Lost and Found in the Jungle   COPYRIGHT 2004 by Catman. Violation results in Hungry felines eating the violater. She began to cry as she eased down onto the wet ground. She had been wandering in the jungle for days now, and she knew it was over. Her food was gone, as was her water, and she was lost with no sign of a way out. At one point in her life, she was an explorer, one of the few humans in the buisness anymore. She was sent here to find the ruins of an ancient feline race, but wound up losing her guide and her way on the first day. Now, she was trying to survive. A battle she knew now that she would not win. She put her face in her hands and sobbed, losing all control. ******** He walked silently among the jungle plants and animals. Hismost recent catch was quite the struggle. The rabbit native had a spear in hand and blood on her mind. She wanted some tasty feline meat. But instead she BECAME the meat. So sad really. Now he was on the hunt again. He knew something delicious smelling had come this way, and he intended to find it. Moving more like his feline appearence would suggest, he speeded along swiftly. He was hungry, and something in this jungle was awaiting him for dinner. ********** She Began to sweat in the jungle heat. She knew she would not last long, maybe an hour or so more before she would lose it, and then... But she heard something in the bushes. Perhaps something was gong to save her after all? No, that would be too much to hope for at this point. All she prayed that it was something that would be gentle. She stared twords the bushes with eyes opened as the form emerged. It was a feline. He was a bipedal one as well, with his face painted and wearing the garb of a native cannibal. He bore a nasty set of claws which, in any other case, would make her want to scream in fear and beg for mercy. But his face showed something else. His blue eyes shone in the din light of the jungle, and his face showed one not so much of malice, but of curiosity. She wondered how she must look to him. *********** He was not pleased with where the tasty scent led him. It was human, that was for sure. But not one in good shape. She was thin and weak, her bones showing under the skin. Her clothes were tattered and torn, reveling two small breasts, hardly fit for a meal to him. She looked also like she was in severe pain, and had been crying for some time. Needless to say, He felt not hunger at the site, but pity. He withdrew his claws and leaned down to her. 'Murrr....mutrva.....echo....' He said in his native tounge. She stared, unable to understand and therefore unable to respond. He knew right away this was not going to be easy. ******** She listened to him speak in his native tounge for some time. She wanted to speak, but found she did not posses the strength. It was clear this was getting nowhere. But then, she felt dizzy...weak.....Everything began to blurr and go black. The last thing she saw was a feline face, saying two words she recognized. 'No Fear.' With that, she blacked out..... ************ She opened her eyes slowly. She was not as weak as she was before, but she still felt like she could not move. She looked about as best as she could. She was in a hut of some sort, made of local trees and vines. She was laying on the pelt of a humanoid mouse, from what she could see of it. She began to fear for her life on seeign that. Soon after, the feline walked in, carrying a tray of food. ' You Fine now.' He said in a soft voice. It was clear this was hard for him, speaking her language, but how he knew it at all was a mystery to her. 'Where am I?' She asked, her tone silent and weak. 'Home.' The feline answered. He opened a dish, which contained some sort of dessert within, made from local fruit. 'You Eat?' The tried to take it, but it hurt so much to move her arms and legs that she began to cry. He sushed her quickly. 'No Fear.' 'Who are you?' She asked. 'Me.' He pointed to himself. 'Me Zaso.' He pointed to her. 'You?' 'Me? I'm Carla.' She replied. Zaso was such an unusual name to her that it left her totally in shock. What could it mean? 'If I may ask, What does Zaso mean in your language?' 'Zaso? Chef.' He smiled at that and licked her lips. 'You, no call Carla. Zaso call you Daxa.' She was perplexed. 'Daxa? What does that mean?' He smiled and licked his lips. 