Zach And Sara Mouse’s Final Christmas
By ChubbySong321
“This is all YOUR fault!” Little Zack Mouse shouted to his sister as he sat next to her
He was not at all a happy mouse. The boy had good reason to be upset. The 9 year old, brown-furred, mouse, with short, blond, hair and blue eyes who was wearing a black, ripped, t-shirt and dark-blue shorts, was currently inside a large sack
“MY fault!?! You’re the 1 who ran into the bag! I just followed after YOU.” Heather Mouse retorted back
Heather was Zach’s younger sister. She had the same fur, hair, and eye color, although she sported long hair and wore a dark-blue dress. She was equally dismayed by their current situation
Even at 8 years old, this mouse girl was a trouble maker. In fact, both mice kids were. They were known far and wide for their horrible behavior. They were brats, plain and simple
Still, they probably should’ve been surprised by the events of yesterday morning. It was then, before their parents were up, when a tall, thin, man, wearing red with white trim Christmas clothes and carrying a large, brown, sack, came down their chimney. They couldn’t tell what species he was, given the clothes he wore and the large, white, beard he sported. He claimed to be Santa Clause with a bag full of toys for them both
Given just how horrible these mice were, and the fact that Christmas morning was a full day away, these mice should’ve asked more questions. Instead, both brother and sister ran at the man. The boy threated his life if he didn’t hand over every toy in the bag right this second. His sister even kicked old Saint Nick in his shin so he couldn’t get away
It was a little odd that Santa, of all people, would swear under his breath at this. Still, he played the part of Saint Nick quite well. He even joyfully told them that all they had to do was look inside his sack and see all the goodies he’d brought them
Both mice scurried into the bag without a 2nd thought. Before they could even ask what gives, in those exact words, the man had sealed the bag and dragged the brats out of the house
Now Zach and Heather were trapped inside the sack and had been so for a full day. Oh, they tried to escape. They tried in every way. However, nothing seemed to work. So now they simply sat there, grumpily, waiting to be released
Zach was just about to yell at his little sister again, when both mice found the sack was, once more, on the move. They were jostled together quite a bit while this happened. Even trapped and in peril, the 2, bratty, mice siblings saw fit to fight with each other, selfishly trying to get just a bit more space for themselves. Zack pushed Heather off him with as much force as he could muster and Heather even elbowed Zach in his eye
Before this could go on much longer, the sack was opened up and both siblings were dumped onto a large, silver, platter. Before either cub could react to this, they found themselves being tied up
Both Zach and Heather gasped as they saw him. It wasn’t Santa. However, they could tell this was the same man who had been in their house before and it was far worse than either cub could’ve predicted
Currently tying their paws together was a tall, thin, adult, male, cat dressed in nice clothes. Not in the same Santa outfit from yesterday, but a green Christmas sweater and black slacks. He sported back fur and brown eyes and was wagging his tail behind him a little as he hummed a Christmas carol to himself
“Hey jerk! Let us go!” Zach yelled at him threateningly
It was an odd way for a child completely bound and unable to do anything to act. Heather, despite being equally bound, joined in with her brother
“Yeah and you better give us LOTS of toys for this!”
Zach could only sigh and tell her sister rudely,
“Shut up, Heather! He’s not giving us any toys.”
“You’re right about that.” The cat man interjected as he began to decorate the platter with green and red leaves
It was a fitting decoration for a Christmas platter, even if neither mouse seemed that happy with it. Still, the cat man finished and looked back at the bound siblings
“You 2 don’t deserve anything for Christmas. I know who you are. You’re 2 cubs have been nothing but little terrors to everybody else. The whole neighborhood knows it.” He continued with his paws on his hips like a scolding parent
Both cubs couldn’t help but roll their eyes at this. This wasn’t the 1st lecture somebody had given them about their horrible behavior. True, this was the 1st time they were lectured while bound and on a serving platter. Still, if he thought that was going to change their behavior, even this wouldn’t get these mice siblings to be good
“Don’t worry. After today, we won’t have to put up with you, or your horrible antics, anymore.” He continued
Before either mouse could say anything more, the cat man began to drizzle them both with a thick, dark, liquid. Both cubs were shocked by this and didn’t move, or say a word, as the man doused them in the stuff. He happily poured it all over the little, bratty, mice, making sure to coat them almost completely. Despite how delicious both cubs found the liquid they were being covered with, Zack and Heather began to spit out any that went into their mouths
“EWWW! What IS this stuff!?!” Zach said as he looked at his, now coated, body
“Yeah! You’re making a mess of my clothes and fur. They’re both worth more than YOU, so you better clean me up NOW!” Heather demanded as she also looked herself over in disgust
The cat just sighed, but held a knowing, slightly devious, smile before he replied,
“It’s dark-chocolate drizzle. I need something to sweeten you 2 up.”
