Cali's Birthday Present

This short little story serves kills three birds with one stone.  First, it celebrates the recent birthday of Cali on April 20^th,  secondly it commemorates the 10^th anniversary of the Cali and Friends series, and third it stands as a birthday present for my good friend Cheshire Cat.  Long May The Purple Feline Reign Supreme!

Enjoy!

Cali’s Birthday Present

Or

Cheshire’s Gift 2012

Or

Cali’s 10^th Anniversary Special

            Cali awoke in quite the precarious position.  Her arms were pinned high above her head, her legs stretched out in front of her, and a blindfold covered her eyes.  Oh, and she was naked, One hundred percent bare as a baby’s bottom naked.  Of course, anyone who knew Cali and her favorite activities wouldn’t be surprised at her current predicament.  What was new was that she had no idea how she’d ended up in this erotically helpless spot.

            Her groggy mind began to race, piecing together the events of the past day.  She’d woken up in her own bed for a change.  She’d stumbled down the stairs to find her early morning birthday present.  Tessa, the endless tickle, had been hogtied with a ribbon and plopped on her couch, soft bare feet wriggling in joyful anticipation.   A little card read, “Happy Birthday Cali, from Mab and Tessa.  P.S.  She’s wearing your favorite edible lotion…”  Needless to say, Cali had completely forgotten to grab breakfast.

           

            Later, they’d packed into Cali’s car and driven to her mom’s for the birthday party.  A mountain of torn wrapping paper later had seen Cali with a new set of guitar picks, a CD from a new Australian band from Petra, a few new toys for her bedroom collection, and a host of other gifts from her closest friends.  Moira’s spiced carrot cake with cream cheese frosting was to die for and Cali had blown out every candle on the first try.

            After that, she’d bid goodbye to her mom and headed over to Mab’s place for an “extra special” birthday present.  There Mab and Travis treated Cali to an experience she’d long fantasized about.  The chance to tickle torture a truly delicate pair of soles while being fucked into euphoric oblivion was beyond blissful.  Who could ask for a better boyfriend?

            Finally, they’d headed over to the Hammerforge for the Smashing Weasel’s concert.  Cali had only heard of the band recently, but their hard Irish rock had drawn her like a moth to a flame.   Cali remembered getting absolutely plastered, crawling up on stage, and snogging the lead guitarist in front of everybody.  Luckily, he didn’t seem to mind much.  She vaguely remembered Isa and Riff pulling her off the stage.  After that, the rest of the evening was a foggy, joyful blur.  In fact, the last thing she could recall was falling into bed, with someone ticking the covers in close.

            Well, not a lot of help there.  Refusing to panic, Cali tried to focus on her surroundings.  She couldn’t hear much, just a low rumbling in the background, kinda like ocean waves.  She wasn’t sitting on anything; her naked ass was just hanging in the air.  She felt hard bands around her wrists, ankles, and her waist, which refused to budge an inch when she pulled on them.  Her body was light, almost weightless…  Wait a minute.  Weightless?  She’d felt this way before!  Someone had put Grav Straps on her!

            Grav Straps, short for gravity straps, were an alien bondage device capable of holding their victim perfectly still.  Anyone else could easily move the straps, but for the wearer they were completely immobile.  An added bonus was they greatly reduced the effects of gravity on the wearer, allowing for some truly unique poses that would otherwise cause major headaches and sore muscles.  And Cali knew of only one pair of amorous aliens who used them.

            “Lurana, Xarina, I know it’s you!  What’re you playing at?” she called out.  A girlish giggle and a sultry chuckle from behind her confirmed her suspicions.  But Cali wasn’t ready for the rest of the response.  The low rumble turned into an assortment of laughter, catcalls, and playful jeers.  As a longtime performer, Cali knew that sound.  She had an audience, and quite a large one at that.

            Cali could feel the hot blush crawling along her cheeks and along her collar bone.  Being naked was one thing, but being naked in front of a crowd of people was something completely different.  As many of her friends knew, Cali was an exhibitionist in a big way.  The thought of being this exposed in front of an unknown number of people was both terrifying and intensely arousing.  Her nipples stiffened sharply.

            A voice she recognized all too well chimed in.  “Alright everybody, I think it’s high time we got this party started!”  The blindfold was slowly peeled off, filling Cali’s world with hazy light.  As the colorful circles cleared, Tessa’s cherubic face swam into focus.  “Morning, birthday girl.  Time to meet your adoring public!”

