/hmofa/ camel fic

"-And what's unique about the Camel's biology is that the actually conserve water by using the humps on their back
>"But. When reproducing they tend to be cumbersome. *Blah blah blah*
>You just had enough about biology shit
>All you need to know about biology is that of how it creates hangovers in the morning
>And by this comment you're Anon
>A college student, specifically planning on making a revolution that will shook the foundation of education
>Just kidding, that's just a thought and you may never achieve it because you are autistic about being a Nigger-buster (Police)
>"Psst, Anon"
>You looked behind and see your friend, al melwah
>She's been your friend for 4 months now in this school and the two of you stick like 'Ellis and Keith' from L4D2™
>in short the two of you are friends before you two even talked
>"I'm having a hard time on this"
>She shows you a anatomy diagram of a human
>Of course: Biology
>Welp it's your cue now
"Sure, I'll help just give me a minute"
>You packed up you backpack, and your wristwatch vibrated and the bell cued in harmony with it
>ColdAndCalculated.wav
"C'mon this way"
>You refer al melwah towards the unused room in the middle of the school back
>The place has always been a desert
>By that you mean outside of the school
>Ever since the small lake got drained by thirsty corporations, what's left of it became owned by liberals that wanted to make use of empty lands
>for many reasons it succeeded and now your here, helping a Camel to study.
>You can't but think of erotic thoughts as the heat creeped in your collared shirts

...

>Be Anon, cleaning nuggets off your computer
>Your face when, you fantasize about you Camel friend for no particular reason at all
>Or is natural?
>Nahh, beastiality is basically taking advantage on animals
>To you and your parents to say a least
>You turned on the only working speaker on your computer and let american jazz take you smoothly
>Yeahh, that's the smooth
>Your parents are lucky that they bought you an old american computer that was smuggled in this here country
>The first time you held this computer, you read out loud the brand 'Macintosh' on the label
>You don't know what that means but still, a computer is a computer
>Although it doesn't explain why it's fully named 'Apple Macintosh' on the label.
>Blinking your eyes, you are amazed of how music can be a aspiration in life
>You rested your back on the scribbled wall and looked at the 'clean' floor
>There were stains and other bodily fluids on the edge of the room-floor, but the dust were at least thoroughly cleaned out
>A clean house, a working computer and properly dressed you meant one thing-
>*Knock x2* "Anon! You in here?"
>Is that you have guest to please
>Darting towards the door you turned to knob and opened the door
>A sound of clip-clops resonated the room, as the obvious cause was on your Anthro Camel friends hump
>She was carrying a ladder
>But not just any ladder, it was an expensive, sturdy: Step ladder
>Truly a simple thing
>" Good evening Anon, I brought the ladder as requested-" she un-leaned back and carefully dropped the step ladder, making a sound thud as her milk glands bounce abo-
>"Anon"
>You flinched after you blinked in rapid succesion
>A warm blush covered your cheeks as you tried to out an apology
>But what will you say?
>'Sorry for staring at your boobs'
>'Haha, I was just lidding aly, no need to get nervy he he'
>Damn, the last part made you sound like a creep
>Suddenly a pressure on your hand snapped you out of your apology brainstorm
>she cupped your shoulder with her familiar distinct hand
>Then shake your shoulder and said

>"Anon, can you help me with this"
>you slowly opened your eyes and see melwah, slowly ascending at the step ladder while pointing at the ribbon
>"Come now Anon, you say that you'll cooperate when we tie your room together"
>realization hits you
>of course
>you tell her that why didn't she remind you of it
>"Because you're forgetful Anon, since you keep typing on your, er, Computer whatsis called. you always visit the site when there is a chance.
>she referring to your hobby of browsing /BRED/
>she never saw you watch the webms in that thread, you were new to that infamous board and you were in a single man mission to ruin their interspecies degeneracy
>or at least you "tried" because everytime you comment that offends them, they will always retaliate with hateful words such as, "fuck you" as an example
>though internet is slow cause: old PC, you still can manage
>back to IRL
>you carried the ribbon and walked toward the heavy camel anthro
>the artificial light bulb is flickering, indicating that outside was dangerous because of either sandstorms or the sun lasers
>your room was not-so-average afte all, with only a single window and a spacious floor, you could not mistaken this as a shed because this was a shed by the rich people who once lived on this former lake.
>come to think of it, that's maybe the reason why the tribal Camels started to settle in the modern world because they were desperate for water
.

