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Infamous Feline

This the 3rd Story is the Series of Stuart the Zoo Cleaner.

I have not writen this story,this a comsion story i have payed for.

This was writen by the cool, tcyk89.

Link to his page below,check him out he a cool writer with good prices.

http://www.furaffinity.net/user/tcyk89/

Stuart ,Erin ,Shannon and any oc are Co own by me and tcyk89.

With Shannon out the house ,having a check up.Leaving her mate and Erin alone.So Erin descides,since their alone she would show Stuart.How she got her name,of being the disgutting Cheetah she proud of to be.

Warning this story has:coprophagia,zoophilia,fart play,face sitting ,Watersports,scat play,toilte play,marking,Dom/sub play.

Infamous Feline

Stuart was relaxing in his personal home at the zoo once again. The cage cleaner had been living at the zoo for two months now, adjusting to the new life with ease. Some of his coworkers were beginning to question Stuart's state of mind; he always showed up for work smelling awful, and a few of his friends had noticed that a snow white tigress and a smelly cheetah were spending time in his house in a cage. One of his friends even saw Erin step out the cage and nonchalantly defecate on the floor in front of Stuart. But the cage cleaner simply smiled, much to his friend's disgust. Stuart knew that someone in the zoo knew about his questionable, some would say immoral acts he committed with the tigress and cheetah. But they must've been keeping their mouths shut for one reason or another. Either way, the man was happy that he could live inside a building in the zoo without anyone interfering with his kinky activities with Erin and Shannon. Right now the man was sitting in a chair, watching television and trying to digest in peace. His stomach had been bothering him all day; the man suspected that some of the food he ate for lunch expired. Either that, or Erin had shat in his food when he wasn't looking.

The cheetah was busy strolling across the floor, purring to herself and occasionally brushing up against Stuart's legs. It wasn't until after Stuart heard Erin pass gas that he turned and looked at the cheetah, smiling leeringly as she sat down in front of him. Suddenly, the cheetah pounced and threw herself into Stuart's lap. The man shouted and grunted, breathing heavily as the large feline pressed her muzzle up against his face and licked him on the nose.

"Thanks honey. Can you get down now?" he asked, his voice strained.

The dirty cheetah grinned before she obeyed her owner's request and got down. Wagging her tail, she walked forward and shoved her face against Stuart's jeans. She sniffed his crotch for a moment before she opened her mouth and licked it a few times. Erin purred again before looking up at Stuart.

"I'm bored. Whaddaya say we do something 'fun' this evening, hmm?"

"I don't know, Erin. My stomach's been bothering me all day and I've been trying to take it easy. Maybe it's from all that shit I've been eating--literally."

"Pfft! You humans and your stomachs. Change up your diet even a little bit and you feel like you're dying! C'mon, Stuart. Don't you wanna at least watch?"

The cage cleaner started to smile again. "Depends. What am I gonna be watching you do?"

Erin grinned and wagged her tail. "I'm sure you already know. How's about I show you how I got my reputation as being the grossest cheetah in this zoo?"

Stuart looked all over the floor, the walls, and inside the cage Erin and Shannon slept in. The whole place was rife with piles of cold dung and dried-up patches of urine. The entire house stank, but Stuart and his two felines seemed to relish in the repulsive environment.

"I think you and Shannon have already proved that last month."

"But Shannon's not here today! You sent her to get her annual checkup; she won't be back until tonight, maybe tomorrow. This time, it'll just be me, and you'll see once again that I'm clearly the most disgusting feline on this side of the city!"

Stuart stared into the female cheetah's yellow eyes before glancing down and noticing her malicious grin. Even if Stuart said no, she'd go through with dirtying up the house regardless, and at some point it'd end with him blowing his load. The cage cleaner shrugged and laughed, figuring he may as well give the cheetah his consent.

"Fine, fine. You got me interested. Let's see how dirty you can really be this evening."

Erin snickered and jumped back up on Stuart's lap, causing him to grunt. But this time, she slowly turned around, purring and brushing her spotted coat of fur against his face. Erin had her ass shoved in Stuart's face; there were various brown smudges all over it, and it smelled very foul. Erin moved half of her body off the chair, making sure her backside was still pointing right at Stuart. The man heard her stomach growl softly; she was having intestinal problems too. The cheetah lifted her tail and grunted as she pushed out a couple of small farts. Suddenly, her tailhole expanded, and Stuart could see something brown sliding out already. The first log of dung exited her rectum with little noise. The cage cleaner watched as a hefty log of chunky dark brown dung landed right in his lap with a faint plop. Suddenly, Erin grunted again, and another log of the same length and thickness slithered out of her tailhole with no effort. Stuart started to get hard. He moaned subtly before he reached down and crushed the two logs against his crotch, smearing the smelly waste all around his groin. The man was about to lick his hand clean when he heard a squishy quick fart fly out of Erin's anus. Stuart could smell a small amount of watery feces dripping from her tailhole, and knew things were about to get messier.

