Sexy Story of the Month - MouseTrap! (Patreon)

It was Saturday night and Amber was more than excited about the prospect of getting to show off her favorite game. While Sherri and the others were off handling the latest convention, Amber got to be in charge of the store and that meant she got to choose what tournaments would be on the schedule! She had been leading up to this moment, hosting painting parties and gathering confirmations from various players that they would love to participate in a large scale tournament of their favorite miniatures game. 

The petite mouse certainly had a lot of vigor for such a small thing, pushing against the tables into positions and decorating them with terrain she had so painstakingly created herself with the help of her 3D Printer and a trip to Michael’s hobby store. All the while she set up the tables she was running back and forth and managing the register, and a loitering wolfess, Zierdra or Zie, was a sort of regular at the shop and a friend of Sherri. She seemed to spend her time at the pinball machines or lazing about at one of the tables. Normally Amber wouldn’t mind but the way the blue-furred customer was holding the book it was clearly bending the spine! 

“Hmf! I told you to not damage it unless you’re buying it.” The mouse forcefully took the book out of the much larger woman’s hand without fear and set the paperback novella upon the table without the front of the book turned all the way behind as it had been in her grasp. “And I’m counting all the drinks you’re taking!”

“Whatever.” The wolfess clearly missed the regular owner of the shop rather than this nosy little busybody who seemed to be skittering back and forth with too many things on her plate. The book was only ten bucks and it was one of those mediocre fantasy RPG books, written by some hack-author no one else outside the fandom would even care about. 

Their eyes locked once more and Zie furrowed her brow as Amber didn’t relent, at least until the wolfgirl slammed her hand upon the table, the tall and sturdy can of Arizona Tea that would bust a bladder crumpled easily underneath her palm. …Thankfully it was empty but her point was made. Ambers ears wilted as she heard the metallic crunch and found herself glancing away. 

Less than twenty minutes later Amber discovered the wolfess once again, but with a different book, bending the cover all the way around and idly enjoying a particularly messy glazed pie treat while reading. She was kind enough to lick her fingers of the frosted glaze before turning the page but Amber winced as she saw the spine of the book creasing under her careless touch. Worse yet it was one of her favorite Warhammer Books! Horus Rising, the first book in a lengthy series and one that Amber particularly loved. 

She stamped over with the confidence that belied her size and quickly grabbed the book from the wolfess who bared her fangs in a growl. “No! You’ve lost the privilege to read here! Go play on the pinball machines or something!” She shooed the shocked wolfess away with her hand as she tried to repair thirty minutes of spine-bending thoughtlessness. 

The wolfess was utterly shocked, no one had ever had the gumption to really fuss with her when she bared those fangs. She was as tall as an amazon and could aptly ride the horse-stud that worked here, but even he sort of just let her do her own thing, yet this little pipsqueak had stood up to her! …She’d be lying to herself if she didn’t admit she was the least bit curious.

Again the little mouse would scurry about the shop to get everything ready for the next day, and much to her enraged astonishment not twenty minutes later and she saw Zie standing at one of the bookshelves with another book in hand and a soda in the other, and the spine was bent. Her rounded mousie ears quickly curved back as she cleared her throat loudly enough that she almost spat on the wolfess who tipped her head up from the book. “That’s strike three missy! You’re going to have to leave, take it up with Sherri later but I’m in charge and I say you go!”

The feeling of animosity was mutual and Zie pinched her thumb against the center of the book as if to salt the visible wound Amber had over her treatment of trashy novels. Zie’s voice was low, threatening, the fur on the back of her neck rising as she towered over the mouse. “I could chomp you down whole in one bite, now run along and do your nerd-business you little mouse before I decide to crunch you in half.” It wasn’t a shout or a snarl, she didn’t have to boast her prowess but a droplet of drool stained with cola dripped from the side of her jaw as if she were contemplating actually swallowing up this little mouse, and the droplet landed directly upon a page of that book. Permanently ruining it!

Something about Zie’s utter defiance of her meager and reasonable requests had bubbled up a fury inside Amber that she didn’t even realize she had, but the sight of another book, bent around the back and a stain of soda upon one of the pages pushed the normally meek and passive mousegirl over the edge. Her fingertips pressed against Zie’s chest and gave a forceful shove! “You big bully!”

To their collective surprise Zie landed upon the ground, the soda spilled to the side and the book thankfully flung out of the sticky syrupy spill. Before she could get up and thoroughly whomp the impudent mouse into the ground like the can from earlier the wolfess felt the thick musky meat of mousecock pressed firmly against her cheek. “Eat this!” Fire burned in Amber’s eyes as she gazed down at the wolfess, her tiny hands holding upon the back of her head as she thrust her hips forwards, mashing her cock that was so fat it’d make a full grown mare-milf blush in between Zie’s lips! 

Her face scrunched when she felt the meaty cock rub along her tongue, she loved the taste of prey girls but this was somehow different. Her fingertips clenched into fists as she felt the conflicting instincts to devour this girl and to pleasure her fight for supremacy. But there must have been a compromise that was met as the taste of the mousegirl’s dick seemed to sate both of her desires. Her eyes glared up at Amber as if threatening imminent doom after she was worn out, but those bright blue mousie eyes glared right back down. She was in control now and Zie had to simply live with it!

