[Episode 125433] [Episode 125433]... And then getting hit in the back of the head with, what he could assume was a two-by-four, when he wanted to rush off to get his Precious back! Darn it! Xero have better been putting Premium in it! Regular Unleaded would not do.
“Traitors, all of them...” Maverik grumbled as he tried to sit up. At least they had put him into a bed.
However, as he tried to sit up, he noticed one thing way-off. He was trying to move his arms back to support his weight...
...HIS ARMS WERE MISSING!
“SQUEE!” Maverik shouted as he looked himself over, seeing his arms were missing just below the shoulders. “I HAVE NO ARMS!”
His eyes widening as he looked himself over, Maverik’s eyes went to the size of dinner-plates as he realized he now had something ELSE in its place.
“...Oh... DOUBLE SQUEE!!” Maverik shrieked. “I HAVE BREASTS!!!”
The poor Calico couldn’t handle the mental shock and just fainted on the spot, his head falling back onto the pillow with a soft ‘thud’.
It was then that Scarlet looked around the corner of the room. “GOT YA!” She shouted as she then laughed at her employer’s expense. Boy, it was a wonder what one could do with bondo and faux-fur in a calico pattern.
Calming down, the Vixen-Taur looked at her boss. “So, what do you think, Calicas?”
Only silence greeted her. “Mr. Calicas?” Scarlet repeated as she trotted over to the unconscious Cat Fur. Waving her hand over his face, she mumbled, “Yeesh. It was just a joke.”
And so, as the Calico Splice was out of it, his mind went to nicer topics; dreaming of an earlier meeting with the Blue-Furred Goddess.
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The owners of the ‘So Fresh It’s Still Mooing’ leather store, a rather nice Dom and Sub couple, (both female) looked over the Blue Raccoon looking over a set of large leather straps. “You chose a good time to come in,” The blonde Dom said as she adjusted her hat, (one similar to a police officer’s). “We’re clearing out our old wares, and now's the time to save.”
“Oh really? How come your clearing them out?” The blue-furred Raccoon Splice inquired; looking up from examining a leather bodice.
“Mmmuh murr thurr ruuum fuuur muuurh murrfuurr muuph!” Said the Sub in a senses-deprivation leather mask; the zipper on the mouth still closed.
“Um... What did she say?” Ami asked with a HUGE sweat-drop on the side of her head as she took notice of the woman in the gimp mask.
The Dom explained, “What my little slave was trying to tell you, is that ‘we’re trying to make room for all the Splicer-Specific pieces that will be coming in’.”
“Oh I see,” Ami said in understanding. “When does that come in?”
“We should be seeing the majority come in in about two weeks to a month from now,” The Blonde Dom said, while adjusting her uplifting brassiere. “We’ll have leather panties, corsets, cat-suits, and PVC Maillots with holes and buttons to accommodate tails.”
Ami nodded, blushing at bit at the thought of what some of those pieces of attire would look like. “Um... Mind if I ask a personal question?”
The Dom winked at the Raccoon. “Yes, the leather paddles ARE included in out leather sale,” She said, noticing where the Raccoon was standing by.
“Um... Well, that wasn’t what I was going to ask.” Ami blushed more, although now she new she could get a new paddle. “But thank you for that information.”
“Oh?” The Dom asked. “What is it, sweetie?” She smirked. “Any sexy little thang like you is welcome to ask questions...”
Ami blushed at being called ‘sexy little thang’. “Um, if it’s not prying too much... Why the dominatrix and submission gig between you two? I’ve been curious as to why some people are into such things...”
“We just are,” The Dom explained. “Some people get off of using others and some get off of being used.” She smiled lecherously at the blue Raccoon. “And so which type are you? A lickable partner, or someone to be a nice little furry fuck-toy...” She batted her eyelashes at Ami.
“I... I... I never even thought much of such things.” She blushed so heavily, her fur was turning purple with the mixture of blue and red. “I admit I barely have had any sexual fantasies... Some...” She flushed heavily and began stuttering. Aw, who was she kidding? She had hundreds of them! She was just too embarrassed to admit them to anybody. She always had to appear to be the calm and collected one. And now that she could run free, she was nervous. Damn it, she wanted to spread her wings and learn to fly in the adult world, but she didn't want to be the one used like a Fur-Toy!
However, before she could say anything to the Dom eyeing her with a playful, lustful gaze, another fur walked into the store, a Calico.
A male Calico.
Ami looked over at the Calico, momentarily eyeing him up before she went to looking at leather clothing to avoid being noticed, or resuming her talk with the Dom girl.
However, the Calico walked right up to the Blue Raccoon. "Excuse me, Miss?" He spoke up to get her attention.
The Blue Raccoon blinked her eyes. “Um yes?”
