Effects of Skinquafina by anonymous

You’ve been buying this new brand of water lately called “skinquafina” from the company’s website.
It’s really just a cheaper version of aquafina that gets shipped to you.
The brand has a history of being bashed on by a group of conspiracy theorists who think it turns, and you quote, “the freakin anthros gay!”
Though, even with the recent conspiracy theories, you find anthros to be the most common consumers of “skinquafina”.
To you it’s just good water sold in great quantities for cheap.
The whole “turns anthros into submissive, domesticated sex doll slaves” is most likely just some crazy claim made by some weirdo wolf who thinks being called a “good boy” is offensive to canine kind.
Though, in the coming days, you would see the “conspiracy theories” come true.
You see, you have this cheetah friend who you run track and field with (separate divisions of course).
You two run hikes, trails, and even practice sprints over at the nearest park.
One day, after a few sprints, your cheetah friend asks if you have some spare water since he forgot to bring his own.
You happily oblige, giving him a spare skinquafina from your bag.
Unbeknownst to you, this would change your relationship with him forever.
One sip is all it took… That first sip started everything.
"Whoa, Anon, where’d you get this water from?”
Why was he so surprised? It's just normal water, right?
He’s already gulping the rest of the bottle down before you can even explain where he can get his own skinquafina.
"Oh man! Anon, you have got to give me some more of this stuff! Whatever it is man, just please give me more!”
He’s got his hand on your shoulders shaking you back and forth.
"Oh, uh sorry… I don’t know what came over me…”
Since then, the cheetah’s been carrying a bottle of skinquafina everywhere.
You also notice that he’s been more touchy and intimate with you, acting more cat-like by rubbing himself on you and curling his tail around your legs.
It’s almost like a trance to him.
Sometimes he’ll straight up ask for some pets and scratches on his head.
You’ll question his unusual actions, but he always seems to brush it off, determined to continue “grooming you”.
Maybe it’s just his feline instincts?
Either way, his cuddles weren’t unwelcome.
Unusual, yes, but they're actually pretty pleasant.
It’s nice when you have a cute cheetah purring while you rest from running.
Though it is a little embarrassing to have him cling to you everywhere you go.
On another practice day, you propose a race.
Obviously, you’re given a head start but it’s not enough.
After a swig of his skinquafina, he bursts into a sprint.
Looking behind, you see him claws out, running ferally on all fours.
Before you can even turn your head back around your pounced by a golden blur onto the grass.
Your shoulders are pinned by his paws, and his legs straddle your hips.
His tongue hangs heavily from his mouth and you can feel his exhausted, hot breath brush against your face.
There’s something else that’s hot and moist on your stomach.
Looking down, you can clearly see the cheetahs' erection through his pre soaked shorts.
An embarrassed blush formed on your cheeks as you tried to face him and ask what he’s doing, but his head and hands were already looming over your stomach.
His hands move down and under your shirt, lifting it up over your head but not over your arms exposing your stomach to the cool air.
His clawed hands trail down your obliques, tickling you and causing you to shiver slightly.
He licked his whiskers and bared his fangs as if he was ready to strike.
You pry an eye open to see the cheetah enjoying his meal (you) as he continues to lap from your navel up while nibbling your sides as he slides down, making your breath trickle out when you exhale.
What’s going on!
He’s been cuddly before, but not carnal?!
Your mind runs rampant, trying to find any reason why the cheetah on top of you was acting so sensual.
No… It couldn't be… The skinquafina?!
But that’s just some stupid conspiracy theory, right?
Water can't do this, right?
While you were stuck in disbelief, your thoughts were interrupted by a purring mass of tan fur plopping onto your chest.
His fur was soft and fluffy as he sprawled and smoothened his body all over yours.
You could feel his chest vibrate along with his purring.
He felt like a warm, heated, weighted blanket.
The cheetah had started chirping and rubbing the top of his head underneath your chin like a cat would to someone sleeping.
He looked like a predator content with his ‘catch of the day’.
You were caught off guard by the sudden smothering, mouth agape and arms floating just behind his back.
You really shouldn’t be so surprised considering how physical and affectionate he’s been ever since you gave him that skinquafina.
But soon, his warmth and rhythmic purrs slowly start to loosen you up, and you gently settle your hands on his back, sifting through his lusciously soft fur.
'you are the comfiest cheetah in the world, dude.”
All you got in response was ‘meow’ while you felt the cold of his nose as the cheetah dug its face into the side of your neck murring and softly licking you.
Right now, you couldn’t care if your friend was nuzzling you into the ground or if the conspiracy theory about skinquafina was true, you just wanted to caress your little pet… Pet?
Yeah, your little pet.
Your snuggle session was cut abruptly by a growing warmth near your loins.
...Well, actually two growing rods of warmth.
Shortly after the cheetah had buried his face into the crook of your neck, he started to grind against your crotch.
“Uhhh dude? You alright?”
But once again, all you got in response was a ‘meow’ along with more murring and purring.
The grinding turned more desperate, and he began pawing at your shorts.
Had he forgotten how to use his hands?
You had to admit that the cheetah’s cuddles and hungry humping had certainly made you horny…And his body had always been very attractive to you… And the way he would cheer for you on your races always made your heart light up… And the cute way his tail would swish when he was curious-
Wait… Has the skinquafina taken over your mind too?!?
