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Bryan: Sorting under "Unexpected"

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	Pittsburgh was an ugly city, or so James thought as he drove along the highway back from a remarkably unpleasant convention. It had held such promise, as an arranged plan he’d worked out with another who needed a roommate, and one of the few times his car was actually working. He’d spent quite a fortune having it repaired, simply because of the promises this erstwhile friend had made about the good time they would share in Pittsburgh.		Pittsburgh was an ugly city, or so James thought as he drove along the highway back from a remarkably unpleasant convention. It had held such promise, as an arranged plan he’d worked out with another who needed a roommate, and one of the few times his car was actually working. He’d spent quite a fortune having it repaired, simply because of the promises this erstwhile friend had made about the good time they would share in Pittsburgh.

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	Pittsburgh was an ugly city, or so James thought as he drove along the highway back from a remarkably unpleasant convention. It had held such promise, as an arranged plan he’d worked out with another who needed a roommate, and one of the few times his car was actually working. He’d spent quite a fortune having it repaired, simply because of the promises this erstwhile friend had made about the good time they would share in Pittsburgh.		Pittsburgh was an ugly city, or so James thought as he drove along the highway back from a remarkably unpleasant convention. It had held such promise, as an arranged plan he’d worked out with another who needed a roommate, and one of the few times his car was actually working. He’d spent quite a fortune having it repaired, simply because of the promises this erstwhile friend had made about the good time they would share in Pittsburgh.

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	Pittsburgh was an ugly city, or so James thought as he drove along the highway back from a remarkably unpleasant convention. It had held such promise, as an arranged plan he’d worked out with another who needed a roommate, and one of the few times his car was actually working. He’d spent quite a fortune having it repaired, simply because of the promises this erstwhile friend had made about the good time they would share in Pittsburgh.		Pittsburgh was an ugly city, or so James thought as he drove along the highway back from a remarkably unpleasant convention. It had held such promise, as an arranged plan he’d worked out with another who needed a roommate, and one of the few times his car was actually working. He’d spent quite a fortune having it repaired, simply because of the promises this erstwhile friend had made about the good time they would share in Pittsburgh.

MatthiasRat: New page: == An Unexpected Stop == ==== By Charles Matthias ==== Pittsburgh was an ugly city, or so James thought as he drove along the highway back from a remarkably unpleasant convention. It had ...

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New page: == An Unexpected Stop == ==== By Charles Matthias ==== Pittsburgh was an ugly city, or so James thought as he drove along the highway back from a remarkably unpleasant convention. It had ...

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	Gwyn watched him for a moment, her dimpled smile returning to her face uncontrollably. “Hold on, I’ll be right back with you know what.” She then left the barn, leaving James alone with the magnificent beasts.		Gwyn watched him for a moment, her dimpled smile returning to her face uncontrollably. “Hold on, I’ll be right back with you know what.” She then left the barn, leaving James alone with the magnificent beasts.

	His gaze swam over to the other jenny, and he was quick to rub her head too, standing between them, adoring their lovely attention as they pressed close. Their fur was not particularly soft, but it did feel nice underneath his hand, and their ~~noes~~ were warm and he could feel their breath hot upon his flesh at every exhalation. When he ran his hands down to the end of their noses, their thick lips felt around inside his palm, as if looking for the goody that they ~~ex[pected~~ would be deposited there. It felt so strange, to have those lips fondling his flesh that he allowed them to continue for a moment, as he burned the memory of that sensation firmly in his head. It was one that he would like to recall at any moment.		His gaze swam over to the other jenny, and he was quick to rub her head too, standing between them, adoring their lovely attention as they pressed close. Their fur was not particularly soft, but it did feel nice underneath his hand, and their noses were warm and he could feel their breath hot upon his flesh at every exhalation. When he ran his hands down to the end of their noses, their thick lips felt around inside his palm, as if looking for the goody that they expected would be deposited there. It felt so strange, to have those lips fondling his flesh that he allowed them to continue for a moment, as he burned the memory of that sensation firmly in his head. It was one that he would like to recall at any moment.

	But before he knew it, those heads were turning back to barn door. His own followed them, and he saw Gwyn returning, a pair of apples in a bag, and a knife in the other. She laughed as she passed by Malcolm, who appeared injured in that he was being denied the treat. She patted him on the side of the head and smiled, “I’ll bring you something later.” That appeared to satisfy him, though he did still seem to be put out a bit.		But before he knew it, those heads were turning back to barn door. His own followed them, and he saw Gwyn returning, a pair of apples in a bag, and a knife in the other. She laughed as she passed by Malcolm, who appeared injured in that he was being denied the treat. She patted him on the side of the head and smiled, “I’ll bring you something later.” That appeared to satisfy him, though he did still seem to be put out a bit.
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	James waited for her to come to his side by the two jennies, who were pressing firmly against the front of their stalls, very eager to taste the sweet fruit. Gwyn began to slice it up neatly with the knife, and she handed James the slices from the first apple. He held them and looked at the Jenny, whose lips were parting in sweet delight.		James waited for her to come to his side by the two jennies, who were pressing firmly against the front of their stalls, very eager to taste the sweet fruit. Gwyn began to slice it up neatly with the knife, and she handed James the slices from the first apple. He held them and looked at the Jenny, whose lips were parting in sweet delight.

	“Just place them one at a time under their ~~mouth’s~~, they’ll do the rest,” Gwyn assured him as she sliced the second apple up, being careful never to cut herself with the knife.		“Just place them one at a time under their mouths, they’ll do the rest,” Gwyn assured him as she sliced the second apple up, being careful never to cut herself with the knife.

