Epilogue
Story by LiveIron on SoFurry
A few weeks later...
>"Talia, are you sure this is safe?"
>The soft classical music fills the air of the dorm room.
>You never used the speakers in your old one.
>"It'll be fine," the spectral she-wolf says.
>Rebecca still looks at you nervously from her chair.
>"You've never done this before," you say.
>"Yeah, well, I couldn't talk to anyone but you a few weeks ago," Talia sighs. "First time for everything."
>You think back to that day, when you reunited with Rebecca.
>The whole Op was a disaster, and Steele made sure you knew it.
>You'd left a trail of damage across three subsectors. Covering up why the mansion was cordoned off was easy, but dealing with the blown-up bridge and numerous abandoned cars along highway 187 was harder.
>The cornfield could be easily explained with a small wildfire -- but the disappearance of hundreds of anthros was much harder to explain.
>Even for F.E.R.A.L.
>Identifying the former thralls was a monumental task on its own. You'd helped when you were finished convincing Steele to induct Rebecca.
>The investigation was technically still ongoing, but all the immediate materials had been archived.
>There were some bodies that couldn't be accounted for, persons that didn't show up in any records despite being in sound condition.
>Fortunately for you, the white tigress was more concerned with that than your methods.
>...and she seemed relieved you'd found someone to work with.
>But you're not worried about that right now.
>You're afraid your spiritual partner might turn your physical one into a vegetable.
>"Look, I can do it with you, I'll be able to do it with her," Talia says.
>She settles into your arms and brings them up, making you mime a crude 'in-and-out' motion to Rebecca.
>"See?"
>"Yes, very impressive," you grunt, pulling your hands from her ethereal grasp. "But grabbing arms isn't the same as full-on possession."
>"It wouldn't be possession!" Talia scoffs. "Just... very powerful suggestion."
>"And if you suggest that she lets you just take over?"
>"That's not how it works, Anon."
>"How do you know?"
>"Because I sat in your head for the past four months, dumbass!"
>You groan and wipe your face.
>The three of you agreed to this days ago.
>You and Rebecca have rarely done more than cuddle. That's as far as the tigress' lust went, and even that still felt strange with Talia's lingering presence.
>Her insistence that things go further made you feel stranger still.
>"Rebecca," you sigh, turning to her, "what do you think?"
>"I... it's a little unnerving, but I'm willing to try," she says. "I read through the files about Talia's sort of situation. Total ego death doesn't seem like it's something she can do."
>She squeezes her thighs, bunching up the fabric of her compression shorts.
>"All the interviews and experiments suggest the body's mind can't ever be pushed out. Just put into a passenger seat."
>The tigress breathes out and forces herself to relax.
>"Which I trust Talia not to do."
>The spectral she-wolf hums with satisfaction.
>"See, Anon? You should be more trusting."
>You grunt. Rebecca takes a deep breath, closing her eyes.
>"Okay, Talia. Whenever you're --"
>The tigress shudders mid breath, her claws poking into her shorts.
>Her eyes have a slight golden hue when they next open.
>"Rebecca?" you ask, watching the tigress slowly raise her paws.
>"I'm here," she says, not looking up.
>"God damn these are big!" she says.
>She's the one to say it, but Talia's voice rings out simultaneously in your mind.
>Rebecca's certainly the one to gasp when she greedily cups her breasts.
>...This might get confusing.
>"Everything is big!" Talia says, bouncing the tigress' tightly-bound boobs. "All you'd have to do to get him to listen to you is sit on him, Rebecca!"
>"I -- I guess so," Rebecca says, turning to the side as Talia continues feeling her up.
>"Talia, could you just speak in our minds?" you ask.
>"Am I not?" she and the tigress ask, glancing up. "Hang on."
>She lets Rebecca's bust drop heavily, and appears to concentrate.
>"That better?" the she-wolf asks; the tigress' mouth doesn't move.
>"Yes," you and Rebecca say at the same time. She nods -- it makes you feel a little better.
>"Good, that'll make things --"
>The tigress lurches to her feet and immediately stumbles, off-balance.
>You're not sure if it's Rebecca or Talia that's waving their arms to try and regain control.
>But you know she's headed straight for you.
>"Wooaaah!" they both say as you're buried under a mountain of tiger.
