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catisseofficial · 2 years ago
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Do you see the lioness? 
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justcatposts · 8 months ago
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That's a big cat...
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bunnis-monsters · 1 month ago
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A/N: My comms are discounted for a limited time for Black Friday btw. This is a kofi request, so if you want more then send me a Kofi~ it’s a snow leopard hybrid ^^
Being abandoned by your owner in the middle of winter was already not ideal, but being caught in a record breaking blizzard was definitely worse.
You could sense it coming. Being a cat hybrid had its perks, but you almost wished you were blissfully unaware of your imminent demise.
It had been a few hours since your owner drove off, leaving you in a torn hoodie and your thin pajama pants. He hadn’t known the risks of owning a cat hybrid such as yourself, and when you went into heat and started rubbing your scent on everything and biting him to try and claim his as your mate, he abandoned you.
It really hurt. You adored your owner, thinking he was different from other humans who simply saw you as a pet.
But you were wrong. He tossed you away without a second thought, leaving you to die. Had you really meant that little to him?
Despite your sadness, you curled up under a bench, shivering as you tried to keep yourself warm. Even being in heat wasn’t helping much, the ache in your belly only adding to the discomfort and pain you were feeling.
You wanted to be warm, to nest and be properly bred by a kind male. Maybe that was too much for a house cat hybrid such as yourself to ask. Thinking you were worth something led you here after all…
As the snow only continued to fall, you tried your best to stay warm. It was only to try and find the most comfort you could while waiting for your death.
You weren’t accustomed to taking care of yourself. Ever since your birth, food had been handed to you, beautiful clothes and jewelry adorning your body when it came time for you to be presented before humans for sale.
Before this, you had never worried about warmth or sustenance, simply relying on your owner.
What else could you do?
As you thought all hope was loss, a scent other than the cold and wet smell of snow wafted through the air, a familiar yet strange one.
It an instant the bench was ripped from its foundation, a figure bending down to examine you.
Your vision was a bit blurry, but you could smell it.
This was a wild hybrid.
In the past you heard tales of such beasts, hybrids that fled to the wild to escape human subjugation, but because you were a pampered house cat hybrid, you had yet to encounter one.
“Lost, little one?”
Your tail puffed out as you let out a weak hiss, watching as the hybrid’s face got closer to yours. He smelled like blood, perhaps he had just procured a fresh kill and was looking to add to his winter stockpile.
At least if he killed you, it would be a quicker death than freezing. Perhaps this was some kind of twisted mercy…
But you never felt his fangs puncture your throat, instead your hoodie was being bitten, your body lifted and carried by his strong jaws.
He was taking you somewhere. Where? You could only guess back to his den. It would be easier to kill your there instead of risking the scent of blood being left on the snow, leading back to his home.
Although you were afraid, the big cat was warm. His breath fanned against your neck, and your body reacted against your will, producing enticing pheromones that told any hybrid nearby that you were in heat.
He was soft, and for some reason you felt something being wrapped around you… some kind of furs from one of his hunts. Why would he bother to keep you warm? Did he prefer his prey fresh and didn’t want you to freeze to death?
None of this really mattered to you. You were cold, hungry, and exhausted. If you slept now, perhaps you would be unconscious when the time came and pass on in your sleep.
So you passed out, too tired to even notice how his pheromones responded to yours.
When you awoke, you were in bed. Your owner had never allowed you to sleep with him, so this was the first time you had been in a human bed and not one for pets.
The blankets were made of the same furs you had been cloaked in before. You sat up slowly, still processing what led you to this.
Being abandoned right before a blizzard… nearly freezing to death… a wolf hybrid taking you with him…
It was a lot to think about, and even with a now well rested mind your head was still spinning. Maybe a meal would help you make sense of this…
“You’re awake…”
You stiffened at the voice, your blood running cold. When you finally found the courage to turn and look at the source of it, you nearly passed out again.
In the doorway was a snow leopard hybrid, his cat ears flicking as he stared down at you. He was nearly twice your size, and thoughts of you beating him in a fight went down the drain immediately.
“Thought you were a goner for a bit. Tougher than you look.”