Slender fingertips had entwined themselves in Zie’s tresses and held firm, pinching at her scalp as she worked both with her hips and her hands, thrusting forth and firmly yanking on Zie’s hair to skewer her meaty pink dick into Zie’s throat. The messy slurping of the wolfess’ drool soaking onto her dick and dribbling down her jaw as Amber used the wolfess as little more than a fucksleeve. “You bitch!” Amber seethed as she glared down, a mix of domination and the pleasure of being in charge sent adrenaline coursing through her veins. “Maybe that’s what you want?” Amber huffed. “You wanted to piss me off, so I’d make you my bitch! Is that it?!”

The wolfess wasn’t used to being talked to this way, even by studs that were twice her size she was usually in control, but somehow a girl that would under most circumstances be begging beneath her paws was slapping her balls against her chin and ramming her thighs into her lips. 

…And she was starting to like it! 

The teeny rodent continued to thrust, her tail curling around her thigh as she saw Zie’s hands clenching into tightly wound fists. “That’s it huh?” Amber huffed, spittle raining down as she spoke and panted for air at the same time. “You’re just a wolfbitch in heat!” Her hips continued to slam inside, rutting her cock to the base and probing against Zie’s throat as her balls swung up like a pendulum and clapped against the underside of the wolfgirl’s chin like a constant reminder that in this moment, she was now a mousegirl’s bitch! “Maybe I’ll.. I’ll.. I’ll fuck your throat! And then your twat!” She sneered excitedly, there was something exhilarating about this ‘being dominant’ thing that seemed to fit her suppressed desires. “I’ll fucking fuck your throat! And.. And make you swallow all my cum! And.. And I’ll fuck your pussy, and make you my breeding wolfbitch!” 

It was clear she had not been accustomed to dirty talking as a top, but Zie didn’t mind, she felt her pussy starting to drool all the same. Somehow she relished the idea of breaking in this little mouse from the other side, bringing out her confidence, her arrogance, training her to be a proper studbitch. Her eyes still glared upwards at Amber, focusing, judging her and making her body shiver as she sucked hard on that cock with barely a wince every time it pushed into her throat.

Amber could feel her nut brimming at the base of her cock, was this what it felt like all the time for Sherri and her customers? She bit down upon her lower lip with her two front buck teeth as her balls contracted with all that sticky gooey cum starting to flood against her shaft. “Nnfh.. Fuck..” Her fur suddenly stood on end as her pawtoes scrunched, a firm thrust of her hips and her meaty cock shoved its way down Zie’s squeezing throat. All that tension, all that pleasure, all of it built up and finally released as she let out an adorable squeal of ecstasy.

The wolfgirls eyes squinted until they finally closed, Amber’s cock swelled inside her mouth and suddenly poured out all that thick cum that had been building up for lord knows how long! It all came rushing through against her tongue and streaming down her throat like an unwound and shook up coke bottle! It was more than Zie could handle but her fingertips clawed around Amber’s thighs, holding the mousegirl tight while she swallowed up every droplet that didn’t spill down the front of her chin.

Her cum was exceptionally thick, almost like eggnog! When Amber finally pulled her hips back she was panting for air like one of those horny doggirls and her fingertips had unwound themselves from Zie’s tresses. She suddenly felt shy and demure once more, her cheeks blushing as she came to her senses. She couldn’t believe she had been so brash, so aggressive, but there she was with her semi-limp cock hanging in front of Zie and her cummy mouth. “So uhm,” She quickly tried to change the subject from their encounter. “Do you want to help me finish setting up for the Warhammer tournament tomorrow?”

Zie scoffed as she wiped her mouth of that peculiar sweet cum upon her wrist, she quickly shook her head and then glanced up to the blushing mousegirl. “Okay. Fine.”

…

Somehow their dynamic had changed so drastically since Amber left what Zie could have sworn was a gallon of cum in her gullet. Rodent girls seemed to be incredibly potent and she could still feel some of that thick jizz sloshing around inside her tummy. It was hard for even the wolfess to tell if she felt respect for the lil’ mousegirl or if it had simply been a moment of arousal from such a feisty and dominating prey that tripped her up. But Amber seemed completely oblivious to Zie’s contrasting feelings and emotions as the pair slowly worked together to place the remaining tables for the tournament the next day. “So!” Amber chirped excitedly. “I was thinking, since we’re friends now, maybe you could come back tomorrow and we could hang out again while I run the Warhammer Event?” 

The wolfess’ ears twitched with agitation, her cheeks slightly flushing as she glanced up to meet Amber’s cheery blue eyes with her own. The thought of her legs wrapped around the small girl’s back as she clawed into her skin, that thick mousie cock and full balls pounding into her body, it was enough to make her heart thump uncomfortably. “Don’t push your luck..” Zie snapped.

…Yeah she was coming back tomorrow.