Anthony woke up early that morning, just before his alarm went off, and groaned as he rolled over and stared at the digital clock on his nightstand.  This had been a common occurrence his entire life, his internal clock running a few minutes faster than everyone else’s.  The Tuxedo Tabby sat up in bed and stretched, yawning mightily as he did before rubbing his face.  He had school today so he climbed out of bed, naked as the day he had been born, and zombie shuffled over to the closet, opening it to find something to wear.

      He was seventeen and a senior in high school with average grades, average attention span and average ambitions.  He didn’t dream big, like becoming a movie star or ruling the world, but his dreams weren’t small either.  However he knew none of them would come true, simply because they all involved his sister.
      
      As if on cue, there was a knock at his door and he glanced out of the closet, his emerald green eyes widening, “Wait! I’m changing!”  From the other side of the door came a muffled reply just as his alarm went off.  He jammed his feet down the legs of a pair of pants, hopping as he went over, slapping his alarm clock with his tail before finally managing to pop his feet through.  With a sigh, he fed his tail through the hole in the back of his jeans and buttoned up.  “I’m decent,” he then announced before going back to his closet, the door to his room opening then.
      
      Into his room stepped a small girl, barely over four feet tall with fur as black as night and eyes that were so rich a sapphire blue that they were more precious than the gem itself.  She was carrying a big basket of freshly folded clothes, wearing a simple nightgown that came down to mid-thigh.  She made it all of three steps into the room before tripping over her own feet and giving a little shriek as she dropped the basket and fell face first into it, her cute little panty-clad rump up in the air.  Immediately Anthony came out of the closet and his eyes went wide, staring for maybe a few seconds longer than he should at her tailless bottom before going over to her and fishing her out of the basket.  “You okay, Kat?” he asked, holding her against his lean chest.
      
      Kat, or Catherine as her full name dictates, was a Manx you see- a cat born without a tail.  Add together the fact that she was a natural klutz, and scenes like this had become very common place, but that never eased Anthony’s worry.  He loved his sister, more than a brother probably should, so every time he saw her fall or get hurt, he had to hold her and make sure she was okay.  It also helped that he enjoyed holding her.  “Yes, yes, little brother.  I’m fine,” she said, her voice a cute, high sound that never got old.  Yes, the little girl that he held in his arms was his older sister, by six years no less, but when she’d been young, something had happened- she had never told him what- and she’d stopped physically aging.  They’d seen many a doctor about it but none could figure out what had stopped her internal clock.
      
      She pulled out of his grasp and huffed as she glared at the basket, the contents now scattered all over the floor.  “I just finished folding those!” she whined a little and gave her brother the biggest, saddest eyes ever, trying to guilt him into helping her.  However, she never had to for he was always more than happy to do anything she asked, even if she didn’t ask it.  Together they refolded the clothes before putting them away.  “So… Today’s the anniversary,” she suddenly spoke up, drawing his gaze to her just after he finally pulled a shirt on to find her sitting on the edge of his bed, swinging her feet a little.
      
      Anthony simply nodded at his sister, looking away so she couldn’t see the sad frown that ruined his face.  Their parents had died four years previous, leaving the two of them alone in the world.  Thankfully, they lived in a small enough town that everyone knew everyone and everyone loved Kat.  So as a nineteen year old that looked like she was ten, she had been able to become the guardian of her thirteen year old brother as well as get a job that allowed the two of them to keep their house.  They never really talked about their parents, or the accident, except on the anniversary of their death.  Today, after he got back from school, the two of them would go to the graveyard and pay their respects.
      
      “I was thinking we could eat sushi after,” he told her, going over and sitting next to her, wrapping his arm around her as she snuggled against his side.  They were close like that, always snuggling and cuddling together no matter where they were.  “We haven’t had sushi in forever and I just got my paycheck yesterday,” he explained to which she nodded and beamed up at him.  They weren’t poor, but they didn’t have a lot of money to spare.  With the new mayor, the taxes had risen and just Kat having a job hadn’t been enough, so Anthony had gotten one as well.  He worked three days a week washing and detailing cars while she had a job at the local floral shop doing arrangements.
      
      “I’d like that,” she replied before sighing and hoping off the bed, wobbling a little on her feet before spinning around and wagging her finger at him, “Now stop making me hungry and get to school! You’re going to be late, young man!”  A brief bit of silence then the two of them cracked up while he stood, petting her head to make her purr.
      
      “Okay okay, I’m going,” he said before grabbing his wallet and keys, stuffing them into his pocket.  At the door, he retrieved his backpack before calling back a goodbye before leaving.  Kat meanwhile, sighed and flopped on Anthony’s bed, cuddling with a pillow, breathing in her brother’s scent, using it to calm her tormented thoughts.  She’d been having trouble at work lately, not with her job itself- she loved it- but with her boss.  The woman was a lesbian and a great person, but Kat just wasn’t interested and that was making work more stressful than it should have been.  She was too afraid to spurn the woman and lose her job, so every day she put up with the little touches, the looks and the pet names.  If only her boss had been a man, Kat would have eaten the attention up, possibly gotten laid out of it but instead she was just plagued.
      
      She sighed and punched the bed in frustration, nuzzling the pillow more as she sought the reassurance she always felt with her brother nearby, but his scent just wasn’t enough.  With a frown marring her pretty face, she whimpered and climbed out of the bed, deciding to do some more chores and take a bath with the hopes that would clear her thoughts.
      
      At school, Anthony suffered through his classes like he always did, nearly falling asleep through math class while chatting with his friends through science.  Today his friends, Jacob and Riley- both calico cats- were chattering on and on about this new transfer student in a different class that was just ‘so hot’.  He simply rolled his eyes and turned his attention out the window, getting himself a punch on the arm for that.  “Why are you never interested in girls man?” asked Jacob, a whine that sounded way too feminine.
      
      “That’s cause he likes guys, dude,” said Riley, sharing a laugh with the other cat.  This was their running joke- that Anthony was gay- because he showed no interest in any female classmates or teachers at the school, and though he denied the claims every time, he gave no evidence to say otherwise.  He just couldn’t bring himself to tell them that he loved his sister.  They’d have had a field day before making him a scapegoat for every joke in the book.  There are just some things you can never tell someone else, not even your best friends.  Especially not your best friends.  What he didn’t know is that Jacob was in love with his own mother, and Riley himself was gay.  Oh the fun of friendship.
      
      After suffering through class a little longer, the bell rang for lunch and the three of them made their way to the cafeteria, which was just as crowded and noisy as always.  They sat at their normal table, settling in to eating today’s meal of greasy cheap pizza and a carton of sweet milk.  Just about into his third bite, a cough got his attention and he looked over, finding Jacob staring at him and jerking his head to the side, which made Anthony look to Riley, who was doing the same thing except the other way.  Following the not so subtle hints, he looked up and across the table from him stood the transfer student.
      
      A snow white polar bear that was just a little fluffy at the edges though not chubby by any means, the girl possessed a certain exoticness to her features that said she wasn’t from this part of the country, or even from this country at all.  He blinked a few times, took in her punk rocker shirt that was filled out quite nicely and tight jeans before she coughed to get his attention again.  “Can I sit with you guys? All the other tables are full,” she said, looking right at him, as if he was the leader of the trio.  Her voice held a slight Russian accent and those hazel eyes of hers seemed to stare directly into his soul.
      
      “Uh um… Sure,” he said, watching as she sat.  She then dug into her pizza with just as much gusto as the three of them, and with just that, she instantly became the fourth member of their group.  Shaking his head, Anthony settled into his food, finding himself comparing the girl in his head to his sister, wondering if she measured up.
      
      Meanwhile back at the house, Kat climbed out of the shower and dried off with a big fluffy towel before catching sight of herself in the foggy mirror.  She frowned and wiped the condensation away before looking herself over, brows furrowing together at what she saw.  Like every woman, she found fault with herself, though hers were ‘obvious’ while other women’s were simply in their head.  She poked her face a few times, then her tiny chest and then turned and poked her cute little rump, her frown only getting deeper.  “Oh~  Why can’t you just grow up, damn it?” she huffed at her reflection, tears sparkling in her sapphire eyes for a brief second before she looked away and huffed again.
      
