CatDance #11

It was beginning to get dark before Ubergard found a location she felt was a good site. There Mikael and Ubergard set up the tent , but Ubergard advised against any fire for fear it might attract unwanted attention. She did, however, allow a small lantern to be lit within. “At least we’re over the peaks. It’s all downhill from here tomorrow,” Mikael said as they sat inside the tent and ate their cold supper. Ubergard agreed, “Yes. We’ll get up at dawn and should be out of these mountains well before noon.” “That will be fine by me,” Kitty admitted. “I’m just not cut out for the wilds! If you don’t mind, I’m going to change into my sleeping clothes and get to sleep early. I’m completely exhausted. What about you Mikael?”
“That sounds like a wonderful idea! But Ubergard, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. If you prefer, I can leave my clothes on. I normally just sleep in my underwear.” “Oh, that’s fine. I know you well enough by now, and it is your tent after all. However… I… I didn’t expect to be sleeping with you two. I didn’t bring anything appropriate. Is that going to be alright?” Kitty shrugged and looked to Mikael. “You surely don’t think I’m going to object do you?!”
“Just try to keep yourself under control. It’s fine Ubergard. If there’s anyone I don’t worry about, it’s you. If loverboy here gets any ideas, I’m sure you will ‘correct’ him!” Kitty and Mikael changed first, while Ubergard kept watch outside. “Mikael, are you ok?” Kitty asked, looking alarmed as he positioned himself on the mat between the two sleeping bags. “Ok? What do you mean?” “Your… thing. It’s gone!”
Mikael looked down, confused. Then he understood and laughed at the little Khajiit. “No. I’m fine. But cold has a shrinking effect on males, in varying degrees. I’m afraid I’m of a higher degree. Don’t worry, it’ll be back to normal size the next time you need it.” Ubergard crawled in next, on the other side of Mikael. While he did avoid looking at her too much to avoid embarrassment, he couldn’t help but feel her smooth scales slide across his skin on the way in. “Oh!” Kitty exclaimed as the Argonian settled in. “There it is.”
Mikael just closed his eyes and tried to think of something else. Behind him, he felt the Argonian’s breath on his back. Softly, Ubergard said, “You should feel honored, Mikael.” “Oh? Why’s that?” “You’re the first male I’ve ever slept with.” “Oh! Well, thank you Ubergard. It is an honor to have your trust. I won’t betray it. Sleep secure, I’ll leave you in peace.”
“I will.” “Ubergard, you should feel honored too! He’s as hard as a rock!” “Kitty, please! You don’t need to tell her that!” “Well you are. And it’s just been a couple of hours since… well… I’m impressed.” “Don’t concern yourself Mikael. Even I enjoy being admired from time to time, at least by people who I respect. But I’m very tired too. We’ll talk in the morning.”
Mikael had to repress a thrill of electricity while she was talking as her tongue brushed against his neck and he resumed his attempt to mentally distract himself. Unfortunately it didn’t help when Kitty turned the other way and he felt her rump pressing him. A half hour later, Ubergard began to snore – a deep, vibrating bass that coincided with her warm breath on his neck and the rhythmic expansion of her chest as her breasts pressed onto his back. He sighed, shifting away from Ubergard’s distracting breathing but knowing it was unlikely he would get any sleep tonight.
“Still awake?” Kitty whispered, over her shoulder. “Mmmhmm,” he murmured. “I can tell. You still feel hard as stone. Want me to do something about that?” “With Uber right here?” “Oh, don’t worry about her. She sleeps like the dead. As long as you’re quiet and don’t move too much.” “What do you have in mind?” Kitty shifted a bit and moved him between her thighs and began stroking him with her claws slowly.
A good while later, Kitty heard Mikael’s breath slow into the steady rhythm of sleep along with Ubergard’s deep rumbling. She felt him soft between her legs and sighed happily. As she drifted to sleep, she reflected on how nice it was to sleep in a warm tent with good friends while the cold winds howled outside. Something about the nearness of the cold made the warmth inside somehow more precious. Then finally she too fell into a peaceful sleep as the sound of the wind outside took her away.
Once, deep in the night, Mikael woke to find himself turned towards the still-sleeping Argonian giantess and his face between her breasts. When he realized the position he was in, he woke more fully and gingerly tried to turn back towards Kitty, his heart pounding with fear that Ubergard would awaken and misconstrue the circumstances. He was almost clear when her breathing suddenly shallowed and he realized she was looking at him. He looked up into her red eyes, unsure of what to say. But she just smiled, pulled his head back into her cleavage for a moment, suffocating him for a second before releasing him. “Be careful, Bard. There is danger for you here.” she said, then went back to sleep as if nothing had happened. Mikael, his heart pounding, turned back and didn’t get back to sleep for quite some time. When finally he did, his dreams were quite unusual.
He awoke to Kitty shaking him. “Mikael! Wake up!” “Wha? I’m up! What’s wrong?” “She’s gone!” “What?” he said, suddenly awake. “Ubergard’s gone. I’ve been up for at least a half hour and she’s been gone the whole time. Mikael, something’s wrong. She wouldn’t be gone this long!”
“Relax. She’s probably just scouting around the area or something. Look, her armor and blade are gone.” “Yes. They’re gone. And the snow has covered over her footprints and there’s no sign of where she’d laid her equipment down. Mikael, she’s been gone a long time.” Mikael looked at the snow again outside the tent. There was no sign of where the armor had been. Whatever the reason she had left, Ubergard had indeed been gone for hours. For a moment he considered if what he’d done in the night might have anything to do with it, but her reaction didn’t seem severe enough for this. “Get dressed,” he said, wriggling into his own clothes. “We’ll find her.”

