Warm Socks (Patreon)

Cold weather was hard to come by when you lived in a big city; the combination of concrete surrounding you at all times, pollution, and the sheer amount of people made it feel hot, even when the weather app said that it was a cool and breezy 20 degrees. So, when it actually started to snow in the city, Alex was excited. The tigress wore sweaters all the time, even when it wasn’t quite “sweater weather.” When the real cold came around, she was oh-so-ready to bring out her full arsenal of winter wear.

Sweaters, hoodies, and boots; the tigress wore them all. Even if she mostly stayed home, she dressed as if she had plans to grab brunch with her girlies out on the snow-dusted town. It didn’t matter if no one saw what she wore, or if she didn’t get to use the clothing out in the snow at all, she was happy with her cozy winter clothes, even if she wore them while curled up on the couch with her PS5 controller in hand, hacking and slashing enemies trying to stop her from reaching Valhalla.

She was missing one important piece of cold-resistant clothing, though. But not for long, as the Amazon delivery driver with her package was zooming through the streets at break-neck speed, possibly breaking a few traffic laws in doing so, to bring Alex the last piece to her winter wardrobe as we speak.

Alex mashed the buttons on her controller over and over like a panicking pilot losing control of a passenger jet in an attempt to defeat a big, burly, and definitely overpowered cyclops who stood in between herself and Valhalla. Her thumbs turned red as she fought with the joysticks on both sides of the controller trying to dodge the often unblockable moves that the mythical creature threw her way. She grunted, groaned, and yelled at her TV as she died and respawned on the shores of Valhalla over, and over, and over again. By the fifth time that she woke up on the black sands of the Norse afterlife, the doorbell rang.

‘Ding-dong!’

Alex, like many others during the pandemic, had been preconditioned to jump at the sound of the doorbell. When the high-pitched sound reached her sensitive kitty cat ears, she vaulted over the back of the couch and ran toward the door like her life depended on it. After a few long strides that caused the tigress to slip and slide as she turned corners, she arrived at the front door of her apartment. After undoing the chain lock and the deadbolt, she pulled the door open. Fully expecting to see the mailman with her package in hand, the tigress put on a cute smile and was ready to thank him for making the trip all the way up to her floor instead of leaving the package in the mailroom on the ground floor. But as she pulled the door inward, she was met with an empty hallway and a lone package on the floor. With a slightly disappointed frown, the tigress bent over to pick up her parcel. With her online shopping order that she had been waiting impatiently a whole two days for firmly in her grasp, she turned on her heels, walked back into her apartment, and closed the door behind her with her foot.

The door closed behind her with a click and Alex ran back to the couch. She made a quick stop to grab her utility knife from the kitchen, hopped over the back of the couch, and got settled back in her gaming seat to continue her journey through Valhalla. She set her package and knife aside, as her game took a little more priority over what she had ordered from Amazon.

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Fighting Tyr for the third and final time was hell. The final boss of Valhalla was relentless, painful, and unforgiving. Alex’s fingers hurt from all the button mashing and joystick maneuvering that she had to do to best the Norse God of War, and she almost threw her controller across the living room when she died and Tyr had just a smidge of health left. Luckily for her, she had a resurrection stone handy, used it, and came back to life with just enough health to finally beat the living shit out of him.

“FUCK… FINALLY.” The tigress let out a frustrated sigh and relaxed her grip on the controller in her hands. Her thumbs were red and her palms were covered in so much sweat that the usually matte-colored PS5 controller became glossy. It was gross, but gamer girl sweat went for a lot these days. After watching the final cutscene of the game and exploring for a few more minutes after the credits rolled, Alex turned off her game and shifted her attention to the parcel she had set aside earlier.

‘Click, click, click.’ The tigress pushed the blade out on her utility knife out, dropped the Amazon box into her lap, and sliced into the packing tape that kept the box together. After cutting through the heavy tape and pulling out the overkill amount of bubble wrap that protected her purchase, she pulled out a pair of peach-colored knee-high toeless socks. The tigress tossed the packing materials onto the ground and quickly moved to slice the small thread that kept the pair of socks tied together. With the two socks now apart, Alex placed them on her legs to see if the color went well with her predominantly orange fur. She spread the socks out all the way, lifted her legs up to stretch them out as straight as she could, and pinched the ends of her socks with her toes to simulate what they would look like if she had them on. It took her about ten seconds to realize that she was dumb and that she could just put the socks on to see how they looked.

With an embarrassed shade of red that almost matched her sweater plastered all over her face, she put her feet down on the ground and turned around to make sure no one saw her brief dumby moment. Once she was sure that there were no witnesses, she pushed herself off the couch, grabbed the trash that she had scattered around as a result of her unboxing, and left the living room with the TV still on. The tigress did that a lot. Luckily, her boyfriend knew of her catty ways and set the TV to turn off automatically after a certain period of inactivity just so Greta and her flock wouldn’t come barging into their place and blame them for climate change.

Alex tossed the empty box and packing material into the trash before she headed to the bedroom to take advantage of the full-length mirror that she had for her daily fit-checks. She excitedly scuttled her bottomless booty through the hallway toward her bedroom. As she moved in that direction, she felt the warmth of the living room’s heating fade away. With no one on the bedroom side of her apartment, she thought it would be wasteful to have it on. But now that she was there, the cold was enough to make the fur on her thighs stand up and her clit a little hard. A problem that she could have very easily avoided with pants. But this is Alex we are talking about; home is where the pants are not. After skipping through the open door of her bedroom, she made a quick little pit stop at the high-tech-looking control panel on the wall near the door to set the temperature and open up the motorized curtains. She lived in a high-rise building, on a rather high floor, so no one was going to be looking in to see her half-naked. Plus, the view was nice.

A couple of taps to the screen of the control panel later and the curtains slowly started to open to reveal the 4 PM pink-sky-covered skyline of the city. Alex smiled as she watched the city slowly appear behind the curtains, only to grit her teeth and cringe as she heard the noise that the smart curtains made.

‘Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…’ The soft whirr of the motorized curtains always bothered Alex; it was so annoying. Not to mention the speed at which the curtains opened was PAINFULLY slow. 15 seconds to open curtains; there was no clearer proof that smart homes were stupid than this. While the curtains opened slower than a car in LA traffic during weekday rush hour, Alex slid her fingers around on the control panel to move the temperature slider from the blue side to the orange side and turned on the heating.

