Slow Burn
"If you promise to behave, then I promise to get you some ice cream after, okay?" Clair said to her young son, Catnap. The young purple kitten who had just turned eleven. The ice cream trick usually works since his flavor of choice is really basic. Vanilla.
"Alright, Mom." Catnap replied. Catnap wasn't really into going out of his way to buy some clothes, but his mom insisted that she would get lonely if he didn't come along. Also the prospect of ice cream made the troubles and obstacles somewhat worth it. The place in which they are going to purchase the clothes is a thrift store. They weren't struggling, in fact they were good and well off. But saving money is always good, and teaching your kids how to save is always a good thing.
After following around his mom for a while, he was already feeling quite bored. That is, until he saw two people that really caught his eye. A fox and a black cat, dressed quite effeminately. So much so that Catnap was hard pressed to call the two ladies.
The black cat was quite a bit taller than the fox, and the cat was dressed in a punk or goth attire while the fox was dressed more cutesy, granted Catnap probably didn't know what those words meant, but he could describe what they were wearing, a leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up, a red plaid skirt and a studded belt with chains on it, a tank top, and some combat boots. The fox who was with the black cat was more softer looking, and wore a lot of pink and white, but was otherwise basically wearing the same as the feline. The only thing different is that the fox wasn't wearing chains on the skirt, and they were also wearing some very long white socks that went up to the thigh.
The two then saw how much the little purple kitten was staring at them and chuckled a bit, they obviously know how loud they look right now and simply ignored him, though when Catnap ran up to them, and with Clair wondering why Catnap just ran off, they were getting a bit anxious, but seeing his curious energy got them relaxed.
"Woah! You two look really cool!" Catnap said with a big smile, getting the two larger and taller critters to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank you very much, kid." The black cat said in a surprisingly masculine, calm, and low voice, causing Catnap to get surprised and get even more curious.
"Woah! You sound like a man!" Catnap innocently said in a loud voice of a surprised child. The cat looked visibly flustered while the fox chuckled a bit while shaking their head.
"No kid, we are men." The fox said to Catnap in albeit a far higher yet still masculine voice. Catnap appeared to be absolutely stunned by this information, obviously. The two looked very feminine, so much so that they could definitely pass as women.
"I'm Sweetroll, and this guy here is Noir." The fox said as he gestured to himself and the black cat next to him.
"It's nice to meet you guys, I'm Catnap!" Catnap said enthusiastically, extending both of his hands forward for both of the gentlemen in skirts to take. Noir and Sweetroll exchanged amused glances before shaking Catnap’s outstretched hands. Noir’s grip was firm but careful, while Sweetroll’s was more delicate, his nails perfectly manicured. Catnap beamed up at them, his tail flicking excitedly.
“You’re a real curious little guy, huh? Not a lot of folks come up to us like that.” Sweetroll said with a chuckle.
“Yeah, especially not kids, most just stare and whisper." Noir added, crossing his arms. Catnap tilted his head in confusion at this, his ears twitching at the remark.
“Why? You two seem really nice!” Catnap asked genuinely as Sweetroll grinned.
“We are, but people don’t always get that.” Sweetroll replied. Before Catnap could ask more, his mother’s voice rang out from behind him.
"Catnap, honey! Don’t run off like that!” Clair jogged over, slightly out of breath. When she saw Noir and Sweetroll, she hesitated, then smiled warmly.
“Oh! I see you made some new friends.” She said as Catnap quickly turned around to meet his mother's gaze
"Mom! These guys are awesome! Noir and Sweetroll wear skirts like girls, but they’re actually guys! Isn’t that cool?" Catnap exclaimed as he pointed towards both of them. Clair’s eyes widened slightly before she chuckled.
"Well, if that’s how they like to dress, then good for them!” She said before she turned towards Noir and Sweetroll.
“Sorry if he’s being a little too forward. He’s just curious about everything.” She said apologetically
“No problem, He’s quite refreshing, actually.” Noir said with a shrug
"Yeah, It’s nice to have someone just be interested without all the weird looks.” Sweetroll agreed as Clair nodded.
