RELATIONSHIPS IN RUTWELL FOREST

By Kthanid

With input from SerenaKtty

Chapter 16 : A House Is Warmed

Serena, Binky and the faerie mouse were all up early the next day. They bustled about the house cleaning, arranging furniture and taking stock of supplies for the party that night. Serena fussed and fidgeted, wanting everything just so. Much to Binky and the faerie mouse’s consternation. By mid-morning she got around to taking stock of her refrigerator and found to her anxious concern that it was woefully under stocked. She placed a quick call to Martin and asked him sweetly to stop by the grocery store and pick up a few things for her. This done she started in making do with what she had.

Shortly after noon, There came a knock on the door. Serena opened the door to find Martin there, his arms full of grocery bags.

“Hi, Martin,” she greeted the mink with a warm smile. “Come on in. Can I help you?”

“Oh, I think I have it,” Martin said as he staggered in under the load he carried.

His grip slipped and a bag started to fall. He tried to grab it but in the attempt lost all the bags. Serena caught up most of them. Martin grinned at her sheepishly.

“A-heh...S-sorry, Serena.”

“It’s okay,” Serena giggled.

She took the bags she caught into the kitchen, passing an exhausted looking Binky reclining on the couch with the faerie mouse tucked down between her warm, fuzzy breasts.

“Hi, B-Binky,” Martin said as he picked up the rest of the bags and followed Serena to the kitchen.

Binky smiled weakly and waved.

“C-can you use a little help getting ready for the p-party?” Martin asked Serena when he caught up to her in the kitchen.

“Yes, that would be nice,” Serena said as she started unloading the groceries Martin had brought. “You can help me unload the groceries. What all did you pick up?”

Mostly chips and dip,” Martin said. “But there are some veggies and lunch meat and cheese and...”

There was an audible ‘pop’ as the faerie mouse appeared over the grocery bags licking her lips. She dove at the bags but Serena snagged her by the tail and set her on the counter.

“Oh no,” Serena chided the faerie mouse. “That’s for later tonight, little one.”

The faerie mouse crossed her arms and ‘hmphed’.

“Go and help Binky,” Serena said, shooing the little sprite away.

The faerie mouse flitted out of the kitchen and Serena and Martin returned to unloading the groceries.

“Ummm...S-Serena?” Martin said.

“Yes, luv?”

“I...I’ve never been able to remember much about these parties...But afterward I kind of get the impression from the others that I might have done something...err...embarrassing or naughty. I don’t want to spoil your party like that.”

“Don’t worry,” Serena told him, planting a kiss on his nose. “You won’t.”

But in the back of her mind, Serena again had to wonder about what to expect for the evening. ‘Embarrassing’ for Martin could mean any of a number of things. But ‘naughty’...And why couldn’t he remember it?

Between the four of them, they had the house and munchies prepared by early evening. While Serena surveyed the living room one final, final, final time, the faerie mouse landed on Martin’s shoulder and snuggled up against his cheek. Nervous perspiration beaded up on Martin’s forehead.

“Uhhh, S-Serena?”

“Yeah?” Serena said, looking over just as the faerie mouse began licking Martin’s cheek.

Martin suddenly blushed and covered the front of his pants with his hands. Serena giggled. The faerie mouse stroked and kissed his muzzle and started rubbing her breast with her free hand.

“Uhhh...Miss mouse?” Martin said in a very nervous voice.

“Okay,” Serena said “Leave poor Martin alone.”

The faerie mouse pouted and crossed her arms, throwing Serena a look that said, `But I’m horny’.

“You’ll just have to find some other way to occupy yourself,” Serena told the little sprite. “We’re still getting ready. Why don’t you go over to Bartholomew’s and make sure he’s coming to the party?”

The faerie mouse’s expression became joyful and excited. She leapt from Martin’s shoulder and vanished with a sparkly ‘pop’. Martin breathed a sigh of relief and turned away from Serena to try and get himself under control, only to find his aroused member tenting his pants right in Binky’s face where she rested her head on her arms on the back of the couch.

“Whah Martin,” She said with and impish grin as she regarded the mink’s hidden asset. “Ah didn’t know y’all cared.”

Martin’s blush deepened and he crouched down behind the couch, trying to will his aroused minkhood to behave itself.

“It’s all right,” Serena giggled.

