Just having finished playing with my catnip mouse, I was in a particularly good mood right now. As I groomed my forepaws, I let the soothing scent sink deeper into my fur, enjoying the afterglow of the rough and tumble hunting practice. Big Cat was out and doing who knows what, as usual, so I had the place to myself. Or at least, that's what I thought! Coming from the kitchen was the crunch of kibble being consumed, and after giving the air an experimental nibble... Nope! That wasn't me, at least I was pretty sure of that. Sniffing the air made me feel comfortably drowsy as I took in more of the herbal scent that surrounded me. May as well see who the visitor is, and then go take a nap, I'm sure they wouldn't mind a bit of cuddles.

Crouched by my dish is a scraggly little ball of fur, oh poor little thing! It's a lost... kitten? Honestly I can't be bothered to take too close a look, it's time for cuddles now. More cuddles can never hurt a kitten, especially one on the small side of things. As I approach, it freezes in place and tenses up, ready to bolt. Yes, I know meeting new people is scary, c'mere hon, no it's not time to play tag, just... hold still! Squishing them to the floor with a paw, I nuzzle at their neck and lap softly where their scruff should be to show I mean no harm. It's a bit difficult to pick up the little fuzz but I manage to carry them safely towards my sun-soaked bed. Seems as though this little one has been through a bit of a rough time, the fur from their tail is all gone and their eartips are rounded instead of pointy! But their scent is absolutely feminine, even if it is a bit strange.

Eyes mostly shut, I give her a tonguebath and continue to cradle her within a nest of my limbs. Like any disobedient little one, she keeps trying to escape naptime but after I foil the first few attempts to run away, she starts to settle into my warm fur, using the space between my forelegs as a hidey hole. Much better~ Purrrring contentedly, I yawn and curl around her, intending to enjoy the afternoon sun and sleep off the rest of the catnip.

One nap later, I stretch, nuzzling at the still-sleeping... mouse!? Sniffing all around, I try and figure out where the kitten went before realizing that I had been tricked! Instead of a scraggly kitten, a purple mouse had managed to sneak inside, eat from my bowl and then cuddle up to me. How dare this mousie try to act like a cute little kitten! Grumbly and pouting, I roll her over and sniff at her belly. Now that I know she's prey, maybe I could have a bit of fun with her before having an evening snack~

Shifting the mouse a bit lower, it just takes only a moment for me to measure her up to my package. The space between her legs was much too small, as expected. A part of me wants to see how far I would be able to get, pushing her body to the limit... but I decide against it. If she can't tend to me that way, she can certainly do this! Pressing her muzzle against my sheath, I hear muffled squeaks as she awakens to a faceful of kitty cock~

It doesn't take too much effort to hold her head in place, humping against her squishy nose, her soft features and leaving behind a coating of musky pre. I have to slowly ease off the pressure as my length forces her head back until she manages a gasp of air, mouth finally free of my sheath. My jaws frame her sight as she sputters, and I easily wrap my mouth around her upper body. Each little squirm of hers just encourages me to swallow again, delicious mouse sinking down my throat bit by bit.

I can feel her squirming inside me, wriggling about in my stomach as I tend to my own needs. Being warmed up by her was quite a pleasant experience... Perhaps I'll try that again with the next mouse who wanders into my domain~