USER: >>>> Sasha She'd heard the rumbles and felt the tremors, they all had. It had been happening for about an hour off and on. It was enough to put everyone on edge and wary of staying in the open for longer than necessary. Sasha pulled her little brother into her family's selected hiding place with her. Being leopards the family had chosen to make their home in the trees. Suitably camouflaged to be unnoticeable from above it had taken years for their parents to weave branches together to form walls and a wonderfully rain proof ceiling. They even had the necessary scurry hole dug out among the large root system. Everything a feline family needed in the present day and age. From their scurryhole Sasha and Alvin could just hear their mother and father above collecting the few items they'd need to wait out the disturbance. She was also able to feel the vibrations growing stronger. Whatever it was, it was getting closer. She hugged her little brother tighter. Then, it happened. Then their small settlement was found. Not having experienced anything like this before her judgement of the adversary's nearness was a bit off. To her it seemed that whatever was coming would happen the next second, and yet the tremors kept growing in power. Her brother whimpered against her signaling he felt the same. The seconds that went by seemed like hours to the two small felines huddled inside the family's scurryhole. The sudden thrumming scream of live wood tearing she felt through the roots around he...

USER: Conservation and Preservation >>>> Sasha She'd heard the rumbles and felt the tremors, they all had. It had been happening for about an hour off and on. It was enough to put everyone on edge and wary of staying in the open for longer than necessary. Sasha pulled her little brother into her family's selected hiding place with her. Being leopards the family had chosen to make their home in the trees. Suitably camouflaged to be unnoticeable from above it had taken years for their parents to weave branches together to form walls and a wonderfully rain proof ceiling. They even had the necessary scurry hole dug out among the large root system. Everything a feline family needed in the present day and age. From their scurryhole Sasha and Alvin could just hear their mother and father above collecting the few items they'd need to wait out the disturbance. She was also able to feel the vibrations growing stronger. Whatever it was, it was getting closer. She hugged her little brother tighter. Then, it happened. Then their small settlement was found. Not having experienced anything like this before her judgement of the adversary's nearness was a bit off. To her it seemed that whatever was coming would happen the next second, and yet the tremors kept growing in power. Her brother whimpered against her signaling he felt the same. The seconds that went by seemed like hours to the two small felines huddled inside the family's scurryhole. The sudden thrumming scream of live wood tearing she felt through the roots around her told just how off she had been. She hugged her brother tighter as the sound of splintering filled their hiding place. The tortured shriek of wood being torn apart above them mingled with that of her parent's. Alvin pulled himself free of her arms and crawled toward the entrance of the scurryhole even as dirt rained from between the shocked root system above them. Sasha stopped crawling after her brother at the sudden crash of daylight streaming into their hole. They both stopped moving and looked through the sudden opening up to the surface. Seconds later Sasha saw the splintered bole of what was once their tree invade the space from above. Awestruck at the sight of a small part of their once mighty tree being moved so casually she could only watch as it was withdrawn just as easily. To her young mind the situation called for only one thing. Freeze and hope the larger predator would go away. The splintered trunk was driven down into their scurryhole again. In the slow, almost frozen moment before the true terror came she actually recognized just what part of their home tree the huge spike came from. The next instant it seemed as if the backlog of time came crashing through her inability to understand just what was happening with the force of a damn burst. Everything came happened in a rush of horror. The jagged diagonally splintered edge of the bole moving with the indifferent force of an avalanche. The stunned upturned face of her brother, his expression showing the knowledge that he was squarely in the path of the splintered jagged edge. His arms and paws placed on the upward sloped entrance of the exposed scurry hole. They both knew then, they were both experiencing a moment in time were nothing would ever again be as it had been. Seeming to be hours long in the impact and a fleeting instant in the experience. The breathless fraction of time just before that inevitable movement of the branch, as slow and inexorable as the slip of a gripped knife just before it cut into your own flesh. The impossibly harsh reality that the stuff of their home could be used to do harm to one that had taken shelter within it. The agony of reality brought crashing through and shattering the perceptions of youth to the brutal realized of life in a predatory world. The next instant and most of what came next was mercifully sucked into a sunless pit of shock. Unfortunately her last memory before the darkness shrouded her senses was her little brother falling back against her staring in shock at the bleeding stumps of his arms. Darin "Yes, see. I told you how they hide." Gary said. "You have to flush them out." Darin watched as his professor dug the hole wider. He held the male leopard against the ground with a foot paw. The female had escaped and was i the brush hiding. That male was face down in the dirt and struggling to get out from under. Perhaps, Darin thought, he could escape and join his mate. The idea brother a smirk to his face. He was trying to be careful but the excitement was getting to him. The sense of his own empowerment was making him respond, just a bit. It was but an effortless matter to keep the male under his paw. He felt and heard a bone crack under him. A moment later he knew it had been loud enough for his mentor to have heard. Gary