The Catboys' Puppyslut | Part One
A demented group of cubby catboys live deep in the woods of Alanor, nothing other to satiate their cub-like sexual desires than the other boys' cute, tight little cubholes. None of them are truly satisfied... not ever. But what happens when they meet a true-blue female wolf cub drinking out of their personal pond?
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CAUTION: Contains cubs, MxM and FxM, watersports, abuse, snuff, pregnancy and birth (including mpreg), noncon, the list goes on. Please don't proceed if you're squeamish or this sort of stuff makes you uncomfortable!
P.S.: Nothing I write should be viewed as something real. This is fake-- a fantasy, and acting on this type of thing is not okay. I do not condone any sort of behavior of this sort.
The Catboys' Puppyslut
1
Days for the kittyboys were always long and hot; the only way to pass the time, it seemed, was burying their little boycocks into each others hot rears, cumming deep into their asswombs over and over again. This day was especially humid, and it seemed every animal, anthro and feral, in the forest dashed over to the rivers and ponds for a bath. Maybe it was the cool waters that washed over their soft, sweaty fur... or maybe it was the bubbles that concealed their rabid fucking sessions that drove them to it. Whatever it was, by the end of days like these the waters were always a creamy yellow-white, mixed to the brim with boycum and piss.
None of these kittens had ever seen a pussy, really, unless you counted all the pussy-able orifices on the boys' bodies. When it came to the end of the day, you could make a countless amount of pussies in a boy: their mouthpussy, nosepussies, eyepussies, earpussies, asspussy, nipplepussies, bellybuttonpussy, dickpussy... and the list goes on if you have the right tools. But a real cunt, slick and shining with sweat and pussyjuice, the cherry ripe and poking just slightly out of the lips... truly, it was a wonderful sight-- one that the boys had, sadly, never seen. And, still... it seemed as if they'd never see one. Though the wombs built deep in their little kittybutts provided them able to produce offspring enough to sustain their population, the babies came out mangled messes and had to be tended to by a Mender to be formed into a normal catboy slut.
They all dreamed and yearned for the day they could be able to stick their muzzles into a nice sweet vag, licking up all that sweet juice, waiting for the gal to piss down their needy throats. As the hot, frothy urine traveled down their tongues, dripping down and poking their uvula, their cocks would become so painfully hard... and they did become hard when thinking of this. But even more so they dreamed of her cumming down their throats, splurts of sweet juice splashing over their little noses and making them snort and cough. It was akin to heaven, to them! Akin to heaven...
A sigh left this particular 13-year-old catboy as he lay sprawled across long, flat rocks next to their tribe's pond. The hierarchy was based on who had the longest cock-- and Vic was certainly up there with his barb-speckled, 9-inch monster of a boycock. When flacid, his penis was still a monster, peeking out of his thick black foreskin. No matter what the horniness level, his dick always seemed to leak a good, slurpy amount of precum, keeping his urethra all slick, slimy and shiny.
Vic was a slim bombay, muscular in legs and his stomach, standing just slightly taller than the average for kits his age. His fur was sleek and black, nicely-groomed as well and decently short, tufts on his chest, his fat little boybutt that jiggled oh-so-sweetly when he walked, his cheeks and his long, perky ears. The tail that splayed from his behind was long and nimble, fluffy at the tip especially. And, finally, his hair, which was the same black as his fur and a cute child-like cut, spiked at the bangs and right below his ears. With eyes like bright emeralds and long, cute eyelashes that always fluttered when he blinked he was irresistible; he had kissable lips and short but sharp little teeth, a bright pink nose and a slim muzzle from which sprouted long thin whiskers as well. Every kitty-- Hell, every animal in the forest seemed to fawn over the cutie, dicks out and running with pre, begging for even a touch from his soft pink pawpads or a lick from his sandpapery tongue. They even begged for him to punish them for being such whores, asking him to snuff them to the point of being unrecognizable or fingerfucking their slutty throats until they puked up all over him. Not commonly would he give in to their requests, but when he did he had a _ton _of fun.
The tom's ears flicked at the cries of five and six-year-olds playing in the river; he picked up on a ten-year-old drownfucking the living daylights out of an eight-year-old, shoving his cute little nose into the water and only letting him back up to take the littlest breath. Another sound he heard was the squeal of a four-year-old being dragged around by the knot of a feral wolf, the aforementioned canine howling as he came deep into the kitten's esophagus to the point the cum splurted from the little calico's maw in the cutest little burp. Vic only had hazy memories of the days when a cock could drive him all the way through... it had happened once with a fox when he was one, and goddamn was it one of the hardest orgasms he'd ever experienced. He remembered just how the fox growled and bit onto his scruff, drawing blood from the worthless snuffslut that was he, a blood-cum mixture inflating his soft little belly, squirting out of his belly button, gushing out all over the wild red fox's dick and out his mouth, dripping from his hanging jaw and down to the ground. After hours of being dragged by that hot canine's knot, he was finally let go-- left to whimper and cry on the forest floor. It was a wonder how the Mender had found him.
Just as Vic was about to roll over, deciding to give his back some sun, he felt a soft breath against his inner thigh. Immediately, his dick sprung up, already pulsing with arousal just from the slightest movement. It was no wonder why their population was so big, when they got _this _horny.
