Feliformia Ch. 07

I heard a bunch of little footsteps in the staircase; it was the two pervy latex cats smelling food. I sat them both up on top of the kitchen Island and kept cooking. While I was preparing the meal, the two girls chatted together. Kitty was trying to teach Erika how to talk like her. The worse thing is that she was succeeding. It was hilarious, but if I were not looking at them, I couldn't tell which one was talking. That was going to get me in trouble, later on, I was sure of it.

I force-fed them with their breakfast. Kitty was used to it, but it was still feeling strange to Erika.

"Eating without eating is odd," she said.

"You don't like it?"

"Not that much, I mean, it's fine. It's kind of hot. But I'm not like Kitty. To me, It was just a fun thing to try."

Kitty didn't forget our morning habits, she wrapped her arms and legs around me and gave me a long deep kiss. Erika was studying with attention, and once Kitty was done, she did the exact same thing. Same position and all. Even her tongue technique was the same. I didn't feel bad anymore for having been fooled last night. She was good, really good.

After our food, we went back to the living room to chill and digest. The rubbery girls started making out once more. That was their newfound hobby, apparently. Both Erika and Kitty said they never kissed a girl before, but now they were solidly addicted to it, I could fully understand that. I loved kissing girls too. Erika, however, disengaged for a moment and asked me to unzip her suit, which made Kitty react rather badly. She jumped in between the two of us and tried to push her away.

"No! Erika, he shouldn't see you if you are not a cat!"

"What? You are going to apply your self-imposed rules on me now?"

"Yes! He must not see you!"

"Haha. You are so cute. I promise I'll consider it. But now I want to do something with my hands, so ... Mark, unzip me!"

I acknowledged the order and unzipped her suit, which made Kitty grumble. It was a learning experience for Kitty as well. Kitty knew that I was mentally weak, and she could win all her fights against me. But with Erika, it was not like that at all. Kitty wasn't used to having someone that would just brush off her commands. The red-haired girl just did whatever she pleased.

Erika struggled out of her latex skin and lowered it down to her waist. Her hair was an absolute mess, but outside that, she looked just fine, and I loved her naked boobs too. Kitty never gave me such a show. Erika made a roundtrip upstairs and came back with her phone. It was strange to see her as a human being. I already started to like her a lot as a pink cat. Kitty rewired my brain overtime. I didn't know those latex rubber cats as humans anymore. I was probably doomed and would need my daily dose of rubber girls for the rest of my life. Erika sat next to me and started to type on her screen.

"Mark, I'm sending you 250$ to cover for my expenses for the next two weeks. The password is 'kitty.' I think it is fair since you are going to do a lot for me."

"Sure, thanks. I appreciate that."

"Can ... Can I take a picture of you two? I'd like to have one as a souvenir," she then asked.

Kitty and I looked at each other.

"Sure, come here, Kitty!"

"Meow!"

I repositioned myself on the couch, and Kitty sat between my legs. I wrapped my arms around her. She raised her paws to my hands, and I placed my face next to hers. We never posed together for a picture; it was the first time. Erika snapped a pic and clapped softly on her wrist, all joyful.

"Yaaay! You two are so cute," she said.

"Hey, put your suit back on, I'll take a picture of you and Kitty as well."

I helped Erika back in her suit, and she joined Kitty on the couch. Amusingly but not surprisingly, they chose to sit Indian style, one of them had legs wrapped around the other and hugging each other real close, cheek on cheek. I snapped that picture, and by the time I reviewed it, the two cats were making out again.

"Alright kitties, enjoy yourselves, I will go do some shopping. We are almost out of food. I'll be back in about 2 hours or so. Is that ok?"

"Mmmm"

"Aaannnh! Aaannh."

"That's what I thought."

It was good to get out of the house for a bit after all the emotions I recently went through. I took my time to collect the groceries and went to the liquor store as well to buy alcohol. We had Erika at home, and she probably wouldn't survive on milk and water alone. I had a bite at a fastfood restaurant and drove back home.

I could faintly remember that only one year ago, I was this lonely, pathetic masturbating person. Did I miss that time? Yes and no. I loved what was happening to me. There was nothing like loving and being loved in return, but somehow, it was a bit less freedom. It was not bugging me per se, but it was the same thought I had earlier this morning. Taking care of two helpless girlfriends would take some more freedom away, not in a bad way, but still.

