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Note: this story is set in the Pokegirls universe, it may be a bit confusing unless you go do some (minimal) reading. Link can be found here: http://www.angelfire.com/mn3/pokegirls/main.html

Click on the 'pokegirl world pokedex' link at the bottom, from there it's fairly easy to find what you want. I mention the breeds of the 'girls in the narrative, but if you want to know and look them up ahead of time (which I reccommend) they are as follows: Jen, Candy Catgirl; Maddy, Growltit; and Claire, Electrocat.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, if I did own anything I'd be making money off it and wouldn't be selling myself into indentured servitude to pay for a college education. Don't read this if you're underage in your country/province/state or if you don't want to read explicit material, as this story contains plenty of it.

The Pokegirl files, number one:

The Baker's Birthday

The plight of the baker in the modern world is a sad one, machines have taken over the business and replaced most of the people who once practiced the noble art of bread making, even after the Revenge War decimated humanity it is only in the simplest and most remote settlements that don't have the capacity to mass produce bread; thus he local baker is something that is rarely seen nowadays, and then only in the aforementioned small towns, where they are just as much a tourist attraction as they are a real institution of the community.

On this day, in a small town in the Ruby league, one of those bakers is just returning to his bakery. His name is (appropriately) Aiden Baker, he is five foot eleven, his hair and his eyes are both the same color: mud brown. He isn't particularly well built, though he has the arms of a man who has been kneading dough every day for thirteen years, he does not have many distinguishing features either, he is not ugly, nor is he handsome. He's the sort that blends into the crowd wherever he goes.

Aiden has just returned from a meeting with his family, his car broke down half an hour from his house/bakery in the middle of town, the tow truck took an hour to arrive, the weather was cold and rainy, and he had to walk from the only garage in the town back to the bakery where he lived and worked. It is also his birthday. He is not having a good day.

'Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking rain, stupid fucking family...' I brooded stormily as I walked in the front door of the shop; only to be aurally assaulted by the sound of Clive Hunter's four year old absolutely screaming because he wanted a lollipop. 'And a spoiled brat. My day is complete.'

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"Hey Aiden." Mike Carpenter chirped, he was one of the employees of the local Pokecenter; they order in bulk from me and he's the guy who picks up the orders. He was drinking coffee on his way out the door, I could see the completed order form on the ever present clipboard tucked under his arm.

He made a habit of buying a coffee and a pastry for the trip back. I couldn't help but notice that he was totally dry, warm enough to have his shirt unbuttoned, and had a smart ass grin plastered on his face. I don't know if I ever hated him as much as I did right then. "How was your trip?"

"I'd rather not talk about it." I said as civilly as I could. The blonde oaf was pushing eight feet and looked like a stereotypical bouncer, big, muscled, and not-too-bright, a result of the mixed fighting, rock, and steel, pokegirl genes in his family. He was plenty intelligent, but unfortunately he had a nosy streak a mile long. Almost all small towners have it, his is worse than most though.

"That bad huh?"

"Like I said, don't want to talk about it." I said, dripping water onto my tile floor. Clive was trying to silence his brat, to no avail, and the tantrum was annoying the rest of my customers.

Almost all regulars today, residents of Pine Heights who were getting their bread for the week; the weather in early spring was too cold and unpredictable for many tourists to be here yet, so business was pretty slow normally, but it looked like all my repeat customers decided to come in at once. The brat wasn't helping much, if he didn't stop screaming soon I might have to ask him to leave.

Mona, the cashier, was heroically helping customers despite the fact that she should have had at least two other people behind the counter with her fielding orders and wrapping them. The three: Mona, Erica, and Bernard, are all local teenagers and the only employees I have. Mona's the oldest and she's saving up to go to college. Extremely reliable, great with people, and willing to work almost masochistic shifts; in other words: a model employee. She works very hard and I appreciate that a lot, I treat her damn well, she's earned it more than once. Erica and Bernard on the other hand...not so much.

Erica's a spoiled little princess I had only hired because her parents guilt-tripped me into it after they decided she needed a job while she waited to get discovered as the amazing modeling talent she just knew she was, and she had been rejected by every other employer she had crossed paths with. Blonde haired, blue eyed, pokedex semi-permanently attached to one hand and sending messages, wore pink belly tops and short skirts whenever she was off duty, you know the type. They're ubiquitous.

Bernard's a dropout whose dreams of music stardom are hampered by him being singularly devoid of any musical skills. He dyes his hair a variety of colors, used gel to 'style' it, wore color changing contacts and pretended to write lyrics and music when he's on break, he also has a thing for fake leather jackets and torn jeans.

I had only hired Bernard because one of my previous employees had moved onto college and I was shorthanded. I sighed when I saw the situation and wondered where my non-human employees were, or rather where two of them were. Maddy the Growltit and Claire the Electrocat were technically security personnel, but they were really more like pets, and they could have taken over behind the counter.

Hell, Maddy probably could have shut up the wailing demon standing not twelve feet away from me. The last employee, Jen, the Candy Catgirl, was in the back, baking the sweet yeasty goodness that kept my business afloat; the smell permeating the shop told me that, the jazz guitar music wafting out of the back was also a tip off.

I went behind the counter, still soaking wet, and started helping Mona, much to her (somewhat wild-eyed) gratitude. I grabbed and sliced loaves, picked out pastries and placed them in bags, all the while making cheerful conversation with the customers and silently fuming when they jokingly brought up the meeting with my family. Sometimes I hate living in a tiny little town like this, everyone knows everyone else's business, and privacy is considered a mortal sin.

After a half hour or so (the young hellion screeching the whole time) I was still uncomfortably damp, getting a raging headache, and almost frothing at the mouth. I knew Erica and Brendan were supposed to be working, I go out of my way to make sure my employees have regular schedules. It's easier for everyone involved, and I know they were in here before I left this morning. By this time the crowd had dwindled to the point that Mona could handle things fairly well for a few minutes and I left to go find my delinquent probably soon-to-be-ex employees.

I looked behind the shop where they liked to smoke, not there. I looked in the break room, where they liked to smoke, not there. I looked in the bathroom, where they liked to smoke, not there. I looked in the kitchen, where they knew full well I would beat the shit out of them for smoking but I suspect smoked in their anyway, not there.

It wasn't until I followed my ears to the basement, more specifically a custodial closet, where I did find them. Engaged in very enthusiastic, very vocal sex; my blood pressure hit the roof. I had known Erica got around; being the only pureblooded human female in town gave her an appeal surpassed only by her large breasts, blonde hair, minimal intelligence, and predisposition to promiscuity (I swear the girl has some Vixxen in her somewhere, somehow).

I yanked the door open so hard it slammed into the wall and probably left a hole or a dent, but I was beyond caring. When that happened Erica screeched and frantically tried to grab her blouse, which was on a shelf above her, and Brendan whirled around, still totally naked, apparently they weren't using protection either.

"What the hell do you two halfwits think you're doing?!" I roared, I could practically feel the veins in my neck bulging. Erica tried to stand up so she could get her clothes back on, while Brendan just stared at me dumbly. "You two are supposed to be working! Mona is up there by herself, during the busiest part of the day! What were you thinking?!"

"H-hey, we're on break!" Brendan said, recovering his voice, and pulling up his pants, nearly castrating himself with the zipper in his haste. Unfortunately his reproductive organ survived. Erica was struggling to dress, in the cramped space of the closet and failing miserably, tears of embarrassment starting to fall down her cheeks.

"Wrong. Your break ended twenty minutes ago, and hers doesn't start for an hour!" I said, managing to lower my volume, but in no way diminishing my rage. "You two have both been a colossal pain in my ass since I hired you and this is it. I want you both gone, now."

"You can't-" I didn't even let Erica finish the sentence.

"I hired you." I spat, my tone adding the 'you fucking idiot' that I verbally didn't say. "You two crossed the line. You're done. Now get dressed and get out."

"Don't yell us!" Brendan said, rebellious teenagerdom coming out in full force. My vision flashed white and I started contemplating assault, if not murder.

