copied from doomfisters page: Within the womb, the exhausted mouse had long since lost track of time, as without natural light every moment blended into the next. Was it day or night, she didn’t know, as a combination of sensory deprivation and lack of sleep effortlessly allowed each moment to be interchangeable within the musky embrace of the damp darkness. Any attempt to struggle rewarded with a smothering squeeze as the spongey uterus undulated against her balled-up body, leaving the doe trapped in a never-ending state of exhaustion. The feeling comparable to a zombie-like trance, numb to everything as the tired mouse scraped by off the mucus and whatever other nutrient-poor juices, she could extract from the claustrophobic walls surrounding her.

9 months later passing like a muggy malaise for the doe, though at no point did the smug cat encapsulating her even bat an eye at her hardship. The feline unbothered by her petite passenger’s plight, and in truth, she likely would have forgotten about the mouse if not for the periodic meek movement to remind her that the marinating doe hadn’t given up the ghost yet. The entombed rodent’s skittish squirming barely noticeable now, as the lounging feline blissfully slept, barely even registering the twitching kicks of her mouse meal. The quaint quivers pathetically primal, more instinctual than intentional, as at this point the exhausted rodent was too sapped of strength to even consider anything other than a trembling twitch or stuttering shudder against the walls of the womb enveloping her.

It was this familiar shifting the cat felt when she awoke from her slumber, and groggily looked at her calendar. The act of sitting up causing the light weight below her navel to shift slightly, as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and let out a lethargic yawn. The chilled cat taking in the Friday morning sun, as her eyes adjusted to the bright light informing her, she had overslept, not like she had anything important to do today. Nothing coming to mind as the cat stretched, before a beaming smile slipped over her lips like a chortling cascade of malicious delight, as she saw the little note circled on her calendar.

“Happy birthday!” she prodded, loud enough to be discernibly heard by the demoralized doe stewing in her humid honeypot. The feline casually slipping off the restrictive shackles of her chastity belt as she spoke, as the time had come to see if her flagging plaything still had any kick left in her or was had she just given into her fate as a pint-size pussy packer. The cat spreading her tender lower lips as she spoke, allowing a glimmer of light to break the longstanding inky blankness the mouse had been broiling in like a French door to her salvation that doubtless sat beyond that blindingly bright light. The abrupt flash of freedom earning a shallow groan from the drenched doe, as with a lethargic shuffle she attempted to drag herself towards salvation. The booming voice of her callous captor spurring her to act, as the sadistic feline calmly toyed with her twat treat, in another one of her tormenting games.

“Your present today is a chance to escape.” Said the cat, as she casually stood up, closing the cleft between her legs, and again casting the doe into shadow. The change in orientation causing the mouse’s stomach to lurch slightly, as the narrow pass to escape again tightened into a stifling tunnel, that squeezed down with a smothering squish. The clench of the cramped cunt, pushing the mouse back into place, as any progress was immediately reverted with a throbbing contraction. The disheartened doe giving a shimmying wiggle, and a weak gasp as she felt the strain of the snatch compressing against her bones with a creaking cavitation.

“The belt would stay off until midnight” continued the cat as she began to tame her bedhead back into its normal style, whilst laying out the frivolous rules for what was about to commence. Not like the doe was confident that the feline would honour her word, as the shifting of goalposts seems to be her speciality. Not like the mouse had much choice in the matter, as this seemed like her only chance to extract herself from the sticky situation she had been trapped in for an unbearably long time. That window would only remain open for a limited time, a vacuous number that for all she knew might only be a couple of minutes, as she had no idea if the light she had seen had been the sun or just a carefully positioned lamp, so steeling herself the weary mouse attempted to get every aching muscle in her body into gear, and get out of here before the cat changed her mind.

She could feel the slight motions of her devourer getting dressed, though she had no idea if that motion was the the slight sway of hips sliding into panties or the waggle of shoulders donning a bra, as the cat began her morning as though nothing had changed. The moggy self-assured that the diminutive rodent’s fading presence would not change, and even with the leather guard removed, the day would transpire no different than the months prior when the mouse was simmering within the sweltering pocket of her unhospitable uterus. She could try though, and it was enough to make the cat smirk as she pulled her shirt over her head, as she only hoped this would be as fun as when she shoved the squeaking thing up her snatch in the first place….

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Trapped the doe can only patiently bide her time, and months later the cruel cat finally gives her an opportunity to earn her freedom, even if the foul feline wants to make another game of it...

A story done for my Patron justanothermeal who wanted a story to go with a comic they got from Muhny (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/muhny/ ). This one again featuring the cruel cat, who now has another mouse plaything. This is part five of a multipart set, with the rest avalible here as completed:

Part one: https://aryion.com/g4/view/1048460

Part two: https://aryion.com/g4/view/1058933

Part three: https://aryion.com/g4/view/1070663

Part four: https://aryion.com/g4/view/1081818

Part Five: You are here

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