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*THERE IS A STORY BELOW THE DESCRIPTION, A SEQUEL TO THIS ONE Curiosity entranced the catsNefer had to run. He had woken up in an unfamiliar environment, with people he had never met, within an aura that was completely unknown to him trying to wrap around his and he was scared. He wasn't in Egypt anymore, could barely recall how he got there save for two colors, black and blue, which made no sense to him. His godly powers, ill-defined due to his lack of domains, practice and his relative youth as a divinity, allowed him to step outside such boundaries as where he was confined, which was within an oil lamp of gold sporting a spiral on its side. It was bizarre, unwelcome and his instincts told him to flee, to escape from this as fast as possible. His feline traits taking over, his hair stood up, his long pony tail looking slightly spiked while his tail was as straight as it could be while he ran on all four. He had never strayed away from the Nile, from cities that he knew and this was too much to take in as he leaped and ran from one dimension to the next. His lack of familiarity, the bombarding images of new territories and sprawling urban metropolis only managed to heighten his own terror as he knew not where he was going, this being the first time in a sprawling omniverse carrying multiverses, dimensions and other planes of existence. A place with a golem whose head was an oil lamp...moving on a stage where two bunny girls were performing a strange act...a port town wherein a belly dancer fought a pirate lady...Nothing reassured him as he continued, finding new vistas yet not taking the time to explore them, to perhaps calm down and take in the sights. He just wanted to be home again, yet he knew not where it was located for he was accustomed only in cardinal directions, in 3D planes as opposed to the multiple senses that were technically his, yet that had never been used prior to this moment. All along, he thought of the black and blue, of what it might mean, why it felt save and comforting to ponder upon those colors. They were his in a way, but it was also associated with something...or someone else. Eventually, he tired down, his surprising amount of stamina not being infinite as he found himself within a tomb, with sand, rocks and something which made Nefer feel more at ease. It was slightly dark, the light of torches barely illuminating the area, yet he could see quite well in the dark despite it all as he leaned against a nearby wall, sitting down slowly on the floor so as to calm down and rest a little. “What was that?” he said aloud, trying to make sense of his predicament as while where he found himself was somewhat similar to his home, an inherent part of him knew that it wasn't the case. He was somewhere else...somewhen else too. Had he traveled through time, space and dimensions? The thought occurred to him, yet it made little to no sense as he wasn't equipped mentally and lacked quite a lot of experience in simplifying things which he had never seen before. As he breathed in and out, the terror eventually subsided to make way for curiosity, this sentiment being ignited not just by his surroundings, but also by the sound of two voices being heard from afar. A young man and a woman by the sounds of it as Nefer's ears perked up. He was wary, yet his impulse to find out what this all was was stronger than his common sense as he stood up and explored, trying to make sense of this place. Was it a crypt? A dungeon? A mausoleum? Some underground storage? Questions popped up as his more inquisitive nature dictated that answers must be found...Or else he might just wander in even stranger and more hostile worlds by pure accidents. “Yes...patterns...good kitty...amazing~” He could distinguish a few words, the woman sounding pleasant and calm as Nefer approached in the stealthiest way possible, his agility and pace allowing for silent steps and careful examinations of his surroundings. “It's so easy to listen...To watch...As you relax and find your place~” It was easier to follow this as some purrs, subtle yet present, seemed to follow as Nefer got even closer and caught a peek at just what was going on, trying to make it so he wouldn't be found out just yet...Not if he could help it. There were two feline people, a tall and mature woman along with a younger, more androgynous looking cat boy, not unlike him in a way, with him being on his knees in front of the standing woman. The one on his knees was colorful, sporting black hair with red highlights as his ears showcased a similar approach, their curved locks being short. They wore a tank top, small and pink in their colors as it put their midriff on display as well as their lean body, a skirt and long tight socks accompanying boots below. They seemed to be looking in awe at the woman who was softly dancing, swinging hips in such a slow manner as to be tortuous teasing, yet Nefer could definitely see why one would be staring at her for she was rather magnificent. White locks of hair accompanied her feline ears, her curves were on display as she wore an exquisite outfit of aquamarine and teal, light shades of green found everywhere, a long open skirt and a tight top which was attached around her neck, accompanying a choker with a little bell attached. Her fair skin was on display, with her shoulders, her cleavage, her midriff and quite a good amount of her legs could be admired and it was easy to do so. Nefer watched those two, peeping upon a scene in which he was an intruder, yet his curiosity got the better of him as instead of interfering he merely watched in silence. “Yes, it can be so hard to change your life, to become better...But thankfully I am here to help you out with that as you can see...” the mature-looking woman said, rolling her stomach in a way that even Nefer, who was quite adept at doing such motions, couldn't deny its appeal. The feline young man on his knees definitely agreed as his eyes were glued to her, a position easy enough to comprehend, as he seemed on the verge of such bliss, of such unquestioned happiness that it felt as if he'd be melting away at any time should she tell him to. “Young Kyrie...Allow your goddess Psitche to enhance your spirit, your mind...and let devotion swallow your heart, your fascination toward me so complete that you feel it rising within you, enveloping all that you are and everything that you'll ever be...And let me work my magic~” Her tail swished around and as it came in contact with his skin and clothes, something changed within the one named Kyrie. His pink tank top turned into a black tube top sporting a heart