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The New Breed

Jasiri had always been popular amongst the ladies. He was cute, and the fact that no amount of bagginess in his trousers could conceal the obvious bulge of his manhood had always made him a target for the affections of the more free spirited and adventurous women on the college campus. Fellow students, teachers, the parents of students... even the parents of a couple of the younger teachers. Everyone wanted a piece of the studly cheetah.

But over the last few weeks in particular, the interest from women not only across the campus but in his life as a whole had begun to advance to a whole new level. It seemed that Jasiri could not leave his house without finding himself confronted by some sort of overt temptation. He'd enter a classroom ready for an hour long tutorial, only to find the rest of the class absent and only his teacher awaiting him, sitting upon her desk with a hand already dipping beneath the hem of her skirt. He'd feel a hand grab his on the street, and see a blushing, giggling lioness dragging him towards a nearby alleyway, pleading for him to just take a few minutes out of his schedule to let her see and feel what it was that all the ladies were talking about.

Indeed even now, as Jasiri wandered the aisles of his local supermarket amidst a hunt for some groceries, he couldn't escape his rapidly expanding reputation.

"Excuse me Sir... is there anything I can help you with today?"

A gentle hand landed upon one of the cheetah's shoulders, and upon turning to face the owner of the small, soft paw Jasiri found himself confronted by a beaming, visibly blushing jaguar. She looked familiar, even in her store assistant's attire, and though Jasiri couldn't place her by name he was almost certain that she was in his year group at college.

He smiled at her gratefully and shook his head.

"No, I'm fine thanks. I come in here pretty often, so I know my way around."

The jaguar licked her lips, and her eyes widened for a moment as she shot a glance down the length of Jasiri's body.

"I'll bet you do..."

She giggled at the male's stunned expression, hastily adding a teasing final word even as her eyes dropped back to his crotch.

"...Sir."

Before Jasiri could say anything else, the hand upon his shoulder was sliding down the length of his arm. Ever so lightly drifting across his fingers with its own tender digits before lowering itself even further, touching at the already stirring bulge in his trousers.

Purring hungrily at the feeling of Jasiri's shaft twitching and swelling against her touch, the jaguar stepped closer still to the cheetah. Her lean figure and flat chest meant there was little to keep them apart, and before long they could feel one another's breath upon their own muzzles.

With a tender, coaxing tone, the female asked again; eyes glinting with desire.

"Are you sure? Are you sure there isn't anything I can do for you?"

Jasiri's basket full of groceries fell to the floor with a brief clattering of plastic as the jaguar slipped her paw into his own and began to lead him down the aisle without waiting for a response. They soon found themselves approaching a staff only door, through which the eager, insistent female led Jasiri with a deep, rumbling purr of anticipation. Down one corridor, then another they swiftly moved, until finally the jaguar stopped outside a windowless wooden door which bore a moveable plate at its center, behind which were hidden two coloured squares, red and green.

The jaguar glanced around for just a moment before opening the door and rather firmly pushing Jasiri inside. She followed him, sliding the metal plate so that it entirely obscured the green square before closing the door behind them, and locking it tight.

Turning to face Jasiri, the female feline smiled at his nervous, yet obviously excited expression.

"All our stores have these rooms these days. A cool-off space, where we can go if a customer or another employee has gotten on our nerves and we need somewhere to decompress. A place to talk to a boss in confidence, or just chill out solo for a little while."

Padding past the cheetah, the jaguar moved to the other side of the small room and ran a gentle paw over the single desk which lay within it; gently pushing its wheeled chair away with one foot. She turned away from Jasiri, leaning forward over the wooden desktop and bringing her hands down to her sides; hooking her thumbs around the waistband of her green, company issue trousers.

"Sometimes I see you shopping in here. Then afterwards, I come here... and I cum here. I never thought I'd have the chance to be with you. B-but now..."

