MEOW!

Buzz Buzz. Another text message. It's been a busy day. I barely have time to respond before my next booking arrives and I still have to fold the towels in the dryer so I have enough towels. Eat. I have to eat. Oh Fuck, he's here. 

I apply my lipstick, ruffle my hair and open the door. 

"Hi"

I say hello back and invite him in. He's tall with extraordinary broad shoulders and the belly to match. Beautiful. He's beautiful, and now I'm not listening to what he's saying. Whoops!

Okay Freya, back to reality. Gerald strides in and I can't help but smile as I once again drink him in. My eyes snap to his mouth as I realise he's now speaking. "So I brought the outfits that I mentioned in text, I hope they're to your liking" he hands me a bag with a bunched up black Lycra in it. I raise my eyebrow as I question him "oh? Now this does look promising". Laughing he pulls out another one announcing that he has one for himself and he lets it unroll before us. It's a black one piece with a white belly, quizzically I search for more defining features and I notice the gloved ends of the hands and feet; they were paws! "Amazing!" 

Rushing, I tear mine out of my bag and disrobe as quickly as I can while maintaining the sex appeal that all of my carefully maintained routines have drilled into me. He erupts with a laugh "I'm so glad you approve, I was a bit concerned that it might be a bit much" he confessed. Pausing, I run a hand gently down his flushed cheeks "how could I not?! This is going to be so much fun!". Unable to further contain his exuberance, Gerald joins in as he unbuttons his shirt and allows it to fall away. I drop to my knees to unbutton his pants and liberate the rest of his delicious body. "I'm helping, definitely helping and not at all begin a perve" the words fall from my mouth as I trace my hands down his thighs dragging the prison of clothes them.

Now freed from the burdens of modern clothes we each step into our respective outfits. "It's soft.. is it.. padded?" I instantly answer my own question "oh it's got little toe beans!!". Half into his own outfit " yeah! I find the realism much more immersive and it allows me to be truly be swallowed into the fantasy". Pulling the costume up I slip my hands in, now not surprised at the padded ends that greet my fingertips. Finally, I pull up the head piece over the back of my head. It leaves the mouth to neck uncovered as well as holes for my eyes and nose. Exploring the mask my heart soars as I discover the whiskers now sprouting from my cheeks as well as triangular protrusions replacing my ears with feline auditory prowess! Laughing I dispel myself from illusions of grandeur. Regardless we were now transformed! Gone were Freyja and Gerald, now here were two unassuming cats. "Wow" Gerald mumbled. "You like?" I giggled as I pranced on the spot and licked the back of my wrist. "It's almost perfect" he declared. "Ahh almost?" I respond teasingly.

"All it needs is these" he proffered out two collars in response, one for each of us. Now we were complete. Two house cats ready to frolic.