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I'm Dr Claude Michael Kitman II. I am a 26 year old African Lion cunt boy. A rich one too. I inherited $500 Million from my beloved Paternal Grandfather who I was named after. Grandpa Claude raised me after my parents died in a car wreck. I practice as a Cardiologist with my Med School mentor. Dr Travis Reynolds, a huge Wolverine. Travis is bigger than me. I'm 6' 4", 226 pounds. Travis is 6'8", 300 pounds of mixed Gray, Black and Dark Brown furred Mustelid. My fur is Golden Tan, with a Red Blond mane and tail tuft. Travis' hair is Salt and Pepper Gray and Black. His eyes are an amazing Golden Brown, while mine are Azure Blue. I look like any other male Lion with clothes on, but I have a virgin pussy between my legs. I was raised to want to keep it a secret.

The most important thing you need to know about Travis is that I have been crushing on him big time for 5 years. Travis is 10 years older than me. He's almost 37 years old. He's way buffer than me. His voice is deep and rich, and makes me goosebump when he says certain things. Not to mention how wet and sloppy my cunt gets when his musky scent fills my nostrils especially if he is sweaty. In short, I've got it bad for that particular Wolverine. I am ashamed to admit that I've masturbated thinking about him fucking me, and ridding me of my virginity. But so far I've been good and tried to hide how wet and horny he makes me.

I've had times when I just want to drop on my back in front of him, and spread my legs and beg him to put his kits in my belly. Wearing tight assed jeans like he likes to wear shows off his huge package, and makes my cunt drip like a leaky faucet.

I've gone into a Summer heat on an August Friday afternoon at my office and I'm trying to leave before anyone can scent it by leaving early. Travis comes by my house about 6PM to make sure I am OK. My butler Edward shows him back to my bedroom where I am laying down. Travis looks at me oddly, snuffling the air rapidly. "Claude, are you in heat?" Travis asks puzzled. I decide to just go for it so I stand up totally nude, my wet pussy revealed to my crush. Travis grins deeply.

"Claude, I thought you'd never admit to being intersex, I've known all along you had a pussy instead of a dick" he chuckles. He sounds calm but his huge cock is hard and tenting out his jeans. "Travis, I'm still a virgin could you help me out with that" I ask hopefully. Travis snickers. "Claude, I want to but if I do, it will really complicate things between us, cause you'll end up with my kits in your belly, and we wouldn't be able to practice together anymore, and we practice together better than anyone else I've worked with." he says calmly. I'm dumbstruck. "Claude, you should stay away from the office until your heat is over" Travis says. "I'm just trying to look out for both of us since your heat is clouding your mind and making you really horny right now, I don't want us to fuck and then your hormones calm down and you will regret it but are still stuck with my unwanted kits swelling your belly" Travis says trying to stay calm. "If I breed you I need you to really want to bear my kits." he says firmly. I tell Travis how long I have been crushing on him and beg him for his kits.

"It's just your hormones talking, Claude" he says getting annoyed. And Travis turns and leaves. I'm really angry now. I don't usually drink but I go to the bar I keep for guests and drink until I pass out.

When I wake up, I'm not alone. I am in my bed but there is someone laying next to me., We must of fucked since my cunt is a sloppy mess of semen, cunt juices, and blood. Whoever it is took my virginity, and since I can't feel or smell my heat anymore, he knocked me up. I really don't want to know who it is, but I look anyway. It's a passed out Travis. I'll have to wait for him to wake up to find out what happened. I get up and go into the bathroom, and douche. Too late for it to be considered a contraceptive measure just a hygienic one. When I finish I stand up and puke into the toilet as Travis' kits implant in my womb.

Travis walks in and gently rubs my back as I continue to retch into the john. "Babe, I went off and got drunk and thought about how you've always been with me, and realized that you really did love me, so I came back and dragged your drunk ass back to bed and did what I should have when you begged for my kits." Travis says happily. "I popped your cherry and knocked you up, we fucked hard 6 times, so I could be sure you'd be fat with my sons." he adds.

I try not to cry, but fail miserably. Travis hugs me. "You're not sorry I bred you, Claude?" he asks me anxiously. "No Travis, I just wish that I had been sober enough to at least remember you popping my cherry and knocking me up" I say quietly. He laughs. I rinse out my mouth and Travis drags me back to bed and we proceed to fuck hard for the rest of the night. My Wolverine is a real stud who gives me multiple, toe curling orgasms each time we fuck.

He marries my knocked up ass on Monday, and we're happy and fucking at least 4 times a day. In 2 weeks the Feline pregnancy test I take is positive, and we're both happy. My Wolverine tells me often how much he loves my knocked up 'pussy' self.

At 3 months, my ultrasound shows 3 big Wolverine kits growing in my belly. Travis is so proud of me and his sons. Travis is a good, and horny husband to me, and very supportive to me while I carry his sons.

My pregnancy is uneventful. Birthing Travis' huge Wolverine triplets is really hard and painful. But as I look at our big and healthy sons, and their proud sire, I am happy and content.

Travis is as horny as I am and I have to get used to being pregnant very frequently. We end up with 13 sons. 3 Lions and 10 Wolverine. All happy, big and healthy boys who are much loved by their parents.