Cat and Mouse
Cat and Mouse
By Neopuc
It had been a long day at the office. They usually were, but I still enjoyed my job. This day had just been a little extra difficult though. It was one of those rainy days where you just wanted to stay at home and in bed all day long. I could not help but fall asleep a few times at work, as had a few others. The drive home had been bad due to the weather and it had been a real relief once I had made it home. I had a few errands that I should have run, but I decided to put everything off until another day. At that point I did not feel like going out in the rain.
I spent a little bit of time checking up on my messages. It was most of the same stuff. My friends were still trying to set me up with a girlfriend. They felt the need to try and set me up with a new girl just about every week. Most of the ones they chose happened to be looking more for short flings than a long term relationship. For most guys that would have been fine, but I happened to be one of the few that was more interested in a serious relationship than something that was quick and dirty.
After that I cooked myself something for dinner. By the time I had finished with my dinner and cleaned up I was feeling really lazy. I took a little bath to relax and dressed up in my pajamas afterwards. At 26 years of age I felt a little depressed that I was spending my Friday night laying around doing nothing. My friends said that I should have been beating the girls off by now. Personally, I thought I looked alright, but I did not think I was anything special. They probably thought that I looked better compared to them because I actually exercised and I kept my nice brown hair under control. I decided that I would make up for my lack of activity next week. Who knows, maybe I would get lucky and finally meet my special somebody then. It was on that thought that I started drifting asleep while watching the television.
As I drifted off to sleep I thought that I felt something pleasant spreading throughout my body. It was really relaxing and it helped me fall almost completely asleep. Then something else started happening to me. It was more of a tingling sensation that was starting to compete with the other sensation. The new sensation was not the least bit pleasant. It was actually very disturbing. Unlike the other feeling that had lulled me to sleep, the new one felt like it was forcing me into a deep slumber. I instinctively tried to fight against the new sensation but I had no idea how to do so. After being tugged between the two forces for what felt like a few minutes I lost the fight to stay awake and drifted off into a fearful slumber.
When next I woke both sensations were gone. And so were a few other things. I was no longer in my room and, as far as I could tell, I was no longer in the city either. Unless the city park had somehow managed to get a bunch of huge weird looking plants I did not know where I could be. I started wandering around, wondering if I was just dreaming. Maybe those feelings I had were clues that I was sick and that I was now having some sort of fever induce hallucination. Everything seemed a bit too real for that though. The loud noises I heard approaching me also sounded real enough and the large furry shapes I could see moving through the odd forest I had found myself in seemed large enough that I should be running away from them, which I did.
It was not really much of a chase. The things, whatever they were, seemed to be tracking me. They were pretty good trackers too. Those things were also much faster than I was. I was never really able to get a good look at them since I did not want to end up running into one of the huge plants that populated this area. That did not really help me. It had only been about seven or eight seconds after I started running that a large clawed hand gripped me around my waist. That hand was considerably larger than a dinner plate and I did not want to get a look at what those longer slender fingers belonged to. In the end I did not have much choice in the matter. The fingers that wrapped around me were as hard as steel and I could not free myself from the grip of the creature.
"Calm down little guy. I'm not going to hurt you," said a deep voice from behind me. The voice was inhumanely deep and it definitely sounded like it belonged to something as large as what I had seen through all these plants. The creature slowly turned me around until I was looking at it. Even though I was not expecting something human I was also not expecting something that looked sort of like a white furred and black spotted mouse that was just a little under three times my size. The mouse probably weighed far more than three times my weight. He had a very muscular build and it was easy to tell that he would have been far stronger than me even if we were the same size. The fact that he was an anthropomorphic mouse was also very unusual.
After partially getting over my shock of seeing the creature I asked, "What do you want with me?"
"We were just trying to help you out. One of the Lalines was going to try and summon you to this world and we tried to get you first. Unfortunately, one of them interfered with our summoning and we thought you were lost to us," explained the mouse, "It was a good thing one of us spotted you or you would have been stuck in the front yard all alone. Then, even if you made it out of the yard one of the other Lalines might have spotted you on the sidewalk and you would have been in some real trouble."
"What's a Laline and what to you mean by we?"
