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.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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Holly thought she was pregnant but she could not say, as yet, for sure. Of course, that was just her kinky mind at work on that point, as no one could possibly say that they were pregnant just a few days after doing the deed, as much of a warm memory as it was lingering in her mind.
Yes... Yes, that had been a lovely time indeed to share with her boyfriend's father and she would have been purring happily if she'd been of the feline persuasion. She was not, of course, being a lovely skunk instead, but that was beside the point as she resisted the urge to rub her stomach, skin trembling with anticipation of what was still left to come. It would take a whole nine months for her pregnancy to run through and there was absolutely no doubt in her mind as to who the little one would be fathered by. Always making Hiss use condoms with her did not leave much up to interpretation, to be fair.
"You seem like you've got something on your mind."
That was perceptive for him. Holly smiled, though even she did not feel like she had anything to hide, rather carrying a delicious secret around that warmed her through. There may have been a sliver of guilt, deep down, that she buried but it was not something that she was going to allow to the forefront of her mind. Especially not with the cougar who had fathered her cub sitting in the back seat of her car.
She felt his presence there even as she chatted lightly with Hiss, Ropes quiet. Holly knew just why he was there, of course, considering that there was supposedly nothing else to do that day. She knew that his wife would have found him something to do if he had said anything to her but instead he had merely professed boredom and hopped in the car with the two of them, heading into the town centre for a job interview that Hiss was attending at noon.
"It's going to be a long one, I hope," Hiss said with as much confidence as he could muster, though Holly knew her boyfriend well enough to know that there were nerves too at play. "I think there'll be a tour of the office to meet others if it goes well, but it's only going to be something to do in the interim to college, really. Mom says something like that will look good on my resume and I don't think they want too many hours off me either."
"It's been a hard year," Holly agreed, barely even thinking about what she was saying. "We need a break too. Things are only going to get busier from here."
Of course, she was not quite talking about the same things that Hiss was, sure already that she had a bun in the oven and longing for it too. It was not something that she would ever turn back the clocks on when it promised so much good for her, setting her life up the way that she had always imagined it to be. Sure, her studies would be more difficult but she wasn't thinking about that, basking in the glow of all that she had done with Ropes, the presence of the cougar tickling at the back of her neck.
She shivered. He was watching her.
Dropping Hiss off in front of his interview building and straightening the collar of his hardly worn, ironed shirt, she kissed him on the cheek. He did look like a young cougar off to work, his tentacles neatly hidden under his shirt and suit jacket too so that they would not attract unwanted attention. Sometimes others didn't know what to think about them and the demons still tended to keep that part of their life and bodies under wraps for the most part.
"Good luck, sweetie!"
She waved him off but when she got back in the car, Ropes having punched his son on the shoulder, winked and told him he'd do a great job, the cougar, of course, had already made his way into the front seat. He moved like a monster of the night, perfectly silently without even trying, and she jumped as he brushed her arm with the tip of a tentacle, slipping it out from under his T-shirt with deceptive casualness.
"Shall we get something to eat?"
His eyes glowed with a faint intensity, taking her breath away.
"Yeah... Sure."
Things changed without Hiss in the car, sitting a little closer, their shoulders tipped towards one another, Holly chuckling faintly as he tickled the back of her neck. No longer did she have to simply know that his eyes were on her -- she could see that for herself. He barely even took his gaze off her for a single moment and, truth be told, she rather liked the notion of not being wanted to leave his sight. She wanted to be there, letting her fingers tap-dance lightly across his thigh, teasing him even as they pulled into the multi-storey car park, the cool darkness of the concrete structure bringing a shivering chill to their fur.
"Mmm..."
Ropes leaned over, his lips on her neck, teasing and caressing. Holly was too easy to work up and he didn't think that the skunk was in any way inclined to make him wear a condom again, the thickness of his shaft rising in his trousers. They tented out the front of his jeans into a bulge that not even the seductive skunk could resist, her paw on it as she parked up, fingers trembling.
"You can't be that needy for me already..." She teased, though there was a catch in her voice that had not been there before. "Doesn't your wife put out?"
Oh, it was rude of her to say that but she cared less and less for the dragoness who had been, to be fair, very kind to her. There was something more there, she was sure, and Ropes being as he was could not be held accountable for looking elsewhere. She was sure about that too, enough so that it was easier and easier for her to quash any doubts that flitted to the surface, drowning and shoving them right back where they belonged.
He walked close to her, deliberately so, their hips touching from time to time. In the shopping centre, they could be a little more risqué but they still had to remember that there were other furs there that could recognise them too, even if it was unlikely. It was that risk, however, that kept things light and lively, interesting for them. Ropes' tentacles were well tucked away but that only left his paws free to roam as they chose a taco place to eat at, seated as close as lovers. Maybe passers-by could mistake them for a father and daughter couple (it was not unheard of, considering that she could have taken more after her mother than Ropes), though the closeness between them was not so pure.
"Mm... You didn't come out today because you wanted to support Hiss..."