Pulling down her trousers and underwear... if she had been wearing underwear at all, that is, in one smooth, fluid motion, the jaguar exposed herself to Jasiri. She let her lower garments pool around her ankles before kicking them off, unfastening the looped tie of her apron and casting it aside too, leaving her in just the branded pale green polo shirt of her employer.

Settling back against the desk, legs spread and tail swishing back and forth across the surface of the wood, the jaguar reached down between her legs with one paw, and stretched out the other towards Jasiri. Beckoning to him, wordlessly pleading for him to approach her.

The cheetah groaned with giddy excitement, and stumbled hungrily forward.

***************

About an hour later, Jasiri found himself seated in the college library. His stomach was rumbling slightly, having been denied the lunch he had been planning on buying himself, but the smile on his face betrayed the fact that the cheetah was far too satisfied in other ways to be concerned with food right now. Indeed following his encounter at the grocery store he had been feeling so inspired and upbeat about the rest of his day that rather than returning home to study as he had originally intended, Jasiri had opted to avoid the temptations of social media and the various games which resided upon his laptop and instead come here, to get some good old fashioned studying done instead.

The library was blissfully quiet. It was just a few weeks after the most recent round of exams, and as such the student motivation to study was at one of its peak lows. Indeed aside from the crisp sweeping of paper against paper as Jasiri turned the pages of his textbook, he only heard one other set of footsteps and saw one other student taking advantage of the calm and studious atmosphere. Sure, it was a little odd that she had chosen to sit in the cubicle desk right in front of his when they had practically the entire library to themselves, but the cheetah wasn't really paying that much attention to the newcomer, nor did she seem to be paying much heed to his presence.

In fact, maybe she was a little too unconcerned by the cheetah's proximity. There was nothing that strange about the way she slipped off her shoes after about fifteen minutes of silent study. And indeed Jasiri wasn't even that bothered when whilst leaning back in his chair slightly he caught a glimpse of a handpaw reaching down and peeling off their owner's socks, revealing the sandy furred and pink padded feet of what looked like a lioness or puma. The moaning however... soft, almost unnoticeable at first, but then louder and more brazen as the minutes ticked by, was much harder to ignore or brush off as a simple desire to study in comfort.

Despite his recent bout of intimacy, Jasiri couldn't help but push his chair back a little in order to observe what was going on. At best he could only see the female's legs from the knee down, but the way her feet were rocking gently back and forth, not to mention the way her toes were wriggling and curling down against the heavy duty carpet of the library left very little to the imagination. By the time she let slip her first fully fledged groan of pleasure, a slight trickle of semi-transparent fluid beginning to drip down the frame of the chair between her legs, Jasiri was already painfully aware of what was happening.

"Y-yes..."

A soft, rumbling growl of pleasure wormed its way into Jasiri's ears, their inner flesh already flushed pink with asserted excitement. Before long a sound began to accompany those gasps and murmurs of delight, a muffled sort of slurping wetness, as if someone was suckling upon a popsicle or... or exactly what Jasiri thought was happening, was actually happening.

"Oh please... o-oh please, h-harder..."

The cheetah couldn't help himself. He barely felt like he was in control as he reached down between his legs and began to fumble at the crotch of his trousers, rubbing at his resurgent erection through the already tightly tented fabric. His eyes were fixated upon the female's feet as though they were all of her that existed. Watching, drinking in every subtle but so obviously pleasure driven motion as her toes splayed and flexed, claws extending and digging down into the fabric of the library's carpet. All the while his ears remained attentive to her every moan and pleading call, silently urging her on, willing her to enjoy herself regardless of the setting or indeed his presence as she mercilessly pleasured herself.

Either she was pent up as hell, or the woman before Jasiri had a magic touch to rival his own when it came to her body. Within just a couple of minutes she was moaning with the guttural urgency of one barely able to hold back screams of joy, until finally she let loose with an almighty grunt of ecstasy.

"Breed me! O-oh god, yes. B-breed me... you s-sexy stud..."

