FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Starlight was swallowed up in the crystalline lights of a tightly packed city. Spires rose from the ground with lanterns holding gems that lit the darkened streets and kept the stars from giving their blessing but even in this light-polluted gloom, the moon managed to shine overhead through the clouds. A single figure walked on the sidewalk with a hand on their neck and head raised on high with their snout turned up to the night. It was a white-furred fox, inky black marking their hands and ends of the ears and tail. Their eyes were deep pits of the same color with tired shadows beneath them and they wore a poncho that stopped near their waist and a short sarong that hugged their hips. The fox took a turn into an alleyway that split off like concrete veins. Their steps dragged along the alley, darkness soon taking them for a few moments before hanging lanterns flickered overhead to light the way. A shadow from the darkness followed them, stopping at each spot of shade before rushing through the lights of the lanterns. Whether or not the fox noticed, they continued walking until they reached an exit in the system of alleys. A building stood at the corner of a street where the fox stopped in front of the door and fished through their poncho, muttering to themselves before pulling a glittering key out. They cursed quietly as the key fell to the ground and it nearly fell between a few cracks of concrete but the shadow that had been tailing them plucked it from the ground and rose. Instead of gasping, instead of panicking and crying out that something odd and magical had happened in this semi-magical world, the fox simply watched with a curious tilt of their head. Green eyes popped out from the darkness with two feline ears and a long tail flowing out of the inky swirl along with a set of robes. Out came the hand, or a mass of shadows, holding the key. It was difficult to tell whether the creature had a form or whether it was simply something that molded and changed every second or so.

The fox simply reached out and took the key while smiling, "Thanks."

"That's it?" The odd feline asked, head tilting, arms fading at their sides, "Not a yell? Not a gasp of confusion or even a squeak? I like the squeaks. Cute noises. Um, hm, this is awkward. These introductions typically go a little bit more mystic, a bit more out there and I can't really tell what's your deal so I suppose that you're the mysterious one and I am the one most solidly with my feet on the ground, though right now I seem to be more of a wave of sorts with cat features. Soooo, what's your name?"

A chuckle came from the fox who simply shook their head, "My name is Wel and I mean, sorry to disappoint. You're odd f'sure and I don't really know what your deal is but I don't think that's any reason to freak out."

The odd creature's eyes raised as if they were beaming, "My, that's quite a nice attitude to have! Though, I question your mind if you are able to see me so clearly. You see, I don't really exist or perhaps, it is up to whoever is looking at me to decide that. For our purposes, you can call me Dinger."

Wel rubbed their chin, "Okay, Dinger it is then and you say that you're whatever folk look at you decide you are? Isn't that tough?"

"A little bit." Dinger said with a nod, "But at the same time, not everyone can see me and it is kind of nice that way. I can just go from place to place doing what I want and pestering those who I want until someone takes notice of me. Usually, my non-existent existence is enough to put folk off so it is a bit hard to talk to others and I guess that does make it a bit lonely. You, you're strange and I like that. I wanted to appear to you and here I am but I can't tell what is strange about you, care to share?"

With a small smile, Wel raised a hand and ink began flowing from the claws, floating just above while Wel breathed out, "You're formed by the intent and perception of others. Just the same, this ink of mine is formed by my intent, sometimes whether I want it to or not. What I feel shapes me more than it would others and so I have to be careful about that." They then clamped a hand over the ink and opened to show that nothing was left, "And so, that is what is strange about me. At least, on a surface level."

The feline's eyes grew, a line of a smile spreading across her face as she floated and darted around Wel, looking at their hand and any spot on their body touched by ink, "I see! So we share something. Opposites and yet, similar concepts. Do you feel like you exist? Do you think that you do or that you don't?

Wel crossed their arms and sighed, "Honestly, that's a tough question. Do I exist? I don't know sometimes. My life isn't awful but I'm at a stage where I need to keep pushing forward or else I'll fall and in that, I feel like I exist too much but if I sit still, if I try to take a break then it feels like maybe, just maybe I don't exist at all and perhaps I understand what you mean when you say that it feels good. At the same time, it is a cold and lonely thing...And I don't necessarily want to be alone."

