Tom, eye's shut, slowly came to his sentience. His head suffering, badly ...

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

Yesterday he had walked along the cliff top, like many early nights he found a not bad spot, just off the coastal path, away from the drop's edge. He had Pitched his pocket-sized tent, one of the few matter he actually got out of his failed relationship 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 divvy up camber news report, although she had begged him to plowshare his money, after all"he worked for her father."She had argued many times.

So when she got bored and preferred his upright fellow, he had no thought 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 names, she had also said ... ), lost his job and there was no way he was going to deliver to living with his parents..

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He had only meant to walk for a few days, to clear his header. That was weeks ago, he found the peace and quiet rewarding, no pressure, no nagging. Once he had reached the coast, he decided to follow it, state of nature camping, with the odd Nox in a camp site, to shower and shave.

He had met a few early Zimmer along the way, the one couple of gorgeous distaff pupil, was predict, but they preferred each other.

He opened one eye, seeing the tent had collapsed around him. Bright sunshine was predict, so he opened the other, y'up camp out down. He lifted his arms, to raise the tent enough to find the zip, then tried to crawl over.

"Whaaaat ... ?"he definitely wasn't on hard ground, the trading floor of the tent wasn ; t supporting his weight on either arm or elbow. He reached the zip, opened up and sort of more fell out, than crawled out. Into a bush.. A small scrap with irritant and branches had him stood in a brushwood of Bush, collapsible shelter perched on the top.."Whaaaaat ?"he thought again ... Where was the clearing from finally night ? ... that malarky must have blown the tent clear off the ground ...

With his nous banging, he must possess hit something laborious when the collapsible shelter was flung around in the air, he gathered his tent and belonging into a ball and climbed out of the bush coppice onto what should be a drop-off path, but it wasn't, there was the cliff edge, but not the path that was there shoemaker's last night.

He unraveled his chunk of collapsible shelter on a panoptic bland spot, emptied his belongings out. Ate what was left of the flake he had, crisps and tall mallow and some of the water. Slowly packed everything into his rucksack and gathered his cerebration. The day looked anticipate, just like yesterday, the sunset was a sweetheart, betimes saltation, so one to revel with the promise of more to derive over summer.

The sea looked equanimity, no jazz and some clouds in the sky but zip to hint at the storm overnight last nighttime. Whilst definitely the same view, things didn't looking at or feel quite the same, Tom put that down to his headache. Oh well, there is a cove a land mile or two up ahead, with a small town and pub, he'll feel better after some pub grub.

Tom walked on, rucksack on, hoping the fresh air would realize his head a little, came to a spur of earth and a breeze brought a sweet smell to his nose, just a hint, what could sense that nice, not overpowering but encouraged him assail the flexure in the path. Feeling a piffling light headed, he saw bungalow close by, edging the drop, 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 delineation perfect view, very twee, so rural, almost biscuit tin lid perfect.



As he walked, now downhill slightly, he smelt the Sweet aroma again, solid now almost intoxicating, he could see a physical structure stretched out in front 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 delimitate, even though it was laying facing away downhill, the body curved like no other, legs tucked up underneath, limb outstretched in front, head resting on munition ... lovely curves down the spine, arching to a beautifully fill out arse, smooth and blending, Tom felt his blood rising, his head throbbed, as now did his penis ... he was transfixed as he walked closer.

His vision was blurring slightly, feeling somewhere between tipsy and drunk, but as he walked on, feeling as if a magnet 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 blood rose and he had to scratch his egg and adjust his fork to tolerate his penis to extend, rather than being trapped, double up in his Myxocephalus aenaeus under wear.



The figure was gorgeous, the closer he got, the more he appreciated the knockout, the unattackable the charismatic field of study felt and the more he wanted to dive in and lionize this stunner. It looked to be his summit, curves showing a svelte torso, which gave away it's breathing, swelled and relaxed, then a tail flicked from hiding behind it's one position to the other - A shadower ! !

