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“Mhh… Ngh~... ❤️ Hmmhh… Hoo…”
“Are you done, master?”
“Ah! Nova! W-Why do you keep watching me when I masturbate?! This is the third time already! When I lock the door, respect it!”
“To make sure you don’t have a heart attack, of course! But also because the stuff you’ve been reading on your phone lately has caught my interest~”
On one chilly night, Kitt, a gray tabby cat, gets caught pleasuring themselves under the sheets by their red slime dragon servant, Nova. Kitt had been reading smut online with a new electro stimulation toy recommended to him by a friend overseas, trying to find the perfect setting to cum hands-free. He’d have his phone in one hand and the controller in the other, increasing or decreasing the voltage depending on scenario, rising action, and climax of the lewd stories he was reading. And tonight, Nova caught the cat reading a story about a blue wolf in a doomed future getting droned by forgotten equipment.
“I was reading alongside you, master~ You seem to have a special interest in hypnosis and the loss of identity~”
“N-No, I don’t! That was just– that was just a story written for one of my friends! And as a good friend, of course, I had to give it a read!”
“Do you jerk off to every story you read?”
“W-Well… Okay, maybe it was hot…”
“Hehe! I knew it! Then you must be itching to experience the same thing, right?”
“What?! No way! It sounds hot in fiction, but I could never imagine it happening to me in person! However… It barely seemed like the main character put up a fight. I could totally resist the dronification process!”
“Really? How about we test it right now~?”
“No! You’re too strong!”
“Master has cold feet, hehe~ But don’t worry, I’ll always be here if you want to experiment~”
“No, Nova. No.”
Getting caught in the middle of a lewd act was already normal for Kitt with Nova, but the slime dragon, having actually read the material that the cat was engrossed in, made Kitt redden in shame. Thankfully, Nova could at least keep a secret, and the two went to sleep after the slime dragon cleaned Kitt’s mess thoroughly, including the cat’s tip to absorb every drop of semen to keep Kitt clean. But as Kitt settled down to “sleep”, which was to just be on his phone for a few minutes before actually going to bed, his mind returned to the dronification scenario of the story he read. He had already managed to live out different kinds of sexual fantasies thanks to the extraordinary friends he had made, but he had not experienced the loss of identity showcased in the story he read.
He could easily reenact something similar with Nova right now, but he was looking for something more. On top of the dronification, Kitt wanted to experience the thrill of real danger. Because if he did it with Nova, he would obviously be in a safe and controlled environment. He wanted to experience danger just like the blue wolf that was droned, and so he couldn’t do it with someone he knew would prioritize his safety and comfort over the high of pleasure, but would know he’d remain safe in the end. Kitt wanted help from someone who could let him be careless but without truly losing his mind or life. And so, who would be better to get help from than a mischievously bratty demon~?
Ring… ring… ring…
“‘Ello? Who this? I swear I removed the SIM card on this dumb phone so it’s only for playing games.”
“Hey! Selo! How’s it been? Also, I called you through an app that uses the Internet.”
“Kitty cat? What’s got you calling me, hmm? Haven’t gotten enough of my attention~? 🧡”
“I have, actually. But I’m calling for another thing. Do you perhaps… uhh… Actually, can we just meet in person? It’s hard to explain over the phone.”
“No, I’m not open for any boring appointments, kitty cat. Go talk to Lucio for your boring cuddles and safe sex.”
“I-It’s not that this time! I actually… want something… dangerous…”
“It isn’t???!!!!”
“Oww! My ears!!!”
“Then I have an INCREDIBLE list of activities for you, kitty cat! I can trace my sharp tail all over your body, get some premium patrons to toy with your soul, get you eaten by a giant dragon who wants to feel food squirm in their gut, and even register you in my sexy gladiator coliseum where the winner fucks the loser! Of course, I know you’ll always be beaten since you can barely fight, and that’s the most entertaining part!”
“Hey! None of that!”
“Then what?”
“I’ll just come over and tell you. Okay, I’m hanging up now!”
After almost bursting an eardrum, Kitt finishes his breakfast and goes on his way to meet Selo. The cat would take a motorbike and eventually arrive at the city, getting off in front of an unassuming luxurious skyscraper. Since skyscrapers have all kinds of services inside of them, Selo’s demon club fits inconspicuously under mortal eyes and stores. The place still scrutinized those in casual outfits, but Kitt was able to enter thanks to some disguised demon lookouts that kept an eye out for special guests. One lengthy elevator ride later, and Kitt arrived at the 18th floor.
“Club Bing… I still can’t get over the fake name this place has.”
Like any other exclusive club, there was quite a long line before getting in. But for the average clubgoer, Selo’s club is just a normal place to dance, drink, and hang out. The real deal was in the VIP section, where one would have to agree to have their soul monitored in case they made the place known to local authorities or worldwide. Luckily, Kitt was a special VIP and was able to skip through the line and enter the VIP area immediately. The transition from a club filled with normal-looking beasts and drinks to one with all kinds of intimidating monsters was staggering. The area became unnaturally larger, too, as multiple floors suddenly appeared above Kitt, which the cat knew should have been office spaces.
