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In his dream, visions of tuna fish, balls of yarn, and mice chased each other around in a playful circle. One mouse in particular stuck out to him, as she always did. A small smile crossed their snout, just thinking about her…\n\nThe cat could hear footsteps, and begrudgingly, the fluffy cloud of his dream literally popped like a bubble around their head. He opened up one of his large, yellow eyes lazily, and gazed upwards, staring at the bubblegum pink dress of her human. “Now Clover, I don’t want a single mouse in this house when I return. I’m having the Miller’s over and this place needs to be spotless!”\n\nClover raised a paw and waved off the pesky human, eager to return to his nap. “Sure, sure, whatever…mmhp…spotless...” \n\nHe didn’t speak for her benefit, humans never listened well enough to hear him anyway. It was just some innate part of him that demanded he express himself as if an audience was watching. The human, seemingly convinced, opened the kitchen door beside the groggy cat and headed outside. “See you in a bit Clover!”\n\nNo sooner had the door closed and the human’s footsteps faded away, then Clover heard the familiar pitter-patter of small mouse paws over linoleum. The sound started his heart a-fluttering and slowly, achingly, got him out of bed. He stretched, long and luxurious, in that cat-like way that they’re known for. He kneaded the chilly floor with his large paws, then looked up. There, with her arms and legs wrapped around the handle of a drawer and trying to scale it, stood her, his nemesis, his passion, and his mouse. “Not even a hello Marley? I thought we were getting close~.”\n\nClover’s dulcet tones made the mouse, Marley, squeak, her fur bristling out all over and her eyes growing large. A blush crossed her whiskery cheeks, seeing the cat lazily strolling on over. “Hehh…h-hi Clover! J-Just…getting a light workout in. Isometric exercise, y-y’know?”\n\nOne glance upwards betrayed her intentions. A massive cheesecake, practically a foot high and loaded with cream, strawberries, and orange slices, gleamed on the countertop. Marley’s eyes grew wide, filling with the image of the cake, as a choir of angels sang its praises. Her mouth was watering just looking at it, forming a small river underneath her. “Ooohh…mmmhllph~....*slurp*” She licked her lips with a large pink tongue.\n\n“Oh yeah, definitely a workout.” Clover said. “If you really want to feel the burn, why not try THIS!”\n\nMoving up to his hind legs, a more natural position for these sorts of actions, Clover reached behind his back and pulled out a large flyswatter. He reared back, causing Marley’s eyes to grow to the size of saucers in a cartoonish wildtake, and struck, flattening her against the drawer as a small gray splatter. He pulled the flyswatter away, stretching the wad of mouse back further and further. Her eyes showed dizzy spirals and her cheeks blazed bright red. She was already loving this, as was he. “Pretty spicy, huh?”\n\n“MMphggh~ mmmhAAH!”\n\nWith an immense effort, Marley’s body snapped from both the drawer and the flyswatter, revealing her regular body floating in midair for a second before falling to the ground and making a break for it towards the living room. “How do you feel about some cardio, kitty! Heeheehee!”\n\nClover’s face lit up and he hunkered down on all fours, ready to give chase. He never felt more alive nor connected to his little rival when he was staring down her rear end, coiled like a spring and ready to pounce. With all the force his little body could muster, Clover darted forward, tracing Marley’s exact trail around the house. Over the couch, around the fish bowl, under the table, up the wall, across the ceiling, through the paintings, and finally, right in front of a blank stretch of wall. Marley spun around, her back pressed against the sideboards and chuckled nervously.\n\nHer legs knocked together, her body quivered in a mix of adrenaline, thrill, and arousal, and she stared up at the feline force of nature staring her down. Clover loomed above her, his large, sharp, toothy grin gleaming overhead. Her tail unconsciously sproinged and twisted into a small heart shape. “Nowhere to run mousy~.”\n\nClover’s cavernous maw opened wide, and Marley took her chance. Quick as a flash, she popped a lit stick of dynamite into his mouth, which he greedily swallowed whole. “Ahhh…hey, you tasted a little more…sparky than normal.” Clover’s eyes went wide, and he looked down at his hissing stomach. “uuhh…~”\n\n“It’s my new shampoo, Peaches and Bombs. Tootles!”