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The Soldier and the Dragon
Marcos felt more than ready. He was extra ready. Super ready. Anymore ready and he’d be able to see the future, know what to expect, and still be overly ready for this. He was going to take on whom Dora had described as the toughest person in town; and she was supposedly just a teacher.
After he managed to take down Dora Marcos was told this woman, Alice Batari, was apparently the toughest person in Griffon City. Oddly enough she was just a teacher for the city college, as well as a home school mentor for his friend Breihzlander, but still wasn’t any less though than boasted. Marcos wanted to see for himself. Not for any personal vendetta or to prove he could be the best, but to prepare himself for whatever this woman, Alice, would be like. Lord only knew what sort of people he would have to fight in the future and he needed to be ready for anything; as per his military training had always indoctrinated.
As Marcos made his way towards Batari’s house he questioned what
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Blue vs Green Round 2
Even for time off Dora always felt like there was something to do. Never time to rest or just have a boring day, always something or other would come up. Not that Dora seemed to mind. If anything she wanted nothing else. Boring became too easy nowadays.
Today, on a usual day off, she was preparing her room for the arrival of her friend Marcos. Her military friend was already on his way to have a rematch with the police trained German Shepard girl after the last time they had a spar; which was also the first time they’d seen each other in a long time.
As if to commemorate his return he’d challenged Dora and lost, proving her skills in police training outmatched his in military tactics. Of course it wasn’t to stay that way as Marcos was never one to quit so easily. Knowing Dora was going to be off this day Marcos had called ahead, wanting his rematch. Dora of course agreed and was now readying her living room to become their wrestling ring.
Dora wore a black sports bra
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What Friends are For
Breihzlander sat in his home awaiting one of his closer friends to arrive. He hoped they would arrive soon as the day was so nice out, as it tended to be in Griffon City, and he made plans to go the beach for the day. Hopefully after his business with his friend was done they would probably want to join him.
Sitting in his living room Breihz was wearing just his usual green shirt and pants, sipping down a soda while watching T.V. about the weather being so nice. Now he felt like fate was being unfair to him in mocking how nice of a day it was. He kept looking at the clock and mentally arguing what could be taking his friend so long.
After what felt like hours upon hours of waiting the doorbell finally rang, Breihz jumping to his feet to answer. When he opened the door sure enough his friend had arrived, dressed in his usual feminine attire. A short skirt, knee-high boots, a nice blue top with bouncing bulges that could only be balloons or cushions of some sort, and a fashionable sash a
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Grisha busied himself with his hobby of carving wooden sculptures to pass the time along. It was one of those rare days he was able to work from home yet did not have Dora around for company. There different works often had them not seeing each other as often as they’d like but their relationship was built on enjoying what time they could spend together.
The great tiger sat in the middle of the living room with a tarp in the center. A stool with wheels was his main seat which helped when moving around his sculpture at in the center, slowly finishing its inevitable resemblance to a bear woman in a hula outfit.
As Grisha continued on there came a knock at the door. His ears perked as he turned towards it unsure of any planned visitors for the day. He placed his tools down and wiped himself off before making his way over, trying to see who it was.
“Who’s there?’ he asked from his side.
“Jehovah’s witness.” He heard the familiar voice of Marcos ans
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Hanging Around
Kurfust felt like he was waking up from a long, bad night. His head felt as if there was too much inside of it and making him feel off-balance. The world felt like it was above him instead of below him. His mouth could barely open because it felt like something was tapped over it and…
Wait…. That’s exactly the reason why!
As everything came back to him Kurfust realized why he felt so odd: he was hanging upside-down. He was hanging from a tree or a post, he couldn’t see well enough, with a bunch of ropes tied around his body; the cords around his ankles being what held him up. He was wearing only his swim trunks and the tape around his mouth kept him silent despite his muffled cries and attempts to shake free.
Taking a moment to look around Kurfust realized he was in someone’s backyard. At first he thought it was his friend Breihzlander’s house, given that it had a large pool, open space, and was behind a mansion-like house. However his suspicion was
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Another fine day off for Dora and boy did she ever need it. It was never an easy day on the police force, which was why she appreciated times like this for her to relax on her own. No brothers to pester her, no friends in need of some odd help she always managed to get roped in to, and no one knocking at her door to bother her with…
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
She’s felt she’d spoke to soon but then again it was more ‘thinking’ too soon. She gave a loud, annoyed sigh before picking herself up from her seat; and just as she show she was watching was getting good too. She did take the moment to fix herself, wearing just a tank top and shorts but needing to smooth out the wrinkles.
Finally coming to the door Dora opened it expecting something simple, like a package to be signed for or perhaps an unwanted religious door-to-door many trying to enlighten her spirit. Upon opening it however she was met with a familiar face that brought an unconventional smile to her fac
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To celebrate the past holiday, and because the winter was coming closer to an end than anyone had anticipated, Breihzlander had invited as many of his friends as possible for a pool party. To commemorate on the occasion drinks, snacks, music and all other entertainment would be provided.
Within the hour that he’d posted on the invites for people to arrive about half of the guests were already at his house. The party itself was held in the back where the pool itself was. Tables were set up with the refreshments, a booth held the DJ who handled the music, and many of Breihz’s servants were on-hand to serve and help whatever way possible. They too were dresses in swimwear while wearing collars or bowties to indicate they were the help.
Breihzlander, looking the part of host, work his usual swim trunks but had a loose collar shirt on over it while sporting a pair of sunglasses. He was already talking with some of his friends that had arrived, just glad as always he could have s
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Marcos felt more than ready. He was extra ready. Super ready. Anymore ready and he’d be able to see the future, know what to expect, and still be overly ready for this. He was going to take on whom Dora had described as the toughest person in town; and she was supposedly just a teacher.

After he managed to take down Dora Marcos was told this woman, Alice Batari, was apparently the toughest person in Griffon City. Oddly enough she was just a teacher for the city college, as well as a home school mentor for his friend Breihzlander, but still wasn’t any less though than boasted. Marcos wanted to see for himself. Not for any personal vendetta or to prove he could be the best, but to prepare himself for whatever this woman, Alice, would be like. Lord only knew what sort of people he would have to fight in the future and he needed to be ready for anything; as per his military training had always indoctrinated.

