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The shivering timid mouse walked towards his house on a dark side alley taking a shortcut from his usual route. He wanted to be away from civilization for awhile and none more especially then that crafty cat who always seemed to track him down forcing him to run up a tree while the cat sauntered off laughing a hearty laugh at his night's work.
The cat's work he was so proud of was scaring the mouse out of his mind as he walked home from social gatherings by chasing him up a tree. Every night just like clockwork the mouse would walk by not seeing the cat hiding in the shadows until it was too late and he was running for the nearest tree as fast as he could go.
The cat was a massive muscled beast of a man standing seven foot tall weighing nearly 320 pounds of solid muscle while the mouse stood not even half that at a measly five foot one, 125 pounds.
Sure Clark was not as muscular as the cat but what he lacked in muscle he made up for in speed. He thanked his lucky stars he could outlast the cat at endurance which on some nights frustrated the big feline as he stamped around in frustration kicking around garbage cans while slamming his fists through brick walls eliciting more pain then anger relief. The cat's cussing in pain echoed throughout the city attracting the attention of the local PD who wrote him up for disturbing the peace which always gave the mouse some just revenge as he broke into a fit of laughter almost falling out of the tree he was taking refuge in.
He could hear the cat grumbling to himself tearing the ticket to pieces throwing it in the trash as he walked by not knowing Clark was right above him. He could smell him but he couldn't register where he was exactly so he just threw up his big paws disappearing around the bend making his way back to his second floor apartment in a complex located off of Jackson Street a couple miles beyond where he liked to chase the mouse.
The laughs of the mouse were always short lived because the next night like clockwork the big cat was on his tail once again sending him up another tree with heart pounding out of his chest while the cat walked off laughing in delight at his night's work leaving a shivering Clark to collect his wits about him before he climbed out of the tree finishing the rest of his walk home.
Clark was getting really tired of this day in day out so one night he exited his usual social meeting place taking another route which led him to a lake with a bench on a dock overlooking it. As the moon shined its reflection off the lake Clark sat on the bench looking out over the lake sighing to himself letting his thoughts roll.
He wanted to get even with the cat but he didn't know how he was going to do it as he stared aimlessly at the reflection of the moon on the lake sulking as he thought.
"What if I sneak up on the cat when he is at home... No that would never work" Clark thought to himself sighing in displeasure. "I'd be asking for a lifetime membership to my own personal grave spot" Clark sighed as he rubbed his throbbing head in frustration as he continued to brainstorm.
He rubbed his temples as they pulsated deep within his head making more of a dull pain for the mouse as he put both of his hands on his chin leaning forward resting his elbows on his lap.
"There has to be something I can one up that mongrel with to make him leave me alone for good" Clark thought stroking his chin ruff with his small hand. "There has to be a weakness somewhere in him, there has to be" Clark pondered closing his eyes hoping a reflection of an idea would pass.
Then a thought came to his head and his eyes shot open with ears perking: "I HAVE IT!" Clark shouted. "Why don't I catch the cat at home when he least expects it by spying on him through his window later tonight? He knows I didn't come by on my usual route so maybe I can get lucky and find some kind of flaw in him that'll be to my advantage?" Clark thought outloud as a smile emerged on his face.
The plan was perfect and yet so risky but what did Clark have to lose? He knew he could never beat the cat one on one in a fist fight so what better thing to do then to trick him at his own game by finding a weakness within the cat at home to make him leave Clark alone for good? It was brilliant because no person alive could ever deny the secrets they kept at home!
Clark was up like a shot from the bench running as fast as he could home to change into more suitable clothes. When Clark reached his house on Jimmy Cricket Lane he pulled out his keys unlocking the front door as he pushed it open walking inside closing it behind him.
