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Disclaimer: This story contains themes of homosexuality as well as explicit descriptions of sexual acts between males, some of which may be underage, non-human, and/or anthropomorphic. If any of that offends you, I suggest you not read any further.

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A Game of Mouse and Cat

** OONTZ OONTZ OONTZ **

The music blasted loud enough to shake the walls of the club, and the strobes flashed wildly around the mostly dark club, making it all the more surprising that Dimitri was able to even spot his target.

"Hm, a little taller than my usual tastes, but definitely a cute face... and I'm sure that ass is nice and tight too. Heh... Never met a bunny that wasn't a good fuck."

As he spoke quietly to himself, he began to approach. At six foot, nine inches, and very muscular, the white tiger was quite the intimidating sight, and he knew it. Absolutely sure of his impending success, he wouldn't even have been surprised if the rabbit dropped to his knees and began worshipping him as soon as he approached.

"Hey there, little bunny boy..."

The rabbit turned. He was right around six feet tall, fit, but not particularly muscular, had snow white fur, and a bit of a scowl on his face already just from having heard the words.

"Not interested."

The rabbit turned away, not even willing to hear whatever lines the feline had prepared. Though, that didn't stop Dimitri, of course.

"Oh, come on ears, you can't tell me that you're not the least bit curious how much of me you can manage to take in your rabbit hole."

Dimitri flashed toothy smile, clearly amused by his own line.

The rabbit rolled his eyes as he reluctantly turned to face the large tiger once again. "Look, kitty. I'm not looking to be anyone's little bunny boy. So, unless you're interested in lifting your tail for this rabbit, we're done here."

"Heh, cute. A bunny that thinks he's a top. Why don't you and I go somewhere, and I can teach you how to be a proper bunny sub."

The rabbit didn't even bother responding again, he casually walked away, further into the dark club.

"I guarantee you'll be asking me to come home with you eventually, ears."

Dimitri called out the words, to no reaction. Unsure if the other male even heard him over the overpowering bass of the club's music. With a shrug, the white tiger kept at his task, scouring the dance floor for a new target.

"Hm... Let's see..." With Dimitri's more-than-impressive body and size, he generally had his choice of whoever he wanted, given of course that the fur didn't have delusions of being a top, like that bunny from a few moments ago. He scanned the area as the strobe lights lit up his choices, "Cute little otter over there, or I could probably get both of those foxes at the bar at the same time, or..."

Before he even finished his thought, Dimitri's eyes hit his target, and he knew what his winning option was. Standing on the other side of the dance floor was a petite brown-furred mouse boy, maybe a little above five feet in height. He wore a pink top, and had on a tight pair of skinny jeans to cover his rather curvy looking form.

"Oh, I am gonna fucking WRECK that..."

The white tiger didn't hesitate. Immediately, he began striding confidently across the club floor, on a direct course to his prey. The mouse sipped a girly looking drink, and turned just in time to see the big tiger walking up, but unlike the rabbit that the feline had approached earlier, this time he was greeted with a smile.

"You know, mousey... They say that long ago, cats and mice used to be mortal enemies."

The rodent smirked at the comment, "I've heard the tales, some even say that cats hunted and ate mice." The mouse boy paused, and ran a paw up the tiger's arm, feeling the firmness and muscle, "So, are you hungry, mister cat?"

Ha! Jackpot!

Dimitri licked his lips at the prospect of what was to come. The rodent was obviously into him, and from the way things looked to be going, it didn't look like he wanted to wait very long either.

"The name's Monty." The rodent introduced himself as he kept his fingers on the tiger's bicep.

"Dimitri. You seem impressed, Monty."

"Well, I admit that I do like when a guy is powerful..." Monty nonchalantly let his paw roam off of the muscled arm, and across his washboard stomach, and rest right at the tiger's waistline. "It makes me curious as to what else about you is impressive..."