“That’s good to hear. Well, Catnap, we still need to finish up shopping.” Clair said as she gently grabbed Catnap's hand, reminding him of why they were here in the first place. Catnap pouted but relented, remembering that there was ice cream after all of this.
“Alright… Bye, Noir! Bye, Sweetroll!” Catnap said with a wave. “See ya, kid!” Sweetroll exclaimed as he waved back, while Noir gave a nod. As Catnap walked with his mom, he still buzzed with excitement.
“Mom, they were so cool! I wanna dress cool like that one day.” Catnap said. When Clair first saw the two who were talking to Catnap, she thought that they were women. Of course there was nothing wrong with wearing what you want in Clair's mind, or in other words, Clair was fine with crossdressing. The one thing that Catnap had thought about and talked about while on the car ride home, was about how he wanted to look as cool and as pretty as those two critters, which Clair was in full support of but made sure to tell Catnap to be careful on getting his skirt flipped up by the wind.
"You can dress however you like, sweetheart." And just like that, Catnap felt a new identity form, which he brought with him up until now, in college........
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"Yeah mom the U-Haul is already almost there now, I'm just here getting the car fully gassed up." Catnap said as he leaned against his car while on the phone with his mother. He had already paid for the gas, and the man behind the counter seemed to ignore what Catnap was wearing, so that was already a plus in this new place that he was gonna be staying in for four years.
"Yeah I seem to be getting ignored which is exactly what I had predicted." Catnap said sarcastically, getting a slight chuckle and a head shake from his mother.
"Oh, stop it, you. Anyway, I won't trouble you any longer, Take care and make sure to call us whenever you have time!" Clair said before Catnap said goodbye and hung up the phone. Just in time too, since his car had finished fueling up and was now full of sweet and flammable gasoline. Putting back the fuel gun in the gun holder, Catnap opened the door to his refurbished convertible, which belonged to his grandpa who died and he specifically gave it to Catnap so that's neat.
After getting back inside the driver's seat, he turned on the engine and it roared to life, as he then continued his trip to his new house. After about an hour of driving, Catnap saw the drivers of the U-Haul patiently waiting for him as he got some help with moving the stuff into the single floor house. It was a decent place—not too big, but cozy enough for him to settle in. The movers helped him unload the larger furniture pieces, like his computer and his bed and such, while Catnap focused on getting his essentials inside. His personal items, like his clothes and his plushies. Specifically one large pink shark plush that he's gonna be keeping in his bedroom for snuggling.
Once the last box was placed inside, he wiped his brow and let out a deep sigh. "Well, that’s that," he muttered, taking a moment to admire the quiet neighborhood. It was vastly different from what he was used to, being that he grew up in a condo building, but maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing. Once the U-Haul people were done and were leaving, his stomach rumbled, reminding him that he hadn’t eaten since the early morning. He figured it was time to explore a bit, maybe find a place to eat. With that in mind, he pulled up a map on his phone. A small diner nearby seemed like a good choice, so he set the destination and hit the road.
After walking for around fifteen minutes, he had arrived at the diner. A retro-style joint with neon signs and checkered floors, and was currently bustling with energy. As soon as he stepped in, the smell of sizzling food and fresh coffee hit him. A few people turned to look, but their curiosity quickly faded, much to Catnap’s relief. He walked toward the counter and slid onto one of the stools.
""What can I get ya, sugar?" A pale green alligator waitress asked, her voice carrying a slight southern drawl. It would seem that these people were friendly enough that they didn't care what someone would wear.
"Uh, just a burger and a milkshake, please. Vanilla." Catnap replied as the waitress quickly nodded.
