My Cat Felix

Felix was a very pretty cat. He had white paws, and a white muzzle with black classic markings on a gray and brown ticked background that flowed and shifted beautifully with his long fur. But he was also an insufferable brat.

I could have sworn that I locked him out of my office, but then I could've sworn that the previous two times as well. Yet when I turned around from digging in my filing cabinet, there he was. Again. Sitting smugly on my keyboard having deleted all of my hard work for the third time that day.

I slammed the files down on my desk and scooped up the furball who immediately curled into my soft chest and started purring. Choking back a scream of outrage I stalked off towards my bedroom as I scolded, "Listen you little two bit road kill, I didn't want to bring home my work either. But I had to, and I'd be able to get it done faster and enjoy more of the weekend with you if you'd stop your bullshit."

I dropped the boneless pile of fluff onto my bed and glared at him as I ordered sternly, "Now stay!" Then I backed out of the room keeping my glare on him the whole way to make sure he stayed put as I firmly closed the door.

I stomped my way back to my office and made sure that door was closed as well before plopping back into my seat.

I had been saving often and in various hidden nooks on my computer so it was only about ten minutes work to find the most recent backup that the little hellspawn hadn't found some way to corrupt.

But before I could get to work on that a notification showed up from my boss;

Big Boss - Alice, we need that presentation by six.

I groaned, burying my face in my hands, wishing that the honey colored hair that fell around my face like a curtain could cut me off from the rest of the world. No such luck, as the loud, surprisingly deep yowls that started issuing from just outside my door could attest.

I lifted my head and gave one futile attempt at getting some quiet at least as I yelled back, "Shut up Felix!" That only seemed to encourage him though as he instantly started demon yowling louder.

With a sigh I turned on and up some music to drown him out and got busy redoing and finishing the thrice damned presentation.

I'd gotten the blasted thing finished and sent off by five, but I had to skip lunch and my usual afternoon cocoa to do it, so no way in hell was I happy with the brat that had been yowling outside my door the whole time. I have no clue how he hadn't lost his voice, with as long as he'd kept it up.

I threw open the door and stared at him in disgust as he switched to innocent kitten mode and started twining about my legs while purring. And when he tried to jump into my arms I expertly caught him and dropped him straight back to the floor as I snarled angrily, "I would've been done hours ago if not for you."

After shutting my office once more I stormed off to the kitchen to get us both some supper.

After my second bowl of cereal I was feeling much calmer, so I made myself a cup of cocoa and went out to watch tv. He of course joined me on the couch, kneading my chest and rubbing his head on my chin while purring his fool head off.

Petting him I grumbled, "I love you too. I just..." I sighed and moved my hand to the top of his head to keep him from nuzzling the hot beverage as I sipped at it and almost forgot that I was angry with the adorable furball.

A few hours later and I was ready to fall into bed, so I did. Completely naked and with the air conditioner set to money saver mode, I didn't even need a sheet for cover as I grabbed a pillow and curled up.

Felix joined me, his butt set into the curve above my generous hip and his head resting just under my armpit. I sighed sleepily and draped my arm over him as I finished my thought from earlier, "I just wish that we could communicate properly." Felix purred loudly at that, as if he could understand.

