To everyone who knew him, Dave seemed like a perfectly average guy. And for the most part, he really was just that: he had an office job, lived in a mid-sized apartment, played games and watched movies in his free time. There was something about him though, something that he never really revealed to anyone, not even to his closest friends. He would probably have died of embarrassment if anyone found out about his obsession with a fictional character.


Dave was just a little kid when the second Shrek movie came out, and with it, he was introduced to the charming male cat Puss in Boots, whom he adored from the first moment. Though he didn’t understand what the feeling was at first, after a few years of repeatedly, religiously watching the movies he appeared in, it all started slowly coming together. He was never really interested in girls as a teen… He was never really interested in any human at all! But this one cat, with all of his wit and charisma, simply swept him away and made him feel something deep inside that nothing else could make him feel. Even after Puss got Kitty as his girlfriend in later adaptations, his feelings never calmed.


“I wish I could become Kitty myself…” He thought to himself as he watched the two cats make out on his TV screen, his heart aching and yearning to be kissed by the orange cat just like he kissed his feline girlfriend. Not even having to change his species and gender could scare him away, if it meant that he could be with the man of his dreams- he would even have gladly lived in the cartoon world.These were the kind of thoughts that kept coming into his mind whenever he saw or even thought about the character of his obsession, even if he knew that such things were impossible. A real person could never date a cartoon- let alone become one. Or so he thought.


Year 2022. A lot had changed, Dave was now an independent adult, working a 9-5 job to fund his quest to collect Puss in Boots memorabilia, and after work, he liked to relax by watching the movies that by then, he knew word for word. His days all usually looked the same: work, come home, watch cartoons, sleep. On one particular day however, the young man came home from work early, his heart racing, and an excited, ear-to-ear grin stuck on his face the entire drive home. A new movie had just come out.


“Puss in Boots: the last wish” the title slowly rolled across the screen. Dave read it once, twice, a hundred times all over, still trying to process that his favorite series finally got another sequel. He was glued to the screen for the following minutes, taking in the scenery, the clever writing, and of course, paying extra attention to whatever Puss did or said. It was like seeing a friend after such a long time, and seeing how much they changed in the meantime- even if deep inside, he remained the same orange cat that the young Dave once fell in love with.


The movie went as usual for the first minutes, introducing the viewers to the plot, and to the plethora of new side characters. At one point, Puss broke into Jack Horner's factory, and just like it was written in the script, found the magical map that would allow him to get his nine lives back. Dave quietly cheered him on- he knew that if Puss failed his quest, it would be the last movie in the series… and he couldn't have imagined living with that.


Then suddenly, things got awfully quiet. The music stopped playing, and for the first time, Dave saw an expression on Puss’ face that he'd never seen before in any of the movies. It was sort of like confusion, but not the exaggerated, cartoony confusion that he was used to seeing in these animated movies.


“Where's kitty?” Puss finally broke the silence, his voice echoing in the set like he was talking in an empty cave. “Kitty? Kitty Softpaws? What's going on?” He kept looking around, even putting down the magic map that he worked so hard to get until then. He walked around the set, even out of the scene every once in a while, but the camera didn't follow him around, like it would have in a normal situation.


Dave quietly stopped eating his popcorn and leaned even closer to the screen. If this was a trick done by the movie's director, it was one of the most believable, shocking and well done tricks in the history of animated cinema. Why did everything stop, like a botched scene at a live action movie’s set?


“Oh! There you are!” Puss suddenly stopped in front of the screen and stared straight into the camera, nearly throwing the confused viewer to the ground as he was startled by the unexpected fourth wall break. “Kitty, I was looking for you everywhere! How did you get in there?”


So was the film played from the perspective of Kitty Softpaws all along? What a creative twist! “Hi Puss! Sorry for hiding from ya~” Dave said out loud, giggling as he pretended that the cartoon character really could hear his replies.


