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It was a day that Sherri felt the least Sherri possible, the normally bubbly sparkly doggirl that was as chipper as an electric squirrel had everything go wrong that could go wrong on that day. It felt like all of her friends were busy, Jackie and Kess were off on some camping adventure, the twins out with family, Mally was spending the night at a friends, and Ellie was on a cruise with a buncha other mommy milfs. Sherri hated being an imposition or even feeling like one, but tonight she just had to be with someone, she couldn’t stand being alone…

Azzan to the rescue. She had practically demanded that Sherri come over and the doggirl was grateful for the insistence that made her feel less like a burden when she tapped on the door to her friend’s newly furnished townhome.

“Sherri!” Azzan chirped in her own bat-ish way, her lips and curved interior mouth ridges made her voice almost musical in its own way, “Come in puppy-bean.”

“Thanks..” Sherri shuffled into the main room out from the hall, Azzan skittering around to frantically bring out a plate of snacks she’d prepared. Sherri pulled off her sandals and set her purse on the coffee table before letting herself slump onto the couch pulling a pillow close to herself. She didn’t want to be such a sour puss but she couldn’t help it. “I really needed a girls night.”

“For you? Always.” Azzan returned to the living room and it wasn’t until that moment that she saw what a distressed doggirl Sherri was, her normally chipper bouncy puppy dog ears melted at the sides, her eyes slightly reddened and her make-up hastily removed. “Oh dear, worse than I thought..” She murmured under her breath and straightened her shoulders up, her triangular ears perking, “Alright dear, let’s get you out of those dirty clothes.”

“Oh, I just..” The sweatpants, dirty shirt from Mally’s room, Sherri shrank into the sofa noticing what a mess she looked like. “..Thank you.” Was all she could mutter out when Azzan’s winged fingertips clutched at her shirt, Sherri lifting her arms, she definitely needed a moment to feel pampered and taken care of. She felt so vulnerable while Azzan collected her clothes until she was sitting on the couch in the nude with only her arm to cover her breasts and her knees clenched together.

“Of course, besides I needed an excuse to stress test my new washer and dryer!” She winked at Sherri’s direction, holding up the shirt she caught the distinct thick pungent feline scent that emanated from the shirt, “Sneaking into your sister’s room again?” Azzan said with a short smirk, “You’re going to get in trouble sometime you know.” Not that Sherri would honestly mind that much, Mally’s punishments were always more exciting than terrifying.

Azzan happily doted on Sherri and carried out the matronly tasks of laundry and taking care of her own chores through the house. Azzan taking heart and listening to the young woman vent and whine and describe what had to be the worst day of her life, all the while Azzan smiling and loving that Sherri trusted her enough to be a confidant. “…I just, feel so overwhelmed you know?” Sherri said with an exasperated sigh, following Azzan around the townhome as the slightly older woman smiled comfortingly back at Sherri.

“Mm, that’s probably the biggest part hm?” Azzan stood with her winged fingers upon her pink furred hips, the dark cherry coloration of her wings contrasting the brightness of her fur. “Maybe you just need to stop thinking for a little while.”

There was a slight shrug of Sherri’s shoulders as she leaned against the countertop of the island in the middle of Azzan’s kitchen. “I suppose, it’s just so hard to like, turn my brain off you know?” Sherri mumbled and chewed on her lower lip, “I have so much to do tomorrow too-“ The doggirl gave a sudden jolt, she was lifted up off of her barefoot pawtoes that suddenly scrunched as arms pulled her in close.

“That’s what pizza and cuddles night is for.” Azzan hoisted Sherri up further as she dragged her confused pupper into the living room, with Sherri’s body laying on the couch, Azzan leaned forwards, her body scooping up the smaller female. Sherri squirmed as the texture of her wings touched against her naked body, the softness of her fur hidden underneath the skin smooth webbing. “Going to scoop you up,” Azzan crooned sweetly as Sherri’s cheeks flushed red, her wingspan, operating as nimbly as fingers, wrapped Sherri’s knees in close, her arms tucked underneath, and finally her body drawn in close and tightly against Azzan’s pillowy breasts. “There, a perfect little Sherri Sushi Roll.”

Unsure of what to say, Sherri sat there with only her footpaws exposed underneath Azzan’s wings, they were smooth, soft even, but they constricted her like latex, grasping at her body as tightly as possible, practically sealing her in place against the larger woman’s frame. Sherri felt.. trapped, but not fearfully so, almost like she was protected in said arms, her ears melted and her cheeks softened, Sherri felt her tail swishing about underneath her, brushing against Azzan’s abdomen as she nodded. “..Yes..” Sherri murmured sweetly, her chest and cheeks swelling with content relief. “I like this.”

