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Thread: Iceenukacola gets a pet

The tigeress purred louder, moving her huge head to his hand. With a shimmer of light, the big cat morphed into a woman, well a cat woman. She had the same eyes and the same hoops in her ear. Her eyes were slanted like a cats too. She still had the fur only it was shorter and silkier. It covered her well endowed breasts and stomach as well as further down. She sat back on her haunches, giving him a fanged smile as her tail twitched about. Hello. She purred, her voice silky with a slight rasp to it.
Thread: Iceenukacola gets a pet

With the shimmer of lite he found that his hand lay on the head of a cat woman and he fell back and landed on his backside surprised h-how did you do that? He got up confused and your for sale? How much I have to have you! He waved the shop keep over and asked he stated just over 200 the man looked wide eyed I'll take her and a leash with a coller black please he the. Walked to the register pulling out his wallet.
Thread: Iceenukacola gets a pet

The old man laughed. First time I have ever saw her take to anyone. Be proud. Anthros make very loyal pets. She rang him up, handing him the leash and collar. Having transformed back into her previous form, she paced again, yowling until the old man opened her cage. She stepped out regally and walked up to her owner, head bowed in proud submission.
Thread: Iceenukacola gets a pet

He wrapped the coller around her neck and attached the leash my house isn't to far away before he began to walk he patted her head and held open the door yelling thank you to the shop keep am I gonna have to buy a special food for you or are you ok with human food?
Thread: Iceenukacola gets a pet

Her soft chuckle could be heard in his thoughts as she opened the pathway to communicate with him telepathically. I do not require special food. I mainly eat red meat. Was her simple reply as she padded along beside him. Her shoulders came to just about his hip, making her quite a big cat. People on the street either stared or gave them a wide berth, scared of the tigeress at his side.
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Not really paying atention to the pedestrians but daydreaming more or less I don't really have another bed but there is a couch and chair but it you really wanted to the bed is an option. They turned the corner to a row of town houses and stopped I front of a good sized house with a regular lawn. Home sweet home
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I will sleep where ever you like Master. She purred, rubbing against him and licking his hand. She trotted ahead to look around the yard in curiosity.
Thread: Iceenukacola gets a pet

He laughed to himself as she trotted ahead then walked up and opened the door to let her inside and start dinner. I will be making steak
Thread: Iceenukacola gets a pet

As soon as she crossed the threshhold, light shimmered around her again and she returned to her anthro state, tail waving about as she took in her new home. Her ears twitched about at every small noise and she cocked her head to the side in curosity a few times. You have a nice home.
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Thank you but it's your home too get comfy dinner will be ready soon he turned the grill on and cooked two steaks and set the table for one putting her plate on the floor next to him
Thread: Iceenukacola gets a pet

With a nod, she hopped up onto the couch, curling up like a cat and napping. When she heard the plate clink on the floor she got up, stretching and padding into the dining room. She sat on her haunches beside him, eating quietly and quickly.
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He noticed how fast she ate and couldn't help but watch. You seem to like it he smiled. He got up and did a few things in the kitchen so how much tiger are you? He then brought back a bowl of milk and set it beside heru
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She cocked her head to the side for a moment before the light appeared again. Her form was completely human now, silver white hair covering her breasts as she knelt down. Is this what you meant? Her skin was pale and she still had her stripes only they were now tattoos as she had no fur. I do not comprehend your meaning.
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He took a long moment to stare at her focusing on her breast and crotch areas then relised he was staring oh um sorry he looked down at his plate it's so amazing you can do that he picked up the empty dishes and put them in the sink so I'm gonna take a shower and get ready for bed you can just do pet stuff i guess ... Make yourself comfy as he walked pass her he pet her head then relised she was in woman form blushed
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She smiled, one ivory fang showing before she returned to her anthro form. As you wish. She trotted upstairs and plopped down on his bed, snuggling down in his covers until only the tip of one ear could be seen.
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He showered quick and walked into his room in a towel not noticing his pet under the covers he dropped the towel and opened his closet searching for some boxers
Thread: Iceenukacola gets a pet

She sat up as he entered, blue eyes watching with keen intrest. She had never saw a naked male before. Her ears perked forward as she took in every detail with keen curiosity. The bed creaked with her weight as she leaned forward a bit.
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He quickly turned when he heard the bed squeek and saw her intently looking at him oh um sorry he grabbed a shirt to cover up I didn't see you he grabbed boxers and walked to the bathroom and put them on
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Herears twitched backwards as he hurried out. She frowned, curling up back under his thick covers. Had she done something wrong? She was only curious about her new master.
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He put the boxers on and went back into the room I'm sorry I didn't know you we're ... Watching. He climbs into bed kind of near her and pulls up the covers
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She looked up at him, eyes shining in the dim light. Did I do something wrong? I was only curious. You're body is so much different than mine when I am in human form. She sounded almost like a little kid when she said that.
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He looked at her no you didn't do anything wrong its just I'm a male and your female we have different parts that .... Are made for each other. He half smiled
Thread: Date Nights (Kara and Crescent)