CatDance #10

Around noon the trio reached the end of the path. “What now?” Kitty asked, looking up at the mountain directly in front of them. “Afraid now we go cross-country mountain climbing,” Mikael informed her. On the other side of these mountains is a trail that runs east to west. Once we get there, the road is clear to Solitude.“ "There’s no road?” Ubergard spoke up then. “There is. We could have traveled the route towards Markarth then turned north to Rorikstead. But that winds southward and would have added another day most likely. I agree with Mikael’s decision to go straight north and over these Hjaalmarch mountains. We’ll be in the wilds for a bit, but we come out near Morthal sometime tomorrow and we skirt the worst of the bandits this way.”
Kitty took a deep breath. Though she was fit and healthy, she was no mountain climber. She took solace though knowing that Mikael wasn’t accustomed to the rigors of life in the wild either, and decided that if he could manage it, so could she. They angled northwest to avoid the steepest of the inclines and soon she found that the air was indeed becoming colder. The first sign of snow appeared and before long she was trudging in the footsteps that Ubergard left.
The sun had already begun it’s decent when Ubergard called for a stop and they sat on a ridge overlooking the plains below them as they ate their lunch. “You doing alright?” Mikael asked Kitty, himself breathing heavily from the exertion of the previous hour. “Well enough, but you know I’m not used to this!” “Nor I. I’ve gone this way a few times, but these mountains are tough. I notice Ubergard has hardly broken a sweat… well… if that’s a thing Argonians do anyway.”
“She’s as tough as the mountains, Mikael. So, what dangers have you led us into?” “Oh, the usual. Bears, mountain cats, deep ravines.” “And that’s… better than the road?” “Well, at least they are nature’s dangers. We know how to prepare and avoid them for the most part. It’s the intelligent dangers that are of more concern. Robbers, bandits and worse. But they tend to avoid the wilds, unless we stumble across their camp anyway. Not much for them to raid up here. Don’t trust my decision to go this way?”
“Oh, I trust you and Uber to go the best way possible. I just like to know what I’m likely to come up against up here.” “Hopefully nothing but some snow. But should we run across a bear or a cat, stay close to Ubergard. Or climb a tree quickly.” “Hmm. I’ve done that before.” “Oh, how’d that turn out?” Kitty considered her answer. Mikael didn’t know about her affair with FarSeer, and to keep things uncomplicated, she preferred it remain that way. “I survived,” she smiled enigmatically.
“I assume we won’t get to the road or Morthal tonight then?” “No. But just one night in the wilds. We’ll get there easily by tomorrow morning. In fact, unless we need it, we’ll probably skip Morthal altogether and just go on to Dragon Bridge and stay the night there.” “So, where will we stay tonight?” “My tent. It’s small, but should do for our needs.” “Will it hold Ubergard too?”
“Well. Yes… but not her, us and that armor of hers.” “Oh, she may not like that. Maybe she brought her own?” Mikael shrugged, “Maybe…” “UBER!” Kitty called to her friend who was just returning`. “Yes?” “Did you bring a tent or anything?” “Just a sleeping bag. Why?” “Mikael has a small tent. We could all sleep in it tonight.”
“Are you sure I wouldn’t be imposing? I know you two.” “Not at all. I’ll make sure he doesn’t get frisky.” Ubergard considered. “The warmth would be welcome. If you really don’t mind.” “There’s just one thing. Your armor…” “Hmm… You’ve got a good point. It would keep me warm, but it would have you two frozen by the middle of the night.” “Huh?” “I don’t really know how it works, but in the cold up here it somehow pulls warmth from the air for me, but the exterior becomes unbearably cold to the touch. No, I couldn’t wear it even if I wanted to in a tent with others. Are you sure you really want me? I’d be fine in my sleeping bag.”
“I’d really feel better if we all stayed together in the night.” Ubergard nodded. “Frankly, I agree. If anything should attack during the night… Well, I’d prefer to be nearby too. I’ll keep my armor and blade just outside should I need them.” “Then it’s settled. You’ll stay with us.” As they resumed their hike up the mountainside, the light began to fade and the snow to increase as the winds blew ever colder. Ubergard began scouting for a protected camp site.
“Another night of celebacy. But in exchange I get to sleep nestled in between you two. A fair exchange I suppose.” “And no waking up and poking me in the middle of the night either!” Mikael looked hurt. “Madam!” he protested, “No matter what your opinion of my love making, I refuse to allow you to refer to it as ‘poking’!” Kitty smiled back as she staggered upwards. “Well, I’ll grant you, it’s very nice poking!”
In the end, during another break, Kitty took Mikael aside in private and performed a quick act upon him to prevent any amorous urges during the night that might arise unbidden. However, as Kitty was later to discover, the rapidity with which a male is able to recover varies in proportion to the stimulation and novelty that he receives… and sleeping with Ubergard’s scaley curves against him was definitely going to prove a novelty!

