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  "writing": "Content Warning: Teen (19m/18f), breeding, heat, sweat, mild musk/scent content, improbable and frankly ridiculous quantities of bodily fluids, ruined groceries, 95-year-old granny (don't you fucking judge me before you read the story)\n\n\n\n\n \n\n[center][t]BtF Heatwave[/t]\n\n[i]“Elevator”[/i]\nby beforethefall [Inkbunny][/center]\n\n\n\nEven at 7:30 a.m., with the sun having been up only a couple hours, the heat that had soaked into the concrete sidewalks radiated through the protective layer of grip-tape that had been wrapped around Richter's foot-pads. He was practically dancing from foot to foot to avoid burns as he jogged the last half-block back toward his apartment building in the city center of Aardvark Heights, just past downtown and the commercial district that sprawled around MallyWorld. He was huffing and puffing harder than usual, as the heat had really taken its toll today; even back home, a [i]hot[/i] day wouldn't have been so oppressively [i]humid[/i] as he found with the mid-summer Midwestern heat wave. The royal-purple-furred kangaroo had long since stripped his tank-top off and tucked it into the waistband of his running shorts and his fur was dripping fresh sweat, slicked down to his body in most places and spiked in the few spots it was longer; adding an unusual amount of definition to the fit nineteen-year-old kangaroo's taut muscle as he closed the distance to the apartment building.\n\nRichter's building was one of the oldest buildings in the newer urban core of Aardvark Heights, and somehow the tallest, still, at seven stories. It wasn't the nicest building around, but despite his having been recently imported to the Midwest, he was doing well enough to have made a place for himself in one of the larger studio apartments on the fifth floor of the building. The building was popular with college kids and young adults, as the rent was particularly cheap even for Aardvark Heights, the community college was just a few blocks away, and the mall a mere few blocks in the opposite direction.. As with most buildings in the roughly eighteen-block area, the ground level was reserved for commercial use - Richter's building, on the corner, housed a bodega, a carry-out pizza place and a coffee shop on the sides exposed to the street. As he approached the main entrance set between the bodega and pizza place, he saw a black-and-white striped tail in the tiny elevator lobby and, in desperation for hasty access to a cold drink of water, hurried his pace to try to catch the elevator before it departed without him. \n\n“Oi! Hold up!” Ric called as he heaved the building's door open and felt the wash of cool air rush from the building, which he hastily entered. The doors were already scrolling shut, but as he dashed toward the elevator a sandy-brown foot in white flop-flops stuck out through the door and tripped the sensor, causing it to reel open again. “Ah, fuckin' 'ell, thanks, mate,” the kangaroo panted as he stepped into the small elevator and punched floor 5, slumping back against the cold metal wall with his hands on his knees. Floor 3 was already selected.\n\n“Hey, no problem,” said the young cacomistle standing with a paper bag of groceries from the bodega in her arms. She was close to Richter's age, maybe a little younger by Richter's reckoning as he looked over to her, while the doors rolled shut again. She was a slinky, thin little thing; petite to the point of being nearly flat-chested, and dressed in a white, breezy cropped blouse that bared her midriff and pierced bellybutton. Daisy dukes and exposed thong straps hugged her hips, and her white, rhinestone-trimmed flip-flops matched the anklet and necklace she wore. “You're the new guy that showed up a few weeks ago, right? Well, I mean…of course you are,” she laughed, “I'm pretty confident betting that Aardvark Heights doesn't have two purple kangaroos in it; you're kind of the talk of the town.\" Richter laughed as the elevator shuddered and started creeping upward.\n\n“Ah, ha! Folks talk ‘bout me?” he asked, still panting. “Fuggin’, yeh, I guess I'm th' one, then,” Richter laughed, taking a moment to wipe his hand dry of sweat on his tank-top before offering a hand to the cacomistle. “Name's Richter; er, R-i-c-h-t-e-r, not t-a-h.” The ringtail cat smiled to him and shifted her groceries to reach out with a hand, and shake the kangaroo's.