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{This story contains snuff, scat, vomit, cub, implied mpreg, incest, informality, gore, partial impalement, degradation, and a slew of sundry kinks I couldn't fit in the thumbnail. Proceed with caution and please keep your boners and vaginal juices in the ride at all times~ c: }

KITTYSLUT FACTORY

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Part One

It was Tymu's seventh birthday! He picked out his favourite pair of panties, hot pink with a watermelon print, and slipped them over his round, girly little kitten butt; he'd had them since he was three, so they hardly fit anymore... but that just meant his cocklet looked all the cuter, hugged tight by the smooth fabric.

He pranced into Daddy's room. The 27-year-old cat was half-asleep, stretched out on his queen-sized bed completely naked. His thick, 12-inch cock was already chubby with morning wood, lounging across his thigh and leaking a constant stream of precum which Tymu would probably have to suck from the sheets later. Beside the bed there was a little kennel with dildos attached to the back of the door and the far inside wall. That way, when Tymu wasn't behaving (that is, when he wasn't choking on enough dickmeat that day) his father could stick him in there and close the door, and that'd keep both his cockholes gaped and filled to the brim for as long as he wanted. That was usually a day or so... or just until Tymu passed out.

"Lookit! I'm all dressed up and ready!" the little catboy said, eyes bright. "Are we gonna go on the full tour? Or just the baby version? I wanna see everything! I wanna slurp up the--"

Tymu's father slumped out of bed, his heavy cock swinging with each step as he took his son by the hand. "Yeah, yeah. You'll choke on whatever we shove down your face-cunt, and if your throat ain't clogged too much I'd better hear a goddamn 'Thank you, Daddy' afterwards..."

"Yes Daddy," Tymu said with a shit-eating grin, almost vibrating with excitement, his tail a-twitching. He completely missed his father's uncharacteristic smirk, the first of many hints that little Tymu had a very special present coming that day...

After a hearty breakfast of Daddy's hot morning piss pumped straight from the tap and a heaping bowl of Lucky Charms with chocolate milk (a creamy mix of diarrhea and cum, naturally) they were ready to go. Neither bothered to put on any more clothes, since utter depravity was the norm in their town. They hopped into the van and headed off to the Kittyslut Factory.

"Wanna sit on my lap, slut? You can help steer."

Tymu scrambled at the chance, hopping over and grinding his panties'd butt along his father's thick shaft on the way down. Just as he put his hands on the wheel and looked back excitedly at his father, he got a swift punch to the back of his head.

"Are you kidding me? I trained you better than this. Sit on my lap."

Tymu blushed. It was a rookie mistake, he knew... He started to pull his favourite panties down, revealing his tight, slightly open little pucker when--

His dad grabbed his hips and slammed him down on his foot of cockmeat, ripping straight through the fabric and laughing as his son's stomach bulged out. Tymu threw his head back, gagging hard. Daddy loved ramming it all in at once. If he did it right, it rearranged Tymu's insides and went straight up his tight little esophagus.

The seven-year-old cocksleeve recovered, slowly; every time he got his breath Daddy would lift him up by his tail and bounce his round little butt back down a couple times. Mostly limp, his expression one of pure bliss, Tymu would just sit there impaled on the cock that he came out of, knowing in his heart that he was nothing more than Daddy's worthless cumdump.

After cumming four times and filling his son's bloated stomach with another load of piss, he finally pushed him off and let him flop back onto the passenger seat; since he landed on his tummy, a spray of cum and piss splurted from his mouth, ass, and nostrils, which left him choking and sniffling up pissy snot, which he happily swallowed back down.

Daddy pulled over.

"What... wuh--" Tymu started, but then his stomach grumbled and he puked cum all over his smooth chest and pregnant-looking tummy. Actually, with all the warm jizz that had just been pumped inside him he wouldn't be surprised if he was pregnant...

"Just picking up some roadkill," Daddy said. He left the car for a moment and came back holding a half-dead kitten toddler, its ass crammed with eight dildos of varying sizes and its jaw permanently broken (Tymu had seen that before, that tended to happen when you tried to deepthroat a horsecock... he inwardly laughed at what a stupid slut this little kid must be.) It was still gurgling a little bit, cum dripping cutely from its nose.

"It's still good," Daddy said, dusting off its road-rashed cocklet and holding it up by its tail while it twitched weakly. "Someone musta thrown it out the car window or something. Well, figures... assholes in this neighbourhood can be so wasteful. What do you think, whore?"

By now Tymu had settled his filth-filled stomach, so he begged, eyes wide: "C-Can we keep him? Please?"

"I dunno," Daddy said. He reached down and jammed a few of the dildos in deeper, hard enough to make the poor thing squeak. He eyed Tymu. "What are you gonna do for me?"

