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Kirara has become quite used to human society so far to the point where she usually knows what to expect, or at least that's what she thought. It turns out.. humans can be quite surprising when they feel like it.
As Kirara diligently travels to deliver one of the packages that had the wrong address to the proper house the journey sort of irks her. Normally she doesn't mind humans' peculiar ways of exterior decorating—she delivers such items on a daily basis and typically has no time to dwell on such matters—not to mention she spent half her life in the mountains, but this house is just.. different.
Her paw pads hit the gravel and a thick fog starts to obscure her vision she starts to mildly regret the decision to deliver the package, but she knows she absolutely cannot—will not—tarnish the reputation of the Komaniya Express because of some creepy house!
She's gonna deliver this package.
“Who even has a house way out here… seriously…” Kirara complains to herself quietly. Her tails are raised and her guard is up in this unnaturally desolate part of Inazuma.
Using her abilities as a nekomata, she decides to increase her size in height so she can get there quicker. Only a little. Call it a waste of power if you want, she just wants to get there and leave this part of town.
..
She finally makes it to the house and knocks gently. The house is practically in the middle of nowhere, the windows are blacked out and it's surrounded by crows and ravens. Even when she explored Inazuma top to bottom—every nook and cranny, this house was not here and it honestly seems like something out of a ghost story.
But wouldn't that make the residents inside yōkai like her?
That thought interests her. She relaxes a little and knocks once more. Finally the old door begins to creak open and she happily pushes the package in front of her.
“Here’s your deliver—”
She stops suddenly upon noticing a small boy—definitely a lot smaller since she increased her size—staring up at her instead of the typical adults that answer the doors. Her first thought is, who leaves a kid out here alone? Her second thought comes directly after as her eyes are drawn to the small cat ears that are high and alert on the young boy's head and the adorable face full of confusion seeing her.
“Why are you so… giant?” you ask in a soft voice she almost doesn't hear.
She watches your ears and tail twitch and then you approach her leg and start to poke her soft thigh experimentally. Your giant robe is dragging on the floor and the sleeves swallow your tiny arms. The sight is too cute in Kirara’s eyes. She's frozen.
She lets your curiosity wander and you poke her midriff, her hands, her tails and even her paw feet. She watches the small cat ears twitch with curiosity, something she recognizes since she used to behave similarly. It's so cute.
However, her eyes catch something else. Since you're constantly adjusting the robe, she can clearly tell you have nothing under it.
Not too unusual in her opinion. Cats like to be naked, she's guilty as charged, so she doesn't mind.
After getting over the mild shock she was in she kneels down to you with the small parcel in hand. Just as she's about to deliver her famous line a tall lady walks up behind you and makes herself known by taking the parcel from Kirara's fingertips. The lady turns on her heel and you follow her inside. She invites Kirara in, and Kirara eagerly takes the invitation. The young cat boy has caught her attention! She needs to see more. Not to mention there's that nice smell coming from you.
..
Upon entering and mildly struggling to fit through the door, Kirara watches as you sit on the floor and start playing with a yarn ball and fake fish. She's so enamored by you she almost wants to pack you up in a box and take you away!
Of course not literally, she would get fired, but when she's overwhelmed with cuteness and excitement she doesn't know what to do with herself.
“You seem to like him,” the lady says with a subtle smirk on her face.
Kirara claps happily as she watches your little tail move around, those adorable eyes focus on the yarn ball and the complete size difference between you and that robe.
“He’s adorable! I don't see many cat yōkai like myself around here.. and he's so small and cute. I remember being a kitten and looking back, they're always some of the cutest years even though they're hard.”
The lady hums and steps closer to Kirara.
“I’m sure you could use some energy after traveling all this way? Besides, we still need to pay you, but we're short on funds so.. we could offer you something else for all your troubles?” she asks.
“No, no I insist. I was just doing my job!” Kirara says as she puts her hands up frantically. The last thing she wants or needs is the reputation of Komaniya Express being that they absolutely demand some form of pay from their deliveries from those less fortunate. It's not even a huge package so it should be fine. She can cover it herself.
The lady chuckles and then approaches Kirara, tilting her chin up with one of her fingers. “Hm.. let me explain a little better then. He’s at least four months old in cat years and he's becoming quite hard to satisfy for a mother like me. Buying him things never works and I feel this problem stems from his feline nature. Something only a feline like yourself can handle. I am running out of ideas on how to keep up with such an active child. Isn't that right, small one?”
