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![[Com]A Winter Tale](http://d.furaffinity.net/art/caudle/stories/1488278723/1424898591.thumbnail.caudle_wintertale.txt.gif "Click to change the View")
The title, it's a pun...get it? Heheh.
Anyway this was a lovely comission by
justanotherken that it was a pleasure to work on. In which Dentia has some trouble dealing with the winter cold, seeing as nothing can quite warm her tail up properly...besides perhaps a warm body to squeeze a little.
Caudle helps her out in this respect and adorable things ensue.
Guest staring Jajuka who is owned by
tacokurt and Kamu who is owned by Fossuary: http://fossuary.tumblr.com
Icon art by
mutant
I'm trying to clear my queue this week, so if you're interested in commission please note me! I'm trying to remodel my living room, so it helps! Prices on my commissions tab.
G-docs link for alternate, beter formated reading:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/.....56qQgNUnk/edit
Also will post it below:
Dentia sat on the couch shivering. She was wearing the heaviest, ugliest Christmas sweater she happened to own, and it was still far too cold for her tastes. The heater in the apartment was broken and there wasn't anything to be done about it until the superintendent could get a person in to repair it. Seeing as their past encounters with the large, unpleasant Llama that happened to own the buildings weren't exactly glowing memories, she didn't expect it to be extremely soon.
Still, she supposed that's what they all got for going with the cheapest apartment in town. It wasn't all that bad really, a three room apartment at the price they'd gotten was nearly too good to be true. The rooms were nice too, fairly well sized and generally bug free, so long as you remembered not to leave out any food. There wasn't terribly much to complain about in general...
Except that landlord. He was one of those kinds of people who thought they are always right, and think that the opinions of other people were so much white noise clouding the signal of his own personal soap opera. When Dentia’s roommate, Yuki had gone down to complain about the lack of heating she'd come back two hours later, and five times more annoyed than when she'd left. Still, she'd made him promise to get it fixed sometime this week. Yuki was seldom a skunk to be trifled with.
Dentia put her arms in front of her chest and twitched her nose in displeasure. Her roommates, the aforementioned skunk, and Caudle, a mongoose, both had fur over most of their bodies, they were fine with the cold. Heck, Yuki had even grown a winter coat, her fur was thicker than ever. Sometimes she used her tail as a blanket, sitting on the couch, working over some sales reports from the perfume shop she worked in. Dentia hadn't even known skunks could do that, but when she'd asked Yuki about it she had been pretty evasive.
Still, she, nor Caudle complained terribly about the lack of heat...then there was her....
She looked down at her tail, taking up the grand majority of the couch beside her, it was coiled in a little pile, trying to share its own warmth. She'd had a blanket over it earlier, but the only one that wasn't dirty at this point was bristly and uncomfortable, draping it atop the sensitive appendage was almost torturous.
The tip of Dentia's tail flicked back and forth quickly, expressing her own distaste at the situation. It was true that she also had fur over a lot of her body, but being a rat had its drawbacks. Her hands didn't have any fur for one, so she had to wear gloves where most furs didn't bother. It was hard to find them well made enough so that the tiny little claws on the tips of her fingers didn't rip them when she wasn't paying attention. Worse still there wasn't so much as the slightest follicle of fur on her feet either, so she faced a similar problem there. Because furs with her predicament were rare, the coverings were rather expensive to boot.
Still...None of that had anything on her tail. Dentia's tail was, at the best of times...longer than her body...but recently? She'd seemed to be having a growth spurt...the reason for this she'd never tell anyone of course. Her tail was far from normal, if she liked, it could be quite a bit longer...She wasn't quite sure how it worked, but she did know that she could never seem to make it any shorter than it's usual, massively noticeable size. And recently, perhaps because of the cold, she was unable to hide it's true size very well at all. It was bordering on eight feet long at this point, when she walked she had to keep it constantly waving so people couldn't get a true idea of just how big it was.
This didn't make her job as a barista very much easier either, while usually her tail was a nice aid in her job, collecting cups and dishes, handling orders behind her while she continued to take new ones at the register, it was so large now that it tended to knock things over. She wasn't used to it being this big at work...well...at least not her barista work, but that was another can of worms entirely.
Not to mention now she literally had a part of her body that was longer than she was constantly losing heat out into the air. Walking to and from the apartment was a herculean task. The poor thing had been blue when she'd come in from work this afternoon, and this wasn't even the coldest day of the year. According to the weatherman on TV it was going to get a lot worse before it got better. Something about a 'Polar Vortex' and a lot of other words she didn't like.
She sighed, hugging her arms to her chest a bit harder. Why couldn't it just be summer all year? Then she could just sit in a sunbeam when she got cold. She could pony up and buy one of those tail sleeves that some of the more reptilian members of society tended to get this time of year, but none of them was even close to being long enough, and even then they were more expensive than any piece of clothing she had ever owned, and it was a bit of a social oddity to see anyone who wasn't cold blooded wearing one.
So here she was, sitting on the couch, doing nothing, because it was too cold to do anything, her tail coiled in a cold bundle on the couch, trying desperately to think about anything besides how cold she was.
If she let her thoughts turn that way, she'd think about how nice it would be to have something warm to wrap her tail around...and if she thought about that then…
Dentia's thighs shifted against one another lightly as her face blossomed into a light shade of red. Next to her on the couch the coils of her tail tightened around nothing in particular.
She shook her head and chased that thought away. It was always hard during winter for her. Even when she could keep her tail fairly regular sized...for her anyway, people always wanted to touch it. Maybe it was the christmas spirit, or how the large naked appendage obviously showed how cold it was with a slight change in color, but more than any other season people wanted to touch her tail around this time of year. And with her tail being so cold, their hands always felt so nice and warm by comparison.
So nice...so warm..
Dentia bit her lip. She'd become rather good at moving her tail rather quickly out of the way of any wandering hands, but occasionally she misjudged...She remembered back in her hometown, before she'd moved here...it'd been a particularly cold day, and a friend of hers had noticed just how blue she was looking...She hadn't been paying attention...he just...ever so slowly placed his hand right along the base of her tail and stroked downwards...
Dentia squirmed at the very thought.
It's taken nearly fifteen minutes for him to get his arm back...and longer for the bloodflow to return. She couldn't have helped it really, that warm touch against the cold...her tail was sensitive at the best of times...but that?...
"No! Nope. Nope. No." She waved her arms in the air, as though chasing off the intrusive thought physically. The rat shot her tail a huffy look. "Don't even think about it."
Dentia flopped back onto the couch with a resigned groan. She could try warm water again, but in recent years, showers had taken the place of bathtubs in most places, and the tiny, enclosed shower in their bathroom was a task for her to get all of herself inside of. Usually if she had to wash her tail she needed to stand outside the door at let the water pour over it, and that was more for just getting clean than comfort.
What she wouldn't do for a nice, large spa tub to just soak the darn thing in...or a warm...shifting body to wrap up tight a-
She grabbed a pillow and pressed it over her face. It muffled the resulting frustrated scream. She loved her tail dearly but sometimes it could be a burden, why did it have to be so...sensitive?
She reached out and ran her own hand over the fleshy, slightly giving surface, but it just wasn't the same as someone else's touch...someone else's warmth...
It was at this point that the door to the apartment opened, and a mummy walked in. Or, at least it appeared to be a mummy.
Caudle unwrapped the scarves from around his head, little flecks of snow falling off of the fabric as he removed his boots, his round, dishy ears twitching in their new found freedom as he shook himself a bit.
"Geez! And it's supposed to get COLDER than this? Fires of Gallifrey I can't even feel my nose."
