Chapter 16

March 13th

I'm about to shift the hell out of this trope.

Paige was dressed as sexily as she could get in a female wolf costume. The costume was actually really cute. The tan, brown, and gray furry body was tight on her and showed the outline of her full breasts with the smooth, shorter white "belly" fur of the costume. While her bottom was also full, it was accentuated by the fluffy tail. The costume shop owner swore it was appropriate for the convention. He was apparently one of the main suppliers of furry costumes in the area.

Her friends had wanted to come, but Paige decided this needed to be a solo act. She thought it might be awkward riding in a cab to the convention center, but it was just another reason she loved the city. The cabbie didn't even blink when she pulled her tail inside and shut the door.

She walked around the Fur-Con as it was called, taking in the shops. There were costume shops, accessories, artwork, and even furry porn, which seemed much more artistic than regular porn.

Paige followed a pack of furries around the convention center, talking to some and observing others. Animals of all kinds were talking to each other. Some people seemed to be furamous, those were the famous furries. Paige took in the happy feel of the room. Everyone was nice. Everyone was stopping to talk about their fursona, basically who they were and what their costume was melded into one. They all had cute names to match their fursonas and Paige had to do some quick thinking to come up with one because no one was using their real names. Some outfits were super sexy with anatomically furry correct parts. Some were anime-ish and some were incredibly detailed and quite realistic.

Paige felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to find a big bad wolf looking down at her. She couldn't tell if he was going to devour her, but the face of his costume was definitely more menacing than cute. "Don't you look like a lone wolf? Want to join my pack?"

His voice was deep as he raised his voice over the noise of the crowd. He'd had to lean down so she could hear and his snout hit her big fluffy ear. "Oh, sure. I'm new here," Paige said, raising her voice to be heard.

The wolf held out his paw. "Roman. I'm the alpha of the pack. Welcome to your first Fur-Con."

"Lupa," Paige said of the name she'd quickly made up.

Roman's big head nodded. "Latin for she-wolf."

"Yes," Paige said with a smile. He got it. "Did you know it's what the goddess Diana was called when she was in her wolf form?"

Roman's big head nodded again. "I did. Did you know it's also a name for Roman prostitutes?"

Paige was glad she had a huge costumed wolf head on to hide the blush. "No, I didn't. This is really something. It's so much fun."

"Wait until the after-party. You're coming, right?" Roman asked.

Paige shook her head. "I didn't know about it."

"You have to come. It's when we really let loose."

"When and where is it?" Paige saw one of the bears she'd met earlier approach. He was a big guy, standing well over six foot two. Barrel-chested described him perfectly. He looked as if he could pick her up with one hand. It was sexy for sure to see all that power contained in one man.

"Roman," he said with a dip of his dark brown snout in greeting.

"Griz. Have you met Lupa? She's new."

"I have," Griz said and put a big paw on her shoulder. "I was thinking of inviting her to the after-party."

"Oh," Paige said, feeling relieved the after-party was a real thing. She wanted to experience everything, but she wasn't stupid enough to go off with a stranger alone in a furry costume. "Roman was just telling me about it. When and where is it? Do many people go?"

"Yes, but it's adults only." The way Roman said adults only was the clue she needed. It was the sexual side of the fur-con.

"It's so much fun," Griz told her. "Normally we meet at private outdoor parks, but there's not one close enough to us. With this Fur-Con, we rented a giant private residence and decorated it. Some rooms are decorated as woods, some jungle, and there's a big ballroom for dancing. Some of us just sit and talk, or there's dancing. And of course, upstairs is where the real party is. It's just a good time to let loose. Stop being human and overthinking everything. Want to wear your full costume and meet new people, great. Want to wear nothing but ears and a tail and dance naked? Great. Want to really explore your animal side? Even better. But there's no pressure."

"It's about community. You're accepted no matter if you're a part of it for the erotic side or for the friendships. There are people from every walk of life so it's really cool to hang together in one place," Roman added. "The convention is fun, but it's hard to catch up with friends here."

This was outside of Paige's comfort zone, but she understood what they were saying. Book conventions were the same. You got the most out of them after the panels and such. It was when a group of bookworms was sitting together at the bar that the real connections were made. "Okay. I'll come. I need the address though, just to be safe. I'm sure you understand."

"Of course we do," Griz said before rattling off an address.

"My pack has a bus. We're leaving in ten minutes if you want to ride with us. I have some room for you and yours, Griz," Roman told the bear.

"Thanks, Roman. We'll meet you out front. Looking forward to talking more, Lupa." Paige watched Griz amble off to gather his friends. She tried not to laugh as the stubby tail on his butt bobbed back and forth as he walked away. It was really cute.

"I'll meet you out front as well. Thanks for including me," Paige said, smiling to Roman even though he couldn't see it under the head of her wolf costume.

