Disclaimer:Minerva Mink Newt belong to Warner Brothers. All I own is the story.
The changing heart.
By:Rock Raider.
Out in a lush green forest, a white anthro mink was taking a jog in a field. Around her, several animals stopped whatever they were doing just gawked at her. However, the curvaceous mink didn't seen to notice, or even care. A lot of men went after her for her attractive look she knew a lot of men wanted to see her in their beds, nude. But she wasn't willing to take just anybody, she was looking for somebody who would make HER brain slip out her ear instead of the other way around. In the nearby bushes, a large gray furred wiener dog with a red nose black floppy ears was waiting for her to approach. He was wearing a red collar an evil smirk.
"This time I'll get that attractive animal for sure." The dog said. "My master really wants that pelt who am I to disappoint?" He waited patiently for the mink to approach once she was close enough, the dog leapt out from behind the bush with the axe raised, however, he made the mistake of looking down her cleavage begun to get like the other men. He also did flip-flops around the area, making old-fashioned car-horn noises bell ringing. He eventually flopped to the ground, out of energy. He then watched as the mink ran off, not even noticing he was there. He looked at her saw she got away from him again. He snapped his fingers. "Snap! I goofed up again." The dog said. "I need to hurry. I gotta have her by tomorrow or my master will disown me." He got up ran off to formulate another plan.
Later that day, the mink was in a pink, one piece bathing suit swimming through the lake outside her house. Newt was nearby with a steel cage, smiling sinisterly. "This will nab that curvaceous creature with little effort." He said to himself dove into the water. He swam down until he was at the lake bottom, placed the cage on a nearby rock lifted up the door. He then swam under the rock he placed a laminated magazine with a picture of an attractive male mink inside. The mink looked down at Newt's little excuse for a trap saw the magazine. She then got all like all the males who saw her. She swam like a bullet towards the magazine. However, before Newt could spring the trap, she was out, looking at the magazine like a lovesick puppy. Newt swam up into the cage to see what the problem was the door closed, locking him in. Later, he scuttled up to the surface, still in the cage.
Somewhere around 5:00 PM, the mink was seen taking a bath at the pond. She was in a purple-ish pink bathrobe with her hair wrapped up in white towels. She brought with her a back scrubber, some soap, a lather-builder some shampoo. She looked at the shampoo smiled.
"Shampoo." She said to herself. "A girl's best friend." She threw the towels off her hair let it fall back, she then slipped off the bathrobe stepped into the pond. However, the bottom was all muddy being massaged by Newt, who had a snorkel goggles on.
"This time." Newt thought to himself. "Minerva won't be getting away from me. This is my last chance to get that pelt for my master come heck or high water, I'll get it to him. When she sits in this mud, the lack of friction will send her into the cage below." Unfortunately, his chances of that happening had become slim to nill. He never got a chance to finish before he saw her sit in it. His hormones went completely out of control now. His body turned into that of a gray rockets burst out of the water. He flew off into the sky in spirals. He landed outside the forest in what appeared to be a road. He shifted back into a dog his lower body hit the pavement. Soon afterward, he sat up in a daze. "Oh no." Newt said to himself. "Now what will I tell my master when I come back without that mink's pelt?" He asked himself, then, lightening cracked through the sky. He looked up it started raining. "Oh no. My master is furious." He grudgingly got up walked down the road.