“It's fine, just come in and let us finish this movie!” Puss’ reply to Dave's teasing seemed eerily realistic, almost creepy. But it must have been a coincidence, right? There's no way that cinema technology is advanced enough to interact with the viewers in such a way, especially not through an old flat screen TV.


“H-how do I do that?” He asked skeptically, trying to see just how much interaction was put into the scene.


“Awh, don't tell me you got yourself stuck in the fourth wall and forgot how to come out? Mujeres, lo juro…” Puss buried his face in his soft paw with a big sigh, his hat sliding into his eyes. “Fine, I'll help you out. And here I was thinking I was the reckless one!”


The cat rushed to the camera and started pawing on it, as if he was pawing on thin glass. “Come here Kitty, put your paw on mine through the window! I should be able to pull you in.”


The man kept looking dumbfounded on his screen, as the animated cat kept pushing his paw against the other side of his TV screen. Minutes have passed, but no progress was made at all, as Puss kept begging Kitty to finally put her paw on his paw and escape from the so-called “fourth wall”. The longer this went on, the more confused and bored he started to get, and finally decided to stand up and take a step towards the screen.


“There you are. Now just extend your arm and touch my paw. Come on, don't waste any time!” Puss started sounding more and more desperate, so to avoid getting him even more upset, Dave finally agreed to put his hand on the screen, exactly where Puss’ fluffy paws were.


“I'm gonna get this TV screen so greasy…” he thought to himself regretfully before finally letting his hand touch the television… and then, something unexplainable happened.


Like he had just grabbed onto a speeding train, the man felt a strong pull towards the screen. He braced for the impact, which would definitely plant his face full of small glass shards from the screen, but instead of bashing face first into a wall, it was instead like falling out of a window. He felt a brief weightlessness for a few seconds, as reality itself seemed to dissolve all around him with bright, flashing colors.


“Aw, my back!” Dave cried out as he was pushed onto the ground with such force that it felt like he'd fallen from a building. As soon as those unusually high pitched words left his mouth however, he gasped, putting his hands on his face- only to discover that they were all furry and fluffy, as if he was wearing the softest winter gloves ever.


“¿Estás bien?” Puss looked down at his mate on the ground, his arms crossed, head tilting from side to side in an disappointed manner. “You should know, Kitty. We do NOT venture beyond the fourth wall, because the only way to come back is to make contact with someone else from within! Now imagine if I hadn't found you and you were still stuck in there! Must be a cruel world on the flipside…”


“K-kitty?” Dave muttered, struggling to understand what had just happened. He looked behind his back to the gray, glowing rectangle magically floating mid air. That's where he just fell through from.


“Have you forgotten who you are? Just look at yourself!” As Dave extended his furry arms, looked at his soft belly and realized that he had a tail, he suddenly understood everything. He really was Kitty Softpaws! But how? Was he always Kitty?


She rushed to the nearest puddle to see her expression in the water, almost passing out from the overwhelm of emotions. Everything about her looked, felt and sounded like Kitty. She was Kitty.


“Dissonance, dissonance. Have you really been in there for so long that you even forgot who you are?” Puss asked, sounding upset and confused as he approached his companion. Then his judging voice suddenly turned softer as he looked at Kitty, muttering out a quiet question. “D-do you still love me, at least?”


“Y-yes, I do! Of course I love you, Puss! I have always loved you!” Kitty replied quickly, taking the cat's helping hand to get up from beside the puddle. She didn't lie.


At that moment, the two looked into each other's eyes, filled with admiration and love. Their pupils expanded to a cartoonishly large degree, and their heartbeat could be heard from afar.


“Just please promise not to venture in there again, alright mi amor?” Kitty softly nodded at the request of her boyfriend, slowly leaning in for a kiss until their lips finally touched. Romantic music could be heard playing from a distance, as she pressed her lips against Puss’s furry mouth, the two quietly moaning as they played with each other's tongues.