symbol, a golden lining and small coins adorning it. His socks and boots vanished much like his skirt did, replaced by tight satin undergarment of red, black and gold. Jewelry and accessories sporting gold and rubies manifested themselves as right away the similarity between Kyrie and Nefer began to get much tighter beside their color scheme. The young feline seemed elated, ecstatic about this as he purred while a choker with a bell was attached to his neck, a final touch which made it so Nefer was slightly captivated as well, leaning forward without truly meaning to. “Aaaaahhh...But it seems were have a visitor, someone of worth and power in here,” Psitche said, turning around to look directly at Nefer as her glasses couldn't detract from the power in those emerald eyes, in that gaze which seemed to be mysterious, yet powerful all the same. There was potency just in her presence alone, some side of Never acknowledging this as he observed, but having her attention enhanced and magnified that to a degree where he could certainly sense something divine with her. “If you want to sneak up as a god, it might be better to try and control your presence and energy, young godling.” She playfully chastised him as she beckoned him with a finger and while he felt reluctant, not entirely at ease, another part of Nefer nevertheless got closer as there was something inherently seductive and convincing about her. Psitche, a strange name and yet as he slowly approached her he noticed quite a few little details about the scene that he couldn't observe from afar. There were spiral patterns everywhere on her clothes, not just printed out but in the way it was made too, an amplification of curvatures and round shapes which agreed with her own beautiful body too, making it easy to check her out and find something nice to latch his gaze onto. Something that Nefer didn't quite realize, though was the fact that this other cat boy, this Kyrie, had those spirals in his crimson eyes, accompanying his silly smile and his purrs, Nefer's whole attention being stolen by Psitche as her finger seemed to almost become enticing on its own until it stopped waving toward him. Now about two meters away from one another, the taller goddess looked down at Nefer with an enigmatic smile, observing and analyzing this intruder upon whatever she was doing. “I sense that you are lost...removed from your home and that you need some help. Is that the case?” Psitche said, the precision of her guess somewhat chilling for Nefer and yet her calm tone, her appeal and the many spirals just made it so Nefer relaxed further and further in her proximity. She smelled nice too as he involuntarily started to purr as well, the comfort of her presence, of someone seemingly friendly talking to him made him drop his guard somewhat. “If you do, you're welcome to stay here for a while. I am quite fond of young men like you, so desirous to be helped, so in need of my assistance...And you're looking for a friend, for an ally, yes? I can sense hesitation and fear, but there is nothing to be afraid of...Not while I'm here~” She spoke with confidence, with a friendliness that was disarming as Nefer took a step forward as he lost track of the situation somewhat. The warning signs were there, written in arcane and in more obvious manners, yet he was lost in more ways than just physically as his anchors upon reality were loose, making it so the sight of a beautiful feline woman with such a kind voice and a gentle approach never made him realize what she was doing or how direct she was being despite her subtleties. Being himself a practitioner of hypnosis, Nefer knew the power of suggestion and seduction, of controlling a narrative to better direct it going forward through perceptions and thoughts, yet his own comprehension of some of the basics and intermediate techniques of both magical and natural means gave way to a confidence that lead to arrogance. He was a god, magical and powerful, thus hypnosis couldn't affect him anyway...and yet the black and blue flared within despite the aquamarine and teal trying to worm their way in. “I see your outfit, your beauty and I think you might just be a dancing god...just like I'm a goddess of such performance and form...Would you like to see, godling?” Psitche said, implanting the thought and desire within her target's mind until she acted upon them, striking while the iron was hot as she could see that this young god was attracted to her, his body language certainly telling such a story almost openly. She began to roll her hips, going for waves with figure eights in horizontal and vertical manners, going at a very slow pace as she moved her arms back to emphasize on her waist, midriff and hips for the time being. “We might be trading techniques and routines...but for now just watch me and admire my fluid motions and my beauty all that you want~” The way she moved seemed to concord with the theme she had chosen, that of spirals as she spun around and around, creating patterns which were very easy to follow as Nefer began to breathe slowly, purring in a faint whisper-like fashion as this soothing and hypnotic dance caused for his worries to dissipate bit by bit. His own mind, acting upon her words, trailed off toward ideas that she was a friend, that everything would be okay and that she'd help. Even though her dance wasn't quite necessary, that he had questions and perhaps things to demand, he didn't want to interrupt for he was increasingly smitten with Psitche, something she took advantage of quite well. The spirals on her ensemble began to spin, catching his gaze near-instantaneously as those were as easy to follow as her own performance, everything turning into a melting pot of mesmerizing quality. “Yes...Let me help you relax...Let me remove all your worries one by one...Look at me and know bliss...Listen to my words and understand how much I'm helping you, basking you in my magnificence so that you'll feel much, much better~” Psitche said, sowing the seeds of subservience and submission as the sight of this one was unexpected, catching a genuine harem boy while she was forming one as Kyrie purred and moved between her legs on all four, leaning toward them as he caressed her with his whole near-naked body. She could feel the trance he was caught in just as she could sense the start of one in this stranger's mind, one who was a very, very good catch indeed if she could reel him in. “Tell me, godling...What is your name?” “N-Nefer...” he replied, the answer coming instantly as he saw no need to protect his identity. Her dance, just like her words, were slow and even as her cat tail began to touch and tease