A Lazy Cat Gets It
       
       It was a quiet day at Binan High School. A bit unusually quiet for the high school as of recently, actually. For most students this was a happy occasion. But for the members of the Earth Defense Club, it was something worth worrying about. Their enemies could strike at any moment and for any reason, so Karls and his knights had to be on their guard.
       
       That didn’t mean that they were on their guard of course, but by all means they should have been. 
       
       Right now, the nominal leader of the group was attempting to take a nap. The rest of the group had chosen to abandon him to find something better to do. He suspected they were going to the bathhouse nearby. In fact, he was pretty sure they had invited him, or maybe tried to drag him there, but that had been hours ago by now by his guess. Whatever the case, it definitely wasn’t worth getting up at this point.
       
       “Kyotaro! Kyooootaro!” A voice cheerfully sang from somewhere far away, calling for the sleeping young man. He solemnly ignored it. Doing so took a bit more effort when a warm lump landed on his chest while continuing to sing, but he managed to keep his eyes closed. “Sir Kyotaro, are you okay? We have been waiting for you the last ten minutes!”
       
       Annoyed, Kyotaro at last opened his eyes to see a smiling, yellow otter eagerly looking down at him. “It’s been that long?” He sighed and looked away from the otter toward the ceiling. “I suppose there’s no point in trying to catch up now then…” He went to close his eyes again, but the otter stopped him by setting some paws on his cheeks and leaning in closer. 
       
       “Sir Kyotaro, surely you jest, correct?” The otter flashed him another smile before leaping back onto the young man’s stomach. Kyotaro’s head went along for the ride since he didn’t loosen his grip for a moment. “Come! If we don’t get going our fellows said they would leave us behind!” With his piece said, the otter cheerfully leapt off Kyotaro and began a march to the clubroom door. 
       
       Kyotaro responded primarily by falling back onto his back the moment he was let go. “I think I’ll just stay here. Go on without me, Karls.” This time his eyes practically slammed shut in desperation to get back to his nap. To think he had only managed to sleep for ten minutes before being interrupted. 
       
       Unfortunately for him, Karls was nothing if not persistent. After barely being allowed a few seconds to drift off, Kyotaro was tugged off the couch by a distinctly human hand grabbing his shoulder and hefting him up. He grumbled to himself when he found that he was now face to face with the smiling human form of Prince Karls of Honyalaland. “Now, Sir Kyotaro, it would be improper for a prince to leave his knight out of a celebration. Now don’t be stubborn. The hot springs will fill you with energy, I’m certain!”
       
       Karls gave his friend another tug but failed to dislodge him entirely from the couch, only lifting him enough to cause his legs to slip to the floor. Kyotaro had gone completely limp in his desperation not to move, and the prince was not the strongest of men even when human. Still, Kyotaro knew he could stand against the big smile on Karls’ face for only so long. He needed to change tactics if he was going to keep him from dragging him out of the club room eventually. 
       
       Kyotaro gave Karls a very curious look, scanning first his face, then the body, and back to the face. “Why do you do that, Karls?”
       
       That bright smile on the prince’s face faded quickly into a look of bewilderment when he started to ponder the question. “Do what?”
       
       If he’d had the energy, Kyotaro might have smiled at the success of his distraction. For now, though, he needed to keep all his energy focused on keeping Karl’s attention. “Turn into a human. I mean, wouldn’t you prefer to stay an otter or whatever you are?” He yawned and sunk onto Karl’s shoulder. “I think I’d prefer to be an animal. So much easier… maybe a cat. Then I could just nap and no one would bother me.”
       
       Karls’ face lit right back up when he heard the question. This time it was big enough to worry Kyotaro. Something about the otter was positively infectious. In spite of himself, he was actually starting to feel energized just looking at it. “Really, sir Kyotaro?!” Karls literally leapt for joy a moment later, his eyes sparkling as he bounced. He clearly didn’t even notice that his eagerness had ended up throwing Kyotaro against the couch, snapping him awake. “You should have told me before!” 
       