The mouse smiled and said, "You'll find out what a Laline is soon enough. And as for we, come on out guys." If the sight of one giant mouse was surprising, the sight of six of them was just plain shocking. They were all heavily muscled, making me think that their entire species was like that. Like normal mice, they came in a wide variety of colors. Despite their size and their musculature they still looked kind of cute. I was not about to say that out loud to creatures much larger than I was though.
All of the mice seemed interested in me, but none of them seemed unfriendly. It was eventually a brown mouse that said, "So he did manage to get here safely. Good, I was worried something had happened to him in between worlds. What's your name my new friend?"
I was happy that they already considered me a friend and I almost sighed in relief as I responded to the mouse, "My name's Terrance. If you guys saved me from one of these Laline creatures I guess I should thank you."
A gray mouse responded saying, "It was no problem, but you are not out of danger yet. We need to get inside before we're spotted and then we need to get back to our shelter in the house before the mistress of the house gets home."
"Shelter?" I said quizzically.
"Don't worry about that, just hold on tight while we run back to the house," said the mouse that was holding me. Before I knew what was going on the mouse had thrown me on his back and they all sprinted off in the opposite direction I had been running. It was difficult holding on and the soft fur did nothing to make the rock hard muscles beneath me any more comfortable as the mouse ran. I would have been happy that it was a short run if I had not seen the size of the house we were headed toward. Due to the size of the mice I was expecting a huge house, but what I was seeing was definitely not scaled to their size. That house was made for something far larger than they were.
Everything suddenly dawned on me. They had said that we were in a yard. I thought that, well, I don't know what I really thought. It had never occurred to me that we were in an actual front yard though. In this place I was incredibly small compared to the creatures that lived here. It just seemed a ludicrous idea that the mouse I was riding on really was still a rodent here. I did not think I wanted to meet the resident of that house when she came back home.
The mice scurried down a relatively small hole about midway between the front door and the side of the house. Despite the mice saying that they summoned me, which indicated magic as far as I was concerned, the house looked like an awfully ordinary giant house. There was nothing magical about it, at least not until we entered the house. The hole led behind piece of furniture inside the house. Even though the person who owned the house was not home the mice were still cautious. Before we emerged into the open the mouse carrying me took me off his back so that he could speak to me.
"Terrance, if you should see a Laline there are some things I need to warn you about. Since you are not a magical creature you will not have any resistance to their influence," the mouse explained, "If you gaze upon the mistress of the house you will feel an overwhelming desire to go to her if you look into her eyes. You must resist the urge as best you can. The Laline are cruel creatures and the mistress would just toy with you before making a meal out of you, if there was enough left of you after she was finished playing with you that is."
After that warning I was feeling a little scared. The thought of a creature that could draw me to my own demise by simply looking at me was a frightening thing. But, before I could think too much of it the mouse had thrown me back on his back and he was running back out into the open. That was when I was able to get a good look at the interior of the house. Some things were the same as back on Earth, but others were very different. Every piece of technology seemed to have a magical equivalent here. Lamps were replaced with obelisks that looked like the tips could give off light when on. In the place of a television was a mirror like object. Power outlets were odd plates that were covered in some weird script I had never seen before. The entire house was like that from what I could see.
I did not get to see much of the house before I heard the front door unlocking. It probably would have been a good idea not to look back and see what was coming in, but I could not help myself. What my eyes saw made me feel like I had not made a mistake. Apparently, Laline did not sound a lot like feline for no reason at all. The creature I was looking at definitely looked like a feline of some sort. She did not quite resemble any feline on Earth and that was not because she walked on two legs.
