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Continued from Part 1, Tiffany and Mark continue their tour with Furwaukee.

Tiffany grinned as she looked around the street's sides. "I'm enjoying the tour," she said. Mark stopped in front of his house he had. "This is what I call a home," he said. Tiffany's jaw dropped as he opened the front door after unlocking it. "There's more to see, so come in," he said. Tiffany looked at the antique mirror on the wall. "How did he get all of this," she thought. Mark saw Tiffany's surprised facial expression in the mirror. "Are you impressed already," he asked. Tiffany smiled as he hugged her. "Yes; I'm surprised you have a fortunate home like this," she said. Mark showed her more rooms, including the dining room, where Pat waved to her friend. "Welcome home, Boss," she happily said. Tiffany curiously looked at the table with a shine. "Do you feel like a king when you eat here," she asked. Mark pridefully nodded as he saw a minor reflection of his face on the wood. "Honestly, sometimes I do," he said. Tiffany blushed a little as she looked at him. "Who was the rat in your house," she asked.

Mark shook his head in embarrassment. "Her name is Pat, but she is not a rat," he said. Tiffany laughed a little as she heard him rhyme, which actually charmed her a bit. "Sorry, my bad," she playfully teased. Mark gestured Tiffany to follow him to one of his favorite rooms. "There is one room that I especially love up there," he said as he went up the stairs. Tiffany followed him and watched him get in a room he loved. "I love this room; out there, you can see a pool and yard," he said. Tiffany felt flattered by him and happily looked out of the window next to him. "Good Lord; this house keeps getting impressive," she said. Mark and Tiffany closed the bedroom door as the latter tried undressing, but stopped as a sharp pain went through her. Tiffany took a moment to appreciate how far this went for her. "Toffee, I won't kill somebody like Mark," she thought. Toffee's mind conflicted with his clone's. "He trusts you, so just trap him and choke him," he yelled in the mind. "Mark, I'm sorry; I need to consider a few things," she wept.

Tiffany locked the bathroom door and looked in the mirror she saw, unaware that Mark himself. "I love Mark too much; to kill the man I'm in love with would be ridiculous," she thought. Toffee sighed at his inept double. "You dumb bitch! He could dump you for another woman," he snapped in her mind. Tiffany kept crying as Toffee kept arguing with her. "Toffee, think of how suspicious it would look to them," she thought. Toffee's half angrily groaned at her. "Fine; I will let you love him, but just remember; don't trust humans," he said in her mind. Tiffany shook her head and looked into the mirror. "No, I trust him," she said as she ceased the spiritual conversation. Mark patiently waited for his guest, whose wails could have been heard. "What's wrong in there," he yelled. Tiffany came out crying as both of them hugged. "It's horrible; there's a headache I have," she said. Mark used his telepathy to go through her mind, noticing a fork between the road to which half of the minds. "I'll try to help," he said.

Tiffany kept sobbing as he noticed not one, but two spiritual energies. "I see; two minds in one soul," he said. Tiffany nodded as her headache continued. "Do you have any medicine for this," she asked. Mark nodded as he opened up a medical cabinet. "Here, this may help," he said. Tiffany accepted the medicine from Mark as he got out two pills. "Thank you so much," she said. Mark watched Tiffany begin to calm down a bit, relieving her of the bad headache. "I hope you still want to have sex with me," she said. Mark happily nodded as they went back to the room they saw the pool from. "I love you, too," he said. Tiffany pounced onto the bed and flashed her breasts after her white shirt is unbuttoned. "Surprise," she proudly shouted to him. Mark blushed at the erecting nipples on her breasts, which were real. "Great Scott; they're huge," he said. Tiffany nodded as she let him grope her breasts. "Touch all you want," she teased. Mark gulped a bit as he licked her boobs. Tiffany clenched her tail in anticipation. "Please have my milk," she quietly whispered to him.

Mark began suckling her left breast, tasting the milk that was lactated. Tiffany patted his head as he laid down next to his friend. "My breasts are ready for the motherhood, plus your needs," she said as her hand brushed his hair. Mark continued sucking on the breast full of milk, happy that Tiffany had free breast milk to drink. "I love suckling women for their milk," he thought. Tiffany panted as she watched him enjoy the breastfeeding. "You're the best human I can admire," she groaned. Mark gulped down the breast milk and tried out her right breast. Tiffany panted more when he resumed the breast suckling. "I'm glad you're enjoying my milk, milord," she teased. Mark continued drinking her breast milk as he looked up a bit. Tiffany loved his shining, cute brown eyes she saw. "Yes, you're Mommy's favorite," she teased. Mark soon finished the breast suckling and grabbed both of the breasts. "I loved the breastfeeding that you hosted," he said. Tiffany smiled as her camel-toe signaled she was completely prepared for sex.

