A Very Collie Christmas (SS Project)
A Very Collie Christmas By Drake Valdor For S P Spikey Pete
Warning: This story contains female on female, anthro, heat, some resistance, and so on. You have been warned!
Outside, snow covered the previously green grass. Winter had taken hold of this small town, and everyone was in the Christmas mood. It was, after all, Christmas Eve. The sky was bright and the sun was beaming down, though it wasn't producing much heat. Of course, there was plenty of heat in the back seat of the small sedan. A Shetland Sheepdog girl, appearing to be around 20 years of age in human years, sat in the back seat with her head against the window. Her fur, though ruffled and dirty, was a beautiful mix of black, orange, and white, with the white being on her chin and chest. She wore nothing, as all anthros did under ownership of humans, her fairly robust chest and nipples exposed for any and all to see. Her body was slender, and her breath fogged up the window as they pulled in. They were here, the place she loved most: The Groomers. The groomers was really more of a pet shop that also offered grooming. It was where she could get her hair washed, brushed, trimmed, and her nails manicured. She loved it. Her tail started wagging as her master, a young man in his thirties, opened the door for her. She jumped out, a leash being attached instantly to the red collar around her neck. He moved forward, walking on two legs toward the door, her paw pads leaving little imprints in the snow as she walked. "Hello, my dear!" The man behind the counter yelled as they walked in, directing his attention directly to her. "My my, someone needs to be groomed!" It was true. She was quite dirty, and her hair a bit on the matted side. Winter does that to a Shetland. She wagged her tail happily, a smile coming across her lips, though she didn't speak. Her face had a very feminine form to it, even if it was mostly canine. "I'll be back in a couple of hours, Kelly..." Her master told her, giving her a scratch behind the ears before handing the leash to the man, who nodded on taking it. When the owner left, she was taken to the back of the store. Through a sliding glass door, the sounds of the groomers filled the air...water pouring on a dog, hair dryers running, and the girls who worked their laughing. She was walked over to a tub, where she gladly climbed in and stood, on all fours, for the woman who was pulling up a chair to wash her. Her collar was removed, and the wash began. The warm, soapy water felt so good on her skin. Everything here was a relief from the week of heat she had been suffering. She hadn't satisfied herself in a few days, making the buildup even worse, but this was very relaxing. She let out a soft sigh as her fur was drenched, matting it to her lithe frame, suds oozing off of her and into the tub below. The bather worked her fingers into the fur, giving her skin a massage, adding to the wonderful experience. The fingers slowly moved down her back, over her tail, down her legs...everywhere. She even got up under her tail, rubbing soft circles on both her tail hole and her more tender opening, causing her to whimper softly. She wanted so badly for the human to continue, but she knew it wouldn't happen. "Okay sweetie..." The female's grating voice came, speaking to Kelly. "Now I'm going to brush you, then I'll give you a rinse." The girl nodded, leaning back into the brush as she felt it moving down her back repeatedly. Knots and tangles melted away in the wires of the brush, as did any minor itches she had. Every part of her body was brushed expertly, until there were no mats or tangles remaining. Then, as promised, the warm water came again, warming her up after a bit of a cold spell during the brush. The soap washed off, moving down the tub and into the drain. Eventually, she was completely clean...but not very dry. "Alright you." The woman said again, offering a hand to help her out of the tub. She took it and stepped onto the cold tile. "Into the warm room to dry." Her tail wagged ever so slightly as she followed the woman to a door, which when opened, revealed one other dog, a Collie. Kelly was intrigued...she was beautiful. Even though she was drenched, her face was even more slender than Kelly's, and her frame was a bit smaller, though her hair had a bit more poof to it. Similar in markings, but a bit lighter, the Collie was something to behold. Kelly had never been attracted to a female, but it appeared there really was a first time for everything. With a small nudge, the woman pushed Kelly in and closed the door. The room was very warm, meant to dry off the anthro women. There were always two to a room, for sake of company and space. Kelly walked over to the Collie, who appeared a bit skittish. Giving a sniff to the air, Kelly's eyes went wide...she was in heat too. Her cold nose moved down, approaching the new girl's belly, until she was sniffing at her crotch. The Collie turned her head away shyly, feeling the nose on her currently tender slit. She did, however, return the sniffing, smelling down in the same area. Once she was done, the Shetland decided what she wanted. She wanted relief, and she wanted it now. She put her paws on the Collie's slightly smaller breasts, pushing her back gently into the wall and kneeling down. She sniffed lightly, taking in the scent of the female's crotch. She leaned in and gave a gentle lick, her canine tongue dragging it's length over the moist, warm slot, causing the Collie to shutter. Kelly smiled, giving it another lick. Her head moved gently, back and forth, licking and tasting, until finally the Collie gave in. Kelly eased her down, laying on top of her and licking her slit over and over, moving so her own slit was in reach for the Collie, who gave a tentative taste. She sniffed again, then began to lick as well. The room began to fill with small sounds. A variety of soft whimpers, moans, and whines flew about as the females enjoyed the taste, and relief, of one another, both beginning to moisten quite quickly. Remaining in the same position, Kelly raised her paw up and tickled at the hole with a pawed finger, making the Collie moan again. She grinned and pushed, forcing the finger inward. The other repeated the action, and they both slowly began to move in and out, the smell of one another overwhelming. Feeling herself growing closer at the Collie's touches, Kelly finally moved. She sat up, taking the girl off guard, and pulled her into her lap. Now chest to chest, with the Collie in Kelly's lap, Kelly reached down and pressed her finger into her once again, other paw groping lustfully on the girl's breast, squeezing and rotating. The Collie arched her back letting out a low howl, reaching down to press a finger into Kelly as well, panting. While she would have loved too, she was too overwhelmed to grope at Kelly the same way...she was going to lose it. After only a few moments, Kelly, too, felt herself on the verge. She arched back and moaned out loud, cringing and shuttering as she finally came, the first release in what felt like forever, whole body clenching and writhing upon the Collie's finger. Following suit, the other girl began to moan out loud, panting and grinding on the finger as she came too. Unlike the Shetland, though, she squirted, causing liquid to come out onto Kelly's paw. As the pace slowed, Kelly grinned softly at the smaller girl, who returned a sheepish smile of her own. The removed their fingers, and instead embraced one another, holding each other close. After only a moment, the groomer returned. "Come on girls, you should be dry by now!" She said, smiling. The girls stood, wagging their tails gently. There was no way the groomer knew what happened, unless she heard the noises, which was unlikely with all the noise in the shop. As they left the room, they held paws, smiling as they walked. It was mostly true, their fur was dry all over, except between their legs, and on their paws. Standing in the shop door stood Kelly's master, who had a smile on his face. "You look much better!" He said of her shiny, clean fur. "Who's this?" The Shetland looked over, giving the Collie a lick. Her owner chuckled. "She's one of the shop pups." The groomer answered. "She was in for her weekly bath before going back to the sales floor." The owner scratched his gruff chin, then smirked. "Would you like a new friend for Christmas, Kelly?" The female grew excited, wagging her tail fast and nodding ferociously, causing another laugh to escape the owner. "Alright then, we'll take her home too." They walked out of the shop, all together, and through the store. After paying, the three left, together, in the same small car. Tomorrow would be a Christmas to remember. After all, Kelly was still due a few more days worth of heat, and now, she had a friend she could share it with.
This was a story written for S P for the Secret Santa program, run by my friend Chase! I hope you like it, S P. Sorry if it seems short and to the point, but I don't have much experience with f/f pairings, so I did my best!