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This story was written for SHM128III. It contains M/F sex between consenting adults, spa related relaxation and make-over focused fun, and takes place in the world of Zootopia. :3

Shaking Things Up

Judy ran a hand over the top of her head as she padded down the street, her other paw clutching a bag of groceries which included some fresh blueberries for Nick... though of course she knew the sweetheart that he was would claim they were horrible and stale compared to the ones from Hopps farm, shortly before devouring every last one. She had been letting her fur grow out a little lately, the hair between her ears growing tufted and starting to curl a little, and she honestly wasn't sure whether she liked it or hated it. It was so much easier just to keep her hair naturally short; she didn't have to worry about styling or more practical matters like a potential suspect using it to grab on and knee her in the face. But, then again, they could just as easily do that with her ears already, and if she was honest, as much as she had no interest in being overtly more feminine in her fashion sense, and as frustrating as it was for her hair to be in this intermediate stage of growth where she just looked a bit shaggy and unkempt no matter what she did with it, Judy did like the idea of being able to shake up her look by picking some different style options for her slowly developing crop of hair when it did finally reach a more manageable, malleable length.

For all the time and thought which Judy was giving her hair though, she knew it wasn't a big deal in the grand scheme of things. No-one who mattered in her life would change how the acted around her due to some slightly longer hair in any way beyond the occasional playful jab at work which she was more than happy to respond to in kind. And as for the person whose opinion mattered most to her... well, twice in the last week Judy had woken up to find Nick spooning her even more intimately than had been normal for months now, and the fox's nose positioned directly between her ears, buried in that crop of new fluff. Whether it held her scent a little more, was comfy for his nose in the cool late winter air, or if there was something else entirely going on, she hadn't yet asked him in any coherent fashion. But, waking up like that on both those occasions had made Judy so very happy, and so by that metric alone, she felt herself increasingly willing to persist with her hair in its current fashion for at least a little longer, until such a time as she could figure out something to do with it that both she and hopefully Nick would enjoy just as much, or even more.

Smiling to herself as she thought of the fox waiting for her at home, having already enjoyed the majority of a day off together with a whole other one to come tomorrow, Judy felt her pace quicken and lighten slightly in her eagerness to return to him. She almost started skipping, and was about to giggle to herself over just how much of a dumb, lovesick bunny she was turning into over her slick vulpine partner when a sound from across the street made her ears twitch. Even now, well over a year and a half after first arriving in Zootopia, her instincts still couldn't tune out some of the city's louder noises. She still jumped, nose and ears twitching alike with nervous energy, when she heard someone drop a glass bottle into a recycling dumpster. She still felt her breath catch in her throat and her heart skip a beat when a set of breaks screeched and a car horn blared at someone trying to cross the street outwith a pedestrian crossing. And yet, she couldn't wish away those heightened senses or reactive instincts, because she knew that when she was on duty at work they were what helped her react faster than almost any other cop on the force. They kept her smart, sharp, and swift, and right now those same senses were tingling in response to that sound. Reacting not as a fearful member of a prey species, but warning the ZPD officer still resting within Judy's civilian attire that for at least one citizen of Zootopia in that moment, something was very wrong.

"C'mon. Hand it over. Phone. Purse. Everything you've got, and there won't be any trouble."

Judy darted closer to the alleyway from which that initial sound, a sound she now realised had been a muted, stifled cry of shock and someone stumbling, falling due to that surprise, had arisen. With her ears perked up she didn't look around the corner of the alley, but listened as she heard the obvious sounds of a mugging taking place. She closed her eyes, and focused with all her willpower upon the sounds emanating from the high walled, brick and concrete alleyway. The sounds of breathing. The voices. The shuffling motion of fearful, shaking hands and anxiously moving hooves. One victim, one suspect. Her ears strained for the clicking of a gun being cocked in warning, but she didn't hear any such sound. Instead she heard a different sort of clicking. Repeating in patterns of two consecutive sounds. Click-click. Click-click. Click-click. A switch-blade being released and stowed, released and stowed in its user's own anxiety, perhaps.

"Faster. Faster. Come on, don't fuck around. Stop crying and just give it to me."

