Thread: [Purr for me][~][Monster & Lunar Blade]

Naru sighed as she surveyed the damage done. She had crashed her bike--well, actually, her bike had been crashed into. A rogue shopping cart had knocked her right off and onto the concrete sidewalk, causing several of her limbs to grate across the rocky surface. She was now bleeding from at least six different places and had a bruise the size of Milwaukee on her left hip. With a groan, she pulled herself off the ground, carefully dusting off her butt. Bloody bicycle ... Her current mode of transportation seemed a bit beaten up. Parts of it were dented and a spoke or two were detached from their correct end points... Naru heaved it up off the ground, grunting as her bruised hip creaked. Bloody bicycle ... It looked as though she could ride it home alright, so she gave another heavy sigh and got up on it, riding painfully along the sidewalk towards home. As she finally got home, she let out a little 'tch'. There was blood dripping down her leg from her skinned knee. She pulled her bike carefully into the three-car garage. A space for mom's car, a space for her dad's car, and a space for her and her sister's bikes. They had a brother, too, but he was out of the house he had left for college almost two months before that, when the heat of summer was still coating everything in a sleepy haze. It was only fall, but it wasn't getting any warmer. The section for bikes was empty. Naru sighed and parked hers, then walked to the back door of the house, unlocking it with a key that hung from a chain around her neck--the only way she could keep herself from losing it. The sickening smell of Lemon Pledge and air freshener filled her nose and she winced, immediately pulling out the ingredients needed to make chocolate chip cookies--it would be a much better smell than what they had at that moment. As Naru mixed flour, eggs, sugar, and butter, her mind began to drift. Her most recent memory of her sister was the girl in her school uniform blue plaid skirt, white blouse, white knee socks, Mary Janes. Her mixing hand started to slow and her eyes closed as various states of dress passed through her mind, her own skirt suddenly feeling like far too much fabric. Suddenly, her brown eyes flew open, face flushed, sweat beading out across her forehead. What was she thinking, imagining her sister like that? It was completely absurd! They were related! She swallowed the lump in her throat and shook her head furiously, clearing her mind of her mind's picture of her sister's breasts. I can't think of her like that. She informed herself quietly, firmly. But that feeling of being over-dressed was still hanging around. She swallowed hard and looked at the clock. It would be a little while until she got home, unless she arrived early. With a deep, shaky breath, Naru unbuttoned and removed her skirt, letting it drop to the floor. Next she slid off her shoes and her socks, and let down her hair, the long, dark-brown tendrils cascading down her back. Her shirt and panties she left, though she wasn't wearing a bra she hated wearing bras. They were so uncomfortable. With a relieved sigh, Naru went back to mixing her cookie batter. She now stood in the sunlit kitchen wearing only her blouse and a pair of baby blue cotton panties, her dark brown tail swishing around behind her happily. She hated wearing clothes they were so cumbersome. Her favorite way to be was completely naked, though only in the security of her own home, and only when she was alone... She would have liked to be naked with her sister, if everyone didn't think it was horrible, including the other girl. Naru swallowed hard as she looked into the chocolate chippy batter, tasted it carefully, then began to spoon it out onto cookie sheets, her cute little bottom swaying as she moved. Her voice started to work, too, as she sang 'Heart Song' by Weezer. It hadn't been a good day, but she was home now, and it was time to chill. After the cookies went into the oven, Naru sat down and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She still had time to kill. As she sat, her mind floated back to her sister's slim body, plump chest, long legs... A shiver ran up her spine and she started stroking her own smooth legs, then her outer lips, over the fabric of her panties. Mom and dad won't be home for hours... I don't think sis is coming in soon... Shaking fingers slipped under the waistband of her panties and she let out a soft gasp of pleasure, pressing her shins up against the edge of the table to keep her legs spread. Her head rolled back to hang limply from her neck, hair spilling out below her, ears flat against the top of her head. Her tail coiled tightly around the leg of the chair and her breasts heaved with a loud gasp. Haahn!