Clark's house was a modest little place with the customary television dominated den with kitchen connected off to the side of it with an opening looking into the den area for easy viewing of the tv while cooking. The tv was not a flat screen but more of a square box which suited Clark fine since he didn't watch much of it anyway. There was a sectional couch facing the television with two floor lamps resting on both the left and right side of it. Under each lamp sat two small coffee tables with small stacks of coffee table books resting on them. In the middle of the den sat a big wooden table with tv guides resting on the center of it with the tv's controller acting as a magnet to hold them down.
From the den/kitchen area there was a hallway with two half baths across from each other and a closet to store towels in between. At the end of the hallway sat Clark's bedroom door which was always closed when he wasn't there. He turned the knob hearing the door lurch and creek as he pushed it open walking inside flicking the lights on lighting up the room.
It was not very big and it barely had room to fit the twin mattress set bed along with a desk with a big Hewitt Packard computer monitor and tower resting on the desk humming as it ran across from the foot of the bed. There was barely enough space for the green wooden chair with denim seat cushion which was pulled all the way into the desk part of the computer area. The space in between the bed and the computer area was just big enough to fit a mouse Clark's size. Anything bigger would have to walk sideways in the tight space.
The bed itself was covered with a single plaid down comforter which really belonged on a queen sized bed and three pillows resting against the wall it backed up to with one big plush brown bear resting on all three pillows.
Beside the bed there was a window which overlooked Clark's street and some houses across the way. It had a pull down blind which Clark kept up when he was awake but pulled down when he was asleep.
Near the back of the small room on the right was a bathroom with a tub shower arrangement in it. On the far wall straight back from the bathroom sat a closet full of Clark's clothes as he opened the door to gaze at what he wanted to wear.
He chose a black hooded sweatshirt and dark colored sweats which would make his otherwise light grey appearance seem masked by the darkness. He decided to go commando this time as underwear would be too constrictive to what he had in mind. Clark slipped out of his shorts and briefs as he threw them in a hamper he kept by his closet.
He jogged into the bathroom climbing in the shower making sure to clean himself off very well as not to make the cat aware of his scent should his window be open.
Five minutes later after soaping himself down with Axe Vice body wash and washing his hair out with Equate Shampoo the mouse stepped out of the shower grabbing a towel sitting on the toilet lid beside it drying himself off while opening the door letting the steam escape out.
Clark took a second or two to admire himself in the mirror. He was very athletically built with a toned well muscled lean physique. He rubbed his well toned belly smiling coyly as he felt each lean abdominal muscle in his paw closing his eyes for a second to savor the moment. His hand went from his belly past his slightly furred crotch to the top of his legs. His legs were sculpted like that of an Olympic track star as each muscle protruded just enough to make it look more a mix of muscle and tone. Years of running track well beyond his school years had paid off as he rubbed the firm muscles of his legs smiling as he gently massaged them.
He felt the heat radiating off his groin the closer he got to it snapping him out of his massage trance as he rose up continuing to model himself in the mirror.
Clark turned around craning his head around to admire his well defined toned back and slightly muscled butt which felt firm but soft as he gripped it smiling. He softly massaged each of his butt cheeks with his hands throwing his head up slightly closing his eyes as he felt the cool moisture from the steamed room act as sort of cream on his butt cheeks as Clark did a small side step dance contently humming to himself as he stepped side to side letting the moment briefly consume him.
Clark snapped out of his haze when he felt his cock start to stir a little as he turned around to see it poking out slightly making him blush. His hands went from his butt cheeks the front of his body as he twirled around with one hand gripping his crotch while the other went down further past his slowly emerging cock.
He squeezed at his tennis ball sized nuts grunting like a dog in heat as he groped them closing his eyes murring slightly as his ten inches of well endowed rodent cock suddenly poked against his wrist startling him.
He was in quite the haze as Clark looked down blushing furiously at his full ten inches of rodent cock there right at his finger tips ready to be serviced by the hands which had brought it out of hiding.
Clark gently squeezed at his cock moaning low as it hungrily filled his paw as he dry humped into his paw simulating what an ass not his own would feel around it.