>She lands a little harder than usual, but you're still alive.
>Probably because she's so soft.
>"Didn't think that bullshit about 'getting used to someone else’s body' was real," Talia muses.
>Rebecca pulls her chest off your head, pressing it down and getting more comfortable on the side of the bed.
>"You okay?" she asks.
>"Yeah," you say, smiling up at her. She smiles back.
>"Good," Talia says, bunching a huge tiger paw in your hair. "Cause I've been waiting a long time to do this."
>Rebecca is as surprised as you are with how forcefully she kisses you.
>She manages a quick gasping breath before it deepens, your chin almost slipping into her jaws.
>"Come on, Anon," Talia says in your mind. "Hold me back."
>You wrap your arms around her neck and lose yourself in the embrace, reveling in the warmth.
>The tigress' tongue swabs your mouth in a wolfish way.
>After only experiencing chaste, gentle kisses, it's almost overwhelming.
>You're both fighting for air by the end and break apart with a gasp.
>"Oooh, I can taste it!" Talia says huskily while you and Rebecca stare at each other.
>She hums and picks you up under the arms, tossing you further onto the bed.
>You disrobe while she climbs up onto the bed and does the same, sighing when her top comes off.
>"God, that feels good," Talia sighs in turn. Rebecca's paws once again go to her overflowing breasts.
>"Jesus!" she says, feeling them up again. "They got even bigger!"
>"The leisure uniforms are tight," the tigress says, a little embarrassed. "Anon, are you ready?"
>"Yeah," you say. "Get on whenev--"
>"Wait," Talia says; Rebecca freezes above you. "You're not just going straight to the end, are you?"
>The tigress looks down at you with flattened ears.
>"W-what do you mean?" you ask.
>"You've got to tease him first!" Talia says. "Get him nice and hard, you nice and wet!"
>You see Rebecca's eyes go wide before she drops down, and you're submerged beneath her bountiful boobies for a second time.
>"Hey!"
>You feel her growl all around you as she shifts on top of you, working with your struggles one second and against them the next.
>"I can't squish him like this," Rebecca says, trying to lift off you, "I'm too heavy!"
>"He'll be fine," Talia says. She chuckles when you begin to splutter. "He loves it!"
>"Talia!" the tigress says, struggling with her own arms. "Stop it! You're --!"
>It cuts off in a gasp when you finally get your hands in place and push up on her heavy chest.
>Your hands sink into the soft, furry flesh, but you make an airway.
>"If I'm gonna be in here, we're gonna do some foreplay," Talia says.
>The tigress' shoulders rock above you, and you're not entirely sure it's the she-wolf's doing.
>The two of you groan as her breasts massage your face, your hands kneading and shifting beneath them.
>"See why I did that?"
>"Shut up, Talia," you manage.
>Rebecca chuffs.
>You wheeze when she shifts, an enormous thigh pressing between your legs.
>Just one tiger-titty presses into your face when she lowers herself again -- but your whole head is still smothered.
>"Go on," Talia says; a paw holds the back of your head tight. "Suck."
>Rebecca groans again when her nipple finds your mouth, and you feel her claws in your hair.
>"Isn't that nice?" Talia asks.
>"Yeah," Rebecca sighs, squeezing your head tighter. Your hands drift to her breast on their own, massaging it.
>"How about you, Anon? You like it?"
>Your mouthful of tit muffles your "Fuck you."
>The two of them giggle huskily.
>"You should have him doing this all the time, Reb," Talia says. "Not even a few minutes in that top, and I felt sore."
>Rebecca hums in acknowledgment. She chuffs and presses harder against you when you squeeze.
>They both coo when you start to splutter and push up on her.
>Rebecca rubs your face in her tit before rolling to the side. She looks down at you with half-lidded eyes, her tail flicking above her mountainous curves.
>"I think this was a good idea," she says, her husky voice all her own.
>"I don't know..."
>She chuckles while Talia laughs.
>"Just for that, I think we gotta do a little more," the she-wolf says.
>You groan; Rebecca reaches for you again, eyes wide with curiosity.
>It's odd, having her be just as in the dark as you about her actions.
>But when your head slaps against a spread thigh, it all becomes pretty clear.
>"Aww, look at that," Talia says as you slip an arm beneath the tigress' thigh, "he already knows what to do."
