Snow White
The day had started out so well, the sun had been bright and warm, the garden fragrant and full of colour. In contrast this was a nightmare, the bright blue sky had been replaced with a dark cloudy mess and the cold rain had soaked her to the bone. This was no place for a cat her age to be .While back in the garden the plants were vibrant and welcoming, Snow White now found herself surrounded by dark, jagged and unfriendly brush that seemed to be reaching for her. She was caked from the knees down in mud only in a few patches did the white fur show through. Worse than the mud though was the red stains on her clothes at her right shoulder and across her stomach from her attackers knife. That was hours ago and with nowhere else to go the forest looked a good a place as any. Now though she wasn't quite so sure, it didn't take long for her to get lost and every time she thought she had found the way out it would turn out to just be a small clearing with even more trees on the other side. Occasionally shouting could be heard from far off, not knowing from where or from who she would pick a direction and force her tired legs to push forward. Eventually the trees parted to reveal a small meadow that, if not for the weather, looked fairly peaceful and inviting. In the centre sat a squat little house that even on the clearest of days felt safer than the forest around it. Without thinking twice Snow White stumbled do the door and used what felt like the last of her strength to knock on it. When no one answered tears started to stream down her cheeks and mix with her already wet fur. When what could have been shout from somewhere off behind her she grabbed at the door latch and pushed all her weight into the door. It swung open easily as she tumbled helplessly into darkness. The door swung shut behind her and she lay on the floor holding her breath and listening for any kind of noise. Except for the rain beating against the widows everything was completely silent. The hose appeared to be abandoned though the outlines of furniture that could be seen suggested otherwise. Next to the door was a small table and on that table what could only have been a lamp. She reached out for it while also fumbling around on the table to find matches to light it. She took hold of the lamp and came across a box of matches at almost the same time. When her hand wrapped around the base of the lamp a strange realization came over her. It was roughly half the size it should have been,Squinting back through the dark the furniture looked to be same.
Striking the match and letting the light fill the room was a very surreal moment. Everything one would expect to find in a home like this was there, everything was just too small. Moving to get a closer look the weight of her clothes brought her back to reality rather sharply. Not wanting to catch a cold she peeled off her outfit and left it by the unlit fireplace before inspecting her wounds. The attacker, her stepmother's servant, had left only shallow cuts but they didn't hurt any less. The just to the right of the door was a flight of stairs having to take them two at a time she found herself on a bedroom of sorts. Scattered around the room where seven beds that followed the same pattern as the rest of the house. The sight of the beds made Snow White realize just how tired she really was though they looked too small for her the rug on the floor was more than comfortable enough to curl up and pass out on.
The night and the storm dragged on but all was quiet in the tiny house but it wouldn't stay that way for long. Just before sunrise the seven figures marched into the meadow and filed into the house. Almost immediately they noticed the missing lamp from the table just inside the door and it didn't take long after that to find the damp discarded clothes. Before continuing the search for whoever was in their home bundles of rope and a few knives from the kitchen were hunted down in case what they found wasn't friendly. Quietly they snuck up the stairs prepared, or so they thought, for whatever was waiting for them. With only a slight creaking in the floor the group pushed into the room and stared, awe struck, at the slender kitten curled up on the floor. Not sure of what to do a devilish smile spread across the face of one in the group and soon the others followed in his example. Without a sound her hands were secured to the posts of the bed she slept at the foot of. The rope was tight enough to hold her in place but not so much to hurt or wake her. Afterwards they stood back to admire their handy work and the young girls sleeping form. This time another lead the group in it's next move, leaning forward and caressing her soft full breasts. She moaned softly and began to stir before but she was fully awake he dug his claws sharply into her chest enough to draw blood. With a scream and unbearable pain Snow White tried to jump up from where she lay but couldn't for some reason. Trying to remember where she was and what was going on was only made worse by the pain and dizziness she felt. It only took a moment for the room to stop spinning and a little longer for the pain to reduce to a dull throb. As soon as she could focus on the face in front of her everything else moved to the back of her head. Grinning back at her was a devious looking chipmunk with six more looking at her over his shoulders. While they weren't her stepmothers guards they were potentially much worse. Chipmunks were for the most part frowned upon and shunned in most villages. Known world wide for their alcoholism and perverse demeanour stories used to scare children usually revolved around these small creatures. With her tight seventeen year old body exposed like this and the booze she could smell in the air Snow White knew she was about to live one of her fathers frightening tales.
