It was after school on a crisp Fall month at Fernwood Elementary School. The anthropomorphic animal students for the most part were getting on buses to travel back to their homes. Some of them got their parents to pick them up from the parking lot with their personal vehicles. These typical yellow-stained buses would wait a few minutes for any passengers, shut their doors, and then slowly drive off in pairs into the main street of the town.
There are two students in particular that sit next to each other when they usually don’t before. Their names are Katie and Samson, both being 9 years of age.
Katie is a light-gray furred cat with dark-gray on her ear tips and the tip of her tail. She has long, light-blonde hair on top of her head and an unusually long, curvy tail. There are a few large dark-gray spots around her body. Her nose is pink and her eyes have a yellow hue to them.
Samson is a blue-furred tiger cat with a complex fur design; with dark-gray ear tips and upper-paw tips. The ear tips have a white outline between the blue fur and the dark-gray fur. His upper paws are white blending into his blue fur. His lower paws, which are white tipped, are dark-gray blending into his blue fur. He has white stripes on his shoulders and dark-gray stripes on his hips. His upper body has a white and dark-gray heart mark. His lower face area is white with a dark-gray outline above it. The insides of his ears are pink. He has a pink nose and orange-red colored eyes.
They both have best friends (and loves) of their own but for today they decided to pass the time together. Hanging out like this is somewhat rare. They usually hang out with their besties but decided to switch partners today, with Molly and Benson switching places on the bus compared to normal. Molly is Katie’s best doggy girlfriend and they do everything together. Benson is Samson’s kitty boyfriend and they have also done everything together since they were born.
“You got your math book from school?” asks Katie towards Samson. “Yeah, I got my math book.” They’re supposed to study together at Katie’s house for today to prepare for a mathematics test tomorrow. They both slacked off though on studying in class so they need to catch up for said test. Recognizing this from each other, they decided to hang out and practice some math problems together. Their biggest issue though is going to be not straying from their studies and doing other fun things instead.
“We’re almost there! Just one more block...” says Katie, being excited to finally get the day over with. “Okay meow,” replies Samson. The bus slows down at the bus drop nearby Katie’s house. It takes a few seconds before it comes to a complete stop, opening its doors for the students to finally be free from school back to their homes.
When the bus doors open, Samson and Katie exit the bus together with a couple of students, with Katie behind his kitty friend. Katie’s house is right near the bus stop. It’s a typical house much like other homes in the neighborhood being almost rectangular in shape. It has teal-painted siding, a small porch area by the front door, and a metal roof with rain gutters attached. The front doors are wooden, painted white, with a few cracks showing from wear. There’s also a wood-fenced backyard behind their home. A small gravel road leads up to the door, which both kitties travel on. Their supplies, including their math books and other school stuff, are in their backpacks. They both wear them on their backs.
Katie seems excited to have a friend over that isn’t always Molly. “T-this is my house~! Can’t wait to show you my room!” Samson goes along with it, wagging his tail slowly along with Katie. “Sounds fun!” replies Samson.
When they near the door, it opens by itself with Katie’s mom on the other end. Her mom looks a lot like her, but of adult age. She has a gentle, welcoming personality. “Welcome home sweetie. And who's this~?” “Hi mom! This is Samson, we’re studying for a math test tomorrow!” Samson tries to be courteous, waving at mom and noting, “Hello meow.” Her mom looks at Samson for a couple seconds and responds, “Aww. Well, you two dearies have a good time studying. Dinner will be late.” “Okay mom!” Mom steps aside and lets the two walk past the door, heading herself towards the kitchen area.
Samson looks around the house, immediately seeing the living room, the kitchen, and stairs leading up to a second floor. The house itself is made up of white sheetrock walling. The living room has your typical furniture including two gray couches and a black tea table. There’s a ceiling fan in the center. It also has a decent-sized television and a large window towards the bus stop that brings light into the room. The kitchen area is a mess with food crumbs and stains leftover from yesterday on the dining table. It also has a ceiling fan that matches the living room. The kitchen countertop is full of appliances with barely any breathing room available and the kitchen coverts are filled with dishes, eating utensils, and other appliances. The stairs lead to a hallway that leads to unknown areas of the house.
