Original date posted on Fur Affinity: Mar 29th, 2018 12:07 AM
“…And if there’s anything else you wanna know about the house and its extremities, just let me know, ma’am.”
The obvious fake smile of the otter realtor angered Sydney to no end. Of course, the dolphin kept her anger hidden behind a faux smile of her own, but one observant enough could tell that she was ready to pounce and beat this woman into the ground. That was because the otter, an obvious upper-class woman dressed in a maroon, long-sleeved shirt and skirt, likely frowned upon Sydney’s low to middle-class punk attire and appearance. Over the phone, she had been nice enough, especially when Sydney had expressed interest in taking a look at the house she was looking to sell. But, that genuine kindness had quickly faded once she had gotten an eyeful of the dolphin herself.
“I definitely will. Thank you, but I’m just gonna look around for a bit, if that’s alright?” Sydney responded, putting a calm facade on.
The otter’s smile widened a bit more as she spoke again, “Not at all. I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.”
With that, the realtor walked out of the empty master bedroom, passing another individual as she headed out to the kitchen. That person in question was none other than Cole. The tall and muscular croc had accompanied his girlfriend to look at the house, especially after she had expressed interest in moving to a nicer place than where she was right now. Although, judging from the facial expression he currently held, he had a few doubts about the place.
Sydney walked to Cole as he simultaneously approached her, saying as she did; “So…whatcha think?”
The croc showed his teeth a bit as he made a sound of uncertainty, “Ehhhh…it’s nice and all, but, you really think you could afford this place, Syd?”
Sydney peered out the door briefly, making sure the otter realtor wasn’t still within earshot, before she responded, “Oh, hell no. Especially not with that bitch as the realtor.”
Cole raised an eyebrow, “Then why would you ask a realtor to show you the place?”
“Because I like seeing what the one percent live like on occasions. Also, because I was bored and had nothing better to do.”
“Wait, what about that museum trip I offered to take you on earlier?”
Sydney looked at him with a look of slight derision, “Mike, I love you, but do you want me to be nice, or to be honest?”
Cole simply replied with a look of slight annoyance, then changing the subject a bit as he turned to look at the bedroom, “Still. It is a very nice place. Heck, I’d love to live here if I could afford it.”
“Damn right, man.” Sydney chuckled as she looked around a bit, imagining her own stuff decorating the bedroom interior. Her death metal posters adorning the walls, her Claymore hung over her bed, and of course, her guitars resting near her dresser. Of course, imagining this led Sydney to imagine herself living in the massive house. She could see it now: her pets wandering freely in a section of the house, her friends all hanging out in the bar-like kitchen, and perhaps even having some skinny dip sessions with Cole in the inground pool out in the backyard…if she could convince the croc to actually go nude at some point.
She let out a sigh of slight disappointment as her thoughts faded back to reality. It would take her several months of work at her current job just to afford the electricity bill of the house, much less the cost of the house itself.
A girl can dream though… She thought solemnly. And so went her minor dreams of parties at the kitchen’s bar and of clothesless times with her boyfriend.
It was then when a new thought sparked in Sydney’s head, one that was both devious and risky. The dolphin couldn’t help but smirk a bit as she pondered the consequences of such an action. But that took less than a full minute before she decided what to do.
She briefly glanced at Cole, who was busy taking a picture of the view outside the bedroom window with his phone, and kicked off her sandals as she did so. She then got to work unzipping her leather jacket, quickly slipping it off and placing it on the floor, exposing her dark grey tank top. She then quickly got to work slipping that over and off her head, just in time for Cole to turn around and see her with her shirt off.
“Well, at the very least, I’m getting a ton of great reference pictures of landscapes for Swee- Sydney?! What the hell are you doing?!” The croc’s face turned to one of utter shock as he witnessed the dolphin remove the tank top, exposing her blue bra and her tattooed torso, his eyes immediately wandering to the markings right above her cleavage, one of which bore his first name.