"How's the camel-toe looking," she teased. Mark looked at the thick pants that were showing off her camel-toe. "Looks good to me," he said as his hand massaged the camel-toe. Tiffany's blush returned as she let him pull down her black pants. "Condom," she inquired as Mark found one inside one of her back-pockets. Mark accepted the offer and grabbed a lubricant bottle from a shelf. "I think I'll start lubricating this first," he said while applying it. Tiffany slid off her white panties and raised her legs for him. "Please, go ahead with my dark desires," she teased. Mark grabbed her hips and entered his cock in her warm vagina that had yet to be penetrated. Tiffany felt her hymen tear, but knew that this was only natural during vaginal penetration. "That will be reverted after the sex," she thought. Mark looked at Tiffany's skinny feet and groped them with his hands. The romantic lizard looked curiously as Mark began tickling her soft soles. "Careful; those are ticklish," she said. Mark's facial expression changed as he smelled her feet.

"I like how you keep these clean," he teased as he licked her right foot. Tiffany gasped at the sight, surprised that he would lick her feet. "How come I'm becoming wetter from this," she quietly asked to herself. Mark overheard this while teasing his attractive date's feet. "I've known women who've had foot fetishes," he said, particularly to answer his friend's question. Tiffany smiled as he continued licking her right foot. "I have to thank you for help with learning fetishes," she said. Eventually, Tiffany felt a squirting orgasm as Mark's erection hit her G-spot. The foot worshiping made this ejaculation much more intensified. "Mark," she cried out in joy. Mark smiled at his friend's orgasm he gave her. "Did that feel good," he asked. Tiffany nodded as Mark stopped the erotic foot foreplay. "I've never felt this emotion of joy," she said. Mark put down her feet and leaned close to kiss his friend. Tiffany returned this invitation with a French kiss the two could share. With locked lips and strong tongues, their French kiss made their days. Once the kiss stopped, both of their facial expressions were of love.

Mark hugged Tiffany as she looked calmer this time. "How do you feel," he asked. Tiffany returned the hug as she looked with satisfaction. "I feel pretty heavenly, thanks to you," she said. Pat overheard the sex and kissing and looked through the door's crack. "Good going, Boss," she happily thought. Tiffany raised a nipple to Mark. "More milk, my friend," she asked. Mark groped her breasts, suckling both of the nipples for a change. "Wow, you're even hungrier than I thought," she teased. Mark kept suckling both of the dark blue nipples, as to make sure Tiffany's breasts won't stain the buttoned top she loves to wear. "How much breast milk did she make," he thought. Suddenly, Mark felt a strange presence in his mind. "What are you doing with my clone," the masculine voice asked him. Mark's spirit confronted the voice he could now hear. "Clone? What would you deem a clone," he asked. The voice laughed as he carefully listened to Mark. "Call me Toffee. I'm why you're committing adultery right now," he said.

Mark nervously looked at the woman who fed him her breast milk. "You must be in her mind," he said. "Right you are," Toffee responded to Mark. Mark wondered why he spiritually felt Toffee as well in his mind. "Whoever Toffee is, he must be responsible for her pain," he thought. Tiffany noticed Mark's much slower suckling. "Mark, is everything OK," she quietly asked her ally. Mark just continued with the breast sucking as he hugged her waist. "Whatever may be bugging you, I hope things get well," she said as she gave him a kiss. Mark finished suckling for milk once he drained both of her breasts. "In my mind, somebody known as Toffee talked to me," he said. Tiffany frowned as she heard him mention the real name she had. "I think I remember someone by that name as well," she said. Mark and Tiffany were both confused, but the latter already knew who Mark was referencing. "You can meet him if you want, since I know who he is," she said. Mark just gave her a very skeptical facial expression. "How did you get to meet him," he asked.

