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

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

Yesterday he had walked along the drop top, like many other nighttime he found a neat spot, just off the coastal itinerary, away from the drop-off's edge. He had Pitched his small tent, one of the few things he actually got out of his give out relationship with that bitch.. she had screwed him over BIG time ... he had nothing to his public figure except what was in his packsack ... thank goodness he had avoided a shared cant bill, 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 estimate 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 gens, 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 shed light on his head. That was weeks ago, he found the peace and repose rewarding, no air pressure, no nagging. Once he had reached the coast, he decided to survey it, Wild camping, with the odd nighttime in a clique site, to shower and shave.

He had met a few other walkers along the way, the one duad of gorgeous female student, was promising, but they preferred each other.

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

"Whaaaat ... ?"he definitely wasn't on concentrated earth, the floor of the tent wasn ; t supporting his system of weights on either arm or human elbow. He reached the zip, opened up and sort of to a greater extent fell out, than crawled out. Into a bush.. A diminished engagement with spine and branches had him stood in a copse of Dubyuh, tent perched on the top.."Whaaaaat ?"he thought again ... Where was the glade from last night ? ... that wind must have got blown the tent realize off the priming ...

With his pass battering, he must throw hit something punishing when the tent was flung around in the air, he gathered his collapsible shelter and belonging into a ball and climbed out of the George Herbert Walker Bush thicket onto what should be a drop-off path, but it wasn't, there was the cliff edge, but not the path that was there last night.

He unraveled his ball of collapsible shelter on a wide of the mark flat spot, emptied his belongings out. Ate what was left of the garbage he had, crisps and tall mallow and some of the H2O. Slowly packed everything into his rucksack and gathered his thoughts. The day looked promising, just like yesterday, the sunset was a sweetheart, ahead of time natural spring, so one to enjoy with the hope of more to come over summer.

The sea looked calm, no wind and some clouds in the sky but nothing to hint at the storm overnight concluding night. Whilst definitely the like eyeshot, things didn't look or feel quite the Lapp, Tom put that down to his headache. Oh well, there is a cove a mi or two up ahead, with a village and pub, he'll flavour better after some pub grub.

Tom walked on, knapsack on, hoping the fresh air would clear his head a little, came to a spur of land and a breeze brought a sweet odor to his pry, just a hint, what could smell that gracious, not overpowering but encouraged him round the crook in the path. Feeling a little illumination headed, he saw bungalow 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 sight, very niminy-piminy, so rural, almost cookie tin lid perfect.



As he walked, now downhill slightly, he smelt the scented aroma again, stronger now almost intoxicating, he could see a body stretched out in front of one of the cottage, 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, weapon system outstretched in front, header resting on blazonry ... lovely curves down the backbone, arching to a beautifully rounded arse, smooth and blending, Tom felt his blood uprising, his head throbbed, as now did his phallus ... 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, nictation, the blurring eased and he realised the looker sun washup was naked, why not, with no one else around, well except for him, his ancestry rose and he had to grave his balls and adjust his crotch to allow his penis to extend, rather than being trapped, reduplicate up in his grubby under wear.



The frame was gorgeous, the closer he got, the more he appreciated the beauty, the solid the magnetic field felt and the more he wanted to dive in and celebrate this peach. It looked to be his meridian, curves showing a slim torso, which gave away it's breathing, swelled and relaxed, then a tail flicked from hiding behind it's one slope to the former - A after part ! !

"What ?"Tom stopped little and gasped. The body's head immediately turned upon hearing him, sitting up, getting up onto limb, the top half of the torso rotated unit of ammunition, showing it to be a beautiful female person form, with a span of wonderfully attack breasts curved in front of her.

She was shaped like a cat, must be some pattern of brilliant cat costume he thought, to try to convert himself of some explanation but that didn't explain the tail. Then a piece of cake 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 shorter than himself. She was naked except for her fur, Tom blinked, rubbed his eyes, not believing what he was seeing, this mantrap was a cat, those ears flicked and rotated with her tail, her luminescent green oculus were trench and inviting.

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

"I, I.. I ‘ m sorry I didn't mean to galvanise you"stammered Tom, not believing what his eyes were showing him and his orchis ached for, his member was now a ram rod, trying to erupt out of his short circuit.

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

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

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

"Good grief, in all the years I have lived here, I just assumed these were fisherdog account, fairy tale they made up to daunt puppies and kittens.."she exclaimed,"you have to be careful, such talk could get you into a lot of fuss, the dogs in the small town would displume you apart if they even thought you had said that, there are stories of them feeding blaspheming human beings to the mermaids ..."Sarah said, pausing to let it go down in.

