Cute Munchkin Cat Novels & Stories

A hot fireman with tattoos. And of course Mittens would be adorable. She'd be mostly black with a smidge of white on her feet — hence the name — and a white ear too. Drew could not say no to Mittens. He'd buy her kitten treats and toys. The man's a softy at heart.

“It was a choice between a Teacup Pomeranian and a Teacup Chihuahua. I simply told them that I was a cat person and couldn’t decide.” “Smart girl. Do you have a cat?” “I do. His name is Legs.” “What kind of name is Legs?” “It’s an oxymoron because he’s a Munchkin cat. He’s literally all ankles,” she said, giggling at the joke. “Interesting...perhaps one day I’ll meet your cat.” “Perhaps. I’m disappointed, Pierce.” He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “Disappointed? By what?” “You’re not ready for me, Pierce. You’re still fully clothed.”

After putting away more chicken curry, Guy said, ‘Anoushka had two kittens a year or two back. Kit and Kat.* ‘And the poor little things both got run over within six months,* Anoushka said. Claudia felt a pang of empathy. ‘How awful.* ‘They had no road sense whatsoever,* said Guy. ‘Engaging little beasts, but brainless as they come.* ‘Mrs Pierce didn’t think they were engaging,* Anoushka said sulkily. ‘If you ask me, she got that horrible son of hers to come and run them over on purpose.*

"Someone is happy to be back." "Chunky?" Evelyn asked, kneeling next to me, mystified by the cat. "I had only seen the shadow of a cat earlier. I didn't realize it was friendly." "It's a big ship. They like to stay on the lower decks and hunt rats. He's Chunky, the fattest ship cat," I explained, using both hands to rub his little face. He purred against my hands, sounding like an earthquake. "An honorary title." Evelyn laughed before trying to cover it up by clearing her throat. "Can I?" she asked, reaching out to the cat.

Then I heard it, a tiny, sweet “Mew.” My heart leapt. I lifted the lid and there she was: the most adorable little fluff nugget I’d ever seen. She was a patchwork of colors—black, gray, orange, and white—with the biggest, bluest eyes. She looked up at me, terrified, and let out another tiny meow. I scooped her up, and she clung to my chest, her needle-like claws pricking my skin. I could feel her trembling in my hands.

As Wanda went to the kitchen, Ian said to Sage, "This cat is a Chinchilla. If you like it, you can keep it." Sage indeed liked it a lot. To be more precise, there was no way a girl wouldn't like this kitten. Chinchilla cats had soft, white fur and were incredibly cute and well-behaved. Occasionally, it let out an adorable, sweet "meow" that could melt anyone's heart. Sage pondered for a moment.

Katia played with the two puppies they had found. At the vet's office, she was told that the puppy she found was a Pomeranian, about two weeks old, with white and black fur, resembling a panda bear. The kitten was an exotic cat, a Persian variant, the same age as the puppy, with ash-gray fur. Both puppies were about the size of Alyre's hands. The happiness on Katia's face was evident. ...

I don't know how old I really am, I just learned how to talk, but I know that I was raised in a cage, the ones who took care of me were humans, not nice ones, they don't like me, they told me so, they forget to feed me, they don't change me enough, and I feel sick more days, I spend most of my days sleeping due to the medication they give me to keep me asleep. I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Neve, I'm a kitten, a Neko, I'm half kitten half-human, I have a human body just add to it cat ears and tail and me being more prone to act like the kitten I am. My hair is long and brown, it always hurt when they brush it for me, but they said that having long hair would get them more money, I have

I moan and pull my cock from her mouth then pump it as I spray all over her cute little breasts and smile at the spay from her cock. “You like that don’t you, Little Kitten?” I ask. “Yes!” She breathes. I lick my cum off her sensitive buds and suck her puffy nipples until she moans again. Her entire body is responding to everything I do as if it is hypersensitive. She grabs her breasts and I notice they are even bigger than I thought. In just twenty four hours they went from flat to around a large A cup to small-ish B cup. I’m so fucking lucky that someone like her wants me! She has perfect, perky little tits, an even more perfect, round ass and a pretty thirteen inch cock!

"It's because I am regal, cunning and proud like a cat and my mother loves cats. My siblings are Catherine and Cheshire." Wow, dedication to a theme. I could not help but giggle. I loved cats too. I had never been allowed a pet growing up in the country house as a second class citizen. I suddenly realized I could get one now. "You don't like cats, Sachin?" I asked. "I like cats, yeah. My mate has a white Persian cat named Sphinx. He hates me," Sachin said as he sautéed some mushrooms. "He's bright!" Chat jokes.