As Marcos made his way towards Batari’s house he questioned what she must have been to be so strong. He never had the chance to ask Dora but then again the excitant of guessing made it a little more fun. A lion maybe? A tiger? A bear? Oh my! The ideas just kept buzzing in his mind and made him all the more anxious to see her in action.

Even Marcos’ attire reflected how ready he was. He wore his military pants and boots along with a sleeveless undershirt. Under the pants were a pair of shorts and in his bag he had things like gloves and an alternative pair of shoes. He wasn’t sure what sort of fighting Alice would challenge him to but he wanted to be ready if it was out of his usual style and thus he would have to think on his feet. Either way he wanted to be properly dressed for the occasion.

Finally arriving at the address Dora had given Marcos he was surprised to see it was actually one of the nicer spots in the area. Of course not a mansion like Breihzlander’s home but not a single apartment like where Dora and Kurfust lived, just a simple house with what looked like more than enough space for a single woman. Maybe if she was pretty enough Marcos could change that little detail. He walked up, rang the bell, and readied himself for whatever would come to greet him.

Within a moment Alice Batari finally answered the door and Marcos’ eye went wider and wider as he saw her. She was very tall, about seven feet at least. She was wearing a tight, indigo colored leotard with tan stockings that almost matched the color of her skin. Her skin in face was light shades of brown scales that went from her head all the way to the tip of her long tail that stood upright behind her. Her beautiful green eyes seemed to beam at she looked down at him, a smile growing on her face as her forked tongue licked out and dragged across her lips. It seemed Marcos was almost ready for anything, but not a hot, mature Komodo Dragon.

Seeing the young fox Alice gave a hum of delight before saying “Why hello there. You must be Marcos, right? Dora said you’d be here.”

Marcos stammered at first before answering “I-I, uh, I mean, uh, yes! Y-Yeah. I’m-I’m Marcos. Nice to meet you Mrs. Batari.”

“Miss.” Alice corrected. “I’ve been single ever since I lost my husband.”

“Oh…sorry to hear that.”

“Don’t be. He was delicious.” Seeing his eyes go wide with fear for a moment she burst out into a laugh and said “I’m joking, you silly thing. I’ve never been married.” Marcos returned a quick and nervous laugh before she added “I’m just warming up for our little match. Care to join me?”

Marcos accepted her offer and came inside. Upon entering he could see her house was as well furbished as it seemed outside. Any other place and one would assume another type of family would live in a place like this, not a dragon teacher who obviously wasn’t from around Griffon City originally. What made it more odd was how more expensive everything looked, much more fine and furbished than what Kurfust or Dora had in their places.

She led Marcos to her living room where, much like Dora, a mat had been set in the center with some of other furniture moved to the side. On the TV there looked to be a workout program on, indicating to Marcos this was part of some daily routine Alice probably did in her spare time. It was paused, showing it was a recording, and Marcos could see the ladies on the screen were all within Alice’s age; which he could only guess was in the 40’s.

“Make yourself comfortable.” She gestured for him. “I can wait.”

Marcos thanked her before getting himself ready. He took another look to see Alice wasn’t wearing any shoes, so he thought it fair to be barefoot as well. After that he put his bag aside, tossed off his jacket, and then thought it better to not have the combat pants on. He slid then off to reveal his shorts underneath. He glanced back and had the feeling Alice was watching with hungry eyes, the suspicion only furthered when she had a bemused smile on her face.

Both stood next to each other with Alice holding the remote, asking “Ready?” When he only nodded his answer she pressed the button to play and said “Alright. Hope you can keep up though.”

He scoffed at first but as the workout began Marcos found himself more tensed than relieved as he caught glimpses of Alice next to him. She was such a beautiful lizard that it was almost intimidating for the fox. They would stretch and lean and hold in positions that Marcos had views of her breasts, her butt, her long legs, and her tantalizing tail. It wasn’t helped by the leotard and the tight stockings, both clinging to her body so much he could see every curve.

As they worked out Alice asked “So do you do this sort of thing when you train? I’m sure it’s not that different from all that military training you do.”

Hearing that just as Marcos had a straight view of Alice’s butt right in front of him he replied “W-Well maybe a little different…”

After a few more minutes the recording finished, Alice taking one more stretch before saying “Okay then. All ready?” Marcos only nodded again before she replied “Funny. Dora said you were the talker. What’s wrong? Big, bad fox afraid of little old me?” she added with a smirk.

Trying to act confident he replied “You’re far from little, Ms. Batari. And I’ve taken on bigger. So-So just you watch.”

“That’s the spirit.” She laughed before pointing out “There’s your corner. Get to it already.”

Doing so Marcos went to his corner and, with his back to Alice, took a minute to mentally prep himself. It was just a woman, a rather large woman, who had had to prove to himself he could beat. Hot as she was he couldn’t let that distract him. Finally feeling prepped and ready he turned, nodding he was ready to spar.

Marcos took his fighting stance as he did with Dora. He waited before seeing Alice’s ‘stance’, if it could be called that. She just stood there with her arms and legs out as if bracing to catch something. Clearly she wasn’t the conventional type of fighter Dora usually was so his tactics might have to change. As with Dora and his other friends he knew not to fight with all he had or risk severely hurting them. This was after all for fun in the end.

Finally Marcos charged and tried to tackle Alice to the ground. When he made contact he found she was a lot heavier than she seemed, barley able to get her to move from her spot. Alice didn’t even resist. She stood there with a coy expression as he tried to push her down before backing off.

“Is that all?” she asked, folding her arms.

Marcos tried again but this time diving at her legs. He dropped down and tried to lift them, push them, anything to get her to fall. It felt like trying to move tree trunks with his bare hands. Alice looked down before he looked up, another big smile on her face.

“At least you’re good at giving a wonderful massage.” She giggled a bit.

