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Welcome to Crispen's Overflow, where I post everything that isn't a main series while I am waiting for inspiration or for my beta readers' feedback. Here, you will find one-offs, short stories, and maybe a poem or two. Be warned though, everything posted here is raw: typed, proofread, and edited by only me in one day so mistakes may follow.

Today I bring you the 'spiritual sequel' to one of my favorite stories"Pawprints in the Sand" I only say 'spiritual' because that story was supposed to be a standalone, however I was full of energy and had an idea. You don't need to read the original as I designed this to be its own story, but I would much appreciate it.

~Stay Crispy

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Complicated Folds

Steam poured past Meniol as he opened the shower curtain. Warm water flew through the air as he shook his whole body from ears to tail. His wet paws groped around for a towel as he set to work drying off his fur. Meniol patted down his face with a sigh. Nothing quite beat a hot shower after a day of sweaty work.

He was drying off his ears as he walked through his day. Meniol had landed a job at Ulrica's dentist office as a moving man. The whole office was supposed to transfer to another building for month and, with his girlfriend's encouragement, he had been working there now for almost two weeks. It was backbreaking work, but it paid the rent and he got to spend his off hours fooling around with Ulrica in the partially emptied building.

Meniol dried off his arms as his mind wandered to the even further. It was only a month ago that he had moved in Ulrica after talking to the cat girl at the beach. They were enjoying the summer weather and were able to make a few trips back to their spot. It was nice since they were taking only a few classes for the summer semester.

He could barely make out a shape in the foggy mirror, but a tall thin white-furred wolf looked back at him. Meniol had some well defined features, most of all was his toned legs and a noticeable set of abs. The wolf resisted the urge to pull on his furry sheath already. He had to save some of that for Ulrica.

Satisfied he was dry, he wrapped his towel around his waist before stepping out of the bathroom. He was pretty sure no one was home, but it did no harm to check. Ulrica was still working for another hour, but his other roommates Lizzie and her girlfriend were out of town for a few days. A quick peek in the driveway confirmed he was alone and he wasted no time dropping the towel where he stood.

As sexual as Ulrica was, she would probably flip if he spent all his time walking around the house nude, but Meniol did it anyway when she was gone. He strode over to the fridge and grabbed a water before collapsing on the couch. The wolf loved rubbing his smell all over his girlfriend's stuff to mess with her. He laughed to himself as he rubbed his bare butt on the cushion and spread his scent all over it. Oh yeah, she would hate that.

Meniol was about to reach for the remote when he saw a sticky note pasted on it. He cursed and plucked it up with distaste. Ulrica would often assign him odd jobs while she was away. He really didn't mind working around the house, but it meant he would spend less time lounging in the nude. The thought occurred to him that she probably set it up that way.

With a grunt Meniol read the note. It could always be worse. She was having him do the laundry and from what he read it was already washed, but still needed to be folded. A little ironic considering he was still nude but whatever. At least back in the room he could watch a video off his laptop while he worked. He brought his water along as he walked to their room. The wolf was immediately hit the strong smell of his girlfriend's perfume. She was a little to liberal with using the apple scented one while he was away.

A pair of baskets filled to the brim with clothes were up on the bed. He turned on his laptop and set some music to run in the background while he dumped the laundry onto the bed. Rocking his head to the music, the nude wolf set about sorting the laundry into piles. One for shirts, another for shorts, some for pants, a few socks, and panties. He froze. What the hell was he supposed to do to those? The entire month they lived together she had never had him fold her intimates. He looked around and saw she also had some bras in the mix.

Meniol double checked the note and Ulrica made it very clear he had to do_all_ the laundry. His balls tightened as he thought of what would happen if he didn't do it all. She had also made _that_very clear in the note. The wolf racked his brain for a minute as he picked up a red bra. It was one of his favorites that Ulrica wore for special occasions.

A thought occurred to him to check her drawers to see how she _folded_them. It took him a second, but he pulled open the right drawer and found the rest. Meniol carefully picked one up and closely examined how she had folded it. The wolf's carefully attuned eyes could safely determine one thing: it was just folded in half. With a shrug he dug out all the rest of her bras from the laundry pile and did the same. It was probably good enough.

The remaining problem was the panties piled up on their bed. A quick check through the rest of their cabinets found her panty drawer. Meniol cursed to himself. The only thing inside was a single thong that had been tossed inside. He found the rest of her thongs and placed them beside it before returning to the rest of the laundry. The other panties would have to wait.

