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This chapter is more or less a stand alone story, meaning you can enjoy it whether you check out the earlier installments or not. Reading the previous parts is MANDATORY, but if you want more kinky feral action, feel free to pay them a visit!

*Greetings, dear readers. Today I will treat you with a kinky kitty story. It will be the first out of a collection commissioned by the one and only Suel. That little puppy has so much love inside that he wanted not one or two, but a whole bunch of feisty feral adventures written for his exquisite pleasure. *

*In the first installment of the series, Suel chases a female in heat and manages to subdue her. Little does he know the feisty feline has her own agenda. Will he be able to handle the heat? Read and find out! Have funsies! If this story is to your satisfaction, please consider the following: *

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Suel tracked his prey. He ran between the trees and leaped over fronds and bushes. His prey was close now. He smelled her alluring scent with every breath he took. Suel's nostrils flared, sucking in the cold air of Ashenvale forest. It smelled of life and vegetation, but most of all, feline.

A feline at the peak of her estrus. She fled from Suel for a reason he did not understand. It could have been a test, or actual fright. To him, it didn't matter. Every breath energized his burning muscles and sent shivers across his undulating fur. His tail flew behind him, stiffer than usual.

Suel hated running with an erection. His black cock poked its barbed head, stretching the sheath to its limits. Moisture gathered at its wider base, dripping across the throbbing tip with each stride. The desire to mate became suffocating. Suel leaped, sending the clear droplets in a wide ark. The curtain of leaves parted before him, revealing a black blur.

Suel roared. He increased his strides and pawed at the tufted tail turning and twisting its midnight fur before his eyes. He lashed out, missing. His claws came out, stabilizing his precarious balance. Suel jumped to the side, barely avoiding the huge roots of a tree. His female crawled inside the twisting nest of roots. She took the safest route, sacrificing her speed.

When she emerged from the gnarled shelter, Suel was upon her. A leap was all it took to grip the female and tumble across the ground in a feast of growls, paws and teeth. The black female had Suel's chest. She gripped him with all her paws, moving her parted jaws dangerously close to his throat.

Suel didn't fall for her feral tricks. He pawed at her eyes, blinding her for a brief moment. Then, he twisted around, pushing his head underneath her flanks. Her scent became so strong. Suel's tongue salivated to taste the sweet scent filling his nostrils. He rolled his tongue out of his drenched maw and dashed it across the female's equally wet lips.

She instantly stiffened. A loud moan escaped her throat, followed by a violent shiver of her legs. Her tail swished wildly and her hind paws kicked, widening the gap between those wet, puffy lips. Suel blinked. Fire filled his muscles. Instinct dominated his rational mind in every feral form, and right now that instinct urged him to bury his cock deep inside the female's fertile folds and drown them with his seed.

He wanted to do that, and more, but just after getting another little taste. Suel pushed his nose against the female's sex, breathing in her delightful heat. She was fertile. Moist. Young. Hot shivers claimed his unsteady paws, and his tongue was all too eager to sink into her squelching vagina. He lapped with quick, wet noises, suckling on her swollen bosom until she yowled her explosive lust.

Suel drew back just when her heat squirted out of her soaked sex. The first spurt took him straight in the muzzle, and the following ones only added to that. Suel hissed with unfettered lust, allowing the hot liquid to wet his tongue and splash against his lips. He licked the hot slime and snarled, delighting in the raw strength of the scent. It was orgasmic, and Suel almost felt his seed erupting through his rock-hard cock just by licking and sniffing the female's ripe cunt. She writhed and kicked her paws, allowing Suel's tongue to catch a quick taste of her sweltering insides. His barbed tongue tugged on her flesh, rubbing it with a slow, irresistible caress.

She finally roared, lashing at him with her tail. She wanted to be mounted, and she wanted it now.