"Don't start with me Brendan, you're ten seconds away from an ambulance ride to the ER. Now get out!" I roared, Erica slithered past Brendan and bolted up the hallway, blubbering the whole time. Brendan grabbed his shirt and ran out not too far behind her, stopping to shout something vaguely threatening once he was at the top of the stairs.

I closed the door to the closet and followed them at a much slower pace, when I got back to the main part of the store I found a lobby full of confused patrons staring at me; even the little hellspawn had stopped screaming. Once they saw how livid I was they all studiously turned away and started whispering to each other, the news would be known by the whole population within fifteen minutes. Mona gave me a fearful gaze and my anger quelled a bit, I mouthed 'tell you later' to her and opened the 'employees only' door that led to my private residence above the Bakery.

It was actually pretty nice, two bedrooms, one bathroom (well, two if you counted the downstairs one open to the public), and it had its own small kitchenette. I had taken over the business years ago from the previous owner, a Tamer-turned-Watcher named Damian, who was sterile. I had started working for him when I was thirteen, and had paid my way through culinary school by washing bowls, kneading dough, and eventually baking bread and making candy.

When Damian got older he asked me if I wanted to take over the place, it hadn't taken much thought on my part to say yes. It was a win-win situation: Damian got to retire and spend the rest of his days with his Starter, a Cunnydew who had been a part of his life since he was thirteen years old, and I got a career. Normally I loved it, except for days like this. I sighed wearily as I got to the top of the stairs, I was exhausted from yelling at my now ex-employees and from the rest of my abysmal day. I was wet, I was cold, I was starving, and I was just plain tired; and not just physically so, though I definitely was physically wiped out, I was mentally and emotionally drained.

All I wanted to do was take a long, hot shower and clamber into bed. As I mentally debated whether I was too tired to eat or too hungry to rest I finally noticed the sounds coming from the second bedroom, well at least I knew where my other employees were. Before I got to the door, it opened to reveal a smiling and panting Maddy, her red and black tiger striped fur matted down in some places with sweat, and her muzzle matted down with...other fluids. As she walked out she chuckled to herself.

"And they say cats and dogs can't get along." She mumbled as she wiped her muzzle with the back of her paw. I could barely summon the strength to roll my eyes, she and Claire got on...fantastically, shall we say.

"Hi Maddy. Don't tire Claire out too much, you two might have to man the counter for a bit." I said, still unable to decide whether I was more hungry or tired. Maddy gave me a worried look. Claire appeared in the doorway at this point, her bright yellow fur and feline muzzle were thoroughly messy as well, but she too was looking at me strangely.

"Something wrong boss?" She asked. I almost smiled, there's a Pokegirl for you. One minute having an energetic romp in the sack, the next minute, like it never happened.

"What's the matter?" Maddy wasn't as reserved as Claire was, she was actively looking me over for injuries. It's in her nature as a Growltit, and I love her for it, but now I was just too tired. I waved her off and replied.

"Sorry, I had the day from hell and I had to fire Brendan and Erica. I really need to get changed and get some rest." I leaned on the wall, the whole of the top floor was made of white pine, unstained. It looked like an old-school cabin, complete with pictures of nature scenes. It didn't make the most comfortable back rest but I really didn't care.

"Why did you have to fire them?" Claire asked.

"Oh, they completely neglected their schedules and left Mona alone during the busiest part of the day so they could go have a good fuck. Unprotected I might add." I Don't care what kinds of things my employees do when they're off the clock, but when you're on duty, I expect you to be at your station ready to go. Brendan and Erica's little escapade really pissed me off. If they were Pokegirls it would have been a different matter, even though Claire and Maddy were scheduled to work almost all night, I let them have a couple of breaks to sneak a quick taming in. They normally got their fill just before and just after their shifts, but occasionally they took that opportunity and I didn't fault them for it. Two regular humans on the other hand...

"They were...wait, how do you know it was unprotected?" Maddy asked. I tried to force my mouth into a wry smile; I only got as far as a grimace.

"I ended up getting a full frontal view." I said. "Not by choice."

"So that was the commotion a few minutes ago...."

"Yeah, I'll probably get some angry calls later, but I am so far beyond caring right now it isn't even funny." I said, surprising myself with a yawn. Okay, that tore it. Sleep first, then food. "I'm going to bed, or at least a long nap. See you guys later."

"Aren't you forgetting something Aiden?" Claire asked. I looked at her confused.

"Happy birthday boss." Maddy said quietly, her ears drooping. Oh, right. Birthday. That thing that comes once a year and is supposed to be a celebration, that's today isn't it?

"Oh, that...yeah, I guess I did forget. Ugh, I'll celebrate later." I said, but when I saw the looks on their faces I regretted it. They both think I'm a workaholic as it is, and this won't help things. I mentally sighed and gave them each a hug and a kiss, ignoring the taste of sex on their muzzles, not that I had the energy to respond to it anyway. "Thanks. I promise we'll do something fun, maybe not tonight, but tomorrow at the latest. I'm just too wiped out to do anything right now and I don't want to plan anything either."

"We'll hold you to that." Claire said, brushing my cheek with a paw. Clair, Maddy, Jen and I have been together for half my life. I got my Tamer's license when I was thirteen, Jen was my starter, but Clair and Maddy came soon after. They make my life worth living.

"You should take the day off tomorrow, sleep in. The weather is only supposed to get worse. We could all sit on the couch and watch cheesy movies all day." Maddy interjected, wrapping her arms around me and giving me a brief squeeze accompanied by a kiss on the cheek. That sounded...really good actually.

"I'll think about that." I replied as she let go. "Now I really gotta go take a shower and get to bed or I'm going to end up sleeping in the shower stall."

"Alright, go ahead. Oh, before I forget, Jen said she wanted to get you to herself later, just so you know." Claire said, just as she was turning to go back into the kitchen. I gave her an acknowledging nod and walked into the bathroom. I closed the door and turned on the hot water immediately, it took a while to heat up, and started shucking my clammy clothes directly into the basket. By the time I was done the temperature was perfect and I hopped in, wincing a little at the sudden jump in temperature, but the steaming water soon turned from uncomfortable to blissful.

I ended up staying in there a long time after I was done washing, a lot longer than I had intended, but it felt good. When I finally worked up the energy to shut off the water I belatedly realized I hadn't grabbed a towel. I grumbled about this as I got out of the shower stall and walked to the closet. After drying off I left the bathroom and went right to bed, not bothering with clothes. The wet ones were in the hamper already and it wasn't like any of my Pokegirls were unaccustomed to seeing me naked.

It was a cold walk to the bedroom, but that only made the red flannel sheets, white polar fleece blanket, and thick brown comforter all the better. I crawled under the covers feeling like the million year old man, unfortunately sleep just wouldn't come. I tossed and I turned, waiting to drop off, but nothing happened, my mind unintentionally replaying the events of my shitty day and keeping me awake; and then my stomach started to ache. Growling I got up and marched miserably into the kitchen after throwing on some sleep pants and a tshirt. Nothing was going to taste good to me, so I just grabbed some cheese and some bread from the bakery that hadn't sold fast enough and made a quick sandwich. After silencing the demands of my stomach I went back to bed, stripping the clothes off again, for comfort's sake.

I closed my eyes and listened to the rain pattering against the window, the curtain was drawn and the lights were out, so it was pitch black. Between the sound of the rain against the house and the smell of my Pokegirls that the sheets gave off I fell asleep in a matter of minutes. I woke up undetermined time later when Jen joined me. She tried to tell me something, but whatever it was I was too groggy to register it and my answer must have been sufficiently random to clue her into my sleep-addled state. She let the matter drop and settled in beside me. My last memory of the night was feeling her weight settle beside me on the mattress.

*The next day*

I woke up slowly and reluctantly, fighting it every step of the way. I faded in and out of consciousness for what had to be a few hours before lightning struck what had to be the next building over. The thunder was enormous. I could hear the windows rattle when it hit. I groaned miserably, I hated being startled awake like that and I really felt like shit: my head hurt, my throat hurt, and I had a full body ache. I looked around the room to see if anyone was with me, but I was alone.