            With a dramatic flourish, Tessa swept aside revealing to Cali a tremendous sight.  The Gothic club Umbra unfolded before her.  From her elevated position, Cali realized she was situated on the small stage, with the dance floor filled to overflowing with a gleaming audience.  Even with the stage lights in her eyes, Cali could make out a few faces here and there.  Isa stared at her wide-eyed, her expression like a child on Christmas morning.  Mab looked her over appreciatively, with her two apprentices Bitsy and Monique flanking her like tiny bodyguards.    Kate, Megan, and Chu waved up at her, though if Cho blushed any more furiously her head would catch on fire.  Alex jeered good-naturedly at her rival band leader, with Ryuchi and Kuji egging her on.  And there in the front row was Travis, trying to look more supportive than aroused… and failing miserably. 

            But beyond her friends and acquaintances, there were far more complete strangers in the audience.  Some were obviously Umbra and Blyndefolde regulars, dressed in black leather and revealing corsets.  Many looked to be curious college students.  Cali could see many lustful glances from fraternity boys… and a few from sorority sisters. 

            Cali’s flush deepened.  This was the best/worst case scenario for her exhibitionist fetish.  To be exposed, fully, on stage before a mix of her best friends and utter strangers.  Her skin crawled like it was covered with wriggling bugs.  And Cali knew, knew that this exposure was just the beginning.

            Her golden eyes glared daggers at her rat girl friend.  “Tessa, after this is over, I’m going to brush your soles until you orgasm yourself to death,” she threatened.  Then those same eyes widened comically as she heard her voice echo around the room.  Someone had hooked up the stage’s microphones.  The crowd whooped and hollered at Cali’s response.

            Tessa took it all in stride, twirling in her cute gothic Lolita outfit and flashing her threatened soles to the audience.  She waved to the crowd and called out in her best announcer voice.  “Thank you all for coming!  Before we start the show, I just wanted to thank those who’ve made it possible.  For those of you who don’t know, I’m Tessa and I provided both the plan for this evening… and Cali’s room key!”  A round of applause filled the room.

            “Next, let’s thank our host, Seth Modi, for providing his club free of charge for this presentation.  Please show your appreciation by purchasing a refreshing drink!  The Blynde Alley is especially tasty!  Let’s also thank Venla for the sleeping potion that kept our little starlet napping until showtime!”  The curvaceous succubus bounced onto the stage, her bare breasts bouncing against her black corset.  She waved shyly at the audience, her bat wings and sinuous tail twitching nervously.

            “And last, but not least, a hearty round of applause for Lurana and Xarina, for the lovely restraints!  Although these lovely Grav Straps aren’t available for market purchase, keep them in mind for the near future.  Also, if you’d like a private showing of their possibilities, talk to them after the show.”  The Nekonarian couple stepped out from behind Cali to bow before the audience.  Utterly nude, their massive breasts and bulging cocks drew more than their fair share of curious glances.  Cali could see a few frat boys obviously questioning their sexuality.

            “Finally, we would like to dedicate this performance to a truly dear friend of ours.  His endless dedication, bountiful compassion, and remarkable good will have transformed him into a living treasure of our community.  Without a doubt, one of the finest individuals we have had the pleasure of knowing.  His own birthday is coming up fast, so let’s give him a big applause!”  The entire club clapped their hands and shouted good will to the furry faced feline sitting at the bar. 

            “And now the moment you’ve all been waiting for!  A chance to see Cali Gustafson humiliated and broken, right here on this stage!”  The rousing applause and loud cheering completely drowned out Cali’s cry of shock and dismay.  “But, before we get into the heavy courses, how about a little appetizer?”

            With a single finger, the rat girl slowly lifted Cali’s soles up and up, until they were perfectly even with Tessa’s grinning mouth.  Like a child licking and ice-cream cone, Tessa gently drew her tongue all the way from Cali’s rounded heels up to her wriggling toes.  The hypersensitive catgirl let out a ticklish squeal.

            “Oh, god, no!  Not that, not like this!  Tessa, no!  I’m warning you, don’t do it!”  While the slightly rough tongue was quite ticklish, it didn’t hold a candle to the sandpapery rasp of a true catgirl’s tongue.  But it wasn’t the licking that drove Cali to begging for mercy.  She knew what was next.

