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Universal Attraction

It was a shame knowing you'd never see home again. In this case, home wasn't that two-story building with a white picket fence and a fancy red door. No. Home was that big, blue and green ball floating in space. It was Earth.

Sure, the human race had faced a few catastrophes in the past. The most notable of which were World War III and the discovery of the Seph in 2063, which led to the first war with an alien species and one more advanced than them. But the time had finally come. The precious planet humans called home for so long had been pushed to the point of no return. It wasn't there yet, but it was coming soon.

Leon reached into his pocket and withdrew a small bendable tablet-like device. "Passport," the flexible, electronic device read. The last four letters of the word stood out to Leon. With two more letters, he'd be reminded of exactly what he'd be stepping through - a portal. At least that's what they were calling it.

He chuckled to himself. He wondered if it would've been more accurate to call the digital document a "Passportal."

It wasn't based on luck he'd been selected out of the billions of humans who still remained in the eminent disaster-zone called Earth. But he certainly felt lucky. Things weren't too bad yet, but they were only going to get worse. He was lucky to get out of their before it all went to hell.

Leon lifted his left arm, equipped with the latest smart-bracer technology. The thin flexible sheet covered his wrist and most of his forearm and with a quick slide of his finger across the material, a flat hologram beamed upwards out of it. Another hologram was projected from an oval-shaped device around his shoulder. It was attached to his long sleeved shirt, almost like a small, metallic pauldron. He was greeted by Iris, his AI companion.

"What can I do for you, today, Leon?" asked Iris.

"What's going on in the news?"

Iris pulled up all the recent headlines from his smart bracer and displayed them in the same flat hologram for Leon to peruse.

Breaking News, it read at the top of the hologram. It looked like China was suffering another slew of earthquakes. Leon didn't even know why he turned the damn thing on. Things were getting worse, and it was depressing as hell to see it unfold before him. And he felt helpless. There was nothing he could do about it.

"Iris?" he called for her. She reappeared as a hologram of a young woman with blonde hair bunched up in a ponytail. "Display my pictures, please."

The intangible screen transitioned into a gallery of pictures. He opened up the last one. It was an image of a group of men and women in uniform, about eleven or twelve of them. They were all young, most likely in their early twenties.

"Military man?" the woman sitting next to Leon couldn't help but eavesdrop. He could see her staring at the picture from the other side of the hologram.

Leon half smiled, gesturing to close the hologram. "Yes, I am, ma'am."

"I see," she said, returning the smile. A hint of remorse was evident in her eyes, and Leon sensed she wanted to ask something else. But whatever question had been nagging her, she didn't ask it.

Leon cleared his throat and asked her, "What about you?"

"A psychologist," she replied.

"Well, we'll definitely need you on the other side."

"Perhaps, if I was placed in one of the refugee camps, that would be the case. But I've heard they may no longer be doing that."

"What do you mean?"

"They've implemented a new housing policy. For now, it's a temporary thing, but all new incoming humans are to be placed in houses with the locals - kind of like a family hosting program. Thankfully, your memory enhancer should come in handy," she went on, pointing at a scar just behind his ear. He was surprised she'd even noticed it. "Their language is a difficult one to grasp."

"Well, I've been studying up. So I shouldn't have a problem with the language. I already understand thirteen of their dialects," Leon explained. Mental enhancers were kind of a military privilege. "But why are they housing humans with the locals?"

"Allegedly, they've been running out of room at the refugee camps."

Leon's nerves lit up. The thought of living with a completely alien race was slightly anxiety provoking, even for a well-trained marine. And if the rumors he'd heard about their culture were true, he had good reason to be nervous.

He'd been stationed all over the world before, but nothing was going to compare to this. Not that he had much choice in the matter. His choices were to leave or eventually perish with the Earth.

"Did you fight against the Seph?" the woman asked.

Leon swallowed a growing lump in his throat. He passed her a single nod. That was it.

Her eyes strayed to the floor and her brow furrowed a hint over them. "Interesting, isn't it?" she said. Leon knew it was a rhetorical question and let her continue. "Those who sought to destroy us have also happened to save us in the end... at least indirectly. If it wasn't for their technology, we wouldn't have this opportunity."

There was a moment of silence. Leon didn't know how to respond to that.

"Anyway," she added, "I only wanted to note the irony of it all. Do you think you're ready for what's on the other end of that portal?"

Leon blinked. He wasn't sure. Only the most basic of information about what was truly on the other side had reached the general population. Leon was privileged enough to know much more than most, but it wasn't enough to put his nerves at ease. He knew multiple, sentient species inhabited their planet. He knew their societies were matriarchal. He understood a number of their languages and cultural mores. None of that knowledge could prepare him for it, though. To him, all of it was unknown until he could experience it for himself.

"As ready as I'll ever be, ma'am," he finally replied. "I don't have much choice in the matter. I might as well face it with confidence."

A loud jingle rang out from overhead. It was the notification system throughout the huge underground building. "Connection with portal 'F' has been established. For refugees who have a passport labeled 'F' please proceed to the portal processing line," a woman's voice echoed throughout the terminal from an intercom. The terminals for the multiple portals were more like underground bunkers, strong enough to withstand a nuclear holocaust.

Leon took a glance down at the paper in his hand. Sure enough, there it was - the letter F.

"Looks like that's me," Leon stated, grumbling. His nerves were still getting the better of him. He extended his right arm toward the woman sitting next to him. "It was nice to meet you, Dr-"

"Gray," she finished for him. "It was a pleasure, um-"

"First Lieutenant Leon Shepherd, ma'am."

He shook her hand and passed her another smile, this time better than the first. The contact was nice, so he held on a little bit longer than he should. "Best of luck, Dr. Gray," he finished, finally releasing her hand and taking the first few steps toward the processing line.

"You too, First Lieutenant," he heard her say as the distance between them grew.

The line for the portal was long but quick. His group had about one hundred or so people in it, and he was near the back. Everyone needed to be processed but it didn't look like they were doing that before the portal. He figured, correctly, the real processing was being done on the other side of it. However, how exactly they were "processing" the humans remained a mystery to him.

Then, before he had time to prepare, his turn was upon him. The portal was only slightly larger than a standard doorway. It was kind of odd, because he'd been expecting something a little more grandiose.

He'd read a little bit about how trans-universal travel worked - something about nano-particles manipulating matter and energy at a subatomic level. Perhaps that's what was projecting the transparent blue screen he had to step through. He didn't know. Quantum and cosmological physics was far from his expertise.

He went through his breathing exercises. For eight steps he'd take a breath, for four steps he'd hold it, and for eight more steps he'd release it. Unfortunately, only one breath got him to the portal.

"Hurry it up!" a plump man behind him barked, scolding him.

Leon gulped and took his last step up toward the buzzing azure field. No turning back now, he thought.

He reached his hand forward and watched as his fingers disappeared into the blue static. There was a bit of a tingling feeling but nothing too peculiar. That put him a bit at ease.

With one more deep breath, he took his first step through the portal. It was mildly uncomfortable, as if his atoms were being ripped apart one by one, but it was nothing unbearable. It was odd to think he existed in two different places simultaneously. He exhaled and moved the rest of the way through the transparent screen.

There was one thing that struck him first - the gravity. He felt heavier, as if he'd gained an extra thirty pounds in an instant. It was an important aspect they should've been telling people.

"Hello!" a quaint voice greeted him and the rest of the group beside him. The creature before them was a fox with very human-like characteristics. The fox's head was near exact shape and coloring of a typical fox - upper-half and muzzle dark orange; bottom-half milky white. However, it was in proportion to its body as if it was human.

Leon's eyes lingered on the fox for several seconds as she spoke with some of the other humans. It was something he should have expected, but pictures and reports hardly prepared him to see it in the flesh. The fox stood about two yards from him on flat feet. Plantigrade... he remembered. He believed that was the term for it.

Her throat cleared as she made her way to him, and Leon's gaze snapped away from her feet. They probably stayed their longer than they should have. "Hello," she repeated, grabbing his attention. The last few of his group were coming through the portal, and he realized he was holding up the line.

He stepped up to the vixen and the rest of his group. She - which was his initial impression - was dressed formally except for the fact she had no footwear and a bushy tail was swaying behind her dress pants. The fact they so eerily resembled humans - their shape, movement, and expressions - put Leon at ease.

Leon still didn't respond to her. He was caught up in his surroundings as well as the fact it was harder to lift his legs.

The young-looking fox - not that he could make a proper assessment -approached the group. The whole group was past the portal, and it shut down for the meantime. It was then Leon realized how much taller than him the vixen was. The fox stood about a foot above his head. In truth, he found himself attracted to the fox's features, which was an entirely new feeling for him.

"Or should I say, 'La-o?'" the vulpine addressed everyone. "That means 'hello' in our language." She took a stroll greeting several people along the way with a handshake. Leon was one of those people."I am the ambassador here to welcome all of you to our planet, Liira." The fox had an odd way of pronouncing her L's. It was closer to how you'd pronounce the two L's in million - an accent he hadn't studied. Her English was very good, and it carried well, though. She was certainly talking loud enough for all of them to hear.

"We have several people to help get your paperwork in line, and then you'll be shown to your host families."

There were several murmurs among Leon's group. Some of them were highly disapproving of the fact they'd be hosted by the native Liirans. Leon didn't know what to make of it.

"I understand it's a lot to ask of all of you," she explained, "but our government has decided that we're running out of room and resources and it would be best if some of our citizens take on the direct responsibility of aiding our fellow beings from across space. It has been only on a volunteer basis. The families you are assigned today have done so by their own volition."

It was good to hear. The last thing Leon wanted was to be boarded with people who did want him there in the first place.

"The people of our great nation have also decided that assimilation into our culture would best be done through this hosting system."

_Assimilation?_Leon fretted for a second. He wasn't one for politics, but he couldn't help but feel some kind of political motivation behind it all. None of it mattered, though. There was no other option other than to comply with the Liirans. They were, after all, gracious enough to open up their planet to humans.

The fox twisted and waved her hand toward a hallway on her left. "Thank all of you for taking the time to hear me out and understand our new policies," she said."If you'd proceed to the next room, you'll find a series of desks where you'll have your passport confirmed. You'll also receive new documentation to go along with your host family."

Leon's followed behind several other people into the short hallway. He noticed a few security officers were positioned near the entrance to the hall. Two of them were human men, and the other two were female anthros - one looked like a bear; the other looked like a wolf. Leon figured the two human guards were probably there to make people feel more comfortable. At least that's what he thought. It was still an uncomfortable endeavor.

All four of them stared as Leon made his way down the hallway and into the next room. The whole thing was reminiscent of what Ellis Island may have been back in the day, and he could tell the brick was new and recently lain. The hallway opened up to much larger room with about four rows of twenty wooden desks. Most of them were occupied by female "anthros" - a temporary name Leon was giving them - on one side and humans on the other.

One of the anthros, who sat alone at a desk, waved to him. She looked like some kind of wolf. Her coat had some beautiful coloring to it. The fur was mostly a rusty colored brown with salt and peppered spots all over. It was eerie how similar all of these different species were, or the fact they all worked together. Leon was a bit perturbed about how informal and unregulated it all felt. With unease, he started toward the desk.

"La-o!" greeted the wolf, her smoky-colored lips curling into a smile.

Leon sat down on the simple, rigid chair - they had a long way to go in terms of ergonomics - before he muttered back, "La-o."

"Welcome to Liira!" she started with the same direct, forceful voice as the foxy ambassador, although the wolf's accent was much heavier. "How was your travel through the portal?"

"Quite uneventful and bordering anti-climactic," Leon replied, chuckling. He meant it as a bit of a joke.

"May I see passport?"

Leon slid the flexible device across the desk. It had been in his left hand the entire time. He watched as she skimmed over the passport, wrote down his name, and checked several boxes on a few sheets of paper.

"What is your profession?"

As if the question had sparked some kind of habit, Leon sat straight up in the chair. "First Lieutenant of the Marines," he answered, and the wolf responded with a blank, bemused stare. "I was in the military. I was a marine."

"A marine?"

"Yes, it's a branch of our military" he replied. He already knew, in their society, it was the women who were soldiers.

"You fight in combat, yes?" She scribbled something on the piece of paper in foreign letters with stark enthusiasm.

He simply nodded in response. Culture shock was going to be a big problem.

The wolf slid Leon's passport and the new - non-digital - documents across the desk to him. "Thank you, mister... um... Shlep-hard. Please follow red line to meet new family."

"Wait. Is it a problem I'm a in the military?"

The wolf's face was devoid of comprehension. "Please follow red line to meet new family," she repeated.

Leon slapped his palm to his face and rubbed hard. He could have attempted to speak in her language in order to ask the question, but he felt it was pointless. So he did as the wolf suggested and followed the red line.

His gaze was fixed on the line as he watched his feet drag him along it, staying well within its borders as if anything outside of the red was lava. However, his mind was still back at that desk, wondering what the wolf's reaction to him being a Marine could have meant.

"Hold it right there." A hand pressed firm against his shoulder, breaking him from his trance. He had to fight an instinct to grab the hand and subdue whoever was its owner. It was an unfortunate habit that'd been driven into him, especially among civilians and even more so among these unfamiliar people. However, judging by the lack of claws and fur, Leon knew the person must've been human. He followed the arm to meet with the man's face.

"I need to see those papers before I let you through," the man requested, pointing at the documents Leon forgot were in his hand. Leon passed them over to him.

He looked up from the papers after scanning them. "It all seems to be in order," said the man, handing the papers back to Leon. "Fifth door on the left."

Leon glanced down the hallway just in time to notice a puff of white fur disappearing behind the fifth door on the left. His chest immediately grew heavy. He didn't think he'd get nervous, but now it was starting to settle into his bones.

"Fifth door on the left," he repeated to himself, shaking his head.

His hand lingered on the doorknob. He was attempting to get a hold of his nerves, but his usual tactics weren't working. A deep breath did nothing for him and trying to replace the anxious mantras repeating in his mind proved impossible. It was as useless endeavor. But it was buying him some time.

"Fuck it," he cursed under his breath and twisted the doorknob. Basic training had been a walk in the park compared to this. Lifting his head back up, he pushed open the door and walked in with a well-practiced, but fake, confidence.

"Oh," a high-pitched and enthusiastic voice piped up the moment he entered the room. "You must be First Lieutenant Leon Shepherd."

There were two people in the room. One of them was human woman, and the other was - well - something Leon didn't have a name for yet. But his eyes were immediately drawn to her. The sight made his body light, and it may very well have been the first time he was aware of the fact of his heart skipping a few beats.

She - it had to have been a she, considering the large bust that occupied the majority of her chest - was magnificent. Even under the weak, artificial lights of less-developed electrical technology, her creamy-white fur radiated with a silver glow and aura, and the grey and smoky spots that marked most of her body reminded Leon of a snow leopard. But his attention was stolen mostly by her eyes. Her eyes gleamed with a striking blue that rivaled the Hope Diamond.

"A pleasure - um - may I call you Leon?" she asked him, extending her hand, already knowing about the odd human custom called "the handshake." Even her voice - soft like silk - nearly made him melt.

"I... ah..." Leon's mouth was agape with only meaningless vowels escaping from his vocal chords. At a loss for words was an understatement. Leon no longer had a vocabulary.

She moved closer to Leon and simply grabbed his hand without permission. "I'll assume that's a yes," she giggled, shaking his hand. "You can call me Serena."

Her grip was strong and caused Leon to finally snap out of his mesmerized daze. He reciprocated with an even stronger grip, subconsciously approaching the matter as some kind of pissing match. However, she smiled, leaned in, and squeezed harder, nearly turning Leon's hand into crippled mess. Defeated, Leon withdrew his hand and refrained from showing any sign he'd felt pain. His old drill instructor would have had his head for losing a stupid handshake war to a woman - albeit, a tall, strong, predatory feline woman.

"Y-yes, that's just fine. You can call me Leon," he said, regaining his vocabulary.

"Great!" Her eyes moved up and down Leon's body as she took him all in.

Leon did the same. He explored her body all the way down to her feet. He regretted it in an instant. The mere sight of Serena had sent him into a tizzy, but her bare feet nearly made him swoon. They were long, wide, powerful, and rested flat on the floor. Also, they were covered in - what appeared to be - the softest of furs imaginable.

Leon was well aware about his fascination of feet, but this brought it up to a whole new level. He finally snapped his eyes back up to meet with her face. They'd been fixed on her feet for longer than any normal person. He gulped, hoping it wasn't noticeable.

"S-s-so you already speak English?" he said, stuttering for a moment. His throat pulled down a nervous lump."It's amazing how well you've got it down. You hardly have any accent."

She beamed. It appeared she didn't notice how long his eyes had lingered on her beautiful feet. "Thank you," Serena replied."For the past year, our national defense has been instructing us on human culture and language."

"You're part of your peoples' armed forces?"

"Yes."

"Well, that's something we have in common already," he smiled and slapped his boots together, giving her a salute in an odd attempt to impress her.

"Yes. I learned about human males in the military. You must understand that's something we don't do," she explained. "So is it true your women stay at home to cook, clean, and take care of your children?"

Leon felt stupid for not preparing himself wholly for such questions. He should have known they'd come. Although, it did strike him as odd she was referring to typical 1940s style housewives.

"We have both men and women in the military," he answered her."Plus, some men stay at home and so do some women. Things are all pretty equal among men and women for us."

Serena cocked her head a bit in curiosity. "I'd heard about that, but it was difficult to believe. I guess it's true then."

The other person in the room cleared her throat - an obvious tool to get both of their attention. "I am truly sorry to interrupt, but do you have your papers, Mr. Shepherd?

He nodded his head and turned to her, passing both the passport and the other documents.

"A few quick signatures and Serena here will take you to her home. Are you alright with that Mr. Shepherd?"

Leon took another quick glance at the beautiful snow leopard before him and smiled. Turning back to the woman, he answered, "Absolutely, no problems here."

"I think you'll love our place, Leon," Serena added. We're right on the ocean with a wonderful beach nearby."

"We?"

"Yes. Me and two other roommates. We're military buddies."