his chin, making him look higher as he finally realized that her eyes were just like her clothing: filled with spirals. He latched onto them, finding a contentment and peace that were sorely lacking a few minutes ago as indeed all doubts, stress and fears simply vanished, leaving only the certainty that he liked her and that her dance was simply sumptuous, a feast for the eyes. “A pretty name for a pretty boy~” Psitche said, playful as her tail began to caress one of his cheek while Kyrie began to move and settle down right next to Nefer, hoping to catch a glimpse of that hypnotic dance once more. Nefer, however, had forgotten this other feline as Psitche grew in importance and in sheer allure, her motions slowly shifting as she moved her arms above her heads, letting them rest on her cranium as she went for undulations of her abdomen, for belly rolls with an agonizingly slow pace applied to them. “And you must think I'm pretty too, don't you? Certainly you've never seen someone so beautiful in your entire life? Someone so downright pleasant so as to be hypnotic~” “Y-yes...” Nefer replied again, the possibility of staying silent just not available to him. He felt that refusing her anything, not complying would be impolite, that it would be cheap. There was a sense that if he didn't behave...she'd stop dancing. He did not want that as his own eyes began to reflect spirals, her own words and suggestions gaining in power as she had essentially taken control over the narrative, putting him deeply under her sexy spell. “Such an earnest boy...It feels amazing to watch me dance, no? You just can't help but focus solely on all that is me, on my sensuality, on my voice...Nothing else matters but me right now, wouldn't you agree?” Psitche continued, not relenting as she had expected more of a challenge from another divinity, but this one lacked so many things like training, his aura in shambles and his own power misused, not channeled properly. It was a gift from the cosmos, perhaps for the both of them as she'd shape him up into a powerful servant and he'd gain a wonderful mistress, one to guide him to a path of unparalleled bliss. Her rolls began to change slightly, with a few languid and slow ones being followed by a couple of very fast one, as if she was pulling him in. Waves of sexy flesh claimed his own sense of priorities as the spirals in his eyes grew just like his smile did, making him fall on his knees gently as her tail guided him with light strokes around his thighs and knees. “Just think of nothing else, let me take charge and I'll make sure you'll spend a memorable and unforgettable moment with your goddess~” Little additions, words that were easy to miss were placed carefully in her suggestions as Nefer couldn't help but feel overwhelmed in his seduction, in her charming presence as right now he wasn't in a tomb or whatever this was, but instead in a sea of shades of green, of circles and spirals which spun endlessly while she was the epicenter of all that. She was the only thing that mattered right now, a torch in the darkness, a light to protect and guide him as he purred almost openly, his own reactions joining that of Kyrie who was by his side. The two cats were entranced, under the power of a superb and yet mischievous goddess who smirked while looking at those two, content about her gains. “Good...I can feel your empty mind...One filled with nothing but the most important thing of all...Me~” Psitche said as her tail moved and rubbed itself softly on Nefer's neck, creating a golden collar for him, one adorned by a bell. The precious metal fitted with his status as a special slave, one who would need an extra dose of training or two so that he'd better serve her as she purred, this feline form suiting her fancy and nature, yet as she was ready to continue, she felt another presence arrive, a much more powerful one than that of Nefer. Hisssssssssss... Turning her gaze toward the source of that sound, she witnessed the arrival of a serpent, a god in the shape of a cobra, or a cobra in the shape of a god. Black and blue were his scales, his length seemingly infinite as if he could obstruct the sun and the stars if he so wished. His aura was more determined, centralized and as he glanced at what was happening, his eyes narrowed down as he looked at Nefer and then at Psitche with a touch of anger. Hisssssssssss... The message was clear: this one is not yours. There was indeed a faint trace of Nefer's scent and aura around this Cobra God and Psitche weighted down her options right now. Her young godling slave was an absolutely great acquisition of hers, one that could improve her game and the possibilities of her mischief and tricks reaching the next level. If she could, she'd keep him for herself, perhaps even order him to attack that meddlesome intruder and they'd wreck him together, but as she pondered upon this option, something had already happened as Nefer had crawled back to this other divinity. To Nefer, who was still very much in a trance, the green, aquamarine and teal spirals began to get swallowed down by two colors: black and blue. It cleared everything and there was a sense of belonging, of safety to those as he went toward them without any question. He hugged the tail, purring as if he had been saved, though from what his conscious mind did not know. The black and blue were back and it was all that mattered. Then, a silence occupied the area, creating tension as Psitche and the Cobra God exchanged glances at one another, ready to react to whatever insanity the other would attempt. However, none of this came to be as the snake divinity merely touched the collar and made it dissipate as he gently coiled around Nefer, taking him back in a multiversal trip as this left both Kyrie and Psitche alone again. A little disappointed and furious that her prey had been taken from her, Psitche sighed as she knew that pursuing would not be a good idea, for she knew not if that Cobra God had any allies or unknown powers that she wouldn't be able to compete against. Gazing toward where this interloper had appeared, she was snapped out of this funk by Kyrie who got closer, meowing as he licked his paw and performed like a much more primitive and careless kitten. She might have lost a great opportunity right there, but at least she wouldn't come back empty-handed as she petted her newest servant and toy, guiding deeper into this dungeon she had lured him to. She'd simply make do and enjoy herself with this cute one which she had snatched from another side of a screen, making him think she was some video game character. As for Nefer... There would always be a next time....*