      She wrapped the towel around herself and went out into the hall before stopping when she saw the time on the clock.  She still had several hours before her brother got home, and the shower as well as those chores had done nothing to clear her thoughts.  Biting her lip, she looked towards her room and hesitated a little before nodding to herself and going in.  From under her bed she fished out her little box of ‘toys’, or rather, box of one toy.  She’d dated this guy from out of town once, a ‘bad boy’ so to speak with a thing for little girls.  He’d been okay, and the sex had been good, but sometimes he just didn’t treat her like a woman but rather like a child, and despite her appearance, she really was a woman.
      
      She sighed as she climbed onto her bed with the box and opened it; taking out the only lasting thing she’d gotten out of the brief relationship, a big purple vibrator shaped to resemble an erect feline cock.  Licking her lips at the sight of it, she brought the tip down and slowly dragged it up and down her little cunny, closing her eyes and sighing as she imagined some big strong lion getting ready to mount her.  She shivered and teased her hole with just the tip, licking her lips again before giving a soft murr as she slowly pushed it in, feeling the rubbery ‘barbs’ on the vibrator stroking her insides.
      
      She shifted a little, angling her hips better then started to work it in and out, sinking the thick toy deeper into her with every thrust; little sounds of pleasure escaping her as she slowly fucked her cunny with that big toy.  Eventually the tip of the toy pressed against her cervix and she wriggled a little, opening her eyes, panting as she reached down with her free hand and turned the vibrator on, instantly arching her back, giving a cry of pleasure as it whirred inside her.  She writhed a little on the bed, eyes clamped shut, planting her feet as she rocked her hips while moving that toy inside herself, her now free hand tweaking her little nips.
      
      As always, it didn’t take much more before she was flat out lost in the pleasure, moaning and panting heavily, little cunny making wet slurping sounds as she fucked it with that toy.  Soon her hand snaked down from her chest to between her legs, rubbing her sensitive little love nub, finally hitting her peak.  But just as she did, the image in her head of the big strong lion fucking her changed into that of her brother, the look on his face mirroring the mind numbing pleasure she felt, and that sent her pleasure to a whole different level, her body bucking as she came suddenly again, giving a small scream as she shook.
      
      Several minutes later, with shaky hands, she turned off the vibrator and pulled it out before curling up on her side and clutching her pillow close to her, sniffling as she buried her face against it, tears squeezing out from between her closed eyelids as she trembled, the only thought on her mind now was simply, ‘I did it again.’
      
      Back at the school, lunch had ended with little problems and a lot of new information, such as the transfer student was named Viktoriya and hated nicknames.  She was already very used to this country even though she’d only been here a month, showing great adaptation capabilities and a smart head on her shoulders.  After lunch ended, with them all promising to eat together from then on, Anthony made his way back towards the classroom alone, or so he thought.
      
      He stopped by the restroom to wash his hands and when he came out, she was there waiting for him, leaning against the wall.  She gave him this grin with her hazel eyes sparkling with a mischievous glimmer.  “Hey, Viktoriya,” he greeted, wiping his hands on his pants.  He wasn’t too sure why she was here waiting for him, if that’s indeed what she was doing.
      
      “Your friends… They seem… nice,” she said slowly, her eyes watching him while he nodded and explained that he’d known them since middle school.  “I wondered… if you would like to show me around town after school,” she said, tilting her head to the side.
      
      He raised his eyebrows - surprised at that- then he gave her a small embarrassed smile, “I’m sorry. I have somewhere I need to be after school today.  How about tomorrow?”  The polar bear didn’t seem put off by this and only smiled before nodding with agreement, showing that it wasn’t the town she was interested in, but Anthony himself.  She further solidified this fact by hugging him, pressing her breasts to his chest as she nuzzled his neck.  Oh yeah. Definitely interested.
      
      The hug lasted all of a brief few seconds, before he could even hug her back, and she gave him this sultry little smile before walking off, drawing his eyes to her rump as she went.  Well this was quite the conundrum.  She certainly didn’t go stealthfully after what she wanted.  After that strange encounter, Anthony returned to class, very aroused but also equally confused.
      
      By the time he returned home from school, he was calm again and Kat had cleaned up all evidence of her playtime.  She had also changed into a cute little dark indigo dress with a purple flower pinned to the side of her head.  Anthony dashed off to get changed into something more formal, dress slacks and a button up shirt of a dark red.  “Let’s go,” he told her, before the two of them stepped out of their home, walking slowly towards the town graveyard.
      
      It wasn’t a long walk, certainly shorter than walking to school, but they took it at ease, mostly cause Kat would have totally tripped and ruined her dress if they’d walked at a normal speed.  The silence between them started off as somber, but gradually it became awkward, as she remembered seeing him during her little playtime, a blush staining her cheeks beneath her fur.  Why did that keep happening?  That was the third time this week.  Fidgeting a little, she unconsciously reached out and clutched at his sleeve, making him look over at her though she didn’t notice.
      
      Simply smiling at that, Anthony turned his thoughts back to Viktoriya and her rather aggressive personality.  He couldn’t get her scent out of his mind, the press of her body against his and the heat of her soaking into him.  He shook his head a few times as he felt himself getting a little aroused, now certainly was not the time for it.
      
      When they reached the graveyard, a somber look overcame them both, their thoughts cleared.  Together, now hand in hand, they walked to the large tombstone that marked their parents graves and knelt, not caring if the grass stained their clothes.  Kat traced the letters of their parents’ names while Anthony read aloud the words carved there, “Though you have left this world, you are not forgotten.  We will love you always.”  She shifted and hugged her brother, who hugged her back while gently stroking her hair, closing his eyes as he bowed his head to press a kiss between her ears.
      
      Even though it had been four years, the pain was still fresh, and all they could do was kneel there in each other’s embrace, remembering their parents as they were.  There were good memories and bad, moments of love and joy as well as moments of sorrow and anger.  This was the only thing they could offer to the dead, and after an hour, it was time for them to leave, before the sun started to set.
      
      Later that evening after stopping by a local sushi restaurant to eat, the two of them came home and changed into their bedtime clothing.  While in his room, Anthony flopped onto the bed, naked, sighing a little as his thoughts once again turned to school, though almost immediately he blinked.  He shifted a little and sniffed his pillow, smelling his sister’s scent upon it.  He blinked again and sniffed some more, realizing she’d curled up on his bed at some point that day.
      
      It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence, she did it a lot actually, but this time, already feeling a little aroused from earlier in the day, he felt himself grow hard.  Licking his lips a little, he just couldn’t resist.  In the privacy of his own room, alone with his thoughts and her scent, he took his cock in hand, brushing his thumb against the little nubby ‘barbs’ near the head of his member.  He gasped a little and buried his face into the pillow, breathing deep as he stroked himself, gradually faster, squeezing just enough to make it feel good.
      
      His length throbbed in his hand, and precum slickened his fingers just a little to add to his pleasure while his breathing started to turn to pants.  He didn’t hold back, knew he didn’t have much time, and pretty soon he was so lost in his pleasure that he didn’t hear his door open, nor hear the little gasp his sister gave when she saw him.  She was stunned as she stood there, unable to look away as he rolled onto his back, one hand bringing the pillow to his face while his other worked his shaft.  His hips worked, thrusting into his hand even as he stroked himself faster, the scent of sex filling the air while he writhed.
      
      Kat’s hand went to the doorframe and clutched it while her other grabbed her nightgown over her crotch, feeling herself starting to get wet.  She shouldn’t be watching. She shouldn’t be getting wet. She should just turn around and run to her room and forget seeing all this.  However, she could not stop.  She couldn’t run away.  Instead she stared and shivered as he started to moan, the sounds so full of pleasure that it made her inner muscles clench with need.
      