The rabbit scowled darkly, and heard within the intonation of the suspect's voice enough to summon up a picture of what it was she was dealing with. There was a cadence to his words, a raspy, reverberating bleat to his words that marked the suspect as a sheep or goat of some sort. She wished she'd had her cuffs on her. Her baton. Anything, really. But at the same time she knew she couldn't wait. Couldn't take the time to prepare any more than she already had. This crime was happening right here, right now, and she was the only cop close by enough to stop it.

Taking a deep breath, steadying herself, and attuning her senses to the mugger around the corner one last time, Judy braced herself... and bolted into the alleyway like a streak of lightning.

"ZPD, drop the weapon and put your hands on your horns!"

Judy yelled, hoping the suspect would be so shocked that he wouldn't have time to notice she wasn't in uniform and most definitely didn't have any back-up. It worked in part, at least. Rather than turning towards her or trying to brandish the knife glinting in his hand, the scruffily dressed ram dropped the weapon and bolted in the opposite direction. As fast as he was though, Judy was faster. He barely made it two thirds of the way down the alley before Judy leapt off the ground, caught him on the left shoulder with a swift kick, and sent him spinning, turning at an angle that ended with him crashing headlong into a metal dumpster. A gong-like boom echoed around the alley as his horns impacted against the side of the mostly empty metal container, and a moment later Judy was standing over his prone, dazed body. Panting, face flushed and ears, nose, her whole body twitching and trembling with the rush of adrenaline her action had provoked, Judy looked back down the alley towards the other figure present in the scene. A woman, a jaguar, probably around Nick's age. She was well dressed, though her coat appeared slightly torn, and she was holding one of her palms as though it was grazed or otherwise hurt as she shuffled her way back to her feet.

"Ma'am, if you could stay right there, I'll be with you as soon as I can. Please, don't touch the knife."

Judy pulled her cell phone from her pocket, keeping her attention focused on the ram beneath her and ensuring that she would be ready if he sprang back to consciousness or if it turned out he was faking his currently stunned state. She called the ZPD headquarters directly rather than bothering with the emergency number, and sighed in relief when Clawhauser answered.

"Hey Clawhauser, it's Officer... uh, it's Judy here. I know I'm off today, but I just made an off-duty arrest of a mugger. Could you send down a couple of officers, quick as you can? He's uh... he's not a threat right now, but he's definitely bigger than me, and I don't have any of my gear. Might wanna send an ambulance too. The woman he mugged looks like she's just shaken, and might have a few scratches. But, even if she doesn't need to be seen to, this guy might have quite the lump on his head in the morning."

The rabbit gave Clawhauser the address, and within less than a minute she heard distant sirens. That was a good thing too, because thanks to the ram's gong-like impact against the dumpster several other members of the public were gathering around, though thankfully no-one had yet tried to approach the rabbit, the ram, or the weapon still lying on the floor further down the alleyway. Soon, Wolford and Snarlov were on scene, with Trunkeby and McHorn arriving just a minute or so later. Judy sighed in relief as she stepped off the still bleary-eyed and stunned ram while the other officers dragged him to his feet and cuffed him, but rather than taking even a moment to rest she immediately padded her way back across the alley to where Francine was comforting the obvious shaken woman.

"...I tried to do what he said, b-but I dropped my purse while I was trying to take it off. I was so scared he'd think I was trying to buy time, I froze up. I c-couldn't move, and then..."

The jaguar saw Judy approaching, and with a sob she darted away from the elephant and flung herself to her knees in front of Judy, wrapping her arms tight around the rabbit.

"You saved me. Thank you. Thank you so, so much. I... you were so brave, Mrs... uh..."

Her voice trailed off as she asked for Judy's name, and her eyes widened as Judy bashfully hugged her back, and offered it as requested.

"W-wait. Hopps? As in, Officer Judy Hopps?"

Behind the jaguar, Francine rolled her eyes, though playfully so at the rabbit. Judy blushed, giggled, and nodded as she pulled gently back from the other woman's embrace.

"That's me. But, I'm just glad you're okay. That's what matters, right?"

She tried to turn the focus back to the jaguar, but no luck.

"Oh my god. Officer Hopps. The Officer Hopps saved me from a mugging. I never doubted any of the stories about how much of a hero you and Mr Wilde, um, Officer Wilde I suppose now, were with the whole Bellwether scandal, but... oh my gosh, now you're my hero. I... w-what can I do to thank you? I have to do something, I..."

Judy raised a hand, and the feline woman fell bashfully silent as the rabbit shook her head.

