cat of underworld

"Where am I?" Looking around at the gray expanse, I remembered being hit by a car. How did I get here?
"You're at the entrance to the underworld," a person in a black cloak holding a scythe said to me.
"What? I'm at the entrance to the underworld? Does that mean I'm dead?" I was startled.
"Yes, look over there." The person in the black cloak pointed, and I looked down. Wow, lying in a white hospital room was someone who looked exactly like me. Just then, my mother ran over crying and hugged the person.
"Mom, I'm here!" I shouted.
"You don't need to shout, it's useless, she can't hear you." The person in the black cloak stopped me.
"Am I really dead? Why haven't I gone to the underworld yet?" I had heard that soul hunters don't just swing their scythes and go to the underworld as soon as someone dies.
"I'm so sorry, I was originally here to catch the person in the next room, but since this is my first day on duty, so..." The person in the black cloak took a step back, his voice growing softer and softer.
"So, so you mistakenly lured me here. No, I'm only eighteen, I want to go back, take me back now!" I grabbed the black-cloaked man's collar and shook him violently.
"Sorry, the rules of the underworld state that souls taken away cannot return," the black-cloaked man replied, forcing a smile.
"Damn it, I'm going to complain to your superiors, I'm going to sue them to death!" Seriously, can a soul-reaper die?
"No, no. You do have a way to go back." The black-cloaked man was afraid I'd escalate things.
"Really, hurry up and tell me. Or I'll strangle you." I gripped the black-cloaked man's neck tightly.
"Okay, okay. The way is to find a boy born on the same day, month, and year as you, and who died in the same way, then you can return to his body and continue living." He quickly protected his neck.
"What? Why can't I go back to my own body?" I asked, puzzled.
"The reason is simple, look." The black-cloaked man pointed again, and I saw my mother carrying my urn towards the cemetery.
"How could this be?" I shook him again.
"Because one day in the underworld is equivalent to one year on earth. Three days have already passed on earth while we're talking." The man in the black cloak shook his head helplessly.
"Why didn't you say so sooner?" I trembled with anger.
"It's because you kept asking me all sorts of questions." The man in the black cloak looked at me with a look of complete accusation, though in reality, he couldn't possibly let me return to my original body.
"Then hurry up and find one for me." I didn't want to wander around as a ghost.
"You think finding someone like that is easy? It depends on the timing." The man in the black cloak looked at me like I was a country bumpkin.
"Damn it, you're the one who says everything! What are we going to do now?" I was so angry that I even swore.
"How about this, until we find a suitable body, I'll attach your soul to a black cat for now. Once we find a suitable body, I'll move you back."
"Why am I going to stay in a black cat's body? I don't want to! I want to be a human!" I didn't want to be an animal kept as a pet. I'm a grown man, and a handsome guy at that.
“There’s no other way. You’ll disappear if you stay in this space too long. The main reason I put you in the black cat’s body is that cats have nine lives. You don’t want anything to happen before you find a suitable body, right? Besides, the owner of the black cat I transferred your soul to is very powerful and wealthy, and his favorite thing is the black cat. You won’t be mistreated while in the black cat’s body. Also, I’m afraid you’ll get used to being a human after being a cat for too long. Every day from midnight to six in the morning, you can transform from a cat into a human.” The black-cloaked man tried his best to persuade me. Actually, I think he was afraid I would complain to his superior.
“Okay, but you have to find me a suitable body quickly.” I reluctantly agreed after hearing what he said.
“Sure, sure, I’ll send you there now.” He was afraid I would change my mind. He swung his scythe, and I felt the world spinning.
“My head is spinning.” I raised my hand to touch my head. Wait, why did my hand turn into a claw? And why did my voice just now become “meow”? After a long while, I remembered my agreement with that bumbling ambassador.
"Ah, hurry and report to the master, A-Wu is alive!" a voice shouted. "Yes, I'll go report right away." I opened my big eyes—or rather, my cat eyes—and looked at the group of people.
