You should go to uni, but there's a problem ...

As you still gaze in wonder at your new fur, hands slowly wandering over soft, silky curves, your alarm goes off. You haven't even noticed how relatively early you woke up, but now you are facing a conundrum: It's time to get ready for uni. But looking down at yourself, you doubt you can hide all of this. All of your curves, your fur, your tail...

And when you put on your trusty track suit, the one that only yesterday could contain you, you realize that your new and improved bust pulls up your top so much that quite a bit of your black-furred midriff is exposed, your tail hanging over the waistband of your pants and swishing through the air. No way you can pass yourself off as human like this... A fact that should rattle you a lot more than it does, which is not at all. You're hot and soft and horny. Screw loss of humanity, and screw uni!

Screwing does seem to be a hot topic for your right now - your libido feels supercharged, continually leaving you ready for anything and anyone, any position, anytime, anywhere. It's almost a problem... if there was anyone with you, hell, if you ran into anyone even slightly willing, you're quite sure you would end up banging their brains out. In fact, that's more than a vague hope as you gather your soaked bed sheets and make your way to the basement washing room, not caring that your furry parts are on full display. With tits like yours, no one's gonna care about a little fur!

Your theory is tested rather soon. As you load up your washing machine with sheets, bent over at the waist and tail raised high to expose your gargantuan ass, you suddenly hear steps behind you - that stop right when whoever is making them comes into view. Or would come into view; after all, you're facing the door with your voluminous behind, not your head.

"Holy fuck!" Judging by the voice, it's Jonah from downstairs from you, a lovely guy with dark skin and just a hint of muscles from working out - in the hopes of getting girls, you'd wager. Turning your head to look back over your shoulder, you see that you guessed right... and that your perfect butt already has a predictable effect. "You... you one of them furries or somethin'?"

"You could say that, lovely..." You purr, shaking your ass and wagging your tail, eyes wandering over Jonah's body, over his growing bulge and his dumb-founded, flushed face as you straighten a little, hands now resting on the top of the washing machine. "I hope you like what you see, fur or not. 'Cause I could be convinced to... you know..."

"Uh, nuh-no, I..." Jonah swallows hard as you brush one hand over the side of one of your ass cheeks, showing off the sensual give of your pliant flesh. "God damn! Never had a p-problem with 'em. Just... just so we're clear, you're gonna let me have a piece of that...?"

"Yes, I'm saying you can fuck me from behind." It's fun to rile Jonah up, you realize. Somehow, you feel a lot more confident than even yesterday with your friends. Probably comes with the new body. "Raw."

The way Jonah's jaw drops is almost comical. Mainly, though, seeing someone react with such blatant lust to your slutty body turns you on so much that the ubiquitous arousal you've been feeling since waking up spikes high enough for you to grow wet so fast that a dark spot begins to spread in the bottom of your pants, causing you to pull them down so they don't get soiled any further, glistening strings of pussy juice trailing from your nether lips. Jonah looks like he's about to collapse.

"Oh fucking hell..." He mutters as he makes his way towards you, fumbling with his pants. Apparently, your behind being covered in fur is more help than hindrance. "I... I don't know who you are, and this is insane, but hot damn, I... I'd be crazy to say no now!"

"Fuck, it's good to hear you say that..." Shaking your ass so the cheeks wobble enticingly, you push down your pants until your rest around your ankles, only managing to lift your top to expose the entirety of your gently swaying breasts before Jonah reaches you, hands brushing over your silky flanks and eliciting a shuddering moan. "Mmmh, yes... Don't bother with warming me up, stud. I want you inside me. Right. Now."

"Y-yes!" A belt-buckle jangles, a zipper zips, and you feel a thick, meaty, and most importantly hard rod smack you between the legs, the impact knocking a lustful squeal from your lips. Already, Jonah is thrusting his hips, his throbbing cock sawing along your sodden pussy, and you gyrate your own hips, following Jonah's motions. "Oh... oh god, you're so..."

"Hot? Wet? Willing? Duh, lover." Wrapping your tail around your partner's waist, you arch your back downwards, giving Jonah perfect access - which he immediately takes advantage of. And you were in no way prepared for a thick, pulsing schlong to spread you wide open, gliding in all the way with the first, smooth stroke. "Ah~! Ah! Ah!""

You feel so full! Dennis inside your ass was great, sure, but this? Gaping and gasping, you just stand there, bent over and with Jonah's fat prick lodged inside you, pussy undulating and milking him without any input from your end, sucking him inside when the bucking of his hips dares to pull a bit of his length out of you. Wet, sucking noises mingle with your moans even with this minuscule amount of movement, and you can feel thick juices trickle down through the fur on your inner thighs as your claws begin to dig shallow furros in the washing machine.

"Oh god. Oh my fucking god." Jonah's hands dig into your pliant hips, and he slowly begins to find the strength and presence of mind to begin thrusting. "This... this is better than I ever... imagined. Fuck!"

"That's the... idea..." You gasp out between Jonah's thrusts as he begins to find his rhythm, tits gathering momentum under you as they their fiercely erect nipples draw circular shapes in the air. "You... fuck me until... I've milked you dry!"

"Baby, you won't... have to wait long!" Groaning, Jonah pulls you against him as he keeps pounding you, the clapping of hips on ass muffled by your fur. "Never thought... I'd clap furry cheeks as my first, but... Nnnhgod! You're so soft!"