"Ma'am, please. That's really not necessary. I did what any off duty officer would have done if they'd heard what I heard. And, as for the Bellwether situation, many officers played a part in bringing her and those she was working with to justice. I was just lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time, with my partner of course."

The jaguar nodded, but Judy could still see that look in her eyes. That look of hero worship. Of gratitude and devotion which always made her so uncomfortable to have to accept, but which the rabbit knew came from a place of genuine and heartfelt goodness from those who shared it with her. Thus she wasn't at all surprised when the jaguar's undamaged hand, the other's pads grazed and currently wrapped up in a handkerchief, reached out and took hold of one of hers.

"You might have saved my life today, Officer Hopps. Thank you so much. I... I know it's not much, but... I run a little spa-come-salon in the Rainforest District. The Orchid's Bloom. Please, if you ever want anything. A massage. A foot rub. A makeover. Anything like that, I... it would be my privilege to be able to repay your selflessness."

Judy opened her muzzle to say thank you, but that she really couldn't accept an offer like that. Before she could though, the jaguar squeezed her hand tighter, and as their eyes met once again the rabbit saw tears glinting in the other woman's pale green hues.

"Please, Officer Hopps. Judy. P-please, don't say no. Even if you never show up. P-please tell me you'll give me the chance to repay you some day. I... as far as I'm concerned, you saved my life today, and... f-for myself, for my own peace of mind, I need to know I'll have a chance to truly, properly thank you. Words can only do so much, but... my work? My spa? I'm proud of the work I do there for everyone who comes through the door, a-and so... I'd love the opportunity to use my work to truly show my gratitude."

The rabbit's cheeks and the insides of her ears flushed a deep pink, and though she still really didn't feel comfortable accepting such a gift, accepting payment beyond her salary for simply being a good citizen and caring for the laws and people of the city which she called home, she nodded softly and squeezed the jaguar's hand back. Honesty was important, and as a police officer it was absolutely fundamental. And yet, there were times when Judy knew that it was more important, more helpful and healing to a person to tell them what they wanted to hear, rather than the far more complicated and less palatable truth.

"That's a kind and generous offer, and I promise you that if I ever find myself needing a spa visit, I'll be sure to come to the Orchid's Bloom. Now... c'mon, why don't we go get your hand cleaned up, and then we can go, together back to the ZPD building, and give our statements about what happened, yeah?"

Judy smiled warmly, encouragingly to the tearful jaguar. The other woman sniffled, but smiled, and nodded as she pulled herself more firm and upright as though truly buoyed by Judy's words.

"T-that... that sounds good. Thank you, Officer Hopps. Thank you, truly."

***********

It was three weeks later before Judy thought about the Orchid's Bloom again. She thought about the jaguar periodically as she did many of those who had been the victim of crimes that she had been assigned to work; wondering if she was okay, knowing how an experience like that could mess with a person and hoping that the counselling services with whom they'd put her in touch would be of assistance. But, it simply hadn't occurred to Judy that she might ever seek to make use of the sincere and heartfelt offer which the woman had made to her, thus that part of their interaction had all but entirely fallen from the rabbit's mind. That is, until Judy found herself sitting and squirming uncomfortably on her couch at home. She huffed and murmured as she arched her back; twisting, stretching, fighting to get rid of an ache that had arisen after seven days on shift without a break thanks to a strain of flu virus which had been doing the rounds through all the ZPD's feline officers, thereby leaving them substantially short staffed on all shifts. Sure, she had today off, but it was of little comfort knowing that she wouldn't have time to truly relax or soothe her body before she was right back on the job tomorrow. And after you added to all that the fact that Nick was working today, so they probably wouldn't get to spend a whole day together outside of work for the best part of another week before their days off synced up again, the bunny was decidedly frustrated at the prospect of the day ahead.

She needed to get out of the apartment. She needed to go and do something that would both take her mind off work and the lack of Nick by her side, and help to allow her body even the briefest opportunity to unwind before she was thrown right back into the grind tomorrow. And even though it was far from something she'd normally consider, there was of course one societally recognised option which seemed to tick all of those boxes. A massage. But, where did someone who had never gotten a massage from anyone but their boyfriend go to get one? How did you book a massage? What kind of massages were there, and how would you know which kind you actually wanted, and would enjoy? Judy's mind reeled at the very thought of all those unanswered questions. Or at least, it began to before she realised something. She realised that she had a solution. A shortcut to someone who could at least give her those answers, and probably wouldn't judge her for asking the questions given how kind and complimentary she'd been the last time they'd spoken.

