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Chapter 2

The cold sun shone on a small dive bar not far from the mall where the girls used to work. It was quiet, there were only a few mammals inside after all. The jukebox played some quiet country in the corner. At night the dark earthy colors of the place would be offset by the bright neon lights and happy mammals having fun. Now however, the dark room felt oppressive, dreary and cold. At least to the cats, most of the winter mammals inside found it cozy, the polar bear bartender most of all.

Sammi was down. Who wouldn't be when you went from cloud-nine, to rock-bottom in the span of an hour? She laid across the bar-top, running her finger around the rim of her rum and coke with her legs and one arm hanging over the edge of the bar. Allie sat on the stool in front of her. Her long tail curled around her, not from nerves but because of the aforementioned chill, as she lounged half on her side. Allie wanted to talk but she didn't know what to say. Sammi needed something to pull her from her seething, and not being able to help was dragging Allie down in the dumps with her best friend.

While her friend didn't have any way to distract her, thankfully the cat's order did. "Five parmesan mice." The bartender said, setting down the basket with the five little squeaking mammals. "Want that on your tab?"

Sammi looked up at the bipedal white bear. "Yes, thank you." She couldn't force a smile. She picked up the tray and brought it in front of her. The bartender grunted in the affirmative before moving to another patron.

Allie leaned forward and said. "Sammi I know you're down but we can't afford this." It was rare that Allie was the one who thought ahead like this. The creamy cat lowered her ears and mewed sadly.

Sammi lowered hers too. "We can spare some cash." The black cat reached for a mouse. "But this is all we're getting today so eat up." She snorted, barely able to enjoy her humor.

"Y'all down on your luck?" One of the mice asked.

"Yeah." Both cats said as one.

"Know that all too well." The mouse said as Sammi picked him up.

"Really?"

"Yep." He answered, "Used to be an investment banker." He chuckled and looked at his naked form. "Some things went south and well." He looked at Sammi's mouth. "Always be sure to read the fine print when you sign something."

The black cat cocked her head as she asked. "What do you mean?"

The shaven, buttered, and cheese sprinkled mouse looked at himself then back up at Sammi. "I was supposed to be a pet but didn't read that if I wasn't sold in six months that I'd be sold as food."

"That doesn't seem right." Allie commented, leaning up to look at the other mice. "What about Y'all?" The other mice explained they came from farms, one had been intended as a pet like the first but the rest were born for this.

"Oh dear, we cou-"

"No no." The ex-salaryman cut in. "Don't worry about me. I've come to terms with my place in the world."

Sammi nodded asking "You sure?"

He looked her in the eyes with a subtle smirk of calm assurety. A fleeting moment just long enough that she knew it wasn't some hasty decision, then the mouse nodded. "Well, thank you." Sammi paused and looked at Allie. "Well you shared your wisdom with us... should we share you too?"

"Well." He looked at the four other mice, "It's hard to split five evenly, so yes." He chuckled and looked at Sammi. "Just do me a favor: Get through this rough patch and thrive. No matter how you do it!" He smiled proudly as Sammi slid the mouse's head in her mouth up to his belly.

Allie smiled and leaned forward. "I normally don't listen to food, but thank you mister." She said even though the mouse's ears were currently rubbing on Sammi's tongue. With a flick of her tongue the cross breed cat pulled the mouse's tail into her mouth and then his hips. Allie purred as she brought her lips to Sammi's. It wasn't the first time they had kissed, nor was it the first time they had done it with prey in their mouths.

The pair of cats closed their eyes, enjoying the flavor of the mouse, the movements of their lips and that of their meal. Sammi's ears turned towards the sound of an astonished gasp. As the flavor of buttery parmesan was fading, Sammi bit down. Her teeth slicing through the mouse with ease. He squeaked once as his body was split in half.

Allie sat back to chew while Sammi swallowed, licking her lips as she looked over at the mammal who seemed so impressed. It was a short, otter biped. He would still be a full foot taller than Sammi or Allie pushed to their tallest but he was on the shorter side of the normally uniform type of mammal. He was lean but not scrawny, cute but in an average sort of way. Though the bags under his eyes did detract from his looks. It was hard to tell in the brief moment before he shyly looked away but he might have been older than Sammi by a couple years but not by very many.

Sammi giggled, getting an idea as she picked up another mouse. She held the mouse with her thumb and pointer. The farm raised meal smiled politely. Allie reached for her second mouse as Sammi asked quietly. "Mind if I use you to catch a mate?"

"Go for it!" The mouse squeaked, the thought making his sheath bulge.