When I glanced at the clock I knew why. Eleven thirty six. My alarm was supposed to go off at quarter to five. Ugh, what did it matter? I had some kind of flu, that was for sure. I shouldn't be working in this state, but with the Bakery down two workers I was going to be needed.

I was in the middle of getting dressed when the door opened, the sudden influx of light stabbed at my eyes painfully and I winced. I opened my mouth to talk but my throat was raw and a cough came out instead. The door closed, softly thank heaven, and then I felt a pair of paws land on my shoulders and spin me around gently. I ended up looking a worried looking Jen right in the feline face.

Her ocean blue fur looked black in the lack of light as she shushed me and held a paw against my forehead. It was totally unnecessary, I already know I have a fever, and I almost voiced that opinion, but my throat angrily disagreed with that notion. I spied a glass of water that had been set on the nightstand and gratefully picked it up, drinking a little to soothe my throat, then Jen put a couple of pills in my hand and I swallowed those too, eager for any relief I could get. The cool liquid moistened my mouth and throat enough to allow me to speak, if only in a painful rasp.

"How are things in the bakery? Is Mona holding down the fort?"

"It's closed." Jen whispered. "The weather got really bad overnight, a couple tornados touched down not too far from town and we're still under a severe thunderstorm warning. We were getting golf ball sized hail a few minutes ago."

"Great." I mumbled, I don't mind thunderstorms, not the normal ones anyway. The severe ones make me nervous though, and tornados scare me. Jen took the pants I was about to put on and led me back to bed. I sighed; there was no point in getting up anyway, not with the weather like this; so I let her tuck me in without a fuss.

Honestly, they can be ridiculous sometimes...not that I'm any better when one of them gets hurt. Though since they heal much faster than I do it doesn't happen often.

"I'll be right back. Are you hungry?"

"No, I'll get sick if I eat anything right now...but thank you sweetheart." I replied genuinely. I don't get sick often but when I do it tends to be hardcore, and every time it happens Jen, Maddy, and Claire are right there, making sure I eat, sleep, and take my medicine. I'm always touched, and this time was no different. When Jen came back a few seconds later, Maddy and Claire were, predictably, right behind her and before long the bed was very crowded. I smiled genuinely for what felt like the first time in days and did my best to touch each of them.

"You slept through your alarm, and the sirens." Maddy said worriedly. "We were scared for a while."

"I've got a flu of some sort, but I don't think I need to get to the doctor." I replied. I was getting pretty warm, there were four bodies on the bed which was barely big enough to fit us, even though Claire was practically laying on top of Maddy and Jen had an arm and a leg draped over me, and Maddy was warmer than normal because she was a fire type. The heat felt good though.

"Do you feel up to telling us what happened yesterday? Or do you want to sleep?" Claire asked. I winced at the memory and snuggled a bit closer to Jen.

"Oh, the usual. Mom's horribly disappointed that I went to culinary school instead of medical school and I should grow up and start a real career and so on and so forth. Dad shared her concerns with my lack of direction and pointed out how I was being 'outdone' by Kale, and how embarrassing it must be to be upstaged by my younger brother who has already interning at a hospital in the city and my sister was already starting a family with a reformed Tamer and they're having their second child and on and on and on." By the end I was smoldering with anger again. Mom and dad never agreed with my choice of profession, they thought it was feminine and they bemoaned my rebelliousness and how I never listened to them and I ignored their sage advice. It got old fast. Jen brought me out of my brooding with a kiss on the cheek.

"Why did you go to see them in the first place? You know they act like this every time you meet." She had a point, and I knew Claire and Maddy felt the same way.

"They invited me out to eat because it was my birthday, and because they had to talk about something serious with the whole family, so they invited Kale and Pam as well. Turns out they only invited them so the guilt trip would be more effective." I grumbled. Jen growled. She did not see eye-to-eye with my parents, none of us do. They aren't pureblood humans, not by a long shot, but they are decidedly anti-pokegirl and in their eyes my getting a license and having pokegirls is a betrayal to my species or some shit like that. The also think that having a 'menial' job is beneath a human. I opened my mouth to comment, but a coughing fit took me by surprise.

"You sound awful."

"I know...and thank you for watching out for me, it means a lot." I said, meaning every word.

"We'd never leave you high and dry." Maddy said, she was probably going to say something else but she was interrupted by another loud peal of thunder, which caused her to yelp. She hated loud noises. My heart rate spiked too. I gave Jen a kiss on the forehead when she buried her face in my chest. She was a domestic, and the ranch where she was born was destroyed by a tornado, so she really hates storms. Claire wasn't bothered in the least and she gave Maddy a squeeze to calm her down.

"Maybe we shouldn't be in here." Jen pointed out. She had a valid point, the window was right next to the bed, and if there was hail...

"Y-yeah." Maddy agreed. We laboriously untangled ourselves and stood up. Suddenly Maddy's suggestion from the previous night came to mind. The living room couch was pretty much dead center of the place, and far away from the windows, and if I was getting a day off I was going to make the most of it, sick or not.

"Hey, let's take the blankets and stuff out into the living room. We can do like Maddy said yesterday. We might not have tv, but we can still watch movies and cuddle." I said, thankful that I wasn't feeling quite as crappy as I had earlier, the pills couldn't have kicked in yet, but the TLC had.

"That sounds good." Claire said. "I'll go grab the blankets and stuff from the other bedroom."

"I got these." Maddy volunteered, glad for the distraction. I gave Claire a kiss on her way out, and was rewarded with a nuzzle and a purr. Then I turned to help Maddy, but Jen handed me some sleep pants and a long sleeved t-shirt before I could grab any bedding. I smiled at her thankfully and gave her a kiss too. She returned it for a second before breaking off.

"You're awfully touchy this morning. It's nice." She said as I dressed.

"I hate feeling alone when I'm sick, touch makes me feel better." I replied. Then I grabbed the pillows from Maddy, who was struggling with them while trying to keep a grip on the blankets as well. Jen grabbed the spare bedding from the closet and then we met Claire in the living room. We soon had a large pile of blankets and pillows in the middle of the floor and wasted no time making a nest out of it. This wasn't new to us; we did it from time to time during the winter, usually when we had some time and wanted to get some really hot and heavy group taming in. I curled with Claire as Maddy grabbed the remote and Jen disappeared into the kitchenette, returning a few seconds later with four bowls of soup on a platter. I recognized the smell as a batch of my own chicken noodle soup, I keep frozen batches on hand for times when I didn't want to cook dinner. She set the platter on the coffee table and handed out bowls, giving me a pointed look. I smiled as I accepted the bowl and patted the floor next to me, she sat down and pulled some extra blanket over our legs. I leaned back against the couch (and her) and started eating the soup, it was thick with shredded chicken and homemade noodles, and the broth was unctuous. It coated the back of my throat nicely, which was a welcome relief.

Turns out we could get cable after all, but the only decent thing on was a horror movie. Now, neither Jen nor I like horror movies, I don't like them at any time, and especially not when I'm sick because they can actually get me nauseous, and Jen just doesn't like them at all; but I managed to pull through without getting sick and since Jen could get a cuddle from any one of us when things got too bad she made it through. After that we watched some mediocre sitcoms, or they did. I ended up falling asleep for a couple hours, drifting close to wakefulness a few times, but normally flat out.

I was drifting in the pleasant state halfway between sleep and wakefulness, enjoying the way Jen was cuddling against me when Maddy found a stand-up comedian that got them all howling, and before long I was howling too. After that I felt up to eating the rest of the soup, not caring that it was cold. Laughter is the best medicine after all. After that there was really nothing else on, so we resorted to the dvd collection and ended up pulling out an old favorite, it was a police serial we had a few seasons of. The science and the legal bits on Pokegirl P.I. might get a bit questionable at times, but the writing and characters are top notch.