Tiffany bit her lip a little as she saw his facial expression. "I don't know, Mark," she said. Mark pinned her to the bed as he gazed in her eyes. "Do I have to extract the truth from you, Tiffany," he asked. Tiffany saw his much stricter look and carefully. "See and find out," she teased. Mark walked to a shelf and presented a pair of strong handcuffs. "Bondage," he inquired. Tiffany grinned a little as she gave a nod. "Sure," she said. Mark cuffed the lizard's wrists together as her arms squished her breasts. "Now I'll have to make you talk," he said. Tiffany giggled as he began fingering her a bit. "Do your worst," she teased. Mark's hand reached deeper in her vagina. "There's your G-spot," he said as he remembered this sensitive "sweetspot" that made her have a squirting orgasm. Tiffany licked her lips in anticipation as she felt her vagina tighten near his hand. "I live with Toffee, who stole an invention last mo-," she paused as she accidentally ratted out Toffee during her orgasm. Mark grinned as he heard her word for word.

"I'll guess it was the _Gend-Bend_invention," he said. Tiffany whimpered as she nervously nodded. "Will I go to jail if I don't help you," she asked. Mark quietly nodded as he made her orgasm again. "I'll fist you if you don't promise you'll help with arresting that man," he said as he then vaginally fisted Tiffany, who moaned as she felt his entire right hand going in her. "As long as I'm not thrown in jail with him, I'll be yours for the rest of my lifffe," she groaned as she enjoyed another squirting orgasm. Mark nodded at the proposal and ceased the vaginal fisting after she ejaculated once again. "I'll stop now, considering you helped me," he said. Tiffany panted as she looked at the bed sheets. "That's a lot of vaginal fluids you made me ejaculate," she said. Ginger knocked on the door, wondering who Mark got to sleep with. "Mark, who's that in there with you," she asked. Tiffany noticed the voice and looked irritated at Mark. "I hope that is not your wife," she teased. Mark looked equally irritated at his incapacitated friend. "That is my wife," he said.

Ginger walked in and angrily looked at the reptilian. "Mark, Chad told me you were with a female criminal," she yelled. Chelsea and Pat, who both overheard the commotion, planned to check on Mark. "Chelsea, we should check on Mark," said Pat. Chelsea paused the video game and went with her. "Fine," she said. Ginger sighed as Mark presented the spy pen he had for her. "You can have this back now," he quietly whispered. Ginger saw the green LED lit up and grinned. "Thank you," she said as Mark and his wife hugged and kissed. Tiffany growled jealously towards Mark's wife, who groped Mark. Pat and Chelsea soon saw Mark and Ginger kissing at the door. "Ginger, what's wrong now," Pat inquired. Ginger looked at Mark's female housemates with a grin. "Chad warned me about someone Mark was going out with, but he luckily even handcuffed Tiffany," she said. Pat and Chelsea both went back downstairs, now that a resolution was working its way in the house. "Chelsea, remember when I was in jail," she asked.

Chelsea looked with confusion at Pat. "I thought that was Ratbern," she responded to her. Pat shook her head as she started to pick up a controller. "Well, technically, I've been in jail, too," she said. Chelsea looked with an interested expression. "How long were you in the cell," she asked. Pat remembered counting the days by carving on bars with her fingernails. "Not as long as my ex-husband Ratbern, that's for sure," she said. Ginger looked at Mark with happiness. "Mark, I'm glad you could stop her," she said. Mark felt Ginger happily kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you; seduction may have been needed," he said. Tiffany looked tired as she watched them continue bonding. "Toffee, Mark is everything I've looked for in a friend," she thought.

The Next Morning...

Mark brought Tiffany to the police, still cuffed by her two wrists. Chad smiled at his undercover officer. "I knew that you would catch up with my pace," he said. Mark looked surprised as Chad presented Tiffany's lost part of her finger. "What the hell's that," he yelled. Tiffany quivered in fear as Chad looked at her. "Toffee is the mastermind; I'm just a pawn of his," she said. Mark curiously looked at his friend. "Oh? Is that so," he asked. Tiffany nodded as Mark returned the invention to Chad. "Apparently, this is what made our prisoner," he said. Chad purred at the topless prisoner and her breasts. "Tiffany, was it," he calmly asked. Tiffany nodded as he showed her the jail cell after Mark helped unlocked her handcuffs, which Mark kept locked during most of the questioning. "Yes; I'm sorry for everything my twin brother has conspired," she said. Chad locked the cell door after Tiffany went in. "Try not to carve on the bars; I hate that," he said. Tiffany looked at her fingers and groaned at him. "Sounds fair to me," she said.