paused and turned to the younger rat. "I told you to be careful. We need to keep the healthy ones undamaged." "Sorry sir." Darin replied. He moved his foot off the cat and pressed a finger on the center of his back. Crouching closer he examined the male for damage. The bone of his thigh had broken. He reached down to lift the male up but failed to grasp him properly. Claws raked across the back of his paw. "Fuck." "Here, hold them like this." Gary instructed as he plucked the feline from his grasp. He held the male in the air by the loose pelt at the back of his neck and smirked. "When you take them like this they always submit, see?" Nodding at his seniors example he looked at his hand. The scratches were shallow and hardly bled. Looking back he smirked with Gary at the male. He was held by two fingers at the back of his neck and yet that was enough to subdue the cat. They cat had brought his feet up and tucked his tail between his legs. He'd even managed to bring his broken leg halfway up. Now completely submissive he was a perfect example of their race. The large grey offered the male to him. He carefully took the cat from his professor. Once he demonstrated that he could grip a feline properly Gary nodded acceptance. "Well, now that he's damaged, you might as well have him." "I really didn't mean to." Darin said, contrition and apology clear in his tone. "I understand. He's useless to us now, so go ahead." Darin took a moment to look the feline over. This one was larger than most. Almost two finger lengths long, not counting the tail, and meaty. He could feel his response again. Deciding to savor the rare treat he brought the cat close and sniffed. Fear and pain filled the male's scent. Darin's member surged out at the sense of power over their former enemy. With a smile Gary turned back to digging out the other cats from their hidey-hole. He still glanced over at his student occasionally. It was after all a sight even those in their positions rarely enjoyed. Darin took his time with the rare luxury. Licking the fur of the male's belly he felt his member finish coming to fullness. It was an incredible feeling. To have one of their ancient foes so under his power. Ageless instincts screamed at the nearness of the feline foe and yet the more evolved part of his brain begged for this. He smiled as his breath stuttered out of him. Another lick of the feline's fear scented fur caused his male hood to ache with need. He took hold of himself to combine life's two greatest pleasures. As he continued his mind roamed over his professor's lessons. Darin took the male's tail into his mouth. Holding the feline overhead and lifting him he pulled the cat's tail from his mouth. Still stroking himself slowly he watched as the cat's tail whipped about above him. The male's fur now lay against his pet, slicked down and drenched in Darin's saliva. It had little flavor left in it. The rat extended his tongue to catch the thin tail and sucked it back into his mouth. The texture of the furred tail back in his mouth and against his tongue stimulated him just a bit further. Darin kept his strokes slow. He wanted to extend this as long as possible. it was nothing to them to indulge in a little self pleasuring in public. What did it matter anyway? At the size they'd become it was impossible to get any privacy. His professor's casual stare barely registered to him. He was enjoying his delicacy far too much to care. Positioning the cat's tail just right Darin paused. With his tongue he pressed it up against his incisors. The boney shaft of the male's entire tail fit snugly in the Shallow V shaped grove between his two front teeth. This was power. To have the tail of a hated cat between his teeth and they were powerless to do anything to stop him. He let his tongue roam over the feline tail just a few seconds more. Darin Pulling the squirming cat free he took a deep breath. It was such a heady feeling. Having the entirety of a living being, one that had once been a hated foe, completely under control. He all but stopped stroking himself. He was close to the brink. Tonguing again at the cat's belly Darin grinned. This was the ultimate experience. Professor Green's remembered lessons still whirled through his head. The full knowledge of their history only added to the experience. Ages ago this cat he now held at his mercy would have been more than capable of tearing Darin limb from limb. That had been then, now their roles had reversed. Better yet, the solution to the rat's predicament continued to grant them an even larger advantage of the felines. . Lowering the leopard back into his maw Darin pulled the right leg deep inside his mouth. His teeth felt around the joint of thigh and hip. His tongue probed the fleshy muscle of the cat's leg. He savored the feeling,

USER: Conservation and Preservation >>>> Sasha She'd heard the rumbles and felt the tremors, they all had. It had been happening for about an hour off and on. It was enough to put everyone on edge and wary of staying in the open for longer than necessary. Sasha pulled her little brother into her family's selected hiding place with her. Being leopards the family had chosen to make their home in the trees. Suitably camouflaged to be unnoticeable from above it had taken years for their parents to weave branches together to form walls and a wonderfully rain proof ceiling. They even had the necessary scurry hole dug out among the large root system. Everything a feline family needed in the present day and age. From their scurryhole Sasha and Alvin could just hear their mother and father above collecting the few items they'd need to wait out the disturbance. She was also able to feel the vibrations growing stronger. Whatever it was, it was getting closer. She hugged her little brother tighter. Then, it happened. Then their small settlement was found. Not having experienced anything like this before her judgement of the adversary's nearness was a bit off. To her it seemed that whatever was coming would happen the next second, and yet the tremors kept growing in power. Her brother whimpered against her signaling he felt the same. The seconds that went by seemed like hours to the two small felines huddled inside the family's scurryhole. The sudden thrumming scream of live wood tearing she fe...

