One day, an anthro cat named Marlene had her mind set in little space, as she was laying on her stomach on the floor of the living room putting the finishing touches on a coloring page she was working on. She was excitedly kicking her feet in the air, as she colored in the last spot of an outline of her daddy’s cock on a piece of coloring paper.

Marlene had surrounded herself with several other pages of her daddy’s cock she had colored herself. She had recently produced multiple photocopies of the cock’s outline at the local library that her daddy had walked her to. The cat grabbed a gray crayon to jot down a couple little colorful drops of pre-cum over the tip of her daddy’s cock, to make her latest page stand out a bit compared to the other ones she had colored.

Marlene was just about to add her newest creation to her pile of coloring pages, but stopped when she felt her boyfriend’s hand stroking her black hair. “May I see your latest masterpiece, sweetie pie?” The man, an anthro wolf named Dawson, moved his hand and was lovingly fondling one of Marlene’s voluminous pigtails she had braided herself.

Marlene quickly leapt off the floor onto her feet and spun around to cheerfully greet her boyfriend. “Of course, daddy!” Marlene excitedly tossed the finished coloring page into Dawson’s hands. “You are my artistic muse, after all.” She started giggling to herself, until she remembered something. “But you know daddy, you always call every artwork I make a masterpiece.”

“Well, of course I do, cutie cupcake.” Dawson was dutifully studying Marlene’s work, while making her blush. “I am your number one fan, after all.” The wolf added with a wink.

The cat immediately swooned with a happy sigh, and fainted backwards onto the floor on her pile of coloring pages, sending them scattering everywhere. Dawson quickly leaned down to help pull her back up. “Honey, are you ok?” He asked with concern.

“Of course I’m ok!” Marlene sweetly giggled. “All of my coloring pages of your dick cushioned my fall!”

Dawson was very relieved to hear this. “Well, now that I know you’re safe, I wanted to tell you that I believe this is your greatest artistic piece so far, sweetie.” He praised.

“Oh, stop it daddy.” Marlene cutely pouted. “I’m not that good.”

Dawson held Marlene’s latest creation up close to her face so she could see it well. He started slowly waving the coloring page back and forth like a hypnotic pendant, with Marlene’s sight getting tightly locked onto the image of Dawson’s penis. “Nonsense, sugarplum. You are truly an excellent artist, and I’m not just saying that because I’m your biggest fan.”

Dawson’s encouraging words sounded like sweet nectar to the hypnotized Marlene’s ears, and made her heart and mind swell up with a boost of self-confidence. “I am truly an excellent artist…” Marlene’s eyes were quickly flicking left and right, in perfect tandem with the penile coloring page that Dawson was still hypnotically waving in front of her face.

Dawson stopped waving the coloring page so he could give Marlene some pointers. “Now, I’d love to give you some gentle constructive feedback to help improve your artistic skills further. Like, just a simple reminder to remember to color within the lines.” Dawson helpfully pointed out a few spots where Marlene had colored outside the lines. Marlene nodded to show her understanding.

Dawson gently placed the coloring page back in Marlene’s hands while growing a sweet smile across his face. He stepped as close to his girlfriend as possible so he could lean in towards her face to whisper in her ear. “But aside from that, your art is absolutely perfect, pumpkin.”

Marlene felt Dawson’s hot breath flowing freely into her ear, and had an explosive orgasm over how good it felt. She raised one hand up to her chest to catch her breath. “Th…thank you… for… the advice…” The cat struggled to spell out since she was still reeling from her orgasm.

Dawson wrapped his arms around Marlene’s waist and pulled her closer to his chest, so he could lean his face down to rain several sweet kisses all over Marlene’s face. Marlene giggled over how ticklish Dawson’s lips were. Dawson was just about to leave his girlfriend be and let her get back to coloring, until he was stopped by Marlene, who was excitedly jumping up and down trying to show him something in an art catalog she picked up off the living room floor.

