Kir's Raspy Tongue and the Flawless Pussy
Cats love that fishy taste, right? I'd heard that the spines on a real cat's tongue are sharp and rigid, but was that only for actual cats and not cat beastkin? The bumps on Kir's tongue were just slightly rough, nothing more. And thanks to that...
-Slurrrp...♥
"Hah...!"
I shoved my cock straight into Kir's mouth and couldn't help letting out a gasp of admiration at the sensation—worlds apart from any other woman's mouth.
-Squelch♥ Scraaape♥
Just like when I'd touched it with my hand earlier, as soon as something entered her mouth, Kir's body instinctively nibbled lightly, as if testing whether it was edible, her tongue stroking it appraisingly. Those slightly pointed bumps joined her tongue in wrapping around my glans from the base, gently scraping along my shaft. They tickled in a weirdly pleasurable way while clinging to every inch like a massage.
'Fuck... this feels insane!'
It felt so goddamn good I nearly cursed out loud. I grabbed her twitching cat ears, stroking them gently as if pleading don't bite, then collected myself and started moving my hips little by little.
-Plop♥ Plip♥
As I pushed deeper inside, the bumps curved toward the back of her mouth brushed softly past my cock. Once I'd buried it nice and deep, I began pulling back.
-Scraaaape♥
"Ngh...!"
The moment my cock moved in the opposite direction, its surface got teasingly raked by those soft spines, stimulating the skin while scooping up every drop of precum leaking from the tip. Kir had been savagely gnawing at my cock with her fangs and tongue, but then she curled her tongue inward, swallowing the pooled precum toward the back of her throat.
-Gulp♥
Mixed with her saliva, the precum slid down. And in that instant, her body—which had been ferociously tearing into its "prey"—froze for a moment. Then...
-Lick♥
Her tongue, which had been roughly scraping my glans, now gently caressed it before sneaking another dribble of fresh precum.
"Nyaaang...♥"
Purring contentedly as if she'd decided it was to her liking, she started lapping at it like a cat with churu treats—even without me thrusting, her tongue flicked eagerly.
"She likes the fishy taste, huh?"
"Nyaaang♥."
I had no idea how her body was moving on its own or reacting so cat-like with such limited motion... but hey, it worked for me. It was less foreplay and more like savoring prey, but her tongue wrapped around my cock more aggressively now, ramping up the pleasure. Just moments ago, she'd seemed ready to chew me up whole, but when I paused, she let out a demanding growl, as if urging me to keep going.
"Nyaaah!!"
"Okay, okay, here you go."
"Nyaaawn♥."
A cozy feeling washed over me, like I was raising a pet cat—mixed with the bizarre thought that I was basically fucking a cat. Whatever. Whether she liked the musky scent or the sticky precum, Kir now focused her tongue on the slit at my tip, licking and sucking to tease me more. The bumpy spines raked along the groove behind my glans, teasing the skin, while prodding the veins bulging along my shaft.
"Urgh... Kir!!"
"Mmf?!♥"
As I neared my limit, I called her name and yanked her head forward, forcing her down until my cock plunged deep into her throat, unleashing my load.
-Spurt, spuuuurt!!♥♥
"Mmmph! Nyaaawn!♥"
She'd resisted my rough handling at first, but the moment she tasted and smelled the cum flooding her mouth, she went still and suddenly compliant. Desperate to unload all the pent-up lust from days stuck with the real Kir, I pumped every last drop into her mouth before slowly pulling out.
-Pop♥
Her tongue's bumps sucked up the final drops, and her replica savored it, rolling the cum around on her tongue. Then...
"Purrr...♥"
She purred deliriously, swirling and gulping it down with obvious delight. Watching her, I teasingly pressed my cock back to her lips. Her nose twitched at the lingering semen scent, and she stuck out her tongue, flicking eagerly.
'This is crazy...'
Part of me wanted to feed her another load just like she craved... but first, I wanted to check something else.
"Let's see... how's it down here?"
Kir was fully stripped, her naked body on display. Earlier, I'd been too fixated on her soft tits and raspy tongue to notice, but now her most intimate spot was exposed too. Unlike her fluffy tail and ears, her pussy was surprisingly hairless—smooth and powdery. The contrast with the rest of her made it stand out even more enticingly.
"Phew... don't get your hopes up."
Even so, my cock twitched back to life at the sight, but I'd deliberately savored her tits and mouth first, ignoring it. I didn't want to build up expectations and get disappointed, wilting my erection.