The jaguar from the mugging owned a spa and salon. She'd promised Judy a free treatment if ever the rabbit wanted one. Sure, yeah, Judy was still deeply uncomfortable about the idea of accepting a reward outside of her salary and the knowledge that she was making the city a safer place for doing her ZPD duty. But, she didn't have to accept it for free. She could still go there, take the proffered massage or at least advice on where else to go and get a good one, and then pay for it like any other customer would. Though, if it meant she could get a massage today, and get some relief and genuine relaxation before having to head back out on duty again tomorrow... if it came down to a choice between a free massage or no massage at all, Judy sincerely didn't know if her willpower would be strong enough to resist that offer.

Needless to say, once that idea had taken root within the rabbit's mind there was no stopping it and thus no stopping her. Thus barely an hour later Judy stood under an umbrella, panting slightly in the humid heat of the Rainforest district and running a hand through her now longer, still tousled and un-styled headfur, in front of a surprisingly large and exclusive looking spa set into and built up around the trunk of one of the Rainforest district's largest and most ancient trees. Looking down at herself dressed in a shirt and jeans, however clean they may have been, Judy felt decidedly underdressed. So much so in fact that she almost turned and walked away again, telling herself she could get changed at home into something more upmarket, or perhaps just forget the whole thing when the front doors slid automatically open in front of her, and a bolt of golden yellow and black fur launched itself out towards her.

"Officer Hopps! Y-you're here! Please, oh, please tell me you came to take me up on my offer!"

Judy's eyes darted up to the camera set into the tree trunk above the salon's entrance, and blushed as she felt the jaguar hugging her tightly, lifting her off the ground a few inches in the eagerness of her friendly embrace.

"It's good to see you again Ms Fangswell."

She squeaked through the hug, only to have the jaguar set her down again, kneeling slightly to remain tucked under the umbrella with the rabbit, and beam as she took Judy's free hand between both her own, the scratched and scraped up paw from the mugging now looking good as new.

"I told you when we were going back to Police Plaza to take my statement, Felicity, please. Only dull business associates and strangers call me Ms Fangswell, and the woman who saved me is certainly neither of those!"

Judy smiled and nodded warmly.

"Well, then please call me Judy, too. I wasn't on duty then, and I'm not now. A-actually, I'm here because... well, like you said. You made me an offer, and..."

Before she had a chance to say more, Judy was inside the spacious and luxurious reception area of the spa. She was being led across the space, umbrella still up and still dripping onto the spotless wooden panelled floors, towards an equally large and imposing looking desk at which two immaculately dressed giraffes with hair extensions almost as long as their necks were seated, smiling warmly as their boss approached with the bunny in tow.

"Girls, this is Officer Judy Hopps. Please sign her in under my name for a full VIP experience. The works."

Judy's eyes widened, and she tried to protest.

"O-oh, no. That's really not necessary, way too generous. All I wanted was a... um... a massage, for my back."

The jaguar whirled around, and before Judy knew it she was being spun on the spot too, the jaguar's hands on her back. Poking, prodding, briefly making contact with some point that made Judy's ears twitch and her back arch in an uncontrollable and somewhat uncomfortable spasm.

"A-ahh!"

She gasped, only for Felicity to immediately touch a different spot which offered stunning swift and complete relief from that prior sensation. The jaguar frowned, and nodded again to the two giraffes.

"A session with Layla first. Then the rest. We're not gonna rest until Offic-...uhh, until Judy here feels like a whole new bunny, are we, girls?"

