Part 15

Yep. Listening to former-evil-but-still-queen Regina Mills' vomiting was not something Emma liked. So after six years of marriage she had finally found something she disliked in this woman. Jackpot. But she very much likes the way this skirt emphasized on her fabulous ass. Double jackpot. She loved those long legs bent under that ass. Triple jackpot. From her small eyes' point of view that ass looked even more fabulous which was one more jack...

"Stop it. She shouldn't be a sexual object when she is vomiting because you don't wear protection on your magic." Emma shook her little head. But her eyes when again to that place.

"Nothing to be scared of, Kitty." Regina looked over the animal that was standing at the entrance of the bathroom.

"I'm so not...'Kay, maybe little bit." Emma mumbled in her own thoughts and her front right paw was following the lines of the tile she was sitting on.

She walked over to her wife taking small tentative steps. The reality of Regina's visits to the toilet had just hit her like a speedy train. She is pregnant. Damn.

"I guess my morning will be something like that from now on," the brunette said happily.

"So...that means no more morning sex? Fuck my life."

The woman felt great in the presence of the cute kitten. She felt so good that she decided to talk to the furry ball as she was her friend. Was that some kind of cosmic joke? The Evil Queen prattling to a kitten.

"You know..." the woman sighed. "It wasn't like we've planned for this to happen. We knew how to make a baby for a long time. And we've talked about it. Apparently Emma lost control of her magic at some point during our...bedroom activities and this happened." She sounded joyful.

"I'm sooo wearing a condom next time I have sex with you...which might be after a very lo-ong time." Emma's thoughts weren't joyful.

Part 16

Regina felt considerably better after few minutes sitting on the cold floor and leaning on the toilet. The kitten was settled on her skirt with its eyes closed. She didn't know whether Kitty was sleeping or not. Her arm took the animal gently as she tried to stand up.

Emma jerked up at the sudden motion. She was resting peacefully, feeling Regina's heat in a new way. She could feel the brunette's magic moving around them gently as a lover's caress. She was just getting used to this when Regina decided to break the moment.

The woman stood up with the little animal in her hand feeling much better now and all the nausea and head spinning gone.

"I've thought about how to tell Emma about the baby. And I came up with a new plan," while explaining it to the kitten she walked over to the bed, claimed in it and slid under the cover never losing hold of Kitty.

"The two things Emma Swan loves the most, after me, are food and 'The L word'." She tucked herself not before leaving the animal on her right on Emma's side leaning her head on the wooden headboard, "For six years together we have watched this show few times."

Emma didn't want to stay so far from Regina. Not when she could climb on top of her and not get yelled or shoved out because her actions were considered sexual. They weren't...sometimes...There were moments when they were not sexual. Now if she could only point one...just one.

Part 17

The kitten rested her case in finding such moment and instead she walked over to Regina and mounted her. She moved around until she settled herself over the woman's front. Her front paws were between Regina's breasts. "Nice."

Regina watched the little animal in awe but continued her speech, "It's so good. We should watch it sometimes. Anyway...Bette and Tina are this power couple that want to make a baby and try to do it at home. They succeed. Tina decides to surprise Bette by cooking a delicious meal and putting the pregnancy test in Bette's dish. I think Emma will like that. What do you think?" Throughout the whole rant Regina had a huge smile on her face. Her heart was drumming hard against her chest and she even felt her hands sweat a bit.

She looked down at the kitten. Its head was tilted to the right between its tiny front paws with eyes closed. Its back paws were apart with the tail between them. Regina smiled and her heart clenched at the sight. Kitty was listening to her heart and it was fallen asleep no doubt. Her chest raise and falls had put it to sleep. She could even hear its low breathing sound and a tiny heart beating against her.

The brunette took a deep breath causing the kitten to raise and then fall. That was the last thing she remembered.

Part 18

The sun was shining brightly through the windows of the Mayor's mansion. Regina was awake and playing with the kitten. She let it play with her right index finger.

