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The young man had lived a hard life as showed in his face. He was only in his mid-twenties but his sunken eyes and stress lines he had acquired made him look forty for the strain and toll life had taken on him.

He was an unfortunate young man having had no supportive parents and friends throughout his childhood and bullied on a daily basis, was convinced the world was out to get him. And when his only supportive family member, his brother died after been shot during a bank robbery, he could no longer afford the apartment he found himself sharing with him and out onto the streets. "Hey loser, why don't you go home crying to your mama? Oh that's right...THEY DON'T CARE!" a crowd of youths mocked as they strode on by in a gang.

He huddled into a street corner as one spat at him, laughing unpleasantly as they left. It was the near future and a lot of people were in a similar situation to what Chris found himself in. Unemployed, seeking shelter wherever they could or otherwise getting by, by whatever means they could. "Get out of here you bum!" a man shouted as he came out of his shop to find him huddled up to it for shelter as a thunderstorm fast approached. Before he could even defend himself the shop owner started kicking and threatening to call the cops as Chris quickly fled.

Just as he thought he had found relative safety a thunderstorm broke out and the rain poured down on him, drenching Chris to the bone in a cold downpour. "Could life possibly get any worse?" he said miserably as he trudged in a random direction in the rat hole of a town he was in. He never stayed too long in a place as he was likely to be stabbed or beaten up but he had to come back to his home town after he had falsely been misled by a stranger claiming to know his uncle had passed away and left him a house in his will. However, during his travel back to his home town he had lost him and could only assume he had been played on.

During his aimless wanderings he finally fetched up at a place he had not been to in years, it was his uncle's house and indeed it did seem rather empty and foreboding with the dark windows. "I...guess...he really did kick the bucket huh?..." Chris trailed off, where he wasn't his most favourite of people he had always enjoyed his visits to his uncles moderate-sized house at the back end of town where the buildings became fewer and less clustered. He had always felt safer, as though there was a barrier between him and the rest of the cruel world.

Running a hand over the smooth wood of he lamented on some of the times he had spent with him and how he never wanted to leave the house back to the grotty flat and abusive mother. His father had always been a coward and had run away; he was quick to beat him up as a child but never outdid his wife for been sheer evil.

Chris couldn't help but smile at the thought of been left this house to himself, it would just be too ironic back in his home town. Of course, both his parents were in jail now and hopefully never see freedom for a long time, but the town still had memories he would rather leave behind.

"I wonder if...?" Chris checked underneath the old and dirty welcome mat to see if his uncle had hidden the key there for him to find. No such luck as he cursed, did his uncle pass away without leaving anything for him then?

Getting ready to turn away as his mood started to become as gloomy as the weather, something caught his eye. A wooden panel had been nailed differently. Could just have been coincidence or maybe...

Grabbing hold of the wooden panel, he heaved and grunted as much as he could, it was loose and with every tug it became even looser until eventually the panel tore free with splintering wood. Crying out as a thick splinter wedged itself in his hand; he quickly muffled himself lest anyone hear him.

As tears streamed from his eyes at the pain and he gave muffled sobs, he looked through blurry eyes at what was beneath the panel. His eyes going wide he saw a case, managing to remove the splinter from his hand very painfully and leaving bits of wood in the injury he managed to get the case open with his good hand. His breath caught in his chest as he saw what was in it, inside was a single document of a will and a key and a brown envelope. Luckily he was sheltered by an overhanging roof so the envelope wouldn't get damaged by the weather.

Opening the envelope he had to supress a scream of joy as inside he found a cheque for £10,000. On the will with a trembling hand he read "Dear Nephew. If you are reading this then I have passed away and my illness has got the better of me. I want to keep my will as secretive as possible so I have entrusted it to just one friend to seek you out. He doesn't approve of my decision and I know there are times we have not got on, but I have always treasured you in my own secret way and is why I brought evidence before my death about the abusive nature of your parents". At this point Chris had to dry his eye, not from pain but from emotion, he had no idea his uncle had cared so deeply for him as he gathered himself to continue. **"In here as I'm sure you have found is the key to my house and my life's savings. It may seem a lot but it isn't. If you spend it wisely I reckon you will last a year, maybe two but I recommend you find a way of income. And also...take care of Sheela.