As we watched the show, we pointed out things we hadn't noticed before, argued over which points were realistic and which weren't, and in general paid more attention to each other than the tv. It was really nice actually. I ended up migrating to the center of our little huddle somehow, holding Maddy on my lap for a little bit, then Jen reclined on me, and then Claire snuggled with me. There was a lot of absent minded petting, of which I got my fair share as well. I've always been very affectionate, at least in private, and Jen in particular is very hands-on with me in return; so it wasn't really a strange occurrence to have her petting me like I normally petted her.

We made it through two episodes before we completely stopped paying attention to the television and turned it off, it was about five in the afternoon and the rain hadn't stopped at all. It was pitch black outside because of the clouds and I was beginning to wonder if there would be the danger of a flood. I put it out of my mind and decided to worry about it later, I was having too much fun. After we turned the tv off I pulled Maddy into my lap again and gave her a hug, nuzzling her shoulder.

"This was a great idea Maddy." I said, smiling as I took a deep breath, enjoying her scent. She hugged me back, it felt like being wrapped in an electric blanket set to stun.

"Thanks." She said. "We haven't all had a chance to really be together for a while now."

"Yeah." Jen agreed. "Not since...when, December?"

"January." Claire said. "On my anniversary. We set up like this and made a day of it, remember?"

"Oh, right. Well, either way it's been too long." Jen said, leaning over and kissing Claire on the cheek. Claire purred happily.

"Mmm, thanks, how 'bout another?" Claire asked. I quirked an eyebrow, Claire normally wasn't that forward. "What? I normally tame Maddy before our shift, it's a habit by now."

"I'm happy where I am." Maddy said from her perch on my lap.

"I wouldn't object to a little fun." Jen said, a smile spreading across her blue furred muzzle, her pink eyes starting to smolder. "But I think Aiden deserves something, he didn't get a birthday gift from any of us after all."

"Sorry, I'm not feeling up to anything energetic." I said regretfully, after so many years together we all know what makes each other tick, and when we put our minds to it we can have one another walking funny. It's sort of a game between us to see who can get their partner the worst, even though none of us are into anything rough.

"Would you like to watch?" Claire asked, we walked in on each other fairly often, but it wasn't intentional, so the thought made me a bit tingly.

"Go ahead." I said, leaning back and making room for them, Maddy giggled and leaned with me, careful not to squish me, I absentmindedly started petting the thicker patch of hair around her breasts and collar bone.

"Yeah, you two don't get to tame very often, this will be fun." Maddy said. It was true, she and Claire worked nights mostly, and Jen worked days, so there wasn't much cat-on-cat taming going on. Jen moved over and pulled Claire into an embrace, the vibrant blue of her fur contrasting with Claire's sunfower yellow nicely.

"She's right you know." Jen said as Claire planted a kiss on the side of her muzzle, right by the whiskers, causing Jen's ears to fold back in appreciation. "We don't get nearly enough time together."

"Mmmhmm." Claire replied, smiling as Jen's muzzle met hers in a long kiss. "I forgot how sweet you taste."

"Oh, I get sweeter than that." Jen said as she broke the kiss off. "But before we can go any further I think I need a little help getting into the mood."

"You seem in the mood already." Claire said, leaning in for another kiss, but Jen stopped her with a paw.

"I still think I need some help...maybe...cupcakes." A pair of iced cupcakes appeared on the coffee table with a burst of magic, Jen's Food Manifestation ability. Her unique physiology as a Candy Catgirl meant that sugar made her amorous, something she abused shamelessly in the bedroom. Claire laughed at the tasty development and grabbed one, carefully peeling the wrapper off and taking a small bite, careful not to spill any frosting.

"Vanilla, a bit boring for my taste, but whatever gets you going I suppose." She said, breaking off a piece and feeding it to Jen, who was panting a little by now. Maddy was watching avidly and gently pawing at her left breast. I helped her with the right one and kissed her when she looked at me curiously, I might not be feeling up to much, but I could help her get off.

"Mmm, yes, that will do nicely." Jen said, accepting another bite. Claire rolled her eyes, but played along, feeding Jen the cupcake one bite at a time. Jen accepted the confection gladly, hamming it up a little for the benefit of the audience; which, I can say with some authority, was enthralled. After she finished feeding Jen the first cupcake Claire took up the second one and pondered it for a second.

"You know, I'm feeling a little peckish myself, I think I'll need to have this one." She said, taking a bite.

"I wanted that!" Jen said playfully, reaching out for it only to have Claire bat her paw away with her tail.

"How badly?" She taunted.

"I want it bad." They were both playing up to the audience now, but that was fine with us.

"Well then, I think there's a faster way to give it to you." Claire said, taking a bite of the cupcake and then pulling a surprised Jen into a kiss. Jen stiffened, but got the idea quickly, and judging by how hot the kiss got she really liked the idea. Clair fed her the rest of the cupcake similarly, and by the end they both had frosting smeared over their muzzles. Then they started going at each other in earnest.

Jen's paws made their way to Claire's breasts and started working them expertly, Jen was fantastic with her paws, as everyone here can attest. Claire switched roles from dominant to submissive as Jen took over, in keeping with her nature Claire liked to be on the bottom. Jen slipped a paw between her partner's thighs and started working Claire into a lather. Within five minutes they were both panting and sweaty, not that the audience was much better.

Maddy was actively pawing off now, and I was helping her. I myself had a noticeable tent in my pants, but I didn't do anything about it yet. Then Jen sat up and pulled Claire into her lap, leaving her temporarily confused, but she didn't object when Jen's muzzle found her breasts and started grooming them while her paws played with her tail and her flanks respectively. Claire started to whimper on every exhale as Jen expertly switched breasts and started the process all over again.

After Jen had scoured Claire's breasts she pushed away and after a moment of repositioning Claire got up on the coffee table, spreading her legs and giving us all a view of her swollen and glistening entrance. Jen wasted no time burying her muzzle into Claire's body and began swiping her tongue gently over Claire's sensitive vulva. Claire couldn't have been happier with this and she moaned shamelessly as Jen explored every inch of her tunnel with her tongue. Now Maddy was panting and ready for a little fun herself, and I had a finger inside her, keeping her still while she watched the show.

Claire's moans soon began to increase in intensity and then she began to whimper and buck her hips a little. Jen placed her paws on Claire's hips to keep her from moving too much and redoubled her efforts, her tongue dipping into Claire's folds quickly, but gently. She got her reward when Claire arched her back and yowled, announcing her climax. Jen's motions slowed as Claire basked in the afterglow, smiling and panting as Jen softly cleaned off the remnants of her orgasm before moving up and laying a soft kiss on her partner's muzzle.

"How was that sparks?" Jen asked playfully, using the nickname Claire had earned just after her evolution, we don't usually call her that anymore, mostly just in bed.

"Mmm, you're better with your paws than I remember." Claire replied, still a little out of breath. Jen planted another kiss on her muzzle, this one less sexual and more affectionate.

"Love you sweetheart." Jen murmured, Claire cracked an eye and met her gaze, raising a paw and stroking Jen's muzzle.

"Love you too Jen." I smiled as Maddy cooed at the exchange, though her interest was as much sexual as emotional at this point. We all get pretty lovey-dovey from time to time, especially when we're basking in the afterglow.

"Hey Claire, want to trade spots with me?" Maddy asked. "I'm a little...tense, after watching that."

"Sure, give me a second." Claire said, carefully getting up and crawling over an amused Jen. I reluctantly let Maddy out of my arms, not wanting to relinquish the warmth. Claire settled herself down in my lap a moment later, and I wrapped my arms around her, caressing her muzzle just the way she liked. She purred and grabbed my right hand when she smelled Maddy's juices on it. She gave me a sly look over her shoulder and wrapped her muzzle around my index finger, sucking on it gently while we watched Jen and Maddy paw at each other.

