Discovery
Part 3
By Darth Lotean
I woke up before that damn alarm clock could blow my eardrums and switched it off. Today my love wouldn’t need it. She was going to become a new woman, a goddess and all she’d need were the parts she was born with. I knew this would be tough but I figured the best place to start would be the bedroom. Every decent god or goddess has one hell of a libido, don’t they? Little by little I turned her body towards me, making sure she could see the ceiling. Then I climbed on top of her, both my hands cupping her milk orbs, gently rubbing them in slow circles. “-Groan- This isn’t how we start our special night.” Alicia groaned, her chest rising and falling faster in my hands. “Well I figure today’s gonna be a little different sweetie.” The wolf grabbed at my wrists as I went down to kiss her lips “Look. I have to get to work okay? We shouldn’t welcome change anyways. Daddy wouldn’t approve.” I kissed her cheek anyways. “Fuck what your ‘dad’ says. Your dad doesn’t have a horny squirrel on top of him does he?” I gave her another kiss which was rewarded with a slight groan “Oh come on! You can’t be serious.” I said laying my hands on her stomach.
My love sighed and laid there, her hands on her covered milk orbs. “We’re not moron… Mordon… Mor… Oh what were those people called? You know the ones that didn’t have ‘any’ fun whatsoever.” My love tried to move her hips to get me off her “The –grunt- Mormons… Get off me… I have to get to work.” I couldn’t believe it. It was if she was ‘trying’ to reject me at every single turn. “No. You can’t go to work until I’m satisfied.” I demanded crossing my arms over my chest. “If I don’t go to work then father will be upset. I can’t play around. I’m a big girl… -grunt- stop acting like a child and let me get up!” I shook my head backing my rear onto her crotch, “If you want me off you then you’ll just have to bounce me off.” I giggled as the wolf under me sighed in frustration. She couldn’t lift me off of her and she couldn’t convince me to get off, “Please… Let me up.” I saw something in my love’s eyes I had never seen before. Fear, pure fear, she was actually scared.
“Sweetie what’s wrong? You can’t get it up? Are you sick? Am I… Am I hurting you?” I asked slipping to my side of the bed, Alicia almost tore off her house clothes in her fervor to change into her work “I told you…” she barked at me in the seconds before she finished getting on her black business suit and bolted out of the loft. From what I knew my mate’s father was a true and dedicated bastard. I heard he beat his wife everyday while she watched and wound up spending nearly every last dollar he had on booze or some other drug in some dope motel, only to try and walk in the middle of the magnetic parts of the street.
You see if someone walked on the crosswalk or even from one street to the other they’d feel a bit of the magnetic energy resonating from the bars in the middle. Some would even get a bit woozy but that was it, being in the middle of two streets meant that you were being pulled by both fields. The iron in your blood acted like an amplifier giving both fields the strength to literally pull out all the iron in your blood, along with whatever else wanted to come with… I heard he died slow and screamed all the while but that was all I heard about him.
I assumed my love hated her dad since she never went to the funeral and really never talked about her past. She hardly ever talked, but I loved that brainy but quiet part of her. It would be nice to have an explanation for what happened in the bedroom this morning though. I went to the living room, giving every shutter fly and pervert that happened to be looking in a free show. I didn’t care, all I wanted was some food and to know what went wrong. What did I do wrong back there? Any other mate would have either kissed me on the nose, gently dumped me onto my side saying 'we'll do something special later I promise' or we’d still be in bed, humping each other’s brains out.
I got a small block of some nice, easy to cook, tofu out of the fridge and started to eat it raw. I was still a bit horny and raw tofu seemed to calm me down whenever I was in the mood. A strange remedy for a condition my right hand could solve I know but it worked. My alternatives were to waste lotion when I really didn’t feel like cleaning up whatever mess I’d make or to go to the club and see Velvet but he sort of pissed me off with his ‘oracle’ routine yesterday and I didn’t need to just satisfy myself. I needed to know what was wrong with my love. Why she acted like she did back there and why she gave so much of a damn about what her bastard dad thought.
