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A few days earlier...
The girl sat in a lotus position, mashing the dodge button on her controller as she stared at the monitor in front of her. Her character dove to the side a moment too late, allowing the giant monster she was dueling to hit her with its giant scythe.
As the words, "You Died" came on the screen, she unleashed a bestial mewl and tossed her controller down, making it bounce off of the carpeted floor. However, just as soon as she began to rage, she abruptly rolled over onto all fours, sticking her mocha-colored derriere up in the air as her long tail swished around the room, the white fluff on the end of her violet fur looking like a rabbit's paw that was being flicked about. Her large feline ears, which were covered in the same colored fur, started to twitch as her hands searched through piles of books, handheld devices, dirty clothes, and assorted, half-finished, model kits.
As the nude woman reached her hand under a pile of lingerie, a cheshire grin graced her face. She yanked her greedy paw back, fishing out a Player's handbook for a tabletop rpg. She plopped down on the carpet, her sizable bosom mashing back against her chest. She flipped through the pages quickly, her copper and teal eyes darting far too fast to retain any but the fleetest of information. Still, she laid there, idly pulling her legs back towards her buttocks against a pair of elastic resistance bands she had tied to a hook on the floor.
As she laid there, the door the cement-walled room opened, bringing in an older woman in a labcoat who allowed her eyelash to bat slightly before she remembered whose room she was entering and merely shook her head in disappointment.
"PFC-005, you do know that you have to be transported in less than n hour, don't you?"
"Maaaaaybe," the girl replied, making her tail squirm, "but I'm not ready yet. I haven't finished learning how to play Pathfinder, I can't beat Bloodbourne on NG+7, I have no idea how to make a meringue, and Lord knows I can't play the Trombone adequately. So I think I'll stay here until I'm ready."
The woman in the labcoat sighed, "You know it doesn't work that way. Your partner, Ms...." she looked down to check her tablet, "Gunn, is supposed to receive you in three days. You need to be shipped out in an hour to get there in time."
The girl started to tremble, "but what if she doesn't like me? I mean, she said she wanted someone who loves cooking, can throw a party, and is sophisticated and the closest thing I've done to that was make bathtub moonshine and hand it out in solo cups while wearing a cocktail dress."
The lab coat woman sighed, "and we all really wish you hadn't done that, or attempted to film a drunken amateur porno afterwards."
"She said I should be sexually adventurous and have an interest in cinema," The girl said, making her tail go straight while her eyes glowered, "I only had a month to get ready for this...now she's going to hate me...I don't even know how to tie her up when I get there."
The woman's jaw almost hit the floor before the palm of her hand found her face, "Please, Please tell me that you weren't seriously going to introduce yourself by tying up your partner."
"Got you!" She giggled fiendishly, rolling onto her back, "PFC-004 said I should though and PFC-003 agreed."
The woman sighed, "Well your playmates are terrible people to take advice from, promise me you'll, y'know, talk to your partner before you reenact one of your escapades."
The feline girl reluctantly sighed, "Okay but it's probably going to turn out that she does want to do that and then she's going to hate me and then...then,"
The girl began to purr loudly as the woman scratched her belly.
"You're going to be fine, she's going to love you. Now please, get dressed."
Half an hour later, the girl was dressed and the woman was once again flabbergasted.
"So, do you think Sidney will be impressed?" The girl asked, looking excitedly at the woman who helped make her.
The woman tried to nod but ultimately just uttered, "It will leave an impression...though I'll make sure the other...halves of your outfit get delivered." She kissed her creation on the forehead and then opened the box, "Take care of yourself...and please, ignore what the survey said, just get to know her, okay?"
The girl got in the box, shivering, "I'll be fine, you made me so I'm going to be perfect for her."
The woman frowned as the box slid close.
Presently...
The girl woke up as the lid opened. She couldn't contain her excitement and launched out of the box, her eyes still sealed shut with morning crud. To her credit, she did manage to land on her feet, to her debit, she then stumbled forward in her left hiking boot followed by her right stilleto, whose heel snapped off with the impact, making her flail her arms before she fell backwards, back into the box.
"Owww...owww," she grunted. The impact forced her eyes open, meaning that she was now finally seeing Sidney, "Hi Sidney!" She said, waving her hand excitedly like a school girl, "I'm your PFC!"
"Wait, maybe that isn't the right approach"
She cleared her throat, and let one of her rainbow-colored nails trail down her long white shirt, down her laced-up corset, down her miniskirt (which was being worn over a pair of jeans that was missing all of one leg, making it look like a pair of daisy dukes was surgically grafted onto a pair of Levis), and finally down her beige silk stocking.