\n\n“Ginger! Good to finally meet--\" Ginger's introduction was cut off, abruptly, as a loud metallic screech echoed through the shaft from somewhere outside the car and the elevator shuddered and stopped abruptly, briefly throwing both passengers off balance. “…You. Oh, man, not again!” she groaned. The elevator seemed stuck fast, and as she reached out and pressed the buttons on the panel, there was no response from the darkened display.\n\n“Aw, ‘ell. Neighbor warned me ’bout this, said it craps out once in a while…” Richter commented, still catching his breath as he looked around the elevator. At least the lights were still on.\n\n“It'll start up again after a while, but I got ice cream,” Ginger whined. Richter just slicked his sweaty headfur back, before pulling his tank-top free of his waistband and using it to at least gesturally dry his sweaty fur out as he slumped into a corner.\n\n“All I wanted was some water,” Richter laughed in defeat, clunking his head on the elevator wall as he leaned back there. Ginger mimicked him, setting her groceries down by the elevator door and sinking into her own corner, nearly shoulder-to-shoulder with the kangaroo thanks to the cramped quarters. \"Does th' call box work?”\n\n“Usually not,” Ginger said, “Even when it does work, it always fixes itself before the guy ever gets here. That's probably why they've never gotten it fixed,” she grumbled. The cacomistle reached out and started to dig into her grocery bag, before pulling out a bottle of Snapple, offering it to the kangaroo. “Here; you look like you're about to pass out.” Richter laughed and accepted it without hesitation.\n\n“Awh, my hero. Cheers, mate,” Richter said as he opened the bottle and drank nearly half of it before leaning back with a sigh again, screwing the lid back on.\n\n“What's it say?”\n\n“Eh?”\n\n“The bottlecap,\" Ginger gestured.\n\n“… Oh, uh,” Richter uncapped the bottle again, to look. “Barbie's full name is Barbara Millicent Roberts,” the kangaroo said, struggling to maintain a straight face. Ginger laughed, and Richter soon joined her.\n\n“That one is so lame! Imagine being the guy they hired to come up with stuff for the bottle caps,\" Ginger said, fanning herself with the local paper. Richter rolled his eyes.\n\n“At this rate I wonder if they don't just have a box in the office anyone can throw a suggestion into,” he grinned. “Really though, lifesaver, mate,\" he gestured to the bottle again.\n\n“Don't worry about it. I'm sure you're good for it. Besides, if you stiff me I can just rage through the fifth floor looking for you,” Ginger teased, which made Richter laugh again.\n\n“Nah, I'm good for it, really. ‘m in 506 if you wanna’ come claim on it,” Richter mused, and Ginger smiled back to him, biting her lip.\n\n“Good to know, if we ever get out of here,” she grinned. “Out of all the bad luck of the morning,” she continued, as she dug into her grocery bag for the pint of ice cream that was already getting soft. She pulled the lid off and dunked two fingers into it, scooping out a bite as she spoke, “At least I'm lucky enough to get stuck in the elevator in the middle of a heat wave with a sweaty guy that smells good for once.\" The cacomistle commented as she sucked her fingers clean of the drippy ice cream, and went back for more.\n\n“Ah, uh. Yeh, sorry, mate. Don't usually show up to the first date fresh off a mornin' run,” Richter replied with a little grin, watching the ringtail cat suckling her fingers clean again. “'course, yeh. Good fortune, I could think of worse company to spend…however-long-we're-gonna'-be-here with,” the kangaroo mused. The comment drew Ginger's sidelong gaze, as a grin stretched on her face while the cacomistle kicked off her flip-flops and nudged them into the corner of the tiny elevator.\n\n“First date?” Ginger teased as she grinned, and Richter chuckled.\n\n“Ah, if a boomer's lucky enough, at least,” he teased back. He offered the bottle of Snapple to Ginger, “Trade ya' for a scoop of cookies n' cream?” Ginger grinned and shook her head. \n\n“No deal. But,” she scooped a fresh double-finger-full and offered the dripping digits to the kangaroo, “You can have a bite, still,\" she said, letting her thigh rest against the kangaroo's as she shuffled close enough for her shoulder to touch his. Richter grinned, and didn't hesitate; he opened his muzzle and sucked the ice cream off of Ginger's fingers slowly, teasing the stud of his pierced tongue along her fingertips as he suckled her digits as clean as he could. Ginger giggled teasingly.