mouths... Her hands slide up your back, tracing the muscles beneath your fur and skin, squeezing her breasts against yours with the firmness of our embrace... Her tongue glides into your mouth, caressing your own like familiar loves spooning together...

Kirzen shifts lightly in place as she mrrrs deeply into your own muzzle, whispering her tongue very slowly along your own as you pull her more tightly against you, paws slipping down, stroking slowly through the soft fur of your tail where its curled up along her knees before it slips over your side to rest along her own. Taking in a soft little breath as your tongue works against hers, caressing at its silken curve with the same suggestive motion you were using on her finger as she curls up into your embrace. Shifting a little more deeply, trying to keep her thighs from rubbing together against the balmy, light moisture she can feel starting to develop along her own soft folds, ending up parting her thighs slightly under your rump, only a little though

Anima's own moisture is quicker to form, her scent, her musk, even more so. It's not skunky, the smell, but intensely feminine and unmistakable. She gently disengages from your mouth, our lips clinging a long second before parting again silently. "I, I want you Kirzen...I mean, I have you...right here, but, oh MurrRRRRrrrrrrrr... I want to share pleasure with you...if you'll let me..." She presses her cheek to yours, shivering very slightly as she holds you like this, moist heat radiating from the junction of her thighs.

Kirzen takes a very soft breath as your muzzle slowly breaks from her own, drinking in that warm scent and shifting a little more under you, feeling the heated moisture of her own loins growing very quickly more pronounced at your heavy scent around her. Her cheeks flaring up very brightly at your soft comments... "I..." she manages and closes her muzzle before she leans it up to rub cheeks deeply with you, then arch a little more and lean ehr muzzle back to meet your lips again with a soft, needful kiss as she feels the heavy heat of your loins against her belly... a soft little moan on her lips, snuffed into a muffled acceptance against your lips

Anima laps at your muzzle softly, sliding one leg, then then the other from your waist and scooting off your lap... She slips down to the floor, and placing her hands on your knees, tries to make out what she can of your fleshly treasure in the flickering firelight. She sees your folds glisten moistly, and moans tremulously to see you already aroused... Sliding a hand forward, she eases a finger into those folds, sinking it right in to the last knuckle.

Kirzen mrrrs very softly into your muzzle at your soft little lapping along its curve before you slowly untwine yourself from around her and slip off of her lap to the floor, cheeks reddening deeply as she watches you gaze up at her loins as your paws settles on her knees. Her thighs parting very reluctantly and shifting a little as you moan sofly at the glistening you can see along her soft folds, chirping softly at the slide of your paw up between her thighs, breath lost in a low, soulful moan as that finger eases right to the base inside of her, her soft depths gripping down on it wonderfully, sinfully tight, hot, and damp around that careful digit

Anima's body spasms uncontrollably, the sensation of being inside you so incredible...everything she'd ever hoped for...this is better. Gently withdrawing the finger, she slips it between her lips and suckles it clean, before returning to dip it again. Leaning up between your legs, breasts resting on the chair's seat, she fastens her plump lips around your clit and tongues it hungrily...another finger joining the one already inside you. Dollops of her warm honey roll down her soft thighs...drip down her legs, soaking and matting her fur...

Kirzen's hips shiver softly as your body arches and spasms between her slim knees and her footpaws, at they reach out and slip along your warm, plush belly in a tender little caress as you withdraw your finger. Blushing very deeply and finding herself glad to be in the dark, as she watches the light flicker off the wet on your finger before you slowly suckle it clean of her musky, wonderfully heated juices. She closes her thighs just a bit as your lean up close to her, so that they brush the outer curves of your soft breasts as your muzzle leans against her... unable to keep them closed to any degree as you suddenly fasten your lips around her clit and tongue over it, a heavy moan rolling out of her muzzle as she curls into you a little, and lets out a soft sound of ecstacy as your fingers push home into her clinging depths, hot flesh clenching lightly around them and a few beads of her slick nectar rolling down the back of your paw

Anima suckles slowly, gently on your sensitive clitoris, while she slips sopping fingers in and out of your glorious canal... Your slippery insides are heaven, and she just can't get enough, stroking the fingertips along your depths. Her hungry murrrrrrr buzzes your sweet flesh, and the unoccupied skunkpaw rests on your thigh, squeezing it in rhythm with her suckling. Your scent...incredible...your flavor, indescribably yummy! She could do this forever...live on your fluids, feasting on your sex day and night...

Kirzen's head lolls back a little, helpless under the fiery delight coursing through her loins at the soft pulses of your lips around the stiff, sensitive nub of her clit. Panting out very gently and arching in place just a bit as your fingers start to pump very slowly into and our of her slick deoms, that soft flesh pulling a little at them, hingrilly clenching as they bury into her each time. Hips shivering a little at that mrrring drifting through her abdomen, the squeezing on her thighs only serving to coax her thighs a little wider, scooting her loins closer to you fromt he back to the chair as she ends up leaning back in it a bit. That scent all around you, drifting thickly up to your nose as your fingers work within her

Anima suckles hard all of a sudden! As she works in a third finger alongside the first two...stretching your soft flesh gently, opening your warm passage up... When she feels you've adjusted enough, the fourth finger follows! The skunk nibbles your clit now, her teeth very carefully grazing the pearl of your sex.

