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The grey walls of the room felt more like a cell than home as the large black anthro panther stretched his arms above his head. He turned and looked at the cryogenic tube standing beside the small cot. Inside a full grown albino panther stood its eyes closed looking very peaceful. "All these years in the military and I still had to resort to making my own friend," He absent mindedly touched his side and lifted his shirt to look. A large chunk of flesh and fur seemed to have been burned off. Pulling his shirt back as he smiled to himself. He would have someone equally as smart to talk to soon enough. He stood up and stretched again looking down at his watch he sighed heavily. "Too bad you wouldn't be ready tonight," He said to the man in the tube as he put a paw on it. His paw left a mark of heat as he pulled it away. "I really don't want to go to this alone."

He walked to the door, giving one last look to the man in the tube before turning off the lights and leaving the room pulling the door shut behind him. The panther in the tube opened his eyes for a moment, glanced around before he closed his eyes once again.

The black panther put on a smile as he walked through the double doors of a huge marble building. "And here he is now," A highly decorated older man in a white suit with military metals on it shouted towards the panther. He was a very old looking anthro dog with clipped ears that sat high on his head and at first gave him the appearance of a feline. What must have been black and tan markings had aged over the years and white and grey mottled his fur in various places. "Menatombo! Get over here! I've got some people who want to meet you." The black panther, Menatombo, sighed as he walked over. He wore his own dark blue uniform suit, complete with a tie, and boots so shiny you could see yourself in them and they clacked loudly with each step he took. "General," Menatombo bowed slightly at the old dog. Menatombo towered above him by at least a foot. He always hated how tall he was. It wasn't an advantage in a city of people who were mostly four and five feet tall at the most. His lanky six foot frame was stared at wherever he went. He hated the fact that he couldn't blend in with crowds as seamlessly as others could. He smiled as genuinely as he could at the General.

"Such a gentleman, this one," The General said to the group he was with. "But this party is in his honor." "Cheers," The group of various anthro dogs said as they raised their glasses. The General reached out and snaked a drink from a passing heavy set feline waitress simultaneously as he also smacked her on her ample buttocks. She giggled and wandered off through the crowd carrying her payload of drinks. Menatombo watched her for a moment before turning his attention back to the General who was already talking once again. "He pulled out half his platoon while we were pinned down by those damn savages. Those Montalibars are getting more and more brazen everyday!" The General turned to Menatombo as he took a heavy swig off his drink his mustache getting wet in the process. "At least we have this one on our side," One of the dogs in the group chimed in. "Damn right," The General added. "A damn fine addition to our platoon. Once we find that damnable dragon we won't have to deal with this Montalibar menace any longer."

"We did invade their home," A woman said as she breezed in next to the General. Menatombo's jaw dropped open and he quickly snapped it shut. The woman was the first other panther he had seen. He smiled politely and the General nodded. "Meet my date for tonight," The General smiled at the woman. "He's paying for it," the woman said with a smile and the dogs gathered around laughed nervously. Menatombo just stared for a moment. "Well, this is the man of the hour," The General told her. "So, maybe you should be his date for the night." "As long as you're paying for it," She giggled. The General smiled and nodded. "My wife wouldn't want to find pictures in this paper of myself and a 'date'," He told her with a wink. "So, you two have a good night, and it's all on me, my boy."

Menatombo laughed and thought it was another of his senile jokes. The General began to walk away towards another group of older men in suits and the woman grabbed Menatombo's arm. "Looks like I'm all yours," She told him. "I only came here for appearances," Menatombo told her. "I was just going to be here for a few minutes, say hello, and leave." "Well, we can do that," She told him and smiled up at him again. He noticed faint stripes in her fur, and wondered if it was a dye job. Shaking his head, he started making his way around the room. He stopped at various groups, was praised, made small talk, and moved on. All the while the woman never let go of his arm, laughed at his jokes, and smiled the entire time.

Menatombo made his way to the door and the woman was still attached to him. He looked around cautiously as he slipped out of the building with her. "Was that really so bad?" She asked him as they walked down the street. Menatombo loosened his tie and continued walking. "It wasn't, but I don't like these parties," he told her. "They only have them so that old war dogs like the General can recant their glory days and live through other people." "Other people like you," She said. Menatombo nodded. "You can go back, or whatever you like," He told her. "You don't have to stay with me." "Well, the General said I was yours for the night," She smiled up at him as she snaked her paw behind his head. "You have me for the whole night."