The Laline that entered the house was obviously a female if the rather large lumps that the form fitting t-shirt she was wearing did nothing to hide meant the same thing among her kind as it did among humans. What I could see of her fur that was not hidden beneath her shirt and mini skirt was snow white in color. It also looked dense and soft, like that of a creature that was used to living in a cold environment. There was some other color to her fur though. At first I had thought she was wearing dark blue socks and gloves, but I was soon able to tell that was her actual fur. Like a human, she had ten fingers and toes. Her feet still resembled paws more than a human's foot though. The Laline's tail was also very noticeable since it was as long as she was tall and the fur on it was so long and fluffy that her tail looked as thick as the rest of her body. Her body was not that bad either. She had a lean athletic build to her that I could not help but fell a certain attraction to. I also noticed that the obsidian scimitar shaped claws on her toes and fingers kept going in and out as if she were angry or agitated about something. My eyes started straying toward her head and I noticed she had long smooth platinum colored hair before I finally made it all the way up. She was muttering something to herself and I was able to get a good look at her razor sharp teeth. And I do mean they were razor sharp. For a creature of her size I thought the tips of her teeth would look at least a little rounded, but that was not the case. The Laline had a cute triangular shaped pink nose and before I knew it I was looking into slit pupil eyes that were the same shade of blue as the fur on her arms and legs.
I did not even notice as I released my grasp on the mouse's back and let myself fall to the floor. The Laline had stopped muttering to herself and her eyes instantly locked onto me. Some part of me was screaming at me to run from the creature. She was as large compared to the mice on this world as I was compared to the mice on mine, maybe larger. There was something about her smile that seemed so welcoming to me though. I wanted to be with her and I was taking steps closer to her. The mice had been right, she had some sort of magic that was getting me to walk straight to my own death and I felt that there was nothing that I could do about it. Fortunately the mice noticed my absence and came back for me before the Laline could get her hands on me.
Upon sighting the mice the expression on the Laline's face changed dramatically. Her brows furrowed and the slits in her eyes narrowed to the point that they were nearly nonexistent. Thin black lips drew back and displayed her wicked looking fangs in a vicious snarl. She also looked like she more than doubled in size as all of her fur stood on end. The effect that had on her tail was especially dramatic. "So he did get here after all and you vermin dare to try to claim him for your own. I think I've tolerated your presence long enough," said the Laline. Despite the threatening tone in her voice there was a certain melodious quality to her voice. The urge to talk to her was extremely dampened at the moment, though, since approaching something that looked to be over a thousand feet tall and was very angry seemed like an awfully good way to die.
Of course, I had been the only one paying attention to the Laline. The mice were running away and the mouse carrying me had me tucked under one arm. While the mice were busy trying to escape I was able to observe the giant feline in action. She moved amazingly fast and with such grace that I could not help but stare at her. I wondered what she was doing as she passed right by the group of mice and pushed aside a bookcase with ease. Then I spotted the hole in the wall and watched as she stuffed a towel from a nearby table in the opening. The mice were forced to stop and turn in a new direction with their escape path cut off. Unfortunately, the same thing happened again, and again, and again. The mice had a lot of escape routes, but the Laline seemed to know about all of them and she had objects nearby to stuff up all the holes that indicated she had been ready for a situation like this.
I was starting to feel scared despite the slight attraction I felt for the creature now padding slowly around the group of mice now that all of their escape routes were cut off. "You didn't honestly think that I was unaware of the damage you tiny intruders have been causing to my home," the Laline stated arrogantly, "I've shown you more kindness than your kind deserves by letting you remain safely in my home for so long and this is how you repay me. You've dared to try and steal my Dasvren. Unforgivable." I assumed that I was what the Laline had called a Dasvren.
The mice briefly tightened up into one big group and then they were all off running in different directions. I saw that the Laline just smiled at this and set off after one of the mice. It was kind of a relief that it was not the mouse carrying me that the Laline was after, but I also kind of wished that she was after me. The latter feeling kind of faded as I saw what happened to the first mouse that the Laline caught up to. She pinned him beneath one of her paws and started slowly pressing down. At first I could hear the mouse crying his defiance, but after his bones started cracking the screams of defiance became just plain screams. The cracking and popping noises went on for a while as I watched the mouse get compressed into the floor. Then it was all over as the mouse's body could no longer stand the pressure being applied to it and gave out as the Laline's paw pressed flat against the floor. The Laline twisted her paw a couple of times against the floor and a small red pool formed around that paw.