"Coming right up!" The alligator lady said before walking away. As he waited for his food, he heard a distinct clatter from a nearby booth. Turning his head, he spotted a rather interesting group of people huddled together. One of them, looking to be a large and muscular man, a red dragon with some yellow accents, leaned back with a smirk. Across from him, a jittery, yellow rooster was animatedly flapping his hands mid-conversation. Next to the dragon, looked to be an amphibian, with yellow and black as his main colors was idly stirring something in his cup. and across from him looked to be a rodent, specifically a rat, nibbling on a pastry. And finally, next to the rooster, was an alligator who appeared to be a few seconds from dozing to sleep with a lazy but knowing grin. All of them sported the same letterman jacket which had the insignia of the college that Catnap was gonna be attending. Catnap turned away, not really willing to meet new people right now. But then the commotion slowly quieted down as Catnap felt eyes stare at him.
"Well, well, well! Would ya look at that, boys? Fresh meat!" Catnap heard from behind him. He quickly turned to see the entire booth of college students getting up and coming towards Catnap. Catnap didn't feel too afraid, there were a lot of other people here after all, so if they were to attack him the other people might jump in to help.
"Um, hello. Do you need something?" Catnap asked the group who were standing up and looking him up and down. Catnap could feel their leering eyes go over him, he wasn't scantily dressed by any means, he's wearing black combat boots, black leggings, a black plaid skirt just above his knees, and a crop top covered by an oversized, unzipped, black hooded jacket. The crop top clings to his upper body, exposing his soft and chubby belly underneath; revealing a small belly button piercing. Of course not without some make-up, even though he already looked like he had natural eyeliner. To top it all off, a little choker with a moon hanging from it, and some more piercings on the tips of his ears.
He was definitely nicely dolled up, but he wasn't looking like a prostitute. And he had gotten most of his fashion sense from Noir who definitely wasn't a whore, but he does have more.... let's say skimpier outfits at home. Yet with how the guys were looking at him, with how they're biting their lips and squinting their eyes, they probably thought they were looking at a stripper as Catnap rolled his eyes.
"You, of course. You're definitely quite the pretty thang for a guy." The alligator said in a southern accent, not too dissimilar from the waitress. Speaking of her, the waitress quickly set down a plate with a burger on it and a milkshake on the table in front of Catnap.
"Enjoy!" The waitress said before walking off towards another booth.
"Well, would you kindly excuse me? I want to eat in peace, please." Catnap calmly replied as he turned away from the group.
"Heh, he kinda talks like those two edge lords who are into the ritual and ghost fucking shit." Catnap heard a slightly gravelly voice that's trying to sound cool, likely the chicken, creating some laughter within the group as Catnap takes a bite out of his burger. He could hear the commotion go back to the booth as Catnap breathed a sigh of relief, they probably lost interest when they talked about those two people.
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“Dogday, quick! Get the door, the priest is here! I’ll stay with your father!” Dogdays’ mother said frantically as Dogdays’ father was restrained on the chair, now oddly quiet. Dogday grew up in a religious household, so he knew about demons and possessions and such, yet seeing one up close seemed far scarier than he would’ve imagined. He hurried up the basement stairs and to the front door. Looking through the peephole, he was able to see a figure that looked like a priest, a light blue. Quickly unlocking and opening the door, he was greeted by an elephant cradling a bible and wooden cross in his hands, who was also a bit surprised that a child opened the door for him, but smiled warmly. The moon and the dim lights from Dogdays’ house illuminate his figure somewhat.
“Good evening, child. Where is your father?” The elephant said in a calm and low voice. Dogday nodded and wordlessly started to lead the priest back down to the basement, when Dogdays’ mother saw Dogday with the priest following behind, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The priest set down his bible and his cross at a nearby table as Dogdays’ mother went up to him.
“Oh thank goodness you’re here, Father. My husband, he’s-” Dogdays’ mother was interrupted by the priest gently putting his hands on her shoulders.
“Everything will be alright Ms. Daylight, the Lord is here with us.” the Priest said, getting Dogdays’ mother to nod and step away from Dogdays’ father, who had his head drooped forward.
“Hello? Mr. Daylight? Can you hear me?” The priest said to Dogdays’ father, but he didn’t answer.
“Can you hear me, Mr Daylight?” The priest said again, with no reply from Dogdays’ father. The priest’s expression was one of concern at first, but now it turned very serious as he narrowed his eyes. The priest then turned around to grab his cross and turn back to Dogdays’ father, posture now slightly stiffened.