Just before he was about to give in to his fantasy Clark's eyes shot open as he quickly snapped out of it realizing he had a big cat to go spy on and could save this tender moment for later when he didn't have such pressing things to do. He quickly finished drying off walking out of the bathroom to slip on his stealth clothes which laid across his bed. As he walked his cock and balls jingled around sending little water droplets slowly cascaded off of them making Clark close his eyes as the pleasure overload enveloped his senses.
He snapped out of it once again to pull on his stealth clothes but it still was a struggle to not moan as the tip of Clark's sensitive cock grazed across the front of his sweats making him moan low as the burn from it went down his legs stopping at the bottom of his feet.
Clark sat on his bed for a few minutes until his erection went down enough to let him finish getting ready. The final thing the mouse put on was a pair of gothic style type glasses which gave off his light red eyes quite well and would allow him to see where he was going.
Satisfied with his look Clark made his way out of his room shutting the door behind him making his way out of his house closing the door behind him.
Using the moonlight to his advantage Clark quietly jogged down his street letting the moon sitting high up in the sky guide his way to the cat's apartment complex. The cat's apartment was on the otherside of the building more towards the back which was located by a babbling creek with two grass covered ATV trails on either side of it.
Clark knew where the ATV trail started which was on a side street off the main drag road. He turned onto the street jogging about a half mile down it before reaching the ATV trail head. He hooked a right and was on the trail headed toward the apartment complex about a quarter of a mile down it.
As the apartment complex came into view Clark picked up his pace letting the moonlight guide him to the back of the apartment complex. The way leading to the back of the complex had a small drainage ditch separating the complex from the trail. Clark jumped over the obstacle clearing it with ease resuming his jog to the back of the apartment complex. Once there Clark looked up to see which window contained the cat's apartment. After some looking Clark saw a light on the far side of the complex still on while the rest were off. He was sure that had to be the cat's apartment. He came to a stop at the bottom of the building looking for a way up. He let his eyes wander before he spotted a steel rain catcher spout leading all the way up to the roof of the complex passing right by the window of the lit apartment.
Clark didn't know if this was the right place but he had to chance it so using the moon as his guide he jumped up onto the steel spout not making a sound as he wrapped his knees and arms around it like a fireman about ready to go down a pole. He used his legs and arms to guide him up to the window of the lit apartment as he slowly inched his way closer to the window careful not to make a false move that would alert whoever was in the apartments below of his presence. The last thing Clark needed was the police coming out to arrest him for attempted robbery so he quietly like his namesake inched his way ever so quietly closer to the bottom of the window sitting mere inches from his field of view.
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Bruno the cat lay on his bed which barely held his massive bulk watching TV puzzled as to why the mouse he loved to chase after had not come by his usual hiding place. Maybe something had happened to him or maybe he was getting wise to the cat's game. Either way the massive feline just lay there in his depressed bed flipping through channels sulking to himself.
Bruno was not in a pleasant mood and as a matter of fact if it wasn't for the mouse he might be that way all the time. Nothing it seemed in his life went right except the mouse being predictable about when he came by the big cat's post. Sure, it pissed him off when the mouse got away but it at least gave the cat some happiness in an otherwise dull life.
It never occurred to Bruno as to why his life was so dull. He had everything a jock like him could ask for in multiple Olympic weight lifting gold medals lining his wall in his room to multiple awards for strongest man in the world and three world championship strongman trophies laying in a row on tables on the far left side of his room.
Bruno would trade all of the gold he possessed if he could just to get some happiness in his life. He had committed himself so much to his craft of being a world champion Olympic Strongman bodybuilder that his life lacked the one thing a cat like him desired the most, Happiness.
He had broken every world record there was to break and even made the Guinness Book of World Records for the first strongman to ever be able to lift two fully loaded luxury sedans with both of his massive hands. He had done it all but he had fallen into the one place all former stars like him dreaded, being alone with nothing to keep him company other then the awards he won.