Marcos backed away again and this time gave a quick apology before trying to give a hard punch to Alice’s side. She flinched a little but as with before it proved useless. Marcos realized that fighting a Komodo Dragon was like trying to fight a scaly tank.

Alice rubbed the spot where he hit and commented “Not bad. Anyone else and you might have taken the wind out of them.” After that she smiled and said “Now it’s my turn.”

A sudden turn and Alice’s tail swept right under Marcos, knocking his legs out from under him and sending him falling to the ground. He landed on his back after feeling like he was just flipped like an egg on a frying-pan.

As Marcos laid there, a little dizzy from the experience, he looked up as Alice loomed over and smirked “See? They never think about the tail. My secret weapon.”

Just as Marcos regained himself he could see her turning to bring her tail down on him. He rolled out of the way just in time and got to his feet, jumping on them nimbly before bracing himself for what surprise she would have next.

Now her more animial side seemed to show as she bent down on all fours. She sprang from them and tried to body slam Marcos but he was able to jump away in time. Even where he was he was still in rang of her tail, managing to jump up as she swung to try and take his legs again.

Alice stood and mused “Quick on your feet. I like that. Think you can keep it up before I catch you?” she licked her lips with her forked-tongue which seemed to frighten Marcos a little.

Marcos readied himself as Alice suddenly rushed him. He managed to yet again dodge her attack but he was met by another sudden surprise. When she passed him Marcos didn’t realize her tail dragged behind, managing to snag his ankle and trip him to the ground; proving Alice’s secret weapon yet again. He fell on his front and tried to recover but found himself dragged off his hands by Alice’s tail still wrapped around him.

“Not so fast.” She smiled. “Finally caught you, silly boy.”

She dragged him closer before releasing his ankle. Marcos barely had time to recover before Alice seized him in a bear hug from behind. Her powerful arms trapped both of his at the sides, Marcos kicking and struggling but finding her grip stronger than he estimated.

“Oh, you’re so cute when you fight like that.” She giggled, holding him like a giant doll. “And so furry too. I love furry, young boys like you.” Her clawed hands reached down to his sides and tickled, Alice teasing “How does that feel? Tickle, tickle, tickle.”

Marcos suddenly laughed and struggled more, pleading “Hahaha! S-Stop it! Hahaha! Stop!”

What made her tickling so much worse than any others was her long clawed nails. They were kept with care as to not be sharp but their long, slender feeling against his furry sides was pure ticklish torture.

As she kept Marcos hostage Alice’s tail reached back, finding some rope and picking it up. Even with one arm Alice proved skilled enough to bind both Marcos’ hands together before finally releasing him, the fox soldier realizing too late he was subdued.

“W-What the?” He struggled with his ropes before asking “What the heck is this for?”

“My little part of the deal I made with Dora.” She explained. “If I beat you then I got to have you.”

Her tail slithered out again and tripped Marcos onto his back just as he asked “Wait, what you mean h-AAHH!”

As he fell on his back yet again Alice walked over while further saying “Don’t worry. I won’t bite you. Not unless I can’t help myself.” She stood over him, her spandex clad privates right above Marcos’ terrified face, as she explained “You see, little Marcos, Komodo Dragons have this certain ‘special’ sexual tendency. We can only be truly satisfied with another dragon. Any other species and while it’s nice, it’s never enough.” She began to lower herself, Marcos closer his eyes, before feeling her lay her butt down on his chest, her tail laying down right on his leg. “Trouble is there’s not many other dragons around here.” She leaned down next to his ear and whispered “So guess whose turn it is to see if he has what it takes?”

Alice teased by slithering her tongue into his ear. Marcos shivered and sweated while finding it hard to breathe or think. An unexpected erotic turn from what was supposed to be another spar. Marcos was more than beside himself, he was going crazy.

Soon Alice began to kiss her way from his ear down his neck, in-between each smack saying “Now. *kiss* Don’t. *kiss* Worry. *kiss* One bit.” She went from the neck down to his naval, Marcos watching and listening “Just sit back *kiss* *kiss* Relax. *kiss*” She finally stopped right at the brim of his shorts and looked up to smile. “Just let me do all the work.”

Marcos looked away and felt as hot breath met his hot, naked member. He tensed as everything went hot and wet before, what felt like hours over mere minutes, everything was a blur. His body went in so many positions. He felt his member forced into more than one crevice of the dragon woman’s body. He felt almost every hole in his body penetrated by god only knew what she had on him. All of it a swimming mix of draining pleasure.

When it was over Marcos weakly dressed himself while Alice sat on her couch with a pleased look. She went from her spandex workout outfit to a red bathrobe. Marcos was silent and barley able to stand properly before regaining his things and making for the door.

He’d only managed to open it before he heard Alice call “Marcos!” She hurried up behind him and whispered “Anytime you feel like taking me on again, just call ahead. I’ll make sure the mat’s nice and warm.”

She finished with a quick kiss to his cheek and then a sudden light smack to his butt before finally letting him leave. Marcos stumbled away from the house and felt like he had every fluid in his body drained. Even in this state his admitted that he had been beaten just not in the way he thought.

A scary thought crossed Marcos’ mind. If Alice was this tough on her own without any real fighting experience, what sort of monsters would trained Komodo Dragons be? The idea of an army of dragon soldier was something even Marcos was worried about. Then again if they were all in some other place as he figured from Alice’s statement about not many being around he hoped nothing would get his home country on their bad side.

Marcos continued to walk away, thinking on Alice’s offer, before letting out a near crazed giggle of “Hehehe… Yeah… Yeah, I think…. I think I’d like that. Hehehe… I just got screwed by a lizard woman… Hehehehe…. Thank you, Dora…. Thank you…. Oh god… I can barely feel my feet…”

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The Soldier and the Dragon
Something I'd hinted at during my last story, Green vs Blue 2 vallygirlly.deviantart.com/art… and also as a sort-0f request for :icondingopatagonico: But this was also something for me too since I'd wanted to bring Alice back into the spotlight. After all not often that I get to talk about probably the only Komodo Dragon in Griffon City lol Not to mention her sexual antics when she gets young boys like Marcos in her grip lol
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Even for time off Dora always felt like there was something to do. Never time to rest or just have a boring day, always something or other would come up. Not that Dora seemed to mind. If anything she wanted nothing else. Boring became too easy nowadays.

