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Anon , you said? [x] Yes [ ] No

Welcome aboard, Sweetheart. You just heard of the Purrcision's most cherished men, with Chad being your favorite of their big cats. Fortunately, your chance to woo him was this night. You carefully walk to his doorstep, excited to seduce the best that his family offers. You ring the doorbell a bit nervously, but Chad may not mind. He unlocks the front door, happier to see you. "Hey there, [Anon]. It's me, Chad Purrcision. Please come in," he says. Your heart races as he starts gesturing you to take a seat. "Have a seat, please," he said before gesturing you to sit down. Out of respect, you sit down quietly for him. "Where have you first learned me from," he asks when his gaze meets with yours. "A couple of fan-fictions," you say. Chad looks slightly awkwardly, but he regains his composure. "Would you say that some were pornographic," he asks. You nod as he looks interested. "I'm a bit of a bad girl," you tease. Chad purrs lustfully while he sits next to you. Naturally, you blush a bit as his fur brushes alongside your skin.

However, you notice how most of his fur does not have spots. "Where are your spots," you ask. Chad frowns a bit, remembering when he was teased, due to his lack of spots. "What? Do you want me to laugh," he snarled. You bite your lip very anxiously, now that those recessed memories surged through his mind. He looks at you, as if he'll maul you. "Do you want to know what happens whenever I'm mocked for my fur," he asks. You feel his hostility becoming tenfold, as if he'll take it out. "I'm sorry if that offended you, Chad," you say. Chad puffs some breath and gives a strong glare directed towards you. "When I was growing up as a cub, I was ridiculed for my lack of spots. Other cheetahs mocked me, humans thought I was dragged out of Hell with unnatural fur, but I knew they were wrong. I began improving my strength, energy, and especially genitalia. No cheetah possibly mates as well as I have, according to the women I've won the hearts of," he says. You look with a confused expression, but catch on to his tale. "That sounds very horrible," you say.

Chad purrs a bit more calmly as his expression shifts to one slightly more relaxing. "[Anon], I'm glad you understand why that ruins my mood," he said. You gulp as his nails brush a little playfully at your neck and its flesh. "Have you heard of taxidermy, my friend," he asks. Your face goes pale at the more disturbing topic. For one reason or another, you were scared of the thought of an animal post-taxidermy, especially those cute pets you've had. "I get the creeps by that thought. I like taking care of animals, so that sounds sick to me," you say. Chad nods, understanding why you may have that fear. "I can't imagine my mom or dad stuffed up, either. Even I'm crept out by that thought, and I've been an officer. This crucial status symbol says a lot, considering I've seen multiple corpses, gore, and all that sick shit," he says. You gulp again, this time from Chad mentioning gore. "Chad, thank you for protecting and serving," you say, carefully hugging him. Chad purrs as you hug him by the waist. "Sure thing. I wish to guard Egypsia," he says.

For one reason or another, both of you kiss. Neither you nor Chad were reluctant. Could it be he likes you? Chad smiled as his paws were caressing your waist. Once the kiss stops, you smell what some think of as musk. "Should I get on my knees and then please you," you ask. Chad shakes his head as he playfully brushes your thick, long hair. "I'll like to help you with that," he says as he eagerly bends you over. You look back confused when he playfully tugs you by the hair. "Uh, excuse me? Won't you just penetrate me, instead of just a slight hair tug," you angrily ask. Chad groans as he tries applying a new condom. "I can't get this to fit yet," he yells. You roll your eyes at first, but your attention spotted his cock. "Jesus Christ, how is that size possible," you ask, although accidentally aloud. Chad notices your question and maliciously grins at you. "Better one; can you possibly take it," he playfully teases to you, still grinning ear-to-ear. You gulp as you let him enter your vagina. Immediately, your vaginal walls feel clogged, but Chad continues going in you. "That's probably deep enough," he says.

Your hips begin quivering as each thrust penetrates part of your pussy with Chad's dick triggering those G-spots. "Do you think you'll last that long," he asks. You shake your head, uncertain about if you'll keep up with him. "Did you suit up," you ask. Chad nods as he turns your head to face his erection's condom. "I need customized ones for the women I've scored with," he says. You groan as you feel a violent orgasm from both of you. Somehow, you feel his erection impregnating you right now. "Oh son of a bitch! I think I'm becoming pregnant," you yell. Chad casually shrugs when his thrusts start becoming slower. "Not all safe sex attempts are successful. At least I have preferred vaginal," he shouts back to you, ready for an argument with you. You know that this won't end well for anybody, so you sigh and look with a calmer expression. "Sorry, I just did not plan on becoming a mom," you say. Chad looks disappointed at first, but gets a hint. "There is putting it up for adoption. Most orphanages don't have much kids," he says.

One Month Later...

It turned out that you were not becoming pregnant; part of the condom that broke clogged some parts of your vagina, but the doctor was successful with thoroughly cleaning you of latex-like remnants, including one that stopped egg fertilization. "I like safe sex, but bareback's easier," you thought. Chad certainly had the right idea with safe sex, but a 20-something+ inch cock was too big to lose your virginity, yet that orgasm never felt so strong back then.