It was a miserable existence and Bruno often took his frustrations out on the mouse who he had started to chase up trees because he loved the sport of being the predator chasing his prey. It added meaning to his otherwise dull life which is why he loved the mouse because the mouse was predictable and the mouse had spirit to keep going by the same area knowing the cat was going to be there to chase him.
Regardless of what the mouse thought of him the big cat was actually falling in love with him but he would never show it to the mouse. He loved the predictability of the mouse as much as he loved the commitment he had to tough it out and come back for more.
Bruno's bed creaked and groaned as he snapped out of his thoughts deciding to do a few free weight exercises to get his mind off the mouse as he reached down for one of two sets of dumbbells he kept by the side of his bed at all times as it made more protest type creeks and groans threatening to capsize under his massive weight.
Bruno grabbed a seventy pound free weight from the floor lifting it up doing curls with it as he lay there watching tv in nothing but his Speedo as he lifted the seventy pound free weight like it was a balloon going up into the clouds. He groaned and grunted picking up the pace determined to break a small sweat.
The big cat's abs flexed and his muscles in his left arm contracted as he pumped the free weight doing rep after rep making his already massive muscles gleam with sweat. His breathing picked up and his intensity of focus switched into overdrive as he pounded out several more reps before finally after rep 500 feeling tired enough in his left arm to switch his attention to the right arm.
Bruno did the same routine for the other arm as he pounded out rep after rep enjoying the brutality and the intensity of his session as his grunts turned to mini roars as he pushed himself to the absolute max as sweat started to gleam off his head making a moist spot on the pillow it rested on.
When Bruno felt his right arm starting to get tired he gave it one last push as he roared outloud on his last rep dropping the dumbbell on the floor as it made an ear piercing crash hitting the surface putting small cracks in it.
He felt his massive bulge start to stir and stretch his Speedo to the absolute limit as he picked up a 140 pound dumbbell off the floor. Bruno could feel his erection start to come to full attention as he ground out another set of 100 reps on each of his arms. With sweat pouring down his brow and his body gleaming in its droplets Bruno was determined to lift until he either broke his wimpy bed in two or could not take the pressure of his throbbing erection anymore as he saw twenty inches of fully engorged kitty cock ready to split his Speedo in two.
Bruno gave a cocky smile as the pain from his throbbing kittyhood gave more motivation then ever to squeeze as many reps as he could out before he exploded all over the front of his Speedo, his body, and the bed.
He figured the weight to do the trick was a massive 500lb dumbbell he kept under his bed for times like these. When he was reaching down to retrieve the impressive dumbbell Bruno reached down swirling one of his massive softball size balls with his finger in circles eliciting a deep grunt from the cat.
The weight of the dumbbell he was now holding in his massive hand threatened to capsize him and his bed through the floor as Bruno felt the metal of his bed expanding and starting to slowly crack as he resumed doing his reps feeling his massive throbbing kitty cock pulsate as he did so.
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Clark silently snaked his way up the rain spout hoping the light he saw on in the apartment just above him was the one where the cat lived. His breathing had picked up as he slowly made his way up to the window.
He could just barely see over the sill and noted a whole string of medals lining the walls across the room from the window so this had to be the cat's apartment.
Clark strangely felt a curiosity to see what else he could gather to get even with the cat. He now knew about the medals so what else could he find out about the cat from his perch. He reminded himself of just how high up in the air he was as he slowly snaked his way ever so slowly closer to being eye level with the window.
The closer Clark got to the window the more of the room he could see. He could tell it was a bedroom by the dimness of the room and the fact it was the only lit room in the cat's apartment. He could also tell the room had a sort of glare to it with all the gold medals lining the walls acting as a second light.
Clark took a minute to rest letting his thoughts roll before he made one last push up to being eye level with the window. What struck him the most about what little he had seen so far was why would a cat as decorated as this one was want to chase him up trees all the time but yet never try to seriously hurt him? Why was it he always heard the cat humming and laughing after he chased him up the tree? He didn't have an answer as of yet but after tonight Clark would and he'd use that knowledge to his advantage one way or another.
