Patreon Exclusive: Feline Heat!

Hello Everyone!

This past week was a little rough for me, writing wise. Events in my personal life conspired in a perfect storm to give me almost no writing time. But I did manage to finish my next patreon exclusive short story!

A couple of notes:

As mentioned before, there was some fairly obvious vote manipulation going on in the poll for this story, so although the winner is shown as Carol, I determined that the real winner was Jackie, so that is the star of this story. Don't worry, I'm sure Carol will have her time to shine eventually.

I apologize if there are more spelling or grammar errors this time. I had to edit the story on my phone due to a time crunch.

This story is centered around impregnation/ Breeding kink. I know that that isn't really what the original story was about, so I am sorry if that’s a turn off for you. It just felt like an interesting direction to take the story.

The next short story will be "The Cool Mom Part 3", so there will be no poll this time, but I did have a question I was curious on your opinion of...

"Gender Liquid" is past the time of Patreon exclusivity, and will be posted on Literotica soon. The question I am wrestling with is whether to post it in the category "Scifi and Fantasy" or "Transgender and Crossdressers" I can see arguments for both options. What do you think?

Without further ado, I hope you enjoy "Feline Heat" starring Jackie Song!:

“Come on, you’re not serious,” said Jackie Song, twirling a silky strand of coal black hair around one finger, “It can’t be that big!” 

Dan Carson gave her a cocky smile and shrugged. “Well, you’ll just have to take my word for it… Unless you can think of some way I could prove it to you?” The big muscly idiot was trying to play it cool, but it was easy to tell that, just under the surface, he was as excited as a kid on Christmas. 

“Hmmmm,” said Jackie, pressing a finger to her plump lips in a pensive gesture, “I can think of one or two ways you could show me…” 

Dan looked like he was about to faint from the sudden rush of blood downward from his brain. Jackie idly wondered if Dan was stupid enough to believe he was manipulating her, or if he realized that he was the one wrapped around her finger. 

Well, it hardly mattered. No matter what he thought, Dan would do whatever Jackie wanted. Boys were easy. They thought with their cocks, and even at eighteen, Jackie could already manipulate any man she pleased. They were so sex obsessed that it was honestly kind of pathetic. Dan was dating one of Jackie’s “friends”, but just a little kinky talk and he was willing to toss it all away for a sniff of her tight young pussy. Her motivation was simple this time. Jackie needed someone suitably tall and popular as a prom date, and Dan’s girlfriend Jessica had been a little bitchy lately. That was all that it took; Jackie made a minimal effort and now Dan was hers to play with until she got bored of him.

“Miss Song!” snapped a deep, confident voice from the front of the class, “I hate to interrupt your important conversation, but I’m trying to teach a class up here!”

The flirty smile on Jackie’s face froze into haughty politeness as she turned to the front of the room, where Coach Tucker stood in front of a slide on contraceptives. Jackie’s eyes flicked contemptuously over the older man. Coach Tucker was the boys basketball coach. Not a bad looking man, for his age. Chiseled face, decent body, a sort of silver fox charm in the right light. As usual, he had been roped into teaching health class this year, a task that he accomplished with all the awkward stiffness that male health teachers usually had when discussing sex with teenagers. 

Who did this asshole think he was, trying to embarass Jackie Song in front of her peers? Jackie returned to what she was just thinking about… Well, Coach Tucker was a boy just like the dumb high school jocks that Jackie easily wrapped around her finger. Why not have a little fun? Coach was about to discover that public embarrassment was a two way street. 

“Oh coach,” said Jackie in a light tone, “I think I have all of this material down! You see…” she leaned forward, letting her shirt fall loosely open for the coach's wandering eyes.  Her eyes glittered with sultry amusement, “I’m practically an expert when it comes to sex.”

The class of students oohed and the coach frowned in confusion at Jackie’s inappropriate statement. He wasn’t quite able to stop his eyes from dipping toward her displayed cleavage, Jackie noted with delight. A sudden flush of color rose in his cheeks. Bingo! Men were all just perverts at heart, thinking about sex all the time. Every one of them.

But the coach wouldn’t back down that easily. He visibly rallied, his face pulling into a scowl.

“You say that Miss Song, but so do thousands of high school girls every year who end up pregnant. You’ve never been pregnant, so I'm sure you still have a thing or two to learn about the process… and how to avoid it.” said the coach doggedly, unable to meet Jackie's eyes. 

The eyes of the class turned back to Jackie with eager anticipation to hear her retort. Well, if they wanted a show,that’s what they were going to get. No one crossed Jackie Song, not even teachers. 

“Pregnant?” said Jackie with a snort, “Obviously not. Like I would ever let a boy do that to me! But the fact that I’ve never been knocked up, despite all my… experience, well it just goes to show how much I know about the process, wouldn’t you think?” Her voice had dropped to a sultry purr, and Jackie could see Coach Tucker visibly gulp. This would be even easier than she thought.

The coach opened his mouth to reply, but Jackie cut him off. “Shhh! You said that I don’t know about this stuff, coach. so now I want you to listen while I prove you wrong.” Jackie stood from her desk in a slow, unhurried stretch, taking care to showcase her long, shapely legs and lithe, slim body. She caught the coach’s eyes wandering despite himself once again. Just one or two hints at her sexual activities and a little stretching, and she held an adult man in the palm of her hand. Boys were so easy. 

“See, coach, my Dad breeds dogs as a hobby back in China,” said Jackie in a low, smoldering voice, as she walked slowly to the front of his room, hips swaying, one foot in front of the other. The class watched her with keen interest and the coach’s mouth was open, speechless as he watched his eighteen-year-old student approach. “So, you could say I got a vivid, crystal clear lesson on the birds and the bees. I’ve seen the whole messy process of pregnancy happen on the sort of primal, animalistic level that humans just can’t reach,” continued Jackie in a calm, confident voice. 

She reached the front of the class and now stared up into her teacher’s wide, reluctantly-aroused eyes. 

“It does work a little differently for animals,” said Jackie quietly, just loud enough for the fascinated class to catch. “Dogs, cats… even cows, they all go through estrus. Or, as most people know it… heat.” Jackie reached out and trailed a finger down his face. He could have moved away, but it was too late for that. He was already caught in Jackie’s web. She could see it in coach Tucker’s eyes. His desperate fight to hold control of his libido despite the purring, teasing little sex kitten trying to rile him up. 