“It’s nothin’ Ah haven’t seen befuh,” Binky chimed in helpfully.

Martin concentrated for a full minute, but his willful organ refused to relax. He whimpered softly, not wanting to offend his lover and her friend. Serena smiled and reached out to him.

“It...it won’t...umm...” Martin whimpered anxiously.

“Need someone to take care of it for you?” Serena asked with a warm, gentle smile on her muzzle.

Martin nodded shyly and took her hand. He stood up, covering the object of his embarrassment as Serena lead him toward her bedroom.

“I’ll be back in a bit, Binky,” Serena said.

“Okay...Momma,” Binky grinned.

Serena let the remark slide and closed the bedroom door behind her.

“I’m so s-s-sorry, Serena,” Martin said. “I don’t know why it won’t...I mean...Why I can’t get it to....”

Serena sat him down on the bed and kissed him softly. Martin’s lips trembled as he returned her kiss. She sat on his lap and kissed his neck. He leaned his head back, letting her kiss and nibble at his throat. His whole body trembled.

“Calm down, Martin,” Serena soothed, becoming a little concerned.

Martin was always a little skittish and shy, but this seemed different to her somehow. He seemed to her not to be trembling with nervousness, but from a pent up energy. She wondered if her little friend had done something to Martin to arouse him so.

She kissed him tenderly and began to purr softly, knowing that the sound and feel would calm her lover. Martin looked into her eyes. She saw a passionate need reflected in his beautiful blue eyes. He kissed her deeply. She felt his passion, unusually powerful and urgent. She returned his kiss, her own passions asserting themselves. They licked at each other’s muzzle, brushing their tongues together in the process. Martin turned sideways on the bed and lay Serena on her back.

“I...I love you, Serena,” Martin moaned as he caressed her belly and rump and licked at her throat.

“I love you too, Martin,” Serena said, goose bumps rising under her fur at Martin’s trembling, feather-light touch.

As they kissed and caressed, they began to slide off the bed. They hit the floor with a thud, but were so lost in their passion that neither seemed to notice. Serena undid Martin’s pants and slipped his very aroused lover’s tool free. She started to slowly run her fingers up and down its warm, throbbing length. Martin groaned and fumbled urgently with the snap and zipper on her shorts. No sooner did he have her shorts opened than he had his hand inside them, cupping her silk panty covered mons and running a finger along her dampened slit.

Serena moaned and continued to lightly caress her lover’s shaft.

“I l-love y-your touch, Serena,” He groaned softly.

“And I love yours,” Serena said.

“P-please...I...I want t-to...”

“What do you want?” Serena teased, moaning softly as Martin gently squeezed her mons.

“T-t-to mmmm...mmmm,” Martin tried to say, looking anxiously and nervously into Serena’s eyes.

“I can’t do anything unless you tell me what you want,” Serena coaxed coyly.

“I...I...” Martin looked deep into her eyes, gathering his courage. “I...Wanttomatewithyou.”

Serena smiled warmly, her body flushing with aroused warmth to hear Martin’s desire for her. She nodded her assent and slipped off her shirt. Martin pulled her shorts and panties off then shucked his pants and shirt. Serena spread her legs for him and smiled invitingly, reaching up for him.

Martin crawled over her, already panting softly as he tried to position himself. After several unsuccessful attempts he reached back and guided the head of his shaft up against her slit, rubbing it along the crease between her fuzzy outer lips and slowly slipping between them. He seated the head of his lover’s tool at her vaginal entrance, whimpering with his need. Serena wrapped her arms around his shoulders, needing to have him within her body as much as he needed to be within her. Martin curled his arms under her back and gripped her shoulders. He kissed her deeply as he pulled her against his thrusting hips, sinking his throbbing shaft of male flesh into the hot wet female flesh of her cunny.

“Oh, Martin!” Serena moaned as he started thrusting deeply and forcefully.

Martin moaned Serena’s name passionately over an over as his pace quickened. Serena kissed and licked at his muzzle as his shaft pistoned in and out of her pussy, his hips slapping against her puffy outer lips with each instroke. Her cunny tingled...and the tingles grew more intense with each thrust. Martin’s pace quickly grew to a frenzied level. He felt the pressure building from his toes to his groin.

