When he first moved out on his own, there wasn’t a night that went by where Todd would be able to fall asleep without clinging to his favorite plush, snuggling it right up to his chest.

Plenty of young adults became homesick when they first tried to stake it out on their own, and Todd knew he was ready to have his own place, but he didn’t realize just how much he’d miss the sounds of other people’s voices during the day, or the quiet, electric humm of the television in the living room when his dad fell asleep on the couch.

That presence of other people, no matter how subtle, was the kind of thing that left him feeling safe and comfortable; keeping his own television on in the background of his bedroom mimicked the sound, but didn’t properly capture the same sensation of feeling protected.

The last thing he tried that first night was the one that stuck: a plush of Master Tigress, one that he’d had since he was an early teenager, was sitting atop one of his recently opened boxes, giving him a stare that demanded confidence; it was the same expression she always wore, but something about seeing it in that moment, when he knew he was getting into his own head about being afraid, conveyed a different message.

Reaching out for the plush and pulling it tight into his chest, the gentle shiver than ran through Todd’s body subsided quicker than he ever thought possible.

That was five years ago…and as the young man carried about his life and became comfortable in the house that he’d purchased, he found he didn’t need the comforts of his parent’s home as much.

In as much, Master Tigress was sitting on a shelf above his bed, only ever getting to come down from there when she needed the dust removed from her outfit.

She was a high-quality piece of merchandise, and neglect of such a thing would have been tragic, even if she hadn’t been an integral part of his getting comfortable in his new home…but as the months of that year went by, and Todd seemed to be home more often than ever, there was a growing well of resentment in the toy as it watched the canine fall asleep in the bed every night, ignorant of just how much she missed being held close to him.

Todd wasn’t trying to neglect her; at least, not intentionally, but he didn’t know what a special thing he was overlooking when he drifted off to sleep without her, or when he spent the entire night on the town with his friends, only to come home and ignore her gaze while he played video games or watched a show on Getflix.

She was determined to make things right…to bring them back to the way that they were.

It was a loud, busy night for Todd, who was just closing the door behind him and bidding farewell to his rideshare driver, grateful for the safe and comfortable ride back to his house. A quiet, modest retreat in the suburbs created a great contrast for the German Shepherd, and there was comfort to be had in coming back to a seemingly safe place when a night of drinking in the big city was coming to a close.

It was rare that Todd drank to any sort of excess, but there was a very subtle gloss upon his eyes of warm, molten caramel. His stride wasn’t quite a stumble, but he was loose and relaxed, just the way he would have been before crashing on the couch or maybe making it back to his bed before falling asleep to the sound of a comedy routine in the background.

His tie was loosened, his shirt was untucked, and overall, he simply looked undisciplined…but those qualities weren’t enough to deter one of the other residents of the household from their plan.

She admired so many things about Todd during a regular work week, and she respected that he was working so hard to pay for the lovely house that they shared, but all of that hard, daily work meant that he deserved to relax…

…But she wanted him to relax with her, the way that he used to.

Seeing her standing in the hallway as he turned toward his bedroom wasn’t going to do anything to help him relax, but thinking that he might just be seeing things, Todd rubbed his tired, tipsy eyes and blinked them hard; it didn’t change the fact that there was a tall, thick feline standing in the hallway, still wearing the same limited edition outfit as the plush that would normally be sitting on his shelf.

“Someone definitely dosed that last drink, or you are a very dedicated cat burglar,” Todd murmured, trying to hide the fact that he was utterly riddled with panic at the sight of a stranger standing in his house. If not for the outfit, he would have been sure that it was a burglar, but he’d seen the unique clothes so many times that he had to reason that he was looking at his plush.

Considering that she stood only a little shorter than he did and her body was animated, down to the subtle rise and fall of her chest as she drew breath, he knew how crazy that thought process was.

Has some weird girl in the neighborhood been stalking me? Like…did they see my plush and dress up like it and break in? he wondered.

Even from that distance, he could see that her fur was too puffy to be the genuine article, but his brain didn’t want to accept that he was staring at a living plush anymore than it wanted to believe that someone had broken into his home.

“Do…d-do you have a gun?” he asked, wondering if he should have been lifting his arms over his head in a surrendering pose.

“I do not have a gun,” she replied immediately, her voice disappointed that he would even suggest such a thing to a proper martial artist. “But I do have a bone to pick with you, Todd.”

As much as his mind continued to resist the reality of the situation, Todd was trying his best to come to terms with a seemingly impossible scenario.

The plush fur, the special outfit, the seemingly painted nature of the color of her eyes, and finally, the way she dropped his name in so casually, as if she’d known him for years before that moment were all pointing to only one possibility.

“…Tigress?”

“Master Tigress,” she corrected him. “And though I can’t applaud you for forgetting my title like that, I…I can admit that it does my heart well to hear you say my name again, after all this time.”

The character was plucked straight from the script of the movie, speaking clearly and succinctly.

Behind those precise words, however, there was a sense of emotion that Todd, even in his tipsy state, couldn’t possibly miss. He felt bad already that she was biting back on so much frustration, but he had no idea what was bothering her, and getting to the bottom of it when he hadn’t even figured out how she was talking seemed that it might be impossible.

“Sorry, I…did you just…talk?”

“Yes.”

“And that doesn’t seem weird to you?”

Her tail gave a flick of annoyance as she stood in place, but otherwise, she continued to keep her disappointment with Todd under wraps. “If I weren’t able to speak, I’m sure this would be much weirder for you, Todd.”

