Mousey Roast
The black goddess of a cat slept peacefully in her queen-sized bed. The silk sheets draped around her form perfectly, her wide hips, her plump breasts... she deserved the title goddess. She opened her eyes as the sunbeam struck them and with a grumble she sat up and stretched. She then smiled, next to her lay her lover. Rob the mouse boy. He had short brown hair, a muscled body and a pair of cute mouse ears and a long tail. She blushed; they had so much fun the night before.
The goddess stood out of bed and walked to the dresser but something caught her eye along the way.
“Oh no!” she cried, “Good Noiz and Bad Noiz are coming for lunch! I don’t have anything ready! Oh no... I promised them a feast...”
Her eyes turned to her mouse lover, “Oh Rooob!” she cried out before pouncing on him. Her tail was swishing in the air.
“What is it...” Rob groaned, the two had played all night, what else did she want?
“I need to cook you.” she said bluntly.
“What?!” Rob cried.
“Good Noiz and Bad Noiz are coming over and I promised them a feast! I don’t have anything so I have to cook you!”
“But I’ll die!” Rob exclaimed in vain.
“You knew the risks when you shared the bed with a cat!” Noiz grinned, she won this one.
Rob let out a long sigh, “Alright... but only for you...”
“THANK YOU!” Noiz cried and hugged him close.
It was only a few minutes later, the oven was heated up and the nude mouse standing in the kitchen, blushing as Noiz brushed sauce all over his legs, “Are you sure it has to be me?”
“Nope.” Noiz admitted with a grin, “But I’ve always wanted to eat you! I can smell you as we sleep together... you smell so tasty...”
“Th-then could you get- ah!” he cried out as the brush started to rub the cooking sauce on his thick member.
“Ah ah... no talking back...” she smiled as she wrapped her two breasts around his member and rubbed up and down, “I’ll always find ways of...distracting you...” she giggled. Rob stared at her, how could she be so cheerful about eating him?! It wasn’t long before the determined kitty coated the mouse with the brown sauce.
“Now!” she declared, “Into the pan!” she ushered him over and made him curl up into a roasting pan. The sauce-soaked mouse blushed as she pushed him into the hot oven and closed it. With a smile Noiz walked to the kitchen table and licked her fingers clean of the sauce. Her lover was roasting alive, smelling so delicious... in just a few hours she would get to eat him up.
“We’re here!” a sultry voice called out as Bad and Good Noiz walked into the kitchen.
“What’s for lunch?” Good Noiz asked with a polite smile.
“Oh you’ll love this!” Noiz grinned, “Take your clothes off!” She told them, standing up and moving the roasting pot over to the table.
Bad Noiz didn’t need to be told twice, looking for any excuse to be nude, but Good Noiz asked, “Why do we have to be naked?”
“Because.” Noiz replied as she pulled off the top of the platter. On it lay a mouse on his back, his flesh roasted brown and his member still nude and erect.
“Oh wow!” Bad Noiz cried.
“Oh my!” Good Noiz blushed.
It wasn’t long for all three girls to strip nude, sitting around the table with the steaming mouse laid out in the middle. Rob twitched a little, a small whimper from his chest.
“He’s still alive!” Noiz cheered, happy to get started. She took out a sharp knife and started to slice up the mouse’s feet and legs, juices dripping out with every slice making the mouths of the kittens’ water. Noiz set the slices onto a plate and gave them to Bad Noiz who quickly started to slurp them down. The slowly sliced up arms and hands went to Good Noiz, who squealed and ate up in delight.
Noizchild then looked to her lover, still firm even as he lay there limbless. With a blissful sigh she leaned in and began to kiss all over his chest, the tang and spicy sauce tickling her tongue, begging her to bite in. And so she did. The taste was almost orgasmic, her legs as wet as her mouth as she bit in and chewed, tearing the meat from his ribs. More and more she ate, losing track of where she fed. Her head grew light from the divine flavor; he was such a good lover to her.
Noiz was snapped out of her trance by a giggle from Good Noiz. She looked down at her hand and blushed, in it lie a perfectly hard cock, balls still connected. The rest of her lover was still a skeleton.
“Well...” said Bad Noiz, “Are you going to eat that?”
Noiz smirked, “You bet I am!” and with that the pair of balls found their way into her mouth. She bit hard and chewed, lost again in the sensation and flavors. She ate more and more from the member, until her lover was completely in her tummy. A loud burp was made and she lay back in her seat.
“I hope you enjoyed lunch!” She told her two guests. They both nodded. It was the best meal any of them ever had.
