Storythread

The wolf-girl took a little longer to wake up, her first sight being a round, plump rump of-
"Not right now!" the dream was shattered with her teeth inches from Ruby's backside. She then found a pair of shorts in her face. "I'm kind of in a hurry, and you're the one who put me in this situation!"

As expected, Cherie was dressed first and even had time to help Ruby fit her blouse on properly. She was about to give Ruby her hood, but she was stopped and then requested to put it on. It felt uncomfortable to have her ears blocked, but seeing the girl smiling made it feel more than worth it. Besides, there was this smell of someone she liked...
"Now come along, my cute little wolf!" Cherie growled in objection to the statement. "Oh, right. You're just weak to the word cute. So come along, my Cherie." It was clear how she liked that way more as she hopped to the girl's side. "Um, my ankle's still a bit weak, so I...um..."
Cherie lowered herself. "Hop on. It's my fault you hurt yourself in the first place." Ruby happily hopped on her back and the two of them ran through the forest. Surprisingly, their chase already covered most of the distance they needed to traverse, though they did end up considerably off course. It didn't matter for them anyway, it just meant more time to be together.

It has just became night by the time they finally reached Ruby's grandmother. There was no way they'd be able to walk back in the dark, so she would have to walk back tomorrow. For the time being, Ruby would have to sleep in her grandmother's small cottage. Cherie was also invited, with the excuse being that she was a friend who helped her walk there after spraining her ankle (and both of them swore never to mention the part where they had sex).
"Ruby! You're late!" her grandmother was surprised to see the two of them out. "I was getting worried! I'm sure your parents must be worried sick too!" She ushered them in while still complaining.

The two girls sat on the sofa, each of them taking a sip of tea to calm themselves.
"I'm sorry grandma," Ruby apologized. "I...sprained my ankle on the way there. My friend here was the only person around who could help me get there."
The little lady paused to notice there was actually a second person, wearing Ruby's favorite hood at that. "Oh, my apologies, miss! Thank you for taking care of my daughter!"
Cherie was a bit nervous, being in such a nice house with a fireplace and lights, but holding hands with Ruby made her at least feel a bit centered. "It's no problem at all, miss! Your granddaughter is really..." She was going to say several things: Cute, sexy, well-endowed, surprisingly assertive. The issue was that all of them would have said something about their real relationship. "She's really kind!"
The old lady laughed. "Yes, she's always been such a nice girl! So, where are you from?"
Cherie froze. They actually never thought of that question. As she stared nervously, Ruby surreptitiously whispered the name of a nearby town.

"Ah, I remember living there..." the grandmother sighed. "It was long ago, I was still young, and..." she trailed off. "Well, you're both welcome to stay the night, the bed's large enough for the two of you. Ruby, would you be so kind as to show her the bathroom?"
As the two girls walked upstairs, the grandmother caught a curious sight of the visitor: a silver tail. She froze in thought, remembering something long ago...

Ruby and Cherie both found sleeping gowns for the both of them, but with their clothes drying, Cherie had to wear a bonnet to conceal her ears. They went to the guest bedroom to sleep, but the wolf-girl had something bothering her.
"Something the matter?" Ruby asked. "Do you want me closer?"
"It's not that..." she thought as she undid the bonnet. "You heard her when she mentioned that place. It sounded like she was hiding something..."
Ruby smiled as she kissed those long ears, bringing Cherie closer.

...We've had hard porn? I've never noticed.

1d4chan.org/wiki/File:SubjectPi-rho.png
1d4chan.org/wiki/File:SandGoddess.png
1d4chan.org/wiki/File:FireGoddess.jpg
1d4chan.org/wiki/File:NeonAngel.jpg (extremely sexual AND violent)
1d4chan.org/wiki/File:XanTsiun.png
1d4chan.org/wiki/File:TheGathering.png

and those are just the ones I can remember off the top of my head

> I've never noticed.
your brain may have blanked it out to protect you

"My grandma's a nice old lady. I'm sure that whatever it is, it can't be that big a problem." Ruby was content with rubbing her head. A few moments later, she noticed that Cherie was still restless. "Something wrong?"
"Um...I'm sorry, but...these clothes are really hard to move in!" she was struggling. "And another thing, they're really hot!"
"I'm sorry, if you want, I can see if-" before Ruby could finish, the wolf already slipped out of her gown now completely bare. "What are you doing? If grandma found you like this...!"
"I promise, I'll put it on when we wake up. Besides..." she guided Ruby's hands, "I...want you to rub me. It felt really nice when you did it before."
"Alright, but...don't blame me if you get in trouble." Ruby's hands were guided to Cherie's chest, where she gently kneaded and rubbed them to the wolf's panting. She eventually fell asleep with no further argument, but it did leave strange thoughts in her mind. She was half-expecting the wolf to assault her, but this was fine too.