He was losing. 

“When a female animal is in heat, coach,” purred Jackie, “She can only think about one thing. She wants a big, strong male to hold her down… take her… conquer her…” Jackie moved forward and, belatedly, the coach backed up until his knees hit the back of his chair and he sat down heavily. “... Fill her full of hot, thick…”

“J-jackie!” gasped the coach in a cracked voice, pressing himself back into his chair in an instinctual attempt to avoid the sexually aggressive teen now looming above him. 

“Oops,” said Jackie with a giggle. “I got a little carried away there, huh? The point is, coach, that I know aaaaallll about pregnancy and the process that leads to it. The animal world is a fascinating parallel to how humans behave, is’t it?”

“Y-yeah,” said the coach in a stunned, nervous voice. 

“I’m glad you think so too!” said Jackie sweetly, turning back toward her desk and leaving the coach sitting at the front of the class with an obvious erection tenting the front of his Khaki pants. 

“Why don’t… why don’t you all just have the remainder of the period as quiet study time?: said coach Tuker miserably, rolling his chair behind his desk to hide his shameful erection. Jackie smirked in triumph as she sat back in her desk like a queen on her throne. 

Men were so obsessed with sex that even a teacher was just no match. Just the thought of heat and breeding in connection with his cute young student had gotten the old pervert all hot and bothered. Being a slave to their horny instincts was what made all men a joke in Jackie's eyes. 

Boys were fun to play with, but Jackie would never consider an equal relationship with one. And she would especially never consider allowing a boy to get her pregnant. She had been telling the truth about learning a lot from her father’s dog breeding hobby. She had learned that breeding is a primal act of masculine dominance and feminine submission. 

Maybe when she was older, she would consider adopting. But let a man cum inside her and make her swell up with his baby? Never. 

Jackie turned to the dumb boy next to her, his eyes hazy with lust. 

‘Where were we, handsome?”

…

Jackie Song delicately licked her wrist and dragged it along the side of her head, grooming her long silky hair with apparent nonchalance. 

Inside, she was a tightly wound ball of frustration, jealousy, and growing, unsatisfied arousal. 

It just wasn’t fair! Even though that stupid, big-titted puppy had already had one-on-one private time with master three times this week, for some reason Heather was spending the night alone with Lucas AGAIN! And all that Jackie had been allowed was one threesome on Tuesday night. 

Jackie leaped down from the couch, the little bell on her collar jingling and her lithe naked body gleaming in the dim light of the living room. She approached the door of her master’s bedroom, looking away from it as if she didn’t care at all. She sat primly at the door, curling her legs neatly beneath her and grooming herself some more. 

She wasn’t listening in… this was just a comfortable grooming spot. But she did happen to hear the passionate sounds filtering through the door. Wet slaps… panting moans from the puppy… rough, heated commands in her master’s voice that sent a tingle through Jackie's neglected pussy even though she couldn’t make out the words. 

A desperate pang of longing shot through Jackie, and she could feel her pussy moistening beneath her. She would never show it of course (she had too much pride for that), but she lived for her master’s touch… for his strong cock filling and stretching her as his manly bulk pinned her petite form down. 

Jackie knew that she hadn’t always thought that way… Once upon a time, Lucas Brandt had felt more like a toy to her than a beloved master. But then, one day, she started recognizing how smart Lucas was… how handsome. After that, doing whatever she could to please him just felt natural. 

She also hadn’t always been a cat. That was a little harder to explain. Whenever Jackie tried to think about it too hard, her brain felt all fuzzy. Hadn’t she always planned to be a rich, powerful socialite, living large on her parents’ money? The idea felt laughable now. Being a pampered, spoiled-rotten kitty-cat for her beloved master just felt so much more simple and fulfilling. 

At least, it was normally fulfilling. Her face reddening with embarrassment, jackie reached out and scratched at the bedroom door. A pathetic display of her neediness, but she couldn’t help it. She felt a burning, empty feeling in her moistening pussy that she could no longer ignore. She needed to get spoiled once again by her master’s thick cock, and she just couldn’t wait. 

There was no reply from inside the room, just more muffled sounds of passionate sex. In desperation, Jackie lay on her back facing the door. She spread her slim legs wide, exposing her tight young pussy, glistening and puffy with arousal. Her heart thudding in her chest and her face blush-stained, she began petting and rubbing herself frantically, chasing the elusive sexual pleasure she craved while imagining her kind, strong master. 

Soon, just as she had hoped, sweet sounds of pleasure poured from her throat, genuine and passionate. She held nothing back as her greedy fingers continued to plunge and rub. With slutty enthusiasm, the horny kitty loudly advertised her sexual availability with wild moans. If she could hear her master and that slutty puppy Heather fucking from behind the door, they must hear her as well… Surely her master would hear how lonely his little kitten was and welcome her inside. After all, she was sooo much better than that chubby, big-breasted puppy that master kept spending all his time with. 

But it was no use. Although Jackie was able to drive herself to orgasm without difficulty, even her yowls of orgasmic pleasure were not enough to open the door. Her pussy clenched around her fingers for yet another night while her curvy rival got to enjoy the master's cock. After lying back and panting for a moment, Jackie returned to the couch and curled up in a sulk. 

There was something going on… and Jackie refused to accept that her master simply liked Heather better. 

But Jackie had always been smart and wily, even long before she had become a pet. She knew that she would be able to find out why her master was spending so much time with Heather alone. 

But it wouldn’t do to ask him directly. For one, Jackie didn’t want her master to know how desperate she was for his approval. Like any cat, she preferred that her master believe that she barely tolerated his affection. But more importantly, Jackie knew that it was always more effective to go after the weak link when you wanted information. 

It was time to corner the mutt. 

…

Jackie got her opportunity when Master left the house the next day to go shopping. Like usual, he left with a sten command for his “two ladies not to fight while he was gone”. As usual, Heather slavishly, eagerly agreed, her wide plush backside wiggling and her tongue panting and dripping. 

