Chapter 1: Introduction
Daisy pulls up in front of her childhood home, dust swirling behind her silver sedan. She takes a deep breath, smelling the sweet scent of honeysuckle that always greets her when she comes back to Tennessee. The sun is dipping below the horizon, casting long, golden shadows that dance across the lawn. The old oak tree by the mailbox sways gently in the breeze, leaves rustling and whispering secrets long hushed.
Smiling, she reaches for her bag and steps out of the car, her flip-flops sticking to the pavement.
As she approaches the creaky porch wrapped around the old farmhouse, she can see her parents standing in the doorway, silhouettes against the fading light.
"Hey, y'all!" she calls out, waving a hand as she climbs the steps. "Look who's back in town!"
Momma greets her with a hug, her arms strong and comforting as they squeeze her tightly, and Daisy can smell her jasmine perfume mixed with the woodsy scent of collie dog shampoo.
Pops announces to the only other person in the house, Daisy's older brother, Colton, "well lookie who's here!"
Colton, who was in the other room rushes to see his younger sister. He hadn't seen her in eight years.
Last time Colton saw Daisy was when she left for Los Angeles to pursue her writing dreams. Daisy, his baby sister, has always been a dreamer. She was a little girl at heart with sparkling green eyes, always ready to adventure. He wondered how her life's been since she left.
Their parent's house felt exactly like Daisy had left it, for better or worse.
Sticking out amongst the well-worn furniture and stacks of books, a taxidermied wolf wearing a cowboy hat grinned over the mantelpiece, forever frozen mid-howl. The whole house seemed to groan with age and history, but Daisy couldn't help but be comforted by the familiar chaos.
Dinner was a somber affair though as Momma had some pretty devastating news. "I have breast cancer." She announced.
Colton choked on his smoked brisket and dad's fork clattered against his plate, forgotten. Silence for a few moments, except the occasional sizzle from the kitchen.
Daisy gripped her fork tightly, tears stinging her eyes. "What happens next?" she asked quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Momma took a deep breath, dabbing at the corner of her eyes with a napkin. "I've got chemo treatments coming up, and radiation a few weeks after.
The doctor says it's gonna be rough, and there's always a chance it might not work," Momma explained, her voice stronger than Daisy had expected.
Colton cleared his throat, "But you're tough, Mom, you'll get through it."
Daisy nodded firmly, not wanting her emotions to take over the conversation.
"Of course you will. We're gonna be right here with you every step of the way," she said, fixing her mom with a determined gaze.
Daisy knew her mom wouldn't want to talk about it any further tonight, certain her parents didn't want to ruin the rest of their visit.
Once dinner was cleaned up, Dad led Daisy and Colton upstairs to their childhood rooms. "We did a lot of cleaning up here. We didn't want you to feel that you were still kids living with us." He said with a laugh.
He opened the door and it looked exactly as Daisy remembered it, just washed down. There used to be a bunk beb and a large play area where Daisy and Colton would play with toys but now it was two beds and a large space in between .
The same band posters adorned the walls, and the horse figurines lined up on her dresser. The same worn-out multicolored carpet, along with the various western posters, was on the floor.
"Well, your ma and I have a lot of work in the morning. We'll see you tomorrow!" He said as he closed the door.
But he didn't leave, He quickly opened the door, "Oh yeah and the animals are especially happy to see you. Especially Whiskey."
Daisy smiled. "I'll have to see him in the morning."
She said as she kicked off her shoes, sinking her bare toes into the soft, familiar carpet.
Daisy walked over to the window and looked out at the darkened ranch, a sense of longing tugging at her heart. She could feel the tension of the day weighing heavy on her shoulders, and the worry for her mother's health gnawed at her insides.
She turned to the bed and noticed the familiar black figure curled up on top of her blanket. It was Itsuki, her old cat. She named him that after an anime character he reminded her of. She petted the sleeping cat only once, as he did not like being startled.
"I'm off to bed." Daisy said.
"Thats fine, I'll come up when I'm tired." Colton sid as he took his laptop off the charger.
Most of his work was online, but the wifi in the house was ungodly slow. Colton was the only one who could tolerate it. It got to the point where her parents stopped using electronics all together and lived their lives like they were in the 1800s. Daisy decided she needed a technology detox as well and silenced her phone.
She changed into her favorite faded black nightgown and climbed under the old, threadbare comforter. The covers felt strangely cool against her skin, but she nestled deeper into the familiar embrace of the wrought-iron bed.
The room was quiet, save for the distant sound of animals stirring in the barn. Daisy listened more closely, hearing her beloved horses whinnying and nicker like old friends catching up.
