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Mahiri stepped out fresh from the shower, water running down over his thickened, plump form. His usual girly curves were all in place, but the spotty cat was carrying a considerable extra amount of weight on his frame thanks to the steady attention and free food provided by a few friends who seemed to particularly like him in that shape.

It was a little harder to move, being not nearly as nimble as usual, carrying around the rounded, soft gut he was sporting, along with his thicker and juicier thighs and butt. And it was a little embarrassing, not fitting into any of his old clothes and having to borrow some. But when he saw how much others enjoyed playing with and rubbing on his plumped up form, he was pretty happy with things.

So out he wobbled from the bathroom, smelling wonderful, and shuffled into the living room in his towel. None of his roommates were home this evening, so he didn't even bother to get dressed yet. A good warm shower always left him feeling wonderfully refreshed, and he just had to flop into his favourite chair for a bit.

Which it seemed someone else was expecting. Just as soon as he pressed his thick backside into the cushion, he heard a little 'eep!' and, felt something pressed under one of those generous spotted cheeks of his, smished between chair and rump firmly, sinking into the pudge there. A moment later, Mahiri felt squirming too. His eyes went wide and he rose sharply, looking down into the indented seat where he'd just come down.

There was no one there, for a moment at least. Another moment, and a small arctic fox no higher than six or even inches tall came peeling off of his right rumpcheek, pressed so tightly there that gravity took time to pull him off. That left the cat gazing at the tiny fellow with a surprised expression, receiving only a mischievous smirk in return.

"Uh, hi there! Are you okay?"

"Yep!" the small male answered. "Sorry, we haven't met, but I kinda really wanted to come see you while you're like this, and I'm... like this! I'm not always this small."

Mahiri took a moment, but eventually he just broke into a grin and chuckled. "Well, that's flattering! It was pretty dangerous just sneaking in here like that, but I'm glad you're okay."

Reaching down, he very carefully cradled the vulpine in both hands, and took a seat again, placing the micro in his lap.

"So you don't mind?" the fox asked. "They told me you'd probably be okay with it and I just went right ahead and came in."

"Not at all! What can I help you with? And what's your name anyway?"

"Jasp," came the answer, and then another in the form of him moving along the cat's thigh to press up against his belly, snuggling into it. "Just want you to... use me really. And let me worship all that lovely cat pudge."

Now the leopard was purring, starting up automatically into a resonating rumble that passed from his chest all the way down into that rounded gut the fox was pressed up against. "Use you? That sounds... very enjoyable. You might have to give me a little guidance along the way, but I think this will be fun."

He was careful, always assuming micros were so much more delicate than they actually were, and laid his palm against Jasp's back, pressing. Just softly for now, but already a surge of dominant urge was flowing through him. He smushed the fox into his gut, letting him wiggle into a nice indent in the cushy fat there, grinding him against it just a little. Firmer by the second.

Which could also be said about the both of them, the mutual attention getting the cat slowly harder, filling out a twitching sheath little by little. And the fox too was soon enough grinding his teeny cock into the leopard's soft fur, grinding bodily into that gut as it rumbled with feline delight against him.

It felt good to be admired like that. Mahiri was growing harder still, until his kitty cock was pressing up to the underside of his belly, pulsing a little. Jasp squirmed upwards, trying to climb the relaxed feline, and the leopard took the hint, helping him along with a cupped palm beneath his paws, like an elevator.

Eventually he felt the micro going for a nipple, toying with the soft mound of flesh on his chest. In putting on that weight, much of it had gone to Mahiri's natural curves, but it had also somewhat embarrassingly gone to his chest, giving him a good amount of squishy moob to toy with. Which was precisely what Jasp did, rubbing against those mounds, and even crawling right on top of them, rubbing and massaging. That was where the cat's purrs were the strongest, and he vibrated so much it was difficult to even hold onto him.

Jasp needed a better grip, and so he latched on. Not with his hands, but with his lips, wrapping them around a soon-perked leopard nipple. That made the cat giggle at first, the sensation of soft lips and eager tongue working on his chest like that ticklish at first, but pleasant with time. The fox suckled and worked almost as if in a trance, kneading that perked nip between his lips, licking at it, even nibbling a little.

When Jasp pulled back with a tiny wet pop, licking his chops, he left the cat sunk into his chair, relaxed and feeling good to be admired in all his heftiness. And horny. Throbbing, by now, but he wasn't playing with himself yet. Just letting himself pulse and pour pre down his stiff pink shaft.

Reaching upwards, the fox tried to climb up on his own, eventually getting a boost as the leopard eased him even higher.

"What now, foxy?"