Things did not go much better for the next mouse she caught up to. She picked the mouse up just before it could manage to hide under a couch. The heavily muscled mouse seemed helpless in the grip of the titanic predator. It was a good thing for the mouse that the Laline was willing to give it a much quicker ending than its companion. That did not mean it was less messy though. She gripped the upper half of the mouse's body in one hand and its lower body in the other. One twist was all it took to tear the mouse in half. I did not feel the need to look at what spilled out onto the floor. To me it was just a good thing that the Laline was willing to throw the mouse's remains away into a nice tall trashcan instead of leaving it in the floor for me to see like the remains of the other crushed mouse.
All of the mice had managed to find cover behind or under something by the time that mouse was torn in half. My mouse had hidden us under a couch. It seemed woefully inadequate to me after seeing how easily the Laline had moved that bookcase. At least it was better than being out in the open. I had to keep an eye on the Laline's paws as she walked around. If it was not for the clacking of her claws against the floor she would not have made any noise whatsoever. I could still feel the thumping of her paws as she walked, but the lack of noise was disconcerting. It was amazing how well the padding on her paws could silence her movement.
"Do you honestly think you can hide from me? I can hear your wretched little hearts beating. All of you are going to die today and I will have my Dasvren back," said the Laline. I wondered if she really could hear our hearts beating. Those large triangular ears on the top of her head made me think that she could. The slow clacking of her claws against the floor suddenly quickened as the Laline dashed across the room and another piece of furniture was moved aside. I could see the form of a mouse try to dart away from the giant feline only to have its tail caught under one of her paws.
"And what should I do with you," said the Laline, "Oh, I've got an idea." She used her toes to grab onto the mouse's tail and then tossed it up into the air. Before it could come down and hit the ground she used her other paw to kick it back into the air. She repeated doing that quite a few times. The Laline reminded me of a person playing with a hacky sack, except that the hacky sack was a living thing that could not possibly survive getting kicked around like that. After a couple of minutes the Laline kicked the mouse especially high into the air, then cocked her leg back, and when the mouse came down she kicked it hard enough that I heard bones snapping. When the mouse hit the side of a wall there was a sickening crunch and the mouse did not move again.
I had barely noticed that one of the mice had been setting up a little trap for the Laline. It was nothing too complicated. The mouse had managed to get a hold of a little rope and had tied it up tightly behind the Laline. It looked like it was set up to trip her. That probably would not do much, but it should have given the mice a little time to make a good escaped attempt in the precious seconds it would take the Laline to recover. The trap did partially work. When the Laline turned around to look for the other mice she tripped right over the rope. She was far too graceful to just fall down though. After a little yelp of surprise the Laline managed to get her hands beneath her and do one of the most spectacular flips I had ever seen. She was not completely saved though. As her paws came down on a rug laying on the floor her momentum caused it to slip out from beneath her and she did actually fall backwards that time. The problem for the mouse that set the trap was that it was beneath her as she fell. A loud boom and squelching noise was heard as the mouse was crushed beneath the Laline's furry rear.
The other mice did not hesitate to try and make their escape while the Laline was recovering. She was also kind enough to give us some extra time as she peeled the mouse of her rear and said, "Crushed beneath my butt. That makes me feel fat." The sound of the mice skittering across her floor was enough to get her attention pretty quickly and she smiled and said, "Thanks for coming out. This will make things much easier." She was not kidding about that either. The Laline was lightning fast as she pursued the mice. She was easily able to scoop up one of the mice and that left only me and the mouse carrying me not in the grasp of the massive feline.
That did not last for long. As the Laline had bent down to grasp the mouse carrying me the mouse tried to dodge. He did manage to avoid being taken in hand, but her fingers still managed to knock him over. I was knocked out of his grasp and went sliding across the floor. The mouse cried out for me to get out of there just as the Laline picked him up.
I did try running but the Laline said, "Where do you think you're going little mister." Before I knew it I was pinned beneath a paw. Only my head was free and staring up at her between two of her toes. I was surprised that it did not hurt to have the Laline pinning me down like that. Even though I had seen her crush a mouse three times my size beneath her other paw I found the pads of her paw to be pleasantly soft. She even smelled nice from up close. There was a sweet gingery smell to her and I had to resist the urge to tell her that she smelled nice.
What I did say was, "Uh, good kitty. Nice kitty." I did so as a tried to caress the underside of her paw as best I could. Her reaction was more than a little surprising to me. A contented expression crossed her face as she closed her eyes and actually started purring.