“Yes Master,” you say and nod slowly and look at the floor.
“Wait, but if you're his mom, why is he calling you “Master” instead?” Kirara asks, her tails twitching curiously.
“He compares me to other mothers he sees,” she sighs, but there's not a hint of sadness in her tone. “He’s just going through a phase. You know children, rebelling at any given moment.”
“She’s not my mom!” you quickly say.
“There he goes again. Anyway, do we have a deal? He’s yours for as long as you wish. He’s such a helpless kitten and I can’t provide sufficient support for this situation. You're like him, so it should work. If not, we tried. Don't you want to help the poor kid?” Your Master turns to you with a sweet smile. “Don't you want the help of the nice lady?”
Your ears flatten and Kirara notices your expression drop. You don't respond to your master and you avoid both women's gazes.
“What.. what if she's a monster like the others?” you ask anxiously. “The ones that come in hurt me.”
Kirara doesn't know whether to take offense to that or not. She may be a yōkai, but she doesn't believe she's a monster, that's quite an overstatement. Is she strong? Yes! But so are many other things. Is it the fact she has two tails and you find it strange? At the same time, you're also a cat, so what would be strange about that, especially in a country full of yōkai?
With the lack of refusal on Kirara’s end your master guides you and Kirara into a bedroom with a simple bed and matted flooring. It snaps the nekomata out of her thoughts.
Kirara hardly fits in the door and her mouth goes dry upok seeing the bed. She blushes a bit upon realizing exactly what your master is implying that she does. This is truly a strange delivery day, but this is such a new experience and it gives her butterflies. She shifts her weight on her paws as she stares at the bed then stares at you with slight anticipation, but also uncertainty.
“Kirara isn't a monster. See, she has cat tails like you and she's a girl. And you must stop calling humans monsters, it's disrespectful,” your master says lightly as she sits in a chair facing the bed.
You look as if you want to say something back but ultimately keep it in. Kirara can sense helplessness in you and every instinct in her is urging her to come to your aid, protect you, help you—something! You look so defeated. How could she sit there and look at a helpless kitten struggling? It's inhumane! Err… whatever the feline equivalent is.
“Well.. if you're sure..” she says tentatively. She takes it all at face value and her tails sway as she deliberates in her mind.
..
In all honesty, this is what she needs right now. Humans engage in sex for fun sometimes and she's heard from Itto, another yōkai in the human society, that he finds the younger ones to be best. And Itto has his own gang, so he's probably way more knowledgeable than her about this and what he says should make the most sense. It’s only logical to follow in his footsteps.
Some cats in the wild will have sex and sometimes she hears them in the local cities, but nobody bats an eye. But for some reason humans can't do it in public, but this isn't public, it's a private (overly private) house. Which is consistent with how humans typically do this activity. She’s not breaking any rules that would get her fired.
Two, Itto has told her that he engages in this act with children and Itto is accustomed to human life so it must be fine.
Three, humans use sex as a stress relief sometimes. Although she's a nekomata and that's not what they use sex for, she wants to integrate with humans as much as possible so she could use this opportunity to further her experiences and connect with a local cat-person. And she's never had sex with another one [cat-person] like her, it's always been an experience she's craved and now she has an excuse!
She's read romance and explicit novels and it always sounds so good.. and the few anonymous humans she got a chance with felt good, but she believes that her species would be better.
Four, cats age and mature differently, so technically, you are the mating age at the very least, so there's nothing wrong.
Five, in all honesty the moment the offer of being able to mate was introduced and with someone so small and cute, she felt a warm sensation in her stomach as well as the heat rush downwards. She knew in the moment that she didn't feel shame for her thoughts. No, in fact, she shifted her weight because something began to stir deep within her. Something that has been ready to jump at the chance to finally overcome this so-called obstacle, the literal wedge, that constantly separates her from most of the populace. It's taboo, apparently. But it's always been a fantasy of hers, she has always wanted to try it once.
She avoids it being seen in most cases, but as a nekomata she enjoys her freedom of nudity considering she spent most of her life naked. Having a free pass like this is like a miracle in this society.
