Eroflu Shanghai Ch. 13

This continues the plotline from chapter 11, so you might want to read that first.

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Jia-kitty was so confused. Why was she so nervous, so excited? And why was she even tempted by this? She held the card in her paws and read it yet again. “Cat-Mouse Secret Cuddle Party. Room 717, 3-5pm. Game rules suspended. Admit one. Not transferable. Come hither and leave with a litter.”

Leave with a litter? That’s couldn’t mean what it sounded like. They had to be just trying to sound scandalous and crazy, which would be pretty on-brand for wild mice. She’d heard rumors of secret parties like this but never imagined she’d be standing there actually considering going to one. But without admitting it to herself, she had been preparing for it. She had canceled other plans. She had even changed into her cutest, softest, cuddliest pajamas. Looking in the mirror in her hotel room, she knew she was irresistibly cuddly, just as devastatingly adorable as a kitty could be.

There had just been something so endearing, so sweet about that little wild mouse who gave her the card. She had done a hilariously terrible job running away, going straight around the back corner of the lobby to a dead end, as if she didn’t know the layout of the hotel. Or as if she wanted to be caught in an out-of-the-way location. Then she had smiled as Jia-kitty closed in on her cornered prey. She had kept smiling at her as if she was the predator, as if she was the one doing the catching, even as Jia-kitty plundered all of her bows. The mouse just gazed at her the whole time, smiling that strangely endearing, soulful, knowing, joyful smile at her, then reached slowly into her bra, pulled that card out, and handed it to her, its warmth on her fingers seeming to spread, like a blush, but everywhere, all over her body, and deep inside too.

And ever since, she had been unable to think of anything else. Inexplicably, she had even been wet. Basically all afternoon. Wet and squirming thinking about a stupid cuddle party. She wasn’t this kind of girl. Was she? She wasn’t even into girls. Or mice. This was so crazy. And it was already 4:30. She’d missed so much of it already in her indecision, and because of that odd feeling that her body wasn’t quite ready for it, but would be soon, whatever that meant. But now she felt ready, somehow, and she knew if she didn’t go soon she’d miss all of it. Might as well at least stop by, she told herself. Just to see. If she didn’t at least go see, she’d always wonder. She might never stop thinking about it. Oh what a fate, to be stuck like this, thinking about it her whole life, inexplicably wet and confused forever.

When the elevator doors opened at the seventh floor Jia-kitty gasped. Were the game rules suspended on this whole floor? There were two kitties and two mice together waiting for the elevator, all in very cozy pajamas, practically cuddling standing up, hugging, giggling, giddy, their hair messy, their makeup smeared, their faces just utterly beaming with joy. She didn’t know any of them. The wild mouse who invited her wasn’t one of them. These two weren’t even wild mice; both had collars with name tags. But when they noticed her, they all looked at her that same way. That exact same soulful, joyful, knowing look.

Holy crap, what was going on with these girls? Was the cuddle party that good? How could cuddling make them so… satisfied? She shuddered with a wave of arousal, her pussy clenching, frozen in place, stunned. The elevator doors started to close. One of the kitties put a paw in to stop it. Then with a kind, caring look, she took Jia-kitty by the arm and guided her out, reassuring her with gentle, soothing meows and pets. One of the mouse girls took her other arm, and the two of them led her to room 717.

Another adorable wild mouse in pajamas opened the door a few inches when they knocked, peeking out at them. Again it was not the one who had recruited her, but again she had that same look, that same amazing look of bliss and satisfaction. Jia-kitty had never seen anyone so happy as all of these girls looked. Not even close. The wild mouse held her paw out the door, smiling sweetly at Jia-kitty, waiting for something. Jia-kitty slowly reached into her bra, pulled out that invitation card, and handed it to her. She looked at it, put it away, and let her in.

It was a regular hotel room. Was. But not anymore. Now it was entirely converted to beds. They had hauled mattresses and pillows in from other rooms, converting the entire floor to cuddle space, filling in any awkward small spaces where mattresses wouldn’t fit with many large bean bags. Pillows and cozy blankets were everywhere. And there were girls cuddling everywhere, at least twenty of them, the whole room a giant tangle of cats and mice together, all in cozy pajamas.

And every face she saw had that beautiful bliss, that unbelievable satisfaction, pure cozy joy everywhere. It was contagious. Jia-kitty felt their happiness begin to fill her too, especially when the wild mouse who had recruited her saw her and jumped up from the tangle of kitties she had been cuddling with and hurried to her, gleefully holding both of her hands, then pulling her in for a hug, clinging tightly to her, squeaking happily each time Jia-kitty squeezed her back. She was even more adorable than Jia-kitty remembered. She reached up a paw and gently caressed that sweet little mouse face as the girl beamed up at her. Then she gladly allowed herself to be pulled into the room. Another blissfully smiling kitty made space for her, reaching her arms up to her invitingly. She descended between that kitty and her wild mouse, becoming one of them, surrounded by cozy cuddly adorable warmth, relaxing completely, letting the happiness press in all around her, filling her soul.

