Furry Fantasy pt 1
#1 of Furry Fantasy
A young lonely man gets maybe more than he bargained for when he discovers a mousegirl and brings her home.
Should be rated teen for suggestive themes but I don't have that option.
It was nighttime and as I usually do, I went out for a walk. Whenever my Mom would ask why I went out at night instead of the day I would always tell her it was because I enjoyed the night life. The truth was, I was too embarrassed to go out during the day. And can you blame me? I'm 24, fat, short, unemployed and still living with my mother. I know what most of you will say, why don't you get a job and move out? Well, the truth of the matter is I'm just not good at anything. I went to college and got my degree, but there's not a lot of call for somebody with a sociology degree so I spent my days watching TV, eating and spanking it to furry porn.
Yes, I'm a furry or a "furfag" as some might say. For some reason I'm turned on by anthropomorphic females. I've even gone as far as to create my own fursona that I call "Kuro Kitsune". The name is Japanese and it refers to a fox trickster spirit. They can have up to nine tails, but mine only has two. Kuro means "black" and I could have called myself "Black Kitsune" but that wouldn't have many any sense. If I'm going to be using Japanese for the name then I'm going to be using Japanese for the whole name, it's just stupid weeaboo shit otherwise. Don't judge me.
I headed towards the local mall when I became aware of a sobbing sound coming from the bushes nearby. It sounded like a child, or maybe even a girl. I had to help her, if for no other reason than it was the right thing to do but maybe, just maybe, she'd actually talk to me so it was something I needed to do.
"I'm sorry... Miss? Is there anything I can do to help?" I said as I approached the bushes.
The bushes shook as she was startled with my words before saying, "no thank you, I'll be okay."
I could hear her trying to hold back her sniffles. Reaching into my pocket I pulled out a pack of tissues and handed them to her saying, "forgive me if I don't believe you, but why don't you use these to dry your tears and we can talk?" More rustling came from the bush and I heard her blow her choke back a sob or two before blowing her nose.
A few moments later she hiccupped, thanked me and then a hand came out of the bushes to give back my tissues. She hurriedly pulled back her hand, but not before I noticed it was furry. Maybe it was the light playing tricks on me, but I could have sworn her hand was covered in fine black fur. Trying to bring my heart back under control, I managed to find my voice and asked her, "so, did you want to talk about it? I know that sometimes talking with a stranger is a good way to put your mind at ease." Actually I didn't believe that but if it meant a chance of talking to this girl, possibly into the furry scene like myself, then it was a risk I needed to take.
"You're very kind, but I don't want to burden you with my problems, " she answered from the bush.
"Can you at least do me the favour of seeing you face to face? It's a little difficult, not to mention embarrassing having a conversation with foliage."
She giggled at that and the ice was broken. "Okay, I'm going to stand up but I need you to keep calm when I do. Trust me on this." She stood up and I was surprised. Actually I was shocked and I'm sure my face went blank not to mention my jaw was hanging open. There, before me, was an honest to god mousegirl. I'm not talking somebody with face paint and fake Mickey ears on their head. No, she had actual fur, mousy type features on a human face and great big ears on top of her head. She looked a little embarrassed at my reaction and said, "surprise" without much emotion.
It was about that time that I noticed she was practically naked. Her top was torn and she was holding it closed with one hand, maintaining her modesty while her other hand was covering her genitals.
"What happened to you? Did somebody do this to you?" I asked partway between surprise and outrage. How anybody could hurt such a beautiful and innocent creature as this was beyond me.
"I don't know how I got here, but one minute I'm home then the next minute I found myself down there, " she pointed towards the mall. "I saw some people and wanted to find out where I was but they didn't seem interested in helping me so I tried to leave. They surrounded me, started tearing at my clothes and I think they wanted to rape me. I struggled and managed to run away. I've been hiding here ever since." Fresh tears came to her eyes and she clutched at her tattered top even harder.
"I'm sorry for what some people might have done to you, but not everybody here is like that. Honestly, I've never met an actual mouse girl before and didn't know you existed. Maybe you're from a different world or second life or something. But I can help you if you want." I honestly wanted nothing more than to take her back home and fuck her silly, but being the inexperienced virgin that I was I really didn't know how to proceed.
Considering a plan of action, I motioned to her to wait one moment. She was short, not too big and since I was large I figured that my t-shirt could cover her from head to toe. Luckily I was wearing it as an undershirt so when I pulled it off, I still was able to cover myself with my short sleeved shirt so I wasn't just hanging out for all to see.
I turned my back while she pulled it on and waited until I heard her step out onto the sidewalk before turning back to face her. She was so cute, dressed in my baggy t-shirt that I had to resist the urge to just grab her and hold her. But deep down I knew that a traumatic experience like that might take some time for her to get over.
"Thank you. My name's Princess Gem. I'm not a real princess, it's just my parents thought it was a cute name. But everybody just calls me Gem."
"Pleased to meet you Gem, my name is Kristoph Brauer but you can call me Kris, everybody else does."
