She Said Yes
Summer had just begun. The days were longer, sunnier, and hotter, and the kids were out of school for the next three months. It was also the busy season for many recreational and entertainment businesses, along with many local restaurants and eateries; one of these was Axeford's local ice cream parlor, Charlie's Custard. Naturally around this time of year, many of their new hires were young high schoolers or college-aged kids needing a summer gig.
One of these young, new hires was a black and white German shepherd with black hair and blue bangs. He was an average-looking 20-something who clearly was in his prime and a well-seasoned athlete for his young age. Even with his work uniform covering up most of him, one would be safe to assume he had a lithe but strong build. Between that and his striking blue eyes, white accents along his cheeks, and his blue bangs framing it all, many came to Charlie's Custard just to see this cute, new canine.
Yet there was one customer in particular who caught wind of this new youngster in town, look past his cute appearance, and, eventually, test his fighting abilities.
It was late on a Friday night, one of two nights Charlie's was open later than usual. At about a half hour before closing time, the bell above the door into the colorful parlor jingled as their last customer of the night entered.
She was a light grey, green-striped tiger who was clearly packing some serious muscle and noticeable breasts, despite her hoodie covering her upper body; her shorts didn't leave much to the imagination, however. Her brown hair was parted to the right, appearing to be a side shave cut, revealing a dual-stud eyebrow piercing above her left eye. Even though her hair was parted to the right, one would still notice her orange and black ear piercings on her right ear.
She pushed up her glasses with a paw pad as she looked at the menu behind the counter, then the selection of flavors and toppings behind the glass. But before she could even make a decision, the black and white canine greeted her.
"Hi! Welcome to Charlie's!" He said enthusiastically, finishing up one of his closing duties. His tail wagged as he took his position behind the counter. "What can I get ya?"
The tiger gave him her order and apologized for coming in so soon before closing time. While her voice sounded vaguely feminine, there was a hint of depth in it. When she got to the register, she noticed the young canine looking her over and blushed.
"Don't take this the wrong way ma'am, but uh...y-you look pretty big for a woman," he stammered as he finished up.
She giggled, somewhat caught off-guard by the comment. "Thanks, dude. Was at the gym just now."
"Where do you workout?"
She gave the name of the local fight gym she frequents. "Just a typical drills night, nothing too spectacular."
His left ear perked up as his tail wagged, as his right seemed to be permanently bent downward. "Oh! You fight! What do you do?"
She shrugged. "A mix, really. Mostly boxing, Dutch, wrestling. Sometimes I'll do the pro wrestling stuff every now and again."
His blue eyes widened in surprise. His long, fluffy, netted tail lashing about behind him, brushing a little too close to the sink they use to wash their scoops and dishes.
"Hey! Quit flirting with the cat and help me close, Yes!" A voice shouted from the back.
"Sorry, Alyssa!"
The big tiger flashed a smirk at him and giggled. "I can wait outside if you want. I ain't got nothing else going on the rest of tonight except rest up from training."
"Sure!" Yes replied.
She nodded and waved at him. "See ya in a bit."
As she headed out the door of the parlor, Yes couldn't help but get one quick look at her backside. Even if she wasn't wearing tight shorts, they did not hide how massive her leg muscles were, nor did they hide how round but firm her ass looked. Yes was used to being with women who had a similar body type to his, albeit some with extra curves. But this tiger had BULK. She could crush him if she wanted to, and with little effort, it seemed. The thought of sparring then bedding her got him excited. He was thankful his belt and pants were tight around his waist, or else Alyssa would notice him fantasizing again; not that his face hid that feeling very well.
* * *
The summer evening was quite chilly despite how sunny and warm it was during the day; Rickie was glad she keep her hoodie on. She sat at one of the brightly colored tables just outside the parlor, having finished her ice cream and already tossed the disposable cup and spoon in the trash. It took the canine about 20 minutes or so after closing hours to clock out for the night before he could join her.
"Hey there!" He beamed at her, quickly sitting at a chair across from her. "Closing took a bit longer than usual."
"It's all good," she replied, smiling. "I've done my fair share of closing shifts years ago, so I get it."
"Oh really! Where?" He asked, wagging his tail excitedly.
"Well, back in college..."