With the heat set to a nice and cozy 25 Celsius and the curtains opened up, Alex walked up to the mirror next to her closet and stared at her reflection in it. Her brown and slightly longer than shoulder-length hair was messy, but not the homeless crazy kind of messy, just the stay-at-home day kind of messy caused by compressions of her head against the couch cushions and idle fingers toying and twirling with it. Her fur was just the right amount of unkempt; smooth in most places and extra fuzzy and fluffed up in some, and her turtleneck sweater was as wrinkled as gift wrapping paper on its way to the trash on Christmas morning. Alex ran a hand through her hair, tucked her two front locks under her ears, and tied them together into a braid. She smiled at herself, let out a happy sigh at her slightly cleaned-up appearance, and turned her attention to the salmon socks that she wanted to see herself in.

Alex stood in front of the mirror and lifted one foot up to slide her paw into the sock. She pulled the socks up just shy of her knee and her toes poked out through the hole on the other end. Once her toes were out, she wiggled them and then put her foot down on the floor. She giggled at her toe wiggle for a second before she lifted her other foot and slipped that one into the other sock. Once her beans slid through the tube of fabric, she wiggled her toes again before putting her foot down on the floor. Once she stood on both of her socked feet, she looked at her reflection in the mirror again.   

“Hm.” The tigress turned and lifted her legs up one and a time repeatedly to get a full look at the socks on her. After marching in place for a few seconds, Alex turned around and faced her butt toward the mirror. She put her hands on her hips, turned her head over her shoulder, and kicked her right paw up to stick her pink beans against the mirror. A satisfied smile spread across her face as she looked at her fit in the mirror. She continued to make different poses in the mirror and her smile grew wider and wider as a result. After about a minute, the tigress ran back out to the living room to grab her phone, she slipped and slid across the floor like a clumsy cat jump-scared by a cucumber as she made her way back to the mirror with her phone in hand. Back in front of the mirror, she pulled her phone up to her chest, opened up the camera app, and started snapping cute pictures of herself in her new comfy socks.

‘Clk, clk, clk.’

After taking exactly 28 photos of herself in front of the mirror in different poses that all pulled focus to the socks and her paws, she scrolled through them; her expression changed with each swipe from one photo to the next and she slowly took steps backward toward the big bed in the middle of the room. She sat down on the edge of the bed, smiled, and let out an audible gasp; she had finally found it, the best out of the 28, her pièce de resistance of mirror selfies; one where she looked so drop-dead gorgeous and cute that if Alex were a guy and not Alex herself, she’d smash so hard that the Hulk would be put to shame. And all it took was Alex lifting and showing off her paw, and well, her rear-end, too.

The tigress looked at her own picture and bit her lip as she thought so narcissistically about fucking herself. Her mind wandered to how her paws would taste, how they would feel against herself in the way she liked to use them on others, and how tight and warm her holes would feel around her hypothetical dick were she to have one. However, her moment of penis envy was brief as she quickly came to the realization that she knew someone with a penis who would be more than willing to let her borrow it; her horse-schlong-equipped boyfriend, Tashi.

The problem with that was the equine was still at work, and it would be a few hours at the very least before he would get back. That didn’t mean the tigress couldn’t convince him to go a little over the speed limit on his drive back home, however.

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Tashi worked a very confusing job (from Alex’s point of view, at least); he was a software engineer, a coder, and an overall computer whizz who knew almost everything there was to know about modern electronics. He could write programs that managed the various “behind the scenes” tasks that kept the world running and Alex would never know. He was very helpful when her computer blue-screened every now and then, though, and for that, the tigress was eternally grateful.

The horse’s job paid well, and while he had been able to perform his job from home with no negative effects since the height of the pandemic, his work recently asked him to come into the office at least twice a week, something he called “Just an excuse for the company to still have their investors pay for the fancy schmancy office space in the CBD.”

Even if it was just a few days a week, Alex missed hearing the horse’s keyboard clicking and clacking loudly throughout their apartment as he worked through and squashed bugs in his coworkers’ code. He was still doing that since his coworkers were mostly incompetent, but now he could physically point the bugs in the code out to whoever made them in the office.

Tashi worked a 9-5 but often went overtime because of how much he got lost in his work. There had been many days when his boss and HR had to beg him to stop working and head home as he had racked up so many overtime hours that the company’s payroll bill was at risk of taking the company into the red. Oh, the woes of working at a startup funded by venture capital.

Tashi let out a heavy sigh as his fingers glided over his keyboard and he deleted the poorly written code presented in front of him. He had a YouTube video playing on the left-most of his three monitors, his code on the main monitor in the middle, and his corporate email on the right-most monitor. He had his noise-canceling headphones on and was in the zone, not even an earthquake would be able to pull him out from it. He was hesitant about noise-canceling headphones at first and was a bit worried that Alex spent so much buying them for him as a gift, but once he put them on and activated the feature, he found himself able to focus on his work so much better once he was back in the office.

He continued to work even as most of his coworkers had decided to take off early, and by 5 PM, one hour before he was contractually obligated to head home, he was the only one left in the big, expensive, ping-pong table-filled office. The only thing that was able to take him out of his focus was anything from his phone, which he had linked to the smartwatch on his wrist. He had the tendency to lose track of texts on his phone, and frustrated by how many times she texted him while he was at the store to grab something for her only for him to miss the small vibrations his Samsung phone gave him, the tigress bought that for him, too. Again, he was hesitant toward it, feeling that the device was too expensive of a gift, but ever since he started wearing it, he never missed an important text about buying cheese, tampons, or lasagna sheets ever again.

As he aggressively typed code on his keyboard, he felt a soft tapping vibration on his wrist. After ending the line of code he was writing and moving his typing indicator to the next line, he flicked his wrist up, glanced at it, and furrowed his brows when he saw what was presented to him on his watch’s screen.

New Message from Alex: [Image]

Tashi turned his attention to his phone, which was sitting on a wireless charging stand just to the right side of his desk. Once he grabbed it and unlocked it, he went straight to his texting app to see what the tigress had sent him. As soon as he opened her message, his thin equine ears flickered upward and he banged his knee on the underside of his desk.

It took a few seconds for the tigress to add any context to her photo.

Alex: Remember, you can’t do any more overtime today.