Jackie merely said she would try in a cool disinterested voice from where she was curled up on the couch. Master shot her a warning look, which she returned with a saucy wink. She knew that master secretly loved it when she was naughty. When Master left, Heather scurried to her food bowl and Jackie took her opportunity, slinking up behind her with silent grace. 

The best way to deal with Heather was to get her all hot and flustered… with a thrill of aroused cruelty, Jackie snuck up behind her curvy older rival, who had her head  buried in her food bowl. Jackie extended her wicked little tongue, and gave the puppy a lick right between her thighs. 

Heather yelped in shock and whirled around. “Hey!” she barked, her face instantly flushing red, “Stop that, you naughty cat. Master told you to leave me alone, remember?” Jackie smiled with flashing eyes. Heather was trying to act tough, but Jackie could tell by her high pitched tone and the rapidly stiffening pink nipples on the tips of her big, hanging tits that, as usual, the poor little puppy was having a hard time controlling her arousal around her feline enemy. 

“Hmmm, no puppy," said Jackie thoughtfully, prowling close around Heather to show that she wasn’t intimidated by the older woman's bravado, “He said we couldn’t fight. He never said anything about… playing a little.” Jackie punctuated her sentence by rubbing her face affectionately against the soft pale skin of Heather's bare hip, making the poor horny puppy squirm a little with uncomfortable arousal. 

Jackie and Heather's sexual relationship was complex, but also undeniably passionate. Jackie didn’t love or respect Heather in the same way she did her master, but there was something deliciously erotic about teasing the dumb mutt, and the antagonistic sexual play-fighting they engaged in was satisfying in a different way than the submissive, devoted service Jackie gave her Master. Although Heather insisted she wasn’t attracted to Jackie, her physical responses and enthusiastic participation in their romps made it clear that she secretly enjoyed their sex games just as much as Jackie did. 

“I don’t know if I want to play,” said Heather with a slight tone of smugness, despite her obvious, growing arousal, “I’m all tired out from last night.”

Bingo. Jackie painted her face with annoyance, but this was exactly what she was aiming for. The silly puppy was miserable at keeping secrets, and Jacke knew that it wouldn’t take much prompting to convince Heather to brag a little about the special attention she had been getting.

“I heard…” said Jackie sourly. She nuzzled Heather’s face briefly, then snuck a quick, hot little kiss onto the puppy’s lips. Ugh. She tasted like dog food. “Based on the sounds I heard last night, you must be all sore!”

Jackie brought her lips right up to Heather's ear. “I heard you and Master again this morning… Maybe my tongue can soothe your soreness while I get a taste of fresh cream?”

Heather looked suspicious. Jackie wasn’t known for spontaneously offering sexual services to her master’s other pet… But Heather was still riding high from her evening with the master, and the opportunity to receive submissive attention from the bitchy little kitten was an offer she couldn’t refuse. Heather raised her wide, round backside up into the air, presenting it to Jackie’s wicked tongue. 

Jackie pounced, raising her hands to spread Heather’s thighs wider and lowering her mouth to suck and lick Heather’s exposed pussy. The lying little mutt.. she was soaking wet even from the minor amount of teasing Jackie had put her through. And, just as Jackie expected, there was a musky, manly, salty taste there as well… 

Master. It was a little humiliating to taste him while tongue deep in her rival, but Jackie was sexually frustrated enough that she was willing to take whatever connection she could get to her favorite person. She allowed herself a moment of savoring her master’s taste in Heather's ’s pussy while the puppy whined and trembled in pleasure beneath her. 

But then, it was time for business. Jackie hadn’t proposed this cunnilingus in order to be nice, of course. Now that she had the annoying mutt under her tongue, Jackie had the leverage she needed to force some answers out of her. 

“So… it looks like Master is trying really hard to make you feel special…” said Jackie in between slurping licks. Heather turned her head and looked back with a frown. Jackie did her best to look innocent, burying her face into Heather’s pussy once again. 

“I do feel special. I mean, I am special to master. To my husband,” said Heather, pride and defensiveness warring in her tone. 

Jackie shrugged, rising from her sloppy task just long enough to add, “Why do you think he feels like he needs to reassure you? Because you’re getting chunky?” It was a lie of course. Although her body was lush and curvy, Heather was probably slimmer than she had been before she became a puppy girl, just from her change in diet and all the fetch she played alone. But Jackie’s lithe, toned femininity was something that she knew Heather envied, so it was an easy go-to taunt that usually got results. 

But, oddly, this time Heather didn’t rise to the bait. She simply gave an uncharacteristic, secretive chuckle and pressed her plush rump back into Jackie, nestling the younger woman’s face deeper into her hot, wet pussy. 

“Master was right!” said Heather with a tone of deep amusement. “He said the kitty would be dying of curiosity. Well, keep wondering, kitty-cat. What me and my master do behind closed doors is our secret.”

Jackie flexed her fingers against Heather's soft buttcheeks in frustration. Now she really did need to know, if it was something Master was deliberately keeping a secret from her! Luckily, subtlety wasn’t the only tool she had available…

Jackie dived deeply into Heather’s pussy, wiggling her  tongue like mad. Her hand shifted over, rubbing a thumb firmly over Heather’s exposed, upturned asshole. The slutty little puppy gasped in pleasure, her hands scrabbling mindlessly on the carpet in the depths of her arousal. Jackie worked harder and faster, feeling the puppy girl beneath her grow taut with pent up pleasure while sloppy howls slipped from her drooling mouth.

And then she began to ease off. Beneath her, Heather whined in frustration, wiggling her hips anxiously in a futile bid to increase her stimulation and bring her to the orgasm that was just out of reach. 

“Come ooooonnnnn, Jackie,” she panted desperately, "I'm almost there! Just a little more!”

Jackie pulled back with a cheshire grin, her thumb continuing to grind against Heather’s sensitive asshole. “Tell me why you are getting so much private time,” she purred. ‘And I’ll let you cum.”

Heather whined again in sexual desperation, but shook her head firmly. “No! Master said I can’t tell you!” Again, despite her desperation, there was an infuriating hint of smugness on the puppy’s face that made Jackie want to hiss. She attacked Heather’s needy pussy with her tongue once again, careful to edge Heather without relief, making increasingly frustrated noises of sexual desperation pour from the horny puppy’s throat. 