Clark took one final deep breath closing his eyes using his body like a spring he gave one last long push up to the window. He kept his eyes closed for a few seconds going over what he was going to take in hoping beyond all hope the cat would not see him. He gave one last deep breathe and counted down with his fingers from five before he opened his eyes as a huge glare invaded them causing him to momentarily screw them shut for a few seconds slowly opening them letting them adjust to the glare from the lights in the room.
Once his eyes were adjusted Clark took a second to survey the room, he was in awe at what he saw. He felt his jaw drop as he saw world strongman championships and Olympic medals lining the walls plus a huge trophy sitting between it all on a far display case on the otherside of the room. He couldn't believe his eyes at what he was taking in and it was almost like he had pity for this cat instead of revenge.
When his eyes locked on a picture mounted on the wall of a cat lifting two luxury sedans Clark's eyes went wide and his mouth went dry as the reality of who this cat was hit him.
"It can't be, can it?" Clark's mind raced. "It can't be him, I must be dreaming" Clark tried to reason with himself. "It can't be him, it can't be my biggest crush, it just can't be" Clark said outloud.
"It can't be Bruno Hans who has been the one chasing me up the trees for all these months, it can't be" Clark said outloud. "Out of all the people in the world it just can't be him, it can't" Clark reasoned trying to get his head around the gravity of this as his eyes went wandering around the room for answers.
It was just at that moment when Clark's eyes rested on a picture of a cat with a goatee, blue eyes, and pointed razor like ears wearing a pair of skimpy gym shorts and a tank top which barely fit his massive muscled frame lifting a huge barbell over his head which read "Hans 1979" that Clark realized this was indeed Bruno Hans his biggest crush.
He couldn't believe his eyes or his luck as his pulse raced like a raging river threatening to make him whimper. He had to take a closer look; he had to see if this indeed was the real article. If it was there was no doubt in Clark's mind he was going to find a way into that apartment or at least savor the moment for as long as he could as small droplets of drool came out of his mouth.
Having not seen the cat yet Clark felt his heart pounding through his chest as he peered in through the window looking over to his left at the tv and the huge form laying down on a bed doing reps while watching it.
He let his eyes adjust once again to the light as he tried to make out who it was laying down there watching tv. When he saw the razor like ears he nearly whimpered outloud and felt his entire body go weak as there was no doubt in his mind who this beast of a man laying there before his eyes was.
There on the bed lay his crush, his fantasy, the man of his dreams, Bruno Hans deep in a workout with massive erection stretching his red Speedo to the absolute max as he got a bird's eye view of twenty inches of engorged throbbing kitty cock pulsating. It had to be about as wide as a medium sized tree trunk as the fabric of the Speedo did little to conceal the engorged raging rod as whatever veins on it pulsated like mad making Clark's heart pound out of his chest as he locked his eyes on the massive rod licking his lips.
Two massive balls about the size of Clark's head hung out a little from the Speedo dangling like bowling balls about to be dropped on the lane. Small beads of sweat formed on them giving them a personality of their own as they glimmered in what little light there was like movie stars going down a red carpet.
Clark whimpered as his own cock shot to full attention throbbing like mad making him moan from the pain and the pleasure overload as the world around him went blank letting him lock his eyes on the sight before him.
When his gaze wasn't locked on the impressive throbbing kitty cock it was intoxicated by how each muscle on the massive cat's body took on a personality of its own like it was telling Clark to give it some attention or else.
Clark's erection was so intense he ground his cock against the rain spout watching the massive cock spit gallons of pre through the fabric of the Speedo onto the cat's left leg trickling down forming a tiny puddle of pre on the sheets.
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Bruno continued to pump the massive dumbbell he held in his hand feeling his raging kitty cock twitch making him moan low as the front of his Speedo was getting soaked in his pre which was shooting out in bucket loads down the front of his cock, balls, and his legs forming a small puddle of pre on the sheets below it.
