ScarletSky x Nekrosilisk88

[Scarlet Sky]

Jasmine had tugged her tail from her backpack for the millionth time that day. She was really getting tired of the velcro snagging at her fur, sometimes cause a few chunks to be ripped out and a sharp yowl to come from her muzzle. Her hand was stroking the long silky fur as she walked down the hall. A few odd glances were given to her as she passed; they were probably wondering what the hell she was doing. Well, if they all had tails that were snagged with hair ripped out they would be rubbing the sore spots too.

Once the bathroom as in sight she was all but bounding towards the door. To her dismay there were other inside. Snooty smirks lined the lips of the girls faces as they looked at her. Jasmine could have simply ignored them, but it was just too good. She showed a bit of her teeth, curling her lip up in a small warning snarl as she let out a small growl. The girls shuffled uneasily as they began to gather their stuff and push their way past her. There was no way Jasmine would actually hurt them, but it was good to have a pair of fangs every now and then.

A few seconds passed until she was finally alone and able to dig through her bag for a brush. The bristles met her fur gently as she tugged at a few knots in her tail, working out the wonderfully weaved workings of her backpack. It was only a couple minutes later that she was tangle free and stepping out of the bathroom into the thinning hallway.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Breana was running late again. The young wolf still hadn't been tardy to classes, but the night shifts at her new job hadn't exactly made it easy to get up in the mornings, especially now that she was living on her own. It was it's own set of challenges, but as she looked up in the rear view mirror and saw the fading bruise on her face, she remember why she'd moved out in the first place. Ever since she'd stopped acting like she was supposed to 5 years ago her father had gotten increasingly abusive. She'd just decided she'd finally had enough once she'd turned 18 and gotten her own job. That and she'd turned the son of a bitch over to the police last week after he'd come after her again.

Her rear tires squealed as she pulled a hard right into the school parking lot. Fortunately there was a parking space right there. She parked and grabbed her satchel with her books and a spare change of clothes out of the back seat. Granted that working at a sex shop no one cared if you were wearing Tripp clothes and fishnets, but well the prudes at school were a different story. Hopefully her first period teacher would let her go to the bathroom and change. Ms. Zameki was usually pretty understanding given her hours, but if there was a sub in today like she'd said, it could be trouble.

Breana slung her satchel over her shoulder and started running for her class. She'd had perfect attendance this far, and if she could avoid it, she wasn't going to lose it now. She pulled her hair back and tied into a rough pony tail as she darted down the halls towards class.

 

[Scarlet Sky]

Jasmine wasn't too thrilled about being at school today seeing as her morning hadn't started off too well. Now she wasn't going to complain, after all it was one of the better days but it still left a ting of agitation in her that caused her fur to bristle every time she though of it. To start of this glorious morning he mother had decided to snap her her; quit literally, about shirking on her choirs and not taking care of her brother. If she didn't know any better she would say that her mom had kids just to have slaves. Besides that, she was pretty sure that it wasn't her responsibility to take care of her brother. But it was whatever. She only did it so that she didn't have to get a job and pay rent.

The thoughts had pulled her away from the real world and when she came back to earth she was standing in front of someone, staring into a confused face. "Well?" Jasmine looked at the boy as she stood there, confused as to how she had gotten there and why he was saying well. "Uh.... What?" The black muzzled wolf rolled his eyes and growled lightly as he moved around her. "I'll find the damn room myself." She didn't give the situation another thought, she was assuming that she as in a daze and missed a few things; it happens.

After looking about and figuring out where she was, she add her way across the hall to her class room. Apparently her subconscious was leading her there. She opened the door to see a class already starting to fill up. She groaned at a few of the students, knowing that she would have done anything to get away from them, but it was bearable seeing as she had a friend. And speaking of the little she-devil....

Jasmine purred gently as she saw Breana bounding down the hall, a messy ponytail flapping behind her; Jasmine would have to fix that for her later. "Well well, someone seems to be running a bit late. Work again?" She held the door open, her hand gesturing for her to go in.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

As she neared her class Breana smiled seeing Jasmine standing there. Dealing with the sub might not be so bad depending on who it was. They'd met freshman year, and somehow ended up being fast friends, she still wasn't entirely sure how. “Yeah boss lady kept me there till 2:30 last night, so I got a bit of overtime in, but I overslept this morning. Big surprise right?” She chuckled lightly an stepped into the class.

