A Cat’s Greed.
I have unhealthy obsessions. This is a fault of mines for sure. There isn’t no one to blame but my own selfish nature. If I had to look at my past for what started this, it would have been with my parents…
 
My father was a hardworking man. He worked the regular 9-5 shift, he dressed as professionally as he could, trying to provide for me and my mother. My mother was the complete opposite of my father, a complete deadbeat. What only saved her was her body. I had to admit, back then I was jealous of my mother’s body. She had all the curves in the right places and breasts that would make even the modest of men waiver. A perfect body with a not so perfect personality.
 
Then again, I was about 16 at the time. My body wasn’t as fully developed like my mother’s just yet. If anything, that’s the only thing from that cunt I liked from her.  Eventually I would look like my mother, but that’s about it.
 
We were a mixed family, my mother being a cat, my father a wolf. It was odd, but not too farfetched of a couple. I took after my mother and was a cat. Like her, I had white fur, black hair and golden eyes.
 
Out of the many points of my history I remember this point like the back of my hand.
My father had gotten a bonus at work, as expected. If there was anything I can never fault him for, it was his work method. He decided to take himself, my mother and me on a cruise. I could see the excitement in his eyes. It was a break from that job and a well-deserved one. To be honest this was a bad time to go on the cruise. My first heat rolled through this time. I didn’t bring it up at all to stop him.
 
We had fully packed our things for a week, filled out any paperwork that was required and was on our way. To be honest, I don’t really like cruises, my father knew this ahead of time and pulled me aside.
 
“Val, I know you don’t like cruises, but could you come along for daddy’s sake?” He said in the most innocent way possible. I couldn’t turn that down. I sucked it up and went. On the way my mother was talking to him about things I honestly forgot. She prided herself on her looks, I wish she did so for her brains as well.
 
Once we got there, we checked in, went through all the usual things about safety and procedures before we had free reign. There was a lot of people on this cruise, men, woman, and whatever else in between. We spent some time getting things settled down before we headed for dinner. 
 
Cruise food was arguably the top class for me at the time. Never have my taste buds been so rewarded with good food. Eventually…
“Hey Val, can you take you mother to her room? She has a bad habit of drinking, despite being a lightweight.” I loathed this, but did so at his request. It took a full 15 minutes to help her fat ass get into bed. After that, I headed out into the area where they had a pool, and a jumbo Tron to see the night sky. Since it was the first day of our cruise, not a lot of people were on there. Despite this, there was one person that was there. She was relaxing on a fold out chair, with some kind of weird toy looking thing.
 
She was as big as my mother, but unlike her, she had purple stripes, and a cold body.
 
“Enjoying the night sky?” She asked me, turning to face me.
 
“Yeah. It’s my first cruise.” I answered her, pulling over a chair to relax on, standing was tiresome.
 
“Ah. May I ask of your name? It would be rude of me to not address you by name.”
 
“Valeria Lace. You can just call me Val.” This perked an eyebrow from the woman. At the time I did not know that she was my eventual Master.
 
“Ah. You can just call me Mazl.” She reached out for a handshake and I gave her one, but it felt odd. Her body was cold as ice. I pulled away from her as soon as possible.
 
“Do you need a blanket? You’re cold as hell.”
 
“I’m fine. I don’t mean to pry, but tell me a bit about yourself. You see I came here on my lonesome.” Normally, you shouldn’t talk to strangers, that’s a life lesson on its own, but I felt I could trust Mazl. I told her about myself and my parents. Her reaction was strange to the least.
 
“A hardworking honest father, and a, excuse my language, a fat ass deadbeat of a pussy?”
 
“Yeah.” I said stretching.
 
“I see that you hold your father in high regards.”
 
“I do. He’s a hardworking man. I know that I shouldn’t be airing all my dirty laundry, but I really hate my mother.”
 
“Oh?”
 
“She has a body that would make any man break their relationship, but has an ugly personality.”
It was getting late and the events prior were making me tired.
 
“Ah. I see that you’re getting tired, I recommend going off to bed.” I agreed to that, but that made me wonder about her. “I’d also recommend staying close your father tomorrow.”
I was at first confused by this statement. Stay close to my father? I believe I may have interpreted that statement wrong due to my tiredness.
 
Oh how wrong I was.
 
Tomorrow was hell for me. My first heat started as if it was timed. I was going to be stuck a horny brat on a cruise ship full of guys that could easily smell my need. I was scared. I didn’t want to bring it up with my mother, and when I went back to see if Mazl was still there, she wasn’t.
 
