Anon's Stalker

Chapter 1

Ghoti

Later anthrostate timeline
Society has cooled down and men's suffrage has made strides.
Anthros no longer just pluck random men off the street.
Most pairs are assignments or traditional dating.

"Yeah man I don't know. I delayed assignment because I'd rather find a girl the old fashioned way."

"You want to date? I assume you would be swimming in girls if that were the case."

"no, I mean yeah, girls shoot their shot with me sometimes, I'm talking about the OLD fashioned way."

"You mean like the decades after the troubles? Seriously?"

"Yeah. snatched up off a dark street corner by a big strong girl, the works."

Later, via text
"Hey man I was thinking about what you said. You weren't joking right?"

"Nope."

"There's a girl I know that I think has been looking and might be into it. I guess I can't just send her your number or whatever. Are you really serious?"

"Tell her I'm going to see night of the long claws 3 on Friday at 10."

"Isn't that the stupid borderline fetish werewolf flick where a dog girl turns into a werewolf and claims men? You are so cliche."

"Tell her she's 'not invited' If you catch my drift"

Friday comes and you're nearly shivering with excitement.
The teller gives you a weird look when you stutter out the name of the movie, she probably thinks you're a pervert or something.
To be fair, if your impending wife wants you right there in the theater there's probably going to be a mess she doesn't want to clean.
Sorry lady.
You get your ticket and skip concessions to go straight to the theater.
You snuck snacks in your pockets, naughty boy.
Who would seriously pay four bucks for candy bar though?
You enter from the back and take your seat in the middle and see the only other occupant in the theater, a large anthro sitting near the front of the theater.
You cant make out the species but she's at least twice your size.
Probably not a wolf, maybe a bear or a hippo?
Is this her? How much of the movie are you going to sit through before she makes her move? Does she already know you're in here?
The preshow advertisements aren't even done rolling and you're already vibrating with adrenaline.
Will she take you then and there?
Will she say something or just claim you without a word?
When will she bite you? Maybe before? After?
You should have come prepared with medical gauze but hindsight is 2020
The movie is just starting when you hear another patron shuffle into a seat in the row behind you.
As you look back you realize that it would spoil some of the fun if you saw her too soon so you quickly look forwards again.
In the short glimpse you saw in the dark it was another anthro. She was shorter than most, probably about your height and skinny.
Shes going to ruin your moment, your new wife probably wont claim you right here if she has an audience.
You grumble and sink into your seat.
The movie plays and you're only half way into the movie.
The anthro anti-hero has already claimed a lumberjack in the forest, but she had turned into a big werewolf at the time and forgotten her actions after turning back.
by the halfway point she had learned of her affliction and lost control again.
now she is stalking a yuppie as he gets lost in the dark side streets of a city.
He's literally you
You're paying more attention to the girl sitting at the front of the theater.
When will she make her move?
Eventually the story wraps up with the dog girl getting caught but her victims refuse to testify and there is no case against her.
They all give her saucy looks during their time on the witness stand.
They've really ramped up the fetish since the first movie in the series.
The director knows her audience, you guess.
The credits start playing and the anthro stands up.
This is it.
Shes approaching.
Your eyes have adjusted to the dark and you can see she's a huge moose.
Easily three times your body weight.
She walks right past you.
What?
She makes her way to the exit and leaves without even acknowledging you.
You look around the theater and you are alone and confused.
Will she take you on your way home?
That would be so hot.
Your excitement renewed, you leave the theater and begin walking home.
Your instincts tell you to look over your shoulder but your refuse.
You even make a detour through a dark alley.
This is the perfect moment.
You can't help yourself and look back.
Empty. Seriously? maybe is a species that is really good at hiding.
You get home unmolested, which unlike everyone else you think is a bad thing.
As you lock the door to your apartment you fish you phone out of your pocket and call your friend.
It rings several times and just before going to voice mail he picks up. "Dude, what?"
He sounds very sleepy and unhappy.

"Nothing happened!"

"You know people usually wake up their friends to tell them something important happened right?"

"Yeah well I went to the movies and nothing happened!"

"What are you talking abou- oh right the girl. I don't know man, maybe shes stalking you or something."

"Well tell her to stalk... faster or something."

"Ugh fuck you dude I'm going back to sleep."
The line goes dead.
He didn't mean it but you deserved it.

The next morning you plot out a different course for your morning run.
A long trail along the river walk until you get into a worse part of town.
That's to tire you out.
Then a path that cuts through some side streets that you think should be quiet.
Finished by a run back through a nearby park that is well forested.
The last two legs are probably the worst paths someone would take if he wanted to stay safe.
You send it off to your friend. "My new route for morning runs at 6. Send it to her."
You didn't expect much on your first day. Your buddy probably wont even be up to send it to her before you're done.
A cat roller blades past you on the river walk.
People still do that?
Various other species are going up and down the walk at their own pace but pay you no mind.
The side streets are quiet as you hoped.
Too quiet being that you weren't getting snatched up by a giant wolf or bear.
On the run back through the wooded tow path you see a greyhound sprinting towards you at full tilt.
She seems to notice your sudden fear and gives an apologetic wave as she passes.
She must be able to run four times your speed.
Too bad she wasn't it.
You get home knowing there was no time for your mysterious stalker to intercept you but you still feel let down.
You check your phone to see two new messages from five minutes ago.
"Alright it's sent."
"Weirdo"
Don't knock a man who appreciates a girl that can crush watermelons with any part of her body.
You spend all day imagining various buff anthro ladies covered in red watermelon gore.
Tiger arms.
Wolf claws.
Gator jaws.
Collie thighs.
The morning after you're on your run again.
Roller blading cat: check
A huge doberman walking next to her husband showing off a gnarly claiming scar while pushing a double stroller with two healthy pups: lucky.
After passing the family you become aware of someone running behind you.
By the cadence of the footsteps there's no way that's a human, shes charging right at you!
Is this finally the moment?
She's already upon you!
A cheetah blows by like shes about to win a gold medal.
Darn.
You are an anxious, horny wreck waiting for a moment that could come any time.
Side streets: still quiet.
tow path: The greyhound passes you by again but this time instead of fear you only feel a minor sense of disappointment.
You get home, still frustratingly unmolested.