[Vfw-times] Cassie story-The Furry Who Wasn't There
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The Furry Who Wasn't There
Written by & copyright of Earl Bacon Foxonian at aol.com
Featuring Cassie, Alex (Cassie's drummer), Rachel (Cassie's keyboardist),
Slim (Cassie's chief roadie) and Dominic & Carmelita (both created for this
Cassie, the Rock & Roll Vixen
Please read the prequil, "Quality Television" featuring Cassie and her band
All characters created by & copyright of Earl Bacon except Laretta, who
is created by and copyright of Andrew Cotton, Alex, who is created by and
Donna Fritz, and Vixina & Cloudchaser, who is created by and copyright of
Dominic wasn’t all that sure why he was here. He knew that the youngest
tended to hang out
at these kind of events. After all,if you survive by drinking someone’s
you try to get the best at hand? Yet,he was uneasy. It had only been 10
since the handsome, collie furry-morph became romantiaclly involved with a
named Carmelita. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Little did he know that she also happened to be a 300+ year old vampire.
he loved her dearly. It saddened him the day she told him that, despite
she couldn’t go on any more and wanted to release herself from the curse.
final night of passion, Carmileta walked over to the window of the bedroom
and as the
sun began to rise,stabbed herself in the heart with a wooden stake.
Dominic heald back tears as he remebered finding the dying vampire. As he
held her in
his arms, she whispered to him, "I’m sorry, My Love. I should never have
Forgive me..." With that, Carmilita’s body disintigrated from withered
flesh, to bone,
then to a pile of dust. Over the next ten years,Dominic discovered just what
old vamp had done to him. Unlike human vampires, the usual things that
didn’t seem to affect him. he could walk in the sunlight, wasn’t replused by
and (possibly due to his gentetic background) his skin was practcally
No wooden stake could ever work on him. He also didn’t seem to age.
The one thing, however, that replused Dominic about the change to his body
was the craving
for blood. He tried to use animals that he either found abandoned (like
or purchased (like rabbits). But, once he tasted the blood of a human or a
(in both cases, he tried to control the bleeding of two accident victims he
he discovered that nothing else would satisfy his almost insane craving.
Carmilita had left him a substantial amount of money in her will. The result
of 300+ years
of acquireing. This gave the collie-morph some discresion on how and where
his "food sources". Mind you, Dominic didn’t drink blood solely to survive.
ate regular food as most vamps did. But, without new blood to refresh his
own, his body
would slowly shut down and death would be the result. Dominic knew this
His personal disgust for his blood compulsion had led him a few years before
to try to
fight his cravings and to abstain from taking blood, no matter what happened.
It was the worst time of his life. It felt like he was being flayed alive.
The pain was
so severe,that he spend three days screaming at the top of his lungs. By the
the third day of his "fast," the hansome collie-morph looked like a thin, old
had spent his whole life in a POW camp. His eyes were wide and glossy and
was twiching errratically.
Suddenly, a knock on the door of the house that he was staying in. Dominic
With almost incredible speed, the collie-morph ran to the door and pulled the
dark-suited young man into the house, pinning him to the floor. As dominic
inch-long cannine fangs into the man’s neck, he was unconcerened about the man
or the pamphlets from the Mormon Church that lay strewn across the
Dominic closed his eyes drank and drank like a man who had been dying in the
and put his face into a water-filled pool. When he finished,the collie-morph
at his victim. The young-man’s body resembled a dried-out egyptian mummy.
had drained the man off all his blood. As he stood to rise, the collie morph
glimpse of himself in the mirror that hung by the front door. He was back to
his young, hansome self. It was as though none of the hell he had put
had ever occured. His pain was gone, plus he had an almost euphoric high.
Knowing that this man would be missed (especially if he was a Morman
Dominic began to prepare his departure. Since most of his possessions were
large mansion he inherited from Carmilita down in Mexico, he didn’t feel bad
torching this place. After all, he usually rented property in case an
this should ever occur and he would be forced to go "underground" again.
Making sure that
the body as well inside the house, the collie-morph went into the kitchen
turned on the
gas jets and closed all the windows. Just before he walked out and closed
Dominic thew in the lit match and ran.
"Man!, wasn’t that a great show, or what?" a very excited Alex said as she
the dressing room she shared with a gothic looking deer-morph femme named
you always say that after ever show we do." the deer femme said to the arctic
who was sitting in front of the other vanity mirror. "Yeah, I know," Alex
said as she
removed her stilletto heeled sandles and wiggled her white furred toes on the
end of her
human like feet. "Still, I think it was a good show." Rachel smiled and let
slight snort, before she resumed touching up her white-gothic makeup on her
"Sorry. We don’t want any!" the arctic fox exclaimed. ""Come in,it’s open"
The door opened to reveal a tall, red fox vixen morph with long, full
hair that went down her back to her tail root. The vixen had on a light blue
on her right side. The slit revealed two shaply-human-like legs and feet.
were covered in red orange fur that changed to black below her knees. The
light brown nylon seamed stockings hooked with garter straps on both legs.
