Message-ID: <30894asstr$992718601@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <internetbard@yahoo.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <20010616081450.76331.qmail@web14804.mail.yahoo.com> From: InternetBard <internetbard@yahoo.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Subject: {ASSM} Ralph's Day (InternetBard) (F best? no-sex) Date: Sat, 16 Jun 2001 15:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/30894> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman CORRECT VERSION Ralph's Normal Day and Becky's Saturday (C) Copyright 2001. InternetBard All Rights Reserved. All Reproduction for fee or profit forbidden. codes: (F best? no-sex) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anything real is completely and absolutely unintentional. If you are under the legal age of the place you reside, like 18, then do not continue to read this story. If you do not desire to read a story that to a certain and limited degree includes descriptions of naked people then please stop reading here. I hereby grant permission only for private use. Any comments are gladly accepted and encouraged (espcially as this is the second story I have written). Notes: For the most part the sexual action is up for the imagination of the read. NOTE2: If I have accidently assumed the identity of someone else, please forgive me. Quite unintentional. NOTE3: Disregard any story that is exactly the same as this story that you might run accross if the "From" name is anything other than InternetBard@yahoo.com. Ralph's Normal Day and Becky's Saturday by InternetBard June 15, 2001 Ralph's POV Resting on my favorite pillow, I scanned the room, making sure that all was well. I had been resting lightly . . . what was it that stirred me? Turning my ears in various directions I attempted to tune in on the disturbance. Noticing nothing amiss I almost returned back to my nap, but just as I was fading away I suddenly realized that there was a humming vibrating sound tickling my senses. I suddenly leaped up and made a quick circuit of the bedroom. As I had suspected, the sound was not coming from this room. A beam of light passed through the curtains and drew a wave of bright light along the luxurious carpeting up to the pale wall on the opposite side of the room. While this somewhat helped me see the room better, it was just a distraction that I could not take time to play with. Rushing out of the room I slammed into the hallway wall before galloping up its just remembered slippery floor and stormed into the living room. After tripping over the edge of an even more luxurious carpet, I picked myself up and stopped still. I froze my body and just swung my head around in a cautious circle. All appeared normal. The large greying sofa still stood in the same spot it always did. The two chairs on either side of the sofa also remained. The tall shiny box still stood next to one of the chairs, leaving just a little gap into the rest of the room. Unfortunately, that was all that I could see, but I was sure now. That annoying humming sound _was_ coming from this room. Rushing through the gap I entered the rest of the living room and glanced around. I could now see that Becky was resting up on the sofa, almost pausing as I took in her sight, I shook my head and continued my sweep of the room. Opposite the sofa was something I had not seen before. I growled something over my shoulder to Becky as I approached the intruder. Becky did not respond. Looking around the room I realized that everything was the same, except for two things. The thing called a `TV' was missing, and the intruder sat in the `TV's former resting place. The large greyish box seemed to contain a window into another world. Glancing around and past the box, I attempted to see if it was a real window. But no, the picture did not move past the box. I turned my ears to the odd window and `tuned in.' " - - - as has been determined. A black and white world, or at least that is what we might see if we suddenly developed their senses. Some animals do seem to see some forms of color, but it seems that most live in a black and white world - - -" Yes, the odd vibrating, humming sound had been pinpointed. It was coming out of that new greyish box. Now casting my thoughts back to the `TV' thing, I realized that this was something similar to it. When I had first seen the `TV' I had thought that I had found yet another window in the apartment, an oddly fuzzy one at that. This greyish replacement must be similar, but I had been momentarily confused at the quality of the picture. Greyish? Greyish! Starting to panic, I hurriedly took stock of the situation. The comfy bedroom carpet was a whitish color. The bedroom itself seemed to be a mixture of whitish and blackish colors. I cannot seem to recall what the hallway's colors were. Leaping into the air, I rushed back into that narrow long room. Darn. Darn. Damn. Another mixture of greyish, blacks and