{"sf1_id":955135,"sf2_id":"Oe5VbZWm","title":"Never Trust a Cat","author":"FlynnCoyote","words":2363,"posted_at":"2016-01-16T02:43:00.000Z","tags":["Anthro","Cat","Fatal vore","Female pred","Male Prey","Micro","Mouse","vore"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/955135-never-trust-a-cat","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Oe5VbZWm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/62/21/62219dd5-7a72-4642-8b52-1e660e97be69","description":"#28 of Vorish\n\nOooold story from my old account that I forgot to re-upload here until I saw it in my Weasyl gallery just now.\nI'm pretty sure it was an anonymous commission from two years ago.","content":"Seven years Eruk had lived here. Seven years the ginger mouse had tempted fate. This house was   \nnot his, it was far too big for that. No, instead it belonged to a feline mistress named Mikaela.   \nSometimes the mouse would watch her through the cracks in her walls where he made his home.   \nDespite being huge to him, she was still very attractive. Her fur was a slightly lighter shade than his,   \nand fluffier in places on her body. He couldn't deny that she was beautiful, but he could never meet   \nher for the simple fact that she was a cat, and he a mouse.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; One chilly evening after an afternoon nap, his hunger had gotten the better of him and he   \ndecided to make a go of sneaking into her pantry to pilfer some of her bread and, if he could manage   \nit, maybe a little bit of jam. He had easy access to her pantry through a hole he had chewed in the   \ncorner, behind a tin of crackers even he wasn't game enough to risk eating. He'd heard her mention   \nto one of her friends that they'd been there since she moved in, and she'd just never thrown them   \nout.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The bread was easy enough to get to, he opened the bag and pulled the corner off the first slice.   \nThe jam however, was a far trickier prospect. A glass jar with a tightly screwed on lid. It seemed he   \nwould have to go without, there wasn't even any residue left around the rim under the lid. Feeling a   \nlittle disappointed, he took a quick nibble on the bread while wondering if there was anything else   \nhe could find. Out of nowhere, light from the kitchen suddenly filled his vision and after a few blinks   \nhe found himself staring into the large golden eyes of the feline house owner.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Eeep!' He turned to run, only for something clamping around his tail to stop him in his tracks.   \nDamn, she was quick. Before he could start to panic he was pulled backwards, dangling by his tail   \nand looking at her upside down grin.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'So you must be the little thief who keeps stealing my food, huh?' She purred, bumping him   \nagainst her nose. 'Hmm, now you've finally been caught. I think I should be compensated for all the   \nthings you've stolen over the years... Sounds fair right?'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'W-what? What are you going to do...?' he asked, fear in his squeaky voice.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Hmm, Dunno.' Her lips parted and a wave of her hot breath wafted over his form. He squirmed,   \nthe warmth from her mouth somewhat comfortable in the cold house despite the danger he was in.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Ooh, your shivering stopped. Did you like that?' She giggled and opened her maw wider,   \nbreathing slowly over Eruk's fear frozen form and giving him a terrifying view of her mouth. Every   \ntooth was as big as his head, and her slender pink tongue slowly moved out of her maw beneath   \nhim. As he squirmed, she licked his body from his head down to his legs. Her tongue was warm and   \nsticky, and despite its softness felt like sandpaper the way all cats tongues do. He found himself   \nsuddenly above her maw looking down as she lifted him overhead and opened wide.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Wait! Pleease! I was just hungry!' He started shivering again, this time her hot exhalations doing   \nnothing to stop the shaking as she slowly lowered him inside and rested him on her tongue. He was   \nenveloped in darkness as her maw closed around him, and he felt his body squeezed between her   \ntongue and her palate. Her drool built up, her mouth reacting to the presence of food despite Eruk's   \nfeeble resistance. He felt her moving, as though she'd taken a few steps and sat down, before   \nsuddenly he felt himself being heaved and dropped. He squeaked in fear, thinking she'd swallowed,   \nbut found himself instead on his back on the table.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Her giggle snapped him to focus, making him sit up and realize he was covered in her sticky drool.   \nHe shook himself down and started to squirm away, already knowing he wouldn't get far even   \nbefore her finger pressed down on his back and slid him right back to where he was. She rested her   \ngiant head on the table before him, her lips pursing and kissing his head softly. They were soft and   \nremarkably gentle. Her finger lifted, starting to slowly rub down his body in a soft caress.