The Gift   (Tarin and Wishing for More)
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				Title: <strong>The Gift   (Tarin and Wishing for More)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winsome Lass</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 21:42:27</strong>
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				In another world, similar to our own in time and space, cultural setting similar to modern day today. but with a few differences.&nbsp; Cat Boys are rare, but available to those in the know, and Lisa had a friend who <strong>was</strong> in the know.&nbsp; She had a small home of her own, a quiet cottage in the woods, with all the privacy anyone could ask for.&nbsp; As for time, let's place it in that fantasy world, with the time and cultural setting similar to modern day today.<br><br>Her very good friend had arranged for a gift, and Lisa was waiting for the gift to arrive. The young woman had lacked company, and was happy to get a pet.&nbsp; It wasn't long before a sleek black limousine slid up in front of the cottage.&nbsp; A chauffer opened the door and walked to the porch and rang the doorbell.&nbsp; When she went to the door, she saw the Cat boy, and clapped her hands happily.&nbsp; This was going to be so much fun!<br><br>As the driver handed her the leash, she smiled and walked into the house with her new CatBoy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift   (Tarin and Wishing for More)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tarin</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 16:46:29</strong>
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				Behind tinted window he sat, could only watch tree after tree pass by. Alone. The whole limo for himself, a golden cage as many would see it, describe his live. Not that he cared much. He knew he was rare...a phenomena, strange, loved and hated all the same. And he had been lucky to be taken from the hated side, rescued from cruel tormentors that thought him abnormal, wished his death...though not before torture. Of course the longevity, the felines resistant body kept him alive, much longer then he would have wished for. At last rescued, found and taken care of. Which now was barely a few weeks in the past. <br><br>Now he was washed, had gotten food and some cloths, had gotten the time to heal those wounds his body had to endure, cause there were those too, that cherished his kin, saw the gracefull creatures that were just seeking some comfort at most, lead mostly simple lives, didn't -need- more, besides someone to care. Because of that he didn't mind, knowing he was driven to someone that he would serve, given away as a gift. He even was a bit happy, for he would help that new person, would make her happy in some way or another. What better was there to do?<br><br>After the longest time the limo arrived, drove in front of a nice house. Nothing too big, to get lost within, but not too small either. Maybe he was even allowed a small room? He bit lightly his lip, pushed down his anticipation, as the door opened, a single blink having big, round pupils change to small slits as he stepped into the light. <br><br>He was a slim thing, lean, though the shirt he wore might hide the slight muscles he possessed...not that she would see anyway, beneath the black fur that covered his frame. That pelt for now seen on his wrists and palms, though certainly shorter there, fingers tipped with sturdy looking nails...some he had to make sure to use carefully as they could be vicious. Ears, two triangular shapes perked from equal black hair that reached down, low onto his back, mane untamed, resting there. His head was tilted forward, not meeting her eyes, though she would know he had thy typical cat green, slitted eyes of his kin. Behind lush tail swung, never ending back and forth, black as well, though tipped by pristine white.<br><br>"Hello mistress..." soft words spoken, smile lingering on his lips as the leash was given over and he was lead into his new home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift   (Tarin and Wishing for More)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winsome Lass</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 19:08:24</strong>
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				She was somehow confused though.&nbsp; She had thought that what she was getting was something like a slightly larger cat.&nbsp; What she had was in fact a CatMan, a slim male, full size compared to a normal human.&nbsp; He was furry, though, his black fur sleek and gleaming.&nbsp; He was quite beautiful, but much different than the miniature version she had expected.&nbsp; His ears clearly visible.<br><br>She jumped a bit as she heard him say "Hello mistress."&nbsp; She hadn't known that he was able to speak.&nbsp; She said "I'm sorry, you startled me.&nbsp; I wasn't aware you could speak, but clearly you can."&nbsp; She took a step backward and said "Turn please, I'd like to get a good look at you."&nbsp; She had noted that he was definitely a male... interesting, she thought.<br><br>"Hello," she said, "I am Lisa, and this is my home.&nbsp; I have plenty of space, so lte me show you the house and I think I'll have you across the hall from my room.