Dentia rolled her eyes. She knew full well that the Mongoose was quite prone to hyperbole. If she took his temperature right now it'd probably be several degrees higher than her own. "Welcome back, how was work?"
Caudle's ears perked in her direction, he frowned for just a moment at her sweater. Christmas was a few days gone, and the badly stitched Santa flying its way across the rat's chest was quite obviously misplaced. "Uh...about as good as your attire." He chuckled. "What's up? Going to an ugly sweater party? You'll have a hard time finding one in January I'm afraid."
Dentia's whiskers twitched. "No. I've worn all my other sweaters to death thank you very much. This is the only clean one left. Isn't it Yuki's turn to do the washing?"
The mongoose shrugged, taking off his heavy jacket and putting it on a hook. "Well, yeah, but her job's had her pretty busy, she hardly has time to sleep, let alone do much else. First the Christmas rush, then the New Years Resolution rush. Everyone wants to smell sweet for their year to," He waved his hands in a dramatic slow arc, his voice taking on several pounds of ironic syrup. "Find, 'The One."
The display earned him a chuckle, but Dentia's frown returned just as quickly as the sound had bubbled out. "Well the only 'One' I want to find is a blanket that doesn't feel like steel wool, and a sweater that doesn't look like a thrift store threw up after binging on candy canes."
"Well, can't help you there." Caudle stretched the wrinkles out of his own sweater, before pulling the hoodie hanging in the hallway over his head, changing into lounging clothes. "You know, you could always have another word with the super, if you don't mind losing three hours of your time."
Dentia shook her head. "No thank you, I'd much rath-" Her breath caught in her throat as the mongoose threw himself down on the couch across from her. Her tail was coiled up beside her, taking up the grand majority of the middle cushion. His hand had brushed it, for just a moment on his descent. The tip of her prodigious fifth limb curled into a little ball as she clamped down on everything in her head urging her towards getting more of that touch.
"Dentia?" Caudle's voice grounded her a little. She turned to find him looking at her with a bit of concern. "You alright?
"Fine!" She said a bit too quickly, and about five octaves higher than someone who is fine usually does. "J-just not expecting you to sit down so forcefully...you should be more careful you're going to break the couch."
The mongoose chuckled lightly. "Dentia, we've had elephants over who haven't put a dent in this couch. I don't think it's going to break from me flopping down."
She huffed a bit, slightly annoyed at him for almost making her lose control. "Well be careful none the less, you never know what will be the straw that breaks the camels back."
Caudle shrugged. "If you say so. Up for a game then?" He grabbed the remote and turn the TV on, flicking it until the game system menu came up. "Smash Furs Six just got an update. They just added Jajuka." He smirked. "I know you like that character. What is it with you and coil-moves anyway?"
Dentia blinked. "Do I have a thing for coil moves? I hadn't noticed." She said absently, the picture of innocence.
"Yeah, it's why you're so easy to beat actually, I know what moves you're going to use before you do." He stuck out his tongue. "Now, do you want to lose or not." He picked up an controler and waggled it in the rat girl's direction.
Her annoyance faded in the face of the challenge. She grabbed the controller and pressed start, the announcer declaring the game was on. "I'm going to make you eat those words."
"We'll see." Caudle smirked.
Dentia's worry, and the encroaching sensation of the cold faded as she got into the game. She did indeed select the large snake that Caudle said she would. She'd missed playing him from the last game, and it was a nice addition that they'd decided to put him in this one. Caudle picked his usual character as well, a small Fossa named Kamu. It wasn't a strong character, more for the kind of player who liked to surprise their victims with false helplessness.
It had really been an odd choice for the developers to include him at all. In his own world the character really wasn't a fighter at all, but the fan’s demand’s had made them put him in.
The first match didn't go particularly well for Dentia, they'd changed the snake's controls a little, and Caudle managed to get him into a thigh lock around the reptile's girthy neck, squeezing until the round was over and Dentia's failure animation played.
"Haha! Told you!" Caudle did a little victory dance. "Predictable as always." He smiled, an insufferable grin that made her want to do more than just beat him in the game.
"You got lucky, I haven't played this version yet. I'm used to it now, you're not going to do so well." She promised, pressing start again and issuing them smoothly into the next round.
"If you say so." Caudle said, gripping his controller again, and watching as the countdown started. "I hope you lose better this time." His smirk got worse.
The next round started, and Dentia was better than she had been in the last one right off the bat. She managed to slam the thick green snake's tail into the approaching Fossa, tossing him halfway across the stage. While he was still dazed, she moved the control stick and slithered quickly up to him before he could recover.
"Gotcha~" She smirked.
Caudle moved the control stick frantically, trying to shake his character from his stupor, but it seemed a useless effort. The thing about Jajuka in the game was that if he got a character into his coils when they were halfway beaten, as the first strike had rendered Kamu, then there was little hope of escaping them unless an item came to assist.
"Nononono!" Caudle shook his controler frantically, but it was too late.
The animation started. Thick loops of snakeskin, shining in the lovingly rendered light, enveloped the helpless feline. Loop after loop fed around his struggling body. They both knew the struggles were useless. A heavier character might have been able to at least stand a chance against the coils of the snake but for the fossa's speed and sneakiness, he lost a lot of brute force. A single length of the great Anaconda was easily one third of the small character's size.
The animation was greatly detailed as those thickly scaled muscles compressed tightly, bringing the fossa's struggles to a complete hault. Dentia smirked, looking at Caudle's face, frowning in defeat. She looked back to the screen as those coils rotated, feeding thicker loops against the poor character's fur, running over them like silk.
That fur probably felt really nice to wrap up. The fossa was probably really warm...really soft....Each follicle brushing over the surface of her tail as sh-
She paused, catching herself, stopping her thoughts midway to becoming actions. She wasn't thinking of the game anymore. This had been a bad idea, but it was too late to back out now. If she left while she was winning, her roommate would definitely know there was something up. She'd have to wait out the animation.
Dentia knew, on a logical level, that the actual defeat animation only took a few seconds all told, there was no way it could stretch for minutes on end, but that didn't stop her more emotional...slightly hungry mind from making time slow to a crawl.
Jajuka had a particular way of defeating his victims. Strong bands of scale cinched until they could hardly breathe, coils framing his face, pushing their cheeks up, making him stare that the massive head before them as his eyes began to change...Those irises expanding, slowly turning into rings of vibrant color, taking over the great snake's eyes, before it spread to his opponents. The fossa's expression went slack, his struggles, now barely even visible outside those slowly shifting, compressing coils, totally stopped.
A slow, gentle smile spread to his face.
Dentia bit her lip.
The world sped back up to normal speed as the game screen flashed a victory dance. The snake flashed a grin, put on a pair of sunglasses and struck an admittedly ridiculous pose, the tip of his tail giving a thumbs up. The reptile's almost dark moves within the game really didn't do much to hide a fact that the character was more or less a giant dork.
Dentia's ears twitched. Someone was talking. What were they saying?
Reality reasserted itself on her all at once.
"Dentia? I know you don't win very often, but you don't have to stare at the screen like you've just seen the pope. Now do you want to do a rematch or not?"
"O-oh..." She realized how odd she must have looked...She was locked into the character now...she didn't think she could take another round of playing that snake...She squirmed on the couch cushions a little bit, it was almost too much to bare. Her tail was coiled so tightly on the cushion next to her, that it's usual healthy pink was almost white with the pressure. Her pink little toes played with one another, hanging over the side of the couch. She let out a little squeak. Without the game to distract her she realized just how cold her tail was...how incredibly nice it would be to have something to hold...to squeeze...
A thought dawned...She could just...ask...
