The Furry Odd Couple

Story by Skunk3d on SoFurry

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#1 of The Furry Odd Couple


Chapter 1: Welcome to the Jungle

Written by Zeros a.k.a. Skunk3d

[An alarm clock goes off.] BbbbbbBBbbbbbuuUuuzzZZzzz...

A sleeping skunkette squirms around in bed an attempt to ignore the incredibly annoying sound of the alarm, but it's no use...Kimberly yawns, stretches slightly, and presses down the snooze button. After turning over under the comforter, she was fully relaxed again and without much effort, ripped a long-winded blast of gas under the covers that nestled in without waking her...followed by a few smaller, quieter puffs. The alarm clock went off again and popped the skunkgirl out of her dream ad she responded by slamming down on the clock with her palm, disabling it. She moaned a bit and dragged the sheets of her bed off of her body and her nostrils were greeted with her own brand of foul, skunky morning stink.

"Uggh...I can't believe I did that... Oh well, at least it got me up..." She uncurled her body from the furry ball she was in, stretched once more, and place her feet on the floor. She waved her paw in front of her face and said "I'll make the bed later...best to let it air out for a while..."

Her room was a complete mess...a disaster area. Besides all sorts of various unwashed clothing all over the floor, there was junk covering her dresser, a discarded pizza box on the nightstand, and a greater number of remotes controls hanging out of an open drawer than she had electronics. Her living conditions perfectly paralleled her personality.

Kimberly drifted her way over to the kitchen to pour herself a cup of coffee. All she had on was a white tank-top and very short, tight jogging pants, a past-time she hadn't engaged herself in for some time. She wore them never-the-less just because she knew they'd show off her well-toned skunky ass. She poured herself a cup of coffee from the pot without bothering to brew a fresh batch. It was cold since it had been sitting there for who knows how long, so she tossed it into the microwave for a few spins. She put the cup up to her lips and just as she went to take a sip...there was a noise at the front door of her apartment. It wasn't knocking, but more of a rattling at the doorknob. The knob shook violently back and forth, there was a click noise, and the door began to slowly and softly swing open... Kimberly reacted in kind, jumped out from behind the kitchen table, dropped the cup of coffee, grabbed the back of her shorts with that hand ready to yank them down, and pointed her ass at the door while she held a chair for balance...

"Put that thing away..." commanded the voice at the door.

"Oh, it's only you... Don't scare a girl like that, especially a skunk for crying out loud... You could have just knocked, you know..." Kimberly uttered while panting heavily.

"Your rent is now two months over due and I believe I've been lenient enough on the matter. And by the way, you had better clean up that mess..." Kimberly's eyes met those of the landlord and he was staring at the shattered cup and spilled coffee.

"I'm good for my half, but you know I've had trouble looking for a new roommate. Just...uhh...give me until the end of the week. I'll come up with your money" she said with a very innocent smile across her face.

"You have forty eight hours. Got it?" he said as he slammed the door behind him. Kimberly let out a great sigh and walked back to her room, which still smelled utterly toxic.

She lifted her arms up over her head and pulled the tank top from her body, which gave her large, furry, braless breasts a perky bounce as she tossed the shirt to the floor. She lowered her tail and pulled her jogging shorts down to the ground, revealing a sexy pair of panties with lace trimmings along the edges. They were all black with the exception of two white striped down the back, outlining her rump nicely. Kimberly placed her hands on her hips and stared at herself voluptuously in a mirror that was lying at angle against the wall. "Damn. I should just leave the apartment and go to work like this. It's a crime I have to cover all this up in public..." She ravaged through her closet, which was scattered with tons of clothing, shoes, and handbags before pulling out her hairdresser uniform and a bra. It was a tight fitting, black, short sleeve shirt with a white collar and white sleeve endings. The bottom of the outfit was a very tight pair of black pants, which she slipped around her tail, and covered in the front by a white apron tied at the waist. "Oh yeah, gotta do my hair..." she said as she put her hands in her long, luxurious hair and tossed it up in the air while shaking her head back and forth gently. It fell down into place. "Perfect" she announced to herself. She tossed on a pair of black boots that also looked like high heels and locked the apartment behind her as she left.