Alex: Also, do you like my socks? 😏

Tashi had big hands and a big phone to help with them, but even then, he still fumbled his fingers around on the screen of his phone as he frantically typed a response back to the cat who had just sent him a picture of herself in socks and barely anything else. The horse was a stickler for rules, and since he wasn’t contractually done until 1800 hours, he typed a response back to his girlfriend to reflect that. But before he could hit send, his girlfriend, with much smaller fingers, was faster.

Alex: If you stay late again, I’ll have to rely on Chance…

Alex: [Image]

The Clydesdale’s eyes widened when he looked at Alex’s new message and the picture that came with it. The tigress stood in front of the mirror in their bedroom with one hand pulling her sweater up to show her tits, one leg up on a stool, and her pussy fully in view. Zooming in, he could see that she was wet, too. The light in the bedroom reflected and gave her cooch a nice sheen. Tashi banged himself on the underside of his desk again, but this time, not with his knee.

Aroused and frustrated, Tashi re-read the text from Alex again and squinted angrily at his phone’s screen. He hated Chance, that equine asshole that Alex had to rely on while he was away. He was smug, cocky, and the type of person that Tashi wanted to throw out of a window and watch fall to his death with a smile on his face. Surely, his desire to murder Chance was a cause for concern, or at least it would be if Chance were anything more than an equine dildo made of platinum-grade silicone. With the threat of his girlfriend relying on a silicone dupe of a horse dick, Tashi quickly deleted what he had typed up, rewrote his response, and hit send immediately, without checking for any typos.

Tashi: Dribing hooome noe.

He wasn’t driving home yet, but at the speed at which he was going unplugging his work laptop from his multiple monitors and sweeping his personal belongings very messily into his backpack, he would be on the road and breaking traffic laws in no time. “No time” being exactly 3 minutes and 38 seconds later.

The horse drove home as fast as he could while still being somewhat safe, but it was hard to drive with three legs. With his dick throbbing in his pants, he seriously considered getting a manual transmission as his next new car, that way he could use his dick for the clutch. Despite his extra limb making it harder to focus and drive, he arrived home in a record one hour, which was an extra impressive feat to pull off during rush hour. He parked his car very crookedly in his parking space and ran from the car to the elevator like his life depended on it. He mashed the button to call the elevator repeatedly and stared at the LED indicator that told him which floor it was on with an impatient furrow of his brow. He had to hurry, he really did; Chance was a fast motherfucker, once he was out of the tigress’s sex toy drawer, Tashi had lost. His brows furrowed further as the floor number on the elevator’s screen got closer and closer to the floor that he was on; P3. But it was still 44 floors away. With a grumble as he continued to mash the elevator’s up button, he turned and glanced off to the fire escape to his right. When he turned back to look at the elevator, the number had stopped at 43 and paused to pick up other residents. With a frustrated sigh, he ran toward the fire escape door, placed his hands on the security latch, pushed it open, and started running up the stairs.

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Alex smiled proudly after she read Tashi’s typo-filled text announcing that he was on his way. The mental image of the tall horse panicking so much that not even autocorrect was able to fix his reply before he sent it out was hilarious. She let out a sigh, set her phone face down in her lap, and pondered about what she could do while she waited for her horsey to get home. It was a Monday, and rush hour traffic on Garfield’s favorite day was second only to Friday. She had about two hours to kill, at the very least. With her sock-covered legs kicking and swinging over the edge of the bed, the tigress picked her phone up again and pulled up a game to pass the time; Hello Kitty Happy Island Adventure. 

Before Alex opened up the game, however, she started to feel the effects of the heating that she had turned on in the bedroom. Combined with her sweater and socks, she felt a little hot. She tucked her sweater upward to let her honkers breathe and let out a pant through her mouth. “Hooh… It’s getting hot in here.” She took a few deep breaths, set her phone down to her side, and pulled her left leg up onto the bed. She sat there for a full minute as her kitty titties cooled off, and once she was sufficiently cooled, she left her tits out and pulled her phone back up again.

She tapped on the app icon that featured the familiar white cat without a mouth and smiled like a kid on Christmas morning as the title screen for the game played. Despite the game being one of her favorite mobile games and one of three or four other games outside of the game where you participated in the destruction of desserts that she played on her phone, she was only able to play for an hour before she got bored and reopened her text chat with Tashi again to ask him where he was. Just as she tapped on Tashi’s icon, she heard a loud bang from outside of the bedroom. The tigress jumped slightly and her ears folded against the top of her head in response, she also quickly pulled her sweater down over her tits to keep herself decent, even though she had her pussy out. But Alex didn’t stay alarmed for too long, as the loud bang was, it was one she had heard before; the sound of the front door being opened by a clumsy and definitely in way too much of a hurry horsey. Alex put her phone face down on the bed and swung her legs back and forth over the edge of the bed excitedly as another equally loud bang echoed through the room as the horse closed the door behind him and clopped his way toward the bedroom. The clops started off quiet but got louder and louder as time went on. They were fast though, so it was clear that Tashi was running.

A few seconds later, the horse burst through the door like an FBI agent doing a raid on Little Saint James Island. He was dry heaving, his body was soaked in so much sweat that his white button-up shirt became see-through like the white t-shirts on those girls in the Girls Gone Wild videos, and his eyes darted around the room frantically, looking for that evil dildo he did not like. When he didn’t see it anywhere, his eyes landed on his girlfriend who sat on the bed, leaning on her arms, swinging her cute salmon-socked legs back and forth as she eyed him like he was a snack.

It took a few seconds for the smell of the horse’s sweat to waft through the room, and once it did, the tigress’s nose wiggled and danced as if she picked up a hint of catnip. Alex was a sucker for her boyfriend’s body odor, she was sometimes ashamed to admit it, but his stink smelled really good to her. So, when she caught a whiff of the sweat that soaked his work clothes and fur, she stared at him with wide eyes. Her nose wiggled faster, she pushed herself onto her feet and walked right up to her soaking-wet and stinky boyfriend to sniff him up close. Although she hid it under the guise of asking him why he was soaking wet, it was hard to not make it obvious that she was sniffing toward him.

Her exposed paw pads pitter-pattered against the floor as she approached her exhausted boyfriend. With a brow raised and her pink nose still sneef snorfing like a sniffer dog looking for Columbian flour, Alex placed her hands on her boyfriend’s wet torso and squeezed his pecs firmly. “Why are you soaking wet?”