I parked in my garage, and as soon as I opened the door, I heard Kitty orgasming like there was no tomorrow.

"AAAAAH AAAANNH! Stop ... Stoooop! AAANH!"

I climbed up the stairs and dropped my bags on the kitchen island. I followed the whining all the way to the living room and saw the two pink latex catgirls on the floor. Not knowing which one was which, I quickly determined that Kitty was on the receiving end. She was on her back on the carpet, and Erika had her head in between her legs. She was pinning her down by the hips with her paws and was licking the life out of her. Kitty noticed my presence and cried for help.

"Mark! Stop her! She doesn't want to stop. I ... She keeps making me cum ..."

"How is that a problem? You love it!" said Erika while she kept licking.

"Unbelievable. When did you start doing that?" I asked.

Kitty cried some more.

"When ... When you left! Aaaaaanh! Aaaaanh! Stop Erika ... Please! Aaannh!"

Wow ... They have been at it for the past two hours. Talk about stamina. I did tell Erika that Kitty was an always full tank of orgasm. She could come all day nonstop. Did she even listen to what I said?

"Alright. That is enough, Erika; you'll damage her if you continue."

I pulled her out of there, and Kitty just collapsed like a crepe on the floor. Her pussy was bright red. I dragged her to the crate and locked her in after connecting her catheter to the urine bag.

"There, that is where you will spend the night; it should give you some time to recover."

"Mmmm," she responded.

I turned to Erika. Her face was covered with pussy juice.

"Geez, you apparently discovered that you love girls a lot."

"Apparently ... Kitty is delicious. She is so cute and such a sexual machine."

"Yes she is, she never stops. I'll have to give her some sex toys later else she won't be able to sleep. As for you, we have to figure out what your punishment will be."

"What? Were you serious? It's not fair. You never said it was a competition!"

"I know, I know! It's not fair. So what about I let you choose your punishment?"

"How is that fairer? I will still get punished."

Erika groaned while we were walking back to the kitchen. I had groceries to unpack. She climbed on top of the kitchen island and looked at all the things I had bought.

"That is a lot of food!"

"We are three now. That is like 7-8000 calories a day. For all of us. You, cats, need to eat."

"That much? Ah well. Let me know if you want more money, okay?"

"Nah, you gave me more than enough. I bought you some of this too."

"Rum and Whiskey? That's cool. Hey, Mark ...?"

"Yes?"

With her small fingers, She pinched her nose tube and catheter and pulled gently on them.

"Can you take those things out of me? I didn't want to say it in front of Kitty earlier, but it is not my thing. As I said, it was hot as a one-night experience, but I don't like them."

"Oh, sure. Not a problem at all. Let me finish this here, and we will take care of you right after."

There was no doubt about it. Erika was not Kitty. She was willing to try new things, even if extreme, but at the end of the day, she knew what she wanted. Kitty would absorb any fetish like a sponge and acquire them forever while Erika was more of a calm romantic that still had a lot to discover about what she likes or not in bed. Her being almost forty made me wonder what kind of life she had so far. As I was putting the fresh food in the fridge I decided it was a good time to get to know her a bit better.

"So, why did a beautiful and fun girl like you ended up single, if I can ask?"

"Haaa! Long story, my friend. In my early twenties, I met that guy and spent over ten years with him. We had a quiet life and all, and we wanted kids. But I was so busy at work that I postponed reproduction for a while. In my early thirties, we finally decided to try, and it never worked. I was declared infertile. I blame all the whiskey in college for that one. I was fine with it, really. I didn't need kids at all costs, but he didn't accept it as well."

"You could have adopted one, no?"

"Yes, I talked to him about it, but he wanted his own. He didn't want to "buy" them, as he said. When I heard that, it was a bit of a wake-up call. The more I was listening to him, the more I realized he was not aligned with my values. He was too close-minded for my taste, and we started to fight over stupidities, and we broke up."

Erika was not phased out by this part of her life. As usual, she was calm and honest while telling me about all of this. She rubbed her paws together and looked at me.

"About you, Mark? What did you do before you met Kitty?"

"Nothing ..."

"What do you mean, nothing? You are such a great guy; surely, you dated more girls before."

"I did, but it never worked for very long. I don't have a huge track record. I had more sex with Kimberly Clark than real girls. I never thought I'd meet someone like Kitty that pulled me out of my misery."

