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PUSS IN BOOTS
By C
(For le Chat, if he wants it.)
Puss in Boots was an unusually clever cat who set out one day to find adventureand hone his skills as a hunter. He wore big riding boots and a cap with ared feather. He also carried with him a knapsack and a crossbow, both of themslung over his back.
One day, he came to a country that showed the unmistakable signs of evilfairy enchantment. The farmsteads were deserted, the fields were barren, andthe sky was perpetually overcast. Bad news for the inhabitants, but perhapsgood news for him: he loved the taste of fairies and the excitement of huntingthem. So where might the wicked lovelies be hiding?
He came to a stream and bent down to drink from the water. While drinking,he heard the sound of feminine laughter: high-pitched, tinkling, very pretty,but with a note of malice. He looked up, and there, sitting on a nearby hillock,were three extraordinarily beautiful women. They were all dressed in bright,white, sleeveless shifts (ending just a little below their waists), spotlesslywhite panties, and white high heels. Each had two pairs of white wings, somethinglike the wings of a butterfly. One of the women sat in the center of the group,at the top of the hillock. She had long, crow-black hair and well-proportionedlegs that she kept crossed in front of her. The other two, both blondes, loungedon either side of her, a few feet farther down. All were smiling at Puss inBoots.
"Welcome, traveler," said the black-haired fairy, whose air markedher as their leader. "What brings you to these parts?"
"Hunting," said Puss.
"How about that? We're hunters, too." At this, all three emittedmore of their high, tinkling laughter.
"Pardon me, ladies," asked Puss, "but don't fairies have alot of natural enemies? How do you stay on top of the game?"
"Oh, that's easy," said the black-haired fairy. "We're invulnerable."
"Really?" said Puss. "How did you manage that?"
"We have a certificate," she said. "Smorgoth the Sorcererowed us big-time, so he wrote one out for us. It guarantees: no lions, tigers,leopards, panthers, wolves, foxes, bears, otters, human beings, etc., etc.,etc., will ever catch us, ever hurt us, ever make us cry."
"Smorgoth, eh?" said Puss. "Did he include a catch-all clause?"
"Sure: 'nor any other predatory beasts, birds, insects, arachnids, orother critters.' It's ironclad. So we go from kingdom to kingdom committingmurder and mayhem with never a fear for our safety. Say, would you like tosit next to us?"
Puss in Boots was careful not look any of them directly in the eyes. "Nothanks," he said. But he did come quite a bit closer, and that seemedto please them.
"So," said the fairy, "what do you hunt?"
"Fairies," said Puss.
They laughed again, this time rather loudly. "Fairies!" she said. "Howdelightfully impudent! You must be feeling awfully frustrated." As shesaid this, she uncrossed and recrossed her legs. Her scent, a wonderful compoundof musk and honey, tickled the cat's nose.
"Not at all," he said. "I'm feeling very optimistic. In fact,I predict that before this time tomorrow, I'll have caught the three of you.Or would you like to just come quietly? You'll cry either way, but you'll cryharder if I have to come get you."
At this, the three fairies sprang up, their eyes bright with rage and theirteeth bared (he could see that their upper canines were long and very sharp).They started coming down the hill toward him. With one smooth movement, Pusstook the crossbow (already loaded) from his back, aimed it at the blonde girlto his right, and shot her between her ample breasts. A look of surprise andpain came over her face. She placed a hand where the bolt had struck her, gaveout a choked sob, and fell to her pretty knees.
Puss didn't wait, but dropped the crossbow and launched himself at the otherblonde. She screamed pitiably as he fastened his teeth and claws on her well-paddedbosom. Since he was a magical cat, his teeth and claws—as well as thebolts from his crossbow—were envenomed. It wasn't long before both girlswere on their backs, kicking and writhing, unable to get up.
The black-haired fairy stood for a moment in a state of shock. Then she spreadher wings and shot into the air. Soon she was just a speck on the horizon. Iwant her too , thought Puss, so this is what he did. He got twolengths of rope from his knapsack and bound the wrists of the caught girlsbehind them (fairies are entirely helpless when tied with rope). Then he placedthem on their backs in a nice trophy line. All this time, they wept profuselyand begged for their lives. Next he tugged their panties to their knees; ifpossible, they wept even harder now. The clearing soon filled with the sweethoney-musk scent of their pussies. That should bait the trap nicely, hethought. He took up position nearby, under cover of a thorn bush, and waited.
Fairies, he knew, are terribly covetous of one another's belongings. Whenone of them is caught, her sisters rarely miss the opportunity to steal herpanties. And so it was now. About midnight, the black-haired girl was back.She looked around her briefly, then went over to where her friends lay, softlywhimpering. She grasped the nearer girl's panties and started working themdown her legs. Her victim didn't like this and began to kick at her, as wellas the venom would allow.
"You don't need them any more!" said the black-haired girl in aharsh whisper. She kept on pulling. Just then, Puss did a passable imitationof a hoot owl. The girl turned toward the sound with a startled look on herface. "What the . . . " she started to say, when a bolt from Puss'scrossbow caught her in the belly, just below her navel. A few screams, a lotof wailing and tears, and she was bound and lined up with the others. Pussin Boots went to sleep.
The next morning, he got up and came over to his catch. He yanked their pantiesoff completely, sniffed these with no small pleasure, then dropped them ateach girl's feet.
All three were wide awake and wide-eyed. "H-how did you do it?" askedthe black-haired girl.
"How'd I bag you? I know all about Smorgoth's certificates. He was alwayscareless, and he always forgot to check the box next to the catch-all clause.It's not valid. And since the certificates never mention housecats (let alonehousecats who walk on their hind legs and talk), I'm just not covered. I'vecaught a whole chorus line of fairies who had those things. You might complainto Smorgoth the next time you see him. Oh, I'm sorry, you're not going to seehim…."
"If…if you let us go," said the black-haired girl, her voicequavering, "we can make it worth your while."
"I have simple desires, Miss," said the cat, "and they'llbe satisfied best by holding on to you."
"Oh please, please don't!" she cried, and the others chimed in: "Please,please!"
He responded by grasping the black-haired girl's thighs firmly with his clawsand pushing them up and back, so that the space between her legs was fullyexposed. He then plunged his teeth into the soft folds of her cunt. She screamed--ahigh, thin ribbon of despair. The others screamed, too--in anticipation. Henow worked his rough tongue over the surface of her vulva. Then he slippedit in, deeper and deeper, to the accompaniment of her groans and her spasmodickicking. She tasted like some fabulous meringue or custard. Now he pulled histongue out and bit her again; this time it was just a nip, and she didn't screamnearly as much. From here on, it was lick, nip, lick, nip, until she was violentlythrashing and moaning with every touch. She kicked harder and harder (he hadto be careful about those high heels!). Finally, she came. She would come fivemore times before she died. When it was their turn, the others gave similarperformances. As each girl groaned and died, Puss in Boots drank in her essence.All that was left were fragile shells that would shiver into dust before anhour had passed.
"Beautiful but stupid," said the cat out loud. Then he got up,took a leak, and went on his way.
THE END
(for three foolish fairies!)
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