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I"Hey, baby girl, feel like going out Friday?"It was an innocent enough question, and yet something in the tone of her voice alerted me to some sort of sinister design. I shifted in my chair, taking my reading glasses off and putting down my half read copy of Super Girl. Pushing my hair behind one ear, I eyed Kay over the top of her lap top screen, suspicion in my eyes."Dinner?" I asked, watching her mouth, noticing how the hint of a smile teased at the corners of her lips up as she regarded me."More like a Beach Party."I stuck out my tongue at her, my bare feet searching for hers under the table, caressing her calves with my toes. She was kidding, she had to be. After all, it was no secret that I had an unnatural fear of water or, more precisely, of drowning."Yeah, right." I mumbled, putting my glasses back on and returning to my comic book, pretending to be offended.Amusement followed, laughter so rich, reminding me of warm honey. It?s indoors, Rach. There?ll be a pool, but you don?t have to go anywhere near it. Volley ball, a giant sandbox, a tiki bar. Pretty much everything except an ocean. Come one, it?ll give you a chance to show off your bikini."I didn?t bother looking up this time, sighing inwardly as I turned the page. She wouldn?t have brought it up if she hadn?t already planned on going. Think is, I hadn?t really felt like going out much lately, at least not anywhere involving a lot of people I didn?t know. Yes, I knew I had become somewhat boring, but I?d spent most of my adult life and much of my teen years partying and I was enjoying finally settling down a little. "I invited Cindy. You could go as Kitty Girl."I looked up, the ball of my foot motionless against the top of hers, my heart pounding in my chest. I had to remind myself to breath as the ramifications of that bounced around inside my brain. Kitty Girl had never been out in public before. Only Kay and, more recently, Cindy had ever seen Kitty Girl in person, and only a few others even knew of her existence. To actually let her out in public was a worrying notion. What would people think? And, more importantly, how would she react to being in a room full of stranger with her owner and her sometimes kitty-sitter."What if I said no?" I asked, still breathless as I pulled my foot back to rest on the cross bar beneath the chair I was seated upon. I wondered if the emotions on my face were as naked as they felt as I turned the idea over in my head, closing my comic, my hands resting one on top of the other over the cover.Kay shrugged, looking nonplussed, unable to disguise the sparkle of mischief in her dark eyes. "I bought 3 tickets. I suppose Mike can go."My heart skipped a beat. Mike was Cindy?s partner. Just as he didn?t have any real issues with her playing with me, neither did Cindy have any problems with him playing with other girls, as long she was present. I was caught between a rock and a hard place, knowing that if I chose to stay home, my girlfriend would likely end up spending the night with our next door neighbors. With an exaggerated sigh, I considered my own feelings on the matter, pulling my lower lip absently between my teeth. It did sound like fun, I reasoned, and while the idea of unleashing my inner kitten in public gave me pause while sitting at the table, I knew that once I committed myself, everything would be fine."Fine, I?ll go. Anything else I need to know?" I asked, not quite trusting her.Her subtle smile grew, becoming one of delight as she pushed her computer to one side, reaching out for my hands, gently caressing them with as she pulled them across the table. "Only that I love you with all my heart, honey."Leaning forward, she lifted on hand to her lips, kissing my knuckles softly, her eyes never leaving mine. I?m sure she enjoyed watching me slowly melt under her gaze as I fell in love with her all over again. We barely made it to the bedroom, leaving a trail of clothes down the hallway, both naked by the time she pinned me to the mattress, her hips grinding slowly against mine, turning Ankara escort our moans, our sighs, our cries and whimpers into an erotic, if primitive, duet. IIFriday finally came. I was nervous, of course, but giddy with excitement as well. On the bed Kay had already laid out my kitty ears and my collar, as well as a leash, explaining that she didn?t want me wandering off and getting into trouble. Also laid out was my bikini, a racy number that I?d bought for a vacation in Hawaii we?d taken shortly after becoming a couple. Just because I refused to go into the water, didn?t mean I couldn't look my best at the beach! I have to admit it pushed the boundaries of modesty, the top held up by strings tied at the nape of my neck and behind my back, the bottoms tying at the hips. Kay had enjoyed teasing me the entire time, telling me that if I misbehaved she?d give simply reach out and give a sharp tug, either revealing my breasts or, worse still, my smoothly shaven mound. She never made good on her threat, but I knew that it was probably still in the back of her mind.Being under strict orders not to touch anything with her permission I decided to while away the time playing with my cats, hopefully putting myself into the proper frame of mind. We spent about a half hour while my girlfriend showered, chasing around a yarn ball. When I say we, what I meant to say was I chased