He snickered, despite the tension of the moment. “Guess that confirms that theory,” he said, but before he gave himself that full quarter, he gestured at the bedroom. “I suppose if I were to talk down the hall and look at the shelf, something would be missing from it?”

Having existed with a consciousness for longer than Todd could imagine, the plush didn’t think that her talking to him was quite the strange revelation that he clearly thought it to be.

“My usual resting place is empty, yes.”

The way she spoke was so calculated that it betrayed the emotion that was seeping out of her stare, but she was accurate to her character through and through, leaving Todd to feel awkward about his slightly drunken state and slacked way of speaking.

“You sound…k-kinda angry about that.”

With her paws behind her back and her eyes looking for anything else to gaze upon, Todd knew he’d struck a nerve, but he still didn’t fully understand what was going on; it stood to reason that he wasn’t fully aware of why she’d be so upset in the first place.

“You’ve always admired my ferocity in the past, Todd. I’m not so sure that you’ll admire the reason for my emotions, right now.”

Without giving him a proper reason to, she’d made the canine feel inwardly guilty.

“So let’s…just…here; humor me for a moment and pretend the fact that my plush has climbed down from her shelf and is standing there talking to me is a normal thing…if this is normal, then the next part of the conversation would be where you tell me why you’re so upset.”

He was dizzier than he’d been all night, and Todd couldn’t imagine sobering up when his understanding and concept of reality were being challenge by the feline before him.

She’d been keeping the secret of her abilities from him for such a long time that he couldn’t help wondering why she didn’t bring any of this up to him sooner.

“Another part of our lives has become normal in recent years,” Tigress explained, never tripping over her words despite the way she bit back on her emotions. “And it is something that I cannot continue to abide…nor is it something I’ve ever approved.”

Todd was a creature of some habits, but as he went through them in silence, he couldn’t think of any that were so bad as to draw the ire of a toy that was sitting on his shelf.

On her shoulder, however, there was a clearly visible speck of dust, illuminated by the can lights in the hallway.

“Once again, I’m gonna have to ask you to humor me and assume that I don’t know what I’ve done wrong.”

Feeling as though he was being grilled by the girlfriend that he didn’t even have, Todd was nervous to have his flaws revealed to him by someone who had been watching him in silence for literal years.

“Do you remember our first night together in this place, Todd?”

He gulped; there were already enough clues for him to know the two and two that he was putting together, but he feigned ignorance until that point, hoping that he could come up with a different answer.

“I…I do,” he admitted. “It was a long time ago, though.”

“And do you remember how tightly you held me when we were cuddled up together in your bed?”

Not only did he remember that, but he remembered the horrible case of morning wood that he had the next day, and the way that the tip of his erection had been poking against the soft, full backside of the toy when he’d stirred awake…

…And the fact that he didn’t stop grinding against her when the day started.

“You made me feel comfortable,” Todd admitted, knowing there was no point in trying to hide his emotions from a creature that had literally watched him grow up. “And when I felt like I was completely alone in a new place, you were there for me from the very start…”

“And the night after that,” she pointed out. “You were still holding me close, keeping me there and returning that comfort…letting me feel your warmth, and embrace your scent…”

Todd gulped back a lump of nervous emotions at their mutual walk down memory lane, but he couldn’t find the words to properly reply.

“It was a new place for me, as well…everything was new, except for you, Todd…you were the lone constant in a sea of change, keeping me anchored to the heart of who I was…and the moment you found your port in the storm, you cast me back into the ocean.”

He could tell that she was struggling to keep her emotions contained any longer, and from her perspective, he wouldn’t have blamed her at all for going into a total meltdown.

He thought he might be on the verge of having one himself.

“I’m…s-sorry,” he stumbled over his words. “I guess I didn’t know what I was doing when I put you on that shelf, but I…I did my best to keep you clean and keep your space tidy, and y-

“Do you really think this is about keeping me clean?!” she demanded, the emotional barrier coming down completely as she flicked the last of the dust from her shoulder. Her body could move, much to Todd’s disbelief, and she marched down the hallway until her chest was pressed in tight to his own. “Do you really think keeping me clean is any kind of compensation for what you took away from me?”

Just when Todd thought he was putting all the pieces of the puzzle together, the last one he needed was snatched away by those words.

“What did…w-what did I take from you?” he asked, his voice too genuine to fuel the feline’s anger. “I needed to move out on my own eventually; it doesn’t mean I wanted to leave my parent’s house, either!”

“What you took from me is a place,” she explained, but her voice was getting weaker as she leaned into the very thing she mentioned, and little by little, her cheek nuzzled down, right against the loose slack of his tie. “You t-took…this place…from me…”

He didn’t know if a plush could cry, or if it could, how that would have worked…but he could hear the delicate sound of sniffles coming from the plush below, as she pushed what little weight she held against his torso.

“You found your comforts here…and I’m glad you became comfortable,” she admitted, “But I wasn’t ready to lose my comforts…and you didn’t even think twice about putting me on that shelf and leaving me there, Todd.”

She was biting back on her emotions again: it was a lot for both of them to take, as Todd tried to come to terms with the reality of what was unfolding, and the fact that his plush was not only a living, seemingly breathing creature, but that he’d upset her so much by putting her aside.

Knowing that she was real: that she had her own thoughts, emotions and desires, he could only imagine how it would feel if he were pushed to the side and left alone in a new place…and without Tigress there to comfort him those first few months, he wasn’t sure he ever would have found comfort in the new home.