He could certainly sympathize with her. There were a number of years he spent living with his closest leathernecks. His knees kind of felt weak, though. The thought of living with three military women was glorious, especially if the other two were anything like Serena.

"You don't have to live in the barracks?" he asked her. The option to live off base was available to all members of the US military, officers and enlisted. However, he always chose to live on base, you had to pay out of your own pockets unless you are married.

"Our military gives us the option to live off-base," she answered. "But my friends and I figured we could afford our own place. It's much better having all the extra space and privacy as well as a few other perks." Serena winked at him, but Leon was far from catching her drift.

"Well, Mr. Shepherd? Care to sign?" the blonde-haired woman placed the document on the table, her hand reached for Leon with a pen in her palm. It'd been years since Leon had seen a pen - at least one with real ink in it.

He took hold of the utensil, and with a quick slide of the ballpoint, Leon agreed to live with Serena. The snow leopard followed Leon and swiped her signature neatly along the other line at the bottom of the document.

The woman took the pen back and notarized the document with an official stamp. "There you go, Serena," she grinned looking up to the tall snow leopard. Serena was actually about a little over half a foot taller than Leon's six foot two. In fact, he noted all of the anthros he'd met thus far were taller than him.

The woman smiled and handed back Leon's passport. "He's all yours," she told Serena.

Leon chuckled, knowing the woman was joking, but those words still made him recoil. However, there was a fair part of him that thought he wouldn't actually mind being "all hers."

"Be sure to keep this document in a safe place," explained the woman."You'll need it by the end of the week when your housing caseworker checks in to confirm your status. Serena will help you get settled in and everything. It is recommended you work on seeking employment and future financial independence, but that matter can be discussed with your host family and caseworker."

He took the notarized document from the table and kept it in his hand along with the digital passport. "Will do," he replied, looking up to Serena. "Shall we?"

"We shall," she replied, twisting in the other direction and swinging her extremely long and fluffy tail. It swayed upward and brushed Leon's arm. He gulped and rubbed the portion of his forearm it'd tickled. Leon was realizing he was kind of falling for her already.

Serena opened the door and looked back to meet with his eyes. "Are you coming?"

"R-r-right away," he stumbled a bit with his words, embarrassed as he probably sounded like a fool. And that was the last impression he'd ever want to make with her.

* *

"Are you ready?" Serena asked, her left hand remained on the steering wheel. Her bright blue eyes were comforting, but he felt nervous. His anxiety hadn't got to him until they'd finally pulled into the driveway.

The car ride had been nice. Serena had taken a detour to show Leon a fair portion of the city, and their route had finished with a scenic drive along the beach she'd referred to earlier at the processing terminal. He'd kept quiet for most of it, not knowing what to say. For the most part Serena had been quiet, too, except for explaining different areas of the city.

Everything was reminiscent of the Earth back in the 1950s - at least from what he remembered from history class and grandpa's old pictures. In fact, grandpa's picture book had been the last physical copy of a picture he'd held.

The city was also large, separated into a number of suburban areas. The one Serena lived in appeared to be fairly high-end. The houses weren't luxurious, nothing that would suggest affluence, but most of them were ocean-view or oceanfront property. Something Leon would have been envious of back home.

He also got a chance to introduce Serena to some human technology on the way. It was partly an accident, but Iris had showed up via hologram to explain that Leon needed to update all his information to stay current with the Liiran government. Serena was shocked at first. She'd heard of such things, but it still came as a surprise when Iris simply appeared like she did. Leon was thankful for her tame reaction, however. He understood how new it all was to them.

They sat in the car for a little while, staring at the house. Serena didn't want to get out until he felt ready.

Leon cleared his throat and finally responded to Serena. "Well, it's now or never..." he paused, drawing in a deep breath,"...I'm ready."

Serena hopped out of the vehicle. Their resemblance to early - human - automobile models were so striking it made Leon considered the fanciful idea of parallel universes. She rushed over to Leon's side, and before he could grab the handle, she was opening the door for him.

He sat there for a few seconds, frozen, his brow furrowed in confusion. It was a custom he was hardly used to.

"Thank you, but I would have been fine," he explained.

"No," she insisted. "A real lady opens the door for her man-"She instantly choked on that last word and brought her hand up to cover her mouth. "I- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to imply-"

Leon stood up and interrupted her with a short chuckle. "It's perfectly fine."

Her lips curled upward into the smile he was learning to love. The fact Serena was so cheery no matter what made everything so much easier for Leon. If he wasn't careful, he'd be caught staring at her for too long and his growing attraction for her would be too obvious. He was worried such a thing would ruin what they'd already established as a good relationship.

After closing the door, Serena took the first steps toward the house and Leon followed close behind her. He was sure not to step on her beautiful tail, which hovered elegantly only a few inches above the ground. It must have been something all anthros with longer tails had practiced in order to keep them clean. Not to mention, he was assuming that stepping on someone's tail would be the critical failure of all social graces.

Moving his eyes up from her tight shorts, which lingered a little too long like usual, he finally got a better glimpse of the house. It was something he should have seen as they pulled up, but he'd been distracted by the end of her soft tail unintentionally swishing back and forth along his arm. He hadn't had the heart to tell her that it was. Plus, he actually enjoyed it. It seemed his vulnerability to be engrossed in her beauty was becoming a problem.

The sage-colored house was two-story and maybe about eighteen hundred square feet - plenty of space for four bedrooms. There was an attached garage, wooden porch, and a maroon entryway door and shutters. To the side of the house was a square plot of sand. It looked a lot like a beach ball court.

Serena had failed to mention to Leon they were not only near the beach they were on it. All of it was how he imagined his ocean-front vacation property in Miami would have been. But a small portion of Florida had been swallowed up by more than the ocean, and that included Miami.

Serena reached for the doorknob before the door swung open. Two people barged out to greet her. Leon instantly recognized the first of them as a pantheress and the other as a lioness.

The pantheress's tail was flicking back and forth excitedly and her mouth moved rapidly, so Leon hardly had the time to make out what she'd said. He only knew it was in their native language. If his memory served him correctly, it sounded like, "Welcome back, Serena. Where is he? Where's our man of the house?"

Leon waved and attempted his first sentence in their language, "Hello. I'm right here. My name is Leon Shepherd, but you can call me Leon."

Impressed, the lioness gasped. "You speak Liiran?"

"Yes," he replied, extending his hand for a shake. "I do."

The pantheress ignored his hand and pulled him in close, wrapping her soft but strong arms around his back for a hug. His chin dug a bit into her breasts and he immediately felt awkwardly uncomfortable - happy - but uncomfortable.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Leon." The pantheress squeezed harder, cracking his back a few times. "My name is Vera."

She released him and stepped back with a wide grin across her smoky-colored muzzle.

"You'll have to forgive, Vera," the lioness began. She grabbed Leon's hand and gave it firm shake. It was strong but not as strong as Serena's grip. "She has a tendency to get excited around men. My name is Nalani and it is a pleasure to meet you Leon. And welcome to our home."

Leon was nearly shaking in his boots. It was like a fantasy had come true. He was going to be living with three drop-dead gorgeous felines.

"Well, Leon does have one more person to introduce," Serena explained, eyeing up the oval device strapped along his shoulder.

Confusion flashed over Leon's face before he caught her drift. "Oh!" he said. "Iris?"

The hologram of a young lady appeared in front of him. "Hello, Vera and Nalani," she started. "It is a pleasure to meet both of you. I've already been introduced to Serena."

Vera squinted and poked a finger through the hologram of Iris. "How..."

Leon grinned. He understood some of the mechanics behind the holographic device, but he wouldn't have been able to explain it very well. Thankfully, Iris started before he could respond.

"It is a complicated matter to explain," said the hologram. "True understanding of the mechanics would take several lessons in physics, programming, and mechanical and electrical engineering."

The pantheress shook her head, dumbfounded. "I'll skip it then. That's sounds pretty boring. I'll just stare in awe each time until I get used to it."

"Very well," Iris said. "Would that be all, Leon?"

"Yes, Iris."

The hologram of her vanished in an instant, making the felines blink.

"Well um... don't just stand there!" Vera teased, punching Leon's arm. He was rapidly learning the pantheress was a playful one. "Come on in!"

Nalani held the door for him and waited for everyone to enter before she closed it. As Leon had expected, the house was even more beautiful on the inside. The colors were the perfect fit for a beach house - light, airy, and relaxing. If Leon hadn't known better, he would have thought he was on a permanent vacation. But the military never paid that well unless you were a decently ranking officer- at least military service on Earth never did. Perhaps Liira was different in that regard.

Leon followed the three felines as they escorted him around the house and gave him the "official" tour. Vera thought it was cute Leon was acting so shy, following them around and not saying a word. They showed him his room and the piles of clothes they'd bought because they'd had no idea what size he'd need. He was grateful for their generosity, regardless.

After the tour was over, all four of them returned to the living room and took a seat on the retro-style furniture. The set reminded Leon of the ancient black-and-white movies his great grandpa used to show him. He took a seat on his own and the girls all sat together on the long sofa. Each of them remained silent for a few seconds until Vera could hardly stand the awkwardness anymore.

"I vote we spend the rest of the afternoon out on the beach. There's nothing like pitching a beach umbrella or taking a dip in the ocean that breaks the ice any better."

Leon smiled. Actually, he couldn't have agreed more with her. Some relaxation out on the beach sounded like heaven, especially after all he'd gone through back on Earth. But that was something he wanted to remove from his memories. The fact he'd had memory enhancers only made it even worse to forget things.

"I like that idea," Leon added. "I need something to get my mind off of a few things."

"I hope you're not referring to us," Vera worried, her fluffy ears drooping and her lips twisting into a slight frown.

Nalani shook her head, "Of course he's not talking about us, Vera. Can you imagine what Leon has been through? It must be horrible to watch your entire planet start to die before your eyes."

Serena looked deep into Leon's eyes as if she understood his pain. She passed him a comforting smile. "He's been through a lot. I am so sorry about everything you must be going through, Leon. A day on the beach will be a great escape. I agree."

They all spoke fast in Liiran, but Leon was able to keep up with them. He rose to his feet and addressed them. "I'll go change really quick. Should I meet you out on the beach?"

"Sure," Serena answered. Her ears perked up to the secret thought of seeing the young man shirtless. Leon noticed the change in her expression and couldn't help but have a gut feeling she was subtly flirting with him.

"Take however long you need, Leon. We'll see you out there."

Before he even had a chance to leave the room, all three of them pulled their shorts down and their shirts off right in front of him. They were already prepared for the beach, wearing their swimwear underneath their clothing. Leon stared a bit too long as Serena's breasts dropped from her tight shirt and jiggled with their newfound freedom. He gulped, noticing her nipples were showing through the thin fabric of her bikini top.

"Is something wrong, Leon?" Nalani asked, bent over and making sure the golden ring of her bottom piece was clamped securely around the base of her tail. The material was wrapped tight around her ass, showing a little more detail than Leon was prepared to see.

Leon coughed, "N-no. I was just leaving. Sorry."

He dashed out of the living room feeling his face flush with the blood of pure embarrassment. "They just undress in front of men like that?" he asked himself the moment he entered the privacy of his room. Something felt tight in his pants and the realization of what exactly it was embarrassed Leon even more. He'd definitely have to calm himself down before he went out to the beach.

Taking a few deep breaths, Leon removed his pants and replaced them with a pair of - Speedos? Ugh. It was all they'd bought for him in terms of swimwear. He couldn't do it. He grabbed a pair of shorts instead and put them on. Speedos would have been way too revealing.

As he stepped down from the deck and onto the sand, he wore a hand on the back of his neck and sported an uncomfortable smile. He was still embarrassed about earlier and hoped the girls didn't figure out he kind of had the hots for them, especially Serena. Hell, he wasn't even sure why he'd felt the way he did. But there was no way he could ignore the obvious signs his body was showing.

"Look at this! Our man is ripped!" Vera sprinted over to Leon from the water, her green bikini and black fur already drenched. She rested one hand on his shoulder and the other caressed his abdominals. "Yuh-uh-mee!" she exclaimed, licking her lips.

"Vera!" Serena and Nalani scolded her.

The pantheress's brow furrowed, "What? I can't appreciate a human's body? He's hot!"

Leon kept quiet and approached Serena and Nalani, who were relaxing under the shade of their beach umbrellas. Vera followed behind him, squeezing a few more of his muscles.

"I'm sorry, Leon," Nalani shook her head at the pantheress. "I've got a feeling I'm going to have to apologize for Vera quite often. There are some boundaries she simply doesn't understand."

Vera huffed and her lips pursed in anger. "Hey! I can't help that I'm a graceful and social butterfly - unlike you!"

"Subtract the graceful and butterfly part and you'll be half correct," the lioness jousted.

"You're just a sour old prude!" Vera taunted her, sticking her tongue out.

Nalani jumped to her feet and charged at the pantheress with the hunger of a hunt thick on her face. "I'll get you for that one!" she hissed, chasing Vera all the way back to the water and tackling her. The moment both of their heads popped out from under the wave they were laughing hysterically.

"Is that normal?" Leon asked and sat down next to Serena on the hot sand.

"Those two?" Serena assumed, turning to lie on her belly and face Leon. Her sky-blue eyes sparkled even more in the natural light. "Yeah. They actually enjoy getting on each other's nerves. That and they love wrestling each other."

Leon looked back at the two to find Vera pushing Nalani's head back underwater. He chuckled, "They remind me of a few of my buddies when I was a private."

Serena lifted her ears, curious. "Can you tell me about them? I'd like to hear it."

He remained silent. Although he had plenty of good memories with them, it was a reminder of something too painful.

"I'm sorry." Her ears fell back down. "We came out to the beach to get your mind off of things and here I am reminding you of them."

"It's alright. You don't have to apologize, Serena."

"Hey! I've got an idea," she winked. "Would you care to give me a massage? I'll be sure to reciprocate later. There's nothing like a back massage from a feline."

His lips curled into a grin and she was happy to see it. But Leon was kind of afraid to jump on the opportunity. Was it okay to be falling for a stranger so quick?

"Um - okay," Leon reluctantly agreed and inched closer to her, his right thigh rubbing up against her left side. She wriggled her body and settled her head on her forearms.

Leon locked his fingers together and cracked them before he began. He started with her shoulders, raking his fingers through her soft coat of fur before reaching her skin. Slowly, he kneaded her muscles with his fingers and palms. He moved from her shoulder to her deltoids, then to her upper, middle, and lower back. He ignored her tail, figuring it might have been dumb idea to massage it.

Every now and then Serena let out a purr of pleasure, which made Leon beam with glee. He was glad he had something to offer her. But he kept going, moving down her legs and massaging her calves and - eventually - her feet.

Serena's feet were very similar to a human's feet. The bottoms were bare, with thicker skin, and they sat flat on the ground when walking. The biggest differences between her feet and his were the size of them, the fur on top, the small claws on each toe, and the fact that she had four toes on each foot instead of five. Serena's feet were very large, large enough for the bottom of one to cover face and still have enough room to wrap around every side, which wasn't surprising, since she stood over half a foot taller than him.

The close-up inspection of them made Leon fantasize about all the things he'd like to do with them. He did his best to shake away those thoughts for the moment. Instead, he focused on what it felt like to hold them and touch them.

He pushed his fingers gently into the thick and firm soles of her long feet, kneading them with absolute care. The soft flesh was much larger than his entire hand and he made sure to work each toe individually, working his fingers in the fur between them. As he started to rub them with a more firm approach, her toes would curl with satisfaction and he loved it. He started to lose himself in her feet, adoring every minute of it.

"Leon?" she tried to get his attention. But Leon too was absorbed in rubbing her awesome feet.

"Leon!" she repeated.

Leon's head snapped up to find she'd probably been watching him for a while. His heart instantly felt heavy. He hoped it wasn't obvious how much he adored her feet. "Y-yes?"

"You do know you've been rubbing my feet for about ten minutes now, right?"

"H-have I?"

She twisted her body to roll onto her back. "Yeah, I was-" she paused and withdrew her foot instantly. As she was turning, her foot happened to bump into the front of Leon's pants. She stopped the moment she felt something hard.

Leon could feel his whole body start to shrink and his head started screaming, "Shit! Shit! Shit!"

"Y-you like feet?" Serena asked. Her words were stuttered but genuine curiosity was evident in her tone.

He swallowed hard and lowered his head. The shame was spreading quickly from his chest. "No! I'm sorry. I-"

"Don't apologize for it, Leon. There is no shame in it. I just wasn't expecting it, that's all."

Leon scratched his head. He had no idea what to say because he'd never been in such a situation before.

"In fact, I-"

"Hey what have you guys been doing?" Vera interrupted them shaking some of the salty water off of her fur and right onto them. "Aren't you going to take a dip?"

"Leon just got done giving me a wonderful massage," Serena replied, winking at Leon. He understood it as a gesture that his secret was safe with her. He was definitely grateful for her understanding.

"Humph!" Vera crossed her arms. "Now I'm jealous!"

She had no idea.

* *

Leon let his body go limp and fell to his bed. The soft comforter and sheets willingly caved to his weight and he sank deeper into the mattress than he was used to. He was disappointed in himself and needed some time to sleep it off.

After the unfortunate incident at the beach, he'd basically remained silent for the rest of the day. Sure, he'd answered most of the girls' questions as they attempted to get to know him better. But he simply couldn't get his mind off of Serena.

The feeling of her supple, silky flesh still remained on his fingertips. Damn it! He was doing it again. He tossed about in the bed trying to get comfortable, but nothing would stop his racing thoughts. He dug his face into one of the pillows and let out a muffled cry of frustration.

Two soft knocks rapped on his bedroom door, loud enough for Leon to hear them. He drew in a deep breath in order to regain some degree of composure and turned to lie on his back. The door crept open and Serena poked hear head through the crack. Her ears were down. It was obvious she was acting coy.

She cleared her throat and asked, "May I come in?"

Leon sat back up in the bed, making eye contact and passing her a smile. "Of course you may," he replied.

She tiptoed into the bedroom and inched the door closed behind her, making sure she was as silent as possible. With her hands locked tight together in front of her, she swayed back and forth afraid to approach him. Something was bothering her and Leon knew what it must have been, even if he didn't want to admit to it.