\n\n“Oh, uh. Woah. Did that hurt?” she asked as she drew her fingers back, and Richter playfully stuck his tongue out at her, flashing the silver barbell.\n\n“Not as bad as I thought it would. Worth it though,” the purple kangaroo said, nestling his shoulder against Ginger's slightly, before casually scooting his arm around her shoulders. Despite his sweaty fur and the richly masculine musk of the kangaroo, Ginger snuggled in just a little closer. “Good for makin' friends, at least,” he said with a quiet little vocalization.\n\n“I'd bet it is,” Ginger commented with an awkward little squirm of her hips that Richter instantly clocked.\n\n“Yeh, you'd be right to, too. Given we don't seem t'be headed anywhere fast… Wanna see fer yerself?” Richter asked with a devilish grin. Ginger laughed, but she couldn't deny her drenched panties, aided along by the sight and smell of the sexy, athletic body of the attractive kangaroo guy at her side.\n\n“Oh my [i]god[/i],” she laughed, “Normally I'd think you were a pervert, making an offer like that, but…fuck it, that sounds fun to me,” she grinned, elbowing him playfully in the side. Ginger pressed another double-fingerful of melting ice cream to his lips. Richter suckled her fingers clean again, before he leaned in to share the sweet, creamy treat in an eager kiss. Little time was wasted, and soon Richter was urging Ginger to stand. A nimble flick of his thumb eagerly popped the snap fly of her denim shorts, and he nuzzled right into the fly as he pulled the zipper down and found the low-cut front of her thong resting just barely beneath a soft ruff of cream-colored pubic fur, into which Richter eagerly buried his nose and breathed in deeply of her sweet, faint scent that made him shudder in anticipation. His claws hooked her thong's straps and the shorts' waist, dragging them down her hips. The thong slowly inverted itself as it was slid down, until the last bit of fabric peeled away from the cacomistle's dew-slick groove with a momentary string of her slickness connecting them. Finding little friction with her soft fur, the shorts and thong came down easily to her knees.\n\nGinger giggled as Richter playfully snuffled through her muff and then buried his face in between her thighs, both hands grasping her ass. His tongue slipped out and split her folds on the first stroke, smearing her slickness back into the tender, hot flesh between her folds and ending on a gentle, suckling kiss of her clit. Ginger gasped a faint vocalization and hastily squirmed one leg out of her shorts and thong, before bracing that leg's knee up on the handrail in the elevator, grasping another rail with a hand to brace herself. He free hand curled into Richter's sweaty headfur and drug his face in closer as she ground her hips forward, smashing her pussy to his open-mouthed kissing with an urgent grind and roll of her hips.\n\n“Ah! Fuck,” she gasped as Richter's tongue-stud rolled a loop around her clit, tucking under its hood just a bit before teasing that sensitive pearl with a rake of his tonguetip. The kangaroo's tongue swiped over her swollen pussy folds again as she ground forward, and on the next stroke, he all-too-briefly dunked his tongue into her sex with a hungry curl that split her tightness open just enough to rake the slight texture of the kangaroo's tongue-muscle into her. She yelped outright in surprise at that, and bucked her hips against his muzzle, “Ah, ha~! Oh-fuckit, you gotta' fuck me when you're done down there, h-haa!” she cried out desperately after less than a minute of eager oral from the kangaroo.\n\nRichter laughed a little and drug his tongue up over her folds again, urging her to part her legs further as he tipped his muzzle and licked across her pouting, puffy inner labia first one way, then another, before nuzzling right back up to her clit and running his the ball of his tongue stud under its hood again, making Ginger yelp and squeal with giddy, giggling pleasure. She was already soaking wet enough that it ran down Richter's chin like juice from a ripe peach, and as he slurped a messy, suckling kiss up over her clit one last time, he leveraged himself forward and pushed Ginger back against the control panel with a sharp [i]thump[/i] and oof! from the cacomistle, knocking the call box open and smashing her up against the controls. As the purple kangaroo stood, he eagerly shoved his running shorts down to his mid-thighs, freeing the heavy, goose-egg sized balls on his pelvis and  the thick sheath below them, his thick-rooted, long taper of kangaroo-dick standing up with its characteristic curve against his belly after springing free of the running shorts. He manhandled himself into position as Ginger braced a foot on the rail of the elevator and used her hands to support herself, and Richter hunted for his mark as he hunkered in close, providing her a sturdy body to steady herself against..