The two giraffes giggled, and began to type away at their computers as in a haze, everything moving so fast she could barely keep up, Judy was led away by the jaguar once more. Once they actually reached the room where Felicity seemed to be leading the rabbit though, their hasty motion came to an end. The jaguar turned and regarded the rabbit once more, smiling as she finally took Judy's umbrella from her, closed it, and swung it over her own shoulder like a rifle on military parade. Only then, having not really been in the right mindset to pay attention to that sort of thing when dealing with the aftermath of the mugging and having been too overwhelmed up to now on this occasion, did Judy actually take the time to look at Felicity and realise just how beautiful this woman was. Not just naturally, though that of course played its role, but her hair, the highlights and accents of make-up through it, the way she was dressed, the way her nails were trimmed and their surfaces coated with a shiny silver varnish. Every last little bit of the jaguar was carefully considered and beautifully, reverently understated in its perfection down to the tiniest detail. Honestly, side by side with her Judy felt more self-conscious than ever in her somewhat sticky, humidity-soaked clothes and with her unkempt hair in disarray from countless idle passes of her hands through its elongated fur. But when Felicity's eyes landed upon her own and the jaguar smiled at her so kindly, so joyously, Judy simply couldn't help but smile back. Nor could she help but nod, and blush, and not raise any of her complaints about the extremes to which Felicity seemed to be going to reward her when the jaguar addressed her once again, and led her into the room where she was to receive her massage.

"Now, I'm going to leave you in Layla's capable hands. And once you're done with her, she'll send you off to the next section of your session with us. Just trust us, tell us what you'd like, and... well, we'll make sure you come out looking as radiant on the outside as I know you are within, Judy."

With that, the jaguar left the rabbit before Judy could raise any of her points about wanting to pay for whatever treatment she received. She left her standing, feeling very small in this very large room, and blushing as from the far side of the room the massage therapist with whom she had been left rose from her seat and gestured towards the table in the centre of the room.

"Please, take off your clothes to whatever level you feel comfortable, and we'll get started, Ms Hopps."

The rhinoceros' voice was so soft and silky, it almost offset the awkwardness and nervousness Judy felt as she did as she was told. A minute or so later she was settling down on the table, a set of steps provided to help her reach it, in just her slim-fitting black panties. She closed her eyes, trying to focus on the gentle music playing and the sound of Layla's voice as she explained the particular massage technique in which she had been trained, but wincing and shivering slightly as lying on her belly in that manner only served to exacerbate the aching of her back and her work-weary body overall. All of that stopped though; Judy's attempts to focus, to relax, her mind attempting to set itself to any task whatsoever ceased when Layla's huge, powerful hands came down to rest upon the rabbit's back. They were broad enough that each palm could easily stretch the entire breadth of Judy's torso, and when side by side they practically covered her whole back from shoulders to tail.

Those huge yet gentle hands pressed down against the rabbit. They moved, shifting in a way that was barely tangible the motions were so slight, yet with such effect that Judy's eyes bulged, and she felt her toes splaying out like they normally only tended to when Nick took that rough tongue of his and buried it... well, needless to say, it felt good. It felt very, very, so very incredibly good. And as the rhino gently, carefully squeezed and rubbed Judy's back to the point where she felt the flesh might slough entirely off her bones in sheer relief and relaxation, the rabbit found herself growing so swiftly contented and almost dazed by how pleasant and soothing it all felt that she scarcely heard a word of what Layla actually said to her during that massage. She barely understood a word of the rhino's pitch for the various other treatments that she could possibly move on to once her massage was over, and simply responded in soft gasps, contented whimpers and giggles, and the occasional affirmative murmur accompanying a nod to a question of which the content remained an absolute mystery.

In a haze of contentment, Judy walked alongside the rhino to the next treatment room in a robe whose front she left open despite being fairly sure that she had at some point given the okay for Layla to remove her underwear and massage her buttocks. There she met two delightful otters, who slipped off her robe and immersed her into a pool of warm, bubbling water while they prepared the full body kelp wrap which apparently the bunny had agreed to. Minutes later she was lying on another table, murmuring happily and daydreaming about Nick, about skies full of light, fluffy clouds and how she was floating amongst them with her fox. She imagined Nick cuddling her. Squeezing her tightly in his arms, so warm and safe as the kelp was wrapped around her like bandages around a mummy, surprisingly warm and cosy. For half an hour she lay still, wrapped up within the seaweed but in no hurry to extricate herself, before it was peeled off again and Judy found herself once more immersed in warm, bubbling water, her fur and even the skin beneath it feeling twice as soft as it had before, and deliciously, liberatingly bare now that it was free from the bindings of the kelp.

As she stepped out of the bubbling water and into another, crystal clear and motionless pool beside it to rinse off, she did notice some slight markings upon her fur where particularly dark strands of kelp had been lain across her. Almost tiger-like stripes across her cheeks, over her shoulders and reaching around her back. But her mind was in such a haze in that moment that Judy only spent a few seconds looking before descending into the water, rinsing off, then emerging again ready for whatever was to come next.

