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Cherry shook her head slowly, leaning back against the wall of Cindy's cabin and whistling as she looked at Zerrex mildly: the tall reptile was panting quietly, leaning forwards a bit and covered in sweat, his hair hanging in his face, and she couldn't help but grin slightly as she tilted her head upwards and called out: "I think you need to work on your left hook."

"I think you need to learn to say constructive things and not be a bitch." Zerrex mumbled under his breath, as he straightened and brought his hands back to a defensive position, facing towards Tinny again, who was sprawled flat on his back. The badger was panting hard, and Zerrex felt a burst of sympathy for him before he said encouragingly: "Just one more, Tinman, and we'll have a break."

The small male made some weird noise, but Zerrex thought it was in the positive as he climbed slowly back up to his feet, wincing and wiping at the grass stains on his jeans. He swayed a bit, then shook his head slowly before rubbing at his temple and saying weakly: "I don't think I can throw one at you as hard as before... might be a bit shaky, and if I do just toss it, I won't be able to stop it."

"That's fine... I'm the one who's supposed to be stopping it, anyway." Zerrex responded mildly, then he paused for a moment before asking carefully: "Can you add a bit of push to it, if it's not too much trouble?"

"Only a bit, but... I can manage." Tinman replied with the faintest of smiles, and Zerrex smiled back before rolling his shoulders and straightening, letting out a slow breath. Tinny really had helped him out worlds with the training program... and he didn't want to push the poor badger too hard. No one really was sure what exactly what would happen if Tinman overused his powers, but Zerrex was fairly sure it would be just like what happened if someone overused their body... the offended part usually snapped or something else ugly happened.

Cherry couldn't help feel faint entertainment as she looked at the two, then she carefully slid back a bit: watching was one thing, but even she didn't want to get involved with the training they were doing. Although she was fairly sure that she could dodge a dryer being thrown at her at a fairly-high velocity, she didn't think she'd be able to do much more than hopefully stopping it from crushing her if it actually hit her. And Zerrex was currently doing so much more than that.

Tinman glanced around the broken and damaged appliances that now littered the backyard, then he selected a heavy drying machine. The roof had been welded shut, and there was all variety of dents and gouges in it, but it still looked workable... and the badger winced a bit, his feet slipping slightly in the dewy grass before he set himself firmly and held out both hands towards it. It had stopped raining sometime around noon, but the fact it had rained wasn't helping him out too much... he needed to concentrate to use his abilities, and the cold air and water in the air made it much more difficult for the badger to use his powers precisely. Fortunately, throwing big metal objects at an eight-foot something lizard didn't require a whole lot of accuracy.

He grunted as he lifted the dryer, then he drew it back, making a motion like he was drawing a heavy rock over his head to catapult it at Zerrex: the dryer floated quickly over, then behind him and trembled a bit in the air: Tinny winced as he felt himself slip a bit in the grass, and for a moment the dryer dipped before it rose back up. He saw Zerrex start forwards, surprised, but managed to reset himself before calling in a strangled voice: "Here!"

Then the badger grunted and threw his arms forwards, and the heavy piece of machinery flew towards the Drakkaren: the reptile snarled a bit, raising his fists quickly once more before throwing a hard punch forwards into the metal cube. The force of the blow caused the entire frame to shudder, and it lurched backwards through the air, but then Tinny fell forwards as he made another shoving motion, grunting and wincing as he hit the soft ground, but putting the last of his energy into throwing the heavy metal box back once more towards the reptile.

Zerrex was ready, however: he quickly slammed his other fist forwards in what would be a hard gut punch to any opponent, then threw his elbow and forearm into the dryer, denting the steel as though it were paper: it began to fall backwards once more, and then reptile quickly leapt up and dealt a firm knee to the machine, causing it to flip slowly forwards.

As the huge cube of metal revolved, Zerrex bent before shoving off with his feet, grunting as he flew into the air and arched his back, grabbing his fist with his other hand before slamming them down in a powerful tomahawk that caught the top of the dryer: it crushed in the front and sent the once-welded-shut door flying into the air like a massive, square coin as the machine shot downwards and sent up a spray of dirt and grit, leaving it partially-buried in the ground as Zerrex landed in front of it in a crouch, panting quietly. Cherry and Tinman both stared, and then the lid of the dryer hit the ground a few moments later, bouncing once before laying still in the grass.

Then the tall reptile straightened and brushed his hair back, walking over to Tinny and extending a hand down to him: the badger smiled gratefully, then he reached up and allowed the Drakkaren to heft him easily to his feet before he blushed a bit and rubbed a foot against the ground, glancing up at him and saying in a voice that was both admiring and embarrassed: "That was really amazing, Boss..."

Zerrex shrugged and coughed, blushing a bit himself as he glanced up at the sky, then he glanced over at Cherry, who smiled as she strutted over, tilting her head and looking at him with mild entertainment. "Oh, come on. You gotta admit that was kinda cool."

The reptile was spared answering as they all heard the sound of a familiar sports car pulling up into the driveway, and the muscular female immediately darkened, rubbing at her arms slowly. "If I wasn't so sore from this morning's workout..."

"I'm sure you could turn him into cream anyway, if you wanted." Zerrex replied mildly, then blinked a bit as Cherry made a disgusted face. "What?"

"Don't say 'cream.' I'm sure I'm going to be getting some of that from Lone tonight..." Cherry sighed a bit, then she leaned up and quietly kissed Zerrex's cheek as they heard a door a slam and the wolf's usual hammering on the front door. "I'll stick to the plan we made this afternoon and deal with him as best I can. I'll try to make it back tonight, but knowing Lone..."

"You might not." Zerrex reached up and stroked Cherry's face gently, looking at her with eyes that were both soft and sympathetic. It was sad, what they'd been reduced to... but Lone needed a bodyguard with Zerrex currently busy, since it wouldn't be too much longer before everyone started realizing that the Boss wasn't wandering the streets and with the wolf's big mouth... and they also needed to get information out of him. Sure, Zerrex could just kick his ass... but it would mean hours of putting up with Lone crying and screaming and wheedling, and after that sorting out the lies and exaggerations from the truth. Easier to just get him drunk... and admittedly, it was teaching Cherry a lesson, too. He'd never seen her as dedicated to work and training as she'd been today... sure, she'd still made her comments and innuendos, but she also hadn't done all in her power to get him aroused... which was quite a lot.

Tinman smiled at them both, then he said quietly: "Good luck," before he and Zerrex headed towards the back door and Cherry gave a resigned look at their backs, listening to Lone pounding on the door again and now calling in a meek but irritated voice: "Zerrex? Cherry? It's your favorite wolf, here to see if you guys want to do anything together..."

"I'm coming, Lone!" Cherry called, and then she jogged around the side of the house, emerging to the front and forcing herself to smile at the wolf... who today, was wearing a too-tight, too-small t-shirt and the same style of pants as yesterday, except these were a ridiculous baby blue. Perched on his head were a pair of sunglasses, and he was grinning widely as his eyes roved over her hungrily... it almost made Cherry regret her own choice of clothing: a black bikini top and a pair of leg-hugging leather pants. And she swore, if Lone tried to rip those off her and tore them, she'd kill his ass, whether she was supposed to be protecting him or not... even for her, she didn't like the idea of having to go out and spend another thousand on just a pair of goddamn pants, sexy as they looked.

She managed to reach out and stroke gently under his muzzle, however, electing a sigh of pleasure from the wolf; she couldn't help but wonder exactly when the lupine had woken up, but she figured it would be a hell of an ugly story and she didn't really want to know the details of that. For now, she wanted to concentrate on getting Lone somewhere where he wouldn't make too much of an ass out of either of him... but from the look the wolf gave her when he opened his eyes and the wide grin on his muzzle, she thought he had some stupid idea in mind that she'd find to be quite a treat.

Lone, of course, had no idea that Cherry and Zerrex had been waiting for him all day: nor did he realize that him showing up once again was a rather obvious play on the lupine's part for Cherry's affection... and likely her protection, too. He shifted from paw-to-paw as he looked up at her with his dumb grin on his features, tilting his gaze hungrily back and forth over her body, licking his muzzle and looking like an idiot as he congratulated himself again and again on the results of his bravery: it looked like he was going to have no problem taking Cherry with him where he wanted, and getting her hand from Zerrex's. "It's really nice to see you, Cherry... you know, I wanted our time together to be special... so I thought that maybe we could go shopping together, pick you up some clothes and stuff..."