“Val…” My father started, my mother was out on the deck while we were in the cabin.
“Yes dad?” He was in his boxers, I could see the outline of his dick getting more and more profound as my heat filled the room.
 
“You’re experiencing your first heat. This is troublesome.”
 
“I-I don’t know what to do. “ I lied through my teeth. Mazl told me this ahead of time. I hated my mother, and this was an opportune time to do something taboo. I had to go all the way or risk missing an opportunity. “Dad, I know this might be weird to ask, but could you help me? I’m scared to set foot out of the room. What if some random guy comes around and snatches me up?” Personally I should have dialed that back some, but it did its job.
 
“Please don’t tell your mother.” He said, soon leading me into my room and locking the door.
“It’s hard to keep a straight face, your heat is so strong… so much stronger than your mothers…” 
 
My father had his cock fully erect. He had taken off his underwear at this point. He was huge!
This is where my greed started to settle in. I had my father right where I wanted him. I could tell from his reaction that my mom was not letting him fuck her. I was getting drunk on the sudden power I had over my dad.
 
My body was not as well as my mothers, with my tits being mere C cups. I didn’t have the hips, ass or thighs like her either. I took all my clothes off in front of him.
 
My sexual experience only really came from looking at porn. I will admit to being a pervert at times. I figured if I copied from what I saw, that I could please him. My pussy was dripping from my head swimming with my perversions.  My father did something unexpected. He took charge. Looking back at this, the sight of my pussy must have sent him over the edge.
 
“Keep it down. I absolutely do not want your mother finding out about this.” He said to me before adjusting me on the bed. He had his tongue slide up and down my pussy, licking it thoroughly. It felt exciting! He slid his tongue inside making my legs feel weak. The heat was making my lust skyrocket. Everything felt so fucking good!
 
However, he soon stopped to do something I came to love. Anal. For some reason my father was extra giddy when it came to that. He introduced it to me as an alternative so that he would not have the fears of getting me pregnant. I was hesitant as first. I had no experience with that type of stuff.
 
“Now relax Valeria. I’m going to lube you up first.” He told me, putting me face down, ass up. I could feel his tongue around my pucker, teasing the hole ever so slightly. He slid his tongue inside, the weird feeling rendered me quiet. He continued at this for another minute or so before finally backing off slightly. I felt the tip of his cock press against my pucker.
 
He slowly pressed inside, his hot, thick shaft sliding inside my lubricated pucker. I wanted to scream as he took my anal virginity, but I had to bury my face into a nearby face to muffle myself. He patted my head as I kept it down, but we got passed the initial push. 
 
“Good girl.” He said, making me blush. He was praising me. He started to slowly pull out to give me time to adjust to his size. I can feel every inch of that cock move from out of me. He then pushed it back in, wasting no time into fucking me. The heat was making him impatient. My dad was being rough with me, but I let him. Over time it stopped hurting and begun to feel good. I think this was the beginning of my sexual prowess to be honest. I unknowingly started to purr out of feeling good. I’ve become a daddy's girl, but I was fine with it.
 
He was getting close eventually. We were both a mess at this point. I honestly expected him to pull out of me. I don’t think he would knot me, not when my mother could be anywhere. He proved me wrong when he hunched over me and knotted inside. He knew he was locked in, I didn’t know why though.
 
“D-Dad!” I moaned into the pillow as he started to cum inside of my ass. His cum was hot and thick. He was breathing heavily over me as well. 
 
“Val. I haven’t came that hard in weeks. Give me a second to catch myself.” He said holding me in his embrace as he needed to collect himself. It was heartwarming to say the least. “Listen, we went past something we can’t turn around on. Val, you gave me one of the best orgasms in a long while. Your mother isn’t putting out anymore, to be honest.” Once I heard this, I decided to play up on it. A good man, a wicked sex life. That is a dangerous combo that I loved about my dad. It was obvious that this was not going to be the last time we fucked.
 
“It’s alright dad. Like you said, we can’t turn around now. Just got to hope we don’t get caught.” I told him, using my tail to brush against his face. “I kinda enjoyed this with you.” He was not quick to respond after that. He was at a loss of words. He expected me to hate him, but I couldn’t.
 
“I do too…Will you be daddy’s girl?” It was an odd question, in the way he phrased it. He knew I was only going to get older, so he didn’t call me little.
 
“Always.”