From your beloved uncle, Gary"**

"Sheela? I didn't know he had a pet but...then again he wouldn't let anyone see him for a year until..." Chris felt tears forming anew in his eyes as he realised what his uncle had done. He had wanted to spare him further pain by cutting himself off. "But...if he had a pet it would be dead by now...or nearly dead" he said to himself as he inserted the key into the lock and turned it with a click.

Stepping into the old home he was immediately hit by a strong wave of staleness as he quickly took a step back out the door and gasped in some air. It may stink in the city but no-where near as bad as inside the moderate-sized house. Chris stood outside the house with the door flung wide open to let the place vent itself a little, drawing curious stares from some locals passing by, wondering probably what a tramp like him was up to.

Entering again he closed the door before flinging the grimy windows open on the bottom floor to vent the place. Taking a look around Chris noticed that it was all very dusty but not dirty...or even mouldy really as he would have expected from such a place. It was then that he heard a growl and movement from a room further in, causing him to freeze "hello, is anyone there?" he said with a slight tremor in his voice.

Getting no reply he pressed on as quietly as possible as he looked around the house, keeping and ear and eye open for anything odd or dangerous.

Heading to a room that had a waft of something familiar assaulted him, smelling a lot like one of those stray animals you found on the street as he approached a room with an odd sign on the door of a paw. It was without a door handle and seemed to look as though it was designed to open either way.

Stepping in cautiously he suspected this was where his uncle's pet was and expected to find a depressing site of the poor animal. He was therefore unprepared when a tiger pounced on him with a roar. "MASTERRR!!" The tiger screamed out loud in a somewhat feminine voice as Chris let out a high pitched scream as he was tackled and pinned before having a warm, wet rough tongue lap at his face.

And then it was gone, the weight pinning him vanished as the tigress got off of him and said in a sullen voice "you're...not master" she said with a growl creeping into her voice as she realised it was a stranger. "Who are you?" she said, putting on an intimidating display, not that it was needed as Chris was just about peeing himself already.

"C...Ch...Chris!" he stammered as he tried to collect himself. (Oh shit oh shit, it's a Dray) Chris thought to himself in panic. Dray's were Cloned extinct animals and given human like intelligence that usually only rich people could afford as they cost so much money. They had been conceived of by a scientist called Drake Burray who was nick named Dray for short. They called his creations Dray's after his nick name.

"You...you're Chris?" the Dray Tigress said to Chris as she got off of him "my most humble apologies master" she said, looking meekly away from him.

"M-master?" Chris said in astonishment at the title she had just given him.

"Yes, master said that if he ever something happened to him then Chris was to be the next master of the house" she said with a respectful bow at him.

"Uhh...h-how in the world did you survive this long without food and water? And more to the point how did uncle have so much money?" Chris said in sheer confusion now.

"Master was always quite wealthy but master was saving his money for someone he said was more deserving of it. Now you are the heir to that money" she said as Chris thought back to the money in the case.

"Well it's a good amount but hardly makes him, er made him wealthy" he said as he tried to piece things together.

Shaking her head in the manner of a human Sheela growled softly "no, that was just part of it, the rest is for me to decide to give you. Only I know where the rest of the money is hidden and you have to prove to me you are worthy of masters wealth" she said, staring at Chris with an eye that was surprisingly full of intelligence past the feral, fierce looking appearance of her form.

Thinking that asking how much money there was been a bad way to start trust off, he decided that would probably be a bad way to start things off. Instead he asked "how have you...survived this long on your own?" Chris said before his eyes widened as she flexed her front paws in the manner of a humans movement.

"We were imbued with some human cells and genetic engineering has allowed us to cope with that and allow us to do certain tasks if needed or look after ourselves in a way our cousins wouldn't be able to. My master left a good amount of food that allowed me to live this long".

