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Feral Fetish

Chapter 6

A Cat and its Master

"Isis...?"

Isis' eyes slowly fluttered open at the call of her name. For some reason she felt a commanding nature behind it and when she found Yami standing next to her, she understood why. Immediately her mind linked to what had occurred, she assumed hours ago, and went to cover herself when she found a new white one-piece in place. A draping like cloth went around her neck and came down connecting to her bottoms. It was simple but still somehow sexy and quite stylish.

"Hello Yami, why have you returned?"

"Kaiba called. I suppose the spell I casted was not favorable to the circumstances." He gave a small smirk and Isis couldn't help but blush.

"I will take this as a misfortune rather than a premeditated action." Slowly Isis rolled onto her stomach, extended her arms, and gave a very catlike stretch. However the way her body arched and rolled, it was more erotic than intended. She rolled onto her back in a show of contentment and found the deep crimson eyes of the ex-Pharaoh giving her a very serious look. She fought against the blush considering she realized how inappropriate her actions could appear, "Atem, I apologize if I have offended you. At times it is hard for me to fight this feline nature."

"Mmm," Atem grunted nodding. However the solemn expression didn't leave his face. He shifted his weight to the opposing leg and crossed his arms, still staring.

Isis quickly sat up, not liking her once provocative pose while Yami was obviously concentrating on something important. Perhaps he was trying to use his magic or consider what spell to cast. Sitting up she sat at the end of the bed and crossed her legs; her tail whipped back and forth behind her. Glancing up at her fellow Egyptian she found his vision had yet to waver. "Is there something I could help you with?" She felt unnerved by the look. If it was possible it was intensifying. He didn't respond. "Is there an issue Atem?" Now she was worried.

"I'm trying to figure something out Isis."

"What may that be?" Isis really wanted to help him at this point. Perhaps Atem would finally tell her what he was doing; at least her tail would stop twitching.

"How in Ra you make such a succulent cat?" His left brow rose and slowly a sinful smirk crossed his lips. "I like watching you stretch."

"Really?" The response came out breathlessly and Isis couldn't believe how aroused Yami had just made her. Her tail was swaying in a "come hither" fashion while the hairs on her ears were standing on end. She assumed the cat within could attest to that. Considering he was magically her master, the inner kitty's idea of pleasing him in any kind of manner, excited it to no end. But why was Yami behaving in such a way? Was it the magic or was he really attracted to her? "Atem...I don't understand..."

"What is there to comprehend?" Isis swore he purred better in that moment than she had since the magic had taken her over. "You make a delicious feline Isis..." Slowly he uncrossed his arms and took a step forward.

"Atem, I-"

"Hidoo'...Gameel soghair il otta..." Atem took deliberately slow seducing steps towards Isis. In one sweep of his own catlike grace his shirt was removed and Isis took a gander of defined, lean, sun-golden mocha. His pelvis lines were easily seen since his shirt had once covered just how low he liked wearing his sinfully tight black jeans. The way the sex-ditches disappeared into his pants made her lick her lips and her tail vibrated with excitement. Standing before the bed, Yami ran one hand through his hair haughtily and rested his hand on the button of his jeans. "Gameel soghiar il otta..." The button melted through the clasp and his zipper somehow fell down as if it was bewitched by Yami's intentions.

Isis' gaze was as wide as a deer caught in headlights. Yami's eyes were smoldering hers in heated passion. Quickly she shifted her pupils but they landed on his chest so she accidently shifted them to his teasing pants. Since she knew closing her eyes was the best option she did so. "A-A-Atem...I..." She took in a deep breath. "T-T-This, uh, will greatly, um, c-compromise our wonderfully made friendship."

"But we can still make so many wonderful things...as friends..." Reaching out Yami gripped her tail in a learned way and gently squeezed it. Isis moaned and quickly covered her mouth as a child would for saying a bad word. "I like that; purr for your farAon..." His hand then jerked the appendage in his hand and he watched as Isis' whole body shook. "Mmm, 'aywa..." He grabbed her arms and quickly flipped her over, forcing her on her stomach. He held her arms against her back and rested his body against her squirming one.

"Atem...ma lo samaHt...!" Isis whined pitifully as he continued to work her tail. Her voice gave a broken off squeal when she felt a tongue slowly lick it. Who knew her tail was THAT sensitive? And that Yami was that strong? She knew her feline abilities made her strength superior however this man was easily holding her in place.

