Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. 3 blonde mice, 3 blonde mice See how they run, see how they run They all ran away from some lusty cats Losing their clothes and getting some pats Their bare little bodies were all very nice Those three blonde mice "We've got mice!" the farmer's wife shrieked. "Dagnabbit!" the farmer said. "I knew it! They been gettin in the pantry. Eatin the cheese and grain. I put out traps already but they don't do no good. Mice just pop the traps and take the bait. Poison they don't eat. What do we do?" "We'll just have to call for some pest control." "Call? Phones ain't been invented. I'll go into town though and see about it." In town the Farmer found that the best way to rid a house of mice was a pest control company run by the three little pussies. Yes, the sexy sisters Jeannie, Jinx and Ginger are back. "Kin ya get rid of the mice?" "Oh certainly," Jeannie assured him. "We're the best. Our prices are very reasonable. The only catch is that you'll have to vacate your house while we work." "F'r how long?" "Only a few hours I'm sure." "Well, all right. I've tried everything else so I guess I gotta give it a go." He gave the three lovely catgirls his address and they agreed to be at his house the following afternoon. Outside the farmhouse were a pair of feckless felines, Puss in Boots and the Cheshire cat, who were always delighted to catch sight of the sexy sisters. "Hey baby!" Puss said without making it clear which one he was talking to, "I got some great catnip at my house! Honest! How `bout you come round tonight in the evening?" "You think they look good now," Cheshire said greedily, "you should see them without their clothes." The two tomcats laughed and Ginger, the youngest of the pussy sisters, demanded with more than a little apprehension, "Ch-Cheshire, you stop telling your lies!" But even as she said it the memory of his roaming eyes and his groping hands on her naked body gave her a sinking feeling of shame. "Just ignore them," Jeannie said. "Let's get to work." Inside, the three sisters started moving with a feline stealth that made them impossible to hear even for the mice. They listened intently for the sounds before they realized that there were, in total, three mice. All three were in different rooms, so the kitties split up, one cat to a mouse. In the bedroom, Jeannie, the oldest pussy sister, stalked around the bed until she got sight of the first mouse. That mouse was a lovely little female mouse. Like all of my fairy tale animals, she was very human in shape, and what a remarkable shape. She was a voluptuous little thing, with big round tits in her ragged little mouse dress. Her body, like the pussy sisters, was colored. Very light mousy brown in her case. Her long, very curly hair was a very light blonde though, set in contrast against her skin. She stood fourteen and a half inches. When her lovely little face turned and spotted the skulking cat, her brown eyes widened with panic and she let out a shrill little scream as she rushed under the bed. Jeannie was right there and her arm swept under the bed a few times as the mouse kept right out of reach. After a bit of fun, the cat girl got on top of the bed and the mouse no longer knew which side to take shelter on. After a few breathless minutes, the mouse started creeping and the moment she was close to the edge, Jeannie grabbed her! The sexy kitty held her captive tight and looked her over. "You are just the most darling thing!" The mouse, Marcy, struggled to free herself from the cat's hand but she was caught tight. Jeannie's smile took a slightly sinister twist as her free hand took a hold of the top of Marcy's dress. The poor mouse squeaked, "What are you doing?" The cat girl did not answer except to start tearing at the cloth. The shrill little squeal of embarrassment brought a great smile to the stripe skinned cat. Slowly, to draw out the excitement of the stripping and enhance the suspense for her victim, Jeannie continued to rip at the little dress until it was gone. Marcy the mouse had her hands over her chest and a petulant, quivering little frown. "You nasty cat! You let me go!" That wasn't going to happen of course. Jeannie pulled the little hands away from the mouse's tits. Big (on her small body) round tits that moved freely as she thrashed to escape the grasp of her tormentor. The light brown skin was complimented by nipples of a slightly darker shade. Jeannie's thumb moved slowly across those bare breasts and Marcy's eyes shot open wide. In mouse fashion she fell completely silent but her big brown eyes didn't seem to blink and her breathing was fast as the cat gently ran each of the fingers on her free hand over and around the sexy breasts. Marcy squirmed and squealed in protest but she couldn't get free until her bare tits had been thoroughly enjoyed by the smiling cat. Eventually, clad only in panties, the hapless mouse finally managed to wriggle free and she ran as fast as she could from the smitten cat. In the living room a similar scene had unfolded. Jinx, the black and white pussy sister had, after a brief but breathless chase, managed to