The next day I had a lecture, but not for Studies in Human-Monster Interrelations. I spent the whole time stifling yawns and writing the same damn sentence over and over. But despite my exhaustion, my heart, which had started racing as soon as I woke up, showed no sign of slowing down. I guess I was just excited about tonight.

Once lectures were over I decided to get ready. I opened my wardrobe and found a whole lot of shitty clothes staring back at me. Right. Time to get something new.

I had a few hours before the concert so I went shopping. I didn't have that much money, but I had enough in my emergency supply for a new jacket.

I found one I liked, a bit more expensive than I'd planned, but I got it anyway. I needed one. Damn, how long had I been walking around looking this shabby? When I tried the jacket on again at home I was pretty impressed with how good I looked. I ruffled my hair. I really needed a haircut but that was maybe taking things too far. If Sam saw me with a new haircut, she might get the wrong idea that I was dressing up for….

I stood there, staring at my reflection. A new jacket. Holy shit, how much had this thing cost? And just because you wanted to impress Sam...

...impress Sam.

I sat back on the bed. Just thinking about her had started my heart racing again. Sam, my little study-buddy, as Spence had called her. Sam, with her jackpot smile and her cute, round little body. Kind, gentle, funny Sam.

God, was I really that desperate for female contact that I was crushing hard on a Temmie?

Why the hell did that matter? So she's a Temmie. So what? Human-monster couples aren't all that rare. No, dude, wait – human-dog couples and human-bunny couples are not that rare. Have you ever even heard of a human and a Temmie going out? How would that work?

Does it matter she's a Temmie?

Of course it does. Remember how everyone laughed at you when you helped Sam pick up her crayons?

When the hell did you start caring about what other people think, anyway?

No, maybe I was reading too much into this. Did Sam even like me? She'd leapt off my lap pretty quickly when Lavender came home, and she'd been embarrassed being seen so close to me. Maybe I was just taking all this monster-human interrelations stuff too seriously. Maybe I was just desperate.

I glanced at my phone. I had to go. The concert would start pretty soon. I decided to forget about all this Sam stuff and try and concentrate on having a good time. Anyway, Spence and Hannah were going to be there, too. I sent a quick message to arrange to meet them inside the venue. After a few drinks I'd be able to interact without behaving like a complete retard.

The venue was already full of people when I arrived. Half the university seemed to be there. The crowd, unsurprisingly, was full of monsters, There was a preband already playing and the place was all noise and lights and smoke and that sweet boozy smell that all university events have.

I handed over my ticket and got my hand stamped, then pushed my way into the crowd to look for Spence and Hannah. Spence had said they'd be in the corner where the Mexican food kiosk is when the place is a cafeteria rather than a concert venue.

I soon found Spence, but there was no sign of Hannah.

"Dude!" he cried out to me over the music. He looked me over. "I like the jacket." He slapped me on the back and slipped his arm around my shoulders. "C'mon, I've got some people you've got to meet."

"Where's Hannah?" I asked him.

"Huh?"

"Hannah?"

"Oh," he said. "Hannah's not coming. She's not well – woman stuff I guess. Don't worry though, we won't be lacking female companionship."

He swept me past a bunch of people to reveal two bunny girls. For a second I thought one of them was Lavender, but I soon realised I didn't know either of them. They were busy laughing and drinking when the taller one, the bunny with yellow-brown fur, saw Spence and me.

"Spencer!" she cried. "Where'd you go?"

"Had to go collect our fourth member," said Spence grabbing her around the waist. She laughed and hugged him to her.

He slipped free, grinning, and swept his hand in the direction of the second bunny. She was a little shorter than her friend, her fur a pale off-white, her features more sensitive and less made-up. She smiled at Spence and then turned a shy smile to me and held out her paw.

I took it.

"This is Vanilla," said Spence. "And my gorgeous friend here is Caramel."

"Hi," said Vanilla. "Spencer tells me you're in his Monster-Human Studies class."

"Uh yeah," I said. Her paw was warm and soft, just like Sam's. Her smile deepened. She dropped my hand and glanced shyly at the floor.

Damn. She even smelled like vanilla, too.

We fell into that small talk that always seems to ensue when you meet someone – what courses we were doing, where we lived, stuff like that. I usually find that kind of small-talk awkward, and tonight was no exception. But when Spence pushed a drink into my hand and then another I soon warmed up. Vanilla was as nice as she was pretty and she was really smart. She was studying Molecular Biology, which she somehow made funnier and more interesting than I ever would have guessed.

When Vanilla and Caramel ducked away to get the next round of drinks, Spence grabbed me.

"So what do you think, bro?"

"She's nice," I said.

"She's really smart for a bunny, don't you think?"

"Huh," I said. My mind was floating in a nice fuzzy haze which smoothed over the annoyance I would've usually felt at his remark. I pulled out my phone and checked it. Still no text from Sam or Lavender.