There was a gurgling noise from her stomach that silenced her purring and I could swear that she actually looked a little embarrassed. "Oh my, I guess I'm hungry after all. It's a good thing I have a couple of tasty morsels right here," said the Laline and then she looked down at me, "I guess we'll have to save that for later." The Laline managed to use her toes to position me between the two of them that my head had been trapped between. Her toes then tightened up around me so that the lower half of my body was held firmly between them. My hands were able to hold onto the tops of her toes as she started to walk off to the kitchen. It was actually a kind of fun ride and she did have lovely toes to ride between.
The Laline spent a bit of time in the kitchen preparing her meal before she eventually reached down for me. I had expected a creature as large as she was to be pretty rough with me, but her touch was soft as a feather. She held me in the palm of her hand for a little while as she looked me up and down. Then she twitched her whiskers and flicked her ears a bit, almost as if she were doing it in amusement, before setting me down on the counter with the mice. They were both on a plate, but one of them looked like he was a component in a sandwich while the other was just tied up and looked like he was dripping sauces of some sort.
"So, what's your name?" the Laline asked as she picked up the sandwich.
"It's," was all I could say before she took a bite out of her meal. Her teeth sheered right through flesh and bone as if it were nothing. The mouse had disappeared from the torso up into the Laline's mouth. There was a considerable amount of blood splatter and a small stream of the stuff trickled down her jaw.
"Sorry, looks like she was a juicy one. Please go on," the Laline said to me as she cleaned the blood out of her fur.
"M-m-my name's Terrance," I responded fearfully.
"Terrance," she repeated, "I like how that sounds. My name is Alyane." After that she could not talk for a little while as she finished off the rest of her sandwich.
"Please don't hurt me Alyane, and let the other mouse go," I pleaded.
"I don't know why you would want me to let a part of my meal go, but the mouse is mine. And what makes you think I want to hurt you?"
She was serious about the mouse. I watched as she picked it up by the tail and lowered him into her mouth. Alyane started sucking the sauces off the mouse as his tail waved around wildly in the air from between her lips while she stared at me as if expecting a response to her question. I did not want to disappoint the giant feline so I said, "The mice told me that you were going to toy with me and that if there was enough left of me when you were done that you were going to eat me."
Alyane puckered her lips and sucked in the mouse's tail. Then there was an audible gulp followed by a large lump descended her throat. "That doesn't sound like a bad idea my little Dasvren." If I could have seen myself in a mirror I was certain my face would have been white. Then Alyane continued talking, "Let's take you back to my room so we can play a little bit." Before I had the chance to voice my objection she had gathered me up in one hand and there was a slightly puzzled look on her face. She was thinking about something and I did not figure out what until she used her other hand to stretch out her skirt before she dropped me down her panties. The feline had been thinking about where to put me.
As she walked I was shifted around the dark, but pleasant smelling environment. It was not until I was pressed up against something slightly moist that I realized I was smelling her arousal. I was torn between wanting to explore the depths of Alyane and wanting to survive. The decision was eventually made for me as I became tangled up in the fur that surrounded the area and I was forced to wait for Alyane to free me. That did not take long. When she saw disrobed and saw me tangled up in her fur she actually laughed at me. It was not an evil laugh, though, it was a rather pleasant laugh that I enjoyed listening to. That laugh made me feel confident enough to ask, "Could you please help me out here?"
"I suppose I could do you this one favor. But, you are going to have to pay me back," Alyane said with the slight trace of a purr in her voice. All I did was gulp in response to what she said as she gently pulled me out of her fur. Then she laid down in a luxurious looking bed while holding me between two fingers above her head. She just smiled at me for a little while before saying, "And now for that payback." Alyane turned over on her stomach and twisted backwards so she could place me on an upturned paw pad. Then she stretched back out and rested on a couple of pillows with her arms beneath her. After I just sat there for a little while Alyane said, "Well, what are you waiting for? Get started."