'Daxa. Food.' SHE SCREAMED!!!!! He was going to eat her! She began to strugle as hard as she could, but it hurt so much to do so. She began to cry for a bit. But then he touched her, ever so gently. He lifted her to him. She could not resist, but felt the warmth and softness of his fur. 'After Daxa, You Zasa. Wife.' He licked her cheek, removing the tears and holding her close. She did not understand that, but she let him comfort her as best as he could. She knew that he would eat her, and that she was too weak to resist. So this was it then, she thoguht. 'Zaso means husband as well then?' She asked, trying not to be scared. He nodded, a smile of love on his face. 'But why?' Zaso sat beside her and helped her lie down again. 'Zaso eat many. But all resist Zaso. All hate Zaso. Zaso hear your dreams. Zaso know you like idea of being with Zaso. Daxa scared only of death. Zaso say Daxa no fear death no more. Zaso be kind to Daxa.' 'But I would resist if I could.' She admitted, thinking her fate sealed. Zaso shook his head. 'Zaso no think so. Zaso see into your mind. Zaso show Daxa what he see?' She went wide eyed for a moment, then nodded. 'Show me.' Zaso closed her eyes and began to mumble. She began to see herself, naked, looking into the eyes of a predator. Not Zaso, but definately feline. She recognized the scene. It was her dream as she drifted off in the jungle. The feline drew his claws and sliced into her, tearing her up and eating her alive. She felt it all as he did. Ohhh... it felt good, becoming part of the predator. Then, she saw another scene, her prepared by a large bear, like a turkey on thanksgiving or a true cannibal feast. Then, she is placed into a big coal oven, roasted slowly by the flames. She screams out in delight as she comes to, and finds she has orgasmed al over herself! Zaso smiled as she came to. 'Zaso like Daxa for that. Daxa maybe like being with Zaso?' She began to stammer. She did not know what was what now. Was this what she really wanted? She did not know at the moment. She looked to Zaso. 'I'm hungry.' She said softly. Zaso smiled and gave her the dessert. She lowered her face to it and took a bite slowly. Mmmmmmm... It was delicious!!! It was a mix of pineapples and watermelon, topped with a delicious cream she could not place. But she did not care. She bagan to eat it greedily, like a pig would eat from a troff. Zaso smiled as he watched her eat, her face getting rather messy. Without the ability to use her arms or legs (They still seemed unmovable), She found this the best way to eat her other dishes, which included a tasty chicken pot pie and a rich, extrememly sweet pinapple cake. When she was done, Zaso wiped her clean with a bit of mousefur. Thus began the relationship. But what was to come, no one could expect. TO BE CONTINUED... Lost and Found in the Jungle, Part 2 By Catman *Chomp......munch....slurp* Zaso was feeding Carla, or Daxa as he called her, for about three days. She was no longer weak, her need for food quenched. Now, she was being served like a servent would serve his queen. Zaso was such a good chef too. It was hard to resist the constant waves of delicious treats. After each meal, she would get a nice massage. Zaso was so good to her. But she knew he was going to eat her, and that made it hard all over again. She could not bring herself to like him. True, she had fanticized about it, but those were only fantasies! She couldn't see that happen in real life! She would have nightmares at night in the hut she was in, of the death that was sure to come. He may be nice, but he was still going to kill her! But that night, Zaso came in, a look of worry on his face. Carla looks at him as he approaches. "A midnight snack, Zaso?" She asks. She tries not to look afraid. "Daxa scared." He says, sitting by her. "Zaso no mean to scare Daxa." Carla nodded. "I'll admit that being eaten is a fantasy of mine, but I am scared to see it fulfilled. When it happens..." Zaso put a paw around her and drew her closer. "Zaso no kill Daxa. Zaso only eat Daxa." "Isn't that the same thing?!" SHe said, almost shouting, a tear in her eye. Zaso only smiled and shook his head. "Zaso can no explain. Zaso only say no fear of death, Daxa." He purrs and hugs her against his fur, purring and licking her cheek. She slowly returned his love, looking into his eyes. THose sapphire eyes. She had only to gaze into them to be comforted again. The thoguht he would eat her