The only semblance of normalcy was the balcony on the other side of the room, but everything else felt too big to fit on one floor. Kitt eventually made his way through the VIP area, passing through ghostly waiters serving bubbling drinks and patrons that seemed like they would eat the cat just by looking at them wrong, until he made his way to the manager's room. Another transition between an orange and moody-lit club to a plush and gilded hallway later, and Kitt finally arrived at the manager's room.
“I swore I'd never sin again, but my patience's running thin…”
“S-Selo? What are you doing with a miniature dancing arcade machine?”
“Ah! Kitty cat! You’re here! Didn’t anybody teach you to knock before entering?!”
“I did! Maybe you couldn’t hear me over how loud your dancing machine is.”
Selo’s manager room was just like fancy room you’d expect to enter when meeting the boss of such a refined establishment, except for the random furniture and objects lying about. Of course, there was a small dancing arcade machine that Kitt walked in on Selo using, but there was also a random inflatable pool with a ball pit and a 400kg barbell. The strange items ranged from childish to something serious, which would be quickly explained once Selo approached Kitt, the small chibi-like wolf succubus’s wings taking them up into the air with a flight similar to a hummingbird before disappearing into a burst of flames and transforming into their giant, hunky true form.
“Aaaanways… Welcome! Now, come on, tell me what you want so I can get back to dancing!”
“Whoa there… You didn’t have to flash me with your… ummm… muscles.”
“Intimidated, kitty cat~? Are you already ready to submit to me subconsciously by just seeing how ripped I am~?”
“No, but it’s the fact that the black shorts you always wear make your cock strain when you’re huge.”
“Oh! Right. But hey! We’re not here because of that! We’re here because you wanted to indulge in some sick twisted fetish that will get you cancelled on social media!”
And with another fiery poof, Selo shrinks back into his chibi form, which was just barely larger than Kitt’s head, and stood on his desk before flipping through a clipboard. Looming over the chibi wolf, Kitt finds that it’s a list for sex services exclusive for VIPs. The ones previously mentioned by Selo over the phone were on the first page, but as the wolf continued to browse, Kitt noticed sections dedicated to specific genders, intensity, and price. And before Kitt knew it, the clipboard flew into his hands as Selo reached into a side drawer and pulled down a book with similar contents instead.
“Alright, kitty cat, go take and see if what you want is there. Or, you know, you could just tell me! I don’t want to guess, you know!”
“For a list of ‘services’ coming from a demonic establishment, the graphic design sure is neat.”
“Of course! Do you think we still write in parchment and feather pens?! We’re in the modern day, kitty cat!”
“Since we’re in the modern day, I assume you can accommodate modern desires too, right? Anyway, what I really want is… something… err… dangerous? On top of that, do you know what dronification is? It might be a new term you’ll only hear online. ”
“Don’t treat me like a grandpa!”
“So, do you know what it is? I was intrigued by the idea of losing myself, a-and I wanted to experience it in a thrilling way.”
“Hmph! Well… Hmmm…”
“What are you doing on your phone?”
“I see… ‘Dronification is a subculture and fetish aesthetic that revolves around the transformation or roleplay of individuals into drone-like entities, often characterized by a loss of autonomy, robotic behavior, and a focus on obedience and efficiency. It blends elements of BDSM, cybernetics, and transhumanism, typically involving themes of mind control, mechanization, and servitude.’”
“Did you just use an AI app to define dronification in front of me?!”
“Does it really matter, kitty cat? I’m just– getting you the definition~ Of course I knew what it is!”
For Selo’s obvious lie, the chibi wolf gets a deserved pinch on the cheek from Kitt. But after telling the truth that he didn’t actually know what dronification was, Selo opens his phone again to properly read the definition. And so with the phone in one hand and his book of services in the other, Selo cross-referenced a service that could satisfy Kitt. Once again looking over the wolf, Kitt sees something similar like getting hypnotized by a siren’s song or getting the soul pushed out and for a spirit to take over and parade the body embarrassingly. However, Selo couldn’t find something that was 1:1 with the idea of dronification so he instead proposed the closest thing.
“The kitty cat wants to lose their sense of self in a dangerous manner… Everything we have to offer is technically safe unless you’re into anal prolapse. But! But… I think I have an idea…”
“Really? What is it?”
“We have this old room where we throw random magic garbage in, and it has existed for a good while now. From things like outdated magic potions, fad clothing, and whole statues, we just dump everything in. And from letting lots of random magic items fester, something inevitably came to life. Some employees paid a visit before and heard squelching noises as well as the feeling of being watched. Nobody has died yet, but when someone went missing, they came back with their bodies violated and covered in dried mysterious fluids~”
“That just sounds like a magic garbage dump.”
