Rosie's additional scene. (F/F) (Patreon)

Hi guys, how is it going? TAD here! Sorry for the couple days of delay. I've been working 40+ hours this week and had a lot on my head. Anyway, here's a sneak-peek of Rosie's additional scene. Also, with the way how we're going, I can almost assure you the next update will be next month! Finally, I know, but creating a game is a lot more work than I originally anticipated. XD Anyway, enjoy!

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Of course Rosie's back at work in her garden when next you come to see her, but as soon as her ears twitch at the sound of your approach, she turns around, drops her shovel, and dashes straight toward you—a scene you complete spectacularly as she leaps into your arms and you spin her around before meeting properly in a big, fuzzy hug.

"Welcome back, [player name]!" she giggles up at you, her paws a foot off the ground before you set her back there. "It's so much more fun around here when you come by. Did you come to help with my garden, maybe? It's a lot of work for just one lonesome girl...."

[Depends on which garden you mean, methinks.]

What with the look you give Rosie, she gets a little red in the cheeks. She tips a paw to her chin and scratches absently, looking away as she says, "Well, I didn't know if you were in the mood again, but if I have both the options... could  you bend a little closer and close your eyes for me?"

[That's a hard ask, but if you insist!]

You crouch lower, put your hands on your knees, and close your eyes, not quite sure what you're anticipating. Lips? It's probably her soft, luscious lips. A big ol' kiss from a tiny mouth, and then getting sloppy together. Not that you pucker automatically or anything, no, no. Nothing of the sort. It's  probably a kiss, though.

But a second later, rather than getting smooched, there's only a...  flapping, or maybe a whipping sound right in front of you. Not like from a real whip, but more like some—aha.

Eyes closed still, you only feel it as Rosie drapes some soft cloth around  your whole upper face, totally darkening the remaining light over your  eyelids as her shoulder snuggles under your chin and she ties the cloth  around the back of your head. You open your eyes again, but to no point.  For now, your world's gone dark.

[Blindfold? Didn't think you had any kinks like that, Rosie.]

Taking a step back from you—or at least pulling her warm, furry shoulder away from your skin—the sound of Rosie's voice is all you can pick up from her expression now. It's a pitch higher than usual, still so embarrassed as she says, "It's not a kink, silly! It's just... having some extra fun. I don't want to do anything really weird—I just heard from Fia that stuff like this can be really fun. You really can't see anymore, right? It's working?"

[Nothing but darkness.]

Rosie giggles, and all you get to imagine is how cute her cheeks must be as some little grin alights between them.

Then, between your imagination and the moment of quiet, here's your kiss. But just a peck. A quick touch of lips, finally, soft and familiar for only  the single second it lasts. And when these lips you know so well brush away from yours, a hum follows, and Rosie says lower, breath teasing your chin, "Hmm. That kind of kiss is still nice, but... can you lay on your back, [player name]? I want to kiss you in a different place. We  didn't get to go that far last time, did we?"

[Oh, lay down for her. Carefully.]

With slow, unsteady gropes in thin air, you climb down to your knees, then pull your feet forward and lay over your back in the cool grass. Stray blades tickle your arms and calves, but more so, there's a scent in the air all the way down here—or did you really never notice upright before?

Your world is black, but now's the first time you realize how beautiful the  flowers of Rosie's garden really are. Earthy and quiet, wispy, unclinging. It doesn't make sense, but... it reminds you of waking up in bed before all your senses are clear, like a peace filling you that you an only savor for a while. It's one scent after another and all of them at once at the same time.

Then there's a soft padding closer to you, the gentle warmth of furry hands steadied over your thighs, and the light pressure of rosie's legs  spreading above your face. No point lying. You can smell that.

"Can you tell what's in front of you right now?" Rosie purrs, her familiar heat closing in just over your nostrils.

[Bring it closer so I can tell for sure....]

It's something wet and soft and perfectly suited for the few senses you have left that's before you, delicious before even your tongue gets a taste. You know it well. Tense, carefully-angled thighs come down to rest on either of your cheeks and between them, here's Rosie's pussy, ready for the filthiest kind of love. She's got the same faint scents of flowers and soil and nature as her garden, but all of those mixed under the clearer feminine fragrance of needing to fuck real bad.

Here's a duty you're proud to volunteer for. Time to project and stir.

Like, with your tongue.

The first lick you offer from it is tentative, though, making sure you're got the right place—and as soon as Rosie quivers and sighs  above you, you're lapping quick little strokes along her vulva, suckling wider, tilting in for the best taste you can reach. But you take it nice and easy at first. There's no hurry in bringing Rosie to climax just yet while you're exploring her by only touch, smell, and your own refined palate.

"Ooh, you're really good with your tongue, [player name]—!" she coos, warmest tinge in her voice. "Would you want me to return the favor now...?"

[Mmphf—oh yes.]

After answering so eagerly you plant your mouth straight back over Rosie's pussy, getting back to that job of lapping at her soft lips. There's a sudden gasp out her throat, and whether she means for it or not, a constant purr breaks through that hitch in her lungs.

"Oh oh-kay, mmm—that's how we're gonna play it?" she says, jostling her pussy back and forth a moment as the definite form of paws slide your undies up to your knees and position on either side of your thighs. "Good! I'm not gonna lose...."

[En garde, apparently.]

It's no tentative first lick for her—when Rosie dunks tongue-first into your pussy, it's immediately that she's eating you out. Not yet going wild, but oh, god—judging by her technique, she's feeling competitive.

There's the rumbles out your lungs. The first moan. Just like that, thanks to Rosie indulging herself inside you, you're already getting wet. It's  gonna get messy. Your nose is buried in pussy and her slick juices are all you can breathe. And despite your current spirit of exploration,  encouraged by your partner, there's an urge growing in your loins to hurry. To feast. To drink deep. Short, ticklish fur quivers on either side of your face and you know you're not just eating tonight, you're going to dine.

And goddamnit you need more. Right now.
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But will you guys get more? Find out in the next episode of: Feline Fantasies! :P

This Monday more Brownie. Hope you're a fan of that chocolatey goodness! Until then. 

~TAD