"Expecting someone?" asked Spence with a raised eyebrow.

"Lavender and Sam are coming," I said.

Spence gave a low chuckle. "The Temmie?"

"Yeah," I said. "The Temmie."

Spence's arm slipped around my shoulders again. God, I hated it when he did that. "Dude, forget the Temmie. Vanilla is totally into you. She can't take her eyes off you, and she keeps touching you."

"She's just being friendly," I said.

Spence laughed. "Bro, take it from me. You haven't got as much game as I have, but Vanilla is a sure thing. Caramel says she's into human guys and she's looking for someone."

"I'm not looking for anyone," I said.

Spence blinked at me. "What the hell are you talking about? Ever since Erica you've been bitching about how you never meet anyone and how you need to get back out there."

"I..." Spence had me there. "Look, Vanilla is really nice but I don't know..."

Spence shook his head. "Look, bro, I'm not going to tell you how to live your life, you know that. Why not just have some fun, then? The two of them are pretty fun, right?"

"Yeah," I admitted.

"My ears are burning," said Caramel as she pushed her way to us and put a drink in Spence's hand.

"Mine too," said Vanilla. She handed me a drink with a smile and twitched her ears.

"Thanks," I said.

"Do you really think I'm funny?" she asked me straight out.

"Uh yeah," I said, taken aback.

Vanilla grinned. "Well, I think you're funny too."

Spence arched his eyebrows at me.

Another drink later and I was having a great time, even though I kept wondering where Sam and Lavender were. Sam still hadn't messaged me.

"I'm going to the bathroom," I said suddenly.

"Don't do it here, man!" said Spence.

The bunnies laughed at his stupid joke and I laughed, too. "I'll be right back."

I slipped into the bathroom and stood off to one side to check my phone. I didn't really need to go, but I didn't want to act like a jerk towards Vanilla.

Damn, still no message. Where were they? I decided to call Sam instead, but the call rang through to her voice mail.

I started to get worried. They were two girls, after all, and terrible stuff happens sometimes. I decided I'd have to go check if they were okay. Their apartment wasn't that far away and anyway, I couldn't enjoy myself if I kept worrying about them.

I slipped out of the bathroom and went to look for Spence and the bunnies. I found the three of them laughing. I had to admit, Spence was a funny guy when he wasn't being a total douche.

Vanilla's eyes went wide when she saw me. "Oh, Spence was saying you probably drowned, but you're alright."

I laughed. "It was a pretty close thing, though."

Vanilla slipped her arms around my neck. "You're really cute, do you know that?"

Her breath was thick and sweet with mixer drinks and her face was so pink and hot that I could feel the heat roiling off her.

"Uh," I said. "Uh Vanilla, look..."

With so much soft, curvy perfumed bunny squeezing against me my body betrayed me. I started to enjoy it. But I had to leave.

"I have to go, Vanilla."

She brought her face next to mine. Her eyes were huge and molten and she frowned. "You're going?"

"I've got some friends I need to check up on."

"Oh," she said. "I see."

"Sorry," I said. The disappointment on her gentle face made me feel like a total asshole.

"No," she said. "I understand."

I gently took her arms from around me and held her paws in my hands. "Look, I don't know what Spence has been telling you, but… uh, my life's a bit complicated now. There's… there's someone I like and I-"

Vanilla's bottom lip started to quiver. "Oh," she said. "Oh." But then she sniffed and straightened her back and a brave grin appeared on her face. "It's okay. I understand. I- thanks for being honest with me."

She leaned forward and I hugged her back. It was the least I could do. Damn, I should have told her as soon as I met her, before –

I sensed someone looking at me, that prickling feeling you get on the back of your neck. I turned, still in Vanilla's arms, to find Sam staring at us.

She was only a few feet away and by some curse of fortune the floor between us was almost empty of people. She was dressed in a cute stripy buttoned top and an adorable little tulle skirt, her hair done up in ribbons. And was that… eye shadow?

She would have looked utterly beautiful if her face wasn't wearing a look of shock and betrayal.

That look. I never want to remember it. Her beautiful, kind face, the very same face which produced that jackpot smile, had collapsed. Shock filled her black eyes, and her upper lip quivered.

I pulled free of Vanilla. "Sam!"

The shock turned to horror and Sam turned and fled, pushing her way through the crowd.

"Sam!"

I pursued her. She was an all-fours now. Her legs were only short, but she was pretty fast. I quickly lost sight of her, but from the bemused reactions of the people in the crowd she ran past I knew which way she was going.

I managed to get to the front door before her. She dashed out between the legs of a group of human girls standing nearby and stopped dead. She'd spotted me.

"Sam!"

Tears stained her cheeks, her usually perky ears and tail lying slack. She glanced to one side, trying to work out whether she could just run past me, but she decided not to.

I took a step forward.