USER: Conservation and Preservation >>>> Sasha She'd heard the rumbles and felt the tremors, they all had. It had been happening for about an hour off and on. It was enough to put everyone on edge and wary of staying in the open for longer than necessary. Sasha pulled her little brother into her family's selected hiding place with her. Being leopards the family had chosen to make their home in the trees. Suitably camouflaged to be unnoticeable from above it had taken years for their parents to weave branches together to form walls and a wonderfully rain proof ceiling. They even had the necessary scurry hole dug out among the large root system. Everything a feline family needed in the present day and age. From their scurryhole Sasha and Alvin could just hear their mother and father above collecting the few items they'd need to wait out the disturbance. She was also able to feel the vibrations growing stronger. Whatever it was, it was getting closer. She hugged her little brother tighter. Then, it happened. Then their small settlement was found. Not having experienced anything like this before her judgement of the adversary's nearness was a bit off. To her it seemed that whatever was coming would happen the next second, and yet the tremors kept growing in power. Her brother whimpered against her signaling he felt the same. The seconds that went by seemed like hours to the two small felines huddled inside the family's scurryhole. The sudden thrumming scream of live wood tearing she felt through the roots around her told just how off she had been. She hugged her brother tighter as the sound of splintering filled their hiding place. The tortured shriek of wood being torn apart above them mingled with that of her parent's. Alvin pulled himself free of her arms and crawled toward the entrance of the scurryhole even as dirt rained from between the shocked root system above them. Sasha stopped crawling after her brother at the sudden crash of daylight streaming into their hole. They both stopped moving and looked through the sudden opening up to the surface. Seconds later Sasha saw the splintered bole of what was once their tree invade the space from above. Awestruck at the sight of a small part of their once mighty tree being moved so casually she could only watch as it was withdrawn just as easily. To her young mind the situation called for only one thing. Freeze and hope the larger predator would go away. The splintered trunk was driven down into their scurryhole again. In the slow, almost frozen moment before the true terror came she actually recognized just what part of their home tree the huge spike came from. The next instant it seemed as if the backlog of time came crashing through her inability to understand just what was happening with the force of a damn burst. Everything came happened in a rush of horror. The jagged diagonally splintered edge of the bole moving with the indifferent force of an avalanche. The stunned upturned face of her brother, his expression showing the knowledge that he was squarely in the path of the splintered jagged edge. His arms and paws placed on the upward sloped entrance of the exposed scurry hole. They both knew then, they were both experiencing a moment in time were nothing would ever again be as it had been. Seeming to be hours long in the impact and a fleeting instant in the experience. The breathless fraction of time just before that inevitable movement of the branch, as slow and inexorable as the slip of a gripped knife just before it cut into your own flesh. The impossibly harsh reality that the stuff of their home could be used to do harm to one that had taken shelter within it. The agony of reality brought crashing through and shattering the perceptions of youth to the brutal realized of life in a predatory world. The next instant and most of what came next was mercifully sucked into a sunless pit of shock. Unfortunately her last memory before the darkness shrouded her senses was her little brother falling back against her staring in shock at the bleeding stumps of his arms. Darin "Yes, see. I told you how they hide." Gary said. "You have to flush them out." Darin watched as his professor dug the hole wider. He held the male leopard against the ground with a foot paw. The female had escaped and was i the brush hiding. That male was face down in the dirt and struggling to get out from under. Perhaps, Darin thought, he could escape and join his mate. The idea brother a smirk to his face. He was trying to be careful but the excitement was getting to him. The sense of his own empowerment was making him respond, just a bit. It was but an effortless matter to keep the male under his paw. He felt and heard a bone crack under him. A moment later he knew it had been loud enough for his mentor to have heard. Gary paused and turned to the younger rat. "I told you to be careful. We need to keep the healthy ones undamaged." "Sorry sir." Darin replied. He moved his foot off the cat and pressed a finger on the center of his back. Crouching closer he examined the male for damage. The bone of his thigh had broken. He reached down to lift the male up but failed to grasp him properly. Claws raked across the back of his paw. "Fuck." "Here, hold them like this." Gary instructed as he plucked the feline from his grasp. He held the male in the air by the loose pelt at the back of his neck and smirked. "When you take them like this they always submit, see?" Nodding at his seniors example he looked at his hand. The scratches were