Bedtime stories for sulky adults -- #5 or: How Bestiality Came to Be

(Probably NSFW, disturbing, gross, etc.)

Once upon a time, there was a kittycat. She was a house kittycat who was very well-taken cared of by her owners, having nothing to do all day except sit on her pretty hind legs and lick herself.

One day kittycat was licking herself when suddenly she started coughing and hacking. She stretched her neck taut, opened her jaws and coughed and hacked, and finally a large hairball shot out of her throat.

After she had recovered, kittycat swiped at the hairball. It half-rolled, half-slid across the floor, until it stopped near an open window.

Kittycat lost interest. Kittycat yawned. Kittycat walked away.

When kittycat came back later to take an afternoon nap in the ray of sunshine coming through the window, she saw, to her delight, that a bird had made its nest in her hairball. With an elegant pounce, kittycat leaped up to the hairball, swiped up the bird and swallowed it.

Mmm.

In her haste, kittycat found that she had destroyed the hairball. She pushed the pieces and strands around with her paws for a bit, but she couldn't put it back. Desperate for more bird, kittycat started artificially coughing and hacking, sucking in air and then constricting her throat until it was raw and hurt.

Kittycat tried and tried until her throat was on fire and still nothing came out. She then tried to lick her paws and her torso, but she soon got a crick in her neck from twisting around so much.

Frustrated, kittycat ran noiselessly into the bedroom, where her owner was napping in bed. With a crouch and a springing leap, kittycat was on the bed. Kittycat went up to her owner's head and started licking at the mass of curls.

"Stop it, kittycat!" Kittycat's owner pushed her away.

Kittycat retreated to a safe distance and sat down to watch, her tail waving occasionally. After a few minutes, kittycat advanced again and started to lick her owner's bushy hair. Again, kittycat was received with annoyance.

Cocking her head, kittycat decided on an alternative harvesting site. Slinking into the bedcovers, kittycat made for her owner's crotch and started licking and gathering. She found that her owner was able to tolerate this much better, and kittycat was able to hoard up enough hair for her next bird trap.

And this is how bestiality came to be. Notice how "beast" becomes "best."