The Dairy Trap

[Knight Errant]

Sarah blinks at the sound... was that... what she had been waiting for this entire time? She sits up... looking at the door...

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Steve chuckles. "If you wanted, I'd be willing to put myself to the challenge... but as it is... I think I'll turn in as well. Goodnight, Heather..." He says... leaning in... just a bit... then hesitating... blushing... and pulling back.

[muffinstud]

Heather's heartbeat speeds up, leaving her feeling flustered, vulnerable, and... disappointed somehow. "Good night, Steve." She gives him a tender smile in an effort to show him that she really did appreciate the help and company. She breaks it with a yawn as she snuggles in deeper inside the covers. She closes her eyes and tries her best to get some sleep.

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Sarah's door swings open to reveal a burly guard and a smiling woman in a loose red dress. Well, it's loose everywhere except her bosom, which is just as big or bigger than Sarah's. "Oh, you poor dear! I hope you haven't been cooped up in here for too long." She gives Sarah a look over, especially at her chest and her smile gets smaller, sadder. "I see that you're ready to join the rest of us here. Let's get those paws off of you and escorted to your new home."

[Knight Errant]

Sarah raises an eyebrow... looking the girl over. She is silent, letting her talk... before nodding at the final comment. "Its about goddamn time. These damn things are annoying as hell." She says... glaring at the kitty paws...

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Steve smiles back. Dropping out of sight to get some sleep for himself. Heather eventually drifts off to sleep... and dreams... she is in a brightly lit and decorated house... a smooth dress hugging her curves... she is making breakfast for eager children at the kitchen table... her children... as Steve sneak hugs her from behind... and she giggles... melting into his arms as they kiss...

When she wakes... she could almost swear she felt the last of the tingling warmth of the kiss on her lips...

[muffinstud]

Heather wakes up with a breathing heavily, not sure what to make of the dream. It had seemed so vivid. She rolls her lips around, still feeling the lingering warmth of a kiss that never happened. She sets a paw against her head and shakes it, trying to remove the visions from her head. Quite awake, she looks around for Steve.

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The woman nods in understanding, her smile now vanished to give way to a downcast look. "I hate them as well." The burly guard makes his way towards Sarah... and now it's becoming rather apparent that in all her time that she'd been cooped up, she hadn't put her clothes back on. The guard roughly grabs Sarah's wrist and brings a small key to the cuff of one of the paws.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah blinks... this... was extremely embarrassing... her face flushing hotly... she is glad the covers cover the lower part of her. "J-just get these things off and I can get dressed..." She glares at the burly guy...

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She hears a soft snoring sound from the couch... it seems Steve is still asleep! But that dream had felt so real... and lovely... she finds herself wondering if Steve was dreaming of her...

[muffinstud]

Heather blushes as she sees him sleeping on the couch. Not wanting to disturb him, she gets out of bed as quietly as she can and creeps over. Initially, she heads to the bathroom... but finds herself moving closer to Steve out of curiosity. She had dreamed of him... was it possible that he... dreamed of her?

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The brute sniffs, not even really acknowledging Sarah as he undoes the paw. He reaches over and unlocks the other wrist. Finally, after what seemed forever, the guard slides the paws off of her hands and Sarah has her full dexterity back.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah rubs her wrist and hands... finally... looking up... she grabs her covers and pulls them over her chest... "... get out so I can get dressed." She says... staring at the man.

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Heather watches as the big man sleeps so... peacefully... she couldnt help but think it was cute... her eyes trailing over him almost of their own accord...

[muffinstud]

A small blush fills Heather's cheeks as she looks up and down his sleeping form. Why was she feeling so attached to this man? Why was he so... cute? She smiles despite herself. She bites her lip for a bit... and thinking better of it, she goes into the bathroom.

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The man takes the paws in hand and turns around, making like he's going to leave... but instead just stands in the corner next to the door. The woman steps forward with an apologetic look. "He can't leave the room... he's our escort. In case you decide to try and... hurt yourself, or escape." She offers a small smile. "I could help you, if you like."

[Knight Errant]

Sarah shoots his back a glare... and jumps out of bed. "No thank you." She picks up her clothes... walking into the bathroom and slamming the door behind her. Freaking... people. Sighing... she goes to tug on the clothes.

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Heather heads to the bathroom! Leaving Steve behind... well he had been on her side during this whole situation... and... last night... he... wanted to kiss her. But he was respecting her personal space... Maybe... Heather... should push the initiative? The kiss in her dream had been so... nice...

[muffinstud]

Heather finishes up in the bathroom, but stares at herself in the mirror. What's coming over her? She... had felt disappointed when he hadn't kissed her last night. Now, thinking about kissing him... it seems like such an exciting prospect. She tries to shake the thought out of her mind. She shouldn't want to kiss him... she used to be a guy! She's never liked guys!

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At least now that Sarah's hands are free, it's easier to clothe herself. Soon enough, she finds herself in her blouse and sweater, stretching both out into a very wide and soft pair of domes, leaving a small bridge of material between them. She looks just as cute as the woman that offered to help now... and just as full in the chest, if not elsewhere.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah glances over herself in the mirror... well... at least she has clothes on now... taking a deep breath, she lets it out in a sigh... better head out there before the brute tries to bash her door down. She opens it up... heading out. "I'm ready..."

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While that may be true... the desire... and curiosity... is undeniable... and she certainly wasnt a guy now... looking at herself in the mirror... she sees a soft girl... with quite a healthy bust... it had to have grown more during the night... the soft orbs pressing out against her bikini top... which felt a bit tight...

[muffinstud]

The reflection that looked back at Sarah was so different from what it had been such a short time ago. Once back in the room, the woman gives her a smile and extends her hand. "You look very nice. If you would come with me, I'd like to make sure you get as comfortable as possible."

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Heather frowns and tries to pick at the ties on her top. "Rrrgh, stupid paws..." She tosses her hands up in frustration. If only she could adjust the straps... She pauses, looks in the mirror. Perhaps she could kill two birds with one stone? If she nips these odd urges in the bud, proves to herself that she doesn't like Steve like that, life would certainly be easier. She nods to herself and heads out quietly, still not wanting to disturb him if he's still asleep.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah frowns a bit at the woman... and keeps her hands behind her back. "Fine..." is her only reply.

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Back outside, she sees Steve yawning and stretching! "Mmm..." He looks over to her... "Morning Heather. Sleep well?"

[muffinstud]

"Yeah, I did. How about you?" Heather stretches a bit herself, wincing as the tightness of her top makes itself more clear. "I wouldn't think that couch is incredibly comfortable."

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The woman lets her hand drop, along with her smile. "I'm not your enemy... I'm in the same situation as you." She starts heading out the door. The guard stays behind, making sure Sarah follows. "My name is Yvonne. What's yours?"

[Knight Errant]

Sarah follows... frowning... "Sorry, Yvonne... I havent exactly had a fun time lately. And my name is James..."

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Steve shrugs. "There are worse places to sleep." his eyes glance to Heather's chest again... then back to her face.