vanished. She began to wrap her arms around his neck, and gave a long, deep kiss. He holds her tight against him, trying to comfort her. At last, they release the hold on one another, and he departs. She eyes his shaft as he turns and leaves. Smiling again, she returns to sleep. ************** The next day resumes the feeding process, and she eats the food rather slowly. Her once trim figure is starting to plump out in all areas. Zaso smiled as he felt her after she had finished her meal of roast turkey and potatoes. "Zaso get you fat, but Daxa not be too fat." He licked his lips and began to work on her. All of a sudden, however, a voice, defiantely femine, came from outside. "YU TANNA ZASO EATARA WATAMADE!" "Zaso enemies!" The feline said. "Daxa stay here. Zaso hunt." With that, he heads out, claws drawn. There is several sounds of a struggle for about five minutes. Carla, during this time, slowly crawled over to the doorway to see what Zaso was fighting. It was another animal person, alright.But unlike Zaso, this one was not a predator creature. Rather, it was a mouse woman, naked and furless. She carried a spear with her and was slashing at the feline. Already he was wounded, a gash on his arm. But he wasn't about to lose so easily. He charged her after a bit and knocked the spear from her hands. At that moment, she saw Carla. "Huumar.....Yumnyum!!!!" She gave Zaso a kick then charged after Carla. She let out a scream as she was pinned by the mouse woman, who licked her lips. She leaned down and took a bite of her shoulder, causing Daxa to scream in pain. The mouse woman licked her lips and prepared for another bite. Suddenly, the mouse woman was heaved off of her and tossed aside. Zaso was holding the mousegirls spear, and thrust it into her chest. The mouse girl let out a single scream, then was silent. Zaso then came over to Carla. "Daxa hurt!" He said in fear. "Daxa hurt bad! Zaso cure Daxa." He lifted her to her bed. The last thing she saw was his smile, then she fainted. ************* Carla awoke to the smell of roasting meat. Zaso was at the table, eating the mouse nativ, or what was left of her. Her arms were gone by now, as was one of her breasts. Zaso looked over to Carla, a look of suprise on his face. "Zaso no want Daxa to see this." He said, gulping. "Daa no need to see this. Daxa no have to face this when she food." Carla got up. She looked at his meal and at him. "But cats eat mice." She said at last. Zaso looked at her. "Daxa, what real name again?" He said. She smiled. "Carla." Zaso purred as he heard her name. "Carla... Carla Daxa. Carla nice. Zaso sorry he try change Carla name." Carla smiled and hugged. She turned away from what was once a native mousegirl, now only roasted meat to feast upon. All she saw was Zaso, who had saved her life. ************* That night, after Zaso had finished his meal, CArla was taken to bed. Zaso smiled and laid her in it. "Zaso save mousegirl stuffing for when Zaso eat Carla Daxa." He said. "taste good." He bagan to walk away. "Wait." Carla said. He turned to her again. "Thank you for saving me today. My shoulder will heal in time, but it doesn't hurt now." "Zaso glad." She looked at the feline shaft again, and cannot hide her feelings any longer. "Zaso, have you ever been with a woman before?" Zaso tilted his head some. "What that mean?" Carla smiled. "Come here, and I will show you." The feline came to her and lay beside her. She smiled and wrapped her arms around him, her slit welcoming his shaft as it is sucked into her. Zaso went wide eyed in surprise, then began to murrr and stir his cock inside her. She moaned in pleasure and began to manuver her partner over her, Her arms wrapped around his neck. Zaso smiled as she did this and reaised what was happening. He began to move his whole body around on hers, massaging all her sensitive areas, nibbling on her neck and cheek. She moaned in pleasure, their lovemaking turning more and more animal. It was some time later that they orgasmed all over each other, screaming out (in Zaso's case, roaring out) in pleasure. In the afterglow, they held each other tight, enjoying one another. "Zaso..." Carla said at last, "..........I.........I love you." Zaso smiled as he heard that. He decided to sleep there that night. "Zaso love Carla too, and Zaso will till all is gone." Thus, they slept, happy in their company. The explorers continued