She doubts she would've declined or made it far enough out of the premises without overthinking it and wishing she would have taken the chance. The ends of her tails curl into a heart shape as her thoughts go deeper into depravity and she begins to undress.
“Feels good to finally let loose and go free. No inhibitions or judgments here!” she says happily as each item of her clothing starts to hit the floor. She stretches her arms up and lets out a slight purr of satisfaction then looks at you on the floor.
You look up from your sitting position on the bed at her exposed breasts. At first you're confused since your Master has never brought in a girl before and you're not sure how to proceed. You shift nervously as you try to ease your discomfort and uncertainty at this.. new situation. Your small tail wraps around you protectively as you avoid Kirara’s sharp eyes.
In the corner of your eye you notice Kirara’s shorts drop to the floor. Then you smell the familiar stench of semen. Confused, you look up and naturally your eyes trail down until finally landing between her legs and it elicits a small gasp from you.
Your eyes slowly widen and your ears flatten upon seeing a large erection right in your face. You gulp. Not only is the size of her throbbing, veiny cock down to the full, heavy balls enough to intimidate you, but due to being a feline your eyesight is better than most and you can see all those tiny little barbs surrounding the entire base to leaking tip. The fumes of her sweat and musk compacted from her hard day at work in the blazing heat fills the air. It's so strong you're practically forced to taste it from a distance.
That's.. definitely different. Your Master doesn't have this part like you. Isn't it supposed to be flat? you think to yourself. It's definitely bigger than yours.
Kirara just chuckles at your reaction and mentally tries to figure out a way to get you into the right position without manhandling you. She's never been in this situation before and her adrenaline is high. She has remained untouched and if anything she’s glad her first real experience is gonna be someone as small as you! How cute it would be for her to have such a small cute cat boy and your tiny puckered hole to bury herself into all to herself!
Someone that can finally handle the spikes and she won't have to pull out within the first five seconds!
It makes her more excited.
She can hear your master make a sound of surprise but nothing more.
She has no idea how to ask you to ‘mate’ in a humanoid form. The both of you can clearly smell each other's pheromones, you're not stopping her or resisting what could come next and you're right there ready for the taking. But that's not how it works in human society.
If you two were just cats she would just get on top of you, push her cock into you and take that sweet sweet tightness as if it was the holy grail. But you two are humanoid and there's a lot more complexity with that.
So she does the only thing she can think of.
“Your turn!” Kirara says encouragingly as she steps closer and gestures towards your oversized robe. You watch her claws flex for a moment before they calm down and she starts moving her nails across her skin. Stuck in surprise with such unfamiliarity, you're not sure what to do.
Kirara, however, does. She’s aware she is greatly lacking when it comes to receiving complete sexual satisfaction due to the lack of people that can handle her and because of her suppression of her true nature as a feline. She avoids sexual encounters due to it and it's taken a toll on her. As she stares at you, she feels the walls breaking around her.
In truth, she hardly gets to rely on her natural behavior when she rather would. She finds no greater satisfaction than being able to indulge in her innate abilities. An example is hunting. Not even her job gives her that rush she receives from successfully catching prey; Giving in to her instincts. It's amazing.
It should be the same here. Mating is mating, therefore there's no wrong way to do it. She knows where she's supposed to go and she's aching for it and you're receptive so it's honestly perfect.
Kirara takes the initiative and slides the robe off your small shoulders. She gently pushes you onto your side, both of you nearly face-to-face, if not for the height difference and you being on your side. Kirara knows how difficult having a tail is, so she isn't gonna hurt you by making you lay on it. It’s more face-to-neck, a difference that Kirara takes advantage of when she licks a broad stroke on your tiny cat ears before gently taking it between her fangs and biting.
The contact, hardly as terrible as the monsters treat you, sends a jolt of butterflies through your body. You aren't used to someone touching your ears in such a way. It makes you squirm. She continues to lick and allogroom you almost maternally causing heat to spread in your face. It's new.
Due to her actions your face is unintentionally pressed into her cleavage and smushes between her breasts which elicits another satisfied purr out of her. She holds your head close to her and buries her face into your hair, taking in your scent as her tails sway happily behind her.
She senses you're calming down which is great for her considering how difficult it might be to fit into you if you're stressed. A calm cat is a happy cat. Every one of Kirara's movements is pure instinct, no logical thoughts left as she starts teetering on the line of her natural traits and learned ones.
