Ch. 3 - Downs and Ups
#4 of The Flash
Things get a bit worse for Alex, but a new game helps her forget her troubles
Jen sighed as she exited the bus in front of the mall. Public transportation was massively inconvenient, but that was what she had been reduced to since the Flash. Only the largest of SUVs was likely to accommodate her eight-foot height, which certainly ruled out her own sub-compact or even Alex's somewhat larger wagon. Even on the city bus she had to crouch in the back since she couldn't fit in the closely-spaced seats. Honestly, she was lucky that there was any way at all for her to get to the mall from campus, but it was still a shame to lose the freedom a car of your own offers.
She paused in front of the doors to the shopping center to stretch her legs and wings, which were sore from being cramped on the bus. Her wings could fold to a deceptively small size when she chose, so when she extended them fully to several feet on either side of her she attracted a fair bit of attention. Even in a world newly full of oddities, it was a treat to see a dragon show off.
With her wings relaxed to a more manageable size, Jen walked through the tall automatic doors and located the directory shortly inside. Having only been to this mall once before, she didn't know exactly where her target store was. As she searched the map, she felt a light tug on her tail. Turning in confusion, she looked down and saw a young boy trying to get her attention. She crouched down as much as she could to get closer, but still towered over him. "Hey kiddo, what can I do for you?"
The boy looked tremendously excited to talk to her. "Are you a dinosaur?" he asked.
"No, I'm a dragon," she explained, "We're much cooler than dinosaurs."
"Awesome!" the child exclaimed, "Can you breathe fire?"
"Of course. All dragons breathe fire. We can fly, too," Jen added, spreading her wings a bit for emphasis. During this last exchange, she noticed a woman who looked like the child's mother approaching. The exhausted parent collected the boy and quickly apologized to Jen.
"I'm sorry if he disturbed you. He suddenly got this excited look and ran off. I can't keep up with him," the woman said. It was clear she wasn't entirely comfortable to be talking to the large dragon.
"No problem at all," Jen assured her, "It's always fun talking to kids. And to be honest, I was kind of afraid my appearance would scare people." The woman was eyeing the large talons on Jen's hands and feet as she finished.
"Yes, I can understand that. Um, thanks for talking to my son." She paused briefly, seeming to have an internal debate. Apparently curiosity won over her apprehension, as she whispered to Jen so the boy couldn't hear, "Can you really breathe fire?"
The dragon chuckled, and whispered back, "No, of course not." The woman seemed to relax a little. "Only red dragons can do that," Jen continued, "Silver dragons like me control lightning. Would you like to see?" She shot the woman a sharp-toothed grin.
"Er, no thank you, we really have to be going," the woman said, backing away slightly, "Thank you anyway." Mother and son quickly moved away, and Jen caught the boy complaining that he wanted to play with the dragon some more.
Jen laughed as she returned her attention to the directory. She knew the stunt was juvenile, but it was too much fun to mess with people. It was hard to believe she had been afraid to even leave her room that first day. The store she wanted turned out to be just down the hall so she set off.
As she entered the pet store, a male employee gave her a suspicious look. Jen had received her share of such looks in the past few weeks and pointedly ignored him. She turned to look at a cage of rabbits on her right. There were several of the animals in the cage, but they were all crowded against the far side, staring at her. As she tried to puzzle out their behavior, the clerk came up to her.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but we have a new policy. We can't sell rabbits to hybrids any more," he said.
Jen gave him a withering look. "I'm not here for lunch, but I am wondering why they're all bunched together like that."
The clerk laughed at her, "Perhaps because to them you are an exceptionally large predator?"
"Oh. That makes sense," Jen said sheepishly. She excused herself and walked over to the dog supplies. She was pleased to find they had exactly what she wanted: a shortish, black leather leash. She had neglected to purchase one when she had ordered some other "supplies" from the internet, and wanted to make sure she was prepared when the rest arrived. She carried her selection to the counter and smiled back at the bubbly cashier who was manning it.