And in that second the humor she had disappeared, it was a sub, and not just any sub, but Mrs. Growler. If there was anyone she didn't want to have to deal with it was her. She had a well earned reputation for being strict, and an absolute bitch about following the rules to the letter. Set one toe out of line around her and you were in trouble, and here she was in attire that was flagrantly in violation of the school dress code.

As soon as the old mare's stern eyes locked onto her, she started stammering incoherently trying to rationalize what was going on. “Oh, uh Mrs, uh, Growler, I uh...”

“Ms. Riles, Your attire is completely unacceptable. This is an institution for learning, not a brothel.” As she stood up from behind the desk and started walking toward her, Breana kept stammering trying to find the words. “I don't care for your excuses, and if you think that you can run around doing as you please-” She was definitely getting warmed up for one of her infamous lectures before bringing down the hammer on her unfortunate victim.

 

[Scarlet Sky]

The cute little smile lined her friends lips when she saw her standing at the door. “Heh… I guess I’ll have to come and have a talk with your boss sometime.” She snickered gently as she closed the door behind them, her eyes falling on the substitute at the front of the room. Her eyes narrowed at the realization of who it was, a little grow slipping from her nuzzle causing a few heads to turn her way. She simply ignored them, she was used to people looking at her oddly, she was; after all, odd.

“Well look who it is… the most chipper sub in the world… how lovely of her to join our class today.” She growled the words in Breana’s ear. The run on her ear tickled her nose as she pressed her muzzle to her to whispers. She pulled back, wrinkling her nose, trying to force herself not to sneeze. “You smell good.” It wasn’t really to her, just a thought spoken out loud.

Just as she was about to sit down she heard the grasp neigh coming from the mare at the front of the room. She caught herself from growling again, though it was hard, she didn’t really agree with people when they decided to be rude to her friend. Especially when they were being a condescending bitch.

It was easy to tell that Breana was getting a little overwhelmed, her lack of wards was proof of that. “Seriously?” Jasmine stepped in front of her friend, her coat making her look like a shadow behind her. “You’re one to talk to old colt.” She spat the insult out, knowing that she would probably be sent out of the room or to dentition or whatever it was that teachers did these days. “Why don’t you go look in a mirror and then you can tell her what to wear. For someone that follows the rules so well you sure don’t seem to care about the ones that involve you.”

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Breana blinked a couple times. She knew Jasmine had a tendency to be mouthy at times but watching her snap at the teacher like that was new. Not that she was wrong about the matter, while Ms Growler was still professionally dressed, she was definitely pushing the envelope of what was acceptable. The audacity of it seemed to infuriate the woman and her eyes flashed.

“Both of you! Principle's office now!” Her statement was livid and exuberant as she snapped her arm towards the door. Breana meekly squeaked compliance before darting out. She waited for her friend to come out before heading to to principle's office. Technically she couldn't mark them tardy or absent since they'd been there on time and were sent out, but given how much the old mare loved exerting her authority they were going to have to depend on the principle's good graces.

As they walked down the hall she smiled sheepishly at her friend. “Sorry I got you in trouble...again.” This wasn't the first time they'd been in a situation like this, and it likely wouldn't be the last. Hell it took five years of being physically and emotionally abused by her father before she finally put an end to it.

 

[Scarlet Sky]

She could feel the blood flow in her veins from her frustration, and she was pretty sure if her heart beat any fast the entire class room would have been able to hear it. She was so fed up with this little miss mare who thought she as a good teacher, but in actually was probably some slut with a man who was too small so she let her frustration out on the poor innocent students at school. She would greatly regret that one day.


When the teacher ordered them away Jasmine bowed... More of like a curtsy, well, I guess it was a mix of both. "Yes your coltness. Until next time..." Honestly, she really needed to learn to just walk away. But jasmine was one of those people that would rather chop her own muzzle off before she gave the last word to someone else.

