Thread: Strange Town, Strange Folks (Chichi Cheetah & Sheena-Tiger)

It was another Monday in quiet, lovely Sanford. A mildly cloudy morning meant Ariella Gottklein, pale and freckled with long curly ginger hair, didn't have to cover up too much - an umbrella, a heavy slathering of the potion her sister and father had made to shield her vampiric body from what could hit her, and she could enjoy a warm if damp day. Rain periodically drizzled from on high, giving the various green thumbs of town a boon - this summer had been particularly dry and hot, and everyone's water bill had skyrocketed this year. The vampire left Emilia Borland's tea shop with a smile on her face and a hot tea in a travel mug in her free hand, settling into her car a sleek, black sedan with heavily tinted windows and putting her drink into its cupholder as she shut the door. Key in the ignition, turn the key, and the engine didn't start. She frowned, sitting up a little straighter and turning the key again. The sad, desperate noises of the engine as it tried to turn over made her groan and rest her head on the steering wheel. Okay, so she didn't take as good of care of her car as she should have, but she had the appointment at the garage tomorrow! Just one more day! Why can't it- Knuckles rapped on the driver's side window, making her squeak in fright and stare at the person on the other side. If she'd still had a heartbeat, it would have been in her throat. Toni! Not cool! Sorry. The shapeshifter sounded sheepish and Ari cracked the window, glaring at them, then lowering it more when Toni opened an umbrella to shield them both from the rain and light sun. I just wanted to warn you that you-know-who's back in town. Great. Ari pulled out her phone, glancing at the missed calls and seeing a voicemail. Apparently he wanted to get hold of me? One of his jobs ties into ours. You know the deal. Toni shifted on their feet, clearly uneasy. He still owes Ty and me from the last job. Well, he knows how to pay you back, Ari teased her friend, running a finger along their jawline. Toni just slapped the hand away lightly, trying not to blush. Paying Ty back is another story. They're both straight and I'm Dale's only exception. You know how that goes. Apparently there's a healer out in Paradis that Ty might like but ever since ... y'know, he's been focused on nothing but work. Toni was quiet for a minute, then asked, Was it... her fault I'm like this? No, Toni. She saved you. You know that. Ariel leaned up, kissing the shapeshifter gently and ruffling their hair. When the kiss broke, she sat back in her seat. Your memories will come back soon. You've been working with Emi on it, right? Yeah, but it always gives me headaches. Toni wrinkled their nose and pushed up, running a hand through their short blond hair. They'd taken to being blond a lot, lately. I'm gonna head home. Mind giving me a ride? I walked up. Why would you... Ari shook her head and unlocked the doors, closing the window. Toni hopped in on the other side, closing their umbrella and tucking it at their feet with Ari's, and settled back after buckling in. ----- In a diner on the far side of town, Cathy Hollen flipped the switch on the neon Open sign, smiling to herself as she rested her hands on her hips. She was proud of her little restaurant, owned by every woman in her family going back five generations. Every woman had been named some form of Cathy - owing to the name of the diner, Cathy's . Cathleen, Catherine, and so forth. And all of them had had short, curly dark red hair and gray eyes. Weird family quirks, she loved to tease and joke. If the town knew her secret though... she shook off her nerves and turned back, stepping around the counter to get back to prepping for the day. Mondays were her slowest day, so she was alone. Whatever was wrong with this town, it wouldn't bother her. She was normal after all. Completely, totally serene. The bell over the door jingled and she looked up from her cutting board to see who it was as she called out brightly, Good morning! I'll be with you in a tick- Her eyes locked with Tybalt's and she blinked. Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Not opening the Den today? Nah. Ty sat at the counter, running a hand through his dark hair. Lately he'd let himself look older - maybe it kept people at arm's length more easily? Cathy wondered. It wasn't a bad look for him though, the whole silver fox with the gray-streaked brown hair. She leaned against the counter and rested a hand on his. He didn't flinch away, which could be a good or bad sign on its own. ... I think I fucked up. What do you mean? Cathy poured him some coffee and he took it gratefully, drinking it down in a few gulps. He was in a perpetual state of exhaustion, it seemed. Toni. He covered his face with a hand, sighing. They still... still don't remember anything, Cathy. Cathy put her hand on his shoulder, rubbing gently. The only reason she even knew about the two 'shifters was the fact that on the day Toni lost their memories, a younger Cathy had found the father and child in the barn, hurt beyond imagination. It'll be alright. Will it? he asked flatly. It will. Toni's tough. She squeezed his shoulder and moved to make his order after he glanced over the menu. How's your mother doing? Ty asked. Haven't heard from her in a while. Cathy stopped moving, just looking at the stove and not answering. ... Oh. Oh, hell, I'm sorry, Cath. It-It's fine. She's at rest, now. Cathy tilted her head back, taking a deep breath. She couldn't tell him, either. ----- Nyx Infernus didn't come into town often, but when she did, people noticed. They didn't notice her, of course - not with her glamours and trinkets, but they certainly noticed the specific aura she left behind. Where her father could drive up people's libido's on a few blocks and her stepmother could set off orgies, Nyx set off implications of pleasure, of fantasies, cause one to feel