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So this is the last pic that will be uploaded today. I'll get the rest on Sunday or Monday.
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Hybrid on Island
Rescue Again
Later that night found Carla in her room and thinking about what had happened with Nicholas that day. The stars and moon were out and the vixen knew she should be getting some sleep. The female began to make her way to the bedroom when suddenly a loud crash from some force broke through the entrance door. Carla let out a scream and covered her face with her arms from the falling debris. Even having fallen onto the floor and in the dim lighting, she recognized the menacing eyes that looked in. “Oh Carla…” came the voice of Logan. She scrambled to her feet, wondering how he managed to get out of police custody so quickly. “I haven’t forgotten about you my dear…”
The vixen just ran for her bedroom and locked the door. A small part of her wondered how long it would hold the lion if he could get through the first door. Hopefully there would be enough to get out the window and down to a lower level. Carla managed to get it open and saw a way down to the level below hers. She had hardly gotten out when the lion managed to crash in and get one of her ankles and the vixen screamed, afraid for her life. The male managed to twist her around as the vixen desperately tried to fight the lion off. “NO! GET OFF OF ME!” Carla cried trying again and again but Logan was so much stronger than her.
He laughed manically as he began to rip off her clothes. “Don’t worry my delicate flower, I’ll be gentle,” the male said.
“NOOO!” the vixen let out in a desperate wail as she knew what Logan was intending to do by smothering her body with his. Logan stopped as soon as her bra was exposed, the claws threatening to rip that off and expose her breast as the female looked into his menacing eyes. Tears slowly began to run down Carla’s face as she was in a silent hell, unable to do anything.
That is until an unlikely hero came out of nowhere, yanking the lion back and not only off of Carla but out of the room and to the other part of the hotel room. For several moments, the vixen breathed deeply, trying to calm down from what had happened. Then her other senses kicked in and heard the sound of the fighting outside the room. She slowly crawled out of the room to see the end of the fight. The vixen couldn’t see the face of her savior but saw him manage to knock Logan out. Even then, the guy wasn’t finished as he slammed the lion into one of the walls a few times. The feline then slumped to the ground, knocked out cold. Carla slowly approached and the male turned and reached out to her, causing the vixen to scream in fear.
“No Carla!” they said. “It’s me!”
“NO! GO AWAY!” she screamed.
“It’s okay! It’s me, Nicholas!” The vixen then realized it was him as her eyes adjusted and saw him standing there. “Are you alright? He didn’t hurt you did he?”
Carla took a shuddering breath a few times to realize what was going on. “Oh… Nicholas…” she sobbed and threw herself at his muscled chest in a massive sob. He just held her in a loving, protective grip.
“Shhh… he won’t hurt you again…”
Not too long after that the authorities showed up to get Logan again and check on the vixen and fosky. They learned that after escaping, Logan had broken into a local bar, gotten quite a bit of booze and drank it on the spot before winding up here. “Make sure he doesn’t break out again,” Nicholas said.
“We will,” the head officer replied. They then took the feline away.
“How… how do you come?” Carla then asked the male as he turned to look at her.
“I was out and I heard the scream. I realized it was you and knew there was trouble. I’m just glad I got there before…” Nicholas trailed off, not wanting to touch upon the sensitive subject. Carla just cried again, hanging onto the shorter male for comfort. She didn’t care about the height as his muscles and what he did more than made up for it. “It’s okay…”
He then took off his shirt, while larger, would be good for covering her. The vixen took it and put it on after a few minutes and the tears began to stop. “Thank you…” she whispered, whipping them away.
“It’s okay Carla. Do you need a place to stay for the night?”
“Yes… I won’t be able to come in here for a while… All my stuff and for research…”
“If it makes you feel any better you can stay in my room until then,” Nicholas replied.
The vixen couldn’t help but give him a small smile, touched and wondering what she had done to already know a male that she barely knew being her knight in shining armor and now offering this. “Okay… Nicholas,” she replied. “If it’s not too much trouble…”
“It’s no trouble at all Carla,” Nicholas replied. The vixen began to gather her things up in the suitcases that she had brought since coming here. The female did slip into some shorts though and came back out to the hallway where he was waiting for the vixen.
“It’s fine, you’re safe now,” the fosky whispered, holding out his right paw to offer to Carla for support and comfort. She gladly took it and he took some of her luggage in his free paw. The two walked to his hotel room. Despite it not being that far, it felt like a long walk to the female. As she held his paw so many thoughts tumbled in her head that needed to be answered. All about Nicholas, what was going to happen, and others. But they were soon there and Carla realized it.
“One moment,” the male told her and got the second bed that was in the couch out. He got some spare blankets and pillows out and set it up for himself along with some clothes from inside his room before beckoning Carla to the main bedroom.
“There, you can sleep here tonight,” he told her.
“Nicholas, I can-“
“No buts,” the fosky replied. “It’s fine. You’ve been attacked and deserve the better bed.” Carla figured there wasn’t any point in arguing.
She got her stuff in there but didn’t got into the bed just yet. “Good night Nicholas…” she whispered to the male, looking back at him still in his large shirt and shorty short red shorts. “And thank you again…” The female looked a little troubled but much better.
“Good night Carla,” he replied. “Sleep well.” The vixen certainly did as just being in here made her feel protected and safe. It wasn’t long until she was fast asleep.
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So I certainly love how this came out with the big shirt on her and shorty short shorts.