\n\nA tense moment passed, an awkward, brief hesitation as they shared breath and a blind nudge of flesh probed on feel alone between them, before Richter hit the bullseye. Glistening, pouting folds parted for the slim point of the kangaroo's erection, welcoming him in easily. Both shuddered as Richter's body responded immediately by spewing a thick rope of precum ahead of his tapered cock as he buried it into Ginger's drenched pussy with an eager, needy thrust of his hips that sunk him straight to her innermost depths. Ginger gasped as she felt the weight of Richter's balls against her pelvis and looked down, marveling at the new-to-her anatomy.\n\n“Ah! It's true what they say about you guys?!” she squeaked as Richter shuddered and gave another powerful thrust, smashing his pointed tip roughly to her cervix and making Ginger squeal in bliss as her heat started to take control. Richter pressed his chest close to hers, panting hotly against the bridge of Ginger's muzzle as she huffed against his chest in turn, her chin tucked. Richter gave a breathy chuckle.\n\n“That we're upside down n' cum like a firehose, yeh?” Richter asked through his subtle panting as he pumped his hips forward again with a rough shove, clawtips dimpling the cacomistle's supple thigh flesh as he gripped her to help support the cacomistle's precarious position against the elevator's rail. Ginger squeaked out a sweet yelp and whimper as Richter's cocktip smashed against her cervix again, just in time for another thick shot of the kangaroo's precum to surge forth and splash against that inner barrier, washing out around his arousal and soaking the kangaroo's crotch and his half-down running shorts with overflowing, slippery arousal.\n\n“Ah! Fuck, [i]yeah[/i],” she crooned, bracing her palms against the metal railing in the elevator, an awkward position that dug into her palms and made her arm muscles scream for mercy, but she couldn't bring herself to ask to re-situate herself. She could feel every flex and throb of the kangaroo's stiff, thick-rooted taper of cock as Richter rolled his hips again, smashing his sweaty balls up to her pelvis once more. “[i]Hah![/i] Ah, fuck,\" she cried out as Richter squeezed her back to the wall and rubbed his muzzle against hers, bracing her even more solidly against the control panel as he drove himself forward into her fluttering, drenched heat again and again, sharing breath with her. Ginger's legs desperately grappled at Richter's hips for support, ankles hooked over the kangaroo's sturdy tailbase while he grasped her thigh tighter in his hand, supporting her against the wall as she braced herself, neither caring about the wet spattering of overflowing precum splashing into the grocery bag or onto the tile floor of the elevator with each eager buck of the kangaroo's powerful hips.\n\n“[i]Ungh[/i], yer gonna' find out for yerself when I fuckin' [i]breed[/i] yah, Gingah,” the kangaroo hissed into Ginger's ear as tight-packed muscle covered in glistening, royal-purple fur flexed against her chest. Ginger couldn't deny that she wanted that very thing in that moment, and she wanted it so badly she couldn't help herself. Her drenched inner walls collapsed around his thick-rooted cock urgently as she bore down around it while heaving deep, desperate breaths through the kangaroo's sweat-soaked fur, and Richter grunted again as he continued roughly bucking up into her, smashing the point of his long marsupial cock off of her abused cervix over and over, which had begun to falter under the ongoing assault\n\nNeither of them noticed, in the midst of their abrupt and intense coupling, the elevator shuddering back to life. \n\nGinger squealed with delight as the kangaroo shuffled his position slightly, lifting her weight off the rail and shoving her higher into a position that pressed her back flat to the control panel; she barely even registered when her head clunked her head roughly off the wall. Ric buried his face against her shoulder, biting playfully at the slight scruff of her neck and eliciting a squeal from the cacomistle as he rolled his hips up again and, in the midst of pouring yet another thick surge of precum into her, slipped straight through her cervix and blasted the latter half of that shot straight into her womb.