Emma found this utterly amusing. She loved every single one of Regina's fingers. Preferably inside of her thrusting. But now this finger was the most desirable target in the world. Don't ask why. It was just so...target-like and it moved and it was unbearably irritating. Her head followed the finger's every movement and every once in a while she shot up to bit it. It wasn't hard bite but she knew that Regina liked it rough.

Regina was laughing at little white kitten that was fascinated by her finger. It a simple index finger even without a nail polish. She was going to color it after her bath. Speaking of baths... She glanced at the clock stopping all movements with her finger.

Emma saw that her target wasn't moving and decided that it was the perfect time for an attack. She leaned back prepping for a jump. She lowered her head, wiggled her little butt with her eyes never leaving the finger.

A second before Regina turned her head the kitten launched itself on the finger just like a missile at its target. The only difference was that the animal's target was four inches away from her.

The bite was stronger this time and unexpected from the woman. That caused her to scream, "Fuck." She looked at her finger and the kitten attached to it. The animal didn't drop its target.

Regina shook her finger gently but the kitten looked like a wild cat who just had caught its pray and won't let go.

"Let go," she tried to ask nicely but the animal just at glanced at her.

"It's sooo fun, Regina. You should try it."

Apparently from Regina's point of view the look said 'No," and it wasn't approved from the woman because the next thing Emma knew is that she was flying in some unknown direction across the bedroom.

"Fuck my life."

Part 19

Emma has always wanted to fly and scream 'Geronimo' like all these cartoon characters. And now while she was flying away from the bed the same urge came back again. The only problem was that...

"Ouch."

She hit Regina's long armchair that is placed near the window. Emma thanked her lucky star or whatever that she landed over the furniture. She slid a little and stopped just before the edge. Her back was to the window and she could see Regina getting out of bed.

The woman was searching for the white furry ball. Her eyes scanned the room and noticed something odd about the chair next to the window. Stepping towards it she sighed happily that it was the animal who could easily blend with the furniture.

"Hey, Kitty. I didn't expect you to bite me," the brunette kneeled before the chair and looked at those magnetic pair of eyes.

"I didn't expect you to throw me half way across the room," Emma was not happy about her first flight.

"I'm sorry, dear."

"Why do you never speak to me so softly?" the blonde pouted in her mind. But maybe it was the pregnancy that made Regina so...corny.

"As would Emma ask, we okay?"

The kitten wanted to stay mad for a little while...just a bit more. But those pair of brown eyes focused on her, showing love and kindness in a very specific way reserved for her eyes only. That is why True Love is the most powerful magic of all. Only it can change people drastically without them realizing it, without a single effort. Coz that woman before her is, in Snow's words, the Regina before all hell broke loose.

The animal stood up and walked over to her wife. Regina leaned in and smiled. Emma nodded her head and raised her head enough to give the brunette's nose a few pats with her little furry paws.

Part 20

"I'm going to make pancakes for lunch and..." Regina said but stopped when she saw that the kitten's eyes grew bigger and it tilted its head.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm pregnant. Now do you want chocolate or cheese or..." but the little furry ball continued to look at her the same way. Like she was crazy. Because Regina Mills has never once in her life wanted a pancakes with chocolate for lunch. She wasn't crazy...Well, maybe a little. But mostly she was pregnant.

"You know what? I'm gonna...make some pancakes."

And just like that she was gone leaving a dumbfound Emma alone on the second floor.

Two thoughts run through Emma Swan's mind.

First, "Fucking pregnancy. It will ruin her figure." The blonde loved her wife's body. She worshipped it, she cherished it every single day for the last six years and now this tiny thing inside of her belly is making her craving for unhealthy food since day one. With that speed the glorious body will be gone in weeks.

Second, "Time to freaking party." Emma Swan in kitten's body left alone on the second floor was Regina Mills' biggest mistake in her life. Well after the whole cursing thing and the killing people thing and whole bunch of other stuff that are for another time.

Emma walked over to the bathroom and looked around for troubles she could cause. Her eyes roamed all around the room as her mind was cooking up the party plan.

Part 21

Emma knew that she had at least half an hour alone time. So she went to work.

But jumping on the toilet with that little body turned out almost mission impossible. She was the Savior, though, so after ten attempts she finally was on top of the closed toilet. "Thank God for Regina's habit of closing it."