       Kyotaro could help but stare while the prince danced giddily for a moment. Then, Karls abruptly took on a proud stance and reached his hand out softly towards his knight. It was almost as though he was beckoning Kyotaro to take his hand. Something compelled the young man to reach out. 
       
       As soon as his hand touched Karls’, the prince spoke again. “It’s really easy Kyotaro, just do what I do.” He spoke strangely calmly despite looking as chipper as ever. 
       
       A moment later, Kyotaro’s vision filled with light briefly before Karls appeared before him, seemingly floating with a geyser of water springing behind him. The prince then did a magnificent flip, and, in a moment, he was replaced by the familiar, yellow otter with the star on his stomach. 
       
       When Kyotaro’s vision returned to normal Karls has standing cheerfully on his lap once again, still holding his hand and smiling. He even shot the young man a wink. “See, easy as peasy, I say.”
       
       Though the otter still sparkled with the same infectious smile he had when he was human, the effect it had on Kyotaro had waned significantly at the demonstration of his magic. “Is the flip really necessary?” He sighed and flung his head back, only the back of the couch keeping him from falling over entirely. “That’s a lot more effort than I thought it would be…”
       
       Embarrassed, Karls’ sparkling smile vanished abruptly, and he began to frantically wave his paws. “Ah, well, I suppose it does take some strength to perform, but-”
       
       “I mean, it’s all so dramatic too. I just wanted to take a warm nap, not put on a stage show…”
       
       “Well, I suppose the flourish is mostly for show-”
       
       “And how does the magic even work?”
       
       “Uh, that is to say, sir Kyotaro would-”
       
       “Is it even worth it?”
       
       At that final question Karls stomped his webbed foot on Kyotaro’s hip. The young man stopped his philosophical pondering to look back down at the otter, who was now defiantly pointing up to him. “Sir Kyotaro, perhaps you are correct!” Karls dramatically set a paw on his hip and lowered his hand limply in a classically royal fashion. “So, instead I will simply bestow the gift of catness upon you my loyal knight. All I ask is your pledge!”
       
       Kyotaro paused for a moment more, staring at that paw. There was something compelling about it, commanding even. But, still… “That’s still a bit dramatic isn’t it?”
       
       Karls just blushed. “Please, sir Kyotaro, it’s how the magic works.”
       
       With a sigh, Kyotaro leaned in and gave the paw the necessary kiss. Again, his vision was bathed in light for a moment, and a second later he was standing proudly in front of the otter. Involuntarily, he spun dramatically, casually noticing a large, fluffy, red tail spinning around him and a red paw running across his face as he adjusted a thick pelt of fur. “Magic Cat of Flowers, Fiore Kiss!” He shouted dramatically and lifted a leg, posing quite stylishly in front of the otter.
       
       The prince’s eyes sparkled with pride as he witnessed the transformation. “Yes! Yes! So very stylish and fuzzy! I bet you are so happy, aren’t you, sir Kyotaro!” He laughed giddily at the sight and started to dance from paw to paw again. 
       
       While Karls was distracted by his dance, Kyotaro took the moment to look himself over from top to bottom. He had a white belly, but the fur on his paws and arms was bright red and, based on his tail, the rest of him likely was as well. Overall, he felt a good deal fluffier, but otherwise not much different. Maybe a little sleepier? Or was it… something else.
       
       He glanced down at his belly again and noticed an oddity, one he strangely hadn’t seen on Karls yet, a pair of small white balls with a small, but rapidly growing, shaft hanging just about them. He didn’t know all that much about cats or magic, but Kyotaro was at least fairly knowledgeable about his own anatomy. His penis growing could probably only mean one thing. “Huh… am I horny?”
       
       Karls’ eyes shot open and shot right to his knight’s groin. “O-oh! Don’t mind that, sir Kyotaro.” He laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his head. “I assure you it is quite natural. All the men in the palace tend to react this way around me.” He laughed a bit more raucously at that. 
       