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'You poor thing, you look so scared.' She whispered, her soft voice accompanied once more by   \nthe warmth of her breath. For the first time Eruk noticed the scent. Her breath had the definite tinge   \nof meat. It made sense, but it was still so unsettling. To know that he too was no more than another   \nmorsel to her. But he couldn't deny, even to himself, that some twisted part of him was enjoying the   \nwarm and gentle touch she gave him.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Don't hurt me please! I'll never steal again!' He begged, squirming again and trying to wiggle   \naway. Her hand came down and blocked his escape, once more pulling him close. Her lips parted   \nagain, enveloping his face in a soft tender kiss. She brought her tongue forward, kissing him slowly   \nand passionately like she would a lover. She was good, Eruk found himself leaning forward into that   \nsoft warm embrace and even feeling a small tremor between his legs.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Damn... she was so sexy... she was probably going to kill him... But oh... Those lips. Was it worth it?   \nThis could turn into the greatest time of his meagre little life. But it could also be his end... Damn this   \ndecision was so difficult. But wait, what was he worried about? It clearly wasn't his decision at all.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Would you like to play?' Her melodic voice snapped him back awake. He had actually almost   \nfallen asleep in the embrace of those lips, and was still a little dazed as the question ringed through   \nhis ears. So sudden and so loud, and so... perplexing. Did she say play?   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Uhh... p-play what?' He asked. 'I-I don't know any games...'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'That's a shame.' She said. 'I love games. How about... Truth or dare...'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Sure!' He said, having no idea what the game meant. 'How do we play?'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Pick truth or dare...' Mikaela explained. 'Then I either ask a question that you have to answer   \ntruthfully, or I dare you to do something. If you back out of one, then you HAVE to do the other.' She   \ngiggled again, once more bathing him in warm air.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Oh, okay.' He nodded, there was no way in hell he was choosing dare in this game. 'Truth!'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'So...' She leaned in and smiled, nudging him with her nose. 'How long have you been stealing   \nfrom me?'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Oh, umm...' Damn, she wasn't just fooling around after all. 'S-seven years...?'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Really?' She seemed amused. 'Okay then... I choose truth.'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Are you going to... eat me?' Eruk asked, immediately wishing he could have thought up a   \ndifferent question...   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Truthfully... I don't know yet.' She replied. 'Maybe I will, or maybe I'll just let you live in a cage so   \nI can keep an eye on you.' He shivered visibly, prompting her to rest her warm lips on his head and   \nstroke his back as if to comfort him. 'Your turn.' She whispered.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'T-truth...' He squeaked, still afraid to choose dare.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Hmm... Do you like my mouth?' She asked him, before opening her maw wide in front of him and   \nexhaling slowly. That meat scented hot air washed over him again, this time prompting a more   \ninsistent wiggle from between his legs as her throat came into his full view, framed by her gleaming   \nteeth and soft pink tongue.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;'I...I...I...' He struggled, but the sight before him simply robbed him of words. She leaned in even   \ncloser, giving him a lick before closing her mouth and smiling at him. 'Aww, you couldn't answer?   \nYou can choose dare instead if you don't wanna say?'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; It seemed impossible, but in this case dare actually seemed like the safer option. He nodded, still   \nunable to speak.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; She licked her lips, then spoke. 'I dare you to... climb in and sit on my tongue.'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'What?!' Now his voice returned. 'But... No! You're just gonna eat me!'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'Maybe I won't!' She giggled. 'Maybe I just wanna help you make up your mind huh? Maybe if you   \nsit in there for a minute you'll know? Hehe.'   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'N-no tricks?' He squeaked. She simply pursed her lips and kissed him in response. Her chin rested   \non the table right in front of him and her maw slowly opened. Her tongue lapped out at his feet and   \nher hand nudged him from behind. He wasn't getting out of this. Still, it was just part of her game, so   \nhe was safe, right?   