"It's not that bad."
"Mew~! Mememew~!" Mew glared at me after trying some of the delicious, tasty food I prepared for myself…
Okay, it was just a can of garbanzo beans poured into a paper bowl and covered in blue-cheese salad dressing. It wasn't that bad. Really. Gave me indigestion, but what doesn't now days?
"Mew…" The poor kitty started crying as she watched me continue eating the rest.
"Do you want a can of cat-food or something?" After I asked, she immediately slammed her ass down on my lap harder. She had no genitals at the moment, so it was just a soft, squishy 'ball' down there. Almost like a large breast without a nipple. It made me wonder if she even had bones?
"Fine, fine. I'll give you some roast beef, okay?"
"Mew~!" She cheered happily as she bounced on my lap.
Roast beef was expensive, but everything is expensive now days. Besides, Mew doesn't really need to eat for sustenance. She just likes eating because food tastes good. That's it. Pure enjoyment and recreation.
When I was about to get up, she stopped me and complained, "Mew-mew!"
"Fine. Finish your dungeon first." She was already Level 70 in WoW on her Retribution Paladin and better-geared than any of 'our' other characters, since I hadn't played in a few months. Mew did Mythic+25s and higher, while I never even made it past +18s. Like I said before, she was a lot better than me, even at a video game she only played for a week or so, which I had played for half my fucking life.
"Mew~!" Eventually the dungeon was complete and she just happened to get lucky, receiving the exact piece of gear she needed. Even though there was a low chance of gear dropping in the first place.
"Aaaaaah~!" A shrill scream startled us both! It was my mother!
"Oh my God! Oh my God~! Aaaaah~! I won! I won~!"
I looked back towards the closed door and shrugged, turning back to the computer screen. This wasn't the first time. But she still gets so excited from winning a scratch-off lottery ticket. It wasn't anything that amazing though. Just a few hundred dollars on a 10 dollar ticket.
"Mew-mew?" Mew's tail tickled my right ear and I started scratching her adorable pink cheeks.
"Thanks, Mew." I knew that she had something to do with it, somehow.
"Mew-mew~!" She giggled and sent images into my mind. All kinds of delicious, tasty food, along with various video games and…
"You wanna buy WoW Tokens? Seriously?" I rolled my eyes and complained, "What's the point in buying WoW Tokens with real money?"
"Mew-mew!" She pointed with her little hands at the screen as the achievements popped up. There was an Ahead of the Curve Achievement that granted a mount and title for the most recent Raid… She obviously wanted to pay some guild to carry her through it.
"Okay. As long as you're happy." I was poor, but not broke. They were only twenty dollars a piece. And it was safer to buy tokens, trade them for gold and then pay the other people with gold, rather than use some sketchy website to pay a relatively cheaper price. I gave her five tokens and she turned them into over a million gold.
She didn't do it right away, obviously, but by the end of the night, she got her special achievement and mount. Of course, she also got her roast beef and lots of pets.
I also ended up making spaghetti again for the whole family. How do you make spaghetti in the microwave? Well, first you take 1 pound of dry spaghetti, break it in half, put it in a large enough bowl… Add water… Put it in the microwave for 20 minutes. Let it sit for 5 to 10 or however long you forget that you were making food. By the time you remember or someone complains about the microwave beeping, it should have absorbed all the water and become nice and plump.
Then, because I'm too lazy, I would just pour some pasta sauce from a jar directly onto the noodles. Then add a bit of Diablo Sauce from Taco Bell. The kind in the packets. There you go, perfect spicy spaghetti… Or whatever kinda noodle you used.
"Mew~!" My cute girlfriend/cat seems to like it that way at least. The sauce gets heated up while also cooling the noodles down… At least, that's usually the case.
"Char~! Mander~!" Mew transformed into a very familiar lizard-like Pokemon. A cute orange Charmander with blue eyes and a beige underbelly.
"Careful! Don't burn my table… Or my shirt." That little tail wagged around in front of my face as she stood on my thighs. But there was a real flame burning at the end. She blew on the luke-warm pasta sauce and her non-fiery breath was hot enough to 'cook' it! There was a cool night breeze blowing in from the open window nearby, but still, it was a lot hotter in the room immediately. Not to mention for the person with the Fire Lizard on his lap.
"Char…" She giggled and lifted her little ass up higher, trying to show off her cute slit and tiny anus. As a Charmander, she was actually two feet tall, which was twice as tall as her usual Mew shape. I held close to the end of her tail with my left hand, making sure it didn't light anything on fire. Then grasped her ass cheek with my right hand, tightly.
"I'm gonna be pissed if you burn my mouth." I knew exactly what she wanted by now. It was so obvious after all. Even without any telepathy, just body language alone.