Their caresses were sensual, but surprisingly not sexual. It really wasn’t an orgy. But it sure smelled like one. Clearly her own pussy wasn’t the only wet one in the room. But the touch of each girl she cuddled with was all comfort, pure relaxation, pure sensual delight, not a hint of sexy mischief, each adorable face she saw beaming joy into her soul and somehow making her feel so comfortable, so at peace, so relaxed. She felt so close to all of them. Like they were all long-lost sisters. No words, hardly any meows or squeaks even. Reverent joyful silence. It was breathtaking, beautiful, the impossible utopian dream of cat-mouse harmony at last achieved.

She reveled in it, cuddling her way through the room, amazed at how connected she felt with all of these girls, most of them strangers. She cuddled with a few she knew too, also amazed at how suddenly close to each of them she felt. Teammates or rivals in the game before, strangers, acquaintances or friends, none of that mattered anymore. They were all suddenly best friends, sisters, soulmates. And they were all just so freaking adorable, the absolute cream of the convention. And their bodies. Holy shit, every body in that room was so hot. Even though she wasn’t into girls, their sexiness added a strange delight to the cuddling, making it feel even more special. They were all so amazing in every way, such gorgeous adorable sweet faces, such perfect sexy bodies, and it all just made her feel so honored to fit right in with them.

Then she noticed a tangle of six feet together just poking out from a sheet nearby, in the back corner of the room. The two middle feet seemed a little too big, a little too thick, not delicate, not even cute at all. Could those be a man’s feet? She scooted a little closer and reached out to carefully lift the sheet a little. Hairy legs. Oh my god, they had a man in here! She glanced back at the kitty spooning behind her, another late arrival who had shown up a few minutes after she had. She pointed to the feet, lifting the sheet slightly again. The other kitty gasped, her eyes going wide, a paw covering her mouth. They both sat up to look for the faces that went with the feet, but they were hidden under the sheet. The two kitties crept closer on hands and knees, leaned their faces down right near the feet, and together they slowly lifted the sheet up more to peek all the way inside.

Oh my god. They were naked, all three of them. He was sleeping on his back and the the two girls, one a mouse, the other a cat, were pressed against him from either side, his arms around them. The cat girl had a hand resting on his cock, and the mouse girl was stroking his chest. The two naked girls looked down and saw the two stunned kitties peeking in and just smiled at them.

They both dropped the sheet and sat up, stunned. Maybe it was time to go. She saw movement under the sheet. The two girls inside were jostling him to wake him up. Jia and the other newcomer kitty were both backing away but still staring. Then the sheet came down, their three heads appeared, and his eyes were open.

Their eyes met, and everything changed. Time stood still. She felt all the swirling confusion of this room converge into a single powerful need, all of it suddenly making sense, or something close enough to sense for Jia-kitty’s lust-addled brain. He was why she had been wet all along, he was why she had to come here, and he was why this room was so full of joy. It just grew and grew, a deep throbbing need for this man, driven by a singular purpose. And then she knew what the purpose was. The card wasn’t kidding. Come hither and leave with a litter. She needed him to put a litter of kittens in her womb. It would only be two, but that was enough. Twins would count as a litter. Her kittens. She needed them as soon as possible, more than she had ever needed anything in life. She knew it would be so right. It was the way to that beautiful joy she had seen in all the others. That was why she was here. Not just in this room; not just at this convention; on this Earth. She had to make those kittens, had to have them in her life, and he could give them to her. Her whole life had led up to this.

She pounced, literally throwing herself onto him, kissing him madly, grinding urgently on his growing erection through the sheet. He laughed and kissed back for a few seconds, squeezing her ass, stroking up her sides, his touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through her, somehow driving her desire even higher. Then he stopped her, holding her face in his hands to look at her, smiling, and said, “Hold that thought just a moment, sweet pet. I think there are other newcomers I need to meet first.”

With a reluctant meow, she climbed off to the side and let him up. When he sat up she heard a gasp from nearby, and turned to see another mouse girl who had arrived while he slept, now staring at him. Jia-kitty knew just what she was feeling, and it was so beautiful, so right, and so incredibly sexy. He would have her too. Oh my god, she thought, he’s going to knock her up too, and somehow that is the sexiest thing ever. She wanted that almost as much as she wanted her own kittens. She sat up to watch in awe as he stood, the sheet wrapped around his body, and made his way around the room, surveying the crowd, gazing happily around at his many recent conquests, those many, many girls who were so full of that beautiful joy that Jia-kitty now knew meant they were already bearing his offspring, and also causing those same sexy gasps from three remaining newcomers.