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Snow fell heavily blanketing the ground and chilling the night air. As white as the frozen flakes were they glowed orange in the light of the scattered old fashioned walkway lamps, the sun having dropped beyond the horizon for many hours now. Brick and concrete pathways lined the Universities campus like arteries growing organically as the school did though their designs were concealed beneath the piles of frost. The powder lay unblemished; nearly everyone had barricaded themselves inside against the cold by now, waiting for the rerun of the sun before attempting to go anywhere.

One lone figure trudged her way through the snow, her head had been covered in a large hood, ears pulled back, and her muzzle covered with a thick woolen scarf Ema squinted her eyes against the bite of the wind. It's just a little snow, you don't need a giant coat or anything, the rabbit mockingly quoted her friend Kate whom she was supposed to be visiting with already. Her fingers shook around a small map fluttering in the wind, damp from the snowfall. A whimper escaped her mouth, quickly muffled by the raging wind, her brow furrowed at the map as she wondered if she was holding it the correct way. Despite the red circle drawn around the dorms somehow she had gotten lost in the shapeless snow.

Darting back and forth through the snowy campus her eyes focused on the lit windows of a large more modern looking building to her right. It was an odd shape with lots of angled windows and asymmetrical designs with what looked like metal plating on half the walls. With a quick cock of the head Ema thought to herself that she really doesn't have anything to lose from entering a warm building she trudged a path through the snow to line of glass doors. Her hand shaking with cold and nerves of entering an unknown building she tentatively pushed the door and to her surprise it opened.

Warmth flowed out of the open door driving the rabbit to rush inside as fast as she could just to be rid of the cold. Taking in her surroundings Ema noticed for the first time since she spotted the building that the lobby was devoid of people. It was a low ceilinged area but it was by no means small, pillars were covered in fliers from student events to health tips, and the walls slid at diagonal angles making the room a rather odd shape. Approaching the long front desk the rabbit peered around, it seemed to be unmanned.

"H-hello?" she called out in a nervous quaver.

No one answered. Ema found herself in a bit of a predicament. Either she could go back outside into the cold and continue looking for the correct building or she could search around this building for a map or someone to help. With a glance to the snow piling up around the windows she quickly decided to search the mysterious building, and stay warm.

She quickly discovered she was in a student gym, not a gymnasium but a health and fitness center. Large rooms filled with bike machines and treadmills, weight centers, even a small dojo with a super thick padded floor presumably for martial arts. Although she explored room after room she found nobody and soon she became a little worried she might be trespassing in a closed building. It wouldn't do to be found trespassing by a security guard, especially since she didn't even go to this school. Her ears tucked back she descended into the basement. A feint squeaking echoed through the underground halls causing the rabbit's ears to perk up attempting to pinpoint where it was coming from though it echoed off the walls too much to tell. Wandering in search of the sound she finally spotted another living being.

In a slightly silly position, the rabbit thought with a small smile, laid a tiger in some sort of machine. It had splashed along its body in an offensively bright font Leg-Press 2068XX-12D Ultramax. Grunting every so often the tiger pushed on the machine from her nearly upside-down position. Despite spending all this time looking for someone now that she had actually found somebody the rabbit felt a tad nervous. Cautiously she tip toed her way to the tiger, who was wholly concerned with the large weight over their legs.

"E-excuse me?" the rabbit squeaked, her fingers nervously fiddling with each other.

"Eh?" the tiger turned its head noticing the rabbit for the first time, "What's up? Do you need something?" From across the room Ema couldn't really tell what the tiger looked like and it wasn't until it spoke that the rabbit recognized the thick tiger was a girl, her short hair and built shoulders standing out more than her small bust from a ways away.

"I'm actually kind of lost," Ema admitted awkwardly, proffering her map, "could you help me? Please?"

