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The preview popped up. Oh god, my hair!

I licked my paw and tried to flatten it back. After a few swipes, the mess cooperated enough for me to accept my appearance and join the lecture.

My professor for this class was talking already. "Blah, blah, blah," she said about something. I pulled out my notes and a pencil. She said something about the test next week, and I jotted a note on that. I went back to half-listening.

My eyes wandered around my desk. I glanced over at my bed. My girlfriend tapped away at her tablet. Her short hind legs sploot-ed behind her, her feline spine curving sharply. Remy knew I had class, but I guess decided being in my room was favorable to any alternative.

"How's the lecture?" Remy said.

I hid a yawn behind my fist.

"Exciting then."

I finished my yawn, nodding.

The first half of class went smoothly. As long as I didn't look at the clock and kept taking notes, I could avoid the feeling that I could be doing anything else. My girlfriend eventually got tired of staring at her tablet and sprawled out over my bed. She swished her fluffy tail back and forth, as though she wanted to rub her creamy fur right onto my bedspread. The stereotype is that cats are cleaner, but I don't know. At least my short fur didn't seem to get everywhere.

"I'm bored," she stated.

I lowered the volume on my headphones. "Yup. Me too."

"Did you have another class after this?"

"Uh-huh."

"Damn. I wanted to fool around."

That took my attention so far away from the lecture, I might as well have been on another planet. "That's why you came over?" I said.

"I'm bored!"

"I have class!"

"David," the professor said my name. I jerked back to the screen. "Please talk on your own time."

I unmuted, reddening up. "Right, sorry."

The professor nodded and continued with whatever point she was making. I quickly remuted myself.

"Oh, is it that prissy bitch you have for Systems?"

"She's ursine, I think?" I said under my breath.

"What?"

I waved my paw dismissively off-screen. Remy groaned and rolled away from me on the bed.

The lecture crawled by uninterrupted for a few more minutes. I heard the bed squeaking behind me, and her paws hitting the floor. Remy stood almost as tall as my bed, a bit bigger than your average, dumb housecat. She slinked over to me, her eyes narrowed. She brushed past my leg, squeezing into the space in front of me, under my desk. Thankfully, it wasn't very suspicious to look down and talk, since it mostly just looked like I was taking notes. Another student might think I'm talking to my crotch. I'd take that risk.

"You should sit on the edge of your seat more," Remy said.

"Why?" I uttered.

"Please?"

I had a vague idea where she was going with this. I looked side to side. Nope, still just us in the room. Same with the apartment.

I did as she asked, shuffling my chair back and my waist forward. Remy eyed my crotch, covered by the gym shorts I put on two seconds before class started. She scooted forward. Her nose hovered above my crotch.

"You need a shower," she said.

"After my classes I will," I said.

"Hmmph."

I made an attempt to go back to taking notes. I had missed part of a slide. I leaned over her and kept writing.

Undeterred, Remy stretched her whole body up to me, coming between my arms. Her paws pressed onto my junk.

My eyes widened. I scrambled to adjust the camera. "You're in frame!" I said.

"Shit," she whispered, kneeling down. Her ears disappeared from view. The pressure remained on my balls, on the sheath that betrayed my pure and Christian heart.

I swear I saw my professor look at me, pausing between slides. Stupid small classes, always giving me that individual help that accelerated my learning! She seemed to decide against commenting and continued blabbering.

Remy kneaded my balls and anything else down there that was soft and exposed. Her claws didn't make an appearance, much to my relief and pleasure. I looked down at Remy and frowned, the kind of embarrassed frown that was really a smile when you got to their eyes. I scratched her head and she looked at me. I took it as my queue. I strained, trying not to move too much, and took down my shorts and underwear. My smooth, red penis sprung free.

I sat there and watched her. Remy's eyes became moons. Her ears perked all of the way up. Her long whiskers twitched as she knelt down, neck bent, and sniffed me again. She stuck her tongue out, not to do anything naughty, but to tell me I still smelled. Sorry, I didn't know I'd be getting it this morning. Jeez.

