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One Ticklish Kitty _ By ** __ **NikoKarro _

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"Merde..."

Nikola grumbled irritably to himself as he sat on his bed, fiddling with little tufts of his jet-black fur that lined his hands. The cat seemed obviously distressed about something, like he wasn't sure what to do about a dilemma.

"Qu'est-ce qu'il y a, Niko? T'as l'air triste, mais je suppose c'est rien de neuf..." Alex, Nikola's roommate sat down beside him, wrapping a golden-furred arm around his friend's shoulders, "Tu veux me parler ou...?"

"Non, c'est juste....je m'inquète un peu. Demain j'aurai une interview dans un bar de fantaisie et bien....j'ai besoin de ce boulot pour payer le loyer." The young cat seemed a little annoyed with himself for seeming so wimpy, he had this fancy job lined up but he always seemed to cock up an interview when it was most important.

"Vraiment? T'es tellement bête, Niko, tu sais? Tu seras ok!" The golden otter chuckled, trying to cheer his friend up a little more; he always had to just sort of insult him and the cat would usually get a huge smirk on his face.

Maybe he really was bothering himself about nothing, maybe Alex was right and he was being just a little bit ridiculous about all this. At any rate, he needed to prepare what he was going to say, so the rest of the night was pretty much: Nikola sitting on his bed, Alex throwing really unlikely interview question at him in a poor attempt to make him feel better. Well, he'd be lying if he said it didn't.

Nikola groggily rose from his bed the next morning, shivering a little from the lack of warmth in his bedroom and him having worn a rather baggy shirt to bed. "9:00....une demi-heure," the shivery kitty thought to himself, deciding that he needed to get ready quickly; being late wasn't exactly going to get him the job.

After finally getting out of the apartment, he had actually dressed up really well: a sharp, black suit, dress pants, black shoes for his paws, he definitely looked the part. This bar he'd been given this interview was one of those high-class, ritzy places that looked only affordable by film stars. Nikola's roommate, Alex, actually knew someone who in the business who'd managed to swing him an interview. He'd lived in the US for a good few years now, but he was still jumping from job to job like crazy.

"Hello!" The cat greeted the manager outside who'd gone out for a smoke, "hope I'm not too late."

The manager was quite an intimidating character; he was unmistakably a wolf (which already kind of set Nikola on edge) with a hungry, carnivorous look in his eye. "Well, hello. You must be Nikola, right? Step into my office and we'll see what you're made of."

The interview was rather easier, most of the first ten minutes was form filling, showing that he was eligible to work in the US. Then, it was more about what he could do, what he could bring to the company, all sort of standard interview stuff but the manager seemed impressed nevertheless. The dark-furred cat grew a sense of unease and his whiskers twitched a little as he gazed at the manager who seemed to look more intense and more...well...menacing through the course of the interview.

"France, hm? Heh, you'll do great behind the bar, then! " The wolf joked, giving Nikola an excuse to roll his eyes at him. "I think we'd be very lucky to have you, Nikola."

"So....when can I start...?" He asked somewhat timidly.

"Immediately!"

He seemed a little taken aback at that, "Oh, really....? You mean now?"

"That's the plan. Come on, I'll show you where you'll be working," he told his new employee, standing up and leading him back across the bar, through the bustling crowd of people wearing expensive outfits and drinking twice as expensive alcohol.

The boss showed him to a set of double-doors at the back of the bar. Entering through the doors, there was a tiny, almost empty room. The wall beside the door, which separated the rest of the bar from this small room had several small holes punched through it.

The wolf held in his hands some sort of device which looked very much like a rock, or a small boulder with several holes in it and an assortment of buttons. "My little kitty," he whispered to Nikola menacingly, before straight up pouncing on him and pinning him to the ground.

"What the fu-fuck are you doing?!" Nikola exclaimed as he was assaulted, the wind almost having been squeezed from his lungs. He struggled and struggled, but the wolf was determined to get the poor cat's pants down, like he was going to do something to him.

As much as he kicked, and screamed, he couldn't break free, in fact, it wasn't long before he was being tied to a small railing with some rope around his hands. "Relax, little kitty, this won't hurt a bit."

He could feel his sheath being slid into one of the holes in the rock-like machine, the wolf had his cock and was locking it into one of the holes. A small button on the top was pressed which caused Nikola to wince for a second as he felt something sharp jab him for a moment. The boss held the device in his hand and watched as Nikola's cock slid through one of the other holes in the top of the device, somehow disembodied from its owner.

Looking down, Nikola tried to see what the boss had done to him, what that jab was and to his surprise....

"Where's my...." he paused as he looked up in absolute shock and horror, his sheath was just a tiny, fluffy stump between his legs. He could still feel it though, he could feel the cold air on his cock which was now sticking out of the top of the manager's rock-like machine.

"Ah yes, that's it," the wolf grinned as he slid a finger along the edge of the fluffy sheath, using his claws to tease his cock a little.

"Ahh! Put it back....just let me go...!

Now he had this little kitty right where he wanted him. He set the device down and pulled out three more of these devices, setting them down. The boss engaged a different setting and attached a small cuff around each of the cat's ankles, pressing another button which caused his feet to detach painlessly from his body as well as slid through into top of each of the two devices. His feet were now stumps, but again, he still feel them and wiggle them. He could feel the canine's breath on them as he did so, watching his feet, attached to these little rocks, wiggling away.

The manager slid two claws along his left sole, causing Nikola to burst out in a fit of giggles, unable to move his feet apart from curling and wiggling them.

The last device was used for something a little more extreme. The hungry-looking canine put a collar around the boy's neck and held the device over his head.