"Good choice," the girl said, "What kind of dog do you have?" She scanned the leash and gave Jen the total.
"Oh, I don't have a dog. This is for my girlfriend," Jen replied, handing over her cash.
"A gift then. What kind of dog does she have?" the cashier asked as she counted out the change.
"She doesn't have any pets either," the dragon noted cryptically. She pocketed her change and turned to leave. "Thanks."
"Have a nice day!" the confused girl called from behind the counter. Then what was the leash for? she thought.
Meanwhile, back on campus, Alex's day was rapidly going downhill. She was in the middle of a physics test, which she should have been easily acing, except that her concentration was elsewhere. She had stopped at the campus coffee shop before class for a large latte to help her keep alert for the early test, but she hadn't fully considered the side effects. Thus she now sat with her right leg twitching up and down as an increasing need to pee pulled more attention away from the test.
Dammit, she thought, I should have known this would happen, but it's never come on so fast before. Two minutes ago she was fine, but she now was feeling an urgent need to leave the room. Instead of calculating the interactions of magnetic waves, Alex was mapping the shortest path she could take to the toilet. She was just starting to consider rushing the final few problems when she felt a sudden twinge in her bladder followed quickly by a warm dampness around her crotch.
"No...," she said softly as the wet feeling spread through her absorbent underwear. Her pencil fell out of her hand and she bowed her head as tears filled her eyes. Of course, this was far from Alex's first accident, but the rest had come while she was asleep or after some sudden shock. Never before had she known she had to go and suddenly been unable to hold it. Recently, she had been hitting the toilet almost every hour in an until-now successful effort to keep dry during the day, but unfortunately her behavior had also masked a slow decrease in her control, a situation she had been dreading since the first day she had changed.
Alex noticed her quiet sobs were beginning to attract attention, mostly from the girl beside her. The other girl kept glancing over at her, as frequently as she dared without risking an accusation of cheating. It was clear to the skunk girl that she wasn't going to properly complete the test, and she really wanted to get changed. She suddenly stood up and carried the incomplete test to the front, before turning and running from the room, grabbing her bag on the way out. That her violent exit attracted far more attention than a subtle movement would have was completely lost to her in her rush.
The skunkette burst into the bathroom and stormed into her usual stall, slamming the door shut behind her. She was getting far too intimate with this room. From her frequent visits before and after class, to occasional changes after wetting, to the time she'd been forced to masturbate in this very stall. However, none of that could compare to the embarrassment she had just experienced. Not only had she wet herself in the middle of class, but she had received final confirmation that she was doomed to a future with no bladder control, just like the character she had written about a month and a half ago, the night of the Flash.
Despite the tears running down her face and the depression building within her, the sensation of wetness wrapping her lower torso was still her primary concern. Alex had never gotten used to the unpleasant feeling, and she was desperate to get clean. She dropped her pants and sat upon the toilet to dig a new absorbent undergarment from her bag. As she stepped out of the one she had soaked and rolled it up, she received her second major shock of the day. There was a large wet spot on either thigh of her shorts. She had leaked, almost certainly while sitting in her chair in the classroom. Combined with her early and rather obvious exit, it was probable that everyone in the room knew about her problem. How long until the entire campus heard that the resident skunk girl had wet herself in class?
She sagged down on the seat and sobbed into her hands. This was too much for her. She may get off on humiliation in other contexts, but something this public was too big, too real. She cried alone in the bathroom for several minutes before gathering herself. Staying in the bathroom all day was not an option, especially with both dry and damp incontinence supplies scattered around her. The spots on her shorts had dried to just slight discolorations, so she got dressed and dried her eyes. As she was about to exit the bathroom, she nearly collided with another girl. To Alex's shock, she recognized the girl as the one who sat next to her in physics class.
"Oh hey," the girl said, "I was hoping you'd still be here. You left so quick, I was worried about you. What happened?"