For more info on Carla and Game: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/furrybeachclub/
Previous: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/29176786/
Next: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/29516246/
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Hybrid on Island
Rescue Again
Later that night found Carla in her room and thinking about what had happened with Nicholas that day. The stars and moon were out and the vixen knew she should be getting some sleep. The female began to make her way to the bedroom when suddenly a loud crash from some force broke through the entrance door. Carla let out a scream and covered her face with her arms from the falling debris. Even having fallen onto the floor and in the dim lighting, she recognized the menacing eyes that looked in. “Oh Carla…” came the voice of Logan. She scrambled to her feet, wondering how he managed to get out of police custody so quickly. “I haven’t forgotten about you my dear…”
The vixen just ran for her bedroom and locked the door. A small part of her wondered how long it would hold the lion if he could get through the first door. Hopefully there would be enough to get out the window and down to a lower level. Carla managed to get it open and saw a way down to the level below hers. She had hardly gotten out when the lion managed to crash in and get one of her ankles and the vixen screamed, afraid for her life. The male managed to twist her around as the vixen desperately tried to fight the lion off. “NO! GET OFF OF ME!” Carla cried trying again and again but Logan was so much stronger than her.
He laughed manically as he began to rip off her clothes. “Don’t worry my delicate flower, I’ll be gentle,” the male said.
“NOOO!” the vixen let out in a desperate wail as she knew what Logan was intending to do by smothering her body with his. Logan stopped as soon as her bra was exposed, the claws threatening to rip that off and expose her breast as the female looked into his menacing eyes. Tears slowly began to run down Carla’s face as she was in a silent hell, unable to do anything.
That is until an unlikely hero came out of nowhere, yanking the lion back and not only off of Carla but out of the room and to the other part of the hotel room. For several moments, the vixen breathed deeply, trying to calm down from what had happened. Then her other senses kicked in and heard the sound of the fighting outside the room. She slowly crawled out of the room to see the end of the fight. The vixen couldn’t see the face of her savior but saw him manage to knock Logan out. Even then, the guy wasn’t finished as he slammed the lion into one of the walls a few times. The feline then slumped to the ground, knocked out cold. Carla slowly approached and the male turned and reached out to her, causing the vixen to scream in fear.
“No Carla!” they said. “It’s me!”
“NO! GO AWAY!” she screamed.
“It’s okay! It’s me, Nicholas!” The vixen then realized it was him as her eyes adjusted and saw him standing there. “Are you alright? He didn’t hurt you did he?”
Carla took a shuddering breath a few times to realize what was going on. “Oh… Nicholas…” she sobbed and threw herself at his muscled chest in a massive sob. He just held her in a loving, protective grip.
“Shhh… he won’t hurt you again…”
Not too long after that the authorities showed up to get Logan again and check on the vixen and fosky. They learned that after escaping, Logan had broken into a local bar, gotten quite a bit of booze and drank it on the spot before winding up here. “Make sure he doesn’t break out again,” Nicholas said.
“We will,” the head officer replied. They then took the feline away.
“How… how do you come?” Carla then asked the male as he turned to look at her.
“I was out and I heard the scream. I realized it was you and knew there was trouble. I’m just glad I got there before…” Nicholas trailed off, not wanting to touch upon the sensitive subject. Carla just cried again, hanging onto the shorter male for comfort. She didn’t care about the height as his muscles and what he did more than made up for it. “It’s okay…”
He then took off his shirt, while larger, would be good for covering her. The vixen took it and put it on after a few minutes and the tears began to stop. “Thank you…” she whispered, whipping them away.
“It’s okay Carla. Do you need a place to stay for the night?”
“Yes… I won’t be able to come in here for a while… All my stuff and for research…”
“If it makes you feel any better you can stay in my room until then,” Nicholas replied.
The vixen couldn’t help but give him a small smile, touched and wondering what she had done to already know a male that she barely knew being her knight in shining armor and now offering this. “Okay… Nicholas,” she replied. “If it’s not too much trouble…”
“It’s no trouble at all Carla,” Nicholas replied. The vixen began to gather her things up in the suitcases that she had brought since coming here. The female did slip into some shorts though and came back out to the hallway where he was waiting for the vixen.
“It’s fine, you’re safe now,” the fosky whispered, holding out his right paw to offer to Carla for support and comfort. She gladly took it and he took some of her luggage in his free paw. The two walked to his hotel room. Despite it not being that far, it felt like a long walk to the female. As she held his paw so many thoughts tumbled in her head that needed to be answered. All about Nicholas, what was going to happen, and others. But they were soon there and Carla realized it.
“One moment,” the male told her and got the second bed that was in the couch out. He got some spare blankets and pillows out and set it up for himself along with some clothes from inside his room before beckoning Carla to the main bedroom.
“There, you can sleep here tonight,” he told her.
“Nicholas, I can-“
“No buts,” the fosky replied. “It’s fine. You’ve been attacked and deserve the better bed.” Carla figured there wasn’t any point in arguing.
She got her stuff in there but didn’t got into the bed just yet. “Good night Nicholas…” she whispered to the male, looking back at him still in his large shirt and shorty short red shorts. “And thank you again…” The female looked a little troubled but much better.
“Good night Carla,” he replied. “Sleep well.” The vixen certainly did as just being in here made her feel protected and safe. It wasn’t long until she was fast asleep.
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So I certainly love how this came out with the big shirt on her and shorty short shorts.
For more info on Carla and Game: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/furrybeachclub/
Previous: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/29176786/
Next: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/29516246/
Category Artwork (Traditional) / General Furry Art
Species Canine (Other)
Size 960 x 1280px
File Size 204.7 kB
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