Do you know what the best thing is about being part cat? Prowling! The silent movement and the patient waiting as you slowly move in for the kill. Done right, the poor victim never sees it coming, and you walk away victorious in the hunt. I had been prowling this morning, just waiting for that perfect opportunity, and it was laid out here in front of me. Kelli had thrown off her covers in the night and was on her side with one knee up in the air nearly exposing her gorgeous pussy to me, and I was hungry. If I did this right then Kelli would not even be aware of me until her orgasm peaked and pulled her from her sleep. Mornings like this were my favorite.
I was kneeling near her feet, my head low to the bed and my ass up in the air, with my tail moving back and forth very slowly. I was aware of every movement and twitch of her body, and I could hear her soft breathing as if she was whispering in my ear, but my eyes were locked on her pink labia as I inched my way forward. The hardest part about this morning was moving her leg without causing Kelli to wake, but I very carefully placed my hand on her smooth thigh and applied a gentle pressure. The trick to moving someone while they are asleep is pretty simple. Just make sure that the push you give to them is constant and slow. Often time’s people will just move in their dream and that translates into the real world. I think that Kelli does this sometimes and it makes me smile every time.
I moved in, ever more slowly, removing my hands from her legs so I didn’t wake her at all, and reached out my tongue and lightly ran it up her soft pink slit. Lick, lick, lick, just enough to make contact with the skin, only letting my tongue touch her body. With my cat like ears I could hear her breathing start to increase, and my new sense of smell started detecting the first vestiges of the increase in her fluid flow. God I wanted to just bury myself in her labia and drink of her nectar, but I let patience prevail this time. It’s not something I’m good at, and I never have been.
She was moaning now in her sleep, the soft caress of her voice causing my ears to twitch in desire. Still I kept up my steady rhythm; lick, lick, lick. Soon, Kelli’s clit emerged from its hood and I let my tongue strokes of her pussy end with a light flick over the now swelling nub. Her vocalizations were becoming louder as I continued my gentle assault, and I could feel her body start to quiver every few seconds. I knew that I had her very close to climax now. Still I was patient; lick, lick, lick. Her smell was intoxicating, and the taste of her flowing juice nearly caused me to give in once more, but I was like iron this morning. And then a burst of Kelli’s delicious liquid flowed over my tongue and she let out a long shuddering moan as her orgasm finally pulled her from her slumber.
“Oh god, Myka! What is going on?”
I looked up from between her legs with a feral grin on my face, as I pressed my tongue as deep as I could between her lips as I gave her one last hard lick. Kelli shook with one last spasm of an aftershock, and I pushed myself over her body as I moved up to claim my victory kiss from my lover. She crushed her mouth to mine and let it open so that we could allow our tongues to swirl together while she came down from her post orgasmic high.
“I know I’ve said it before,” Kelli breathlessly gasped, “But there are way worse ways to wake up.”
I smiled in contentment and rubbed my head into her chest, pillowing on her medium sized breasts with their deep pink areolae, and closed my eyes while I gently rubbed her bare stomach. Kelli pulled me tighter into herself, and then gave out a small chuckle.
“What? This isn’t a funny moment,” I grumbled.
“You’re doing it again,” she said.
“Doing what?”
“You’re purring,” Kelli whispered and proceeded to scratch me behind my ears.
I love ear scratching, I mean I really love it. Sex is great, don’t get me wrong, but if I couldn’t have sex again then ear scratching would be my go to for pleasure. And Kelli was right, I was purring, noticing the deep rumbling coming from my chest and throat for the first time.
“That is so cool! When did I start doing this?”
Kelli thought for a moment then said, “I first noticed it about three weeks ago. It was the week after New Year, and we had just finished with the chocolate and strawberries.”
I blushed then, remembering that night. A bowl of melted chocolate with strawberries for dipping, though most of the chocolate did not end up on the strawberries but we ate it and them anyway. Did I mention that strawberries are a thing for me? Well they are, and it was a really good night.
“We’d just finished cleaning the chocolate up and you laid your head on my breasts like you are now and closed your eyes. You looked so damn cute that I just couldn’t help but rub your ears like I am now. And you started purring. It’s one of those little things you do that makes me happy inside, and I figured you knew you were doing it so I never brought it up.”
“Well, I’m glad there is just one more thing about me to make you happy,” I grinned, and then pushed myself up. “Now, however, I have to get moving or I am going to be late for class.”
Kelli looked at me then and pouted as I got up from our bed.
“You got your turn this morning, but now you’re leaving before I get mine? Can’t you be just a little bit late?”
“Professor Collins will kill me if I am late again, Kelli, you know that, but it’s a short day so you won’t have to wait that long,” I said as I made my way towards the door.
“Well fine,” she huffed. “But you owe me. And don’t forget Valentine’s Day is a couple days away. We’re have dinner and dancing here tomorrow, and then the day of we have the family Valentine’s breakfast with our parents, then we are going to talk to them about us.”
This was something that I was really scared about. Hell, not about me and Kelli being together, I couldn’t give a rat’s ass less what anyone thought about who I chose to be in a relationship with, and I know our parents are probably going to be pretty cool about this. I mean, we’ve been best friends ever since, well, ever, and us getting together would probably look to our parents like the next logical step. What had me ready to jump out of my skin when she said this was the fact that I had not let my parents know about my transformation yet, and I was going to have to confront the issue sooner or later. I guess Kelli decided for sooner.
“After that we are going to enjoy the day together and then we are going to go out and spend the night in the cabin,” she said with a mischievous grin.
I giggled to myself when Kelli mentioned the cabin, because in truth it really is not a cabin at all. Between them, our parents own around twenty acres of property that their houses are built on. The problem is that the land has a natural spring, a pond and some areas that are a bit marshy from time to time. This means that much of the area is considered wetlands and cannot be developed past a certain boundary point. Way back when, however, Kelli and I found the pond and our dads helped us build a little three walled structure nearby that we would camp out in on occasion. It really was not much more than a roof to keep the rain off of our heads, but we still called it our cabin anyway, and it had been years since we had been back to it. I was thrilled that Kelli thought it would make the perfect Valentine’s getaway, and I couldn’t wait to get her under the stars and naked, even if it would be a little bit chilly.
“Don’t forget you owe me tonight,” she shouted after me as I bolted for the shower.
Well tonight would be a good evening as well, I thought to myself, as I stepped into the stream of hot water and washed myself as quickly as I could. Damnit, I really was going to be late again. I got out of the shower and rushed to dry myself, especially my tail. That is one thing that I have never liked since my change; having to dry my tail. Talk about a pain in the ass, almost literally.
I dressed myself as fast as I could in a pair of skinny jeans and a tight sweater, both of which showed off my assets perfectly, and grabbed a pair of black, heeled ankle boots on my way out of the closet. I had lost about six inches of height on New Year’s Day, and that kind of sucked in a way. I went from being at the top end of average height for a woman to the top end of height for a short woman. On the bright side, after reading some of the research notes that Cassandra had given us, Kelli and I figured that I was probably a touch above average height for a Neko. Because of this change I now made sure to always wear shoes that had at least a three inch heel on them to be a little taller, and the heels usually made my calves pop.
As I walked down the hall towards the kitchen I could hear Kelli humming to herself while she was toasting something and pouring coffee. I knew this because I could smell it, even from this far away, another benefit to my heightened senses. Rounding the corner into the cooking area, I stopped suddenly and took another long look at Kelli. I still could not get over how beautiful she was, and I wondered in amazement yet again as to why I deserved someone so incredible. I still have not figured that one out, and I probably never will.
Kelli was standing at the counter with a cup of coffee for herself, and one in a take along for me, and was swaying her hips as she hummed some tune to herself while waiting for the toaster. The bathrobe she had on came to the middle of her thighs, and left much of her smooth, creamy white legs exposed. Her shoulder length red hair was pulled up in a very messy bun, and I noticed that she had painted her finger and toe nails a bright cherry red recently. She had the most delicate hands and was walking on the balls of her feet which caused her calf muscles to flex and display themselves prominently. God she was gorgeous, and if I wasn’t so late I probably would have tackled her to the ground right there in the kitchen to have a repeat of this morning’s fun. I was late, however.
I made a little bit of noise as I moved further into the room so that she would know I was there, and she turned and kissed me gently on the lips while reaching up to cup my face in her hands. It was a short kiss, but it was filled with all the promise of her love for me and it made me weak in the knees just like nearly all of her kisses. She grabbed half a bagel from the toaster when it popped and generously smeared it with cream cheese and then handed it over along with the coffee she had poured for me.
“Here you go, sweetie. So you aren’t hungry and will be able to think clearly in class.”
“Thanks babe, you’re the best,” I said and kissed her one more time before grabbing my food and my things and hurrying out the door to get to the train.
Shortly after New Year’s, Kelli and I decided that we would move in together. I know, I know, making such a huge decision after having been together for such a short time was moving way too fast, but for the both of us it felt right, and really, I had just transformed into a Neko so sharing a place seemed tame by comparison. I moved out of my old place and into her apartment, which was much closer to campus, so I could take the train now. I also made a couple of phone calls and talked to Madeline and my apartment manager, who allowed her to take over my lease and move back in. It had been just two weeks after the incident at the party with Alan. She was in a much better place emotionally, and my forgiveness and help meant the world to her. Thinking about this as I waited for the next train gave me yet another warm feeling inside, and I finally realized how truly happy I had become.
A smile played across my face as I was sitting on the bench, waiting for the next train, and I heard a giggling that caused me to look down. A little boy was watching my tail flick back and forth while I waited and he was giggling every time he tried to grab it because it would snap away at the last minute. I almost laughed out loud at his antics, but decided to let him play a bit longer. The next time he reached for my tail I let him catch it in his hands and he squealed with delight.
“Momma, momma, I got it,” he cried to a young woman who was seated on the other end of the bench.
She shook her head with an exasperated sigh and looked at me apologetically.
“Billy, you leave the nice cat-girl’s tail alone and come here now,” she said more in amusement than frustration.
“It’s ok. I don’t mind, and he seems to be having fun,” I answered while I pulled my tail out of his hands and used it to flick him gently across the nose, making him giggle again.
She smiled then and said, “You’re really nice, and thank you for playing with him. He’s normally pretty shy, but I think he’s excited because we’ve never seen an actual cat-girl before. There can’t be too many of you running around right?”
I shook my head no, and silently wondered about her reaction. It was like nearly all of the other reactions up to this point that I had observed when in public. No one ever seemed surprised that I had cat ears and a tail, or that cat-girls existed. They were only surprised that I was the first one that they had encountered. Kelli and I found this to be very strange, because before New Year’s the existence of Nekos for most people was only in anime and manga as far as we knew. Practically everyone we had run into after New Year’s accepted my existence, and just thought that cat-girls were very rare. It was something that we had asked Cassandra about, but she and the Circle had not discovered any new information about how the Neko magic could be causing this phenomenon.
By the time I finished my musings about how the transformation magic might be affecting everyone around me the next train to campus had arrived and I got up to leave. Before I got on, however, I picked up the little boy I had been playing with and gave him a big hug and tickled him until he was giggling uncontrollably.
“You be good for your mom today Billy, or I will make sure and come back to tickle you some more. Got it?”
He giggled one last time and nodded his head yes as I let him down to run excitedly into his mother’s arms. She smiled at me again and I gave her a wink and a wave as I grabbed my bag and ran for the train. Now I just had to get through class without seriously irritating my professor. It wasn’t just my penchant for being late, although that was the lion’s share of the problem, it was that I had a hard time paying attention to what was going on in class.
Recently, I really had been trying to pay better attention in my classes, but I was always finding my thoughts being drawn to Kelli, and the way she made me feel. It was like I had never had feelings like these, or at least not feelings as intense as these. I’d dated a few boys up to now, and I certainly was not a virgin by the time I started college, but I’ve had newlywed couples tell me what their first few months together were like and that is the only thing I can think to compare my feelings for Kelli with. We weren’t married, bonded, linked, or whatever we were eventually going to be yet, but the honeymoon feelings we had during those few weeks were certainly real and terribly exciting. They were, however, making me struggle in my classes and I knew I would have to get a handle on that soon.
Professor Collins was pissed at me again, and I told him that I would make a better effort in the future to make it to his classes on time so as not to disrupt things. On the bright side, he let me know that my work in the class was improving and that I should keep that up. The rest of the day was just like any other and I made it through with a bit of effort, and with what I hoped were better notes than I had taken on some of the previous days. It was so hard keeping Kelli out of my head when I needed to concentrate.
Later that afternoon I picked up some things to make a nice dinner for the both of us, and I made it home before Kelli had finished her last class for the day. The rest of the evening was like many others. We had dinner and afterwards we helped each other study the day’s material. We both went over more of the reading and other research that Cassandra had given us, hoping to figure a few more things out, and then ended our evening snuggled up together with a blanket and hot chocolate while watching some movie or other that we could get to stream. More often than not, however, our evenings actually ended with us naked in bed together and exploring each other’s bodies for the millionth time. So in other words, evenings were usually really damned fun before we finally went to sleep. Tonight, however, would be a game changer.
Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real that after you woke up you weren’t sure where you actually were? A dream so vivid and frightening that when you are ripped from its depths and thrust back into consciousness that your terrified scream echoes in your ears, and your heart almost needs medical intervention to slow itself down. I’ve had one of those dreams. In fact I began having this awful dream that night, and much to my dismay, many more times over the coming few weeks which is a separate story I will get to. I can tell you, though, that it sucked big time.
It started out innocently enough, but I was looking around in my dream world amazed at how real everything looked and felt. I could smell the trees and grasses of the thickly forested area, and the musty dampness of a nearby cave. I could feel the wind on my face and the whip of the branches as they struck my body, as I seemed to be running through this wood naked. It was cold. Not a full on winter cold, but it was still a bone chilling, damp cold that made me uncomfortable. The feel of the moist earth on my bare feet as I ran, and the occasional pain as I stepped on fallen branches or small rocks, rounded out the myriad sensations that I was feeling.
The most intense feeling I was experiencing, however, was an overpowering fear. A terror like I had not felt since that first night that I knew something was wrong with Kelli. The problem was that this time it was worse. I did not know how, but it was way worse than New Year’s night. The fact that Kelli almost got Molestationd at that party was horrible, and the fact that what I was feeling from her now was worse than at the party really terrified me. I could feel a tightness in my chest, and cramps in my muscles but I ran faster because I knew in my soul that Kelli’s life depended on it.
I made it to a small clearing with a large standing stone in the middle, and I bent over to catch my breath and rested my hand against the stone, smearing it with some slick fluid as I did. I looked and realized that it was blood, my blood, from a gash across my palm. I looked again at the stone as the blood from my hand glistened wetly on the rough grey surface of the rock, several ancient markings began to glow and pulse with a sickly green light that filled me with even more dread, if that was actually possible. Then behind me I heard a rustle of leaves and the crack of a branch and I whipped around ready to fight for my life.
In the shadows of the forest I could make out a small female form, but I could not see her face because of the shadows. I did see the tail behind her that waved back and forth in a rhythmic pattern. It was another Neko, and my shock at seeing her made me gasp.
“You did well sister, though you really…” she said, not really completing her sentence.
“…had no choice in the matter,” said a similar voice from behind me, completing the first Neko’s thought in an almost cartoonish way.
I spun and looked at the other Neko, not able to make out her face either, but the two were very similar in size and manner.
“Now it is time to…” spoke the one that was currently in front of me.
“…take your place at Master’s feet,” said the other, taking me by surprise as she moved faster than I thought possible and closed a heavy metal collar around my neck, the clank of the locking mechanism echoing loud with disturbing finality in my ears.
The moment the metal ring closed I felt a burning throughout my body and pain like I have never experienced before. From the collar itself, chains shot out with cuffs, lined with the same sickly green writing as the stone, to encircle my wrists and ankles. Once secured the chains shortened and forced me to kneel in a posture of submission. My heart at this point was racing and I was not sure what I could do, and then the two Neko spoke together.
“We are sorry sister, but you belong to him now and all of your power with it,” they chorused, their voices harmonizing together in an almost hypnotic way.
And then I felt a sharp increase in Kelli’s terror and pain that cut me through to the very depths of my soul, and within moments of that horrible feeling it all ceased as if someone had blown out a candle. I knew in my heart at that moment that Kelli was dead and that I had failed her somehow. I was supposed to protect her, my girlfriend, my mate, my love. Her life had been cut short and the only thing left deep in my soul was an aching emptiness which made me want to weep to the stars that I could see above me. The collar that was now around my neck pulsed then and I felt his presence in my mind, like the fetid scum that floats on top of a Louisiana bayou. I wanted to vomit, I wanted to claw my eyes out, but the collar and he would not let me. I did the only thing I could at that point and threw back my head and screamed out in despair and anguish, longing for an end to my suffering that I knew he would never let me have.