He curled his body tightly against his lover. His muscles locked and relaxed in time with the gushing of his seed into Serena’s belly. Serena also, was gripped by orgasmic rapture, clinging tightly to Martin as the most wondrous tingling exploded throughout her body. Their mutual orgasms seemed to go on and on. At length, their pleasure began to ebb, leaving them both drained, panting and trembling in each other’s arms.

“Th-thank you, Serena,” Martin panted with a tired yet loving smile. “I...I d-don’t know what came over me.”

He looked toward the bedroom door anxiously.

“What’s the matter?” Serena asked.

“I sh-should apologize to your friend,” Martin said as he let Serena up. “I came over to help and ended up...well....”

“Don’t worry,” Serena said as she got up and padded quietly over to the door.

Serena whipped open the door to reveal Binky standing their, her shorts around one ankle, rubbing her pussy and groaning softly in the afterglow of her own pleasure. Startled, Binky stumbled backward and fell heavily to her butt. Martin squeaked in terror and whipped the blanket off the bed and hid under it.

“I think she enjoyed herself,” Serena said with a wry grin at Binky.

“Eh heheheh...Ah came ta tell y’all that everthin’ was ready,” Binky said with an embarrassed blush.

Binky got up and hiked up her shorts with a sheepish grin but very much enjoying the fact that she had been ‘caught in the act’.

“Thank you, Binky,” Serena said.

Binky hopped quickly out to the kitchen, giggling happily to herself.

As the sun dipped low on the horizon, Serena’s guests began to arrive. The first were Joy, Prez, Donna and Fettish. Joy carried a carrot cake, Prez carried a platter of chocolates, Donna carried her ever-present carpet bag and Fettish carried a Small box.

“Welcome to Rutwell Forest, Serena,” they called in unison.

Serena, wearing a mini, off the shoulder dress, smiled warmly and welcomed them into her home. Binky escorted Prez and Joy over to the snack table where they placed their housewarming gifts. Donna wandered about the living room admiring the furnishings. Fettish held out his box to Serena.

“For the ladyfur of the house,” he said grandly.

“Thank you, Fettish,” Serena smiled.

She opened the box and found what appeared to be several pairs of individually wrapped cellophane panties. A lovely cherry smell wafted from the box.

Serena blinked in surprise. She’d heard of what she suspected Fettish had given her, but she had never in her life expected to actually see, let alone own a pair.

“Heheheh...Thank you, Fettish,” Serena said in a combination of surprise and embarrassment. “They’re lovely.”

“And they taste good too,” Fettish said with a sly wink.

While Serena was talking to Fettish, Monica and her siblings arrived. The younger platypi each carried a platter of baked goods, cookies, brownies and the like. Monica carried a small brown paper wrapped parcel which she clung to tightly. Fettish went into the house and Serena greeted the new arrivals. Monica instructed her brother and sister to take the platters to the snack table and then to go home. Both the younger platypi pouted but went over to the table. Serena caught a sort of sad wistful look from Shelby as he walked by.

Monica smiled nervously at Serena. Serena looked into the eyes of the ladyfur in front of her. She saw fear, apprehension, anxiety and something else. She felt a thousand butterflies fluttering in her belly. Then, acting completely on impulse, she kissed Monica tenderly on each cheek. Both ladyfurs blushed. Serena smiled hopefully. Monica’s anxious look faded and her smile brightened.

“I’m so glad you could make it tonight,” Serena said.

“I’ve never been to one of these parties before,” Monica admitted. “I’ve heard they can get a little wild.”

“That’s what parties are for,” Serena smiled.

Monica grinned nervously.

The younger platypi returned to the door and said their good-byes. Serena let them out and watched them skip hand in hand toward home. She pushed the image of what she suspected would be going on at Monica’s house from her mind.

Serena went back inside to mingle with her guests. She noticed that Monica had set herself off to one side, a skittish little wallflower. She looked for Martin, hoping to have him help her draw Monica into the party. She saw him being talked to by Prez, a look of confusion on his face. Serena went over to them.

“Something wrong, Martin?”

“Serena, How nice to see you again,” Prez said with a bright, politician’s grin. “I was just telling Martin about my record as a representative of our fair community and what I can do for him as a resident of said community. But now that you’re here, I’m sure the topic will turn to a more pleasant and interesting topic.”

