Allison faltered, shifting a bit uneasily in her seat at the table. She stared at the uneaten veggie pizza in front of her. After a few long moments debating what to say she finally cleared her throat, “Ahem…So you don’t want any of this pizza? I got it because it’s your favorite…”
Jessy giggled softly, knowing that her wishful thinking had caused that to happen, and now Allison probably felt rather confused about why she’d even buy such a pizza without being asked. The arctic fox walked over to the table and took a single slice. She tore half of it off and chewed it vigorously, then set the rest of the slice on top of the pizza, “Sorry Alli, but I’ve got plans! Hehe, it was a nice thought, but really next time you should ask me first before buying a pizza you don’t like!” She said with a playful smirk, turning to the hallway.
Allison stared at the pizza with a rather distraught expression, wondering why she’d even thought to order it. She sighed heavily, “You know sometimes you make it hard to live with you…”
Jessy giggled and called out from her room, already stripping to her panties and bra, “Oh shut up, you love it here.”
Allison blushed and merely nodded, sighing and closing the box of pizza. She put it in the fridge, the enormous rex-girl lumbering into the bathroom, leaning in the doorframe as Jessy freshened herself up, “You said you’re going to David’s? Isn’t that the football player you’re always making fun of?” She said with a soft giggle, “What, you like him now?”
Jessy growled softly and flicked her tail derisively at the comment, shaking her head as she groomed her facial fur with efficiency and quickness, “He’s just some musclehead! I thought it would be fun to erm…You know, string him along a little bit. Make him think I think he’s cute, then let him down hard.” She smirked and looked up at Alli, growling softly, “You got that?”
Allison stood in the doorway with her arms folded, purposefully filling it with her wide rump, “You’re such a liar, Jessy. I just hope he likes being teased and taunted by women, or you’re not going to get very far with him.” She stood up straight and walked back into their living room, calling over her shoulder, “Maybe you should try to be nice for a change!”
Jessy was caught off-guard by those frank remarks, not expecting such talk from her usually shy, quiet roommate. Whatever the reason, Allison was serious about what she said. For just a few seconds those words made Jessy a little uneasy. But with a flick of her wrist to fluff up her pink headfur she left the bathroom, swaying into the living room and putting her hands on her hips, still scantily clad, “You’re full of fire today, Alli-saurus rex! At least, full of fire for you.” She snickered softly.
Allison blushed at this, quickly picking up a magazine and flipping it open. She responded softly, “Just…Just go have fun, then. I hope you’ll eat that pizza.” She added, trying to politely suggest that she’d basically just wasted ten bucks for something the arctic fox hadn’t eaten.
Jessy managed a true smile, before turning on her heel and heading back into her bedroom, “I promise I’ll buy you a three-meat pizza the next time that gut of yours makes the apartment shake…I’m still firm in my belief that there’s a cold predator beneath all that fluffy, shy exterior of yours!” She snickered, disappearing into her bedroom.
Jessy emerged a few minutes later. She wore her best pair of dark blue jeans – shredded at the knees – with a studded black belt. Her top was lime green, rather loose and wide at the neck, with a tight, black-sleeved shirt beneath. Both shirts were low-cut enough to reveal her cleavage. She quickly checked her tail for tangles before happily strutting out into the living room, cocking her hips to one side and posing, “How do I look?”
Allison glanced up at her, before nodding, “Like you always do, why?”
Jessy snorted and rolled her eyes, “No appreciation for a fellow woman’s look…Have a good time at home alone!” She said with a bit of a grin, not entirely making Allison feel badly for her preference to be at home.
And so, the arctic fox made her move. While she could’ve used the wishing stone to go straight to David’s she preferred to take the time to plan. It was a short walk, anyway, and it was a cool afternoon. She beat a semi-casual pace, eager to reach David’s quickly, but not in too much of a hurry, since she needed to plan as well.
Her planning was complete by the time she was in front of David’s house in the suburbs. It was simple. With the wishing stone at her side, how could she fail? All she had to do was….
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