Samson’s house looks cleaner than Katie’s, but he tries to be nice about it. “Nice place you got here~.” “Aw, thanks~” replies Katie, appreciating the comment but knowing herself that the house is not kept up to par in cleanliness. Samson starts to wander by himself through the house. With interest, Katie follows along with the curious kitty boy, seeing where he wanders off to. They take a quick adventure around the living room, with Samson rubbing the couch with his paw to see how the texture feels. Samson inspects the television, saying to himself, “Wish mine was this big mrrreow...” He then rubs his furry butt for a bit before wandering further off into the first room hallway. He finds a door that is nearly closed shut and peeks inside. Inside the master bedroom is various feminine clothing including bras, skirts, goop-covered wrappers, and what looks like a couple of fun toys to play with. Katie quickly stops Samson’s interest from reaching peak levels, grabbing at his shoulder with her paws. “Hehe, not in there~ We can’t go in there. That’s mom’s room. Let’s go to my room instead~!” “Aww, okay~” Luckily, mom was in the kitchen not noticing Samson entering her room; otherwise there’d be trouble.
They both go up the long sets of stairs to the upper hallway, which is where Katie’s room is. When they reach the room, Katie opens the door for his boy kitty friend. She then sets her backpack down near her bed and takes off her sneakers. What Samson witnesses beyond the bedroom door is an unpleasant sight. Katie’s room is an unorganized mess all over her floor and bedding. It can only be described as a pigsty. It has a faint aroma of kitty piss that explores every corner of the bedroom. There were food crumbs and small dust bunnies throughout the room. She has various books of school material and animals, especially of kittens doing feline activities. The books for the most part seemed too young for Katie’s age; almost as if they were meant for toddlers, including how to potty train and how to tie your shoes. She has a few toys, with some that don’t seem like kids toys, and a couple of cat plushies of various breeds. The plushies, as well as all the clothing scattered around her room and her bedsheets have old stains on them. The bedsheets have a bit of (used) litter scattered on it. How the litter even got on her bed in the first place is questionable, but it came from somewhere. The clothing and bedsheets never seem to have been washed even once.
Besides the stuff being everywhere, her walls are of light-blue paint featuring sky clouds and small toy train patterns. She has an oak drawer jammed with anything you can think of and a very soft-looking bed with sky-blue sheets and white pillows. Her ceiling has a flickering light above it without a cover, with one of the lightbulb sockets being absent of a light.
As is obvious, Katie does not take care of her room well. Katie isn’t told to organize and put away her things. She grew up being a spoiled kitty without her father being at home to teach her otherwise. While she doesn’t act much like a brat, she gets what she wants for the most part without putting effort into it. As a result, her room is in worse condition than most kids' bedrooms.
Samson stops in place as Katie walks into her bedroom. His senses also pick up Katie’s piss scent that engulfs her bedroom, but that isn’t what bothers him since he smells kitty urine all the time. What bothers him is the visuals of it all. He looks down towards his paws, not wanting to take in further sight of what he witnessed. He is concerned about going in there due to how gross and dirty it looks. Samson wants to stay mostly clean if he can do so. The blue-furred tiger cat actually has to take care of his room or face punishment from his parents. But seeing the room in front of him feels alien to him. He is having second thoughts about studying in this room; he’d rather study in the living room which is somewhat cleaner.
Katie realizes Samson is not going in. She assumes it’s due to the cleanliness issues of her bedroom. It’s not like this has happened before with her. “Huh? Something wrong, sweetie?” Samson isn’t sure how to reply back, fighting different responses within his head. He doesn’t want Katie to get angry at her for being honest about the bedroom. It’s not worth losing friends over stuff like this. But if he doesn’t say something, he will bottle it in and feel tainted inside.
Samson tries to break eye contact. “Um, not to be rude, but your room seems smelly and dirty,” replies Samson in honesty. Katie has a bit of a surprised reaction. This is actually the first time someone admitted that to her; others try to ignore it and deal with it. Knowing what Samson said, she gained a bit more trust in him.
“Aw, I know,” replies Katie, walking a bit closer. “I’m sorry about that. I should clean it but I like how it is. It’s the only room where I can have privacy and be myself. If it helps I can clean up a spot on my bed a bit and you can sit there~.” Samson feels a bit better knowing that Katie does care about cleanliness somewhat. “Okay meow, clean a spot for me,” says Samson.
