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She's carrying a small bag of takeout and a smirk that makes my stomach flip. \n\n``Heard you aced that test, nerd.'' she says, dropping the bag on her desk. \n\n``How do you know that already?'' I ask, confused, since I haven't even told my own parents yet. \n\n``Wyatt told me.'' She responds. ``Figured I'd come and congratulate you.''\n\nI sit up, cheeks warming. ``Thanks!''\n\nShe laughs, low and teasing, and crosses to my bed in two steps. ``Good? You're glowing, Char. Almost makes me jealous.'' \n\nShe hands me a container of food. I look at it cautiously, waiting for the trick. But she drops onto the bed beside me, opening her own container. She begins to eat, so I open mine and eat as well. \n\nWe sit and chat for about half an hour. I ask about basketball practice, and she groans about drills but grins when she mentions possibly making captain. She asks about my classes, actually listens when I ramble about the test questions. 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Quick and sharp, just enough to make the cotton bite into my pussy. \n\n``Still wet for me, ribbon girl?'' I gasp, paws flying to her wrist, but she's already letting go, grinning. ``Thought so. Now put the phone down. We're celebrating.''\n\nShe grabs me by my wrists and pulls me to my feet. We move to the center of the room and she starts to dance. Her hips move rhythmically, despite the lack of music. \n\n``Come on, Char.'' She says, her voice upbeat. ``Dance with me.''\n\nI stand awkwardly. She grinds against my body, pressing her ass against my waist. This can't be real, I think. There's no way she's doing this. \n\n``I-I don't know how to dance, Imogen.'' I say sheepishly. \n\n``Everyone knows how to dance, Char.'' She teases, grabbing my hands and placing them on her hips. ``Just try.''\n\nI start to move my body, trying to keep in time with her. She pushes off of me, taking a few steps forward, laughing and clapping. \n\n``That's the best you can do?'' She says through her laughs. ``Let me help you.''\n\nShe circles around me, making me feel like a piece of meat as she scans up and down my body. Then her paw shoots out, grabbing my fluffy pink tail right at the base. She yanks upward, sharp and sudden, forcing me to arch my back. \n\nPain sparks up my spine, but it's laced with heat. My tail's so sensitive, that every tug sends a jolt straight to my pussy. The fluffy pink fur at the base prickles under her claws, skin flushing hot where she grips. \n\nMy back arches involuntarily, breasts pressing against my sweater, nipples hardening from the mix of sting and thrill. Sweat beads on my fur as she yanks left, then right. My legs wobble, thighs rub together with each hop,and the friction teases my already-damp panties. \n\nMy ribbons curl tighter around my shoulders like they're trying to shield me, but the heat builds anyway, wetness gathering between my lips. I gasp, voice high and breathy, body trembling from the pull. It hurts. 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Instead, my body moves with each yank, heat pooling lower.\n\nShe laughs harder, yanking my tail side to side so I shake in place like a ragdoll. ``See, Char. I am helping you dance!''\n\n``That's not funny, Imogen!'' I say through gritted teeth, but my voice cracks. \n\nInside, shame burns hot. She's treating me like a toy, and I'm letting her. Worse, I'm getting wet from it. My hips sway with each tug, body betraying me, heat pooling faster between my legs. \n\nPart of me wants to pull away, to use my test high to stand up to her. But the other part craves her control, the way she makes me move for her amusement. I arch a little more, waiting for the next yank.\n\n``I think it's funny. I mean just look at that tail wag when I pull it.'' she laughs. ``You're practically begging for more.'' \n\nMy ribbons twitch helplessly, curling around my arms. I should pull away. Instead my hips sway with each tug, heat pooling faster between my legs.\n\n``Char, your tail is so fluffy, like a toy.'' She teases. She whips her tail from behind her back, grabbing it in her paw. ``Look at mine. Sleek and strong. \n\nImogen walks me over to her side of the room, she sits on her bed and yanks me forward by the tail. I fall over her lap in one smooth motion, landing with my midsection across her. \n\n``Oh great.'' I complain. ``What now, Imogen?''