"So," she began taking a few steps toward the foot of the bed, "About earlier."

Leon shook his head and waved his hand in an attempt to dismiss whatever she had to say next, "Truly... I'm really sorry about that, Serena."

"There's absolutely nothing to be sorry about, Leon. You have an innocent foot fetish," she explained, ignoring his apologies. She sat down at the end of the bed and tossed her long and furry tail atop the covers. One of her hands was placed next to Leon's foot and her striking eyes examined his face.

He averted his gaze and turned his head to the left. It swayed back and forth nervously expressing his disagreement. "I have no idea what you're talking about," he replied, squeezing small portions of the sheets in his palms. The tension was palpable.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I'm... I'm just really sensitive to touch. That's all that was."

Serena took in a deep breath, which sounded more like a sigh, and she stood from the bed. She started toward the door, taking a few steps and grabbing the handle before turning back around to face him once more.

Her lips twisted into a sly smile as she kept her head hung low. "It really is a shame. Because I do have a foot fetish, and so does Vera," she admitted. Her grin twisted up higher."And I was hoping to get another foot massage from you."

Leon clenched even more of the sheets in his hands and all of his nerves were on edge. Tightness in his back grew as Serena opened the door and took her first step out of the bedroom.

He shot up and threw a hand after her. "Wait!" he exclaimed, keeping his voice as close to a whisper as possible. He knew the other girls were trying to sleep. It was no longer any use to try and hide it. It was obvious Serena had it figured out. "You're right. I do have a foot fetish."

She stopped under the doorway and a wide grin stretched along her muzzle. With a single step backward, she closed the door again and turned to study the shy human. Her lips curled and her tongue caressed her teeth. Her expression was like a hunger that hadn't been sated in years.

"It really is nothing to be ashamed of, Leon," she began, strolling back to the bed, her tail flicking back and forth with anticipation. "Everyone has some kind of kink."

She started crawling onto the bed, her ample bosom looming over his legs. Leon started to back away from her until the headboard stopped him from escaping, not that he wanted to. Before long, her feline muzzle was only inches from his lips, and a few of her long whiskers tickled his cheeks.

Her eyes glided back and forth between his as she studied him further. Leon was trembling, but it wasn't because he was afraid. He was trembling because his deepest desire was to give in to her.

A grin returned to her soft, feline face. "If you think a simple foot fetish is weird, I know a rabbit who's into humiliation and bondage. But it would certainly be a pleasure to have you massage and worship my feet," she offered. "What do you think?"

"I... I... I..." he gulped and stuttered.

She closed her eyes and pressed her soft lips against his, kissing them for only a second. Leon melted.

"Y-yes, ma'am," he uttered, sinking a few inches into the bed. Her tone and furry body hung over him, the thick, white fur on her belly teasing his firm gut.

"Good," she said, and gave him a quick lick on the cheek. She scooted back toward the foot of the bed and placed her right foot on his belly. "Shall we start?"

Leon dove right in and dug his thumbs into the arch of her foot. The feeling of her flesh succumbing to the pressure of his hands was more than satisfying for Leon as his other fingers raked through the fur atop her foot. She dropped the upper half of her body to the bed and twisted in pleasure. Her lips let out a purr of satisfaction and her back arched, pressing her furry breasts high into the air.

Enticed by her reaction, Leon worked the bottom of her foot harder, spreading the thick skin and soothing her muscles. She continued to purr, curling her toes to his intense kneading. Once satisfied, she offered her next foot, and Leon took it without a moment's hesitation.

He threw some of his weight into it, concentrating on the delightful feeling of his fingers stroking and caressing her wonderful flesh. Even the slight odor, which rose from the bottom of her feet, was pleasing to Leon's senses. All of it made him drift away and get caught up in the moment. The only thing that mattered was pleasing the snow leopard and her feet - her wonderful feet.

"Mmm, that was amazing," she purred, withdrawing her foot from his grasp. "Sadly, we both need to get some sleep."

Serena gave him a quick peck on the cheek before departing for the door. At the door, she turned back to him and smiled. "Until next time, Leon," she winked, escaping behind the door, closing it softly.

Leon exhaled sharply and fell back into one of his pillows. No matter what, he was unable to wipe the satisfied grin from his face. He was going to sleep very well.

* *

A land breeze swept into his room and tossed about the drapes, which hung from his open window. Besides the amber glow of the rising sun filling his room, the noises coming from downstairs were enough to make Leon stir. He stretched his arms and his back, taking in a deep breath of the cool air. Despite the planetary jet lag and increase in gravity, he'd slept wonderfully.

He put on a new set of clothes, made his bed, and headed down the stairs to see what the commotion was all about. Serena, Vera, and Nalani were in the kitchen giggling about some kind of gossip Leon didn't comprehend. The pantheress and the lioness were in uniform but still barefoot. He assumed - correctly -they both had to return to the base for the day.

"Good morning, soldier!" Vera approached him and gave him a good pat on his back. "Serena has been telling us a lot about you."

Leon let out an anxious chuckle. "Oh really? All good things I hope."

"Absolutely!" cheered the pantheress. "She told us you're actually a soldier like us. You know. Defenders of the nation. Army of the people."

"I'm not a soldier," Leon replied, rolling back his shoulders. "I'm a Marine."

"I don't understand," she said. "What's a Marine?"

"It's a different branch of our country's military. We're a large rapid reaction force with heavy emphasis on amphibious warfare. We're much more mobile than the Army, but smaller and with less firepower."

"Ah..." she nodded. It didn't look like she fully understood the concept. After a moment, her muzzle curled back up into that usual grin of hers. "Anyway... good morning, Marine!

"Yeah, well, after twenty-five years as a Marine, that life has kind of been put on hold."

Their eyes went so wide they were nearly lidless. Leon forgot how young he looked considering his actual age.

"Wait..." Vera interrupted. "I've guess I'm not entirely familiar with human aging, but you don't look a day over twenty-five. Are you saying you've been a Marine since you were born?"

Leon scratched his head, embarrassed. He wondered how they would take the next bit of information he was going to divulge, because he was much older than twenty-five. That wasn't even half his real age.

"I'm actually sixty years old," he admitted.

He didn't think their eyes could go any wider, but they did. Each feline stared at him, amazed. Leon thought it was odd. They knew about human technology, so he'd assumed they'd heard about the advancements they'd made in prolonging life. Maybe it was one thing hearing about it and another thing seeing it right before your very eyes.

The thought of how it would affect his relationship with them crossed his mind.

"Well, I must admit it's quite shocking to hear," Serena said. "And it's odd to think of you as so much older than us, but we won't let that affect our relationships with you. You've proven to be a delightful man so far, Leon. Your age means nothing."

Leon smiled. It was always nice to hear from Serena. She was so forthright, and her voice was always so soothing. "Thanks," he said. "But I think those twenty-five years of being a Marine have come to a close. It's time to start a new life."

"Darn right it is," Nalani chimed in.

Leon raised an eyebrow at her. "What do you mean by that?"

"Men don't belong out on the battlefield. It's an occupation you'll never have here in Liira," the lioness explained. Her words were terse with a hint of ice. She seemed very settled on the subject."Our men our best suited for more - how should I put it - _caring_occupations."

He caught a hint of disgust in Nalani's expression. It was like she found the idea outright unpalatable. Leon had to ask, "I know you guys have more of a matriarchal society, but why is that exactly?"

"Look, the three of us are pretty progressive gals, but men don't belong on the battlefield here. The quick answer as to why that's the case is there's about seven women to every man," Serena clarified. "For lack of better terms - men are way too precious to go to war."

Leon pulled out a stool at the kitchen island and climbed up to sit on it. The thing was higher than what he was used to. He attributed it to the fact that, so far, nearly every anthro was taller than him.

"That's very interesting," he replied. "For a large part of human history, it was the opposite for us. I mean that in the sense that the men protected women because they were the ones who gave birth to and cared for children."

"It's always been too risky for us to have self-sacrificing men. It would have threatened extinction of our multiple species. That's always been the duty of women," Nalani added.

"Ugh!" Vera let out a big sigh. "You guys will bore him to death if you keep talking about history. You'd better show him a good time today and get his mind off all of this depressing stuff, Serena!"

"Don't worry, Vera. I've got some fun plans for our man," Serena winked.

Nalani shook her head, "Your sheer joviality knows no bounds, Vera." She rose from the stool next to Leon and forced the pantheress to turn toward the door, pushing her out of the kitchen. "But we have a date with a very impatient lieutenant at Fort Larden. We wouldn't want to be late."

The entryway door closed behind them and Leon turned back around to Serena, who was cleaning up a tiny mess she'd made while making breakfast. She'd used those words again - "our man."

"So you've got some 'fun plans' for me, huh?"

She laughed, "Yeah, I like to tease Vera every now and then. It's quite obvious she's attracted to you."

"Really?" Leon scratched his cheek.

"What can I say? You're the first man we've ever had in this house. I wouldn't be surprised if Nalani actually had a thing for you, too."

"And what about you?" Leon felt the question needed to be asked.

A shy grin snuck across her snowy, white muzzle as she wandered around the island and wrapped her extremely fluffy tail around his waist. She pressed her body against his and raised his chin with a single finger. A fuzzy eyebrow curled upward. "Is it that obvious?" she teased, pressing her smoky lips against his.

This time Leon gave into her completely. She went in deeper and slid her fingers through his hair to the back of his head. Pressing harder, she caressed his top lip with her tongue, wanting to go even farther. They both turned their heads and Leon continued to suckle her bottom lip, but she wanted more. Her palm clenched on the back of his head and she dove deeper into his mouth connecting their tongues together, massaging all of it.

She pulled away and examined Leon. His mouth was still agape and his eyes were still closed. The soft caress of her lips and tongue remained on the tip of his lips and he wanted to savor that feeling as long as he could. He never thought kissing a feline would be so heavenly. Perhaps, he imagined he actually was in heaven.

As the feeling started to disappear he opened his eyes to find her still inches from his face. She was lost in the sight of his bliss. "You don't have to work today?" he asked.

"I've been given a temporary leave of absence," she explained. "Everyone who'd signed up for the hosting program was offered the benefit. I see it as a bit of a vacation that was long overdue. Besides, someone has to show you humans how to survive in Liira." Playfully, she winked at him.

"And just how exactly do we humans survive here?" Leon rolled with it, flirting with her.

The same hunger from the last night grew in her eyes, "They worship feline feet, of course!"

"Oh?" he played along, returning her hungry stare with the same fire of lust. "I think I'm overdue for my first lesson, then."

She gripped his shirt and pulled him close, her cool, wet nose rubbing up against his. Her eyes darted back and forth between his. "Living room - now!"

Not even a single second passed. She grabbed his hand and dragged him with her to the living room, her tail still wrapped around his waist. He was too weak and too willing to resist her strength and her charm.

"This time we do it in the nude," she demanded.

"W-what?"

"Do you have a problem with that?" she asked, already removing her shirt and bra. Her large breasts bounced about as they settled in their natural position. A single one of them was close to the size of Leon's head.

He was speechless and couldn't take his eyes off of her amazing chest. "I... I just don't know if I'm comfortable with that," he stuttered.

"Hmm," she started, removing her shorts and underwear. Leon didn't look down. He did his best to maintain eye contact with her. "Well, we're going to have to settle this dispute somehow."

His brow furrowed, wondering what exactly she had in mind.

"I propose a sparring match."

"Really?" he asked as his nerves lit up. Deep down he loved the idea, but he was reticent about the whole thing.

He clenched his fist and finally examined her entire body in its nude glory. Her white belly fur was well-groomed except for a slightly ruffled section on her chest, which took up the portion above and between her breasts. It all ran smoothly down to her crotch, showcasing a very special part of her feline anatomy - her wonderful pussy. Leon's hand slipped over the bulge that was starting to form in his shorts.

"What do you say, Leon? Will you spar with me? It'll be a chance to show me just how strong you human military men are."

He met once more with the hunger in her eyes and squinted. "You're on," he growled.

"Good," she said, and waved for him to follow.

Serena grabbed her clothes, and they made their way through the living room, toward the back end of the house. Leon had seen the room before, and they'd told him of its purpose. He hadn't expected to use it so early.

It was a somewhat large room with various exercise equipment and a sparring mat in the middle. It was a padded area in the shape of a circle, which had a rough diameter of ten feet. There were a few chairs for lounging, as it also served as a sunroom. Serena placed her clothes on one of the chairs and proceeded to the middle of the mat. Leon tailed Serena up to the ring, taking the side opposite of her.

The sight was intimidating. Serena was over a half a foot taller with longer limbs and, no doubt, a much stronger bones and musculature. Her stance was wider than he could stretch his arms, and her expression was full of confidence. It was going to be a tough match. Not to mention, she was completely nude, and that was going to be distracting as hell.

"You can start whenever you wish. I'm ready," the snow leopard winked. She was brimming with bravado.

Leon made the first move, taking a step forward, throwing his leg and foot into a forward kick. His knee dropped farther than he'd anticipated, and his kick was slower than ever. That damn increase in gravity was going to throw him off of his groove.

Serena reacted with amazing reflexes. She sidestepped and grabbed his ankle, pushing it upward, causing Leon to fall backward to the mat. He used that momentum and performed a tumble along his shoulders and right back to his feet.

He blinked, catching her foot flying right at his face. His reaction was slow, but his arms made it up in time, effectively blocking her forward kick but sending him back another few feet. Leon was losing his stance.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a flash of gray fur coming at him in a wide arc. Serena was throwing a left hook right for his side. He ducked, her arm whooshing past him, inches above his head.

Sweat was already dripping down his brow and over his eyes. That extra thirty pounds was having a profound effect on his performance. But he saw an opening from his crouched position. Serena's middle was open. Right above her... her...

His eyes were locked on her exotic womanhood. It was a pink slit dressed in a coat of fine, silver fur. It was such a sight to behold, especially so close.

The momentary distraction was enough for Serena to take hold of Leon around his back and middle, lifting him upside-down. He snapped out of it and fought back, squirming in her grasp. His back was snug with her soft, furry belly, and his legs barely bent over her shoulders.

"Come on, Leon," she teased. "You've got to be better than that."

Serena squeezed before letting him drop to the mat. Leon landed with a thud. He was quick enough to roll back out of it and return to his feet. A satisfied grin flashed along her black lips.

Her stance was relaxed, so Leon took a few swings at her. She dodged each one. Duck. Sidestep. Duck again. Before Leon could regain his balance from his assault, Serena was pivoting around him and throwing her elbow right into his back, sending him forward.

He nearly went out of the ring. On his tiptoes, he teetered, swinging his arms wildly before he landed back onto his heel. The static in the air suggested something was coming right for him. By instinct, he ducked and spun around to find her naked leg cleaving the air where he'd been.

Serena's leg started to descend, but Leon was already going. He somersaulted to the side, avoiding her downward heel stomp. His feet and hips twisted as he went for a jab right into her side. The punch struck nothing but air.

Serena had sucked in her gut, pulling it back and putting Leon in a precarious situation. Her arm snuck under his and locked in up into her armpit. She bent forward and used her momentum to send Leon flying over her back and shoulders, hitting the mat hard - hard enough to knock the air right out of him.

He winced and coughed. It was difficult to regain his composure after that mistake, and by the time he open his eyes, the flat bottom of the snow leopard's foot was hovering above his chest. Her foot shot down in an eager attempt to pin him. Leon rolled out of the way, just in time, the heel of her foot making a good impression in the supple mat below it.

Her other foot lifted in another attempt to capture him. It didn't work. Leon dodged her again. This time, he used his momentum to rise to his feet out of the danger of being on the floor with a dangerously gorgeous snow leopard towering above him. Not that it wasn't a great view from down below. And not that he wouldn't have minding having her foot pinning him to the mat in victory. He was sure it was going to happen anyway, but he still wanted to give it a go. He wanted to prove to her he at least had some courage and tenacity.

Serena chuckled and wore that same chiding and amused grin. Her neck cocked and it cracked. Leon gulped. In a way, it felt like she was toying with him as if she hadn't been giving him her all. It was a game she knew she would win.

A tired sigh push out of Leon's lungs. Getting a hit on Serena seemed impossible, and grappling with her probably would have been a mistake. The strong, gorgeous feline was too quick and too strong, but he went for it anyway.

Leon slide a few steps forward and slipped his leg in between hers, positioning it firmly behind her left leg. He coiled his other arm around her waist and used all of his weight to trip her. They both fell to the mat, the floor expressing its complaints with a few loud thumps.

He currently had the advantage being on top of her. He proceeded to get a good grasp of her arms and pinned them as securely as he could. But in doing so, his chest was pressed hard against the soft fur and supple flesh of her bosom. It was enough to distract him, again, for too long.

"Humph! Not bad," she chuckled. "But you're underestimating just how strong and flexible I am."

Leon didn't even have time to react before he felt her fur wrapping around his neck. She'd bent and twisted her long leg to get a good grasp of his upper body and threw her weight into it, tossing Leon clear off of her and pressing his back onto the mat. His head and neck remained in the clutches of the pit of her right leg while she planted her left foot atop of his chest, pinning him to the floor.

Serena released Leon from her right leg and stood in order to tower over him, placing most of her weight onto the foot she had on his chest. He thrashed and struggled to pry her foot off of him, but he couldn't budge it or himself.

She crossed her arms and smiled at him, "Do you surrender?"

Leon didn't respond. He attempted to dig his hands under her foot in a last ditch effort to force it off of him.

"Do you surrender?" she repeated.

After one last futile push, he dropped his arms to the mat and looked up at the feline who towered over him. He'd never faced someone so much stronger and faster than him.

"I submit," he answered.

"Good," she grinned and finally took her foot off of him. "That means you have to take those clothes off."

He did as she asked, seeing as he didn't want to find out what other martial arts moves she'd use on him if he didn't. Leon guessed she'd actually gone easy on him. For some reason, he got the feeling she was much stronger than she'd showed him during their match.

The moment Leon was naked, Serena forced him back down to the floor. Leon didn't react like he normally would. He let her do whatever she wanted with him. She straddled his waist and placed her left foot on top of his chest, massaging his pectorals. He had a clear view of her womanhood and he could feel his level of arousal jump ten-fold.