In the hypno-challenge that Hexamaniac participated in, she used two of my characters. The first one was Rosh the incubus (you can find it here and read the story too

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) and the second was another character she designed for me: Nefer the lord of kittens. Given that she had paid Sue Chan to draw him in a super pretty picture , seeing this version of Nefer so thoroughly handled and entranced gave me an idea for a quick follow-up to the latest story I wrote featuring him.

Enjoy this short little tale, another key part of Nefer's journey.

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THE KITTEN AND THE COLORS

Nefer was in the dreamscape.

Very few could remember their own dreams, their subconscious speaking through them while using memories, perceptions, fantasies and a myriad of other imprints from the mind. Mortals could live up through multiple scenarios, living adventures, despair, drama and surrealism that would make any writer or artist feel jealous of. Divinities, however, could also pass through those yet theirs was different in terms of scales, their own experiences and control over certain forces making it so they could recall things vividly. Omens, divination, a simple call-back to past deeds and speech were some of the many uses dream had for such beings, these kind of talents oft granted to their believers to help them out...Or to curse them.

Nefer, being someone of high lineage in terms of godhood, was no exception in terms of capabilities, yet his understanding was a different matter. No less intelligent than any other being, his own lack of experience and teaching, abandoned by his two parents as he was very young, made it so he knew next to nothing about his potential save for what his own misdeeds and mischief made him learn. One would learn very different lessons from observing mortals than from analyzing and listening to gods and goddesses, after all, thus why he was so limited despite his own actual power. As such, dreams were odd to him, making it so he didn't sleep all that much. It was not always required of him, though he did enjoy short naps all the same due to his feline nature. A creature of contradiction, he nevertheless could be found within the realms of slumber, his own psyche telling him through indirect and subtle means about things that occurred, that would happen or that might just come to pass.

For now, though, this was spoken through colors, with black and blue being the primary ones.

There was a soothing and secure energy to those, a sentiment of belonging which made him feel happy and safe. He was there and yet not at all, though his own body and presence could be felt. Nefer knew of dreams, though not of their significance and their power, especially not about his. However, in his own predicament, he couldn't even distinguish much because the colors swallowed all. They spoke in a language, faint hisses which undulated in the air, along the void which he fell in. He floated, dropped and rose and yet everything was static and stoic save for the black and blue. They twirled together, spun around, undulated as it formed tubes which slithered around, covering an endless amount of space within the horizon and the near surroundings. The black and blue moved around him, cocooned him slightly like a soft and slick blanket as he felt his clothes and skin begin to absorb them much like his mind did. He could feel them in his eyes, in his brain and it was not threatening nor dangerous, but rather comforting.

But then something else came from the horizon, a new sensation as aquamarine, teal and multiple shades of green made their way in.

As opposed to the black and blue, those colors stayed in one spot and yet grew. They pulsated, luminous as some light strobes made it so they chased away Nefer's ability to see the black and blue. Like a big sphere, a miniature sun basking him in its light, the shades of green and its variants spun around and around, making him feel a dizziness that was bizarre at first, yet which grew into enjoyment as if drunk on the finest of wine. There was a taste on his tongue, a scent in his nostril which only made things feel greener, the teal and aquamarine simply enveloping all until he just didn't notice the black and blue any longer.

It was fresh in his mind, those new colors bringing out a certain form of arousal within as silhouettes began to form in the spiral, claiming it for themselves while he still saw nothing but those colors. It filled his body and his mind too, like water in a jug and yet it seemed to continue even after he felt full. The sphere took the shape of a tall person, one dancing and soon it divided itself into multiple small spirals which spun on their own, but also rotated around an axis. It was a person-galaxy, stars and spirals shimmering in the endless green, aquamarine and teal as Nefer basked beneath, sensing he was on his knees as soon he felt something tighten around his neck. It was a collar, one that felt scary at first, yet soon a line connected from the spirals to what he now wore around his neck and it seemed like it belonged here. This was right somehow, as if it were a leash and the green, aquamarine and teal were keeping him in his right place. Taking charge, making sure he'd be close and that made him feel...good.

He couldn't deny that this made him feel aroused, the contradiction between his desire for freedom and to belong exploited by those colors that purred. There were three sets, one which was happy, one which was seductive...and his own. They all merged, spiraling together much like those colors did as his breathing grew heavier, slower, his temperature rising. Those might be cold colors, but they left him anything but that. His own actual purrs, unwitting reaction on his part, joined him to create at first a cacophony of sounds which soon turned into harmony. It was charming, all-encompassing and soon Nefer wished to be guided toward the center of all those swirls and spirals, basking in this sea of green.

However, the black and blue hadn't said their last words or given out their final vibes as soon the colors clashed. It was subtle at first, one trying to outshine or cover the other, but then it felt like waves crashing onto one another as security, familiarity and relaxation confronted seduction, ownership and submission. Everything was in turmoil within Nefer's mind, his own eyes and mind awash with all of this until he knew not what to feel, where to go, what to do and thus it all came crashing down into the void, leaving him breathless. He felt like he needed to make a choice here, with either party represented wanting different things for him...

Yet what did he actually want?

He woke up, the images remaining and making lasting impressions, yet the most potent and important one was that question...