“Great! Let me find a spot...” Katie’s eyes scour the surface of the bed, looking for some sort of spot that can be easy to quickly clean off for her kitty friend. She doesn’t think about it too hard, looking for a spot that has the least stains on it. Near the middle-side of the bed she wipes some litter off the top of the bedsheet. Katie pats down the surface with her paw, motioning Samson to come over, “Here’s a spot for you~.” Samson feels a bit doubtful that it’s actually clean but goes through with it. “Thanks,” replies Samson, who comes to the bed and drops off his backpack nearby Katie’s backpack and takes off his shoes, much like Katie did before. He sits down on his friend’s bedding, which has seen cleaner days. *pomf*
When Samson plants his furry butt on the bed, he finds it quite comfortable as he sinks down an inch or two into the mattress. The mattress is a lot less stiff than normal, feeling more like a beanbag chair. “This feels nice,” Samson mentions. “Yeah~,” replies Katie, “It’s hard to not fall asleep in bed.” Samson agrees, nodding his head up and down. They both look down at their backpacks and reach down to open them, with Samson opening his first and Katie following along. They grab their math books for their private study session together. Samson’s book has a couple of bookmarks and homework papers tucked inside while Katie’s book is devoid of extra content. They then open their books, flipping the pages to the same area that they have to study for. Before they study together, Katie asks Samson, “Anything you need help on?” Samson replies, “Umm...”

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An hour passes while they attempt to study together. Samson struggled initially, still feeling unsure of the environment around him, but he managed to get over it in time. The lingering urine smell in the bedroom helped him out; it turned from something to ignore to something accustomed to smelling. It’s a valuable relaxing aid for him to smell kitty piss. Something within Samson’s head tells him that it’s his friend’s own piss that he’s smelling.
After that initial road bump, they made some decent progress, knowing more about how to use basic mathematical equations and methods. Their chances of passing the test tomorrow are slightly better. A familiar feeling within the both of them is disrupting their studying. A feeling that feels like liquid brewing within their bladders. Samson feels it first before Katie does, starting to build up pressure and wanting to release itself. It has a sore and tender feeling to it. Samson enjoys the sensitivity of his aching bladder and wants to hold it, but he should go potty in a toilet (or within his pants~).
“I have to potty meow,” says Samson. Katie takes note of it, feeling a similar buildup within her own groin, and replies “Aw, me too~” She watches Samson with a keen eye, seeing the desperation and struggle within his furry face. “If you want the potty, it’s downstairs past the living room and to the left. Want to go together, meow~?” He knows he should go to the toilet, but his mind tells him otherwise. He wants to enjoy the feeling a bit longer of holding your kitty fluids in. “It’s okay meow I can hold.” Katie appreciates hearing that. She has an identical desire to go through a pleasurable holding experience, and it’s more fun with friends than without. She says, “Alright, I can hold it too with you.”
A couple of seconds pass before Katie comes up with a fun idea. “Hey Samson, want to see who can hold it the longest~?” Samson the blue tiger kitty thinks about it for a moment. He realizes that it won’t hurt to hold it in longer, he should be able to reach the restroom with Katie’s help. “Sure meow~” he responds in agreement. “Okay! First one to wet themselves loses~!” “Okay meow.” Katie then adds, “We should study longer though before we have to rush to the potty.” Samson feels like he didn’t learn enough in the study session, so he replies “Yeah, agreed.” And with that the contest has officially started. The first one to piss themselves loses and the winner gets some sort of prize, probably bragging rights or something.