She sniffed me again. This time, she wasn't aimed at the tip of my cock, but at my sheath. She smelled under my cock, her small chin resting on my balls. As I debated returning to my notes, her tongue flitted across my ballsack. All my tiredness disappeared in the clarity of that first, wet kiss. Remy pressed harder against my skin. My dick rested on her face, rubbing her forehead on it as she bathed my sheath in licks.

The grip on my pencil tightened. All my canine-ness was pulled from deep in my sheath and expanded out in front of her. I felt massive in comparison. Half of her body hid behind my rod as it bobbed from her services.

I forced my own tongue to stay in my muzzle. If anyone saw me panting for no reason, it was game over. Had to keep it cool, even as she raised her head and her tongue drifted up. She started to lick where sheath, pulled tight, gave way to cock. She was looking right at me. I looked back at her under my notepad, straight-faced.

Rem laughed. "Just watch the lecture later," she said.

"No," I said, not offering a reason why.

"Have it your way."

I desperately tried to pay attention to my prof's words, but at the same time I kicked off my shorts and spread my legs further.

Remy took this as an open invitation. She RSVP'd with her maw. Her jaws opened wide. I saw the wet ridges of the roof of her mouth as she closed around my tip and sank down. I whimpered. She opened her eyes in concern, but I gave a small nod, petting her face. Her tail swished, butt raised.

As Remy started treating herself to my thick cock, I feel this is as good a time as any to bring up how much I liked my girlfriend. Not just for, like, the free oral, or something. She was really chill. If there was anyone I could just talk to for hours, stuck in my apartment, quarantining, it'd be her. Sorry, roommates.

Remy gulped around my cock. I felt my cocktip press against the back of her mouth, twitching. My pre leaked down her throat, the lobes of my knot growing in front of her. Cats couldn't taste sweetness, but I don't know if that made me taste any better. But she fondled my balls, purred around my dick. I don't think she cared.

I hadn't even met that many quadrupeds prior to moving here. Ones that weren't literally dumb pets, anyway. I got myself starstruck when I saw her in class. Her flowing fur really made me think she was a supermodel, just doing school part time... Okay, not actually. But I had to introduce myself. I tried not to be a massive weirdo, and for some reason that was enough for her to want to hang out with my dog-ass.

The sound of her spit felt louder than my lecture. Remy gagged around my cock.

Then the virus hit, fucking over everyone. We still hung out, against better judgement. Or maybe that was just my roommates. I don't think they knew how to talk to women, much less quad women. Thankfully they weren't home right now, or I'd have to explain some really weird sounds coming out of my room.

Remy dug her claws into the seat underneath me. I struggled to keep my body still, her tongue sliding against my cock as she bobbed her head, whiskers brushing against my thighs.

"Getting close, Rem," I muttered.

She pulled back, looping a paw around my dick and stroking it as best she could. "You still haven't left the lecture?"

I shook my head.

"You're dirty, David. What would your classmates think?"

She didn't give me a chance to answer. "Do you want me to open wide?"

"Yes please," I said.

"You better not miss this time. I'm not eating what you get on the floor."

I whimpered again, wrapping my fingers around my cock. I checked my camera, making sure you couldn't see my arm moving. In small strokes, close to my knot, I fapped myself towards completion. With a smile, Remy opened her mouth again, centering herself in front of my tip. Stray, teasing licks grazed my oversensitive flesh, slowly stopping as my pre warned her I was about to go off.

She opened wide. I kept my face steady. Just taking notes! Definitely not cumming in my girlfriend's mouth. The first pulse splashed against her fangs, hitting the roof of her mouth. The second shot onto her delicate pink tongue. Another load landed there, then another. I covered her mouth in white till the last drops prompted her to move even closer, swallow the whole milky mess, and then suck on my tip. My last bit of relief avoided drooling onto the floor as she lapped me clean.

I opened my mouth and shut it. Remy had leaned down again, taking everything but my knot back into her maw. A final pulse greeted her throat. I had nothing left to give her but pets to the head, her jaw still stretched around me.

She pulled all the way off. "You'd think you wouldn't be so pent up," she said.

"Shhhh," I said.

"Make me!" she said, theatrically.

I offered my arms. Remy nodded, and I grabbed her, flipping her belly-up. I narrowly avoided having her show on my webcam. She ended up on my lap, sprawled over both armrests.