She'd never actually tried that. The one time she'd teased Caudle about his odd inclinations it had been a bit forceful, but he did seem to be a mongoose with an appreciation for rear appendages, and there were few larger than hers...If she just...asked him to help her warm up a bit...He'd probably say yes...
But that wasn't how things normally went, usually there was some kind of duress, some kind of order from her superiors...and black latex...oh yes that black latex....But still, this wasn't some target...someone to be captured in between her work behind a coffee shop counter... this was her friend, her roommate... certainly he would want to help her feel comfortable right? Most people didn't really love the stigma attached to a rat's tail, but Caudle had never really minded it...surely there would be no harm in askin-
"Dentia? Are you sure you're alright?" Caudle asked, putting down his controler.
The rat girl took a deep breath, her dish like ears folding backwards, the pink, furless things turning slightly red as she started to blush. "Well...Not exactly...It's really cold in here."
The mongoose blinked. "Oh is that all? Well I don't know, we could go somewhere, I'm sure the library's heated, it might be open today, read some books maybe something like that?"
Dentia shook her head, biting her lip with her slightly bucked teeth. "That's not all...My tail is REALLY cold." She said, almost inaudible.
Caudle paused, looking from her to the fleshy appendage on the couch between them, it wasn't coiled so tight now, the tip was waving in the air so fast it was just a little blur of motion. It often did this when Denita was nervous, he'd noticed. By just how fast it was going now, she must have been very, very nervous.
"Um...yeah?...." He said, still not 100% sure just what the ratgirl was getting at.
Dentia fidgeted on the couch, one foot rubbing over the other as her shoulders closed in a bit, ears folded flat backwards. "Well...You know...I've tried blankets...and showers...and all kinds of things like that...but what would really help is..." She gulped a little.
Caudle's ears perked. "Yes? What do you want...like... a tail snuggie?" He chuckled.
"Something....no...someone to wrap it around...that's what would really help...Really... really help." She squeaked, whiskers twitching, her tail's tip was switching back and forth so fast it almost looked solid at this point.
It was Caudle's turn to blush. He blinked a few times, just kind of staring at her. "Uhhh....Are you asking what I think you're asking?"
She nodded sheepishly, refusing to meet his eyes. Sure he had a bit of a thing for tails, but this was her she was talking about. A rat, not exactly the pedigree of such things. Not quite the luxury of a skunk or a squirrel, or the shining smooth scales of a reptile or snake. Just a fleshy naked....thing...
There was silence for a few minutes as the two sat there. Dentia opened her mouth to say she'd been kidding, to lie and suffer the cold on the couch alone, but before she could get a word out...
"I'd love to help." Caudle reached out and patted a thick coil of her tail lightly, Twice.
The shock of the sudden warmth of his hand, and the gentleness of his touch almost knocked Dentia off the couch. Her hands clenched and her toes curled, eyes shutting tightly. Caudle gave a little yelp as the tip of her tail, which had been continuing it's little nervous dance, wrapped around his wrist faster than his eye could even begin to perceive. The very tip of it had snaked under his sleeve and rubbed at his wrist in an affectionate, warming manner, it felt cold, but it quickly warmed up under his touch.
He looked up to see Dentia blushing like a stoplight.
"Wow..." He said lightly. He tried to tug his hand away, only to find that he might as well have tried to remove it from a steel shackle. "Y-you'll have to let me go first..." He smirked a bit. "And Dentia?..."
Dentia peeked out of one eye. "Y-yes?" She squeaked, quite literally.
"I think, if this affects you this badly...we'd better go to your room. " He chuckled, though his blush was just as bad as hers.
Dentia's tail slowly, and with great reluctance, let go of his hand.
Dentia led Caudle into her room. He'd actually seldom been inside. Not because she had expressly forbade him from doing so, but more because, as adults, it seemed weird to enter one another's rooms without a reason. He'd also rarely been inside Yuki's room, and neither of them had really been in his room much either. It was a bit strange to be invited inside, but a good kind of strange.
He gave her tail a bit of a wide breadth for the time being. He hadn't quite noticed how long it had gotten. It seemed...almost longer than usual, which was saying something. He'd made a habit of looking away from it ever since she'd outed him for his rather peculiar fetish. He'd snuck little looks here and there, but had never quite outright oggled it as he used to before he found out she'd noticed. Caudle knew she was self conscious about it, but he couldn't imagine why...he rather liked it...thought it was even kind of...beautiful really. Not that he'd ever quite admitted that. Perhaps he should have told her, the way she'd acted on the couch she obviously wasn't a rat with the highest self esteem about the thing.
Dentia led him to the center of her room, her tail swinging about a bit erratically, the tip coiling about itself a few times.
It was dim inside. Dentia rarely turned on the lights in her room before it got dark. She tended to prefer the natural light that the window let in, or the occasional light of candles, or the small lamp on her nightstand
Her room was only slightly personalized. They'd been living together for maybe two years, but she'd never really done much besides set up a bookshelf in the corner. It held the grand majority of her personal items. A few pictures from wherever she'd used to live before they'd moved here, which come to think of it, Caudle couldn't recall, a few knick knacks here and there, the occasional little bobble from a TV show or some other thing she was a fan of, and that was about it. Besides that it was just books upon books upon books.
The walls were more or less barren when you got right down to it. There was one poster of some band Caudle had never heard of. He remembered when she'd put it up it was at Yuki's insistence more than anything. The skunk had dragged the poor rat to a concert and bought it for her on the way home as an apology when the rodent had spent the entire time against the wall, as far away from the mosh pit in the center of the event as possible. She hadn't really decided to put it up on her own.
He could see her barista outfit laying draped over a chair in the corner, neatly folded. In general Dentia seemed very neat. It was a very broad misnomer that rats were uncleanly, as a matter of fact he'd seldom lived with a neater person than Dentia. He guessed perhaps it might have been, on some level, a way to subconsciously prove that very stereotype wrong. He'd never really thought about it before now.
They stopped in the center of the room and she turned to face him, whiskers twitching nervously as her face blossomed slightly red.
"Um....before we...do this...are you sure you want to? I mean you can still back out.."
Caudle gave a good natured chuckle to calm her down a bit and nodded. "Dentia, you know full well I have a liiiitttle bit of an inclination for this kinda thing..." It was his turn to blush. "It would be something I certainly won't mind doing...I mean...if I'm totally one hundred percent honest I can't say I've never kinda sorta maaaybe..." His dishy ears twitched. "Had a daydream or two about this exact scenario..." He added, more or less as one singular word.
Dentia's expression brightened a little, though her blush didn't fade, she chuckled and jabbed him in the shoulder. "You dork..."
He shrugged. "Guilty as charged." His stance became a bit more awkward, shifting a little. "So...uh...how do we go about this?"
The ratgirl blinked. "Oh...uh...well admittedly I've never done this to anyone willingly."
The cocked eyebrow she received from Caudle at this comment caused her to quickly backpeddle. "W-well I mean there was this one time with a guy and I-" She shook her head and shot him a glare. "Forget I said that, or next time your mother calls I'm going to tell her about all the things I've seen in your internet history."
Caudle wisely shut up.
Dentia shifted a bit herself, her lengthy tail flicking back and forth at the tip again, her toes curling against the carpet. "Well...I guess we just...do it. I'm going to turn my back to you...if you get uncomfortable tell me...alright?" Her nose twitched shyly.
Caudle nodded flashing a thumbs up.
Dentia rolled her eyes. "Just...try not to wiggle too much...It feels...you know..."
The mongoose smirked a little. "Nice?"
Dentia's fur bristled. "L-lets just do this..."