\n\nMy sweatpants are tugged down just enough to bare my, panty covered ass. I reach back and grab the waistband of my sweatpants, to pull them back up, but she yanks my tail. \n\n``YIP!'' I let out a loud sound, from the pain. ``Is this still the reward?'' I ask, forcing a smile. \n\nHer paw comes down, hard. Once, twice, sharp slaps that make my cheeks jiggle and sting. Heat blooms across my ass, reddening under her palm, the warmth spreading straight to my pussy. \n\nMy clit throbs with each smack, wetness gathering between my lips, soaking the cotton of my black panties. I put my paw over my muzzle to muffle the moans that slip out. \n\nMy nipples harden against my bra, breasts bouncing with every hit. Shame burns my cheeks, but so does arousal. I clench my thighs, trying to hide how much I'm dripping. \n\n``Your ass jiggles like jelly every time I hit it!'' she comments, squeezing one cheek. \n\nThe pressure sends a fresh wave of heat through me. I whimper, tail thrashing, but she holds it tight, using it to keep me in place. My fur heats, reddening under her palm. A wave of shame hits me, I know I'm a bit flabby. \n\n``My ass is firm from practice.'' she taunts, squeezing one cheek.\n\nShe grabs both of my cheeks, spreading them slightly, noting how the color blooms and fades. ``See that? Soft and pink, perfect for marking.'' \n\nShe releases, and they snap together with a soft slap. Another swat rains down, harder now, the sting building to a burn. My ass reddens deeper, fur prickling, each hit sending jolts to my clit. I whimper louder, tail thrashing wildly in her grip.\n\nShe continues, never giving me a second of composure. My thighs rub together, wetness slicking my panties. The room echoes with the sharp smacks, my moans muffled in my paw. Then she pauses, rubbing the heated fur in slow circles, then resumes. Harder and faster.\n\n``My body's built for winning,'' she taunts, spanking between words. ``Yours is built for taking it.''\n\nHer words sting deeper than the slaps, but my pussy clenches with every insult. I whimper, body arching into her hand. \n\n``Admit it, Char. You love being the soft little toy under my paw.'' She adds\n\nI don't reply, I just bite my paw pad to keep the squeals in. She's right though, I do love this. Maybe she'll stay with Wyatt tonight, so I can have some fun with myself while I think about this. \n\nSuddenly, the spanking stops, and she hoists me up. She grabs hold of my tail again, pulling back so I sit in her lap now. \n\n``I could feel your boobs swaying with every swat.'' She says, voice a sly tease. \n\nShe pulls her jersey up, exposing her black sports bra. My breath catches in surprise, then jealousy. Her breasts are perky, perfectly shaped, nipples faintly visible through the thin fabric. \n\nMy breasts feel heavy, soft in comparison, bouncing with every breath. Arceus, she's so confident. She can just expose herself like it's nothing. \n\nHeat flares low in my belly. I want to touch her, to feel how firm she is compared to my curves. But I don't dare. Desire twists with envy, making my pussy clench again. \n\n``My tits are pert. Yours soft and bouncy... Perfect for grabbing.'' She says as she shoves her paw under my sweater. \n\nShe begins to playfully grope my breasts through my bra. I move my paws to sway her away, but stop before I touch her. I sit for a moment, feeling her squeeze and rub me. \n\nHer paw slides between my legs while the other rests against my back. She rubs slow circles over my clit through soaked panties, the cotton clinging wetly to my swollen lips. My clit throbs under her touch, pulsing with every pass, sending sparks up my spine. Wetness seeps through the fabric, slicking her fingers, the musky scent of my arousal filling the room. My hips buck involuntarily, chasing her hand, thighs trembling from the building pressure.\n\n``You're dripping already.'' she murmurs. \n\nMy nipples strain against my bra, breasts rising and falling with ragged breaths. My ribbons twitch, curling around my arms in futile restraint. Sweat beads on my fur, matting the cream and pink, making my body slick and hot under her grip. The heat coils tighter in my core, unbearable. \n\nI whimper, voice high and broken, body arching into her touch. ``Please... Imogen...''\n\nShe increases pressure, driving me crazy. My pussy clenches around nothing, clit throbbing painfully, wetness dripping down my inner thighs. I'm so close, but she stops, leaving me gasping on the edge.\n\n``Someone's getting all worked up, huh?'' She whispers into my ear. ``About to cum after twenty seconds of me rubbing this slutty cunt. You're so pathetic, Charena.''