"See anything you like?" The personal feline companion said in a lustful tone, adding a purr to emphasize her intent "You can inspect me as carefully as you like. "
She looked back at Sid, "Of course, I wasn't expecting anyone as beautiful as you to be my partner...I could give you a verrrry through inspection if you'd like...I can be a very naughty kitty...or a good one, she started to sweat, "I can be either. Whatever you want Sidney, I'll do it...and make it worth your while," she added, switching her inflections rapidly.
She tried to rise up so she could crawl toward Sid but she soon found she was stuck in the box with her legs spread wide.
"But can you help me up first?"
The girl sat in a lotus position, mashing the dodge button on her controller as she stared at the monitor in front of her. Her character dove to the side a moment too late, allowing the giant monster she was dueling to hit her with its giant scythe.
As the words, "You Died" came on the screen, she unleashed a bestial mewl and tossed her controller down, making it bounce off of the carpeted floor. However, just as soon as she began to rage, she abruptly rolled over onto all fours, sticking her mocha-colored derriere up in the air as her long tail swished around the room, the white fluff on the end of her violet fur looking like a rabbit's paw that was being flicked about. Her large feline ears, which were covered in the same colored fur, started to twitch as her hands searched through piles of books, handheld devices, dirty clothes, and assorted, half-finished, model kits.
As the nude woman reached her hand under a pile of lingerie, a cheshire grin graced her face. She yanked her greedy paw back, fishing out a Player's handbook for a tabletop rpg. She plopped down on the carpet, her sizable bosom mashing back against her chest. She flipped through the pages quickly, her copper and teal eyes darting far too fast to retain any but the fleetest of information. Still, she laid there, idly pulling her legs back towards her buttocks against a pair of elastic resistance bands she had tied to a hook on the floor.
As she laid there, the door the cement-walled room opened, bringing in an older woman in a labcoat who allowed her eyelash to bat slightly before she remembered whose room she was entering and merely shook her head in disappointment.
"PFC-005, you do know that you have to be transported in less than n hour, don't you?"
"Maaaaaybe," the girl replied, making her tail squirm, "but I'm not ready yet. I haven't finished learning how to play Pathfinder, I can't beat Bloodbourne on NG+7, I have no idea how to make a meringue, and Lord knows I can't play the Trombone adequately. So I think I'll stay here until I'm ready."
The woman in the labcoat sighed, "You know it doesn't work that way. Your partner, Ms...." she looked down to check her tablet, "Gunn, is supposed to receive you in three days. You need to be shipped out in an hour to get there in time."
The girl started to tremble, "but what if she doesn't like me? I mean, she said she wanted someone who loves cooking, can throw a party, and is sophisticated and the closest thing I've done to that was make bathtub moonshine and hand it out in solo cups while wearing a cocktail dress."
The lab coat woman sighed, "and we all really wish you hadn't done that, or attempted to film a drunken amateur porno afterwards."
"She said I should be sexually adventurous and have an interest in cinema," The girl said, making her tail go straight while her eyes glowered, "I only had a month to get ready for this...now she's going to hate me...I don't even know how to tie her up when I get there."
The woman's jaw almost hit the floor before the palm of her hand found her face, "Please, Please tell me that you weren't seriously going to introduce yourself by tying up your partner."
"Got you!" She giggled fiendishly, rolling onto her back, "PFC-004 said I should though and PFC-003 agreed."
The woman sighed, "Well your playmates are terrible people to take advice from, promise me you'll, y'know, talk to your partner before you reenact one of your escapades."
The feline girl reluctantly sighed, "Okay but it's probably going to turn out that she does want to do that and then she's going to hate me and then...then,"
The girl began to purr loudly as the woman scratched her belly.
"You're going to be fine, she's going to love you. Now please, get dressed."
Half an hour later, the girl was dressed and the woman was once again flabbergasted.
"So, do you think Sidney will be impressed?" The girl asked, looking excitedly at the woman who helped make her.
The woman tried to nod but ultimately just uttered, "It will leave an impression...though I'll make sure the other...halves of your outfit get delivered." She kissed her creation on the forehead and then opened the box, "Take care of yourself...and please, ignore what the survey said, just get to know her, okay?"
The girl got in the box, shivering, "I'll be fine, you made me so I'm going to be perfect for her."
The woman frowned as the box slid close.
Presently...