Stuart watched Erin's tailhole open up again, but this time her bowel movement was sloppier than before. She excreted a couple of wet chunks of shit that splattered against Stuart's groin and created a revolting smell. The cheetah grunted as she released a few tiny logs of shit, all of which landed with a small plop again. Then Erin lifted her smooth, smelly rump into the air and pushed out an extraordinary amount of fecal matter. All the shit was either wet or mushy; it felt like watered-down mashed potatoes was splashing all over Stuart. The man shouted and looked down at his pants and green shirt with shock. All the excrement splattered everywhere; some of it got on the floor or chair, and a few drops managed to hit the man on his chin and neck. Stuart began to pant as he looked at Erin's tailhole, which was now laden with the wet dung.

"Fuck! What the hell have you been eating?!"

Erin grinned and wiggled her ass, letting out a noisome, squishy fart for a few seconds. Then her rectum acted up again, and another disgusting pile of wet dung soared out of Erin's anus and splashed all over Stuart's shirt, accompanied with vile-sounding flatulence. The cheetah sighed and wiggled her ass again before getting off Stuart, carelessly wiping her ass by brushing her tailhole against Stuart's left leg. Stuart breathed heavily and looked down at the brown mess all over his clothes. His shirt was hardly green anymore, and his pants were absolutely laden with the slurry. The cage cleaner pressed his hands against the feces and began to rub the slimy gunk against his pants and shirt. He exhaled loudly as he felt the warm sludge being smeared all over his body. The man grabbed the giant pile of shit on his groin and crushed it with both hands, moaning as he spread the fecal matter around. He lifted his left hand and started to lick it clean before using his other hand to smash the feces into his crotch. Stuart was having lots of fun with himself, but once the man saw Erin pass gas again and hop on the table, he stopped rubbing the shit and looked up at her.

The feline turned around, showing off her precious rump to Stuart, before she squatted and lifted her tail. Her tailhole expanded, but this time it wasn't runny shit that exploded from her anus. Instead, Stuart observed a fat and chunky log of dark brown excrement slide out of her rectum and plop onto the table. It coiled around a little before detaching itself from Erin's anus. Suddenly, the cheetah grunted again, and this time three thick but small turds came rushing out of her ass and onto the pile. Erin released some more sputtering flatulence, stinking up the air with the nasty odor of sulfur and fresh shit. Another supply of fecal matter slid out of the feline's ass again; this log looked very smooth and appetizing to Stuart. The man was almost tempted to walk over and shovel some of the dung into his mouth. But he remained seated and enjoyed the show as he kept rubbing more scat against his pants and shirt. Erin released the nasty log with little noise at all. Stuart could only hear a couple of hisses and a faint plop when the shit finally fell from Erin's ass. Then the cheetah exhaled and pushed once more, releasing another hot and funky log of feline dung into the pile. Stuart noticed this log was quite smooth too; he licked his lips, trying not to make himself drool.

Stuart thought Erin was finished, but to his surprise, the cheetah kept going. She backed up this time so her vagina was hovering above her lovely mound of shit before she sighed heavily and began to urinate. The cage cleaner heard his pants ruffle as his erection bulged against the denim. Stuart moaned as he stuck his right hand down his trousers and stroked his boner, listening and watching as Erin peed in front of him. The yellow fluids splashed against the shit with much noise; Stuart could see small drops of the yellow piss splattering off the excrement. A large puddle had formed on the table beneath the mound; the piss was turning an ugly brownish color, and the scat was becoming loose. Various small chunks of the dung broke away from the mound and got caught in a rivulet. The pile itself collapsed under its own weight as the urine weakened it. Stuart heard dripping; the piss and some shit were finally descending onto the wooden floor. Erin farted again and lifted her tail. The cat stopped urinating and slowly pushed out a few small logs of fecal matter, all of which plopped on the floor or landed at the edge of the table. She was still shitting as she resumed pissing over her pile of shit.