“Because it is! But that incident was a few years ago, and our dumping has only increased since then. That also means magic has coalesced enough to create something sinister that could entertain you well~”
“So you want me to get myself fucked in a magic garbage dump?”
“If you don’t want that, I can send you to hell, and you can say hi to the random demons there~”
“D-Does it stink, at least?”
“Surprisingly, since we mostly throw out furniture, it’ll mostly smell like fabric and wood. Of course, that is, until you encounter whatever lurks down there. Who knows? Because I don’t either!”
“A-Alright. Reminds me of exploring another liminal dimension or something. I guess I’m ready whenever.”
“Perfect! Let me just mark you with a tracking tattoo and…”
Kitt’s mouth moved faster than his brain as he watched Selo float over and put a paw on his shoulder to put a tracking tattoo. The scenario he imagined was undeniably erotic that he was already starting to tent in his pants, but was this really safe? Could he really trust Selo? Would he really be unscathed except for the obvious violation he was going to sign up for? Pondering these questions was already too late, as Kitt was thinking with his dick instead of his brain at the moment. And when Kitt caught up, he tried to speak to ask about the guarantee of his safety, only to swallow and drop the idea entirely.
“You should probably take off your clothes before you go. Because, unlike me, you’re a normal mortal who still needs to buy clothes, hehe~”
“Okay, okay, I’m on it. Jeez. No need to mock me. Why are you always so bratty, anyway?”
“‘Cause it’s fun~? Ooh! Hehe! I’m definitely going to keep your underwear~”
“Hey! You better not do anything weird to my clothes!”
“No promises~”
“There… Now what?”
“All clothing removed! Welp. Have fun and good luck!”
“Eh? Why are you saying that to–”
Click.
“Waaaaaaahhh!!!”
Without any warning, Selo pressed a button on his table with a tiny foot, causing the floor to split beneath Kitt, which revealed a trap door hidden right below them. The last thing Kitt saw before he flailed into the dark abyss was Selo looking into the hole, waving back with a smug look before the trapdoor closed. The fall didn’t last forever, but it certainly almost made Kitt piss himself from the shock of the sudden drop. The darkness of the trapdoor chute eventually made way to a giant room with a seemingly endless horizon, the area perpetually lit up with a dim light from an unseen light source.
“W-W-Wait a minute, how am I supposed to– Oof!”
While Kitt was in awe of the endless sea of random trash that the club had thrown into the definitely non-euclidean dump, he forgot that he wasn’t even sure if he was going to survive the fall until he had already landed on a large pile of inflatable pool toys. The cat sank into the pile before bouncing right back up and catching themselves again on an inflatable dragon. It was a relief that Kitt wasn’t just doomed to a fall, as he would have been pretty disappointed and betrayed if Selo had just carelessly dropped him to his death. And from judging from what broke his fall, Selo probably filled his room with pool toys the night before and dumped each one down the trap door chute to clean the place for Kitt’s arrival.
“Goodness… He could have given me a heads-up, or something. Anyway… This place is… real strange…”
Picking himself up from the pile of inflatables that broke his fall, Kitt started to truly take in the surreal environment he found himself in. Just like Selo had described, the magic dump didn’t resemble your usual revolting landfill, but was filled with mountains of random junk that had the heady smell of wood and fabric. The roof and horizon seemingly stretched endlessly, and the floor was filled with dust and made of concrete. Of course, since Kitt landed on a pile of inflatables, it smelled a bit of rubber and pool chlorine before the actual general smell hit his nose. Reaching a small clearing from the inflatable pile he came from, Kitt got a good look at what he’d be dealing with.
“There’s so much random stuff here. It feels like I’m in an attic. Chairs, tables, wardrobes– is that a mall katana?!”
Among the mountains of furniture that surrounded Kitt, the cat noticed a random sword lying about. And taking a closer look around him, Kitt began to notice all kinds of items like a random designer bag, an old phone, a wooden cart, and a skeletal diagram of a small dragon, which he couldn’t tell was real or fake. The place truly had a random assortment of things that Kitt couldn’t even expect to find. But for now, Kitt took the katana to protect his naked fur and began to wander like an RPG adventurer looking for random encounters.
“S-Selo said he didn’t even know what exists down here… Should I try to fight anything that moves or let them get close and… touch me… (I can’t believe I’m so submissive to immediately think of surrendering to the first monster I see…)”
With his probably useless katana of cosplay quality, Kitt continues to wander until he hears a distant rustling to his left. He goes in the general direction before hiding behind a mountain of empty plastic crates when he hears the sound become dangerously close. Hiding behind it, Kitt peers over to see what the noise was.
“What is that…”
Just a few feet away, Kitt saw a strange mass of black goo and items resembling a quadrupedal form digging in a pile. Parts of it were made up of a lamp, a curtain, a sink, and many other random bathroom items, all held together with goo that resembled viscous tar. Thick black veins also streaked the goo, holding it all together as if it were organic flesh. Taking a closer look, two similar monsters were trying to dig in the pile. But their digging would suddenly stop when a blur of clothing in the shape of a rabbit jumped out of the pile they were searching, which they then chased.