“Such as?” Serena asked.

“Such as your lovely self,” Prez said with a sly grin.

To her immense relief, a knock came at the front door. Serena excused herself and hurried to answer the door. She found the skunk sisters standing on her porch. Fragrance carried two large grocery bags and wore naught but a black, silver studded collar. Her sister Aroma was clad in her usual gold hoop earring and sly smile and held a short, black leash that connected to her sister’s collar.

“Hello, Serena!” Aroma said brashly. “We brought the makings for the punch. Say hello, sis.”

“Hello, Miss Kitty,” Fragrance said, lowering her head. “May my mistress and I come in?”

“Of course,” Serena said.

Serena didn’t think she would ever get used to how different the twin sisters were from each other. Or how...well, odd their relationship seemed. Aroma strode in past her sister.

“Thank you, Miss Kitty,” Fragrance said quietly. “Ummm...where is your kitchen?”

“Over there,” Serena pointed.

“Come along, Fragrance,” Aroma said, giving the leash a tug and leading her sister toward the kitchen.

Serena shook her head then looked outside to see Patti and William coming up the trail. She smiled and waved.

Meanwhile, Binky and Joy were swapping gossip at the snack table.

“Ah wondah where Randy is?” Binky asked as she scanned the room for Rutwell Forest’s most infamous ladies fur. “Is it lahke him ta be ‘fashionably late’ fuh on of these parties?”

“Not to one of these parties,” Joy said, becoming a little concerned.

“Oh mah...” Binky said thoughtfully. “Ah’m stahtin’ t’ believe that Serena mahght have huht his feelin’s.”

“How?” Joy asked.

“Because she doesn’t want ta mate with him,” Binky explained.

“Why not?” Joy asked, genuinely surprised. “He’s great in bed, and he recharges real fast.”

“She dun lahke fast males,” Binky said.

“I don’t think Randy’s that sensitive,” Joy said. “Let’s call him.”

The two bunny does hopped out into the kitchen. Joy dialed Randy’s home and waited...And waited... and waited.

“Maybe he’s on his way,” Joy said as she hung up the phone.

“Wanna meet him halfway?” Binky asked, picking up on the concern in Joy’s voice.

“Yeah, I’m a little worried,” Joy said.

“Me too.”

The Bunnies hopped to the front door where they bumped into Serena.

“Where are you guy’s off to?” Serena asked.

“Randy should have been here by now,” Joy said. “I’m a little worried.”

“Yeah,” Binky said. “We’re gonna go look fuh him.”

“Okay,” Serena said, the concern in Joy and Binky’s voices causing her to worry a little. “Do you want me to come with you?”

“No,” Binky said quickly. “Y’all stay and host yuh party. We’ll find him.”

Serena nodded slightly and the two bunny does hopped off in the direction of Randy’s burrow.

Joy and Binky arrived at Randy’s hole in the ground without encountering the subject of their search.

“That’s odd,” Binky said.

“Randy, you down there?” Joy called down the hole.

When they received no answer, Binky hopped into the hole. Joy followed Binky. The hole was dark, but the does could just make out a shape lying on the couch. They crept up cautiously.

“Randy?” Joy called in a whispered voice.

“Sugah-bun?” Binky matched Joy’s tone.

They found Randy fast asleep on the couch. One arm dangled to the floor. In that hand, loosely held, was a bouquet of flowers with a note attached to it.

“H-he’s sleeping?” Joy said in disbelief.

Binky nodded.

“And he has a bouquet,” Binky whispered.

As Joy picked up the flowers, the note dropped off. Binky scooped it up and read it out loud in a low whisper. “Deah Serena. Please accept these flowers as a token of mah humble apologies fuh whatevah ah may have done or said ta upset or offend yuh. Ah know that Ah seem crass an’ fuhwahd but ah meant no offense. Randy.”

“What did he do?” Joy asked.

“Ah dun know,” Binky said. “But lahke Ah said. She dun lahke fast males. Maybe that’s whut’s pushin’ Sere girl away from him.”

“Well, I don’t think Mr. Hormones, here, is ever going to change.” Joy smirked. “And I kinda like him the way he is.”

“Ah do too,” Binky said. “But Serena’s not that kinda girl. She prefuhs males lahke Martin Ah guess.”

“Methinks our little studbunny has a problem,” Joy observed.