We shook hands and I invited her back to my place. She was a little hesitant at first, but I explained to her that until we could find a way she could get back to her world she needed a place to stay and I was more than willing to help her out any way I could. She thought for a moment and then realised that she honestly didn't have much choice so she followed me back.
"I don't want to put you out. Do you have any room there for me?" she asked.
"It's not a problem. You can have my room, I'll sleep on the couch. Or if you think you can trust me, I've got a large bed and we can share it. I promise you I'll be a perfect gentleman."
"Thank you Kris, you're very kind but I can't put you out like that. I'll take the couch."
"No, you're taking the bed and I'll take the couch. I insist!" I said a little too forcefully. I wanted so much to sleep with this beautiful creature that maybe I went a little too far in trying to pretend like I didn't. I was in luck however as she smiled and agreed to the terms.
Luckily for me as we walked back, nobody else was around to see her. The last thing I needed or wanted was for the government to capture and then study her. I saw ET when I was a kid and that scene where the government captures ET was terrifying.
"Mom?" I called out as I walked in. "I'm back and I brought a guest."
"Welcome!" my Mom called out as she made her way to the door only to be surprised by the 5'2" mouse currently standing in her apartment.
"Hello, thank you for letting me stay. Kris has been so kind in offering. My name is Princess Gem but you can just call me Gem, " the mousegirl said as she held out her hand.
"Yes... of course... pleased to meet you, " my Mom said a little distantly as she shook Gem's hand. "Kris? Why don't you show her the bathroom so she can get cleaned up and we'll get dinner ready?"
"Sure. This way please, " I took her furry hand in mine and had to hold back the shivers of excitement as I did. Her fur was so soft and warm, I just wanted to feel it all over my face and body but I maintained control and showed her the bathroom and handed her a towel for when she was done.
She smiled sweetly, gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek and closed the door of the bathroom behind her. I stood there dumbfounded, a goofy smile on my face as I could still feel her lips on my cheek.
"Hey Romeo, Mom wants you!" my little brother called while punching me in the shoulder. It was a bit of a joke calling him my little brother. Yes, he was younger than me but he was also bigger, stronger and more popular than I would ever be. Guy was only in high school but he already had three current girlfriends. I winced a bit at the pain, but didn't dare punch him back. No, whenever I tried that he'd pummel me to the ground and I'd be sore for the next couple days.
"Yes Mom?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen as she was making pasta.
"Can you explain to me what's going on? You go out for a walk, then come home with... that... thing. What is it anyway?"
"She is a mousegirl or more commonly known as a furry. I don't think she's from this world as she said she appeared outside the mall, some guys tried to rape her and she ran away and hid. She needs a place to stay I wanted to help her."
"Kris, I thought we had talked about this before. This... fixation you have on animals worries me."
"But she's not an animal, she can speak, " I said trying to steer the conversation away from animals. Yes it's true, I'm a zoophile and would like nothing more than to have a relationship with an animal but as that's illegal I've focused more on the furry side of things. They're at least humanoid so the stigma is lessened but what I wouldn't give to have a pony and I'm not talking that cartoon "My Little Pony" either. I'm talking a real life pony. That would be so awesome.
We went back and forth until I heard the door to the shower open and Gem came back in, once again covered in my t-shirt. Her fur was still a little wet so it clung slightly to her and emphasised her curves.
"I'm going to have to take you shopping tomorrow for some new clothes, but you're welcome to keep that t-shirt for the time being."
"Thank you Kris, " she said with a smile. "Oh that smells delicious, " she said sniffing the air.
"Thank you Gem, it's just pasta with parmesan and sauce from the jar. If I had known earlier we were having guests I'd have made something else."
"Oh, I understand completely. As I told Kris, I don't want to put you out but he graciously offered me his room. That's so sweet of him."
I felt my face flush given the compliments from Gem but then that turned to full on beet red when I felt her walk up and put her hand on mine.
"Yes, it is nice of him. I'm sure he's doing it out of the goodness of his heart and not because he has any ulterior motives or anything, " my Mom said. If Gem caught the meaning of her words, she didn't react. Soon dinner was ready and like usual, I opted to eat it in my room but since Gem was currently staying there I suggested we eat there together.
She sat on the bed, a tray balanced on her legs while I sat at my desk and before I could start she looked me straight in the eyes and asked, "Kris, I need to know the truth. Why are you being so nice to me? I'm a complete stranger in your world and you have no reason to trust me. So what's your reason?"
I sighed as this was something I hoped we wouldn't need to talk about until we had gotten to know each other better. "To be honest, you're the first honest to goodness furry I've ever met. Here, we have people that dress up in fursuits made of cheap, fake fur but you're real. And I'm a little strange in that I have an attraction to furries and animals in general. I wanted to protect you and save you from anybody that might try to take advantage of you or try to dissect you or something. And I was hoping that maybe... you know... we could be more than just friends." I sighed again after having said all that and readied myself for her to explode and call me a pervert or run out crying that I was like all the rest.