Whimpering happily through her orgasm, toes curled and juices dripping liberally off the chair from between her legs, the feline female's words very nearly went right over Jasiri's head. Yes they sounded similar to some of the things that had been spoken to him directly earlier that day, but to assume that these almost back to back incidents were anything but a happy accident would have been arrogance of the highest order on the cheetah's part. It was only when the female's orgasm began to abate, and Jasiri ceased rubbing at his crotch to the intimate sounds of her pleasure, that the cheetah really began to analyse the content of what she'd said. Before he could come to any definitive conclusions though, Jasiri saw the chair upon which the female was seated shifting back, and watched as the other feline rose shakily to her feet.

Turning purposefully, the flushed face of the lioness glanced over the top of Jasiri's cubicle as her arms came to rest atop its wooden frame. She leaned over, looking down at the cheetah's crotch before he could pull his chair forward and hide his erection beneath the desk's surface. With a giggle of delight, the lioness' eyes met with Jasiri's own.

"That was really nice..."

She shivered visibly as one of her hands disappeared from view, doubtlessly falling down between her legs to rub at her sensitive nether regions once more. The lioness bit her bottom lip, and her eyes fluttered before returning their focus to the cheetah.

"...but do you know what's way hotter than fantasising a cheetah stud ploughing you in the middle of the library?"

Jasiri swallowed thickly, saying nothing but allowing his imagination to run wild. Though really, he didn't need to imagine, for what was coming was fairly obvious.

The lioness licked her lips once more, and stared at Jasiri with pleading, savage expectation.

"Actually making a cheetah stud plough you and breed you in the middle of the library."

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Twice more on that very same outing, Jasiri found himself with a beautiful feline female placing herself at his mercy. Tempting him with overt displays of sexuality, simultaneously demanding and yet begging so submissively for him to show off that cock for which he was so well known and put it to use within their bodies.

By the time the cheetah made it back home, he was exhausted both physically and mentally. Never in all his adult life had he experienced a day like this. A day where around every corner, no matter the location, women seemed ready to throw themselves at him. It was like something out of a porno movie, and yet despite the sex being incredible and the ladies offering it being equally stunning in their own unique ways, Jasiri wasn't sure if he could handle that level of affection and attention. On one hand it seemed like everything he had ever dreamed of, sexually speaking. A rotating door of beautiful women to pump full of his seed. To leave dripping and mewling in satisfaction as they rubbed at their swollen bellies, eagerly anticipating the cubs which they hoped would one day spring forth from Jasiri's siring. But on the other hand... turning fantasy into reality came at a cost. After a day like this, assuming that he wasn't mere seconds away from waking up in a very sticky bed to discover that it had all been a dream, the cheetah was unsure how he was supposed to go back to a normal life.

What happened if tomorrow he went for a walk, and no ladies propositioned him? What happened if he went to the grocery store, saw that same jaguar who had been the first to tempt him into a public act of ecstasy and found her unreceptive to any secondary advances he might wish to make?

What happened if this was all some sort of fluke... or worse, some sort of grand send-off by the universe to prepare him for a long, painful sexual drought.

Shivering in distasteful confusion, the cheetah kicked off his shoes and peeled off his shirt, his trousers following closely in their wake and piling up on the hallway floor. With only his bulging boxer shorts residing upon his body, the fabric of their front slightly stained thanks to the quantities of pre-cum which had been soaked into them throughout the course of the day, Jasiri ascended the stairs towards the main bathroom. More than anything right now, more than food or sleep, he wanted a shower. To rid himself of the lingering musk of all the women with whom he had spent his time today, and the temptation to seek out more of the same which those deliciously seductive scents provoked.

About half way up the stairs, Jasiri heard shuffling. This wasn't entirely unsurprising, given that this was technically his mother's house too and by this point in the afternoon she was usually home from work. He didn't address her though, simply continuing to the upstairs landing and beginning to pad along the hallway to the bathroom. The shuffling and rustling of what sounded like bedsheets and blankets continued, and as the cheetah found himself passing his own bedroom he heard a soft burst of giggling emerge from within. Not his mother's laughter, but that of his girlfriend, Luna.