Suddenly, Dinger pushed her body against Wel's with a smile, face hovering just a few inches from the fox's as she spoke, "Then I can keep you company for the night, or two, or a few depending."

A small touch of color brushed through the fox's cheeks but they continued to smile as they tilted their head, "Okay, I'll bite. What type of companionship? We not only just met but we've both established that we're strange."

Dinger crossed her arms while she floated around Wel, looking up at the night sky while humming, "Not even a reaction at that. Just a small blush, which is cute enough but still, not what I expected." She then looked at Wel with the same smile, "If you'd be up for it, I think sex could be fun. I've seen some folk selling it for lonely nights and others buying it because they're craving so why not? It'll feel good to have something that exists firmly rooted in me and I think you'll feel good too, right? Oh, but no need to worry about the pay unless you wanted to, might enhance the experience! Though, I'm not quite sure about that."

Wel laughed and placed a hand on their chest, "What an offer. If you want that type of thing then I would love the opportunity paid or not. Depends on what you want really."

The fox turned toward the door to unlock it while Dinger leaned over their shoulder and sighed, "What I want? What a weird thing to say. It should be your perception that paints this meeting."

"That doesn't mean you can't decide one thing or another, right? If I made every single decision then it wouldn't feel like an interaction. Besides, this is my perception."

For a moment, Dinger remained quiet until the door opened and she muttered, "I guess that's true. I didn't think of that until now! Never thought someone would stump me, then again, never thought someone would be so nonchalant about a meeting with me. Sure there isn't something I can do to shock you?"

A snort came from the fox as they stepped inside, "That's not something I can tell you, or else it wouldn't be shocking."

Dinger sighed and floated along to follow. The fox's home wasn't quite a home, at least, not on the front. They were taken into a storefront with books lining shelves in the center. Crystalline lights flashed above as the fox flipped a switch and motioned for her to follow. Dinger's eyes flickered every which way to catch the titles of books before she yet again set herself to follow. Wel, on the other hand, simply walked past the shelves, a hand idly coming out to trace the cool wood before they made their way to the back where another door awaited them. Another key was produced to unlock it before it was opened taking them up a flight of steps. Wel's home opened up at the top as a large living room with a few more shelves and a couch. There was a kitchen nearby separated by a bartop of sorts and a window hung over the couch pouring moonlight into the living room itself and onto the couch.

Once they were inside, Wel took off their poncho and tossed it onto the couch, sighing while looking back at their guest, "So, do you eat or drink?"

She placed a hand on her stomach and tilted her head, "Hm, since you're so uncertain about the subject, I'm guessing I probably do but on occasion, I do nip at things because the feeling is interesting. May I have a drink?"

Wel headed around to the kitchen to fish a bottle of water out of the fridge before they set it on the counter, "Figure water is the most universal of these things."

The odd cat sat in front of the bar, legs forming as she took hold of the bottle to open it and take a drink. When she set the bottle back down she sighed, "Thanks! Tell me...You could have just tossed me on the couch and just kinda done whatever. I offered my body, so why didn't you take it?"

"Curious, aren't you?" Wel then placed their arms on the counter with a small smile, "I don't know. I could have and y'know, maybe I will but I don't think that would be very nice right from the outset. Maybe you'd be into that, maybe you wouldn't but I don't know. Whether or not that desire exists is something that I should know before enacting my own desires, right?"

Dinger nodded, "That seems more than fair. I think, I wouldn't mind! In any case, it would feel like experiencing a fair bit of someone's wants and desires that would probably rub off on me and make me more complete, and whatever that is, is whatever that someone sees, so, what am I to you? It's a bit hard to tell sometimes and that might be messing with me a bit. I'm used to the one being bothersome!"

Wel snorted, "Bothersome? That's a way to put it. To me, you're a companion for the evening, an oddity that just wants to hang out. Maybe sex happens, maybe it doesn't but since you've offered it probably will happen."

The cat put her arms on the counter to mimic their motions, tail flicking from side to side while she hummed, "Okay. Have you met a lot of creatures like me?"

