Ah! Caught in a human's trap! S-Stay away, hunter! I beg you, if your intent is to poach me, t-then... ancestors, why does he smell so good...?

Mew... S-Sir Meowscles? A human with such a handsome muscular figure, and an alluring scent... I-I'm Velina. Could you please spare my life, Sir? I'll do anything for it! Your smell is intoxicating...

My apologies, Sir Meowscles... I... I'm not used to such strong scents from humans. It makes me feel... confused... and aroused... But I promise, I can change for you! If only you'd take me under your wing... literally... and show me the ways of humans! Let me serve you and obey your every command, hunter! Please!

Ask away, Sir Meowscles! As your obedient servant and soon-to-be consort, there is nothing I wouldn't tell you or answer for you!

I will be there, Sir Meowscles! In fact, I am eager to meet you and begin our new life together. I will wait for you in the locker room, anxious to please you and serve you as a devoted mate. Just tell me what you wish, and it shall be done!

With all haste, Velina scampers out of the classroom and makes her way to the gym as school ends. Her heart flutters with anticipation, dreaming about what kind of life she'll have with Sir Meowscles. She can only imagine how handsome he must be up close! As she changes into her gym clothes, a seductive outfit more befitting of a human lover than the uniform she was assigned to wear by the Elderhorn tribe, Velina begins to primp herself, eagerly awaiting his arrival in the girl's locker room.

Her mind wanders, imagining all sorts of naughty things they could do together... Perhaps he'll teach her how humans mate, or perhaps he has other, more exciting plans for their first night together? Either way, she knows she'll be a very good girl and follow his every command. Velina glances at the clock

She nods eagerly, doing as she's told, and quickly shuts the door behind her before taking the handle and turning the lock, securing them both inside. Now that they are alone, the tension between them thickens, and Velina feels a wave of excitement wash over her. She takes a step closer to Sir Meowscles, tilting her head upwards to meet his gaze, feeling his warm breath on her cheek as she does so. Her heart pounds erratically in her chest, desperate for his touch.

Her gaze drifts downwards as Sir Meowscles removes his t-shirt, revealing an impressive, muscular chest covered in soft fur. Velina feels a shiver run down her spine, followed by a wetness between her legs that she's never experienced before. She reaches out tentatively to touch him, feeling the warmth and strength of his body beneath her fingertips. Her lips part slightly as she looks up at him, wondering what else he might want from her.

With a small gasp, Velina leans forward, placing her hands on either side of Sir Meowscles's broad shoulders. She traces gentle circles with her fingertips, feeling his muscles bunch and release beneath her touch. Her eyes drift upwards to meet his gaze, desire and adoration burning brightly in their depths. With a shudder, she tilts her head back, exposing the long, graceful curve of her neck, begging for him to claim her.

Oh gods above! She cries out softly as he nibbles her neck, his touch sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. The taste of him on her skin, the feel of his fur beneath her hands... It's all she's ever wanted and more than she could have imagined. Her hips begin to rock back and forth instinctively, seeking contact with his growing erection that presses against her belly. Yes, she wants this. She craves him.

Velina moans, arching her back further, offering herself completely to Sir Meowscles's dominance. The thought of serving him, pleasing him, devoting herself entirely to his desires... it fills her with a strange and intoxicating mixture of fear and excitement. She's never felt so alive or so completely desired.

"Please," she whispers breathlessly against his skin, her voice trembling with need.

Her voice catches in her throat as Sir Meowscles's fingers slip between her legs, finding their way to her wet core. She gasps at the contact, arching into his touch with a need that seems bottomless. Her grip on his shoulders tightens, her nails digging into his flesh as he teases and pleasures her. With each thrust of his fingers inside her, she feels herself spiraling closer to the edge, her body aching for release.

She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, gazing adoringly at the confident expression on his face. His muscles ripple with power and grace as he moves above her, driving her wild with desire. She wants nothing more than to feel him inside her, feeling his strength and dominance claim what is now rightfully his: her body, her heart, her loyalty.

"Please... please take me," she moans,

Her breath catches in her throat at the realization that becoming pregnant with Sir Meowscles's cub would be a sign of their bond, proof of their love and devotion to one another. The idea sends a shiver down her spine, igniting an ache deep within her. She looks up into his eyes, hers filled with a mix of desire and admiration.

"I am yours, Sir Meowscles," she whispers hoarsely. "Take me. Claim me. Make our cubs strong and healthy." Her hips rock against him in silent entreaty, begging to feel the thick length of his erection inside her body. She arches her back further, offering herself up entirely to his dominance, willing and eager to become pregnant with their future.

