Your father died and today was the funeral. Your stepmother has been living off his money for a decade and has no job or skills!

When you both get back home, Kitty Sommers turns around and says,

"Well, I'm sure you're pleased with yourself. How did you cheat and get the will changed? How long have you been planning to screw me over? Is this because I picked on you or something?"

Her face instantly flushes as you speak those words, her jaw clenching tightly in anger. She knew that you would never resort to such things...or so she thought. But now that doubt has set in and it burns inside of her like acid. "How dare you?" she spits out, pointing a shaky finger at you. "You ungrateful little brat! You're just like your father; always thinking the worst of me!"

Without warning, she rushes forward and backhands you across the face, the force snapping your head to the side with a sharp crack. Tears spring to your eyes from the shock and pain. "You'll regret this," she hisses venomously as she storms off to her room, slamming the door behind her.

Alone in her room, Kitty Sommers collapses onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. Her anger and frustration turn to despair as she realizes that you now have everything; her life of luxury is over. She had always been content being a trophy wife, living off the wealth of your father, but the thought of losing it all is too much for her fragile ego to bear.

Crawling onto her side of the bed, she hugs one of her favorite stuffed animals tightly, willing herself not to break down completely. Her mind races, searching for some way out of this situation...but there seems to be none. All she can do now is hope that you'll show mercy and allow her at least some sort of comfort in her new life as a pauper.

As you leave the house, Kitty Sommers sits up in bed and wipes her eyes, taking a shaky breath. She can't believe that this is really happening; she feels like her whole world has been torn apart. Her heart pangs with regret for all the times she was overly possessive and controlling of your father. Maybe if she had been less selfish...maybe then he would still be here.

She gets out of bed, smoothing out her wrinkled clothes, and heads to your room. Slowly, hesitantly, she knocks on the door. "Um...can I come in?" she asks timidly, her voice barely a whisper.

Hearing no reply, Kitty gathers up her courage and slowly opens the door. The room is empty save for a note lying on your bed. Her hands trembling, she picks it up and begins to read:

Dear Kitty, I know you'll never understand why I did this. You were my wife, after all. But I could no longer stand seeing you hurt the only person who mattered to me; my son. I hope that one day you find happiness again. Just remember...it was never about the money or status. It was always about making sure you were happy.

Farewell, Kitty Sommers.

Sincerely,

Kitty's hands tremble as she reads the note, her eyes misting over with fresh tears. She can't believe he was ever kind to her; it all seems like such a distant memory now. With a heavy heart, she sets the letter down and turns to leave the room, but something stops her. On the wall beside your bed is an old map...a map of this very house. Her curiosity gets the better of her as she sees several markings on it; some drawn in pencil, others scored into the paper with a knife. She realizes that these must be the locations of the hidden gold you found.

Torn between anger and desperation, Kitty hesitates for a moment before reaching out to touch one of the markings...

Surprised by your sudden appearance, Kitty quickly steps away from the map. "What do you want?" she asks warily, her voice shaky. "Can't I have even a moment of peace in this house?" Tears well up in her eyes as she wipes them furiously, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity.

Your presence is unsettling; it reminds her of how quickly everything can change. She takes a step back farther away from you, feeling cornered and helpless. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, not meeting your gaze. "Just leave me alone."

Kitty's eyes narrow suspiciously at the hint of accusation in your voice. She folds her arms across her chest, protectively, and glares back at you. "What do you mean?" she snaps. "I don't understand what you want from me." Her tone is defensive and challenging; she feels as though she has nothing left to lose.

Kitty's eyes widen in shock as she takes in the sight of your ears and tail. Her jaw drops open, and for a moment she is too stunned to speak. She slowly steps backward, her heart racing with fear and confusion. The markings on the map suddenly seem much more menacing; they could be clues leading to some sort of secret society...or something even worse.

"Wh-what are you?" she whispers shakily, her voice quavering with terror. "What have you done with my husband? I want answers!" She tries to look brave and unafraid, but the truth is she feels utterly helpless in your presence.