The cheetah fought back a whimper of anticipation as he froze, ears perking helplessly as the giggling and shuffling from within continued. He didn't know what his lover was doing inside his bedroom, but his imagination was all too willing to take a guess. It took all of Jasiri's inner strength not to pull open the bedroom door and have a look inside, but instead to press onward in search of a cooling, calming shower.

Just a few steps later however, fate betrayed Jasiri in the cruellest of manners.

Beneath Jasiri's feet, a floorboard creaked. The same floorboard which in the cheetah's younger years had led him to be caught countless times sneaking out of bed at night, and to this day had still outed him on countless occasions as he attempted to stealthily creep up on his mother or girlfriend to give them an oh so pleasant surprise pouncing!

From within the bedroom, Jasiri heard a collective gasp, and a sudden frenzy of murmurs that sounded like it was born of more than one, more than even two voices. A moment later, his mother's voice rang out clear and confident, yet with a pleading, desirous tone he had come to know all too well both from her in general, and on this day in particular.

"Don't leave us hanging... come on in. We're all waiting just for you."

Already feeling his cock beginning to swell and thicken within his underwear, his weary body and fatigued mind powerless against the relentless fury of his libido, Jasiri did as his mother's voice asked. He opened his bedroom door, stood, and stared.

His eyes bulged. His cock strained within its fabric confines, and a deep groan escaped the cheetah's muzzle as it fell slack with stunned hunger.

Within the bedroom, lying and seated upon his king sized mattress, were both Luna and Asira. The snow leopard was straddling one of the older cheetah's legs, seeming to gently grind her bare crotch down into Asira's furred flesh as she used both hands to work a substantially sized black rubber cock rhythmically in and out of Jasiri's mother's drooling pussy. That sight alone would have more than warranted Jasiri's reaction, but in reality that was only the very tip of the overwhelmingly erotic iceberg. All around his two established lovers, covering practically every inch of the large bed, was a host of seven or eight other women. Seated, kneeling or lying upon the bed stark naked, many of them with their hands between their legs or teasing at the unanimously stiff nipples upon their variety of beautiful breasts, every one of those women had their eyes fixated upon Jasiri. More specifically, upon his crotch.

From where she lay upon the bed, shivering and murmuring happily as Luna continued to pleasure her with the sizeable sex toy, Asira addressed her son on all the ladies' behalf.

"What's the matter, Jasiri? Kitty got your tongue."

Red faced and trembling with desire, the now vastly outnumbered male managed to frown. He took a step forward, and tried his best to glare at Asira and Luna, the obvious ringleaders of whatever was going on here, without focusing too vividly upon their bare bodies.

"It's not my tongue I'm worried about, mom. What the hell's going on here?"

The more time Jasiri spent staring at the collection of women sprawled across his bed, the more he began to realise that this was more than an impromptu little orgy. He began to recognise some of the faces and bodies laid out before him. A lioness. A Jaguar. Two identical twin Amur leopards. All women he had met this very day, along with others who had seduced him in the recent past. Before Jasiri could bring up this point though, his mother beat him to it.

"What does it look like? We're waiting for you. Our little club."

Shaking his head in confusion, the cheetah stared at each of the women in turn. Every one of them had the same expression upon their faces, mirroring the knowing smirks which rested upon his mother and Luna's own muzzles. They were all in on this... conspiracy. This master plan, whatever it may have been.

Jasiri didn't remain confused for much longer though, his snow leopard lover peeling herself away from his mother's squirming, pleasure stricken form and rising to her feet. Padding across the bedroom to stand before him, one hand coming to rest upon his chest while the other tenderly cradled her swollen, pregnant belly.

"You know how much I care for you, Jas. How much I love you for what you do to me... the way you make me feel."

