FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

NOTE: This is the start of my new lesbian series. There are probably still some kinks to work out on this chapter (spelling/grammar). I'll have them fixed. FYI for the onese here just for sex, I've put page breaks up in this chapter. Page break 4-5 is foreplay and page break 6 is sex.

The small village of a Japanese country side was blanketed in Midnight's cool shadow. Wind whistled in the crimson leaves which cloaked the Japanese maple trees, who lined the side of number 2 Sesame road. All was quiet except for the tiny pawsteps of a mouse that tapped softly in the open landscape.

An albino mouse gleamed in the darkness with her white fur, her thin whiskers swayed softly in the wind while her red eyes peered lazily in the distance. The full moon kissed the land with it's silvery lips -- tonight was a lovely night for this virginal mouse to go on a walk..

Though the mouse was a little chilled, the summer night was warm enough to allow her to wear her school uniform with her green plaid summer skirt. Goosebumps prickled underneath the mouse's thin white fur. Shivering, Nezumi wrapped her arms around her chest and continued her quiet walk down the sleepy street. A few moments passed with just the soft, hypnotic sounds of Nezumi's bare padded feet hitting the concrete -- when her red eyes was drawn to an image off in the distance. Nezumi squinted her eyes and picked up her pace to better make out the hazy image. The image was small and slender, it moved slowly in the night's embrace and glowed with a light pink hue. Nezumi ran quietly in the dark, now about 20 feet from the person in the distance. She could now see the person more clearly, it stood at about 5 ft 4 inch in height, had a slender build with an hour glass figure. The mysterious person was adorned in light pink fur and had what looked like to be... a loin's mane. The rosy lion moved clumsily, almost as if it was drunk. Worried, Nezumi started a half-run towards what she assumed to be a feminite man.

"Excuse me sir? Do you need help?" Nezumi's whimsical voice pierced the quiet air and the person in the distance stopped in it's clumsy staggers, turning around to face the mouse. Nezumi killed her pawsteps and stood gobsmacked -- if her jaw was not attached so well it would have hit the floor... the "lion" was completely stark naked, and... was a WOMAN. Nezumi'a cheeks blushed deep red and turned the white fur on her cheeks a pink hue, her innocent eyes couldn't help but scan over the mysterious woman in front of her while she stammered for words. The lioness was petite, had a bosom in the double c category, her lion-like mane was slightly darker shade of pink, and seemed to be well kept, not bushy at all. The mane encircled the sides of the woman's face and ran down into a V-shape that stopped just above her cleavage. On her forehead had a pattern in the color of the fur that looked like an upside-down blue triangle. On the woman's ankle was a thick purple leather anklet with a sliver D-ring on it. Nezumi tried to ignore that one area of the woman's body, but failed as soon as the lioness turned to face her, the moon light caught perfectly in the curly pink pubic hairs between the lioness's legs. Nezumi's eyes could not help but to roll its gaze over the lioness's womanhood.

The woman was cloaked in a gown of silver moon light -- a gown fit for a Goddess.

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It was strange, when Nezumi called out to the gender confused lion in the distance, all the lioness did was turn around and stare at the mouse with a child-like innocence shining in her yellow eyes. The lion seemed to not to understand what Nezumi had asked, and just stood there staring at the mouse like she was some long lost friend. Nezumi tried to ignore the slight awkward feeling of arousal that stirred within her. She was worried, even though the woman looked to be about the same age as her (17-20 year range), the mouse couldn't help but feel that this woman needed help. Her white mousy feet took a few more steps towards the oddly colored lion, closing the small gap of cool air and concrete that sat between the two.

"Um... Miss, do you need any help?" Nezumi's little mouse voice squeaked with nervousness, her little heart fluttered in her chest; never in Nezumi's life has she ever saw another naked body other than her own. The school-girl mouse was scared to hell of the fact that she was standing in public with a naked and extremely attractive woman, but she was even more scared that she was becoming aroused from just looking at the lioness's body... What does that say about this little mouse? Her small albino fingers fiddled and picked nervously at the ends of her summer uniform top while she waited for the lioness to do or say something.