Today, on a usual day off, she was preparing her room for the arrival of her friend Marcos. Her military friend was already on his way to have a rematch with the police trained German Shepard girl after the last time they had a spar; which was also the first time they’d seen each other in a long time.

As if to commemorate his return he’d challenged Dora and lost, proving her skills in police training outmatched his in military tactics. Of course it wasn’t to stay that way as Marcos was never one to quit so easily. Knowing Dora was going to be off this day Marcos had called ahead, wanting his rematch. Dora of course agreed and was now readying her living room to become their wrestling ring.

Dora wore a black sports bra and matching shorts while putting down a large mat in the center of the room; after moving some tables and chairs. Knowing how this wouldn’t be a usual fight she knew they needed as much room as possible. Once everything was set she took a few minutes to stretch in anticipation for Marcos.

After a few minutes of warming up Dora heard the doorbell ring, her ears perking with the rest of her in happy anticipation. A quick flexing of her neck before she finally went to answer the door.

Upon opening it sure enough Marcos was there. He wore his usual shades for such a nice, sunny day in Griffon City. He had a loose collar shirt on, unbuttoned to reveal his fit chest and body, while wearing green swim trunks and sandals on his feet. That along with his bag strapped over him he looked more like he was ready for the beach.

Giving him a look over Dora quipped “I thought we were having a match. Not going for a tan. Even though you could use one.”

He gave a fake laugh before explain “If you must know part of it is because I might go later on. The other part is because I want as much mobility and flexibility as possible. Not going to end up like last time, I can promise you that, little girl.”

“Well then get in here and try it, little boy.” Dora coyly smirked before letting him in.

Marcos entered and immediately went for the living room. Seeing the mat set up he glanced back and Dora with a smirk, admiring her preparation. He dropped his bag and readied himself, taking his sandals and shirt off and already getting into position.

“You don’t want to stretch or warm up?” Dora asked.

“Already did. Right before I rang the bell.” He answered. “Wanted to get right down to it.” Dora nodded and huffed with amusement before he said “Alright then. So should we just get to it?”

“Only if you want to.” He shrugged. “I mean if you need a nap or some juice I can wait.”

Dora shook her head while failing to suppress a smile before saying “I’m going to enjoy kicking your ass again. I swear.”

The two continued to smile as they got to their corners and got into proper stances. The differences of how they stood yet again reflected the difference in training, much like the first time they sparred. While Dora seemed as prepared as ever Marcos had something different about him. Some air of confidence that Dora wasn’t expecting.

“Ready?” she asked.

“Always.” He replied, signaling for them to begin.

The two cautiously approached before Dora, out of an uneasy tinge in the back of her neck, made the first move. Her fist was blocked by Marcos before he counteracted with a sudden punt of his elbow against her chest. It took the wind from her for a moment before she recovered and tried again, now with a kick that made contact. However that seemed to be Marcos’ plan as he took the blow before grabbing her leg and knocking her back. Dora managed to get to her feet again before they were in a deep sparring match that would go uninterrupted no matter what.

Marcos’ fighting was a little different than what Dora had remembered. While she was trained to take down criminals and thugs he was trained to deal with trained, armed opponents, terrorists and militia. His moves were more swift and agile while hers depended more on strength to overcome the odds. When they’d fought before it was clear Marcos was holding back as to not seriously wound or harm Dora in any way. This time however it seemed he wasn’t resisting that much. He still didn’t seem to want to break bone or make her bleed but he was willing to be effective.

At one point Dora managed a sweeping move, grabbing Marcos’ one hand before trapping his other behind his back in an impressive hold. As he struggled Dora, feeling cheeky, reached her one free hand out and managed to pinch Marcos’ nose, honking it like a horn.

“Give up?” she asked while still honking him.

“Not…a chance.” He struggled to say with a nasally voice.

Marcos managed to use his legs to trip Dora since her focus was on trying to humiliate him. When she fell he managed to pin her down with him sitting down on her back with her arms pinned under his legs. Dora struggled and kicked but could not get up. She screamed while trying to break free before Marcos felt to deliver a stinging blow, grabbing her nose and honking it like she did him.

“Give up?” he teased. She shook her head and struggled more. “I couldn’t hear that. Was that a ‘yes’?” She still kicked and persisted. “Starting to sound like an ‘uncle’. Do I hear ‘uncle’?”

Dora had been holding her mouth closed to not give Marcos the satisfaction of any answer. However between that and him holding her nose and all her energy trying to struggle, not to mention how she was getting exhausted from the fighting, she wasn’t going to last much longer.

Finally, after trying for over two minutes to resist, Dora finally blurted out in a nasal voice “Alright! Alright! I give!”

With that Marcos finally released her and allowed her to roll on her back to catch her breath.  Dora panted and breathed while Marcos sat in silence with a big, smug smile on his face right next to her. She looked up and at first seemed annoyed but eventually her mood changed as she laid there trying to recover.

“Okay. I’ll admit it. You were better this time.” She admitted with defeat.

Breathing on his knuckles and wiping it against his chest like it was no big deal he replied “Well first wins are always free. After that I don’t make it easier.”

Pfft. Sure.” She rolled her eyes. After finally sitting up she turned and asked “So what changed this time? You didn’t hold back as much.”

Marcos was silent for a moment before he sighed, following with “Did Grisha tell you about when me and him had a match?” When she confirmed she knew he went on with “Well he let me win that fight because, and he told me this, because I was his friend. Kind of got me thinking how if he didn’t hold back he would have won. But then again I was holding back too. So it made me wonder if I would have won had I not held back so much. Same with you. So I started thinking about how I could try to, you know, work up my game but still not make anything serious. Basically smoothing out the edges.”