their search, rifles in hand. For two days now they have hunted for the missing explorer Carla, but with no success. The leader, a huge man, human of course, was geting angrier and angrier. "MOVE IT, ASSHOLES!!!" He told his team. And they listened out of fear. For the man was Diablo Sadam, the meanest and most diobolical of all explorers. He was also Carla's ex-boyfriend. "Sir," One of the explorers said, sweat on his brow, "I cannot keep up. I have to rest." BAM! A blast form Diablo's shotgun ensured that the explorer would rest... in peices. The rest of the team walked past the new body, two large holes in the chest and a look of suprise forever frozen on his face. ************** Zaso, even as primitive as he was, knew the sound of gunfire. He knew when evil hearts were in the jungle, and he knew they were coming. Why was what he did not know. "Zaso afraid. Zaso can no protect Daxa from flame stick." He thought for a moment. "Daxa now too plump to go far. Zaso need help. One can help Zaso, but Zaso fear ask them..." He returned swiftly to his hut, where, laying on the soft bed, was Carla, known to Zaso as Carla Daxa or just Daxa. For two weeks now she was fattening up, and plump she was now. Her whole boy: her legs, thighs, arms, breasts, even her ass and face now are much more rounded and much more tasty looking. She was his pig, his long pig, almost ready for the feast. But she was more than that recently. Since their first bit of sex, they have been lovers. Moreover, Carla has welcomed more and more the idea of being food. She has even teased him some, mentioning what she wants him to eat first! But when she saw his look of worry, she began to be concerned. "Zaso?" She said. "What is it? Is it time yet?" She knew sooner or later she was food. But this was not that time. "Carla Daxa in danger. Bad men come. Blood I smell on them. Human blood. No eat men, kill for fun." Carla knew of only one man who was like that. "No! It ouldn't be! Not Diablo!" Zaso tilted his head. "Who Diablo?" "An explorer like myself. But he is abusive, cruel, and evil. I dumped him shortly before I came here. No doubt, he will kill you if he sees you with me." "Bad men no get to Daxa. Daxa meal and mate. Zaso find help to protect Daxa. Zaso no let Daxa get hurt." "No Zaso!" She said, tears in her eyes. "I won't let you get hurt for me! Just run and let him find me. I won't see you get hurt!" But Zaso did not listen. He was already off, searching for aid. He knew where to go. Carla only watched and shivered in fear. She placed the mouseskin blanket over her naked body and cried, praying that he would be okay. ************ "TELL ME WHERE THE BITCH IS!!!" Diablo screamed, his shotgun pointed right at a mouse native, tears flowing down her cheek. "Mana no kepulta Zaso entr..." BAM! The mouse never finished. Blown in half by the manical explorer, she was forever silenced. He tuened to the other explorers, who shook in their shoes. "These natives are stupid and will not help us. No matter, the tracks lead in this direction, about two weeks old. If you see a native like that stupid mouse, kill slowly and painfuly. But Carla must be unharmed. I have plans for her." "I thoguht we came to rescue..." BAM! The hat of the loud mouthed explorer was shot off. "RESCUE?! HAH! We are here to take her back with us and make her wish she was dead. And anyone who gets second thoughts will have more than just a hat shot off." With that, they marched silently on, leaving the dead native behind them. ****************** Zaso loked at the native girl in sadness. He hugged the top of her torso, a tear shed for her. "Badmen come for Daxa. They on trail. Zaso must hurry." He rushed along the trees and paths which only he knew of. He was silent as he passed the men, shooting at another native. It is a narrow miss, but she still runs in fear. Zaso has an idea at that point. After all, the enemy of my enemy is my fiend, so the saying goes... *********** Word has spread through the native village of mice that murderers are in the area, but they do not know where. Fear is the main feeling among the natives, who, once proud hunters, are now targets. The children in the area cry when they hear of the death of their mother from another native. This was the scene Zaso came into. Letting out a mighty roar, the entire village turned to him, spears ready, but more in fear than eagerness to