"Okay, Ms Hopps, where to now? Hands and feet, or hair?"

Judy remembered being asked the question by one of the two otters, but she didn't recall giving an answer so much as she recalled herself settling happily, comfortably into a chair with no fewer than four separate women kneeling and sitting around her and complimenting her beautiful new patternation. She gasped and giggled as they massaged her hands and feet separately, each one of the foursome of skilled practitioners taking a separate limb and yet seeming to work in perfect synchronicity, never leaving one limb feeling more or less cared for than all the others. Her fingers flexed and her toes wiggled as thumbs and other digits pressed into their soft, fluffy and padless palms and soles, loosening muscles Judy didn't even know it was possible to have tension within and quite honestly making the rabbit breathe a little heavy from how incredibly good it felt to have her feet touched in that way. For so long the only time her paws had been touched with such purpose it had been Nick doing the touching, and though Judy had never really considered herself into foot related stuff in the way some bunnies were, she couldn't help but feel a rather distinctive fluttering inside her lower body the more those gentle squeezes and rubs to her footpaws were lavished so tenderly upon her.

Thankfully before the rabbit could get more visibly excited by the stimulation she was receiving, already able to feel her nipples poking out into the copious fluff upon her otherwise rather flat chest, the four women's massaging of her hands and feet turned into care for the very outermost reaches of those limbs. They gently filed and softened the edges of her nails, and without even being asked Judy murmured happily as she watched a galaxy-like array of different coloured varnishes being applied individually to each nail of her fingers and toes alike; deep blues, purples and black, all glittering with silvery points of starlight.

"O-ohh..."

A soft gasp escaped the bunny as she walked to her next appointment, her feet so tender, so tingly with relaxation and the pleasant, lingering memory of all the touches applied to them that it almost felt erotic to place her weight upon them and have them slide and walk across the smooth wooden floors of the spa's interior. It occurred to her she was still nude as she walked into what was a more traditional and conventional looking hair studio, albeit a top of the line one, but rather than that fact making her embarrassed or ashamed, she simply revelled in it. Her fur still felt so soft as she settled into a salon chair and ran her hands all over her fluffy, recently bathed body, focusing in particular on her new stripes which seemed to be darkening, intensifying in their colouration against her lighter grey fur with every passing moment. When she added to that how sensitive her hands felt against her own newly striped fur, that alone was almost enough to coax Judy into exploring other sensitive reaches of her body just for the experience, regardless of where she was or who else was around.

"You look amazing, Judy. I don't think there's much I need to do at all."

A voice drew Judy out of that thoughtful reverie before she could convince herself to begin masturbating right then and there, and she turned her head to see the jaguar responsible for bringing her here padding across the room from a side entrance.

"Mmh... I feel... I feel incredible. But... m-my hair..."

The rabbit had so little left in the way of an inner critic in that moment, such a limited set of inhibitions that the words just came tumbling out of her mouth as soon as she thought them.

"...my hair is kinda, bleh, y'know? I wanted to grow it to make it look cool and beautiful, but I don't know how long I need to make it before someone can do anything with it, and I've never had it long before so I don't know how to make it look good without just copying someone else."

Felicity giggled, but nodded in understanding as she twirled Judy's chair around, drew forth a pair of scissors from the mirrored wall and shelving now in front of the rabbit, and peered at the bunny from behind.

"Well, if you're happy to trust me like you have the rest of my colleagues... I have some ideas..."

Judy didn't even think about it. She just giggled, smiled as she thought about how every step of the process so far had gone, and nodded to the jaguar. Moments later the scissors were hard at work, and the rabbit's eyes widened, her chest rose and fell, and her fingers clutched at the arms of the chair in which she was seated both in their own excitement but also to keep them from wandering anywhere else as she watched that simple act of her hair being cut adding so much more to the plainly visible transformation which she had been undergoing little by little throughout this process.

"Oh god..."

She whispered under her breath as a little of the haze from the prior treatments' more overt and intense relaxation began to fade, and she more clearly saw what was happening to her. What had already happened to her, and was continuing to happen as she sat there naked and trembling in the jaguar's presence. Not once though did those gasps and whispers sound anything other than delighted though, even if an element of shock and wonder was added to them alongside that initial joy.

"Oohhhh... w-wow... I... I look..."

