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A short erotica by Patrick in which Mister J and Philip are Miss J and Phyllis, respectively.

NOTE- THIS IS A FURRY EROTICA AND A LESBIAN ONE AS WELL- READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

The silvery moon hung in the sky as if it were about to fall. Miss J looked upwards, finding no solace in its soft glowing embrace that seemed to dance on her thick, taupe coat of fur. Her companion Phyllis, a small yet brave wolf, began baying loudly, excited by this lunar mirror. Miss J sighed in slow burning contempt at this outburst, but continued on nonetheless. The forest was cold, not unbearable, but noticeably freezing. She shuddered, the hollow cry piercing through to her very soul… She paused to allow her traveling partner to catch up.

They had begun traveling together out of mere chance; Miss J literally ran into Phyllis (who had laid down against a tree to take a nap) just a few hours prior. After exchanging formalities, Miss J had let slip that she was going to a nearby village, and it was revealed that Phyllis was as well. She had the idea of teaming up, and Miss J (not wanting to appear standoffish) agreed to the partnership. Now, just a short while later, she regretted that decision to no end. That worst part? For some reason, she couldn't help but stare at her… She was the literal antithesis of Miss J- easygoing, cheery, and airheaded. But… There was something about Phyllis that almost captivated her.

Miss J shook the thought out of her head; she didn't like where she was going with that. Phyllis was done baying and had skipped up to where MsJ stood waiting.

"Sorry… Guess it's sort've a primal thing… Y'know?" Phyllis explained, her deep eyes locking onto Miss J's.

"Y-yeah, sure. Uh, come on. We need to get out of this forest- it's creeping me out."
They started in the direction of where the sun had set, unable to use the stars for direction as the clouds had begun obscuring all the guiding asterisms Miss J knew. She began to think about how peaceful Phyllis seemed whilst she lay on the sunlight-gilded ground; her fur shining. Her chest slowly raised and lowed, her tail tracing a small curved line.

Miss J was wrenched from her daydreaming as her paw became caught under a raised tree root, sending her toppling over. She closed her eyes, and extended her arms to brace for her harsh greeting with the cold, hard ground when she noticed something…

She wasn't cold, and she felt no pain. In fact, she felt comforted, and warm… She felt safe, even. Miss J opened her eyes.

Phyllis was looking at her caringly, an expression of worry tainting her normally sanguine visage.
"Are you alright!?" she asked, trying (unsuccessfully) to conceal the worry in her voice.
Miss J Simply stared into Phyllis' eyes. An indeterminable want flooded her mind. She wasn't sure what or where this want was coming from, but she knew it was there, and she wasn't going to ignore it anymore.

Miss J brought her arms, which were previously situated at her side, around to the back of Phyllis' neck. Phyllis, confused by the action, simply remained where she was. Miss J pulled her arms down, bringing their faces so close that their noses were touching. Phyllis' eyes were no longer filled with confusion- rather, they showed signs of lust, of passion, of want. They embraced, their chests meeting before the rest of them, their tails intertwined. Miss J kissed Phyllis softly, and she meekly returned the favor. They pressed against each other again, and Phyllis uttered a word or two asking for her to stop, but Miss J carried on regardless. She had seen the look that her eyes, and she knew she wanted this just as much as her. That was when she felt a paw reach up her thigh.

Miss J's legs shot outwards, sending them both to the ground, Miss J supine, Phyllis sitting atop her astride. They stared into each other's eyes for a short time, then Phyllis (now a little more sure of herself) did a small roll, landing next to Miss J, who laughed at the thoroughly unnecessary action. They turned back towards the other, their heads resting on the short foliage. They osculated once more, and took off their clothes quickly. Miss J raised a leg, and let is rest atop the bottom half of Phyllis' as she began a longer kiss. Phyllis, understanding what she was getting at immediately, pushed her hips forwards, opening her legs and turning into her, their second set of lips now kissing as well. Miss J twitched slightly, surprised by the sensations that were sweeping through her. As Phyllis slowly rocked her hips, rubbing against Miss J's, her face scrunched, almost as if in pain… An extended moan revealed that her expression belied her ecstasy. Miss J lifted the rest of herself on top of Phyllis, and started playing with her using her hands. Phyllis, having not been expecting this, rocketed her arms to the side, her paws digging into the soil. Miss J's tail began to flick back and forth as she worked her hands all over Phyllis' body, one hand focusing mainly on her chest as the other hand worked it's way up and down the trunk of her body as Miss J tried to feel everything about her. Suddenly, a strong tickling sensation erupted over her as Phyllis' tail brushed against her. Miss J turned herself, so that she was now facing Phyllis' feet to see what had brushed against her when an even stronger tickling was felt- Phyllis had taken the initiative this time by means of her tongue. A pleasure came upon her like a storm hitting a boat at sea- causing her to rock back and forth rhythmically. She, not to be outdone, went prostrate against Phyllis, then proceeded to lick every inch of Phyllis that might even remotely please her. Phyllis moaned wantonly- her tongue slowly stopping as she became rapt in the throes of passion. Her climax seemed to shoot through Miss J, when just as soon as Phyllis had finished, she began to finish Miss J. Lapping her up more quickly than before, and with greater precision as well, Miss J started moaning herself when she began to feel a disconnectedness from the rest of the forest… Leaving only her and a sense of intense euphoria that seemed to continuously become more intense and more centered. Suddenly, there was a flash. She cried out in joy, falling back onto Phyllis' legs as the arms she'd been propping herself up on suddenly gave out underneath her. Her vision returned to her as she lay there, gasping. They corrected their positions to face each other again, and they kissed a final time.

They put their clothes back on, not saying a word to each other, but holding hands gingerly.
Miss J looked around, now self-conscious about her act of passion. The forest was silent. Wait… No… Close to silent… Miss J could hear a voice in the distance. A rhythmic chanting. She strained to hear it… It was a young man's voice, most assuredly. The thought of having been seen doing what she had done with Phyllis scared her, not that she was ashamed of it, but that she had done it in such an open place.

As they marched on, the chanting grew louder and louder, though neither of the girls could make out what was being spoken. They continued on towards it, curiosity getting the best of them.
They came upon a small camp consisting of a small fire and a single bed roll. Tending the fire was a human dressed in a green tunic. He had a sword and shield on his back, and he was chanting some nonsensical gibberish about 'saving the princess' over and over… He became aware of the girls' presence, and drew his sword. He flailed it around, shouting that he was going to 'kill the stalfos' when he stopped abruptly. His eyes became filled with shame and dread as he stood there helplessly dumbstruck. Phyllis asked what was wrong and the man replied that, "It happened again… Aww, man… It happened again…"
"What happened again?" ventured a cautious Miss J.

He came towards them, stopping just close enough so as to break their personal bubbles and whispered six words to them:

"I made boom-boom in my pantaloons."

C'est fini.