From there she could easily jump in the bath. But what a cute kitten like her could do in a bath tub? She did flying earlier so it was only fair for her to do the swimming now. The handles for the water were at the far end of the tub.

Regina's logic with placing it three years ago was that the legs should be next to the toilet.

Emma walked over carefully on the edge that was next to the wall. She had to yet adapt her senses to this new body. The tub seemed very deep from her little height.

Once she got to her target she sat on her back paws. Finding her balance she carefully lifted her head and front paws. The handles were low enough for her to reach them. The animal tried to spin the handle but it was slippery. After few failed attempts and placing the paws differently Emma managed to find a way to let the water flow. She heard the water running freely behind her. "Time to put the hot in."

Part 22

Few minutes later Emma sat on her back paws and turned the handles until the water stopped fully. She spun around and saw that the water level was just two inches from the edge of tub. "Cool," Emma thought as she was walking on the edge of the bath. Not the one next to the wall. She reached out to taste the water but her paws were too short. The kitten leaned a little bit more and finally touched the water but lost its balance.

"Shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Her mind was screaming as her body fell into the bath tub. Her fur seemed to scream in protest too. The water wasn't cold. It was more like something in it that made her fur itchy.

"Cats really hate water." Her paws were working under the water trying to get to the edge. Emma held her head high so she could breathe.

After what felt like hours she finally reached the edge and managed to climb. She wanted to stop and catch her breath but she had built inertia and before she can process what was happening she fell off the tub on the white mat that was used for drying the feet.

" 'Fuck my magic' is my new motto. I want my old body back. It's not funny being a cute little kitten. I fall all the time. I suck at this. Being the Savior is easier. Can I be Savior again?" She raised herself and bolted out of the bathroom and headed downstairs.

Part 23

The wet kitten walked in the kitchen only to find Regina flipping a pancake in the air and leaving it drop in the dish over the ready pancakes. She poured pancake mixture in the pan and spun it around so the mixture can go everywhere.

"Wow." Emma moved towards the brunette and stopped next to her foot. She reached out with her paw and patted the foot.

Regina startled at the sudden touch sending still soft mixture flying in the air. The pan stayed in her firm hold. She looked down and found the animal jumping around and shaking its body violently. The hot mixture has fallen over it causing the animal to emit sad sound.

"Oh, you poor thing," the brunette kneeled and took the meowing kitten in her hands. She winced when the hot mix came in contact with her soft skin but bit her lower lips. The animal was in much more pain that her.

She walked to the sink and turned on the water adjusting the temperature with one hand while the other was holding Kitty. She plugged the sink letting the water in to gather enough for a cat bath. Her thumb was caressing the belly of the animal in a soothing manner. It seemed to help because the kitten is wiggle less and less.

"Come on, Kitty, let's clean you up." she said and brought the kitten to the sink.

Once Emma realized her plan she started wiggling again. "No water. I hate it. No."

"Stop fidgeting. I'll drop you."

But before the woman could finish her sentence she has already dropped the animal. It felt on the kitchen floor with a soft thud and meowed again.

"I wanna cry," and Emma did cry a little in her mind. Only in her mind.

"Oh, dear. You are too stubborn for your own good." Regina said while she took a bowl and filled it with water. She placed it before the shaken animal and prompted it with a voice that left no room for protest, "Get in."

Part 24

Emma didn't want to go in the water again. It was itchy and not cool at all. She tried to run but her wife caught her quickly and put her slowly in the bowl. It was blue outside and white inside. The water was warm but not hot and the kitten felt relief immediately. Gentle hands scrubbed the mix from the animal's fur. Emma relaxed even more. She closed her eyes revealing the feeling and purred.

Regina smiled at the sound. When she saw the kitten covered in the hot mixture she felt panic. The same panic as when Henry used to get injured. The mother instinct kicked in. She tossed the pan aside on the kitchen counter and filled the sink with water. That wasn't a great idea since apparently kittens don't like water too. Or maybe it was the size that scared the tiny animal. So she filled Emma's bowl for cereal with water and now the furry ball was more than pleased.