The lioness seemed not to have understood or have even heard what the mouse had said. Instead of answering Nezumi's question, she giggled and looked at the trees and houses on the street as if she had never seen them before. Nezumi was at a lose, this woman must have some sort of mental disability to be wondering down a street without any clothes or shame. The mouse's heart bleed for her, she took a few more steps towards her and out stretched a hand, inviting the lioness to hold it and walk with her. She may not be able to help the lioness now, but she could at least take the woman into her home and give her some clothes so she wouldn't be attacked by a random love-crazed teenager on the street.

The radiantly beautiful lioness looked at Nezumi's hand questionably, searching curiously as if trying to figure out what to do with it. Nezumi rolled her eyes, "Oh, for Pete sake!" She grabbed the strange lioness by the hand and spun her around and began on the short journey home. Nezumi's head swam, the touch of this lioness's hand over took the mouse's sensibilities, her pink fur was the most soft and luscious thing she had ever touched. If you took the feeling that you get when rolling around in silk sheets and multiplied it by about a million, you would get an idea of what the pink lioness's fur felt like. And even though the lioness what naked and you would expect to smell some sort of B.O. coming from her, the only thing Nezumi's acute mouse nose could pick up was a light waft of something that reminded her of warm honey and sex... or at lease what she would imagine sex would smell like.

Her heart pounded in her chest, Nezumi was a nervous wreck, her eyes were locked on her modest country house and the palm of her hand was sticking to the silent lioness's palm from the sheer volume of sweat that the mouse was making. Nezumi's tiny white feet bounced and hit the pavement quickly, there was nothing more that she wanted right now than to get inside the house -- to give this woman some clothes and rid the amorous torment that plagued her body and mind.

A girlish giggled cut the air and tickled Nezumi's ears which caused them to twich when she turned to see that the lioness was skipping right along side her as they walked to the mouse's house. Nezumi's face boiled with the heated blood that filled her head. As the lioness skipped her curvaceous boobs bounced wildly in the open air, her face was filled with complete innocence and smiled in the moonlight. It's ok, Nezumi. This woman clearly isn't right in the head. Don't make anything sexual about this. This woman needs help, not to be ogled. The mouse kept repeating those words in her head whilst taking slow breathes. This was all way too much for her virginal mind to take.

Nezumi quickly turned her gaze back to the house that was still a good walk away, her hand squeezed tight around the lioness's and they trotted quickly to her house. The albino teen felt like she was in a horrible nightmare, she could see the door in the distance but no matter how fast her mousy feet carried her, the door never seemed to get any closer.

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A heavy screech bellowed in the night. Nezumi stopped, followed by the lioness who let out a tiny confused grunt. The mouse's left ear twitched sharply to the side of her head, she could hear the sounds of tires screaming against the hard pavement. In a small grove of trees to their left Nezumi saw a flash of yellow lights. There was little time to react, the mouse screamed and flung her thin body onto the pink lioness and pushed them both out of the road, landing horizontally on a neighbor's lawn. Within milliseconds a black sedan careened down number 2 Sesame road, with rap music rumbling in their wake. Nezumi's whole short life flashed before her eyes, and for the first time she felt tremendous sadness for not even experiencing her first kiss yet. This tiny fact turned Nezumi into a scared little mouseling, trembling in the arms of a lion while they lay in a blanket of kisses from timeless stars.

The two were plastered together, the nude lioness had landed flat on her back while Nezumi's pale body lay draped over top of her. Nezumi's small b-cupped breasts pressed against the lioness's bare double c's. Dazed and numb, Nezumi buried her small face in the soft, cotton candy mane, reverting back to her early baby days were she burrowed against her mother's flesh for comfort. All thinking had melted away from the mouse, she was nothing more than one big heap of crying meat, burying her head in soft fur like she did when she was a baby.

