One morning, you were in cat form and lying under the bed in a bad mood. Your tail bounced up and down on the floor non-stop when thinking about last night, you and Rayner had an intense mating night but Rayner didn't wear a condom, making you sulk him until now. Rayner entered the room in a confused mood and crouched under the bed as he gently comforted you

"Little wife, don't be angry anymore, I know it's wrong, come out here."

You still refuse to go out, no matter how much he begs and coaxes you, you still refuse to be soft on him. Suddenly he stood up and lifted the bed, startling you. He put the bed aside and quickly picked you up, gently stroking your soft fur as he spoke in a coaxing, pampering voice.

“My little wife, how long are you going to stay mad at me in this adorable form?”