The small mouse lightly bit his lower lip as he stared up at Dimitri, making it abundantly clear that he was ready for action.

"Hehe... So, little mousey wants to see what this big tiger is packing?"

Monty didn't answer, instead just taking hold of Dimitri's hand and began tugging him towards the club entrance. Not that the mouse boy possessed the strength to move the tiger if he had resisted, but both of them clearly wanted what was obviously coming next.

"My place is right near here... Please, Daddy..."

Dimitri's grin widened at hearing Monty literally beg for him, "Well, I suppose we can stop by."

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Monty's place was close, just as he had said, a rather nice apartment, only around a block away from the club they were just at. As they walked to the building, Dimitri did his best to not watch the mouse boy's behind, honestly worried that he might be tempted to bend the rodent over and take him right in the middle of the sidewalk.

It's dark out, no one's around... I bet no one would ever know about it, if I...

"Alright, this one."

Monty's words snapped the tiger out of his deviant thoughts, leaving him very eager to get into the building, into the apartment, and subsequently into Monty as well.

After what felt to Dimitri like the longest elevator ride of his life, they arrived on the 4th floor, and rushed towards unit 407, nearly smashing the door down. The moment they were inside the two were all over each other, both of their shirts were off in an instant, and the pants soon followed, leaving both of them wearing nothing but underwear. A pair of grey boxer-briefs covered the tiger, while the mouse wore black.

Dimitri's paws found their way down to grip the plush bubbles that were Monty's ass cheeks, and in a swift motion, lifted the mouse boy up, far enough so that their lips could crash against each other. Locked in the embrace, Monty threw his arms over the tiger's broad shoulders and wrapped around his neck, as he was held firmly against the tiger's strong body.

"Which way--to the bedroom...?" Dimitri broke the kiss momentarily to ask which way he should proceed through the apartment.

"Just go to the couch!" Apparently, unwilling to wait long enough to even get into a different room, Monty directed them to the couch, just a few steps away. Dimitri, still carrying the small mouse, strode over and sat down, letting Monty straddle his lap.

Holy shit! Easiest fuck of my life! I gotta start hooking up with mouse slut boys more often!

Monty pulled away from the kiss, but kept his stare directly into Dimitri's eyes, an expression of pure lust still quite evident on the brown mouse's face. Without looking away, he pulled his paws from around the tiger's neck and lowered them down his chest, eventually coming to rest on the very prominent bulge just below his waist.

The mouse's touch garnered a toothy grin from Dimitri, "Got twelve inches down there, just for you for being a good little mousey."

Monty glanced down at the throbbing bulge in his grip, and then back up at the tiger's face, so short that he still needed to turn his gaze slightly upward to meet the feline's eye line, even while sitting in his lap. "All for me? I can have ALL of it?" Monty's expression was one of unbridled eagerness, it was clear that he couldn't wait to get to work on worshipping the feline.

"Mm-hmm... As much as you can take, at least." Dimitri replied, with a nod and a chuckle.

Monty's hands traveled back up to the tiger's chest, once again feeling the firm muscles that were all over the tiger's body. "What about your muscles? Your body? I want all of you!" The mouse caressed Dimitri's chest, nuzzling against it. The smaller male seemed absolutely obsessed with the tiger's powerful body, and Dimitri was more than content to keep receiving his new pet's adoration.

"Heh, my little mousey toy can have anything he wants."

A giant grin appeared on Monty's face. He leaned in to plant one more kiss on the feline's lips, before sliding down slowly, finding his way completely off of the couch, down to the floor, and in between Dimitri's powerful legs.

The small mouse paws found the waistband of the grey underwear, and with a tug, began to lower them down the white-furred thighs, revealing the towering spire that was Dimitri's manhood. As Monty stared at the imposing beast, it seemed quite clear that the tiger was not exaggerating his size.