As she turned to leave the room a group of girls was cackling in the back, eyes lightened with amusement as they whispered back and forth. We didn't say anything, but instead she growled and snapped at them before she leaved, giggling at the look of surprise on their face. Mice... Always afraid of, well, everything.

Once out of the room she was looping her arm in Breana's as if the black she wolf was exporting her. "Hush..." She hissed to her friend, "I got myself in trouble. I'm so sick of that bitch treating everyone like shit. Besides... Maybe we can get little miss mare up to the office with us... Then they could see the cute outfit she was pushing today." With that she nuzzled her muzzle into her friends neck, closing her eyes and letting her lead the way.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Breana chuckled a little as they walked towards the principles office, “Maybe, but it was on my account. I really need to start standing up for myself more.” This wasn't anything new, them walking together, but fore some reason it seemed to feel different this time. That and the way that she was nuzzling into her now, it was making her heart go crazy.

She wasn't sure what to make of this, was she falling for her friend. It was confusing and whirl of emotion all of the sudden. She could have sworn that Jasmine was straight. She'd had a couple of boyfriends before, never mentioned finding any girls attractive though.

She shook her head trying to get that fuzzy feeling to clear up. That couldn't work, they wouldn't be able to be a couple would they? Not with what her big secret was, the honest to God reason that her father had started beating her in the first place. Lesbian would rule out a relationship together as soon as she found out, and well she didn't see any straight girl wanting to be with someone like her

 

[Scarlet Sky]

She honestly didn't feel like going to the principles office, than again, o one really did feel like doing that. Everyone here was probably going to go home and be nagged at by their parents about cleaning or doing their homework or being more involved with the family. They honestly didn't need anyone else nagging at them about something, especially about speaking heir mind when they were; in fact, right.

Jasmine snickered in her friends ear as she opened one eye to look at her. "Yeah, you really do. I think you might just be weaker than I am, and you know ow weak I am. You're kinda of a wuss puss." She purred gently like a kitten, pressing her muzzle to Breana's ear, mocking her friend lightly.

"But seriously... Don't worry about it. You know I'd do anything for you." Her voice was distant as she closed her eyes again, wishing that she was in bed instead of the middle of the hall. She really hadn't gotten much sleep last night. Unlike her friend with late night shifts, she wasn't used to shot nights sleep, and it was showing as she leaned heavily on her friend, her body wear and wearily form exhaustion.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Breana giggled calming down a bit. She wasn't hanging onto her like a girlfriend would, she was just a sleepy little vixen. She did this occasionally, and it was usually over something stupid. “Ok I had a late night at work, what's your excuse for being tired?” She lightly prodded her friends muzzle, while giving her a bit more support and keeping them on the way to the Principle.

Seeing the opportunity as too much fun to pass up, Breana had to take a quick Jab at her friends expense. “You find a new guy in school you got the hots for? Up all night pining and trying to figure out how you're going to win him over?” She chuckled good naturedly to let her friend know it was in jest.

“Seriously though that's why I worry about it because I know you're always there for me, and it doesn't seem like I really do anything for you in return. And I am not a puss.” She pointed up at her ears. “Do these look like cat ears to you?”

 

[Scarlet Sky]

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One of Jasmine's eyes opened half way when she heard the black wolf chuckle. She blushed gently and pulled her head away, her hands reaching down to pull down at the hem of the leg hole on her shorts as if she was trying to hide something. Yes, she had stayed up late... But it wasn't just over some guy. She was frustrated and needed a... Fix. "N-no! Bre! Why would you ask something like that?!" Her shy snarly echoed through the halls as she look away. "Besides... None off these guys could handle me." She giggled lightly, trying to mask her emberrassment.

She held her hand on one of her arms now, looking like a scared and shy new kitten just starting school. "You do do things for me. You stick around and put up with all my crazy shit. If you know half the stuff I lik-" she cut herself off, knowing that she was about to go too far, she didnt want her friend asking he those types of questions, well, if she would even bother to that is.

SE shook of the thought and giggled at her as she finally looked back over. "Look like kitty ears to me!" She gave a mocking purr again as she pushed herself up to walk on her toes so she could bit Breana's ear gently, holding it for a few seconds before pulling back. "Yep, taste like kitty." She winked playfully as she fell back on her heel and got back into step.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Breana's ears peaked a bit when she started to go about not knowing half the shit she liked. She coked her heard sideways. “Oh like what?” This was a legitimately intriguing question since there were only a couple things they hadn't really talked about.