\n\nMarley raised one leg and zipped off, leaving a cloud of dust shaped just like her behind. Clover looked up, his pupils shrinking to pin pricks as he felt the wick burning lower and lower, until…\n\n[b]BANG!! PEWWWWWWWWW[/b]\n\nHis entire body swelled up like a ridiculous-looking balloon. His cheeks puffed out, his tail filled and inflated, and Clover hung in the air for a moment, suspended. With a massive huff, smoke vented out of his mouth and ears, shooting him around the living room and eventually into the kitchen. When he landed, his body was completely deflated and flat, small wisps of smoke curling from his mouth. “HeHhh…~ t-tAsTeS gOoD oN yOu~...”\n\nBack in the kitchen, Marley stood on the counter, rubbing her hands together and staring at the glorious beauty of the cheesy confection. She was gonna be eating good tonight! Right as she moved forward to cut herself a slice she found she…couldn’t. No matter how much her little legs struggled, it was like she was walking on perfectly slick ice, she just couldn’t get traction. She looked around, noticing something odd with her tail.\n\nIt was being held down by a single finger on a massive brown paw, keeping her pinned perfectly in place. Her eyes traced the paw down the arm, up the shoulder, and into those piercing yellow eyes she couldn’t seem to stop thinking about for long. “H-h-h-h-h…m-m-m-m-mmm…”\n\n“Not gonna get rid of me that easy cutie~” Said Clover, back to normal.\n\nMarley redoubled her efforts, running as fast as she could. Her legs turned into circular blurs, spinning faster and faster. She had to free herself! She had to get away! With a smirk, Clover released her tail, sending her hurtling forward uncontrollably. She bounced off the flat side of the cake knife, flipped and tumbled through the air, and landed, flat as a sheet and upside-down, against a wall. Her tail was crooked, and she groaned, feeling her body being gently pulled out of the Marley-shaped dent her impact created in the drywall like an old sticker.\n\nClover held her tail between his knuckles, chuckling as little spirals of dizziness floated off her head. “You gotta watch where you’re going Marls, you might hurt yourself~”\n\n“RRGHH! Lemme GO!” Marley kicked and struggled in the air, swinging herself around and trying to leap towards the cheesecake from Clover’s paw. Unfortunately, he kept his paw turning, letting her run between his fingers on an endless treadmill.\n\n“Or what? Gonna squeak at me? Maybe try and escape?”\n\nClover goaded, playing with his new toy. He could feel her scampery little heartbeat through his paws sometimes when she brushed across him just right. He wondered if she could feel his speed up a bit at that thought. At that moment, she stopped trying to jump for freedom and turned to him. Their snouts were so close, their whiskers were mixing with each other. “How about I do you one better? LOOK, A TUNA SANDWICH!”\n\n“WHERE?!”\n\nUnable to resist the temptation of fishy treats, Clover’s head whipped around wildly. Seeing no such treats, he turned back to Marley. “You jerk, there wasn’t-...” \n\nHe looked at his empty paw, then his other paw, then on the surrounding floor. Marley had gotten away. “That conniving little-” \n\n“Yoohoo!”\n\nIn front of him, Marley sat, her upper-half poking out of one of the drawers. She blew a large wet raspberry, then turned around and shook her butt at him. “Try and catch this Mr. Gullible!”\n\nChallenge accepted. Clover rushed forward, intending to scoop up the tricky rodent once and for all, but as he reached the drawer, it slammed shut. He opened it, looking inside, and frowned. Empty. “Hey fish-breath!” Behind him, Marley poked her head out of a separate drawer. “Too slow!”\n\nClover whirled and snatched at Marley’s teasing face, only for that drawer to snap shut as well, and reveal itself to be empty. And so it went, Marley popping up in a drawer, Clover rushing over, but never being fast enough. It was infuriating, how Marley could taunt him from everywhere, and exhilarating that she was staying one step ahead of Clover’s white mitts. She popped out, blew him a kiss, and was gone before he could grab her. She’d toss out utensils and plates, having him catch them to avoid his human’s ire, and through it all was the sound of high-pitched mouse laughter.\n\nFinally, their little war came to a close when the cat noticed Marley visible on the stove. “Aha! I have you now!”\n\nClover rushed hard and fast, putting everything he could into this charge. With a flourish, Marley swept up a frying pan from beside her and swung it forward, smashing the poor kitty in the snout. The cast iron of the pan deformed outwards in a perfect imprint of his pain-stricken face, and as he made contact, his body vibrated and shook like a plucked guitar string. “Ouwww….” The poor cat slumped down to the floor, huffing and puffing with effort and need.\n\n“‘Got me now’, huh?” Marley leaned over the edge of the stove, resting on her stomach and snickered. Her pupils transformed into hearts, staring down at Clover, with his face like a smashed-flat pug and stars twinkling and circling his head. “Let me know how that works out for you kitty~” She yawned dramatically, really putting all her showmanship into the gesture of mock boredom.