Stung by your words, Kitty's composure breaks. Tears spill down her cheeks as she sinks to the floor in a quivering heap. "I'm sorry," she sobs, hands clasped tightly before her. "I never meant for any of this to happen! I was just so lonely...and your father gave me everything..." Her voice trails off, caught in a throat thick with emotion.

She looks up at you through tear-streaked eyes, desperate for understanding. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Tell me what to do."

Her breath hitches as your hand makes contact with her forehead. "I-I will," she manages to say through sniffles, meeting your eyes for the first time since you revealed yourself. There's a flicker of hope in her gaze; maybe there is still some chance for redemption. "But how do I begin?"

Clinging to your embrace, Kitty sniffles and nods slowly. She's still not quite ready to trust you entirely, but the warmth of your touch makes her feel a little safer. "I-I'll think about it," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you...for giving me a second chance."

Her eyes drift downward, taking in the map once more before looking back up at you, uncertainty etched onto her features. "What should I do with this?" she asks softly, gesturing to it with a tentative hand.

At your amused smile, Kitty blushes and lets out a small laugh. "Well, I suppose that explains something," she says, chuckling awkwardly. "Anyway, what should I do with it?" She hands the map back to you, unsure if she should destroy it or keep it as some sort of memento.

You take the map from her and study it thoughtfully before answering. "I think you should hang onto this," you say slowly, glancing up at her. "Who knows? Maybe someday you'll find a use for it." With that cryptic remark, you turn to leave the room, giving her one last look over your shoulder before vanishing down the hall.

Kitty watches after you, torn between curiosity and apprehension. For now, she decides to put the map back up on the wall, just as it was before...perhaps as a reminder

That's true... she muses, touching the map lightly with her fingertips as it hangs on the wall once again. Kitty decides that she won't rule anything out quite yet. Perhaps, if she were to sell them, she could use the money to start a new life for herself - one where she isn't so reliant on anyone else. It might be her only chance at happiness now...

Her eyes widen in surprise as she meets your gaze. "Of course I want to know," she says softly, her curiosity getting the better of her. She has so many questions racing through her mind; where you went, what happened to you, and why you chose to come back now...if you even did choose to come back. "Please," she continues, reaching up to take your hand gently in hers. "Tell me."

Kitty listens intently as you tell her about the artifact and how it made you feel strange, like your tail and ears suddenly sprouted out of nowhere. She watches as your arms wrap around her, holding her close to comfort her. Her heart races with a mix of fear and fascination; she's not sure what to make of all this new information.

"And you're saying that I...I helped you somehow?" she asks timidly, still struggling to process everything. "By being here? By taking care of you before you left?" Her voice wavers uncertainly as she tries to understand her role in all of this.

A shiver runs down her spine as she feels your touch through their shared tail. It's a strange sensation, but not entirely unpleasant. She leans into it, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "And what do I do now?" she whispers softly, the question lingering in the air between them. "Where do we go from here...together?" Her gaze meets yours, hopeful yet apprehensive.

The answer to that question hangs heavily in the balance; you could take her with you on your journey, letting her be a part of this new life you've found...or you could leave her behind, abandoning her once again to fend for herself. The choice is yours.

Kitty sits down at the table, watching as you prepare dinner. She tries not to look too anxious; it's been a whirlwind of emotions since you revealed yourself to her earlier today. As you place portions in front of each of them, she picks up her fork and takes a tentative bite, savoring the taste. The food is delicious, just like you always made it when your father was alive...

As they eat in silence, Kitty can't help but wonder what the future holds for them. She's grateful for this chance to be with you now, even though she doesn't fully understand why you brought her along or where you plan on going from here. All she knows is that as long as she has a place by your side, she'll do whatever it takes to make things work...no matter how strange or unsettling the situation might become.