“Has an ecosystem developed here? Wolves made out of furniture chasing fabric rabbits… What else exists down here?!”
After taking a look around to make sure the strange wolves were gone, Kitt continued to wander, this time towards an area with a lot of metal and roof panels as if it were a specific dumping ground for a room that was demolished. It was here that Kitt found more of that black goo he saw on the wolves from earlier, this time seeping from the pile of scraps before him. Being the sensible person that he is, Kitt doesn’t touch the goo, but he does poke it with his sword. And to his surprise, it wasn’t animate.
At the moment, that is~ Because the moment Kitt pulled away his goo-smeared sword, the countless piles around him began to vibrate as the goo began to slither across the ground and drag them into one big mountain. The giant pile suddenly began to take shape; first were giant dragon-like claws, before a menacing head with blank pearl-white eyes and sharp yet rusty teeth appeared. The body took form next, with the metal plates and roof panels acting like the creature’s scales.
“I’m not waiting for this thing to fully form! I gotta get out of here!”
Since Kitt wasn’t in a cliché movie, he wasn’t going to wait for the clear danger before him to manifest, and began running away just as the trash dragon let out a mighty roar, signalling its complete manifestation. It didn’t take long for the dragon to lock in on Kitt, either, as he was really the only moving being in sight. The ground immediately began to shake as the trash dragon’s massive feet stomped about, trailing debris and goo as it chased Kitt down.
“Waaah!!! It’s so fast! I need a place to hide!!! B-But everything around me is just a pile of junk!”
Although Kitt had already made distance before the dragon fully formed, just a few more strides would allow it to reach him, so he needed a way to lose it before he got caught and met an unknown fate. The dragon didn’t look friendly at all, and being made of debris certainly didn’t appeal to Kitt. If it were made primarily of goo and had some sentience, perhaps Kitt would have stayed still and allowed himself to be devoured. But the way he could hear its distant roars and snapping of those teeth didn’t make it seem friendly in the slightest.
However, there would be no time to think about how he should be fucked as Kitt would certainly get caught if he didn’t escape the dragon immediately. As he ran and turned corners between junk piles, he quickly scanned any possible hiding spots that would break the line of sight or conceal him completely. He’d already seen wardrobes scattered about before, but getting inside them would be too obvious, not to mention it would probably barely protect him if he dragon just so happened to thrash about in his general area trying to find him.
That was until he saw a giant mountain of fabric comprised of old clothing and costumes throughout the club’s service. Unlike other junk piles, it would definitely be soft to land on and wouldn’t have made hundreds of cuts across his body if he decided to burrow into it. And with really no other choice aside from a pile of sound equipment boxes and wooden crates on one side and mountains of empty glass bottles on the other, Kitt leapt for the giant pile of clothes and burrowed into it, just as the stomps of the dragon neared dangerously close, followed by a loud chomp.
“Phew! That was– Ah! It’s trying to dig in!”
But just when Kitt thought he was safe, the trash dragon began to dig into the mountain of clothes to catch him, forcing Kitt to wiggle his way deeper within by cutting the clothes before him and throwing them behind him to make space. The smell inside the mountain of clothes was a mix of dried sweat and completely clean linen, which all culminated in an almost suffocating environment on top of the small space already providing little air. The panic of the trash dragon pursuing Kitt by clawing at the mountain also made the cat waste more air, but as if fate would have it, there was suddenly an open space within which Kitt stumbled.
“Ahh!!! Oof!!! Ugh… Damn. That’s the second time I fell today…”
Luckily, Kitt’s fall was safely broken once more, this time by a pile of furs and frilly skirts. And once Kitt picked himself up, he took in where he had landed, which was a giant hollow cave inside the mountain of clothes. The place wasn’t dark either, as there was a big hole at the very top to illuminate the place. The trash dragon could have probably followed Kitt in through the top entrance, but it seemed to have lost interest when Kitt escaped its grasp.
“Now this place is… interesting. There’s more of the black goo here. And by the look of it, the black goo animates inanimate objects. Perhaps it's the same thing that allows those wolves and that dragon to exist. So maybe… I-I could… g-get toyed by something soft and safer in here! (This is such a bad idea, but the thought of clothes coming to life and…)”
This was finally it. The thrill of danger has been fulfilled, and the only thing left is the actual enjoyment. Not only that, since Kitt wasn’t so sure about how the black goo worked, it made the idea of approaching them even more exciting in the context of the goo giving life to the piles of clothes around him and being fucked by them. There would be a large puddle of this black goo right under the hole of the mountain of fabric, where light came from, which Kitt would then approach. But as he approached, he noticed that the goo was actually isolated and seemed completely inanimate. He once again prodded the liquid with his cheap sword, but he got no reaction, unlike the trash dragon from before.
