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Lyca was positive he'd just felt something grab onto his behind, his immediate instinct thinking 'bug' and going to swat it, when he remembered the warnings he'd read coming into these woods: CAUTION: Borrowers. He'd heard of these little fey, sneaking into people's bags and stealing their things, or the more perverse ones who'd hide in people's clothing to get off. 

The half-tabby wasn't exactly keen on the latter idea (at least not for free), and debated if he wanted to address the problem right then and there, or perhaps have a little fun of his own and give this little pervert exactly what he wanted and then some. Lyca smirked at the prospect; he'd show this runt not to cop a feel without asking.

Unfortunately for the borrower, their intent was entirely misread. They had been sprinting through the woods, under attack by a vespid looking to make a meal out of the poor thing, and when the Borrower saw a 'Giant', they knew the Vespid would likely back off out of fear. They hadn't really thought their plan through, however, as they found themself quickly clinging to the giant's asscheek. 

They had planned to wait until they were sure the vespid had lost interest, only to suddenly find their world shifting downwards as the giant they'd been clinging to took a seat in the grass, smushing the borrower under the absolute mass of his plump rump. 

"Ahhh~! I don't know why I was in such a hurry~! I got nowhere to be!" Lyca said aloud, projecting his voice in hopes the little pervert pinned beneath his butt could hear him. "Its such a nice morning! Might as well take it easy~! Reeeeeeeeeeeally relaaaaaaaax~!"

As he spoke, Lyca shifted his ass side to side, really grinding the borrower beneath him into the grass as he sat there. The poor borrower was rolled back and forth beneath this cruel giant's gargantuan cheeks, their body battered by the sheer weight and size of it before, just as soon as it had happened, the weight was lifted. Lyca's butt rose into the air, and for the briefest moment the Borrower had thought their torment was already over.

WHAM!

Suddenly, the sky crashed down once more, slamming hard into the Borrower as Lyca dropped the entire weight of his behind down on the little runt, before grinding his asscheeks into the grass beneath him once more to "really find a good spot" as he said aloud. The Borrower's head was spinning from the impact of Lyca's ASSault, the poor thing barely holding onto consciousness as they were wedged into the asscrack of this sadistic giant.

Lyca was unknowingly burying this borrower further and further between his asscheeks, the constant side-to-side motion causing the borrower to slip into the tight leotard he always wore, and bringing the borrower, quite literally, face to face with Lyca's hole as the poor thing's face was mushed into it. Lyca's asshole flexed unknowingly against the borrower's face, as if kissing its new roommate for the time being. 

"Alright, that's enough of that." Lyca exclaimed, picking himself up off the ground. "I hope that'll teach ya to--" He stopped speaking as he looked behind him. In the assprint he'd left in the grass, there was no borrower to be found. No bug, no fey, nothing at all. Just the flattened grass from his now meaningless act. 

Lyca's cheeks flushed red—god, he must have looked like an idiot—and quickly glanced around to make sure no one saw that embarrassing display before quickly grabbing his pants and yanking them on, thoroughly flustered by his own stupidity whilst unknowingly sealing his new passenger into a hot, sweaty session with the catboy's asshole as he ran to the next city over the next several hours...