      What really got her though, was when he suddenly tensed up and groaned, “Kat~”  She shuddered at the sound and climaxed without ever touching herself as he bucked his hips and shot a hot, sticky load of his seed across his stomach.  On shaky legs, she backed up and pulled the door almost closed before retreating to her room, closing her door and locking it, sinking to the floor with her heart pounding in her chest, both hands clutching her nightgown over her heart.   Her eyes were wide and over and over again she replayed that groan in her head, wondering what it meant, afraid and excited all at the same time.  None the wiser to her spying, Anthony fell asleep spent and exhausted.
      
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      The next morning, Anthony awoke and looked over at his clock.  Again he had woken five minutes before the alarm.  With a sigh, he sat up and rubbed his belly, feeling that his fur was a little crusty.  He grimaced and immediately tugged on a shirt and boxers while grabbing a change of clothes, heading towards the bathroom, not even thinking as he pushed open the door, eyes immediately going wide.  The cloths fell from his limp hand during the few seconds he stared at his sister, who stood turned slightly to the side, towel held against her hip, frozen in place and staring at him wide eyed.  Three heartbeats later, she gave a little scream and threw the towel at him.  “Knock first!” she yelled as she pushed him back out into the hall and locked the door after slamming it shut, her heart pounding in her chest, her cheeks burning.
      
      Out in the hall, Anthony sat on his rump, her towel over his head, her scent filling his lungs with every breath, which he savored for a second while pulling the towel off his head.  The image of her standing like that, fur damp and totally naked, her cute little rump towards him and just the barest hint of her slit at that angle, nearly instantly made him hard.  Oh god.  Totally unfair.  He stood and left her towel by the door before retreating to his room, deciding he could shower later.
      
      Understandably, she avoided him the rest of the morning, so after he’d showered and gotten ready for school, he left with only a hollered goodbye towards her closed bedroom door.  He was still thinking about her all naked when he arrived at the school, not even realizing he’d arrived a few minutes early.  With a sigh, he got a soda from the lobby vending machine, cracking it open and taking a sip before nearly choking to death on it when Viktoriya said hello right beside his ear.
      
      Sputtering he spun around to find her clutching her sides, laughing and looking at him with this deviously humored glint in her eyes, looking so beautiful at that moment.  “Damn it, don’t do that!” he stammered before coughing a little and grump facing at her, which made her laugh more and slap his arm.  While she was still suffering her laughing fit, Riley and Jacob came over.  “Sup dudes,” he said to them, finding Jacob with a conflicted look on his face and Riley with a worried one.  “What’s up?” he asked, breaking guy rule number one.  Never ask another guy what’s wrong.
      
      “I don’t wanna talk about it,” spoke up Jacob, who was immediately parroted by Riley, saying that Jacob didn’t want to talk about it.  Apparently they’d talked about it together but Anthony just wasn’t cool enough to know about it.
      
      “Fine, whatever,” he dismissed, forgetting the conversation completely as Viktoriya finally stopped laughing and wiped her eyes.  They stood around and talked a little bit longer before going off to class, with her leaving the group to go to her own class.
      
      Around lunch time, when everyone had converged on the cafeteria to eat, Anthony snuck away to the bathroom, sighing as he started washing his hands and face.  He still couldn’t get the image of his sister out of his mind, and with Viktoriya practically always hanging off him whenever they weren’t in separate classes, he was hard and needed to relax.  Just as he had started to relax, he felt a hand go down his back, snapping his eyes up to look in the mirror, seeing her standing behind him.
      
      “Wha- what are you doing in here?” he asked, whispering without realizing. But she held one finger up, shushing him before pressing against his back and sliding her hands across his chest, her supple breasts crushed against his back.  In her embrace, he shifted and clutched at the sink, eyes wide as he watched her in the mirror, her hands trailing lower.  A quiet sigh escaped him as her right hand found his length down the right leg of his pants and started to slowly stroke him.  “Why?” he breathed softly, gazing into her eyes, not stopping her.
      
      “Because I want you, and I get what I want,” she whispered back before gently biting his neck, making him shiver as she squeezed his shaft through his jeans.  He shivered again in her embrace and licked his lips as she unfastened his pants and slowly pulled the zipper down, reaching in to grasp his cock, fishing it out.  Her hand was so hot against his hard shaft, and while she squeezed him, it was just the right amount of pressure.  “Mmm… You have such a tasty cock,” she whispered, rubbing her breasts against his back while starting to stroke.
      
      Suddenly, though, she stopped and grabbed his hand, pulling him back into the stall at the very end of the bathroom.  She closed and locked the door before pushing him up against the wall and leaning in, nuzzling his neck as she stroked him.  There were sounds of someone entering the bathroom, and in his chest, his heart pounded, both from the excitement of her stroking him, as well as the excitement of knowing there was someone nearby who had no idea it was happening.  Precum started to ooze from his tip and she dabbed it onto her finger, bringing it up.  Looking him right in the eye, she licked it from her fingertip and grinned.
      
      There was the sound of someone peeing at one of the urinals as she pulled up her top and bra, exposing her black nipple capped breasts, taking her hand from his dick while massaging them, teasing him a bit before pressing those now bare breasts against his chest, nuzzling the side of his head as she stroked his cock once more, faster than before, being careful to be quiet.
      
      No sooner had the sounds of urination stopped and pants being zipped up, Anthony widened his eyes as she slowly lowered herself to her knees.  When the sound of someone shuffling out of the bathroom quieted to nothingness, she suddenly took him into her mouth and sucked greedily, grabbing his thighs as he grabbed her white hair, groaning quietly as he came, blasting his seed against the back of her throat, listening to the lewd sucking sounds as she swallowed every drop and continued to work his dick to get even more.
      
      Soon enough, she released his cock and give it a loving little smooch on the tip before standing and fixing her bra and top, giving him a wink before leaving him alone there in the stall.  He stood there a long moment panting before finally pushing his cock back into his pants and leaving as well, rather hungry now.
      
      The rest of the day was uneventful, especially for Kat, who spent it watching a marathon of her favorite anime with popcorn and soda.  When Anthony walked in the door, she was sniffling and biting a handkerchief while crying, watching her favorite character confessing his love for the heroine and getting rejected.  “You bitch!” she wailed, “Love him!”  This of course made Anthony laugh, which earned him the glare of death from his sister.
      
      He shook his head, still chuckling as he went to his room and changed before coming back and kissing the top of her head.  “I’m going to be out for a bit okay? A new student wants me to show her around town,” he told her to which she just batted at his face dismissively.  He laughed again, leaving her to stare riveted at her anime while he went out.  He’d made plans to meet Viktoriya at the local McDonalds for a bite to eat before walking around downtown.  He didn’t know if he could survive the whole experience without pouncing her though.
      
      And as it turned out, he did make it through the whole experience.  It seemed she really did want a tour of the town, hanging on his every word as he pointed everything out.  Their final stop was the graveyard, and like always, whenever he was there, he always unconsciously walked over to his parents’ grave.  He stood before it and gazed down at the names carved into the stone, while she wandered around a bit before walking over, seeing the tombstone he was looking at.  “Who are they?” she asked, not knowing.
      
      “My parents. They died four years ago in shooting.  Some guys from out of town came in trying to rob the bank where they worked.  Mom was a teller, while dad was a security guard,” he said softly, “They weren’t the only ones that died, but yeah.”  He frowned, continuing to stare at the stone, unable to see the shocked look on her face just before she hugged him, surprising him.  He blinked a few times, then nuzzled her neck, thankful the polar bear was his height, and hugged her back.  Together like that, they stood until finally they parted ways, leading Anthony to discover that she actually lived across the street from him.
      
      When he entered the house, it was quiet and the TV was doing that blue screen thing.  Kat was passed out on the couch amongst a sea of popcorn, showing she’d obviously passed out with it in hand.  He sighed and went over, gently picking her up out of the mess, carrying her easily before cradling her against his chest.  She murmured in her sleep and clutched at his shirt a little when he did, which made him smile more as he carried her back into her room, laying her down upon her bed.
      