Tashi took in deep breaths through his big nostrils and exhaled out through his mouth in pants. His posture was akin to that of a marathon runner after going through the finish line, slouched back, caved-in shoulders, and his chest rising and falling over and over again as he filled his lungs with the maximum amount of air they would allow. After about thirty seconds of catching his breath, the horse’s breathing calmed a bit, but he was still very clearly out of breath. With a flick of his head to get his messy and sweat-slicked black hair out of his face, the Clydesdale looked down at his girlfriend and smiled.

“Hey, my little tiger…” the horse said with a happy, yet almost defeated tone. Although his breathing slowed, the amount of air he took into his lungs each time remained the same. “I had to beat the clock, get here before Chance got to you.” He said with a chuckle. Tashi knew how crazy he sounded, being jealous of an inanimate object that wasn’t able to even compare to the real thing that he packed in his pants was pure lunacy, but being self-aware about it made it less so. Was it so unreasonable for him to want to be THE horse dick that Alex went to whenever she had a craving for a flare and medial ring?

Alex couldn’t help but snicker and grin when she heard her herbivore boyfriend’s reply. She was well aware of his Bad Dragon jealousy and used it as a device to get him to come home just a little faster. Sure, it was a little mean, but it was very effective. Tashi was standing in front of her on three legs, just like she wanted him to be. Her handsome little tripod.

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Tashi being sweaty and smelly was a bonus, but him being so tired after running up dozens of flights of stairs was not. As concerned as Alex was for her boyfriend’s legs, his willingness to do so much exercise for her, just to be there for her when she craved the schmeat between his legs was admirable, romantic, even. And boy was Alex a sucker for romantic gestures, intentional or not. She was wet for him, so wet that when she rubbed her stripey little thighs together, it sounded like someone was making mac n’ cheese.

‘Sllqrrp.’

With her boyfriend nearly down and out for the count, Alex grabbed him by his loosely fitting tie and led him to the bed like a puppy fresh awake from anesthesia. Tashi followed along with zero resistance, without even a peep from him other than the occasional murmur. He let out a loud snort when Alex pushed him onto the bed. He landed with a soft huff and the pocket springs in the IKEA mattress squeaked just a smidge under his body weight. He looked slightly dazed and confused as the softness of the bed engulfed his rear and back, but he kept his gaze on his girlfriend and leaned on his elbows to keep himself from falling completely on his back and falling asleep. He smiled at her almost apologetically and watched as she stepped closer to him and put her hands on his tie again, but this time, she undid it. As his silky formal attire slipped away from his neck, he watched the tigress throw it aside and move on to unbuttoning the many buttons of his shirt. From his collar down to the hem that was tucked into his slacks, Alex undid his buttons one by one, slowly.

The further down his torso she unbuttoned, the stronger the smell of his sweat and musk became; and the stronger his scent became, the more she wanted him inside her. She was so determined to ride her horse boyfriend that she had completely forgotten that the main purpose of her calling him over was for him to admire her socks.

The tigress had become not just audibly aroused, but visibly, too, and not just with the snail trail that was growing around her crotch. Her breathing was heavier, her pupils were dilated, and her tail swayed behind her in a very specific way that was one of her “tells.” It swayed from side to side, but before it moved to go the other way, the white dipstick tip of her tail would do a little flick in the same direction, as if commanding her tail where to go.

Alex helped Tashi get his shirt off from his arms once it was fully unbuttoned and bit her lip at the sight of his chiseled, rom-com lead actor's torso. He had those Man of Steel pecs, Jacob from Twilight abs, and a bulge in his stretchy slacks that easily could have earned him the nickname “soda can” if his bullies had seen his dick. Alex ogled all over her boyfriend as his sweat-slicked torso shimmered in the golden hour light that came in through the glass balcony doors. She chewed on her lip and rubbed her thighs together again, the sound of mac n’ cheese was so much louder now that her pussy juice had run a little bit down her leg. Alex wasted little time in moving on to undo her boyfriend’s belt that kept his black formalwear on his lower half; her nimble fingers undid his buckle, the button, and zipper swiftly, and with a couple of strong tugs, she pulled his slacks off of him and left him in his bright red jockstrap as she threw his pants to the side with his shirt and tie.

Tashi’s jockstrap was hanging by a thread; it was stretched out into oblivion from his horse meat being fully out of his sheath. His sheath and balls on their own were already enough to completely fill it, but with his dick fully erect, the elastic properties of his Adidas branded jockstrap were put to the ultimate test.

Alex groped, squeezed, and tugged on her boyfriend’s bulge more than a few times before she set his monster free from its spandex prison. With just one tug after curling her fingers around the straps of his jockstrap, Tashi’s dick sprung free, waved, and wobbled before it stabilized and stood tall. Like the Burj Khalifa of horse cocks, Tashi had an impressive 15 inches of schmeat to work with. He was thicker than a soda can, too, had a medial ring speed bump in the middle, and a dick head that could flare up to about 1.5x bigger than it already was. After his dick stabilized and stopped wobbling, it started to twitch and throb instead, and his leathery semen sack that dangled in between his spread legs tucked upward slightly in sync with his breathing.

The tigress stared at her boyfriend’s cock, sniffed the air close to it, and continued to rub her thighs together eagerly. She needed to get that monster inside ASAP. She wanted to feel his length and girth inside of her, even if she couldn’t take him down to the hilt. She let her boyfriend catch his breath a little more before she moved any further, though, as she didn’t want to accidentally hurt him while riding his dick.

Tashi spent almost all of his stamina running up the stairs of the apartment building, so as he sat on the edge of the bed to catch his breath and closed his eyes. He only reopened them once he had been fully stripped of his clothing. To his surprise, his dick was still going strong, even after the hour-long drive home and the marathon up the stairs to beat his dildo arch-nemesis. With his eyes open, he looked at the tigress that stood in front of him with her hands on his dick. A small smile spread across his face as his eyes wandered down to the source of the soft, warm, and wet noises that even his less sensitive equine ears could pick up on. He licked his lips tiredly and his big nostrils flared over and over as he took in the scent of her pussy that blew his way as the tigress rubbed her thighs together. The smell of Alex's pussy was always effective at keeping the horse awake and engaged, and this time was no different.