“Well, seeing as how I’ll probably never actually own this house, I figured that I might as well have a little bit of fun in it.” Sydney chuckled as she tossed the tank top aside and began to fiddle with her black jeans a bit.
“By taking off your shirt?!”
“Oh, not just my shirt! Boom!” Her last word was highlighted by her dropping her pants to her ankles, exposing her blue panties and equally tattooed legs. Cole’s already shocked pupils shrunk even more as Sydney stepped out of her pants and discarded them. The dolphin couldn’t help but let out a laugh as she walked towards Cole, the blushing croc not taking his eyes off of her.
“Ahhhh, this feels so much nicer. Was getting pretty hot anyway!” She said as she wrapped her arm around Cole’s shoulders. As he glanced down at her, his arm briefly brushed against her breast, causing his blush to grow even larger. Sydney, however, just chuckled again as she put a finger on his chin and pushed him towards her face.
The two shared a brief kiss, Sydney shutting her eyes and pressing into his mouth. Cole awkwardly returned the kiss, still a bit shaken up from his girlfriend stripping herself in a public place. Eventually, however, he relaxed and returned it in full. The embrace lasted for about thirty seconds, before Sydney pulled away, a cheeky grin on her face as she spoke; “Come on now…get naked with me~”
Cole, whose blush was now fading, chuckled in response as he began to ease up a bit, “No. It’s not only weird, but illegal too.”
“Come onnnn! It’ll be fun!”
“I don’t feel like showing off my underwear and/or my junk in a house we don’t even own. Especially when the realtor is in the next room over.” Cole began to talk a bit quieter.
“Why? Cause you’re wearing tighty-whities?”
“That’s-! That’s not important! Point is, I don’t wanna take off my clothes!”
Sydney matched his pitch as she broke away from the embrace, “Don’t make me strip further~ I’ll keep taking off clothes until you join me in our underclothed shenanigans~”
As she spoke, the dolphin got down on her knees. Flashing another devious smirk, she slipped her thumbs underneath her brastraps. Slowly, she began to snake the garment down her shoulders, showing off her cleavage a bit more. Her tone was teasing as she addressed Cole, whose blush had returned in full force, “Come on, Mikey~ You’re not gonna make me take my bra off just to keep your clothes on, right? Riiiiiiight?”
Cole opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, footsteps echoed behind Sydney. As the dolphin turned to face the door, the otter realtor re-entered the bedroom.
“Is everything alright in…here…” The otter’s face turned to a similar reaction as Cole’s, staring at the underclad dolphin kneeling on the floor before her. From her point of view, it must have been quite a strange sight. In her head, Sydney couldn’t help but feel a bit of amusement. But, she reacted with a bit of embarrassment herself, blushing a bit and standing up, quickly gathering up her clothes and chuckling a bit nervously.
“Sorry. We were just having a bit of fun.” She cleared her throat before she continued, “Uh, well, your house is very nice, but I just remembered that I can’t exactly afford it with my salary. So, uh, my boyfriend and I are gonna go…”
Sydney and Cole quickly strolled past the stunned realtor, whose expression changed to one of irritation as she heard the latter part of Sydney’s sentence. As they passed her, the otter let out a condescending remark, “Figures someone like you would waste my time like this…”
That made Sydney freeze in place. The dolphin stood there for a few solid seconds, before turning to face the realtor with a new grin. She forcefully handed her clothes to Cole and then walked up to the otter, asking her; “I’m sorry,’someone like me?’”
The otter’s friendly demeanor finally began to fade as she revealed her true feelings about Sydney, “Yes. A lowlife, punk middle-classes who dreams of living in high society, but is too stupid to realize that she will never meet the class and serenity required to live in the upper class.”
“Really now?” Sydney’s grin widened, but as did a low growl from her throat. Behind her, Cole took a step back, already realizing what was about to happen to the poor otter woman if she continued with her rant.
