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A Virtual Mouse Trap (Cheshire Pup & I)

Savio spent the remainder of his night sleeping peacefully, the perverted thoughts of what he would get to do to the little mouse girl when he got his chance. Hopefully, since he allowed her a path to escape should she so choose, she would be a little more trusting of him when the time came. He slowly stirred around before becoming fully awake and aware and as he got up, the first thing on his mind was the little safety of the little creature. God forbid, the cat got to her before he could. When he got to her, the first sight that greeted the young man was a nice little pair of panties he provided her along with a nightgown he stripped from another one of the figurines. It was a good thing he had morning wood, otherwise he would have gotten an erection right there and then.

"Well, good morning there," Savio said with a smile as he looked down at his little guest. "Did you enjoy your sleep? I'm sorry if it's not as homely as that hole in the wall you're always used to, but at least now, the cat won't be around to harass you any further." When he was finished, the young man reached out his hand so she could climb on his shoulder. "Come along now. You're probably hungry. Why don't we get something warm in your belly, hmm?
 
The mouse girl happily scampered up his arm as sat on the boy's shoulder. She was excited to hear that she would be getting some warm food into her belly but she also had other questions. "Can I get some more stuff for my home? . . . Will I have more cloths soon? . . . Can we put cheese on it?" She asked the man eagerly, she didn't even know what she was getting and she wanted cheese on it but being a mouse one could expect that from the girl. She rode his shoulder all he way to the kitchen occasionally looking down and then she noticed his pants and she could not help but look down at them confused. She tried to figure out what might be down there doing that but when she couldn't she turned to the human.

"What is wrong with your pants?" she asked the man, wondering what was going on on down there, she was sure they hadn't been like that yesterday. She wondered briefly if he was storing food down there hen she decided that didn't make sense because he stored all his food in the kitchen. Still, that left the question of what could possibly be down there.
 
With all the questions the little mouse was asking him, Savio was having a hard time trying to reply to all of it. He did take all of them into concideration though. She would need new clothes, stuff for her home and yes, even some cheese for her food. She certainly was demanding of him, but it was okay for him. After all, she would soon be paying him back for all of it with the best reward a man can get, and no, it wasn't money. Then, as the two entered the kitchen, a particular question was sqeaked into his ears and it caused him to stop and look down, then back over at the mouse girl in surprise. Did she really just ask him about the bulge in his pants?

For a moment, Savio remained silent as he contemplated a reply. There were a few options open to him now that she asked him about it and each one would probably end up altering the state of trust the two of them shared. After humming to himself in thought, he finally gave a reply. "Oh, that? That's nothing important right now. If you're still curious though, I can tell you later, but for now, why don't we just eat? Have you ever had scrambled eggs before?" In his mind, the young man knew he would have to share the bulging curiosity in his pants with the mouse girl eventually. But he would rather fill his belly first before sharing that kind of thing with her.
 
The mouse, though evidently developed, was as innocent when it came to sexual acts as a newly born child. There seemed to be a great likely hood of her having all of her wishes granted and she smiled. Unlike most people she didn't know that some times were just to good to be true and she had no idea what he had in store for her. After the hard life she went through scrounging for crumbs and escaping his cat it felt like she was in heaven. Sitting up there on his shoulder she didn't have to traverse the long distances around the house and now he was going to make her some warm food.

The mentioned of warm food made her forget about the bulge in his pants. Like he said, there would be time later for that, right now she was hungry. "Eggs? I haven't had those. Are they good?" she asked him, hoping that they were. Something else bothered her though. Her little hands clutched his shirt as she worriedly asked her next question. "You... you won't cook with me on your shoulder will you?" she asked him. She knew that the stove got hot and she didn't want to have to think about falling off and getting burned.
 
As soon as the little mouse asked him about the eggs, Savio decided instead to simply show her what one was. He walked over to the refrigerator and opened it up, taking out a carton of eggs and flipping it up. He took one of the eggs out and showed it to her. "This is what an egg is. It doesn't look edible now, but once I crack it open and release the contents, it will make a fine meal." The young man then grabbed a few more eggs, some milk and some butter before going back to the counter to start preparing his food. As he did, he heard the concern she had for him cooking while she was on his shoulder. He turned to her as he cracked open the eggs in the bowl and smiled. "You can hang out on the counter while I cook if you'd like," he said before mixing the eggs, milk and butter into a fine yellow paste and placing the contents in a pan.

He then walked over and set her down on the counter right next to the stove so she could watch what he was doing. It didn't take long before the aroma of scrambled eggs and buttered toast filled the room. Though it was a typical morning meal for Savio, it must have seemed like something exotic and exciting to the mouse girl.
 
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