"Thank you, for everything." She gave the mouse's cheek a kiss, before slowly licking her way down the mouse's chest. Allie blinked confused as she held her mouse by her tail. The rodent started to twitch till finally she curled up and grabbed the cat's paw with all four of hers.

Sammi gently licked the buttery parmesan flavor from the mouse till her rough tongue drug over her morsel's crotch, cupping his balls and rubbing his sheath with just the wet appendage. Her purrs did wonders the mouse never thought he would feel.

It wasn't until a gentle gasp caught Allie's ear that she knew what her friend was doing. The persian siamese mix looked over at the otter whose eyes were locked on the black cat. Allie smirked as she shoved her mouse in her mouth and thoughtlessly swallowed it. The bulge slid down Allie's throat squeaking. Annoyed, but free of regrets.

Sammi listened to the otter as her lips and tongue worked her meal's member. It wasn't uncommon for mammals to pleasure their meals before eating them. It was seen as a final thank you. Most would do it for another citizen they knew who had become a meal. Some mammals even liked to watch it, the otter seemed to enjoy the show judging from how he couldn't pull his eyes off Sammi.

Everyone else ignored the cat on the bar even as the mouse started to squeak and hump her mouth. The mouse held her nose and closed his eyes, enjoying this for all it was worth. The fact it was the very same enormous maw that he watched tear apart his plattermate - the very same that he knew was his certain doom, easily able to devour him too - made it all the hotter. For this brief moment he felt invincible.

Sammi just smiled. Purring as she worked her tongue all over his privates, until she felt his balls clench and he squealed in a trembling vibrato. In several hard spurts the mouse came on the cat's tongue dripping tongue. Leaving a salty bitter flavor among the cheesy taste.

Glancing back at the otter Sammi opened her mouth wide and laid the panting mouse on her tongue. She gave a wet swallow, her fingers followed the bulge down her neck. She smiled as she licked her paw and rubbed the butter and grease from her muzzle.

Allie giggled and rolled her eyes. She picked up one of the two remaining mice. The male in her paw smiled at her with hopeful eyes. Lifting her eyebrows she said, "Sorry my dude, I save my BJs for males not meals." The mouse pouted cutely until she added. "Doesn't mean you can't pleasure yourself." The mouse squealed with glee as he bent so that his small paws could start stroking his sheath.

Sammi picked up the last mouse and quietly asked. "Think he's ready?"

The big breasted mouse leaned over in Sammi's grasp and looked at the otter. "Putty in your paws ma'am. "Putty...in...yo...paws."

"I think you're right, and thank you for your help." She giggled and licked the mouse's ear before finishing her drink and hopping down to the floor. Allie gave her friend's butt a pat with her tail as she swallowed the moaning mouse, from the thrashing in her throat she was sure he came already.

With the mouse in her paw, the feline approached the Lutrinae. The biped tried to seem like he hadn't been watching. Turning back to his drink when she had looked his way. Sammi purred as she stood beside the otter's table, her nose wiggled as she sniffed at him. He smelt clean enough like he was getting off work. With the final check passed Sammi asked. "This seat taken?"

The otter stared for a moment before stuttering. "Umm no."

With the grace and agility of a feline Sammi hopped up into the seat in front of her admirer. "Howdy. Name's Sammi. Yours?"

The otter blinked and swallowed, alcohol helping steady his normally shy nerves. "I-I'm Ronald."

"So look... I've had, like, the worst morning ever." Sammi said, motioning to the large coffee stain on her shirt. "I'm thinking we could help each other out, if you're interested and all."

The otter blinked nervously. "Oh ummm, possibly. What are you thinking?"

"Well. You cover my little tab annnnnd.." The cat wasn't a stranger to hook ups but they still made her a little nervous. "I'll meet ya in the bathroom for a little...well, you know. Sex."

Ronald inhaled, work and college had eaten up most of his time. He hadn't had a girlfriend since high school. The two still chatted from time to time but being at different schools it was probably not meant to be. So thinking with his crotch, the otter said. "Ummm, I think I can do that."

"Yes!" Sammi declared with a giggle. "So um whenever you're ready... oh! Do you want this mouse...you're paying for her so I thought I should offer." The mouse squeaked and smiled at the otter.

Ronald shook his head as he stood, "No, no you keep it..." He tried to sound smooth as he said "Y-you two are going t-to put on a little sh-show."

Both demies giggled as the otter headed over to the bartender and paid. Allie sat on her stool watching the whole thing. She sipped her water as one of the other patrons whistled at her. Allie gently shook her head with a smirk as Sammi passed by, it was obvious what was going on, not that anyone cared to report the semi illegal act.