Meniol dug up hangers from their closet and swiftly went to work. Thanks again to his music he quickly got into a rhythm of folding, hanging, and putting clothes away. He got to enjoy some of his nudity by rubbing a few of her softest shirts against his bare chest. Yeah, she would probably be pissed. After about ten minutes he was folding the last of the towels and tucking them into their cabinet.

The wolf came back into the room and frowned. The only thing left was the damn pile of underwear his girlfriend collected. A quick count revealed that there was at least twenty and he shook his head. Meniol didn't even understand how someone could own so many pairs of panties.

With a sigh he picked on up and tried to fold one like a boxer brief. After a few curses and fumbled attempts he managed to fold one of them. It was pretty messy looking, but it didn't fall apart. He shrugged and started on the next and the next. After about five minutes of cursing he had a leaning tower of his girlfriend's underwear. He picked up the pile carefully, but the moment he lifted it off the bed, it fell into pieces on the floor.

It took a lot of effort for Meniol not to kick the clothes across the floor. Clearly he hadn't been folding them right, but he was also dumb enough to try and stack them too high. The wolf was determined to make a nice strong fold for the panties so they would be safe during their journey.

Meniol shook his head. What the hell was he even thinking about? Clearly the amount of apple scented perfume was getting to him. Anyway he had to find a better way to fold them or else Ulrica would probably hang him or worse... He shook his head and looked at his laptop. The thought occurred to him that someone online has probably posted something about this somewhere.

He took a bare butted seat on his chair and typed in a quick search. After a few fruitless minutes he found a technique that was simple enough for him to do, but looked pretty enough to get Ulrica's approval. Who knows she might find a sexy way to repay him if he did a good enough job. With renewed spirit, the wolf went back to the bed to fold like he had just learned.

He picked up a pink, cotton panty with a bow in the front and started by laying the panty flat, but flipping it backside-up so the butt part was facing him. Meniol pulled the right corner of the elastic waistband about a third to the left and took the left corner a third to the right. He pulled the top waistband down toward the crotch a third. Now the tricky part. He took the crotch and tucked it into the waistband like he used to tuck a paper football in school.

Meniol flipped it around and he was holding a neat little box in his hands. The little bow on the front was at the top of the panty like a sexy envelope. Meniol was pretty proud of it, in fact he might just start folding his own underwear like this. He threw it across the room where it bounced off a wall and onto the floor while still staying intact. He gave a wolfish grin as he picked up his handiwork.

The next few minutes were actually fun as the wolf got better at folding with each one. The boxes got smaller and more tight as he progressed. He even went back and refolded some of his earlier attempts. With a sigh he was done and he took the carefully folded stack of boxes to their drawer and placed them neatly inside.

Meniol jumped backwards onto the bed with a flop. He laughed as he rubbed his naked scent all over it. It felt good to be done, but it felt better to make nude blanket-angels. Or at least it would if there wasn't lump in his back.

He turned over and found one of the panty boxes was still neatly folded under him. Meniol picked up the little box and turned it over so he could see the front. It was a leopard-print, cotton panty-box.. To Meniol, it was adorable and he absolutely loved it when Ulrica would wear this one for him. He smiled wolfishly again. Meniol had a really, really bad idea for messing with Ulrica. He carefully unfolded the package and and held the cotton bikini in front of him. It could fit.

The wolf rolled on his back and lifted his legs up in the air while pulling his feet through the panty's leg openings. Meniol flopped like a fish and pulled the bikini all the way to his hips with his sheath barely poking out. He took a moment to adjust himself and cover his sheath. It actually fit.

Meniol laughed as he got out of bed to go find a mirror. Ulrica was going to be beyond pissed when she smelt these. He stood in front of the mirror and admired himself. The wolf considered himself fairly attractive before, but the leopard-print panties definitely added something. He pulled them a little tighter and nodded approvingly as the panties proudly displayed his bulge. Meniol traced the patted his front and gripped his package just laughing as he played with himself.

He turned around to show his runner's butt off to the mirror. The panties stuck nice and tight showing the work he put into himself. Meniol would have to go running some more to try and look even better. The wolf gave himself a playful slap on the rear. Last time he went running was actually when he met Ulrica. He couldn't imagine if she found him now like this or even out running in merely her panties. The thought simply made him giddy.

Another thought occurred to him that next time they went on a date and they went to the bed to fool around he could surprise his girlfriend by wearing her bikini. She would flip. He stopped playing with his butt for minute. How would she feel if he did start wearing these? His brow narrowed in thought. What if she left him thinking he was too perverted or something? He really didn't want to lose Ulrica, he loved all the time they spent together and the playing around they did to each other was just that: playing around.