"Anything!" he replied immediately, and meant it.

"Wellllll... alright," he said, chucking the little piece of fuckmeat into Tymu's lap. "I'll hold you to that."

"Oh boy! Thank you thank you thank you!" he mewled, immediately hauling it up by its ruined, bubbly kitty ass. The scent of shit and blood flowed from the cracks in-between the filthy sex toys, and Tymu pressed his button nose to the swampy mess and inhaled hard.

They were nearing the factory now. Out the windows was the downtown area: adults of all species, generally dragging along, fucking, beating, or otherwise humiliating whatever pieces of underaged fuckmeat happened to be around that day. Daddy rolled down the window and waved to a fox who had his knot currently lodged inside a pre-schooler's ass, dragging it in and out violently as the little slut cried and whimpered for mercy.

"Hey! Where you been, man?" the fox asked.

Tymu's dad shook his head. "Can't chat right now. We're heading to the factory."

The fox flashed a sharp grin and a thumbs up. His fuckmeat was limp now, its cute face pressed to the pavement while the fox just kept on using its ass, not even noticing. "Right on. Pummel your boy for me, eh? Oh, and speaking of, happy birthday! You're lucky to make it to seven, kid."

Tymu blushed. "Thank you, sir!" His father drove on, still smirking.

~

Finally, they arrived.

Tymu had entertained himself for the rest of the ride by adding his little fist to the assortment of plastic cocks inside his new fucktoy's ass, then both his fists, then he flipped the meat around and gave him a kiss right on its gaping-wide face-cunt, sucking on its little tongue while its pretty mascara'd eyelashes fluttered uselessly.

Daddy pulled up and parked in the near-full lot before hopping out and going over to the passenger window. He leaned in and looked Tymu in the eyes.

"I'm gonna go let the foreman know we're here," he explained, glancing at the near-dead catboy flopped on his son's lap. "What I want you to do before I get back... is finish this thing off."

Tymu blinked. He knew very well that all catboys were worthless toiletsluts who deserved to be fucked to death whenever an adult said "Go," but he had never actually done the deed himself. "How... um... how should I do it?" he asked. A surge of excitement shot up in him as he imagined the possibilities, and his little cocklet tented his ripped and stained panties.

"Figure it out," Daddy said. "But if I come back and this little bitch is still doing that pathetic, cum-clogged mockery of breathing, you're gonna get punished for it. Severely."

Tymu nodded earnestly. "Okay! I'll do my best, dad! I love you!"

His dad ruffled his hair. "That's a good kittyslut."

Tymu put his hand on his chin and pondered... how did it want to die? No, no. It didn't even have thoughts or emotions at this point, probably. The real question was, how did he want it to die?

He sunk into the realm of his fantasies, all the things Daddy had ever whispered in his ear during their daily (if not hourly) lessons in degradation... he could find something even bigger than two fists to ram up its ruined, stretched-out ass and then fuck it so hard that something broke inside, maybe? No, that was boring. Well, maybe not boring, but he'd got the idea from the neighbour boy, only two years old, who went the same way when his dad had a barbeque and invited the whole block over to watch his little kitten get snuffed by cock... unoriginal!

Then, inspiration struck. He grinned and reached down, rubbing its shit-smeared little balls and taint, marvelling at how smooth they were, and then reaching even further and pulling out each dildo agonizingly slow, revealing that they were coated with a layer of delicious assmud too. Perfect. Tymu set the underaged meat up like he was cradling a baby. It gurgled and puked a little bit, jaw hanging, but he just giggled and took the first dildo, a pink 7-incher, and held it above the tyke's open mouth.

"Say 'ahhhh,'" Tymu giggled, a chunky-wet piece of its own shit falling into its mouth. It looked at him with wide eyes, silently begging, Tymu figured it was a plea for death, and that shooed away any doubts he still had. By golly, he was gonna do it!

He plunged the dildo down its little throat, making it gag hard as slimy shit bubbled around its uvula. Tymu repeated this for every last toy he could find, until the fuckmeat's throat was jammed and bulging with shit-coated hunks of plastic. It jerked a little, gagged, pissed itself, and then with one adorable quiver finally stopped moving.

"Good job," said Daddy, returning right on cue and watching the cutie's face turn a nice shade of blue. "The factory boys'll love this. Free fuckmeat, broken in, and still warm!"

Tymu was shining with pride. He licked his dirty pawtoes clean and walked with pizazz, and Daddy grabbed the lifeless kitten cumdump by its tail, dragging it along behind them, leaving a delicious trail of chunky puke, cum, and shit on the sidewalk as they held hands and went together to the factory entrance.

{Whew! Thanks for reading, hey? If you liked it, drop a comment. :3 I am a big whore for compliments. More to come soon!!~ }