Alex was reluctant to share, but was encouraged by the fact that this girl seemed concerned rather than amused. "Y-you saw me leave?" she asked, her ears turning red in shame.
"Yeah, a lot of people did. It was pretty dramatic"
"Were they...laughing at me?" Alex inquired, afraid of hearing confirmation of that element of her nightmare.
"Laughing? What, do you think you're still in high school? Hell, no. Tomorrow, nobody's even going to remember that it happened," the girl explained with a chuckle. "But seriously, are you ok? It seems odd that you'd get something awesome like a hybrid change, but still...you know."
Alex sighed in relief. "Yeah...that and the skunkiness showed up together. I didn't exactly want either one. It's a long story."
"Do you want to share? You're always so quiet and sad, it might help to talk about it," the girl said. "Oh, my name's Kate, by the way."
"I'd prefer not to talk about how this happened again. It's pretty embarrassing. And I'm Alex."? "Alex? Like the guy who dropped--Oh my God, that was you! You used to be a dude!" Kate exclaimed. "Now I have to hear this story one day. I suppose that explains why you're so mopey sometimes, even though I've heard the people who turned fuzzy are usually happy about it."
The skunkette cringed. "Yeah, most of us were furries before the Flash, so we already had a mental image of what we wanted to be like as animal people."
"Furries?"
"You don't know what furries are?" Alex asked incredulously.
"Only that it's how a lot of hybrids refer to themselves. I never knew why. Sounds kind of silly to me," the other girl commented.
"Wow. That's not something I can explain right now. Let's just say we were fans of the idea of hybrids before they were real. I should mention that this isn't the look I wanted. If I had known what was coming, I wouldn't have chosen to be a girl, or a skunk, or to be pissing myself, but that's what I got."
"That does suck, but being a girl isn't all bad. Tell me though, have you the monthly fun of being a girl yet?" Kate asked with a wicked grin.
Alex was surprised to find herself opening up on this subject, but Kate's friendliness was infectious, and it beat dwelling on her future. She let out a bitter laugh. "Actually, no, I haven't. Turns out I'm a medical curiosity. After I missed my first period I got to hit up a few doctors. They found out I'm a bit more skunk than human in that respect. I won't get to have the same recurring fun as you, but I will get the novel experience of going into heat in a couple months."
"That's awesome!" Kate yelled.
"Yeah, I can't fucking wait," the skunk girl replied, rolling her eyes.
"I mean in a scientific curiosity kind of way. You have to tell me about what it's like."
"I'm guessing it will be boring in that good old 'afraid to leave my dorm room for a week, or else I might have sex with some random dude' kind of way," Alex said with distaste.
"Well, I still think a lot of the hybrid stuff is really cool. I wish I had thought of it before the Flash. It's such a cute look. My girlfriend got a tail and I am so jealous," Kate said. She glanced at her watch. "Oh snap, I gotta go. Hope you feel better. Bye!"
"Later," Alex said with a smile. Talking with the overly friendly girl really had cheered her up. It was good to know that what had happened wasn't an instant social death sentence, and also that there were people who didn't automatically react to the idea of hybrids (and especially skunks) with suspicion or disgust. Her spirits slightly lifted, she headed back to the dorm.
Back at the dorm room, Jen was just arriving home. She was surprised to find that she had beat Alex back. The other girl's physics class ended 20 minutes previously, and she usually returned early on test days. Jen shrugged and walked over to her desk. At least she would get a chance to hide her purchase before Alex saw it. It would be a shame to ruin the surprise for when the rest of her purchases arrived.
Just as she was closing her desk drawer, Alex rushed into the room. The skunk flopped backwards onto the bed and let out a groan of frustration.
"Argh!"
"Rough day?" the dragon asked.
"You have no idea," Alex said, continuing on to relate the events that had delayed her.
"Damn girl, are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine, eventually. I've suspected this was coming for a while, but it still sucks," Alex sighed. "Enough of that, though. I'd rather talk about something else. You do anything interesting today?"
