Thick Thighs and Crossed Eyes

Alex looked up at the newly installed air conditioning unit in her apartment with a wide smile and clutched the shiny plastic-wrapped remote in her hands. Finally, the scorching heat of the July sun would not be able to do her any harm while she was at home. Finally, she was going to be able to watch Netflix in acceptable temperatures while the asphalt on the streets below was bubbling and melting car tires.

With her hands at her hips, Alex stared at the AC unit before she pressed the big red button on the remote. The appliance made a soft beep and the vent cover opened up and pointed down before a gush of cool air began to blow out from it and hit the tigress’ face. The big cat let out a soft sigh, closed her eyes, smiled wide, dropped herself down onto the bed behind her, and spread herself out like a starfish. She landed on the soft mattress with an airy ‘thompf’ and let out a heavier and bigger sigh as she got comfortable on her bed.

“Finally,” the tiger chuckled to herself. It had taken her a very long time to get the arrangements made for her air conditioner to be installed. She had to make sure that her building allowed AC installation, made arrangements with her landlord regarding it, saved up the money for it, went out and bought it, then got people here to install it for her since she was in no way qualified to do it herself. It was a lot of work for just an AC unit, but it was already starting to feel worth it.

The hem of her red sweater that she wore jumped up to her upper stomach slightly and her chest rose and fell as she took in deep breaths with her eyes closed. She was already satisfied with the feeling of having air conditioning, even though the room hadn’t even cooled down by very much just yet. After a few seconds of just lying there on her bed and taking in her accomplishment of acquiring and having big handymen come and install AC for her, she opened her eyes and looked towards her feet. As usual, Alex wore nothing from the waist down when she was at home, she did live in the bottomless district after all. The only time she ever wore pants was when she went to the upper district to visit her boyfriend, or her friend Lauré. But at home and in her hometown of the bottomless district, she went one step further than commando.

The air in the bedroom finally started to feel noticeably cooler. The breeze from the AC blowing directly at the bed. A result of the handymen being absolute geniuses when it came to maximizing cooling for the tigress. The vent on the air conditioning unit moved up and down to help spread the cold air evenly throughout the bedroom, and brushed up and down from the tigress’ feet, up to her thighs, waist, and her chest, before it went back down again. The cold breeze blew over her bare pussy, too, giving the kitty’s kitty some cool breeze that it desperately needed. Alex shivered slightly as the cool air kissed her cunt. She bit her lower lip and let out a soft little moan, too. If it wasn’t clear that she had a deep hatred for hot weather and a fetish for colder climates, now it was.

Alex wiped the beads of sweat that had accumulated on her forehead while she waited for her AC to be installed and closed her eyes again to allow herself to enjoy the cool air that slowly lowered the temperature of the room. The breeze from the AC brushed over her pussy lips once more and she let out another moan that was followed by her fur around her thighs sticking up shortly after. She bit her lower lip again and opened her eyes to stare at the ceiling.

“Pants?” Alex muttered to herself and went silent to ponder whether she should go get her lower half covered up, or to continue lying there and let the AC give her another problem to deal with. As she pondered, the AC’s vents continued to blow air over her cunt, making her moan and shiver.

“Fuck it,” she muttered to herself and moved around on the bed. She pushed herself up with her elbows and proceeded to move up and to the side slightly. It looked like the tigress was going to get up from the bed and put on some pants, but after she moved to the side, she dropped herself back down onto the bed. Her head now higher up on her pillow and cushioned enough that she wouldn’t have to crane her neck to look down towards her pussy. She decided that an air-conditioned room was the perfect place to rub one out. Or in this case, to finger one out.