Master! Master! – Chapter 4.2

Latest fiction & first time story: Master! Master! – Chapter 4.2

by Sage_of_the_Forlorn_Path

A few hours later, Chloe woke up to a strange sensation. She was being embraced and felt fingertips brushing against her skin. It was Momo, spooning against her, one of her nipples poking Chloe’s ear. There was a purr in her throat as she dragged her fingers across Chloe’s soft stomach, making the girl shiver from the sensation of being touched. Momo continued to purr, the movements of her hand becoming more and more intentional, as if searching for Chloe’s most ticklish spots. Then she began to drift downward, her hand disappearing between the girl’s slender thighs. Hanging out over the edge of the bed, Momo’s tail curled as she began toying with Chloe’s slit. The feeling of Momo’s fingers probing such a sensitive place was drawing tiny squeaks from Chloe, unable to work up the courage to stop her. Lacking any sense of sexuality or the cultural values that humans applied to their genitals, the discomfort Chloe felt was due simply to her uneasiness of being touched by someone she didn’t know. The same reaction would be drawn were Momo tickling her feet or playing with her hair, though they wouldn’t make her blush and pant the way she was now.

Momo leaned in closer to Chloe, the feline’s excited breath being felt on the top of her head. Any time Chloe tried to move away, Momo would pull her closer and increase the intensity of her fondling. Soon enough, she even started to slip her fingers inside Chloe, making her whimper. That soft whine awoke Sonja, and the moment her eyes opened, she popped out of bed with a smile on her face, ready to enjoy the day.

“I want to go run around outside! Chloe, come run with me!”

Momo sat up, removing her moist fingers from Chloe’s pussy and acting like nothing had happened. “Master said we had to make her something to eat and teach her to use the toilet.”

“I’ll make the food, you teach her.”

“Momo wants to make the food. You teach her.”

“Rock, paper, scissors?”

Momo yawned and nodded. With Chloe watching them like they were two titans about to bare-knuckle box, Momo and Sonja held out their fists and shook them.

“One, two, three, shoot!”

Momo threw rock with her thumb up, while Sonja did some kind of sideways paper with her fingers spread. It should be mentioned that neither of them had any idea how to play this game. They simply saw it on TV and thought that that was how disputes were settled.

“Momo wins,” the feline said. She was just guessing, but Sonja didn’t know any better and conceded.

“Ok! Chloe, come with me to the bathroom!”

In the kitchen, Momo poured a can of wet cat food into her bowl, some dog food with milk into Sonja’s bowl, and set out a third bowl on the floor with some dry cereal. She had no idea what else to give Chloe. The dog and mouse came downstairs, Sonja chipper as usual, but Chloe now walking with her butt clenched. Getting her labia tickled by Momo had been pleasurable (at least physically), but Sonja teaching her how to use toilet paper was traumatizing. At least she wasn’t taking it personally.

She watched as Sonja and Momo kneeled down on the floor like sphinxes and buried their faces in their food bowls. Chloe followed their lead, taking the same position. Truth be told, she preferred this method to sitting at the table. The sound of slurping and crunching filled the kitchen.

“Done!” said Sonja after a few minutes, sitting up with milk running down her chin. “Chloe, let’s play outside!”

Chloe had just enough time to finish the last of her cereal before Sonja grabbed her wrist and pulled her out the front door. She managed to break free of Sonja’s grip and remained on the porch, but Sonja didn’t seem to mind and simply pranced around the yard, singing to herself while her ears flopped and melons jiggled like dashboard bobble heads on a dirt road. Even in October, she could run around naked and be perfectly fine, though it took her a while to realize that Chloe wasn’t actually with her.

“Come on, Chloe! Let’s run!”

Chloe pulled on her ears, trying to hide her face while her frightful shivers returned. “But there are no leaves on the trees! The birds will see me and I’ll get eaten!”

Even after transforming, her instincts wouldn’t let her forget what life was like in the lower tier of the food chain. Sonja lacked such instincts.

“I wanna eat a bird! I’ll chase the birds!”

Sonja ran over and picked up Chloe, hoisting her over her shoulder. She dashed around the house, Chloe squealing in terror with her cute little butt in the air. Back inside, Momo was doodling with crayons, humming to herself with her ears twitching.

Momo was waiting by the door when I arrived home. “Master, look what Momo made!”

She held out a picture of our strange little family, including Chloe. The childlike skill just made it that much cuter.

“Aw, I love it! Did you girls have a nice day?”