\n\nThe dull, wavering chime of the elevator sounded, and the door scrolled open to the fourth floor. Mrs. Diamond, the creaky, beloved elderly matron of the building was waiting outside. The white-furred mink was well into her nineties, but everyone who knew her knew her to still be sharp as a tack and full of surprises.\n\n“Oh, now that smell takes me back,” Mrs. Diamond laughed as she stepped into the elevator which was only barely big enough for three.\n\nRichter and Ginger were far too close now to stop, but both, somehow, found the strength to muster a panted, frantic, “Good morning, Mrs. Diamond,” in unison before Richter caught Ginger in a hard kiss, locking their muzzles together. \n\n“Oh, you kids,\" Mrs. Diamond laughed, \"You remind me of being backstage at the Cabaret club during the roaring 20's,” the elderly mink commented with a little laugh. “Be a dear and hit the ground floor for me?”\n\nGinger blindly groped behind her, found the button by touch alone and pressed it, signaling the doors to roll shut, and the elevator to shudder its way back down toward the ground floor. Richter grunted into the kiss, his thrusting hastening thanks to the fresh ring of intense tightness he'd found around his cocktip, one that urged him to smash his hips that much tighter to Ginger's with each shuddering buck of their mating; a motion that brought his sheath crashing up to her clit with each eager, rutting buck of the kangaroo's powerful hips. Fresh splashes of overflowing precum poured out from between them to soak the grocery bag, Richter's shorts, and pool on the floor around the kangaroo's massive feet. \n\nGinger's fingers sifted into Richter's head fur and gripped it hard, pulling his hair and an ear hard as Richter hissed out, shuddering at the peak of a forceful jerk of his hips. An urgent, frantic groan out through his nose warned Ginger as the kangaroo's claws raked at the tile floor and dug streaks into the pooling, white-tinged precum on the floor while his cocktip's prehensile tip flexed deep in her womb, smearing against its walls.\n\nThe elevator came to a stop, chimed again, and the doors scrolled open again.\n\n“He's a [i]cute[/i] one,” Mrs. Diamond commented, and Richter's hips jerked as his muscular, bare, sweaty-furred ass was resoundingly smacked by the elderly mink as she passed to step off the elevator. “If he's got anything left after you're done, have him stop by later for tea,” the mink teased Ginger. Both Richter and Ginger, in spite of their heightened arousal, laughed out together as their kiss broke, still teetering on the edge of climax.\n\n“Have a nice day, Mrs. Diamond,” the both managed, in near-perfect, but stuttered synchronization, before Richter jerked and bucked a quick triple-thrust into Ginger, uttering a faint, overwhelmed curse while arching his back as the cacomistle howled out and pulled his hair harder.\n\n“Hnnn-nngh~!” the kangaroo grunted triumphantly, hilting himself one final time within Ginger's drenched pussy and smashing his balls painfully between their pelvises as a sudden fountain of thick, white fluid pulsed through his erect cock and into Ginger's womb, subsequently pouring out from between them as he overflowed her capacity nearly instantly. Over and over, the kangaroo blasted her womb with rich torrents of hyper-fertile seed in long, spraying surges as Ginger reeled, squealing and lightheaded at the intense, rushing sensation deep in her womb. The overflow that pulsed out around Richter's powerfully throbbing cock and poured up into her tickled every sensitive spot along the way back out as Ginger yeowled out in climactic bliss along with the kangaroo's loud, eager grunts and the wet splattering and sloshing noises arising from the impact of those volleys of fluid with the tile floor and grocery bag. The elevator floor was soon completely coated with an unashamed display of shared fertility that soon found its way out of the elevator and ran down, draining into the elevator shaft. \n\nMrs. Diamond smiled her cheery smile and waved as the elevator doors scrolled closed again, and stood for a few moments to reflect upon the too-brief show she'd just witnessed.\n\n“Eh; Cute couple, but I've had better,” she said, before tottering off to the bodega for the day's provisions.\n\n\n\n[center][b]-END-[/b][/center]"
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