Inside a local tavern, somewhere in a bustling city. There was a black and white cat, with a yin-yang fur color scheme, with red patches of fur on his chest. He wore some brown pants held up by a belt and has a bagpipe slung onto his back and some bongos with him. He was at a table alone, as many patrons carried on.
He has his own drink of ale and glances nervously around, paranoid. You see, this cat's name is Bartholomew, a feline bard who has a problem. He believes some wizard had some beef with him and cursed him to be in a time loop. However, he was just paranoid and forgot what day it was and people had some schedules.
In other words, he was pretty much a nervous wreck and desperately needed some company to keep him sane. The feline bard looked around, maybe someone could help him with his problems. He scans across the tavern, hoping to see someone that catches his eye.
He knows that if he acts up, people will look at him weird, judge him, say he's crazy about his time loop theory and then he'll go back home and have a good cry. So, yeah. He's not looking forward to that scenario anytime soon.
'I have to break this loop… I just have to!' He thought in despair. As he sulked, he felt something on his shoulder. Bartholomew gasped and looked up. Seeing a man looking at him.
He was wearing a dark brown coat, some grey jeans, black fingerless gloves, and he had a short stubby beard. "I'm sorry to bother you, but you look troubled." He said. "May I sit down?"
"S-Sure." Bartholomew replied. Still a bit shaken up. The man nodded silently and sat across from him. "I… I know you're not gonna believe me, but…"
He trailed off. Bartholomew knew he shouldn't let this thing slip in front of a complete stranger. However, the man was insistent. "Go on, I'm listening." He said.
Bartholomew sighed before continuing. "I'm… Stuck in a time loop. No matter what I do, I start the day all over again." He explained. "I still have no idea what caused it and I'm getting worried that this'll happen for the rest of my life!"
Surprisingly, the man didn't look at Bartholomew weird or call him a liar. What did he do? He sighed. "I'm deeply sorry to hear that. I had a friend that suffered from something similar." He said. "In fact, I know a way to break it."
Bartholomew lit up at this. "You… You do?" He asked in disbelief. "How?"
The man smiled at him and stood up. "Just come with me." He replied. "It's an ancient remedy, but it should work flawlessly."
For the first time since this whole fiasco began, Bartholomew smiled. "Thank you, sir…!" He sniffled.
"I'm Louis." The man introduced. "And you are?"
"Bartholomew. Anything to break this time loop!" The cat replies, he was just sick of feeling like he had to start all over again. He would take anything than to relive the same day again and again.
Bartholomew stands up and follows Louis, curious as to what this ancient remedy could be. Is it some potion? A counter spell? Some sort of ritual? He has no idea. The feline bard was still nervous, looking around, as if something would surprise him.
His paranoia kicking in again. But no. This had to be different! He didn't wanna be labeled as 'the crazy cat who's delusional' again.
Louis led Bartholomew into a building and up a flight of stairs. "Where are we going?" Asked Bartholomew. Still a bit paranoid.
"My apartment." Louis replied before the two reached a door. Presumably, this is where he lived.
Bartholomew watched as Louis took out a key and inserted it into the lock. Once he unlocked the door, he opened it and gestured Bartholomew to go inside. Nervously, he did.
The inside of Louis' apartment was fairly normal with exception of a bizarre scent wafting in the air. It smelled good, if Bartholomew was honest. "What's that wonderful smell?" He asked.
Louis chuckled. "That's my remedy." He replied. "Have a seat, I'll have it ready in a minute."
Bartholomew nodded and sat down on the living room couch. After a while, Louis came back holding a mug that had the same scent from the kitchen. He handed it to the cat. "Here you go." He said.
Bartholomew took the mug and looked into it. The liquid was a slight blue color. "What do you call this?" He asked. A little unsure if this remedy would even work.
"Well, it doesn't have a name. But it should work for you." Louis answered, and although Bartholomew was apprehensive about this. That same smell was just so enticing. And, well... he did want to stop this loop.
