The ZOOphile – Part 1: The Zebra
The sun was still low in the sky, having only recently risen from behind the horizon. Still, its rays were powerful enough to shine down upon the large city that stood beneath. Smack-dab in the center of the urban settlement stood a massive zoo. Though mostly an endless open field divided into different habitats by high fences, dozens of different-sized buildings riddled the zoo grounds. Casually strolling along one of the hundreds of paths that meandered between the different habitats was a hot, eighteen-year-old nymphomaniac by the name of Barbie Lez. As she walked by habitat after habitat, the animals contained within looked her up and down, seemingly impressed by her great beauty. She had long, platinum-blonde hair with strategically placed, bright-pink highlights, full, pouty lip and piercing, emerald green eyes. Her firm, D-Cup boobs …