Kitty-Kat Pie
By Misterebony
Inspired by and based on Cinnnamon Skunk Swirl by Alex Reynard
For AlexReynard, Who helped me break down Fences.
 
 
When it came right down to it, Joey's life sucked. He was a sissy and he knew it but he didn't care. He was a softie and he knew it but he didn't care.
 
He was a prey lover and he knew it. And everyone cared.
 
He loved prey, like anyojne would their best friends. That was uncalled for even in this day of reformation and pred/prey relationships, because in this little country community he called home that kind of stuff was frowned on. Here the old ideas of BF* were still very much in place, and prey were never reformed. But Joey was on the other side of it. He was a plump little black cat with spots of white here and there, and he always wore cute little shirts and shorts with colorful cartoons of ponies on them. His parents didn't mind that much.
 
What they minded was what happened today at the celebration of his First Prey. See, he had a friend, a cute friend, a girlfriend some might even say, who loved him dearly and he her. They always met in secret, playing games and oplanning the future. Neither set of parents knew, for if they did they would have called an end to it immediately.
 
Especially if they knew other things they did. Where he would let her tie him up and do whatever she wanted to him. Kiss him.... tickle him.... even roast him a little over a fire. But most often, she would snuggle him as if he was her lover. And he loved it.
 
But one day, she didn't come. He looked and waited for her but she never came. That nigjht when he got home was a suprise for his tenth birthday. Their, bound up, still wearing her favorite pink bow, with grey/brown fur and cute button eyes, was the mousegirl, bound and gagged. Kara was the name he knew her by. But to his family her name was Appetizer. And she was his present. To kill.
 
They forced her to bare her neck, and he came close. He could have too. She showed no fear or regret in her eyes, as if she knew he didn't want this. But he had no intention of killing her.
 
He cut her bonds with his claws, and in the confusion ran with her from that party, several of his family giving chase. But when he went into the woods he lost them, for he knew it better than any of them.
 
He waited with her there, hugging Kara like a favorite doll and crying. She cried as wel, sad he was now likely a target but oh so glad to be alive.
 
he knew they wouldn't be safe there, and she would not be safe anywhere there was predators (he thought), so he ran away with her. They found another cute little area and set up a hidden home in a cave. But they had no money, and they were always hungry. Joey had to resort to stealing to get them what they need, and Kara even went so far as to allow a butcher to remove one of her legs to sell for meat, replacing it with a wooden one he gave her as a portion of the pay. Even though the two had each other their life was otherwise miserable, and Joey hated it. Kara deserved better.
 
It was while he walked that he smelled something so good he was overwhelmed by it. He followed his nose to a seemingly empty part of town, save for one shop. A bakery, one that looked like it was just... there. No one else seemed to notice it, but he did, and he came ever closer, eying delicious goodies in the window. Probably too expensive, but maybe they had some free samples he could take to kara. He breathed deeply and opened he door.
 
Inside seemed... unusual. IT looked like a mix of having been there for ages and ages but at the same time being newly opened. The floors and celings had dust and cobwebs, but every table and chair and countertop looked brand new, and the baked goods in them like they were made in the last five minutes! Joey drooled at seeing so much good food, and his belly rumbled. He HAD to bring Kara here! He just had to! QUickly he turned around...
 
"hello?" Someone from inside called. The boy froze, why he did not know but he froze right then and there. He turned around...
 
And immediately fell in love with what he saw.
 
it was a woman. A MOUSE woman, clothed in a greeen dress with a yellow apron tied with a purple sash wearing blue service gloves. Her fur was a lovely brown like his KAra, and her hair a wild red puffball. he chuckled at how she looked, but it was a nervous chuckle as well, because she was verey pretty if dressed a little weird. No a LOT weird.
 
"Having second thoughts Kitty Kitty?" She said. Joey went pale and sweated some as she leaned in close. "Orrrrrr.... were you planning on bringing a friend?"
 
EEP! How did she know? But she laughed and smiled. "Oh relax dear, She will be along. And yes I read your mind. One of my talents." She winked as she spoke, the feline smiling. It was a sweet wink.
 
"Umm.......er.....ummm...." He said, but the mousewoman continued.
 
"Names Belinda Willow, and this is my shop, I work here, I own it, whatever you wanna say. And you would be.... hmmmm..... Mister Fuffy Kitten Cuddles?"
 
Joey eeped! Only Kara called him that! Belinda chuckled. "Did I embarass you kitty? Relax, I only do with customers I like." She smiled. "You seem pretty sweet too!"
 