I chuckled to myself, I was very likely humanizing him too much. So I yawned and closed my eyes to let sleep take me.

~~~~~

I awoke to a man's naked frame draped over me as he nuzzled into my neck. I froze up for all of a moment before a scream tore itself out of my throat, "Felix!"

After calling for my cat I warned the now still man with my best attempt at soft intimidation, "My cat will rip your balls off." Felix would too, as he had demonstrated when he tried to do so to a couple of exes after I'd gotten mad at them.

Suddenly a very familiar purr erupted from the man's chest as he sucked on my earlobe in an instantly recognizable way, but what was cute and tickly from a cat instead sent zings down to my pussy when done by a man.

I rolled onto my back, and just like Felix would do the man moved with me to stay on top. Tentatively I reached up and threaded my fingers into his impossibly soft hair, causing him to purr louder as I felt around for and found a large twitching cat ear. This would not be the first time I've dreamed about a catboy, but it would be the first time I've dreamed of Felix specifically and it would be the most realistic catboy dream.

Finally I hesitantly asked, "Felix?"

He let go of my ear to breathe out in a surprisingly deep voice, "Alice."

I shuddered at that and placed my hand on his sternum and gently pushed. He moved easily enough, and continued to move when I stopped pushing until he was upright with his knees on either side of my hips.

I looked him over as his tail gently swayed against my legs, a nervous look on his entirely too pretty face. I couldn't see colors in the dim lighting within my room, but the lower half of his face was paler than the rest, as were his hands. If I had to, I'd guess that he was about my height, but where I was plump and curvy he was all wire and muscle. Slender and slightly effeminate in figure, but with Felix's indefinable swagger he came off as anything but feminine.

Then my eyes caught on his crotch, where the only bit of body hair resided, and where a flaccid penis, like a third testicle twitched. When I'd gotten Felix from the shelter, he'd already been fixed, he had no balls. So this

must

have been a dream and not some "weird reality no longer makes sense" situation.

I smiled, deciding to just enjoy the dream as I purred out, "Felix baby, give mama some sugar?"

His ears perked forwards and he leaned back over me to touch his nose to mine, but that was not what I wanted this time. Curling a hand around the back of his neck I shifted my head to gently press my lips to his. He seemed to startle before cupping my cheeks in his palms and molding his soft lips to mine.

I tangled my fingers into the hairs at the nape of his neck, my other hand caressing his shoulder as I arched and rolled my hips against his, thoroughly enjoying the novelty of perfectly fitting right against someone.

He purred suddenly, pressing his hips down into me. I could feel his member twitching and growing against my mound as he licked over my lips with his rough tongue. I gasped, opening my mouth to tangle my tongue with his.

As we made out he rested more of his weight upon me and moved his hands to knead at my chest. His palms gripping and releasing my nipples as his claws pricked delightfully at my skin without drawing a drop of blood.

He carefully moved, nudging my legs apart with his knees. Once he'd settled himself between my legs he ground his long skinny cock in between my folds and nuzzled up to my ear as he whispered huskily, "Alice... Moan for me."

There was a certain roughness to his shaft that rivaled even what was on the tongue that dragged over my neck at this point. The only part of it that didn't seem to have barbs was the tip, which he kept angling to rub against a different side of my clit every time he pushed up.

I dug my nails into his firm shoulders and I pressed myself to him as I gasped out a loud mewling moan.

He hissed out a soft, "Yesss," and took to licking and nipping up one side of my neck and down the other.

I clung to him tighter, hooking my feet together just under his tail as I pressed his crotch to my own. My loud cry of release muffled as I bit into his shoulder.

All at once I relaxed under him, except for the heaving of my chest the rest of me flopped bonelessly as my legs fell wide open and my arms dropped to my sides.

"Alice?" he queried worriedly as he sniffed over my face.

"Mm, Felix," I responded breathlessly and planted my trembling feet so that I could angle myself towards him.

His purr bursts into life once more and his hands slid palm down under my shoulders as he licked eagerly over my left clavicle. I felt his tip ease between my lower lips as he sought to sheath himself within me.

Once he found the spot he bit into my shoulder with a fierce possessive growl while plowing into me with a sudden jerk. I faintly heard the bedding rip as he clenched his hands under my shoulders, but I didn't have much attention to spare for that as he slowly pulled out. It was quite possibly the most intense feeling I'd ever felt in my life and for once I hoped I wouldn't be able to remember it clearly when I awoke for fear that I'd be forever trying to seek it out. If he had been any wider I don't think it would've been quite so pleasurable, but as his slender barb covered rod pulled out it was like hundreds of tiny fingers were stroking my insides.

Verging on overstimulated, I completely lost it. Screaming, I tried to arch and writhe under him, however he leaned into me pinning me in place, leaving me nothing else to do but kick wildly and claw at his back as I bit his shoulder in return, while his hips slammed in on the downstroke and pulled back excruciatingly slowly on the backstroke.

Occasionally I'd have enough sanity to look into his nearest eye as it flashed in the light of a passing car, or notice his constant possessive, demanding growl as he filled me, and claimed me, marking me as his own.

After what felt like both forever, and no time at all, he slammed in even harder than the previous times and held himself there, his hips trembling as he filled me up with his spunk.

All at once he completely let go of me and quickly backed up cringing slightly as if he expected me to lash out at him. I however simply laid there panting and boneless as I tried to properly regain my senses.

After a moment he perked his ears back towards me, watching cautiously from the foot of the bed for a minute or two before he crept forwards and tentatively licked my inner thigh. I gave him a soft encouraging sound and so while caressing my knees he leaned in to tenderly lick me clean. I very nearly came again from his ministrations, but I was both too tired and too sensitive to cum on his rough tongue in that moment.

After cleaning me up he very nearly flowed up my body to nuzzle between my breasts as he tenderly kneaded them with his delicate clawed fingers.

I ran my own trembling fingers through his hair and murmured breathlessly, "This has been one crazy dream." I barely even noticed his ears perking towards me before my hand stilled as I faded out.

A/N:

I am honestly not even sure what's going on here, is it a dream, is it something else. I dunno, what do you guys think is going on with these two?