"Please," said Sam. She stared at the floor, unable to look at me. "Please don't."

"Sam, let me explain!"

She shook her head. "It's okay," she said. "I... understand." She looked up. She was smiling, a brave smile that clashed with the despair in her moist eyes. "I…. I know you don't feel the same way about me. I just thought…. Tem just thought maybe you liked her. But Tem was being silly, like usual."

The human girls were watching us now. They had their heads together, whispering over the sound of the music. When Sam's voice broke into Temmie there was laughter from somewhere in the crowd.

"Sam, listen to me. I..." I had to raise my voice and all eyes fell on me. The sick sense of being a spectacle made my stomach turn, but I pushed through it. "There's nothing between me and Vanilla. She's just a friend of Spence's."

Sam's eyes grew hard. I knew she thought I was lying. She shook her head, but still managed to smile.

That smile was the hardest thing to take.

"Hooman doesn't need to explain," she said. "Tem understand. Hooman was just being friendly to Tem and Tem got wrong idea again." A tear appeared at the corner of one glistening eye, making a lie of her brave words, and she brushed it away with a paw. "Thank you for being Temmie's friend."

"Sam!"

She turned and began to walk towards the door. There wasn't any laughter from the crowd any more. Sam's heartbroken words had chased it away.

"Sam! Wait!"

She shook her head and kept walking. The people clustered around the doorway made way for her.

This was it. I knew that if she walked out that door there was no going back. I wouldn't be able to message her and put everything back together again. There'd be no more studying together in the library, no more seeing her juggle crockery at the cafe, no more sharing her laptop cheek-to-cheek, no more snuggling up together on the couch and watching terrible TV. No, the next time I'd see her would be during the finals, a face across the hall, and then that would be it.

The thought flooded me with horror, but not the horror of losing a friend. No, this was a deeper emotion, a dark panic that I was about to lose a precious chance at happiness and regret it for the rest of my life.

"Sam!"

Her ears pricked up, but she ignored me and walked faster.

I knew if I called out to her again she'd break into a run and be out those doors and I'd never catch her. So I ran up behind her, slipped my hands under her forelegs and scooped her right up off the floor.

"Uwawawa!" she cried, twisting and kicking her hind legs in the air as she tried to slip from my grasp.

I stood there for a heartbeat with the little creature squirming in my hands. I'm sure the whole situation looked bizarre to everyone watching us, but at that moment I didn't care. The only thing I cared about was her.

I turned her around so she was facing me. "Temmie," I said. "Temmie, stop. Please listen to me."

She stopped kicking and stared at me, her dark eyes wet, her lashes dewed with tears. Using her real name had done the trick.

"Temmie, I… I don't want to just be friends."

She blinked. "Wat… wat is hooman saying?"

What the hell was I saying? I'd snatched her up off the ground without any idea of what I was going to do after that, let alone what I was going to say to her. And now everyone was staring at us.

I decided then there was no point saying anything. Words are cheap, right? And sometimes, even when you feel something for real, trying to put that feeling into words just cheapens it.

So I brought my lips to hers and kissed her.

Her lips parted and I felt the warm sweet air of a gasp escape. I'd intended to give her a peck, just enough to let her know how I felt, but as I moved away, Sam slipped her arms around my neck and stopped me. She pushed her lips back against mine and I felt the tiniest tap of a hot, wet tongue. I met it with my own and tasted sweetness.

But just for a moment. Sam pulled away. Her face had transformed, her eyes hooded, her lips slack. She looked just like she had after she'd eaten those Temmie flakes.

"Uwa," she murmured.

"Wow," I said.

The crowd erupted. People started applauding and whooping, and there were scattered shouts of "Get a room!" and "Go dude!" and other dumb shit people shout in this kind of situation.

I almost dropped Sam in surprise. Her eyes darted left and right and a blush poured over her open-mouthed face.

"Uh, let's get out of here," I said. I took a step still carrying her, but then I stopped and placed her back on the floor. We ducked through the doors and into the coolness of the night, leaving the applause and banter behind.

The noise of the concert faded away as we half-ran out into the university grounds. Soon we slowed to a walk and I glanced down at Sam and laughed.

She blinked at my laughter, but then she joined in, too.

We walked down the avenue that divided the university in two, the tall lights setting the sandstone and glass aglow. Everything looked beautiful. Or was it just my imagination? My heart was full to overflowing with joy. I could have been walking through a post-apocalyptic war-zone with her and I would've still thought it was beautiful.

We were far enough from the cafeteria now. I didn't want anyone disturbing us. There was a low wall of sandstone here and I sat down. Sam clambered up beside me.

I smiled at her and she smiled shyly back. God, I felt like I was in high school again.

"Sorry," I said at last.

Sam blinked at me and frowned. "What for?"

"For picking you up like that. I know you hate it when people treat you like a -"

She shook her head. "I don't mind if you do it."

