Your wives are discovering new ways to surprise you

Later that day Helena bounds up to you and gives you a big hug. "What's that for?" you ask, hugging her back and kissing her ear. She wriggles in your arms and says, "Nothing," while smiling happily. She breathes deeply, inhaling your scent and says, "Lessia got me to find you, you're needed in the master bedroom."

"Oh? What for?"

"Mmmm, yeah, just there," she says, pressing her head against your fingers as you rub the base of her ear. When you pause she says, "You're needed, that's why."

You use both hands and really give her ears a good scratch until Helena is biting your shoulder lightly as she purrs. "Not even a hint?" you tease.

"No. If I don't tell you are you going to keep scratching?"

"Is Alice being so lazy she doesn't even want to get dressed today?"

"That wouldn't stop her coming to find you if she was horny."

"True, true. So a mystery?"

"Mmmm, hmmm." Her tail bats happily from side to side.

"I might have to tickle your tail if this isn't fun," you tease her.

Harmony squeaks and laughs. "I don't have to worry then. Go on," and then she worms out of your grasp and bounds down the hall, full of crazy catgirl energy.

Soon, in the master bedroom...

You find the room only dimly lit. That's reasonably normal, considering the odd hours all of you keep with so many kittens to care for. But the room is also quiet and you can see only one body, curled up on the master bed, wrapped in blankets. Her head is beneath the covers like the rest of her body, but a good amount of long, black hair spills out onto the pillow and a pale, fur free hand pokes out nearby.

Lessia would normally be up by now, so you approach, asking, "Are you feeling alright? It's not like you to spend the whole day sleeping."

She lets out a deep groan, but it doesn't sound quite right. It's a little too deep. You check with your magic and see that the hand and hair are illusions, created by a certain necklace you gave your wives. The person in your bed is none other than Kyelle, her larger form carefully concealed by the arrangement of blankets. Not letting her know the jig is up you get closer and closer. You get onto the bed itself and crawl toward her.

"Whagh!" Kyelle shouts as she launches from under the covers, diving for you. With a thud she ends up on top of you, her eyes are sparkling with joy.

You take a few moments, noticing her naked and 'human' form. Kyelle is definitely a striking looking girl, catfolk or no. "What's this about?" you ask her. As you gently run your hand up her arm you ask, "And how many of my wives need a spanking for arranging this?"

"Mmmm, pretty much all of them."

"Let me guess - Yvonne suggested you should pounce me and Alice and Sandra encouraged you?"

"Ohhh," she lowers her body, pressing it against you, "You know them too well." A bit of her typical shyness returns and she asks, "You aren't mad, are you?"

"No, not really." You pull her down for a kiss. "Now, much as I appreciate this," you tap the necklace, "if we are going to make love then I want you the way Bast intended."

She sits up again and looks down at you. "I do make a pretty human though, right?"

You put your hands on her small breasts and gently rub them in little circles, "Of course. You're big, strong and beautiful," you tell her. You let your hands slide down her body to her abs and add, "Maybe you're a bit scarier like this."

"Oh?"

"Not many human women with a body like this," you tell her as you massage her well defined tummy muscles.

"I guess I won't have that for much longer," she says as she takes of the necklace, gently putting it off to the side.

"You'll get them back in no time. Besides, you know how Yvonne acted when her belly got big."

Kyelle smiles. It's a lovely, honest smile. "Yeah, she moaned and complained when we were alone, but she was always rubbing the swell of her belly, like she was amazed it was there. And sometimes, when she thought I wasn't looking, she had this cute smile."

"Mmmmm, yeah. She blamed me, complained about not being able to exercise, but she also would cuddle up when she thought I was asleep."

"I want that," Kyelle whispers.

"You have that. All of it."

"It doesn't feel real." She pauses for a long time, letting you feel her body. Finally she says, "I don't know what you want. Yvonne said if I did this you'd probably roll me over and..." her mouth curls up and her ears twitch.

"What do you mean, what do I want?" you ask. Knowing how her shy streak can suddenly come to the fore, you feed her a little magic to make sure Kyelle is more relaxed.