She felt like she was giving an interview as she listed off her job history up to the present, but she knew the kid was just curious. The whole time he was bright eyed, left ear perked and attentive, tail wagging. She wanted to give him pets and call him a 'good boy' for being such a good listener, but she just met the kid.
"So, yeah, that's...that's about it," she said with an awkward chuckle.
"Okay, wait..." He slapped his paws on the table. "You OWN the International Fighting Organization I've heard about since moving here!?"
She giggled, thankful it was dark enough to hide her blush. "Yeah...though I don't think it'll be around much longer, sadly."
"Oh..." His ears and tail drooped when she said that.
She sighed. "Simply put, while we do get plenty of ticket and merch sales, it's not coming in fast enough to keep the lights on much longer, ya know?"
"Could I help at all?"
She waved a paw dismissively. "Nah, don't worry about it. It's my problem, not yours." She then slapped both her paws on the table this time, staring intently at him, though in a joking matter. "Anyway..."
He flinched when she did that, though giggled at her humor.
"I couldn't help but notice your name is...Yes?"
He scratched his cheek and chuckled. "Um...yes? My name is...'Yes.'"
She stuck out her right paw for him to shake, which he did so. "Name's Rickie, Yes."
"Rickie?" He asked, letting go of her hand. "Isn't that a guy's name?"
She shrugged. "Well...yeah, typically. It's rare for a woman to have that name, though it'd be spelled differently. One of those kinds of names, ya know?"
"I see, I see. So, you do a variety of fighting styles then?"
"Mmhmm," she nodded.
They spent who knows how long sharing their respective combat histories, philosophies, and reasons why they chose and embraced their disciplines. Rickie was quite impressed, and a tad jealous, with how young Yes began his boxing and kickboxing training and keeping it up to this day. She couldn't say the same thing, but she's been around the ring more than a few times in her life.
Nearing the end of their conversation, Rickie pulled out a business card from her purse. The first thing Yes noticed was the distinct logo for her organization, the International Fighting Organization (IFO), against a plain, white background. He flipped it over and found that logo again, only smaller near the corner, against a dark blue background. Near the top was her first and last name in large, white letters. Below that, also in white text, was a list of all her social media handles, business email, and business phone number.
"Poke me on any of those but my email and phone number if you wanna chat more. Hell, if you wanna spar sometime, I'm always down for that and we can work something out!"
"Oh wow! Cool, cool," he said, pocketing the card. "I'll be sure to get in touch with ya!"
She nodded and stood up. "Besides..." She said, setting one of her feet paws on the seat of the table and flexing her leg muscles while slapping her thigh. "I wanna see what all that training can do against these." She winked and set her foot back down on the pavement.
"See you soon, cutie," she cooed, waving him goodbye, walking away with a little extra sway in her steps.
Immediately Yes whipped out his phone and the business card and frantically began looking her up. Maybe tonight wasn't his lucky night, but he had a feeling he would have one soon. This big tiger was too much to pass up.
* * *
[7:15 PM]: OK! I'm here! I think I'm at the right hotel
[7:15 PM]: What was the room number again?
[7:16 PM]: 256 cutie~
[7:16 PM]: Omw!
[7:17 PM]: ????
The black and white canine darted through the lobby and frantically looked for the elevators. With the duffle bag's strap slung over his shoulder, Yes made his way up to Rickie's hotel room, tail wagging frantically the whole time. Once he made it to her room, he knocked on the door while bouncing on his toes in excitement, immediately noticing the 'Do not disturb' sign hanging off the door handle. If he wasn't getting aroused with excitement just thinking about going up against the tiger, what he saw when she opened the door made him pitch a not-so-subtle tent in his shorts.
The lovely view lasted only for a split second, as she seemed to yank him in and slam the door shut. He could've sworn she had on what looked like her full kickboxing gear but no top or gloves. It didn't matter though, as he got a good feel for how big she really was in the bearhug she pulled him in. Even though he was a few inches taller than her, she somehow yanked him hard enough he couldn't stand straight and fell right in between her large, bare breasts.
"You ready, puppy?" Rickie cooed, looking down at an obviously flustered Yes.
"Mmhmm~" He nodded, tail still wagging as his face went from black and white to a rosy red.