\n\nClover glared up at Marley, pinched his snout, and stretched it back outwards, letting it snap back into place like a rubber band. “Fair enough. Let me know how escaping THIS goes!”\n\nHe reached behind his back and pulled out a large, barrel-sized hammer. Marley, having only just now noticed thanks to her yawn, screamed out in surprise. Her eyes popped out on stalks, her tail stiffened to a straight line, and her entire body hovered briefly in the air. As she came back together, she wheeled her legs in midair, barely dodging as the hammer smacked down on the poor stove, reducing it to sparks and scrap metal. “Missed me!”\n\n“I’ll show YOU MISSED!!” Clover raised the mallet again, slamming it down right on Marley’s trail over and over, leaving large holes in the floor and appliances in the house. The missed strikes carried them right back into the living room, where Clover smashed the couch, a lamp, and some framed pictures “HOLD. STILL. WOULD’YA!”\n\nA final strike knocked a floorboard loose, sending the small mouse airborne, over Clover’s head, and landing inside the grand piano. Feeling a devilish grin across his face, Clover headed over, swept out the tails of the fancy tailcoat he was suddenly wearing, cracked his knuckles, and began to go to town on the keys. A lovely, jazzy melody bounced out of the piano, and Clover bounced along with it. “Quite the NOTE-worthy tune, eh?”\n\nInside the instrument, Marley darted and moved through the hammers, avoiding the swinging ones as best she could. “Oh you’re a real riot- GGYAAHH!~~!”\n\nIn the mother of all bad timings, Clover’s song reached a key that Marley was just passing over, smashing the space between her legs flat and sticking her in place against the string. Clover’s ears perked up at the moan. “Oh? Is this thing out of tune? I should test it to make sure.”\n\nThe cat began pressing that key over and over, making the hammer swing into the same spot over and over. Marley did all she could to free herself, but the gummy consistency of her crotch area right now prevented her from moving at all. “AAUUGh! C-CLOVERRUUHG! GGHHHUUUH! S-STOOPPHH!”\n\nClover’s deft paw reached inside, felt around for the struggling mouse, and gripped her around the ears. “Well, if you say so~”\n\nHe began working to pull her free, stretching her this way and that, working her looser and looser. Her body stretched, getting longer and stringier until finally, she snapped free as a gooey, murmuring wad that stuck to Clover’s fingers. The cat held her up to the light and smiled. “Oooo, you don’t look too good~”\n\n“BBblub…C-CLooverrbbb!”\n\n“Alright alright. One regular-shaped mouse, GUMming right up!”\n\nClover pinched his fingers and flicked Marley into his mouth, chewing her around and around. Her sweet, oaky flavor washed over his tongue as he pursed his lips and began to blow a bubble. At first, it was nothing but a gray sphere, then Marley’s head popped into view against Clover’s own, seeming like they were kissing. Her limbs followed, and finally her thin tail. Her cheeks bulged tremendously, filling up with Clover’s breath that she just couldn’t vent. Clover lifted a hand and extended a single claw, rubbing it along Marley’s taut bubblegum surface. “Oh it’d be so easy, just a single prick and…” He pressed his claw more firmly against her, but not so firm as to pop her just yet. \n\nMarley wiggled and squirming, trying to break free and utterly unable to. If she could pant with contained pressure, she would have, with her lips stuck against Clover’s own and her body completely at his mercy. Oh for the love of gouda, she could hardly take it anymore, his sharp claw teasing her with the inevitable. “MMPHhMM! MMGHGH~!”\n\n“Oh? What was that? You want me to make you even bigger? Well by all means~.”\n\nClover took in a massive torso inflating breath and…\n\n[b][i]FWWSSHHHHHHHH[/i][/b]\n\nMarley’s body swelled, growing to the size of a watermelon, then a beach ball, then almost taking up the whole room. She moaned and struggled, pushed to her limit by the only one that could get her here. She was practically incoherent when Clover set his claw against her a second time. This time, he simply pushed his claw further, divoting her surface before…-\n\n[b][i]POW![/i][/b]\n\nMarley’s regular body, back to normal, hung limply from Clover’s lips. Little spirals danced in her eyes once more. “Hope you learned your lesson you little thief. No one steals cake in my house!”\n\nThat’s right, the cake! Filled with new-found inner strength, Marley put her hands and feet against Clover’s snout and pried herself free, her lips stretching from her snout. She leapt through the air, sailing into the piano and turned back to her cat. “First time for everything! And by the way, you were off key!”\n\n“Why you little- !”