Cat Scratch Fever
"Awww! Come on, Mom! Couldn't I just baby-sit Shelly?! At least then I wouldn't have to worry stepping in one of her messes when she decides to piss on herself!", whined young Miles as he idly gazed out of the passenger-side window at houses zooming by in the quiet suburban. His wild, black hair shrouded his jade-colored eyes.
"Absolutely not! I'm not paying you to do something that you should already be doing as a big brother, Miles! Besides, your Aunt Bella is offering much more pay than what we can afford to give you right now.", said his mother, paying no heed to his incessant griping.
With the way the economy was teetering on the brink of collapse, work was especially hard to come by, and for 16 year old Miles, who grew up in a lower middle-class family, he was definitely going to have to get his own income if wanted the PS3 that he fought so hard to keep his grades up for. His father bluntly urged him to save whatever income he made for college, but like every good gamer knows, videos games come and go, and who knows if the console would still thrive long enough for him obtain one by the time he got into college. Miles wasn't lazy, not by a long shot. He handled physical labor just as well as his dad, and when he demonstrate some level of patience to interact with people, he was very charismatic and respectful enough to handle dealing with customers directly, but that fact of the matter was that he was a minor, and many employers tend to see youths as the very embodiment of irresponsibility or simply don't want to spare the time & money on training kids. So Miles was left with doing odd jobs for his family and friends for the money, but this was one job he could do without, that is pet-sitting Aunt Bella's cats.
To be precise, the two cats were of a special breed: Ocecat twins, which wasn't a rare thing with wild cats oftentimes breeding with alley cats in the neighborhood, but what was unique about them was their red pelt & white belly fur. They were something special, indeed. Last year, their were merely kittens, but even then Miles remember them being troublesome little bastards. The last time Aunt Bella brought them to his house, they were pissing everywhere and anywhere, shredding his socks, and biting him should he try and stop them from doing otherwise: real couple of hellcats.
He spent so much time reflecting on the grief those cats caused that he wasn't paying attention to the fact that he was already at Aunt Bella's house as his mom shook him from his daydream.
"Snap out of it, Miles! I gotta get to work. I can't afford to be late again. Now hurry and give a kiss & be off. I'll call when I'm on my way to pick you up...and please don't neglect the damn cats.", his mom gives him some parting words for they go their separate ways for the day.
He reluctantly kisses her on the cheek, without a word. Grabbing his backpack of necessities to help him through the boredom of watching the pets and hops out the car to the front door. Aunt Bella always had a fondness fondness for interior and home design so he almost wasn't sure it was the right house his was dropped off at. In his mind, he guessed that would be good thing, meaning she knows how to renovate. He idly looks at the windows of the house admiring the fine framework, thinking about how she could've possibly talked Uncle Terry into doing it. Must've been a comical sight behold. As his eyes scan from one window to another, his catches a glimpse of 2 silhouettes glaring back at him, making him flinch in surprise. Aunt Bella must have company over, possibly some of the other older women in the neighborhood. Their piercing glare was a bit unnerving, but he continued on as if nothing was wrong, stopping at the front door. Taking a deep breath, he prepares himself for a bombardment of hugs and kisses soon to come... and rings the doorbell...
He only waited for 5 seconds at the door, but was already getting impatient, the winter lightly whipping around his face quickly turning it numb. He would go out of his own way to complain about the weather, but then again, the risk of frostbite would probably be better than almost getting your eyes clawed out by Aunt Bella's cats. That's the door swung open.
"Miles, dear! You've finally made it! Hurry and come in before you catch your death of cold!", Aunt Bella said with the enthusiasm of a woman half her age.
Miles reluctantly took his time walking inside, but Aunt Bella grabs him by his arm drags him inside. At this point, Miles couldn't tell who was excited to do this more, him or Aunt Bella. The interior of the home always smelled of incense of some sort. The stairway nearby made of polished wood, flanked by to entry ways, to left lead into the living, to the right lead into the kitchen. He took it that his Uncle was already at work today, leaving Aunt Bella to own her leisure for the day. In the living room, however, the sound of angry yowling could heard, mixed sound of scuffling and a squeaky toy. It's probably the cat siblings squabbling over something. Aunt Bella made sure both of her felines each had their own plaything, but like true siblings, it didn't stop them from occasionally aggravating each other for the hell of it.
"Ah, you must be excited to see my babies. It's been a while since they last saw you after all. I'll reintroduce you to them.", said Aunt Bella, completely unaware of Miles' discontent for those two.