Hearing that Dora nodded as she thought about it. Obviously Marcos was trying to make himself all the better at fighting until he could be practically unbeatable. What it might have been was that he was trying to make himself the best and ready for any fight he could come across. To be stronger and better.

Looking at Marcos’ face however Dora couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of the fact he beat her so easily as compared to last time; and that he was soaking it in by laying back with that smug smile on his face. Not to mention honking her nose like that was practically salting the wound. Not that Dora was the type for revenge but for this once she wanted to get back at him somehow.

Suddenly Dora had just the plan in mind. It brought a devious smile to her face when she realized there might just be a way. Not only would it knock Marcos down a peg or two but he’d probably get an extra bit of punishment on the side.

Acting natural Dora leaned back down near Marcos and said “You know, you’re right. Maybe I just wasn’t ready for how good you were.”

He breathed that statement in and smugly replied “Yep. Just the curse of being me I guess.”

“Guess you are pretty tough. But not THAT tough.”

His one eye peeked open as he pointed out “Says the girl whose ass I just handed to her on a silver plate. With a side of green beans too.”

Dora smirked and retorted “Well not saying I’m the toughest one around. What if I told you I know someone a lot worse than me? And I’ll give you a hint, it’s not even Grisha.”

Hearing that Marcos sat up with interest and said “C’mon. Right now, out of everyone we know, Grisha’s probably the toughest in town.”

Wagging her finger she replied “Oh no. There’s someone else. Trust me when I say she’s probably a lot stronger than anyone we know.”

“She?”

Knowing that would get his attention all the more she went on to explain “Her name’s Alice. She’s actually Breihzlander’s homeschool teacher.”

“A school teacher? Really?” Marcos asked with disbelief. “C’mon, Dora. Don’t play around.”

“I’m serious.” She insisted. “I know, it sounds crazy. I tried taking her on once.”

“And?”

“Just once was enough.” Dora said, choosing to leave out all the details about what had happened during that fight.

The more he heard the more he became interested. Marcos scratched his chin with interest as Dora simply smiled, knowing he couldn’t say no to such a challenge.

“Okay. Okay.” He nodded. “I can tell you’re trying to set me up. But you know what, I’ll call it. Tell this girl, Alice, to get ready for me. If I’m going to fight I want it to be the best.”

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll let her know.” Dora smiled. “And trust me, she’ll be just as excited as you.” She then added “Maybe a little more.” Under her breath. After that she asked aloud “So should I call for now?”

“Later. Maybe in a day or two.” Marcos answered. “Right now I got an appointment with some sun and water. And maybe a few girls in tight, string bikinis while I’m at it.” He stood, as did Dora, before offering a hand and saying “Hey, for what it’s worth, good fight.”

“You too.” She nodded, taking his hand. After that she added “How about next time less honking and more actual fighting, alright?” She even added with a punch to the shoulder for good measure.

“Hey! You started it.” He laughed before she joined in.

After a few minutes Marcos eventually left, giving a last goodbye to Dora before heading out and for the beach. As Dora watched him leave there was some admiration to him being her friend. In any other case they could have been enemies and yet the chemistry between the two seemed to work in the right way. Part of her almost felt sorry for when he would meet Alice and get one of the biggest surprises in his life. The keyword being “almost”.

Finally thinking on it Dora pulled out her cellphone, dialed the number, and soon answered “Hey, Alice. It’s Dora. Dora Klendathu. …. Yeah. That’s right. From a few months ago. …. Oh, no. I’m fine. I just thought I’d see how you were doing. …. What? No. I mean, I can’t. I have a boyfriend, remember. … What? NO! .… Look, what I’m really calling for is because I have this friend. He’s something of a tough guy fighter. You know? …. Yeah. …. Basically. …. Well I mentioned you and basically he’s wanting to try and spar with you. … Uggh. Yes, he’s cute. …. Okay. …. Alright. …. I think so. …. No, military. …. Alright then. …. On no, don’t worry, Alice. The pleasure’s all mine.”

The End
Blue vs Green Round 2
More fun from :icondingopatagonico: with the returning fight between Marcos and Dora. Short as usual but still fun to do. I also made references to two of my stories, the obvious one being the first round of this story. vallygirlly.deviantart.com/art… and also the story where Grisha and Marcos sparred. vallygirlly.deviantart.com/art… Some nice little callbacks lol

And yes, the teaser at the end confirms that there will be a story where Marcos faces with my oc Alice Batari. vallygirlly.deviantart.com/art… Needless to say it won't be as easy as his other fights lol.
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Jamie's at Your Service
Another cute piece by :iconanglerfrisk: that's amazing as always X3 Funny enough I had written a story about Jamie (human version though) being forced to dress as a maid but never to this extent with the bondage. Not that I'm complaining XD Just wish I knew who did this, if their holding the leash, and if that's their panties in his mouth again XD
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Breihzlander sat in his home awaiting one of his closer friends to arrive. He hoped they would arrive soon as the day was so nice out, as it tended to be in Griffon City, and he made plans to go the beach for the day. Hopefully after his business with his friend was done they would probably want to join him.

Sitting in his living room Breihz was wearing just his usual green shirt and pants, sipping down a soda while watching T.V. about the weather being so nice. Now he felt like fate was being unfair to him in mocking how nice of a day it was. He kept looking at the clock and mentally arguing what could be taking his friend so long.

After what felt like hours upon hours of waiting the doorbell finally rang, Breihz jumping to his feet to answer. When he opened the door sure enough his friend had arrived, dressed in his usual feminine attire. A short skirt, knee-high boots, a nice blue top with bouncing bulges that could only be balloons or cushions of some sort, and a fashionable sash around his neck.

Innocently Jamie Torrence waved “Hi, Breihz. Sorry I’m late. I had to take a bus because my car doesn’t work. And I think it might because, well, I might have forgot to fill it with gas last time I took it out.” he bashfully admitted.

Breihz rolled his eyes and said “It’s fine. Just come on and let’s get this done. I’m planning to go to the beach.”

