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Isaac laid sprawled out on his air bed, head propped up by his coat, and his pants around his thighs, brown moving boxes surrounded him like a ring of garden toadstools. He reached down to squeeze his sheath through his underwear, his phone propped up on his bare chest as he delicately tapped the shutter button.

Finally settling into the new place. Overdue for some relaxation. Been at least four days and my balls are aching. #CloudedLeopard #ClepNudes

He hit attach image, then post. He groaned and slipped his paw under his briefs, more of an idle motion than anything deliberate. His eyes darted at the time, then back at the endlessly scrolling homepage of porn. It was nearly noon, his mattress was still in a bag, buried between boxes of clothes and a black case of sex toys labeled misc bedroom. He hesitated a second, feeling guilty, then returned to the porn.

His thumb stopped over an image of a tigress, crisscrossing black stripes ran down from her modest chest to the rich, soft fur of her stomach, her paw cupping her testicles below her rigid penis. She was straddling the midsection of a curvaceous--and just as well endowed--leopardess.

There's no cock like girlcock, even Ari agrees. Although, we're both a tad biased. #trans #girldick #LeopardNudes.

His sheath swelled under his touch, growing tip exposed to the cold air coming in from the open window. A knock at his door made his ears dart up and he pulled his paw away from his underwear. He scrambled off the bed, still struggling to zip up his pants as he crossed the living room and pulled open the front door.

A young tigress with green streaks in her hair towered over him.

"Isaac!"

"Ari--"

She closed the distance between them in a leap and pulled him into a rib-cracking hug. The embrace nearly lifted him off his feet, his protests muffled by the crook of her arm.

"It's been like two years, dude!" She said, finally pulling away.

"Yeah, it's been about that, and...you look amazing," Isaac said, trying not to stare too intently at her.

Ari stuffed her hands in the pockets of her pants and walked around the unfurnished apartment. "Understatement of the year, there."

"So you've been on HRT about two years, then?"

"Yah! It'll be three years in a few months, and Kirralee is coming up on six."

"It's nice to see everything worked out for you, I mean, the last year of college was pretty rough, all things considered." He decided to change the topic. "I would tell you to take a seat, but..." He motioned to his sofa, still wrapped in cling-wrap from the movers. Ari sat on the armrest, an idle smile on her face.

"You look like you want to say something," Ari said.

Isaac walked to the kitchenette and pulled a lager out of the fridge. "You still drink?"

"Furniture is still wrapped up, yet you have beer." She took one of the bottles from him, opening the bottle on her belt loop.

"Yeah, I'm just," Isaac mulled over his words, "trying not to be awkward."

Ari shook her head. "You can't be any more awkward than my brother when I came out to him. I'm used to it."

Isaac sat on the floor, beer between his legs. "I mean, when you moved to Philly after college I assumed we were over, and I really missed you, and now, here you are, still the same person I shared a dorm with for four years, but...different. Even if you came out senior year, it's different now, in a good way. You seem happy."

Ari nodded. "I get it. I sort of had to claw my way up to being a normal, functional person. So many things just seem awful in retrospect. I had fun with you, though. I'm serious, I was pretty self-destructive back then and you were one of the only guys I landed with who wasn't horrible."

"I think that's the best compliment I've ever gotten from an ex."

"Hey, how about I help you unpack the furniture, and then you do dinner at Kirralee's place. Our treat." She put the beer on top of a box, then looked around as though she was searching for something she could unpack.

"I thought the mover was supposed to be the one buying dinner."

Ari brushed her hair aside, a playful glimmer washing over her eyes. "Our treat. Besides, you'd like Kirralee. She's your type."

Isaac pulled a box cutter out of his back pocket. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"After I told her you were moving back here, she kind of...planned a night."

Isaac stopped halfway through a box of kitchenware. "Planned a night?"

"Trust me, you'll have fun."

Kirralee put down her wine glass and in one fluid and unhesitating motion pulled off her shirt and bra and chucked them over Isaac's head. She cupped her breasts in her hands as she pushed her chest forward at him.

"See! All-natural. Five years of hormones and good genes."

Ari burst into laughter as the fur on Isaac's face stood on end, the clouded leopard blushing underneath. "I mean, I was expecting an answer more than a demonstration, but, uh, thanks?"

Kirralee leaned back, putting out a distinctive aura of pride, while Ari didn't bother to avert her gaze from her girlfriend's body.

The three of them sat on the floor of Ari's condo while the fireplace crackled warmly, filling the room with warm, dancing light. Their dinner plates sat pushed to the edge of the walls, a half-empty bottle of mid-price wine from Costco now shared amongst them.

