Cat Vore Novels & Stories

Rayne bit the inside of her lip and considered her answer as her cat purred louder at the sound of his voice. Her animal was clearly intrigued by the vampire which was surprising as her cat didn't usually pay much attention to men around her. But something about the vampire had its attention. Maybe it was his question? He was obviously knowledgeable about wildcats. He knew the black panther was not in fact a panther but a member of either the leopard or jaguar family. That would stroke her cat's ego, that this male was asking an intelligent question about its origins. She considered her options and then went for the truth as she knew it.

“Mrrroww!” A blur of white, orange, and black clawed at the interview room window. A calico cat—tail fluffed in indignation—stood on its hind legs, pawing frantically. Clenched in its teeth was a worn, yellowed folder. “That cat again?!” The academic director stood, sighing in irritation. “It’s been raiding the kitchen for fish all week.” But Takuto’s eyes widened. Through the dusty glass, he saw it—the corner of a logo he knew all too well.