One With The (Cartoon) Universe
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Varien Quill

Another strike of lighting cut the night sky, followed by imminent, blaring sounds like gods above were currently during deadly combat within each other. This time, it hit close to home.
Jerry, the middle-aged man of the house, closed the kitchen windows to save the floor from the potential flooding. He didn't mind a weather like this; it was a perfect excuse to stay home and drink beer while watching a football match. It was the opening of a season, after all. But his plans were foiled, because apparently someone else was using television, instead of usually hiding in the room, glued to the computer screen. He opened the fridge and took out a four-pack of the delicious, bitter-sweet goodness and returned to the living room, seeing his adult son, James, who used an impressively sized tv to watch animated movies.
     - That panda again? I have seen it a few times already, Jimbo. Together too. Can't you watch it on your fancy "gaming rig" of yours?
     - Monitor is much smaller. Besides, there's nothing else watchable tonight, right?
     - Wrong. Bears against Panthers are tonight. And I'm not talking about animals and their martial arts. Like twirling around was anything artistic about it anyway - Jerry sat down, opening a can of beer, before taking a sip. The next crackle of thunder hit incredibly close - damn, did you hear that? Maybe we should turn off the electronics.
Son rolled his eyes. It was the twenty-first century. He knew that just one bolt couldn't fry all of their equipment. Those were too well secured for a sudden surge of power. He ignored that comment, taking a handful of popped kernels out of the bowl.
Seeing that the youngster didn't change the channel, he idly watched Master Tigress, training with a girthy panda male.
     - You like her, don't you? Got a little crush on her? I bet you have one of those... what's they called? Ah, body pillows... - the father smirked, while James blushed visibly.
     - Hilarious. You probably have Po as a role model.
Jerry glared at him, not liking the tone of his voice at all.
     - Just change the channel, Jimmy.
James sighed and picked up the remote, aiming it at the screen. But once his finger touched one button, it happened again.
Lighting struck directly into their establishment, while various electronic and electric equipment went haywire. But before both of the couch potatoes could even react, the TV exploded into a gigantic sphere of light, engulfing the room and themselves.
Second, the couch was empty. Popcorn spilled over the floor, while a tilted can of beverage poured its contents as well, drop by drop.

