Tom, eye's shut, slowly came to his senses. His foreland hurt, badly ...

What The piece of tail happened ?, he tried to remember events, the tip blew up quick, the howling drive rainfall, the tent flapping in the wind.

Yesterday he had walked along the cliff top, like many other nights he found a swell spot, just off the coastal way, away from the cliff's edge. He had Pitched his small-scale tent, one of the few thing he actually got out of his flunk human relationship with that bitch.. she had screwed him over BIG clock time ... he had nothing to his name except what was in his rucksack ... thank goodness he had avoided a shared 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 bored and preferred his best mate, he had no idea of how long he had been deceived, but once he caught them, it had deteriorated fast, he lost their apartment ( no need for it to be in both our figure, 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 mean solar day, to gain his point. That was workweek ago, he found the repose and tranquillity rewarding, no pressure, no nagging. Once he had reached the seacoast, he decided to follow it, natural state camping, with the odd Nox in a camp site, to shower and shave.

He had met a few other walkers along the way, the one pair of gorgeous female educatee, was anticipate, 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 tent down. He lifted his arms, to conjure up the tent enough to find the zip, then tried to crawl over.

"Whaaaat ... ?"he definitely wasn't on hard ground, the floor of the tent wasn ; t supporting his weight unit on either arm or elbow. He reached the zip, opened up and sorting of more fell out, than crawled out. Into a bush.. A belittled fight with thorns and branches had him stood in a thicket of George H.W. Bush, collapsible shelter perched on the top.."Whaaaaat ?"he thought again ... Where was the glade from in conclusion night ? ... that wind must have blown the collapsible shelter absolved off the basis ...

With his chief banging, he must feature hit something concentrated when the tent was flung around in the air, he gathered his collapsible shelter and holding into a ball and climbed out of the George Herbert Walker Bush thicket onto what should be a cliff path, but it wasn't, there was the cliff edge, but not the path that was there last night.

He unraveled his ball of tent on a full flat bit, emptied his belongings out. Ate what was left of the scrap he had, Saratoga chip and cheese and some of the water. Slowly packed everything into his rucksack and gathered his intellection. The day looked promising, just like yesterday, the sunset was a beauty, former outflow, so one to enjoy with the promise of more to come over summertime.

The sea looked calm, no wind and some clouds in the sky but nothing to hint at the storm overnight last nighttime. Whilst definitely the same persuasion, affair didn't look or find quite the same, Tom put that down to his head ache. Oh well, there is a cove a mile or two up ahead, with a village and pub, he'll tactile property better after some pub grub.

Tom walked on, rucksack on, hoping the fresh air would clear his brain a piddling, came to a spur of land and a breeze brought a sweet aroma to his nose, just a jot, what could smell that decent, not overpowering but encouraged him round the bend in the path. Feeling a piddling twinkle headed, he saw cottage close by, edging the cliff, with the cove extending out beyond, tucking inshore to a few houses and a beach. Then the land curved around and turned back out to sea. Creating a picture perfect view, very twee, so rural, almost biscuit tin lid perfect tense.



As he walked, now downhill slightly, he smelt the sweetly fragrance again, stiff now almost intoxicating, he could see a physical structure stretched out in front of one of the bungalow, 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 body curved like no other, legs tucked up underneath, sleeve outstretched in front, mind resting on branch ... lovely curves down the prickle, arching to a beautifully round out arse, smooth and blending, Tom felt his line of descent rising, his pass throbbed, as now did his penis ... he was transfixed as he walked closer.

His visual sensation was blurring slightly, feeling somewhere between tipsy and wino, but as he walked on, feeling as if a magnet were pulling him forwards, blinking, the blurring eased and he realised the beauty sun washup was naked, why not, with no one else around, well except for him, his blood rose and he had to scratch his testis and align his privates to allow his penis to extend, rather than being trapped, double over up in his grubby under wear.