"You know, you have a head start Jen. You should give me a little attention downstairs, to help me catch up, it's only fair." She said, having quickly pinned Jen down. Maddy wasn't a Dominatrix by any means, but she was pretty energetic and had no problems going after what she wanted.

"Mmm, well, if you'd let me go I'd happily give you that." Jen replied, intent on the mauling she was giving Maddy's shoulder and throat. Maddy let Jen go and stood up, her legs spread apart, the tuft of blond fur between her legs was bedraggled with fluid. Jen happily got to her knees, held Maddy's hips for stability and started giving the canine Pokegirl's slit long, sensuous licks. Maddy sighed happily and rocked her hips in time to the motions of Jen's tongue, turning her gaze to Claire and me as she held Jen's muzzle in her paws.

"It's nice to have an audience." She said, panting. "We should do this more often."

"Maybe we should." Claire said, content to watch the spectacle before her, knowing she was going to be getting some later.

"I like the idea." I said, sick or not, I was hard as a rock.

"Hmm...now all we need is-yowp!" She helped when Jen, very gently, nipped at her clit.

"Stop talking and appreciate it or it's not going to happen again." She growled, after giving Claire a good work over she was plenty hot and bothered herself.

"Well excuse me for enjoying our a-a-audience." She faltered on the last word as Jen sucked on her sensitive nub. "Alright, that's it. Now it's war."

Maddy crouched down and pushed Jen to the floor, still careful not to hurt her, and buried her muzzle in Jen's muff while placing her own right in front of Jen's face, assaulting the feline's entrance with her tongue so roughly I was worried for a second, I needn't have bothered, Jen gasped and moaned ecstatically as she was energetically tongued. Then Maddy swayed her hips a little and Jen got the point, dipping her tongue into her friend and reciprocating the attentions she was getting. The pair of Pokegirls made wonderful sounds as the pleased each other, Maddy yelped whenever particularly strong waves of pleasure hit her and Jen squeaked. Claire started gently fondling me as we watched, and I started petting her lower belly, not quite reaching her sex, but drifting tantalizingly close.

I had Claire purring and moaning by the time Jen finished. She didn't vocally announce her climax like Claire had, but the way her body stiffened and the spastic movement of her tail gave it away. Afterwards she continued to lick Maddy, but not as energetically as before, and she had to take more frequent breaks to breathe. Maddy, being the least inhibited of us, had no troubles letting us know the exact moment she was brought over the edge, she lifted her head from where she had been cleaning Jen's thighs and howled, literally howled, for as long as her orgasm lasted. Afterward she collapsed to her side, lifting a leg briefly to let Jen clean her off a bit.

"You taste like a minty cookie Jen." Maddy said without preamble. "I feel like I just had dessert before dinner."

"Is that what they're calling it nowadays?" I asked, unable to help myself. Claire giggled, the movement causing her to brush against the bulge in my pants, it felt phenomenal.

"One of the things...you were great by the way Maddy. Sorry about the bite, I got a little caught up." Maddy repositioned herself and kissed Jen on the muzzle.

"No problem, I liked it." She said, drawing Jen into another kiss. "You should do that next time too."

"Love to." Jen replied, she was tired but there was going to be more taming happening today, and we all knew it, Jen would probably take the back seat for a while though, she takes a little while to get going, but when she does she can easily wear one of us out and give someone else a work-out. She just needs to get her second wind. Maddy pulled Jen partially on top of her, letting the tired feline use her as a pillow. Jen smiled and gave the affectionate paw that had been draped over her a gentle kiss.

"Hey, you know what occurs to me?" Claire asked suddenly, a glint in her eye.

"Hmm?" Maddy asked, her eyes closed, enjoying the post-coital haze and smirking as she indubitably contemplated the next round.

"We haven't given Aiden his birthday present yet." She responded, turning to give me a passionate kiss. I grinned, I was game.

"I'm a bit tired right now, would you mind if I gave you mine after I rested a little bit?" Jen asked, smiling. The thought was very intriguing indeed, but unfortunately I had to be realistic.

"Guys, I'm sick, I got tired just watching, I won't be able to go more than once or maybe twice." Damn reality, getting in the way of a good time. Claire smiled.

"Don't worry, we had something else in mind."

"And what's that?" I asked.

"Why, only the best and oldest of birthday traditions." She said sagely, Maddy laughed at that. "The birthday blowjob."

"Well, it would be rude to say no..." I said as Claire got up, allowing me to wiggle the sleep pants down, revealing my hard length. Claire then motioned for me to sit on the couch and helped me lose the shirt before settling down between my legs, her paws on my hips, holding me down. I smiled and leaned back, keeping eye contact as she softly pawed my shaft for a moment. Then she cupped my balls gently in her left paw and started juggling them like an experienced pro, which she was.

Her tongue was slightly rough, but very sensual as it started running the length of my shaft, from bottom to top. I moaned as I watched its progress intently, she paid special attention to the sides of the shaft, something she knew drove me wild. Some precum started to seep from the tip of my member and she noticed it quickly, making it disappear with a deft swipe of her tongue as it came, purring as she did. After that she sunk my shaft into her mouth, careful of her teeth, keeping eye contact while she did.

Then she deep throated me, sliding the head of my cock past her gag reflex, and purred, sending vibrations running through my shaft. I almost lost it right then and there. She took note of the almost desperate quality of the sound I made when she did it and backed off, pulling up for air and letting me recover. She smiled at me as I fought back the orgasm that almost hit me, her eyes switching between my face and my erection, which was glistening with her saliva.

"I want you to tell me before you cum." She said, leaning in and licking another large drop of precum off the head of my shaft, making me moan again. "I'm going to open my mouth and I want to cum right onto my tongue, I want to taste it."

"Whatever you want." I said tightly. She smiled and moved her muzzle back to my member, taking it into her mouth for a teasingly short time before going back to licking it. I understood why, to keep me from coming to soon, but it was still maddening. I didn't have to wait long though, I felt my climax coming like a tidal wave. "I-I'm almost there."

She didn't waste time talking, instead gave me three solid licks, channeling the tiniest amount of electricity through her tongue. The sensation is indescribable, and it got me off instantly. Thankfully by the time I started squirting her mouth was wide open and she got what she wanted what she wanted, I let out a protracted moan as my shaft twitched once, twice, three times, and splattered her mouth and her muzzle with my ejaculate.

She purred as she closed her jaws and swallowed a few times, watching me watch her do it. Then she ran her tongue along her muzzle, cleaning herself off, doing it slowly and sensually. I watched this as a blissful exhaustion stole over me, it took me a minute to gather the willpower to move, and when I did I slid down to the floor and leaned back against the couch, panting.

"Best birthday present ever." I panted, stroking her muzzle. She laughed and rubbed up against me, reminding me that she was still randy. I moved down and kissed her, ignoring the taste of my own fluids on her muzzle.

"Hey." Maddy interjected, sounding almost offended. "I haven't given you mine yet, don't be too quick to judge."

"I haven't either." Jen added in.

"Sorry, sorry." I said, laughing despite my exhaustion. Normally I wouldn't think twice about taming all three of them consecutively, sure, I'd need some recovery time in between, but it was eminently doable. I didn't think I could do that today though, the pills I had taken earlier had kicked in, the extra sleep had helped, and the sex had perked me up a bit, but nothing had cured me. I knew there was no chance I'd be able to go three times. "But I was being serious earlier, I don't know if I can go twice more."

"We don't have to wear holes in the furniture." Jen said, stretching. "We can take it slow if you want."

"Yeah." Maddy agreed. "Just so we get the chance to be together."

"Alright, alright." I laughed. "Just give me a minute."

"Do you think either of you could find it in your heart to give me some help?" Claire asked, eyeing her fellow pokegirls lustily.

"I'd like another go." Maddy said, she has an absolutely enormous libido and a feline fetish. She loves to go until she literally can't tame anymore, something we all learned early on when she insisted we keep coupling with her until she could barely move, and even then, her fur a shaggy mess, she'd beg for more; especially at the beginning. Part of it was insecurity, she wanted to prove herself to me, but even now that she knows she's earned a place in my heart forever she's still the most libidinous of all of us.