"Well... down the hatch." Bartholomew says and downs the blue drink. It tasted a bit weird. It honestly tasted like some gross medicine. "Okay. Now... wh-whaaa..." All of a sudden, Bartholomew felt weird, his head was getting cloudy.
The other weird thing is... he felt... good. Pretty chill, actually. He could faintly see some pretty colors~ It seemed that he had been drugged. It was a struggle to even think about what he's even doing here.
"I... I feel... s-so good, dude... h-holy shiiit..." The feline bard gave a dumb giggle, and a dopey smile.
What was in that drink? Was this a side effect? Oh well. He still felt good~ Louis smirked seeing Bartholomew act so drunk off his ass. "I forgot to tell you: This is a two-part remedy." He said.
Bartholomew cocked his head to the side. "Two… Parts?" He repeated. If the drink was part one? Then what was part two? He received his answer when Louis lowered his pants. Revealing his cock.
"Get to it~" Louis taunted as he swayed his dick side to side. Bartholomew was completely hypnotized by it and he even started drooling a little bit. Wasting no more time, Bartholomew took the tip of Louis' penis into his mouth. "Mmn! Fuck yeah, baby~"
In his hazy mind, Bartholomew didn't even think twice about this. In the state he was in, this was pretty normal. The cat bobs his head, tasting Louis' cock as he moans.
'Oh God, this dick's so tasty...!~' He drunkenly thought, he could feel something inside his pants. He was getting aroused. He stares up at Louis, his eyes unfocused and his cheeks flushed.
"Just keep doing that, and you'll be much more happier~" The man says and groans, thrusting into the cat's mouth.
'I get this all the time? This'll help me... with... uh... what am I here for again???' Bartholomew thought and trailed off, seemingly coming up with a blank. He was here for some reason... Oh well. Must not be important.
Louis grabbed the sides of the cat bard's head and began thrusting hard down his throat. "Oh, fuck yes~ Take my fucking cock!" He groaned.
Bartholomew's eyes widened at the sudden forcefulness, but took it nonetheless. He wanted to make Louis happy for… Whatever problem he had. Again, he was drawing blanks.
On and on it went before Louis began leaking pre. "I'm getting close~" He moaned.
'Cum! Cum for me, please!!' Bartholomew begged in his mind. And after a few more harsh thrusts, Louis finally came. Filling the cat's mouth with his warm seed.
There was so much cum, Bartholomew's stomach began bulging ever so slightly. Once he was finished, Louis let go and pulled away. Allowing Bartholomew to breathe.
"Hah… Hah…" The broken bard panted. Opening his eyes to reveal hearts. "So yummy~"
"Oh… Did I say there were two parts? There're actually three." Said Louis before leading in and whispering into Bartholomew's ear. "Show me that ass of yours, cutie~"
"O-okay...~" Bartholomew undid his belt and took off his pants, turning around and showing off his ass, again, not even questioning this. "L-like this?"
"Oh yes... exactly~" Louis said and gave the cat's rear a spank, watching it jiggle upon contact as Bartholomew yelped and shuddered.
"Hnhnh!~ N-now what...? What do I do now?" He asked the male, and felt something rubbing between his cheeks. "O-oh."
"If you really want this, you'll have to convince me. I know you want this cock inside of you~" Louis says seductively, making the feline whimper and rub against the male's erection.
"P-please... put it in." He says weakly, if sucking it was good, he couldn't imagine what feeling it inside his needy ass felt like~
"What was that?" Louis teased. "Couldn't hear you."
Bartholomew gave a low whine. "S-Stick it in me! Please, Master!" He begged. Where the term came from, he had no clue. But who the hell cares? "FUCK ME HARD!!!"
Louis grinned seeing the feline practically beg for his cock. "There's a good boy~" He said before finally slamming inside. "Nngh! Take it!"
"Aaaaaahnn~" Bartholomew moaned girlishly. "Yeees~! Oh fuck, this is amazing!~"
Louis wasted no time and thrusted hard into the slutty bard's bubblebutt. His cheeks bouncing and jiggling with every thrust. "Mmf! Such a good and tight ass~" Louis groaned. "You like my cock? DO YOU?!"