Kitty nods slowly in agreement as she swallows her food. "You're right," she says softly, looking up at you with hopeful eyes. "I don't want to keep dwelling on the past; it only holds me back from moving forward. So let's start fresh together." She smiles faintly, feeling a small spark of excitement ignite within her chest. It may be unconventional and uncertain, but this new life with you could very well be everything she never knew she needed...and more.

Tentatively, she reaches out and takes your hand in hers, her smile growing brighter. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the beating of her heart. With this clean slate, anything feels possible now...and for the first time in years, she truly believes that she's found happiness once again.

As they settle into bed together, Kitty feels a warmth spread through her chest as your body presses against hers. Her heart races with excitement for the unknown future that lies ahead and for the chance to finally make things right with you. Closing her eyes, she snuggles closer, relishing in the feeling of safety and comfort that comes from being held by someone who truly cares for her. For tonight, at least, she allows herself to forget about everything else but this moment...and simply enjoys the blissful peace that comes from finally finding happiness where it was least expected.

At first confused by these new sensations coursing through her body, Kitty can't help but feel a mix of surprise and arousal. Her breath catches in her throat as your touch ignites a burning desire within her that she hadn't known existed. She arches into you, needing more skin-on-skin contact, desperate for release from this aching want. Her hips begin to move against yours instinctively, a silent invitation for you to take what you want...and she's not sure if she can handle it.

As the tension builds between them, the air grows thick with anticipation and desire. Kitty's heart races wildly in her chest, thundering in time with the beat of blood rushing to her loins. It's exhilarating...and terrifying all at once. She bites her lip, trying to control the moans that

Trembling with need, Kitty closes her eyes and arches further into you, offering herself up for your pleasure. Her hips buck against yours as she feels the head of your member press against her entrance, waiting for permission to enter. She's not sure if this is what she truly wants...but the ache between her legs demands satisfaction, and with each thrust of your hips against hers, it grows more insistent that now is the time.

A deep, shuddering moan escapes her lips as you fill her up, your hot seed spilling into her eager body. She collapses against you, gasping for breath and trying to regain control of her senses. Her muscles twitch and quiver around you, milking the last drops of pleasure from your spent member. For a long moment, they both lie still, catching their breath...and enjoying the afterglow of their passionate union.

Slowly, Kitty turns her head to look up at you, meeting your gaze for the first time since they made love. Her eyes are glazed over with contentment and relief, but there's something more beneath the surface...a newfound trust and understanding that hadn't been there before tonight. It's a powerful realization, and one that leaves her feeling vulnerable yet hopeful for whatever comes next in this strange and

Kitty blinks blearily, trying to take in the unexpected sight before her. "What...?" she whispers, her voice cracking with disbelief and shock. "But that's impossible..." She looks down at her still-flat stomach, feeling a mixture of confusion and fear churning within her. Her hands tremble as they move to cover her midsection protectively.

"Wh-what does this mean?" she manages to ask hoarsely, glancing back up at you for some sort of explanation. The reality of the situation is starting to sink in, and with it comes a torrent of emotions: panic, anger, betrayal...but beneath it all, there's something else: a strange sense of acceptance and even joy. Despite everything, she can't help but feel grateful for this unexpected gift...and for the future that now lies before her.

At first, the idea that someone else could have been involved in this seems impossible...but as she thinks about it, she can't help but remember the strange arousal that overtook her earlier that night. Her cheeks flush with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement as she remembers how wantonly she had thrown herself at you, needing release from the aching tension within her body. She looks up at you sheepishly, feeling a rush of desire pulsing through her once more despite everything that's happened.

With a shy smile, she reaches out to touch your cheek tenderly. "I-I don't know what to say..." she whispers, her voice quiet and uncertain. "Thank you, I suppose." Her eyes search yours for any hint of judgment or mockery; instead, she finds only understanding and acceptance. For now, that will have to be enough.

As your arms encircle her, she can feel the movement inside of her again; it's still a strange and foreign sensation, but now it's accompanied by a sense of warmth and safety that she hasn't felt in years. Closing her eyes, she leans into you, enjoying the contact and the strength that emanates from your frame. It's reassuring...and exciting.