       Kyotaro mostly ignored the otter, taking a seat and playing with his new bits. His new dick was pretty much totally hard now. He was pretty sure it was smaller than it used to be, but it felt pretty much the same as it always had. It was hard to rub with his new paw pads, sure, but it still felt really good. 
       
       The knight glanced up at his prince, who was still laughing uproariously about the circumstances. There was something about him that looked attractive right now, though a big part of that was noticeably missing. Rather than question where his thinking had gone to, finding an otter attractive was probably strange even for him, Kyotaro decided to go with the flow and ask the more obvious question. “Where’s yours, Karls?”
       
       The otter went white and stopped laughing right away. “Wh-what a forward question to ask!” He attempted to laugh again, but this time it was a touch more nervous as he turned to smile at Kyotaro. The pallor left quickly to be replaced by a bright pink blush. “I hide it with a bit of magic of course. It wouldn’t do for a prince to let his people see him naked at all times, yes?”
       
       Kyotaro was already down on all fours staring at the crotch by the time Karls had finished his thought. “Let me see.”
       
       Although Karls continued to blush, Kyotaro didn’t pay his face any attention. His eyes lazily lingered on the otter’s groin, waiting for a look at the dick. The crotch wiggled for a second but didn’t change. “Are you positive, my knight?” Karls chuckled. He sounded a bit different before. It was like he was trying to make his voice deeper, manlier. 
       
       “Just let me see it, already.” Kyotaro sighed, and his eyes fluttered. He was getting impatient at this point. He was way too aroused and curious to sleep right now. If he didn’t take care of this quick becoming a cat would be a total waste of time. “I’m getting tired…”
       
       Karls laughed, continuing to keep his voice unnaturally deep, and snapped his fingers. “If that will make you happy, sir Kyotaro!” With that snap, his crotch sparkled for a moment and then revealed its true form. A hefty pair of balls and a shaft far bigger than Kyotaro would have expected appeared before him. In fact, it was large enough to be pressing against his nose the moment it appeared. “I don’t reveal this lightly of course. As your prince, I fully expect-”
       
       Kyotaro didn’t need any orders and wasn’t excited at the prospect of getting caught up in foreplay, so he didn’t even wait for the otter to finish before he started licking up the shaft. Whatever bluster Karls had went away the second he felt his knight’s tongue, and not only did he stop talking, he returned to his usual pitch with a squeak. He let loose a second squeak after that once Kyotaro reached the tip of his prince’s shaft. As before, he didn’t linger on foreplay and swallowed as much as he could in one go. 
       
       “S-sir Kyotaro!” Karls laughed again, much more lightly, as though he was being tickled. As he did, he also set a paw on Kyotaro’s back to support himself. Though it took the young cat a moment to adjust, he was deepthroating the otter’s shaft quite quickly. Karls was completely taken by surprise. “P-perhaps we could s-slow down.”
       
       Kyotaro didn’t listen. He was impatient enough as is and he didn’t want to waste time getting Karls’ shaft properly wet. It was somewhat frustrating since his new, rough tongue gave him little indication of how well he was doing. He had to rely on bobbing his throat on it and producing as much saliva as he could while also moving around the pre spewing into his mouth. He tried not to mind the taste.
       
       “Seriously, sir Kyotaro. If you don’t slow down I may… I may…”
       
       With that warning, Kyotaro stopped. He paused for just a second to linger with the shaft in his maw, then abruptly pulled himself off of it. The dick popped out of his mouth and rested lazily on his face after, spurting a splash of pre onto his head. He took a deep breath and rubbed a cheek against it. “Alright… feels wet enough.”
       
       Karls was unable to take such a deep breath, but with his shaft freed he was breathing again. “I- I did not mean for you to stop, sir Kyotaro.” He panted as he lifted his hands from the cat and looked down at his knight’s face. Kyotaro was staring up at him with his usual half-lidded eyes. Karls smiled down brightly. “My, sir Kyotaro, you do look quite handsome like that. I am glad I got the chance to witness it.”
       