            Anyone who knew Tessa for more than a day knew of her oral fixation.  Her animal quirk, as it were.  She’d chew and nibble on anything.  All of her pencils were covered with bite marks and she couldn’t work at her computer without a bowl of carrots or pretzels to keep her teeth happy.  This need to nibble was brought to its fruition in the bedroom.  While Tessa wasn’t a tickler by any stretch of the imagination, there was one trick she could perform on her occasional victims.  A trick Cali knew all too well.

            But all the writhing and pleading in the world couldn’t stop what was coming.  With a licentious grin, Tessa lowered her mouth and began to feast upon Cali’s naked soles.  She nibbled up and down those long, tender arches.  She licked and bit each slender toe, sucking on them as her teeth pinched the soft pads.  Tessa gnawed at the balls of Cali’s feet, kneading the delicate flesh. 

           

            Cali laughed like a woman possessed.  Being put on display, helpless and tortured in front of her friends, enemies, and perfect strangers keyed up her nerves in a way she’d never thought possible.  Her newfound sensitivity turned Tessa’s ticklish ministrations into pure, unbridled torture.  And it was turning Cali on like nothing else!  Her nipples grew as hard as rocks and her loins grew so damp she was afraid she’d start dripping onto the stage.  But you’d never guess at her arousal from her hysterical expression.

            “Pleheheheheheehase, Tessahahahahaha, nohohohohohooo!  Thaahahahahahahah tickles tooooo much!  Stop nibbling mehehehehehehehehe!  Stahahahahahahap it!”  Cali whipped her head back and forth, her ticklish blush merging perfectly with her delightful freckles.  The audience cheered her on, enjoying the sight of a cat brought low by a little rat.

            Luckily for Cali’s sanity, the nibbling didn’t last too long.  After every inch of her succulent soles had been licked and bit, Tessa pulled back and curtseyed to the audience, who roared their approval.  “Thank you, thank you!  I’m so glad you are all enjoying our performance.  I know Cali is.  Speaking of which, I think it’s time we gave her a nice present, don’t you think?”

            Even as she gasped for breath, Cali shivered with the realization that her torture had only begun.  She let out an adorable “Eep!” as Lurana and Xarina gripped her Grav Straps and spread her legs open wide.  Her clean shaven pussy was completely on display, drawing a sharp refresh of Cali’s flush.  Then, she noticed the look in Tessa’s eyes.  As the tiny rat girl slowly licked her lips, Cali shook her head.  “Oh, FUCK no!”

            But it was too little, too late.  With one graceful move, Tessa knelt between Cali’s legs and applied all of her oral arts to the catgirl’s tender loins.  A few good, hard licks to those puffy lips and Cali’s clitoris shed its hood like a blossoming flower.  Then, Tessa began to nibble Cali’s clit.  The technique was superb; each tiny bite was gentle enough not to hurt, soft enough to be pleasurable, but forceful enough to tickle like mad!  The small part of Cali’s mind that wasn’t shrieking like a banshee marveled at Tessa’s impeccable skills.  She couldn’t help but wonder just how long Tessa had practiced… or who she’d practiced on.

            Above her own wailing laughter, Cali heard a brief exchange that chilled her blood.  Xarina casually called over to her lover, “Rana, don’t you think these feet look awfully neglected?”  Lurana’s playful response was all too predictable.  “Oh, absolutely, Rina!  I totally think we should fix that!”  Before Cali could beg for mercy, the Nekonarians started tickling Cali’s naked soles with gusto.

            The different ways they attacked those long, soft feet displayed their disperate personalities.  Lurana’s tactic was wild and carefree; she simply dug her nails into Cali’s soles, following the flails and shakes with speed and precision.  It didn’t matter if Cali scrunched up her toes and soles.  Lurana simply pushed her claws in deeper, delving under those sensitive toes.  Meanwhile, Xarina’s approach was much more cruel and calculating.  With one hand, she gripped Cali’s big toe and peeled it back, stretching the sole out good and taut.  Her other hand slowly raked her nails up and down Cali’s sole, enjoying the feel of the helpless skin.  Between the two, the birthday girl was driven to new levels of true hysteria.

            “Plehehehehehehease, someone hehehehehelp!  Make them stahahahahahahap!  I cahahahahahahahan’t stand it!  Nohohohohoho!”  The audience ignored her pleas, simply enjoying the show.  But suddenly, Cali felt a presence behind her.  A soft, subtle, almost shy voice prickled in her ears.  “Oh, you poor thing.  I hope you didn’t forget about me?  I certainly haven’t forgotten about you.”