&nbsp; Here it is, it's yours now, and there's an attached bath and shower.&nbsp; Please feel free to rest, or freshen up if you like while I read the documents that were dropped off with you.&nbsp; "Oh yes, I forgot to ask, what is your name?" <br><br>She turned and went to her room, and sat in a chair near the sunlit window, reading about her new "pet".&nbsp; Why it seemed that he would be a servant, maybe a slave if she so chose.&nbsp; The documents were full of information, including the training and experience the Cat-man had.&nbsp; This was goinf to be <strong>very</strong> interesting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift   (Tarin and Wishing for More)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tarin</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 17:56:47</strong>
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				His lips twitched into a small smile, seeing her moment of shock, that moment where she was just...surprised to see something she hadn't expected. Many thought them more a myth...and then at pest a bit larger then pet cat. There never had been many information released on them anyway. <br><br>"Mistress Lisa, a pleasure to meet you..." he turned around, once, slowly to show her the rest of his, tail vanishing through hole of his pants, to where it was attached at his lower back, a nice, shapely bottom resting in the garments...the type one more often then not, wished to just pinch. <br><br>Her words had his eyes slightly wide, suprise now on his face, happiness maybe? A room for himself! He was almost giddy to get there and even soon was released, shown around and brought to his room. "Please, just call me, when you have need of me..."<br><br>The file:<br><br><em>Documentation about Cat Number 025670:</em><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Blacktip (every other name he will accept)<br><strong>Age:</strong> 23<br><strong>Furcolour:</strong> Black<br><strong>Height:</strong> 5'7"<br><strong>Learned skills:</strong> reading, math, arts of pleasuring, serving<br><strong>Natural abilities:</strong> good climber, enhanced sense of balance, adapt at dancing, general ability to learn and pick up things fast, flexible<br><strong>Additional notes: Been abused before, should be carefully handled</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift   (Tarin and Wishing for More)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Winsome Lass</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 21:26:30</strong>
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				Lisa watched as the CatBoy turned, his sleek body and shapely arse drew her attention.&nbsp; She said, "Thank you Blacktip.&nbsp; I'll let you go to your room, so make yourself comfortable.&nbsp; I'll read these documents, and we can talk later."&nbsp; She really didn't know what she was going to do with blacktip.&nbsp; She opened the envelope and looked at his documents.<br><br>She dropped the papers as she gasped.&nbsp; Picking them up again she read them closely.&nbsp; It seemed he had many skills, but her eyes kept going back to the learned skills entry for "arts of pleasuring."&nbsp; Her face grew hot as she began to realize this pet was <strong>very</strong> different than any she had known!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift   (Tarin and Wishing for More)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tarin</strong> on <strong>23-11-2008, 09:03:54</strong>
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				On the following pages of the document were details to the previous owners, how he had been abused and could be rather drawn back, shy, even when he had been trained to serve. Serving didn't mean rough beatings, whips and similar, things she would find traces of, should she ever get a closer look at him, when she would be able to feel through his fur and expore the lines that where hidden within it. <br><br>He slowly made his way to his room, had it pointed out to him. Hesitated, almost in awe he opened the room and peered into it, slipped insides to close the door behind. His eyes roamed along...smooth wooden flooring, a nice and comfortable looking bed, reading material stacked and neatly arranged in the bookshelve against the wall, a wardrobe and chest of drawers...those two to be filled still, when his possessions, the bit of cloths he did still have would arrive. What drew him most though was the small hearth, with a large fur rug in front of it, as well as the large windows. which gave a nice look into the manor's gardens that looked well kept, much green, just a bit wilderness. He smiled and the first move, towards those windows, one opened (it could only be tilted, for air, not completely opened), and the windowbank claimed for himself, leaning against the glass, peering out, just that small smile tugging on his lips, knowing nature never was very far away.<br><br>He sat there, for long times, just looking outsides, keeping eyes in the gardens and the forest behind, thinking about his new owner. They had promised him she would be nice...and she was, till now. <br><br>(you might want to describe your characters appearance a bit, please ;) )
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