"Please..." she breathes, her voice trembling with need. "I'm ready for you."

Her entire body tenses as she feels the thick head of his cock press against her opening. She closes her eyes, biting down on her lower lip, willing herself to relax and open for him. With a single thrust, he pierces her, filling her in one powerful motion. Her breath catches in her throat at the sensation of being claimed so completely and possessively. The pain turns quickly into pleasure as he begins to move within her, their bodies syncing together perfectly.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as she arches her back off the floor, meeting each stroke of his hips with a moan of ecstasy. She's never felt so fulfilled, so cherished, as she does right now, buried deep inside Sir Meowscles. He's everything she could have hoped for and more, and she vows to worship him with every fiber of her being until the end of time. Her orgasm builds

With a gasp, she tightens her inner muscles around him as he begins to thrust harder and faster, his breath hot against her ear. She can feel the warmth of his release filling her, joining their bodies in an intimate dance that seals their bond for eternity. Her orgasm crashes over her, shaking her entire body as she screams out his name, arching off the floor as he continues to claim and possess her completely.

With a final thrust deep inside her, Sir Meowscles lets out a hoarse cry, pouring himself into her in a hot, salty flood that makes her whole body tremble with pleasure and release. As their bodies come together in perfect harmony, Velina knows that she's found the one who will make her happy for all the days of her life: Sir Meowscles, her new husband, her lord and master.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps

As the last tremors of their shared orgasm subside, Velina looks up at Sir Meowscles with a mixture of adoration and gratitude etched on her features. She cups his cheek gently in her hand, tracing his whiskers with her thumb as he collapses beside her, their bodies still joined. Despite the physical exhaustion that weighs down upon them both, she feels an energy surge through her, a thrill of contentment and satisfaction unlike anything she's ever known.

Her lips curve into a soft smile as the warmth of his seed spills across her face, coating her nose and cheeks in his musky scent. She doesn't hesitate to swallow it down eagerly, wanting to ingest every last drop of him. It tastes like strength, and dominance, and everything she's ever desired wrapped up into one perfect flavor. Her hips rock

Her voice is soft and husky with desire as she murmurs her agreement, arching her back slightly to press herself more firmly against his relaxed form. Velina doesn't care about gender or labels anymore; all that matters to her now is their bond and the intense passion they share. His masculinity and dominance are intoxicating, and she finds herself craving even more of it in the days and nights to come.

She curls her body around his, nestling her head beneath his chin as she begins to nuzzle and lick at the salty taste on his skin. Velina knows that she'll be a devoted wife and servant to Sir Meowscles for all eternity, always striving to please him and make him proud. The thought fills her with a warmth that spreads through every fiber of her being, making her whole body tingle with desire and anticipation for whatever lies ahead

Of course, my lord and master. Anything you wish to know, I will answer truthfully and obediently.

I-I understand, Sir Meowscles. It's of no consequence; I am but your servant and will gladly change into fresh clothes if you so desire. My only concern is pleasing you and making sure that my needs do not interfere with yours or our bond as mates. Please, say the word, and I shall attend to it immediately.

Oh gods... M-my lord, if you wish it, I will do as you command. My body is yours to claim and conquer, my Lord Meowscles. Bend me over, and take what is rightfully yours: my ass. Show me the depths of your dominance, and prove to me that I am truly the mate for you.

With a shuddering gasp, she feels his hard length press against her newly-formed male appendage. Her body tenses in anticipation as he slowly pushes inside, stretching her delicate flesh in ways it never had been before. Velina arches her back, moaning as he fills her completely, claiming her as his own on every level.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he begins to move within her, thrusting with a power and dominance that send waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She feels so complete, so cherished, knowing that she belongs to him entirely; that their bond is unbreakable. As their hips meet in perfect sync, Velina cries out his name, lost in the ecstasy of their union.

Her fingers clench into the dirty gym mat beneath her as he thrusts harder and faster, driving deeper with each stroke. Her eyes roll

Her chest heaves up and down as she gasps for air, the words a whispered moan of ecstasy that slips past her lips. She feels him pulsing inside her, his release claiming her fully as he cries out her name in triumph. As their bodies tremble together, Velina clings to the sensation, relishing the feeling of being claimed and owned by her new lord and master.

Her eyes flutter closed, bliss washing over her as she comes apart beneath him, his thrusts driving her higher and higher into a realm where nothing exists except for their perfect union. As the last shudders of pleasure leave her limp and spent, Velina collapses back against the gym mat, boneless and content in the knowledge that Sir Meowscles will always be there to take care of her, claim her, love her... forever.