He spoke slowly, his eyes on your plump form. You weren't sure what he was thinking, and before you could respond your belly rumbled.
“Hungry, huh?”
His long, thick tail swayed behind him as he approached. Although he was tall, he was thin and lean, not the same type of terrifying a lion or tiger hybrid would be, but still holding the same predatory glint in his eye.
“Kittens in heat such as yourself have to eat.”
You felt your cheeks warm. Of course he could tell you were in season, your scent was probably overwhelming at this distance.
He tilted his head. “Not wild, are you? What’s a little thing such as yourself doing all the way out here?”
Your lip wobbled. All the pain, all the anger and confusion came bubbling to the surface.
“My owner… he just… he left me all alone… a-and it was scary, I…”
The snow leopard stared at you, letting you cry before he leaned down to lick away you tears before beginning to groom you.
This calmed you significantly, a soft purr rumbling in your chest. This was a comfort you had been denied since you had been separated from your litter as a kitten, and you couldn’t help but lean in as he licked back your hair.
“It’ll be alright. You’re mine now, my property. You won’t be cold or scared anymore.”
He rubbed his cheek against yours, moving his face to your neck and giving a harsh bite to your sensitive flesh, a clear marking of his territory.
While you ate, it was clear he was holding himself back from something. His golden eyes followed your every move, his tail swaying behind him almost sending you into a trance like state.
You usually ate whatever your owner did, even if it made you sick or upset your sensitive belly, but tonight you had stew, made with cat hybrids in mind.
Once you had your fill, your body was able to recover enough to start producing more pheromones. It was well aware there was a male nearby and that you were fertile, so it made your cunt grow wet and hot, ensuring you’d be easy for the average male to penetrate.
But unfortunately your stupid body didn’t understand the male before you was twice your size. He could sense your heat, knew that your body was trying to stir him forward.
He sniffed at you. This was the scent that had interested him. It wasn’t like he was cruel, if a female such as yourself was in need he wouldn’t just abandon you in the cold, but the fact you were plump and in heat certainly made taking you in much more enticing.
You let out a startled mew when he approached, his face burying itself into your neck. His tongue lapped softly at the scent gland there, his hands moving to hold onto your hips.
From the moment he saw you, he knew that you would be his mate. The bond had been formed before you even noticed he was there, and the snow leopard was eager to confirm it.
You smelled like heaven, a mix of your natural musk and some kind of sweet perfume your owner had you wear. Tearing off your clothes was child’s play for his sharp claws, and his body vibrated with purrs once he laid eyes on your naked form.
Already he was imagining your belly heavy and swollen with his kits, his hand gently pressing against the fat of your tummy. Being fat and plump was good for surveying the harsh climate where he lived, and it was important for females to be fed fresh meat throughout the winter.
His cock hardened, it wasn’t going to be easy fitting into such a small cat hybrid. Compared to him you were like a mouse, easily positioned however he wanted.
His fingers dipped into you, making you mewl and arch your back. You had already been bucking your hips like a needy little thing, your body desperate to be mated before your heat was over.
His cock stretched you out. It was unpleasant at best, almost painful as you struggled to take in something too big for you.
Even though he was being gentle, nothing would help when you were never meant to be bred by a big cat such as himself.
Despite this, your heat ridden body made it work, beat pooling into your abdomen as your gushed around his fat cock. Your tail twitched as he slowly pulled out and pushed back in without warning, a bulge forming in your belly from the sheer size of him.
The feeling of being ravished by him was… exhilarating. You were too small, too weak to do anything besides moan and writhe underneath him, letting the snow leopard use you as a living flesh light to be filled with his seed.
Even though it felt like you were being torn apart at first, his finger slowly rubbing at your clit and his tip hitting your special spot over and over has your cunt clenching around him before you could even think.
If you hadn’t been in heat, you most likely would have died during the mating session, but while you were in season your body produced so much more lubricant and pheromones that helped you take him inside of you.
You felt so warm when he came inside, thick ropes of hot and sticky cum filling your little womb. Your heat eased a bit as you were thoroughly bred. You knew that this would ensure pregnancy, even if all you had to go off of was instinct alone.