What the fuck. Cherry blinked slowly at the lupine's offer, looking down at him like he was stupid for a moment before managing a bright smile in return and even clapping her hands together like some other females would do when offered the chance to shop... but she already had a distinct idea of what the wolf wanted to shop for, with that look he was giving her and the fact that the day was still bright and relatively warm. It was well known that Lone loved to invite girls over to his pool for a party, after all... "That would be great, Lone! I'd love to... what did you have in mind?"

"You'll see when we get there, babe. Climb on in." Lone winked up at her, then he strutted over to his car and hopped in, landing heavily on the seat but managing to perform the jackknife far better than he had yesterday - but he had spent an hour or so earlier practicing. He figured Cherry must have done the same, as she smoothly slid over the door and landed with much more grace on her seat than he had, tossing her a look that was almost envious... but it made sense, right? She was psychic and she was in that stupid Goth Legion thing... well... he knew he could have been in that military unit too if he wanted to, but he was too busy making money and spreading his influence throughout the world. Doing practical things, in other words.

He nodded to himself, then he glanced at Cherry again before grinning and leaning back in his seat, flicking his sunglasses down as he backed out of the driveway and flicked on the radio, slapping his hands lightly against the wheel in time with the music as they drove onwards into town. The wolf was immediately glad Cherry always stayed quiet and enjoyed the smooth ride of his luxurious sports car while they were going somewhere, or politely listened to him and let him vent... it meant she wouldn't ask what had happened this morning.

When Lone had driven home - covered in puke, reeking, dirty, and feeling defiled - he had immediately stumbled in and screamed at his servants to clean his car, while he himself ran quickly to the nearest bathroom and almost fell over once he'd slid on the floor inside, catching himself on the elegant sink but then half-tearing it out of the wall as he dropped his weight against it, causing him to wail in anguish. Then the lupine had slammed the door... then thought better of it, jerking it rudely open as he stripped before whipping his filthy clothes out into the hall and yelling that the servants had to clean up his clothing as well, leaving his shirt slowly sliding down the wall and leaving a trail of congealed puke behind it as the wolf slammed the door once more.

Lone had then felt a horrible rumbling in his stomach, and had been subjected to a horrible bout of cramps and general agony down below as he'd sat on the toilet and bawled like a baby. Finally, the lupine had managed to clean himself and started running a shower, hopping from foot-to-foot, ignoring the fact that his ass felt like it was on fire and his stomach was threatening to come out of his mouth again.

A long, hot shower had been enough to cure most of his woes... well, that and a bit of delving through the medical cabinet, eating every stomach medication he could find. After an hour of thorough scrubbing and standing under the water - he'd used to have a servant do it, actually, but Zerrex had gone and put a stop to that... stupid fun-killer... - and using his variety of scented soaps, the wolf had finally come out smelling of nothing worse than peppermint, lavender, and cinnamon. He'd wandered around the house, dripping water and naked, wrapped only in a towel and shouting at servants every now and then when they crossed his path, generally getting himself in a better mood as he ordered what he saw as a healthy lunch: chicken stew, with a side of garlic bread and roast pork cutlets. And of course a glass of wine that had turned into about half the bottle, just to take the edge off.

Then Lone had felt he had dried out enough to be properly dressed, and he'd gotten his servants to help him out with that... it was one of his few simple guilty pleasures, he felt, and he couldn't help but look at Cherry with a bit of a grin, wondering what she would do for him if he was nice enough. But then he shook his head a bit and looked ahead, settling his hands on the wheel as he licked his muzzle slowly. Everything would come in time, so long as he was careful, right? So he would just keep playing her as he had been, giving her all this stuff and being so polite and courteous as was his style... he'd get her in his pocket eventually.

The wolf had spent the next few hours going over his sports car, admiring it after it had been cleaned and the stink of vomit had been washed out and replaced with the scent of vanilla, from the cleaner that the wolf had ordered the servants to use. Then he'd practiced hopping the door a few times until he'd gotten tired, and finally started out towards the Narrius household. Thankfully, Zerrex and his weirdo badger friend weren't around anywhere, but Cherry had just come running - and Gods, did he love it when she ran, because did her chest bounce! - right over to him, and he'd so graciously swept her up and was now bringing her to a favourite place of his...

He fidgeted a bit as they pulled across Camelot Bridge and made their way into town: in less than a minute, however, the wolf made the turn off down a side street and carefully pulled up into a small parking lot in front of a posh-looking shop that still bore a resemblance to the former Apple Villa that had once been here: Grecian pillars that were made of beautiful marble supporting a plain, smooth-shingled black roof, the overhang casting shadows down a short walkway that led to a pair of glass double doors... and of course the walkway was made of carefully lain stones, the work probably done by hand. Cherry suppressed the disgusted expression she wanted to make, as Lone got out and led her towards the ranch-house-esque building... she already knew what to expect on the inside, but she figured that the specialty shops like this would never die out, no matter how many times she and Zerrex combed Baskin's Grove for the remnants of the Apple Villa extremists. People who were ridiculously rich and made a business of stomping on the backs of the poor could hide goddamn well when they wanted to, however...

The two walked down the short walkway and to the doors, Lone grinning as he extolled his own greatness along the way, making wide hand gestures. "See, usually you need a reservation to get into this place... but they make an exception for me, of course. You'll love it, babe, the best of custom-tailored clothes... I bet they have a few nice pieces that'll fit you just fine."

Actually, Lone knew they would... yesterday, he'd asked if he could make a few special orders and have them ready by tomorrow, and then he'd explained that it was going to make a nice gift for the Boss's wife, of all things, and that he was gettin' in real close to her and even to change around some of the Boss's stances on things. Therefore, the owner had been all-too-pleased to have her best teams of tailors immediately get to work on some custom items for her...

Lone had provided her sizes from a bra, torn pair of jeans, and g-string he'd dug out of Zerrex's trash late one night a few months ago, when he and Cherry had started hanging out... just in case she ever wanted anything nice done for her, of course. He'd had them cleaned off by a servant, then another tailor in town fix them... and it hadn't been hard to snag another top on one of the few occasions she and Zerrex had been over and enjoying his pool with some of the other freaks who associated with him. That had still smelled like her, and the wolf had shoved his face in it that night while inhaling deeply, his boxers tenting as he drooled a bit on the cloth and imagined her in bed with him...

Now, he pushed open the doors, and Madam Dandridge - the owner of the shop - was quick to move forwards and smile at them both, the elderly rat clad in her usual long, flowing black gown, with a pair of elbow-high white gloves on and a golden pendant dangling around her neck, a small silver sword hanging from it. Platform boots clicked against the ground as she approached them, raising a hand quickly to the large bull who stood courteously behind a counter, dressed in a tuxedo and obviously performing check-ins. "It's alright, Rudolph, Mayor Wulfe gets special treatment. Such a pleasure to see you, you're looking handsome as always! And my, you do look... pretty, Lady Cherry."

Cherry almost grinned at the expression on the rat's face as she slowly looked her up and down, the old rodent obviously working hard to repress a look of either distaste or simple fear, before she smiled again, her eyes glittering - this time, it was less forced, but it didn't take Cherry long to figure out why, as she bowed to them and motioned them into the gallery-style store. "Please, step right in and to the back! There's some things out here that may fit you but I think some of our private, custom collection would look exquisite on that body of yours!"

"Thank you very much..." Cherry walked into the store, glancing around at the few patrons browsing, all of them being seen to by staff that were dressed in tuxedos or similar attire, all of them with those horrible snobby looks on their faces as they examined mannequins and various bathing suits or dresses that sat in glass cases. The room was donut-shaped, with a high glass dome ceiling, and the center of it roped off: there was a massive glass case inside the velvet ropes, containing all manner of specialty clothes resting on custom holders or the bodies of headless mannequins.

Cherry, of course, knew how to play the game, much as she hated to: so she surprised both Lone and Madam Dandridge by saying with a smile and in as pleasant a voice as she could manage: "Utterly gorgeous designs, I see... I suppose you made them yourself?"

"Of course, darling." The rat smiled up at her, immediately looking more at ease despite the fact the female beside her was likely more muscular than the bull standing guard at the front of the shop, and taller even than Lone. "But I think these new models will fit you just fabulously."