“How cute! I remember when I was a kitten and my ears were this small..” she coos, her claws making comforting caresses against your skin.
“Where are your ears..? Isn't that a hairclip?” you ask albeit muffled.
Kirara laughs and subtly starts to move you onto your stomach and remove your robe completely as she answers your question. She says: “Well, coming into human societies is a game of chance. Us yōkai aren't always guaranteed to be liked. I choose to keep my ears hidden for many reasons! Once I met a girl in Mondstat with cat features and her ears caused her a lot of problems. The noise, the stares, the touching.. I can't imagine going through that as I deliver my orders! I can't hide my tails and I have my pride as a nekomata, so they must stay and I have to admit.. My hair clip does make my outfit look a little better than natural ears would. Don't you agree?”
You think about it. You aren't allowed in the city but when the monsters look at your ears you don't like it, so it makes sense to you that she would not want her ears out. As you come out of your thoughts you find yourself laying on your stomach with your tail up in the air swaying with every breath you take. Not a second later, you feel the pressure of Kirara’s body on you and her breath on your ears.
“I wonder if you’ll feel the same things a queen would. Your tail is rising, so that's a green light for me!” Kirara comments excitedly as her cock weighs on your back. You wonder how she hides it in her shorts, because from what you remember, her shorts were very small. The sheer size of it makes you want to run—escape because you know how painful this can get due to the monsters your Master invited over—but your own mind is telling you to stay put. The smell has clouded your brain and something about it makes you stay and wait with your tail raised.
You hate doing this, especially since your Master is always watching. It always hurts. But Kirara doesn't seem like a bad person.. and she's a cat like you, so she’ll probably be nicer! And she's a girl and she doesn't seem like a monster. She doesn't look like she will hurt you like the guys.
“Though, that would make me a tomcat by definition since I am doing this. Haha! A male queen and a female tom cat, Inazuma would absolutely freak out if they saw this!” she continues.
Kirara can't deny how eager she is. It's not every day she gets an opportunity like this. Between work, the fact that Nekomata are quite rare, and finding people with feline traits is even rarer; It's extremely difficult to come by the proper smuli that she requires to feel ultimate pleasure.
So, for you, a kitten as young as this, shaking like a leaf, at an optimal breeding time, to be given to her on a silver platter is really and possibly the best thing she's ever received out of working this delivery job. This is the ultimate payment.
Is it a little unconventional? Maybe, but who cares?
"Please don't hurt me!" you whimper quietly already on the brink of tears as you feel her tip press against your small hole. Although you've done this before, you've learned it doesn't get easier. You also don't know how to feel about a girl doing this.
Kirara doesn't respond to your request and she uses two of her fingers and spreads your hole as wide as she can to try and match the size with her tip. As she spreads your entrance she watches the soft muscles contract and clench around nothing in particular after being exposed to the cold air.
“I’ve never seen one so cute! Kittens truly are adorable!” she says with a cat-like smile as she thinks of how adorable you are.
Kirara hums satisfied and slowly pushes against your entrance, tactically inserting herself into the small, tight crevice. Once this part is done it's a matter of timing. It's still a hard fit, but mating is mating. Beggars can't be choosers and it's not like the size difference deters her to begin with.
As your hole resistantly takes her in, the spiny barbs scrape your insides, and the sensation of it causes a few of your tears to fall and soak the pillow. Your hands flex and your claws become more prominent.
Kirara quickly holds you in place, pinning both of your wrists beside your head. She watches your claw-like nails scratch into the sheets as she continues to push the head inside. She lets out a soft moan as your warm walls tighten around her. The heat of it goes to her head and for a moment her mind blanks.
"Ms. Kira—Agh!” you yell in pain into the pillow as she slams her hips into you, forcing her veiny, barbed cock to the hilt in a painful swift motion.
Kirara moans in pure pleasure as she pulls back slightly only to slam herself back inside you just as hard. The only thing that stops her from doing it again is a small, weak cry of yours that reaches her ears.
“Sh, sh sh…” she tries to soothe you with her voice to make up for her slip up, but even she's starting to crumble from the feeling of your insides. She wasn't wrong to assume you’d be good, but god.