The woman continued with slow, massaging movements, happy to hear the purr of the animal and to feel the vibrations all over the small body. She was again thankful to her wife for that gift. Speaking of her wife...

She glanced at the clock. 13:21.

She should call the station and see what is detaining the blonde.

She looked around and spotted her hand towel. The woman grabbed it and took the animal out from the bowl. She wrapped the kitten in the towel to dry its fur.

"Oh, good. Yeah, just like that, Regina." Emma liked this treatment very much.

It's good to be kitten once you remove all the falling.

Part 25

She was enjoying this treatment far too much when it all stopped. Opening her eyes she saw Regina releasing the water from the sink and emptying the bowl. "What is happening?"

The woman turned around and her tears were streaming down her sides. The kitten was looking at the crying woman and could comprehend what was going on.

"What if she freaks out and run away?" The brunette asked the animal between sobs.

"I-I...You...um...I'm not running away. I'm r-right here." But the look in Regina's face was making the blonde to feel guilty that she couldn't be there physically. "Mentally counts too, right?"

She walked over to her wife and when she patted her bare foot this time nothing went flying in her direction. "Thank God." She felt relieved.

The woman took the kitten in her arms and looked straight into those warm green eyes. "I'm starting to freak out. I...The panic attack is getting into me."

She left the animal on the kitchen island and started pacing around it making circles.

"I'm not sure if I can do it. I mean I have wanted this my whole life. And now here we are."

The kitten was walking close to the edge of the island trying to pick up the woman's speed.

"What if I can't do it. What if I fail?"

"You have done it once with Henry. Alone, may I add. You'll be fine."

"I did it with Henry before but now it is different. Isn't it?" She stopped and glared the kitten. "Isn't it?" The woman leaned forward. Her nails were drumming against the marble and her foot was patting the floor.

"No," the animal nodded in denial.

Part 26

"I need to do something to calm myself down. This is not good for the baby. Bad emotions are not good, right?"

The brunette was sure of one thing. She had Emma's support. It didn't matter where she was now. They would raise the child together.

Snapping out of her emotions she saw the kitten running out of the kitchen towards the study. She followed Kitty, excitement growing inside of her with each step. She didn't know why, but she had grown fond of this kitten in such short amount of time.

Her eyes scanned the room and found the animal sitting next to the piano.

"How you..." only Emma knew that she actually could play on the piano. Even Henry didn't know.

It was their little secret and the couple gathered around it every time their kid was at the stables. Regina would sit and play something with her notes open of course. Emma would sit right behind her, wrap her hands around her thin frame. The hands would be still until the first mote was play. Then they will roam over Regina's taking in every curve, reaching every bit of skin that wasn't covered. Even if it was covered the bold hand would go under the clothing or garment that was in their way. And eventually they would have sex.

Regina took a deep breath and exhaled it loudly. Emma Swan and her naughty hands.

"That would really calm me down," she said as she sat on the chair before the piano. The woman leaned down and took the kitten placing it in her lap.

"Let me choose something to welcome you to our home."

Part 27

Emma relaxed at her wife's lap as the woman started playing some relaxing melody. She has never liked this kind of music but when it makes your partner happy it makes you happy too.

The warmth from the little animal settled in her lap washed over Regina's whole body. That mixed with the tender music that came from underneath her slim fingers soothed the pregnant woman easily. She lost herself in the sounds and the warmth. She even lost track of time.

Emma was relaxed and content for like ten minutes. Then it became boring. Even watching how her wife was in the music she was playing wasn't entertaining enough. The stick in her butt made her itchy to move. Regina was so enchanted in the music that she didn't noticed how the kitten sat on its back legs wiggling its tiny butt and tail as green eyes were set on the keys. But she did noticed when the sound from the kitten jumped on the piano entered her ears. It was not in sync with her melody and it made her startled. She jerked up from her perfect playing posture and glared the intruder. The kitten looked up to her muttering its best puppy eyes.

"Kitty, get away from there."

