Goodbye, kitties.
Note: This story was written before lunch one day last week... I put it on my FA, forgot to put it here, so here it is. It was mostly so I could waste time before eating, so it's likely not too well-spell/grammar checked. Other than that, enjoy!
Felines cheer from around the arena, shouting for their champion now standing proudly in the middle of the fighting area. Facing him is a mouse, and not an impressive mouse. At five feet even, the little rodent barely comes up to the cougar's chest.
"Today your species will be put in their proper place, little one." The cougar grins; deep, bass voice resounding through the air around the mouse whom simply swallows, uncertainty washing over him. He looks down at a small bracelet he wears on his arm, a gift from the alpha of the wolves. He remembers the wolf's words, "You want them gone as much as we do... We can help with that. Sure, we could probably do this ourselves but... it'll be more fun if a rodent is the one to put the cats in their place. Don't worry about anything, just wear the bracelet and it'll all fall into place."
"What's your name, runt?" The cougar bellows, causing the mouse to snap out of his daze. "Saur..." The mouse speaks in a noticeably higher tone.
"Well, it's time you became lunch, Saur." He speaks, moving towards the mouse who can only watch as the cougar looms above; powerful features easily dwarfing any muscle or size he has.
Cheers continue to resound as thousands of felines get drunk off of watching the rodent champion cower beneath their own champion's shadow. "Rex, Rex, Rex!" Shout the cats from the stands while the mice, in their own section, growl and tense. It's hard watching one of their own humiliated.
Rex, the cougar, tenses and lowers, preparing to pounce; tail lashing and flicking side to side before he flexes and makes a powerful leap at Saur. Saur tenses up and backpedals, trying to dodge but only ending up falling onto his back. He squeaks in terror, seeing the shadow of the massive cat above him. It won't be long now.
A rumble and a loud "MRAWLP" signals a rather surprising turn of events... at least for the felines. Rex, mid-pounce, slams into something hard and seemingly unmoveable... and... musky? The cat growls and rubs his head, staring up to try and gain his bearings. What he sees hanging above him has to be the largest erection he's ever seen. Pink, throbbing, mousecock towers above the feline's head. A quick replay of the action shows Saur growing suddenly, just in time for Rex to faceplant right against the midsection of his erection.
Saur, still laying on the ground, breathes heavily, uncertain of what happened. One moment, Rex was coming right for him. The next, he can't see the feline anywhere. The mouse sits up, looking around at his surroundings. Everything is so small. It's now that he realizes what happened... the wolves had come through. He looks down, noticing Rex staring up dazedly and grinning widely to himself. "Oh this is just too wonderful..." Saur squeaks gently.
Rex tries to get up and run but before he gets too far, a row of massive, pink fingers clasp around him and pull him into the air. Saur, at least 180ft tall, squeezes the cat in his palm, grinning sadistically as he feels the feline's body struggling to try and break his grasp. Even his fingers are now more powerful than every muscle in the cat's body. "W-what did you do!? T-this is cheating! This can't be..." The cat yelps, cut off by the mouse clutching him hard enough to nearly break his arms.
The expression of the other cats is of both awe and fear. The mouse that was moments from becoming cat food now towered above every feline present. Not only that, but one of the strongest cats in the entire nation is now screeching in the grasp of this mouse. The cheers die down quickly and are replaced by fear. Many felines try to run, others can only watch in morbid, aroused curiosity as their cougar champion is toyed with.
"I wonder... how strong I am now." The mouse says gently, letting one of the feline's arms slip from the grasp of his first hand only to hold it between two fingers. Rex struggles and growls out, hardly noticing as the mouse pulls his arm out straight and holds it between a pair of fingers. "Let go! Let me go!" He shouts only to be cut off by a pain running through his right arm.
Saur presses his thumb below the cat's elbow while his pointer finger presses to the wrist. He begins to apply pressure, grinning widely as the bone bends so very easily. It's like holding a twig. He presses harder, and harder still, only using a fraction of his strength while Rex begs and pleads for him to stop. He ignores the cat though, a happy squeak echoing through the arena when he hears an audible snap and the pained screaming of the little feline in his hand. Saur looks at his handy-work; the cat's arm bent the wrong way while the feline writhes and screams in torment. He holds the arm for a moment before dropping it and letting the cougar continue to scream. "You all like picking on us so much but when the tables are turned you want me to stop? Heheh, killing you will be -so- much fun..."
The mice, that had been fearing the fall of Saur, now cheer and scream gleefully, watching their champion humiliate Rex.