Nezumi felt well toned arms wrap around her waist and squeeze her into a tight hug. "Chu!" The nude woman under Nezumi cried out, cheeriness oozing from her voice. The mouse's face was pulled away from the lioness's neck, and was forced to look down at the woman who she just risked her life to save. They both stared at it each other. Nezumi wiped the tears from her face and took a few calming breathes. She only just realized that she was still laying on top of a nude lioness, a hot blush colored the albino cheeks once again and she began to pull her body off of the pink lioness. The strange woman only wrapped her arms tight around the mouse, preventing her to move away from her. Nezumi's face crinkled with confusion, what did this lioness want with her?

The lioness's crimson lips curled into a sweet smiled, "Chu!" she called out again and softly pressed her forehead onto Nezumi's forehead.

"Wha-?!" The blue triangle of the lioness's head pressed like molten lava into Nezumi's forehead. An upside-down triangle burned into Nezumi's flesh and began to vibrate, scoring her ivory skull. Squeaking, the mouses's body seized up and froze in place, something felt like is was drilling into her brain and cutting off all functions. Her brain felt like in was on fire, and Nezumi felt like she was fighting tooth 'n nail, but her body was stoically frozen on-top of the pink woman. The red eyes of the albino mouse was locked on the fuzzy image of the lioness's golden eyes -- drawing her in, intertwining her mind with the lioness, is was almost like she and the lioness had become one. A sound of a heart beating in an alien rhythm pounded in her mousy ears. The pulse was booming and consumed her whole thoughts. It pulsed through Nezumi's entire body and fried her nervous system, altering them. A cold sweat broke out over Nezumi, her body was writhe with intense pain comparative to being hit with a lighting blot. Her whole body fell into deeper agony from the silent shriek that her paralyzed body bellowed during this cruel torment. She yearned so badly to just move, to pull away from the lioness and break free from this torment. Tears rolled down the snow white fur and dripped onto the angelic face below her. Nezumi's blank, yet tear stricken eyes gazed pleadingly into the lioness's eyes, begging for mercy.

Body, bubbling in malice and quivering in fear, Nezumi tried to figure out why this was happening to her. Did she offend the lioness some way? Was this lioness some escaped super solider, and she just had the misfortune to bump into her? Either way, she didn't know what this lioness was doing, all she could do right now is to sit in silent anguish and ride out the pain for as long as she could. Answers and possible revenge/justice would have to be put off until later. Her lungs had become paralyzed, she knew that there was only two out comes facing her: one was most obviously death -- she pushed that out of her mind. The other was passing out, she focused on that thought, picturing herself in a deep slumber, free from this pain. The imaginary darkness in her mind, the thought of unconsiousness helped to calm her, knowing that she had only a few more seconds left and this agonizing convulsion through her body will all be taken away from her.

The dark was closing in on Nezumi, her ears buzzed and her vision was fading, she knew that she would not be able to take many more seconds of this, that she would faint. If she could smile, she would be grinning from ear to ear, she welcomed the blackness, to be in a world full of nothing and not being able to feel this excruciating pain -- it seemed like pure Heaven... She just hoped that she would live to see another moon lit night.

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Just when consciousness seemed to fade out completely -- the pain stopped.

"U-uugh!" Nezumi drew in a sharp breathe. Her lungs burned as if she never took a breathe of air in her life. Her tiny mouse body felt like wet spaghetti, Nezumi's body quaked while the lioness loosened her grip around the mouse's waist. Collapsing down on the ground, flat on her back, Nezumi tried to drink in as much air as possible. She never thought about what a fish feels when pulled out of water, but right now she guessed this is what it must feel like. Arching her back with gaping mouth, she sucked in what seemed to be like 10 gallons of air into her tiny, hot mouth. Her insides felt as fiery and chaotic as a bolstering supernova, while her skin shivered in icy sweat. "N-nnh!" Nezumi twisted and turned, her hand grasping at her chest, the strange current that came the lioness's head still pulsed faintly through her body -- all of her inner organs felt like they were going to explode. Her albino red eyes turned in their sockets to look at the lioness.

