That's a Good Kitty Pt. 02

I was not going to write a part 2, but I got a comment that gave me some ideas and couldn't help but write down. I hope you enjoy!

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I woke up naked beside her, exactly as I had fallen asleep. She was nearly laying on top of me, nude, warm, purring softly. She had fallen asleep with her glasses on, and they hung lopsided across her face, only making her cuter. Her furry purple ears lay folded back, and she was nibbling on her own tail.

I smiled at the sight, but I couldn't help the sneaking feeling that what we had done last night was going to ruin me. I had sex. With my cat. This was a case the boys at UCom would love to hear, so they could lock me up and do God knows what to poor Hanji...

You know, it was harder to show it, but I still loved her in that way. I was still protective and I worried about her every day. And part of me loved her differently now that we had done what we did. Maybe it was just a physical thing, maybe I had been seduced by her body and her behavior. Or maybe it was what still remained after the incident in WayBreak Solutions; maybe it was her loyalty, obedience, submissiveness... at least after we started...doing it...for real. She was infatuated with me, same as she was when she was still my housecat.

My mind was already addicted to this. Consciously, I knew damn well that I should turn her in to UCom. Just living here, she was jeopardizing my job, my livelihood, and probably my life. It was insane that I hadn't already gotten rid of her. But deep down, there was something that desperately ached for this... this connection that we had. She was so in love with me, but my better judgement just couldn't accept it. I could never love her like that, it would be disgusting! An utter disgrace!

I quietly stood up from the bed, found my glasses near my pillow, and put them on. Hanji stirred, reaching out for a Johnathan Yakama that was no longer there, but didn't wake up. Her tail flicked once, then settled. She was so precious, but so tantalizing. She was rolled up in a curvy, mouth-watering ball, every part of her body flowing into the next so perfectly...

This was crazy. What was I thinking? Not again. I gathered the day's clothes and a towel, and went directly into the bathroom. Hanji's clothes still sat in a pile where she had placed them on the floor. Everything that had been neatly placed on the counter was either sideways or on the floor, including the cup she had broken. There was actually some... residue from the night before dried on the counter. I cleaned it with a rag and replaced everything where it went on the counter.

I showered quickly, got dressed, and went downstairs, making sure to be quiet. Breakfast brought me to the exact time I usually left for work. As I crossed toward the front door, I stopped at the foot of the stairs, and looked up to my bedroom door. Nothing stirred. She was still asleep.

"Stay out of trouble, Hanji," I remembered saying, just three weeks ago, on that day she followed me to the lab. I remembered my little Hanji rubbing up against my leg, meowing, begging me not to leave. I understood now how she felt. She had always loved me like she did last night. She just couldn't express it.

And I couldn't comprehend it. It was just...absurd. It was gross. Borderline bestiality! I had sex with my cat last night. I had SEX. With my CAT! Disgusting! I was a degenerate. A criminal. Scum!

"What the hell are you doing?" I said under my breath. "This isn't going to happen again, do you understand? Johnathan Yakama is not a freak, or a criminal. You will reject any further advances. She is your pet, and she lives here, that is it." I let go of the banister of the stairs and hurriedly made my way out of the door. As it closed behind me I could've sworn I heard a familiar sad mewling of a kitty missing her master, before he was even really gone.

***

"State your name and Occupation."

"Dr. Johnathan Fontaine Yakama, Head of Research and Development, WayBreak Solutions."

The voice scanner beeped and whirred.

"Access granted. Welcome back, Dr. Yakama."

The gate lifted, and I pulled through and into my parking spot next to the front door. I turned the car off and took a deep breath. "Head of Research and Development, WayBreak Solutions. Johnathan Yakama. Opposite of a criminal. I am the boss." I peered out the front window of my car to the plaque adorning my parking space. In its reflective glare I saw myself staring back. I looked scared. I took another deep breath.

"You are not a criminal, you are Johnathan Fontaine Yakama, the face of Waybreak Solutions."

As I entered the building, I, of course, felt like everyone was staring at me. Which, of course, they were. I was the boss. But my mind felt like they were staring for another reason entirely. As I oversaw production of Upholders and the Serum and Limiter that made them so dangerous, I began to silently curse myself. I created the Limiting Solution, and I knew that's what Hanji had gotten into.