\n\nMarley wiggled her tongue at Clover, and leapt forward into the inner workings of the piano to catch her. As he scrambled for her and seemed to wrap his hands around something vaguely Marley-shaped, Clover noticed a figure standing off to the side. Marley stood next to the stick holding the top of the piano open. Looking down, he noticed that the Marley he’d thought was the real one was actually just a large black bomb with a crudely drawn picture of her face taped to it. “You ready to have your mind blown~?” Marley teased.\n\n“W-Wait..WAITWAITWAI-”\n\nMarley kicked the stick out of the way, letting the piano’s lid fall directly on top of Clover’s head. It bounced once, twice, three times before settling in place. “GGNNHK! HNHK! GHH!” \n\nThe cat’s lower half scrambled and struggled to get free only for a sudden BLAST, and puff of smoke to ring out. He and the piano went limp and splayed across the floor. Slowly, Clover raised the lid to reveal his face, soot black with his eyes cartoonishly blinking in its midst. Three large bumps, 6 inches high, decorated his head. “UuGGgGhHhHhhaa….nOo dOctOr, tHe tUlips aRe wOnDeRfuL~”\n\nMarley giggled and hopped down on top of Clover’s bottle brush tail, sliding down its length, and scampering back towards her goal for the third time. She’d get there this time, she was sure! Behind her, Marley shook his head furiously, setting it back to normal. “Get back here!”\n\nClover was right on her heels, reaching for her with all the length his arms could give him. Finally, with a single powerful swipe, Marley was caught. She felt her breath constrict, her eyes bulge like balloons, and her body made a squeaky toy noise as Clover squeezed. This was it! The end of the chase! She was finished! “When I’m through with you, you’re gonna-”\n\n[b][i]WHAMM![/i][/b]\n\nThe kitchen door slammed open right in Clover’s face, flattening him to a wide, brown disc with his tail sticking out stiffly and his arms, now only loosely holding onto his quarry, jutting out in front of him through the mail slot. “Cloverrrr! I’m hom- …w-what…WHAT HAPPENED IN HERE!”\n\nMarley’s heart was going a mile a minute as she worked herself free and bolted off down the hall and into her mouse hole. That was so close! She could feel Clover’s triumph in the way her body had squished cartoonishly, and she had believed it completely! It was all she could do not to swoon right there in the open. Plenty of time and swooning couches for that in her hole.\n\nClover’s human reached around and peeled him off the door, grabbing him by the tail and snout and stretching him back to normal. “I leave for 15 minutes and you’ve already wrecked the place! What do you have to say for yourself?!”\n\nLooking around, Clover realized how wrecked the house had become. Large hammer holes in everything, smashed couches, lamps, stovetops and tables, char marks around the broken piano…In fact, the only thing that seemed untouched was the cheesecake. He looked up at his human and shrugged, smiling sheepishly. “M-Mice, huh? Heheh…”\n\n-----\n\nLater in the evening, Clover stood over a pile of debris with a broom and dust pan. He grumbled and muttered darkly under his breath, sweeping and sweeping, and not getting any cheesecake. The human could have just called a repair guy for everything, it wasn’t as if those are hard to come by. Off outside, he could hear the sounds of humans chatting and laughing together, having moved their little gathering to a place that wasn’t wrecked.\n\nA whistle caught his attention and he looked up. Marley was standing there on one of the few unbroken tables in the house, holding a massive plate multiple times her size over her head. Resting on the plate were two slices of cheesecake. Good slices too, with fruit and cream and everything. “How goes it, my stalwart little french maid?”\n\nClover rolled his eyes. The fact that he was, in fact, dressed as a French maid was none of her business anyway. “Come to gloat?”\n\n“Oh definitely. But I also come bearing gifts”\n\nShe set down the plate, which looked like it would have been impossible for her to carry due to its size and headed for a pair of forks. Clover noted that one of the slices was a lot larger than the other and he chuckled, guessing which was for her and which for him. “Jerk”\n\n“You know me, just can’t let sleeping cats lie. Or clean I guess. I dunno, just eat your cake!”\n\nMarley picked up one of the forks, spearing the larger slice on the end and lifted the entire thing up into the air. 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The cat could hear footsteps, and begrudgingly, the fluffy cloud of his dream literally popped like a bubble around their head. He opened up one of his large, yellow eyes lazily, and gazed upwards, staring at the bubblegum pink dress of her human. “Now Clover, I don’t want a single mouse in this house when I return. I’m having the Miller’s over and this place needs to be spotless!”