"Sam. Your accent-"

Her smile turned even shyer. "I… I know you like it when I speak Tem, but… but sometimes it's easier to express things in English."

Sam had her paws on either side of her and I placed my hand on the one nearest me. She sighed and scooshed closer, leaning against me. She wrapped her paw around my hand and sighed again.

I felt something soft and fluffy brush across my back. Her tail. It was wagging.

"Tem like sitting togever," she murmured. "Can see hooman face 2 face."

"You're speaking Temmie again."

She lifted a paw to her mouth. "Tem can't help speaking Tem soemtiems when she's happy."

"I'm happy too." I'd forgotten what it felt like to be happy. I slipped my arm around her shoulders and kissed her on the forehead.

"Nonono," she said, shaking her head and frowning. "Foerhead kiss n0t cute1!" She cradled my face in her paws and drew me down to kiss her properly.

This time, without a gawking crowd of well-wishers surrounding us, we weren't rushed. Sam's short little snout squished up against my nose as her warm lips pressed against mine. The tip of her tongue darted out to lick my lips, and I caught it and soon we were kissing deeply.

She was aggressive for such a little creature. Her tongue was just as stretchy as the rest of her was and as we kissed she found places I'd never even known about. When we broke the kiss at last, we both fell back gasping.

Sam sat back looking pleased with herself and licked her lips.

"Wow," I said. "Uh, I don't think I've ever been kissed like that before."

"Tem liek kiss," said Sam. "And hooman is sooo cute. :3"

I hugged her to me. After that first kiss I wanted more, and Sam, with a sigh, melted into my arms. I brought my lips to hers and they'd barely brushed against them when Sam hesitated and pulled away. She looked at me, her little black eyes moist and fragile.

"Hooman…. Hooman really liek Tem?"

"No," I said. "I like ice-cream. Like isn't the right word for what I feel for you, Temmie."

I pulled her closer. God, she was tiny. And she was hot, hot like a little jacket-potato. I guess it was all that fur she was covered in.

"Wat… wat is hooman saying?" she murmured into my neck.

"What hooman is saying..." I stroked her hair, my fingers slipping over her perky little cat ears. What exactly was hooman saying? "I guess what hooman is saying is that he loves Tem."

With a cry of delight Sam leaped on top of me, pushing me over as she peppered my face with kisses. "Uwawawa! Temmie love hooman too! So, soooo much!" I crushed the little ball of warmth against me and intercepted her lips with my own. I kissed her, hard, and she kissed back with even more slobbery enthusiasm than before.

We were still kissing when someone called out to us from the lane-way. "Yeah man! Go for it! Monster-girl pussy! Wooo!"

Sam pulled away in alarm and I laughed. "Maybe… maybe we should go somewhere a bit more private."

Sam blushed and nodded, glancing shyly away. "Lavender told Tem she could hav apartment tonite, but Tem's bed just cardbored box and..." Her blush deepened.

I came to the little creature's rescue. "It's okay. My place isn't far away."

Her blush deepening, Sam climbed off me and I helped her down off the wall. We didn't see the guy who'd cheered us on, but we did get a lot of curious looks from various people as we made our way out of the campus.

The first time it happened, I took hold of Sam's paw. I knew she was worried what other people thought. But I no longer cared. My heart was pounding fit to break out of my ribcage.

When we finally arrived at my apartment I fumbled my keys but Sam caught them. She held them up for me and I was struck again by just how small she was. As I unlocked my door, I began to wonder just what the hell we were going to do. Sure, humans and Temmies could kiss, but could they…?

I pushed the door open and turned to her. "So, Sam, would you like a drink or-"

With a cry, Sam leaped up into my arms. I caught her, more by instinct than anything else, and stumbled back into the apartment as the little monster assaulted me with a frenzy of kisses. I juggled her around the furniture of my living room, making for the couch, but Sam shook her head, her lips still glued to mine.

"No, Tem needs bed. Rite! N0w!1"

I knew better than to argue with a girl in this sort of mood. I pushed the bedroom door open with a shoulder and flung Sam onto the bed. She landed on her back and bounced.

"Uwawawawa!"

I jumped onto the bed too and made a grab for her. "C'mere, Sam."

Sam feigned a gasp and rolled onto all fours to make a break for it but it was already too late. I grabbed her around the shoulders and flipped her onto her back again.

She lay there, blinking, as I held down her forepaws and leaned over her. God, I really was big in comparison to her. Would... would this really work out?

Sam noticed my hesitation and a frown slipped onto her pretty lips. I leaned down and kissed it away.

As we kissed I slipped my hand up along her foreleg till I met her sleeve. I began toying with the material but Sam took hold of my hand and brought it to her chest.

So she didn't want to wait. I didn't want to wait, either. I unbuttoned her top, my fingers fumbling with the tiny buttons in my excitement. I broke the kiss so I could concentrate and I soon had them all undone.

