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Golden sunbeams filter through the slits in the old wood paneled window, tickling your closed eyes with sensations of wakefulness. With a groan you find alertness and take stock of your surroundings.
You lie on a large bed in a simply furnished room; a room you rented from the town tavern. Last night there had been quite a large festival, some of the memories of which were a bit foggy for you, but you remember spending a fun-filled evening at that tavern... and hitting off well with one particularly cute waitress.
"Oh shoot, Rachel!" you exclaim looking quickly around the room. Finally you notice a lump under the covers in bed beside you, gently rising and falling with steady breaths. You sigh and smile fondly at the lump.
You'd met Rachel, one of the local girls working at the tavern last night, and the two of you became rather close in a short amount of time. She was very friendly, and sweet, and a good conversationalist, and pretty as a flower. When she had breaks in her work, you both walked around the town together and enjoyed the festival sights, and when she had to return to her job, you accompanied her back to the tavern. A few times you even offered to help with the workload, seeing how understaffed they were for such a big event. The help was gratefully accepted.
As the night drew on you rented your room just before they all filled up, and with a slight bit of nerves, you offered Rachel to share the room with you, since space was scarce. To your delight she accepted! However, your hopes of a steamy evening of young romance fizzled out when her shift lasted deep into the night, and you found yourself unable to stay awake for her.
"You must have snuck in here some time after I passed out," you muttered at the sleeping lump. "Poor dear was probably exhausted working so hard."
With a mischievous smile you pull back the blanket, expecting to see orange fur, red hair, and a little pink nose... but instead you're greeted by white fluffy paws and round toe beans.
In your still drowsy state, the sight of feet where a head should be shocks you senseless, then slowly you piece it together and laugh. With a strong motion you throw off the rest of the blanket and reveal the sleeping kitty. Rachel indeed slipped into bed in the wee hours of the night, but she fell asleep facing the wrong way. You admire her creamy orange fur gleaming in the sunbeams, her scarlet hair messily strewn around her face and shoulders, and most of all her cute slender body curled up. She had changed into a pink night shirt that was a tad too small, revealing her soft white breasts pressed against the sheets, and a tiny pink thong that showed off her long legs and round butt pristinely.
You catch yourself staring and decide you should probably wake her up, or else you're liable to stare all day at her sleeping form. You give the her squishy paw pads a gentle poke as you mutter to her.
"Rachel sweetie... better wake up, it's morning."
Rachel's foot twitches and her toes scrunch up in reflex to being touched, but she doesn't wake. You crawl over to the end of the bed and lean close to her face. Brushing a strand of hair to the side you plant an affectionate kiss on her cheek.
"Rachel wake up dear. You said we could go on a date today remember? Don't wanna snooze the hours away."
This time she gives an incoherent mumble and wiggles a little to shift her position, but not much more. You begin to consider just leaving her here to sleep some more. Perhaps go down to get breakfast alone and see if she's awake after.
Then Rachel makes a sudden movement! She uncurls her body, rolls over on her stomach, and gives a huge stretch! Her arms reach out as far as they can, fingers spread apart, her tail curls back into a spiral, and her soft round butt sticks straight up in the air, as high as her arched back can lift it! Rachel's entire body quivers from the strain and you even hear a tiny purring sound coming from her. Then when the stretch is done, she relaxes slightly... and goes back to sleep, albeit now in a provocative new position.
You stare in awe once more at the hapless and oblivious barmaid, except now you feel your pants getting tighter. "How can anyone sleep like that?" you marvel to yourself. "Catgirls sure are something else."
Now a new dilemma is before you. Morning sunlight glows off her exposed booty, catching your eyes like a fisher's net! You could leave her be and go get breakfast, you could try to wake her again... or you could risk a quick grope while she's still asleep. What would be the harm, no one would know... except if she woke up, she'd probably be mad.
Your hands start to stray upward toward her raised backside, but with a groan you pull them back. "No... no no, that's wrong... just leave her alone you perv."
"Leave who alone?"
You jump with fright and notice Rachel's eyes half open and staring at you sleepily. She wears a cute smile as her face squishes against the blanket and her hands grip the edges.
"Ah, Rachel, you're awake. Um... forget about it, just talking to myself. But um... you sure have some curious sleeping positions."