"Told you, you wouldn't regret having dinner with us," Ari said. Her words trailed off as she watched firelight dance across the leopard's bare chest, delicate arrangements of rosettes and spots framing her soft belly and traveling up the sides of her breasts. HRT had filled her out in the last few years, and the weight that didn't go to her breasts went either to her belly or thighs. Ari never complained.

"You know," Kirralee continued, "usually when I get dudes who keep asking me about my body all the time, they turn out to not be dudes." She smugly took a sip of wine.

"Well, I don't think--" Isaac stumbled over his words.

Ari waved her hand, the tigress refilling her glass. "I don't think so. I've known him since college, he's just a very curious dude."

Kirralee raised an eyebrow. "That so? Do tell."

Ari gave her friend a questioning look.

"God! Fine! The night is already heading in that direction." Isaac said, wincing.

"I gave him his first blowjob, freshman year. He still thought he was straight back then. Or at least, he thought he was straight right up until I took my clothes off." Ari said, swirling the wine around her glass as Isaac seemed to deflate into the floor.

"Even back then you looked sort of like a girl, that might have helped push me over the edge," Ari said.

"Yeah, I was another few years from figuring myself out then. Still, I look back fondly on that. You were awfully squirmy the first time."

Isaac sighed. Kirralee looked up at the ceiling wistfully, her tail tip flicking. "You know, I'm enjoying that mental image there."

"Hey, are you gonna put your shirt back on?" Isaac said, trying to change the subject with full knowledge of just how many compromising college stories Ari had.

"No. I refuse to relinquish my privilege of going around shirtless just because I transitioned. Besides, you're looking at five years of hard work here," she said, massaging her breasts again, "it's worth showing off to people who will appreciate it--and you clearly are."

"I mean, they're certainly worth showing off, I'll give you that."

"I can tell. Those pants of yours look tighter than when we started dinner." She shot Isaac a look--her gaze firmly between his legs--that hit him like a splash of cold water.

The clouded leopard bit his lip and became intensely interested in the fireplace.

"Hey, Isaac, have you ever been with a girl? I mean, that one time when I was a day into my transition notwithstanding." Ari asked, the tigress leaning forward.

"No. Once I was in college I landed with you, and after I graduated, well, work just...took over, and I guess my paw was good enough."

Kirralee scooted forward on the floor, putting her wine glass aside. "Well, we can change that, you know."

A playful grin passed between the two women. Isaac had lost none of his charm--physical or otherwise--since college, and both Ari and Kirralee had been limited to sleepy morning sex for the past week, making a routine-breaking romp all the more tempting.

Isaac pretended to mull it over, but Ari could tell his mind was already set. "Are you sure?" He turned to the leopardess. "Ari and I are pretty comfortable together, but I don't want to come between you two."

"You certainly can come between us if you like." She said with a smirk. "Besides, Ari trusts you and I trust Ari."

"We did have a lot of fun in college, didn't we?" Isaac said, failing to suppress a bashful look as desire welled in his chest.

"That settles it!" Kirralee stood up, bouncing on her footpads. "Come on, you two."

Kirralee tapped the lighting app on her phone, bathing the bedroom in dim, blue-green light from the LED strips lining the corner of the ceiling. The king bed was unmade, crumpled duvet covered with a mound of pillows.

The leopardess jumped onto the bed and unbuttoned her jeans, Ari slumping down in front of her. The two motioned for Isaac to sit down across from them. Ari reached around her girlfriend and pulled the tigress's sheath out from her panties, Ari a deep breath, the sound turning into a purr as her girlfriend fondled her. Isaac felt his whole body stiffen, his heart pumping under his chest.

"Excited to finally see all this in real life?" Kirralee asked.

"What?" Isaac looked up, his ears lowering.

"I told her about your AD account," Ari said, sinking down to nuzzle her girlfriend's sheath.

"How did you find out about my AD account?"

"You might not show your face, but I saw those cute little rosettes along your crotch nearly every day in college. I still know what they look like."

"I was trying to keep that a secret, I didn't want it to seem like I was stalking you."

Ari kissed the top of Kirralee's sheath, the tigress purring and putting a hand on the back of her head. "Also, it's cute when your voice gets all squeaky like that."

"Ari told me you were moving, so we figured this would be a nice surprise," Kirralee said. Ari dipped her head down and wrapped her lips around the tip of her girlfriend's penis, and Kirralee gently thrust her hips as she grew inside the leopardess's muzzle. "You should undress unless you plan to just sit and watch."

