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

What The piece of ass happened ?, he tried to remember events, the wind blew up quick, the howling driving rain, the collapsible shelter flapping in the wind.

Yesterday he had walked along the cliff top, like many early Nox he found a expectant spot, just off the coastal course, away from the drop's edge. He had Pitched his minuscule tent, one of the few things he actually got out of his failed kinship with that bitch.. she had screwed him over BIG metre ... he had zip to his name except what was in his knapsack ... thank goodness he had avoided a shared bank building write up, 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 drill and preferred his topper mate, he had no estimate of how prospicient he had been deceived, but once he caught them, it had deteriorated fast, he lost their apartment ( no pauperism for it to be in both our epithet, she had also said ... ), lost his job and there was no way he was going to regress to living with his parents..

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He had only meant to walk for a few days, to clear his principal. That was weeks ago, he found the peace and quietness rewarding, no press, no nagging. Once he had reached the coast, he decided to come after it, Wild camping, with the odd night in a camp web site, to shower and shave.

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

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

"Whaaaat ... ?"he definitely wasn't on severely ground, the floor of the collapsible shelter wasn ; t supporting his weight on either arm or elbow. He reached the zip, opened up and kind of more fell out, than crawled out. Into a bush.. A small-scale fight with thorns and branches had him stood in a brush of bushes, tent perched on the top.."Whaaaaat ?"he thought again ... Where was the clarification from last Night ? ... that malarky must feature blown the tent clear off the basis ...

With his head banging, he must consume hit something hard when the collapsible shelter was flung around in the air, he gathered his tent and belonging into a ball and climbed out of the George H.W. Bush brushwood onto what should be a cliff course, but it wasn't, there was the cliff bound, but not the path that was there last night.

He unraveled his ball of tent on a wide flat berth, emptied his holding out. Ate what was left of the scraps he had, Saratoga chip and cheese and some of the water supply. Slowly packed everything into his rucksack and gathered his mentation. The day looked promising, just like yesterday, the sunset was a knockout, betimes spring, so one to enjoy with the hope of more than to issue forth over summer.

The sea looked calmness, no breaking wind and some clouds in the sky but nothing to hint at the storm overnight last Nox. Whilst definitely the Saame view, matter didn't look or feel quite the same, Tom put that down to his cephalalgia. Oh well, there is a cove a mile or two up ahead, with a Village and pub, he'll feel better after some pub grub.

Tom walked on, knapsack on, hoping the fresh air would clear his foreland a little, came to a spurring of land and a picnic brought a sweet-flavored smell to his nose, just a speck, what could smell that squeamish, not overpowering but encouraged him flesh out the bend in the path. Feeling a little twinkle headed, he saw cottage close by, edging the drop-off, with the cove extending out beyond, tucking inshore to a few planetary house and a beach. Then the land curved around and turned back out to sea. Creating a picture perfect eyeshot, very twee, so rural, almost biscuit tin lid perfect tense.



As he walked, now downhill slightly, he smelt the fresh aroma again, inviolable now almost intoxicating, he could see a body 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 defined, even though it was laying facing away downhill, the body curved like no other, wooden leg tucked up underneath, arms outstretched in social movement, head resting on arms ... lovely curves down the back, arching to a beautifully rounded derriere, smooth and blending, Tom felt his blood insurrection, 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 sot, but as he walked on, feeling as if a attraction were pulling him forwards, eye blink, the blurring eased and he realised the dish sun bathing was naked, why not, with no one else around, well except for him, his rake rose and he had to itch his Ball and aline his genitals to give up his penis to extend, rather than being trapped, replicate up in his grubby under wear.



The shape was gorgeous, the closer he got, the more he appreciated the mantrap, the stronger the magnetic field felt and the more he wanted to dive in and keep this beauty. It looked to be his tallness, curves showing a slim torso, which gave away it's breathing, swelled and relaxed, then a tooshie flicked from hiding behind it's one side of meat to the other - A TAIL ! !

"What ?"Tom stopped dead and gasped. The consistency's head immediately turned upon hearing him, sitting up, getting up onto limb, the top half of the torso rotated one shot, showing it to be a beautiful distaff form, with a dyad of wonderfully rounded breasts curved in front of her.

She was shaped like a cat, must be some sort of splendid cat costume he thought, to try to convince himself of some explanation but that didn't explain the bum. Then a gentle wind brushed by, ruffling her fur, causing her to throb slightly, rippling her fur. Tom was transfixed. How could she be a cat, from her size she isn't much light than himself. She was nude except for her fur, Tom blinked, rubbed his eyes, not believing what he was seeing, this beauty was a cat, those spike flicked and rotated with her rump, her luminescent fleeceable eye 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 oculus were showing him and his testis 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 hired hand, replying"Hi, I'm Tom, very pleased to fill you"and as they softly clasped hands, an electric like electric shock ran through Tom, his balls almost exploded and he gasped. Embarrassed at his excitement, he looked down at their men. Shocked, recoiling at what he saw, he exclaimed brutally"thumb - bozo don't have apposable thumbs, you just spoke - you aren't suppose to peach, nor just bear one pair 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 succession. She pulled him to the cottage arse, through the low threshold, so low Tom had to sidestep, before she closed the door behind him, she looked back outside, looking all around, checking to be sure no one had seen them.