Mark looked guiltily towards his friend in the cell. "I wish I did not need to turn you in," he said. Tiffany smiled as she blew a kiss to him. "Mark, I understand why you've been doing the right thing for the authorities," she said. Chad frowned as he noticed the love that Tiffany felt for Mark. "My God; I wish I weren't so strict with her," he thought. Ginger came in to see Mark, Chad, and Tiffany. "Good news; some residents saw a lizard near the labs, this time with the authorities cornering him so that he can't escape," she said. Mark sighed and then immediately teleported outside the laboratory. Chad looked at the starstruck Tiffany and then turned to Mark's wife. " He's Mark Motherfucking Krieg ," he boomed in a loud voice to them. All three of them awkwardly shared a few glances, then Chad Purrcision went for Toffee. "Ginger, get a spare officer in here! I need to make sure that Mark and my men are safe," he said. Ginger shrugged as she messaged Raia. "Chad wants you covering for him back at the office," she sent in her text.

Raia came from the door within seconds of Ginger's recently sent text. "How fast was I," she asked. Ginger rolled her eyes and looked a bit embarrassed. "I don't care how close to the 20-second mark that you were to get here at," she said. Raia groaned as she tried relaxing on a love couch for now. "So Chad just wants me to monitor someone's jail cell," she asked. Ginger gave a nod to verify what Chad asked. "Yes, the boring part as an officer," she said. Tiffany looked bored and laid onto the jail's bed. "This will sure be fun," she said in a slightly sarcastic voice. One male police officer stepped in to check on the conversing women. "Was Chad requesting more backup here, too," he asked. Raia looked with a flirtatious facial expression at him. "Aren't you one of the new guys in the force," she asked. The policeman smiled as he saw the human-like Raikou. "I just joined last month, so I guess that counts," he said. Raia licked her lips with excitement as she presented handcuffs to him. "Did I mention I'm the kinkiest policewoman in the force," she teased. The policeman blushed a little as he looked in her red eyes. "I bet that's why you're Chad's wife," he said.

Meanwhile...

Toffee angrily sized up each of the policemen within the front row. "Oh look; there isn't anywhere to run," he said. One policeman pointed a gun at the wanted criminal. "Come quietly, or we're shooting you down," he said. Toffee sighed and let a policeman begin handcuffing him. "Fine, you got me. I was the thief who you have sought out over the invention," he said. "Do what you think is right." Mark walked from the back row and looked at the incapacitated felon. "After studying his biography, I'm glad he'll be in jail," he thought. Some of the residents started to cheer as they saw the authorities bring Toffee to a vehicle for transporting him to the police department. "Note to self; humans aren't as gullible as I thought," he quietly said to himself. Chad looked at Toffee with quite a devilish grin. "I heard the boys in black could use fresh meat," he teased. Toffee gulped as he envisioned what Chad meant by "boys in black". "Oh God! Anything but that, you bastard," he yelled. Chad blushed as he considered a few more ideas.

"There is lethal injection as a choice," he said. Toffee shook his head, refusing that offer Chad gave. "I would prefer my personal jail cell," he said. Chad nodded in agreement at Toffee's proposal. "I wish you just said so," he said. Toffee still looked with resentment at the big cat. "World domination and I will have to wait for now," he thought.

One Month Later...

Tiffany smiled as she saw Chad. "Thanks for letting Mark bail me recently," she said. Chad purred as he looked down to her breasts. "How did Toffee have somebody like you made so beautifully," he asked. Tiffany blushed as she walked out of Chad's house. "I appreciate the kind words, but I have to go," she said. Chad frowned as he had to watch her leave. "Mark, you're so lucky that you won her heart earlier than I did," he thought. Chad looked at his police uniform with a smirk his lips bore. "I hate to say it, but I love my job as a cop," he quietly said to himself. Raia stepped in to see what Chad was wondering. "Did you tap that," she asked. Chad's facial expression turned cross as he heard this. "Raia, she's Mark's friend; I just assisted the poor reptilian with the bail. I could have said a word, but you're who I love most," he said. Raia happily grinned when she gave him a hug. "I know you're sometimes perverted, but I can tell you've had better self-control," she said with a wink. Chad groped her tail and kissed her cheek's fur.

Raia heavily blushed as his handpaw eagerly squished part of her butt. "Oh, come here, you-" she teased as both of them French kissed. This one did not last long, as they both had a schedule for their afternoon. Chad stopped the kiss as he brushed her hair with one paw. "This build up makes me want to make some love," he happily whispered to her. Raia felt infatuated as she placed a finger to his soft lips. "That's all I want, now that we are both home," she said. Chad purred as he licked her hand's strong thumb. "I think it's a good way to end the night," he said.