For a moment, Wel looked up before they said with a smile, "A few I'd say. There are a lot of folks who are odd. Trauma reasons. Magic reasons. A mixture of both. Could even be somethin' tech-based that earned a bit too much life. You seem to have an altered perception of reality just by your existing non-existent nature and in the same light, a lot of folks have altered senses of perception. I don't think that makes you into a monster or something, though."

Dinger's tail paused as she looked over at Wel, stared intently for a solid minute before she muttered, "Weird. Normally, a monster is what I am classified as by most. Cryptid, yokai, ghost, spirit, whatever have you. I'm something that is out of the normal perception and yet, you're saying it isn't so odd to you?"

"Yup. I've lived my life with altered perceptions. Hallucinations. Nightmares. Being hurt by others, being taught the wrong things, and more. Because of that, what is normal to me is different than what is normal to others and some find me weird because of that and because of my magic but that doesn't inherently make me a monster." Wel then rubbed the back of their head and sighed, "Even though--"

Before they could finish, Dinger completed the statement quietly, "Even though many consider just a tiny bit of difference to be monstrous. Yeah, I've seen a lot of that but even then, is it so bad to be a monster?"

Wel paused, hand grasping their chin as they furrowed their brow, "To be different is not bad but to be a monster is to be put into negative light but if you embrace that and become your own monster then maybe it is fine? If folk are going to say it anyway then might as well do it your own way and prove them right and wrong at the same time." They then smiled and looked toward her, "But tell me something. You don't exist until someone takes note of you but you retain memories of meeting so doesn't that mean you do exist in some sort of sense even if it is to yourself?"

The odd feline's cheek pressed against the counter as she hummed and thought for a few seconds before sighing, "That's a weird one. I neither exist nor do not exist but I guess that's a good argument for existence of some kind but you can't really call it full existence because I just sort of do not register as something to others."

"So someone acknowledging you is required for existence?"

Dinger nodded, "Yup! Otherwise, how would anyone know that I existed?"

Wel tapped their chin before mimicking their motion, looking at them with a growing smile, "I suppose that means you do exist because you remember that there have been people who have acknowledged you."

She didn't say a thing, not at all. It felt like she had been stumped by someone being so direct. Instead of trying to ferret out the mystery of whatever she was, this odd fox had just claimed her existence had permanence simply because she had memories of other meetings and yet, she couldn't quite argue against it. Instead, she began to chuckle and then she laughed. Her body lost form again and swirled again as a bubble atop of the seat before she formed with one hand tossing aside her robes, scarf still curled around her neck and shoulders.

When she stopped, she shook her head and sighed, "Okay. I don't think I can argue that one and it feels kind of nice, to be honest. Though, I can point out that perhaps an existence that is only in fleeting memories might as well be a dream."

The fox's eyes seemed to sharpen as they stood and took a step back from the counter to look her up and down, "You're certainly a dream of some sort. Beautiful enough to be that."

"If I could blush then I certainly would! But how about you prove with actions instead of words just how pretty I am." She said with a laugh.

Wel stepped around the counter to where she was sitting and reached out to touch her cheek but she faded back and floated from their touch, moving all the way to the couch before reforming lying on her side, with one hand tracing over her now supple hips. She had hoped to rile them up, to see them huff and puff about it before coming after her with that hunger that she had remembered inherent in others. It was troublesome with this one because she could barely feel their perception. What she could feel was like a constant questioning and a constant desire to understand what she was along with a dull hunger underneath that seemed to be growing but as Wel turned to her, they were only smiling. They even laughed! Was it fun for them? Did they like games as well? If that was the case she could keep on fluttering around, maybe knock something over but she had a feeling that nothing she did would bother them that much. When they got close to her again, she allowed their hand to touch her cheek and felt a spot of warmth flooding her. It was odd. That touch was such a simple thing but it felt like it rooted her until the flowing parts of her body seemed to solidify a bit more. She was still liquid, still an existential conundrum but she felt molded by this experience rather than molded by the perception of the one she was experiencing with. Interesting was what it was and she wanted to know more. Were they into larger hips? Did they like large breasts or perhaps ones that were more average, or was a flat chest a comfortable thing? She wanted to know what Wel's likes were, what their perception of her could be rather than what it was.