Her voice is shaky, there's sweat running down her forehead and every feline instinct inside her is telling her to move. She's trying so hard to be mindful of you, but all she's seeing is a chance to mate and release. It's not natural to wait and she's fighting every bone in her body to stay still so she doesn't hurt you too severely.
Your fangs dig into the pillow and your muffled scream sounds the air. You have the urge to try and fight her, fight this, it already feels so full and it hurts. It feels like a bunch of needles poking at everything in you. You can't respond or even acknowledge her soothing words, your mind is working overtime trying to understand the sudden surge of pain within you. All your instincts are telling you to fight, but your body wants to stay. It's a terrible internal battle for your young mind.
Noticing this, Kirara tightens her grip on your small wrists to ensure you don't try to fight back. She understands where you are mentally and she knows it's not your fault or her fault, it's just how your species is. Did she ask for a dick with bristles? No. But here we are.
She looks down at the back of your body with lips parted and moist from her hot and heavy breaths as she tries to bring herself back to her senses. Her cheeks flush deep red blush the longer she stays inside and drops of saliva drip onto your nape leaving it a glistening clear color. Your skin looks almost.. delectable.
“Mmmnnn,” she grumbles and clenches her jaw. "I can't wait anymore... I.. just can't. You understand, right? I’m a nekomata at the end of the day.. just a yōkai! I feel like I'm going to explode if I don’t mate with you at this very second.”
At Kirara’s admission there's a quaver and franticness in her voice undermined by a strong need she's never felt before.
"Be my guest, he doesn't mind. He’s quite used to it now. In fact, I think this may be a good learning experience for him to finally experience things with someone like him,” your Master abruptly giggles from the chair in the room. She's amused, clearly.
You quietly whine in protest as your body quivers trying to get used to the prickling sensation from her. Your back arches and your tail raises more and curls into a spiral as you bury your face into the pillow. You end up pushing your hips closer to her and she sees this as a green light and the chance to give into her desires, the chance to finally properly soothe the ache deep in her balls. What she doesn't take it as is: you resisting.
So she takes her chance. She lets the thoughts and instincts consume her and in a split second Kirara’s hips go into overdrive and repeatedly and mercilessly plunges her cock as deep as it could go into your tight hole right now. It's perfect for her to reshape and claim.
"Meeoow.. You're so tight! Ah, this feels great!" Kirara moans.
The quick sounds of your skin slapping together echo throughout the room. It's loud enough to drown out your pained groans, desperate pleas for her to stop and your Master’s praises towards Kirara. Your knees buckle and your voice begins to hurt. It's so rough you feel something drip down your legs and the faint smell of blood fills your nostrils much to your horror.
“Ms. K-Kirara!” you manage to shout through the pain. It's a sick mix between confusion, pain and pleasure. The size is overwhelming and the continuous pricks even more so. The rough veins feel like sandpaper and the tiny barbs encasing her full length are like a swarm of invisible cicin’s delivering tiny, persistent stings that create an unsettling symphony of discomfort and a reminder of your body being touched and used by this strange girl.
“Ngh, sorry.. can't help myself,” she responds with an uncharacteristic grunt.
Your teeth clench. Your tongue hangs out and drool pools onto the soft pillow mixing with your tears as you let out soft mewls and hisses of pain.
Her ears pick up your sounds, whether they're pain or pleasure she doesn't know, but she revels in the way your body reacts to her advances. The precum that had already gathered plus the blood provides for perfect movements and a nice wet sensation in the tight space. She's also a fan of the slick sounds coming from it every time she moves.
Your tiny cock spurts out a small amount of precum as your mind goes into a whirlwind of feelings all mixed with confusion. It hurts, but it starts to feel good. It's unlike the monsters that have done this to you. Your instincts tell you this is good and you feel a warmth throughout your body, but it's also.. terrifying.
Kirara's eyes roll back as she moves into you at a primal, needy pace. Her tails shift behind her, every movement showing the pure pleasure she's in. She's never thought she would get this chance especially considering the taboo nature it carries in human society, but this… this makes being a yōkai so worth it! This is right.
Her body is a blur as she keeps burying her girthy cock within the confines of your entrance. She's not so experienced, but her enthusiasm and natural instincts makes up for it. She uses every hidden muscle she has to push her cock as deep into your small bottom as it can go. It slightly recoils every time her hips make contact with it. Your poor prostate is being hit sporadically and it's impossible to anticipate her actions. You feel your mind about to crack from the pain and fade into pleasure.. you think. You're fighting the overbearing sensations of your hazy vision and weakness.