The tiger took the offered map and examined the building with a red circle around it and accompanying room number, her legs still flexed holding the weight up. A slow exhale betraying not a hint of exhaustion accompanied the lowering of her weight as she studied the map. "Yeah I can help, are you a friend of Kate's'?" the tiger asked, swinging herself around into a sitting position before looking the rabbit up and down.

"Do you know her? I was supposed to be there a bit ago but I got lost once I left the parking lot." Ema was both embarrassed to admit this as well as excited that her found help that knew exactly where to go. Admitting that all it took was a pile of snow to get her lost still caused her ears to flatten under her hood and a goofy embarrassed grin to spread over her small muzzle, he buckteeth showing.

"You wouldn't happen to be Ema, would you?" the tiger stood up, she was barely taller than the rabbit but the feline's breadth still cast her in shadow. Ema gave a short little nod, she supposed the tiger had heard of Kate's rabbit friend. The tiger stretched and dropped a hand onto the rabbit's thin shoulders, "I'm Casey, Kate mentioned one of her friends would be visiting. I can take you up to the dorms but I need to shower first, would rather not go out like this." She picked at her tank top, blotches of sweat covering half of the garment.

"Of course!" Ema squeaked, excited to have found help, not caring that she would have to wait a bit longer to be led to the dorms. Picking up a small towel and wiping off her forehead Casey strode off only stopping briefly in the doorway to motion Ema to follow. Now that she was with someone the halls seemed far less spooky and she had time to appreciate the smooth stone walls and peculiar acoustics.

"So how do you know Kate?" Ema asked attempting to break the silence.

"We had a few classes together, got to know each other better. Just college buddies I guess" The cat looked perfectly fine but her voice gave away how much she had exerted herself. "She talks a lot about her off campus friends though. You're pretty lucky to meet someone who's heard of you just from wandering the campus."

"I guess so," Ema giggled to cover up her worries, wondering of what exactly her friend had been saying about her, "I hope she's been saying nice things about me." The cat's toothy grin and silence did not quite reassure her. They quickly reached the locker rooms as the low ceilinged chamber was also located in the basement. Ema's eyes adjusted quickly to the dimmer quieter light, compared to the white fluorescent lights of the hallway, illuminating the unexpectedly clean lockers and tiles. By the time the rabbit was done examining the new, at least it looked that way, lockers, the tiger had opened one of the sleek metal doors and taken a place on a slotted bench.

Without hesitation, or possibly just without consideration, the tiger began to strip down. This immediately caused her onlooker to begin to tremble and flatten her ears, stuttering 'Um's and breaking out into a blush. Catching the rabbit's movements and stammering Casey stopped and looked up at her, the tiger's frame adorned only by dark boy shorts and a sports bra, their black colors blending with the damp dark stripes that decorated her fur.

"Hm?" Casey stared quizzically at the rabbit more confused at what caused her new friend to blush than bashful at realizing what she was doing. "You okay? You're a bit jittery." She stood up, a slightly worried tone in her otherwise steady voice. "Well no wonder you're jittery you've still got snow in your collar and your clothes are all damp!" Casey brushed what little snow hadn't melted off of Ema's shoulders, the latter still shivering though not from the cold. The tiger's smile broadened for just a brief moment reflecting a toothy gleam in the dull light.

"Why don't you let these things dry off and come warm yourself up with me?" Casey stared down the rabbit's short muzzle; Casey's smile while friendly exposed her sharp fangs creating a not all together comforting look. With small occasional mumbled half words from the rabbit, Casey, with a gentleness Ema was not expecting, pulled off the snow soaked hoodie, scarf, & shirt before hanging them up. By this point Ema had been reduced to a squeaking blushing mess.

"C'mon you look terrible," Casey strutted into the showers, her bra and shorts flying over the wall she was now hidden behind. Noticing for the first time how cold and tight her muscles were, Ema decided it might be a good idea to shower. It was easier to strip without eyes soaking up her every detail and the thought of showering was much more comfortable as well. It's not as if she's really hitting on me, she reasoned with herself.

