“That was intense!” you say out loud to no one in particular.
You stand up and pick Rachel up to admire her. The head is not detached like most fursuits. It’s attached at the neck with a zipper running up the back. As you lay Rachel down on your bed the doorbell rings. “Shit!” You had completely forgotten you had invited Zoe over a few days ago to hang out. She was another good friend. She was in your inner circle, along with Rachel, and she too admired you fursuit though not to the same extent as Rachel. Zoe was also another person you wanted to show the Chronivac to. You take Rachel and lay her out on the bed as an idea hits you.
You head to the door and invite Zoe in with a sly smile.
“I don’t like that look, you always give that me that smirk when you have a plan which involves me!” Zoe was perceptive and was good at reading people.
“Well it involves Rachel too,” you reply, “though I doubt you’ll believe me when I tell you.”
“Oh Rachel’s here?”
“Sort of…” You trail off as you motion for her to follow you up to your room.
As you both step into your room Zoe exclaims. “A new fursuit? Did Rachel get one finally? The red is the same color as her hair!” She walks over and touches Rachel’s arm and seems captivated as she let her hand glide along the fur. “It's so soft... and warm… I’ve never been interested in wearing a fursuit but this has me… well…”
“Aroused?” You whisper into her ear.
Zoe jumped as she turned around not realizing you had snuck up behind her. “Well… errr…” she flustered as she collected herself and straightened out her skirt. “No… it was just so soft and felt so cozy. Sick perv!”
“I wasn’t the one getting turned on over a fursuit.”
“Ha yes you do. Your fursuit is as much for RP’ing as it is for self pleasure or so you’ve said to me!”
“Guilty; but I didn’t know you were into it!”
“I’m not!” Zoe was blushing cutely as this point – she totally was into it at least for the Rachel-fursuit; though, Rachel’s lust could be the root cause of the arousal. Zoe tried to change the conversation’s focus, “So where’s Rachel?”
“You were just petting her…”
“Ha! Very funny.”
“This is the part I said you wouldn’t believe.” You answer as you motion over to where the Chronivac is on your desk.
Zoe looks over curiously and notices the new machine in your room. “A new computer. Still, that doesn’t tell me anything.”
“It’s a Chronivac.” You say pointing at the Chronivac. “That is Rachel.” You say pointing at the fursuit on your bed.
Zoe remains speechlessly puzzled.
“It’s really not a joke. I’ll prove it. Put that fursuit on.”