EXPLICIT - Sneaking a Treat

	The day was rather chilly - something that people were loath to admit in their day to day lives. Combine that with working as hard as ever and feeling the chill of the day seeping into their bones, the only thing that people could want to stave it off would be either something warm to eat or something warm to drink - either would work. So, the only logical course of action would be to find a place that could possibly fill both of those needs.
	“And yer’ total is gonna be eight twenty-five! I’ll be right back with yer’ coffee and donuts, sir!” With a small smile, a rather lithe-looking tiger girl starts to make her way around a rather comfortable-looking coffee shop, her hands quickly gathering together a pair of warm Boston Creme donuts before quickly reaching off to her left to grab a small paper bag - the word “Donut-licious” printed on the front. She smiles before quickly stuffing those donuts into the bag, folding the top so that the heat would be able to stay in a bit better, and places it off to the side for the moment.
	After quickly reaching for one of the styrofoam cups, as well as a lid that matched it, she quickly walks her way over towards the small coffee machine near the wall, her fingers moving to grab the lid before reaching for the actual coffee pot. With as deft a pour as she can manage, she fills that cup up before quickly replacing that pot, and moving that lid to its rightful place - secure on top of that cup. With that, she reaches over, grabs the bag of donuts she made earlier, and quickly brings them both to the front counter, where a rather tired and chilled-looking mouse grabs them and starts to head towards the door.
	The tiger girl lets out a sigh… That was the last customer before her shift ended, wasn’t it? A small smile starts to spread itself across her cheeks before she quickly makes her way over to one of the countertops, her rump soon finding its resting place on the slightly chilled granite that made up the counter.
	“Well, now… been a week an’ I think I’ve finally got a hang o’ this whole shindig…” The tiger simply sits there for a moment or two, her lungs slowly filling with air - today was a good day, wasn’t it? Yeah… of course, she was swamped, but she liked the work, at the very least. Though, now she can go home and do it all again for tomorrow. The thought of her bed quickly causes her to cover her face before a brief yawn escapes her… Just have to get home and then get things ready for bed.
	Just as she was about to stand up from her seat, the sound of a small chime echoes its way through the air - the source of that ringing coming from the tiger’s back pocket. After fishing a rather thin-looking phone from her back pocket, she pauses only to see a familiar name on screen before pressing one of the buttons and putting her phone up to her ear.
“Mmm, yello?”
“Ah, my little lyubimaya! I hope I didn’t catch you at a bad time. Are you free?” The rather airy-sounding voice coming from the phone’s speaker causes the tiger to smile from ear to ear.
“Ah, Damien! Oh, it’s so good to hear your voice!”
“Ah, I did not realise that I was so wanted all of a sudden! I hope that there are better things in store for me when we find the time, eh?” And like that, the voice on the other end of the line lets out a small chuckle. The tiger quickly covers her mouth before starting to giggle, herself - a quick snort following along with her chortling.
“Snnk-ha! Oh, lay offa me, would ya’? Anyway, what’s up? Somethin’ wrong, or are you just callin’ to say ‘hi’ like usual?” The tiger quickly leans forward onto one of the small counter tops, her eyes finding their way towards one of the empty chairs that filled the rest of the room.
“Oh, nothing, nothing, just the usual things. I long to see your face and such, and I was simply trying to recapture your image in my mind is all.”
“Oh… My god, that’s so cheesy! Hehehe-snnk!” The tiger puts her hand to her face again, the snort being covered from her palm plastering itself onto her nose. Something she had to deal with, but it was something that she liked about herself. Nothing bad at all, of course.
“Can you blame me?” The light-sounding voice on the other end of the connection lets out a chuckle of its own before continuing again. “Mimi, I was wondering if everything was alright. I know that you have not been sleeping well as of late, and I was wanting to see what you were up to, you know?” The tiger quickly rolls her eyes at the sound of the voice’s worry.
“Oh, come on, Damien, I’m fine! I’ve got a gorgeous BF, I’ve finally adjusted to my job here in the city, and I’m only about five blocks from my apartment! I’m… haaaaah…” The tiger quickly covers her mouth to suppress her yawn… “I’m fine!”
“Mmm, yes, and I am the Pope visiting St. Petersburg. Mimi, you know that you should be sleeping, yes? What would happen if you were going to drive home and you get in an accident or something like that, eh?” The tiger rolls her eyes once more before standing up straight once again, and starting to pace the floor… She loved him, but he worries a bit too much sometimes… Nevertheless, it’s him - she could deal with that, right?
“Damien, I’m fine! Really!” The tiger quietly meanders towards the back side of the counter, near one of the large cases that held the food. Without another word, she reaches in, and plucks a small sugar-coated donut from its spot on the rack before popping a bit of it into her mouth. They were going to be thrown out at the end of the day, anyway, so why couldn’t she have a bit of a snack every now and then? Besides, she needed the pick-me-up. “I’sh jush… how am I gonna ge’ ‘he eshtra mo’ey i’ do’t work so many hours?”
“That may be, yes, but… still, I simply want you to be happy and healthy is all, eh?” With that, the tiger girl swallows the rest of that powdered donut before speaking again.
“Look, you don’t need to worry, ‘mkay? Hell, I’ll try and make it up to you t’night - you want somethin’ nice to look at, don’t’cha?” And like that, the tiger starts to smirk once more, a small bit of pink starting to burn itself onto her cheeks. She knew what her boyfriend liked… oh, yes, she did.
“H...hah… Yes, yes, this is fine.” She smirks a bit wider at that point… she got him.
“Good, now, you rest easy, and I’ll try and send you something so you don’t get bored, yeah? You don’t gotta worry any!”
“Oh… fine… Be that as it may, I still want to see you in bed soon, eh?” She rolls her eyes before looking to her phone screen… yeah, she still had time, sure.
“Yes, yes, now you try and take it easy, Damien. I’m just getting everything closed now, so you don’t gotta worry a single hair on your head. I’ll talk to ya’ later, okay?” The voice on the other end of the phone line lets out a sigh before speaking once again.
“Hah… yes, my little зайка. I’ll talk to you again soon, yes?”
“Hehe… bye, Damien~.” And with that, the tiger girl presses a button on her screen, cutting the connection off. She quickly stuffs her phone into her back pocket before turning towards one of the large trays that were hanging from one of the racks behind the counter. A small knot starts to form itself in her gut… She needed to eat something soon, didn’t she? The thought of trying out that new jambalaya recipe at home was causing her mouth to water… She shakes her head - less thinking about home, more thinking about here. And like that, she reaches over to the rack, and pulls one of the large trays out from its holder before bringing it over towards one of the large orange trash cans that lined the back wall.
“And… in you go, y’ little… rat bastard…!” And like that, she tips that tray over towards the mouth of the open container. At once, the multitude of delicious pastries that were lining that tray spill over the lip, and tumble into the bright orange container, the plastic garbage bag inside crinkling with each donut, eclair, and crueller that tumbled into its waiting maw. In no time, the only thing left on that tray was a single donut, yellow custard spewing out from its side.
“Well, now… don’t mind iffin’ I do.” The tiger simply smiles for a moment or two, and plucks that donut from its spot on the tray, and brings it to her mouth before taking a bite… At once, the sweet citrusy filling fills her mouth, the hunger in her gut starting to abate for the time being. With that, she brings that tray towards the back room before placing it in the sink. She’ll let the morning shift worry about it. Right now, though, she was ready to head on home - food was calling her name!
So, with that, she quickly makes her way out from behind the counter, and reaches into her pocket for her keys. She quickly pulls out that jingling mess of metal before heading towards the back room. Once she’s there, she quickly makes her way to a small keypad on the wall, flips open the small door on the front, and starts to press a few buttons. A moment or two later, a small “beeeeeep” rings out into the air.
“There we go… armed. Now, just gotta head on home and get me some of that Jambalaya. I really hope I added enough spice to it, though...” And with that, she starts to make her way out through the back door, making sure to flick the lights to the “off” position before closing the door fully.