Once in the thankfully clean bathroom the black cat picked the farthest stall. the mouse still in her paws, Sammi closed the lid on the toilet and hopped up to the back where she sat after dusting off the top. Sammi crossed her legs and fixed her skirt and shirt as best she could to be sexy. Like Sammi's home, the stall was sized for biped mammals so Ronald had plenty of room when he joined her.

The otter was nervously turning the new condom he just bought in his fingers as he said. "So um... like um...what are you g-going t-to do with me?"

Sammi smiled letting the mouse lounge in her paw she rested on her knee. Like Ronald, Sammi's ears were red with blush. "I'm just a normal girl next door, dude. But um, whatcha wanna try?" Her tail twitched nervously.

Ronald swallowed and said. "I want you too... um..." His self-consciousness getting the better of him until just trying one more time, "swallow the mouse while you, uh, suck on my ummm

you know." He was shocked that such a strange idea suddenly came out so easily. Did just that little bit of booze make him this loose lipped? As soon as he registered the words that left him, he started to panic.

Sammi blinked as she looked at Ronald. "Oooh." She giggled and lifted the mouse toward her mouth. "You're my first voraphile, who wasn't trying to eat me."

"Mine too!" The mouse squeaked happily as she slid into Sammi's mouth.

Ronald's panic subsided hearing they were so at ease. Maybe his worries really were all in his head. He panted a little as his pants felt very tight. The mouse and Sammi looked at Ronald until the girls smiled at each other before the black cat pushed the mouse into her mouth. The meal's head rubbed against the roof of Sammi's mouth, while the rodent's hind end nestled against her throat.

"Get it out dude." The mouse distorted the cat's words but Ronald understood and quickly undid his belt and pants. Sammi smiled and slipped down to all fours on the toilet lid and watched as the otter's dark pink, thin, mushroom-shaped shaft was pulled out. It throbbed in front of her flaring nose filling it with a salty musk.

Sammi's mouth watered, drool dripping over the mouse's head. The rodent had thought about this moment a lot. She was livestock born to feed another. Taught that she was giving her life for another and it was the most glorious act she could do. They never told her she might be part of her devourer's love life. Though she knew enough to understand this was just a quickie, fun to be had and forgotten.

Seeing the size of the otter's fallus, Sammi realized it would need more room. The feline then opened her mouth and used two clawed digits to push the mouse's shoulders further back while controlling her impulse to swallow. The mouse complied, pointing her little pink paws down the cat's throat. She smiled, feeling her hind end slowly enveloped by the wet throat of her predator, getting so close to achieving her goal made her wet. The farm raised rodent squeaked in glee as her tail and legs dangled down Sammi's throat. The black cat was glad she had some experience in deepthroating.

With the mouse up to her chest in her throat Sammi thought she was ready. The mouse looked around once the cat's fingers unblocked her sight. She saw the corners of Sammi's lips curl into a wicked and toothy grin. Getting to see the predator's smile from such a unique angle had her overcome with a sense of total contentment in her place in the world, and anticipation for what was to come next.

As her predator showed off her half full mouth, the mouse caught a glimpse of the otter's entranced eyes. The sparkling blissful look on the mouse made the otter's delighted grin grow. He ogled the prey on the cusp of her final breath, enjoying this moment more than she ever dreamed. An aroused shiver ran through his body before meeting Sammi's gleeful eyes as she knew just how much her teasing worked. Something about having such control over the larger mammal was so nice for the small cat.

Soon the view outside of the cat's mouth was taken up by the bulbous head and twitching gland of the otter's member. Ronald groaned as the short haired cat's wet mouth fit around his shaft. It was almost like a nice, tight glove. Thanks to his shape, Sammi's fangs fit nicely around his shaft without poking him. Like most things sexual, Sammi was exprienced but not overly skilled. Looking up at Ronald's face with all four paws under her as she sucked on the member in her mouth, keeping her teeth away as her tongue licked the slick flavor from his shaft.

The mouse felt her devourer rocking back and forth in gentle and to her, powerful undulations that made her stomach churn like she was on a theme-park ride. All the while each forward push had her face colliding with the slick tip of the member. Feeling her face repeatedly slapped with a dick nearly the same size as her head made her blush in the darkness of the cat's mouth. The smell of otter musk brought a squeak from her throat, a smile to her face, and blush so hot she started to pant. Tears formed in the black cat's eyes from the mass lingering in her throat. Her jaws were fine for now but the mouse was keeping her from breathing.