I sit at the edge of my bed gazing across at my make up mirror. My feet are on the floor, and I stare into my pale and quiet looking reflection. My hand anxiously plays with the cellphone beside me, knowing I still have time to change my mind. Katie? Catherine? The sound of Anna's voice makes me jump, not having heard her first call, as my pretty blonde housemate of two years pokes her head around my door. Yes? I reply, turning to face her. My face a little pale, and as I sit back I ache a bit, realising I've been in this position for the past few hours. You're out tonight right? With Ryan? Are you OK? That was my original plan. And yet my boyfriend has been the furthest thought from my mind tonight. For the whole week actually. Ever since your proposition. It was a proposition you had obviously thought out well, a bold, confident proposal that you had spent time preparing, and one that I was not prepared for at all. Having thoroughly enjoyed our evening until your solution, I had met you with what?, is this real? three times, but you're married but you're too old for me, but I have a boyfriend, another is this real?, isn't this blackmail? and finally a stern no! before grabbing my bag and walking out of the bar. But I have since said yes. It only took me a couple of days, but right up until even now I'm not sure if I will go. Every night I sit in front of my mirror and weigh up my options. My mother isn't going to help herself. My father sure as hell isn't going to help her and I struggle to get enough money to pay my own rent. The strange thing is, you are not some cruel mean guy, I know that a part of you really wants to help us out, and I understand that you can't give free rent which is kinda what we require right now. We've always had a neighborly relationship and you've always been sweet to me, treating me with respect in my teenage years. I'm flattered you want to get to know me better. But what does that even mean? And date nights? I'm young enough to be your daughter. The look you gave me upon its suggestion seemed to imply something that I'm trying not to think about too much, yet keeps creeping into my head, especially at night. Yes.. I'm out tonight With Ryan? Uh huh It wasn't until it came out of my mouth that I had finally really decided what I was going to do. But letting Anna know wasn't an option and anything other than Ryan would draw her suspicions. My hand picks up my phone and puts it away. Well you better get yourself made up then girl! she smiles and winks. I smile back and as she closes the door I resume gazing into the mirror.
Thread: Date Nights (Kara and Crescent)

The bare, oaken floorboards produced a faint creak as I went about my business in the small flat. Not in all places, but one in particular, slightly off center of the front room made a point to whine at the balls of my feet each time I deigned to cross its territory. Between it and the general dustiness of the two room abode, I took it to be upset with me for the years of emptiness that I had relegated it to. I should really get a rug for that, I replied. Such endeavors would have to wait for another day, though. I had done what I could to spruce up the place dusting, vacuuming, dusting again. Thankfully it was finally beginning to look more alive than sickly again. My efforts could not make the space look new, of course, more likely old. All of the furniture, save for a new king sized mattress, was of older design. Hand-crafted, dark wood was the esthetic it had bore when last in use, and thus how it would remain for tonight. The only alterations I had committed, aside from dust extermination, were seen in a small rack containing three bottles of wine and the two black and white pictures depicting my wife, now safely tucked in storage. I settled into a seat at the heavy, rounded, cherry wood table with a bottle of Merlot, pouring into one of the two glasses present. I took a long sip, contemplating the other framed photos and paintings adorning the walls, She'll think I live in the age of my father. Oh well, nothing to do for it now.... There really was no better place than here to find the sort of privacy and discretion that was needed. I just hoped my young company would not see me as even older than I am. The thought drew a low snort, followed by a self-humored grin. Refilling my glass and taking another draw, I elected to let my thoughts drift to her instead, to Catherine her youthful, pretty face, her eyes, lit up bright when she smiles. If I can just get those eyes to gleam how I've seen them before, tonight will be a success. Then I'll think about next week. I moved myself and my glass to the couch in the front room, relaxing into it to wait. My thoughts still lingered on Catherine, only now they trailed further down from her eyes.
Thread: Date Nights (Kara and Crescent)