With a small sigh, the tiger turns the key in her lock, and opens her door with a bit of a creaking sound - more traffic than she had ever wanted, and people being absolutely crazy, as per usual. She drops her bag off to the side of the door, and immediately makes her way towards the small kitchenette off to her right, the smell of something deliciously savory immediately wafting its way into her nose.
“Ooooh, if that don’t smell good, I don’t know what does…” And with that, she smiles before reaching up towards one of the large cabinets, and pulling out an amply-sized bowl from her stock of clean dishes. With that, she turns towards her right, the sight of a rather small-looking slow-cooker sitting on top of the small oven-range that looked like it could have been in a bit better condition. She smiles and quickly takes off the light blue cover from the top of that ceramic cooker before letting out a sigh.
“Oh, yeah… I think yer’ gonna be just right.” She quickly places that lid off to the side for the moment, and reaches for a good-sized serving spoon from a small drawer off to her right. After one more quick whiff of that savory, spicy mixture within that machine, she scoops out spoonful after spoonful into her bowl.
“Hehe… Dollars to donuts, Damien’s gonna be jealous o’ what I got.” After quickly replacing the lid back onto the slow-cooker, she quickly takes her bowl and makes her way towards her small living room, making sure to grab the remote from in front of her flat screen before plopping her rump down onto the nearby couch cushions. With a smile, she quickly scoops up some of that spicy mixture from her bowl, and stuffs it into her maw. Immediately, the tangy, slightly searing spice of the rice, as well as the slightly fresh taste of the shrimp that were encased within hits her tongue.
“Mmm… Yeah, definitely doing this again.” And with that, she quietly picks up her remote once again, points it towards the television, and presses the power button. Immediately, the image on screen flares to life - some sort of news program, from the looks of things.
“Oh, great, great, more news. Stuff I don’t need.” The tiger girl quickly rolls her eyes at the various headlines, and quickly points the remote once more to change the channel. A second later, the sound of someone laughing fills the air.
“Oh, good! I can’t believe that Jump or Slump is on this late!” And with that, the tiger girl quickly leans forward in her seat, her mouth soon becoming filled with spoonful after spoonful of delicious spice and savoriness. She lets out a sigh after a while. Finally, finding time to relax after a busy day like today is something that she needed more than anything. She leans back in her seat after a bit, and slumps herself into the cushions as best she can.
“Buh… yeah, just gotta get things done around here, and then it’s off to bed… Wait, no, I didn’t… uh…” She furrows her brows at the sound of her own words before looking off towards the corner. A rather compact-looking exercise bike stood there, a small jacket or two hooked onto the handlebars. The tiger quickly puts her palm to her face, and pulls it down at the thought of using it.
“Ugh… I haven’t even had time to work out since I got here. Should I just sell the thing, or… mmm… nah, it’s fine where it is now, I think.” She quickly rests her hand onto her now-full stomach. A second later, though, her eyes widen at the feeling of something plush between her fingers. She quickly looks down towards her gut, and lets out a small groan at the sight of her gut bulging out from beyond her waistband.
“Oh, come on… with all that I’ve been working, I’m still getting some tum? Ugh, you’ve gotta be kidding me.” The tiger quickly places her (now-empty) bowl onto the small coffee table in front of her before sitting up, and grabbing either side of her gut, the bit of pudge she has squishing and molding in her palms. Though, a moment or two later, she lets out a sigh before letting go of her stomach.
“Buh… I’ll just try walking to work tomorrow morning. That should help with things… Yeah, that could work.” She smiles for a moment or two before leaning back into her seat once again, her bit of flab quickly being forgotten for the time being. Instead, she reaches underneath herself, and pulls out her phone from her back pocket, pressing the button on the side to unlock her device before scrolling through her various feeds… In no time, though, she lets out a sigh before giving a quick glance towards her front door… If she’s getting ready for bed, anyway, then… she could always have a little bit of fun, couldn’t she?
With that, she quickly stands up from her seat, and makes her way over to her front door. She turns the locks and clicks them into place before smiling and making her way back to her seat on the couch. On her way, though, she stops at the smell of the rest of the food in the kitchen. A knowing smile smears itself onto her face once more before she quickly makes her way over to her coffee table, scoops up her bowl, and takes it with her back to the kitchen, where she grabs another serving and a half of jambalaya. With a small chuckle to herself, she brings that bowl back to her seat on the couch, and gets back to eating.


“A-Ahhn… hnnh… ah… hff…” The tiger girl quietly sits there on the couch, her bowl now empty for the second time and her hand in her pants. She needed to get out the stress of the day, and what better way to do that than to have a bit of “personal” time? Without another word, she trails her fingers along her folds, each pass sending shivers and spikes of pleasure up her spine… Oh, yes, she needed every single little bit of this.
“Hnnf… Damien… oh… fffuck…” The tiger quickly closes her eyes as the image of her boyfriend fills her mind - her fingers now quickly dipping their way between her folds. Soon enough, though, she quickly unfastens her work pants, and pushes them down to her knees - she needed them to be at least somewhat presentable for work in the morning, after all. Nevertheless, she continues on with her poking, prodding, and outright seeking of pleasure.
“Hnnh… yes… oh, right there… Yes…” She smiles for a moment or two more before increasing her tempo - not enough to make her go over the edge, just enough that she can have a bit more fun with herself, if anything.  Without another word, the tiger quietly gets into a good rhythm… in and out, in and out… her fingers immediately finding that one spot within her folds that would be able to send her over the edge. Oh, it was tantalizing, but she had to hold back for now… Besides, any more, and she would probably bust right then and there - and she still had more fun planned with herself.
“Oh… ffuck, Damien… please… keep going…” She moans into the air after a moment or two of pressing her fingers between her lips, and soon enough, lets out a sigh… Yeah, she could work with this - with one last push into her entrance, she turns her head into one of the soft cushions before her walls clamp down onto her fingers, her inner muscles milking her digits for every single little bit that they’re worth…
“Hnnnngh… ah… there… hah… hah… hah… yeah, that… that should do it…” She smiles at that point, and lets out a small sigh before pulling her hand from between her legs - her first two fingers now drenched in her fluids. “Hehe… heh… yeah… Oh, shit, that’s right.” And like that, she reaches forward to the coffee table in front of her to grab her phone. After quickly unlocking it again, she presses a button or two to navigate to her camera app. She quickly spreads her legs, holds her phone out at an angle, and pulls the hem of her shirt up to her mouth, causing her “ample” bosom (as she liked to call it) to spill forth from its cloth prison.
She smiles for a moment before reaching down between her legs with her free hand, her fingers quickly spreading her lips apart.