“Indeed! And of course, any girl outlandish enough to strip in a house she doesn’t even own doesn’t even have the right to look at a magnificent house such as this, let alone live in one!”
Sydney put a hand on the realtor lady’s shoulder, still smiling to the point that it looked like her face was gonna break. The otter simply stared back with a look of disgust and contempt, as Sydney spoke once more, “Perhaps you’re right, Miss. Perhaps I’m just too crazy and weird to live with stuck up pricks like you. But, hey, even if I’m not high society material, I can at least get entertainment out of them in another way~”
The realtor opened her mouth to speak again, but instead of words escaping, a high pitched squeal escaped. Sydney’s other hand had snaked down the woman’s skirt, and had yanked up a bright pink pair of panties straight up to the realtor’s chest. This was immediately followed by the aggressive dolphin reaching down the back, gripping the waistband once more, and yanking up again. The intense squeaky clean wedgie was enough to get the otter off the ground briefly, and for a loud shriek to escape her maw. Cole even winced a bit as he stared at the scene in a bit of shock.
Sydney held the realtor in a severe wedgie lock for almost thirty seconds, before finally dropping the pain otter to the ground. Laughing loudly, the dolphin then grabbed onto the maroon skirt and tore it off, exposing the brown, furry butt of the otter and the panties that had been skyrockets up it.
“Nice ass, hon! Hope you don’t mind showing it off to your next clients!” Sydney said jeeringly as she proceeded to take off, the realtor’s skirt and Cole in tow. As they ran, a loud, angry scream followed them out the door.
“YOU BIIIIIIITCH!!!! OWWWW!!!”
Sydney could not stop laughing as they bolted to Cole’s truck, Sydney hopping into the passenger seat and Cole heading for the drivers, dumping Sydney clothes in her lap as he quickly buckled up.
“I can’t believe you just did that!” He said in shock as he started up the truck.
“Really? After what I did to Jack last time he hit on me?” Sydney said with a smile as she set her clothes and the realtor’s skirt in the floor of the truck. Peering out the slightly opened window, one could see the now pantsless realtor, digging her panties out of her rear as she stormed out the front and shouted at the couple in the truck.
“Mark my words! You two heathens will never find a home in the wealthy portion of San Diego! NEVER!!!”
Deciding that she needed to throw one more insult the otter’s way, Sydney shouted back at her, standing up in the floorboard as she bent over, “Hey, bitch! I got you two heathens right here! Why don’t you put your pompous face right between them!”
The dolphin then proceeded to tug her own panties down and press her bare rear against the glass, effectively mooning the likely even more angry and disgusted realtor as Cole drove off. Once she was out of sight, Sydney pulled her underwear back up and sat down.
“Well, that was fun, wasn’t it?” Sydney said with a laugh as she turned to Cole.
“To you maybe.” Cole said, still blushing a bit.
“Oh, come on! It wasn’t a little funny when I wedgied that prissy winch? Not even a little?”
“Okay…maybe a bit, but still! We could’ve gotten in a lot of trouble!”
Sydney just patted the croc’s arm as she responded, “That’s where the fun comes from, man. The risk.”
Cole couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle of his own, “You know, ten years from now, if we’re still dating, I still don’t think I’ll fully understand how your mind operates, Syd.”
“Pfft. We could be married for fifty years and you wouldn’t have learned every single thing about me.” The dolphin said as she planted a small kiss on Cole’s cheek.
“Indeed~” Was his only reply as he drove them out of the rich neighborhood and back out into the city, Cole blushing as he focused on the road..
“Eugh…I’m hungry…” she remarked.
“Wanna go grab some food then? Maybe get dressed?”
Sydney put a finger to her chin and considered it. But she smirked.
“Hmmm…nah, it’s not everyday I get to ride a car in my underwear. Also, I feel like having sushi from that bar.”