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*THERE IS A STORY BELOW THE DESCRIPTION, A SEQUEL TO THIS ONE Curiosity entranced the catsNefer had to run. He had woken up in an unfamiliar environment, with people he had never met, within an aura that was completely unknown to him trying to wrap around his and he was scared. He wasn't in Egypt anymore, could barely recall how he got there save for two colors, black and blue, which made no sense to him. His godly powers, ill-defined due to his lack of domains, practice and his relative youth as a divinity, allowed him to step outside such boundaries as where he was confined, which was within an oil lamp of gold sporting a spiral on its side. It was bizarre, unwelcome and his instincts told him to flee, to escape from this as fast as possible. His feline traits taking over, his hair stood up, his long pony tail looking slightly spiked while his tail was as straight as it could be while he ran on all four. He had never strayed away from the Nile, from cities that he knew and this was too much to take in as he leaped and ran from one dimension to the next. His lack of familiarity, the bombarding images of new territories and sprawling urban metropolis only managed to heighten his own terror as he knew not where he was going, this being the first time in a sprawling omniverse carrying multiverses, dimensions and other planes of existence. A place with a golem whose head was an oil lamp...moving on a stage where two bunny girls were performing a strange act...a port town wherein a belly dancer fought a pirate lady...Nothing reassured him as he continued, finding new vistas yet not taking the time to explore them, to perhaps calm down and take in the sights. He just wanted to be home again, yet he knew not where it was located for he was accustomed only in cardinal directions, in 3D planes as opposed to the multiple senses that were technically his, yet that had never been used prior to this moment. All along, he thought of the black and blue, of what it might mean, why it felt save and comforting to ponder upon those colors. They were his in a way, but it was also associated with something...or someone else. Eventually, he tired down, his surprising amount of stamina not being infinite as he found himself within a tomb, with sand, rocks and something which made Nefer feel more at ease. It was slightly dark, the light of torches barely illuminating the area, yet he could see quite well in the dark despite it all as he leaned against a nearby wall, sitting down slowly on the floor so as to calm down and rest a little. “What was that?” he said aloud, trying to make sense of his predicament as while where he found himself was somewhat similar to his home, an inherent part of him knew that it wasn't the case. He was somewhere else...somewhen else too. Had he traveled through time, space and dimensions? The thought occurred to him, yet it made little to no sense as he wasn't equipped mentally and lacked quite a lot of experience in simplifying things which he had never seen before. As he breathed in and out, the terror eventually subsided to make way for curiosity, this sentiment being ignited not just by his surroundings, but also by the sound of two voices being heard from afar. A young man and a woman by the sounds of it as Nefer's ears perked up. He was wary, yet his impulse to find out what this all was was stronger than his common sense as he stood up and explored, trying to make sense of this place. Was it a crypt? A dungeon? A mausoleum? Some underground storage? Questions popped up as his more inquisitive nature dictated that answers must be found...Or else he might just wander in even stranger and more hostile worlds by pure accidents. “Yes...patterns...good kitty...amazing~” He could distinguish a few words, the woman sounding pleasant and calm as Nefer approached in the stealthiest way possible, his agility and pace allowing for silent steps and careful examinations of his surroundings. “It's so easy to listen...To watch...As you relax and find your place~” It was easier to follow this as some purrs, subtle yet present, seemed to follow as Nefer got even closer and caught a peek at just what was going on, trying to make it so he wouldn't be found out just yet...Not if he could help it. There were two feline people, a tall and mature woman along with a younger, more androgynous looking cat boy, not unlike him in a way, with him being on his knees in front of the standing woman. The one on his knees was colorful, sporting black hair with red highlights as his ears showcased a similar approach, their curved locks being short. They wore a tank top, small and pink in their colors as it put their midriff on display as well as their lean body, a skirt and long tight socks accompanying boots below. They seemed to be looking in awe at the woman who was softly dancing, swinging hips in such a slow manner as to be tortuous teasing, yet Nefer could definitely see why one would be staring at her for she was rather magnificent. White locks of hair accompanied her feline ears, her curves were on display as she wore an exquisite outfit of aquamarine and teal, light shades of green found everywhere, a long open skirt and a tight top which was attached around her neck, accompanying a choker with a little bell attached. Her fair skin was on display, with her shoulders, her cleavage, her midriff and quite a good amount of her legs could be admired and it was easy to do so. Nefer watched those two, peeping upon a scene in which he was an intruder, yet his curiosity got the better of him as instead of interfering he merely watched in silence. “Yes, it can be so hard to change your life, to become better...But thankfully I am here to help you out with that as you can see...” the mature-looking woman said, rolling her stomach in a way that even Nefer, who was quite adept at doing such motions, couldn't deny its appeal. The feline young man on his knees definitely agreed as his eyes were glued to her, a position easy enough to comprehend, as he seemed on the verge of such bliss, of such unquestioned happiness that it felt as if he'd be melting away at any time should she tell him to. “Young Kyrie...Allow your goddess Psitche to enhance your spirit, your mind...and let devotion swallow your heart, your fascination toward me so complete that you feel it rising within you, enveloping all that you are and everything that you'll ever be...And let me work my magic~” Her tail swished around and as it came in contact with his skin and clothes, something changed within the one named Kyrie. His pink tank top turned into a black tube top sporting a heart