"It's time to start your instruction, Marine. Lesson number one:" she began, "Felines love to hunt. Pinning down their prey is an extremely enjoyable thrill, so you'd best learn to love having my foot on your chest and face."

"Y-yes, drill instructor!"

"Good!" she roared and scooted closer. She placed the bottom of her right foot onto Leon's chin, lips, and nose, forcing his body to sink into the yielding mat below him. That same sweet smell of her feet conquered his nose once more.

"Lesson number two:" she went on, "we like to play and to tease."

She slid the bottom of her foot down his lips until her big toe rested just outside his mouth. Leon gulped and kept still. He was resisting the urge to open his mouth and suckle that sweet toe of hers. He was waiting for further instruction from her.

"Is there something you wish to do, Marine?"

He spoke out of the corner of his mouth, "I really want to suck your toe, ma'am."

"Too bad," she replied and removed her toe from his lips, placing it next to her other foot atop his chest. Her toes curled and dug into Leon's chest and nipples. He twisted in pleasure but her weight held him in place.

"Lesson number three:" she went on, "We want to see you lust for us. We want to see you fall for us. We want you to be ours and do as we say. We want you to submit."

"I am yours, Serena," Leon submitted.

She grinned, "Then, massage my feet."

"Yes, ma'am!" he beamed, grabbing her left foot and placing it in front of his face. He took another good whiff of her delightful scent before digging his thumbs into her thick soles. She was so heavy on top of him but he loved it. He craved it. He went to town on her foot rubbing every inch and getting satisfaction from her purrs of pleasure.

He even slid farther down the couch so her feet were just an inch from his face. He continued to work her toes with his thumbs and fingers but he shoved his face deep into her flesh as if it wanted to melt right into it. His tongue escaped his mouth and tickled her heel. The moment his soft, wet flesh touched the bottom of her foot she twitched and moaned. Leon grinned at her excitement and, little by little, he licked upward along the softer flesh of her arch all the way up to her toes.

"Oh, Leon!" she purred, her back arching and her supple buttocks pressing into his crotch. "Suck them! I want you to suck my toes!"

Leon couldn't have agreed more. He started with her big toe, bending it down with his left hand. His lips pressed gently at the top of the toe and he inched the sweet thing into his mouth, making sure to enjoy the feeling of her flesh on his. With his tongue, he worked the bottom of her toe and fell for her subtly sugary taste. It truly was heaven.

He could feel the powerful lust taking over his body as he moved down each and every one of her toes with his mouth, savoring every inch of them. His manhood had already reached its full degree of arousal and was rubbing up against the downy fur of her ass. That alone was enough to send jolts of ecstasy up his spine. It was a distraction he was having a hard time ignoring.

His body twitched as the pleasure started to build but he moved on to her right foot. He used his palms this time, pushing his right hand hard into her heel. The hard flesh gave way to the pressure as Leon kneaded it with circular motions. Serena purred even louder.

"Lick me again!" she ordered.

He instantly did as she commanded. This time, however, he thrust as much of his tongue as he could get onto her heel and shoved his face deep into the bottom of her foot. He closed his eyes and dragged the entire length of his tongue up her arch and to her big toe, wrapping his lips around it and tasting it the moment his mouth engulfed the whole thing, filling him up.

She let out a loud roar of indulgence, clenching her jaws together and burrowing her fuzzy brow. Her toe curled in his mouth and she pushed it in deeper. Leon didn't fight her, letting his head be pushed down into the cushioned mat. She pushed her big toe in and out of his mouth, massaging his tongue and making him suck it like a lollipop.

After feeling his hard cock rubbing against her ass for the last minute, she sat up and straddled Leon's legs instead. Her left foot ran down his belly and to his crotch. She was flexible and dexterous with her feet, wrapping her toes around his shaft. He jerked and let out a mumble of pleasure with his mouth full of her big toe.

"Keep worshipping my foot, Leon, and I'll help you out down here."

She started stroking him with her big foot, and he couldn't help let out a sigh of pure, hot bliss around her toes.

"Don't stop now. Keep rubbing and sucking," she commanded and placed the arch of her foot onto his balls, massaging them with a gentle yet enticing care.

Leon started working her feet again with a new vigor, rubbing his thumbs deep into the arch of her foot and licking the bottom of her big toe over and over as if it was a rapidly melting ice cream cone. But that didn't distract him from the growing pleasure in his groin. With the heel of her foot working his balls and the rest stroking his cock hard along his belly, he could feel something swelling within him.

She licked her lips and stroked him faster, squeezing the head of his cock between two of her large toes. The stimulation was overloading him. His face grew flush with blood, and his ears grew warm as he tried to concentrate on the sweet taste of Serena's foot. But it only made him hotter - more ready to climax.

He opened his eyes to find her pleasuring herself with her fingers. They were gliding in and out of her dripping pussy at the same rate her foot was stroking his shaft, her breasts bouncing to the rhythm. Before long she was jerking and panting. She was clearly having an orgasm and Leon could feel his own climax within reach.

The erotic visual, mixed with everything else, was too much, and he couldn't hold it back anymore. He didn't want to hold it back anymore. His whole body contracted as nearly every muscle tensed. With a loud cry of utter satisfaction, Leon let it go, exploding onto his naked belly and chest.

He released Serena's toe from his mouth, trying to catch his breath but still massaging her foot. She pulled it away, however, and crawled over him. She got close to him with a big grin on her muzzle.

"Thank you, Leon," she said, kissing him on the cheek. "It'd been so long. I needed that." She looked down at his chest, noticing the large amount of cum. "And it looks like you needed that, too."

She gave him another quick kiss and stood up from the mat. She went to grab her clothes before Leon reached forward and grabbed one of her soft hands. Their eyes locked with the same feeling of deep appreciation.

"And thank you, Serena," he gulped, knowing it was something difficult to admit. "T-that was the first time I've ever been able to do such a thing - to give into that desire. And it was better than I could've ever imagined."

Her hand clenched and held his with a loving embrace. "Would you like to shower with me? I don't know if humans have the same custom, but after we've been intimate with someone, it's customary to bathe or shower together."

It was odd how comfortable he felt with her. He didn't know if it was her soft, majestic body, her warm sinewy voice, or her frank and take-charge character. But it didn't matter. He felt _something_for her and he wasn't going to ignore his gut feeling - not this time.

"I'd love to," he replied. He squeezed her hand and pulling himself up from the sparring mat.

They grabbed their clothes and continued to hold hands as they went back through the living room, climbed the carpeted stairs, and strolled down the hallway to the bathroom. She shut the door behind them and turned the metallic knobs in the stand-up shower. The only barrier was a cloudy but transparent glass sliding door, and Serena stepped right in slowly advancing her head under the cone of warm water.

Leon stared in admiration as it beaded and dripped down her gorgeous coat of silver and white fur. She held her ears down and let the stream of water cleanse her face. Most of it flooded down her chest between her breasts and formed a wild river along her toned belly all the way down to her crotch, causing Leon to get aroused once more.

"What are you waiting for?" she wondered, waving him in.

He was slightly trembling. But that had to have been because he felt cold. Yes, that was it. The warm water would help that.

Without further ado, Leon entered the shower and slid the door shut behind him. The steam that rose from the tiled floor was enough to create an intimate fog around them, filled with a hint of her delightful scent. She turned around to face him and disappeared backward into the rolling steam. Her hand wrapped around the back of his neck and pulled him close under the comforting warmth of the pouring water

She pressed her wet body against his and slid her hand upward, raking her fingers and claws tenderly through his drenched hair. Her other hand ran with the water down his spine and came to rest on his right ass cheek. She took in a deep breath of the steam and squeezed it, closing the gap between their lower halves, his half-erect cock pressing against her dripping vagina.

"Are all humans attracted to us like you?" she asked, diving deep into his eyes and stroking his cheek with the other hand.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and eagerly embraced her. He felt safe. He felt connected. "Probably not," he answered her.

"So what makes you different than them?"

"I'm not sure," he began and dug his face into her shoulder, the water still pouring down their naked bodies. "It's something I've always thought was weird about me, but the moment I met you at that terminal, I couldn't ignore it anymore. You'd brought out feelings in me I couldn't suppress anymore. And the way you'd talk and the way you'd treat me was just so inviting and warm. Those feelings couldn't be wrong like I'd convinced myself so many times before. Could they?"

She embraced him tighter and Leon felt himself being absorbed by her warmth. "They're not wrong, Leon. There's nothing wrong with a person's authentic feelings of attraction."

He gulped, "Do you think it's that strong of an attraction?"

"I think it is."

Leon didn't know what to say. Without a doubt, his feelings for her were something he'd never experienced before.

"How far do you want to take this, Leon? Personally, I am willing to be as intimate with you as you want to be."

"Can I have some time to think about that?" he requested. Regardless of how hard he was falling for Serena, he was still confused. He didn't know what to believe anymore.

"Absolutely," she replied, winking. "Take your time. But know I still want your awesome foot massages."

They smiled at each other and Leon nodded. Foot massages were something he could definitely do for her, even though his body was telling him he wanted so much more.

* *

"This should be so much fun!" Vera exclaimed. It made Leon smile. The pantheress was always so jovial.

All four of them were packed into one of their cars, the same one Leon rode that first day with Serena. Nalani and Vera had been back for an hour after returning from the base. It was enough time to gripe about some of the work they had to do as well as change their clothes for a night out on the town.

Vera wasn't the only excited one. Leon felt tingling feeling of anticipation all over his body, sitting in the front passenger seat. He'd thought Vera's excitement had simply infected him, but he would have been excited regardless.

They all thought it would be a great idea to show Leon around the city a bit. And the best was to do that was to take him out to the mall, which had a movie theater. They'd do a little shopping and then see a flick. Leon was nervous about it, but he agreed with them. It seemed like a delightful idea.

The farther into the city they got the more surreal everything appeared to Leon. People were taking strolls on the sidewalks, but they weren't "people" people. They were all different kinds of animal-like people. It was so eerie how strikingly similar they were to species back on Earth. The biggest difference being that they walked on two legs and were highly intelligent like humans. Their technology was far behind current human tech, but they were no doubt just as capable of eventually developing the same ideas, knowledge, and tools.

Leon kept track of all the different species he could recognize. There were wolves, all sorts of felines, foxes and arctic foxes, bears, rabbits, minks, deer, and raccoons. The sheer diversity as they cruised along Main Street was absolutely amazing. He wondered if there was even more diversity stretched all over the planet.

"Is something the matter, Leon?" Serena asked him.

He took a moment to glance at the beautiful snow leopard in the driving seat. The sun was started to set, and its yellow and orange rays were beaming on her fur with each opening between the buildings. Every time it shone upon her, it lit her up with a golden aura. The sight made Leon smile. It also made him swallow a nervous lump. His eyes darted somewhere else and his cheeks grew flush with blood. Being attracted to her was still something he found a hard time coming to terms with.

"I-I'm fine..." he coughed, clearing his throat, "...I was just admiring how diverse the population is. There are so many different types of people here."

"It's not a good as it's cracked up to be," Nalani said.

Leon took a look back at the lioness in the back seat with Vera. She had her arms crossed, indignant.

"Nalani!" exclaimed the pantheress.

"What?" Nalani went on. "It's not like years of strife between all of us can just evaporate over a few decades. There are a few people who cling to some of that animosity. That's all I meant by that."

Leon was curious about it, but he didn't want to intrude. It seemed to be a tender matter, just like all the politics back on his planet.

Serena helped him out. She leaned over, but kept her eyes on the road. "There've been multiple wars between certain species in the past. Some of them have revolved around those of us who are considered more predatory types, and those who are more prey types. It's a complicated matter, but things have been much better lately. For the most part, we all get along."

Leon nodded with a sympathetic understanding. Although they didn't share the same predator and prey type differences, he understood nearly any difference was enough to cause war in the past for humans.

Still, a number of questions flooded his mind, but he wanted to let the matter settle. They were going out to have fun. He didn't want to ruin it by saying something discourteous or incorrect.

Serena pulled into the parking lot of the mall. It wasn't a very large building, nothing like the malls back on Earth. He constantly had to remind himself it was like he'd gone back in time. Even the first day spent at his new home was awkward without all the technology he was used to. For the first time in a long time, he actually had to prepare his own cup of coffee - or rather, the Liira equivalent to his morning brew.

Leon felt out of place walking up to the mall. He was the only human in sight, which was somewhat odd. There were several humans who'd already emigrated to Liira, but he hadn't seen another one since he'd left the portal station. Some of them were still in refugee camps, and he wouldn't suspect they'd be taking trips to the mall. The others were probably still adjusting to their new host families.

Serena opened the door for them, and they all entered. Shopping was fun. It gave him a better idea of their culture and customs to see some of it up close. Some of the people were excited to meet their first humans. Others simply shied away.

The most interesting thing was seeing just how much a number of the stores catered to men. It made sense, considering everything he'd learned about Liira, as well as what the girls had explained to him. Still, he could shake the weird feeling of being in such an opposite type of culture.

Another fun part was when the girls sported some new attire for him. They didn't have much intention to buy any of it, but he got the impression they all wanted to show off for him. Vera tried on a new pink bikini, which didn't have too much fabric all together. It showed a lot of fur, but Leon didn't complain. It even went well with her shiny black coat of fur, he thought. The most interesting thing was he was allowed in the dressing room with them. Again, it was nothing he'd complain about.

By the time some of the shops were closing, it was late enough to make their way to the theater. When they got there, it was the only thing left open in the mall. There was a fair amount of anthros lining up behind the booth. They were all there to see the only movie that was showing: Rise of the Robots.

The title made Leon chuckle. It reminded him when people used to be scared of artificial intelligence back on his planet, especially when they introduce it within the military. Granted, there were two failures with military AI. One involved a terrible malfunction and the other involved a hacker taking control. But neither of those ended up being catastrophic disasters like they were so commonly depicted in the movies.

Leon had a sudden urge to show off to the people waiting in line, even though he was the only human there. Some of them gave him a few awkward looks, but he felt confident and comfortable enough with the girls by his side. He wanted to show off his own personal AI, Iris. He wanted to explain to them that AI and robots have proved to be a great means to make life easier.

However, he held back. His experience with anthros' reaction to human technology thus far had been pretty good. Serena, Vera, and Nalani were each enamored by Iris and some of the other things he'd had an opportunity to show him. In fact, Nalani - the sci-fi and tech buff of the three - was constantly asking him to show her more stuff on his smart bracer. And, at times, she even called out for Iris herself. She didn't realize yet that Iris had voice recognition and only responded to Leon, but Leon promised her that he might eventually add her to the accepted voices.

Something stopped him from doing his impromptu show-and-tell. The feline reacted well to Iris, but that didn't mean everyone else would. Advanced technology can be a frightening thing to some, especially considering the movie they were about to watch. Leon was unsure.

He'd read the works of some anthro authors back on Earth. That was when he was getting a grasp on their language. He practiced by reading some of their fiction. Sci-fi was always a favorite of his, so that's what he read. Most sci-fi anthro writers wrote very positive things about advanced technology, especially after first contact with humans. However, there were many scares and fears about robotics and artificial intelligence before humans showed up.

It was the same on earth, in many early sci-fi stories in pulp magazines, robots were often portrayed as mindless, Frankenstein-esque, metal monsters. The legendary science fiction writer Isaac Asimov was frustrated with how robots were portrayed as villains and sought to change that. He began writing stories with sympathetic robots in 1940, and in 1942 he published the short story Runaround, which first featured the Three Laws of Robotics that every sci-fi fan knew.

From what Leon had seen, he'd only took note of one anthro author who wrote stories with sympathetic protagonist robots before humans arrived on Liira. Her name was Koodla Harkav. Leon remembered from the picture on the back of the book that the author was a bear. Her writing actually bore a strikingly resemblance to Isaac Asimov, portraying robots in a positive light, almost like she was the Asimov of the anthros.

Leon thought Harkav's books had to have made some form of impact before humans arrived, considering how popular they seemed to be. Nalani even had several copies of the bear's books. He still refrained from calling upon Iris, though. Everyone's eyes were already upon him simply because he was the only human standing in line to see an anthro-made movie. Showing the Iris would only make him more popular than he wanted to be at the moment.

Most of those anthros kept an eye on him for the rest of the time he stood in line. A lot of them were only curious; some of them offering him waves and smiles; a few were scowling at him. However, there was nothing like the continuous gawking of strangers to make a person's night. The sarcasm was the only thing to help him get past that awkward feeling of having eyes all over him. He was glad he didn't make it any worse.

Leon was surprised to find the portly bear, who was selling the tickets, ambivalent about his presence. When he asked if it was okay he be in the theater, the bear only shrugged his wide shoulders. Money was still money, Leon supposed.

Only two minutes into the film, Leon was already bored. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the cheesy footage and one-liners scattered throughout the movie. Not only that, but the story was basically robots taking over the world: anthros good; robots bad. There was no other substance to the movie. The only good thing about the movie was it wasn't very long.

They were the last ones out of the theater, and as they lingered, the mall quickly emptied. The rest of the place was closed off, so the only way they could go was toward the exit.

"So..." Vera started as they were making their way out of the mall. The pantheress hopped in front of Leon and walked backward, all the way to the exit, where she stopped. "What did you think of the movie?"

Leon came to a halt and scratched his head. He didn't know if brutal honesty was potentially a faux pas in Liira. Because of that, he framed his initial response carefully.

"Um..." he replied. "Do you want the truth?"

Vera's faced scrunched up with good-humored amusement. "It was bad wasn't it? It's okay. I thought it was horrible, so you can give it to us straight."

"Yeah," he said. "It was terribly corny. The acting was bad. The dialogue was bland and clichéd. The movie lacked any special effects or decent audio that was in line with what was happening on the screen. Hell, the robots look like they were made out of cardboard. Overall, it was bad."

Leon cleared his throat but chuckled. He was starting to sound like a critic.

"I agree," Nalani added, opening the door for them to leave the mall. "But I don't suppose you'd have an example of what you'd call a good movie, do you?"