It was a counteracting chemical to the Upholder Serum. The Serum made hosts incredibly violent and mutated if the Limiter wasn't also injected. It was partially infused with human genes, and made Upholders eerily perfect. In Hanji's case, it turned her human. Well, mostly human.

From my glass box above the production station I chewed on a pen and pondered something horrible. I reached across my desk and pressed the intercom.

"Cal to 3." In a few moments, a worker entered my office.

"Sir?"

"I am going to need a small vial of each from this batch, Serum and Limiter, properly packaged, please and thank you. A sneaking suspicion has arisen, and I need to run some tests."

"Yes, sir."

Soon I was delivered a suitcase, carrying what I had asked for. I had already done the math in my head. One part Limiter, four parts Serum, would be the correct mixture, in theory, to put her back to normal. I created the mixture in a spare vial and filled a syringe.

This was what I needed to do. This was the right plan. It would work, even if I put it in her food. But if I didn't get the chance, if she resisted...the syringe. It was sure to work, but...what if it didn't? What if it...killed her?

I left the case beside my desk for the rest of the day, desperately searching for the answer. Was this right? Was this what I wanted? Was this what she wanted?

At the end of the day, I picked up the case and went home. I still hadn't decided. This almost seemed crazy to me now, such a stupid idea. It could so easily end badly to be injected with so much Serum! And...maybe I didn't want the old Hanji back.

I got home around 6 o'clock and pushed the door open quietly, case in hand.

"Hanji?" I said, almost whispering. The house was silent. I glanced up the stairs. The door of my bedroom was still closed. Was she still asleep? I placed the case on the couch and started circling slowly around the first floor. "Hanji?"

She was nowhere to be seen. I panicked, again, just like the day before. I made my way upstairs and cracked my door quietly. There she was, under the covers now. How on earth could anyone sleep that long? Either way, that gave me time to think and to plan. I closed the door and went back downstairs.

I cooked two bowls of Insta in the microwave, and placed them on the coffee table. I reached for the case...but stopped. I can't do this. This isn't what she wants.

No, I have to. I went to unlock the case—and was tackled. I immediately fought back from the ground, until I realized who it was.

"Hanji? I thought you were still asleep?"

"Heehee, got you! You fell for the pillow under the covers, silly!"

I was on my back, and she was straddling me, her tail swishing in the air above her and her ears perked. I blushed when I realized what she was wearing, which wasn't much—one of my casual shirts, a white tee, which was much too large for her, and a pair of pink-on-white striped panties which she insisted I buy for her the one day I brought her in public (her ears and tail hidden, of course.)

She had my arms pinned and was looming over me, beaming.

"It sure was boring waiting for you to come back today, master!" She blushed and looked away. "That was, um, really fun...last night was. Mrow." She smiled nervously.

"Um, yeah. It was." I could see the case on the couch from here. I was a stick and a squeeze away from stability and a normal life.

Movement in the foreground caught my eye; Hanji leaned into me and sort of laid on me—I could feel the pressure of her breasts, and the neck hole of the shirt was not leaving much to the imagination. She leaned in close and nibbled my ear a bit.

Then she spoke, in an uncharacteristically sultry tone, which sent a tingle of arousal through me even though the reasonable part of me didn't want it. "I want to try something different today..."

She repositioned herself so her crotch cut a line across mine, and started undulating her hips, very subtly. She was being much more aggressive than last night. She kept my arms and hands firmly against the ground; I couldn't get free. She started rubbing herself against me a little more roughly. Her ears folded back and she let out a soft groan.

Her eyes met mine, and I saw something familiar, that devious look she gave me before. Her fiery yellow feline eyes were penetrating and enchanting—hypnotizing.

"You like that, don't you?" She whispered. This was new. This was different. This was not like her. Even before, she wasn't this...lewd. This was...

I could feel myself getting hard already. I needed to stop this before I lost control again. I gained some leverage and shoved her off, scrambling for the case. I manage to get it unlocked, the lid hanging open, before I was tackled onto the couch, the case just out of my reach.

"Hehe, you're not getting away that easily." She had me pinned by the wrists again; I was sitting straight up on the couch, and she quickly straddled me again. I was sweating and panting. I glanced at the case. I needed to get to it. I needed to end this now.