She suddenly felt her friend nibbling on her ear, and giggled. “Ow! Knock it of Jas, or people are going think you turned into a lesbian or something! Wouldn't want people to start that rumor, though it would probably be a nice kick in the balls to that asshole you were dating last year”

She shot her friend that teasing grin as they neared the principle's office and then sighed. She opened the door for her friend and motioned for her to step in. “After you Mademoiselle.”

 

[Scarlet Sky]

Jasmine snickered at the comment of being a lesbian. As if. She wasn't interested in girls. Or at least she was pretty sure she wasn't. There was that one time in middle school where she was curious about it, but she didn't think about it too long, and soon she was fooling around with some guy on the football team; that didn't last long, he was an ass that just wanted... well... some ass. "Hmmm... if it would piss him off than I might just go for it." She giggled at the thought as she nudged her friend back.

Jasmine felt her cheeks burn as the blood rushed up, causing a deep pink to paint her skin when she then heard the question. She was glad that she had a nice coat of orange fun on her cheek to hopefully hide the embarrassing color. "What do you mean like what?" She was trying her best to avoid the question, it was just too embarrassing for her. She might put up a tough girl act at school, but underneath she was just a shy girl that was a bit closed up. That's what years of disappointment could get you.


She was glad to see the door to the office coming up. No, she wasn't looking forward to dealing with this, but she wanted to get away from the uncomfortable conversation topic. Hopefully Breana wouldn't bring it up late, though she knew that her friend had a good memory and usually didn't let things slip so easily. She nodded to her friend, slipping into the doorway where she stood for only a few seconds before being ushered into the principles office, obviously the substitute had already called and let them know. They were soon both sitting in chair before they principle who was on his computer not glancing up until he was finished.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

As the keys to the principle's keyboard clacked Breana couldn't help fidgeting. Part of it was the fact that they were sitting there waiting for the principle to finish so they could talk to him, but mostly it was because she couldn't get that thought about Jasmine out of her head. Could they really be a couple? They'd known each other for years, but what would Jasmine's reaction to learning her dreaded secret be?

She was snapped out of her train of thought by the principle clearing his throat. He looked at both of them pointedly. “Breana and Jasmine. Why is it that when one of you gets into trouble the other one is always right behind? I assume there's a good reason for your attire young lady?”

Breana hung her head sheepishly. “I had a late night at work. I just crashed on the couch when I got home cause I was tired and I woke up late. I didn't have time to change so I threw a change of clothes into my satchel. I was planning on changing after I'd checked in with homeroom sir.” She looked up timidly.

He arched an eyebrow. “I'm going to guess that was you I heard tearing into the parking lot at the last minute this morning then as well?” Breana dropped her head, she really needed to start getting up earlier. He turned his gaze to Jasmine. “And what excuse did you have for sassing the instructor?”

 

[Scarlet Sky]

Jasmine was always a very impatient person, and she was showing it now. A few sighs escaped along with a couple of huffs, even her foot started to tap. She wash anxious because she was worried or scared like her fidgeting friend at her side, no, she was anxious because she really just wanted to get it over and done with. Honestly, she was wondering if she was going to be sent home this time. She ha been sent home so many times when she was called to the office, she was sure by now that he would give her a free pass so she wouldn't have to do summer school for the absences. Yeah right, like hell he would do something like that.

Only one word came to mind when she heard the principle, 'finally.' She crossed her legs and leaned back, making herself comfortable for the talk to come. She honestly diet want this to last long, but it was t like she was going to go out I her way to make his job hard... Well, harder than she's already made it. When he started to talk she was surprised that Breana was the first one she addressed; well she was dressed a bit... Slutty.

Her hand went to her friends, her thumb running soothing circles around her knuckles. She paused for a moment, her eyes glancing down at the black hand, slight confusion in he eyes. If she hasn't been looking at the hand she could have sworn it was a guys hand. It was a bit thicker and she could actually feel the muscle, much more than in her own. She shook her head and looked back up, It's probably just her job. She might use her arms and hands a lot. Hee thoughts went back to her arms as she was looped with her in the hall; she had felt a bit of muscle there too, it was very lean and hidden under the fur, but she could feel just a little.