Dimitri stretched his arms out to his sides, resting them on the back of the couch as he spread his legs a bit more, giving his pet easier access. He couldn't help but chuckle a bit inwardly as he watched the brown-furred paws struggle to even wrap completely around this thick tool.

Slowly, Monty's tongue lapped against the tip of the glans, the mouse seemingly letting it linger against the flesh, enjoying the feeling of pressing his tongue against it. He followed with another agonizingly slow tongue-lash, and another. As slow as the licks may have been, they seemed to be accomplishing exactly what they were meant to do. Dimitri threw his head back and shut his eyes at the pleasure.

"Oohhhh... That's right..."

The big tiger let out a moan as the mouse kept going, licking all over the shaft and sucking on the tip as best he could. Eventually, to the surprise of the feline, he even felt the head of the organ completely engulfed, surrounded by the inside of the small mouse's mouth.

Heh, bet he had to open wide to get that in. Wonder how much of it he can actually take...

With the glans actually in Monty's mouth, Dimitri's pleasure only intensified, increased even further by the mouse's skilled paws caressing and rolling around the giant orbs that resided beneath, alongside his mouth work.

Dimitri's head thrashed back and forth, and he squeezed his eyes shut even harder. Monty knew what he was doing, and the tiger was learning that firsthand. He felt a couple more of his inches past the small lips.

"Nnggh... Y-Yeah..."

The tiger could barely believe that the mouse could even accept as much of it as he already was, not that it stopped him from trying to get in even deeper.

One of the large tiger paws snapped over to the mouse's head, gripping Monty right between his ears.

"Ffffffuck, t-take it..."

Dimitri began applying a bit of pressure, pressing Monty's head down, forcing himself even further in the rodent's mouth. Monty didn't disappoint, gripping the tiger's thighs to get a better angle, he forced himself down even more, taking more than he thought should have been possible for the petite creature.

The tiger was close, already unloading a plentiful amount of pre, and unable to stop himself from lightly hip thrusting up into the warm maw. Still, Monty took more of intimidating organ. Dimitri was tempted to glance down just to see how the mouse could possibly be doing it, but so close to his climax, he couldn't bring himself to tear his eyes open and look. Though, a moment later, it became apparent how much the mouse had accepted, even without looking.

*bump*

Dimitri felt something bump against his front, right above his erection.

What the fuck? Is that his nose? How the hell...?

If Monty's nose had gotten close enough to bump into the tiger's body, then that meant that the mouse had somehow managed to swallow that entire foot-long tiger cock. The feline couldn't fathom how such a feat was even possible, not that he had time to think about it anyway. Before the thought had even fully formed in his mind, a wave of pleasure overrode anything that may have been on his mind. His orgasm hit him hard.

"NGH! RRRRAAAAGGGHHHHH!"

Dimitri let out what could only be described as a tiger's roar as he let loose, unloading what felt like a monumental load straight down the mouse's throat. With as deep as the mouse had to be taking him, he wouldn't be surprised if his fertile fluid was actually being deposited directly into the rodent's stomach.

Still, Monty seemed to be taking it all without problem, Dimitri's paw still rested on the rodent's head. He still hadn't moved from his position, continuing to swallow everything that the tiger was offering him, for a good 20 more seconds while the orgasm subsided.

"S-Shit, little mouse... You must have a black hole for a throat. With as much as I unloaded, you probably look like you're nine months preg--"

Monty pulled his head out of Dimitri's lap, just as Dimitri tilted his head back forward. Eyes finally open, the tiger was confused, figuring he must still be feeling effects from the orgasm, he rubbed his eyes for a moment, letting them focus again.

"Uhh, what...?"

Blinking a few times, he found himself looking at the same odd scene, Monty pulling himself to his feet, except Monty wasn't quite the same... The petite rodent that Dimitri had met was nowhere to be seen, and standing there now was a hulking brown mouse, whose size even put Dimitri to shame.

"Wait... M-Monty...?"

