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Untitled (Jamie and Krad)

Krad_Nogard

Krad_Nogard

Supernova
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Jan 14, 2009
A motionless body lay face down in a small smoldering crater. The grass of the small clearing was burned away by the impact of the strange figure. His body was furless, pink and smooth. Several black schorch marks covered the details of the muscles as the male, his body naked, took a shuddering breath.

His eyes opened and he saw the blurred shapes of trees and bushes. Every muscle ached, exhausted beyond belief. He tried to focus his vision on something recognizable but nothing was around accept plants and trees.
 
Plants, trees, bushes, and something quite unlike anything humankind had ever laid eyes upon. Euphrasia, priestess of Al'hurruk, crouched down behind a bush not ten yards behind the human and his crater. Vulpine eyes gazed down at his naked form, and grabbing hold of her staff, she slowly clambered over the bush. "Hello?" she called out to him.

When at last he would look up, he would see something odd. A walking, talking, clothes-wearing fox. That happened to be blue.

Golden rings bound the bushy fur of her tail, and gold and blue garments clothed her furry body. Her stomach, chest and face were white, whilst the rest of her was pure blue. The tight fabric of her bra-like shirt held tight to large tits, and she had a friendly expression upon her fox face.
 
He herd what sounded like a voice and tried as hard as he could to see the sourse. He pushed up and rolled onto his side a little, groaning as he strained. He saw her come forward and squinted, confused by her apparence.

His eyes fell shut, unable to keep them open any longer. He could still hear and feel his surroundings but he had no energy to see them.
 
Should one be able to see her right now, she looked deeply confused and troubled. She had seen another one of her kind shaven before, yes... But she had never seen a naturally furless person. He only had sparse hair here and there, except at the top of his head, and some just above his tool. She was unfussed over his nudity; her religious rites and the like were often performed in the nude. Even if this man was somewhat... larger than those she'd personally seen.

She made her way toward him, and knelt down. She pressed her hand to his brow, and ran her fingertips down over his body. He didn't seem to be hurt. She felt for a pulse, before her hand wrapped around his member and pumped twice. She was checking to make sure -everything- worked. As her hand continued over his body, he might feel energy flow into him. Part of her identity as spellcaster included her body's constant oozing of energy, which would be drawn to such a limp and tired form.
 
Her touch caused him to flinch, and he felt his energy restoring fast. He shivered and looked up at her as her hand moved over his body. He felt her grab onto his member and jerk it a couple times. He kept still as it slowly rose, filling with blood from her touch.

He looked over her blue fur, shining in the light of the sun above. She was mostly a fox, yet humanoid in shape.
 
She seemed somewhat content when his member started to grow. Well, that was, for sure, one way to tell a man was alive; A silky smooth touch to his cock. "Hello!" she said cheerily as he looked up to her, a smile upon her vulpine face. She was pretty, as far as her people went, and furless, she would be a knockout by human standards. Wide hips, toned body, large breasts, and a perfectly sculpted body overall. She pushed a few strands of her actual hair out of her eyes, and she reached down to him, offering him a way up to his feet.
 
(Furless? I thought you said she was a fox?)

He lifted a hand, still a little shaky and took hers. He stood up slowly, her touch helping return more of his strength. "... Where... where am I?" He asked looking around.
 
(She is. I meant, if she was furless, and more human, she'd be a knockout by their standards. She is, however, furry, blue, and foxy.)

She smiled down to her new, furless companion as she sat down, tail swishing out behind her. "You're in Au Guar! I'm Euphie," she said with as bright a smile as she could manage. "Who are you... and.. um, why don't you have any fur? I only see this," she said, brushing her fingers through his hair, and then through his pubic hair, once again brushing against his cock.

She clearly had no shame whatsoever. "Did you shave the rest of it off?" she asked curiously.
 
He pulled away when she touched his head, then took a step back, feeling her hand brush against his member. He felt a little embarassed being naked infront of her, with a semi-hard penis. "I don't have fur." he said, it was obvious she wasn't used to this.
 
"No fur?" she asked, her brows furrowed in question. Shame, embarrassment, these words were alien to her. "How do you stay warm? And how come you don't have clothes?" she asked quizically, her head cocked in question. Obviously, she wasn't used to this either... But she was ever inquisitive.
 
"I.. don't really remember." He said thinking. He didn't remember anything. He'd been... somewhere, something had gone wrong. Atleast that's how it felt to him.
 
"I'm going to name you Tasb," she said with a small, secret smile. In her native language, it meant 'dick'. It was her own little joke, and his most outstanding feature. Literally. "Do you need a place to stay tonight, Tasb? I can put you up in my home," she said with a winning smile.
 
"Well my name is Krad." he told her, thinking of this new name. He wondered what she ment by the smile as well.

"Do I look like I have anywhere to stay?" He asked smileing slightly and looking around. "As long as you can spare the room."
 
"I like Tsab though, Tsabby," she said, with another bright, cheerful smile. She was a rather flighty woman, it seemed.. Definitely not all there. "Sure can! All the room I need! Come on," she said, reaching down to him... and just for fun, finding his embarrassment amusing, her hand wrapped around his cock. She pulled him along by his dick; his very own divining rod.
 
He stood up quickly then grabbed her wrists trying to wrench her off of his member. "Hey.. stop." He tried saying, but he had to walk strangly to avoid any pain.
 
"Don't you like it when I'm touching you?" she asked with a cheeky smile, as she stopped and let him straighten up. With surprising strength, she wouldn't allow him to pull away... In fact, she started to jerk him off, hand rubbing up and down his member in a silky smooth slide.
 
"H-hey!" He said as she started rubbing him. "Stop!" He said firmly, where he was from this was unwanted physical contact, even if she was an attractive female giving him a free handjob. He pushed her away and escaped her grasp in mid stoke.
 
From where -she- was from, it was as ordinary as sunlight. Her people were free, sexual people. And whilst there were established mates, most people were still liberal with their bodies. Animal law applied to them. A rhinoceros anthro, like a real one, could -not- impregnate a mouse. And they were about the same size, here, so sex between the two was feasible.

"Why?" she asked with a cocked head.
 
"Because..." He said. He didn't understand why she would ask. "It's rude." he told her, touching his member, she hadn't pulled hard, but it was still uncomfortable.
 
She frowned at him... Why would gratifying someone be rude?

Weird guy.

She took a step toward him with a small smile, her arms wrapping around him. "Sorry; forgive me, Tsabby?" she asked hopefully, tail wagging from side to side, soft breasts pressed against his torso.
 
"Um.. yeah, it's ok." He said giving a sort of half-hug back. He felt her soft round brests press agaisnt his bare chest, and his hand ran through her beautiful blue fur.
 
She smiled brightly up at him, her tail moving of its own accord to gently wrap around Krad's hips. She had to admit that she was attracted to him; the hairlessness, his odd features... She found them all incredibly erotic. An exotic beauty, to her, as she may be to him. She pressed one small hand against his chest as her arms pressed her breasts tyogether, giving him a good view down her bra-like shirt.
 
He glanced down as she drew attention to them, but then away quickly. He wasn't used to the customs of whoever she was with, so he didn't think it right to stare. "How far is it?" He asked letting go of her.
 
"Just a little bit farther," she said cheerily, though she didn't let go of him. In fact, she held on just a bit tighter, squeezing her breasts together a bit more. She moved just a little bit forward, rubbing herself against his crotch a bit... The crotch of her shorts were, by this time, fairly wet themselves.
 
He felt a small bit of dampness as he felt her rub against him. Could it be what he thought it was. "Let's... go then." He said the sensation sending shivers down his back.
 
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