CatDance #9

The next day found Kitty, Ubergard and Mikael ready for travel while Udaran, Cheetah, K’rris and a bleary-eyed Muz-Ra stood by to see them off. “Well, I guess we’re off then. We’ll see you in a couple of weeks.” Kitty said from the steps. “See you then. Ubergard, keep them safe!” Muz-Ra said, though it was unclear if her eyes were strained with emotion or simply lack of sleep the night before. “You need have no fear for their safety, Red,” Ubergard assured her. “They’ll be fine. The road to Soliltude is long but they’ll be under my protection.”
“But who’ll be protecting you? Oh, dammit, give me a hug before you go you two!” The three original occupants of Castle Kitty embraced each other, and then the travelers were on their way.
Udaran stood by Muz-Ra. “I’m sure they’ll be fine. You needn’t worry, Red.” “Can’t help it. I feel like I should be going with them.” Udaran stood in silence as the three figures grew ever smaller. Meanwhile, Cheetah and K’rris stood back a bit, knowing that Udaran and Muz-Ra had shared an adventure together with Kitty and Ubergard some months back and had formed a special relationship.
Finally Muz-Ra turned to Udaran and gave her a mighty hug. “Sorry Udie. Sometimes I get overly emotional. Probably just due to the late night with the Jarl.” “There’s nothing to regret, Red. I may not have been living at Castle Kitty with you till now, but I feel the same way you know.” “Yes, I guess you probably do. Let’s go inside. I need to get some sleep.” With that, the four turned back and went into the castle with K’rris bringing up the rear.
Meanwhile, unlike Muz-Ra, Kitty found herself not at all depressed. As they began their trek, her silence was simply an acknowledgement of how far she had to travel, and she didn’t want to run out of conversation too early in their trip. She was going on another adventure and she was very much looking forward to seeing Solitude for the first time. Mikael was humming a tune as the three hiked along the well-worn path. “What’s that?” asked Kitty, watching the familiar sway of Ubergard’s tail as the giant Argonian led the way. “Oh, just a tune I’ve been working on.” “Sounds like a nice travelling tune.” “You think so? Maybe I’ll work on lyrics for it later.”
“Say, Ubergard?” “Yes Kitty?” “You’ve traveled Skyrim quite a bit. Have you ever been to Solitude?” “Once, long ago. I think I remember the way, but Mikael, keep me straight.” “No problem,” the bard replied. But for now, just keep on this path.
The three stopped for a short rest on a small bridge. “How long do you think it will take?” the little Khajiit asked her lover. “On a good trip, we could be there the day after tomorrow. But you never know what may delay us. Say, did you bring anything warmer than that outfit?” “I did, but you’d be surprised how thermally insulated this is. Keep in mind I have fur underneath. I don’t get cold easily. I could probably do it naked.”
“How about you Ubergard? It gets pretty cool up in the mountains,” Mikael asked, letting the morning sun warm him a bit. “This armor will protect me against all but the coldest weather in Skyrim. It has, shall we say, some unusual properties. But I do have a cloak should I really need it.” “Someday you’ll have to tell me about it!” the Bard replied, interested. “Perhaps.”
Mikael started humming his tune again after that, and for a long time he just watched the big Argonian’s back side, becoming somewhat mesmerized. In the distance, Kitty was watching the mountains looming ahead instead.
Mikael broke the silence next. “You know, Uber, you’ve got quite the figure. How is it that you’ve never found a mate?” “That, friend Bard, is a long story, and not one I’m prepared to tell. But suffice it to say that I’ve never found one because I’ve never looked for one.” “No interest? No sex drive?” “It is my opinion that such relationships lead to complications which I would prefer to avoid. I am a simple Argonian and prefer a simple life.” “You could always just have a fling you know. A night or two of frolic doesn’t have to lead to a lifetime mate.”
The Argonian walked on without answering. Finally some time later as they neared a more forested area she simply turned and said, “I prefer not to ‘frolic’”. Mikael sighed and whispered quietly to Kitty, “Pity. Someone out there is missing out on one hell of a female!” Kitty smiled and elbowed her lover playfully. “Shhh. Everyone knows that, Ubergard most of all.” Mikael nodded and looked around him at the outskirts of the forest ahead. “Nature is beautiful, no doubt about that,” he thought. “But it has no comparison to the backside of such a females!