“You still watch over me when you sleep, you know,” Todd reminded her. “And seeing you up there on the shelf, watching me…that does make me feel comfortable, Tigress. I’m sorry I didn’t say that sooner.”

“You have said that,” she told him. “But you still don’t get it…I haven’t been comfortable once since you put me up on that shelf…how can I possibly get comfortable when the place I belong is so close to me, but still just out of my reach?”

Todd wondered if it was possible for an overwhelming outburst of emotion to give life to a plush like the one that was struggling against him; he could think of no other method that would have given her consciousness, but there was no denying the validity of the feelings she was revealing to him.

It was more than the canine was ready to unpack when he came home, but something about her honesty made him feel closer to her than he had in years…and just beyond that came the remorse of realizing what a terrible thing he’d done to her.

“I was just getting ready to go to bed,” Todd admitted, his voice as soft and neutral as it could be. “And I would…I’d be honored if you would come and share the space with me again. I know that doesn’t make up for what I did wrong, but I…I didn’t know, Tigress. I’m sorry.”

“Ignorance is no excuse,” she immediately bit back, but she knew she was speaking from a place of anger; that simply wasn’t the kind of person she was. “But I suppose you couldn’t have known what it meant to me to feel your arms around me…to feel your paws on my chest…”

Her voice trailed off for a moment, and hearing such a sudden change in her tone, Todd gulped and waited for what he knew was coming.

“…The weight of your excitement pressing against my lower back as you painted me with warmth…”

She’d been treated to an especially careful afternoon of washing, blow-drying and a new set of clothes after that episode, but Todd didn’t know what he could possibly say in response to that.

When he made the decision to grind upon her as if she was a sex toy, he thought she was only a toy, never beginning to imagine that she would not only remember the moment, but that she’d have her own memories of it and thoughts about it.

Part of him was flattered to hear such passion from her about the memory, but as much as he was still struggling to come to terms with his plush coming to life, he only then realized that her breasts were pressing into his torso; she never had those before, and he could only imagine that other changes had taken place…some that he might have to feel to believe.

“I never forgot that night, Todd. Every night that followed, I was so happy just to be close to you, but you never gave yourself to me that way again…it felt like you were ashamed of it…ashamed of me,” she explained. “And when you put me on the shelf, it only cemented what I believed.”

Todd was going to tell her that she was wrong: that he hadn’t pushed her away because of shame about how wonderful her body felt against his bare flesh.

She never gave him the chance.

“All this time, I’ve been addled with need…burdened with such desires, and yet, I’ve been unable to satisfy a single one…I will not be denied any longer, Todd.”

There was a moment, no matter how brief, of indecision for the canine.

He hadn’t touched his own body in days, and given everything he’d just learned, he knew that Tigress would know the same to be true…and more than that, he couldn’t remember the last time he was with a woman.

The fact that he so rarely had women over to his house was a mere coincidence, and the fact that they almost never made it to the bedroom was only the result of his couch being so comfortable and the social lubricant that was alcohol, but something about this was carrying a greater sense of intimacy than any encounter he could hope to recall.

It was as if he was speaking to a grade school crush after they’d both been given a chance to grow up and grow on, as people…and yet, there was still a spark between them.

One wasn’t afraid to admit it…and had eagerly professed it.

The other simply couldn’t believe what was happening to him, as if this was something he’d wanted just as badly as she did…but he needed her to remind him of just how close they used to be.

Her memory of their first sexual experience was just what the doctor ordered, and a quick, but poignant tug on the slack of his tie made it clear that Tigress was in the mood to recreate the act, with a little more involvement this time around.

“You know what you’re asking me to do, right?” Todd questioned her, but at the tug upon his tie, he leaned in close…and the delicate brush of smooth, velvety felt against his lips answered him as directly as he could have hoped.

He would need that extra time to find his next words, but he couldn’t collect them: his thoughts were jumbled by every eager press of her lips upon his own, and the way that her tongue was able to push past the tiny gap in his muzzle.

He couldn’t believe that her tongue was pressing against his own with such obvious intention, but even more than that, he was shocked at his own reaction, as he curled his tongue around hers and shared in the heat of the moment, rather than turning away from it.

There was never such a passionate moment in his life before, and he couldn’t control the reactions of his body from the kiss alone, much less the weight and warmth of her thigh pressing around his own and grinding up against the covered bulge in his dress pants.

He'd gone to the bar straight from work, and come home straight from there: dress slacks held nice and snug to his legs, but any excitement throughout the day would be obvious enough, and Tigress showed her appreciation for her owner’s flesh with a quiet moan into the depths of their continued kiss…and another tug on his tie, keeping him dedicated to his performance.

How long has she been able to do this? How long has she wanted to do this?

They’d have plenty of time to talk over such things when their bodies were done conversing, but that conversation was only just beginning, and Tigress was taking the lead every step of the way.

“With just one kiss, you’ve revealed the passion that you still hold for me…”

Her words tickled over his lips, staying close to them and letting him feel the brush of the softest felt he’d ever known.

“You don’t have to deny it any longer, Todd…and I won’t let you hide it from me.”

In a way, the canine felt like he didn’t have a choice in the matter, but even with her athletic appearance and the skill in her touch, Tigress knew that she was a living plush: if Todd really wanted, he could easily push her aside and make his way to the bedroom to sleep off what was surely the strangest hallucination he’d ever weathered.

He preferred to embrace the reality before him, no matter how impossible it was, and hold her close as he walked with her, one slow, pushing step at a time.

