Morning treat

His eyes twitched and parted open at the sound of the roosters crow. Rolling on his back to stretch his arms and legs, he wondered if more property damage is to be expected after the condition the tool shed was left in. Turning to his left, he was met with a lazy woman with her white hair left messy and frizzy with the blanket tangled around her waist leaving her ankles and arms exposed. When he gave her a nudge to her shoulder, she groaned. He rolled his eyes, knowing it was better to teach her now that if she were to stay then she ought to get use to waking up at this time of day.

He held her shoulder and shook her a bit, leading to the Nekomata to grumble and pull away. She rolled forward and fell over the edge of the bed, meowing in a cute yet alarmed manner. The farmhand chuckled and reached for his pants to cover his nudity, adjusting a string of rope around his waist and tying a knot at the front. Clothes were very commonly sold in large villages or populated market streets, but here around the forest and mountainous regions, clothes would be sown by your mother or passed down by family relatives so long ss they fit.

He had neither of those, so the clothes he wore need to suffice. Unfortunately, this meant that any rip and tear would anounce his poverty in a louder volume as he would struggle with sewing rags or other fabric to patch any tearing. His green tunic use to have sleeves, but he had long ago torn them off when they were ripped by thorny branches or soiled by mud and sweat in one of his many labors. The back of his tunic had a small hole to remind him of how often it would get snagged by a loose nail sticking out from a wooden post at the barn. His brown pants sagged around his ankles without a belt to keep them on his waist, and the knees were patched with rags that did not fit into the brown fabric.

The cloak he wore belonged to his employer Auguste, his son who has since grown into a strong and capable man had a few pairs of clothes that somewhat fit the farm workers frame. He made do with that, being careful not to wear them often to avoid having those clothes torn or soiled too. But he had grown accustomed to the clothes he wore for many full moons that it felt like a part of him by now, not to say he was a stranger to a wash, that is! Working with animals often required he end the day with a rinse and wash, scrubbing himself and his clothes only to repeat it by the same time in the next day.

Peaking over the mattress, he raised his eyebrow when he saw the blanket in a rolled up bundle but no Nekomata. He looked down when he felt something on his foot, finding the same white cat rubbing her head on his ankle.

He smiled as the cat crawled out from underneath the bed, rubbing her body against both of his legs. He reached out to stroke her fur when she backed away, making him raise his hand back in apology. "It's alright, I'm not gunna hurt you. Promise."

Keeping her eyes on him, she stepped forward and went back to rubbing her head on his leg, closing her eyes and enjoying herself.

Soon she felt his hand stroke her fur softly, drawing out an enjoyable purr as she wanted him to keep going. He giggled at how this was playing out and scooped her up, carrying her in a sort of cradle in his arms. KuliKuli licked his cheek again before wagging her paws playfully at him. He smiled before a thought crossed his mind. "Hey. Could you uh, do you understand what I'm saying?"

She blinked before touching his nose with her paw. He waited patiently until she nodded her head. "Well, could you show me... I mean, can you change back into your 'other' look?"

KuliKuli pounced off from his arms and flopped onto the bed, landing on her feet. She shook her head and stretched her arms before beginning to grow, slowly loosing the fur and blossoming back into her beautiful... naked human form. He couldn't help but to stare, jaw wide open at what he just witnessed as she waved playfully at him.

"Hungry."

He blinked. "D-Did you just talk?"

"Hungry!" She nodded and slipped out the door to the living room, returning with an empty bowl in her mouth. "Mlk, bweh!"

He slowly reached for the bowl and pulled it away from her teeth as she licked her paw before rubbing her hair. "Milk, please!"

KuliKuli hungrily lapped at the newly refilled bowl of milk, draining it with each lick as the hoo-man beside her stared curiously. Fortunately, the cows were in good health and did not seem distressed, a quick taste test proved that. He was ratyer satisfied when he was able to fill a bucket in one milking, today it proved to be rather sweet and plentiful. He let the cows out to walk around when he returned to pour some of this morning's milk into her bowl, to which she happily dipped her tongue into.

"You know, it would be much easier to drink if I gave it to you in a cup." She continued licking, paying no attention to him. "Sooooo... my name is Felix. Uhh, how long are you gunna be staying here with me then?"

KuliKuli looked up, wiping her mouth of any left over milk before licking her palm clean. "Mmh, stay? I thought you wanted me around, that's what you said to me when I woke up here. Did you change your mind?"

"No-no no, not at all! Just uh, was curious that's all. I didn't think you heard me, you were awake then? How did you get here?"

"I can leave if you want-"

"No, really I would be happier if you stayed." He answered before rubbing his head and sitting down. A moment of silence between them stuck around for an awkward space of time, neither knowing what else to say and awaiting for the other to make the first move.

"So uhh, why do you have two tails?" Felix asked finally.

She raised her head, milke dripping from her chin as she opened her mouth.

Burp!

"All Nekomata's have two tails." She responded, brushing her hair... fur... whatever, with the back of her paw. She glanced around before pushing the bowl towards him. "More please!" KuliKuli asked with a cute smile and her ears standing too excitedly.

Felix laughed to himself before delivering to her the bad news. "I don't think I have much more to offer, not for a while at least. The cow's are a bit drained and fatigued from the storm, sort of cranky too. Think you can hold off on milk for a bit?"

KuliKuli pouted and frowned, looking straight before raising her eyes as her ears stiffened and raised up as if she were on alert. On all fours, she slowly crawled towards Felix who began to grow curious and nervous. "Uhh, Kuli?"

She didn't answer, licking her lips and approaching him as if she were stalking her prey. He stumbled back. "What's wrong, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, just getting some milk." She purred, moving forward with a glimmer in her eye.

"But the uh, cows are outside." He swallowed, unsure where this was leading to and feeling himself back into a wall much to her delight. Her claws began to show which only made him more nervous.

"I'm not going for cow milk silly. I want yours."

"What? I don't have any...what are you..oh god.." He sucked in his breath as she began to fumble around with the waist of his pants before pulling them down.

"You make milk, I drank some before." She licked her lips upon seeing his 'teat' pop into view.

He covered himself with his hands, causing her to pull away with a questioning look as he nervously explained. "I-uhh, It's not that I don't want it but you don't have to do this either. Not if you feel like you need to."

"Mew?" She tilted her head.

"Perhaps I don't have the right words but if I won't be punishing you or pushing you away from here if you decide against this."

"You don't want to give me milk?" She asked.

"What you're doing is an intimate act partaken between lovers. You're very beautiful but..." He hesitated, was he doing what was right? "Is this something Nekomata's do that's normal?"

"I like milk." She replied.

"Yes but... do you get milk this way often?"

She shook her head. "Don't remember much, but this is the first. Never knew hoo-man make milks too!"

He frowned, she could talk although her language dialect needed some improving. He was going to argue further when she placed her paws on his thighs while making eye contact. "I want to."

"Y-You're sure?"

She nodded with a subtle smile forming in her cute face. "Want."

With that, he slowly removed his hands as she clapped her paws together, giggling when she saw her morning treat. She looked up at him as she gave his soft member a lick before smiling. "Can I have some milk?"

Oh dear.