This choice: Jessica Comes home with what she claims is a 'wishing' stone • Go Back...Chapter #3Jessy's Apology: A Wishing Stone by: Syrls   “Alli get your fat ass out of bed, it’s 10:30 already and the day’s probably gonna be over by the time you drag yourself to the shower!”
The rex girl groaned softly and rolled over, pulling one of her pillows over her head to deaden the sound of that rambunctious arctic fox’s voice, as well as the playful pounding of little fists on her door.
“Don’t make me come in there! You’ve got 10 seconds before this turns into a brisk pillow fight…That oughtta wake you up!” The unseen vixen proclaimed from outside, her soft giggling barely audible through the pillow but certainly enough for Allison to know that Jessica meant business.
“Okay alright…” She threw her pillow at the door, her half-hearted toss still plenty for it to smack against the door with some force. She rolled out of bed, a loud thud shaking the floor when her thick footpaws brought her weight to the carpet. She stretched and groaned, her thick tail arching behind her. The roused rex groggily re-adjusted her nightshirt – which had ridden up and exposed the underside of her enormous breasts – before stepping to her bedroom door.
With a firm swing of the door she interrupted Jessica’s giggling fit, causing the agile little vixen to spring backward with a playful growl, “Hey, you should watch how you swing that door! With your weight behind it I’d probably get knocked on my ass, and I use that for sitting….and other fun things too.” She gave Alli a sly wink.
The rex girl sighed and stepped out, ignoring the little arctic fox in her way, simply stepping forward and expecting her to move aside. She didn’t usually enjoy using her size in such a manner, but with Jessica around she’d learned that being completely quiet and submissive didn’t quite cut it. She chuckled softly, “It’s not my fault they made the door swing in the wrong direction when they made this place. I thought you’d have learned by now to stay out of the way of my ‘fat ass,’ as you call it.” She said with a smirk, laying on a bit of guilt for Jessica’s predictable method of teasing her.
Jessica giggled and playfully grabbed Allison’s tail, causing the rex girl to yelp, before attempting to yank it roughly from her grip. This sent Jessy flying forward – laughing her ass off – as she slammed muzzle-first right into Allison’s rump, her muzzle briefly wedging into the space between her shorts-covered cheeks. Alli immediately let out a whine and pulled away, but not before Jessy had given that lovely rump a firm smack.
“Jessy c’mon, it’s too early for this sort of thing!”
The arctic fox chuckled and leaned against the wall, folding her arms over her moderate bosom, “Does that imply you’re interested in playing like this a little later, Alli-saurus rex?”
Allison merely growled and disappeared into the bathroom, intending to turn what should have been a brief shower into a long, soothing respite from Jessy’s teasing. She locked the door – and checked it twice – before stripping nude. A minute later she was laying against the shower wall, rumbling with pleasure as that hot water cascaded over her curvaceous form, great streams of water collecting on her breasts and pouring altogether from her thick nipples. She panted softly in the thick, steamy air, before…
“You’d better not be using my shampoo bottle to masturbate again, you big perv!”
Allison straightened up, her green-skinned cheeks becoming closer to black at that comment. She stammered, before protesting, “Am I not allowed to enjoy a shower in private!?”
“Oooh so you ARE using my shampoo bottle! I don’t care how perfect the shape is for your oversized pu—“
“JESSY STOP IT!” She wailed, absolutely embarrassed to the point of roaring at the arctic fox, something she rarely did. She sighed softly, straining for any sound before finally getting back to washing herself. She finished up quickly after that, no longer wanting to enjoy her shower. She’d freaked out over one of Jessica’s harmless teases again. How many times had it been that month? She shut the shower off, head hung as she dried herself off. She and Jessica had developed into friends over a long time, so long that the arctic fox had come to count on Allison to be reliably “tolerant” of her teasing. Though Jessy wouldn’t likely admit it, she cared about their friendship, and this likely drove her away, or at least Allison thought it had. She never could be sure what the arctic fox was thinking.
Allison quickly toweled off and wrapped her custom-sized towel around herself, cinching it against her side, her breasts barely contained and her wide rump showing on her left, where the ends of the towel didn’t quite meet. She carefully padded into the hallway, calling out to her, “Jessy? Jessy I’m sorry, I know you were just messing with me…”
She sighed when she heard no response, thinking that Jessica had gone off somewhere to forget about what she’d done. Allison briefly peered out of the hallway and into the living room, where she saw Jessica standing there with her hand held out.
“Look, Jessy…”
“Just shut up and take this.” Jessica said with a soft pout, looking down at the floor.
Allison faltered for a moment, before sighing and taking what was in Jessica’s hand. A shining, iridescent stone, smooth to the touch. She admired it for a moment, before questioning, “What is it?”
Jessy simply smirked and gave Allison a nudge as she walked by, “I’d love to tell you the trick to it, but you’ll have to figure it out on your own. Let’s just say it’s supposed to help you achieve your greatest desires…”
Allison stared at the stone in her palm, before sighing and moving back to her bedroom, seating herself on her bed. She held her towel close and murmured softly, “My greatest desire…well what I really would wish for, I suppose, is…”
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