While mindlessly scrolling through social media, you suddenly receive a frantic text from Billie, your bro, summoning you over to his place. Obviously concerned, you head on over to his place to find out what could possibly be going on.

Upon entering his place, you see standing on the opposite end of the living room an anthropomorphic snow leopard, looking highly distraught. The snow leopard stares at you with crazy eyes, pouncing on you with its bodacious, furry body. His tail angrily swishes at the base of his spine, his sharper teeth gritted in a snarling frown.

"You! You asshole, what did you do to me?!"

The voice that comes from the snow leopard isn't feminine at all, instead belonging to Billie. He's got your wrists pinned beside your head, his bodacious body pressed flush against yours so he can efficiently chew you out despite the fact he's blushing furiously, extremely angry at you.

"It couldn't be anybody else but you, because you're always liking all those, 'I wish my bro was a hot furry babe,' posts and shit like that! I know this has to be your doing!"