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Emptiness, an odd floating sensation. No senses, the last thing the brown rat could remember was an outstretched hand towards his priceless possessions, and then a thunk from that jealous bitch who was attacking him. Then he felt his rodent body stiffen, his hands pulled above his head, his feet out straight. A voice boomed in his head.

"Zephear. You've lived a life of greed. You stole everything you could get your hands on and horde it all to yourself. Your selfishness has caused a lot of pain among those your ways have touched. Through your power you used a lot of people, many of your victims were women who you saw nothing more then objects to be used and discarded like a spent condom. You broke bodies as often as you broke hearts. In this aftermath, we will see how well you fair when you are the one suffering. You will be at the mercy of the female form you sought to abuse, and they will show you the same mercy you showed them."

This voice, it spoke things that angered him. He couldn't believe it was speaking of such things about useless sluts, he could never be at the mercy of cock gargling whores. Then he felt strips of fabric tighten around his ankles and wrists. A bed of cotton against his back. This black fabric cradled him into high arcs of reinforced clothe ever so slightly elastic.

"You will not be seen, you will not be heard, you will only be felt without realization. You cannot be crushed nor suffocated and you will hold a bottomless stomach of void. This is your new life for as long as I deem it to last, your sentence for your harmful behavior. You have been judged." The heavy voice parted.

His floating world laid flat, all the odd sensations vanished and he found himself lying in that thick cotton. It felt stuffy, the air filled with the thick scent of detergent. It was quiet, calm and still. He woke with a rather upset mind set, wriggling against these bonds with annoyance. Then he heard heavy thumping, and a voice.

"Ya just a sec, I need to dress then we'll hit the path." She called out.

The rodent grumbled, another mouth breather spewing useless garbage. She better untie him from wherever he is and let him go or he'll get his lawyers to take everything she owns. Suddenly his world quickly shifted, and light blinded into his red hues. Before he could even adjust to the light his whole world tumbled into the air and he dangled firmly on that cloth that was levitating.

"That's enough of this! You let me go this instant, when I get out of here..." He started to rage when he saw where he was and it left him speechless.

The rodent was dangling high in the air, a giant feline face was staring at him with emerald hues and black and white fur. He never seen such a thing, a giant had him? Quickly look around he began to put the pieces together of the scene. This cloth that cradled him, that he was tied to. It was a thong! He began shouting demands at her but he was only met with them slowly being lowered.

He had a very clear view of her white chest and stomach, ample breasts bare passing by him like hillsides, a field of taut stomach, and legs the size of subway cars. Her foot moved up and over him, and for a moment he swore he was about to be crushed but it poked through one of the two holds his prison happily provided to her. The other foot of her's moved into position, and fingers curled around the halo of the thong he was trapped in.

Zephear looked up to see a well taunt ass and bare swollen sex. His final realization was that he was tied to this thong backwards, his head facing her backside.

"This isn't funny you stupid bitch, you let me out right now!" He screamed.

She didn't hear him, she couldn't even see him, the creature who had put Zephears into this position did not jest that no one would be able to find him but he would be used. All of this information pummeled the rat and his stomach sunk. That thong suddenly ascended quickly, he watched short black fur and tone muscle pass by him quickly. V shaped white patches marked her inner thighs and looking up, Zephear saw his destination in wait.

A final scream pulled from him as he was wedged right between those taunt cheeks of her's. The world disappeared behind walls of black. Short clean fur embraced him snug, and with a subtle adjustment that pinned his muzzle kissing against her rubbery tailhole, he was in place. The rat could feel his feet pressed against a fleshy nub that pulsed lightly to his movements, and his waist become sunk into the swollen lips of her sex.

He quickly took note that her ass had such a hold on him that he couldn't have access to fresh air or light. It was hot, and he had just moved in. He began spouting demands that her rear quickly unhand him but he was only met with a wiggle that rubbed those cheeks against his body while she stuffed herself into some tight training shorts. The extra layer helped seal him away, keeping him firmly pressed against her sex, and then she began to walk.