Sam lay there, her top loosely open, looking up at me, her tiny dark eyes shy. I knew the look. Every girl has it the first time you start undressing them, that mixture of excitement and vulnerability, nervously worrying whether you'll find their naked body attractive.

But I was already as hard as diamonds. Sam was a great kisser, and her tongue was able to perform tricks impossible for any human girl. Having your tongue wrapped by your lover's was something I'd never experienced before and I knew it would quickly become a habit.

A smile slipped onto Sam's face. She knew I was worked up and the fact she was responsible pleased her. Emboldened, she drew open the top of her blouse with a paw. She was wearing a bra underneath, well, more a training bra like little kids wear, white, with a cute pink ribbon. It was adorable. She wasn't stacked at all and I was pretty surprised she was wearing anything on her chest, actually.

I wanted to see more, so I flipped aside the rest of her top to reveal her smooth pink tummy and slipped my hand over it. Her belly was soft, flesh rather than fur, round like the rest of her short-stack body, and she giggled and gasped as my fingers slipped over her little outie belly button.

"Hoo- hooman's hand… soooo gentle."

I leaned down and kissed her belly button. She gasped again and placed a paw on my head as I began to kiss her tummy all over. I've always enjoyed a woman's stomach and there was something about the voluptuous softness of a round Temmie-tummy that made it even better.

Sam began to squirm. I knew better than to tease her too much. I didn't want her to think that I was nervous about seeing her fully naked. I guess I was, though. I really should have read a book on Temmies to know what to expect, but all of this had escalated pretty quickly. Well, how different could she be?

I unzipped the side of her little skirt and tried to pull it down but it got stuck almost immediately. Sam wiggled her hips and I pulled again, but no luck. She lifted her hips, then, and reached back behind her.

"Tem's tale," she muttered.

I'd forgotten all about her tail, squished between her body and the mattress. I struggled for a while but it was still too difficult, so I flipped her over onto all fours. I lifted the hem of her skirt with one hand while she pulled her tail out of the little slot made in the skirt for it. I got a nice view of her panties while I did so – they were surprisingly adult compared to her bra, white and lacy, and they were covering a curvy and shapely little butt.

Sam wiggled her hips as I finally got her skirt off and she slipped her forelegs out of her top at the same time. She was left only in her training bra and those fancy panties, her fluffy tail wagging madly.

The sight of her happy wagging and her sexy round little body drove me over the edge. I grabbed her around her thighs and buried my face in her pantied butt, kissing and lightly biting at the soft flesh underneath. Sam gasped and squirmed and play-struggled, but I wasn't going to let her go.

I was enveloped in a delicious, rich scent which I immediately recognised. It was that savoury cotton-candy smell I'd smelled when we'd been watching TV on her couch together. I breathed it in. It wasn't perfume, but the intimate scent of an excited Temmie.

I wondered if she tasted as good as she smelled.

Taking her pants off was much easier – there was a little loop rather than a slot for her tail and with trembling hands I undid the ribbon. Then I slipped both thumbs into the waistband of her pants and drew them down slowly.

This has always been my favourite moment, when you finally see just what you're in for with a girl. I was no longer worried about our differences. They really didn't mean anything. I needed to see Sam's nakedness.

The globes of her little butt-cheeks were revealed. They were covered like the rest of her in that light, soft down which seemed to be everywhere except for her tummy. I gave each cheek a gentle kiss and pulled her pants down lower. They stuck for a moment between her admittedly round thighs, but Sam parted her legs and I got them out and drew them down to her knees, drawing a thin, sticky thread of her excitement from her hidden sex as I did so.

Her amazing scent intensified. I pulled her pants down off her stubby little legs and tossed them aside. Unable to hold back any longer, I slid a hand onto each cheek of her amazing little butt and gently parted it.

Well, what do you know? A Temmie's furriness doesn't extend to the crack of their butt or their mound, although there was an adorable little tuft where a human girl would have pubic hair. My parting of her revealed her little pink sex, surprisingly puffy, the slit an even deeper pink and glistening with her excitement.

Sam was panting now. Her tail had stopped wagging when I parted her cheeks and now, as I leaned forward and buried my lips and tongue in her delightful heat and fragrance, it jerked straight up in the air and she cried out.

Sam was even more delicious than she smelled. Her little slit gave up copious juices and my lips were soon wet with her. She moaned and panted and wiggled her butt as I ate her out, my heart racing, my dick getting impossibly harder. God, her flavour was like a mainline of viagra between my legs. Was this some kind of Temmie magic, or was it just her?

Soon Sam was shivering… no, vibrating. The whole of her was vibrating like she had that time in her apartment. The entire bed started shaking and it was all I could do to hold onto her and keep up my assault on her delicious little slit and butt with my tongue.

Finally I pulled away, gasping, and Sam slumped forward with a moan, deflating like a punctured balloon.

