Linda and Cass' mistake

Story by AbaddonFanboy

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1. Linda and Cass’ mistake.

Linda paid the lawn boy at the gate, smiling at his effort to be polite and not sneak a peek at the bulge in her short skirt. The herm, fox/squirrel on her father’s side and mink/rabbit on her mother’s, had a good reason to walk about without panties, leaving her bowling ball sized nuts to swing free between her toned thighs. Unfortunately, it added to the stereotype that herms were all sluts, a stereotype that made her stay at the Macro/Micro University full of constant demands by others who thought she was easy.

The 22 year old had stubbornly decided to hold out until marriage, dedicating herself to her books and rarely socialising. She owned her own home thanks to astute financial management and help from her parents. Now after a hard morning of mowing the lawn, clearing the yard and setting the lawn topiary, with the paid help from the boy from earlier, she went inside for a long hot bath.

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Cass weaved drunkenly through the streets of the micro residential district. That had been one wild beach party, she had drunk her usual limit and smoked those weird dry fruits her cousin brought from overseas. He had told her the natives used them to get an incredible high and as an aphrodisiac. Not sure what they were, but damn they had a kick! Normally, as young student on her way back to her hostel while high as a kite and drunk and drunk as a fish, she might be considered foolish to tempt fate and resist some mugger… or worse taking advantage of her. But at 50 foot tall, any attacker would more than likely end up as an unnoticed smear on her black hooves than any real threat. Man, was her room always this far away? She realised she wasn’t even sure of the direction she was taking. Oh, God, she was in the Micro district of town. Macros were normally discouraged from visiting the area for fear of accidentally crushing some titchy. She stopped in the middle of the street, and giggled as she realised she couldn’t keep her eyes open, despite the late afternoon sun beating down on her. Maybe she just needed to sleep it off? Yes, too dangerous to walk around titchytown when you couldn’t even see straight.

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Linda had just gotten out of the shower and was in the process of wrapping herself up, being careful not to cover her manhood too tightly lest it trigger her condition, when loud crumping resounded through the house, sending plaster falling as something huge settled against the walls. Oh God, had a plane hit them or something? Fearing the worst, she ran downstairs and through the front door, thinking someone might be hurt. Her fear turned to anger as she saw what was lying against the side of her house.

The gigantic caprine/lynx hybrid monster was snoring loudly, its ass ruining her lawn and its back laying against her house. Covered in black fur with stripes, ram like horns crowning her head and glasses, and wearing a white swimming bra and matching panties, which bulged with her cock and balls, Linda could smell the alcohol on her breath from down below. Linda saw red as she viewed the ruin of the yard she had slaved for days to clear out.

Goddamned macros! She screeched and ran between the macros opened legs, aiming several kicks at her fleshy ass and shouting to gain attention. Always so arrogant! The university was supposed to bring the two sub races together, but they were always so condescending even at the best of times! It was typical of them to enter a Micro area and just ruin their shit.

Cass snorted awake as she heard the frantic squeaking from below. Blearily, she gazed down and giggled drunkenly at the figure squeaking down between her legs.

“Well hey there, little fella, waz up?” she slurred, her grin showing off her fangs.

“YOU’RE DESTROYING MY HOUSE YOU STUPID BITCH!” the micro screamed upward.

Oh crap, she was right, the macro realised. “OK, shit, lemme just.” She placed one elbow down and tried to stand but her head swam. No way she could move in her current state. Her attempts only brought further damage. Her head spun and her bladder was almost painfully full. And the sun was so pleasantly warm and inviting…

Linda gaped as the macro just nodded off again, the sound of collapsing timber and crinkling glass reverberating loudly as her house was further ruined.

“HEY GET UP! DON’T DO THAT!” She squeaked, eyes wide and pleading as she pulled at giantess bikini bottom without thinking.

It fell open and she gave a yelp of surprise at what flopped out. The monster’s manhood had been tucked against her belly, and now it fell forward in a rush, two jet black balls weighing 2 tonnes each rushed to the hybrid’s head and only by ferociously back pedalling and falling on her fleshy tush, did she avoid having her skull smashed. They were followed by a penis, the same colour as the caprine hybrid’s fur, that had slipped out of it’s sheathe. Eve

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