A little cutting was all it took for Judy's hair to stop flopping all over the place between her ears, and settle into a little wave that swept from right to left.

"I know."

Felicity whispered so tenderly that it almost seemed as though she was as awe-struck as the bunny herself.

"Now, close your eyes, and I'll add some colour."

Judy did, without question. She closed them. She sealed herself away in warm, comfortable, trusting darkness, and then...

...then she woke up, opened her eyes, and squealed.

Her hair matched her nails; streaked purple, black and blue, all swirled together with a glimmering galaxy of star-like points of silver cast across it. More than that though, more points of silver covered her tall, pointed, now striped ears. Not via glitter or dye, but piercings. At least, that was what she thought at first, almost terrified as she thought of how she as going to explain such an overwhelming breach of the dress-code at work before turning her head and seeing that they were clip-ons. Incredibly beautiful, sophisticated and hard to spot clip ons, but at least fake enough to not lead to her suspension at Bogo's hands, however much it looked like that was going to be the case right now.

"Oh my god. Oh my god oh my god oh my god!"

Judy gasped as she pulled herself up and out of the chair, as she lunched forward and scrambled up onto the shelf before the full length mirror to turn around on the spot and admire her naked self, the stripes now fully set into her fur, almost pitch black against her grey fluff. Her feet and hands, and indeed all the rest of her body felt so relaxed and softened, but somehow those stripes alongside her hair made her look... stronger. Tougher. More wild and... well, maybe savage wasn't the right word, but in that moment that was what came to mind.

"So, how do you feel?"

Judy jumped as a voice rang out from across the room, turning to see the jaguar entering through that same side-door once again, holding in her hands two sets of clear plastic bags, one containing Judy's clothes and the other containing... something else. The rabbit's investigatory nature failed her in that moment though, because rather than trying to identify what was in that other bag she simply leapt off the shelf, raced her naked body across the room, and flung herself into a tight embrace with Felicity.

"Thank you!"

The rabbit whimpered happily, gleefully as she squeezed the larger feline woman tight in her arms.

"Thank you so much. I feel so... I look so... oh my god, I haven't felt like this in... I haven't ever felt like this! It's incredible. You're incredible!"

Beaming down at her, the jaguar shook her head, tears filling her eyes once more, though unabashedly happy and twinkling like the stars in Judy's hair and nails.

"No, Judy. You're incredible. And showing you that, showing you how incredible you are, trying to make you look as phenomenal and one of a kind as those who see you and love you for who you are already know you to be, that is my privilege both as the owner of the Orchid's Bloom... and of course as one of those people who from the moment you entered my life knew precisely how lucky I was to have you there."

She continued to look down joyously at the rabbit; to hold her and to beam down at Judy while the rabbit blushed and met Felicity's gaze giddily in return. It wasn't long though before the jaguar did finally release Judy from her embrace, doing so with a soft, contented sigh, and a playful giggle.

"Now, speaking of people who know how lucky they are to have you in their life... is there someone special you might want to go to and show off the new you?"

Judy's cheeks burned hot, and she grinned as she looked back towards the mirrors where she had first seen herself in all her wild, galaxy-hued, savage-striped glory, then back at Felicity with an eager nod. There most definitely was someone she wanted to show off to, and now that the idea had been planted more solidly in her mind it was suddenly the only thing that Judy could think about.

"God yes, there is."

She giggled gleefully, eyes widening anew as Felicity held out not the bag of her old clothes, but the other one instead.

"I'm glad."

The jaguar purred playfully.

"Because, I happen to have this outfit in your size which I think would make the perfect ensemble with your new style. And, whoever they are, this person you want to get to know the newly styled you... so long as they have taste enough to appreciate you already, I can't imagine them not appreciating and loving you even more, when you show up wearing this."

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Nick was sore and weary as he slipped into the elevator in the apartment building which housed his and Judy's home, but he was glad to be there. Glad that after this long day, however hard it would be relaxing tonight knowing they both had to go back to work tomorrow morning to cover yet more unplanned absences, he would get to spend the rest of the day with Judy. Even if they were just commiserating one another's tiredness and soreness, everything was better when he could share it with that bunny.

The elevator carried him up to their floor, but as the doors swung open, an unfamiliar sound reached Nick's ears. Or rather, less unfamiliar, more just something he hadn't heard for quite a number of years. Buzzing, humming through the corridor in which their apartment's front door was located, was the sound of some considerably heavy music. Music which unless Nick was mistaken was from one of the albums he'd had in his younger years by Nine Inch Tails, and which unless Nick was mistaken yet again as he padded down the corridor wasn't just coming from close to their apartment, but from within his and Judy's home.

