A Catgirl for Christmas
Christmas miracles do happen...
Hey everyone! It's been way too long since I've done anything story related, and despite my best efforts to otherwise distract myself, I actually managed to get something done, from scratch, in one day!
I didn't do any editing on this one, so I apologize in advance for any errors I might have normally caught with a proper edit. I just wanted to get something out for once, to prove that I'm still alive and I can still write.
Anyway, hope you all enjoy, and as always, all constructive criticism is welcome. Merry Christmas, everyone!
Great; time for another crappy Christmas.
I sighed as I rose from my bed, blinking and rubbing my eyes. I wasn't even sure why I was up at 1 in the morning. I'm a senior in high school, not some giddy little kid who's eager to open his presents. I already know I don't even have any presents to open; Mom already informed me that she ordered all my presents off Glamazon, and that they still hadn't arrived on Christmas Eve. She felt really bad, and I know it's not really her fault, but still, knowing that the rest of the family is gonna be opening up presents and enjoying themselves while I'm just sitting there watching sucks.
Throwing off the covers, my thoughts continued as I went to my adjoining bathroom for some water. The lack of presents sucked, but I was already sort of prepared for disappointment. The only presents I really wanted were some pets; I love animals, and playing with our old dog Bumper and our cat Musty were some of my fondest memories as a kid. Everyone was devastated when they passed a few years ago within days of each other, but as much as I missed them, I was eventually ready to start over and give some attention and love to new animals. Unfortunately, I seemed to be the only one who felt that way, and since then we've never had pets. All I've ever really wanted for Christmas were a new kitty and puppy to raise and play with, but I've never gotten it.
My thoughts were already dark and heavy, and I was only an hour into Christmas Day. I was already off to a bad start, and it was only getting worse as I tried to get some water. I turned the knob on the cold water; nothing. Same thing happened when I tried the hot water. Everything seemed O.K as I took a glance at the pipes and tubes underneath the sink, but I'm no plumber. All I knew was that I wasn't getting a drink here.
"Aw man; really?..." I really needed a drink, but that meant either going through someone else's bedroom to their bathroom, or going downstairs into the kitchen. That in of itself wasn't a problem, but that meant I'd have to go right past the Christmas tree, which would be loaded with presents for everyone except me. Slowing dying of thirst suddenly seemed like a pleasant alternative.
After a few minutes of stalling, I decided to just bite the bullet and just get it over with. Going out into the hallway and moving slowly down the steps toward the kitchen, I tried my best not to even look in the direction of the tree. I didn't need even more reminders of the Christmas that wasn't coming for me. Even just coming down the stairs, though, it was easy to see the glow of the lights coming off the tree. Actually, that was kinda weird; I was sure the lights were off before we all went to bed, and my folks get really mad about leaving extra lights on. Their lectures about how they aren't made of money and we need to save on the electric bill was getting kind of old.
So much for ignoring the tree; if I didn't turn off the lights, they'd probably blame me for being the one who left them on to begin with. As much as I just wanted this stupid day to be over with, it seemed intent on forcing itself onto me as much as it could. I could've sunk through the floor with the weight of my heavy sigh as I hit the ground floor and turned toward the tree, if the sight of what was sitting in front of it hadn't made me stop halfway through.
"What the?..." The tree was on alright, but the lights on it weren't shining as brightly as they could have been, probably because of the giant present that was sitting in front of it. The design of the present was simple; just a big box of green wrapping paper, with a red ribbon wrapped all around it and tied up in a neat little bow on top.. It was also simply huge, blocking almost the entire tree behind it. Only the star on top was clearly visible, serving almost as a beacon to draw attention the massive gift underneath.
I temporarily forgot about my thirst as I slowly stepped toward the almost obscenely large present. This was DEFINITELY not here when I went up to bed last night. Sure, somebody could've bought it out afterwards, but how'd they even get it in the living room without me hearing them? The doorways weren't even wide enough for them to get this thing through, and forget trying to hide something that big in the house anywhere. It's not like I go searching for presents anym-
SHOOKA-SHOOKA.
...Did it just move? No, I'm just imagining things. It's definitely big enough for a grown person to fit in, but who in their right mind would even do some-
"Mmmmmyaaaahhhh..."
...Holy crap! That was definitely a person's voice that just came out of that box! There IS somebody in there!
My thirst forgotten now, I immediately bolted toward the box. I didn't know what was going on, but for all I knew somebody could have been suffocating in there. My hand fell on the bow first, intent on tearing it off as fast I could. As soon as my fingers touched the bow, though, it unwound itself and slid off to one side. An instant later, the box itself unfolded, making me stumble and fall onto my butt as it almost collapsed on top of me.
The box now open, the first thing that stood out was the bright red blanket dotted with Christmas trees throughout. It looked very warm and comfortable, or at least the girl that was stirring underneath it must have thought so. She blinked and rubbed her emerald green eyes sleepily as she sat up slowly, her long, snow-white hair waving around her shoulders and back as she moved. The shock of seeing a living person come out of the box was great enough, that I almost didn't even register the long, thin white tail that protruded out behind her as well.