      He picked little pieces of popcorn out of her hair before tilting his head to the side, her cute sleeping face drawing his eyes to her lips.  They looked so inviting, so soft, and before he knew it, he was leaning down, pressing his to hers.  They were just as soft as he’d imagined but what he didn’t imagine was that she’d respond to him.  Her lips parted and she clutched at his shirt, moving closer to him.  He parted his own lips, kissing her deeper before she lazily sucked on his lower lip, purring softly as she woke up.
      
      When her eyes first opened, she saw only a dark shape over her and instinct kicked in as well as panic.  She bit the lip between her teeth and pushed him back, fear making her stronger than she should have been, something warm splattering against her face before the lip slipped away.  She punched Anthony square in the eye causing him to cry out and fall back, and at the sound of his voice, she froze, confusion then another wash of fear falling over her.
      
      She quickly turned on the light, seeing her brother sitting there on the floor, lip bleeding from where she’d bit him and his eye starting to swell and turn black.  “Oh shit. I didn’t mean-“ she started but he stood, tears welling in his unharmed eye, and he ran out of the room, the door to his own slamming shut a few seconds later.  She blinked and raised her hand, touching her lips, feeling something wet but didn’t react at first.  Her first reaction was that her brother had just kissed her, after obviously carrying her to her room.  Her second was to look at her fingers and feel bile rising in her throat as she saw his blood coating them.
      
      She went to the bathroom, seeing her chin and mouth bloody.  She winced and tears welled up in her eyes, spilling free as it dawned on her just how bad she’d hurt him.  Quickly she washed the blood away then went and knocked on his door, not getting a reply.  She knocked again then again, but he wouldn’t respond.  Eventually she fell asleep sitting by his door, curled up in a ball, hugging her knees to her little chest…
      
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      The next morning Anthony had left before Kat had even woken up, so she’d not even had the chance to apologize, and that had made her feel even worse.  When she got up off the floor, the only thing she wanted to do was curl back up again, but she forced herself to get ready for work, needing it to distract herself from how she’d hurt her brother.  The last thing on her mind was that he’d kissed her.
      
      At his school, Anthony sucked on his lip a little, wincing from the pain.  His eye looked awful and his lip was swollen a little.  He looked like he’d been beaten up, and that was the first thing Riley had asked when they ran into each other.  “No. I fell at home.  It’s stupid,” he said with an exasperated sigh.  “Where’s Jacob?” he then asked the calico cat, watching as the boy shook his head.
      
      “He texted me last night about some fight he had with his mom.  He’s living with his dad for a few days in the next town over,” he explained, causing Anthony to widen his eyes.  “I know right? Crazy shit man.”  He could only nod at his friend’s words before Viktoriya joined them.
      
      “Holy shit! What happened to your face?” she asked with genuine concern and surprise on her face.  After repeating what he told Riley, Anthony shrugged and gestured towards the classrooms.  “It’s fine, we have plenty of time,” she said dismissively before regarding him suspiciously, though being tactful enough to do so when he wasn’t looking.  She didn’t believe him but couldn’t think of anyone that would do that to him.  Everyone at the school seemed to hold a decent amount of respect for the tuxedo tabby that never started fights but rather ended them as a peacemaker.
      
      When they started to head to class, she pulled him aside and looked him square in the eye with such a disapproving look in hers.  “Tell me what really happened, Tony,” she said quietly, making it clear she wouldn’t give up.  “You owe it to me to let me know.”
      
      He frowned at that and planted his hands on his hips.  “Why? Because you sucked me off once?” he asked then immediately felt guilty, his expression withering and he sighed, “I’m sorry, that was mean.  Look.”  He gave a small gesture, “I really did fall, okay?  Just trust me.  If it was anything worse, I’d not just tell you, but someone of authority that could deal with it.”  Viktoriya sighed and nodded at that, his argument making sense.  “Come on…  Let’s go to class.”  With that they went to their own classes, parting ways only at the last second.
      
      A few hours after Catherine got to work, she’d just about had enough of her boss Jasmine’s boundary pushing.  She wasn’t feeling happy, not after what happened the previous night, and her boss seemed to pick up on that and try everything in the book to cheer her up.  That in of itself seemed nice but the way Saber-tooth Tiger went about it was not exactly work appropriate.  It’s one thing to give someone a hug.  It’s another to smother them with your giant titties and worse.
      
      Kat sighed when she finished a particularly beautiful arrangement of roses and lilies and stood to take it over to the area where it would be labeled then shipped to the nearest city to be sold.  About halfway through the transfer, Jasmine called her over to the office.  At this time of the day, most of the other workers were at lunch and Kat figured that was what her boss wanted to talk to her about.  Putting the arrangement away, managing not to trip for the first time in her life, she wiped her hands off on her apron before going towards the office.
      
      When she arrived, Jasmine was standing nearby.  Just as expected, she started talking about how the others had gone to lunch, what Kat hadn’t expected was when she closed and locked the door behind the little Manx.  She blinked a few times then looked up at her much taller boss.  “You’re not going until you tell me why you’re so upset,” she said sternly, folding her arms across her chest, leveling the Manx with a look that said she’d get the info out of her one way or another.
      
      Kat’s eyes widened in surprise at this and she immediately felt her cheeks flush, though such was hidden behind her fur.  “I…” she started, her voice shaky.  She knew she couldn’t tell the whole story, so instead she said, “I fell asleep on the couch last night and my brother carried me to my room.  I woke up when he set me on the bed and I freaked out cause I didn’t recognize him and- and-“ her voice broke off as she remembered how she hurt him and tears welled up in her eyes before she took a slow breath, “I punched him and cut his lip and blackened his eye.”
      
      Jasmine furrowed her brows at this, seeing the little Manx so wrought with guilt tore at her heartstrings and before she could stop herself, she swept her up and hugged her to her breast.  For once, Kat didn’t pull away, instead hugging her back and nuzzling her breast- definitely not the right thing to do.  The Saber-tooth gently ran her hand through the Manx’s hair, which caused her to look up, and that was when she kissed her.
      
      Kat froze, eyes wide, as the larger woman parted her lips with her tongue, forced into a french kiss.  She was so shocked that she didn’t fight back and her boss took it wrong.  In a quick flow of movement, Kat found herself sitting on her boss’s desk while the larger woman continued to kiss her, her hands stroking down the little Manx’s back, forcing her to arch.  “S-stop,” she said breathlessly when the kiss broke but either Jasmine didn’t hear or didn’t care, for she dipped her head down and nibbled on the Manx’s neck.
      
      Kat moaned, unable to help the reaction to her neck being teased, and clutched a little at the Saber-tooth’s blouse before she caught herself and said again, “Stop.”  It was still weak but she pushed a little but she might as well have been pushing against a brick wall.  Again Jasmine ignored the words, or rather seemed urged on by them.  She removed Kat’s apron and flipped up her skirt, sliding a hand between the Manx’s legs, rubbing her through her modest panties.
      
      Squirming, trying to push the Saber-tooth’s hand away, Kat moaned again.  “Stop!” she gasped but then gave a soft cry when the crotch of her panties was pulled aside and a finger was thrust into her entrance which had grown wet from the kiss, nibbles and rubbing.  She bucked her hips against the invading finger but also still tried to push that hand away.  “Please stop,” she begged, and again Jasmine ignored her, working her finger faster in and out of her.  Kat gave a whimper and fell back as she felt that finger start to rub her g-spot, biting the finger of her right hand  without meaning to as she clutched at the desk.
      
      She didn’t want this, but it had been so long since she’d felt someone’s touch besides her own.  She whimpered again and bucked her hips more against the finger as it sped up, her inner muscles clenching around it.  “Stop!” she gave a soft, breathless cry, her hand finally finding something hard.  She released the finger from her mouth and swung her hand around, smacking her boss in the face with a stapler just as she’d been lowering herself to start eating the little Manx out.  The Saber-tooth jerked her head and stumbled back a little, pulling her finger out to touch her face, which had a small bruise forming from the blow.
      