"A- Alexis--" the cub gasped, sucking in a sharp breath through his glinting teeth. Vic opened his mouth to speak again, but the reply was quickly cut short as the kit, around 11 and a fluffy white-and-black Turkish Van, wrapped his lips around the bombay's cock, right to the base. Vic gaped for a few moments, until Alexis pulled off with a loud POP! and grinned cheekily at the older male.
"You should be noisier, Vic," Alexis quipped, his silky tail swaying about. "It's honestly boring... hearing my name is nice, yeah, but nothin' else? Don't choke back those pretty moans! I love 'em, aha!"
One of Vic's eyes twitched. Alexis was known for being quite the slut, often gaping his hot, dripping asshole for any passerby possible. It didn't matter who; it could have been one of the youngest cubs there, for all he cared-- all Alexis wanted was to be filled. Could be a cock. Could be a whole body... didn't matter, considering his cock was a measly two inches.
"Fuck off, Babycock," Vic hissed, rolling his ears back. Alexis barely flinched at the name-- in fact, his eyes brightened with a loving wonder. You could practically see the hearts in them...
A little titter left the younger kit, and his tail twitched in excitement, almost to the beat of Vic's own penis. "Yeah. I've got a little babycock, don't I? Don't I, Vicky?" The words rolled off of the kittyboy's tongue like butter, bathing the other in a wave of pleasure. Vic could have cum right on the spot... but he had a little bit of self-control.
"I've told you before, slut," came the bombay's sharp chastisement, his thin, winding tail lashing in annoyance. He grabbed Alexis' sharp chin between two claws, drawing a drop or two of blood from just above the neck where the claw sank a little too far in. "You don't call me that."
Vic growled with disgust as Alexis' eyes rolled into the back of his head, falling completely submissive, before spurting a boatload of cum all over the other catboy's shapely legs. Alexis shivered as he did so, thrusting his pudgy hips forward and letting his tongue loll out. The screams of complete and utter ecstasy that attempted to escape only came out in sharp squeaks and groans. Tears pricked the corners of the eleven-year-old's eyes, rolling down his cheeks in nice little droplets, before dripping down and mixing with his thick, creamy cum.
"You're fucking gross!" shouted Vic, who reeled back to connect his foot with Alexis' jaw. An audible crack sounded throughout the clearing, but nobody seemed to mind, and the struck male gave a piercing cry of pleasure before falling back onto the Earth, head-first.
For a few moments it was silent. Vic stood, then, padding over to where Alexis was still twitching. Blood seeped from his jaw and down onto the blades of grass, mixing with the mud that had come with the past rain. Though weak, a smile stretched across the kitten's muzzle, a new stream of drool coming down and mixing with the red. Abruptly, a hot jet of piss sprayed from Alexis' puny, still-hard kittydick, bathing not only his own swollen tummy but Vic's toes as well. With another revolted scowl and a sharp punch to the gut, Vic left the Turkish Van to bleed out, deciding he'd take him over to the Mender later.
A contented hum rumbled in the catboy's chest as his paws hit the cool water, still clear and not yet murky from the constant fucking that went on inside of it. He moved further down into the pool, shivering, pawing his erection underneath the cool liquid. Despite how cats usually reacted to water, Vic absolutely adored the cool, refreshing stuff... it could get anywhere you needed it to be-- up you asscrack, maybe deep in that tight little butthole of his, even down his urethra. It wasn't exactly mind-blowing stuff, no, but the pleasure was enough to at least give him a few whimpers.
Wait-- what was that?
It was exactly the sound he'd been thinking of moments before, just beyond the bank. It was... a wolf? It was tall, lithe, and had its arms crossed over its chest, legs locked together. Even so, usual wolves-- even cubs-- had foot-long dicks at the age of eight, so whoever this was was either a late bloomer, looked older than they were, or so small it was laughable.
Vic's idea began to change, however, as they began to grow more comfortable with the situation. They unfurled their tail from around their waist and let their hips relax, revealing no sheath to be seen. The catboy had just started getting an idea of what was happening, when...
She let her arms dangle, revealing two perky little breasts.
Vic was captivated. He'd never seen a female before, but he'd heard tales of their round, soft mounds that sat upon their chests and the real pussies between their legs. That was why she didn't have a cock, wasn't it? Her grey fur shined in the sunlight, and, while all eyes were upon her she didn't seem to care. She kneeled, scooping water into her paws and sipping it with that long muzzle of hers. Her eyes kept centered at the clear waters, deep blue orbs calling out to all of the horny, whorish kitties just itching to get a bite of that sweet wolf's ass...
Just then, however, another wolf came behind her, smacking her ass with his dick before spearing her on it. It had an incredible girth and length-- about three feet-- and could just barely fit inside of her as it reached up and into the young wolf cub's esophagus, making her gag hard. He thrusted with every word he spoke, reprimanding her for her foolish actions.
"Don't go out of my sight!" he howled, a deep growl rumbling throughout his toned grey chest. The adult male then pulled out of her, leaving the girl to fall onto her knees, coughing out precum from her daddy's cock.
"I- I'm sorry, father--"
"Then pay attention next time, slut."
With a cry of pain she was hoisted by her long hair and pulled away, making eye contact with only one kittyboy as she departed:
Vic.