Chris knew next to nothing on Drays so he nodded with some wonder as it sunk in what he was been told. Of course it made sense but it was still a startling revelation in one that at first looked so animalistic. Staring at her, he had never seen a tiger in life since they had become extinct a few years ago, and now he wasn't near wetting himself from fright, Chris stared in awe at her beautiful white furred coat. "Yes, is there something the matter Chris?" Sheela asked him as she stared into his pale eyes with her ice blue orbs.

"Um...n-nothing, nothing at all Sheela" Chris swallowed as he picked himself up before crying in pain, clutching and looking at his still bleeding hand from the large bit of wood that had pierced it.

Walking up to him and sniffing, Sheela said "we need to get that sorted, otherwise it could prove quite deadly" and without waiting for Chris's consent she began licking his hand.

Drawing it away in a startled fashion, his eyes went wide as Sheela reached out with a forepaw and grasped his hand to stop him. "Our saliva is antiseptic and will help heal your hand, my teeth can pull out the splinters but it will be painful" Sheela said as she lapped and worked at Chris's hand with her rough, wet tongue and gently but still painfully pulled the splinters out.

Wincing at first, Chris found that her tongue was actually soothing the pain and making it less painful and had a pleasing quality to the tongues roughness. "S-Sheela...thank you, that feels so nice" he said before he could stop himself from saying it.

Sheela stopped and stared at Chris and gave something akin to that of a feline version of a smile. "You are my new master now so it is my duty to look after you and take care of you" she said as she went back to his injured hand.

Chris smiled and thought about this should how a mother should be. He reached out a hand and rubbed her furred head, making her rumble in contentment, sending vibrations down her tongue and tickling his hand, making him laugh, something he hadn't done in a good long while.

**********

A few days later on, Chris got down to business as the house needed a bit of doing up which cost Chris more then he thought at £3000. "Next is the business of you" he said as he bade her to follow him to the bathroom.

"What are you going to do master?" Sheela asked somewhat nervously, eyeing the tub.

"What I am going to do is give you a bath" he said as he brought out a bottle of shampoo specially made for her type.

"N-no, that's okay master, I really don't need one..." she began as Sheela began backing out of the bathroom until Chris commanded her to stop which she felt obliged to do as commanded albeit reluctantly.

"You do so need one, you may look clean but you smell just a bit. And as your new master now, I want to look after you" Chris said as she hopped into the tub with some encouragement from him. Running the water, Sheela blanched at it first of all before wriggling her paws in the water as it ran warmer, letting loose a slight rumble which Chris took to be the tiger version of a purr.

After ladling water and getting her well wet he then squirted a good bit of shampoo all over her fur and began rubbing her down, minding his poorly hand that was still healing but better thanks to Sheela.

Through the washing, Sheela gave an almost constant rumble of pleasure as he washed her all over and then rinsed her down before drying her. Through all of this she seemed to be very alert as to what he was doing and judging him.

Chris hastened to get a towel as his cheeks flushed slightly at her gaze, trying to reassure himself that what he was feeling right now was just the pressure of having her judging him. But then why did his heart flutter instead of pound in his chest?

Rubbing her dry which took no time thanks to a special kind of hair dryer for her kind, Chris couldn't help running his hand through her silken white fur, stopping as a moan threatened to escape at the feeling.

"Master, is everything alright?" Sheela said with a quizzical look at him, wondering as to what he was doing.

"Wha...uh yeah, yeah sorry Sheela, I...spaced out for a moment there" Chris fumbled apologetically at her. "Now then, umm...I need to try and use my money to try and get myself fit for a job next, can't rely forever after all on my uncles money" Chris said as he hurried on out with Sheela smiling knowingly.

"Hmm, yes, master was right, he is cute underneath all of that self-doubt and nervousness and he is even cuter now he has some nice clothes and is clean" Sheela said with a light growl of longing. Chris also had less signs of age, looking younger now he had a few days decent rest and shelter without living in fear of others looking to push him from where he was.

**********

Over the next few months Chris had attended a few lessons for what he was passionate about, stories. Writing them to be more precise as he had always been fascinated in stories as a child and with a good imagination to go with it he was soon on with his first book. Only problem was that he had no drive for what the market was going for currently and he was building quite a mountain of paper with the bags he had filled of failed stories.