*****

The hill top looked incredibly colorful, like someone painted it and made it true to life. Valley in the horizon was a mix of distinct tones as well, like watching through tinted glass. Real and imitated at the same time. Even the nearby tree seemed to be taken directly from a child's book. Both of them landed on a summit, miles from a nearby civilization.
     - What? Where are we? What happened? - Jerry finally said, but his voice was different. Like he was voiced by an underrated rock star, now only known for one , single thing. - Wait, is this me speaking?
He averted his gaze, now seeing a bi-pedal tigress in oriental clothing. That couldn't be real, right?
     - Tigress? What's going on? Did you see Jimmy?
     - Dad... it's me - Master Tigress finally spoke back, but sounding exactly like her. It was strange beyond belief. While he usually trusted his son, it was still unreal. But judging by his own hands and naked, larger than usual belly, he or rather she had to tell the truth.
     - I hope it's not afterlife. I don't want to stay in the kid's show for eternity.
     - It's for all ages, actually.
Jerry wanted to retort, but something altered his words and manners. Like a bug, hidden in his mind and whispering lines.
     - Y-yeah. Whatever you say.
Panda and tigress looked at each other in awkward silence, not able to speak another word. But one of them had to break it, eventually. Finally, Po turned back and pulled at the fabric of his short pants, looking inside.
     - What are you doing? - Master Tigress squinted her eyes, just like the original version. She spoke in a mix of shock and slight disgust.
Panda jumped a bit, looking back at her nervously.
     - Ah, ha-ha. You know... new body, so first thing I need to check is... oh, come on! Like you're not the one who's curious, right? Besides, my stomach is too large, I can't see a thing in there - he tried to add a swear word into his sentence, but he automatically skipped it, not even realizing it.
Tigress rolled her eyes, now feeling how her bra, or rather a piece of clothing working as one, felt incredibly tight, like a bandage. Maybe that's why, at least on television, she always looked so... tomboyish? She slowly unwrapped it, revealing more of her fur, while feeling a glorious relief. Like pulling down tight jeans after an endless day. Two small globes of flesh jumped out of the clothing, still feeling sore. At least one question was answered.
     - And now what are you doing, huh? Take one to know one? - Po smirked a bit, seeing that Tigress wasn't much better than him, exposing her body with no hesitation. But apparently, the chubby panda tried to hide his shock behind his rather ironic nature. Probably the human mind kept him from dropping his jaw in disbelief while popping out his eyes like a stereotypical cartoon character.
     - Just getting comfortable. These clothes are killing me. I always wondered if this was also a part of the training, helping with discipline and self-control. But you wouldn't know that, with your belly out all the time...
     - Excuse me for keeping the tradition of my people. Besides, there're no clothes my size... - he added the last words, quieter like he was saying those to himself. Although Tigress heard that, rolling her eyes in mild annoyance.
After removing the rest of the garments, Tigress saw how little fat could be found on her slender and strong body. Years of harsh discipline, strict diet and months of recovery did their thing. She was a killing machine, a tribute to mortality and its achievements.
But of course, she was still a woman, and even the most brutal workout wouldn't decrease her hips or shrink her rump, although her bosom was obviously smaller than average. And it was those aspects she was interested in, while Po just watched, frozen in place like her gaze petrified him. A power she did not learn yet.
     - What are you staring at? I'm just curious. And I don't need to explain myself, anyway. You wouldn't understand - she cut his potential question before he could even ask them. But somehow his staring made her,,, warm? She knew about his feelings towards her, after all.
     - Come, join me. It's too late to resume regular training, so let's just continue the easier one. The one  with breathing exercise and balance.
     - Are you sure it's easier? You know I can't stand on one leg for too long. Can't we just throw fist at each other? - but Tigress lost her patience.
     - Just drop your pants and come over here!
And just like in some sort of animated show, the panda suddenly was ten times faster, like a black and white blur just removed his little clothing he had and suddenly appeared next to Tigress.
     - To be one with the universe, get rid of anything that binds you to the mortal realm. While it's unnecessary and some masters forbid this method, it really helps some, me included. Now, close your eyes and take a deep breath.
Once her own eyes were closed, she inhaled the mountain's air and exhaled, already feeling balanced. She didn't notice the usual clumsiness of the panda, but the once feeble human mind went much deeper inside, like it never existed, but it was still there.
Holding palms of hands together and raising one leg, she stood firm, while the panda wobbled on the chubby limb. Sensing disturbance nearby, she sighed, deciding that they had to work together in this simple training.
     - Here. Lie down and use your foot to support me. Without cooperation, you can't even think about succeeding. And take your mind out of the gutter, would you? - she looked at him, noticing how he gazed upon her bare body. While she was proud of it, some looks were tiring for her.
He lied down and tried to accomplish what she tried to do. Like a swan, she laid her stomach on his upward extended leg, looking like a swan. Maybe Master Crane should be in her place instead? This exercise truly aroused Po, who had her nether regions in full view. With free hand, he massaged her powerful thighs, which would easily break a watermelon between them.
     - What do you think you're doing? - she snapped.
     - Just... helping you relax? - Po started, rubbing her with the skilled hands of a culinary expert. While his efforts were incredibly pleasing, it somewhat annoyed her. But apparently her plans had to change.
     - Fine. Since you can't think about anything else, let's relax in another way. It's for stress relief only, of course.
Po lowered Master Tigress on his own belly, now having a whole feast before him. Even if she often acted like a male, she also couldn't deny her own origins. Even her labia looked smooth and perfect, with a tiny sphere at top of it, glistening with womanly liquids. As a gourmet enthusiast, he just had to try it, using his tongue against it, trying out the taste. While Tigress used her limbs to support herself, standing above Po on all fours, she noticed how really excited the panda was. The girth, enormous cock woke up, growing rapidly before poking Tigress' chin. Seeing how he was obviously pent up, couldn't just leave it be. She took the whole tip inside her warm mouth, while grasping the base of it, massaging the whole rod up and down.
Po groaned happily, amazed how her crush was pleasuring him, in excuse of helping each other to unite with the universe or anything like that, since, as usual, he listened little. But he certainly was a panda of action, taking this "training" seriously. Apparently, he had to be motivated with something he likes, like good food or... this.
Master Tigress already took the whole panda's meat inside her, while throat bulged visibly, giving an outline of such an impressive cock for species like Po. With hunger in his eyes, he shoved the whole tongue inside her, making the feline lover moan, however her sounds were muffled by his girth.
With a loud gasp for air, she removed that shaft from her, feeling that it didn't work out at all. Her arousal grew and demanded much more than measly licking or sucking their nether regions.
     - Something's wrong? - the anxious panda was clearly afraid that he messed up.
     - No. Just... sit down with crossed legs. I'll be right back...
She stood up and waited for him to change his position. His enormous rod throbbed with each heartbeat, probably quite annoyed that it had to leave Tigress' wonderful maw. Once the panda was ready, she sat down on him, wrapping her own legs behind him, while supporting herself with arms behind her back. With one swift movement of a martial art master, Tigress connected with him like two parts of the same flower. Resembling a lotus, both of them were finally one, while moaning in unity and touching their foreheads together, like long-lost lovers who finally found each other.
Maybe it wasn't a perfect flower, seeing how their bodies were different, but their minds and souls were important. Po inserted himself deep, while their breathing calmed down, fusing into one organism. Po grasped her ass cheeks while she moved her hips, making sure that his shaft would fit every sensitive spot.
And there they were, two beasts who once were hungry for each other and lying to themselves that it shouldn't happen for various reasons, finally could embrace together. Po used his strength to raise his lover higher before impaling her again, feeling impatient. Finally, Tigress kissed him deeply, while mildly biting his lower lip, feeling the approaching inevitable. While their movements quickened, they were still harmonised. Just like their moans, when both of them were overwhelmed by the sudden feeling of him shooting his thick load deep inside her, with each powerful twitch of his cock.
While not breaking their position, they remained in affectionate hold. Tigress opened her eyes, half believing what just happened.
     - We... we should get back. It's getting late.
     - Tigress. Before we go... I must tell you that... I...
But she interrupted him, kissing him passionately, mostly because she hated hearing him stutter.
     - I know.

*****

The last words of Master Tigress were heard from a far distance, like an echo. The view blurred, like through the glass. And just like that, two human males reappeared on the couch in their living room, with liquid and snacks spilled everywhere. Once they wake up without clothes, the awkward awakening will be indeed quite legendary.