"I'm sure to trust your judgment on that, but I don't see how you could make clothes any more divine than these." Cherry replied easily, gesturing around at the glass cases and smiling again: it was easier to fake her interest by thinking of her old spy work, when she and Zerrex had dressed up in fancy clothes to attend some rich target's costume party... watching Zerrex in a tuxedo, dancing slowly and regally, and listening to him cursing afterwards about how horrible the dress shoes had crunched his feet had been more than worth the price of wearing one of those ugly-ass dresses herself...

Lone looked moodily from one female to the next, then he coughed as they approached a red curtain, interjecting: "Oh, I've seen Madam Dandridge's real designs... these are all unique and beautiful, but the ones in the next room make them pale in comparison."

"Lone, you flatter me." The rat said cheerfully, then waved a hand before either Cherry or the wolf could speak. "But it's true, I keep the best designs here, and for those who are not the same shape as our average customer... there is no better challenge than working on a design for someone who is not a simpleton and who takes care of their body as it should be..." For a moment, the rat glanced over Cherry's body again, and this time the muscular female felt more creeped-out than offended as the strange look Madam Dandridge gave her. Then the old rodent turned quickly on her heel and threw the curtains open wide, laughing as she stared up at the ceiling and walking through with her arms out. "Come inside, children! I have them all ready to go!"

Lone and Cherry followed her inside, the wolf muttering about drama while Cherry merely felt faintly amused and a bit uncomfortable, as they walked into the dark-lit room: it was smaller and almost cubical, with several doors leading off - one of them marked as a changing room, the other two oak doors probably going back into employee quarters. The entire room looked as though it was made of hardwood, and lit only by a weak lamp that hung off one wall, next to a closed and shuttered window through which only a few beams of sunlight shone.

Madam Dandridge reverently picked up a box - wooden, probably pine, and made so that the top section could slide free of the others and open up, Cherry noted immediately. She approached slowly, then held it up to Cherry and looked up at her with a terrible gleam in her eyes that was almost lust. "Please, try it on, Lady Cherry! I feel like this was made just for you, and I can't wait to see how it looks on your form!"

"I feel it might have been made for me, too." The Drakkaren replied with a bit of a smile, taking the box and nodding respectfully to the rat, who looked gleeful and clapped her hands tight together. Then she carefully made her way over to the change room and stepped inside, tossing one last glance over her shoulder to see Lone grinning at her back, eyes hungry and wiping slowly at his muzzle with the back of one hand.

She opened the box, then stared at the clothes within and felt horror in the back of her mind. It was definitely a bathing suit... and it was something she'd have no problem wearing normally... but only if she was actually trying to get more attention than normal. And she definitely didn't want to wear it just so the two perverts out there could ogle her... but as she looked desperate around, she saw there wasn't even a visible air vent - just the bright ceiling light. The walls weren't tile or wood, but instead all mirrors... only the door was made of wood, but even that had a full-length mirror on it. To Cherry, the cramped room with the single little bench on it was a terror chamber, and so she swallowed her pride and quickly changed.

She stepped out, and hated that the first thing that happened was a grin of excitement from Madam Dandridge, and a simple, stupid gape from Lone, as his eyes gazed at her hungrily. She rubbed the back of her head, then forced a smile and asked in a voice that was strangely-small for the otherwise outgoing female: "So... how do I look?"

"Beautiful..." the rat whispered, then she paused and glanced at Lone, nudging him lightly with her elbow... but she seemed more than pleased by his reaction. "And what about yourself, Mayor Wulfe?"

Lone couldn't say anything for a few moments longer, as he stared at Cherry... the black two-piece showed off every bit of her being and left little to the imagination. It was tight at her impressive bust and at her crotch, and the bikini was shaped so that it showed off her full thighs and barely covered her vagina, a few loose black ties hanging at the sides all that was keeping it on her slender hips. The top was little more than a straight cloth of material and three wide strips of black that held tight to her body, squeezing her breasts back a bit against the female's body and making it look as if the top was going to pop from the strain. The almost-rectangle that covered from about the middle of one breast to just past the middle of the other was cut and sloped so it clung to her breasts and exposed almost all of her cleavage... and although Lone couldn't see it, he knew that again it was a simple tie at the back instead of a complicated clasp... in other words, something that could easily come undone instead of needing to be forcefully popped.

"It's amazing." Lone finally said, and Madam Dandridge visibly swelled with pride before bouncing over to the next in line, grinning as she thrusted the pine box at Cherry, her eyes alight with unnatural fervor.

"Try this one! It'll look even better!" she cried, and Cherry winced before taking the box and forcing a smile in return, nodding and forcing herself back into the room.

This one was even worse: it was puny, basically two circles of red cloth that would barely cover her nipples, and two straps from each that joined at the back, forming an almost harness around her shoulders to hold it on... even worse, it was tied at the front. She'd thought that the bottom was better, at least, but was horrified when she picked it up and found it left even less to the imagination than the first - it was pretty much a glorified g-string that had been thinned just a touch more, so even one unlucky movement would leave pretty much her everything exposed.

So of course both the old rat and Lone extolled how amazing it looked on her when she stepped out, and Cherry had one last box thrust at her: as she turned and went back into the changeroom, she heard Madam Dandridge apologizing to Lone that three was the best she could make her teams do on such short notice, along with the specialty item. The fact there was still another thing for her to try on made her feel somewhat worried... but at the least, it sounded like it wasn't another bathing suit. And even it was frigging lingerie, it really couldn't get much more revealing than this.

The last bathing suit, however, wasn't nearly as bad... or so she thought at first. Then she realized she wasn't holding the top in her hand, but the bottom, and winced at the fact it was a microskirt... before feeling horrified as she realized that there was no bottom to it. Basically, it was something meant for 'private bathing,' and she winced. It would barely - just barely - cover her crotch and rear, and it left both hips entirely bare... it was like wearing a really-short loincloth, with the design. The top was just as bad... little more than a string she tied around her neck, with two little rectangles that covered her nipples: from the bottom of these rectangles that were still almost far too tiny, there was a nearly-invisible string that tied into little loops on the miniskirt. But the worst thing was the color scheme... white, and edged with red. She felt like a sex nurse or a fucking lollipop.

The Drakkaren thought Lone was going to cream himself, from the look of ecstasy on his features: Madam Dandridge looked a bit too happy with the design as well, she noted. Then she was given the final box, which was a bit larger than the others, and Lone clapped his hands and nodded rapidly as she went to change... and despite how the bathing suits had looked, she found herself almost wishing that this was another one as she stared into the open box with something like horror.

Finally, she came out, blushing a bit and feeling nothing but resentment and anger towards Lone, stumbling a bit in the high-heels that had been included in the box. Madam Dandridge gasped and covered her mouth, looking at her with eyes that were amazed, and Lone grinned slowly as his hands made strange grabbing motions, a soft breath leaving his muzzle as he whispered: "My beautiful Cherry..."

The last thing Cherry wanted Lone doing at that moment was calling her "his," but she didn't have the strength to say anything as she blushed a bit deeper and stood in her new clothes. It was a long red dress similar to the style that Madam Dandridge wore, but hers was tighter at the waist and around her breast, and exposed a much more generous view of her cleavage. The shoulders were slightly puffed out and stuttered, as if trying to hide her muscle, and she wore long, black leather gloves on both hands that clung tight to her muscular forearms. The dress was cut to just above her ankle, and it had been designed so it hung naturally slightly to the left: only the waist was connected all around, so her thigh and right leg were left exposed. It was sexy in a rich people's way... and Cherry felt nothing but embarrassment as she stood there in it.

"It's magnificent!" the rat finally declared, throwing her arms out and almost smacking Lone in the muzzle, as he winced and stumbled backwards, before the old rodent turned quickly and yelled through the open curtains: "Raul! Come, take Lady Cherry's clothes and properly fold them, then put them into Mayor Wulfe's car! Same with the bathing suits!"

Then she quickly turned back to Cherry, walking forwards and reaching up to put a hand under her muzzle, her smile almost predatory as she looked up at the reddened female. "Now now, don't look so shy! You look perfectly pretty in that dress! Why, now we just need to get Mayor Wulfe in a good suit, and you two would look a wonderful couple!"

Lone laughed heartily at this, then he walked forwards and quickly slid an arm around Cherry's waist, the female reaching her hands down in front of her and clenching them into tight fists as she did her best to smile. "I already have a great-looking tuxedo that you made for me back at home... tell me, are you going to the Apple Ball tomorrow night? Perhaps Cherry and I will see you there."