"What ?"Tom stopped short and gasped. The body's head immediately turned upon hearing him, sitting up, getting up onto arms, the top half of the torso rotated bout, showing it to be a beautiful female person form, with a pair of wonderfully lash out boob curved in front of her.

She was shaped like a cat, must be some phase of brilliant cat costume he thought, to try to convince himself of some explanation but that didn't explain the hind end. Then a breeze 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 poor than himself. She was naked except for her fur, Tom blinked, rubbed his center, not believing what he was seeing, this beauty was a cat, those ears flicked and rotated with her tail, her luminescent 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 to startle you"stammered Tom, not believing what his optic were showing him and his ballock ached for, his penis 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 hand, replying"Hi, I'm Tom, very delight to meet you"and as they softly clasped hired hand, an galvanising like shock ran through Tom, his balls almost exploded and he gasped. Embarrassed at his excitement, he looked down at their hands. Shocked, recoiling at what he saw, he exclaimed brutally"thumbs - cat don't have opposable thumbs, you just spoke - you aren't suppose to utter, nor just experience one pair of mamilla"..

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 quickly taking over. She pulled him to the cottage behind, through the low room access, so low Tom had to put off, before she closed the threshold behind him, she looked back outside, looking all around, checking to be surely no one had seen them.

"good heartache, in all the years I have lived here, I just assumed these were fisherdog history, cock-and-bull story they made up to scare puppy and kittens.."she exclaimed,"you have to be heedful, such talk could get you into a lot of bother, the wiener in the Greenwich Village would tear you apart if they even thought you had said that, there are stories of them feeding blaspheming man to the mermaids ..."Sarah said, pausing to let it dip in.

CATS, DOGS, puppy, 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 whisper, slowly"Tom, where you come from, are ... ..Dogs and cats ... ... favorite ? “. Stunned, Tom slowly, carefully, deliberately nodded yes.

"Never, ever, but never say such a affair, there are stories of humans repeating this and they are never seen again. These are life-threatening 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 world and I say this world, because if these floor are true, you are not from this earth ..."replied Sarah, in a grave tone of voice"you walked following the drop-off path, did you kibosh overnight between here and church Cove ?"

"Yes, I camped in-between, on the drop top coastal way, death Night a tempest whipped up, I woke with a thumping concern and still inside my collapsed collapsible shelter, but now perched on top a bush"replied Tom.

"So the account are true, every 7 year, we have a violent storm, like no former, just topical anaesthetic, between here and Church Cove village, Mae West of here, the fisherdogs warn masses not to stay out after wickedness on the coastal course. There are story that once in a multiplication, a human appears during these storm. The ones that appear go mad, not understanding their new office, one jumped off a drop into a raging sea and rocks beneath with madness. Some rage about deary, neutering and castrating, the fisher 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, fantasize, but we are on dangerous ground."said Sarah, still in low tones, as she moved around the room, checking the windowpane for unseen prying eyes, pulling curtains closed.

Tom felt dizzy, his question spinning, but still his private parts throbbed, how could it, she's a cat ? he kept admiring this beautiful fauna in front of him, as she spoke, he could see every modification of verbalism, fur moving, flowing around her soundbox movements and he found it intoxicating, exciting, horny and that keister, the sexy thing ever, as it swished and curled.

He had never felt such wanton lust, he strained to see her boob and between her keister legs at every opportunity, smelling that odorous fragrance, wanting to bath in her, in that odour ... His genu felt debile, with all the stemma pulsing round his genitals, ball aching, penis throbbing, it was all he could do to remain put up up.

Sarah saw this, she hastened over to him,"are you ok, sit down, you look dizzy ”, she pointed at one of the woven basketball hoop seats, one in each turning point with backrest rest, with thick-skulled shock absorber, very retro. Tom dropped into one, very comfy, big than a normal arse, More for curling up in, he thought.

"In result to your interrogation, yes, some padded animate being developed apposable pollex in our phylogenesis, computerized tomography, dogs, some lapin species, with a few exceptions, like rodent and hoofed animate being, Bos taurus, horse etc. we evolved together and after a few problems back in the dark years, we now live in concord with human race. Yes I can verbalise, like you we enjoy sex for pleasance, only have a few sib, I am unusual being single, with 3 kittens as triplets, hence just one span of breasts."

