𝐹𝒾𝓀𝒶

-for a second than third time, but not to make this a habit no, but only to return to playing with her cock using that paw again as the throbbing grew more intense, Fika even swatted it this time!

And then again, even that cock being hit by the cat was pleasure instead of pain…

It was like the feline’s body was MADE for this or something as she bottomed out, ever last inch of Makima swallowed down and surrounded by undulating muscles that tried to draw her even deeper…

Only for cold are to now meet that saliva covered flesh for just a moment before Fika sank down again-

What are you waiting for? Upgrades can only be chosen once, surely it’s not THAT hard of a decision right? Either way you’re revealing you’re addicted to cats, so what’s the holdup? Just choose~

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It was delightful seeing some indulgence that Fika didn’t have to blatantly tempt out of someone for once, so much so the feline began to purr harder than she ever had so far. Her entire body was rumbling against Lucoa from the force of it as her interior flexed around those fingers.

-opening her mouth and sliding that cock inside. The sandpaper tongue scratching the bottom, the fangs offering an almost cage like entrance as Fika slid her deeper. And then the velvety walls of her throat itself…

T-This was a whole new kind of blowjob, and Fika is still swallowing her deeper!

There was a meow! Likely one of deliberation? On one hand Makima’s cock was massive, but on the other the idea of making her cum using her little paws was delightful in itself…

But eventually, Fika would seem to make a decision as she lapped at that cock again, a few times on the tip before-

After that, she’d lean back up and free her claw from that opening, going back to grinding that leaking tip into her soft and squishy pawpads. Sometimes even scraping a claw down Makima’s frenulum before returning the tip.

The woman was a cat toy now, and nothing more.

All at her mercy, just like Fika likes it. How pathetic was this, a grown woman being teased and toyed with by a cat?

Using the opening she made, Fika would push her tongue in deeper to lick even slower up one side of Makima’s urethra. She delighted in seeing the way she squirmed as she did so…

Dragon she says? Well, Fika has seen stranger…so why not believe it?

As her clit began to be teased and that slick pussy was invaded, Fika would do her best in her position to latch onto Lucoa’s stiffened nipple to suckle it every few licks, occasionally even scraping it with one of her fangs.

-prick as it was pulled open just enough for Fika to lean forward and lick, that sandpaper textured tongue scraping the open slit in the woman’s cock, the sensitive insides getting ever so slightly stimulated instead of the shaft like most others would do.

𝙎𝙡𝙤𝙬. 𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜. 𝘿𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙨...

It was so pathetically depraved hearing Makima beg for more, and that turned the cat on…But she couldn’t just give her what she wanted so easily.

Instead, Fika would extend a claw and allow it to catch on the entrance to Makima’s urethra, the pointed tip giving a sharp but not necessarily painful-

A mewl of satisfaction was forced out of the feline’s throat as those first jolts of pleasure made it to her brain.

That delighted purr would start up again as she pushed just a bit further, sandpaper-esque tongue scratching at Lucoa’s nipple in full as Fika’s slit began to get just a bit wetter

That tongue was able to scratch just a bit as she was pushing just a bit more to get at Lucoa…what a peculiar feeling, scratchy and stimulating just enough to be unique in its own way without being painful…

Would it feel better if she could be more direct, instead of being off a little?

Slowly getting there…or perhaps she was playing the same game? First time someone has tried to turn it back on her, if such was the case…

Either way, she was close enough to begin moving on with the plan, considering the position of that hand, and Fika would begin lapping at what she could reach.

Considering the size of them? Not a surprise whatsoever that others were interested in these.

Hooking a claw into the top blatantly this time, Fika would tug just enough to reveal part of Lucoa’s nipple, and give her an opening to begin leaning forward, pressing her wet little nose close to it.

-and tugging that top down just a bit with each time it happened. The cat wouldn’t admit it aloud even if she COULD do so, but it isn’t often that she’s impressed with someone’s assets. But Lucoa’s were much softer than others she’s been able to knead…

So that’s a point for her!

Oh well…Can’t always expect the insight to last forever. With her position returned, Fika would begin kneading those tits again whilst remembering to keep her claws sheathed as best she could…At least until she would ‘accidentally’ get stuck in spots where the fabric was loose, freeing herself-

-all the time necessary to deliberate these questions as she relaxed in that grip. She could’ve squirmed out at any time, as cats are well equipped to do, but what can she say. It’s a treat for her to have people catch on to her awareness

Another nod, so the feline couldn’t speak in the traditional sense then…But there was intelligence there, and the ability to understand when spoken to.

That does however shed a different light on her interest in those breasts, what else would that curiosity extend to…? Fika seemed to give Lucoa-

Oh? Caught on has she? Not often that happens. Well, might as well indulge her then.

In response to the request, Fika would nod as a gentle, almost inquisitive meow escaped her. Where was this going to go? That remains to be seen, but the curiosity of a cat was always impossible to hide.

-one the feline would be against solving.

After all, nobody can resist the call of nature forever, and seeing those who try wittingly or not eventually succumb to lustful urges was delightful for the feline.

But for now, she’d take it a step further by putting a bit harder, rumbling against Lucoa.

No resistance? Perfect, perhaps this may be easier than expected. Continuing her onslaught on the woman’s breasts, Fika would debate her next course of action. Lucoa had more control over herself than most who see her after all, so getting in her pants through temptation would be a puzzle…

But not-

-look remained…at least until Fika would squirm a little, lifting herself out of the woman’s arms just enough to be resting against her ample bosom. With her paws reaching forward, she’d begin to knead the fabric covered flesh.

Sometimes slow was better, easier to get what she wants that way.

If Lucoa didn’t know better, it would’ve been easy to see it as a look of assessment. Like a predator eying up prey and trying to figure out the best avenue of attack, but Fika was just a happy little cat so clearly that couldn’t be right. The woman was so much bigger after all!

But still that-

-and use her pack to remove herself from the girl’s massive cock, ignoring the emptiness of her animal cunt to sit down and move the pack closer, reaching a paw out and rubbing the soft pad on the tip.

This was a message…Makima was the toy, not Fika herself.

If she had the capability, Fika would almost certainly be grinning. How cute, she thinks she’d be HER’S? That isn’t quite how this works, and it seems she needs to be shown it.

Utilizing the unique ability to squirm out of someone’s grip innate to all cats, Fika would free herself from Makima’s-

Fika wouldn’t fight the woman as she was picked up, instead opting to slightly purr since she was gentle with her. Those green eyes would be locked on Lucoa however almost as if assessing her in a way even as she purred.

Was there…? No, nonsense. It’s just a cat after all.

There’s the depravity she was waiting for to emerge! As she was thrust into, the feline would begin to purr as she extended her claws to give herself grip, pulling herself forward…

𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬

Deeper, velvety inner walls of an 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡 gripping that cock like a vice

-pussy though…it was so close now, time remains to tell what Makima would do to the feline.

But to make whatever was coming easier, Fika would kick her jetpack’s power into gear, lifting herself off the floor and closer to being leveled with that leaking dick.

What did she expect? She’s talking to a cat, one with some wit sure but nothing like the specimens from the Lunar Colony…

But that’s unimportant, what was however was the lack of fear in the feline’s eyes as that fuckrod was revealed. Had she taken bigger? Makima would never know.

That pussy’s-