Tiger finally stopped jogging. He just didn't have the air left in his lungs to run and talk at the same time. "Jaaaaa-aaaaas! Slow down!"

"What was that? I couldn't hear you down there, Tiger!"

This earned a stern frown. "Oh, come on, Jas!"

"Heh heh, okay. What's wrong?"

After giving himself a moment to recover, Tiger finished the short walk over to his girlfriend and slumped his head against her thigh. "I can't keep up with you, that's what's wrong! Your legs are too long like this!"

"Too long?" Jasmine feigned outrage at the comment. "I thought guys liked girls with lots of leg!"

"We do," Tiger admitted, "but when they've got more leg than we've got... Well, anything, then it gets a little hard to keep pace!"

Jas smirked and leaned down to pat Tiger on the head. "Yeah, but you're used to it. Date a girl who's eight feet tall long enough, and you start to get the hang of things."

"But you aren't eight feet tall right now!" Tiger shouted back, thrusting his arms upward and out in a pitifully futile attempt to convey the amount of girlfriend currently looming over him.

Jas merely shrugged. "Just think of it as exercise!"

"Ugh..." Collapsing to a sitting position, Tiger rested on Jasmine's toes, now large enough to form a reasonably comfortable row of pillows. "How about I think of it as torture?"

"Awwwwww..." Again, Jasmine leaned down to pet her boyfriend's head. "Does the itty bitty kitty need a nap?"

Tiger briefly tried to avoid the nudging fingers running over his hair, but after a few strokes he surrendered to the pleasant sensations. "Weeeeeell... A quick rest would be really nice, right now... It'd certainly beat fainting from exhaustion like I'm probably going to do in about a minute or so."

Unfortunately, Jas had been joking, and was less than enthusiastic to hear this news. "But, Tiiiiigeeeeer! I wanted to go to the mall and get some new clothes! Nothing I own fits me right now except what I've got on!"

Tiger grinned. "You just want to go to that store with the uppity sales clerk and try on all the extra-plus-size bras, so you can watch her face when you burst them."

Jas grinned right back. "And the only reason you came with me was so you could watch me do it, so no more whining!" Quietly, she added to herself, "and I also need someone to pay for the clothes."

"I heard that!"

Ignoring the protest, Jas checked behind herself. She brushed away a large patch of grass and flopped back into a sitting position, sending out a small shockwave which activated a nearby car alarm. "Ack!" She quickly smacked the car and sent it rolling down the street far enough to lessen the volume.
Tiger groaned as he saw a large, finger-shaped indentation in the vehicle's backside. "Jaaaaas!"

"Uh..." With a sheepish grin, Jas rose back up to her feet. "Hey, no big deal. We'll just leave before anyone notices. It'll probably buff right out anyway."

"I doubt it, but I do think leaving is probably a good ide-whoa!"
Jas 'eep'ed as her attempt to resume her journey accidentally flipped her boyfriend off her toes and onto the grass. "You okay?!"

"Ow! My leg!"

She shook her head. "This isn't working... Oh! I know!"

Groaning faintly, Tiger shoved himself back up just in time to notice a large shadow spreading over him. "... Jas?"

"Hold on, Tiger, just a second."

"JAS!" He yelped as slender fingers and a gentle palm wrapped around his entire midsection. "What's going- what are you- YIPE!"

With almost (but not quite) enough restraint to avoid smushing Tiger's glasses against his forehead, Jas pressed a finger to Tiger's lips. "Shh! If you keep yelling, someone's gonna hear you and see what we did to that car before we can escape!"

"'We?' What 'we?' And what are you doing with me?"

"Oh, come on, you know me well enough to know I'm not gonna try hurting you!"

Tiger shoved at the finger in his face until Jas got the idea and removed it.

"It's not what you're trying to do that worries me!"

"Look, do you want us to get to the mall or not? Now stop squirming for a moment- here you go!"

Tiger slipped free as Jas spread her fingers, and thumped down behind her neck. His legs hung out over her shoulders, giving him a good position to rest his tired and/or injured footpaws on Jasmine's soft breasts.

"There, that better for you?"

Leaning in, Tiger kissed the back of his giant girlfriend's head and scratched her left ear. "MUCH better, thanks."

"Good. Now hang on to something so you don't fall off like a klutz!"

"Hah! Me, fall? Not a chaWHOAkay that was close! ... I mean, Hah! Me, fall? Not a chance!"

Jas chuckled, once again nearly flinging her rider off. "Suuuuuure, Tiger."

"Anyway, enough dallying around! Forward, noble steed! To the mall! And skimpy clothing!"

"Okay, you are buying me lunch at the food court for that 'steed' comment."

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