The rat took a deep breath, looking at Caudle for a moment more before she turned around. Her tail set about its work a bit timidly. Caudle watched as it slithered over to him. It's movements seemed a bit jerky and shy, as though she was holding it back from what it really wanted to do. It slithered over the carpet to his ankle, and as it brushed along his jeans she visibly stiffened. Though she was wearing a rather baggy Christmas sweater, the way it hung off her gave Caudle a pretty good perspective on her shoulders as they shifted slightly. Below that she wore a simple pair of jeans. The little sleeve in the back for her tail was obviously too small, little tufts of fur from the small of her back spilt out around the cramped appendage as it shifted above her rear.
Caudle had to admit that Dentia did have a rather nice rear end when you got down to it. It really was just a matter of biology. Rats rather naturally had rather meaty, dense hind ends. Dentia was thin, but she couldn't quite escape the survival biology of her forebears. She got a lot of exercise as a barista, which he knew was a harder job than a lot of people made it out to be, but there was still the slightest amount of chub here and there.
The general effect made for a rather cute build. He'd never really looked at all of her before. His thoughts were however, interrupted as the tip of her tail snaked up his pant leg and stroked his calf lightly. It was slightly cool to the touch and he made a fairly unflattering noise in surprise.
"S-sorry...warm in there..." She murmured, biting her lip. With apparently extremely reluctance her tail retracted from his pant leg, and began wrapping him up in earnest.
It was a slightly strange sight, looking down to see that long pink thing make its first circuit around him. Being a rodent as she was, the segments of Dentia's tail made for an interesting visual. Caudle shivered slightly as the first loop cinched around his ankles, the tip of her tail leading the charge to encompass more of his legs. Already it was about as thick around as his wrist.
He looked up to see Dentia looking worriedly over her shoulder, biting her lip a little. "Still okay with this?" she asked, obviously unsure.
He reached down and gave a particularly thick length she had yet to wrap around him a stroke. The rat-girl went rigid, her ears reddening as her face took on the color of a strawberry. Caudle chuckled. “I’m sure...”
Dentia’s tail gave a sudden surge. Thick, binding lengths coiled up to his knees and gave a squeeze. The mongoose gasped. It was easy enough to write off that lengthy thing when it was trailing behind the rat as she walked through the apartment, but now he was getting a new appreciation for it. He watched the segments swirl around his legs and realized just how heavy it was, just how muscular. He could see the subtle shift of sinews working under that smooth pink flesh, feel it shifting across his legs through his pants. Already the lengths around his feet were thicker around than his arms. Even if she hadn’t been squeezing, he probably wouldn't have been able to lift them much from the sheer weight.
“This is amazing...” he whispered.
The ratgirl raised an eyebrow in his direction, ears folding bashfully. “That’s not what most people would say.”
Her tail was up to his waist now, the mongoose began to squirm as it roamed over a particularly sensitive area. Dentia’s eyebrows got a bit higher.
"Ignore that..." Caudle said quickly.
Dentia got a little bit more of a smirk, the tip of her tail teased at the front of his pants lightly. "Well..." She chuckled. "I think I don't need any more convincing that you're enjoying this..."
Caudle squirmed all the more, but he couldn't move in the slightest, everything below his waist may as well have been wrapped in iron. She teased him for a moment more, her own blush rising before it moved on.
"You're terrible..." Caudle grumbled.
"I know," Dentia grinned. "Arms at your sides please...I'd like to get those too."
Caudle sheepishly complied. He gently lowered his arms to his sides. Everything below his beltline had vanished into slowly spinning pink coils, the segments between them grew longer and longer as Dentia herself began to squirm, biting her lip with her slightly bucked teeth. She gave a gentle pleasured breath. "Oh Gods..." she murmured.
"Looks like I'm not the only one having a bit of fun..." Caudle commented bashfully.
His hands were quickly secured by that tail, locked to his sides in an instant, he felt the odd sensation of her smooth, slightly textured tail roaming over the backs of his hands. There was the occasional little imperfection, but otherwise it flowed like silk. He was up to his belly button in coils now. The coils around his legs were as big around as his thigh. They squeezed warmly, he felt a tingly sensation as the coils compressed.
"I-I've never done this before..." she squeaked, she was wringing her hands now, shifting from side to side on her legs, thigh shifting together lightly. Her tail was up to his ribs now, his arms squeezed in slightly by the pressure, a bit of breath came out at a gasp as she squeezed tighter.
"C-careful..." He said gently. The coils loosened but not by much. Caudle stared, almost hypnotized by the sight of his body slowly being engulfed in needy, pink, flowing tail. The tip caressed him wherever it landed, back and forth roaming up along his front and back, soaking in his warmth.
"T-thank you..." Dentia said sheepishly, still moving in place as her current captive stared. "I feel much better now..."
Caudle nodded, his cheeks the color of peaches. "N-no problem...my pleasure really..." Her tail was almost at his shoulders now, just that, his head and neck visible above a sea of shifting coils.
The mongoose gave a little grunt as she squeezed him again, those coils compressing all around his body at once like a fist, but more encompassing. There was a certain… sensuality to it, that was the only word he could think of, being so completely at the whims of another person, to be captured by their body so utterly. He couldn't move anything below his head more than a quarter of an inch in any direction, even his toes were flattened to the floor by the thick, slowly spinning lengths around his feet. As she squeezed again he had the odd sensation of being lifted, physically from the floor. The sheer strength of spinning coils spinning him now as he was taken totally off the ground. He was corkscrewed for a few moments as he tail rose to his neck, the tip caressing the bare skin there now. The mongoose shuddered at the intimate touch. Dentia exhaled a shuddery little breath as her roommate was suddenly compressed quite tightly, a groan of air leaving his throat hitting her round ears.
"I'm...going to have a hard time letting you go..." She whispered, squirming a little bit more noticeably. "I've been cold for so long..."
Her tail loosened enough for him to speak, after he caught his breath. "You know..." He said bashfully, leaning forwards to kiss the tip of her tail as it gave a slightly worrying coil around his throat, stroking it tenderly. The motion earned him another squeeze, this time compressing all of him besides his head. His cheeks were bunched up as he made a gulping sound, rendered totally unable to breathe. He stiffened, as far as he could move in any case, as the tip of the lengthy appendage delved into his mouth. The fleshy thing played with his tongue and her coils got tighter still. It was the most encompassing hug he had ever experienced, but if she didn't stop he was fairly certain he would black out soon. His vision was getting fuzzy as more of her tail fed inside, threatening the back of his throat lightly. He managed to give a distressed noise, and just as he was on the cusp of blacking out Dentia realized what she was doing.
The tail holding him captive loosened all at once, still holding him comfortably, but now allowing breath. Caudle gasped, filling his lungs while he could.
"S-sorry...b-be careful...doing things like that..it just feels..." Her feet were crossed on the floor now, rubbing the top of one foot with the other. "Really nice..."
"I...noticed..."Caudle chuckled, trying to fidget a bit himself in his coil prison. He looked at her for a moment, blushing profusely. "You know...not counting the almost blacking out...this is actually pretty comfy...you have a pretty soft tail..."
Dentia's blush got brighter. "Thank you..." she said lightly. "Lotion."
He shifted a bit more in her coils, testing their limits, he found that, as always, he was more or less at her mercy. "So...just how long am I going to be in here?"
THe coils cinched a hair possessively around him, Dentia stiffening as the cringed a bit more warmth from her personal heater. "I don't know...when does Yuki get home?"
"Five hours."
The tip of her tail bobbed his nose as Dentia began to grin. "That'll be a good start."
She leaned a bit against her room mate, the tip of her tail caressing his cheek. "At least until we do this again."
"Again?" Caudle gulped as he was given another squeeze.