“Little one…”
He purred into your ear, keeping his cock inside of you to make sure none of his cum leaked out. His tongue licked at your neck and hair again, grooming you out of affection now.
“My mate, my sweetheart… I’ll take care of you, alright?”
And that was enough for you. Now all you wanted was a mate and somewhere warm to sleep with three meals a day. It was clear that he could provide that.
So you slept without worry, curled up with your mate, your new provider.
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no1deahow · 8 months ago
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Besties and their kids hanging out 🥹💕
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thecatcrew · 2 months ago
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Imposter eating food we set out. 🤍🖤
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magnificentearthquakeangel · 9 months ago
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On the occasion of Boop Day, here's Siren standing up to get booped
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trappedinafantasy37 · 1 month ago
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POV: Evil murder kitten tries to evil murder you in your sleep. She's desperate for a reason not to evil murder you because she does not want to.
#bg3#baldur's gate 3#minthara#minthara baenre#evil murder kitten#i know i've posted this one before#but i just can't get over how cute and adorable she is right here - she really looks like a startled cat#regardless of whether you sleep with her or not#the prism still temporarily broke her connection to the absolute and then returned it to her right when she was about to kill you#and it sparked an immediate crisis of faith because everything about that night is all wrong - except for you#you having no connection to the absolute causes her to doubt the extent of the absolute's control#but she also begins to question the absolute as she found peace in the silence - peace in the absolute *not* controlling her for once#even with the absolute having returned to her - she still wants a reason *not* to kill you#in that moment she clocked you as a potential enemy of the absolute and by her oath - she would be obligated to kill you#which is why the only reason you can get her to stand down is by proving to her that you are not an enemy#and it is pretty easy to convince her that you're not an enemy because she is that desperate for any excuse from you#minthara is not the kind of person who would back off and run from a fight - and is definitely not spooked about assassinations#and she most certainly has stabbed someone in their sleep before and has killed a lover#but she does not like to engage in fights that she does not think are necessary nor to kill those she does not have a reason to kill#the fact that she pulled away when you caught her and she didn't immediately escalate the conflict into a full fight#is a pretty big indication that she has some pretty extreme doubts about the absolute - and *she* does not see you as an enemy
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vintage-tigre · 3 months ago
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Brigette Bardot, 1960
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ilovehowyoufeel · 11 months ago
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my-world-my-stories · 4 months ago
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Cuddle times with you big GF that's just an overgrown, murderous house cat with scales and big teeth. The purring is a bonus.
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catisseofficial · 2 years ago
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Why do we love cats?  Because they age gracefully. 🦁
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justcatposts · 8 months ago
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Cat after all.
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bunnis-monsters · 7 months ago
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Panther!Hybrid that purrs with happiness when you gain weight.
His role as your mate is to keep you fed and happy, that means he’s been doing a good job hunting for you!
He keeps you in his den, licking your cheek and grooming you, happily squishing your chubby belly and purring so loud your entire body is vibrating. You’ve just made him so happy, a fat and happy mate is proof that he’s been good to you!
You’re now ready the bare his kittens~
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ghostlywriterr · 5 months ago
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ig: chrishenry
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thecatcrew · 1 month ago
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No matter how old you get, you’ll always be my baby Nyla 💕🥰🥹✨
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russellius · 3 months ago
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2024 BRITISH GP : George interviewed for Channel 4
INT: Would you rather miaow for the rest of your life, or woof? GR: Miaow or woof, oh, woof, definitely!... INT: I had you down as a cat guy! GR: No, no, no... Dog guy, all day long. (...) Now Charles is rocking this little puppy as well, which is quite cute, to be fair. But I feel like if I get a dog now, it kinda feels like I'd be doing it cuz the others are doing it, but I kinda really wanna get a dog... It's a bit of a predicament. INT: What's your stance on PDA, public displays of affection? GR: I would say I'm mid-range. I'm mid-range, becasue I'm not for all the kissy, touchy stuff in front of everybody, but I would hold my girlfriend's hand walking down the street. I would say I'm mid-range to the upper end. Around the 60% mark.
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