“Respice Ad Me, Daemonium.” The priest said words that Dogday didn’t recognise as he held up his cross at his father. Slowly Dogdays’ father looked up and stared at the priest, expressionless.
“Hello, priest.” Dogdays’ father sounded unrecognisable. Causing Dogday and his mother to back away. The priest seemed to be unbothered by this as he steeled himself and took a step forward.
“You two, recite any prayer you know by heart. Don’t stop saying it until I say it is safe to do so.” The priest said as he turned his head to talk to Dogday and his mother. Dogday memorized the Lord’s prayer, but he felt too shaken and afraid to even think of the first word. The priest, seeing the fear on the child’s face, knelt down in front of Dogday and gave him the same smile that he did when they first met.
“Stay calm now, child. Remember the words that keep you safe, for the Lord’s work must be done.” The Priest said as Dogday calmed down his breathing.
“Our Father, Who art in heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name. Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done, On earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day, our daily bread, And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.” Dogday finished reciting. Once he did, he felt…. Safe.
“Okay, take a few good steps back to not hinder the exorcism.” The priest said as he turned to face Dogdays’ father again, while Dogday and his mother quickly backed up until they were met with the wall. They didn’t want to leave Dogdays’ father behind, so they stayed and watched from afar. Dgoday saw the priest splash holy water onto his father as he screamed out in pain. The screams sounded demonic, not like the man he knew as his father. Next, the priest seemed to be reciting what Dogday recognized as the Ninety-First Psalm until the process of the exorcism was complete. The priest seemed out of breath as Dogdays’ father was heaving up and coughing out globs of black phlegm. And just like that, the exorcism was over. Dogdays’ father was released from his restraints and he was able to hug his family without being possessed and having malicious intent towards them. As the priest was going to leave, Dogday quickly came up to him as he was about to go through the front door.
“Wait! I don’t even know your name yet!” Dogday said. The priest seemed a bit confused before chuckling and looking a bit embarrassed.
“Forgive me, my child. I have yet to introduce myself. I’m Father Bubba.” The elephant priest said…….
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“Might I remind you that this assignment is going to be off the records, so like always, you must listen to every single thing that I say, and don’t trust anything that you see.” Father Bubba said to Dogday as they were driving down a wooded road.
“Yes, Sir.” Dogday simply replied, his eyes glued to the dark road being lit up by the headlights of Father Bubba’s car.
“Based on what the witnesses had told me, this house had a very strange aura that made everyone feel very aroused. So keep your temptations in check.” Father Bubba said to the younger man.
“Yes, Sir.” Dogday replied again. After a short pause, Father Bubba turned his head slightly to look at Dogday.
“Are you afraid?” Father Bubba asked as Dogdays’ expressionless face scrunched up a bit as his lips curled.
“I don’t know, Sir.” Dogday said with some hesitation.
“That’s ‘Father’ to you.” Bubba said as he looked back towards the road.
“I’ll give you a word of advice. Though I may say to always question things, for why did God give us thinking in the first place if not to think and question. Keep God and his love in your head and heart when dealing with matters like this.” Father Bubba said just as the house itself , behind a metal gate, came into view. The house was ancestral, from back when the city was first founded by its first mayor, Elliot Ludwig. The house in front of them was his abode from when he was still alive.
Now, the house is currently under protection and no one is allowed near it. But when a few caretakers had reported on strange feelings within the house, Dogday and Father Bubba had to investigate. Arriving at the gates, there were a few armed guards who didn't look like policemen, who had come up to the car to check if they were the people that they were supposed to be. And once the two had been verified, they were let inside the gated compound. Throughout the entire investigation, they were able to feel the arousing aura, but were unable to find out the source of it, especially since they weren't allowed in half of the rooms, nor allowed to touch the majority of the items.
“Well, it would seem that we can't do anything for now, so I guess we just return.” Father Bubba said. One thing that did happen, was that the air inside the house was always quite cold, but the cold air seemed to follow Dogday, yet he didn't bring this up to Father Bubba.