"Oh yes...perhaps at least once a day."
"Do I have a choice in the mat-mmmph..." He was cut off as her tail wrapped over his mouth.
"Not really. Merry-after-Christmas, Caudle." Dentia smirked, smiling at him more kindly. "Thank you...really."
"Mour melcome..." He muffled.
Anyway this was a lovely comission by
justanotherken that it was a pleasure to work on. In which Dentia has some trouble dealing with the winter cold, seeing as nothing can quite warm her tail up properly...besides perhaps a warm body to squeeze a little.Caudle helps her out in this respect and adorable things ensue.
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Also will post it below:
Dentia sat on the couch shivering. She was wearing the heaviest, ugliest Christmas sweater she happened to own, and it was still far too cold for her tastes. The heater in the apartment was broken and there wasn't anything to be done about it until the superintendent could get a person in to repair it. Seeing as their past encounters with the large, unpleasant Llama that happened to own the buildings weren't exactly glowing memories, she didn't expect it to be extremely soon.
Still, she supposed that's what they all got for going with the cheapest apartment in town. It wasn't all that bad really, a three room apartment at the price they'd gotten was nearly too good to be true. The rooms were nice too, fairly well sized and generally bug free, so long as you remembered not to leave out any food. There wasn't terribly much to complain about in general...
Except that landlord. He was one of those kinds of people who thought they are always right, and think that the opinions of other people were so much white noise clouding the signal of his own personal soap opera. When Dentia’s roommate, Yuki had gone down to complain about the lack of heating she'd come back two hours later, and five times more annoyed than when she'd left. Still, she'd made him promise to get it fixed sometime this week. Yuki was seldom a skunk to be trifled with.
Dentia put her arms in front of her chest and twitched her nose in displeasure. Her roommates, the aforementioned skunk, and Caudle, a mongoose, both had fur over most of their bodies, they were fine with the cold. Heck, Yuki had even grown a winter coat, her fur was thicker than ever. Sometimes she used her tail as a blanket, sitting on the couch, working over some sales reports from the perfume shop she worked in. Dentia hadn't even known skunks could do that, but when she'd asked Yuki about it she had been pretty evasive.
Still, she, nor Caudle complained terribly about the lack of heat...then there was her....
She looked down at her tail, taking up the grand majority of the couch beside her, it was coiled in a little pile, trying to share its own warmth. She'd had a blanket over it earlier, but the only one that wasn't dirty at this point was bristly and uncomfortable, draping it atop the sensitive appendage was almost torturous.
The tip of Dentia's tail flicked back and forth quickly, expressing her own distaste at the situation. It was true that she also had fur over a lot of her body, but being a rat had its drawbacks. Her hands didn't have any fur for one, so she had to wear gloves where most furs didn't bother. It was hard to find them well made enough so that the tiny little claws on the tips of her fingers didn't rip them when she wasn't paying attention. Worse still there wasn't so much as the slightest follicle of fur on her feet either, so she faced a similar problem there. Because furs with her predicament were rare, the coverings were rather expensive to boot.
Still...None of that had anything on her tail. Dentia's tail was, at the best of times...longer than her body...but recently? She'd seemed to be having a growth spurt...the reason for this she'd never tell anyone of course. Her tail was far from normal, if she liked, it could be quite a bit longer...She wasn't quite sure how it worked, but she did know that she could never seem to make it any shorter than it's usual, massively noticeable size. And recently, perhaps because of the cold, she was unable to hide it's true size very well at all. It was bordering on eight feet long at this point, when she walked she had to keep it constantly waving so people couldn't get a true idea of just how big it was.
This didn't make her job as a barista very much easier either, while usually her tail was a nice aid in her job, collecting cups and dishes, handling orders behind her while she continued to take new ones at the register, it was so large now that it tended to knock things over. She wasn't used to it being this big at work...well...at least not her barista work, but that was another can of worms entirely.
Not to mention now she literally had a part of her body that was longer than she was constantly losing heat out into the air. Walking to and from the apartment was a herculean task. The poor thing had been blue when she'd come in from work this afternoon, and this wasn't even the coldest day of the year. According to the weatherman on TV it was going to get a lot worse before it got better. Something about a 'Polar Vortex' and a lot of other words she didn't like.
She sighed, hugging her arms to her chest a bit harder. Why couldn't it just be summer all year? Then she could just sit in a sunbeam when she got cold. She could pony up and buy one of those tail sleeves that some of the more reptilian members of society tended to get this time of year, but none of them was even close to being long enough, and even then they were more expensive than any piece of clothing she had ever owned, and it was a bit of a social oddity to see anyone who wasn't cold blooded wearing one.
So here she was, sitting on the couch, doing nothing, because it was too cold to do anything, her tail coiled in a cold bundle on the couch, trying desperately to think about anything besides how cold she was.
If she let her thoughts turn that way, she'd think about how nice it would be to have something warm to wrap her tail around...and if she thought about that then…
Dentia's thighs shifted against one another lightly as her face blossomed into a light shade of red. Next to her on the couch the coils of her tail tightened around nothing in particular.
She shook her head and chased that thought away. It was always hard during winter for her. Even when she could keep her tail fairly regular sized...for her anyway, people always wanted to touch it. Maybe it was the christmas spirit, or how the large naked appendage obviously showed how cold it was with a slight change in color, but more than any other season people wanted to touch her tail around this time of year. And with her tail being so cold, their hands always felt so nice and warm by comparison.
So nice...so warm..
Dentia bit her lip. She'd become rather good at moving her tail rather quickly out of the way of any wandering hands, but occasionally she misjudged...She remembered back in her hometown, before she'd moved here...it'd been a particularly cold day, and a friend of hers had noticed just how blue she was looking...She hadn't been paying attention...he just...ever so slowly placed his hand right along the base of her tail and stroked downwards...
Dentia squirmed at the very thought.
It's taken nearly fifteen minutes for him to get his arm back...and longer for the bloodflow to return. She couldn't have helped it really, that warm touch against the cold...her tail was sensitive at the best of times...but that?...
"No! Nope. Nope. No." She waved her arms in the air, as though chasing off the intrusive thought physically. The rat shot her tail a huffy look. "Don't even think about it."
Dentia flopped back onto the couch with a resigned groan. She could try warm water again, but in recent years, showers had taken the place of bathtubs in most places, and the tiny, enclosed shower in their bathroom was a task for her to get all of herself inside of. Usually if she had to wash her tail she needed to stand outside the door at let the water pour over it, and that was more for just getting clean than comfort.
What she wouldn't do for a nice, large spa tub to just soak the darn thing in...or a warm...shifting body to wrap up tight a-
She grabbed a pillow and pressed it over her face. It muffled the resulting frustrated scream. She loved her tail dearly but sometimes it could be a burden, why did it have to be so...sensitive?
She reached out and ran her own hand over the fleshy, slightly giving surface, but it just wasn't the same as someone else's touch...someone else's warmth...
It was at this point that the door to the apartment opened, and a mummy walked in. Or, at least it appeared to be a mummy.
Caudle unwrapped the scarves from around his head, little flecks of snow falling off of the fabric as he removed his boots, his round, dishy ears twitching in their new found freedom as he shook himself a bit.
"Geez! And it's supposed to get COLDER than this? Fires of Gallifrey I can't even feel my nose."
Dentia rolled her eyes. She knew full well that the Mongoose was quite prone to hyperbole. If she took his temperature right now it'd probably be several degrees higher than her own. "Welcome back, how was work?"
Caudle's ears perked in her direction, he frowned for just a moment at her sweater. Christmas was a few days gone, and the badly stitched Santa flying its way across the rat's chest was quite obviously misplaced. "Uh...about as good as your attire." He chuckled. "What's up? Going to an ugly sweater party? You'll have a hard time finding one in January I'm afraid."