\n\nShe's right, I am. What am I? Some virgin guy that busts a nut the first time he touches a boob? But I can't help it. I hate it, but she's everything I want right now. \n\nShe pushes aside my panties and her fingers slip inside me. I let out a moan, not even trying to cover it anymore. Her two claws curl against that spot that makes me gasp. \n\nShe alternates between building me up fast, then stopping just as my hips buck. It's torture, I'm clay in her hands. She's playing with me like I'm a toy. \n\n ``Beg.'' she says. ``Beg me to let you finish.''\n\nI swallow hard, gathering my nerves. ``Please, Imogen... let me cum.'' I whisper, voice breaking. \n\nShe keeps edging me, increasing then decreasing her pace. Twice more, three times more. Her fingers curling against that spot, thumb circling my clit until my hips buck wildly, moans turning desperate. Each time I near the climax she stops, pulling her hand away just as my muscles clench. \n\n``Not yet, slut,'' she whispers, voice low and mocking. ``Beg louder.''\n\n``Please, Imogen! Please let me cum!'' I gasp, voice breaking into a whine. ``I need it, Imogen. I can't take it anymore.''\n\nShe laughs softly, fingers hovering. ``Say it. Say you're my little ribbon slut.''\n\n``I'm your little ribbon slut,'' I whisper, tears pricking my eyes. ``Please, Imogen... Please make me cum.''\n\nShe thrusts deep again, thumb pressing hard on my clit. My body jerks, pussy squeezing around her fingers, and the orgasm finally crashes through me. I squirt onto her shorts, juices spilling in hot pulses, soaking the fabric. My ribbons spasm, tail curls tight, body trembling on her lap.\n\nShe laughs softly. ``Good girl.''\n\nShe pushes me off her lap onto the floor. I land on my hands and knees, thighs slick, ass stinging red. She stands, peels off her soaked shorts. \n\n``Damn, Char.'' She says, looking at her panties, also wet with my release. ``You really made a mess.''\n\nI stay on the ground, mesmerized by her. She swiftly pulls down her panties, stepping out of them. She stands bare-pussy in front of me. My tail wags involuntarily, eyes wide, breath catching. \n\nShe notices, and smirks. ``On your knees, perv.''\n\nI obey, heart pounding. She puts one leg on her bed, arching her back, so her pussy presses toward me. I lean in, excited, tongue out. I can smell her scent. It's musky, aroused, and intoxicating. I can see the slickness glistening on her lips. My tail wags faster, heart pounding.\n\nI get mere inches from her, tongue extended to taste her, but before I make contact she pushes my face away with her paw, laughing.\n\n``Down, little ribbon slut.'' She teases, stepping back. ``You really thought I'd let you lick this pussy?''\n\nI freeze on my knees, face burning, tongue still out for a second before I pull it back. The rejection stings sharp and humiliating, but it only makes my pussy clench harder. \n\nShe stands over me, bare and confident, smirking down. ``Maybe next time, bitch.''\n\nShe takes her leg off the bed and side-steps me. I sit in bewilderment on the floor, watching as she grabs a towel from her dresser and wraps it around her waist. Then she throws some casual clothes into her bag and heads for the door.\n\n``See you later, Char.'' She says, rushing out of the room without looking back. \n\nThe door clicks shut, leaving me alone with the echo of her laugh. \n\nI sit on the floor, ass throbbing, pussy still fluttering with aftershocks. The skin on my cheeks burns hot and red, every shift sending a fresh sting through me. My fur is matted with sweat, sticky between my thighs where wetness has cooled and clung. \n\nMy clit pulses faintly, oversensitive, each heartbeat reminding me how she made me cum on her lap. The musky scent of my release hangs in the air, mixing with Imogen's lingering cherry-sweat smell.\n\nMy ribbons droop limply over my shoulders, exhausted. My tail curls around my leg, still tingling from her grip. I peel off my soaked panties, the fabric clinging stubbornly to my lips, and toss them aside. \n\nThe cool air hits my bare pussy, making me shiver. Shame floods me again, but so does satisfaction. One of the most intense orgasms I've ever had. My body hums with it, even as tears prick my eyes.\n\nI consider going for a shower, but I decide to wait a little while. I collapse onto my bed and put my pillow over my face, screaming lightly into it. Shame mixes with satisfaction, leaving me trembling under the covers. The pack of panties in my bag feels like a promise. Tonight she left me wanting. Next time she might not.\n\nI smile into the cushion, letting out a shaky chuckle. Whatever she does next, whether it's more spanking, more tail pulling, more edging until I beg, or more wedgies. I know I'll crave it. I'll beg for it. My pussy flutters one last time at the thought.\n\nI want more.\n\nThe End\n\n"