"A-Wu, you're alive, that's great!" At that moment, the door opened, and a man dressed as a nobleman came in, picked me up, and looked me up and down. I looked up at my cat-body master. Wow, a super handsome man, comparable to Keanu Reeves, but with an added aristocratic air. It seems like having such a master isn't bad, and his big hands feel quite comfortable holding me, especially when he strokes my fur. I almost fell asleep.
"A-Wu, are you alright?" He saw that I was almost asleep and thought I was going to die, so he shook me nervously.
"Master, don't worry. Haven't you heard that cats have nine lives? A-Wu is probably just tired, let him sleep for a while." The servant next to me obviously had a clearer view, and I meowed in agreement.
"It seems it's true. But let Awu sleep with me tonight." He picked me up and carried me out of the room to his own large room, carefully placing me on his bed. Without his warm, large hands, I couldn't sleep. I climbed up and jumped onto him. He seemed to understand and gently stroked me with his large hands. I closed my cat-like eyes and fell asleep in his arms.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up, remembering what the messenger had told me. Looking at the clock, it was already five to twelve. I quickly jumped out of his arms. Perhaps afraid I wouldn't be able to sleep, he held me and fell asleep on the large velvet bed. I hurriedly found an empty room. "Ding ding ding," the clock struck twelve, and my body gradually began to change.
In my human form, I found a mirror to see what I looked like. I should have looked, because what I saw shocked me. My originally well-proportioned, bronze-skinned body had become slender and fair-skinned. Most terrifyingly, my previously somewhat large penis had become a pinkish protrusion, looking completely devoid of masculinity. Overall, I have a petite face, large cat eyes, fair skin, a slender waist, and my genitals, including my nipples, have turned pink. The most infuriating thing is my height; I used to be at least 1.8 meters tall, but now I'm only about 1.7 meters. If I walked around like this, no one would believe I'm a man. Looking at myself in the mirror, I sighed. There's nothing I can do now; I just hope I can find a suitable body soon.
Just then, I heard the door open, and he came in calling, "Awu, Awu." I thought he probably realized I wasn't there and came looking for me. Luckily, I was in the bathroom.
"Awu, I know you're in there. I can smell you!" Unexpectedly, he found the bathroom door and flung it open.
"Sorry, I came into the wrong room." He thought I was in the wrong room because I was completely naked after turning from a cat into a human.
The door, which had suddenly closed, opened again. "No, this is definitely my house!" He shook his head and walked towards me. "Who are you?" I looked up at him, only now realizing how tall he was, at least a head taller than me.
Seeing me silent, still peering at him through the peephole, he unexpectedly kissed me. His kissing skills were truly superb. Since I'd never had a girlfriend before, and of course, never kissed anyone, my first kiss was with a man. But it wasn't bad, he was a super handsome guy. Then it dawned on me, wait a minute, I'm a man too! How can men do this? I pushed him away and slapped him.
"You—" He was angry after I slapped him, grabbing me and dragging me to his room. "No matter who you are, you'll pay for that slap you gave me."
He threw me onto the bed, quickly tore off the sheets, and used strips of cloth to tie my limbs to the sides of the bed. "No," I finally spoke, but my voice was unexpectedly soft, unlike my usual strong one; it was almost like a pleading cry.
He ignored me and continued for a while. I breathed a sigh of relief, but just as I was congratulating myself on escaping one ordeal, he reappeared. Seeing him come in carrying some strange things, my hair stood on end.
He came to my side, stuffed a pillow under my buttocks, and then took out a chopstick and inserted it into my anus. "Ah!" I screamed, shaking my hips and trying to push the chopstick out, but it was inserted too deeply.
"Just one and you're screaming like this." Seeing my face contort, he picked up a second chopstick without hesitation and inserted it. Thus, amidst my screams, he inserted ten chopsticks. Because chopsticks are long, I felt a section still sticking out.
"Looks like you're quite flexible, unlike others who bleed profusely after just a few insertions. It's no fun playing with them." Damn it, I thought he was a good guy at first, but he turned out to be a wolf in sheep's clothing.