Dentia's whiskers twitched. "No. I've worn all my other sweaters to death thank you very much. This is the only clean one left. Isn't it Yuki's turn to do the washing?"
The mongoose shrugged, taking off his heavy jacket and putting it on a hook. "Well, yeah, but her job's had her pretty busy, she hardly has time to sleep, let alone do much else. First the Christmas rush, then the New Years Resolution rush. Everyone wants to smell sweet for their year to," He waved his hands in a dramatic slow arc, his voice taking on several pounds of ironic syrup. "Find, 'The One."
The display earned him a chuckle, but Dentia's frown returned just as quickly as the sound had bubbled out. "Well the only 'One' I want to find is a blanket that doesn't feel like steel wool, and a sweater that doesn't look like a thrift store threw up after binging on candy canes."
"Well, can't help you there." Caudle stretched the wrinkles out of his own sweater, before pulling the hoodie hanging in the hallway over his head, changing into lounging clothes. "You know, you could always have another word with the super, if you don't mind losing three hours of your time."
Dentia shook her head. "No thank you, I'd much rath-" Her breath caught in her throat as the mongoose threw himself down on the couch across from her. Her tail was coiled up beside her, taking up the grand majority of the middle cushion. His hand had brushed it, for just a moment on his descent. The tip of her prodigious fifth limb curled into a little ball as she clamped down on everything in her head urging her towards getting more of that touch.
"Dentia?" Caudle's voice grounded her a little. She turned to find him looking at her with a bit of concern. "You alright?
"Fine!" She said a bit too quickly, and about five octaves higher than someone who is fine usually does. "J-just not expecting you to sit down so forcefully...you should be more careful you're going to break the couch."
The mongoose chuckled lightly. "Dentia, we've had elephants over who haven't put a dent in this couch. I don't think it's going to break from me flopping down."
She huffed a bit, slightly annoyed at him for almost making her lose control. "Well be careful none the less, you never know what will be the straw that breaks the camels back."
Caudle shrugged. "If you say so. Up for a game then?" He grabbed the remote and turn the TV on, flicking it until the game system menu came up. "Smash Furs Six just got an update. They just added Jajuka." He smirked. "I know you like that character. What is it with you and coil-moves anyway?"
Dentia blinked. "Do I have a thing for coil moves? I hadn't noticed." She said absently, the picture of innocence.
"Yeah, it's why you're so easy to beat actually, I know what moves you're going to use before you do." He stuck out his tongue. "Now, do you want to lose or not." He picked up an controler and waggled it in the rat girl's direction.
Her annoyance faded in the face of the challenge. She grabbed the controller and pressed start, the announcer declaring the game was on. "I'm going to make you eat those words."
"We'll see." Caudle smirked.
Dentia's worry, and the encroaching sensation of the cold faded as she got into the game. She did indeed select the large snake that Caudle said she would. She'd missed playing him from the last game, and it was a nice addition that they'd decided to put him in this one. Caudle picked his usual character as well, a small Fossa named Kamu. It wasn't a strong character, more for the kind of player who liked to surprise their victims with false helplessness.
It had really been an odd choice for the developers to include him at all. In his own world the character really wasn't a fighter at all, but the fan’s demand’s had made them put him in.
The first match didn't go particularly well for Dentia, they'd changed the snake's controls a little, and Caudle managed to get him into a thigh lock around the reptile's girthy neck, squeezing until the round was over and Dentia's failure animation played.
"Haha! Told you!" Caudle did a little victory dance. "Predictable as always." He smiled, an insufferable grin that made her want to do more than just beat him in the game.
"You got lucky, I haven't played this version yet. I'm used to it now, you're not going to do so well." She promised, pressing start again and issuing them smoothly into the next round.
"If you say so." Caudle said, gripping his controller again, and watching as the countdown started. "I hope you lose better this time." His smirk got worse.
The next round started, and Dentia was better than she had been in the last one right off the bat. She managed to slam the thick green snake's tail into the approaching Fossa, tossing him halfway across the stage. While he was still dazed, she moved the control stick and slithered quickly up to him before he could recover.
"Gotcha~" She smirked.
Caudle moved the control stick frantically, trying to shake his character from his stupor, but it seemed a useless effort. The thing about Jajuka in the game was that if he got a character into his coils when they were halfway beaten, as the first strike had rendered Kamu, then there was little hope of escaping them unless an item came to assist.
"Nononono!" Caudle shook his controler frantically, but it was too late.
The animation started. Thick loops of snakeskin, shining in the lovingly rendered light, enveloped the helpless feline. Loop after loop fed around his struggling body. They both knew the struggles were useless. A heavier character might have been able to at least stand a chance against the coils of the snake but for the fossa's speed and sneakiness, he lost a lot of brute force. A single length of the great Anaconda was easily one third of the small character's size.
The animation was greatly detailed as those thickly scaled muscles compressed tightly, bringing the fossa's struggles to a complete hault. Dentia smirked, looking at Caudle's face, frowning in defeat. She looked back to the screen as those coils rotated, feeding thicker loops against the poor character's fur, running over them like silk.
That fur probably felt really nice to wrap up. The fossa was probably really warm...really soft....Each follicle brushing over the surface of her tail as sh-
She paused, catching herself, stopping her thoughts midway to becoming actions. She wasn't thinking of the game anymore. This had been a bad idea, but it was too late to back out now. If she left while she was winning, her roommate would definitely know there was something up. She'd have to wait out the animation.
Dentia knew, on a logical level, that the actual defeat animation only took a few seconds all told, there was no way it could stretch for minutes on end, but that didn't stop her more emotional...slightly hungry mind from making time slow to a crawl.
Jajuka had a particular way of defeating his victims. Strong bands of scale cinched until they could hardly breathe, coils framing his face, pushing their cheeks up, making him stare that the massive head before them as his eyes began to change...Those irises expanding, slowly turning into rings of vibrant color, taking over the great snake's eyes, before it spread to his opponents. The fossa's expression went slack, his struggles, now barely even visible outside those slowly shifting, compressing coils, totally stopped.
A slow, gentle smile spread to his face.
Dentia bit her lip.
The world sped back up to normal speed as the game screen flashed a victory dance. The snake flashed a grin, put on a pair of sunglasses and struck an admittedly ridiculous pose, the tip of his tail giving a thumbs up. The reptile's almost dark moves within the game really didn't do much to hide a fact that the character was more or less a giant dork.
Dentia's ears twitched. Someone was talking. What were they saying?
Reality reasserted itself on her all at once.
"Dentia? I know you don't win very often, but you don't have to stare at the screen like you've just seen the pope. Now do you want to do a rematch or not?"
"O-oh..." She realized how odd she must have looked...She was locked into the character now...she didn't think she could take another round of playing that snake...She squirmed on the couch cushions a little bit, it was almost too much to bare. Her tail was coiled so tightly on the cushion next to her, that it's usual healthy pink was almost white with the pressure. Her pink little toes played with one another, hanging over the side of the couch. She let out a little squeak. Without the game to distract her she realized just how cold her tail was...how incredibly nice it would be to have something to hold...to squeeze...
A thought dawned...She could just...ask...
She'd never actually tried that. The one time she'd teased Caudle about his odd inclinations it had been a bit forceful, but he did seem to be a mongoose with an appreciation for rear appendages, and there were few larger than hers...If she just...asked him to help her warm up a bit...He'd probably say yes...