"Tem feel soooo…. soooo good!" she muttered into the mattress.

I realised then she was still wearing her bra. It was a kid's bra, but it had a latch and I leaned over and unhooked it.

Sam gasped, her paws flying up onto her chest, and she tried to squirm away, but I rolled her onto her back and wrestled her for the bra, laughing.

She didn't fight very hard and I soon slipped the straps off her forelegs and pulled the bra away. Her paws flew to her chest.

"Nonononono," she cried. "Tem… Tem's bo0bies are…!"

I leaned over and kissed her. "There's no need to be shy," I whispered. "I want to see all of you, Sam."

Sam stared at me, her little dark eyes wide as I pulled away, a string of saliva hanging between our lips. She stopped fighting back and I slowly drew her paws down.

She turned her face away. "Tem sorry that… Tem's b0obies so small. Small bo0bies n-not cute :("

"Oh no," I said, grinning. "Small boobies very cute."

With her paws out of the way two little puffy mounds with pink nipples were revealed. She wasn't kidding that her boobs were small. She was almost totally flat-chested. But her adorable shyness and embarrassment just made me even more aroused and I dove onto her chest, sucking first one and then the other little breastlet into my mouth.

Her flesh was softer here, but after a few moments her nipples grew hard against my lips. She was so small I could draw my tongue back and forth between her breasts and give the same attention to both little bumps with just a turn of my head.

"Uwa, uwa!" Sam gasped, throwing her head back and forth. Like most flat-chested girls, her nipples were super sensitive and I delighted in teasing her. Her intimate scent became stronger, that beautiful buttered cotton-candy smell, and I let go of one paw and let my hand drop down between her parted legs.

I flicked my thumb back and forth over her slick little bump and she gave a series of anguished little cries. Then I slipped first one and then another finger inside her and massaged her as I kept up my assault on her boobs.

She was soon a squirming, moaning mess. I could have kept it up all night, so cute were her moans and her shivering and the way her tail tried to wag even though it was stuck between her body and the mattress, but suddenly she put her paws on my forehead and pushed me away.

She scrambled up onto her haunches and blinked at me blearily. Her hair was a disaster, her eyes hooded, her eye-shadow smeared, a string of drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. Then her eyes slowly came into focus and a grin burst across her face. She leaped on top of me and I quickly found myself with a heavy little Temmie pushing me down and covering my face with slobbery kisses.

"N0t fair," she muttered as her tongue slipped all over my lips and nose and chin. "Tem having all teh fun. But n0w it's Tem's turn to maek hooman feel good! :3"

She backed up, her tongue slipping down my neck as she unbuttoned my shirt. With her stretchy forelegs she soon had every button undone and I sat up to help her slide my shirt off my back. But once it was off Sam pushed me right back down again. She kissed my chest, smothering her face in my hair and licking at my nipples.

I moaned. I've always loved it when a girl licks my nipples and Sam's tongue was an incredible hot and agile little poker, but she quickly turned her attention to my lower half. She kissed her way down across my stomach until she was staring at my crotch.

I pulled myself up on my elbows and she looked up at me, grinning like a cat that had caught a bird. She fumbled at my belt buckle, but even using paws she quickly had it unbuckled, unzipped my pants and started pulling them off.

As soon as they were down she scrambled back up to where I was lying, now wearing only my underwear. I was hard as a rock, my dick lewdly peaked, and Sam let out a little "Uwa!" as she brought both her paws to the cotton-covered mound.

She didn't wait. She grabbed the waistband of my underwear in her paws and pulled them down. My dick sprang free, looking monstrous before her. Her mouth hung open, falling off her face in her surprise.

"Hooman soooo big!" she whispered. "But sooooo cute 2!"

She reached forward with a paw and touched me, gently. I gasped at the sensation of that warm soft paw running across the head of my dick. Shit, I was sensitive. The flavour and smell of her was still thick on my tongue and her licking of my nipples had made me delirious with desire.

Sam didn't tease me for long. She gripped my dick at the base between her paws and slid her mouth down onto me. Enveloped in that exquisite liquid heat I cried out and lifted my butt off the bed as she bobbed her head up and down, giving me a masterful blowjob.

After a few moments of indescribable pleasure, she drew her lips off by degrees.

My dick popped out, red and slick with her saliva, and Sam, her eyes hooded, muttered a quiet "Uwa." Then she began basting my entire length with her cute pink tongue, paying particular attention to the slit. All the while she stroked the bottom part of the shaft with her paws, the soft pads feeling amazing against my hardness.

Sam slipped my dick back into her mouth and soon the tip of her tongue, sliding all over the underneath of the head, had me moaning and gripping the mattress beneath me as pleasure pumped along my spine.

'Uh, uh Sam," I gasped. "Slow.. slow down. I'm.. I'm going to..."