The girl woke up as the lid opened. She couldn't contain her excitement and launched out of the box, her eyes still sealed shut with morning crud. To her credit, she did manage to land on her feet, to her debit, she then stumbled forward in her left hiking boot followed by her right stilleto, whose heel snapped off with the impact, making her flail her arms before she fell backwards, back into the box.
"Owww...owww," she grunted. The impact forced her eyes open, meaning that she was now finally seeing Sidney, "Hi Sidney!" She said, waving her hand excitedly like a school girl, "I'm your PFC!"
"Wait, maybe that isn't the right approach"
She cleared her throat, and let one of her rainbow-colored nails trail down her long white shirt, down her laced-up corset, down her miniskirt (which was being worn over a pair of jeans that was missing all of one leg, making it look like a pair of daisy dukes was surgically grafted onto a pair of Levis), and finally down her beige silk stocking.
"See anything you like?" The personal feline companion said in a lustful tone, adding a purr to emphasize her intent "You can inspect me as carefully as you like. "
She looked back at Sid, "Of course, I wasn't expecting anyone as beautiful as you to be my partner...I could give you a verrrry through inspection if you'd like...I can be a very naughty kitty...or a good one, she started to sweat, "I can be either. Whatever you want Sidney, I'll do it...and make it worth your while," she added, switching her inflections rapidly.
She tried to rise up so she could crawl toward Sid but she soon found she was stuck in the box with her legs spread wide.
"But can you help me up first?"
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The PFC smiled wider and wider as Sidney spoke to her, mostly oblivious to what the human was saying. All she knew was that she was finally with her companion, the person who gave her life meaning, who would be with her until the end, the person who would love her almost as much as she already loved them. She looked her new human companion up and down, her cheeks growing red and hot as her eyes took her in.
She's so gorgeous!...and quite sexy too. She thought, her mind pushing away Sid's groggy demeanor and the faint smell of alcohol on her breath. All she saw was an attractive human whom she would always want to be with. She watched Sid tug on the strings of her corset and sighed lovingly. She had only known Sid for a couple of minutes and already she had shown her kindness by helping her out of the box (twice no less) and now she was helping to straighten her corset!"
Sidney must like my fashion sense! She wants to help me look my best. the PFC thought, her tail swishing from side to side. She was in such bliss that Sid's final words took almost a full minute to register. As the perturbed young woman started to muse aloud about sending the catgirl back, the PFC just stood there in awe of Sidney. In her own mind, her new companion was just at a loss of how to first put her to use. She giggled and twitched her ears at Sid's confused tone, eagerly anticipating an impassioned hug, a wild kiss, or even an invitation to play co-op. She let each fantasy play out in her head, each one ending in a montage of the two of them growing old together until they were sitting on a porch, throwing birdseed at local children, in hopes that birds would fly down and peck at them.
When the enamored PFC finally allowed her companion's words to reach her active mind, she was stunned. Her grin slowly contracted into a pair of pursed lips before opening agape into a look of confused surprise. Surely Sidney was just playing a joke on her. She had to be. Someone who took that much time to fill out her survey, to set the guidelines for how she wanted her PFC to be...someone like that could never just want to throw her away. The PFC had to be mistaken. After all, Sidney specifically filled out her information for a sweepstakes for a companion, she wouldn't have done that if she really wanted to be alone. Maybe Sidney was just nervous: maybe she didn't feel like she was ready to accept her prize, maybe she caught Sidney at a bad time (the state of the room certainly suggested that), or maybe this was a test: Sidney wanted to see if her PFC could use its wits and abilities to convince her it was worthy of her.
Or maybe all three
The PFC let a more suggestive, playful smile form on her lips. She reached her hand up to stroke Sidney's cheek and kept eye contact with her. Her right foot kicked off the remains of her heel and then, without losing her balance, moved it over to the laces on her hiking boot where she deftly untied the knot and then stepped on the toe so she could slide her stocking-clad foot out. While the young woman was clumsy, she had spent plenty of time learning how to make all of her clawed digits nimble for all of the reasons practical and pleasurable. She then moved her stockinged leg between Sidney's thigh and gave a long rub.
"Sidney, I get it. I woke you up in the middle of the...what time is it, I-I mean, woke you up, and I probably interrupted whatever plans you had for the day," She said, letting her tail flick out to rub against the outside of Sid's thigh as she placed her leg back down, "but let me make it up to you."
With that, the PFC leaned in and kissed Sid on lips. She only let her lips linger for a few seconds but the woman put all of the passion she could muster into the act, ending the contact with a soft moan and a bridge of spit she quickly broke with a swirl of her tongue. She then let her free hand go down to her miniskirt and quickly unzipped it before tossing it aside.