Except for his heavy breathing the two stared at each other in silence before he darted forward and roughly shoved his tongue to the back of her throat. She tears rolled down her cheeks as two of the others grabbed her legs and forced them open. As he broke off the kiss his grubby trousers hit the floor and he stepped out of them. He spit on his hand as he knelt down and began rubbing it into her sex. She tried to shake the other two loose and pull her legs shut but they too dug their claws into her.
Quietly she pleaded "Please stop, don't do this!" They just chuckled as the one in front of her plunged all the way inside. His thrust were powerful and although his penis wasn't the largest he knew how to use it. She could feel him moving inside and it made her sick. Suddenly there was a sharp pain causing her to yelp and look down as blood leaked out from around her lips and puddled under them. She wanted to scream but just then a hand grasped a large bunch of her raven hair and turned her just in time to make out what was forcing it's way into her mouth. The chipmunk she now held in her mouth was just as eager as the first roughly pulling her along his length. Thankfully when he pulled her down so far her nose was buried in his belly fur he wasn't long enough to choke her. On the other hand though the smell of this one almost made up for that. To her relief the first finally pulled out of her and shot all over her stomach, his warm creamy discharge blending in almost perfectly with her fur.
Grunting loudly he barely managed to get out of the way as two more came rushing at her almost falling over as the dropped their pants. Just as roughly as the first one of them stabbed up inside of her seemingly with all his might this lifted her off the floor enough to let the other slip under her. She tried to follow him but the thrusting in her mouth suddenly stopped and she was pulled right against the foul smelling body. Warm jets for cum filled her mouth and though she tried to swallow it all some leaked out and dribbled down her chin. At the same time the little fingers of the body behind her had been slowly exploring and stretching her other hole and now something larger was being pushed inside. The saliva soaked tip slipped in slowly and as her body stretched to welcome him her sobs turned to moans and without her bidding she pushed back against him. The two holding her legs let go and let her push up onto her knees to give their friends easier access. Not having a job now the two of them fought before one managed to slip into her mouth making the other wait his turn. This one seemed longer than the rest and when he pushed all the way in she gagged a little. Soon her mound was empty again as the other stood and let his seed spatter on her bruised chest and moved out of the way for the next one.
With all three of her holes filled again her mind blanked and instinct took over. While she bobbed back and forth on the shaft she twirled her tongue around his head causing another wave of semen to crash against the roof of her mouth. This time not a drop was wasted. The other two were now working in unison pushing up into her together while she pushed down onto them. At this pace it didn't take long for the two of them to reach their limits. While the one pulled out and added to the puddle forming on her stomach the other pulled her all the way down on top of him as his hot streams plastered her guts and leaked onto the floor. Quietly they disappeared down stairs like the others before them and left her and the final chipmunk alone together. The silence that filled the room was unnerving compared to the passionate moans seconds before. This final chipmunk seemed different from the others, there was no doubt he was larger but he also held himself differently. When he stepped closer she could see that most of his fur was grey and he walked with a slight limp. Shedding his clothes and standing before her he said only one thing. "If your going to stay here you'll have to earn your keep." Without another sound hey lay down and slid under her and firmly gripped her hips. Hungrily he pulled her into him as she slowly began bouncing over him while careful of her scratches he massaged her left breast and teased the nipple. As she picked up speed and the slapping of her body against his filled her ears she wiggled her tail into her still dripping ass hole and gently pumped it in and out. With his being the largest and this being her first time she had never felt so full and as his warmth seemed to spread inside she pushed down onto him one more time before she lost all control. She moaned loud and long as her body tightened and her juices flowed down his throbbing pole. She collapsed back against the bed and sighed as the old chipmunk mumbled something and pushed her off him. Violently He grabbed the back of her head and pushed her along his girth eventually he let her take up an easier pace and he closed his eyes as she worked him over properly. When he came he pulled back and let the warm fluid splatter all over her face and in her hair.
Snow White had been left alone still tied down while they talked quietly downstairs. She had nodded off from exhaustion when a cold wave of water crashed over her. She looked questioningly up at the chipmunk holding an empty bucket. He looked down at her and kindly said. "If you want to stay we've got to clean you up, then we're going to have to work out some kind of deal"