An anthro german shepherd named Stephen was getting increasingly stressed out, as his femboy friend’s birthday was coming up in about a week, and he had no idea what kind of gift he should give him.

It had been a few months ago that Stephen had first met Cayden, an anthro cat femboy, who had white fur and black hair, and wore a black tank top that was matched by a pair of denim short shorts.

They were shopping for GameCube games at a local video game store. While they were both browsing through the shelves, they bonded with each other over their shared love of GameCube games like Super Monkey Ball and Donkey Kong Jungle Beat, while also sharing their frustrations over how expensive even used games for the system could get.

Cayden promised his new friend that he could buy him some used GameCube games as gifts in the future, as he had a knack for convincing the store employees into lowering the prices to a more reasonable amount. Since then, Stephen had amassed a larger collection of mini game discs thanks to his new femboy friend.

Stephen thought about buying Cayden a used game he didn’t own, but he changed his mind when he realized that Cayden probably owned all of the good games for the system, so he tried to think of other gift ideas instead.

Part of the difficulty when it came to shopping for gifts for him was that Cayden had many partners who loved showering him with gifts and loved spoiling him. Specifically, partners that he had repeatedly hypnotized to want to serve him in any way imaginable.

The way that Cayden had hypnotized his servants was rather odd to Stephen. All it took was a single kiss, usually on their cheek, or on their lips if he was feeling extra saucy, and they would become instantly weak in the knees and desperately want to slave over him.

At first Stephen thought that Cayden was wearing some kind of hypnotic lipstick to control his partners, though Cayden repeatedly insisted that his luscious lips were just simply that naturally hypnotic, and it had always been that way. He frequently emphasized that his partners had to already like him for his hypnotic kisses to take hold of their minds, and that they all happily consented to being hypnotized by him.

Stephen decided that in order to figure out the perfect gift for Cayden’s birthday, he should go visit him at his house and ask him directly for gift ideas. Since he had never visited Cayden at his house before, he texted his friend and asked him for directions on how to find his house, which Cayden happily provided.

Stephen rang Cayden’s doorbell, who cheerfully greeted him and allowed entry into his home. As soon as Stephen stepped foot inside, he quickly realized that Cayden had at least a dozen partners scattered throughout his house, both men and women. Cayden crashed down on top of his couch, patting the seat next to him to motion for Stephen to sit down by him.

“So, you wanna discuss gift ideas for my birthday?” The femboy cat sweetly asked the german shepherd.

“Yeah, I had some things in mind.” Stephen answered him back. “Do you want, like, a Femboy Hooters shirt or something?”

“Honey, you’re asking a femboy if he seriously needs a Femboy Hooters shirt?” Cayden playfully scoffed at Stephen’s suggestion. “In the femboy community, those shirts are about as common as those Beauty and the Beast Black Diamond VHS tapes that everyone on the internet thinks are worth a hundred-thousand dollars, even though anyone can just step inside their local Goodwill and pick up the same tape for two bucks.”

Stephen was rubbing his chin with a hand as he pondered some other gift ideas he had in mind. “Alright, how about some pleated skirts?”

“Oh, you mean spinny skirts.” Cayden had brought two fingers to his mouth and made a loud whistle. After a few mere seconds had passed, a buff & sexy anthro tiger obediently stepped over to the side of Cayden’s couch. He was wearing nothing but a black bowtie, and a g-string made to look like a butler’s outfit that was heavily emphasizing his large cock.

“You whistled, sir?” He asked.

“Jarvis, Stephen. Stephen, Jarvis.” Cayden had the two men greet each other, with a confused Stephen shaking one of Jarvis’ hands. Cayden had Jarvis lean down near him so that he could plant a small kiss on his cheek. “Would you be a dear and go get my collection of spinny skirts from my wardrobe for me?”

Jarvis felt a pleasurable buzzing going off in his brain from getting kissed by Cayden. “Your wish is my command, sir.” Jarvis tried to continue speaking in a professional butler’s voice, but he couldn’t help but let a little moan escape his lips. He went to grab a large clothing rack on wheels, and rolled it inside of Cayden’s massive wardrobe.

When he finished filling the clothes rack with Cayden’s skirts, Jarvis rolled the rack back over to the couch that Cayden and Stephen were still sitting on. “Your spinny skirts, sir.”