"Wai--wai--Oooh~... Wait. You're a virgin?!" You have no idea why that excites you so much. Until now, it never featured into your sexual escapades or even fantasies. But knowing you're deflowering Jonah, that your pussy is the first he ever plowed with his swollen fuckstick? It's almost enough to send you over the edge, face growing even hotter as you pant and moan. "Oh, fuck yes! How... How's my pussy, virgin? How's it feel to... fuck furry girl pussy?"

"I... uunh~, I cuh-can't... It's so fucking wet, I'm go--gonna..." As Jonah stammers his incoherent reply, his pounding never falters. But knowing you're his first, you want to see his face, his reactions to your perfect body, so step out of your pants and begin to twist yourself, left leg drawing a circle into the air as you swing it past Jonah's nose until you face him, his throbbing shaft never once slipping out of you. "Holy fuck! Babe, I... I..."

"Mhmmh~..." You moan as you lay your hands on Jonah's shoulders, shuffling backwards and pulling him with you until you can sit on top of the washing mashine, legs hooking around your partner's waist. "First time, and you get me. Jackpot, hot stuff."

"Oh god... yeah, I..."

Your legs limiting Jonah's movement make sure he lasts longer, his thrusts short jabs right into your core, and you can't help but pull his face closer to yours, your massive tits pressing into your partner's chest as your lips meet. It's electrifying - you feel Jonah deep inside you, and even the aching void he leaves behind for a second with each thrust feels simply delicious. One of his hands is on your enormous behind, digging deep into fur and fat, the other has wandered to your oversized tit, his fingers sinking deep into the gargantuan orb, groping and squeezing with more enthusiasm than skill. And his lips, his soft, gentle lips...

Jonah might be a virgin, but he obviously has extensive experience with kissing. His tongue is confident as it trails over your tingling lips and dips into your mouth where it meets your own, which engages Jonah hungrily as you grow dizzy with lust, with desire, wanting to feel your lover against you, inside you, have him all for yourself. And Jonah is only to happy to give in, to give you his everything, with every thrust that drives the breath from your lungs in a panting gasp as your breath mingles with Jonah's, your faces only fractions of an inch apart between kisses.

"Baby, I think I'm... I can't hold on much l-longer..." You could already tell as much, with the throbbing rod plunging deep into your snatch swelling and straining, hot pre squirting into you at the end of every thrust. "I'm cumming... I'm cumming... I'm CUMMING!"

"Yes, yes, oh god, I can feel you..." Indeed - pumping, swelling, throbbing, you can feel Jonah's fat cock blast incredibly thick jizz into you, viscous globs filling you up and oozing out around the twitching seal your pussy forms around Jonah's length as it clamps down involuntarily. "So hot... so fucking much..."

Panting, gasping and trembling, Jonah keeps bucking his hips until every last drop of cum squirted from his cock has found its way into you, some of it soon finding its way out again and dripping to the concrete floor with wet splats. You stare at Jonah through your bangs, finding your slack-jawed, lustful and oh so satisfied expression mirrored in his face, both of you breathing heavily as you slowly come down from the orgasmic high.

"Babe, that was... I'm..." You giggle at the way your pussy reduced Jonah to a stammering mess. "I... god damn!"

"So, virgin boy... Was your first time everything you hoped for, hm?" Leaning back on the washing machine until your back is against the wall, you give Jonah a perfect view of your blackfurred breasts, bringing your hands up to the enormous orbs to play with their enormous, hard tips. The sight is enough to make Jonah jump and strain inside you, even though he keeps slowly growing soft overall. "'Cause I fucking loved it. Your dick is incredible."

"I... Babe, I don't even have words!" Jonah groans deeply as his wilting cock keeps slipping out of you, sensitive glans slipping over fold after fold, making you shiver lustfully. "Oh, fucking hell. I wanted to do my laundry, and instead I lost my virginity... to a furry!"

"So? Pussy is pussy, tits are tits, right?" You stick out your tongue playfully as you pinch your nipples.

"Yeah, but... you think normal girls are gonna compare now?" Grinning, Jonah lets his hands round down your sides until he can grab your wide hips, pulling them against his crotch. "Your body is unreal, Babe! For real, I think the fur and the tail are a bonus for me!"

"Sexual awakening in more ways than one, hm?" Reaching for Jonah's neck, you pull him down and into a gentle kiss as his cock finally slips out of you, followed by more thick globs of cum that ooze down the front of the washing machine. "Tell you what, I have a few things going on right now, but once that's sorted, I'll let you know. Whenever you want to 'clap furry cheeks', just hit me up, yeah?"

"What, like a friends with benefits thing?" Jonah's grin widens as he grabs one of your fat funbags and squeezes gently, making you moan appreciatively. "I'd be down for that."

Afterwards, the two of you do what you actually came for and start your laundry - although you do it without pants. After all, they only get in the way of your tail, and they feel weird against your fur anyways; you totally get why MalO only gets dressed to titillate. In fact, you'd even take off your top, if you don't feel like you need the hood to mask your still somewhat masculine face. Leaving the fabric bunched up on top of your bouncing boobies seems like a good compromise though.

And putting your body on full display like this is a fun way to tease Jonah. When you and MalO finally meet, maybe you can take her to bang your new fuckbuddy.