      Panting on the desk, Kat sat up, pressing her thighs together.  “I said stop,” she said, growing angry now that she wasn’t getting distracted.  Just like that though, the situation turned for the worst.  Anger flared in Jasmine’s eyes and Kat’s heart froze in her chest from fear.  The Saber-tooth crossed the room and backhanded the little Manx, who felt the world spin as she nearly fell from the desk.  Then the world did spin as she was suddenly moved onto her stomach, her little rump hanging off the desk.  “Wha-what are you doing?” she gasped, looking over her shoulder just as her skirt was flipped up and two fingers were thrust into her from behind.  She gave a little shriek before a hand came down and pinned her cheek to the desk.
      
      “You little bitch!  All I’ve ever done is be nice to you and this is what I get?  Rejected daily then a lovely kiss from a stapler?” anger coiled in the Saber-tooth’s voice as she continued to rape Kat with her fingers.  Tears welled in the Manx’s eyes as she clutched at the desk, her body reacting without her wishes to the probing fingers- those very fingers so much bigger than hers would ever get and skilled despite the anger behind them.
      
      “Please stop this,” she begged, unable to fight back against the larger woman any longer, her hips moving back against the fingers inside her with need.  She felt a tongue on her rear and shivered, but couldn’t see what was happening.  Then that very tongue started to rasp against her puckered little anus and her eyes went really wide before she gave a heady groan, another of her weaknesses exploited.  How did her boss know what she liked?  
      
      Sooner rather than later, she climaxed hard, the world spinning for a third time, stars winking behind her eyelids.  She didn’t even feel the fingers being taken away, or notice her boss walk around the desk to collect something from one of the drawers.  By the time she started to remember what her own name was, she started to sit up, only to be forced back down.  Immediately she looked back to see Jasmine naked, her large lush breasts exposed and bouncing as she stood behind her.  It was then that she felt something that certainly wasn’t fingers brushing against her wet folds.  Confusion welled up in her, “Wha-what’s that?”  Her voice trembled from fear, but the Saber-tooth assumed it was anticipation.
      
      “A strap-on, my little dear.  My only regret in life is that I wasn’t born with a cock,” she said, growing sadder with each word, “Maybe then I wouldn’t have to force you like this.”  And there it was, fear welled back up in Kat’s heart and she struggled a little to get away again but the Saber-tooth pressed a little harder against her head, keeping her in place as she slowly thrust a very lubed strap on into her.  Kat gave a small scream but then she felt her boss’s hips pressing against her ass and blinked a few times, surprised at the feel of the toy pressing gently against her cervix at the same time.
      
      “I’m so glad your ex was such a talker.  I’d hate to have hurt you down there,” she said and Kat gave a confused, disbelieving expression before giving another soft cry as the Saber-tooth started to move, raping the little Manx.  Kat clawed at the desk, wanting to get away, not able to with the weight against her head, but she couldn’t give up.  Instead she started to beg, but with every passing moment, her words grew less clear, strangled both by tears and by the pleasure she was receiving.
      
      Again and again she was forced to climax at the end of that strap-on, every orgasmic cry she gave causing the Saber-tooth to shudder while she pawed at one of her breasts, pulling on her nipples.  Eventually Jasmine climaxed hard, shuddering as her hand left her breast to hold herself off the desk and her other hand slipped off Kat’s head.  However Kat hadn’t the strength to move, her whole body numb as she lay there panting.  She felt violated, used, abused, but couldn’t move just yet.
      
      Soon the Saber-tooth rose off her and removed the strap-on, leaving Kat to continue lying on her desk.  The world blinked in and out for the little Manx, to the point that she didn’t even know her boss had left until she finally pushed herself up and looked around.  The room was empty, but the door closed.  She pushed herself off the desk and immediately fell to her hands and knees, shaking and weak.  “Oh god,” she groaned and bit her lip, forcing back the fresh tears that formed in her eyes as she struggled to her feet and immediately went to out into the work area, finding one of the first returning workers.
      
      One look at Kat’s face and the woman did anything the Manx asked, giving her cell phone to the poor abused feline.  With it she called her brother’s school, telling the man that answered that there had been an emergency and her brother needed to get home as soon as possible.  The sound of her voice was enough to get compliance and she hung up after hearing that her brother would get the message as soon as possible.  After this Kat got a ride home from the generous canine woman…
      
      When Anthony was called to the office, he was sure he was going to be in trouble for what happened the previous day in the bathroom, but instead, he got news that made his stomach knot with fear.  Immediately he left, running for home as fast as his feet could take him and when he arrived, he fumbled with his keys a little before getting inside.  The house was dark but he could hear sobbing from the other room.  He shut and locked the door before quickly making his way to his sister’s room, finding it empty.  Instead, he found her in his room curled up on his bed, clutching one of his pillows to her chest.  He blinked a few times then went over.
      
      “What happened?” he asked softly, concern staining his features as he gently touched her shoulder while sitting on the edge of the bed.  She surprised him then by tossing aside the pillow and grabbing his shirt, molding herself against him and burying her face against his neck.  He could hear her taking shaky breaths as she clung to him and cried.  “Shh…  Shh…” he shushed softly while wrapping one arm around her and tender stroked her hair.
      
      “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” she whimpered, which caused Anthony to blink in confusion, “I hurt you. I’m so sorry!”  His heart melted in his chest and he held her a little closer, smiling gently as he stroked her hair.
      
      “Is that all, sissy?” he asked softly, using a nickname he hadn’t said in years but his heart stopped in his chest when she shook her head and told him her boss had raped her.  He blinked and pulled her from him, staring down at her with absolute shock.  “What!? When? How!?” he asked but the way she started to cry harder and hug herself spoke for itself that he should shut the hell up and hug her until it was all better.  He did exactly that, held her close and slowly laid on his side, cradling her against his chest as she cried and cried until she had no tears left.  After a bit, they passed out like that, her clinging to him and him cradling her protectively.
      
      Later that night a knocking at the door woke Anthony and when it happened again, he gently slipped away, replacing himself with a pillow which she cuddled to in her sleep.  He slipped out of his room and went to the door, opening it to find two police officers there.  He blinked a few times when they introduced themselves and asked if Catherine was home.  “Y-yeah.  Let me go get her,” he said and gestured for them to come in.  With that he went and gently shook her awake, bringing her into the living room.  She had that puffy eyed look that came from crying too much and her hair was a mess but she was awake enough to ask what was going on.
      
      The older of the two police officers explained that Jasmine had turned herself in and they had come to investigate and see if what she’d said was true.  Without the slightest bit of hesitation Kat confirmed it and both the police officers frowned but nodded.  “Thank you, Ma’am.  Do you wish to press charges?” he asked with a voice gruff and gravelly and he nodded again when she said she did.  “I’ll need you to come down to the station and give an official statement.”  Again Kat nodded and the four of them went to the police station fill out the proper paperwork.
      
      It took a couple hours but afterwards, having received a ride home from the kind police officers, Kat retreated to her brother’s bed again, stealing one of his pillows. “What would you like for dinner?” he asked her after she’d returned to the living room and curled up on the couch, nuzzling the pillow, her eyes occasionally falling on him.  He had to admit, if she didn’t look so upset, she’d have looked fucking adorable.
      
      “Pizza,” she replied simply and he smiled a little, realizing he should have known she’d request her favorite food ‘in the whole wide world’ she would say.  He called, ordering them a large meat lover’s pizza, and then sat beside her, at which point she once again pushed the pillow aside and molded herself against him.  With a sigh, he got the remote and turned on the TV, finding some cute kid’s movie he knew she loved before settling into holding her gently.  After a bit, he shifted more towards her, letting her rest her head against his chest easier.
      