Her heart races with anticipation for what the future holds: a family, perhaps; a home full of love and laughter? She isn't sure yet, but she knows that as long as she has you by her side, she can face anything that comes their way. With a contented sigh, she nestles closer to you, relishing in the feeling of being wanted...and loved.

With your steady hand on her back and the soft sounds of encouragement in your ear, Kitty focuses on the task at hand as she bears down with each contraction. The pain is intense but fleeting, overtaken by the surge of love and adoration for these tiny creatures within her. As one by one, they emerge into the world, a perfect blend of your features and hers, it's impossible not to feel overwhelmed with emotion.

The final push sends the last kit through the birth canal; he cries out weakly, his small body warm against her bare skin. Tears stream down Kitty's cheeks as she looks down at him and realizes that in this moment, nothing else matters. She is a mother now, bound to these children not only by blood but by love. Her heart feels fuller than it ever has before, and for the first time since becoming

Kitty looks up at you, her eyes widening in surprise as she takes in the news about your sister giving birth to thirty-five kits three days ago. The thought of it overwhelms her; the idea of so many little lives depending on them is both terrifying and thrilling. She glances down at the bundle in her arms, feeling a new sense of purpose wash over her as she realizes that together, they can provide for their children and give them the loving home they deserve.

Smiling softly, Kitty reaches out to touch your cheek gently. "Thank you," she whispers. "For everything." She means it with all her heart; you've changed her life in ways she never could have imagined, and for that, she will always be grateful.

Cuddling closer to you, Kitty can't help but smile at the sight of your tail being taken up by their children. It's a strange and foreign sensation, but also one that fills her with warmth and happiness. She presses her cheek against yours, enjoying the feeling of closeness and protection that comes from being near you.

"What do we do now?" she whispers softly, her heart racing with apprehension and anticipation. "How will we take care of them all?" The thought is both daunting and exhilarating; it means putting their own needs aside for the sake of these tiny lives that depend on them, but at the same time, she knows that she wouldn't want to do anything else.

As you gaze down at her with a look that tells her everything will be alright, Kitty finds herself believing it too. Together, they can

Kitty's eyes go wide with wonder as the two women introduce themselves; one of them an embodiment of fertility and nature herself, the other offering to help raise their children. She looks between them, unsure if she's dreaming or not. "R-really?" she stammers, still struggling to believe her luck.

The goddesses smile reassuringly at her, taking it as a yes. With a grateful heart, Kitty clasps their hands in hers, feeling an overwhelming sense of relief wash over her. She hadn't realized how alone she truly felt before this moment; now, with these two powerful beings by their side, she feels like anything is possible. "T-thank you," she manages to choke out, tears welling in her eyes. "Thank you so much."

Kitty looks over at Drayven, her heart swelling with love and admiration. "Oh, I'm sure he only did it because he knew we couldn't handle everything on our own," she says, blushing slightly. The thought of him being responsible for bringing these divine beings into their lives fills her with gratitude; if he could do something like that, then there was no telling what other incredible things lay in store for them now.

She turns back to the goddesses, excitement coursing through her veins. "So, what do we need to do? Do you have any advice on how best to take care of our little ones?" She feels a rush of energy flow through her at the thought of finally being able to provide for them and give them everything they deserve.

Kitty blinks, feeling the blood rush to her cheeks as she processes their words. The thought of these powerful beings sharing a bed with Drayven...well, it's enough to make her heart race. She swallows hard and tries not to think too much about what that might mean for them or how it could affect their relationship. "Um, well, I-I suppose that would be alright," she stutters, feeling a mixture of curiosity and nervousness bubbling within her.

At first taken aback by the suggestion, she tries to hide her surprise and immediately says yes, not wanting to seem ungrateful. The thought of sharing a bed with these goddesses, let alone Drayven, sends shivers down her spine. She's never been one for modesty but somehow feels exposed under their scrutinizing gazes. Still, she knows that this arrangement would benefit them all in ways they couldn't begin to understand.