You motherfucker... Cherry thought angrily, but she quickly smiled as Madam Dandridge glanced up at her for a moment before returning her attention to Lone and looking at him with what was probably supposed to be haughty amusement. "Of course! I wouldn't miss the Apple Ball for the world... celebrating our glorious Apple Villa is still so important to so many of our people here, and we're just so glad you two are working hard to keep it regal and fine, unlike that horrid Comfort Town..."

Cherry grabbed her thumb and twisted as she smiled, feeling it nearly dislocate, but the pain kept her mind clear as she nodded and then even managed to nudge Lone with her elbow and say: "Well, Lone does do so much for the town, you know. He likes to rise above his duty as Mayor..."

"Of course I do!" Lone puffed out his chest and straightened, grinning as one of his hands slid slowly down to squeeze Cherry's buttocks lightly: the female twitched a bit, but managed not to smash his face in as he let his hand rest there, watching idly as a deer ran by in a plain uniform, carrying the boxes and a plain cardboard one that Cherry guessed held her own real clothes out of the room. "Hey, watch my seats! They're leather, and I don't want them getting messy... I'll give you a tip if you pack it in nice, though."

"Yes, sir." The deer said dutifully, probably used to this treatment by now, then he ran quickly off. Madam Dandridge looked after him with a smile that was almost cruel, and then she led the others out into the main gallery of the store, Cherry feeling horrible as they walked through the store and under the horribly-approving and envious stares of others. It was one thing to walk cheerfully through a factory naked, covered in her lover's seed and getting gapes from good-looking males she might want to play with later... and another entirely to be wearing a horrible, ugly dress like this and getting looks from the kind of people she'd always hated that were not just interested, but goddamned jealous of the way she looked...

She ignored most of the conversation as they headed towards the front, glancing around and noting the particular design of the store, making sure she memorized even the smallest details, like the little irregularity she noticed in the glass dome above... she wanted to come back and crush and burn this shop later, maybe on her own, maybe with Zerrex. Then she glanced back at the mention of a price, and Madam Dandridge paused for a moment before tapping a finger against her muzzle as she looked Cherry over, then the rat turned back to Lone and said mildly: "Well, obviously material like this is hard to come by. And, as you know, all my designs are unique... but these are the most unique of the unique, and fitted for a body type that doesn't conform to my usual standards... therefore, it will be more expensive than usual."

"Fine, fine." Lone waved a hand dismissively as he took out his chequebook, then he held out a hand absently: immediately, the bull from the front handed him a gold-plated pen with "Dandridge" inscribed on it in flowing script, and Cherry felt another burst of distaste as the wolf lowered the pen to the top check and looked at her mildly. "But nothing ridiculous."

"No, no, just what's fair, of course." The rat replied idly, waving a hand, then she tilted her muzzle upwards before sizing Cherry up with a sidelong glance. "I'd say... oh, fourteen, sixteen and twenty for the bathing suits normally, but I'll give you the last one for seventeen instead, since she was such a darling model. And I want sixty for the dress, no argument. That's one of my finest creations ever, and I'm loathe to part with it, good as it looks on her..."

Lone nodded bemusedly and then glanced up for a moment, doing a quick calculation in his head. "So that's... one-hundred and ten thousand?" He tilted his head curiously, and Madam Dandridge nodded back with a smile as Cherry only stared in something like horror. The fact that such puny pieces of 'clothing' should cost so much was nearly alien to her... and worse was the way these two were talking about it, like it was nothing. Even though she and Zerrex were rich himself, they still got into arguments about whether they should buy their usual detergent or the cheaper one if it was on sale...

"And the service charge, darling. You know I need to pay those ruffians who work for me something, too." The rat all but sang, and Cherry forced herself to smile as the rodent glanced up at her. "Don't worry, dear, it's only five thousand per article of clothing. You know your close friend here has quite deep pockets and an amazing amount of generosity."

"Aww, you're making me blush." Lone replied with a smile, as he wrote in the number and then quickly signed, before tearing the cheque off and handing it over to Madam Dandridge with the pen, who quickly passed it back to the bull in the tuxedo behind her. Then he laughed a bit and quickly reattached himself to Cherry, wrapping an arm firmly around her waist and nodding to Madam Dandridge with a smile, as he began to nearly drag Cherry outside. "A pleasure to do business with you, as always! I'll look forwards to seeing you at the Apple Ball."

"And you as well, Mayor Wulfe!" responded the rat warmly, following them to the doors as they left. Cherry glanced up in time to watch the deer run by as they moved through the doors, and Lone glanced after him with a mumble about 'punks who didn't respect their betters.'

They headed to the car, and Lone snorted irritably as he saw the boxes sitting neatly on the back seat, rubbing the back of his head before opening the door and sliding inside as he looked over at the female Drakkaren, who winced at the fact that she actually had to carefully climb into the car instead of simply hopping in - and it had been years since she'd last worn a dress or heels like these, so it was surprisingly hard. Made all the worse by the fact she wanted to mash Lone's face in for his next statement. "Stupid kid doesn't listen, huh? Good thing I didn't leave a tip for that asshole. Couldn't put the damn things on the floor like I asked."

Cherry was tempted to point out the wolf didn't say that, but instead she smiled and then tilted her head as the wolf started up the car, asking: "What about this Apple Ball, Lone? You didn't mention anything like that earlier."

"Well, I like giving out nice little surprises." Lone smiled warmly, his eyes glittering as he looked over her slowly. "But you shouldn't worry... you'll fit right in, and we'll only go for an hour or so together and for the dinner, then we can go back home... but you just look so damn good in that!" he paused, licking his muzzle slowly as he glanced at his clock, backing carefully out of the parking lot and into the street. "Almost as good as in those bikinis... and hey! I got a hot tub and a pool, and I'm sure that you'd love to try out one of those new suits I just bought for you, huh?"

The wolf grinned widely, and Cherry once more had to restrain herself from breaking the lupine's face as she merely looked at him, watching as he drove out into traffic without looking and cursing the fact that he had once again managed to avoid being struck by any cars. So she forced herself to smile and nod, saying in a strained voice: "I'd really love it, Lone."

"Great!" Lone laughed and threw his head back, hitting the dial for the radio and resting back against the seat, leaning to the side so he could throw an arm around Cherry. He grinned, feeling like the king of the world as he drove back towards his mansion, tight shorts already tenting as he felt an erection as powerful as the one he'd had last night, looking at the female and feeling hot lust coiling through his body as he thought of her in those swimsuits. Naturally, she's going to want to make it up to me... and I know just how, too! And I can cook her dinner later tonight, and invite her to spend the night here... I'm sure she'll be more than happy to, yeah... ooh, too bad, feared 'Dragon' of Comfort Town, but it looks like I've taken your girl from you...

Lone reveled in the fact that he'd so obviously and completely conquered the feared Boss... his arch-nemesis for so many long years, and the bastard who had so thoroughly humiliated and puppeted him... but now he was the one in control, and he had taken his girlfriend, and Requiem was obviously going to crush Zerrex into the ground. There would be no one who would run to save him by the end of this week... Lone already had plans for dealing with Elliot and making sure he was too busy at his bar to enlist anyone else's help in taking down the giant, and he was pretty sure the Godkillers were going to mess up whatever other friends the Boss had too. Even the goddamn badger could be dealt with, the Tinman... but he was too much of a whiny wimp to do anything, anyway.

Cherry was really the only real threat, with her weird-ass psychic power shit and the fact that she was so frigging huge and strong... Lone didn't like to think of just what she could do with those whips of hers when it came right down to it. But now she was all but throwing herself on him... and all he had to do was keep her here with him. Soon enough, she'd probably be throwing away that piece of shit ring she wore around her finger, and she'd be a full time, dedicated 'bodyguard' to him and probably even a bit more... and the wolf licked his muzzle slowly at this idea. It was one that truly appealed to him in all sorts of fun ways...

Then he was pulling into his long driveway, and he quickly jumped out of the car before yelling for a servant, as Cherry carefully climbed out of her side. She closed the door, then reached in to pick up one of the boxes, but Lone immediately bounced over and grabbed her hand, grinning up at her. "No, no! Let the servants get it!" He paused as they heard the door open, and a tired-looking canine in a plain uniform walked down the steps. "There you are! Get those boxes up to my room, immediately! And start supper, I want something nice ready by six and laid out in the dining room!"