Ka-Click!

And like that, the bright light of the small LED on the front of her phone flashes its bright light before falling dark once more - the image of herself with her body exposed to the open air saving itself into her phone’s camera roll. She giggles once more before bringing her phone close once again, and navigating her way to her messaging app. Once there, she quickly types up a few of the “winky face” emojis before attaching the image to that message, and hitting the “send” button. And like that, she lets out a small sigh… Yeah, her boyfriend needed a bit of a show tonight, didn’t he? Besides, she was having fun, anyway, so why not share in the revelry?

Ding~!

She blinks at the sound of her phone going off. After quickly scrolling through her messages and making sure that everything was alright, she smiles and starts to chuckle into her hand, her boyfriend’s message making its way through, finally.
“Pfft-hahaha!! Snnnk! Oh my gosh, Damien!” On screen, a group of three pictures of a pair of eyeballs looking towards the left causes her to start typing once again. The only thing she enters into the text field being a small emoticon that looks like a smiling, winking face on its side. With that, though, she quickly lets out a sigh before locking her phone once more - the only thing on screen being her phone’s background and a small clock near the top of her screen. The analog-style hands of that clock were pointing up straight, and slightly off to the left at that point - 11:00 PM.
“Oh, hell… Didn’t realize it was gettin’ so late.” And like that, she tugs her pants up just enough that she can walk without looking like a penguin, stands up from her seat, and quietly makes her way down the halls towards her room. WIthout another word, she quietly makes her way into her room, and over to her small dresser off to the side. She quickly pulls open one of the drawers, and pulls out a fresh pair of pajamas - orange was always her color, wasn’t it?
She smiles, and quickly disrobes herself as best she can - no need to take a tumble and look like an idiot that can’t get out of their clothes, after all. With a smile on her face, she quickly tosses her work clothes onto the small chair near the corner before slipping into her own comfortable orange sleepwear. After quietly making her way towards her bed, she glances off to her right, towards the mirror that was stuck to the back side of her door.
“Hm… Eh, yeah, I could probably stand to lose a few pounds, if anything…” She grabs the sides of her gut for a moment, the fabric holding them being slightly tighter than she recalls… Though, a moment later, she shrugs, and quietly makes her way around to the side of her bed, where she quietly slips under the blanket, and lets out a sigh before reaching over, and plugging her phone into its small charging rack.
She smiles for a moment at that point before quietly setting her phone down, and pressing the small switch on her lamp, causing the room to go dark. Without a word, she smiles, closes her eyes, and starts to drift off as best as she can to dreamland.


BWEEP BWEEP BWEEP! BWEEP BWEEP BWEEP!

The tiger's eyes flutter their way open at the sound of her alarm going off… Ugh, another day, another round of work for her to get things going… With that, she grumbles something incoherent, and sits up in her bed, the blanket quickly rumpling up in front of her from their new position… With a sigh, she quietly slips out from her blanket prison, and makes her way through towards her small bathroom. She needed to shower, grab something on the way to work, and get things done today - tomorrow was her day off, after all, and she certainly didn’t want to waste too much of her time doing things for someone else, if she can help it.
After quickly disrobing once more, she tosses her clothes into a nearby hamper before turning towards her small “showerette” as she liked to call it - it certainly wasn’t able to be called a shower from size alone, and the only thing that she could get to fit in there was a small caddy that could hang from the shower nozzle. No, “showerette” was the right thing to call it. Nevertheless, she quickly turns the knob on the faucet, causing fresh water to start to sprinkle its way out of the nozzle. She quickly puts her hand under it for a moment before quickly pulling it back to herself - cold as ice. Ugh.
“Ngh, c’mon, now… I need to get ready for work, you lazy shower…” Her eyes still half-closed, she quietly stands there in the nude, waiting for her water to warm up to some degree of comfortability. Thankfully, everything was in order a moment or seven later, at which point she steps under that relaxing stream of water… She lets out a sigh as she feels every little drop wash over herself… Yes, this would probably help her to wake up, if anything. For now, though, she needed to get clean, and get ready.
After quickly lathering herself up and rinsing herself off as best as she could, she shuts off the stream of water by turning that knob the other way. She lets out a small groan to herself at that point, the feeling of the warm water quickly turning cold causing her to shiver in place… She didn’t want to move, but she had to - work was calling to her. After quickly stepping out from that shower, she reaches off to her left, towards a small rack on the side of the wall.
She grabs a large, fluffy towel before wrapping it around herself as best as she could… Yeah, that would work…
“Mrrph… god, I just wanna stay here…” She rubs her face with one of the corners of that swatch of fabric before letting out another sigh. “Ugh… too fluffy… don’t wanna… pillow…” She mumbles something else incoherent after that, and quietly shuffles her way out of her bathroom, the excess water soon soaking into that towel. Without another word, she quickly rubs herself as dry as she can, tosses that towel off to the side, and starts to rifle through her dresser to pick out her clothes for the day - a green polo and a pair of dark slacks. Standard work attire, as far as she was concerned.
“Alright… gotta… get these… fuckin’.... Ugh… come on, you…” She quickly stuffs her legs through the holes in those pants, her thighs providing a bit of resistance from pulling them all the way up to her waist. Soon enough, though, she squeezes her way into her clothes, and lets out a sigh before slipping into her work shoes. She could walk to work in these, couldn’t she? She reaches up and rubs the back of her head at the thought of that… How long has it been since she wore these clothes, anyway?
After a moment or two of looking at herself in the mirror, she lets out a sigh… Yeah, a walk would do her good, especially with what she was starting to pack into her work clothing. With that, though, she quickly reaches over to the small side table next to her bed, grabs her everyday essentials - her keys, hat, and billfold - before stuffing them into her pockets as best as she can without squishing anything… Though, in the end, she has a pair of brick-shaped and oblong-shaped masses on either side of her legs.
She lets out a small groan. This was going to happen all day today, wasn’t it? She shakes her head for a moment or two before letting out another small sigh and heading through her bedroom door. She needed to get out of there before she’s late. So, without another word, she makes her way towards her front door, clicks the small button-lock on the knob after opening it, and makes her way through before closing her door once more. With that, she quietly makes her way down the small set of steps that led to her apartment, and steps onto the sidewalk - the slight chill in the air causing her to put her hands onto her upper arms.
“Gh… cold… don’t wanna go back in… Guess I’ll rough it.” And like that, she starts to make her way down that path without another word, her teeth chattering every so often from the chill in the air. For the while, everything is relatively quiet - not that many cars, and judging from the amount of people on the path, the only thing that she would have to worry about would be the occasional person preaching their beliefs or wanting to take time out of her day to ask her something. Nevertheless, though, she continues on towards her job.
As she walks, though, a rather intrusive thought starts to nestle its way into her head - “Are they staring at me?”. The tiger furrows her brow with each person she passes down the sidewalk, each little thought causing her cheeks to warm with a bit of a pink blush.
	“Ugh… I’ll have to buy some new clothes at this rate.” Soon enough, she lets out a sigh before making her way through the doors of her little café - the warm air hitting her face in an instant, as well as the sound of a number of people waiting patiently in line for someone to take their order. Morning routines at their finest, of course.
Without another word, and putting her smile on her face once more, she steps behind the counter, and quickly gets to work by taking someone’s order. Coffee, chai, and a pair of scones, from the looks of the small order slip coming through the machines. A few quick pours and a pair of warm scones in the oven later, she pushes them onto a small tray before placing them on the front counter… Another day of work, and another day of getting paid.