Joey just realized that he hadn't even said a word, this mousewoman had done ALL the talking. Finally he spoke, not in his normal voice, but in a soft little voice.
 
"hi." Was all he could get out. He was overwhelmed at how everything looked and how she looked, And he could do little but stare. She suddenly fluffed up her boobs, making him cover his face in shame.
 
"Ha! Caughtcha!" Belinda laughed. "it's ok to stare, but don't make it so obviously obvious." Shebeeped his nose. Was this how she treated all her customers? And then...
 
"Considering your my first customer I have to be.... unique."
 
"You... you read my mind again?"
 
Belinda nodded. "It's a talent cutie pie." Se winked again. "So now, we buying something?"
 
Joey suddenly lost his good modd. he forgot, no money. He had hoped maybe to steal something for him and Kara but now....
 
"Ohhhhh, I see, no money." She said, AGAIN reading his mind. "Well that's ok, I can arrange... alternate payment."
 
Joey blinked. "Really? How?"
 
Belinda walked over to him and leaned real close. "By being my snack."
 
Joey blinked and then went wide eyed! Before he said a word she went on.
 
"See, I love little cubs. MNot just to talk to but to gobble up. They tste soo good in my recipes, or even whole!" She playfully licked her lips and rubbed her belly. "And I have eaten a LOT of cubs cutie. I even know the best ways they like it."
 
Joey smiled. He wasn't scared at all by this mousewoman! In fact, he kinda liked the idea. He looked at the baked goods and suddenly imagined him making her into them, being a giant cookie or pie for her to enjoy.
 
"Ummm.... If I agree.... can my friend have some?" He asked. and Belinda was suprised now.
 
"Oh? She a hungry predator?"
 
He giggled. "No, she's a mouse. My best friend." He wanted to tell Belinda the whole story but kept it secret. For now.
 
"Hmmm... Two mice getting a cat, that's a tall order.... but I think I can oblidge cutie pie. I even have a great idea how to make you yummy."
 
The feline nodded, following Belinda to the back of the shop.... only to find himself in the middle of a living room! It looked like his bedroom, organized but you could never tell it, with so much clutter. Yet their seemed a method to the madness that Joey found almost heartwarming. Moreover, he looked out the window and saw the forest, like where he and Kara would meet. It felt... perfect.
 
And he knew why. It had to be true. The rumors had to be true.
 
"You... your a witch aren't you? The one who parents say will eat us and take our souls?"
 
Belinda giggled as she led him into the kitchen, seemingly made for cooking up little kids like him. Everything was oversized and out of place, and it just seemed perfect for a witches home. "Well you got it sooner than I thought, I didn't even shrink you or turn you into stone or anything! Not often I get that! Kinda dull though I don't get to use my power."
 
Joey smiled. "Oh please do! I... um... my firend and I pretend about it all the time, how she is the witch who captures me and stuff."
 
Belinda blushed. "Why I'm flattered dear! And flattery get's you everywhere! How about I use my special power to make you into.....hmmm... AH! I willl make you into pie filling!"
 
Pie Filling? That mean the was going to be a pie! A big beautiful pie like Kara used to bring! He nodded feverishly, excited about the idea of her getting a slice of him as a pie and eating it slowly, dleicately...
 
"Ooooo! Naughty naughty!" Belinda said, pointing at his boybits. He eeped and tried to hide the undiestent, but it was hopeless. She laughed at his attempt, not out of meanness but at how cute it was. "Clearly you want this. Glad I picked the illusion right."
 
"Illusion?" The boy asked as the witch got a pie pan.
 
"Yup. I got a million of them. Pet stores, delis, clothiers, even a video game shop and a Pony doll store. All to lure in a certain kid to come in, where I can have my fun."
 
The boy nodded. "Like bait for a snare?"
 
The witch frowned. "Hardly so painful or mean. No, more like the smell of a pitcher plant, or the song of the Piper." She smiled. "Now he is osmeone I could not get along with, always luring mice and such away with his music. I hate the pipe! Give me a good old rock guitar any day!" She played an air guitar, which Joey went wide eyed as he heard definitive rock and rool as she "played". He was right! She was a witch!
 
"Now then, let's get to making that Kitty Pie shall we?" She said, Joey still chuckling after seeing her music. She got out what looke dlike a big bowl and some brownish powder. "Ok, undo those clothes for me and climb in."
 