Stuart began to stroke his cock faster, breathing heavily as he felt Erin's shit being rubbed along his shaft. A faint squish was heard, and Stuart watched as three more thin logs plummeted from Erin's posterior onto the floor. Erin had been peeing for so long that most of the shit had broken apart and was now spreading all over the table or sliding off it and plopping on the floor. Stuart kept observing the golden fluids, panting and moaning as he rubbed his large shaft. The trickling abruptly began to stop; Erin exhaled and released a couple more streams of piss from her vagina before she stopped squatting and turned to her side. Shannon looked at what was left of the mound on the table and smirked. She nonchalantly stepped in the mound with her two front paws, purring and smearing the mess all over her paw. Then she turned around, walked backwards, and did the same thing with her hind paws. Stuart wasn't sure what she was planning, but so far he liked it. After the feline got her paws nice and filthy, she hopped off the table and ran over towards Stuart. The man had just enough time to take his hand out his pants before Erin came over and tackled him to the floor.

The man shouted as he and the feline tumbled and rolled around on the dirty floor. Eventually Stuart ended up on his back, with the cheetah pinning him down with her smelly paws. Erin wagged her tail and purred as she started to use Stuart's shirt as a doormat. She rubbed her paws on his shirt briskly before stepping forward and abruptly slapping Stuart on his left cheek. The cheetah left a brownish-yellow paw print on the man's face, much to her amusement. As Stuart began to sit up, the feline pressed her left front paw on his face, causing him to let out a muffled noise. Erin rubbed her filthy paw back and forth, smearing the piss and wet shit against his nose, face and lips. Stuart opened his mouth and licked some of the shit off before Erin turned around. Placing her hind paws on his face, she scrapped her paws against his head, acting like a rhino kicking its pile of dung into a hole. Stuart was glad the cat didn't draw her claws by mistake; she managed to scrape the excrement into his face without scratching him. Erin even moved backwards and ran part of her paw into his hair, getting that dirty too. Stuart had a perfect view of the cheetah's pussy and ass. Before he had the chance to sit up and start rimming her, Erin started to squat down. The next thing Stuart knew, she was sitting on his face.

The cheetah sighed heavily, making herself comfortable on the man's face. All Stuart could smell was the feline's disgusting rump, which had a few smudges of shit still caked in the fur. Erin farted right on the man's nose, emitting a deep and muffled trumpeting sound for a few seconds. Stuart breathed in the foul stench before he said something with a muffled voice. Erin assumed he wanted some more, so she casually wagged her tail and released two more farts, each one short but loud. Seconds later, she wiggled her ass, making sure she smeared her entire posterior against the cage cleaner's face. Erin suddenly let out a long, sputtering burst of gas that went on for almost ten seconds. Stuart's nostrils were filled with the burning noxious fumes; he could only detect the odor of the cheetah's scent, as well as sulfur and fresh shit. Erin sighed after pushing out such a large fart before several more began to follow. All the flatulence sounded like bubble wrap popping; Stuart could actually feel the gas bubbles popping against his nose. Suddenly, Erin's tailhole opened up, and the cheetah grimaced and gritted her teeth as she excreted another vile burst of flatus. The fart was short, but it sounded very deep and wet. Stuart let out a muffled shout when he felt nasty fecal matter splash against his face and inside his mouth. She made it very clear that she still had to take a shit.

Stuart lowered his jaw and listened as the smelly cheetah pushed out some more rancid gas. The flatulence was very wet and left the cage cleaner's nose moist. She scooted forward a few inches so her anus was directly over Stuart's mouth. Then she loosened her bowels and started to defecate into the man's mouth. Stuart noticed that Erin's shit was hard at first. The first log plummeted into his mouth and reached the back of his throat. Stuart closed his mouth and chewed on the fecal matter before Erin grunted again and started to release more excrement. Stuart managed to chew and swallow half the log before he opened his mouth again and waited to be fed. The next log of slurry was very smooth and soft; the chunk of cheetah scat fell onto his tongue and coiled inside the man's mouth very quietly. Erin let out a few more silent farts, but Stuart's nose was basking in the rotten stench of Erin's defecation. After she pushed out the second log, Stuart closed his mouth and chewed thoroughly; he moaned and savored a flavor that would make most human beings vomit instantly. The smelly cheetah let out another tiny fart, and light brown feces started to drip from her behind. Things were about to get messy again.