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3826298_5930724_FoxyVulpo_sylveon_x_umbreon_4.writing.json · CAS artifact Download
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"writing": "Ribbon Slut: Reward Session\n\nI push the door to the dorm shut as I step inside. I drop my bag onto the ground by my bed and plop onto it. I aced the advanced math test, and the score still buzzes in my chest like a secret victory. \n\nI sprawl out on my bed in my gray sweatpants and soft white sweater, with black bra and panties underneath. The dorm is quiet, just the low hum of the mini-fridge, the faint thump of music from down the hall, and the soft rustle of my own breathing. The desk lamp casts a warm circle on my cream fur, making the dark pink accents on my ears and tail stand out softly. \n\nMy textbooks are finally closed, the test paper tucked safely in my bag with a big red ``A'' circled at the top. I did it. I aced it. For once I'm not the girl who gets yanked around. Today, I'm the one who figured out the equations, solved the proofs, and beat the curve.\n\nI stretch out on my bed, legs dangling off the edge, and let the buzz settle in my chest. No more panic. No more late-night cramming. Just me, alone, feeling... capable. \n\nImogen's been around more lately. After the dining hall incident she started staying in the dorm, instead of crashing at Wyatt's. We've actually been hanging out. We've watched those dumb reality shows she pretends to hate, shared snacks, even laughed at nothing. \n\nShe still teases me, still gives me little wedgies when I'm bent over my desk or reaching for something high, but it feels different now. Less mean, more... playful. Like she's testing how much I'll take, how much I'll pretend to hate it. My paw drifts lower, brushing the waistband of my sweatpants. I tell myself to stop. I don't.\n\nThe door bangs open and Imogen strides in, still in her basketball jersey and athletic shorts, fur slightly damp from practice. Her musky scent of sweat and cherry energy drinks rolls off her. She's carrying a small bag of takeout and a smirk that makes my stomach flip. \n\n``Heard you aced that test, nerd.'' she says, dropping the bag on her desk. \n\n``How do you know that already?'' I ask, confused, since I haven't even told my own parents yet. \n\n``Wyatt told me.'' She responds. ``Figured I'd come and congratulate you.''\n\nI sit up, cheeks warming. ``Thanks!''\n\nShe laughs, low and teasing, and crosses to my bed in two steps. ``Good? You're glowing, Char. Almost makes me jealous.'' \n\nShe hands me a container of food. I look at it cautiously, waiting for the trick. But she drops onto the bed beside me, opening her own container. She begins to eat, so I open mine and eat as well. \n\nWe sit and chat for about half an hour. I ask about basketball practice, and she groans about drills but grins when she mentions possibly making captain. She asks about my classes, actually listens when I ramble about the test questions. At one point her knee bumps mine, lingering a second longer than necessary. She smirks when I flinch, then reaches over and tugs lightly on one of my ribbons, playfully, not mean. \n\n``Still sensitive, huh?'' she teases.\n\nI swat her paw away, laughing despite myself. ``Stop that.''\n\nShe leans closer, voice dropping. ``Make me.''\n\nThe air between us feels charged, less like old bullying and more like... something else. My cheeks warm again. When we finish eating, she gathers the containers and tosses them into the takeout bag with casual grace.\n\n``Ready for your reward?'' she asks, wicked grin returning.\n\n``I thought the food was my reward?'' I say, chuckling lightly. \n\nShe stands, stretching lazily, jersey riding up to show a strip of toned midriff. ``You know,'' she says, circling to my bed, ``aced test or not, you're still the same nerdy little thing.''\n\nShe swiftly closes the distance between us, hooks a claw in my sweatpants waistband, and yanks upward. Quick and sharp, just enough to make the cotton bite into my pussy. \n\n``Still wet for me, ribbon girl?'' I gasp, paws flying to her wrist, but she's already letting go, grinning. ``Thought so. Now put the phone down. We're celebrating.''