>"Shut up, Ta--"
>The clamping of striped thighs silences the rest.
>"Let him breathe," Rebecca laughs, lifting just a little.
>Her whole body shudders when you inhale her warm, heavy scent.
>She shimmies her thighs eagerly, urging you closer to the source. Only when you bury your face in her folds does she drop the soft weight on you again.
>Talia moans as Rebecca chuffs.
>"Grab his ass, grab his ass," Talia says, somehow breathless. "Make sure he stays there!"
>You let out a muffled squeak when claws poke into your posterior. It just makes Rebecca's thighs cradle you tighter.
>The tigress continues to poke at your cheeks, and Talia chuckles at your soft sounds of sensitivity.
>The two of them pause when you nuzzle into her heat.
>"Fuck," the she-wolf sighs; Rebecca groans.
>You swear you hear something creak when you poke your tongue out into her folds.
>"Not so hard -- not so hard!" Rebecca pants. Drawing her thighs apart seems to be an effort.
>Whether it's pleasure, instinct, or Talia making it difficult, you're not sure.
>All you know is that she tastes divine.
>She trembles with every move of your tongue, every shift of your face.
>Squeezes of thighs and ass accompany every moan from both of them.
>You can barely breathe, her hot, heady scent all you can take in.
>You're reluctant to push at her huge thighs in an effort to escape.
>Her top leg raises with a gasp. Talia groans, and you pant against her now-damp fur.
>A huge paw cups the back of your head, keeping you beneath her soft, striped guillotine.
>"Oh -- kay," Rebecca breathes. "Think we're -- ready now --"
>The paw doesn't leave your head.
>"He could be harder than that."
>Rebecca moans as Talia shifts her weight, rolling the tigress on top of you. Your response is buried beneath her hefty hips.
>Her folds slip over your face, and she shudders as your stubble tickles her depths.
>She chuffs and grunts, hips twitching as you try to push her body off.
>"Taliaaa," the tigress groans, dragging your nose through her heat, "he needs to breathe..."
>"I'm not the one -- grinding on his face," the she-wolf replies.
>You both freeze.
>And then she bounces her hips heavily.
>"Just -- a little more --" Rebecca whines, shifting incessantly on your face.
>Her thrusts grow deeper, longer, heavier.
>You're lightheaded when she gets up on her knees.
>Rebecca lets out a rumble of pleasure and frustration; her lumbering movements make it clear she's not in control.
>But the excitement dripping onto your chest doesn't lie.
>"Talia," she pants, "what are you doing?"
>"We have to tease him a little more --"
>The tigress' thighs squeeze your torso when she comes to a stop; her cream-colored, stripy moon looms above you, blotting out the ceiling.
>"--And I know exactly how."
>Your hands do nothing to stop her descent.
>They just sink into her thick derriere half a second before the rest of your head and torso.
>Rebecca squeaks as you're plastered beneath her.
>"Talia!" she says, suddenly full of energy, "Why thi--"
>The rest is cut off in a soft sound when you begin to squirm and grope.
>All it accomplishes is slipping your head further between her cheeks.
>Further into her scent.
>Her warmth.
>The tigress makes a strained noise above you.
>Your whole world rocks beneath her thighs, shifts beneath her butt.
>Waves of pleasure ebb and flow with the movement of her weight.
>"T-Talia!" Rebecca says again. "Let me go! He's going to -- Ahh!"
>The jump is all her own. You even manage to get a quick breath of air.
>You squeeze her cheeks when she sinks back down, trying to keep her still.
>But she still jolts when you go back to kissing her butt.
>Talia chuckles.
>"Didn't even need to tell him what to do..."
>"W-what do you -- mean?" Rebecca asks, shifting against your hands.
>"He's obsessed with your ass, Reb."
>You nuzzle in deeper, squirming and groaning beneath it.
>"This is what he thinks of all the time."
>She's so warm, so soft. You can taste her musk with every kiss.
>"You. On his face. Bouncing and grinding while he goes to town."
>You pant in ecstasy as the bouncing begins, taking little breaths through her fur where you can.
>Rebecca lets out a soft, hesitant sound.
>After a moment, she lifts up.
>"I-Is that true, Anon?"
