Undertaker's Queen
The Undertaker's Queen
By
Porville Sins
The camera came on, focused on a calico cat wearing a t shirt and shorts. She was sitting on a metallic table in the middle of a white, sterile room. She had a small smile on her face, even though she was trembling slightly. "Hello, my name is Marrissa Lee, I'm twenty three, and married to Astrid Lee, who shall be referred to as mistress from this point on." She paused and looked off to her left.
"Yes, that will do, please continue." A voice from off the camera said.
"The purpose of this video is for the legal protection of my mistress, should any action be pursued by a medical entity or other entity later, on my behalf. In the State of Artalea, this serves as sufficient consent to allow any modification of my body, by my mistress, with total legal amnesty. She is allowed to do as she pleases with my body, excluding the murder of myself, or the amputation of limbs or breasts as outlined within our legally binding contract." She showed a clipboard with two signatures on it to the camera. "Any actions performed in this video ,or agreed to in this contract are hereby exempt from legal recourse." The cat looked off once more.
"Good, good my pet. Now strip please, and lie down on the table spreading your labia apart so that the vulvar vestibule is plainly visible to the camera." The cat complied, shedding her clothes, revealing her small breasts, and already moistening pink slit. She laid down on the table, ass towards the camera, and spread her lips. The camera zoomed in to show a closer up, more detailed view of the cat's pussy, a small gemmed ring through her clit.. "The date setting is active, and the footage will show that the before and after recordings were taken on the same day, October 31st, 2201" With that the camera shut off.
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Astrid stepped around in front of the camera, slowly running her fingers over her partner's body. "Hey, don't be afraid, we don't have to do this all if you don't want to."
"I'm not afraid mistress, really I'm not. I'm just excited, this will be the most pleasure that I have ever given you. I am so happy to devote myself to you forever, even more than I was on our wedding night.
The wolf gently tugged the cat's clit ring,"I think I'm gonna put your real wedding band in a snowglobe, maybe with your preserved clit still attached to it. Would you like that?"
"Oh yes mistress, it would be the perfect reminder of both times I devoted myself to you forever."
The wolf sat about preparing some things around the room, she wheeled over an IV pole with two bags full of opaque liquids hanging from it, one green and one a color between purple and blue. She shaved the cat's elbow, revealing the skin, she began to slowly swab it with an alcohol pad. "Now, just for me, tell me you really want this, Not as mistress and slave, but as Astrid and Marissa. I'll admit it's always been a fantasy of mine, but this is a major commitment. This will be your last attempt to say anything before we start. At that point, you won't be able to object until it's too late."
The cat squeezed the wolf's hand, "Hey, we've talked about this for two years, and I haven't said no for at least one of those. The more I think about it, the more I'm sure. I wasn't just being submissive when I said it meant my devotion to you forever. I'm excited about getting a chance to show you."
The wolf smiled and kissed her wife. "Anything you want to do before we get on with it?"
"No mistress," the cat said with a smile. She laid her head back. "I got such a good experience last night, I want that to be the one I remember."
"Mistress is pleased her toy enjoyed herself. Now lay back, and hold still." The wolf tied a tourniquet around the cat's arm, probing for just the right vein. "I love you." She said as she drove th to the cat's skin. The cat hissed but soon relaxed. The wolf started a second camera, again aimed at the cat's vulva. She then reached over and switched on the IV pump. "It won't take long, this combination of drugs is extremely fast acting. Just take deep breaths and relax. You'll start to notice a feeling of cold in your extremities first, and oddly in your tongue. You'll lose the ability to speak articulately, followed by muscle control. Your bladder and bowels may void, but I have prepared for that eventuality." The wolf ran her hand over her partner's arm, taking her hand reassuringly. "Beyond that, your temperature will drop noticeably, but your circulation and general bodily function will remain stable and functional, you will be able to remain conscious, unless you choose to sleep. Mistress would prefer her toy to be aware. Your breathing and heart rate will slow, but not to a life threatening point." Once more she dropped her stoic mask. "I'm right here with you, and I cannot tell you how much this means to me, I will repay you forever." The cat's eyes moved to look at her and blinked without panic. "Now, there maybe some... unpleasant smells involved in this process, for which I apologize." With a small moan, the cat's bowels and bladder released slowly.