corner a second mouse. Looking for an exit, the panicked little mouse, Mitzi, looked quite wonderful to the bully of a cat. Mitzi, like Marcy, had little resemblance to a mouse really apart from her size (fourteen inches flat), round ears at the sides of her head, and a skin tone of light grey. Sandy blonde wavy hair was swept back from her round mouse ears. She darted to one side and almost got past Jinx but she was caught by one leg and lifted off the ground. She screeched in that little mouse voice as Jinx got a better hold of her. The sexy cat looked her prisoner over and commented happily, "To think I get paid for this!" With that the curious cat began peeling the clothes off her diminutive victim. "What are you doing? Wait! No! Stop!" The little mouse's dress was pulled up over her amazing, perfectly formed legs, past her pink panties and then off of her body completely. Jinx's eyes got big as she admired the grey mouse's titties. How to describe them? They were small because Mitzi was only fourteen inches tall but in a relative way they were fairly good size, a gentle but well defined curve that stood out remarkably from the mouse's slim figure. Pretty as those titties were, Jinx was more fascinated by the incredible legs. The black and white kitty fingers slid up and down those amazing stems as Mitzi fumed and frowned. Only after those legs had been touched all over a few times and Jinx had applied a few soft spanks to the pretty ass in those pink panties did Mitzi manage to break free and rush under some convenient furniture. While Marcy and Mitzi were stripped and groped by two of the pussies, Millie, the third mouse was captured in the kitchen by Ginger. Ginger, if you don't remember, was a golden brown color speckled like fur with curvy hair of a darker shade. The mouse that she had cornered was a white mouse. Bright white skin was complimented by the lightest blonde hair of the three mice. That hair was a short style, bobbed as a well kept shell of thick hair. She was the shortest by half an inch at thirteen and half. Ginger grabbed her up and looked her over. Millie, misunderstanding her danger, pled, "Please, miss cat! Don't eat me!" "Eat you? Now how could I ever hurt a pretty little thing like you?" As the beautiful Ginger started purring, she slipped the shoulder straps of Millie's dress down, baring a pair of gorgeous medium mouse tits with off white nipples. Millie yeeped but was unable to escape as her dress was slipped off completely leaving her in black lacy panties and black lacy stockings. "Magnificent!," Ginger commented. Millie could do nothing more than stare, open mouthed and horrified as, with two fingers, the cat rubbed, bounced and lightly pinched those beautiful tits. Only after her mouse boobs were thoroughly groped did Millie manage to slide out of Ginger's grasp. She scampered quickly away and the cat gave chase nonchalantly. All three mice ran. All three cats chased. They all ended up in the front room of the house where each mouse ended up in the clutches of a different pussy cat than before. The three blonde mice squeaked out loud protests and pleas for mercy as all three had their tiny panties slipped off of their bodies. Jeannie had Mitzi, light grey skinned and sandy haired. The unfortunate mouse's bush matched her hair exactly and Jeannie happily felt her there before moving up to her mousy boobs. Jinx had gotten a hold of white mouse Mille. Again a blonde bush matched the very light, short hair of the white mouse. Jinx purred and purred as she ran her fingers along the flailing legs before taking a few gentle feels of that blonde muff. Ginger's mouse was brown skinned Marcy. Like the other mice, she had a nice thick little bush that matched her hair. Ginger, after taking in that wonderful sight, promptly turned the mouse around to see the pretty round bum on her. Marcy squirmed and whined as the cat's fingers ran over her buttocks and gave her a few light spanks as well. The mice squirmed and squealed and flailed at their naked humiliation, particularly when the cats traded them like they were toys. The mice were passed around for about twenty minutes with the greedy kitties enjoying the beautiful naked attributes of each mouse. At length, the cats put the three mice into a cage. "Are we going to keep them?" Ginger asked hopefully. "Of course," Jeannie said as she put the mice's torn dresses in with them. Lazily and happily the three cats sat and began to write up the bill for the farmer and his wife. While they did that, the mice quietly went about escaping the cage. Marcy's hair was kept up by tiny mouse bobby pins that she used to pick the lock. Getting away wasn't enough though. The mice were determined to get even. The farmer's wife had given them no end of trouble so they had prepared a clever trap for her. It was time to use that but on these three terrible cats instead. As soon as they were free from the cage, the mice scampered to the door of the room, making certain to be spotted at the last second. "They're loose!" Jinx shouted as she bounded after them, her sisters following. The mice scattered, each to a mousehole nearby. All