Clover raised a paw and waved off the pesky human, eager to return to his nap. “Sure, sure, whatever…mmhp…spotless...”

He didn’t speak for her benefit, humans never listened well enough to hear him anyway. It was just some innate part of him that demanded he express himself as if an audience was watching. The human, seemingly convinced, opened the kitchen door beside the groggy cat and headed outside. “See you in a bit Clover!”

No sooner had the door closed and the human’s footsteps faded away, then Clover heard the familiar pitter-patter of small mouse paws over linoleum. The sound started his heart a-fluttering and slowly, achingly, got him out of bed. He stretched, long and luxurious, in that cat-like way that they’re known for. He kneaded the chilly floor with his large paws, then looked up. There, with her arms and legs wrapped around the handle of a drawer and trying to scale it, stood her, his nemesis, his passion, and his mouse. “Not even a hello Marley? I thought we were getting close~.”

Clover’s dulcet tones made the mouse, Marley, squeak, her fur bristling out all over and her eyes growing large. A blush crossed her whiskery cheeks, seeing the cat lazily strolling on over. “Hehh…h-hi Clover! J-Just…getting a light workout in. Isometric exercise, y-y’know?”

One glance upwards betrayed her intentions. A massive cheesecake, practically a foot high and loaded with cream, strawberries, and orange slices, gleamed on the countertop. Marley’s eyes grew wide, filling with the image of the cake, as a choir of angels sang its praises. Her mouth was watering just looking at it, forming a small river underneath her. “Ooohh…mmmhllph~....*slurp*” She licked her lips with a large pink tongue.

“Oh yeah, definitely a workout.” Clover said. “If you really want to feel the burn, why not try THIS!”

Moving up to his hind legs, a more natural position for these sorts of actions, Clover reached behind his back and pulled out a large flyswatter. He reared back, causing Marley’s eyes to grow to the size of saucers in a cartoonish wildtake, and struck, flattening her against the drawer as a small gray splatter. He pulled the flyswatter away, stretching the wad of mouse back further and further. Her eyes showed dizzy spirals and her cheeks blazed bright red. She was already loving this, as was he. “Pretty spicy, huh?”

“MMphggh~ mmmhAAH!”

With an immense effort, Marley’s body snapped from both the drawer and the flyswatter, revealing her regular body floating in midair for a second before falling to the ground and making a break for it towards the living room. “How do you feel about some cardio, kitty! Heeheehee!”

Clover’s face lit up and he hunkered down on all fours, ready to give chase. He never felt more alive nor connected to his little rival when he was staring down her rear end, coiled like a spring and ready to pounce. With all the force his little body could muster, Clover darted forward, tracing Marley’s exact trail around the house. Over the couch, around the fish bowl, under the table, up the wall, across the ceiling, through the paintings, and finally, right in front of a blank stretch of wall. Marley spun around, her back pressed against the sideboards and chuckled nervously.

Her legs knocked together, her body quivered in a mix of adrenaline, thrill, and arousal, and she stared up at the feline force of nature staring her down. Clover loomed above her, his large, sharp, toothy grin gleaming overhead. Her tail unconsciously sproinged and twisted into a small heart shape. “Nowhere to run mousy~.”

Clover’s cavernous maw opened wide, and Marley took her chance. Quick as a flash, she popped a lit stick of dynamite into his mouth, which he greedily swallowed whole. “Ahhh…hey, you tasted a little more…sparky than normal.” Clover’s eyes went wide, and he looked down at his hissing stomach. “uuhh…~”

“It’s my new shampoo, Peaches and Bombs. Tootles!”

Marley raised one leg and zipped off, leaving a cloud of dust shaped just like her behind. Clover looked up, his pupils shrinking to pin pricks as he felt the wick burning lower and lower, until…

BANG!! PEWWWWWWWWW

His entire body swelled up like a ridiculous-looking balloon. His cheeks puffed out, his tail filled and inflated, and Clover hung in the air for a moment, suspended. With a massive huff, smoke vented out of his mouth and ears, shooting him around the living room and eventually into the kitchen. When he landed, his body was completely deflated and flat, small wisps of smoke curling from his mouth. “HeHhh…~ t-tAsTeS gOoD oN yOu~...”