symbol, a golden lining and small coins adorning it. His socks and boots vanished much like his skirt did, replaced by tight satin undergarment of red, black and gold. Jewelry and accessories sporting gold and rubies manifested themselves as right away the similarity between Kyrie and Nefer began to get much tighter beside their color scheme. The young feline seemed elated, ecstatic about this as he purred while a choker with a bell was attached to his neck, a final touch which made it so Nefer was slightly captivated as well, leaning forward without truly meaning to. “Aaaaahhh...But it seems were have a visitor, someone of worth and power in here,” Psitche said, turning around to look directly at Nefer as her glasses couldn't detract from the power in those emerald eyes, in that gaze which seemed to be mysterious, yet powerful all the same. There was potency just in her presence alone, some side of Never acknowledging this as he observed, but having her attention enhanced and magnified that to a degree where he could certainly sense something divine with her. “If you want to sneak up as a god, it might be better to try and control your presence and energy, young godling.” She playfully chastised him as she beckoned him with a finger and while he felt reluctant, not entirely at ease, another part of Nefer nevertheless got closer as there was something inherently seductive and convincing about her. Psitche, a strange name and yet as he slowly approached her he noticed quite a few little details about the scene that he couldn't observe from afar. There were spiral patterns everywhere on her clothes, not just printed out but in the way it was made too, an amplification of curvatures and round shapes which agreed with her own beautiful body too, making it easy to check her out and find something nice to latch his gaze onto. Something that Nefer didn't quite realize, though was the fact that this other cat boy, this Kyrie, had those spirals in his crimson eyes, accompanying his silly smile and his purrs, Nefer's whole attention being stolen by Psitche as her finger seemed to almost become enticing on its own until it stopped waving toward him. Now about two meters away from one another, the taller goddess looked down at Nefer with an enigmatic smile, observing and analyzing this intruder upon whatever she was doing. “I sense that you are lost...removed from your home and that you need some help. Is that the case?” Psitche said, the precision of her guess somewhat chilling for Nefer and yet her calm tone, her appeal and the many spirals just made it so Nefer relaxed further and further in her proximity. She smelled nice too as he involuntarily started to purr as well, the comfort of her presence, of someone seemingly friendly talking to him made him drop his guard somewhat. “If you do, you're welcome to stay here for a while. I am quite fond of young men like you, so desirous to be helped, so in need of my assistance...And you're looking for a friend, for an ally, yes? I can sense hesitation and fear, but there is nothing to be afraid of...Not while I'm here~” She spoke with confidence, with a friendliness that was disarming as Nefer took a step forward as he lost track of the situation somewhat. The warning signs were there, written in arcane and in more obvious manners, yet he was lost in more ways than just physically as his anchors upon reality were loose, making it so the sight of a beautiful feline woman with such a kind voice and a gentle approach never made him realize what she was doing or how direct she was being despite her subtleties. Being himself a practitioner of hypnosis, Nefer knew the power of suggestion and seduction, of controlling a narrative to better direct it going forward through perceptions and thoughts, yet his own comprehension of some of the basics and intermediate techniques of both magical and natural means gave way to a confidence that lead to arrogance. He was a god, magical and powerful, thus hypnosis couldn't affect him anyway...and yet the black and blue flared within despite the aquamarine and teal trying to worm their way in. “I see your outfit, your beauty and I think you might just be a dancing god...just like I'm a goddess of such performance and form...Would you like to see, godling?” Psitche said, implanting the thought and desire within her target's mind until she acted upon them, striking while the iron was hot as she could see that this young god was attracted to her, his body language certainly telling such a story almost openly. She began to roll her hips, going for waves with figure eights in horizontal and vertical manners, going at a very slow pace as she moved her arms back to emphasize on her waist, midriff and hips for the time being. “We might be trading techniques and routines...but for now just watch me and admire my fluid motions and my beauty all that you want~” The way she moved seemed to concord with the theme she had chosen, that of spirals as she spun around and around, creating patterns which were very easy to follow as Nefer began to breathe slowly, purring in a faint whisper-like fashion as this soothing and hypnotic dance caused for his worries to dissipate bit by bit. His own mind, acting upon her words, trailed off toward ideas that she was a friend, that everything would be okay and that she'd help. Even though her dance wasn't quite necessary, that he had questions and perhaps things to demand, he didn't want to interrupt for he was increasingly smitten with Psitche, something she took advantage of quite well. The spirals on her ensemble began to spin, catching his gaze near-instantaneously as those were as easy to follow as her own performance, everything turning into a melting pot of mesmerizing quality. “Yes...Let me help you relax...Let me remove all your worries one by one...Look at me and know bliss...Listen to my words and understand how much I'm helping you, basking you in my magnificence so that you'll feel much, much better~” Psitche said, sowing the seeds of subservience and submission as the sight of this one was unexpected, catching a genuine harem boy while she was forming one as Kyrie purred and moved between her legs on all four, leaning toward them as he caressed her with his whole near-naked body. She could feel the trance he was caught in just as she could sense the start of one in this stranger's mind, one who was a very, very good catch indeed if she could reel him in. “Tell me, godling...What is your name?” “N-Nefer...” he replied, the answer coming instantly as he saw no need to protect his identity. Her dance, just like her words, were slow and even as her cat tail began to touch and tease