As soon as he mentioned it Jamie perked up, both of them asking at the same time “Can I co-?” “Do you wan-?”

They stopped themselves and laughed before Jamie, being the one to speak first, answered “I’d love to. Although I don’t have a swimsuit.”

“Don’t worry. I have a few to spare. And I don’t just mean trunks.” Seeing Jamie light up Breihz added “Don’t worry, Jamie. I know what you like.”

“Aw. Such a good friend.” He said before hugging him.

After the brief exchange Breihz led Jamie upstairs to one of many rooms in his large mansion house. It was for all intents and purposes a guestroom/fitting room. Often Breihz would need to use it for when he got new suits or the like, given it had the closet space and had a body-sized mirror and all. But after Jamie’s introduction into his life and his want for extravagant costumes most of that space was now claimed; not that Breihz minded that much.

Once in the room Breihz pointed out a stack of several large boxes, unopened and awaiting Jamie. His eyes lit up when he knew what they were, running over and practically ripping them open to see that indeed they each contained more costumes for his growing wardrobe. He asked Breihz’s permission, which the golden retriever replied he didn’t even have to ask, before hurrying with the boxes behind a changing divider in the room. Breihz simply took a seat on the bed and waited.

As he sat there Breihz thought aloud “So I haven’t seen you since the party, Jamie. Remember?”

“Oh yeah.” Jamie called from his side of the room. “That was so much fun. I was late for that though too, wasn’t I? Kurfust and that other guy were having some sort of contest from what I found out. Now I feel really bad I missed it.”

“Yeah. Finn.” He answered. “He was nice, right?”

“He was. Cute too.” Jamie poked his head out for a moment and commented “You know I had no idea he was a model until AFTER he’d left. Isn’t that funny? I was with a celebrity and it wasn’t comic-con and I totally spaced. Hehehe!”

Breihz smirked at Jamie’s little ramble before saying “Yeah. Well to be fair maybe I should have mentioned I was friends with a famous model. Though to be fair I wasn’t sure if you even knew who he was.”

At this point Jamie had finally stepped out wearing one of his new outfits. The costume was from the movie The Incredibles, though given the figuring of it against his feminine physic it was either for Mrs. Incredible or Violet. It even came with the domino mask for the eyes which he had on as well, wanting to admire the entire ensemble.  

As he stepped out and checked himself out in the full body mirror near where Breihz sat he said “Well to be fair I didn’t know right away. Not that often you think about models as celebrities. Not unless they’ve been in movies.” He stopped and gasped before asking “Does he know any movie stars?”

Scratching his head he answered with a shrug of “Not really sure.”

“Oh well.” Jamie waved it off. “Always the next con.” After taking another look he turned and asked “How’s this look?”

“Fine. Good. I mean-You know.” Breihz replied, trying not to say anything sensitive and nothing that would sound like flirting.

While Breihz had to admit Jamie was cute he was still a boy no matter how much he dressed like a girl. His scent alone was enough to que anyone into the fact. Thinking on that however made him think back to how Finn reacted to him, stunned to silence and unable to think. It made him question if he really did know or not; especially since he’d not seen or heard from him since that day.

When Jamie went back behind the divider Breihz then asked “So Finn, I, uh, think he might like you, Jamie.”

“Well what’s not to like, right?” He poked his head out and asked “Wait. Does someone else not like me? It’s not you is it, Breihz?”

He quickly said “No! No! I mean I think he LIKES you.”

As it became clearer to Jamie he blushed an “Oooo. Really?”

“Well remember the way he looked at you back at the party? He could barely say anything.”

Jamie slipped back behind the divider and replied “You think that’s why? I thought he was sick. Or maybe just never met someone like me before.” He then added a coy “Well maybe not as cute as me if that’s the case. Hehehehe.”

When that came to mind Breihz smirked “So you think it’s just the looks? You don’t think it’s…something else? Something he might not know about you? You know, something….that could change the way he thinks about you.”

“Not that I can think of.” Jamie answered. “I mean we only met once. And he seems like a nice guy. I don’t think he’s the type of jerk to beat people up. At least none of your friends would be. So I think he’s fine.”

It seemed clearer that Jamie wasn’t aware of what Breihz was implying. Clearly Jamie didn’t know that Finn wasn’t aware about him being a boy either. Two minds with an absence of what was right in front of them. Breihz couldn’t help but start to conjure an idea in his head as Jamie came out yet again dressed in girl clothes.

This time he came out dressed in a Sailor Mercury costume, straight from the Sailor Moon franchise of course. The blue coloring seemed to complement his soft, red fur. It even came with a wig which Jamie wore for the whole ensemble. He fidgeted with the skirt before seeing how it all worked, even to wearing the knee-high, high heel boots.

Given how he looked more convince as a girl yet again Breihz nodded to himself before saying “You might be right, Jamie. Maybe there’s just something different about you he’s attracted to. Maybe it is the looks. Or something else. Who knows? But he seems a nice enough guy so, maybe, next time you see him you should ask him out.”

“You think so?” Jamie turned and asked, a little blushing at the idea. “Oh my goodness. I haven’t had a date since…well…not ever actually. I mean there was the few times I experimented with…” He stopped and blushed more before saying “Hehehe. Maybe I’ll talk about that later.” He hurried back behind the divider and called “Just one more outfit before we head for the beach, okay?”

“Fine with me.” He called back, texting Finn about how he and Jamie would be at the beach later today with a devious grin. “Fine with me.”

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It had taken a little over an hour before the two arrived at the beach. Both had changed and taken one of Breihz’s cars all the way from the house to the beach, managing to beat traffic and get there in time before the big rush of people could come to claim the better spots.

Breihzlander had changed to a loose collar shirt and his usual green trunks; as well as sandals on his feet as did Jamie. Jamie himself had been given a one-piece swimsuit which was bright green; as well as being allowed to have his stuffed bra underneath to keep the feminine illusion. Along with it he brought a bathing robe and a sun hat, as well as carrying the bag with the towels, drinks, suntan lotion and so forth. Given how oddly tight the swimsuit was however it made some of Jamie’s movements a little more difficult.