It wasn't until she heard the voice directed at her that she was pulled from her mass of jumble thoughts. "Uh.... What?" She watched as the teacher sighed, pulling his reading glasses from his face and pin in the bridge o his nose in frustration. Once he had calmed himself, or whatever he was doing, he repeated his question. "Okay, look..." She paused for a moment, taking a calming breath before she got too much of an attitude. "She's very rude. She doesn't handle anything well. If something goes wrong she inappropriately addresses it. She always is very condescending. She drilled Breana about what she was wearing, yet her shirt is unbuttoned too low, her midriff is showing, her skirt is too short and her heels looking like something from a strip club. It's not fair at all an I just... Snapped..." She thought that she did a good job of explaining everything, and she was very proud of herself for not flipping out this time with him, hopefully he would be impressed with her self-control this time.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

The principle leaned back in his chair and pinched the bridge of his nose. Years ago Mrs. Growler had been one of their best instructors, but for some reason in the last few she'd become more and more problematic. He was going to have to have a discussion with her. He looked back at the two students in front of him and sighed.

“You're attendance records won't be affected, but you'll both be receiving detention today after school. I'll have a talk with Mrs. Growler about her conduct and dress as well. I've been getting more complaints that usual, but it still doesn't mitigate you're violation of our student expectations. I'll expect to see both of you after class today.

Also Breana I need you to talk to your supervisor about your shifts. This is becoming seriously problematic. You've been pushing the envelope getting here on time for the past few months. I'll need your supervisors name, and the name of the store where you work.”

Brena swallowed hard. She really didn't want to bring that up since he'd probably know exactly what type of shop it was, but at this point she didn’t have a choice. She felt Jasmine's hand on hers and for some reason felt oddly relaxed. “I work at Spartan's over off of fifth street. My super is Diamond.”

Sure enough she got the look she was expecting. He knew exactly what the place was, whether that was because he was a client or not she wasn't sure. Either way it didn't matter as he dismissed them both afterward and sent them back to class. She still needed to stop at the bathroom so she could change.

 

[Scarlet Sky]

She could tell that her principle was agitated. To be honest, she felt a bit bad for him. He had to constantly deal with delinquent students that cared far less than Jasmine ever could. But it was hard to feel sympathy for someone when you were defending someone and you end up getting punish for it. It was just absurd to her, but it's not like she really had a say in the matter. She simply had to grin a bare it.

When she heard him say that they had detention she was pushing herself from her chair. She had plans and didnt feel like staying after to sit in a classroom for a couple of ours and staring at a clock. To her, it was pointless. But when he mentioned that he would be having a talk with Mrs. Growler she had relaxed back in her chair once more, a smug look on her face. Good, the damn horse needed to have a good talking to.

Jasmine was a bit taken back when her said that he would have to talk to be manager. Where did he get of thinking that he had a right to meddle in her personal life. Jasmine was going to say something but Breana beat her to it. The black she-wolf had actually agreed to it. Well, maybe not agreed, but given him the information he wanted. She was pretty sure that, legally, he did not have a right to mess with her life outside of school.

The red vixen was growling silently but when she looked back to the principle and saw the shocked look on his face, she was confused. What was so wrong with what she said? Was it because of the road that she worked off of? Jaz knew that it wasn't exactly a quite place to work. It was very busy around there, but that was good for business. Come to think of it, she actually didnt know anything about this place, she was pretty sure she had never even heard of it. She would just have to ask later. No, she could surprise her friend at work. That way she could see her and get a first hand look at her work area.


Once they were out of the office she was fidgeting with a string that hung loose on her shorts. She wanted so bad to stay out of class, or just skip the rest of the day all together, but he was nice enough to disregard the absence, so she didnt want to make it worse. "I'm coming with you to the bathroom. I don't want Togo back yet. Besides, if I show up alone the old mare with probably grill you about why you weren't with me." Her voice was flat, but there was still the hint of agitation in her voice. She just tried to block out the negative side of the day as she looped her arm with he friends and started to head towards the girls bathroom.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Breana swallowed when Jasmine said she was sticking with her. Normally she didn't mind the company, but this was a slightly different circumstance. She couldn't just change with her in the bathroom as well. What if something happened and she saw. Her mind started racing trying to find some excuse as they neared the girl's room.

