[CAM] Chapter 7 - First panic

The next morning, when Arthom woke up by a slight movement of Laila, he noticed that the scent around him had his member hard and ready. It tickled the moist entrance of the mouse in front of him and he heard her soft moans.

Half in his dreams still, the panther slowly grinded forward and sank the full length of his member into the loving girl in front of him. Moans escaped from both their muzzles while he continued to grind with a slow pace, without opening his eyes.

Arthom did not want to wake up but bask in the wonderful wet and warm feeling around his member, the spicy fragrance around him and the warm feeling inside him.

His tongue licked over the head of the mouse in his arousal and the light grip of the hand of Laila on his showed him, that she felt just as awesome as he did.

This moment seemed to last for an eternity. He did not speed up but just steadily grind in and out of the girl, while she quivered around his rod and massaged it in her approaching orgasm.

Arthom just continued to slowly push his hips forward and pull it back while he felt the girl erupt around him.

He felt himself approach his orgasm slowly as well, when the walls around his penis clenched hard and he felt like his member was stuck in a hot waterfall. He did not last long after that and he did a few last grinding moves, before he pushed one last time up to the base, hilting inside the girl and poking the back of her womb, and grunted loud when his biggest orgasm of the week rushed over him and filled her with the worth of at least two normal orgasms.

The boy felt the belly under his hand bulged fast, until his flesh stopped to splash more of the sperm into the girl and just twitched inside the convulsing wet and warm embrace of the girl.

The breath of both was fast and Arthom now opened his eyes, fully awake after this morning activity.

"Good Morning my little Star." He whispered and licked over the cheek of the girl, that giggled silently under her huffs. "How do you feel?" he asked.

"Full", she answered and giggled again. "Oh yes, you sure feel full." He chuckled and caressed over her slightly bulged belly. "But I am sure you can fit much more in, right?" - "You want to try?" the girl taunted him, and he licked his lips and purred, while he pulled his penis back and pushed back in.

"I would love that." He remarked and established a slow rhythm again. Instantly, he felt the twitches around his member, that went weak while he just held his member in, revive and the girl moaned in the spiraling soft orgasm that he held her in while he felt his member, that started to go limb inside her, get hard again and explore all of her wet walls inside.

This time, she twitched and massaged him from the outside all the time, never leaving her orgasm that he dragged on with his slow grinding inside her, until he let out another load and made the belly of the girl bulge out clearly now.

"uh..." she groaned a bit, when his spurts subsided, and her insides slowly calmed down. "This surely is a lot. I think I am full now."

Arthom nodded and looked down at her belly. The erect dugs clearly stood erect and poked out of her fur and her light ping skin under the white belly looked stretched to the limit.

'She looks a bit like she's got a baby in there!' he thought and then he froze.

Arthom remembered, what he had learned in school. A girl in heat could get pregnant if she mated with a guy. He mated Laila during her heat. What would happen if he made the girl pregnant?

If this happened, he was sure their parents would recognize it was him, or not?

He even did not care at this point if their parents would get wind of it. What was about Laila? Could a girl this young even get pregnant? He had to find out and quickly. He was horrified by what the others would say, and what it would do to Laila, when she got pregnant from him.

The boy did not want to frighten the girl and therefore he forced himself to stay calm, while the thoughts raised havoc in his mind. He lay his hand on the bulged belly and held still, feeling how the arousal left him instantly when the thought crossed his mind and his member retreated quickly.

"We have to go to the shower, or else we will make a mess." He suddenly whispered and picked Laila up, who only groaned a bit in disagreement.

He put Laila under the shower and told her "You make sure to get cleaned up and then we will make breakfast."

Without waiting for a response, he pulled out of the girl and placed a kiss on her forehead, before he stepped out of the bathroom. He could see her gazing after him, when he turned to close the door, but after an annoyed moan of the girl, he heard the shower starting.

Arthom went to his room and started his computer to run a search in the internet. The thought did not let him rest and he wanted to make sure to know what he got himself, and Laila, into.

He found a few websites about the heat of animals, a few videos of animals mating, which he would have saved a few days ago but now just clicked away, and then he found an article about biology, reproduction, and the circle of female animals.

He learned that females went into heat on a regular basis and that the it depended on the species how often and when they went into heat.

The heat was the signal to the males, that they are ready to get pregnant and often males fought over the right to mate with a female.

Depending on the species, it took around 20 days for mice and around 67 days for cats, the gestation was different. Then they would bear a litter with multiple babies.

Everything Arthom read made him more nervous, but on this website, he could not find much more, so he started to browser further through the internet.

Most of the sources he found were about feral animals, but he was not sure if the same applied for anthros, with them being much more advanced in the evolution.

He sighed hard when he read on one website, that it was not possible for different species to reproduce, at least for feral animals. Sure, there was nothing about mice and cats because in the nature, feral cats would probably eat the mice instead of mating with them, but they brought examples of cats and dogs and even bigger animals like cows and horses.

On a rather shady looking website, he found out, that there were anthros, that mated with feral animals, but that they could not reproduce. Even if a feral dog was mated by an anthro dog, it seemed that their chromosomes were too different to produce a litter.

It took Arthom half an hour to finally find a website that addressed the topic he was looking for all the time. It was more of a magazine where people asked questions and doctors answered them and luckily, someone asked a question there, that came close to his.

"I am a weasel and my boyfriend is a golden retriever. We tried to get a baby for over a year now, but it seems I can't get pregnant, can you help us?"

The answer made Arthom sink into the chair and sigh.

"Like feral animals, anthros are still different by the species. It is not possible to breed across species but only in your own species." The doctor explained in the forum. "If you want kids, there is a program though to adopt one if you do some testes...."