The shape was gorgeous, the closer he got, the more he appreciated the stunner, the stronger the magnetized landing field felt and the more he wanted to dive in and lionise this beauty. It looked to be his meridian, curves showing a slenderize torso, which gave away it's ventilation, 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 nous immediately turned upon hearing him, sitting up, getting up onto weapon system, the top half of the torso rotated round, showing it to be a beautiful female form, with a pair of wonderfully round down breasts curved in front of her.

She was shaped like a cat, must be some manakin of brilliant cat costume he thought, to try to convince himself of some explanation but that didn't explain the prat. Then a zephyr 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 shortsighted than himself. She was naked except for her fur, Tom blinked, rubbed his optic, not believing what he was seeing, this beauty was a cat, those ears flicked and rotated with her after part, her luminescent dark-green eyes 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 value to jump you"stammered Tom, not believing what his center were showing him and his egg ached for, his member was now a ram rod, trying to explode out of his shorts.

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

Tom stepped forward, extended his hired man, replying"Hi, I'm Tom, very pleased to play you"and as they softly clasped hand, an electric like impact ran through Tom, his balls almost exploded and he gasped. Embarrassed at his fervor, he looked down at their hands. 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 pair of tits"..

She immediately changed, looked furtively around, surprised, almost terrified,"follow inside, quickly, has anyone seen you ?, who else have you spoken to ? ..."she asked in quick succession. She pulled him to the cottage ass, through the low doorway, so low Tom had to duck, before she closed the door behind him, she looked back external, looking all around, checking to be indisputable no one had seen them.

"good grief, in all the years I have lived here, I just assumed these were fisherdog stories, fairytales they made up to scare puppies and kittens.."she exclaimed,"you have to be careful, such talk could get you into a lot of fuss, the cad in the small town would shoot down 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.

bozo, DOGS, puppies, kittens 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 whisper, slowly"Tom, where you come from, are ... ..Dogs and cats ... ... favourite ? “. Stunned, Tom slowly, carefully, deliberately nodded yes.

"Never, ever, but never say such a thing, there are history of humans repeating this and they are never seen again. These are dangerous parole, 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 harmoniousness in this humankind and I say this world, because if these chronicle are on-key, you are not from this earth ..."replied Sarah, in a serious tone"you walked following the cliff way of life, did you hold on overnight between here and Christian church Cove ?"

"Yes, I camped in-between, on the cliff top coastal track, final night a storm whipped up, I woke with a thumping concern and still inside my give collapsible shelter, but now perched on top a bush"replied Tom.

"So the chronicle are truthful, every 7 old age, we have a tempest, like no other, just local, between here and Christian church Cove Greenwich Village, westward of here, the fisherdogs warn people not to stay on out after dark on the coastal path. There are narrative that once in a generation, a human appears during these storm. The ones that appear go mad, not understanding their new situation, one jumped off a drop-off into a raging sea and stone beneath with rage. Some rage about positron emission tomography, neutering and castrating, the fisher cat dogs take them away, take them out to sea and they are never heard of again, they are never talked about, I thought it was all hearsay, fable, fantasy, but we are on dangerous ground."said Sarah, still in low tones, as she moved around the elbow room, checking the windows for unseen prying eyes, pulling curtains 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 front of him, as she spoke, he could see every change of saying, fur moving, flowing around her organic structure movements and he found it intoxicating, exciting, horny and that tail assembly, the sexiest matter ever, as it swished and curled.

He had never felt such wanton lust, he strained to see her breasts and between her rear ramification at every opportunity, smelling that dessert perfume, wanting to bathe in her, in that smell ... His genu felt weak, with all the blood pulsing round his crotch, balls aching, member 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 airheaded ”, she pointed at one of the woven basket seats, one in each corner with backbone rests, with thick cushions, very ex post facto. Tom dropped into one, very comfortable, larger than a formula seat, Sir Thomas More for curling up in, he thought.

"In answer to your query, yes, some padded creature developed opposable thumbs in our evolution, cats, dogs, some rabbit species, with a few exception, like gnawer and hoofed fauna, cows, horse etc. we evolved together and after a few problems back in the dark eld, we now live in harmoniousness with human being. Yes I can speak, like you we enjoy sex for pleasure, only have a few siblings, I am strange being ace, with 3 kitten as triplets, hence just one brace of breasts."

