Oddly enough, as the other movie patrons entered around us they barely took notice of the 12 foot giraffe woman. Some were too drunk to think anything of it, some were animals like my lovely giraffe friend, and others still seemed to think it was some sort of costume.
The movie was, to my delight, a silly road trip comedy about four nerdy guys who are trying to get to a nerdy science fiction convention. I found myself focusing on my giraffe girl to see the bits she was laughing at and more than once we caught each other's gaze. She had a beautiful chuckling giggle.
As the movie progressed I found myself more and more infatuated with Jessica. Her sense of humor was wonderful. I gulped as I snuck another gaze at her while she wasn't looking. She was looking more and more beautiful to me. Her tall lanky body, long slender limbs. Her ample chest, so huge to little human me. What cup size would she be, I wondered? The thoughts drew me to the logical image of what she'd look like naked. All patterned fur. What did her naughty bits look like? How would a human please such a big tall animal lady? What could she do to me in return? Didn't giraffes have awfully long tongues?
She glanced over at me gazing up at her and suddenly her eyes widened in surprise. I smiled dreamily up at her and she dropped her face shyly, smiling and blushing. I wondered what that little moment was about. During the last half of the movie I felt myself getting horny. There was no way around it, I wanted the giraffe girl bad. I wanted to kiss her, touch her, and make love to her. I found myself scratching the back of my neck a lot, then my chest, and soon to my confusion all of me was starting to feel very itchy.
Jessica kept staring down at me scratching as the credits rolled and there was a strange grin on her face. "Are you all right, Mark?"
"Yeah. Just a little itchy. I wonder if I'm allergic to something in here." I scratched my thigh absently and wondered why it was getting worse. God, her scent. Why didn't I notice that lovely perfume she had been wearing? It was a wonderful scent, so sweet and flowery. My arousal grew. And so, too, did my itching.
"Aw, my poor little man." Jess giggled. "Let's get you outside, see if it goes away, hmmm?"
The giraffe took my hand in hers and we raised from our seats, her gentle grasp on my palm driving me mad. Her soft fur, so plush, so smooth, seemed a million times more lovely to my touch. I found myself sweating involuntarily.
As we returned to the warm evening air I itched a little more but slowly the feeling began to fade. The all consuming lust for the giraffe hardly waned, however. If anything I wanted her more. The longer she held her hand in mine the more beautiful she looked. She batted her long dark lashes at me slowly, and I realized what her silly grin was. She knew. She knew what I wanted. It was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Ah! Better?" Jessica said sweetly.
"Y-Yeah." I nodded, squeezing her hand. "I guess something in there was rubbing me the wrong way."
"Pity." Jessica sighed softly. "I was going to suggest we get you out of those clothes, next."
I gulped. She looked down at me again, smiled the most sinfully devious smile I had ever seen, and let me soak it in. "Ah..." I said, snorting like an idiot. "Listen, I don't want to be forward, but..."
"Yes, handsome?" She leaned in closer, pressing me against her long curvy legs, and I could practically feel the heat against my face as it radiated from her loins. It was clear what we both wanted, and again I started to itch. Her scent. My God! I could *smell* her excitement, and all my senses seemed to buckle.
"Jessica..." I began, going pale, butterflies churning in my stomach. "C-Can we... can we go someplace more... uh, private?"
The giraffe nodded sweetly, stepped to my side, and lead me across the street. "Of course, sweetheart, of course. Just follow me."
She continued onward and we barely hid our outright lust. To hell with it. I reached up beside her long wonderful tail and pinched her ass.
The giraffe paused in midstride, turned her head back to me, and let out a breathy sigh. She was now flushed. I could see it on her face, and her bedroom eyes seemed to burn in intensity as she gently lowered her lashes. "Oh, Mark... I like that."
In return, my eyes bugged out as an incredible foot and a half of blue tongue snaked out of Jessica's mouth and twirled from one side of her muzzle across her lips before drawing back in with a wet slurp. "Wow." I said in shock, but this was nothing as the giraffe's other hand reached back and fondled my groin.
I grew rock hard in an instant and my pants tented under her grip.
"Ohhh..." She smiled. "What a big boy you are. I hope that's all for me."
"You, me, some place to fuck." I panted. "Now. Right now. Please." My itching returned, stronger than before, and I felt weird and tingly.
She offered a soft chuckle and nodded. "Yes, honey. Just a little further. Then you can have your way with me."
And our hand holding walk turned into a brisk jog as she lead me off the street, the last oil burning lamp falling far out of view, and into a secluded park surrounded by trees.