I figured I’d find the answers to all my questions later. Right now I needed some clothes, or to find some kind of way to charge any peeping tom’s or shutter fly’s trying to get a peek at a naked freak of nature. In the bedroom I changed into a plain black bra, put a cup over my extra bits to keep them hidden and put on a pair of black panties. I didn’t ‘hate’ the fact that they could be watching after all, it was kinda nice to be ‘desired’ actually even if it was just by some forty year old loser who works at the food court. My day was spent in the living room, disappointing a said fur wanting to invade my privacy by just watching soap opera’s all day. If they wanted me to exercise or do anything they could jerk off to they’d have to pay me. I fell asleep watching ‘The world in which we live’ where Jack loves Jill but hates Alex who doesn’t really like Jill but loves Veronica who has a secret lesbian relationship with Jill but can’t tell Jack to fuck off for some reason…Or is that ‘General Care’?
“Even when I tried to get a job just to follow in your footsteps, be as successful as you maybe! Maybe even earn some respect you couldn’t have that happen! You shot that project down quickly! Even going as far to call whoever wanted to give me an interview and force them to put my resume down! I know you did that!!!” she did… She actually called whoever I was trying to work for and said that Vi’al industries would either, withdraw their business or tell whoever they were doing business with to withdraw theirs. My unemployment was the direct result. That’s how powerful my love was becoming. “Done?” my love asked not being shaken one bit by my rant, though I did feel better.
“Yes I’m fucking done…” I said laying back down on the couch, not having found any of her pretentious shit to throw at her. “Good. I don’t think we have anything more to say to each other for the next few days. I think daddy will agree on that…” she mused starting to take off her work clothes, “Goodie… It’s not like I expected a real conversation any fucking way!” I spat back close to tears. I got no response, only the sounds of that damn computer turning on and then later furious typing. That made me cry, to know, that my love couldn’t give less of a damn what I thought. Only coming home to work on her damn reports, I could have really hurt her… or not by brining up White Velvet. How he felt so sweet against me, how he made me feel important, he was there for me and me only. She’d have probably told me that he was just a whore. Making me feel that way was a job. That I was some kind of damn fool… I cried myself back to sleep that day.
The next morning I found myself wrapped in one of the spare blankets we kept in the closet. I was still on the couch though, which I didn’t know why ‘I’ was on the couch when I was the one mad at my mate. At least it was good to know Alicia cared about me in some small way. Enough to make sure I was warm enough at night at least. The next three months were like some kind of dark routine, I’d wake up, scratch my stomach, go to the bathroom, brush my teeth, comb my hair, comb my fur, get dressed, go to the kitchen, eat a piece of tofu, go to the living room, watch soap opera’s, go to the gym, work out, come home, wait for Velvet to get off work, go to his house, fuck, come home, shower, wash my hair and then sleep, all without saying a word to my love. If she would just acknowledge me in some way that I could see. Some small way then I’d be so happy, but it was like she couldn’t. One day I decided I had to do something a little different. I had to talk to someone. Not a professional they might get on some moral high horse and I promised myself I wouldn’t be one of these whiny bitches that have no ‘real’ problems yet they’re paying someone ten thousand credits a minute to listen to them. White was home. He wasn’t a psychologist but seeing what he did, he might be remotely close. He seems to know people. Maybe he’d know what to do. If he didn’t then I would be a whiny bitch and try some shrink out. When it was time for me to fill white’s hole I went there and nearly smashed a hole through his front door.
“Good god. I hear you okay?!” Came from the other side, white opened the door with a slight yawn, “Oh it’s you. There are better ways to get my attention sweetie… Do you need your prick sucked that bad?” He said waving me in, he was just in a white thong making him look like he had no naughty bits at all at a distance. “I don’t know what to do…” I said hugging velvet, I didn’t know what to do it was like my love was trying to get away from me and the rest of the world. “About what?” The rabbit I squeezed choked out trying to shut his front door, “about my wife… I… I just don’t know what to do…” I was tearing up thinking about it. I felt so helpless. So… useless because I knew there was something wrong but I just couldn’t fix it.