Making their way to the bedroom together, Todd allowed the feline to settle into his lap as he sat back on the edge of the bed, but he knew she wouldn’t be still: her approach was already an outpouring of multiple kinds of frustration and aggression, but finally, there was relief in sight, and all of her years of assumed training weren’t enough to give her peace and clarity without it.

She needed to know the pressure and presence of his cock once more, and this time, in a place that he’d overlooked; he’d never pulled the clothing from the plushie before, keeping her most hidden secrets exactly that.

It seemed completely impossible that she was about to guide his paw into the front of her tight waistline, but being a plush, there was nothing else beneath the fabric: no panties were in the way to prevent Todd from feeling the seemingly impossible warmth of her womanhood, and though he’d yet to figure out the source of her voice, there was no denying the pleasure in her voice as she let out an impassioned moan.

“This heat…t-this is all because of you, Todd,” she assured him. “It’s been there for so long, I don’t know that I can remember what relief is…and I won’t ever experience it without you…”

There was a growing wealth of pressure on Todd to put on what he thought would be a hell of a performance, but that was coming from his own thoughts.

In truth, if he simply eased back his slacks and allowed the feline to settle upon his cock, that might be enough for her; she was planning on doing all of the work anyway, now that she had the freedom of movement that she always desired.

“Please, d-don’t ever put me on that shelf again…let me just s-stay right here,” she asked, trying not to sound as though she was begging for a relief that only he could provide. “Just having you here in my arms, knowing the beat of your heart against my chest again…”

“It’s the kind of thing I never should have denied you.”

Tigress was sure to be the more aggressive of the pair, but as Todd came to grips, slowly but surely, with the seemingly impossible situation, he refused to look such an exquisite gift horse in the mouth.

“I never would have felt comfortable in this place without you, Tigress. I never would have been able to make this place my home if not for the comfort you brought me…so please…let me be the one to make this up to you.”

“Todd, y-you-

His palms were already settled around her lower back, but they were moving up her spine quickly, pushing at the tight, sleeveless top that clung to her fake fur.

Eager as she’d been, there were new assets for her to consider, and bashfulness was no surprise when the garment was pushed up past the soft, subtle weight of her breasts, exposing her tender bodice to his own and allowing her to feel the silky fabric of his shirt against her tender nipples.

It was the first time she’d ever been fortunate enough to know what genuine pleasure felt like, and no amount of training or patience would allow her to keep her voice in check, through that.

“Todd! You…y-you really mean this?” she asked, but he only stopped when he had to, waiting for her arms to lift up over her head. “You haven’t touched me like this since that first night…”

“I’m sorry for that,” he replied simply.

There was hesitance in her gaze as her arms slowly lifted overhead, allowing him to pull the special top from her figure and toss it aside…but her eyes were narrowing on him as she came in close, wanting to feel the warmth of her chest against her perked, eager nipples.

“You didn’t…n-no…you couldn’t have known what you were doing,” she finally gave him that much credit, never having giving him a sign to who she really was, before. “But now that you know, don’t you dare make the same mistake twice.”

She kept control on her side of the playing field, evidenced once more by a tug at his necktie, but she wasn’t trying to tug him into a kiss, anymore.

She was giving him an obvious sign of what she was after, and as much fun as they’d had with the teasing approach, there was a warmth between her legs that demanded satisfaction…the sudden, but slow grind of her crotch against his lap made it entirely clear that she didn’t need any further preparations.

For his part, Todd didn’t know what kind of foreplay was necessary for a plush, but the first time around, all those years ago, he’d simply rubbed his cock against the small gap under her tail, right near the seam, until he painted her back with the seed that he’d been too nervous to milk out in the early days at his new home.

That home was their old stomping ground by then, and though he wasn’t afraid to masturbate in his own bed anymore, he was in the middle of enough of a dry spell that the front of his dress slacks were damp with his spilling arousal.

Even through the flowing, silky comfort of her pants, Tigress could feel that damp moisture; she blinked, and then, her lips spread wide in a knowing grin, as he tried his best to look innocent.

He utterly failed, caught in the act with his cock throbbing against her and his face bewildered at both her captivating beauty and her tantalizing approach.

“The last time you spilled this on me, it took days before you were able to get it all out of my fur, Todd.”

One paw stayed on his tie, but the other was already trailing down his chest, stroking firm, plastic claws along his torso and tickling his flesh every step of the way…until the last step was to rest her palm on the buckle of his belt.

“This time, I’ve got an even better place for you to put it.”

When there was no personality to her, beyond the one that was literally sewn onto her face, there was no pressure for Todd to perform or act a certain way around the plush.

He was worried about giving her his best efforts, given how long she’d been waiting for this exact moment…but that pressure was being alleviated, little by little, as the living plush eased his member out through the slit in his boxers.

Her emotions were on full display as she looked down at his cock: the only hesitance in her stare was followed by a momentary gulp, as if she wasn’t expecting to see such a plentiful drip from the tip and such a thorough preview of the bulge of his knot, right at the base of his sheath.

She’d never used her womanhood before, and it only stood to reason that she’d be a little nervous about handling the full girth of his cock, right then…but this was going to be a new experience for both of them, and as much as nerves were creeping into her about feeling an organic member inside of her body for the first time, Todd was fighting through the same gamut of emotions.

He was the more experienced of the two, but nothing quite prepared him for the way that the feline pushed down on the front of her waistline, revealing the place where he’d left his paw.

Once more, he froze up, but she offered something truly rare, giggling at the sight of his nervous response.

“You know I was able to feel your fingers exploring me the entire time,” she reminded him. “Why are you suddenly so bashful about my being able to see it?”

