Kitty Softpaws Human Novels & Stories

I tell her with the biggest smile. “You have to show me pictures!” Kate squeals. “Oh, I will. Joy—that’s my dog’s name—she’s so big she sometimes sacres me, but she’s such a baby. Michael says she was raised with my pictures and my scent so she recognizes me as her owner… her mother. And my cat, Fluff,” I groan like I’m lovesick, “she’s such a big ball of fur and I just want to chuck her into my mouth.” Kate’s eyes are filled with awe. “We do need to catch up on a lot of things, don’t we?”

"Princess—you know the landlady's cat?—she had a litter. Trisha said they were ready for homes. She was going to take them to the Rogers Pet Market if no one claimed them, and... well..." He reached behind his back and pulled out a tiny, shivering ball of grey and brown fur with distinct tiger stripes. Cass froze. "Luke. Tell me you didn't." "We have a kitten," Luke said, his voice small. "Oh my God!" Cass lunged forward, his heart practically melting. "Let me see! Oh, look at those ears!" He scooped the tiny creature out of Luke's hands. The kitten let out a high-pitched mew and licked Cass’s nose.

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.*

Even if she was still childish and innocent, how can she be so nonchalant about seeing his naked body? In people’s eyes, there was nothing wrong with their set-up. To them, Gavil was simply a big, black cat whom Lady Khailistra Humphrey, the tomboy child of the Humphrey Duchy, had brought home as a pet one day. Nothing could be wrong with keeping a pet, no matter how large and suspiciously smart it looked like for an ordinary house cat. However, the simple truth was that he wasn’t a cat. He was a Pauca Billie – a feline that can transform into a human, a divine beast man from Teotroly, and that’s where everything could go wrong.

Some things just didn't change, I guess. I crawled forward and did what I was told. At this point, I was already used to the feeling of having the buttplug inside of me. I put my hands on his thick thighs and went to unzip his pants. "What do you think you're doing? Do cats have 'hands'? They don't, Kitty, they have paws. And they can't unzip anything with them, last time I checked. So do your best and use your teeth." He was laughing at me.

Let's just see. After Kevin had left with Vidia and Emma had gone to her house next door to Sydney's, I went near Kitty's doghouse and saw the cheerful German Shepherd head out to greet me. I bent to be on her level and ruffled, but can't, her head. "Hello, Kitty! How are you, girl! Did your hooman already give you something? Dinner? Not yet? I wish I could hand you some, but I can't. All I can do is appreciate how pretty and friendly you are. I do want to have a dog once I can live again. And, I want a boy. Maybe... A... Doberman, or... A Golden Retriever, or... A Labrador, or like you! Then, you better get along well together, okay? Make babies—adorable babies. Yeah!"

Piers He watched, his face a cold, hard mask, reminiscent of his father, as the woman was hauled up, shackled, and her hands behind her back. Suitably restrained. He knew what a dangerous individual she was for he had gone through her bio. And he had no intention of letting her get away. As she was jerked roughly to the door, still in her T-shirt and shorts, her night clothes, the cat appeared. A large, aged tabby, who walked forward, tail in the air, an attitude of ownership in every fibre of its movement. Approaching her, it rubbed itself against her legs. She spoke then, in a throaty growl, her eyes, black marbles of anger, spearing him.

Getting up from the desk, I flung him onto it, panting like a crazed woman, positioned myself over his cock, and slid down. "Yes, just like that, pussycat. Ride my cock." He hissed through his teeth as he rotated my breasts in circles as I ground my hips against him, claiming him as he claimed me. He would always be my Panther, and I would always be his pet. And hopefully one day his wife. #matesforlife

The kitten suddenly stood up and swatted the puppy, who promptly settled down, drawing laughter from everyone. "Your kitten is quite the boss!" Theodore remarked to Lucy, then continued playing with Lila. Lila stared at the unfamiliar face, her eyes filled with confusion. She looked back at Lucy and Maria. Finding everything strange, she suddenly began to cry loudly. Panicking, Theodore quickly handed the child back to Lucy, finding it much easier to hold the obedient golden retriever instead. The puppy enjoyed being in his arms, happily sticking out its pink tongue. Seeing the child cry, the kitten also got up. It cautiously approached Lucy and rubbed its face against Lila's, calming her do