In Heat Epilogue: The Right Man

“Annie, I hope I don’t find you still lazing around! Get off your bottom and start the day!”

Annie the Anubis almost knocked her head on the roof in shock, hurriedly pulling up her panties and dressing in a rather dull blouse and pants. She didn’t want to imagine what would happen if her mother had walked into her room a minute earlier.

“G-Geez Mummy, I am up! No need to shout!”

The door to her room opened swiftly, a rather less attractive Anubis storming into the room.

“You’ve been hanging out with that Sandy girl too much! A slothful lady will never find a good husband!”
Annie’s eyes rolled back, as if by instinct at the screeching voice.  Even though she was fully dressed, her mother STILL found a way to bring it back around and rub her single status in her face.

“I’m not as lazy as her! And besides, she already has a husband!”

However, the grumpy Anubis ignored the rebuttal, and reached for Annie’s tail with her greying paw outstretched.

“Look at this! Your tail is a mess. Were you planning on going outside like this? You look like a stray werewolf!”

Ignoring Annie’s protests, she snatched up a brush and began roughly combing the dark fur. She was impatient and lacked care; when the brush caught on a hair, Annie yelped a little in pain. If only she had a nice man to gently brush her down…

“Th-That is enough, Mummy! I can clean myself up!”

“Well, it doesn’t look that way to me, and you aren’t getting any younger either! Honestly, I wonder if I’m ever going to get any granddaughters at this rate…”

The younger Anubis’ tail stood stock straight. She stared down her mother, having had quite enough of this harassment. However, Annie couldn’t deny that her mother’s traditional, ancient robes were well maintained. Her lush fur was only just beginning to turn grey, and she was just generally good-looking, despite the wrinkles upon her cheeks.

“It is not that easy, Mummy! I have to find the right man first, and…”

“Right man?” The ancient Anubis interrupted, scoffing at the phrase. “Whatever happened to the world? Back in my day, we just leapt out and grabbed the first lost soul we could find. We took him to the centre of the tombs, and made some darn granddaughters whether he wanted it or not! And if he didn’t, well, we had this little thing called the-“

“MUMMY!” Annie eyes were tightly shut behind her thick glasses. “I do NOT want to hear about the day I was conceived!” She spun around on her heel, picking up her handbag and heading for the door.

“Just where do you think you’re going, young lady? Finally going to pounce on some fine breeding stock?”
Annie’s ears flinched at the sound of that loud, grating voice echoing off the walls of the tomb. She gave a loud sigh, and shouted over her shoulder.

“I am going to go visit Sandy, and that is final! Goodbye, Mummy!”

The stream of nagging fell on tightly curled up ears as Annie stepped out of the catacombs and onto the burning sands.

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The desert may have been a dry place, baked under an unforgiving sun, but that didn’t mean that its inhabitants had to deal with parched lips all day, especially since profitable relationships developed with the nearby human towns. With the desert offering up such treasures as Apophis potions and Sandworm fluids, trade was at an all-time high. To the previously rather secluded inhabitants of the sands, some human products were causing quite a stir. A bottle of a somewhat strong alcoholic beverage was being clutched rather tightly in Annie’s paw, as she sat with a ditzy Sandworm under a rocky overhang. The sun was at its highest point, and the heat was unbearable outside of the shade.

“Seriously Sandy… You are so sloppy. You don’t even have a house! I wish we could talk at the tomb instead… but Mommy…”

The usually uptight Annie found alcohol quite useful for removing her inhibitions, and had become rather closer to Sandy upon discovering her skills as a good listener. Even now, the pink, slimy girl rested her elbows upon her open carapace, cradling her delightfully chubby cheeks in her palms.

“Well siiiilly, that’s because I carry my house with me wherever I go! Sooo convenient! I can drag Steve into a nice cool bedroom wherever we are~”

Sandy giggled at the thought, the movement setting her bountiful breasts jiggling away. As much as the serious Anubis wanted to think of this girl as a lazy bimbo, she couldn’t deny that she was much nicer to be around than her nagging mother. Even if they both shared the common trait of not shutting up about men.

“So luuucky, why, why do you get to have a husband when you just stay curled up in that shell all day?”

Sandy puffed out her considerable chest in pride, only serving to further exaggerate the pitiful proportions of Annie’s chest. Was that it? Was that why she didn’t have a husband?

“Silly Annie~ There’s, like, nothing a man likes more than curling up with his wife all day long, consummating their marriage time and time again~!”