“Good,” Azzan lowered her head, her lips pecking a protective kiss at the top of Sherri’s tresses as she shifted her hips a little, her lap tucking Sherri’s pawtoes into her thighs. “Now let’s put on a movie.”

The movie itself didn’t matter, what mattered was letting Sherri be relieved of choices, decision fatigue that had short circuited her brain, Azzan’s attention was absolute, holding Sherri as tight as possible in her wingspan and letting the doggirl enjoy the pillows of her breasties. Azzan decided on a deviation of their normal schedule of show binging, she’d been aching to introduce Sherri to a new show and with Sherri all wrapped up and nowhere to go, Assassination Classroom played on screen for them.

Azzan noticed a little way through their binge that Sherri’s pawtoes were fidgeting against the inside of her thighs, those little toes that she adored kissing and praising, they were being mischievous about their positioning. Sherri said nothing simply enjoying the warmth that Azzan’s balls gave to her pawtoes, the thick smooth orbs that acted as little spaceheaters to her padded soles, her toes splaying and stroking over them, just admiring the warmth idly as her eyes focused on the screen in front of her.

Slowly Azzan felt her length start to rise, growing as she shuffled underneath Sherri’s temptations, Azzan almost looked miffed that she’d have to pause her wrapping of Sherri to adjust the width of her thighs but when those toes splayed and dragged over the middle of her shaft she gave a slow crooning moan. “Sherri..” Azzan gasped under her breath, “I thought you were all upsetti pupsgetti..” Her cherry eyes glanced down at the doggirl who looked back up with a shy smile with her lower lip between her teeth.

“You told me not to think..” Sherri said with a shameful mutter, “I don’t wanna think I just wanna feel.. I wanna feel you..”

“..Oh, Sherri..” Azzan breathed in deep, letting the wings falter slightly so Sherri’s legs could have more room, her paws squishing against her balls and jostling her thick orbs as Azzan gave another moan. “P.. Pause… Pause..” The bat squeakchirped as Sherri’s toes ceased, “Not you,” Azzan gulped down her throat, raising her voice to the TV Screen, “Pause!” And the anime ceased mid-frame, Azzan leaned her body back as Sherri continued to move her legs, those knees dipping downwards as her toes smeared the drooling nectar of her precum over them, her cock growing, rising, inevitably pressing against Sherri’s pussy mound from underneath.

“Mhhhh..” Sherri leaned her head back, her eyes focusing on Azzan as her toes continued to work against those plump balls, her hips sliding and letting the precum that was copious as a leaky bottle of maple syrup, drooling all over her inner thighs. “Tighter.. please..?” Sherri whispered, she had come to adore those wings, and her little request was something Azzan was more than happy to oblige, her arms squeezed once more, tightening her presence upon Sherri’s body as the doggirl gave a little moan up into her visage.

Sherri’s lips open, that wonderous little blue tongue and those beaming brown eyes, Azzan simply had no choice with her still wrapped in her grasp. Her tongue, long and prehensile as it was, revealed itself from between her lips and greedily snaked itself between Sherri’s, the doggirl let out a stifled wet moan as Azzan’s tongue pushed between, Sherri’s own blue wriggling muscle curiously swiping against Azzan’s own tongue as it delved deeper. The batfemme moaning slightly, her cock twitching and throbbing as Sherri messily reciprocated her oral affections.

Sherri tasted so good that Azzan simply had to explore every aspect of her mouth, the doggirl gasping and moaning, her body riding upwards and grinding against her cock as the pair breathed together through Azzan’s tongue experimentally suffocating her throat, pulling free and allowing the blushing hot and heavy doggirl to gasp air, only to explore and delve in again! Sherri squirmed, her body writhing inside Azzan’s grasp as she eagerly tasted every inch of Sherri’s mouth, her throat, her cheek, her tongue, the underside of her tongue, the roof of her mouth, down her throat again, Sherri tasted so sweet and delectable it was almost a distraction to Azzan that her hot leaking pussy was grinding against her cock!

