Ffs Ch 13 A Wild Cosplay Party

This continues the cosplay convention plotline from chapter 11, so you might want to read that first.

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Jia-kitty was so confused. Why was she so nervous, so excited? And why was she even tempted by this? She held the card in her paws and read it yet again. "Cat-Mouse Secret Cuddle Party. Room 717, 3-5pm. Game rules suspended. Admit one. Not transferable. Come hither and leave with a litter."

Leave with a litter? That's couldn't mean what it sounded like. They had to be just trying to sound scandalous and crazy, which would be pretty on-brand for wild mice. She'd heard rumors of secret parties like this but never imagined she'd be standing there actually considering going to one. But without admitting it to herself, she had been preparing for it. She had canceled other plans. She had even changed into her cutest, softest, cuddliest pajamas. Looking in the mirror in her hotel room, she knew she was irresistibly cuddly, just as devastatingly adorable as a kitty could be.

There had just been something so endearing, so sweet about that little wild mouse who gave her the card. She had done a hilariously terrible job running away, going straight around the back corner of the lobby to a dead end, as if she didn't know the layout of the hotel. Or as if she wanted to be caught in an out-of-the-way location. Then she had smiled as Jia-kitty closed in on her cornered prey. She had kept smiling at her as if she was the predator, as if she was the one doing the catching, even as Jia-kitty plundered all of her bows. The mouse just gazed at her the whole time, smiling that strangely endearing, soulful, knowing, joyful smile at her, then reached slowly into her bra, pulled that card out, and handed it to her, its warmth on her fingers seeming to spread, like a blush, but everywhere, all over her body, and deep inside too.

And ever since, she had been unable to think of anything else. Inexplicably, she had even been wet. Basically all afternoon. Wet and squirming thinking about a stupid cuddle party. She wasn't this kind of girl. Was she? She wasn't even into girls. Or mice. This was so crazy. And it was already 4:30. She'd missed so much of it already in her indecision, and because of that odd feeling that her body wasn't quite ready for it, but would be soon, whatever that meant. But now she felt ready, somehow, and she knew if she didn't go soon she'd miss all of it. Might as well at least stop by, she told herself. Just to see. If she didn't at least go see, she'd always wonder. She might never stop thinking about it. Oh what a fate, to be stuck like this, thinking about it her whole life, inexplicably wet and confused forever.

When the elevator doors opened at the seventh floor Jia-kitty gasped. Were the game rules suspended on this whole floor? There were two kitties and two mice together waiting for the elevator, all in very cozy pajamas, practically cuddling standing up, hugging, giggling, giddy, their hair messy, their makeup smeared, their faces just utterly beaming with joy. She didn't know any of them. The wild mouse who invited her wasn't one of them. These two weren't even wild mice; both had collars with name tags. But when they noticed her, they all looked at her that same way. That exact same soulful, joyful, knowing look.

Holy crap, what was going on with these girls? Was the cuddle party that good? How could cuddling make them so... satisfied? She shuddered with a wave of arousal, her pussy clenching, frozen in place, stunned. The elevator doors started to close. One of the kitties put a paw in to stop it. Then with a kind, caring look, she took Jia-kitty by the arm and guided her out, reassuring her with gentle, soothing meows and pets. One of the mouse girls took her other arm, and the two of them led her to room 717.

Another adorable wild mouse in pajamas opened the door a few inches when they knocked, peeking out at them. Again it was not the one who had recruited her, but again she had that same look, that same amazing look of bliss and satisfaction. Jia-kitty had never seen anyone so happy as all of these girls looked. Not even close. The wild mouse held her paw out the door, smiling sweetly at Jia-kitty, waiting for something. Jia-kitty slowly reached into her bra, pulled out that invitation card, and handed it to her. She looked at it, put it away, and let her in.

It was a regular hotel room. Was. But not anymore. Now it was entirely converted to beds. They had hauled mattresses and pillows in from other rooms, converting the entire floor to cuddle space, filling in any awkward small spaces where mattresses wouldn't fit with many large bean bags. Pillows and cozy blankets were everywhere. And there were girls cuddling everywhere, at least twenty of them, the whole room a giant tangle of cats and mice together, all in cozy pajamas.

