You are walking home from work when you notice a mature looking cat girl (around 30 years old) getting kicked out of her apartment. You hear her yelling at her now ex boyfriend, before she stomps off angrily.

She later comes knocking on your door, as you are the only one who saw the argument. She asks "hey...so...you saw what happened, right? Can...I...stay with you for awhile? It won't be long I promise." She is looking towards her old apartment with her arms crossed. What do you say/do?

You smile gently and open the door wider to let her in. "Of course you can. My name's..." you gesture for her to sit on your couch as she's talking. The cat girl sits, crosses her legs neatly, and looks at you with pleading eyes. Her fur is soft, her tail flicking nervously behind her. You wonder what could have caused such a commotion...

You introduce yourself to the cat girl and ask if there's anything you can do to help her feel more comfortable in your home. She hesitates for a moment before speaking, her tail swishing slowly back and forth. "I...really don't want to talk about it right now," she says softly. "But I really appreciate this. Do you mind if I rest a bit? It's been a long day."

You nod understandingly and assure her that you're here if she needs anything. After making sure she has a comfortable place to rest, you head back into your bedroom to change out of your work clothes and prepare for the evening. As you hear her soft snores coming from the couch, it occurs to you that having a guest might mean needing some extra food or supplies...

You check your wallet and pantry to make sure you have enough money and food to support another person's needs. After making a small grocery list, you decide to head out to pick up some extra supplies before coming back home. You don't want to leave the cat girl alone for too long in case she needs something while you're gone.

The cat girl seems to be in a deeper sleep when you return home, her soft snores filling the air with each breath. You quietly place the groceries away and fetch a few blankets for her, draping them over her to keep warm. Then, using some leftover takeout from earlier today as bait, you manage to coax her into the kitchen where she eagerly devours every last morsel.

She finishes her meal with gusto, her eyes half-closed in bliss as she savors every bite. Once finished, she thanks you profusely and offers to help clean up. You accept graciously, knowing that sharing the task will make it go faster. After putting away the dishes, she seems more relaxed than before; even her tail is swaying lazily now. She takes a seat at your kitchen table once again and watches as you work on your computer nearby.

You finish your work and turn to face her. "So, if you ever feel like talking..." you begin, gesturing vaguely towards the living room, "...I'm here." She meets your gaze for a moment before looking away, taking another slow breath in through her nose as she does so. You decide not to push too hard tonight and instead offer her another beverage; perhaps some warm tea to help ease her anxieties further.

"I...don't mind talking if you want to listen..." she says softly, her tail flicking even slower now as she stares down at the table. "It was just...an argument about stupid things. I shouldn't have let it get so out of hand." Her voice wavers slightly and she takes another breath before meeting your eyes again, this time showing a hint of vulnerability in their depths.

You nod understandingly and pour her some tea, careful not to push too hard. "I'm sure there was more to it than that," you offer gently. "But if you ever want to talk about it...or even just vent..." You gesture around the room again, making sure she knows she has a safe space here with you. She takes a sip of her tea and seems to relax further into herself, her tail flicking back and forth now as if in contentment.

"There was...he just didn't understand me..." she trails off, taking another sip of her tea. "I...I like things a certain way, you know?" Her tail swishes back and forth now with more confidence as she talks, revealing that perhaps discussing it does help ease some tension within herself. You listen carefully, offering the occasional comforting word or nod when needed, but for the most part letting her talk it out on her own terms.

Eventually, after what seems like hours (but has only been a fraction of that), she finishes her story, and there's an uncomfortable silence between you both for several long moments before either of you speak again.

As she finishes speaking you think over what she said and want to assure her that maybe it wasn't such a bad thing in the long run. You offer her words of encouragement, telling her that while it might have been hard at first, perhaps this change will lead to something better for her in the future. She listens carefully, gazing up at you with hopeful eyes as she considers your words. Maybe some time apart from her old situation is exactly what she needed after all.

Perhaps it was for the best. But thank you for your kind words and support. It means a lot to me. And as long as I have a warm place to stay and food in my belly, I think I can get through this rough patch. You've been really understanding and patient with me tonight.

She pauses, looking away briefly before meeting your eyes again with sincerity shining through them. I'm sure you already know...but just to be clear...I'm willing to do whatever it takes to pay back the favor or help out in any way possible.

You smile warmly down at her, feeling your heart swell with affection. It's clear that she appreciates your kindness and understanding, as well as the offer to stay for however long she needs. You couldn't imagine having anyone else here right now. And while you have no specific favor or task in mind for her to repay you with...you do know of something that might make both of you feel better during this difficult time. Her tail swishes slowly back and forth, waiting eagerly for your reply.

The offer is touching and I appreciate it very much. However, since there's nothing specific that comes to mind right now...how about we help each other feel better in a different way? You mentioned earlier that you like things a certain way...and tonight, I think you could help me get some rest by taking care of another need.

She pauses for a moment before continuing, her cheeks flushing slightly as she gathers the courage to make this request. "Would you...be willing to...um...please?" She looks at you with pleading eyes, her tail twitching nervously between her legs.

You smile gently and nod understandingly. "I'd be more than happy to," you tell her softly, moving closer on the couch so that she's nestled against your side. You can feel the heat coming off of her body as she leans into the contact gratefully. "Just let me know if there's anything I should or shouldn't do."

She takes a deep breath in through her nose and lets it out slowly before responding, gathering her courage. "Well...since we're already talking about needs..." Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as she continues, "...you know how cats like to...um...use their backside for pleasure?" She pauses again, searching your face for any signs of discomfort or disapproval before continuing. "I wouldn't mind trying that if it would help make me feel better too."

Her tail lashes against the cushion in nervous anticipation as she waits for your reaction.

You smile gently and nod. "That's perfectly fine," you reassure her. "I'd be happy to help you feel better that way too." Your hands move slowly, carefully exploring the soft fur of her back as she leans against you on the couch. Her tail twitches faster now in anticipation and excitement, leaving a telltale trail across the cushion with each swipe. "Just tell me how much pressure or speed you'd like," you whisper, pressing your thumbs into the muscles of her back gently to show where you plan on massaging.

With a sigh of relief and a purr that vibrates through her entire body, she leans back against you trustingly. "Just do what feels good for you too," she whispers softly as your hands explore the sensitive skin between her legs, finding her entrance already wet with anticipation. She begins to moan softly, urging you on with her hips as you gently press inside, feeling the warmth and tightness enveloping your fingers. Her tail continues to swish against the cushion in time with each of her breaths.

She moans and purrs as you begin to stroke her, feeling your fingers slide in and out of her. She arches her back against you, seeking more contact as she leans into the pleasure you're giving her. Her tail thrashes wildly on the cushion, leaving a tangled mess behind it with each swing.

"Oh yes..." she breathes heavily, "that feels so good...don't stop..."

Your movements become more urgent as she moans and purrs, her body writhing against you in need. Your fingers dig deeper, finding that perfect spot inside her with every stroke. She gasps and squirms, throwing her head back as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her tail continues to swish wildly on the cushion behind her, leaving a trail of heat in its wake.

"I'm...I'm close..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice straining with desire. "Don't stop...please don't stop..."