As one hand continued to pinch your erect, feminine nipple, your other hand wandered back down to your smooth little balls. You wrapped your hands around your little sack and squeezed, clinking the metallic insides together. It sent a jolt through you, and you stifled a whimper. The pleasure spiked up your spine and you could feel the vibrations in your teeth. Now both your ripples were erect and goosebumps covered your soft skin. Your little dick was erect and begging for attention.
You imagined a boy about your age wrapping his strong hand around your member.
What?
No, a girl. You should be imagining a girl. You shut your eyes tight and imagined a girl with big titties knelt before you. But you couldn't connect to it. Flashes of other boys in the locker room intruded on your mind. And it felt... good?
You were so horny, you couldn't stop yourself from stroking your cock, your balls clinking together with every stroke. Your cat ears flattened and your tail whipped from side to side.
It felt so good, yet a small part of you wondered if this was an effect of the costumes piled on top of each other. Were you a cat in heat? A slutty maid? A teenage boy with a high libido? The possibilities were drowned by other thoughts. Thoughts of breathless embraces with tight-skinned, athletic boys or muscular, hairy men or - !!!
Your orgasm started at the base of your tail. The fullness that you felt from your butt-plug-tail throbbed, and warmth spread outward, next enveloping your tight, feminine ballsack and your achingly hard dick. The warmth spread up across your chest and flushed your face, and you let out an embarrassing, cat-like yowl.
You slapped your hand over your mouth, hoping nobody heard you.
A little spurt of cum dribbled from your three-inch, rock hard dick.
Post-nut clarity never hit you so hard...