CatDance #8

“…no, they decided to stay at the castle,” Kitty was explaining to Mikael a few nights later when she, Ubergard and K’rris had dropped into the Bannered Mare. “And Red was practically bursting to get back to the Jarl so we decided to stop in after seeing her off.” “Ah! Well it’s good to meet you K’rris. I’ve heard good things about you from Ubergard and Kitty.” “I understand you are taking Ubergard and Kitty to Solitude tomorrow. Yet it’s still a mystery as to why.”
“Ah yes, I wondered when I’d have to answer that. Did Kitty put you up to asking?” Mikael asked, smiling at the little female Khajiit. “Hey! I didn’t…” “Oh relax. You’ve done admirably well not asking before now! But it’s not that big of a secret really. As you may know, the Bard’s College has a mandate to promote various art forms and communication. Currently those include the musical arts, poetry, and story telling. All noble endeavors, save perhaps story telling. I personally could never much understand the point of fictional stories. There’s plenty of real-life stories to tell without making things up! But I digress…”
Kitty nodded, encouraging him to go on. “Well, it is my strong belief that I have found a new art form that the College should promote. I plan to propose that to Viarmo, the headmaster of the College.” Kitty looked confused. “New art form? Surely you don’t mean…” Mikael smiled and nodded to Kitty. “That’s right.” “But… It’s mostly just because my tongue is rough. And that thing I do with my tail, it wasn’t even my idea! Red had suggested…” “NO NO NO! Not THAT!” Mikael waived her off frantically. “Your dancing!”
“Dancing? Oh! Well, ok. That’s better. I’d hate to have to demonstrate the other to the headmaster!” “Well, that may well be an art form too, but there are other more appropriate venues for that. But back to your dancing… You’ve seen how well the locals here appreciate it, and so do I. It adds a visual element to music and song that not only enhances them, but extends them. You’ve got a gift for expression beyond lyrics. It is my considered belief that a new school should be opened to provide instruction in this. I call it Interpretive Dance, though it is you who would need to teach it.”
“Me? Teach? But… I couldn’t! I mean, I just got my castle and everything. And Solitude isn’t known for being particularly receptive to Khajiits either. Mikael, I’m not moving to Solitude!” Mikael let her rant on for a bit replying. “You won’t have to. What I’ll propose is to have an extension campus for your training. Specifically, your castle itself. If you’ll consider it. However, you needn’t volunteer if you really don’t want to. My primary purpose is to show what Dance can be and you can provide that. Your dancing isn’t just mindless thrusting to the beat of the music, or simple synchronous movement using rote steps. You think about your movements. They have nonverbal meaning that works across races, across species! Even if you won’t be a mentor to others, your talent should still demonstrate my point. We have another form of communication beyond stories and songs, and we should develop that.”
Kitty considered for a bit. “But… I don’t know how to teach such things to others.” “I disagree,” Mikael said, embracing her. “You can teach by demonstration. Students need only learn to mimic your movements at first. Then, they can expand as they find their own ‘voice’.” “Well, yes. I guess I can do that. But, do you think the headmaster will agree?” “That’s a little tricky. The bard’s college hasn’t added a new art form like this in living memory. And Viarmo is notoriously conservative. However, I do bring a bit of clout to the table myself. I’ve recruited some of his best pupils, and so my voice will at least be heard.”
Kitty considered, then added. “And if he doesn’t agree?” “It won’t be a total loss. I needed to go there anyway, and in what better company than you and Ubergard?” “So when do we leave?” Kitty smiled. “If you don’t keep me up all night, first thing in the morning. If you do keep me up all night, probably noon at the earliest.”
Blame ME for it will you? Not tonight Mikael! Tonight my tongue and tail have to get their beauty sleep!“ Mikael’s face turned suddenly dejected. "But…” “It’s your own fault. Besides, I’m going to be staying with you every night for a week or two. A bit of celibacy might do you some good!” she said, brushing him with her tail as she turned around to her companions. “You two ready to go?” “Of course,” Ubergard said, turning to follow as Kitty glided out with a tail swish.
K’rris patted Mikael on the back before leaving, “Hey, at least you’ll have a shot while you’re on the road. I have to stay with a pair of lesbian lovers and a nympho Argonian who’s already taken!” “Good point!” Mikael smiled to the Khajiit. “Hey, I know some females if you need an introduction… of varying races.” K’rris sighed. “Sorry, no. I’ve got this stupid obsession. Maybe someday though! It can’t last forever, right?” he replied as he rushed to catch up with Ubergard at the door.
Mikael considered that question as he looked at the closed door. “Forever?” he mused. “Nothing lasts forever. But even when something is gone, it can still leave memories or more. Traces for good or ill. You’re not getting any younger, Mikael. You could do worse. Hell, you have done worse. But would it be fair to her? Would she even consider it? At best you’d doom her to a life of childlessness. No, that would truly leave nothing behind. Best to forget it. She’s a friend. Just a very good friend. One with a tongue to die for… Oh, best get the hell off that subject!” He stood then, grabbed his lute and started once again playing a song that he’d gotten so sick of long ago that he’d passed beyond nausea back to ambivalence. This song, he realized, maybe WILL last forever!

