Chapter 2: The Pussy Kat on the Prowl

(Tags: Face fucking, Tentacle Sex, Multiple Penetrations, Catwoman, Cheating etc... )

After making sure he had turned off the computer system properly, Bob Dillon walked out of the office area with a small office bag in his hand.

Bob was man in his late fifties; he’d started working as stenographer at this company but with advancements in technology all the workers were being laid off from their Stenographers positions.

It was only because of his loyalty and his close relationship with the owner of the company that he was moved to work with the MIS department as a data entry officer and for the past decade he was happily doing his job.

So, today being his twenty-first marriage anniversary, he wanted to take half day and spend the rest of the day with his wife, but due to some emergency Audit that would be done tomorrow he had to enter all the manual data into the company’s system.

He looked at his wrist watch; it was past one PM. When he talked with his wife about the emergency at the office she was quick to get angry and shout at him, so he had convinced his boss to at least give him the next day off.

His home was just a few meters from his office so after leaving the office he said his good night to the watchman and started to quickly walk toward his house.

He had barely crossed the office building when he felt the hair on his neck standing up. He wasn’t sure why, but he’d had this uneasy feeling for the past few days.

Suddenly the lights on the street were gone, even the buildings around him were also blacked out. He was quick to pull his phone out only to find it was also dead.

His breathing was quick and his heart was beating hastily. He wasn’t sure what exactly happened but suddenly he lost consciousness and last thing he saw was a humanoid shadow coming near him.

He rushed across the roof tops. Yesterday he had gone against White Witch but tonight didn’t seem to be fairing well for him. He’d just completed his investigation of two sites where two more people had disappeared.

Just like the past six disappearance, he found nothing that could help him with his investigation. He was returning to his base when he received information from his computer about a robbery that was taking place at Center Bank.

He jumped on the road next to the Centre Bank; there was a huge hole in the wall of the building.

A group of five men wearing masks rushed out of the hole along with huge bags of money.

He was quick to act, all four of his tentacles launched at the four robbers. The Tentacles took hold of one leg each and pulled them all up, hanging them upside down.

Making them lose the automatic machine gun and the bags of money they had with them.

The fifth man who was running ahead turned around.

“You asshole! Here, take this!”

With that, he open fired at him his tentacles were quick, they let go of the robbers, letting them fall and came between him and the bullets that were fired at him.

All the bullets collided with his Tentacles and fell down on the floor without harming them.

Yes, bullets wouldn’t be able to harm them. He wasn’t sure what their actual durability was, but there was no weapon that he had encountered which could harm them.

When the magazine of the gun ran out of bullets, the tentacles launched themselves at the robber and entangled him and then smashed him against the car that they might have used to escape knocking the robber unconscious.

The other four were trying to get up from the pavement only to get themselves smashed back on the pavement, knocked unconscious.

That was when the police cars came to the location.

All the cops started to take the robbers and the money and their weapon while their chief walked toward the building where Tentacule was standing.

“What took your men so long, chief?”

“Two more disappearance, a married man in his fifties, father of two, completing overtime at his job. He was going home but never arrived. Another one: a woman thirty-six years old, no relationship or family; both her parents live in the town nearby. She was going home after work but disappeared before reaching it. I think you should go and check those places. I mean, we failed to find anything that could help us in this series of disappearances.”

“I did chief, just before you and your men arrived there and I am sorry to say that I found nothing that could lead to anyone. Is there anything common among all those individuals who have disappeared in last few days?”

“Nothing that I could tell you right now. There is nothing common among any of those eight victims.”

“There is one thing common among them.”

“And that is?”

“Stenography. All of them had done a course in Stenography and at some point in their life they had also worked in that field.”

“But ... that. Do you believe that we have some kind of serial killer on our hands and he is hunting down these Stenographers?”

Tentacule took a deep breath, he had been fighting crimes in this city for more than a decade now but this was first time he was feeling so frustrated. In last two months six people had disappeared and counting the two that had disappeared tonight it tallied to eight, yet he had no clue who or what was behind their disappearance.

“I am not sure, chief, but whoever this person is I am definitely going to find them and bring the culprit to justice.”