“Thank you, Jarvis!” Cayden excitedly exclaimed as he snatched a dark-blue skirt from the rack. He slightly rose his body off of the couch to kiss his butler on his cheek again. “You are excused for now. If I need you for anything else, I’ll whistle for you.”

“Thank you, sir.” Jarvis gratefully said as he started pushing the rack back towards the wardrobe to put the rest of Cayden’s skirts away. Stephen was absolutely shocked by the massive amount of skirts that Cayden had owned. He realized that he needed to try to think up some more obscure birthday gift ideas that Cayden was less likely to already own, perhaps something other than clothing.

As Stephen watched Jarvis disappear through the doorway of Cayden’s wardrobe, he thought it was a bit odd that this whole situation was beginning to become a bit of a turn-on to him. He was frequently debating in his mind whether he was attracted to any guys or not, though he had to admit to himself that being under Cayden’s control just like Jarvis was coming off as awfully appealing in ways that he couldn’t properly explain.

“Attention everyone!” Cayden suddenly interrupted Stephen’s train of thought, as everyone in the room turned to look at him. “I’m going to change into my favorite spinny skirt, but in order to do that, I must remove my denim short shorts first. I’m not ready for any of my partners to look at me while I’m wearing my frilly panties just yet, so if you could be so kind and turn your heads away while I change my clothes, that would be just peachy.”

All of Cayden’s partners suddenly stopped whatever they were doing so they could turn themselves around to give the femboy some privacy, including his butler Jarvis. Stephen just stared in shock at Cayden over how effortlessly he could control an entire group of people like that.

Cayden noticed that Stephen was still staring at him, and lightly scolded him for it. “Hey, when I say I want everyone to turn away from me, that means you too lover boy.” Cayden used his hands to turn Stephen around on his couch seat until he was facing away from him.

“Wait, what?!” Stephen was surprised. “I’m not even sure if I’m attracted to guys. You’ve gotta give me some time to process all of this, man.” Stephen habitually started turning his head slightly to look at the femboy he was talking too, only to get scolded again. “You can look at me later, lover boy.”

Stephen turned his head away from Cayden again, blushing hard with embarrassment. “Right, right. Sorry.”

Cayden removed his short shorts, and after admiring his panties for a few short moments, quickly slipped on his dark-blue skirt. “Alright, I’m done! Everyone is now free to openly bask in my beauty!” He happily announced.

All of Cayden’s partners set their sights upon their master once again, though Stephen hadn’t turned himself back around just yet, as he was still gawking in awe at all of the men and women who were instantly obeying Cayden without hesitation. While lost in his thoughts, he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder, and the femboy seductively whispering in his ear.

“Alright, lover boy, you can look at me now. I know how patient you have been.” Cayden sweetly giggled, which made Stephen blush. He turned around to look straight into Cayden’s deep green eyes, his heart jumping a bit when Cayden briefly twirled around in his sexy skirt just for him.

“I don’t get it. Why can’t you just use the bathroom when you need to change your clothes? Why make everyone drop whatever they’re doing?” Stephen questioned.

“Oh, I dunno.” Cayden nonchalantly dismissed Stephen’s questions. “It’s just kinda more convenient for me to change wherever I please. Besides, my partners sure don’t seem to mind following my every whim, right?”

“No, we do not mind at all.” All of Cayden’s partners suddenly piped up in a simultaneous monotone. “We love to follow our master’s every whim.”

Stephen was feeling kind of awkward, so he tried to steer the conversation back to the topic of Cayden’s birthday. “Well, maybe I could get you something other than clothes. Do you want a shark plush? I’ve heard that femboys like that sort of thing.”

Cayden immediately whistled for his butler again. “Jarvis, it’s time to unleash the shark plushies!”

After a few moments, Jarvis returned rolling a cart full of shark stuffed animals towards Cayden’s couch. “Your shark plushies, sir.”

Cayden practically dove right into the cart, digging through layer after layer of fluffy sharks, until he picked out his favorite purple-colored shark plush and returned to his couch.

“Thank you so much, Jarvis! I must properly reward my big boy butler for being extra obedient today!” Cayden flirtatiously said as he fished his hand in his pocket and pulled out something that resembled a dollar bill, and handed it to the tiger. When he looked at the bill, Jarvis flashed Cayden an extremely appreciative grin.

“Oh, thank you sir for the generous tip.” Jarvis sounded so happy, that his voice was practically oozing with orgasmic joy. He proudly stuffed the bill down his g-string before he turned around to push the cart away, but before he could leave, he sensed Cayden holding one of his hands near his well-toned butt cheeks.