\n\nShe grabs me by my wrists and pulls me to my feet. We move to the center of the room and she starts to dance. Her hips move rhythmically, despite the lack of music. \n\n``Come on, Char.'' She says, her voice upbeat. ``Dance with me.''\n\nI stand awkwardly. She grinds against my body, pressing her ass against my waist. This can't be real, I think. There's no way she's doing this. \n\n``I-I don't know how to dance, Imogen.'' I say sheepishly. \n\n``Everyone knows how to dance, Char.'' She teases, grabbing my hands and placing them on her hips. ``Just try.''\n\nI start to move my body, trying to keep in time with her. She pushes off of me, taking a few steps forward, laughing and clapping. \n\n``That's the best you can do?'' She says through her laughs. ``Let me help you.''\n\nShe circles around me, making me feel like a piece of meat as she scans up and down my body. Then her paw shoots out, grabbing my fluffy pink tail right at the base. She yanks upward, sharp and sudden, forcing me to arch my back. \n\nPain sparks up my spine, but it's laced with heat. My tail's so sensitive, that every tug sends a jolt straight to my pussy. The fluffy pink fur at the base prickles under her claws, skin flushing hot where she grips. \n\nMy back arches involuntarily, breasts pressing against my sweater, nipples hardening from the mix of sting and thrill. Sweat beads on my fur as she yanks left, then right. My legs wobble, thighs rub together with each hop,and the friction teases my already-damp panties. \n\nMy ribbons curl tighter around my shoulders like they're trying to shield me, but the heat builds anyway, wetness gathering between my lips. I gasp, voice high and breathy, body trembling from the pull. It hurts. It feels good. I hate how much I want her to yank harder.\n\n``Imogen!'' I yelp. ``What're you doing?''\n\n``Walk.'' she orders, pulling my tail like a leash. \n\nMy tail curls tight in her grip. She makes me pace the small room. She yanks my tail left and I hop sideways, paws flailing for balance. \n\n``Left turn!'' she calls, like a dance instructor. \n\nThen right, pulling so I spin awkwardly. My hips sway with the force, feet stumbling to keep up. She laughs, clapping her paws. \n\n``Now twirl!'' She calls out. \n\nAnother sharp tug circles me around, tail throbbing in her grip.\n\n``Imogen, it hurts!'' I gasp, but she ignores me, pulling up to make me arch on my toes. \n\n``See, Char? That's a pirouette. You're dancing now!'' Her voice is upbeat, mocking, as she forces me into a clumsy waltz around the room. \n\nMy ribbons twitch wildly, curling around my arms in embarrassment. I should stop this. Instead, my body moves with each yank, heat pooling lower.\n\nShe laughs harder, yanking my tail side to side so I shake in place like a ragdoll. ``See, Char. I am helping you dance!''\n\n``That's not funny, Imogen!'' I say through gritted teeth, but my voice cracks. \n\nInside, shame burns hot. She's treating me like a toy, and I'm letting her. Worse, I'm getting wet from it. My hips sway with each tug, body betraying me, heat pooling faster between my legs. \n\nPart of me wants to pull away, to use my test high to stand up to her. But the other part craves her control, the way she makes me move for her amusement. I arch a little more, waiting for the next yank.\n\n``I think it's funny. I mean just look at that tail wag when I pull it.'' she laughs. ``You're practically begging for more.'' \n\nMy ribbons twitch helplessly, curling around my arms. I should pull away. Instead my hips sway with each tug, heat pooling faster between my legs.\n\n``Char, your tail is so fluffy, like a toy.'' She teases. She whips her tail from behind her back, grabbing it in her paw. ``Look at mine. Sleek and strong. \n\nImogen walks me over to her side of the room, she sits on her bed and yanks me forward by the tail. I fall over her lap in one smooth motion, landing with my midsection across her. \n\n``Oh great.'' I complain. ``What now, Imogen?''\n\nMy sweatpants are tugged down just enough to bare my, panty covered ass. I reach back and grab the waistband of my sweatpants, to pull them back up, but she yanks my tail. \n\n``YIP!'' I let out a loud sound, from the pain. ``Is this still the reward?'' I ask, forcing a smile. \n\nHer paw comes down, hard. Once, twice, sharp slaps that make my cheeks jiggle and sting. Heat blooms across my ass, reddening under her palm, the warmth spreading straight to my pussy. \n\nMy clit throbs with each smack, wetness gathering between my lips, soaking the cotton of my black panties. I put my paw over my muzzle to muffle the moans that slip out. \n\nMy nipples harden against my bra, breasts bouncing with every hit. Shame burns my cheeks, but so does arousal. I clench my thighs, trying to hide how much I'm dripping. \n\n``Your ass jiggles like jelly every time I hit it!'' she comments, squeezing one cheek. \n\nThe pressure sends a fresh wave of heat through me. I whimper, tail thrashing, but she holds it tight, using it to keep me in place. My fur heats, reddening under her palm. A wave of shame hits me, I know I'm a bit flabby. \n\n``My ass is firm from practice.'' she taunts, squeezing one cheek.