Bonus Short Story: Your Shirt (Patreon)

10 AM; the perfect time to wake up in the morning. Parents have dropped their kids off at school, most people have gone to work, and the sun is high enough in the sky that the rays of light don’t peek through the blinds as aggressively. No birds to chirp outside your window to annoy you and definitely no roosters cock-a-doodle-do-ing their lungs out to get you out of bed. It was just the prime time to get up and kick-start your day.

Alex let out a soft chuff as she opened her eyes to her bedroom ceiling. “Hhhnnnnaaayyyyyuuh…” she yawned and stretched her arms and legs out to wake her muscles up. She wiggled her padded toes before she rolled onto her side to look at the other side of the bed where her partner slept. “Hey, good morn-..” she blinked when she saw that the other side of her bed was empty and that her boyfriend had already gotten out of bed before it was the golden wake-up hour. “Awh…” she frowned as she threw the sheets and blankets off her and bounced up onto her feet.

“Hyyyuueeeeeeehhhhhuhhhhaaahh…” she stretched her arms over her head and stood on the tips of her toes for one final stretch. She wore a simple white button-up shirt that was both unbuttoned and way too big for her. One of the sleeves was rolled up, while the other covered most of her arm with plenty more fabric to spare. With her long hair messy and her fur unkempt in places, she made her way to the bedroom door and walked out to find her missing boyfriend.

Immediately after she left the bedroom, she could smell breakfast food in the air; bacon, eggs, pancakes, honey, coffee, and milk. Her nose wiggled and danced and she closed her eyes as she followed the pleasant smells in an almost cartoonish way.

‘Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff’ went her nose as she came down the stairs and headed to the kitchen, her tail swishing and swaying behind her. The sliding door to the kitchen was only partially closed, which allowed the smell of breakfast food to sift through the air. The tigress approached the door, peeked inside, and smiled at what she saw; her boyfriend in that cute “Kiss the Cook” apron she bought him a long time ago. She put her hand on the door handle, slid it open all the way, and leaned against the doorframe.

“I thought you said you’d never wear that?” she raised a brow at him and crossed her arms over her chest.

Alex’s boyfriend wasn’t entirely caught off-guard, despite the silent-step ability that felines had, but he was still surprised to see her.

He turned to face her and raised his brows, taking his eyes off the pancakes he was making for just a moment. “Really? I said that?”

“Mhmm,” the tiger nodded slowly and raised an eyebrow at him. “You said it was tacky, so you’d never ever wear it.”

The tigress’s boyfriend looked down at his apron and shrugged his shoulders. “I would never say such a thing!” he chuckled and turned his attention back to the pancakes he had on the cooker. He pulled the pan off the heat and quickly flipped the pancake from the pan onto the stack of ones he already made. He put the pan down and grabbed the plate with the pancake tower on it with both hands and turned around with them. “Ta-da…”

The stacks of fluffy golden cakes had steam floating off of them. He set the plate down on the kitchen island that stood between him and the tiger and grabbed some butter to place on top of the stack and some maple syrup to pour all over the top and let flow off the sides. The kitchen island was full of food; eggs, bacon, pancakes, and a pot of coffee. Her boyfriend put his hands at his hips, puffed his chest up, and smiled toothily at his girlfriend. “Breakfast is served!” he said right before he grabbed a strip of crispy bacon and plopped it into his mouth.

“Mhm, bacon.” He closed his eyes as he enjoyed his little bite. He then opened his eyes and looked at his girlfriend. “Hrm,” he tilted his head to the side slightly as he looked at the tigress standing against the doorframe. His eyes went to her face first but then slowly lingered down to the tuft of fluff in between her breasts where he spent a couple of seconds enjoying the soft volumetric fur, then his eyes went down to her chest and the exposed breasts that she had her arms crossed underneath. Her breasts looked so perky, he wanted to touch them and suck them so badly. Maybe after breakfast. Finally, after lingering on her chest for what seemed like forever, his eyes fell to that pawprint tattoo at her hip, and her exposed pussy in between her legs. It was then when Alex seemed to notice he was staring at her in ways not appropriate for the dining table!

“See something you like?” the tigress grinned at him, unfolding her arms from her chest and bringing one hand to play with a lock of her hair. When her arms came out from underneath her breasts, they dropped down and jiggled slightly, getting her boyfriend’s eyes to make a pitstop there before returning to her pretty bedhead face.

“Mhmm,” he bit his lip. “I see a couple of things I like.” He could feel some tension building in his pants despite his morning wood having already been dealt with earlier when he first woke up.

“Oh?” Alex raised her brow. “What is it?”

“That shirt you’re wearing… It looks really, really good on you.” He smiled.

“Your shirt? Does that mean you don’t want me to take it off?” the tigress raised her brow even further as she continued to play with her hair.

Her boyfriend quickly shook his head, “No, no, no….”

“Not until after breakfast, babe.”

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