his chin, making him look higher as he finally realized that her eyes were just like her clothing: filled with spirals. He latched onto them, finding a contentment and peace that were sorely lacking a few minutes ago as indeed all doubts, stress and fears simply vanished, leaving only the certainty that he liked her and that her dance was simply sumptuous, a feast for the eyes. “A pretty name for a pretty boy~” Psitche said, playful as her tail began to caress one of his cheek while Kyrie began to move and settle down right next to Nefer, hoping to catch a glimpse of that hypnotic dance once more. Nefer, however, had forgotten this other feline as Psitche grew in importance and in sheer allure, her motions slowly shifting as she moved her arms above her heads, letting them rest on her cranium as she went for undulations of her abdomen, for belly rolls with an agonizingly slow pace applied to them. “And you must think I'm pretty too, don't you? Certainly you've never seen someone so beautiful in your entire life? Someone so downright pleasant so as to be hypnotic~” “Y-yes...” Nefer replied again, the possibility of staying silent just not available to him. He felt that refusing her anything, not complying would be impolite, that it would be cheap. There was a sense that if he didn't behave...she'd stop dancing. He did not want that as his own eyes began to reflect spirals, her own words and suggestions gaining in power as she had essentially taken control over the narrative, putting him deeply under her sexy spell. “Such an earnest boy...It feels amazing to watch me dance, no? You just can't help but focus solely on all that is me, on my sensuality, on my voice...Nothing else matters but me right now, wouldn't you agree?” Psitche continued, not relenting as she had expected more of a challenge from another divinity, but this one lacked so many things like training, his aura in shambles and his own power misused, not channeled properly. It was a gift from the cosmos, perhaps for the both of them as she'd shape him up into a powerful servant and he'd gain a wonderful mistress, one to guide him to a path of unparalleled bliss. Her rolls began to change slightly, with a few languid and slow ones being followed by a couple of very fast one, as if she was pulling him in. Waves of sexy flesh claimed his own sense of priorities as the spirals in his eyes grew just like his smile did, making him fall on his knees gently as her tail guided him with light strokes around his thighs and knees. “Just think of nothing else, let me take charge and I'll make sure you'll spend a memorable and unforgettable moment with your goddess~” Little additions, words that were easy to miss were placed carefully in her suggestions as Nefer couldn't help but feel overwhelmed in his seduction, in her charming presence as right now he wasn't in a tomb or whatever this was, but instead in a sea of shades of green, of circles and spirals which spun endlessly while she was the epicenter of all that. She was the only thing that mattered right now, a torch in the darkness, a light to protect and guide him as he purred almost openly, his own reactions joining that of Kyrie who was by his side. The two cats were entranced, under the power of a superb and yet mischievous goddess who smirked while looking at those two, content about her gains. “Good...I can feel your empty mind...One filled with nothing but the most important thing of all...Me~” Psitche said as her tail moved and rubbed itself softly on Nefer's neck, creating a golden collar for him, one adorned by a bell. The precious metal fitted with his status as a special slave, one who would need an extra dose of training or two so that he'd better serve her as she purred, this feline form suiting her fancy and nature, yet as she was ready to continue, she felt another presence arrive, a much more powerful one than that of Nefer. Hisssssssssss... Turning her gaze toward the source of that sound, she witnessed the arrival of a serpent, a god in the shape of a cobra, or a cobra in the shape of a god. Black and blue were his scales, his length seemingly infinite as if he could obstruct the sun and the stars if he so wished. His aura was more determined, centralized and as he glanced at what was happening, his eyes narrowed down as he looked at Nefer and then at Psitche with a touch of anger. Hisssssssssss... The message was clear: this one is not yours. There was indeed a faint trace of Nefer's scent and aura around this Cobra God and Psitche weighted down her options right now. Her young godling slave was an absolutely great acquisition of hers, one that could improve her game and the possibilities of her mischief and tricks reaching the next level. If she could, she'd keep him for herself, perhaps even order him to attack that meddlesome intruder and they'd wreck him together, but as she pondered upon this option, something had already happened as Nefer had crawled back to this other divinity. To Nefer, who was still very much in a trance, the green, aquamarine and teal spirals began to get swallowed down by two colors: black and blue. It cleared everything and there was a sense of belonging, of safety to those as he went toward them without any question. He hugged the tail, purring as if he had been saved, though from what his conscious mind did not know. The black and blue were back and it was all that mattered. Then, a silence occupied the area, creating tension as Psitche and the Cobra God exchanged glances at one another, ready to react to whatever insanity the other would attempt. However, none of this came to be as the snake divinity merely touched the collar and made it dissipate as he gently coiled around Nefer, taking him back in a multiversal trip as this left both Kyrie and Psitche alone again. A little disappointed and furious that her prey had been taken from her, Psitche sighed as she knew that pursuing would not be a good idea, for she knew not if that Cobra God had any allies or unknown powers that she wouldn't be able to compete against. Gazing toward where this interloper had appeared, she was snapped out of this funk by Kyrie who got closer, meowing as he licked his paw and performed like a much more primitive and careless kitten. She might have lost a great opportunity right there, but at least she wouldn't come back empty-handed as she petted her newest servant and toy, guiding deeper into this dungeon she had lured him to. She'd simply make do and enjoy herself with this cute one which she had snatched from another side of a screen, making him think she was some video game character. As for Nefer... There would always be a next time....*