“Sorry, heh… I probably should have taken the elevator,” Tashi said with a chuckle as he continued to take deep breaths through his nose. He pushed himself up with his arms just enough for it to look like he was going to get up and take charge, but he was stopped by Alex putting a leg up on his thigh, leaning over him, and pushing him back down on his elbows as she climbed into his lap.

“Relax, babe, I’ll take care of you.”

Tashi didn’t push back, he probably couldn’t overpower her tiger strength even if tried. Not that he would want to, anyway.

Alex climbed into Tashi’s lap, looped her arms over his shoulders, and sat down very carefully on him. She wedged herself in between her boyfriend’s torso and his cock as she sat down; his dick slid against her ass cheeks and tail as she gently lowered her body weight onto him. She leaned her face in and pressed her lips into his for an open-mouth, breath-heavy, and tongue-filled kiss. Her pussy pressed against his pelvis as they made out like high school seniors under the bleachers at the homecoming game. She rolled her hips as her tongue rolled over his and rubbed her pussy against him. She purred, moaned, and gasped for air each time her clit brushed against the horse’s thick and slightly rough fur. Tashi sat up a little straighter and brought his hands to cup his girlfriend’s cheeks as they made out. A kiss from his girlfriend seemed to bring back his stamina more than a little bit.

Their tongues intertwined like a complicated interchange on a high-vehicle-load highway system. Alex’s thin and rough tongue glided over Tashi’s thick and smooth one and they swapped so much saliva that if either of them had COVID, they would start COVID 2 Electric Boogaloo. After three minutes of kissing, the tigress pulled away; a string of their mixed saliva kept their lips connected for a few seconds before being sliced by Alex licking her lips. She smacked her lips a few times as she pulled away and stared at her boyfriend’s handsome face. When she saw him staring right back at her and smiling, she smiled.

“Caught your breath yet?” the tigress asked.

“Mhmm…” Tashi nodded and smacked his lips, too. He looked at his girlfriend with the softest and most innocent smile spread across his face. His innocent smile could have, would have, should have fooled Alex, but didn’t; all thanks to that stripper pole that throbbed against her back. It brushed and tapped and rubbed against the tigress’s back gently as it twitched and throbbed, and it had Alex looking over her shoulder at it with a heated red blush on her cheeks. With a snicker and a giggle as she looked at the dick rubbing against her back like a backscratcher, she turned her attention back to Tashi again.

“Someone’s jealous of us making out, Tashi,” Alex purred.

Tashi gave Alex a confused look at first, but let out his own chuckle when it clicked in his head that she was talking about his dick. His dick throbbed even more and his cheeks turned red under his chocolate-colored fur. “Mmyeah… Maybe you should let him have some kisses, too?” the horse said with a sparkle in his eyes. His lips pursed into another innocent smile. “Maybe with your vertical lips?” The real talent that the horse possessed wasn’t coding or painting his figurines for his tabletop games, oh no, it was his ability to still keep his smile oh so innocent after saying that.

Alex was too turned on to be turned off by such a silly comment; the warmth that radiated off of her boyfriend’s dick and onto her back started to make it feel like she had her back leaned against a radiator. With an eye roll to show the horse that she was not impressed, she slipped her hands off of his shoulders, pushed herself up onto her feet, and dusted her hands together. For a moment, it looked like she was about to hop off and walk away, but with her crotch as soaked as it was, the horse knew that there was no way that she would. Instead, the tigress turned around to face away from her boyfriend, checked herself out in the mirror directly across from the bed for a few seconds, and then sat down.

Alex lowered herself down carefully and let out a few grunts here and there as she came close to losing her balance and falling off of him. With her tush against his lower abdomen, Alex leaned back against her boyfriend and nestled herself against him with her shoulders on top of him and her head right next to his. She slid down his lap until his cock wedged itself in between her spread legs. Her wet pussy lips kissed the base of his schlong and a soft gasp of a moan left the tigress’s lips.

“Ahh…” The slightly tingly feeling brought on by Tashi’s cock being hotdogged in between her labia made her instinctively lift her left leg up and step her paw on Tashi’s knee for support. “Whoops. I slipped,” Alex said with an embarrassed look to her side at Tashi, who had his lower lip in between his teeth in a lip bite.

The feeling of his girlfriend’s pussy pressed up against his shaft was enough to make his big chocolate and vanilla dick leak pre at its tip. And when he leaked pre, he leaked a lot of it. A good cup of clear, sticky, and viscous fluid oozed from the unflared tip of his dick and ran down the length of his pole and onto Alex. His dick throbbed faster and harder as the warmth of Alex’s pussy transferred to it and he found himself with his eyes closed again.

Seeing her boyfriend close his eyes, Alex prodded him gently with her elbow to get him to open them back up. Tashi did just that and looked at her, slightly confused.

“Don’t you fall asleep, now,” The tigress cooed, grabbed the hem of her sweater, and lifted it up over her chest. Tashi’s eyes widened just enough for it to be noticeable and he tilted his head down to stare at the tigress’s titties as they popped free of her sweater. He wasn’t going to close his eyes now; hell, he barely even blinked. Completely mesmerized by her breasts, Tashi gently lowered his head down even further to get his snoot close enough to Alex’s right boob to gently kiss it.

‘Smoomch.’

With her herbivore boyfriend distracted, Alex seized the opportunity to lift her hips up as high as she could. It was a slight struggle with how long Tashi’s dick was, but after putting all of her strength into her legs, she was able to lift herself up those 15 inches. Her pussy slid up the length of his dick until she reached his blunt tip and she held herself there just long enough for her pussy juice and his precum to mix into an even stickier and slipperier fluid. Alex took in deep and slow breaths as she squatted over her boyfriend’s dick. She turned to look at Tashi to gauge his reaction; the horse didn’t even notice at all, as the higher she lifted herself up, the easier it became for him to suck on her tiddy, which he was already looking forward to doing. His thick lips slid all over the top of her boob before it was able to latch onto her nipple, at which point, he sucked, hard.

The nipple suck couldn’t have come at a worse time. The tingly and pleasurable feeling from having her sensitive nipple suckled on sent shivers down Alex’s spine and caused her legs to wobble a little. It would only be a matter of time before her knees would buckle; so, to get ahead of it, Alex lined herself up with Tashi’s tower of pleasure, bit her lip, and gently lowered herself onto it.