it around while they watched, incredulous expressions on their feline faces. Finally, Kay?s voice heralded the end of play time and the beginning of my physical transformation. Mentally, I?d already slipped into my role, not even thinking twice when I hurried down the hall on hands and knees to rub against her legs, purring softly. If I?d had a tail, it would have been waving in the air like a banner!"Good girl." My owner said, leaning down to stroke my head lovingly, her praise making me smile proudly. I was her little kitten, and my only thoughts were of how best to please her? That?s a lie. Somewhere in the back of my brain, other thoughts were being slowly woken, dirty little secret thoughts that had nothing to do with being a kitty, and everything to do with being a naughty little girl. I smiled up at her, kissing her thighs beneath the towel wrapped around her torso, doing my best to push my head between them, much to her amusement."My little kitten had better behave herself or she?s going to spend the night alone?"It was all the threat I needed to behave, sitting back on my heels, turning loose my best pout, something she ignored as she dressed herself, transforming herself into a goddess in a flowered wrap around sundress. She looked magnificent, her dark hair and olive toned skin complemented by the pastel colors, her cleavage proudly on display. I began to blush softly as I watched her dress, suddenly aware of a dampness growing between my thighs. Naked as I was, it would be impossible to hide. I tried to think of safe thoughts, but was unable to come up with any, so I quickly gave up and enjoyed the sight of her adjusting her lush breasts in the mirror, her ass swaying erotically with her every movement, stray thoughts of peeling her bikini briefs down her thighs, my head under her dress, exploring her cunt with my tongue, my face smeared with her beautiful nectar?"Rachel!" Her voice was sharp, and I blinked, realizing I?d been lost in my own little world for the past few minutes. I wondered how many times she?d tried to get my attention before resorting to snapping at me. At least twice, I surmised, seeing as she wasn?t in the habit of raising her voice for not good reason.I mewed, looked properly ashamed. If they could have, my ears would have flattened out. She shook her head, laughing gently at me, her smile soft and warm."Come on, honey. Let?s get you dressed. Cindy will be over any minute and I don?t want her seeing you naked just quite yet?."She left that open for a reason, I knew, guessing that before the night was over, Kay would have me out of my swimsuit. The only Balgat escort bayan question was, when would that be? Eager to complete my transformation, I climbed up on our bed and let her fuss over me, putting on my skimpy little bottoms just so, then my top, making sure all the bows were secure enough that they wouldn?t come undone accidentally. Of course, that left purposefully, making me more then a little nervous.She carefully drew a trio of whisker on each cheek with an eyebrow pencil, studying the result with a tender smile. Next came my kitten ears and then, finally, my collar. She buckled it around my neck carefully, kissing me on the forehead when she was done."There, kitty. You?re perfect. You want to take a look?"I shook my head. I didn?t need to take a look in the mirror. If my owner declared me perfect, then I believed her. It?s rare that I accept such statements from her, usually pointing out all my imperfections, one of the reasons she enjoys playing this little game with me, thinking that it boosts my confidence. She may be right, although it never seems to linger when I am done being my kitten self and return to my human form. Still?If there had been any doubt before, it all vanished when Cindy announced herself, not even bothering to knock. After all, she was expected, and we?d become comfortable enough as neighbors to bypass doorbells when the locks were undone. Besides, after spending a night drinking each other piss, we had little to hide from each other. Cindy looked amazing, by the way, dressed in cute little ruffled skirt and a matching halter, her hair done up in twin pigtails, sunglasses perched on top of her head. Like Kay, she wore flip flops, something I?d noticed both of them doing a lot lately after I?d made a pouting complaint about how unfair it was for anyone over 5?4" to wear heels. I think they were doing it to be funny, but I found it sweet and had been very careful to let them know how much I appreciated the gesture."Hi, Kay. Fuck me, Rachel, you look hot!" I blushed, realizing that her eyes were on me, rather then my owner. Suddenly unsure of myself, I hid behind Kay?s legs, still on my hands and knees like a good kitten. My sisters, of course, were even less visible, one in the laundry basket napping, and the other sulking under the bed, wary of another person in the house."Rachel isn?t here tonight." Kay gently reminded our guest, who nodded in understanding, kneeling, her hand held out towards me. It had been a reminder for me as well, but not one I needed. Peeking around Kay?s legs, I mewed softly, cautiously approaching my kitty-sitter, sniffing at her fingers before butting my cheek softly against them, purring quietly as she rubbed under my chin, making cooing sounds while Kay gathered up her handbag, a light coat, and keys and, of course, my leash.Kay had me stand, wrapping