It’s the weekend - the perfect time to relax, get things done that you need to get done, and figure out what you want to do with your free time. Though, for the tiger girl, she’s spending her time at the mall. At the moment, she had just finished lunch at the food court (an extra large beef and chicken teriyaki bowl), and was walking down the various walkways with her eyes looking at the various storefronts… There had to be some sort of outlet in here that had what she wanted… Her eyes perk up a moment later at one of the signs - the words “Big and Beautiful” embossed in glowing blue lettering.
With a small smile on her face, (as well as a bit of a blush,) she makes her way through the entrance. Immediately, a soft song meets her ears from the speakers in the corners - perfect for a shopping experience, if anything.
“Okay, so… clothes, clothes, clothes…” And with that, the tiger girl quietly starts to make her way through the various racks and stands of clothing, each one being in a different style, color, or design in its entirety… Well, she won’t have to look for a different store for different clothes, at the very least. After quietly making her way through the various stacks of clothing, she picks out a good selection for her to work with before making her way towards the changing rooms near the back of the store.
After quickly making her way through one of the (relatively small) doors to one of the changing rooms, she places her selection onto the bench to her right before turning towards her left - her own image meeting her gaze. A mirror, from the looks of things. She smiles to herself for a moment or two more before turning towards her selection of clothes she picked out for herself. After quickly picking out a rather nice-looking purple shirt, she smiles, sets it aside for the moment, and quickly starts to disrobe herself as quickly as she can. With that, she tosses the white shirt she was wearing off to the side for the moment before taking the purple fabric from that pile of clothing, and brings it over her head.
She quickly pulls it on, and lets out a sigh before breathing in through her nose, and closing her eyes… All she had to do was take a look at herself in the mirror, and things would probably be fine. So, she turns towards the mirror, opens her eyes, and-
“Oh, hello, girl!” She smiles for a moment or two at the way that the purple fabric drapes off of herself - the tight folds and wrinkles from her previous shirt quickly fading from her mind. “Ooh, yeah, now that there’s somethin’ I can work with!” With that, she puts her hand onto her hip, and sticks her rump out towards her right in a bit of a pose. She smirks to herself once again, and quickly nods before turning towards her pile of other selections. In no time, she pulls out a pair of pants from that stack of clothing, and lays them out so that she can change.
A moment later, the tight pants that she came in with are bunched up on the floor, a breath of fresh air filling her lungs once more - freedom from the tightness… ooh, it felt so good to breathe, especially after outgrowing her clothes. With that, she picks up the pair of white-colored pants from the pile of clothing on the bench, and starts to pull them on, the smile on her face quickly turning into a grin at the sight of a fresh pair of clothes on her, as well as the feeling of being able to breathe somewhat normally. She giggles to herself once more before making another pose for herself in the mirror.
“Well, now… Mimi, girl, don’t you look good enough to eat!” She giggles to herself once more before taking a seat on the bench, right next to the clothing she picked out. Without another word, she leans forward towards her image in the mirror - her eyes wide enough to get every single bit of her form into her gaze, and the grin on her face turning more and more upward from the sheer enjoyment she was feeling… Clothes that fit! And they don’t even break the bank! Oh, she could just imagine the look on Damien’s face when she-
“Heh… Oh, Damien… you silly lil’ thing, you… I think you’re gonna like this…” She smirks to herself once again, the thought of her boyfriend still fresh in her mind. In no time, her face begins to grow warm, and before she knows it, she looks towards the door - the button that locks it still outward in its “unlocked” position… She smirks to herself for a moment or two longer before reaching over, grabbing the handle, and pressing her thumb against the button, causing it to “click” its way into the lock.
“There… now no one’s gonna bother me while I have some fun.” She smiles to herself, and quickly presses her fingers between her legs, through her white pants… Yeah, there wouldn’t be anything wrong with this, would there? With that, she smiles, and leans back into her seat, the image of herself pressing her fingers between her legs causing the blush on her cheeks to blaze a bit brighter with each second… In no time, a damp spot starts to form through her pants, and before she can realize it, she’s jammed her hand down her pants.
“Oooh, yeah… there’s the stuff…” She smiles to herself for a moment or two more before leaning back against the wall of that changing room, and closing her eyes, the sparks of pleasure rolling up her spine from each pass causing her breathing to speed up… Yeah, she was starting to get into the pace of it all, wasn’t she? She smiles to herself for a moment or two more before quietly letting her mind wander for the time being… In no time, the image of her boyfriend finds its place within her mind, his form, his expression, his member… everything she loved about him planting itself firmly into her mind.
In no time, her fingers quickly find their way into her entrance, each one of her digits pressing against her walls with nary a complaint from their owner. The tiger quickly puts her free hand up to her mouth to muffle any sort of moaning she might be making. Even then, the only things that make their way through are the sounds of her quickened breathing, and the drool she was dripping through her fingers - this was starting to get too much for her, and she was starting to lose herself, if only a little… She lets out a small sigh before squishing her fingers into her entrance once more, brushing up against the bit of sensitive flesh that loved to send sparks up her spine.
“Hnngh…!!! G-God, yes… F...Fuck me, Damien…” Her eyes open once more, the actual orbs within her skull crossed from the sheer pleasure she was feeling rocketing up to her head… Almost immediately, her walls clamp down around her fingers, her juices spraying against the crotch of her pants. The damp spot in that white fabric now becoming considerably darker from her orgasm.
“Gffh… hah… one more…” And like that, she starts to jam her fingers into her entrance once again, her walls still twitching and clamping around her digits. In no time, her quick ministrations cause her walls to relax once more, only to tense up a moment or three later from the new, even more powerful orgasm to rock her system!
“HnnnnnfffffffFFFFUCK!!!” She throws her head back against the side of the wall, her legs tingling and her crotch on fire from the repeated stimulus… Soon enough, though, she lets out a small sigh as she comes down from her shiver-inducing afterglow…
“Hah… Hah… Hah… Oh, fuck…” The tiger smiles for a moment or two at that point before pulling her hand out from between her legs… For a moment or two, she looks towards the door, her face awash in a bright pink blush. Hopefully, no one heard her yell out and wanted to come see what was going on with her in there…

Ding~!

