Furry wars: Toraki vs Marla (complete)

Toraki panted and moaned, looking up at the sexy cowgirl princess with some drops of milk dripping from his whiskers, and her grinding hips could feel his member go harder.

"M-murr... y-your milk tastes s-so sweet Marla-san... yet... this is still a wrestling match, so i'm afraid i'll have to break free....nnrghhhh..." his ingenuous efforts were flustrated as he could barely manage a feeble squirming, realizing to his shock that his arms and legs were gone soft and numb.
"H-Hey.. w-what...??? mnnn...." he blinked in embarassed confusion, arching his back in undeniable delight at Marla's playful caresses.

"Greedy little kitten," Marla giggled playfully. "You bit off more than you can chew. Does he have a tummy ache now, little kitty?"

Marla would shift her weight to one side, leaving her bulky breasts squiashed together right in his point of view, her breaths making them gently touch against his lips and cheeks now and then.

She would run her hands down his chest again, this time lurking at his firm belly and rubbing it tenderly. She'd let her fingers trail low at times, letting them dip gently down his pants and teasingly close to his member.

The cowgirl's heaving glistening bosoms were brushing slowly agaisnt his skin, both mesmerizing him and playfully threatening to engulf his blushing face in moments, while she had her seductive way to caress him.
"R-Rawr...." Toraki moaned in aroused uneasiness, temporarily defenseless as she treated him like a lazy and limp kitty.

He would try and pull back from such an enticing and intimidating closeness, but to his further embarassement he found his movements were still slow and feeble, so he had not many chances to escape if she just wished to keep him in her holds.

Marla noticed him trying to crawl off, taking a loose hold on his chest fur and taking hold of his hip with her hands. "Ohh, what's the matter? Did mommy hurt little kitty?" she pouted, squeezing at his ass gently and twirling his tail around her fingers. "I though it felt good. Does kitty need MORE attention? Hm?"

She'd snuggled up close to brush her nipples against his upper chest, wrapping a leg around his.

Toraki blushed deeply at Marla's teasing way to "baby-talk" him.
Embarassed of being subjected to her arousing toying, he would try to react by catching Marla in a tight hug but, with his arms still numb and weakened, it looked like he really was a kitty snuggling softly against her awaiting bosoms, unwittingly cooperating in being catched in her embrace. "R-Rawr..."

"Gooood kitty," she purred, running her fingers gently over his hair and scratching his ears. She smiled brightly, enjoying the tiger being a practical boy toy. "Mommy gonna treat her sweet little kitty so nice," she said, running her hands over his fuzzy back and teasing at his tail with gently strokes and tugs. "Just make sure kitty warns me if he gets thirsty..."

Toraki's face went all red under his bengal fur at the alluring yet so embarassing thought of being nursed again. Plus, he could not hold back from purring at her petting between his ears.

Feeling his arms and legs slowly recovering from numbness, he would start squirming a little more in the cowgirl's hold, wishing to get free of her taunting cuddles, unwittingly brushing his chin against her bosoms as he did so.

It was a still soft attempt at fighting back but of course, Marla could playfully decide to take it as a way to ask for more milk, if she wanted.

Marla snatched his wrists excitedly as he nuzzled into her breasts. "Kitty so hungry today," coos lovingly. She'd pull on his arms, yanking his face into her cleavage. She turned her nipple inward, giving him a light trickling of milk over his lips, willing or not.

Her other hand would grope at his firm ass beneath his tail, tangling her legs with his to hinder him as well as rub her thigh against his crotch. "Is this what kitty likes, hm? Would my big sexy kitten like anything more?"

"R-Rawrmmrffff..." Toraki's fuzzy head was gulped inbetween Marla's enveloping breasts. Her smothering hug would slowly weaken him, but her milk and her seductive cuddles prevented him from trying and escape.

His tail wrapped around the cowgirl's hips now, caressing her well round bum, while she was stimulated by the feel of his erection going bigger and hotter against her thigh, and his face rubbing lovingly inbetween her deep cleavage.

Marla let out a petit "Eep," when Toraki's tail reached her backside, though mostly out of surprise. She let it explore her curves as she gently bounced her bosom, rocking Toraki in a maternal sort of way as she stroked his head-fur affectionately.

"There's a good boy," she said soothingly, urging a bit more milk into him. "Mama loves her little kitty. Yes she does!" She smiled as she felt his erection against her thigh, feeling the gentle control she seemed to have over him. "Very good boy," she cooed, attempting to take hold of the tiger's pants and seeing how much she could slide them off without him noticing/responding.