Suddenly Kitty could feel her cheeks blowing up, the romantic music stopping abruptly. She coughed, her mouth now tasting like regurgitated fish. Not understanding what happened at first, she looked up at the orange cat, who buried his face in his hat, quietly laughing to himself about the “accident”.


“Did you just… Burp in my mouth??” She asked, but her frown quickly turned to a smirk. “That was pretty hot, Puss, not gonna lie~”


“What??” Puss almost fell on his back as he heard his girlfriend's comment, taken aback and blushing. “I thought you hated when I did gross stuff to you? Is my biggest weapon against you lost??”


“Well, maybe it just happened that I got a little bit… rewired under that fourth wall.” Kitty giggled, playfully grabbing the chin of her boyfriend and giving him another tiny kiss. “Maybe I got a little hornier. Do you wanna do something about it~?”


Not even a minute had passed, and Kitty was already on her knees, pulling the fur on Puss’ crotch aside to reveal the package underneath. The good sized penis rolled straight out from underneath, smelling a little musky as expected- he wasn't one to take a good shower every day. That only excited Kitty even further however, as she hungrily reached for the cock, putting it in her mouth.


“W-wow Kitty… I didn't know you gave such good head!” The cat praised his girlfriend as his legs began to shake from the stimulation. He started bucking his hips to get the furry, musky penis even deeper into his loving girlfriend’s mouth, who couldn't help but gag and slobber at the large junk being pressed into her with such force.


“Br… burp… oh Kitty, you know I always get a little belchy when I'm getting so close to climax!” Puss said between two loud, wet burps that quickly fouled up the air around them.


The old Kitty might have been grossed out and stopped sucking until her boyfriend got her gassy problems out of the way, but not the new one. She just kept slurping and sucking stronger and stronger, even giving tiny burps of her own onto the mix, as the soggy, furry cock pulsated in her mouth.


*BURPPPPPPP*


The forest was shaken and the windows vibrated by the unimaginably loud burp that Puss made when he was finally brought over the edge, emptying his warm load into the eager female cat's mouth. His eyes rolled back and he almost fell onto his knees, even letting out a small fart that he could barely hold back from bringing along other… less desirable substances out into the open.


“Wow, you really let yourself all out on that one, didn't you?” Kitty teased in her usual manner after swallowing all that seed, not even realizing how her personality started forming into the actual, teasy film character.


“I… I think I did! Gracias, Kitty!” Puss replied, deeply blushing beneath his fur as the two exchanged kisses again, getting even more slobber over each other's faces.


“Well, I think we've scared all of our viewers away by now. Care to come home with me?” The orange cat pointed towards the dark, creepy forest where his home lay, suddenly not even seeming that creepy now, that Kitty knew she had someone to go with. Someone so fearless and handsome~”


“Let's go! Did you bring any food along? I'm starving.” Kitty replied, following Puss who already got himself gathered and going.


“Wasn't all that cat sausage enough~?” Puss teased as he pulled out two tuna sandwiches from under his cape.


“Make one more joke like that, and I'll actually eat it!” Kitty replied, snatching one of the sandwiches away. “Wait, did you keep these under there all along? That's gross~ aren't they all sweaty now?”


“Beggars can't be choosers, mi amor~” Puss giggled, taking a bite of his stinky, soggy sandwich with Kitty following suit. Although she didn't admit it, she felt quite turned on by the gross sandwich.


“So are you sure nothing wrong’s gonna come from this? I mean I just… *gag* *burp* sucked you off in front of a bunch of viewers?” Kitty asked nervously, barely being able to hold back her gagging and burping from the gross taste in her mouth.


“Don’t worry about them, Kitty. As far as I’m concerned, those bastards are just gonna watch anything!” With that, the cat laughed and poked his ass towards the screen that kept following them from behind, scratching between his buttcheeks and letting out a big, ripe fart. Rules didn't matter in the cartoon world. And now Kitty, who already began to forget much of her old identity, was now a part of it forever. Forever, with the man she always wished for herself.