Cat Humanoid Novels & Stories

A hiss of equalizing pressure, and then our hatch was being pried open from the outside. Jeff moved to stand in front of Lina and me, his useless arm held tight to his chest, his body a final, weary barricade. The hatch swung open. Standing there wasn't a soldier or a curator. It was a being with four arms and a carapace of iridescent chitin, its face a mask of complex, empathetic eyes. It wore a simple engineer's jumpsuit, stained with grease. In its upper hands, it held not a weapon, but a massive power-cell, trailing thick cables. In its lower hands, it held a container of water and a bundle of cloth.

“She... she’s not like us, is she? She’s human.” The weight of the revelation hangs heavy in the air, leaving us both grappling with its implications. The truth hits me with a surge of emotions. The woman who gave birth to the children Alexander and I now care for is not a part of our world, not bound by the same instincts and connections. Alexander’s face reflects a complex blend of emotions—surprise, sadness, and perhaps even a touch of relief. “Yes, Emilia,” he responds softly. “Their mother is a human.”

She even sent me a full article about sex transmitted disease. Now I know I haven't explained the most important part to you yet, how our robots look. They look human, one hundred percent human, with the skin, body warmth and actions. The only way to tell a robot from far away is looking at his left wrist, all robot wear an identification patch there. But other than that they are human like creation, some are made to teach, cook, be nannies, or even sex partners. Anything you can imagine we made the robot do, but don't worry about world domination, they are programmed to self destroy the second they try to hurt a human in any way.

The other guards go on pleading for their lives as the creature walks towards them, it was such unexplainable since this creature had a tail and looked human at the same time, something was not right at all, I think this was something fresh out of a scientists lab and it was brought here at the Gaylord’s. “Oh my goodness” I say to myself and in no time the Gaylord shows up, he walks slowly towards the creature and the growling goes down, the creature calms down on seeing the old wolf. He bends to him and the old wolf holds him by the chin. “This is magnificent !!!" he says as he slowly moves his hands to feel the creatures face. “Free the others and Gary will show you their cages, make sure

I hissed out and throw a ball. "Ooh. It got in. Drink Mr Adam." I urge Adam. Half hoping he will drop the topic or the alcohol will just wipe his memory for the next one month. But unfortunately, luck is never on my side. "What if the mating season starts? How long are you going to ignore the mating bond and you can't treat your mate like that! She's human..." At the word Human, I give him a glance which he understands but he continues defiantly. "Because she is HUMAN, you have to be sweet, caring, loving and handle her as nice as a jewel"

I focus on him and notice he is the oldest one. "Zao, all my life I knew her to be human, and her father was the Human Advisor as you might remember. Only recent events have made Conwenna reveal to us more. Did you fill them in about this?" My heart is pounding fast and I look at Conwenna myself, she has her eyes on me and nods. "I told nothing, they are finding out now." She looks at them and continues. "Her father took care of her all her life, but her mother was a Shapeshifter Alpha."

I'm surprised the door hasn't fallen off the hinges while I flinch at the sound of the door hitting the wall. "You're late," an older woman with three grey hairs scowls at Tasia with her arms crossed. "I brought the Lu- the Alpha's mate to help out with the pups," Tasia gestures to me behind her and recognition overtakes anger on the woman's face. I glance at Tasia, catching that she wanted to call me something else, but leave it for the time being to greet the lady still standing in the doorway. "Oh, you must be the human," the lady scuffles closer to me and looks me up and down, assessing me for some reason.

After that small mishap, Shantal let the robot seat on the sofa for a while. Regardless of how 'defective' it might be, there was no doubt that the thing still cost a fortune and she did not want anything bad to happen to it, or at least not until she signed robot insurance for it, if there was any of that sort, to begin with. At the same time, Shantal also could not help but notice that her Android Partner was relatively lighter compared to what she initially expected from a mass of walking metal that he was. Alex was simply so human-like that everything about him was so convincing. In fact, if Shantal had not seen him emerge out of the box, herself, she would definitely doubt his identity.

“This is still not similar to kuntilanak. I didn't even show Uncle there was still an Indonesian element. This really irritates me, how could uncle make this ghost to scare us? Will there ever be a ghost like this? Basic!" I was silent looking at Hamdan who was still busy babbling, and still had the opportunity to comment on the shape of the kuntilanak-like robot in his hand. My face was already pale, even though it was artificial. But I can't stand to see someone like that. Hamdan let go of the thing on the floor, then looked at me with raised eyebrows. Hamdan did not ask, but instead took the robot again while looking at me alternately with the strange creature.

In the next second, we finally saw what was coming. Not soldiers. Not drones. But three… humanoids. Their movements resembled a human’s, but their arms were so disproportionately long that they dragged along the ground. Their heads were skeletal, their skin paper-thin, and where their eyes should have been were only dark hollows. Sadira sucked in a sharp breath. “What the hell are those?” “Empties,” I replied, slowly backing along the ledge. “The one we saw on the hilltop… that was just one. These are remnants from several generations ago. They move because something drives them. But inside, there’s no one.”