The ZOOphilia Chronicles - Part 1: The Cat - Sex Stories

The ZOOphilia Chronicles - Part 1: The Cat

... explanation to her current predicament. For you see, any person with a logical train of thought would have put two and two together. Sexy lingerie + no idea how she got there = rape! But such a thought was too traumatic for her to even consider. Not only was she still a virgin, but she was also a lesbian. So if she had truly been taken advantage of by some pervert, it would be too much for her to handle. But the mystery of her current situation was equally difficult to deal with. So she decided she had to figure out where she was and what happened, even if she did not like the answers. The first step was to study her surroundings. Unfortunately, the room she found herself in was devoid of any and all furniture. The only things that remained were the bed she had woken up in and the mirror she had used to study her barely-clothed figure. The final piece of furniture was the only thing she had yet to make use of. But the mountain of food that stood atop the nearby table was too much for her to resist. Suddenly realizing she was starving, she hurried over to it. Apparently, whoever had kidnapped her—for that was the only logical explanation—knew she was a vegetarian, because there was not a trace of meat anywhere. Still, she thought it best to shy away from the more complex recipes. Instead, she grabbed a bowl filled with raspberries and started popping them into her mouth. After all, how could anyone poison berries? Bowl in hand, she left the table behind and instead headed ...

... for the door. On her way there, she spotted a television hanging from the wall facing the bed. But since there did not seem to be a remote, she thought it best to instead focus on the door. Although she was convinced it would be locked, she reached for the handle. Against all odds, the doorknob reacted to her touch and the door swung open. “Maybe I was not kidnapped after all,” she thought as she stepped out of the room. But instead of being surrounded by four walls and a roof, she now found herself outside. Well, sort of. “Wow!” she gasped as she glanced around. As odd as this sounds, she was still in the zoo. Of course, it had changed quite a bit, but the similarities were impossible to ignore. The animal habitats were still present. But instead of being barred off from the rest of the zoo, they were now surrounded by high walls and each had a door leading inside. Black in color, the walls seemed to loom over Barbie, filling her with a sense of dread. The only bright color present was the large, bright-pink number that was painted on each one of the doors. That was where the similarities ended. Scattered throughout the zoo were a dozen towers. Perfect round, they seemed to stand at three or four stories in height and undoubtedly gave a global view to whoever stood on the top floor. But that was all the young woman took the time to study before she totally freaked out. Waking up in a strange room with foreign clothes and no idea how she got there was logical. Or at least ...