"Really? Taking off the shirt is necessary?" The copper-furred cougar lamented his friend's idea, but it was a little bit too late to go back on his word. As Maloo paced around his own living room, he was at least thrilled that the outside windows were completely covered up; the last thing he needed was for his neighbors to see a little bit more of him than necessary, even if he usually went down to the poor without anything covering his torso.

Erika, Maloo's serval acquaintance with digital camera in hand, tapped her foot impatiently. "You know, I get my picture taken all of the time, and you don't see me complaining in the least bit!" She sighed and leaned against a wall; she was no stranger to photographs, that much was true. It may have had something to do with the that that there had been times where her breasts were as large as the living room in which they both occupied, if not larger. 

"Fine, fine, I get your point," Maloo relented, finally removing both his white shirt and tossing it aside on the couch. "Just keep these shots between the two of us, alright?"

"We'll see how it all goes, alright? Now, lean your arms on the back of the loveseat and lean forward. Yeah, just like that!" Erika started to orbit around the furniture in the room, sweeping her flowing black hair away from her face as she did so. Her cougar friend started to comply pretty quickly with most of her commands, and while he winced at most of the camera flashes, she was able to get a few dozen nice shots to start. "Alright, now lose the belt, the drawers, all of it!"

"What?!" Maloo wasn't quite ready to go full-frontal, as he lifted his aviator goggles up to his brow. "You wanted shirtless, that's fine, but..."

"Don't worry," Erika smiled, bringing the camera up to her head and shaking it a little bit for emphasis. "There's no way I would let anyone see any of these without your permission and all! Besides, you're looking cute so far, and you may as well show it all off."

The cougar, still slightly taken aback, started to under his front button and fly as he slipped off his pants. "Alright, Erika, but no funny stuff, okay?"

The serval simply responded with a loving, and quite audible, purr once Maloo's package slipped into view. It was more than enough as a reply, but she also gave him a nod as she used her creamy white footpaw to slide his discarded jeans and boxers off to the side. "Now, get down on your knees and raise your arms above your head, like this." As Erika gave him a little bit of a demonstration, her breasts heaved quite well in front of her. While her twins were certainly not filling the entire room, they were definitely reaching down to her knees, but that sudden movement gave them such a jiggling that it certainly went noticed by her friend.

"Yeah, that's the pose! Good job, good job," Erika giggled as eh started to maneuver around the widely-spaced furniture, taking snapshots from all around. "And thanks for the stiff compliment, I might add," she winked as she nodded towards Maloo's magnanimously crimson erection, "I guess you like what I see as much as vice versa!"

"H-hey!" Maloo's protest didn't last all that long as Erika rubbed her massive breast up to him. Even though it was covered with a gorgeous salmon-pink blouse, the proximity was still more than enough to get the cougar to blush quite a bit.

"Just a few more shots, don't worry. May as well make you look good, right?" She purred with tenderness, as she suggested one final pose. "It might hurt a bit, but you only need to hold it for a minute, okay?"

Soon enough, Maloo found himself kneeling on the floor, his pent-up rod and sack tucked down until they were visible right above his calves. It took quite a bit of effort (thankfully, no additional help from Erika was required) but it still throbbed with a deep shade of crimson that stood out from the rest of his ruddy- and cream-tinted fur.  The hardest part, not counting his stiff bits, was trying to keep his tail curled up underneath his cock. It didn’t take more than a few seconds for him to realize that a feline tail has its own motivations, and it certainly wasn’t helping him any.

Erika nodded with approval and started taking pictures of his front, with Maloo holding his chest out proudly. It wasn’t long before Erika slide around to the back, bouncing breasts and all, and captured the view from behind. Thankfully, most of the cougar’s immense blushing was unseen, and it was nearly as furiously red as his hard-on.  The serval, with her black-spotted, golden fur simply kept on snapping away, capturing as many images as she could.

“Good boy! Just to wrap up, how about you lean forward and rest your elbows on the seat of the couch?” Erika grinned, swaying the camera around in her hand. “ It’ll make for an adorable pic, you looking up at the camera and all.”

“Alright, but that’s the last one!” 

“Trust me, you will barely know what to do with yourself afterwards!” 

Just as planned, Maloo did everything asked of him as he assumed the position. At least his tail was free to move about as he pleased, even if he still had to tuck himself away back there.  He pretty much assumed that Erika got a wealth of appropriate shots just for him, and since she borrowed his camera and all there wasn’t anything to fret. May as well swish that tail, look adorable for the camera, then keep the photos for himself for fun. Maybe, finally, Erika would at least get off of his back about wanting to stay out of most photographs and all.

“Hey, hon,” Erika winked as she wrapped up, “you did a fantastic job!” The serval was taking a few steps backward towards the hallway as she started to beam from ear to ear. “Oh, by the way, ever think about upgrading your camera any? The model is a few years old, you know.”

Maloo sat back, finally happy that he could sit on his bare bum as he started to reach for his boxers. “I’ve considered it, but it still takes some great pics and has a decent megapixel count on it. Why? Fishing for gift ideas?” 

“Nah, but I picked up the latest model for myself just last week! The same silver color as yours and everything!”

Maloo started laughing a bit. “No wonder you didn’t ask for any help with mine. So, what do you think?”

“Well, everything looks exactly the same on the outside, but the WiFi and uploading capabilities of this one are just fantastic.” 

The cougar’s brisk smile quickly faded, along with the rosy color in his cheeks. If possible, the copper color of his fur would have drained away as well. 

“This lovely shot of your cute, exposed butt has already gotten a few hundred reblogs over at, oh, look at the time, I’ve gotta go for a thing! See ya!” Erika gracefully slid out the front door and started to spring across the front lawn. She was exceptionally glad she planned ahead and wore her sports bra; most of the neighbors were quite enthusiastic about seeing her around the block again, period.

They were a bit surprised when Maloo finally burst out of the house a few seconds afterwards, with his undergarments almost pulled up to his waist. He blazed down the street after her, ready to pounce her onto the soft grass and recover whatever he was able. May as well get the pictures back, after all. Of course, by the time that occurred several houses away, Maloo didn’t realize that having the least amount of clothing between the two of them could be a liability. 

To his credit, at least the pictures of the two friends tussling on the lawn wound up getting the most reblogs and views out of all of the other shots that day. It was pretty hard to live down that fame for the following week, but at least he had the most famous feline posterior and package for a solid two weeks.

Of course, Erika made him well aware of that fact at every possible opportunity afterwards. At least she helped him get used to the fame associated with wowing a crowd, and she got revenge since that one time a few years ago with that surreptitious snapshot he took of her in the shower.

Revenge is a best served digitally and with anyone with internet access, after all.