The boy blinked. "Will th emixer hurt?" He asked, thinking he woul dbe mixed up. But Belinda only laughed musically (A common theme with her today.)
 
"Come on, seriously?" She said with a paw on her hip, faking agitation. "Give me SOME credit! If I mix you in the mixer peices of you would be all over the place! And I won't use the blender either, that is just gross. And today i don't feel like gross. maybe tomorrow." She put a paw on her chin and hmmmed. "No, not even tomorrow. Fun is better by far than freaky. I leave freaky to other witches."
 
"There are OTHERS?" The boy asked. The mousey witched nodded as the boy undressed, leaving his clothes in a heap on the floor before climbing into the bowl. It was big and metal, and hardly cozy, but he trust Belinda, somehow knowing he could.
 
Belinda sprinkled the power over him in uneaven piles, blowing on it slightly to spread it over him. Gradually the boy heard a slight hissing sound and looked down. Suddenly, he saw his body start to sweat, only it wasn't sweating.. it was dripping off in big drops, making him gasp as he saw his paws began to turn to liquid and drip into the bowl. He wass MELTING!
 
But it wasn't just that. As he looked, he saw some of his body clumped into little round balls. He saw Belinda eye him knowingly and stick one of the balls in his mouth... a blackberry? Of course! He was turning into blackberry pie filling! he wondered if...
 
"Yes, I can also turn Cubs into dough. Why, you thinking if your friend wants maybe turn BOTH of you into a big pie?" She hmmmed. "Well it woul dbe a mouth-wateringly gut busting feast if you did. I may just have to see, or maybe turn you into cake and then spread her over and in you as the icing?"
 
The quickly berrifying kitten burbled some, his lips long ago turned into filling. Belinda tried to help.
 
"Think your answer dear, don't speak. You can't now anyway."
 
[like this?] the boy thought.
 
"Yup! Perfect! Now your turning a bit slower than I hoped so I'll get the oven preheating." She went over to a big gas stove. The boy was certain he saw, at least he thought he could stil see, the oven blink. Maybe it was another spell he wondered.
 
"Not exactly." Belinda said, the boy forgetting she could read his thoughts. "Sometimes a ghost or two possess my cookware. In essense its going to eat you first. then once you bake it wil be my turn." She chuckled as she felt the boy's confusion, but then she pictured the inside of the oven like the mouth, the rack like it's tounge. it became clearer then what she was saying. "Now, your almost done. And before you ask, yes I can bring your adorable little mousefriend here." She smiled and winked yet again, as the boy finished turning into filling. The mouse tasted and shook her head. "Nope, your a little TOO sweet. A little lemon juice will help, and perhaps some whole rasberries." She went to get those, continuing to talk. "Incidently, if you two are all alone around here, I think it's a bad idea from what I saw. If you like, I can take you somewhere a little more... comfy."
 
[Yeah... I kinda would like that. But... could it be another witch please?]
 
Belinda laughed again. "Dear, who else would I take two scrumptous kids to, hmm?" She giggled as she mixed the boy, feeling his confusion as he felt his whole body be mixed up. He felt his eye in his groin and his liver somewhere in his foot, and somewhere in there his tounge was licking his butt. Course it was all just fillling now, just wonderfuly succulent blackberry pie filling.
 
He then felt soooo good as he was poured into the pie crust, the dough better than any bed: warm, soft, and thick, with the smell of homemade butter and fresh flour in it. The former feline was happy to be pie, happy to be just food. He couldn't wait for Kara and Belinda to tuck in!
 
This was his delighted thought as he went in that oven, searing he heardf the sounds of moaning in delight...
 
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Kara had followed the smell of a fresh baked pie a long way. considering the wooden leg she had to walk on it was hard going, but it was worth it. After all, it was one of her favorite treats from her...
 
No, she had no mom. Or dad. She was a nobody now, a nothing, save for a friend to Joey. She was his and he hers, and that was all that mattered. Even for the spunky ten year old mouse girl it was all she cared about. Still, she wished the people in town didn't eye her with such scorn. She had to have that brand put on her rump that she was rejected meat, and as such she had to walk around naked, the brand meant to hurt if she even wore undies. The brand on her left buttcheek simply said "Rejected" on it. And her own dad put it on her.
 
And to think she thought they loved her! They sure seemed like they did for so long, doating on her and giving her lots of sweets and goodies. But now she knew why. Prey in this town lived to be mutilated. To be fat but fearful, to live in fear of their "predator superiors" that made her sick, especially knowing Joey. He'll, if she could she would eat a pred herself just to spite her family now! No, that wasn't fair. They did love her, but the world she lived in had poisoned their mind. They had become okay with the idea that they were breeders for lots of cute little edible food cubs who could be killed without any notice. Something like that was everywhere here.
 
