The lion gone?
From Create Your Own Story
You slowly look around the room and give a large cat yawn, finding- to your disappointment, that your alone. A sad sigh escapes your muzzle as you weakly get to your feet and climb out of the sweaty, smelly sheets and walk on shaky legs into the living room, a small trickle of the lion's cum escaping your sore tail hole and dripping down your legs. You pause in mid-step at the door to your room and blink as you feel something rubbing against your neck and you hear a small jingle, you slowly reach up and blush when you realize that you're wearing a collar with a small bell on it, most likely courtesy of the lion; you decide you might as well leave it on for now.
On the coffee table in the living room is a small note on top of the box of books you received, it is hastily written and in a messy scrawl, you reach a paw forward and weakly pick it up and read it out loud to yourself.
Thanks for the fuck, I'll be back tonight at about eight. Leave the collar on just for me. I expect dinner ready and you waiting for me, I'm staying over here tonight.
You read the letter once, then again, a blush growing on your face when you realize what it means, he might as well be your boyfriend! You set the note down and hurry to the bathroom to wash up with another shower, leaving the collar on during it. You slowly reach a paw down as the stream of water sprays over you and gently rub your tail hole, groaning softly in pain at the feeling of sore flesh; after the quick shower you go back to your room and change the sheets, pausing to inhale the lion's left over scent before heading to the bathroom and throwing them in the washing machine, you take a second to pause in front of the bathroom mirror to admire the collar once again.
The collar's a bright pink to your embarrassment, with a small little jingle bell that makes a high pitch jingle sound whenever you walk, but it makes you feel complete, like you actually belong to him. You go about the rest of the day in a slight doze, walking the apartment silently and thinking solely about the lion, his touch, his feel, his scent, it's not till you start cooking dinner that you realize that your cock is semi-erect.
You get dressed in simple clothing, old clothing that's way to short and tight on you, making your ass and sheath bulge out slightly and walk out of the building and to the nearby store to pick up a bottle of fine wine and the best steaks that you can find. You hear numerous chuckles and get countless stares on the way home, but you ignore them completely, a small blush on your face the entire time, you can even see some of the males have bulges in their pants.
An hour later the steaks are cooking on the stove and you have two full glasses of wine on the table, small candles set up and smooth jazz music playing, giving it a romantic feeling. At eight o'clock that night, the table is fully set, a large steak on both of your plates as you wait.
The lion doesn't even bother to knock as he enters, a key in his paw that he must have swiped before he left, he smiles when he sees you and comes over to the table and takes a seat across from you, he's still dressed in his tan delivery man clothing, smelling of sweat and even musk "Hey sexy," he says simply, taking a drink of his wine and winking at you. He obviously loves the sight of you in tight clothing and the pink collar.
You smile and can't help but blush at his comment; you can feel your arousal growing at the sight of him across the table, eying you lustfully. The lion reaches a paw under the table and gently lays it on your thigh, softly stroking the fur on your leg. "I missed you..." You purr softly, feeling more comfortable with saying things like this now.
He chuckles and smiles brightly. "I know you did...I have to ask you something though...I have a lot of girlfriends...but your my only boyfriend, and I have to say that your the only one who made me really feel alive, made me feel like all those other girls didn't even matter, I'm only going to say this once, I want to be your full time boyfriend."
Your eyes widen and your jaw drops slightly, the fork in your paw dropping and landing on the table. You cant believe it! He actually wants to be your lover!
Do You:
| Furry Status (you) | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Very tight shorts, Tight Shirt, Pink Collar |
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Feline | |
