Wake-Up Call

“EEEEEEEEEEE!”

“Ahhhh.” Sha’Ria sighed dreamily, resting her head on her partner’s stomach. “Music to my ears.”

“LET GO OF MY BAAA-HAAAAAALLS,” the rat wailed, his entire body thrashing around in an attempt to dislodge the bigger female.

The red dragoness snuggled closer, purring appreciatively as Raj groped at her body with shaking paws. “In a minute…”

Raj had a bad habit of staying up past midnight and then oversleeping. Sha’Ria, on the other hand, was a morning person through and through. So on those particular days when Raj and Sha’Ria had some kind of morning appointment to get to — say, brunch with a friend — it fell to Sha’Ria to make sure that the sleepy rat woke up at an appropriate time.

Of course, it was entirely up to her to decide HOW to wake him up.

“I’M AWAKE!!!!” the male screeched, his voice a shrill soprano. He scrabbled at the dragoness’s hands, trying to dislodge her iron grip around his ballbag, but Sha’Ria just adjusted her grip and squeezed harder, earning a desperate mewl in reply.

Sha’Ria was very appreciative of her live-in fuck buddy’s oversized nuts. His balls were so big that they barely fit between his legs — and barely fit between her claws, for that matter. This morning, she had decided to concentrate all her squeezing on just ONE nut, her fingers digging into the rubbery sphere from every possible angle. It was pretty hot to see it next to its twin — one a totally normal orb, the other a bubble of nutmeat that bulged out in a dozen different directions.

The rat’s spunk-maker quivered in her claws. She was tempted to pop it…but well, Raj’s regenerative amulet was in the other room, and they were already running a bit late. Maybe she could convince him to let her kick his nutbag around some more in the afternoon.

“Alright, I guess you’re awake.” Reluctantly the female let go of her favorite toys — though not without giving them a parting slap. Raj’s morning wood bounced from the impact too, a few drops of freshly squeezed precum glistening on the tip of his dick.

Raj immediately curled up and rolled onto his side, clutching his aching package in his paws. “Ohhhhhhhh,” he warbled, his voice still a good octave higher than it usually would be. The backs of his oversized testicles peeked out from between his clenched thighs.

Sha’Ria climbed to her feet, feeling refreshed. “Well THAT was a nice way to start the day. Come on, up and at ‘em! We’ve got places to go.”

“…I-I think I need a minute…” wheezed the rat, his eyes squinted shut. Nausea radiated outwards from his groin in waves, like aftershocks after an earthquake.

The big red dragoness frowned. “No snoozing. We gotta go!”

“I’m not sure I can even WALK!” he protested.

Sha’Ria leaned over him. “Well why don’t you try?” she asked, a hint of teasing in her tone. She lifted one bare foot and poked at the back of the rat’s hefty nutsac, earning another squeak from her boy-toy. “Or if you’re really aching that bad, I could always pop your nuts and you could magic up a new pair…”

That got him moving. “Th-that’s okay!” the male groaned, suddenly scrambling to his feet. His limbs shook like jelly, but with a little effort, he did manage to stand up. He exhaled, wincing as he reached down to cup his injured ‘nads as best he could. “I-I guess I can…manage…”

“That’s the spirit!” Sha’Ria beamed down at him. “Come on, there’s breakfast in the kitchen.” She started down the hall, her round rear swaying with each step.

“…You couldn’t have woken me up with a blowjob or something?” the rat whined, limping along after her.

“I did that yesterday! A girl can’t suck dick EVERY day.” She glanced over at the heavy ballbag bobbling about between Raj’s legs, feeling a little surge of warmth in her heart and her loins. “Today I was in more of a scrambled eggs mood, you know?”