She pulls out a silent whistles, and a small puff upon it, the fighting in the next room stops. Suddenly, the sounds of cat bells could be heard drawing closer to Miles' and Aunt Bella's location as the cats answer their master's call, and then two heads pop up from around the corner. Two sets of cat eyes peered in Miles' direction. Miles knew all too well they'll always be the same mischievous twins. Aunt Bella motions for the twins to approach Miles. The cats dared not move for half a minute, staring down this strange human boy who awaited them, but soon their natural curiosity gets the better of them and they can't help but to investigate him, and when they finally moved from around the corner, Miles' realized just how much they've truly changed, just not in the placed he expected.
As the cats walked side by side each to approach him, he noticed almost immediately how well they've matured: almost too well. The curves of their bodies, especially their hips were perfectly feminine and even stranger, they both possessed human-like breasts which could probably pass for D-cups according to the felines' body scale. He honestly wasn't sure if female cats are supposed to develop like that or the these two simply were blessed with some kind of boost in hormones. Their breasts seemed to jiggle as they pranced over to Miles, their cat bells ringing with each step, and then they sat before his feet, cautiously looking him over for anything remotely interesting. If it wasn't for their respective colored collars, Miles wouldn't know the difference between the two sister felines, but then again, he could possibly care less. Cherri wore a dark red collar and Rose wore hot pink.
Miles & the feline continued to trade careful glances at each other for a full thirty seconds before Aunt Belly shattered the awkward silence,
"Go on, Miles! Reach your, hand out so they can pick up your scent. I'm sure they'll remember you then."
Miles turns his head ever so slightly to sneer at his aunt before he kneels down to get the felines' attention. He slowly extends his hand for the felines while glaring at them as if to say "Bite me & I'll skin the both of you..." Cherri pads cautiously, sniffing the palm of his hand; her sister Rose watches quietly.
"Awwww. Isn't she just the sweetest thing?", cooed Aunt Bella.
After a minute of inspecting Miles' hand, she begins warming up to him, rubbing her head & neck along his fingers with the hope he'll give her the affection she's asking for. Rose joins upon seeing her sister's reaction, walking around to Mile's side & brushing past his hip for the sake of cuddling. Miles cold attitude towards the pets slightly weakens as they continued to shower him with adoration, but once the feline sisters began to purr, he knew the cats weren't as bad as he originally thought.
Aunt Bella almost loses track of time watching Miles & her precious pets grew closer,
"Oh dear! I must be on my way, child! I can't afford to miss out on the sale at the flea market: porcelain cat figurines 50% off! Now remember, my babies tend to do a lot of rough-housing, so be sure to bathe them at 8pm, give them their snacks after wards, and keep them off of the beds if they're sleepy. They tend to hog the beds for themselves...later, hun!"
She plucks her purse from off the end table beside the door and scurries to her car, determined to beat the crowd. Miles, however, continues to enjoy the company of the pets as the crave his attention.
It wasn't until Aunt Bella's car left the drive-way that the Cherri and and Rose began to play rough...too rough...to the point that they were knocking him over,
"Alright, alright, you two. Let me get settled in first and then..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a loud rip of fabric, and then suddenly found that Cherri was tearing up a leg of his pants. Completely caught off guard, he had no idea whether to be shocked or be enraged, and before he had time to respond, Rose suddenly pounced onto his back, sending him landing onto face as she began sharpening her claws on his back, shredding his favorite hoodie.
"Wait...stop...STOP!", he screamed angrily, struggling to wrestle the to felines off of him.
The cat sisters, however, cared not for his pleas and demands as they had their way with his garments until hopping off at the own accord and dashing into the next room. Miles jumps up and checks himself for injuries: nothing that wasn't emotional. It would seem the two feline sister hadn't changed at all, at least not for the best. They've grown so intelligent that they're able to act well-behaved when in truth they were as mischievous as ever, and this realization seemed to make him more and more angry the more he dwelled on it. Fortunately, he was prepared for the possibility of having to change clothes...just not the possibility that the two hell cats were going to take it this far, but before he could grab his second outfit from his backpack he needed to capture and cage the two sisters to keep them out of trouble while he changed, and if they were intelligent enough to fool Aunt Bella as well as him then it was easier said than done.