"W-who.... the h-hell are.... you?" Nezumi's body felt strange, like it was brand new. It took a lot of effort to cough up those few short words.

Ignoring, or ignorant to the question, the mouse heard a soft "Teehee" from the pink lioness right before she had rolled over and began to sweetly stroke down the side of Nezumi's face, the same precious smile playing on her exquisite features.

Even though Nezumi was furious with this mysterious femme, it was still hard for her to keep from getting lost in the star dust golden eyes, pouty crimson lips, small heart shaped head, addictive scent of warm honey, and the soft rosy color of the lioness's fur. This woman was like a walking Valentine's day.

Rubbing her soft face in the lioness's paw, all of Nezumi's pain had melted away in the sweet caresses, a feeling of love and security washed over her. Her body betrayed the teen mouse's mind, blushing, she leaned in wanting to steal a kiss, her heart fluttering with the desire to kiss the lioness's lips. She wanted to touch more of her.

The sweet smile and bubbly attitude had vanished from the lioness, and had been replaced by an equally enchanting sad pout. Standing on her knees, the lioness scooped Nezumi in her arms and carried her bridal style down the street. Nezumi closed her eyes, wrapping one arm around the lioness's neck and rested her dazed head on a soft, warm breast.

A deep purr erupted from the lioness's throat and vibrated against Nezumi's sensitive ears, it seemed to echo through every corner of her brain and spellbound the mouse, lulling her off into a deep sleep. Shivering a little in the cool night air, the lioness closed her eyes and used the link that she had establish with the mouse to find the place that she calls home. A flash of a modestly sized, off-white house with a spacious garden flickered into her head. The pink lioness knew what she had to do for the service of this meek mouse -- her new Master. Her toned lion legs carried her swiftly in the moonlight, towards her new home, with master in tow. Smiling to herself, the lioness felt complete and whole again, to be doing what she was born to do, what her whole race was born to do -- to loyally and unconditionally serve, to be at the whims of a Master.

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Nezumi slumbered softly in the lioness's arms while they carried her up the stairs and into the mouse's semi-cluttered bedroom. Laying her master on top of the mouse's unmade futon, the lioness brushed her soft fingertips across her master's forehead.

"Mmmmm," a soft jolt rung throughout the mouse's tiny body and nudged her awake. Her tender white eyelids pulled back across her stunningly red eyes, and the half-sleepy Nezumi saw the nude pink lioness standing at her bedside.

"Eeek!" Nezumi cried out in a hushed voice, for fear of waking her mother who must now be asleep in the next room.

"What are you still doing here?!" Whispered the mouse, as she tried to focus her attention on the lioness's face and to not drift down further -- as she was so tempted to.

The lioness did not understand this strange language that her master spoke. She sensed tension in her words, but desire in her body. The signals that she picked up from the mouse was enough for her -- she knew what she had to do.

Purring, the lioness leaned over and kissed the top of Nezumi's head, her pink breasts pressed up against the mouse's soft, blushing face. The mouse's body trembled meekly with desire and fear. She felt so dizzy, Nezumi wanted nothing more than for the lioness to keep touching her -- and to touch in more places. She feared that desire because this was something she never experienced before, the mere kiss on her forehead sent shivers down her spine, Nezumi could only imagine what a more intimate touch would do to her.

The lioness seemed to sense that the teen mouse was in heat and brought her warm kiss to meet Nezumi's lips. The mouse's blood burned like fire and colored her skin red which shinnied through her thin layer of fur. Nezumi felt the lioness wrap her arm around her albino neck, drawing her in to a soft embrace as her red lips began to suck on the bottom pink lip of Nezumi.

Moaning, Nezumi pressed against the lioness's body, their breasts squeezed one another, and she knew her heart was beating faster than it ever had before, because she could hear it in her ears. There was a slight stirring in her womanhood when she realized that the lioness could feel her aroused heart pounding in her petite mousy chest from there tight embrace. The delicate lips of the lioness stopped its languorous sucking on Nezumi's bottom lip and began to gently pry the mouse's lips apart with her own crimson kiss.