Suel scrambled on his paws and straddled her. He lifted his white ringed tail, exposing his gender. Two generously sized spheres rested in a white pouch under his clenching tailhole, fueling the restless throbs of his barbed black cock. Suel lowered his shivering flanks, thrusting with quick, decisive jabs while his paws slipped between leaves and twigs. He aimed at her nethers, feeling for her lips, but his thrusts were too eager to have any possible aim. He poked under her tail and rubbed against her fur, snarling with rising desire. His oversensitive penis was almost ready to give out its burden before Suel finally found his mark.

With a quick, long thrust, he buried himself inside his female. Hotness enveloped him from all sides, and flesh squeezed him harder than ever. Suel gritted his teeth and slid deeper. His barbs caressed the female's folds, forcing her to squirm and contract around his length.

He wasn't prepared for such tightness. Overwhelming pressure exploded from his crotch. His tailhole clenched, making his member stiff and straight as a pole. Suel closed his eyes. He didn't know how long he remained inside her, nor how much he lasted. When the next heartbeat came, Suel burst, unleashing his burden with a feral cry.

The female yowled. Her insides convulsed under her stretched tail. She squeezed hard, embracing Suel from the small tip of his cock all the way to his thicker base. It was too much, too fast. Flexing his toes, Suel steadied himself on his shivering legs and unleashed his hot seed. It rushed through the barbed top of his cock and sprayed the female's silky folds with startling force, forcing her mate to grip and rub against his barbs.

Every one of her throbs milked Suel for more. He moaned and bit around the female's nape as jets of scalding pressure erupted from his spasming cock. It felt so good, so intense that he still thrust inside her in the midst of his climax. His flaring barbs raked her sensitive walls, sending jolts of pleasure inside her overflowing tunnel.

The female's yowl climbed a pitch higher, and so did Suel's. His clenching balls oozed more seed than ever. Strong spurts of hot male essence filled the female's fertile canal, and Suel enjoyed every bit of it. He kept rubbing himself against her after every spurt, washing the gooey slime inside her drenched hole with lewd, deliberate squelches. Streams already started leaking, flowing below her tail with each wink of her lips.

When his female finished her orgasm, Suel grabbed her neck and buried himself deeper. He still had a few spurts left to give, so he remained inside her until his cock went completely flaccid. The amount of semen she had inside was startling. Suel felt the warm stream gush around his balls, then down to the cold earth. He filled her with more seed than ever, and the slippery embrace of her twitching sex felt too good to abandon. Suel pressed his wet balls tighter against her lips, savoring the hot warmth a bit longer.

She didn't like that. With a quick swerve, she rolled on her back, pawing at her assailant. Suel jumped back. Gushes of seed spurted from her vagina and wet the parched ground. Suel's cock twitched, oozing its own fluids. Gooey strings formed between his glistening cock and her messy lips, stretching until they snapped. Suel dropped on his side. He cleaned his balls with a quick while the female rolled left and right, pushing the fertile seed deep inside her.

Suel stared at her coated lips. The way they kneaded and kissed each other almost begged him to intervene.

Suel dropped on his belly and stretched his neck towards her packed cunt. The female slapped his head with her tail, snarling. It wasn't proper for a male to intervene after the mating, but Suel was not any male. The smell of his own seed enticed him, and he couldn't help his rebellious tongue from poking between his snow-white fangs. He approached his muzzle to her sex, then slid the tip inside the female's vagina, tasting her. She was warm, and exquisitely wet. Suel twisted and curled, sinking deeper into her dripping folds. The stimulation became obvious. Laying on her back, his female growled and kicked at the air, toes spreading and relaxing with every wave of crashing pleasure.

The cock might have filled her, but a tongue was a lot more flexible. Suel ate the burden inside her sex with hungry gulps. He savored every drop of that sweet, milky concoction. Their combined fluids had both the consistency of his seed and the sweet aroma of the female's heat. To Suel, it felt like nectar. He pushed in as deep as he could, using his paws to spread the female's lips until he scooped out every bit of the murky ooze.

When he finally pulled back, he found himself staring in the female's fiery eyes. She touched her muzzle with his and licked between his whiskers, catching a brief taste of their previous mating. Suel licked her lips, growling amorously. Everything about her was pleasing. Her scent, her warmth, her silky fur...Suel nuzzled and licked her from chin to paws until lust claimed him again.