The top of
the sleveless dress was low-cut, giving support to two large-sized shapely,
white fur-covered breasts. Around the vixen’s neck was an black leather
choaker with an
oval blue gem in the center. The overall look of the vixen-morph was that of
but sophisticated as well.
"What’s up, Cassie?" Rachel said to the vixen standing in the doorway.
Cassie began," Do you know a collie-morph by the name of Dominic?" "Dominic?
don’t think so. Why?" the deer-morph said as she began to walk over to where
was standing. "He claims to know you. Quite well. He’s over by the back
door. Do you
want me to have the security guys get rid of him?" Cassie asked. Rachel
she walked by Cassie and headed toward the door. "I’ll see what he wants.
Could be he’s
just another of my ex’s old friends looking for money. Don’t worry."
"Sure you don’t want me to come with you?" Alex asked. "I know a little
worry, kiddo. I can handle myself," Rachel said with a smile. "Thanks for
offer, anyway." "Be careful, Rachel. I’ll be near the backdoor talking with
we will be keeping watch." Cassie said as she followed the deer femme to the
Rachel approached the tall, collie-morph standing in the door, she didn’t
Cassie walking into the room next to the stage door.
She couldn’t take her eyes off the collie morph. Rachel felt her heart
racing in her chest
as she approached the most handsome furry-morph she had ever seen. In his
hand, he held
a single black rose that matched the one that the deer-femme wore around her
neck "I saw
your performance tonight, Rachel. Please take this from your biggest fan,"
Dominic said as
he held the rose out to Rachel. With trembling hands,rachel accepted the
roase and gazed
into the strangers’ beautiful eyes. She didn’t know what was happeneing to
her. Why was
she acting like this man was a god sent to make her wildest dreams come true?
she couldn’t resist. She felt like she would swoon any minute, but she
managed to keep
"T-th-thanks. You are named Dominic??" Rachel said in trembly voice. "Yes.
I am. And I
am in love with you. I hope you are me" Dominic then reached out and kissed
deer-femme’s hand. While this was going on,Cassie glanced over in the
direction of Rachel
and her "guest," She had to admit, dressed in that expensive tailored suit
the collie morph was certianly a looker. He obviously was quite well off,
his clothes. Yet, there was something about him, Cassie couldn’t quite put
her finger on
it, that struck her as odd.
"Slim, what do you make of that guy taking to Rachel?" the vixen asked the
otter in jeans
and wearing a T-Shirt that said:" Cassie’s band Road Crew". "Hmm.Looks like
a porn star or a business exec. Why do you ask?" Slim asked as he looked in
Rachel’s direction. "I don’t know. It’s none of my business who Rachel is
it?" Cassie said with a slight sigh. "Your damn right it isn’t." Slim began
and looked up at the vixen, "Look Cass. I know you care about Rachel, Alex,
and Laretta. But,they are big girls and know as much as you do and you are
mother. You have to think of yourself as just their boss and leave it at
band isn’t their life, nor should it be yours, dig?"
Cassie reached down and gave the otter a peck on the cheek and said "You're
usual, Slim. Now I know why I have you on staff." "And I thought it was
because I was such
a STUD!" the otter said with a perfectly straight face. "You wish!" Rachel
said as she
came over to join them. Cassie noticed that the collie-morph had left. "I
take it you
knew this Dominic fellow." Cassie asked. "Yes I do. And I love him a lot."
as she smelled the black rose.
Cassie was going to say something,but held her tougne. "Cassie,since this is
show for a while, how soon do plan to go back into the studio? I would like
some time with Dominic" the deer-femme asked Cassie gave Rachel a hug and
said "Not for
a bit. Spend as much time as you like with him. I’m so happy that you found
you love." "Thanks Cassie," Rachel began, I don’t think I been so happy."
As Dominic walked away from the stage door,he felt conflicted. Yes,he did
love the deer
femme from the moment he saw her playing her keyboards in this night’s
concert. But, he
also felt that he was betrying Carmilita in some way. True,she was dead, but
his love for
her was still as stong as it was now for Rachel. Then there was his own
could he tell her. Could he EVER tell her? It was the cowning irony of his
life. He came
to the concert looking for fresh game, but fell in love instead. At least he
not condemn Rachel to his personal Hell.
He vowed not to take her blood.
No matter what the cost.
But could he resist?
Time would tell.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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