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The sun had long since set and the moon was high when Darren finally slumped into his small, one bedroom apartment in the basement of a high rise. The old heater on the wall whistled loudly as threw his keys on the scavenged table in his joint kitchen-dining room. The paint on the walls was faded and the whole place smelled faintly of mold and cigarettes from the last renter's three packs a day habit.

Darren sighed as he slumped onto the sofa, at twenty-five he was still in school part-time and working full-time at a local hardware store just to make ends meet. Today he had gotten up for class and six in the morning and now at ten thirty in the evening he finally had come home. He was tired, hungry, and bored but there was no time for anything beyond a microwave meal and then homework before bed. With a resigned sigh he got up, brushing back his brown bangs that hung his face since he couldn't afford a haircut, and went into the kitchen.

One of the privileges of his basement apartment was that windows were level with the street, or in this case an alleyway, and his kitchen had a lovely view of the neighboring dumpster. Tonight though, like most nights around this time, a black cat sat outside the window. The cat's bright yellow eyes peered into the room, flashing in the dim lights as Darren went over to the window and opened it. A cool wind blew into the apartment, along with a rancid smell from the dumpster, as the cat jumped merrily through into the kitchen.

"Evenin', Sam," Darren said to the cat. He had named the stray cat Sam when he first saw it since he was unsure of the cat's gender. After befriending the stray he knew it was a she and so he mentally updated her name to Samantha. The cat meowed in greeting and pushed its head into his hand for a scratching as Darren looked through the cabinet. "What are we going to eat tonight? The chicken and rice one? The gross noodles in something sauce? A can of soup?" Darren asked Sam idly as he picked through the boxes.

Sam, seemingly uninterested in the choices hopped onto the floor to rub against Darren's legs. The cat had already discovered that within the past twenty-four hours Darren no longer carried her scent and this was unacceptable, her human needed to smell like her constantly so other cats knew to stay away. Sam darted nimbly between Darren's feet as he went and put the rice and chicken dish in the microwave and set it for five minutes.

There had been a time when Darren was quite the athlete, running track, playing soccer, and lifting weights. Despite so little free time he had little time for anything more than jogging now he had remained thin-limbed and athletic. Lifting heavy wood beams and bags of concrete in the store helped ensure that he kept fit even though his diet was lacking. A ring from the microwave shook Darren from his wandering thoughts and took out the plastic tray and food. Sam meowed enthusiastically as Darren walked back over to the sofa and sat.

This was his daily routine, with little time to socialize Sam had become Darren's closest friend and so every night he shared a bit of his dinner with the stray. Darren always wondered how Sam stayed as healthy and clean as she did but the ways of an alley cat were beyond him and Sam did not share her secrets. Cutting off some of the chicken he gave it to Sam who had settled on the sofa beside him and he turned on the television.

Darren thought to himself, 'Another night, home alone. Just me and Sam. I need to find some time to make so new friends and get a girlfriend. This is getting pathetic. At least I have Sam though.' Darren gave the cat an absent petting while she ate the chicken and a few peas Darren passed over.

After dinner Darren took out the trash and settled in to study, Sam still his companion helping him by swatting at his pen and otherwise providing a distraction. Shortly after midnight, Darren closed the books and went to prepare for bed. He walked over the window and looked at Sam, "In or out tonight?" The cat cocked her head for a moment, looking at the human with what seemed a judging expression, before turning and trotting off back into the bedroom. "I guess that's in." Darren shrugged. Sometimes Sam would stay all night and leave in the morning and sometimes she left before bed, like most felines her choices were unpredictable and Darren had learned to just let her do as she pleased.

Thinking no more of it Darren headed to take a shower, after a long day he found it tremendously relaxing to let the hot water flow over him and take his time enjoying the feeling of being clean and warm. This was one of the few luxuries he could afford these days and so it became his personal sanctuary. After washing his hair and the hot water beginning to run out he decided enough is enough and shut off the water. Reaching out he snagged a towel and began drying himself off, his athletic figure only visible as a silhouette through the steamy room. He Stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around his waist as he opened the door and walked out into his bedroom.

Instantly he paused; something wasn't right. He was sure he had left the lights on in the room but now they were off, the light from the bathroom scattered light beams haphazardly across the thin carpet and second hand furniture. Blinking to adjust to the change Darren noticed something else, Sam's eyes were staring up at him from the bed but they seemed much larger than usual. A shocked gasp escaped Darren's lips as Sam sat up on the bed.

Where Darren had expected to see the familiar stray black cat lay stretched out a supernatural beauty of a creature was instead. Sam, no Samantha, lay on the bed her body elegantly human with amply curved hips, large, full breasts, and a slender waist but she was covered head to toe in the short, midnight fur of a cat. Her legs ended in cat-like feet with five delicate claws protruding from her feline toes and though her hands like a human's with nails like claws and the promise of feline dexterity. Darren froze, his gaze swept over the womanly body before him, the black tail that flicked curiously in the darkness, before his gaze settled on her feline face.

