How I Meet Kara Zastle {Chapters Opening}
Evening there bois and girls and herms alike, this is your crazyfox comming at you with, Gasp another story.
Now, few things first, currently this story is not over PG13. But there will be a few things. GTS, Macros, Crushing, Butt Sitting, Vore, ButtCrush, Boob Crush, gentle, mean ectra. So I warn you, if any of the 'basics' disgust you, or make you cring then please.... DO NOT READ.
Now, Major props goes to my beta Reader, that anthro promophic Gazebo! DARKAWRY! He read through, and fixed a lot of stuff in here, while still keeping my story how it was. So I love him for that, THANKS DA! :D
Kara Zastel is Copywrite of her player
Jeff Magill is Copyright of ME! :O
Enjoy!
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So, in the short time it took me to locate one of my digital cameras, and a torch, I was off.
I was headed into the dark caves with awe of the natural rock formations, taking a few snapshots with help from my torch of the stalagmites as I went.
Through this impromptu photography trip, I begin to notice a few odd out of place marking in the stone floor. There were these really strange claw marks. "Odd..." my hand softly caressing one of the large, five point claw marks. "Claws marks in bedrock...And look at the freaking size of these." I thought to myself. Whatever would've made these had to be enormous and walk like a human to even make these. That doesn't make scene at all. At least I don't think so...
What felt like hours passed, the claw marks growing more numerous the deeper I went. I even heard music, explosions and other sounds that would not come from an unoccupied cave. I gripped the torch tightly, bracing to see whatever I came across. Carefully I followed the sounds until I found light. It shimmered against the stones around me, coming from around a tight corner. Slowly I noticed something so simple, yet mind blowing at the same time. A female around my age was playing a video game. Most likely a role playing game of some sort, complete with a dungeon crawl component. It was kind of ironic, considering what I was doing.
Sure, even though she was playing the video game deep within this dangerous cave system was surprising, the female herself caught my attention more. She was a Neko, a cat person. Oh, and she was huge (in height not weight). She was perfectly curved with a heavy bosom. Everything that a model would kill to get. Now after seeing that what was so surprising and mind blowing was the fact that she looked around forty-five feet tall, and that is sitting down! I could not tell how big she is standing! The thought boggled me.
Swiftly, I swung my pale ass behind the large stone pillar. My racing mind ran along my head. 'Oh crud oh crud oh crud that is one big cat. A really big cat! She has a good body though...GAH?! Why am I thinking of that type of stuff right now? I mean, she could eat me alive. Really eat me alive, and probably still have room for a whole camp site. But, maybe she could help me. Or at least have something to eat. Plus, this would be like the only time I could get a chance to talk with a real live cat-girl...okay." Against better judgment, I decided to press my luck.
Once my mental pep-talk was finished I headed out, moving closer to the giant feline female.
"Uh... 'scuse me."
No response, so I moved closer, my eyes flickering between her and the game she was playing: Parasite Eve. Never played it myself, but what been posted on Youtube on it. Along with a few personal horror stories told about it from my friends. It sounded like a very scary game.
Once I reached a closer distance; within arm's reach for this massive female. I tried, with a deep breath to contact her.
"'SCUES MEEEE!!!"
Sadly, this was not the smartest idea of all time. For the giantess in question got spooked. By the game or by my shouts, I did not know.
"EEEEK?!?!" echoed loudly through the cave, causing rocks to shake, and a poor little human, ie. myself to cower and cover my ears in hope of saving my hearing. The massive form leapt in the air, being startled by my voice.
I moved back, now thoroughly scared but it was too late. My fears were soon answered by a shadow forming over head. I didn't need to look up. I knew what was coming for me... "mmmph" I managed to squeak out. My tiny pathetic human body was trapped underneath large curvy Neko rump.
Slowly I heard muffled speech through the pounding flesh. What was it, to tell the truth I couldn't care less. So, I did the only thing possible to me. Mainly thrashing and kicking, pinching here and there. Slowly my actions gained a response. Mainly the giant rump currently pinning me wiggled. Grinding me between the cold hard floor, and the warm cloth covered rear for a few minutes before slowly lifting blinding me with the lights from the big screen television.
"Hmmm a little human in my home?" murmured a beautiful, soft female voice. The owner sadly was a blur to my tired eyes. A prodding mass, soft yet thick like a tree trunk poked along my chest. "Hey little guy, you still living?" she asked, kindly.
"Uh yeah...just little crushed..."
Slowly, carefully my body reacted. I pulled up into a sitting position, my eyes thankfully clearing up to the site of two large feet. They had sharp, dangerous looking claws on each toe. Carefully, swiftly I studied them in surprise and realization she indeed had made the claw marks present on my entrance.
Slowly, my eyes went passed her nicely toned and shaped legs. Cored muscle lined her legs, not over done where it would be scary. Slowly up to her large waist area. A simple school girl mini-skirt causing my cheeks to redden. Her size presented an unwelcome view under her skirt. I guess she didn't have many human visitors as someone probably would have said something.
Her dark blue tail raised high, causing my cheeks to go even redder as it swayed. Her stomach; strong, tan, yet ft with a trimmed and tiny midsection that the mini clung to.
Next up on my visual course was the face. Soft, warm with soft lips and a feline flair almost to them. Her eyes were large and of course feline. One was grey in color, the other a cat's eye yellow. All framed in with long beautiful dark blue hair and feline ears at the tippy top.
"Beautiful..." was my whispered assessment of the giantess in front of me.
Her response, a small gasp, and a reddening cheek followed by a short "thanks...So two things, my name is Kara Zastal, and what yours, and whatcha doing in my home?"