The Drakkaren made a face at the wolf's manners, watching the servant nod politely and walk past... then smiling slightly as she saw him roll his eyes once out of the wolf's vision. Lone, meanwhile, was pulling her up the steps like a child, grinning over his shoulder at her as he pulled her quickly into the main hall. "Come on! You can change in my room..." He paused, then smiled in what he thought was a sly way, but instead was only little more than a leer. "Well, I suppose it could be... our room if you wanted to stay the night."

"I..." Cherry stopped, staring at the wolf, but then Lone laughed and quickly turned, pulling her towards the curving staircase he'd had installed along one wall: the mansion was much different from what it had looked like three years ago, with long, red carpets along many of the hardwood floors, new paintings and portraits of Lone decorating the interior, and pictures of him, Zerrex, and others standing together. Not to mention that many of the suits of armor had been polished and in some cases even painted, Lone's own personal coat of arms inscribed on their chests and shields.

He quickly led her up to the second floor, then down a long hallway to a pair of double doors made of red oak, with golden handles in the shape of oriental dragons. The wolf pulled them quickly open by depressing the tongues inside the open jaws of the mouths of the beasts, and grinned at Cherry at this neat little design before all but pushing the tall Drakkaren inside, his hands sliding down her back as he guided her quickly over to the bed.

The muscular female barely had time to turn around and sit on the end of the oversized furnishing with a grunt, then she blinked as Lone dropped his weight in her lap, crawling up on her and drawing his tongue slowly over her neck. She immediately let out a sound of disgust, but Lone - panting quietly and almost dry-humping her as he shoved his bulging crotch against her stomach - took it instead as pleasure, muttering in a heated voice: "Yeah... I know you like it, babe... I know it's good..."

One of his hands slid to grasp a breast roughly through the light fabric of her dress, his muzzle lowering to lap at her throat again as Cherry forced her head to turn away, unable to stop herself from wincing as she rose a hand to squeeze gently into the fur in the back of his skull, feeling his other arm wrapping tight around her and rubbing down her naked back, searching for the ties that held her dress closed against her lower back. But before he could, Cherry finally pushed him back to his paws, and he stumbled backwards, looking surprised and strangely hurt.

Before he could speak, however, Cherry managed a smile and reached up to press a finger against his lips, finally deciding that if she wanted to milk the wolf for information, she was going to end up having to give up a night to the lupine... and she hated what she had to do, but she forced herself to say quietly: "Not yet, Lone... first, lemme get changed into something more comfortable, huh? Then I'll come down and meet you out at the pool, and we can go from there, alright? And I'd love to spend the night with you here... in this soft, warm bed..."

The female half lidded her eyes as she slid a hand slowly through Lone's diamond ruff and down his chest, and the lupine trembled with bliss under her touch, all-but-drooling as he stared at her hungrily. Then he nodded slowly before licking his muzzle, murmuring something unintelligible as he looked at her with lust before turning and wandering dazedly out of the room, just as the servant came inside with Cherry's clothes. He made a face at Lone's back, then coughed and held the boxes out to the Drakkaren. "Are you here to kill him?"

"I wish." Cherry smiled slightly and shook her head slowly, sighing; all of the servants here knew who she was and that her association with Lone was more out of necessity than desire. "I'm supposed to keep an eye on the fucking retard for the Boss, while he's busy." She paused, then grabbed the edges of her dress and held it up, looking down at it with disgust. "Be honest. How bad does this look, really?"

"It's not really you." The dog replied with a slight smile, then he bowed respectfully to Cherry. "We're all happy to help you out, miss. Just call or ring one of the bells around the mansion, and we'll be glad to serve as we can."

"Thanks very much." Cherry nodded back, as the servant walked out of the room, then closed the doors for her to change. She sighed a bit, then slid free of her dress and idly rubbed at one of her breasts, glancing down at herself with a slight face. Now she stood naked here, and she couldn't help but glance around nervously, wondering both where Lone was and if he had cameras set up in the room... and she couldn't help but grin a bit as she toyed with the idea of masturbating, just to check if Lone was watching or not and to maybe tease the lupine if he did indeed have some kind of camera units around here.

But she refrained, instead sighing and picking out one of the bathing suits: it only took her a moment to figure out that the best one to go with would be the ridiculous cherry-red one... a pause as she slipped it on, and then she rolled her eyes as he realized why the specific color had been chosen. She sighed a bit, then made sure it was covering her nipples properly before heading quickly downstairs and turned to walk out towards the pool, but then she paused as she entered the kitchen, glancing at the phone mounted on the wall before looking over at the two maids and single servant who were busily preparing whatever feast the wolf had ordered, asking curiously: "Hey. Where's Mayor asshole?"

"In his private change room out by the beach." replied one of the females, glancing up for a moment from where she was chopping carrots. Then the rabbit paused and grinned around at the others. "So, that's... what? Five, ten more minutes he'll be in there trying to squeeze into those shorts that show off his crotch... too bad his stomach hangs down too much to be able to get a good view."

The others laughed at this, and Cherry grinned a bit before nodding and looking amused herself. "Good to hear. Tell me if you see him, huh?"

"Will do." replied one of the others, glancing out the huge, wall-size windows that faced out towards the oversized pool in the backyard. Huge, ornamental wooden shutters hung above the outside of the long windows, ready to descend at night or in case of a windstorm, but most of the time the wolf left them up unless he wanted to show off their Japanese-style design. Ironically, the only way in and out of the kitchen was a glass sliding door that was almost half the size of the large window sections.

Cherry turned her attention to the phone, picking it up and quickly dialing in Tinny's phone number: it was next to impossible to get Zerrex on the phone Cindy had insisted they install, but Tinman was usually rather anal about always making sure to answer his cell. She smiled a bit as she thought about the battered metal cell that the badger carried with him everywhere, imagining him suddenly halting whatever he was doing with Zerrex to answer his phone and her husband's grumbling irritation...

"Hello?" he asked breathlessly on the second ring, and then she could almost feel his wince as he squeaked and Zerrex shouted something in the background, and the badger gave a strangled: "Just a minute!" before the phone line went quiet for a few moments. There were a few sounds of struggle and something heavy and metallic breaking, and then the phone was picked back up and Tinny said meekly: "Sorry about that."

"Don't worry about it, Tinny." Cherry replied with a smile, and Tinny gave a sound of delight at her voice, and she could imagine him looking across at Zerrex brightly. "Say, is the Boss around?"

"Right here." Zerrex said, his voice a bit distant, then there was a brief sound of static before his voice came in clear: apparently the lizard had been listening in to the conversation, from Tinny's discordant babble. "Sorry. Tinny dropped a tanker on me... you know, the kind semi-trucks pull?"

Cherry rolled her eyes, but found herself somewhat unsurprised. "You're really pushing him too hard. That's over his max, last time I checked... you better be just using that to do bench presses or something. But oh, shit, I don't have the time to really talk... I just wanted to let you know that... well..."

She broke off, feeling suddenly embarrassed and terrified of Zerrex's reaction as she twirled a finger in the cord, and then her husband's voice came through, strangely gentle and compassionate for the sadistic, ruthless powerhouse that the tall male could be. "What is it, Cherry? You can tell me."

"I... well. Lone bought me some... ridiculously expensive... clothing... and he invited me to stay overnight. He also wants me to go with him to the Apple Ball or whatever it's called..."

"Apple Ball?" Zerrex's voice was strangely sharp, and Cherry blinked a bit, holding the phone a bit closer to her head. "That shouldn't exist anymore... it was the traditional ball that Reinhold held, and all the rich people there gave money to the 'Mayor's City Fund...' it was a thinly-disguised bribe scam so that the biggest contributors could get their illegal projects underway. I put a stop to it five years ago... Lone must have started it up again after some idiot told him about it."

"Want me to break it up?" Cherry asked, frowning herself down. She already knew Zerrex would ask her to stay with Lone, if just to get into the Ball... and to her, it sounded like a good idea. She knew how important it was to maintain rule in the city, especially while the Boss was busy preparing for his fight with Requiem, and that some of the projects that Lone would let go underway if someone gave him enough money were ridiculous. She bet that he'd even allow gun turrets to be built around the city armed with 40mm cannons if he was allowed use to them on alternate weekends or some crap like that.