Nezumi shivered when she felt the woman's hot, wet feline tongue run along her bottom lip just before entering her scared mouth. Frozen in bewilderment and desire, her body quivered with excitement by the every movement of the lioness's rough, cat tongue that it did in her mouth. The softness of the lips and the fondling of the feline's tongue drowned out all coherent thoughts from the mouse's mind.

Like a tidal wave of lust, Nezumi groaned into the kiss and instinctively intertwined her tongue with the lioness, one hand traced along the side of the arrow-glass figure and cupped one of the feline's breasts. Goosebumps prickled her skin while Nezumi's hand seemed to gain a life of its own and began explore the lioness's tender flesh. Nezumi's fingertips twisted gently around the lioness's nipple if only for a few seconds before grasping her breast once more and massaging it with a trembling hand.

By now, the mouse was thoroughly bewitched, bothered and bewildered.

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The tender paws of the lioness grasped Nezumi's shoulders and gently laid her down on the bed. Their lips still wrapped in a hot embrace, while the lustful pink hand of the lioness left Nezumi's shoulder and trailed down the mouse's body. Cupping Nezumi's neck and tickling the mousy flesh with her talons for just a second before falling further down on the body that now squeaked softly in pleasure. Her rosy paw firmly squeezed the albino breast that radiated with the mouse's heat, begging to be mated. The lioness could feel the girl's pink nipple stand erect underneath her modest top and press against her feline hand, and for the first time she could feel her master's heart pound in it's fleshy tomb and beckoned to the lioness.

She purred as her hand trailed down further and rested on the crotch of the mouse's skirt. The lioness has never been with a fur, nor anyone of Earth before, but she has been taught all the sweet spots of people of this species. The pink lioness felt the mouse squirm below her and press her hips against her cat hand, and she knew that it was time to please her master.

Gasping in their kiss, they intertwined their tongues together once more before the lioness pulled back -- her stardust eyes pierced through her mouse's soul as she obediently followed the whims of her master's body and duteously pulled the hem of Nezumi's schoolgirl skirt up and exposed the slightly damp white underwear that covered the tight pink hole of rodent innocence.

Little beads of blood dotted her bottom lip when Nezumi fine rodent teeth bit down on the tender pillow of flesh so that she could muffle a shrill squeak of pleasure when she felt the hot feline finger rub against her swelling womanhood through the panties from top to bottom. Her modest undergarment became more and more soiled with arousal liquids by the second. Nezumi arched and back and closed her eyes, tiny shock-waves of bliss electrified throughout her body. Never in her short life has she felt anything like this before, true that she had explored herself while bathing, but she never got the courage to bring her body into heat before. She was shocked at herself that she is allowing a strange, naked woman to touch her like this -- but right now she doesn't care who, or what this woman is... She just doesn't want this to even end.

She shuddered as the lioness's caresses grew more firm. Her wet, rodent jewels were kneaded until her warm embers flickered into a full blaze of arousal, driving her lust filled body to rock her hips into the cat's palm.

Nezumi's head rolled past her shoulders and pressed against her silk pillow. "Aaaah, please! I want more," squeaked she as her meek hands grasped at her bedsheets with a death-like grip. The mouse's eyes closed and all she could hear was the lioness's deep, hypnotic purr. She felt the elastic of her panties being parted from her quivering flesh, fingers quickly running under the covers of the snow white undies and danced with the white curls of Nezumi's pubic hair.