Stepping into the showers Ema felt the tiles under her feet change to exceptionally smoother tiles and glanced down to see sheets of shale. I guess the college really is worth the tuition she thought as she padded on continuing to take in the mildly luxurious design. Her eyes focused on the ground she stepped into the showers, a large single room and an island pillar with benches in the center and shower heads around the outer wall. Ema's eyes followed the floor till they spotted a pair of thick orange paws. Ema had almost forgotten she wasn't alone and suddenly remembering her, and her new friend's, nakedness she had a strong resistance to looking up.

"You okay there?" Casey asked, the rabbit just stammering, mumbling, and averting her eyes . A flash of teeth and a wide grin that the rabbit could not see led Casey into speaking again in a smoother though distinctively more aggressive voice, "I'm starting to remember some more of the things I've heard about you."

"Wh-what exactly do you remember?" Ema was genuinely curious but her shyness had overridden her other emotions. Casey had leaned back sitting down on the plastic bench surrounding the central pillar thought her movements were cloaked as Ema was still looking at anything but the tiger.

"Come on over and help me bunny." Casey said with a sly smile. Despite her best efforts, Ema looked up. Casey was leaning back into the bench buck naked, her thick form more defined without the sweaty cloth. She proffered a foot in the air and beckoned the rabbit with a flick of her muzzle. Ema's ears quivered, conflicting thoughts and feelings storming inside her. But, they were alone and she seemed nice enough, she was Kate's friend after all. The rabbit broke down, it was too much, she didn't really think about it but she quickly found herself on her shins pressing her muzzle into the tiger's paw. The stone floor felt rough under her shins but she didn't really care, her attention was on the paw in front of her. It was heavy and thick but not too huge, dense and muscled like the rest of the tiger. Ema's nose pressed up against the pad and filled her head with a damp musky scent.

"F-fuck girl," Casey sputtered, surprised at the eagerness of her lagomorph friend, "I didn't expect you to be quite so into this." The words didn't register to the rabbit, her muzzle too busy nuzzling into the tiger paw resting on her face. Ema flicked her tongue out dragging it over the digitigrade paw pad in a quick stroke.

"Ahh!" Not quite expecting the tingling she received the tiger had jumped at the strange new sensation. Ema peered over the fluffy toes up at the apologetic face of the tiger. "I haven't actually don't this before and I wasn't quite expecting that. I kinda just wanted to tease you..." Casey admitted with an embarrassed grin. Ema may have retaliated but with the post workout musk sneaking its ways into her nostrils she quickly snaked her tongue out of her muzzle and went back to licking.

Casey chuffed quietly, getting used to the sensation of tongue on paw. Orange and black fur standing on end as the new sensations crept up her leg. Ema worked over the paw pad savoring every last bit and making sure to get in-between every toe which to her pleasure elicited the best rumbling purrs from her striped friend. Simply enjoying nuzzling into the heavy paw Ema felt the pressure increase slowly tipping her over and with a squeak she fell backwards, the paw landing on her slim stomach.

"Forgive me, it was nice but, I'm not sure if it's my thing." The tiger rumbled, pulling back her paw. She stood and bent over the rabbit, grabbing her by the scruff of her neck with her claws extended, dragging her over to the opposite wall none too gently. Scrapes and scratches pinkened the rabbit's side and legs but she squeaked happily. The tiger's hand changed from the lagomorph's neck to the top of her head pulling the rabbit up by the hair before pressing the back of her head against the wall pushing just enough to assert her place. "But this is one of my things, and as I hear it's one of your things too." The tiger chuffed, pushing her crotch into the rabbit's face. The immediate squeaks subsided as Ema's head filled with the tiger's musk, fluffy crotch and post-workout scents mixing to wipe the rabbit's mind completely blank. Thick scents winded around her head clouding out any other desire or embarrassment. The sweetness of the tiger's musk surprised Ema, though a hint of cinnamon spiked the scent, she assumed it to come from Casey's shampoo of choice, which burned itself in her sinuses.