"Oh, nothing special," Jen said. "I was about to go grab the mail. I'm expecting some packages today. You want to come with, take your mind off what happened?"
"Absolutely. Just let me switch to some clean shorts." The skunkette stood and walked to her dresser. "I've got something that should be showing up pretty soon, too. Would be nice if it was there. I'd like to have something good happen today."
"I'll give you something good," Jen offered with a lascivious smile.
"I was wondering how long it would take you to suggest that. Maybe later," Alex said as she pulled on her new shorts. "All right, let's roll."
Several minutes later, the two were walking back from the mailroom carrying their packages. Jen held her two boxes easily under one arm, while Alex struggled with a box almost as tall as she was and clearly somewhat heavy, with a smaller one balanced on top. The dragon stifled a laugh as the smaller girl nearly tripped over an obstacle the box hid from her view.
"Oh, give me that thing before you kill yourself," she said, taking the large box under her free arm, to Alex's gratitude. "What's in here anyway?" she asked, looking at the nondescript package.
Alex blushed, "I'll, um, tell you back at the room."
"Ah, got it," Jen said in recognition.
"Oh, think you're a master detective then?" Alex teased
"Plain brown box, vague return address, you won't talk about it in public, it doesn't take Batman to figure out."
"Batman? I say master detective and you go to Batman? Not Holmes?" Alex asked in surprise.
"Hell yeah," Jen said, "Batman is twice the detective of Holmes."
"Bull. Shit. Holmes made everything look easy. Batman may have some good opponents, but he always had to try hard, and none of them stack up to Moriarty," Alex contended. "Anyway, what have you got?"
"I'll tell you back at the room," Jen said mysteriously.
Alex sliced open the large box with a claw and removed one of the smaller packages stacked inside. Jen looked on in confusion.
"Why were you excited to be getting more diapers?" the dragon asked.
The skunk laughed, "Actually, it was the other box I was happy to be getting. This isn't too bad though. These are quite an upgrade from what they sell in the local stores. They get great reviews online. Check it." She opened the package and tossed a diaper to her surprised girlfriend.
"The hell? You can find reviews of diapers?"
"Of course. The fetish sites are best for that. Their obsession is my gain," Alex explained.
"So these are a quality product?" Jen wondered, turning the white plastic object in her hands. "What makes it better? I mean, I can tell it's thicker than what you've been using. Is that important?"
"Yeah. Capacity and comfort are crucial. Should put an end to those occasional wet spots on the bed in the morning. And yeah, they are thicker. I was only expecting to need them at night, when it doesn't matter what I look like. Fairly soon I'll need something during the day, and I'll have to get something else for that. There's no way I'd be able to hide those," Alex said. Even as she was talking to Jen, she was excitedly opening her smaller box. "Yes!" she exclaimed.
"What could be in there to make you react like that just from seeing it? I mean, I can think of a few things that could do it if used in other ways..."
The skunk girl chuckled and lifted up her prize. "I have shoes!" she announced proudly.
The dragon erupted in laughter. "Shoes?" she gasped.
"Damn right. I'm tired of wrapping my feet up every morning," Alex said as she pulled on the oddly shaped shoes, slipping her claws through holes in the end. "You have no idea how much I missed this. One more step to feeling normal."
"You're crazy," Jen countered, "I much prefer going without."
"Well, I might too if I was a nudist with tougher skin," Alex said with a wink.
"It's just more natural," Jen said, sticking her tongue out. "So did you get those custom made or something?"
"Not exactly. There are some companies that made shoes for police dogs and such. After the Flash, they saw an untapped market and scaled up the designs for hybrids. They hadn't done anything for skunks, so I actually got these for free for being a product tester."
"That's cool. My turn then?" Jen asked grabbing the smaller of her boxes.
"I suppose," Alex said. "I always love opening boxes, even when I know what's inside. Like it's a mini-Christmas or something."