It was then that I realized I was supposed to be giving her a paw massage. Considering that the mice had not faired so well with Alyane I figured that I was pretty lucky to only have to give her a message, even though she had toes larger than I was and there was a lot of paw to massage. That did not mean I was unhappy though. She really did have quite lovely paws, even if she had used one of them to crush a mouse flat. It was a good thing for me that it looked like she had wiped both her paws clean. The pads of her paws also appeared to be very sensitive. As I started rubbing the balls of her paw she started purring almost immediately. I found myself smiling as I caressed the soft smooth pads of her paws. They were very pleasant to the touch and that nice gingery smell filled the air.
Every once and a while I noticed that Alyane's toes would curl up in pleasure. I hoped that was a good sign. If I did a good enough job Alyane might let me live. "You're doing a good job Terrance, but don't forget about the toes," Alyane called out to me in between her purring. I had been hesitating to get near to those large digits. They may have just been curling up in pleasure but they would have killed me if I was on her toes when they curled up. She probably was not going to give me much of a choice though. Once I worked up the courage I started moving out to her toes. Almost immediately I felt movement and I thought that I was finished. The sound of my yelp was drowned out as Alyane started giggling. All she did was wiggle her toes playfully, bouncing me around between them and leaving me completely unharmed.
I was starting to get the image that Alyane was a playful creature. That made me wonder if she was more like a cat playing with her meal first. It was something that I kept in mind when I had to get in between each of her toes. The fur in between her toes felt nicer than silk, but that was of no comfort when she gave me the occasional little squeeze. Each time I thought that she might just end up crushing me for the fun of it. In the end I was lucky that she decided to keep me around. The whole experience left me exhausted though. Between getting summoned to another world, watching a bunch of mice get slaughtered after trying to save me, and then giving the largest feline I had ever seen a foot massage I was feeling exhausted.
"You look tired," said Alyane, "Why don't you take a nap. I want you rested up for later."
"A nap? Um, thank you," I said, not knowing what else to say. Then I started to crawl down onto the bed from her paws.
"You don't need to do that my little Dasvren. Since you did such a good job I'll let you sleep on my paws," said Alyane, "Besides, I plan on taking a little catnap myself. I think you can tell that my pads are sensitive enough to let me know if you try and escape." There was not a trace of aggression in her voice but I decided that I would not try to escape. The fact that every time I locked eyes with her I felt a certain attraction for her probably helped me make that decision. There was also no way of denying that Alyane had some comfortable paws. They were certainly more comfortable than my own bed back home, probably more comfortable than any bed back on Earth. Then the Laline decided to drape her fluffy tail over me and her paws. That created a comfortably warm environment that helped me drift off to sleep in no time at all.
When next I woke up I felt really well rested. I felt so good that I nearly forgot about the situation that I was in. Seeing Alyane yawning and flashing those pearly white fangs at me was more than enough to remind me about the situation. Alyane looked back at me and said, "I see you're awake too. Now that we're both rested let's have some fun." She turned over on her back slowly enough so that I slid slowly down her paw and onto the bed. I found myself between both her paws and staring up at her in all her naked glory as she propped herself up on her arms. "Now take off your clothes so that we can begin."
I asked, "My clothes?"
"Yes your clothes silly. You don't want them to get messed up do?" she asked.
"I-I don't think so," I stammered. So, I disrobed like she said and I felt a little shy as she watched me do so. Staring up at Alyane and her generously endowed form I could not help but feel inadequate compared to her. She did have a gentle smile on her face that made me feel a little better about myself.
"You do look cute little guy," said Alyane and then she struck a little pose for me that was definitely meant to be alluring before continuing, "So, do you like what you see Terrance?"
I gulped and told her the truth, "Yes."
"That's good. Then I doubt you wouldn't mind getting a closer look," said Alyane as she scooped me up in one hand. I held on tight as I was quickly moved closer to a part of her body I had ridden very close to earlier. Alyane's gingery smell was soon joined by a much more feminine scent. I could see the moist lips of her sex getting closer and I thought I was about to be forced in. Then, without warning, she just dropped me a short distance away from her. I looked up and I could barely see Alyane's face past the mountainous breasts that covered her chest. "I want you to go in without me forcing you to."