For a split second, she jumps from the sound of her phone going off. She quickly lets out a small sigh before reaching for her too-tight pants, and digs through her pocket before pulling out her phone. After quickly unlocking things, she opens up her notifications. A small picture of a text box, from the look of things - a new text message. She taps it, causing her messaging app to open itself to the new addition to a text thread.
“Hello, darling! I hope I am not bothering you at the moment, but I’m feeling oh so lonely, and was wondering if I could get something, ah… voluptuous for my mind to work with?” At those words, her brows furrow.
“Ugh, Damien… now of all times?” She shakes her head, and quickly starts typing up a message to reply to her boyfriend.
“hey damien! um… you mind if i save some of that for later? i’m kinda busy at the moment.” And like that, she hits the “send” button, causing the message to pop up from its text box before forming a small sort of bubble, and sending itself into the thread. She lets out a small sigh before leaning back against the side wall of that changing room once more, the entire situation causing her embarrassment to spark itself within her core. Oh, she couldn’t do something like that right now, could she? She’s… well, would “not herself” really be the best choice of words for him to see? She shakes her head at that point before looking down towards her screen.
Just then, a small gray bubble of words pops its way onto the screen, causing her message from before to push itself up to make room for the new gray bubble.
“Ah, well… I will have to make do for the time being. My apologies for bothering you! Please make sure you get home safely if you are out! I do not wish for you to get hurt while you are out and about!” The tiger smiles at that point - he could be such a gentleman when he wanted to be… With that, she quickly starts to type up a response.
“can do, damien! i just have to finish up my shopping and i’ll be back home in no time!” She smiles, and presses the “send” button once again. Now, what all would she be getting to bring home with her…? She looks off towards the small-ish pile of clothing, now slightly rumpled from her twitching and shuffling in her seat. An orgasm that strong is sure to have something to do with that, of course. Nevertheless, she turns back towards her phone once more just as another message pops up.
“Also, when you are able, I would absolutely love to see your form again. Whenever you have the chance, I mean.” The tiger simply smiles, and types her response once again. This boy was thirsty, wasn’t he?
“of course, of course. it’ll have to be later, though - tryin to work on my form and all :p” With a bit of a chuckle to herself, she smiles and hits the “send” button once again. Once that’s done, she quickly stands up from her spot, and shuffles her way out of her now cum-stained clothing, and folds them as nicely as she can. She certainly didn’t want to let the attendants know what she had done in here, of all places. Without another word, she pulls on her tight-fitting clothes, puts the clothes she wants to buy around her arm, and quickly unlocks the door before heading towards the front desk.



With a small sigh, the tiger quietly flops herself onto her couch, her flab stopping its movement about three seconds later - it had been around a year since she had gone to go shopping. In that time, everything was going a bit haywire. She had started to pick up a few more shifts at the café, and she pretty much didn’t have the energy to go on her walking trips there… Her car worked fine, though, so she started to use that hunk of junk again to get herself where she needed to go. Nevertheless, she was almost always tired at the end of the day.
That, and she had certainly gained a few pounds. Even now, the tiger reaches to her gut, and presses her palm into her plushness, the palm and the surrounding parts of her hand disappearing into her softness. Well, at least she was having the time of her life while working at the café. She smiles to herself for a moment or two before a small blush covers her face. She was certainly soft in all the right places, after all… Before she can think of anything else, though, the small chirruping sound of her ringtone going off pulls her from her reverie. She quickly reaches up towards her chest, and sticks her hand between her breasts, pulling out her phone a moment or two later.
She quickly presses a button on her screen before putting her phone up to her ear.
“Hello? This is Mimi.”
“Mimi, my dear lyubimaya! Oh, it is so great to hear your voice again!” At this point, the tiger simply smiles from ear to ear. After all, it had been a bit since she had a call from someone other than a telemarketer or someone wanting to scam her out of something. This was obviously a great change of pace to have, especially after a tough day like today.
“Damien! Oh, god, it’s so good to hear from ya’! How’ve you been? What’s going on?” The voice on the other end of the line chuckles for a moment or two before answering.
“Oh, everything is going well for me, lyubimaya. Everything is so great! So much so that I have to say that I am in town for the weekend, and I thought I would surprise you by taking you out to dinner! How do you feel about Polish food?” At that point, the tiger’s eyes widen - did he just say he was in town?
“U-Uh… well, um… Polish food sounds nice and all- did you just say that you’re in town? Like… in town in town?”
	“The one and the same, lyubimaya! I wanted to come see you! I do hope you are not bothered by me and my being here!” The voice on the other end of the call chuckles once again before continuing. “Besides, it has been some time since we last saw each other, no? We must meet! I will take us out for dinner, and it will be my treat! You do not have to worry at all!” The tiger’s eyes widen for a moment more at her boyfriend’s words. This was… something she didn’t think about at all.
	“Oh, yeah, um… I can do that! Um… I’ll just, um… I just have t’ find something to wear is all! I didn’t know you were coming down at all, you know! You could have told me before you decided to fly down all the way here!”
	“Where is the fun in that, lyubimaya? I thought I would give you a small surprise is all! Is there something wrong with that? Did something happen?”
	“No, no- Damien, it’s fine, it’s fine! I just… I just have to figure out what I’m gonna wear for our date is all. Besides, I just, uh… I just got home, and I’m kinda tired is all. You mind if we figure this out for tomorrow night? Like… tomorrow’s my day off, and I just need to get everything in order before something unexpected comes my way.” The way that the tiger speaks causes the voice on the other end of the line to chuckle.
	“Da, da, this is something that I can work with! Again, I’m sorry for bothering you out of nowhere and such. I simply just have to see you again!”
	“Oh, of course, Damien! Just… a little warning next time is all I’m askin’ - when I’m not so… haaaaaah… tired is all.” The tiger puts a bit of a grin on her face at that point… Her boyfriend certainly had some timing about him, didn’t he? She shakes her head at that point, and turns her attention back to her call. “Anyway, I’d love to see you, but tomorrow - I’m tired as hell, and I need to rest a little, you know?”
	“Of course, Mimi! Again, my most sincere apologies for calling you out of nowhere, lyubimaya. I simply had to call you after landing! I will be at my hotel for the night, so I will not be going anywhere until the weekend is over, eh?”
	“Good, good… Listen, dinner’s ready, and I’m gonna get everything ready for bed, so you stay safe, okay, honey?” She smiles a bit at that point. The thought of something delicious filling the growing void in her gut causing her to smile…
	“Da, I will do this! You try to relax, yes? I will see you tomorrow, lyubimaya! Stay safe, now!”
	“Hehe, bye, Damien~...” And like that, the tiger pulls her phone away from her face, and presses the “call end” button before placing her phone onto the table in front of her. Timing, indeed… She lets out a small sigh at that point, and leans back into her seat. What in the world was she going to wear, even? She quietly puts her hands up to her face before trying her best to wipe away any sort of worry… This was Damien she was thinking about - he was great, and there were no “but”’s about it!
	With that, she quickly pushes herself up from her spot on the couch, the indentation left behind by her form causing the memory foam that the cushions were made of to slowly expand outward from their crushed shape. The tiger starts to make her way towards the kitchen at that point, the thought of the beef stew she had left cooking in the slow cooker that morning causing her gut to rumble with need…