After finding a nice spot and setting up Jamie had to ask “Breihz, are you sure there weren’t any other better suits? This one is a little tight in spots.” He fixed the area around his butt before adding “I might as well have gone with a string bikini. Or even just going nude at this point.”

Breihz was quiet as he watched Jamie drop his robe nearby. The suit clung to his body so tightly that everything showed, especially the bulge where hit crotch was. Even if that were not enough to convince Finn of Jamie’s true gender then his statement, which he planned to slip once he arrived, would have to be.

“I think it’s fine, Jamie.” He said, acting innocent. “You just need to get used to it is all. After all it IS a new suit. Hasn’t even been warn yet.”

Jamie shrugged an “I guess so.” before declaring “Well I’m not wasting time. Heading for the water. Okay?”

Briehz nodded “Sure thing.” Before he walked off he added “Just don’t be too long. Know knows, we might run into some of our friends here.” Jamie nodded and still ran for the water while Breihz grinned “Any second now.”

And as he counted those seconds they turned into minutes. The minutes soon turned into over an hour of waiting and still no sign of Finn. Breihz felt his neck getting sore from looking back and forth up and down the beach for any sign of him. He tried texting him several times but had no response. It was starting to get annoying and while he was his friend he felt like he was going to burst the minute Finn showed up. And during all that time Jamie seemed to be having the time of his life, swimming in the water, playing with a group of others in a game of chicken and catch, and even getting a few flirtatious looks from guys who obviously couldn’t see the glaring clue under the water.

All the sitting and waiting around made Breihz a little drowsy. He’d not had much sleep and he’d gotten so excited about Jamie and Finn meeting again a lot of energy had been exhausted into what felt like nothing now. He sat down on the towel and slowly felt himself slipping further and further into a long, nice nap.

Jamie eventually returned from his swim only to find the golden retriever peacefully asleep. He leaned down and poked his shoulder, seeing he didn’t wake. The young cat retrieved his robe before getting a clever little idea.

After a few minutes Jamie already had Brehizlander’s body buried in the sand. Only his head and feet poked out from either side but he was clearly trapped underneath. He giggled and tried to contain himself from laughing aloud before he finished.

As he did someone called “Hello there.” Jamie turning to see it was Finn.

The young husky dog was wearing a loose shirt much like Breihz only he was sporting his usual black speedo underneath. Sandals on his feet and glasses over his eyes he tried to be casual as he approached despite his tail wagging ferociously.  

Jamie stood and waved “Hi, Finn.” Which seemed to wake Breihz from his sleep.

As he yawned and realized Finn was approaching he tried to speak before realizing he was buried and called out “Hey! What the heck is this?” He struggled before realizing too much sand pinned him down before saying “Jamie dig me out. C’mon, Jamie. I mean it. And wait, Finn? Where have you been?”

“Well I was on my way over when someone’s car ran out of gas while I was driving. This nice cat woman. So I syphoned some of my gas to help her out but then I didn’t realize I used almost all of mine. So she was nice enough to drive me to a station where we got some for a container. And then we got some snacks and drinks and started talking and we sort of lost track of time.”

For Briehz he realized this was all Jamie’s fault, given the story of why he was late, but Jamie only responded with “Wow. That’s so crazy. Sometimes you just wind up in the weirdest of situations.”

He groaned and insisted “Just get me out already, Jamie! I didn’t want to be buried like a treasure chest or something!”

As Jamie could tell Breihz was annoyed he suddenly heard Finn laughing “Hahaha! Looking good, man. Like a hot dog made out of a sand bun.”

This seemed to make Jamie get into more of the enjoyable mood as he laughed along with him. As they pointed and continued to laugh at the whole “sand dog” thing Breihz only continued to look annoyed as they were having more fun than him.

“Yeah, real funny.” He rolled his eyes. “Now let me out. Finn, I’ve got something important to-”

Finn suddenly cut him off by asking “Hey, Jamie, want to know how to really take advantage of him while he’s stuck like this?”

Jamie bounced at the idea before Finn bent down and began to tickle at Breihz’s feet. The retriever could do nothing but struggle as he laughed aloud and rocked his head back and forth. He was giving a pleading giggle for him to stop that went unanswered.

While that happened Jamie said “Hang on. Always wanted to try this.” He walked up to Breihz’s head and began playing around with his ears. In a mockingly comical voice Jamie said “Look at me! I’m Mr. Floppy ears. I have so much money I can use it for toilet paper. And I think Jamie is the most beautiful person in the whole world.” He then grabbed hold of his nose and lower jaw while forcing his mouth open and saying in the same voice “Jamie is the best and no one else has as awesome a wardrobe or as awesome as a fashion style.”

Even Finn laughed at this before saying “Hey, you actually do a good impression.”

When they stopped Breihz caught his breath while trying to say “Finn, listen. There’s something important I need to-”

Finn stopped him by shushing him and saying “Breihz, please. Me and Jamie need to talk. It’s sort of urgent.”

He reached into the bag before using a cloth as a gag, Breihz barley managing to finish “Finn, wait! Jamie’s-GGMMPPH!”

Now with Breihzlander gagged Finn said “There.” Before turning to Jamie and asking “Can we, uh, talk over here for a second?” he pointed off to the side. Jamie nodded before going a little ways off, trying to be out of Breihz’s earshot. “So, uh, Jamie. I really didn’t the chance to talk with you last time.”

“It’s okay.” Jamie nodded. “I mean if I’d know who you were I might have been nervous too.” Bashfully he admitted “Never got to meet a celebrity before. At least not at a party.”

Finn bashfully replied “Well I mean I’m not that famous. Not really.”

“Are you kidding? I’ve seen your face on billboards for crying out loud of course you are. Oh, speaking of which, you wouldn’t happen to know any movie stars would you? Like people who’ve played superheroes?”