"Then gear up," she ordered as she let him go, giving him a scritch on his head.
"Yes ma'am!"
As Yes opened his bag and prepared himself for the night's activities, he couldn't help but stare as she stretched before their fun. Yeah, she was big, but he could tell right away she was fairly flexible. It was here too he got a better look at her gear: a black and orange boxing skirt that appeared to not have anything underneath, black and orange shinguards, and orange wraps around her paws. If she was going for a battle maiden look, she's got it down pat. He then took note of the space of the room; it seemed to be enough for a decent sparring session, albeit smaller than a ring or open gym. It would definitely make for plenty of close encounters for sure.
Meanwhile, Rickie began sizing up the young canine as he changed. He looked thin but somewhat buff, almost having a twunk build. She liked that. She also noticed Yes' gear was all blue: blue trunks, blue shinguards, and wraps. Even the gloves he pulled out were blue, though she noticed each one had a light blue, 5-point star on the top of each.
"Alrighty. Ready to glove up, puppy?" She asked, popping in her orange mouthguard while getting her black gloves on.
He nodded as he too got his mouthguard and gloves on.
"So..." She cooed, pounding her gloves together. "We're just going until we get tired or horny, correct?"
"Yep!" He replied excitedly, tapping his gloves then shadowboxing a bit.
"And we doing kickboxing, yeah?"
"I'm still a bit new to it, but yep!"
"Good~"
She got her gloves up while he did the same. They both tapped gloves and got into their similar, orthodox stances.
"Ding ding~"
They began to circle each other in the small space, more so to get a feel for how much room they have to fight in before things get taken to the king sized bed nearby.
It wasn't before long when Yes threw the first kick, or tried to anyway, as Rickie checked it by raising a knee. She then countered with one in return to his thigh, though blocked the follow-up punch to his face.
*Yip!* "Wow! You're strong!" He said as he tried to move about within the limited space.
Rickie smirked and tossed a couple more jabs towards him to force him back against the wall, though the young canine was quick to dodge. She commended him for how well he kept his gloves up, but the tiger already knew how to get after him regardless. It was still the beginning of their little sparring session; both of them were still fresh for the night ahead.
She hopped back from her assault when Yes went for a kick towards her, bobbing and weaving as her bare breasts bounced with her movements. Judging from Yes' flustered face, the tiger knew what would be the cause of his inevitable downfall. As they tried to fake each other out, Rickie went for a few more jabs towards him to back him up again towards the bed this time.
Too fast to block or counter her punches, Yes managed to land a push kick towards her gut but stumbled and fell back against the bed. However, he used his momentum to bounce right back onto his feet.
"Guhh! Good one~" She commented after being knocked back a few steps.
He panted a bit. "Thanks!"
"Still gotta work on your balance though."
Rickie threw another low kick towards him then grabbed his shoulders to knee him in the gut, making him fall right back against the bed again.
*Yip!* He cried out as he fell back. This time he decided to take a few seconds to catch his breath as he felt the sting in his abs from her knee. Regardless of how much damage he's taking already, it was obvious how much he enjoyed this, as the tent in his trunks seemed to get bigger.
She lowered her gloves out of respect, panting a bit as well. "I'll admit, you do have some strong legs yourself."
He smiled at that. "Thanks~" He sucked in a breath and quickly got himself standing back up again. He shook his arms out and pounded his gloves together.
"Alright, that was just a warm-up round." She said, pounding her gloves together before putting them up again. "Let's go a little harder this time, shall we~"
"Sure~" He replied, smacking his gloves together and getting them up again as well.
They both tapped gloves for their next 'round.'
Yes just managed to get the slip when Rickie immediately threw another jab to his face, nabbing her on the side of her tit with a hook.
"Gah!" She growled, countering with a fast and hard hook then uppercut to his head. She hopped back to hold her punched boob for a moment before getting her gloves back up. "Oh...you're fucked now!"
Despite the threat, Rickie was forced on the defensive from the canine's sudden surge of offense. Yes was starting to get scrappy now, throwing several combos towards the tiger to try and close the gap. The semi in his trunks seemed to grow and stiffen even more now, not hiding how much he loved throwing paws with the tiger.
"Oof! Unff! Guh!"