Cheeks bumped left then right, fur rubbing over his face and shoulders as they powered the giant feline along. Just walking was an event for him, all the movement that was increasing the heat around him and with no air supply he began to worry more but remembered that voice said he couldn't suffocate. Zephear tried holding his breath, but the urge to breath still struck him, yet he was panting in between the cheeks of this giant feline without suffocating on carbon dioxide. Maybe he really couldn't, but he still felt compelled to breath. He was at least thankful she smelled like she was fresh out of the shower. Then he heard his unaware captor speaking to a male.

"How do you like my new workout clothes?" She asked.

"It's good." He responded, more eager to find ways of getting those clothes off her.

"I got a sports bra to keep my puppies in check." She gloated.

"Oh ya, let's see." He teased but was met with a light smack on the hand.

"No touching, or you wont get any tonight." She warned. "I also got a new thong, I want to start with a good jog to really break them in." She claimed.

"Oh ya?" He mischievously pushed the ticket.

Zephear was privy to this whole conversation like booming voices from the sky. He couldn't fathom what he was hearing, he was her new workout thong? He needed to be broken in, a job? No no this couldn't be right. Zephear was a powerful business leader, not some mangy felines butt floss. Then his train of thought snapped when the thong was suddenly pulled tight from the teasing male tugging on it's loops. The rat found his face mashed into that wrinkled muscle of her asshole causing his tied up feet to push outwards along her clit. The feline gave a trembling shiver all around him but he also heard a loud smack.

"I said no touching! You're cut off for tonight Mr."

"Oh come on, it's just some fun babe."

The thong relaxed when the male was pulled from it, giving at least a little space for the rat to pant against that asshole. This was incredibly degrading, a little bug lost somewhere in the thong of someone using him. The rat couldn't even comprehend what was happening when he suddenly felt one of those cheeks hugging him tense, and squeeze against him hard, then a bounce, then the other went taunt, grinding along his side. He twisted lightly with the fabric while his face was being smeared back and forth across her thankfully clean anus as the feline had clearly got started into her jog.

Any thoughts Zephear could've tried to summon were all smothered away as it felt like he was being grinded to dust against her inner cheeks. The thunderous slam of her feet coming down rippled through her entire lower half and filled his tall ears as much as her rising heart rate was. The heat of his prison was kicking up and soon something else joined his cell. A damp sensation starting to grow in the walls.

Steady breaths panted from the feline that he could hear from above and he was growing jealous of her sucking on fresh air while he was panting in her hot moist cheeks. Beads of sweat were mingling with her short fur and began to smear it into his. The salty scent of her sweat was nauseating, and he resorted to breathing through his maw but that was a harsh learned mistake. Her sweat was squeezing between her cheeks, and easily pushed into his maw, forcing him to taste her salty bodily secretions.

Zephear coughed and gagged on the warm sweat trying to free his maw of the taste when something horrible sounded that stole all his attention. A gurgle squeezed through her body from above, then suddenly that wet tailhole he was kissing began to build from unseen pressure, pressing out into his face more. The rat tugged and squirmed against his bonds but they didn't yield to him. He shouted at her to stop it, to hold it, handing out threats a plenty from his fierce temper.

The felines ass didn't pay any mind to the rat throwing a fit against it and the feline had no clue there was a small rat in the back of her thong. That asshole which was the only thing separating Zephear from the disgusting gas held within her, carefully opened. Muscles peeled back and the eager pressure was released all over his face. It was released silently for anyone else, but for the rat it was a torrent of searing wind that blew over his face with enough power to force into his nose and maw against his will.