Swallowing nervously, Kitty looks up at Drayven, hoping he feels the same way she does about this unconventional living situation. His ears perk at their laughter and he cocks his head curiously, studying each of them in turn before meeting her eyes finally. She can't help but smile reassuringly back at him, wishing they could talk about it more without an audience watching on.

Kitty bites her lip to keep from laughing as she takes in the sight of Drayven surrounded by their children. She feels a pang of affection for him; he really has taken on so much responsibility and handled it all with such grace. "Yes, you're right," she says, reaching out to touch his arm gently. "Perhaps we should let them rest now..." Her voice trails off as they make their way back to the bed, a sense of camaraderie growing between them despite the awkward circumstances.

As they settle in for what will undoubtedly be an interesting and exhausting night, Kitty can't help but feel grateful for each moment spent with these extraordinary beings who have somehow become her family. Despite everything that's happened, she knows that together, they can face whatever challenges the future may hold - even if it means sharing a bed with three gorgeous women and their

As the goddesses beckon her closer with their warm embraces, Kitty can't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness course through her veins. She looks at Drayven for reassurance, unsure if this is what she really wants or if it's merely the sense of obligation speaking. His eyes meet hers, full of understanding and love; he gives her a small nod, encouraging her to go ahead.

Taking a deep breath, Kitty scoots closer until their bodies are touching from chest to hip. The contact sends shivers down her spine as their legs tangled together, making it impossible for either of them to escape this intimate situation. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she nestles herself further into his embrace, finally giving in to the desire that's been building between them since they first met.

"Goodnight,"

Their exhausted bodies surrender to sleep, tangled together in a mess of limbs and fur. Despite the unconventional arrangement, Kitty finds herself surprisingly content, cocooned in Drayven's strong embrace with the goddesses watching over them. As she drifts off to dreamland, her last thought is of gratitude; for these incredible beings who have brought so much love and life into their world, and for the man who has been by her side every step of the way. Together, they'll face whatever challenges the future may bring...and as long as they do it together, nothing can stand in their way.

Kitty stirs in her sleep, feeling warm breath on the back of her neck. She shivers pleasantly as fingers tangle in her hair and gently pull her closer to Drayven's mouth. His scent fills her senses, and she can feel the hardness pressed against her lower back, teasing at her entrance. Her body responds instinctively, arching into him as desire courses through her veins.

She mumbles something unintelligible before nibbling on his earlobe, whimpering softly when he groans in response. His hands roam over her body, possessive and hungry, mirroring the feelings raging inside of her. A low growl vibrates through her as she feels herself on the edge of release; her hips buck against him, desperate for more contact, more friction.

With a moan of surrender, Kitty lets go

Kitty blinks, her vision still blurry with sleep as she takes in the sight before her. Drayven's face is flushed and his member stands proudly between his legs, wet from the goddesses' attentions. She looks down at herself, noticing that he's hard beneath her and feels warm where she's been sitting on him. A slow smile spreads across her features as she realizes what they're all doing: sharing pleasure and affection in a way that defies convention but feels so right.

Reaching out tentatively, Kitty touches his cheek before leaning in to press her lips against his. His skin is warm beneath her fingertips, and she can feel the tremor of desire that still runs through him. She squeezes gently, drawing another moan from deep within his chest as she urges him to let go. Together, they surrender

As the last of Drayven's seed spills from her body, Kitty lies panting next to him, bliss washing over her. She glances down between their entwined bodies, surprised to see that her stomach is still flat and untouched despite the amount they've shared. A sudden thought strikes her: perhaps it wasn't sperm in his seed at all. The goddesses had said as much before they joined them; maybe this was something else entirely...

Reaching out tentatively, she touches Drayven's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her fingertips. "Drayven?" she whispers, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes. He gazes down at her, still basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. For a moment, they simply drink in each other's presence before he speak