      “Thank you,” she whispered softly and he blinked, asking what she meant.  “For loving me, and putting up with me ruining your shirt,” she said which made him look down and realize his shirt which had been white, now was spotted in places with snot and wet from tears.  He wrinkled his nose and slipped away, making her reach for him but she stopped when he pulled his shirt off.
      
      “Eww. You coulda told me sooner.  I liked that shirt,” he teased before hugging her to his chest again.  She was a little tense at first, blushing beneath her fur, then she relaxed as his comforting scent filled her lungs better than before, the heat of his chest so soothing.  She wrapped her little arms around him and sighed as she closed her eyes.  “I’m sorry,” he said after a bit, which made her raise her head and look at him.  “For kissing you.  I deserved the punch… and the bite too I guess,” he said, frowning and looking away.
      
      She frowned and shook her head, getting his attention. “No. I’m sorry.  I thought you were some freak attacking me,” she told him, “I didn’t realize it was you.”
      
      He blinked at that and spoke without really thinking, “If you had, you wouldn’t have pushed me away?”
      
      Kat blushed beneath her fur and looked away, unable to meet his gaze at such a question.  She was still trying to think of an answer when he gently cupped her cheek.  Her heart fluttered in her chest as he turned her back to look at him, her eyes wide as she gazed up into his eyes, not realizing until then just how close his face was to hers.  He kissed her then, pressing his lips so tenderly against hers and unlike when Jasmine had kissed her where she’d been too shocked to react, something just clicked inside her.  She closed her eyes and reached up, gently pulling on a lock of his short black hair as she kissed him back, the tender kiss making her heart melt.
      
      Before they could really savor the kiss, there was a knock at the door, causing them to jump and break the kiss.  There was an awkward moment before the next knock forced Anthony to the door, which he opened to find a fox standing there with a pizza box.  “Oh!” the tuxedo tabby said before retreating and grabbing his wallet.  He paid for the pizza and took it, feeling so embarrassed.
      
      After closing and locking the door, he went over and set the pizza on the coffee table, opening the box after that.  He looked over at Kat when she made a strange sound and he saw the purely ravenous look on her face as she drooled almost cartoonly while staring at the pizza.  He laughed and got them both plates and napkins before returning, finding her already feasting on one slice.  He handed her a plate and got a slice for himself.  Together they ate and watched the rest of the movie before starting to go to bed.
      
      As Anthony crawled into bed, he was surprised by his door opening.  She stood there, in her nightgown and clutching his pillow to her chest.  “Is it okay if I sleep with you tonight?” she asked, her voice quivering, and he gave her a soft smile before scooting over and holding the blankets for her.  She gave a happy sound before climbing in with him and scooting her back against his chest, letting him spoon protectively against her back.  Together like this, they slept away the night.
      
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      Anthony woke the next morning to the greatest feeling of comfort he’d ever experienced, opening his eyes to see his sister’s fluffy kitty ears near his face.  He smiled softly at that and sat up, reaching over her to deactivate his alarm clock before it had the chance to go off.  She looked so damn adorable, sleeping there in his bed.  However, as he gazed at her, he noticed a few very important things.  One, he’d slept naked like always, and two, she was no longer wearing her nightgown.  He looked around for it and found it on the floor, along with a pair of white panties.  His eyes went wide and he stared briefly at the little scrap of cloth for a long moment before turning his disbelieving gaze to his sister, biting his lip at the thought of checking if it were true, but immediately wincing in pain over his hurt lip.
      
      The pain had cleared his head, so he didn’t actually look, but instead slipped out of the bed and tucked the sheets around her before grabbing a change of clothes from the closet and going to the bathroom, taking a quick shower.  When he got out, he found that she’d woken up and was dressed again; rubbing her eye and waiting for him to finish so she could pee.  “Move,” she said grumpily and he complied immediately, feeling guilty as she closed the door.  He fixed himself some toast for breakfast and was eating a slice of it when she came out of the bathroom looking a lot less grumpy and sleepy.
      
      “Good morning,” he said softly, and she repeated it back in kind, stealing his other slice of toast before fixing herself a glass of orange juice, using a clean glass out of the dishwasher.  She sipped her OJ while she sat at the table.  “I have to work today after school,” he told her, since it was Friday.  “Will you be okay while I’m gone?” he asked to which she nodded.
      
      “I’ll be okay. Just come home quickly,” she told him, her thoughts all morning being on the kiss they had shared the previous night.  That single kiss had obliterated the terrible feelings she’d felt because of what her boss had done to her, to the point that she didn’t even feel bad anymore.  He nodded at that and started to leave but she stopped him.  “Anthony!” she said, getting up and going over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and hugging him.  He blinked and smiled before hugging her back, leaning down to kiss the top of her head.  It was then she struck.  She raised her head and kissed him, surprising him, but again it was like something clicked inside them.  He held her closer as she moved her arms to around his neck, their kiss growing deeper for a bit before she broke it, licking her lips as she lowered herself from the tips of her toes.  Her hand slid down and clutched at his shirt as she nuzzled his chest.  
      
      “Be careful going to school,” she said breathlessly before slipping away, leaving him standing there dazed for a long moment as she went to her room.  When he finally snapped out of it, he smiled a big, happy smile before leaving for school.  He didn’t know what this entailed for them but he was happy with it none the less.  He left the house then and made his way to school.
      
      When he arrived, he found Viktoriya waiting for him with Riley and Jacob- which was surprising.  “Hey man,” he said to the calico that looked a little worse for wear but happy, “I thought you were living with your dad.”
      
      Jacob just beamed as he replied, “Its fine now.  We worked it out.”  He was vague but Anthony didn’t mind.  He simply gave the guy a slap on the back and a smile.  After that, he had to once again explain about his eye and lip, once again saying he fell.  He was saying it so often that it was practically true, even to himself.
      
      As they headed to class, Viktoriya pulled him aside once again, but this time it was to take him towards the bathrooms.  Everyone would be in class now, since the bell had rung.  “Wait.  We can’t do this right now,” he told her and she frowned.  It was then that he saw the bags under her eyes and he frowned as well.  “What’s the matter, Viktoriya?” he asked as they stopped and she shook her head, saying that she couldn’t tell him- not yet- but that she would soon.  “We should get to class,” he told her and she sighed, looking like she was going to argue before shaking her head and going with him.
      
      Back at the house, Kat sighed as she straightened her room then her brother’s.  Now without a job, she’d have plenty of time to do all the housework, even though she normally did anyways.  She already missed her job and every passing minute she recalled more and more what her boss had done to her, to the point where she had to stop and hug herself for a few minutes to keep the tears from falling.  She’d trusted the Saber-tooth so much and for her to do that to Kat…  The little Manx shook her head and sighed.
      
      By the time noon rolled around, she missed her brother terribly, wanted him home to hold her close and chase away the bad thoughts with another of those sweet kisses.  However with him working after school, it would be even later before she’d get to see him and that made her want to see him even more.  Just as she was considering going to his school and popping in during his lunch period, the phone started to ring.  She blinked a few times then went over and answered it, her eyes widening at what she heard.  “Oh! Okay yes, I can be there in a bit,” she said, her heart fluttering in her chest.  She quickly showered and changed into spaghetti strap top of a light pink color and a skirt of a darker pink- both of which contrasted nicely with her black fur- before leaving the house, heading to the flower shop.
      
      Back at the school, when the lunch bell rang, once again Viktoriya pulled him towards the bathrooms.  The circles under her pretty hazel eyes had grown darker and she was walking a little sluggishly.  “Seriously,” Anthony spoke up, “Are you alright?”  When they arrived at the bathrooms, he hesitated but went with her as she pulled him in and towards the back stall once again.  Inside it she locked the door and pushed him up against the wall, pressing up against him.  He was about to protest, his thoughts going to his sister, when he noticed that she didn’t feel as… well, full as she did before.  It was like she’d withered away a little under her clothes.
      
