Twin Tuxedos

Seb took the time to whip up a buffet of snacks and junk for the twin tuxedo cats to munch on while ian made a veritable throne of cushions and blankets for the pair to sit on. they spent hours hopping from game to game.

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Fine Print

Right before her eyes was a tuxedo cat that wore a magician tuxedo. that sight would have made her burst into tears with laughter if she wasn't still trying to recover from a near panic attack.

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Slut Butt

The woman in the mirror was gorgeous, a tuxedo cat of black and white fur with a pink nose and blue eyes. her hair, pure white, hung down past her shoulders.

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Gender Swapping p1 - Careful what you Wish for

The familiar tuxedo cat opened the door ajar and she peeked in, looking at the white shepherd. "oh there you are" "hi mitts" "wha... what are you doing wags?"

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Toward the Ball Game

The smell helped rouse the tuxedo cat from the bed. "what time is it?" she asked. "ten-thirty," he remarked. "oh, wow, i'm surprised i didn't sleep all day. unless you meant p.m."

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The Worst...

Taking a step closer, the tuxedo cat adjusted his bow, "all cleaned up now, are we...~?" he slapped her hand away, and for a moment she looked hurt, but that expression was quickly replaced with a more understanding one, "oh, now, spooks-honey..."

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The Morning After

You jolt awake, your housemate's fat tuxedo cat screams at you for moving so abruptly mraoooooow! apparently your brain thought this fat fluff ball jumping onto your stomach warranted getting punched in the stomach.

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One Last Blowout [Commission]

You might not have expected the great debaun to grace you with his presence, but-" there was a snicker from the tuxedo cat. he looked a bit tipsy already, standing there with a well-worried red cup in his hand.

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Slave to Society Chapter One

._ slowly, almost eerily the van door opens, revealing no man, but a female tuxedo cat. "alright, ladies, welcome to your new home." she says in a soft, comforting voice. "call me miss kitty, or kitty for short. i'll basically be your den mother.

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Days Go By: The Future is Now

Only alana remained silent, despite her training, her supposed "instinct to kill," the tuxedo cat had a churning in her stomach. shooting targets was one thing, but taking a life? that was a different matter.

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