hunt. After all, every time they have hunted Zaso, they have been eaten! "Zaso beg Namoru tpo help." Namoru was the name of the people, who, on hearing their name, all turned to the feline. "Namoru please help Zaso." The feline continued. "Daxa in danger. Namoru in danger. Zaso in danger. Bad men kill all if can." At that point, a strong female warrior mouse approached, obviously the chief. "Zaso not welcome among Namoru." She said. "Zaso no let Namoru take Zaso to feed children. Zaso instead feed himself on our warriors!" "Zaso no strike first blow." Zaso said. "Zaso alone. Zaso no want be alone. Zaso want Daxa as wife, and fight now for Daxa. Zaso fight alone if have to, but Zaso know Daxa die if Zaso fail." The warrior nodded. "Zaso make point, but Namoru no help Zaso. Bad men not Namoru problem." Zaso pointed to the orphans, still crying over their mother's death. "They no your problem?!" The warrior fell silent. She looked at the mouselings, so sad and alone now. she remembered all that she did with her parents. The mouselings here would not have that now, because of the bad men. She grew in rage and hate towards them. "Zaso right. Namoru aid Zaso, on one condition: Namoru eat all caught bad men." Zaso nodded. "Zaso accept." The chief shouted to the warriors in their native language, who immediately took up spears. Two dressed in nothing but a chef's hat began to heat up a roaring fire. If they manged to get the bad men, there would be a feast tonight! ******** Carla lay there, munching nervously on a fruit that Zaso had brought her this morning. She Was scared. It must have been two hours since he had left. This was the longest she had been alone since he found her. Still, she kept her hope alive. Then she saw it. A shotgun, smoking and covered in blood. And she recognized who was holding it too. Diablo. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the little slut who thoguht she could dump me. Well, I will punish you for that. Boys!" Three men came in, brised and weak from travel, but obeying out of fear. "Leave me alone, bastard!" Carla screamed as the three men four men came slowly closer. "You seem to have been eating very well, little piggie!" Diablo laughed. "You're so fat now, tubbo!" The men kept silent until they realised from Diablo's glare they were supposed to laugh too. "But you know, I hear fat women are more fertile. LEt's find out. BIND HER!!!" The three men took rope that they had and procceded to tie her wrists and ankles. They were bent behind her painfully. Then, Diablo began to slap her across the face. She cried for him to stop, but he cointinued. "That's enough, Di." One explorer said. "This is going too..." WHAM! A smash from Diablo's fist sent the explorer to the ground, bleeding buckets. Diablo glared at him. "Enough is NEVER enough." Diablo said, a mad look in his eyes. He went to hit her hard in the stomach... WHAM!!!!! Pouncing him from behind, Zaso smashed against Diablo. He collapsed to the ground. But when he looked up, there were at least a dozen natives looking at him hungrily, and Zaso was holding Diablo's shotgun! "Bad man LEAVE DAXA ALONEEEEEEE!!!!!!" He screamed, Ready to kill Diablo. Carla shook her head. "No Zaso. Don't kill him. He isn't worth it." She said. Te mouse natives untied her. "You Daxa?" The Chief said, approaching her. Daxa nodded fearfully, remembering the last encounter with the Namoru. But the Chief only smiled. "Daxa lucky Bitch." She looked to the explorers who assisted Diablo. "You three eat kind." She then looked to Diablo. "YOU die painful death." She motined to her warriors to tie Diablo up. "You will not hurt anyone anymore Diablo." Carla said. She then looked to the other explorers, who Shivered and shook as they heard they would be eaten. The Chief smiled at them. "You no evil heart. You no be treated bad. You come back as husbands for Namoru. Namoru like you. Namoru hate him." She pointed to Diablo as she said the last part. "You three nice. Be nice to Namoru, Namoru be nice back. Namoru swear." The three were bundled up by natives and cuddled as they were carried out. Diablo, on the other hand, was dragged out, the native pullling him laughing. The chief made a bow to the twosome and then left herself. "Daxa hurt." Zaso said. "Zaso sorry Daxa get hurt." Carla smiled and cuddled the feline. "It's ok. You saved me from him, and that is all that matters