Yami gave the tail another lap and she shook harder. He wanted to see her expression so he rolled her onto her back and licked her tail again. Her face pinched trying to fight the look of pleasure. He then pinched the appendage lightly and her body jerked up off the bed. "Moghray...moghray soghiar il otta..."

Why was Isis allowing this? Why would she willingly allow her best-friend to sexually manipulate her tail to the point her mind was beginning to convince her to just permit it to take place? Isis was horribly loyal and committed to her boyfriend...she just couldn't remember his name at the moment. When a S sound came to mind followed by a short E she tried to go to the next sound but it was snuffed out when Yami placed her tail into his mouth. "Se-Se-Se-Se-Se-Se-" She was trying to say her beloved's name but she couldn't get it out. Her lower body had caught fire.

"...T-O? Yami playfully chimed as the tail popped from his mouth. "Se...to?"

"NA'AM!" Isis breathlessly got out just as he placed her tail back in his mouth. "Se-to." She said his name as if it was foreign to her. "In...fi...del...i...ty..." Why was she terrible with words at the moment? Opening her eyes she wasn't even aware she had closed, she viewed the bronzed deity sucking on her tail and understood why.

"Mmm..." Slowly he slid the tail from between his lips. "Do friends not share secrets?" A glint shown in his eye followed by a mischievous smirk and Isis melted into the bedspread. "Now, allow me to do as I please. If you wish to debate this further, wait until I have finished ravishing you." With that he placed her tail back in his mouth but began working it with a vigor Isis wasn't aware of.

She threw her head back, biting her lip and dug her nails in the sheets. She was ashamed of what was transpiring but she wanted Yami to continue. Closing her eyes tight, she cursed herself for being so weak. However, did Kaiba really have to know? She mentally slapped herself for thinking such a thought. That was until the ex-Pharaoh nipped her tail. A very improper noise left her lips followed by a long string of moans when Yami's hands snuck inside her bathing suit and played with her breasts. "WaSal Isis." As Isis didn't know her body, it tightened up till the point of pain and snapped. She didn't even know she was screaming until her lungs stopped working all together.

Yami bit his bottom lip in contemplation as he watched Isis shake and pant on the bed. He never took Isis as such a responsive person in bed. Now he understood why Kaiba could actually be pleasant at times. Reaching down he rolled her easily onto her stomach and hastily removed his pants. He gripped the top of her bathing suit and very easily began pulling to down. He was even shocked when Isis sexily moved her legs to assist and further arouse him. Her head slowly rose and her eyes never looked more cattish than it did in that moment.

"Tanee my farAon," she purred waving her tail back and forth. Yami simply took in the sight of Isis laying on her stomach, naked, one leg propped up at the knee, her tail waving sexily back and forth, her ears perked, and her hair ruffed from her first orgasm. Was this a work of uncontrolled magic? Yami had been known for using magic during extreme feelings, this time being arousal, but was it occurring on Isis now? He didn't have time to consider it when her tail wrapped around his midsection and pulled him down on top of her. His hardened member came in contact with her voluptuous globes and she wiggled against him moaning, "Tanee farAon..."

"Ra wa akbar...ai khidma." Yami didn't waste any time and gripped her hips, pulling them against his growing erection. There he entered her in a smooth motion leaving him breathless and her pawing at the sheets. Slowly he rocked his hips and gripped her waist tightly. "Fa'r..." Working his hips in a more sensual manner he listened to the noises she emitted into the mattress and wasn't happy with their muffled quality. Reaching down he gripped her shoulder and forced her on her hands and knees. He forced her wrists into one of his hands and held her higher, pumping away as sweat ran down his head.

Yami moaned just as loudly as Isis as his thrusts became more desperate and haphazard. The sound of sweaty flesh smacking just as soaked skin resounded in the bedroom and echoed off the walls accompanied by his curses and her squeals of pleasure. Isis was repeatedly saying his name in a chorus of whimpers and whines and he was returning them in a strained arrogant tone of groans, smacks to her ass, and harsher thrusts at time. Isis thought she would last longer than what was occurring but before she knew it that familiar tingle grew to an unbearable level deep within her pelvis.

"Atem...uh, oh, Atem...please...ah...!"

