Lisa ran her claws lightly down his abdomen.
"This is crazy, Lisa." He couldn't help but appreciate the way her hips moved against his as she sat atop him. "It isn't normal!"
"Normal? You think that's what's normal? Normal is fucking rats, Eric. Fucking us. And now you can fuck me and Tomtom both at once. Isn't it wonderful?"
Her words hit him like a punch to the gut. He tried to get away from her, but she clamped her thighs around him and squeezed, forcing him flat. He looked up at her, struggling for breath. "No, it's wrong! This isn't how things should be, this is just sick!"
"Sick? No, I'd say it's just right."
She pressed herself down on top of him again, and this time she didn't stop. Her pelvis ground against his, and his erection grew even harder under her soft weight. He could feel her wetness through their interlocking flesh. She forced him onto his back, pinning him down by pressing his wrists to the bed. Her hand found his dick and began stroking it.
"See? I told you. I'm already wet for you." She lowered her head and ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft. "And you know what they say, if you're not wet then you aren't horny."
"But..." he said weakly.
"Oh, don't worry about that," Lisa purred. "We've got all kinds of ways to make you horny." She bit her lip and licked her lips hungrily. "There's no need to struggle, Eric. Let me take care of you."
He lifted his head and met her gaze. "Lisa, please. Don't hurt me."
"Don't worry about that either. Just relax. Let me do everything."
She rolled her hips and began rubbing herself against him. Her tail slithered between his legs, tickling his balls, and her paws dug into his shoulders and torso. Her breasts heaved with each motion, and her nipples brushed against his skin. The friction was intense, and he found himself growing rapidly hard as her fluids coated his shaft.
"Do you like that?" She panted, leaning down to kiss his neck. "I love having control of you. It makes me so hot, knowing that I can push you any way I want, whenever I want. And now that I know we're going to be together forever..." She kissed his cheek. "...I get to have you all the time. You're mine now, and there's nothing you can do about it."
With that, she leaned forward and sank down onto his length. His hands clenched the sheets as he felt her heat surround him. Her fur was rough beneath his fingertips, her muscles tight and firm. For a moment, the sensation was too much, and he tensed up. "Don't fight it, Eric. You know you want this."
"No! I mean, yes, I want this...but it isn't right!"
"What do you think this is? A dream? Do you really think this is a dream? Come on, Eric. Why else would you be here? If you knew this was a dream, then why didn't you wake up?"
His mind was racing, and his heartbeat pounded in his ears. Lisa's thrusts were rapid and regular, and her soft moans echoed in the room. Her breasts jiggled enticingly, and her eyes burned with lust.
"Please, Lisa, I just want to leave. Please let me go..."
"Why? So you can continue your life without us? What's the point of that? That wouldn't make you happy. Would it?"
She dropped her head to his shoulder and breathed deeply, pressing her chest against him. Her movements became more frantic, and her breathing strained. With a final gasp, she arched her back, burying him inside her. Her teeth scraped against his neck and her hips slammed down onto his.
Eric cried out wordlessly as he came. His whole body felt lustfully ablaze. Hot fluid somehow flowed both out of and into him. The intensity cause his vision to dim and his mind became fuzzy.
The next thing he knew, his arms were pinned to the bed. He opened his mouth to scream, but only a gurgle escaped his throat. Something about his mouth felt very strange. Lisa nuzzled against his face and wrapped her arms tightly around him, pulling his face toward hers. They shared an intimate kiss, tongues writhing together. It felt so wonderful, so much more pleasurable than any other kiss he had ever had.
"Mmm," she murmured softly, licking her lips. "That tastes good. We taste wonderful."
A sudden surge of fear shot through him. He tried to pull away, but Lisa held him fast.
Her smile faded. "You don't trust me, do you? I guess you'll never be able to trust anyone ever again, will you?"
She shook her head sadly. "So sad. But that doesn't matter. We can still have fun. Can't we?"
Suddenly, her grip loosened. He struggled, but his strength failed him quickly. His arms felt weak, his legs felt like they were made of stone. He tried to see what was happening to him, but even his neck would barely move. Panicked as he was, he felt his consciousness fading. He tried to cry out once more but this time made no sound at all.
Lisa pulled the sheet over them both.
"Sleep well, Eric. Sleep well and dream nice dreams."