He grabbed the protruding chopstick and started pulling it out. I thought that was the end of it, but after pulling the chopstick out almost completely, he forcefully pushed it deeper into my body, causing tears to well up in my eyes. He seemed very excited to see my tears, grabbing the chopstick and thrusting it forcefully. I felt a tearing sensation in my anus.
"No! Please, please spare me! I'll do anything you ask!" I begged, my anus feeling like it was on fire.
"You said it yourself, take it in." He unzipped his pants, pulled out his huge penis from his crotch, and held it in front of me. I turned my head away in fright. He thrust the protruding chopstick again, and I opened my mouth in pain. He shoved his penis into my mouth.
"Suck it in your mouth, lick it with your tongue, suck it with your mouth." He ordered me to do as he commanded, and under his lewd power, I had no choice but to obey.
"Ah!" With my clumsy movements, he ejaculated into my mouth. "Swallow it all." Seeing that I was about to spit it out, he lifted my head, preventing me from spitting it out. His semen all went into my stomach; it was disgusting, I wanted to vomit but couldn't.
He didn't seem to have any intention of letting me go. He picked up a bottle of golden liquid, pulled out chopsticks from my anus, opened the bottle cap, and shoved the bottle opening into my anus before it closed.
"Didn't you promise to let me go?" I looked at him in surprise and suspicion.
"When did I promise! I only said to suck it in your mouth." He looked at me with a sinister smile. "I couldn't find any lubricant for the time being, so I'll use honey instead." It turned out that the bottle of stuff entering my body was honey.
After seeing the entire bottle of honey enter my body, he pulled out the bottle, took out a dark police baton, and inserted it into my anus, which was still dripping with honey. Because of the honey lubrication, the baton easily entered my body, and he turned on the switch of the baton. The police baton started shocking me. Because my limbs were bound, the shock to my anus made my eyes roll back and I almost fainted.
Seeing that I wouldn't be able to hold on, he turned off the baton and started thrusting the end of it inside me. Because I was so weak from the shock, I was very aware of every little sensation in my body. In particular, the rough surface of the baton rubbing against the tender inner walls of my anus aroused me. I couldn't help but wonder if I really liked this.
"Looks like you quite like it!" He noticed that my pink penis was erect. "Such a cute penis, even the nipples are pink. You can tell it's top-quality." He took a pink nipple into his mouth and started sucking on it. Later, he even bit it. Seeing my nipple swell up, I felt like crying.
"Ah, you're so cute, I can't take it anymore." He pulled out the baton from behind me and thrust his still-erect penis into me. Because of its size, my already stretched anus tightly gripped his penis. "So tight, you must be a virgin." He savored my taste with pride, while my hands and feet, which had somehow been untied, clung to him like a spider. As he penetrated me deeply, I actually felt it wasn't so bad.
In the end, I still didn't resist his intrusion, and even swayed my hips in rhythm with his thrusts. "I want more, I want more."
"You little slut." Seeing me submit to him, he excitedly entered me again.
"Meow." I woke up to find myself turned into a cat again, and he was lying naked next to me, his penis that had entered me last night facing my cat face.
Thinking of what he did to me last night, I angrily reached out my cat paw to grab his penis. Huh, I missed! He had lifted me up.
"Awu, you're here! Did you see a boy with cat eyes?" He obviously woke up at the same time as me.
"Meow!" I was startled and quickly shook my head. He muttered to himself, wondering how a cat could understand human speech, then put me down and went into the bathroom. I breathed a sigh of relief.
Thinking about last night terrified me. If he caught me again when I transformed tonight, I'd be finished. Time to get out of here! I crouched down and jumped out of bed, leaping out of the open window. Luckily, I was on the second floor, or I might have fallen to my death.
I escaped his villa along the lawn and strolled aimlessly through the streets, while people stared at me in astonishment.
"Isn't that the Earl's cat?" Wait, does my face say "Whose cat am I?"