            Cali twisted her head to gaze up wide eyed at the succubus Venla, smiling down at her.  Without a hint of cruelty or malice across her features, Venla began to spider tickle her sharp black nails along Cali’s outstretched sides.  The prickly touches tickled horrendously and Cali tugged at her arms to no avail.  As Venla sank her talons into the hollows of Cali’s underarms, the resounding scream of laughter shook the entire club!

            And throughout, Tessa continued her tortuous, erotic nibbling.  A heavy layer of sweat began to cover Cali’s taut, nubile body, allowing the tickler’s nails to effortlessly skate across her sensitive flesh.  The upwelling of sexual juices between Cali’s legs only served to heighten Tessa’s own arousal, driving her onto more and more ravenous assaults.  Ticklishly torment on all sides, sensually devoured beyond all endurance, Cali’s body could only come to one inevitable conclusion.

            As the thunderous orgasm ripped through her body, Cali writhed and shook like she’d been struck by lightning.  Her toes curled, her back arched, and her cries were like those of a wild animal.  Her final scream of bliss was met with a roaring applause from the audience.  Cali’s tormentors showed a small amount of mercy, pulling away as Cali slowly came down from her blissful plateau.

            As Cali regained rational thought, she came to the startling realization that she’d just climaxed in front of a crowded room full of people.  One of her most knee-weakening fantasies had just come true in a frightening way.  And oh my god, was it amazing!  The thrilling sensation was like the high after a killer band performance, turned up to eleven!  Cali was almost sad that this wondrous experience was over.

            Then, she saw Lurana and Xarina staring at her, cocks erect and grins a mile wide.  “Oh, please, tell me you’re joking…  You’re not joking, are you?”  A twin shack of their heads caused Cali’s stomach to twist itself into knots.  “Oh, no, please, I’ve totally had enough.  Please?” she begged, giving the pair her best puppy dog eyes.

            Tessa responded by turning to the audience.  “What do you think?  Has she had enough?”  A resounding “NO!” bounced around the rafters as every single person called out.  Cali glared daggers at her cruel fans.  “You are all a bunch of fucking traitors,” she yelled half-seriously.  But her bravado abruptly vanished as the alien orgy couple descended upon her.

            Cali knew that there was no force on earth that could stop these two from their hedonistic desires.  As they languidly slipped down to the stage underneath of her hanging ass, Cali could only whimper and scrunch up her eyes.

            But the horrendous tickle torture never happened…  Instead, the most sexual, most salacious sensation enveloped her womanhood.  Lurana’s insanely long, dexterous tongue was lapping at her pussy with the hunger of a kitten at a bowl of cream.  Before her mind could register this sudden unexpected pleasure, she felt a similar caress across the cleft of her ass and around her primrose.  Xarina’s tongue was making delicious love to her ass.

            Cali’s eyes rolled backwards and her body simply melted under the heavenly strokes.  “Oh… my… god…  That’s fucking amazing…” she whispered, not even caring that everyone heard her plain as day.  They weren’t feeling this.  They couldn’t imagine what this felt like.  Cali almost felt sorry for them.

            And then, bliss became euphoria.  Her long suffering soles felt the unmistakable titillation of foot worship.  Cali struggled against her own passions to look up, only to see Tessa and Venla embracing a sole each.  The pair slowly massaged the flesh of her feet with their tongues, bathing them in languid licks.  Tessa sucked on her toes like tiny popsicles while Venla lapped between her digits with relish. 

            Cali was in heaven.  Words couldn’t describe the depths of her pleasure, how rapturous her body felt being fondled and caressed by these four beautiful angels.  The fact that this was all occurring on stage, before the hungry eyes of dozens of people, was sinful icing upon the dark, moist cake.  If only this moment could last forever…

            Then, like a frigid blast of cold water during a steaming shower, it ended.  The warm, wet tongues pulled away from her aching flesh, long before she’d been able to fully enjoy the sensations.  She mewled like a kitten, staring down at her captors pleadingly.  She really shouldn’t have bothered.

            While Xarina was hidden from her view, she could see Lurana clear as day.  See her throbbing cock wet with precum, see her eyes glazed over with barely concealed lust, see her slowly stand up, moving towards Cali like a predatory feline.  The Nekonarians musk was beginning to spread, bathing Cali in effervescent lust.  The scent was spreading to the crowd as well, causing the front row to becoming uncomfortably tight or wet in their pants.  Teetering on the edge of rapturous desire, Cali could only muster up a single response.  “Oh, hells yeah,” she whispered.