Sarah accentuated this by raising up on her rear legs, opened her front end legs, puffing her chest out, to proudly establish her white underbelly, with her two lovely rounded white meat, not just pink teats, like domesticated cat-o'-nine-tails back on Tom's home human race, but lovely, not too humble not too large ...

Tom's centre nearly burst out of his question on stem, if his prick could possess, it would own unzipped itself from his shorts, it was bursting pushing hard at the seams..

Being this finis, his eyes were focusing better now. Sarah was definitely a cat, mainly White River, but with a unclouded beige coloured, light tiger like pattern all over, which explained why he thought she was a au naturel human former on, her underbelly, tail and ears remained evidently White person. Her optic were hypnotic, definitely upchuck eyes, luminescent green.

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

"It's ok, water system would be ok, thanks ..."said, as he watched her, play, dropping back onto all quartet, almost doubling back on herself in the small room, slinked out through another low doorway, showing her lovely round rump, empennage raising, giving Tom a coup d'oeil of her anus and vagina ( well not being a cat lover, he was in unmapped territorial dominion, normally supersensitive to regurgitate but this was unlike, more powerful 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 supply in paw, slinking through the doorway on 3 stage as well as 4 Tom admired. With her re-appearance Tom felt that undulation of desire again, the vacancy 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 branch, just like a man, but smoother, ballet like, the higher room cap allowing for this.

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



Sarah looked down, admired his bulging short and seeing his anxious discomfort, 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 turn 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 heating system, this isn't theorize to go on to human race, you aren't suppose to sense my Sweet heat hormones - it's why I am up here at home, being on heating plant, in the pub, where I work, would just send the dogs into frenzy. I've even sent my 3 kittens to stick with ally, it doesn't befall often but when it does, being unity, you have to almost isolate ...."

As Sarah spoke and reality dawned on her, here she was, in fully high temperature, with a male, who no one knew about, who was new ... to everything.

Subconsciously she curled her ass around, over her cover, stroking his cervix and cheek with the tip, he shivered with excitement. She came in close, thankfully he had a sizable beard and a picayune hair, defenseless homo skin is a little too much nakedness, thankfully homo wear wearing apparel, but they would be so much nicer with fur ... She was now starting to run on automatic, her hotness taking over .... Tom was now almost prey.

Tom looked, almost in horror, as she dropped down onto her front legs her then lowered, forefront bent down to his crotch,"you can stroke my ears"Sarah said, tilting her caput down to offer Tom her auricle, Tom reached his arms forward, his hired hand touched at the base of her triangulated auricle, one each, she purred quietly, he brushed his hands round, following up to the gratuity, her purring increased. He repeated, keeping his stokes slow and soft, her fur was soft and silklike."perfect Tom, just like that"Sarah confirmed. He felt his penis almost burst, he looked down, at the top of her promontory, he could feel her hot breath on his crotch, her forepart paws smoothly came up his thigh, found his zip, pulled it down and loosened his belt.

She brought her rear around the side of the chair, almost bending herself double, tooshie in the air, the sweet tone was stronger than ever, not a sickly dessert olfactory sensation but something light but knock-down."now my bum, in the same way Tom"Sarah whisperingly asked ... Tom moved his right hand, from her ear, to her buttocks alongside him, starting at the cornerstone, wrapping his hand around it, softly, like the first stroke of a hand job, slowly, softly pulling upwards to the tip, Sarah purred louder, deep inside ... Tom's left hand continued to twirl and stroke her ear.

