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Animal roleplay ://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Animal_roleplay Animal roleplay thank you Wikipedia! Its origins are certainly influenced by costuming, fiction, myth and legend, roleplay and psychodrama in their various aspects And here I just thought is was fun. I was and about perusing what my fellow mates have written and as I was commenting back on some I was reminded of Pet . Several years back while I was working in New Mexico for a couple of months I took in a stray female cat (Pet Girl). I had met her through another online<b> fetish </font></b>community I was on. She posted she was going to be between places to stay and then between jobs for a short time and was looking for a place to stay. I read over her profile and it was all about how she loved cat . That she had done it but only for a few hours or for an evening when home alone. She went on to say one of her fantasies was to live it . I messenger her not really expecting to hear anything back. But to my surprise with in about 20 minutes she answered my . We ping ponged back and forth about two dozen times and decided to meet for coffee and to talk and to see if there was any attraction between us. We meet the next day at a local coffee shop. The conversation was easy and smooth. We both were genuinely into each other. After a bit I told her how long I would be in town and about the hotel suite my company had me in and that if she wanted to be my pet pussy she could stay with me. I could see her nipples harden under her tee shirt and not from the coolness of the air conditioner. She asked me if I was serious and of coarse I was. She told me that the length of time would totally cover her for being in-between places and work. So we got to work figuring out how she was going to be my pet pussy cat. First was did she have the required ears and tail? She did, the tail was a long white plush tail held in place with a bright silver medal butt plug. Her ears were matching plush white as well. So the rule became when she was in the hotel suite all she was allowed to wear was her plush tale and ears and that she was a cat and acted accordingly. If we went out she could wear her regular cloths but she had to wear a thin white collar I got her with an ID tag on it. She was all good with this. She moved in with me bringing only a small suit case, the rest of her stuff was in storage. I think she had more sex toys or "cat toys" then cloths in that case I would come to find out. We had no rules about when she had to be there or where she went, she might be between places and jobs but she still had a life and such. She knew my schedule. Most of the times when I came back she would be there always following our one rule. It did not take long for each of us to really think of each other as a cat owner and cat. I came back one day to find the suite empty. I was tired so I ended up changing into a tee shirt and sleep pants and plopping down on the couch and watching TV. After a couple of hours my pussy came back. In the door and as the door was closing she was stripping. On went the ears and pop went the tail. She had a very cat like wicked grin on her face as she crawled on all fours over to me and then climbed up on the couch. She rubbed her head on my leg and then crouch. After a few minutes of this with me petting her and talking to my cat she fished my cock out of my sleep pants and played with it for hours. She would stroke it, lick and suck, gentle bite. She edged me that way for over two and a half hours. I could not take it anymore. I flipped her around and through her tail up over her back and fucked her cat style. Needless to say I did not last long. When I came she screeched like a cat. So yes Wikipedia thank you for that great trip down memory lane. |
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