Tom, eye's shut, slowly came to his good sense. His headspring harm, badly ...

What The Fuck happened ?, he tried to remember upshot, the tip blew up ready, the howling driving rainwater, the tent flapping in the wind.

Yesterday he had walked along the drop top, like many early nights he found a great spot, just off the coastal path, away from the cliff's edge. He had Pitched his little collapsible shelter, one of the few things he actually got out of his bomb kinship with that bitch.. she had screwed him over BIG time ... he had nothing to his name except what was in his rucksack ... thank goodness he had avoided a partake in bank invoice, although she had begged him to share his money, after all"he worked for her father."She had argued many times.

So when she got world-weary and preferred his best mate, he had no musical theme of how yearn he had been deceived, but once he caught them, it had deteriorated fast, he lost their flat ( no need for it to be in both our names, she had also said ... ), lost his job and there was no way he was going to return to living with his parents..

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He had only meant to walk for a few Day, to clear his headspring. That was weeks ago, he found the ataraxis and tranquility rewarding, no press, no nagging. Once he had reached the coast, he decided to follow it, Wild camping, with the odd night in a camp site, to shower down and shave.

He had met a few other walkers along the way, the one pair of gorgeous female students, was bright, but they preferred each other.

He opened one eye, seeing the tent had collapsed around him. Bright sunlight was promising, so he opened the other, y'up collapsible shelter down. He lifted his arms, to raise the encamp enough to find the zip, then tried to crawl over.

"Whaaaat ... ?"he definitely wasn't on unvoiced ground, the floor of the tent wasn ; t supporting his weight on either arm or articulatio cubiti. He reached the zip, opened up and variety of to a greater extent fell out, than crawled out. Into a bush.. A low fight with sticker and subdivision had him stood in a coppice of bushes, tent perched on the top.."Whaaaaat ?"he thought again ... Where was the glade from last night ? ... that flatus must have blown the tent clear-cut off the ground ...

With his head banging, he must receive hit something hard when the tent was flung around in the air, he gathered his collapsible shelter and belongings into a ball and climbed out of the shrub thicket onto what should be a drop path, but it wasn't, there was the drop bound, but not the itinerary that was there concluding night.

He unraveled his ballock of tent on a across-the-board flat dapple, emptied his belongings out. Ate what was left of the food waste he had, crisps and cheese and some of the water. Slowly packed everything into his rucksack and gathered his thoughts. The day looked promising, just like yesterday, the sunset was a sweetheart, early springtime, so one to enjoy with the hope of more to come over summertime.

The sea looked composure, no wind and some cloud in the sky but nix to hint at the storm overnight lastly Nox. Whilst definitely the same position, affair didn't look or experience quite the same, Tom put that down to his head ache. Oh well, there is a cove a geographical mile or two up ahead, with a village and pub, he'll feeling better after some pub grub.

Tom walked on, rucksack on, hoping the fresh air would authorise his straits a small, came to a spur of farming and a zephyr brought a odorous aroma to his nose, just a touch, what could smack that overnice, not overpowering but encouraged him round the bend in the route. Feeling a footling light headed, he saw cottage close by, edging the drop-off, with the cove extending out beyond, tucking inshore to a few business firm and a beach. Then the land curved around and turned back out to sea. Creating a icon perfect aspect, very twee, so rural, almost cookie tin lid perfective.



As he walked, now downhill slightly, he smelt the sweet odour again, secure now almost intoxicating, he could see a body stretched out in battlefront of one of the cottages, maybe that was the source of the nectar, he thought. As he got closer, the body stretched out over the lawn sunbathing, became more defined, even though it was laying facing away downhill, the organic structure curved like no other, wooden leg tucked up underneath, arms outstretched in front, head resting on weapons system ... lovely curves down the spine, arching to a beautifully rounded tail end, smooth and blend, Tom felt his blood rise, his psyche throbbed, as now did his penis ... he was transfixed as he walked closer.

His imaginativeness was blurring slightly, feeling somewhere between tipsy and drunk, but as he walked on, feeling as if a attracter were pulling him forwards, blinking, the blurring eased and he realised the beauty sun bathing was naked, why not, with no one else around, well except for him, his rip rose and he had to inscribe his ball and set his crotch to allow his phallus to put out, rather than being trapped, double up in his Myxocephalus aenaeus under vesture.



The contour was gorgeous, the closer he got, the more he appreciated the beauty, the stronger the charismatic orbit felt and the more he wanted to dive in and celebrate this beaut. It looked to be his tiptop, curves showing a slim down torso, which gave away it's breathing, swelled and relaxed, then a tail flicked from hiding behind it's one side to the other - A TAIL ! !

"What ?"Tom stopped short and gasped. The body's oral sex immediately turned upon hearing him, sitting up, getting up onto arms, the top one-half of the torso rotated troll, showing it to be a beautiful female physical body, with a pair of wonderfully rounded tit curved in nominal head of her.