"Congratulations on winning the sweepstakes, Ms. Gunn," She said, attempting to inject a more mature inflection to her voice, "Now, let me propose an alternative to sending me back right away ( not that you could but I think I've got your game figured out ). Even if you did put your new fresh pussy back in the cold, claustrophobic box which probably will run out of power on the way back, you couldn't send her back until tomorrow...unless it's Sunday," she added, her more immature voice returning, "which would leave you out the expense of shipping her, including extra fees for transporting a live animal, plus the time it would take to get those arrangements set up."
She moved her hand to take Sid's, guiding it to her side as her tail continued to rub against Sid's thigh, "So what if instead of worrying about getting this annoying girl out of your face, you take...advantage of this. Why don't you let me put you to bed and then let you wake up to a fresh cooked breakfast, paid for on the company credit card I was given to buy things for us for the first week? No cost to you and you'll have the pleasure of having a sexy girl at your disposal while you think about if you really want to send her back."
She let both of her arms go around Sid's back and leaned into her, an electrical feeling of pleasure coursing through her as their breasts met in a manner of asymmetrical docking, "So Sidney, do you really want to send me away right now...or do you want to think about it after a nice dream and a full belly?"
The PFC leaned in, leaving her lips an inch away from Sidney, her warm breath tickling across the teal-haired girl's lips, "After all, even a lone wolf can share a meal...or go into heat."
She's so gorgeous!...and quite sexy too. She thought, her mind pushing away Sid's groggy demeanor and the faint smell of alcohol on her breath. All she saw was an attractive human whom she would always want to be with. She watched Sid tug on the strings of her corset and sighed lovingly. She had only known Sid for a couple of minutes and already she had shown her kindness by helping her out of the box (twice no less) and now she was helping to straighten her corset!"
Sidney must like my fashion sense! She wants to help me look my best. the PFC thought, her tail swishing from side to side. She was in such bliss that Sid's final words took almost a full minute to register. As the perturbed young woman started to muse aloud about sending the catgirl back, the PFC just stood there in awe of Sidney. In her own mind, her new companion was just at a loss of how to first put her to use. She giggled and twitched her ears at Sid's confused tone, eagerly anticipating an impassioned hug, a wild kiss, or even an invitation to play co-op. She let each fantasy play out in her head, each one ending in a montage of the two of them growing old together until they were sitting on a porch, throwing birdseed at local children, in hopes that birds would fly down and peck at them.
When the enamored PFC finally allowed her companion's words to reach her active mind, she was stunned. Her grin slowly contracted into a pair of pursed lips before opening agape into a look of confused surprise. Surely Sidney was just playing a joke on her. She had to be. Someone who took that much time to fill out her survey, to set the guidelines for how she wanted her PFC to be...someone like that could never just want to throw her away. The PFC had to be mistaken. After all, Sidney specifically filled out her information for a sweepstakes for a companion, she wouldn't have done that if she really wanted to be alone. Maybe Sidney was just nervous: maybe she didn't feel like she was ready to accept her prize, maybe she caught Sidney at a bad time (the state of the room certainly suggested that), or maybe this was a test: Sidney wanted to see if her PFC could use its wits and abilities to convince her it was worthy of her.
Or maybe all three
The PFC let a more suggestive, playful smile form on her lips. She reached her hand up to stroke Sidney's cheek and kept eye contact with her. Her right foot kicked off the remains of her heel and then, without losing her balance, moved it over to the laces on her hiking boot where she deftly untied the knot and then stepped on the toe so she could slide her stocking-clad foot out. While the young woman was clumsy, she had spent plenty of time learning how to make all of her clawed digits nimble for all of the reasons practical and pleasurable. She then moved her stockinged leg between Sidney's thigh and gave a long rub.
"Sidney, I get it. I woke you up in the middle of the...what time is it, I-I mean, woke you up, and I probably interrupted whatever plans you had for the day," She said, letting her tail flick out to rub against the outside of Sid's thigh as she placed her leg back down, "but let me make it up to you."
With that, the PFC leaned in and kissed Sid on lips. She only let her lips linger for a few seconds but the woman put all of the passion she could muster into the act, ending the contact with a soft moan and a bridge of spit she quickly broke with a swirl of her tongue. She then let her free hand go down to her miniskirt and quickly unzipped it before tossing it aside.