Menatombo let her pull his head down as her tongue licked his lips and muzzle. He sighed and kissed her. She pressed her body against his and kissed him harder, her tongue diving in to his muzzle and wrestling with his own tongue. She began to rub at his crotch through his pants, her paw trying to dive down his pants past his tucked in shirt. "What..." Menatombo broke off the kiss breathlessly. "What are you doing?" "Don't you want me too?" She asked him as she pulled his head again attempting to get him to kiss her again. "Not here!" He hissed as a few military men walked by. They saluted Menatombo with their paws over their hearts, the palm turned down, and the thumb tucked in hard under the forefinger. He saluted back and smiled at them, but as soon as they passed he grabbed the woman by the paw and ran towards a building.

He fumbled with the key pad as he punched in his access code as the woman continued to paw at his crotch. The door finally beeped and he heard the tumbler unlatch. 'Welcome home, Menatombo,' A computerized voice greeted him as he stepped in. "This is your house?" The woman asked as she took off her coat and handed it to him. "Yes," He smiled. "You live here alone?" She asked him. "The military provided it to me so that I could do my research in peace," He told her as he draped her coat over the edge of an arm chair next to the door. "Are you a scientist?" She asked him. "Of sorts," Menatombo answered as he pulled off his suit coat and tie putting them on the chair. "Would you like a tour?" "Yes," She said in awe looking around at the chandeliers hanging from the tall ceiling. She spied the dining room with a long polished table, many chairs, and another crystal chandelier hanging above it.

Menatombo caught her paw and guided her in to the dining room. "I don't usually have people over," He smiled. "My work keeps me very busy." The woman nodded. "But they spared no expense," He smiled again. "I was told this house used to belong to a retired war hero. He had very expensive tastes. I don't usually come in here." "It's beautiful," She said as she followed Menatombo in to a huge kitchen.

"A cook comes in the morning and makes my meals. I usually just heat them up and eat while I'm working," He told her. "Maybe I'll actually have an order for him tomorrow morning." Winking down at her she blushed and looked away. Menatombo smiled as he thought how cute an innocent she looked.

Turning out of the kitchen he walked back through the dining room towards a spiral staircase. "The bedrooms are upstairs, and my work room is there and also the entire basement." "Basement?" She smiled. "Underground, under the house," He said. "I know what it is, but what's down there?" She smiled again. "Just storage and a lot of my work and papers," He said. "Nothing interesting, really."

Down in the basement the white panther in the tube stirred again and opened its eyes. Grinning as bubbles escaped from the smiling jaws. 'Nothing interesting?' It thought to itself. 'Is that a fact?' It turned and looked around the room again and laughed a bubbly laugh. 'It is very dank and dark here,' it thought to itself before closing its eyes once more. 'Maybe soon.'

"And this is my bedroom," Menatombo said as he turned on a light. The woman gasped at the huge room with a massive bed in the center of it. "It's so much bigger than the other rooms," She exclaimed. "Well, I do like sleeping," He told her. "Although, I'm usually up... all night." "Would you like to?" She gestured and smiled as she began to remove her clothing. Menatombo was speechless for a moment as he watched her get completely naked. "Would you like me to help you?"

She walked to him and began helping him undress. She pulled down his slacks and underwear at the same time. Menatombo looked up in embarrassment at his own hard on before feeling her paw on it. He moaned as he felt her muzzle close over it embracing his member in the velvety softness of her mouth. She slurped and sucked on it as she worked her paw along his shaft. Smiling up at him, but he had his head up and eyes closed as she sucked and licked at his cock. Standing up slowly she pushed him backward on to the bed. Menatombo could have been pushed over with a feather. He fell back on to his bed as she crawled atop him. Moving her pussy over his cock she leaned forward and kissed him again as she plunged her pussy down on to his cock. He moaned loudly causing the panther in the basement to open his eyes again and look up towards the ceiling. 'Well, that's different,' He thought to himself as he closed his eyes again. Menatombo was growling up at the woman with his eyes closed, teeth gritted, and thrusting upwards in to her.

And then he took over rolling her over on to her back still inside her. Slowly, at first he stroked his cock into her trying to find his rhythm before all hell broke loose as he started to thrust more quickly. He was out of control as he pounded in and out of her faster and faster harder and harder deeper and deeper. With no thought to her feelings he pile drove into her over and over again. With only one thought in mind was his release. She drew his head to her lips searching for his as she wrapped her legs around him holding him as tightly against her as she could. With a huge lunge he buried himself completely inside her taking her over the edge as his cock jumped repeatedly inside her emptying in to her. Over and over again he came drenching her pussy with his cum. He was still hard and quivering inside her as he collapsed on top of her kissing her face, neck, and mouth. He growled low as he rolled off and fell asleep. Confused whether or not he loved this woman and his tail twitched happily as she ran her fingers over his dreadlocks.