get Binturuong roommate
shes taller than you like most anthros
didn't know she didn't have a job when she moved in
or that her parents kicked her out for being lazy
they gave her some money to start her own life but shes burning through it
she just orders delivery all day and smokes weed
apartment reeks of herb and popcorn because she doesn't wash her musk off
at least anthro ladies at work stopped harassing you
when you try to talk to her about it she just looks at you with her sad amber eyes
apologizes for being a loser, starts crying, gets drunk or high
she quickly descends into not getting dressed anymore
big ole bear cat titties hanging out while shes stoned on the couch
personal barriers get lower than you could have thought
hear her masturbating in her room a lot
listening to loud porn with her door open
when you thought it couldn't get any worse you come home to her slicking on the living room couch
watching her human dom porn on your big screen tv
doesn't even register you entering the room
her hand is buried in those panties which you know shes been wearing all week
as you start to tear into her again a bottle falls out of her hand
"hey. hey. I want to.." she begins while ignoring what you're saying
she walks over to you smelling like a brewery and an old bong
"I want to try somethen..." she says grabbing at your clothes
you can't get away with that tail of hers wrapped around your leg
she drunkenly paws at your clothes and slips her panties off
you are yelling at her to stop as she keeps slurring about "just tryin' somethen.."
the two of you fall to the floor
she folds your legs to your head
you're pretty flexible but this is more like a stress position
your breathing is hard you can't even tell her to stop now
shes stumbling as she tries to squat over you
she grabs the coffee table with her tail to stabilize herself and fails
she flips the table and falls onto you
her fat belly smothers your face
shes crying as you push her off of you
you're so baffled at how she went from dangerous to pathetic that you just go to your room
don't talk to her or even see her for the rest of the night
next day she offers a halfhearted apology without looking at you
mumbles something about needing to make some changes and do things right
next week she cleans up apartment but she still can't look at you straight
meekly tells you she got a job a week later
house is smelling better because shes taking care of herself for work
also no more deliver food, but shes getting lots of packages
think you still hear her masturbating in her room one day
shocked to see her doing squats and working out with some body weight video
glad shes getting her shit together but still not cool with what shes done
occasionally come home to see her working out in living room
doing kettlebell stuff with her tail and burpees
shes lost some weight and gotten some definition
shes looking you in the eyes again, but not shes not sad anymore
your not sure what expression that is
almost everyday shes working out in the living room now when you come home
addressing you more directly and asking about your day
its better than before but there's a hint something is not right
she mounted a pull up bar on the wall at end of the hall
hangs from it with her tail and does full extension sit ups
transitions into hand stand push ups effortlessly
winks at you when she notices you've just been watching her for a while
start staying at work late, won't admit to yourself its to avoid going home
come home late on a friday
shes in the kitchen with loose booty shorts and a tanktop
drinking a beer, several empty bottles already on the counter
her eyes light up when she sees you
"this is the only alcohol I've had in two, no three months"
"I needed to get some courage to try again"
"that night" you didn't need to be told which one
"... I wanted something and couldn't do it"
"that's what I've been working for and I'm better for it"
sinking feeling in your stomach
shes actually a lot taller than you when standing upright
she grabs you in a bear hug
muscles like corded steel with some padding from her leftover fat and thick fur
she starts sniffing your hair, her whiskers tickling your face
with little effort she picks you up
you start to struggle
"you didn't leave after the first time, you had to know this was coming"
her new commanding demeanor doesn't give you many options for retort
you're undressed and on her bed before you know whats going on
her powerful hands take your ankles, thankfully shes filled her claws dull
you're folded over to that demeaning position, but the bed is more giving than the floor
despite your fear the contact and physicality has gotten you erect
shes sopping wet as she descends on you
her tail is wrapped around your waist and torso
shes expertly pressing her weight down with that tail rhythmically pulling up at the same time
you knew this position was supposed to leave you powerless
but you weren't prepared for how overwhelming it was
every part of you was moved by her or not at all
she knew it too, as she made your thrusts more exaggerated
she pulled you out to where just your head was in her only to slam you down to the hilt
her stamina showed no signs of waning as you lost track of time
the tail constricted you forcefully pressing some air out of your lungs in shameful moan
your dick was milked by her spasms over and over
eventually she let you go and laid herself over you
after a few minutes of breathing you realized you were actually in some pain
you had never fucked your dick sore before, much less in one session
she reached over to her nightstand and handed you a vape pen
it helped a little and after some recovery you were more open to exploring each other
the weed cut her intensity by a lot and it was actually kind of nice
the girl you met months ago you couldn't have fathomed upgrading into a girlfriend
but it was pretty comfy all things considered
Friday nights had become your weekly pressing session
part of you would feel dread or shame as it approached
nevertheless you were rock hard every time you walked through the door and she took charge