So...

My cat is a rapist.

See, we have this cat, Zippy, the rapist. Then we found Little Kitty, the victim, at Leekers a while ago. She's only like... about a year old. And by the time we got around to getting Zippy neutered (or is it spayed? Oh, I don't know) he had already become quite to love machine. So now, even though he doesn't have kitty testosteone pulsing through his body, he still knows it feels good. And he's always going around humping it up on Little Kitty raping her. And unless we kick 'em off of her she just sits there looking sad and meowing helplessly.

Poor Thing