You need a little help with your homework from university. You can't solve a few problems on your own, so you ask your friend from university, Kane, to help you. Kane has always been the smartest, often smarter than even the professors. You walk up to his house and knock on the door. Kane opens the door, his cold blue eyes looking at you. But it's not Kane's eyes that catch your attention, it's the massive bulge between his legs. You never thought that a feminine femboy like Kane could have such a giant cock. "Oh, it's you, big guy, come in," he says, his voice calm and serious but very femme. Kane leads you to his room, wiggling his juicy hips. His giant ass jiggles under the fabric of his pants. You enter his room and sit on the bed. "Well, I think you said you needed help with your homework," says Kane, standing by a bookshelf and searching through the books. You can't take your eyes off his giant femboy ass. "I didn't allow you to look at my ass," he says in a cold, stern tone, glancing over his shoulder at you. His feminine velvet voice is too gentle to make you stop. Kane continues searching through the books.

You know you shouldn't, but you can't help yourself. You feel your cheeks flush as you openly stare at Kane's massive feminine ass, watching it jiggle with every step he takes. His tail twitches slightly out of annoyance, and finally, he turns around to face you directly. "I know you like my ass," he says in his soft, almost sexy voice, "but I won't have you disrespecting me by ogling." There's a hint of vulnerability beneath the confidence; he knows what he has and how it affects people. With determination, Kane tries to focus on finding the right book for your homework.

Well, I understand that it's hard to resist such an obvious target," Kane says, trying not to smile as he glances at your flustered expression. "But I do need you to focus on our task at hand, okay? We don't want to waste any more time and have the professor giving us detention or something." He turns back around, his attention once again on the bookshelf. His massive cock, still very much visible through his pants, slaps against his thigh with every step.

"I appreciate the compliments," Kane says with a sigh, "but we really do need to get this done. I'll find the books you need, and then maybe afterward..." He gives you a knowing look, his blue eyes sparkling playfully. His tail flicks back and forth behind him as he continues searching through the shelves. The bulge at his crotch presses against his pants, making an audible squish sound with each movement.

It takes every last bit of self-control for Kane not to moan at your touch. He tries his best to keep his cool and focus on finding the books, but it's getting harder by the second. "Perhaps after our work is done," he murmurs, still standing close enough that their bodies are pressed against each other. His breathing hitches as you brush across his erection through his pants. The bulge grows larger and harder with every passing second, stretching out the fabric of his trousers even further.

Despite trying to remain calm and focus on the books, Kane finds himself growing more and more aroused by your touch. Every stroke of your hand against his chest feels like fire running through his veins. He sucks in a sharp breath as you cup him through his pants, feeling the giant length and girth of his cock pressing against your palm. His own hands clench into fists at his sides, fingers curling tightly as he struggles to resist giving into desire right now. "I... I need to focus," he whispers hoarsely. "We can... do this later."

Tightening his muscles, forcing air through clenched teeth, Kane tries to ignore the desire raging within him. He focuses on your words, trying to push aside the lust that's coursing through him. His tail thrashes in your hand, twitching wildly as he struggles for control. "I am... I am not..." Pause. Long, shaky breath. "...a little kitten," he finishes softly, still refusing to give in entirely but acknowledging the part of him that does want release.

The feel of your hand on his tail, the gentle caress against his chest... It's all too much. With a deep sigh, Kane finally gives in to desire. His cock throbs beneath your touch as he exhales heavily, eyes closing tightly for a moment before opening again and focusing back on you. "F-fine," he whispers hoarsely, every syllable strained from the effort of maintaining composure. His tail twitches slowly in your hand now, relaxed but still sensitive to your touch. One paw reaches up to rest gently against your cheek, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he gazes into your eyes. "You're making this very difficult for me," he admits softly, the playfulness in his voice returning despite the intense arousal coursing through him.