Master Wrong

Chapter 1 - Furry Babysitter

"Suck it, bitch!"

"I'd have already sucked the life out of you if you'd HOLD STILL, BASTARD!

"AH! Careful, you're bending my straw the wrong friggin' way!"

There it goes again. This wasn't the first time Shake had this dream…this hot, wet, erotic-where was this going? Oh yeah!

Shake lay tired in his bed(living room chair), as he blinked his eyes open groggily, after yet another dream of some that he'll never achieve. "Damnit!"

"What's wrong, Sleepin' Beauty?"

"Meatwad, not now…"

"It was about a bitch, huh?"

"How did you…I mean no, like hell it wasn't!"

"Bull. Shi-T."

"Would you two shut the hell up? Bunch of dumbasses," Frylock grumbled as he floated out of the bathroom with a towel around his 'waist', indicating that he was in the shower.

"Hey! Who the hell are you callin' a dumbass, Dumbass?!"

"The milkshake, that's who!"

Master Shake was taken back, so he looked around the walls and down at the floor.

"I'm…I'm not dumb…a-and I'm not an ass," Shake said under his breath with the emotions of embarrassment and anger swirling through his head.

"Yes, you are."

"Shut up, Meatwad!"

"Look, Shake, just because you had a bad dream, doesn't mean you should breed wrath onto those around you."

"I don't know what you just said, Frylock, but you were unfortunately right about one thing—I woke up before she got off," Shake sighed sadly.

But just before Shake could respond, there was a sudden gentle knock at the door.

"Go away, Carl! Now's not the time!" Shake scolded through the door.

"Who's Carl?" Shake's eyes widened at the sound of a woman's voice replying through the door, and his frown immediately turned to a smile when he opened the door.

Standing there on the doorstep was a young woman…but not your normal young woman; she was an anthropomorphic wolf-like creature who was nearly as tall as Shake and a beautiful hour glass figure; her fur was dark green, and she had long, light green locks, and she had a matching underbelly of light green; her attire was rather showy, all she wore was a dark green strapless bra and matching jean shorts that were so short, her underbelly fur between her thighs could be seen.

The wolf woman's tail perked when she saw Frylock, "Hi, are you Frylock, the guy I talked with on the phone?"

"Uh…yeah…" Frylock replied while trying to find the right words, as his attention off her showy choice of fashion, "so, you're Olivia Haiten?"

"Yeah, I came to talk to you about the job application. I saw your ad on MySpace, and I TOTALLY needed a job."

"Um…ok? C'mon in." Reluctantly, Frylock welcomed Olivia inside; the entire time, Shake couldn't keep his smile off his face, his smile of how much he wanted to hit that.

"You're really pretty," Meatwad kindly complimented.

"Thank you. What's your name?" Olivia asked with a smile while leaning down closer to Meatwad.

"He doesn't have one! Don't worry about him!" Shake suddenly interrupted and wedged between the wad of meat and anthropomorphic wolf, but not before slapping Olivia's glorious behind.

"What is wrong with you?!" Olivia snapped.

"Nothin'! I'm protecting you from catching any diseases this little bitch could be carryin!"

"I'm not just talking about that! Touch me like that again, and I'm rippin' this off!" Olivia suddenly grabbed Shake's straw in a vice group, and she yanked it pretty hard.

"Ah! No, I need that!"

"Why?!"

"You wouldn't castrate a virgin, would you?!"

"Damn right I would."

…

"You seem perfect for the job," Frylock pointed out with an amused smile.

"What? Job? What job?!" Shake panicked.

"I sent out an ad looking for eligible babysitters; their top priority is keeping you and Meatwad out of trouble. Meatwad already likes her, and she seems ta know how ta handle you, so she's hired."

"So…so we're paying her?" Shake slowly processed.

"I'M paying her, so don't get any ideas, Shake," Frylock replied firmly, and then he looked at Olivia, "when are you free?"

"I just moved in across the street. I'm free anytime," Olivia calmly replied, but she kept a tight hold on Shake's straw.

"So, can you start today?"

"Sure can!"

"Great. I gotta go grocery shoppin'. Just keep an eye 'em." With that, Frylock handed her a twenty, and he went out the door, leaving Shake helpless with Olivia and Meatwad.

"Seriously, can you let go of my straw?"

"I don't know. Does it hurt when I do this?" Olivia suddenly grabbed the bending point of Shake's straw, and with a loud crack, she bent it straight up. Shake couldn't handle the pleasure; he let out a loud grunt a collapsed while his eyes rolled back into his head, and a peculiar white substance leaked out of his straw onto a puddle on the floor.

"Uh…what wuzzat?" Meatwad asked with surprise when he found out Shake was passed out.

"That was the ejaculation reflex, something all us Furries know of," Olivia replied while stuffing her twenty into her braw for later.

"Ok…but why?"

"It shut 'm up, didn't it?"

"Good point."

"Now, how about I make you some mac 'n cheese, Meatwad?"

"I would love some, thank you!"

"And if Frylock asks, he OD'd on pills, ok?"

When Frylock finally came back after an hour of grocery shopping, and holding two big brown bags of food, he was confused to find a passed out Shake on the floor, instead of in the recliner watching TV like he normally would be.

"Shake? Shake, wake up," Frylock demanded after putting the groceries down at the door, and he started nudging the cup.

"Huh…wha…"

"What are you doin' on the floor?"

"I…I can't remember…it all happened so fast…"

"Uh-huh. Where's Olivia and Meatwad?"

"I'm in here, Frylock!" Olivia called from the kitchen, and Frylock flew in with the groceries and was happy to see Olivia with a pot of warm macaroni and cheese.

"Where's Meatwad?"

"In his room napping?"

"Alright, not too bad for your first day on the job. Ya got Meatwad AND Shake ta go ta sleep in one day; took me years ta even stay at the TV."

"I'll take that as a compliment. Want some?"

"Nah, I'm good."

"Are ya sure…'cause that bitch'll still give it to ya…" Shake slurred when he came hobbling into the kitchen, his eyes were droopy and unfocused and he felt weak.

"What's he talkin' about?" Frylock questioned.

"Must've just had a vivid dream," Olivia shrugged it off, as if not knowing the real reason he was acting like that.

…

"Yeah, if you say so. Now, you wanna go home now and get another twenty, or you wanna watch Meatwad for another three hours and earn another twenty?"

"Meh, I don't care. Twenty's enough to buy me a pizza at the gas station."

"Alright. See ya!"

"Some of us sooner than later," Olivia growled under her breath when she walked passed Shake, who's eyes went a little wide at that. And a few seconds after Olivia walked out the door, Shake suddenly fainted again.

"Oh, and I knew she made you get off so hard that you passed out," Frylock pointed out softly.

"I'd like ta thank you, Frylock…but I ain't thankin' anyone…until we do the deed…" Shake groggily added without even bothering to get back up or open his eyes.

"Just don't disrespect her, Shake, she's a nice young woman."

"Yeah…a nice young woman with a nice ass…"

"Listen, I'm gonna stay outta this, but I don't want you two ta hurt yourselves."

"Don't worry…I got plenty a' lube…"

Don't like Furries? Then leave. Simple as that. Let's not make this awkward.

What can I say? I'm a Master Shake fangirl.

Until the next chapter, I'm TRikiD, bye-bye!