The brown mouse turned, still with the same smile that he had flashed to Dimitri at the club, it was definitely him, as little sense as that made.

"Thanks for that, kitty. I'm sure I enjoyed it just as much as you did."

Even his voice was deeper. It was as if someone had taken the mouse and inflated him with pure masculinity.

"How...? Why are you so big all of the sudden?!? You've gotta be over seven feet tall!"

The mouse held a paw up to the top of his head, as if trying to calculate his own height, "Hmm... seven-foot-five, I'd say. Size transference isn't a 1-to-1 ratio, so it's hard to say for sure."

"Whatever! That doesn't answer the ques--wait... what the hell is size transference...?"

Monty smirked as he began to stretch his arms out, admiring his new Adonis-like figure, "Exactly what it sounds like."

The gears began to turn in Dimitri's mind as he considered the words, and his heart sank as he began to realize. Swallowing hard, he nervously began to turn his gaze to his own body.

"WH-WHAT THE FUCK!?!" He hopped up off of the couch, panicking as he scanned over his body, not at all liking what he was discovering.

Where there was once close to seven feet of muscled feline now stood a small, skinny, femboyish tiger, smaller even than Monty was. Dimitri now had to be a few inches shy of even five feet, and probably wouldn't come close to 100 pounds while soaking wet.

"I mean, it's a pretty straightforward, low-level spell, but you just made it so easy. I mean, if you hadn't literally given me permission to take all of your size, it wouldn't have worked."

Dimitri didn't even respond; he wasn't even sure if he was able to process what he was seeing. In an instant, he was two feet shorter, 200 pounds lighter, and worst of all, his 12 inches of feline pride was shrunken down to a barely-visible half-inch nub framed above a pair of pea-sized testicles. His adult body proportions were the only remaining hint that he wasn't a prepubescent cub.

"H-How did..."

Monty continued on, not even needing to hear the question to know what the tiger was thinking, "It's a magic spell. I like my guys small, and being a mouse, I don't have a lot of options, so I do what I can to... switch things up. The spell even enhances pleasure, to preoccupy you, which is probably why you didn't notice the changes. I mean, you didn't even notice your voice, even though you spoke a few times."

"What? My voice?" Upon saying the words, Dimitri finally noticed that that too was smaller, just like the rest of him. A couple octaves higher than it had been just minutes ago. Dimitri now looked and sounded like a stereotypical little femboy.

"Now then, you've already had your fun..." the mouse reached forward ominously, and placed a heavy paw on Dimitri's shoulder, and Dimitri knew what was coming, even before Monty's next words, "...that means, it's my turn."

Dimitri's eyes went wide, but before he could react, he was lifted up by the suddenly larger male, "H-HEY! WAIT! N-NO!" The petite tiger fidgeted a bit, but it was no use, Monty was far too strong for him. The feline may as well have been a ragdoll in the mouse's grasp.

With Dimitri in his grip, Monty sat down on the couch, and maneuvered the shrunken tiger to a position over his lap, "Relax. The pleasure-enhancing aspect of the spell is still in effect, I guarantee you'll enjoy this."

"ENJOY IT?!? H-HELL NO! YOU C-CAN'T BE SERIOUS!! THERE'S NO WAY THAT--"

Dimitri stopped mid-shout, and a pang of terror shot through his small body, he felt something nudge upwards against his bare butt cheek, something warm, firm, and very big. It didn't take much imagination to deduce what it was, and when the tiger glanced upwards to look at Monty's face, the contented grin on the rodent's face basically confirmed it. Monty's cock was quickly rising to full-mast underneath the tiger's body, and it was already feeling like FAR more than Dimitri would be able to deal with.

"Oh... Uhh... I-I don't..." Dimitri couldn't even form a coherent sentence, as the realization of his situation set in. Monty wrapped a hand around the back of the small tiger and pulled him in close, pressing Dimitri's chest against his front.