She was learning more and more about Todd as their bodies came closer, but he was afraid to look away from her eyes, until she nodded down toward her womanhood.

Once his eyes made their way past her breasts, after a lengthy stop to appreciate those, as well, Todd gave a lengthy stare to the spot; he was genuinely impressed by what he saw, and how realistic the petals he’d been stroking truly were.

At one point in his mindless fondling, he’d forgotten that he was playing with a plush at all, thanks to the exquisite combination of her silky insides and the inexplicable warmth that came from within.

“Guess it feels like I was caught in the act somehow,” he admitted, knowing it sounded silly, despite being the truth. “You were hardly reacting to my touch, so…I wondered if you could even feel it.”

Her lips stayed curled, even after her giggle faded. “Believe me, Todd…it’s been a genuine struggle to keep from singing out your praises, but if that’s what you’d like me to do, well…I have been waiting half a decade for the chance to do just that. I suppose there’s no point in denying our mutual delights…”

Shimmying forth on her knees, Tigress managed to push the silk of her leggings away from her thighs and finally, down past her ankles as she settled the rest of the way into his lap, but she didn’t guide his length inside of her body, just yet.

Instead, her petals kissed against the underside of his throbbing shaft, experiencing the subtle moisture of his precum for the first time in years.

“Especially not when you’re…p-pulsing so hard against me…you really did miss this, didn’t you?” she asked, revealing that some part of her, no matter how small, still doubted the sincerity of both his arousal, and his apology.

If he were being completely honest with himself, there was a part of him that was still riddled with disbelief, and given what he’d been forced to accept, it would be hard to blame the canine for clinging to the final strands of that…

…But her growing passion for him was the kind of thing that he could feel, even if she wasn’t an organic creature, and the pleasure that came from her petals stroking up and down the underside of his shaft was doing a great job of filling in any remaining gaps.

Were she simply a plush, he could have carried on the way he did the very first time, spinning her around and grinding himself along her back until he was taken care of.

Nothing was that simple anymore…but he wasn’t upset about that.

“I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it,” he confessed, looking down from her eyes once more. He was too bashful to gaze into the depths of her lively stare when making such an admission, but the sight between their laps was a glorious one, allowing him to enjoy the display of his own precum spurting up and then rolling over the impressively accurate shape of her clit. “About pulling you down from the shelf and grinding against you one more time…”

“How many times?”

“Hm?”

Her voice was a long, slow purr against the base of his ear as she moved in closer, daring him to be the one to angle his hips and finally penetrate her. “How many times did you think about doing it, Todd? I need to know just how many nights it’ll take before we’ve fulfilled every single one of those fantasies of yours…”

He wouldn’t be able to come up with a number, and she knew it, but she could do no wrong and say nothing untoward, as close as they’d become.

Her paws were taking their time draping over his shoulders as she looked down at him, rolling her hips with as much eager intent as she could, but they kept teasing each other, as if they both refused to be the one to cross a line that they were both desperate to.

The part of his mind that couldn’t accept this as reality paralyzed Todd with the question of where things would go if he made that fateful decision.

Tigress, in her approach, worried about being hurt again…being tossed aside, even if she threw herself at him with a willing and eager approach.

It wasn’t until he initiated a kiss, returning the favor that she’d given to him earlier, that she felt comfortable enough to roll forth on her knees, lifting herself up and hovering her silky, parted folds over the tip of his canine member.

There was no silence around their kiss: her purr was already filling the room with a rumble and filling his lips with a tender vibration, and quietly, he was moaning right back to her, passing the sensations back to her delicate, false flesh and letting her know that he was ready for whatever came next; that he was ready to be the one to make that call.

The very tip of his drooling, canine length kissed against the entrance of her petals, refusing to waste any of the glorious moisture she’d been lusting after.

Please don’t be afraid, Todd. Please…I’m just as real as every woman you’ve ever shared this bed with…and my needs are far greater than theirs…

Todd still hadn’t figured it out.

It could have been magic that brought her to life, or a spirit that was floating through the house that had found a body. It could have been the connection between them had grown to such a point that it gave life to something that never should have been able to have it, or perhaps, a long forgotten wish of his to have her know the comfort, quite literally, that she’d given to him.

As his cock eased into the first, welcoming inch of her womanhood, their kiss paused, their eyes flew open, and they both stopped worrying about how that fateful moment was possible.

The ‘how’ couldn’t have mattered less to either one of them.

It took only an instant for their eyes to exchange that understanding, but they continued to look upon each other, just beyond the subtle touch of their lips, until Todd’s hips couldn’t wait any longer: he needed to know more than the very entrance of her womanhood, and inches continued to ease into the soft, fluffy passage of the feline, one at a time, as her lips quivered against his own.

“O-oh…by the gods, Todd…”

Her claws raked over his shoulders as she started her own descent, squatting down again just a little at a time, until the petals of her womanhood met with the very base of his cock, just at the opening of his sheath.

“I’m never sleeping on that shelf again.”

Whether it was a demand or a statement of fact, Todd was more than happy to abide her words.

A subtle roll back and then a firm, full thrust up into the passage was the best answer he could think to give, but once more, Tigress was falling back into the old habits of being stoic, having believed for ages that self-control was the path to greater bliss and enlightenment than a physical form could achieve through such simple means as making love.

With one thrust, Todd was changing her entire understanding of what possibilities those words could hold.

This was the kind of pleasure that I’ve been denied? She thought, finding it difficult to string together her thoughts, much less the praises that she wanted to sing for the pumping, thrusting canine. This is what it means to make love with someone…someone who you truly long to be with?

