Family Reunion (Finite True & OutlawHarlot)
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				Title: <strong>Family Reunion (Finite True &amp; OutlawHarlot)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OutlawHarlot</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 05:33:49</strong>
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				Sonia yawned lazily as her body woke her before her alarm went off.&nbsp; She lay on her bed, sheets tangled about her naked form and tail curled between her legs up against her stomach to nestle into the pillows of her breasts.&nbsp; Her arms hugged it lazily as if it were a stuffed animal she used to fall asleep with.&nbsp; She lay there, blinking her soft yellow eyes lazily trying to decide if excitement or tiredness should win out on the day.&nbsp; Why did she have to have school on her birthday?&nbsp; And on her eighteenth birthday no less!<br><br>Perhaps she should cut class, enjoy the day sleeping in lazily, indulging in whatever whims she wanted.&nbsp; It was her birthday after all...&nbsp; The alarm sounded in the distance making her jump in surprise.&nbsp; She eyed it menacingly for a short time before sighing heavily, letting her tail uncurl while pushing herself out of the sheets.&nbsp; Silencing the blasted alarm she growled at it, bearing small, almost cute fangs as if she were threatening, "OK, OK I'm up," she complained before stretching, her arms raised over her head, her back arched and her tail pushing outward to officially tie the sheets into a knot as they fell to the floor.<br><br>Ignoring them she rose, showering herself and drying off the soft colored fur that lined her form.&nbsp; Sonia combed her hair, brushed down her coat into a nice shine and began dressing.&nbsp; Still deciding if she should give in to the monotony of school or enjoy the thrills of her special day she pulled on her clothes, a short skirt overlaying her swaying hips and letting her tail curl lazily about her ankles accompanied by a white blouse that fit to her newly curvy form snugly.&nbsp; She smiled at her reflection and nodded, ears perking up and twitching lazily as she finally began to reach the full stages of wakefulness.&nbsp; It was nice to be eighteen, to be considered an adult in mind and body.&nbsp; And it was good to have curves too finally.&nbsp; Nodding to her reflection she made up her mind, "A'right I'll go.&nbsp; Besides, it won't last forever," she concluded, swinging her bag over her shoulder lazily and making the walk to school.<br><br>Despite her earlier boasting though, the day did seem to be wearing on.&nbsp; The classes were easy to find, the teachers going through their usual introduction and rules.&nbsp; The seating almost always arranged by student number ensuring that she was near the front of the class and unable to truly tune anything out.&nbsp; The clock ticking ever so slowly, as if trying it's best to keep her in each class before finally surrendering to the bell that let them free to move about for three whole minutes.<br><br>It was during her second to last class however that she felt something change, something shift inside of her.&nbsp; The room was beginning to feel a bit...warmer.&nbsp; Sonia tugged at the collar of her blouse, inadvertently undoing the top button to reveal a bit more of her cleavage but she didn't seem to mind.&nbsp; Idly she looked around the room, was anyone else feeling how much hotter it was getting in here?&nbsp; Realizing that no one else was she shrugged it off at first, figuring she was just excited to almost be done with school.&nbsp; But as the class wore on it became harder and harder to ignore.&nbsp; She felt a gentle sweat trickle across her fur, she felt her breathing become deeper and rise into her chest to make her bosom rise and fall more than her stomach.&nbsp; She couldn't quite seem to sit still, constantly rubbing her hips one way or another across the seat, her tail wrapping around the chair legs and constantly making her lower her hands to her skirt, pulling it down as it threatened to rise up her legs.<br><br>She felt flushed, like all eyes were on her, watching her, staring at her intently, seeing her naked rather than shielded by the suddenly constricting clothes she wore.&nbsp; As she looked around she realized it wasn't all in her mind, more and more students were casting glances her way, catching a scent of something in the air, stealing peaks at her body when they thought she was turned away.&nbsp; Even the teacher seemed to have a bit of trouble focusing, his eyes shifting to her seat more often than most, occasionally even loosing his place in the lecture as he considered the consequences.&nbsp; <br><br>When the bell rung signaling the end it made her start, a small almost whimpering sound threatening to escape her damp lips.&nbsp; She hugged her books to her chest and rose quickly, eager to be out of the class room, away from the incessant heat.&nbsp; But it followed her into the hall, even becoming worse.&nbsp; The hallways flooded with other students, making their way to lockers or their next class or taking the time to chat with friends until the next session started.&nbsp; And the more people there were, the more eyes she felt upon her.&nbsp; Her hands shakily gripped onto the book, not bothering to put it back into her bag as she walked to her next class.&nbsp; <br><br>Walking was a pleasured agony.&nbsp; Her legs seemed intent to grind against each other with every step and her hips kept swaying side to side to make the most of it.&nbsp; She looked down almost in shock at what her own body was doing, watching her tail swish side to side idly in an almost come hither motion.&nbsp; It didn't take much more to convince her of what was happening.&nbsp; She'd gone into heat!&nbsp; Her panties were dampening, her bra straining to push against her suddenly aroused nipples, and her eyes were constantly being drawn to one body or another, sizing them up to bread with her.&nbsp; She shook the images from her head, eyes closed tightly as her pace quickened.&nbsp; Just one more class, she just had to get to one more class.<br><br>As a way of distracting her hands from going to her suddenly needy body she drew out the slip that outlined her class scheduled to find out what subject was last.&nbsp; Her breath caught in her throat, another yelp threatening to escape her almost pouting lips.&nbsp; Health class.&nbsp; Where they learned about their own bodies, learned safe sex and things like CPR.&nbsp; It was the worst possible class for her right now, her in an almost tangible heat that even now was drawing the eyes of passerby to her quivering form.&nbsp; She should skip, she should run home, but then the warning bell sounded startling her once more.&nbsp; She had half a minute to get to the class room and in her seat.&nbsp; Half a minute to make the decision, go and endure, or make a break for it.&nbsp; As the hallways started to thin out she took a deep calming breath.&nbsp; Just one more class, she could make it through this.&nbsp; Just one more class.<br><br>Clutching the book tighter she went in and took her seat.&nbsp; Pulling out the correct book from her bag and replacing the one that had kept her hands steady she readied herself for class.&nbsp; It was so hot in here.&nbsp; She felt people looking at her from behind but tried not to turn and meet their gaze.&nbsp; Instead she flicked her eyes to the clock, waiting for it to be over so she could hide in her embarrassment.&nbsp; Her hands went for her skirt, tugging it down further before trying to distract herself by flipping through the book.&nbsp; She soon shut it hard, the diagrams and anatomy sending her into a nervous fit.&nbsp; She glanced to the door.&nbsp; Maybe there was still time- <br><br>The thought cut from her mind as the teacher walked in.&nbsp; All thoughts left her mind as she saw the teacher, her eyes widening as her mouth hanging open from shock.
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