Edible Incredible

You open the container and stop a moment. You were going to save these for after supper, but a little treat was called for. You take two brownies out and cut each in half. You pass out a chunk to each of you.

"Now, I've never made these before. I don't know how they'll taste." You say.

They all smile. "They look delicious." Your mother says. It was true, they were moist with a deep chocolate brown color. They looked better than most store bought ones.

You pull down a few glasses and pour a glass of milk for everyone too. The four of you sit around the kitchen table and just happily watch the new little family member snooze, nestled in your mom's ample bosom. You were almost jealous, talk about the most perfect sleeping spot in the world!

The four of you begin munching on the brownies. Chloe gobbles hers down in two big bites while the rest of you eat yours.

"Mmm, they're good!" Elsie chirps as Chloe gives you a big thumbs up, her cheeks bulging with brownie.

Your mother agrees. "Yeah...a little different than mine. There's a...I dunno...something different." She was right, a bit different but still yummy.

You state proudly. "Grandma said if they are made with love they taste better."

"Well, I can't argue with that." Your mom looks down to the sleeping ball of fur nestled in her cleavage. "What's her name Chloe?"

"Muff." She answers as she washes down the treat with a swig of milk. "Muffin Bailey."

"Muffin, that's cute. I like it." She gazes at it lovingly, then her nose crinkles. "She smells though."

"Oh no. My pussy smells?" Chloe says. "I hadn't noticed."

You finish your treat and drink your milk. You and El clean up as your mother and Chloe gather a few things to give Muff a good cleaning. The sink is halfway filled with warm water as your mother sends Chloe upstairs to grab a bottle of ultra-gentle shampoo and a towel. Before long they are depositing the unaware sleeping feline into the bath. The moment its tail touches the water it tries to struggle but your mother holds it firm, careful to have a good grip on both its front and back paws. Chloe takes some of the shampoo and rubs her little white pussy until it is clean. It yowls in protest. Yowling and mewing pitifully as if it was about to be drowned.

Your grandmother wanders in at this point. "What are you guys doing to it?" She approaches and stands with you and El to watch the wet Muff get bathed, she smiles. "I take it you're keeping her." You and El nod in unison.

Before long the cat stops its protests and just quietly endures the warm bath and massaging hands. They are extra careful not to get its ears wet. Once it was clean tip to tail your mother pulls it up out of the water...it is then you truly see how thin it really was. You could damn near see its skeleton under the soaked white fur, the scrawny cat shivers as it is taken from the warm bath.

Chloe swaddles it in the towel and dries it off. Your mother picks up the bowl of milk and dumps it down the drain. She rinses the bowl then fills it with fresh water and puts it down again. She looks to you and El. "I'm going to call Peg and get her to grab a few cans of cat food for Muffin on her way here, we can do a proper shopping run tomorrow." And she heads out of the room.

Your grandma says cheerily. "Oh, Peggy's coming over again. That's nice."

Elsie chirps. "Of course, she wants to see you guys."

Grandma rubs her hands together. "Well then, I guess we better make enough for everyone."

Without a word you and El fall in to assist with the cooking. Chloe takes Muffin out to the living room to visit with Grandpa. The three of you whip up a pretty easy Vietnamese dish involving rice noodles, some fried pork, peanuts, and a smattering of veggies. Your grandma pulls out a fish sauce she had grabbed at a Chinese grocery during your walk and spices some of it with hot pepper flakes. The easy chit-chat between you is cheerful and natural.

Your mother eventually walks back in. "Peg's going to be late. She said she'd grab some dinner at the lab."

"Oh, that's too bad." Your grandma bemoans. "And is Fiona joining us?"

Your mother shrugs. "I never know with her. If she isn't home when supper is ready we should probably just eat without her. Save her a plate maybe."

"Well...supper's ready."

"OH!" Your mom comes forward to inspect your creation. "Oh wow, looks delicious."

Everyone in the house gathers once more at the kitchen table. Once more you have that happy warm feeling as the family join together to share this time together, though you did wish the others were here. You sit and eat and visit. Your grandparents and you talking about the wonderful day you shared. The food was different from what you were used to but it was simple and fantastic. You were starting to feel light headed as the meal wore on, you hoped you weren't coming down with something.

Chloe was feeding Muffin most of her pork, the little kitty was sitting on the floor beside her hungrily gobbling up anything offered to it. Your mother didn't like the idea of the cat being fed at the table but given Muffin's emaciated state she doesn't say a word this time.

Out of the blue Chloe begins giggling...and giggling...and giggling. She was looking down at her cat, her shoulders bouncing with laughter. It is infectious, you and Elsie are joining in on the giggles though you're not even sure what was funny yet.

"What's so funny?" You ask through your laughter.

She looks up with that crooked grin of hers. "Pussy! Ha ha ha ha. Like a vagina! Ha ha ha ha! I'm feeding my pussy meat! Ha ha ha ha! Stuffing it full of meat! Ha ha ha ha!"

You and Elsie burst into a fresh round of giggles. Chloe had just put it together, that was fucking hilarious! You and El laughing causes Chloe to laugh more which in turn gets you and El going once more.

Elsie guffaws. "Chloe...I like your little Muff! Can I touch it!?" This elicits a whole new round of giggles among the three of you.

Your mother just shakes her head at the sudden youthful exuberance and you notice your grandparents give each other a concerned look.

"Jesse...did you guys have any brownies?" Your grandma asks.

You nod as you wipe a tear from your eye. "Uh huh."

She gets up and goes to check. She opens the green container and looks in, she shoots your grandfather a look.

In a flash it comes to you. "Shit!" You peep in an overly high pitched voice. "Green wasn't for good! Green was for...Green! Ha ha ha ha!"

Chloe and Elsie join in once more, though they don't know why.

"Oh wow. You ate the wrong brownies Jesse!" Your grandma says as she closes the container back up. "You three are going to be high as a kite!"

"Four!" Your mother exclaims with big nervous eyes. "Oh no! Jesse!"

Your grandfather just chuckles as he looks back at his wife. "Well my love, looks like we're being spotters tonight. This should be interesting."