"Hey, you." She snapped. "Pay attention."

What? What had happened to her? She had never spoken to me like this before. I looked back to her, back into those entrancing eyes behind cute thick glasses.

She leaned into me again and hissed more devilish things into my ear.

"I'm going to do things to you, master." She bit my ear, then that sensitive patch along my jawline, then my neck. "Reeeeally good things. But only if you promise you'll be good for me." Her grip on my wrists released, and her hands began to travel down my arms toward my chest, caressing my skin with her soft fingers. "Do you promise?"

I should've immediately gone for the syringe, but I couldn't move. My entire body was aching, my dick was rock-solid, and my heart was beating so hard it was giving me a headache. I needed this so desperately. Hanji brought her lips to mine, almost touching; her breath was light and sweet. She reached in and grabbed my lower lip with her teeth, gently pulling on it as she began to unbutton my shirt. She softly released my lip and lightly dragged her nose across my face as she brought her mouth back to my ear.

"I didn't hear anything. I asked you a question, bad boy."

"I promise." I said, almost involuntarily. "I'll be good."

Hanji let out a satisfied, sultry giggle, and pulled my shirt open. She caressed me with her face, purring, kissing my chin, my neck, my chest, my stomach, traveling down...

She quickly unbuckled and unzipped my pants, but left them on, leaving my still-raging erection flattened against me under my underpants. She ran her tongue across my covered shaft. With a "mrow," she climbed back over me, and began rubbing hers against mine again, starting slowly at first but growing in ferocity quickly.

She was in love with my ears. As she rubbed against me, she nibbled and chewed on my left earlobe.

What are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing? Just take the syringe and bring her back to normal. You do not need this. Your job and your stability is more important than these base desires!

There more I tried to fight it, the more I wanted it. I closed my eyes and let my head rock back. I wanted more, so badly. Fuck WayBreak. Fuck UCom. Fuck everyone. This was real. This was happening. And in this moment I wanted it more than anything else in the world.

I was painfully hard, feeling the bump of her covered pussy rub along my shaft with the perfect amount of force. I felt her fingers reaching down there, she lifted herself up for a moment to pull my underwear down behind my balls. My dick was throbbing under her, begging.

I opened my eyes to see her pull her panties aside, exposing her perfect, moist flower. She came back down and the lips of her slit kissed my shaft and coated me with her juices. She began sliding back and forth the same way, raising herself up now, both hands on my chest, holding me down for leverage so she could go faster and harder.

I wasn't even inside her, but I was dying. I groaned as she increased the intensity. I could feel it coming on already, that familiar euphoria. I felt her press up against my chest, still gliding across me.

"Are you going to cum for me?"

Her words ignited a spark. It was happening.

"Y-yes, I'm... I'm cum..." I inhaled sharply, and just as I reached the end, a familiar sense dawned on me and I noticed that Hanji had stopped.

I opened my mouth to protest, but she placed her fingers on my lips and shushed me. Again she leaned in and caressed my ear with her sweet, tantalizing words, lightly giggling.

"Hehe. Not yeeeet."

She reached down with one hand and positioned the head of my dick against her opening, prodding against it, teasing me.

"Who's your good kitty? Tell me who," she sang.

"You are..." I groaned.

"Oh?" I was filled with a combined sense of relief and even more painful longing as my glans entered her, but she stopped at the beginning of the shaft. "And are you going to be a good boy for me like you promised?"

"Yes, I promise..."

"Heehee, good. Well..."

My eyes shot wide open as I slid deep into her warm, wet hole, all the way to the base, and felt the familiar, achingly pleasurable sensation of her walls clamping around me, tightening as she let out a small moan.

She kept me fully inside and spoke again. "Well, do you want me to move more? If you do, you're going to have to convince me..."

My head was spinning. I could barely respond, my brain was so flooded with lust and ecstasy. "Y-yes..."

"What do good boys say?" She started biting at my face and neck again.

"P-please..." My whole body was going numb. I had never felt like this...

"Please what?"

"P-please, more..."

"Hm." She began to move up, and her pussy sucked and pulled on my dick as she did so, moving nearly all the way up, so only the very tip was still inside. Then in one swift motion, the slammed back into me, our bodies slapping together. I was rocked with pleasure; my toes and fingers curled and stretched.