now. I never said this before, but being with you is the best thing that ever happened to me. And when you eat me, because I know you will, I hope I am very tasty." He gazed into those eyes of his. "I love you." Zaso could have been knocked over with a fether as she said those words, but it did not really matter. Carla eased him down beside her and gave the feline a long, loving kiss. Zaso smiled and began to lay into her, animal lust overpowering the next several hours. ******************* At the Namoru village, the meal is quickly prepared. Young and old alike gather about to feast on three cooked explorers, all cooked to death. The natives smile at the roasted explorers, dining on them all through the night and celelbrating that even when forced to be evild resist and be good. But elsewhere in the camp, the Chief dined on a man that was only killed and drained of his blood. That man was Diablo. Yet, through voodoo arts, he was still alive, and felt his life end painfully, tormented forever as he had tormented others. When all was said and done, the NAmoru added three male mice warriors to their number, and placed the head of Diablo on a spit, forever in pain till the end of time. Zaso smiled as he finished gathering the wood. He licked his chops some and looked twords the hut where his lover and meal, Carla Daxa, was laying. He smiled. She knew sooner or later she would be food for the feline. That day had come at last. As Zaso finished making a fire pit and setting up a platform to cook Carla, she was sipping a brew Zaso had made her. He did not say what it was, only that it lasts a long time. Carla wondered what that meant, but said nothing. 'Well,' She said, finishing the drink after a bit. 'I'm dinner now. Not a bad way to go really, especially after all he has done for me.' She looked herself over and couldn't help but giggle somewhat. 'I guess Zaso loves his women large in every way!' Even as Carla said that, Zaso entered, a smile on his face. 'Daxa ready?' He asked. She nodded slowly in reply. 'Good. Zaso hungry. Daxa make good feast.' He approached, revealing a small vial of spices from behind him. He smiled at Carla, who slowly began to get up. the duo walked out into the jungle clearing where Zaso lived, and were might by quite a sight. The sun was setting, and there was just enough of a break in the trees to watch it set. 'My God, that is so beautiful.' Carla said, still led out by her feline lover. 'I always loved watching the sun set back home, even as a child.' Zaso smiled and led her onto the grill, over the logs that were ready to light. 'Zaso like color sun gives when it sleeps. It makes many no creature ever seen. My people, when many as trees in jungle, worshipped sun. now only I left.' 'Wait then!' Carla said, going wide eyed as she realized there might be a connection to what she was looking for! 'You're people, were they... The Shantu?' Zaso nodded. 'Shantu. Zaso last of Shantu.' She had found them! Or rather, what was left of them. She smiled as she realized that she had found and fallen in love with what she was searching for in the first place! 'I was looking for the Shantu, Zaso. I was trying to find any type of reference to their peoples, and I found you. All along, I thought I would never find what I was looking for, and was happy all the same. But now that I know, it makes me only happier.' Zaso smiled broadly. 'Daxa led to Zaso by Fate then. Fate bring Daxa to Zaso. It was Daxa's Destiny before all made.' He purred some. 'Now Zaso know Carla one for Zaso.' With great care, Zaso laid Carla onto the grill. It was not uncomfortable, rather it felt nice. Ever so gently, Zaso began to sprinkle the spices over his meal. The smell was thick with garlic and pepper, which almost made Carla sneeze. He rubbed the spices in, massaging her meat on every part. he smiled as she moaned in pleasure. Once he was done with the massage, He picked up a large bowl of juices. 