Cat Dance #7

“Well, I see by K’rris’ penis that we’ve been in here long enough,” Muz-Ra said, stretching. “Time to head for home.” K’rris checked himself reflexively. “It’s not exactly a timer you know. It comes and goes!” he laughed.
“Cheetah and I will go get our things. Meet you at the entrance in, what, 15 minutes?” “Me too. 15 minutes,” K’rris agreed. Kitty nodded. “Ok. We’ll be waiting.”
“So, what do you think Kitty?” asked Muz-Ra after the others had gone downstairs. “Did we did the right thing inviting them?” “I think so. Why?” “I worry about K’rris.” “Don’t think a male is a good idea?”
“No, it’s not that. In fact, I think he handled himself quite well around a lot of naked females.” “I expect he’ll do more handling of himself later, but what then?” “I think he’s in love with Udaran.”
“Lust surely, but love? He seemed quite level-headed.” “He puts on a good front, but I think he’s hurting. The way he looked at her.” “Well, that’s for him to sort out. I certainly don’t get the impression he’s in any way violent if that’s what you mean!” “No, no. It’s just… I feel bad for him, and moving to the castle is just going to put him in even more contact with her.”
“It’s what he wants, and what we need. He’s a grown Khajiit. He can handle it,” Ubergard interjected. “Oh, like you would know anything about love!” Muz-Ra complained. “I… well. Ok. Point taken. But I know that any guard worth his salt knows the value of patience and fortitude. And K’rris is a very good guard. I’ve worked with him more than you two have. Whatever his feelings towards Udaran, he won’t shirk his duties or do anything he – or we – will regret. Do you know what the difference is between a soldier and a guard, Red?”
Red thought about it. “Not… how do you mean?” “A soldier is taught skills to use on the battlefield. His outlook is to the next battle. Between battles he is nobody. He can be a drunk, a slob, a criminal. No one cares as long as he performs on the battlefield. Anyone with sufficient strenght can become a great soldier. And a soldier has one thing that a guard can only envy. His battles can be won. A guard’s battle is never over.” “But a good guard is a rare individual. He never knows where the battlefield will be. The next turn around a corner could mean his life. Long hours with a single task like guarding a door, but with wisdom enough to deal appropriately with any circumstance. And he must keep that up every hour of his duty. Being a soldier is a day at the park compared to being a guard. And K’rris is a very good guard. You won’t regret having him.”
Muz-Ra and Kitty pondered on that a bit. “Wow. I never thought of it like that,” Muz-Ra said, looking up at Ubergard. “No. You think of guards as just something to thwart. A necessary evil to stave off thievery or worse. But I tell you that guard duty is much, much more than you think. It’s a calling. Give me a good guard over a good soldier ANY day! A good guard can ALWAYS be a good soldier. The other way around, not so. Killing a guard who is working for the opposing faction may be necessary, but it’s also a tragedy. They are sitting ducks for a good archer or assassin, but they do it anyway because someone has to!” She paused for a moment, realizing she had gone a little too far in her rant. When she spoke again, her voice was gentler, “I’m sorry to get so worked up, but this is my passion. I’m not angry at you, Red.”
The three sat at the entrance to the Tails of the Khajiit in silence for a bit, then Ubergard started humming a strange tune. Kitty turned to Muz-Ra who could only shrug. Instead, they just sat listening to the curious sound of Ubergard wordlessly singing. Sometime later the song ceased. Ubergard explained, just a little, to the other two. “Just… someone I knew once. He liked that song.” Both her partners nodded understanding and the three continued waiting in silence.
Finally K’rris appeared, followed shortly by the lovers. “So, everyone ready to go?” Kitty asked. “Ready!” all three said in unison, each eager to begin a new life. “Then come on, let’s get you moved into Castle Kitty!” With that they left H’s domain and headed down the path skirting Whiterun to the castle.