"I usually don't get turned on so quickly, but this tiny body of yours is just unbelievably cute..." Monty spoke, but Dimitri was finding it extremely difficult to focus on anything other than the unrelentingly expanding mass as it extended further and further up, past his tail, and up his back, "Of course... I can't even imagine how tight you're gonna be."

"T-Tigh--AH!" The thought couldn't even form in his mind before the tiger felt the unexpected sensation of Monty's finger pressed firmly under his tail. The mouse probed around inside the tight tunnel without hesitation, pressing and preparing the small space, and just as Dimitri began to grow somewhat tolerant of the feeling, a second finger found its way into the same too-small space.

"Ghah!"

Monty chuckled a bit at the cute sounds coming out of the smaller male, "You're too tense, kitty... you should relax..." Monty gave another small wiggle of his fingertips, knowing how sensitive the tiger had to be feeling, "If you're reacting like this to just my fingers... I can't wait to see how you handle..."

Monty didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear, and emphasized even more by the continuing robust pulses of the organ that rested again the feline's back.

This can't be real... this can't be actually happening... As if hoping that it was all just a bad dream, Dimitri kept repeating the words in his mind.

Monty leaned his head down, making sure that his mouth was as close as it could get to the feline's ear, and then spoke as if he knew exactly what the other male was thinking, "You are going to know exactly what you're experiencing..."

The thick spire throbbed, reaching hallway up Dimitri's back, and without any further delay, the tiger was lifted up, and suspended over the mouse's imposing erection.

Th-That's... DEFINITELY bigger than I was...

After a few seconds, that felt closer to a few hours to Dimitri, Monty, took aim, and slowly lowered the smaller male's body. The turgid tip met the tiger's somewhat loosened hole, and right away, Dimitri felt the warm wetness, that could only have been Monty's pre, slick his entrance.

The mouse began applying a little force, thrusting his hips upward slightly simultaneous with his movement of Dimitri's body.

"N-NO WAY THAT'S EVER GONNA FIT!!" Dimitri shouted out in a bit of a panic.

Monty paused for a second, considering the words, "Hmm... well, it's true that I probably should have prepped you a bit more... I mean, I'm never been this big before, guess I underestimated how much size I'd get from you, hehe..."

Dimitri didn't know what to make of the words, his heart was still racing, and his thought process nothing but confusion and dread.

"S-So... does that mean...?"

Monty nodded, "Yep." Both of the mouse's paws moved to Dimitri's midsection, his grip wide enough to completely encircle the feline's waist, "It means, I'll have to put a little bit of force into it."

An evil smirk curled onto Monty's face, and Dimitri's panic spiked to new heights. The grip around the feline's body firmed, and he was lifted. This time though, Dimitri could tell, it was not going to be gentle...

Monty thrust upwards with considerable force while simultaneously driving the small feline's body onto his cock, somehow forcing the grapefruit-sized tip into that impossibly tiny tunnel.

"NGGGHHHHAAAHH! T-TAKE IT OUTTT!!!"

Dimitri shouted out, as expected. It was little more than the tip of Monty's organ, but it was clearly more than the tiger was prepared to handle. The monster that Monty was now sporting between his legs would have even put horses to shame, and given Dimitri's new stature, it was a miracle that the tiger even had enough coherence to form actual words.

"I-I CAN'T... CAN'T HANDLE IT!!"

"Heh... relax, I guarantee you'll be loving it really soon..."

Monty's words didn't offer too much comfort to Dimitri, but it wasn't as though he had much of a choice in the matter. Just as unceremoniously as the first thrust, the small tiger was lifted nearly completely off of Monty's erection, and slammed back down, just as quickly. As impossible as it seemed, the rodent's gargantuan erection was finding its way deeper into Dimitri's body.

"F-Fuuuuuck... it's t-too BIG!"