	The tiger lets out a small sigh before pulling on a rather nice-looking dark green dress. She had thankfully bought it last week just in case something had happened, and she needed to dress up for something formal, at the very least. After quickly making her way towards her bathroom to “paint her face” as she liked to call it, she makes her way out towards her front door, her small clutch-purse in hand. She didn’t like to bring something like this with her if she could help it, but… this was special - it’s Damien. She hadn’t seen him in a while, after all! Why not dress up?
	With a smile, she makes her way out of her apartment, and makes her way towards her car. After ducking herself into its confines, she lets out a sigh before buckling her seatbelt, and starting the machine up. She hesitates for a moment or two, though, the thought of her boyfriend seeing her like she is now - five times heavier than what she was since the last time she saw him - running through her mind. Even then, those very same invading thoughts cause her cheeks to burn with a pink blush… It’s not like she doesn’t like it, after all - she loves her body! “More to love on”, as her mother used to say.
	She shakes her head at that point, and lets out a sigh.
	“Awright, let’s get this done with.” And with that, she puts on a small smile, and puts the gear shift into “Drive” before stepping on the pedal. Her car lurches forward, and she quickly starts to drive down the road. In no time, though, she makes her way through turns and stop lights, crosswalks with people making their way across the road without a care for their own safety, and every other little thing that could make her life difficult at this point in time. Soon enough, she pulls her car into a parking spot, shifts the gear into “Park”, and lets out a small sigh - here we go.
	With that, she turns her keys, pulls them out of the ignition, and opens her door before getting out of her vehicle. She stands up for a moment, looks around for the door, and anything that could even resemble her boyfriend… Though, a brief scan later reveals nothing but customers and people that are getting fed-up with the wait time. She quietly makes her way towards the front door, her steps resembling waddling than anything else. After quietly making her way through those doors, she looks around the various tables and booths, each one practically filled with someone that looks to be having a good time.
	“Ah, lyubimaya! Mimi! Over here!” The light tone of her boyfriend’s voice meets her ears, the image of him meeting her gaze a moment or three later. His orange and white fluff was one of the better things that she liked about him, the other being his personality and how he cared for her… She quickly waddles her way over towards her boyfriend’s table, the one occupying it being a rather lean-looking vulpine with orange fur and white fluff around the face and chest.
	The vuline quickly stands up from his seat, and closes the distance between the two of them before quickly sinking into each other for a brief moment. Soon, though, the vulpine holds the tiger out at arm’s length. Though, with how large the tiger had gotten, there wasn’t that much space there to begin with. Nevertheless, the vulpine speaks.
	“Ah, Mimi, my lyubimaya, it is SO good to see you!” Almost immediately, the tiger perks up out of her miniature funk, a smile starting to plaster itself across her face. “Come, come, sit down, I have already ordered you some champagne and some water for the evening.” The vulpine gestures takes a seat in his chair before gesturing to the seat opposite himself. Without another word, the tiger plants her rump against the wood, an audible groan escaping from the seat itself.
	“Ah, hi, Damien, um… it’s great to see you, you know?” She smiles for a moment or two more before putting her hand up to her neck. How long had it been since she had seen him, even? At least more than a year, if anything… What was she going to say, even?
	“Ah, da, da, of course, of course! You have been well? How is your new job treating you out here in the city?”
	“Oh, um… well, I love it, honestly. I mean… I want to say I’m almost up to assistant manager, but everyone else is gunning for it, so I need to up my game a little, you know?” She smirks at that point, and puts her hand down from her neck. At least she wasn’t going to be awkward with him.
	“Ah, yes, yes, I see what you are talking about. Well, I want you to do your best when you interview for the position, eh?” And like that, the vulpine quickly reaches towards a small champagne flute to his right. After snatching it up, he quietly takes a sip from it before putting it back down right where it was before.
	“Oh, obviously, Damien! You know I always do that when some kinda’ chance like that rears its head!”
	“Oh, of course, of course, my dear Mimi. Though, reminders never hurt, Da?” At that point, the tiger smiles at the vulpine’s words. He always knew what to say, didn’t he…?
	“Yeah… Oh! That reminds me - how in the hell did you find th’ time to get all the way out here? I thought you were still at college or something! Don’t you have classes to worry about?” At this point, the vulpine across the table simply rests his elbows on the table top before inter-weaving his fingers and resting his chin on top of those digits.
	“Ah, yes, yes, something about me, ah… graduating early, I think would be appropriate to say? Hehe…” At that point, the tiger’s eyes go wide.
	“W-W-Wait, woah, woah-huh!? You graduated early!? How-...!? Wha-!?”
	“A-Ah, Mimi, Mimi, lyubimaya, calm down, everything is alright! You do not need to worry! I simply took an extra class this semester, and everything worked out in the end, eh? I was thinking that I could find some sort of apartment around here, and perhaps move in near you, eh? Wouldn’t you like that, lyubimaya?” And like that, the vulpine spreads a grin across his face, causing the tiger’s face to quickly match it - Oh, that was something that she could live with, couldn’t she?
	“Oh, are you kidding me!? I’d love the hell out of it! Though, uh… I’ve kinda got something to get offa my chest, you know…?” The tiger’s words cause the vulpine’s brow to raise in confusion.
	“Hm? Something is the matter?”
	“W-Well, uh… last you saw me, I was kinda… well… stick-like? You know? Uh… and now I’m, uh… well, not, and-”
	“Lyubimaya, is that what you are concerned about?”
	“Huh?” At that point, the vulpine tilts his head to the right, causing his cheek to rest on top of his fingers.
	“Mimi, I love you for how you are - I do not care if you are thin as soup stock or as large as a tractor. Ya tebya lyublyu - I love you, Mimi. There is nothing in this world that is going to change that.” For a moment, the tiger simply sits there, blinking away her disbelief. He… loves her? Even with as big a body as she has now?
	“O-Oh… Oh, Damien…!” And like that, the tiger smiles before unrolling her napkin and silverware. She quickly places that bit of dark cloth against her face, hoping that her mascara hasn’t run much from the tears that were welling up at the edges of her eyes.
	“My lyubimaya, what do you say we have a nice meal, and then we can have a little bit of fun over at your place, eh? Does that sound alright with you, Mimi?” The tiger simply smiles for a moment, and nods her head. The vulpine smiles in return, and leans back into his chair, a small blush starting to burn its way onto his cheeks.