After some more studying, about 20 minutes in, they are feeling the struggle of ignoring their bladders’ desires. Hot, steamy cat piss wants to eject from both of them into their clothing. It is causing a lot of distraction, throwing them off more compared to where they started studying. Katie starts to touch herself at her bladder, but it looks like she might be touching herself even lower than that. “Hehe, it feels hot~” Samson responds, rubbing his own bladder, “Mine feels warm too meow.” They stare at each other for some seconds, particularly of interest around their groin areas. Katie then sets aside her study book. “I’m going to cool down, hope you don’t mind~”
After she says that, a surprising sight happens. Katie starts to pull down her sweatpants, revealing her pink cloth panties. When Samson catches a glance, he is in shock at what his friend has done, fully opening his eyes and gasping a bit. He almost gets a nosebleed from what he witnessed. She seems to have no care in the world revealing her panties to him, especially since they were stained earlier today. Katie knows that Samson will like this and expects that reaction from him. “U-Um...Katie?” Katie proceeds to swing her legs back and forth, shaking off her sweatpants and letting them fall onto the stained carpeting below, adding on to her pile of unkempt clothing. All that remains on her is her panties. “Much better <3! You can take yours off too if you want, it’s just way too hot in here~!” Samson doesn’t know what to do. It feels wrong to do so but it also feels right. “Um...I d-dunno mreow...” says Samson as his paws semi-consciously guide towards his pants belt. “Want some help~?” teases Katie. Samson can feel his fur tingle at the suggestion as he blushes bright red. “Um...sure meow!” Samson sets aside his study book like Katie once did. He decides to let fate guide him, knowing that he tends to get nervous around other girls especially when they do things like taking off his pants. “Hehe~” says Katie, helping as intended. She moves Samson’s paws out of the way of his belt and unbuckles it for him. Then, with a soft, gentle tug he strips away his pants as if she was trained to do so, having them fall onto the floor and joining her messy clothes in unison. What is revealed is a pair of white polyester underwear and it looks like it has seen use previously. “No more pants~” says Katie in a cute, demanding way. She rubs Samson’s lower leg which causes him to feel uneasy, but he sets his mind past it. “Yeah! N-No more pants mrrreow...” he says with excitement and uncertainty.
A couple more minutes passed. The struggle continues with the both of them, making studying near impossible when the thoughts of wanting to sprinkle into your underwear and panties comes into play. Instead, they distract themselves with another topic in both of their minds. Katie decides to ask first, “Aw, is there a stain on your undies?” Samson is alarmed by this, knowing that he might have peed a bit earlier in the school day for some ‘temporary relief’. “M-Meow! Yeah... that was during school before our first recess.” Katie likes what she sees, liking the yellow hue against the white cloth. “Looks nice! Look, I wet myself earlier too~.” She shows off her panties in front of Samson with an obvious darkened stain where her pussy is. “Heh,” says Samson, “Seems like we both like wetting ourselves, meow~” Katie responds, “Yeah! It helps to pass the time during school. It’s boring without it.” Samson smiles at her response. “And are these clothes in your room used before too~?” asks Samson. Katie, without any second thoughts, responds, “Hehe, yeah~ Same with the blankets~ A few of them aren’t mine though~” Samson giggles, “Heh! Wish I could have stained clothes in my room like you meow~.”
They talk about their wet clothes for another minute or two before Katie comes up with another idea. “Agh it’s still hot...want some water meow?” Samson is not sure whether he wants more water; he’s trying to hold back the water already wanting to burst out from the tip of his barbed penis. It is hot in her room though, so a glass wouldn’t hurt... “Sure meow,” says Samson. Katie giggles and takes out a lid-covered gallon water jug from under her bed. It’s almost as if she prepared it in advance. “M-Meow...that’s more water than I thought...” notes Samson. Katie wags her tail, “Yeah~” as she opens the lid of the jug.
Without any hesitation, she starts to lift the jug upward and pour water straight down her throat, licking the outside of the rim while doing so. *slurp~* *gulp~* Samson can only watch in a potty desperation as he can see the waterworks bulging inside through Katie's mouth to her stomach. The slurping and the gulping don’t help at all, as well as her stomach seeming to expand a bit more and more with each gulp of tasty, delicious water. It makes Samson feel even worse than before, feeling very sore and puffy within his bladder and having more thoughts of letting it out right then and there. After about half of the gallon water jug is empty, she stops drinking with her drool-covered tongue.
Katie then hands it over to Samson, “Here you go~” Samson now has half a gallon of water in his paws. He has some reconsiderations on drinking the water given before him. Katie stares at Samson with a tempting, happy grin, guiding him without voice and only with emotions to drink the water now. The poor kitty feels cornered, he feels like he must drink it to avoid something worse from happening. And he is thirsty and hot, so he lifts the jug to avoid head height and... *slurp~* *gulp~* Samson shoves water down his gullet, making liquid-filled bulges within his throat and stomach as well. He can taste Katie’s saliva on the rim of the jug, but he gets over it as it all goes down his throat anyways. When he gets to the last drop, he licks the rim clean and sets it down. There doesn’t seem to be a single drop left inside. Both of their bellies are full of pristine water from the gallon water jug once hidden underneath Katie’s bed. “Tastes good, meow,” Samson comments. Katie replies, “Aw, thanks cutie. I’m happy you did that with me. That was fun~” Katie hugs Samson, rubbing her panties a bit against Samson’s thigh. The affection given is enough to where the rubbing doesn’t bother him much. Maybe in the future there will be more rubbing than that...
