Part 61: WOMEN!

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I woke up with women all snuggled against and around me. I opened my eyes. Girls everywhere…. Many of them. They were curled up and sleeping on me and around me like kittens. I opened my eyes even wider and shook my head like a dog shaking water. They looked a LOT like big kittens. They had long tails and short thick fur.

I lay there for a minute….in...in….well not exactly shock.

More like stunned appreciation. Slowly it all come back to me. My memory returned. I woke up and recalled the events of yesterday. I recalled getting ambushed in the consignee’s yard. It had been a setup. Some people just never learn. HiJacking the Lightning is a really BAD idea. I’d be really surprised if that place was still standing or anyone was still alive. The Guardians would have dispatched a rapid response team loaded for bear.

Which made me wonder. I should either be dead or rescued. What the hell was going on?

The kittens woke up about then and devoured me, Sexually that is, my train of thought de-railed. They kept me humping, and they fed me food and strong drink. They’d work in teams of two, sometimes three.

I recalled some scenes...flash memory.

Once I was leaning back against a lady panther..she was spraddle legged behind me…the back of my head cushioned against…well cushioned…WELL cushioned. Another panther lady held a glass of whisky to my lips. She was having a bit of trouble not spilling it because yet another panther girl was bouncing up and down…in my lap.

She licked any spilt whisky off me with her tongue.

Variations on a theme. I drank vast quantities of Alcohol and …and…had a really GOOD time. It was flat out impossible.

It was wonderful.

There might as well have been Seventy Two Virgins, the Panther girls worked far harder than mere numbers would predict. Had I died and gone to heaven? Seventy Two wasn’t even my religion, and they weren’t exactly virgins, not any more that’s for sure, but I wasn’t going to complain. Hell I might convert.

Another panther girl walked into the room..

If the other girls were gorgeous this gal made them look plain. She was a wet dream all by her own-self.

For a moment she just stood there. We all stared at each other. Then she smiled and said, rather loudly.

“Time to get up girls. Thank you for coming, thank you for taking care of him for me. You can hit the showers!!!! Dayshift is here.”

All the kittens woke up, yawned, and stretched sensuously. Some of them rubbed against me a bit on the way to the showers. They all reluctantly left the room. Not a few cast longing glances at me as they departed.

I lay there staring at the young goddess. Slowly she removed her clothing and crawled into bed with me.

“Turn over you old fart and I’ll give you a back rub.” She said

Outgunned by her twin thirty eights, perhaps they were forties, I was helpless in the face of superior fire power. I could not resist…I did as she bid.

A back rub upon waking. I could get used to this. It was bliss...it was heaven….it was nirvana….

“Ahem...excuse me miss...do I know you?”

She slapped me hard on the butt.

“You mean you’ve forgotten me already? I’m devastated. I’ll have to refresh your memory.”

She giggled... kneading my back and shoulder muscles..

“You just lay still and let me give you a full body massage…in a minute I’m going to screw your brains out."

“Yeah…that sounds like a plan.” I said “You might explain a few things though…like where the hell am I at?”

“I will. I’ll answer all your questions in due time. Now shut up.” She said “I’m busy.”

She then turned him over and massaged my front..I blissed out. This women had an insatiable desire for sex and she definitely loved to give as well as receive.

I savored the moment.

After what could only be describe as the penultimate adolescent fantasy, (the ultimate would have been if all the girls had remained) she led me into the shower. Oddly enough I had legs. Huh? I had legs?

A number of the cat girls were still there. They were eager to help. They all ganged up on me and they was washed me VERY well. Those cats didn’t mind getting wet and their long tails could do interesting things. After the most blatantly sybaritic water orgy that I had EVER dreamed of, much less participated in, she lead me, alone, back to the bedroom.

She picked clothing for me to wear.

Oddly enough there were a large variety of clothing available.

She talked as she dressed me. She wouldn't let me dress himself, when I tried she slapped my hands..HARD.

"OUCH"

I said, rubbing the back of his hand...that stung.

“My Job” she said

"Not that I’m complaining but what happened. Where am I? Who are you?

she giggled

I just stared at her, slightly stunned. Surly...

"Don't call me Shirley",

She grinned mischievously,

“I’m Gretchen” she said

To Be Continued
The Next Episode is
Part 62: Gretchen Reveals Her True Self
The Previous episode was
Part 60: RUINED HIS WHOLE DAY .
the first episode was
Part 1 : Winter Storm

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