Azzan, while choke fucking Sherri’s mouth with her tongue, began to adjust her hips, the doggirl’s pussy hovering over her cock as Azzan slowly raised her body upwards greeting the folds of Sherri’s plump lips to the tip of her length. The tip dragging against her folds, introducing her to the heat of her throbbing member that yearned for her depths. All the while Sherri moaned headily against Azzan’s tongue that still slurped against her oral insides. “Ghhh.. Mhghhh…yhhnn..” Sherri gasped, her words choked by saliva and slurpable prehensile tongue that tasted eagerly over her lips. Finally the tip pushed inside, the intrusive warmth of Azzan’s nectar slicked shaft causing Sherri’s lower half to tense as her mouth squeezed hungrily upon the tongue, sucking it dreadfully tight as her eyes started to roll into the back of her head.

Hips jut upwards, Azzan clinging to Sherri’s body and holding her in place as the doggirl was subjected to thrusts of passion. Pleasure washed through her body, Sherri moaning, contented to be entwined in the wings that held her in place, the heft of Azzan’s cock pushing deep into her body filling her pussy up throbbing heady cock. Sherri’s fingers clenched into themselves as Azzan’s tongue wriggled around her mouth, teasing at the depths of her throat before slurping wetly free and trailing along Sherri’s face in a drooling lick that made Sherri gurgle blissfully. “So hot..” Azzan groaned down at Sherri as the drooly mix of their nectars glistened under the lights overhead.

Azzan took her responsibility of doting on Sherri most seriously, bucking her hips and making sure that Sherri wasn’t able to move an inch, depriving her of decision and responsibility, letting her simply be pleasured in the moment as her cock acted as a piston that pumped into Sherri’s pussy. The heated blue quim, hidden underneath her wings so that only her perfect pretty pawtoes were visible underneath her wingfingertips, and they made the most adorable little jostling bounce as Sherri’s body was hilted upon her length. Azzan gazed down, watching Sherri’s moans of pleasure as she licked her lips, slowly letting her tongue trail out once more and caressing Sherri’s features with her adoring tongue, wetly tasting everything the doggirl had to offer, her neck, her breasts, her tummy, all of it subject to Azzan’s inquisitive tongue that left trails of drool staining her sultry form.

Sherri gave a little nibble at the length of Azzan’s tongue, and the bat eagerly obliged her desires, her tongue returning, tip first, making a snakelike u-turn as it careened upwards to Sherri’s lips, the doggirl making a wet ‘o’ with her mouth as pleasurable kissing soon plunged between their shared mouths. Sherri’s body visibly trembled, her back arching upwards as Azzan fed her tongue deep into her lips once more, Sherri suckling hotly, wetly slurping at her tongue with her lips as her body quivered inside her wings with the continuous pressure of cock pumping against her cervix.

The outline of Sherri’s body wriggled against the comfy wingblanket that held her in tight, the doggirl unable to move, trapped physically by her own pleasures and Azzan’s wings, her orgasm that would normally send her sprawling and letting her muscles extend and contort, instead were confined and forced to experience themselves over and over again. Even Sherri’s mouth was trapped underneath Azzan’s pleasurable protection, her tongue still swirling and twirling inside of Sherri’s mouth, the lubrication of their shared drooling cyclical kiss spilling down Sherri’s chin as her eyes sparkled and her body convulsed in the protective care of Azzan’s wings.

Azzan’s cock and the batfem that was attached to it simultaneously let themselves release the tensing pleasure that they had confined for what seemed like an eternity. The sensations of Sherri’s convulsing spasming cunt upon her shaft, the way the doggirl sucked so eagerly upon her tongue, and of course that look of pure unadulterated pleasure, shameless orgasm, simply allowed Azzan to unload. The roiling hot cum that churned in her previously toyed with bloated balls now warmed over Sherri’s womb, spraying against it like rupture and gushing against her insides with hot creamy thickness that stuck to the inner walls of her fertile uterus.

Sherri simply melted in Azzan’s wings, her mouth drenched with mixed saliva and her heart pounding as she lay against the woman’s chest. Azzan’s tongue draped gently over Sherri’s face, resting upon her neck and breasts as she too caught her breath, “Soh..” Sherri murmured, her lips moving against the length of Azzan’s tongue, “Is this what you meant by uh..” She paused, catching her words, “Not having to think..?”

“That’s right dear,” Azzan said, her wings squeezing Sherri tightly, wrapping her tighter into her body and sealing her in that little love cocoon, “Not a single thought..” Her lips kissed upon her brow as she pulled her in a little closer so they could both look back up at the TV Screen together. “Continue watching.” She said with her chirpish bat voice, and their binge watching session would begin anew..