The tiger was lifted up, and slammed down, then lifted up again, and slammed down again. It took Monty next to no time to get into a rhythm, impaling the smaller male with more mouse dick than his body should have been able to handle.

"AAH! AH! NGAAH!" Dimitri's yelps and panicked cries did not stop, but which each gyration, they grew less intense, until eventually, they began sounding more like moans than anything else.

"Getting used to it, kitty?"

"Ahh... Ngghh... N-NO! AHH!"

Monty chuckled inwardly, making sure to not slow his motions in the least as he relentlessly pounded into the other male.

Dimitri's body was still flush against Monty's chest. The small tiger's eyes were clamped shut, his teeth were clenched, and he gripped tufts of the mouse's chest fur, all in effort to endure the rodent's assault. It had been a few minutes, and the spire invading his body had to be around seven or eight inches deep, which didn't seem possible to the feline. He had long since reached the limit that his new body should have been able to handle, and not only was he somehow accepting more, he even seemed to be growing more accommodating.

It was like nothing he had ever felt before. The combination of being stretched to such a colossal degree, and his prostate getting obliterated on each thrust was swiftly reaching unbearable levels. The two conflicting sensations battered Dimitri's senses, to the point at which it took all of his capacity to even think straight.

Fuck! it's too big! He's gonna rip me in half! I need to get away, but... but... Why does it feel good?!?

It could have been seconds, minutes, hours, or even days that Dimitri clung to Monty's body, he was too focused on the impossible rush that he was getting every time the huge mouse cock pierced into his body. With every passing moment, and every passing thrust, the tiger felt less pain, and more pleasure. As unimaginable as it felt to Dimitri, the thought began to form in his head...

Shit, he's... he's gonna make me cum...

The thought hadn't even crossed the white tiger's mind up to that point. Dimitri had started out doing his best to simply endure the mouse's aggression, but at some point, something had changed. He suddenly realized that he was no longer trying to just get through it, he was more trying to hold back his orgasm.

"Heh... no need to hold back, kitty." Even as Dimitri did as much as he could to conceal it, Monty could still tell how close the feline was, and made sure to do his best to push him the rest of the way over the edge. He paused for just a moment, long enough for Dimitri to realize that he had, but not long enough for the feline to react. With an ever-so-slight shift of his hips, he adjusted his angle, and all it took was one more sharp thrust upward.

"NGGGAAAAHHH!"

Dimitri the same roar as before, albeit, much less intimidating this time, coming from a sub-five foot, little femmy tiger boy.

Monty nailed the perfect spot inside of Dimitri to set him off, and there was nothing that the feline could do about it. With a loud moan, and his body seizing up from the utter pleasure surging through him, he hit his second climax of the evening, achieving orgasm entirely due to Monty's efforts.

"Ahhh... Ah... Th-That... that was..."

As he felt Dimitri's insides tensing and pulsing around his length, Monty slowed his thrusts to a halt, realizing that the tiger had reached his climax, "Told you you'd love it. Hell, you even got off before I did."

Dimitri kept his head down, and his face turned away. He knew exactly how absolutely incredible it felt, but still couldn't bring himself to admit it.

"I... I d-don't kno-WHOOOAA!"

Dimitri shouted as he was completely caught off-guard. Without warning, Monty flipped the small tiger out of his lap, and onto his back on the couch. The oversized mouse leaned over him ominously. Making sure that each of Dimitri's legs were around his sides

"H-Hey! What are you--"

Monty leaned in, grinning mischievously at the tiger below him, "We're not quite done yet... kitty." With his paws still firmly holding the other male in place, he picked up right where he left off, driving his thick spear just as deep as he had managed a moment ago.

"W-Wait! I-I can't!--AH! AHH!"

Dimitri once again found himself shouting out as he was impaled on the giant mouse cock. Over half of Monty's steel-hard organ was buried in him from a single swift stroke, and it felt just as amazing as it had the first time, maybe even moreso

"Hope you don't mind if I pick up the pace a bit, it'd have taken me forever, just bouncing you in my lap like that."