Some more time passes and they are both struggling. They were in conversation about various topics such as their friends and family, their school life, and what activities they have done recently. But there was also a few minutes of silence afterward from the tension within themselves. Their bladders want to explode like a dam bursting with a flood of urine breaching from it. They are both reaching their breaking points, but although they aren’t very competitive in general they want to last out longer than the other. Samson looks towards the closed bedroom door while touching his bladder above his penis and thinking of the bathroom that is beyond the stairs and of several aching steps of desperation to get there. Katie starts to suck her thumb as a bad habit of hers while gently touching her bladder above her pussy with her paw.
A minute or two longer of feeling themselves and Samson has reached his breaking point. Samson feels urine drop right underneath the tip of his penis. He’s making cute, struggling kitty sounds, wanting to use the toilet now. He tells Katie, “We should go to the potty mrrreow...” Katie responds bluntly in cute behavior while sucking his thumb, “Nah, no potty~” Samson asks, “No potty meow? B-But it’s downstairs...” She tells him, “Nah. This is our potty~” “O-On the bed meow!?” he asks, surprised at being so open to having her furniture drenched in piss. “Yup! Bed potty~ I don’t care if we get wet on my bed meow. I do it all the time~.” Katie starts to rub Samson’s hip with her own, “Let’s have fun together~!” Samson responds, “Um, if you’re okay with it then sure meow~.” 
Katie relaxes her entire body against Samson’s side and then slowly emits waterworks. *psssssssssssssh~* “Meeeow~” Katie starts to slowly let a trickle out from her furry puss, enjoying the burning and sore feelings inside of her from holding her urine in place. It feels nice to let it out nice and slow~. A small stream of kitty pee leaks down the rim of her pussy onto the bottom of her panties, absorbing into the same spot that the old stain was on before. Her thumb sucking turns into loud paw sucking as she feels safe and secure by Samson’s side. ‘Aww,’ thinks Samson as she realizes how Katie trusts him more than he thought she would. To return the gesture, he places his right arm over Katie’s back, pulling her closer. Katie emits a noise of happiness from that, “Thanks meow <3~” It feels nice to have someone close to you by your side and tonight they both feel this way towards each other.
When he hears his kitty friend start to leak, he feels that it’s okay to do so himself. ‘Time to go meow~’ *psssssssssssssh~* “Ahh~ Mrrreow~” Samson copies what Katie is doing, letting out a slow trickle from the tip of his barbed kitty penis. He lets it drip slowly down his bare member and furry ball sack, feeling sensitive as it flows downward. It lands near the bottom of his undies, being absorbed but not as effectively as cloth panties would be.
Adorable kitty moans can be heard from both of them as their underwear and panties form nicely sized wet spots~. They love holding it as long as they can and then slowly release their tension into the outside world. They have found a habit together that they can both enjoy for days and years on end. Sometimes they even have the same idea of what to do next~. The scents and smells of fresh kitty piss linger around them. They both take a couple of seconds every now and then to enjoy the pleasant, salty aroma. *sniff~* “Ah~”
As Samson starts to reach his left paw towards his member, Katie does so as well, reaching towards her puss. Once they do so, they push a bit harder than before, letting more come out from their bladders. As Samson rubs the tip of his erect member, he likes to make small squirts of piss as he’s rubbing his penis against his underwear. *pssh~* *squirt~* A small puddle of urine forms around where he rubs, getting his paw all wet before dripping back down onto his crotch. Katie likes to suck her paw and then use her other paw to finger her pussy deep within and then piss all over her paw while rubbing it. *psssh~* *squish~* She finds it even more enjoyable when her urine leaks around her hips from doing that. Despite how each of them differ from masturbating with themselves, they’re making a growing puddle of their own urine underneath their furry butts.
“My butt feels warm meow~,” says Samson, “How about yours~?” “Yeah, same~ Another large stain to add to my blanket~” They both slowly grind their furry asses against the wet spot on the blanket, taking in the warmth and the aroma within their fur, staining it with more piss that will likely not come out for weeks after this. If they keep doing this as a habit, they will always smell like each other’s kitty urine. And to them, that’s a good thing.
