Futa Catgirl - Gia Maria Marquez - E-Book

Futa Catgirl E-Book

Gia Maria Marquez

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Jeff is one lucky guy. After his girlfriend breaks up with him for spending too much time at the cat cafe, he heads there after hours.  Who would have imagined his three favorite kitties would turn into full-fledged catgirls right before his very eyes? And the best part! They all want a piece of him!

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Futa Catgirl

© January 2021 Gia Maria Marquez

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Futa Catgirl

By Gia Maria Marquez



“Where have you been?” Jeff's girlfriend snapped.

He’d only just walked through the door, and already she was starting up.

“You went to that place again, didn’t you? That pussy club?”

Brow-beaten and frustrated, Jeff said, “That’s not what they call it.”

“But you went there again,” his girlfriend repeated. “Didn’t you? After work? You did! I can smell it on you!”

She sneezed. That was proof positive right there.

Sighing, he said, “I’m sorry. I just… I can’t stay away. They’re so soft and sweet.”

“And I’m not?” she cried.

“It’s not the same.”

She sneezed again. “I can’t be around you right now.”

“I’ll take a shower,” he offered.

“A shower’s not going to cut it. I can smell them on your clothes. You’re gonna have to sleep at your own place tonight.”

Jeff couldn’t pretend he wasn’t disappointed. He hated sleeping by himself, these days. And it wasn’t just the sex. He loved sleeping with his girlfriend. He loved cuddling with her at night. He was a cuddly guy—much more cuddly than her, as it turned out.

She pointed to the door and said, “Out! I mean it! And don’t come back until you’ve given up the cat cafe once and for all!”


“You heard what I said,” she hollered. “I don’t want you spending time with a bunch of cats. You know I’m allergic. It’s your choice, Jeff: it’s the cats or me!”

“Do I have to answer right this second?” he asked.

Clearly, that was the wrong response, because she screamed, “Out!”

He didn’t ask any more questions. He left his girlfriend’s house, but he didn’t go home. Oh, no. He headed straight back to the cat cafe.

There weren’t as many customers in the evening. The owner said, “I was just about to lock up.”

“Oh. I’m sorry,” Jeff replied. “I’ll leave you to it.”

“No, no,” said the young woman. “You look like you could use some time with the cats. And you were in earlier, so I won’t make you buy anything. I’ve already cleaned up all the coffee stuff, anyway.”

“You’re too kind,” Jeff said.

The owner told him, “I trust you. You’ve got one of those faces.”

“What faces?”

“The trustworthy ones.”

He doubted his girlfriend would agree. If she even was even his girlfriend anymore. She’d been telling him for weeks not to come back here, and he still did it, every day, without fail.

How could he resist all the sweet, cuddly kitties? How could anyone? They swarmed around his legs, rubbing their cute little faces against his pants, purring loudly, some mewling, one clawing playfully at his shoelaces.