Several of Zephear's senses were assaulted at once, but what stood out the most was that wretched smell and even the taste of rotten air that stained him. Zephear was vividly understanding what it might be like to inhale cat food that went very bad. He gagged and wretched against her now satisfied asshole but he found he could not vomit. Even worst, the rat tried to recover but found that stench lingering freshly around him as a little air bubble of that gas was stuck around his head between her gyrating cheeks. Zephear tried desperately to hold his breath, but that urge to breath despite not needing to was too much for him to take, and so he was forced to pant of the little remnants of her expulsion.

The felines jog powered on without any signs of slowing, and her sweat was becoming worst by the minute. The rat had found himself covered in it, the salty secretions were soaking into the thong and soaking his fur, it even mingled with the scent of her gas and choked him out more. After what felt like hours her jog finally slowed down.

"Whew, that was a good run." She happily chirped.

"You're new thong do good then?" He continued to tease.

"Like a champ, I'm gonna grab a shower and we can head out." She informed.

Zephear didn't feel like a champ, he spent who knows how long smothered in sweaty cheeks and ass fumes. He just wanted out, and her promise of a shower was all he had to hope for. Those cheeks swayed and grind on him at a much slower rate, then a door slammed shut as he felt some of the pressure on him relieve as she peeled off her shorts. The sudden barrage of a waterfall sounded out somewhere nearby as she turned on the shower. He was more than ready to be set free, shouting for her to take these damn things off already.

The feline wasn't aware of his suffering, and had other plans. The thong pulled taunt as her hips rotated. Zephear was smeared across her ass as she sat down with a thunderous thunk. He felt some relief as that air bubble finally escaped her shapely cheeks, and cool air was wafting against his back. A subtle moan vibrated from above him as he felt a large pad pressing into his rear.

The folds of her sex flatted around him and he tensed, the hand pressing against him began to rub back and forth grinding his hips into her velvety sex. That nub his feet were kicking against was hardening and throbbing with his attention. Zephear didn't realize it, but the whole jog he was turning her on, and the damp sensation over his hips wasn't sweat but her juices.

Her hips bucked, and her muscles were tensing as she was getting off on his hips, normally he would be more than happy to use one of these for such pleasures but never had he been the one being used for her pleasure. This was tormenting him, smearing him across her body as she unkowingly was materubating on him. He was spewing every discriminatory word he could come up with at his captor and as if her ass had heard him responded by shutting him up with a sudden, leaking gas that hissed out of her tailhole and into his yelling maw.

Again, that awful stench assaulted him that seemed even more potent than before. He gagged unable to speak audible sentences anymore when that tailhole inflated again, another gurgle from above. He wiggled intently to get away but he was only deriving her more pleasure as sounded by her loving moan.

"Ohh yes..." She whispered softly to herself, though the gas bubble was uncomfortable and the shower would probably drown out the sound.

The rat swore out at her punishing asshole demanding she clench it, but her muscles relaxed. Deafening squelching ringed in his ears as her body let out a long blowing fart. It echoed into the toilet bowel she was sitting on, even rippling the waters below. The rat caught the entire long release in his face and it seared him. The potent fumes forced into him were absolutely revolting, yet his increased squirming caused her to bunch up. Her clit pulsed vividly between his feet and the crushing orgasm hit her. The muscles of that drooling sex tensed and flexed to her waves of pleasure, forcing the small bit of her essence out onto him. What was small for her, was a wave of thick cum splattering his hips, legs and even up his stomach as she reclined for a moment.

He then felt a line of it slowly crawling up his chest. He shook his head to get away from it but the clear essence rolling over his neck and eventually his face. He tried to hold his breath but he only lasted so long before his maw opened up. Those juices of her pleasured episode filled into his maw, a musky flavor he absolutely hated. He refused to ever put his mouth anywhere near a girls sex and now he was forced to drink her essence so he could breath.

Finally recovered from her wonderful orgasm, the feline stood, and Zephear's cloth prison suddenly dropped away from those punishing hips. He felt himself dangled in the remnants of her mess before he was suddenly thrown across a room and came rolling over carpet. The door to the bathroom he was just ejected from shut and he was finally free of her.

