The cat boy's bad luck in the shower.
Today was a hard and exhausting day, and Michael barely made it home. He walked into the house and no one was home. He quickly undressed and went to his bedroom to get some new clothes to wear. At the same time, he felt very happy and wanted to play with his toys. With them, he headed to the bathroom, where a shower stall was waiting for him. It was the perfect place to use his sex toys.
The shower stall greeted him with a shine, it was quite spacious and waiting for its visitor. He slowly undressed to the naked, examined himself in the mirror, took the dildo and headed inside closing the door tightly behind him. The shower faucet came to life, now the warm water was pouring freely. It took only a few minutes to reach for the hand and lower his body into the warm stream, eliciting a few whispered light sighs and gasps from the sensation before he managed to lower his slender body fully into the relaxing shower, his fur soaking wet and snuggling softly against her body.  For the first few minutes, he bathed in a radiant feeling. He opened the shower tap even more and the warm stream of water began to wash his body more strongly.
For a few minutes he just basked under the stream of water, washing away the fatigue and dirt. He slowly began to rub the shower gel over himself, washing his body, gently washing around his tail. When he was done, he began to rinse off the water and soap.  But the water in the drain bubbled up, and instead the water and soap suds started to cover his feet, but he didn't pay attention to it. He seems to have a problem with the shower.
Next, he decided to caress his body by massaging it. He massaged, first his cat ears, then his nipples and moved on to rubbing his cock at the end. In this way he decided to move on to his penis and started jerking it off, pulling it from top to bottom. Enjoying himself, he closed his eyes and accelerated his movements, with his other hand he held his mouth to keep from moaning.
The water had already begun to rise to his knees. He still didn't feel in danger because his head was spinning from masturbation, and he was thinking about the pleasure of orgasm. Deciding that he had not had enough, he took out the dildo he had taken earlier and attached it to the glass wall of the shower. He gently began to rub the sex toy and began to suck it while jerking off his cock. Then he closed his eyes, turned around and felt the toy with his hand, guiding it to his ass. Slowly, he inserted it inside, and his cock got bigger and harder from the stimulation. He continued to jerk off his cock along with the slow movement of the dildo into his anus feeling the slow build-up of pleasure. Back and forth his hips moved in time with his hands, his cock shuddering more and more with the approaching orgasm, the pleasure arriving with each movement like a wave filling his mind completely. 
But he opened his eyes and looked in front of him, his chest was already covered with water. He was surprised without understanding the reason, he did not immediately pull out the sex toy and dove to the bottom of the shower to open the drain, but it was useless. Was the sink out of order? Or was it the shower? He began to think that he was alone in the house. If the shower had been completely flooded before, he would have drowned for sure!
"Oh no, no, no, no!" "D-Damn it... no, no, this cannot be happening...!"
He turned to the surface below him, where there was more water every second, and panicked and tried to open the door without any success. The water was already up to his neck and he could freely detach himself from the bottom of the shower stall, floating as if in an aquarium. This situation scared him and he tried to break the glass. At the end, there was almost no room for air, and he tried to breathe in the remaining air before the water flooded the shower completely.
Already floating in the shower like a fish in an aquarium, he was still trying to open it and get free, he knocked on the glass and the door, tried to push it open, but the shower stall was impervious to his actions. Realizing the helplessness of his situation, he sat down at the bottom of the shower trying not to waste air. He was trapped with no hint of a way out, and the panic inside him only grew. Forcing him to lament from side to side.
At this point, there was nothing he could do, which was the tragic part of the situation. He was simply stuck on the floor of the shower stall, breathing it in vain, gradually dreading what would inevitably happen when he could no longer control himself. The more his body shook and trembled, the more bubble trails slipped between his fingers covering her mouth, a few frustrated whimpers and gurgles muffled by his looser grip on her mouth.
"Blbbllr-mnbgbl.. Ghrbblblr...!" 
He looked up and saw the dildo he had previously attached to the glass wall with which he had masturbated. If I'm stuck, why not have some fun at the end, he thought. He swam over to it and turned around to insert it back into his ass. The dildo went in obediently making him groan. He calmed down and took his hand to his cock and started jerking it off, moving it along the entire length of the dildo. The mixture of feelings of danger and pleasure kept him from panicking, but for how long? With each movement, he brought himself closer to orgasm, and at the same time, his lungs needed a breath of air. His cock hardened even more from the adrenaline rush and became more sensitive to Michael's hand. Back and forth, his hips moved in time with his hands along the entire length of his dildos, his cock shuddering more and more with pleasure as he prepared to shoot.
" "BTLCHBLOO-mnbgbl.. Ghrbblblr...!" 
The moment he was going to cum was getting closer and closer. His hand sped up and began to jerk off his cock intensely, the dildo going deeper and deeper into him without leaving any time to spare. And so, he accelerated his movements even more, and his body responded violently to such stimulation. 
"Mngbbr..! Mnn! Mmn! Mmn-mmng! Mngblrblbl! MNNnNngb....!!"
And now he finally could not hold back any longer... and did not want to! His orgasmic moans filled the entire shower. His cock spurted big gulps of his white sperm into the water, the dildo went to maximum, and Michael's body shuddered and thrashed in ecstasy. His best orgasm came, followed by another sensation that no longer made sense, he moaned into the water as it immediately began to flow into his lungs. He began to sink, but he was not afraid of it, because he was drowning in pleasure. With his last movements, he pulled the dildo out of his ass and lay down at the bottom of the shower, his cock still spraying white clouds as his owner continued to jerk him off. His movements became feeble and at the end he was kneeling motionless in the water-filled shower stall. He drowned with a smile of pleasure on his face. 

*"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

He jumped up and started looking around. He was in the house, not in the bathtub where he thought he had already drowned. The stupid cat realized that he had only dozed off. Calmed by this thought, he was surprised by his own fantasies. Fantasies are there to be dreamed about.