You sit down to eat the wonderfully prepared pancakes and sausages that Freya has made for you when you hear the mail getting dumped off in the mail slot. Freya kisses your forehead and keeps you in your chair as she goes off to get the mail, putting the small pile next to you. Between forkfulls, you thumb through the mail...
Junk, junk, bills, junk, magazine... you come across another envelope from the Animorph Pet Shop marked URGENT! “What is it?” Freya asked, a little concerned as you rip open the edge of the envelope. You set down your food as you start to read the letter aloud.
Dear Sir,
Our database has warned us that your Animorph female: URSINE, FREYA, will be experiencing her quarterly Oestrus Cycle in one (1) week's time. We strongly urge you to return Freya to the shop where you purchased her for a period of one (1) week. You will be offered a rental replacement for this time...
“...Blah, blah, blah.” you continue, looking at the slightly downtrodden face of your new friend and lover, lifting your eyebrow slightly at her, “Quarterly Oestrus Cycle? What's going on?”
Freya sighed slightly, slowly pulling you out of your chair and into her plush lap, gently pawing over your body, “It means I'll be going into heat, which I do four times a year, and means I'll be really, really horny.”
You smile softly, gently rubbing one of her ample breasts, “Well, that doesn't sound like a bad thing.” Your finger rubbing over her furry nipple makes her moan quietly.
“I'll also be very, very fertile. If you came in me, I'd probably have cubs.” she admits, her brown face getting red in her blush. Your confused look makes her laugh a little, “How else do you think baby Animorphs are made?”
You blush slightly at that, pressing into her form, “Well, I just assumed that there were male Animorphs somewhere.”
She nods quietly, “There are, and they're also fertile, and should you chose, I could be bred by one of the males at the shop.”
You nod quietly, taking it all in as you continue to cuddle with Freya, letting your breakfast get cold, thinking over the options. |