She made it to work just on time and punched in. Kimberly was the only skunk at work and she knew the other furs were jealous of her good looks. A reddish-brown foxgirl and a female bunny greeted Kimberly as she walked past. "Hey Natalie, hey Amanda. Another day, another dollar" Kimberly said with false enthusiasm to her co-workers.

She walked up to her chair and took the next appointment, a rather hefty chipmunk with messy chestnut colored hair. "Just style it so I look like uhh...what's her name...that famous fur from that exciting drama series..." she told Kimberly. She had no idea what style the chipmunk was asking for, but began to cut anyway because she was far too pre-occupied about finding a roommate. The events of the past week or so began to flood her mind.

Kimberly had placed an ad in the local paper about two weeks earlier and had already gone through a bunch of different attempts at finding the perfect roommate. She had told her boss at the beginning of those two weeks that she would be taking time off to look for someone to live with and was excused. At the time and as a rarity, she "cleaned" up her apartment in an attempt not to scare any of them off at first glance. It still wasn't the neatest looking place in town, but it was bearable. The first potential roomy that showed up at her doorstep was an otter.

Kimberly opened her apartment door and introduced herself with "Step on in, my name is Kimberly" and flashed her award-winning smile.

"Oh, hi, I'm Natasha..."

Everything seemed to be going all right for a while. Natasha was quiet and perky, but quite a shy girl. Later in the day, the girls ate dinner. It was seafood take out only because Natasha suggested it and Kimberly wanted to feel like a gracious host. Immediately, you could hear the otter crunching and chewing her food with her back teeth. It was a loud grinding noise that simply wouldn't stop. Kimberly could already feel that this wasn't going to end well. She played it off that it was because Natasha was eating fish and decided to sleep on it. Kimberly was rudely awakened the next morning to a *chomp* *chomp* *teeth grind* *chomp*. She put her pillow over her ears, but it was of no use and didn't drown out the noise. The day dragged on and it seemed that all Natasha did was order fish, so the apartment stunk of it and was accompanied by lots of chewing. The otter, her fish, and her horribly loud chewing had to go! Kimberly didn't want to hurt her feelings and tell her she had to go because of her chewing, but she had a devious thought by the end of the day. She knew she couldn't spray the otter because she was only being herself, but she did realize that she had to stink her out and that only left one option, which first required a bit of preparation. That night, before bed, Kimberly made herself a nice sandwich that dripped of eggs. She loved the taste of eggs, but knew very well that they didn't agree with her stomach. In the middle of the night, half asleep, Natasha made her way to the kitchen for a glass of water. "What is that awful smell?" remarked the otter as she past the stove. She held her nose and went back to her room.

The apartment only had one restroom and it was in-between the two rooms. Each room had a door that led to this restroom and could be locked only from the inside on either side without the key. The skunkette woke up in the middle of the night with a bad tummy-ache just as she had planned. She scurried on her tiptoes and locked the door behind her. "Hmm...this should do" she said quietly to herself as she grabbed the hand towel and placed it on the floor. She blocked the small opening that led to her room with the towel and looked through the keyhole into Natasha's room to find her sound asleep and gnawing on her pillow. The skunk's gut rumbled and Kimberly placed her paw on her chest. "I'm getting rid of that fish smell once and for all..." she said as she pulled down her panties, bent over with her furry white ass to the door, and placed her tail-hole over the keyhole. With the smallest push, she began to pump her gas pain right into her roommate's quarters. It was mostly silent with a slight squealing every so often. On and off, though mostly on, and for about six minutes Kimberly unleashed this wickedly rotten egg scented fart into her unsuspecting guest's room with a great sign of relief written across her face. "Ahhh...much better" she cooed as she silenced that deadly wind. She finished in the bathroom after having a tinkle and pushing out the rest of her dinner. She washed up, put the towel back, and returned to bed.