whites confronted me. My panic increased. With one quick look into the bathroom, spotting nothing to confuse the issue, I stormed back into the living room. Could it be? Could it! Why cannot I see any other colors! Thinking that, I distracted myself and without looking, bounced off the warmish intruding new `TV.' What the heck is color, and why should I miss it? Swinging my eyes back to the `TV,' I looked for color. Ignoring the disturbing words roaring out, and blocking whatever Becky seemed to be saying, I stared. Yep, more black, white, and various tinges of grey. Paying closer attention to the words boiling out of the `TV,' I determined that this must be some kind of nature show. Would that be the explanation? Would a nature show on color-blindness in animals be presented in colors that the makers would think animals saw? Collapsing on the floor in front of the `TV,' I attempted to determine what might be going on, while purposefully ignoring anything else the tv wanted to show or tell me. Stretching out on the floor, I let my gaze pan out and examined the objects in the room. Off-white carpeting. White and black striped sofa, with matching chairs. Becky resting on the sofa. Shiny decorative elephant statute . . . Becky? I threw myself out of my reclining position, flung my body around and pointed myself at Becky. Well, well, well. What have we here? Lovely somewhat glistening skin stretching up from toes all the way up to swept back brownish hair. Gazing at her I realized two things: I see more than grey black and white color; and Becky seemed to not be wearing any outer concealing clothes. From red tinged toes, up golden legs, which seemed to curve in at a certain point and there more color is revealed. A small patch of brownish fur nestles in the middle of her stretched out reclining body. Red toes on one arm of the sofa, brown head on the other. And in between is a golden expanse. As I swept my gaze up from that patch of fur, I noticed two hills, and on these hills were two red points thrusting forth against the air. Before moving on, I noticed that the resting hills would occasionally rise and fall, rise and fall . . . as each intake and release of air. Continuing my visual journey, I traveled up tracing the glistening skin as it seemed to come together into a small narrow neck . . . Before I could continue my inspection, loud banging noises erupted and caused me to hurtle from the room. Rushing as fast as I could I stormed back into the bedroom and flew into a corner. Some time later I heard Becky call out: "Ralphy! Food!" Suddenly the color debate, and the sudden alarming noise epidemic slid away from concern. Charging forth to claim my rights, I accidently lost purchase again and slammed into the wall in the hallway. Stupid slippery wooden floors. Rushing back into the living room, I noticed in passing that Becky must have briefly put on a robe, because she was now slowly removing it. Overlooking that in my concern for food, I rocketed by and slammed into the refrigerator. Tile? Ack, another surface change. I hurriedly set to gobbling up all that had been placed before me. --- Becky's POV "Alfy! Treat! Treat!" Suddenly a largish cat came charging into the room. From the noise, it was obvious that he had rammed the hallway wall yet again. I glanced back into the hallway, and noticed that the rug had been bunched up against the wall. "Try to help that clumsy oaf with a rug, and he either hydroplanes on it or smashes the rung into a disorderly mess against the wall" Sighing, I started to remove the robe which I had thrown on to greet whoever had knocked on the door. That turned out to be yet another kid trying to sell magazine subscriptions. Before I completed the removal of the soft silky purple robe, I paused and watched Alf as he charged past towards his snack. "Something odd there. The way Alf suddenly leaped up and gazed at me like that . . ." muttering, I removed the robe and returned to the sofa. I like the thought, feel and freedom that lounging around without the constraints that are imposed by being required to wear clothing, but I don't particularly enjoy wandering around exposing myself to any and all viewers . . . I rather adore that fluffy little Himalayan cat, but I never really considered . . . The way he had been looking at me . . . Nah . . . Glancing at the new flat screen tv, I started laughing. "Great tv I bought. `Better picture quality . . . much more lifelike . . .' And here I am watching a black an white nature show to break in this improved tv set. . ." --- Alfy's or Ralphy's POV Finished licking every single crumb up from the plate, I wandered over and gulped up some water. Suddenly I caught something out of the corner of my eye. What was that? Intruder! I must kill! Charging towards the wall I leaped up onto my hind legs and started swatting at the intrusion, not really sure what it was. For what seemed like hours, I hopped around futilely trying to