"Ms. Kirara, s-slow down please!" you beg as you bite the pillow below you.
Kirara slows down, but not in response to your plea. She cups one of her breasts and fondles it to further her experience. There's no way she can let this end so quickly! Just no way. Her nipples harden at the sight of her length being swallowed by your smaller body. She feels a heat building in her gut rapidly.
This lasts for a few seconds then Kirara licks your ear and says, “We could make such a cute litter.. a beautiful bunch of yōkai!”
She continues her slow assault while one of her hands grabs you by the hair at the back of your head to raise your upper body off of the bed, bringing you to your hands and knees equally. You're hardly able to manage the position due to the weakness in your limbs. Kirara doesn't mind this and simply adjusts her position to keep you held up. Her other hand wanders toward your chest, pinching at the sensitive nipples that lie there. She listens to your soft breaths with a smile.
"Do you want my kittens?" Kirara teases, sticking her tongue out with a playful wink although you can't see it.
Although her dream is unattainable, it's not illogical right now. She's mating. You're mating. It's natural for her to want that in a moment like this. Especially when you have such cute nipples, of course she would want to impregnate you to watch you lactate. And although her request is impossible, you find yourself nodding frantically while listening to her as if you're not in control of your body.
The monsters would always bring it [children] up and it always felt gross and weird to think about. You were usually scared of the thought, but with her it feels better somehow. Not to mention she has a part—that part and she does it better than the monsters and she looks better than them and she seems to care for you. The thought of being impregnated by this bigger, better neko girl who was so gentle with you and can actually make you feel good is a nice thought; it's better than anyone else. It makes your legs twitch and reflexively open wider as if inviting the possibility.
The sight of it is very erotic to her and she presses your bodies closer and starts to angle her thrusts even deeper to your would-be womb. The softness of your insides combined with the blood consistency against every inch of her cock drives her crazy. It feels like a perfect place for her large girth. She's never felt so good before. Her breasts push against you and your sweat mixes together when your skin comes in contact with one another. The smell is nothing short of unique.
Her eyes are unfocused, her mouth is stuck open and drooling. Her balls continuously clench and threaten to fill her assumed mate to the brim with the pent up load she's been holding. She lets out a pained moan from the lack of release then groans breathily. She needs more. Her body shines due to the sweat she's gaining from the brutal intercourse. Cat mating is not one of love, that's for sure.
Running around delivering orders has nothing on this.
The few seconds of calm don't last long for someone as zealous as Kirara. She sets a new pace upon realizing the advantages of this position and her hands slide onto your hips. She massages the tiny space for a moment before she lets out strangled breaths and her hips pump her cock faster now. The new position allows her to abuse your underdeveloped, sensitive prostate and completely sheathe herself inside. The small ring of your hole stretches further and further with every movement.
Kirara starts to plummet into your body with no mercy and her pleasured noises echo the air and purrs escapes her. The vibrations add to the stimulation on your prostate. Moans and groans fill the air as you rapidly approach your orgasm and your weak voice breaks and cracks from the amount of sounds coming from it. Both of you have no filter whatsoever.
She bites your smaller cat ear again, her instincts getting the best of her. She brings her hips as close as possible in her own pace that is nothing short of perfectly torturous while you approach your own orgasm at a rapid rate. Your small body recoils in tune with her, unable to do much against her. She's strong, but she's a yōkai so it's to be expected her appearance is slightly deceiving.
“Almost.. almost..!” Kirara groans as her sweat covers both of you. She secures her arms around you and starts to thrust desperately for her release. For her to finally find solace in the tight pleasurable space that is your body. To finally get rid of the months of pent up lust in one load. Your voice gets caught in your throat from the sheer force of her movements. The heat coils in your body as she hits your prostate continuously and your body gives out, only being held up by her.
Your walls throb and quiver as your back arches and you open your mouth in a silent scream. Tears of pleasure, pain and sheer effort roll down your cheeks as your small cock twitches in a non stop release of cum. It quickly creates a small puddle, mixing with the blood and sweat in the sheets. Your hole squeezes her so hard after your orgasm it nearly traps her and stops her movements.
