Thread: That's Furry Busyness

It was Spring Break and everyone was excited. The beaches were packed with rowdy college students looking for either one or both of only two things. Beer or sex. Right now Lisa wasn't looking for either. She stepped over a couple making out on the beach, she couldn't see where the guy's other hand was but she had a feeling it was somewhere it shouldn't be while on a public beach. She did her best not to stare. She had been swimming earlier, her dirty blonde hair still damp from the water. It was cut in a short pixie cut that made the water drip onto her shoulders. She had her towel wrapped around her hips, one of those small ones you get at the hotels. The ones you generally aren't supposed to take with you, but that was okay, it wasn't really hers. After she finished swimming she found someone had taken her towel and left this one behind. With a roll of her eyes she took the exchanged towel and looked about for something else to do. It was only ten in the morning, and while it wouldn't be two hard to find someone who would give her a beer, despite her being a year below legal drinking age, she wasn't looking to get wasted this early in the day. She wanted a chance to enjoy the attractions the island getaway had to offer. Yes, it was an island, a rather large one but an island still. Any other time of the year it probably would have been very relaxing, but with this boisterous crowd Lisa was having trouble finding peace anywhere. She found a small massage parlor on the beach, one of the people that worked there shooing away noisy students to allow the people inside some peace. That sounded like a wonderful idea. She went inside and walked up to the desk, paying for a full body message. There seemed to be no better way to work all her stress out. Once inside she was instructed to take off her top and lay face down on the table. She did as instructed, removing the rainbow leopard print halter top of her bikini, the bottom matched the top in patter, but it had ties on either side. The halter top had a tie behind her neck and another around her back. She pair down and untied both, so all she would have to do was retie them to get up again. When the masseur entered the room she didn't even bother looking up. This person knew their job and they would preform it as they were paid to do so. It was when she felt the hands on her back that she got curious. She had been expecting to feel different, the magic in the hands of a good masseur after all, but what she hadn't expected was for them to feel so hairy. When she finally did look up to see who was giving her a message she realized it wasn't a who at all. Oh Shit! she screamed as she rather gracelessly fell from the table, rolling over the other side in a panic to get away from the creature in the room with her. Sure, she had heard of furries but she had never actually seen one in person before. When she rolled off the table she had forgotten to grab her top, revealing a pale pair of perky c cup breasts. It seemed the girl had yet to find the time to tan topless. Realizing her error she turned bright red and covered her chest with her arms. Who-! What are you!? Lisa demanded without much tact.