“Fine!” panted Heather, “I can’t tell you, but if you want to know so bad, I can help you find out! Hide in the closet tonight, and I’ll tell master I saw you asleep on the couch. You can see for yourself!” The last words came out as a pitiful whine. Jackie weighed the offer and grudgingly decided in was acceptable. With a final spasm of motion, Jackie wriggled her tongue faster and faster and plunged her thumb into Heather’s greedy asshole, sending her sexual prey over the edge into a twitching, howling orgasm. 

Finally, Heather lay panting and spent on the floor. Jackie stalked away, already trying to groom away the sticky pussy juice covering her face. “Tonight,” she said flatly over her shoulder to the dazed and drooling puppy lying in a puddle of aroused juices, “Don’t forget your promise, or I’ll make you pay.” 

Heather was beyond responding, but Jackie knew she wouldn’t forget. It would be a long, suspenseful afternoon waiting for  tonight, but Jackie would finally find out why her master was favoring Heather so much lately. And once she found that out, she would be one step closer to figuring out how to make him reverse that decision and give his kitty the attention she deserved.

….

“You’re sure?” asked Lucas Brandt, raising an eyebrow at Heather. He was wearing just a bathrobe over his glorious, manly body. God, Jackie wanted to see it. One of her sly, almond shaped eyes peeked through the tiny crack in the closet doors. Jackie had, with Heather’s help in distracting the Master, snuck into the closet before the bedroom door was locked.

“She’s asleep on the couch?” pressed Lucas. Heather nodded in agreement. “Yes master, she was all tired from the games we played together today.”

“Games, huh?” mused Lucas, locking the bedroom door and unknowingly sealing Jackie inside with him. Jackie could see that the very thought of the sex games she and Heather liked to play was sparking a certain amount of… physical interest in her master. His robe was bulging out at his crotch now as he returned to the bed. It was one more reason why playing with Heather was enjoyable… They both knew that their sexual roughhousing drove their master crazy. Sometimes he would sheepishly request that they “play” in front of him as a prelude to their threesomes. 

“Well, I hope you’re not tired too, because we have some work to do, honey.” said Lucas with a roguish grin, shedding his robe and revealing his broad, hairy body and thick, impressive cock. Jackie couldn’t resist… her had snuck between her legs and began gently rubbing there. She knew that it had just been a few days since she last had had sex with her master, but it felt like it had been forever. His naked body was a sight for sore eyes. 

“No master,” said Heather with a goofy smile, her fat rear wagging playfully as she sat on all fours atop the master’s bed. “I’m just bursting with energy!” 

Lucas moved forward with a dominant, decisive step, taking his wife’s face in tender  hands and kissing her deeply while pushing her back onto the bed. Heather’s thick, curvy thighs spread eagerly as she welcomed her husband and master, taking him inside her sopping pussy in one swift, smooth motion. 

Jackie felt a prickle of annoyance. Their close, intimate missionary position looked a lot more like ordinary sex between a husband and wife than sex between master and puppy girl. Heather moaned in soft appreciation at the tender, romantic sex, wrapping her pale curvy legs around her husband’s hips to pull him closer. 

The scene lit an aching jealous fire inside Jackie. Why was the stupid puppy getting all the attention? Jackie's hand worked feverishly between her slim thighs. Her eyes fixed on her Master’s muscular body moving powerfully, thrusting deep inside Heather’s pussy. 

Was the secret that Master was having sex with Heather like a human instead of a pet? No,that couldn’t be it. Although animalistic doggy style sex had become the norm for both Jackie and Heather, it wasn’t unusual to switch things up, and Jackie had enjoyed tender, passionate missionary with her master just a few weeks ago. That alone wouldn’t require such secrecy.

Suddenly, Heather’s luminous green eyes locked on Jackie in her hiding place. A smug grin crossed her face. 

“Master,” she said in a sweet, half-moaning voice, “Just to make sure… was I supposed to stop taking my pills completely, or just take them every other day… or?”

Jackie’s blood ran ice cold. Heather couldn’t mean what Jackie thought she did. 

Lucas stopped thrusting for a moment. “Are you serious, honey? he asked with a hint of frustration in his voice. “We talked about this. You were supposed to stop taking them completely. You’ve been taking your pills?”

Heather just giggled, her eyes still locked on Jackie. “I’m just being silly, master. I stopped taking them just like you said! I can’t wait to have your baby!”

Jackie’s eyes were practically popping out of her head as master shook his head, tenderly kissed his puppy, and began thrusting again. 

What the fuck? 

Master and Heather were locking themselves away so that they could have lovey-dovey impregnation sex? Master was trying to knock Heather up? For some reason, the idea made Jackie furious and scared and horny at the same time. She never would have guessed the truth in a million years. If Master had a baby with his wife, Where did that leave Jackie? She knew that master and the puppy were technically married, but Jackie had always been smugly certain that she was the favorite and Master just kept Heather around out of nostalgia and pity. 

But if Master wanted to have a baby with Heather… maybe Jackie wasn’t the favorite after all. Heather was already better than Jackie at acting like a normal human when necessary. Sometimes Master even took her out to dinner in public. In contrast, Jackie still found it difficult to walk on two legs and use her hands for tasks. 

What would happen when Heather if had a baby? Would she transition back to a normal wife while Jackie stayed a cat? And what about when the child gets older? Jackie found it hard to believe that Master would want a nude adult woman as a cat when he had a child in the house. 

For some reason, despite her racing thoughts, Jackie's hand never stopped moving between her legs. Her eyes stayed locked on the tender baby-making sex happening on the bed. The idea was perverse and scary, and made Jackie burn with jealousy, but the idea of her master breeding the moaning, squirming puppy beneath him with his strong cock was deeply erotic as well in a primal, taboo way that Jackie didn’t quite understand. 

“Do it master!” moaned Heather, her ankles crossing tightly behind her husband's back. “Fill me! Claim me! Give me a baby!”

Lucas grunted deeply, picking up speed before thrusting and holding, filling his wife with hot, potent sperm. Jackie had to bite her lip to stifle an answering moan of arousal and jealousy. That bitch. That dirty, scheming mutt. She was manipulating Master in a plan to push Jackie aside. 