Claire grinned and crawled over to her canine lover and (after giving Jen time to get out of the way) started licking Maddy's breasts to get her ready. Maddy smiled and began sliding her paws all over Claire. By the time Jen made it over to me and wrapped her arms around me they were in fine form.

I smiled as Jen straddled me and started to languidly mouth my jaw. We would both need a minute before we could really start, but that was half the fun. I've learned to enjoy foreplay a lot, when you have three pokegirls that often collude to tame you into near unconsciousness in lieu of attempting to verbally convince you to take a day off, it's sort of a necessity. I took the time to really explore her favorite spots and tickle the base of her tail, which always gets her going. She took a similar approach, running her hands over me as she explored my jaw and neck with her maw.

I ran a single finger down the length of her spine, just barely touching her, trailing my fingertip through her fur. She shivered at the sensation in a very satisfying fashion. Once I got all the way down to her tail I traced the base of it a few times, still just barely touching her enough for her to feel it, and then I started to rub my finger in tiny little circles on the underside, not far from her ass. She moaned when I did and dropped her face to my chest, growling.

"That's cheating." She accused, and would have said more if I hadn't taken that opportunity to slide the finger all the way to the underside of her tail base, the most sensitive part of her body except her clit.

"All's fair in love and war." I countered, taking a small bunch of fur between my fingers and gently tugging it. Her tail was puffed up like a bottlebrush and stuck straight up now.

"S-stop that." She ordered unconvincingly. I scratched it with a single fingernail, she let out a breathy squeak.

"As long as you keep making that sound when I do this, I'm going to keep doing it." I told her. She growled at me.

"Fine, two can play that game." Then she started pawing me off. Jen is fantastic with her paws, it comes with being a baker and working with dough all day, her arms are much stronger than you'd expect, and she does a lot of intricate piping and decoration too, so she's very dexterous. That combination means she gives killer pawjobs and massages (though usually when she gives you the latter the former ends up happening at the end anyway). What's more, she knows just how I like it, and before long she had me nice and hard.

She stopped pawing me when she knew she had me good and ready, then she gave me a kiss so hot I was surprised I didn't get burned and whispered into my ear.

"So birthday boy, what do you want your naughty little kitten to do?" She nibbled my earlobe, being sure to let me feel the needle sharp tips of her teeth. "It's your special day, so you get whatever you want."

"Whatever I want?" I asked, grinning.

"_Whatever..._you...want." She replied smokily, punctuating each word by squeezing my shaft. "Toys, ropes, spankings...anything."

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her down on top of me, she laughed and took the chance to rub my member with her belly fur, which almost got me off right there. I continued to play with the underside of her tail, making her shift her hips continuously, which ground her fur into me. Win-win. I smiled as I got an idea.

"Would you be willing to let me put something else under your tail?" I whispered back. She stuck her tongue in my ear.

"Sounds fun." She replied, getting up and grinning at me, her nipples were poking through her fur quite pleasantly. "Let me go get the supplies."

She walked back to the main bedroom, giving me seductive glances and swaying her hips as she did, her tail kept lewdly high, giving me a view of what I was about to get. I've tried anal before, with each of my girls, Jen because I asked, Claire and Maddy because they asked. We all share the same opinion, it's not really worth the extra trouble. It's the only thing I keep condoms around for, and although we rarely have to use it we have lube on hand. We'd rather hump normally, but rarely, a few times a year if that, it's fun to do something different.

Jen came back a moment later, holding a box of condoms and a small bottle of lube in one paw and softly stroking her clit with the other. I reached out a hand to grab the items from her when she got close, but she didn't hand them to me. Instead she knelt down and put the condom on me herself, slowly rolling it onto my shaft and making me shiver, kissing the head of my penis before and afterward. Then she took the lube bottle and applied a generous amount, slathering me in it with her paw, before getting up onto all fours and facing away from me, lifting her tail and getting into position.

I picked up the bottle then, and applied some more lube to the tight pucker of her tailhole, being sure to get a little inside too. She gave me a randy grin over one shoulder as I got into position which I returned with gusto. Then I moved her tail slightly, so I could get a better view, and moved into position, using a hand to make sure I was in place and slowly pushing against her.

There was some resistance at first, there always is, and I took it slow, being sure not to hurt her. I penetrated her in stages, first my tip, then the head, then a little further down my shaft, then a little further, and so on until she had taken me in completely. She hadn't stopped grinning, though she was actively working to relax herself to allow the penetration. I let her adjust for a few moments before I started rocking my hips back and forth, getting into the swing of things.

I went slowly, savoring the unique sensation as Jen relaxed enough to start enjoying it herself, the soft purr emanating from her throat letting me know she was enjoying herself.

"You feel fantastic Jen." I moaned as I increased the pace slightly.

"You're pretty good yourself." She replied, panting theatrically, exaggerating slightly for my benefit. "But then again, how could a 'girl say no to something so big and hard?"

"Flattery will get you everywhere." I said, restraining a laugh as I reached a hand down and started fingering her clit.

"Will it get me a few fingers pushed into my snatch?" Jen likes to talk dirty when she really wants to give her partner a taming to remember. Not seeing any reason to waste such an invitation and finding her very wet I pushed a few fingers into her and started to scissor them back and forth, much to her approval. "Oh yes, oh yes, finger fuck me long and hard!"

How can you say no to that?

By now Claire and Maddy were watching us as they made out and lightly pawed at each other, and judging by the way Jen was giving them sidelong looks as I finally got up to my full speed (which was still relatively slow), she was enjoying the attention. I kept up the motions of my hand as I really got into it. She was really panting now, not faking it, which only got me going even more.

I smiled and pondered, briefly, how my being tired as actually enhancing the experience, my climax was a while off, having just had one a few minutes previous, which let me really work Jen into a lather. I know exactly how she likes to be fingered, and I slowly started building her up, keeping my fingers in the first third of her vagina, moving them constantly, and trying to keep her clit in contact with my palm as much as possible. I also teased her G-spot, just fleetingly at first, but more frequently and more forcefully as I went on. She loved every second of it and kept up a running commentary as she did.

"Yes, just like that, grind your cock into me! I love it when you hilt yourself in my tailhole. Your hot length feels fantastic inside me, and your fingers have me so wet I'm going to leave a puddle." I was starting to get close now, due as much to her talk as the physical aspect of the sex, but I was determined to get her off first, so I redoubled my efforts with my fingers, causing her to moan loudly. "I'm going to cum so hard I'm going to soak your balls with my juices, then I'll lick your fingers clean and paw off while you watch."

"You would, wouldn't you?" I asked, prodding her.

"If you wanted me to I'd stuff my muzzle into my cunt and drink my own juices." She'd tried that in the past, she wasn't flexible enough to do it, but it was a monumentally exciting mental image.

"I want you to cum." I said. "I want you to cum hard, and I want to hear you say my name as you do."

"A few more fingers in me and I'll do just that." She replied. I grinned and did as she hinted, putting first my ring finger and then my pinky into her, wiggling them all like I was tapping my fingers on a table; it drove her wild. She let out a sound I can only describe as helpless and tilted her head back and closing her eyes before begging me. "Yes, that's it! I want more, I want you to give me more, I want you to give me e-everything! A-ah, ah, Aiden!"

She stuttered and then yowled my name as she came, her tunnel clenching my fingers and her ass clenching my member. The contractions were enough to set me off and I halted mid-stroke to reverse direction and bury myself to the hilt in her tailhole, moaning as I did. As the condom filled with my semen, a delicious sensation that always makes me wonder why I don't use them more often, a question that's answered the next time I tame one of my girls without one, and marveled at the fact that we'd actually had a simultaneous orgasm. That was rare, even after years of experience that's difficult to manage, and more often than not (read: almost always) comes as a result of luck rather than skill.