I was pulled back to consciousness right at that moment, and the scream that had begun in my dream finished there in our bedroom as I shot up in bed, feeling my heartbeat thunder like a herd of wild horses running through my chest. My scream woke Kelli up as well and she did nothing but hold me silently as I shook from the remembered terror and wept bitterly from the emotions my nightmare had evoked. She stroked my hair and whispered nothing but comfort to me as she let my crying take its course, and waited for me to be ready to talk about what had happened.
“Tell me what’s wrong sweetie,” she quietly whispered while rubbing her cheek against mine.
“You’re going to die, and there is nothing I’m going to be able to do about it,” I replied, in a voice that Kelli could barely hear.
“What do you mean, I’m going to die?”
“Just that,” I cried as it brought me to tears again. “Someone is going to kill you and use some sort of magic to enslave me, and I don’t think I will be able to stop it from happening.”
“Shhh, shhh,” she whispered, and pulled me tighter into her embrace. “Just start at the top and tell me everything you remember, and what you felt. It was probably just a bad dream, but let’s talk about it anyway.”
And so I did. I started from the point that I realized I was not in my bed anymore and gave Kelli a detailed description of all that went on in my nightmare. Over the next several minutes as I poured out my emotions and fears to her, I realized that just having Kelli hold me and listen as I dumped this in her lap was helping me to deal with the very raw emotions that I was still feeling. I described everything to her, especially the way the world around was so vibrant and real, almost more real than the waking world that we lived in. Kelli occasionally asked a question or two, mainly to clarify details that got muddled up from my crying, and I got the sense that she was cataloguing everything that I was saying so that we could discuss it later if needed.
It must have taken me more than twenty minutes to purge all of the negative emotions and get all of the details I could remember out of my head. During all of that time Kelli never let me go, listened more than she spoke, and made damn sure that if I felt anything sitting there in our bed after such a terrible experience that it was her boundless love for me. I couldn’t help but wrap my arms around her at that point and kiss her within an inch of her life, and then I finally was able to wipe my eyes and excuse myself to go to the bathroom so that I could wash my face and rinse the ashen taste of fear out of my mouth. When I came back into our room I saw that Kelli was texting Cassandra with the phone she had given us, even though it was just past 3 am.
“Kinda rude to text Cassandra this early in the morning,” I joked as I crawled back into bed.
Kelli giggled a bit at that then said, “You’re probably right, but something about the way that this has affected you tells me that we need to let her know sooner rather than later.”
I gave a little sigh at that and then nodded my head in agreement, realizing that if anyone could make sense of what this dream meant, if it meant anything, it would be Cassandra. It only took a couple of minutes to find out that Kelli had been right to send the text because we got a reply that instructed us to meet her for tea that afternoon, and she asked to take some time right then to write down everything that we could remember about the dream and our discussion of it so that we could start with a record drawn from fresh memories.
After I had done as Cassandra had asked and had written down everything that I could remember about my dream, Kelli then turned on one of the bedside lamps before she turned out the main light in the room. She looked at me with concern in her eyes and enfolded me in her arms and gently rocked back and forth with me until I was finally able to go back to sleep. I don’t remember how long it took, but she was awake with me the entire time until I had lost consciousness again. Kelli never told me either way, but I also suspect that she didn’t get any more sleep that night in order to make sure that I was ok.
Because of her concern for me, and probably from a lack of sleep, the next day it was Kelli’s turn to run out of the house, late for her class, and I was able to spend the morning taking a run in the park, and doing some yoga near the fountain with an outdoor group I had found. I had discovered these excursions really kept my head grounded and after my nightmare I really needed the exercise and emotional balance that they provided more than ever.
On a side note, getting into yoga allowed me to discover just how much more flexible and steady I had now become. I could hold poses for much longer than anyone I worked out with, and my literally unreal flexibility was the envy of everyone. It also brought my attention back to a familiar oddity, because like many other people in other situations such as the woman and her son by the train, they did not seem to find it strange that I was a cat-girl. They just thought it a bit odd that I would be there with them, and all remarked that I was the first one they had run into, as if the possibility of running into a cat-girl would actually happen. It was just another in what was apparently a long list of things I would have to tell Cassandra later.
After the park I went home and studied some more before getting ready for noon tea with Cassandra and Kelli. We had only had one other meeting with her since New Year’s and that was when she had left us with a lot of reading and research material, most of which I found terribly boring. Kelli, however, had dived right in and seemed to have a really good grasp of things. At least one of us did. Once I was finished getting ready I texted Kelli and let her know that I was headed to the tea house and she should meet me there. Her return text let me know that she would be there at about the same time and reminded me to bring the record I had made of my nightmare.
Cassandra and Kelli were already there when I arrived, and were both seated with another girl. She was similar in age to Kelli and me, but had the same long raven colored hair that Cassandra did and her face had very similar features to the older woman, but that was where the similarities ended. Cassandra, as always, had an aura of wisdom and calm that surrounded her, and she also had an ethereal beauty that few could rival. She was seated primly at the table in one of her Victorian inspired dresses, and indicated that I should sit. The new girl, on the other hand barely gave me a glance and I noticed that she was certainly pretty, but the boots, the tight black pants, the numerous piercings, and her belly shirt that was at least a size too small for her, gave her an edge that shouted “rebel” from a mile away.
Cassandra gave me a smile as I sat with them and said, “It is so wonderful to see you again dear Myka. How are you doing?”
“So far most things have been pretty great. I don’t think Kelli and I could be much happier right now.”
Kelli smiled at me when I said this and blushed a little as she took my hand and replied, “Yeah, things are really going well, though we haven’t figured out how to open the box you gave us yet.”
Cassandra waved her hand dismissively and said, “There is plenty of time yet, and you both are still figuring each other out if I’m not mistaken. Anyway, may I introduce you to my daughter, Aliara?”
The girl with the piercings looked at us both and gave a halfhearted wave as she muttered, “I go by Ali.”
It was pretty clear that Cassandra and her daughter did not have the warmest of relationships, but when I would look at them I could somehow sense a genuine affection for each other. We spent some time getting to know Ali, and found out that she had just finished her degree in history and was taking some time off in order to study a bit more of their craft with the Circle. Apparently witchcraft runs in families.
“So, you look very familiar to me for some reason,” I said.
“Well we might have seen each other around campus at some point,” she replied.
Kelli then piped up and asked, “You were at the McAllister party weren’t you? Up on stage with Jessica and her group just before midnight.”
Thankful for Kelli’s insight, I finally remembered that Ali had been dressed as one of the Disney princesses, though the movie version probably did not have quite so much jewelry.
“Yeah, I was. Were you two there? I can’t remember seeing you.”
“We were the couple that kissed a minute or so after midnight,” I said, blushing. “And it was our first kiss so everyone was cheering us on.”
Ali laughed then and said, “I remember you two now! The maid and the foxhunter. I gotta say you two were hot, and made a lot of people there jealous. I also remember a burst of magic then as well.” Ali turned to her mother and asked, “That was your doing wasn’t it?”
Cassandra just smiled gently and replied, “Oh, the totems led me to Myka, but the kiss was all them, as if you couldn’t see now for yourself.”
Ali chuckled again at that and we all lapsed back into more comfortable conversation for a while. Apparently, however, I was avoiding conversation about the proverbial elephant.
Cassandra finally sighed and said, “So, Myka, tell me what happened last night in your dream if you would dear.”
At this Ali leaned forward, showing a great deal more interest in the conversation that was about to occur.
“Well, it felt real,” I replied, “More real than anything I have ever dreamed about. In fact, for the first few minutes after I woke up, when Kelli was trying to calm me down, I was having a hard time sorting out what was dream and what was real.”
Cassandra nodded and motioned for me to continue.
“I wrote down everything that I remembered, like you asked,” I said, and handed over the pages that I had filled with my experience. “Everything is pretty much there, even how I was feeling.”
“Thank you my dear,” she acknowledged, as she quickly scanned through the things I had written down. “I will get this to Millicent, another in the Circle, who is most talented with things related to the dream world. If anyone can explain what happened, she can.”
“Thanks,” I replied. “It was so real, and the feelings so intense. I still feel like I’m going to lose Kelli, and that there is nothing I can do to stop it.”
Kelli leaned over and hugged me tight and whispered calming words in my ear, while Cassandra reached out and placed her hand on mine and squeezed it gently.
“Fret not my dear. We will have the Circle looking into things and we should know very soon if this is nothing more than a nightmare, or if it is a premonition of things to come. However, I want you to keep something in your mind. If it is a premonition, or a clairvoyant dream, remember that knowledge gained now may allow you to direct the flow of events to some extent in the future and change the outcome in many different ways.”
I nodded to her, even though her words gave me scant comfort, and wiped away the tears that had been forming in my eyes. I could figure things out later, as there were a couple of other questions that we needed answers to. Cassandra seemed to sense the change in my demeanor at that point and pulled out her ever present notebook.
“You have other things to ask, don’t you,” she said, and gestured that I should proceed.
“Well, first, I have noticed that no one thinks it strange that I am a Neko. I get funny looks, and looks of surprise when people first see me, but no one fails to believe that Neko exist, they are just surprised that they are seeing one for the first time. Even at my medical checkup for school the nurse that examined me mentioned that it was the first time she had treated a cat-girl, but that everything looked healthy and she even recommended a special conditioner for my ears and tail.”
“That is quite interesting, and certainly worth investigating,” Cassandra replied, while taking several notes.
“Also,” I continued, “Kelli remembers me before I transformed, and sometimes comments that she likes me better with the tail. And I’ve talked to Paul once or twice since New Year’s and he’s asked me if I was having trouble with anyone freaking out about how I grew a tail and cat ears. Apparently he also remembers that at the time they were just part of a costume. I guess, maybe, that people I had sex with the night before I transformed remember?”
Kelli then spoke up, “Along that same line of thinking you should all see this, because I think it reaches way beyond me and Paul.”
She then took a newspaper clipping out of her purse and spread it on the table. I recognized the picture from last September, when Kelli and I had volunteered to assist with the campus blood drive and the paper took a group photo for the article. Kelli had thought it was cool that we were in the paper so she kept the article. I was not sure what this had to do with me and becoming a Neko and both Cassandra and I asked her what was so interesting about this picture.
It was Ali that spoke next and asked, “When was this taken Kelli, and when was it printed?”
“Last September. Do you see it?”
“Oh yes, and it makes things much more interesting don’t you think mom,” she asked as she tapped on my place in the photo.
Cassandra and I gasped as we finally saw what had her daughter’s attention. There I was in the photo, right where I should be, with my ears and tail prominently displayed in black and white for all the world to see. It was impossible, but somehow a photo taken and printed months ago had changed and showed me in my transformed state. I looked up at Cassandra and she had a thoughtful look on her face as she contemplated the clipping.
“Could the magic actually be that far reaching Ali,” she asked in awe.
“I believe Millicent would also know about this better than anyone as well,” Ali replied, and was thumbing through a very old book that looked like it was an arcane note and doodle journal.
“That is probably true, and I will certainly ask her straight away when I get back. Now my dears,” Cassandra said as she again addressed us. “Is there anything else you need before I take my leave?”
I shook my head no, but Kelli quickly spoke up, “Would it be possible to get a book or some notes or something on magic itself, how it works, what is involved in the practice. Perhaps some basic text I could study to get a better idea of what is happening to Myka and me?”
Ali looked up at Cassandra with a slight shrug as the two paused for a moment to consider what Kelli had asked. It seemed to come as a bit of a surprise to them, and Cassandra eventually gave a slight hand gesture and shrug back to her daughter, apparently turning over the decision to her.
“I suppose I could make you a copy of my grimoire, here,” Ali said. “Though without the magic that I have imbued in the creation and writing of the actual tome, it will have no functionality. In other words you won’t be able to accidentally cast a spell from just reading it. The information in it, however, could be written into another grimoire, so I would ask that you safeguard this well if I give it to you. Can you do that?”
Kelli nodded her head and said, “I understand and I will keep it on me at all times, and if someone tries or takes it from me you will be the first person I call. Will that be alright?”
“That will be fine, though I do not think there will be a problem. Do you have an empty notebook, or notepad I could have?”
Kelli looked through her bag quickly, and pulled out a couple of regular spiral bound college notebooks and placed them on the table.
“Will one of these work,” she asked.
Ali nodded and took one of them and placed it on top of her grimoire and took out an old fountain pen and ink bottle. She proceeded to draw some strange looking symbols on the notebook cover which she then surrounded by a circle and connected with the lines of a pentagram. Ali then took a quick look around to make sure that no one was watching our table before she placed her hand over the circle she had drawn and muttered for a few moments under her breath.
“Let me see your hand,” she asked Kelli at that point.
Kelli placed her right hand in Ali’s just before she pricked her middle finger with a small silver looking knife, and then dropped a single drop of Kelli’s blood into the center of the design. The ink at that moment glowed with a faint orange light that faded almost as soon as it started, and when it had faded completely the circle and all of the other symbols had disappeared.
“There,” Ali said as she handed the notebook back to Kelli. “Sorry about your finger, but I decided to tie the reading of your copy to you, and who you give permission to, and for that I needed a drop of your blood.”
Kelli just shrugged as she sucked on her finger for a moment and then said, “Not really a problem, and better safe than sorry, right?”
“Exactly. So open it and tell me what you think,” Ali replied grinning.
Kelli did as she was asked and opened the notebook, and gasped. I looked and saw blank paper.
“Did it not work,” I asked.
Kelli then looked at me funny then said, “Oh right, you can read this too Myka.”
The moment she told me that I could read it the pages filled with strange text and different symbols and drawings. It was kind of cool to actually see magic work like that and let Ali know as much.
Ali shrugged it off and said, “Nah. That was a fairly simple spell. Hopefully you two will be invited at some point to a gathering of the Circle and then you can see some real magic.”
“Thanks for this Ali,” Kelli said. “I really appreciate it.”
“Don’t mention it. The first few pages are mostly descriptions of runes and their meanings, and how they can be put together into constructs of power. That’s probably where you should start. It’s from my notes when I was going through my first training with the Circle and I still have to go back and reference it on occasion. Some of the magical theory stuff you might not get, but look at it and we can talk about it next time we get together.”
“I’ll do that for sure,” Kelli replied, as we gathered our things to leave.
As we were walking out Ali pressed a small piece of paper into Kelli’s hand and said, “Here’s my number that you can put into your Circle phone. Either of you can give me a call if you need anything, or if you just want to hang.”
“We certainly will call,” Kelli responded. “And thanks again for all of the other help and info you and your mom have given us.”
“No worries. Catch you both later.”
And with that Ali straddled a deep crimson motorcycle and pulled on a black half helmet before she thumbed the ignition and rode off, leaving behind a jaunty wave and a low fading rumble. Kelli and I decided at that point that we wanted to go somewhere else and grab some actual lunch after the tea with Cassandra and Ali, so we walked hand in hand to one of our favorite noodle places while talking about nothing but frivolous things.
After lunch, Kelli and I went around town doing some last minute shopping before we headed home to get ready for our evening together. I was looking forward to the “getting ready” almost as much as I was looking forward to the dinner and dancing and other things that would follow. Pampering each other in the shower was probably our favorite pastime. Like always I enjoyed rubbing Kelli’s legs and underarms down with her lemon scented shave gel, and her hardening nipples let me know it was something she really liked too. Then the gentle scMolestation, scMolestation, scMolestation as I removed the hair from her body ever so slowly. This time, however, when I trimmed her pussy, I also moved my head in closer and began to lick her red and swollen labia in time with my razor strokes. Soon I had her against the wall and shaking in orgasmic bliss, and I finished her off with a deep tip-toes kiss while fondling her creamy breasts.
I had her in the palm of my hand until she turned the tables on me by really washing and conditioning the base of my tail much more than was necessary. It was one of my most erogenous zones and it wasn’t long until I was pushed up with my front against the wall, my hands on the tiles to keep my balance, Kelli’s fingers moving in and out of my dripping pussy, and the first of what ended up being three jolting orgasms ripped through my center. It affected me so much that it took me several minutes to realize that Kelli was finishing with my hair and body, and was pulling me back under the water flow to rinse.
“You may know how to get me hot sweetie,” Kelli whispered in my ear while she removed the soap from our bodies, “But I know all the ways to get you hotter.”
And with that she gently licked from the center of my jaw to where it joined my neck, and then nipped my skin with her teeth causing me to shudder once more and nearly collapse into her arms.
“If you keep doing that to me, we won’t make it to dinner baby,” I whispered back. “Though that would not be such a terrible thing.”
Kelli chuckled then and replied, “Yeah, but I’m hungry for more than noodles sweetie, and I know how much you love dancing with me.”
I nodded to her then, because I really was looking forward to getting dolled up and dancing with Kelli, staking my claim on her as it were. So, I reluctantly shut off the water and we both dried each other off, which caused a few more short delays that were well worth it, and went to our rooms to get dressed. Because we wanted to surprise each other with our outfits, I was dressing in our room and Kelli had set up her things in the guest room.