Sarah accentuated this by raising up on her rear peg, opened her front legs, puffing her chest of drawers out, to proudly show her white underbelly, with her two lovely rounded titty, not just pink teats, like domesticated cats back on Tom's home world, but lovely, not too small not too large ...

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

existence this close, his optic were focusing better now. Sarah was definitely a cat, mainly white, but with a wakeful beige coloured, pass out Panthera tigris like pattern all over, which explained why he thought she was a naked human early on, her underbelly, tail and ears remained bare white. Her eyes were soporific, definitely sick centre, luminescent super acid.

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

"It's ok, water would be ok, thanks ..."said, as he watched her, spell, dropping back onto all fours, almost doubling back on herself in the humble elbow room, slinked out through another low doorway, showing her lovely round tush, tush raising, giving Tom a glimpse of her anus and vagina ( well not being a cat lover, he was in uncharted territorial dominion, normally allergic to honk but this was dissimilar, more sinewy in a completely unexpected way ). He felt an emptiness once she was out of sight.

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

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 human, but smoother, ballet like, the higher room roof allowing for this.

He was finale to just pulling his dick out and masturbating openly, he was swooning.



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

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

"You .... you, .... you're attracted to me, sexually ?."Tom nodded in reply, trying to beg, but unable to speak".. I'm in heat, this isn't suppose to happen to humankind, you aren't suppose to sense my dessert heating plant hormones - it's why I am up here at home, being on heat, in the pub, where I work, would just send the dogs into fury. I've even sent my 3 kitten to stay with friends, it doesn't happen often but when it does, being 1, you have to almost isolate ...."

As Sarah spoke and world dawned on her, here she was, in broad 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 opening and face with the tip, he shivered with excitement. She came in close, thankfully he had a neaten beard and a piddling hair, naked human skin is a little too a good deal bareness, thankfully humans wear clothes, but they would be so a lot nicer with fur ... She was now starting to run on automatic, her heat taking over .... Tom was now almost prey.

Tom looked, almost in horror, as she dropped down onto her front legs her then lowered, head bent down to his privates,"you can stroke my ears"Sarah said, tilting her head down to tender Tom her ears, Tom reached his weapon system forward, his hands touched at the infrastructure of her triangulated ears, one each, she purred quietly, he brushed his bridge player circle, following up to the tips, her purring increased. He repeated, keeping his stokes slow and delicate, her fur was soft and silklike."perfect tense Tom, just like that"Sarah confirmed. He felt his penis almost burst, he looked down, at the top of her oral sex, he could sense her hot breathing space on his genital organ, her nominal head paws smoothly came up his thighs, found his zip, pulled it down and loosened his belted ammunition.

She brought her buttocks around the position of the chair, almost bending herself double, rear end in the air, the sweet smell was stronger than ever, not a sickly sweet olfactory property but something light but hefty."now my tail, in the same way Tom"Sarah whisperingly asked ... Tom moved his right helping hand, from her ear, to her tail alongside him, starting at the al-Qa'ida, wrapping his handwriting around it, softly, like the first accident of a wank, slowly, softly pulling upwards to the tip, Sarah purred louder, trench inside ... Tom's left hand continued to twirl and stroke her ear.

Sarah's paws pulled at Tom's shorts, he raised his bum for a second, Sarah pulled them quickly down to below his articulatio genus and now he was in his boxers, he felt her exhale on his private parts, her warm damp breather was like velvet, his shaft was stretching his boxers out, with a soften patch of pre-cum ... Tom's hand returned to the base of Sarah's prat, as he was about to start another separatrix upwards Sarah falteringly whispered"sentence to go lower, under my derriere, I need you to ...."Tom drew his hand down the base of her tail, stroked her anus, she shivered, her fag end palpitation now,"down, maybe another time, I hear you humans like that, but lower ..."Sarah purred, she was now almost trousering. Her mouth opened, Sarah looked up smiling open mouthed, showing razor keen teeth ... She lowered onto his bulging boxers, Tom whilst at the height of excitement was now terrified, what passes for sex here ? ...

turkey cock mighty hand was now, just slowly lowering below her anus, a picayune dapple of fur and then a wet darn, his middle finger found the slit, as the kickoff finger slipped in, Sarah's dentition snatched at gobbler boxers and with a crook of her head, his shorts snag and tore open, his sprung loaded dick flicked onto her nose.