"Great. You can't miss us."

Paige watched Roman head over to a pack of wolves who then turned to look at her and wave. Paige waved back and hurried to the restroom. It took a moment to get her paws off so she could text her friends and let them know where she was going. Then it was time for another adventure—one without body bronzer to ruin it.

The ride to the party was shorter than she expected. It passed quickly as she met the rest of the pack. There were males and females in the pack. Only the alpha female wasn't particularly welcoming. Everyone else was super nice.

They pulled up to an old brownstone where people were mingling on the sidewalk and up the stairs. Even though there were thick curtains covering the windows, she could tell the dance was on the second floor of the four-story building by the flashing of colored lights she saw through the cracks of the curtains.

"Roman!" a cute red fox vixen called out when they stepped out of the bus. She was in ears, a tail, a white bra and panty set, and some body paint. "Oh! You brought someone new."

The woman bounded up to Paige and kissed the tip of her snout.

"Foxy Moxie, this is Lupa. She's new," Roman introduced.

Moxie grabbed Paige's hand and began to pull her inside. "Oh! I love furgins! Let me show you around and introduce you to absolutely everyone."

Paige was pulled up the stairs as Moxie talked a mile a minute and introduced Paige to everyone they passed. The hallway that ran the length of the brownstone was packed with people. Moxie made her first right and entered a room that had been transformed into a breathtakingly beautiful wooded night scene. Large and small fake trees filled the room that was carpeted with lush green carpet. Foxes, wolves, bears, raccoons—they all mixed and mingled. Some were in full costumes like she wore. Others were like Moxie, part costume, part body paint. Still others were mostly naked. No one seemed to care either way.

"It's so freeing," Moxie said when she caught Paige staring at a man wearing nothing but a fur loin cloth. "No one judges you here. It doesn't matter what you do for a living, what race you are, or how much money you have. It doesn't matter in the animal world and it doesn't matter here. Come on, wait until you see the jungle!"

The jungle room was on the other side of the brownstone and was just as immersive. Tigers, jaguars, and leopards prowled the room. The next place Moxie took her was to the second floor—the ballroom. There was DJ Howl, a wolf, behind the turntables playing upbeat dance music. Again, people ranging from full costume to only wearing tails and ears and nothing else were dancing together.

"The top two floors are for the more erotic side of furries. Do you want to see it?" Moxie asked.

"See it? Don't they want privacy?" Paige asked and Moxie laughed.

"Animals don't have sex in private. They take what they want where they want it. That's what I mean about it being freeing. Come on, I'll show you. I wouldn't be surprised if Roman or Griz follow us up here." Foxy Moxie somehow got her tail to wiggle as she winked at Paige.

Moxie headed upstairs where the heat level increased both in terms of the number of naked people, but also in terms of the temperature. Sweat started to trickle down her back as they climbed the stairs. Moans and animal noises could soon be heard over the thumping bass of the music. The noises and the bass combined into a truly erotic sound.

"Gosh, it's hot up here," Paige said to Moxie as they entered the top floor.

"It sure is," Moxie said, moving her hips to the sensual sounds.

The forest was alive with the sound of mating, that was for sure. Everywhere Paige looked, there were animals in various stages of undress getting it on. There was an orgy on the huge couch. A wolf was taking a deer from behind over a table. A threesome of raccoons danced and fondled each other in the middle of the room.

Suddenly a paw closed over Paige's breast from behind. It was big, brown, and hairy. Paige tried to look over her shoulder, but her big wolf head made it hard to see. Moxie giggled and winked as she joined them in a slow grinding dance.

"I thought you might come up here, Griz," Moxie said as her smile widened. "And here's Roman."

Roman came up behind Moxie, and Paige's eyes went wide behind her mask. Roman was completely nude except for some wolf ears. Roman didn't need the costume to show that he was the alpha wolf. He was lean, cut, and built. And very horny as he ground against Moxie.

The hardness pressing into Paige's bottom was definitely not being held back by a bear costume. Paige twisted and saw enough to realize Griz had a big beard and no clothes on except for a pair of furry gloves that hooked onto his hands while still allowing most of his palms and fingers to be free. Something she was grateful for when he pinched her nipples and caused her to feel lightheaded with pleasure.

Moxie grabbed Paige's hips and the two began to dance together with the men bookending them. "It's getting hot," Paige said over the music. She meant figuratively and literally. Moxie nodded as if she got was Paige was saying. Moxie unzipped Paige's furry costume down to her waist. Paige felt cool as two hairy paws slid over her bra and cupped her breasts with very little between them.

The room began to spin. Moxie's gyrating figure began to blur. Then suddenly Griz went down and took her with him. And not in a fun way. In a blacked out, pile on, type of way.