Horse dicks were notorious for being hard to get inside of your hole; zebras, horses, Chance, and Tashi, all of them were difficult. It took a certain skill to be able to work a horse cock; as much as Alex knew how much Tashi hated that she used a Chance dildo, it was for his benefit. She was a horse cock connoisseur, but the Roman Empire wasn’t built overnight.

Tashi’s dick, slimed with Alex’s pussy juice and his own pre, glistened in the golden hour light. All slippery and lubed up, Alex pushed herself down on his dick more and more, until his blunt tip slipped inside her.

“Hhhaaaaaahhhh. Fuck,” she moaned.

With the bulbous tip of her boyfriend’s dick inside her cunt, the rest of his length was much easier to handle. With a deep breath through her nose and out of her mouth, she bent her knees to lower herself down further. Her cunt lips spread wider and wider as she fit what was essentially a very thick soda can of girth inside her. The striped feline took inch after inch of her boyfriend’s splotchy cock inside of her, grit her teeth, and moaned.

Tashi let out a moan as he felt Alex’s pussy engulf his cock and his lip’s hold on the tigress’s nipples loosened almost immediately. Her nipple slipped away from him as he leaned his head back slightly and closed his eyes. Alex’s pussy was wet, warm, and oh-so-tight. While he was concerned for her a lot with their size difference, he trusted that she knew what she was doing. Plus, he liked the way her walls squeezed around his dick so eagerly as she adjusted to his size. The best part, though? The way her abdomen bulged out with an outline of his dick. Seeing her body react so visibly to his dick made him go feral, so feral in fact that he had to fight the urge to kick his hooves every time he saw it. His brain went even more feral whenever he pumped his dick in and out of her and could see her belly bulging and flattening over and over. He was obsessed.

Once the tigress lowered herself down enough on his cock to have her tush against him, he moved his left hand to hold onto her side, just a little above her waist and hips, so that he could feel the bulge he was making inside her, too. He also slid his right hand under her thigh to help support her. With a happy neigh and a couple of snorts, he gave his tigress girlfriend a tight squeeze with both his hands and nuzzled his muzzle against her cheek.

Taking Tashi down to the hilt was almost an impossible feat, but it was a feat that Alex found herself going up against often. What’s life without a challenge, right? She was able to handle about eight inches of dick with ease, but anything over that required a bit more finessing and patience. As her tush rested against her horse’s pelvis, her stretched pussy lips were just an inch away from the speed bump that marked the halfway mark. With a heavy exhale as her pussy clenched around the dick that was inside her repeatedly, she stuck her tongue out, turned to look at her boyfriend, and smiled.

“You’re a lot bigger than Chance.” She stroked his ego, which made his dick throb so hard that if it wasn’t lodged up inside her, he would have gotten whiplash. The throb was so strong that it made Alex’s legs wobble. The paw that she had on his knee slipped off of it and landed against his warm ballsack. She struggled to find her footing at first, with her beans pressing and rubbing against his balls as a result. When she realized what had happened, she kept her foot where it was, firmly against the right side of his leathery coin purse. His balls were warm to the touch, which felt nice against her pink and squishy paw pads. Her paw pads felt nice to Tashi, too, so nice that it made him an enjoyer of the paw, too. The many footjobs she had given him in the past were a testament to that.

His balls tucked upward when the tiger’s paw touched them, but he still didn’t open his eyes. He moaned, neighed, and snorted happily as he allowed the tiger some time to adjust to his size. The clenches around his dick felt amazing; the way her walls squeezed around his meat so tightly that it pushed out her excess pussy juice through the small gaps in between her walls and his dick was to die for. The combination of his dick being milked and her warm nectar oozing down his shaft was enough to make him feel his orgasm approaching. Who could blame him, though? He was a pent-up horse; can’t exactly slip away to rub one out in the office bathrooms when he had a 15 incher, could he?

“Hhhahaaahh… Alex, your paw… That feels so good.” Tashi moaned, huffed, and finally opened his eyes to look down at his dick that was halfway up inside his girlfriend, the bulge it made in her abdomen, and the paw that she had on his breeding sack. He could feel his heavy balls churning, ready to supply his dick with the spunk that was to be deposited deep in the tigress riding him. He tried his very best to mentally block himself from cumming so soon, something he was quite good at, considering how much he loved edging himself. All he had to do was not think of anything hot, and if he closed his eyes, he wouldn’t see the hotness happening in front of him. Genius.

Right before he closed his eyes, though, he spotted the salmon-colored socks that adorned the tigress’s feet; the ones that she showed off in the pictures she texted him. With a smile, he gently thrust his hips upward to push his medial ring into the tigress, and with a breathy moan into his girlfriend’s ear, he complimented her choice of footwear.

“Mmmmrrrrnnff… Those are really sexy socks.”

The first thrust into her came as a slight surprise to the tigress, but a welcome one. She was more than warmed up and ready to take more of her boyfriend’s dick. Feeling his medial ring push into her made her clench ever harder and she curled her toes around her horse boyfriend’s balls. “You like them? I bet they feel good rubbing on your balls like this, huh?” Alex gently rubbed her foot back and forth over Tashi’s balls as she spoke. Tashi, having sensitive nuts, shivered and moaned as he felt the soft fabric of her socks rub against his sack. His balls tucked upward again and he thrust himself even deeper into Alex’s cunt in an almost knee-jerk reaction.

As good as it felt to have her loyal steed slowly push his rod deeper into her, the tigress knew that he was holding back. With a grin that stretched from ear to ear, the tigress glanced at Tashi for a moment before she looked down at his cock, then back at him again. She let out a huge pant as her pussy involuntarily clenched around his dick a lot harder than before. Her knees went weak and wobbly, and her tongue rolled out of her mouth slightly. Her entire body trembled as his medial ring pressed all the right buttons inside her. After she regained stability in her knees, she curled her toes around his balls again and cooed. “Don’t hold yourself back, big boy.”

The thrusting of Tashi’s hips pushed more and more of his dick inside Alex, he pushed his medial ring past her labia and moaned as her pussy clenched around him in response. He could feel his dick as it bulged her out more and more underneath his fingers and smiled as he pulled his hips down to pull his dick out of her. Feeling his dick pull out from under his fingers as her stomach flattened out drove him wild, and he very quickly thrust his hips back up and pushed his dick back inside her. His slow thrusts got faster over time and he was able to pull more and more of his cock out of the tigress’s cooch, just to slam it back into her. He wasn’t quite able to fully hilt himself inside her, as he ended up bottoming out once his medial ring was inside her. It still felt incredibly good for him, though, and for Alex, too, who moaned and panted loudly as she got piped.