CatDance #6

All K’rris managed as a response was a guttural “Ulp!” and looked away, his attempt at embarrassing Cheetah having been utterly thwarted. Muz-Ra spoke up then. “Let me know if the question is offensive, I never know when something is or isn’t. But I’m curious… do you miss it?” Cheetah glanced to Udaran who only shrugged, then turned back to Muz-Ra. “You mean males? Well, yes and no. There are plenty of alternatives to provide the same physical sensation. But I must admit there’s a mental quality that can’t be duplicated of having a male inside you. Of course, Udie and me have talked about that plenty before so I don’t mind the subject.”
“But I imagine there are other things that make up for it with you and Udaran?” K’rris asked. “Well, duhh! I love her, that’s a pretty big one! When I came here, I never imagined I would fall in love with another female, especially considering how much I liked sex with males! But I really didn’t even know what love was till I met her. I thought it was just when the sex was so good that you obsess over it.”
“…and now?” Kitty asked. “Now the sex is so good because I obsess over her!” Cheetah laughed, leaning back against her mate. “Oh, she’s exaggerating,” Udaran responded.
“But, Udaran, before you found each other, do you think it would have been POSSIBLE to fall in love with a male? I mean, if he had all the right qualities other than that?” Muz-Ra asked.` “Well, I may be a special case, Red. There was Sabhira of course. But no, at least I don’t think so. Females just turn me on in a way that males don’t. It’s like… picture this. Imagine the hottest, most attractive member of your own sex that you can. Now imagine that person is also the kindest, most attentive person to you that you can imagine. Would you be sexually attracted to them?”
“Mmm. Sorry Kitty, but… no, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be,” Muz-Ra mused. Kitty put on a hurt look. “Aww…” “It’s really the same with me,” Udaran continued, “ I don’t in any way hate males, just like you don’t hate females, I just don’t want to play with them like I do Cheetah.” “Yeah. And my skills that I learned at the CatHouse I’m still proud of. But they’re just that… skills. I do miss having men, but I realize now that I never really cared about the man behind the cock like I do Udaran. I see a cock as a challenge. I naturally want to overcome that challenge. But with Udaran… I don’t know, it’s like her whole body is a challenge. I just want to hear her scream!”
“Oh damn, I’m sure horny now! That’s enough of that or I am going to have to get out of the tub!” K’rris laughed. “It’s no secret that I share your attraction! But don’t worry, I know I’m not built right for her.” “Sorry K’rris,” Udaran smiled with just the right amount of sympathy. “So, are we all moving to the castle tonight?” K’rris asked, changing the subject. “We’ll need to come back to pick up some stuff tomorrow, but Cheetah and I are definitely ready tonight!” Udaran replied, with Cheetah nodding happily.
“Me too! And when are you and Ubergard leaving?” K’rris asked, turning to Kitty. “Well, it’s really up to Mikael, but he said he was going to leave six days from today.” “Good. That should give me enough time to get a feel for the place.” “I’ll show you what defenses I’ve found, and we’ll spar in the morning. I want to test your abilities. It’s been a while,” Ubergard added.
“Not with that blade of yours!” “Don’t be silly, K’rris. We’ve got sparring staves at the castle. Actually it was left surprisingly well stocked with arms and armor too. You know the Jarl keeps the area under watch now too, so it’s awfully unlikely you’d ever be attacked. Also, if the worst should happen, there’s a beacon you can light that the Jarl has supplied since he and Red became… friends. Then you need only hide out within the castle till help arrives. But as long as we’ve been there, that’s never been an issue.”
“That sounds good. And what about you, Red? I hear you’re pretty good with a bow.” Muz-Ra smiled. “Yeah, I guess you could say that,” she agreed. “She’s being humble, oddly enough!” Ubergard said, angry at her fellow Argonian. “Red, when it comes to defense, humility is not a virtue. K’rris, I am not exaggerating when I tell you she’s the best I’ve ever seen.” K’rris raised an eyebrow. “I’m the best I’ve ever seen too. Probably the best around Whiterun anyway,” Muz-Ra admitted.
“Really? Perhaps you can show me a thing or two while they’re away then. Will you be staying at the castle?” “Yeah. I don’t want the Jarl to get sick of having me around. Though I’ll probably go into Whiterun a few times.” “And how long will you be gone?” K’rris asked Kitty. “Oh, a week or two I expect. I’m really not quite sure what Mikael wants me there for yet, but it shouldn’t be for longer than that.”