"Wha... what?" Darren stuttered, one hand held his brown hair out of his eyes while the other clung to his towel. His mind was a chaotic mess of conflicted thoughts as he tried to reason out the sight before him of the inhuman creature while a part of him stirred at the shapely, womanly features arrayed before him. "Sa... Sam?" He managed to stutter.

A low, elegant purr came from the feline woman as she stretched on the bed, her claws extending, her muzzle opening to show fine, sharp teeth, a rough, pink tongue, and long whiskers. She slid with liquid grace across the bed and with surprising speed stood before Darren, the soft fur of her body tickling his bare skin where her ample breasts pressed into his chest.

Instead of a spoken reply the cat's paws reached out over the handsome, young man and explored his chest and back. A couple of inches shorter than Darren the creature's muzzle slipped under his jaw to nuzzle his neck with a vibrating purr Darren felt through his whole being. Frozen in shock, fear, and a bit of arousal Darren just stood there and blinked dumbly as the cat creature took its and explored his bare upper body and neck.

The rough, pink tongue flicked along his neck as he dropped his hair and tentatively reached a hand out to touch the creature. Darren whispered "Sam?" one more time as his senses came back to him and with it the awareness of how soft and warm this creature was. Darren smelled a smell he had never known before and he lacked even the world to describe it. Heady and thick the smell seemed to flow off the feline, seemed to flow off of Samantha, in waves and every breath he took drew him deeper into the musky scent.

The cat creature murmured to Darren as she nuzzled him, "Yes, my love, it's me," her tongue again flicked teasing along his face and ear. Her hands, satisfied with their exploration of his chest and back began to roam lower, teased his lightly defined abs and drifted onto his firm buttocks. Darren stiffened momentarily as the clawed fingers tightly gripped his buttocks as Samantha purred in approval. The other hand, once on his chest, had strayed and worked the fingers holding his towel, the only garment he had, loose and the towel fell to the floor silently.

Samantha's yellow, feline eyes darted down to admire her prize in his full glory and she smiled, her tongue flicking along her black lips and white teeth as she admired Darren's nakedness. Unable to contain himself Darren was already fully erect, his phallus brushing the ebony, silky fur of Samantha's waist leaving dots of precum behind.

Darren attempted to stammer an apology but Samantha quickly placed on paw on the back of his head and forced him into a passionate kiss, her tongue darted into his mouth, while her other paw cupped his balls with dexterous grace. As he slipped his tongue into Samantha's feline maw Darren gasped as his testicles were wrapped in fur and claw by the stray cat he had, only hours ago, fed scraps to. Darren's mind had abandoned all hope of understanding what was happening instead he allowed himself to embrace the feline beauty with both arms and nearly lifted her, to her surprise, as he kissed her his lust overtaking him.

Samantha purred at the suddenly display of desire and let the human hold her, his hands quickly finding the softest parts of her body to explore and admire. Samantha was a creature not commonly seen in this world, a creature called a Witch Cat.

She was a shapeshifter, a sorceress, and a succubus. Her species lived off the energies of others and while that could be gathered in many ways Samantha, as this human called her, found this method to be the most enjoyable. Her body was impossibly young and beautiful, a hybrid of all that makes humans and felines irresistible, and a gift of her race and power. The smell of her body was a pheromone, one that few men could escape that drove them into her arms and willingly into her bed. Here she would enjoy the night, feeding on the lustful joy of her mate and by morning he would be hers to do with as she would. Perhaps to keep and perhaps to dispose of.

As Darren's hands cupped her ample bosom, he leaned down to kiss the perky nipples that protruded from her black fur. His tongue teased her curves and she purred, Darren was more smitten than most and more eager to please, Sam thought. Long hours of school and work had left him alone and wanting, exactly what she had wanted. Unaware of Sam's thoughts, Darren pressed on his lips kissing the athletic curves of the feline body before him eliciting a purr of delight from the feline.

His fingers slipped low on her hips and then along the curve of her womanhood, the warmth and moisture of her arousal apparent from Darren's light touch. His brown mop of hair dropped further as he lowered himself to Sam's crotch, the heaviest part of the smell emanating from there. Darren, long since lost to his lust, kissed the feline body before him as Samantha stepped back and sat gracefully on the bed, her tail curled enticing along her right leg.

Darren gently guided her powerful, feline legs apart his eyes and thoughts focused purely on the tight, black flesh of Samantha's vagina that lay before him. He leaned in pausing momentarily in admiration of the perfect shape of her lips and tiny bead of moisture already gathering on them. Darren leaned in and licked affectionately along those lips, Darren gasped in wonder at the musky smell and taste of her body as Samantha growled in pleasure her hips pushed towards him in eager desire.

Darren worked his tongue along her slit and stirred pleasured purrs, yowls, gasps, and moans from Samantha. Her vocalizations a mixture between human and animal they only spurred Darren on as his tongue explored her more forcefully, slipping inside her satin lips and up to the pearl of her clit. The moment Darren's tongue brushed her clit Samantha let out a hiss of pleasure, her clawed hands punching holes in the sheets as her tail twitched uncontrollably.