But that wasn't how things normally went, usually there was some kind of duress, some kind of order from her superiors...and black latex...oh yes that black latex....But still, this wasn't some target...someone to be captured in between her work behind a coffee shop counter... this was her friend, her roommate... certainly he would want to help her feel comfortable right? Most people didn't really love the stigma attached to a rat's tail, but Caudle had never really minded it...surely there would be no harm in askin-
"Dentia? Are you sure you're alright?" Caudle asked, putting down his controler.
The rat girl took a deep breath, her dish like ears folding backwards, the pink, furless things turning slightly red as she started to blush. "Well...Not exactly...It's really cold in here."
The mongoose blinked. "Oh is that all? Well I don't know, we could go somewhere, I'm sure the library's heated, it might be open today, read some books maybe something like that?"
Dentia shook her head, biting her lip with her slightly bucked teeth. "That's not all...My tail is REALLY cold." She said, almost inaudible.
Caudle paused, looking from her to the fleshy appendage on the couch between them, it wasn't coiled so tight now, the tip was waving in the air so fast it was just a little blur of motion. It often did this when Denita was nervous, he'd noticed. By just how fast it was going now, she must have been very, very nervous.
"Um...yeah?...." He said, still not 100% sure just what the ratgirl was getting at.
Dentia fidgeted on the couch, one foot rubbing over the other as her shoulders closed in a bit, ears folded flat backwards. "Well...You know...I've tried blankets...and showers...and all kinds of things like that...but what would really help is..." She gulped a little.
Caudle's ears perked. "Yes? What do you want...like... a tail snuggie?" He chuckled.
"Something....no...someone to wrap it around...that's what would really help...Really... really help." She squeaked, whiskers twitching, her tail's tip was switching back and forth so fast it almost looked solid at this point.
It was Caudle's turn to blush. He blinked a few times, just kind of staring at her. "Uhhh....Are you asking what I think you're asking?"
She nodded sheepishly, refusing to meet his eyes. Sure he had a bit of a thing for tails, but this was her she was talking about. A rat, not exactly the pedigree of such things. Not quite the luxury of a skunk or a squirrel, or the shining smooth scales of a reptile or snake. Just a fleshy naked....thing...
There was silence for a few minutes as the two sat there. Dentia opened her mouth to say she'd been kidding, to lie and suffer the cold on the couch alone, but before she could get a word out...
"I'd love to help." Caudle reached out and patted a thick coil of her tail lightly, Twice.
The shock of the sudden warmth of his hand, and the gentleness of his touch almost knocked Dentia off the couch. Her hands clenched and her toes curled, eyes shutting tightly. Caudle gave a little yelp as the tip of her tail, which had been continuing it's little nervous dance, wrapped around his wrist faster than his eye could even begin to perceive. The very tip of it had snaked under his sleeve and rubbed at his wrist in an affectionate, warming manner, it felt cold, but it quickly warmed up under his touch.
He looked up to see Dentia blushing like a stoplight.
"Wow..." He said lightly. He tried to tug his hand away, only to find that he might as well have tried to remove it from a steel shackle. "Y-you'll have to let me go first..." He smirked a bit. "And Dentia?..."
Dentia peeked out of one eye. "Y-yes?" She squeaked, quite literally.
"I think, if this affects you this badly...we'd better go to your room. " He chuckled, though his blush was just as bad as hers.
Dentia's tail slowly, and with great reluctance, let go of his hand.
Dentia led Caudle into her room. He'd actually seldom been inside. Not because she had expressly forbade him from doing so, but more because, as adults, it seemed weird to enter one another's rooms without a reason. He'd also rarely been inside Yuki's room, and neither of them had really been in his room much either. It was a bit strange to be invited inside, but a good kind of strange.
He gave her tail a bit of a wide breadth for the time being. He hadn't quite noticed how long it had gotten. It seemed...almost longer than usual, which was saying something. He'd made a habit of looking away from it ever since she'd outed him for his rather peculiar fetish. He'd snuck little looks here and there, but had never quite outright oggled it as he used to before he found out she'd noticed. Caudle knew she was self conscious about it, but he couldn't imagine why...he rather liked it...thought it was even kind of...beautiful really. Not that he'd ever quite admitted that. Perhaps he should have told her, the way she'd acted on the couch she obviously wasn't a rat with the highest self esteem about the thing.
Dentia led him to the center of her room, her tail swinging about a bit erratically, the tip coiling about itself a few times.
It was dim inside. Dentia rarely turned on the lights in her room before it got dark. She tended to prefer the natural light that the window let in, or the occasional light of candles, or the small lamp on her nightstand
Her room was only slightly personalized. They'd been living together for maybe two years, but she'd never really done much besides set up a bookshelf in the corner. It held the grand majority of her personal items. A few pictures from wherever she'd used to live before they'd moved here, which come to think of it, Caudle couldn't recall, a few knick knacks here and there, the occasional little bobble from a TV show or some other thing she was a fan of, and that was about it. Besides that it was just books upon books upon books.
The walls were more or less barren when you got right down to it. There was one poster of some band Caudle had never heard of. He remembered when she'd put it up it was at Yuki's insistence more than anything. The skunk had dragged the poor rat to a concert and bought it for her on the way home as an apology when the rodent had spent the entire time against the wall, as far away from the mosh pit in the center of the event as possible. She hadn't really decided to put it up on her own.
He could see her barista outfit laying draped over a chair in the corner, neatly folded. In general Dentia seemed very neat. It was a very broad misnomer that rats were uncleanly, as a matter of fact he'd seldom lived with a neater person than Dentia. He guessed perhaps it might have been, on some level, a way to subconsciously prove that very stereotype wrong. He'd never really thought about it before now.
They stopped in the center of the room and she turned to face him, whiskers twitching nervously as her face blossomed slightly red.
"Um....before we...do this...are you sure you want to? I mean you can still back out.."
Caudle gave a good natured chuckle to calm her down a bit and nodded. "Dentia, you know full well I have a liiiitttle bit of an inclination for this kinda thing..." It was his turn to blush. "It would be something I certainly won't mind doing...I mean...if I'm totally one hundred percent honest I can't say I've never kinda sorta maaaybe..." His dishy ears twitched. "Had a daydream or two about this exact scenario..." He added, more or less as one singular word.
Dentia's expression brightened a little, though her blush didn't fade, she chuckled and jabbed him in the shoulder. "You dork..."
He shrugged. "Guilty as charged." His stance became a bit more awkward, shifting a little. "So...uh...how do we go about this?"
The ratgirl blinked. "Oh...uh...well admittedly I've never done this to anyone willingly."
The cocked eyebrow she received from Caudle at this comment caused her to quickly backpeddle. "W-well I mean there was this one time with a guy and I-" She shook her head and shot him a glare. "Forget I said that, or next time your mother calls I'm going to tell her about all the things I've seen in your internet history."
Caudle wisely shut up.
Dentia shifted a bit herself, her lengthy tail flicking back and forth at the tip again, her toes curling against the carpet. "Well...I guess we just...do it. I'm going to turn my back to you...if you get uncomfortable tell me...alright?" Her nose twitched shyly.
Caudle nodded flashing a thumbs up.
Dentia rolled her eyes. "Just...try not to wiggle too much...It feels...you know..."
The mongoose smirked a little. "Nice?"
Dentia's fur bristled. "L-lets just do this..."
The rat took a deep breath, looking at Caudle for a moment more before she turned around. Her tail set about its work a bit timidly. Caudle watched as it slithered over to him. It's movements seemed a bit jerky and shy, as though she was holding it back from what it really wanted to do. It slithered over the carpet to his ankle, and as it brushed along his jeans she visibly stiffened. Though she was wearing a rather baggy Christmas sweater, the way it hung off her gave Caudle a pretty good perspective on her shoulders as they shifted slightly. Below that she wore a simple pair of jeans. The little sleeve in the back for her tail was obviously too small, little tufts of fur from the small of her back spilt out around the cramped appendage as it shifted above her rear.