“Ki—”
Kirara’s nails dig into your nape, silencing you. Her other hand grips your tail roughly as she slams into you unrhythmically with her massive cock. Her breath becomes ragged and her eager expression quickly disappears and a face of bliss replaces it. Her brow raises as her eyes become half lidded, her teeth clench and she lets out a long drawn out satisfied grunt. She gives one final powerful prostate crushing thrust into you and a flood of thick and sticky ropes of pent up and concentrated semen releases from her barbed cock.
It seems never ending, her release completely floods your soft, fragile hole to the brim and then the spontaneous nekomata gets an impulsive idea when she sees her fluids overflowing from your body.
In a swift motion she pulls out and moves you onto your side, but more of where your front is facing her. She holds one of your legs to keep them spread so she can watch her load gush out of you onto the sheets. She wraps her hand around the base of her blood and cum coated dick and holds it proudly and you watch her breasts move as she catches her breath. Through your hazy vision your eyes widen when you realize what she's about to do and knowing you're powerless to stop it.
She gives a few pumps to her already ejaculating length and her hips stutter as she shoots more of the oozing fluid right onto your face and it drips down your skin. It causes you to flinch but she doesn't stop there, she pumps harder, her arousal heightening at your expression alone. Her heavy sacks of cum tense and relax as another surge of release emits from her.
She lets out a shaky breath from the force and holds onto the headboard, twitching and jerking in pleasure as her cum clings onto your skin and runs down your hardened nipples, down your stomach and covers your smaller penis. She didn't expect that, but it's as close as she can get to marking you for now since you can't carry her kittens.
By the end you're completely coated in her thick, creamy sperm and filled to the brim with it. As you take a breath in the now heated air, you catch a whiff of the potent smell emitting from the sticky substance present on your skin and it drowns all your other senses. The reeking hot stinking fumes of it invades your nostrils up to your head to the point you could be nauseous, but it feels right.
The both of you stare at each other as you catch your breaths. Her eyes basically have hearts as she stares at the fucked out young boy under her.
So cute! she thinks.
You have no idea how to understand what just happened. It was a lot better than others although you are in pain right now.
“That was great,” Kirara admits to herself. She’ll definitely have to tell Itto about this!
Kirara goes to lick your neck to comfort you before stepping herself and then just stroking your head. You look slightly agitated, but that's normal in cat intercourse. Now that she's in her right mind, she is going to try soothing you again. Similarly to how her Granny used to do.
Your weak tiny cock lazily dribbles the last of its semen onto your thighs. She presses your face into her breasts and her two tails sway in a relaxed manner as she purrs. Your one tail stays up and alert, but you begin to relax into her hold. You want to push her off for touching you and putting this stuff on you, but you're too tired. Besides, no one has ever held you before. You could almost fall asleep.
“Good good,” your Master says with soft claps as she gets up from her seat after watching the spectacle of you and Kirara. “That was the loudest you've been, tell her thank you.”
You incoherently thank Kirara as your Master requests but your voice is so weak and tired you can't even form the words. Your eyelids are heavy and you can hardly keep them open.
Your Master yanks your tail roughly.
“Wake up!” she scoffs. “You should take advantage of this experience. It's not everyday you see a pretty girl with a penis like this. You should give her more. Especially since cats have tendencies to go multiple rounds.”
“Hhnnuh?” you questions tiredly, but your Master abruptly shoves her fingers into your mouth. It wakes you up.
“In there, small one. Make her time here worth it. She made you feel good, don't be ungrateful. Give me a reason to be proud of you,” your Master softly lectures. She moves her fingers through your mouth, pushing them down your throat until you nod signaling you understand what she wants.
She takes her fingers out and watches you expectantly.
“What's happening?” Kirara asks curiously as she sits up on the bed and her legs sit over the edge. She has no shame in her cock being in the open whatsoever.
You don't respond, the discomfort already coming back to you as you think about what you have to do now. It takes time for you to move. The pain from the previous activities shoots up your body causing you to fall harshly onto the floor. The blood and semen leaks onto the floor as you sit on your knees between Kirara's legs.
You look at Kirara and wrap your small hands around the large base. As if lacking a refractory period, Kirara's erection rises once more at the sight. You know you can't get out of this until your Master says so, so begrudgingly you get ready to do as she says. Not something you want to do.
“Start,” your Master says.