>"Look at his cock," Talia laughs, "of course it's --"
>Both of them yelp when you drive your tongue up between the tigress' cheeks, burying it deep within.
>Rebecca lets out a slew of soft, tentative sounds. Talia chuckles as she shifts gingerly above you.
>"What's the matter, Rebecca? Sensitive?"
>She growls, then chirps when you squeeze at her striped rear.
>"Let me help you relax," Talia purrs.
>Rebecca's weight sinks back down on you in full, pinning your grasping hands to the bed and your eager lips to her behind.
>Her moans and shudders are restrained as you continue to taste her.
>But slowly, she relaxes, and lets out a deep purr.
>She grinds in time with your strokes, shifting her weight to let you go deeper and deeper.
>You lose yourself beneath her ass, surrounded by her warmth, her weight, her scent.
>Her bassy rumbling fills your chest, and Talia's chuckling hum fills your ears.
>The she-wolf lifts the tigress whenever your air gets low, offering you a breath of musk before dropping her huge butt back down.
>You only feel the wet patch on your torso when Rebecca gets off you with a needy chuff.
>She trembles as she crawls around your legs; you catch your breath and let the bed rock beneath you.
>"Alright," she pants, "we're both -- ready."
>You look up as huge paws squeeze your hips.
>"Let's -- do it," the tigress says, looking at you with wide, green eyes.
>But a twinge runs through her when she moves to mount you.
>"Ah-ah-ah," Talia says, her voice more composed than either of yours.
>Rebecca growls as she lowers back down, the bed shaking from her efforts to fight the phantom she-wolf.
>"Talia," you groan, "sto--"
>A full-body shudder stops you as Rebecca's breath hits your dick.
>"You've got to lube him up," the she-wolf says, lowering the tigress' snarling maw.
>Her curled lips reveal glinting fangs.
>Even through your haze of pleasure, you know you don't want a blowjob right now.
>"Talia, don't!"
>The she-wolf chuckles. Rebecca's lips draw closed and her mane trembles as she draws closer.
>Her paws are locked around your waist. You can't move.
>You grip the sheets and meet her flickering green eyes.
>As she opens her mouth and her growl deepens in pitch, they turn to red.
>A bright flash of red blinds you for a second. The next, you feel weightless.
>Then your back sinks into the mattress and your legs fly over your head. Rebecca crouches over you in her transformed state, eyes and stripes burning bright.
>Rebecca roars and presses down on you amazon-style, her curves making it hard to see her face.
>The flames of her form flicker around you, but they don't hurt; her blazing orange fur is like heated silk.
>The walls gripping your length are the same.
>She huffs with every thrust, her hands wrapped around your ankles.
>You pray it's the bed creaking and not your back.
>You hardly care when the sensations take over.
>Her weight baring down, her heat engulfing you. The way you moan in time with her.
>She stares down at you throughout with a hungry, snarling visage. Her barbed tail flicks behind her.
>It scares you.
>Even if you know it's from love.
>Your toes curl when it all becomes too much. You let loose with a cry, draining yourself into her.
>Rebecca rumbles in response, gripping you tighter.
>She slows her bouncing, teasing out your last drops with precise, heavy thrusts.
>Each one brings another reverberating chuff.
>The blood rushes to your head when the tigress lowers your legs, pushing them back between hers.
>Then your life flashes before your eyes when she flops down on top of you, cock still inside her.
>Rebecca's altered form makes her full-body purr sound more like a growl.
>You moan into her breasts as a response.
>You can tell when she transforms back as the burning light gives way to darkness.
>Soft, warm, comforting darkness.
>"...I did that on purpose, you know," Talia says, breathless.
>Rebecca growls half-heartedly; you groan.
>"Are you gonna tell me that wasn't amazing?"
>"Shut... up..."
>Talia chuckles. You moan as the tigress rolls to the side, keeping you locked in her embrace.
>Her purring lightens in tenor as exhaustion hits you both.
>It hitches when you squeeze her sides.
>"Do you mind if I stay in here for a while?" Talia asks. Rebecca only grunts in response.
>The she-wolf sighs.
>The three of you relax. You let the warmth overtake you, the tigress' thighs gently squeezing your hips.
>You've got a mission tomorrow. You don't know what the day will bring.
>But for the first time in a while, you're looking forward to it.