He opened the door, slipped inside, and chuckled in curious confusion as sure enough he could hear the music ringing out from their bedroom.

He moved towards the door, not calling out to Judy half because he wanted to catch her in the midst of whatever she was watching that had this music accompanying it, and half because the music was so loud he didn't know if she'd be able to hear anything else anyway.

Nick turned into the bedroom doorway, looked inside, and sincerely almost fell to his knees at what he saw within.

Judy was sitting on the edge of their bed, bare chested in a black, silver studded jacket, and wearing baggy, dark trousers littered with tears and with a heavy metal chain running from pocket to ankle down one leg. Her eyes were closed, and her hand was down the front of her trousers, unabashedly masturbating herself to the extent that now Nick looked closer he could see the slightly darker, soaked through fabric upon the rabbit's crotch.

Loudly, desperately he whined, and Judy's striped ears twitched. Her eyes fluttered open, and she echoed Nick's whine with a guttural, frantic moan of her very own.

"Nick..."

She grinned bashfully as she saw him watching her, catching her quite unintentionally in the act, the rabbit having wanted to pose herself ready for when the fox arrived home, just getting a little carried away in the fantasy of what she hoped would happen when he did arrive and see her.

"...I thought I'd..."

She began to explain, preparing to tell the fox that no matter how little time they had together, she wanted to make the time they did have as memorable and spectacular as possible. That she had left the house that morning just wanting to be able to relax and revel in the calm and quiet of the status quo, but now wanted nothing more than for the two of them to shake things up a little. Or, a lot.

She got just a few words into trying to explain all of that to the man she loved, but got no further, because a moment later the fox was lunging at her upon the bed. A moment later he was kissing her and snarling lustfully at her as she wailed in delight, squealing and giggling in laughter and longing as he began to peel off the clothes which Felicity had loaned her, and reveal the gorgeous, newly striped body which lay beneath.

"What the fuck, Judy...?"

Nick gasped feverishly as he stripped her. As he tore the rabbit's clothes off, closely followed by his own like a madman; like a creature without the slightest control over his own inhibitions.

"What... how are... oohh my god, Carrots. How are you so... so fucking beautiful right now?!"

He clutched at her as she giggled and whimpered and kissed him deeply. He snarled at her as she wailed in pleasure, his muzzle attacking her lips first, then her nipples, and then delving hungrily, ravenously between her legs.

"Oh god, Judy. Oh my fucking god..."

He tried to keep licking her, to keep on eating her, but he just couldn't. He couldn't stop lifting his eyes, lifting his head to actually look at her striped torso and galaxy-haired, beaming, blushing face. It was too incredible. Too gorgeous. Too addictive to his own eyes to look away from for more than a few moments at a time. So, he stopped trying to look away. The fox dragged the rabbit's beautiful, now stark naked body beneath him. He pressed his rigid, rampant cock to her already dripping wet, desperately eager pussy, and howled as she wrapped her beautifully soft, manicured hands around his neck, purple hued, glitter studded lipstick surrounding her muzzle while she craned her neck up to kiss him, and whispered manically to the fox with a lustful fury to outclass even his own.

"Do it, Nick. Do it like I'm a brand new bunny. Like you've never fucked a girl like me before. Fuck me like I'm the wild one. Like I'm out of control. Like I'm fucking savage with how bad I need you. And Nick... ohh Nick, my Nick... please, please fuck me hard. Fuck me till I'm so sore, until we're both so stiff and aching that we both need a massage. Because... oh, ohhhh fuck, Nick. I know a place. I know a place, ahhh, and... I want to... I need to take you there."

Her eyes bulged. Nick's did to as he pressed into her, the pleasure so intense, so overwhelming for them both that they were rendered too breathless even to cry out, just spasming, clutching, huffing and gasping until Judy raked her smooth, rounded fingernails down Nick's back as he began to give her precisely what she'd asked for, and called out to him amidst their suddenly, rampantly building pleasure once again.

"I need to take you there, Nick. Oh. Oohhh y-yes... to see what they can do to us both. How much they can shake things up for the two of us, when we're together!"

By Jeeves

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