      “Have you lost weight?” he asked, raising an eyebrow and she pressed a finger to her lips with a firm shut-the-hell-up look.  He blinked then closed his eyes, leaning his head back with a quiet sigh as her hand found him through his pants, stroking his length.  He was never soft around her, something he never really questioned.  She wasn’t unattractive, quite the opposite.  He opened his eyes again, looking down to watch her kneel and unfasten his pants, fishing his hard cock out of his jeans.  A soft moan escaped him as she licked along the underside of it while slipping a hand under to gently fondle his balls.
      
      He licked his lips as she took the head of his feline cock into her mouth, her tongue working over the little nubby ‘barbs’ when she did.  He ran his fingers through her hair, gently clutching as she bobbed her head while stroking him at his base.  She wasn’t really trying to drag it out though to let him savor it.  She was sucking hungrily, working her head faster while stroking him faster, practically trying to suck the cum from his balls.  He gave a shudder and much sooner than he’d have liked, he came hard.  He shot his thick, sticky seed into her waiting mouth, watching as she swallowed down every drop before raising up and turning from him.
      
      Still panting from his climax, he raised his eyes as she unfastened her tight pants and pushed them just far enough down her thighs to expose her panty-less pussy.  If he’d been soft, he’d have hardened up immediately at the sight of her wet, pink pussy lips offered up to him as she bent over the toilet and wagged her hips back and forth at him.  “Fuck me, Anthony,” she begged softly, one hand going back to grab one of her plump ass cheeks and spread it, further exposing herself to him.
      
      How could any hot blooded male refuse such an offer?  Hell.  How could any hot blooded male not scramble to accept?  He complied, resting his left hand atop hers while he used his right to line himself up with her soaked entrance.  As he slowly pushed himself in, her hand slipped away and pressed against the wall while she moved her hips back against him.  Clutching her hips in his hands, he thrust deep into her, dragging a groan from her that wavered between quiet and loud.  “Oooh god… Those barbs… I’ve- nnnmm… Never felt anything like them before,” she said, whimpering a little, looking back at him with this desperate, hungry look.
      
      He answered that look by clutching her hips tighter and starting to thrust in and out of her eager pussy.  She was so tight, so wet, so hot, and all his it seemed.  “More~” she begged breathlessly after a moment, pushing her hips back against him as much as she could.  Again he complied, starting to pant now as he thrust faster and harder into her, the tip of his cock just barely brushing her sex with each wet slap of his hips against her ass.  “Nnnnggh~” she moaned, trying to keep quiet but not able to.
      
      Soon he was pounding her cunt with his hard cock, panting heavily as he leaned forward and cupped her right breast through her top, squeezing the lush tit as she suddenly shook, climaxing and soaking his length with her honey to the point he could feel it dripping off his balls.  The spasming of her inner muscles around his length was too much for him to take and soon he joined her in climax, starting to pull out but she reached back with both hands, grabbing his hips and pulling them tight against her, groaning as he filled her cunt with his seed, not a single drop spilling out of her.
      
      She finally released his hips when he shot the last of his seed into her and he slowly rocked back and forth, making her shudder as he let her still spasming muscles milk him dry.  When he at last pulled away, he leaned against the nearby wall, panting softly as she raised up and used trembling hands to pull her pants back up, not even bothering with fastening them before plastering herself against him and kissing him passionately, her tongue sliding in to wrestle with his.  He moaned into the kiss and cupped her lush rump, pulling her hips tight against his, enjoying the line of her body against him while they kissed before she finally broke away and smiled at him.
      
      The first thing he noticed was that the bags under her eyes were gone and next he realized she hadn’t felt like she had before.  She’d felt as plush and full of life as she had two days previous when she’d surprised him in the bathroom.  He blinked a few times and frowned and when she saw this expression on his face, her smile slowly withered and she bit her lip, shifting her weight to her other foot before sighing.  “I… I can’t tell you yet,” she said weakly before quickly leaving the bathroom, leaving him alone with more questions than ever.
      
      Still trembling from his climax, he stood there, leaning against the wall for several long moments, trying to wrap his head around the transformation he’d seen but after those moments he finally shook his head and decided to stop trying to guess.  She’d tell him when she was ready.  With a sigh, he left the bathroom after being sure to stuff himself back into his pants.  It wouldn’t do to walk around with his cock flapping about in the breeze.
      
      Meanwhile, Kat arrived at the floral shop, her heart fluttering in her chest.  She’d taken no more than two steps in before practically every other employee came up and gave her hugs and apologized on Jasmine’s behalf.  It was the sweetest display ever.  Finally the owner of the floral shop stepped up and formally apologized and offered what had brought Kat out here in the first place- Jasmine’s old job.  There weren’t enough yeses in the world that she could say.  The job entailed a large pay increase, more hours, benefits like health and dental insurance, and more desk work instead of assembly work.
      
      The owner gave a soft laugh, the elderly canine woman beautiful despite her age, and guided the little Manx back to the office where she revealed it had already been cleaned out of all of Jasmine’s possessions.  The room felt empty but full of promise and the excitement that coursed through Kat was enough to destroy any unhappy thoughts she’d still had lingering in her mind.  “Thank you so much. I promise I’ll do the best I can,” she told the elderly woman who gave her a kind smile and nodded then explained that she’d start as manager tomorrow and could go home for today.  With that the little Manx nodded and left, rushing home with hopes of arriving before her brother so she could surprise him with the good news, totally forgetting he wouldn’t be home for hours longer.
      
      Viktoriya avoided him for the rest of the day, if not completely then avoided his eyes when he spoke to her.  He didn’t ask her anything though, and it seemed to offer her comfort every time they spoke however still she avoided him.  After school ended, he sighed as he changed into his work uniform in one of the bathrooms, pulling on the navy blue coveralls.  He worked at a local car wash, hand washing cars for some of the richer citizens of the town for decent tips.  Added to his hourly wages, he didn’t do too badly for working only on the weekends.
      
      Today though was a drag, only one car for his whole three hour shift, but that one car was the damn prettiest thing that ever existed on four wheels once he’d finished with it.  Not only did he clean the whole thing, he put on a new coat of wax, shined up the chrome, made the wheels all sparkly then after getting the owner’s permission, detailed the inside.  The tip he got made up for only doing one car, but it still wasn’t enough to make the day worth it.  He sighed and grabbed his backpack, heading home to his waiting sister.
      
      At the house, Kat sat bouncing on the couch, still a little ball of energy despite the hours she’d waited.  She’d been sitting like this since she’d gotten home, so none of the dishes had been cleaned nor had the laundry been folded but she couldn’t give the slightest shit in that regard.  She’d gotten not just a pay raise but a fucking promotion.  Nothing could get her down.  When her brother walked in the door, she shot off the couch and jumped up into his arms, making him laugh as his hands instinctively went and cupped her little rump while her arms wrapped around his neck.  They kissed then, or rather she kissed him and he was still chuckling from her energy.
      
      When she broke the kiss and giggled, he smiled and asked, “What has you so hyper? Surely it can’t be because I got home.”  She laughed and hooked her feet behind his back, and explained that she’d gotten her boss’s old job.  “What!? No way! That’s great!” he exclaimed as he gave her a soft kiss.  It was only then that they both seemed to realize the position they were in cause as soon as the kiss broke, they both blushed beneath their fur and parted from each other.  With Kat’s feet firmly on the ground again, she shifted a little and held her hands behind her back, looking down at said feet embarrassed.  Anthony just chuckled and petted her head, making her smile up at him again.
      
      “How about we celebrate?” he asked and her eyes went all wide and she started to bounce in place, saying yes over and over.  Again he laughed and nodded, “Pizza again huh? I’ll order some in a sec, your favorite.”  Kat gave a happy shout and hugged him tight before dashing off to her room.  With a shake of his head, Anthony went and grabbed a change of clothes before getting the phone and placing the order.  After that he jumped into the shower for a quick washing up.
      