The next morning, Ruby woke up to a strange sensation under her gown. There were little nibbles here and there, and she knew exactly what it was. She lifted her gown to find Cherie underneath, sucking on her breasts.
"What the heck?" She shouted.
"Well, you did comfort me last night, so I thought that maybe I'd repay the favor and..." Cherie was halted by a robe in her face.
"P-put it on! I'm sure grandma's already prepared breakfast!" Ruby ran frantically to the bathroom to wash her face, leaving Cherie confused.

The grandmother already prepared pancakes for the three of them. While Ruby wolfed them down, hoping the food would wipe out the memory of that incident. Cherie, in the meanwhile, just tried to imitate Ruby's motions. She never had pancakes before, and she didn't want to give away that she was a wolf.
"By the way, dear..." the old lady asked, "did you happen to run any wolves?"
The two girls froze in fear.

"Wh-what're you talking about, grandma?" Ruby nervously laughed. "W-wolves? I'm still here, right? They would've eaten me!"
"That's what they would want you to think," she answered. "It was a long time ago, when I lived back in that town. I went out on the forest to gather some supplies when I found a wolf who was bigger than any man I'd ever seen. Naturally, I was scared of her, but she was hurt. I took her in, cared for her wounds, and in the process, I...fell in love with her."
"But why don't mom and dad know about it?"
She smiled. "It was well before I decided to have kids. I think I was even your age. Well, we loved each other, the wolf wanted to protect me from the world, and I wanted to protect her from the village. However, there was one day that we were discovered. They called her a monster, a rapist, a predator. I tried, tried to save her..." tears rolled down her beady eyes.
"Grandma!"
"It's okay, Ruby." She wiped her eyes. "That wolf lived, she ran far enough away that they lost sight of her." She sighed wistfully as she looked out the window. "The only reason I even remember her anymore is because I gave her this little black hairtie... One I just happened to find in my bathroom this morning." She pulled it out to Ruby and Cherie's horror.
Ruby rushed, "Grandma, I can explain!"
"I won't ask where you found it, but I do want the truth." The grandmother pointed to Cherie. "Where did you find that girl?"

Ruby couldn't say anything. She had no way to explain it properly.
Good thing that Cherie, however, did. "That hairtie was given to me by my grandmother." She got up to approach Ruby's grandmother. "She said that the person who gave it to her was someone she loved for a long time and never stopped loving. Could it be, you're...Nona?"
"And you must be Norie's granddaughter..." she raised her hand to untie the bonnet. Her ears popped out freely. "You almost look like the spitting image of her..."

are you going to continue this here now that the other thread is finished?

Nona smiled. "Perhaps it's destiny that our granddaughters would meet like this... Speaking of, are you sure you didn't try anything shifty while I was asleep?"
"N-n-nothing of the sort, grandma!" Ruby yelped. "I swear!" Her grandmother laughed.
"Oh, how it feels to be young, so carefree without the pressures of society... Oh, if only I could know how she felt..."
"Miss Nona," Cherie asked, "if you want...I can call my grandmother over. I'm sure that she'd be happy to see you."
She smiled. "I'm no longer the girl she used to know. She probably has a good life now, living with her own."
Ruby protested. "Grandma, please. I feel terrible for hiding this from you."
The little lady smiled. "If you think it right, then go ahead. I'll be getting dressed."

Ruby and Cherie went outside. Cherie crouched down, her hair tensing as she took deep breaths. After she gathered enough power, she howled at the sun, pushing every bit of air out of her lungs to make her call. Once she finished, she stood up and grabbed Ruby's hand.
Another howl erupted in the distance. The two girls leaned on each other. "Thank you, Cherie. I'm sorry if it's embarrassing, but...I just want my grandmother to be happy."
"I'm feeling the same too." Cherie kissed her forehead. "My grandmother told me this story so many times that...I wanted to help her someday. Meeting you, learning about our grandmothers...it's like I'm the luckiest girl in the world."
"You are."

They heard a rustling in the distance, then the noise of a loping gait over the forest. Soon they both came face to face with a massive midnight-black shroud, which parted to reveal a massive woman, muscular, scarred, and almost feral in appearance.
"Why did you call me, little one?" she growled, her voice sounding like a nightmare made manifest.
"Grammy...there's someone I want you to meet." Cherie looked back to find the door opening, and behind it was an old woman, wearing a white dress.

...

why is Santa flying Stennis Baratheon's flag?