"There's a good bitch bunny," The words cut into Ema's thoughts and a smile broke out across her mouth. "But I'm not quite sure you truly know your place just yet." Claws dug into the back of the rabbit's head pushing her muzzle firmly against the tiger's lips and sliding her under the tiger's hips. A few quiet moments passed in which despite the loveable fragrant scents invading her nose, Ema wondered what was happening. With a deep sigh and a rumble of relief from the larger of the two, Ema felt a hot wet liquid pour onto her muzzle.

Realizing what it was the rabbit squirmed trying to get away from the acrid scent but Casey held her tight in place, the lingering sigh turning into a rumbling growl. The piss ran through the dark furred muzzle and into Ema's fluffy light brown chest fluff. Continuing to squirm only seemed to encourage Casey as she turned her nose to the ceiling and continued to rumble, her claws digging sharply into the back of the rabbit's head. Ema had accepted her fate, occasionally whimpering from between the cat's thighs but enduring the stream as it died down. Casey gruffly wrenched the rabbit's face away from her crotch, the quivering lagomorph flushed red on each of her cheeks.

"Now that you're properly marked you're not just any bitch, you're my bitch." Casey growled down at the rabbit, gripping her hair hard enough to rip out a few hairs before poking her stomach sharply with a prod of her footpaw. Casey tugged the rabbit's head up, tracing an unsheathed claw along the underside of her short muzzle. "Now that you're mine, clean me off bunny." Without another word Casey gripped the rabbit's head, pushing Ema's lips against her slit. Tiny whimpers were lost to the constant ebb and flow of Casey's rumbling as she pressed on the slightly damp muzzle. "Eat it."

Ema squeaked, her cheeks flushing hard, but with a gentle push on the back of her head from the tiger, she opened her mouth and began to lick. Soft growls escaped the tiger as she showed her pleasure, her claws dragging over the back of the rabbit's head. Ema barely noticed the sharp claws, the musk and piss filled her nose as she tasted the tigress. Her tongue worked up over the feline folds before caressing the small nub of clot that sat at the top of the tiger's slit. Casey immediately let out a low rumbling growl unable to resist thrusting and grinding against the small soft tongue that danced around her. An increased tempo of the cat's moans and growls signaled the oncoming of her climax. Claws dug into her scalp and one long hard grind of her hips drove Casey to purring, the large cat's knees shaking where she stood. A few tense moments passed, heavy breathing filling the air.

"There's a good little fucker." Casey patted the rabbit's head, ruffling her hair in the process though it was already quite messed up. Ema in turn hummed happily and nuzzled up against the hand, the blush still extremely pronounced on her cheeks. Casey wobbled about for a few moments before beginning to take the shower she had wanted in the first place.

Ema had to admit, the original idea of just taking a shower was rather good. Warm and back in her clothes she followed Casey out of the gym, turning off most of the lights and locking up the main doors along the way. The tiger turned out to be much more helpful than her waterlogged map taking her on a beeline through the snow to a large sectioned building that even looked like dorms from the outside. Ema wondered if she had at some point wandered past the building and didn't notice it.

"How are you getting back to uh, wherever you're going?" Ema asked as they dismounted the elevator. She didn't really want the large cat walking even further in the snow.

"Oh, didn't I mention? I'm Kate's roommate this year." Once again thanking her luck as well as questioning the idiocy of it all, Ema merely followed Casey down the slightly skunky dorm hallway.

"Oh hey you're back," Kate greeted the other feline, not really looking up from where she lay on the couch, a half empty ice cream pint standing upon her belly. She managed to lean her head over the arm of the couch to actually look at who had come in. "Hey you're here! What took you so long?" Kate exclaimed, half accusing half worrying.

"She got... Lost." Casey answered before Ema could speak up, a small grin showing on the tiger's lips.