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Once Catnap finished his meal, he paid and tipped the waitress as he exited the diner. But Catnap had noticed that while he was leaving, in the corner of his eye, the group in the booth was watching him leave. Thinking nothing of it, Catnap continued onwards with exploring the whole city, since his college was about another fifteen minutes away, he decided to get to walking more, as he got into the more modern and city-looking parts of the city, he was hearing a group of footsteps behind. Catnap turned to see it was that group of students who were a good twenty feet behind Catnap. Catnap was feeling a bit fearful but he kept going, trying to find a more public spot. Though when he made a wrong turn and found himself at an alleyway with both ends being blocked by the group, he was slowly backed into a wall with a scowl on his face.
"What do you guys want?! Who even are you guys!?" Catnap said in his most intimidating voice, which didn't seem to phase the group.
"Relax, we're just a couple of curious students who are willing to learn, that's all." The red dragon said as he walked closer. Catnap slowly put his hand in his pocket, feeling the smartphone in his hand and resting his finger on the power button, readying to frantically press it until the Emergency S.O.S feature starts.
"See, I'm Simon Smoke, this here's Kickin Chicken, this frog's Icky Licky, the gator is Allister Gator, and the rat behind me is Touille Mouse." Simon said, all of them now a few feet away from Catnap.
"Listen, I don't want any trouble, I'm new here and I think I'm going to the same college as you guys, so maybe you could spare me some hazing and be nice to a freshman?" Catnap said with a little wink. This seemed to slightly charm the whole group as they stood a little awestruck by what they heard and saw. Okay. Good. Now just to make sure to find an opportunity to be able to get out of here.
"Well hawt dawg, we didn't know you's was attending our college, now." Allister said while rubbing his chin.
"Exactly, we gotta treat our new freshman right, don't we?" Simon said as he went to grab Catnap's arm. Once Simon had made contact, Catnap grabbed onto his arm and pushed him out of the way, getting both of them to tumble on the floor and for Catnap to get out of the group's half circle. Once Catnap saw that he had an opening, he quickly got up and ran out of the alleyway, with many voices shouting behind Catnap and calling towards him. Thankfully, despite his slightly chubby appearance, he is quite in shape as he's able to run quite fast. But after a while of running non-stop, he needed a place to rest so while he was a good distance away from the group, he was looking for a place to hide while he caught his breath, and his eyes landed on this cathedral that was right behind him. He actually saw this large and ornate building while he was driving into the city.
‘This.. this isn’t the greatest place to stay.’ Catnap ponders, looking up at the large cathedral before him. He places his hands on his hips and leans a bit to the side, giving it some thought. He wasn't exactly religious, though in this situation maybe praying to a god would help. But before he could decide, he turned his head in the direction he just came from, seeing the students in letterman jackets hunting for him. This place is better than nothing. Quickly hurrying up the stairs, he pushes open the doors to the gilded cathedral and hurries inside. Closing the door behind him and looking around, Catnap is met with the very grand nave of the building. paintings of angels and other important saints and figures littered the ceiling, statues of priests staring at Catnap with their cold icy stone eyes.
It’s rather unnerving for someone like him to walk through a place like this, his black combat boots making loud echoes throughout the nave. Upon walking further inside, Catnap hears what he can only describe as the most beautiful singing, a low hum as the voices are soft and angelic. It fills Catnap with a sense of calmness, the voices tender to his ear; while at first it’s soothing, it also begins to seem boring. It’s so basic, they only ever talk about God and faith, and there’s no creativity or variety.
He walks further down the open-spaced room, before him are rows and rows of pews as well as a stage with an altar in the center. Past that stands two large platforms where the angelic singers sing their tunes. All of it is conducted by a singular priest, wearing a white robe, in one hand held a conductor and the other a small book, each wave of the conductor raises and lowers the pitch of the choir. Catnap takes a seat on one of the pews and lets out a small sigh, finally able to catch his breath. He attempts to think and process his thoughts when a soft, melodic voice calls out from the other side of the bench.