"Congratulations on winning the sweepstakes, Ms. Gunn," She said, attempting to inject a more mature inflection to her voice, "Now, let me propose an alternative to sending me back right away ( not that you could but I think I've got your game figured out ). Even if you did put your new fresh pussy back in the cold, claustrophobic box which probably will run out of power on the way back, you couldn't send her back until tomorrow...unless it's Sunday," she added, her more immature voice returning, "which would leave you out the expense of shipping her, including extra fees for transporting a live animal, plus the time it would take to get those arrangements set up."
She moved her hand to take Sid's, guiding it to her side as her tail continued to rub against Sid's thigh, "So what if instead of worrying about getting this annoying girl out of your face, you take...advantage of this. Why don't you let me put you to bed and then let you wake up to a fresh cooked breakfast, paid for on the company credit card I was given to buy things for us for the first week? No cost to you and you'll have the pleasure of having a sexy girl at your disposal while you think about if you really want to send her back."
She let both of her arms go around Sid's back and leaned into her, an electrical feeling of pleasure coursing through her as their breasts met in a manner of asymmetrical docking, "So Sidney, do you really want to send me away right now...or do you want to think about it after a nice dream and a full belly?"
The PFC leaned in, leaving her lips an inch away from Sidney, her warm breath tickling across the teal-haired girl's lips, "After all, even a lone wolf can share a meal...or go into heat."
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As per usual, the PFC let Sidney's tone fly right over head. She was too enraptured with watching Sidney, her precious human companion speak. She let only the words enter her ears, not their inflection.
"We can do that and so much more, Sidney!" She squealed, excited that her human was thinking over her offer...and then she mentioned gaming, "Oh I would love to, Sidney!" her demeanor completely to one of childlike enthusiasm and wonder, "What would you like to-to..." The feline stopped and shuddered as Sidney touched her sides. Even through her clothing , the cat was in utter bliss. Her human was touching her and her nose was telling her that Sidney found her appealing. There was another scent, one of caution, but the PFC wasn't worried: She would just make sure that Sidney enjoyed their first time together.
Our first time...
The PFC closed her eyes and cocked her head to the side, awaiting her human to give her a kiss that would begin their life of bliss together.
...And then Sidney started tugging on her tail.
"Meoorw!" the PFC yowled in surprise. It wasn't a particularly painful experience but it was annoying and not appreciated in the least, like if a particularly strong child had started trying to yank her arm out of her socket. The feline's tail went rigid, her eyes popped wide open and the nails on her fingers and toes extended almost half an inch.
"Stop it, stop it!" She cried out, starting to instinctively scratch at Sidney's back. Her nails had been dulled before being shipped and weren't sharp enough to pierce the shirt's cloth but the woman would certainly feel it. After a couple seconds though, the PFC calmed down enough to stop scratching and attempted to pull away Sidney's tugging arm.
"I'm not bullshitting you Sidney!" The PFC said, her frustration and shock playing across her face, "I'm your PFC! I'm your live-in friend, companion, and whatever else you want me to be! You took a survey and I was made to fit what you wanted. I just want to make you happy!"
The catgirl slipped away from Sidney after she was free of her arm, the human's touch no longer bringing her the joy it once had.
"There aren't any fees that weren't mentioned in the Terms and Conditions. You just have to provide a home for me, access to food and water, give me a name, and film a weekly vlog for our first two months together as part of winning the sweepstakes. It was all there in the terms."
She went over to the box and found a small compartment that had a tiny digital camera, a credit card, and a manual with the title: "Terms and Conditions." She tossed the manual to Sidney.
"See? Page 33. 'Owner of PFC is responsible for providing shelter to PFC, as well as access to food and water. Owner must also provide PFC with a name for identification and personalization purposes. PFCs can be registered on our website. Please take advantage of this for additional warranty information and discounts on PFC accessories."
The PFC looked down at the floor, distraught, "I'm, I'm sorry for scratching you Sidney...but you were scaring me. Please, I'm really excited to be here with you and I want you to be happy. I thought you'd be happy to find out you won."
Then another thought hit her.
"Was she trying foreplay?If this is her way of starting things off, I don't like it very much" the PFC thought.
"If you want me to put a tail attached to a buttplug in my ass we can do that, Sidney but please don't try to pull out my real tail."
"We can do that and so much more, Sidney!" She squealed, excited that her human was thinking over her offer...and then she mentioned gaming, "Oh I would love to, Sidney!" her demeanor completely to one of childlike enthusiasm and wonder, "What would you like to-to..." The feline stopped and shuddered as Sidney touched her sides. Even through her clothing , the cat was in utter bliss. Her human was touching her and her nose was telling her that Sidney found her appealing. There was another scent, one of caution, but the PFC wasn't worried: She would just make sure that Sidney enjoyed their first time together.