>"Anon, give me the red ribbon please"
>you nod and hand her the red ribbon
>your still Anon, and right now you were trying your hardest to stare at the wall
>particularly since undergarments in this region is so underrated because of the heat in this desert
>as a result you find yourself ogling at al's supple ass, firm yet very sens-
>you quickly look at a wall of your 'home'
>instead you should focus on the past so you can distract yourself from the present

>a long time ago, when you were the abandoned by your original family.
>most likely after the civil conflict
>you were adopted in the spot by a very conservative family, one that strictly forbids you from marrying a anthro
>the mother as it turns out was very infertile due to some biological result, the father is the same too with his sperm missing tails or something.
>they gave you shelter(this shed), they gave you luxury (your ancient computer), and most importantly they gave you food( mostly crackers and carbohydrates) and water (though it is a new pump from outside, the water is still contaminated with underground dirt)
>and they are against Anthros because of an unexplained disappearance of your uncle
>"W-woah"
>the ladder rattled and you instinctively held it still
>it stopped but not before looking up
>al melwah was staring at you, her eyes focused on your eyes as your eye 'incidentally' focused at her exposed camel vagina
>it looked a black-pinkish and moist, fantasies ran wild as-
>"Ahm, Anon"
>your attention was snapped back to al
>she just stood there with an unreadable expression on her face and her tail swished for a sec before again
>"uhm, Let's continue shall we"
>she goes back to rearrange the ribbons on your room
>you pitched in to see what she is doing
>she was currently doing the same thing over and over again: fiddling with the ribbon
>is she doing this on purpose?
>...
>nah, she'll  maybe say that she's done soon
>for now you flee the scene as you kept staring at her while she swayed left and right with her boobs being with the notion coincidentally
>You kept yourself cool when you put enough distance with her, at least it's finally almost finished
>But you can't figure out what the familiar feeling that you are having in the back of your mind
>Hold on a minute, Oh no; the assingment

>Be Anon, the helpful eccentric
>Staring at the distance while someone carrying you
>And right now you're considering why you didn't ask your parents why they didn't bought you a blindfold instead of a coin container that resembles a pig, and jotted with colorful charcters, not those anthro ones mind you
>It was shaped like a pre-anthrofied pig
>At least you'll save enough money for a rope perhaps?
>Or maybe it's a old vintage in the past, possibly
>While you gazed at the wasteland looking ass desert a paw shook your legs
>"Anon! Why do you keep staring at the distance?"
>Spinning your head to face al, she smirked at the position the two of you were
>Currently you were riding her, in her back "hump" of course
>She said it was alright she said, you wont fall she said
>But she was right and now you were wishing that you did
>"Heh, enjoying this Anon?"
>No of course you aren't, because you were actively groping her large breasts of a busts
>You replied that you are not, and saying why she thinks that this is a good idea
>"It's because the area we're travelling to is far and your human body is not made to sweat almost non-stop at the plain sun"
>Now you remember why yo-
>"Ahh-"
>That was al!

>Your now falling
>Unexpectedly of course
>It happened so fast that you could see blurs while weightlessness gave your body a tome of pain
>You can feel yourself spinning and at the same time trying your best not to barf your contents inside your stomach
>al wasn't faring any better too
>Her camel body can only do much when falling down
>You can see glimpses of her flaying her limbs trying to hold on to something
>When the world stopped doing random motions, you clenched your hand into a fist and felt something soft and fatty
>You blinked rapidly and looked up to see al blushing up a storm because...
>"Ekk! A-ANON WHATAREYO-"
>You in instinct jump off her(not literally), and apologized profusely that it makes Asian bows a better one
>"I, I forgive you Anon"
>You sighed in relief
>She strides towards and leaned next to your ear
>"But I wouldn't mind if you do it again♥"
>Your breathing hitched as her hot breathe sensation it strangely erotic without a reason
>Naturally you blushed and blush Hard
>And finally, you get up and turn to her and said
"I-uhhh, do you have water?"
>Smooth, real smooth; forgetting what was about to be said I clicked my tongue discretely and stormed on
"I think, we need to have a drink"