He retrieved his tongue from between her warm pads and mounted her lithe form yet again. The female lifted her tail, inviting him for a second mating. Suel licked her neck. She purred happily, touching his cock with her tail. The contact energized Suel's determination. He thrust quickly, licking his muzzle with anticipation. She was so warm and wet! His eagerness oozed in the same manner as the clear beads of precum dripping from his tip until he found himself pressed between those tight walls once again.

The pleasure hit him a lot harder than he expected. Suel managed only two rapid thrusts before elation crashed into him with the force of a hurricane. He yowled, burying himself deep into her collapsing tunnel. His spurting seed sent her into another orgasm, and they both roared and cried until the spasms of pleasure consumed them. Suel 's prostate was assaulted by the most vicious throbs he had the pleasure of feeling. He clenched hard, milking his seed down to the last drop before he pulled out his spent cock.

The earth felt unsteady, and he tripped. His shivering legs handled the motion poorly. They went in every direction, sending the druid on his back. Suel growled. A weak spurt of semen left his retreating member, falling on his belly. Great. He had to groom himself now.

Or maybe not. Hot breath warmed his tailhole, and the origin of such delight quickly made itself known to Suel's cock. The female's pink nose loomed over his sheath, sniffing the soaked fur of his groin. She bumped into his sheath several times, hissing. She liked that scent, and Suel didn't complain. He lay there like a kitten, mewling softly while his female slid her tongue along the entirety of his gender. She licked his sheath, trailed down his balls, and circled his tailhole before repeating the same all over again.

Suel enjoyed her warm touch as much as her coating saliva. It had been a while since a feline licked his tailhole. The barbs scratched his muscles with playful nips, forcing him to clench and squirm. He enjoyed it until his black cock emerged from its white shelter.

Suel moaned, pawing at his expanding cock. His soft pads embraced the sheath, revealing more of his expansive length. He was a bit sore down there. Cat form offered incredible stamina and intense orgasms, but not much in the sense of resistance. As soon as warmth touched his cock, Suel tensed with anticipation. He removed his paw, allowing the female to lick and push her wet muzzle against his cock. His tail flicked to the side and his balls clenched, ready to unload their seed once again.

Suel squeezed his eyes shut in the wake of yet another orgasm. His whole body shivered, propagating the shock until it reached his hardening cock. His whole length disappeared inside the female's maw, where heat and moisture ruled. Suel couldn't hold it in. He unsheathed his claws and raked the air as the last remains of seed traveled down his rock hard length. The female's tongue curled around his shivering shaft, offering purchase.

For the third time, Suel allowed his essence to leak. He humped the air, brushing his barbs against the female's tongue in a delightfully quick dance of warmth and lust. She pulled Suel deeper inside, surrounding his cock with her hot saliva. Even his balls went inside, clenching with a powerful throb. The female pulled in deeper. The sudden tug only added to the male's writhing pleasure. Suel roared, unleashing a particularly strong spurt. The hot seed tickled the female's throat, sliding down her hungry throat before the next one hit. Suel offered her more, and more, spreading his toes and crying out his untamed bliss. She was always a step ahead of him, gulping down his liquid lust while forcing out more with her wicked barbs. They gripped and raked Suel's cock, stimulating his length with waves of intense pleasure. It felt so good, yet so draining at the same time.

With a final cry, Suel arched his back and offered everything he had. Even when his seed was spent, he still throbbed and spasmed, digging out the last drops from his painfully tense crotch. Then, with a long gasp, he collapsed on the ground. He felt dry and weak in the aftermath of the longest orgasm he ever had.

Finally, the female allowed his cock to rest. She released his dripping balls, then his retreating cock. Her tongue retreated into her maw with a wet slurp, leaving Suel's cock to shiver and shrink in the cold breeze. He watched it throb in the same rhythm with his heartbeat, then gave it a couple of licks until it retreated inside its sheath.

"You got some stamina," a voice chuckled lightly.

