Another lovely day in the town of Columbia. As mayor, I had already helped get the town working as well as anyone can. I'd recently built some new bridges and gotten everyone to commit to taking care of the plants, to keep our town beautiful.

I woke up, still groggy, and went to Town Hall. There Isabelle was, sleeping at the desk, mumbling in her sleep. She had worked so hard for me before that I couldn't bring myself to wake her up. Instead, I decided to take a walk around the town and take in all the sights.

Near the town's tree, in the Plaza, I saw a tent that hadn't been there before. A visitor to our town! As mayor, I felt it right to see who it was and welcome them.

As I walked into the tent, I felt a strange mystic sensation as I saw the mysterious black cat across from me. She looked at me with a knowing smile on her face. "Come in, doomcup. I have been expecting you to walk into my tent."

"Um, have we met?"

"We have now, young one. I am Katrina, and I see many things that most cannot. The stars and the planets in the heavens show me what will be."

In the dimness of the tent I could see that she was wearing much jewelry and a headscarf, an odd but intriguing sari dress. I could also see whe was not a cat, but a panther, and maybe a bit taller than I was.

I didn't really believe in such things, but I was willing to humor a guest to our town. "I'm sure your insights will really help the people here."

I heard a low, purring chuckle from the fortune teller. "I can hear the doubt in your words, Mayor. Perhaps a reading would change your mind? Put your money away, I do not mean my simple 100 bell reading. You are Mayor here, an office of great importance. For this, I insist that you try my highest level reading. Very few have ever received this from me. It is the highest honor I can give you."

Her intensity spoke to something within, and I nodded. "Okay. Let's do it."

She got up. My eyeballing of her height was right. "Then pardon me for a moment." I saw her pick up a sign reading "Temporarily Closed". "It is of utmost importance that we are not disturbed during this reading," she said in explanation as she walked to the tent's entrance, "Any interferance can upset the celestial balance of this entire town." She placed the sign outside, closed the tent, and slid some planks in front of the entrance, well closing the door.

She then stoof in front of me, nearly eye to eye but for height differences. "Now, Mayor, remove your clothing."

"What!?"

"Calm yourself. For this reading I will need to examine your entire body. Your clothes are in the way. Please remove them."

"Uh..." I was nervous, but something about Katrina radiated trustworthiness, so I did as she asked. My Mario hat hit the floor, followed by my luigi shirt. The simple jeans followed suit.

"Your shoes and socks too." she said. "All clothes must be removed."

"Even my underwear?"

"All. Clothes."

I felt my face heat up from blushing as the last few bits covering me from total nudity joined the pile beside me. The rug under my bare feet felt plush, at least, so it wasn't totally uncomfortable. I tried to cover my privates as I stood there within her gaze.

"Now, arms outstretched, like the T letter."

I felt myself blushing hotter, as my arms practically flew out, leaving me looking in part like the Vitruvian Man that Da Vinci had painted.

"So now what?"

"Now, Mayor, I examine you." She stepped closer to me. I could feel her presence as if she had her own magnetic field, some kind of strange warmth as we were so close together now we were nearly touching. "Keep your arms up, it is an important part of the reading. It returns your body to the primitive form it knows from long since."

Her eyes locked to mine as she reached up and touched my face with both paws, feeling its contours, feeling my jawline, touching everywhere as if she were someone blind seeing what I looked like. "Mmmmm, in your face, I feel strength. Strong foundations, but supporting a softness. Not the strength of a granite block, but the strength of a tree, a tree that supports bright flowers and wholesome, nutricious fruit."

She looked me in the eyes again. I could feel my mind practically being sucked into those yellow eyes. "Yes, a fruitful mind. Fractured, but healing. In some respects crippled, but running in spite of it. Such a mind could do anything, if the will is there..." She paused. "But something holds you back. Something emotional. Perhaps your roots were in a rocky place before you were moved?"

She then moved her paws to my arms, rubbing them up and down, feeling my hands, the individual fingers even. "These hands know a small amount of hard work. These hands are hands of creating; writing, painting, carving... cooking? Interesting. And these arms... not much strength in them. Perhaps they could be built to be more? You do not shy away from heavy things, but you make no habit of them."

I could feel my heart beating harder as her hands moved to my chest. She could feel it, I know: I saw her reaction as her hand paused over it. "A very strong heart. Is this from my touch? Perhaps, in part. No, your heart is strong indeed. It is buffetted by negative feelings, negative thoughts, negative impulses, but it does not bend to them. I feel scars, but far from weakening you, they make you stronger. Instead of shrinking your heart, they make it bigger. Perhaps others will find room in it."

Suddenly she put her arms around me, holding her head against my chest, listening. "Yes, very strong. Musical. The rhythm is in your heart, and flows through you. I wonder what music this one will make."