Kirralee's voice, playful and assertive, made the statement sound like a demand, and Isaac pulled off his shirt. His pants and underwear followed, in one smooth motion. His tail instinctively curled around his hips to hide his erection, his cathood achingly hard since Kirralee took off her top in the living room.

"Looks like someone can't wait much longer." She pulled her hand away from the back of Ari's head, the tigress pulling her head up with a gasp, strings of saliva connecting her lips to her girlfriend's erection. Ari looked up at Isaac, wiping her lips.

"Top, or bottom?" She asked.

The question took a few seconds to register, Isaac's head was foggy with arousal and the faint, dark scent of musk that wasn't his own. "Uh, I'll top."

Ari smiled and reached up to a wooden shelf, pulling down a condom and ripping it open with her teeth. She crawled forward on the bed, swatting his tail out of the way as she gently unrolled the condom over his barbed tip. Isaac shuddered, a tingle shooting down his spine--it had been too long since he felt the touch of another.

"I guess I'm getting her all nice and ready," Kirralee said as she leaned down, her tongue lapping wetly at Ari's undertail. The feline let out a soft mewl as the tongue ran across the most intimate spot on her body, her hands shuddering as she rolled the condom down Isaac's already sizable length.

While the other two were preoccupied, Kirralee pulled down a bottle of lube from that same shelf, pouring a copious amount onto her fingers. Ari arched her back approvingly as the digits slipped inside her, first two, then three.

"She'll be taking my whole hand soon."

Isaac tried to make some provocative remark, but it came out as a high-pitched mumble once Ari's tongue wrapped around his sac.

Kirralee tapped Ari's rear, the tigress lowering her hips so they were in just the right position as the leopardess sat up on her knees, guiding her erection under her tail.

"You going first?" Isaac said, the words taking a great deal of concentration as Ari lapped playfully at his taint, his pre filling the tip of the condom.

"What can I say, I like putting on a show."

She put her hands on Ari's hips, pushing herself in to the hilt in one smooth, slow motion. Ari rumbled happily, her paw squeezing the base of Isaac's erection as she rolled his balls around in her mouth. Isaac leaned back against the headboard, his arms limply resting at his side as Ari's muzzle nuzzled under his legs, scratchy barbed tongue exploring regions that had remained unloved for years. He spread his legs, egging her on.

"You, _ah,"_her tongue slid up the narrow space between the root of his penis and the beginning of his thigh, "really haven't changed much, have you?" Ari just giggled lightly in return.

"I'm not surprised." Kirralee added, "she's always been a tease with that tongue."

As if on cue, that very tongue grazed across the edge of his undertail, and Isaac made a sound in a hitherto unavailable register. Kirralee cooed warmly, each of her slow, forceful thrusts pushing Ari's muzzle farther between his legs. Isaac had to stop himself from feeling a pang of jealousy--each slow, rhythmic pull-out revealed a size and girth that was well in excess of his own. It gave him an idea.

He gently scratched under Ari's chin. She pulled away from under him and looked up, as he pushed his erection down with his thumb, the tip pointing at her lips. The motion was familiar to both of them, and she opened her muzzle, wrapping her tongue around his shaft as she took him in her mouth, all the way to the base.

"You, couldn't do that, ah, before." He bit his lip as he fought his instinct to thrust into her.

"Yeah, that took some training," Kirralee said. The hairband holding up her ponytail had fallen away, black-brown hair falling over her shoulders and across her breasts, her gaze pointed downward as she watched herself rut into her girlfriend.

Isaac's self-restraint was falling away, he pushed his hips upward with his hand on the back of Ari's head, and in response she pushed herself forward, her nose buried in the milky white fur of his crotch. Her hands darted between her legs to paw at her erection as she inhaled his scent.

"How do you feel about sloppy seconds, hmm?" Kirralee said, the question ending in a growl that signaled her approaching climax.

Isaac felt a pang of relief. He wasn't going to last much longer himself. "That...sounds fun."

"Agreed." The next thrust was somehow hard enough to force Isaac's erection even deeper down Ari's throat, eliciting a quiet gag as she held her position. Kirralee bent over, forcing Ari's hips down as she whispered, "you want me to finish inside you so your boyfriend can fuck you?"

Ari pulled her muzzle away, gasping for air. Isaac nearly came on the spot as her tongue dragged across the underside of his penis. She made a sound that could have been a yes, but her gaping jaw and desperate breathy moans muddled any kind of speech, and instead she just pushed her hips back into Kirralee, tail curling above the two of them.