Back in the kitchen, Marley stood on the counter, rubbing her hands together and staring at the glorious beauty of the cheesy confection. She was gonna be eating good tonight! Right as she moved forward to cut herself a slice she found she…couldn’t. No matter how much her little legs struggled, it was like she was walking on perfectly slick ice, she just couldn’t get traction. She looked around, noticing something odd with her tail.

It was being held down by a single finger on a massive brown paw, keeping her pinned perfectly in place. Her eyes traced the paw down the arm, up the shoulder, and into those piercing yellow eyes she couldn’t seem to stop thinking about for long. “H-h-h-h-h…m-m-m-m-mmm…”

“Not gonna get rid of me that easy cutie~” Said Clover, back to normal.

Marley redoubled her efforts, running as fast as she could. Her legs turned into circular blurs, spinning faster and faster. She had to free herself! She had to get away! With a smirk, Clover released her tail, sending her hurtling forward uncontrollably. She bounced off the flat side of the cake knife, flipped and tumbled through the air, and landed, flat as a sheet and upside-down, against a wall. Her tail was crooked, and she groaned, feeling her body being gently pulled out of the Marley-shaped dent her impact created in the drywall like an old sticker.

Clover held her tail between his knuckles, chuckling as little spirals of dizziness floated off her head. “You gotta watch where you’re going Marls, you might hurt yourself~”

“RRGHH! Lemme GO!” Marley kicked and struggled in the air, swinging herself around and trying to leap towards the cheesecake from Clover’s paw. Unfortunately, he kept his paw turning, letting her run between his fingers on an endless treadmill.

“Or what? Gonna squeak at me? Maybe try and escape?”

Clover goaded, playing with his new toy. He could feel her scampery little heartbeat through his paws sometimes when she brushed across him just right. He wondered if she could feel his speed up a bit at that thought. At that moment, she stopped trying to jump for freedom and turned to him. Their snouts were so close, their whiskers were mixing with each other.  “How about I do you one better? LOOK, A TUNA SANDWICH!”

“WHERE?!”

Unable to resist the temptation of fishy treats, Clover’s head whipped around wildly. Seeing no such treats, he turned back to Marley. “You jerk, there wasn’t-...”

He looked at his empty paw, then his other paw, then on the surrounding floor. Marley had gotten away. “That conniving little-”

“Yoohoo!”

In front of him, Marley sat, her upper-half poking out of one of the drawers. She blew a large wet raspberry, then turned around and shook her butt at him. “Try and catch this Mr. Gullible!”

Challenge accepted. Clover rushed forward, intending to scoop up the tricky rodent once and for all, but as he reached the drawer, it slammed shut. He opened it, looking inside, and frowned. Empty. “Hey fish-breath!” Behind him, Marley poked her head out of a separate drawer. “Too slow!”

Clover whirled and snatched at Marley’s teasing face, only for that drawer to snap shut as well, and reveal itself to be empty. And so it went, Marley popping up in a drawer, Clover rushing over, but never being fast enough. It was infuriating, how Marley could taunt him from everywhere, and exhilarating that she was staying one step ahead of Clover’s white mitts. She popped out, blew him a kiss, and was gone before he could grab her. She’d toss out utensils and plates, having him catch them to avoid his human’s ire, and through it all was the sound of high-pitched mouse laughter.

Finally, their little war came to a close when the cat noticed Marley visible on the stove. “Aha! I have you now!”

Clover rushed hard and fast, putting everything he could into this charge. With a flourish, Marley swept up a frying pan from beside her and swung it forward, smashing the poor kitty in the snout. The cast iron of the pan deformed outwards in a perfect imprint of his pain-stricken face, and as he made contact, his body vibrated and shook like a plucked guitar string. “Ouwww….” The poor cat slumped down to the floor, huffing and puffing with effort and need.

“‘Got me now’, huh?” Marley leaned over the edge of the stove, resting on her stomach and snickered. Her pupils transformed into hearts, staring down at Clover, with his face like a smashed-flat pug and stars twinkling and circling his head. “Let me know how that works out for you kitty~” She yawned dramatically, really putting all her showmanship into the gesture of mock boredom.

