Collab - Chad and His Foxy Friend (Strife Crossover Fanfiction)
I'm happy to announce another fanfiction, this time with help from 6strife9, and in time for wishing my friends and fans a Happy St. Patrick's Day.
Notes, Disclaimers, etc.: Chad Purrcision, Raia Blitz Krieg-Purrcision, and Strife belong to their respective owners. This is not meant to replace any canon information.
Chad Purrcision stepped forth in the brothel full of its foxiest people; with French maids of multiple sizes, stockings, as with appropriate black-laced panties. One of the more feminine foxes looked more than interested in Chad. "What is your name," he asked. "I'm Chad," the human-like cheetah said. The femboy was now smiling more at his guest. "Pleased to meet you. I am Strife, the #1-voted prostitute," he said. Chad presented the receipt for him with a note from a bag. "You shouldn't disappoint me," he said. Strife looked a little anxiously, but knew Chad paid good money for such services. "I see. Mr. Purrcision, the room we'll mate in would be that way," he said. Chad happily carried his preferred businessman to a large, air-conditioned exhibition room. "All-righty, Sweetheart; leave it to a big cat like me," he said, presenting his penis once Strife got off of him. Strife, who got his expensive collar and leash, gave the leash to help aid Chad.
"Good, bark for me," teased Chad. "Arf," Strife said. Chad purred as Strife barked and then happily bent over for him. "Doggy want a raw bone, or protected," asked Chad. Strife smiled as he was gesturing Chad to penetrate some of his tail-hole. "Whatever you want, Master," he teased. Chad licked his lips as his paws grabbed a contraceptive that he had been reserving in his pocket, thanks to his pants' wide fly. "Master, did you bring lubricant as well," Strife asked. Chad began rummaging through his bag, fortunate enough to find anal lubricant. "I'll lube up first, then plow you for as long as you last," he said. Strife looked shocked at Chad, curious about how long this would last. "What do you mean," he asked. Chad's face got a devilish smile as he lubed up his cock, but remembered to close the bottle. "I could last surprisingly long in bed, excluding bathroom breaks. Most guys whom I've plowed don't last that long," he said. Strife gulped as Chad started to penetrate his ass.
"Ohh God, that's big," thought Strife. Chad grabbed Strife's ass as he began entering it. "Good boy, take as much of Daddy's cock as possible," he said. Strife's penis, due to the stimulation around his prostate, grew to more than a foot long, much to Chad's slight shock. "Daddy, is there anything else you need," asked Strife, whose tail wagged. Chad nodded and easily flipped Strife on his back. "Good boys get to face Daddy eye-to-eye," he teased. Strife blushed as Chad yanked the leash a bit. "Master, would you appreciate a subby kisser," he asked. Chad nodded again and placed his mouth onto Strife's. During this intercourse, the two kissed passionately, as if they were to be happily mated. Strife adjusted his glasses as he looked at Chad. "Chad, can I cum for you now," he asked. Chad grinned again, this time gesturing him to cum. "C'mon; I want to see you orgasm," he teased. Strife moaned as Chad continued thrusting, this time hard enough for Strife to orgasm on his own face, due to his erection's curved angle that faced him.
"Ahhh," moaned Strife. Chad blushed when Strife successfully performed a solo facial, since he had ejaculated onto himself. "Want to cum more," Chad eagerly proposed to Strife. Strife shook his head, motioning Chad to stop thrusting. "No thank you, Chad. I think I'm good for now," he said, cleaning the foxy cum that has been covering his valuable glasses. Chad pulled out of his handsome prostitute and took off his contraceptive. "Good job, my friend. I think I could come back if time were on my side," he said. Strife smiled gratefully as Chad playfully patted his head. "I would especially enjoy customers who come back for more," he said with a wink.
One Month Later...
Raia looked with interest at Chad. "How's my favorite husband," she asked. Chad purred delightfully as he brought in some belongings into the room. "The brothel was tiresome, yet so fun," he said. Raia's eyes blinked with confusion Chad could have seen. "That's where you went," she asked in a strict tone of voice. Chad nodded as he presented an autographed pin-up of his friend Strife. "The gift shop they had rocked, too, not just the friends I've made during my vacation," he said, also presenting a reddish, barbed vibrator that looked like a feline's erection. Raia's jaw dropped at his gift intended for her. "Anatomically speaking, this would meet my expectations," she said. Chad licked his lips as he saw his wife pant a bit. "Want to test it," he asked. "No thank you, Chad. I think it's more than our conversation that may have gone off-topic," Raia responded with a smirk.