"N-nnh," It was hard for Nezumi to fight back a scream of pleasure when the middle finger of the lioness slid down her juicy crack and nudged into her folds. Seconds later another finger followed and they thoroughly rubbed her from top to bottom, drawing short, raspy moans from the mouse whenever they hit that one erect nub at the top of her womanhood. The lioness was firm and slow, Nezumi's juices overflowed and soaked into the feline's pink fur. Every time the lioness pushed her fingers down deep into the rodent's folds, Nezumi could hear a hard *shhlick* sound coming from her nether regions. At the same time that sound excited her and humiliated her, because she knew that sound was caused by her amorous liquids, but she also knew that it is dirtying the hands of this Angelic Lioness. Images of the cat licking at her juice stained fur was enough embarrassment to last Nezumi for the rest of the year, or so she believed. Her body is fighting a war between polar opposite emotions, Nezumi turned her head to the side and closed her eyes, this humiliation and excitement is too much for this virginal teen to handle. She just wished that her brain would shut off.

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In her heated darkness a lightning bolt of primal lust writhed in her body. Her eyes jerked open, the pupils of her eyes widened as she looked down on herself. What she saw before her, was a lioness with a mischievous face, who was pumping a finger in and out of the teen's innocent hole. Deep, throaty groans echoed from the mouse every time the lioness pulled back on her finger, almost leaving the mouse completely and then shoved her it back down on its base. The *shhlicking* noise became even more loud as her juices ran heavy in her pink crevasses, even the cat's knuckles were drenched in the mouse's salty-sweet river.

The other free hand of the lioness pushed below the sweaty uniform top and rested on Nezumi's tum, just between the bellybutton and pubic hair. There, the cat began to softly massage Nezumi with soft circles made by the tender underbelly of her padded hand. Shivering again, the finger left her tight hole and nudged into the folds of her clitoris once again. It drew and firm line from the entrance to her vagina all the way to the erect nub at the top of the throbbing womanhood. Nezumi gasped when it circled the nub, she didn't want it to stop, but as quickly as it happened it ran back down to the deepest depths of her nether regions.

Her red eyes followed the lioness's other hand as it still continued its soft massage on her tum, Nezumi smiled to herself -- maybe she could get used to this after all....

"OOOOO-WAH!" There was no fighting back this scream... With no warning, three of the lioness's finger pushed into Nezumi's hole and deflowered her maidenhead. Blood immediately began to pour and stain her chaste panties. She winced in pain for a few seconds while her hole was being softly pumped into... But was surprised just how quickly the slight uncomfortable pain subsided.

Her rough pink walls hugged tightly around the feline's dainty fingers. Heavy groans pierced the night air as an overflow of blood and arousal juices drenched both the inner thighs of the mouse and the palm of the lioness. Nezumi's face crinkled with concentration as she tried to fight back another wave of screaming pleasure from escaping her lips when the strange big cat rotated her three fingers, doing a complete 180 inside the quivering hole. The mouth of the vagina was only widened horizontally when the fingers was first pushed in her, but now she felt another uncomfortable stretch as she was pulled apart vertically when the fingers were turned counter-clockwise like a key unlocking a lock.

The deflowered hole was stretched and loosened into a tiny 0 shape, the hot flesh pulsed and tugged at the lioness's fingers begging through pleasurable pain to keep touching her. Nezumi heard that sweet purring sound once more and felt the intrusive digits turn once more until they were palm up inside her. Her pale breasts took in a quick gasp as the cat curled her fingers at the middle and rub firmly against a sensitive rough spot in her dirty wet walls.

"Aaaaaaaaah N-nh." An unyielding shock of dizzying pleasure bolted through Nezumi's body, pressure built in the mouse's core, her body left her mind and began riding the lioness's hand in rhythm, pressing the fingers harder against that one soft spot. The lioness cooed with satisfaction, her other free hand that massaged the mouse's middle stopped it's soft attention and began to press down against Nezumi's tightened core, pressing the walls down onto her hand.

The young girl was drunk on blissful adrenaline, her vision faded in and out while the fingers sped up to an ungodly speed. All the while the sensitive spot in her were being slammed against the cat's padded fingertips by the other hand that pressed down like constant stone against the section of flesh between the naval and the pubic hair. The mouse didn't know for how much longer she could hold out, she could feel a slow pressure bluiding up... even she knew that she was nearing orgasm.