“Is it not alive if it has nothing to cling to? Even if I…”
Even with Kitt kneeling down and touching the goo with a finger, it remained inanimate. Stomping directly on a small puddle also didn’t work, meaning it really did need something to cling to come alive. With that realization, it was probably a good thing that Kitt didn’t let the mall katana in his hands linger on the goo earlier for too long, as it could have been stolen from him by the goo. But with the idea in mind, Kitt began looking around the area, looking for something interesting to throw into the pile of goo to animate.
“Surely there’s some… ‘nice’ clothing around here. Something hot… Something… Like these!”
Since this dump was for a demonic club where a lot of debauchery happens behind the scenes, it wouldn’t be too far-fetched to suddenly find some used latex clothing lying about. And the latex cat suit Kitt had found was definitely used, as it reeked of sweat and dried semen, which caused him to immediately pinch his nose to resist the smell. It was in a black box of all sorts of clothing and sex toys, and there were loads of them. Opening each one revealed the same exact smelly contents, but Kitt noted that the magical black goo carried a hint of a sugary smell. So perhaps if he dragged these boxes to the goo, they’d be cleaned as they absorbed.
That was just Kitt’s theory, of course, but he quickly got started pushing a few boxes, lining them up one by one with the cover open to pour them all out in one go. Kitt worked up a sweat pushing just one, but since each box still held a large amount of latex clothing and toys, he settled for only pushing three. And eventually, once he did so, he tipped each of the boxes on the edge of the gooey puddles before letting them all topple over. Latex gloves, gags, used vibrators, and giant dildos all spilled out from the boxes, dirtied with use, which Kitt couldn’t even bear to take a glance at. However, the moment the items settled in the goo, the liquid began to flow and absorb everything, including the boxes themselves.
“It’s working, it’s working! W-Wait, it’s working too well!”
Unfortunately for Kitt, it seemed he had fed too much fuel to the fire, causing the goo to spread uncontrollably. It quickly spread through the entire area, engulfing other regular piles of clothes before moving on to the fabric walls of the hollow mountain. The once colorful and assorted walls of the fabric mountain melted away and were replaced with a harsh black. The hole at the top, illuminating everything, luckily remained, but the entire area quickly became a dark, glossy cavern where Kitt found it incredibly difficult to even raise a foot. Despite that, Kitt was aroused by the feeling of the goop between his toes, dropping his sword as he held his slowly erecting cock and fantasizing about what kind of creature would play with him in the middle.
And so although he made distance from the center when the goo initially spread, he trudged back into the middle where tentacles began to rise. Kitt’s eyes lit up with shameful yet lustful glee at the sight of the tentacles, his cock throbbing and tail swishing from excitement more and more, eventually leading him to rush to the center directly. And when he got there, the goo immediately surged towards him, climbing his legs and clinging stubbornly to his fur. More tentacles then emerged and splattered against Kitt’s body, but he didn’t resist coating. This is what he wanted, of course, and his cock got even harder as the cool dark substance climbed higher and higher until it teased his eggs and thighs.
“Mmhh~ Fuck… I don’t even know if I’ll get what I’m looking for, but I’ll take this any day of the week… Ngh~! Ahh! What the– H-Hey! My dick!”
From the shiny goo now slathering his body, everything below Kitt’s neck was quickly covered in the goo. It felt just like wearing latex that heightened his sensitivity, but with the heightened arousal from the fact that the goo was alive. But what Kitt didn’t expect was the goo wrapped around his cock and balls to suddenly tighten. He lets out a choked gasp as he reaches for his compressing erection with his gooey paws, but excess goo from around the body surged to cover it completely. A large, squeaky bulge marked with a white padlock was the only thing Kitt’s paws arrived at, which made his covered dick feel incredibly sensitive despite the large space between contact.
“Ahh… I can’t erect… I can’t bob my dick… G-Get this off!”
The sudden loss of control of his manhood got Kitt in a panic to try and rip off the nullge that had appeared. However, the moment both his palms made contact with the bulge, pleasure that felt like a jolt traveling from his glans to his spine made him curl up with a moan. The curling motion as a reflex from overstimulation also caused Kitt’s legs to squeeze together, adding more torturous friction to the incredibly sensitive bulge that already had him weak. The cat would try again, steeling through the intense pleasure, but let out an even louder, shuddering moan instead.
And while Kitt was distracted with trying to remove the nullge that had trapped his erection, a massive salivating fleshy tentacle had materialized right below his ass cheeks that was quickly spread bare. The latex covering Kitt’s backside immediately parted, revealing the cat’s furry pale ass that was as soft and untouched as an inexperienced virgin. Though a virgin definitely wouldn’t describe Kitt right now as a submissive slut would be a better descriptor for the cat. But now with Kitt’s ass exposed, the fleshy tentacle suddenly shot up, spreading his cheeks immediately with its absurd girth that had the cat’s rim stretched to its limits.
“Ngh~! ❤️ (W-What ever went inside my ass i-is so big~!)”