I took the time to really rub myself down again with my honey scented lotion, and stretched out my legs and arms so that I would feel loose and free as I danced later. For makeup I added a smoky silver eyeshadow with a thin eyeliner to allow my purple hair to take center stage, and a deep maroon lip color to upstage my hair. Since my transformation I had not ever needed much makeup to make a statement and so I tried to keep it simple. I slipped on a tiny black lace thong that left nothing to the imagination and then made sure that the deep red color on my fingers and toes was touched up and as smooth as glass.
The dress that I had picked to wear for Kelli was a red, strapless, shimmering number with a slit up the two sides that came to just below where my thong would sit. It gave the illusion of no panties while still allowing for the bare minimal coverage that my underwear allowed. It had also been tailored with a near invisible flap in the back that allowed my tail to sway freely behind me, while still accentuating the curves of my ass. Once I had put on the black strappy 4 inch heels I had purchased I was finished and ready to kill, and I made my way out to the living room to wait for Kelli to finish.
I was seated on one of our barstools with my legs crossed and my hands placed in my lap just so, and I was ready for Kelli to come out of the guest room and be stunned into silence with my looks and charms. Instead, I was the one who could not speak when she came out, and I nearly fell off the stool. God she was beautiful.
She was in a high neckline little black dress that had a sheer cutout panel over her chest that displayed her cleavage to full effect, and clung to her curves like it was painted on. The sides of the dress from hem to arm were nothing but a herringbone pattern of straps that revealed the fact that the only thing she was wearing was the dress. Her lips were a soft red and her eyes were shaded in the same color, and the lining made the green color of her irises pop. She had finished the look with a pair of shiny black ankle boots with a three inch heel, and her hair fell in soft ringlets over her left shoulder. She was both demure and oozing a sex appeal at the same time, and I realized I had covered my mouth in a silent gasp.
“So I take it you like the outfit,” Kelli crooned to me as she sauntered towards me with swaying hips.
“Oh god, Kelli! I don’t know what to say,” I replied, and caressed her face with my hand as she stepped into my embrace.
“Your eyes, hands, and your smile are saying more than you ever could, and I love you all the more for it.”
I kissed her then, gently, so as not to ruin our carefully done lips and took her by the hand.
“Ok, you were right before, and I’m hungry too,” I said while looking up into her sparkling green eyes. “Let’s go and have dinner and then I want to dance with you until our feet fall off.”
We both laughed at that and then grabbed our purses as we headed out for our car, ready to take the night by storm. Dinner at a new upscale sushi restaurant we’d seen was fantastic, and I’m sure that we had raised the blood sugar of everyone there to dangerous levels due to our habit of sitting on the same side of the table and feeding each other. It the past month and a half we had run into a couple of bible thumpers who damned us to hell for our terrible sin and our audacity to flaunt it in public, and we graciously thanked them for their kind concern for our souls, after which we promptly ignored them and anything else they had to say. More often, however, I would get odd looks as the first cat-girl someone had seen, but most people saw us for what we were, a young couple very much in love.
After dinner Kelli took us both to a local jazz club, and we danced and danced and danced. If I hadn’t already told you, I love jazz music, and being able to share that with her thrilled me beyond belief. Kelli had picked up on the basic moves and was a really good dancer for a beginner, and we moved and swayed over the floor happy to be in each other’s arms. The slow numbers were the best part of the evening, however, and I loved being able to move in close to Kelli and to lay my head on her chest as she ran her fingers through my hair while we shuffled our feet in time to the music.
“Hey, I have an idea,” Kelli whispered in my ear during one of our slow dances. “Let’s get out of here and go pack a quick bag and make the drive to your parent’s place tonight. We can sneak in to the house and sleep in your old room and surprise them when everyone gets there for the breakfast. What do you think?”
I giggled a bit and replied, “That sounds like a great idea. Let’s go.”
We left the club and made it home to quickly pack along with changing our clothes, because driving in dresses like that is not really comfortable at all. Kelli asked if I could drive because she wanted to go over the book of magic that Ali had given her while we were on the road, and I had no problem with it so I was behind the wheel. I would glance over from time to time and every time Kelli was deep in thought. She would occasionally make a note or two in the margins, which reminded me a lot of Cassandra. On occasion she would make a sort of hmmm sound or a half comment about what she was seeing in the strange little book.
“You know,” she said after a while, “If you look at magic, the type of magic that Cassandra and Ali practice, there is a definite pattern and order to it. It’s almost like a mathematical construct, or algorithm. I can’t really explain it, but it’s like I can almost see the structure of some of the magic spells this book describes.”
“Well if you say it’s like math, I know you’ve always seen solutions to problems and equations without having to slog through all the muck work to get the correct answer. Maybe this is kind of the same. Is there anything in there that would explain more about me and you, and what we will be?”
Kelli frowned then and flipped back through a couple of pages before answering.
“Well, Ali only gave me a very basic explanation of this book, but from what I can understand, and from what we have back at the apartment, the better description for what we may be is bond-mates, not soul-mates. It’s a subtle difference in language, but it’s important. From what I can gather the magic that was activated when we kissed senses our emotions and personalities and links two people who are most compatible with each other at that moment. So it may not really be a matter of fate, but one of proximity and an already existing emotional bond.”
I nodded then said, “It would not be a very efficient system to give a potential Neko such a short time to find their one soul-mate, if such a person existed. So what you are saying is if there is a strong emotional bond between two people that any two people can form that bond and activate the transformation?”
“That’s what it looks like to me, though I’m certainly glad I was the one you picked,” she said as she kissed the back of my hand.
“Well, my love, now that my eyes have opened I don’t think that there is anyone else I could or would chose.”
Kelli giggled and replied, “Wow. We are so sappy aren’t we sweetie?”
“No comment,” I protested as I shook my head and started giggling too.
Kelli went back to studying the magic book then, while I continued on towards my parent’s house, the miles flowing along like a lazy river. The drive always took about three hours, and sometimes it seemed shorter or longer depending on the circumstance. Tonight, it seemed to pass very, very slowly. I was still sort of hung up on what my parent’s would say about my transformation, what they would think now that their daughter was a Neko. Would it be like everyone else I had run into up to now, where the surprise was not that I had cat like features, but that I was the first one that they had seen, even though I was their child. Would that be part of the magic that was transforming me? I just did not know. Between Kelli and me, though, we would figure it all out.
Eventually we got to my parent’s house and we parked the car on the street so that we did not wake anyone up pulling into the long driveway. We got to the porch, and both of us took our shoes off so that we would be quiet as we snuck into the house. I slowly unlocked the door and we quietly made our way into the house, and I locked up behind us as silently as I could. We then made our way to the stairs leading down into the lower level, and were quietly giggling together as we successfully made it into my room. We tossed our bags in the corner and then got undressed and crawled under the covers of my bed. It was not nearly as big as the bed we shared in our apartment, but we liked cuddling close as we slept so it was roomy enough. I was still nervous about the next morning, but with Kelli spooned against my back while she was rubbing my ears and kissing my neck soon had me relaxed and I drifted off into a pleasant sleep.
I woke up the next morning as Kelli was pulling on a pair of yoga pants and an oversized t-shirt, and she grinned at me as I laid there looking at her.
“Morning sleepyhead. You ready for this,” she asked.
“God no! I am so freaking out right now. What are they going to say?”
Kelli cocked her head to the side and thought for a second before she replied, “Well, if it’s like everyone else that we’ve come across then they aren’t going to say anything. They won’t remember you any other way. If they do notice, well, they are our parents and I think they will still love you no matter what.”
Kelli then took me into her arms and kissed me with all of the love she could muster, and I melted into her warm embrace. She then held me for a couple of minutes while stroking my hair, whispering nothing but love into my ear. Then she stood up and bent over to give me one last tender kiss and turned to the door.
“I’m going to head up, ok,” she asked and I nodded. “Just get dressed and come up soon. No hiding, or I will personally come back down and drag you upstairs no matter how dressed you are or not.”
“Fine, I will be up in a minute,” I replied after sticking my tongue out at her, and with a final chuckle Kelli left my room and made her way upstairs.
I heard both sets of our parents exclaim in delight as she moved into the kitchen, and with my Neko hearing I could hear their conversation as if I was in the room with them. I believe I’ve mentioned it before, but it bears repeating that because we grew up together nearly all of our lives, living next door to each other for all of that time, we both looked to each other’s parents as just a second mother and father. And our parents treated the both of us as equal daughters and sisters. It was a wonderful way to grow up, and one of the best traditions that we had as a family was the Valentine’s Day breakfast. It was kind of cool that Kelli and I now had a Valentine to bring to the festivities, even if it meant that it was still just the six of us.
“Oh Kelli, it’s so great to see you again,” I heard my mom exclaim, as Kelli giggled, probably because one of our dads hugged her while lifting her off of the floor. Some things never change.
“Is Myka here with you already,” her mom asked. “Let me guess, she is still in bed.”
“No mom, she’s up. She just needed a couple minutes longer to get dressed than I did,” Kelli whispered loudly, not thinking that I could still hear her.
“MYKA ANN CARLISLE,” my dad shouted in his booming voice.
He was followed right after by Kelli’s dad, “GET YOUR LAZY BONES OUTTA THAT BED AND GET UP HERE LITTLE GIRL!”
“Do you think she could hear you two at all,” Kelli’s mom said in a mocking tone to the two men in the house.
“What,” I heard one of our dad’s say, in an effort to act innocent of wrong doing, and everyone in the kitchen had a laugh at that.
By this time I had pulled on a pair of sweat shorts and a somewhat modest belly shirt and I made my way to the door, feeling like I had a molten ball of lead in my stomach. I really hoped my parents would be ok with what I was now, or that the magic would have done its thing to them so I didn’t have to worry about it, but I had put this off for too damn long.
“I’m coming, I’m coming,” I grumbled as I made my way slowly up the stairs.
I got to the open doorway that lead into the family and kitchen areas of the house, and I rounded the corner and was immediately pulled into a spinning hug like Kelli probably had been, and I giggled in spite of the fear that I was feeling at that moment.
“Hi dad,” I gushed as my actual dad swung me around a second time and kissed me noisily on the cheek.
“Hey there little girl,” he answered back. “We weren’t expecting you for another hour or two so this is a very pleasant surprise.”
No one had said anything yet, and I turned and gave my other dad a hug as well while Kelli looked on with a smile and a mischievous glint in her eye. Maybe the magic had done its job here too, and I began to relax some. I should have known, however, that I would not be that lucky.
“Oh dear god, Myka,” my mom exclaimed at that moment. “Were you just down in your room making all of us wait so you could put on some silly cat costume to tease us with. That is so like you.”
I sighed at that point and pushed away from my dad and stood by Kelli who took my trembling hand in hers. I then looked up at my parents with all of the fear and tension that I had felt over this moment evident in my now tear filled eyes. I used my other hand to wipe away some of the moisture and I took a deep shuddering breath before I began.
“Mom, dad,” I said, and it was clear that I was addressing all of them. “There is something really big I need to tell you.”
I was so close to not being able to keep things together and both moms came and took my other hand in both of theirs. God I was more frightened at this point in time than when I had woken up with an actual tail and cat ears, but Kelli squeezing my hand encouraged me to tear the Band-Aid off, so to speak.
“These aren’t costume ears, and this isn’t a costume tail,” I blurted out, lashing my tail back and forth to make my point. “Something happened on New Year’s, something pretty damn wonderful, but I’ve been scared as to how you all would react.”
“What do you mean, those aren’t costume pieces,” Kelli’s mom asked then.
It was Kelli who spoke next, however.
“Go on mom, both of you, touch them. Feel them. It’s ok.”
My mom at that point reached up and gently tugged on my left ear, causing it to twitch a bit. She jerked her hand back at that and gasped like she had been burnt, and my heart sank further in my chest, if that was possible. While that was happening, Kelli had guided her mom’s hand to the base of my tail and encouraged her to pet and scratch it. Almost like reflex, as her hand moved over my sensitive tail, I closed my eyes and began to purr contentedly. I looked over at my dads to see what their reaction was and both of them were lounging around the table looking at me with curiosity in their eyes, but were content to wait until their wives had had their turn.
“What happened Myka? How in the world did this happen,” my mom asked.
“Did you go through some lab experiment to earn a little money,” Kelli’s mom gently asked as well. “If that’s why you did it you could have come to us for help, you know,” the last being said with a warm smile.
“Can you tell us what happened,” my dad asked, finally.
“Yeah, I can,” I replied. “But, before I do I need to ask how much you all believe in the possibility that magic exists?”
“All of you need to keep an open mind at this point,” Kelli said somewhat forcefully, drawing attention to herself for the moment. “The story is a little strange, and most of it is probably hard to believe unless you’ve lived it, but we have both lived it, so listen and try to believe just a little bit.”
Kelli’s dad looked at me with his piercing blue grey eyes and pointed at my heart like he had done many times in the past when he was giving me or Kelli advice. It was a sign that meant that what he was saying at that moment was serious, and deserved serious consideration, and Kelli and I had always treated his words as such.
“Myka, I know from the way you look right now that you are scared, and you have said it’s because of what we would think. You tell us what you have to tell us, and no matter how strange, how scary, or how totally out of left field it is, we will all do our best to understand. Is that clear?”
From his tone, and the way he looked around at everyone there, it was plain that what he had just said was more for our other parent’s benefit than it was mine. I was so grateful for his strength and his resolve at that moment, and I wiped my eyes one last time and nodded to him. I steeled my nerves and straightened my spine, and just for the giggles that it gave Kelli I used my tail to swat at my mom’s hand as she was trying to play with its fur.
“You can play with it later,” I said, grumpily, causing everyone else to chuckle too. “I have to tell you a story now.”
And with that I began to tell the narrative of how I came to be a Neko, and what that meant, as far as we had been able to figure out. I left out pretty much all of the naughty bits, because who in their right mind would tell their parent’s that sort of thing. I was grateful for Kelli as well, as she stepped in to offer her point of view and her belief in the magic that occurred on New Year’s. Our parents had questions for us also, and we answered them to the best of our ability over the next hour. It went over better than I had expected it to, and was going so smoothly that by the time we were half way through my dad started cooking the Valentine’s breakfast and we finished the amazing story and all of the remaining questions while eating around the table together.
“If you need any more evidence that this is real, take a look at this,” Kelli said, and pulled the newspaper clipping that she had shown Cassandra and Ali. “This is last September’s newspaper and we were both in this picture. A picture which now has Myka’s ears and tail in it. And I promise you, she was not wearing a costume at the time and was not a Neko either. I know because I was there.”
Everyone was around the table by now, looking at the photo, and wondering what was going on. I understood that they were all probably having a tough time accepting everything that we were telling them, but I hoped that our parents believed some of it at least. My dad then asked my mom to grab one of the scrap books that had my pictures in it so we could all take a look and see if any other pictures had changed. As my mom laid the book she had pulled from one of the book shelves out and opened it, we all eagerly looked over her shoulders to see what was there. My heart fell again, for the third time that day, as none of my pictures that my parent’s had were changed.
“I’m not sure why these pictures haven’t changed,” Kelli said. “I really thought they should have.”
“I don’t know why they haven’t either,” my dad replied. “But to tell you the truth, I really don’t care why. You both are my daughters, and it is clear that something happened that involved magic, as you believe it. If you believe it, then I will believe it for you both.”
Everyone else nodded voiced their agreement with my dad, and our mom’s squeezed our hands in support of everything that we had explained. I was so happy at that point that my heart nearly burst with joy, and my fears as to what my family would say evaporated into thin air.
“Oh my god, look,” Kelli’s mom gasped, pointing at the picture album that my mom was still holding.
We all looked down at it and what we saw made everyone exclaim in surprise. We all watched in amazement as every picture in the book that had me in it slowly changed. My hair faded to the light but brilliant purple that it is currently, and ears began to show up on the top of my head. We also watched my tail appear in all of the pictures that it would be visible in as well. It was kind of like watching a fade effect from the movies, and now there was proof for the rest of my family that what had happened was beyond natural.
“Well I’ll be damned,” both of my dad’s said at the same time, then punched each other and played a round of Jinx while we all laughed at them.
“I wonder why they all changed now,” my mom asked then, while everyone else was lost in thought.
“Perhaps when you all accepted that what Myka and I were telling you as the truth, that was the trigger that allowed the magic to do its work,” Kelli guessed. “I can’t be sure, but I will bring it up to some friends that are knowledgeable in this sort of thing.”
“Who are these friends, hun, if you don’t mind me asking,” Kelli’s mom asked, getting nods and agreement from all of our parents as well.
I breathed a small sigh of frustration and then answered, “We can’t really tell you. We made a promise to keep their parts in my transformation secret, because if other people knew about it, the power that goes along with the magic involved, it might fall into the wrong hands and be corrupted. Just know that our friends have been working for generations to keep the power of the Neko in the right hands and with the right people.”