She was shaped like a cat, must be some anatomy of superb cat costume he thought, to try to win over himself of some account but that didn't explain the tail. Then a cinch brushed by, ruffling her fur, causing her to shiver slightly, rippling her fur. Tom was transfixed. How could she be a cat, from her size she isn't much little than himself. She was naked except for her fur, Tom blinked, rubbed his eyes, not believing what he was seeing, this beauty was a cat, those auricle flicked and rotated with her bum, her luminescent leafy vegetable oculus were deep and inviting.

"Hi, sorry I didn't see you"she said breaking the spell,

"I, I.. I ‘ m sorry I didn't mean to start you"stutter Tom, not believing what his eyes were showing him and his glob ached for, his member was now a ram rod, trying to burst out of his shorts.

"Hi, I'm Sarah"she said, as she extended a paw,

Tom stepped forward, extended his script, replying"Hi, I'm Tom, very pleased to take on you"and as they softly clasped handwriting, an electric like shock ran through Tom, his balls almost exploded and he gasped. Embarrassed at his excitement, he looked down at their helping hand. Shocked, recoiling at what he saw, he exclaimed brutally"thumbs - cats don't have opposable thumbs, you just spoke - you aren't suppose to talk, nor just have one couplet of tits"..

She immediately changed, looked furtively around, surprised, almost terrified,"come inside, quickly, has anyone seen you ?, who else have you spoken to ? ..."she asked in quick chronological sequence. She pulled him to the cottage behind, through the low room access, so low Tom had to duck, before she closed the doorway behind him, she looked back outside, looking all around, checking to be sure as shooting no one had seen them.

"Good sorrow, in all the age I have lived here, I just assumed these were fisherdog narration, cock-and-bull story they made up to scare away puppies and kittens.."she exclaimed,"you have to be careful, such talk could get you into a lot of worry, the dogs in the village would charge you apart if they even thought you had said that, there are stories of them feeding blaspheming humans to the mermaids ..."Sarah said, pausing to let it sink in.

big cat, DOGS, pup, kitty and now mermaids, thought Tom, shocked and now starting to panic, I knew Cornwall could be isolated but this ? ? ...

Sarah went on, but talking almost in a susurration, slowly"Tom, where you come from, are ... ..Dogs and cats ... ... pets ? “. Stunned, Tom slowly, carefully, deliberately nodded yes.

"Never, ever, but never say such a thing, there are taradiddle of humans repeating this and they are never seen again. These are dangerous words, even said in private."instructed Sarah sternly.

"B, b, b, but, you have seen humans before ?"asked Tom, stammering in shock.

"Yes, we all live together, happily, in harmony in this Earth and I say this Earth, because if these stories are true, you are not from this world ..."replied Sarah, in a grievous tone"you walked following the cliff track, did you turn back overnight between here and Church Cove ?"

"Yes, I camped middle, on the drop top coastal path, last dark a storm whipped up, I woke with a thumping headache and still inside my cave in tent, but now perched on top a bush"replied Tom.

"So the stories are true, every 7 long time, we have a storm, like no other, just local, between here and Church Cove village, west of here, the fisherdogs warn people not to stay out after dark on the coastal path. There are tale that once in a generation, a man appears during these violent storm. The ones that appear go mad, not understanding their new situation, one jumped off a drop-off into a raging sea and rocks beneath with lyssa. Some rage about pets, neutering and castrating, the fisher dogs take them away, charter them out to sea and they are never heard of again, they are never talked about, I thought it was all hearsay, fable, phantasy, but we are on severe priming."said Sarah, still in low tones, as she moved around the room, checking the windowpane for unseen prying eyes, pulling pall closed.

Tom felt dizzy, his head spinning, but still his crotch throbbed, how could it, she's a cat ? he kept admiring this beautiful creature in battlefront of him, as she spoke, he could see every change of manifestation, fur moving, flowing around her physical structure drift and he found it intoxicating, exciting, horny and that tail, the sexiest affair ever, as it swished and curled.

He had never felt such wanton lust, he strained to see her breasts and between her rise ramification at every opportunity, smelling that sweet aroma, wanting to bath in her, in that look ... His knees felt weak, with all the lineage pulsing round his genital organ, musket ball aching, penis throbbing, it was all he could do to remain stomach up.

Sarah saw this, she hastened over to him,"are you ok, sit down, you look silly ”, she pointed at one of the woven hoop seats, one in each corner with back rests, with thick cushions, very retro. Tom dropped into one, very comfy, larger than a normal seat, more than for curling up in, he thought.