Rising up onto her tip toes, Luna kissed Jasiri tenderly upon the muzzle. He growled softly in frustration, but kissed her back, his own hands drifting forward to clutch at her broad, fertile hips as she spoke to him once more.

"Me and your mom, we're both really lucky. So lucky... we feel that we need to share it. We spoke to a couple of our closest friends, told them about you and how happy we've been since you helped us."

Luna rubbed at her belly appreciatively, and back upon the bed Asira caressed her own plump but less overtly bulging stomach, moaning happily as one of the other women took over the task of working the dildo in and out of her. The snow leopard glanced back at the bed and the collection of women sitting eagerly and attentively upon it. She giggled softly.

"Needless to say, some of them were interested. Very interested. So much so that they started asking if perhaps we could set them up with a guy like you. Find a guy willing to do for them what you did for us. A guy exactly like you in temperament and talent. So, I spoke to your mom, and we agreed. Why bother wasting our time looking for someone who can compare to you for each of our friends... when we could just bring them right to the source."

Once again, Jasiri's eyes bulged as the penny dropped. As all of a sudden what Luna was suggesting filled his mind with perfect clarity.

"W-wait..."

He looked past his lover, to the bed and all of the women resting upon it. Beautiful feline forms of all shapes and sizes, from his age to the age of his mother and everything in between.

"...all of them? All of you?"

He spoke to them directly, and amidst a flurry of giggling, they nodded back at him. Luna answered for the group in a single, shamelessly sultry voice.

"All of us, Jasiri. We all want to be yours. Not mates exactly. I'm not giving you up for anyone, and they all know that. But perhaps... yeah, perhaps we could call ourselves your harem. We'll devote ourselves to you. Give ourselves to you more willingly than you can possibly imagine. And in return, all we ask... all that we need..."

The snow leopard tenderly slipped the hand which had been resting upon her swollen belly down between herself and Jasiri, and soon the cheetah found himself tensing in overwhelmed excitement as that warm paw found itself settling upon his straining cock.

"...is that you fuck us. Breed us. Give each and every one of us the satisfaction of knowing that we've not only been filled with the seed of the studliest cheetah around, but that soon each and every one of us will have a bulge to match my own."

Jasiri swallowed thickly, squirming upon the spot as Luna gently squeezed the tip of his oversized and overwhelmingly sensitive erection. His head swam with a mixture of desire and trepidation, caught between the wishes of his head and his horniness. What his lover was suggesting... what she and his mother seemed to have not only planned, but actively executed without his knowledge, was everything he had ever dreamed. To have not one, not two, but a veritable host of beautiful, horny kitties to breed and impregnate. To pleasure, and to allow to pleasure him in return. And yet, as open and confident a man as Jasiri may have been, he had never allowed his dream to be anything more than that. Never considered that it could be anything more than a fantasy. After all, he was already one hell of a lucky guy; able to come home not only to a girlfriend who loved him for who he was and what he had to offer, but also to his own mother. A gloriously intimate taboo which he had long since shattered.

This, however, seemed somehow even bigger than his intimate relationship with his own parent. A more complex and impossible to overcome taboo than the incestuous breeding in which he had already taken part.

How could he take such a risk? How could he hope to manage so many women... to provide for them, to care for them. To show them the devotion they all doubtlessly deserved.

But, at the same time, Jasiri found himself considering another opinion. A second voice in his head, speaking not with worry and fear, but with eager anticipation.

How could he not?!

How could he do anything but take this opportunity in both hands, and claim it for himself before the opportunity passed him by?

Gazing at his lover with a mixture of sternness and uncontrolled desire, the cheetah licked his lips and addressed the naked, grinning female.

"What do you think I'm going to say? What do you think my answer is going to be?"

Luna smiled. Not with any arrogance or pride taken in her intimate knowledge of Jasiri's thoughts, but simply because what she believed she did know was worth smiling about.