       Kyotaro sighed and closed his eyes. His own cock twitched with need, and his tail started to flick with a similar desire. Without warning, he pulled away from the cock and threw himself onto his back. His legs spread wide, and he flicked his tail over to his paws, grabbing it to keep it out of the way. “Just hurry up, Karls. I can’t wait any more…” He lifted his head just enough to look the otter in the eye, making it clear how serious he was. 
       
       The prince’s eyes went wide, and his smile sparkled out of control. He was kind enough to not waste time after that, leaping on top of Kyotaro and staring down at him with eyes genuinely shining with tears. “Y-you are certain, sir Kyotaro? M-may I?”
       
       The cat just sighed and laid his head back. This had already been quite an effort, but if he needed to make it clearer, than he would. So, he lifted his legs a touch higher, pressing his rear against Karls’ shaft.
       
       “Yes! Yes!” Karls shouted, and his own eyes shut. Hips wiggled wildly against Kyotaro’s rear as the otter’s dick attempted to find purchase. Kyotaro helped as much as he could, and it was thankfully not a long wait before the tip found its destination. 
       
       Karls once more started to laugh as he penetrated his knight. Though he wasn’t slow in pushing forward, Kyotaro still pushed back hard in an effort to move things along. The only outward sign he gave that he had even felt the shaft was a long-winded sigh, but inside he was practically screaming with relief. He could feel his own cock stiffen with satisfaction. 
       
       Eventually the otter managed to ease his way inside of Kyotaro. He was drooling and moaning wildly with each new thrust. His voice rapidly shifted between his deep attempt at seduction and his normal, higher pitched tone as he repeated his brave knight’s name over and over again. 
       
       Kyotaro tried not to pay him any attention, but a smile did creep onto his face in the course of the fucking. He attributed it to the deep satisfaction he felt. Karls was skilled, admittedly. He seemed to strike deeper with every thrust, and his pace was wild and varied, full of energy unmatched by any other lover. Kyotaro was overcome by the sensations, and he came not more than a minute into the event. 
       
       Karls, however, didn’t stop or slow, even when the knight below him began to squeeze and spasm. Kyotaro wasn’t sure how long the prince kept up his thrusting, but it was too long for him to handle. The smile faded into a twitchy, aching grimace, and to his surprise, the cat started to meow. His princes name intermingled, though he couldn’t say any more than that. “Karls…”
       
       The prince finally finished some time shortly after Kyotaro’s mewling began. His head pressed hard against the cat’s neck and the thrusting finally stopped. All the same energy that had been in the thrusts went into some aggressive nuzzles, and Kyotaro’s sensitive asshole spasmed once more as he was filled by the otter’s seed. 
       
       Karls never even thought to pull out, continuing his nuzzling aggressively while Kyotaro caught his breath and stopped his grimace. He would have passed out right there, nice and satisfied, if his rear hadn’t continued to pulse against the shaft. Quietly, he cursed his prince for remaining hard as long as he did.
       
       “Haaa… haa…” The prince seemed to sigh against his knight’s neck, though he likely intended for it to be an affectionate laugh. “We… we will most certainly need to bathe after this, won’t we, sir Kyotaro…”
       
       The cat’s eyes fluttered for a moment before he responded. “Cats aren’t allowed in the baths, I think…” he muttered. Karls was finally starting to soften, and he wasn’t going to let anything besides that shaft stop him from getting his nap. Not after all this effort. “Can’t we just sleep and worry about it later?”
       
       Karls surprised him by nodding in agreement against his neck. “I suppose I can offer such a handsome knight one more boon, yes.” He laughed again. Kyotaro wasn’t looking at him but could practically feel the smile radiating from Karls’ face. “You may have thirty minutes, sir Kyotaro!”
       
       Kyotaro sighed. If that was the best he could get, it would have to do. He just held out hope that the prince was the type to fall asleep after sex and not the type that would beg for a second round.