Morning Routine

Story by MalCat on SoFurry

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#3 of Flavor Text

More art by Yoshi2332! This one featuring my lovely mate Delta.

Art by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/yoshi2332

Mallory by me, Delta by Delta.

Story by me.


Mallory was not a morning cat. Not at all. If not for her boyfriend she'd probably never leave her bed. But luckily he was there to prod her along, get her started every day. They had a pretty good system once they got out of bed too, Mallory hopped in the shower first so her longer hair had more time to dry while Delta brushed his teeth before they switched spots.

And so it started like every morning, Mallory showering, but this morning she was still slow, still sleepy. "If you take any longer I'm coming in there!", Delta warned her through a mouthful of toothpaste. She sighed, grumbling back to him, "Yeah, I'm hurrying."

That was a lie though. She had already washed and was now just enjoying the hot water, letting it run over and calm her. But today that lie of hers wasn't going to be taken lying down. Her calming time in the shower was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the glass door sliding open. She looked over in surprise to see her canine boyfriend coming right up behind her.

And he didn't stop there. He wrapped an arm around her, getting himself in nice and close, his shorter and coarser hair brushing against her own softer and longer fur. "What are you doing dear?" Mallory asked playfully as if she didn't know exactly where this was going. She wiggled her wet rear into him to encourage it too.

"Isn't it simple?", he growled into her ear, "This shower is MY territory now. Which means you are too." His hand started to slide lower down her belly while Mallory felt something poking her from behind. Something very familiar and always welcome.

It was probably a good thing she had stayed in the shower. Because she was going to need to wash up a bit more after he was done.

A Heroine's Fall

"Oh shit that really is her", one of the guards said as they walked into the room, seeing the famous heroine tied up and spread for all to see. Normally that fit body would be kicking the ass of anyone here without breaking a sweat. But normally she...

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False Moon 3: New Places

Julian rubbed at the cuffs on his wrists. It felt odd to be able to do so, even that small comfort having been denied to him for the past few days. He still had the magic restricting shackles on, but he was on a bed instead of chained to a wall in a...

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False Moon 2: The Prisoner

A desperate knock on the door of Mallory's room woke up Alexander. Mallory was still sleeping softly in his arms though, it took more than that to wake her. She was no longer knotted, but still cuddled up close to him. "What is it Amber?", he asked...

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