CATS, hot dog, pup, 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 voicelessness, slowly"Tom, where you come from, are ... ..Dogs and cats ... ... dearie ? “. Stunned, Tom slowly, carefully, deliberately nodded yes.

"Never, ever, but never say such a matter, there are stories of humankind repeating this and they are never seen again. These are dangerous language, 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 humanity and I say this world, because if these stories are avowedly, you are not from this world ..."replied Sarah, in a good tone"you walked following the cliff path, did you stop overnight between here and church building Cove ?"

"Yes, I camped in-between, on the drop-off top coastal path, cobbler's last nighttime a storm whipped up, I woke with a thumping headache and still inside my tumble tent, but now perched on top a George W. Bush"replied Tom.

"So the stories are true, every 7 old age, we have a tempest, like no other, just local anesthetic, between here and church Cove village, Mae West of here, the fisherdogs warn people not to stick out after shadow on the coastal track. There are tales that once in a generation, a human being appears during these storms. The 1 that appear go mad, not understanding their new situation, one jumped off a drop into a raging sea and rock music beneath with fury. Some rage about favourite, neutering and castrating, the fisher dogs take them away, subscribe to them out to sea and they are never heard of again, they are never talked about, I thought it was all hearsay, allegory, illusion, but we are on dangerous undercoat."said Sarah, still in low tones, as she moved around the room, checking the windows for unseen prying middle, pulling pall closed.

Tom felt dizzy, his head spinning, but still his genital organ 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 alteration of expression, fur moving, flowing around her body movements and he found it intoxicating, exciting, horny and that tail, the sexy affair ever, as it swished and curled.

He had never felt such wanton lecherousness, he strained to see her breasts and between her rise up legs at every opportunity, smelling that sweet scent, wanting to bathe in her, in that smell ... His knees felt debile, with all the parentage pulsing round his genitalia, 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 dizzy ”, she pointed at one of the woven basket keister, one in each corner with back rests, with thick cushions, very retro. Tom dropped into one, very comfy, larger than a convention seat, more for curling up in, he thought.

"In solution to your question, yes, some padded fauna developed opposable ovolo in our development, cats, dog, some rabbit species, with a few exclusion, like rodent and hoofed animals, cows, horses etc. we evolved together and after a few problem back in the dark long time, we now live in harmony with humanity. Yes I can speak, like you we enjoy sex for pleasure, only have a few siblings, I am unusual being unity, with 3 kitty as triplets, hence just one pair of breasts."

Sarah accentuated this by raising up on her rear pegleg, opened her front legs, puffing her chest out, to proudly show her Caucasian underbelly, with her two lovely rounded breasts, not just pink pap, like domesticated hombre back on Tom's home humankind, but lovely, not too small not too large ...

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

being this ending, his eyes were focusing better now. Sarah was definitely a cat, mainly white, but with a light beige coloured, faint-hearted tiger like pattern all over, which explained why he thought she was a nude human early on, her underbelly, prat and ears remained plain white-hot. Her eyes were hypnotic, definitely cats eyes, luminescent K.

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

"It's ok, water would be ok, thanks ..."said, as he watched her, good turn, dropping back onto all fours, almost doubling back on herself in the minuscule room, slinked out through another low doorway, showing her lovely round tail, rear raising, giving Tom a glimpse of her anus and vagina ( well not being a cat fan, he was in unmapped territorial dominion, normally allergic to upchuck but this was unlike, more right in a completely unexpected way ). He felt an emptiness once she was out of sight.

She returned just as smoothly, with a Methedrine of weewee in paw, slinking through the room access on 3 ramification 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 way ceiling allowing for this.

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



Sarah looked down, admired his bulging shorts and seeing his unquiet discomfort, concerned she stammered"er ... are you ok ? you're not sensitized 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 ineffective to speak".. I'm in heat, this isn't guess to encounter to humans, you aren't suppose to sense my sweet passion internal secretion - it's why I am up here at nursing home, being on heat, in the pub, where I work, would just send off the dogs into hysteria. I've even sent my 3 kitten to stay with supporter, it doesn't happen often but when it does, being single, you have to almost insulate ...."

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

Subconsciously she curled her tail around, over her backbone, stroking his neck and impudence with the tip, he shivered with excitation. She came in close, thankfully he had a tidy beard and a little whisker, naked human hide is a little too much nakedness, thankfully humans wearing clothes, but they would be so much 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, foreland bent down to his crotch,"you can stroke my spike"Sarah said, tilting her principal down to offer Tom her capitulum, Tom reached his arms forward, his hands touched at the cornerstone of her triangulated ear, one each, she purred quietly, he brushed his hand cycle, following up to the tips, her purring increased. He repeated, keeping his stokes retard and soft, her fur was mild and silky."perfect tense Tom, just like that"Sarah confirmed. He felt his penis almost burst, he looked down, at the top of her head, he could feel her hot breath on his crotch, her front paws smoothly came up his thighs, found his zip, pulled it down and loosened his belt.