He reached down to grip his engorged balls which felt heavy from his seed starting to build inside of them like a volcano getting ready to erupt. He used the pre trickling down on them as sort of a warm cream as he swirled them around in his fingers grunting at the sheer pleasure overload he was getting from the whole experience.
Bruno was on the verge of blowing his load as he long moan grunted out his last rep on his left arm feeling his kitty cock twitch intensely as he edged it out determined to get another set in on his right arm before he blew his load all over the place. Confidently, he tossed the massive dumbbell over to his pre soaked right hand. He clawed at his Speedo ripping it free letting his full twenty inches of cathood spring free as the smell of his sweat, arousal, and pre cum filled the entire bedroom.
He picked up the pace on his reps knowing he was close to exploding as he arched his head back shutting his eyes letting the impending orgasm start to overtake him. He gripped his engorged raging kitty cock in his massive hand as it took on a heart beat of its own throbbing like a volcano building up pressure before an eruption. It pulsated like mad in his paw as he matched the speed of his strokes with the speed of his reps.
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Clark at this point had lost track of what he wanted to do because he was too busy grinding his cock against the rain spout with eyes locked on the massive Bruno bringing himself to orgasm with his own strength.
Pre coated the front of Clark's sweats as his mouth lolled open with drool coming out of it. He was so close to blowing his own load as he feverishly humped the rain spout imagining it was the massive throbbing rod of Bruno against his own. His eyes threatened to roll back into his head as the sheer pleasure forced tiny moans out of him when his cock glided across a rise in the spout.
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A pressure started to build deep within Bruno's balls as he felt them grip themselves against his body. Five more reps to go as the intense pleasure Bruno felt deep within his balls came to ahead. He lost all control of reality and by his final rep that's all it took for a massive orgasm to rock Bruno's body as it and the bed crashed to the floor sending huge jets of kitty seed shooting up towards the ceiling making loud slop sounds as it hit the ceiling sending drops cascading back down onto Bruno's face as he rode out the massive orgasm out for all it was worth.
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When Clark saw Bruno blowing his load it was all he could handle as he screamed at the top of his lungs exploding through the front of his sweats all over the rain spout as his seed trickled down it like a small waterfall as he lost the grip with the spout falling down into some bushes below.
Bruno heard the screams which quickly broke him out of his sexual haze as he shot up to see what the noise was. He opened his window and saw nobody so maybe it must have been a passerby playing a prank as he looked down and saw some depressed bushes confirming his suspicions.
Whoever it was should have been really lucky Bruno was still too buzzed from his sexual weight lifting session to be pissed as he slammed the window shut pulling the shade down.
He'd buy a new bed and fix the floor in the morning because the only thing he desired was sleep as he lazily walked over to his ruined bed smiling coyly to himself collapsing on the seed soaked sheets flicking the light off letting sleep overtake him within minutes.
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Clark lay in the bushes totally buzzed from what he had just seen. As his head spun and the intense afterglow of his orgasm finally ebbed the mouse staggered to his feet slowly making his way home trying to clear his head.
He looked down blushing like mad at the front of his sweats which resembled sweats that had been in a swimming pool. Clark quickly picked up the pace running home as fast as he could. He opened the door running into his house slamming it shut hoping nobody had seen him or the huge stain on the front of his sweats.
A huge smile erected itself across his face as he made his way to his room gripping the front of his stained sweets feeling his erection shoot back up to full attention. He took off all his clothes collapsing into his bed holding his cum soaked cock lightly stroking it as he reflected on what he saw this night.
Tomorrow night Clark planned to surprise the big kitty at his own game and give him a night he'd never forget as the mixture of pleasure overload induced sleep slowly consumed him as he slowly stroked his cock until he fell into a deep sleep with his hand still gripped around it.
The next afternoon instead of going to his usual social gathering Clark decided to stay home to prepare for his rendezvous with the cat. He smelled of the stain of last night and he didn't want the cat to suspect it had been him who was the one who had been making the noises last night. He was lucky the entire complex did not hear his moans and that raised a small blush out of Clark as he felt his body get warm at the thought.