“Daddy! Daddy! This is something I’ve really wanted for a while!” Marlene held the catalog up towards Dawson’s face, and helpfully pointed out a wooden art easel with a chalkboard embedded in it. “If it’s not too expensive, could you please buy this for me?” Marlene sweetly asked. “I’d love to expand my artistic abilities beyond my coloring pages.”

“Of course, sweetheart.” Dawson was softly stroking his fingers through Marlene’s black hair, and making her purr in pleasure. “There’s no need to worry about asking for something because of the price. I’ll go order you an art easel right away.” Dawson pulled out his phone to scan the QR code near the catalog’s listing. His phone brought up the listing on the catalog’s online shop, so he started ordering it.

“Um… could you also- um… buy me a new pair of my favorite panties?” Marlene sheepishly asked.

“Will do!” Dawson cheerfully exclaimed, as he opened up a separate online shop to buy a new pair for his girlfriend.

When a large cardboard box containing all the parts for the art easel eventually got delivered, Dawson opened up the box and helped Marlene put it together. Once everything was all set up, Marlene sweetly asked her artistic muse if he could pose for her, so she could directly use him as a live reference for her next masterpiece.

After Dawson graciously accepted Marlene’s request, he set up a chair on one side of the living room. Marlene grabbed a small stool and set it down near her art easel. She sat down and grabbed a piece of chalk from the easel’s tray. She waved her free hand to motion to Dawson to strip off all his clothes, so he could sit down in his chair and pose nude for her.

Marlene shifted her sight from the easel’s chalkboard to get a nice, long look at her naked boyfriend. Once she fully committed his cock to her memory, she turned her sight back to her easel and tapped one end of her chalk on the board. Marlene drew the outline of Dawson’s massive cock across the entire height of the chalkboard. She tossed the chalk back into the easel’s tray to grab a different piece.

Marlene had just finished coloring in half the image of Dawson’s cock, when she looked from the side of her easel to get another good look at his cock to make sure her art was matching her reference well. Dawson helped by gripping onto the shaft of his own cock in his hand, and waved it up, down, and all around in a very hypnotic way.

Marlene was happily watching every hypnotic movement of Dawson’s cock. Once her mind fell into a trance-like state, she started carefully coloring in the second half of Dawson’s dick. She was extra determined to ensure she colored inside the lines, while looking from the easel’s side to study Dawson’s dick some more so that her drawing represented his member accurately.

However, she was trembling with excitement from staring at the wolf’s cock so much, that she inevitably made a few mistakes and accidentally colored outside the lines a couple of times. Once she finished coloring in the cock, she hung her head a bit with a look of disappointment on her face.

Dawson was concerned for her as he rose up from his chair, and stepped over to where Marlene was sitting behind her easel. He kneeled down until he was directly facing his girlfriend. “Honey, what’s wrong?” Dawson gently stroked his hand through Marlene’s black hair.

Marlene let out a long sigh. “It’s just, I really thought that I could improve my artistic skills compared to last time, but I wound up making even more mistakes. Look!” She pointed a finger towards her chalk drawing. Dawson turned his attention over to the chalkboard, and could see there were several instances where Marlene’s shaky hand had accidentally colored outside the outline of his cock, particularly in the lower half of her drawing.

Dawson continued affectionately stroking Marlene’s hair. “Sweetie, no artistic genius such as yourself draws perfectly right away. It takes a long time for any artist to hone their craft.” Dawson looked at the piece of chalk that Marlene was still clutching in her hand. “Tell you what.” Dawson motioned for Marlene to hop off her stool, so he could sit down in her place. “Since chalk can be erased, why don’t you sit on my lap, and I can help touch up your wonderful drawing?” He pointed a finger towards his own crotch.

Marlene started blushing like wild when her eyes flicked down to drink in the delicious sight of Dawson’s increasingly erect cock. “Y-you’d help correct my art for me?” The sides of her mouth started cracking into a small, aroused smile.