catch that thing, but failed. Growing increasingly bored and tired, I gave up. --- Becky's POV Growing tired of the nature show, especially as it refused to stop being black and white, I reached over and grabbed the remote and the tv guide. Lazily gazing at the guide, I realized that I did not seem to be registering anything that it said. Sighing, I decided to look for something the old fashion way. Changing the channel until I found something. Noticing that the slurping noises had quieted down, I glanced in the direction of Alfy. What mischief will he get into now? Alf suddenly charged the wall reared up and started slapping at something up there. Satisfied that Alfy had not found an insect or other annoying pest, I yelled over some encouragements. "What did you find boy? Get it! Go on kill that mean ol' spot of light!" Ah, good ol' cat. Happily playing with a beam of light dancing around the wall. Now where is that coming from? Ah, yes, I see. A ray of light had managed to squeeze itself past the blinds and was resting on the side of the tv. From there, the ray bounced off and was dancing around on the wall. Turning my attention back to the tv, I started to watch a repeat of one of those investigator shows. --- Alfy's or Ralphy's POV Lazily I returned to the living room, glanced around, and with head held up high, and tail up, I ambled on over to Becky. With a possessive glint in my eyes, I gazed longingly at my best friend. Reaching down, she grabbed me and hauled me up to her. Purring, I contentedly allowed myself to be squeezed, hugged and allowed Becky to press her face into my fur. Endearments barely understood accompanied my purring: "Ralphy, my sweet little Ralphy . . ." Becky then released me to do as I please. Making sure to keep my claws retracted, I surveyed the situation. Almost getting knocked down, I howled up at Becky, only to be reassured that she had just leaned back against the sofa. Somewhat secure in the knowledge that Becky would not move again, I scanned the length of her body. Becky was once again lying on her back, with her head tilted toward the tv, resting on some pillows at one end of the sofa, and her feet were resting on some more pillows on the other end of the sofa. Spotting a likely comfortable resting place, I strolled down her outstretched body, through the valley and on down to the sofa. Bouncing somewhat on the sofa, I turned around a couple of times and curled myself up. Suddenly with an unexpected "Ack" I was dislodged from my preferred place of comfort, and placed on the sofa's back upthrust cushion. Startled, I glanced up at Becky's face, back down to my preferred sleeping spot, back up to Becky, and started to head back down. I was rudely and unexpectedly halted in my pursuit of the perfect resting place and forced to lie down on the sofa's back cushion. Almost leaping away, I stopped myself when I noticed a new perfect spot to stretch out in and rest. Leaping back onto Becky, I crawled on down to that nice warm spot. Arranging myself along the valley between the aforementioned hills, I stretched out, and started to lightly sleep. Keeping a wary eye up at Becky briefly, I decided that she was not going to dislodge me again, so I closed that eye and drifted off . . . --- Becky's POV With an inborn regalness, Alfy ambled back into the room. Chuckling, I noticed that Alfy's expression seemed to imply that he owned the apartment. As if he were the master, instead of the pet. Most of the time, though, he does seem to be more of an equal than just a pet. With tail held high Alf strolled on over to me with the air of one that desired to be near me, but did not want to seem needy. He stopped in front of me and gazed with what I assume is adoration up at me. Feeling love for the little fellow myself, I reached down, grabbed him and lifted him up. Petting, hugging, and mumbling endearments, I fondled the furry little warm purring ball of silk. Placing him on my chest, I trusted Alf to find a comfortable place to sleep, without scratching me in the process. With both front and rear claws intact, Alf could do some serious damage if he wanted. Flopping back, I turned back to the tv show, ready to rest a hand on Alfy and pet him once he found his `home.' I noticed an odd little tingling sensation as I felt the soft little feet walking down my body. His silky fur lightly traced their way along my skin as he proceeded down and past my breasts. Noticing that he had reached the sofa, I sighed, and concentrated on that p.i. show. Suddenly I felt a warm vibrating head lying against me in a most sensitive spot. Shuddering, I quickly grabbed up the cat and placed him on the sofa's back cushion. Noticing the annoyed look sent my way, I pretended to ignore it and pointedly sent my gaze back at the tv. Feeling the soft body back on me, I glanced down and watched as Alfy stretched out on me, purring up a storm . . . 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