“Serena is always gettin’ guys lahke this on huh tail,” Binky sighed.

“And you don’t?” Joy smirked noting a twinge of jealousy in Binky’s tone.

“Not really...Well, ‘cept Randy an’ Beuford.”

“Beuford?!” Joy said in surprise.

“Yeah, Beuford,” Binky said, somewhat indignantly.

“Seriously?” Joy chuckled.

“Yeah,” Binky said. “Whah? Is that wrong?”

“No...Just surprising. Beuford always seemed a little...well, stiff. And I don’t mean THAT way.”

“Well he is stiff, ‘that way’ Binky sighed with a fond smile. “And not bad either. It’s a southern thing. A male southerner sorta needs ta be in charge of whot’s goin’ on. Whah d’y’all think he became a constable?”

“Ahh,” Joy said. “That explains a lot.”

Binky looked back down at Randy as the young buck shifted in his sleep, turning his head to the side. A tear rolled from his eye.

“Oh mah,” Binky said. “The poor thing.”

“What?” joy asked.

“Didn’t y’all see?”

Joy looked and saw the trail of the tear.

“Oh wow...he-he’s....”

“He’s cryin’”, Binky finished.

Binky stepped around the couch and knelt down next to Randy and gently shook him.

“Randy?” She called softly to him. “wake up, Sugah-bun.”

“Huh..?Wha...?” Randy groaned as he woke slowly. “I’m so sorry Sere...Oh! Binky...Joy...What are you doing here? I thought you’d be at the party.”

“We came here looking for you,” Joy said.

“Y’all all right, Randy dahlin’?” Binky asked, looking very concerned. “Y’all looked so sad.”

“Yeah,” Randy said, sounding anything but convincing. “I’m fine...I’m okay.”

“Then why y’all cryin’?” Binky asked as she wiped a tear from Randy’s eye.

“Oh, uh...Bad dream,” Randy lied.

“Come on, studbunny,” Joy coaxed. “Let’s get to the party. You don’t want to disappoint all those horny lady-furs now, do you?”

“Yeah,” Binky said as she took the bouquet from Joy, re-affixed the note and handed it to Randy. “Ah’m sure Serena would love these. She’s always been a sucker fuh a flower.”

“I’m...I’m not going,” Randy said, sounding very depressed.

“What?” Binky said. “Whah not?”

“I don’t think Serena would want me there.”

“That’s not true,” Binky said.

“Of course she wants you there,” Joy said.

“She was lookin’ concerned when y’all didn’t show up. She wanted ta come with us ta fahnd y’all, but we told her ta stay and host huh party.”

“She did?” Randy asked. “I thought she didn’t like me.”

“She adores y’all,” Binky said.

“Yeah,” Joy chimed in. “Now get off your cotton tail and let’s get to the party!”

“And bring them flowers,” Binky said.

Randy smiled hopefully and hopped up off the couch. He held out and arm for the two does who happily took hold of them.

“Okay, ladies,” He said. “Let’s go warm a house.”

Back at the party, Several more guests had arrived. Olivia, who had brought some freshly smoked salmon, was chatting with Martin and Monica. Bartholomew hung from a low rafter alternately chatting to and kissing the faerie mouse. Honey had just climbed the table and was perusing the snacks. Beuford sat on the couch chatting with Prez and Monica while he waited for Binky to arrive.

Serena was also waiting for Binky to arrive, hopefully with Randy in tow. It troubled her that Randy hadn’t shown up in light of what Joy had said. She genuinely liked Randy. He was pleasant, witty and nice. She did enjoy the sex that they had shared, but Randy’s attitude toward sex was just a little too forward for her. He almost expected that they would “play” as he put it whenever they got together. Serena liked to be romanced, coerced, even seduced. ‘Hi, let’s mate’ just didn’t do it for her. She’d thought that Randy had understood that.

A loud knock at the door roused her from her worried reverie. She went quickly to the door and opened it. Standing in the doorway was Willowmeena, clad in a pink sundress and holding her hands behind her back so that her breasts stood out prominently, straining at the taut fabric of the dress.

“Hi, Serena!” She giggled cutely with a razor toothed grin.

She thrust out one hand in which she held a large, multi-colored sucker.

“That for me?” Serena asked.