To me it did not seem like anything that the giant feline before me wanted was optional. Doing what she wanted seemed fatal to me, but my legs were moving forward without me even thinking about it. The scent in the air was intoxicating and I found that I did want to continue things without having to be forced to. When I was close enough to the pulsating slit of flesh that I could touch it I felt almost as if I were in a trance. I brought my hand up to touch the edges of Alyane's lips and just ran my hand up and down the warm moist walls. There was a tremor that reverberated throughout her body and something like a mix between a growl and purr could be heard as she said, "Mmm, that feels good."
Before I knew it I was sticking my arm into Alyane. That arm was soon followed by my other arm and then my head. I was pulling myself deeper into her when I felt fingers grabbing my legs and a voice saying, "Not so fast Terrance. This is my first time and I want to stretch it out." She pulled me out slightly and I found that I was angry about that. I wanted entrance into the Laline so badly that it hurt. Then she let me a little further into her only to pull me out some again. Things went on like that for a while. It could not have been more than a couple of minutes but it felt like hours to me. Then she finally released my legs and allowed me to pull myself all the way into her.
A couple of Alyane's fingers followed me into her and she used them to guide me where I needed to be. It was hard to see in the dark confines of her pussy, but I did not need to see where I was. The moist humid environment was like haven to me. Things kept getting hotter as Alyane's level of arousal rose. Things were pretty much going the same for me too, but on a much smaller scale. Alyane rubbed me against her warm walls of flesh, but she really lingered on one thing. It was hard for me to tell what it was. I guessed that it was her clit that she was rubbing me against and I put my best efforts into helping her massage it. There were liquids pouring into Alyane's pussy along with me and they smelled absolutely fantastic. Those liquids started to well up around me and then I felt as much as heard Alyane give out a roar of pleasure. The walls around me came crashing in as Alyane withdrew her fingers. I was left alone within the crushing walls of flesh as thick tasty liquids rushed past me. It was obvious that I should have been crushed but that was not the case. I was able to ride out the experience and come out unharmed. When the walls finally let up I just flowed right out of her along with her feminine juices.
I was left in a moist pool on Alyane's bed with her smiling down at me. "That was good for a first time," said Alyane, "Now let me see if I can return the favor." Alyane then moved herself so that she was leaning over me. She had to brush some of her hair out of her eyes as she looked down at me. I could see her licking her lips again with her bright pink tongue and then she lowered her head over me. A part of me was afraid that she was finally going to eat me, but most of me no longer cared. If this was how the Laline finished off their prey it was the best way I could think of to die.
Her lips cupped around my member and she sucked on it very gently at first. That sucking became increasingly insistent. I almost did not notice that I was being pulled slightly into mouth. Even when I did notice what was happening I did not put up much of a fight as I was sucked fully into her maw. She did not let up on pleasuring me though. Her tongue slowly caressed my entire body. It was not nearly as rough as many of the feline tongues back on Earth. Alyane's tongue was fairly smooth with just a slight trace of roughness to it. That trace of roughness seemed like it was there just to stimulate me. Even the earthy smell of her breath just seemed so perfect to me at the moment. Her gentle ministrations were able to quickly force me to climax. I was not quite expecting her reaction to my own climax.
It may have been the salty flavor that caused her reaction. To me it did not really matter what caused her reaction though. What did matter was that she swallowed me whole. Instead of a quick fall to her belly it was as if the muscles in her throat tried to gently ease me down at a comfortable rate of speed. It was not until I plopped down into a pool of partially digested mice that I finally realized my peril. My instincts for self preservation finally kicked in and I started scrambling for a way to get out of there. I was attempting to bang against the walls of Alyane's belly and I was pleading with her to let me go.
In response all Alyane did was say, "And why should I let you go. You were the tastiest little morsel I ever had. Even though you're just a little guy I'm sure I'll get a lot of nutrients out of you too. Just do me a favor and keep on squirming around in there. I like it when my prey squirms." Alyane gave her belly a little pat that knocked me off my feet and then her belly contracted a little bit as she belched. "Excuse me, that was very unladylike of me."
I knew that I was about to be digested. There was something weird though. I found that I still had an erection. Despite knowing that I was about to die I found the entire experience was still a turn on for me. I could not believe that I was going to die with an erection. It just seemed so weird to me. Then, before I could give in to despair, I felt something tugging me upwards. Within seconds I found that I was being pulled back up Alyane's throat and into her maw once more. She used her tongue to clean me off a bit before letting me fall out of her mouth and onto her bed.