Jasp smiled to him, looking the leopard straight in the face. Those soft feline features dwarfed him easily, and the cat's breath was hot and sweet wafting over his bare fur and exposed cock.

"Will you... taste me? As if you were going to eat me. But not really."

The cat's grin was, for a moment, intimidating as those pearly fangs spread out right in front of Jasp.

"Oh, I can do that."

The leopard was tingling, loving the eagerness in the fox's motions, and in his words. It made him feel like a total god, perfectly fat and juicy to be worshiped. He parted his lips, letting Jasp peer into his maw, but he hesitated just a little.

"... make sure to tell me if anything freaks you out, okay?"

Jasp just nodded quickly. He clearly wasn't worried. So Mahiri opened up, and slowly lowered the fox's lower half onto his tongue, pressing the rough-textured slurper up between his thighs, taking a lewd, generous lick of the vulpine's delicate flavour. Up along the inside of his thighs, and then he cupped those tiny balls on the very tip of his tongue, softly rubbing them. Even being gentle like that, the texture of his tongue tingled like crazy on exposed fur and skin.

He soon had a moaning, rocking fox between his lips. Mahiri drew a little more inside, pulling Jasp's legs right into his mouth and resting them on his outstretched tongue. Then he closed his mouth, sealing his lips right around the fox's waist, and gave his whole lower half a suckle, sliding him back and forth to let him grind and hump inside the wet muzzle all around him as heated breath and thick drool flowed over him.

A toss of his tongue, and he had the fox on his belly, nimbly manipulating his increasingly saliva-soaked body to get him in the perfect position to rub his cock all over that tongue while he got sucked on. The leopard held onto him tight, even teasing him with the slightest nibble of teeth pressing into his back. Just enough to crease the skin without piercing in the slightest. And to send a shudder right down Jasp's spine to the very base of his tail.

But it was just a tease, and Mahiri slowly pulled him back out until he just had the wet fox in the palm of his hand again. No more asking for guidance, he was in the zone now. Flopping his tongue out, he dragged it from Jasp's toes all the way up to his face, leaving him thoroughly glazed and tasting him deeply. He was getting the cat's saliva flowing steadily, smearing all over his fur, flattening his hair. It left his fluffy pelt sodden and heavy, dripping into the cat's palm.

The loose grip Mahiri had on the fox tightened some, as he wrapped his fingers around those little legs, holding them together. Grasping almost possessively, he held on tight, and turned Jasp around once more. It wasn't easy to be precise on such a small target, but the cat knew what he wanted. A long, firm lick came up between Jasp's thighs, spreading them apart. He tickled at the fox's balls, toying with them as best he could, giving them a jiggle to keep that fox cock throbbing. And then under his tail he went, giving the shrunken male a deep, hard rimming, grinding the sandpapery texture of his tongue against fur and bare skin.

Jasp cried out, his tongue flopping over his lower lip, moaning as his tail raised high. His body rolled back and forth with the pressure of the cat's tongue working him over. Pre beaded at the tip of his shaft, becoming a trickle before long. The pleasure made his toes curl, his tail twitch, his ears flatten. He felt a peak making his balls tight, felt himself lost in the tingling pleasure of rough cat tongue licking him under the tail until his whole rump was almost numb.

But he held onto his pleasure, keeping himself from being pushed over the edge by those drooly attentions. Instead, he was just left a panting mess, all covered in his own pre and saliva. He raised a hand, as if asking to speak. The cat paused.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked.

"I want... to return the favour..." he huffed through broken breath.

Not quite hearing, Mahiri brought Jasp closer, letting him nearly whisper right into one of those perked, pointed ears. Jasp spoke softly, but confidently.

"I want you to sit on me... I can handle it."

The lewd smirk that spread across the leopard's muzzle made it clear what he thought of that. Poor shrunken fox would disappear right up that rump if he wasn't careful, but he had asked for it. Clearly that there really was no doubt what Mahiri should do.

A little less cautious and overly gentle now, he dropped the fox a few inches back onto the couch after getting up, letting the micro settle right into the big butt-print. Looming above, Mahiri slowly lowered his great big ass onto the waiting fox, squishing him right up between those two jiggling cheeks, gently smothering Jasp against that thick, dark rim as it overtook him from ears to thighs.

He left it at that, for now. Not quite sitting right down on him, keeping a little weight on his palms as he planted them on the arms of the chair. Slowly rocking back and forth, he rubbed on the eager fox, feeling tongue and paws in return as the micro started playing with his ass. That brought a pleasured moan from the leopard's lips, as he tossed his head, and sank just a little lower

Now he was smothering on him, not enough to be uncomfortable, but putting more of his hefty weight down to pin Jasp between those cheeks while he rimmed the much bigger male. From that angle, the cat's rim threatened to totally overwhelm him, pressing all around his face even as he tried to lick at it on the outside. One wrong move and he might very well be crushed under the doughy backside the cat had shoved over him, but he wasn't worried. Not when he had such a huge, fat ass to lick and eat out a little more with each slurp, gradually making his way inside until his muzzle was gently trapped in the lightly contracting innards of the rumbling, pleasured feline.