      When he came out of the bathroom, dressed in his favorite pajama pants which were black with little white skulls, he went into the living room to find his sister sitting on the couch, flipping through the channels on the TV and wearing a nightgown of a soft blue that really accented her eyes.  He went over and was about to sit when the doorbell rang.  He blinked and grabbed his wallet before opening the door and paying for the pizza, thanking the fox as he took it.  After locking the door again, he walked over and set the pizza down on the table, quirking a brow when he saw the ‘I must fucking eat all of that’ look on his sister’s face.  “Fine fine. Eat some already!” he said with a laugh, watching as she grabbed a slice and dug in.
      
      Like he had the previous night, he grabbed them some clean plates and returned, handing her one while he kept his own.  Together they ate, watching some reruns of some forensics TV show and only winced a few times at rather gory bits.  Once they had finished, Kat took their plates and started towards the kitchen but instead of just letting her do the dishes like always, Anthony actually followed her and offered to help.  She smiled at this and together they unloaded the clean dishes from the machine- Anthony putting them away- then loaded the dirty ones into it.
      
      Just as she closed the machine and Anthony was drying his hands on a towel, she slipped on a bit of water that had fallen on the floor.  Throwing the towel aside, he reacted instantly, grabbing for her but missing.  She landed on her rump with a thud and winced.  With her legs apart like this and her nightgown bunched up about her hips, he could totally see her panties.  He froze with his hands out to her, his eyes locked on her panty clad sex, the white material hugging her little cunny enough to tease.
      
      It took her a few seconds, but when Kat realized her panties were showing, she hugged her thighs together and pushed her night gown down.  She didn’t reprimand him though, just stood while blushing beneath her fur, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot until he finally snapped out of it.  Or at least he thought he had.  It was clear from the growing tent in his pajama pants that he’d liked the view and she kept looking at it, though he didn’t notice.  “Umm… Let’s go sit down…” he said to which she quickly nodded and dashed back into the living room, sitting on the couch. 
      
      Anthony sat with her and she pressed up against his side after a few seconds, which was just long enough for him to ask what was wrong, since she usually never hesitated.  “Nothing,” she quickly replied before nuzzling his chest while he wrapped his arms around her.  As they settled into watching TV, which was some hospital drama now, she couldn’t help but continue to steal glances down at his lap, seeing the bulge of his cock making a tent in them.  Either he knew he was hard and was hoping she wouldn’t notice, or he honestly didn’t notice, she couldn’t tell.  Either way, eventually she started to rub her thighs together, feeling her panties getting wet.  She could still remember what it looked like- his cock- from when she’d seen him masturbating the other night.  Raising her left hand, she nibbled on one finger while her right hand slowly, shakily reached out.
      
      At the first brush of her hand against his cock, even though it was light and through his pajama pants, he gave a shiver and instantly glanced down, seeing that she was so caught up in touching him that she wasn’t looking up at him.  He blinked a little when she looked up at him all guilty but didn’t take her hand off him.  If anything, her little hand gave him a squeeze, which made his stomach quiver.  She was biting her lip, that guilt melting away when he didn’t stop her, to be replaced with an unsure look then she opened her mouth to protest but instead was muffled when he leaned down and kissed her.  She melted instantly at the kiss, the taste and feel of his tongue rasping against hers making her moan as she pressed more against him and squeezed his cock a little firmer before starting to stroke.
      
      Every stroke of her hand on his cock made him kiss her with ever more hunger, his hard feline cock starting to throb in her hand through his pants, but soon that just wasn’t enough.  He slid his hand down her back, making her arch against him, pressing her nearly flat chest against him until his hand slipped beneath her rump and started to rub her little cunny through her panties from behind.  She gave the cutest little mewl before releasing him and reaching into his pants, wrapping her hand around his length, causing him to freeze up and moan with need into the kiss.
      
      She broke the kiss then and gazed up at him as she pulled his length out from inside his pants.  She slowly stroked up and down, feeling his heartbeat in every throb of his cock while he panted and watched her.  It was his fingers resuming their work on her little cunny, growing damp as her honey soaked her panties, when she finally broke the mutual gaze and looked down at his cock, gasping when she saw it up close for the first time.  She gazed at it then with the same “I must fucking eat all of that” look as she’d given the pizza and Anthony stilled for a second, wondering what she’d do.
      
      When she leaned in, it was like every dream he’d ever had ever came true with that first rasp of her tongue against his tip, collecting the little bit of pre that had formed there at her stroking.  He immediately resumed stroking her eager cunny while she held the base of his cock in one hand while slowly licking him all over with that wet, rough tongue of hers, making him shiver.  The moans of pleasure that escaped her were a mix of his fingers on her and his taste coating her tongue as she licked him.
      
      When she finally took him into her mouth, he knew he wouldn’t last any longer.  He felt his cock swelling just as she started to suck and work her tongue against the little nubby ‘barbs’ near the head.  She seemed to realize this though, and stroked his length quickly while sucking greedily.  He gave a soft gasp and his hand on her cunny rubbed faster, making her moan around his cock, which was finally all he could take.  He came hard, shooting his thick, sticky seed into her mouth while she slowed her stroking to suck and swallow down every drop, not wanting to lose even a little bit of it.  It was salty but not unpleasant, and if anything she wanted more.
      
      When he finished and sat there panting, his cock still throbbing as she came off the head with a little pop, then giggled before licking her lips and looking up at him.  The look in her eyes, that hungry, needy look would have made a monk hard.  In effect, it kept him rock solid as she straddled his lap and started to grind against him while his hands cupped her rump.  “W-we shouldn’t,” he told her but she shook her head as she raised her hands to bury in his black hair.
      
      “I love you, Anthony,” she whispered softly, her sapphire eyes gazing up into his emerald ones.  She stilled on his lap and gently ran her fingers through the hair at the back of his head, “And I know you’ll never hurt me.  Is that not enough to want to be with you?” she questioned softly.
      
      “But it isn’t right,” he whispered back, but the look in his eyes showed that he only said that because he should, not because he actually meant it.
      
      She gave him the softest of smiles and rose up, kissing him softly upon the lips before replying while raising her hips.  “I don’t care.  I want to be with you, always.”  And with that she slowly lowered her hips, letting him prod her entrance through her panties before he got the hint and pulled the crotch of them aside.  The first brush of her wet folds against the head of his cock was bliss beyond anything he’d felt before and soon even that was outdone when she slowly sank down his length, moans escaping the both of them.  She was so tight around him, and his length was so big inside her- plus with those little nubby barbs.  Bliss was far too weak a word for the feeling that overcame them.
      
      Completion, a sense of being home, and pleasure beyond understanding overcame them both as his tip pressed against her cervix.  He wasn’t fully inside her, but that didn’t matter to the two of them.  With his hands on her little rump, he helped her rise up and sink down his length while they kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths with every little movement.  Despite the franticness of the blowjob earlier, this moment was slow, sweet and tender.  They didn’t go any faster, they didn’t need to.
      
      Sooner rather than later, Kat shook with climax above her brother, her inner muscles spasming around his cock.  She clutched at his hair and broke the kiss, groaning his name as her forehead came to rest on his chest as she rocked her hips back and forth, not wanting to stop, wanting him to cum too, and so he did.  He couldn’t hold back, not with her inner muscles practically milking his seed from his balls.  His cock swelled once more and he gasped her name as he shot inside her, making her freeze up then shudder hard as she came again with a needy whimper.
      
      When he finally stopped filling her with his seed, the majority of it leaking out of her to run down his balls to stain his pajama pants, he sighed softly and relaxed, hugging her close to his chest.  She melted against him and kissed him, her arms tightening around his neck.  Their kiss was filled with as much love for each other as what beat in their hearts and slowly they came down from their blissful high, staying joined until his length softened enough to slip out of her and back into his sheathe.  They snuggled close to each other like this, savoring the warmth of the other, purring contently and not holding a care in the world.
      
      Neither knew where their story would take them from here, or how they would deal with the obstacles ahead, but they knew in their hearts that they would do so together.  Always.
      
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