A smirk snuck across his lips. "Why yes," he answered as they all shuffled outside. "I do, actually. And if you gals are willing to stay up late tonight, we can watch a few of them."

"What the hell is this!?" a raspy voice jeered near the entrance to the mall. There were a couple of scrawny, female raccoons loitering next to the small garden that lined the south wall of the building.

"Yeah," said the other, "When did they start letting scum into the city? Even worse. It's a man. He belongs back home with the rest of 'em."

Leon had been heckled in the past. And even though it was in a different language he was still getting accustomed to, he knew they were heckling him. He did his best to ignore them. The last thing he needed on his second day in Liira was an altercation with the locals.

"What did you just say, punk!" Vera spat.

Of course, Leon thought. Vera wasn't the type of person to simply ignore an insult. Nalani tried to urge her toward the parking lot, insisting she forget about the rabble.

"I said..." the raccoon repeated, standing from the stone bed of the garden. "His filthy kind doesn't belong in the city. He belongs either back in the house or back out in the camp with the rest of the vermin."

"I think you've confused who the real vermin are, coon..." Vera growled, stepping up to the raccoon. She made sure she could see her sharp, ivory canines.

The raccoon gave Vera a shove, but the pantheress hardly budged a single inch. "Back off, bitch!"

Leon marched over. He was intent on stopping this nonsense. He went to speak, but the moment he got within reach, one of the raccoon's swung a backhand right for his face. There wasn't enough time to react. The backside of the raccoon's hand made contact with his left cheek, letting out a loud crack, slapping his face red. It hurt enough to make Leon wince.

"Know your place, man!" said the raccoon, with her open hand lingering in the air.

Serena took her turn, marching over to them. It appeared she was intent on telling the raccoons off, but what she did next surprised Leon. One blink later, and her fist was flying right at the raccoon's face. There was a harsh crack and she was thrown to the ground, holding her muzzle and whimpering.

The other raccoon charged at her with the goal of avenging her friend. She was met with the same fate. Serena sidestepped and threw a quick jab straight into the raccoon's left cheek. She stumbled, but she didn't fall. After recuperating, the raccoon twisted her entire upper half, throwing her own fist upward in a wide, angled arc, straight for Serena's head.

The snow leopard lifted an arm, blocking the raccoon's swing. She grabbed hold and twisted her arm around the raccoon's. Serena's long, fluffy tail glowed in the dim, artificial light as she pivoted and threw the raccoon right over her shoulder. With a loud thud, the raccoon landed on her back. Right on top of her friend.

They groaned in agony as their faces met with the bottom of Serena's foot, knocking them out. She dusted off her hands, brushing them back and forth together. "No one lays a hand on our man, and certainly no one calls my friend a bitch," she spat and returned to Leon's side.

Serena held out her arm for Leon. He hesitated for a moment. He was utterly stunned by her performance as well as her willingness to defend him in such a way. But a grin slipped along his lips and he accepted her arm, allowing her to escort him back to the car.

"Remind me to never get on your bad side," he remarked with a chuckle as they walked together. She winked in response. Nalani was right beside them. Leon took one last look at the two raccoons and pointed, "Are they?

"They'll be fine..." Nalani said. She was expressionless, almost cold. "Not everyone here likes the idea of humans moving in, especially since you guys have such a different culture. But someone had to put them in their place."

"But don't we have to worry about--"

"No," Serena answered. "We'll be out of here before anyone shows up, and if the police end up asking us what happened, we'll just tell them the truth. They laid hands on you first."

Leon shrugged. That was another thing he was going to have to get used to. Not only was it odd having a woman stand up for him rather than the other way around. Most of the Liirans had been welcoming enough, though. He understood the two raccoons were an exception rather than the rule.

The drive back home was uneventful. There was some nightlife in the city, but it didn't seem like much. One interesting thing, which caught Leon's eye, was a female wolf who appeared to be peddling human technology. It was only little devices like smart watches and tablets. Leon shrugged. It seemed innocent enough, but it made him wonder how she got a hold of the devices in the first place.

"Have humans been selling some of their technology to the locals?" he asked. He felt inclined to investigate.

Serena sighed, but she kept her eyes on the road. "Yes," she answered, "but it's frowned upon by some. Our currently conservative government is afraid of the danger that comes with humans and their technology. A few of them believe that's the reason why your world is dying in the first place."

"That's not true." Leon replied. "Our technology actually helped us delay the death of our planet and save us. It would have been worse without it, and if it wasn't for our tech, we wouldn't have had the chance to come here in the first place." Leon went on. There was a lot he wanted to add, just to make things clear. "And what we bring with us is meant to make people's lives better. We have so many life-saving devices; we've been able to extend our lives for many, many years."

"No one in this car will disagree with you, Leon. All of us are on the side of learning as much as we can from you guys. But consider how complicated your politics were with just one sentient species on your planet, and imagine what it might be like with nine different species. None of it comes easy."

Leon nodded. "I understand. All of us are going to have to be patient with one another."

"Exactly," she said, glancing over to Leon, smiling with appreciation.

It was good to be home. They'd had a nice time out on the town, but Leon was ready to lie back and watch some _good_movies. There were several human movies that had been released to the anthro audiences. It was the same for some television shows and cartoons. Animal depictions in cartoons were a subject of fascination for the anthros. Nearly all anthros loved the movies, shows, and cartoons that came from the human world, and they look forward to each new one that came through the portal.

The Liirans had also been introduced to popcorn, and it, too, was an immediate craze. Loads of it, along with many other things, had been sent through cargo portals. Popcorn was one of the first few things to be sold in local stores rather than only handed out at the refugee camps. It was expensive, so it surprised Leon when he found a bag of it in one of their cupboards. Because of its price, it hadn't become custom to be sold in movie theaters yet.

Leon wasn't used to popping his own popcorn on a stove, but Iris was able to guide him through it. The girls admitted they bought it without a clue as to how to prepare it. It was a good thing Leon and Iris were there to show them how. The Liiran butter added a unique but good taste. It was sweeter than the usual butter on Earth.

Leon was able to place his laptop on the coffee table and use it as a hologram projector. He had libraries full of movies and television shows on his hard drive. The high-definition image, which beamed onto their white wall, shocked the felines at first. They'd seen a few things from his laptop, but this one was stunning.

Immediately, they were engrossed in the crisp, full-color picture. They hardly blinked as their hands glided back and forth from the popcorn to their mouths. Their looks made Leon beam with amusement. The first two _Terminator_films were the perfect choice in light of the bad movie they just watched at the mall.

It also helped that his smart bracer had immersive, projected surround sound. Vera even made the comment that it sounded like she was right there, killing robots with them. Their ears twitched with anticipation. Their eyes glimmered with excitement. All three felines were often on the edge of their seats as if they wanted to get in on the action.

"This is completely out of this world. How do they make it look so real?" Nalani asked. Leon was surprised to find her so engrossed in the film. Usually, that was Vera's thing.

"Well," Leon started, "It's a combination of many different things. Some of it is simply how they use multiple, state-of-the-art cameras. There are many different tricks they employ to create certain effects. Other things are post-processing or editing, which may include computer-generated imagery."

"I only understood half of what you said," Vera joked, chuckling. "Just enjoy the movie, Nalani. Because this is awesome!"

During the second movie, Serena lied back in the couch and pulled Leon over to lay on her chest and belly. Her soft arms wrapped around him, snuggling him. At times she ran her fingers through his hair or caressed his cheeks. Leon loved it, but he felt uncomfortable.

He felt Vera's and Nalani's eyes upon him. There was a hint of jealousy in the air. Serena didn't seem to mind, which confused him, because he was uncertain how things would ever work out between him and his hosts. But the snow leopard had been so confident about her attraction to him from the beginning. He found it hard to be as confident as her.

When the second movie was over, they were all blow away. Vera went on about how awesome it was, shooting fake robots with her fake rifle. "I can take them all!" she boasted.

"You'd be dead the moment they saw you," Nalani argued.

Serena chuckled, amused by her friends' different personalities. "Well, those certainly were two of the best movies we've ever seen. That's for sure. I don't think we'll have to go the movies for a long time, when we can have movie night right here at home." She looked at the clock and her eyes went a bit wide. "Oh, wow. I can't believe it's that late," she said, looking over to Vera and Nalani. "You guys may want to go to bed if you hope to get any sleep tonight."

Nalani squinted with some suspicion, considering Serena still had Leon in her lap, cuddling him. "Oh?" she said. "And what about you two? Will you be going to bed, too?"

Vera was yawning and already making her way to the stairs near the foyer. "Whatever, Nalani," the pantheress said. "She's on vacation for signing us up to host Leon. Let her stay up as long as she wants."

"Don't worry," Serena finally replied to Nalani, urging Leon off of her lap. "Leon and I will head to bed, too."

The lioness's eyes darted between the snow leopard and the human, taking in a deep breath. Her chin lifted. "Alright," she said. "I'll see you two in the morning."

Serena and Leon did as Serena promised. The stayed close behind the lioness, making their way up the stairs together. Leon felt even more uncomfortable. It was clear Nalani saw what may have been going on between him and her friend.

Nalani entered her room and closed the door behind her. Serena followed Leon to his room, but stopped at the door. Just as Leon was about to enter his room, she stopped him, pulled him close, and met with his eyes. Her smoky lips were curled in the slightest as she closed her eyes and inched toward his lips. Leon pulled away.

Immediately, his heart sunk down into his gut. It was beating uncontrollably. He'd wanted nothing more in that moment than to kiss her, but something stopped him. Some part of him was telling him it was wrong. Yet, so much more of him wanted to feel as much of Serena against him as possible.

Serena blinked, averting her beautiful, blue eyes. "I'm sorry," she said. Her arms unwrapped from around his sides. "I shouldn't be pushing you so hard and so fast for this."

She took off, her long, bushy tail brushing up against his arm like it did when he first met her. He held that arm in his hand. He tried to hold on to that tingling sensation as Serena disappeared into her room down the hall.

Leon shook his head. Disappointment filled each limb of his body as his heart made its way back up to its normal position. He let himself fall into his bed, making the springs creak under his bouncing weight for a few seconds. His room was quiet. There was no one in there with him. But that night he dreamed of her. He dreamed Serena was with him.

* *

Bang, bang, bang.

Damn it, he thought. Leon was hitting his forehead - softly, because the others were still asleep - against the window in his room. He was up before the sun even started to rise. His sleep was mired with tossing and turning and his brain just wouldn't shut up, no matter how harshly he'd curse it.

Two days had passed since his first - but not only - intimate interaction with Serena. He just couldn't help it. She was honest, courageous, caring, independent, smart, beautiful, and a whole host of other wonderful things he just couldn't help but feel attracted to. But he just couldn't admit it. He couldn't admit it was his deepest attraction. He could say it in his mind but his lips would petrify the moment he tried to utter the words out loud.

His body - definitely his body - was willing to admit it, but he needed something more convincing than his biology. But every time his body wanted to become one with hers, his brain would scream, "What are you doing!? You're some kind of sicko, aren't you? How could you even be thinking of having sex with her? Pervert."

Ah! - bang, bang, bang. His forehead was starting to become numb as the golden glow of the rising sun started to grow on the horizon.

"Good morning, Le-" Vera had burst through the door to wake him but was surprised by the fact he was already up with his head leaning against the cold glass. "What are you doing?"

"O-oh? This?" Leon stumbled as he tried to fake some believable response. He bent down to grab the windowsill and bowed his back. "I'm just doing my morning stretches."

"Cool. You'll have to teach me sometime. That looks like it'd help me wake up," she replied, rubbing her tired eyes. "Nalani is going to make some breakfast if you wanted to join us."

"I'll be right down," he replied, and wiped the sweat from his brow after she closed the door. He heard her stomping down the stairs like she usually did in the morning. Vera always had a very lighthearted nature to everything she did. It was something Leon admired about her.

He rubbed his eyes and realized just how baggy and sore they were. He was hopeful breakfast would help cure him of the symptoms of his restless night. Nalani did make some of the best meals so far - undeniably better than Vera's so-called cooking.

Their typical chatter was echoing from the kitchen as Leon took his usual stool at the island. They each greeted him kindly. However, seeing the girls actions around their friends was even more reason for Leon to be deeply attracted to them. They all had deep conversations about what was most important to them and there was nothing except an air of understanding and support. The degree of emotional honesty among them was astonishing and something he'd never witnessed before. He shook his head over his plate of food, which he was playing with instead of eating.

"Ahem!" Nalani cleared her throat to get everyone's attention. "I have to announce something I'm a bit upset about."

Leon's head shot straight up to look at the lioness and then right over to Serena. He wasn't surprised to find a hint of concern on the snow leopard's face.

Nalani pulled a bottle of massage oil out from one of her pockets, "I found this in the living room yesterday."

"So what, Nalani," Vera rolled her eyes. "It's a bottle of massaging oil. Big deal."

"Yes, but this bottle was full the last time I came across it, and within the past two days it's now half-empty."

"I think you mean half-full," Vera joked but stopped laughing the moment Nalani's fiery glare shot right through her.

Serena met with Leon's eyes and she let out a deep sigh.

"Is there something you wish to tell us, Serena?" Nalani asked her friend, relaxing the flame in her eyes a bit.

"Yes," Serena began, "Leon has been giving me foot massages for the past few days."

Vera whipped around to look at them both. "What!?" she exclaimed. "And you didn't tell us? I want a foot massage, too!"

The pantheress leaned far back on her barstool and hung her black feet just inches from Leon. "What do you think, handsome? Do you like my feet, too?"

"Seriously, Vera!" Nalani scolded her, pulling one of her feet up for Leon to get a good look. "But really, what about my feet? Would you like to give them a rub sometime?"

Leon hung his head and his cheeks quickly grew pink. He hated the silence as they all waited for his answer. He swallowed hard before opening his mouth to speak. "I'm not going to lie," he started. "I like all of your feet."

"I knew it!" Nalani cheered. "And you've been hiding this from us, Serena?"

Serena's brow furrowed, upset at the accusation. "No," she defended herself, "Leon has felt ashamed about it for a long time, so I was letting him take his time to decide when to tell you himself. Besides, don't you have twenty minutes to get to the base?"

"Yes, but this conversation isn't over," she glowered at Serena and grabbed Vera by the arm, pulling her from her last bite of breakfast.

"Hey!" Vera frowned as she watched her fork slip from her fingers.

Nalani pulled her all the way out of the house telling her, "We're already going to be late."

Leon's chest felt heavy. Was this the first time Serena kept something from them?

"I know this is going to be difficult for you to hear." Serena kept her head hung low, playing a bit with her remaining breakfast. "But we all want you, Leon. The three of us were talking last night, and we can't deny how much we feel an attraction for you."

All of them? Attracted to him? That feeling just below his stomach started to swell again, but he attempted beat it back down with his mind.

Three girls? All to myself? No, Leon. How could you want such a thing?

"Don't shut me out, Leon," Serena uttered, hoping he would look into her deep blue eyes. "Tell me what you're thinking. Tell me what you're feeling."

Tears started to form at the corners of his eyes and he did his best to fight them from growing any more. However, one defeated his efforts and dropped down his cheek.

"I keep telling myself no, but I don't know how much longer I can do that," he explained and finally turned to meet with her eyes. "I want to give myself to you, Serena. I want to have sex with you."

"It's okay, Leon." She wiped the tear from his cheek. "Tell me how you want me to make love to you and I will do as you ask."

"Can we do it now? Can you dominate me, Serena? That's what I want. I won't ignore my body anymore."

"Your wish is my command, Leon," she answered and wrapped him in her arms, lifting him from the barstool and carrying him up the stairs to her bedroom. It was going to happen. A fantasy was going to come true.

Her door swung open and it was the first time Leon had ever gotten a good look inside her room. She had a red and brown comforter spread neatly across her king-size bed and white drapes hung from the open windows, the ocean breeze sweeping into the room. It filled the place with the sounds of rustling grass and cresting waves.

She kept her gaze on Leon as she eased him down to the bed, her body pressing against his the moment he sunk into the mattress. The bed took him eagerly and he let his body relax. He said he wanted to give himself to her. That was what he was going to do.

Slowly, but with a large amount of pressure, she ran her hands down his arms and to his wrists, pinning them against the bed. They squeezed and held him in place as she climbed on top of him. She sat on his waist and drew in close to him, her breasts compressing against his chest.

Leon closed his eyes and waited for whatever she was going to do next. The first thing he felt was her whiskers crawling across his cheeks. They tickled but stopped the moment her lips pressed against his. He relaxed his jaws and allowed her to manipulate his lips however she wanted - rubbing, sucking, and licking.

She released his wrists and raked her fingers deep into his hair, grasping his head and pushing him harder into her lips, kissing him deeper. The feeling was great but he wanted more. His hand slid along the comforter and up her soft leg. It ran along her side until it came to her breast. He squeezed and massaged her supple flesh, his toes curling in the process.

Serena grasped his wayward hand and slammed it back down to the bed. She stopped kissing him, and Leon opened his eyes to find a slightly awry smile on her muzzle.

"Naughty boy," she teased. "Take off your clothes."

She let his hand go and Leon did as she asked, pulling his white T-shirt over his head and tossing it to the floor.

Serena smiled, "I'll get the shorts."

Her fingers scratched down his shoulders to his waist where they wrapped around the rim of his shorts. The button was first. Then the zipper was undone. And with his underwear also in her clutches, she drew them both down his legs, removing them completely from his body.

Leon remained still on the bed, partly embarrassed by the cool air that struck his skin. He was nearly hard. But he still wasn't fully aroused.

Serena crawled back over him, ignoring his manhood for the moment.

"Close your eyes," she demanded and used her fingers to shut his lids. "And only pay attention to my touch."

However, Leon could not ignore the sound of Serena's clothes landing on the floor with a soft thud. It was tempting to open his eyes. He wanted to gaze at the beauty and awe of her naked body once more. But he resisted. He was hers.

She sat once more on his waist, just above his nearly erect cock. He could feel the fur around her crotch and her slightly moist pussy pushing against belly. The thought of all of it aroused him further.

First, her fingers fell on his forehead. And from his forehead, the glided downward, caressing his cheeks and then his lips and chin. They slid across his jaw and gently stroked the edge of his ears.

