The ceremony was short and proceeded without incident. It only took a few minutes for your life to be stolen away by hundreds of cat ladies (and one human Toon) and for your fate to be sealed. If you don't find some way to get out this mess you're going to the communal househusband to a colony of horny felines.
"By the power invested in me, I do declare you husband and wives. You may kiss the brides," Jessica announced, and then put on a fresh layer of lipstick. You gulped heavily and your eyes flitted about, noticing the crowd of cat women doing the same and also pulling out hand mirrors to apply some makeup.
Starting with Jessica, the only odd one our, a procession of cats approached the altar and each of them gave you a peck on the lips. Some of them took longer than others, a few managing to slip you their scratchy tongues before angrily being nudged along by the one behind them.
It took about half an hour dor the procession to complete and by the time they were finished you were covered in lipstick and your lips were completely numb.
Each of them moved into a crowd behind you after finishing which quickly grew massive, and at the end of the ordeal the wedding photographer (also a cat directed the cats onto a set of bleacher and) pulled out a camera before setting it up on a tripod, then pointed the device at the massive group.
The photographer gleefully hit the delayed shutter button and stood back. "All right ladies, smile and say mousetrap!" she announced, to which the assembled felines all revealed their sharp canines and stood stock still until the camera flashed.
Options:
Onto the Wedding night/Consummating the marriage (This might take a while)
A couple of months later, all of them are pregnant. Every. one.
During the reception, you attempt to sneak out and find someone to remove this damn mark. Now, who do you know that is an expert on unwillingly removing magic marks from people's bums?
Your new wives are aware of your unwillingness and at least try to make it bearable for you
"By the power invested in me, I do declare you husband and wives. You may kiss the brides," Jessica announced, and then put on a fresh layer of lipstick. You gulped heavily and your eyes flitted about, noticing the crowd of cat women doing the same and also pulling out hand mirrors to apply some makeup.
Starting with Jessica, the only odd one our, a procession of cats approached the altar and each of them gave you a peck on the lips. Some of them took longer than others, a few managing to slip you their scratchy tongues before angrily being nudged along by the one behind them.
It took about half an hour dor the procession to complete and by the time they were finished you were covered in lipstick and your lips were completely numb.
Each of them moved into a crowd behind you after finishing which quickly grew massive, and at the end of the ordeal the wedding photographer (also a cat directed the cats onto a set of bleacher and) pulled out a camera before setting it up on a tripod, then pointed the device at the massive group.
The photographer gleefully hit the delayed shutter button and stood back. "All right ladies, smile and say mousetrap!" she announced, to which the assembled felines all revealed their sharp canines and stood stock still until the camera flashed.
Options:
Onto the Wedding night/Consummating the marriage (This might take a while)
A couple of months later, all of them are pregnant. Every. one.
During the reception, you attempt to sneak out and find someone to remove this damn mark. Now, who do you know that is an expert on unwillingly removing magic marks from people's bums?
Your new wives are aware of your unwillingness and at least try to make it bearable for you
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June 2, 2023
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