"Aah," Hanji sighed, "Even better than last time, right? I'm going to show you what a kitten will do when her master is good for her." She moved up again, a little faster, and thrust down again. Each was more intense than the last; she seemed to be getting wetter and tighter with every motion she made.

Suddenly, there came a buzzing from my pocket. Shit. I fumbled to pull the phone from my pocket as Hanji thrusted. She grinned, something devious brewing in her eyes. She sat up, her tight stomach and wide hips peeking out from under her shirt.

I looked at the caller. The Superintendent of WBS. Fuck. I had to take it. I pushed answer and brought the phone up to my ear.

"Johnathan Y-Yakama speaking." Hanji began to moan at an exaggerated volume, and I quickly covered her mouth. She maneuvered my fingers into her mouth and sucked on them, still trying to make as much noise as possible.

"No, I'm f-fine. Those v-vials? I'm running a p-personal test, I t-thought it was cleared. Ah, well, I apologize, I will make sure to OWW..." Hanji clamped her teeth on my fingers and giggled. "...make sure to get it properly c-cleared. Oh, nothing, my cat just bit me. Thank you. Good day, sir." I hung up and tossed the phone to the side.

Hanji released my fingers from her mouth and giggled. "That's gonna cost you later, you bad boy, not paying attention to me..."

She leaned forward, forcing me along her walls, as she lifted up and pushed back down. Her lips met mine in a ferocious frenzy of passionate kisses before her head traveled toward my shoulder. She picked up the speed, her hands on my shoulders, teeth clamped on my neck, hard. She began to bounce up and down on me, and her breath became more labored. She started to moan between her teeth in short, high bursts. Her grip on my shoulders tightened as she went faster, the wet slapping below getting more and more juicy with each bounce of her perfect ass.

I couldn't take it. I was reaching the edge again, my eyes shut tight.

"Look at me... "I heard Hanji say between soft moans and pants. I opened my eyes to see her gazing at me, still humping with the same ferocity and passion. "You don't get to cum yet...mn... You're going to cum when I tell you...ah...Do you understand?"

"I...ah, yes..."

"Look at me, don't look away." We locked eyes. Those beautiful eyes were killing me, filled with lust and passion, squinted in ecstasy. Her cute ears folded back in pleasure, her tail swayed and flicked randomly. I was begging for release so badly. She grabbed my hands and forced them under her shirt. Her perfect round tits squished between my fingers, the edge of her shirt tickling my arms.

"Do you want to cum, master?" she moaned.

Each time she said it, it brought me closer even faster.

"Yes...please...let me..."

"Are you going to cum for me...mn... master?"

I didn't think it was possible, but she went even harder and faster. I could feel her cream seeping out of her and dribbling down my balls and legs.

"Yes...I'm going to..."

"Not yet...mf...mn...not yet..."

"Please..."

She was going so hard and fast now that I couldn't tell where I was. I couldn't remember my name. All I knew was that I was a good boy, and I was about to get to cum. Please let me cum. I reached down, one hand grabbing her perfect ass, the other rubbing and scratching along the sensitive patch at the base of her tail. Is that what you want, kitten?

She winced and groaned. "Good Boy." She leaned even further so her forehead barely touched mine, our gazes still locked.

"Cum for me."

Yes. I immediately exploded, coating her heavenly insides with cum. She did not stop moving, quickly going from moaning to crying to screaming in pure ecstasy as she brought herself to climax on me, leaning back, giving one final hard thrust far down into the base, her tail sticking straight out and shaking, our two juices coalescing and seeping out of her tight, throbbing hole.

"Ah...ah..." Hanji was still for a moment, then her eyes fluttered a bit and she looked back up to me, smiling. "Good boy..."

I was drifting down now, and I understood what we were. It dawned on me with the most intense sense of relief. The connection we shared was absurd, but it worked so well, better than anything I could hope to achieve with another normal human. I reached to her and scratched behind her ear, and she closed that eye and purred, taking my hand in hers.

That night, I disposed of the case and declared the necessity for personal research a false alarm.

We slept, together, in my bed, curled next to each other in a warm embrace that transcended anyone and anything. There was no WayBreak here, no UCom, nothing could separate us. Just her sweet scent and the calm vibration of her innocent purr against my chest.