“Well, I may not like it,” my mom huffed. “But if you both trust them then I will accept that you will tell us what we can and tell us when we shouldn’t know something. All I, and the rest of us ask is that you don’t keep us completely in the dark.”
“That’s fair,” Kelli replied as I nodded to everyone. “But remember, this situation is new to both of us as well, so we are learning about it almost as much as you are.”
“You and Myka keep referring to what is going on as if it involves both of you somehow,” Kelli’s dad commented. “How does it involve you other than Myka being your friend? How did you become involved sweetheart?”
Kelli and I sighed at that point and took each other’s hand. This was the other thing that we needed to bring up, and now it had sort of been put out there. Kelli looked at me then, and nodded her head slightly to me.
“Ok. One of the catalysts, for a lack of a better term that caused the magic to activate was that I had to find and have very strong emotions for the person who would become my bond mate, and when I say very strong emotions I mean love. Are you with me so far?”
Everyone nodded or indicated that they understood and wanted me to continue.
“So, at midnight on New Year’s everyone at the big dance area at the party we were at trading kisses to celebrate the turn of the year. I kinda got pushed, turned and had closed my eyes when I stumbled into someone’s arms and I kissed her. God did I kiss her, and it was probably the most sensual and romantic kiss I have ever had.”
I paused for a moment and it was clear that our moms were hanging on my every word, along with Kelli’s dad, but I saw that my dad had a thoughtful look on his face and I had a suspicion that he had figured this part out. I chuckled a bit at this because I knew that my dad getting it before she did would irritate mom to no end.
“Well who was it,” my mom asked excitedly.
“And why did you not bring them to meet us? And when…” Kelli’s mom asked and then stopped for a second. “What do you mean, her?”
I giggled a bit at that and replied, “I kissed her. Yes I kissed a girl who became the person that could be my bond mate, and I did bring her home to meet you all.”
As I said this last I gently kissed the back of Kelli’s hand and nuzzled into her chest, letting everything soak in for our parents. It was my dad’s booming laughter that surprised us all, and he continued to laugh and slap his knee as if he had just heard the funniest joke ever. In fact, it made Kelli and I laugh as well.
“Dan Carlisle, what in god’s name is so damned funny,” my mom chided him, as my dad began to wipe the tears of mirth from his eyes.
He then smacked Kelli’s dad on the arm and snapped his fingers before he held out his hand in a very insistent manner. We were all confused at this but he just snapped his fingers again, clearly expecting something from Kelli’s dad.
“Well shit,” her dad swore, and pulled out his wallet and passed over a couple of bills to mine.
“Would either of you like to explain what is going on,” Kelli’s mom asked the two of them, with fire in her eyes.
“Well, about 5 years ago, I bet Steve 20 bucks that before you two were out of college,” my dad said pointing to us, “that you would be together. As in serious relationship together. I win.”
“You mean you placed a bet on our daughters’ sexual orientation?! That’s kind of shitty of you if you ask me,” her mom replied.
“Wait a minute! I didn’t make a bet on orientation, or political views, or anything else. I just knew and know our daughters, and they were so close growing up that I saw them together as clear as I see them now. Gay, straight; doesn’t matter. They loved each other this much then, and still do now, and I dare you to tell me or them otherwise,” my dad finished with a defiant look in his eye.
I went over to him then, and leaned up on tip toes to kiss him on the cheek.
“You saw us together, like this, that long ago and you are ok with it,” I whispered.
“Yes sweetheart, I did. And yes, by god, am I ok with it,” my dad answered, and enfolded me in his strong arms in a comforting hug.
It took me a moment to realize that I was trembling in my dad’s arms, tears running down my face, weeping in both joy and relief that all of the monumental changes that had happened over the last month or so were ok, and our family was ok with it. Kelli came up behind me at that point and put her arms around me and dad, and then everyone else followed and we spent several long minutes in a huge family embrace, with not a dry eye in the house.
It was my mom that got us moving again, assigning all of us to the various chores that needed to be done to clean up from breakfast. After we were done, our moms drug Kelli and me into the living room to ask us a million questions about everything under the sun. Yes we loved each other and, yes, we were in love with each other. Yes, we had moved in together. Kelli was making sure I was eating right. Yes, we were keeping up with our classes. No, no scientists had come to ask about my ears and tail, and we explained again about how we believed that the magic that fueled the transformation bent reality enough that my being a Neko was considered normal but rare. The questions kept coming for probably twenty minutes, and I would occasionally glance over at our dads, sitting around the table talking about whatever. They were the lucky ones, not getting grilled for the umpteenth time.
Then mom asked about what had happened with Alan, and that opened up a very hairy line of questioning. I explained again about Alan’s cheating, which led to Cassandra’s shop that first day, which pointed to the McAlister’s party and what we were doing there the whole time. Now Kelli and I had kept the unnecessary details, and nearly all the sexual details, to a bare minimum, but when Kelli’s mom catches a scent she is worse than an alligator for letting go. Eventually some detail of the sexual nature of my transformation was pulled begrudgingly from Kelli and me, and eventually her mom picked up on and teased out the slightest hint from the two of us about Paul. All I could think at that point was Oh Shit.
“So you are basically telling us that even though you two got together on New Year’s, that there is some other boy still in the picture. And you are ok with this Kelli?”
“Mom, it’s not exactly what you think,” Kelli replied. “There is a lot more to the story, and it has everything to do with Myka’s transformation.”
“Well I can’t wait to hear this,” my mom muttered, as our dads came over to join us.
I heaved a frustrated sigh at that point and launched into a bit more detailed description of what my transformation was going to mean. It was difficult to explain to my parents about my aspect, the Aspect of Love, and what that entailed. They all had a hard time accepting that I was going to probably have several different lovers, and that Kelli both knew and accepted this. It seemed to go over a tiny bit better when we mentioned that we knew that Kelli would have to share my body with others but that my heart and soul were hers and only hers.
“Look mom, I don’t mind that I will be sharing some of Myka with others, because that is who she is now. I’m ok with it, as long as she includes me when she shares,” Kelli retorted, and then gasped while covering her mouth when she realized what she had said.
“Well, I didn’t mean to pry and judge, and I’m sorry. I just want to know that my babies are safe, and are being careful. You will be careful won’t you?”
“Yes, mom, we will be careful,” I replied. “And if we are able to form the permanent bond between us then there will be a lot more magical protection added to the mix as well.”
I realized my mistake at that moment, having mentioned that Kelli and I had not yet permanently bonded with each other. That led to more questions, and we were asked point blank whether we had considered just letting the opportunity pass without forming the bond so that I could go back to being a human girl rather than a Neko. It made my heart jump in my chest when both Kelli and I shot that idea down with no hesitation at all. If at all possible, we were going to figure out how to make my transformation permanent and all that that entailed.
“Look,” my dad interrupted quickly. “They clearly have made a well thought out decision, and we need to trust them and let them follow their hearts. Otherwise they will resent us for getting in the way of something that they clearly feel is very important.”
“I know, Dan, I know,” my mom replied. “But this is just so different, and…”
“No buts, Mary. This is their decision and their life to live. We will let them live it and be here to offer advice when we can, and always love them both.”
And with that my dad effectively ended a line of questioning that was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable, and both Kelli and I were grateful to him for the reprieve.
“Well now that that’s settled,” Kelli’s dad piped up. “What are your plans for the rest of today and the rest of the weekend girls?”
It was Kelli that jumped in first and said, “Well, I have a few errands to run that may take a couple of hours, and then I thought Myka and I might go to see the new museum exhibit a little bit later.”
“That sounds like a lot of fun,” her mom replied.
“Then, a bit later, Myka and I have to get ready because we were going to go and spend the night at the cabin,” Kelli said, with a shy little giggle.
My dad shook his head then and muttered with a grin, “God, I don’t even want to know. Just make sure you two bring enough blankets and such because even though it is normally warmer here, it can still get a bit chilly at night. And just for the record, if we were all a little younger, two of us might have already claimed that spot.”
My mom looked scandalized and smacked him on the arm, while Kelli’s parents just chuckled at the joke.
“Anyway,” Kelli said while jumping up and giving me a quick kiss. “I have to get going or I’m going to run out of time.”
“Later babe,” I called after her as she headed for the door. “And hurry back. I already miss you.”
Kelli waved as she grabbed her keys and headed out to her car, a definite bounce in her step, just another thing that I loved about her. Once she left, our dads had some questions for me too. Guy questions. Our moms wanted to know about the things that were going on in our lives, especially because of the magic that we were involved with now, while our dads wanted to know if I could do any cool stuff with it. It really made me laugh at how like a couple of little kids they were while they were quizzing me about my awesome new super powers, as they put it.
I showed both of our dads that I was much stronger now, by beating them both easily in arm wrestling, and by picking each of them up and carrying them around the room, princess style. That got several laughs and a couple of surprised gasps. I mentioned that my senses, my endurance, and my agility had also improved significantly, and this was tested by playing a little two on one basketball, which neither of my dads had any chance of winning. It was still a fun game for everyone, though. While everyone was marveling at what I could now do, I explained that if Kelli and I were able to seal the final bond between us that all of these improvements would get even better, and that seemed to give Kelli’s dad pause, and he asked me to spar with him so that he could see what I might be capable of in a fight.
He held black belt rank in both Kenpo and Jiu Jitsu, and had given both Kelli and I some basic self-defense instruction while we were growing up. Now, however, the look in his eye was a bit more serious and he came at me fast and hard to see how I would react. I spent the next 10 minutes dodging punches and kicks, blocking only occasionally as I was not that advanced of a fighter. I managed to avoid getting put in several holds and landed one or two hits before he called a halt so we could both catch our breath.
“That was pretty impressive, don’t you think, Steve,” my dad said. “You were not holding back that much were you?”
“No I wasn’t, and yes that was definitely impressive,” he replied. “Myka, you used a lot of the things that I taught you and Kelli, but you did so much better than you should have been able to do with the level of instruction that I gave the both of you.”
I beamed at the compliment that he paid me, because when it came to fighting, Kelli’s dad was all business. The serious look he had on his face now, however, wiped the smile from my face and made me wonder what I had done wrong.
Seeing my concern he quickly said, “Hey little girl, I’m not mad. You just have a lack of form and control with your movements.”
I noticed that my dad was nodding his head at this as well, and while he was no expert like Kelli’s dad was, he knew enough to know what he was looking at.
“You have a lot of potential, and with your greater speed, strength, and agility you could be a hell of a fighter with the right training.”
“But I don’t want to be a fighter. I want to finish school and maybe do counseling, or some other job in psychology,” I replied in a worried tone.
“I know that it is not something you want, and normally I wouldn’t push you,” he said then. “But with some of the things you have talked about today, it sounds like you might end up being in a situation where you need to defend yourself. Or more importantly, defend my Kelli. Do you get what I’m trying to say?”
I sighed again, knowing that by invoking Kelli’s name he had already won any argument, and nodded that I understood. And he was right, some of what we talked about all morning was that we might run into possibly dangerous situations or into individuals that might want to harm us for what I had become. I remembered that I got lucky on New Year’s when I had rescued Kelli, and I almost shuddered thinking about what would have happened if I had failed her. And then it hit me. If I trained to be able to defend ourselves, it might be possible to avoid whatever outcome I had seen in my dream, and that steeled my resolve to learn what I could.
“How often do you want to get together dad,” I asked.
“Actually, little girl, I probably won’t be the best person to work with you. You are more than a few hours away at school, and you also need someone who will be able to objectively train you. I will send you the contact info for a friend of mine, Richard Atkinson, who lives near your school. I will call Rick and let him know you and Kelli will be contacting him about lessons. Ok?”
I agreed, and we went back in the house and talked a bit more about how it was important that both of us learned how to fight, and not just me. Kelli’s dad reminded me that I also had other weapons and liabilities in a fight that others didn’t have. My tail could in many cases be used against me if someone grabbed it, but I could also use it to fight with if I practiced, and I promised that I would work with Sensei Atkinson as soon as we could get back and get ahold of him. Once that had been decided, however, no more was said on the subject and the rest of the time while Kelli was gone was spent doing other fun things and just talking and being with each other. It was what all families should be.
After a couple of hours, and a quick shower, Kelli had returned and dropped off a couple of things before grabbing me and hauling me off to the museum. We had gone there a lot as kids to see the free exhibits, and to participate in some of the community art classes that looked fun at the time, and it was still one of our favorite places to go. We enjoyed a light lunch at the snack bar there, and just basked in the happiness between the two of us as we wandered the rooms while holding hands. We took time to sit together on some of the benches that were there for the patrons, with our heads resting against each other while we entwined our arms, never wanting to let go. It is the memory of these kinds of moments that remind me of how much I still love Kelli even today.
Afterwards, we went to the local shop for some ice cream and we giggled like school girls while gossiping over a shared hot fudge sundae. It was also one of our favorite places and I realized that Kelli had planned out the rest of the day to pack in as many of the best memories we had shared growing up. I took her face in my hands and kissed her lovingly, and let her know that I absolutely adored what she was doing for me and for us. The dazzling smile and the look of love and tenderness in her eyes as I expressed what I was feeling was worth more than all the gold in the world to me.
“We need to get going now, because we don’t want to be late,” Kelli said then.
I looked at her quizzically and replied, “Late for what?”
“You’ll see,” she giggled as she booped me on the nose, and grabbed my hand to drag me back to the car. “Come on! Let’s go!”
And with that the trip down memory lane ended and we headed home to get packed up for our night at our cabin. There was a sudden dampness that flooded my panties as my mind started playing through random images of what we would be doing together in just a couple of hours. My breathing became a little ragged, and I gripped Kelli’s hand a bit tighter on the drive home, while bringing up recent memories of the feel of her smooth skin and the taste of her nipples as I gently suckled at each one. God, I could hardly wait, and when we finally pulled into my parent’s place we both dashed into the house and down to my room.
“Ok, sweetie,” Kelli said as she grabbed what looked like a pre-packed bag from the one that she brought for the trip. “I need to head to the cabin to set a couple of things up, so get your things together and don’t forget what ever outfit you planned to wear special for me tonight, because I haven’t forgotten mine. If you could, though, please wait about an hour before you come out so that I can set up.”
I huffed a bit at that and replied, “Fine. But only because it’s you.” And with that I tiptoed up and kissed her longingly, a preview of what was to come.
And with a jaunty wave, Kelli bounced out of my room leaving me with a final saucy wink, and a dilemma. What the hell was I going to do for an hour? I decided at that point that I was going to get into my lingerie that I had picked up for the night and make sure it all was situated perfectly.
I took a few minutes and applied a minimal amount of makeup, enough to highlight my features, and then turned to my nails. I used a shimmering pink polish and followed that up with a gloss finish that made them all shine like little pink diamonds. I then got out my sexy outfit and placed it on the bed before I began to undress for the first time that evening.
I have found that, since my transformation, the act of getting undressed in preparation for a sexual evening, and also getting dressed for sex, has become a near orgasmic experience for me. In fact, two weeks after New Year’s, Kelli made me come twice just by removing my clothes so that she could ravish me, and then putting them back on me because some friends were coming over shortly after. It was mind blowingly fabulous, and I think everyone should try it sometime if you can get that far into the mood.
After removing my clothes I took a few minutes to work a small amount of my honey scented lotion into my skin, taking time to caress every curve and every line of my body. I had a couple of mini orgasms as I massaged my breasts and then my inner thighs, and I suddenly hoped that my parents couldn’t hear the low meowing moan that came out of my mouth. I needed to be way more careful.
After I finished with the lotion I put on a thin silver anklet that I had affixed with two charms. One was Kelli’s birth stone, and the other was a small silver infinity sign that to me both symbolized her love of math and that she would be mine forever. Sappy, I know, but I’ve always liked sappy. I had actually purchased two anklets earlier that week, and the other was my Valentine’s gift to her. The charms I had put on Kelli’s were a pink heart, similar to my nipple piercings, and a butterfly like my tattoo, so she would always have a reminder of me with her wherever she was. I really hoped that she would like it.
Now it was time to put on my lingerie before heading out to the cabin, to make sure that everything would be perfect. The panty was a sheer lacy thing with a bikini cut shape, but was tied with bows on the sides with strips of ribbon hanging down the legs. They were white and the ribbons were pink with black trim which made them a bit eye catching, and I shivered as I tied each side, making sure the bows were perfect. After that I put on the equally lacy white shelf bra which also had pink and black bows for trim. I looked in the mirror and felt a warm heat start in the pit of my stomach. My tanned skin contrasted well with the white lace, and my breasts with their light brown nipples practically screamed for attention as they sat pillowed on the bra that was built to expose to greatest effect rather than conceal.