Caudle had to admit that Dentia did have a rather nice rear end when you got down to it. It really was just a matter of biology. Rats rather naturally had rather meaty, dense hind ends. Dentia was thin, but she couldn't quite escape the survival biology of her forebears. She got a lot of exercise as a barista, which he knew was a harder job than a lot of people made it out to be, but there was still the slightest amount of chub here and there.
The general effect made for a rather cute build. He'd never really looked at all of her before. His thoughts were however, interrupted as the tip of her tail snaked up his pant leg and stroked his calf lightly. It was slightly cool to the touch and he made a fairly unflattering noise in surprise.
"S-sorry...warm in there..." She murmured, biting her lip. With apparently extremely reluctance her tail retracted from his pant leg, and began wrapping him up in earnest.
It was a slightly strange sight, looking down to see that long pink thing make its first circuit around him. Being a rodent as she was, the segments of Dentia's tail made for an interesting visual. Caudle shivered slightly as the first loop cinched around his ankles, the tip of her tail leading the charge to encompass more of his legs. Already it was about as thick around as his wrist.
He looked up to see Dentia looking worriedly over her shoulder, biting her lip a little. "Still okay with this?" she asked, obviously unsure.
He reached down and gave a particularly thick length she had yet to wrap around him a stroke. The rat-girl went rigid, her ears reddening as her face took on the color of a strawberry. Caudle chuckled. “I’m sure...”
Dentia’s tail gave a sudden surge. Thick, binding lengths coiled up to his knees and gave a squeeze. The mongoose gasped. It was easy enough to write off that lengthy thing when it was trailing behind the rat as she walked through the apartment, but now he was getting a new appreciation for it. He watched the segments swirl around his legs and realized just how heavy it was, just how muscular. He could see the subtle shift of sinews working under that smooth pink flesh, feel it shifting across his legs through his pants. Already the lengths around his feet were thicker around than his arms. Even if she hadn’t been squeezing, he probably wouldn't have been able to lift them much from the sheer weight.
“This is amazing...” he whispered.
The ratgirl raised an eyebrow in his direction, ears folding bashfully. “That’s not what most people would say.”
Her tail was up to his waist now, the mongoose began to squirm as it roamed over a particularly sensitive area. Dentia’s eyebrows got a bit higher.
"Ignore that..." Caudle said quickly.
Dentia got a little bit more of a smirk, the tip of her tail teased at the front of his pants lightly. "Well..." She chuckled. "I think I don't need any more convincing that you're enjoying this..."
Caudle squirmed all the more, but he couldn't move in the slightest, everything below his waist may as well have been wrapped in iron. She teased him for a moment more, her own blush rising before it moved on.
"You're terrible..." Caudle grumbled.
"I know," Dentia grinned. "Arms at your sides please...I'd like to get those too."
Caudle sheepishly complied. He gently lowered his arms to his sides. Everything below his beltline had vanished into slowly spinning pink coils, the segments between them grew longer and longer as Dentia herself began to squirm, biting her lip with her slightly bucked teeth. She gave a gentle pleasured breath. "Oh Gods..." she murmured.
"Looks like I'm not the only one having a bit of fun..." Caudle commented bashfully.
His hands were quickly secured by that tail, locked to his sides in an instant, he felt the odd sensation of her smooth, slightly textured tail roaming over the backs of his hands. There was the occasional little imperfection, but otherwise it flowed like silk. He was up to his belly button in coils now. The coils around his legs were as big around as his thigh. They squeezed warmly, he felt a tingly sensation as the coils compressed.
"I-I've never done this before..." she squeaked, she was wringing her hands now, shifting from side to side on her legs, thigh shifting together lightly. Her tail was up to his ribs now, his arms squeezed in slightly by the pressure, a bit of breath came out at a gasp as she squeezed tighter.
"C-careful..." He said gently. The coils loosened but not by much. Caudle stared, almost hypnotized by the sight of his body slowly being engulfed in needy, pink, flowing tail. The tip caressed him wherever it landed, back and forth roaming up along his front and back, soaking in his warmth.
"T-thank you..." Dentia said sheepishly, still moving in place as her current captive stared. "I feel much better now..."
Caudle nodded, his cheeks the color of peaches. "N-no problem...my pleasure really..." Her tail was almost at his shoulders now, just that, his head and neck visible above a sea of shifting coils.
The mongoose gave a little grunt as she squeezed him again, those coils compressing all around his body at once like a fist, but more encompassing. There was a certain… sensuality to it, that was the only word he could think of, being so completely at the whims of another person, to be captured by their body so utterly. He couldn't move anything below his head more than a quarter of an inch in any direction, even his toes were flattened to the floor by the thick, slowly spinning lengths around his feet. As she squeezed again he had the odd sensation of being lifted, physically from the floor. The sheer strength of spinning coils spinning him now as he was taken totally off the ground. He was corkscrewed for a few moments as he tail rose to his neck, the tip caressing the bare skin there now. The mongoose shuddered at the intimate touch. Dentia exhaled a shuddery little breath as her roommate was suddenly compressed quite tightly, a groan of air leaving his throat hitting her round ears.
"I'm...going to have a hard time letting you go..." She whispered, squirming a little bit more noticeably. "I've been cold for so long..."
Her tail loosened enough for him to speak, after he caught his breath. "You know..." He said bashfully, leaning forwards to kiss the tip of her tail as it gave a slightly worrying coil around his throat, stroking it tenderly. The motion earned him another squeeze, this time compressing all of him besides his head. His cheeks were bunched up as he made a gulping sound, rendered totally unable to breathe. He stiffened, as far as he could move in any case, as the tip of the lengthy appendage delved into his mouth. The fleshy thing played with his tongue and her coils got tighter still. It was the most encompassing hug he had ever experienced, but if she didn't stop he was fairly certain he would black out soon. His vision was getting fuzzy as more of her tail fed inside, threatening the back of his throat lightly. He managed to give a distressed noise, and just as he was on the cusp of blacking out Dentia realized what she was doing.
The tail holding him captive loosened all at once, still holding him comfortably, but now allowing breath. Caudle gasped, filling his lungs while he could.
"S-sorry...b-be careful...doing things like that..it just feels..." Her feet were crossed on the floor now, rubbing the top of one foot with the other. "Really nice..."
"I...noticed..."Caudle chuckled, trying to fidget a bit himself in his coil prison. He looked at her for a moment, blushing profusely. "You know...not counting the almost blacking out...this is actually pretty comfy...you have a pretty soft tail..."
Dentia's blush got brighter. "Thank you..." she said lightly. "Lotion."
He shifted a bit more in her coils, testing their limits, he found that, as always, he was more or less at her mercy. "So...just how long am I going to be in here?"
THe coils cinched a hair possessively around him, Dentia stiffening as the cringed a bit more warmth from her personal heater. "I don't know...when does Yuki get home?"
"Five hours."
The tip of her tail bobbed his nose as Dentia began to grin. "That'll be a good start."
She leaned a bit against her room mate, the tip of her tail caressing his cheek. "At least until we do this again."
"Again?" Caudle gulped as he was given another squeeze.
"Oh yes...perhaps at least once a day."
"Do I have a choice in the mat-mmmph..." He was cut off as her tail wrapped over his mouth.
"Not really. Merry-after-Christmas, Caudle." Dentia smirked, smiling at him more kindly. "Thank you...really."
"Mour melcome..." He muffled.
Category Story / Bondage
Species Rat
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