A Game of Cat and Mouse 2

Webb couldn’t help but feel a bit proud of his handiwork. In front of him were the four cats that had chased him into this empty store, each of which had been rendered powerless. The store had provided the means for his escape, lending him various items and potions that he had used against his attackers. Arranged in front of him were what remained of the four cats. Sam, a tabby, was the first to get whammied. He was hit with a potion that transformed his entire body into nothing more than his very own cock. Webb reached out and picked Sam up, getting slightly turned on by the fact that he was holding the cat by its most intimate organ.

“Put me down!” Sam screamed inside his head. Webb gave him a small lick, just enough to get the cat involuntarily turned on. The slight moan and pulsing throb coming from the member brought a grin to his face. He set the dick back down on the counter, breaking their mental link. The cock flexed slightly on top of the glass, but it wouldn’t be nearly enough to get the cat off by itself.

The second was Brett, he used to be a sleek black cat. He was still sleek and black but now most of his body was segmented and appeared to be made of a type of hard plastic. Multiple balled sections connected together by thin strips allowed the body some slight ability to bend in various directions. Brett’s face made up the largest of the anal beads, the look of shock that accompanied the transformation had not changed since. Now that Sam was hard, he knew exactly what he could do with Brett. He picked up the beads from the tail end, dangling the black cat up in the air. The first two beads looked to be a perfect size. With one hand, he spread Sam’s tip and with the other fed the beads into his urethra. Sam whimpered as each bead was swallowed down into the shaft. Webb only managed to insert three beads before the rest were too large to fit through the opening, even the third was pushing it.

Webb still hadn’t learned the name of his third attacker. He chomped down on the wad of ‘gum’ in his mouth, having nearly forgotten about it. The cat hadn’t stopped moaning from the moment he became malleable. The ‘gum’ was a very distinct organ Webb had pulled off of the clay-like kitty. His tongue kneaded and reshaped the organ until it was thin enough for him to blow a bubble. As the organ popped, another spurt of salty cum dribbled out into Webb’s mouth. His whiskers twitched excitedly at the prospect of having actually created an everlasting gobstopper.

Then there was Skeller. He was the leader of the small group and the one who instigated every encounter.  His body was being controlled completely by a voodoo doll Webb was lucky enough to find when he had been backed into a corner. At the moment Webb had the doll separated into six distinct pieces, the arms, the legs, the torso, and the head. Skeller’s body was also in six distinct pieces, all still alive and mentally linked. Webb threw the arms and legs into a box and propped the bully’s torso up on a small modeling pole. Even as Skeller’s detached head protested, his body betrayed him as the pole slid up his hole. His pink cat cock grew to full length despite his insistence that he wasn’t getting turned on by being penetrated. Webb reached out and stroked the tiny thing. He’d always imagined that it would be much longer.

“This place is amazing.” Webb sighed and turned away from the broken kitty. He had never felt such control in his life. For this seemingly fleeting moment he was more powerful than anyone in the world. It was just then that a bit of light from outside reflected off of something shiny on the counter and into his eyes. He turned to find that the light was reflecting off of a set of keys.

Instinctually, Webb reached out and placed his paw on them. A cold chill enveloped his body, sending shivers from his toes to his whiskers. The store had been helping him out this entire time, he knew now. It wasn’t just pure dumb luck that he happened to dash in when he did, nor had it been happenstance that he would stumble upon the items he needed. No, this store had somehow managed to direct him exactly where he needed to be, keeping him safe at every turn. He knew this because he could sense it. The store was partially alive.

“Thank you.” Webb was humbled, not knowing how to react to such kindness from an entity he still didn’t fully understand.

He knew why it was abandoned. A memory that wasn’t his own played out vividly before his eyes. The old store owner had been attempting to blackmail a customer looking for advice. The wolf had tricked the bull into touching a cursed item that transformed him into a plush. The wolf carried him away from the store, leaving it abandoned and ownerless. But there was more, a part of it neither of them could ever understand, the events that day were not random, both had been manipulated by the store. Whatever part of the store was alive, it wanted to get rid of the previous owner and find a new one that wasn’t corrupt.

“You chose me? I don’t know what to say… I’m honored.” He knew that if anyone heard him talking to himself they would consider him crazy. He knew the store could hear him. Lights flickered on one by one, the surrounding air temperature increased, it was like the place was coming to life around them.

Even Webb felt different, completely renewed and full of an energy he never knew existed. For the first time in his life, he felt strong. Every piece of the puzzle was falling perfectly into place. He took it all in, slowly scanning the shop, his shop. He felt like Charlie, standing in the middle of his newly acquired chocolate factory. Where should he start? There’s so much magic in every nook and cranny and he wanted to explore it all. All in due time. He turned back to his captives. They would make fine additions to the selections the store has to offer. 