“M-may I slap those sweet cheeks of yours?” Cayden sweetly asked his butler with a nervous twinge in his voice.

Jarvis turned his head to look at Cayden and gave him a cheeky smile. “You may, sir.”

Cayden then let loose on Jarvis’ left cheek with his left hand, immediately followed by slapping his right hand against Jarvis’ right cheek. Cayden was firm enough with his spanking to elicit a moan from Jarvis’ lips, but also made sure he was gentle too as he didn’t want to hurt his butler.

The light force of the femboy’s hands against his ass drove Jarvis forward, pushing the cart of shark plushies away from Cayden back to where he found them. Stephen had to quickly snatch Cayden’s purple shark plushie and stuff it over his crotch to desperately hide his growing erection from the femboy, his mind racing with thoughts about how good it would feel to be Cayden’s obedient butler like Jarvis.

“Your butler sure seemed extra enthused to receive a tip from you, even more so than I’ve seen other employees act from receiving tips from their customers.” Stephen was trying in vain to hide the obvious arousal in his voice, which confused him as he was still not entirely sure if he was into guys or not.

“That’s because I didn’t just give him any ordinary tip.” Cayden started explaining as he reached into the same pocket and grabbed out another dollar bill. “I gave him a special Femboy Buck!”

“What the fuck is a Femboy Buck?” Stephen questioned.

The femboy showed his curious friend his special ‘Femboy Buck,’ which was a fake dollar bill with an image of Cayden seductively blowing a kiss while winking, that he had drawn in the center. Underneath the drawing was a sentence that read “Good for one free erotic massage or one free foot job.”

Stephen was really glad he still kept Cayden’s shark tightly gripped against his crotch. “How do you have so many different shark plushies? I didn’t even know there were that many varieties.

“Oh, that’s easy. My loyal partners love to buy me whatever my heart desires. Isn’t that right, my lovely little servants?” Cayden asked his partners.

“Yes, that is right Master Cayden.” All of his partners spoke with the same monotone voice. “We love buying you whatever your heart desires. You can never have too many shark plushies.”

“Goddammit, you’re impossible to shop for.” Stephen figured that he might as well try a different approach for Cayden’s birthday. “Well, maybe it doesn’t have to really be a gift. I could always cook up your favorite meal.” Stephen tried to suggest.

Cayden hopped off of the couch and approached an anthro raccoon man who was striking up a conversation with an anthro wolf woman near the kitchen. The femboy suddenly kissed them both on their cheeks, giggling to himself as he witnessed the two slowly stopping their conversation while their arms mindlessly fell to their sides, patiently waiting for Cayden’s orders.

“I want you to cook my guest and I macaroni and cheese for dinner tonight.” Cayden commanded as he grabbed a box from his pantry and handed it to the two servants. “Here, use this box of shark-shaped noodles, pretty please?” Cayden lightly planted kisses on the man and the woman’s lips to seal his command inside of their minds.

“Yes, Master Cayden. We will happily make you and your guest some shark-shaped mac and cheese.” The two immediately set out to cook Cayden and Stephen their dinner, filling a large pot with hot water and waiting for it to boil before adding the shark noodles to it.

Cayden returned to the couch to sit next to Stephen again. “Got any more ideas left, honey?” Cayden sweetly giggled, while beginning to melt Stephen’s heart and making him blush profusely.

“I, ah… I was thinkin’…uh…” Stephen was stumbling over his words not sure what to say. He was getting a little annoyed that he was running out of ideas for Cayden’s birthday, especially since the femboy seemed to have everything he could ever possibly want. But he couldn’t deny any longer that he was developing a bit of a crush on his femboy friend, which made him determined to do something special for his birthday.

“Maybe I could-“ Stephen was suddenly interrupted when an anthro grey-furred coyote woman with a large blonde ponytail on the back of her head ran in front of the couch. “Cayden, do you think you could use me as your foot stool while you wait for dinner to be made?” The coyote asked with a desperate tint in her voice.

“Oh, of course Jenna! You don’t even have to ask.” Cayden kissed Jenna on her cheek before pointing a finger towards the ground in front of his paws, prompting Jenna to happily obey by laying down on her hands and knees in front of the couch, and allowing the femboy to gently place his bare paws right on top of her head.

“Thank you, Master Cayden! You’re the best!” Jenna praised him.

