Chapter Three:

No Ones Watching.

Judy hit the X button in the corner of the web browser. A wave of guilt washed over her as she stared into the eyes of her family living on her desktop. If they only knew the things that she'd seen, there would be tears in those eyes. Uncontrollable sobbing wouldn't be far off either, she could almost hear her father screaming 'why'. The more her eyes lingered on their gazes, the more guilt she felt. The more guilt she felt brought on the filthy images that now lived in the back of her mind, it was a vicious cycle. The feel was so bad Judy almost imagined her family's gaze growing more concerned with each image that passed behind her vision. Quickly Judy closed the laptop the room growing considerably darker.

Two o'clock, the numbers on her alarm clock informed her, she'd been sitting at her desk looking through the mounds of smut for hours now. Her body ached in a way she'd not felt since she was in high school, maybe even more so. Tingling, prickly, sweating buckets under her soft fur. Her tall ears burning from the blush that seemed permanent now. Something throbbed deep inside of her.

Judy slipped her fingers under the band of her pants, when she touched her swollen lips, she winced. They were sensitive, more so than any of the times she'd gone in heat. Wet too, so much moisture, to the point that her panties and pants were soaked through.

Her head was spinning, her body hurting. There was no way she could go to bed without a shower. The once self deprecating voice in the back of her mind had quieted. It was replaced by a more reasonable voice, one that was trying to work everything out, file it away inside her brain so the smut wasn't just strewn about. Threatening to come out in polite conversation.

Judy giggled at the thought that she might let the term 'pearl necklace' slip while talking to Nick. That was when she realized. Why wasn't she more mortified by this? Why was she enjoying this feeling so much? Even the guilt felt good, like she'd done something and got away with it. Made her feel like a bad, bad bunny. The wild passion of being free to be as naughty as she wanted to be started to feed her excitement.

Another glance at the clock, there was no way she could be bright eyed and bushy tailed enough to go to work in the morning. With trembling hands she managed to get her phone and dial the number to the human resource office at the police department. It rang a few times, she half expected a machine to pick up, but she was shocked when a person answered.

"ZPD, human resources, Officer Dugass speaking, how can I direct your call." Tired voice muttered from the earpiece.

"Hey Jesse, it's Officer Hopps."

"Judy, this is unexpected." The once disinterested voice now sounded as if he were talking to a life long friend.

"Yeah, sorry to bother you at this hour. I'm calling about taking a personal day tomorrow. Could you find someone to cover my shift for me?"

"Not feeling it, huh?"

"Nah, my head just a little fuzzy from..." Judy stopped for a moment, her eyes going wide, shifting around the room nervously. "...stuff."

"Say no more, stress gets to us all sometimes. Not saying you can't handle it, you're a great cop, but you're not bullet proof. Everyone needs time off. Gimme one second to check some stuff."

Judy could hear him punching at he keyboard, while mumbling under his breath. At some point she'd heard her name and her badge number. The seconds ticked away. Judy's mind started wandering to the things she'd seen. The bright faced fox delivering more than groceries to the married wolf. What did she say...'thanks for coming.' A cheesy line that made Judy tingle. Sex was a disgusting, animalistic act that she never knew she wanted, until now.

"Alright," the officer finally said coming back to the phone.

Judy gasped and dropped her phone, luckily it landed on her foot and not the floor. An absurd thought played through her mind. What if he could read her mind? Quickly she picked up her phone, putting it to her hot ear.

"I'm sorry. I dropped my phone, what was that?" Her voice sounded guilty with a hint of a nervous squeak.

"S'arlight. It says here that you have two weeks worth of time off saved up, so no problem there. I'll fill out the paperwork for you and get everything set in motion. You don't have to worry about a thing, Hopps. Take it easy and I hope you feel better soon."

"Thanks Jesse, you have a good night."

Judy hit end on her phone dropping it on her desk. Now all she needed was a nice long shower and a warm bed. Maybe even a cold shower, she couldn't help but smirk at her own musings.

Judy returned to the bathroom, greeted once again by the cold overhead light. She kicked the door closed to keep the impending heat from escaping. The sound of the water exploding from the shower head engulfed the room. It still wasn't enough to quiet the blood throbbing in her ears. Her mind denied it, but her body was insisting she was ready for 'action'. It was a thought that only added to the dirty feelings she was having.

While she waited for the water to reach temp, she slipped out of her Action Bunny pajama shirt instinctively covering her breasts with one arm. She knew very well no one could be watching her, but living in a house of two hundred and seventy-five brothers and sisters left little opportunity for privacy. Judy thumbed the band of both her pants and panties, deciding it would be best to peel them away at the same time. The wet fabric smoothed the soft fur on her inner thighs on their way down.

"Baby's been a bad, bad bunny." Judy sung to herself, a spike of heat filling her ears.

"Kink shaming, for the win." Nick whispered in the back of her mind.

It sounded so real, so so close that she whipped around to see the closed door behind her. It was her mind playing tricks. "Or maybe...wishful thinking." The smooth voice chimed in again, her ears falling back tickling between her shoulder blades.

Judy smirked at her own internal silliness. She knew hormones could make a body do some crazy things, but this was new. "But not all together unpleasant, huh?" This time it was her voice that spoke, her mind running away with the thought.

