Sweet Kitten Novels & Stories

Susan whispered so low I almost didn't hear her. She stood up and shot into her uncle’s arms, who caught her in a big hug, lifting her into the air. Will remained at his side with an air of superiority; he glanced toward me and winked. The butterflies in my stomach came to life and began to flutter furiously. I stood there, perplexed, contemplating both of them—so identical—feeling an irresistible attraction. If it weren't for the fact that Susan was hugging the other one, I would have sworn I couldn't tell them apart.

And that's when I hear the unmistakable sound of a kitten. I stop in my tracks and peek to see the most adorable thing ever. Jaxon feeding a white kitten wrapped in a grey sweater. His bicep flexes as he keeps his large hand steady against the kitten's little mouth. He's smiling down at her, looking all big and heroic. My heart switches places with my stomach.

She chuckles, putting down the beige one and picking up a smaller, puffier, white one but with little dark spots. "This one here is named Bismuth. She's just a puppy and sweeter then sugar. She doesn't bite and likes about everyone." She scratches her tiny head as the puppy yips playfully but restfully. I start to breath faster as she brings the animal closer to me, its little tongue outside of it's mouth. I can't seem to move as Jasmine gives me a confused face. "You alright there?" "Um, yeah, I just don't think it'll like me."

I stared into his eyes which shined in delight. Caressing his hair so softly, I kissed his nose very lightly. He was too cute. Too bad for my health. He smelled good, which was why I smelled around his neck. I caressed his cute face down to the neck and down to the back, earning a little happy sound. His name was Bentley, and he was Bright's dog. Only four months old and so tiny! I couldn't help but squeal and die in cuteness the second we met each other. I wanted to take Bentley home with me.

I knitted my brows when he stopped by a small cot which was right on the rug by the entry. There was something white moving inside. I stopped halfway down, watching suspiciously as he crouched beside it. What's in there? Was it another snake? He looked up and smiled, but it didn't ease my fear. “Kane said you liked the cat by the security quarters,” he explained when I kept looking at him suspiciously. “So I... I got you one. If you want her, she's yours.” He pulled the blanket back, and there she was. My heart skipped a beat in joy when I saw the pure white cat. It was tiny with beautiful eyes. Goddess! She had two beautiful sets of heterochromatic eyes. She blinked up at me, and I almost g

‘Here, kitty kitty. The little creature butted its head against my fingers, purring like a miniature engine. ‘He still needs a name,’ Lochlan said, crouching beside me, his shoulder brushing mine. ‘You should choose one.’ I considered the fluffy body, the round belly, the general air of edible softness. ‘He’s all plump and doughy, with that little white tummy… Let’s call him Custard. Like a custard bun.’ Lochlan was silent for a long moment.

But this new blonde girl, SweetLily, had him hooked bad. She was tiny, probably around 5’2”, with long golden hair, small perky breasts, and super smooth pale skin. She looked young and innocent, like a fresh teen, but she fucked like a pro. Even though she was new, she rode cock so good, took it deep, and made the hottest moans. Jake jerked off to her every single night. He locked his dorm door, pulled out his thick cock, and stroked hard watching her small body get pounded. He came buckets thinking about filling her tight little pussy.

He murmured, his warm breath fell on my face caressing every inch of my face passionately. "Thanks for... for what?" My voice shuttered once again. "For allowing me to spend some time with my little bunny." "Little bunny?" I furrowed my brows. What is he talking about? And who is this little bunny? "Yeah!! My little bunny and--- you are my little kitten." He said the last part huskily in my ears, sending Goosebumps in my stomach. Oh, God!! It's Sweety. For a second, I thought he is talking about another girl or--- whatever.

She looked at her with dumbfounded eyes, while Millie smiled, “ I'm kidding, of course, my puppy won't have such a tacky name, her name is Sweetie, ” ‘ Hah... What a classy and innovative name you have chosen for your so-called cute puppy, even the stray dogs have a better name than this, ’ she thought while pursing her lips, “ Aww... So, it's female, how cute.. ” she said while making a weird face to look cute but her expression was looking too horrible that every one of them was looking at her with stunned eyes including Krish. ‘ Seems like these two are made for each other, a match made in heaven, ’ Kartik thought while looking at Sona's expression.

I wouldn't believe it. Still staring at the ceiling, arguing with myself, and refusing to leave this bed, I feel the mattress dip slightly as this large black mass of fur greets me good morning. "Good morning, Sushi," I whisper as I scratch behind his ears, "Where is Wasabi?" As I ask about his sister, the mattress dips again as she joins our little cuddle puddle. Turning to look at the siamese kitten with her electric blue eyes, I scratch underneath her chin, trying to calm myself enough to leave the bed. Whenever I think I have enough strength to leave the safety, I am immediately dragged back into overwhelming anxiety about my future.