Willowmeena nodded enthusiastically.

“Thank you,” Serena said, taking the sucker. “Won’t you please come in?”

Willowmeena skipped happily into the house, patting Serena’s rump as she passed and giggling. Serena had second thoughts about the wisdom of inviting Willowmeena to the party, but relaxed a little when the sex crazed wolverine did not attack anyone. She was about to close the door when she spotted Thomas milling about just outside the clearing, looking at a map. She smiled and slipped out the door, moving up quietly behind him.

“Need help findin’ where the party is?” She asked, tapping him on the shoulder.

“Huh?” Thomas said without looking up from the map. “Oh yes! There’s supposed to be a party around here somewhere. A lovely she-cat is hosting it. I really want to attend. I’m trying to get to know her a bit better and I wouldn’t want to make a bad impression by showing up too late or missing it entirely.”

“Well turn around,” Serena giggled, though her heart fluttered at the thought that the handsome male wolf was interested in her. “I might be able to help you.”

“Serena!” Thomas grinned as he turned around, looking a tad embarrassed. “I’m so glad I found you.”

Thomas held out a small white box with a pink ribbon on it.

“For the ladyfur of the house,” he smiled.

“Thank you,” Serena said. “I’ll open it inside.”

“Then may I escort you in?” Thomas asked gallantly as he offered her his arm.

Serena smiled warmly and took the wolf’s arm. They returned to the house. Serena’s heart thumped within her breast as she took the all too short stroll back to her door. Their entrance turned the heads of more than a few of her guests, most notably, Martin and Monica’s. Serena lead Thomas over to the Mink and the Platypus.

“Thomas, I’d like you to meet some very dear friends of mine,” she said. “This is Martin Mink and Monica Platypus. Martin...Monica, this is Thomas Wolf. He’s new in Rutwell.”

“P-pleased to meet you,” Martin said, looking a little nervously at Serena. “Y-you’re moving into Rutwell forest?”

“Already have,” Thomas said. “I have a nice little cave along the lake with a lovely view of an island. Now I’m just trying to familiarize myself with the area.”

Serena opened Thomas’ gift and found the box filled with chocolate candies. Her heart fluttered again. She sniffed deeply at the sweet scent. There was something odd about the smell however.

“I love chocolate,” she said aloud and sniffed deeply again, trying to place the odd, ‘extra’ scent.

She was certain she had smelled this smell before. She popped one into her mouth, letting it melt slowly and savoring the smooth, sweet flavor.

“Where did you get these, Thomas?” she asked.

“Oh a doe I met in the wood today. I think her name was Donna. She assured me that you would absolutely love them.”

Serena suddenly recognized the ‘extra’ ingredient...Cat nip. She panicked momentarily. She knew the effect cat-nip had on her, indeed on most cats. But she told herself, it’s only a little...That she could keep it together.

Aroma walked up, her leashed sister in tow.

“Serena,” She said. Could you keep and eye on Fragrance for me for a few minutes while I bring out the punch? Thanks.”

Before she really knew what was happening, Fragrance’s leash was in her hand and Aroma was admonishing her sister to behave herself. Serena looked at the others who seemed confused, or embarrassed, looking anywhere other than the leash. Fragrance stood quietly, her gaze cast at the floor while Aroma trotted back out to the kitchen. Serena chuckled nervously.

At that moment Randy burst through the front door with a bunny doe on each arm.

“Randy!” Serena exclaimed as she rushed over to him, Fragrance in tow, and hugged him.

“These are for you,” Randy said as he held up the flowers.

“Oh Randy,” Serena said as she buried her nose in the flowers and breathed deeply of their lovely smell. “They’re beautiful. Thank you!”

She kissed Randy on the nose. Randy started to reach out to hold and kiss her but stopped short, holding himself back.

“Something wrong?” Serena asked with a warm smile.

“I...I don’t want to seem too forward,” Randy said, looking at his feet. “I know I seem that way, and I’m really sorry about that.”

“If you want to kiss me,” Serena said with a cute, giggly smile. “Then kiss me.”

Randy smiled and kissed Serena full on the lips.

“Now the party can begin,” Serena said.

Aroma came out of the kitchen with a huge bowl of orange colored punch with a brick of Ice Cream floating in it.

“All right, everyone!” Aroma announced. “Let’s get those glasses filled!”

