Just as Dillon’s evening couldn’t get any hotter, the doorbell rang. “Hey, Tess! You there? We need to talk about next month’s rent.” Said a male, gruff voice.
The little chameleon got the most cockblocking kind of déjà vu. “Let’s just pretend we’re outside...” He suggested, but Tess couldn’t hear his tiny high pitched voice.
“Yes, I’m here! Just a minute, please!” She said. She looked down at herself and realized she was a mess. She dried off with a towel and quickly headed to the closet to get some fresh clothes for her taur body.
“Tess, we should...” Dillon poked his head out between her boobs, but she nonchalantly pressed down on Dillon’s head with a finger, forcing the little thing into her soft hiding place.
“Shh!” She simply ordered Dillon to be quiet. “I don’t have any clothes for you and I don’t want to have to explain anything to him!”
Dillon felt a bit taken aback. He could have hidden somewhere else but Tess had just decided for the fastest solution without taking Dillon’s dignity into account.
After looking at herself in the mirror Tess headed to the front door and opened it. “Sorry for the wait, Phil!”
Behind the frame stood a slightly out-of-shape half-donkey half-man disgrace for anyone’s sight. He hadn't found the opportunity to change his clothes after ripping his pants with his huge donkey butt so he just wore an ill-fitting shirt and some slightly shredded briefs that didn't cover the entirety of his package.“Haaaawww! Oh, excuse my manners, it’s just, you’re beautiful today.” Phil’s donkey tail lifted up excitedly, a slightly perceptible natural stench abandoning his anus as it finally breathed some fresh air.
Tess grimaced with disgust at the monstrosity in front of her. “Err... Thanks...”
Dammit! Why now of all times? The bitter irony of it all was that Dillon’s wish for the landlord to become a humiliating donkey was bitting him back in the butt! Now poor Tess had to suffer the nasty sight of that equine rear!
Phil took the liberty of entering Tess’ apartment without asking. “Oh, I love what you did with the drapes.” He inspected and touched every little trinket he saw in the hopes of making small talk. “Mind if I sit down here...?” He pointed at the sofa where Tess and Dillon had been kissing on a few moments ago.
“Well,” Tess began. “Actually, I’d prefer if...”
“Oh, thank you!” Phil let his heavy donkey bum fall on top of the sofa. He really took his sweet time making sure his asshole was less itchy by scratching it against the surface. “Haaaaw! I wish I could afford a sofa like this!”
“So... did you have anything to say about the rent...?” Tess asked, growing impatient.
“Oh I sure do! We switched to a more efficient power company...” The donkey said.
“Uh-uh.”
“That’s not all, the new power plan has a lot of advantages and...” He rambled on and on about how it not only increased the available power per month but was also much more eco-friendly. “...Which translates into a 70$ raise on the rent.”
“Yeah, they told me already.” Tess said, bored to death.
“Oh?” The half-donkey was surprised. “Let me guess, it was Dillon.” Tess nodded and Phil grimaced a bit inwardly. That little chameleon was making himself very popular with the ladies, something you wouldn’t expect from a few inches tall lizard. What was so special about that cold blooded guy?
“Talking about Dillon... I’m thinking about giving full time naturism a try too, what with my pants constantly ripping themselves apart. What do you think, would you enjoy the view?” He lifted his shirt slightly revealing part of his hairy belly.
Suddenly both Phil and Tess were startled by a little chameleon jumping out from the former’s breasts. Dillon couldn’t hold his breath or his tolerance for Phil’s lousy pickup lines anymore.
“What... the haawww?!” Phil screamed and brayed, still unable to curse normally. Tess helped Dillon get to the floor safely.
Dillon awkwardly tried to stand on his two feet, but he fell on all fours. “Er... Hello, Phil.” He screeched.
“What’s the meaning of this charade?” Phil asked incredulously.
“Err... He was just hanging out with me while he casually and non-sexually practiced naturism?” Tess said.
“So he was practicing naturism... inside your cleavage?” Phil asked.
Dillon smiled innocently from the floor. He quickly wiped away some dried cum that had gotten stuck on his hind legs.
“Well, alright. We’re dating. Kind of.” Tess confessed. “It’s just, I didn’t want to cause a scene.”
Phil seemed shocked for a few seconds but then he just laughed. “Ah, of course...! I understand. But you didn't have to worry about that. It's not like I'm known for holding grudges or anything. No sir, I'm a gentleman!” He tried his best to swell up his chest with pride but he only managed to make his belly flop down like jello.
Having cleared that up, Tess reminded him that the AC needed to be fixed. Not long after that, Phil excused himself to leave the apartment. But right before that happened...
“Oh, Phil, could you carry Dillon back to his apartment?” Tess asked him. “You know how small he is, it would be terrible if something nasty were to happen to him on his way back.”
“Sure, no problemo!” Phil said with a wide smile. Tess handed him Dillon, whom Phil picked up by his tail. Right after Tess closed the front door however, Phil's expression completely changed and he looked at the thing he was holding with the same eyes as if he had just picked up some random dog turd from the floor.
Dillon looked at the giant donkey man holding his naked body by his tail and his lizard skin turned a pale shade of blue as he wondered if he really was any safer being in this clearly jealous man's hands.