hot under the collar. She sat down at the bottom step of the motel stairs, a toothpick between her teeth as she watched people walk by. The current glamour she had on made her look like any average woman who might stay at a motel - tired, listless, long black hair that rested without volume across her shoulders and a general don't talk to me aura. She was waiting, of course, for someone specific, and she smiled as that person approached. Dale. You're late. You're itching that bad for me? he chuckled, offering his hand and helping her stand up. The pleasure that tingled across his arm made the man grin and lean in, kissing her forehead. I see you are. My usual isn't available and it's been a while. I'm very hungry, Dale. She brought his hand up to her mouth, pressing her lips against his knuckles in a kiss as her eyes gazed up at him. Then let's go. He scooped her into his arms, making her squeal in laughter and kiss his neck as they went upstairs to her rented room. With the door closed behind them, he tossed her lightly on the bed and grinned as she tugged off her glamour bracelets. As she did, her true appearance came through Brilliant crimson skin, luxuriously curly black hair with tints of purple, eyes the color of a sunset and a long tail thick at its joining with her spine and narrowing toward the tip with a spade tip that snapped back and forth between her legs. She was delightfully busty too, which a good number of her clients loved. He moved onto the bed with her and she kissed him firmly, her tongue fighting against his as his hands ran across her skin. Got to admit, she giggled as he nipped and bit her neck when the kiss ended, I was surprised you were in town, weren't you on-on a job-? Still am, he said against her throat, sliding his hands under her blouse and starting to undo her front-clasping bra. Mm- wait- really? she asked, surprised, before a pleased mewl left her lips as his hands cupped and squeezed her freed breasts under her shirt. Ohh, you know you can be a little rougher on me-! Is it a problem I'm on a job? he asked, lifting his head from her neck with some annoyance. I mean- mnh- She wrapped her legs around his waist, knowing that tone of voice. Come on, stay here, we both need this, she pleaded. But if you're only here for work, why did you- Dale sighed and let go, sitting up and crossing his arms. Because I know you've got info. You're one of the local hunters after all. Nyx flushed in anger, cheeks turning deep purple and she sat up, fixing her bra with a snarl, Don't fucking lead me on, Dale! I wasn't, he snapped back, getting up from the bed. I don't know why we have to keep doing this, Nyx, it isn't like we've got feelings tangled in this. It isn't about my feelings! Nyx sighed, frustrated, and let her hand rest against her stomach idly, drawing circles over her navel piercing. It was some kind of protection charm he vaguely recognized. It's the fact you entice me here, use my needs against me, then make me work with you on whatever stupid gambit it is. I can't do that anymore, Dale. Your jobs are too dangerous for me. Is it because of Chax? he asked. He'd only met the boy once or twice. Yes. If I die, my dad and stepmom have to take care of him more than they already do. I'm already a shit parent but I'm not going to be a dead one. She flopped back on the bed, a mute whine escaping her. Now leave so I can tailfuck myself til I'm done being horny. You going to be alright if you don't-? Just get out, she pointed at the door, her other hand over her eyes. I'll just badger Ty later. He's in dire need of getting laid anyway. Dale didn't move at first, but at her next annoyed grumble, he walked out, slamming the door behind him. She listened to his footsteps fade and pulled a pillow over her face, screaming into it in pure frustration. Good God, Satan, Lucifer and Gabriel, even Lina didn't have this much trouble with her lovers!! Is it because my mother's a normal demon? Nyx grumbled to herself, sitting up and moving up onto her knees. She wriggled out of her jeans, staying in the kneeling position, and she shivered as her tail pressed and rubbed against her through her panties. Oh, damn it, this is just stupid, she ran her hand up her chest, grabbing one of her breasts and squeezing it, whimpering. Dale was her tallest lover and able to pin her to the bed in ways she adored, but this stupid habit of his meant their rendezvous had become rare. She wasn't often in a submissive sort of mood but damn it, she felt like an absolute mess now. Her tail pushed past the wet barrier of her panties and she keened as it easily slid into her, flexing and stretching to try and imitate what Dale could do to her. O-oh- oh- this is- not- enough, she swore, flopping backward and glaring at her reflection in the ceiling mirror. Through the wall next to her, she could hear her neighbors moaning - two women and one of them was begging the other to touch her more, more, more- Nyx realized her inhibition earrings had slipped off and she snapped them back on, sitting up and pressing her knees together as her tail kept squirming inside her. Hah- god- need- mnh She buried her face in her arms, gasping as her tail forced more of itself inside her slick channel, pushing her open more- Her phone rang, freezing her in place, and she scrambled to answer it, a notable shake in her voice, Y-Yeah? It's me. Toni's voice filled her ear and she almost melted. You okay? No. Dale fucked off. Great, he's probably on his way to my place. Did you get your fill before he left at least? No, Nyx groaned, gasping as her tail started moving again. It had found that sweet little spot inside her and she let it start rubbing it firmly. Have to- mmh - scratch my own- itches- when he's inv-volved... I can fix that. Toni's voice became a low purr, Are you at the motel near my place? Of course I am. Just hurry. I-I can't stop. Nyx whined and buried her face in the bed. Last edited Oct 8, 2018