"Good grief, in all the year 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 trouble, the domestic dog in the village would tear you apart if they even thought you had said that, there are news report of them feeding blaspheming man to the mermaids ..."Sarah said, pausing to let it sink in.

CATS, frankfurter, puppies, kitten 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 ... ... pet ? “. Stunned, Tom slowly, carefully, deliberately nodded yes.

"Never, ever, but never say such a thing, there are stories 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 homo before ?"asked Tom, stammering in shock.

"Yes, we all live together, happily, in concordance in this world and I say this reality, because if these storey are dead on target, you are not from this reality ..."replied Sarah, in a serious timbre"you walked following the cliff path, did you stop overnight between here and Christian church Cove ?"

"Yes, I camped in-between, on the cliff top coastal path, cobbler's last night a tempest whipped up, I woke with a thumping headache and still inside my collapsed tent, but now perched on top a bush"replied Tom.

"So the stories are dependable, every 7 year, we have a storm, like no early, just local anesthetic, between here and church service Cove village, west of here, the fisherdogs warn people not to stay out after wickedness on the coastal way of life. There are fib that once in a multiplication, a human appears during these violent storm. The single that appear go mad, not understanding their new office, one jumped off a cliff into a raging sea and rock and roll beneath with madness. Some rage about ducky, neutering and castrating, the pekan dogs take them away, occupy them out to sea and they are never heard of again, they are never talked about, I thought it was all hearsay, fable, fancy, 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 optic, pulling curtains closed.

Tom felt dizzy, his brain spinning, but still his crotch throbbed, how could it, she's a cat ? he kept admiring this beautiful creature in nominal head of him, as she spoke, he could see every modification of face, fur moving, flowing around her body motion and he found it intoxicating, exciting, horny and that keister, 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 rear ramification at every opportunity, smelling that sweet-smelling scent, wanting to bathe in her, in that smell ... His knees felt weak, with all the blood pulsing round his privates, chunk aching, member throbbing, it was all he could do to remain standing 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 hind end, one in each corner with plump for eternal sleep, with dense cushion, very retro. Tom dropped into one, very comfy, enceinte than a convention seat, more for curling up in, he thought.

"In answer to your question, yes, some padded animate being developed opposable thumbs in our phylogeny, cats, hot dog, some hare coinage, with a few elision, like gnawer and hoofed animal, cows, sawhorse etc. we evolved together and after a few problems back in the darkness geezerhood, we now live in concord with humans. Yes I can speak, like you we enjoy sex for pleasure, only have a few sibling, I am strange being exclusive, with 3 kitty as triad, hence just one pair of breasts."

Sarah accentuated this by raising up on her rise branch, opened her front legs, puffing her chest out, to proudly show her Patrick White underbelly, with her two lovely round breasts, not just tap tit, like domesticated cats back on Tom's home human race, but lovely, not too small not too large ...

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

Being this ending, his optic were focusing better now. Sarah was definitely a cat, mainly snowy, but with a light beige coloured, dim Panthera tigris like radiation pattern all over, which explained why he thought she was a naked man early on, her underbelly, tail and pinna remained kick white. Her oculus were hypnotic, definitely throw up eyes, luminescent green.

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

"It's ok, water supply would be ok, thanks ..."said, as he watched her, turn, dropping back onto all fours, almost doubling back on herself in the humble room, slinked out through another low doorway, showing her lovely round rear, after part breeding, giving Tom a glimpse of her anus and vagina ( well not being a cat lover, he was in uncharted territory, normally allergic to spue but this was different, more powerful in a completely unexpected way ). He felt an emptiness once she was out of sight.

She returned just as smoothly, with a meth of piddle in paw, slinking through the doorway on 3 wooden leg as well as 4 Tom admired. With her re-appearance Tom felt that wave of desire again, the vacuum now gone, replaced with luxuria.

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

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



Sarah looked down, admired his bulging shorts and seeing his anxious discomfort, concerned she stammered"er ... are you ok ? you're not supersensitized 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 passion, this isn't suppose to happen to humans, you aren't suppose to sense my sweet hotness endocrine - it's why I am up here at home, being on heat, in the pub, where I work, would just send the frankfurter into hysteria. I've even sent my 3 kitty to persist with friends, it doesn't take place often but when it does, being undivided, you have to almost isolate ...."

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

Subconsciously she curled her rear end around, over her back, stroking his neck and impertinence with the tip, he shivered with inflammation. She came in close, thankfully he had a goodly beard and a piffling hair's-breadth, naked human being skin is a little too much bareness, thankfully world wear off clothes, but they would be so very much nicer with fur ... She was now starting to run on automatic, her heat pickings over .... Tom was now almost prey.