Daisy drifted off to sleep. She was known to have wild and silly dreams that no one could make sense of. The sun was starting to rise and Itsuki yawned and stretched his arms as he lay next to his sleeping childhood companion.
Daisy tossed and turned in her slumber, unaware of Itsuki's watchful gaze.
Daisy had always had a wild imagination, which was why it didn't surprise Itsuki when he saw the glint in her eye as she started to dream. In her dream, Itsuki transformed into a dashing anime character that came to life from her favorite show.
In Daisy's dream, the black-haired anime boy leaned in close to whisper in her ear, his voice deep and sultry. He was tall, dark and handsome. She couldn't resist him.
In the real world, Itsuki knew her too well as Daisy made a lot of sounds in her sleep and she let a girlish giggle followed by a moan.
He was pleased, but not entirely surprised, as he had become somewhat of a expert on her sleeping habits.
He watched as Daisy's body moved and twisted beneath the blankets, her breathing quickening. Her eyelids fluttered open momentarily, then closed again, her dreams pulling her deeper into their grasp.
He had to admit, she was sexy. He hadn't seen her since she was a teenager and now here she was as a full grown woman. In Itsuki's eyes, Daisy was a goddess.
Her hair, a riot of golden curls, cascaded down her back, catching the early morning light that filtered through the curtains. Her skin was smooth and pale, untouched by the California sun that she now basked in year round.
Itsuki couldn't help but stare at her. It had been so long since he had seen her like this, vulnerable and unguarded. He knew that he should have turned away, but he couldn't help himself.
As Daisy's breathing deepened, Itsuki slowly approached her, his eyes never leaving hers. He peeled off the blanket ever so slightly but it was too heavy. Fortenately, it was now on the floor and now Daisy's sleeping form was now in front of him with no strings attached.
He slowly crawled closer to her, his limbs lunge forward gracefully like a panther stalking its prey. Daisy twitched in her sleep, but she remained blissfully unaware of Itsuki's presence.
The night gown she wore was long but the way she was positioned revealed enough of her bottom half. She was wearing white bikini breifs.
Itsuki's eyes widened as a surge of heat coursed through him. He fought the urge to bury his head in the crook of her neck and breathe in deeply.
As he stood over her, Itsuki couldn't help himself, he reached out tentatively and trailed the length of her calf with a single claw. Her skin was so soft, so much more feminine than he remembered her when he first laid eyes on her all those years ago as a teenage kitten.
His paw reached her thigh. He felt some sort of dampness between her legs. As he made his way further up, Daisy let out an moan, "Itsuki."
Itsuki's eyes widened. Was she dreaming of him?
Or was it some stroke of luck that brought his claw right to that damp spot in her thin-material panties?
Either way, Itsuki's paw rested right there between her legs, and the friction of his claws against the already sensitive fabric sent waves of pleasure through Daisy that made her arch her back and let out a deep, soulful moan.
"Itsuki," she murmured, half asleep and half lost in the haze of her vivid and sensuous dreams.
The black cat paused, his paw resting between her legs for a mere moment, as if checking to see if she was truly there, and then resumed the slow movement upwards.
Daisy let out a soft hum of satisfaction, her body practically purring with pleasure as she sunk deeper into her dreams. Unbeknownst to her, her hands had wandered downwards, her fingers slipping beneath her panties with ease. She let out a sigh, the sound shaky and breathless, as she felt herself slide deeper into the fantasy that unfolded before her eyes.
Her fingers moved agilely and with purpose, sliding underneath her panties and teasing the erect bud hidden within.
Gently, she flicked at her clit, her body arching off the bed at the sudden contact. Itsuki's paw paused, watching her with a tongue-tied expression. He didn't know what to do next. But Daisy needed no guidance, her hands were skilled and she knew exactly how to take control.
She moaned again, louder this time as she plunged two fingers deep inside herself.
Itsuki couldn't hold it in anymore. He decided to help out as he gently nipped the crotch of the panties, pulling them down her leg.
Daisy slightly moved in her sleep, letting out a soft sigh as she let him remove the remaining fabric.
Itsuki felt his own desire kick in, not just as a cat but also as a man would feel. He wanted to see her more clearly and with no barriers. He slowly worked on releasing the ribbons holding the gown up, removing the whole thing within seconds. With no hesitation, he took in her naked form. He had seen her naked before but it was different this time.
The only times he saw her naked is when she was getting fo bathtime when she was younger, but now here Daisy was as a full grown woman. He stared at her wet pussy lips, just aching for fingers or a tongue to caress it.
The folds of her entrance are red and plump, the outer lips swollen and glistening with her dripping wetness.