"Yes, the Earl is the only one who keeps black cats here. Now, the Earl will definitely be worried. Let's take it back quickly." Oh, I see. That startled me. Wait, they're going to take me back? No! But I was still caught by the group and taken back to the Earl's mansion.
"Poor Awu, you must be lost." He picked me up, examined me closely, and then put me down again. "Looks like I need to build you a house, otherwise you'll run away again." And so I was forcibly confined in his enormous house made of gold—or rather, a huge cage; I became a golden hamster locked in his room.
Midnight arrived again, and I paced anxiously in my cage. Oh no, this is terrible! I gripped the switch with all my might, finally managing to pry it open at ten o'clock and jump out. Since the clock had already struck several, I hurriedly jumped into his bathroom, then transformed back into human form. Just as I was about to go out to find some clothes, he appeared before me again.
"I knew you'd show up again." I was back in his clutches. "This time I've prepared a gift for you." He took out a golden collar, and I turned to run away in fright, but he saw through my intention. "You're still just as disobedient." He twisted my hands behind my back and put the collar around my neck.
"Not bad, just as beautiful as I imagined." He sighed, looking at my choker. One large hand gently pinched my pink nipples, while the other moved to my buttocks, his fingers probing my still slightly numb anus.
"Still so tight. I didn't expect to feel like a virgin after just one time." He sighed, withdrawing his fingers and then inserting a second.
"No." I shifted my hips, not wanting him to invade me again.
"You say no, but you really want it here." He suddenly inserted a third finger, thrusting it in and out rapidly. My already tight inner walls gripped his fingers tightly.
"Please, spare me, I really don't want this." I didn't want to become his sex slave; I wanted to go back to my own world.
"Tsk tsk tsk, so disobedient. I'm best at dealing with disobedient people." He was clearly excited again. I sighed at what was about to happen, inwardly cursing where that idiot messenger was, why hadn't he come to my rescue?
He tossed me onto the bed, got up, and brought over a plate of things. "These are lychees that were just flown in. Would you like to try some?"
"I've always loved to eat, but I never gain weight no matter how much I eat, so I like anything edible, especially after eating cat food all day. Now that there's something so delicious, I can't let it pass me by.
" "Hehe." I felt his smile was malicious, and since lychees have shells, he wouldn't kindly peel one for me, would he? Sure enough, he made me lie face down on the bed, placed a pillow under my waist, and my entire buttocks faced him. I felt him use his fingers to pry open my anus and insert something round and protruding. It hurt so much.
"What did you put in there?" I had to ask, in pain.
"Didn't you want lychees? I'm feeding you." He then took another one and inserted it, one after another, until the ninth one, when he couldn't insert any more.
"Every time I see you, you're not wearing any clothes, so I specially prepared clothes for you." What he took out wasn't clothes, just a small pair of shorts. And those shorts seemed to be made of denim, very high quality. He put them on me. I don't know if it was intentionally made too small, but it felt so tight on me, especially with the lychee inserted in my anus. The rough shell of the lychee rubbed against my inner walls, and combined with the constriction of the denim shorts, it felt incredibly uncomfortable.
He then found a locket, fastened one end to his neck ring, and pulled it up. "Get up, walk a few steps, see if it fits." I stood up under his pull and took difficult steps forward. The lychee in my anus seemed to have broken inside due to the muscle contractions caused by my walking.
"No, the lychee is broken." I stopped. The feeling of something stuck inside my anus was extremely uncomfortable.
"Do you want to get it out?" I nodded hurriedly. "Suck it in your mouth, and I'll get it out for you." He wanted me to perform oral sex again. To solve the problem in my anus, I slowly walked towards him. This time, he untied my hands but grabbed the locket around my neck.
"Help me take off my pants, and do it yourself." He plopped down on the edge of the bed, waiting for my actions. I approached him tremblingly, my hands shaking as I unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper. To my surprise, he wasn't wearing underwear; his penis was sprawled in front of me. I looked at him awkwardly.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and do it!" he glared at me. I carefully took his penis and put the tip in my mouth, but seeing my slow movements, he pressed my head down and shoved his penis into my mouth. "Ugh!" I felt like I couldn't even breathe.