And every face she saw had that beautiful bliss, that unbelievable satisfaction, pure cozy joy everywhere. It was contagious. Jia-kitty felt their happiness begin to fill her too, especially when the wild mouse who had recruited her saw her and jumped up from the tangle of kitties she had been cuddling with and hurried to her, gleefully holding both of her hands, then pulling her in for a hug, clinging tightly to her, squeaking happily each time Jia-kitty squeezed her back. She was even more adorable than Jia-kitty remembered. She reached up a paw and gently caressed that sweet little mouse face as the girl beamed up at her. Then she gladly allowed herself to be pulled into the room. Another blissfully smiling kitty made space for her, reaching her arms up to her invitingly. She descended between that kitty and her wild mouse, becoming one of them, surrounded by cozy cuddly adorable warmth, relaxing completely, letting the happiness press in all around her, filling her soul.

Their caresses were sensual, but surprisingly not sexual. It really wasn't an orgy. But it sure smelled like one. Clearly her own pussy wasn't the only wet one in the room. But the touch of each girl she cuddled with was all comfort, pure relaxation, pure sensual delight, not a hint of sexy mischief, each adorable face she saw beaming joy into her soul and somehow making her feel so comfortable, so at peace, so relaxed. She felt so close to all of them. Like they were all long-lost sisters. No words, hardly any meows or squeaks even. Reverent joyful silence. It was breathtaking, beautiful, the impossible utopian dream of cat-mouse harmony at last achieved.

She reveled in it, cuddling her way through the room, amazed at how connected she felt with all of these girls, most of them strangers. She cuddled with a few she knew too, also amazed at how suddenly close to each of them she felt. Teammates or rivals in the game before, strangers, acquaintances or friends, none of that mattered anymore. They were all suddenly best friends, sisters, soulmates. And they were all just so freaking adorable, the absolute cream of the convention. And their bodies. Holy shit, every body in that room was so hot. Even though she wasn't into girls, their sexiness added a strange delight to the cuddling, making it feel even more special. They were all so amazing in every way, such gorgeous adorable sweet faces, such perfect sexy bodies, and it all just made her feel so honored to fit right in with them.

Then she noticed a tangle of six feet together just poking out from a sheet nearby, in the back corner of the room. The two middle feet seemed a little too big, a little too thick, not delicate, not even cute at all. Could those be a man's feet? She scooted a little closer and reached out to carefully lift the sheet a little. Hairy legs. Oh my god, they had a man in here! She glanced back at the kitty spooning behind her, another late arrival who had shown up a few minutes after she had. She pointed to the feet, lifting the sheet slightly again. The other kitty gasped, her eyes going wide, a paw covering her mouth. They both sat up to look for the faces that went with the feet, but they were hidden under the sheet. The two kitties crept closer on hands and knees, leaned their faces down right near the feet, and together they slowly lifted the sheet up more to peek all the way inside.

Oh my god. They were naked, all three of them. He was sleeping on his back and the the two girls, one a mouse, the other a cat, were pressed against him from either side, his arms around them. The cat girl had a hand resting on his cock, and the mouse girl was stroking his chest. The two naked girls looked down and saw the two stunned kitties peeking in and just smiled at them.

They both dropped the sheet and sat up, stunned. Maybe it was time to go. She saw movement under the sheet. The two girls inside were jostling him to wake him up. Jia and the other newcomer kitty were both backing away but still staring. Then the sheet came down, their three heads appeared, and his eyes were open.

Their eyes met, and everything changed. Time stood still. She felt all the swirling confusion of this room converge into a single powerful need, all of it suddenly making sense, or something close enough to sense for Jia-kitty's lust-addled brain. He was why she had been wet all along, he was why she had to come here, and he was why this room was so full of joy. It just grew and grew, a deep throbbing need for this man, driven by a singular purpose. And then she knew what the purpose was. The card wasn't kidding. Come hither and leave with a litter. She needed him to put a litter of kittens in her womb. It would only be two, but that was enough. Twins would count as a litter. Her kittens. She needed them as soon as possible, more than she had ever needed anything in life. She knew it would be so right. It was the way to that beautiful joy she had seen in all the others. That was why she was here. Not just in this room; not just at this convention; on this Earth. She had to make those kittens, had to have them in her life, and he could give them to her. Her whole life had led up to this.