She had to leave this place forever, not just to another section away from it all but leave to somewhere where there is no First Prey or Rejection brand. Where pred and prey are equals and friends, or even more. Hell she;'d love it if she found somewhere like the fairy tales she and Joey shared, where kids were kept in big soft, squishy pens to snuggle and play, and a big hungry monster eats them, and they return good as new as a new treat to fatten and eat.
 
Worse part of it all was she liked the idea of being Joey's food, just wishing that she could do it and then come back after to rub his mousefilled belly. Maybe afterwards he'd let her eat him. They would be plump and happy in a big monster pen, eating each other silly and cuddling afterwards.
 
As she left this thought she realized she was in front of a big bakery, far from her home. She really was in her thoughts and that delicious scent to have walked all the way here without noticing! She took a deep breath and walked in, smiling as she saw a big pretty but oddly dressed mouse there. She was just setting out the biggest pie Kara had ever laid eyes on, and it smelled so good! Her belly growled and her mouth watered on seeing it.
 
"Welcome to Belinda's!" The woman said, giggling as she revealed the sign, and Kara stopped in her tracks. The sign by the just put out pie was this:
 
"Joeyberry Pie, Free for Kara Squeeks"
 
Belinda giggled as she saw the mousecub wide eyed in both confusion and hunger. Deciding not to waste time, she got the pie back out and set it on a table. "Yes, it's really him, and yes it's for you. No I am not a killer I am a witch, and yes, he will reform after we eat him up. Now, did I miss anything?"
 
Kara blinked and nodded. "Yeah.... Am I next?"
 
Belinda laughed as the mousekid smiled and sat, the mouse witch ruffling her headfur. "Sure. but I think in your case I won't turn you into an ingredient, I may cook you as is."
 
Kara nodded. "Then what?" She said as Belinda cut her a slice of the mouth wateringly tempting Kitty Pie.
 
"Then? Why then we find you and your sweet friend a new home, somewhere where you can be loved and cuddled and eaten silly!" She smiled. "And I know just the place too. But for now, rub a dub dub, thanks for the grub!" She took her peice and took a big bite, moaning in delight. "Ahhhhh.... perfect. But I can taste his eagerness to feed you dear."
 
Kara nodded and took a little bite, not even scared or suprised. Somehow she knew when she walked in this would be the start of a big adventure, but one she would love forever. She moaned and took another, bigger bite. Then she started stuffing it in by the handful.
 
The pie was simply delicious.
 
"See? He want'ed to make you roly poly!" She said. The two mice laughed, and talked, and laughed some more, and for the first time in forever Kara felt like she was in a family again. And when Joey reformed a little later, she was only to happy to be his mouse sandwich with peanut butter and bananas, his absolute favorite. Just like in their stories and fantasies, and just like he knew she would again. And they knew it was only beginning.
 
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A while later, the witch took the two into the deep woods to a familar community, still well hidden from the rest of the world for all time, and still full of life. She smiled as she approached a rather cute looking wolf woman, who was smiling as the mousewitch approached. The wolf was flanked on both sides by a couple of mouseboys who wandered over to see the new arrivals. Their first thought was how cute the mousegirl looked, even with her peg leg. The second thought was how cute the cat looked.
 
"Here we are Elene!" Belindas said, the wolf smiling in a motherly way at the two little newcomers, eager to start a new happy life. "Two adorable little kids! Be careful, they got it on for each other!"
 
The two blushed like mad at that, but Elene simply chuckled. "Oh that's just fine. Been a long time since I had Cub Cuddle Stew, might be a nice change of pace. And I bet Melissa and I can work up a few recipes for a fourcub treat!" Now it was the mouseboy brothers' turn to blush, as they recalled the last time mother Melissa did inded have that, so very long ago. "And I can't wait to let them know about the incredibly rapidly slowed aging that comes with being food here."
 
Joey was wide eyed. "You mean we won't grow up?!"
 
Belinda ruffled his hair. "Course not silly! We are witches remember! Things like that are easy for us! And just you wait, that is just the first part of our amazing abilities!
 
Joey laughed and, with Kara, went to meet his new family. They both knew the happy times were about to start, better than any they ever had before.
 
They had no idea how much of an understatement that would be as the time would pass.
 
 
 
THE END