"Here then, you can open this one. It's for you anyway," Jen said, tossing the package to the skunkette.
Alex, who was still admiring her new footwear, glanced up just in time to catch it in her lap. "For me?" She shook the box lightly, but it made no sound. She shot Jen a questioning look, but the dragoness just looked on serenely. A quick slice ended her curiosity and revealed the contents: a black leather collar, sized to fit the skunk, a silver tag with her name on it hanging from a small ring. "Oh wow," she said with excitement, "When I told you about that fantasy I didn't expect you to do this. It's awesome."
"Try it on," Jen insisted, happy to see that her gift was appreciated.
The skunk wrapped the collar around her neck, being careful not to catch any fur in the buckle. It fit snugly, but not too tight, just enough to remind her it was there. She walked over to the mirror hanging on the wall to check how she looked. "It's so cute! Thanks!" Alex exclaimed, admiring how the black collar stood out against the white stripes on her front and back. "So what's in your other box?" she asked curiously.
Jen looked pointedly at the clock and spoke with faux frustration, "Oh shucks, I have to go to class. We'll just have to find that out later on."
"Oh come on," Alex said mockingly, "You could just tell me."
"Have some patience, pet. All will be revealed in time," Jen said, smiling.
The skunk blushed at the nickname. "Well, all right," she said dejectedly, "See you for lunch, then?"
"Just like always," the dragon said, grabbing her bag. "And don't even think about taking that collar off," she admonished.
Alex paused as she was reaching for the buckle, "O-Ok."
"Later," Jen said, and she was out the door.
As she walked to the dining hall, the skunkette was sure people were staring at her. She figured either people knew about her incident in class earlier or they were noticing the collar around her neck. Now that the immediacy of her previous embarrassment had passed, the feeling of being scrutinized and judged by passers-by was eliciting some rather pleasant feelings. By the time she sat down at a table next to Jen, she was breathing somewhat heavily, and not from exhaustion.
The large dragon was munching on a large cheeseburger when the other girl arrived. "You feeling all right?" she asked as she recognized a different kind of hunger in the skunk's eyes.
"Yeah, just...I know you can tell," Alex said, wiggling in her seat a bit.
"I can indeed. Don't worry, we'll head back soon. I'm impressed you got so worked up by your little walk," Jen commented.
"I feel like everyone knows why I'm wearing the collar. Like my inner thoughts are on display," the skunk said. "Even though logically I know people probably won't notice-"
"Hey Alex!" Kate greeted as she approached the table. "Good to see you. After the way you looked this morning I was afraid you'd hole up in your room for the rest of the year." Her eyes went to Alex's neck. "Ooh, cute accessory there."
The skunk's ears turned bright red as she blushed, reaching one hand up to touch the collar. "T-thanks," she stammered.
"So who's your owner, then?" Kate asked, grinning.
Alex tried to disappear into her seat and blushed even deeper as she tried to form a response.
Jen raised her hand, "That would be me."
"Nice," Kate laughed, "Take good care of her. Owning a pet is a big responsibility you know."
"I make sure she gets plenty of exercise," the dragon replied with a wink.
"Good for you," Kate said appreciatively, "I'm just passing through, so I have to get moving. See you in class, Alex."
"S-see you," the skunk girl stuttered. She turned to Jen, "Do you think she was joking?"
Jen pondered her response, "She probably started out joking, but after seeing the way you reacted, I'd say she knows exactly what the collar means to you."
"Oh. Awesome," Alex said glumly.
"Chill, she seems cool," Jen said. The large dragon finished off the remainder of her sandwich in one impressive bite. "You ready to find out what's in the other box?" she asked with a grin that hinted at the contents.
"You bet," Alex answered with renewed energy.
Alex bounded into the dorm room shortly ahead of Jen. She turned and bounced with exaggerated excitement, "What's in the box?"
Jen chuckled, "Calm down, pet. First we should discuss some stuff. Like, how far do you want to take this game?"