\n\nShe grabs both of my cheeks, spreading them slightly, noting how the color blooms and fades. ``See that? Soft and pink, perfect for marking.'' \n\nShe releases, and they snap together with a soft slap. Another swat rains down, harder now, the sting building to a burn. My ass reddens deeper, fur prickling, each hit sending jolts to my clit. I whimper louder, tail thrashing wildly in her grip.\n\nShe continues, never giving me a second of composure. My thighs rub together, wetness slicking my panties. The room echoes with the sharp smacks, my moans muffled in my paw. Then she pauses, rubbing the heated fur in slow circles, then resumes. Harder and faster.\n\n``My body's built for winning,'' she taunts, spanking between words. ``Yours is built for taking it.''\n\nHer words sting deeper than the slaps, but my pussy clenches with every insult. I whimper, body arching into her hand. \n\n``Admit it, Char. You love being the soft little toy under my paw.'' She adds\n\nI don't reply, I just bite my paw pad to keep the squeals in. She's right though, I do love this. Maybe she'll stay with Wyatt tonight, so I can have some fun with myself while I think about this. \n\nSuddenly, the spanking stops, and she hoists me up. She grabs hold of my tail again, pulling back so I sit in her lap now. \n\n``I could feel your boobs swaying with every swat.'' She says, voice a sly tease. \n\nShe pulls her jersey up, exposing her black sports bra. My breath catches in surprise, then jealousy. Her breasts are perky, perfectly shaped, nipples faintly visible through the thin fabric. \n\nMy breasts feel heavy, soft in comparison, bouncing with every breath. Arceus, she's so confident. She can just expose herself like it's nothing. \n\nHeat flares low in my belly. I want to touch her, to feel how firm she is compared to my curves. But I don't dare. Desire twists with envy, making my pussy clench again. \n\n``My tits are pert. Yours soft and bouncy... Perfect for grabbing.'' She says as she shoves her paw under my sweater. \n\nShe begins to playfully grope my breasts through my bra. I move my paws to sway her away, but stop before I touch her. I sit for a moment, feeling her squeeze and rub me. \n\nHer paw slides between my legs while the other rests against my back. She rubs slow circles over my clit through soaked panties, the cotton clinging wetly to my swollen lips. My clit throbs under her touch, pulsing with every pass, sending sparks up my spine. Wetness seeps through the fabric, slicking her fingers, the musky scent of my arousal filling the room. My hips buck involuntarily, chasing her hand, thighs trembling from the building pressure.\n\n``You're dripping already.'' she murmurs. \n\nMy nipples strain against my bra, breasts rising and falling with ragged breaths. My ribbons twitch, curling around my arms in futile restraint. Sweat beads on my fur, matting the cream and pink, making my body slick and hot under her grip. The heat coils tighter in my core, unbearable. \n\nI whimper, voice high and broken, body arching into her touch. ``Please... Imogen...''\n\nShe increases pressure, driving me crazy. My pussy clenches around nothing, clit throbbing painfully, wetness dripping down my inner thighs. I'm so close, but she stops, leaving me gasping on the edge.\n\n``Someone's getting all worked up, huh?'' She whispers into my ear. ``About to cum after twenty seconds of me rubbing this slutty cunt. You're so pathetic, Charena.''\n\nShe's right, I am. What am I? Some virgin guy that busts a nut the first time he touches a boob? But I can't help it. I hate it, but she's everything I want right now. \n\nShe pushes aside my panties and her fingers slip inside me. I let out a moan, not even trying to cover it anymore. Her two claws curl against that spot that makes me gasp. \n\nShe alternates between building me up fast, then stopping just as my hips buck. It's torture, I'm clay in her hands. She's playing with me like I'm a toy. \n\n ``Beg.'' she says. ``Beg me to let you finish.''