He didn't wait for an answer, not that Dimitri could have offered one anyway. Even after just the first thrust, and despite having cum twice already, the tiger was in a state of euphoria. Just the feeling of being penetrated so deeply, taken so roughly by the big mouse, seemed to be enough to reduce Dimitri to such a condition.

Monty had no intentions of holding back at all, even lowering one of his feet off of the couch, and to the ground, just to use the traction to his advantage. He took a deep breath, and then gave Dimitri no further respite, the rodent's onslaught began anew.

** THUMP THUMP THUMP **

The couch began banging against the wall and the floor, just from the sheer force behind Monty's thrust. He pounded into his pet with no regard for anything else. His only concern was the fantastic tightness surrounding his dick.

"Nnngh... Let's see how much cock you can take, little kitty..."

With each thrust, a clearly visible outline of Monty's cock could be seen bulging through the tiger's abdomen. Now about 10 or 11 inches deep, it was getting to the point that he honestly didn't know if Dimitri would even be able to handle the entirety of it. Not that that possibility deterred him in the slightest.

** THUMP THUMP THUMP **

He picked up even more speed, slamming in further with each go, invading even deeper with each thrust. The mouse was filled with so much determination, that he hadn't even realized that he had lifted Dimitri up off of the couch entirely, and was now simply grasping the feline, and thrusting into his body as if he was a literal cock sleeve.

"F-Fuck... about to get there..."

Even Monty's speech was starting to break a bit. He fucked the small tiger faster and faster, aided by the simply preposterous amount of pre that was spilling and leaking from Dimitri's abused hole, but even with as slick as the tiger was, the tightness was nearly unimaginable as Monty drove over a foot of thick mouse meat in and out of the passage with each gyration.

** PLAP **

Another thrust, and they both heard, as well as felt it. The sound of Monty's thigh slapping against Dimitri's, signifying that the mouse's entire length was buried inside the petite feline. The outline of Monty's cock was still visible through the feline's belly, and looked to reach up as far as his chest. It had to be at least 15 massive inches of flesh that had carved through that small black-and-white furred body, and reduced the once proud, majestic tiger into a moaning mess.

Dimitri laid there, completely lost in the overwhelming bliss he was experiencing. Each time he was pounded into he could feel all the power and size, which used to belong to him, instead being used to annihilate his senses, and he wanted... no, needed to feel more of it.

"P-PLEASE! M-MORE! FUCK ME MORE!"

"Ngh..." Monty grunted, and slammed himself in again, "That's what I wanted to hear from you, kitty..."

Still on the cusp of orgasm, the mouse's thrusts continued. Copious levels of pre spilled from the tiger's too-tight tunnel, thigh's smacked audibly against thighs, the couch banged against the wall, it was a chaotic symphony of lust, and it was approaching the crescendo.

Monty's hips collided sharply with Dimitri's, and held for a moment, long enough for the tiger to experience what felt to him like two warm cantaloupes resting against his ass. Monty had reached the point-of-no-return, and neither of them was prepared.

"Ah! F-FUCK!" Monty shouted out, and he could basically feel his balls beginning to pump out their unprecedented load. He held the tiger's body flush against his thighs, and it was immediately obvious that Dimitri was not going to be able to contain the oncoming torrent of semen.

"OH!! S-SOOOOO MUCH!!"

All it took was the first blast of mouse cum filling his bowels for Dimitri to start to feel as if he couldn't handle any more, and after the second blast, it was more than apparent. The tiger's gut began to swell, Monty's output right away proving to be far more than what could be contained by the small tiger's form. All it took was around 10 seconds into the orgasm for the feline to look loaded beyond capacity.

Monty's orgasm had barely begun, and his tiger toy was already on the verge of reaching his limit, assuming he wasn't already past it. Rather than risking the possibility that cum would start pouring out of his mouth, Monty, with his paws still on Dimitri's hips, pulled the feline completely off of his member, and let him fall onto the couch cushion.