He quickly sprints into the next room after the two felines, hopefully that they didn't get to far of head start on him...he was so wrong. The room itself was proof to exactly how untamed the cat sisters truly were: they had already started sharpening their claws on the couch, a fresh urine stain under the coffee table, and the sudden sound of glass breaking in the kitchen in the next room definitely meant there was more chaos to come. He dashes into the kitchen, shocked to fine that pieces of Aunt Bella's china were already shattered on the tiled floor, casualties to the feline sisters as they rummaged through the cabinets for the cat food and catnip. If there a better opportunity to catch those, this was as good is it could. He wastes no time turning on the water in the kitchen sink, then using the rinsing spray attachment, he begins hosing down the cats. They flinch for moment as they stopped raiding the cabinets, but as soon as the feeling of cold water began to set in on their fur, they freak out, yowling and stumbling off the counter-tops to escape the stream of water soaking their fur. Cherri was able to land on her feet and scurry under Miles' legs back into the living room, but Rose was too busy trying to shake herself dry to notice Miles grab her by the tail. He quickly reels her into his arms and picks her up, preventing her from escaping on foot. Strangely though, she doesn't put up much of a struggle as she was much too busy trying to groom her ruined fur. He guesses that as they grew older the two cat sisters developed truly unique personalities, meaning Cherri must be the dominant force of the duo.
He carries back into the living room where their cage was kept, carefully alert as to the possibility that Cherri is hiding the same room, evident by the damp paw prints all over the carpet, as he sets Rose down and shepherds her into the cage and locks it shut. He breathes a sigh of relief, even though his shredded clothes were now soaked by her fur.
"Ugh...now I smell like wet pussy...no pun intended...not that you care or even understand...," he says then thinks about what he just said as he explains his comment to Rose.
With one pet in captivity, all that was left was trapping Cherri, who could prove to be a bit of a challenge. Angry yowling suddenly arises as Miles finds Cherri knocking books and photos from the shelves as she climbs atop of them to get away from him. She hisses defensively, determined to defy him as he pays her no heed,
"Oh, that's okay, you evil little bitch. I've packed something special for you...", he says with a smirk.
he goes into his backpack, fumbling around hastily before Cherri decided to make a move and pulls out a can of itching powder. Sixteen ounces...more than enough to stop a hell cat in her tracks. He turns to face her, showing her his surprise.
"You think you hate me now? Wait until you get a load of this.", he said with a slight sneer.
Cherri eyes the can cautiously, then the fur on her back suddenly stands on end...almost as if she could read what was on the can. Regardless of whether or not she was going to make the first move, Miles wasn't going to take any chances. He pours a handful into his palm as Cherri positions herself to pounce. They stare each other down for what seemed like minutes, but Miles take the preemptive and blows a cloud of itching powder towards Cherri, who reacts by attempting to pounce him...or so he thought.
When the cloud of powder clears, Cherri is no where to be found. Miles was completely bewildered by the turn of events, unknown to him was that she had leaps over his head to open her sister Rose's cage, freeing her once more. he turns around to reach for something else in his book-bag, trying to find anything else that could possibly be of some help in capturing the the two feline sisters, only to be met with two flying bodies of fur tackling him over the couch and pinning him down.They dig their claws into what was left of his shredded clothing, giving him incentive to not resist them. He throws his arms over his face, bracing himself for a possibly brutal animal attack. It seemed as though this was going to become a trip to hospital from what was supposed to be a night of pet-sitting, but the two felines are hesitating to attack him.
He moves his arms to peek at the sisters: they don't seem to as aggressive as when the whole ordeal started anymore. In fact, they seemed to a bit bothered by something. he cautiously sits up to check up on the two cats'
"You two have finally tired yourselves out?", he asks curiously.
The cats only glare at him expectantly. Was this another facade? Are they sick? With the level of intelligence that they demonstrated so far, he wouldn't be surprised if they one of the sisters open their mouths and spoke. Yet all they seemed to be doing was right now was crawling over him...and nuzzling him even more than when they first met him. They were acting too strange for words to describe. It was then a peculiar, strong smell swept passed his nose as Rose brushed her tail passed his face. Miles admitted in the back of his head was feeling a bit musky after all of the running around, but this particular smell was snot his own. He caught the scent once more as Cherri stood on his chest as she nuzzled him, and he felt an unnatural warmth on chest as she sat on him. He runs his hands down her wet, matted fur, and she purrs so loudly that he could faintly feel it in own chest, and Rose was craving the same kind of attention soon afterwards.Then the gentle purring soon became loud, erratic yowling, almost as if they beckoned Miles for more love. Miles himself was finding their behavior bewildering, but strangely familiar. He could recall something like this in a documentary he watched on the Animal Planet, but he wasn't exactly sure what could be causing them to act this way. He train of thought is suddenly derailed when he notices himself having an erection as their felines' scent overwhelmed his nostrils, and with a wide-eyed state of shock, it all became clear.