“Oh, I know I’m the best.” Cayden chuckled over Jenna’s worshipping of him. “Could my dear guest be allowed to rest his paws upon your body?”

“Of course!” Jenna cheerfully agreed. She reached behind herself with her hands to tear off her pants, exposing her pink thong that was tightly covering her ass to Stephen. “You can rest your tired paws right here!”

Stephen slowly extended his legs out in front of him to gently lay his paws on top of Jenna’s butt, who giggled and squirmed under the weight. She turned her face to look upon her new secondary master. “You sure are lucky. You got the most sweet seat in the house!”

Stephen’s cheeks burned a very awkward blush. “Um… that’s kinda cool, I guess…” Stephen was rubbing the back of his head with a hand. He was finding the whole situation really strange, even though his ever-stiffening cock was disagreeing with his thoughts, so he just decided to roll with it.

“So Cayden, I was thinking that I could get you-“ Stephen was interrupted by Jenna repeatedly shivering in pleasure from feeling Cayden lightly stroking one of his big toes throughout her large blonde ponytail. “Pet my hair harder, Master! Your toe feels so good!”

Stephen patiently waited for Jenna to let a few more moans escape her lips before finishing his next birthday suggestion. “I could always buy you some kind of streaming subscription of your choice, or a Game Pass if you’d like.”

“Only physical media for this femboy.” Cayden proclaimed while pointing to himself. “I don’t think there’s any physical games or movies I really want that my servants can’t just gift me themselves. And if there’s a particular thing I want that’s pretty expensive, well…”

Cayden thought back to the time he was looking for a used copy of the GameCube game Chibi-Robo at a local game store. He was a bit taken aback by how expensive the game was. He tried in vain to convince the store owner to lower the price a bit for him. After a quick peck on his cheek, the owner was mysteriously willing to come to a compromise with the femboy and sell him the game at a more reasonable price.

“…let’s just say that I’ve got my own special way of dealing with those sorts of things.” Cayden giggled to himself. After a few more moments of Stephen and Cayden relaxing and resting their paws on their willing foot stool, they both heard the wolf woman chef call out “Dinner’s ready!”

Cayden lifted his paws from Jenna’s body, excitedly leaping off of the couch and helping pull Stephen up on his feet. “C’mon Stephen, let’s go chow down!” Cayden led his friend to the dining table while holding his hand the entire way. He politely pulled out a chair and motioned for Stephen to sit down on it, before gently pushing Stephen closer to the table. Cayden walked around to sit down on the chair at the other end.

The raccoon man brought out a large tray and gently placed two large bowls of shark-shaped mac and cheese on the table in front of Stephen and Cayden. The wolf woman placed two small wine glasses near the men and filled them with sparkling water, and then set two candlelights on both ends of the table before lighting them up.

Cayden was just about to take a large bite out of his bowl of mac and cheese, but stopped himself when he realized that something was missing.

“Hold on a minute, sweetie. I forgot a really important part of our meal. I’ll be right back.” The femboy excused himself from the table to find an anthro squirrel man, kissing him on his cheek. Cayden commanded him to grab his violin and bring it over to the dining table, instructing him to play romantic music for him and Stephen.

Cayden took a few bites out of his bowl, but stopped eating when he noticed that Stephen was just staring at his wine glass with a bit of a concerned look on his face. “Sweetie, what’s wrong?” Cayden kindly asked his friend.

“Uh… I don’t wish to be an inconvenience to you or anything, but I kind of have some sensitivity issues with fizzy beverages and stuff…” Stephen was beginning to explain.

“Oh nonsense, no request from my date could possibly be an inconvenience.” Cayden decided to whistle for the wolf woman to return to the table, who immediately obeyed. “My guest humbly requests a different drink to enjoy with his meal.” Cayden told the woman before turning his attention back to Stephen. “What would you like to drink?”

“I’d like some lemonade, with the pulp strained out if it’s not too much trouble.” Stephen answered Cayden’s question.

“My guest would like to enjoy a glass of lemonade, pulp-free.” Cayden told the wolf woman, who sealed Stephen’s request inside of her mind through a kiss on her cheek. She grabbed Stephen’s glass of sparkling water and brought it back to the kitchen so she could fix him up a glass of lemonade instead.

“Thanks, man. That was really nice of you.” Stephen flashed Cayden a warm smile, not even minding that he had referred to him as his date earlier.