Alex felt her ears and cheeks grow warm. She hadn't expected to have to lay this out in detail. "I know I told you about the fantasy, but I didn't think too much about it actually happening. I mean, are there established protocols for this kind of thing?"
"Of course. I looked it up on Wikipedia," Jen said. "There's all kinds of things people do, but it boils down to that you can take it as far as you want. How about this: We'll see where it goes, and if I suggest anything you really don't want to do, you have veto power."
"Sounds good," the skunk said.
"Cool, now turn around and take off your shirt," the dragon commanded.
Alex looked confused, but did as she was told. A good pet doesn't question their master. She turned her back to the dragon and pulled her shirt over her head, revealing the black bra containing her generous breasts. Behind her, she heard Jen pulling something from her desk. A second later she heard the click as the leash was clipped to her collar.
"There we go," Jen said. "Since you'll be wearing the collar 24/7, we need some way to symbolize when the game is afoot, so to speak."
"Oh sure, now you make a Holmes reference," Alex commented.
"Hush, you. You're ok with wearing the collar, right?" Jen asked.
The skunkette thought about how she had felt while out in public earlier, and a warmth built in her loins. "I...wouldn't complain."
"Excellent. Now, some rules for when the leash is on. First, no clothes. Pets don't need to cover themselves." Jen unclasped Alex's bra and let it drop to the floor. She reached around and tweaked the skunk's erect nipples.
"Mmmmm," Alex moaned. "Might I suggest an exception to that rule? I'm not completely housebroken any more, and that's only going to get worse."
"Good point," Jen said as she unbuttoned the other girl's shorts from behind. "If we're not doing something more active, you can wear some protection." She pulled Alex's shorts and underwear to the floor. Her hand moved between the skunk's white-furred thighs and stroked the dampness she found there. "Looks like you're getting into this. Now that we've discussed the first rule, we can do the second. No talking while we're playing. I might lift that one temporarily to ask you something, and of course you can always use your veto, but other than that, no human speech. Understand?" Alex nodded assent. Jen leaned in closer to the skunk and whispered in her ear, "Feel free to make other noises, though." She stroked a finger across the other girl's clit, drawing an aroused squeak from her. "Yes, just like that."
Jen led the naked skunk by the leash over to the bed. "Bend over the bed, pet," she ordered. The skunk quickly obeyed, humming in pleasure as she rubbed her nipples against the bedspread. "Spread your legs a bit. Good girl," the dragon said as she positioned Alex how she wanted her. "Always keep your tail up. I need to be able to stroke my pet whenever I want." The skunk blushed and raised her tail along her back, displaying her attractive rear and dripping sex.
Jen ran her fingers through the soft fur of the skunk's back, tracing the border between black and white. Alex shivered under her caresses, sighing in pleasure as talons ruffled the fur on her chest and thighs. The petting was surprisingly intimate, despite the fact that the dragon was avoiding any of the usual erogenous zones. Suddenly, Alex felt the roving hands pull away, and she whined in disappointment. "I have to get some stuff together, pet. Keep yourself warmed up for me for a second," Jen told her.
The skunk obediently reached a hand between her legs and began rubbing along her slit. She did her best to stifle her moans so she could listen to the dragon's movements. She was curious about what was coming, but she couldn't see anything from her position bent over the bed, and she knew she wasn't allowed to turn and watch. Alex could hear Jen opening the mystery box and unpacking the contents. She heard a plastic container being popped open and the soft liquid sound of something being squeezed from a bottle.
"I'll take back over, pet," Jen said as she returned to her position behind the skunk and moved a hand to stroke her white-furred lower lips. Alex moaned into the bed as the dragon's finger lightly penetrated her slit. She was used to their bedroom activities being hot and fast, and this slow buildup was torture. She writhed against the bed to increase the sensation from her breasts, and gasped as Jen suddenly rubbed something cool and slippery on her exposed tailhole.