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Slowly, he leaned forward, shivering in the cold evening air. He placed one hand on her tongue,   \nfeeling the tiny barbs and the warm slimy surface. She opened up a bit wider, breathing over him as   \nshe did so. Oh, it was so warm. Who was he kidding, this was definitely a pleasant feeling. He rested   \nhis hand more firmly and reached out with the other, gripping one of her large eye teeth and leaning   \nin further. She breathed in, drawing a wave of cold air up his back and causing him to shiver.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; He crawled inside and rolled onto his back on her tongue, the warm sticky muscle making his back   \nfeel better, even more so when she breathed out a moment later. This was... it was amazing. There   \nwas no other way he could think to describe it. Every time she inhaled, he was met with cold air.   \nThen her exhale would feel absolutely heavenly, the warmth from inside her like a goddess given gift   \nto a poor cold servant.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; He rolled back onto his front and found himself looking directly into her throat. The little light that   \nfound its way inside caused the softly flexing musculature of that deadly gateway to glisten softly,   \nthe girl's uvula reminding him of a jewel in the back of a dark cave. It was warmer back there. So   \nmuch warmer. He crawled back, now making his feet rest on the tip of her tongue and curling his tail   \nup around one of her teeth. Maybe it was some small assurance, maybe just a reflex. In any case, he   \nwas now entirely inside Mikaela's mouth, his head overhanging the threshold of her glistening throat   \nas her uvula rested on the tips of his ears.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; It was the perfect spot. Each slow breath she took was a brief cold made entirely worthwhile by   \nthe amazing warmth it heralded. It suddenly grew darker, and he realized that she had closed her   \nmouth around him. Somehow he didn't care. Now it was even warmer, and her tongue softly   \ncaressed his tiny body all over. He shuffled backwards a little, away from her throat and curled up in   \nthe middle of her mouth. Her soft caressing had turned into a rhythmic slurp, causing drool to build   \nup around him. It was still warm, so he didn't mind. The air had gotten very humid, and suddenly he   \nrealized he was getting sleepy.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; This is no place to fall asleep... As soon as she lets me out I'll say goodnight and head back to my   \nreal bed. His thoughts were pleasant now, this hadn't been so bad after all. The slowly gathering   \ndrool slid past him, trickling down into her throat... A sudden explosion of loud wet sound filled his   \nears as she gulped the drool down. Her voice followed, a soft moan of pleasure.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Wait... She swallowed a mouthful of drool... Filled with his flavour just like a candy... Her tongue   \nmoving suddenly beneath him seemed to confirm his suspicions.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'W-wait! You said...!' He protested weakly, his tired form too caught in the throngs of early sleep   \nto form any coherent resistance. He felt her head tilt, so that her throat was now beneath him. Ever   \nso briefly her lips opened just a little, giving him a lit view of her pulsing throat just as he slid   \nheadfirst inside, forced into the cramped space by her tongue.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The drool now matting his fur and skin made it impossible to resist, his uselessly flailing limbs   \nsimply sliding on the equally slick musculature of her gullet as it surrounded him. Another sickening   \nwet gulp, and he felt himself half falling half being forced down by the powerful and merciless walls   \nof Mikaela's throat. It was a brief sensation, before suddenly he was falling only to land with a soft   \nsplash against a squishy floor. Feeling his way around the pitch black, he knew there was only one   \nplace this could be. The cat's stomach, rife with the stench of death. Her mouth had been pleasant,   \nbut the first breath he took here was nothing short of torture. It smelled like fermenting flesh, no   \ndoubt the full force of the scent that had been on her otherwise pleasant breaths. The humidity had   \ngone from being comfortably warm to instantly unbearable.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; And he was sitting in... something he was glad he couldn't see. He wanted to throw up, but had   \nbecome dinner before he could have any himself. The slimy surface he sat on, the walls that offered   \nno grip for him to climb, all felt like there was something more than just the usual slimy secretions of   \nsomeone's insides. It was something he was likely doomed to become, remnants of some random   \nmeal Mikaela would make out of some poor hapless mouse...   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'But... you said...' He squeaked weakly, the lack of air increasing his fatigue. Te words died in his   \nmouth less than a minute before he did...   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; 'I said maybe.' She giggled.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Vorish","previous":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZmMJzbDn","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/955147-nature-s-cruelty.json"}}