"Fuck." the otter chittered a moment before he felt something new. The mouse's little tongue eagerly licked at his gland as it coated her face in his salt juices. "Do it." Ronald ordered.

The corners of Sammi's mouth curled up around as her heterochromic eyes looked up into Ronald's pleading brown eyes. She worked her tongue around under the otter meat and the mouse. The rodent squealed as she felt herself start to sink again. With a great deal of concentration Sammi swallowed with her lips closed around the otters shaft. Ronald reached down and felt her neck for the bulge travelling toward her chest. Both heard the squeaks of joyous fulfillment from the mouse.

Ronald groaned as he thrust his hips forward, pushing his thin member down Sammi's throat chasing the mouse down the tunnel. The otter's shaft throbbed as one of his fantasies came true. Sammi pulled back, trying not to gag as the otter's shaft popped out of throat and mouth suddenly throbbing hard as his hidden balls clenched. "Fuck." He whined as his seed splattered on her face. Two thin streaks of off-white cum coated her face before the cat caught the rest in her mouth.

Sammi cringed as the bitter, salty goo oozed over her tongue. She let most drip to the floor as she thought about how her own butt tasted better. She swallowed just to make his day that little bit brighter before sitting up to clean her face like her ancestors. Ronald quickly recovered and started to apologize profusely. "Sorry, sorry! I uh, I didn't know."

"It's fine, just warn a girl dude." Sammi chimed, her chin clean. The shy otter was about to apologize again but her smile gave him pause. "You good for another round?" She licked more of his cum from her face, indulging a little politeness. Besides, the texture was still a treat as far as she was concerned.

The sexy-cute sight made the otter's heart skip a beat. Ronald panted hard. He swallowed and looked at his still hard shaft. He never thought he would get this lucky today. "Umm, yeah. I should be good." Sammi didn't reply as she finished cleaning her face. It was the classic cat cold shoulder.

She smirked once she was done with her face and sat up. "You should have put that thing on by now." She started to unbutton her shirt slowly revealing her coffee-stained, thin pink work bra.

"Uhh, yeah." Ronald said, opening the condom. His eyes were locked on her chest, he could see her nipples through her bra already. "I thought you were going to do it."

"You missed that opportunity when you popped on my face." Sammi sat back against the toilet's water-tank, pulling her bra off. After tossing it on the back, she pulled up her skirt, revealing her black lace panties.

As Sammi pulled her panties down and let them hang from her left leg, Ronald knelt. "I said I was sorry." He said with a smirk, knowing she was teasing him, and trying to play along. He moved down low and kissed her thigh, planting his head comfortably between her legs. He licked at her damp lips, using his tongue to spread her labia and part her fur so he could find it again with ease.

A low growl of pleasure rolled from the black cat's chest. She grabbed hold of both of Ronald's ears, her breath coming in slow, deep breaths. As good as the licking was, the otter's skill was a little disappointing. Her clit was only getting the most basic of attention while he was going only for her tasty lips. At least the size of his tongue was just barely making up for the novice level of skill.

Besides, she'd had worse, and he was actually trying.

He smiled as he kissed his way up her belly until he wrapped his comparatively large mouth around one of her breasts. He sucked on the furred flesh mound as his tongue teased her nipple. Sammi now bracing her paws on the water-tank smiled. He would get her where she needed to go eventually.

Ronald finally rose up and held the cat's thighs. Lifting her up, he aligned her entrance with his gloved shaft. "Would you do the honors?" Surprising both of them with how smooth he was.

"Well you earned it, so..." Sammi reached down and gently bent his shaft down. The rubber's reservoir tip squished against the head of Ronald's shaft as she circled her clit with his rod. Even though otter members were thin for most bipeds it was still thick by Sammi's standards. Her fangs dug into her bottom lip as she pushed him into her lower lips. The cave-mushroom tip gently popped past the house cat's labia and stretched her folds as he pushed all the way in.

Sammi stretched out her arms and legs, her claws out and sparkling in the harsh light of the bathroom. She grunted as Ronald pumped his hips into hers. Her juices slicking the rubber wrapped shaft pistoning in and out of her tight hole.

Just over the wet clapping their joining was making they could barely hear a duet of squeaks from within Sammi's stomach. Judging by the feeling alone the cat could swear they were cheering for her. The feeling of pistoning meat in her love tunnel coupled with the thrill of a live audience, Sammi closed her eyes and shook all over. The cliff of her climax was so close.