Alyane was smiling a mischievous smile at me and she said, "Now wasn't that fun my little Dasvren. I'm sure we're going to have a lot more fun together in the future." To my surprise she started nuzzling me affectionately.
I had to try and push her away before saying, "Y-you aren't going to kill me."
Alyane actually giggled and said, "You shouldn't believe what mice tell you Terrance. Their little liars you know. It is impossible for Lalines to kill their Dasvrens."
I was taken aback by what she had just said. Then things started making sense. I should not have been able to survive her climaxing while I was in her and I remembered that I had actually been swimming around in her digestive acids while I was in her belly. Nothing had happened to me. Next I thought to ask, "When you stepped on me did you..."
"I had all my weight on you," said Alyane.
"B-but if that's true, then why the act?" I asked.
"You probably don't know what Dasvren means Terrance so let me try and explain," Alyane said seriously for the first time since I had met her, "A Dasvren is sort of like a soul mate. A Laline and his or her Dasvren tend to share common interests as well as having a natural attraction for each other. I'm sure you felt that when we first locked eyes. Since you are my Dasvren I assumed that you liked paws, getting eaten, and a little bit of sex. All those things did turn you on didn't they?"
"Well, yeah, now that you mention it. But, what would you have done if I really liked getting crushed or chewed up?" I asked.
"There is magic that allows us to do those things and keep you alive. And since you asked I can assume you want to experiment with that later. I just assumed you wanted to take it slow at first," Alyane said while smiling pleasantly at me.
I took a second to take in the fact that all the experiences I had just had were Alyane's idea of taking it slow before responding to her, "If all this is true then what were the mice doing with me? They said they summoned me to protect me from you."
Alyane's lips drew back in a partial snarl that was not directed at me and then she said, "It was actually me who summoned you first, not them. You should know by now that my summoning was the pleasant one by now. I had found out the mice located my Dasvren and I tried to summon you before they could. The mice are cruel creatures that would have sacrificed you to one of their dark gods. It would have been a long and excruciating process for you Terrance. Those mice offended the wrong being one day with their sacrifices. They summoned a seemingly weak creature and sacrificed it to their gods not realizing that a much more powerful being was in love with that creature. As a result my race was created to punish the mice. But, we're not just here to punish the mice. We're to try and reform them if we can which is why I tolerated their presence up until the point that they tried to steal you from me. Eventually, as a result of our good work here my kind was rewarded with the ability to summon our Dasvren from anywhere in the universe. We normally wait until our Dasvren have lived out most of their lives on their own worlds before summoning them to us and restoring their youth since the summoning is a one way trip. Then we live out the rest of our lives together here. Oh, I should let you know that you're going to live to be a little over 800 years old now."
Now that was a lot for me to take in. I did not know if I could believe Alyane if the mice had deceived me so easily. The thought of asking her to prove what she said crossed my mind as well, but I thought it would be rude. Then again, that was something that really needed to be asked about. "Um, Alyane, how can I really tell which one of you is telling the truth?" I asked.
"That's not that hard really. I could let you into one of the mouse holes now, but I'm not sure you'll like what you see," she said somberly.
"I really think I should have a look as long as there aren't any mice left," I said.
"Alright, as you wish," Alyane said. She gave me a little light and unplugged one of the mouse holes in the house for me. It was the hole that the mice had been taking me to and it happened to lead to a sacrificial alter. I'll just say that the things I saw made me sick to my stomach and made me think that the mice deserved everything I had seen happen to them.
I think that Alyane had been anticipating I would want to see that because she had kept a pleasant little surprise in store for me. As it turns out Laline were strict carnivores that could not tolerate cooked foods. That means Alyane had nothing around for me to eat. The Laline also did not cater to omnivores like me. All those things put together seemed like they would have been bad things, but it turns out she did have some way of feeding me. Those nice big breasts of hers were fully functional and in order to feed me it required that I get up close and personal with them at multiple points during the day. All in all, life with Alyane was not looking that bad.