Kitt almost fell over from the sudden penetration from the tentacle that was so long that it hadn’t actually fit inside him completely. The cat remains upright to allow the next step to happen, which came from the multiple tentacles that were observing everything. Reaching into the dark puddle around them, one of the tentacles pulls out a gooey black cat mask with a similar white padlock design on the mouth for Kitt. And pulling the mask out of the darkness to present to Kitt, the interior of the mask also included a girthy tentacle similar to the one trying to fit inside the cat’s ass.
The poor trembling cat could only give a hesitant gulp as tendrils suddenly sprouted from the mask, clinging onto his gooey latex bodysuit and trying to latch onto his face. Kitt’s startled gasp from the sudden attack easily allowed the fleshy tentacle to enter his mouth, but he didn’t resist it. He tried his best to relax and allow the tentacle to slide deeper into his mouth and eventually down his throat until his gag reflex prevented him. To remedy this biological limitation, one of the observing tentacles went inside Kitt’s ears and mind to block out his gag reflex.
“Gouh… Mmphh… (Feeling… dizzy…)”
Kitt’s eyes rolled back as his mind was infiltrated by the gooey tentacle, causing his thoughts to slow down while the tentacle in his mouth finally drove deeper. With his gag reflex gone, the tentacle easily slid past his tongue and completely filled his throat, pulsing with an unnatural life as if testing how much the cat’s throat could stretch. A prominent bump was now visible on Kitt’s neck, which continued to bulge as the tentacle invaded deeper and deeper until he could no longer breathe. Luckily, the goo assaulting every hole on Kitt’s body expected this and gave the cat mercy by growing nasal tubes that branched out from the throat tentacle, plunging into Kitt’s nose and connecting straight into his larynx.
The profound stuffing has reduced Kitt’s speech to only muffled moans, while the sheer discomfort of the tentacle lodged in his throat made him tear up. By this point, Kitt was incredibly overwhelmed and had begun to regret playing with living goo, tugging on the latex that covered his body, but was only met with a stinging slap when the stretchy material slipped from his gooey paws. However, it was too late for regrets, and now both the mask and the tentacle in Kitt’s ass were making their final push, one ready to reach his stomach while the other was ready to breach his colon.
“Mmmhh… Mmhh~!!! ❤️(F-Fuck! Ngaaaah!!!)”
As both tentacles of both ends of his body slipped in completely at the same time, the arousal and constant pressure against Kitt’s prostate had finally pushed him over the edge. But when Kitt curled up again to brace for his mind-shattering orgasm, nothing came. Instead, his bulge throbbed unbearably as it buzzed with pleasure that couldn’t be vented. What came instead was a torturously denied orgasm that had Kitt screaming into his gag, but to no avail. Kitt tried everything to get off: grabbing the sensitive bulge and pinching his nipples, but nothing could push him over the edge.
The nullge had completely denied him the ability to cum, which was soon to feel like hell when the tentacle inside Kitt’s rectum began to thrust. It started slowly at first, but when the pace picked up and his prostate was struck repeatedly, Kitt immediately fell to his knees, head down and ass up as the tentacle dildo plapped away at his ass. Kitt tried to get off by meeting the thrusts of the tentacle dildo, but once again, no true orgasm came, just an intense pleasure that could not be released. And so with Kitt completely sealed in the chastity latex suit, he could only writhe on the ground, tugging on his mask and bulge while his abdomen and throat bulged obscenely from every thrust of the tentacles that filled them.
With Kitt now completely in the throes of the goo he brought to life, it began to do something more than just turn him into a latex toy as another tentacle went into Kitt’s other ear and began to stir. As if it were another receptive hole to fuck, the tentacles in Kitt’s ears began to thrust in time with the dildo and cock gag already violating him, his head bobbing up and down while his mind grew blank. And unlike Kitt, who couldn’t cum, the tentacles that were fucking the cat could, or at least, do something similar. From the tips of these tentacles, black, precum-like substance began oozing as if the tentacles were about to reach their own orgasms.
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It didn’t take long for the tentacles to reach their peak from their rapid thrusts into every orifice in Kitt’s body. And with one final push to lodge themselves as deep in Kitt’s body as possible, each tentacle spewed warm, tasteless black goo to fill the cat up. Black goo spurted out of Kitt’s ears, ass, and from beneath that lock cat mask that covered his face, while his stomach grew distended as the tentacle in his mouth pumped mouthfuls after mouthful of goo into his stomach. The tentacle dildo in Kitt’s ass also did the same, the cat’s filled guts aiding in the inflation of their belly. And for one last degrading act, every entrance to Kitt’s body was sealed; the latex covering his ears, his mouth, and his ass all melded into one, with the only thing left exposed being small, almost imperceptible nose holes on his blank cat mask.