"Your dick's on my back," she said.

"Mm-hm."

"Oh, your reward for swallowing? Dick to the back!" Remy complained.

I chuckled silently. At this point, I had all but given up on my notes. My paws were busy keeping Remy comfortable. I still looked at my monitor, and I had my headphone's in, but I couldn't comprehend what was being said. I only saw scribbles on the screen. Maybe I would learn something through shear osmosis.

Remy wiggled around on top of me. "Babe, could you help me out? I have a killer itch, right in the middle of my belly." She pawed at her wide expanse of fluffy fur.

"Here?" I said, scratching lightly.

"Lower, actually." She squirmed around again, giggling. "No, that just tickled. Lower... Lower."

In hindsight, I should have figured out what she was doing sooner.

"Mmm, there we go," Remy said.

I rubbed her crotch, spreading apart her fur. I swiped against the small lips of her labia. I slid the tip of my finger in.

She purred. "Right there."

I got to work. When she had me scratching down here, it always took quite a while for her to stop feeling an itch. Sometimes I'd be at it for ten, twenty unbearable minutes.

I added my ring finger to her equation. Her muscles squeezed them both together, leaving me no room to do any weird shenanigans. I did manage to twist them ninety degrees. She shuddered, stretching her hind legs straight out. Some itches didn't give up without a fight.

"If you're still in that lecture, I'm going to kill you," she said. Her voice wavered as I massaged her insides.

My professor still rushed through material, her voice still in my ears. You might think hearing a middle-aged lady talk about feedback control systems would be a buzzkill, but she was a total MILF.

I'm kidding! I had just tuned her out until now.

I checked the time: twenty to the hour, ten minutes left in class. Might as well go for broke.

"Just relax, I'll turn off my webcam." I took my fingers out of her warmth.

"Why not just leave the class? Doesn't she record?"

I resisted the urge to lick my fingers. I used the dry part of my hand to turn off the camera.

"I don't have time to rewatch class, are you crazy? I said.

She snorted. "I think you might be."

I rubbed her belly. "Decent roast, I guess."

"You put those fingers back, mister."

Trailing my hand lower, my digits sank right back in, guided back by memory. I returned to getting the feline off.

"How do quads even do it without hands?"

Remy really looked like she didn't want to answer, but said, "more oral, more toys. We get by just fine."

"I thought you'd say, 'with their penises, duh.'"

"True," she said, rolling her eyes.

I put all my energy into making sure Remy had a pleasant experience. I could curl my fingers, exploring the full width of her. I dug them in deep, my last two dry fingers pressing against the fluff of her small crotch, the velvety skin of her vulva. Her back flexed, bringing her hips up to meet me. She started making small noises. Not really moaning, or even meowing. If "satisfied" was a sound, she'd be doing that.

"Fuck," she sighed, "I need you inside me."

This is ridiculous. My fingers already were inside her! Some women, I tell ya.

"Do you want to do it here or on the bed?" I asked.

"As long as you don't drop me this time, we can do it here."

"Hey, I apologized for that. Profusely."

"You did," she said, sticking her tongue out. Then her mouth opened, making another satisfied sound.

My dick had long since stopped sinking back into my sheath. I sighed once I lifted her, the weight of her finally not pressing on my dick. It sprang back up, harder than ever. My arms raised her high, getting her somewhere above my cock. As I lowered her back down, she gradually adjusted herself. Her paws gripped my t-shirt. Her legs straddled my hips. Her tail mingled with mine.

Eventually I sat her all the way down. Her pussy pressed against my erection, spreading the juices over me. I throbbed against her fur.

"David," Remy said, "take out the headphones."

The lack of threats scared me more than when she wanted to end me. I unplugged them and took them out of my ears. Soft voices sprang to life out of my computer.

Assumed she was satisfied, I felt her up, bringing her in close. I licked her face. She licked me back. We fought for control, eventually settling on a kiss. Before long, her lips curled back, breaking free.

"Are you going to mute that?" she asked.

"It's just background noise."

"David--"

"Fine, fine."

I leaned forward, supporting her long back as I hit the right function key. The sounds of teacher-yapping stopped.