That doesn't matter though, some of the best fun I've ever had is watching one of my girls get pushed over the brink before me. I love to watch them writhe and moan in the throes of pleasure, it always makes me feel like a real stud when I get them off, which is not only a huge turn-on, but makes me feel better about myself in general. I carefully pulled myself out of her when I was done and even more carefully pulled the condom off, depositing it in a wastebasket next to the couch. Jen grinned at me, her tail lashing the air slowly as she regained her breath.

"Best birthday gift you've ever given me Jen, hands down." I panted. She laughed in between gasps.

"I wouldn't mind getting the same thing on my birthday." She said, then she became thoughtful for a second and shivering. "Hmm, maybe we could work out a way for you to get my tailhole while Maddy or Claire eats me out...ooh, yeah."

"Baby steps." I replied, grabbing her waving tail and stroking it, making her purr happily.

"Oh, I don't know." Claire replied, she and Maddy were both watching us with marked amusement. "Sounds like fun to me. I think we might have to give anal another try Aiden."

"Hey, hey, my turn." Maddy reminded the Electrocat. They'd been playing with each other while they watched us and Maddy was completely ready to go. I, unfortunately, wasn't. After two rounds in such quick succession, and being sick beforehand, it was going to take me a while to get ready too.

"I'm going to take a quick shower first." I told her. Condom or not, it's safer this way, and I'll get some recovery time.

"I'll come with!" She replied, without skipping a beat.

"You don't need it, and I'll be quick." I said, I really would need the recovery time.

"Oh, fine." She pouted before looking at Jen. "Hey Jen, could you magic me a muffin or something? I'm getting hungry."

With a poof of smoke and a comedic sound effect an iced cherry muffin, Maddy's favorite, appeared in her outstretched paw. She smiled at the magical catgirl who was following me to the bathroom to take care of her own hygiene issues and took a large bite, chewing happily. Claire looked jealous for a moment, but a banana nut muffin materialized between her breasts a few moments later and cut off her indignant response. Jen just grinned, pleased with herself, and I rolled my eyes. Things like that tend to happen when she's in a playful mood.

I remember one particular occasion when I was interrupted while doing some tax forms by a Boston cream donut suddenly taking residence in my pants, which is one hell of a feeling, let me tell you. Jen came in a moment later, apologized insincerely for the 'accident' and proceed to 'clean up after herself'. It was the best blowjob I've ever had.

I would've started the shower as soon as I got in the bathroom, but at the last second I remembered that the bottle of body wash was empty, so I had to root through the myriad bottles of shampoo in the closet (having three fully-furred pokegirls means you go through a lot of shampoo) until I found a bottle of the stuff I use. I replaced the empty bottle with the full one, and pulled out a washcloth when I was done. By then Jen was finished and was just standing up to walk out when the door opened unexpectedly. I looked up to see a widely grinning Maddy with a horribly messy chest and belly.

"You know how you said I didn't need the shower? Well, I do now!" It looked like the whole of the muffin had been ground into her fur. I raised an eyebrow, that was pretty...shameless, even for her. Jen's ears flattened back as she took in the sight.

"I gave you that muffin to eat, not to mess up your fur." She said disapprovingly. Maddy gave her a flat look.

"I'm going to get shower sex out of it, it's a worthy sacrifice." She said without a single trace of remorse. Jen pondered this for a moment before shrugging.

"Good point. Have fun you two!" She said brightly as she stood up and walked out, closing the door behind her. We didn't care about seeing each other naked (obviously), but Claire is sensitive to humidity, and in a wooden house water damage is a real threat.

"Couldn't wait, huh?" I asked rhetorically as Maddy walked up to me, still wearing a toothy grin.

"Well duh." She said, pulling me down for a kiss. She tasted like sugar, cherries, and sex. Yum.

"I just finished, it's going to take me a while." I cautioned her. She kept smiling, but it softened and the paw on my head that she used for leverage slowly moved to my cheek.

"I know that." She said, softly stroking my cheek. "Like I said earlier Aiden, we don't have to wear holes in the floor. I just want to be with you."

Sex with Maddy is always intense, it's just how she is. There's more than one kind of intense though, and just because taming her normally involves pelvic bruising the next day doesn't mean she can't do slow sex. Every now and then she'll kidnap one of us and remind us just how much she loves us, slowly, intimately, and passionately. Looks like this was going to be one of those.

I smiled and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her against me and into another kiss, this one slower and more thorough, we weren't overtly trying to arouse each other (though it was definitely happening); we were just exploring each other's mouths and enjoying how it felt. I let her break it off, and when she did I had fur and muffin stuck to my chest, not that I cared.

"Let's get in the shower. I'll help clean you off." I said. She just grinned at me and turned on the water. The temperature selector nob was already set to hot, and I have a very good hot water heater, so the room was filling up with steam shortly after the water started to flow.

After a quick test of the temperature we both stepped in, careful of the chair that has a permanent residence in the shower stall. Despite being a fire type, she loves taking showers even though most of her kind hated water no matter what temperature. As long as it was steaming she was okay with it, though hotter was better of course.

Once we were both in I turned her around so the water would hit her belly and start getting the worst of the confection out of her fur. She carefully leaned back against me and let the water cascade over her breasts with a happy sigh. I rested my chin on her head and enjoyed how warm she felt, even in comparison to the water I was getting hit with and the steam in the stall.

The water quickly matted down her fur and made it look a bit scraggly, but neither of us cared. When I first got her she'd been terrified of letting me see her like that, so even though shower sex is one of my favorite things in the world she refused to try it for a long time. I would later find out the insecurities she had were due to an extremely critical tamer that she had been with when she was younger.

It took me a while, but I was able to convince her to try it, and it had been fantastic. When she saw how into it I was despite her looking 'like a drowned Titmouse' it really gave her confidence a boost, and it also helped that it was some of the hottest sex we've ever had.

"That feels good." She said as I started to rub the muffin out of her belly fur. "I really like it when you rub my belly like that."

"Everyone likes a good belly rub." I said, kissing her behind one canine ear.

"Mmm." She confirmed. "Can I turn the temperature up a little?"

"Go ahead." She reached out and twisted the knob slightly and making the room steam up even faster.

"Ah...hot water and a belly rub, life is good." I couldn't help but laugh at that.

"What? I'm serious." She said as I reached for a bottle of shampoo and started lathering her belly. If you're showering with someone, you wash them, it's just common courtesy.

"I know, but it's still funny." I replied. She took the bottle from me and started washing herself, starting with her arms. I kept working on her belly and chest, she'd really worked the muffin in deep.

"Ooh, that's really nice." She said when I started on her breasts, which were just as messy as her belly had been.

"You really made a mess of yourself."

"Worth it." I laughed again, pulling her back against my chest and letting the water rinse the foamy soap out of her fur, kissing her ear. She finished with her arms and rinsed those. Her back was wet enough now that I could start washing it, giving her a slightly awkward back rub in the process. She moaned happily as I did. "Careful now, it'd be a shame if you made me cum so soon."

"You can't be that close." I said, backing off a little on my ministrations nonetheless.

"Tweak my tail a few times and you'll see how close I am." Tails are almost always an erogenous zone, furry, scaly or otherwise.

"I'll take your word for it." I said, avoiding her tail. She made a disappointed sound. I kept washing her back. When she was sufficiently soapy I squeezed some more soap onto my hands and then awkwardly crouched down to get her legs, turning each one into a foamy pillar of suds and drawing pleased sounds from her as I rubbed the lather into her hind paws and inner thighs. At that point she grabbed the shower head, which is on a flexible hose, and used it to start rinsing herself off more thoroughly. Doing that meant that I wasn't getting any of the water at all, not that I had been getting hit by much of it before, and I started to get cold pretty fast.

I ignored it though, enjoying the sight of Maddy taking extra time to rinse her breasts off. When she'd gotten most of it I gently grabbed the shower head from her and started on her back, after giving her a nudge forward so the hose would actually be able to reach. I took my time, being sure to get all of the soap off, and had an idea in the meantime.