That felt good. The tiny amount of fox now squirming and licking him on the inside instead of just working down the thick flesh of the outside really had the cat purring, pressing a long fang into his lower lip as he breathed hotly and faster in rising pleasure. Having such an eager shrunken worshiper was driving him wild, harder and harder, past what he even thought was full. A distinct sense of mischief was taking over him, making him break into a grin as he thought about just what he could do with the little fox. Mischief, and sheer dominance. Jasp was all his, he realized.

So he rose a little, reaching back to wrap his fingers around the fox's lower half, keeping him in place under that raised cat tail, keeping his face right between those huge cheeks. Adjusting his grip, he planted his thumb on Jasp's lower back, and began to push him forward. The fox was just the right size to fit inside the leopard's ass, and Mahiri fully intended to stuff him right inside, pushing him inch by inch, sinking him into those hot, contracting insides, massaging around him with clenches of pure, forbidden pleasure. He kept shoving the fox up his rump until it sealed around his waist, catching at the tip of the vulpine's throbbing shaft.

That was where he stopped, just holding him there for a time, waiting to see how the fox would react. Jasp still wasn't complaining, and though it was barely noticeable to the leopard, sent his compliments in the form of shooting pre over that asshole he was trapped inside. His little squirms, his heaving chest, his soft, fluffy fur rubbing all around inside had the leopard rowling his delight, showing his teeth as his lips drew back in a near-snarl of pure pleasure.

But that was just a start. There was so much more Mahiri could do with his bushy-tailed little fox toy. Keeping that grip firm, he started to tug Jasp back, taking it slow. The fox stuck his elbows out, pushing them against the warm walls around him, letting them drag along on the way out to stimulate the cat all the more. He already knew what Mahiri was planning before he even got started. And he was going to be the best toy he could be.

Back, and then forward. Mahiri pulled Jasp almost completely out, and then shoved him back in, much more quickly than before. The fox's muzzled rushed into the dark, humid depths only to be yanked back out. It was hard to really tell what was happening, from his perspective. Just heat and stimulation and the sounds of horny cat thundering all around. A firmer push and he could rub his shaft on the cat's rim while it slid back and forth, in and out of him while he was used as the cat's personal toy.

Fucking himself with a toy was one thing. Pumping his ass with a living, squirming, licking, humping micro was so much better. He got going faster, harder. Jamming the fox up his ass almost completely, but keeping a tight grip on his ankles to avoid losing him. He had to brace himself with his free hand against the chair, wobbling back and forth as he pleasured himself, making his extra padding jiggle back and forth, belly rocking, ass shaking.

He felt his knees buckling, and slowly lowered himself back down to the chair. Making sure Jasp was lined up safely, he sat right back down, jamming the fox almost entirely inside of him, and keeping him there, pinned between cushion and inner cat. Sitting atop his toy, he started riding him, rocking his hips back and forth, thrusting, grinding, letting the fox's muzzle poke right against his prostate. The weight on Jasp was tremendous, but he was right at home squished in there, wrapped up and cushioned between the leopard's cheeks.

As the cat's fat balls tightened, he began to bounce on his wriggling toy, making the chair creak with all the weight coming up and down. Still the fox was fine. With his muzzle rubbing against a spot that seemed to make the kitty contract extra hard, he got the idea to start licking there too. It was hard to be accurate when the cat was riding him so intensely, but even stuffed up his ass he could feel the leopard going over the edge. All those telltale contractions that, for a moment, felt like they were going to crush him. But no harm done, just an extra-tight passage to grind his cock against while he made the leopard cum with his little tongue.

Mahiri, bouncing and jiggling, sending ripples through his padded curves, finally just snarled. It was such a unique, naughty pleasure. And his cock pulsed hard, giving a rigid throb, his barbs bulging out, before he finally just let loose. Sealing up tight all around the fox, he rode out a gushing, splattering climax as he made an utter mess of his freshly-showered self. From gut to flabby chest, even hitting himself in the face, he came totally hands-free, spraying himself down in a thick shower of hot, creamy leopard cum. Rope after rope until it was pouring down his front side, mingling with the white fur, matting it as it soaked in. And then a few more grinds on the fox, and he milked out a few last watery shots, just to add to the huge, musky mess he made.