Sitting down and sighing with his latest failure Sheela nuzzled his hand in worry as he was becoming increasingly stressed out.

The tiger Dray had grown quite fond of her new master and he had been so much more adventurous then her last master with his walk due to not been in declining health. And he had expressed such happiness when some thugs had tried picking on him and taking his 'stolen' Dray, only Sheela taught them a nasty lesson. The matter was cleared up when they was reported after he showed his uncles will and documents, and that was an end to that. Chris had given Sheela an extra helping of raw beef that day and seemed to start saying something before he caught himself. She also hadn't missed the signs that he thought of her more as a pet and she would be too happy to oblige when her heat struck...which was tonight. "Master Chris... you should just rest and take a break right now" Sheela said with a concerned nuzzle of his hand.

Stroking her white and black striped furred head Chris sighed before rubbing between her ears where he knew she liked it, bringing a contented rumble from her. "I know girl it's just that...well I know you are bound by your word to my uncle Gary, even in after his death to not reveal where the rest of the money is but because of that I need to get a story written out to start earning some money back in. And it has to be a good story, not something that is okay or passable, understand?"

"I know but...maybe if you take a break then you will find inspiration...please master?" Sheela said with a tug on his sleeve with her mouth, careful not to rip the fabric with her teeth.

"Will you pack that in?" Chris said crossly at her "Otherwise I will..." he stopped as he realised he sounded somewhat like his father when he got violent, and that was something he wanted to avoid as much as possible, been like his father. "Sigh, I'm sorry girl, okay I'll take a break with you" he said as he got up, only for Sheela to nudge him so he fell on top of her furred back.

"No master, let me carry you, I have something for you" Sheela growled with something that could almost be lust under her growl, making Chris wonder as he gripped hold of her and let her carry him through. To his surprise she didn't carry him to the living room, but instead kept on going. "Sheela, where are you...?" but he was left in silent surprise as she told him to be quiet. This was as much unlike her as he had ever seen and could also see and feel through the muscled, furred body that she was tense about something.

The house had no upper floor but made up for that with the house been big enough to put a fair few two floored houses to shame for space. As Sheela entered his bedroom, Chris felt his heart beat loud in his chest as what she was probably implying by her actions dawned on him. "S-Sheela?" he gasped as she tipped him onto his bed before pouncing on him, pinning him beneath her furred and muscled body.

"Master...Chris, your uncle and my master who I am still tied to, never had me done so I could not have cubs. He said it was unfair to me if I was denied that but I was only a year old then and still not fully mature but...now I am and I'm in heat" Sheela said, nuzzling Chris in a very friendly way, a strange tone to her voice.

Chris heaved at her in a futile way as she weighed 20 stone and nearly all of that was muscle. "Sheela...I-I order you to get off of me" Chris said, using the command usually used to order her about when needed.

"I do not see you fully as my master, you have yet to earn that and...and your scent. I find it so alluring, you smell like my master and not, of something else that excites me too" Sheela said with her eyes seeming to become slightly cloudy.

"S-Sheela, you rape me and I could have you put down" Chris said in as serious of a manner as he could. It had the desired effect as she got off of him but he felt like a monster from the look she gave him of mixed wanting and hurt.

Getting shakily off of his bed he followed after her into her room. It was designed with her type in mind so she could open the door both ways for ease of access. "Sheela..." Chris said quietly and saw her busy licking at her privates. She was that engrossed in her work and letting out pleasured moans that her sensitive hearing didn't pick his voice up.

Getting closer to her, he could hear the slurping and squelching noises as she worked that rough tongue over her pussy, he could make out her pleasured growls but mixed in was also a faint lonely tone to it. "Sheela" Chris said in a louder tone, snapping her out of her pleasured workings.

"What do you want...master? You hate me don't you now? I-I'm sorry, I was just..." Sheela gave a low grunt as she gave a tigers variation of crying. "I don't know what I was hoping, I wanted you to breed me, I wanted to feel you in me as I have come to like you more than as a master" Sheela said in that same grunting tone of a tiger crying. "I know I can't give you the rest of my old masters wealth, I am still tied to that vow but...I want to see you do well. The things you told me you had to endure, the suffering you went through and the kind man you are, I just want you to be happy".