CatDance #5

“Oh, don’t feel bad H,” Udaran said sincerely as they were leaving. This is a wonderful place, but you’ve got to understand it can get a little boring.“ Then Udaran suggested they all take a dip in the hot tub. "It does seem to be getting to be a traditional thing before momentous adventures,” Kitty admitted. Cheetah added, “And it is the one thing I’m really going to miss!”
After the area had been cleared of male guards, as was traditional when the hot tub would be in use, K’rristurned to go down as well when Ubergard stopped him. “And where do you think you’re going?” K’rris looked at the girls confused. “I’m… but you’re going to the hot tub right?” “Do you suppose that if we’re naked, your guard duty is going to be avoided? We’re not going to be in this ultra-secure valley you know!”
“Besides, if you’re going to be staying at the castle, you’re going to be one of us.” Ubergard continued. “But…” the Khajiit protested. “Look K’rris,” Udaran put her arm around the large male, ushering him towards the bath. “Let’s be honest here. You’re going to be surrounded by tits, pussies and female tails, both Khajiit and Argonian. There’s just no getting around it. And I’ll be damned if I’m going to have to live being worried that a nipple might slip out within your view sometime. If you get an erection every time I bend over, don’t worry about it. I appreciate the compliment. But that’s your problem, not mine. You might as well get used to it. Now let’s take this armor off.”
Kitty nodded. “She’s right you know. If you’re going to live with us, K’rris, you’re going to need to be ‘one of the girls’. You’ll just happen to be the one with the penis and balls. If you can’t handle it, we’ll need to find someone else. What do you think?” K’rris smiled. “Well, I didn’t take this job because I hated the sight of beautiful females, that’s for sure! If it doesn’t bother you, who am I to complain?”
As Ubergard lowered herself into the water, she caught sight of K’rris’ appreciative glance. “Like Udaran said, I’ll not protest your natural reaction, K’rris. But do remember who is your boss. Naked or armored, you’ll take orders from me. There may only be two of us working guard duty at Castle Kitty, but you’re clear about who outranks whom, right?” K’rris looked downward, reflexively. “I am clear,” he acknowledged convincingly.
“That’s right. I may have big tits, but I’m still your superior. Don’t forget it.” “Not going to happen, Uber!” K’rris perked up.
Suddenly he felt something warm wrap around his manhood. “Aww, don’t be so hard on him Uber,” Cheetah purred. “He can’t help it!” “Cheetah, let go of his cock,” Udaran sighed. “Jealous?” Cheetah laughed.
“No, I just don’t want to get second-hand-pregnant.” “Wha? Oh! Really? You think that could happen?” Cheetah said, snatching her hand away as if stung and jumping up out of the water.
Udaran shrugged, “Who knows?” Udaran shrugged. “Oh relax. Probably not. But it’s also rude to grab someone’s cock without asking first. You wouldn’t want someone thrusting their finger into you without your consent would you?” Cheetah looked at K’rris who nodded. “Yes, Cheetah. Just because I’m male doesn’t mean I am always horny… and even if I am, that I automatically want your attention. We may have less control over our bodies than females, but we still like to imagine we’re in charge of them anyway!”
Cheetah looked embarrassed, “I’m SO sorry K’rris. I won’t do it again. I’m afraid I worked at the Cathouse too long. I have a somewhat distorted understanding of men. When I see a hard-on, my natural reaction is to…” K’rris growled but relented. “It’s ok Cheetah. We all have some adjustments to make.” “But… you won’t, like… in the hot tub?” “Just because I have an erection doesn’t mean I’m going to spew any second Cheetah. I’d think you’d know better than that from the Cathouse!” K’rris complained. “I do know better! Some couldn’t last long enough to get their pants off! But if you feel you’re about to…” “Don’t worry, I’ll just aim for your face, ok?” K’rris smiled maliciously. “Oh, thank you K’rris! It’ll be just like old times!” Cheetah squealed delightedly.

Skeever with a Slingshot

My story CatDance #4 had a throwaway line from K’rris:

K’rris spoke up then. “H. Be reasonable. You and I both know this valley could be defended by a Skeever with a slingshot. You don’t need me. Kitty does.”

To which a reader over at SoFurry commented:

“If you can actually manage a render of a skeever with a slingshot (bikini or ranged weapon) we will all be duly impressed :3 “

Never one to back down from a challenge, I came up with this:

While I did cheat in multiple ways to get this, it wasn’t as obvious as just pasting a picture of a slingshot into a Skyrim shot. Instead:

First, the slingshot is from this mod:
http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/68417/?

The Skeever is a WereSkeever from:
http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/61545/?