Yes' punches came at her quick. She took the majority of those aimed at her tough tummy, but struggled to either block or dodge any aimed towards her face or boobs. Regardless, she did have a tendency to be a bit of a stonewall, as he barely got her to budge. Though she did have a suspicion of his intentions with this strategy.
She growled. Partially out of her natural frustration during a fight, partially because she too was starting to get heated.
Wanting to end this already and get right to business, she suddenly snatched him tight in a clinch. Her boobs and strong body squished against his taller, thinner build, and she immediately began pounding his sides in the clinch.
Yes whined at how strong her punches were hitting him, though he never put any effort into breaking the clinch. However, he did counter with a couple punches to try and nab her boobs again, but her legs were quicker. He felt those knees of hers stabbing right in the middle of his abs again while she still had a hold on him.
"Agh! Ugh!" He whined, feeling himself leak through his trunks as the tiger smashed in his gut. He took in this painful but blissful state for a moment, then looked down at her with a tired but loving smile.
But his blissful state broke when the tiger suddenly walked him back against the wall, then kissed him.
He immediately melted as soon as she did so, showing her just as much tender care in return. But that mood also quickly changed when she began slamming her fist into his abs over and over, keeping him pinned against the wall and the kiss locked in. He felt his breath whoosh out of him and into her from each punch she gave.
This felt like it went on for an eternity, but she eventually stopped and broke the kiss. However, it was clear she wasn't done with him yet.
"Alright! Playtime's over!" She growled lustfully as she grabbed his sore body and tossed him onto the bed.
"Agh! What the—?" He yelled as he landed on his back onto the soft mattress. While he was very much looking forward to what Rickie had in mind, she could be one scary kitty. Before he knew it, he felt the tiger tugging awkwardly on his trunks. He helped as much as he could, given both of them still wore their gloves. His hard, leaking cock sprung up once that blue waistband went past his balls.
Before he could react, Rickie immediately began going down on him, taking his whole length in her mouth with ease. Both of them let out soft moans from the pleasure as she bobbed her head up and down rhythmically.
"Oh fuck, Rickie~ You're a pro at this~" He said, softly.
"Mmmm~" She grinned and looked up at him with his whole cock in her mouth for a moment, then slowly brought her head back up along its length. With one, strong, last bit of suction, she glided her mouth off his cock with a soft *pop*. She then held his cock as best as she could with the gloves on and slowly stroked him.
"This isn't the only thing I'm a pro at, you know~" She cooed.
"Oh yeah?" He asked, slyly. Though his bravery went away when she crawled further onto the bed on all fours, letting her massive bulk hover over him.
She chuckled evilly. "I noticed you eyeing my ass in particular when we first met. Why don't you take a closer look, hmm?"
"Oh I wouldn't be opposed to tha—ACK!!"
Those beautiful, massive, strong legs were suddenly clinched tight around Yes' neck. Even though he struggled to breath in the scissor hold, he did like how close he was to the tiger's ass. He could detect her strong, feminine musk a lot more here than during their spar, especially since it was confirmed she didn't wear any spandex under her boxing skirt. He tried to lift the bit of satin fabric up to try and get a good lick, but Rickie torqued her hips, cranking him into the hold more.
"Hey now! I didn't say you could have a taste back there, bud!" She ordered before sucking on his cock again.
Yes began to moan much more now, especially with how much the pressure in his cock quickly built up.
But he got no rest.
While Rickie showed off how much of a cocksucking pro she was, she gently swayed her hips side to side, cranking the young canine's neck in the scissor hold little by little. And little by little, he began to make upward thrusts into her maw, slow at first but quickly getting faster and faster. His moans became louder as well the more she sucked on him. He was about to burst, but Mommy Rickie wasn't going to allow that just yet.
"Ack! W-what are you—"
"Now, now, puppy," she ordered, giving his junk a tight grip. "I'm not gonna let you cum just yet, understand?"
Yes just whined in response.
"I'll take that as a...pfft, 'yes,'" she snickered as she released his tiny head from her massive thighs as Yes let out a gasp and a cough. She crawled to the side of him, still keeping a gloved grip on his junk, and gently rubbed her other glove over his abs.
"Doing okay?" Her dominating demeanor was suddenly loving and caring when she asked.
