The initial shock was starting to fade, but my body kept betraying me. I could still feel the hot, tight wetness of her interior enveloping me, even though she remained motionless on top of me, her hips pressed firmly against mine. Her fluffy tail moved slowly, brushing against my thigh every time it swayed, as if it had a life of its own. It was a strange sensation, almost electric, that prevented me from thinking clearly.
I tried to push her away gently, but she clung tighter, digging her nails lightly into my shoulders.
"Who... who are you?" I stammered, my voice hoarse from the confusion and from what had just happened. "And... what the hell just occurred?"
The cat girl slowly lifted her head, placing her hands on my chest to prop herself up a little. Her golden eyes, now wide open, stared at me intently. At first, I had thought she was a hallucination, but now I could see her clearly under the moonlight: a beautiful human-like face, pointed ears covered in soft fur, and that tail that wouldn't stop moving, wrapping and unwrapping around my leg.
Suddenly, her ears perked up and pulled back slightly, as if she had just realized something important.
"You... don't have ears," she murmured, leaning closer to examine me. Her warm breath grazed my neck, and her tail twitched faster, gently tapping my side. "Or a tail. You're... a pure human?"
I frowned, trying to process it.
"Pure human? I'm just a normal man. I just... died, I think. And now I'm here, naked, in a forest, with you on top of me after... that."
She blinked several times, and then an expression of absolute surprise crossed her face. She sat up fully, but without separating; she was still straddling me, and every small movement she made caused my body to react again, involuntarily.
"A man! A real man!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement. Her ears moved forward, and her tail whipped the air forcefully, brushing my skin in a way that nearly drew a gasp from me. "I thought you were one of us at first, because of the scent! But now I see it... you're much taller, stronger... and you don't have ears or a tail."
She paused, looking at me as if I were a newly discovered treasure. Her hands slid down my chest, exploring with curiosity, and her tail wrapped possessively around my waist.
"In this world, men are born very rarely," she explained, her voice dropping to a reverent whisper. "Only one in every ten births, sometimes less. Most of them are weak, small... nothing like you. That's why many of us don't have an owner. We live free, but... we always search for someone strong to protect us. To claim us."
Her eyes gleamed with something intense, almost hungry, as her tail tightened more.
"I don't have an owner," she added, leaning in until her face was inches from mine. "I've never had one. But you... your scent drove me crazy from the moment you appeared here, wounded and cold. I had to give you my warmth to save you. And now..."
She bit her lower lip, her ears trembling.
"Now you're mine. Or... am I yours?"
The silence of the forest enveloped us. Her tail kept moving, constantly brushing my skin, and I, still inside her, felt how her interior contracted slightly with every word, as if her body was claiming me too.
I didn't know whether to laugh, scream, or simply surrender to whatever was happening.
But one thing was certain: this new world had already changed me forever.