[b][u][center]Curiosity Caught Little Cato[/center][/u][/b] Little Cato snickered to himself as he ran into his quarters, shutting the door behind him. He had finally managed to snatch the device away. It wasn’t easy, Quinn was always roaming around the cockpit. But the moment her back was turned he snatched it for himself. The object in question looked rather plain, a metal cube with glowing circles on each face. But what it was supposed to do sounded incredible. According to Quinn herself, the device was able to create holograms; but their holograms were made of tempered light, having bodies that could interact with the world and be interacted with. Little Cato was there when she gave a demonstration. She pressed one of the circles and after a bright flash of light there was an identical Quinn. Real Quinn passed the cube to Fake Quinn and the hologram caught it with ease. All the other holograms that Little Cato had seen all fell apart when they were touched with an actual object. As soon as he saw such a thing he ran off to hatch a plan to get it. But what the ventrexian didn’t hear was the last part of Quinn’s explanation. It was dangerous too to be used. The device was modified somehow, used for purposes outside of its original intent. Quinn herself wasn’t sure what that meant but that was what she was told… All that mattered to her was the fact it was dangerous. Her plan was to dump the thing on the nearest garbage planet they came across… Little Cato himself was planning to clone himself of course. With two of him he would be able to pull the greatest pranks there ever were. The ventrexian fiddled with the cube, trying to copy what Quinn did earlier, but each of the circles looked the same. How was he supposed to know which one was supposed to make it work. But as he flipped it once again, he found one of the circles was blinking and there were words scratched into the metal underneath. Oddly enough, the words were in ventrexian language. ‘Good-Time Mode.’ The feline-like alien shrugged and figured that was the mode he was looking for. Each of the circles on the cube turned a bright orange and soon the light grew brighter and brighter. Little Cato hissed and closed his eyes as the light flashed. He slowly opened his eyes and gasped as he was met with the visage of… Avocato?! “Dad?!” Little Cato squeaked. Before him was a perfect copy of his dad. Every detail was there, the texture of his fur, the slight wetness in his fur, even the suit that it wore. It was actually eerie, especially as the hologram crossed it’s arms and chuckled. “What’s going on? I thought it was supposed to copy me,” Little Cato huffed, pointing a finger at the hologram. “You pressed the ‘Good Time’ button,” Avocato chuckled, his voice an exact replica of his father’s. “It’s a special mode… The cube takes on the form of the one you like the most.” This made sense in the ventrexian’s mind. He had a lot of respect for his dad, seeing him as a hero and who he wanted to be when he grew up. But what use did he have for a replica of his dad? He could go talk to the real Avocato anytime he wanted. His dad was literally there when Quinn brought the stupid thing on board. Little Cato was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice the fake Avocato undressing, slipping the parts of his suit off, soon being left in his boxer briefs. When Little Cato finally paid attention to what was before him, he yelped again. “What the hell are you doing?” the orange ventrexian hissed. Out of reflex he reached for the door and pressed the lock button. “We’re gonna have good time,” Avocato smirked, gripping his briefs. “That’s what the cube was modified to do. Take the form of who you like the most and they give you a good time…” Little Cato gulped as the other ventrextian was just one tug away from exposing himself. There must have been some mistake. Sure, he loved his dad anyway a son would their father, but he didn’t like him like that. But seemingly to contradict his thoughts he could feel a rising against his own suit. In truth, Little Cato was right. The modification wasn’t perfect. It often took the wrong form, mistaking love for lust. That’s why the previous owner tossed it out, unleashing it upon the world. As more picked up the device and used it they soon found turned on the modification and were left disgusted. Words of warning were spread across the planets but somehow they had alluded Quinn when it was given to her. The creature that practically begged her to take it only said that it was a hologram device, modified for evil. That was enough for Quinn to take it upon herself to get rid of it. But now it was in the hands of Little Cato. And once again the buggy device mistook the ventrexian’s love and admiration for his father as soon kind of indication of lust. Little Cato blushed as he felt himself getting hard, not exactly from seeing his father in his boxers, but from seeing another male in such a position. He has recently had a series of dreams of cute ventraxian males climbing in bed with him, getting close, they would touch each other but just when things got good he would always wake up… But now was his chance to live out those fantasies of his… “Alright, but you gotta do something first,” Little Cato demanded. “And what’s that?” Avocato chuckled. “Ugh... Stop using my dad’s body. Just...use mine instead,” Little Cato said. The hologram morphed, quickly turning into the ventrexian that was giving commands. “This any better?” The hologram was now an identical copy of Little Cato, fully clothed, crossing his arms with a smirk once again. “Yeah,” Little Cato nodded. “Much better… I’ll call you Little Catwo.” “Clever,” Little Catwo smiled. “You ready to get to the good stuff?” The orange ventrexian