	Dinner was simply divine, as far as the vulpine and the tiger were concerned. Both of them are sitting in their seats at the moment, plates cleared of every little bit of food and their stomachs full.
	“Phew… that. Was. So good.” The tiger smiles a moment or two at the sound of her own words, the feeling of her gut being a bit more bloated and full to the brim bringing a smile to her face. “I honestly didn’t know that pierogis could taste so good. How’d you find out about this place, Damien?”
	“Oh, do not worry, Mimi, I have my ways and my connections.” With that, the vulpine flashes a smirk to the tiger before leaning back in his seat. A moment later, he quietly puts his hand up to his mouth before a bit of a belch rumbles its way out through his maw. Almost immediately, the tiger covers her  mouth and starts to devolve into a bit of a giggle fit.
	“SNNNK- Haaahahaha! Oh my gosh, Damien, that’s so cute!” The vulpine simply waves away the tiger’s remarks.
	“Ahehehe… it’s, um… it’s nothing, Mimi.”
	“Oh, don’t you worry any. It’s like my momma says - it’s not bad manners, it’s good food!” And with that, the tiger reaches over to her champagne flute off to her right, and throws back the rest of her booze before setting the now-empty cup onto the table. “Well, I think that this went really well, don’t you think, Damien?”
	“Oh, yes, Mimi, it was… ooh, how do you say… divine? Is that the right word?” With that, thought, the vulpine pushes his chair back from the table, and stands up from his seat before making his way to the other side of the table. Without another word, he holds his hand out towards the tiger, who quietly takes it, and pushes herself up from her seat. As soon as she stands up from her chair, the wooden seat underneath her lets out a groan of relief - the wood finally relaxing from its semi-squished spot.
	“Mhm, I think that could work for something like this… Now, you follow me home, and I’ll treat you to some, uh… ‘dinner and a show’. Sound alright?” The tiger quickly winks towards the vulpine, who stands there for a moment or two in slight shock… Was she suggesting what he thought she was suggesting?
	“Well, ah… I think I can make this work. I shall follow you home, lyubimaya!” And like that, the tiger smirks, and grabs the vulpine by the wrist before taking him towards the front door, each waddling step she takes full of lust and need.


	The door to the tiger’s room closes after the two of them make their way into the room. With a smile on her face, the tiger turns towards the vulpine, and quickly pulls him into a kiss, both her and the vulpine’s eyes closing after a moment.
	“Mmmph…” The tiger ends up tilting her head to the right, just to make sure that there was no such thing as a smushed nose or any sort of head-bonking while she was having fun. The vulpine, on the other hand, simply leans forward into the kiss. Both his and her tongue exploring each other’s mouths, the tiger soon pulls away from the kiss with a bit of a gasp.
	“Hahn… Alright, feel free to make yourself comfortable, Damien, I’m going to go, ah… freshen up.” With that, the tiger winks and plants one more kiss onto the vulpine’s forehead before making her way into her bathroom. She ends up briefly getting stuck in the door frame due to her girth, but otherwise makes her way in as quickly as she can. In the meantime, the vulpine makes his way over towards the tiger’s side of the bed, where he quickly starts to disrobe himself before placing his clothes off to the side. He’ll get them later, after all. Even now, his member was throbbing with need… He hadn’t seen her in over a year, after all, so it was only understandable.
	The vulpine quietly climbs onto the tiger’s bed, and lets out a sigh before easing into the cushions, his dark-tinted, tapered member standing tall, and dribbling with clear pre-cum. For a moment or two, he simply waits there, the tiger within his mind. Meanwhile, the tiger is currently undressing within the confines of her bathroom, the door only half-opened to let a bit of light in. She quickly pulls the green fabric of her dress over her head before folding it up a bit and placing it into the small hamper that was in the corner. With that done, she smiles, and lets out a sigh before reaching for the large bath robe she kept hanging next to her towel rack, the purple, extremely fluffy fabric causing her form to disappear in its folds - even after a year, it still fits… Perfect.
	The tiger smiles for a moment or two before calling out through her door.
	“Oh, Damien~! I’m ready now! You ready for a bit of a show, darlin’?” At the tiger’s words, the vulpine’s ears perk up, and before he knows it, the tiger stands in the doorway with a knowing smirk on her face. “So~? What do you think, Damien?” And like that, the tiger squeezes through her doorway before giving the vulpine a bit of a twirl.
	“Hehe… oh, I very much like what I see, Mimi… Do you mind if I, ah… have a taste?” The vulpine smirks for a moment or two before licking his lips… He was getting hungry again, if anything - hungry for something a bit… sweeter than he was expecting. The tiger simply smiles, and pulls on the hem of that purple fabric before pulling it away from her body, exposing every single roll, bit of pudge, and every bit of her form. In no time, that purple robe is bunched up on the floor of that bathroom, and the tiger is making her way towards her bed.
	“Well… what do you think? Am I… enough for you, Damien?” She quickly puts her hand up to her face for a moment to stifle a bit of a giggle before leaning against the foot of the bed, her face soon awash in a bright pink blush. The vulpine, on the other hand, is simply laying in bed with his rod exposed to the air. Once he sees that robe drop, his eyes widen and a smile plasters its way across his face from ear to ear.
	“Oh, absolutely, Mimi… No such thing as ‘too much’ when it comes to you.” The vulpine’s words cause the tiger to giggle, a snort coming along a moment later. Soon enough, the tiger starts to crawl her way across the foot of the bed, her eyes telling the vulpine that she wants only one thing in that moment…
	“Hehe… Damien, I’m kinda hungry. You mind if I, ah… have a snack?” And like that, the tiger makes her way between the vulpine’s legs, her hands quickly wrapping around the base of his dark member. A moment later, she trails her tongue up along his length before engulfing his tip with barely another sound.
	“Hah… hah… yes… please, have your fun.” The vulpine smiles at that point, and quickly puts his hands behind his head. “Dinner and a show” indeed… The tiger simply smiles for the time being, and quickly presses her head down along the vulpine’s length. In no time, her lips meet his sheathe, and before he can say anything, the tiger pulls herself off of him until only the tip is in her maw. She gives him a quick smile with his cock in her mouth, and lowers herself down once again.
	Up and down, up and down, over and over again… The tiger quickly gets into a rhythm, sending jolts of pleasure rocketing up the vulpine’s spine. Judging by the way he was squirming in her grasp, he was enjoying every little bit of this. In no time, his toes curl up from the sheer pleasure, and before anything else can happen-
	The tiger quickly pulls off of his member with a loud “POP!” sound!
	“Hah~! There… how’s that for a warm up, Damien?” The tiger smirks for a moment, wipes her face, and sits back onto her rear end. The vulpine, though, simply lays there on top of the tiger’s blanket, panting and breathing like he had just ran a marathon.
	“Hah… hah… Hah… p-please… may I finish?” At the vulpine’s words, the tiger simply smirks, and holds up a finger.
	“Ah, ah, ah! Not until I get to have some fun, too, Damien!” And with that, the tiger turns herself around, each little movement causing the bed to squeak and shudder under her weight. Once she has her rump in the air, she turns her head back to the vulpine. “Now, how’s about you have a little fun and bury that bone of yours, hm?” And like that, the vulpine’s eyes widen at the sight of the tiger’s entrance absolutely soaked with need. A split second of hesitation is all it takes for the vulpine to climb to his knees, and press his tip against the tiger’s lower lips.
	“Hah… well, I suppose it’s a good thing that I have found a place to bury this, da?”
	“Oh, Damien, you silly thing, you, fuck me raw and make me feel like I’m not gonna get enough of this!” And with that, the tiger smiles, and presses herself against the bed once more - her hands bringing up a rumple of cloth from the blanket beneath her as a form of support. She was ready for this, after all. Without another word, the vulpine simply smiles, lines his member up against the tiger’s lips, and presses himself inward, a shiver rattling its way up both of their spines from the sensations of finally doing something that they wanted to do for so long.
	“Hrrph… Hnn…” The vulpine smiles and closes his eyes at that point, letting his body do the work for him.

