Precious: Perfect fit.
#1 of Precious
Once upon a time, before civilization was a common standard, men were feral and wild. They took what they wanted, fighting for their right to survive. They were vicious beast that would be over powered by nothing and no one, and if anyone tried it would lead to a deadly battle so only the best men were to survive in the world. 'What happened?' Thought Thomas Jackson as he hid his head deeper into the tugged high collar of his jacket and wondered what his feral ancestors would say if they were to see him now: Standing in a girls jewelry and make up store.
He gritted his teeth as his eyes darted over the soft pink walls with little cubes cut out to display little stands with necklaces and rings, as well as perfumes and pictures of women made up with certain brands and sets. The lights were tinted so even the white tiles had a shimmering, pink gloss to them and everyone besides him in the store was female. And not all of them were pretty. The shop owner dressed in a black business suit which covered her wrinkling, grey skin and her mousey ears seem to have sagged down like other aspects of her form. The girls loved her for her bright personality and cheap prices; but the men didn't care about a certain make up kit costing half as much as other stores priced it at. They wanted relief from the pink terror, and saggy boobs just didn't accomplish that.
The weasel edged closer to his girlfriend and tugged her wrist. "Baby, how much longer we gonna be?" He asked in a quiet mumble, his brown eyes dodging around as if being over heard would be the end of the world.
"I don't know." She said and, unsatisfied with her answer, Thomas gave her another tug so that she turned to look at him. Precious Campbell was a pretty kitten, much more pleasant to look at. Her blonde hair had a blow dried bounce and her eyes were colored differently, the left being green and the right blue, but both sparkled brightly. Her white fur was brushed to fluffy perfection, like a blanket of snow, with her hands and feet a contrasting black; like coal.
"We've been in this shop for over an hour." He reminded her and Precious huffed.
"I'm almost done!" She insisted but Thomas had heard it all before.
"How much is almost?"
"Argh!" The frustrated cat put down the perfume she had been admiring and stormed out of the store. "Fine, let's go somewhere else."
"Home?" Thomas asked, raising an eyebrow. He hadn't expected that sort of reaction.
"I need to buy a new top. Think you can spare some more minutes of your life to allow me that?" She asked and Thomas rolled his eyes. There was no 'right' answer here.
"Fine."
Different store, different displays, same hell. Thomas glanced over the racks of shirts, skirts and dresses and looked down at the small stands of shoes. He looked at the blown up posters on the wall and wondered if it really was possible for someone to die of boredom. He could tell Precious was getting more and more annoyed, the way her tail swished bitterly and she practically slammed the clothes back on the rack. Thomas knew that complaining would be the same as signing up for a castration; so he remained silent.
Eventually she took a dress from the rack and looked at him with narrowed eyes. "I'm going to go try this on, then we can go okay?" It wasn't so much a question as an order. Although it wasn't what she said, Thomas easily translated her tone into saying 'Are you happy now? Guess who's not getting laid tonight mister.' He nodded obediently and watched her stalk away. Her tail swished side to side in rhythm with her firm, round ass from beneath her black mini skirt. Thomas tilted his head to the side as his eyes fixed on her backside and with a smirk he followed after her.
No one was watching the changing rooms, and a quick glance up and down revealed that no one else was using the changing rooms either. The store was large and most people were at work or at home relaxing at this time of day. Perfect. With a last glance around, Thomas approached her cubicle and tore open the curtain. Precious looked up with eyes as wide as saucers. "Thomas! What- Oh!" Her question was cut off as Thomas tugged the curtain back into place and stepped forward to tower over his girlfriend and kiss her neck tenderly.
"I think we've done enough of what you like to do. I think it's time to do something I want to do. And what do men like to do?" He asked as he trailed a tongue over her neck.
"F-fuck?" She whispered, her voice small and meek as she clung to him. His hands rubbed up her skirt, tugging at the flimsy panties underneath.
"That's right." He growled, turned on by her soft whimpers. He trailed her hot pink panties down her thighs. "I thought these were too small for you?" He grinned. "You like wearing tight clothes? You like tight things?" He taunted as she slumped back against the wall, flushed in the face.
"I-I like tight things." She said softly, a hand to her chest as she tried to re collect her breath.
"That's what I thought." Thomas said and gave her another disarming kiss as he took a firm grip of her backside.
As their lips battled over their tongues, Precious' hands slid down his body and began fumbling with his belt; tugging and pulling at it. Thomas pulled from the kiss and shook his head. "That's not how you do it, is it?" He growled in her ear, nibbling on her neck as she squeezed her hands over his belt and thought with the difficult contraption. Her manicured claws finally pried it open and she unzipped the pants, pushing them down his legs with his underwear going down with them. "We should hurry." Thomas said as he nuzzled into her fur. "We don't want to get caught now do we?" He kissed the teasing fluff of her cleavage before arching himself inside her.
There had been little time for foreplay, and his intrusion inside her ached as much as it pleased her. She whimpered a gasp, pinching her hands into his back as she squeezed her eyes closed. "You okay?" Thomas asked, kissing all over her face and neck. "Is it okay?"
"It's okay." Precious swallowed as she squeezed around him and moaned softly at the sensation of him inside her. "Oh god, yes." She purred as Thomas began steadily rocking back and forth inside her. He felt her become moist around him and her small breaths of encouragement powered him onward until he was slamming her back against the wall of the cubicle and she was struggling to keep her cries of pleasure quiet.
Thomas smothered her with a kiss which he found to be rewarding as she wildly made love to his mouth with her lips and tongue, her hands feverishly running all over his body as her legs squeezed tightly around his hips. Her tail swished like a happy pups tail and Thomas could feel her trembling beneath him. However his sharp ear twitched as he heard footsteps approaching and his hips froze still as he replaced his tender lips over hers with a paw. There was a sing song like humming and the sound of a curtain being tugged open and closed. As the woman tried on her clothes Thomas looked back at his girlfriend and grinned.
Her eyes had gone droopy with passion and she was licking and nuzzling his hand as he covered her lips. With a wicked smirk he slowly began easing in and out of her with his hand secured over her lips so her mewls and hiss' couldn't be heard. He pressed her backside against the wall, holding her against it so she didn't thump back and forth. Her eager pussy sucked him in, squeezing and slickening him as he made love to her.
Eventually the woman in the other cubicle finished, still humming merrily as she left and only when the soft foot falls of her steps on the carpet disappeared did Thomas let go of Precious' mouth and once more drive into her uncontrollably. She cried out in surprised glee and once more the two joined in a heated kiss. Her back bumped against the wall as he slammed into her and he pressed his hands into the wall as hers wildly stroked all over his body. She arched her head back and hissed as he kissed her neck when her climax peaked and her passage contracted around him and juiced him of all he could give her. He gave a low groan and splurted inside her like a fire hose.
Sliding out he re collected his breath and chuckled as Precious slouched down to the floor. Tugging up his pants and re doing his belt he knelt down beside her. "See how much more fun it is?" He grinned and Precious tugged up her panties, flicking her skirt down and adjusting it.
"Alright, alright. I'll buy this dress and we'll go home." She said as she plucked it off the hook.
"It fits then?" Thomas asked and Precious smirked.
"Oh yes, perfect fit."