Heather giggled and pulled Lucas into a kiss, her smug eyes taunting the hidden kitty-cat in the closet. She smiled up at her husband and said:

“Good work master, but I’m going to need at least two more rounds tonight to make sure I get pregnant!

That bitch! Jackie fumed in the closet, her hand still working idly on her pussy. Well, if Heather thought that she had already successfully stolen Master, she was wrong. Jackie was smarter than that smug fucking mutt. She would figure out how to stop this, no matter what. 

But first, she had to cum. She stared longingly at the married couple kissing and cuddling on the bed. Silently, she willed her master to get hard again. 

Even though it made her furious to think about, the sight of the couple’s passionate breeding was also so kinky she knew that seeing it again would be enough to push her over the edge. 

…

Jackie sat curled up in a sulk, watching from across the room as master played with Heather, tossing a ball for her to run and grab and petting her all over. As usual, even the innocent play was obviously turning Heather on, based on the stiff nipples on her ridiculous swinging tits. 

Inside Heather, Master’s strong sperm were swimming… seeking a fertile egg. The thought sent a dark prickly heat boiling inside Jackie’s lower belly. The thought was repelling and fascinating all at once. Every night, master was holding down his wife, fucking her hard and filling her with his hot creamy cum. If Jackie didn’t act, Heather would be knocked up before long. Her belly would swell up, her already-huge tits growing heavy and leaking with sweet milk for Master’s baby.

The thought woke up something primal inside Jackie. It shouldn’t be the stupid dog… It should be her. She had never wanted to be pregnant before, had actively scoffed at the idea before she became a pet… but the idea was so alluring. Being so vulnerable and defenceless to her master’s masculine power. Offering up her body in the ultimate submission. Forging a deep and unbreakable connection with master, mixing together the best of both of them and giving him the sweetest gift possible. 

It made her pussy burn with a wet, needy ache. The more she thought about it, the hornier she got. She wanted to be held down and fucked by his big hard cock. She wanted to feel it spurt and twitch inside her, filling her with the ultimate proof of his lust. She wanted to be conquered, fucked and bred by the most important person in her life. 

She wanted to have master’s kittens. Bad. 

As her overheated thoughts chased themselves around her brain, her pussy grew wetter and steamier, dripping onto the couch cushions. She couldn’t stop thinking about getting bred by master’s big cock. Oh god. She had seen this before. Back when she spent a summer with her father and he taught her about breeding dogs. Jackie was no smelly dog, but the principle remained the same. 

She was in heat. 

That bone deep, instinctual desire for breeding she had seen so often in animals. Deep greedy heat radiated from her lower belly. She couldn’t stop imagining her master's thick creamy sperm. The smell, the feel, the taste. Her pussy had been aching and dripping constantly ever since last night, and although she knew it was silly, Jackie swore she could feel a burning hot egg practically vibrating in her womb, crying out for cum. 

She was a cat in heat.

It made no sense. Even in the depths of her submissive sexual fantasy, Jackie recognized that she wasn’t literally a cat. But the parallels were too close to ignore. She was unbelievably horny, desperate to mate. Desperate to be inseminated, just like any animal in heat. She had heard stories of cats performing incredible feats of escape artistry to find a cock while they were in heat. That was how important sex was too them when nature took hold. That was how she felt now: willing to do anything to compete with Heather to have master’s baby first. 

Because that was what she really wanted, right? It would solve all her problems. She would have the satisfaction of feeling master releasing his sperm deep inside her and giving her a baby… and she would tie herself to her master forever in a way that Heather would never be able to sever. 

Jackie purred to herself as Master finished playing with Heather and headed her way with a bowl, a can of tuna, and a foil packet of neatly arranged pills in his hand. The other thing about cats in heat is that males found them irresistible. Male would practically go crazy to get to a female cat in heat… and Jackie thought she could probably manage to inspire that same lust for breeding in her master as well if she really put her mind to it. 

Master reached down and fondly smoothed back Jackie’s hair, popping out one of the birth control pills that he normally gave to both Heather and Jackie. He held it out and Jackie obediely stuck out her tongue, accepting the hormonal pill without a ripple in her expression. 

“I’m sorry you’ve been spending so much time by yourself at night, Kitty,” said Lucas with an uncomfortable grimace as he popped open the can of tuna. Jackie stared him right in the eyes with a calm, unreadable expression as he awkwardly apologized. “It’s just for a little while, I promise. After…. Well, after a couple more nights, we’ll all play together like usual. I’ll tell you what, I promise that you and I will have one night a week from now on for just the two of us to make up for this. How does that sound?” 

Jackie smiled and nuzzled her master’s hand warmly. “That sounds lovely, master. I can’t wait,” she said with her best cute grin. 

“Good girl,” said Lucas, setting down the bowl of tuna near Jackie and heading to his office to get some work done for the only client of his accounting business. Jackie waited until he was gone before silently heading to the bathroom. With a sly expression, she fished around in her mouth with her tongue. 

Plink

The little pill floated to the bottom of the bowl, and Jackie reached up to flush it away. 

Just a few days of this, and Jackie would be ready to win the competition with Heather for who got to have Master’s baby first. 

Whether Master and his dog realized they were competing or not. 

…

“Psst! Over here!” hissed Jackie theatrically, peeking her head out from behind the corner. 

Heather looked over at her from her dog bed with a curious tilt of her head, and Jackie jerked her head to the side in a silent motion to follow. Heather anxiously looked back over her shoulder at the closed door to her Master’s home office. It was close to the time that Master finished work for the evening, and Heather was probably eagerly anticipating more private time. But Jackie knew that the puppy would follow eventually. Heather was too curious for her own good. 

“What is it?” asked Heather suspisciously as she followed Jackie’s slinky, swaying pace down the hallway. “It’s almost time for my private time with master…”

“Don't worry, puppy,” said Jackie in a sweet, innocent voice, “This won’t take long. I just wanted to pay you back for helping me find out your little secret the other day.”

“Pay me back?” asked Heather, her voice dripping with distrust. “How exactly do you plan to…”

“I found out where master keeps your treats,” whispered Jackie conspiratorily, motioning toward the open door to the dark laundry room. 

