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charisstoma) wrote2015-03-05 01:53 pm
charisstoma) wrote2015-03-05 01:53 pm
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Meep wrote me this *SQUEEE*
Meep wrote this -
written as a result to
http://lolcats.livejournal.com/231696.html
He sat. He watched. He waited. He groomed his paws, he flicked his whiskers. He sat. He watched. He waited.
It was good at this new home. The tv was generally set to channels he liked and a little persuasion got it changed when he it wasn’t. Comfy sofa with just the right amount of cushions. A human who gave wonderful scritches and fed him tasty treats.
Life was good.
Cat form was comfortable, it allowed him to be cosy in the smallest spaces. Meant what he wanted was brought to him, needing little effort. But cat form had its disadvantages and he was a long time between changes. His human predilections were starting to itch at him.
His human was having a lazy day, slothing about the house in loose comfy clothes. He was wearing those pants. Yes, those ones. The pants that hang loose, just caressing the plump promise of his arse offering a tantalising view.
He sat. He watched. He waited.
Their program finished and with a stretch and sigh his human rose to make the short walk to the dvd stand. ‘Find something better, shall we Puss?’
He waited. He watched. His human bent suggestively to remove the dvd left in the machine and it was too much. He was only Cat! He couldn’t be blamed! He plunged off the sofa, leapt across the room and lunged for that perfect arse. Claws digging into elastic waist band and teeth sinking through canvas into succulent skin.
The curses are best not repeated, but he made quick his exit. Top speed to the bedroom where he poofed to naked human, stretching out over the bed and eagerly awaiting his punishment.
Go squee at Meep at this link in appreciation:
http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/835886.html?thread=4362798#t4362798
written as a result to
http://lolcats.livejournal.com/231696.html
He sat. He watched. He waited. He groomed his paws, he flicked his whiskers. He sat. He watched. He waited.
It was good at this new home. The tv was generally set to channels he liked and a little persuasion got it changed when he it wasn’t. Comfy sofa with just the right amount of cushions. A human who gave wonderful scritches and fed him tasty treats.
Life was good.
Cat form was comfortable, it allowed him to be cosy in the smallest spaces. Meant what he wanted was brought to him, needing little effort. But cat form had its disadvantages and he was a long time between changes. His human predilections were starting to itch at him.
His human was having a lazy day, slothing about the house in loose comfy clothes. He was wearing those pants. Yes, those ones. The pants that hang loose, just caressing the plump promise of his arse offering a tantalising view.
He sat. He watched. He waited.
Their program finished and with a stretch and sigh his human rose to make the short walk to the dvd stand. ‘Find something better, shall we Puss?’
He waited. He watched. His human bent suggestively to remove the dvd left in the machine and it was too much. He was only Cat! He couldn’t be blamed! He plunged off the sofa, leapt across the room and lunged for that perfect arse. Claws digging into elastic waist band and teeth sinking through canvas into succulent skin.
The curses are best not repeated, but he made quick his exit. Top speed to the bedroom where he poofed to naked human, stretching out over the bed and eagerly awaiting his punishment.
Go squee at Meep at this link in appreciation:
http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/835886.html?thread=4362798#t4362798
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Ranel should know not to go out in the snow by now!
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