“Uh I'm sure it'll be fine, I think she'll be able to figure out why when I'm wearing different clothes Jas, and you probably don't want to get in trouble for taking too long. The principle might've called Mrs. Growler to let her know that we were on the way back.”

Her eyes darted back and forth like a cornered animal looking for an escape, and her heart felt like it was pounding in her chest.

 

[Scarlet Sky]

Jasmine rolled her eyes at her friend as she started to say that she didnt have to go with her. She thought it was silly. Maybe she was just shy, or maybe she was uncomfortable hanging in front of people. She did t really care, she was okay with her going into a stall to change. In all honesty she really just didnt want to go back to class yes. Even if the teacher had called to be inform of their return it wasn't a big deal if they arrived only a couple minutes later than expected. And if it was a big deal, well, she could just get over it.

"Chill. I don't care about her. I'd rather stay out just a little longer. And if you're shy you can just change in one of the stalls. She nudged her friend on her side as they got closer to the bathroom door. "If I get in trouble than it's my fault. Besides, it's my fault that we went to the principles office in the first place." She was sure she was rambling now, but the main point was that she diet want to go back to class. The longer they stayed out, the shorter they would be in.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Breana sighed, she was planning on changing in a stall anyway to be safe, but it didn't help make it any less awkward. Either way t was pretty obvious that she wasn't going to be shaking Jasmine, and she had a valid enough point. She slipped her arm free and walked in to the bathroom. “Fine, come on then. Just keep an eye open for anyone else ok?”

It was quiet and empty at the moment, just the tow of them which was probably good. Having anyone else would've complicated the matter. She walked towards the rear most stall and locked it behind her. She sat down on the toilet and started to unlace her boots.

“So seriously what's bugging you? You seem pretty tired, and you're obviously agitated about something. It's just the two of us in here, so it's not like anyone else will find out. You've got my word that I won't tell anyone else.”

Once her boots were unlaced, she reached into her satchel and pulled out her change of clothes. A fresh set of lingerie, and longer plain skirt, and t-shirt. Some people may have reserved it for when they felt like being sexy, but she thought it was more comfortable, and honestly it was more feminine. She laid them out on the back of the toilet and pulled her boots off.

 

[Scarlet Sky]

She was a bit taken back by how Breana had said 'fine.' It was a little tense and agitated. Or maybe it was just her? It wasn't like her friend to be so blunt. "You okay? You don't sound to excited about me sticking around." The words came out flatly as she followed her friend into the bathroom, slipping in an 'ok' as a response to keep an eye out. She did t really know why she had to. "We're both girls, you don't need to be so shy. And if another girl walked in they probably wouldn't give a damn if they saw you changing." The words were more for herself and the empty room, though at the same time meant for her friend. Basically it was it really an important matter anymore.

Once Breana was in the stall she had jumped straight to the question that Jasmine has honestly completely forgotten about, and she was quickly becoming the one that felt shy and award. Jasmine tapped her claws nervously on one of the ice cold sinks, dirty and stained from many spills of foundation and smeared lipstick of girls who obviously had a bad grip or were just bad with make up in general. She was hoping the nervous noise didnt reach her friend as she thought of a lie. Could she lie? The she-wolf usually knew when she was lying, and besides, Jasmine was pretty abysmal at it anyway.

"I... Ummm... Ya'know, I'm just working on this project for a class that I'm behind on... And uh... It... Kept me up late..." So she had decided to go for a lie, and all the while she could feel herself tripping over her words. Lovely. There was no way she could tell her friend what she really had been doing... And the things she had been using. It was embarrassing and she knew that most people would t understand.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Breana pulled her boots off and then hiked her skirt up to were she could reach her garter straps. As she undid the straps she glared at her friend through the stall door. She could hear her nails tapping against the sink, and the hesitant stfuter in her voice. Jasmine knew she couldn't lie, but for some reason she persisted in trying to over some things. Her biggest problem was that she never bothered to come up with a story to stick to, so she was always tripping over herself trying to explain. That and she had so many tells it wasn't funny.