"I will go get the materials I need to clean you up and sanitize you. I'll be back soon." She could already feel the cat's skin cooling, it would only be a few more seconds before she was perfect. The clean up went amazingly fast, from the cat's perspective. The waste was disposed of and her mistress returned, opening a six inch long metal case. She extracted a metal phallas with a mounting ring on the back. She had stripped her clothes and was wearing only a black leather belt with a place to mount the toy. She mounted the metal penis, and made several small gasps as the device went through it's sensory calibration process. Finally she stood for a moment, stroking the shaft, a small smile breaking through her lips. "Oh this is going to be great." The wolf took out a tube of lube and applied some to her middle finger on her right hand. She then slowly crossed over to the paralyzed cat and inserted the digit inside of her. She was noticeably cold. The wolf looked up to see her blinking and looking towards her as best she could. The cat's chest rose and fell slowly. Astrid moved towards the head of the table, starting a third camera that had been placed there. She slowly pried the cat's limp jaws open. The cat looked up as her mistress straddled her open mouth, gently sliding the shaft into it. It was bizarre not to be able to taste it, or even feel it sliding in and out of her mouth. She wanted nothing more than to lick the toy and watch her mistress worm with pleasure, but she knew that this was actually turning her on even more. Goddess above, I love you so much. The cat thought, enjoying the sensation of absolute nothing.
Meanwhile, the wolf was panting as she thrust repeatedly, going deeper into the cat's throat than ever before, feeling the tastebuds of her tongue as though they were actually touching her clit instead of the proxy. "Goddess, I've always wondered what it would feel like, all these years working in this field and never once succumbing to the ultimate taboo. At least now I know, and the best is still to come." She arched her back and cried out as she came hard, slumping forward slightly. "Oh goddess, if that's what your mouth feels like, I can't wait to try your pussy and your ass." The wolf smirked as she moved back, kissing the cat's cold nose. "Then I'll get to have some real fun, turning your body into the ultimate toy."
Astrid let her hand glide over the cat's body, gently tugging one of the pierced nipples. She stopped to squeeze the cold breasts, giving them a firm massage, much more than Marissa would normally be able to tolerate. She smiled as she dug her nails in above the nipple, drawing a small bead of blood. A small part of her wanted to lick it, but she was too afraid of accidentally paralyzing her tongue. Instead she continued down her partner's body, eventually reaching her destination. She knelt before the pink slit, which had paled slightly, and was cool to the touch, almost like those she had been so tempted to touch, but much better. She leaned forward, her tongue eagerly lapping the refreshingly cool slit, she grabbed Marissa's hips roughly, enough that her fingers may leave a later bruise for the cat, driving her tongue into the open slot. She licked and sucked until she had her fill, she smiled as she rose back to her knees, positioning the toy in front of the opening, lubing it once again.Slowly, she thrust forward, savoring every inch of this initial penetration. She slid almost entirely out and repeated this sequence twice more. Then she really got going, setting up a slow steady rhythm and eventually increasing it to a hard rutting. She could feel how rough she was being through the toy, causing a dull ache in her clit, she knew that the cat would've been screaming in pain at this point, having hit her cervix more than a dozen times already. Yet, she was entirely numb, immobile, a toy to be used. The wolf's brain zoned out and let the primal side take over. She pulled the toy out, noticing some minor bleeding she wiped it off and lubed it once again. She raised Marissa's legs higher, the deadweight moving surprisingly easy, she then thrust into the tight sphincter, gasping as she did so. Here she rutted the cat, but did so more tenderly, after all she would be keeping her ass. She was enthralled with the unique cool sensation provided by this experience, she could feel herself building up, despite not yet wanting to finish, she let out a feral grunt as she pushed for more pleasure, even as she came again.