Kirzen's muzzle opens widely at the sudden hard suckling over her clit, a breatless mewling of ecstacy pouring from her parted lips as that third finger finds a home deep inside her body. Moaning and arching in place a little as she shifts in her chair, her heated loins aleady 'very' tight around the three, they're nearly uncomortable for her when that fourth finger pushes into her body. Hips stirring and shaking heavily, breath coming in a series of heavy moans as you nibble down over her clit, shifting a little in place and rolling her hips a little to ease the slight burning from the stretching your fingers are giving her and the shocks of pleasure each time you nibble down over her clit

Anima snuggles her face against your sex, as close as she can get, filling her lungs with the scent of sex and dampening her muzzle in the outflow of your nectar. The four fingers inside you slide in and out, the skunkie turning her hand palm up, then stroking the fingertips along the front wall of your cunnie with each thrust...finding your g-spot...teasing it with slow circles and gentle squeezings between two soaked fingers. She suddenly interrupts the whole thing to switch; her mouth now fastens onto your sex, suckling you, kissing you vulva deeply, while her slick creamy fingers play mercilessly with your clit!

Kirzen shivers heavily as your paw slowly turns within her, hips lifting and thighs trembling, feeling herself drawing wonderfull close to her peak as those fingers teasinfly arch and work within her clinging depths, hot nectar seeping out lewdly to collect in your palm as they stroke and work over her g-spot while thrusting within her. Gasping out as your paw is removed, only to be replaced by that muzzle working against her heated folds, treated to a very warm meal of ehr slick juices as they drip over the sides of your muzzle and flow into ti with every soft suckling. Her tight sex stretched enough now that if you truly wished you're sure you could wedge a good inch or two of your muzzle into her body, if not its entire length, her clit meanwhile throbbing heavily against your teasing fingers, loins clenching heavily as she draws near her peak, eyes closed and back arched, lost in the pleasures rolling through her

Anima mmmmmms, noting that her nose indeed meets little resistance where its pressed into your folds, gently nuzzle *into* your sex... Your juice is like wine, she refuses to waste a single drop of it, trying to funnel every last trace of it into her soft stomach. Her mephit muzzle dilates your cunny, sliding smoothly halfway inside before your flesh feels as if it may be getting uncomfortably taut. Once thus inserted, her tongue *strains* forward, to stroke and tease you as deeply inside as she can possibly reach! Some day, she promises herself, she'll go a lot deeper than even this... Murrhaps introduce you to the joys of unbirthing, if you haven't already sampled them. Murrrrrrrrs shake loose more drops of your honey, which soak into her fur, and trickle down her cheeks and chin and throat

Kirzen's hips arch up as you nuzzle at her, eyes growing a little wide at the feeling of your muzzle pushing 'into' her body, of your lips parting and dragging her soft folds wider. Teetering right on the edge of her climax, she moans out heavily with every breath against the hot flesh of her loins and eavery arch of your fingers against her clit. You feel your tongue reach the hot flesh where her loins dip slightly towards where you know her cervix is, slmost teasing in a way consdering your thoughts about introducing her to that wonderful pleasure, that she's received, but never had, in the terms of having another fur within her. That tonguing over the sensitive flesh of her loins and feeling of your muzzle wedged within her does finally unhinge her climax, her thighs parting a touch more and your muzzle borne down tightly on, enough to push it closed slightly and catch it within her... you're nearly force-fed what feels like a pint of her heated juices, even though its truly only a few ounces or more. Her body arching as she squirms a little in her seat and cries out heavily into the soft leather along the side of her muzzle, more of her hot nectar soaking the outside of your muzzle as well, running along your cheeks and dribbling down your chest and belly

Anima gulps desperately, her muzzle massaged and squeeeezed by your warm internal muscles! She thumbs your clit faster and faster in little tiny circles, hoping to prolong your orgasm... When the flow of your exquisite honey seems to have ebbed, she withdraws her soaked muzzle, and licks your vulva shiningly clean...climbing back up into your arms afterwards, reeking your your scent and her own. She doesn't get quite as close this time, but spreads her legs wide so our thighs match up nearly, yours beneath hers. "Kirzen, I, I'm soooooo *close* just from drinking you, eating you; just do a little something! Please! Anything..." She whispers in a strained-sounding voice, eyes closed, while her soaked paws play over your breasts...

Kirzen's hips shiver with very little circle ground over her clit, as if you were trying to etch your name into that throbbing pleasure writhing so deeply within her body. She moans out as your muzzle finally leaves her body and works to lick her slick vulva clean, warm nectar dripping over them for the longest time until you're forced to make do with leaving them well cleaned but still wet with her heated fluids. As your muzzle gets near her own, she smiles softly and -kisses- you hotly, pushing her tongue deep in your muzzle to clean your own very slowly as she curls tightly against you, arching herself against your body with wonderful delight as she pets at your back, this time over the curve of your rump as her thighs fold over yours... and pull them tightly together, torturously... as she slowly arches as turns you in the chair as you plead with her.... shivering at every stroke over her soft chestfur and along her breasts at your wet paws tease her throbbing nipples. Having managed to get you turned around, you can feel how hot and balmy the chair is from her heady scent, sitting there will probably leave your lower half as marked with the scent of her body as your meal left your top half... she slips slowly towards the floor with a glint of needful desire in her eyes...