"N0!1" cried Sam, letting me pop out of her mouth. "N0t yet!" She took a step back and watched my dick jerking, her eyes wide. I bit my lip and willed myself not to explode. Thoughts of leaving Sam horny and unsatisfied and of not enjoying that glorious sticky spot between her legs managed to pull me back from the brink.

Still trembling from the waves of my almost-orgasm I leaned down and grabbed Sam under the arms and pulled her up to kiss me. God, she was tiny. I'd never been with anyone as small as her and the novelty was incredibly exciting. Her tongue was hot and salty and hungry as we kissed, and I used the opportunity to run my hand down her sides and over her incredible little bubble-butt and round thighs. My eyes were closed as I enjoyed the deliciousness of the kiss, but I could feel the soft bat-bat of her tail as she wagged it happily.

I broke the kiss and as she gasped with her wet lips against my neck I asked her if she was ready.

"Ya ya," she whispered. "Tem ready."

"It's just," I murmured. "Sam, do you really think you can take all of me? I mean, I'm not huge, but a human and a Temmie..."

Her tongue flicked across my skin in a half-lick Temmie kiss. "No, it 0kay. Temmies verry stretchy, everywhere!"

Maybe she was right, but my heart was still racing as I flipped her onto her back and leaned over her. With her beneath me, our size difference was even more noticeable. I completely covered her. Her eyes went wide as I gently parted her thighs. She was absolutely sodden between her legs, her juices literally dripping. I bent forward, guiding the head of my dick against her and stroked it across her swollen little button until she cried out.

Damn. This was it. I'd soon find out whether humans and Temmies could actually do it. I eased my hips forward and my shaft slowly disappeared in between the soft, slick folds of her sex.

I was enveloped straight away in pure heat and gooeyness. Sam cried out and for a panicked moment I thought I'd hurt her. I began to pull away but her eyes flew open and she cried out "No!1! Don't leav Tem!"

Her paws stretched out, encircling my waist, and pulled me back against her. I slid full length inside her and it was my turn to cry out. I don't know exactly where all the space was coming from, but I ended up in her sticky centre of pleasure right up to the hilt. I luxuriated there, blissfully enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me. God, she was a tiny little thing but she had just the right amount of give to accommodate me fully.

I leaned down and kissed her as I drew myself out slowly, enjoying every moment of her sliding off my shaft. Sam gasped against my lips then cried out again when I slid back into her.

We soon found a good rhythm together, fast rather than slow. Sam wouldn't let me go too slow. She seemed to enjoy feeling me fill her up and whenever I pulled out too far her forelegs wrapped around me and pulled me straight back in.

Somehow I found hidden reserves of willpower to keep from exploding there and then into her hungry little womb. I dipped my tongue into her mouth, enjoying her pleasure-filled gasps and little cries as our hips came together.

The position quickly became a bit painful on my neck, since to kiss and thrust into her at the same time meant I needed to lean over constantly. Sam quickly understood my grimaces and unwrapped her paws from around my waist and pushed me onto my back.

"Tem's turn n0w!" she said, grinning at me as she clambered astride my erection. She gave an experimental bounce and I groaned. The sound delighted her and she bounced again, gasping out an "Uwa!" of her own as I speared up into her.

She was right, she was stretchy! She lay forward on all fours, her paws on my chest, her face delirious with pleasure as she began to hump me in earnest. With the pressure off my neck and back, I was able to lie there, relaxed and blissful, while she did all the work.

Sam's tail wagged back and forth, her dog-ears flopping about as she bounced her round little butt up and down on me and panted. I couldn't resist gripping her around her ample hips: her body, which had seemed so cute and funny the first time I'd seen her, was driving me out of my mind with lust now. I squeezed those amazing thighs, ran my fingers up over her incredible round little butt and stroked the base of her fluffy tail.

Sam's eyes flew open. "Oh ya ya ya! Please... plz play with Tem's tail. Tem's tale… soooo sensitiv!"

Hearing her plea, I ran my fingers along the underside of her tail, then back down to play with the soft, curvy cheeks of her butt. I squeezed them and Sam's mouth slipped open and she began to drool. So a Temmie's tail was sensitive, just like she said, but she liked me playing with her butt, too. I smiled to myself. I was learning a lot about Temmies tonight – Sam really was an amazing little tutor.

I knew I couldn't last much longer, but luckily Sam was getting close, too. Her eyes were hooded, her cheeks flushed, her mouth wide open, panting, as she humped herself up and down on my hardness. I held her around the waist and guided her. Truth was, despite all her talk about Tem's being stretchy, I was still worried I might go too deep and hurt her. But Sam was in total control and she knew now what we both liked.

"Tem… geting… cl0se…!" she panted.

"Me too," I gasped. The sexy sight of the adorable little monster wholly possessed by me had brought me to the brink, almost as much as the incredible surges of pleasure being driven along my spine with her every bounce.

"Tem… Tem… cant st0p!"