“Hi there, are you lost?” Catnap looks over to the lovely voice, and what he sees surprises him; a handsome orange cocker spaniel. He’s wearing similar white robes like that of the priests and has a beautiful necklace with a sun-shaped pendant. It was oddly close to Catnap’s moon pendant, but instead of a necklace, Catnap wore his on a black choker.
The canine has never seen anything quite like the pretty feline before him, looking them up and down causes the dog to feel an odd, fluttering sensation in his chest as he stares at them; if he’s honest, he isn’t even entirely sure of the feline's gender yet. However, at the same time, that doesn’t seem to bother him as much as he’s been told it should; they’re strange-looking sure, but awfully pretty at the same time.
Catnap stares back at the dog, the two locking eyes, before both of their faces turn bright red and break eye contact. The cocker spaniel takes the initiative and walks forward, sitting next to the feline. The friendliness of the dog catches Catnap off guard, it’s not common for religious folk like him to not treat him with some form of disgust; nevertheless, Catnap politely curls his tail around himself.
“What brings you here, is there something I can do to help?” The canine happily chirps, a small sunny tint in his eyes glowing as he peers over to Catnap. Catnap ponders a bit before deciding to confide in what he presumes to be a priest of this church.
"Well, I was trying to get away from some creeps who almost had me trapped in an alleyway, but I got away and I think I lost them now." Catnap quietly explains to the canine, not sure if anyone else could be hearing his conversation. As the canine was listening intently, As if god himself decided to make the gothic feline eat his words, that same group of creeps burst open the doors, taking steps inside.
“We know you're here, you fucking slutty queer; where are you!?” They call out to Catnap, the feline ducking under the seat, the canine following suit.
“Shit, I gotta hide.” the feline curses, who balls his fist up and slams it down onto the floor. They just have to search the cathedral, but the dog has an idea, he grabs their hand and tugs on it lightly.
“I have an idea where you can hide.” He quietly whispers to Catnap before he pulls them over to the side chapel of the cathedral. There they find a large wooden confession box, on either end is a door to enter. The cocker spaniel pushes Catnap through the door on the right side and closes it behind him. Inside consists of a singular bench big enough to fit the two critters, to the left they could see a sliding screen window that connects the two compartments. Both critters sit close to each other, giving themselves a moment to collect their thoughts.
"I’m Dogday by the way! Dogday Daylight!” Gasps out the canine, who almost forgot to introduce himself, also holding his hand out for Catnap to shake.
“Oh, uhh... I’m Catnap. Catnap Moonlight” The cat answers back as he shakes Dogdays' hand, giving him a sort of confused look, nonetheless, the canine was being kind to him, so he’d do the same. Like those who inspired him for this whole fashion statement of his years ago. Dogday leans forward on the bench and lifts his ear slightly to the door to hear what’s happening outside, Catnap mimicking him. The two hear hushed whispers and footsteps inching closer to the confession box, till the group was now just before the box.
“You think he went in here?” One of them spoke up, Catnap not recognizing the voice so it was probably one of the guys who hadn't talked yet, the others snorting and giggling with them, until the group found themselves confronted by an older priest.
“Hey, quit causing a scene and get out before I call the police!” He shouts at the group, who immediately turn to the priest and then at each other, turning around on their heels and getting out of there as fast as they can. Both Dogday and Catnap fall back onto the bench and sigh.
“Finally, those guys are gone. You know, they started following me from a little diner that I had lunch in.” Catnap comments.
“Yeah, well hopefully maybe now they won’t be much of a bother..” Dogday feels a hand grace slowly along his shoulder, making a chill slide up his spine. He nervously looks over to the hand touching him, which is connected to Catnap himself. Catnap bears a slightly awkward look as he shifts around in his seat. The canine, noticing Catnap, tilted his head in confusion.
"Umm, thank you. Really. How could I ever repay you?" Catnap said with a soft smile, causing the cocker spaniel to blush a bit as he replied with a gentle smile and holding Catnap's hand.
"It was no issue." Dogday simply replied as Catnap slowly leaned himself forward.