He bit his knuckle nervously. What if she thought he wanted to be a cross-dresser or something? Or even thought he had actually turned gay? A stray thought crossed his mind.

Was he gay?

He paused in thought.

Meniol had to slap his butt to stop himself from laughing. There was no way he was gay, he didn't even like the thought of anal sex with Ulrica. He was too much of a germ freak for that anyway. And the cross-dresser thing? No, definitely not going to start wearing bras or dresses. However, there was definitely something to this panty thing he was enjoying.

The wolf flew out of the room and leapt onto the bed again bouncing. Yes, everything unquestionably felt more fun now. He hopped on his back and just enjoyed looking at himself wearing the tight bikini. Meniol patted himself again a few times, but paused when he felt a dampness. He cursed out loud, he was starting to get aroused and pre was already on the panties.

He pulled the bikini to one side so his package fell loose. Oh, he really needed Ulrica right now. His erection continued to grow at the thought of the cat girl coming in the room in her see-through leopard-print panties and bra. Meniol grabbed his shaft and helped ease it out of his sheath. She would walk real slow and slap her butt for him before turning around and asking if he wanted a ride. Ulrica was really messed up when it came to referencing the first time they met, but it was so sexy.

Meniol gingerly started stroking his shaft as he let his mind wander around his girlfriend. The smooth cotton of the bikini felt great around his butt as he teased himself. Ulrica was also a great kisser. They would spend what seemed like eternity as they roamed each other's mouths. Ulrica could do some intense things where she massaged and sucked his tongue at once driving him wild.

He moaned as his hands grew slick with pre. Usually by now Ulrica would climb into bed with him and let him play with her breasts. They both loved playing with her boobs. The tabby would let him fondle them and lick however he pleased.

The wolf started picking up the pace as his thoughts raced. He never realized how much he liked her panties anyway. One of his favorite things to do was lay her down and lick her through her bottoms. She would go frantic when he did that. He moaned again as he thought of her slightly-sweet, feminine taste. Of course unwrapping his present was always fun. Meniol would almost get off just on the sounds the tabby would make when he went down on her. He had a rhythm of licking, rubbing, and massaging that had been a winner since they first met.

Meniol started panting as he thought of what happens next. While most couples by now would start lining up their parts for the main deal, Ulrica and him had an agreement that they would only do oral sex. They were both still technically virgins who didn't want to risk children and preferred to wait for marriage. However, both of them still knew how to enjoy each other.

When the tabby was ready she would tell him to lie on his back while she straddled his face and would sixty-nine him. Then it was always a race. They were too competitive sometimes. Both of them would fight to be last, neither wanting to fully submit to the other's will. Yet another thing they had kept since their first encounter.

Ulrica would cup his balls while stroking his member and calling him a dirty dog along with all sorts of sexy abuses. Meniol's mouth was always to busy to answer, but he still got his point across using only his tongue. He panted faster and faster as he started to really speed up. The wolf would playfully slap her butt and enjoy listening to her delighted squeals.

His eyes started to scrunch up. The thought occurred to him that maybe one day they might both be wearing her panties while they played with each other. To Meniol that was the definition of sexy. Keeping that thought in mind he tightened up and moaned as he released.

Shot after shot of hot spunk flew from him. His chest and neck grew damp as he came on himself. A few shots strayed and landed beside him on the sheets. Meniol rode the wave of pleasure until paw slowed down and came to a stop. The wolf closed his eyes and enjoyed the sleepy warm sensation of his afterglow.

After a moment he drowsily opened his eyes and looked at the carnage around him. Most of his cum had landed on him, warranting another shower, but a lot of it hit the sheets which he would now have to wash. He looked at his member and groaned. He had gotten Ulrica's leopard-print panties soaked. Thick drops of white were slipping along the front and his sides. Yeah she was going to be-

The sound of his girlfriend's voice in the doorway cut him off.

"What the hell is going on in here!"

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Once again we have our end. I know I said last time that this was going to be a standalone, however I had to get some of my nervous energy out now that my main story is actually posted. I am quite proud of how it turned out, however if you decided it needed more magic, combat, and romance then I suggest you check out my main story "Tales of Arkhosia: Loyalty, Royalty, & Casus Belli" I thank you again and hopefully will develop some form of regular content. I'm open to any and all feedback, but comments are preferred.

~Stay Crispy