Clover glared up at Marley, pinched his snout, and stretched it back outwards, letting it snap back into place like a rubber band. “Fair enough. Let me know how escaping THIS goes!”

He reached behind his back and pulled out a large, barrel-sized hammer. Marley, having only just now noticed thanks to her yawn, screamed out in surprise. Her eyes popped out on stalks, her tail stiffened to a straight line, and her entire body hovered briefly in the air. As she came back together, she wheeled her legs in midair, barely dodging as the hammer smacked down on the poor stove, reducing it to sparks and scrap metal. “Missed me!”

“I’ll show YOU MISSED!!” Clover raised the mallet again, slamming it down right on Marley’s trail over and over, leaving large holes in the floor and appliances in the house. The missed strikes carried them right back into the living room, where Clover smashed the couch, a lamp, and some framed pictures “HOLD. STILL. WOULD’YA!”

A final strike knocked a floorboard loose, sending the small mouse airborne, over Clover’s head, and landing inside the grand piano. Feeling a devilish grin across his face, Clover headed over, swept out the tails of the fancy tailcoat he was suddenly wearing, cracked his knuckles, and began to go to town on the keys. A lovely, jazzy melody bounced out of the piano, and Clover bounced along with it. “Quite the NOTE-worthy tune, eh?”

Inside the instrument, Marley darted and moved through the hammers, avoiding the swinging ones as best she could. “Oh you’re a real riot- GGYAAHH!~~!”

In the mother of all bad timings, Clover’s song reached a key that Marley was just passing over, smashing the space between her legs flat and sticking her in place against the string. Clover’s ears perked up at the moan. “Oh? Is this thing out of tune? I should test it to make sure.”

The cat began pressing that key over and over, making the hammer swing into the same spot over and over. Marley did all she could to free herself, but the gummy consistency of her crotch area right now prevented her from moving at all. “AAUUGh! C-CLOVERRUUHG! GGHHHUUUH! S-STOOPPHH!”

Clover’s deft paw reached inside, felt around for the struggling mouse, and gripped her around the ears. “Well, if you say so~”

He began working to pull her free, stretching her this way and that, working her looser and looser. Her body stretched, getting longer and stringier until finally, she snapped free as a gooey, murmuring wad that stuck to Clover’s fingers. The cat held her up to the light and smiled. “Oooo, you don’t look too good~”

“BBblub…C-CLooverrbbb!”

“Alright alright. One regular-shaped mouse, GUMming right up!”

Clover pinched his fingers and flicked Marley into his mouth, chewing her around and around. Her sweet, oaky flavor washed over his tongue as he pursed his lips and began to blow a bubble. At first, it was nothing but a gray sphere, then Marley’s head popped into view against Clover’s own, seeming like they were kissing. Her limbs followed, and finally her thin tail. Her cheeks bulged tremendously, filling up with Clover’s breath that she just couldn’t vent. Clover lifted a hand and extended a single claw, rubbing it along Marley’s taut bubblegum surface. “Oh it’d be so easy, just a single prick and…” He pressed his claw more firmly against her, but not so firm as to pop her just yet.

Marley wiggled and squirming, trying to break free and utterly unable to. If she could pant with contained pressure, she would have, with her lips stuck against Clover’s own and her body completely at his mercy. Oh for the love of gouda, she could hardly take it anymore, his sharp claw teasing her with the inevitable. “MMPHhMM! MMGHGH~!”

“Oh? What was that? You want me to make you even bigger? Well by all means~.”

Clover took in a massive torso inflating breath and…

FWWSSHHHHHHHH

Marley’s body swelled, growing to the size of a watermelon, then a beach ball, then almost taking up the whole room. She moaned and struggled, pushed to her limit by the only one that could get her here. She was practically incoherent when Clover set his claw against her a second time. This time, he simply pushed his claw further, divoting her surface before…-

POW!

Marley’s regular body, back to normal, hung limply from Clover’s lips. Little spirals danced in her eyes once more. “Hope you learned your lesson you little thief. No one steals cake in my house!”

That’s right, the cake! Filled with new-found inner strength, Marley put her hands and feet against Clover’s snout and pried herself free, her lips stretching from her snout. She leapt through the air, sailing into the piano and turned back to her cat. “First time for everything! And by the way, you were off key!”

“Why you little- !”