How was he going to approach this? Well he sure couldn't act all courageous all of a sudden so he had to plan this right and the best way was in the shower where he did his deepest thinking.
He made his way into the bathroom closing the door behind him. He took time to let the hot water cascade down his entire body shutting his eyes thinking deeply about the cat and how he was going to approach him.
He still had to play the game but this time it was going to be him holding the joker instead of the cat. When the hot water hit his sensitive cock head Clark gasped as he felt a hard twitch break him out of his thought. It was then where the idea finally hit him of he was going to play the game but he was going to trick the cat by surprising him when he least expected it. He was going to make the cat subdue to him, but how?
Then the idea hit him like a bull bucking off a rodeo rider: "Of course, that's it! Cats love to play games so why don't I play a game of my own where I turn him into a docile house cat instead of a big bruiser" Clark thought as an evil smile cracked across his face.
He knew exactly what he was going to do with this cat. He was going to reverse the roles after the cat had his usual fun. He was going to play with kitty a little as it were before kitty brought him into his apartment for the night.
However he had to be clever because this cat could easily send him to the clouds above if he wasn't too keen on the mouse's advances.
Clark knew he'd better smell like an interesting party to the cat so he washed his body off with a cat nip like scented body wash from Old Spice called Deep Clean. After he washed the lather off his body he chose an earthy scent shampoo/conditioner made by Aveda. He sniffed the shampoo before he slathered it all over his hair making sure to get it as deep as he could.
Once he had washed it out of his hair Clark shut the shower off jumping out of it letting all the scents mixed in the steam turn the bathroom into a wild forest. When he was sure the smell had gotten time to hang in the air he opened the door letting the steam out turning his room into a wild forest.
Satisfied with his now kitty proof body he added some Degree Max Strength deodorant and some Aveda Lemongrass spray on cologne to his body emerging from the bathroom satisfied he was more then ready to play the game he had in mind for the cat.
Now he could turn his attention to what he was going to wear for tonight's little escapade of naughtiness. Clark decided on going suggestive but not so suggestive to where the cat would catch on to his game.
Clark fished out a pair of black skin hugging briefs slipping them on making his way over to the mirror by his closet modeling himself by wiggling his butt seeing how well it fit in them. He twirled around chuckling to himself as he saw every outline of his package making a sort of mold for an artist to draw in the front of the briefs. He could only murr to himself at the thought of seeing his ten inches of mouse cock sticking out at attention in those briefs as he licked his lips in satisfaction at his choice of intimate wear.
Now onto the rest of his clothes which were a pair of kaki cargo shorts and a black skin hugging shirt which when worn gave him the appearance of being more muscular then he actually was. It gave the entire front and back of his body a more defined outline making him look like a bodybuilder instead of an athletic built mouse. His pecs especially had the look of pecs belonging to a Roman God instead of a mere mouse. He twirled his nipples around with his fingers marveling at how incredibly well defined the fabric of the shirt made them.
He slipped on his Khaki cargo shorts lastly before giving one last look over of himself in the mirror. He liked how his well defined round ass looked in his cargo shorts as well as his bulge which was well pronounced in the front of them.
He threw on a sliver chain necklace and his pair of gothic shades to complete the look. He slipped on some faded brown sandals getting up making his way to the window pulling the shade up. It was well past sunset as the full moon rose over the homes across the street ready to bathe the entire area in its midnight sunlight.
Clark knew it was time to go visit the cat who by now was probably waiting for him in his usual spot. He knew he'd have to play the cornered prey routine by the book if he was to get a shot at the cat.
Keeping all these things in mind Clark set out of his house closing the door behind him locking it this time. He'd go a different route but would make sure to be on the street the cat was to "chase" him on.
Clark took one deep breathe closing his eyes getting himself mentally focused going over everything he was going to do. He gave one last deep exhale as he set off into the night letting the moon light guide him as he made his way to his rendezvous with the cat.
To be continued..