Nick pulled the shower door open for her, beckoning her in with a swipe of his deft hands. She followed obediently, much the same as the fabled mice following the Pied Piper of Hamlin. They stared face to face under the warm stream of water. His green eyes as mystifying and aloof as always. That roguish smile made her weak in the knees, it had been that way since they'd first met. His body was easy to materialize behind her closed eyes. The body of the bright eyed delivery boy, the fur was already the right color.

"Nervous?"

Judy knew it was a fantasy, but his cadence was dead on. Soothing, comforting, but playful none the less. What was funny about all of this, she was nervous. This was the first time Nick had seen her naked, exposed, and in a desperate way. When he touched her shoulders, pulling her into a hug. He felt real, his scent so ingrained in her nose, that she could smell him beyond the linger lavender scent of her bathroom. Then came the kiss, Judy tried to ignore the fact that she knew she was making the face for real.

"No ones watching." Nick pulled from the kiss to reassure her.

Nick pushed her back against the cool shower wall, I felt good against her molten body. "What will it be, honey bunny?" A pet name, this fantasy had everything, well at not yet, she smirked.

There was an animalistic surge through her, bringing her hand to grip the top of the fox's head, pushing him down. In her mind's eye, he was obedient and hungry to please her. The soft kisses he traced on her lower belly tickled, it lured her hips closer to his face. The feeling of his chilly nose rifling through the soft layers of her white belly fur, brought a desperate moan. It echoed through the shower, making her self-conscious. Another moan whispered through her, this time it was Nick's deep throat noise soothing her back into the fantasy.

"I didn't know you had it in you, kid."

"Not yet..." Judy's trembling voice whispered. "...but soon."

A white hot sensation washed over her at the feeling of Nick's warm, wet tongue exploring her. Rolling along her swollen depth. Her fingers playing and gripping at his magnificently large ears, urging him to free her from this hormonal prison. Each moan she let slip was lost to Nick's hungry moans. She could see Nick's eyes closed, his mouth closing around her pelvis, the teeth from his bottom jaw gripping light at her backside. His nose buried in the wet fur on her belly.

Judy's legs grew weaker with each passing second, her breathing becoming labored. When Nick pulled his tongue from her, he finished her with a firm probing lick all the way along her slit. The climax so hard, she bit the knuckle of her index finger to stifle the frantic gasp that nearly escaped. Her whole body vibrated, buckling her knees. She slide down the wall to sit on the floor of the shower. When she opened her eyes, she was alone. Her fingers buried inside of her coated in her juices.

"Good girl..." Nick whispered in the back of her head, then he was gone as quickly as he'd materialized.

Judy felt a rush of guilt overtake her. What was she doing, fantasizing about Nick like that. He was her partner, her friend. Something like this could make the quiet moments at work awkward, distracting. Then something clicked in the back of her head, like a light bulb coming on.

"What if he's done the same thing, or feels the same way?" Judy hadn't even noticed she'd spoke out loud.

There was always a possibility that Nick thought about her that way. It was a well known fact according to the ancient texts she'd read, males think of sex and mating every thirty seconds. Nick always wore a relaxed face, so it would be impossible to tell if he was thinking of her in that way. Judy blushed at the thought of the stuff Nick might fantasize about. Further more she couldn't imagine that she would his type, but if not her what type of female's would Nick find attractive. A pang of jealous wash through her for no reason.

"I have got to get a hold of myself."

Judy gripped the sides of her head, closing her eyes tightly. Why was she feeling this way? Had she been repressing these emotions for Nick this whole time. It was true that Judy never felt so close to someone before. They'd shared so much time together, so many personal feelings. Maybe there was something more to this than just a partnership. The bet she'd made with him was going to come in handy in more ways then one.

Judy got up from the floor of the shower, giving herself a quick once over with the fur soap before rinsing off. Her mind lingered on Nick as if he were some kind of case to be cracked. When she got out of the shower she stepped onto the drying pad, a warm gust of air came from above and below. Judy worked her fur over with a soft bristled brush to keep if from frizzing. Once she was dry she went back into the bedroom to put on a fresh pair of pajamas.

The clock on the nightstand read three o'clock and not all was well with her. There was a fresh jumble of emotions and thoughts running through her head. Had her feelings been hindered by her eye opening experience on the internet? Maybe her hormones were pushing her to feel things that weren't real. There was always a possibility that this type of thing could ruin her friendship with Nick Wilde. She couldn't let that happen, she loved him.

"Oh Nick." His name hung from her lips, not because she was exasperated, but because the picture she took with Nick when he graduated Police Academy sat glaring at her from the nightstand. The way they looked at each other. The slight smile on his perfect muzzle. It caused butterflies in her stomach. The same butterflies she felt every time they touched, or every time he spoke to her.

In her mind the bet was off now, all she wanted to do was show him that he meant something more to her than just friendship. Judy touched the cool frame of the picture and let another sigh slip out. Judy opened the drawer on her nightstand pulling a notebook out, starting to writting something down. Her hand moving slow and precise, making sure that each letter she wrote was as beautiful as the one before.

When she was done, she folded the letter perfectly and slipped it into a pink envelope that lay in the draw. In a flourish she wrote 'For Nick' on the front, sealing it with a carrot sticker on the back. Once she dropped the letter off at the front desk of the ZPD her plan would be in motion.