.. yeah, something that feels right.Like you know transgendered people? I’m not comparing my thing to that, of course, but ... well, let’s just sa... I have a newfound appreciation for them. I’m sure that if they could, they’d push a button and be comfortable with the junk they were born with.It’s not that I want to be a cat. I just keep having these dreams where I am a cat, and after I do, I feel weird for the rest of the day.Hell, I’ve never even owned a cat. Where the fuck do these urges come. I tug hard, my scream muffled as my wrists pop, but remain in place. Thoughts are running wild, where am I? Why cant I see? My breathing becomes ragged, as I try to breath around the thing between my teeth. It catches, and my body stills when I hear a soft chuckle. Savoring these early moments, I watch her slowly wake. She looks worried… perfect. I could get used to the sound of her muffled moans. Oh if she only knew what I have in store for her. Hello Skye, Do you know who I am? The voice. He pulls the fabric away from her skin and begins to cut it away, leaving the straps so that her breast is framed and held. She realizes that she’s been grinding her mound against his knee; she wants to stop so she doesn’t give this guy the pleasure of defeating her, but her hips seem to have a mind of their own.He bends over again and begins to kiss, lick, suck and bite the flesh of her breasts; he starts at the base of each one in turn and begins to spiral in to the nipple, covering every. Pickpocketing or stealing food probably I thought to myself before, to my surprise, trouble found me. The girl skidded around the corner and ran straight into me to bounce back and fall on her backside with an audible "Ooof!" In a cloud of dust, she gave her head a shake as I stepped forward to see what she looked like and find out who she was.In a day when time didn't seem to matter much at all it came to a slow stop. The girl looked about twentyish give or take. She had long unkempt walnut.