Ever since his Furry Lover talent awakened, Puss had been feeling a bit itchy for "that".
It wasn't just about wanting to level up the talent and see how it changed—it was also because the talent itself stirred up that desire within him.
'I've got the same talent as my original version in the beginning, so this must be why he was such a well-known lover. The urge for "that" is really strong,' Puss thought as he walked along, openly admiring the ladies at the doorways.
The women noticed his gaze and returned charming looks at the confident and handsome orange cat.
'Carajo! This world is crazy! What are these women thinking?!' Puss was inwardly shocked and confused by the way they were flirting with a cat like him.
'But… this is actually good. Who am I to complain? Could this be the effect of the Furry Lover talent, making me look very attractive even to the opposite sex of different species?' He wondered, slightly dizzy from the attention.
"Hey, handsome! In the mood for some fun?" A voice called out beside him, and when Puss turned, his heart skipped a beat.
A beautiful woman with ample curves, even though her makeup was a bit heavy, was still clearly naturally attractive.
Puss, stunned, dumbly pointed at himself.
"Me?" He asked without thinking.
"Hehe!" The woman giggled behind her hand, amused by the innocence in his tone.
But she could tell from the luxurious gear the cat wore that he wasn't poor at all… and he wasn't bad-looking either.
On the contrary, she found him very attractive.
'Never been with a cat before, but if it's this one… might be worth it,' She thought, biting her lip sensually.
Puss was a bit flustered. It was the first time in any of his lives that he'd ever talked to a prostitute—one who was now trying to invite him for some "healthy exercise."
Seeing her rich, attractive client hesitating, she got a mischievous idea.
"Well then, how about this, handsome? How about two for the price of one?" She said with a sultry smile, then called behind her, "Carmen, come here!"
Hearing that, Puss hesitated even more, but also felt extremely tempted. Two women at once? He wouldn't have dared even dream of that in his previous life.
Gulp!
He couldn't help but swallow hard.
Suddenly, a tiny version of himself appeared on his shoulder, radiating purity, with white wings and a halo.
"What are you doing? You should be the gallant hero, adored by princesses, not the wanted criminal who lies with prostitutes… what if you catch some disease?" Angel Puss said sternly, scolding him.
"But you're already a wanted criminal!" Suddenly, another tiny Puss appeared on his shoulder—this one radiating pure mischief and cunning. He had curved horns on his head, bat-like wings, and a thin tail ending in a pointed arrow tip. And then, he went on.
"Besides, with your mutant cat body, you're probably immune to disease, and with your luck, that sort of thing won't happen," Devil Puss said, crossing his arms confidently and leaning against Puss's neck like he owned the place.
"No, no! That's just temporary! You can still turn your reputation around! You have to control your instincts!" Angel Puss protested.
"And how long is that gonna take, huh? Besides, this is just a little fun—actually, this is talent training. He's working hard, not playing," Devil Puss added with a relaxed smile, already considering the round won.
Puss looked at the angel, waiting for his opinion.
"Don't listen to him! You're just heartbroken from everything that happened recently and want to get lost in the warm embrace of two naked beautiful women!" Angel Puss pleaded.
"Eh?! Are you trying to help me?" Devil Puss looked over at him, surprised.
"Ah?! No, that's not what I meant!" The angel quickly waved his hands in panic.
But while all that internal bickering went on inside Puss's head, the woman Carmen—the one the prostitute had called over—started approaching from the house behind them.
Yet Puss couldn't help but notice how small the shadow was, and when she stepped into view, he was stunned.
It wasn't a human.
It was a beautiful European gray cat with golden eyes and an indifferent gaze.
In fact, this was the first time in this life that he'd seen another cat. And just as he'd suspected—after so many years of being a cat—he really did find her graceful and gorgeous… but his mind didn't quite match his body, and he wasn't all that interested in doing anything with a regular cat.
The gray cat looked Puss over, raising a brow as she inspected him from head to toe.
"You're not bad at all. Never seen you around here," She said, startling Puss.
'She speaks!' He was shocked. Then he realized, 'No, she said meow—I just translated it instantly.'
Puss understood—but that somehow reignited his indecent thoughts.
"She seems sentient enough," The devil reappeared and smiled wickedly.
"What are you thinking?! She's a cat!" The angel reappeared too, yelling in outrage.
"We're cats!" The devil said with a shrug.
But Carmen didn't seem interested in waiting all day while Puss stood there lost in thought.
"How long are you going to stand there like a fool?" She rolled her eyes and turned.
With graceful steps, she strutted away, lifting her tail and swaying her hips seductively in front of him.
'My life just keeps getting weirder,' Puss thought, dazed by the unexpected attraction.
"Hehe! Thought I'd found a fierce tiger, but I guess it was just a cowardly kitten," The prostitute teased him too, walking away with her bubbly hips swaying.
"Don't fall for the taunts—ahhh!!" Angel Puss tried to stop him, but was flicked off his shoulder like a bug.
Puss lowered his hand from his shoulder and placed it on the brim of his hat.
"I am Puss in Boots, and I fear nothing!" He said firmly.
Then he confidently walked inside, following the shadows of the two women.
What followed was simply the craziest night of Puss's life.
Meows and moans echoed through the night without end.
Only when the night was at its darkest did silence finally settle over the room.
…
Puss, lying with his head nestled between the beautiful white breasts of the prostitute—whose name he now knew to be Dolores—had a satisfied smile on his face.
'This talent is increíble. My little hermano grew big enough to satisfy a human, but could also return to normal size to please Carmen. On top of that, the spines can be controlled and retracted, so I didn't end up hurting them during sex—they just enjoyed the night,' Puss thought contentedly.
His eyes then fell on the cat Carmen, curled up on the bed, sleeping with a look of pure satisfaction.
'Ugh, during the act, we completely lost any sense of decency, but now that I'm in wise-man mode, I still find what I did… a bit bizarre,' Puss thought, still puzzled.
But he didn't regret it. This world was crazy, and he'd be crazy too, in order to adapt better.
He then gently got up and gave a final soft kiss on Dolores's nipple.
Carefully slipping out of bed to avoid waking them, he equipped his gear and walked to the bedside table, where he left a single gold coin. Truth was, he only had gold coins. But he figured it was a fair price for his first night in this mad world.
After that, he went to the window and opened it.
Looking back at the two women lying there, exhausted, he felt both satisfied and slightly melancholic.
"Dolores, Carmen… I will never forget you," He said softly. Then he leapt out the window, closed it behind him, and was gone.
Soon, his shadow vanished into the dark streets.