"I.... Ummm.... See I think you’re a pretty nice guy, and I wanna be friends with you and I really want to get to know you better." Catnap said as he shifted around in his seat. Dogday chuckled a bit and playfully nodded.
"Sure! You seem to be a nice fellow, and I think you'd be fun to hang out with!" Dogday said, causing Catnap to brighten up.
"Would you mind giving me your number then?" Catnap said with a shy smile, his tail coiling and flicking behind him as Dogdays' tail happily wagged behind him.
"Oh! Yeah sure!" Dogday said as he parted his white robes, revealing some jeans which he dug around in his pockets to pull out a phone. After exchanging numbers, the two then said their farewells as Catnap left the cathedral and made his way home. After quite the long day of unpacking, running from the students, and meeting Dogday. It was now about sundown, an ample time to start to fix up his computer and unpack some other shit.
Inside his bedroom, Catnap had finished plugging in all the cables and wires and booting up his computer, ready to spend the next weekend getting to know this city better, and getting to meet Dogday again, since the semester doesn't start till after it. Once he was done with the rest of his stuff, reviewing the schedule and other college stuff, it was now time for Catnap to go to sleep, already having had dinner from the leftover snacks he brought with him on the road, and already showered and in his pajamas. Catnap snuggled into his new bed and cuddled his shark plush as he slowly drifted to sleep.......
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Catnap slowly woke up in the middle of the night. He thought this was pretty unusual since he was a pretty deep sleeper, though when he felt a familiar burning desire in his loins, he was quick to push away those thoughts and to take care of his current needs. Slowly, he started to rub his crotch through his pajamas, before slowly pulling down his pants and underwear to reveal his hardening member. As he goes to lightly stroke himself, he couldn't help but reminisce about the day that he had. What if those creeps had their way with Catnap? What if Catnap was a bit frisky in the confession booth with Dogday? Would Dogday be a good shag? These thoughts went through Catnap's head as he strokes and thrusts into his hand.
“Ahhh~… Dogday~….. I want you to take me~…..” Catnap moaned. Then, he started to feel a burning desire towards his rear, a desire of wanting to be filled. Catnap brings up his free hand to lick and slobber all over to coat in saliva, before going down to his rectum. He had penetrated himself before, with his fingers and some toys, but he has never felt like this when masturbating before. His best guess was that it was just a crush blossoming with Dogday, Though that isn’t much of an excuse as to why he feels so horny in the middle of the night. Slowly, Catnap entered himself and started to finger himself as he continued to jack himself off. Electricity goes up his spine as he goes faster and faster.
“Hooolyyyy Fuck!~” Catnap loudly exclaimed as he finally climaxed. His hand gets covered in hot, sticky, white liquid that overflows and pools down his crotch as his asshole tightens around his fingers. Catnap feels the waves of ecstasy suddenly turn back into sleepiness as he slowly feels his eyes close. But just before he feels like going to sleep, he hears someone chuckle. Quickly opening his eyes back up, he was met with a dark and looming figure, looking like a classic German Shepherd breed. His eyes were watching him up and down while he bared his teeth in a wide grin, some saliva finding its way through the gaps. Catnap had his eyes wide in terror as the figure slowly walked up to him, getting his face mere inches away from Catnap. He smells like old cobwebs and the air that he breathes out feels ice cold.
“You can go to sleep now, Catnap. We’ll be having loads of fun for a long time.” He said before Catnap felt himself overcome with a wave of drowsiness. Catnap tried his best to resist and to get up and run out of the house to no avail, as he started to slowly drift to sleep…….
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When Catnap awoke, he had scant memories of the night before. Thinking it was a dream he slowly stretched when he felt his pajamas not on his waist, nor his underwear. In fact, none of his lower garments was even on him as he looked down and saw that he was naked along with a mess of sticky white liquid all over his hand, crotch, and sheets that permeated a strong lavender scent throughout the room. He quickly looked around to try and find the German Shepherd from before but he saw nothing. Just then, he heard someone whisper behind him.
“Call me Mr. L, lovely.” That was no dream........