"Chaaar~!" She screamed excitedly as my tongue separated those pudgy lips of her inhuman slit, revealing the familiar pink inside. My tongue licked her clit and up to her asshole, even going a little inside, before back down again. In the end, I just sucked her bead into my mouth, along with part of her slightly loose scaly flesh.
While I was eating her pussy, she directly shoved her face into the pasta and started devouring it excitedly. Those little hands reached down and grasped my cock, jerking me slowly. I swallowed some of her spicy juices and almost choked!
She did burn my mouth and tongue, but not from the temperature… No wonder they say that Fire Types like those spicy Berries! It felt like I was drinking hot sauce!
I mean, I didn't stop, but I had to drink a lot of water.
I was 100% sure that if I stuck my dick in Char-Mew, it would burn the shit out of my urethra and probably give me a rash…
"Fuck~! I was right…" Well, you live and learn, I guess.
Didn't stop me from grabbing the base of her tail, shoving a thumb in her tiny asshole, then jerking her up and down rapidly on my cock. It hurt, but I didn't care, because I just wanted to cum!
"Char-char~!" Mew could sense my pain and discomfort, so she tightened up her vaginal walls and ignored the rest of her pasta. Just focusing on 'helping' me.
After about ten minutes of that torture, I finally came inside. Breathing out a long sigh of relief and moaning in pain as I looked at my reddened skin… Not just my dick, but even my hairy pale thighs had turned red. My white shirt was also stained orange from her juices, which looked eerily similar to hot sauce.
"Mew~!" She quickly transformed back into her usual pink cat-like form and started licking me. As her tongue ran along my skin, I could see it visibly 'healing' or at least becoming less irritated. She also sucked the rest of my cum out, while stroking along my urethra with her tiny hands.
"I love you, Mew." I sincerely felt that way. I still do. And I know she loves me too. I can just 'feel' it.
Not to mention the way she looks at me, spends practically every moment of every day with me… It's not that she can't leave me. It's that she genuinely likes being with me. I can give her the mental stimulation and 'love' that she desires.
Maybe I'm a little perverted and fucked up, but no matter what, I'm still a special kinda crazy. At least I think that's why she likes me?
"Mew~!" She giggled and kissed my lips, wagging her tail and knocking the pasta sauce across the table, splashing a lot of it on the screen…
It should also be added that with her Psychic and Transformational powers, she should be able to clean up her own messes very, very easily and effortlessly. Instead, she enjoys watching me do it the old fashioned way.
"Mew-mew." She floated in the air next to my head and used some tissues to wipe everything up. Then I licked the sauce off her tail, before finishing the last few bites of pasta that were left on the plate. I made myself an extra bowl, so I just poured it onto the saucy plate and started eating while bending over.
A soft, squishy ass landed on my head and those little hands pulled on my short black hair. She wrapped her tail around my throat slowly, gently, just enough that she could feel me swallowing and not choke me. I don't know why she likes to do that so much.
Maybe she likes to remind me that I belong to her? Maybe she wants to feel some sort of fear or rejection? Or vice versa… Who knows? She's a cat after all. She doesn't share all her thoughts or feelings with me.
"So, mmn, now that you've got your achievement, now what? Gonna try PvP?" I asked her in between gorging myself on the spicy, saucy noodles.
"Mew-mew." She whispered softly and played with my ears, then licked my hair for some reason.
"Okay then." Sometimes I think she just likes to act mysterious. Even if it's for something as mundane as playing a video game.
In the end, I put on another shirt and some boxers, then went downstairs to refill my 16 ounce clear plastic cup of spring water. It was the middle of the night, so my parents were already asleep in their room down the hall from mine. So the kitchen was empty, except for the loud crunching of the cat chewing his dry food under the table.
"Meow~!" Eventually he cried to go outside, so I set him free… A few minutes later though, he was already crying to come back inside. Thus is the way of felines.
"Mew~!" My 'girlfriend' seemed to be amused by the fluffy black cat, "Hihihih~!"
"Raao~!" But Shadow actually seemed to see and hear her! He was startled at first, then scared! Running down into the basement to hide…
"Mew!" Mew got annoyed at that. Insulted even… But fortunately she didn't harm the poor 15 year old baby.
"Cookies?" I looked at the chocolate chip cookies on the table and was tempted, so of course, Mew was even more tempted than me.
"Mew~!" Well whatever, as long as she's eating them too, it probably won't be that much sugar for 'me'. I usually only end up eating a small amount of the food I make, assuming it's not something that she hates or greatly dislikes.
In the end, she stopped playing games and the two of us went back to reading/writing stories…
It was nice. Normal, even. We weren't fucking like rabbits either. Maybe only five to ten times a day.
That's normal, right? I don't know, it's been so long, but I remember that being kinda average. Then again, I'm thirty now and I was a teenager back then. I'm sure it's probably fine.
Even if something happens, Mew can fix it. Probably. Hopefully.