Chapter 9: #9: Nikkita (Harry’s Father POV)

Harry’s father sat at the dining room table unable to focus on reading his newspaper, something had been bothering him, his wife. She had always been a bit strange, she had weird views on sex and acted in a manner that was hard for him to understand, but she’d been especially weird the past two weeks, ever since his son Harry had brought home his first catgirl.

She had an unusual hatred towards the catgirl at first, a lot of women aren’t fans of catgirls, but this was something far more intense, she seemed to hate the poor thing and detested even being in the same room as her, then suddenly that stopped, she became cheery and happy and had no issues with the catgirl. In fact, she seemed to crave being in the catgirls presence all of a sudden, she relished in it, something was up, and he had to know what.

His son had left to take his catgirl Karlee on a romantic night, at the end of which they would be staying in a hotel, the house was empty apart from him and his wife Nicole, so he took this time as his opportunity to search for answers. He sat patiently on the couch until Nicole started making dinner, she got very into her cooking and didn’t often leave the kitchen when doing so, so he knew he had some time.

He went upstairs to his and Nicole’s bedroom and started looking through everything, unsure of what he’d hoped to find, but desperately searching none the less. Papers, clothes and knick knacks covered the floor of them room, nothing turned up, until out of the corner of his eye he spotted a small wooden box at the very back of top shelf of the wardrobe. Climbing up on a shelf he managed to grab hold of it and pull it down, it was a strange little box with a combination lock on it and covered in a thick layer of dust, it clearly had not been touching in a long time. He’d never seen if before, he tried a few birthdays and number combinations of the lock but had no success, frustrated and desperate he decided to brut force his way in, placing the box on the ground and stomping it until it splintered and shattered.

Inside were two items, a few sheets of old crumpled paper and a laminated card. He picked up the laminated card and inspected it, to his shook he saw that the card was an old catgirl registration id card, the name on it reading Nikkita Star, his old catgirl. Looking at the papers he saw information about Nikkita’s medical records, the papers were for a catgirl reversal, a catgirl reversal for Nikkita Star. He looked back at the id card, really focusing on it this time, focusing on the picture of a young Nikkita and it all clicked.

He strutted downstairs with a confidence he had not felt for a long time and into the kitchen. His wife stood with her back to him doing the dishes, he walked up to her, stopping behind her, looming over top of her, she turned to face him.

“What’re you doing?” She asked, “Dinner will be another ten…”

He just looked at her, truly looked at her for the first time in a long time, he saw a beauty he had not recognized in years. He raised his hand and caressed her cheek with it, then slide his thumb across her lips and pressed it deep into her mouth. She moaned and instinctually began to suck slowly on it, he felt his wife’s tongue stroke his finger and knew then that she had a catgirl’s tongue.

“Nikkita…” He moaned.

His wife’s eyes opened, and she pulled back, taking the thumb out of her mouth.

“How? How do you know?” She asked.

“It doesn’t matter.” He said firmly, “I love you… I’ve always loved you and now I’ve finally got you back.”

“What do you mean?...”

He placed one hand on her shoulder and the other around the bulging outline of his rapidly hardening cock.

“On your knees.” He ordered.

His wife looked confused and unsure of herself.

“You’re a good girl aren’t you Nikkita?”

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His wife nodded then slowly slide down to her knees in front of him as he continued to stroke himself through his pants.

“This is what you are.” He said, “Don’t forget it again. I love you.”

He unfastened his belt, pulled down his zipper and let loose his throbbing erect cock, he watched as Nikkita’s eyes lit up at the sight of it. Her mouth opened and drool began to dribble down her chin as she begged for his cock with her eyes. He stepped forward and slowly eased himself into her waiting mouth, it had been so long since he’d received head, it was so warm and wet, her mouth felt just as he remembered.

Slowly he began thrusting back and forth, his cock sliding in and out of her dribbling mouth, he gripped the back of her head with one hand to hold her in place, to make sure she took his cock as deep as her throat would allow.

“Show me what you remember pet.” He said.

He stopped thrusting and took a few steps back.

“Are you the slut I remember?” He said.

She nervously crawled to him, got on her knees before him and wrapped her lips around his cock. She started sucking fast, taking the dick deep down her throat, she gagged, her eyes watered, and spit ran down her chin and puddled on the floor, but she did not seem to care, all she seemed to want in that moment was to pleasure him. She pursed her lips to create suction and then curved her tongue so that the base of his massive cock could slide up and down it. She fucked her own face with it, her head rocking back and forth on his dick like a woman possessed.

“Fuck…” He muttered, “I’m gonna cum…”

A smile formed on his wife’s face, she took his dick out of her mouth and begun stroking it furiously, she spat onto his throbbing cock as she jerked him off, keeping him nice and lubed up.

“Cum for me daddy.” She begged.

Suddenly he felt it and a massive load, the largest load he’d had since being married erupted from his cock, drenching his wife. Beads of hot white cum dripped down her face as she smiled up at him.

“Thank you daddy…”

 

AUTHOR’S NOTE: A little chapter to tide you all over until we get the results of the poll on “#8: The Offer” there are still a few hours left to vote on the outcome of who Harry picks and last I checked the votes were almost tied so make sure you vote if you haven’t already. Also, a big thank you to everyone who has voted already, been an amazing response to the chapter, way more than I expected.

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