She stood in the doorway; he long multicolored hair cascaded down her shoulder in loose curls over the thin strap of her black tee shirt. Tall boots climbed her leg to her knee, above which was bare to the hem of her short skirt. Her breasts pressed against the tight fabric of her shirt and displayed her erect nipples prominently. She tilted her head with a little grin. “Are you Madeline?” The young woman asked.

Maddie was not an old woman by any means, but as she guessed, she could be the mother of the young woman in front of her. She smiled at the young woman “You must be Rainbow.” Maddie knew the name was fake, and didn’t blame the young woman. She stepped aside and Rainbow entered the hotel room. “Call me Maddie.” She said as she closed the door. She wore typical business attire – a blouse and a pair of trousers; her coat hung over the back of a chair.

Rainbow looked around the room; there was nothing out of the ordinary – a bed that hadn’t been slept in, a single carry-on bag, a laptop was set on the small excuse for a desk. “Are you here for the convention downstairs?” she asked the older woman.

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Arja held up the clothing that Ari had laid out for her and furrowed her brow. “Where’s the rest of it?” she asked. The human woman stood nude in the flight deck of the small craft. The pale skin of Arja’s face was marked with tattoos around her eyes and lips; long black hair with a single streak of red emanated from the top of her head and fell to one side, revealing the shaved sides of her head.

“That’s it.” Ari called back from below deck. The not-quite human woman popped her head up through the floor hatch and grinned at Arja. “Well that and a collar.” Ari’s skin was hidden under a light coat of gray fur – a color uncharacteristic of her race. Straight white hair fell in sheets from her head.

Arja closed her eyes and grit her teeth. “Is there any particular reason why you suddenly want to humiliate me?”

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Little Chloe climbed into the big bed; her ten year old form covered only in an oversized tee shirt. She was quite small for her age; short compared to the other girls in school, and showed almost no hints of development. Her cropped blonde hair shone in the moonlight coming through the window.

She knelt on the bed, bent over on all fours. Someone standing behind her would have gotten a hell of a view of her hairless puffy pussy, and firm round ass. She piled up pillows under her belly for support, and rested her flat chest against the bed. Then she waited.

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Chelsea shot up from her bed with a gasp. She looked around the darkened room with wide, panicked eyes. Her heart pounded in her ears for what felt like forever.

Nothing. There was nothing in her room.

She wiped the sweat from her brow and swallowed hard a few times. She took a few deep breaths to calm down. “Just a dream” she muttered to herself. She looked at the clock. 2:30 AM.

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