Chris just stood there with his jaw hanging slack, he had never heard about this side of Dray relations at all, and neither had other Dray owners Chris bet. Unsure of what to say or do, he reached a hand out, stopping when he saw Sheela wince as though expecting a blow. "You know I am not like that silly" Chris chastened her before gently stroking a rounded ear.

Hearing her give a light rumble, Chris smiled but was unsure as what to do now. He honestly found Sheela a lovely white tigress Dray but...to make love? "What do you see when you look at me master?" Sheela growled lightly to him, staring through half lidded eyes.

"A beautiful Tigress is what I see" Chris said with a smile, before that melted away as he saw a hurt look on her face.

"Is...that all, just a tigress, nothing else?" Sheela said with that same moaning quality in her voice that was her kind's way of crying.

Chris stared again, trying to figure out what she wanted of him until he put it all together. She had come to think of him as a potential mate and wanted him to see Sheela as the same. Thinking back to when she had called him by name rather than master seemed to confirm that with the tone she had done it in. Looking back at the angle she was sitting at, he noticed that feline pussy, just below the anus that glistened with her juices and from here, smelled nothing at all like he thought it would. It smelled strangely appealing to his nose with being so close to her like this.

"Sheela...I can't give you cubs or a family you understand that? Why do you want me, can't I take you to a breeding centre instead if it is cubs you want...mmhh?" he mumbled, startled when she raised her head and began lapping lovingly at his mouth.

"I...don't...care" she growled at him, putting emphasis in her words "I just want you to be happy and be successful and...I love you, Chris" she rumbled as she rested her heavy head on his shoulder.

Licking his lips that had suddenly gone dry, Chris tried to think of a way to deny how he felt, how would society view him or them if it was found out? He felt her head leave his shoulder, turning his head he met her eyes, those same captivating ice blue eyes and that beautiful white furred face that held his attention so much. Chris sighed, finally running out of reasons to say no as he opened his mouth slightly, probing his tongue at her white furred muzzle. "Open your mouth" he instructed her, slipping his short human tongue into her massive mouth that seemed to swallow his.

Sheela's eyes went wide at this action before letting forth a happy rumble and slipping her rough tongue into Chris's mouth too. Chris winced at first as her tongue was really too big for his small human mouth, having to ease it into his mouth before he relaxed and suckled, revelling in how it felt, to have his mouth stuffed with her tongue and the taste of her.

Sheela growled in a pleasured way, vibrating her tongue in Chris's mouth and making him moan into her muzzle. They was both amateurs at this as they had little to no experience with love making/mating other than a brief affair Chris had with a quite unattractive girl when he got desperate. But this...this felt right, but what did that make him? A sicko? Mentally wrong? He wasn't sure what to make of it but knew it felt right and unsure how he should feel of such a revelation.

In the end though, Chris began to gag a little with the amount of tongue in his mouth and had to pull free. Panting slightly from what they had just done, his face turned a slight shade of red upon realising Sheela was looking somewhere in particular. It seemed that it wasn't just Sheela been aroused as Chris was sporting a good sized erection in his pants. "Sheela, please I..." Chris said as his heart began to pound in his ears at what he was feeling.

Sheela however was not going to let him back down now as she turned around and presented her furred pussy to him. "Please, don't back off...not now" Sheela rumbled deeply with lust, her eyes taking on a somewhat cloudy look again.

Backing up into him, Chris got his first ever close up of her pussy as he had never dared to invade her privacy too much, thinking on how he would not like such attentions. Now though, he could appreciate the modifications on a Dray's body as her pussy had a distinctly more human pussy look to it than that of a normal felines privates. Inhaling her musky smell he flicked his tongue out to taste her wet pussy, gasping slightly as to the taste he found. It was just simply intoxicating, was this why males where drawn to a female? He couldn't blame them if they was as it was a heavenly taste and made his own mind dull as her heat scent seemed to take a hold of his mind, despite him been human.

