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I heard her climb into the water behind me.
I didn’t turn around.
She sucked in a breath. “Cold,” she said. Then, “It’s nice, actually.”
“Mmm,” I said. I ducked my face forward, scrubbing at my growth of hair at my chin.
“You can turn around,” she said.
I did.
She was crouched down in the water. It was up to her chin. One of her shoulders came up, bare.
Under the water, my pleasure cock fought entirely free from the fur on my crotch. My breathing went erratic. I turned back around.
“You okay?” she said.
I just grunted. I scrubbed at my arms and moved through the cold water, willing it to make my cock deflate. It did, mostly, and I managed to tuck it away. Then I stood up. “I’m clean,” I said, without looking at her. I climbed out of the water.
“Oh, fuck,” she said softly. “I should have remembered a towel or something.”
“Back at camp,” I said. Then I realized. “But that would mean you’d have to hike back entirely uncovered. Being a human is really inconvenient, isn’t it?” Even our women didn’t tend to wear clothes. They had breasts, obviously, but they were deflated when the women weren’t fertile and covered by hair on their chests. Humans had breasts that were always rounded and full, all the time, no matter what.
Sure, I’d noticed hers under her clothing. How could I not? They were justthere.
“Actually, it is,” she said. “You know, what with being abducted by the Toth and forced to bear their children and then—”
“Sorry,” I said. “I’ll run back and get you a towel.”
“Quickly?” she said.
“Yes, quickly,” I said.
“Because I’ll be all alone here, and—”
“It’ll take me hisecs, shei.” I scampered off, shaking off droplets of water as I did.
When I got back with the towel, she said, “You really can go quickly, can’t you? You sort of gallop with those hooves.” Her voice sounded thick, approving, impressed.
I draped the towel over a tree branch. “Look, I’m going to just…” I gestured. I turned my back and moved away, putting distance between us.
“Thank you,” she said in a small voice.
I peered up at the stars, sighing heavily.
Then I tensed. Was that…? I’d been sighing, so I wasn’t sure what I’d heard, but—
There.
Again.
A rustling.
Then, I caught sight of the glint of a tusk moving between the trees.
I turned and rushed back to Cypra.
She was out of the water, holding the towel with both hands to dry her back, exposing the entirety of the front of her body—her bare breasts—lose me, they were hairless and round and the tips were dark in the starlight, water running in rivulets down her belly, down to the juncture of her thighs, which was covered in a small bit of hair, there, a pointless amount of hair—