“Mmhh… (Hard to… think…)
With Kitt completely overstimulated and barely supplied with oxygen thanks to the small nose holes of his cat mask, maintaining consciousness felt like an impossible task he’d eventually lose. It was at least an incredible way to pass out, but Kitt was worried about doing so as he’d have no idea what would happen while he was incredibly vulnerable in the black goo’s hold. Though he wouldn’t have to imagine any longer, as the hollow cave of the fabric mountain began to shake. The light coming from the exposed top would then get blocked out, revealing that the trash dragon from earlier was peering inside, having found the entrance to where its prey escaped. Kitt was still a wreck, writhing in the puddle of goo, so he didn’t expect to be suddenly pulled out of the brink of unconsciousness from his body suddenly jolting up to dodge the crash of the trash dragon.
“Mmmphhh~!!! ❤️(Ouhh~!!! M-My body feels like it’s about to explode!!!)”
From the sudden movement of the suit that coated him, every inch of Kitt’s body jerked from all the stimulating spots that were disturbed. Any slight movement would jostle the tentacle dildo inside Kitt, so imagine his expression beneath the mask when the cat was forced to dodge with a stylish backflip. It was definitely better than dying from getting stomped on by the trash dragon, but the question is, what was the suit doing to Kitt now? The cat was still incredibly disoriented from the continuous full-body stimulation that barely allowed them to stand, not to mention that their sight was still covered by the cat mask.
So when Kitt was puppeted to dodge again, this time from a claw swipe of the trash dragon, he could no longer keep supporting his knees, which were basically jelly from all the pleasure. Despite that, the suit kept him upright and dodging like a graceful cat and not a drooling host. The suit’s reflexes obviously came with a price, which was the way it was feeding off the cat’s cum. Kitt’s nullge did more than just suppress his orgasms and erection, but had burrowed into his urethra, the goo turning into thin tendrils filled both his seminal glands and eggs. Now occupying Kitt’s reproductive organs, the suit leached off the cat’s sperm and semen with every autonomous movement while still denying actual ejaculation.
“Mmhhh… mmhhh… (Almost passed out but… now my body feels like… it’s flying all over the place…)”
A flurry of claw and tail swipes assaults Kitt as the suit continues to dodge for him, leading to further extraction and involuntary stimulation. And when Kitt’s essence began to run dry, the suit began “production” by fucking Kitt from every hole again. The cock gag and dildo tentacle began to thrust and stir once more, all the while Kitt was being chased around by the trash dragon. Kitt’s neck and abdomen bulged obscenely as he ran while oh so desperately trying to curl up into a ball to brace himself from the pleasure. However, the suit remained in complete control, forcing his limbs back into the place it desired as it continued to keep the cat safe.
And after seemingly extracting enough of Kitt’s essence, the suit went on the offensive, leaping back to the puddle at the center of the hollow mountain and retrieving the mall katana the cat carried. It wouldn’t try to fight the dragon with just a simple sword but would instead coat it in the same goo it was made of, enlarging the weapon and strengthening it just in time to block the trash dragon’s bite. The suit barely blocked the bite in time to save Kitt, and with every movement translating to harsh stimulation, when the suit was resisting the trash dragon’s upper and lower jaw, the tentacles in Kitt’s ass and mouth went to their deepest point once more before retracting when the suit broke him free. However, just when Kitt thought he’d finally be saved by the autonomous suit, the tentacles in his ears stirred wildly, and an oppressive voice filled his head.
“RELINQUISH YOUR MIND TO ME IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE.”
“Hmm?! (W-Who’s there? And no way! I-I’ve almost gone insane from every hole in my body getting filled!)”
“YOU WISH TO PERISH THEN?”
“Hmm… (W-Well… Y-You will keep me safe, right? A-A-And make me feel good… even if it was a bit scary…)”
“ENACT MY WILL AND YOUR DESIRE FOR ENDLESS PLEASURE WILL FOLLOW.”
Kitt stood there motionless as he conversed with the sudden voice that filled his mind, causing the trash dragon’s moment of stagger to go to waste as it lunged at him. But just as the trash dragon’s sharp and rusty teeth came close to maiming Kitt, the cat deflected the blow with their goo-covered sword before drawing a powerful slash that cuts the dragon’s head off. It seemed like an immediate victory, but the trash dragon simply picked up its head and reattached it, the same black goo that held its body’s shape reattaching to the point of severance. It wouldn’t be easy to take the creature down, but the suit that now had Kitt’s mind knew that and prepared to launch another attack.
And now, having given up his mind to cooperate, Kitt was completely pliant beneath the gooey drone suit. His eyes and expression were blank with bliss while his body now moved with the suit. There was no resistance from the constant ass and mouth fuck to pleasure him to produce cum as well. There was only blank obedience and complete surrender, which the real Kitt, now barely a conscious thought, found incredibly arousing. Of course, survival was the priority at the moment, so Kitt isn’t aware of what was happening right now. But the extra dangerous thought of leaving his life in the hands of this strange, unknown suit who could very well not let him go afterwards made his nulled cock throb subconsciously.