“Oh, I think the word ‘correct’ has such a negative connotation to it.” Dawson admitted with a seductive lilt in his voice, as he gripped his fist around the shaft of his penis again. The wolf started whipping his cock back and forth in a very hypnotic way, and sweetly chuckled when he noticed Marlene’s eyes getting glassy-eyed and obediently flicking left and right. “Think of it more like I’m helping to guide you and take your artistic skills to the next level.”

“Ohhhh, Dadddyyyyyy…” an entranced moan escaped Marlene’s lips, as she pleasurably fell backwards until the back of her head was resting against Dawson’s lap. “You always know just what to say to make my heart melt, and my pussy sing.” She happily sighed out loud.

Dawson was using one hand to lovingly stroke his fingers through several locks of Marlene’s hair. He noticed a small container of lube sitting on the floor by the easel’s feet, so he used his free hand to reach out and grab it. “Oh, you knew we were gonna have sex, my bratty little princess.” Dawson had a knowing smirk on his face, as he teasingly dangled the tube near Marlene’s face.

“Oh, yes daddy. You’ve definitely uncovered my sinister plan.” Marlene mischievously chuckled.

Dawson used his hands to turn Marlene around until she was directly facing his lap. He gripped his cock again to hypnotically wave it to and fro across Marlene’s face. Marlene was lightly swaying back and forth with her hypnotized eyes locked on her prize, while the tip of Dawson’s cock was bristling against her cheeks and leaving a couple of droplets of his pre-cum.

Marlene licked her boyfriend’s pre-cum off of her face and shivered in lust from the taste. Dawson opened the bottle and squirted some lube over the palms of his hands, while Marlene stripped off her clothes. When Dawson stroked his hands up and down the shaft of his own cock to lube it up, he pointed towards himself with a finger so Marlene knew he was ready for her.

Marlene turned around and slowly sat down over Dawson’s lap, as her smile grew into an increasingly pleased grin as she felt his rod squeezing up her butt. Dawson was pawing his hands over all of the cat’s curves, while planting several kisses against the back and the sides of her neck. “Ohhh Daddy… don’t ever stop kissing me…”

When Marlene grasped an eraser in her hand, Dawson gently wrapped his fist around Marlene’s, and guided it over to the chalkboard. Marlene was happily hopping up and down over her boyfriend’s lap, making his cock thrust in and out of her ass with every little leap she took. Dawson helped Marlene brush the eraser across the board, to erase the bits she had accidentally colored outside the lines. He wrapped his other fist around Marlene’s other hand, and delicately steered it until he helped her use her chalk to fill in any spots inside the outline she may have accidentally erased.

Soon, with the help of Dawson’s puppeteering hands, Marlene started entirely reworking her drawing to her personal satisfaction. Feeling her artistic muse ramming up her ass helped her know exactly which spots on her drawing to erase and recolor, so that her cock chalk drawing was as accurately modeled after Dawson’s dick as humanely possible.

Marlene was excitedly hopping on Dawson’s lap faster now, as she finished touching up her latest artistic masterpiece. Dawson felt his cock reach the point of no return, as he sprayed rope after rope of hot, sticky cum up the cat’s ass. Marlene was moaning as she eventually slowly slid off of Dawson’s rod, practically planting face-first on the floor with her cum-soaked ass raised high in the air.

“Ohhhh Dadddyyyyyy…” Marlene orgasmically moaned. “If an art award were ever handed out for Best Creampie, you would absolutely win, no contest…”

In the ensuing months that followed, Marlene started building up more self-confidence in her skills as an artist. Dawson continued supporting her artistic endeavors by buying her whatever supplies she needed. In only a small amount of time, Marlene had taken up painting giant cocks with gentle brush strokes across large canvases that Dawson had bought her.

Marlene got really good at carefully painting cocks while Dawson was ramming her from behind. She was making far fewer mistakes now that she was getting a feel for her muse fucking her ass, causing her artistic mind to be at one with her muse. Marlene and Dawson became even more of an inseparable pair from then on, always working together in perfect harmony to make sweet music together.