Being in such close contact with a woman, there were some things I couldn't stop. As if reading my mind, she stood up for a moment and regained eye contact. "Do not worry, Mayor. It is natural. It is also nothing I have not seen before. Do not worry, we are nearly finished with this part of the reading."

This part. How long was this going to go on? But I stood there, seeing what would happen next.

She went down to her knees now, taking no notice of the chub I was developing, and instead examined my legs, feeling them up and down. "Such strong legs. You are one who runs. You have a hard time sitting still, and a hard time slowing down. This can be good, but running is not always the best decision. There will be times when running must give way to standing, or you will fall."

To my shock, she placed her hands on my hardening penis, one feeling it up and down while the other weighed my testicles. "My my my... so virile. You are an untapped wellspring of love and eroticism... if I may ask, Mayor, are you a virgin?"

I was standing in a tent with a panther woman handling my wedding tackle with both hands. I felt at this point why not be honest? "I am. I've never had sex with anyone."

"Mmmm, pity. You have it in you to bring pleasure to nearly anyone. You have so much to share, and perhaps more are willing to receive and reciprocate than you think. Perhaps you should use your strength of heart to pursue those you wish for. I can tell your destiny does not tie you to just one..."

"A-are we nearly done?"

"So nervous? We are done with the examination. We are ready for the next part." She stepped back, about arms length from me.

"So, what happens now?"

"Now, Mayor, I undress." Without hesitation, Katrina undid her sari and slipped off her dress, everything falling to the floor. There she was, before me, completely naked. Her dress had hidden her figure amazingly well. She had the body of an attractive middle-aged woman: she had wide hips, thick thighs, a slight pudgy belly, and two fairly large, slightly droopy breasts, with very big nipples.

I was blushing very deeply now. I had never seen a woman naked before. I started to feel lightheaded, wondering just how I got into this.

"And now?" I managed to croak out.

"Now you touch me, Mayor. Do not be shy or timid. Let your hands wander where they will on my body." Her arms also went out, a look of serenity on her face.

I approached. I wasn't sure what to do. Part of me wanted to run. Instead I walked up to her, face to face with her. My hands hovered for a moment, before finally I placed them on her face. She was soft to the touch. She seemed to be made of plushness and softness.

"Yes, that is the way." she said in a low, encouraging voice.

My hands went down from her face. I chose not to examine her arms, but went instead for her breasts. I held them in my hands, feeling their weight, how soft but firm and heavy they were.

"Oooh... do you like how they feel, Mayor? Your hands seem to be made for them." came the sultry purr of the fortune teller.

I couldn't speak. My throat was dry. I half wondered if this was a dream. My hands went down to her belly, a soft, smooth bump on her front, also feeling plush, surrounding a small belly button.

"A belly rub? Do you take me to be a kitten, Mayor?"

My hands went from her belly to her generous hips. A surprising amount of their size was from her bone structure, but there was still plenty of fat there. Her thighs, very thick, were so enticing. I felt the urge to put something between them, but resisted. This was a serious ceremony, after all.

"It is no big feat to read what you are thinking." Came the teasing purr from above.

From her thighs to her round derrierre is where my hands strayed next. There was plenty of cushioning back here. Erotic thoughts continued to swell.

"Very good, Mayor. Now, bring them to the front, please. One last place left."

I brought my hands back around, hesitantly feeling her groinal area. There was no pubic hair, though why I was expecting any on a fur-laden panther woman was beyond me.

"Yes, that is the right place. Spread it open, now."

I could hardly refuse. I spread her slightly swollen lips.

"See? This is my vagina. You have never seen one before, yes?"

And there it was, so pink, so contrasting to the dark blue fur around it. And it was wet, with a pleasing smell that made me all the hornier.

"Very good. We are ready for the last part." I felt her pull me up to standing. "Come, this way."

She led me to her counter, and looked at me. "This last part, it is your choice. I will require us to have sexual congress. This I cannot do without your consent, Mayor."

"You mean that before *wasn't*?"

"Perhaps. Nonetheless, do you wish to have sex with me? Yes or no."

I'd come this far. And I won't lie: she was incredibly attractive to me, and this was already a dream I never thought would actually happen.

"Yes. Yes, I'm willing."

"Good." She reached into a box on her counter and pulled out what was very clearly a condom. "You will need to wear this. I need no more children in my time of life. Can you put it on? Or do you want me to?"

"Er, you do it. I'm not sure I'd get it right."

She nodded, and opened the condom, putting it in her mouth. She got on her knees, and I watched as she put the condom on my cock with her mouth, rolling it on as she also gave me a little sucking action. My toes curled as I suddenly and without warning came, filling the condom almost in her throat. She pulled off before she could choke, coughing a little.

"My, you *are* a virgin, are you not? No matter." She chuckled as she pulled the filled condom off, being careful not to drop any of it. "I have many condoms, Mayor. I buy them bulk. There is no concern."

Then she did something that surprised me. She emptied the filled condom into her mouth, swallowing some. Then she pulled me close and kissed me on the mouth, sharing the taste of my own semen with me.