three cats were pressed against those walls, hands reaching in after their pretty little prey. Then Marcy appeared up high on a shelf shouting insults in her high pitched voice. Instantly all three cats were rushing over to get her. She darted back into the hidy hole as all three cats tried to get ahold of her. Mitzi appeared in a corner shouting like crazy so the cats chased after her instead until she too disappeared again into the wall. Next Millie showed up at the door of the room and baited the cats into following. One by one the little mice took turns staying out of reach but making noise and tricking the cats into following them until at last they were all in the attic. No one but the mice ever came up here and that was evident from the little clothes and mouse furniture and the dust over every human thing. What the cats didn't know that the mice did was that the attic was too dangerous to walk in. Nimbly the little mice darted along, cautiously avoiding the cats by moving between old trunks and boxes. The cats scampered on top of those things with feline grace and nearly caught the mice a few times. The chase ended though when, at a big spot clear of any storage, the mice all stood, back to back, seemingly cornered. Nothing was in that spot though because the floor was too weak to support much weight. So when all three pussy sisters leapt onto that spot at once, the ceiling caved in and everyone went crashing through into the living room. The cats had all gotten ahold of a mouse but when they fell through all the mice were free again. Hissing and yowling, the cats were tangled up in a huge mass of thread and yarn and thin ropes that the mice had painstakingly patterned in the attic. The mice themselves, due to their small size, were free as the cats fought to get the mess of cords and strings and ropes off of them. The mice scurried among them securing the bindings at every wrist and ankle until the cats were quite stuck. "Let us go!" Ginger shouted. "You're gonna get it so bad!" Jinx threatened. "Yeah you'd better cut us free!" Jeannie demanded when she saw the mice carrying a pair of scissors. The mice, though were not about to cut the cats free. In fact, Marcy went about securing the cats more and more and Mitzi and Millie began cutting away at Jeannie's pants. "Hey! Stop that! You can't do that!" The mice didn't even bother to answer. They just smiled happily as the cats struggled in vain to get free as their clothes were cut away piece by piece. After several minutes the three pussy sisters were reduced to their panties and a few ragged bits of cloth. Hissing and threatening, they more angry than anything else. Jeannie shouted, "You'd better not leave us like this!" "Well," Millie said happily, "not alone!" "What?" all three cats said in unison, but the mice were all scampering outside. The Cheshire Cat and Puss in Boots were still there, waiting with new pick up lines for the Pussies. When the mice shouted, "The girls couldn't catch us, so maybe you can!" After a moment, the two tomcats gave chase and ended up, as you would guess, inside where they were met with the stunning, unexpected sight of the three little Pussies, tied up and stripped. Awed by the spectacular bare bodies, Puss in Boots admitted, "You know, I didn't believe your story about finding these three delicious ladies tied up naked in the woods. How can I doubt it now though?" Cheshire, with a broader smile than normal, said, "What are the odds of it happening again?" Already trembling, the three sexy sisters tried to appeal to the tomcats' better nature. "Please untie us." "Don't do what you're thinking." "Be gentlemen for goodness sake!" But, true to their alley cat natures, the two happy friends keep staring. It took a moment for them to decide but Puss in Boots first took young Ginger's boobs in hand and Cheshire enjoyed palming Jeannie's wonderful buns. The mice gathered their few essentials while listening to the yowls and hisses of the cats. "Isn't that a wonderful sound?" Marcy said. "We'd better be gone by the time they get loose though," Millie said. So the three of them quietly prepared to move on. There were plenty of other houses to invade. They made it a point though to walk past the living room to see the embarrassment of their tormentors before taking off. Cheshire, vanishing from one spot and appearing in another, was groping one bare kitty titty, then another, then another in rapid succession. Jeannie and Ginger had their panties around their ankles already and Puss in Boots was slowly sliding Jinx's down. "What a beautiful Pussy pussy!" She hissed and berated him as he got a close look at her dark bush with that white stripe. Jeannie noticed the mice though. "There they are! The mice! Get them! Get them!" Of course she and her sisters were helpless to move but Puss and Cheshire turned and noticed the mice. For a moment it looked bad for the tiny trio but the two tomcats decided that three naked sisters in the hand were better than three that might escape so they shrugged and went back to fondling the three naked catgirls. "What a happy ending," Mitzi said as they scampered away.