The act of sex, even when she allowed herself to think about it, was mostly a mechanical thing…but there were sensations that couldn’t be captured by a simple and limiting definition.

The rake of her claws upon his shoulders, the heavy, full panting of her breath into his ear, the internal and uneven throb of his length as it caressed her body from the inside…and above it all, the quiet, whimpering pleas of the canine to keep riding him that much faster…

…It was a song that she couldn’t have heard in her deepest meditations, and a sensation that she couldn’t have replicated with her most tantric moments.

“Harder, Todd?” she asked, finally picking some of his words out of the miasma of bliss that was clouding her thoughts. “Are y-you…are you sure?”

She didn’t consider that her body, looking as toned and athletic as it did, was still filled with fluff and cotton; she was worried, sweetly enough, about slamming her body against him with too much ferocity and aggression.

Todd was trying to find the best way to make it clear that she couldn’t hurt him in her current state, but letting his arms come to rest around her lower back and stroke the base of her tail wasn’t a bad guess, all things told.

“Light as you are, it feels…f-feels like I’m bouncing against a cloud,” he admitted. “I don’t know if you can go any harder, but if you can, please…d-don’t hide those frustrations from me, Tigress. Allow them to come through; be it in your actions or your words, don’t hide what you’re feeling from me!”

After ignoring her for so long, he wanted her to know that there was no wrong time to share her mind with him, anymore than her body.

Knowing that she’d never done such a thing before, he wanted to show her the bliss of sharing such things with him all at once, and just understanding that she had such freedom with him in the first place was enough to draw a sudden, full gasp from her maw.

“It’s more than bliss, Todd…it’s something I c-can’t hope to begin to describe,” she admitted, but she was still giving it her best as she picked up the pace of her dropping legs: her athletic build made it easy for her to keep her paws planted on either side of his thighs and rapidly squat onto his length, as if it was just another of her evening exercises. “It’s fulfillment, and excitement, and…t-the most pleasant tingle I’ve ever known…it’s getting stronger!”

She was already losing control of herself, finding that the training exercises she’d done in her assumed life as the Master Tigress weren’t enough to offset the first waves of orgasmic bliss that she’d ever experienced.

Her inner muscles were based in such realism that Todd was struggling to tell them apart from those of a flesh and blood woman…but in the lack of organic material, there was a distinct lack of risk.

What this manifested as was a lack of pressure, allowing the canine to pump his full weight into her body and lift it with the sheer force of his thrusting lap.

“If it feels right, j-just…just let it happen,” Todd assured her, knowing that he’d been in her position before, and the pressure that could come with trying to live up to the expectations of another.

He didn’t want her worrying about such a thing when there were so many greater questions to be answered…and such an important moment to be shared together, with all questions brushed aside.

I’m sorry I made you wait so long for this, Tigress…I’m sorry that I never thought about why I felt such comfort when I held you close…you were never just a plush, were you?

It was the kind of realization that would have completely changed their entire dynamic, even if they hadn’t made the decision to cross such an unusual line together, but the longer Tigress bounced in his lap, and the deeper his length explored within her, the less it felt like an unusual thing: it wasn’t that strange of him to grind against her when he didn’t know what she was capable of.

To finally share the kind of bliss and comfort with her that she’d provided to him, all without saying a word or moving an inch…to recreate such a thing for her; nothing could be so right, or anything further from unusual.

They were finally doing what they expected of each other all along.

“This tingling…n-nothing…I’ve never felt anything like it,” Tigress confessed, trying to keep her words to a minimum in the throes of passion.

She was clinging to a personality that was forced on her as a result of her creation, but with every pass of a long, delightful cock into her womanhood, she was experiencing something that forced her to question what she knew about herself, and what she knew of the man sitting beneath her.

There was silent rage at him for keeping such a heavenly secret from her for such a long time, but beyond that, there was a relief to know that she could embrace something other than the forced, stoic expression that she was born with, and the quiet frustration of biting back on her roaring emotions.

There was liberation…not just at the feel of his flesh, but at the act of letting herself go to such a blissful, eager state; it wasn’t her focus on the ecstasy she felt, but the way that their union finally broke her focus that allowed her to experience something that she’d only ever heard Todd whispering about in the wee hours of the morning.

“Todd, I’m…I t-think…”

She trailed off, unsure how to even describe what she was feeling, but her body was quick to fill in the details.

Inner walls fluttered and gripped at Todd with such complete skill and tender grace that she easily overwhelmed the memory of any other lover he’d been with before…and all the while, she’d been sitting on his shelf, a mere breath away from his grasp.

He understood if she’d never forgive him for keeping her there for so long, but in that moment, he wondered if he could ever forgive himself for what he’d overlooked.

“It’s okay.”

His voice was succinct and comforting, but more than anything, it was soft: he wanted Tigress to know that there was no pressure to act a certain way when she was dealing with something so new to her, but she was taking to the currents of pleasure like a fish to water…

…Swimming fast and free, she bucked that much faster against his cock, and let out a long, low purr at the sensation of his seed erupting from the tip of his length.

“It’s inside me, e-even now…making such a b-big fucking mess,” she allowed a single curse to pass her lips, and just in that moment, Todd could see the wealth of emotions that poured over from her; there was no consequence to be had in those syllables, but even greater pleasure to be known in her continued liberation. “Just like you made on my back, all t-those years ago…but now…I know what you felt right then, Todd…”

It was hard to keep his cool in that moment, but Todd didn’t want to ruin the same, knowing that they’d never be able to recreate the exact instant that they shared their first mutual climax.