He then proceeded to grab a large shaker of some sort and held it over the mice siblings. It was then the cat began to shake white powder on them. It actually looked like it was snowing as he did this
Both cubs weren’t thrilled about this, but seemed a little less put off then they’d been with the chocolate sauce. Still, they weren’t sure what was happening. At least until Heather got a little of the powder in her mouth
“I-I-Icing sugar?” She said in confusion
The cat man nodded and sing-songingly replied,
“Mmmhmm~” His tail wagging behind him as he properly dressed these mice cubs
Zach did not like where this was going. He finally began to try and struggle, looking for some way to escape. However, with his paws and feet bound tightly, there wasn’t much he could do. Thanks to his struggles, he did realize something
“You tied us up with…with…” He said, not being able to place his finger on it completely
“That’s right. It’s cheery, gummi, rope~” The adult cat pointed out before he moved on to the next ingredient
That next ingredient was, appropriately enough, candied cherries. He happily sprinkled the sticky cherries over top the mice. All the while he couldn’t help but hum “deck the halls” to himself, a knowing smile on his face the whole time
The poor, bratty, mice, cubs were now starting to get really scared. It was pretty apparent this cat was turning them into some sort of candied dish. Both began looking around, trying to find some way to get out of this
Failing to find anything that would help them, Zach looked back at the cat man in defiance. It helped that the adult feline had finally stopped putting cherries on them. Zach then quickly began,
“You’d better let us go! If you don’t do it RIGHT NOW, I’ll…”
“…And now, for the final touch~” The cat said, cutting off the mouse boy’s words without a care
Zack opened his mouth to yell at the man some more. However, before he could say another word, he found something being stuffed into his mouth!
“Wait! I…” Heather began, before her mouth was also stuffed with something she couldn’t identify
“Oh. That’s mint-flavored catnip.” The man told them, seeming to sense their confusion
It was then all 3 of them heard it. It sounded like small, but also heavy, footsteps coming down a nearby staircase upstairs
The cat man’s eyes went wide and he quickly grabbed a serving lid for the platter. In a much quieter tone than he’d been using with these mice, the cat said to himself,
“Oh! It’s time!”
Before Zach and Heather could do anything more, or make any sort of noise, they found themselves under the serving lid. Both bratty mice were, once again, trapped inside something and being hulled around. That was getting old fast, at least as far as these siblings were concerned
Fortunately, this time, they weren’t covered for long. Before the lid was lifted, however, they could hear people talking around them. They couldn’t make out the words, but they could identify 1 of the voices as the cat man who’d kidnapped them. The other voices sounded female, 1 older and 1 younger. The younger of which sounded like she was about their age
Finally, the lid was lifted dramatically and they heard the 2, older, voices saying excitedly,
“Merry Christmas, Sara!”
It took a moment for their eyes to readjust to the light, but as soon as they did, Zach and Heather saw the serving tray had been placed under a Christmas tree. They looked up to see the same cat man from before standing next to a tall, thin, cat, woman
The female feline was wearing a nice, red, dress that highlighted both the festive day and her long, black, hair and green eyes. Her dark-brown fur also looked extra preened for this particular moment. Of course, she had her phone out and was recording everything
It didn’t take either mouse long to notice Sara. She was standing right in front of them, after all. She was, as they’d guessed from before, a kitten about their age. She had the same, long, black hair and green eyes as her mother. She also had her father’s black fur. However, this little cat wasn’t dressed in anything fancy. She was simply wearing a pink nightshirt and matching pink pants, both having white lace on them. It seemed that this kitten, like all other cubs on this day, couldn’t wait to see what Santa had brought her and came downstairs in her pajamas
She held a cute look of wonder and excitement on her face. Anybody who saw this kitten could instantly tell she was a nice, well-behaved, little, cub. It almost radiated off her
However, that wasn’t her most distinguishing feature. No, that was just how obese this little kitten was. Her whole frame was covered in a nice layer of blubber. Fortunately, this seemed to make her look all the more adorable
Even given how fat she was, her tummy was, by far, her most predominate feature. Her round stomach pushed out a good 5 inches in front of her and, even now, her night shirt and pants let a nice, cute, layer of her black and white, furred, tummy show
Both mice went wide-eyed as they saw this. This was REALLY not looking good for either of them. However, even as shocked as they were, neither cub could resist thinking of all the names they could call this bloated, little, kitten. Heather, herself, had at least 10 ready to go and would’ve insulted her non-stop, if her mouth wasn’t filled to the brim with catnip
Fortunately, Sara didn’t seem to notice any of this. She was too busy being in shocked delight by her present. Her face lit up as she looked over the scrumptious mice she was given. Her big belly rumbled loudly. She was, as usual, hungry. It was made all the worse since she’d only been allowed 2 midnight snacks on Christmas Eve, as opposed to her normal 5. After all, her parents didn’t want her to run into “Santa”
“Oh! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” She said, hugging her dad’s legs, before moving over to her mother’s
“Don’t thank us, Sara. It was Santa who brought them for you. After all, you’ve been such a good girl this year.” Her mother told her, phone still in hand, before she gave a little, knowing, wink to Sara’s father
Sara let go of her mother’s legs and nodded. She licked her lips at the platter, causing both Zach and Heather to go wide-eyed again. However, the obese kitten didn’t dive right in. She looked up at her father and mother before she politely asked them,
“May I please eat them now?”