Jackie watched in glee as Heather tried and failed to maintain her attitude of healthy suspicion. Jackie knew she had the dumb little puppy fooled once she saw Heather’s plush backside subtly start to wiggle and her mouth begin to drool. 

“Really?” asked Heather, unable to keep an edge of excitement out of her voice, “Where?” 

“He keeps them behind the dryer,” said Jackie in an excited whisper. “Go on, go take one or two, you earned it!” Heather just couldn’t help herself. She bounded into the laundry room and immeadiately stuck her head behind the dryer, looking for the promised treats. 

“Uhhhh, Jackie, I don’t see the…” 

Jackie took a deep breath… and stood up. She moved quickly, firmly shutting the laundry room door on Heather, trapping the dumb mutt inside. Then, she took the nearby chair she had planted earlier and wedged it firmly under the doorknob.

Jackie fell back to her hands and knees with a delicate shudder. It had taken a great deal of concentration and secret practice during her lonely nights to be able to do that, but now her plan was in full swing. By the time the puppy managed to get out, hopefully it would already be too late. 

“Heather! Time for bed!” came Lucas’s firm, confident voice from down the hall. Jackie’s face lit up with a wide, wicked smile. Perfect timing! She slunk down the hall with a focused look of predatory arousal on her face. She could already feel her body warming up, her nipples growing painfully stiff on her small, firm breasts and her pussy leaking hot, slippery little trails down her slim thighs. Jackie’s master had brought her to the edge of desperation from his sexual neglect, and now her passionate love wouldn't be denied. 

Master had been saving all of his cum for his stupid little dog wifey, but tonight, the cat would get the cream.

Jackie could hear her rival’s frantic, muffled barks from the laundry room behind her, but by the time she reached the bedroom, they were quiet enough to ignore. Lucas was in the master bathroom, facing away and still unsuspecting. Pushing herself one last time, Jackie rose to her knees, closed the door behind her, and locked it, shutting out the sound of Heather’s pitiful barks completely. 

Who was the one spending a lonely night alone now, bitch?

Jackie gracefully leaped up onto the bed, lying on her side and bending a knee to display her glistening, warmed-up pussy. There was just one more obstacle in her way if she wanted her master to breed her, and that was Master himself. 

Lucas was planning on another evening of procreation with his wife, so he would need to be persuaded. But Jackie wasn’t worried. She had a weakness for her master, but if past experience was anything to go by, she knew that he had a weakness for her as well.

Jackie watched her master’s eyes grow wide as he came back in from the bathroom, taking in the tantalizing sight of the beautiful young asian woman posed naked on his bed. 

‘Hiya Lukey,” said Jackie in a flirty purr, "You sure do know how to keep a girl waiting.” The nickname felt strange on her tongue now, although she used to call her master all the time. She used it now with calculated purpose: she wanted Lucas to remember the dirty, red-hot times before she had become a cat… back when he was wrapped around her little finger. 

“Jackie,” said Lucas cautiously, his eyes still scanning her slim, lovely body, “What are you doing? Where’s Heather?”

“Puppy, puppy, puppy,” said Jackie with a pout, rolling over to reveal her toned ass and looking up at her master with soft, submissive eyes. “She’s all you care about now. Why can’t you spare some time for your poor little kitty master? I’m so lonely without your big strong cock. Don’t you like me anymore?”

Lucas gulped, and Jackie internally rejoiced to see a noticeable bulge forming in the front of his bathrobe. “No, Jackie, it’s not that,” he said, guilt tingeing in his voice. “Heather and  are just… working on something important right now. I told you, it’s not forever. I’ll be sure to pay lots of special attention to you really soon, I promise.”

“But I want it now,” said Jackie in a smoldering voice, reaching out to lightly touch the bulge at her master’s waist with her delicate fingertips. “You’ve been fucking the puppy with your hard cock all night long, every night… and I’m all alone outside with only my naughty little fingers to keep me company. I just sit there, thinking about my mean master, touching myself.”

Jackie’s hand pushed harder, her palm siding with smooth, even force over the surface of the bulge in her master’s robe. He looked conflicted, but didn’t move away. In fact, his hips shifted forward just slightly, pressing into her touch. 

“Wifey gets your cock every night. Would it really hurt to take a teeny, tiny break? Have a little… variety?” asked Jackie in a soft, persuasive voice, her dark, lovely eyes holding intense eye contact with her master. “You have no idea how hot and wet and desperate I’ve gotten for you master.” her voice was now a throaty rasp. Lucas started to breath heavily. Jackie’s nimble fingers reached over and plucked apart the loose knot in her master’s bathrobe, letting it fall open and exposing his thick, throbbing erection. 

“Jackie… I… I shouldn’t” said Lucas hesitantly as the sexy little minx on his bed gently pulled him closer by his cock. 

“I can see you want it,” said Jackie with a giggle, her hand idly stroking the velvety skin of her master’s cock. “You’re the master! Shouldn’t you be allowed to do whatever you want? Your obedient pet just wants to please you, master! Just let your sweet little sex kitten take care of you tonight. You can continue your super-important mission with wifey tomorrow.”

Jackie planted a soft, seductive kiss right at the tip of her master’s cock, making it twitch. Lucas gave one last conflicted glance toward the locked door of the bedroom, but Jackie could see that he was already in the grip of his libido. He looked down and jerkily nodded. 

Jackie didn’t even bother to hide her smug expression of triumph as she engulfed her master’s cock in her tight little lips, licking and sucking his hard shaft with slutty satisfaction. 

Finally feeling her master’s hard dick in her mouth once again was heavenly. It was like she had a direct connection to his masculine power, feeling it take charge of her and overpower her as the throbbing stiffness filled her mouth and stretched her pouty lips. 

This was the feeling she wanted, of being owned and dominated by the man she loved. Having her mouth used like the sweet, submissive sex kitten she was. Her head bobbed with smooth grace, taking Lucas’s cock deeper and deeper, allowing her master even greater control and power by welcoming him into her tight throat. 