Itsuki inhaled deeply, letting out a low growl as he took in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. He moved his face closer, his cheek brushing against the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. Her skin was incredibly soft, smelling faintly of soap and vanilla. The combination of her scents drove Itsuki into a frenzy, a desperate need to taste her taking over him.
He pressed his lips against her thigh, tracing patterns with his tongue as he breathed in deeply. Daisy let out a low whimper, her body rocking against his lips instinctively.
Itsuki's hand navigated its way to the center of her sex. It would have been easy for him to just take control. But he trusted her, knew her hidden desires like he knew his own name. Besides, this was a dream, one he had long fantasized about. He wanted to share this moment with her conscious mind as much as her sleeping one.
Slowly, carefully, he moved his lips over her hood, let his tongue dance around the bundle of nerves hidden beneath it. Daisy let out a soft gasp, her body lifting off the bed as he teased her. She felt so vulnerable, so exposed yet it was a feeling she desired.
He could feel her heart racing against his chest, her body twisting with every suck and lick. His claws were retracted, not wanting to hurt her. Yet, he couldn't help but use them gently to pull her fleshy labia aside, revealing the wet pink flesh hidden within.
Daisy gave out a moan of pleasure, arching her back as she felt his lips touch the sensitive skin of her entrance. She felt a tingling sensation spread throughout her body, from her toes, up her spine, and finally settling in her core. This was something she had never experienced before, not even with a lover. It was intoxicating, exhilarating, electrifying.
His tongue flicked against her clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. It felt like nothing she had ever experienced before.
"Oh my god!" She moaned loudly as her eyes flashed open. She could feel something licking her folds and it felt amazing. But she wasn't sure what it was. She looked up and saw Itsuki and was startled. "Itsuki?" She cried.
She couldn't believe what was happening. Was she dreaming? Or was Itsuki, the black cat who had slept by her side since she was a child, truly between her legs, his tongue expertly teasing her swollen clit?
Itsuki chuckled and said, "well I guess the cat is out of the bag." He poofed into his half human form, while still retaining his ears, tails and whiskers. "Literally."
Daisy looked at him in shock. Was she still dreaming?
Had she fallen into a deep, sensual sleep where the lines between reality and fantasy had blurred, leaving her vulnerable to her own lustful desires?
"Who are you and what have you done with my cat?" She shreiked but Istsuki ssh'd her.
"Nothing. I am Itsuki." He said.
"But your human?" Daisy asked, confused.
"Am I dreaming?"
Itsuki smiled, brushing back a loose strand of hair that had fallen across Daisy's face. "No, darling. You're very much awake."
Daisy's eyes widened in shock. "But how? I mean, that's impossible."
Itsuki continued to stroke her hair. "I've been under a glamour ever since you adopted me. Now that your old enough, you can see my true form."
"Yep, definately dreaming. I'm going back to bed." Daisy said, as she tried to find the blankets, but discovered they were on the floor. Before she could grab them, Itsuki grabbed her wrists.
"Not so fast," he said, his voice soothing. "I think we should finish what we started, don't you think?" He pointed to her glistening sex. Daisy blushed. She did enjoy his tongue but he was some strange pervert in her house. Could she really say yes to him?
she thought. Sure, she had fantasized about Itsuki before in that secret part of her heart that knew he wasn't just her pet. He was a being with feelings and emotions and his own life.
But now that she was confronted with him like this, his dark eyes boring into hers with an intensity that set her skin alight with goosebumps, she wasn't so sure.
"Say something, Daisy," Itsuki murmured, his grip on her wrists softening just enough to loosen the knot of anxiety in her chest.
Her mind raced, thoughts tangling together as she tried to process what was happening. On one hand, she knew this was crazy. Itsuki wasn't just her cat—he was something else entirely, something otherworldly and unknowable. And yet, she couldn't ignore the magnetic pull she felt towards him, the thrum of desire that coursed through every inch of her body as she looked into his eyes.
Slowly, she nodded. "I want to," she whispered.
She wasn't sure where the words came from, but once they left her lips, a weight lifted off her shoulders. She had never been so sure of anything in her entire life.
"Then lay down, sweetheart." Itsuki instructed.
Daisy did so as Itsuki spread her legs wide open.
He nudged her knees apart, and she let out a sigh that became a deep throated moan as she felt his warm, rough tongue flick at her. Itsuki wasted no time, tracing a path with his tongue all the way up her pink, dripping folds, tasting every inch of her.
Daisy couldn't help the sounds that escaped her lips. She moaned as he licked and sucked, teasing her mercilessly. It felt like he knew exactly where to touch her, exactly how much pressure to exert.