Suel shifted. He felt a bit tired and indisposed, but he quickly collected himself from the ground, brushing the debris from his fur.

"Eh, you too," Suel licked his muzzle to distract himself and kept his eyes away from the night elf. Humanoids made him feel awkward and embarrassed, especially after mating one of them. Even if the elf had been a cat during the whole chasing and mating, the way she looked now disappointed and shocked Suel at the same time.

Suel scratched behind one of his ears and took a seat, resting his back against the gnarled root of a tree. He realized how silly he was. Druids came from many backgrounds and shared the same ideology, despite their appearance.

Suel sneaked a quick look at the night elf. She smiled at him and settled cross legged a short distance away from him. She picked a fallen nut and started rolling it between her fingers, saying nothing.

"So-" the night elf started.

"So you're a-" Suel interrupted.

"Please continue," she chuckled lightly, licking at the nut. She made a wry face and threw it inside a kingsblood bush.

Suel licked his muzzle apprehensively. He wasn't that good at talking, especially not after mating. He preferred a good cuddling any day over talking.

"You're a night elf?" he decided to go with the obvious.

"Isn't that obvious, dear fluffy?" the night elf winked at Suel, golden eyes glimmering with playfulness.

Suel shook his head. "It really wasn't. Not before you shifted," he added, looking elsewhere. He knew what his fault was in this entire ordeal.

And by the looks of it, the elf was too. She crawled towards him with feline grace, placing one hand on the ground at a time. "Was the little puppy too distracted to make sense of my scent?"

Puppy? Suel bared his fangs at that word. "Don't call me that!" he growled with revulsion. "It's an unfit and irritating description of what I am."

The night elf stopped and laughed. "Little certainly doesn't fit. What you put inside me was certainly not an ordinary feline rod."

"What was it then?"

"Something a lot...meatier."

Suel swallowed. She was more annoying in her night elf form and a lot less attractive. The thought of mating this creature brought strange images inside Suel's mind. He banished them, thinking of how wet and warm her lips felt. She smelled good too. Suel pushed himself back, feeling his comfort zone rapidly shrink.

"Why don't you change back?" Suel asked, pretending to massage his foot from a splinter.

"Why indeed?" the night elf giggled, increasing her speed. She had a predatory gaze in her eyes. A need accomplished only through pouncing and taking. "You want to make sure I'm thoroughly filled with your kittens? Because you did quite a good job the first time we mated."

"I'll tell you what I want," Suel finally said, pointing a clawed finger at the night elf pest. "I want you to be silent. All this talk is annoying and pointless."

Her eyes widened in agreement. "It is, isn't it? We should both change back to our feral forms and mate," she jumped towards Suel, catching one of his legs.

"I'd... like that," Suel mumbled, pulling his black paw back from her grip. "Yes. Good idea."

He changed to cat in an instant, backing away from the encroaching female.

The night elf giggled again and reached for his muzzle. Suel gently bit it, growling suggestively.

"Pff. You really are a feisty kitty," she sighed. "I kind of like that. I thought I'm the only druid who favors her feral forms over my natural one."

Suel snarled at the mention of natural.

"You don't agree with that, kitten?"

He nodded his head, blinking his shimmering eyes.

"Good, because I have some good news to share."

Suel's ears perked with curiosity.

"Oh, I got your interest now? Very well," she lay on her side, inviting the big cat to take a seat beside her.

Suel grudgingly accepted her invitation. If she had something important to say, he wanted to hear it. He settled next to her, allowing her hands to slide over his chestnut fur. She started from his head, reaching all the way under white his chin. She had a firm grip, this one, and knew exactly where to touch to make a feline feel good.

"You're so fluffy...so strong!" she pressed Suel's shoulder, feeling the strong muscles underneath his coat. She continued all the way down, paying extra attention to the joints. Those were more sensitive and a lot more receptive to stimulation.