In the hypno-challenge that Hexamaniac participated in, she used two of my characters. The first one was Rosh the incubus (you can find it here and read the story too

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) and the second was another character she designed for me: Nefer the lord of kittens. Given that she had paid Sue Chan to draw him in a super pretty picture , seeing this version of Nefer so thoroughly handled and entranced gave me an idea for a quick follow-up to the latest story I wrote featuring him.

Enjoy this short little tale, another key part of Nefer's journey.

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THE KITTEN AND THE COLORS

Nefer was in the dreamscape.

Very few could remember their own dreams, their subconscious speaking through them while using memories, perceptions, fantasies and a myriad of other imprints from the mind. Mortals could live up through multiple scenarios, living adventures, despair, drama and surrealism that would make any writer or artist feel jealous of. Divinities, however, could also pass through those yet theirs was different in terms of scales, their own experiences and control over certain forces making it so they could recall things vividly. Omens, divination, a simple call-back to past deeds and speech were some of the many uses dream had for such beings, these kind of talents oft granted to their believers to help them out...Or to curse them.

Nefer, being someone of high lineage in terms of godhood, was no exception in terms of capabilities, yet his understanding was a different matter. No less intelligent than any other being, his own lack of experience and teaching, abandoned by his two parents as he was very young, made it so he knew next to nothing about his potential save for what his own misdeeds and mischief made him learn. One would learn very different lessons from observing mortals than from analyzing and listening to gods and goddesses, after all, thus why he was so limited despite his own actual power. As such, dreams were odd to him, making it so he didn't sleep all that much. It was not always required of him, though he did enjoy short naps all the same due to his feline nature. A creature of contradiction, he nevertheless could be found within the realms of slumber, his own psyche telling him through indirect and subtle means about things that occurred, that would happen or that might just come to pass.

For now, though, this was spoken through colors, with black and blue being the primary ones.

There was a soothing and secure energy to those, a sentiment of belonging which made him feel happy and safe. He was there and yet not at all, though his own body and presence could be felt. Nefer knew of dreams, though not of their significance and their power, especially not about his. However, in his own predicament, he couldn't even distinguish much because the colors swallowed all. They spoke in a language, faint hisses which undulated in the air, along the void which he fell in. He floated, dropped and rose and yet everything was static and stoic save for the black and blue. They twirled together, spun around, undulated as it formed tubes which slithered around, covering an endless amount of space within the horizon and the near surroundings. The black and blue moved around him, cocooned him slightly like a soft and slick blanket as he felt his clothes and skin begin to absorb them much like his mind did. He could feel them in his eyes, in his brain and it was not threatening nor dangerous, but rather comforting.

But then something else came from the horizon, a new sensation as aquamarine, teal and multiple shades of green made their way in.

As opposed to the black and blue, those colors stayed in one spot and yet grew. They pulsated, luminous as some light strobes made it so they chased away Nefer's ability to see the black and blue. Like a big sphere, a miniature sun basking him in its light, the shades of green and its variants spun around and around, making him feel a dizziness that was bizarre at first, yet which grew into enjoyment as if drunk on the finest of wine. There was a taste on his tongue, a scent in his nostril which only made things feel greener, the teal and aquamarine simply enveloping all until he just didn't notice the black and blue any longer.

It was fresh in his mind, those new colors bringing out a certain form of arousal within as silhouettes began to form in the spiral, claiming it for themselves while he still saw nothing but those colors. It filled his body and his mind too, like water in a jug and yet it seemed to continue even after he felt full. The sphere took the shape of a tall person, one dancing and soon it divided itself into multiple small spirals which spun on their own, but also rotated around an axis. It was a person-galaxy, stars and spirals shimmering in the endless green, aquamarine and teal as Nefer basked beneath, sensing he was on his knees as soon he felt something tighten around his neck. It was a collar, one that felt scary at first, yet soon a line connected from the spirals to what he now wore around his neck and it seemed like it belonged here. This was right somehow, as if it were a leash and the green, aquamarine and teal were keeping him in his right place. Taking charge, making sure he'd be close and that made him feel...good.

He couldn't deny that this made him feel aroused, the contradiction between his desire for freedom and to belong exploited by those colors that purred. There were three sets, one which was happy, one which was seductive...and his own. They all merged, spiraling together much like those colors did as his breathing grew heavier, slower, his temperature rising. Those might be cold colors, but they left him anything but that. His own actual purrs, unwitting reaction on his part, joined him to create at first a cacophony of sounds which soon turned into harmony. It was charming, all-encompassing and soon Nefer wished to be guided toward the center of all those swirls and spirals, basking in this sea of green.

However, the black and blue hadn't said their last words or given out their final vibes as soon the colors clashed. It was subtle at first, one trying to outshine or cover the other, but then it felt like waves crashing onto one another as security, familiarity and relaxation confronted seduction, ownership and submission. Everything was in turmoil within Nefer's mind, his own eyes and mind awash with all of this until he knew not what to feel, where to go, what to do and thus it all came crashing down into the void, leaving him breathless. He felt like he needed to make a choice here, with either party represented wanting different things for him...

Yet what did he actually want?

He woke up, the images remaining and making lasting impressions, yet the most potent and important one was that question...