Robot Kitties Novels & Stories

He still did not wear any audio equipment, so Larissa could not even pretend that she could not hear Ruby's voice, which came through clearly through the phone's speakers. "Kevan! The kitty's here!" Ruby was hugging a Ragdoll kitten that was about the size of Muffin, and she lifted one of its paws to greet Kevan. Kevan smiled and asked her, "Do you like it?" "Um …" Ruby was a little hesitant. Kevan's smile faded a bit. "What's wrong? You don't like it?" "I do, but …" Ruby paused. "I feel that this kitty isn't as cute as yours, you know? Besides, it also looks dumb and slow …"

He looks at the board "So I was thinking, what would make you stand out? And what do people adore more than anything?" "Food?" "Kittens!" He says with obvious glee in his eyes "They're moody, temperamental, abandon you when you need them and all they know how to do is eat and get fat and try scratching your face and yet, they are irresistible, just like you!" I could kill him right now, can I kill him? "So, I was thinking—" He pats the ruler on his lips "How does Kittenilla sound?" "It makes me hungry" I say "Don't even give me that look nutella cookies, nutella bananas, nutella cake! Nutella anything! I'd eat it"

Third-person POV. A new classification has been made, a mix between littles and Neko. The government wasn't sure who to place these subjects with? Do they treat them as little or as pets? Do they need a master or a daddy? Studies have been conducted on said subject and they turned out to be a total mix, they don't go little or go pet space. They are there the whole time in the middle, the best description has been made by their caregivers was kittens. A Neko, but a baby one, not totally a little since all Neko got a sex drive, unlike littles who are asexual. They go through a mating season, only after they hit the twenty-one-year-old age mark, the Neko would complain from his/hers princess p

She pointed towards the living room, and Tarrin, not bothering to take his shoes off, stormed off in that direction. “LINUX, YOU HAVE 10 Sec-,” Tarrin’s voice got caught in his throat when he saw it. Linux was sitting on the couch, holding the most adorable milk chocolate-colored kitten Tarrin had ever seen. Its tiny mew brought Tarrin out of his loss for words. “What is it doing here, Linux?” Holding the tiny kitten up as it mewed louder, Linux replied, “It has two broken legs. I can’t just leave it at the clinic for the night! Isn’t she just so adorable? She’s even chocolate-colored. That's such a rarity, Tarrin!”

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

AEROS The sound of Kaiden screaming out loud in pain and the smell of his blood filled the air as Jonathan's claws kept going deeper and deeper inside of him to a point where he could no longer take it. He was so close to passing out before Jonathan pulled away and took a step back.

Gently pushing it open, I peered inside and saw a small, black kitten curled up on the floor. My heart melted at the sight. The kitten was absolutely adorable, its glossy fur gleaming under the soft light filtering through the room. Unable to resist, I stepped inside and knelt down, reaching out a hand to the tiny creature. The kitten looked up at me with wide, curious eyes before rubbing its head against my hand, purring softly. “Hey there, little one,” I whispered, smiling as I gently scratched behind its ears. The kitten responded by playfully swatting at my fingers, making me laugh.

Kitty replied, and she could hear steps walking away. After a few minutes, Kitty opened her door and stuck her head in the lobby. No one was there. She slide into the room with one arm around her waist -- she was still in the bath towel. Breakfast looked fantastic. It was two slices of toast, a fried egg, a cup of milk and a bowl of strawberry. Her favorite!!! "Luckyyy~" Kitty yelled and jumped to the bowl of strawberry. If she had the sensation of a werewolf, she would have known someone was right outside her door. But she was not, so she just dropped a strawberry in her mouth and went on the check the box.

came the droning voice. And then he was gone. I turned to our sweet little assistant. “Kara, can you get me some nuts please?” Immediately, she nodded and jumped to her feet. A wriggling ass greeted me like a friendly puppy under those khakis. It was hard not to pet it when she came back with the tray of nuts. “Kitty-Kat.” I rolled her name around on my tongue and grinned, hungry and obviously horny. “I want you to give it to me a special way. You’re our nut warmer, after all.”

Just as I’m about to drift off, my phone chimes again. This time, it’s a text. From Kitten Tamer. “Hello, kitten. I have a gift for you.”