Seeing the look of joy in Jamie’s eyes he chuckled “Well not too well. I mean I met a few here-and-there.” After that he changed the subject to “Speaking of superheroes, I heard you had a thing for dressing up and cosplaying and all. Right?”

He blushed and asked “Oh, where’d you here that?”

“Little birdy told me.” Finn lied, not wanting to tell how he ‘tortured’ Kurfust for the information. “But I was thinking, since you’re into that, maybe I could have some of my designers help with some costumes. They do all sorts of new and interesting stuff for me.”

Jamie’s eyes lit up before he said “You’d really do that? I mean I’ve just been ordering most of mine online. And even then they’re either too small, too tight, or the material gives me a rash.”

Finn quickly said “Hang on now. Just because I’m offering doesn’t mean it’s free.”

“Oh! No, I understand. I’m used to paying a lot for them anyways. How much would it cost?”

“Not that much. Maybe lunch. A few drinks if you’re up for it. Maybe a movie afterwards?”

At first Jamie didn’t realize until actually thinking on what Finn had said. He looked surprised as the husky gave a small smile and shrug, showing he didn’t have any better way of saying what he was offering.

As Jamie put it together he tried to ask “Is that….? Are you….?” Before finally managing “Does that mean it’s…a date?”

“Hopefully.” He shrugged. “That is if you say ‘yes’.”

So taken back by it Jamie blushed and could barely speak before finally answering “Y-yes. I mean, of course. I’d love to. So, uh, Saturday?”

“Saturday sounds perfect.” Finn smiled.

“Great.” Jamie then reached into his bag, grabbing his phone, before saying “Uh, just give me a minute. I need to let my mom know.”

Finn nodded and allowed him to walk off. As Jamie did he kept looking back, smiling all the more that such an attractive boy like him was asking a meek little cat like him on a date. Finn maintained a cool posture until Jamie fully turned, he giving a deep breath before silently congratulating himself for managing to get it out.

During the entire time Briehzlander had heard everything. He so-called silly, floppy ears had managed to pick up on the two’s conversation. However the more he heard the more he felt bad for trying to spoil what seemed to be a genuine happy connection between the two. And here he was about to try and ruin it by revealing Jamie being a boy. As much as he knew Finn needed to know he didn’t want to make him upset when he seemed so happy about all of it.

Before he knew it Finn returned, taking the gag out from his mouth, before he’d asked “So, Brieh, my buddy, what were you trying to say about Jamie?”

The young retriever hesitated before sighing “Just….be careful. Jamie’s…a bit of an expensive taste kind of person. You know, likes to be treated like royalty and all.”

Finn chuckled before replying “Don’t worry. I think I can manage. But thanks for looking out for me, buddy.”

Briehz only nodded while deciding to keep the big secret to himself. It pained him a little as the truth would come out sooner or later but he didn’t want to be the one to ruin what seemed like the start of a happy relation.

Jamie returned and said “Okay. Everything’s set. So I, uh, guess I’ll see you in a few days. Okay?”

“Okay.” He winked before saying “I’d better get going. But I had a great time. Hope to have another one.” He called as he kept walking off “Saturday. 7 o’clock.”

“7 on the button.” Jamie called back with a giggle. Once Finn was gone Jamie sighed and added “Wow. Such a great guy.”

Seeing as Jamie walked off with a smile on his face Breihz couldn’t help but smile at the scene. If one person deserved to be this happy it was Jamie. Now Breihz could certainly not do anything about the truth coming out. He just hoped when it did things wouldn’t be awkward or sour between them. Hopefully he would…

Wait…. Finn was gone and Jamie was walking away….

“HEY!” Breihzlander called “I’M STILL BURRIED! GET ME OUT!”

The End
What Friends are For
A nice little collaboration between two stories, one that I wanted and one that :icondingopatagonico: wanted to see. I'd be meaning to do a more focused Jamie story while having him hang out with Breihzlander, since the two of them are good friends. Meanwhile Dingo wanted a funny moment where Finn and Jamie torture him while he's burried up to his head. So put two together and we get this fun little story X3

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So I know I said I had a yuri fantasy I was going to work on next but, sadly, my mind can never stay focused enough when it comes to the next project to work on. Now I find myself torn over what I should write next. While I have more stories adapted from :icondingopatagonico: along the way I'm still trying to work on something of another series of stories; like the Furry Knight's one. I do still have the yuri fantasy in mind but I did also want to try something with Jamie as the main character, and to try and do a more mainstream story based around him.

All that being said I wanted to ask you, the followers, what you'd want to see next. Hopefully I'll help me put my mind more towards what to write next and it'll help to know what you all think. So here are the options.

1. Yuri fantasy story involving a young would-be knight trying to learn about the actual challenges as rewards a knight is supposed to deal with; especially when saving a princess.

2. Jamie in Wonderland

3. Jamie in a sci-fi set story.

4. A story where Jamie gains super powers.

Just comment your vote or PM me to let me know what you think. Thanks X3

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mullan007 Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2017
Hiya, Vallygirly! I've recently joined in with :icondingopatagonico: with his range of characters, by having my own OC join the plethora of characters! You may or may not have spotted this. I was wandering if I could use Savanna in one of my stories?
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vallygirlly Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Sure, though depends on what you have in mind. Note me if you want to talk more X3
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mullan007 Featured By Owner Mar 19, 2017
Sure, i'll give ya all the details, in notes!
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DaMummyFox123 Featured By Owner Mar 17, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Come join my group supreme furs, because furries are the master race of the internet x3
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vallygirlly Featured By Owner Mar 17, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
They said the same thing about brownies lol. I'll consider it to be sure
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DaMummyFox123 Featured By Owner Mar 17, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Lol and Boy Scouts too :D and thank you
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DaMummyFox123 Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Love your stories and Jamie is just adorable :3
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vallygirlly Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks so much X3
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DaMummyFox123 Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
not a problem :)
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HewyToonmore Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2017
:icongodzillaworld1516: is an art thief! He's posted artwork by others, not giving them credit, and he cussed me out when he wanted to take one of my adoptables for free.
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