Blowing Coat
"It's so ITCHY!"
The arctic vixen whined loudly to her friend over the lunch table, rubbing one arm through her purple blouse. It was late fall, and time for her coat to change over from summer grey to a pristine snowy white. While Alissa loved the look of her white winter fur, the process of blowing her coat twice a year was excruciating to the 16 year old high school student. At least the ferals weren't stuck wearing clothes that trapped the itchy shed fur. This was almost as bad as her heat, and unlike heat, there wasn't any medicine to help with shedding.
Popping a carrot into her mouth, the vixen's white-tailed deer friend Olivia just shakes her head, amused by the outburst. "You complain about this every year. Every year you say it's worth it when the white hair grows in, and it totally is, it's so pretty!"
Alissa just shudders a bit as she swallows a bit of her sandwich. "Yes, but... ugh, I just can't stand it. I want to rip all my clothes off right here in the lunch room and just brush it all out."
With a silly grin, the deer cheekily replies, "Go for it! Most of the guys and a lot of the girls would probably appreciate the show!"
Pausing for a moment, the vixen acts as though she's seriously considering the idea. "It sounds so good... but I'd get detention for sure, and it would be that much longer until I could take care of things."
"It's really so bad you'd strip in front of half the school?"
"That's what I'm trying to tell you - this is horrible! I swear, I'm going to become a doctor and invent a pill that eliminates itching. Or even better - make one that makes my coat just stay in winter mode all year. Hmmmm, white fur..."
Olivia laughs. "Yeah, that sounds like something you'd do. While you're at it, how about making one that would make me all white too?"
Looking aghast at her friend, Alissa vigorously rejects this idea. "No! You're pretty just the way you are. I love your fur."
The deer sighs. "Still, you get so much attention, especially during the winter. I don't get a quarter of the looks you do."
"And how many of those have actually gotten the time of day? Jerks, the lot of them. Maybe I'll make a pill to give you a penis. I actually like you."
Wide eyed, Olivia is at a loss for words at that idea. She's had a crush on the vixen for years... but Alissa had never said anything to make the deer think she was remotely interested in that kind of relationship before. She decides to deflect a bit, to avoid getting too embarrassed. "Alissa! Don't say stuff like that. Besides, you should take the pill yourself. I'd totally marry you if you had a penis."
The two girls crack up at the idea, but Alissa is soon distracted and back to rubbing at her arms. "I swear, it's worse this year."
"So bad that we're off for this weekend?"
"Oh hell no! I am not wasting this opportunity, your parents don't take vacations that often. We'll have the whole house to ourselves. I just hope you don't mind shed fur on ever flat surface in your house. I just hope you don't mind me wandering around in my underwear all weekend so I can scratch."
"No worries, there won't be anyone around, we can just make it an underwear party!"
The two girls step off the bus Friday afternoon at Olivia's house, Alissa carrying an extra bag with her stuff for the sleepover. Stepping through the door, the deer calls out, "Mom! Dad! We're home!"
There's sound of activity from up the stairs, and then an older female deer pokes her head around the corner. "Welcome home! Alissa, it's always good to see you. How's my favorite little foxy?"
"I'm doing well, ma'am." She subconsciously starts scratching, before adding, "... mostly."
"Ah, winter coat time again? Don't worry about the fur, I'll get everything vacuumed when we get back. There's plenty of food to heat up in the fridge, movies, and we have ice cream. Whatever you need to take your mind off of things."
"Ice cream... um, be safe, have a good trip!" Alissa darts off across the house, following the familiar path to the kitchen.
Olivia's mom laughs. "Predictable, isn't she?"
"That she is. I'd better go after her, or she's just going to grab the whole tub and dig in."
Olivia's parents takes off soon after that, on their way to visit her older brother at college. After making the fox put her cookies and cream in a bowl like a civilized person, the two pile onto the couch and turn on the big TV, throwing in a cheesy action movie to get the weekend started. It helps Alissa... briefly. Once the ice cream is gone, the itching resumes, as bad as ever.
"Olivia? Your parents have been gone long enough that they shouldn't be stopping back, so I'm getting out of these gods forsaken clothes and I'm going to shed all over your couch." She immediately starts unbuttoning her shirt
The deer laughs. "Don't worry, even if they come back, they'd be fine. You've been coming over here for, what, six years? They've seen what you go through."
Standing up as she finishes unbuttoning her shirt, the vixen gets a sneaky smile on her face. As she untucks it from her jeans, she looks at the Olivia and starts wiggling her hips and singing. "I'm... too sexy for my shirt... to sexy for OMPH" She is met by a flying pillow to the face, and both girls break into a fit of laughter as Alissa finishes removing her shirt and pants, revealing plain white undergarments. She drops down onto the couch with a sigh and a smile, laying down with her head against one arm and feet on the deer's lap. "So much better!"
