Saturday

"Wake up, Hayden..." I heard. I opened my eyes slowly, everything blurry as crap. I rubbed my eyes, and looked over at the voice calling to me. It was my dad, shaking me awake. "Sweetheart, we have to go. You're ice skating performance is today, and we have to get you to the rink for practice." He said. I just sat up and rubbed my eyes again. "Alright, give me a minute..." I said. My dad just left the room. I went to my dresser, and pulled out my costume. I then put it in my skating backpack, and threw it on my bed. I then grabbed my clothes, and was about to walk down to the bathroom to shower, but then I heard a little meow. I looked back, and noticed my Glameow, Espella, sitting on my bed. I walked over to her and rubbed my hand along her back. "Hey girl..." I said. She just purred as I pet her. She then hopped off my bed and trotted off. I just stood up and walked out to the bathroom. When I got there, I ran the shower as hot as it could go, and I stripped my pajamas off. I then looked in the mirror, and just admired my body. Damn, I looked good in my underwear. I then saw steam rising above the clear shower curtain, so I just unclasped my bra and untied my panties. I then stepped into my roomy shower, and turned down the heat a little. I just stood there, when I felt something run between my legs. I could tell it wasn't the water, so I reached down and pulled some of whatever it was out. I sniffed it, and licked it. Darn it, it's heat season. I just stared at the fluids dripping from my middle and pointer fingers. All the sudden, I felt strangely aroused, seeing my heat juices going down my fingers. I just reached down to my pussy and went to town. I just started fingering myself, trying to get the burning sensation to go away. I kept fingering, abd eventually, I orgasmed all over my finger. It kinda worked, I guess. It still burned, but not near as bad. I just hope it will keep cool until my performance was over. I then heard the door open, and I looked over. Coltan had walked in, and he noticed me. "ACK, COLTAN!" I screamed, covering my tits and vag. He just blushed and slammed the door shut. "I'm SO sorry, Hayden!" I heard on the other side of the door. "You better be! 'Cause when I get out there, you're so DEAD!" I yelled, rubbing conditioner through my indigo hair.

5 Minutes later

I walked out of the bathroom, In my tights and skating dress. I twirled around a little, trying to get a good view of how I looked. I then walked into my parent's room, to show them. "So how do I look?" I asked, twirling around again. My father looked over from his dresser. "You look great, sweetheart." He said, smiling at me. My mom was on her laptop, and she didn't even pay any attention to me. I just shook her shoulder. "Moooom..." I groaned. She just swiped my hand off her shoulder. "Yeah, yeah, you look great..." She said. I just shut her laptop and folded my arms. "Hayden!" She protested, looking over at me. "Mom, I'm doing a performance today, lay OFF you're job for today, PLEASE!" I pleaded. "Hayden I can't ignore my job, or else I might get fired." She said. I just groaned. "By who? You're the one who does the firing..." I reasoned. My mom glanced over at my dad. "Deelia..." He begged. My mom just groaned. "Ugh, fine..." She complained. She got up to go and get dressed.

An hour later

I peeked out into the rink. Oh, Arceus, there's alot of Pokemon out there. I was panicking. Hayden, calm down, just do you're routine, finish off strong, and get off the rink. Simple, right? I heard the loudspeaker come on, and I listened in. "Ladies and gentlemen, It's time for skater number 7, Hayden Justice!" I heard. Eep, it was my turn. I opened the door, and skated into the spotlight. I heard the music start, and I started my routine. I looked out into the audience, and saw my dad and Phoebe out, watching. Coltan was too busy playing his stupid video game. But then I looked at my mom. She was looking down at her phone. Maybe she's just quickly looking at something. I continued with my routine, and about five minutes later, I looked to my family. Phoebe, my dad, AND Coltan were watching now, but then I looked where my mom was suppossed to be. She was gone. I looked up into to bleachers, and saw her. She was talking on her phone, not paying a single bit of attention to me. I felt my heart shatter right on the spot. Then, because I wasn't paying attention, I smacked right into a wall, face-first. I fell backwards, landing on my back. I lifted my head up, and heard something aweful. Laughing. I looked out, and the entire audience was laughing at me. I looked, and saw that my dad and Phoebe were horrified. Then I looked up at my mom. She was still on her phone. She didn't even notice I had hurt myself. I stood up, blushing like crazy, as everyone laughed at me. I felt a few tears well up in my eyes, and I skated off the rink, bawling my guts out.