Arching her tail and thrusting her rear into Chris's face, she turned round and slowly began working at removing his pants with a forepaw and muzzle. That caught up was he in his attentions to her that he did not notice to begin with until he felt his legs slightly bare and stopped to see Sheela stripping him. "Sheela, wh-what?" Chris began until she hushed him with another lick to his mouth.

"Chris, please let me just take care of you, you have already done so me and I want you to feel good" Sheela said, her furred striped sides heaving as she began breathing heavily, feeling the need to mate nearly overwhelming thanks to the attentions from her master's tongue. "Please...don't stop Chris" Sheela said, yet again using his name which made Chris wonder if that was because she was seeing him as a mate rather than master.

Feeling his member stretch the fabric of his pants, Chris began breathing heavily himself as he felt his doubts fade with the pleasure beginning to flood his body. That and how he secretly wanted this pushed him past his concerns, going back to licking at that furred feline pussy, digging his tongue in a little more, causing Sheela to flatten her ears and throw her head back in a pleasured growl to the feeling.

Successfully getting his pants round his ankles, Sheela wrapped her long, striped tail round his neck gently after Chris had taken his shirt off, letting it rest on his shoulders and letting him feel the fur on his bare shorlders. Chris flushed at the sensations this sent and the thought of feeling that furred body on his bare skin mad his fleshy rod stand at full erection finally, a little pre beading the tip.

Sniffing his maleness, Sheela gave a growl that sounded almost hungry before flicking her rough tongue lightly over the tip, rumbling in a pleased manner at the taste.

Chris cried out at the feelings this shot through his body as his sensitive tip was assaulted by the rough texture of Sheela's tongue. "Sheela...a-anymore and I think I might...ahh!" he cried, nearly falling over as Sheela bumped her rear into his legs.

"Please then...Chris, mate with me now" Sheela growled, looking at him through cloudy blue eyes.

Nodding in a numb manner as his heart turned from a roar into a thundering noise in his ears, letting the white tigress Dray get into a good enough position for their mating. Bending over her, he felt the soft striped, white fur tickle his skin and rub sensually along his thighs and body. "Rr-ready?" Chris shuddered before gasping loudly, feeling his tip entering her feline pussy, the thought of the play on words would have made him chuckle if he wasn't so caught up in the electrifying feelings of him being inside her.

"Chris...are you...ready to...begin?" Sheela said through pants as her body felt like it would set aflame from the sensations rolling through her engineered body.

As though in answer, Chris pulled back as though drawing out, making Sheela growl at the thought if he was backing out now of all times. She grunted in surprise then, when Chris thrust back into her with enough force to rock her furred body slightly. "That...answer enough?" Chris said hotly with his mouth open and panting with a grin on his face to her.

Growling her happiness they began thrusting, taking it slowly with both of them having little experience on love making/mating. Chris moaned with each slow inward and outward thrust into her heating tunnel, her tail wriggling and jerking, tickling round his shoulders where it was still wrapped like a scarf round and making him give the odd laughing moan as he made love to this wonderful tigress. The feel of that smooth, thick fur on his naked body was heaven and could have just lay on her back all day, but perhaps just as pleasing was the feel of her muscles rippling beneath her fur, bringing a further flush to his cheeks as to the power that Sheela held. If she chose to, she could very easily hurt or kill him but instead, she was his lover and also, he knew he would not want for another female after tonight.

Sheela was enjoying herself as much as her head was arched and gave off constant loud, heated grunts, her ears flicking and claws tearing at the mattress on the floor she used to sleep on in her room.

Shuddering as he felt his balls tense up for release, Chris pounded her with shorter, faster strokes. Wrapping his warms tightly round her furred neck, feeling his arms sink through that wonderfully soft fur he panted "oh S-Sheela". The white furred tigress Dray growled and seeming to attempt a response but seemed incapable as all that came out was a loud grunting sound.