You're meeting him like that? my housemate met me in the hallway, a little surprise on her face, as i finally emerge from my room. Umm.. yeah, you don't like it? I asked. In the hour that had passed between our last conversation, I had taken her advice and applied make up to my lips, cheeks and eyes. This was a date I had agreed to and while I have so many apprehensions and a slight distaste for what I'm doing, there is a reason that I'm doing it. Showing up tonight is going to keep things smooth for a while, so I felt I had to put some effort in, if at least to keep you interested. My make up and dress clearly wasn't to Anna's taste though. I don't know.. I mean, are you breaking up with him? Whats with all the black? Didn't I teach you anything? she laughed. Anna was great. From the moment I moved in with her, I received an urgent haircut and makeover and she encouraged me into a love of clothes shopping. Before her I was quiet and studious, always a pretty girl but I stayed in my room a lot due to my parents. While not quite a socialite, and despite still being very good in school, I've grown into a far more confident woman since leaving home. I look down at my outfit. Black formal pants, a tucked in pink blouse with a frilled collar and a black cardigan which I had buttoned up right to the top. I look more like I'm going for a job interview than a date. Here she smiles at me, stepping forward and unbuttoning my cardigan fully, before undoing the top of my blouse. and untuck that blouse for gods sakes.. her hand going to my fringe and messing up my stylish brunette bob, trying to make my blonde lowlights show as I somewhat reluctantly do as she says with the blouse. I think you're good.. although you're sure you don't wanna wear a skirt? I mean you guys have been at that kissing stage for a while now, and those pants aren't helping. You might want some rouge too? she laughed pointing her lipstick at me. This is fine.. I say quite firmly and she nods, knowing that when my tone changes like that it's time to back off. Have a good night tonight you She smiles as I step in and hug her. She tells me to be good, and I wave as I pick up my black purse and let myself out. Taking a breathe of air before I walk down the steps to the accommodation car park. A few minutes later I am in my car, listening to the radio as I drive into town. It takes me about 10 minutes until I find myself arriving at the given address. It's quite central in the city, and I instantly notice how different these properties are from the nice accommodation my mother has. Lots of small flats that each look very basic from the outside. My Sat Nav tells me I'm here so I pull up onto the kerb and get out. A short walk and a flight of stairs later and I find myself standing at the door of the house number you gave me. With one final deep breath I knock softly twice.
Thread: Date Nights (Kara and Crescent)

A flash of thin, crimson fabric taunts the corner of my vision before slipping out of site. I turn my head, trying to catch up to it, but the elusive material keeps just out of sight. My body shifts to the side to give me better range of motion, but the change in position pulls me off balance. Falling sideways, I catch myself by my elbow on the armrest of the couch. My sight through blinking eyes looks upon the interior of a familiar apartment. No hint of the fabric, nor of any movement at all stirs in the room save for myself. I must have dozed. Glancing to the half-empty glass of wine at my side, I further the thought. No doubt the Merlot played a valuable part in that. Here I was drifting off to the very stuff that's supposed to ease your nerves. With a snort, I push myself from the couch and bring my watch into view. Five to eight....she'll be along any moment. That is of course, if you're coming at all. Your initial reaction to my proposal did not instill me with the greatest of confidence. I can't say I was all too surprised. It was not the type of offer one takes with ease. As you stormed out of the bar, I began to worry I would have to follow through with the unfortunate business concerning your mother. Whether I was more bothered by that or my lost opportunity, who can say? Thankfully, your follow up response in the days proceeding held a different tune. With a lightened heart was I able to file away the eviction notice I had already drafted. At noticing the time, I quickly surveyed the state of the things. I replaced the wine bottle's cork and traded my glass for a fresh one that showed no hint of prior drinking. With that in mind, I took a breathe into my palm. Best do something about that too. No need to make her think me an alcoholic. My pocket produced a pack of peppermint tic-tacs of which I indulged in two. Only a moment longer passed before I heard your soft knock at the door. I spit the two tic-tacs into the kitchen garbage and headed back to the entrance. Grasping the knob, and momentarily sucking in my slight gut, I pulled open the door. Catherine! I'm so glad you made it. Smiling and speaking in my friendliest of tones, I stepped aside, extending my open hand to you as you crossed the threshold. A quick glance confirms my expectations conservative dress, a definite tenseness, but still echoing a youthful beauty. An extra glimpse of skin below your neckline caught my attention. Here, let me take your sweater, closing the door behind you, I step sideways behind you, lightly placing my hand on the shoulder of your cardigan.
Thread: Date Nights (Kara and Crescent)