\n\nI swallow hard, gathering my nerves. ``Please, Imogen... let me cum.'' I whisper, voice breaking. \n\nShe keeps edging me, increasing then decreasing her pace. Twice more, three times more. Her fingers curling against that spot, thumb circling my clit until my hips buck wildly, moans turning desperate. Each time I near the climax she stops, pulling her hand away just as my muscles clench. \n\n``Not yet, slut,'' she whispers, voice low and mocking. ``Beg louder.''\n\n``Please, Imogen! Please let me cum!'' I gasp, voice breaking into a whine. ``I need it, Imogen. I can't take it anymore.''\n\nShe laughs softly, fingers hovering. ``Say it. Say you're my little ribbon slut.''\n\n``I'm your little ribbon slut,'' I whisper, tears pricking my eyes. ``Please, Imogen... Please make me cum.''\n\nShe thrusts deep again, thumb pressing hard on my clit. My body jerks, pussy squeezing around her fingers, and the orgasm finally crashes through me. I squirt onto her shorts, juices spilling in hot pulses, soaking the fabric. My ribbons spasm, tail curls tight, body trembling on her lap.\n\nShe laughs softly. ``Good girl.''\n\nShe pushes me off her lap onto the floor. I land on my hands and knees, thighs slick, ass stinging red. She stands, peels off her soaked shorts. \n\n``Damn, Char.'' She says, looking at her panties, also wet with my release. ``You really made a mess.''\n\nI stay on the ground, mesmerized by her. She swiftly pulls down her panties, stepping out of them. She stands bare-pussy in front of me. My tail wags involuntarily, eyes wide, breath catching. \n\nShe notices, and smirks. ``On your knees, perv.''\n\nI obey, heart pounding. She puts one leg on her bed, arching her back, so her pussy presses toward me. I lean in, excited, tongue out. I can smell her scent. It's musky, aroused, and intoxicating. I can see the slickness glistening on her lips. My tail wags faster, heart pounding.\n\nI get mere inches from her, tongue extended to taste her, but before I make contact she pushes my face away with her paw, laughing.\n\n``Down, little ribbon slut.'' She teases, stepping back. ``You really thought I'd let you lick this pussy?''\n\nI freeze on my knees, face burning, tongue still out for a second before I pull it back. The rejection stings sharp and humiliating, but it only makes my pussy clench harder. \n\nShe stands over me, bare and confident, smirking down. ``Maybe next time, bitch.''\n\nShe takes her leg off the bed and side-steps me. I sit in bewilderment on the floor, watching as she grabs a towel from her dresser and wraps it around her waist. Then she throws some casual clothes into her bag and heads for the door.\n\n``See you later, Char.'' She says, rushing out of the room without looking back. \n\nThe door clicks shut, leaving me alone with the echo of her laugh. \n\nI sit on the floor, ass throbbing, pussy still fluttering with aftershocks. The skin on my cheeks burns hot and red, every shift sending a fresh sting through me. My fur is matted with sweat, sticky between my thighs where wetness has cooled and clung. \n\nMy clit pulses faintly, oversensitive, each heartbeat reminding me how she made me cum on her lap. The musky scent of my release hangs in the air, mixing with Imogen's lingering cherry-sweat smell.\n\nMy ribbons droop limply over my shoulders, exhausted. My tail curls around my leg, still tingling from her grip. I peel off my soaked panties, the fabric clinging stubbornly to my lips, and toss them aside. \n\nThe cool air hits my bare pussy, making me shiver. Shame floods me again, but so does satisfaction. One of the most intense orgasms I've ever had. My body hums with it, even as tears prick my eyes.\n\nI consider going for a shower, but I decide to wait a little while. I collapse onto my bed and put my pillow over my face, screaming lightly into it. Shame mixes with satisfaction, leaving me trembling under the covers. The pack of panties in my bag feels like a promise. Tonight she left me wanting. Next time she might not.\n\nI smile into the cushion, letting out a shaky chuckle. Whatever she does next, whether it's more spanking, more tail pulling, more edging until I beg, or more wedgies. I know I'll crave it. I'll beg for it. My pussy flutters one last time at the thought.\n\nI want more.\n\nThe End\n\n"
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profile.api.json · CAS artifact Download
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3826298_5930724_FoxyVulpo_sylveon_x_umbreon_4.pools.json · CAS artifact Download
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