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It's a wonderful life.
Tanaka is your boyfriend, well... He's an old man, so is he really a cute boy? Of course he is! The cutest. And our favourite anime girl.
You were out shopping in Tatsumi Port Island. You didn't have anything in mind to buy; initially, you were just here to look.
But that's when you found a store…
With fluffy pink ears and tail.
Hey... that gives you an idea…
Tanaka would look real good in this! Life's too short, so let's have some fun!
~
You get home after a long day of work. Which was choosing the “outfit” and your lame-o job before that. So what now?
You approach the doorstep, keys in hand while the other has a mysterious bag.
Now to unlock the door…
….
You succeed after the first miserable attempt, and the door swings open!
You weren't even discreet about it. It had to be made sure you announced your presence.
You close the door, eyes peering to where Tanaka could be in the small house. The TV is playing… ah, Tanaka is on the couch! His black shoes are dangling off the sofa's handle. Is he American? Only Americans wear shoes indoors, but anywho...
What was he watching? You take a sneak peak…
Why is this dude watching a video analysis of his own TV show? Is this what rich men do in their spare time!?
You call out.
“Anyone home?”
In an instant, Tanaka lifted his head up to meet yours. “Oh, hello.”
Did he not notice you come in?
Alright, whatever.
Kicking your shoes off, you prance over to Tanaka, standing in front of him. His usually pristine suit was now crinkled from a day's work.
He looks up lazily, but eyes now fixed onto the bag..
It was a giant pink bag with a comically sized pawprint on it.
He narrows his eyes, now sitting up.
"What's that?”
You smile.
“Open it.”
This is when you drop the bag into Tanaka's lap. He looks at you one more time before his gaze drops back to the bag.
With deft hands… his digits slither up the bag, taking a peak.
Since the author is the god of convenience, she made sure the bag was discreetly packed. Now Tanaka has to see for himself now!
So?
He takes apart the white wrapper…
And then he is greeted with a fat, pink bushy tail. Wow, it's pink. Hey, that can go nicely with his suit. And it had a pretty rhinestone buckle!! Maybe Tanaka can wear this to work~ show it off to all his employees.
He grimaces, but then…
A pair of cat ears! Matching to the tail, it was pink and fluffy. Now your dreams of Tanaka as a cute catboy can come true! Oh, those weren't your dreams? I'm the author so everything is canon.
“Uh… what is this?”
“Are you that out of touch? You're a businessman… oh yeah you are chronically offline, so I guess I can let it slide…” You purse your lip. “Have you ever thought of being a catboy?”
He looks at you.
You look at him.
And you say something so bone shuddering.......
“Being my catboy?~”
Tanaka sputters.
“W-what!? Fuck you mean by "my" catboy!?”
You smile.
“You know damn well. Now, put it on.
"There's no way in hell I a-”
“PUT IT ON.” You say through gritted teeth.
“Think about my dignity!”
Screw his dignity.
But… Tanaka stills. What’s wrong with him? His eyes are mostly on the tail in his lap.
"What's wrong, Tanaka dearest?”
“Grmrph…”
Our favourite tsundere >_>
“Come onnnn…” you urge, lightly tugging at the cuff of his suit jacket. You sit next to him with a look of utmost delight – whilst his is only utter disdain…
You sigh a dramatic sigh. Let's do some guilt tripping.
“Do you even love me, Tanaka?”
He blushed. “Of course i do! But i dont wanna-”
“Okay, just say you don't love me.”
“Ergh…”
With sheer determination, your passive aggressiveness worked!
Reluctantly, Tanaka stands up. The cat ears lay on the couch while he tries to put on a tail. It's a kind of belt tail thing… so with beautiful grace, he puts it through the belt loops and does the buckle.
And voila, a sexy Tanaka in a cat tail. Pretty bushy aswell, what if in another universe i turn Tanaka into a sassy ragdoll? (subtle foreshadowing)
Anywho.
“Good good… now put the ears on!”
You're treading on thin ice… But Tanaka would never say anything. He must fear your wrath.
With deft hands… the fluffy pink cat ears are on his head.
“Tanaka.” you say menacingly, arms resting on the arm rests and gazing with a perverse leer.
His gaze meets yours… “yes?”
…
“Shake that ass.”
His jaw drops into the war trenches.
You shoot a very scary glare, the glare that will make any old businessman named Tanaka shudder at his core.
He shakes that ass… you can hear the bones grinding as he does. Is it from old age?
~The End~
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