- General McCallahan: What in blazes is the aning of this broadcast? My intelligence brief indicated this was a priority directive for strategic observation. Explain the operational paraters and the designated objectives here. Why precisely am I viewing... this?
- Captain Tavares: Sir, with all due respect, can you not see the cat ears? The tail? We are witnessing, for the first ti in recorded history, a monster willingly serving a human! This is unprecedented biological and social integration, General! How could you possibly miss such an obvious detail in the field assessnt?
General McCallahan remained conspicuously silent after that.
- 🦊VixieHex, Monster Dom VTuber: Ooooh, look at that eager little kitty go! She’s got her tongue veeeery deep in Kai’s business! Get it, girl! I might just convert, who needs to run after monster cock when you’ve got a man like this? Though, truth be told, I’d probably still miss the razor-scale texture of a Basilisk’s shaft, or the electric thrum of a Storm Wyvern’s bulge, and definitely the gooey, squelching suction of a Sli Lord’s tentacles! A girl’s gotta have her variety, you know? I’m sure Kai wouldn’t mind.
Princeless Princess: He would!
🦊VixieHex, Monster Dom VTuber: Oh? And who exactly are you, sweetie? The self-appointed morality police?
Princeless Princess: I am the one and only moderator of Valhalla’s Sinners! It is my sworn duty to keep the stream clean of perverts and those who wish to badmouth mbers of the group. Bastet might be a new addition, but I won’t let you tarnish her image!
- Elon Reinhold, CEO of PulseNet: ... My previous offer stands, but I am now prepared to double it. I demand exclusive rights to the horny feline. My acquisition team is standing by. Na your price. And stop tainting my catwif- asset any further!
Despite the quirky and outright insane comnts from a few specific users, the rest of the stream chat was a torrent of a different kind: a flood of legitimate, pressing questions.
The sheer anomaly of Bastet, a subjugated monster, openly and willingly servicing her human owner, had captivated the world’s most powerful entities. Governnt accounts, typically stoic and reserved, were now actively participating, their inquiries logical and to the point.
- [Official_DFN_Logistics]: @Valhalla’s Sinners, Requesting imdiate clarification on species identification. Is the subject a Class-A sentient entity? What is her threat assessnt post-subjugation under your control?
- [Gov_Sec_Analysis]: @Valhalla’s Sinners, Do you believe that the thodology of subjugation you exercised over this monster is a reproducible process for other monster types?
- [National_Resources_MGMT]: @Valhalla’s Sinners, exactly what biological and magical resources does this specific monster class possess? Are they transferable or scalable after this... bond is established with you?
- [International_Ethics_Comm]: @Valhalla’s Sinners, what are the ethical paraters of this arrangent? Is the monster’s consent truly uncoerced, given the observed physical interaction and apparent ’subjugation’ you perford?
Kaiden glanced at the scrolling chat, and soon, a long, defeated sigh escaped his lips. "Gods, there are just so many questions, despite the mbership requirent to send ssages..." he muttered, shaking his head.
He looked over at Aria, offering her a charming smile. "Could you be a darling and read them out for ? I’m a bit... occupied." He gestured subtly down at Bastet, still diligently at work on his pecker and jewel sack.
Aria’s eyes sparkled. She gave a cute, eager nod, her brow furrowing in concentration as she looked at the screen. Her eyes darted across the rapidly updating text, then widened in frustration. She stomped her foot on the ground, her coconut breast-holders shaking mightily under the duress she put them under. "I can’t read so fast, Kai! It’s all moving too quickly!"
He sighed dramatically."It can’t be helped, I suppose. I’ll just have to pick one at random."
"Alright, this one," Kaiden announced to the stream. He cleared his throat and read aloud: "- 🇰🇵SupreCommanderIlGon says that... Bastet owed in his wife’s dialect. Her purring sounded like the voice of his lost beloved, Panthwae. He shall sell 101% of his national rice storage to ask one glorious question. Confirm if she still rembers his na."
Kaiden paused for a second with his hand moving to stroke the soft fur behind Bastet’s large feline ears. Her purring, which had been a steady rumble, imdiately intensified, vibrating with renewed fervor as she continued to suckle on his mber with single-minded focus.
A low grunt escaped Kaiden’s throat as the intensified purring sent a deep thrum through him, a unique sensation that vibrated exquisitely against his already sensitive mber locked deep inside her warm mouth. He hadn’t expected the sheer power of her contentnt to translate into such potent physical feedback.
It was at this precise, purring, mber-vibrating mont that the Paragon of Sin definitively concluded: catgirls were, unequivocally, turbo-aweso.
He took a slow, deliberate breath, steadying himself against the wave of pleasure that had montarily jolted him. A quick blink, a subtle shift of his weight, and Kaiden was back in control, his expression effortlessly returning to one of casual amusent for the stream.
"Supre Commander IlGon... As for your generous offer of 101% of your national rice storage, Supre Commander... while I truly appreciate the gesture, I am, at heart, a magnanimous fellow who wishes for nothing more than world peace and the end of global hunger." He winked at the cara in his girls’ eyes before adding, "Therefore, I simply cannot accept such a vital commodity. Consider your question answered out of the kindness of my heart; no additional paynt necessary."
He gave Bastet’s ear another gentle rub, eliciting a deeper, more satisfied rumble from her. "Bastet does purr beautifully, as you can clearly hear. But I must correct you. Bastet is no one’s dead wife, I’m afraid. She is my one and only beloved tanned kitten."
Bastet, usually quick to protest that term being used on her, was far too engrossed in her current activity to even register the slight committed against her person.
🇰🇵SupreCommanderIlGon: I don’t care about my rice storage! My people will eat grass if I tell them to!
🇰🇵SupreCommanderIlGon: You DARE to lie, impudent bastard?! You DARE to defile the mory of Panthwae, the Eternal Flower of the Juche Revolution?! I shall unleash the righteous fury of a thousand suns upon your cursed abode for such blasphemy! Prepare for total annihilation! The very soil beneath your feet will boil!
Kaiden inwardly shrugged. North Korea and its random nuclear threats were the least of his concerns right now.
At the sa ti, the chat exploded with outrage of a different sort.
- EliteWatcher99: What the hell?! I didn’t pay 10 Chronos for you to pick that idiotic question! Answer my questions or REFUND! NOW!
- CryptoBaron: My Chronos! What a waste! Give my money back! This is an outrage!
- CuriousVIP: Refund! Refund! This is unacceptable! I want answers to important questions, not this random weirdo’s dead wife fantasies!
Kaiden simply smirked at the rising tide of outrage. He knew he’d already snagged all the easy money. Those who hadn’t paid the 10 Chronos mbership fee by now were either genuinely poor, not curious enough to open their wallets, or simply content to leech off the questions posed by others.
His gaze flicked to the live mber count on the screen: 1,297 mbers.
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