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So what we have here is a very generic and plain feline of the housecat variety. English and vaguely silly around the edges, he has been a fur and online for a good few years now. He used to be a bit of a slut, almost a porn star in some circles, during his kittenish catboi days. But now he is definitely an older, slightly more discerning tomcat. Quality has definitely replaced quantity as his aim, although as a tomcat he can definitely supply the latter and maintain the former.
Tony is bi, but tends to lean well towards females these days, saving his male preference for close friends. Not to say he is not above making these friends quite easily, if the male in question takes his interest. When it comes to herms he tends to look to their female parts, while pleasuring their malehood at the same time.
Normally found slobbing around in combats and a hoodie, Tony tends to look a little scruffy, but can scrub up for more formal occasions. When the weather gets warmer he simply switches the hoodie for a long sleeved t-shirt. Add in some clumpy boots and a tendency to wear a black collar everywhere he goes and you have a slight goth looking kitty. However, he tends to be quite cheerful if slightly morbid in his humour and tastes in entertainment.
It should be noted that in general this is his ‘civilian’ clothing. When in the tub he tends to go nude. After all, it makes sense that when in a massive hot tub you don’t need to be clothed. And it makes it easier to slip directly into sexing mode.
Under those clothes the tomcat is trying his best to keep his stomach flat in an occupation that requires very little movement. He is winning the battle, with a definite set of muscle under the golden blonde fur of his stomach. Aside from that telltale sign of his age, he is still quite a slim and lithe cat, which he is quite proud of. His fur is a uniform shade of blonde all over, from ears to tailtip. He tends to keep his headfur trimmed down short for preference, but like a lazy kitty it can grow out on him between trips to get it cut.
Oh, yes and he’s a shameless tease.
In fact, he is quite an evil tease when he wants to be. Tony has a tendency to work a partner into a drippy, mewing mess if allowed before mating. He especially loves to do so where it would be dangerous for them to get caught, such as outdoors, at work etc. He has a sheathless, 8 inch shaft that can pass 8.5 if he is particularly aroused or on his third or fourth round of mating. He is not barbed, but the tip is slightly textured in places, a vestigial feature that the urban feline seems to have lost. However it’s not like that seems to have decreased his prowess in any way.
There is a tiny hint of magic in the tomcat, but he’s not sorcerer or anything. He has a little magical blood in him from his slightly mongrel family tree. It’s just enough to surprise any magic user, and he swears he only ever uses it for good. And he’s so innocent and lovely, why would he ever use things for teasing? :3 He does tend to have the hots for weres. Shapeshifters are good and all, but having some trembling hooman teased to a shuddering peak as they transform as a result of his actions really makes his day.
Tony is in an open mateship with Mouseychan the mouse and Harmony, her mouse-wolf hybrid daughter. He has one kitten with Harmony (Angel) and a pair of twins with Mousey Chan (Alice and Lucy). The family is also currently in the process of adopting two strays that broke into his kitchen on separate occasions, and ended up becoming part of the family. These are Lys, a runaway feline and Lizzy, a lizard of indeterminate species that arrived in a semi-feral state. He is also in join ownership of Thor with his ex-mate Rabbitwolf, and master to Cunnie the cabbit. Due to various drama reasons, his family tends not to come to the tub any more. As such this is more a ‘heads up’ than a warning you’ll run into them.
When in the tub, to prevent increasing the size of his family, he has a contraceptive implant on the inside of his right elbow. That means he can perform as much as is needed, without any chance of pregnancy.
Some pics! All by Mama. Thanks Mama!
A comission I picked up a while ago, based on one of my favourite band’s album covers.
Me and Cunnie, my little Cabbit pet, enjoying snuggle time.