"P-please! Stop this! T-this is completely u-unfair!" The cougar now whimpers while the mouse continues to ignore. Instead, the cat is brought down to that long, thick rodent cock; clasped to it by a row of powerful fingers. The mouse begins to masturbate, groaning and shivering as the feline struggles to try and escape; screeching in pain each time his right arm is ground against the hot, musky, pink erection. Luckily enough, flesh was not broken when his arm was bent so there is no blood loss. The pain. however, is nearly unbearable for the cat and the smell of the mouse's arousal only further pushes his mind into reclusion. Add to this the fact that a mouse is utterly humiliating him...
Saur squeezes and keeps grinding the cat against his cock, fingers tightening and squeezing around the feline's body. Fur begins to pull out of the cat's flesh from the friction and he's only relieved with salty, thick, mouse precum drips from the tip and begins to cover his flesh and fur. Saur moans loudly again, voice filling the ears of all the cats still trying to escape the arena. Unfortunately, outside of the doors, gigantic wolves begin to round up any who attempt to escape. There's no place to run.
A loud squeak and a long groan signals Saur's climax. With Rex's face pressed right into his cocktip, the mouse sprays his seed directly against the feline's muzzle and nose. The force of the blasts causes the feline's mouth to open and mouse seed to force its way down his throat and into his stomach while whatever does not end up in the cat is sprayed and scattered about the feline section of the arena. Thick, hot globs of mouse cum splatter and crash down over the cats still in the stands, leaving them to struggle and try to escape from the heavy globules while their champion's stomach is filled with enough seed that he ends up coughing much of it up as soon as Saur is finished.
The mouse pants, truly enjoying this victory. He stares down at the little cat now sputtering and coughing, even vomiting up mouse cum. His belly is bulged to the point of being unshapely and his right arm is now bleeding from bone cutting through flesh. The mouse laughs at the pitiful feline champion and drops him from 100ft up.
Helpless, the cat hits the ground hard. Unfortuantely for him, he lands right on his back. He can see the mouse lifting his foot now, massive, dirty toes wriggling above the cat. Rex's vision begins to fade as he struggles to stay conscious and he can still make out the pink toes of the rodent coming down over him. Finally, he feels the gritty, hot sole of the mouse's pink foot press down against him, holding him in place and smearing him in sweat and musk. What little air he does breath in is filled with the scent of mouse foot and he knows this is the last thing he'll smell and feel before he's crushed.
Saur closes his eyes, relishing in the feeling of the little cat under his foot. He never thought a day like this would come, but he's certainly not complaining. He grinds his foot back and forth, making sure that cat is covered in the sweat covering his sole. "From now on, this is where felines belong." He grins, pressing downwards more firmly and feeling Rex's struggles pick up a bit.
"I see you enjoyed this." Another voice calls out, a wolf even bigger than the mouse stepping into the arena. Rex's eyes widen... it suddenly makes sense! "The mice..." He tenses.. "The wolves...!" He growls out with his last once of energy, nose filled with the musk of the toes of a mouse and a wolf.
"I did" Saur grins, before leaning forward on his foot and mrrling at the audible crunch of the feline champion underfoot. "I think this is the beginning of a great relationship..." The mouse grins to the wolf.
"Yes, I think I agree.." The wolf replies.
-weeks later-
"Every cat has been shrunken to their proper height." A wolf reports to the alpha.
"Good." The wolf smiles, grinning to his new rodent friend. "Well, Saur, shall we go address our new feline slaves? He asks beginning to slip his sandals on. "You first." Saur smiles, peering down at the sandals the wolf slips on while he puts his own on.
Within the sandals of both the wolf and mouse, thousands of little felines stare hopelessly as toes large enough to be skyscrapers come into view. It'd been a hot day and both the leader of the mice and the leader of the wolves had walked extensively. A sweatty, black-padded sole hovers above the cats in the alpha wolf's sandal. Screeches and yelps fall on deaf ears as an intense warmth slams into each and every cat below. The alpha wriggles his toes for a moment before bringing his sole down, grinding his foot into the sandal and forcing the cats to become sandwiched between the damp, musky sole of the sandal and his warm, musky pawpads. His toes wriggle and he stands up, crushing the felines down into his sandal sole. They do not die... rather, they're simply compressed and held in place, fur dirtying and becoming filled with footmusk. Soon enough, the only difference between them and the sole of the wolf's sandal would be the fact that they'd retain -some- shape.
Saur slips his own sandals on, grinning widely at the thousands of cats in his own sandals. He can only imagine what it's like for them, now nothing more than living soles for rodent and wolf alike. He feels their struggles as he stands, moaning under his breath as he walks off behind the wolf alpha, enjoying the squish of the tiny cats supporting all of his weight each time he takes a step. The mouse is certain that any micro cat found in his path ends up nothing but a red stain under his sandal. "May every feline in the world know our wrath..."