There was a pause on the other end of the line, then Zerrex said evenly: "No... just recon and tell me what's going on, and if there's something big going on. I really was hoping I could at least relax for a while, but it sounds like the remnants of Apple Villa want to stir things up some more. I don't care about the shops that Lone probably dragged you through... just the extremists that want to kill me and wipe Comfort Town off the face of the Earth." Another pause, then she could almost see his grin as he said idly: "I give you permission to say and do whatever you have to in order to get all the information you need at the party, Cynthia."

"Don't call me that." Cherry said crossly, but she smiled herself. Zerrex only said her real name when he wanted to make a point. She got it, though... the nastier she was towards her husband, the more they'd believe she had defected to the Apple Villa peoples... and even releasing a few bits of information that were relatively harmless but would be taken as being important by the somewhat stupid crazy rich people who didn't recognize that bank statements, academic standing and amount of assets weren't necessarily the be-all and end-all of importance. In a tactical war, information was much more important than how much money you could spend, if you could slip in and hit the enemy's vital points.

"Alright, alright. But... you have fun, then." Zerrex's voice carried more than a hint of entertainment before he softened and added: "I love you. Take care of yourself."

"I love you too, Zerrex." Cherry replied softly, smiling a bit to the air as she turned around and looked out through the glass window, out towards the pool. "But I gotta get goin'. Watch your own ass."

Then she quickly hung up and headed across the kitchen, opening the sliding door and carefully closing it behind herself as she glanced around, frowning a bit as she heard an odd grunting and a muffled curse. Then she turned her eyes from the enormous, hugely-oversized pool that went maybe fifty feet deep at one end, to the small series of squat, plain wooden structures that rested to one side of the pool, past the cement walkway that ran all the way around. A few moments later, one of the doors swung open and Lone walked out, rubbing at his stomach and wincing slightly, before he grinned over at Cherry, his eyes almost bulging as he took her in.

The wolf licked his muzzle slowly as he walked - or perhaps it was more waddled - over towards her, his stomach bulging over the pair of shorts he'd put on: they looked almost like some kind of specially-treated leather, and were so tight that utterly nothing was left to the imagination as Cherry glanced over him, wincing a bit: they also rode high up the wolf's thighs, so it was almost as if he was wearing a speedo instead of a pair of short shorts. She had seen males who she would love to see in a speedo, of course... but Lone was not the type of male she wanted to see in anything except plain clothing that covered everything well. Well, actually, she didn't really want to see Lone at all, but that was unfortunately a pipe dream.

She smiled as the wolf approached, though, trying to ignore the looks he was giving her body and the way he was all but panting, and only hoping that the shorts would constrict his blood flow enough that he'd fall down and hemorrhage out of every orifice or something. "Hey, handsome." she said seductively, while trying to ignore the fact that the lupine right now was anything except that.

Lone grinned widely up at her, however, leaning up to kiss her lips in what he thought was probably a teasing manner before walking quickly over to the ladder leading into the shallow end of the pool. "Well, cone on in, babe!" he called, as he began to climb down into the water. Cherry winced slightly, but then she shrugged and headed around the pool, hating the fact that she knew the wolf was watching her ass: for whatever reason, she took no pleasure in seducing Lone. Possibly because it was too goddamn easy, since the wolf always had his head in the clouds or his own ass.

Then she climbed up the short ladder to the diving board: of course there were two, one that looked bent - she guessed the wolf used it - and was only a foot or so above the water, extending right from the flat concrete walk around the pool... and the one she was on now, roughly ten feet up. She took a breath, then closed her eyes and idly rubbed at her thigh, wishing she had a stone or something so she could focus better. When she opened them, she tensed her body and saw the ghost shapes of what she wanted to do: it only helped a little, since the real trick was pulling it off, but the visualization gave her the timings she needed and let her know if she was doing the right thing or not.

Cherry suddenly ran forwards, then, the moment she felt her foot come down on the end of the diving board, she shoved off and forcefully flipped her body backwards, the board launching her into the air and her forwards momentum propelling her over the water, even as she gracefully flipped backwards. Then she put her arms out as gravity caught her, ducking her head and straightening her legs as her eyes closed, and she fell in a neat dive straight down into the water.

There was the usual rush, and when she opened her eyes, the world was blue... then she swam quickly upwards, breaking the surface and taking an easy breath, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. Lone, still half on the ladder, was staring at her with something like awe... then he grinned stupidly before doing exactly what Cherry had hoped he'd do: the wolf climbed out of the water and shook himself a bit, saying proudly: "Damn, but that looked hot! Lemme show you what I can do now."

Cherry smiled warmly, and her eyes sparkled with entertainment she didn't have to fake as she swam easily towards the shallow end of the pool, standing up and stretching, letting her body push against the cloth and the water shimmer on her scales, making Lone nearly trip as he almost gaped at her, a long streamer of saliva falling from his muzzle. Then she leaned back against the wall of the pool furthest away from the pool, tilting her head and biting a finger as she said in a low, purring voice: "Ooh... I bet it's really impressive..."

"Of course!" Lone puffed out his chest, then he strode quickly towards the diving board... feeling both omnipotent and incredibly nervous. After all, he'd never used anything except the low diving board, and he realized he wasn't in the same kind of shape Cherry was in... he thought he was healthy and everything, but she was like... scary-healthy. And even though he always bragged about all the years he'd spent in high school on the swim team... he wasn't exactly the strongest of swimmers and he'd never actually mastered diving normally. So the wolf winced, feeling a bit of his usual godlike demeanor shattered as he grabbed the rungs of the ladder and looked up to the top of the platform before carefully climbing up.

He stood unsteadily, glancing back and forth nervously and looking distinctly unhappy, not noticing the fact that a few of the servants had clustered at the window to watch this ridiculous spectacle. But Cherry was watching too, tilting her head curiously, and the female Drakkaren did admit there was a bit of nervousness herself. She didn't exactly want to have to play lifeguard to this idiot wolf... and if he killed himself, then she wouldn't find the location of the Apple Ball or what was going on. Goddammit... she thought to herself, her mental voice a discontent mutter. This, Requiem, the Godkillers... why does all this shit have to happen at once? Why can't there be one freaking thing at a time...

Lone slowly made his way out to the end of the diving board, biting the end of his tongue and wincing as he felt it bending under his weight. Slowly, he bent his legs, then pushed down with them and caused the diving board to give a groan and buckle a bit, bouncing him on the spot. He paused, then did this a few more times before finally pushing himself off with a wince, attempting to flip forwards, but only managing to sprawl his limbs out awkwardly and fall awkwardly, the front-weighted wolf catching one paw on the diving board and causing him to rapidly spin towards the water.

Cherry winced instinctively, her precognition still in full gear and letting her see what was happening even before it did: a moment after she saw it, the wolf smashed, back-first, into the water, arms spread out and one leg slightly higher than the other, the wolf's hands immediately clawing at the surface as he let out a yell of pain that instead caused him to swallow a good amount of chlorinated water before he managed to find the edge of the pool and pull himself up a bit, coughing violently, body shaking with pain and tears rolling down his face, mixing unbeknownst with the water.

"Are you okay, Lone?" Cherry asked, as she swam up beside the wolf, gently putting a hand on his back. She didn't really care, but she had to play the part... and admittedly, she hated the lupine but her hostile thoughts weren't usually too serious. "You need any help?"

"I... no, I'm fine..." The wolf managed, trying to drag himself out of the water as he trembled violently and closed his eyes tightly, coughing again and spitting out a good amount of water. He flushed deeply, hating himself and ridiculously angry with Cherry for a moment, and as he heard her pulling herself out onto the edge of the pool, he couldn't help but kick one paw backwards, trying to knock her back in.

Cherry saw the wolf's kick long before it came her way: even if she hadn't, she doubted it would do much other than knock her off balance... assuming she was dumb enough to lean forwards into the wolf's paw and was distracted by a group of big hot males having sex. However, instead she easily avoided it, then climbed up and kneeled by the wolf, continuing to give him a sympathetic look even as he sulked and looked down. It was obvious the wolf had tried to kick her into the pool, and that it hadn't been some dumb mistake - his behavior sometimes made her wonder how he'd ever gotten through life without ever really growing up. "Hey, come on. Let's get you on your feet."

"Paws." Lone mumbled, but he let her help him up and he leaned against her, pausing as he realized he had an ideal view of her breasts slightly slumped against her body... and then getting another idea as he let his legs give out: Cherry caught him, and he smiled faintly up at her. "I'm sorry. I feel really dizzy... can you carry me over to the hot tub? I think that would be good for now."

