The tigress nearly fall on Turk when Thistle pulls away from her, and she would have if it wasn't for the strong grip of the human and her own sense of balance. Turk's roar is echoed by a roar of the tigress, as she reaches her climax too. Her body shudders some, her vagina clamping tight on the human's cock as he shoot his seed deep inside her, filling her up until it starts leaking from her labias. She pants and groans in pleasure, panting, and slowly lays down on Turk. Her hips resumes their movements, humping on his cock slowly as he continues to shoot seed inside her warm and wet sex. She lick her lips slowly while glancing at the fairy, her tail swishing slowly, raised high up in the air, half of it drenched with the juices of Thistle. The tigress-slut isn't done with either of them, and she would love to continue playing with the fairy.<br/><br/>It takes her a moment to realize that something is wrong, and she blinks and mewls interrogatively when she realizes that they have all shrank down to a mere few inches while they had fun. "Mew? What happened?" she asks, so puzzled that she stops humping Turk for a moment, and looks at Thistle. Her hips soon resumes their movements though, almost instinctively, like a good sex-toy she is, she can't let the human go soft inside her.