Suel found himself purring. He fully relaxed, allowing the night elf to have her way with him. He kind of liked how she gripped and kneaded with her fingers. His paws were less deft and lacked the same dexterity. The night elf reached all the way to his paws. She picked one, then looked at Suel for approval. Paws were both a ticklish and erogenous zone for felines. Suel bowed his head, licking his muzzle at the upcoming treatment.

"Alright then," the night elf said.. She slid her fingers between Suel's pink pads and started a back and forth kneading massage. "There's this arena in Nagrand you might be interested in. My sister, who is also a druid with quite a similar constitution, went to this mate or be mated arena. She told me about it when she returned, and me, being the curious kitty that I am, went there to investigate."

Suel felt a few joints popping. He growled with contentment and flexed his other paw, clawing at the ground. The elf quickly picked it with her free hand, administrating the same treatment. Suel closed his eyes, purring. That felt a lot better than he expected.

"Yes, I like your paws too," she kissed the soft pads, then laid her head on top of them. "But that's not what you want to hear, yes?"

Suel moaned softly, urging her to continue.

"Purrfect," she straightened her head and continued her story. "I went there without expecting too much. You can imagine how surprised I was when this whole affair turned out to be true."

Suel flicked his tail over his flank, exposing his gender. The night elf giggled. "Do you want me to massage that too?"

He squinted his eyes and feigned a quick thrust. "Grr. You're so impatient," she grumbled, quickening her grip on Suel's forepaws. "I mated, if that's what you asked. I got fucked by more cocks than you can imagine, and it felt..." she trailed off, looking dreamily into Suel's eyes.

Suel could almost see all the wonders she experienced. Canines, felines, ursines and all manner of mounts surrounded her, cocks dangling between their legs. They dripped with precum, waiting for their turn to fill her with warm, precious seed.

"It felt unique," she said, resuming her massage. "You should go there. We druids have a bit of an unfair advantage. Our many forms are quite well suited for many exotic pleasures."

Suel blinked. His fantasy vanished, yet his arousal persisted. An itch slithered below his tail, stirring the small lump of meat inside his sheath. He pulled his paws back, making the female visibly protest.

"I wasn't even done with them!" she frowned, displeased.

Suel rolled on his back, toes flaring with lust. His member poked its black head from the sheath, demanding attention.

"I know what that means," she shook the irritation off her face and crawled towards Suel's tail. She slapped her hand, stopping it from reaching his cock.

"What displeases you now?"

Suel touched her skin with a paw, then ran it across his belly, Mrowing suggestively.

"You want me in Cat form, I know. I'll let you mate me again," she lifted a hand. "But only if you let me take care of your other set of paws."

Suel agreed to the bargain. The way she stroke his pads and slid her fingers between his clawed toes proved almost as arousing as the massage of his flanks. When she was finally done, she changed back into cat form and presented her ripe sex to Suel.

The druid scrambled on his fours and mounted her without hesitation. Pleasure took him in an instant, ruffling his fur like a thunder bolt. He tore gashes into the earth and roared his heart out during the peak of his climax. His seed spurted between her lips strong and fast, filling her with healthy jets of fertile feline semen. The female pushed back against his member, demanding more.

Suel started thrusting. He pushed his soaked member in and out, scratching her needy lips until they unleashed their essence. Her orgasm was so hot and shot so hard that Suel was instantly brought on the verge of another orgasm. He pushed in balls deep and remained there until every drop of seed has been thoroughly ejaculated.

After they mated and groomed, the two parted ways. The female declined Suel's invitation to join the feisty tournament. All she wanted was to raise her cubs and take a break from mating and the stresses of daily life. Suel understood that. He was a traveler too, and knew the disadvantages of getting tied down. He thought of his own Erya and sighed. Right now, being with her in their den certainly seemed as enticing as a week of wild mating.

Suel shifted into raven and flew away with a few flaps of his brown feathered wings. He darted between the canopy of the trees, leaving Ashenvale behind. With each flap of his wings, his determination increased. He wanted to prove his strength and skill in a less conventional setting. Fighting was easy, but dominating a stronger partner was something else. Erya got the best of him on several occasions. Suel planned to show her the fruits of his labor when he returned from his journey.