“Uh huh. Do you want to tell me which class, and what the project is for, or do you want to just tell me what's really going on? It's really bad when I can tell you're lying without even seeing you.”

She slid her stockings off and neatly rolled them up before tucking them away into the bag she'd brought to hold her laundry. She then stood up and started to strip down completely. She turned her back to the door just as an added precaution. “Alright I'm getting completely naked in here so no peeking ok.”

 

[Scarlet Sky]

The red vixen was pacing now, not just because she was too shy and nervous to actually tell her friend the dal reason she was up so late, but because she was taking so long to finish changing. But when she heard her call her lie out and then pretty much say she was a bad liar; which she was, she was letting out a soft growl, only loud enough to echo on the bathroom walls so she could hear in the stall. Jasmine wasnt exactly an intimidating person. She was shorter and thinner and most likely weaker than her wolf friend, but it did t hurt to give her a warning growl.

She sighed as she tried to think of a class have less than little to no luck thinking of something. "Fine... Whatever..." She paused for a moment before turning away from the stall door to hide any blush that would come. "I was testing out a new toy I got." The words came tumbling from her lips quickly, she really just wanted to get it over and done with. Not everyone was into using dildos and vibrators and other suck items, so she wanted to get the judgment over and done with.

She braced herself for the worse as she tried to act no chelaunt and walk over to the stall when she said she was getting naked. She stuck her muzzle to the crack of the door, a gentle snicker coming from her. "Need help? You take forever."

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Breana had already stripped down completely by the time Jasmine growled at her. Her friend definitely had a case of little man syndrome, which she never really understood. Either way it was just a part of who her friend was, and it helped her out when she wanted to tease the little vixen. She'd gotten her new garter belt on and was grabbing her thong when Jasmine said it was because she'd gotten a new toy that she was testing out.

Almost immediately she turned around without thinking, shocked that she had one even. She stood there for a moment, her nether regions exposed so that if anyone was looking in, they could see her secret, the fact that she wasn't a girl at all. She realized this after a moment and quickly turned around to conceal her front again, hoping Jas hadn't seen her sheath, and stepped into her thong.

“Sorry If I take so long, but I actually happen to like wearing clean lingerie every day. And if I'm reading what you just said right, the only thing I'm wondering is how the hell you got whatever type it is, dildo, vibe, whatever, when if I recall you don't turn eighteen until next month. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Trust me I have to deal with weirder things at work.”

She quickly put her bra on while she was talking, and then stepped into her skirt. She pulled her t-shirt on and then sat down again to put on her thigh highs and fasten them to the garter straps before strapping her boots on and stepping out.

 

[Scarlet Sky]

Jasmine was seriously doubting that telling her friend about her toy was a good idea. She knew that most people weren't really open to the idea, and to be honest, Jasmine had not been interested in it either, at least not until she tried it. She was surprised how good it had felt. And it only made her wonder what other items would feel like on and in her.

She was abruptly pulled from her embarrassing thoughts as she saw her friend whirl around. In that instance she knew that it had been a mistake to tell her friend the truth, she should have known that she wouldn't accept it. So she moved her muzzle down, averting her eyes from the she-wolf. Her eyes paused when she noticed something odd about her friend; she didn't have breasts. Instead she had a smooth chest, slightly rigged from muscle. Looking further down her eyes widened as she stared at her... No... His groan.

She stumbled back, her side hitting the cold hard sink. A ping of pain ran through her, but it was number by the shock of the situation she was just thrown into. Why hadnt her friend told her? They had known each other for years. They had spent the night together and even slept in the bed. How was it possible that she never knew? She had felt the muscle in her arms, and had never need a girl as talk as her, but those were things that girls could have too... Though she did see that she had a broader chest than a regular girl.

She ignored the words coming from her friend, and even as she... He... Stepped from the stall she could t say anything. She couldn't think, she just stared. Everything about their relationship had been a lie. And she had no idea what to do besides stand, stare and lose every word she could have possibly said.