"No, no, stop, please," he began to sob.

Nikola's head began to detach from his shoulders and slid up through the top of the device. Now his head was disembodied as well, attached to one of the devices. Nikola's body was just a torso, legs and arms, no head, no feet, and no cock.

"Finally, I've done it! You're my latest test subject, my adorable french kitty," he told him, watching the upset look on the cat's face, "hey now, come on, don't look all like that. We're gonna put you to work and pay you extra."

The wolf went and grabbed Nikola's headless, feetless body and tossed it further into the back of the room. He went to grab all four devices: Nikola's cock was sticking out one one, his left and right foot were sticking out of devices two and three, and his head was sticking out of the fourth.

"Let me out, come on," he struggled, trying to move his head but not being able to do anymore than struggle side-to-side. He could feel nothing but his head, his feet, and his cock now.

Each device (and therefore each piece of Nikola) was set on a table in the middle of the bar. Weirdly enough, the bar had been cleared out now and it had somehow gotten dark outside.....had he really been here all day?

Several of the bar staff stood around the table, watching Nikola's had and feet squirm desperately, the cat watching each of the men in return.

There was the manager, a grey wolf, a husky, and a lizard. "We're installing this new piece of kit, the customers are gonna come in and pay to tickle, tease and torment you, little kitty..."

Nikola looked panicked again as he was told, trying to scrunch up and toes and break free, but to no avail.

The first customer came in, another husky, and said, "Hey, you got one of them already," he looked really excited as he handed several hundred dollars in cash to the manager, "I'm bringing' a lot of friends around here tonight."

The poor kitty watched as several other people poured in, all equipped with various sets of brushes, forks, rakes, and their own tongues.

The first one to step up to the table was the husky customer from before. Grinning menacingly as he grabbed a feather, he began to stroke it along Nikola's cock, causing him to instantly break out in a fit of giggles and chuckles. A friend of the husky soon joined in with another feather and began tickle teasing the boy's poor cock, causing him to struggle even more, trying to stifle his incessant giggling.

A young wolf approached the table as well, but he seemed to be the manager's son from the way they interacted a moment ago. "Okay, you can do this, little guy. He's a poor, defenceless little kitty who needs a good teasing," the manager told his late-teenage son who approached the disembodied feet of the cat.

"Do you ever wash these feet, french guy?" The young wolf asked as he prodded the soles of the chuckling cat causing him to cry out again, giggling even louder now. Leaning down, he dug his nose in between his toes and sniffed deeply, "they definitely smell like you don't wash them. But I'm sure these stinky feet will taste delicious." Without a second word, he trailed his long tongue along the cat's left foot, leaving a long trail of saliva from his heel to his squirming toes.

Nikola's cock began to grow now, getting harder and harder as the two huskies teased his cock with the feather, making him laugh uncontrollably.

"Arrête! Please! Hehehahaha! Enough!"

But nobody listened to him, the young wolf now sucking on each of the cat's toes, seemingly unable to get enough of the sweaty taste of the cat's feet. "Oh yeah, these feet haven't been washed in days, I guess it's my jobs to clean them."

Nikola shuddered between crazed fits of laughter as his feet were licked and sucked, the worship was too much for him to handle along with the feathers on his cock. The huskies put down their feathers and moved on to other methods of torture; one of them went to his other foot with a brush and began scraping it along Nikola dark, furry soles. His laughter now filled up the room, he let out great guffaws as his feet were being sucked and tormented.

"HAHAHAH ENOHOHOHOUGH! NON!! STOHOHOP!"

He struggled violently, desperately trying to kick his feet away but the husky and the wolf and both taken to holding them still. The wolf was now assaulting his feet with by scraping a fork along the soles while using his mouth to hold his big toe back, making little wet, suckiling sounds.

The buff husky was rubbing his face along his other foot with vigorously brushing his feet up and down, "You've got some big feet, little guy. It's no wonder that cock's so massive," he chuckled, his voice was gruff and gravelly, he didn't seem like the sort of guy who'd enjoy this kind of thing.

"PLEEEAAASE! LEHEHEHEAVE MY FEET ALOHOHOHONE! HAHAHAHAHA NOT MY FEHEHEHEHEHEHET!"

He cried and moaned as his feet were being brushed, scraped, licked, and sucked. Several other people had now gathered around and were taking turns teasing his cock, some would just use their claws and gently tickle his hard-on, other resorted to fully jacking him off which causing him to moan rather loudly through distorted laughter.

All of the tickling made him feel dizzy as he screaming, roared, and laughed himself hoarse. He could feel his cock tense up for a moment.

"Hey, I think the kitty's gonna cum," the husky said triumphantly, increasing the assault on his feet with an extra brush, the young wolf now slobbering all over his foot, kissing along the toes and sliding his tongue between them to get more of the sweat out which was building up even more from the intense tickling.

The customer's around his cock solely used their claws and feathers, tickling and teasing his poor cock which in turn was filling the boy up more and more. He could feel his cock flinching and struggling.

Before very long, the cat's cock erupted in sticky, white liquid, several bursts of it, spreading along the table and even making it to his feet, which the husky was more than happy to lap up. The now overly sensitive and sore feeling of his feet made the licking all the more unbearable, making him wince and yelp loudly. Everything went black all of a sudden and the young cat was out for the count.

The manager cleared everyone to one side, "Okay, everyone, he's had it for a few hours. When he wakes up, I'll take away his ability to faint, I think...stick around guys, have a drink, you'll be able to tease and torments this ticklish boy again in no time. Whoever makes him cum first gets a free drink!"

The End