"I get to show them their place~"
Said your cat, being fairly vague and ominous about where exactly that 'place' would be. If his words weren't clear enough, though, his actions would surely make up for it. Soon enough, the feline turned around, his fuzzy tail swaying softly from side to side before hiking into the air. Right in the center of that black-fur void was a pink sinkhole, winking, almost as if it was meant for you. He widened his stance, squatting down right over you.
"O-Oliver, wait! W-We can talk about this!"
WHUMPH
He slammed his ass down onto the hardwood floor, flattening you against the ground and his asshole.
"Toys don't get to talk."
Oliver said in a harsh tone. He started to grind back into you, rubbing his scent off on you. It reeked, sticking to more than just your clothes, it tainted your skin. Any other animals would know who this 'toy' belonged to now. On one of the cat's more forceful grinds, everything seemed to align perfectly, unfortunately meaning that your tiny head went straight up that tight kitty pucker. Oliver let out a meowl, standing up straight, hairs raised and his back arched. He had never felt something enter through there, but after pausing for a moment, feeling you thrash about in defiance, he slipped into a state of satisfaction, squatting over the ground with your shoulders and below sticking out of his asshole. This was horrible, probably the worst thing you had experienced ever. Just when you thought things couldn't get worse though, they did. The walls tightened around your head, pressure building up as if it was suctioning to your shoulders, gradually increasing until...
SHLUCK
They slipped right in. Oliver let out a deep moan, pleased with this new foreign object invading his rear.
"Oh yeah~ Fuuuuck, that's the spot, right there~"
He said, following it up with a few more clenches. He was swallowing you whole... with his ass!!