With a bolt of wakefulness, Rachel realizes her state of barely dressed and her ass sticking up in the air toward you. She yowls in surprise and quickly rolls over... only to realize her boobs are equally exposed beneath a tiny shirt. She cries again and frantically covers herself.
"Yagh! I'm sorry... I worked so late last night, I must have forgot we were sharing a room... and changed into this skimpy outfit."
"No need to apologize," you say turning away to hide the redness in your face. "It looks great on you... or rather you look great wearing it."
"Th... thanks," she says with an embarrassed pout. "How... how long were you watching me sleep like this?"
"Not long," you say truthfully.
"Well... I suppose it's my own fault," she admits. "I was going to wear this for you tonight after we... after our date. Guess I forgot about that too."
"Oh the date is still on," you say reaching over and giving her a fond pat on the head. "And I'd love for you to wear this for me again tonight. I'll even pretend to be surprised."
She gives a giggle and purrs happily under your petting. "I never got to thank you properly... for your help with the festival, and for sharing this room with me."
"You're welcome for both," you say graciously.
Rachel's tail swishes back and forth in sudden activity. "Can I... do anything to repay you?"
You think very quickly and precisely about your response. "Would a good morning kiss be too much to ask for?"
Rachel leans forward pleased by your answer. "Not at all."
The catgirl slides into your arms as you eagerly embrace her. Her slender body is soft as a feather and as warm as a fire, and with very little clothing you can feel her bare fur pressed against you all over. She puts her arms around your neck, bends her head upward, and plants a tender kiss on your lips. You respond in similar fashion, although perhaps a bit hungrier than intended. Your own arms wrap around her back and eventually stroke her waist and hips.
Rachel makes a muffled sound (of pleasure or protest, you aren't sure) and detaches from the make-out session with a gasp of air. Now her face is red and her breathing heavy.
"Tha... that was some good morning kiss," she says with wide eyes.
"I'll have some more if you're feeling generous," you reply.
She smirks and snuggles down into your chest instead. "I'm feeling something... awfully hard down here. That's also my fault isn't it."
"Uuuh, yeah I suppose so," you admit. "Can't be helped, you're just too cute for me to stay soft."
"Well... maybe I should change into something more decent," she suggests responsibly. "Before I make it worse."
You run a few fingers down the curve of her back. "Ooor you could slip out of those clothes and... ya know... make it go away."
Rachel squirms a little in your arms and pulls back. "Whoa, slow down there big boy, we haven't even been on one date yet. I'm not some small town floozy who lifts her tail to every guy she meets."
You can't help but flash her a sheepish grin. "Really? Cuz you were just lifting your tail up pretty high for me a moment ago. And the view was spectacular."
Rachel sticks her tongue at you and boinks you on the nose. Then while you're rubbing your face, she slips out of your embrace and hops off the bed. For a moment you're worried you made her mad, but then you catch a glimpse of her big smile as she looks back at you. She gives another big stretch in the morning sunlight, raising her arms above her head and standing on her tip-toes; this time knowing full well she's treating you to another lavish view of her slim and sexy figure.
"I suppose I can't blame you for being horny," she says compassionately. "It's just how guys are... at least you're easy to please."
"Not entirely true," you correct her. "Guys like more than just sex... for example, I like snuggling in a warm bed on a cold morning."
Rachel spins around tail swishing. "Ok you got me, I like that too."
"Then let's enjoy the morning a bit more right here," you offer patting the bed with a warm smile.
"Sure you don't want breakfast?"
"I'm sure."
With that prompt, Rachel crouches and crawls seductively back onto the bed, first pushing you back onto the pillows, then lowering herself on top of you. You hum from the wonderful feeling of her body pressing down on yours, her weight is gracefully light and her fur is silky smooth. You put one arm around her back and the other starts to stray down to her backside. But Rachel catches that free roaming hand with her own and she guides it back up to her face. She sticks her tongue out again teasingly and prompts you into more head pets.
"Clothes stay on for now," she says. "These are safe snuggles... but... if you treat me good today on our date... then later tonight... maybe I can relieve some of your hardness."
You plant a quick kiss right on her muzzle. "Sounds like a deal sweetie. I can tell you're worth waiting for."
End
First pic of the new year, and the return of my "Good Morning" series. Here's my girl Rachel doing a big kitty stretch while half asleep, and giving you quite the view. Safe version with eyes open.
