Sarah

A dull, throbbing ache in your head is the first thing that you feel as your senses slowly fade back into focus. It's not quite painful, but enough to be annoying. Then, there's the sound of a slow, rhythmic beat. The feeling of something soft and malleable begins to make itself known on your face as the rest of your senses come back, one by one. The stench of booze and the sweet scent of sugar pervade your nostrils, before finally, vision returns to you. Cream colored fur greets your vision as you begin to finally wake up proper, and as you lift your head, you find that you were face deep in the massive breasts of a tiger woman, who still seems to be asleep. She's barely wearing anything, and you then quickly notice, so are you. Who is this woman? Why are you both in your skivvies? And perhaps most importantly, where are you? The events of yesterday are a blur, and you struggle to recall most of them. Looking around, it appears as though you're in somebody's bedroom. Streamers, balloons, empty bottles of booze, and half eaten slices of cake are strewn about the room as you take in your surroundings. You briefly recall something about a party, but for what, or who? A slight moan from behind you catches your attention as the tiger girl begins to wake up, slowly stirring as she seems to have suffered the same fate as you.