	James nodded, and then held out his hand for the first of the two donkeys. He placed only a single slice into it, the juicy pulp of the apple sweet smelling in the evening air. The jenny lowered her head and wrapped her lips about the apple slice, drawing it into her mouth in one neat motion. He could hear her chew for only a moment before her lips began questing for another.		James nodded, and then held out his hand for the first of the two donkeys. He placed only a single slice into it, the juicy pulp of the apple sweet smelling in the evening air. The jenny lowered her head and wrapped her lips about the apple slice, drawing it into her mouth in one neat motion. He could hear her chew for only a moment before her lips began questing for another.
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	Those pleasing agents massaged his face, gently stroking down his forehead and across his nose, tugging a bit at his lips. He closed his eyes a moment as he felt his façade darken, contorted from its normal shape into something entirely new. His ears swirled and stretched above him, far above him, even as he felt his hair pull back along his head and neck. In fact, his neck had lifted him up from the ground a great deal, and he could feel a supple power reside within its new sinews. Lips parted and let out a sound that could not have possibly come from a human throat, and his tongue felt around at his strangely organised teeth, the pattern being one he’d often imagined, but had never expected to feel.		Those pleasing agents massaged his face, gently stroking down his forehead and across his nose, tugging a bit at his lips. He closed his eyes a moment as he felt his façade darken, contorted from its normal shape into something entirely new. His ears swirled and stretched above him, far above him, even as he felt his hair pull back along his head and neck. In fact, his neck had lifted him up from the ground a great deal, and he could feel a supple power reside within its new sinews. Lips parted and let out a sound that could not have possibly come from a human throat, and his tongue felt around at his strangely organised teeth, the pattern being one he’d often imagined, but had never expected to feel.

	James found that the hum was now even more insistent in his mind, filling him with a warm haze, and images that he had not expected to ever find there. He could see himself running through an open field, the wind sailing through his hide, with nary a care in the world except to surmount that yonder rise. Thick powerful scents filled his nostrils as they flared with yearnings for the wet grass beneath his hooves. And then he felt from ~~dep~~ within his chest stir a soft bray, and it brought him back from those images into what was happening, though he could not lift the fog.		James found that the hum was now even more insistent in his mind, filling him with a warm haze, and images that he had not expected to ever find there. He could see himself running through an open field, the wind sailing through his hide, with nary a care in the world except to surmount that yonder rise. Thick powerful scents filled his nostrils as they flared with yearnings for the wet grass beneath his hooves. And then he felt from deep within his chest stir a soft bray, and it brought him back from those images into what was happening, though he could not lift the fog.

	Turning his head, his ears twisting to catch the humming more fully, James peered over his back as he saw it swelling and growing that thick pelt of grey fur. To his startled eyes, a long ropy protrusion began to emerge from his rear, coiling around at his feet, soft fur tickling them. With a strange new flick, he sent the tail swishing to one side, the end sailing to view for a moment. Upon it had grown a thick tuft of black hair. With a shudder, he watched the flesh expand, pressing firmly down on his legs, which were also finding the soothing touch of those grasping hands.		Turning his head, his ears twisting to catch the humming more fully, James peered over his back as he saw it swelling and growing that thick pelt of grey fur. To his startled eyes, a long ropy protrusion began to emerge from his rear, coiling around at his feet, soft fur tickling them. With a strange new flick, he sent the tail swishing to one side, the end sailing to view for a moment. Upon it had grown a thick tuft of black hair. With a shudder, he watched the flesh expand, pressing firmly down on his legs, which were also finding the soothing touch of those grasping hands.
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	Both Jonathan and Liz gave his head a few gentle strokes as well, before the trio turned, without a word, and walked back out of the barn. James stood there for several minutes, his mind too dazed to truly appreciate the significance of his current position. All he could feel in himself was a peace the likes of which he had only imaged before, and the knowledge that he was surrounded by others who had met a similar fate. He turned his head to gaze at the jennies in the stalls next to him, and wondered if they too had once been women, but he could not yet discern.		Both Jonathan and Liz gave his head a few gentle strokes as well, before the trio turned, without a word, and walked back out of the barn. James stood there for several minutes, his mind too dazed to truly appreciate the significance of his current position. All he could feel in himself was a peace the likes of which he had only imaged before, and the knowledge that he was surrounded by others who had met a similar fate. He turned his head to gaze at the jennies in the stalls next to him, and wondered if they too had once been women, but he could not yet discern.

	He leaned over the railing between their stalls to nuzzle at the nearest one. She was sniffing over him in keen interest, obviously surprised to find a jack where once had been a man. It was as he was gently pressing his face against the side of her neck that he heard the barn door open, and a very familiar odour came to him. It was Gwyn. He felt his tail swing more freely, and his hooves clomp the hy in excitement. He peered out over top of his stall door, and let forth an announcing bray to her.		He leaned over the railing between their stalls to nuzzle at the nearest one. She was sniffing over him in keen interest, obviously surprised to find a jack where once had been a man. It was as he was gently pressing his face against the side of her neck that he heard the barn door open, and a very familiar odour came to him. It was Gwyn. He felt his tail swing more freely, and his hooves clomp the hay in excitement. He peered out over top of his stall door, and let forth an announcing bray to her.

	She looked at him with dour expression, as she patted his face. “I’m sorry, James. I tried to stop them, but they were insistent. I wanted to be with you, James, I really did. I know we have known each other for barely a day, but I knew in my heart that we were meant for each other.”		She looked at him with dour expression, as she patted his face. “I’m sorry, James. I tried to stop them, but they were insistent. I wanted to be with you, James, I really did. I know we have known each other for barely a day, but I knew in my heart that we were meant for each other.”