Sandy and Steve had been married some time now, almost a year. It had been a troubling time; the veil had to be fixed to her upper teeth, she couldn’t wear a dress, and instead of the traditional ring, a gold band was fastened around one of the spines of her carapace. However, as far as Annie could tell, they were still behaving like newlyweds on their honeymoon, so it seemed they were blissful. Annie sighed, green with envy, and red with lust at Sandy’s words.

“Steve is so nice! Lemme tell you something… I met this nice business man in the city… he asked to go drinking after work. Nice, tall, tanned, rugged, not shrinking away from all my fur, I thought he seemed nice!”

Annie took another swig from the bottle as she recalled the experience.

“So we had a nice chat, he showed me a nice bar, and we got along reeaal good! Told me he always liked Egyptian myth, he was a dog person, he was single, it was looking so good!”

Listening intently, Sandy took the opportunity to cut in as Annie grimaced.

“So? What was not good about him?”

“Well, we just about to part ways, in the park! I was pretty excited… I thought he might hold my paw… or stroke my tail… or rub my ears, or k-kiss me, or even-“

“Annie! Focus, focus!”

“Oh, yeah, sorry. But what does he do? Something romantic? Ask for another date? I will tell you what he said!”
Annie cleared her throat before putting on a laughably deep voice, dripping with sleaze.

“I thought all Anubis were anal sluts? How much more drink do I gotta buy before you bend over and spread your cheeks, Anu-butt?”

“Wow… awful… Say, is it true?”

“Of course it is true, I wouldn’t make up a story like this!”

“No, no, I mean is it true about Anubis and the butt?”

“Th-That is not important! Not relevant!”

The bottle of booze emptied with great speed, Annie’s cheeks turning as red as an Oni’s horn.

“A-Anyway, so I slapped that JERK in the face and gave him the Mummy’s curse, then ran back home and left him there! Serves him right for calling me a slut!”

“Haha, you showed him! I’m glad Steve is more thoughtful than that~ Heehee~”

Sandy may have been a good listener, but tact was not her strong point. The bottle almost splintered in the death-like grip of Annie’s paw.

“Aaagh! That is exactly my point! How do I get such a good husband like you? One who likes c-consumating marriage, but will marry me in the first place! Somebody who’ll, who will treat me like a girl… I just wanna find a guy… shut up Mummy… Make b-babies… Being single sucks! It hurts! I can’t do everything myself, but I have n-needs! Do you have any idea how hard it is to get ice cubes into the middle of the desert!?”

Sandy merely looked on with concern as her friend began shouting out every single worry in her mind. Taking care not to get slime on the bottle, she took a sip of drink before speaking up, looking at Annie with confused eyes.

“Wha… what do ice cubes have to do with being single?”

It took a second for Annie to realise what she had spilled out. Alcohol was a scary thing. The shock broke her from her fury, moving on to a more sombre mood as she shifted awkwardly upon her seat.

“Nnnoooothiiinnng… Nothing at all!”

“Well… If you ask me, I think you’re a pretty clever girl! You know what people need, how to plan dates and stuff! You’re always able to help me out of a fix, so when you do find a good man, I just know you’ll be able to please him!”
A modest smile slowly began to break across the face of the Anubis at the unusually verbose praise coming from her friend.

“Wow, Sandy, I-“

“Which is why… please help me plan what to do for our anniversary tonight!”

Slippery hands gripped onto Annie’s paws as the Sandworm leapt as far out of her shell as she could.

“Eh, um, excuse me!?”

“It’s been a year since Steve came to the desert, you know? He hasn’t left since, ‘cause I can’t leave the sand… Sometimes, when I see him look at the horizon, it’s like, he misses his home… How do I thank him? Make this place happy for him? You’re super clever Annie, please give me a hand! I promise I’ll help you find a hubby! I’ll give you my booze!?”

Fluffy ears sank as Annie sighed, before sitting up straight. If there was one thing she was good at, it was planning an event. Even with the way she felt about her own Mother, Annie couldn’t help but empathise with Steve; never again seeing his family in the name of love, how romantic. She didn’t put much wait on Sandy’s promise, but there was no harm in helping her out.

“Okay, since it is such a special day for you, I guess I can assist. So, what kind of thing does he like?”

Sandy shut her eyes in deep thought, stroking her slippery chin with a slender finger.

“Umm… loving my bum? Kissing my boobs?”

“… But you do that every day with him, Sandy.”

“If this was easy, I wouldn’t be asking for help!”

Shifting her plump butt in order to get comfy, the bottle of booze was swiftly emptied into Annie’s mouth. She was going to need it.

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Steve lay breathless in Sandy’s arms as the sun disappeared below the horizon. She had tunneled up to the highest point she could find, opening up to a beautiful landscape view of the sands the couple called home. It was such a romantic sight that the two lovers could hardly help but make tender sweet love to each other, fingers interlocked as they stared into each others eyes, flawless skin dappled by the beautiful rays of the setting sun.

