Cat Vore Novels & Stories

The random materials were likely left by the previous owner that his father didn't bother to tidy up when he bought them second-hand. Ves took a head-sized chunk and the small cat somehow managed to gobble up the entire thing in a clear violation of the laws of physics. There was no way a normal mechanical cat could fit so much material in its cat-sized belly. "Okay, this is clearly another freaky thing in a long list of impossibilities. No use cracking my head over these miracles. I've got to take care of my money problem first." Ves dropped the cat and left it to explore the workshop alone. He approached his desk and turned on the computer terminal in order to do some research.

need to hunt for food. But could someone tell me why you would need to hunt wolves? It’s certainly not for food. They aren’t bothering cattle, because there have been no reports of any cattle being hurt or killed by them. The wolves in this area eat small game and deer. How do we know this? You also have a couple werewolf packs living amongst you. You never knew that. Did you? Werewolves are the same way. We don’t die easily, but when we do, our bodies go back to being human. That’s also for the werehawks and the werecats in your area.” Then a child, around the age of ten asked, “Is my cat a werecat?” Chloe laughed, “No. Werecats are never the housecat variety. They are usually bobcats, lyn

Still, he asked. I opened my mouth, ready to give a long explanation, when Wyatt beat me. "Do you know about carnivore?" "Animals that have to eat meat." "Yes. Cat is a carnivore, so..." Wyatt purposely hung his words for Austin to finish. "...they can only eat meat." "That’s right. And avocado clearly isn’t meat. Thus, it’s not designed for cats." "Hm." Austin was thinking while munching his food, only for his next curiosity to come. "But her food doesn’t look like meat."

I threw a few more, and it ate until it was full. “Now we can eat,” Anna said in a sing-song voice. I lifted one scone up to my mouth, when I heard was Anna screaming and pointing at the cat. The cat had blood spilling from its nose and mouth, and in a heartbeat, it dropped dead on the floor.

Very carefully and without making the slightest noise, Cherry put one paw on the graying carpet and then remained motionless again. The next step took several seconds. She fixed the little toy mouse without even blinking. When the mouse didn't move, it took another step, then suddenly began to wiggle its buttocks vigorously and fell off. The great huntress had already grabbed her unsuspecting prey and battered it with teeth and claws to show her who was the boss here. "Cherry," I warned the white cat because she had messed up the photos of my parents on the floor during her maneuver and pushed her aside.

“You should remember to call him crown prince as now we are in Caiwong. I am starting to regret ever touching you if this is how you receive my gift to you.” “You said a gift. Do you understand my blight and how I was able to kill those guards?” “Of course I know of your blights. The mountain tribes from where the Jungpi royal family traces their lineage had a secret cultivation method called Black Cat Venom. Instead of drinking it daily, your mother used the deep anger of your clan’s eradication to turn your blood into a reservoir of it. Unfortunately its proved difficult to control so you were sent back to where it came fromm.”

Garrick bucked violently, but the cat held firm, its claws digging deeper. Fueled by instinct and fury, Garrick rolled, slamming the cat beneath his bulk. The impact knocked it loose with a winded yowl. Before it could recover, Garrick turned and snapped his powerful jaws down on its hind leg, biting deep until he felt bone. The second cat came to its packmate’s aid, pouncing with a feral snarl. Garrick twisted at the last second, letting the cat overshoot its mark before he drove his fangs into its exposed throat. He shook his head violently, and with a crunch, the cat went limp.

She reached it just as the wail was replaced by a thick, reverent silence that hung heavy around the beautiful beast. She closely inspected her kill. If it was too genetically altered, the meat would be dangerous to ingest. To her surprise and delight, this cat looked to be in a healthy and unaltered state. There would be no need to toss the mutated bits of its body away. The entire body was consumable.

I’ve never seen her like this before. “I made him eat it. Took a while. I had to cut it up really small and force it down his throat. Turns out that tongues help you swallow and it’s hard to eat when you don’t have one anymore.” Kat seemed interested in this fact. I felt like puking. Kat gave me another demented grin and dropped her hand. With almost no effort, she sliced the skin from neck to belly button. Neither Cornelius nor I realized what she was doing initially, but Cornelius felt it. He began to scream again.

A werewolf ight eat their prey, but that spider looked disgusting, and the meat can’t be— MUNCH MUNCH. I gape at him, horrified. “Oh my god… EWWW! How the hell can you eat that, you monster?!” Korrin, now the size of a bus, turns his head to look at me. I don’t flinch at that. He pissed me off earlier, but I’m not afraid of my own fucking mate. I lift my chin, stand proud, and he swallows spider meat and comes over. Stalking in the confident cat way. If you have ever seen an expensive showcat, then you would know what I mean. He is literally treating the cave like his catwalk, and then he is right in front of me, breathing hard in my face from up above.