My heart shaped nipple piercings, silver with pink gems, were front and center, and it gave the outfit just that extra hint of naughtiness that it probably had no real need for. I added two mid-thigh white garters with the same black and pink bows, but which were also trimmed with similar pink and silver heart jewelry as well, and the silky smooth feel as they slid over my bare legs started to make me moist. I put on a sheer open camisole that was so see through that you could practically read through it, and tied the neck with yet another black and pink bow. Having finished my preparations, I wondered how I was going to sneak out of the house like this, knowing that my parent’s might have a heart attack if they saw me wearing such a blatantly sexual outfit.
As if on cue my mom knocked on my door and walked in to my room with only a brief warning. To be fair I hadn’t closed the door completely after Kelli left, and in most circumstances it would not have mattered. Now, however, my poor sweet mother got an eyeful of her Neko daughter, of the Aspect of Love, dressed to seduce. The look of shock on both our faces could not have been plainer, and I could do nothing but stare at her as she gasped and covered her mouth with both hands.
“Oh my god, mom! You need to WAIT after you knock,” I almost shouted as we both spun around in a vain attempt to salvage some shred of dignity.
“I know, I know sweetheart, but this has never been an issue before and I saw the open door and…”
I sighed then and replied, “Yeah, I really should have closed it. I was too busy thinking about, umm, never mind.”
My mom chuckled a bit then, and I thought for a moment that she was going to leave so that I could at least cover up, but I felt her lay her hand gently on my shoulder.
“Myka, sweetie, I know it seems really weird, but could you just turn around and let me look at you,” my mom asked with and earnest gentleness in her voice.
I was already caught, and I figured that it couldn’t get any more strange or embarrassing than it already was, so I closed my eyes and sighed as I turned around and faced my mom. After a few moments I opened my eyes and looked up at my mom, who was now slightly taller than I was due to the magic, and I was stunned to see nothing but wonder and love in her eyes. She reached out hesitantly and then started to straighten a stray strap here, or tighten that bow there, and she tugged my camisole into place and smoothed it over my shoulders a bit better than I had done. Then I looked her in the eye and noticed that she was crying, with tears starting to flow like little rivers down her face.
“You love her don’t you? I mean you really, really love her,” my mom whispered as the knowledge of how I actually felt about Kelli truly hit her in that one shining moment.
“Yes mom,” I whispered back, my voice trembling. “I love her more than life itself, and I would do absolutely anything for her.”
“God, I remember when I used to wear things like this for your father. I do so wish I were young again.”
“What do you mean, young again,” I angrily replied. “In twenty years you might, and I stress the might, have the right to say that, but not now, damnit.”
“That is sweet of you to say, Myka, but…”
“No buts,” I interrupted her, placing my index finger over her lips to shush her. “You still look amazing, and you are still one of the warmest, caring, and fun people to be around. I still judge myself using you as my measure, and if I could ever be half the woman I know you are then…”
And that was the last thing I was able to get out for a short while, because my mom crushed me to her in the most heartwarming hug I had ever received. She held me and cried, whispered in my ear that she was so glad that she had raised me right, and just loved me for being me. It caused my heart to swell in my chest, knowing for sure now that, no matter what, my mom loved me as I currently was, not what I used to be or what I might become someday. She loved me. The moment I came to that realization I felt a strong pulse of energy wash over us, just like the ones I felt when the magic was beginning to take effect a few weeks ago, and we both moved back and looked at each other quizzically for a moment.
“What in god’s name was that,” my mom asked, a look of startled confusion on her face.
I opened my mouth to answer, but was silenced by what I now saw. I say “saw” because that is the only word I could think of at the time, and really, I don’t know how else to describe it even to this day. My perceptions had changed ever so slightly and I could now “see” golden cords radiating out from my mom, pulsing with a warm energy that felt comforting when I concentrated on them. One of the cords reached out from her and connected to me, and I sort of touched this connecting line between us. Like I said before, I had realized that my mom loved me as I currently was, but when I touched the cord that linked us I felt it, felt a love so strong pulsing along that vibrant connection, that it almost knocked me off of my feet.
“Oh my god,” I almost cried. “I can feel that you love me!”
“Of course I love you. Why would you think otherwise?”
“No mom, I feel it. That energy pulse, I think that was one of my powers, I don’t know, activating or something,” I replied.
“What just happened to you,” she asked back.
“I can sort of “see” these cable like things coming from you now. When I touched the one that is connected to me, I actually felt your love, the way you feel it for me. I think,” I said, with a confused look on my face.
“What else do you see,” she asked once more.
“Well,” I said and concentrated on her for a little bit. “I think this one here is you and dad.”
I reached out and touched the cord that felt to me like the connection that mom had with dad and I felt the love that she apparently had for him just as strongly as I felt her love for me. It was different than what I would have expected, however. This love did not burn hot and bright, like mine for Kelli probably did, and I realized that this was a love that had been forged over a couple of decades. It was the kind of love that you could grow so used to having that you almost don’t realize it is as strong as it is. It is safe, warm, and comfortable, and I have since come to realize why it is so hard for a person to lose someone they love so deeply. To cut something like this out of a life would leave a gaping hole that takes ages to fill, and in that moment I fully understood my parent’s love for each other and I hoped that one day I would have something similar with Kelli.
I also felt a kind of instinctual knowledge, as I began to exercise this fledgling power, and I realized in that moment that I could give both sets of my parents a tremendous gift. I somehow knew that I could not only sense and feel the love that came from my mom, I could also alter it a bit if I wanted to. All of a sudden I got a really naughty grin on my face which caused my mom to raise her eyebrow, and I realized she suspected that I was now up to something.
“Mom, I have to get going soon, but is Amanda still here?”
I rarely used Kelli’s mom’s name and my asking now seemed to surprise my mom.
“She is. What are you thinking?”
“Do me a favor and call her down will you,” I asked while my mom looked skeptically at me. “Trust me mom, it’s not going to be bad.”
“This is against my better judgement,” she muttered, but walked up the steps and called Kelli’s mom anyway.
A few moments later both moms walked back into my room, and Kelli’s mom’s eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw what I was wearing. It was a true jaw on the floor moment for her, and my mom chuckled as she told her to breathe, and that everything would be ok. My mom also had the good sense at that moment to close the door in case either of the dads decided to make an unwanted appearance.
“Oh lord, Myka! That is just so…” Kelli’s mom got out after a few more moments of stunned silence.
“I believe that the right words are absolutely beautiful, and pretty damned sexy,” my mom replied, and I grinned at the shocked look that it caused.
Kelli’s mom sat there for a little longer and tried not to splutter, or faint, and then finally took a good long look. Her eyes finally softened and I felt an increase pulse through the cord of love that I could now tell was connecting her and me.
“You’re right, of course,” she said. “And I still truly don’t know what to say. You really do love her that much?”
My mom and I chuckled at her question and I replied, “Yes my other mom, yes I do, with all my heart. And just so you know mom already had that reaction which was why we both laughed.”
And with that the tension in the room was broken and the three of us had a few minutes of laughter, giggles, twirls and poses, and then I got down to business.
“Ok you two, there is a reason now I wanted both of you in here. Something just happened and what appears to be one of my powers has awakened.”
My mom was nodding and Kelli’s mom just looked curious.
“Like I told mom, I can “see” cords of what feel like love coming from both of you and connecting you to a lot of people,” and I did use the air quotes when I said this. “The big cords, though, connect to me, to Kelli, and to your husbands.”
“Ok, so you know that we love you and each other. That isn’t really news,” Kelli’s mom replied.
“You’re mostly right about that, but…” I began. “Both of you have an outfit something like mine stashed somewhere upstairs in your houses, and you will both need them this evening.”
As I said this both moms started to hem and haw, and there was a lot of nervous energy in the room now. There was some hand wringing, and some talk of I haven’t worn something like that since, and a general blanket denial from both. I wasn’t buying it.
“Do not make me call bullshit,” I sternly said. “I know you both were young and vibrant, and active once, because Kelli and I were born. The thing is you just don’t see that you both still are those young women, with just a bit more wisdom and experience. Now, I will ask you once and only once, do you both know where you have a damn sexy bedroom outfit stashed and are you willing to use them if I give you a helping hand?”
Both of my moms considered for a moment or two, and then as one they both took a deep breath and nodded to me.
“Yes I believe we do,” my mom answered as well. “What do you want us to do?”
At my mother’s question I stepped forward and placed a hand in the center of each of their chests and closed my eyes. I allowed my sense of their love for my dads to become the sole focus of my attention and then I started strumming the connections like guitar strings, and there is really no other way to describe what I did any better than that. It was not like playing music at all, but I continued to strum and pluck at the cords connecting the wives to the husbands. I was not sure exactly what I was doing, and I decided then and there to be really careful with this in the future, but I felt that I had given a slight push and pull in the right directions for both sets of my parents.
“Ok, please don’t ask me how or exactly what I did because I don’t really know right now. You have a little bit of time left to get ready, and I want you both to go get ready for a nice dinner out.”
I got a nod from both of them that let me know they understood this much at least.
“If some, or all of your bedroom outfit can be worn underneath your clothes do that. It will make your final surprise easier to prepare for, and I’m pretty sure that wearing it will get you both, umm, well really warmed up.”
“You really think the boys will go for this,” my mom asked.
“If I did things right, and I think I did, they will be ecstatic for the four of you to go out to dinner and desert, and then will be more than ready and willing for the big show,” I said with a sly wink. “And I will personally guarantee that this will be one of the best nights you have ever had. Though, you all will probably sleep really late because of it.”
Kelli’s mom giggled at that and then said, “This sounds really fun. Thanks Myka, for everything, including how much you care about our little girl.”
And with that Kelli’s mom gave me a kiss on the cheek and told my mom that they would be back over in forty five minutes just before she dashed out the door. My mom turned to me then and gave me another hug before bolting from my room as well, but not before she told me not to move. It made me wonder what she was up to now. She came back a short time later and had a small glass bottle in her hand.
“Here sweetie, use this,” she said and then helped me add a tiny amount of her special perfume to my wrists, the sides of my neck and between my breasts. “It always drives your dad wild, and Amanda has borrowed it on occasion as well so I am sure that Kelli will have good memories of this scent.
It really was a special scent, and I remember so many times when my mom had worn it and I had caught the fragrance when I hugged her. It brought memories of nights when she would tuck me into bed before going out with my dad, the occasional first day of school, my graduation, and I nearly had tears in my eyes as she used just enough of the floral and spice scent to heighten my allure to dangerous levels.
“Now sweetie, you need to get going. You shouldn’t keep Kelli waiting, and I have to get ready for a big night,” and my mom giggled as she helped me grab my bag and snuck me out the back door without our dads seeing me.
“I love you mom, and thank you so much for everything,” I nearly cried.
“I love you too my dearest one. Now go to Kelli, and love her with all you have and never let her go,” my mom whispered and I dashed off with a wave so that she wouldn’t see that I had noticed the tears that had filled her eyes yet again.
I moved quickly through our back yards, with my small overnight bag in my hand. The air was slightly chilly and my outfit really didn’t make it any better. On the plus side, when I got to the cabin my nipples would already be as pointed as they could be for Kelli, and that thought made me grin mischievously. I had to slow down some as I entered the wooded part of our parent’s property, but my better eyesight and other senses made it relatively easy to move unhindered through the lightly forested area. If I had not been a Neko then I probably would have missed it, but a short time after passing the tree line I noticed some light coming through the trees off to my right. I turned a bit so that I could pass that way and check it out, in case Kelli had some surprise planned or, worst case, someone else was on our property without permission.
I did my best to stay silent as I approached a very small clearing where the light I had noticed was coming from, and as I looked around a tree I saw Ali sitting in a lawn chair, reading a book. She seemed to know the moment I recognized her, and she looked up from her reading.
“Come on over Myka,” Ali said. “I thought you would get here a little bit sooner.”
I came out from the cover of the woods and joined her in the clearing, wondering what she was doing there. As I walked into the lighted area I watched as her eyes widened when she took in what I was wearing. It may have just been a trick of the light, but I could have sworn that she subtly licked her lips at that point, but I really couldn’t be sure.
“I must say, Myka, you certainly wear it well.”
“And I need to ask what it is you are doing here Ali,” I replied.
“Oh, Kelli asked me to meet you here before you went back further into the woods. I think I am part of your Valentine’s gift,” she said with a smirk.
“Umm, I don’t think that Kelli would…”
“Oh, no,” she interrupted with a bit of light laughter. “I’m not that kind of present. Here, I think you should just open this,”
Ali handed me a small present at that point that was wrapped in a deep maroon paper with white trim, and I eagerly tore the paper off and opened the box that was inside. I gasped as my eyes fell on a silver heart, just like my nipple piercings, complete with the encrusting of pink gems that they had. It wasn’t a nipple piercing though, and I realized that Kelli had purchased me a navel piercing to go with my other hearts, and I practically swooned at the thought that Kelli put into this gift. I was still a bit confused as to what Ali had to do with it, however, and I told her as such.
“Well Myka,” she replied mater of factly. “While I do work with mom and the rest of the Circle a lot, I had to cover part of my costs while I was in school. I worked in a tattoo and piercing parlor part time to help pay for everything, and I am here to place your new jewelry.”
“Really,” I exclaimed. “You can do that safely here, outdoors?”
“Of course I can,” she answered and pulled out a small container of Cassandra’s yellow paste that I remembered so well.
She then directed me to sit in a lawn lounge chair and to lay back and relax. She pulled out some gloves and sanitizer and began to clean her own hands and my belly where she would pierce it and she gave me a confident smile.
“Oh don’t worry yourself Myka. I was the best at the shop at piercing,” she said while laying out her equipment on a small table. “And with mom’s healing salve you won’t even know that it’s been done.”
“Yeah, I remember using that on my nipples and my butterfly tattoo the night before the party. It is pretty impressive stuff.”
“Yeah it is,” she replied. “I just wish that I was better at mixing potions and other magic draughts, but we work with what we have. So, anything new with you?”
“Well, I was talking with my moms before I came out here, and something strange happened while talking to them.”
“Oh? What was it?”
So I proceeded to tell her about some of the talk with my mom, and of the energy pulse when I hugged her. I described to her what I could now sense, and how I thought of it like seeing, but not really. I talked about how I could tell, just by concentrating, who each of the cords that connected to both of my moms belonged to. I even told her of how I had subtly manipulated the bonds between our moms and dads, and what the night had in store for them, though I felt that I needed to be really careful about this kind of thing going forward, because I sensed that I could tear bonds apart almost as easily as I could make them stronger.
“I can even see some cords coming from you, Ali,” I told her. “Though I will not touch them without your permission.”
“Thanks for that, and I think you are right to be cautious until you know better how to use this power. Though I think you will figure it out soon enough,” she replied and then picked up what looked like a medical clamp and a big needle.
“Umm, that is a really big needle. My nipples didn’t get one that big that I remember.”
“Actually, they are pretty much the same size. Now just breathe.”
She then grasped the upper portion of my navel with the clamp and tightened it down just enough to be uncomfortable and then lifted up and drove the needle through the raised portion of the skin. While it wasn’t terribly painful, it did hurt and I was not really thrilled about it. It hurt enough that I had to work really hard to keep from squirming in the chair. Then just as fast, Ali slid the post of the connector over the needle and through the hole she had made, and screwed the mounting closed and adjusted the piercing so that the heart directly covered all of the bellybutton.
“You know, this really kinda hurts,” I said. “Are you almost done?”
“Quit whining you baby,” Ali responded, and scooped out some of the yellow paste from the vial she had brought.
“Oh wow,” I exclaimed as she rubbed the paste over and into my new piercing. “I forgot how good that shit is.”
“I know, right?”
It had taken all of five seconds after Ali had rubbed Cassandra’s ointment into my skin around the piercing for the sting and the deeper pain to go away completely. I looked down and just like with my nipples and the tattoo, the yellow paste had healed the wound and it looked like I had had this piercing for years.
“Ok, that should be it,” Ali said, and started packing up her things to go. “So, you are right, that you could probably tear apart the bonds as easily as you could intensify them. You also don’t know what the long term effects of manipulation of these connections will be either.”
“God, I hadn’t thought about long term issues. What do you think could happen?”
“Well, since this is new to all of us, all I can say is that we will research what we know for anything that can help you. Best I can offer at the moment. As far as what could happen, just be aware that every decision you make effects the future and can change what is possible. I’m just saying you should start really small and be careful, and definitely don’t try to bring about world peace for now. That could end badly.”
I looked at her stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was kidding about that last part and we both broke out in laughter at the same moment. She was right about being careful and I decided right there to start small until I knew what I could do, and how to do it right.
“Anyway,” Ali said as she gave me a quick hug. “I have to jet, so go enjoy your night with your Valentine.”
And with that she grabbed her folding chairs and the bag of supplies she had brought and blew me a kiss. Then she made a gesture with her hand and spoke some words that I did not recognize, and I was surprised at the purple and orange glowing circle that appeared suddenly at her feet. The glow increased in intensity and the sigils in the circle started to spin around Ali for a couple of seconds and then with a flash, both she and the circle disappeared.