Marley wiggled her tongue at Clover, and leapt forward into the inner workings of the piano to catch her. As he scrambled for her and seemed to wrap his hands around something vaguely Marley-shaped, Clover noticed a figure standing off to the side. Marley stood next to the stick holding the top of the piano open. Looking down, he noticed that the Marley he’d thought was the real one was actually just a large black bomb with a crudely drawn picture of her face taped to it. “You ready to have your mind blown~?” Marley teased.

“W-Wait..WAITWAITWAI-”

Marley kicked the stick out of the way, letting the piano’s lid fall directly on top of Clover’s head. It bounced once, twice, three times before settling in place. “GGNNHK! HNHK! GHH!”

The cat’s lower half scrambled and struggled to get free only for a sudden BLAST, and puff of smoke to ring out. He and the piano went limp and splayed across the floor. Slowly, Clover raised the lid to reveal his face, soot black with his eyes cartoonishly blinking in its midst. Three large bumps, 6 inches high, decorated his head. “UuGGgGhHhHhhaa….nOo dOctOr, tHe tUlips aRe wOnDeRfuL~”

Marley giggled and hopped down on top of Clover’s bottle brush tail, sliding down its length, and scampering back towards her goal for the third time. She’d get there this time, she was sure! Behind her, Marley shook his head furiously, setting it back to normal. “Get back here!”

Clover was right on her heels, reaching for her with all the length his arms could give him. Finally, with a single powerful swipe, Marley was caught. She felt her breath constrict, her eyes bulge like balloons, and her body made a squeaky toy noise as Clover squeezed. This was it! The end of the chase! She was finished! “When I’m through with you, you’re gonna-”

WHAMM!

The kitchen door slammed open right in Clover’s face, flattening him to a wide, brown disc with his tail sticking out stiffly and his arms, now only loosely holding onto his quarry, jutting out in front of him through the mail slot. “Cloverrrr! I’m hom- …w-what…WHAT HAPPENED IN HERE!”

Marley’s heart was going a mile a minute as she worked herself free and bolted off down the hall and into her mouse hole. That was so close! She could feel Clover’s triumph in the way her body had squished cartoonishly, and she had believed it completely! It was all she could do not to swoon right there in the open. Plenty of time and swooning couches for that in her hole.

Clover’s human reached around and peeled him off the door, grabbing him by the tail and snout and stretching him back to normal. “I leave for 15 minutes and you’ve already wrecked the place! What do you have to say for yourself?!”

Looking around, Clover realized how wrecked the house had become. Large hammer holes in everything, smashed couches, lamps, stovetops and tables, char marks around the broken piano…In fact, the only thing that seemed untouched was the cheesecake. He looked up at his human and shrugged, smiling sheepishly. “M-Mice, huh? Heheh…”

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Later in the evening, Clover stood over a pile of debris with a broom and dust pan. He grumbled and muttered darkly under his breath, sweeping and sweeping, and not getting any cheesecake. The human could have just called a repair guy for everything, it wasn’t as if those are hard to come by. Off outside, he could hear the sounds of humans chatting and laughing together, having moved their little gathering to a place that wasn’t wrecked.

A whistle caught his attention and he looked up. Marley was standing there on one of the few unbroken tables in the house, holding a massive plate multiple times her size over her head. Resting on the plate were two slices of cheesecake. Good slices too, with fruit and cream and everything. “How goes it, my stalwart little french maid?”

Clover rolled his eyes. The fact that he was, in fact, dressed as a French maid was none of her business anyway. “Come to gloat?”

“Oh definitely. But I also come bearing gifts”

She set down the plate, which looked like it would have been impossible for her to carry due to its size and headed for a pair of forks. Clover noted that one of the slices was a lot larger than the other and he chuckled, guessing which was for her and which for him. “Jerk”

“You know me, just can’t let sleeping cats lie. Or clean I guess. I dunno, just eat your cake!”

Marley picked up one of the forks, spearing the larger slice on the end and lifted the entire thing up into the air. She lowered the entire thing whole into her mouth, making her body stretch and morph into a triangular cake shape. She burped quietly and sighed. “Ahhh, that hits the spot”

Clover started on his slice, quickly, before Marley got any ideas of sneaking bites. “Thamksh.” He blushed, his mouth full.

Slowly, he sat against the table, his tail curling up around his passion, his love, his Marley. She pulled it up towards her chin, like she was tucking her brand new, massive, chubby body into bed. “See you tomorrow for round…how many is it now? Ah, I forget~”

“Heh...See you tomorrow…”

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