“That was amazing, Sandy. Hell, I’ve had an entire amazing year in this desert. And I don’t intend on letting that slip away. I love you.”

The voluptuous Sandworm giggled as her flushed cheek was kissed multiple times.

“I love you too, dear! I’m so happy to have you in here with me~ It’s like, the best feeling ever!”

Enjoying the warmth of each others bodies as well as the view, both lovers stayed in a silent embrace for some time. Once the stars could be seen in the sky, Sandy gave a lazy yawn before speaking up.

“Say… I think Annie really needs a special person in her life. You’re a guy; how can she meet that special person?”
Steve shifted around, resting his head firmly between the gigantic breasts he loved so much. He wasn’t entirely sure he got Sandy’s logic there, but whatever.

“It’s funny you should say that. One of my friends, this backpacker type, said he might be passing by here soon. He’s a great guy, I’ll put in a good word for Annie when he gets here. I think he’s been looking for a place to stop traveling for a while. And to top it all off, he’s even an ass man, so it’s perf-“

At that point, Sandy’s warm smile turned as cold as the desert night, her arms coiling around Steve’s torso and tightening like an anxious Apophis.

“Ooooh? And just what about Annie’s butt is so special, Huuusssbaaannnd?”

“Well, I mean, you know what they say…“

Steve began to worry a little as the jaws of Sandy’s carapace clamped hopelessly shut, even the light of the moon disappearing from view.

“No, do tell me, Husband~ What do they say~?”

Sandy’s voice was dripping with false sweetness, as she pinned Steve to the floor with a squelch. Her eyes were tightened into cold slits.

“Honestly, you really haven’t changed, even though you’re a married man...”

“Well thankfully, neither have-“

Not a single other word escaped Steve’s mouth before it was crushed by the full weight of Sandy’s voluptuous rear. She wiggled happily, rubbing her smooth skin against his lips, filling his nose with the scent of her lust. He did not breathe the fresh, outside air again until the sun had risen and fallen many times, the next few days spent sealed in his personal sex trap with an amorous woman with more meat on her bones than he could ever have hoped for. When they had pushed their bodies to the limit in the name of love, they cuddled on the sticky sweet floor, talking sweet nothings. Only his stomach’s harsh insistence on eating some real food broke them from their devoted embrace.
The lazy girl and the carefree man had truly found their perfect match.

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“Fuck this, fuck the desert, and fuck you, Steve.”

Ben trudged through an endless wasteland, shivering and looking around for some kind of landmark. Blowing a lock of messy hair away from his eyes, he wished there was anything amidst this sea of sand.

“Oh sure Ben, come visit me! I live under this rocky overhang! Just find a rock, in a desert, at night… fuck, its cold.”

Tugging on the straps of his rucksack, Ben was just about ready to give up, when he saw another person. Well, not exactly a person; clearly one of those monsters, and far from the first he had met. She seemed to be some kind of exotic dog, with fluffy black paws, a well-kept tail, and large ears, perfect for losing excessive heat in the desert. He was a little surprised at the professional looking nature of her attire, but after traveling for so long, there wasn’t much that was truly a surprise. He ran over to the lady, who was scratching her rather noticeably plump behind with her paw. Less noticeable was her chest; it seemed almost entirely flat.

“Hey, excuse me Lady, do you know where I can find the way to…”

Just as he thought of how to best explain his destination, he was silenced by the intense reaction of the canine. She immediately withdrew her hand from her rear, crossing her arms over her chest, and making a very, very shocked face indeed. Pushing up her glasses, as if checking reality, she took an incredibly deep breath before speaking.

“Hello wandering man!! I am Annie, I am an Anubis, what a lovely night what a cold night it is, what is your name!? You must be cold, right, well, you should come back to my tomb, I mean house, I mean palace? But, please don’t get the wrong idea, I’m not some loose lady just looking for someone to play with her butt, so please act appropriately, but would you like a drink and a bath and maybe we can brush each others hair and talk about where you were going to so late at night!?!”

Ben nodded, silently, as his new host panted breathlessly, then took his hand in her large paw and led him towards a rather innocuous hole in the ground. Her soft tail wagged happily, and her desirable cheeks shook in a most tempting way with every step. Whilst Ben hadn’t caught even half of what she’d said, but being sheltered sure beats drifting in the desert. Stroking his rugged chin, he wondered what he could do to repay such unexpected hospitality. If there was one thing travel had taught him, it was that there was no such thing as a free bed.