He nodded, panting a bit to get some air back into his lungs. She's definitely one of those women who really test his endurance.
"Good boy," she beamed as she gave him some head pats.
Still keeping somewhat of a tight grip on his cock, Rickie swung a leg over to get into a mounting position. As she did so, she made sure his cock was flat against his hips and tummy for now, sliding her wet, musky pussy along its length and pressing against his abs with her weight.
"Oh my fucking god~ That feels amazing~" He breathed out, letting his head lull back.
"Hehe~ Just wait 'til I stick this inside, puppy~" She cooed with a wink.
Gripping around his cock with a gloved paw again, she lifted her hips to line herself up. She gently brushed the canine's cock tip against her folds and clit to tease him some more before slowly sliding herself onto him. Thankfully everything was naturally lubed up enough Rickie went down the whole hilt with ease, ending just above the knot.
"Mmmff~" She moaned, biting her lower lip. "There we go~"
Meanwhile, Yes was just laying there with his arms above his head, tummy and chest fully exposed. He took a moment to admire the tiger's powerful beauty as she gently rode him, contracting her pussy against his shaft to match her movements. Her breasts bounced rhythmically, hypnotically, as if they wanted him to touch them.
He did, of course, and Rickie was more than willing to lean closer to him to make his reach easier. Yet she seemed to only allow this for a moment when she leaned back up and planted her gloved fists firmly on his abs.
"Nngg...what'cha doing there ki—OOOF! UUHUH! MMF!"
All at once, Rickie slammed her hips down on his cock and punched his abs and chest. Yes felt breath after breath leave him with each punch. He went to put his gloves up to protect his already sore body, but instead let his arms fall to his sides and give in to the tiger's punishment.
Then as quickly as she started, she stopped her punches...for now.
"*Huff...* Hope you've been working on your abs, puppy..." She panted as she began riding him again much faster this time, pressing into his abs for support.
"Mmff...just...please...don't...break...my...hips...fuck..." "Fuck! Is she always a power fucker like this?" He thought as she practically smashed her hips with his.
The rest of their time on the bed went similarly: Rickie swapped between riding Yes' cock to Hell and pounding his abs and pecs like they were raw meat. Still, the young canine took it all like a champ, as this wasn't the first time he's been overpowered by a larger, stronger woman in the bedroom.
Soon enough, Yes was reaching climax, and he could tell Rickie was getting tuckered out from her domination all night. She was on all fours hovering over him, tired, panting, but still wanting more of his doggy dick inside her. Neither of them needed to say a word as she planted her legs as soon as Yes grabbed her powerful hips and began thrusting upward.
"Oh fuck yes! Give it to me! Come on puppy!"
All he could reply with was grunts and growls as he rammed deep into her, letting his primal need to breed take control.
She began to growl as well as she clenched tight against his shaft, letting her front half fall next to him as she held him tight. She barely managed to keep 'it' at bay for now; the beast wanted to play, but 'it' can wait for another time.
"Grrrr! Yes! Yes! I can almost feel it...fuuck! Nnnnnghh!!"
"Agh! Ahhh! Fuck!"
All at once Yes slammed his swelling canine knot into her needy tiger pussy and shot load after load inside of her. He wasn't sure if she had a womb or not, though that didn't matter right now; they'll worry about that later.
Meanwhile, Rickie kept her legs as firm as she could until Yes was finished breeding her. She waited a few moments before gently rocking her hips up and down with him knotted in her as she tried to find a comfortable position for both of them until he could pop out.
They both looked each other in the eyes as they panted heavily. Without a word, they shared a quick but tender and loving kiss as they took a breather.
"*Huff...hufff* Should...Should I be worried about...about getting your pregnant?" He asked between heavy breaths.
"*Huff...* Nope...I have no womb...so we're good!" She panted with a smile.
He smiled back as his tail helplessly wagged despite being pinned between him and the mattress. Every so often he'd feel Rickie adjust her hips as she slowly tried to loosen him out, though that only made him hornier. He could tell she was getting impatient.
"Hey, um...Rickie?" He asked.
"Hmm?"
"You want me to just...pop it out? Even if I'm not fully deflated yet?"
She gave a low growl at the thought. This is always the one part she hated about taking a doggy dick, regardless of which hole it went in.
