Trembling and whimpering, the deer hiked up her dress and lowered her panties, spreading her legs and letting the cool bathroom air wash over her inflamed sex. Leaning back on the toilet seat, she reached down with a quaking hand to frantically rub at her burning vulva, making lewd, wet slurping sounds as she did. Amy couldn't take much more, her heat had been building all day; her naivete lead her to believe that she could just put it off until later, but now… oh god, it hurt! Grimacing, panting, and moaning with every effortful stroke, she dug her fingers into her pussy and yanked at her clit to finally get some relief.
"Wow, you alright in there?" a voice called from the next stall, "Sounds like you're having problems."
Panic overtaking her intoxicated haze, Amy woozily yanked up her panties and tried to pull her dress over her body, banging her elbow hard against the stall wall before she fumbled out the door. Unfortunately for her, the other girl was quicker than the doe, catching her in an embrace right as she staggered out of the toilet stall.
"Ah ah, hold up there, stinky," the feline stranger laughed as her long, fluffy tail twined between the soft deer girl's legs. Something about the way she held her made it clear that she wasn't a threat. If anything, she looked amused by Amy's evident state of overstimulation.
"S-stinky?" she blurted incredulously, somehow that being the first thing she objected to.
"I have a nose, girl," the cheetah said with a teasing lilt, "And you smell real pent up." Her weight pressed against Amy's chest as the cat leaned in close, still keeping their bodies locked together as she reached up to delicately sniff Amy's neck. She could feel the thin fur on the cheetah's snout slide along the sensitive skin under her chin as her curious tongue came out to explore the crevice between her neck and jaw.
"S-sorry, I'm… It-it's the, ah—"
"Heat," the spotted cat giggled, "I know. Most girls get this way every now and then." The subtle shift of her hips had them pressed tightly against one another, causing the young deer to clench her thighs together instinctively. "But… nobody should have to suffer through it alone."
Amy wanted to protest that she didn't know this female, and that she just needed to go home and take care of herself, but all that came out was a squeak. The forceful hug and the nuzzling that followed had the deer girl standing on weak legs, her quivering arms finding their way around the other woman's waist. Before she knew it, she was nuzzling back, her muzzle burying itself in the dark rosettes on the cheetah's exposed shoulder. The warm fur beneath her chin smelled wonderful, but the rumbling purr from the other female made it clear that she was also receptive.
"That's a good girl," the stranger breathed, stroking the top of Amy's head and scratching behind her ear playfully, "Now let's find somewhere private where I can properly take care of you."