"Do you really think me and your mother would have even mentioned it... not just to you, but to other people, if we thought there was even a chance you'd say no? It may look like we've invited half the world's population into your bedroom, Jas. But trust me when I say the women who are here were chosen because they think like we do. And like you do. They said yes, just as we knew they would from the first vague suggestion of this play, and just like we know you'll say yes too."

Jasiri chuckled. He didn't reveal his answer either way, not yet at least, but did nod in acceptance of Luna's answer. Still nodding and smiling at his snow leopard lover, the cheetah padded forward. Past his girlfriend's naked form, approaching the edge of his large, heavily occupied bed.

He stood before one of the women, all too aware of his arousal, now hanging brazenly out of his underwear after having Luna fool around with it, twitching and throbbing with hunger as he gazed over the assembled array of beautiful flesh and fur. She stared back at him. At his cock. The woman, a middle aged leopard who Jasiri recognised as one of his mother's co-workers, moaned happily as Jasiri leaned in towards her. She tweaked sharply at one of her nipples, and shuddered violently as one of the cheetah's paws brushed the hand resting between her legs aside, replacing it with one of his own.

Sliding two fingers shamelessly into the woman, whose name he still did not even know, the cheetah growled tenderly, and pecked her fondly upon the lips. She whimpered, and melted happily into the kiss.

When their lips parted, Jasiri growled deeply, and asked this beautiful, pleasure ridden lady a single question.

"How did it make you feel when you found out who the father of my mom's bump really is?"

The cheetah's fingers curled upward within the leopard's pussy, and she tensed, grunting happily as he grazed her g-spot.

"A-ahh... I... I thought that s-she was... so lucky. To have a young stud like you in her life. To give her s-such an amazing gift. I wished that I could be like her. Feeling your kittens squirming in my belly, and knowing how it felt to be bred by a man as... as gifted as you."

Peeling himself away from the leopard with one more brief yet tender kiss, Jasiri left her to wail in frustration and plunge one of her own paws down between her legs. She desperately inserted not two, nor three but four eager digits in an effort to recapture the intense excitement of having the cheetah's fingers pleasing her. Jasiri meanwhile moved around the bed a little, towards the other non-snowy leopards upon the bed; the Amur leopard twins which he had already encountered once that day.

"And you... ladies? How would you feel about having the same father for your kittens?"

Jasiri didn't touch the twin felines at first, but shucked off the final remnants of his clothing as he began to address them. The cheetah scrambled up onto the bed, and flopped down casually between the two giggling, squirming Amur leopards. They cuddled up against him, one on either side, and immediately put their combined hands to work rubbing at his mammoth cock and balls. As Jasiri lay back and basked in their doubly-intimate affection, they answered with a single, shared response.

"We always wanted a close family."

"Like yours."

"Like ours."

"A family who don't just love one another. A family that loves one another."

Even as the twins' four hands teased and stroked at Jasiri's erection and his heavy balls, the cheetah could see and feel the intense electricity which existed between the two of them. The way their cheeks flushed as their fingers met upon the tip of his shaft. They weren't just excited to be here, they were excited to be here together. In a place where their secret wasn't some vast, unnameable taboo. Where not only could they enjoy one another, but they could do so knowing that every pair of eyes upon them was filled not with judgement or disgust, but with lust, longing and perhaps even envy over the bond they shared.

Jasiri grinned as he felt two of the twins' hands depart his cock, clutching intimately at one another, fingers interlaced with rampant adoration. He squirmed his way into a sitting position, and scrambled over one of the twins towards the centre of the bed. With a playful shove he pressed their two lithe bodies together, and nodded encouragingly as they both gazed at him with overwhelmed gratitude.

"You two can have fun with me later. Right now, I want you... I need you to make each other cum hard and loud. Do you think you can do that?"

The two Amur leopard's blushed, and after nodding bashfully for a moment or two, frozen under the collective gaze of the entire rest of the room, they rolled over to face one another and began to kiss with a fevered, joyously mutual whimper.

From close by Jasiri, he heard warm laughter, and turned to see his mother beaming at him with pride.