The next morning, Kimberly woke up to refreshed, emptied, and ready to tackle the day. Natasha crawled out of bed and dragged herself to the kitchen and sat with Kimberly at the kitchen table. "You don't look so good...didn't sleep well?" the skunk asked innocently enough.

"Not a wink...I think someone left out some milk or there's an egg that's fallen behind the radiator...All I know is some putrid stench kept me up all night and I could even smell it from under the covers" replied the otter.

"Oh! That was me! That happens every morning. I think doctors recommend that you get it out of your system early in the morning," she explained to Natasha.

"Every morning...?" asked the repulsed otter. Kimberly nodded to her roommate with a sweet smile on her face. Natasha continued "Well, in that case, I don't think this is going to work out between us."

"Oh, that's too bad, I thought you were the one for sure" Kimberly said as she lied through her teeth.

Later in the afternoon, the next candidate for a roommate appeared at the door. He was a tall porcupine who looked about twice as old as Kimberly. "H-hi, I'm John. I h-heard there was space available to rent" he said with a stutter. Kimberly was waiting for him to step in, but instead there was more of an awkward silence. "I'm recently divorced and my wife kicked me out..." he felt he needed to say. Kimberly escorted him into the apartment, gave him a quick tour, and they got to know each other a bit more after chatting for an hour or two. John was a real-estate agent, but not a very good one, which may have been the reason his wife divorced him. He was also very nervous, jumpy, and on the paranoid side. Kimberly wasn't looking for a male roommate, but he didn't seem like the kind of guy who went after relationships often or even dated and she snickered to herself at the thought of this guy possibly still being a virgin.

Kimberly ran a shower for herself and told John to make himself at home. He was essentially the perfect roommate. He had a career, there was no sexual tension between them, and he didn't seem to mind her habits of not putting things away and making a mess of the place. The soapy skunk focused on washing for a good twenty minutes and couldn't overhear the porcupine pacing around the apartment. She dried herself with a towel, put on her pajamas, and stepped into the hallway barefoot. Only a few steps toward her room did she feel a sharp pain in her foot. "Owwww! What was that!?" she shouted. She made her way toward the hallway light switch and flicked it on, but not before stepping on more sharp objects. "Ow! Ow! Ow! OW!" With the lights on, she learned that this new roommate was shedding his quills and had done so all over the apartment! John couldn't help but hear the commotion, opened his door and stuck his head out at the skunk that was holding her foot with one hand and leaning against the wall with the other.

"Oh...I'm so sorry. I-I think I'm going through what they call a 'mid-life crisis" he said.

Kimberly looked at him with her mouth slightly ajar. "What the hell? You're worse than a damn Christmas tree two weeks after the holidays over! I'm going to have to ask you to leave" she said as she pointed to the door. The porcupine held his head down and proceeded out the door. For the first time in her life, Kimberly had to sweep and it showed. "Wow, I have a broom closet" she said, shocked by the sight. She finished her sweeping and wiped the back of her hand against her brow. "Phew, I hope I never have to do that again..."

So far, she wasn't having any luck getting her new roommate and tuckered out for the night. No one showed up for a few days after John and she was actually pretty happy about it. Finally about three days later she heard some knocking on her door. She took a look through the peephole of her door. Standing there was a monkey. Kimberly hated the thought of a monkey roommate with every fiber of her being simply because they were known to carry all sorts of critters in their fur. She only wanted one new roommate...not ten thousand. She opened the door and was greeted by the prime ape. "Hi, are you Kim? The one who's looking for a roomma-"

She abruptly cut him off mid sentence with "No. I'm Kimberly and I've already found someone." She shut the door in his face and went back into the apartment.