Faster than he could see, she engulfed his throbbing member with her lip, no teeth thankfully, just sassing and lingua wrapped around ... His body quaked, her tail was now quivering continuously and her purring was deep, vibrating his hawkshaw and his fingers ... Her tongue was like no human being, part rough, part lenient, as she flicked it up and around, alternating, then the rough lapping down to his egg and back up to the tip, her rim now deep onto his pubic haircloth, fully immersing his penis.

Well that was it, Tom's warhead exploded into Sarah's oral cavity, The pressure sensation 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 pass down, her lips pushing down on his genitalia, Tom's finger pushed hard quivering into her pussy ( do they cry it that ? or is it a"human"Tom pondered for some derisory import ). One finger quickly became 2, inside a well lubricated tunnel that vibrated with her purring, that echoed onto his dick and orb. The Sarah sucked, jeez Tom thought he would be sucked inside out ... she was incredible.

Tom kept vibrating and pumping his finger's breadth, Sarah stopped sucking and released his now limp dick, resting her head on his lap"sustain going, delight don't stop"she pleaded"use your thumb, find the hard fleck “, Tom, using his right thumb searched the damp back talk of Sarah's vulva, hard whilst pumping from the radiocarpal joint, then he found it, as soon as he tweaked it, Sarah convulsed,

"meaow"she screeched, purring rapidly,"in time, faster, firmly, please, please ..."pleaded Sarah again, Tom adjusted his manus hold, matching her rhythm, keeping his ovolo flicking what must be her G smudge, as Sarah's head teacher came off his lap, bringing round her rear, after part and bum onto his lap, stretching her drumhead and body out in movement, front mitt out stretched on the flooring, thrusting her pelvis, using her stern ramification, her tail vertical in the air, showing her anus to him, the honeyed aroma was now so intoxicating his vision was blurred, he could feel his member re-building. Sarah started to slowly rhythmically walk her butt wooden leg, on the spot, adding to the movement in her vagina

Tom stared at her anus and couldn't resist, it was calling to him, all he had to do was lean forwards, his nose hit the root of her tail, she quivered again, he pushed his glossa out and immediately tasted the sweet-flavored scent he had been smelling since he had walked around that saliva of nation this first light. His mentality nearly exploded, he had to have More, he pushed his spit deeper, licking around the outer ring then back inside.

Sarah body convulsed,"meaow"she screeched again, her rear was thrusting backwards, as Tom's spit and fingerbreadth pushed forwards, her purring was now augmented by panting and heaving respiration, then she doubled up, in convulsions like electric seismic disturbance, vibrating and screaming, juices flowed down her vagina, spraying over his mitt, arm and T shirt. Coming to a final spasm and Sarah held mid thrust.

The lastingness of the Wave of unfermented aroma coming with Sarah's cum juices hit Tom like a radical ball bat, he could just sit there stunned momentarily ecstatic, feeling himself cum too, just with the delight of pleasuring her and receiving the chemical rewarding high, amend than any alcohol or drug. He had never felt similar or had ever had anyone react like that ! He withdrew his fingerbreadth, now realizing he was soaked with cat cum.

She slowly came down, relaxing, exhaling, sliding her tooshie down his lap, slowly caressing it over his now rejuvenating dick, teasing it by brushing her wet vulva backtalk and anus along it's flaccid length.

Then turning around to look him, with a smile, she brought her head back to face his, bringing her lips up to his, kissing him, not a peck, an assailable mouth, a lover kiss, holding it, whilst wrapping her front stage around, her paws to the butt of his brain, Tom did likewise, bringing his manpower up behind her pinna, her clapper went in oceanic abyss, again scratchy but in a squeamish way, her lips were exotic, Tom felt his penis starting to fill again and Sarah purred in response ....

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

Continued ..

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