"Whoa whoa," Alex said, forgetting the rules in her surprise, "I hope you know there's no way you can fit-" Jen removed her hand from Alex's sex and clamped it down on her muzzle to cut her off.
"Ah-ah, pet. Rule number two," she reminded the smaller girl. "Now, you trust me, right?" Alex nodded silently. "All right, then trust me on this. I think you'll enjoy it, and you know I won't hurt you. You can veto if you want, but I hope you'll give it a chance. Do you want to go on?" The skunk nodded again.
Jen released her grip on Alex's muzzle, but held her hand in front of the girl's face. The skunk inhaled the scent of her own arousal that clung to the dragon's hand and realized what she wanted. She moved forward slightly and licked the juices from Jen's hand, smiling at her own pleasant flavor. "Good pet," the dragon complimented, as she returned the hand to the skunk's nether lips. She resumed her slow penetration, ratcheting up Alex's arousal to relax her for the next event. Once again she brought her other hand up to the girl's tailhole, and this time she gently slipped a lubed finger inside.
Alex tensed at the sudden invasion, completely unused to the new sensation, and willed herself to relax. She whimpered as the dragon gently stroked her, matching the same slow pace with both hands. When Jen was satisfied the other girl was ready, she removed the finger from her tailhole. The skunk whined softly and raised her backside up, trying to maintain the contact. She didn't have to complain long, as the retreating digit was quickly replaced with something else. The tip of the new object slipped easily inside, feeling smoother and cooler than the dragon's finger had been.
Very slowly, Jen slipped the toy into Alex's virgin tailhole, all the time keeping up the gentle penetration of her pussy. The skunk girl by now was chirring in delight, thrusting backward against the finger and toy that were bringing her such pleasure. Jen gave a light tug on the leash to chastise her, "Stay still, pet. I'm in control here." Alex groaned in frustration, annoyed that she wasn't allowed to beg for more verbally. Jen increased the speed of her movements, dipping the toy deeper with each pass, each time stretching the skunk wider around the bulge on the center of the toy. Alex yipped as the toy slipped past the center point and lodged deep inside her, the wide base resting against the black fur of her rear.
Alex breathed heavily and twitched against the bed as the new full feeling in her ass brought her to new heights. "Ready for the main course?" Jen whispered to her. She nodded vigorously and mewled with need. She heard Jen's shorts fall to the ground behind her, followed shortly thereafter by the gentle pressure of the dragon's large member against her moist slit. Gently, her lips parted around the tip, giving her a hint of what was to come. Alex desperately wanted to shove herself backward and impale herself on the wide shaft. She needed to be stuffed full, craved the matching feelings from her pussy and ass. That she was being taunted with just a taste was almost too cruel.
Slowly, too slowly, the dragon moved forward, sinking her length into the quivering girl. The skunk groaned as she was filled, Jen moving with an agonizing lack of haste . As her lower lips stretched around the impressive phallus, she felt the usual initial discomfort, knowing it would pass soon enough. She bit and clawed at the bed until the dragon was hilted within her, only then letting out her held breath.
Jen slowly pulled back, the retreating cock sandwiching Alex's sensitive inner walls between draconic flesh and the silicone toy resting beneath her tail. The leisurely buildup had pained Jen almost as much as Alex, and she needed no further delay. The dragon picked up her pace as she thrust into the skunk, who was shaking in pleasure. Alex could barely resist the urge to match her movement, but she had been ordered to stay still. Her discomfort had faded, and now she only felt spikes of pleasure every time the dragon bottomed out within her. She was being pounded more energetically now, each thrust causing her to slide slightly across the bed. The rubbing of her fur and breasts made her body feel electrified, and gasps and yips came more quickly from her. She reveled in the lack of control, the feeling of being nothing but an instrument for Jen to play, every movement bringing a different sensation from her body, a different sound from her lips.