His legs and arms twitched with as his nerves sprung into action, sending waves of warmth all throughout his body and especially his face. His lips gave way once again as she pressed hers against them, giving them only one slight embrace before retreating.

Her hands left his face and fell to his shoulders and chest where she pressed harder into his flesh. She lingered a bit on his nipples, rubbing them just hard enough to arouse them and make Leon curl his toes again. With a smile her lips and teeth descended on one of them, sucking and nibbling the tender flesh. Leon couldn't help but jerk with the tingling pleasure.

But he kept his eyes closed. Just like she'd asked.

Serena's body moved down his, her womanhood sliding across his cock, teasing it. She was getting wetter by the minute.

One of her hands left his chest and reappeared on his thigh. It crawled upward closer to his scrotum until her palm finally pressed against his balls and massaged them with care, her fingers pressing just below, tickling his taint.

Leon let a soft howl of pleasure. He was finally completely erect. But something warm descended upon his cock, pressing against the bottom and riding the flesh upward toward the tip. Serena had licked him with her moist tongue. And she didn't wait long before wrapping her lips tight around it and sucking his entire length a few times with her mouth.

His breathing quickened and the pulse of his heart pounded throughout his extremities as she continued to pleasure him for a moment longer. But without warning, she stopped, her body climbing back on top of his. Her weight pushed him deep into the mattress and her large hands pushed against his wrists once more.

"You may open your eyes now," she suggested and Leon did just that.

Serena rested her whole body on top of his, wrapping his entire torso in her silky coat of fur. Her smooth belly pressed against his chest and her breasts hung just above his neck. She eyed Leon over, her head hovering above his by a foot and a half.

She lifted her waist off of him and positioned herself just above Leon's erection. The wet lips of her pussy pressed lightly against it, teasing him.

She smiled and squeezed her hands even tighter around his wrists. "Are you ready?" she asked.

Leon took in a deep breath and replied, "Yes. I am."

Gradually, she let her wide hips descend upon him. She grinded her clitoris against the head of his cock. She exhaled with satisfaction as she pressed harder against him, stroking and rubbing it for a few more seconds. And with one last push, she went farther, spreading her moist inner labia around the tip of his cock. The warm flesh took him in hungrily, engulfing his entire intimate flesh as her vagina swallowed his shaft.

Leon squirmed as her hot, damp insides wrapped tight around his cock and stimulated it from the tip to the base. But she pressed harder against him, stopping him from moving the slightest bit.

She guided Leon's arms back to his sides and started to thrust her hips deep into him. Her tight flesh rubbed back and forth along his shaft, pleasuring it like nothing he'd ever felt from a woman before. It was the only thing that occupied his thoughts and feelings. Everything else around him disappeared.

But as she continued to hump him, she shifted her hands up from his wrists, forcing one behind his shoulder blade and the other on his cheek. She ran her thumb across his lips with the smallest amount of pressure. It nagged the edge of his nerves in the worst - or actually, best - way. He opened his mouth and took in her thumb, letting the rough flesh tickle his taste buds.

She purred with delight as Leon worked her thumb with his mouth and his hard cock pleasured her insides. Her body grew warm and she let out a cry of ecstasy as her flesh contracted around his erection and she climaxed, squirting even more around Leon's cock.

But she was far from done.

Serena removed her thumb and slid her hand to the back of his head, grasping some of his hair and gently pulling back. She let her top half descend, curling her soft body all around him. He let her control him, and he found his face being pressed deep into her bosom, right in between her breasts. Leon slightly bent his knees and wrapped his arms around her waist. She wrapped her soft, white tail around his thigh and humped him faster, banging the headboard against the wall.

"Suck me!" she exclaimed and drove Leon's head into her right breast, her nipple and fur tickling the tip of his lips and tongue.

Leon didn't wait. He stretched his lips over her nipple and began to suckle it. But that was not enough for Serena. She grasped the back of his head even harder and sunk his face deep into her soft, yielding flesh. Her huge breast wrapped around his cheeks and swallowed his face.

His body was overtaken by a kindling of every nerve. Every inch of his flesh felt warm. But he felt the greatest degree of stimulation below his waist as her pussy worked him over and over again. All of it was conquering him. He could not resist it a second more.

She let out a roar of satisfaction as she came once again, her flesh squeezing even tighter around his shaft this time. That sent Leon over the edge. Every muscle contracted and he unintentionally dug his face deeper into her breast as he let out a muffled cry. He jerked forward and deeper into her as his cock swelled with his seed. And with two more deep thrust into her, he released it all.

Serena slowed and relaxed her hand from the back of Leon's head. He fell back from her breast and drew in a deep breath before he started to pant, his brow dripping with a small amount of sweat. She leaned in and wrapped her lips around his, giving him a gentle kiss.

"Thank you, Leon," she whispered.

Leon let himself sink as deep into the bed as he could go and Serena wrapped both arms around his chest with a tight embrace, her weight pushing him even deeper into the mattress. Her tail was still wrapped tightly around his thigh, stroking his bare skin.

He let out a deep sigh and a huge grin beamed across his face. "That was amazing," he expressed in utter joy. Never before had he had such an experience of pure sexual bliss.

* *

"We're going to have to tell them eventually," Serena explained. Her fingers were running down his bare chest, coming to rest right below his belly button.

They were naked in her bed. Serena invited him to her room after breakfast and a shower. It was the last day he had alone with her, and Leon couldn't get enough of her. The gorgeous snow leopard was a dream come true in all respects.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Nalani and Vera. They need to know about us. I owe it to them."

"Why's that?"

"First, we value honesty," she explained. "Second, it's part of our culture. They desire you as much as I do, and it's custom for us to share the man of the house. It's how we do things."

Leon didn't know what to think. His lungs filled with a deep breath and he let it out in a sigh. It's not something he was used to, but he was getting accustomed to that feeling. Three stunningly beautiful felines all to himself was a fantasy that never would have crossed his mind just a week prior. Now, it was becoming his reality.

"Leon?" Serena asked, running a thumb across his bottom lip. Her warm breath was caressing his cheeks as she gave him a quick nuzzle. "What are you thinking?"

"Honestly..." he said, pausing to swallow his anxiety, "...I'm shocked."

"Shocked?"

Leon shook his head before turning to meet with her eyes. Each time he caught a glimpse of the turquoise sea in her irises, he went adrift into them. He smiled.

"I'm shocked I've fallen for you so quickly. It's hard for me to imagine having more than this," he said. "A-and you're fine with it?"

"Of course I'm fine with it. It's what I grew up knowing. My family consisted of my father, my five mothers, and my numerous siblings. I was closest to my birth mother, but polygamy is what I'm used to. All of us enjoy the extra joy we receive from having multiple intimate relationships."

Leon's fingers were raking through the downy fur on her belly. He was unaware he was doing so, caught up in his thoughts. It was hard for him to fully comprehend how she must have felt, but he did his best to explore the situation from her perspective.

"When should we tell them?" he asked.

"Are you sure you're okay with this? If you're not okay with it, then I don't want to force the subject," she added.

Leon grinned. His hand had wandered up to her breast, and he was brushing the fur atop her supple bosom. A snow leopard, a pantheress, and a lioness. All to himself. He didn't need any convincing beyond that.

"I'm perfectly okay with it," he answered.

The gap between their lips closed. Leon kissed Serena hard, sinking into her soft muzzle. Echoes of wet smacking filled the room as Serena continued to make out with Leon, pushed him to his back, and climbed on top of him.

She grabbed his arms, her fingers coiling tightly around his wrists. Upward they moved until they were straight above him. Her lips pressed deep into his mouth. It opened, and her tongue snuck inside, caressing each intimate inch of his wet flesh.

Leon kept still, and let her do as she pleased. Her tongue went all over. Up, down, back, and forward. Serena made sure she'd tasted every little fiber inside his mouth, sometimes twisting her tongue and sliding it down his, all the way to his throat.

He groaned and writhed with pleasure under her weight. Her fur was tickling his entire upper half with her breasts pressing into his chest. Arousal filled him. His cock was already growing, creeping up between her legs and butt, teasing her taint.

Serena back off of him with a satisfied smile. Her tongue ran along her lips, tasting what remained.

"Do you know what I'd love, Leon?" she wondered out loud, eyeing him with lust. Her grip on his wrists loosened, but she still held him in place.

Leon was distracted by her furry ass tickling his swelling shaft. He knew what he wanted. His throat pulled down a lump in his throat. He glanced to the side and found one of her legs stretched out across the satin sheets. Serena's toes were wiggling, watering Leon's mouth, begging to be worshiped.

"I believe I do," he finally answered her.

"And?"

The tip of his tongue escaped his mouth to sneak a lick of his lips. "You'd love to have me worship your feet..."

The corner of her lips curled upward in approval. "How correct you are," she said. "And do you remember how I like it? Do you remember what I taught you?"

Leon gulped. It was more out of anticipation than nervousness. The mere thought of it had his erection fully stiff.

"First..." he started, pausing to revel in the heat radiating from her crotch, "...you love to hunt and pin down your prey."

"Very good." Her lustful grin stretched wider along her muzzle. "I'll put you in your place, Leon."

Serena let go of his wrists and leaned back. She scooted backward over his hard shaft, teasing it with her soft taint and dripping pussy, until she sat right below his crotch. Her legs shifted forward, and her large feet came to rest right beside his head. They descended upon him.

Each side of his face sunk deep into the hot, thick flesh on the bottoms of her feet. They eagerly engulfed him. Leon took in a deep breath, shuddering in the heat and delightful aroma of the snow leopard.

"What next, Leon?"

He took in a deep breath ready to reply, but her scent filled his nose and lungs, bring a halt to his speech. His skin tingled all over from it. "Y-you... you like to play and to tease," he answered her.

"How right you are..."

Serena pushed harder. She wanted to feel every groove of the human's face below her feet. When Leon's tongue left his mouth and licked the arch of her right foot, she purred. It tickled all the way up to her crotch. Her back arched, and her feet ate more of Leon's face.

"And what was the last lesson, Leon?"

"I..." he mumbled into the meaty bottom of her foot, "...I must submit to you. I'm yours to do as you command, Serena."

"Mmm... yes..." the snow leopard groaned. She pushed and grinded her furry crotch against his and curled her toes over the crown of his head. "Then do as I command - massage my feet. Lick them. Delight in their power over you."

Leon obliged her as much out of his own satisfaction as hers. His hands fell to the tops of her feet. The pressure over his face was tight but he managed to sneak his thumbs underneath. He slid them up from her wide heel, up her arch, and all the way to her toes rubbing between the crevasses.

An erotic and pheromone-rich scent filled the air between her feet with a semi-sweet yet tangy aroma. The wonderful, feminine odor hit his nose hard, sending a delightful shock of pleasure down his receptive spine, making his toes curl.

Serena felt his body squirm with delight. She grinned and snuck her right foot downward until her big toe rested on the tip of his lips. The other stayed where it was, raking through his hair with her toes.

Leon took hold of her right foot in both hands with his thumbs resting in the arch, kneading her scented flesh. He pulled it forward. Her big toe eased inward between his soft, wet lips and along his eager tongue. Leon let it fill his mouth. He felt the fur on top tickling his upper lip. His lids fell over his eyes and he allow the feeling of her plump toe wiggling against his tongue send erotic shivers and tingling gooseflesh all over his body.

"That's right..." purred the snow leopard. "Let it fill you, and suckle on it. Taste of my body."

She was right. The flavor of her big toe mingled very well with his saliva and his taste buds. He relished the bitter-sweet combination, making him moan. His cries of satisfaction and bliss were muffled by the toe in his mouth. Serena loved it. They both did.

Leon moved from her big toe down the line until he'd sufficiently tasted each of her toes on her right foot. He pulled it up, running his tongue down her arch all the way to her heel, tickling her. The coarse, thick skin on the bottom of her foot teased the entire surface of his tongue. It made him continue to shudder.

Serena twitched from the stimulation. Her long, fluffy tail coiled around his left thigh and squeeze. Her right hand wrapped around his hard shaft and started stroking it lightly. With her left hand, she started to finger herself. They each let out a groan of satisfaction.

"It's time to give some attention to my other foot," Serena ordered. Her right foot, wet with his saliva, slid down to the side of his face. Her other foot took its place in front of his mouth.

Leon repeated the motions, drawing her big toe into his mouth. He found it hard to concentrate this time around. Serena had her thumb and pointer finger looped around the head of his cock and stimulating the very tip of it. Her furry rump, which was rested against the base of his boner and ball sack, was vibrating with her heavy purring. The number of sensations all over his body was overwhelming. Absolute and utter bliss.

With his thumbs and fingers, he focused on massaging and admiring every inch of her left foot - top and bottom. The fur on top tickled his fingertips. The thick flesh on bottom warmed his thumbs. One hand came to rest on top. He forced her foot to bend downward, pushing her big toe farther along his hungry tongue, letting it fill all the empty space as he sucked hard.

He finished suckling her toes, nestled his nose between her toes, and took in a deep whiff, delighting in her erotically infection scent. It sent thrill of lust straight to his crotch. His cock pulsed in her grip, but Leon didn't want to cum just yet. He squirmed beneath her, doing his best to hold back a rapidly building orgasm. The way Serena stroked his cock made it difficult, but he fought the feeling.

"You really love them, don't you, Leon?" Serena teased, massaging more of his shaft, which helped. He was able to relax more without her stoking his sensitive tip.

"I... I do..." he stammered, panting. The snow leopard's feet were back over his face, covering all of it. Nothing but her aroma entered his nose, and nothing but the taste of her toes lingered on his tongue. He shuddered and twitched. His cock throbbed against her palm. She understood he was ready for release.

"Then let me do you a favor..."

Serena removed her feet from Leon's face, and brought her legs back down with his. Her hand left his erection, and she crawled upward along his torso until her muzzle rested just above his mouth, her whiskers tickling his bare skin the entire way. Leon closed his eyes. He anticipated what she wanted. She kissed him hard, giving him some tongue, wanting to taste him once more before she continued.

The snow leopard held him close. Together, they reveled in the body heat of the other. Humping. Grinding. Twisting. Their bodied rubbed up against each other in an intimate embrace, hand running anywhere and everywhere, grabbing and grasping at all parts of their partner.

One of Leon's hands was able to sneak between his chest and hers, cupping one of her breasts. It filled his palm and spilled out between his fingers and around the sides of his hand. Her fur and nipple tickled his skin, twisting within his gentle grasp, compressing his hand between their torsos.

Serena took note of his interest in her breasts. A grin inched along her muzzle as she continued to kiss him deep with both their eyes shut. She stopped for a moment and wore a wider smile. "So..." she whispered, with her breath and lips tickling his as she spoke. "I think I know of another way to please you."

Leon opened the lids over his eyes and found Serena slithering back down toward his crotch. Her fingers caressed his arms, and the tip of her slippery tongue zigzagged down his chest and belly until he felt his hard shaft pressed against her breasts and slip between them. The soft fur of her bosom tickled and teased every inch of his sensitive, intimate flesh. Instinctually, he twisted his hips forward, pushing his cock deeper between her supple breast.

A sly grin flashed along her muzzle. She let her chest fall into his crotch. The downy and hot crevasse between her boobs devoured his entire hard shaft. Back and forth she rocked. It worked every inch of his cock, rubbing and massaging, stroking the head with the extremely warm flesh and fur closest to her core.

Her fingers ran down his side until they came to rest on her breasts. She pushed them together, forcing her huge tits to remove whatever gaps that remained within the tight confine around his erection. The soft tissue engulfed all of his meat in a extremely tight embrace - so tight he felt his cock pulsing against her supple breasts, matching her own sexually fuel and rapid heartbeat.

Serena used her strong back muscles to move up and down, bringing her breast with her in each smooth motion along his shaft. They were able to stroke his entire, hard length without exposing a single inch of his cock. His entire crotch was engulfed within the hot prison of her soft fur and flesh, a slave to her erotic movements, enthralled by the pleasure inflicted by her seductive magnificence.

Her breast tissue rolled over and along his cock like flexible and yielding dough. Serena held them tight, especially around the head of his erection. Each time he went deeper into the warm hug of her boob, he squirmed below her, twisting and bucking his hip, craving more of the same intense feeling all over his shaft.

Leon's spine curled as his back arched. He winced with pleasure. He couldn't handle the feeling of her breasts stroking all around his throbbing and ready-to-blow erection. It sent him soaring over the edge. A loud moan of puree ecstasy escaped between clenched jaws as he jerked, his cock swelling to the rush of his hot seed, filling every inch of his long rod.

It poured out of him in one big rush at first. The shock of pleasure shot out to every limb. Arms and legs, all the way to his fingers - it went beyond any normal climax.

Three more spurts ejaculated from his cock as Serena continued to stroke him with her huge tits. It just kept going. It wouldn't stop. He wiggled wildly in his own erotic paradise, feeling the snow leopard's hands crawling all over his sides. Leon jerked to and fro. All over. Cum continued to pour out of him as she milked him for all he was worth with a giant grin stretched wide over her beautiful face.

When she finally stopped, Leon opened his eyes to find her staring at him with a lewd amusement. Serena was wearing her lustful grin. One of her hands stretched back up to his face and she ran a finger along his brow. He didn't realize how much she got him sweating.

A gleam of her own satisfaction glimmered in her eyes. Her other hand was down on her crotch. Her fingers were still rubbing her clit with a few deep in her dripping vagina. He realized she came the same time he did, and as Leon took in a deep breath, he caught the smell of her sex in the air. It made him shudder, swelling his cock between his breasts again.

"Enjoy?" she asked, raising an alluring eyebrow.

Leon swallowed hard and tried to catch his breath. The heat and fur between her breasts was still teasing the extremely sensitive and tingling head of his cock. He nodded. "Y-yes. I did. It... it was amazing."

"Good..." she beamed. His cock slipped out from between her boobs as she crawled back up his belly and chest to rest on top of him. Her hand fell down to his crotch and fondled his ballsack, making him twitch as she forces him to kiss her. Her other hand ran through his hair, grabbing the back of his head and shoving him deeper into her lip, giving him some time.