Another minute like this of passionate love making and they both hit their peak together, Chris burying his face in her neck fur and Sheela letting out a piercing roar as she climaxed, feeling her walls milking her mates/masters shaft lovingly. Crying out in sheer pleasure, Chris grabbed hold of the nape of her neck with his small human mouth as best he could, more out to stifle his cries that were matching almost the volume of Sheela's roars as he filled her with his seed. Shuddering and twitching Chris's member was constantly stimulated by that hot kitty tunnel as though it couldn't get enough of him.

Another five minutes passed with them together like this, giving off low moans and growls as they slowly wound down from their peaks. Sliding off of Sheela, Chris panted, trying to get his breath as Sheela looked upon him with loved filled blue eyes. Chris was confused though, how should he feel? He had just made love to a tigress, so should he be feeling shame, guilt? Looking at her face he knew how he should feel though, happy and content as she laid down beside him, keeping him warm and safe. "Thanks you master, that was really wonderful" Sheela rumbled lightly, her furred head resting on his chest to stare at him with those same, loving ice blue eyes.

"What happened to...Chris?" he said, trying to focus or staying awake with her.

"Oh, that. Sorry master, I didn't mean..." she was cut off as Chris lightly held her muzzle with a kiss on her muzzle lips.

"I rather you call me Chris, and not master okay then?" he said smiling tiredly but happily.

"Okay...Chris" Sheela said, falling to sleep with a happy rumble, nuzzling his head lovingly before joining him in sleep.

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The next 12 months were very eventful to say the least as news got round of events with news getting around of Chris's and his Dray's mating. They had mated almost daily, with Chris been happy to take care of his Dray's needs until her heat passed. It was a month later on though that he found out that she was actually pregnant with his child.

After he had got over from the shock of the revelation of this he had immediately called for a trip to the Dray clinic to have her scanned to be sure. And sure enough, there was indeed a little baby of some description forming in her womb.

This sparked a number of events between them been taken for research by the Dray breeders, only to find out that when professor Dray made his creations, they had more in common with human DNA than first thought of.

The public was split into two minds at hearing this revelation with there been one group disgusted as to the idea and of the mind it was bestiality and sick. Whereas the other group was more inclined to think of them as potential lovers and even better than a human lover as a Dray never left its masters side and was a fully devoted lover. Plus, they sparked the argument of what made it bestiality if they had roughly the same intelligence as humans did and could talk as well as have babies with them?

In the end it was Chris who managed to change most of the public's minds that were against such couplings by publishing a novel on human and Dray relations and his daily life. This eventually became a best seller and started his career as a writer, as well as making him more than worthy for the rest of his uncles money, which he donated part to various causes and part to ready them for the future as theirs was going to be the first ever Dray/human born baby.

When their child/cub was born, practically half the world's eyes had been on them. The birthing had been quite trouble free really and painless much to both of their relief. It turned out that their child was a perfect combination of them both, being of a human shape but having slightly more rounded ears, a tail and short white fur with black stripes through it as well as having vaguely tigerish features such as slightly more rounded in the face and having sharper than normal nails. It was still too early though to tell exactly how much was Dray and how much was human.

Chris had also begun studying in depth of Drays in general, wanting to know as much of them as he could now to better provide and support what he had fallen in love with now. Walking into his home after another tiring press conference, he walked in quietly and smiled warmly as he saw his child suckling at her mother's teat. "Don't ask" Chris said as he caught that look, indicating Sheela was about to ask how his day had been. "Let's just say, I wish I didn't have to go to some of these meetings".

"Well, you did start something Chris and you have to except what comes with it, you can't say you're sorry for the results I'm sure though?" Sheela said in a purring kind of way.

"Hey, you are responsible too but do I see you been dragged out for meetings?" Chris said in a teasing fashion, stroking a white, furred ear, bringing a rumble of contentment from Sheela.

"Well, maybe they should then?" she purred "We need to be given better rights now we are closer to humans then they first thought".

"You are right Sheela, and we have set a trend now as more than half of the Dray owners are breeding with theirs, so we need to work on making a future for our offspring to live happily in" he said, lying next to his beloved's thick fur and cuddling her from the back. Yeah, things were definitely better now, that was for sure!