shallow and hardly bled. Looking back he smirked with Gary at the male. He was held by two fingers at the back of his neck and yet that was enough to subdue the cat. They cat had brought his feet up and tucked his tail between his legs. He'd even managed to bring his broken leg halfway up. Now completely submissive he was a perfect example of their race. The large grey offered the male to him. He carefully took the cat from his professor. Once he demonstrated that he could grip a feline properly Gary nodded acceptance. "Well, now that he's damaged, you might as well have him." "I really didn't mean to." Darin said, contrition and apology clear in his tone. "I understand. He's useless to us now, so go ahead." Darin took a moment to look the feline over. This one was larger than most. Almost two finger lengths long, not counting the tail, and meaty. He could feel his response again. Deciding to savor the rare treat he brought the cat close and sniffed. Fear and pain filled the male's scent. Darin's member surged out at the sense of power over their former enemy. With a smile Gary turned back to digging out the other cats from their hidey-hole. He still glanced over at his student occasionally. It was after all a sight even those in their positions rarely enjoyed. Darin took his time with the rare luxury. Licking the fur of the male's belly he felt his member finish coming to fullness. It was an incredible feeling. To have one of their ancient foes so under his power. Ageless instincts screamed at the nearness of the feline foe and yet the more evolved part of his brain begged for this. He smiled as his breath stuttered out of him. Another lick of the feline's fear scented fur caused his male hood to ache with need. He took hold of himself to combine life's two greatest pleasures. As he continued his mind roamed over his professor's lessons. Buche was another of Gary's students. He was an enormous burly red furred mouse with a musclegut and massive beefy muscles. As the other giant rodents he joined this expedition to have the opportunity to grab and handle some felines. He saw the catch of Darin took the male's tail into his mouth. Holding the feline overhead and lifting him he pulled the cat's tail from his mouth. Still stroking himself slowly he watchedand felt somewhat jealous. He would have loved to get one big cat in the clutch of his meaty hands too. As he was dismantling one of these big cats nest he suddenly spotted a small grey form sneaking out rapidly and taking advantage of a tiny he just torn out to scuttle and running toward a grove of tiny trees. The colossal mouse stood up and chased the grey furred form immediately. "It's too late Buche !" Said Gary with a chuckle. "You won't get him, he will be hidden too well now." Buche didn't listen and rushed among the trees and knocked down several of them. The humongous form of the red furred mouse searched among the trees and bush as the cat's tail whipped about above him. The male's fur now lay against his pet, slicked down and drenchedif they were tufts of grass in Darin's saliva. It had little flavor left in it. The rat extended his tongue to catch the thin tail and sucked it back into his mouth. The texture of the furred tail back in his mouth and against his tongue stimulated him just a bit further. Darin kept his strokes slow. He wanted to extend this as long as possible. it was nothing to them to indulge in a little self pleasuring in public. What did it matter anyway? At the size they'd become it was impossible to get any privacy. His professor's casual stare barely registered to him. He was enjoying his delicacy fara chaos of broken trunk. Buche was excited too much to care. Positioning the cat's tail just right Darin paused. With his tongue he pressed itcalm down. But his obstinacy eventually paid as Gary Had the surprise to see the massive red mouse standing up against his incisors. The boney shaft of the male's entire tail fit snugly in the Shallow V shaped groveand holding the squirming grey feline victoriously between his two front teeth. This was power. Toof his thick fingers. "Well, good job !" Said Gary as he moved closer of his student. The grey furred rat adjusted his glasses. "Hmm, a male pardinensis cheetah, quite a rare specimen. You're lucky to have the tail of a hated cat between his teeth and they were powerless to do anything to stop him. He let his tongue roam over the feline tail just a few seconds more. Darin Pulling the squirming cat free he took a deep breath. It was such a heady feeling. Having the entirety of a living being, one that had once been a hated foe, completely under control. He all but stopped stroking himself. He was close to the brink. Tonguing again at the cat's belly Darin grinned. This was the ultimate experience. Professor Green's remembered lessons still whirled through his head. The full knowledge of their history only added to the experience. Ages ago this cat he now held at his mercy would have been more than capable of tearing Darin limb from limb. That had been then, now their roles had reversed. Better yet, the solution to the rat's predicament continued to grant them an even larger advantage of the felines. . Lowering the leopard back into his maw Darin pulled the right leg deep inside his mouth. His teeth felt around the joint of thigh and hip. His tongue probed the fleshy muscle of the cat's leg. He savored the feeling,caught him." "It's my first catch professor, can I keep him ?" Asked Buche with his low toned and resounding voice.