nodded and gulped again as the hologram approached him. Little Catwo placed his paws on the original’s chest. They were soft and warm, much to Cato’s shock. Those soft paws traced down his suit, gliding down his chest, stomach, and finally over Cato’s crotch. A small gasp came from the original but the hologram just tilted his head and smirked. He helped Cato undress, starting with his shirt. It slipped off easily, leaving the feline-like creature exposed from the waist up. Catwo did the same, making Cato blush. Now, the hologram took the lead, kicking off his boots and taking hold of his pants, pulling them down. Eagerly, Cato did the same, trying his best to keep pace with the hologram. Soon the two of them were left in the exact same pair of briefs. Once again, Little Cato was caught off guard as a soft paw was suddenly shoved into his underwear. That paws wasted no time going straight for his semi-hard, pressing against it and giving light squeezes to the girth. Small gasps and sighs of pleasure came from the cat, never being touched by someone else like that. More light squeezes and slow strokes were given to the ventrexian’s length, coaxing it to full hardness, tenting the underwear containing it. Purring, Catwo took off his own underwear, presenting his own hard, identical dick. Cato’s eyes went wide as he was met with his own maleness. But it seemed so different from a completely different angle. Catwo reached out again and wrapped his soft paw against the length, giving very slow strokes, brushing his soft fur against each and every inch, flicking his thumb against the tip. “Aaah… W-wow…” Just the simple stroking made the ventrexian bite his lip, he never noticed how soft his own paws were. Even though they were his own, it felt like a total stranger was tugging at his cock. “Feels good, huh? I aim to please…” Catwo purred, removing his paw. “What do you want me to do?” Little Cato thought for a moment before he pointed to his bed. Catwo nodded and the two of them near the bed. Little Cato laid on the bed while Catwo got on top of him. To the other feline’s surprise, Catwo laid on his stomach, his muzzle near Little Cato’s cock. It was a position that the ventrexian never thought of before. “Just relax and leave it all to me,” Catwo chuckled, licking his lips before he effortlessly sunk the cock past his lips. His tongue shifted against the shaft in time with the bobs of his head. Little Cato took heavy breaths, already moaning from the unique, intense pleasure. While he did that, the feline noticed the footpaws that were near his own head. Blushing, Cato took hold of the left footpaw and pressed to his own muzzle. He sniffed at it, reveling in a fetsh that he had recently discovered about himself. It started with a sock that somehow wound up next to his pillow. He found the sweaty odor excited and was soon jerking off to it before he realized… Now, Little Cato took heavy sniffs of his copy’s toes, shocked that even the smell was replicated. Against the girth filling his mouth, Little Catwo smiled, glad that his current partner was enjoying himself so much. So many times he had been tossed away just for doing what he was programmed to do, but now here was someone who gave him a chance and was having fun with him as well. Catwo was compelled to put extra effort into his blowjob, bouncing his muzzle up and down, taking each and every inch expertly, not even gagging when the first few inches slipped down his throat. Naturally, this was the first sexual act that Little Cato had been a part of, meaning that he wasn’t prepared from the onslaught of pleasures that struck his cock over and over. A hot, wet mouth and the pressing of a soft pair of lips, slipping up and down his shaft, getting him closer and closer to his orgasm. Sure it wasn’t the first orgasm he ever had, but it was certainly shaping up to be the strongest he ever had. Letting go of Catwo’s foot, Cato grit his fangs and wailed as he finally came deep down Catwo’s throat. The other ventrexian moaned and swallowed down the spurts of seed, enjoying the taste and feeling of sticky warmth sliding down his throat. As Little Cato sighed from his orgasm, Catwo popped the cock from his mouth and chuckled. He slid from the other feline and presented himself, baring his tailhole to the other ventrexian. “Ever had some ass before?” Little Cato shook his head as he eased up, already becoming tranced with the hole that was more or less his own… “Don’t worry, I’ll talk you through it,” Catwo winked at the other male and swayed his hips once again. “All you gotta do is press your tongue under my tail and get to licking. If you like my feet, you’re gonna love this.” At first Cato was apprehensive, but upon hearing that he was gonna love it, the ventrexian became much more open. After the bliowjob he just got, Little Cato found no reason to doubt the other feline. He eagerly approached the other male and gulped before easing himself closer and closer to the pink rim. There was a bit of smelly coming from it, non-offensive but rather alluring. It smelled very similar to the scent left behind by his own markings. He liked those scents as well but he couldn’t indulge in it without literally soaking something in his own urine. He would be caught very quickly… But now, Little Cato was able to take more of those heavy sniffs against the rim, enjoying the slight musk that resided from the puckered hole. Each sniff made his mouth water more and more, making him actually want to press his tongue against the tailhole, taking a long lick of it. Giving into his lusts, he did just that, pressing and flicking his tongue against the pink donut. Doing so presented him with smooth flesh and a deep moan from the clone he was licking. His tongue