Instead she just smiled and said, "that's interesting", before tucking into her dinner while casting furtive glances at me every once in a while. Whenever I caught her looking she'd wink or smile or even blush. We turned it into a bit of a game and by the end we were giggling like children. I collected the dishes and scrubbed them before putting them in the dishwasher. Walking back to her room to check up on her, I found her already fast asleep under the covers so I turned off the light and got the couch set up for myself.
My little brother walked through the living room before stopping in front of me and saying, "you're really a sick fuck you know that? Seriously, you've been dreaming of a furry for as long as I can remember and now that you have one you're letting her sleep alone. If I were you I'd be in there right now giving it to her."
"I'm not going to defile as something as pure and beautiful as she is unless she wants me to, " I fired back.
"Dude, you are so fucking blind. She wants you. I'm pretty sure it's Stockholm Syndrome and she wants you because you saved her but the way she was acting, how she looked at you and how she didn't run away screaming when you said you were a furfag means she wants you. If it was me, I'd slip into bed with her but that's just me."
"But maybe I don't feel the same way about her?"
"Oh please, I can read you like a book. You're so transparent you might as well be made out of glass. You're a furfag, she's a furry, she wants you, you want her. Seriously, lying in that room is your literal dream girl. Anyway, g'night, " he said as he made his way to his room.
I lay down on the couch, grinning like a maniac because I had finally not only found the woman of my dreams, but she was a mousegirl as well. When I was sure that everybody was asleep, I pulled out a sock, fantasised about Gem and stroked myself to a thunderous orgasm. The only thing that would have been sweeter than that would have been if it was Gem that gave it to me.
The next morning I woke up only to find that the rest of the apartment was still asleep. Firing up the Xbox I played a little before noticing the door to my room open. Pausing the game I looked over to greet Gem but what came out was not the same person that went in last night. Although she was dressed in the same t-shirt and had the same green eyes, what came out of the room wasn't a mouse girl but a sultry vixen. She leaned against the doorframe, a wicked smile on her face before she said in a voice that turned my knees to butter, "good morning".
"G-g-g-gem? Is that you?" I stammered, my brain short circuiting on seeing her in this form.
"Mmmmmm, yes, " she said while stretching in a way that was both incredibly erotic and functional as I heard some of her joints pop. She rolled her shoulders slowly before walking over to me with an exaggerated sway in her hips. She took the controller from my hand, placed it aside and sat on my lap, her arms going around my neck. Leaning in, she gave me the most sensual kiss I had ever had in my life. Honestly it was only the third real kiss I had ever gotten but it totally knocked the other ones out. Pulling back and smiling at the effect she had she asked, "does that answer your question?"
It took a moment before I found my voice, and I swallowed hard before I did but I eventually did manage to stutter out a "no".
"I have a condition, in fact I'm unique in this and it's been referred to as 'Princess Gem Syndrome'. I know, it's a silly name but as I'm the first to have it, I'm the one they name it after. Effectively, my body and even my gender changes from time to time. Yesterday I was a mousegirl, today I'm a vixen. Someday I'll change again but I never know what I'm going to change into."
"So what else do you change into?"
"It's not a complete list, but I've been a filly, a rabbit, a wolf, husky. bird, skunk, salamander and even a chameleon. Most of the times it's female, but sometimes I'm male. Does that bother you?"
"Well, I'm not gay at least I'm pretty sure I'm not but that doesn't mean we can't do guy stuff during those times. And who knows, maybe the gender swap won't mean all that much when I get to know the real you. I guess we'll have to see."
"Good answer. Now, c'mon, " she said as she stood up and pulled on me to stand as well.
"Where we going?" I asked as she pulled me into the bathroom.
"You're going to scrub my back, " she said as she slid out of my t-shirt. "But before that you're going to need to learn one thing about what happens when I change form, especially when I first become a vixen."
"What's that?" I asked maybe a little stupidly.
"I'm really hormonal right now and need you inside me. So, those clothes are coming off and we're doing it in the shower before you scrub my back and I scrub yours, " she said as she helped to remove my clothes. She turned the water on, gave a "come hither" look before stepping into the shower and I practically sprinted to get in there with her as soon as possible.
It didn't take long, and I could see the pity in her eyes after I climaxed in under 30 seconds. But I explained to her that it was my first time which seemed to amuse her a bit and she said she'd wait until our next time before making any kind of judgement.
We soaped each other up, I scrubbed her back and she scrubbed mine. I explored her body under the spray of the shower and she did the same. It wasn't long before her talented fingers and the sight of the water spilling over her gorgeous body brought some life back to my member. We proceeded to make love again and while I did last longer than I did last time her only response was, "better but you need practice." She looked me in the eye and with one hand reached between her legs before frigging herself to orgasm.
When the shudders abated, she turned around and rinsed the rest of the soap from her fur as if nothing had just happened. She walked out of the shower, dried herself on the towel and said, "you promised to take me shopping today. Don't keep me waiting, " before strutting back to my room, completely nude.
Something told me that my life had just gotten a lot more complicated and lot more awesome.