Both Stephen and Cayden were happily eating their bowls of shark-shaped mac and cheese. When they were about halfway done with their meals, Cayden laid his head down upon his arms on the table while showing Stephen his sweetest smile.

“So tell me, you got any more birthday gift ideas running through that pretty little head of yours?” Cayden flirtatiously asked his friend while fluttering his eyelashes at him.

Stephen blushed over the femboy’s question while he felt his own stomach filling with butterflies. “Oh, I dunno. I’m kinda sapped of ideas now since you seem to have plenty of everything I’ve suggested. I honestly have no idea what gift to give for the femboy who has everything.” Stephen admitted with a hint of sadness in his voice, personally disappointed in himself for all of his birthday gift ideas falling flat.

Cayden felt really bad for Stephen when he saw the disappointment etched into his face, so he reached out a hand to hold onto one of Stephen’s hands to comfort him. “Hey, I’m sure you’ll think of something neat to get me for my birthday, honey.” Cayden tried to cheer his friend up. “I really don’t mind getting another shark plushie to add to my collection.”

Stephen was thinking back to all of the times Cayden had hypnotized his partners and had them obey his commands through his kisses, and he suddenly sensed a lightbulb turning on over his head.

“Hey, why don’t you give me a tiny kiss on my cheek and command me to think up something for your birthday.” Stephen was suggesting. “Maybe not a big enough kiss to make me fall madly in love with you yet…uh, I mean…”

The femboy giggled. “Don’t worry about it, I know what you mean. I’ll see what I can do. Why don’t you lean over the table, so I can plant a little kiss on your cheek, cutie?”

Stephen got up off of his chair and leaned his head over the dining table closer to Cayden. Cayden also rose off of his chair to lean closer to his friend, planting the tiniest kiss he could muster against Stephen’s cheek.

Stephen felt Cayden raise his lips up to one of his ears to whisper a sweet command directly into his mind. “I want you to look deep inside your heart until you discover what you truly want to get me for my birthday over the coming week.”

After they finished their meal, Cayden bid Stephen a fond farewell for the day. When he went through the doorway to exit the femboy’s home, he suddenly felt really dizzy and felt his heart beating faster. He placed a hand upon the cheek that his femboy friend had kissed, slowly rubbing up and down his face.

“See you at my birthday party next week, honey.” Cayden cheerfully waved him goodbye.

Stephen turned around to wave back at his friend, using his other hand to continue rubbing his kissed cheek. “See you then too, sweetie!” Stephen immediately blushed when he realized what he had just said.

Stephen left Cayden’s house in a dizzy daze, stumbling towards the general direction of his own house while he kept replaying the femboy’s kiss over and over again in his mind. He barely noticed when he smacked face-first into a stop sign, pulling his face away from the sign while he heard Cayden giggling nonstop over his accident.

Instead of imagining a bunch of stars circling around his head from the impact like in a cartoon, he imagined several tiny winged anthro cat femboys circling around his head, all of them looking exactly like Cayden except for the fact that they were all dressed like Cupid.

The little furry femboys suddenly stopped circling around Stephen’s head when they noticed a growing lovesick expression on his  face. One of the femboys who appeared to be the leader of the group suddenly whistled to get the others’ attention.

“Alright, listen up Fem-men!” The leader started barking orders at the other cupid femboys. “Lover boy here is our latest target. Raise your arrows and ready…aim…”

All of the cupid femboys aimed their heart-tipped arrows like a bow-and-arrow over every part of Stephen’s body. His face, his heart, even his crotch…

“Fire!”

The cupid femboys unleashed all their arrows towards Stephen at once. When a couple arrows struck his face, he could sense little hearts pulsing and beating in his eyes. When a few arrows punctured him right in his heart, Stephen felt his strengthening love for his femboy friend growing with every strike. When an arrow pricked him right on the crotch of his pants, his mind started conjuring up fantasies of Cayden doing unspeakably dirty things to him that were making him feel incredibly aroused.

When he eventually struggled to return to his home, Stephen felt the spot on his cheek where Cayden had kissed him getting warmer with every passing second, savoring the memory of the kiss by continuing to rub his cheek up and down.

Even though he had barely even felt Cayden’s kiss back at his house, it was still strong enough to pump intense feelings of love and lust throughout his brain, to the point where Stephen literally couldn’t get the sexy femboy out of his mind. He wondered that if such a tiny kiss had this much of a potent affect on his mind, that he couldn’t even possibly comprehend what the hypnotized servants that Cayden regularly gave bigger kisses to must be mentally going through.