She pounced, literally throwing herself onto him, kissing him madly, grinding urgently on his growing erection through the sheet. He laughed and kissed back for a few seconds, squeezing her ass, stroking up her sides, his touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through her, somehow driving her desire even higher. Then he stopped her, holding her face in his hands to look at her, smiling, and said, "Hold that thought just a moment, sweet pet. I think there are other newcomers I need to meet first."

With a reluctant meow, she climbed off to the side and let him up. When he sat up she heard a gasp from nearby, and turned to see another mouse girl who had arrived while he slept, now staring at him. Jia-kitty knew just what she was feeling, and it was so beautiful, so right, and so incredibly sexy. He would have her too. Oh my god, she thought, he's going to knock her up too, and somehow that is the sexiest thing ever. She wanted that almost as much as she wanted her own kittens. She sat up to watch in awe as he stood, the sheet wrapped around his body, and made his way around the room, surveying the crowd, gazing happily around at his many recent conquests, those many, many girls who were so full of that beautiful joy that Jia-kitty now knew meant they were already bearing his offspring, and also causing those same sexy gasps from three remaining newcomers.

His tour of the room complete, he turned back toward Jia-kitty, his gaze full of desire as he dropped the sheet and slowly approached, nude, his straining erection leading the way. The other five he had just enthralled were all standing now, crowding in close to him, slowing his progress toward her, all of them now panting with lust, their eyes all fixed on his cock, their hands beginning to explore his body or to remove their own clothes. But despite his obvious enjoyment of their attention, his attention stayed fixed on her.

Jia-kitty tore off all her clothes and lay back, spreading her legs wide and offering her body up to him, pressing her hips upward, thrusting her virgin pussy at him from across the room, just desperately in heat, showing him with her eyes and with her whole body how much she needed him deep inside her. He gently freed himself from the others and soon stood over her, gazing down at her writhing body, his iron-hard shaft throbbing, his eyes so intense. Wasted seconds, such torture. She needed him so much. She thrust her hips up again as high as she could towards his cock, squirming around in the air, and she meowed it at him, a new kind of meow, a sound she had never heard or made, a sex meow, a fuck-me-right-now meow, urgent, wanton, guttural, desperate, dripping with lust. The others all moaned together in response, stunned by the power of her meow, feeling her need and rooting for her.

And then finally, finally he knelt down between her legs and she felt the tip of his shaft brush against her, then lodge slightly inside. She was holding her hips up off the mattress for him, her knees stretched out wide, her pussy clenching tight on his tip, gasping in wonder at the unbelievable pleasure. He pushed slightly and stopped. He was up against her hymen. She nodded vigorously at him, urging him on, willing him to understand how much she wanted this, how urgently she needed him, how little she cared if it hurt. She didn't even want him to waste any time being gentle popping her cherry. She needed him all the way inside her, right now. But he held her waist firmly, preventing her from thrusting onto him, and looked over at another girl on the bed, one with a tiger ear hairband, giving her a little "come here" nod. Her eyes went wide with excitement and she jumped up, revealing that she too had been nude under the sheets. Her tiger eyes were fixed on Jia-kitty as she crowded close behind him, pressing her body against his while she reached around to hold onto Jia-kitty's hips.

Then the tiger girl pushed him forward, slowly increasing the pressure on Jia-kitty's hymen until it suddenly gave way. There was no pain. She gasped, her eyes going wide in shock. How could anything feel that good? Every millimeter of movement into her was a new layer of pleasure, a new voice in a chorus of impossibly perfect music, filling and stretching her so full, sliding slowly ever closer to the center of that craving, that achingly hungry place deep inside where she knew two eggs were waiting, ready to become her beloved twin kittens. Another slow push, and the pleasure went even higher, even more places inside her lighting up with unbelievable pleasure, waves of it spreading through her body. And then finally, finally he was home. They were pressed deeply together, fully joined, her virginity fully plundered, her body fully given to him, his hard shaft filling her completely, his virile tip right there, right where she needed it, at the center of her fertility, ready to fulfill that purpose, to fully satisfy that craving.

He lowered himself onto her, pushing her down onto the mattress, kissing her breasts and caressing her body as he began to move slightly inside her. His weight on her, those slight movements, what he was doing to her nipples, it was all so electrifying, so overwhelmingly exciting, insanely pleasurable, but too slow, too gentle. She was moaning loudly, and the watching crowd moaned back in response, seeming to feel her pleasure too. He was thrusting just a little farther now, slightly longer strokes. He was still going slow to let her virgin pussy get used to him, but soon he seemed to pick up the signal that the body bucking and arching beneath him to meet each thrust was more than ready for more. And then finally he was really doing it, really stroking her fully, long sensuous strokes, slow but powerful, sliding deep into her tight slick embrace over and over, making her gasp with every thrust. God, how could anything feel this good?

