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Awww..." Christopher caressed her cheek, giving her a sincere look while he finished what he was saying. "I actually think you'd look pretty sexy as a meerkat woman. Besides, it'll keep with your figure. Hmmm, wonder what you'd look like in blue velvet when you're done."

The thought aroused Christopher a lot and it became evident when he pulled away Minna's arm and kissed up it. These kisses were a lot more erotic in nature though. However, he kept control of himself and did not go any further.

While he worked his charms, Chris nuzzled her arm as he muttered, "You... are one of the greatest people that I... have ever met. ...I hope and long... to hold on to that."

"To hell with the movie," Christopher replied back, grinning. "We have each other."

Returning the kiss, Chris wrapped his arms around her waist as they fell onto the bed. He kept his hands stationary but did use his hands to rub her lower spine, getting into one of his massaging moods once more. "I love you too..."

Christopher was amazed at how fast everything had progressed. It seemed as if only yesterday he had met Minna but here they were, cuddling and kissing each other like they had known each other for a long time.

Christopher had to admit it, "I'm actually beginning to like this place more and more... now if we could just do without Moreau himself."

Christopher paused in his activities and inquired, "Are you sure you want to see? I mean, you might get fixiated on something I am no longer... Because like it or not, this is what I'm becoming now."

He gazed down at himself and smiled. "Besides, how can you resist this tuft of fur?"

Christopher ran his hand down his furry chest and let out an overexaggerated erotic moan. He broke out into a fit of giggles afterward.

Christopher smirked a little, "Well, the blue velvet one is still a winner in my book so, I guess it's only fair."

Reaching into his shorts, Christopher pulled out his wallet and looked for a suitable picture. "Here, this is me when I was posing for publicity stills at a film festival. It supposedly made it into some newspaper. Don't know which as I didn't really care. But I loved the picture so I held onto it."

Chris took the picture out of its protective plastic pocket and handed it to her.
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However, when Christopher had pulled out a picture, another one fell out with it and landed in Minna's lap. It was a picture of Christopher when he was age 5, on his birthday. Chris was being held in his parent's arms so he could reach the table, a party hat on his head, as he got ready to blow out the candles on his cake. The cake in the photo had a wolf made of frosting on the top of it.

Immediately snatching the picture of when he was 5 away from Minna, Chris quickly put it back into its plastic slip. "You weren't meant to see that one."

However, when he said those words, he truly meant himself. Christopher bit down on his lip to try to keep himself from crying. He had almost forgot he had that picture. He had almost forgot about his parents altogether. Seeing that photo enveloped him in a tidal wave of memories. He didn't need this now. He was doing just fine up until now.

'Damnit!' Christopher yelled at himself within. 'Don't you dare cry now!!'

He started to whimper and threw the wallet to the ground, curling himself up into Minna's arms. He really was like a little puppy now. He tried to hold back his tears but they streamed down despite himself.

"S--so, wha--at's to be ash-hame-ed of w-w-ith yours?" Christopher asked her, trying to keep focus off his sobbing and sniveling.

Christopher returned her gaze and showed a toothy smile through his lament. He settled his head on her chest once more and told her, "Don't worry... you won't ever have to do that again. I promise... I just, I just wish I could take my parents to meet you. They'd love you, and to see their little wolfpup found himself someone special."

He held his head up level to Minna again and showed her his sorrow fully now. "You know that they wouldn't even care if they saw me like this? They would probably be very accepting. I'm never going to get the chance to show them anything anymore though... I won't even be able to send them a photo or write them a letter even. They've probably even been lead to think I was dead."

His hand clench up, getting a fistful of bedsheets. Chris simply allowed himself to be cradled in her arms, growing silent.

Joining her in the laughter, Christopher's mood once again lightened even if tears were in his eyes still. He thanked her by reaching under the collar in the back of her shirt to stroke her fur. He loved the sensation, the friction, he felt against his hands when he did it. Her fur and skin was so smooth. He added to what she said, "In fact, you have two fur coats as I'm..."

With a devious grin spreading across his canine face, Chris pounced her and wrapped himself entirely around her. "...the wolfy human blanket! I'm the wolfy human blanket!"