“Dude! Wait, we gotta stop drinking the- Ahh~”
In the Cheetah’s eager grinding, he had struck a sweet spot.
Okay… too hard and horny. Must. Get. Release. First!
It didn’t matter that you two were out in the middle of the track.
It was just you and the Cheetah, and you both needed this.
Helping his and your crotch moistened shorts off the best you could, you finally free your cocks out into the open air.
The cheetah wastes no time in continuing his work, adding a paw to stroke both members.
Both you and the cheetah’s dicks had already been dripping pre, but you could never amount to how much the cheetah was spilling.
The feeling of his cock’s warmth against yours, combined with his velvety paws and pre for lube was sensational!
The cheetah proceeded to stroke faster and faster, tightening his grip with each moan that was shared between the two of you.
Soon enough, you could feel the pressure build in your groin, and after a few seconds of stroking, the both of you couldn't bear to hold on any longer.
White ropes of cum, shot up and fell across his hand and your stomach as the both of you let out a moan of ecstasy.
You're both heavily exhaling and reveling in the afterglow.
You prop yourself up on your palms, watching the cheetah focus on licking the cum off his hands.
When your eyes meet, he gives a little mewl and moves his face closer to yours to lick off a splatter of cum that landed on your cheek.
Your hands slowly trudge their way up the trunk of his body to his cheeks where you pull his head into a sweet kiss.
His tongue roughly brushes against your tongue and the inside of your cheeks while yours feels around his fangs.
The kiss breaks with a string of drool slinging between the two of you.
The cheetah backs up and starts stretching his legs.
But it quickly turns more lecherous as he purposefully faces his beautifully curved rump towards you when he goes into a downward dog pose.
He shakes his ass in the air, taunting you as his shorts gradually slip from his waist.
He eventually drops down to all fours, slinking his tail under it’s hole, finally displaying full bare ass to you.
His cock is still dripping with his cum as he wiggles his bottom teasing you and using his tail to lure you in like a kitty in need.
You amble on over to his fluffy rear end, dropping to your knees, and place a hand on his squishy butt.
You knead his behind and stretch his tight, pink hole.
The cheetah had curled his tail over to his mouth and clamps his muzzle to block his animalistic mewls.
He yipes when you suddenly stuff your face into his puckering hole, giving it a taste.
You continue your servicing by moistening and slickening his hole, eliciting more moans from the trembling cheetah.
Backing off of the irresistible rump to wipe the slobber from your mouth, the cheetah looks back at you, tail still held in his mouth, whimpering and pleading to be fucked.
And who are you to deny your cute little cheetah?
You and the cheetah may have just came a few moments ago, but after eating him out you were both given a second win.
You eagerly wiggle the rest of your shorts off and slide your cock between his cheeks.
You ruffle a hand up his furred back and down his stomach, enjoying the sight of the cheetah’s fur spike up in pleasure as you make your way to your goal.
You cup his erection, lather up his pre, and coat his glossy hole.
Now he’s ready.
Your cheetah is practically growling in anticipation, sliding his bottom against your cock, trying to push back like a bitch in heat.
Finally, you relent and penetrate his desperate hole.
The cheetah's tail falls out of his mouth and pokes straight up at the invasive feeling.
It’s delightfully warm and tight as you steadily push more and more into his entrance, letting out a shaky breath once you hilt him.
It’s an incredible feeling, having him contract around your length he gets used to you.
The cheetah had never looked so satisfied before.
His white tipped tail playfully brushed under your chin, swaying happily in the air.
Unable to resist touching the cheetah, you sift your hands through his sides, drawing out more chirping and purring.
Your friend had never looked more beautiful, handsome, and cuter than ever before.
He signals his ‘okay’ with a shake of his hips and you start to pull out of his clenching hole, leaving just the tip inside before you gently push back in.
You could compare the feeling of re-entering him like walking into a store and feeling all the cool air brush against your skin.
... Or you could just say heavenly.
You could see the cheetah’s legs shiver and tremble from the sensation, and pushing back for more.
This time you pump back in faster, hearing him yowl as you brush against his prostate.
Gotcha!
You pump in faster and harder trying to give the cheetah the time of his life.
His contractions grow stronger as you pelt his prostate in an effort to milk your cock as best it can.
The cheetah turns into a meowing mess as you plow the kitten into the ground.
You take hold of his rapidly waving tail and pull on it in time with your thrusts, making the cheetah mewl and murr even louder.
And let's not forget about you; you were in pure ecstasy, grunting and moaning with each plunge into his heated depths.
Soon enough you could feel each other's climaxes approaching and decide to give the cheetah, who was practically putty in your hands, a reach around as you make the extra effort to push in harder and faster.
You speedily stroke his penis in an attempt to bring out his climax first, but the damn feline was too stubborn in trying to make you cum first.
The damn fucker was squeezing your pulsating cock to the breaking point until finally neither of you two could last any longer.
Just a few seconds was all it took before the both of you yelled out a roar in euphoria as you painted his insides white and felt his dick spurt out jets of cum.
You collapsed on the cheetah, feeling the vibration of his purring reverberate through your body.
The cheetah had already fallen asleep!
And if you knew anything about felines it was that they took long naps.
And you’re still stuck out in the track field… stark naked.
A few weeks pass, and while on the phone ordering more skinquafina with the cheetah cuddling next to you in bed, you find out that their making a special cereal called, “Homo-sapio’s”.
The end!