"Better?" I asked.

She responded by leaning in, spreading my lips apart with her tongue, licking into my mouth.

I chuckled in my throat, meeting her licks. Both of my hands held her. I moved out from her assault and started my own, licking her cheeks flat. I licked her neck, and her head stretched up in a throaty purr.

"Keep touching me," she begged.

She licked my neck. My right paw wandered down her back. Her tail flagged, unweaving from mine. My fingers snuck below it, sliding along the full length of her slit. Remy arched her butt back, her chest pressed to me. My fingers mated her. She buzzed in purrs. Our bodies seemed to fall into each other, surrounded by fur, anticipation. My digits made circles, hopefully stimulating her clit: I couldn't see for shit.

Her pussy twitched against me, my fingers speeding up. She moaned. Her back paw kicked the air behind her in a spasm. I slowed my moving, and she caught her breath.

"Fuck me already," she said.

"Okay."

I lifted her recovering body. Her back paws held her own weight enough for me to--not awkwardly at all--grab my dick. I pressed the narrow tip of my cock to her crotch. She wiggled around, feeling the heat of me, sinking down on it. I parted her mound. Her rippling flesh splashed around me, enveloping me into her sopping pussy.

Expletives: sighed. Paws: in fur. Vaginal fluids ran down my cock as I stretched her out, probing my tip in further and further.

I looked over her. The lecture continued unabated behind the two of us wild animals.

"Faster," she said.

I held her. I guided her down the length of my cock. Her labia pulled tighter as she sank around my knot, still expanding.

I saw my professor talking on my screen, but all I heard was wet grinding and sexy feline moaning. Remy looked into my eyes, and I was brought back. I nuzzled my snout in her fur, her fur sliding up and down against me. I smelled the odors of sex, of her perfume. Her walls clung to my knot as I expanded.

She slid up then down, tightening around my knot, then sliding off of it again. I cursed myself for getting so close already, where she would take all of me and wouldn't be able to un-take it. Even across species, the tie did its cursed job, ensuring I couldn't go anywhere but into her depths. At least I couldn't get her pregnant. Take that, evolution.

Remy moaned loudly, getting her feral petals around the knot again. This time she sank down and stayed there, my bulb expanding in her pure silk. My paws clutched her thick fur. Her hips stayed on mine.

"Don't stop yet," she panted, "not until..."

Her commands dropped off as I started moving her. My dick pulsed, buried. My knot grinded in her vagina. Our hips wiggled up and down, my sheath pressing onto her. A casual observer might just think I'm dry-humping her--so much less naughty than kinky interspecies sex.

I... did turn my camera off, right?

I jerked my eyes in panic, craning my neck. Then I sighed, relieved. No one could watch us, judge us.

The calm didn't last. Remy still moved, and pressure built in me. My balls tightened. My mouth found her neck, first licking, then getting my teeth to her skin. Remy cried out, her paws doing nothing to stop me from claiming her. She still eagerly welcomed me as I grinded my length, fiendishly close to bottoming out inside the cat.

"Ah, fuck," she moaned.

I finally held her ass down, sinking my knot in her heat as deep as I could get it.

"Oh, Rem," I moaned back.

I pulsed. My balls pulsed, sending my dick into a spasm. Cum rocketed into her, reaching deeper. My knot only got thicker, puffing out in her crotch. Her fluff hid the severity of it, how much the feline had to stretch just to take a canine. Fuck, she was tight.

Remy collapsed on my chest, sitting down, enjoying the pressure. I caught my breath, still petting her heavily.

White slid between her walls and the dick I had lodged in her. It seeped down, pushed by gravity, till it pooled on top of my knot. Nothing leaked out, thank god. I didn't want to clean cum off my chair.

"I don't want to hear about dropping you again," I said.

"You wish!" Remy said to my fur.

"Do it or I'm breaking up with you."

"Don't even joke about that, mister."

"Sorry," I said.

We cuddled for a minute or two. I ran my paws through her fur. She tested the tie holding us together. It felt like all of her squeezing was keeping us tied for longer, but really there was nothing we could do either way. But hey, a mandatory cuddle session was still a cuddle session. It also meant I could deposit a few more self-indulgent spurts into her.