Slumping, he almost forgot about his talented toy for a while, leaning back in his chair and continuing to sit on him as he sunk deeply into afterglow. He didn't even bother to start cleaning up yet, despite the towel still being within arm's reach. Or foot's reach at least. Jasp kept slowly grinding, keeping himself hard, but not quite pushing himself to a peak just yet. He wanted to savour in the arousal as long as he could.

After nearly a minute of being stuck under and inside purring, flopped fat cat, Jasp finally had to squirm a little. Stuffed up there for so long, it was getting a little hard to breathe. He murmured and wiggled, and finally it was enough to snap Mahiri out of his blissful daze. He rose again, groaning as his legs threatened to give way beneath him, but managed to get to his feet, wobbling a little. Carefully tugging at Jasp's feet, he drew him back out, a little at a time, until he popped free, leaving the fox gasping once the much cooler air hit his bare fur. It made him shiver at the shock. But he felt good.

Swinging him around, the cat cradled him once more, grinning down at him.

"That felt good, little toy. How about for you?"

Jasp just nodded, panting. He was a bit overwhelmed from it all, and still overwhelmingly horny.

The sense of almost predatory dominance lingered in the cat. He could see the fox's pink cock throbbing away, leaking its cute little streak of pre. That simply wouldn't do. After being made to cum so hard, he definitely owed the favour right back, somehow or other.

As his barbed cock softened and dropped back down, he felt another kind of pressure make itself known to him. The thought of indulging the deviant thought that came to his mind made him flatten his ears, and he glanced down tot he fox, and how aroused he still was, pondering. The micro seemed to enjoy him so much... and didn't seem at all inclined to make a fuss about anything he did.

So he laid out the towel on the floor, and set Jasp down in the middle of it. Then he stood back up, looming some. Just having so much size on his toy was a rush of its own, towering over him and knowing he could do anything he wanted. The fox had a look of excitement that grew with every second of anticipation, watching Mahiri standing there, cum slowly running down his big gut. He had no idea what to expect.

The urge to feel the micro beneath his paws came over him, and without hardly thinking he raised a foot up over the sprawled fox, and slowly brought it back down. He was sure not to apply too much weight, especially with how heavy he was right about then, but started to press on the fluffy male until his shrunken form squished right up against those smooth cat pads. Mahiri huffed between sealed lips, feeling the fox's muscles contracting in pleasure as he rubbed up against that great big cat paw.

Curling his toes, Mahiri squeezed at his footrest, grinding those pads in against his body. He let his heel press against Jasp's hard-on, grinding it around in a slow circle, letting the texture of his bare pads pleasure him while he all but smothered him underfoot. A little more pressure, and he squeezed him in tighter beneath, smothering his face into between those curled toes. Any harder and it would have hurt, but for now, it was just the right amount to make Jasp moan muffledly as he was pinned.

But that wasn't the idea Mahiri had earlier. Slowly withdrawing his foot, letting Jasp briefly stick to it before falling back to the towel. Watching him, the leopard shuffled his feet hesitantly, before just taking hold of his limp, but still unsheathed shaft, aiming it down at the micro.

"Don't ask me why, but something tells me you'll like this."

Jasp didn't even get a chance to reply before he was hit square in the chest by a long stream of golden cat piss, pouring down from high above to impact hard against him. He was soaked in the scent of masculine cat in seconds, closing his eyes and just letting it wash over him. It was all over his fur, right down to his toes, and with every moment he was laying in a deeper puddle all around him. Reaching down to wrap fingers around his straining, pulsing cock, he squeezed his knot and began rapidly stroking himself, rushing towards the climax he'd been building up for so very long.

The hot, dominating scent that marked and soaked his fur, that sank right into his skin, let him know he truly belonged to the leopard now. His toy, for his pleasure. Slowly opening his lips, he began to drink down some of that steaming piss, swallowing as much of it as he could as it rushed over his whole body. And that was the perfect moment he needed, drinking and being sprayed down, filling his belly as the fat cat utterly dominated him.

With a whimper, he came, gushing out what felt like a massive load to him, but was just a tiny little splatter to the cat. It added to the overall mess and seemed to suck all the energy out of the eager micro at once. The flow tapered off, but Jasp still kept cumming on himself, until he was utterly drained, feeling relaxation hit him almost like paralysis once he finally came down from his climax.

Panting, soaked, his belly sloshing, the fox just stayed right where he was, stretched out and flattened in the hot puddle he was left in. Shaking off the last few drops, the leopard took on a broad grin, and sat himself back down, watching the fox squirming in his lingering ecstasy. He was a mess, and there was plenty of cleaning up to do, but for now, he felt good. And he knew Jasp did too.