Our first time...
The PFC closed her eyes and cocked her head to the side, awaiting her human to give her a kiss that would begin their life of bliss together.
...And then Sidney started tugging on her tail.
"Meoorw!" the PFC yowled in surprise. It wasn't a particularly painful experience but it was annoying and not appreciated in the least, like if a particularly strong child had started trying to yank her arm out of her socket. The feline's tail went rigid, her eyes popped wide open and the nails on her fingers and toes extended almost half an inch.
"Stop it, stop it!" She cried out, starting to instinctively scratch at Sidney's back. Her nails had been dulled before being shipped and weren't sharp enough to pierce the shirt's cloth but the woman would certainly feel it. After a couple seconds though, the PFC calmed down enough to stop scratching and attempted to pull away Sidney's tugging arm.
"I'm not bullshitting you Sidney!" The PFC said, her frustration and shock playing across her face, "I'm your PFC! I'm your live-in friend, companion, and whatever else you want me to be! You took a survey and I was made to fit what you wanted. I just want to make you happy!"
The catgirl slipped away from Sidney after she was free of her arm, the human's touch no longer bringing her the joy it once had.
"There aren't any fees that weren't mentioned in the Terms and Conditions. You just have to provide a home for me, access to food and water, give me a name, and film a weekly vlog for our first two months together as part of winning the sweepstakes. It was all there in the terms."
She went over to the box and found a small compartment that had a tiny digital camera, a credit card, and a manual with the title: "Terms and Conditions." She tossed the manual to Sidney.
"See? Page 33. 'Owner of PFC is responsible for providing shelter to PFC, as well as access to food and water. Owner must also provide PFC with a name for identification and personalization purposes. PFCs can be registered on our website. Please take advantage of this for additional warranty information and discounts on PFC accessories."
The PFC looked down at the floor, distraught, "I'm, I'm sorry for scratching you Sidney...but you were scaring me. Please, I'm really excited to be here with you and I want you to be happy. I thought you'd be happy to find out you won."
Then another thought hit her.
"Was she trying foreplay?If this is her way of starting things off, I don't like it very much" the PFC thought.
"If you want me to put a tail attached to a buttplug in my ass we can do that, Sidney but please don't try to pull out my real tail."
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The PFC started to shiver as she let Sid's words hit her. Her mouth went agape as Sidney admitted to how the survey had been completed while she was plastered. The curvy feline couldn't process the concept of her human putting no actual thought into her creation. All of the work she had put in, all of the scientists that had worked on making her, that nice lady who put her in the box...all of that effort was just for the drunken decision of a young woman who didn't even want her?
"No, no no no, no no no no no, nonononononononooooooo no no no. She's upset, she's in a bad mood, she just doesn't know what she's saying. In fact, this means she NEEDS me more than ever. the PFC thought, trying to rationalize the situation.
The PFC just nodded as her tail remained rigid and wished a couple of inches. That was it. Something must have happened from a month ago. Sidney must have had something traumatic happen in the last month and made Sidney not want a companion anymore. Surely, that was the truth. She just needed to focus on being the best companion she could be and Sidney would come to love her. She just had to convince Sidney to let her stay the night.
"Well no, Sidney," She nervously giggled, "there's no clause like that" she then spoke under her breath "there were three separate confirmation screens that required your electronic signature."
The PFC tried to smile at Sidney complimenting her looks but the feline's frustrations and growing denial were killing her mood. She followed Sidney's request, taking a load of assorted sundries...including something that smelled of mold off of an armchair and sat down on it, drawing her knees up to her chin and rocking in place. She didn't know what to say so she just looked around the apartment. There was plenty of work to do, that was certain...but it wasn't like she was a clean freak back at the lab. She started thinking of some simple improvements she could make and how it would probably make Sidney happy. One trip to the laundromat...a very big trip, a few packages of cleaning wipes, and a crap ton of garbage bags and this place could be a lot more livable. The young woman then looked at Sidney.
She really wished Sidney would go to sleep. If her human would just let her go to work, she could so a lot of good for her. Sidney would stop spouting mean things at her and get some rest while her PFC could show her how valuable she was. The PFC started to wonder if Sidney had any sleeping pills on her. The catgirl tried to push the thought away but part of her couldn't help but think that if Sidney was asleep it would be a lot easier to show how valuable she could be. Then she could wake her human up to a much cleaner house, a warm breakfast, and a loving smile provided by her PFC. Then Sidney would smile back at her, wonder if she wanted to share the meal with her, and then the two of them would sit there eating, growign closer...and then a stray bit of jam would fall onto the side of their lips or between their breasts and the other would reach out with their tongue to...oooh, the mere thought was making the PFC quiver.