They still have some pee remaining within their bladders and they need to let it all out into Katie’s bed. It’s always important to pee every last drop when having fun~. “This is so much fun! Want to finish peeing on top of me ~<3? I’m sure Molly won’t mind.” Samson feels conflicted due to having a boyfriend, but Katie is in the same situation as him. “Okay, I’m sure Benson won’t mind either ~<3!” In no time at all, Samson starts piling on top of Katie, laying above her. He has his undies on top of Katie’s panties. Katie’s head is on her pillow. She is sucking her paw still from before and letting her other paw rub her pussy. They hold their piss in for a few seconds, trying to time it at the same time. Samson then unleashes hard from his fully-erect barbed penis inside his undies.
*PSSSSSSSSSHHHH~* They both start peeing hard, growing a giant puddle underneath them. “MRRRREOW~!” yells Samson in pleasured excitement, peeing all over Katie’s panties. He starts to make cute humping movements against her, rubbing his penis vertically from her lower belly to below her panties while she masturbates. Katie moans cute noises. *Mmf~* *purr~* *mmmf~* The underwear rubbing is keeping Samson’s penis hardened, making him start to feel something else from within. Samson’s urine marks Katie all over her belly and legs in masculine kitty piss while her own urine is destroying the bed she sleeps on every night. The entire room smells like their milky cat pee. Neither of them have encountered smells as strong as this one until they were together on this night. They do this for fifteen seconds until Samson’s undies are very soaked and dripping in urine. Katie’s drenched panties loosen heavily leaving part of her pussy exposed. Samson’s underwear falls off while he isn’t noticing, falling down to the back of his legs. His naked peen is exposed but he has to finish. Katie, with her paw completely shoved in her mouth now, mumbles loudly “One more push meeeow~!” Samson does as said, pushing and squeezing as hard as his bladder inside lets him. A burst of pee comes out from both of them, but...
“M-MEEEEOW~!” *SQUIRT~* A sticky yellow-white fluid ejaculates from Samson’s member. At first, Samson is unsure of where and on what he actually squirted at, but it felt absolutely amazing letting it all out. The warmth of flesh against his barbed penis made him finish faster than expected. And then he realized...he squirted inside her furry kitty pussy. Their study session ended up with cumming inside on one of their first fun nights together. “This feels new~,” replies Katie, feeling cum inside her pussy, “...feels great though!” They’re both still a bit young to grasp what this meant, so they pay less attention to it than they actually should, lest they end up with a baby kitty and a family of their own together. Samson felt a similar situation happen to him before back when having fun with Benson. At the time, he was unsure of what to do next but now he realizes. He pulls out, grasping his barbed penis with both hands while masturbating himself, getting the remaining semen out of his inner tubing, landing onto Katie’s lower chest where it belongs. He squirts a bit more pee after that to finally have his bladder empty. He shakes off the remaining drips off his peen onto Katie’s belly where his cum is. *drip~* *splish~* Katie sees a puddle of yellow-white fluid on her belly and wonders to herself if she has that fluid too. She fingers around her vagina, feeling a similar fluid on it, and realizes she herself emitted a clear sticky fluid as well, but not as opaque as Samson's. She might have to ask Molly about it later who knows more about this stuff than her. Once they both finish, the bed is flooded with piss dripping down the sides of the blanket. There is no way that their urine stain will ever come out, no matter how much washing and drying is done; it will be there forever to cement their fun piss night together. It’d be a miracle if they both get away with this from Katie’s mom.
Samson rolls off her and lays next to her in bed, both heads on the pillows. “That was a lot of fun~ Best study night ever!” says Katie, feeling satisfied with the experience. Samson feels exhausted, “Y-Yeah meow...!” That experience took every ounce of strength from the poor kitty. He says, “That was fun, maybe we can do it again sometime meow~.” Katie responds, “Yeah~” They both catch their breaths for a few seconds. Katie then remarks, “You’re a lot of fun! Benson is really lucky to have you as a boyfriend~.” Hearing that made Samson feel a bit of guilt and a bit of love, “Heh, t-thanks meow! Don’t tell them though.” Katie promises, “Don’t worry I won’t.” Samson then gets to the point and replies, “Cool. Time for nap,” before Samson passes out within seconds. Katie tells him gently while rubbing his side, “Good night cutie ~<3.”