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Lessa was, by all definitions, an airhead. A cheerful, carefree neko with fluffy black ears, matching black hair, and a thin, flicking tail that rarely stayed still. She wore a simple blue dress that swayed with every exaggerated bounce of her step. She had meant to go to the market, really, she had! But that plan had gone straight out the window the moment she spotted something far more interesting—an unsuspecting neera girl, scurrying along the side of the road.

Well, “scurrying” might’ve been an overstatement. The little mouse woman, with her soft brown hair and adorably plump curves wrapped in a modest green dress, had been walking quite normally, minding her own business. That didn’t stop Lessa from immediately scooping her up with a delighted giggle.

“You’re coming home with me!” the neko had declared, entirely ignoring the frantic squeaks of protest as she tucked the struggling mouse girl under her arm like a loaf of particularly fussy bread.

That was how Lessa found herself in her bedroom, swinging the neera up into the air as if appraising a fresh snack—because, well, that’s exactly what she was doing. The little mouse squirmed, kicking her legs and grabbing onto Lessa’s fingers, pleading for release, but the cat-girl simply tilted her head, all innocence and curiosity.

“Awww, you’re so soft! I bet your softness would look nice on me~” Lessa cooed, pressing the neera against her cheek in an affectionate nuzzle before giving her a long, slow lick. Her tongue dragged over the mouse girl’s face and down her front, even with the green dress still covering her. The neera shuddered, sputtering as she tried to wipe away the drool now coating her upper half. Lessa, however, purred in delight.

“Ohhh, you taste really good! Like... buttered toast! But, you know, alive!”

The mouse barely had time to scream before Lessa opened her mouth wide, her pink tongue curling invitingly, her fangs gleaming in the dim bedroom light. The neera kicked harder, but it was hopeless—Lessa simply stuffed her inside, her soft lips closing over the mouse girl’s upper half in a wet, squishy embrace.

Glk!

A shudder ran down Lessa’s spine as the tiny woman slid deeper, her warm, squirming body pressing against the back of her tongue. Lessa’s throat flexed eagerly, squeezing around her snack, dragging her down inch by inch. The neera’s green dress bunched up as she was forced further inside, the fabric riding up as her plump form stretched out the neko’s throat in a satisfying bulge.

Lessa swallowed again. And again.

Glp! Glk!

With a final, hearty gulp, the neera slipped past the neko’s collarbone and vanished behind her ribs. Lessa let out a happy sigh, sticking out her tongue as if savoring the last lingering taste. Then she looked down at her belly.

It was round and heavy, jiggling slightly as something inside wriggled in sheer panic. The neera was not happy about her new living arrangements, but Lessa? Oh, she was very pleased with herself.

“Ahh~ That hit the spot,” Lessa purred, cupping the underside of her gut with both hands and giving it a playful bounce. Her belly let out a loud gurgle, clearly getting to work, much to the dismay of the frantic little meal inside.

The neko plopped onto her bed, stretching out like the most satisfied cat in the world. She traced lazy circles over her belly, giggling as her snack kicked uselessly from within.

“Don’t worry, little mousie,” she cooed, “You’re exactly where you belong~”

The neera strongly disagreed. But unfortunately for her, the only voice that mattered was the one outside the belly—especially when the stomach’s gentle, rhythmic gurgles were already drowning out any protests.

Lessa yawned, stretching her arms above her head, and let her purring lull her into a pleasant nap, her belly still softly jiggling with every little squirm her snack could manage.

It had been a very good day for Lessa.

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This was commissioned by Taco. ^w^ Enjoy!

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Posted by ToonTownLoony 1 month ago Report

Poor Jess, always found delectable by sexy catgirls

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