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Being a small, remote town you don't often see strangers at the midsummer festival, but there she is. It's been almost a year since you met under the old tree by the lake, so long you were thinking you'd never see her again, but despite the long green evening gown her fur patterns are unmistakable. You've never seen a non-anthro wear full clothes before, and it makes her even more irresistible. How did she even manage to put that on... "You stare at all girls like that, or just the four-legged ones?" While you were gawking she closed the distance, jumping up to deliver a lick on your nose and a whisper in your ear, "I was hoping to run into you again." The evening rushes by, a blur of talking and teasing and too much groping for polite company. As darkness sets in she gets up, sauntering away from the light and noise of celebration toward the far side of the lake. The scent of drink and food begin to fade, leaving a tantalizing musk you hadn't noticed before, beckoning you to follow closer. You realize where she's taking you as her pace speeds up. Before long you're both sprinting, a race to the tree you remember so well. Somehow she beats you there, more agile even with a long gown obstructing her legs. She flops down at the base of the tree, panting with exertion and grinning with satisfaction. Rolling onto her back, spreading her legs, the fabric hangs just a little too low and she says, "Now, help me out of this dress." |
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