Cherri and Rose simultaneaously were in heat.
It was almost comical how it the sudden turn of events presented itself. Just a half hour ago it was a battle between man and beast, now it was as if the cats have grown to love him since they first met. Regardless of whether or not they were really in heat, he definitely was not going to set himself up for getting more of his clothes shredded. He tries to squirm from underneath the felines, but the sisters seemed to be forcibly holding him to make him give them attention. Their smell of their heat grows heavy in the air, making Miles' cock tent from within his pants. His mind may have been clouded for only a moment, but in that instance he a glimpse of a fantasy involving him and the feline sisters and tried to suppress it, but that instance made him even more horny.
Cherri and Rose eye the growing bulge in his pants, purring inquisitively as they pawed at his erection. Miles' sweaty musk soon mixed with their heat, driving them even wilder as they begin ripping the fabric of what was left of his pants to get at what throbbed beneath them. He continues to fidget, trying to avoid their sharp claws, but his resistance only makes the two handle him more roughly as they tore away his clothes. it didn't take long for the two feline sisters to get through his underwear, and they were soon rewarded with the sight of his meaty cock. Miles watched anxiously as the Cherri sniffed at his meat, taking in his scent before wrapping her paws around the base and lapped at the head of his cock tenderly. Seeing that her sister approves of their new "plaything", Rose joins in, lapping at his shaft, and they both purred in unison.
A moan escapes Miles' throat as the sisters' sand-papery tongues tickled the sensitive skin of his meat. he rewards the two with occasional ear scratches and head pats as he continued to encourage them to pleasure him. His body temperature urges him to out of his clothes, his own heat overwhelming him as he tries to stop the felines for only a moment. Squirming from under them, he stands up to undress as the two felines sat on the couch, watching him eagerly as they licked their maws at him lustfully, their purring growing even louder. He quickly strips himself, going so far as to rip them. In the back of his head, he would've never thought that his first sexual experience would turn out to to be so bizarre, but if this experience goes as far as he thinks it will, at least he could never say he never got laid.
The cats grow impatient quickly, a primal fire burned from within their supple bodies and it was one that only a virile male could extinguish, and they wasted no time teasing him by turning around and lifting their tails, exposing their glistening sex...an open invitation recognized to any species. Miles reacts hesitantly by caressing their humps, running a finger down their heated slits as he deliberates which of the two sisters he could breed first. Cherri seemed to be the most eager of the two, but Rose was the most horniest. She pushed his rump closer to him, forcing her sex on him...and he was definitely not going to turn her down.
"You're going to have to sit this one out, Cherri, but you'll definitely have your turn soon enough...", he said.
He scratches her chin, giving her assurance of things soon to come as he positions himself behind Rose. She continues pushing her rump back until she his groin, his throbbing meat pressed between the cheeks of rump, the heat emanating from their bodies radiated the air around them. Rose yowls loudly as if to plead Miles to mount her, licking her muzzle lustfully as she looked back at him for a response. He smirks at her enthusiasm and grabs her waist, aiming his meat at her slit. His arousal is so intense that his cock drooled pre onto to her slit, giving him much lubrication for the fun ahead. He holds the fidgeting Rose steady and with a sharp flex of his hips he plunges his cock into her, their love juices aiding his penetration as he slipped himself inside and relished every inch of her virgin vaginal walls and went balls deep.
Rose hisses with lust, as her male breeder mounts her. His impressively sized shaft throbbed within her. Her tailed flicked about with a horny vigor, swatting Miles' face as he filled her, and his reaction was mutual, mesmerized by the intense heat inside of her body as the walls of her pussy wrapped him as if he had penetrated a ripe watermelon sitting out in the summer sun. Cherri was enjoying watching the strangely cute human male deflower her sister, so much that she felt the sudden urge to crawl to her sister and force her tongue into her sister's throat, and all this action only served to spur Miles' into following through with the breeding of his aunt's prized pets.
He grabs Rose's tail with one hand, steadying her by hold on to her waist with the other, and quickly commences to pounding her, making her yowl with each thrust of his engorged member. The sound of their sex grows louder and messier as their juices combined and slathered together in a sticky union amongst man and beast. Cherri was determined to keep up with her sister as she rolled onto her back and began rubbing her swollen, pink kitty clit with a heavy paw, purring with lust. Miles could recall seeing web videos of masturbation in animals, but Cherri could stroke with the best human females as she spread the lips of her warm, wet cunny, exposing her insides and rubbed herself furiously, drooling at the maw. Soon she was lost in her own pleasure just as her sister, and the musk of their heated sex smothered even the air freshner display that Aunt Bella loved to litter the house with.