"Hi there, Master!" Between my sleepiness and surprise, it took my brain a while to catch up with the fact that she was talking to me, and seemed very happy to boot. She smiled as she stood up slowly, letting the blanket fall away as she did. Just hearing her soft, innocent voice might have let someone mistake her for a cute little girl, but one look at her, and it was clear this was no girl; this was a WOMAN.
It shows where my mind was when the first thing that crossed my mind when I saw she was completely naked was to wonder how she wasn't freezing. She must have been at least a little cold, though, judging from her slightly perk nipples that sat atop her chest. Speaking of her chest, her breasts were massive, almost perfectly round and almost as big as her head. My eyes traveled downward past her trim, taut tummy and tiny waist to her wide, shapely hips. Her skin was perfectly smooth and flaws, and combined with a figure that was almost a perfect hourglass, she wouldn't be out of place as the centerfold in an adult magazine that I definitely don't have hidden under my bed. The major difference was that I could actually reach out and touch this centerfold.
As that thought crossed my mind, she was on the floor with me, smiling at my prone form. Now that she was closer, I noticed two details about her I missed before. She had two small white cat ears, the same color as her hair, sat atop her head. The other was that she was not completely naked; a small red collar was around her neck, with a small gold tag hanging off it. Emblazoned on that tag was simply the word, "Kitty".
"It's O.K, Master." Kitty smiled, her tail swishing back and forth as I finally began to actually process what I was seeing. "I'm Kitty, your Christmas catgirl!"
"C-Christmas catgirl?" I asked as I slowly moved upright into a sitting position. "You mean you left yourself as a present for me?"
"No, silly! I'm a catgirl; I can't do that!" Kitty giggled, her breasts bouncing softly as she did.
"So how did you get in here?" I asked, hoping she wasn't noticing how my sweatpants were starting to grow tight around my groin.
"Don't be silly, Master. It's the same person who leaves presents for all the good boys and girls on Christmas Day; Santa!"
"...What?" I had about a thousand questions I wanted to ask at that point, but that was the one that I managed to actually get out.
"Well, you're a special case. You see, all us creatures that humans think are magical and fantastical really exist. Dragons, fairies, the Easter Bunny, Santa; we're all real. A lot of them have had some really bad experiences with humans, though, so for the most part they stay away from them. However, as much as some of them don't like humans, magical creatures need them. It's your belief in magic and the fantastic that allows us to exist; otherwise we would just fade away."
Kitty paused her explanation briefly as she moved with a suddenly burst of speed. One second she was beside me; the next she was sitting atop me, straddling her waist over mine. One of her soft fingers gently pressed against my lips as I started to stammer, not seeming to mind that my growing erection, while still in my pants, was pressing right against her folds.
"So as a group, all us magical creatures decided to do something. Once a year, we pick someone at random and give them a truly magical gift on Christmas. They get to experience something no normal person ever will, and in return, their belief helps sustain our existence." Kitty leaned downwards, pressing her chest against mine and making my already deep blush go even deeper. "By now, I guess you can figure out who the lucky boy was this year, huh?"
So, by random chance, out of all the people in the world, I was picked to have a truly magical Christmas gift? Well, I always said I wanted a kitty for Christmas, but this wasn't exactly what I had in mind. This is also gonna be a little hard to explain to my family once they see her.
KA-CLICK!
"Um, Kitty?" I asked as she pulled her other hand away from my neck where she'd just attached something. "What'd you just do?"
"Well, you always a puppy and a kitty for Christmas, right?" I nodded dimly as my hands slowly traced around the collar that now sat on my neck. Where the heck had she been hiding it? "Well, I had no problem being the kitty of such a cute guy, but I couldn't get any of the wolf or dog girls to agree to be your puppy, so I asked Santa for a little gift of my own."
Her own gift? What'd she want a collar for me for? Great; I must look so ridiculous with this thing on that's way too big for my neck. It's just hanging loosely, with so much space in between. I was already blushing fiercely, and now it just felt like it was getting even deeper and hotter. It really felt like I was starting to burn up with embarrassment, to the point that I was started to pant in hopes of getting some relief from the heat.
"Don't worry; everybody else will just see me as a cute little kitten who spends lots of time around you." Kitty smiled as her hand slowly caressed my head, her nails gently scratching along the top of it. Wow, that feels really good for some reason...
"You'll have to take yours off when it's not just us, though." A slight purr reverberated through her chest and into mine as she continued to scratch and the heat in my body continued to grow. "We don't want to cause too much trouble after all, do we Master... or should I say Puppy?"
I barely got out the word, "Puppy?" before Kitty leaned down and wrapped her lips around mine in a deep, passionate kiss. As her lips sealed against my mouth, all doubt, all embarrassment, all confusion was gone. Within a second I was eagerly kissing back against her, my hands wrapping around her waist and pulling her against me.
We lay like that for a while, slowly tasting and exploring each others mouths. The heat that I felt before was only growing more intense, but it didn't bother me. I finally had the Kitty I always wanted, and while it may not have been the way I'd planned it, I was certainly not complaining about how things were unfolding.