But werewolves can’t be posed and can’t wield weapons. There I did some crafty photomanipulation. I had one of my characters aim the slingshot, posed in such a way that her body didn’t block the view of the slingshot save her hand wrapped around the grip. Then, without moving the camera or allowing time to pass, I moved her out of the frame and moved the wereskeever into the frame (who I’d already caught in mid-werewolf swipe) and positioned him to cover the grip with his claw.

Then, with the background layer of the wereskeever and the foreground layer of my character wielding the slingshot, I carefully “erased” her from the picture, leaving the slingshot behind.

And thus, a Skeever with a slingshot.

I may or may not use this in an upcoming CatDance post. It’s so weird I probably won’t actually.

Also, apologies for not having my WereSkeever wearing a slingshot bikini. That would have just been wrong in SO many ways!

And yes – that is wasting time when I could be doing CatDance #5. But… it was a challenge to my skills dontcha see? I can’t let that go unanswered!

CatDance #4

The next afternoon found Kitty, Ubergard and Muz-Ra heading to the Tails. “…not at all. I think it’s a great idea! So much room going to waste anyway while the girls at the Tails are cramped up and sharing beds. It’s just that… well, I can come with you guys you know. Or I can just stay with the Jarl.”
“Yeah, but I’d rather not leave the castle totally empty while we’re gone anyway. Plus this way you don’t have to stay with the Jarl if you don’t want to,” Kitty pointed out. “But Ubergard, what makes you think K’rris would want to move in?” The giantess smiled, “If Udaran moves out, K’rris will find anyway he can think of to follow. Be assured of that.”
“But she’s… with Cheetah,” Ubergard shrugged it off as of no consequence. “He became infatuated with her from just pictures in the Tails of the Khajiit. I don’t imagine that her lack of interest in him sexually is going to change that.” Kitty scratched her head, “I guess. Can’t end well for him though. But if you’re sure.” Ubergard nodded her confidence.
“Well thanks Kitty,” Muz-Ra continued, “And we could use more life in the castle anyway. I can’t really say I’m dying to go out on another adventure yet honestly. I’m having too much fun with the Jarl, now that we can roam about without having to be secretive.” “I sort of figured so. I hear you are going on a little picnic with him tomorrow.” Muz-Ra sighed. “We’re going up to visit a mountain lake nearby. Yeah, just me, him, and about 20 soldiers and Irileth. It’ll be a real intimate date.”
Kitty laughed, “20 soldiers! Wow, you’re really getting promiscuous!” Muz-Ra closed her eyes, “Ah, the good old days. Too bad Jarly’s not that adventurous. I told him Irileth could join, but I got the clear impression that he’d rather have the 20 soldiers than one Irileth.” “Hmm. Odd relationship there. I’m surprised he can get it up with guards stationed all around!”.
“Once again you underestimate me Kitty! When we make love, he’ll be able to think of nothing but me! I call it my ‘Total Immersion with Surround Sound’ technique.” “Sounds like some sort of language study.” “Close! Well, it is lingual anyway. See, I cover his ears with my thighs and all his remaining senses are then focused on my…”
“Excuse me Red, but we’re here,” Ubergard said with her impeccable timing.“I’m going to go talk to K’rris.” Kitty and Muz-Ra found Udaran and Cheetah lounging at a table outside the underground bathhouse. After initial hugs and greetings, Kitty explained her proposal to them. It took no persuasion at all to convince the two lovers to move into the castle and away from H’s hideaway. The Tails certainly was luxurious and secure, but even with the open and tolerant attitude, it’s total lack of privacy made the two keen to escape to Kitty’s castle. They all then went to talk to H.
“So, you want to take away my two best models to stay with you in your castle? Surely you can see my concern,” H protested. “Well, it’s not like we’d really be away H,” Udaran corrected the owner of the Tails. “We’d be back whenever you need us.” “Still, there’s the matter of protection,” H countered. “Here in the valley our security…”
Ubergard and K’rris chose that moment to step into the room. “We have an idea about that too…” Kitty smiled, turning to the newcomers.
“Wait! You propose to take my best guard too?!” H’s eyes went wide.
K’rris spoke up then. “H. Be reasonable. You and I both know this valley could be defended by a Skeever with a slingshot. You don’t need me. Kitty does.” H sighed. “Well dammit you aren’t slaves you know. I can’t make you stay here. But K’rris, while the girls will still get paid for their work, I don’t run a charity house here. If you leave you’ll no longer be in my employ.” “He’ll in mine,” Kitty nodded.
“And you Cheetah? You haven’t said much. You want to move out too?” “Oh H, you know that where Udaran goes, I go too!” “Alright then. I’ll post your shooting schedules a week in advance, girls, so you’ll know when you’re expected to be here.” Both Udaran and Cheetah nodded happily, Cheetah letting out a squeak of excitement.