Alissa is sufficiently distracted by the movie and her fur that she doesn't notice her friend's cheeks turn slightly red, and her fingers fidget. The fox knew nothing of Olivia's crush, and the deer hadn't acted on it since she didn't think Alissa would be interested. Their conversation at lunch drifts back to mind, however. Maybe... just maybe Alissa also liked Olivia in the same way? Even subconsciously, it seemed there was a connection there, and maybe if Alissa seriously thought about it, she'd be interested too.
Forbidden thoughts drifted through Olivia's head, things she had spent years avoiding. The sexy vixen was laying right next to her, in her underwear, so exposed... The deer finally speaks up. "Um, guess it's only fair if we're having an underwear party that both of us do it." She reaches down to the hem of her t-shirt and lifts it up over her head, discarding it behind the couch and revealing a much more risque set of black lace. Alissa tucks her feet back to get them off the deer's legs, unintentionally emphasizing her mound in a way that had the deer practically salivating.
"Ooooh, decided to go sexy today, huh? Gets those pants off and get over here, movies are better with cuddles."
This offer was like ambrosia to the increasingly heated deer. She immediately stood and dropped her jeans to the floor, revealing matching lace panties. Then she climbed onto the couch lengthwise in front of Alissa and settled in as the little spoon with the slightly taller fox, Alissa wrapping one arm around her belly to hug her friend.
The movie is practically forgotten by Olivia. Her focus is entirely on the vixen behind her. The feel of her fingers laying against the deer's belly... the heat of her body... the feel of her bound breasts rubbing against the fur of Olivia's back. She finds herself wishing she could have this every day. She nearly jumps when the vixen speaks up, and realizes the credits are rolling. "Eh, it was OK, I guess. Plot line was crap, but the explosions were decent."
"Oh... yeah, the explosions..."
"You alright, Olivia? You seem distracted."
"It's nothing... you're right, plot line was crap, so I sort of lost interest."
"Awww, you should have told me! I'm sure there's much better things we could have popped in."
"Well, too late now. What do you want to do next?"
Alissa pauses for a moment. "Sorry, but I seriously need to do something about brushing out this fur, it's getting bad again. Would you be able to help? There's a lot I can't reach, I'd normally have mom do it, but I really don't want to wait till I'm back home. I'll be a lot less distracted once that's taken care of."
"Of course! Anything to help out, just tell me what to do."
The vixen gets up and grabs her bag... and Olivia's hand, dragging her off the couch and taking off upstairs. "Wait, where are we going?"
"Your bedroom. There's no room on the couch. As long as we do it on top of the sheets, the cleanup won't be too bad."
Olivia's bedroom is good sized, with a queen bed, a large desk, and several bookshelves with a mix of books and collectables. Alissa unceremoniously drops the bag on an empty spot on the desk, opening it up and grabbing a large pin brush. "OK, this isn't too difficult, I just can't reach a lot of it. Most of the fur will just fall out, and that'll be enough to help - I can take care of the finishing touches when I get back home." Olivia nods and takes the brush. It looks similar to the one she uses herself, although the pins are longer to get deep down into the fluffy fox's coat.
Her breath catches when she turns back to look at Alissa. Much to Olivia's surprise, the vixen is in the process of removing her bra, which she promptly discards on the floor. Alissa is fortunately looking away, as Olivia's cheeks go tomato red at the sight. "Ah, Alissa, what are you doing?"
"You gotta get my whole back. If the straps are in the way, that fur will just get matted in and make a huge mess, I might even have to get it shaved down to fix it."
"Oh, that makes sense..."
The bed softly squeaks as Alissa climbs on and sprawls out on her belly, her tail idly swishing a couple of times before it settles. Olivia climbs on after her, kneeling down beside her friend with the brush in hand. She thankful that Alissa is looking away - the deer feels her face burning, and notices a bit of an itch down below. She was starting to get seriously turned on to have her mostly naked friend in bed with her, and it was becoming harder and harder to keep the thought away.
Fur falls away as the brush glides nearly effortlessly through the vixen's coat. Olivia sets to her task with a deep focus, hoping to break the spell the fox was working before she had reason to flip back over. The transformation is practically magical, as the gray fur pulls off in clumps to reveal the pristine white beneath, marred only by a few stray strands of gray fur that hadn't yet given up their hold.
The distraction is short lived. Alissa starts making little sighs with each stroke of the brush. "Oh goddess, Olivia, you have no idea how good this feels..."
The deer keeps working, but as she's nearly done with Alissa's back, the sighs start to become light moans. Olivia's cheeks become even redder, and she feels her panties starting to stick to her mound, aroused to the point she was getting slick. Not wanting Alissa to see her in this state, and a little captivated at the transformation of her friend's fur before her eyes, she makes a desperate move. "Alissa, your back's pretty much done, but should I just get the rest of this? It's coming out really easily, it wouldn't be any trouble at all."
"Yesssss, thank you, that would be heavenly..."
Moans continue to escape the vixen's lips as Olivia works her way around Alissa's body, getting her arms, legs, and finally reluctantly starting onto her bottom, although it is still mostly covered by the fox's panties. She looks around for any spots she's missed, but doesn't see any - the white makes it clear that an area is complete, and it looks like she's brushed everything she can reach from here.