Their mouth found hers while her mind was still busy thinking. Her thoughts turned to fuzz as she felt their perception washing over her in a flood. It focused on her being a source of warmth rather than her being a source of oddness or discomfort. While it wasn't too unusual for someone to find warmth in her during this sort of thing, it was odd that it happened with just a kiss. Her hand moved up to grab onto Wel's cheeks, her digit's tracing through the fur while she felt that warmth radiate over her. As their tongues met, she could feel parts of her body bubbling here and there, small fragments floating around her as she struggled to keep herself together against the sudden heat brought on by both Wel's perception and their touch. The tongue against her own felt like it punctuated the warmth, punctuated the act of existence as spittle was swapped. At the same time, she was at a loss. Her body remained a loose interpretation of a feline but part of her wanted to alter it for Wel, for this odd person who had talked to her and indulged her. In a sense, she could barely argue that she had begun existing as soon as the conversation had started but even now her mind swirled with more questions and that growing warmth that made it harder to focus on one thing or another.

When their lips parted, Dinger breathed out, "What are you into Wel? What is it that you want to see?"

Wel hummed and planted their forehead against hers, "For one thing, I'm into whatever this experience is, and as for what I want to see? I don't know. I have my likes and dislikes but I don't want to push them onto you."

"And if I said I wanted to know? To shape myself a bit more to your liking because I thought that was fun?" Dinger said with a tilted head.

The fox then pecked her nose and muttered, "Then I would say what you're already doing is fine enough and that you were on the right track with slightly larger hips and thighs."

She clapped her hands together and beamed, "I knew it! I couldn't feel it...But I could guess that you were more for the tail than the tits!

Dinger was about to keep teasing when Wel stood to full height and lifted their sarong. A thick shaft flopped onto her face causing her to blink as Wel chuckled, "Both are nice but I do like ass just a bit more...But this right here was caused by that kiss, that promise of a sweeter connection."

A hand moved to grasp the shaft on her face, digits squeezing around the heat and appreciating it. She felt a gentle touch at the back of her head urging below to the balls, the instructions clear as her mouth opened to let her tongue out against each heavy orb. There was a bit of sweat but she didn't mind as her tongue ran over each bead. A small sigh full of pleasure shivered down her spine as Wel's digits pressed just a bit more firmly to the back of her head. She kept her tongue moving and brought her mouth over one of their balls, pulling slowly before letting it go with a pop, repeating the motion to suckle on each of them in the same manner. Wel drove her face just a bit closer, her lips glued to the base of the balls for a second as Wel thrust their hips forward, her body shivering just a bit before the digits at the back of her head eased up allowing her to pull her head back.

Wel took hold of their shaft and pushed the tip against her mouth, Dinger sitting up to get a better position with her legs crossed and her hands in her lap as she opened wide to let Wel know he could do whatever they wanted with her throat. She could handle it. The fox looked at her with a quirked brow and a small smile and when she nodded as if to confirm, they placed the head of their shaft on her tongue and eased themselves inside. It didn't take long before Wel was balls deep in her mouth, throat bulging just a bit and her bright green eyes looked up at them with a bit of humor. She loved the sight of their body trembling even the slightest bit because it meant she was drawing some sort of reaction from them. Were they surprised that she could handle it so easily? Or did it just feel that good?

Whatever smugness she was feeling began to fade as her ears were gripped and Wel leaned forward. She blinked and tried to look up at them before her attention was brought forward as her head was jerked back. Her mouth and throat were suddenly assailed by constant pounding, Wel's shaft dipping in as deep as it could possibly go each time with their balls slapping against her chin. This ferocity had been unexpected! Had it been the offer? The subtle teases? Or perhaps had they been hiding something beneath that ink she couldn't quite perceive? She didn't hate it, didn't even dislike it when they grabbed her chest and tugged on the nipples, instead, she cherished it. The rough rutting of her throat along with the treatment of her body solidified her existence in the moment. Whatever fragments of her body that were floating about as globs of ink attached back to her as her mouth was being used as if they were bracing her against the impact of the pure passion and lust of the stranger she had just met.