"Same as yesterday, hurry up," he commanded. I sucked as he had instructed yesterday, while he bent down and pulled off my denim shorts, spreading my buttocks and using his fingers to scoop out the nipples one by one. Sure enough, some were already broken inside, juice leaking out.
"So sweet." Then he licked his fingers, and I blushed with embarrassment. No one had ever done this to me before. He suddenly lifted me up by the waist, putting me upside down, my buttocks facing his face.
"No!" I quickly spat out his penis.
"Suck it." He commanded me, squeezing my limp penis forcefully. I had no choice but to take it back into my mouth.
"It's so sweet." He stuck out his tongue and licked my anus, even sticking his tongue inside and licking incessantly.
"No, it's dirty." I felt disgusted myself.
He ignored me and continued licking. I finally couldn't help but spit out his penis, lowering my body to try and escape, but he pulled me back into his arms because of the lock.
"Hmm, I've noticed that your personality is like a cat's, even your appearance is a bit like one, especially those cat eyes." He lifted my face and looked at it carefully. "I wonder if you look like one when you lie down." He meant what he said, pressing me down and pulling on the lock. "Hmm, you really do look like a cat." Did I really become a cat after being a cat for two days?
"Ah, you look so seductive." No way, it's you who made me like this. "Such a perky ass, it's so wonderful to do it." He was obviously savoring the taste of last night.
He pulled up the chain, knelt behind me, and thrust into my anus from behind, slapping my buttocks with his hand. The pain made me crawl forward, but his other hand held my waist, preventing me from escaping his grasp. In this bestial position, he once again ravaged me. Finally, my body was filled with his semen all night. I never believed in the concept of a "seven-times-a-night man" before, but seeing him, I believed it.
So, I transformed back into a cat during the day and escaped at night, only to be found and forced onto the bed by him every time. A month passed.
That morning, I woke up to find I hadn't transformed back into a cat, but I wasn't human either; I had a human body but cat ears and a tail. I screamed in fright, waking him up.
"What are you?" he asked, pointing to my ears and tail.
"I don't know." In the past month, my body had become accustomed to his penetration, even feeling reluctant to leave him.
"Who are you?" he demanded, pulling on my cat tail with a sharp tug, the pain almost bringing tears to my eyes.
"Alright, alright. I'll tell you, I'm your black cat, A-Wu." Then I told him about meeting the clown.
"What? You're only temporarily in spirit form, and you'll go back later? I won't allow it." He hugged me tightly, as if afraid I'd fly away.
"How did you get here?" I looked at the black cloak behind him. "Where have you been all this time? You're only showing up now." Do you know how much I've lost?
"I just found a suitable body and came to inform you right away, and you don't even appreciate it." The black cloak also looked angry.
"Don't leave me." He hugged me tightly. "Never leave me." Seeing his panicked look, my heart wavered a little, and I even saw a hint of love in his eyes.
"You'd better decide quickly, or you'll never be able to go back." The black cloak looked like he was saying, "It's up to you."
"I------- I'm not going back." I answered through gritted teeth. When I was a cat, he pampered me; when I was a human, he loved me. How could I leave him?
"Phew," the black cloak seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
“But you have to find a way to change my current appearance.” I don’t want to have cat ears and a cat tail for the rest of my life.
“You’re like this during the day because you have too much yang energy. If you want to be a cat, then he needs to behave.” The black cloak pointed at him.
“Then what if he wants to revert to human form during the day?” he suddenly interjected.
“That’s simple. As long as there’s enough yang energy, he can become human again. It’s up to you.” The black cloak winked at him.
“Understood. I’ll work hard to keep you human.” After saying that, he pressed down on me again.
“Can I not stay human?” I hoped to dampen his enthusiasm.
“No.” Everything was understood without words.

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