This erotic story features anthropomorphic (furry) characters, intelligent humanoid beings with both animal and human characteristics.
"Thrusty's"
SHORT STORY
Gary and his wife Kat explored the sex shop, seeing what it had to offer. This place was a speciality retailer both of them had heard about online. It focused on breeding, reproduction, raw bareback lovemaking in all its glorious forms. An establishment keenly suited to their current desires.
Gary leaned over his wife and picked up a jet-black dildo, examining it. The toy was an elongated, alien shape. He read the packaging. "Orca. Hmm...so that's what they look like. Learn something new every day."
"They come in so many shapes and sizes," Kat remarked, the white-furred canine nuzzling her partner's neck.
"They do indeed," Gary replied, his ginger- and grey-furred arms snaking around her waist whilst he nipped at her floppy ears.
They wandered some more, turning a corner, attention directly solely at each other. Which made for a shock when they walked in on a couple of customers locked in the throes of passion, kissing and fingering. The girl had her panties 'round her ankles, her boyfriend's paw dexterously manipulating her sensitive folds.
"Well they're impatient!" Kat quipped.
The two lovers retreated back around the corner, encountering a cream-coloured bunny rabbit wearing a store-branded t-shirt and hot pants.
"Oh...hello! We didn't mean to nearly crash into you—"
"Hi there! Welcome to Thrusty's,
the one-stop shop for all your breeding needs,
" the attendant beamed as she rattled off the store slogan. "My name is Marsha," she said, grabbing her name tag to emphasize the point, "how might I help a pretty young couple such as yourselves today?"
Kat took an instant liking to her. "They really go all out with customer service, don't they?" she whispered to her husband. Smiling back at Marsha, she let Gary speak up: "my wife and I," he began, "that is to say...this lovely woman right next to me," he planted a kiss on her cheek, causing Kat to blush, her ears flushing red, "are looking for some...uh...
toys
...to spice up our love lives."
"Don't forget sweetie," Kat jumped into the conversation, pawing her husband's chest, "the thing..."
"Of course hun, I was getting there." Gary cleared his throat. "Well, Ms. Marsha, I have been married to Kat here for five wonderful years. And we both reckon it's about time we got a family started. So anything you can offer us to enhance our experience, we'd be very appreciative."
"Gary and I have been waiting for ages to finally get started!" she excitedly squealed, "we looked up all the info online, I've plotted my...ahem...
monthly
calendar, and we read up on what kinds of food to eat to make sure Madame Stork visits as soon as possible!"
"Well, well," Marsha clapped her paws together, "what a lovely couple you make. We here at Thrusty's are proud of our extensive range of products, so we'll definitely find something that tickles your fancy. Follow me."
She led them through each aisle, pointing out customer favourites along the way. Gary and Kat felt like a pair of rambunctious street urchins in an old-fashioned sweet-shop. Besides traditional sex toys, there were aphrodisiacs, fertility enhancers, lingerie, role-play costumes, pregnancy testing kits, mini-ultrasound scanners, erotic films, books on breeding techniques; there was no limit to the variety in store to select from. It was actually too much to make a decision, both husband and wife were unsure of what they were truly seeking. They knew they wanted as natural an affair as possible, so drugs were out of the question. What about herbal remedies? Or pamphlets on recommended exercises? There was simply no clear choice.
As they walked, they watched others browse the aisles, with far more purpose than they. "Gosh," Kat wondered out loud, "everyone else is so...prepared. Look, there's a lady with a shopping list."
"I know honey, I know. Don't fret, we'll find something for sure."
"I have no doubt you will," Marsha called back to them, "take your time."
She stopped and turned to face them, their fur catching her eye. "While I have you, I must say: you both have wonderful coats."
"Thanks," they said, accepting the praise.
"If it's no big deal," she ventured, "what breeds are you two? Sorry in advance if that sounds insulting, I don't know canines very well!"
"It's no trouble," Gary replied, "Kat is a pure white Lab, and I'm something of a mutt." His wife curtseyed and fluffed her fur, striking a seductive pose.
"Oh wow, cool. Yeah, I couldn't tell what you looked like from just the orangy-browny-grey colour of your fur. I only know one dog personally, and he's not the chatty type. So you're a mix of what exactly?"
"Collie and Jack Russel terrier. There're bits of pit-bull, dobie, and wolfhound in my family line too. Quite a mish-mash of different folks."
"It's a lot to remember," Kat added with a smile. "Though I'm sure there's a tonne about rabbit ancestry we don't know."
"Hah! Us bunnies can't even keep track of who our parents are supposed to be, there's so many of us knockin' knees. You know the saying right?" She watched their expression shift from comfortable to uneasy, and sought to counter it swiftly. "Relax, I'm kidding! We're not a bunch of oversexed loons. Contrary to what the Internet might say."
"Anyway," Marsha resumed her tour, "let's keep going shall we? Here is the—"
"Wait a sec!" Kat tugged her husband's arm to get his attention. "What's that over there!?"
Dragging Gary and Marsha away from rows of lube, she brought their attention to a large open area. At its centre sat a raised circular platform. Atop that, the object of Kat's fixation.
"Oh wow hun, that's something you don't see every day."
Like a gymnast's horse crossed with a massage table, it stood rigidly in place. A big puffy lump of padded leather to lie on, suspended off the ground by four broad and stable metal legs. At the half-way point of each support, a set of straps connected to the main body by rings. It reminded the couple of equipment you'd find in a horse's stable. Or a cattle ranch. One of those places from the history books.
Kat gazed at it, both confused and enthralled by its nature. Gary remained reserved, hemming and hawing over the piece. Marsha caught up to them. The three stood at the end of the lube aisle, staring over at the sexy centrepiece.
"You two interested in the breeding platform and harness?"
"Platform and harness, eh? So Kat would lie down on it and..."
"
Yuh-huh.
In olden days your lady friend would be strapped to that, while her doting stud rammed her from behind. Was how kings and queens had children, or something like that. I never finished school exactly."
Gary glanced at his wife's face, her growing interest in the breeding tool was plastered across her soft muzzle. She licked her lips. He was beginning to see things the same way.
"It looks very...enticing," he said.
"Oho," Marsha elbowed him, "seems like we've found what you were looking for. It's very affordable too."
Kat twirled around, excitement in her eyes. "Sweetie, we have to buy this!"
"I agree, it's very kinky," Gary kissed her lightly, practically drooling at the thought of mounting her while she was tied down, "how much?"