“I couldn’t help but notice you outside,” The Calico Fur said. “And I must know... Is that natural blue fur, or did you dye it?”
“It came out like this during the procedure.” The Raccoon Fur replied, tilting her head in question. “Why do you ask?”
The Male Calico’s Splice’s eyes widened at the answer. “It’s natural!?”
“That is what I just said, sir,” Ami replied.
The Calico continued to eye her. “Oh... Oh wow! That’s incredible!” He said as he looked her over. “It’s so beautiful too.”
Ami blushed heavily at the compliment. “Ah, um, thank you...”
The Calico nodded his head. “Excuse me for being forgetful. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Maverik Calicas. And you are?”
“Mizuno Ami,” She replied.
The Calico smiled. “Well, Mizuno-san,” Maverik took a business card out of his jacket and held it out to her. “If you’re ever in the need for a job, look me up.” He smiled. “The Crazy Calico plans to specialize in one-of-a-kind and rare Furs. And you’ve got quite a beautiful uniqueness.”
Ami took the card, and looked at it.
Ami blushed. “Adult Entertainment?”
Maverik nodded. “It’s not opened yet, but it will be soon enough.” He smiled at her, not a lecherous grin, but a friendly smile. “You can call for audition times if you want.”
Ami didn’t know why but the words came out of her mouth on automatic. “Sure, I was looking for some work anyway.”
Maverik smiled. “Really? That’s wonderful! I suggest calling in a week. We should have an idea of when we’ll be ready.” Smiling, he told her, “And put word out, too. We could use more furry employees.”
Ami nodded her head. One part of her was screaming that she should retract her words right away... Yet another part of herself, the one her logic usually beat down with the stick was calling the shots.
“I’ll do that,” Ami told him. “I know some friends who are good looking and looking for work... Pray tell,” She then shifted gears, “What is the total set up of your establishment?”
“Well,” Maverik began. “It’s going to be twenty-one and older club, since it will have alcoholic drinks. There’s a kitchen that’s being added on so we can serve snacks and small meals. And we’ve also got a large stage set-up for the ladies to perform.” The Calico’s eyes widened as he remembered. “Oh, OH! And there’s to be a nice large dressing-room area for the employees behind the stage as well as some apartments being made on the second floor, for those who have housing problems.”
“So it’s a strip club/bar place?” Ami asked. She could imagine how people might think of her for working for a Strip-club.
“And partial sports club,” Maverik admitted. “Xero insisted on getting a big-screen monitor and three smaller TVs for the other side of the club.” Although for personal reason, the three-tailed Kitsune Cosplayer didn’t want them showing NASCAR races anymore. “There are VIP rooms connected to the back of both areas. They can be used for sports parties or events of a more... Adult nature.”
“More adult nature?” Ami raised an eyebrow, her curiosity getting the better of her.
“You know,” Maverik said. “Lap-dances, Bachelor parties, some slight BDSM.”
“Oh, I see...” Ami said slowly. “Is that aspect a requirement or volunteer thing for the dancers?”
“Volunteer,” Maverik said without hesitation. “If the employees want to work the VIP rooms or not, is entirely up to them.”
“I see,” The Blue Raccoon nodded her head. “I’ll let you know when my mind’s fully made up and I will pass this onto my friends.”
Maverik smiled, his hand moving around and gently rubbing the base of her tail. “I appreciate that, Mizuno-san.”
Ami’s tail stiffened and she automatically let out a very cute churring sound.
Seeing her response, Maverik grinned. “You like that?” He asked, leaning closer to her ear to whisper.
“Uh yeah...” She nodded, the new sensations were raw to her but felt oh so good.
Grinning wider, Maverik licked along the rim of her ear. “I hope to see you soon, sweety. And in the meantime.” He brought his hand from Ami’s tail to a nice leather outfit. “I think you’d look good in this one.”
“Y-you think so?” She shivered at his nips. Normally such a thing would make her slug someone, but... Not this time.
Maverik nodded. “Yes.” He gave her the ‘cute kitty eyes’ technique. “Care to try it on for me?”
“Sure!” She said almost automatically, taking the outfit and zipping into a dressing room.
Maverik grinned and turned to watch.
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*WHAP*!
“OW!” Maverik shouted, awakening abruptly as he was slapped. “Damn it, who woke me?”
“I did,” Scarlet said. “Now stop getting so damn perky. Do you know how hard...” She stopped and blinked her eyes. “Strike that, bad choice of words. Do you know how DIFFICULT it was to sculpt a female crotch over yours with that bondo. So stop hardening and let the bondo set!”
“...Bondo?” Maverik asked as he looked down at himself again, and then back up to look at the Vixen-Taur. “Hey, Scarlet?” “Yeah, Maverik?” Scarlet asked.
“Just what the hell is going on!?” Maverik shrieked.
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