“Holy shit! That was bad ass,” I whispered after my eyes recovered from the bright flash.
I looked around at the ground for a little bit and could find no trace of the circle or any other magic that Ali had used, and I realized how useful that little spell she had cast would probably be. As cool as her magic had been, however, I turned and made my way as quickly as I could towards our cabin, because now I was starting to feel the ache in my core that only Kelli could fix. We had both looked forward to this night for quite some time and now it was just about time.
I slowed down as I approached yet another lighted area in the woods and I realized that the light was coming from the clearing that we had built the cabin in. I started to move as silently as I could, and I felt Kelli through the cords that I could now sense before I saw her. I was stunned at the sheer power I could see coming through the connection that we shared with each other, and I realized that even our parents did not have a connection this strong. This shocked me a little bit, because our parents had had decades of time to develop their loving relationships, and Kelli and I had only a short time as lovers under our belts. I speculated that perhaps our long sisterly relationship over the years contributed to our strengthened connection, but I realized that it could just as easily have been the magic that was binding us ever tighter together. It didn’t matter, though, because I knew without a doubt that we loved each other more than life itself.
I crept forward slowly and silently, just like a cat on the hunt, careful of where I was placing each step. I moved quietly to a vantage point that allowed me to see the clearing and our cabin unobstructed and what I saw took my breath away. A small fire was crackling warmly in the center of the clearing, and off to the side I saw the old and worn structure we called our cabin. It had what appeared to be a thick poufy bed, covered in white sheets with rose petals strewn liberally over its surface, and small logs on end and some flat rocks held a countless number of candles that spread a warm glow over every surface. And then my eyes fell on Kelli, sitting there on a small stool with her legs crossed seductively.
I will say it again and again, and I will always be right when I do, that she was absolutely gorgeous. She was in a deep red corset that lifted and squeezed her medium sized breasts until they looked like they were going to pop out from the strain. She wore a matching lace thong panty, and both pieces were trimmed with silver and white. Her alabaster skin shone in the light of the candles and the fire, and she was humming something softly while using her long graceful fingers to comb through her thick red curls. I don’t think she knew I was there at that moment and so I just let my eyes drink in the sight of my love, my life, glowing with more than just the light of the flames surrounding her. Thinking of that moment, still brings a smile to my face and a burning heat to my loins, even today.
After a few minutes of staring I decided that I would let her know I was there, but I suddenly got an idea in my head and I smiled wickedly. I took a moment to focus again on the bond that I could see between Kelli and I and I realized that without any manipulation what so ever, I could send her the feeling of my love and my lust for her at that moment. I reached out carefully to the cord and opened up what I was feeling and let it pulse strongly over the connection. The effect was instantaneous and it caused Kelli to gasp, and she jerked like she had been hit by lightning. One of her hands shot up to cover her heart, and the other fell just as quickly to her barely covered pussy, and I got so very hot knowing that I inspired that kind of intensity of feeling in her.
I came out of the shadows at that point and slowly made my way into the clearing, and as I did Kelli stood and gasped, again covering her mouth with both hands, as she took in my scarcely covered body. I could see her eyes rove over every inch of my tanned skin, pausing for extra seconds on my breasts and navel. Seeing me wearing her Valentine’s gift put a smirk on her face and she nodded approvingly.
“I see you ran into Ali then,” she said, and I giggled at her sly comment.
“Oh yeah, I ran into her alright. She seemed to have something of mine that I was not aware that I actually had.”
It was Kelli’s turn to giggle and she crooked her finger to call me over to her, and I went without any further hesitation, both of us eager to be in the other’s arms. I dropped my bag as I neared her lithe form and embraced her in a heated and passionate kiss, our tongues violently dueling for mastery over the other. The feel of her hands as she ran them up my back, and the silky smoothness as I moved my hands through her hair, and the ever increasing scent of our combined arousal was intoxicating. We kissed, and fondled, and gasped, and giggled as we continued to explore each other’s body yet again, and even though this was not new territory for either of us, it was new enough that we were like little children cut loose in a toy store. After a few minutes I gently pulled away, reluctantly of course, and gave Kelli a sly smile as I bent over and pulled a box out of my bag and handed it to her.
“Thank you so much for my lovely gift,” I said as I handed her the box while fingering the new piercing in my belly. “This one, though, is for you.”
Kelli smiled, and then eagerly tore off the festive wrapping and tossed it in the fire so we wouldn’t have to carry it out, and then her eyes widened as she opened the box and saw what was inside. I took a seat on her stool at that moment and sat straight, with my breasts thrust outward for her benefit, and I smiled as her eyes twinkled when she removed the anklet from the cushion.
“It’s lovely, and it’s just like yours,” she said as she gestured to my ankle.
“Not exactly like mine,” I replied. “My charms remind me of you, and I hope these remind you of me.”
“Oh, there isn’t much that doesn’t remind me of you anymore,” she whispered as she moved in close behind me.
I then felt her hand gently caress my shoulders and the back of my neck, and it sent delicious shivers down my spine. I then felt her hot breath on my neck as she kissed me softly, slowly moving up my jaw line and moving in behind my ear, planting these gentle kisses every so often. Then she paused at my ear and her whisper caused me to start dripping with desire.
“Now, I think that someone needs to help me put this gift on.”
And with that she gave my earlobe a playful little lick and raised her leg over my shoulder and placed the bottom part of her calf between my breasts while handing me her anklet over my other shoulder. There are some things that are just mind blowingly sexy, and the way Kelli had her leg resting on my shoulder waiting for me to place the jewelry that she had just handed back to me about short circuited my brain. Lucky for her I was able to keep a small measure of control.
I moaned softly as I rested my head against her thigh and I slowly ran my hand from her toes to her knee, making her shiver in anticipation. I planted gentle kisses up the inside of her calf, punctuating each one with a soft lick of my tongue, and when I made it to the inside of her thigh I used my sharpened teeth to bite down just enough to let her know I was there. I heard her gasp in surprise, and the feel that I was sensing over the bond let me know that she had just experienced a mini-orgasm, which made me grin at the effect that I had on her. I was eager, however, to move things along so I opened the screw lock clasp on the anklet and closed it around her, sealing the lock with a final kiss. It might have been just a trick of the eye and the firelight, but I could have sworn that the clasp and the anklet itself had flashed with light for just a very brief moment.
Kelli removed her leg from over my shoulder and I took the opportunity to stand up and turn around and gaze at her for another long moment, letting my eyes drink in her fiery hair and her long slender form. Then I tip-toed up and kissed her with all of the passion of a longtime lover and partner, putting all of my feelings into this one kiss, pulsing my love along the bond so that she could never mistake that what I felt for her was anything other than absolute devotion. The feeling was so intense that it caused us both to moan desperately into each other’s mouth, and to hold tight to the other like we couldn’t let go.
“Oh god, WOW! What the hell was that Myka,” Kelli gasped after we split apart.
“Well, I will explain in much more detail later, but I can see bonds of love between people now and can affect the feelings that move across them, so that was why that was so intense. I also used it a bit earlier to make sure that our parents also have a really good night”
“Ok then. Just, be careful with that. I don’t think either of us need a new brother right now,” Kelli giggled.
Her comment sent us both into a short fit of laughter and then more touching, and more kissing. I reached up and undid the bow that kept the top of my sheer camisole closed and let it fall open, completely exposing my pert breasts with their stiff and hyper sensitive nipples, and I watched as Kelli licked her lips in anticipation. I gave a short little shrug and let the cami fall to the ground and I stepped back into her arms to hungrily claim more of her lips. While we were again letting our tongues become acquainted with one another, I reached up and began to unlace the silvery ties that held Kelli’s lacy corset closed while she unclasped my shelf bra. With just a few more shrugs and some shifting movements the remainder of our tops fell away to be forgotten for a while, and we stood together, breast to breast, letting the blazing heat of our completely aroused bodies soak into each other.
I used my hands to gently knead Kelli’s gorgeous mounds, which caused her to tilt her head back and moan in pleasure, and I decided to kick it up a notch and I pulled one of her nipples into my scorching mouth while I gently pinched and rolled the other. I almost had to hold Kelli up, because her knees had become so weak, and I spent several minutes worshiping her wonderful breasts, moving my mouth and hand back and forth one to the other. After another minute or two I let my self drop slowly as I kissed my way down her chest and belly until I was on my knees, reaching out to slide the lacy scrap of a thong down her legs so that I could access her dripping pussy. I hadn’t even gotten the thong off of her before I gave in to the desire, and I gently licked her soaked labia from bottom to top, flicking my tongue over her throbbing clit.
“Oh my god,” Kelli cried as she shuddered with another mini-orgasm. “Stand up though, it’s not time yet.”
I grinned mischievously and complied with her request, kissing her deeply so that she could get a taste of her tangy sweetness from my mouth, causing her to moan yet again. I didn’t notice that she kept enough control while I did this to untie the bows that kept my panties up, and within moments we were both naked, except for my garters, which was kind of hot in and of itself, with both of us panting with pent up desire. Kelli then took my hand and backed up to one of the trees at the edge of the clearing and leaned her back against it, pulling me so that my back was pressed against her delicious breasts. She then started to kiss my neck and reached one of her hands around my hips to start stroking my aching pussy, while using her other hand to place one of mine at her still soaked core.
“Together, my love, together,” she whispered in my ear. “Can you do that for me?”
“Mmm hmm,” I whimpered, because I couldn’t really speak at that moment.
And together we started playing with each other’s hungry sex. Kelli used the first moments to spread my copious fluids around the outside of my labia, causing the burning heat I was feeling to blaze even hotter, and then when she sensed that I couldn’t take much more she began thrusting two of her fingers in and out of my sopping channel. I had already put enough of Kelli’s fluids in the right places, so I was able to immediately use my first two fingers to plunge in and out, while using my thumb to strum her engorged clit. Her palm was doing much the same for my clit while we continued thrusting our fingers into and out of each other, and I could feel over the bond that we were both close.
I used a slight touch of manipulation at that point to make sure that neither of us would come before the other and I even delayed both orgasms for a few seconds so that the intensity would be just that much sweeter. The forest around us was filled with the squelching sounds of two soaked pussies being mercilessly plundered and our gasps and moans filled up the rest of the evening air. Kelli was nearly biting my shoulder hard enough to draw blood, while gasping for breath, and my meowing moans were becoming longer and higher pitched. Closer and closer we came, until we held just at the line before toppling over into the mind numbing bliss of a mutual orgasm.
Kelli and I both cried out as we came together, the flood of endorphins and the exertion of our muscles causing us to sink to the ground to rest in the blissful afterglow of our first full orgasm of the night, because you really can’t have Valentine’s Day with only one orgasm. We sat there at the edge of our clearing, our juices steadily leaking out from between our labia to run down the clefts of our asses. It was glorious, it was fantastic, it was pure bliss. Kelli held me for long minutes as we were able to get our breathing under control, and I stroked her legs which she had enveloped me in.
“Promise me we will do that again sometime,” I gasped in a satiated whisper.
“Oh sweetie,” Kelli replied. “There is so much more that we have to do tonight. In fact, I don’t think we will make it back until well past noon tomorrow. Does that sound good to you?”
It sounded wonderful to me, and I let her know I was all for that. I shifted a bit so I could turn my head and kiss her gently while my tail moved under her leg and gently caressed her back. It was the perfect end to a blissful moment, but I was already feeling the heat building in my core, and I was looking forward to round two. Just as I started having those feelings, Kelli pushed me gently from behind and got us both on our feet, and she led me by the hand again until we were at the edge of the small pond that made up one side of the clearing. I noticed that on one of the flat rocks near one end, Kelli had placed some scented soaps and a couple of wash cloths for us to use. Clearly she meant for us to go into the small pond, but I was hesitant because even though the air was still somewhat comfortable this evening, the water would be damned cold.
Sensing my trepidation, Kelli kissed me on the cheek and whispered to me, “Its ok. I asked Ali if she could do some magic and for the next twelve hours or so, this clearing will feel like it’s the end of summer. So come on.”
And with that, Kelli pulled me into the pond and walked us both over to the bathing area she had set up. Now when I said that it was a small pond I really meant it. The water level, even at its deepest point, was only around two and a half feet, which put it at just below where the curve of our ass cheeks met our legs. Still, as promised, the magically altered water was as warm as late summer, and when Kelli began to use a wash cloth to clean my body I was nearly overloaded with the sheer eroticism of the moment. She used lavender soap to clean between my legs, and asked the same of me, which I did without hesitation. We then washed each other’s bodies from neck to knees, taking our time and taking the opportunity to touch, to feel, and to worship the other’s form.
We kissed and kissed and kissed while we bathed, and each movement that we made became a further tease that just amplified the heat between us. Taking the time, in this sylvan setting, to clean and caress every last part of our lover’s body was an extraordinarily special bonding moment, of which Kelli and I have had many of. This moment, however, stands out in the top five that I can remember even now. It was absolutely that important to both of us. All too soon, though, we had finished and had retreated to the shore to dry each other off before moving to the rose petal covered bed that Kelli had made up. Once there she asked me to lay down on my belly, and she knelt to the side and picked up a bottle of oil that she had hidden there.
“Relax my love, and let me take care of you right now,” Kelli whispered to me again, and I laid there eagerly awaiting my lover’s touch.
She began with my back, rubbing the strawberry scented oil into the muscles there, pushing and stretching them until they were relaxed and smooth. Her hands ran up and down my back, fingers playing over the ribs, and her hands working the stiffness out of my neck that I didn’t even know that I had. She smoothed the deliciously wonderful oil over my arms and hands, and then moved to massage more into my ass and my legs. I quivered every time her delicate fingers brushed between my cheeks and made contact with my very sensitive anus, and every now and again she made me moan by pressing just the tip of a finger through my little pucker and wiggling it around.
Kelli then had me turn over and gave my front the same treatment as the back, except this time she straddled my hips with her own as she massaged the slick fluid into my breasts. It took a bit longer to get my front finished as she kept pausing to kiss me in a hungry and desperate manner, but eventually she stretched out next to my glistening body, and began to let her fingers play over my waiting pussy. Kelli was becoming a master at knowing my cues and my tells, and she played me like a virtuoso musician, bringing me to heights that even eagles couldn’t imagine. In a matter of minutes I had come perhaps four times, my body shaking and shuddering with each successive orgasm. But I wanted more, god how I wanted more.
“Kelli, I love you more than life itself, and I love what you are doing to me right now, but I really need you to fuck me,” I practically growled.
Kelli grinned a bit before answering, “I thought that was what I was doing.”
“Oh, you are making me come, and often, but I want you to be harder. Not brutal, but you should not be gentle anymore. In fact, do you have a toy in that bag you brought that you can use?”
“I think I might at that,” Kelli giggled and paused long enough to dig through her bag, eventually bringing out a large and thick purple vibrator. “Will this do?”
I bit my lip and nodded while whimpering, excited for Kelli to start thrusting that piece of plastic and metal inside my moist pussy, hoping that she would run me ragged and wring me out with it. I was not disappointed.
She began by letting it vibrate over my clit, causing a near painful ache to settle into my core, before moving the length between my labia, twisting and turning it so that it was well lubricated with her oil and my own juices. Then without warning she plunged the smooth purple wand deep into my waiting channel and slowly swirled it around so that the vibrations hit every surface of my quivering passage. Then, as I requested, Kelli began a steady thrusting of the vibrator, in and out, over and over. She picked up speed, and as she thrust she used her other hand to flick and thrum my pulsating clit. I was in heaven, my mind had drifted away into other worlds and I was not sure that I wanted to come back. I gave into the power that I let her have over me and began thrusting my hips in time with her movements, causing the sensations I was feeling to multiply and intensify, but I wanted more.
“Get up here, on top of me please,” I gasped, barely able to speak. “I need to taste you. Don’t stop what you’re doing. Please…”
Without missing a beat, Kelli complied with my request, not saying anything. She just continued to pound that vibrating dildo into me as hard and fast as she could go, while turning her body around and swinging her leg over my head, settling back so that her gorgeous ass and pussy were right above my lips. I wasted no time and I grabbed her thighs with all of the strength I could muster, and I lifted my head up and jammed my tongue as deep into her core as I could push it. I felt her buck a little and she groaned out my name, but she never broke stride, not once.
I swirled my tongue, which was now deep in her pussy, around and around, savoring the sweet nectar that spilled over and was running down my face in rivers. After a short while of this I pulled my tongue out and latched my mouth over her labia and began to greedily suck Kelli’s fluids into my mouth while using my tongue to lick up and down her slit and massaging her thighs so I didn’t grip them too tight. And while I was at this, Kelli kept hammering the vibrator in and out, in and out. I had lost track of how many times I had come from her pounding, but it had been at least five or six small orgasms that seemed to build on each other, but I was coming close to experiencing one of the biggest ones yet.