"That sounded awfully like the command of an alpha male. A pride leader. A harem lord. Does that mean you're starting to warm up to our idea?"

Jasiri grinned, glancing from his mother to Luna, the snow leopard having scrambled back up onto the bed herself, and then at the rest of the assorted felines surrounding them.

"Let's not kid ourselves. Luna said it... you never would have done any of this if you didn't know it was what I wanted."

The elder cheetah and younger snow leopard both giggled, and around the bed all the women who weren't busily fondling their twin sister murmured in excitement.

Asira looked at her son, and with a trembling gasp reached between her legs and pulled out the thick black dildo which had been resting there, held in place by small, barb like rubber nubs amidst her drooling, clenching walls. She cast the toy aside and reached out with both arms, beckoning to him as she spoke.

"Then say it. Say it for all of us to hear... and start living the life of a full time stud you've always known you were made for."

Crawling to his mother, laying himself down astride her and aligning their bodies for what was inevitably about to happen, Jasiri took one last look around the bed. On all sides, wedged together in one vast collection of furred, spotty feline arms, legs, tails, flushed faces and beautiful bare torsos, the women watched him. Attentive. Eager. Hungry for their slice of what he had to offer. His cheeks burned brightly, and he could feel his balls aching in knowing anticipation of the strain they were going to be placed under over the days to come.

"I want you all. Your bodies. Your pussies. I want to hear you scream and feel you cumming. I want to plant a litter in each and every one of you."

All around, Jasiri heard his myriad lovers to be moaning and mewling in giddy joy. Beneath him, he felt his mother tremble with desire, and tenderly pushed himself down against her, pinning the plump, ample breasted cheetah to the bed.

"I want to fuck you all. But before then... before I share myself with any one of you who are new to this little family, I want to show you what you can expect. I want you to watch as I breed my mom, and then my girlfriend till they cum like the needy, horny kitty cats they are.

Planting a gentle kiss on Asira's muzzle, Jasiri stared deep into her eyes as he continued to address the entirety of his harem.

"And while you wait your turn... while you listen to the screaming and mewling and cumming going on all around you, I want you to enjoy the show. To get to know your new family, just like Luna and my mom were getting to know each other when I showed up."

The elder cheetah shuddered, and her eyes bulged as Jasiri shifted slightly and began to work his vast, barbed cock into her welcoming depth. Her son's voice rang in her ears, and as he spoke on she began to gurgle and whimper in already helpless ecstasy.

"I want you all to know that all of this... it's not just about me. About my cock and my cum and my kittens. It's about you. Your happiness. Your satisfaction. Your pleasure."

Already the room was beginning to fill up with the sounds and shufflings of countless bodies moving into the throes of intimacy with one another. All with one eye upon Jasiri and his mother's trembling bodies, yes, but also focused on their own bliss, and the happiness of the feline into whose embrace they had so easily drifted. The sound of Jasiri's continued speech began to blend into the background, until finally he too became overwhelmed by the warm tightness of his mother's pussy around him, and his words trailed off into deep, rumbling growls of arousal.

"Nothing makes me happier than seeing a woman I love satisfied. Than watching a beautiful lady squirm and scream. N-nothing... ohhh... oh god, m-mom."

In the middle of his bed, surrounded by his harem, Jasiri began to make love to his mother in earnest. To show off how much he truly cared, how deeply he craved not just his own satisfaction, but hers too.

He made love to his mother with all the force and passion he could muster, just as he knew he would soon make love to Luna. And then someone else. And someone else. And then another. And another. And another.

Jasiri didn't know how he was going to survive this night. How he was going to fuck, to satisfy and to hopefully impregnate each and every one of the many incredible, gorgeous kitties with whom he was currently sharing his bed.

But somehow, he'd do it. He had to. They deserved nothing but the best, after all. Nothing less than his complete and total devotion.

After all, they were his now. His lovers. His harem. His family.

And in turn, he was theirs.

By Jeeves