The boys sat down at the table and dug into their food, Carlos fidgeting the whole time, hoping the girls would listen to him.
Under the table, the girls had gotten a quick peek at the other boys in the house, and they definitely liked.
"Mew," Laura purred quietly at her friend, motioning to the one in the robe. The tall pretty boy was situated in front of the little blonde, almost seemed to be taunted her, but she knew different.
"Yeah the next episode gonna be ri-ACK!" Carlos felt a tail run up his leg and up his thigh, the silken fur leaving a tingling trail in its wake.
"What's wrong, dude? You okay?" Logan was a little worried about Carlos today, he was really jumpy.
"Yeah, yep, just fine!" He reached under the table to swat at the traveling tail, the tail that threatened to climb up Carlos' loose boxers.
Katy almost bit Carlos for the swatting, but decided against it. For now.
At the moment, something much nicer caught the dark one's eye.
The tent in one of the boys' pants. A very big tent.
She wanted to lick it.
She crawled over to the boy, careful not to accidently brush against anyone. "Meh!" Laura whispered to her, not being heard by the boys over their boisterous banter. It was clear that Laura didn't want to disobey their new master, but Katy hadn't accepted that fact yet. Therefore, she didn't feel the need to listen. Yet.
The boy in front of her was clearly aroused, by what/who she didn't know nor care, but she wanted to at least get a closer look.
Meanwhile, Laura had got entranced by the boy in the robe, and how there wasn't anything under it.
While it was long, the boy had the habit of spreading his legs, which made the sides of the red plaid robe pull apart, revealing his engorged erection. Why any of the boys would be aroused at the dinner table during breakfast, the kitty-girls couldn't quite comprehend.
Laura wanted to slide her paw up his leg, wrap it around his thick flesh and watch him writhe, wanted to lap at the clear liquid gathered at its slit. She purred low in her throat at the mere thought.
The white kitten scooted closer, between his spread legs, absolutely dying to touch him. She finally gripped his left knee with her right hand; it would appear to him that the touch came from his companion. Her fingers smoothed the soft hair on his thigh, the rigid muscle barely giving under her touch. She felt the vibrations of a moan travel through the room.
"Hmm, Logie yer a horny one this morning…" James moaned.
"Well yeah, when am I not?" The man chuckled.
"Yeah, but yer especially horny today, huh?" James leaned towards Logan, initially going to mouth at his neck, when his knees bumped something that definitely wasn't…anything that should be there.
"GACK!" James leapt out of his chair and back, peeking under the table to see what the fuck that was. What he saw, he didn't believe.
Two half naked girls with tails, crawling under their dining table, one getting dangerously close to Kendall.
"Fuck," Carlos dropped his head onto the table. He was fucked. And not in the way he was hoping.
"What're, what's, what the fu—huh? What the hell ARE THESE!"
The other two stood up and walked over to James, wondering what had the large man so flabbergasted.
Well, it made them speechless, too.
At the attention the two girls scampered over to Carlos, who was still sitting down, hiding behind him. Each of their heads poked out from his sides, staring wide-eyed at the three boys.
Carlos sighed, might as well give it his best shot. "Well, these are cat-girls."
"Come again?" Kendall yelped.
"Cat-girls."
"I heard what you said, but you gotta elaborate." Carlos sighed as he got up and walked to the living room, clicking for the girls to follow.
He plopped down into the plush carpet as the girls, again, hid behind him. The Latino reached over and petted the light one right behind her large white kitty ears, making her purr. The dark one, finally accepting Carlos as their new master (conveniently), rubbed her head against his shoulder.
"They seem to be mostly human, but with cat characteristics. Like the ears and the tail. But they understand English and I'm guessing they can talk it, but they just won't. They're really sweet and so adorable! I mean, look at 'em!" He motioned to the kitty-girls, both smiling apprehensively, yet cutely.
Logan was the first to relent, "They are really cute." He said, shrugging a shoulder. The two tallies reeled on the boy. "Hey hey," Logan held up his hands, "we agreed we could get cats!"
"Well yeah! But not…cat-girls! How do they even fucking exist anyway?" James was getting a little hysterical.
Carlos laughed, "Who knows? But who cares! They can be our pets and they listen better and we don't have to potty train them and I'll feed them and pet them and take care of them, PLEASE Jamie?"
"They ARE cute! Look!" Logan was actually on the ground, playing with the dark one. He poked at her sides as she squeed and batted at his hands, giggling all the way.
"I—I don't—uh," As the little light one scurried over to James, eyes wide and innocent and smiling up at him, he admits he kind of melted a little bit. "Dammit all! Fine. But you better keep them under control." It's not like he knew what to do with them anyway.
The light one gripped onto his leg, hugging him tightly as Carlos and Logan high-fived and the dark one jumped on Carlos' back, licking his cheek with her velvety tongue. Okay, he admits they're cute. In a…weird, anime/manga bestiality type way.
Kendall yelped, "Don't I get a say in this?"