Rose yowled even louder as her pussy constricted and quivered around Miles, heralding her first orgasm barely a minute into the breeding, yet her body yearned for more pleasure. She wraps her tail around Miles' waist, keeping him inside of her as he bears down even harder with each thrust. Rose's claws shred the upholstery in her heated passion, bracing herself for his rough love, and Miles felt in the back of his mind like a lion alpha-male, indulging himself in the prime benefits of being the pride leader as he had fill of fertile females to empty his nuts into on the plains of the Savannah, and all that mattered to him was the relief of his aching loins...and his brisk, feral humping was soon to be rewarded.
He felt his balls ache for release, churning with seed as his cock began to throb, heralding his imminent climax, spurring him to pound Rose's furry rump faster, harder, and all she could do was brace herself as he ravaged her thoroughly. Within moments, Miles felt his seed upsurge from the base of his cock , welling up like a garden hose pinched off until the point of bursting and with a loud, forceful grunt, he shoves himself deeper into Rose's womb, spurting his creamy deep into Rose's insides, and she responded to his climax with her very own, s she stifled another yowl as he planted his seed inside of her. Cherri herself seemed to share to connection with her twin sibling, their pleasure peaking almost simultaneously as she too yowled for release. The sisters sing an orgasmic soprano, their bodies overwhelmed with the release of their excess of sexual energy, their bodies writhing for what felt like an eternity of bliss. Miles wraps his arms around Rose, holding her sweat drenched tits in his hands as he held her in embrace, straining to empty his nuts into her, before his body went weak, collapsing on top of Rose as the last of his stamina leaves him, sandwiching her between him and the shredded couch.
The loud, lewd howling that the threesome made earlier was soon reduced to an afterglow of purrs and murring, as the two sisters lay on top of Miles. Once enemies, now a trio of lovers as Rose tenderly lapped at Miles' and he return her love by putting her tongue into her mouth, teaching her how humans show affection as her sand-papery tongue danced with his. His creamy legacy oozed from her thoroughly used pussy, a testament of their now deeper relationship as it ran down her thighs and onto the couch. Cherri nuzzles with more affection, then suddenly hops off of the couch to raise her own tail for him, eager for the same loving he gave her sister, looking back at him playfully as she displayed her drooling sex. Miles, now developing an aquired taste for pussy of a different variety couldn't help but become aroused instantaneously, his limp cock pumping with blood and throbbing for more action with seconds as he watched Cherri's own juices run down her thighs.
"It's good thing you're offering, kitty, because I'm in the purrfect mood for a second helping...", he said with a grin as he stood up to take his place with Cherri.
There are plenty of stranger things to he's been known to get into, but nothing he felt benefited him more than becoming an alpha-male to two oversexed wild cats.
This relationship between Miles and the two feline sisters continued for many seasons, but it wasn't until months after their initial breeding when Miles would come to pet-sit the two, among other things, that Aunt Bella was particularly excited to see Miles at her doorstep.
"Miles, honey! you won't believe the joyous event I just had the honor of witnessing!", she said with unbridled excitement. She was so giddy to tell him the excellent news.
"Oh? What's up, Aunt Bella? Finally completed your porcelain cat collection?", Miles guessed with a chuckle.
It wasn't until he had stopped laughing when he noticed she had something wrapped up in towel. Aunt Bella removes to towel to reveal something small...and stirring...and upon closer examining it turns out to be a baby...or rather babies, but they weren't human...it was a trio of kittens!
"Rose just gave birth to these little darlings just a little over an hour ago...and Cherri's in labor, too!", exclaimed Aunt Bella.
Miles was speechless, happy to see that the two sisters were doing so well and to bring new life that was just as unique as their mothers. Their fine fur had a pink hue, it probably become a more prominent red as they grew, but what caught Miles off-guard entirely was as they stirred and opened their eyes, they looked directly at him, but these eyes were not of their mother, they were a beautiful green...jade-colored...they were Miles' eyes!
Aunt Bella couldn't help but make that notion herself.
"My, Miles, their eyes are just as pretty as yours! You should have a kitten. They almost seem to be made just for you!", Aunt Bella suggested delightedly.
"...more like they were made BY me...", Miles said under his breath, still completely unsure as how human sperm impregnated these felines.
As strange as the turn of events sounded, at least he could consider this an early lesson in parenting, and for a faint moment he surmised that this could possibly lead to something even better.
THE END?