Kitty started to pull away after a while, but I didn't want her to leave. I tried to keep the connection between us and found it surprisingly easy. It was almost like my mouth was stretching to keep up with her, even my tongue extending to try and keep up. Soon I was lapping at her lips, my tongue sliding over teeth that felt sharper and further out than before.
"Easy, Puppy, easy!" My frantic licking only stopped as Kitty slowly scratched behind my ears again, sending a wave of euphoria into my brain. Why my ears were atop my head now I didn't know, but I knew they were, and it felt so good, so right that she was scratching behind them that I didn't care.
"Good Puppy..." Kitty kissed my nose, cold and wet at the tip of my growing muzzle as I panted happily. "Now, you're my Master, but you're also my Puppy, and both Masters and Puppy's have lots of responsibilities."
Kitty started to tug at the edges of my sweater, which had become very warm and tight on me suddenly. Pulling it upward revealed a belly that was covered in soft white fur that seemed to be slowly crawling its way up my body. Removing my sweater revealed a similar thick fur, though silver in color, covering my hands and working its way up my arms.
"Now, as a Master, you need to make sure your Kitty's needs are taken care of. She needs to be fed, cleaned and played with." Kitty's fingers slowly walked over my arms as the silver fur spread up them. Besides being furrier, though, they also felt bigger, thicker and stronger. "And by, 'played with', I mean being fucked silly."
"And as a Puppy, well..." Kitty's hands went to the waistband of my sweatpants as she slid to the side of me, pulling them and my boxers down to reveal the furry white sheath that covered most of my cock, save the rapidly engorging tip, "...well, pretty much all you're gonna want to is play with me."
Yes, yes I wanted to play with my Kitty. I kicked the rest of my clothes aside as I moved to my hands and knees, slowly moving over Kitty. I could smell her arousal, her desire for me, and it seemed to accelerate my own changes. Each panting breath I took seemed to make the fur grow a little further, my muscles a little bit firmer and thicker. Now I looked like I spent hours a week in the gym instead of on my computer or game system, and it didn't seem to be slowing down.
"Good Puppy..." Kitty spread her legs as I positioned myself over her, her pussy wet and ready for me. She gasped softly as my paws went to her breasts, my new claws gently digging into the full, soft mounds as I gripped. "Such a very good husky Puppy..."
Yes, a husky. That's what I was becoming; a big, fluffy husky puppy. A good Puppy for my Kitty, one that would wrap her in his big, strong arms and play with her like there was no tomorrow.
Kitty moaned as my length slowly penetrated her, roughly ten inches of my length sliding easily into her dripping pussy. I held myself in her for a moment, reveling in how warm, how strong, and how happy I was, and how it all felt just so RIGHT. I was a big, fluffy Puppy was only getting bigger and fluffier by the second, with my beautiful and sexy Kitty underneath me, who even now was begging me to take her.
"Come on, Puppy!" Kitty hands reached for my rounded shoulders, tugging at them as I slowly withdrew almost completely out of her. She gasped when I slide back into her, pushing myself up to the hilt almost immediately. "G-Good Puppy..."
It didn't take long till I was truly playing with my Kitty in earnest, paws gripping her bubble butt tight as my thrusts began to speed up. My changes continued, my body continued to grow and bulk up as I plunged myself again and again into Kitty. Now I understood why that collar was so loose before; with how thick my neck had gotten, it would've strangled me if it had been too tight. Now it felt like it was snug but not too tight, just right on me, like the new tail I had barely even registered my new tail had grown in until Kitty's legs brushed against it as she wrapped them around me as best she could.
"P-Puppy, you're getting so big!" Whether she was talking about my overall size or just my cock as it grew and thrust into her, I couldn't be sure, but she certainly didn't seem to mind either way. Her already tight pussy was getting even tighter around my length, especially when I felt the base of my cock start to swell into a knot.
Words were lost to both of us after that, little more than frantic panting from me and pleasured little mews coming from Kitty as we neared out climaxed. My sac felt like it had two lead balls in it, aching for release. Kitty's pussy juices practically coated my waist and hips, which is what finally allowed for my knot to pop inside her with one good, hard thrust.
That was the tipping point for both of us; Kitty threw her head back in a loud, pleasured cry as she came, creating an almost vacuum-like seal on my cock. That left nowhere for my cum to go but directly into her womb, and I barely managed to suppress a howl myself as my own orgasm exploded through my body.
Having to hold that howl down meant I was looking directly at my Kitty, watching her big breasts bounce and quiver as she came. She was beautiful, horny, and mine, not someone to simply own or keep, but to treasure and love. I wanted to hold her, cherish her, and treat her right. If that meant I also got to mate her silly once in a while, that was all good.
Kitty smiled dimly at me as our orgasms subsided and I slid my paws around her, gently holding her against my thick, warm chest. We stayed like that for a while, being bathed in the warm light of the Christmas tree as we waited for my knot to come down, I closed my eyes, just basking in it all until Kitty gently kissed my nose.
"Merry Christmas, Puppy." I smiled and gently kissed her forehead as I hugged her a little more firmly.
"Merry Christmas, Kitty."
O.K; so maybe this wasn't such a crappy Christmas after all...