When I was done, I carefully drew her against me and pressed the shower head right against her fur, just above her left breast. She cooed, understanding what I was doing instantly. I slowly moved the showerhead across her body, from her breasts to her belly to her thighs and back again, before getting down to business. Starting from her cleavage I drew a straight line down to her crotch with the shower head, eventually circling around her inner thighs slowly.

She moaned happily, knowing what was coming, and shifted position slightly, splaying her legs as much as she comfortably could in the confined space. Seeing that she understood my plan I slipped the shower head right between her legs, angled up at her entrance. She let out a loud bark and sagged against me, whining at the intensity. I held her up as she clamped her legs together, keeping it in place and riding the high. Apparently she had been close before because it only took about a minute of this before she let out a series of yelps and her whole body trembled.

When she was done I extricated the shower head and replaced it in its holder. Maddy was panting happily. I smiled at that and gave her a wet kiss. She giggled and returned it, her small tail slapping into me gently as she wagged it.

"Remind me why we don't tame in the shower very often." She said.

"Fractured ulna." I reminded.

"Oh, right...anyway," She shook her head, spraying me with uncomfortably cold water. "Hold still big guy, your turn."

I held still and let Maddy go at it. She started with my arms and worked out from there, taking it very slowly and thoroughly.

This is how Maddy tells you she loves you, through touch. Have a cut? She'll slather it in antibiotic cream and slap a bandage on it, and then give you a kiss to make you feel better. A little tense? She'll take you to bed and help you work out your tension until you're both nearly unconscious, and she'll go the extra mile and get you off one last time if you ask. Bad dream? She's the best teddy bear ever, she'll snuggle with you and chase any bad dreams away just by wrapping her arms around you and holding you until it feels like nothing could go wrong with the world.

As she washed me she included a lot of completely unnecessary but totally welcome touch, the paw that wasn't using the washcloth gently stroked my thighs and belly, she took each hand in her paws and washed them individually, she even planted an occasional kiss in places that weren't too soapy. I just smiled and soaked it all in, loving every second of it as she slowly and luxuriously washed me.

After she had completely finished the front of my body she gently spun me around and started on the back, scrubbing me clean in short order. She went out of her way to pay attention to sensitive spots as she went, the backs of my knees and my inner thighs for example. She also reached a paw around and tenderly pawed at my length, testing to see how I was doing. That was very nice too.

The best part, though, came when she was completely done washing me off and I was rinsed thoroughly. Then we just made out. It was amazing. Maddy has elevated the action of simultaneous kissing and sexual petting into an art form, and when she really gets into it the experience always reminds me of those first magical few times, when the whole thing is fresh and novel and just so deliciously new. Eventually I ended up sitting in the chair with her straddling me, our arms wrapped around each other, barely able to see each other through the steam.

We were kissing slowly and languidly, taking the time to really feel each other out and enjoy it. She was also grinding herself against me, and the feel of her wet fur sliding over my erection was doing wonderful things to me. After a few glorious minutes of touching and rubbing and squeezing and moaning she broke off the kiss and smiled at me, framing my face in her paws.

"Ready for the main event?" I smiled right back and pulled her into a kiss, sliding my tongue over hers and shivering as she returned the favor. She giggled as she broke it off again and raised herself up, reaching between her legs and taking hold of me in a paw. "I guess that's a yes."

She lowered herself down slowly, inserting my hard length into her moist, soft tunnel. The inside of her body was shockingly hot. Hotter than the steaming water we were being deluged by, the heat was just a degree or two short of painful. It took me a few moments, but the added sensation quickly turned from uncomfortable to incredible. Maddy's breasts were, due to the way she was sitting, right at my eye level, and I took her right nipple in my mouth, suckling on it. She cooed and started rocking her hips, she didn't have much room to maneuver but the shallow motions somehow made the experience all the better. I did what I could to meet her halfway as we mated, but I couldn't do much either, so I eventually had to let her nipple slip out of my mouth so she could have a greater range of movement.

We'd both gone a few rounds, so this last one took a long time. We'd just about completely run out of hot water by the time I finally finished, but it was more than worth it. We were both incapable of talking a few minutes after we really got started, and we spent the whole time gasping and panting, with Maddy whimpering and keening as she got closer and closer to her peak. I love it when she makes noises like that, and she loves it when I get vocal too, which was hardly a problem. The look on her face when I moaned her name almost did more for me than the way she gyrated her hips and clenched me with her inner muscles.

I came first, squirting a pretty feeble amount of semen into her tunnel. She stopped moving and pawed at herself instead. I couldn't do anything for a few moments, completely out of breath I let my head fall back and gasped for breath.

"Enjoy yourself boss?" Maddy asked between pants. I smiled at her.

"I won't be walking straight tomorrow." I managed. "Now come on, let's finish you off."

"If you say so boss." She stood up and after a few awkward moments she was sitting in the chair and I was fingering her while she watched, grinning like an idiot. "Ooh, yeah, just like that. I love that."

"You want me to eat you out?" I love going down on my girls, but they usually prefer regular sex since they get plenty of oral from each other.

"Oh...if you don't mind." She groaned. Wasting no time, I bent my head down and started giving the best head I knew how. It brought back pleasant memories of the lessons I'd gotten, usually involving a willing Maddy spreading her legs for me while she guided me through it. Much fun was had by all.

"I love the way you taste." I told her, telling her exactly what she wanted to hear. I could hear the smile in her voice when she replied.

"I'm close boss, keep going and I'll give you a mouthful." She grunted. I stepped up my efforts, tasting my own fluid a little bit but ignoring it. Before long she finally got up to her plateau and let me know it. "Oh yes. Yes yes yes...oh gods Aiden-ah!"

She barked and her back arched as she rode out her orgasm, collapsing onto the chair afterward, her mouth hanging open and her tongue lolling out. I normally would have cleaned up any fluid she left me, but since we were already drenched from the shower it was a moot point. So instead I gave her a few moments to catch her breath and enjoyed the view. When she had her breathing under control I helped her up and turned the water off before stepping out of the shower to dry.

As I toweled myself off, careful of my extremely sensitive penis, I felt the temperature spike sharply and heard a soft hissing. Maddy, by dint of being a fire type, was able to drastically increase her body temperature at will. She has her own built-in towel. I was only halfway dry when she stepped out of the shower stall, her fur all fluffy and perfect. She watched me finish drying with weary amusement, openly ogling me, which made me smile. It feels good to know that your partners find you attractive.

"That was awesome Maddy." I said once I was finally dry, giving her a hug and reveling in the feel of her soft fur against my skin. She giggled and rubbed my nose with hers before giving me a real kiss, just a little tongue this time.

"Mmm, you're telling me. I might have to tell Claire to be gentle before our shift tomorrow, I'm actually feeling a bit tender."

"It's a record." She giggled again and nodded.

"Come on boss, we should get back out there before the kitties think we've collapsed or something."

"Yeah, probably."

Walking out of the bathroom was a rather unpleasant temperature shock, but the sight of Jen and Claire sprawled haphazardly out on the floor on the pile of blankets was worth it. They were both breathing hard enough that I was pretty sure they had just finished a round themselves.

"Have fun?" Maddy asked cheerfully, walking over to Claire.

"It's nice to be with another cat again." Claire said with a blissed out smile on her face. Then she licked her lips and added. "If I made a pussy joke would it make me a bad kitty?"

"Yes." I affirmed, laughing. Maddy bent down and buried her nose in Claire's belly, breathing in a lungful of her scent before lying down behind her. A few seconds later they were spooning and on their way to a nice long nap. Jen cracked an eye open and patted the spot beside her.

Seeing no reason to refuse I settled in beside her and cupped her face in a hand before kissing her gently. I could taste Claire on her lips and tongue. She smiled and snuggled against me as I cuddled up with her, drawing some blanket over us and mounding some up under our heads to serve as a pillow.

We spent the rest of the day drifting in and out of sleep, cuddled up together as the rain slowly slackened to a soft patter against the window panes, as happy as we could ever be.