Struggling with his own release and keeping his voice down were proving the greatest challenges he’d ever known, but subconsciously, he allowed himself to slip into an old, silly habit, feeling nervous about the fact that he’d contained the sounds of his own heavenly cries.

Tigress knew he was keeping something from her, but the weight of his knot pumping into her folds and locking his seed into her womb was such a thorough distraction that she couldn’t quite find the words for it.

Their quiet, shallow breathing and the delicate squeak of the bed as it rattled across the floor with their trembling created a different, but equally profound atmosphere in the aftermath…and for a time, the pair could only cling to each other, save for the occasional tremor of delight that forced them to seize up in place.

It wasn’t until Todd’s grip went lax upon her back that he finally felt her eyes gazing into his own again, but there was a softer, sweeter tone to her gaze, revealing her gratefulness in a look before she found the words to do the same.

“What you were saying earlier…”

Tigress blinked. “What of it?”

“I’m afraid you don’t know what I felt, back then,” Todd claimed. “But what we just shared…what we just did…was so much better than that.”

She wasn’t usually so quick to softer emotions, but there was no denying the flustered appearance that took her expression. “You flatter me, Todd…and you certainly don’t need to do so.”

“Of course I don’t need to,” he agreed, “But I’m not trying to flatter you, Tigress. I’m just trying to tell you that I…I’ve never felt anything like that before, either.”

There was a small pause, but when she couldn’t find any words to answer, Todd realized what he’d been doing wrong the entire time.

“I’m sorry,” he continued. “Master Tigress.”

For a moment, it looked as though her eyes might somehow produce tears, despite her unique anatomy…but she only shook her head and nestled into the crook of his neck.

“Call me Tigress…it sounds better.”

**

When he stirred awake, Todd was sure that the drugs in his drink would have been washed out of his system, and just like the first time, he’d find a small, regular plush between his legs, bathed in the plentiful juices of his load from the night before.

It would have made sense, given how impossible it seemed that she would have come to life the way she did…or at all.

“You know, I’ve been thinking this for a while, but now that I finally have the chance to say it…you don’t sleep well when you aren’t snuggled up to someone.”

The sound of the voice was burned into his mind the night before, but hearing it first thing in the morning, as he shook the cotton candy cobwebs of sweet dreams from his tired mind, he still couldn’t believe that there was a living plush sitting next to him, speaking with a voice that shouldn’t have been able to enunciate so clearly in the first place.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he felt a pair of paws kneading at his chest, Todd couldn’t think of a much sweeter wake up call than that, but it was all wrapped in the same veneer of disbelief as the night before; seeing her face as she smiled down at him and nuzzled into his cheek was just as impossible right then as it was when he walked in the door.

“I think you might be a little biased in your opinion, though.”

For the first time, he spoke to her as casually as he would have any other living being, but there was a hint of greater affection in his tone, accepting the connection that they’d shared not only the previous night, but the one half a decade earlier.

“Perhaps, but can you really blame me for wanting an excuse to cuddle up to you every night?”

For her part, she’d developed more of a personality overnight than she had in the previous five years, but she wasn’t overindulgent in the way that she rubbed the curve of her ass against his morning wood.

She was simply making up for lost time, and she wanted, in the most intimate way, to help him see that he wasn’t off the hook for the literal years that they’d been so distant, despite being right by one another all along.

“Things were easier when I did,” Todd admitted, his voice hinting his remorse. “I thought I was moving on and growing as a person by putting you on that shelf, but…goodness knows if you hadn’t been watching over me, I wouldn’t have been as comfortable as I was.”

“I could have watched over you from up close, Todd; the same way that I am right now, even.”

He didn’t fully realize what she was getting at until the prehensile coiling of her tail wrapped around the base of his length, just above the knot that she’d fallen asleep on top of the night before.

Combined with the slow, eager roll of her ass against the tip, there was no mistaking her message: her lack of understanding about the nature of morning wood left her thinking that he was just being coy about wanting to give her the same kind of greeting in the morning.

“Are you sure you’re up for it again so soon?” he asked, wanting to put her safety and wellbeing first.

He wasn’t inexperienced in the bedroom, but in the manners of sleeping with a living plush, he only had two memories to go off of, and it didn’t matter that one of them was so fresh: it didn’t create a pattern, or anything close to an understanding of what she could and couldn’t do.

With a quick push against his twitching shaft, easing it toward the silky part of her artificial womanhood, she made it clear that she was up for another round with or without a longer break, but there was something far more than that nagging at her.

“Positive,” she replied simply. “But I’ve been sitting in your lap like this for so long that I feel like I need to stretch out a little bit…it’s no good for a feline to skip her morning stretches, after all.”

She’d learned enough about sensuality and seduction just by watching over the canine throughout the years and catching the occasional glance at the myriad of pornographic films he’d watched, but true to her title, she was quick to master her own style of intimacy, and she wasn’t afraid to try new things, nor to employ new tactics to get her way.

Being patient hadn’t worked once in five years, but being demanding worked in a single night…and whether that was the proper lesson to be gleaned or not, she was rolling with it.

“It almost feels silly to ask,” Todd confessed, “But…are these the kinds of stretches that I can help with?”

A subtle narrowing of her gaze and a tiny, but entirely crooked curl at the corner of her muzzle were followed by her jumping out of his lap and making sure her tail was lifted to him, showing off both of the holes that were available for him to take at his leisure.