Stuart listened as the cheetah let out a couple of squishy farts, and then began to defecate in his mouth again. This time the fecal matter was very soft and watery; dozens of tiny chunks filled the man's mouth. It wasn't exactly diarrhea, but Stuart knew that the female cheetah was having the same kind of bowel problems he was suffering. The hot shit squirted out of Erin's ass vehemently, splattering all over the cage cleaner's face and chin. Erin lifted her ass and took a few steps backwards, then sighed and sharted all over his forehead. The flatulence and runny shit was blasted all over the man's hair; Stuart could feel all the mushy chunks splashing against his hair. The malodorous odor of rotten eggs filled Stuart's nose again, this time stronger than before. After ruining the man's hair, Erin took a few steps forward and shat into his mouth some more, this time managing to push out a few large (but still very wet) logs. The excrement was so squishy that Stuart didn't even need to chew. The warm shit dissolved in his mouth, and he let the excrement slither down his esophagus. As Stuart consumed the scat, he heard his own stomach growl and felt some pressure in his bowels. He was seriously beginning to wonder if he should continue eating what came out of the cheetah's ass.

Erin shook her derriere in the cage cleaner's face before she sharted onto his nose and snickered. The man started to moan and breathe heavily, licking all the shit from his lips and rubbing all the shit that got on his face away. The last few drops of putrid slurry dripped from Erin's behind; Stuart moaned and lifted his head slightly, his nose brushing against Erin's stinky, furry rump. The cage cleaner figured Erin could use a good "cleaning," so he extended his tongue and began to lick her tailhole. Erin purred softly and felt her pussy grow moist. All this scat-play and being filthy for her master was putting her in heat. And now he was rimming her without having to be asked or forced. Stuart didn't bother trying to get her tailhole squeaky-clean; it was far too late for that. Instead, he gathered up all the wet fecal matter that was spread around the cheetah's ring. He licked up the still warm gunk before he stuck his tongue back in and moaned happily. Then he stuffed his nose against the feline's hole and jammed his tongue right inside her anus. Erin let out a vocal and euphoric yowl, shuddering as she felt her master's wet lingua rolling around inside her rectum. Stuart slurped noisily as he licked all the wet scat from her ass, swallowing it with no trouble at all. The man panted as he felt the erection in his pants throbbing; Stuart reached down and squeezed his dick, longing to stick his cock inside Erin's foul posterior.

The man continued to rim the feline, his saliva loosening up some of the dried-up scat still lodged inside her rectum. But Stuart didn't fixate on scraping all those pieces out, and focused his attention on all the wet shit. As he rimmed, Stuart heard something trickling and felt his chest grow warm. Stuart lowered his head and looked down at his shirt. A large puddle was on it, and fluids were dripping from Erin's pussy. More fluids gushed out, and the warm puddle on the man's chest grew larger and expanded. Erin grinned and squatted a little lower, then proceeded to start urinating on Stuart's shirt. The man stopped rimming entirely; he fixated on watching the beautiful golden fluids as they descended from her vagina and splashed on his shirt. The cooling dung on his clothes was becoming a disgusting yellowish-brown color; some of the fecal matter was being rinsed out of the material. Erin took a few steps forward and began to pee on Stuart's pants, namely his cock. Stuart breathed heavily as he heard the fierce downpour; all the luscious fluids splashed off the denim and his cock. The urine spilled in all directions, soaking into his jeans and making them moist. The feline was peeing so hard that Stuart could feel some of the urine bleeding through the denim and wetting his legs.

Erin teased her master some more, walking backwards and leaving a nice trail of urine all over his body. When her pussy was hovering over Stuart's head, she stopped and pissed all over his face. The scat was washed away in record time; all the smudges and brown stains were rinsed from his face, making a large puddle on the floor. Stuart rubbed the musky urine through his hair and all over his face to get it clean, then opened his mouth and began to drink. Stuart gulped audibly as the delicious and sterile urine went down his throat. He closed his mouth and gulped hard before sighing as the warm fluids rained down on his lips. The man listened to the chaotic splashing and moaned as the puddle around his head grew larger and larger in diameter. Erin stopped pissing for a few seconds, teasing the man by only letting out a few drops, and then pushed out the rest of the musky fluids. Stuart chugged the hot urine with much noise again, swallowing the fluids and getting rid of the excrement flavor in his mouth. Stuart burped and spluttered when more piss when down his throat, but after coughing up some of the piss and shaking his head, Stuart sighed and lowered his jaw for another drink. The cage cleaner could tell that Erin's stream of piss was rescinding, so he wanted to make sure he drank it all before the downpour ceased entirely.