‘Sccchhhhllllck. Slllllllllp! Scccccchhhhhhhhhlllllllllkkkkkk. Sllllllllllllp!’ The sound of Tashi’s dick pumping in and out of her got louder and louder, too; he wasn’t holding back anymore.

Tashi’s grip on both her thigh and her stomach tightened as he began bouncing her up and down on his cock. In and out, in and out, in and out. He felt every inch of the inside of his girlfriend’s love tunnel; her texture, her warmth, and her tightness tickled his dick more and more with each thrust. Her pussy clenched around his dick whenever he pulled out, making it harder for him to do so, and when it became harder to pull out, he put a little more force into it. Alex had a lot of lip grip when she and Tashi fucked, a tiny bit of her inner vaginal walls peeked out each time the horse pulled his monster cock out of her. He went faster, harder, and stronger the more he felt her clench around him. With his eyes closed and his head tilted back, Tashi let his feral horse brain take over and his hips went into overdrive with just one goal in mind, spread his lineage as far and wide as he could, or in this case, as deep into the tigress’s womb as he could.

The harder Tashi thrusted, the harder Alex bounced on his dick. Her tits jiggled and danced up and down as the force from her boyfriend’s hips transferred to her via his thighs and massive dick. Feeling his dick rub against every single inch of her insides made the tigress moan, purr, and sweat. The wet slaps and schulks of their privates coming together echoed throughout the room and the smell of their mixed sweat, precum, and pussy juice fumigated the room like a can of Febreze. Musky, salty, and maybe just the slightest bit sour; the room smelled good. Turning on the heat earlier seemed like a good idea at the time, but now, with all the movement, friction, and body heat, Alex was feeling it and getting just a little bit sweaty as her boyfriend fucked her.

The equine continued to slam his hips into the tigress, but no matter how hard he tried, he wasn’t able to hilt. The blunt tip of his horsecock gently prodded against the end of Alex’s love tunnel and the beginning of her cervix and it slowly started to flare as he got closer and closer to his climax. His tip expanded like a big blooming onion and pushed against the tigress’s vaginal walls so much that the bulge in her belly grew to twice the size of what it originally was. The pressure buildup inside of Alex made her moan so loud that she’d be wise to expect a complaint from the neighboring unit that unfortunately shared a wall with her bedroom. Usually, Alex would be sympathetic to neighbors making noise complaints, as she had been on the receiving end of loud noises and disturbances from her neighbors before, but the husband and wife that lived next door with their kid were on the verge of divorce and often took out their frustrations on Alex, who had nothing to do with their failing marriage. They were insufferable and Alex could not wait until they got divorced; just so she could tell that brat child of theirs that it was all his fault. She wouldn’t really do that, but boy did she want to. That kid deserved it after cutting her clothesline off of her balcony and making her clothes fall to the streets just because “he wanted to.”

She probably didn’t have to moan as loud as she did, it wasn’t the first time she had Tashi’s flare scraping her walls like an Italian Gelatiere getting the very last bit of Gelato out of a tub. But boy was it fun to think that they’d hear what great sex she and Tashi were having and get upset.

“Hhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkk. Your flare, Tashi…” The tigress closed her eyes and chewed on her lower lip. She clenched her pussy around his dick as his flare grew to its maximum size and her legs turned into Jell-O as she felt an intense pleasure surge through her entire body. It started as a slight tingle between her legs but it spread through her and caused the fur along her entire body to poof up. She continued to moan, pant, clench, and tremble as Tashi pumped his dick in and out of her like a jackhammer, but instead of breaking concrete, he was breaking pussy.

“HF-F…” Tashi let out a snort and a moan as he felt Alex get tighter around his dick from his swelling flare. His nostrils flared, too, as he huffed over and over again. With where his long horse muzzle was relative to Alex, he moaned right into her cute little ears. Tashi was a bit of a quiet moaner since he was a little bit embarrassed about making too much noise when he had sex. He continued to stuff his girl with his cock, and the more he pumped his dick in, the more his flared tip bumped against the entrance to the tigress’s cervix, and the closer and closer he got to shooting his load. His dick twitched, throbbed, and tingled, and his balls churned, twitched, and tucked upward; he was about to blow.

Hearing his cute boy moans in her ear was a treat and had a hand in helping push the tigress over the edge. The throbbing dick inside her filled her to the brim and bulged her out, its outline as clear as day on her stomach. The bulge in her tummy moved slightly whenever Tashi’s dick twitched and throbbed, too, and when Alex looked down at her tummy to see that, it sent her over the edge. “Hhhhhfffhhhhhhhhhhhaaaahhh!!! Aahhhhh! Tashi…. Hhhhnnyyaaahh!!!” The tigress’s legs tensed up and the muscles in her legs spasmed as she felt a tsunami of pleasure wash over her nervous system.

Her pussy clenched over, over, and over again as Alex reached her tipping point. The almost onion-sized flared tip inside her added a layer of pressure inside her that made her feel like she needed to pee. She moaned louder and louder as her pussy squeezed as tight as it could around the disco stick inside of her, and after a moan that was so loud that Tashi’s ears folded downward, she came.

“Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Alex’s pussy clenched harder than it ever did before, her toes curled, and she came. A stream of clear, hot, and sticky fluid shot out from her cunt and onto her horse boyfriend’s dick. Her squirt was like a spray from a very powerful, but slow sprinkler system.

‘Spsshhhhhh. Spshhhhhh. Spsshhhhhh…’

As Alex squirted her orgasm all over the place, her legs spasmed and the paw that she had on Tashi’s balls lifted slightly and pulled his orb up with it. She could feel his balls churning hard as she did this, and just a few seconds later, she felt the first rope of horse seed shoot up inside her. The horse’s balls tucked upward repeatedly with each deposit of his load inside her cunt. Thick, hot, creamy, and full of that warm feeling of love that Alex oh so adored. The tigress’s belly bulged even more as her womb filled with cum.

‘Spurt, splort, spurt.’