"...because I loved it," she finished.

Leon swallowed hard and succumbed to her strength and charm, letting her slide her tongue along his in a deeper, harder kiss. They continued to make out, running their hands all over each other, again. He was in heaven. He truly was. There was no way he could ever leave this behind.

* *

"We're home!" The entry door burst open, and Leon suspected it was the usually boisterous Vera.

Leon put down the newspaper he'd been reading. It was in Liiran but he was able to understand it pretty well. He was surprised they'd still formed very similar governments and political philosophies, even in a matriarchal society like theirs. Sure, they were antiquated and certain inequalities still existed between races or - on their planet - species. But the similarities were so damn striking. They always made Leon think twice.

The article he'd read was about an executive order restricting incoming human technology. It was a shame. There was plenty of good that could come from importing all human technology, but he thought he could understand their fear, considering everything Serena had explained.

"Where's Serena?" Nalani asked as she and Vera strolled into the living room where Leon was lounging on the sofa.

"She went to go pick up some groceries," he answered. "She said she'd be back in about an hour, and that was twenty minutes ago."

"Alright." Nalani plopped down on the chair opposite Leon. She tossed her feet up to the coffee table right in Leon's line of sight. He gulped. Nalani didn't appear to be a feline of subtlety. "Ugh. Today was _way_too long. Work was rough and my feet are killing me," she sighed.

"Oh, please!" Vera rolled her eyes and took a seat in the other chair. She, too, tossed her feet up on the coffee table making sure Leon got a good look of hers as well. "If you want a foot massage, just ask the man. Leon would you be so kind and give my feet a good rub?"

"Hey, I asked first!"

"You did not! All you did was put your feet up and say, 'Woe is me! My feet killith me!'" Serena mocked her.

"Well, I wasn't going to force the issue like you like to do!"

"I am NOT forcing the issue!"

"Okay!" Leon exploded, hushing them both. "I'll give both of you a massage at the same time. I've got two hands last time I checked."

"I suppose that's alright," they both replied. They scooted their chairs closer to Leon, pushing their feet close to the edge of the coffee table.

Leon grabbed the bottle of massage oil from the table and coated his palms in the slippery substance. He leaned forward and dug into Vera's right foot with his right hand and Nalani's left foot with his left hand. He dug deep into their thick soles with a very firm grip. His fingers were wrapped over top and his thumb sunk into their flesh.

He concentrated a lot on the arch of their feet, circling and kneading their muscles with intense pressure. Nalani and Vera let out coos of relief and leaned farther back in their chairs. They loved it.

The charcoal-colored skin on the bottom of their feet was stretched taut and overworked. He noticed Nalani's paws seemed to be the tensest out of the three felines. She wasn't lying, so the massage was definitely something she needed. Leon pushed harder into her dark flesh, working it with slightly more force than Vera's foot.

He moved up from their arches and started working their toes, bending them and sometimes getting them to make a popping sound. He'd circle his fingers all around each toe and rubbed them thoroughly, spreading them apart and kneading the bottom of them with his thumb. He could even feel the muscles underneath the layers of flesh relax as the tension just seemed to disappear with the rhythm of his movements.

After a number of minutes and after getting lost in the sweet and savory mixture of the individual scents wafting from their worn-out feet, Leon moved on to their other feet. Both of them had their eyes closed. Leon took the opportunity to crawl down to the floor and inch is face closer to the bottoms of their feet.

He got close enough he could feel the heat from both of their feet. The felines' scents mixed together in an aroma Leon found sensually intoxication. Tightness grew in his pants. He was already getting hard from it, feeling his cock swell and press against the front of his pants.

In the moment, it embarrassed him, but it was concealed well enough. He didn't have to worry about them spotting the large bulge. Leon swallowed hard and continued.

"One by one, now," he offered. Massaging them both at the same time proved difficult. Leon was unable to put as much force behind his kneading as he would have like. And he was sure the girls would appreciate having him work the strong, tense muscles on the bottom of their feet much harder.

"Alright," Vera said. "I'll let you do Nalani first."

"Really?" said the lioness. "That's kind of--"

"Only because you've got to save the best for last," the pantheress winked, chuckling.

Nalani scowled for the moment but shrugged it off. It didn't matter much. As long as she got her foot massage.

Leon twisted on his rear to sit facing the lioness. He took the foot he'd been working on and pulled himself closer to it. Close enough he could lick it, but he refrained from doing so.

One of his hands rested on top of her golden, furry foot, and the other cupped her large heel. First, he massaged the very back of it with all of his fingers. They crawled up to her ankle and her rubbed there, stroking some of the muscle around the tendons.

Nalani purred as Leon bent her foot downward, stretching it, while his other hand slid up to her calf, kneading the big, powerful muscles. His hand came back down to meet with the other. Together, they pushed upward stretching her ankle and foot the other way. The lioness let out a soft moan.

"That feels wonderful," she said.

Leon looked up to find her melting back into the chair. Her relaxed slouching pushed her foot closer to his face. He caught a better whiff of her bitter and somewhat savory aroma, which reminded him of the way old pines would smell when they burned in a campfire. The enticing aroma made him lick his lips. Leon wanted a taste, but he resisted the temptation.

Instead, he kept her foot bent upwards as he worked the wide arch of her foot with both thumbs. They sunk deep into her flesh as he gripped hard around the top of her foot. He glimpsed Nalani grasp the arms of the chair. Her face was brimming with delight, and it made him grin as he continued the motions for her, forcing her to squeeze the arms tighter.

His thumbs made their way up to her toes. He let her foot relax in his grasp. Slowly, he took her big toe into the palm of his right hand. It was a large digit. Large enough to fill most of his hand. Leon squeezed around it, stretched it upward and downward, and kneaded the thick flesh of the bottom of it with his thumb, making her curl the toes on her other foot.

He moved down the liner of toes. A finger or two of his slipped in between each pair, rubbing the warmer and more tender flesh. The fur on top of her foot ticked his fingertips with each one as he rolled his finger back and forth, to and fro. Leon loved the feeling so much all of his fingers snuck in between her large toes, stretching all of them upwards, his fingers raking through her sand-colored fur.

Nalani purred once more as a few of her toes cracked. Her thigh muscles clenched as a bolt of pleasure shot up through her legs and to her loins. She never knew a foot massage could be so pleasurable, and Leon was only half done. It was no wonder her best friends had a foot fetish. She was starting to see the appeal of it.

Leon took what he learned from the lioness's first foot and applied it to her second. He did the things he saw her react the best to: massaging all the way up her ankle and to her calf, stretching her foot and ankle downward, stroking her wide and long arch with both thumbs, and massaging between her toes. It made her close her eyes and swoon.

Nalani melted even farther into the chair. Her foot slipped forward and planted right over Leon's face, with his nose stuck right between her toes. In that position, he got a much better smell of her meatier aroma, making him shudder, his cock swelling more in his tight pants.

The lion snapped backward, her warm foot disappearing from his face. "I... I'm sorry, Leon. I didn't mean to shove my foot in your face like that."

Leon gulped. He didn't look at her as he responded, but he was covering the tent being pitched in his pants. "It's alright. No harm done."

"My turn! My turn!" Vera exclaimed.

Before Leon knew it, the pantheress's foot was upon him. He turned to find it right in his face, so close in fact her toes curled over the crown of his head and pulled his nose right into the ball of her foot and his mouth into her arch. Vera chuckled, feeling his lips tease the thick but sensitive flesh just above her big heel.

"I'm_not_ sorry, Leon," she said. "I prefer to have my massages a bit more... intimate."

Leon's heart was up in his throat. He tried to swallow it back down, but the pantheress's fine, flowery scent sent him into more of a tizzy. It was tempting to hold back his tongue and taste every inch of her heel and arch, working his way up to those luscious and plump toes. He loved the way Serena's big toe had filled him up, so he wondered if Vera's would do the same.

He held back, though. He was reminded of everything he and Serena had talked about: how they were suppose to talk to Vera and Nalani at some point. It couldn't be him. Not now. He wanted Serena to be there with him when he revealed what was going on between him and their best friend. It wouldn't feel right unless they did it together.

Leon snuck his thumbs between his lip and her arch, pulling his face away from the bottom of her foot. He glimpsed Vera's teasing smirk. The pantheress loved to play, and Serena had mentioned Vera's foot fetish. No doubt, she was trying to suggest she get a little more than a massage, but that would have to wait.

"Well?" Vera said. "I'm waiting."

He started by placing his right hand on the top of her foot and the other on the bottom. He pushed his left hand backward to her heel and pulled his right hand toward him, bending her foot forward. The pantheress's heel was large enough to fill Leon's palm. Her thick skin scratched his. It was enough to send a few tingles down his arm.

Vera started letting out fairly audible moans the moment he began. Leon stroked the sides of her foot, where her foot met the thick, padded flesh on the bottom. He squeezed and rolled his fingers and thumbs. The motion pushed the meat and muscle of her foot in each direction, loosening and releasing the tension that had built up over her week at the base.

His right hand slid around to the bottom of her foot and he pushed it forward, making it stretch toward her leg. It stretched the muscles and tendons in her ankle, which he felt pulling between the fingers of his left hand. The pantheress purred. She closed her eyes, wanting to concentrate on the sensation more than anything else.

Leon did some of the same things he did with Nalani. He rubbed her calf, gripped her arch tight, stroking the muscles with his thumbs, and popped each of her toes. Vera bit her lip when he worked with her big toe. After looking up to see her reaction, Leon caught her grinding her hips against nothing but the sofa below her. It was clear she was turned on from his touch. The sound of her purring and moaning as well as the sight of her expression of arousal got him going, too. The erection in his pants was becoming painful.

It was a difficult temptation to resist. There was so much more he wanted to do with the pantheress's foot. His tongue begged to be released. It craved a taste of her succulent looking toes, wanting to inch toward it until the pantheress's flesh met with his eager taste bud. Leon wanted to have her coarse, black skin scratch and tickle is lips. His body convulsed with the desire, but he resisted the urges.

"You can have a taste if you want to, Leon," Vera stated. Her piercing, yellow eyes were upon him. "I won't stop you."

Leon's body had betrayed him. It revealed to the pantheress how much he wanted to sate the curiosity of discovering what her toe would feel and taste like in his mouth. He swallowed hard, feeling her eyes upon him yet.

Since it was an offer from the pantheress, he saw no harm in it. It was more of a request. Leon was simply appeasing her. There was no way she'd relate having a mere taste of her toe with him having a foot fetish, and he'd have the excuse of doing that which she asked of him.

He pulled her foot close, massaging her big toe with his thumb as he placed it on his lips. The rough skin on the bottom tickled him the moment it made contact. A delightful shiver trembled down his spine. His lips separated, stretching and sliding along her flesh until the flat of his tongue pressed against the bottom of her big toe, licking upward and getting the first taste of her.

Vera's flavor was bitter and sweet, a lot like the scent of her feet. The glands in his mouth went on overtime, salivating to the pleasurable taste. They wanted more. Leon gave it to his taste bud, sucking in more of the feline's big toe, running his tongue over every little bit of the bottom, collecting the mouth-watering essence of the pantheress.

His tongue wrapped around to the side of her big toe. From there he ran it along the edge to the other side. Vera's head bend backward, her mouth went agape, and she let out a loud cry of delight.

Nalani's eyes were upon them. She could believe what Vera was doing, considering the circumstances, but she was surprised to find Leon suckling the pantheress's big toe... and enjoying it.

Leon, too, let out his own cry of satisfaction, muffled by Vera's meaty toe. It slipped out from his mouth with a wet smack. He moved on to the next toe. The next one filled less of his mouth, but he was glad to have a fresh taste of her. Each new toe retained the strong delectability of the moment his tongue first made contact with the bottom of her foot.

The feeling intoxicated him like an addiction. The last toe left his mouth, leaving it wet with his spit. He lost control to his urges and planted the pantheress's foot on his face. The ball of her foot rested on his forehead, her toes curled atop his head, and his mouth sunk into her arch. The yielded flesh welcomed Leon, his nose and lip sinking an inch into the bottom of her foot.

He licked all over, running his tongue from her heel to her toes, tasting as much of her as possible in such a short time. Vera was squirming in the sofa. Her eyes were still closed, but she couldn't believe what she was feeling. It was hot enough for her to slip a hand down to her crotch and rub herself, unaware she was even doing that.

"Oh, Leon..." she mumbled with pleasure, "Y-you like it that much?"

Leon came to an immediate halt. Her voice made him aware of exactly what he did. He took a peek around her foot, and her eyes were still closed. He'd gone too far.

"Um... Do I like what?" he asked.

"You just licked all over my foot," Vera finally opened her eyes to look over him. "Do you the taste of it?"

"I... I was just doing what you requested, Vera..." Leon said. It was his attempt to backtrack and keep his secret safe. He started wishing Serena was there just to get it over with and tell them all about what's been going on.

"It was more than that!" argued Nalani. He forgot she'd been watching the whole time. "You were enjoying it, which I don't care about, but you should have been honest about it from the beginning, Leon."

"So our man's got a foot fetish!?" Vera beamed.

Leon tried to swallow his shame and guilt. "Look, I-"

"Don't worry, Leon. So do I!" cheered the pantheress. Her ears perked with a smile that stretched all the way across her smoky muzzle.

Leon already knew that. Serena had told him about Vera's foot fetish the first day. He kept quiet and returned his concentration to rubbing the pantheress's extremely thick heel.

"Well, that kind of explains a lot about why he and Serena connected right away. It's not my kind of thing, but I know how much you and Serena love having men worship your feet," Nalani figured. "What exactly have you two been doing while we're at work anyway?"

Leon stopped rubbing for a few seconds as he tried to come up with a quick answer. But the fact he was no longer rubbing Vera's feet was a patently obvious cue he was about to evade the question in some way.

"W-we, you know, um-"

Nalani leaned forward to examine his body language. "It's not a difficult question, Leon. What have you two been doing?"

"W-w-we..."

"We've been very intimate, Nalani," a familiar voice echoed from the doorway to the foyer. Serena was standing just inside the living room with a few paper grocery bags in her arms. No one had even heard her enter the house. "I'm sure you've suspected it ever since yesterday morning anyway."

"You what!?" Nalani and Vera both exclaimed, bolting up from their chairs and turning to face her.

"How could you do such a thing and not tell us about it?" scolded Nalani in her usually wizened yet smooth voice.

"I know it was selfish of me. I'm sorry."

"Damn right it was selfish!" Vera exclaimed and took a few steps closer to Serena. Out of the three of them, she had the most patent emotional expression. Every bit of her body expressed her upset and disappointment. "I've been telling you how much I've had the hots for Leon since the day he arrived, and now, not only do you neglect to tell us about his foot fetish, you've been having sex with him while we're at the base!"

Serena didn't respond but her eyes swept across the room to meet with Leon. A subtle smile was hidden somewhere along her beautiful, snowy muzzle. But Leon thought it must have been some kind of gleam in her bright, blue eyes. She already knew Leon fantasized about the other girls. Despite their previous conversation, a part of her wanted him all to herself, but somewhere in that loving stare of hers she knew Leon wanted to be theirs - all of them.

She cleared her throat and turned to face Vera and Nalani. "I think there were a few things I forgot to pick up at the store. Plus, I might as well go get the laundry done tonight," she turned back to Leon and winked. Something in that gesture was telling Leon, "Enjoy..."

Her body twisted back around and her fluffy tail swung around with it. She strolled over to the kitchen placing the groceries in the respective areas and returned to the doorway before she waved at all of them. "I'll see you in a few more hours. Don't have too much fun without me," she beamed, finding pleasure in the fact Leon was going to enjoy his night with Vera and Nalani. She winked once more at Leon before closing the door behind her.

"What was that all about?" Vera was clueless, scratching behind her ear.

Nalani shook her head and dug her face into her hand. "She's obviously making up for being selfish the past few days."

"Oh! That makes sense! Yay!" the pantheress nearly squealed with excitement as her voice went up a whole octave. "That sounds great to me!"

Leon was still on the floor. Serena told him they'd have to be told at some point. He didn't think it was going to happen the same day they discussed it. Although, he wondered why exactly it was considered selfish. Serena hadn't mentioned that.

He raised his hand as if he was in a classroom and feared the possibility of a tongue lashing from the teacher. "Why did you call her selfish?" he asked.

"It's considered very rude and against social decency for a woman to keep a man all to herself. I highly doubt that was Serena's plan, but she should have told us right away that'd you'd both been intimate." Nalani explained. Her face dug deep into the palm of her hand. She seemed to be trying to hide her jealousy and disappointment, but it wasn't working. "I need some time to calm down and think things over a little. I'll check in with you guys after I take a quick walk."

Nalani left the living room and headed outside to the beach. The sun was just disappearing over the horizon, casting an orange and amber glow across the water and sand. Leon felt a little guilty about the whole situation.

"Well," Vera grinned, clasping her hands together and rocking back on forth on her tippy toes. "Looks like I get you all to myself for now."

Leon passed her a smile. "I think you're right. What would you like to do?"

She bit her lip and strolled over to him, her hips and tail swinging to and fro. Her hand slipped around to his back as she pulled him close and whispered into his ear, "How about we go to my room?"

He couldn't help but feel a bit awkward after what had just happened, but he wasn't going to pass up the opportunity Serena was giving him. He even expected her to be disappointed if he didn't seize his chance to be intimate with her best friends. But polygamy or polyamory - or whatever you wished to call it - was still far from what he was used to. As much as he didn't want to believe it, he actually observed some degree of happiness in Serena's eyes when she offered him to Vera and Nalani.

Leon took Vera by the waist and looked up to her. "Let's do this!" he growled.

The pantheress's face lit up. She grabbed his hand and nearly dragged him up the stairs. Before opening her bedroom door with her long black tail, she turned and started to make out with Leon. He didn't resist. He pushed against her and their lips did an intimate dance as she pulled him into her room.

His eyes remained closed the whole time. He didn't even get a good look at what her room even looked like. The moment Vera felt her legs hit the side of her bed she spun him around and launched him off of the floor and onto the mess of blankets. Making the bed was something Vera saw as pointless. And along with the folds of sheets hanging chaotically over the edge of the bed, his feet still dangled off the side.