Hope you all enjoy ^_^
Golden sunbeams filter through the slits in the old wood paneled window, tickling your closed eyes with sensations of wakefulness. With a groan you find alertness and take stock of your surroundings.
You lie on a large bed in a simply furnished room; a room you rented from the town tavern. Last night there had been quite a large festival, some of the memories of which were a bit foggy for you, but you remember spending a fun-filled evening at that tavern... and hitting off well with one particularly cute waitress.
"Oh shoot, Rachel!" you exclaim looking quickly around the room. Finally you notice a lump under the covers in bed beside you, gently rising and falling with steady breaths. You sigh and smile fondly at the lump.
You'd met Rachel, one of the local girls working at the tavern last night, and the two of you became rather close in a short amount of time. She was very friendly, and sweet, and a good conversationalist, and pretty as a flower. When she had breaks in her work, you both walked around the town together and enjoyed the festival sights, and when she had to return to her job, you accompanied her back to the tavern. A few times you even offered to help with the workload, seeing how understaffed they were for such a big event. The help was gratefully accepted.
As the night drew on you rented your room just before they all filled up, and with a slight bit of nerves, you offered Rachel to share the room with you, since space was scarce. To your delight she accepted! However, your hopes of a steamy evening of young romance fizzled out when her shift lasted deep into the night, and you found yourself unable to stay awake for her.
"You must have snuck in here some time after I passed out," you muttered at the sleeping lump. "Poor dear was probably exhausted working so hard."
With a mischievous smile you pull back the blanket, expecting to see orange fur, red hair, and a little pink nose... but instead you're greeted by white fluffy paws and round toe beans.
In your still drowsy state, the sight of feet where a head should be shocks you senseless, then slowly you piece it together and laugh. With a strong motion you throw off the rest of the blanket and reveal the sleeping kitty. Rachel indeed slipped into bed in the wee hours of the night, but she fell asleep facing the wrong way. You admire her creamy orange fur gleaming in the sunbeams, her scarlet hair messily strewn around her face and shoulders, and most of all her cute slender body curled up. She had changed into a pink night shirt that was a tad too small, revealing her soft white breasts pressed against the sheets, and a tiny pink thong that showed off her long legs and round butt pristinely.
You catch yourself staring and decide you should probably wake her up, or else you're liable to stare all day at her sleeping form. You give the her squishy paw pads a gentle poke as you mutter to her.
"Rachel sweetie... better wake up, it's morning."
Rachel's foot twitches and her toes scrunch up in reflex to being touched, but she doesn't wake. You crawl over to the end of the bed and lean close to her face. Brushing a strand of hair to the side you plant an affectionate kiss on her cheek.
"Rachel wake up dear. You said we could go on a date today remember? Don't wanna snooze the hours away."
This time she gives an incoherent mumble and wiggles a little to shift her position, but not much more. You begin to consider just leaving her here to sleep some more. Perhaps go down to get breakfast alone and see if she's awake after.
Then Rachel makes a sudden movement! She uncurls her body, rolls over on her stomach, and gives a huge stretch! Her arms reach out as far as they can, fingers spread apart, her tail curls back into a spiral, and her soft round butt sticks straight up in the air, as high as her arched back can lift it! Rachel's entire body quivers from the strain and you even hear a tiny purring sound coming from her. Then when the stretch is done, she relaxes slightly... and goes back to sleep, albeit now in a provocative new position.
You stare in awe once more at the hapless and oblivious barmaid, except now you feel your pants getting tighter. "How can anyone sleep like that?" you marvel to yourself. "Catgirls sure are something else."
Now a new dilemma is before you. Morning sunlight glows off her exposed booty, catching your eyes like a fisher's net! You could leave her be and go get breakfast, you could try to wake her again... or you could risk a quick grope while she's still asleep. What would be the harm, no one would know... except if she woke up, she'd probably be mad.
Your hands start to stray upward toward her raised backside, but with a groan you pull them back. "No... no no, that's wrong... just leave her alone you perv."
"Leave who alone?"
You jump with fright and notice Rachel's eyes half open and staring at you sleepily. She wears a cute smile as her face squishes against the blanket and her hands grip the edges.
"Ah, Rachel, you're awake. Um... forget about it, just talking to myself. But um... you sure have some curious sleeping positions."
With a bolt of wakefulness, Rachel realizes her state of barely dressed and her ass sticking up in the air toward you. She yowls in surprise and quickly rolls over... only to realize her boobs are equally exposed beneath a tiny shirt. She cries again and frantically covers herself.