The assembled Rutwell denizens began to fill their cups with punch, Aroma serving the concoction up. Randy hopped over and returned with cups of punch for himself, Joy, Binky, Serena, and Fragrance. When everyone had their cup, Prez cleared his throat.

“Assembled citizens of Rutwell Forest,” Prez said officiously. “We are gathered here to welcome our newest resident, Miss Serena Kitty, to our fair community. I propose a toast. May her days among us be long, many and happy...And may her nights among us be...Eventful.”

A ripple of chuckling washed through the party guests. They raised their cups in salute and downed the brew. Serena blushed and drank down her punch as well. When she had finished, there was much clapping and cheering and well wishing. Serena smiled feeling suddenly warm and fuzzy.

She felt a light tug on Fragrance’s leash. She looked to the lady skunk who looked down so as not to meet Serena’s eyes.

“Forgive me mistress,” Fragrance said humbly. “I need to...ummm...I need to pee, mistress.”

“Oh, okay,” Serena said holding out the leash to Fragrance. “The bathroom is over there.”

“I’m not allowed to use the bathroom, mistress,” Fragrance said. “I have to go outside.”

“Oh...” Serena said finding the situation just a bit weird for her. “where’s Aroma?”

Serena spotted the other skunk sister busily serving up punch. She caught Serena’s gaze and noticed her sister’s growing discomfort. She smiled mischievously and went back to serving punch. Serena turned to the bunnies. Joy and Randy looked innocently at the ceiling. Binky grinned and then followed suit.

“Mistress...?” Fragrance whimpered urgently, clamping her thighs together.

Serena surrendered to the situation. She excused herself and lead Fragrance outside. They stood on the porch. Serena had hoped that Fragrance would just take care of business. But the lady skunk stood next to her with her legs held tightly together, waiting expectantly.

“M-mistress?” Fragrance whimpered. “Where may I....”

“Ummm, I don’t know,” Serena said, completely at a loss over the situation.

She couldn’t believe that Fragrance had to have her permission and approval just to pee. The lady skunk clasped her hand over her pussy. In spite of herself Serena’s eyes were drawn to the area. She saw a small dribble escape between the lady skunk’s fingers.

“M-mistress...P-p-please....”

“Behind that tree,” Serena said in desperation, empathizing with Fragrance’s dilemma.

Fragrance didn’t move.

“What?” Serena asked quickly, becoming desperate to avoid having Fragrance embarrass her or herself by having to pee all over herself.

“I...I can’t go by myself...Mistress...How will I know if I was a good girl or not?”

“Oh for crying....”

Serena lead Fragrance behind the tree she had indicated. Fragrance squatted down. Serena caught herself looking down as Fragrance spread her legs wide open and rolled her hips to aim a bit forward. Serena blushed and looked away quickly. Fragrance wrapped her arm around Serena’s thigh and lay her head against her hip.

“M-may I pee now, Mistress,” Fragrance begged.

“Yes,” Serena said quickly resisting the urge to look down.

Serena heard the flat splashing as Fragrance started to pee. She told herself that this was a simple, natural act, nothing to get excited about. Everyone had to pee. Fragrance began to moan softly and rub her cheek and muzzle against Serena’s hip. The sound of Fragrance’s urine splashing on the ground continued. Serena began to wonder if Fragrance might be part horse, or if she had just been saving up all day.

Serena’s curiosity got the better of her. She tilted her head and looked out of the corner of her eye. Fragrance had pried open her fuzzy outer cunny lips with her fingers. Her pee gushed from her cunny in a strong amber stream. Serena looked up again, mentally rebuking herself for looking. Fragrance began to pant softly as her stream began to lessen. At length she finished with a rapturous sigh and a shudder.

“I’m finished, Mistress,” she said with a relieved sigh as she stood up. “Was...Was I a good girl?”

“Y-yes,” Serena said, grateful that the event was over almost as much as Fragrance seemed to be.

Fragrance kissed Serena on the cheek.

“Thank you, Mistress,” she said, waiting to be lead back to the party.

Serene smiled in spite of herself and gave the leash a little tug.

“Come along,” She told the lady-skunk.

As they neared the house, Serena could hear her guests chanting. When she reached the door she could make out the words.

“Twister! Twister! We want Twister!”

Continued