“GOOD. GOOD. SINK INTO BLISS AND LET US TAKE OVER.”
It was no longer a pleasured murmur coming from the blank mask on Kitt’s face but an ominous amalgamation of different voices speaking. Whatever was in full control also made sure to relish their vessel, squeezing Kitt’s nullge and tugging on the tentacle dildo in the cat’s ass before letting it snap back in. With the two last checks of consciousness, the suit finally struck back, the goo-covered sword in Kitt’s growing in size before plunging straight into the trash dragon’s chest. This attack, however, barely got a reaction from the trash dragon, which simply grabbed Kitt and the sword and threw them both away before retaliating with a full body slam made deadly by all the sharp junk that covered it.
Instead of dodging, the suit turned the sword in their hands into a large lance, impaling the dragon as it crashed. The attack obviously didn’t work, just as the large stab the suit made earlier had no effect. The real plan was to cause a large enough wound to the trash dragon to enter and destroy it from within. And so when the trash dragon lifted themselves off the lance they were impaled on, there was a momentary gap between the metal plates that acted as its scales, which the suit used as an opportunity to invade the trash dragon’s body. Before the dragon could react, the suit began digging through its body, swiftly reaching its core before it could even retaliate by compressing the sharp junk that made up its body to crush them.
With two superpowered paws, the suit crushed a shimmering black orb that acted as the trash dragon’s core, the vile creature letting out one last roar before the goo that made up its body lost shape, leaving only a large pile of goo-covered junk in the center of the hollow fabric mountain. The only trace the dragon left behind was the gigantic claw marks that scarred the ground and piles of used clothes around them as if the suit had only fought a ghost. And now with the threat defeated, the suit awoke Kitt’s consciousness to share their victory with the cat.
“WAKE.”
“Pop! Ack! Cough, cough, cough! F-Finally, that gag was terrible…”
“THE INTRUDER OF THIS TERRITORY HAS BEEN DEALT WITH. LEAVE.”
“Eh? B-But you promised endless pleasure would follow if I allowed you to take over!”
“REALLY? FOR THE AMOUNT OF ABUSE YOUR BODY HAS TAKEN, YOU FIND THE WILL TO CONTINUE? MORTALS ARE TRULY A MYSTERY. VERY WELL.”
As if the trash dragon’s intrusion was nothing more than a chore, the blank cat mask slapped back onto Kitt’s face, and the voice disappeared without ever revealing its identity. The cycle of wonderful violation to Kitt’s ass and mouth restarted anew, but this time with extra help from the living goo as a “reward”. From the same viscous pool of black goo Kitt was writhing in earlier, several blank goo cats emerged and surrounded him. They all had the same locked appearance as Kitt; featureless, glossy bodies with a white lock design on their faces and bulges. And as quickly as they emerged, the blank goo cats touched Kitt all over, pressing against the tentacles that were stuffing his mouth and ass and squeezing his bulge relentlessly.
One of the blank goo cats even straddled Kitt and started sitting on his sensitive bulge, making him flail intensely before the other goo cats held him down. Torturous dry orgasms soon followed, with Kitt having no way to stop each one until he once again turned into a crying, drooling mess underneath his blank cat mask. But it was just as the suit had offered. Endless pleasure where Kitt would lose track of time as he mindlessly relished the drone orgy he was rewarded with. At the very least, he’s safe with the goo compared to being lost outside again, but at the cost of once again losing himself to pleasure. Well, it is what Kitt was looking for after all~
“Kitty cat? It’s been three days~ I hope you’ve had enough fun! Oh, wow! What an interesting religious site you’ve got here~ Unfortunately, your friends are looking for you, and I can’t exactly return a mindless dumb cat, you know?”
When Selo eventually arrived to rescue Kitt when the cat’s friends got worried, the demon wolf arrived at the sight of Kitt embedded in a pillar of latex with his abdomen taut with goo and legs folded to his shoulders. His ass was exposed before several blank goo cats that seem to have basically turned Kitt into a symbol of worship, staring blankly as the cat’s ass got fucked endlessly by a tentacle that continuously spewed goo with no indication whether or not Kitt even had any breaks in between. Unfortunately, like all good things in life, Selo pried Kitt off the pillar of latex and blasted the blank goo cats that tried to reclaim their possession away. But as a treat, Selo doesn’t immediately remove the goo coating Kitt, continuing to let the goo fuck the cat as he carries him back upstairs with his tiny buzzing wings, all the while hoping that the kind but undeniably slutty cat he knew was still breathing.
在环绕基特的家具山之中，猫咪注意到一把随意放置的剑。再仔细看看周围，基特开始注意到各种物品，比如一个名牌包、一部旧手机、一辆木制手推车，还有一副小型龙的骨骼图——他分不清是真的还是假的。这地方确实有基特想都想不到的随机 assortment of things。但现在，基特拿起那把武士刀保护自己赤裸的毛皮，开始像RPG冒险者寻找随机遭遇一样漫步。