Gasping on the open air greedily, he was simply content to be away from her. He was still covered in that filth she had left him in but this was far more preferable then choking in a gas prison of her ass. He didn't have much time to recover however, the thong was plucked from the floor and lifted up into the air. Alarmed, the rat looked around to see the intrigued face of the male feline the girl was talking to. He was rather well build, and his grey hues were closely inspecting the thong.

"Had a little fun did we?" He whispered softly.

Zephear angrily shouted at him, someone who could see him finally. This bloke best release him at once. The rat was even leaning against the thong towards the giant screaming profanities.

"Well if she refuses any tonight, let's see how her precious new thong likes it." The male grinned, and lowered the cloth.

The rat blinked as he realized he wasn't talking about the rat 'having fun' but the feline had noticed the girls cum on the thong and was determined to pay her back for not including him. The rat was horrified, girls were bad enough, but guys, no way! Yet he was tied there force to watch as the feline unzipped his pants in front of him, the loud metal clunking until it was open enough for him to see a stiff member poking out, still hardening.

"Absolutely not!" The rat argued. "I will make you rich, I can make you powerful, I'll get you any girl you want so long as you set me free!"

The male feline couldn't hear his offers, and as he rested back on the bed, he only had one desire in mind right now. The wet thong was slapped against the hardening member, and to the rats great dismay, his face was locating near the tip. The feline securely wrapped the wet warm thong around his cock and began to stroke himself with it. Laying back onto the bed, his fantasies ran wild as his cock hardened.

The barbed flesh pulsing and engorging against the rat filled out more until that tip was nearly kissing his muzzle. Each stroke down slapped his face with the head of the purring feline's penis. An awful scent of male musk and sweat filled his nose as he was driven across the member happily deriving a great deal of pleasure at the rat's expense. Then a bead of cloudy pre oozed from that tip, and on the tug down the rat's face was forced into it.

The rat was assaulted with pure male musk as that pre pushed into his face, and even in his maw. He was forced to taste just a sample of what the cats bits were preparing for him. Helpless against the masterbating male, his torment turned for the worst as he heard a soft moan, and that cock suddenly flared. He could feel barbs pushing into his fur all over his body, but more so he felt that tip flare up against his cotton prison.

A final jerk down, and the male's hips bucked up to meet his pump pushed the rats face directly into the male's piss hole. Zephear felt his nose and chin sink into hot wet flesh all the way up to his cheeks and the male cat wasn't withdrawing, he was held there. The cloth tightly cradling the back of his head keeping him pinned as he felt jerked and spasms through the cock, then a wave pulses through it as those bits tightened.

The pathetic whimper was quickly snuffed out as a thick torrent of white cum slammed into his face and forced past his head. The rat couldn't win against the force of that cum powering over his face, it pushed into his maw and filled it quickly. The thick musky cum pushed down his throat against the rodent's will and he started to consume the cum freely given to him. He was choking and gagging on it, a females cum was gross but this was too far, then to add to his horror another pulse throbbing through that flared dick. A second wave pulses up the shaft and filling the rat's face forcing more into him.

The feline let out a shaky moan as his hand squeezed the rat tighten against his throbbing meat, and a third wave pulsed through the cock. The copious amount of cum was squirting out past the rat's head that was firmly in place almost blocking it, what he wasn't forced to consume was splattered all over him and the back of that thong. Zephear had hoped that was the last wave, it would be over yet the felines fuzzy orbs would tighten and eagerly push more cum out of the feline's spurting cock with the intent to impregnate a female. The brown rodent was forcefully on the receiving end, having to consume the filthy wad of musky cum.

The cat's moan died down, a final echo wave pushed the last bit of that seed into the rat and then a steady twitch to the felines elevated pulse was all that was left aside from a slow drool of that spent cock. The cat then peeled the cum covered thong off his cock, and tucked it away in her dresser draw.

"Let's see how she likes this." He schemed, then the world went dark.