She peed for another ten or fifteen seconds before the thin rivulet turned into nothing except a few drops plummeting from the female cheetah's vagina. Stuart lifted his head and gave Erin's pussy a few licks, making her shudder again as she became wet. However, the cheetah still had more shit to release, so she quickly hopped over Stuart, much to his annoyance. The man flipped himself over, got on his knees, and stared at Erin, who once again had her back to him. She wagged her tail before squatting and raising her tail. Without even grunting or sighing, the cheetah let out a few small farts, then began to defecate all over the wooden floor. Her shit wasn't runny this time, but the logs were still smooth and long. The first one came out nicely, landing on the floor and then edging backwards like a snake. The second log came out more noisily; all Stuart heard was intense crackling. But the six-inch log still managed to slide out of Erin's anus with little effort, and the shit piled on top of itself, becoming so large that it almost made contact with Erin's ass. It toppled over just seconds before Erin excreted the final portion of dung. The last chunk started out as a log, but after more crackling, Erin farted and pushed out the scat simultaneously, creating a large and light brownish mound of chunky dung.

Erin turned around and lowered her head, giving her pile of excrement a few whiffs. She flicked her eyes at Stuart and growled with a malicious grin on her face. The cheetah lowered her head again and opened her mouth, giving her pile of dung a few licks. Erin exhaled with her tongue hanging out her mouth before she lowered her head and gave her pile some more licks. Without warning, she stuck her muzzle into the mound and ravenously began to gobble up the slurry. She didn't pause or even stop; Erin slurped and panted as she bit down on the scat, making sure that nearly the entire pile was in her maw. After she finished getting it all in her mouth, she lifted her head and walked over to Stuart, grinning. The cheetah opened her maw when she was a few feet away from him, revealing all the shit inside. She hadn't swallowed it at all. The man could already smell her foul breath before she got in front of his face. Stuart opened his mouth in order to ask something, but the cheetah rushed forward and shoved her entire muzzle against his mouth. The cage cleaner gagged at first; Erin was transferring her scat into his mouth, slobbering and slurping in what appeared to be a very wet and messy kiss. But after Stuart was accustomed to the taste again, he moaned and placed his hands on her head.

Both of them slobbered as they exchanged the fecal matter. Some of the saliva and defecation dripped to the floor, but most of it managed to stay in their mouths. It didn't take long for either of them to get their fair share, and pretty soon, the cheetah took her mouth away. She licked her lips and belched, giving Stuart another whiff of her rotten breath. But Stuart was too concerned about the boner in his trousers to care about anything else. After he swallowed Erin's feces, he got to his feet and began to undo his pants. Just as he was about to pull them down, there was a knock on the door.

"...Goddamnit," growled Stuart.

"Ignore them, Master! C'mon, let's--"

"I can't. It might be my boss. Just give me a moment."

Erin huffed and sat down while Stuart headed over to the front door. He opened it slowly, hoping not to reveal his current state to whoever was outside. But to his surprise, a familiar face pushed the door all the way open with her head and strolled right in. It was Shannon.

"Shannon?! I thought you weren't supposed to be back until tomorrow!"

The white tigress giggled and wagged her tail. "They let me go early for good behavior. 'Sides, as far as the doctors can tell I'm perfectly fine."

Stuart looked outside, but no one was there. "Where's the guy who was with you?"

"Oh, he just knocked on the door and left. Guess a few people told him about you and Erin and some of the 'activities' they think you engage in. He left before the stench of this place got to him."

Stuart smirked before he closed and locked the door. Afterwards, he walked over to Shannon and took off the leash strapped around her neck. The white tigress didn't even have to look at her master to figure out what he had been up to while she was gone. The smell told her everything.

"I take it you and Erin have been playing with each other?"

"Maybe," said Erin leeringly.

Shannon purred and wagged her tail. "Mind if I join in?"

"Sure! You--"

Stuart didn't get any further. His stomach acted up again; he knew he couldn't hold this in any longer. Breathing heavily, Stuart walked into the middle of the living room and started to undo his pants. He pulled down his pants and underwear and squatted like any common animal would, showing off his toned ass to Shannon. Then he grunted hard and voided his bowels all over the floor. Shannon watched with wide eyes as her master shat onto the floor, leaving a humongous and thick pile right underneath his ass. Stuart had to go so badly that it only took him a few seconds to finish. All the mushy shit spewed out of his anus in record time, creating a vile pile of sloppy brown gunk that smelled awful. Stuart breathed heavily, letting out a couple of farts as the last two pieces of dung descended from his anus. Shannon walked over to the pile of shit and sniffed it a few times, smiling.