slowly pressed into the pink flesh, the pink easing it’s way inside of the tight tunnel. The moans coming from Catwo only intensified, letting Cato know that he was doing something right. The orange feline continued, finally dipping his tongue inside the clenching passage. Getting a feel for the anal cavity, Little Cato pressed and dragged his tongue against the soft walls. Catwo quivered and sighed against the feeling of a hot muscle filling his ass and slicking up his walls. He was being slowly stretched and prepped to take the ventrexian’s hard inches. His own was steadily dripping clear beads of pre, they fell onto the bed but made no stains, being made of light rather than an actual liquid. “A-alright,” Catwo panted, a wide grin on his face. “Now get on top of me and put it in.” Excitedly, Little Cato nodded fiercely, wasted no time sitting up and preparing to mount his copy. He forgot to be nervous as he gripped Catwo’s ass. He was all too eager to thrust his hips, shoving his cock inside of the hot, tight tunnel. Sharp moans and hisses came from the both the moment Little Cato inserted himself. Pleasured mews came from Cato, who started to thrust inside of his copy, doing what felt right to his body. Being rocked back and forth, Catwo continued to moan, more than happy to fulfill Little Cato’s desires. “T-that’s it! Keep going!” Catwo encouraged, yowling in pleasure as Little Cato jammed himself deep, hitting the hologram’s sweet spot. “F-feels so good, doesn’t it?” “H-hell yeah it does!” Little Cato smirked. Feeling the pleasure and his copy underneath telling how good it felt allowed the ventrexian to finally live out his dreams and fantasies. “You like my dick inside you don’t you? You even more of it, huh? Want me to go faster?” The holograte threw his head back and yowled again, his prostate being struck over and over again. “Aaah! Y-yeah! Come on, do me harder! Faster… I exist to make you feel good!” Little Cato liked the sound of that and decided it was time to take full advantage. He stopped thrusting, much to Little Catwo’s surprise. The other ventrexian looked back at him and tilted his head in confusion. “There’s actually something I wanna try,” Little Cato admitted, blushing once again. “Do you think you could ride me?” Little Catwo blinked and smirked once again, “Of course I can. Anything that’ll make you feel good, Little Cato.” “Thanks, man,” Little Cato chuckled as the other feline turned himself around. He grabbed the pillows on his bed and used them to sit against while Catwo was soon sitting on his lap, the soft fur of his arms wrapping around Cato’s back. The hologram eased himself up and was soon sitting on Little Cato’s cock once again, easily taking the girth and inches. More moans came from the both of them, pleasure spreading between the two of them. “Y-you’re so big… I wanna have you all night long,” Little Catwo moaned, tracing his fingers along his double’s back. “Hehe… That can be arranged, baby,” Little Cato winked. Little Catwo shuddered in excitement and held tight to his double before he continued bounce on Little Cato’s dick. More pleasured moans came from the original, wrapping his own arms around his double. The both of them huffs and mewed against each other, getting their own forms of pleasure. Little Catwo soon picked up the pace, gritting his fangs as he took all the inches, quickening his pace every second. “Mmph! So tight and hot… K-keep going… I’m- I’m getting close..!” Little Cato gripped his double even closer, raising his voice against the rise of his orgasm deep within him. Little Catwo acted on his base programming, wanting to give Little Catto as much pleasure as he could get. He got an idea and acted upon it. Right at the height of his master’s pleasure, Little Catwo traced his finger down, pressing it against Little Cato’s tailhole. In a quick motion, the hologram pressed his finger inside of the clenching tunnel. Little Cato’s eyes went wide and his entire body spasmed. A powerful orgasm struck his body, leaving him frozen. But Little Catwo was there to hold onto him, keeping him steady. The clone made heavy sighs, enjoying the feeling of his ass being filled by hot, sticky ropes. He loved it so much, this is what he was programmed for and hearing the moans coming from his new master filled with joy. “How was it?” Little Catwo asked the moment his double recovered. “That was amazing…” Little Cato sighed. “Great…” Little Catwo smiled, filled with pride. He looked rather tired and his form was starting to glitch out. “Hope you don’t mind but I need to recharge. After an hour I’ll be all yours again…” With those words, the second ventrexian faded away, leaving the cube on the bed. The usually bright glow of the circles were faded, a clear sign of the used up energy. Little Cato smiled and took hold of the cube. He smiled to himself as he grabbed his pants, putting them on and pulling them up. He knew enough about technology and he figured that he could fix Little Catwo, correct his programming and maybe even give him a form of his own. He was about to gather some tools but Little Cato was interrupted by a series of knocks at his room door. Little Cato rushed to his door and unlocked it, holding Little Catwo behind him. “Hey, Little Cato, the cube went missing. Have you seen it?” Quinn asked, looking rather annoyed. “Uh, yeah… I think I saw KVN with it,” Little Cato said quickly. Quinn nodded and looked back to the ventrexian, a bit surprised that he wasn’t wearing a shirt. But she didn’t have time to worry about that, she was determined to get a hold of the cube before KVN did something stupid. Little Cato sighed to himself and closed the door, looking down lovingly at the cube that was already glowing a bit brighter.