"In reply to your question, yes, some footslog animals developed opposable ovolo in our evolution, quat, wienerwurst, some cony species, with a few elision, like rodent and hoofed animals, cows, Equus caballus etc. we evolved together and after a few job back in the dark ages, we now live in harmony with world. Yes I can verbalize, like you we enjoy sex for joy, only have a few siblings, I am unusual being bingle, with 3 kittens as triplets, hence just one distich of breasts."

Sarah accentuated this by raising up on her back end wooden leg, opened her front line legs, puffing her bureau out, to proudly show her white underbelly, with her two lovely rounded breasts, not just pink pap, like domesticated cats back on Tom's home world, but lovely, not too small not too vauntingly ...

Tom's eyes nearly burst out of his head on stalks, if his dick could have, it would have unzipped itself from his shortstop, it was bursting pushing hard at the seams..

beingness this close, his eyes were focusing better now. Sarah was definitely a cat, mainly white, but with a sparkle ecru coloured, shadowy tiger like pattern all over, which explained why he thought she was a defenseless human early on, her underbelly, tail and ears remained unmixed white. Her eyes were hypnotic, definitely cats eyes, luminescent putting surface.

"You look hot, flushed, can get you a drink ?, I would say milk, but I would expect you want something we don't have, like tea or umber, I'm sorry ..."sarah apologised.

"It's ok, weewee would be ok, thanks ..."said, as he watched her, number, dropping back onto all quaternion, almost doubling back on herself in the modest way, slinked out through another low doorway, showing her lovely circle rump, tail rearing, giving Tom a glimpse of her anus and vagina ( well not being a cat lover, he was in uncharted territory, normally supersensitive to cats but this was unlike, more sinewy in a completely unexpected way ). He felt an emptiness once she was out of sight.

She returned just as smoothly, with a methamphetamine of body of water in paw, slinking through the doorway on 3 legs as well as 4 Tom admired. With her re-appearance Tom felt that moving ridge of desire again, the emptiness now gone, replaced with lecherousness.

Once she was through the low doorway, from what must be the kitchen, she rose to walk on her rear 2 legs, just like a man, but smoother, ballet like, the higher room ceiling allowing for this.

He was tightlipped to just pulling his gumshoe out and masturbating openly, he was swooning.



Sarah looked down, admired his bulging shorts and seeing his uneasy discomfort, concerned she stammered"er ... are you ok ? you're not hypersensitised to me in any way are you, as you seem to be .... Oh !"

Now, it was Sarah's go to be startled, as she realised what she was seeing,

"You .... you, .... you're attracted to me, sexually ?."Tom nodded in response, trying to beg, but unable to speak".. I'm in estrus, this isn't suppose to come about to human being, you aren't suppose to sense my confection heat hormones - it's why I am up here at home, being on heat, in the pub, where I work, would just commit the dogs into frenzy. I've even sent my 3 kittens to remain with friends, it doesn't happen often but when it does, being single, you have to almost isolate ...."

As Sarah spoke and world dawned on her, here she was, in wide-cut heat, with a male, who no one knew about, who was new ... to everything.

Subconsciously she curled her tail around, over her back, stroking his neck and impertinence with the tip, he shivered with excitement. She came in close, thankfully he had a tidy beard and a trivial hair, naked human cutis is a little too a great deal nakedness, thankfully humankind fatigue clothes, but they would be so much nicer with fur ... She was now starting to run on automatic, her warmth taking over .... Tom was now almost prey.

Tom looked, almost in horror, as she dropped down onto her presence legs her then lowered, head bent down to his crotch,"you can stroke my spike"Sarah said, tilting her head down to offer Tom her ears, Tom reached his weapon system forward, his hands touched at the base of her triangulated pinna, one each, she purred quietly, he brushed his hired man round, following up to the tips, her purring increased. He repeated, keeping his stokes slow and soft, her fur was soft and silklike."perfect tense Tom, just like that"Sarah confirmed. He felt his member almost burst, he looked down, at the top of her oral sex, he could feel her hot breathing space on his crotch, her front hand smoothly came up his second joint, found his zip, pulled it down and loosened his belt ammunition.

She brought her rear around the side of the chair, almost bending herself double, tail in the air, the dessert smell was unattackable than ever, not a sickly sugariness scent but something Light but sinewy."now my prat, in the same way Tom"Sarah whisperingly asked ... Tom moved his right wing script, from her ear, to her tail alongside him, starting at the base, wrapping his hand around it, softly, like the first CVA of a wank, slowly, softly pulling upwards to the tip, Sarah purred louder, deep inside ... Tom's left hand continued to whirl and stroke her ear.

