Chapter 11

Tigra purred as she kneeded the white belly of her hedgie, her purr draining his will ever so slowly. After hours of this treatment, Flare was more than content to stay in her grasp. The tigress smiled. All was going according to plan.

She spread out Flare on his stomach, breathing slowly in as she raised a delicate hand, pincer fingers down, and began to pluck his spines one at a time.

Flare yelped with each spine removed, and Tigra laughed merrily.

An hour later found Flare curling up in the Tigeress's cuddling grip, where she rewarded him by gripping his throat and purring savagely in her growling croon.

"Yehehesss my petty pet! You are mommy's now, oh sweet Orangey.. ...AAAALLL MOMMY'S!"