USER: She'd heard the rumbles and felt the tremors, they all had. It had been happening for about an hour off and on. It was enough to put everyone on edge and wary of staying in the open for longer than necessary. Sasha pulled her little brother into her family's selected hiding place with her. Being leopards the family had chosen to make their home in the trees. Suitably camouflaged to be unnoticeable from above it had taken years for their parents to weave branches together to form walls and a wonderfully rain proof ceiling. They even had the necessary scurry hole dug out among the large root system. Everything a feline family needed in the present day and age. From their scurryhole Sasha and Alvin could just hear their mother and father above collecting the few items they'd need to wait out the disturbance. She was also able to feel the vibrations growing stronger. Whatever it was, it was getting closer. She hugged her little brother tighter. Then, it happened. Then their small settlement was found. Not having experienced anything like this before her judgement of the adversary's nearness was a bit off. To her it seemed that whatever was coming would happen the next second, and yet the tremors kept growing in power. Her brother whimpered against her signaling he felt the same. The seconds that went by seemed like hours to the two small felines huddled inside the family's scurryhole. The sudden thrumming scream of live wood tearing she felt through the roots around her told just...

USER: At his home Buche had all the time he wished to examine very closely the comparatively diminutive anthropomorphic cheetah. The grey furred feline wiggled under the enormous inquisitive fingers of the gigantic 160 feet tall mouse. His fangs could not even pierce his thick skin. Buche held him firmly immobilized and used a magnifying glass to gaze each marvelous details of the cheetah's anatomy. Buche felt a deep arousal at the close proximity with this helpless creature that was among the more fierce predators of his kind before they grown to colossal sizes.

USER: She'd heard the rumbles and felt the tremors, they all had. It had been happening for about an hour off and on. It was enough to put everyone on edge and wary of staying in the open for longer than necessary. Sasha pulled her little brother into her family's selected hiding place with her. Being leopards the family had chosen to make their home in the trees. Suitably camouflaged to be unnoticeable from above it had taken years for their parents to weave branches together to form walls and a wonderfully rain proof ceiling. They even had the necessary scurry hole dug out among the large root system. Everything a feline family needed in the present day and age. From their scurryhole Sasha and Alvin could just hear their mother and father above collecting the few items they'd need to wait out the disturbance. She was also able to feel the vibrations growing stronger. Whatever it was, it was getting closer. She hugged her little brother tighter. Then, it happened. Then their small settlement was found. Not having experienced anything like this before her judgement of the adversary's nearness was a bit off. To her it seemed that whatever was coming would happen the next second, and yet the tremors kept growing in power. Her brother whimpered against her signaling he felt the same. The seconds that went by seemed like hours to the two small felines huddled inside the family's scurryhole. The sudden thrumming scream of live wood tearing she felt through the roots around her told just...

USER: Buche started to examine his comparatively diminutive captive. That rare anthropomorphic pardinensis cheetah was longer than the more common jubatus ones, ans his fur greyish with black spots. The giant approached the tip of an inquisitive forefinger from the trembling feline and probed his belly. That cheetah had firm abs and through his muscles were looking ridiculous compared to the massively muscular frame of Buche he was probably a strong feline compared to the ones of his size.