"Do it..." She replied as she winced and prepared herself; doing this always left a bit of a sting afterwards, but it's nothing she couldn't handle. She gritted her teeth and winced when she heard an audible *pop* behind her, then immediately felt all of Yes' cum leak out of her gaping pussy as his wet cock plopped over his thigh.
She then turned and fell on her back beside the canine, tired, exhausted, but satisfied for now. Though Yes immediately cuddled up beside her, to which she lazily embraced him in return.
"Hey, Yes?"
"What is it, kitty?" He replied as he was all nice and curled up next to her.
"You're an alright kid, ya know that?"
He giggled and blushed in response. "Thank you, Rickie."
They cuddled on the disheveled bed for a few moments as they let their bodies rest for a time. They shared a few kisses, petted each other with their gloved paws, Rickie even let Yes get a few free gutpunches in himself. That was enough to get them riled up for round two of their fun time on the bed, though Rickie was the one laying down this time. Might as well be fair and let the young canine be a little dominant for a change. Her tits weren't too happy with the decision, but she sometimes enjoyed the pain.
Naturally, after what felt like hours of a long fight 'n fuck session, they agreed to hit the showers. After stripping themselves of their respective gear, Rickie, being the eager, dominant tiger she is, practically shoved Yes towards the shower by his waist.
They waited a few moments for the water to get nice and warm. Rickie guided the young canine in by his paw to join her. As they both embraced, they shared a long, tender kiss while rubbing each other down, massaging their sore muscles. Rickie was about to reach for the shampoo when Yes leaned down towards her ear.
"C-Can you...punch my abs some more? W-With your, um...bare...knuckles?" He asked, quietly.
She turned back around, holding him tenderly by his waist with her paws looking up at him. "You sure, bud? I don't want to cause you any severe injury for the sake of being kinky."
He nodded. "I can take it, Rickie."
"Okay..." She replied. "Just let me know if it becomes too much...alright?"
He simply nodded, leaning in closer to nuzzle his forehead with hers as he rubbed her sides and hips.
It didn't take long for them to share another deep kiss with each other as Rickie slowly backed him up against the shower wall. She started off gentle, somewhat pulling her punches for now. But while the mutual kiss muffled any noises from the young canine, it was satisfying to hear the *plap...plap...plap...* of her knuckles hitting wet skin and fur.
She kept the pace for a few moments, though increased the power of her punches little by little.
"Mmmff...Mmmmfff....Mmmfffaaa..."
Soon enough, Yes had to break their kiss to try and suck in whatever air he could, only for it to leave him immediately from another punch to his abs.
"Ooof...Arf...Mmmff..."
His whole body quickly became weaker and weaker as he began to use the big tiger for support. Though being the gentle dom that she is, Rickie noticed how much he began to slouch and stopped her punches.
"Doing okay?" She asked in a concerned tone as she held him upright.
"Nnggh...yeah..." He replied with a chuckle, holding a paw over his sore, possibly bruised, abs.
She chuckled as well, though was still more concerned than anything. "Alright, you wannabe punching bag, let's get cleaned up and I'll see about getting some ice on your tummy, if you want, okay?"
Yes smiled and kissed her once more, then hugged her tight. "Thank you, Rickie. This was fun!"
"Anytime, puppy!" She replied, hugging him back.
The rest of their time in the shower was lukewarm at best, cold at worst, petting and showing each other affection as they cleaned each other. Even after they stepped out of the shower to dry off, Yes couldn't seem to keep his paws off the big tiger, not that she minded. He then took her by the paw and smiled.
"What is it, puppy?" She asked.
"I wanna cuddle some more~" He replied, softly.
She giggled. "But we just got down sho—"
Yes seemed to drag Rickie out of the bathroom and straight onto the bed, pulling her right into a cuddle. Neither of them were fully dried yet, and Rickie still had a towel wrapped around her. She landed on top of him as her towel came loose and nearly crushed him with her heavier bulk, harming his abs further.
But it's not like Yes cared about his injuries at all. He just wanted the big tiger in his arms and liked how hers nearly engulfed him. Both of them knew they would regret their soreness in the morning, but that didn't matter right now. And it didn't take long for them to fall asleep in this loving embrace.