The tigress fell on top of her mate, hips pressed firmly against Ari. She let out a deep growl, her eyes rolling back as Ari just purred in response. Kirralee held her position, claws digging into the sheets, her breaths deep and rhythmic. When she finally pulled out, her motions were languid and relaxed, she planted a kiss behind Ari's right ear as she sat on her knees, her softening erection glistening with cum and stringy lube as her penis slid out from Ari's undertail. She used her palms to pull apart the tigress's cheeks.

"Fuck, what a good kitten."

Isaac watched the display unfold silently, his paw idly squeezing at the base of the erection, although he had no trouble keeping himself hard. He looked down at Ari and gently placed his hands on her cheeks, just under her chin.

"You ready for round two?" He was starting to feel in his element. Watching the girl he once spent four years with getting plowed into the bed had wiped away any lingering sense of awkwardness that often comes with one's first three-way. He wanted her--he wanted to fuck.

She gazed longingly up at him, her eyes wide and her lips glistening with spit. "Yeah, just like old times." She pulled herself up and turned around, tail raised as she pushed her back into Isaac's chest, legs straddling his hips. Kirralee's semen ran down from under her tail, dripping down her balls and onto the sheets. She reached behind her and took his erection in her hands, soft pawpads caressing his shaft as she guided him into place, before she lowered her hips, and he effortlessly slipped inside her. She was warm, wet, and he felt as she clenched around him. He reached around, holding her length in his paws, and started to stroke her as she bounced gently on him. Her penis was smaller than before the transition, but still satisfying to hold under his fingers. She was softer all around, her thighs plush and wide, and he felt stretch marks under the fur of her inner thigh. The new curves extended up to where her buttocks pressed into his legs, her rhythmic grinding, familiar after all these years, felt gentle and cushioned. The leopardess had already stretched her out, and he could feel what was almost certainly Kirralee's seed soaking into the fur around his balls.

The feline in question was resting against the headboard, idly pawing at herself as she watched. "God, you're so cute when you're getting worked over." She said smugly.

Ari mewled in response, turning her head to nuzzle at Isaac's chin. He couldn't help himself, and he craned his neck to kiss her cheek.

"I'm close." She said, almost a whisper.

"Yeah, me too."

She thrust into his paw, her motions quick and erratic, urgent desire taking charge. Isaac pushed himself into her, letting Ari do the work as her hips undulated into him. She bent forward and fell onto Kirralee's lap, then reached down to wrap her paws around Isaac's own as he stroked her.

Kirralee lovingly ran her paw through Ari's hair as the tigress's moans filled the room. "Any second now."

Isaac took the comment as an instruction, his thrusts becoming hard and heavy. Ari's back arched, her legs shaking as she let out a hoarse scream. She pushed back into him, and he felt her ring clenching against his penis. The sensation pushed him over the edge, his hips pressed tight against her as they coupled, his climax pulsing through his body in slow, hot waves as he emptied himself. Ari's erection twitched under his paws, her body shuddering as she pushed back into him. He held his place, awash in pleasure.

After the orgasm waned and he pulled himself out, Kirralee motioned to a small trash can in a corner of the room beside a desk. He stumbled out of the bed, unrolled the full--even by his usual quantity--condom, and fell back on the bed next to the two. Kirralee gently ran her paw through Ari's hair, cooing softly. The tigress mumbled, nuzzling into her girlfriend's paw. Isaac couldn't help but smile as he rubbed his feetpaws against Ari's legs, and in return she clamped her thighs between his outstretched foot, drawing him in.

"She talks about you a lot, you know."

Isaac looked up.

"I'm right here, you know," Ari said, her face buried in Kirralee's stomach fluff.

"Now that you live around here, you should drop by more." Kirralee just patted Ari's head in response.

Isaac almost said if there's sex like that I certainly will but he held himself back. "Yeah, that would be nice."

"You doing anything this Saturday?"

"No, why?"

"Figured you and I could go grab a coffee or something."

Ari giggled.

"What, like, a date?" Isaac said, nonplussed.

"Yeah, a date. So I can get to know you better if you're going to keep banging my girlfriend. Which she...clearly enjoys."

Another mumble of protest. Ari poked her head up. "You should do it. We make this a thing and we can raw again."

Isaac blushed under his fur. "Yeah, the three of us. That sounds nice. Saturday it is."

Ari fell onto her back again, this time resting her head on Isaac's stomach, her legs sprawled across Kirralee as the three rested in silence for the rest of the evening.