"Sure." Cherry glanced back down at him mildly, then she sighed inwardly as she stooped and easily lifted the wolf in her arms, cradling him lightly against her body and recognizing at the same time all the lupine wanted was a good view of her breasts. She felt the wolf cuddle in close against her as she strode quickly over to the hot tub that was situated under its own little awning at one corner of the house, past the large windows: she noticed it was already hot and bubbling away happily, and figured the wolf had turned it on when he'd been out here earlier, to let it heat up and the water get flowing well.

She glanced down at the lupine, who was still drooling over her breasts, then grinned slightly as she leaned forwards and easily dropped him in: the wolf coughed and spluttered as he struggled in the shallow water, then he quickly sat up and half-glared at her as she climbed in, tilting her head as she smiled innocently at him: "What?"

"Nothing." He said finally, rubbing at his head slowly as he sat and soaked sullenly in the water for a few moments... then grinned a bit as he shifted to one of the higher benches in the large, circular hot tub, patting the spot by him as he reached up to press a button on a wooden pillar that supported the roof above their heads. "Come sit here and watch this, baby."

Cherry shifted to sit by him as requested, then had to restrain herself from rolling her eyes as large purple drapes descended from hidden rollers in the ceiling, each of them emblazoned in gold with the Wulfe coat of arms: an unevolved wolf and an oriental dragon on either side of a crown, an apple balanced on one of the wolf's forepaws and one of the dragon's front claws resting on a silver sword. For a moment, Cherry shifted uncomfortably, finding the sword oddly familiar... before she heard Lone sigh and the sound of cloth being shrugged off, glancing aside to see Lone grinning and shoving his shorts down, revealing his sheath and the tip of pink member. "Nice and private now... curtains on all sides, so we don't gotta worry about anyone seeing if we have some fun... and you know, I think we really should..."

One of his hands moved to squeeze a breast firmly, and Cherry let her body react to his touch, pushing forwards a bit as she smiled down at him: right now, however, the last thing she wanted was to feel that pathetic lupine penis burrowing into her sex - bigger than normal or not, the wolf's size didn't matter when he obviously had no idea how to use it, despite the atrocities he'd committed in the past. But the look in Lone's eyes, and the way he wrapped an arm slowly up around her neck let her know he wanted something else, as bit more of his wolven member emerged, and she gazed at him with half-lidded eyes and nodded, figuring she could at least torture the wolf for a while if he really wanted oral sex... after all, there were plenty of ways to turn heaven into hell, if you were willing to play a bit dirty.

"Sure... I think it's only proper that I thank you, after all..." The female Drakkaren replied in a sensuous voice, but then carefully shrugged free of the wolf's groping hand, grinning a bit up at him as she said softly: "You just let me take care of you, hot stuff... and then we can get to me later, maybe."

"Ooh... you got it, babe..." Lone was all but drooling, as he shifted a bit so that his belly bulged less prominently and no longer covered the top of his sheath, the wolf panting slightly as he moved both hands to grip the female's head lightly, loving the feel of her smooth scales as she slid forwards. The heat of the hot tub and steam rising up around them only added to the wolf's bliss, as water dripped from his fur and made Cherry's scales shine wonderfully, and as Cherry gently squeezed his furry pouch, he felt himself quickly coming to erection, her other hand moving to toy lightly with his dangling testicles as he grunted quietly. He was already sure he wouldn't last that long, but... damn, was she good at what she did.

Slowly, Cherry lowered her muzzle to gently settle her lips around the wolf's sensitive cockhead, then she dragged lightly backwards, causing Lone to twitch and let out a quiet grunt, slumping a bit and using her like an armrest: something that irritated Cherry deeply. She was easily strong enough to support the fat wolf, but she didn't want to... so slowly, she slid her head back down as she felt Lone's knot push up out of his sheath, his firm cock throbbing as she rolled his testicles lightly in one hand before moving to delicately squeeze one, her other sliding up to gently play a finger against the bulge in the wolf's cock as she let her muzzle slide lightly along the lupine's member. Then, moving slowly, she opened her maw and passed the wolf's erect cock teasingly back and forth through it, making sure the only thing that so much as scratched the wolf's member was her tongue and ignoring the disgust she felt at her muzzle pressing against his flabby body.

The wolf bucked his hips and gave a quiet whine, but she quickly drew her head away before leaning down, nuzzling the wolf's testicles slowly and breathing out while trying to ignore the stench that greeted her. Then she quickly rose her muzzle, instead lapping her tongue teasingly over his knot as she continued to play slowly with his testicles with one hand, wondering internally what the wolf had soaked his balls in to make them reek so bad. Fortunately, the wolf was already sweating for her teasing and the heat, so hopefully his musk would cover up whatever it was if she had to go back down there.

Lone moaned quietly as Cherry leaned forwards and nipped gently at his knot, his eyes almost bulging as she toyed her tongue up his shaft. He was painfully hard, leaning on the female and his other hand reaching up to brush over his furry skull, panting quietly as Cherry teased and taunted him with his muzzle, and then he bucked again as she lapped slowly up the side of his shaft. He was breathless despite his pants, and couldn't find the will to do so much as to try and lean on her more to force her down on his cock... not that it would have done any good, anyway.

Cherry paused, then decided to play with the wolf some more: slowly, she tightened her grip around the lupine's waist, then moved forwards and dropped her head down the wolf's shaft, taking his firm cock into her muzzle and suckling back hard as she began to bob her head powerfully, letting her teeth bump against the lupine's knot the first time, then opening her maw a bit wider to take that in as well, taking in up to the wolf's sheath.

Her head jerked up and down as Lone let out a surprised, choked moan and instinctively began to rock back against her, the pleasure flooding his being with amazing power, his only thoughts a blissful wonder on exactly how he'd never managed to find this kind of ecstasy before with any other females, paws spasming under the shallow water. He slid forwards a bit, but Cherry moved the hand up that was fondling his testicles to rub over his stomach and edge him back to avoid him falling into the water, as she continued to jerk her head up and down his nine inches of meat, sealing her muzzle firmly around the cock and knot every time she drew her maw back up along his penis.

Lone could feel an indescribable bliss building in him, as ecstasy raced through his body and he bucked back against her as hard as he could, sending up small splashes of water with every movement of his body. The wolf gave another loud, broken moan of pleasure, his hands moving to settle firmly on the back of the female's skull as he thrusted up into her maw again and again... and then suddenly she stopped and drew back, and Lone released a loud whine as instead she simply kissed the side of his shaft and began to once more gently tease it with her muzzle.

She heard a weak, confused babble above her from the wolf, but then he only settled back, eyes clenched shut, panting hard as the bliss rolled over his body: his cock was stiff and hard, knot bulging and penis throbbing, but Cherry instead shifted to trace affections gently over the lupine's belly, one hand lightly sliding down to once more massage his testicles slowly as her other stayed tight around his waist. The wolf gave a distinct moan of ecstasy as his legs spasmed a bit, hands rubbing the back of her skull slowly... and then Cherry moved her attentions back to his penis, lapping slowly up one side and then turning her head to nip at his knot gently from the front, the wolf grunting and swaying a bit on his seat.

Again, he was in paradise, his shaft almost in pain from the pleasures of the female... and then she teasingly slid her muzzle down his length before opening her jaws wide and tilting her head to the side to take the wolf's entire member into her mouth in one quick, easy movement. The wolf moaned and bucked his hips weakly, but Cherry didn't begin to move: instead, she suckled gently back as she slowly rolled her tongue around the wolf's shaft and used that to massage teasingly along his cock.

Lone tried to thrust up into her muzzle, but Cherry easily moved up and down in time with him: the overall effect was no additional pleasure, but the wolf losing a bit more energy as he slumped over her and moaned softly again. Then, the female slowly drew her head away and went back to kissing along his shaft, continuing to easily tease along his firm penis before finally dragging her tongue slowly down the wolf's pink cock. He bucked against her lips lightly again, then she drew back and nuzzled his flabby stomach instead, instead squeezing and fondling his testicles slowly.

The wolf's mind was exploding with ecstasy, and he shifted again, panting hard and feeling his heart racing in his chest: despite the pleasure, it was pain now that was spreading through his system, and a weird but terrible discomfort. His penis ached horribly, as he tried to shift and gave another quiet whine; Cherry, however, ignored him and only returned to his penis to teasingly nip at the head of his cock, using her teeth to play along the pointed tip of his shaft. He shivered with bliss, then the female Drakkaren drew her head slowly up, looking down at his throbbing cock as she slowly reached a hand up to gently stroke up and down his hard penis, moving slowly from the bottom of his head to the top of his thick knot.