She glanced up at Sindey, watching her human's consternation. She was nervous to speak up but she worried that if she gave the woman more time she would think of a new plan to try and get rid of her or say something mean. She would have to handle her approach carefully. Taking a deep breath, she sat her feet back down on the floor and looked at Sidney. She didn't put any airs on, she let her concern some through with her voice.
"Sidney, it's not like owning a pet. I can take care of myself...and I want to take care of you. You're my companion and I'm yours. I can feed and bathe myself, I know how to get medical care, I can even get some jobs to help pay for things when my credit line gets closed. But the main reason I'm here is to make your life better," she put on a smile, "I'm like Mary Poppins but with bigger breasts and 'a face any guy would love to spooge all over'"
She looked over at Sidney, "You won't have to drink alone anymore, I can take you home from the bar, I'll be there to help clean your apartment, and when we both want to, I can make love to you better than anyone else. Please, just get some sleep and I promise you won't regret it when you wake up in the morning. I'll just go to the store, get some things, and you'll have one of the best days of your life starting from when you wake up."
"No, no no no, no no no no no, nonononononononooooooo no no no. She's upset, she's in a bad mood, she just doesn't know what she's saying. In fact, this means she NEEDS me more than ever. the PFC thought, trying to rationalize the situation.
The PFC just nodded as her tail remained rigid and wished a couple of inches. That was it. Something must have happened from a month ago. Sidney must have had something traumatic happen in the last month and made Sidney not want a companion anymore. Surely, that was the truth. She just needed to focus on being the best companion she could be and Sidney would come to love her. She just had to convince Sidney to let her stay the night.
"Well no, Sidney," She nervously giggled, "there's no clause like that" she then spoke under her breath "there were three separate confirmation screens that required your electronic signature."
The PFC tried to smile at Sidney complimenting her looks but the feline's frustrations and growing denial were killing her mood. She followed Sidney's request, taking a load of assorted sundries...including something that smelled of mold off of an armchair and sat down on it, drawing her knees up to her chin and rocking in place. She didn't know what to say so she just looked around the apartment. There was plenty of work to do, that was certain...but it wasn't like she was a clean freak back at the lab. She started thinking of some simple improvements she could make and how it would probably make Sidney happy. One trip to the laundromat...a very big trip, a few packages of cleaning wipes, and a crap ton of garbage bags and this place could be a lot more livable. The young woman then looked at Sidney.
She really wished Sidney would go to sleep. If her human would just let her go to work, she could so a lot of good for her. Sidney would stop spouting mean things at her and get some rest while her PFC could show her how valuable she was. The PFC started to wonder if Sidney had any sleeping pills on her. The catgirl tried to push the thought away but part of her couldn't help but think that if Sidney was asleep it would be a lot easier to show how valuable she could be. Then she could wake her human up to a much cleaner house, a warm breakfast, and a loving smile provided by her PFC. Then Sidney would smile back at her, wonder if she wanted to share the meal with her, and then the two of them would sit there eating, growign closer...and then a stray bit of jam would fall onto the side of their lips or between their breasts and the other would reach out with their tongue to...oooh, the mere thought was making the PFC quiver.
She glanced up at Sindey, watching her human's consternation. She was nervous to speak up but she worried that if she gave the woman more time she would think of a new plan to try and get rid of her or say something mean. She would have to handle her approach carefully. Taking a deep breath, she sat her feet back down on the floor and looked at Sidney. She didn't put any airs on, she let her concern some through with her voice.
"Sidney, it's not like owning a pet. I can take care of myself...and I want to take care of you. You're my companion and I'm yours. I can feed and bathe myself, I know how to get medical care, I can even get some jobs to help pay for things when my credit line gets closed. But the main reason I'm here is to make your life better," she put on a smile, "I'm like Mary Poppins but with bigger breasts and 'a face any guy would love to spooge all over'"
She looked over at Sidney, "You won't have to drink alone anymore, I can take you home from the bar, I'll be there to help clean your apartment, and when we both want to, I can make love to you better than anyone else. Please, just get some sleep and I promise you won't regret it when you wake up in the morning. I'll just go to the store, get some things, and you'll have one of the best days of your life starting from when you wake up."
