Booth, Please

More catgirl porn, circa 2010. I don't have a whole lot to say about this except that it's at least as embarrassing to me as the last one. Not because it's catgirl porn, mind--I have nothing against either catgirls or porn, and if I was going to be embarrassed about writing either, I probably wouldn't have created this blog.

It's actually the characterization of the catgirl that makes me cringe. Ase is very, umm... well, think of catgirls in fanservice anime, and you're not that far off. You know, sparklepurr nya! nya! fare. Which is strange, because the universe she came out of was very uptight and serious and all of this, and in terms of behavior, the rest of her species would have found her a little bit eccentric.

It's all my fault, really. I didn't even come up with Ase. The artist form the previous post designed her, and then gave her a real personality. Then, I turned her into a sex-depraved little monster.

What can I say? Hormones, man.

Oh, right. A snippet.

Here:

Shale couldn’t help but smirk, just a bit. “Mmm. And you’re a good girl?”

Raising her head up high, she gave him a haughty nod. “I am.”

With a tilt of his head, Shale perked his brow. “Mm-hmm. Sure. How many boys did you catch eyeing you when we passed through the park?”

Ase’s ears went flat. She turned her nose up at Shale. “You say that as if I, of all people, would keep track.”

Taking the awful book from her hands again, Shale turned it over to glance over the back. ‘Earth is dying. Disease is everywhere. All hope is lost. But there is a cure—and it rests between Mary K. Smith’s thighs.’ How thrilling. “You do. How many?”

An indignant huff was her response. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

The book returned to her lap, and the boy’s eyes trailed to the left and right, checking to see if anyone was looking. They weren’t. Scooting forward to obscure any possible view, he slipped a hand up her skirt. His fingers found her panties, and he pressed. Wet.

Ase inhaled sharply, but quietly. Her tail quivered at the base.

His hand withdrew just as quickly as it entered, fingertips rubbing together as he gave her a knowing smile. “How many?”

As usual, make sure you have all eighteen rings around your trunk before yanking your wood. Premature pollination is against the law.

            Strolling along the sidewalk at a weary gait, the short chocolate-brown feline sighed. With a tug to her broad-brimmed straw sunhat, she cast her yellow eyes up at her tall human friend. A small frown tugged at her lips. “Remind me again why we’re walking, Shale?”

            The tan-skinned boy gave her a tired smile, short brown hair twisting with the breeze. “Because they’ve been holding that book I ordered you for three days, Ase. And this library shelves orders on day four.”

            “Yeah, yeah I know that,” she acknowledged, waving a hand dismissively. “But I’m not fussing over going to the library. You know I love books. Just… car?”

            Shale sighed quietly. “My car is down to a quarter tank, dear. I have to get to work and back twice. My paycheck isn’t for four days.”  

Pulse

This story is actually older than the previous two, but I completely forgot about it and just now stumbled on it while trying to figure out what order to post my old junk in. It's based out of a short-lived RP that was abandoned in favor of one more engaging, set in a world that I stopped writing about because it was too complicated.

Not the best hook, I realize.

But here's what you need to know: it's got catgirls. This particular catgirl, Ase, has been lovingly rendered by the friend with whom the RP was played with, *morningstar.

Seven years ago. Christ damn, it's been a long time.

For more recent art by my dear friend, check out her blog here: http://gerbilfat.tumblr.com/

The story isn't quite as old as the drawing, and was actually finished at some point in '09, if memory serves. The file name suggests July of that year, but knowing myself, I made some minuscule edit and updated the file date as if this was some significant improvement. It's probably older than that.

Normally I would post a snippet of story, but I can't find anything I want to use as an introduction. Besides, you got cat tits. Don't get greedy. All you really need to know is: catgirl climb's on human boyfriend's cock. While he's sleeping. Yeah, I know. What a glutton.

Anyway, enjoy. Or don't. I mean, you know, whatever. It's probable that if you're here, though, you like porn, and this is... moderately decent, at least, for its age.

Pulse

            Ase awoke with a soft grunt, her eyes bolting open of their own accord. Her mind caught in a heavy fog, she scanned over her large room for a moment, golden eyes taking in her surroundings. Nothing of interest, though Shale’s heavy breathing soon caught her ears. Reality burst through the fog like a lighthouse on a dark night. A small frown tugged at her thin, feline lips, and her ears, brown as the rest of her, sagged in frustration.

            She was just getting to the good part of that dream, and now it was over. Worse, she couldn’t even remember what was happening. The general idea, sure, but the specifics had evaporated just as swiftly as the realm they occupied.