The sensations were becoming stronger with each passing moment. Whether it was the heat from Wel's emotions surging, or her own form reacting; she could feel something within her stirring. Echoes of a lack of breath poured through her, the tightness of her chest increasing until she remembered to breathe steadily through her nostrils. Did she even have to do that? She wasn't quite sure but her chest was thumping, rising, and falling steadily while she received the lust of the fox bearing down on her.

Just when she was purring from the treatment, Wel pulled out of her mouth and got onto the couch. She blinked as her head was positioned back a bit so her mouth was pointing upward and Wel's cock was directly aimed at her mouth. While they did this, the fox breathed out, "If it's too much make sure to pinch my waist, okay? I'm gonna knot your mouth since it seemed like you were offering it all to me."

Rather than back down from the challenge, her tail swished from side to side and she purred, "Go ahead but don't wear yourself out."

With a chuckle, Wel slid back into her mouth before grinding down against her lips, her nose pressed firmly against their crotch. Soon, they started the same rhythm again. They thrust over and over again into her maw, pushing and humping while she felt the knot start to swell at the base of their shaft. She trembled a bit, her digits clenching tighter onto her legs while Wel eased their knot into her mouth. She could feel every inch of their shaft pulsing against her tongue, her body shivering in response until she froze as thick cum began to pour directly into her throat. It wasn't difficult for Dinger to drink it all down but the sensation was heavenly. It fell down her gullet and into her gut where it collected and even fattened her just a bit. She drank down their proof of existence and reveled in the fact that she had been marked in a manner that meant she could hardly argue that she existed as well. Such a thought had her ears drifting backward and her eyes shifting to dreamy slits looking up at the fox's crotch firmly pressed to her face. They began to pull out before they were done, letting the last few shots of cum hit her tongue before tugging out of her mouth with a wet pop.

Dinger reclined on the couch with her arms on the spine and her head still faced upward, legs spread eyes closed as she sighed aloud, "Feels like I'm weighed down to this place." She then placed a hand on her abdomen, grinning just a bit, "Might be the meal you just gave me."

The fox didn't answer. They simply got off the couch and when she looked up to check on why her new friend wasn't exchanging quips, she found their hands on her thighs pushing them further apart and their mouth planting kissing along her crotch. She blinked and found herself experiencing something different than the lust and passion from before, found herself feeling something that was being directly transmitted through each touch rather than through some sort of magical connection. A gentleness, a sweetness rushing through her form causing her to shiver, her digits and toes curling as their tongue came down to her slit to slide over it before dipping inside. Both of her legs wrapped around Wel as her shape began to melt again just a bit, her mind wracked with both pleasure and curiosity of the sensations flowing through her. It was as if Wel were allowing her to feel their most raw perceptions and desires. What had been muted before was now loud enough to shift and change her form in the oddest of ways. Wel didn't want her to be one way or another, they wanted to impart an experience on her that melted her body, that rocked her form, that anchored her here and that was enough to make her feel very real in a manner where she felt suddenly very exposed to the world around her. She gasped and curled her legs around their shoulders and neck, hugging tight as she brought herself up to wrap her arms around their head as well.

To their credit, Wel simply kept on licking, snout pushing against her crotch while their tongue dipped in deep. From the shock of being anchored down to reality so strong along with the feeling of something so sweet rolling down her back, she could hardly hold herself any longer. She ground her hips to their face while mewling, ears pinned back and tail flicking from side to side as the heat and pressure in her gut continued to grow until she felt the gush and tightening of her orgasm. Dinger gasped, hanging her head down while she shivered out the rest of her climax, her body leaning back to let her recline on the couch with one hand on the fox's head and the other around the spine of the couch. She looked up while dragging their head around in circles, enjoying the tongue that was still lapping away at her insides.

When she finally let go of their head, Wel pulled their tongue out and kissed her crotch, "So, how are you feeling?"