It was almost time to bring the wolf over the edge, and she grinned a bit to herself as she continued to almost idly stroke the wolf's penis, causing him to shudder and wheeze. The heat and steam was adding to the lupine's sexual pain, no doubt, as his entire body shook with his breaths and his limbs trembled as he rested on her, and his whines and moans were confused and oddly pained as much as pleasured. Adding in how out of shape the lupine was, and she guessed he probably felt like he'd run a marathon by now.

Slowly, she released his cock and instead rested her hand on his inner thigh, then she gently dropped her head down and kissed the tip of his hot, throbbing, and stiff penis: if only the wolf had more stamina and endurance, then he could actually be a good friendly fuck... and now slowly, she took his cock into her muzzle, and felt his hands gripping her skull tight as he moaned loudly and tilted his head backwards. She bobbed her head gently up and down a few times, testing the lupine, before she rose her muzzle and lightly lapped at the head of the wolf's shaft. Then she carefully shifted, moving off the bench around the top of the hot tub and instead into the shallow water, getting onto her knees and moving her hands gently to grip the wolf's hips, pushing his legs open as she continued to drag her tongue lightly along his fleshy penis.

Lone moaned hotly again as Cherry moved from beside him to his front, licking slowly from his knot to the head of his shaft, her hands massaging his inner thighs as his hands rubbed along her skull and squeezed gently against her temples, the wolf panting loudly. Then he let out a loud whine of bliss as Cherry slid her head forwards and took his entire length into her muzzle, beginning a rapid bobbing up and down the wolf's nine inch shaft, her chin lightly bumping into his testicles and nose pushing into his flabby stomach as moved her head up and down his length.

She didn't bother drawing the wolf's pleasure out: instead, she speeded up her bobbing, the wolf's knot pushing between her lips with every shove of her head forwards. The wolf bucked his hips in reply, whining between his teeth as his ears laid back, but unable to do more than a weak thrusting that caused the bubbling water of the hot tub to slosh and ripple. He felt his orgasm, so long restrained, now rising with unstoppable power, but there was a pain tingling in with the ecstasy that was both exotic and terrible. He felt strangely controlled by the movements of the female, as she worked her muzzle up and down his penis, engulfing his entire length again and again as the heat made him feel drunk and stupid, nausea rolling through his stomach from the thumping of his heart at the exertion he felt through his body.

Cherry moved faster and harder, the water splashing around her as she burrowed the lupine penis into her muzzle again and again, hammering her muzzle down the wolf's length over and over. She could feel him stiffening up as he moaned loudly again, his fingers clutching into her skull as his moan turned to a whine. He began to buck faster and harder, still barely able to control his body as he thrusted into her maw, feeling his shaft stiffening up painfully and a rising sensation in his testicles as a single thought entered his mind, a single deep need as he forced himself to stare down at her hungrily.

The female Drakkaren felt his hands pushing at her forehead, and she let him shove her back, only needing to look up at his drooling maw once to know what he wanted to do. She quickly reached up and grasped his hot member, then began to stroke it rapidly, murring as she tilted her head and asked in a sensuous voice: "You wanna shoot all over me, hot stuff?"

Lone barely managed a nod and a whine as he leaned back, grabbing the edge of the hot tub tightly, heart hammering in his chest: despite the show of domination, of ownership he wanted to show over her, Cherry was still easily dominating and controlling him without the wolf even knowing it, as she moved her hand rapidly up and down his pink, hot shaft. Finally, the wolf arched his back and let out a loud yip, whining in what was almost agony as the Drakkaren felt his shaft stiffen up under her hand.

The first blast of seed was almost impressive: it shot over her face and head, then was followed by another short burst of semen that splattered along her muzzle: as Cherry continued to milk the moaning wolf who felt both pleasure and pain rollicking through his body at the orgasm, she quickly jerked his shaft down and leaned forwards, taking the rest of the wolf's seed into his muzzle as she bobbed her head up and down his cock rapidly, putting one hand against his flabby stomach and rocking her head firmly back and forth, ignoring the wolf's short, useless thrusts as her chin bumped against his testicles again and again.

He slowed after only a few seconds more of thrusting, the lupine panting hard and sliding down a bit against the back of the hot tub, and Cherry swallowed the few pathetic droplets of semen Lone had released, licking the inside of her muzzle and tasting the bitterness of the lupine's seed. She smiled up at him, but the show went to naught: Lone was instead panting hard, wheezing painfully with his eyes clenched shut, his whole body trembling and his chest almost visibly thumping with the hard beats of his heart. So instead, she let a vicious grin surface on her features before she quickly washed her face and the curve of her scaled head off, removing the lupine's semen from her with a few quick scrubs of her palm before glancing up at him again and cooing idly: "Ooh, Lone... was it as wonderful for you as you made it for me?" A pause, as she examined his face and the wolf's heaving body, and then she tilted her head and did her best to disguise her amusement and disgust as she asked in a gentle voice: "Ooh, are you recovering from that massive orgasm you just had?"

"Ye... yeah..." Lone stammered weakly, then the wolf leaned up and clawed at the button to raise the curtains around the hot tub before he got to his feet and slumped against the side, leaning heavily on the edge of the hot tub and continuing to pant violently. His lungs, his entire body ached with surprising agony, and he felt far beyond fatigued... for a few moments his vision swam, then he leaned over the edge of the tub and coughed several times, retching once but managing to avoid throwing up.

Cherry stood and rubbed a hand in light circles against his back, looking at the wolf with near pity and slight bemusement: after all, if the wolf had a heart attack or keeled over dead, it would sorta be her fault and Zerrex wouldn't really be all too happy with her. She didn't think that Lone was so out of shape though... but it confirmed her and Zerrex's private worries that all Lone had done was some stupid diet or whatnot to get his belly bulge down, or maybe even resorted to liposuction or some other ridiculous method of getting rid of his flab without having to actually work.

Then he slowly climbed out of the hot tub, and Cherry followed as the wolf hammered at the button on the side of the machine to turn it off: then, slowly, Lone staggered around the pool, apparently not caring that he was naked as he gripped around his stomach with one hand, calling weakly over his shoulder between pants: "I'll... meet you inside... Cherry..."

Even breathing hurt... it was like burning hot air was being pumped into his nostrils and lungs as his chest heaved and he did his best to walk normally, not realizing that he was staggering almost drunkenly. His eyes leaked tears as his mouth gaped open and leaked drool, body throbbing with agony as he made his way slowly towards the changing shacks so he could throw his normal clothes back on and just... sit down and wait out his pounding heart and aching lungs...

Cherry watched him with distaste, then shrugged and paused to adjust her bathing suit... or what she was already beginning to think of as 'the few tight pieces of cloth covering her sex places.' She winced a bit, then headed back towards the kitchen, shaking her body vigorously, then muttering and pausing in front of the door to adjust her bikini and top once more before pulling it open and looking at one of the nearest servants. "Hey, can you get me a towel, please?"

"Sure!" The squirrel quickly dashed off, and the female Drakkaren realized the others in the room were staring at her. She paused, glanced around at them all, then coughed and blushed a bit, grinning slightly as she rubbed the back of her head slowly.

"I know it's kinda dainty..." another pause, then a glance over her shoulder towards the open door of the shack Lone had fled into, and then a look back at the others as she realized why they were staring. "Oh, well. Him. He just takes... a certain kind of persuasion sometimes. And if you do it right, well... you can own any man you want."

The maids smiled, and the one male butler that remained in the kitchen snorted amusedly and said mildly: "Great. Am I ever anxious to hear that secret." It got a laugh from the others, and then they turned back to preparing supper as the squirrel returned with a large, fluffy towel, handing it over to Cherry with a deep blush.

"Thanks." The Drakkaren smiled warmly at the squirrel, then reached out and gave the young male a firm slap on the rear as he turned to head back to his duties, making him squeak and the others laugh. Then she carefully began to dry herself off, rubbing over her shining scales with a sigh of pleasure as she closed her eyes and smiled to herself, rolling her shoulders before she let it hang easily around her neck. Then she walked quickly through the kitchen, brushing her feet lightly off on the mat just inside before walking easily over the tiled floor and then into the next hall, moving up towards the wolf's room once more.