Brian is smiling during the short walk to her bathroom, her cum dripping from her fur as she inhales the sent of her sex splattered over herself. Actually, it doesn't smell too bad to her. Not too bad at all. “Hmm. Maybe... I can make my spray smell like this.” She says happily as she steps into the tiled room.
After learning drying off is a little bit of a pain with the fur, Brian finally gets back to her room. She giggles at the sight of the her cum still on the bed and the floor. “Now what am I going to do about that?” She asks, deciding to deal with it shortly, wanting to get dressed and take care of one detail first.
Brian pulls on a red halter-top that leaves a nice amount of her bust exposed, pulling on very dark purple, pleated mini-skirt that is shamelessly inadequate for her cock and balls. She also finds a pair of short, but sexy heels. With that, she turns to walk to the living room, only taking a few steps to feel comfortable in the heels, something about her swap making them feel comfortable, although her flaccid cock and balls swing a bit with her walk, making her giggle again.
She quickly locates her drivers license. Brianna Wilson. She shakes her head. “No. Certainly not.” With that, she walks back to her room, searching for a jewelry box, her eyes glittering as she finds it, “Alright. Now I'd better have the right kind of gem.” She coo's out as she pulls out a silver necklace with a glittering ruby set in it. With no hesitation, she copies the name to herself, beaming as she looks to see “Ruby Wilson” on her drivers license, smiling at this. "Ruby. Lovely."
Now about her cum-soaked room...