But the kitten didn't move a muscle. Regina reached out to grab the animal but it started running over the piano creating a cacophony of sounds. Regina's musical ears protested but her heart melted once again at goofiness of the animal. Goofiness that reminded her about her goofy wife too much. Her wife who loved to mash up with her playing as well. A wife who had the same warm green eyes.

Part 28

The animal was still running back and forth over the piano chased playfully by the woman's hand.

"You would be an awful piano player."

"I don't plan on being one." This jumping around was far more fun to do. Emma has always wanted to jump on piano and now she got the opportunity. And boy she used it fully.

Few minutes later that became boring as well. That was the blonde's biggest problem. Holding her attention onto something for more than five minutes. And that something is something other than Regina's luxurious body.

The kitten jumped from the piano and headed to the kitchen.

"I'm hungry too," she said and followed the animal.

Regina entered the kitchen and saw the kitten standing in the middle of the room licking its paws.

"Lunch time, I know."

Few minutes later she finally sat on the chair and out the animal next to her on the counter.

There were two dishes, one for her and one for the animal. Her pancakes were with chocolate. Normally she would have only one and the chocolate she used only on Emma's body. It was just waste of it to be somewhere else and food moreover. But everything was unusual, so pancakes with chocolate sounded good.

Emma on the other hand was enjoying herself. She could finally eat pancakes without forks and not get pinched in strange places for that. Regina really liked to nip her in the crotch area or the biceps. For the blonde that was Regina's excuse to feel her up in public and not get yelled at about it.

Part 29

"I will call the station and see what is going on with Emma," the silence was broken by the woman's voice.

The kitten froze, "Nobody will answer you coz I'm here."

Regina put the fork down and walked over to the home phone that was sitting next to the fridge. She dialed the station and bit her bottom lip while the phone rang. It rang and rang and rang. Nothing. Nobody was picking it up. She brought her right index finger between her lips but didn't work. Regina had to face the harsh reality. There was nobody in the station. Which could mean that Emma is out there 'in the field' in the blonde's words. She put the phone down and looked at the animal.

"She is not there, Kitty," her voice suddenly broke down as the brunette felt a tightness around her chest and unsettling feeling building in the pit of her stomach. She was going to throw up again. Thank God the trashcan was near.

Emma flinched at the sound. She heard her wife's disturbed voice and wished she could ease her.

Regina washed herself as an attempt to stop the unpleasant taste in her mouth. She sighed deeply and faced the animal again.

"I'm calling Snow. If she doesn't know where Emma is she will help me find her."

That sounded like stating an obvious fact. Although the former Evil Queen didn't want to admit that she needed Snow's help.

"This is the new Regina. If she needs help she asks for it. That's my girl." Emma beamed.

Part 30

Snow didn't know where her daughter was which made the brunette even more worried. Fear settled in the once fearless Queen. Her wife had been missing since this morning. Her phone was forgotten at home. She wasn't at the station. What if something happened to her?

The kitten saw the worry in her wife's eyes and decided to cheer her up. She went over to the bare feet and touched them with her paws. The tinkling sensation from the touch spread all over the woman's body.

Regina looked down and greeted the kitten with her smile.

"That's better."

"I'm worried about her, Kitty. Maybe it's the hormonal thing. Yes, that must be it."

The woman and the animal agreed upon it. She took the little furry ball in her hand and brought it to her face. One of the small paws reached out and patted her nose. The gesture from the tiny animal made the woman's heart beat faster. Receiving this new kind of love was thrilling. Combined with the news that she is pregnant Regina thought that her heart could actually explode with emotions. She wasn't used to so much happiness. She wasn't used to feeling so many positive emotions. But that was one of the new things that her love with Emma Swan brought her. And she was going to start complaining about it.

The doorbell interrupted her thoughts. She walked over to the front door and opened it with the kitten sitting on her left arm. She was greeted by very upset Snow White who started rambling.

"Regina, something has happened to my baby girl. I know it. I feel it. Something is wrong with my baby." One of her hands was over her heart.

"Pipe the fuck down, Snow." Emma thought.

"What?" Snow shrieked and looked at the animal settled in the older woman's arms.

"What?" Regina glared between the short-haired woman standing on her front porch and the kitten in her arms.