Vera positioned herself between Leon's legs and bent over with a seductive purring. She slipped her hands under his shirt and ran them up his belly and chest, bringing the clothing with them. Leon lifted his arms and allowed her to remove his shirt. She tossed it off to the side somewhere and gave his lips another hard kiss.

She scratched her claws down his chest with a gentleness that resembled the tickle of a downy feather, and with her mouth she kissed every inch from his neck to his bellybutton. After licking her lips, she snuck her fingers into his pants and undid them. And with a good tug the pants and underwear came off, falling down his legs to the floor where she kicked them all the way to the wall.

The air was warmer in Vera room, considering the windows weren't open this time. Or maybe it was because Leon was starting to feel more comfortable in the nude. He lied still on the bed as he watched the pantheress strip for him. Her hips swayed to the left and to the right as her tank top crept up her belly, revealing her smoky black fur inch by inch. She was a little skinnier than Serena and Nalani, but it accented her wide hips and bubbly butt.

Her shirt and brazier was tossed aside and next was her skimpy pair of shorts and panties. With a flick of the zipper she slithered out of the loose fabric, letting it drop to the ground with a soft thump. She had the perfect hourglass of a body. It was like a dark and sexy silhouette against the bright blue paint of her bedroom walls.

Vera took in an audible breath and toyed with her left breast. She passed Leon a playful smile. "Do you like what you see?" she asked, running her fingers up Leon's thigh from his knee to his crotch.

"Y-yes." Leon twitched after her hand reached his balls and gave them a tender squeeze.

"Good!"

Vera removed her hand from his crotch and lifted up her right foot, planting it right on Leon's belly. Her toes curled and it inched up his belly all the way to his chest. She leaned forward and pushed Leon deeper into the mattress. "Massage me and I'll massage you."

Leon started by scratching the fur atop her foot and digging his thumbs under the bottom of it. He started rubbing the best he could, but the more he worked her foot the more pressure she'd put on his chest. She kept him pinned firmly to the bed, rubbing her clit with her left hand and gripping his shaft with her right.

With a bit of effort, Leon hoisted her foot farther up his chest, just an inch from his chin. He lifted his head and moistened his lips with his tongue. Vera's eyes were closed when he opened his mouth and drew in her big toe, his wet lips consuming it like a snake would devour its prey. Her sweet, sweet taste intoxicated him the moment his tongue slid down the bottom of her toe, savoring every bit of it as she let out a delightful moan that made it taste even sweeter to Leon.

Her purrs kept growing louder as she continued to stroke her clit and Leon's hard shaft. But she came to an abrupt stop, pulling her big toe out of his mouth. She lifted Leon's legs and shoved him to the middle of the bed. And with a pounce, she landed right above him. Her arms and legs were at his sides.

"New position," she stated.

"Alright," Leon smiled. "What do you need me to do?"

"You just keep worshipping my feet and I'll control the rest of you, okay?"

"Okay," he agreed.

She let out a playful growl and turned Leon to his side before doing a one-eighty turn and plopping down next to him on her side. Leon couldn't help but think they were in the perfect position for some sixty-nine. But before he could get too caught up in his thoughts about what Vera was doing, the bottom of her foot descended upon his face and pushed him into the blankets. Her other foot slid in front of his mouth, and her big toe tickled the tip of his lips, waiting to be sucked again. All of this happened the same time he felt something warm and wet wrap around the head of his cock.

He succumbed to the unexpected pleasure and opened his mouth to let out a satisfying cry, but it was filled with her big toe before he could even make a sound, letting out only a very muffle grunt. It was all surprising, but it was a craving Vera seemed to know how to satisfy. Leon slid his hands down her soft leg and wrapped them both around the foot that was in his mouth. He went right to work on it, plowing his thumbs into the bottom of her foot, leaving trenches of deeply worked flesh.

But Vera continued to work his cock with her mouth and she was doing a hell of a job with it. So much so Leon was having trouble keeping up with her, trying to suck the pantheress's toe with the same balance of firmness and speed. But if she was to keep that up, he'd be climaxing much sooner than he'd like to.

He attempted to remove her toe from his mouth, but Vera put even more pressure on him from her other foot and wriggled her big toe on his tongue. She was making it even more difficult for him. And just like he thought, he could feel him building up a sprint that would go right over the cliff. He started to mumble to get her to slow down. She ignored him.

"Hey, you guys?" a voice echoed from beyond the bedroom door. Leon didn't even know Vera had closed it.

_Finally!_Leon thought after Vera rolled away from Leon to look at the door. She obviously knew how to pleasure him beyond measure, but he didn't want to orgasm that quickly.

The pantheress let out a sigh and rolled her eyes. "Yes?" she replied with a hint of bitterness.

"May I come in?" the voice asked. It was obviously Nalani back from her walk. Leon was taking the time to draw in deep breaths and calm the heat of sex that infected his entire body.

"Yes, you may," Vera answered, raising her voice. She was belly down and her head rested on her hands held up by her elbows. Her legs were bent at the knee and she was kicking them back and forth.

The doorknob turned and the lioness stepped into the room. Her nose immediately went to work, smelling the air of sex that was wafting from the bed. She didn't seem surprised at all and just said, "That quick, huh?"

"What can I say?" Vera chuckled. "It's been a while."

"Would it be okay if I joined both of you?"

Vera beamed and Leon was shocked by her immediate approval. Not even a hint of condemnation or envy or anything except eagerness was in the pantheress's expression. "Of course, Nalani! I'd love to have you join!" she exclaimed.

Nalani's brow lifted and her ears twisted forward as she shifted her gaze to Leon. "What about you, Leon? Are you okay with it?"

Leon looked at Nalani, then over to Vera and then back to Nalani again. Was this really happening? Was he about to have a threesome with two hot felines? He never would have imagined in a million years such a fantasy would be happening to him. Of course he was okay with it.

He swallowed whatever shame or guilt was left in him. "Absolutely," he replied. "I'd be lying to myself if I didn't admit this is a fantasy of mine. I think I'd be stupid to refuse that part of me. At least that's what you've all been teaching me."

"Good," the lioness smiled. Whatever shyness that had beset her before dissipated almost instantly. She nearly tore her shirt off and slipped out of her pants with a speed Leon had never before witnessed.

She crawled onto the bed and over the heavily aroused human, clutching his side and forcing him to his back. Her hands clutched his wrists and she pinned them down at his sides. Her golden eyes shifted between his and she went in for a kiss, working his lips the hardest out of all three of them. She backed away with the lightest caress of her fingers on his cheek.

She licked her lips and stared at his mouth. "Do you know how to please a woman, Leon?"

"How so?" he wondered.

"Let me put it this way," she went on and let out a low purr, her belly vibrating on his. "When's the last time you ate some pussy?"

"W-well, I can't re-"

She put a finger on his lips to shush him. "It doesn't matter," she said. "You'll learn fast enough."

There wasn't much preparing Leon could do. Nalani pulled her legs in front of her and slid her feet underneath his head. He could feel the back of his head sinking into the thick flesh of her arches, her heels holding up his neck. She leaned back and rested her arms at his side, holding his wrists firmly to the bed. He wasn't going anywhere, and right in front of him was the lioness's yearning womanhood.

"Once you get started, I'm sure Vera would be willing to give you a footjob," she offered.

"Absolutely," exclaimed the pantheress. "I'd love to."

Nalani's golden-furred legs were closer to his lips and that's where he started, kissing her inner thigh. She purred once more and Leon inched closer and closer to her crotch, making sure he let out audible and heavy breaths that would tickle her even more. She arched her back and pushed a little closer to him. Her outer labia were within reach. He brushed the soft fur and flesh with his nose and lips, building up her anticipation. She was growing wet with the way he worked the flesh around her pussy.

The lioness's feet bent upward behind his head and inched him even closer to her pussy, her pink lips and clit just waiting to be pleasured. Leon released his tongue actually eager to get a taste of her. Nalani pushed her hips forward and pressed her impatient vulva against him. Her flesh covered all of his tongue and Leon took the first lick. He tickled between her inner labia, running his hungry tongue along the rim. It almost tasted salty like the savory aroma of her feet. It was definitely something Leon could get used to.

Meanwhile, Leon felt something large press against his genitals and start stroking him. He knew it must have been Vera's foot starting his foot job. He still couldn't believe what was happening but it was awesome. The pantheress's toes curled around his shaft and drifted up and down with care. It wasn't enough to build up an orgasm but it sure as hell felt great.

But Leon's was lost deep between the lioness's legs. Nalani pushed forward even more, forcing Leon deeper between her lips to massage her insides harder with his tongue. He slid his tongue upward closer to her clit and she bellowed a roar of absolute euphoria. He kept his tongue just above her clit and made a series of random, small, and slow movements. She didn't stop her moaning for a single second. Leon was thrilled by how much she was enjoying it.

The alphabet - it was cliché but he knew from experience it worked well. After slowly working just above her clit for nearly a minute he slid back down to it, starting with one good, hard lick with the whole length of his tongue. She squeezed his wrists and roared. But then he started with the alphabet, licking each letter in a sensual caress along her clit - A, B, C, D, E...

"Oh!" Nalani groaned between her heavy panting. "Leon! I - I think I'm going to cum!"

He didn't stop - I, J, K, L.

Her legs clenched and her back arched even more.

M, N, and - with the soft, flat base of his tongue - O.

"Ah!" she screamed with one long cry of pure ecstasy, her body convulsing in a long rush of pleasure. Leon kept going at her, prolonging her orgasm as long as possible.

The whole experience was putting Leon close to the edge as he was now much more aware of what Vera was doing for him. Not only was the bottom of her foot stroking his cock but one of her hands was fondling his balls and ticking his taint. He would've been squirming to the satisfying stimulation if it hadn't been for Nalani holding him firmly in place.

The lioness released a very satisfied sigh and slid back from Leon's face.

"That was hot!" Vera exclaimed. She'd enjoyed the show. "Now it's our turn, Nalani. You get him to cum while I have him worship my feet some more."

"What about you Vera?" Leon asked. He wiped his lips after Nalani released his wrists.

She smiled and playfully stuck out her tongue, "Don't worry about me. I'm going get myself off while you suck on my toes."

Nalani repositioned herself back over Leon in the standard missionary position. She held Leon's cock in her hand and pressed it gently against her vaginal opening. Slowly, her warm wet lips slid down over his shaft until it was balls deep inside her. He felt the shock of warmth throughout each of his limbs.

Vera caressed her inner thigh and tickled around her vulva in order to build herself up. She lifted her foot up above Leon's head and allowed him to grab it. He pulled it down close to his face, close enough he could feel the heat radiating from the bottom of it.

Nalani started off slow, grinding up and down Leon's cock, all while Vera massaged her lips a bit before finally slipping her fingers inside, leaving her thumb out to stimulate her clit. She let Leon do as he pleased with her foot this time. He let it drop to his face and press against his forehead, nose, and lips. The feeling of the heat and pressure on him was just what he wanted.

He started by massaging around her toes with his thumbs and fingers and tickled her arch with his tongue. She started to purr and from the edge of his vision Leon could see her increase the pace of her fingers stroking her pussy. It was already getting wet.

After rubbing each toe individually, Leon moved her foot farther down his face until her toes were at the edge of his lips. This time he took in her little toe first. His lips wrapped around it without a problem and he worked all of it with his licker. She stopped purring and instead started letting out little sighs of pleasure with each little lick of his tongue.

His thumbs continued to knead her arch and heel as he moved to the next toe, each one filling up more of his greedy mouth. Every now and then he'd gently nibble her toe and she'd twitch with a grunt of delighted approval. She was fingering herself even faster.

He may have been concentrating on Vera and Vera's foot, but Nalani was going to town on his cock. Something was swelling somewhere deep within him. Her hot stimulating flesh was doing its job as it bounced up and down his shaft, working it like a wet piston.

With a hint of an orgasm building, Leon finally moved on to the pantheress's big toe, letting it fill every empty space of his mouth. He sucked - and licked - and rubbed - and massaged - and kneaded - and tickled. And it was doing wonders for Vera. As Leon went to town on her foot, he watched her stroke her clit faster and harder as she went even deeper into her vagina.

Leon's saliva filled whatever space remained around Vera's big toe and absorbed her essence - her flavor. And each time Leon swallowed some of it, he melted. It aroused him more and more until he was nearly on the verge of climaxing.

"Ah!" Vera finally cried out, thrusting her hips into the air, giving Leon a fair view of her pussy, ass, and tail. Her brow furrowed and she bit her lip as she continued stroking. Moan after moan her ass went higher into the air and her foot pressed a little harder into his face, her big toe pushing father along his tongue.

That, along with Nalani's tight pussy stroking his cock, sent him over the edge. With a big toe muffling every one of his sounds, his whole body tensed up and his cock swelled inside of the lioness. He suckled Vera's big toe hard and exploded, shooting his cum deep inside Nalani. Seeing Leon's orgasm and with his dick swelling inside of her, Nalani's muscles tightened and she came once more. All three of them cried out in deep satisfaction.

Vera pulled her foot away from Leon and dropped her hip back down to the bed, her fingers still rubbing her clit, prolonging the orgasm.

Nalani pulled away from Leon and collapsed on the other side of him, panting just like the other two.

After a silent, ten-second breather, the girls crawled close to Leon and draped their arms over his chest. They nuzzled their noses up against cheeks, their whiskers and fur tickling all over his body.

"Thank you, Leon," they both said.

A huge smile swept across Leon's face as he still tried to catch his breath. "And thank you," Leon sighed. "But I think it's Serena we should be thanking the most."

* *

"She'll be here soon," Serena stated, placing a hand on Leon's shoulder and staring into his eyes, trying to read his mind. "Do you have both of the papers?"

Leon waved the two documents in his hand. "Yep. I've got both of them."

"Good..." she paused and lowered her head. It'd been an eventful week.

He placed a few fingers on her chin and lifted her head back up to look at him. Those sky-blue eyes of hers still shimmered like the day he'd met her. "Thank you for everything you've done for me, Serena. This has been the best week of my life. I want you to know that."

"Leon..."

Knock, knock, knock- there it was. Leon's caseworker had arrived. Serena swallowed hard and opened the door, checking twice to make sure she'd had a pleasant smile on her face.

"Hello," Serena greeted the woman. The caseworker was a tall, lean fox who wore one of those old cat glasses and had a clipboard between her arm and the side of her dress coat. "Please come in."

"You must be Serena?" she assumed. Serena nodded and shook the fox's hand. "And you must be Leon?"

Leon grabbed her hand and gave it a good shake. "That's correct."

"My name is Yana and I'm your appointed case worker," she introduced herself but cleared her throat immediately afterward. "Well, I'd like to get straight to business. I've got five more stops tonight so I'm in a bit of a hurry."

"Absolutely," Leon replied and handed his papers to the woman.

The fox lowered her glasses down her muzzle a bit and glanced over the papers before looking back up to Leon. "These seem to be in order," she said and turned to Serena. "Is there somewhere where Leon and I may speak in private?"

Serena looked over to Leon and then back to the fox. "I suppose the office should work."

She escorted them through the living room where Nalani and Vera were seated on the couch, each reading a magazine. Nalani had some kind of scientific journal while Vera was skimming through pages of coupons. They both greeted the fox with a casual wave and made comments about how great Leon has been.

Leon was the first to step into the office and the fox followed close behind him. Before Serena closed the door, Leon caught a glimpse of a concerned smile. He didn't want to have to leave.

"So," Yana began. "How was your stay? Were you properly housed, fed, and all together taken care of appropriately?

Leon gave a quick chuckle before he said, "Definitely! They made sure I was welcome the very first day. I couldn't have asked for better hosts than these three wonderful women."

"I see," she replied and scratched a few marks onto the paper on her clipboard.

"What are you writing down?"

"Never mind that," she shrugged off his question. "Do you feel safe living here?"

Leon's brow furrowed. He was starting to be put off by her interrogation. "Of course I do."

She made a few more marks on the clipboard, and Leon noticed his hands were starting to clench into two tight fists.

"Just one more question," she said before looking back up to Leon in all seriousness. "There have been some openings in the new residential districts being set up for humans. We can offer you a spot there. Would you like to take that opportunity?"

His hands relaxed and he considered the offer carefully. He thought about the wonderful time he'd been having with Serena, Vera, and Nalani. It wasn't something he could just leave behind.

"I..." Leon started, "I'd actually like to continue to live here... permanently."

"Permanently?" Her voice was still dry and emotionless, but there was a tinge of surprise in her tone.

He nodded, "Yes."

The vixen scratched just one more mark onto the clipboard and turned to open the door. As she twisted the doorknob, she turned around and finally a grin curled at the corner of her lips. "Alright, Leon. It's a bit surprising to hear, but I don't see why we wouldn't allow it. As long as your hosts are okay with it. I will ask them now." Her smile stretched wider across her muzzle. "But I'm very glad to hear you like it here that much."

She stepped out into the living room and halted at the odd sight in front of her. Serena, Nalani, and Vera were all standing just a few feet from the office door with their backs straight and their lips curled inside their mouths as if they'd just done something they shouldn't have. Vera's tail was swaying back and forth anxiously and she was twiddling her thumbs.

"Leon has requested to live with you permanently," the fox announced. "Do you accept?"

"O-of course we do! We'd love to have him!" they all exclaimed.

"Then it's settled. Welcome to your new home, Leon," she finished and scratched the last mark on her clipboard. She marched toward the door before turning around for one last time. "For the next month I'll be back every week to check in, but you can consider this your new residence, Mr. Shepherd."

Leon was utterly beaming. "Thank you, ma'am!" he replied and waited for her to leave the house.

All three of the girls grabbed him the moment the fox was out the door. They all wrapped around him, giving him one big feline sandwich of a hug.

"Permanently?" Serena asked.

Leon shrugged, "Looks like it!"

"I can't believe it! This is awesome!" Nalani and Vera added.

Leon closed his eyes and let their warm embrace melt him. "Thank you Nalani. Thank you Vera. Thank you Serena. I couldn't have asked for anything better. I'm definitely looking forward to it."