"Oh, you know. As a girl. You've got all these wives, so what do you want me to be?"

"Kyelle - you're not a peg I'm going to **** into in the 'right' hole. I want you to be you, the same as for all our wives."

"Ummm, but I don't even really know if I'll like it?" Now she looks really worried.

"You mean you might want my wives instead of me?"

"I wish I hadn't said that," she says, trying not to look at you.

"Well... if that's how things are then we can work something out," you tell her. "I'm not going to kick you out of the family. If you do end up only liking girls I can use the help. Have you seen how much sex my wives want?" You rub her cheek, withdrawing your magic slowly so she doesn't notice the change. "But maybe you will like it?"

"Yes," she nods emphatically, "I hope so. I'm just worried..."

You pull her down for a good, solid kiss. "Tell you what - today, I'll do what Yvonne told you to expect. But next time I want you to decide what we're going to do, what you're going to behave like. You get to change things all the time, okay? Bashful, pushy, sensual, seductive... anything can be fun."

"Um, okay."

"That way things stay interesting," you tell her, flipping her over so that you are now above her. "That way," you say as you give her another kiss, "things stay spicy."

"Mmmm."

After some further massaging of her shoulders and her breasts you turn your big kitten over. When your fingers start to rub up and down her spine she moans and that long, thick tail lazily swings from side to side. You're getting horny taking care of this gentle giant, so you catch her tail as it swings. Then you do something that has always caused Yvonne to bat at you and flail until she's sitting on top of you. You dig your fingers in, separating her tail muscles and loosening her up. Kyelle lets out a higher pitched moan as you use your magic to find tense muscles in her tail, stretching and massaging them. By the time you work back to the big muscles at the root of her tail she's panting and you can see the wetness between her thighs.

She's so horny that a light touch on her hips, the slightest pull upward, has Kyelle raising herself into position for kitty style. Her tail is still so relaxed that it's barely moving and sort of drooping, but as you move behind her it swings aside. Looks like every bit of this shy kitty is eager to feel what a man can do.

You slowly, tenderly rub against her and Kyelle groans into the pillow. You press against her labia and they spread open, welcoming you. You push deeper and although Kyelle is pretty tight there's no real resistance. Once you sheathe yourself completely inside her you nibble at her ear and whisper, "Still think you'll only want my wives?" She answers by bucking back at you and crying, "More."

Your first time with Kyelle lasts a long time. You make sure she cums, then you flip her over so you can kiss her when she eventually cums a second time. By the time you finally loose a batch of your seed deep inside her she's begging for it. Despite the babies already growing in her belly she cries, "Make me a mother!" as you cum. Perhaps she can feel your hot load as it spreads out insider her because as you're finishing she arches her back and cums a third time.

You're panting too, now. You slide off Kyelle, feeling happy and spent. She immediately latches on to you, cuddling up against you and wrapping her thighs around your midsection as if she wants every inch of her body touching yours. "I want more," she says.

"Heh, do you mean more of what we just did or more of these," you ask, patting her flank just above her hip, right next to her womb.

"Mmmmm. Yes."

"You've already got three little ones growing in there, you know."

"Puuuurrrrr," comes from deep inside her throat, vibrating you. She looks over at you, happy, eyes twinkling. "What do you want me to be?" she asks again.

"Three is a good number to start with..."

"Yes," she says, "But you're a mage?"

"Honestly, I think you'll thank me for keeping you to three for your first litter."

"You know, Helena already offered to carry some of my babies," she whispers. "And then Harmony did too. And Sandra. And when Renee heard about it she did too."

"Hmmm, what a strange and wonderful set of wives I have." you say, cradling her neck so you can give her a long, deep, kiss. When it's over you finish your thought. "If they say yes when we ask them then why not? I'm looking forward to meeting our little ones, so if you don't mind having to rub their tummies to feel our young..."

She keeps you from saying anything else, both with hungry lips and with a pair of thighs that try to squeeze all the air out of your lungs as she hugs you tight.