Returning your smile, I ease the thin sweater from your shoulders with both my hands, turning to hang it on the patterned, wire coat stand beside the door. I turn back to you as your eyes take in your new surroundings. My gaze lingers for just a moment on your shapely shoulders and the way they curve in to your slender back. I must say, Catherine, you look quite lovely tonight, I say to you in a friendly tone. It is admittedly a conservative compliment as you still have the look of a frightened doe about you. I'll need you to shed some of that tenseness before pressing my luck, lest you find the urge flee again. I move back from behind you to your right side. I'm afraid there's not much to to look at here unless you have a fondness for old woodworking. Still, what kind of host would I be without giving you the full tour, I say to you, a slight chuckle in my voice. The palm of my left hand presses gently to your lower back leading you further in, away from the door. I'm keenly aware that only the thin fabric separates my fingertips from your skin. This is the living room..., a white cushioned, three-seater couch and a comfortable looking arm chair sit to our left just behind rectangular coffee table. To our right stands a tall, ornate, and obviously heavy bookcase where normally a tv might be. And right this way, we have the kitchen, my hand gestures towards the left corner of the room. The kitchen consists of a sink, refrigerator, and ovenstove combination set into the outer wall. A section of counter sticking out 10 feet or so serves as the divider between it and the living area. And lastly, the bedroom. A wooden king size bed frame sits alone in the right corner, topped by a new white mattress. Only a sheet and thin blanket lay folded atop it. In the middle of the room rests an oak table with four chairs around it, a less than full bottle of Merlot and two glasses decorate the top. Now then, looking you in the eyes with another smile. Why don't we have a seat and a drink, and catch up, hmm? I've seen you so scarcely these last few years. I touch your back again, gesturing towards the table at the room's center.
Thread: Date Nights (Kara and Crescent)

I smile at your compliment, taking it in my stride. I am an intelligent young woman but I've always been quite slow when it comes to men. Especially older men. As you tour me around the room, your hands lightly touching my back and shoulders, you look at me several times. You have some attractive features to go with some more unattractive ones, but just like my college lecturers who appreciate my beauty as well as my hard work, I categorize such features as a kindliness, as likable. It's never really occurred to me that men out of my age range would find me attractive and as such I'm quite clueless as to why you would forgo rent for my time. I'm also struggling as to why such an old antiquated little property has been chosen rather than the bar we met at last week. You are polite and gentlemanly as you tour me, making sure that my eyes fully absorb the surroundings. My initial glance around the room had only really absorbed that it was old and mostly wooden, but now I'm picking up more on the little intricacies, the color of white prominent in it's decor. The kitchen area mostly full of old silver utilities. It would be a cosy living space for an individual, or a couple, but I do notice the lack of modern conveniences such as television. The other thing I notice is your use of my maiden name. All the times that you would come over to my house and catch me playing volleyball in the garden, it was Katie. Catherine being a name reserved for my parents, the closest of friends and occasionally something my elder lecturers would break into accidentally. Yet you use it and you do so confidently, as if I'm a different person from the teenager you used to chat to on your visits, while still retaining somewhat of the adult tone you held in those conversations. You are confident in your guiding of me around the room, and as you gesture me to the table, my suspicions are confirmed that we will be drinking tonight. This is your night that you have planned. My cardigan, my name, my wine, all liberties that you take with confidence, as you hold the cards. And none so great that I would put my mothers home at risk for. OK, sure I reply simply at your invitation, your hand on my back ushering me towards the cosy table and I step forward, settling my bag down beside the chair nearest to us. The initial smalltalk has been comfortable for me, given that I didn't know what to expect, although I do wonder exactly what we have to catch up on and how it could take a whole evening.
Thread: Date Nights (Kara and Crescent)

You follow along aptly as I put on my show for you. 'Ever a student,' I smile at my own thought and project it outwardly to you. My performance is made up of deliberate words and measured actions. The tone of my voice, friendly and casual, the subtle touches, the act of directing you about they're all committed with the purpose of putting you at ease with the idea of being here with me. It's an act that I've done before, though not in some time. As you first showed up, I felt a nostalgia in exercising my old charms, my subtle flirts. The longer I carry on, the more rejuvenated I feel in having you here. It becomes less that I'm reliving my past self and more that I'm making this, and you, my present. I begin to see less anxiety in your movements. Your shoulders are less tense. Your smiles are more genuine. That cringe when I first touched your shoulder is forgotten. Further touches go unnoticed, at least consciously. I notice your eyes looking directly at me more as your attention is drawn to my act. You see me dressed sharply, yet casually. I am wearing a simple, well-made sweater, black and grey striped, over a dark grey undershirt. Beneath this, I'm donning a well-fitted pair of black slacks with a black belt, matched with a pair of sharp loafers. My face, I had decided to shave just before coming to the apartment. I like to think it gives me a youthful smile. Excellent! I say, leading you back to the table. I could not anticipate whether or not you would agree to the wine, considering your reaction to drinking before, and given the events leading you to be here in the first place. I pull out a chair for you and pour us each a half glass before bringing my own chair next to yours and settling into it. So tell me about yourself, Catherine. I have seen you so sparingly in recent years, and here you are now, grown into a lovely young woman. I ask more questions upon receiving your answers, How is your schooling faring? I'm curious what you're studying. It has been some time since I've been on a university campus. I should like to hear how it is now.