me up in a trench coat that hid my barely clad figure from prying eyes and kept me from freezing my tushie off as well. While it promised to be a pleasant evening, Seattle nights can grow cold, being as near the water as we are, and I tend to have issues keeping warm even during the summer months. One final touch. She clipped the leash to my collar, the end dangling loosely in her hand. I swear, I almost wet myself with joy."Rule number one, Kitty. You are to stay close to either Cindy or me the entire night. I don?t want you to taking your leash off for any reason other then an emergency, understand?"I nodded, meowing softly, feeling strange standing on two feet rather then four. After that, we were off, leaving the last vestiges of my human self behind. IIIAs promised, there was a pool, one of those inflatable doughboys, as well as several inflatable wading pools. Also, a Hawaiian styled barbecue, a tiki bar, and sandbox about the size of our garage. About half of the party was being held outside. From what Kay had told me, the group throwing these parties did so on a regular basis. She?d paid my way, and Cindy?s as well, sort Escort Batıkent of a thank you for looking after me, I guess, which is a little embarrassing seeing as I?m physically older then my neighbor. Not that I let it bother me much. The closer we got to the place, the more excited I became. I think it was a godsend that kitten?s can?t talk, otherwise I?d have been chatting non-stop on the ride over. As it was, Kay had to order me to sit still in the back seat, my squirming and fidgeting apparently having grown distracting as she and Cindy conversed about subjects Kittens had very little interest in. Bored, I had scratched at the window and on the backs of their seats until finally rebuked. From then on, I had curled up in the back seat, sullenly glaring at my owner whenever she chanced to check on me.It didn?t last once we?d arrived. The moment Kay clipped my collar onto my leash, I began purring happily, eager to play my role around other people. At least I thought I was. By the time we got to the door, I was blushing furiously and feeling skittish enough to whisper into Kay?s ear that there was a very good chance I was going to throw up. Thankfully, that passed quickly. Still, I must have looked pretty pathetic when forced to surrender my coat. It didn?t help that, of the three of us, I seemed to be the one getting most of the attention. It probably didn?t help that my nipples decided to misbehave about then, and make obvious dents in the material of my swimsuit. I should add that I could feel a dampness growing between my thighs, and I suddenly recalled how dark the pastel blue material became when wet.There was only one thing to do. I took a deep breath, reminded myself that of what I was, and stopped wearing about things I had no control over. One zen kitty meditation later, I was purring contentedly while wandering around half naked on the end of a leash. In other words, I was in heaven.One thing I should have worked out for myself, I guess, is that everyone else at the party was like minded. Not that there were other kittens wandering around for me to play with, but the unifying factor here wasn?t the beach party theme. It was a sex party. The discovery didn?t phase me too much. After all, I was here with Kay and Cindy and they?d already told me I wasn?t to wander off on my own. Besides, it wasn?t all overt groping and fondling and public sex. Still, there were some obvious Doms and Dommes wandering about with their subs in tow, and enough casual public displays of affection and nudity to erase any lingering doubts. I could only imagine what would happen after people had been drinking for a while or imbibing other substances.I think Kay and Cindy could tell how nervous I was, for they kept me on a short leash, passing it back and forth occasionally, and giving me lot of affection, both verbal and physical. To remind me of my role, early on, we had dinner, Kay insisting that I eat mine from a bowl, providing me with a dish of water, as well. As you can imagine, that drew some attention, most of it directed towards the girls. Comments about what a well behaved pet I was, or how pretty I was, soon reached my ears, and I admit, my ego became a bit inflamed. One older gentlemen even asked if I was available to be loaned out. He was politely, but resolutely turned down. Breathing a sigh of relief, I thanked my owner the only way I could, on my hands and knees, rubbing against her shapely legs, purring my delight.Time passed quickly. I was having fun watching a sand castle being erected in the oversized sand box while a volley ball game raged nearby. I knelt beside Kay who had procured a lawn chairs and was sipping a cocktail while soaking her feet in one of the inflatable pools while chatting with an older couple who had joined us. Across the pool was a cute gay couple were having trouble keeping their hands off each other. Have you ever noticed how hot gay men are? It was easy to imagine the two of them together, naked and sweaty?I blushed, glad that I was kneeling, my thighs pressed together in the shadow of a beach umbrella and along side my owner. Her hand rested on my shoulder, declaring ownership, as well as being a symbol of affection. Cindy had gone exploring at Kay?s behest. I was curious what had passed between them, but managed not to let it show too much.