5 hours later

I sat on my bed, crying, my nose dripping with blood. I'm certain it's broken.. I just kept crying and crying. "Hayden? You okay..?" I heard. I turned to my window, and saw Phoebe, leaning in from the fire escape. Her room was right below mine, and the fire escape connected our rooms. "Go away..." I sniffled, tears still welling up in my eyes. She crawled through my window. "Come on, Hayden. What happened today wasn't right, but there's no reason to cry..." She said, trying to comfort me. I just swpied her hand away from my shoulder. "You don't know what it's like having a mom who doesn't pay attention..." I said, wiping some blood from my nose. "You're playing with me, right?" She said. I sniffed some blood up my nose. "My mom is so focused on hating my dad, she hasn't spent ANY time with me. At least you're dad is still around." She said. I just turned away from her. "Oh, wait. I know what will cheer you up..." She said. She scooted a bit closer to me. "Knock it off, Phoebe..." I groaned. Phoebe then wrapped her arms around around my hips. She then shoved her hand down my sweat pants and my lace panties, rubbing my clit. "Come on, queenie. I can tell you're in heat, little pussy cat..." She said seductively. I blushed. "Phoebe..." I moaned. She put her pointer-claw on my pouth. "Shhh..." She shushed. She then started circling my clit. "Ngh...Phoebe..." I groaned. Phoebe then pulled her hand off my womanhood, and pulled off my shirt. She then untied my bra, and let it drop, showing my perfect, blue, B-cup breasts. She then pulled off her leather jacket and shirt, showing she wasn't wearing a bra. She then turned me towards her, and mashed our breasts together. "See..? Don't you feel better already..?" She asked. I just moaned. "Hmm...alright, time for part two..." She said. She then pulled down my sweat-pants and untied my lace panties. She then pulled off her boots, socks, and leather skirt, once again, no underwear. She then laid me down, and she laid on top of me. "Come on, Hayden, lighten up..." She said. I couldn't take it anymore. "Fuck me...I want to feel your pussy on mine..." I moaned. Phoebe just smiled. "If you insist, queenie..." She said. She then kneeled up, grabbed my thighs, and lifted me up, and she started to dry-hump my pussy. "Oh...yes..." I groaned. It felt sooo good to have pur clits bump over and over again. "Oh~..." I groaned. Eventually, Phoebe just laid me down, and spread my legs. She then lined her pussy up with mine, and we started grinding. Oh it was heaven. We just kept grinding pur wet sensitive areas together over and over again. Eventually, Phoebe spoke up. "Hayden...I'm...gonna...cum..." She gasped. I kept thrusting. "Let's do it...pant...together..." I moaned. We then both screamed, and our love-juices sprayed everywhere. We both panted like crazy, when we heard a voice. "Well, hope you two enjoyed that..." We heard. Our heads darted towards the door, and my dad was leaning in. "DAD!" I yelled, covering myself and Phoebe with my sheets. "Dad, this is NOT what it looks-" He just held his hand up. "I'm okay with it..." He said. Me and Phoebe just stared at my father. "What..?" I asked. I was confused. "It's fine, you two. In fact, both your mothers have had sex with each other, believe it or not..." He said. "WHAT?!" We both yelled. My father just nodded. "I'm completely fine with this, just don't be near as loud hext time..." He said. He then walked of, and me and Phoebe just looked at each other.