"I'd touched her other parts while she rubbed against me, but never really this."
Recalling past experiences: Even with Laila and Karen replicas, perfecting their pussies had taken time. Laila never got fully replicated inside—I ended up fucking the real one instead. For Karen, months of training, absorbing her mana, and glimpsing her naked finally let me replicate it, but even then I botched the hymen at first, needing Laila experience to supplement. Barely managed a perfect copy.
'But Kir... we've only been together a few days, and no full nudity like with Karen...'
My guess: Understanding was lacking for a flawless Kir replica. Especially since my ability benefited from innate human knowledge for Laila and Karen.
"Even this replica shows beastkin and humans are similar yet different enough."
Human knowledge wouldn't fully cover "beastkin" instincts. So I'd braced for lower quality than Laila or Karen... but so far?
'...no signs of that at all.'
I'd expected flaws like with first Laila—clothes not replicating inside, unable to strip properly. But this Kir had perfect pale skin underneath, even her signature raspy tongue. Not just ears and tail—instinctive beastkin behaviors too, blowing my mind earlier.
'So... maybe?'
I'd prepared for disappointment, but mouth and tits alone were so good my hopes swelled. Heart pounding, I reached for her plump, closed labia.
-Squish♥
'...Whoa.'
Texture: perfect. Failed replications felt unnaturally stiff, but pressing her labia with a finger, it yielded softly just like the real thing. Savoring the squish, I spread her legs slightly, buried my face between, and pried her labia apart with both hands.
-Spreaaad...♥♥
'...Inside's perfect too.'
Despite telling myself not to expect much, anticipation built. Her tiny urethral opening and cute hole inside looked flawlessly replicated. Maybe even deeper? Hymen too? Was Kir a virgin anyway?
'Only one way to check.'
I wetted my finger with saliva and slowly slid it into her spread pussy.
"Nyaaang...♥"
Surprisingly, while grabbing her tail or ears roughly triggered growls of protest, she accepted my touch here without resistance. If anything, her hips lifted slightly, welcoming it...?
-Squelch♥
Miscellaneous thoughts vanished under the wetness on my fingertip and the vaginal walls clenching rhythmically. Kir's inner pussy— which I'd assumed would be incomplete—was replicated to a stunning degree.
"...Why, though?"
It was great news, but I voiced my confusion. First beastkin replica, sure, but I'd copied goblins and kobolds—non-humans—before, so I'd estimated Kir's quality. Yet...
'No way the insides replicated this well without direct contact, like stroking her pussy or full nudity...'
Same tent? Sleep-talking contact? Nah, not enough. Unless she'd ground her pussy on my arm in her sleep or something...
'Maybe beastkin and humans aren't structurally that different? Boosted my beastkin understanding more than expected...'
Pondering causes, I gently stirred my finger, probing her depths. Her small frame meant even one finger got a firm squeeze.
"Tight."
Despite some tit play and cum-feeding—not real arousal—her pussy was just lightly damp, not soaked. But with perfect replication down here, no way I'd waste it. I withdrew, resalivated thoroughly, spread her legs wider, and began loosening her up tenderly.
"Nyaaang...♥"
Her instinctive body purred approvingly now and then, guiding my finger. Focusing on sensitive spots, keeping it lubed with spit, her narrow entrance gradually relaxed.
"Flexible, huh?"
Started barely taking one finger; now, after working it, she handled three or four easily. Her agile body was limber in crazy poses—pussy matching that flexibility?
'Want to loosen more, but... replication power's running low.'
After fingering and even using my mouth to prep her, once she could take my cock, I positioned my aching shaft between her thighs. Still tightish, but with mana left for just minutes...
'Genuine reactions so far, but it's a replica...'
Real girl would hurt without more prep, but time pressed—I aligned my glans with her snug entrance. Then...
-...Sliiiide♥
Slowly thrust forward.
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Meanwhile.
"Nyaaawn... played too hard."
Kir, distracted by Steel Fortress's wonders on her first visit, yawned tiredly as she entered the inn. She'd gone too far, returning late.
'Hng. Wanted dinner with Yuseong. He's back, right? Said something about mines.'
Rubbing her empty, rumbling stomach, she climbed the stairs to her room.
"Kinda craving something fishy..."
For some reason, her mouth watered at the thought of fishy flavors. Mumbling, she headed to her room—passing Yuseong's two doors down.
'Hm?'
She froze at a noise, staring at his door.
'...What was that sound?'