The rabbit I held captive managed to back us up a little and shut the door. “Alright… Alright, calm down, sweetie.” He said trying to pet my head. I realized I was crushing his right arm and slowly released my only friend. “Now what’s wrong?” He asked in the sweetest, calmest tone he could, slowly guiding me over to the leather couch we destroyed. “I… I don’t know if my wife loves me anymore… I mean I try and I try to get through to her but all I get back is spite… I mean. It’s like she’s in her own little world sometimes…” My friend rubbed my back as I sat down “You want my advice sweetie?” white asked as I just nodded my head starting to sniffle. I thought I was going to hear some divine words of wisdom, instead I heard “Leave her.” I was surprised, beyond surprised. “No…. No I’ll die before I’ll do that… I love her too much and deep down she loves me…”
My lapine ‘friend’ gave a deep sigh, “Alright… Let me put it like this.” He stood and walked to the kitchen “It’s really good for both of us this way…” He continued retrieving a thin data pad and throwing it at me. On it were pictures, pictures of us meeting at the club the second day we met, pictures of us entering his house, pictures of us fucking… “What is this?” I asked in a shocked tone, “Oh come on… Do I really have to explain everything to you chapter and verse?” White chuckled leaning his front against the kitchen counter, his tail was shaking back and forth, that was usually a sign that someone was overjoyed. My mind tried to come up with possible explanations for these pictures then I remembered the fox when we left the club the day these were taken. “S… So you’ve been setting me up all this time?” I blurted out “Oh come on. You really didn’t think that someone like me was really into you just because you were a good looking ‘he-she’ or is that ‘she-he’, oh well it doesn’t matter.”
WV nearly bounced as he continued “What does matter is you divorce your so called love. We don’t have to get married or anything right away, I’d provide you a place to sleep in exchange for you doing whatever you do that made you so rich but putting your money into some more of my nice things…” My tears were slowly being replaced with anger, “In other words… I was just another client.” White sighed seeming a bit disappointed. “Yes. What? You’ve had everything handed to you, everything from the day you were born just because your mother fucked or sucked on someone with some money.” He went into the fridge and retrieved a bottle of fine wine, “And people like me… Who have been abused since they were sucking on their mother’s teat have to bow to you like you were some kind of gods and goddesses… -Hmph- No. I want some of what you have Nadia.”
He started to retrieve two large wine glasses “Just a little piece. For giving you something you’ll need anyways.” I was getting angrier and angrier, it’s not like me and this man whore had anything special but until today I considered him one of my only friends. And now he was fucking me. “Tell me. Is your love doing something else? Playing on the computer a lot? Doing anything else strange?” he asked drinking one of the glasses he poured “Why the hell do you want to know?!” I yelled clenching my fists “Because… I think your wife might be developing a psychological condition. If she ‘changed’ suddenly that is. Maybe we could come to some sort of arrangement there…” he poured himself another glass of wine, “Or will I have to get ‘really’ rough to get what I want?”
“I see… I see…” I nodded rising to my feet, “Just sending the pictures should be enough to get your crazy lovie to call for a divorce but I’m not concerned with her divorcing you oh no.” He took another drink of wine “I know you’ll put on your sob story. Probably something about ‘she wasn’t paying me enough attention’ or whatever emoe reason you chose to whine about and of course judicators will go for any sob story they hear when it comes to divorces…” He shook his head, “No. it’s the after I’m worried about, I mean. Anyone could expose her relationship with you; if she doesn’t have a secret cock herself and ruin you both and the same fur could get his friends to ambush and rape either one of you since technically…” He laid one of the wine glasses on the counter offering it to me. “Your marriage has no validity or special rights.” He gave a soft chuckle pouring a fourth glass “If we want to get ‘really’ technical about it neither you nor your love have any basic civil rights under Neeisan law.”
I wanted to wring his little neck right then but I knew he probably had some way that if he died before he could tell his ‘punks’ what to do. They would make sure that my love and I would be raped and murdered before the week was out. “But I’ll never tell… We’ll be so much different than what you have now. I’ll get the fortune, acceptance, and fame I want you get someone that loves you and will love you for the rest of your life, plus you’ll get the fuck of your dreams every single night of the week.” White Velvet disgusted me at that point… All his beauty, his ‘soul’ and everything good I imagined about him just dissipated in a few little minutes of conversation. “I don’t make the money in my house. I’m just an architect; there really isn’t a great demand for architects around here anymore. You’re blackmailing the wrong ‘rich whore’.” My fallen angel rolled his eyes. “They have a major construction project in the mountains. Some project that’s supposed to be reclaiming the forests and reserved land there to build new houses for a new town…”
He wafted the glass under his nose. “So, do I have to send the pictures? Or can we fuck right here?” My only reply was a right cross landing firmly on his button nose, breaking the glass he was holding. “Stupid bitch…” He spat as I left. I heard him spit out some of his delicate teeth, before I slammed the door. My life was hell at that point. I almost had nowhere to go, and no one would accept me. The only choice was to go home and tell the absolute truth. When I got home my love was at the computer, typing away like she had been for three months straight. She gave me a glance as she typed, not missing a key. I looked at the floor then at her. “Can we talk?” I asked breaking my three month code of silence. “Depends on what you have to say…” My love answered angrily. “I… I’m sorry.” I said timidly walking towards the desk, my love stopped typing.