Her father and mother both chuckled a bit at Sara’s trademark, good-natured, politeness. Her father nodded and replied,
“Of course, honey. It’s your Christmas present, after all.”
Needless to say, the mice siblings were horrified to hear this. Both began to struggle and tried to order Sara to leave them alone. Of course, with catnip in their mouths and gummi-rope holding them bound, there wasn’t anything they could do. The most either mouse could manage was to wiggle slightly and let out muffled, defiant, cries
All this did was cause Sara to lick her chops even more showingly than before. Her stomach also rumbled once again. This kitten might’ve been polite and well-mannered, but when it came to her eating, she wasn’t going to be holding back, especially with such tasty looking mice in front of her. Without another second of waiting, Sara greedily grabbed Heather with her chubby paws and opened her maw really wide
Heather’s eyes grew almost as large as Sara’s tummy as she saw down the kitten’s throat. She could almost see the greedy stomach of this chunky kitten waiting to digest her into further cat fat. The rude, mean, little, mouse girl was quickly shoved into her mouth and tasted at Sara’s leisure. The chunky kitten happily moaned in delight at how good the flavors of Heather were
Zach watched in horror as his younger sister was eaten so fast. It was almost hard to believe how quickly the kitten was able gobble her up. Of course, given Sara’s size, it wasn’t THAT hard to believe. He watched the fat kitten swallow his sister, following the lump the mouse girl made go down her throat, past her chest and into her stomach. The lump stopped there and pushed out Sara’s big, fat, fuzzy, kitten, tummy so much it actually now touched Zach slightly, a feeling the mouse boy hated quite a bit
Fortunately for him, Zach wouldn’t have to feel the outside of Sara’s tummy for very long. After letting out a big burp, which hit the mouse boy right in his face, Sara couldn’t help but politely say to him,
“Excuse me.”
She then picked up Zach…or rather, she picked up the whole platter. She held the tray up and licked her lips again at the terrified mouse boy before the kitten, once more, opened her maw extra wide. It was then she tilted the whole serving platter towards her mouth, taking in everything. The leaves, the excess sauce, icing sugar, cherries, and, most importantly, Zach
Just like his sister before him, Zach found himself being tasted by Sara. The greedy, little, kitten happily licked all over his chocolate-covered body, drawing out his flavors. She even chewed on him a bit, much to Zach’s annoyance, before she swallowed him whole, sending him to join his younger sibling in her big, fat, little, kitten, tummy
With the last of her Christmas present eaten, Sara’s massive middle grew even larger. Her shirt was now only covering her chest and her black and white, fuzzy, tummy was on full display for all to see. Sara couldn’t help but purr in delight at how yummy the 2, mice, siblings had been
Well, she began to purr only after she let out another, big, rude, burp. She giggled a little at this, amused at her own release like any cub her age would be. She then went wide-eyed h, before she looked back her parents and politely said to them,
“Sorry. Please excuse me.”
Both parents, still recording the whole event, couldn’t help but chuckle. She might’ve been quite large for her age. She might’ve just eaten 2 cubs whole and alive. She might’ve even been so fat now that she was spilling out of her pajamas, but there was no denying how good, polite and well-behaved Sara was. She was reward with a great present for this very reason, after all
So beware, all you cubs who are reading this story. Make sure to be on your best behavior. After all, you never know when “Santa” is watching you
The End