With a groan, the relaxed fox stuns Olivia yet again by rolling over onto her back. It's the first time she's seen her friend's bare breasts, at least since they were so small as to barely count as that, and she is transfixed. They're fully a C cup, some of the largest in their class, and they are magnificent. She finally breaks free after a few seconds when Alissa speaks. "Would you mind doing the rest? It's so close to done, and it feels so good..." Looking up from the fox's breasts to her face, the deer is supremely thankful to see her friends eyes closed, looking as though she's about to fall asleep from the near massage.
Biting her lip to focus, Olivia starts working the brush again. An arm, then another; then down to her feet, and slowly working up her legs and body. Sighing and moaning continue just as before, and Olivia is sure there must be a damp spot on her panties at this point. She approaches Alissa's breasts... and hesitates. She wants nothing more than to touch them, even if it's through the brush, but will she be able to restrain herself? What will Alissa say?
The vixen answers that question herself, unbidden. "You're not going to tease me like that and then stop, are you?" Looking up at Alissa's face, Olivia sees the vixen's eyes are just barely open, the corner of her mouth tweaked up in the slightest smile, giving her a sultry glare. "Especially after I put all this effort into getting you worked up."
"Worked up... effort... wha..."
Alissa taps her nose with one finger, before reach the hand up to Olivia's face and cups her cheek, her thumb running tenderly through the fur. "Canid, remember? I've been able to smell you ever since I did my little sexy dance. I've always liked you, but I never knew if you were interested until then."
The thumping of her heart feels as though it is ready to deafen Olivia. Alissa likes her too, she just didn't know she could ask? How long had they spent looking at each other, unaware they just needed to say the simplest thing to end their longing and come together? The deer leans over her friend on hands and knees, face to face, and bends down to kiss her. Alissa's hand slides around Olivia's neck and holds her close as she meets the deer's lips, her hungry mouth opening to kiss her friend deeply and passionately. Tongues dance, and the fox's hands soon follow, reaching behind Olivia to undo the clasp on her bra and cast the unneeded garment aside.
They finally pull apart, gasping for breath. "Alissa, I've... I've dreamed of this."
The fox smiles widely. "Me too. Why did we ever wait this long?"
"I don't know, but no more waiting. Let me take care of you a little more."
Alissa looks at Olivia curiously, but the deer's intention becomes more apparent as she slides down the vixen's body, planting little kisses down her chest until she reaches the line of the fox's panties. She runs her hands over her friends hips, feeling the luxurious fur, then grasps the band of the obstructing garment and starts pulling it down. Alissa obligingly lifts her hips, then kicks the panties across the room once Olivia gets them down to her feet.
Olivia leans down over her friend's pink folds, taking in the sight for the first time. "Alissa... you're beautiful. Every bit of you, winter or summer, you're just gorgeous."
"Aww, thanAAAH!"
Rather than letting Alissa get a word in, as soon as the vixen starts speaking, Olivia brings her hands to her friend's crotch and runs both thumbs down the length of her folds, causing the fox's words to catch in her throat. Seeing it had the desired effect, Olivia repeats the action, but with a bit more insistence, pressing in and beginning to separate the pink petals. Whatever Alissa was going to say, it now becomes nothing but a low moan as her most private place is teased and fondled, her fluids running out and matting the fur of her thighs.
Just rubbing is nowhere near enough to satisfy the horny deer, and she leans in closer. She wishes she had a dog's sense of smell, knowing it must be absolutely delightful; instead, she satisfies herself with a taste, her tongue running the full length of the vixen's slit. Alissa moans louder, loud enough that they'd have certainly been caught if anyone else was home... but with the house to themselves, they're free to be as noisy as they want.
This just spurs Olivia on, her next lick teasing at Alissa's sopping entrance, then starting to probe deeper. This seems to hit just the right spot - after her tongue thrusts in for the third time, the horny vixen cries out in ecstasy, shuddering on the bed and digging her claws into the sheets. Olivia gives her a moment to calm down, but then dips her tongue in again, setting off a whole new series of convulsions in her friend's body and getting her face covered in fox juices for her effort.
It takes several minutes before Alissa is coherent again, shudders periodically rocking her body and moans escaping her lips. In the mean time, Olivia takes the opportunity to climb up the bed and lay against the vixen, one hand playing through the fur of her breasts, pulling out little tufts of gray fur that she hadn't reached when the brushing had been interrupted. When Alissa is finally able to form words again, she looks her friend in the eyes and with a breathy voice, "That was... wow... I'm still twitching, I don't think I can stand..."
"Just rest and enjoy it, sweetie. There's no need to rush. There's plenty more we can do... but we have all weekend to get to it."
Alissa nods and lays back, then reaches over and places her hand on the deer's. "Olivia... I'm so happy I can say this now. I love you."
Smiling broadly, Olivia gives Alissa a peck on the nose. "Love you too, foxy lady."