Anima watches you with such deep need in her eyes, lips parted, the pink tip of her tongue visible as she pants... Her soft soaked thighs drift apart, the plump pink mound of her sex drooling warmly as its revealed to you. Stroking her belly, cupping it from beneath, squeezing herself gently she fights to bite back the whines and begging bubbling up in her throat!

Kirzen's paws slip slowly around you, curling you close, guiding you right to the edge of the chair and leaning you back to where she was, leaving your tail pinned playfully under you, knowing having her own tail pinned up like that seems to draw her other thoughts towards more intimate things rather quickly, if you weren't worked up enough. THen her muzzle leans in, and licking heavily under the base of your tail, she works the slick honey from the soft flesh there, around those musky glands under the base of your tail and over your tailhole... then up along your mound in broad slow strokes of that skilled vulpine tongue. Looking up at you with a lurid moan of delight as you cup softly at your belly and stroke at it before squeezing yourself lightly. Nosing you... her muzzle is suddenly right between your hot vulva, working and nuzzling there as her tongue dives -deep- inside you in a fierce, long lick... achingly slow

Anima stiffens at the first lick, and could've cum right there, but tries to hold it in...pick her moment... When your muzzle slides inside her, the soft pussy very accomodating, even before any stretching, the skunk hugs herself and rocks forward, screaming her earthshaking climax for all the world to hear! Thick, hot, creamy femcum spurts, then surges into your mouth, force-fed to you exactly the way you did it to her, but a little more of it escapes to saturate your fur, as her cunny's a bit looser. It tastes...ohhhh, the taste...slippery on your tongue, you taste a faint hint of citrus, the rest tasting exactly like the musk you've been smelling all this time. She bucks, writhes on your muzzle, pumping your stomach full with her creamy dessert cum!

Kirzen mrrrls hotly as she arches her muzzle and licks firmly at you once again, panting heavily and prrring into your soft flesh before you hug yourself tightly and rock forward against her muzzle, her ears flashing back at that loud cry of ecstacy from you. Shivering headiuly and mrrfing hotly as your thick cream jets against her muzzle, chirping luridly and moaning, swallowing again and again and shifting in place, mind reeling as your hot cum surges past her lips, relishing that taste and sensation, moaning loudly into your crotch at the fulfilling heat of that musky flavor coursing into her. Cheeks reddening deeply as she licks fiercely at you to try and keep your comimax roaring onwards, to fill herself more fully with your hot cum, paws arching along her own belly as she's fed from your pulsing loins

You whisper, "Anima will have to leave it at that, maybe you can page #mail the last steps, as her connection's fizzling and she really does need to go... Thank you SO MUCH, though! This was....beyond words. I'll clean up the log and send it to you darling, Mmmmmm, thank you..." to Kirzen.

Anima senses your lust for her cream is as great, or greater than her's had been! She works a little shapeshifting magic... And with the fierce licking, you easily send her off the deep end once more! She virtually stands up, bearing down on your muzzle, cumming HARD *again!* A new tide of cream, so thick and rich, warm from whatever secret hoard it surged from when you tripped her jackpot, splurts into your mouth and down your throat, muscles clenched so tightly around your muzzle you *can't* withdraw! The cream fills your belly, then overfills it, stretching it with the hot cum!

(Coda via page #mail)

Kirzen mrrrls hotly as she continues to lick luridly at you, thinking to prolong your climax and savor that delightful taste as much as she can. Blinking suddenly as your hot folds bear down on her muzzle once more, much more tightly this time and she moans out very softly into your, trying to swallow the sudden wave of heavy cream, feeling it pouring down her throat

as she's trapped with her muzzle within you, helplessly being fed by your climax. Moaning very gently again, her heavily aroused loins dripping wet slickness on the carpet as she feels her belly swelling... writhing a little, the pulling and sawing of her muzzle keeping you going for a little while and leaving her heavily swollen with your hot cum, whimpering in arousal and ache as she leans against you, afraid to draw her muzzle from you for a while. When she finally does its with a wet sound of your cum and a light trickle that she can't even bare to lick up, that hot warm soaking the fur of her chest. Weak, terribly tired and wonderfully dazed, she doesn't even see your body slipping as you fall asleep, and she ends up pinned under you onto the soft carpet in a mound of your warm fur, her own, and the blankets that were on the chair. Her belly almost as wide around as your own, but quite a bit firmer because of its tight swelling, she shivers a little under you, managing to roll to her side... and sleeping there against your body wih a fierce blush of delighted embarrassment as she pets her belly... wondering when it will go down and looking to the hall... wondering if she has the strength to get to the washroom to deal with the strain its also putting on her marginally full bladder... She simply sleeps for now though, buried in soft skunkfur, body literally steeped in slick mephit femmecum... holding you with a sigh of intense and fulfilled delight...