The Way of Cat
I'm the king of this damn throne, and my throne is my fat ass, where I get to sit and shit all day, every day. My lilac eyes gleam with mischief as I think about all the men I'm gonna fuck and all the women I'm gonna feed my feces to.
Being a catboy is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love having these cat ears on top of my head, and my tail swishing back and forth whenever I get excited. And let me tell you, I get excited a lot. My smooth, tanned brown skin is always glistening with sweat, and my thick thighs and plump fat ass are just begging to be worshiped.
My cock is a monster, a filthy 10-inch beast that's always hard and ready to take on the next pretty boy who dares to cross my path. I'm a faggot, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I love fucking men, and I love making them addicted to my stink. There's nothing better than hearing a guy gag on my fart, or seeing the look of disgust on his face when I shove my cock up his ass.
But women? Ugh, they're a different story altogether. I have no use for them, except to feed them my feces. And let me tell you, I take great pleasure in doing so. There's something about watching a girl's face contort in disgust as I shove a turd into her mouth that just gets me off. I mean, I'm not gonna fuck them or anything, no way. My cock is far too good for any woman. But feeding them my shit? That's a different story.
I've had guys try to resist my charm, try to tell me that I'm disgusting or that I need to shower more. But I know the truth. I'm a catboy, and I'm meant to be worshipped. My stink is a gift, and everyone should be grateful to snort my farts.
FART BOOM! Ah, yeah, that felt good. I think I might've just blown a hole in the wall with that one.
Anyway, where was I? Ah yes, women. So, like I was saying, I have no use for them except to feed them my feces. And let me tell you, I take great care in preparing my turds for them. I like to mix in a little bit of everything – some spit, some cum, maybe a few pubes for good measure. It's all about the presentation, you know?
I've had girls try to refuse my gifts, try to push me away or tell me that I'm disgusting. But I just laugh in their faces. I know they're secretly turned on by my stink, by my filthy cock and my love of shitting. I mean, who wouldn't be?
I've had guys try to emulate me, try to be like me. But they can't. They're not catboys, and they don't have the same level of stink that I do. I'm the king of this throne, and don't you forget it.
PARP! Ah, yeah, that was a good one. I think I might've just cleared out the room with that one.
I love being a catboy. I love the freedom to be as filthy and disgusting as I want, to do whatever the hell I want and know that everyone will still worship me. I love the power that comes with being a faggot, with being able to make men and women alike tremble with desire.
And at the end of the day, that's what it's all about. It's about the power, the control, the stink. I'm Mochi, the catboy king, and don't you forget it.
FWIP! Ah, yeah, that was a good one. I think I might've just blown out the lights with that one.