Every flick of his tongue was perfect. And with every moan she let out, he grew bolder, teasing her clit with more fervor. But just when she thought she was going to explode, he pulled away, leaving her limp and panting with anticipation.
Daisy wasn't sure how long they stayed like that, him licking and sucking at her, her head tossing back and forth with each wave of pleasure.
She could feel the tension building inside of her, the pleasure coursing through her like a tidal wave. "Itsuki, oh god, I'm going to-" she gasped, but he didn't let up, his tongue moving faster and more insistent than ever.
She felt the wave crash over her, her body shaking and trembling as she reached her climax. Itsuki didn't let up, his tongue lapping at her until finally, she placed her hand on his head, signaling for him to stop.
She caught her breath, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm as her body relaxed against the cool sheets.
He remained lying between her legs, his head resting on her hip, a contented purr rumbling in his chest. Daisy smiled, running her fingers through his skin, marvelling at how he was able to maintain such an anthropomorphic form.
Her heart felt warm and full, and she couldn't help but wonder if this moment would ever happen again.
Itsuki then climbed on top of her, his throbbing cock, tracing her folds. "See how hard you make me?" Itsuki purred in her ear, his voice low and husky as he teased her entrance. "I think you like it."
Daisy's response was lost in a gasp as she felt Itsuki thrust inside her, filling her to the hilt. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, her desire for him overpowering any reservations or doubts she might have had.
Their bodies moved together in a rhythm as old as time, their moans and sighs of pleasure mingling in the early morning air.
Itsuki's hands roamed her body, tracing the curves and contours of her soft, feminine form as she writhed beneath him.
Daisy's nails dug into his shoulders as he quickened his pace, their bodies slapping together with a primal urgency that set her heart racing. She had never felt this way before, not even with the few lovers she had had in the past.
Itsuki's eyes locked onto hers, his dark gaze filled with a intensity that stole her breath away.
She could feel his cock pulsing inside her, filling her completely and making her tremble with pleasure.
Daisy's nails dug deeper into Itsuki's shoulders as he continued to thrust into her, harder and faster. She could feel herself building up to another orgasm, the pleasure coiling deep within her core like a tightly wound spring.
He moved his hand down to her clit, rubbing it in rhythm with his thrusts. Daisy felt herself spiraling towards the edge.
"Itsuki," she gasped, a tremor racing down her spine. Itsuki knew exactly what she needed. He slipped a thumb between her folds, teasing her entrance as his fingers found purchase on her clit.
Her head fell back as her body arched beneath him. Daisy couldn't believe what was happening. And yet, the logical part of her mind knew that Itsuki was no ordinary cat—he was a supernatural being who had been hiding his true form for years. A being who now had her sprawled beneath him, writhing with pleasure.
Daisy could feel every inch of him, his cock throbbing and pulsing inside her. Her own release was building, the tension coiling deep within her like a tightly wound spring. Itsuki's fingers on her clit were perfect, just the right amount of pressure and speed, sending waves of pleasure through her body as she moaned his name.
Her orgasm hit her suddenly, like a tidal wave crashing over her, leaving her dizzy and disoriented in its wake.
Everything went black for a moment, and when Daisy opened her eyes, Itsuki was looking down at her with a satisfied smile. He slowly pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices, leaving a warm emptiness behind.
Daisy twitched and moaned, not quite ready to give up the sink of satisfaction that his presence had given her. He looked down at her with a tender smile and leaned in to kiss her gently on the stomach, eliciting a contented sigh from her.
Itsuki pulled himself up to lay next to Daisy, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her soft skin. The morning sun was streaming in through the window, casting a warm glow on their naked bodies. Daisy turned to look at him, her eyes full of wonder and curiosity.
"How did this happen?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Itsuki looked at her, a small smile playing on his lips. "Like I said, dear, I've been under a glamour. Now that the spell is broken, you can see my human form."
"Does my family know about your glamour?" Daisy asked.
Itsuki chuckled. "Of course they do. In fact ALL the animals on the farm have glamour." Itsuki explained. Daisy's eyes widened.
"But how?" Daisy asked.
Itsuki shurgged. "I think your ancestors were wizards or something and turned animals into a hybrids. And those hybrids passed down from generation to generation."
Itsuki replied.
This revelation made Daisy's mind spin. It was a lot to take in at once, but a feeling of warmth and happiness filled her as she realized she wasn't alone in this world of magic and wonder.
There was a moment of silence as Daisy tried to gather her thoughts. Itsuki cuddled her and asked, "I don't suppose you can suck me off, can you?"