This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
All characters in all of my stories are over eighteen and legal adults in all sexual situations.
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Holly scowled. It didn't make sense why she still have to participate in the end of year show, even though her exams were over. As an adult skunk, by age and most certainly as far as she was concerned, she didn't want to participate in things like that anymore but, having a more rural school in the grand scheme of the country and the size of the continent, it seemed like it was something that she couldn't get out of.
Still, it was good to show off the cow that she'd raised, going out to the farm, at the very least, giving her a break from her family. She was a couple of years old by that time, entered in one of the advanced stock showing classes for their level, despite the show having supposed to be all in good fun. It was a busy time and she patted the cow softly, running her fingers down her thick neck, the creature raised for meat but, well... Holly was not all that sure that she could bear to let her go after everything. Ropes had said that there was a family farm that she could go to and the skunk rather liked the idea of being able to see her more or less whenever she wanted to.
"There you go, girl..."
She held her hand flat, a cookie of compressed hay on it for the cow to pick up, her soft, bovine eyes seeming to look into Holly's soul. She'd been her project for the last couple of years but the skunk saw her as far more than that, someone even that had heard her cry on multiple occasions when she had not even been able to let others know.
That had been a bad time for her. But things had gotten better once she'd met Hiss, made new friends and connections with furs who were good for her, who lifted her up and showed her all that life could be. They had forced her to question her life, however, unsure whether she was taking a gap year or going straight into work or even angling for college, though it was probably too late to push for the latter unless something happened to fall in her lap. Holly shook her head, a smile tugging lightly at her lips. Anything where she could be close to Hiss, for the time being, would be a plus.
Sometimes, after all, one had to compromise.
"Hey, Holly!"
Hiss waved at her, her cougar boyfriend, although the two back-tentacles that he had inherited from his father, Ropes, were tucked away out of polite view for the time being. It went without saying that he had Fyr and Ropes close behind, the dragoness smiling gently, though it was quite as if she didn't know where to look as her head turned one way and then the other.
"Goodness me, it's been a long time since I was at one of these... I won first prize back then, you know. We really need to look more into getting the farm running once Hiss has moved out..."
"Hey!" The cougar affected a wounded expression, tail curling around his legs, although there was a twinkle in the young fur's eye. "I know I want to go to college but I don't know what I'm doing yet, alright?"
Yes, it must have been nice to have his mind all made up on that point, though Hiss didn't want to go too far from home. He'd worked that much out, at least, and would be staying home while attending college, most likely for the creature comforts that being home afforded him. Cats often liked things like that and it was not all that strange to see them lingering in the nest long after they had flown, though Holly was not at all sure that Fyr was in any kind of rush to see him go.
Holly's eyes, however, were not on either her boyfriend or his mother but rather his father, the tall cougar smirked as a tentacle slithered up over his shoulder, peering at her. It flirted and danced back and forth lightly, coyly, and she smiled back at it, remembering just how those tentacles of his felt between her legs. Maybe (well, yes, it was) it was wrong to fuck her boyfriend's father and not feel bad about it but Holly was still very much in the process of working out just what that exotic thrill in her heart was each time she kissed the older cougar, just why his cock sliding into her felt so damn good. It was a very close match for the cock that Hiss had for her too but, well, there was still something different there that fascinated her, the risk of it all coursing though whether they had the luxury of fucking in private or risking it all out in public.
The skunk shivered. It was all good for her.
Still, her eyes lingered and Ropes stepped forward, though he was not so bold as to take her paw out there.
"Will you be at the show all day?"
It would have taken a fool not to sense the sexual tension crackling between them, the presence of even Ropes there teasing through, sweating lightly. Holly licked her lips and, on checking that no one was watching, flipped him a look of her back end, her tail lifted, showing just how her jeans pulled tighter and tighter still.
"No, sadly not," she said with a frown. "The cheerleaders want to film one last thing to send off the year and they want me in even though I wasn't in the shows doing their half-time things."
No one expected a skunk like Holly to be into cheerleading but, to be fair, it was one of the most flexible activities she had been able to take on during her school years. Running and pounding dirt wasn't her thing and flinging herself around after balls had a weary tone to it, cheerleading allowing her to flex her muscle and build it, though the level of fitness expected for the sport had not been anticipated. Still, even though she didn't want to be the one out in centre stage at games and things, she appreciated the work that went on behind the scenes and supported the rest of the ladies there the best she could, a skilled cheerleader that could assist with training anyone new to the sport too.