*Schlick, Schlick, Schlick, Schlick* The sound of flesh rubbing against juice drenched flesh no longer embarrassed the teen, now it was rather exciting.. to know that noise was because of her. She arched her back and closed her eyes waiting for the sweet raptured bliss that she hoped would soon ripple through her body.

As soon as her white eyelashes met the flesh outside the bottom of her eyes, the hot fingers inside of the mouse was instantly replaced with something else. Something that was round... cold.. and felt like glass. It was longer than the fingers, if she had to guess she was say that it was between 4-5 inches long. Oddly, she stayed calm and looked down at herself.... But that calmness would soon leave her.

"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!' In between her legs she saw the body of an empty wine bottle, the body was dark green and had was labeled "Sohma's Moxcato Wine," the neck of it was being pumped in her hole. It was always kept on the nightstand by Nezumi's bed, it wouldn't be hard for the lioness to get at it.

"Noooo, don't do that!" Tears rolled down her face, that wine bottle was given to her by her grandmother just before she died. Sohma's Moxcato Wine belonged to the family and Nezumi was next in line to run the wine business. The teen loved her deceased grandmother so, and to be fucked by the only precious thing she had left of her.... Well... you can understand, I'm sure.

The lioness only looked at the mouse with innocent confusion, she did not stop pumping with the wine bottle... she only gripped the bottle tighter and sped up.. hopping to turn her master's cries of sadness back into cries of pleasure.

It worked, even through the incredible awkwardness of this, the mouse couldn't deny the delicious feeling of having something pillaging her insides. With legs spread wide and hole wrapped snug, the mouse rode her hips into bliss... loud squeaks of pleasure and the *schlicking* sounds of glass rubbing against an overflowing vagina provided the background music.

Finally, the mouse could take no more she let out the loudest wail she ever had in her life and pounded her hips against the wine bottle. The lioness pumped the bottled in and out of the mouse as fast as she could and watched as clear liquid was geysered into the body of the wine bottle. Every muscle in Nezumi's body constricted, her toes curled, her head rolled back... and cum shot into granny's bottle of Sohma's Moxcato Wine.

The mouse was in complete blind rapture and gasped for air like a fish out of water. The lioness took the wine bottle's neck out of the mouse's deflowered womanhood, she looked down on her gasping master and saw the blood stained panties were left tangled around Nezumi's thighs. She flicked a talon out and cut the ruined undergarment off of the shaking mouse and threw them on the floor, the cat smiled down on her mouse and kissed the rodent on the forehead. The thought of sleep passed through the pink lioness's mind and she knew it passed through her master's mind too... She purred and knew that she has satisfied her mistress and that her mouse has fallen into a deep sleep.

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Now that her mistress has been taken care of, it is time for the lioness to do one more thing... to learn her mistress's language. When she walked in she noticed a thin glowing device that looked that it is used for computation. The cat sat down in front of the glowing blue screen. She took a swig of the blood coated wine bottle, lapping down the innocent blood and warm sticky sweet cum and clicked on the only icon available to her on the desktop.. the internet browser. The homepage was that of a renowned news site, "News Fur You," the page was written in Japanese... It will take her all night to decipher this... but it is her job.

A few hours passed...

Article One: "Alien Landing Outside of Yokohama Earlier This Evening" -- This evening an unidentified spacecraft landed in Yokohama's shopping centre earlier this evening. Police officers and government officials were fast on the scene. Everyone was ready for an attack from these unknown creatures, but within minutes naked furs that appear hybrids and to have unusual coloring of the fur peacefully came out of the spaceship. We do not have much information on these beings, other than officials say that these beings call themselves "MaidenS." Arthur: Yura Suzuki.

The lioness smiled at seeing photos of some of her family members towards the bottom of the page. She wanted to read more, but her brain was telling her it was tired of learning this new language and that it needed to recharge. She listened to her brain and curled up on the floor and drifted off into slumber.

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