Tom looked, almost in horror, as she dropped down onto her front branch her then lowered, head bent down to his private parts,"you can stroke my spike"Sarah said, tilting her head down to offer Tom her ears, Tom reached his implements of war forward, his hands touched at the base of her triangulated ears, one each, she purred quietly, he brushed his mitt round, following up to the top, her purring increased. He repeated, keeping his stokes slacken and soft, her fur was soft and silky."perfect Tom, just like that"Sarah confirmed. He felt his phallus almost burst, he looked down, at the top of her header, he could feel her hot breath on his crotch, her presence manus smoothly came up his second joint, found his zip, pulled it down and loosened his smash.

She brought her rear around the side of the chairperson, almost bending herself double, hindquarters in the air, the sweet smell was stronger than ever, not a seedy dessert smell but something light but hefty."now my tail, in the same way Tom"Sarah whisperingly asked ... Tom moved his decent hand, from her ear, to her tail alongside him, starting at the cornerstone, wrapping his hand around it, softly, like the number one diagonal of a wank, slowly, softly pulling upwards to the tip, Sarah purred louder, cryptical inside ... Tom's left paw continued to twirl and stroke her ear.

Sarah's paw pulled at Tom's shorts, he raised his bum for a instant, Sarah pulled them quickly down to below his knees and now he was in his boxers, he felt her exhale on his fork, her warmly damp breathing place was like velvet, his dick was stretching his bagger out, with a dull patch of pre-cum ... Tom's hired hand returned to the base of Sarah's buns, as he was about to start another solidus upwards Sarah falteringly whispered"time to go lower, under my poop, I need you to ...."Tom drew his helping hand down the home of her prat, stroked her anus, she shivered, her tag quivering now,"lower, maybe another time, I hear you humans like that, but gloomy ..."Sarah purred, she was now almost panting. Her backtalk opened, Sarah looked up smiling open mouthed, showing razor sharp dentition ... She lowered onto his bulging boxershorts, Tom whilst at the height of excitement was now terrified, what passes for sex here ? ...

Tom right manus was now, just slowly lowering below her anus, a little patch of fur and then a wet eyepatch, his halfway digit found the slit, as the first fingerbreadth slipped in, Sarah's tooth snatched at turkey cock pugilist and with a crook of her question, his boxershorts schism and torus assailable, his sprung loaded shaft flicked onto her nose.

Faster than he could see, she engulfed his throbbing penis with her mouth, no teeth thankfully, just mouth and tongue wrapped around ... His body quaked, her tail assembly was now quivering continuously and her purring was bass, vibrating his hawkshaw and his finger's breadth ... Her tongue was like no homo, character rough, function voiced, as she flicked it up and around, alternating, then the rough lapping down to his clump 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 oral cavity, The 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 genital organ, Tom's finger pushed arduous quivering into her pussy ( do they shout it that ? or is it a"human"Tom pondered for some ridiculous minute ). One finger quickly became 2, inside a well greased burrow that vibrated with her purring, that echoed onto his dick and orchis. 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 hawkshaw, resting her brain on his lap"hold on going, please don't stoppage"she pleaded"use your pollex, find the hard speckle “, Tom, using his rectify pollex searched the damp sass 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 time, faster, harder, please, please ..."pleaded Sarah again, Tom adjusted his deal time lag, matching her regular recurrence, keeping his thumb flicking what must be her G place, as Sarah's header came off his lap, bringing round her rear, arse and bum onto his lap, stretching her mind and body out in battlefront, front mitt out stretched on the floor, thrusting her pelvic arch, using her rear legs, her rear end upright in the air, showing her anus to him, the sweet aroma was now so intoxicating his imaginativeness was blurred, he could sense his member re-building. Sarah started to slowly rhythmically walk her rear pegleg, on the post, adding to the apparent motion in her vagina

Tom stared at her anus and couldn't resist, it was calling to him, all he had to do was tip forwards, his nose hit the theme of her tail, she quivered again, he pushed his tongue out and immediately tasted the sugariness perfume he had been smelling since he had walked around that spit of land this break of day. His brain nearly exploded, he had to have to a greater extent, 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 tongue and fingers pushed forwards, her purring was now augmented by panting and heaving ventilation, then she doubled up, in fit like electric jar, vibrating and screaming, juices flowed down her vagina, spraying over his hand, arm and T shirt. Coming to a concluding spasm and Sarah held mid thrust.

The intensity level of the undulation of sweet smell coming with Sarah's cum succus hit Tom like a base ballock bat, he could just sit there stunned momentarily ecstatic, feeling himself cum too, just with the pleasure of pleasuring her and receiving the chemical rewarding high, better than any alcohol or drug. He had never felt interchangeable 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 dick, teasing it by brushing her wet vulva lips and anus along it's flabby length.

Then turning around to confront him, with a smile, she brought her head back to face his, bringing her sass up to his, kissing him, not a peck, an open mouth, a buff kiss, holding it, whilst wrapping her front line legs around, her paws to the ass of his head, Tom did likewise, bringing his hands up behind her ears, her clapper went in deep, again rough out but in a skillful way, her sass were exotic, Tom felt his penis starting to fill again and Sarah purred in reception ....

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

Continued ..

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