“Keep going, I’m so damn close,” I gasped, as I paused what I was doing just long enough to let Kelli know where I was.
“You asked for it,” she cried out in reply as I finally pulled her clit into my mouth and began to suck like a starving baby.
Suddenly I froze in shock for a moment, because Kelli had removed the vibrating dildo from my needy pussy and in the brief moment that I was about to complain she had moved it to the puckered entrance of my anus and shoved it in as far as it could safely go while she lowered her mouth to the wet mess of a pussy that she had created and did her damnedest to clean it with her tongue. I went rigid in shock and pleasure and I was barely able to contain my cry, but I was lucid enough that I gave her back a taste of what she had just done to me. I pumped the middle finger of my hand into her pussy to get it slick then I jammed it into her waiting ass and started to wiggle it around, and Kelli went as rigid as I was at my intrusion.
Both of us, laid out on top of each other in the cabin bed, trembling with aching and longing, both knowing that we were about to come together in a climax so incredible that we might not survive it, and we didn’t care. On we pushed, thrust, licked and moaned until the burning heat in our cores pushed past the point of no return. The moment I felt my climax about to cross over into its peak I again opened my mouth and bit down on Kelli’s mons and her outer labia, not enough to break skin, but enough to sting, and that toppled her over the edge into our shared bliss. Kelli screamed out to whatever gods could hear her and might decide to take notice, while my second meowing scream shattered the night and most likely scared away any prey animals that had dared to venture close. And then we laid there in the sixty nine position for what seemed like hours, because neither of us was able to move, let alone be coherent enough to act.
Finally, with a sigh that was part groan, Kelli rolled over and off of me and just laid to the side. She left her leg to rest on top of my body, and she began gently using her foot to idly play with one of my breasts, while I gently stroked her other thigh with my hand. We stayed like that for some time, content to just listen to each other breathe, and to be together. There was no need for words at that moment, just blissful contentment.
“God Myka, just when I thought we couldn’t get any better together,” Kelli whispered as she squeezed my leg to let me know in yet another way that she loved me.
“I know, right,” I replied. “We just keep getting more and more amazing together. Do you think we were loud enough that our parent’s heard us?”
Kelli giggled at that and then replied, “Probably not, but even if we were what you told me you did for them probably means that they could be way too busy themselves to notice it right now.”
We both laughed at this, finding it somewhat hilarious that our parents could be doing the very same things as we were right now, and might even be as unaware of the rest of the world as we were. I shifted then, and moved around so that I could take Kelli in my arms and let her lay her head on my chest so that I could be closer to her. She cuddled into my lithe form and began playing with one of my nipple rings, and while we rested and recovered from our exertions we talked for what seemed like hours.
I described to her what it was like to “see” the cords and connections of love that I had begun to see between us and our parents, and even Ali. I answered her questions about it as best I could, and we both tried to think of ways to practice using this new found ability in such a way that it would be less dangerous to us and those around us. We discussed what we were thinking needed to be done to open the box that we left at home, in order to finalize the bond between us, and what would happen on the off chance that we couldn’t figure it out. And we talked about our love, and what we hoped for the future, no matter what the future was. We also made love to each other again and again. Sometimes frantic and heated, other times slow and burning, but always filled with nothing but our love for each other.
“You know, I wasn’t so sure I would like you biting me when we have sex,” Kelli said after our latest round of love making.
“Oh,” I replied. “I can stop if you don’t like it, but you always seem to come really hard when I do.”
Kelli giggled at that and said, “Yeah, I do. I was nervous about it at first, but you always seem to know when I want it, and that is the only time you do it. And yes, I come really hard when you do.”
“I will keep my teeth in check then,” I grinned in response. “Unless I think you really want it, but I will hold back until it is a surprise.”
“And what do you want from us Myka,” she asked. “Sexually, I mean.”
And as I looked in her eyes, wondering where this request had come from, I saw an earnest desire to know what I really wanted, to know what she could give me. The question caught me off guard, because I had never been asked this before. I mean, who ever talks this frankly with their partner about sex, and what kind of sex they want. I will tell you all now, that this talk Kelli and I had, and others we have had since, have been the best thing for our relationship. When you know what someone really wants and you can do your very best to give it to them, my power to manipulate loving bonds is not needed at all. At this moment Kelli and I were forcing each other to think about what we wanted from the other, and what we could do to give back in return, each of us focusing only on the desires of our partner, and I watched new and stronger cords attach themselves between Kelli and me.
“Well, I would kind of like it, I think, if you would take charge more. Like you have tonight. I don’t want you to ever be rough with me, but you don’t always have to be gentle, you know.”
“So I can pinch your nipples,” Kelli giggled. “And spank you when you are naughty?”
I practically moaned when she asked about my nipples, and I emphatically told her that pinching was definitely ok. I even went so far as to suggest that the occasional bite or two would have my nipples humming with pleasure as well. As far as spankings go, I had never really thought about it, but the thought of Kelli bringing her hand down on my ass when I had done something oh so bad sent a zing through my body and caused my well used pussy to dampen a bit again.
“The thought of you spanking me, I will admit is intriguing,” I answered. “And I can say that it is making me a little wet, but I am not sure. Can we take it slow on that one?”
Kelli leaned over and kissed me then and answered, “We will not do anything with each other that makes either of us uncomfortable for any reason. Are we clear on that?”
I nodded yes, surprised at the stern and commanding tone in Kelli’s voice.
“What we do together needs to be ok with both of us or our relationship will tear itself apart. I had a friend in class last year that this happened to and it was pretty ugly, and really sad. I will not let that happen to us.”
“God, I love you so much,” I nearly cried, and smothered her with kiss after kiss.
“I love you too sweetie, however,” and Kelli said this with a mischievous glint in her eye. “There is one more thing we are going to do tonight before we should probably try and get a little bit of sleep.”
Kelli rolled away from me after she had said this and reached over to grab some more things from her bag, and when she turned back my eyes nearly shot from my head. My jaw hitting the floor reaction caused Kelli to laugh mirthfully and she gave me a sly wink just because she could. In her hands she was holding the biggest damned dildo I had ever seen. The thing was a monster, nearly two feet in length, and sporting two penis shaped sides, one for each of us. There was a disc at the middle point of the toy that would prevent it from going too far into either one of us, but still, ten inches plus about two and a half of girth seemed like an awful lot to try and take at one time. Kelli tried to reassure me then, after she sensed my nervousness at the sight of what I now call the WMD (Weapon of Muff Destruction. Stupid, but it still makes me giggle).
“It’s ok sweetie, we can try another time if you don’t want to now,” Kelli whispered softly to me, letting me know that she was ok with waiting or never.
“Umm,” I tried to reply, and had to gather my thoughts for a moment. “We can try, if you want. I have never seen something so unbelievably huge so I’m kinda nervous. Will you go slowly please?”
“Oh god, yes sweetie. I would never just ram you full with this thing. We will take it as slowly as both of us need.”
And with that Kelli started to smear one side of the massive two sided cock toy with some lube she had brought for just this purpose. I watched her sensuously move her hands up and down the shaft of the grey rubber, and then I realized that I was holding my breath as she leaned back and started by inserting just the tip into her waiting pussy. I reached forward and began to caress her thighs as she moved the toy in and out of her labia, taking the time to help make sure that she was good and wet, and as stretched as she could be. I moved in behind her to support her back as she continued to stroke the gigantic toy in and out of her channel, going deeper and deeper with each plunge. I helped her relax by kissing her neck, and nibbling on her jaw line as I kneaded both of her breasts gently, and her moans as she continued to work told me that it was probably very enjoyable for her.
Deeper and deeper she continued to thrust, and she shuddered with orgasmic bliss when she had the toy inserted about three fourths of the way in. I continued to nuzzle and fondle Kelli, helping to extend the orgasm out as long as possible, because clearly she was feeling really good by now. I thought that she would continue as she had been, but apparently Kelli had other ideas, and after her most recent climax had passed she gripped the dildo with both hands. After giving three short bouncing thrusts to prepare herself she shoved the rest of the lengthy toy into her quivering pussy until it bottomed out at the disc portion in the middle and could not go any further, and the moan of ecstasy that came from her lips made me shudder in surprise and anticipation.
“Oh dear god, Myka,” Kelli cried out. “You have to feel this! God I feel so damn full.”
“Ok, give me a minute to get my side ready,” I responded, licking my lips at the way her face displayed the obvious pleasure she was feeling right then.
“Yes, yes. But hurry please.”
So I grabbed the lube that she brought and began to prepare my side of this monster shaft. Kelli grunted and moaned as my hands moving up and down my side of the cock caused the shaft that was seated in her to move against the walls of her core, and probably to tap against her cervix. I could have sworn that just applying the lube to the toy caused her to come again, and that made me grin. Once I had my side of the dildo as slick as I could, Kelli leaned back and I maneuvered my pussy, which was again dripping wet, to line up with the head of the artificial cock. I used my hand to bend the slightly flexible rubber until I felt the head push past my labia and into the tight confines of my channel.
Once I had the head of the massive toy inside me, I began rocking my hips to cause my side of the cock to spread its lube and my juices so that it would slide further in much easier. Then I began hitching forward bit by bit, Kelli crying out in moans of pleasure each time I pushed forward. I took it slow, moving my legs so that Kelli and I would form a seated scissor position once I had bottomed out, that way we would be breast to breast and could hold each other tightly while using our hips for stimulation. For what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes, I inched forward little by little, and in a bit of a surprise I felt the tip of the dildo tap something deep inside of my body. When I looked down I saw that both Kelli and I were now pussy to pussy, as close as the center disc allowed us to be, and I shifted my legs and grabbed her in a tight embrace and kissed her as deeply as I could.
The sudden movement caused the large dildo to move around inside of both of us, and we both moaned loudly into the kiss. Kelli had opened her eyes and we were now staring deep into each other’s souls as she began to rock her hips in a back and forth movement, while I chose to make my movements more circular. I could feel the absolute fullness in my stuffed pussy, and with each of our movements I was feeling the head of the cock rubbing against my deepest parts, and I could feel the climax of orgasm building swiftly. We held on to each other so that we did not get pushed away from the other’s body, and as we moved we kissed, letting our tongues have free reign to tangle and wrestle with the other.
We moved and gyrated, thrusting our hips in wild abandon, letting the desperate need we both had to bring pleasure to the other guide our actions. Kelli and I both grunted and moaned out the first mutual orgasm together, both of us feeling the trembling body of our lover as it shook in the throes of climax, yet we kept moving together, intensifying our pace. The disc in the center of the toy had an unexpected yet pleasant effect, in that it caused a delicious friction on each of our greedy clits, further heightening the intensity and pleasure of our strange dance. The squelching sounds of soaked pussy again filled the surrounding woods, and our breathing and moaning became ever more frantic.
Within a minute of the first, Kelli and I were launched over the edge into another more intense climax, causing her to cry out loudly in what sounded like both pleasure and pain. The only sounds I was capable of making at the moment were unintelligible, but still we continued to thrust and gyrate against each other, our frenzied need increasing yet again. My muscles began to ache with a divine yet painful throb as we both pushed past orgasms three and four, and I noticed a slight bit of drool starting to leak out of Kelli’s mouth and her eyes had begun to roll back into her head.
In that moment I knew we should probably stop, but a need so desperately primal had gripped us both and I realized I needed to do something more. I used up all of the will power that I possessed in that instant to look at the bond between Kelli and me, and I shied away from manipulating it for fear of doing some sort of damage to what we felt for each other, but my power seemed to demand something be done. I looked briefly at the bond again, and in my mind I almost asked my power what I should do, and as I did this the light of understanding bloomed full in my mind. I took ahold of the bond as Kelli and I continued to rut with each other, because that is what we were doing; rutting. Once I had a grip on the bond between us I altered it just enough to let Kelli feel everything that I was feeling in that moment, and I began feeling everything from her as well.
It was like someone had begun playing a majestic series of chords from an organ, each note not significant enough by itself to cause such intensity, but combined together, the notes able to blast the audience with volume and sheer power that could shake the very foundations of the Earth. That is what we felt together, and Kelli’s eyes shot open as she realized what I had done and both of us were pulled into a climax so grand and powerful we could not even make a sound. We held each other tight and our bodies trembled uncontrollably in mutual bliss. Each orgasm we experienced caused shivers and trembling that pushed us into yet another climax. On and on, for nearly ten minutes, we did nothing but hold tightly to each other as our bodies went into orgasmic overload.
I had, at this point, my right hand over Kelli’s left breast, and I was doing my best not to allow the quivers and contractions I was feeling to cause me to grip her there too tightly, but try as I might, I could not remove my hand and place it somewhere else. The sympathetic vibrations of our trembling and the multiple orgasms it was causing became nearly overwhelming, and in that instant I felt a sharp burning sensation in the hand that was on her breast and the strongest climax of the night hit at that moment. We both threw back our heads in a screaming shout of pure uncontrollable bliss and the burning in my hand intensified to an almost painful level. But within seconds of that final climax beginning, it ended, and the burning pain with it, and Kelli and I slumped together able to do nothing for long minutes but breathe.
Eventually we fell back from each other, our terribly Pervert Exploitd pussies still flowing, our juices running down our thighs like open faucets and staining the sheets below us. It took more time than I could figure for us to be able to move, but eventually we managed to slide away from each other, the squelching slurp of the dildo sliding out of our spent bodies mixing with the sounds of our still labored breathing. Eventually I was able to move the used toy to the bottom of the bed and I pulled Kelli up with me and pulled her into a tender and sleepy embrace, as I kissed her forehead to let her know she was safe in my arms. She mumbled something I couldn’t understand as I snuggled into her chest, my arms wrapped around her possessively, and we both fell into slumber to the soft rumbling of my contented purring.
When I opened my eyes I was running through that forested wood of my nightmare once again. The same dampness in the air, the branches hitting my face and my naked body. I even looked down and could see the blood dripping from a cut on my hand, even with the low light that was barely making it through the canopy of trees. I recognized the feel of the damp earth on my feet, and the chill that sinks right to the bone. It was all the same, including my horribly intense fear of what was happening to Kelli at that moment. What was not as familiar, however, was the anger I was feeling that was bubbling just below the surface of my raw emotions.
I had never been this terribly angry before and in many ways the feeling was driving me forward faster than I remembered. I was near the clearing with the standing stone, and I was shocked to feel that whoever I met in that clearing stood a very good chance at getting torn apart, as I was prepared to lay into anyone who crossed my path.
I rested my hand against the stone as I came into the small clearing, and just like in my previous dream, my blood caused ancient glyphs and runes to glow with that damned sickly green light. I heard her this time, and I whipped around and looked intently at the hidden face of one of my fellow Neko, and my enslaver. Like before, she was in shadow and I could not make out her identity, but I did not wait for her to speak this time. I sprang forward, ready to pull her apart for what she had done to me, or really what she was planning to do to me and Kelli, and through the strange bond that in my previous dream sickened me as it tried to exert control I felt surprise this time, and a touch of fear. Behind the Neko that I was about to beat to a pulp, I noticed a figure in the dream that I had not seen in my previous experience.
She was taller than me, or the other Neko, and her body and face were shrouded in a strange looking green cloak with the hood pulled up. It was clear, however, that from the opening in the front of the cloak that she was completely naked underneath. Everything seemed to slow down at that point and I saw the hooded figure reach into her cloak as a burst of anger flowed through that strange bond, and as she removed her hand from within her coverings she cast some dark substance into the air between us, and I again knew a deep seated fear. It was short lived, however, as in that moment the dream faded around me and I opened my eyes to see Kelli sleeping there next to me in our cabin, cradled in my arms.
I stood up carefully, so as not to wake her, and stretched my body to help relieve the aches that I should be feeling but wasn’t. I looked around then, and noticed that the colors there in the forest were off, and washed out a bit, even for me given my cat like night vision. I also heard no animal sounds, nor felt the movement of a breeze that should have been ever present in this wood. I realized in a moment that almost caused me to panic that I was still asleep, still dreaming. Upon realizing this I noticed what looked like a small fire off into the trees on the other side of our pond, and I began to make my way over to see if something or someone was keeping me in the dream.
I rounded the pond and moved quietly through the trees, being as silent as I possibly could. I did not want to give who or what ever this was the slightest advantage. I continued forward like I had when I was sneaking up on Ali earlier in the day, and when I quietly looked around the stand of trees I saw an old woman, dressed in a strange looking cloth that had the appearance of patchwork. She had a worn shawl that covered her shoulders and her long white hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail. She was staring intently at something on a large log that was lying on the ground in front of where she was sitting, and after a moment I realized she was looking at a pattern of dealt tarot cards.
The crackle of her small fire illuminated her tired and gaunt features, and I could see in her face the kind of age and wisdom that is garnered over the course of centuries, not years. She placed yet another card and mumbled something to herself before gathering up all of the cards and shuffling them back into the small deck. She then reached into a small pouch at her belt and tossed a pinch of something that was inside into the fire, causing it to flare and burn a bright blue for a moment.