Jackie needed to draw him further in… she needed her master to fall into a frenzy of dominant lust. When it came time for him to cum, she didn't want him to feel the slightest hesitation. She also wanted the richest, thickest sperm possible when her master finally came deep in her fertile pussy, so she needed him as horny as possible. Jackie's hands flew up and grasped her master around the waist, drawing him closer as she took his cock deeper than ever before. 

She gazed up at him with teary, loving obedience while his thick cock thrust in to the hilt, stretching out her slutty, submissive throat. Jackie could feel his balls tightening to the base of his shaft, hear his heavy breathing. 

No. Not yet, Master. Jackie withdrew with a delicate cough, denying Lucas the chance to blow his load down her throat. Master’s sperm was only going one place tonight. 

Jackie grabbed Lucas and pulled him down on top of her, wrapping her legs around his muscular torso in a conscious imitation of the loving procreation between husband and wife she had witnessed the other night. 

Lucas was caught, hook, line and sinker, all of his hesistance forgottten. An expression of greed and arousal spread across his red face as he looked down at the horny, willing young woman on the bed below him, spreading her legs with a wicked smile of welcome. He positioned himself with a fumbling hand, then thrust deep into the pussy of the writhing sex kitten beneath him. 

Jackie let out a trilling purr as she felt her master's big thick cock parting and stretching her tight young pussy. It felt delicious to be under him once again, pinned to the bed by his masculine bulk. Master's throbbing cock, the center of his dominant power, stretched and filled her soft, vulnerable pussy, sending a flood of loving submissive arousal gushing through Jackie's veins. She threw her arms around Lucas’s neck, pulling him into a hot, passionate kiss as his hips began to move in sliw, deep thrusts.

There was something magical in the air tonight, some extra heat and sizzle to the joining of master and pet. Lucas could feel it as much as Jackie, though only she knew the cause. She was in heat. A primal, savage arousal burned inside her, a deep hunger for her master’s seed. Tonight he would make her the mother to his children. 

Jackie pulled away from the kiss, her hips squirming and flexing up into her master’s deep, powerful strokes. He could feel her pussy clenching and milking him with every thrust, trapping his cock in a hot, silky vice that brought him rapidly to the edge. He had to concentrate hard to avoid cumming immediately. 

Lucas stared down into Jackie’s dark, almond shaped eyes as he fucked her tight, soaking wet pussy. Suddenly a sly look crossed her face. 

“I know that you and Heather are trying for a baby,” said Jackie in a low accusatory voice. Lucas’s head spun and he almost withdrew from shock, but Jackie’s long slim legs were locked behind him, and her hips continued to hump and thrust upward into his cock. After a second, he resumed his long, slow, passionate thrusts. It just felt too good to resist, even if he was nervous about where the conversation was going. 

“Jackie… I was a little worried you might feel jealous. That’s why we kept it a secret,” said Lucas in a voice nearly trembling from pleasure. 

Jackie gave a cute giggle and kissed the tip of her master’s nose. “Don’t be silly, master! Of course the puppy wants you to breed her. Who wouldn’t? You’re so kind, and smart, and handsome… even the thought of having your baby makes me wet.”

Lucas felt a strange spark of pleasure ignite in his chest at Jackie’s casual admission. To him, pregnancy was a soft, intimate bond between husband and wife. But hearing his slutty little kitten casually talk about how it turned her on was oddly… intriguing. 

“Well,” said Lucas, his mind reeling as he fought to hold back from orgasm. “Heather wants to have my baby because she’s my wife…”

“Oh but master!” purred Jackie, running her long sharp fingernails down his back, just on the edge of pain, “A strong man like you… don’t you feel like it would be hotter to sow your wild oats? To prove your manliness and dominance by convincing as many women as possible to take your seed?” Her lips were suddenly at his ear, her whisper hot and soft and wet. “Imagine breeding me master… fucking a baby into my tight teen pussy. Teaching me a lesson by making me your slutty little cumdump… watching my tight flat belly swell from your potent sperm, making my little tits grow big and firm…”

Lucas gasped, pulling away to avoid cumming. This time, Jackie let him go, with a look of amusement and possessiveness on her cute little face. Lucas gave her a look of confusion, his chest heaving, his cock throbbing, and his mind fighting through a haze of lust. “Y-you’re on birth control, Jackie,” he said in a confused tone. 

Jackie rose with feline grace, pushing her master onto his back. His throbbing cock stood straight up into the air, still shining with his pet’s eager juices. “Of course, master,” she said soothingly as she climbed on top of him, “You give me my pill every night. Knocking me up is just a kinky little fantasy!” she reached beneath her and slid his cock back into her war, tight pussy with deft, delicate fingers. 

“But it is pretty hot, right?” she continued in a heated voice, staring down at her entranced master as her hips began riding him in a fluid, rolling motion. “The idea of breeding a pretty young thing like me… conquering me… leaving your mark on my perfect body by painting my womb with your seed.”

Lucas’s eyes feasted on his kitten’s bouncing stiff nipples, her tight, feminine little body, her flying locks of silky black hair. He did want her in that moment. To possess her on the deepest level. To join and mingle himself with her. 

To fuck her until she was pregnant. 

“Yes,” he groaned, his hands rising to grip jackie’s petite hips, bucking upward to drive himself harder and deeper into her juicy cunt. “I want… I want to knock you up, you little slut.” It came out in a deep growl. Jackie was right, this breeding kink was just a naughty fantasy. But there was nothing wrong with that. If he and Jackie were both into it, then he might as well enjoy himself with the filthy hypothetical. 

“Good," moaned Jackie. “I want to feel it… I want to feel your strong swimmers inside me… making a new life. Binding us together forever.”

 With a needy sound of sexual pleasure, Jackie flipped their positions once again, pulling him up and placing herself beneath him. Lucas could feel her tiny, wicked little body press against his as he slid once again into the addictive domination of missionary. Jackie pulled his body clise with tighly gripping claws. It was if she was desperate to feel every inch of her beloved master.  Her stiff nipples were two burning points scraping against his chest. She began kissing and licking at her master’s neck, her breathing hot and ragged against her master's skin as she made soft sounds of sexual pleasure deep in her throat. Their bodies writhed in sexual harmony for mintes that felt like an eternity, tuning out the world as they focused purely on their mutual pleasure. Jackie’s kisses grew more and more intense, as did the humping roll of her hips, and Lucas could feel himself reaching the edge of orgasm once again. 