***

Dex slung a backpack over his shoulder and made his way down the unusually empty street. As he was about to turn the corner, a sign caught his attention. “Webb’s Wonders.”

“That’s strange. I don’t remember that store being here before.” He peeked in the window, it looked like a combination of a gothic magic store mixed with an adult store. Curiosity got the better of him and he took a step inside, blushing when a bell rang out to announce his entrance.

“Hello young man.” A small voice came from behind the counter. Dex followed the sound and found a mouse sitting casually behind the counter. “You look like a dog that could use a toy. I think I’ve got just the thing for you.” The mouse walked out from behind the counter, growing as he made his way around until the two of them were approximately the same height.

“Whoa!” Dex gawked at the oversized mouse. His nose caught a whiff of cat musk and his eyes honed in on the appendage hanging around the guy’s neck. The size and shape were distinctly feline.  He growled involuntarily, instincts beginning to kick in. He wanted to lash out and bite the necklace, but forced himself to remain calm.

“Drooling over a cat are we?” The shopkeeper grinned and stroked the necklace. Dex snapped out of his stupor and lowered his ears, no longer certain why he had stopped here in the first place but too intrigued to leave. “I think you’ll find what you need in aisle 1. Why don’t you take a look and let me know if you find anything to your liking.” The mouse smiled and returned to a stool behind the counter, rubbing a paw over the necklace and Dex took a look around.

He made his way into the first aisle. Seeing some of the goods and just thinking about what could be done with them was enough to get his body stirring. Then a sleek black set of beads caught his attention, the largest bead looked like it belonged to that of a cat. Dex licked his lips as he read the description, ‘Living Beads.’ He didn’t even try to hide his clear as day puppy boner poking through his tight jeans. He could still smell a hint of cat left behind from when the guy had been transformed into the object. This was it, he had to have it. He grabbed the item off the shelf.

“Please, help me! I’m trapped!” The cat whined. Dex rubbed a couple of the smaller beads, trying to determine which one might have been formed out of the cat’s crotch. When he found it, the voice stopped complaining and started moaning.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” He held the beads carefully in both hands, continuing to rub the smaller one as he made his way back up to the counter.

“I see you’ve found something to your liking, a nice prize it is indeed.” The storekeeper smiled, chuckling to himself.

“How much?” Dex asked, reaching for his wallet.

“For you, no money required, how about just a cup of your cum?” The mouse placed a small container down on the counter. “Looks like it should be fairly easy for you.” The mouse winked, causing him to blush furiously. 

Dex stared at the container for a moment, considering what the storekeeper was going to do with his spunk. It didn’t matter though, all he had to do was give up a little bit of sperm and he could leave with this fantastic prize?

“Deal.” He grabbed the cup and started to make his way toward a bathroom.

“Nuh uh. You have to do it right here in front of me.” The mouse grinned and Dex gave pause. He wanted the toy, that much was true, but to paw off in front of a stranger for it? That made the situation a little more difficult. Still, the toy was fantastic and he got the feeling that if he left now without it, he would never have the opportunity to get it again. He hesitantly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down to the floor, revealing himself to the mouse. The quicker he got this over with, the sooner he could leave. The shopkeeper took a seat on the counter, eyeing the hunk of meat between Dex’s legs. It was short and thick, nothing to complain about. His black furred shaft pulled back to reveal his bright pink rod already dripping with some pre. He placed his right paw at the base, where the knot would form and gave it a decent squeeze. It formed quickly as he imagined all of the ways he was going to use the new toy once he got home. He attempted to catch every drop that leaked out of him with the container. He bit his lip, a primal growl escaping him as he stroked faster. Dex bounced on weak knees as he let loose into the cup. The white substance filled up more than three quarters of the cup as he continued to spasm. For a moment he was worried that it was going to overflow. With each squirt he noticed a change, his knot was shrinking far too quickly, usually it would take at least a half hour for him to go down, but it was clearly half as large as it had been when he first let loose. He gave it a small squeeze, jumping with sensitivity. It was just as hard as it would normally be after finishing up, just smaller. The mouse snatched the container out of his hands, capped it, and slapped a label on the side.

“Thanks, it’s going to make someone very happy to get that knot of yours.” The mouse winked and Dex stood there staring dumbfounded down at his doghood. The length and size hadn’t changed, only his knot was significantly smaller. He could never tie anyone with it. In exchange, a bag was placed on the counter with his new toy. Dex zipped up his pants, feeling like they were both cramped and spacious at the same time. He placed the bag in his backpack and left the store. His knot was a small price to pay for ownership of this living inanimate object. He hurried down the street not wanting to waste a single moment getting to know his new toy.