Then, without even looking up she addressed me and said, “Come here child, and have a seat. We have much to discuss and time is a fleeting and fickle mistress.”
She looked up and stared right at the spot I was hidden, and for the briefest of moments I felt as if my entire soul was laid bare before her eyes. To tell the truth, she frightened me in ways that I have never been frightened before, and not in ways I can explain either, but in that brief moment, I also knew without a doubt that she was someone I could trust with absolutely anything, including my life. Feeling this, I stepped out from behind the stand of trees I was in and made my way to her merry fire, not caring about my nudity, and took a seat so that we could talk.
“Who are you, and why are you in my dreams,” I asked, curious to know this strange woman.
“I am Millicent, my child, and senior member of the Circle. I was told of your coming and your plight by both Cassandra and Aliara.”
“You? You are Millicent? Cassandra and Ali said that you know more about dreams than anyone.”
“I do have certain skills with dreams, yes,” she replied and her aged hands began shuffling her deck of cards with a speed and skill unexpected of someone so old.
“Will you tell me if the dream that I have had twice now is a warning, or just a nightmare,” I eagerly asked and then cast my eyes to the ground when she turned her eyes on me with a stern glare.
“It is dangerous, young one, to try and know the exact path you should walk, either through dreams or through other means,” she said and indicated her cards.
“I am sorry Miss Millicent, I did not mean to overstep myself,” I whispered, and I bowed my head in submission to her, my conscious mind wondering why my subconscious offered so much respect to her.
Her eyes seemed to soften at that point and she reached out and raised my chin with one of her wrinkled hands and she leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the forehead, and I felt a new bond of love form between us. It was obviously not a romantic bond, and its feel was that of a wise old grandmother and her granddaughter, and with a light laugh she poured some liquid from a pot that I hadn’t noticed sitting over the fire.
“Here, child, have a spot of tea and I will give you instruction where I can, to prepare you for the challenges that lie in your path.”
“Thank you Nana. Is it ok that I call you Nana,” I asked, and she nodded that I could, and as I drank the tea she offered me I felt a warmth and comfort that nearly made me weep with joy. “I only ask because you remind me so much of my Nana.”
“You are such a gentle soul, and are both perfectly suited and unsuited for what lies ahead, but what will be will be. And I am sorry for seeming to be gruff with you a moment ago, however I know what terrible things can occur when one knows too much of their own path. I said I would give you some instruction and help. It will be merely hints, but that is all that is safe to know right now. Do you agree to this?”
“Yes Nana, I agree,” I answered, knowing I could trust her implicitly. “Tell me what you will, and Kelli and I will make our own way from there.”
She smiled at my mention of Kelli and said, “It is good you include your mate, your other half, because walking your path with someone at your side is always more bearable. It makes my heart sing to know you feel this way about each other.”
I blushed a bit at her compliment, yet I was sad that Kelli was not awake here to see this as well, until I remembered that I was still in my dream and that she probably could not be here.
“Now child, I give unto you a boon of knowledge, to be used with both care and wisdom,” and with these words she began again to deal from her cards.
It might have been my imagination, or perhaps it was a property of the dream world we were in, but I could have sworn that every time she turned another card her fire burned a little brighter and a little hotter. Either way, though, I was entranced as she continued and listened intently to what she had to say.
“You must beware child of the Betrayer and the Puppet Master, for they seek to unmake that which was foretold. I am somewhat frightened of the Betrayer, dear one, for their magic conceals even the smallest detail of who they are and what they can do. It has taken all of my power to know that they exist and to see hints of their purpose.”
I nodded to Millicent, letting her know that she could continue, but her words and her tone did frighten me some and it must have been plain on my face.
“Do your best to worry not, child, for what will come will come in its time,” she counseled me and I felt some small comfort in her words. “I can warn you, though, to give no heed to the Puppet Master, as I have seen that everything that spews from his lips is naught but lies. Beware, however, for the Puppet Master will weave just enough truth into his sayings that it will be difficult to separate actual truth from falsehood, which is one of the powers given to him by the Betrayer.”
“How will I know the difference, Nana,” I asked and I purred in contentment as she caressed my cheek with her hand and smiled at me.
“That is a very good question, young one, and the only answer I can give is to follow your heart, because a heart as pure as yours will guide you to actual truth if you let it.”
I leaned in more to her hand and took comfort in her touch and I let her continue with her instruction. Millicent then dealt out four more cards and studied them for a few moments before speaking again.
“The ultimate purpose of the Betrayer is to destroy the Vessel and the Sleeper and to take the power released by this vile act for their own. What the consequences would be should this happen, I cannot see, however, I know that it would be catastrophic for both magical and non-magical persons alike, and I can sense that few would wish to survive the changes that would occur.”
I felt like a molten weight had settled in the pit of my stomach as she spoke these final words, and I shuddered as she gathered up her cards and hid them away in her robe. While I could feel the comfort radiating from her and from our newly formed bond, I was almost sick to my stomach at what she had spoken. Again, Millicent could see the feelings I had in my eyes and she leaned in again to kiss me once more.
“Child, I feel it in my soul that if anyone can thwart the Betrayer, and cause the Vessel and the Sleeper to triumph it is you and your mate. I sense the greatness and nobility in your souls, and all of the sisters in the Circle will stand with you both against the tide of this approaching darkness.”
“Thank you Nana,” I replied, and I finished off the tea she had given me and I let its warmth continue to fill me.
“You are quite welcome, dear one, and know that your love will be your greatest strength. Never your weakness. Now, as for your dream, I can tell you it is both prescient, and a nightmare. Having watched this latest occurrence for a while before bringing you here makes me suspect a few things.”
I leaned forward intently and asked, “Will you tell me what those things are Nana?”
Millicent pondered me for a moment before answering, “I can tell you that a servant of the Puppet Master is trying to actively invade your dream. Trying to make you fearful by showing you their plans.”
“Well if they are trying to scare me, they are succeeding,” I replied.
“It may seem that way, child,” Millicent chuckled. “But your enemy is tipping their hand in many subtle ways by forcing this dream on you. You can take this opportunity to gain clues to their plans, and the small clues you can glean can often sway the outcome when events come to a crossroads.”
“But how do I gather these clues when I am so terrified in the dream,” I asked.
“The tea you drank should help you discern dream from reality, and this will allow you to overcome your fear of events if you work at it, which actually thwarts the first part of your enemy’s plan. Aliara will have more tea for you when you meet her again, and I would counsel you to drink it every night if you can.”
“I will do so Nana, and thank you for this. Can you tell me, though, are you really here or just in my dream?”
Millicent chuckled at my question and then said, “I am in three places at once, child. First, inside your dream, however, the dream world is only a reflection of the real one and I am in that reflection as well. And third, I am still deep in meditation in my chair at home projecting myself in order to talk to you. My energy is nearly spent, though, and it is time for me to go back to being in one place.”
She stood at that point and helped me to my feet, pulling me into a warm embrace, despite my nudity. She kissed me noisily on both cheeks, and one final time on my forehead before cupping my face in her hands and staring into my eyes.
“Learn, grow, and love my child, and there will be nothing you cannot do,” Millicent said to me before turning away to walk into the woods.
“Wait, Nana,” I called after her. “When will I see you again?”
“Oh child,” she answered while looking back over her shoulder. “I will be around, and will be there in your hour of need, never you fear.”
And with that Millicent walked slowly into the woods as a thick mist rose up to obscure her passage and I knew in that moment that I was alone again. I turned then to go back to where Kelli lay, and before I could even take a step I opened my eyes to find I was still wrapped in her arms, with sunlight streaming through the trees signaling the start of the new day. I leaned my head up to her lips and kissed her gently and watched with a smile on my face as Kelli opened her eyes to look at me.
“Morning sweetie,” she said, the slur of slumber still in her voice.
“Hi babe,” I replied. “How’d you sleep?”
“Mmm, after last night, I had the most wonderful dreams. It was almost like a continuation of our evening.”
Kelli rolled away slightly and stretched her body out to start her day, her beautiful breasts falling naturally to the sides of her chest as she lay there on her back. My gasp seemed to surprise us both and Kelli sat up with a concerned look on her face.
“What’s wrong sweetie,” she asked.
“When did you decide to get a tattoo,” I asked, but knowing that the tattoo I was currently pointing at had not been there the night before.
Kelli looked down to where I was pointing and there on her right breast was a brilliant butterfly tattoo that perfectly matched the one I had on my mons, just above the labia. Her butterfly, however, looked as if it was perched on her areola, ready to take flight at any moment. I do have to admit that it looked rather fetching on Kelli, and if I had not been a little freaked out about how it got there I would have jumped her in an instant. The confused look on her face let me know that she had no idea how it got there either, but in that moment I remembered the burning pain that shot through my hand at the climax of our last orgasm.
“Umm, babe, what do you remember about the last ten minutes or so that we were using your double sided toy,” I asked, blushing a bit at the memory.
Kelli blushed a little as well and then answered, “All I remember is that it was the most incredible series of climaxes I have ever felt, and they nearly caused my brain to shut down.”
“Do you remember a burning pain that happened when we came together that final time, when we screamed ourselves hoarse?”
Kelli thought for a moment longer before replying, “Not really. Again, the pleasure of all of the consecutive orgasms were almost painful, and that and your love is all I can remember.”
“Well,” I said, while brushing her new tattoo with my fingers, causing her nipple to stiffen and Kelli to gasp in arousal. “I was really gripping your breast during that final climax and I was trying not to hurt you, but when we both screamed out as we came I felt a very hot burning pain in my hand, right over your nipple.”
“Do you think…” Kelli gasped as the impact of my realization hit her.
“I think that my magic, your magic, some magic, caused this tattoo to appear. The best way I can really describe it is that I sorta magically branded you,” I replied with a contrite look on my face. “I really didn’t mean to.”
Kelli then took my face in her hands and kissed me so tenderly, letting her tongue play over my lips and causing me to moan with desire.
“If I was to allow anyone to brand me, sweetie, it would be you,” she told me. “And I kind of like it. We match now,” and she brushed her fingers over my butterfly, causing shivers to rip up my spine.
We then laid back and snuggled together for a while longer, allowing our tongues to dance again with each other, and letting our hands gently roam over the familiar curves and planes of our bodies. There was no way we were going to have sex again for at least a few more hours, because the previous night’s exertions required more time for rest and recovery. It was pleasant, however, to just hold, kiss, and caress each other, and to revel in the feel of being close as lovers. After a short time, however, Kelli rolled over and pulled a watch out of her bag to check the time.
“Wow,” she exclaimed, surprise evident on her face. “It’s almost noon. We need to get packed up so we can get back to the house and clean up before getting on the road. If we wait too much longer we will probably get back way later than we want.”
“Well, I blame you,” I giggled as I shook my finger at her. “If someone hadn’t been so randy last night…”
“Oh really, missy,” Kelli interrupted. “I seem to recall someone asking to be fucked, and enjoying it so much that she squirted all over my face.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I taunted as I got up on my hands and knees, allowing my tail to swish back and forth in lazy contentment. “If you had just…”
And with that Kelli tackled me to the ground and with an evil laugh she began to tickle me, causing me to squirm and shriek.
“I’ll show you yeah, yeah,” she growled and increased the intensity of her tickling.
For the next few minutes we wrestled and fought with each other, pinching and pulling and tickling the other, hoping to gain the upper hand. Kelli got one up on me briefly by giving one of my nipple piercings a strong pull and twist, causing me to yowl out in pain, allowing her to pin me to the ground. I used my added strength and agility at that point to get out from under her and I bit her ass cheek hard enough to make her shriek and to leave a red mark. Eventually we both just fell into the other’s arms and broke out in laughter for several minutes, enjoying the fun and spontaneity that we had with each other.
Eventually, however, the need to get on the road got us moving again. We packed up the bedding and our toys, and got dressed in the clothes we had brought to head back to the house in, making sure to gather up everything we brought. Our parents had taught us well, in that whatever we brought out to the cabin needed to be brought back so that the area remained clean, and Kelli and I had always lived by that rule. It meant that we always had a nice place to come back to, and that was important to us.
We walked back to my parent’s house, holding hands and laughing together, just enjoying the bliss of being in love. I knew I would need to tell Kelli about my dream and my conversation with Millicent soon, but I wanted us to enjoy the carefree feelings for a little while longer before bringing up serious things. We stumbled into the back door of the house still laughing and giggling about nothing in particular, and I pulled her into a scorching kiss as I swung the door shut with my foot. Kelli had leaned into the lip lock at first, but then pulled back and tapped me on the shoulder and I looked at where she was now pointing, and I felt the heat of embarrassment blossom in my cheeks as I finally noticed our moms sitting together on the couch having coffee.
“Oh, shit,” I exclaimed. “Sorry about that mom.”
“Well, I would appreciate it if you would watch your mouth young lady,” my mom chided as Kelli’s mom giggled into her cup. “But I must say it was wonderful seeing young love again.”
It was Kelli’s mom who motioned us over to sit, and we joined them on the floor of our living room after getting our own coffee.
“I just wanted to thank you for the wonderful gift Myka,” Kelli’s mom giggled as she took another sip from her mug. “The boys are still worn out.”
My mom nodded in agreement and replied, “Oh yeah, and they will probably be out for another hour at least. It was that damn good.”
At this comment we all burst out laughing and moved on to talk about other mundane things that women talk about with each other. They grilled us about our night, though they didn’t want every last detail. I think that they just wanted hear from us about our love for each other, and, well, women do talk about sex more than men so…
After a wonderful time talking with our moms, we grabbed a quick shower together and finished gathering our stuff and getting it into the car, and by the time we were done our dads had awakened from their night’s fatigue and had joined us all for lunch. I was thrilled as I looked at each of our parent’s faces and saw in them the love that they had for each other and for us, and it was so obvious that I didn’t even need to rely on my new power to know it was there.
After eating there was about ten rounds of hugs and farewells, and advice given and taken. I promised Kelli’s dad again that she and I would meet with his friend, Rick, and learn more than just basic self-defense. I promised our moms that I would keep both families informed of everything we could and Kelli and I both agreed to watch out for each other and to always communicate. It was the kind of advice you only get from concerned parents, and we took it for what it was. And finally we got into the car, loaded down with left-overs and snacks, and headed back to our lives, school, and our apartment.
After about twenty minutes on the road Kelli sensed something was up because I had been silently pensive that entire time. I knew she was concerned and I started to open my mouth to let her know what was up, but she beat me to the punch.
“What’s wrong sweetie? You seem agitated, and you haven’t said anything since we left.”
I sighed and then answered, “Yeah, I am. I knew I would have to talk about this on the ride home, but it’s still hard to bring it up. I had the dream again.”
Kelli placed her hand over mine as I opened up about having nearly the same nightmare as I had had before, and she dismissed my apology for not bringing it up sooner. She understood me wanting to have as much happy time with each other and our families as possible and told me that bringing it up now was the perfect time.
“There’s more though,” I continued. “After I came out of the nightmare, I was still in a dream, and I met Millicent there.”
“Really,” Kelli gasped in surprise. “What was she like?”
“She was very nice, and reminded me a lot of my Nana. In fact, I couldn’t help but call her Nana in the dream.”
Kelli giggled at this and motioned for me to continue.
“So, she gave me some warnings about asking too much about the path I was going to walk, and I think she was telling me to not ask her to try and tell me about my future and what was going to happen. She said it could be dangerous and not actually help, but hurt.”
“Well, knowing beforehand could make you second guess decisions you would make and that never ends well,” Kelli agreed.
I nodded to her and then replied, “Yeah. Though she did give me a few hints about some of the enemies we may face soon.”
I then spent the next hour going over what Millicent had told me, with all of her cautions and her advice. I told Kelli about how I was able to watch the grandmotherly bonds of love form between us and we both agreed that Millicent was someone we could trust completely. After I had finished with my narrative we spent the rest of our trip thinking, discussing, and philosophizing about what this would mean, and how we could best be prepared. It wasn’t a terribly productive talk, but it pointed us in some study directions, and allowed us to come up with other questions that we could ask Cassandra and Ali when we saw them next.
A while later we pulled into our apartment and got ourselves unpacked. We ate from the stash that our parents had sent us home with, and sat down to just enjoy a movie for the rest of the evening. We spent the rest of the night snuggling in shorts and tank tops, covered in a blanket on our couch, watching the latest sappy rom-com we could stream, and talking about nothing in particular. After the movie we got undressed and ready for sleep, and snuggled deep under the covers, our naked bodies pressed deliciously together.
“I love you dear Myka,” Kelli whispered and kissed me once more.
“And I love you my sweet Kelli,” I replied with my hand on her cheek.
Sleep found us quickly then, and I marveled again that I had found the love of my life in my best friend as we both slipped from consciousness.
By Magical_Kitten