“Master…” said Jackie softly, nipping his tender neck with sharp white teeth in a playful lovebite, “I stopped swallowing those pills a week ago.”

Lucas’s eyes went wide and he reeled with shock, but at this point his body wouldn't stop. It was too locked in to the intense pleasure of sex. Jackie took the opportunity to increase her speed, her pussy clenching tightly around her master’s cock, eager for her prize. 

“Jackie, w-wait,” groaned Lucas, confused, shocked, and perversely turned on beyond belief. He cock felt incredible, trapped in a hot, slick sheath that clung to him with forbidden passion. He knew that he should get off the sly little kitten he was powerfully fucking and stop this, but the feel of her slim, toned body clinging to him was intoxicating. Her filthy words about breeding floated in his head. It was wrong. So wrong to take the girl who had been hypnotized to adore him and impregnate her… but she was so fucking desperate for his cum, like an animal in heat. The idea of cumming deep inside her tight young pussy and knocking the little slut up suddenly felt like the dirtiest, most erotic thing he could imagine. 

Suddenly, loud barking and scratching came from the door, distracting Lucas further. But by now, he no longer wanted to stop. He was consumed by the filthy fantasy. The hot little sex kitten wanted his cum that badly? Well that was exactly what she would get. He would fill her tight young cunt with cum until she was dripping with his seed.

Beneath him, Jackie whined in pleasure and desire, leaving angry red scratches on his broad back with her claws and rolling her hips increasing speed and intensity. “Don’t think master! Do it!” she moaned, her pussy milking his cock with tight, muscular strokes, “Give it to me! I want it. Fill me up with hot cum. Make me your slutty little pregnant kitty! Fuck me! Own me! Breed me!”

Lucas groaned and gave in to his impulses, thrusting downward hard into his horny pet, feeling himself tip over the edge. 

Jackie let out a low, primal moan as she felt her master’s cock spurt and twitch inside her, filling her fertile pussy with thick, potent sperm. Her own orgasm washed over her, spurred by the deep satisfaction of her victory. She felt completely in tune with her beloved master. She had felt it in his desperate thrusts, heard it in his animalistic grunts, saw the fire in his eyes. Her master had given in completely to his primal impulses: the instinct to shoot his seed into the desirable, submissive female and make her the mother of his children.

Both of them basked in the warm glow of their mutual climax. With her legs trembling and a soft purr in her throat, Jackie gazed up with love at her handsome man. The father of her child… she was sure of it. Jackie knew that she wouldn’t know for weeks if her plan had paid off, but she was certain all the same: her bone-deep desire would be fulfilled, either now or later. She would be having her master’s baby. 

The puppy could whine and beg all she wanted; Jackie could feel the sticky warm evidence of her master’s favor squishing between them as she leaned forward and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. They uncoupled from each other, and Jackie snuggled affectionately into Lucas’s warm chest as a look of uneasy guilt spread across his face. Jackie ignored his expression. He might feel bad now, but Master would soon learn that Jackie could give him everything his wife could and more. 

“Don’t worry master,” said Jackie sweetly, pulling her legs up and angling her hips to keep her master’s precious sperm from leaking out, “I’ll be a much better mommy than that dumb mutt would ever be.” 

…

Jackie lay on the floor, basking luxuriously in the sunlight. From across the room, Heather stared at her with undisguised rage. Jackie wasn’t sure why she was so upset. The stupid mutt had so many tries with Master, and Jackie had just stolen one load of cum. Surely that was fair. 

Last night, shortly after Jackie’s triumph, Master had kicked her out of the bedroom again, and if the sounds coming from behind the door were any indication, Heather had received not one, but two more chances herself. So really, Heather was just being unreasonable. 

The door opened, and master came hurrying in, carrying a bag from a local drug store. He approached Heather, who gave him pathetic puppy dog eyes as he guiltily pet her, making a big show of paying special attention to her after his “betrayal” last night. 

Then he approached Jackie. He crouched down next to her with an awkward look and said, “Listen, Jackie… what happened last night… it was wrong.” 

Jackie looked up at him with a faint smile and innocently asked, “Was it master? I thought we both knew exactly what we were doing, and loved it.” 

Lucas winced. “I… I got carried away, Jackie. Even if I did think that what we were doing was hot, it’s not right. I’m married to Heather. And, even if she accepts that we have a sexual relationship, getting you pregnant is going way too far.”

Jackie’s face held a cryptic smile, her eyes dancing with a secretive light. “If you say so, master,” she said noncommittally. Lucas gave her a wry look and pulled an individually wrapped pill from the pharmacy bag he was carrying. “I’d like you to take this morning after pill Jackie. And from now on, you need to be good and take your birth control, ok? Master’s orders.”

Jackie took the large pill and made a big show of swallowing it. “Of course master,” she said meekly, rising to rub herseld against his legs, “I only want to be a good little kitty for you, after all. I’m sorry if I made you mad.”

Lucas looked relieved, and he reached down to rub Jackie’s head affectionately. “It’s alright, Jackie. I know this past week has been hard, so I understand if you got a little… heated. I promise, there’s just a day or two left of Heather’s window this month, and then things will be back to normal.” He got up from his crouch and moved toward the bedroom, patting his leg to call his wife to his side. 

“Speaking of which! I owe you some extra time today, baby. Come on, let’s spend some quality time together.”

Heather shot Jackie a look of smugness still mixed with prickly, injured pride, then followed Lucas into the bedroom.

Jackie waited cautiously until she was sure that they weren't coming back out, then hurried to the bathroom.

plunk

The morning after pill sunk to the bottom of the bowl, and was flushed away a moment later. 

Jackie returned to the ray of sunlight and stretched out onto the ground again, idly rubbing her flat, toned tummy. She felt the tiniest bit bad for disobeying her master, but she knew he would forgive her.

She knew that what master was saying wasn't really what he wanted in his heart. She had seen his true feelings last night. He might be embarrassed, he might even think it was wrong to want it, but Master wanted his sweet little kitty to have his babies.

And the only thing Jackie wanted in the world was to please her master.

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