"Yagh! I'm sorry... I worked so late last night, I must have forgot we were sharing a room... and changed into this skimpy outfit."
"No need to apologize," you say turning away to hide the redness in your face. "It looks great on you... or rather you look great wearing it."
"Th... thanks," she says with an embarrassed pout. "How... how long were you watching me sleep like this?"
"Not long," you say truthfully.
"Well... I suppose it's my own fault," she admits. "I was going to wear this for you tonight after we... after our date. Guess I forgot about that too."
"Oh the date is still on," you say reaching over and giving her a fond pat on the head. "And I'd love for you to wear this for me again tonight. I'll even pretend to be surprised."
She gives a giggle and purrs happily under your petting. "I never got to thank you properly... for your help with the festival, and for sharing this room with me."
"You're welcome for both," you say graciously.
Rachel's tail swishes back and forth in sudden activity. "Can I... do anything to repay you?"
You think very quickly and precisely about your response. "Would a good morning kiss be too much to ask for?"
Rachel leans forward pleased by your answer. "Not at all."
The catgirl slides into your arms as you eagerly embrace her. Her slender body is soft as a feather and as warm as a fire, and with very little clothing you can feel her bare fur pressed against you all over. She puts her arms around your neck, bends her head upward, and plants a tender kiss on your lips. You respond in similar fashion, although perhaps a bit hungrier than intended. Your own arms wrap around her back and eventually stroke her waist and hips.
Rachel makes a muffled sound (of pleasure or protest, you aren't sure) and detaches from the make-out session with a gasp of air. Now her face is red and her breathing heavy.
"Tha... that was some good morning kiss," she says with wide eyes.
"I'll have some more if you're feeling generous," you reply.
She smirks and snuggles down into your chest instead. "I'm feeling something... awfully hard down here. That's also my fault isn't it."
"Uuuh, yeah I suppose so," you admit. "Can't be helped, you're just too cute for me to stay soft."
"Well... maybe I should change into something more decent," she suggests responsibly. "Before I make it worse."
You run a few fingers down the curve of her back. "Ooor you could slip out of those clothes and... ya know... make it go away."
Rachel squirms a little in your arms and pulls back. "Whoa, slow down there big boy, we haven't even been on one date yet. I'm not some small town floozy who lifts her tail to every guy she meets."
You can't help but flash her a sheepish grin. "Really? Cuz you were just lifting your tail up pretty high for me a moment ago. And the view was spectacular."
Rachel sticks her tongue at you and boinks you on the nose. Then while you're rubbing your face, she slips out of your embrace and hops off the bed. For a moment you're worried you made her mad, but then you catch a glimpse of her big smile as she looks back at you. She gives another big stretch in the morning sunlight, raising her arms above her head and standing on her tip-toes; this time knowing full well she's treating you to another lavish view of her slim and sexy figure.
"I suppose I can't blame you for being horny," she says compassionately. "It's just how guys are... at least you're easy to please."
"Not entirely true," you correct her. "Guys like more than just sex... for example, I like snuggling in a warm bed on a cold morning."
Rachel spins around tail swishing. "Ok you got me, I like that too."
"Then let's enjoy the morning a bit more right here," you offer patting the bed with a warm smile.
"Sure you don't want breakfast?"
"I'm sure."
With that prompt, Rachel crouches and crawls seductively back onto the bed, first pushing you back onto the pillows, then lowering herself on top of you. You hum from the wonderful feeling of her body pressing down on yours, her weight is gracefully light and her fur is silky smooth. You put one arm around her back and the other starts to stray down to her backside. But Rachel catches that free roaming hand with her own and she guides it back up to her face. She sticks her tongue out again teasingly and prompts you into more head pets.
"Clothes stay on for now," she says. "These are safe snuggles... but... if you treat me good today on our date... then later tonight... maybe I can relieve some of your hardness."
You plant a quick kiss right on her muzzle. "Sounds like a deal sweetie. I can tell you're worth waiting for."
End
First pic of the new year, and the return of my "Good Morning" series. Here's my girl Rachel doing a big kitty stretch while half asleep, and giving you quite the view. Safe version with eyes open.
Hope you all enjoy ^_^
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Feline (Other)
Gender Female
Size 2400 x 1300px
File Size 668.3 kB
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