Her orgasm came upon her without warning, washing over her like a rogue wave. Her body tensed, clamping down on Jen's cock and the toy in her ass. Her legs nearly collapsed from under her, but Jen held her hips up. She tore parallel strips from the sheets as she clawed along the bed, and felt the dragon explode within her. A moan escaped her lips as she felt spurts of cum spill inside her. Being completely filled by the dragon's copious spunk was always her favorite part of their coupling, and she knew she was lucky to have ended up with a partner who could produce such impressive quantities.
Jen pulled out, spraying the last of her seed onto the skunk's black-furred cheeks, and backed away. Alex collapsed to her knees, sighing as she recovered from the impressive climax. "Eep!" she yelled as Jen pulled the toy from her rear.
"Now aren't you glad you didn't veto that?" Jen asked. Alex chirred and rubbed up against her as a response. After all, the leash was still attached and the rules were still in play. Jen looked over at the bed. "Ah, look what you did, pet. Now we have to get new sheets." Alex whimpered and shrank down on the floor, playing the part of a puppy who got caught doing something naughty. Jen laughed and scratched the skunk between her ears, "It's all right pet, accidents happen."
Alex suddenly meeped and stood up to run out the door to the bathroom, trailing the leash behind her. Jen watched her go and quickly figured out her reasoning. She put on the loose shorts she wore around the dorm and brought a towel to the bathroom so Alex could at least have some modesty on the trip back. As the skunk exited the bathroom, Jen unclipped the leash and wrapped her in the towel. When they had privacy in the dorm again, Alex sighed, "Sorry about that. I didn't even know I had to go until you used the word 'accident' and then bam. I almost didn't make it."
She shook her head as if to clear the negative thoughts away. "Anyway, that was fucking great. We totally need to do that more. Do you have any other fun stuff in that box?"
Jen looked back with a sly smile, "I don't know, maybe."
"I suppose anything else will be a surprise, too. Works for me," Alex said.
"So you did enjoy that little toy?"
"Yeah. Though to be honest, my bum feels a little weird," Alex commented.
"Weird? Like sore?" Jen asked.
"Not sore, just...weird. Like it's still in there. You should try it sometime."
"Perhaps I shall. Now how about you take the shower first while I clean up in here?" Jen suggested.
"I wouldn't really need a shower if you hadn't skeeted on my butt, but sure. Cleaning up after your pet is part of being a responsible owner," Alex said sagely.
"Just marking my territory," Jen laughed as she moved to gather the items she had used, one of them flying out of her hand as soon as she grabbed it. "Gah, who makes a bottle of lube out of smooth plastic? That's just cruel," she cursed.
Alex giggled and left her to fish it from under the bed.
As Jen returned from her turn in the shower, she found Alex trying on one of her new diapers. "Bit early in the day for that, isn't it?" she asked.
"Yeah, just making sure they fit right," Alex responded. She twisted around to look at her butt, finding that the padding enhanced her already-noticeable curves. Donning shorts did little to hide the puffiness. "Ugh, not even my baggy shorts can disguise these monsters," she complained. "Oh well, they'll be good at night at least."
She let out a deep sigh and turned to the dragon. "Hey Jen, do you think you could...um...put the leash on me again?"
Jen raised an eyebrow, or at least performed the equivalent motion for a creature that lacked eyebrows.
"We don't have to do anything," Alex added quickly, "It was just relaxing, being a pet. I didn't have to worry about all this shit." She pointed at the bag of diapers open on the bed.
"Yeah, sure honey," Jen said, grabbing the leash from her desk. She walked over and clipped it to the collar that was still around Alex's neck. The skunk stripped off her shorts in obedience to the rules, leaving the diaper on just in case.
The two spent the rest of the afternoon sitting on the bed, with Jen typing on her laptop and idly petting the skunk, and Alex curled up next to her, occasionally sighing in contentment at being next to her owner. The day may have started out pretty crappy, and there would probably be more such days in the future, but it would all work out, and she knew she could always count on Jen being there for her, whether as friend, lover, or owner.