"Surprised! Never thought someone would catch me off guard with a sweet kiss between my legs." Said the odd cat while her voice seemed to trail off and melt.

Wel chuckled, "I'm glad I could be of service, but we aren't done yet, are we?"

Dinger looked down at Wel, ears perked up as she saw them stand, shaft nice and firm again. With a small smile, she turned on her side on the couch and grabbed her thigh, tugging a bit to show both her slit and puckered hole, "I know you're a lover of rear like you said but you're free to pick whichever hole you want."

With a rumble, Wel got onto the couch and positioned behind her, one hand grabbing her tail to tug while the other guided their cock to her pussy, "Condom or no condom?"

She had to laugh at that, "Afraid you'll knock me up?"

"Doesn't hurt to ask." The fox retorted with a grin.

Looking at them with a small smirk, she brought her leg up to hang it onto their shoulder as she sighed, "Guess we'll just have to take the risk."

Part of her expected a bit more banter but instead, she found her insides slowly parting as Wel tugged her tail, "Then let's exist together as a risk."

She trembled at those words, trembled at the intent being plunged inside of her inch by inch. Her inner walls tightened on that thick shaft while she steadied herself, her other leg coming out to slide between their knees for a more comfortable position allowing Wel to sit on her thigh while they pumped their shaft inside of her. Again, she felt that same sweetness pouring through her while Wel rocked their hips to her over and over again. A sigh echoed from her mouth as she peered back at what Wel was doing to see them picking up speed with every other thrust. They leaned back and began rutting just a bit harder, driving themselves in just a bit deeper. She moaned in response and shivered, smiling as that sweetness pouring through her began to push into excitement and hunger. When the fox was balls deep inside of her, they pulled their length out all at once.

A question was on the tip of her tongue when Wel grabbed her hips and tugged her around to get her onto her stomach with her rear in the air. She mewled as her tail was tugged and gasped as they grabbed onto her rear and spread it, grinning as Wel planted a kiss on her puckered hole before moving up to plant the tip of their shaft back to her wet folds. They dipped into the shallows of her pussy, making sure they were rooted before the fox slammed in all the way. She gasped, her body shaking as she was jolted forward, the fox's hands still on her rear, kneading and squeezing the shape she had made for them. Wel moved faster now, moved even harder than before as if they were given strength by the position. Dinger could feel pressure building within herself again as their insides were ground against and as Wel squeezed her rear. One of their thumbs popped inside of her rear causing her to jolt and gasp, their hips moving just a bit faster as their balls slapped against her body. The passion and hunger that she had felt had turned into an almost feral desperation to breed, a desire to leave an imprint that clutched her in a fiery fog that encircled her mind.

One hand moved to clasp her hips while the other moved up to grab onto the back of her head, pushing her cheek down to the couch while Wel positioned themselves to pump more fiercely. She could feel the knot swelling while she was being absolutely bred, her body and her existence entirely at the whim of this stranger that she had taken an interest in. She thought that they were going to tie her like this and fill her to the brim but instead, Wel stopped. They pulled out slowly until she felt the weight dropping out of her pussy causing her to shudder while Wel's hands both moved over her sides. She was then turned onto her back, a claw tracing something over her chest. Her green eyes looked down at that claw, her head tilting as she felt something cool dripping onto her. It was their ink of all things and she wondered what could they be doing with this application of black on black. When their digit stopped, they dotted one more thing before pulling their claw away. Dinger thought to ask what that had been about until she felt her body shake violently. Wel's desires, their thoughts, their hunger that they had left in that ink cracked against her mind stronger than anything before. What she could feel ambiently had been nothing compared to this and it was as if they had written her a new passage in her existence. Pregnancy was a possibility, a very real possibility! And she trembled as they spread her legs and eased themselves back inside of her. Wel looked at her with a small smirk as if they knew that the surprise was coursing through her and she returned the expression, wrapping her legs around them. If what they did was true then she would accept it and see how far they were willing to go.

