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Author's note: Thanks go to mjm for his help in writing this story. Moreover, this story ties back to Case of the Lady in White and leads into Case of the Blue Ice. Rather than putting all three together I broke them into three parts. Most of all, I would really like to thank mymantoy999 for his help in editing my work. Ed you are one in a million!
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I was sitting in a two-wheeled cart with Kitten in cat form beside me with Jamie pulling it. The sun was out and I felt grand. The steady clip clopping of her hooves against the gravel drive harmonized with the sounds of the birds. It was a wonderful day to be alive. We rode in style around to the back of the property following the gravel path and ended up at a small lake or large pond. Getting off I looked around, "Perfect place for a picnic."
Going to Jamie I unclipped her from the cart and had her kneel under a large tree. Her hands were still bound behind her so I got out of a picnic basket a bottle of water and straw. Holding it so she could drink I noticed the dark sweat stains on her chest. "Did I work you too much?" I asked worriedly. This was our first day of her pulling me.
Flipping her mane Jamie said, "No mistress I am fine."
We sat there alone enjoying the day. Kitten in cat form chased butterflies and pounced around as I fed Jamie little bits of apple from my hand. It was a relief to get away from work and life. I made a mental note that I would have to do this more often. I stroked her body slowly with a brush, wiping away the little bits of dust and leaves that had accumulated on Jamie's legs and hooves. Crystal had done a wonderful job of taking care of her.
"Now for your snack," I said as I lay back and placed a sugar cube between my lower lips.
I woke to the feeling of Kitten nuzzling and licking my flower. Her soft purrs as she licked sending shivers of pleasure through my body. Stretching I reached down and caressed her head and scratched behind her ears, "Good morning Kitten," I said with a sleepy smile the dream still strong in my mind. I was half-tempted to check if there was a sugar cube down there.
Kitten looked up, "Good morning momma." She crawled up my nude body and after looking at my breasts, a moment started to suckle on the left one.
While Kitten's mouth felt good, her fur tickled and I could not help but giggle. "That tickles," I said as I pulled her up fully to nuzzle her cheek.
"Kitten sorry she tickled momma," she said softly looking up at me.
"You know, you can talk normal if you want," I said looking in to her golden yellow eyes.
Kitten opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Again, she opened it to speak with no result. Finally, she rested her head against my neck and said, "Kitten cannot momma. Kitten know momma like this way for her kitten to be."
She was right, I really did like her talking in third person. It made her seem so much younger and needy for me. In a nutshell, her speaking style made me love her more. "You are right Kitten; I do love you speaking like this."
Again, she opened her mouth to speak. She looked confused for a moment and then said, "Kitten always talks way momma wants" She nodded once as if agreeing with the statement and rested her head again.
We lay together, my hand stroking Kitten's back as she softly purred against my body when there was a knock at the bedroom door. Jade walked in wearing nothing except her smile and carrying a tray. "I brought you breakfast Samantha," she said smiling as she brought it over. She glanced at Kitten, "Alvin was looking for you Kitten," she added.
Kitten jumped up, "Kitten go see Uncle Alvin now," and hurried out the room. I still thought it was amazing how she would just go through doors as if she were a ghost.
As Jade walked over I slid up and leaned against the headboard. Looking at her, I frowned mentally. It seemed in the last couple days since we disposed of Kitten's maker the girls had slacked off from wearing latex and calling me mistress. "Thank you Jade," I said looking her over. Other than the male organs she was quite lovely. She had wanted them only so she could give me a child. Alas, that idea did not work out so well. Now looking at her, I wished I had Angela turn her back.
She sat on the edge of the bed and uncovered the plate, "Your welcome Sam." She sat there not speaking and looking at me a moment. As she stood up she suddenly said, "Sam, can I be fully female?" she broke off and looked down at the floor, "That is if you wish it."
"Go and have Angela make the changes Jade." I said. As she smiled and turned away, I stopped her, "Oh and Jade." When she turned back I continued, "When I see you next, please be dressed properly. I see you are not wearing latex or your toe shoes you so desperately desired."
I had a vision of Jade in the latex playroom wearing a hood, latex hobble dress, arm binder, and ballet boots. In the vision, she was chained to the ceiling so she would have to stand not moving. I felt the throbs of pleasure fill me and was determined to see her in that state as soon as possible. It would make a good punishment and make sure the girls remembered their places.
When I came back to the present I saw Jade flushed with excitement. "Yes Sama...Mistress thank you," She said as she hurried out of the room.
As I ate breakfast, I decided that the girls and I needed a good long vacation. "Should we go somewhere or stay here?" I asked the empty room. Sipping on the last of the coffee, I reached my decision, stay here. We could have everything here in the privacy of our own house that any other place could give us. I made a mental note to make sure there was enough food in the house for a month and have every phone turned off. For all intents and purposes, we would be away.
As I was finishing there was a knock at the door and Alvin walked in with Kitten, in cat form, following him. His manner of clothing caused me to stop in mid sip. He was wearing latex pants and tank top. "Good morning Samantha," He said as he walked over.
I just sat there looking at him in shock. Gone was the ruffled absent-minded professor look he cultivated. I looked him over slowly as I set my coffee cup down, "Damn! For someone pushing 60 you look good." I realized what I had said aloud and blushed.
"Thanks," Alvin replied with a smile. "I never knew what you saw in this until I tried it." He looked at Kitten and added, "Could you take the tray Kitten?"
She looked at me and with my nod, changed form and picked up the tray, "Kitten take tray for Uncle Alvin."
When she had left, he sat down on the edge of the bed, "How are you feeling Samantha?" He leaned forward to look into my eyes and move my head back and forth, "Any weakness or tingling?"
Tossing the covers aside, I stood and slowly spun around. "No everything is working fine Alvin." He stood, poked, and prodded me for a few minutes. "So it seems. I'm glad you're better Sam." He looked me over nodding, "I guess my time is up then."