"...On second thought, you two finish. I'll just sit here and watch while I enjoy my dinner."

Stuart exhaled. "You sure?"

The tigress nodded. "To be honest, I always did wonder what human shit tasted like..."

Stuart smiled. "If you say so, Shannon."

The white tigress lied flat on her stomach and began to nibble at the human waste, licking and biting into the soft pile of shit. Meanwhile, Stuart walked over to Erin, his cock still hard as a rock. The female cheetah wiggled her messy rump at the man before lifting her tail high and exposing her tender tailhole. Stuart positioned himself behind the cheetah and grabbed her waist. Then he thrust forward, causing the cheetah to yowl. Shannon put another small amount of shit into her mouth and began to chew. She watched her master as he thrust forward over and over again, his testicles flopping around with each thrust. Erin let out an exaggerated yowl of ecstasy as she felt the human's cock going back and forth. The cage cleaner panted as he tightened his grip around the cheetah's waist and continued, feeling the shit inside her ass squish around his dick. Shannon scooped up more fecal matter and watched as Stuart stopped and smacked the female spotted feline on the ass. Erin yowled again before curling her tail and purring. Stuart exhaled a few times before he stepped forward and lodged his entire shaft into the cheetah's rear end. He was standing so close to Erin that his hairy crotch was brushing against her smelly fur.

Stuart began to thrust again, this time going deeper and harder than before. Everytime the man shoved his cock into Erin, he would grunt and the cheetah would purr or yowl softly. Her pussy was moist just like before; some of the fluids were beginning to leak from her vagina. Stuart had already released some precum when Erin was feeding her, so he knew he would end up ejaculating in a short time. As Stuart continued to thrust, Shannon stuffed her face into her master's pile of excrement, breathing deeply and purring with amusement. She started to gobble down all the shit, surprised at the difference between human and feline scat. Her master's shit was easy to swallow and had a musky, alluring scent that made it easier for her to keep down. Of course, the feces also reeked of rotten eggs, but the slight musky scent was comforting. Meanwhile, Stuart was thrusting into the cheetah even faster now, his cock creating a faint squishy sound with each thrust. Both he and Erin were panting heavily. Erin's pussy was dripping with fluids, and she could feel the man's precum oozing out of his dick. Both of them had been holding in their cum and were finally ready to let it all out.

Like always, Erin had to tease her master when they fucked each other, and tonight was no exception. As Stuart neared ejaculation, Erin grunted and pushed out a wet fart all over his penis. Stuart wasn't sure if she shat on his dick, but his cock had suddenly grown warm and wet. Whatever Erin just pushed out was splashing all over his penis, much to his delight. Stuart growled and began to thrust a bit slower now. He could feel the cum soaring through his urethra and held some of it back. He thrust forward and grunted, his cock leaking a little semen. Then he shouted and shoved his entire shaft into her anus, blowing his load. As the man came, Erin gasped and heard something splashing from behind. The cheetah could feel the warm fluids gushing out of her pussy and getting her hind paws wet. The splashing only lasted for a few seconds, then it turned into soft dripping and the noise settled down. Stuart panted a few times before he grunted and pulled out of Erin. The moment his dick was free, Erin carelessly released his load. All the milky fluids splashed against his legs and feet, creating a large and messy puddle on the floor. Stuart shouted and took a few steps back, watching as some runny scat soared out of her ass too.

"Whoops," she said innocently.

The cage cleaner just sighed heavily and shook his head, staring at the sticky puddle his feet were simmering in. Then he glanced up at Erin's tailhole and stared at the bits of cum still dripping from her anus. The man slowly walked over and licked the fluids dripping from her ass before Erin farted and lowered her tail. Stuart sighed deeply, exhausted over another dirty session with one of his two cats. The cage cleaner put his chair back up and sat down with a loud huff, slouching over as his flaccid cock hung from his crotch. Shannon walked over to Stuart and began to lick his penis clean right before Erin ran over and joined her. Both of them took turns licking his member, but due to Erin's nature, she went as far as sucking on the penis, and even bit down a few times.

"Okay, okay, I think it's clean now," said Stuart vocally.

The felines looked up at Stuart and smirked before they sat down beside the chair; Erin was on the left, and Shannon was on the right. The cage cleaner reached over and rubbed both of their heads simultaneously, smiling.

"I'm so glad that the zoo chose me to be your personal 'trainers,'" said Stuart.

The two felines stood in front of Stuart before purring and brushing their coats of fur against his legs.

"So are we, Master," said Shannon.

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