Darren, driven wild by Samantha's response, dug his tongue into the sweet, wet opening before him. Samantha's black fur and black flesh were equally enticing to him as the light from the bathroom flicked over her body as she lay back spasming in pleasure. Darren licked and sucked at Samantha's body as she writhed in pleasure her strong, feline legs squirming against his body until she final let out an orgasmic cry and gripped his head with her muscular thighs.

Samantha panted, her chest heaved from the deep breaths as she leaned up and said to Darren with a purr, "Enough of that. Take me like a man." Darren grinned, the smell of Samantha's sex still clung to his face as he stood and moved to stand over her, his hand stroked his engorged cock in anticipation. Darren had always known he had a nice cock, only a bit longer than the average man's but especially thick, an excited smile crept across his face as he pressed the tip of his dick against Sam's wet lips.

Samantha growled in anticipation as her legs hooked around Darren's waist and he leaned over her. She reached up and kissed him licking his lips and teeth to taste her own sweet juices as he slide his member into her tight, yielding body. A hiss of pleasure escaped her lips, one clawed hand tracing red lines along Darren's arm as she lay back down, pulling Darren into her with her powerful legs and tight pussy.

Darren had been with human women before but they could never hope to compare to the sensation of Samantha's body. Her body was seemingly crafted just for Darren's pleasure, each curve of her flowing against him as he rhythmically thrust into her in passion. Her fur was silkier than the finest sheets and teased his body with endless sensation and eroticism as did her animalistic cries of enjoyment. Underneath that layer of fur was a powerful, lean body. No wasted fat or unwanted curves, she would have been a goddess even if she was only human but her mix of human and feline was more than Darren could imagine.

Darren looked at the black furred feline as the tip of this cock pressed against her slick, black lips. She gave him a feral growl as he slid his hips forward and he sheathed himself inside of her, the warmth of her body wrapped around him as he leaned forward into her. Samantha's long, graceful legs coiled around Darren's waist so that she could guide the lustful human to satisfy her needs, her long tail flicked in carnal enjoyment.

Sam reached up and stroked Darren's sides and back with a purr she urged him on, her voice trembled in lusty pleasure, "More, my sweet, more." Darren leaned forward as the feline stroked his body and he rhythmically thrust into her, his body trembled from the ecstasy of her tight, silky body. Her ample bosom bounced in time with his thrusts and she arched her back into his thrusts and squirmed her hips in erotic desire.

Darren struggled to hold his thoughts together, so much had happened in just the past few minutes but it felt like hours. His mind had receded as his body took over, the feel of Sam on his dick and body was intoxicating, her musky scent, the taste of her still on his lips, the piercing gaze of her bright yellow eyes was almost too much for him. He could only think to himself how he would give anything to be with her forever...

The black cat growled in passion, her clawed fingers dug alternatively into the bed and into Darren's tight youthful form. His thrusts had become faster and rougher and she squeezed him with her powerful legs and shifted her weight to guide him to her favorite spots. She let out a yowl of delight as Darren leaned over her and leveraged himself so her ample bosom brushed his chest and he built to climax. Sam grabbed his tight ass and squeezed him close, her body on fire as she desired to climax with her new toy just as much as he desired her.

Darren groaned as he humped the stray cat, her body was so soft, her pussy so tight, everything about her drove him and made when suddenly the feline tightened her grip and caused him to stammer "I'm... I'm... I'm gonna cum..." as he leaned over the voluptuous feline. Sam bared her teeth in a hiss of pleasure as Darren grunted, his body built to a final climax. Sam stroked his face as she leaned into him and licked his cheek.

"Cum inside me, Darren. I want you too," she whispered in his ear , with difficulty as her body rocked on the bed, as her paw lingered down his frame. Darren shivered at both her voice and touch and gasped as Sam let out an earsplitting yowl, her body clenched around his shaft, her back arched her into him, at the same moment he orgasmed deep inside her. His shaft throbbed as he released his seed into her, the orgasm crashed over the pair like a heavy wave followed by several smaller pulses of pleasure. Finally, Darren's body trembled as he collapsed weakly onto his new lover who held him and purred in lusty satisfaction.

Darren's chest heaved from exhaustion as Sam gently pulled him onto the bed beside her, her arms and legs wrapped around him possessively. Her rough, sandpapery tongue stroked his cheek, neck, and chest as she continued to purr. "You did well, my pet," she said to him, "we'll see if you can keep me satisfied like that every night." She stroked back his hair as he looked into her deep, yellow eyes. Yes, she thought, I'll be keeping this one...

Darren groaned sleepily as the catwoman spoke to him, her voiced seemed far away but also very close as he looked into her deep, feral eyes. All he could feel was the warmth of her body and the pleasure of the afterglow from their lovemaking and how very much he wanted to feel this again. It never occurred to him that Sam was serious when she called him his pet or that she meant every night quite literally, and besides, Darren though, there are worse fates than to be the lover and pet of a beautiful woman forever...