"Haha. That's funny. Well, you were just not ready, that is all. Do you want to get married?"

"Married? With you? You are a quick one!"

"Nooo! I'm just asking. That is all. I think I'd like to get married one day."

"Honestly, not me. I'm fine without it. You can always ask Kitty."

"Yeah! Maybe I'll do just that. Alright ... Take those things out of me now!"

I took Erika in my arms, which made her giggle, and we went to the bathroom upstairs. I sat on the edge of the tub and unzipped her crotch. I used a syringe to deflate the balloon sitting inside of her bladder and slowly started to pull it out.

"Haaa! Careful. It feels weird."

"I know. Hang in there."

The long rubber snake slid out and fell on the ceramic floor. Erika immediately started rubbing her crotch. I made her sit on the edge of the tub next to me. I worked inside her nostril with a small cotton tip and some alcohol to break the glue.

"Geez, you did this to yourself? You are a brave one."

"It was hot. I had never done something that perverted."

"I bet, but you know what. It was worth it. You totally fooled me."

"That was the best part. You should have seen your face."

I didn't respond to that. At least, without the tubes, I'd be able to tell them apart in the future.

"Ah! Got it ... It is no longer attached. Okay, take a deep breath, it will be a bit gross. Ready?"

I efficiently pulled the tube out of her nose. It came out, and I dropped it on the floor where the catheter was already resting. I used a warm wet towel to clean her face and nose gently. And at that moment, we just looked at each other ... There was a powerful connection that had been triggered by me taking care of her. Erika put her padded paw on the side of my face.

"Why am I so attracted to you?"

"I told you, since the pub, I can't take my mind off you. We are in the same boat."

"Do you know why?"

"Why? I don't think there is a reason."

"I think there is one ... It's Kitty. She is so special. She is the one that brought us together."

"Maybe. She must have very special pheromones, that one."

"Well, why don't we go entertain her a bit then? For my punishment, I will let you fuck me in front of her"

"Hehe. Alright. I will let you get away with it, new girl!"

Erika stood up and led me downstairs to the living room. She knocked inefficiently with her rubber paw on top of Kitty's crate.

"Wake up! Mark is going to fuck me right here in front of you."

Erika wasn't shy about sex one bit. She woke up Kitty so that she could watch through the bars of her crate.

"Meow! That's sexy. But, Erika, I hope you like pain."

"Pain? ... Why?"

"Cause Mark likes it rough, you know. He is going to slap your butt hard."

"Rea ... Really? But he told me that you didn't like pain."

"I don't. But he does it anyway. I can't stop him."

I was doing my best not to laugh. Kitty was totally teasing Erika without her realizing it. I knew Kitty perfectly, she pulled my leg so many times in the past, and now she was doing the same thing to Erika. Kitty shot me a glance requesting my complicity on this, so I played along.

"Yeah, I can be a bit rough sometimes, I didn't tell you? Didn't you say you liked pain earlier?"

"What? No ... I didn't. I ... I never experienced sex like this ... You were so gentle every time we were in bed together ... I didn't think that was what you liked."

Kitty's lips curled up. She was stuck inside her cage, but she wanted to play and wouldn't let it go just now.

"Erika, it's okay. He will start slow with you. Mark, why don't you give her a light spanking and see if she likes it?" Kitty asked.

"You want to spank me? ... Well ... I guess ... I can try ...," Erika said.

"You'll see, it's fun!" I said.

I walked to the crate and crouched down to pet my funny Kitty cat. I leaned forward and whispered to her.

"You are such an evil cat, you know that?"

"I know! But you will see ... She will love it more than you think."

"What are you talking about? I thought you were joking ..."

"No. You two know nothing about people, it's amazing. Get me out of my crate, and I'll guide you through it. You'll see that Erika is special."

Erika was standing behind me, clearly nervous. She came back here to have sex with me in front of Kitty, just to have fun, but her whole plan backfired, and she was no longer in control.

"Guys? What are you talking about?"

"Nothing. Kitty just wants to watch from the couch instead. I will let her out."

And just like that, once more, Kitty was the Queen of mind reading and manipulation. I was wondering what she had in store for poor Erika. As usual, she must have seen something I didn't.

I was under the impression the next two weeks would be a lot of fun.