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Honestly, this was probably the best convention you had ever been to.
Not because of the stands or people. Nah, it was only a mid-size one. Maybe slightly above average. No, it was because of the super-hot vixen hanging onto your arm. Every time she laughed, your heart fluttered. Was this love at first sight? She seemed to enjoy your company, but you weren’t sure if she was interested in being more than friends.
The two of you bought some furry comics, drawings, and you even got to show her a couple you did. She really seemed to like them and complimented your drawings a lot. You decided to give her one, which made her blush.
Okay, you had to find the person who made her outfit. It literally could blush and show all facial expressions. It must have been custom made and cost a mint.
“Awww, it’s over already?” Kel looked around as the announcement went out.
“Yeah, time flies.” You chuckle. “I guess we should head out.”
“...Drake?”
The way Kel’s voice shook slightly as she said your name made you pause.
“What is it, Kel?” You asked worried.
“Would you... would you like to come hang out a little longer, in my hotel room?” The vixen asked.
Your brain stopped for a moment. This couldn’t be happening. Were you about to get lucky? With a super hot female furry? Okay, you didn’t see what was under the suit, but her voice made her sound like she was about your age.
“S-sure.” You hated how your voiced cracked.
The girl smiled and called a cab for the both of you. You talked about the convention in the backseat, but deep down, you were nervous. Was anything going to happen? Were you going to finally enjoy your youth? Even if you didn’t, being friends with Kel would be enough. Still, you were a male and your body wanted certain adult activities.
So when she said she needed to wash the paint off, you sat on the bed in her room with a lot of expectations as you heard the shower running.
“What do I do?” You muttered. “Is today going to be the day?”
You assumed when she said wash the paint off, she was going to remove her outfit. When Kel stepped out of the bathroom, no longer green, but now with a brownish reddish fur color now. You were confused. She was dressed in her clothes again, but her fur was obviously wet.
“I have something to admit to you... I’m not actually in a costume. This is my real body.
Your mouth fell open.
“I’m an alien, Drake. I’m sorry for lying to you. Are you... are you okay with this?
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