Chapter 1: #1: The Pound

Almost a full year had passed since Harry had turned eighteen years old and first became eligible for his very own catgirl. He had begged his parents for one in the months leading up to his eighteenth birthday and although his Father seemed accepting of the idea his mother was less than convinced and shoot down the idea. Now as Harry’s birthday appeared on the calendar once more, he begged his parents to reconsider this time.

“Oh, come on Nicole.” Said his father, looking down from his newspaper, “Let the poor boy have some fun, it’ll probably be good for him.”

“Please Mom!” Harry pleaded, “I’ll take good care of her.”

“I’m sure you will.” Said his mother, placing a plate down in the sink and turning to face both the men sitting at the kitchen table, “But it’s not right, those poor things shouldn’t be kept and bought like they are… I don’t like it.”

“You need to relax.” Said Harry’s Father, “Catgirls are just a bit of fun for men his age, I had one, my brother had one, it’s just what men do.”

“It just doesn’t seem very nice, making them prance around and treating them like second class citizens.”

“But they like it Mom.” Harry chimed in, “Jason got one and his loves the way she is treated.”

Harry had stumped her, he could see in his mother’s eyes that she had no good response, she often claimed to not like catgirls, but she knew enough about them to know that he was right.

“Fine.” His Mother said bitterly, “But you’re adopting, not shopping… And you’ll be the one taking care of her, not me.”

Excitement washed across Harry’s face as he leapt up from his chair and gave his mother a tight hug, nearly lifting her off the ground.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Harry cheered, “Can we go today?”

Harry looked around for his parent’s approval, “Sure thing son.” Said his father, folding up his paper. “Go get ready and I’ll take you to the shelter.”

Harry raced out of the kitchen to go get ready, so fast that he forgot his phone on the kitchen table, he came back to grab it when he overheard his parents arguing over the catgirl.

“It’s perverted.” He heard his mother say, “Training these girls to be overtly sexual, to give blowjobs.”

“Well at least he gets to be happy.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means the last time I got a blowjob was back when I had a catgirl.”

Embarrassed and fearing being caught eavesdropping Harry quickly and quietly slinked away and upstairs to his room. A few minutes later he came rushing down, his father was already waiting at the foot of the stairs with his keys in hand. “Ready to go son?” His Father asked.

“I’ve never been more ready.” Harry replied.

His Mother stayed in the kitchen and Harry got no response when he called out to say goodbye.

Harry and his father piled into the family car and set off for the local Catgirl Pound.

“Exciting day, isn’t it?” Said Harry’s Father.

“Yeah, I’ve been waiting for this day for so long now.” Replied Harry with a large smile stretched across his face, “I can’t believe it’s finally happening.”

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Harry’s Father chuckled, “I’m happy for you son. I still remember getting my catgirl when I was your age, Nikkita… She was the best, so cute, so eager to please, so submissive. I love your mother, but I still have dreams about using her… Enjoy this moment son, a man’s time with catgirls is a special moment in his life.”

“I’ll definitely enjoy it.” Laughed Harry.

The pound was a large grey building, unassuming and blended in with the rest of the city. The car had barely stopped before Harry had leapt from the passenger’s seat and was making a beeline for the door. Inside Harry was greeted by a large man with glasses, who sported a thin beard and a lab coat,

“How’re you today young man?” The man asked Harry.

“Good sir.” Harry replied, “I’m… I’m here for…”

“Don’t worry lad, I know what you’re here for.” The man smiled.

Just then Harry’s Father came wandering inside.

“Sorry, he’s just a bit eager.” Said Harry’s Father.

“Perfectly understandable, getting a catgirl is a very exciting event. Follow me to the back and I’ll show you what we currently have in stock.”

The man in the lab coat directed Harry and his father beyond a pair of batwing doors and into a large storage area. It was a long hallway that stretched for nearly the length of a football field, on either side of the hall was a series of locked cages, each caged pen was about the size of a prison cell but filled with much nicer amenities. Each pen contained a nest bed like the ones you’d see dogs sleeping in, a water and feeding bowl, a mirror and make up table and a hanging rack filled with various undergarments and lingerie.

Many of the catgirls crawled around their cages completely naked, but many others seemed to like dressing up and wore cute and revealing pieces of lingerie, none were more dressed than that however, it seemed the catgirls were not given the right to wear real clothing.

All the catgirls had the same base features, a pair of cat ears and a tail, apart from that and their seeming submissiveness and increased sexual drive they were otherwise indistinguishable from human women.

Harry made his way up the hallway with his father and the man in the lab coat not far behind him, he peered into all of the cages, examining his various options. There were so many good choices, some were curvy with large fake looking breasts and injected lips, others cuter and more docile. Some of them stripped themselves of their lingerie, others spread their legs for him, others begun masturbating, all of them were desperate, all of them fighting for his attention, begging to be chosen, to be owned.

About halfway down the hall Harry came to a stop out front of one of the cages, the catgirl inside caught his attention, she was pale and wide eyed, she had long flowing bubblegum pink hair with pink and white cat ears and an adorable pink tail. She had a nice firm and round ass, just large enough for a Harry to be able to grab a handful of, and she had small perky tits that added to her cute and docile demeanor. She was not naked like some of the others, but she was revealing a lot and was clearly very slutty, she wore a lacey pink frilled bralette and a pair of see-through lace lined panties.

Perhaps noticing Harry’s instinctual attraction to her, Harry’s Father chimed in, “Put your finger through the cage.” He suggested.

Harry looked confused but nodded. He slowly pressed his index finger through one of the gaps in the wire caging, the pink haired girl’s head snapped to attention, focusing on him. Slowly she crawled across the pen, her hips and tail swaying as she edged closer to the cage door. The catgirl looked up from her knees directly into Harry’s eyes, Harry could see her submission just in her eyes. She pressed her cheek against his finger before quickly pulling back… And then again, pressing and pulling away.

“She’s testing you.” Harry’s Father smiled.

“What?” Harry mumbled, unable to take his attention away from the beautiful creature kneeling before him.

“She’s seeing if she can trust you.” His Father explained.

Just then the catgirl went in towards Harry’s finger once again, but this time with her mouth opened wide, Harry felt it as she took his finger into her mouth, her soft lips pressed tightly against his knuckle, her tongue running back and forth down the length of his finger, spit and drool leaked from the sides of her mouth. Her knees slide outwards on the floor as she spread her legs and arched her back to lean in closer to Harry, to show and give all of herself to him. As a smile grew across her face, her eyes rolled and crossed inwards, and a slight giggle seeped out from between her lips and Harry’s finger. She was a true submissive and an eager pet.

“I want this one.” Harry said softly, “This one is mine.”

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