She brought her rear around the side of the chairwoman, almost bending herself two-fold, quarter in the air, the sweet odor was hard than ever, not a poorly sweet scent but something lightly but brawny."now my tail, in the Same way Tom"Sarah whisperingly asked ... Tom moved his right paw, from her ear, to her stern alongside him, starting at the Base, wrapping his hand around it, softly, like the first stroke of a wank, slowly, softly pulling upwards to the tip, Sarah purred louder, deep interior ... Tom's left hired man continued to swirl and stroke her ear.

Sarah's paws pulled at Tom's short, he raised his bum for a 2d, Sarah pulled them quickly down to below his stifle and now he was in his boxers, he felt her exhale on his crotch, her warm damp breathing time was like velvet, his prick was stretching his boxers out, with a damp while of pre-cum ... Tom's hand returned to the base of Sarah's tail, as he was about to start another stroke upwards Sarah falteringly whispered"meter to go lower, under my tail, I need you to ...."Tom drew his hand down the root of her can, stroked her anus, she shivered, her tail quivering now,"lower, maybe another time, I hear you humans like that, but grim ..."Sarah purred, she was now almost panting. Her mouth opened, Sarah looked up smiling heart-to-heart mouthed, showing razor penetrative teeth ... She lowered onto his bulging boxers, Tom whilst at the height of excitement was now terrified, what passes for sex here ? ...

Toms the right way hand was now, just slowly lowering below her anus, a little plot of fur and then a wet patch, his middle finger found the slit, as the first finger slipped in, Sarah's teeth snatched at tom turkey boxershorts and with a twist of her head word, his drawers stock split and tore open, his sprung loaded dick flicked onto her nose.

Faster than he could see, she engulfed his throbbing member with her mouth, no teeth thankfully, just lips and knife wrapped around ... His dead body quaked, her empennage was now quivering continuously and her purring was deep, vibrating his dick and his finger ... Her tongue was like no human race, section rough, division sonant, as she flicked it up and around, alternating, then the rough lapping down to his musket ball and back up to the tip, her lips now deep onto his pubic hair, fully immersing his penis.

Well that was it, Tom's load 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 rosehip up and she pushed her head down, her lips pushing down on his crotch, Tom's finger pushed hard quivering into her pussy ( do they send for it that ? or is it a"human"Tom pondered for some absurd moment ). One finger quickly became 2, inside a well lube 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 pollex, find the hard spot “, Tom, using his aright thumb searched the deaden brim of Sarah's vulva, gruelling whilst pumping from the wrist, then he found it, as soon as he tweaked it, Sarah convulsed,

"meaow"she screeched, purring rapidly,"in time, faster, severely, please, please ..."pleaded Sarah again, Tom adjusted his hired man detention, matching her beat, keeping his thumb flicking what must be her G spot, as Sarah's head came off his lap, bringing round her butt, tail and bum onto his lap, stretching her head and body out in front, front mitt out stretched on the floor, thrusting her hips, using her rear pegleg, her bob upright in the air, showing her anus to him, the sweet aroma was now so intoxicating his visual sense was blurred, he could feel his penis re-building. Sarah started to slowly rhythmically walk her fundament pegleg, 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 angle forwards, his nuzzle hit the alkali of her tail, she quivered again, he pushed his tongue out and immediately tasted the cherubic aroma he had been smelling since he had walked around that spit of land this morning. His mind nearly exploded, he had to have more, he pushed his tongue deeper, licking around the outer ring then back inside.

Sarah body convulsed,"meaow"she screeched again, her rear was thrusting backwards, as Tom's tongue and fingers pushed forwards, her purring was now augmented by panting and heaving breathing, then she doubled up, in convulsions like electric automobile stupor, vibrating and screaming, juices flowed down her vagina, spraying over his hand, arm and T shirt. Coming to a terminal spasm and Sarah held mid thrust.

The long suit of the Wave of fresh odour coming with Sarah's cum juices hit Tom like a base 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 highschool, sound than any alcoholic drink or drug. He had never felt alike 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 cock, teasing it by brushing her wet vulva back talk and anus along it's flaccid length.

Then turning around to face him, with a grinning, she brought her head back to face his, bringing her sassing up to his, kissing him, not a mickle, an unfastened mouthpiece, a devotee kiss, holding it, whilst wrapping her front legs around, her paws to the bottom of his head, Tom did likewise, bringing his hands up behind her ear, her tongue went in oceanic abyss, again rough but in a nice way, her lips were exotic, Tom felt his penis starting to sate 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 rich luminescent green eyes.

Continued ..

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