This choice: A short-sleeved white shirt and black shorts (Park) • Go Back...Chapter #3A wonderful walk in the park by: blader   "The park sounds nice" Dave thought pulling out the a short-sleeved white shirt and black shorts, perfect jogging attire. It only took him moments to get dressed, although it took him several minutes to find a water bottle which was quickly filled and attached to his hip. "Might as well jog there, it didn't seem that far on the pamphlet and hopefully I'll learn a bit about the lay of the land" he thought. Taking several moments to lock down the house before he left, Dave set off at a brisk trot, his lanky legs carrying him at a respectable speed, soon leaving the quiet cul-de-sac he and Jim would call home for the foreseeable future. Dave was surprised at how crisp the air was, the quiet spring morning brought with it a gentle breeze and a clear azure sky. Dave jogged in peace for several minutes, simply enjoying the peace and quiet before he entered the tow proper, however the peace couldn't last and after a single car passed him it was like he was swallowed by the city proper.
It was nowhere near as intense as some of the large metropolitan areas but there were many more buildings and he was soon passing other residents of the town. Mammals, birds, reptiles, every single type of creature seemed to have several resident anthros, as he jogged though Dave couldn't hep but notice something...two things to be honest. The first thing he noticed was that there were many more women than men, at least he passed many more women than men, maybe 5, or 6 females to every male. The second thing he noticed was that he was being watched...or it felt like it anyways, nearly every woman he passed seemed to take a second glance at him, and he swore a few even turned and watched him jog past, one Dalmatian girl whistling at him as he jogged past.
While Dave didn't mind the attention, he felt a bit overwhelmed as there was one final observation specifically concerning the women of this town....they were stacked, every single one of them. Nearly every female he passed would put a supermodel to shame, large full and firm breasts dominated their chests, tight asses, long legs, and it was like a paradise. Dave couldn't really begrudge the women he passed from looking...as he was looking just as much in return. His eyes were admitted glued to the backside of a particularly voluptuous dove when “whump” his vision became nothing but pink as his head was surrounded by two large soft feathery orbs.
“’Giggle’ well aren’t you forward? A normal hello is nice but this works well enough too.” Before Dave could pull his head back to see just who was talking to him….and whose cleavage his head was currently buried in, two arms wrapped around his shoulders gently pulling him further into the soft downy canyon.
He was held there for several seconds before finally being released, looking up he saw a woman adorned in beautiful fine pink plumage, her long slender neck leading up to a curved black beak and gentle green eyes. Her feathers extended down to her wrists and ankles where the plumage fell away to the black keratin that make up birds feet and in this case hands. She was wearing nothing more than a blue bikini top and black shorts, the azure material of her bikini hugging her full soft breasts while the denim shorts were bursting trying to contain her thick full ass. He jumped a little as her long neck extended putting her face mere inches from his. “So, like what you see? You’ve been checking me out for a while now” she said her tone teasing as she looked him over.
“Oh…sorry” Dave replied cheeks flushing as he looked away abashedly, he was surprised when a slender finger gently pulled his face back to hers.
“Hey, I don’t mind” she said smiling as she stood up to her full height, only then did Dave truly realize height wise how much he was dwarfed by the flamingo woman standing in front of him. “I wouldn’t have this beautiful figure unless I wanted to show it off, oh and I’m Juliette by the way” she said.
“D-Dave” he replied, taking a moment to fully examine Juliette’s body.
“It’s nice to meet you Dave, well I really do hate to cut this short, but I’m running errands so…” her fingers dug into her pockets, pulling out a pen and a pad of sticky notes. Seconds later she was handing one to him “here’s my address and phone number, call me handsome, we’ll get to know each other better.” She took advantage of the pause to lean over and he felt her beak gently press against his cheek in a kiss. “Call me later” she said walking away, Dave watched her leave, his eyes focusing on her tail, which swayed side to side with the rhythmic movements of her ass as she walked and after she made a turn she was out of sight.
Dave simply stood there for several minutes, surprised at how in control of the conversation she’d been, pocketing the sticky note he continued on to the park and after several more minutes of jogging, and several catcalls later he made his way to the large central park. He wasn’t surprised at how well-kept he was, but he was surprised by the variety, there were several groves of trees as well as solitary ones scattered around to provide shade. Several flowerbeds lined the walking paths that weaved their way through the property. The most notable feature of the park was the large duck pond with its own little island that took up one whole side, the trails running around it in a large circle.
Dave watched as the town’s female inhabitants used the park to its fullest extent. Some were playing tag, some were jogging, there were several different sports matches going on, football, soccer…etc. Dave was a little happy as most of the girls who saw him waved, a few winked, and one saucy kangaroo even beckoned him over, except she did so by presenting her tail and waving it towards him. Dave was admittedly little overwhelmed as while he wanted to go out and see the town, make some new friends. Most of the town seemed to want to “make friends” with him in a completely different way, and truth be told he felt a little like a sheep in the lion’s den. Sitting down on the bench he thought about what he could do as there were several options open to him, he could just honestly go up and try to join one of the games or one of the solitary girls in what they were doing as he was sure he’d be welcomed with open arms…especially by that kangaroo girl. He could always just go somewhere else as there was still plenty of town still to explore, he could always just go home since he had done what he had set out to do. As he was thinking his fingers slipped into his pocket grasping the paper with Juliette’s number and address, he could always call her as he was sure she'd like to spend time with him. ‘What to do?’ he thought….  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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