“What was that?” she said a smirk peering over her muzzle “I’m sorry.” I repeated with a deep sigh “Good. Finally you see it the ri…” She was about to gloat “Not about that, about something completely different. Remember when…?” Then I started to tell her about the night in the alley, about velvet, about how he made me feel and in the end tried to blackmail me. That must have been the first time she looked at me, really, really looked at me. “Well… Um… Well…” My love stopped typing and sat back in her chair. It was as if I had drained all the life out of her. I was shocked at her reaction, I expected to be called names, to be thrown out of the house but I didn’t expect her to act like this. “Why?” she asked after a long silence, “Why did you do this to me?” I was sitting on the floor about to answer when “Because I won’t sleep with you myself? Because I have to work still? Because you don’t have a big enough house? Why!?!” My love was starting to fume, “Because you hardly notice me… I’m just another piece of furniture in this house, Along with your nice paintings, nice statues, and designer clothes and so on… I was lonely sweetie and I tried to go out and find someone who would at least pretend to care.” My love was starting to growl, “Is this, the part where you tell me to get out?” Alicia got up from her chair “no.” was all she said before storming out. I didn’t follow. I just hoped she wasn’t going to do anything stupid like buy a gun or crash her car.
I was worried then yes; I just sat there on the floor the whole night and most of the day after waiting for my love to come home. When she finally came back she reeked of booze and cigarette smoke, “Do you love me?” Her ruby eyes were so intense they seemed to burn right now. I only nodded, the wolf walked towards me, I expected a set of claws across the face or a swift kick to the chest. That’s how intense my love was at that moment, instead I was hugged. “’I’m’ sorry. I thought I was doing good… I thought I was just being a ‘husband’ or something. I didn’t realize how incredibly unhappy I was making you.” I hugged back, sniffing my love; she must have gotten drunk or something last night. “It’s alright…” I managed weakly hugging her back. “I’m lucky you didn’t leave me or something. I… I love you too. I just… Well… -sigh- Maybe, maybe we just need a shrink.” Who was this strange changed woman hugging me and what did she do with that mean old thing that left yesterday?
“A shrink? Are you sure? I mean… They ask for a lot of money, and we’d have to schedule, and we’d have to actually listen to their advice and…” my love put a finger on my lips, “We’ve got money. I just… I went to a bar yesterday, and saw my future, someone sitting in a nice suit, nice underclothes, nice hair, nice body, but he was completely alone. Whenever someone would try and get close, he would just snarl at them until they went along their merry way.” She released my lips.
“I tried to talk to him, and it was like, he didn’t know that you shouldn’t call all women ‘bitches’ when you meet them. You shouldn’t spit on their feet, and you shouldn’t ask to fuck said ‘bitch’ right off the bat. I just… I don’t know most of these things… I don’t know anymore, I managed to get what this ‘charming’ character did. He was a manager in some accounting division, he was there because his seventh mate had just left him. He seemed so sad and yet so angry, but it was like he didn’t know ‘why’ all this was happening. He was my future if I didn’t ‘do’ something to wake up and see ‘all’ what I have.” I kissed my love. There was the woman I knew. She’d just been sleeping, waiting for a sledgehammer to wake her up like she wanted “I’ll teach you all of these things again. I’ll help you change.” I sniffed my love again “but first, you need a shower…” Alicia had done something I haven’t heard her do in a long time. She laughed. “So do you.”
It was hard prying Alicia from her reports at first, but now it’s almost a thing of the past. We go on long walks, to the beach, to the movies, we even went to an arcade once but neither of us could understand the games. Especially time crisis sixteen, with the ‘dodge cage’, I think I cracked my rib cage when I tried to use that thing. It’s like we’re teenagers again, sometimes we just spend the night at home. I never saw White Velvet again. I even went to his house to try and find out if he was going to publish my secret but he moved. It was like he vanished. It’s part of why I’m writing this short experience. To warn everyone I can about him and furs like him. He almost got me wrapped up in his web of lies and deceit. He’s a parasite, only looking to drain whatever he can from whoever he can for however long he can. Again I’m Nadia On’esti and I’m the luckiest and happiest woman on the planet.