Thread: Not a Creature Was Stirring... Save Two [AswanFox - Trixie]

In the past 24 hours, Claire had experienced a lot of firsts. She had always been a rather timid mousette interested in music, interested in books, interested in film and games and all other sorts of interesting things, but only very rarely was she interested in the outside world. She had always had a handful of friends, but was typically the designated driver, the quiet one with a glass of water, or just the sweet one who brought snacks to any party she ever went to, and more or less always left early if she had the chance to. Of course, all of that had changed in the last half year or so. She had been too late to register, so there were no dorms available to her. She had sought to find a job and an affordable place in town, eventually finding a house with a fennec fox by the name of Flint. He was... cute. Very cute, in a way Claire wasn't typically used to dealing with in terms of oh my God, he's right there, whatdoIdowhatdoIdo. He was more active than she was, but she had seen them the same movies she so loved on his shelf, a few CDs of bands she liked, things like that. She might have even thought she stood a chance with him, if it weren't for the fact that she was so shy. She had resolved to change that, and had gone out to a party with her friends. She had taken the plunge, getting drunk off fruity drinks until her white cheeks glowed with inebriation, loosening her soft lips more and more until all those embarrassing little secrets of hers came spilling out of her mouth. The last thing she remembered had been telling her best friend in the world, a raccoon girl by the name of Shyla, that she had a huge crush on her roommate. That... well, she had been entertaining thoughts all years of, well, just about everything she'd ever seen in a video online, of petite young women being screwed silly by strong, cute men. They'd driven her home, the designated drivers for once in their life, and had led the cute little mousette inside, which was where they had seen all the ribbon Claire had set out to wrap Flint's present a set of CDs, tied up two-tone, with red and green ribbons crisscrossing the pretty packaging. That had been one first, with the party. The second first, of course, was the way Claire was waking up just then. Her tail swept slowly over the floor as her eyelids fluttered open. She tried to move one hand, to brush her brown hair out of her eyes, but to no avail her arm was stuck. Mmph, Claire muttered, trying to move around... she felt... sticky. Sticky in all the wrong places. She wiggled her butt some, in plain view of Flint, as she felt the candy cane move around her wet sntch. There was something else, though she couldn't talk. That mmph was the best she had as she tried to say something around that ballgag. Something along the lines of where am I and where are my clothes? She felt her soft breasts press against the floor, and she continued to try and roll out of the ribbons. They were thick ribbons, and tightly bound around her limbs. All she got for her rolling was to slowly bring her around to her back, where she was suddenly able to see Flint. Her half-closed eyes went wide, and her tail set to thrashing. Mmph! she started again, her cheeks reddening as the nipples upon her soft breasts hardened into fine nubs. She was surprised, she was worried, and more than anything... she was horny in a way she had never been before.