When Stephen entered his bedroom and turned around the shut the door behind him, one of the tiny furry cat femboys he had imagined earlier flew in front of his face, puckering up his lips before making a beeline straight for Stephen’s face. The cupid femboy kissed his lips so hard, that Stephen lost his balance and fell onto the mattress of his bed on his back, bonking his head against the headboard and instantly falling asleep.

What followed next was a very strange dream where Stephen opened his eyes and saw all of the furry cupid femboys flying up towards the ceiling fan that was right above his bed. They were carrying tiny paint cans up to the fan, gently applying curved stripes of pink, purple, and blue paint with their even tinier paintbrushes.

When they were done painting on all of the fan’s blades, all of the cupid femboys flew down from the fan, with one femboy flying over to the ceiling fan switch to flick it on while giving a cheeky grin.

The ceiling fan slowly began spinning around above Stephen’s face, and as it began turning faster, the multi-colored curves that the cupid femboys had meticulously painted on the fan’s blades began blending into each other, forming a spinning spiral that shared the same colors as the bi flag. The femboys flew around his body so that they could strip his clothes off of him until he was left completely naked on his bed.

Stephen carefully followed the spiraling fan around and around with his eyes, feeling his entire free will getting sucked up out of his body up towards the ceiling above him. Whenever he felt his tired eyes beginning to close once more, a furry femboy would fly behind him to jab a heart-tipped arrow on the back of his head, forcing Stephen’s eyes back wide open to drink in the hypnotic sight of his spinning ceiling fan.

The leader of the cupid femboys flew over to Stephen’s face to study his eyes, which were reflecting the same pink, purple, and blue spirals he was being made to watch emanating from the hypnotic fan. He whistled for the other femboys’ attention.

“Alright Fem-men, our target is beginning to fall deep into a bi panic trance, so we must unleash our strongest attack to fully complete his enslavement.” The leader was explaining to the others.

One of the femboys let out a shocked gasp. “You don’t mean-“

“Oh, yes I do! We’re gonna unleash all of the kissies on our target!” The leader snapped his fingers, causing all of the other femboys to stand in attention like he had trained them to do.

“Sir, yes sir!” The femboys all saluted their leader.

“Lock and load your lips Fem-men, and ready…aim…” All of the femboys puckered up their lips, ready to go in for the kill.

“Fire!”

All of the femboys flew right towards Stephen while he was laid out on his bed, covering every inch of his body with their kisses, while they used their heart-tipped arrows to repeatedly poke every spot they touched, making sure to permanently seal their kisses right into Stephen’s very soul.

Stephen felt his heart beating faster and faster from every kiss and every arrow stab he felt coating his entire body. The furry femboys were flying all over, switching positions so everyone got a chance to kiss their preferred part of Stephen. The lead femboy flew down to rest on one of Stephen’s shoulders. “You’re enjoying these mind-numbing kisses, aren’t you sweetie?” The tiny femboy teasingly asked Stephen.

“Y-yeah…” Stephen was so dazed by both the colorful spiral and all of the hypnotic kisses that were getting rained down on his body, that he struggled to answer the femboy through the delirious and delicious haze of his trance. “All of the…femboys’ kisses…are making my brain…buzz really good…it feels so nice…”

The lead femboy snapped his fingers. “Alright Fem-Men, it’s time for bed now. Go turn off the lights and hit the hay.” He commanded his team. One femboy flew up to the fan’s switch to turn off the spiraling fan, and then joined most of the other femboys to pull up a large, soft blanket over Stephen and their leader’s resting bodies, before they all found a soft spot on Stephen’s furry body to fall asleep on, using him like a bed.

The final cupid femboy flew over to the light switch to flick it off, and then squeezed himself under Stephen’s blanket so he could rest his tired body on the german shepherd’s erect cock, snoring cutely with his little mouth near the tip of Stephen’s dick.

Stephen woke up for real in his bed the following morning, and the tiny cupid femboys were nowhere to be seen. Stephen rubbed his head in confusion. “Ugh, those dreams about going to bed and sleeping are always really disorienting.”

Stephen threw off the blanket covering his body, and was shocked to see a massive wet spot on the part of his blanket that had been covering his crotch. At first Stephen had been confused by this, until he thought back to his erotic dream where he got every inch of his body kissed by an entire army of furry cupid femboys.