Stretching forward to kick out her hind legs and the scrunching up at the spine like a proper feline, Tigress rested her paws on the pillows and kept her backside lifted high, wanting not only to make her intentions clear, but to prove that she was up for whatever her canine companion was in the mood for…even if it meant doing things in a way that was more comfortable for his species.

“Pretty sure I’m all stretched out, actually…but if you want to come in a little closer and help me make sure, you ought to know by now that I’d appreciate the help.”

The lack of contact between them was a long running issue, but Tigress was doing everything she could to rectify that problem, little by little.

Just as much as Todd didn’t think she’d be so quick to take to her new body and new emotions, however, she didn’t think Todd had it in him to roll over in the bed and immediately crawl in behind her, gripping her backside with a pair of thick, eager paws.

“Todd?!”

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

Trembling against the pillow and looking back over her shoulder, Tigress offered a gaze that showed her lack of complete understanding…but there was plenty enough conveyed that the German Shepherd knew he should keep going.

“After how tender and delicate you were last night, I didn’t think you had s-such strength in your grip,” she confessed, but the glide of his tongue along her soft, silky petals was a far greater surprise. “You’re s-so much more capable than I w-would have guessed!”

“It’s not like a master to underestimate her opponent,” Todd murmured, revealing that he could still be playful, even when his tongue was adding a warm, slick helping of saliva to her eager mound. “But I suppose I’m the one who fell for your trap, didn’t I?”

She was still working on understanding sexual encounters, and the natural back-and-forth that came with a more casual romp…but she was the one with the final surprise in store, as her tail flattened enough to coil around his neck, akin to a collar.

If she could, she would have kept him right there all morning long, but she knew that organic creatures had other needs to be met; delicious as her flesh was on his tongue, she’d have to let him free for proper sustenance sooner or later.

That being the case, she wanted to make sure that he earned his breakfast.

“A master knows how to lure in her enemy for a clean and decisive kill,” she explained, her voice growing thick with frustration for a moment.

That tone faded when she realized that he was playing, and in turn, her body was playing along before she had a chance to explain herself…and in the gap of quiet, rumbling purrs that followed, she wanted to make it clear that she appreciated just how patient she was being with her learning curve.

“And she…isn’t afraid t-to learn from another master,” she mentioned, her voice broken up by a pleasured stammer as his tongue swirled around her clit for the very first time. “Though, such exercises u-usually come with a…warm up…”

Stretching and warmups were necessary for any kind of exercise, but they were both playing with the definitions of each, keeping things fast and loose.

The tickle at her clit was the closest she’d get to a warmup when she’d already brought such intensity out of her canine bunkmate, but she wasn’t looking for anything more from his tongue…at least, not at that moment.

She’d ride his face when she was good and ready: right then, she was in the mood to be taken with the kind of ferocity and intensity that Todd had only shared with other organic beings before, and a quick, teasing sway of her backside conveyed her message in earnest.

“Shall we start with the basics, then?” Todd asked, releasing her backside and coming in closer to her body. “I’m sure a master like you is plenty familiar with them, but if you need a refresher-

“By the gods, yes.”

“Then I’m happy to provide one.”

Her posture was more feline in nature, but Todd stuck with a canine approach as the front of his thighs pressed into the back of her own. With one paw, he lined his trembling member up with the petals of her womanhood, and just as he eased into the heated, dampened passage, he brought his chest down to her upper back, rested his muzzle against her cheek, and wrapped his arms tight around her waist.

In a typical doggy style pose, the lover on bottom was forced to bear most of the weight of the act, but in this moment, Todd was taking such control that his first pump of his hips lined up with the embrace of his arms, nearly pulling the feline’s knees from the mattress.

Though her insides didn’t have the same limits as an organic woman, Tigress couldn’t hope to contain her reaction at such a deep, fulfilling sensation.

“Todd, t-that…you’re i- ohfuck, you’re…y-you’re in there!” she cried out, losing her composure to such an extent that she was immediately flustered. Trying to bite back on her further moans drew out a long, sexually frustrated groan, but she found one form of purchase as her tail coiled around his lower back, holding him close when her paws were too busy holding up her frame. “This is s-so different…so different from last night, but I…”

Her voice faded slightly, but as her thick, felt claws raked at the pillow and tried to avoid gritting her fangs, she pushed back at her lover with what effort she could manage, wanting to prove that she was a master, no matter the subject matter.

“I fucking love it, Todd…”

There was an entire world of intensity that Tigress was biting back on, and she’d been at it for so long that even she didn’t know for sure what she’d end up doing with the new level of aggression that she felt…but right then, it was a good thing that Todd’s overbearing weight was crashing down against her.

Feeling her insides literally rearrange at the behest of his cock, her entire form trembled with a new reality, accepting that his love was every bit what she’d hoped it would be and more…but behind all of that came new, powerful emotions that she’d have to tackle.

Frustration was familiar, as was disappointment…but greed was entirely foreign to her, until she felt her inner muscles clenching up on his length, as if she refused to ever let it know anything but the tender embrace of her vaginal passage ever again.

“Holy..s-shit…you’re gonna make me cum if y-you keep that up, Tigress!”

He didn’t know what he expected to hear from her, as his knot slammed right past the subtle resistance of her petals and locked him inside of her once again, but there seemed to be no end to her capacity: his seed flooded into her womb all over again, even as he bucked and trembled against her smaller, softer body.

He was already exhausted; she was just getting started.

“Just once, Todd?” she asked, no hint of a pleasured tremor in her voice. “What master could be satisfied with that?”

His eyes shrunk down, mildly panicked and completely eager to see what kind of monster he’d created…