He paused for a moment and flipped her on her back. Rested on his forearms so he was close, he thrust his hips hard and fast. "Do. It." His voice was agonizingly deep and overly sensually. To add insult to injury he leaned back and forced himself impossibly deeper with an extremely hard thrust. Then gripped her hips and rocked hard into her. The tension grew at a slow pace but as soon as she snapped she thrust her hips into his devilish hips and came. Her claws dug into the sheets destroying them and she squealed while digging her heels into his buttocks. She heard Yami curse repeatedly before closing her eyes.

"ISIS!"

Isis jumped up, panting heavily, feeling extremely wet between her thighs. Looking down she found herself perched naked, on the ceiling, looking down at a very perplexed Kaiba. "Wha-"

"You were dreaming." When she dropped from the ceiling after being startled, he made an obvious motion to move away from her.

"Are, you, uh, aware of what it entailed?" Had she been that loud? She hoped no names were said or heard.

"Yes, you nymphomaniac." Kaiba then scooted farther away, "You were moaning and wouldn't stop moving all over the bed." Kaiba had assumed after Isis had her first loud orgasm she'd wake up or at least stop, but he found that to be a lie when she continued on till she was ruining his expensive sheets and even louder than before if it was possible. "I decided to wake you up before the windows were busted out by all your screaming."

Isis prepared a rebuttal but paused when her highly sensitive nose picked something up. Pulling down the comforter she found Kaiba's semen soaked into the sheets. She expected him to be blushing but instead his arms were crossed in a disgruntled manner and his face flushed. Oddly enough his body language was extremely relaxed. "Wha-"

"That fucking tail thought I should get in on the action." Kaiba scooted even further away. "I doubt cats are this horny Isis."

"As do I. This magic is getting out of hand."

"What do you mean 'is'? It did once you got scratched by that statue." Standing up Isis bit her lip when she spotted Kaiba was still naked. Her tail paused and began swaying in the cadence of sex. She couldn't believe her sex drive. "We need to invite Atem back so-"

"LA'A!"

Kaiba looked back at Isis to find her with a very worried and serious expression. "Truly our roles have reversed in terms of Yami." His smirk became more prominent by her chastising frown.

"No, they have not." She wrapped the comforter more snuggly around her body suddenly feeling immodest. "They have simply shifted. I do not like bothering him with such a minuscule situation."

"Really now Isis? At this rate my scrotum will shrivel up from overuse."

"That's rather lewd of you to say Love."

Kaiba rolled his eyes and began stretching his sore body, "Don't talk to me about lewd, pussycat."

Isis blushed at the name and wrapped the blanket more tightly around her. "I suppose that would be hypocritical but I digress." Clearing her throat she continued, "I will contact Atem and have him retrieve the statue. From there he came work with it, using his magic, to find a cure."

"Fine. Call him." Kaiba picked up the cordless receiver and tossed it towards the bed. His eyes narrowed as her tail caught it. "I'm going to take a shower...or should I even bother?" Though he was glaring at her there was no real negativity behind it. Perhaps even hope? Isis doubted it. She assumed her own libido was playing tricks on her mind.

"Just go," she sighed. She watched him disappear into the bathroom and hesitantly dialed his number. Taking in a deep breath she rallied her mind into functioning regularly rather than replay the very vivid images of Yami plowing her and the sudden odd craving for tuna.

"Ahlan Isis."

Isis gritted her teeth; he would choose to speak Arabic. "Ahlan Atem."

"I assume you're calling me on behalf of the spell I casted?" He sounded a bit sheepish.

"Yes...there were some unexpected side effects."

She listened as he let in a deep breath before exhaling. "Hmm. Yes indeed. I apologize for what occurred," there was a pause, "unless it was welcomed?"

"LA'A Atem!" Isis screeched in mortification, "My! I!" Her face turned ever redder when she heard him chuckling on the other end.

"Apologies Isis; I couldn't resist ruffling your fur."

"Ha." Yami's grin spread wider at Isis' sarcasm. "Now, if you are done making jokes, I was hoping you'd be of assistance yet again."

"But of course."

"I would like it if perhaps you would retrieve the statue from the museum and analyze it for yourself."

There was collective silence before Yami spoke, "That would be wise. I was considering going over there to get the artifact but wasn't sure how without being suspicious."

"I'll have one of the interns leave it in my office where you can pick it up." Isis leaned over to the side table by the bed and made a note to herself to call said intern in the morning. "Let's say around ten tomorrow morning?"

"That would be fine. I will see what I can find out and possible invoke Grandpa Moto and Yugi's expertise as well." He paused before continuing, "Naturally they will not know of your predicament."

