La petite moufette was puzzled. Why, if she desired l'amour so much, did she balk when it was freely offered? She just could not figure it out, and the hot turmoil within her certainly did not make it easler!
For lack of better ideas she started playing with herself, and within a minute she had come three times. The multiple orgasm had cleared her mind like a dynamite blast, and suddenly she saw it clearly...
She tried snapping her fingers, but they were too slick with her natural lubricants to make much sound. Merde! She would have to do something about that before going anywhere, but there were no cleaning implements in the tent, so she settled for licking her fingers clean - only to find that the taste and smell of her warm sweetness turned her on so she started playing with herself again...
Four hours and countless orgasms later she collapsed on the ground, still as hot as ever but totally exhausted. She had to break the circle somehow! She had to!
Slowly she raised her shivering hands and wiped them clean on her belly fur. That would have to do for now... After sitting on her hands for a while and trying (with limited success) to calm down, she tried a bit more successfully to get her derailed train of thought back on line.
Ah oui, that was it. Even though there had been definite lust between her and the two men, that had been all. It was not just their beastly behavior that made them seem like animals to her, they really were another species.
That was it! She needed one of her own kind - a skunk hunk, as it were - and she knew just where to find one. Or at least start looking!
She walked over to the transformation tube and looked at it. The human symbol on this side seemed to suggest that passing through would just transform her back to that cold boring human again, and she certainly did not want that for a long time! Maybe never, if only she could find the perfect mate...
Taking a closer look she found that it was just barely possible to squeeze past on one side of the tube, and a few minutes later she was on the outside, taking great pride in the fact that she had managed to control herself to the extent that she had only had to pause five times for orgasms brought about by the squeezing of her hips.
She slipped quietly down the aisle between the many tubes, vaguely remembering that the skunk tube had been in the back, so the silly human had not noticed it at first, and went out the exit to the common area.
There! Her heart beat faster, the throbbing resounding in every part of her body, as she sighted the object of her quest on the other side of the room: The entrance to the male section!
She padded over on soft feet and lifted the flap to enter, only to find a burly guard blocking her way. "What are you doing here?" he enquired. What a silly question! Was it not obvious what her body demanded?
"You shouldn't be on this side like this," the guard elaborated. "If you try to transform again you could get seriously messed up!"
"Ah," she breathed passionately, "but zat ees not what I vant, vat I dezire, zee?"
"Then what...? Oh, I see! Well, I'm afraid you have to look elsewhere then."
"But, but..." She was starting to get incoherent with passion again. "You do have a zkunk tube on zis side too, non?"
He shrugged, "Well, yes and no... I'll show you."
The guard marched through the tent leading the shivering moufette behind him until they came to an empty transformation tube with the familiar skunk symbol on it. Here there was no heat switch, but there was another sign on the tube...
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"I want..." she blubbered. "I need... muzt have..."
Suddenly she heard the padding of soft feet behind her, and a gentle hand touched her shoulder as she heard a voice so similar to her own that she wondered if she was speaking to herself without realizing it.
"Pardon, ami," said the voice softly. "I beleeve ve are looking for ze zame thing, oui? Perhaps ve could help each other...?"
Blinking the tears out of her eyes, she turned around and looked at her
mirror image. Slowly it dawned upon her that she was standing in front of a
moufette just like herself, and the last part of her old self that
remained rational realized that someone else must have used the tube after
her without changing the settings, and then presumably exited the tent
while she was busy with the two men.
Of course, she suddenly realized, it was entirely possible that someone had
passed through the tent while she lay there playing with herself, and she
had not noticed!
She looked at the stranger's hands and knew what they felt like. Certainement, she was still pining for something firm inside her, but a stranger's fingers would be better than her own. And there were other possibilities with two bodies as well!
She was working herself into a rut again when her tube twin started to speak and raised her hand to gesticulate in the French manner. Somewhere deep inside, a tiny remaining bit of Jim realized that the stranger was not completely naked, she was in fact wearing...
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