It didn’t take long for Alex’s pussy to reach capacity; with both a massive horse dong buried inside of her and the cum being emptied from the horse’s balls occupying all of her pussy space, it was only a matter of time. After five ropes of the equine’s virile filled her up, the ropes that followed pushed out from her through the small gaps between her pussy and Tashi’s rod. His thick, goopy cum oozed out of her like lava from a volcano and ran down the remaining length of his dick that couldn’t find its way into her and over his balls. After eleven ropes of cum shot from his dick, his ropes slowed to an ooze from the hole in the tip of his flared dick. A few minutes after that, his cum flow stopped altogether and he let out a heavy exhale through his nose and leaned his head back to press his nose into his girlfriend’s cheek. He took in a deep breath and sniff-smooched her on her cheek. With his eyes still closed, he took a moment to catch his breath and enjoy his post-nut high.

Feeling the horse’s cum fill her up like a little striped water balloon was one of her favorite feelings ever. Tashi’s cum was so warm and viscous that whenever he put a full load into her, she could usually feel it slosh around inside of her as she moved around. This time was no different, as even with subtle movements and adjustments to how she was seated in her boyfriend’s lap, she felt his baby batter slosh around inside her. The tigress trembled and shook as she enjoyed her post-orgasm high, too. And when her horse smooched her on her cheek, she started to chuff and purr.

“Damn, so hot… Mhh… Sorry that I couldn’t take all of you. You’re still a bit big for me sometimes,” the tigress said with a soft raise of her eyebrows as she continued to shake and curl her toes around the warm and stinky ball sack that she had under her paw.

Tashi, still with his eyes closed, nuzzled into his girlfriend’s cheek and neck and chuckled. “You took me like a champ. You can probably take more of me the more often you practice with me instead of Chance,” the horse said with a teasing tone. He opened his eyes and let out a soft snort as he went in to gently nibble at the nape of her neck.

With his dick still lodged inside her, Tashi kept Alex mostly plugged up and the majority of his cum from leaking out. The occasional involuntary clench from the tigress’s pussy elicited a couple of throbs from the horse’s dick and worked well to keep him hard. As a horse, his dick was usually pretty quick to go flaccid once he had put his seed where it needed to go- efficiency and all that; something about it being difficult to do things with a literal third leg.

Alex giggled softly as she felt her boyfriend nibble on her neck. She turned her head to the side to smooch him on his big snout. After a few rapid-fire smooches all over his counter-shade white snout, she let out a sigh and shook her head.

“Will you ever not be jealous of Chance? He’s actually really, really nice.”

Tashi’s brows furrowed as he listened to Alex. He shook his head rapidly and chuckled at her ridiculous suggestion that he drop the jealousy that he felt toward her favorite dildo. He responded with a simple “Nope,” and refused to elaborate any further.

Alex rolled her eyes and shook her head. “You’re too cute for this world. And your dick is too big for you to be this cute.” The tigress assaulted his snout with smooches again, this time she made a heart pattern that ended with one final kiss on his lips. 

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Tashi stayed inside Alex for about half an hour, enough for the remaining daylight to fade away over the horizon. Once it was dark outside, Alex pushed herself up and pulled herself off of Tashi’s cock. Tashi helped her by holding her thighs and tush with his hands. His semi-erect and slightly floppy dick slipped free from her gaped pussy and his cum dripped out of her like honey out of a squeezy honey bottle. When his now unflared tip came out of her, it made a popping sound akin to a cork on a shaken champagne bottle popping off and flying away as the champagne sprayed everywhere.

With her legs wobbly and hovering over her horse boyfriend, Alex needed a little help getting back down onto the bed. Tashi helped guide her back down with both of his hands under her butt and moved out of the way so that she sat back down on the soft and comfy bed instead of on top of him again. On his feet and off of the bed, Tashi stretched his arms over his head and let out a big open-mouth yawn. He looked at his reflection in the mirror that was across from the bed and watched as his cock slowly slid back into its sheath still covered in the mixture of his cum and Alex’s pussy juice. After watching his dick retreat all the way back into its brown and fleshy house like the French in war, he turned around to face his girlfriend who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, cum oozing out of her pussy, with hearts in her eyes and sweat running through her fur all over. Her legs shook occasionally, almost out of nowhere as she sat there exhausted and covered in sweat just like he was when he first arrived back home.

“Holy shit… It’s warm as hell in cold weather…” The tigress let out a breathy moan as her tongue rolled out of her mouth. Her chest rose and fell as she caught her breath. Her legs, arms, and even tail shook as cum continued to ooze from her pussy and onto the bed. The feeling of warm cum pouring out of her made her climb back onto her post-orgasm high again. And after a few very deep and huffy breaths, she slowly leaned backward to lie down on the bed.

Tashi watched with a smile and a chuckle as Alex leaned back and sunk into the IKEA mattress she was sitting on. He walked up to her, placed his hands on her knees, and gave them a few encouraging squeezes. He was about to say something to her about how sexy she looked leaking his seed, but he was interrupted by his stomach grumbling.

‘Grrrrrrwwwwwwwl…’

Alex chuckled when she heard her boyfriend’s tummy talk, and as if it was contagious, her stomach growled, too, which made the both of them chuckle.

“Hungry, too?” Tashi asked with an eyebrow raised as the last bit of cum on his sheath dripped down onto the floor. He gave the tigress’s knees a few more squeezes while he waited for her to answer.

Alex nodded and blew her deep exhales through her nose. The more breaths she took in, the more cum oozed out from her pussy, which caught Tashi’s eye. He stared at her pussy as it continued to leak more and more of his load and found himself slowly getting aroused again. He quickly redirected his gaze away to stop himself from getting hard, let go of the tigress’s knees, and leaned down to smooch her on her stomach.

One smooch later, he stood back up straight and put his hands on his hips as he thought of what they could eat.

“KFC?” he suggested.

Alex huffed again, placed her hands on her stomach, and gently pressed down on the slight bulge that still remained. As she pressed, even more of Tashi’s thick, white, and virile semen flowed out from her pussy and onto the bed. The tigress let out a moan as she squeezed the horse’s cum out from herself. She pushed herself up onto her elbows and looked down at the huge mess that she made with a big, wide, and happy smile. She had hearts in her eyes; oh, how she loved the feeling of being bred.

The big striped cat turned to look at her boyfriend and nodded again, but this time she gave him a thumbs up with her left hand. “KFC sounds good…” she purred.

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Art by F-R95 

Tashi by TashiGibson

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