This was another first. I've never been kissed before. The taste of my own salty cum only enhanced the moment I'd occasionally dreamed of. Before I knew it, I was once again rock hard in an instant.

She pulled off. "Your semen..." she smacked her mouth. "Hmm, yes. You are one who loves to share, and hardly holds himself back from anything, so long as it helps someone." She pulls another condom from the box. "This time I will only use my hands. I need to to last at least a few seconds into our sexual congress..."

She expertly rolled the latex condom onto my penis, making sure it was snug. "There."

"Okay, so..."

She cleared back a space on her counter, and layed back, spreading her legs, presenting her wet pussy to me. "Fuck me, Mayor. Let me have your virginity."

I didn't need telling twice. I pulled up to Katrina, taking hold of her thighs, and pressed my tip against her wet opening. I felt my tip get warm from her heat, turning me on more.

"Yes, Mayor, push it in. You will not hurt me."

I slowly slid it in, the feeling of her walls pressing against my cock feeling every bit as amazing as I often fantasized it would. I heard her purring as I slowly slid it in all the way, down even to the base.

"Ahhh~... you are bigger than you looked, Mayor. Now move. In and out."

I pulled back, seeing her juices all over my becondomed penis, feeling the heat well up inside me, before I pushed it in again, a little faster.

"Yes, very good. Keep it up."

I quickly settled into a rhythm. Watching Katrina's body bounce in response to my thrusts turned me on even more, and feeling like something awoke inside me, I started pumping her.

I heard her make at first what sounded like moans, until I actually listened.

"...heh ha mo-atata~aahh... Keeee ha ha moooouh~ nnh, mo-atatata..."

Acting on impulse, I grabbed her breasts, massaging them as I kept thrusting.

"Eeeeeeh~ mmh, nnh, n-na ro sheho-tooh~! B-bati... Keeeeeeeh~ heh ha mo-atata..."

I bent down and placed one of her breasts in my mouth, suckling on her nipple, licking and sucking it as I felt myself get closer and closer to release, all the while, her chanting and moaning driving me wild.

"Aaaahh~ nnnhhfhh~... Keeee ha ha mo-atatata... Ooooh~... Eee na ro sheho-to bati..."

I pulled off her breasts, my thrusting hard and fast now. I was seconds away, I knew. After a few final thrusts, I took her thighs in my arms and thrust as deeply as I could, cumming inside, filling my condom inside of her. As I did...

"YEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeee!"

I knew she was orgasming too, as I felt her pussy spasming against me, eliciting two or three more squirts from me. I collapsed on top of her, catching my breath for a few seconds, when I noticed the background noises had stopped. I straightened up and looked around.

Stars. We were in the midst of stars all around. It was beautiful. The tent and everything else, had disappeared, leaving only me and Katrina, in a glowy circle, in the midst of cosmic beauty.

She herself was staring into space. All was silence for a few seconds. At last she spoke.

"Mayor doomcup, of Columbia. There are many in this town who care for you, and many who would share pleasure. This is true even outside of Columbia. With courage, you can take your share of love and become part of a big, connected family. Take heart. Remember that even the universe loves you, doomcup."

I pulled out of her, the condom even fuller now than the first time. She quickly stood up and pulled it off me.

"The only one keeping you from your dreams, doomcup, is you." She again put the contents in her mouth, swallowing most, and gave me one last snowballing kiss. "And this town you care so much for? It will be a place of happiness. I know this."

"Thank you, Katrina."

"That is it for now. Please." She reached into the box and gave me a large handful of the condoms. "Take these. They are your lucky items. Their use will give you good fortune."

We put our clothes back on. I put the condoms in my pocket. I then thought of something. "Katrina?"

"Yes, Mayor?"

"How would you like to have a shop here? A more permanent building?"

She gave this some thought. "Perhaps."

"You're so experienced. I'm sure you have so much to teach us... including me..."

She smiled. "Then I am happy to be so welcome here. I hope to see you again, Mayor."

We were outside the door, and as I was about to leave, I turned to see her taking her sign back in. "Remember, Mayor, bad times are merely times that are bad. Take care."

She vanished into her tent.

I don't remember what happened as I walked back to Town Hall. I had a hard time believing that what had happened had actually happened. I opened the door.

"Oh, Mr. Mayor!" Isabelle's eyes lit up and her tail wagged as she saw me coming in. "Where have you been? I've been so excited to see what we're doing today~!"

I thought of the weight in my pockets, and what all had happened. "Isabelle?"

"Yes, Mr. Mayor?"

I thought about this. "How would you like to come with me on a vacation? A getaway to the Island?"

She nearly passed out from gasping. "A vacation with you, Mr. Mayor? I'd love it! When? When can we go?"

I smiled. "How's now sound?"

The look on her face confirmed what Katrina had said. If I only had the courage, things could be very wonderful indeed.