Soon he rolled them over so she was on top. The tiger girl kneeled close behind her, caressing her, playing with her breasts and clit as she began to ride him. She rode tentatively at first, unsure of herself, but then the sheer pleasure of everything she tried made her stop worrying whether she was doing it right and just start to want to do more of it, and faster. The tiger girl behind her guided her hips, helping her change the angle, and it suddenly felt even better. She arched her body as she rode, her pussy clamping down harder on him, and she saw his eyes go wide, his own pleasure seeming to double too. His eyes devoured her body. She was all stretched out on him, back arched, hips adding power to her thrusts with true cat-like grace, and she could tell from his eyes how hot she was to him, what a wildly hot sex kitten she was, even on her first time.

She was delighting in giving herself to him, speeding up, pounding her body on him, gasping and moaning at the incredible pleasure of it, her first time already so much more pleasurable and so much crazier than she had ever dreamed. The tiger girl was stroking her clit so perfectly. She could feel her orgasm building, and from the look in his eyes she knew his was too. Oh my god, he thinks I'm so hot. And he's right. I'm so hot, and I'm so fucking good at this, she thought as she pounded her fertile body faster and faster on him. It was a whole new world, a whole new side of herself she never expected, and she loved it. Yes, she thought, he's right, Jia-kitty really is a wild super-hot sex kitten!

Then he held her hips firmly, slowing her, and the tiger girl held still on her clit too. Why were they stopping? She whined in protest.

"I'm Jim. What's your name, angel? I need a name, and I don't speak meow."

She didn't meow, just gave him a low warning growl and pointed to her collar, squirming around on him, trying to get free and thrusting again.

The tiger girl laughed and checked her collar. "She's Jia," she said.

He smiled. "Jia, how would you like two kittens?"

She gasped and nodded vigorously as he let her move again, adding his own thrusts to hers. She was so ready. Oh my god, he was really about to do it. She could feel him swelling, somehow getting even harder, filling her even more, making each stroke even more pleasurable as they continued thrusting deeply. His eyes raked over her body again, his expression so full of wonder. Oh my god, she thought, Jia-sex-kitten is blowing his fucking mind. I am so hot. I am so fucking sexy. I am unstoppable. I will make you give me kittens, right now. Take that, and that, and that! And ah, god, that's so good! The tiger girl's magic fingers were speeding up on her clit, driving her pleasure even higher, already far past where she thought her orgasm would break and still rising.

A dizzying peak, her unfocused eyes locked with his, their fingers intertwining, then time slowed down as he thrust up into her, his cock making its final plunge into her hyper-fertile depths and she saw and felt it happen, a primal grunt escaping his lips as she saw his face change, his orgasm breaking, then she felt it, his cock powerfully spasming deep inside her, his hot seed spurting deep into her, what she had craved finally here, her purpose finally completed, and then the absurd pleasure of her own orgasm finally breaking, the waves of it crashing over her, their bodies moving together as one, so beautifully. He pulled her down onto him and his lips found hers, their first kiss tender and wonderful as their orgasms subsided, perfect beautiful sweet completion, such immense satisfaction, the unforgettable perfection of it all burning into her memory forever.

And then suddenly, just when she was thinking nothing in her life could ever come close to this experience, it got even better. Infinitely better. She gasped, her eyes going wide, and she grabbed his face, needing to see him and show him what she suddenly knew. The beautiful truth of it seemed to pour from her eyes into his soul and she saw the joy it brought him, the same joy that was filling her, filling her even fuller every second, absolute bliss, heavenly pure happiness. They wept together with joy, so profoundly connected, caressing each other, her paws wiping away his happy tears, her own tears dripping into his mouth, her happy meows making him laugh, his joyful kind-eyed appreciation of her adorable kitty persona making her clench her pussy tightly on his cock. She clung to him tightly with her pussy and with all four paws, their connection so perfect, so complete, her whole being full of gratitude and satisfaction. Her kittens. Their twin kittens. What a perfect treasure she had growing inside her.