'Open.' Zaso said, to which Carla opened her mouth wide. As she drank the juices, Zaso smiled, his tail twiching in delight. He would dine well. At last, He got an apple from the table, the first that Carla had seen. He placed it into her mouth, pressing it in firmly, so that it's juices dripped into her maw. It was then that Carla tasted that soimething was different about this apple. It was much sweeter than any she had ever tasted, and yet at the same time also very tart. She mmmed at the taste. The meal preparations complete, Zaso lit the fire underneath Carla, licking his lips. The fire blazed almost in an instant, the flames working their magic on her body. Zaso smiled as the smell of Carla roasting could be smelled for miles around. No animal came near her though, as Zaso kept his eyes opened. As for Carla, the flames seemed to cover her lkike a blanket, and she soon began to feel very sleepy, It was not long before sleep overtook her, leaving her motionless, like any pig cooking in a fire. But it was strange. She still felt alive. She could look around, and saw below her her form, roasting over the fire, Zaso turning it over after a time with a large prong. It felt so weird to her as she watched. Zaso took her off the fire about three hours later, the intense flames cooking her body rather quickly. He sharpened a long carving knife and began to slice into her legs, cutting meat, fat, and bone wirth ease. Carla saw it all as she seemed to be floating above him. She saw how pretty she looked still, despite being bronzed in the fire, the grill marks all over her body. Even stranger, she could feel what she saw. She could feel being eaten up, sliced into, even torn apart by Zaso's sharp jaws. She could feel herself being chewed upo, swallowed, savored, digested, to become one with the feline. And to majke it even stranger... SHE LOVED IT! The feel was just as she knew it would be in her dreams, wonderfully pleasureable. She almost smiled as she saw her roasted form suddenly orgasm without explination, shooting out delicious juices which had basted her insides. Zaso made quick work of his meal, Eating legs, arms, breasts, and chest without stopping in the least. He then sliced into her rear, and mmmmmmed at the taste. 'Good ham.' He said. Carla smiled as she heard that. It was odd to see her form being eaten like this, knowing that that was her being consumed, but at the same time, it was wonderful! At last, only her pussy was left, and Zaso was hungry for it. He savored the taste of it, rich with her juices. taking it much slower than he had taken with the rest of her, he took small, delicate bites. It drove Carla mad with ectasy as she witnessed and felt it, unable to control how good it felt. At last, it was over. Only her head remained, and she smiled at the thought of being one with him. But she would not see the last moments. hings went dark for her at that moment, and she began to dream. She saw her whole body, naked, thin again, as it was before she came to the Jungle, before she had met Zaso. But then she saw itr slowly change. In a swirling vortex of all different colors and some she never saw before, she saw her body lose it's normal shape. Her ears became pointed, and moved up to the top of her head. Her hands blended together, the nails withdrawing into them. The same happened with her feet. Her anus sprouted a long, furry tail, and her whole body began to grow fur. She now knew what was happening. She was becoming a Shantu, just like Zaso. Her face was no longer that of a human, but of a feline. And the dream ended as she saw the face smile back at her and approach her. She opened her eyes, wondering where she was for a moment. She had never seen this place before. It was not her home in the states, nor was it Zaso's hut. It was a ruined city. She knew it well when she saw it in detail. It was the city of the Shantu. And there, standing at the door of one of the buildings, was Zaso, much plumper than he was, but still gazing at her with those saphire blue eyes. 'Carla alive again.' He said. And when Carla looked at her form, she knew he was telling the truth. No longer was she human in any way. She was Shantu now. She got up and rushed into Zaso's arms. Withoiut a word, she kissed him deeply, holding him tight. 'Zaso, Carla gone forever.' She smiled and licked his face. 'I Daxa now. Daxa your wife.' Zaso nodded. Carla was lost forever, never to be seen again, but Daxa would live on happily with her new husband. The Shantu would start again, and would number as many as the stars above. She knew it in her heart. She had lost her past, her hope of escape, her human form. But she found love at last. And a hunger for humans and mice. But THAT is another story. THE END.                                                                             Back to Catman