Just one thrust showed her how far that was as Wel brought themselves nearly all the way in. Wel curled an arm around her body while the other hand grabbed onto her chest to squeeze firmly as their hips began to move again. Her own hips pushed to theirs as she felt the pressure mounting in her body again from the crash of sensations she had just felt. The mark of their ink still burned at her chest but it was a lovely sensation that anchored her even further. Wel then let go of her chest, wrapping both arms around her body as they leaned forward to slam down into her again and again, her tail and their tail twisting together as Wel's knot popped inside of her. A torrential amount of seed began flooding her insides just as she felt her climax hitting her. Each shot of cum was enough to make her just a bit fatter, Dinger's body trembling as she breathed out a moan only to be silenced by Wel's lips. The gush of heat was enough to make her feel like she was already expecting, the seed taking to her body and weighing her down again.

When Wel pulled their lips away from hers, they placed a claw where the ink had been drawn on her body and she grabbed onto their wrist and purred, "Wait for a bit. Leave it on."

Wel chuckled and placed their head on hers, "I see. Enjoyed the curse that much?"

"It was a surprise...I'm still not even sure what it did other than make me susceptible to your seed like that without a doubt. Is that what your ink does? Inject intent like that?" Dinger purred.

With a hum, the fox responded, "That is it in a way. You probably felt it stronger because your existence at times hinges on the perception and intent of others but I can remove it easily enough. For now, let's sleep."

Wel tugged their shaft out of her body causing her to tremble just a bit before she allowed them to help her up. She was brought to a cool room with a large bed and a few shelves containing a few odds and ends. As Dinger laid on the bed, she almost immediately fell asleep, a dreamless slumber taking her. In the morning, Wel awoke and sat up on the bed, stretching and looking from side to side while scratching their head. When they noticed that Dinger wasn't there they assumed that it must have been quite the dream...And yet, they were still sticky in certain places so they couldn't be sure of that. Ah well. Yesterday had been quite the ordeal and a sweet dream was more than enough to make up for it. Wel felt recharged and ready for another day of existence but before they got up they froze, the sound of giggling touching their ears. They turned their head a few times until the giggling came again. With a small smile, they brought their tail to their front where they saw two green eyes peering at them from the inky portions of their tail. Dinger slowly appeared from their tail, settling on the bed with her sizable chest on their lap and one of her hands reaching between her breasts to grab onto their sheathe.

"Good morning," Wel said with a quirked brow.

It didn't take long for their shaft to grow, Dinger's other hand squeezing on one of her breasts to bring it up and down against Wel's member, "Good morning to you too. Figured I might play a trick on you. Saw that you removed that ink from me and figured I'd stick around just a bit more at least to say bye, or to decide that I'd like to pester you some more."

Wel purred as their cock poked out from between the odd cat's cleavage that felt like it was shifting from liquid soft to simply plush, "And you'd like a chance to experience new things with me?"

She pouted, cheeks puffing up a bit as she stroked a bit faster, digits squeezing a little bit harder around their shaft, "Oh, you're no fun when it comes to that kind of thing. You can take lucky guesses all you want but I'm left to figure things out with a sudden rush? Usually, it is the other way around!"

They placed a hand on her cheek, brushing a thumb through the fur as they muttered, "Sorry about that kitten, I'll try to be more expressive while you're sticking around."

If she blushed, they couldn't tell but her eyes narrowed a bit and her ears pulled back as she looked away but kept her hand moving. Not a word was uttered from her mouth and Wel only chuckled while feeling their first orgasm of the day getting ever so closer. It was with one more push that warm cum began to pool from the tip of their cock directly between the odd cat's chest. It kept on firing off until a shot of cum blew from between her breasts and struck her along the cheek causing her ears to raise up high as she shut her left eye and tilted her head. Another shot painted her cheek again but she closed her mouth over the spot the cum was escaping and drank down the rest of it.

When she pulled her mouth away and her chest, her breasts were sticky with cum, and with a small smile she asked, "Got a shower?"

Wel placed a hand on her head and ruffled what counted as her hair before getting up to lead her to the shower. Whether this creature existed or not, Wel certainly enjoyed her presence.