Arthom's attention was suddenly drawn to his loins, that were warm and wet and he felt, that he had a stiff member. Looking down, he saw the white mouse girl, tugged under his table, licking away at his member that was maxed out again.

"What are you doing?" he said surprised a bit louder than he intended to. He had been so absorbed in the articles, that he didn't even notice that the girl was there.

"Cleaning you!" she replied and showed him a sticky smile. He looked at his member and she was right. She licked away all the juices that had been left there when he rushed out of the shower without cleaning up.

"I hoped that you would then recognize that I am here, but you did not regard me one bit." She put a pouting face on, and he felt guilty right away.

"I am sorry, that was not nice of me." He said and rolled back the chair to give the mouse more space to crawl out. "I just wanted to look something up but now it is all good." He explained and clicked a few times to close all the windows.

"Is it okay if I quickly jump into the shower as well before we go down for breakfast?" he asked and she nodded, still pouting.

Arthom made haste to get cleaned and dried and when he put on some clothes, he fetched the band he made the day before and went down the stairs. Laila already had put some cereals on the table and waited for him.

The boy quickly warmed up some cocoa in the microwave and returned with the cups to the room. "Be careful, this is still hot." He warned the girl and sat next to her.

"It was horrible that you just left me alone and then not even noticed me even when I was doing all that to you." She complained and Arthom saw that she still was angry at him.

"Yes, I am sorry." He apologized again and grabbed her paw. "I really am sorry. Do you give me a chance to make it up to you?" he asked and the girl, still looking stubborn at him, just nodded once.

"Hold your hand out and close your eyes." He told her and after some grumbling, she did as he asked. Carefully, he recovered the band from his pocket and put it around the wrist of the girl, closing it with a small brooch of Laila, that he had recovered. It was one of her favorite, with a little dolphin on it.

"Eye open!" he commanded and the girl, still looking grumpy, opened her eyes, but her expression changed fast into joy and happiness. "Is that for me?" she shouted and looked at her wrist from all angles.

"There are dolphins. And it has such a lovely color." She continued and between giggles and squeaks she turned the band around her wrist, looking at it from different directions and snuggled it against her cheek. "... and so soft..." Arthom heard under the squeaks.

"Do... do you like it? It took some time for me to make it and..." he did not get to finish the sentence. The girl jumped into his arm and threw her arms around his neck before she placed her lips on his and sank into a deep kiss with her boyfriend.

Arthom returned the kiss and they stayed like this, kissing, for several minutes. He felt the hands of Laila caress his neck and began to caress her neck, head, and ears while he closed his eyes and enjoyed the kiss. It seemed like all was good between them again.

The growling of his stomach brought the kiss to a close and Laila let go of him and with a slurping sound removed her mouth from his.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." She screamed. "So, you like it?" he asked and raised an eyebrow while looking at her, waiting for an answer.

"You have to ask?" she gasped for air from her excitement. "I adore it. It is the cutest, softest, bestest present I ever got." She said and caressed the wrist band with a loving gaze. Arthom did not correct her, that bestest was not a proper word, because he was happy that she liked his present.

"I was thinking about a ring, but then it would be too obvious, and we wanted to keep it secret." He explained. "This is why I thought a wrist band to show our connection would be good. Others will just see it as a gift, but we know what it means."

"That I belong to you!" she said with tears of joy in her eyes. "Yes, and I belong to you!" he replied and this time he advanced towards her and pulled her into a long kiss, that was much wetter than before, because Laila could not hold back her tears of joy and soaked both their facial fur.

Another growl, this time from the belly of Laila, broke the kiss up and both returned to their seat.

"I think we really should start eating." Arthom said and gave a napkin to Laila, so she could dry her eyes.

"The cocoa still is warm, but if we wait any longer, we have to put it back into the mwave!" he chuckled. The word Mwave was something that they used ever since Laila had been a toddler. In her baby language, she had had trouble saying "microwave" and always said "mmmmmwave" which became the new word for the machine in both families.

He watched Laila drink the cocoa and poured some milk over her cereals to soak them, before he did the same with his own bowl.

"Enjoy your meal!" he said and together they started to dig in and soon the only sound audible was the crunching of the cereals and the gulping of both when they gushed it down with some cocoa.

They took their time with the breakfast and the rest of the day was very calm and relaxed. Neither of them seemed to have energy to run around and most of the time, they just sat on the sofa or in the monkey swing in the garden with the arm around each other.

Laila still often looked at her new accessory with a sparkle in her eyes and Arthom was happy, that all his work and his idea of creating it had such a success.

"Where did you buy it, and when?" Laila asked in the evening, still fascinated by the band. "I don't think I ever have seen one at the supermarket and you were not away that long."

Arthom cleared his throat three times before he felt like he could speak without his voice cracking.

"I... crafted it myself." He said. "You know, like the bands I made for your birthday party two years ago. I never have done such a big one though, but I wanted it to be perfect for you."

Again, tears filled the eyes of Laila and she put her arms around his neck and pressed her tearful eyes into his chest.

"You are the best friend a girl ever could wish for." She whispered between her sobs.

"For the cutest and most beautiful girl only the best." Arthom whispered back and caressed over her back. This moment, where they just sat there in a soft hug, feeling the fur through the shirt of the girl and feeling her hands softly gripping into the fur at his neck and listening to her soft sobs, that slowly faded away, was magical.

Arthom felt like this moment was even more intense, more beautiful, and more exciting than any mating he had have with Laila. There was so much love in this loose hug. So much feelings and affection and understanding.

In this moment, the boy understood that they really had become real boyfriend and girlfriend. The sex they had was not as meaningful as this connection, this hug, this moment.

It was peaceful and calm, and it soothed his mind. This was the most perfect moment and he wished that it would never end.