"Hey, class still has a few minutes left. Can I listen to it or are you going to freak out again?"

"How am I the bad guy here?" Remy said.

"I'm kidding! Really, I get it. You wanted me engaged."

"And you enjoyed it, right?"

"Are you kidding?" I said, "Any time I get to fuck my favorite felid is a win for me."

She giggled. "You're a pain, you know that?" she said.

"I am?"

"Like, literally. You're huge."

"Oh. Thank you."

She waved her paw dismissively. "Well, if you have to listen..."

I really did have to. You know how painful it is to listen to even a minute of lecture after the fact? I already missed half the class; I couldn't miss any more.

I got the headphones in, but sadly class was already wrapping up. Still, I had class with a really weird set of other undergrads. They actually talked to each other after the lecture was over, right there in the room! It anthropomorphized my fellow classmates far too much for my liking.

"Blah blah blah, whatchu doin' this weekend?" one said.

"Blah blah blah, sports," they said back.

I rolled my eyes, starting to tune it out. I hovered over the disconnect button.

"Is David still here?" a friend in the class asked.

My ears perked up. Remy bounced on top of me as I straightened out.

I unmuted. "Yeah I'm here. Just had something I had to deal with."

"What's that?" the friend asked.

Remy made a cutting motion with her paws. Perhaps it was a threat, and she was going to slit my throat if I mentioned her.

"My, uh, pet cat?" I said. "She was being a pain."

"You have a cat?" a girl canine asked. "Cat tax. You gotta show us your cat."

"Right! Sure, let me grab her."

I pressed the mute button. "Remy, don't freak out."

"You did not just bring me into this."

"Don't freak out!"

"You're a freaking idiot. You could have said anything!"

"I'm an honest soul!"

"Fuck you!" she roared.

I winced, my knot squeezed. "This is fine, just don't talk. They won't know."

"I'll know!" she said.

"Please?" I begged. I waited for a second. I saw her glare, but she didn't say no.

"I'm turning on my camera," I told her.

"You owe me bigtime."

"Yup."

There were only a few faces left in class. "Alright, finally got her," I said.

"Cat taaax," the same girl grunted.

I pressed a button, and the green light on my camera turned on. My goofy, hopefully-not-sweating face was broadcasted to the group. Remy faced me, burying her head in my shirt.

"Aww, she's adorable!" another girl said.

"She is all fur," my friend said.

I faked a laugh. "Tell me about it."

"Can you turn her around?" someone said.

"Yeah don't be shy, kitty!"

"One second," I said.

Remy shook her head in a tiny shake. She looked like she had gone to the future and seen the end times.

I pried her claws from me and started lifting her. I winced hard as her body tugged back on my knot. My cum squished around, hard flesh rotating inside her. I got squeezed blindingly tight.

"Ahh, claws out!" I pretended, holding in the worst of my pain. Hopefully no one could see the tears in my eyes.

Rem hissed for real, trying not to yowl. Her arms stuck straight out as I held her, her back against my chest.

"What a derp," one said. The others laughed along.

Her pussy quivered. My dick pulsed, stimulated again, stuffing fresh cum into my girlfriend.

"She's my derp," I said, teeth grit. "Alright, I'll see you guys later!"

"See you!"

"Later kitty!"

I've never hotkeyed faster in my life. I fell back in my chair, taking Remy with me.

"I am... so sorry," I said.

"We must never speak of this. Don't even think about it. Also, never invite someone in that class to this apartment."

"These are all," I said, "great ideas."

"If anyone asks, I got hit by a car. Tragic, but I was simply too derpy to survive."

"You are taking this far better than I had expected."

She sighed. "I just want this to be over, David."

"I know," I said. I closed my eyes, shaking my head through the trauma. "Should we wait this out on the bed?"

"Fine," she said.

I grunted, standing up and holding her belly. I struggled to keep her steady, stop her from bending my dick too much.

"Let me grab a towel," I said.

I fumbled around, trying to hold her with one arm and still grab the towel.

Remy strained, trying to stay still. "Okay just don't--DROP ME!"

She slipped free. I yelped. With a dull thud, she hit the carpet, dangling from my knot.

"DAVID!"