“I know, Tentacule, but we have to stop whoever is behind this before anyone else gets harmed.”

“That we will, chief, that we will...”

He was about to leave when a cop rushed out to the chief.

“Chief, a robbery has taken place in the City Museum.”

“What? What was stolen?”

“Nothing except an ancient Egyptian cat statue but there is nothing in the CCTV footage.”

“Don’t worry, chief I know who it could be and if my guess is right then the statue would be returned before morning to the museum.”

With that assurance he jumped off toward the next building, then another one and another one. It wasn’t long before chief lost his sight in the darkness of night.

Alexander Sullivan had been working for past five years as chief of Indiana City’s police department.

Even before then when he was just a detective in the department, he had always been admirer of Tentacule.

At first, when he heard about appearance of a vigilante around the city, being a detective, he made it his life goal to find the real identity of the man and put him behind bars.

This was before Vigilante Registration Amendment. Before the Amendment it was illegal to use one’s power any way in public, it was still illegal to play vigilante without getting yourself registered.

He knew Tentacule hadn’t gotten himself registered. Yet not just him, but the entire police department respected that man for what he had done for the city in the last decade.

That was why even though he was walking around breaking the law, no cop would even think about arresting him.

His men had already arrested the robbers, all the ammunition and money was seized while they were taking statements from the security guards and a few homeless men who happened to live around the block.

He was also well aware of how Tentacule had just taken down White Witch just the previous night, and then this robbery.

He released a sigh, his respect for the man ever increasing, not because the man did what he did, no, but he knew the man Tentacule had no need to roam the city street in the night and fight the bad guys. Instead he could sleep in a comfy bad with hot women in one of his mansion. Yet, here he was roaming the city, fighting criminals and protecting its civilians.

After arriving near the museum he used a tentacle to find her scent. He was sure there wouldn’t be any sound that he could catch.

It took him half an hour, but he was able to pinpoint the location of the thief and he embarked on his journey.

It was past three AM, the night had become a lot colder and darker.

After crossing the suburb area of the city, he arrived at a huge Mansion.

Tentacule was quick to recognize it; this was one of the mansions owned by Keaton Johnson the mayor of the Indiana City. He had bought the mansion for his mistress who had dumped his old ass three months back, moved to Britain, and married a rich man.

He landed on the roof of the building and sneakily entered the mansion. Following the scent, it wasn’t hard for him to find his target who was currently occupying the Master Bedroom.

First he heard the noise of her moaning, the closer he walked to the room, the more the moans kept increasing.

He pushed the doors open only to find her lying on her hands and knees, her cat-like tail swinging around while she was using the cat statue to rub it against her pussy.She suddenly turned around.

“Who the hell dare to disturb ... oh, it’s you Tentacule.”

She spoke with a lustrous smile that placed her canine teeth on display.

“Kat why did you steal that statue from the museum?”

The woman was Katie Bernard, a professional dancer who was also affected by the Pink Sky. This had given her cat-like attributes, her appearance changed into that of anthromorphic cat with cat-like ears, a tail, and some black spots on her brown skin.

She had grey eyes which had yellow slits in them; she had a small yet extremely sensitive nose along with her equally sharp ears it wouldn’t have been hard for her to know that he was coming for her.

She wasn’t wearing any clothes so her brown skin was shinning under the room’s dim light. He could see her pussy which was dripping with juice, her perky breasts defied gravity and her nipples were rock hard.

“What do you mean by steal? It belongs to me.”

This was her problem, not only had her physical appearance changed but she also started to believe that she was reincarnation of the Royal Cat of Cleopatra and every ancient Egyptian thing belonged to her.

“What do you want, Kat?”

“It’s Pussy Kat, Tenty, and it wouldn’t be hard for you to guess what a Kat in heat would want from a man?”

“What about Wolfer? I thought you and him were going steady?”

“We are ... Kind of, but tonight I was craving a bit off sea food, if you know what mean?”

Just like the others, her mutation was also weird, in her case not only did it give her a cat like tail and ears, it also altered her sexuality into that of cat. So, instead of going into menstruation she would go into ‘Heat’ once a month.

She started to steal things that were connected to ancient Egypt and she was one of the thieves that he had encountered in the beginning of his career.