Like with his tongue, what Ronald lacked in skill he made up for in enthusiasm. The otter humped her fast and hard, while his paws gently tweaked her nipples. Making Sammi smile and hiss. She looked up and was suddenly kissed. Ronald's much larger mouth was hard to line up with but again eagerness on both parts made it work for a little while.

But it wasn't meant to last.

Ronald's grunts became louder and deeper, his movements became jerky and even less refined. Sammi cried out. "Don't stop!" She was close, so close it hurt. However it was all too much for the otter who didn't get it on a regular basis. The black cat's tight folds, the feel of her breasts on his webbed paws, the smell of her, the lingering taste on his lips, and not only the sounds from her maw, but in her stomach all pushed him over the edge. He lifted his head and let out a primitive cry of pleasure.

Sammi's eyes shot open, when she heard the chittering of the biped she hissed whispered. "Too... fucking... good." his hips came to a jerky stop pressing his balls against her butt, the cat could feel his clenching, his shaft pulse and almost could feel the condom expand.

"Wait wait! No, don't." Sammi pleaded as she thrust herself at his hips, feeling the full condom slid in and out of her wet fold. She wrapped her legs around the whining otter as she humped him for all he was worth.

Finally Sammi came, it wasn't the best, she didn't even squirt, she just flopped on her back, her insides pulsing around the otter's sore shaft. She couldn't really enjoy the release as she had smacked her head on the porcelain water-tank behind her.

A moment later she looked up at the otter and said with a pant, "Thank you... Sorry, I just needed that." She rubbed the back of her head.

Panting hard, Ronald smiled, "It's alright. I'm sorry I couldn't - you know." He pulled out the condom sagging from his tip. "Um.. you need any help?"

Sammi shook her head, "No I'm good. Thanks." Ronald nodded, said his goodbyes then slipped out to clean himself up. Sammi herself having lost her panties hopped down and locked the stall door before looking for them. She found them easily enough but was disappointed to find they had landed in a puddle that she knew wasn't just water.

Sighing, the cat tossed the expensive but ruined garment in the toilet before retaking her place on the lid. She took a moment to lick her thighs and crotch. Using her primitive comb to straighten her tousled fur and hopefully keeping the smell to a minimum. Little mur sounds rolled from her throat as licked her sensitive lower lips.

Allie was idly batting a balled up straw wrapper around when Sammi rejoined her. Hiding behind the line of stools more out of instinct than in real shame, not that she minded avoiding any possibly judging eyes. With a quick exchange of looks, the friends slipped out.

After driving for a short time with only the sound of the radio Allie asked. "Soooo, how was it?"

"Amateurish."

"Like you're an expert."

Rubbing the tender spot on her head Sammi agreed. "Yeah...fucking you probably would have been better."

"With your wobbly legs it couldn't have been that bad." Allie giggled. "Hell, you probably made his day too."

"Then I guess my panties didn't die for nothing."

"He was that wild?" Allie questioned, astonished and a little jealous. Sammi shook her head before playfully embellishing the simple act of the garment falling in something.

Snow crunched and tires squeaked as the little demi jeep pulled into the parking lot. Allie parked in their space and the two headed in. "I can't wait to put on something clean and relax."

As the elevator opened, Allie agreed, "Yeah, I can finally take my shower."

Unfortunately opening the door to their spacious apartment was anything but relaxing. First they noticed the sound of the shower, then the light from the bathroom shining off the floor.

And how the reflection rippled.

Allie cursed realizing she had left the shower running. The long-hair hurried into the bathroom through the claw deep water. Sammi walked over to stare wide eyed at the growing puddle soaking into the living room rug. "The fur trap."

Allie walked out her clothes and fur heavy with water. "I left the shower running."

"Yeah, you did." Came the gruff growl of their bipedal wolverine landlord. He stood in the doorway standing over twice as tall as either cat. "Your timing is impeccable."

"So is your's." Sammi said, trying to be hopeful as she looked at the biped. "How did you know our apartment flooded?"

"Your downstairs neighbor called cause water was pouring through their ceiling."

"Fuuuuck." Allie said, ringing out her shirt. "We're so sorry we-."

"You're paying for the damages." The wolverine looked between the two cats. Their ears and heads low, tails blushed out and between their legs. "For both apartments... all the damages and repairs." He turned his gaze to the broken stove. "All of it." He let large appliances like those slide with demies normally but it was not the case this time. "By the time rent is due next month."

"Mister Franklin, we just lost our jobs." Allie pleaded.

"And my car just got totaled."

"And your neighbors had half their home destroyed." The landlord growled. "Your security deposit will cover some of this, but if you can't get the rest, you'll pay them back as their dinner.