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Toby leaned back on the couch in the center of his apartment. It was almost one in the morning, the summer kept the nights dark, yet warm. He usually stayed up into the morning hours when he had the next day off. He had his brown tabby cat on his chest, allowing her to sleep soundly as she breathed. He glanced over at the television. He had been watching it since five, but he hadn’t been soaking in the information. His mind was preoccupied with the uncomplacent bulge in his pants. He tried to ignore it, but fantasies kept popping into his mind, getting him more riled up. He turned up the volume on the TV, and kept watching. His cat, Valentine, purred on his chest while he tried to ignore his growing ache. She had soft, brown fur. Her small button nose peaked her short snout, from which whiskers laid limp on Toby. Valentine’s body was similarly lean, its edges lining up in parallel as the cat stretched before repositioning itself. Her legs worked as machines of precision, offering gentle support as she moved herself into a more comfortable position on Toby.
The colors of Valentine’s body formed purist, organic patterns that emulated from the centerpiece on the top of her head, which aligned themselves around the original set of waves. Her tabby features waved down her body in rows, eventually ending on her svelte thighs. Her fluff continued across her stomach, but was present across her whole form. Her tail consisted of a menagerie of brown and black, utterly disconnected from the elegant patterns that marked the rest of her body.
Toby continued to attempt to watch TV, consistently finding it difficult to maintain attention on the program. Eventually he let out a sigh, and noticed his cat once more. His cock was now too hard for him to ignore. He checked his phone. No notifications. He opened Snapchat and began to text a few girls he’d hooked up with before. He waited impatiently for a response. After another half hour, he’d gotten nothing.
Desperately looking around the room, he searched for something to relieve himself with. It was becoming difficult to think of anything else. His head swam with erotic thoughts. He needed to end this now. His apartment was barren of most furniture, but his quick inventory gave him nothing. He gave up, and sighed. His tired eyes rested in front of him, and he noticed Valentine.
He looked at her, and the cat awoke from her sleep. She turned over, so that her back was to Toby’s chest, stretched by extending her arms and legs in opposite directions, the former over Toby’s head. Valentine yawned, opening her mouth to show Toby. Her fangs were the most prominent feature, but her small, lithe tongue curled toward her back while remaining tangent to the ground.
Valentine finished stretching and looked back at Toby. In his horny haze he seriously considered it. His erection pitched against his pants now. He looked back at his phone in hopes of finding an alternative. No notifications.
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“Fuck it,” he muttered to himself. He grabbed his cat and sat up on his couch/bed combo. “Mraow”, she instinctively responded, reacting surprised to Toby’s holding her at such a late hour. He put her down on her feet on the second cushion, her ass pointing toward him. In a small moment of lucidity, he asked himself, “Am I really doing this?”. As quickly as that thought came, another wave of horniness poured over his thought process. He unbuckled his pants and pulled his boxers down. His cock was stiff as concrete, and erected itself at a perfect angle. He put his precum-soaked tip down to the base of Valentine’s tiny pussy. She let out a small yowl before pleasure set in. The dopamine from the arousal hit her cognition, and Valentine softly leaned her ass back into Toby while moving her face down into the couch cushion.
Toby began to rock his tip back and forth in her little pussy, testing the kitty’s ability to take such a big cock. Valentine began to leak her own fluid as Toby began, further lubricating his dick. Her pussy was tight and wet. Her tiny folds only made Toby hornier, as Valentine meowed in pleasure. The thing that stuck out to Toby was just how hot her pussy was. It felt incredibly warm to the touch, which fueled his arousal even further. Her pussy was so small it squeezed against his tip, sending even more bursts of arousal every time he slammed into her. He grabbed Val’s fluffy thighs and used them to rock her back onto his cock, her vaginal fluids seeping down his shaft as he used her like a fleshlight.
Toby’s cock slid in and out rapidly, increasing pace as his hips jolted and forced themselves further in ecstacy. Val moved further back every time he did, clearly enjoying his big, warm cock. His tip moved across her little folds; Toby felt each of them suck his shaft every time he slid back and forth.
Something clicked in Toby’s head. He stopped trying to conjure images of women in his head as he pretended to fuck them and looked down at his cat. He didn’t hate it. Her sexy, feline body pressed against his crotch made him lick his lips. He slowly pulled out of her hot little sex, and leaned back onto the couch again. Valentine meowed softly to signal her dissatisfaction. “Don’t worry kitty, just one moment,” He put the cat onto her back and right in front of his face. He moved his lips down to Val’s pussy and began to kiss it. Val moaned out a meow as her master ate her out, and squirmed on Toby’s chest. Toby pushed his tongue into her as her wetness dripped onto his taste buds. She felt unbelievably smooth. His tongue proved to go deeper and be more dexterous than normal cat cock; Val reacted as expected. He continued to suck on her tiny clit, making her jolt her paws and front legs in overbursting pleasure. The taste was different. Almost musty, but better than any pussy Toby had eaten out before. Toby got a little cocky, and nipped her vulva. Instantly, the cat came all over Toby’s wet tongue.
Toby licked his lips from Val’s cum and moved her back on all fours, his cock still aching for release. He patted it and teased it around Val’s back and thighs, as her tail wrapped around it playfully. Toby put his tip back at her entrance and began to pump again, getting his cock wet with her cum and fluids. Half of his cock was now submerged in pussy every time he thrusted, and Valentine began to howl softly and Toby felt she may be too small for his cock. Nonetheless, he continued to press inward, stretching her deeper and deeper. He couldn’t tell if she was mewling in pain or pleasure, maybe both, but he was too horny to stop. After ten minutes of incessant pumping, her walls gave way to his cock, and he filled his pretty little cat with his full length. Val moaned loudly and arched her back, shoving her soft, warm ass against Toby’s crotch. Toby started to pump even faster, eliciting volatile positive reactions from Val. Her folds softly sucked against Toby’s cock every time he pushed in and out, her tightness increasing the lewd, wet sounds coming from how oversized he was for her.
Finally, Toby came, filling Val with his gooey, hot, steamy cum. Val felt her pussy become coated with his seed, and her own orgasm subsequently burst. She meowed, almost moaning, as she relaxed back into him one last time. Toby enjoyed the afterglow for a moment before pulling out of her, eliciting soft mewls as her pussy enjoyed his cock for the last time tonight.
Toby grabbed her in the middle, turning her around. His cock was soaked with his own cum and Valentine’s. His skin was visible through a mess of translucent fluids, which spilt from the tip to the base.
“We’re not done yet, kitty.”
Toby put his finger in Val’s mouth, opening it with little resistance. He put his tip up to her tiny snout, and felt her smooth tongue wrap under it. He pushed his tip in, feeling the inside of her cat mouth encompass his relatively huge cock. Her teeth and fangs weighed slightly on him. He could tell she was opening as wide as she could, trying to accommodate his size. Her tongue continued to snake around his tip, licking away as much cum as she could, swallowing as she went. Her mouth was too small to take his entire cock, so when his tip was clean, he pulled out. He leaned onto his back and pulled her closer. Val moved on and started licking his cock clean, happily lapping up as much cum as she could. Toby felt his lust reemerge as his cat cleaned him up, each lick bringing him closer. Val started at the base and worked her way up, leading to her needing to go back to clean up cum that had dripped down while she was busy elsewhere. Val made her way to the top, and as she gave the tip one last lick, Toby came again, spilling cum all over Val’s pretty kitty face.