The Pre-Egypsian Life of Chad Purrcision
Story by PixelsWithFur on SoFurry
Warning: Themes of mild, emotional/domestic abuse and species-based prejudices are mentioned.
Chad Purrcision grew up in a neighborhood where black humans and anthropomorphic cheetahs frequently had conflicts, which explains why his parents both have prejudicial characteristics.
Chad Purrcision slowly sipped up some of his beer as his parents both looked with confusion at him. "Chad, you weren't marrying negros who've killed your kind, right," his prejudiced mother asked him. Chad sighed at his mother's racism. "Oh God no, Mom," he said. Mrs. Purrcision grinned at Chad's news. "Good; don't taint your genes with theirs," she said. Chad's father looked with strong resentment at his son. "It's bad enough that you've got faggotry in your veins," he yelled. Chad groaned and put down his beer for now. "Dad, I'm a bisexual," he said. Mrs. Purrcision just drank her wine with a purr. "So who's the fiancee you've talked about," she asked. Chad presented a picture of her from his phone. "It's a white girl," he said. Mr. Purrcision looked shocked at the pornographic imagery that Chad was showing. "What the hell's wrong with her teeth," he asked. Chad shook his head and showed her biography next. " She's a 19yo Caucasian woman, bra size minimum is D-cup, and there's much more to read," Chad said.
Mrs. Purrcision growled at the digital porn Chad showed. "For fuck's sake, don't show me that," she snapped. Mr. Purrcision shook his head at his eldest son the two invited. "Why do fruitcakes like you get respected," he asked. Chad intensely growled at the berating from his father. "Dad, I told you I'm not gay," he said. Mr. Purrcision laughed at Chad. "I know one when I look at one," he said. Chad looked even angrier at him. "Chadwell, don't try provoking me right now," he snapped. Chadwell looked with confusion at Chad. "Chad, you're only 22, but you don't have a wife. In our family, that screams homosexuality," he snarled. Mrs. Purrcision shook her head at the arguing cheetahs. "Chads, please calm down; I'm glad enough my son won't date those savages with black skin," she said. Chadwell and his son were still growling, but both of them knew that Mrs. Purrcision had a point. "Chad, I'm sorry for that argument I caused with you," he said. Chad turned his head and left the room.
"You don't have to pull my leg this time, Pops. I'm already moving so that I'm not mocked by family members for my sexual orientation," he said. Both of his parents looked with amazement at Chad. "And where are you off to," his mother inquired. Chad showed them a recently bought ticket to Egypsia. "Somewhere I won't be ridiculed as much. Callan and I will move together, so just keep my carpet-munching excuse of a sister Chelsea out of my big move," he yelled as he slammed the wood door. Chadwell calmly looked at his mated wife he had. "Michelle, do you think I was fraudulent with that apology," he asked. Michelle shook her head as she nervously hugged him. "No, but you have previously faked it, kinda like when I fake orgasms," she said. Chadwell sighed as he remembered the days he and Chad were friends. "I miss my son's much happier era," he said. Michelle hugged him as he quietly sobbed a bit. "Chaddy, I think it's been the alcohol," she said. Chadwell sighed with a sad expression and hugged her.
"I've been too emotionally abusive to him," he thought. Chad met up with his younger brother Callan, who was happily mated. "What's up with the long face, Chad," he asked. Chad's facial expression turned sad as he looked at Callan's attractive wife from the stairs. "Who is it, babe," she asked. "Just my big brother," answered Callan. Chad sighed as Callan gestured him to step inside. "Chad, don't be pessimistic; until the move, you have permission to live here," he said. Chad smiled at the generosity from his friend Callan, the best brother he could have possibly asked for. "You're too kind, Bro," he said with a hug. Callan's wife, named Callie Purrcision, looked with happiness as the two hugged. "Chad, Callan; I'll be preparing lunch soon," she said. Chad remembered his luggage he recently got done packing as he took a seat in his guest room. "I should try sobering up a little," he thought.
One Month Later, After the Move...
Callan, Callie, and Chad looked around their Egypsian home. Chad was the first to speak. "So what do you think of this house that I got for all three of us," he asked. Callan looked skeptically at the house. "It's not as bad as your first apartment in Egypsia," he said. Callie grinned as she happily looked at the house. "You've picked well, Chad," she said. Chad had an optimistic facial expression that he previously lacked for months. "I'm glad you're apart of the family," he said. Callan looked with slight confusion at his brother's happiness. "Chad, you're suddenly happy, but I just don't know why," he said. Callie looked in the dining area and its tabletop. "I like the setup and how organized this has looked," she said. Chad proudly presented a steel knife for the two. "This here is set to slice fruit, also Adam's apples," he said. Callan looked with excitement at the knife Chad held in his paw. "My, my... It looks like it could be used for war as well," he said. Callie herself was a bit intimidated by how long the knife was.
"I think that one is too big," she said. Chad put back the knife and grinned at them. "So, what's for lunch," he asked as his gaze directed at Callie. She quietly giggled and browsed the fridge as her big butt swayed in front of both big cats. Callan happily hugged his wife's hips. "Fresh pussy," he inquired to her. Callie heavily blushed as she felt his thick breath at her neck. "Anything for you, Callan," she said. Chad enviously looked at the two. "I wish I had a bitch as hot as her," he thought.
Later that Day...
Chad heard the doorbell, wondering who it could be. He began opening the door to notice his fiance. "Megan," he inquired. Megan gladly smiled as she gave him a hug. "Chad, it's you! I'm glad you're here," she said. Chad brushed a paw through her long, red hair. "I have the rings," he said while showing two rings he had for their wedding. Megan's eyes brightly glittered as Chad placed one on her left hand. "Chad Purrcision; I'm ready for this relationship being advanced further," she said. Chad put his ring on and hugged her as they both kissed. Callan and Callie overheard the kissing from the kitchen. They both quietly tip toed towards the scene of the romantic kissing. Chad overheard the quiet steps and froze in place. Megan felt Chad retracting his tongue as he stopped the French kiss. "What's wrong," she asked to him. Chad quietly gestured to the door, where Callan and his wife recently walked up to. Callan happily looked at Chad with his redhead fiance. "Who is that, Chad," he asked with a calm tone of voice.
Megan sat on the bench near the porch, enjoying the outdoor scenery. "I'm Megan, Chad's fiance," she said. Chad sat next to Megan, whose cheeks heavily blushed as his fur brushed her skin. Callan and Callie smiled at the new romantic couple, with the former feeling proud of Chad, who always wanted to have a wife. "Megan, I'm glad you and my older brother will be happily mated soon," he said.