Sarah's paw pulled at Tom's shorts, he raised his bum for a second, Sarah pulled them quickly down to below his knees and now he was in his boxers, he felt her exhale on his genital organ, her warm dampness breathing spell was like velvet, his dick was stretching his boxershorts out, with a damp maculation of pre-cum ... Tom's hired man returned to the base of Sarah's tail, as he was about to bulge out another stroke upwards Sarah falteringly whispered"metre to go lower, under my tail, I need you to ...."Tom drew his bridge player down the alkali of her quarter, stroked her anus, she shivered, her tail quivering now,"lower, maybe another sentence, I hear you humankind like that, but lower ..."Sarah purred, she was now almost trousering. Her mouth opened, Sarah looked up smiling open mouthed, showing razor sharp dentition ... She lowered onto his bulging Boxer, Tom whilst at the height of excitement was now terrified, what passes for sex here ? ...

Toms right manus was now, just slowly lowering below her anus, a little spell of fur and then a wet spot, his middle finger found the slit, as the firstly finger slipped in, Sarah's tooth snatched at Toms underdrawers and with a construction of her head, his boxer stock split and tore undefendable, his sprung loaded dick flicked onto her nose.

Faster than he could see, she engulfed his throbbing phallus with her mouth, no dentition thankfully, just lips and lingua wrapped around ... His torso quaked, her tail was now quivering continuously and her purring was cryptic, vibrating his cock and his fingers ... Her clapper was like no human race, percentage rough, parting soft, as she flicked it up and around, alternating, then the rough lapping down to his balls and back up to the tip, her mouth now deep onto his pubic hair, fully immersing his penis.

Well that was it, Tom's lode exploded into Sarah's mouth, The force per unit area that had built up just couldn't be contained any longer,

Tom felt as if rivers of cum came out, he thrust his hips up and she pushed her drumhead down, her lips pushing down on his fork, Tom's finger pushed hard quivering into her twat ( do they shout it that ? or is it a"man"Tom pondered for some cockeyed bit ). One finger quickly became 2, inside a well lubricate tunnel that vibrated with her purring, that echoed onto his gumshoe and balls. The Sarah sucked, jeez Tom thought he would be sucked inside out ... she was incredible.

Tom kept vibrating and pumping his finger, Sarah stopped sucking and released his now limp dick, resting her headspring on his lap"keep going, please don't stop"she pleaded"use your pollex, find the hard spot “, Tom, using his correctly thumb searched the dull lips of Sarah's vulva, hard whilst pumping from the wrist, then he found it, as soon as he tweaked it, Sarah convulsed,

"meaow"she screeched, purring rapidly,"in fourth dimension, faster, operose, please, please ..."pleaded Sarah again, Tom adjusted his helping hand clench, matching her speech rhythm, keeping his thumb flicking what must be her G spot, as Sarah's forefront came off his lap, bringing round her tail, tail and bum onto his lap, stretching her head and body out in front end, front paws out stretched on the floor, thrusting her hips, using her derriere peg, her tail vertical in the air, showing her anus to him, the sweet fragrance was now so intoxicating his imaginativeness was blurred, he could feel his penis re-building. Sarah started to slowly rhythmically walk her rear ramification, on the maculation, adding to the bowel movement in her vagina

Tom stared at her anus and couldn't resist, it was calling to him, all he had to do was list forwards, his nose hit the base of her tail, she quivered again, he pushed his clapper out and immediately tasted the sweet aroma he had been smelling since he had walked around that spittle of land this morning. His genius nearly exploded, he had to have to a greater extent, he pushed his lingua deeper, licking around the outer ring then back inside.

Sarah body convulsed,"meaow"she screeched again, her rear was thrusting backwards, as Tom's glossa and finger's breadth pushed forwards, her purring was now augmented by panting and heaving breathing, then she doubled up, in convulsions like electric car shocks, vibrating and screaming, juice flowed down her vagina, spraying over his deal, arm and T shirt. Coming to a terminal muscle spasm and Sarah held mid thrust.

The forcefulness of the wave of sweet odor coming with Sarah's cum juice hit Tom like a base lump bat, he could just sit there stunned momentarily rapturous, feeling himself cum too, just with the pleasure of pleasuring her and receiving the chemical rewarding high up, in force than any alcoholic beverage or drug. He had never felt similar or had ever had anyone react like that ! He withdrew his fingers, now realizing he was soaked with cat cum.

She slowly came down, relaxing, exhaling, sliding her rear down his lap, slowly caressing it over his now rejuvenating gumshoe, teasing it by brushing her wet vulva mouth and anus along it's soft length.

Then turning around to face up him, with a smiling, she brought her head back to face his, bringing her rim up to his, kissing him, not a peck, an receptive rima oris, a lover kiss, holding it, whilst wrapping her straw man legs around, her paws to the nates of his head, Tom did likewise, bringing his hands up behind her pinna, her natural language went in deep, again scratchy but in a nice way, her sass were exotic, Tom felt his member starting to fill again and Sarah purred in response ....

"well, if I knew that humans were like that, I would have tried one sooner"Sarah whispered, as she pulled back and winked at him, with those oceanic abyss luminescent green eyes.

Continued ..

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