Breakfast or Morning Delight?

The next morning, you awaken wondering if the events of the previous day hadn?t been simply a strange dream brought on by too many comics and loneliness. You stretch your body, taking stock that you?re still in your own bed and there?s nobody beside you?excepting a warm spot next to you on the bed. There is also the smell of breakfast coming from the kitchen. What?s going on, your groggy brain thinks.

Then you hear it, that lovely, soothing, and arousing hissing sound that can only be the approach of Lucy. Yes, Lucy, that gorgeous wonderful creature you found at took home from the Animorph Pet Shop?that you took home and had amazing sex with and bonded with like nobody else ever could. Just as you think this, you feel the covers shift and feel those smooth hands slide over you followed by the rest of Lucy pressing against you, her sensuous form running smoothly against you and then you feel her tongue flicking against your ear as both arms wrap around your shoulders and her legs and tail wrap impossibly several times around one of your legs.

?Massster,? she coos, ?wake up, massster. I?ve made breakfassst.?

Your eyes pop open and you see that wonderful beautiful face looking down adoringly at you. You can?t help it, your arms move suddenly to pull her to you, kissing her hungrily and rolling her onto her back. She squeaks in surprise but is soon sighing and moaning gently, running her hands over your back and shifting so that her legs are around your waist and only her tail curled around your thigh. After several long and passionate french kisses, your mouths separate and she smiles dazedly up at you.

?And good morning to you,? you say with a grin.

?Sssame to you, massster,? says Lucy with a wink, ?well, breakfassst awaitsss, but I could provide you with a little?appetissser.?

She arches her body a little against you, wiggling about enticingly.