Sarah's paws pulled at Tom's underdrawers, he raised his bum for a indorsement, Sarah pulled them quickly down to below his genu and now he was in his boxers, he felt her exhale on his crotch, her warm damp breath was like velvet, his dick was stretching his pugilist out, with a damp darn of pre-cum ... Tom's manus returned to the al-Qa'ida of Sarah's after part, as he was about to part another stroke upwards Sarah falteringly whispered"time to go lower, under my fundament, I need you to ...."Tom drew his hand down the home of her tail, stroked her anus, she shivered, her tail shaking now,"lower, maybe another time, I hear you humans like that, but frown ..."Sarah purred, she was now almost heaving. Her mouth opened, Sarah looked up smiling open mouthed, showing razor penetrating teeth ... She lowered onto his bulging packer, Tom whilst at the top of excitement was now terrified, what passes for sex here ? ...

tomcat right hand was now, just slowly lowering below her anus, a little patch of fur and then a wet patch, his halfway finger's breadth found the cunt, as the starting time digit slipped in, Sarah's dentition snatched at tom boxers and with a twist of her school principal, his drawers split and torus overt, his sprung loaded hawkshaw flicked onto her nose.

Faster than he could see, she engulfed his throbbing fellow member with her sassing, no teeth thankfully, just lips and spit wrapped around ... His body quaked, her arse was now quivering continuously and her purring was deep, vibrating his hawkshaw and his fingerbreadth ... Her tongue was like no world, percentage rough, part balmy, as she flicked it up and around, alternating, then the rough lapping down to his balls and stake up to the tip, her mouth now deep onto his pubic hair, fully immersing his penis.

wellspring that was it, Tom's encumbrance exploded into Sarah's mouth, The atmospheric pressure 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 head down, her lips pushing down on his fork, Tom's finger pushed hard quivering into her pussy ( do they call off it that ? or is it a"human"Tom pondered for some ridiculous second ). One finger quickly became 2, inside a well greased tunnel that vibrated with her purring, that echoed onto his dick and balls. The Sarah sucked, jeez Tom thought he would be sucked inside out ... she was incredible.

Tom kept vibrating and pumping his fingers, Sarah stopped sucking and released his now limp dick, resting her head on his lap"keep going, please don't stop"she pleaded"use your ovolo, find the heavily spot “, Tom, using his in good order thumb searched the damp back talk of Sarah's vulva, intemperately whilst pumping from the articulatio radiocarpea, then he found it, as soon as he tweaked it, Sarah convulsed,

"meaow"she screeched, purring rapidly,"in time, faster, harder, please, please ..."pleaded Sarah again, Tom adjusted his hand cargo area, matching her rhythm, keeping his quarter round flicking what must be her G spot, as Sarah's brain came off his lap, bringing round her rear, tail and bum onto his lap, stretching her head and body out in front, front paws out stretched on the floor, thrusting her hips, using her can legs, her tail vertical in the air, showing her anus to him, the cherubic olfactory property was now so intoxicating his imagination was blurred, he could palpate his penis re-building. Sarah started to slowly rhythmically walk her rear peg, 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 leaning forwards, his nose hit the base of operations of her buns, she quivered again, he pushed his knife out and immediately tasted the perfumed aroma he had been smelling since he had walked around that tongue of landed estate this dawning. His genius 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 hindquarters was thrusting backwards, as Tom's tongue and digit 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, succus flowed down her vagina, spraying over his hand, arm and T shirt. Coming to a net spasm and Sarah held mid thrust.

The forte of the wave of sweet-scented aroma coming with Sarah's cum juices hit Tom like a base of operations ball bat, he could just sit there stunned momentarily ecstatic, feeling himself cum too, just with the pleasure of pleasuring her and receiving the chemical substance rewarding high, serious than any alcohol 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 putz, teasing it by brushing her wet vulva lips and anus along it's flaccid length.

Then turning around to look him, with a grin, she brought her head back to face his, bringing her lips up to his, kissing him, not a mickle, an loose lip, a lovers kiss, holding it, whilst wrapping her forepart ramification around, her paws to the nates of his head, Tom did likewise, bringing his manus up behind her ears, her natural language went in deep, again rasping but in a nice way, her mouth were alien, Tom felt his phallus starting to fill again and Sarah purred in response ....

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

Continued ..

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