"Thank you Atem, you're a wonderful friend." Isis' was taken aback at the memory of Yami's wonderful speech given in the dream.

"Thank you Isis, as are you. Expect a call from me tomorrow evening. Farewell."

"Goodbye." Isis hung up the phone and laid across the bed, hearing just as Kaiba's shower turned off. She decided she needed one as well and would wait until her love was out of the bathroom. She didn't want to go in there giving him the wrong ideas.

Isis stared up at the ceiling for an extended amount of time thinking about what had happened. The next day would be Sunday, a day she usually had work and Kaiba would be locked away in his home office, and it would count as day four for being a cat if she counted Thursday, her transformation day. Four days a kitty had proven to be very difficult on her body, her boyfriend's body, and the all around upkeep of the sheets. How would this be if she were stuck like this forever? She'd have to quit her job unless she was able to reign in the cat side but what about the tail, ears, claws, and eyes? Would she wear decorative hats as if she was mid-seventies rather than twenties, matching gloves, sunglasses, and force her tail to lay straight as an obvious bulge in her clothing? Naturally she couldn't.

Would this predicament ruin her whole life? At least she could be free every Halloween but picking the same costume every year would be suspicious not to mention boring. Maybe she'd just run through the streets as a cat and ruin her reputation along with Kaiba's in a headline that reads: "Isis: The REAL Crazy Cat Lady". Naturally she couldn't as well; Kaiba would hunt her down and make her regret it. She wouldn't be surprised if she found herself stuffed and mounted on his study room's wall. She shivered at the idea.

"You aren't thinking about sex are you?" Kaiba stood against the wall, away from the bed dressed in a simple white button down and black slacks. He had witnessed the shiver.

"I was not if you must know. I was determining how our lives would be if I never got this curse lifted."

"Our lives? Don't you mean, your life?"

"You'd leave me?" Against her standards Isis' mouth mustered a genuine pout.

"No. I'd turn one of the spare bedrooms into a cat sanctuary and chain you up while I'm away. Then when I return, you will please your Master."

The pout quickly vanished into a frown, "Did you just demote me from your-one-and-only love, to your sex slave?"

"No, I promoted you from my romantic interest to my sex slave. Whoever said I had only one love?" Arrogance shone all over his face, "I did make the cut for that magazine edition: The World's Top 50 Most Eligible Bachelors." The chastising look along with the flicking tail and ears Isis offered made him smile.

'Is everyone picking on me today?' Isis thought as she gave her signature mother look to Kaiba. 'First Yami now Seto.'

Kaiba moved over to the bed and comfortably climbed onto the mattress. He could tell Isis' humanity was in full swing so he wasn't worried about getting raped senseless at the moment. "Even if Yami's incompetence is shown more than usual," he ignored her reprimanding 'ahem' and continued, "I'll still be with you. I don't care that you're a cat, though it doesn't hurt that you're a sexy cat either. You'll have to do something at lot more outrageous to get rid of me, especially since I don't like sharing. You were mine first even if I don't want you."

Isis gave a small smile at Kaiba's way of being sweet and gently kissed him. She was surprised when she didn't have the sudden urge to blow him or ride him from the sentiment. It was nice. So she kissed him again. "It's nice to know you stand by me Seto."

"Yea, yea, yea. I'm done being mushy Isis. It makes me sick." However he did kiss her forehead. "Now, I'm going to Kaiba Corp. to get some documents and I'll be back." Isis nodded and watched him grab his keys and head out the door. She finally decided to get off the bed and take a shower. She had to hurry with her humanity in play; this way she wouldn't be afraid of the water.

PLEASE READ:

YES! I finished this chappie-wappie. Hoped everyone liked the surprise pairing. I had been planning them from the start since I thought it made it more interesting. Hope you all enjoyed it and sorry for taking forever on updating my stories. It's the end of the semester and I have homework up to my ears. Thanks for being patient!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING! (Even though it was yesterday, ha.)

Arabic Words:

Hidoo' - Quiet

Gameel soghiar il otta - Pretty little cat

FarAon - Pharaoh

'Aywa - Yes

Ma lo samaHt - Please don't

Moghray - Sexy

Moghray il otta - Sexy little cat

Na'am- Yes

WaSal - Come

Tanee - More

Ra wa akbar - Ra almighty

Ai khidma - My pleasure

Fa'r - Shit

La'a - No

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