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The PFC's eyes widened at Sidney's sudden outburst and for the first time since coming out of the box, she felt worried about her future. Her human actually seemed driven and full of purpose for once. Then she saw Sidney return with a bottle of rum and two glasses and shivered. The feline was wracked with anticipation as the drinks were poured and she watched Sid drain her first drink. She was impressed with Sid's enthusiasm and veteran drinking ability but her true excitement came from Sid's offer.
"Sidney wants to bond with me! She's wanting to share drinks with me and then...ohhh She quivered at the thought of what could follow if she could keep up the pace. The PFC had gotten drunk before: in fact, she remembered waking up after a particularly bad night of drinking her own booze she had made in the bathroom and finding the scientist who created her explaining what it meant to pump someone's stomach and something about organ reconstruction...she had too bad of a headache to really listen.
Still, this drink smelled...interesting. The feline had never had rum before and the look Sidney was shooting her was making her nervous. Still, she didn't want to fail at the first task Sidney gave to her. She held the drink up, as though she was making a toast and then gulped it down in a single prolonged swallow. The PFC smiled at her human, hoping her willingness would please the teal-haired girl.
Then the taste hit her, causing the anthromorphic cat to sneeze as the strong vapor worked its way up her nostril, followed by a series of coughs as the burning hit her throat. The cat girl looked around for some water but then swallowed again, pushing some of the strong taste back down her throat. Still, as she began to have another series of coughs, she began to really examine the taste. It had a bit of a bite to it, some heat, and a touch of sweetness. It definitely was a lot better than anything she made in the toilet. In other words...
"I love it!" The PFC exclaimed, smiling at Sidney. She stood up and worked off her corset. She then tore off her ripped jeans, revealing a pair of bike shorts, "There, let's get comfortable." She giggled, grabbing her glass and heading over to Sidney. She daintily sat down next to her human, letting a warm smile grace her lips, "Thank you Sidney. Here, let me pour this one."
The feline had never had to measure her drinks before so she ended up pouring until the glasses were almost filled to the brim. She carefully picked up her drink and held it up saying, "I'd like to make a toast to Sidney, the most gorgeous teal-haired girl I know, and all the drinks we'll have in the future." She then tossed the drink back, her tongue circling her lips afterwards to catch up the stray drops of liquor. The PFC gave a cheshire grin. This first meeting started rough but it at least taught her that she liked rum.
"Go on Sidney, show me how it's done!" The PFC giggled, her inhibitions already slightly hampered. She pretended to wave pom-poms as her tail flicked behind her back and forth.
"Sidney wants to bond with me! She's wanting to share drinks with me and then...ohhh She quivered at the thought of what could follow if she could keep up the pace. The PFC had gotten drunk before: in fact, she remembered waking up after a particularly bad night of drinking her own booze she had made in the bathroom and finding the scientist who created her explaining what it meant to pump someone's stomach and something about organ reconstruction...she had too bad of a headache to really listen.
Still, this drink smelled...interesting. The feline had never had rum before and the look Sidney was shooting her was making her nervous. Still, she didn't want to fail at the first task Sidney gave to her. She held the drink up, as though she was making a toast and then gulped it down in a single prolonged swallow. The PFC smiled at her human, hoping her willingness would please the teal-haired girl.
Then the taste hit her, causing the anthromorphic cat to sneeze as the strong vapor worked its way up her nostril, followed by a series of coughs as the burning hit her throat. The cat girl looked around for some water but then swallowed again, pushing some of the strong taste back down her throat. Still, as she began to have another series of coughs, she began to really examine the taste. It had a bit of a bite to it, some heat, and a touch of sweetness. It definitely was a lot better than anything she made in the toilet. In other words...
"I love it!" The PFC exclaimed, smiling at Sidney. She stood up and worked off her corset. She then tore off her ripped jeans, revealing a pair of bike shorts, "There, let's get comfortable." She giggled, grabbing her glass and heading over to Sidney. She daintily sat down next to her human, letting a warm smile grace her lips, "Thank you Sidney. Here, let me pour this one."
The feline had never had to measure her drinks before so she ended up pouring until the glasses were almost filled to the brim. She carefully picked up her drink and held it up saying, "I'd like to make a toast to Sidney, the most gorgeous teal-haired girl I know, and all the drinks we'll have in the future." She then tossed the drink back, her tongue circling her lips afterwards to catch up the stray drops of liquor. The PFC gave a cheshire grin. This first meeting started rough but it at least taught her that she liked rum.
"Go on Sidney, show me how it's done!" The PFC giggled, her inhibitions already slightly hampered. She pretended to wave pom-poms as her tail flicked behind her back and forth.
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