The wolf took a second to catch her breath, smacking the cat's thighs. "What a workout, you should see how loose your pussy is right now." She looked back at the camera, "Well you will once we watch the video of this, I can't wait to see the internal videos from the toy." She gently shed the harness, her vulvar sensation slowly returning to normal. "Now comes the part that you have been so gracious to agree to." The wolf washed her hands and dressed in sterile scrubs. She swabbed betadine over the cat's pussy, she put on gloves and ran her fingers over the slit one last time. She placed a catheter into her urethra. She pulled a tray of instruments close and recentered the camera to get the best view of the events to come. She first picked up a pair of forceps and roughly hooked the cat's clit, pulling it outward and forward. She held the tool in her left hand as she picked up a thin blade with her right. She slipped the blade between the clitoris and it's hood, severing the connective tissue holding the two together. She then suctioned away the blood, leaving her view clear. She moved the bound clit to the side and picked up a scalpel. She cut her partner's labia free with two long cuts, carefully moving the severed flesh away. She took a syringe and used its contents to seal some of the major bleed hazards for the moment. The drug inside fizzled as it contacted the flesh, temporarily blocking the wound until all could be sutured. The smell was horrible, yet she pressed on, wincing. She picked up the scalpel once more and severed the clitoral hood. It was still attached to the actual clitorial glans via the ring. This did not deter the wolf who carved the full clitoris out with several deep cuts. The whole assembly came free and the wolf placed it in a cooler where it would be preserved. She then took a second syringe and injected it through several points of the vagina. Small silver blotches spread out, creating and sealing a neat circle between the entrance and her womb. Finally, with some additional blade work freeing them up, she carefully pulled the uterus and ovaries free from her partner, placing them in the cooler with the clitoris to be preserved later.. Finally she began to sew the cat shut, placing drops of white sealing medicine across the injury to prevent her partner from bleeding out. She stood, stretching her back. She turned the first camera on once more, "This is the final image of Marissa Lee's vulva on this day, all modifications seen here have been contractually consented to, and are therefore exempt from legal recourse." The camera switched off again. The wolf turned the pump off, and stroked the cat's hair. "This will take about a half hour to fully clear, unfortunately you won't be able to have pain meds for about eight hours so it's gonna suck for awhile. I'm really happy we did this together, thank you."
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A couple days passed. The cat was bedridden for awhile, unable to comfortably move, or move without risking reopening her wounds. As such, the grateful wolf waited on her beloved hand and foot, constantly snuggling her and generally showing appreciation for everything she had allowed her to do. On the second day after the surgery, the wolf came into their shared room and handed the cat a small wrapped box, and a larger one. The cat eagerly opened the small one, she held the snow globe that was built around her clit. The organ itself had been retouched to be just as pink and pretty as it had been while attached to its owner. There was text on the bottom, carved into a small gold plate. It read "Astrid's forever, heart, soul and body."
"Aww, it's so pretty!" The glitter swirled around it, the gemmed ring was still inside the organ as well. The cat touched her healing scar gently, remembering that last great night. How her mistress had gently nibbled, roughly sucked, and pulled but always loved that which she now held in front of her. "It's funny, it's bigger than I thought it was going to be." She said, setting it on the nightstand. "What's in the other box."
"Open it and find out."
The cat tore into it and extracted her womb and the upper nine tenths of her vagina. It had been modeled like a trophy and covered with a translucent gold which allowed the viewer to see the organ within. The carving across the plating on top of the uterus read, "Best wife". The cat embraced her wife. "Thank you mistress".
"You're welcome, my pet." The wolf said, kissing her wife and revelling in the warmth of her welcoming mouth.