            Lurana’s massive cock slid deep, deep into Cali’s wet sheath, only their combined lubrication allowing the hulking member to penetrate Cali completely.  The catgirl’s eyes bulged and her moan rolled across her lips like a battle roar.  She could feel the tip of Lurana’s cock pressing against the deepest parts of herself. 

           

            A luxurious voice tickled her furry ears.  “I do hope you have room in there for meet too, sweet plaything…”  Xarina gently caressed Cali’s cheek as the Nekonarian’s teased the catgirl’s ass before plunging in.  The look on Cali’s face was almost comically intense as her brain tried and failed to process the mounting sensations.  Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as head fell backwards.

            Then, the alien couple began to work their magic.  Xarina withdrew slightly, pulling her hips just as Lurana slammed the full length of her cock into Cali’s hot pussy.  As Lurana drew back for another swing, Xarina pounded her own erection completely up the catgirl’s tight ass.  In and out, in and out, the pair picking up the pace, roaring in Cali’s loins like dual pistons.

            The sounds bursting from Cali’s mouth were beyond human, a bestial cry that could only touch upon her sublime experience.  The moment became perfect as she felt sharp, hot wetness on her soles; Tessa and Venla were grinding their own moist pussy’s against Cali’s succulent feet.  Their tiny whimpering moans of delight acted as background music to the feline’s screams of pure rapture.

            Cali’s orgasms came with the unstoppable force of the tidal waves.  They rolled over her, matching the pace of Xarina and Lurana’s pounding thrusts.  The climaxes cascaded over her, enveloped her, drowned in a sea of ecstasy beyond her keen.  Only her own endurance could put a limit on the perpetual pleasure.

            Just as she’d reached the end of her strength, just as her orgasms had reached their own towering crescendo, Lurana and Xarina struck simultaneously.  Their own passionate cries melded with Cali’s exultations as their hot cream gushed into Cali’s body, filling her with a fiery warmth she’d never imagined possible. 

            Like a line of marionette dolls who’ve strings have been cute, the performers slowly collapsed on strange.  Tessa, Venla, Xarina, Lurana, all falling, leaving Cali hanging from her bindings.  The look on her face was simply, purely delirious. 

            The room was completely silent.  No one moved.  Everything was still.  Then, a long, slow clap from the back of the room.  People turned to see the immaculately dressed feline clapping away, his eyes misty in the dim light.

            Then, like a dam breaking open, the applause battered against the clubs walls.  The noise was deafening.

            Slowly the cast on stage began to rise, as if from a deep slumber.  Venla rushed off stage, returning with a small cart covered with moist towels.  Lurana and Xarina quickly wiped themselves off, then began to towel down the star of the show.  Cali’s skin was so sensitive, even the warm touch of the fluffy, wet towels caused her to shiver and moan.

            Once she’d stripped off her soaking costume and cleaned herself off, Tessa waved her arms to get the crowd’s attention.  She gestured to Cali, still hanging from the Grav Straps.  “Let’s have a big hand for our main attraction!  Wasn’t she amazing?”

            As  Cali’s brain slowly kicked back into gear, she could hear the thunderous applause.  Her eyes scanned the crowd for a moment.  Tears of joy were pouring down Isa’s sweet face; Travis was smiling sheepishly up at her and Cali knew that he’d shared her pleasure in a rather embarrassing way.  Unable to help herself, Cali gave the crowd a beaming, gleaming smile!

            Then, Tessa waggled a finger, her bright grin turning disturbingly mischievous.  “Oh, but the fun’s not over yet.  The night is still young and I’m sure Cali is more than up for a little more action!”  The rat girl blatantly ignored Cali’s cry of dismay.  “Why, we haven’t even begun to find all of her ticklish spots yet.  What about her tender breasts?  Her juicy ass?  Her wide hips?  And I’m sure with all she’s been through, she must be really, really sensitive right now.  There’s never a better time to tickle her silly!  So step right up and take your turn!  Please, not more than three at a time.  After all, we’ve gotta make her last as long as possible!”

            Cali’s nerves froze solid as she watched Mab slowly ascend the steps, Bitsy and Monique flanking her.  As the tiny girls licked their lips hungrily, Mab gave Cali’s foot a tiny, teasing tickle.  Grinning at the helpless, frantic squeal, Tessa leaned in close and whispered in Cali’s ear.

            “Happy Birthday, Cali.”