Thank you to  Nalzindar For taking the time to create this great picture for my short story!

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A New Pet

Gracie was a cat-girl who lived happily with her parents. Of course, being 18, she still had responsibilities and things to do. Today her mother asked her to go through the woods to the farmer’s house and fetch some milk and a chicken. Gracie groaned, finding she’d rather laze about in bed all day, but then her mother encouraged her by saying, “You can stay there for a while and talk to that boy you like!”

That was all the encouragement she needed. She got out of bed and put on her clothes, then made her way toward the humans’ home to trade, and more importantly, try to score.

She was half way to her destination when something emerged from the forest. It was so big it was hard not to notice, and she found a giantess had parted the trees and was looking down upon her. “Wow, you’re cute!” The giantess declared, and reached out to grab her.

Gracie jumped out of the way of the grasping fingers, getting the giantess to order, “Don’t move! I don’t want to hurt you.” The neko was going to disobey the demand as the giantess reached for her again, but she wound up tripping when she attempted to dodge, and before she could get back to her feet, fingers pinched around her torso.

The cat-girl screamed as she was lifted a hundred feet in the air, and as she struggled to free herself, she worried the fall at this point might break or even kill her. She looked at the giant woman’s luscious pink lips, and she decided falling to her death was a better fate than being digested alive.

As she tried and failed to pry the large fingers apart, the giantess got to work delicately plucking and ripping her clothes off. Gracie protested and tried to conceal herself, but the giantess just told her, “You’re not going to be needing these pointless rags any longer.” The giantess had fur clothes of her own, so clearly she didn’t consider clothing to be that useless. But Gracie also knew well how much more flavorful prey was when it was unwrapped, so she begged, “Please don’t eat me!”

“I’m not going to eat my new pet.” The giantess answered with a smile. With that said, the giantess carried the yokai into the forest, heeding none of her protests.

After walking for miles, the giantess arrived in her home, made of trees bent to form a hut. She placed the neko in the branches of a tree, and Gracie pleaded, “Please let me go; I want to go home.”

In spite of the fear of the cat-girl, the giantess still kept up a friendly demeanor as she informed, “You are home. This is where you’ll spend the rest of your life.”

This news didn’t sit well with Gracie who shivered as she asked, “What are you going to do to me?”

“I’m going to pet you and play with you and feed you… Oh that’s right, I need to get my pets some food.” The giantess hurriedly left her home, leaving her new pet stuck in the tree. Alone, she figured this might be her best chance to escape from her captor, but she wasn’t so pleased with her current location. She wasn’t getting down without help, but the giantess had said ‘pets’, meaning there had to be more people kidnapped by this woman who could help her.

As she looked around, she realized something else had spotted her. A dragon landed in the branches just above her, and it licked its lips as it glared down at her. Before she could even think to move, the dragon pounced, holding her in its talons so she couldn’t escape. She screamed for help, but no help came as the dragon opened its mouth over her head, letting drool fall onto her face seconds before a tongue splatted against it.

She screamed as she entered the mouth and then throat of the dragon. The tight passage contorted and hugged her body like a tight sleeve, only granting her enough space to slide in deeper, and she could feel its tongue scrubbing and caressing every inch of her that entered its slimy maw. She kicked her legs uselessly as she sank into the predator’s body; her only hope that the giantess would return in time to save her.

The giantess did return, and was shocked to see where she’d left her pet cat, her pet dragon was now standing with the end of a tail twitching out of the edge of its mouth, and a pair of feet wiggling just past its snout. With another bite and a swallow, the Gracie was nothing but a bulge travelling down the dragon’s long neck.

“What have you done!?” The giantess complained. The dragon saw no problems with its actions. It jumped from the tree, and glided down to land in her arms, trilling with joy for the treat she’d brought it. She sighed, unable to stay mad at her pet, especially when it thought she’d done something nice for it. True, by the way its rounded belly wiggled, it was clear the cat-girl was still alive and possibly savable, but she didn’t want to hurt her dragon in an attempt to save her.

She’d have to be more careful next time and make sure her dragon knew the difference between a pet and a meal.

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