Later in the day, there was more knocking on her door. "Oh, it had better not be that monkey again" she thought to herself. She took another gander through the peephole and noticed a white furred seal standing there. Like with John, they introduced themselves and spent the day together. Kimberly was simply happy that it was anything but than a monkey at that point. "If you don't mind, Kimberly, I'm just going to make myself at home and have a nice hot shower."

Both newly acquainted girls got to sleep rather quickly that night. The next morning, Kimberly woke up to use the restroom only to find the door locked and the sound of a shower being used. The whole day went by and the girls simply chatted away about rent money, rules, and regulations. Kimberly didn't seem to find any quarrels with the new roommate. Just before bed, the skunkette decided to take a shower only to find the seal locked away with the water running. "I can't believe she's in there again" she thought. Angry, Kimberly knocked on the door. "Hey, I'd like to use the shower too, you know..." A sound muffled by the door and over streaming water came through "All right, I'll only be another five minutes."

Another twelve minutes went by and Kimberly could still hear the water running so she knocked on the door again. The sound of the faucet turning off could be heard and a seal in a towel opened the door. "I think there's still some hot water if you want to use it now" she said as she went into her own room to change. The skunk stepped into the steamy shower and turned the water on. It was hot for all of about two minutes, and then became freezing cold. Kimberly squealed in shock and stomped her feet while quickly turning off the water. Dripping wet and nude, she opened the door to her new roommate's room and waited for the seal to face her. The seal almost stumbled back at the sight of the nude skunk and asked "U-uhhh...need s-something?"

Kimberly turned around and bent over, exposing her tail-hole. "Oh, I'll give you a reason to take a shower..." she said as two nipples, the size of q-tip heads, emerged from her rear. Her target barely had enough time to move, yet alone run away before being doused from head to toe in yellowy oil that reeked to high heaven. Now, both furs were just as wet as one another. "Ugh...that revolting smell...what is that!?" Kimberly replied while she held her nose "Well, that's you. You better run to your own place and take a shower...with tomato sauce!" she cackled. The seal grabbed her stuff and ran out of the apartment as fast as she could.

"Hey! What are you doing!?" said an oddly familiar voice. Kimberly popped out of her day dream. "What did you do to my hair?!" angrily asked the chipmunk. The skunk had no idea she was cutting one side way too short and with a quick and witty comeback told the customer "Oh, you look fabulous! It's all the rage in Hollywood! All of the models are doing it. Haven't you heard?" She cut the other side just as short and made an attempt to even it out. Natalie and Amanda stopped what they were doing and looked in Kimberly's direction, both were dumbfounded. The wide ride of a chipmunk struggled out of the barber's chair as she stood up to get a look at her new style. All eyes were on the chipmunk. "I...absolutely love it!" she cheered. "Phew..." thought everyone in the salon. The chipmunk waddled herself out of the place with a smile on her fat face.

The end of the work day filed down and the girls punched out for the day. "Gee Kimberly that was a close call today. We don't want to lose you" said the bunny. The fox chimed in and said "Yeah and don't you like...kinda need this money for like your apartment rent? How's that going anyway? Heard you like need a roommate or something..." Kimberly lowered her eyelids at them and made her way home.

When she arrived home, Kimberly untied her apron and tossed it on the couch and sat next to the pile of clothes and on top of other articles of clothing. Before she could even take a breather there was a soft knock on the door. She dragged herself back up off the couch and answered the door without bothering to check the peephole. As the door opened, it slowly revealed a familiar feline face. It took about two seconds to sink in, which seemed like forever, but they both smiled widely and hugged one another. "Kat!" said the excited skunk. "

Spots!" replied the peppery feline. Kimberly took on a puzzling look and asked her old friend "Spots?" as she swung her tail around and pointed at the stripes. "Yeah, back in high school, everyone used to call you that because you used to sleep with everyone in all the spots on school grounds...Don't you remember?" Kimberly blushed and replied "Liar! Heh heh...I know..." "Now get your calico behind inside now and explain what you're doing here!" She let Kat go in first and spoke as she went in. "Welcome to the jungle."

To be continued...

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