Bartholomew nodded vigorously. "Yes! Oh God, I do!" He moaned as he moved his hips. Allowing Louis' cock to go deep as possible. It even hit the cat's prostate a couple of times. Making him mewl in ecstasy.
In the heat of the moment, Louis gave Bartholomew's ass a hard slap. "AH!" The femboy cat gasped. "More! Please, gimme more, Master!" He begged. Wanting, nay. NEEDING his Master's cum.
Louis held the slutty cat in a Full-Nelson position, the feline's eyes rolling back and tongue lolling out. He moans loudly, as hit prostate is hit again and again. His cock spurts out some with every thrust, whatever sanity he had left was diminishing. He was forgetting more and more why he was even allowing this, but he doesn't care. His Master is the best!~
"MORE! More, more, more, more!!!~ Oh, fuck yes!~ I fucking want it!!~" He bellows out, not caring how he sounded right now. He felt like he was on Cloud 9.
"Aahh... you would do anything to get more of this, right Bartholomew?~" Louis says, as he fucks the cat roughly and no mercy.
"YESSS!!~ ANYTHING!!!~ I don't give a damn about anything else!" Bartholomew squeals, letting his Master use him to his heart's content. "I want this ALL the time!!~"
"Then become my pet. Give me pleasure whenever I ask for it~" Louis whispered into the slutty cat's ear. In response, Bartholomew shuddered in excitement.
"Mmn… I accept!~" He moaned before he began leaking pre. "A-Aaahn~ Please… Cum inside of me!"
Louis winked at his new pet and, after thrusting one last time, came deep inside of Bartholomew. And he did, as well. "AAAAAH!! YEEEESSH~!" The bard groaned loudly as his Master filled him up while his stomach bulged even more.
Once it was all over, Louis slowly pulled out and allowed his cum to drip out of Bartholomew's abused ass. "Haaah~" The feline sighed. "Master's cum~"
"I'm glad you liked that, Bartholomew~" Louis replied before laying him back down on the couch. "Just head to sleep. We'll have more fun tomorrow. So much more~"
Bartholomew yawned and drifted off. Purring as he did so while Louis turned off the living room lights and left the room. He still didn't know why he was originally here, but if he can't remember, it mustn't be that important, right~?
[…]
Bartholomew was lying on the couch, once again having his ass used by his new Master, Louis. The feline bard just mewls and moans in utter bliss. The effects of the drink has worn off, but he made no attempts to escape.
"Aaahgh!~ Hhah!~ Master!~ Fucking cum in my bussy!~ This is all I'm good for!!~" He squeals loudly, attached to his neck was a collar with a leash. The tag read 'SLUT' and he was now Louis' personal pet and fucktoy.
"Damn right you are! You'll be my little kitty cumdump~" Louis says with a laugh, as he dumps another load inside of Bartholomew's asshole. He pulls out so the cat suck him off again, which he does.
And thus, ends the bard's previous life and welcomes his new one.
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Jake the Kobold was at his desk, uploading the story and seeing what reaction he's gonna get from the work on the laptop when he hears a knock at his door. Confused, he goes to answer it, seeing a very familiar and pissed off feline in question.
"... Heeeyyyy... uh... I take it you, uh... saw the story?" Jake says, nervously smiling as the feline bard took his bongos and glares at him. "Pleasedon'thurtme?"
"Nah." Bartholomew simply replied and bangs on his bongos, producing a loud shockwave that tossed Jake across the room and lying on his ass, the laptop hitting him on the head as it fell over. "Now it's your turn~"
Jake's eyes widened as he saw Bartholomew removing his pants and goes over to the now vulnerable Kobold. He only had one word to say given this situation.
"Fuck."
Throughout the day, the moans of both males could be heard as Bartholomew spanked the other male's ass.
The lesson of the day is... ah, fuck it. You just came for the smut.
THE END