"N-NO! DON'T STOP!"

Before the massive stalk was even completely removed from him, Dimitri began to plead with the big male, dreading the vacant feeling of no longer being stuffed so fully. With his entrance no longer plugged by Monty's impossible spire, the mouse's fluid began to pour out onto the cushions below.

Monty's orgasm, however, was not yet over. The big mouse wrapped his paw around his still throbbing member, and he began to stroke himself through the rest of his climax. Thick, heavy, ropes of white erupted from Monty's cock so powerfully that they felt almost like punches as they splattered over the tiger's face and body.

For a good 45 seconds, amounts of viscous rodent cum splashed over and battered Dimitri, to the point at which the tiger's black stripes were barely even visible underneath the thick layer of white. His entire upper-body was nothing more than a warm soggy mess among a pool of Monty's discharge. If it wasn't for the euphoric feline face that could barely be made out among the mayhem, the tiger would have been nearly unrecognizable.

"Wooo... That was an intense one!" Monty stood up and stretched. He cracked his neck from side-to-side as he looked back towards Dimitri, "You were definitely worth it, little kitten."

He started moving toward the hallway, assumedly towards the bathroom or his bedroom, and the sudden absence of the mouse's form caught the small tiger's attention.

"W-Wait..." The words were weak, and understandably filled with exhaustion, Dimitri couldn't even muster the strength to lift his head.

Monty stopped just short of the hall and turned, "Just going to check to see if I have anything that'll fit this body that you donated to me. I keep some bigger stuff handy, but..." He looked over his new form in admiration once again, "I don't know off-hand if I have anything THIS big..."

"So..." Dimitri paused, almost ashamed to reveal what was weighing on his mind, "So, what do I do now...?"

Monty grinned, "Heh, whatever a cute little kitty like you wants to do..." With that, the mouse turned and stepped out of view.

"Whatever... I want to do...?"

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Three weeks later

** OONTZ OONTZ OONTZ **

The music blasted loud enough to shake the walls of the club, and the strobes flashed wildly around the mostly dark club, making it all the more surprising that Dimitri was able to even spot his target.

"Hey there, ears..."

The rabbit let out a sigh upon hearing the nickname. He'd heard it a few weeks prior, from a certain asshole of a white tiger, and immediately the image flashed in his mind.

It seemed different this time though... the voice seemed vaguely familiar, but upon turning, he was met with the slim form of a small white tiger clad in a tight looking pink top and cut off jean shorts. Definitely not what the rabbit was expecting to see, but a clear improvement over the last white tiger that approached him.

"Oh? You're a new face. A cute one too..."

Dimitri smiled seductively, "I am... pretty new in town. Got a tip that some rabbits around think that they're tops?"

"Yeah..." The rabbit leaned in and spoke with a smirk, "You have a problem with that, kitty?"

A shiver ran through Dimitri's form as the pet name brought certain images to the forefront of his mind, "No problems, just wanted to confirm the info. Can you think of any way to help convince me?"

The rabbit leaned in even further, speaking in a tone low enough to be inaudible to anyone that happened to be nearby.

"How about I take you to my place and fuck you senseless for a few hours? Think that might help?"

Dimitri smiled mischievously, "It'd be a start..."

The rabbit hopped off the barstool and looked down at the small tiger, "Well, rabbits are known for stamina." He placed his paws around Dimitri's back, "I'm willing to persuade you for as long as it takes."

Dimitri took a quick glance downward, spotting what looked to be a rather sizeable mound beginning to form behind the rabbit's pants.

"Well then, we should probably get started." With that, the two eagerly began to make their way towards the exit. Dimitri being tugged along firmly by the bigger rabbit guy.

...

Well... I did say that he'd be asking me to come home with him...

Guess I was right.