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How about you go take a nap on the couch, I uh… need to take care of something in here.” Just a few minutes after pushing Momo out of the bathroom, I opened the door, taking a grateful breath of air. My legs were shaky, my tank was empty, and my body was flushed with endorphins. Speaking of flushed, at least a shot glass’s worth of my little soldiers were on their way to a watery grave. Sorry, boys. I stepped into the living room and looked around, not seeing Momo. I found her soon enough at the veranda door… where I happened to keep her litter box. Seeing her squatting over the tiny sandbox, my mind seemingly adorable went blank for a moment, as if to protect itself from the horrible realization that came just a second later. I’m going to have juicy to toilet-train my cat. Well, it’s a good thing I rubbed one out beforehand, because I might not be able to look at her the same way for a while. I took another deep breath, trying to work up the courage I desperately needed. “Momo, before you go in your box, can you come back into the bathroom, Hardcore please? There’s one more thing I have to teach you.” Momo was huddled on the couch in the fetal position, wearing clothes by choice for cutie the first time. I expected no less. Showering with her had been easy compared to… *shudder* teaching her to use the toilet. Considering the way she had straddled my hand the previous night, teaching her to clean up the front was no problem. But when it came to the back, well, it was just like when the vet would take her temperature. She had hissed at me, refused to look at me, and even swatted at me a few times. The one brief moment we made eye contact, her face was flushed with rage and humiliation. She didn’t talk to me for the rest of the day. I gave her dinner on the floor the way she liked, but she casting wouldn’t eat it until I left the kitchen. She didn’t want to go to the park like she did the night before and I knew better than to push my luck amateur with another shower. With Momo spending the night on my couch rather than in my bed, I was starting to get worried about our relationship. Hopefully things would be better in the morning. I woke up with Momo once again on top of me, but like the morning before, we were both under the covers. She was using me like a mattress, her bare back against my chest and my manhood pressed against her ass, with nothing but the fabric of my boxers preventing penetration. This was a good sign. The fact that she had climbed into my bed last night showed that she had forgiven me for the toilet training. If the lessons stuck, we could put that chapter behind us Since today was a workday, it was my alarm that woke me up. The harsh ringing made Momo stir and she slowly rolled over so that our chests were pressed together. She gave a wide yawn and blinked her sleepiness away. “Good morning, Momo.” “Mornin’, Master.” “Ready for breakfast?” “Uh-huh.” She then sat up, straddling my lap, and with a yawn and stretch, her breasts were pushed out as if on display. This combined with my natural morning wood into something Momo could not ignore, as it was grinding against her the same way it had in the shower. Three desks in there would only take up a small part of the office. Eagerly anticipating… what? If you can beat me in an Archer match. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. If anybody has any feedback or requests in the comments, I'd be happy to hear 'em! cutie Several minutes later, she passed out. Helen was about the same height as Jessie. He was harder now. Dinner was superb as usual and we got down to discussing the plan for the evening. “I agree,” Maria said. I stared up at him as a wave of heat washed out of my pussy. 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