Stephen shut his eyes tight as he replayed bits and pieces of his sexy dream within his mind, hissing in pleasure over how wonderful all of the femboys’ kisses had felt against his body, making him want to obey them all. When he had another explosive orgasm on his bed, Stephen suddenly realized the perfect gift to get for Cayden’s birthday.

Stephen was having a great time at Cayden’s birthday party. All of Cayden’s partners had worked together to bake him a massive life-sized birthday cake, big enough for a naked Jenna to hide inside so she could burst out of the cake and give the femboy a fun erotic surprise. She motioned for her happy master to lick the cake frosting off of her nipples, and she was rewarded by feeling several pulses of blind obedience buzzing throughout her entire brain the more Cayden licked her nipples with his tongue.

After everyone got their fill of cake, all of the servants began handing over their presents to Cayden so that he could open them. Many of their gifts were rare physical games that Cayden had written down on a wishlist, or new clothes such as crop tops and thigh highs that the femboy could add to his wardrobe.

An anthro bat woman gave Cayden two Kirby plushies, one plush was of Kirby sleeping, while the other was of Kirby munching on a stack of tiny plush pancakes. Cayden ran around his house tightly hugging all of his servants, sweetly thanking them all for the wonderful presents they had gotten for him.

Cayden approached Stephen and flirtatiously fluttered his eyelashes at him. “So, did you finally figure out what you wanted to get me for my birthday, big boy?” He seductively asked.

“Oh, yeah I did. I saved the best for last.” Stephen boasted. “C’mere, you!” He picked up the femboy in his arms, who let out a surprised yet happy gasp as he noticed Stephen staring right into his eyes. Suddenly, Stephen locked his lips with Cayden’s as he let loose a long, sloppy kiss over the femboy’s face, holding him tighter against his body as he kept deepening the kiss.

When he was finished, he gently placed Cayden back down on the ground, who was stumbling around on his feet in a bit of a daze, with shrunken pupils situated right in the centers of his wide-open eyes. Although Stephen’s lips weren’t exactly hypnotic in the same way that Cayden’s lips were, the femboy had to admit to himself that Stephen’s kiss was having a bit of an effect on his mind.

“Whoa… what was that?!”

“That was a kiss.” Stephen was proud of himself for having finally figured out the perfect birthday gift for his friend. “Over the past week, I’ve noticed how you always kiss your servants and command them to do things for you, but after all of this time, I’ve never seen them ever kiss you.”

Stephen reached out to gently stroke the back of Cayden’s head with his hand, which elicited a small moan to escape the femboy’s lips. “So I talked to all of your servants when you didn’t notice and explained my plan to give you the one thing you didn’t have; a kiss. And all of your partners want to give you kisses of their very own for your birthday, if you’d like.”

Cayden chuckled with a bit of an embarrassed blush on his face as he turned to address all of his partners. “Heh, I guess I was so preoccupied with kissing all of you guys, that I forgot to ask if you wanted to kiss me.” The femboy giggled. “Could you give me some birthday kisses, pretty please?”

“Of course, master! We’d love to kiss you!” All of Cayden’s servants happily exclaimed in unison. Stephen picked up Cayden and handed him over to the wolf woman, who gave him a deep kiss on his lips while holding him in her arms. She passed Cayden over into the raccoon man’s arms, who also gave him a big kiss.

Soon, Cayden was getting passed around into every servant’s arms, who lifted him up closer to their faces to give him a kiss. Though individually none of their kisses were particularly hypnotic on their own, all of the servants’ kisses combined together were making Cayden feel very dazed.

Eventually, Cayden was passed over onto Jarvis’ lap, who was sitting on the center of the couch. Cayden felt Jarvis’ firm hands grip his shoulders. “Would you like a nice, soothing shoulder rub, sir?” Jarvis kissed Cayden on his cheek.

Cayden relaxed into his butler’s massaging hands. “Oh yesss…this feels so nice…” He moaned out in pleasure. Jenna ran over to the couch to kneel in front of Cayden, raining down hundreds of kisses all over the soles of his paws. Electrical volts of pleasure stemming from her kisses were traveling through Cayden’s paws, and shooting right up his spine until they were buzzing brightly within his brain.

Stephen walked over to the side of the couch, chuckling to himself when he saw his friend trapped within a mindless daze. “You enjoying your birthday kisses? I put a lot of thought into your special gift… literally.”

“Kissies make my brain go brrr!” The femboy giggled in response.