Momo nodded. “Yeah, it was fun.”

“I’m glad. Where’s Sonja and Chloe?”

“Taking a nap. They both ran around a lot.”

I walked into the den, finding Sonja stretched out on the couch. I patted her head and her tail began to wag.

“Hi Master!” she said with a yawn.

“Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?”

“Good, hungry.” She then rolled onto her back. “Feed me and rub my tum-tum!” A quick belly scratch left her groaning in happiness.

Before going to check in on Chloe, I got some firewood from the shed and built up a flame from the embers in the stove. In minutes, it was pumping heat through the house. I then went upstairs, where Chloe was under the bed, wrapped in a blanket. I climbed under the bed with her and rubbed one of her ears, slowly stirring her.

“Hey, Chloe.”

Seeing me, her eyes went wide and she blushed. “I’m sorry!” she automatically squealed before covering her face with the blanket.

“Chloe, you haven’t done anything wrong. I just came up to see how you were doing.” She slowly pulled back the blanket, letting me see her teary eyes. “Did you have a nice day?”

“I guess. Sonja made me run around with her outside for a while. I was afraid the birds would get me.”

“Yeah, she loves to run and play, and unfortunately, Momo doesn’t quite share her interest. I guess she was hoping you would be a more active playmate. But other than that, how was it? Were Sonja and Momo nice to you?” She nodded. “Good. Do you want to come downstairs? In the evening, we watch the news on the couch together and then I make dinner. Come join us.”

She followed me downstairs, where Momo and Sonja were already waiting for us, sitting at the ends of the couch in their sovereign territories. The question now was where would Chloe sit? There was enough room for the four of us to sit on the couch, but she would be beside me, meaning that either the cat or the dog were going to end up on the far edge of the galaxy. I took my place in the middle of the couch, leaving the decision to her. But instead of sitting on the couch, she plopped herself down on the floor, leaning against my legs.

The news came on and we all relaxed. Both Momo and Sonja curled up into balls with their heads resting on my thighs. I tickled their chins and their ears, making Sonja wag her tail and Momo purr. Sometimes I would move my hands down and massage their breasts, relishing the feel of the bodacious dumplings in my grip. Down below, I had my legs wrapped around Chloe like a seat belt, keeping her warm and covered. She was looking in the direction of the TV, but I wasn’t sure if she was actually watching or just drawn to the light and noise. Even if she understood English, anything she was hearing now must have been gibberish. I was starting to understand her little squeaks, differentiating between when they meant happiness or discomfort. When I played with her hair or tickled her ears, the squeaks would be high pitched, meaning she was enjoying it. The squeaks from that morning had been deeper with a slight whine to them.

I was certainly happy. I was still full of questions as to this strange phenomenon and I was worried about the future, but there were few moments in my life that were better than getting to relax on my couch in my own house, cuddling with my three girls. The news was on, I had a cozy fire in the stove, and soon I would make a nice dinner for the four of us. It was bliss.

Once the news ended, I went into the kitchen and prepared dinner. It was a simple beef stew, hopefully enough to leave us all full. With the addition of Chloe, I would now have to prepare larger meals. If I was careful with the pricing, I could keep the expenses low, but I would need to continue teaching the girls how to take care of themselves. I noticed that a third food bowl had been set out for Chloe on the floor next to Sonja’s and Momo’s, probably from when they made her lunch. I filled up each bowl with stew and set out a second water bowl between Momo and Chloe.

“Girls! Time to eat!”

They rushed in, almost sliding across the floor if not for their bare feet. Sonja was first, a big happy comet, jumping and wagging her tail. Then came Momo, dainty and elegant, looking like some kind of elf from a fantasy book. Last was Chloe, her tiny steps not making any noise and a look of uncertainty on her face, like a little kid on the first day of school, looking for her class.

They all assumed the positions, arranged by size with Sonja at one end and Chloe at the other, but everything from their postures to their movements was perfectly synchronized. It was a relief to see Chloe enjoying her food. Considering that she had originally been a mouse, I was curious to see how well she would handle meat. I filled up a bowl of my own with stew and sat at the table, watching them eat. It was honestly better than television. Seeing three beautiful, naked girls eating on the floor like this was hilarious, sexy, and adorable, all at the same time. I was fairly tempted to crouch down over them and run kisses up their backs.

But breaking the serenity, I saw Momo remove her face from her own bowl and shift to Chloe’s. Chloe gave a tiny squeak of fear and surrendered like France. Momo had never done this before, at least never done it to Sonja.