	Pap pap pap pap pap pap pap…

	In no time, the vulpine builds up a rhythm for himself, each press into the tiger’s plush loins sending sparks of pleasure surging through every fiber of his being… The tiger, too, felt like every little bit of herself was on fire - it wouldn’t even take long for things to build with how things were going so far.
	“Hah… ahn… ff… fffuck…! Uhn… yes, Damien.. Fuck me like a bitch in heat… please…” The tiger simply drops her head against the plush cushion beneath her, and lets her boyfriend do whatever he needs to do to make her feel as good as possible… As if on cue, the vulpine smirks, and starts to thrust himself against the tiger harder and harder, the soft sounds of flesh on flesh quickly becoming louder and louder with slam into the tiger’s entrance.
	“Nnnnh… Mimi… oh, fuck, Mimi… I’m… getting close…”
	“D-Damien!! Please, cum inside! I need to feel it! P-Please!” The tiger looks back to the vulpine for a moment or two, her eyes filled with lust and need. The vulpine simply meets her gaze, and before anything else can happen, he slams into her one last time, a groan escaping his throat! At once, his knot pulses itself alive before slipping into the tiger’s entrance. The tiger’s eyes cross from the sudden added length and the pulsing of that rigid member within her loins.
	The vulpine tilts his head back, and lets out a groan into the air, a content smile plastering itself on his face. His tongue lolls out of his maw, dribbling drool from the sheer amount of ecstacy he was feeling… In no time, jet after searing hot jet of vulpine seed rockets into the tiger’s entrance, each pulse sending a deep-set “glorp” sound to echo into the surrounding area. The tiger shiver with each splattering of cum filling her loins, and soon enough lets out a bit of a groan into her blanket.
	The vulpine, on the other hand, starts to thrust himself in a bit more with each spasm of his member. The sheer pleasure he was feeling at that moment was incredible… Not a thing could be better than that… Though, that’s when he snaps out of his pleasure-induced reverie.
	“A-Ah, Mimi…!” And like that, he quickly pulls his knot free from the tiger’s folds with a slick, wet “slll-POP!” In no time, the vulpine’s member is free from the tiger’s clenching walls, and resting between her ample rump cheeks. With each beat of his heart, the vulpine’s member spews out more and more of his seed, thick, searing hot ropes coating every inch of the tiger’s back. The only thing that the vulpine can do to contain himself is press the tiger’s rump cheeks around his length, to milk every last little drop of cum out of him.
	“Hnnngh… fff… fuck… Damien… Uhn…” The tiger simply lays there on her bed, love drunk and dribbling a torrent of pearly white cum from her nethers. The vulpine, on the other hand, simply leans forward against the tiger’s back, his member buried between one of the tiger’s many folds, still pulsing with release…
	“Hah… hah… hah… nnnff… fuck… Mimi… I… I love you… Hnngh…” And before the tiger can say anything, the vulpine plops himself against the tiger’s cum-soaked back, his length still pumping out liters and liters of potent seed… By the end of it all, the vulpine’s eyes are closed, and tiger is simply too tired to do anything at that point… Though, judging by the smiles on their faces, they both are happy with the things that transpired that evening…


	The next morning, both the tiger and the vulpine are sitting at the small table in the breakfast nook, both of their faces painted with a bright blush. The tiger has a cup in her hand, the trail of something sticky and white stuck to the side of the ceramic. After quietly taking a sip, she smiles and sets her mug down next to a plethora of paper sugar packets. The vulpine was sitting next to her, a cup of his own brought up to his lips and a bright blush covering his cheeks. Once the tiger places her mug down, she lets out a small sigh.
	“So, talk to me - what made you wanna come all the way over here? I thought you were fine in the countryside!” The tiger simply smiles, a bit of a “coffee-stache” on the top of her lip. The vulpine simply smiles, and puts his mug down.
	“Well, I thought I told you last night - I am planning on moving down here! I already have a nice home secured by the land lord.” The vulpine’s words cause the tiger’s brow to rise in confusion.
	“Oh, yeah? Where abouts are you gonna live? Hopefully somewhere close?” And with that, the vulpine simply smirks and points towards the floor. For a moment or two, the tiger sits there with a confused look on her face, but soon enough, the realization hits her.
	“W...Wait, one floor down?”
	“From this very unit, my dear lyubimaya.” And like that, the tiger lets out a gasp before a loud “EEEEE!!!” escapes her throat.
	“OH MY GOD, REALLY?! ONE FLOOR DOWN FROM ME!? Oh, I don’t believe it!!” And with that, the tiger quickly pulls the vulpine into a tight hug before meeting his lips with her own. The two of them sit like that for a moment or two longer than should be necessary before the tiger sits back, her face contorted with glee!
	“That is the plan, anyway. I should have my belongings shipped to here by the end of the week.” And with that, the vulpine gives the tiger another small smirk. “Well? Am I not one of the greatest people you have met, lyubimaya?” With the vulpine’s words meeting the tiger’s ears, she simply sits there, a soft smile pressed onto her face.
	“Oh, I think that I can live with that… Yeah, and now I don’t think that you’re gonna have to worry about trying to find time to see me, you know?” The vulpine smirks for a moment or two more before quietly leaning against the tiger’s plush form… He was happy, of course.
	“Mhm, da, I can live with this, as well.”
	“Mmm, yeah… now, what do you say we celebrate with something sweet this morning?”
	“If it is anything like the treat that I had gotten last night, I am sure that I am going to be happy with whatever it is that you are willing to provide.” The tiger quietly pats her boyfriend’s cheek before planting a small kiss onto his forehead.
	“Oh, don’t you worry, I think we’re both gonna be happy with what I have in store.”