"Don't hold back," I gasped. "Don't stop!"

Her little body was a blur now. No, wait, she was vibrating again! The whole of her body was vibrating, sending shivers along my fingers and down my arms, to say nothing for what it was doing for my dick. It was too much. I drove deep into her one final time as she thrust her hips down and threw her paws forward, grinding herself against me. Her face contorted in ecstasy and she pawed at my chest as I felt her grow blistering hot around my shaft.

"Tem… Tem cumMing!"

With a cry I came as well. I fell over that precipice, driving myself up into her balls-deep as I splattered her womb with what felt like gallons of semen. I didn't stop coming for a long time and with every spurt Sam gave a happy little cry and twitched her tail.

With a final spurt I fell back, gasping out my pleasure. Sam slumped forward as well, her front paws kneading my chest. Her hair was slick with sweat, her dog and cat ears slack with exhaustion. I crushed her to me, filled with love for the little Temmie, not wanting to be parted from her so soon.

At last I grew soft and popped out, eliciting a final soft "uwa" from Sam. She woke from her daze and gazed up at me, a tired smile on her drool-speckled lips.

"Hooman filled Tem's tummy all up," she murmured, her words making her blush. She pushed her face against my chest and I stroked my fingers along her back and down her round butt.

I chuckled. "God," I said. "I don't think I've ever come that much." I could feel the sticky pool cooling between us but I was so happy and worn-out I couldn't care less about it.

I started drifting off to sleep, but a sudden panic gripped me and I jerked awake "Uh, Sam?"

"Wah?" She opened her eyes again. She'd been on the point of falling asleep, too.

"Uh, are you on the pill?"

She looked up at me blearily, but then, understanding, she smiled.

"Dont worry, Tem can't get pragnent, even tho hooman came so much. Tem not in estrous. Tem… only… can… hav... puppies… if… she… during... estrous."

Then she began to snore.

The poor little thing. She really had done the majority of the work. Still, I felt just as worn out and moved to slip myself from under her. But Sam muttered and curled up on top of my torso like a dog and continued to snore.

I ran my fingers through her hair and scratched her behind the ears, immediately feeling a bit weird for doing so. But my caresses made her smile and she nuzzled her short little muzzle into my chest.

I sighed. There'd be no moving her now. Oh well. It wasn't like she was heavy or anything. I stroked my fingers from the top of her head to the base of her tail and I was still doing that when I fell asleep, too.

I was sitting at the cafe, enjoying the last few sips of my tall macchiato when I received a resounding slap on the back.

"Dude!"

It was Spence, of course, with Hannah in tow.

"Oh hey," I said. "Look sorry about last night. I –"

Spence shook his head and grinned. "Hey, you had to do what you had to do. How did Sam take it?"

I glanced at Hannah and then back at Spence. "Pretty well, all things considered," I said, trying hard not to smile.

"Yeah, well," said Spence. "You know, Vanilla doesn't really take no for an answer. She gave me her number." He fished around for his phone.

"Don't worry about it," I said. "I'm going to be a bit too busy to go out for a while."

Spence frowned.

I raised my eyebrows. "The finals?" I prompted.

"Oh yeah," he said. "The finals. So how are they looking?"

"Good," I said. "Luckily I found a great tutor." I quickly downed the last of my coffee and stood up. "I'll have to catch up with you guys later. I have to study. My tutor should be getting off right around..."

A familiar voice called my name and Sam came bounding out from the cafe, her backpack over her shoulder. She stopped dead when she saw Hannah and Spence and she looked to me, a flash of discomfort on her little face.

I knew what she was thinking. I knelt down and threw my arms around her and kissed her.

"Uwa," she murmured, her eyebrows jerking up high off her face in surprise as she kissed me back.

I broke the kiss, but kept my hands around her waist. Spence and Hannah were staring at me. Spence's mouth was hanging open almost as low as a Temmie's could, but Hannah was sporting a grin.

"Well, enjoy your study session," she said. She grabbed Spence and began pulling him away, but just as quickly stopped. "Hey, if you're not too tired after your studying, want to meet up for a few drinks later?" Her eyes flicked playfully to Sam. "Study-buddies are welcome."

"Girlfriend's too?" I asked.

She laughed and nodded. "Girlfriends too."

Spence, still shocked, raised his hand in a hesitant farewell and then they were gone.

Sam turned to me, her dark eyes wide and fragile. "You're really… you're really not embarrassed to be seen with me?" she whispered.

I stared at her. "Why would I be ashamed of being seen with someone as smart and beautiful as you, Sam?"

The little monster burst into tears and leaped up into my arms. "Tem loev hooman!" she cried, smothering my mouth in sloppy Temmie kisses.

"Hooman loev Temmie, too," I replied, kissing her back. "Soo, soo much!"

The End

Note: The reason why Sam didn't answer her phone is because she dropped it in the toilet.