I currently laid underneath a fresh silky white blanket. My hair was still damp from the shower, leaving it a dark orange color. The drugs had worn off by now, I couldn't believe we did that. I can't believe that I had wanted that and enjoyed it. I don't remember if we used a condom. I would think we did, but I don't know.
I stayed under the sheets, they were cool against my nude body. The sheets and blankets were changed by the time I was out of the shower. I had guessed Austin had sent someone in here to change them after he left.
I let out a frustrated sigh, moving around multiple times before I could find a comfortable place on the bed. When I found a comfortable spot, which had the faint of scent of Austin's cologne, I curled up and tried to sleep. After what felt like forever, my body finally gave into sleep.
-four hours later-
I awoke with a start, sitting up quickly and glancing around the room. My body had sweat all over it, my hair was damp from it. I peeled the blankets off of my body and stood up. I noticed there was a fresh change of clothes on the end of the bed and my other clothes were no longer strewn about on the floor.
I examined the clothes. It was a more decent type of clothing this time. A dark blue knitted sweater, navy blue boxer briefs, and a pair of faded black jeans. The jeans had a few small rips on the knees, nothing major. There was also a note on top of the clothing.
'More training today. Dress in this.' The writing was cursive and took more of a girly look to it. I guessed that this was from someone Austin had to tend to me.
"Guess I better change in these..." I muttered.
After I took a shower and dried off, I walked back to the clothes. I placed the boxer briefs on first, then the jeans. They both fit pretty well, not too snug and not too baggy. The sweater was rather large on me, about the size of Austin I guessed. It caused me to have sweater paws, as most people referred to them as. I bit my lip and wondered why I was dressed in these clothes. I wasn't gong to complain, I liked these better than the other ones.
I moved my tail around, my ears poking out of my messy hair as I thought. What else would he do with me? Maybe I could sit on the bed while I wait for someone to come in here. I pushed the curtains together, laying down underneath the blanket. Within minutes I was asleep again.
-one hour later-
I awoke to someone shaking my shoulder. I stretched, causing the blanket to move off of my body some. My hands came up to shield my eyes from the dreaded light.
"About fucking time." I heard a woman's voice, making me furrow my brows.
"What do you want?" I questioned sleepily.
"Get up, I have to fix your hair. No makeup this time." I looked at the lady. She was the same woman who had prepped me before.
I didn't answer her, instead I just sat up and rubbed my eyes tiredly while yawning. I swished my tail around, moving slowly to where she was leading me to. I let her comb my hair without making too many complaints this time.
I couldn't tell if she knew about what had happened between Austin and I. She didn't say anything about it. Even if she had brought it up, I would've ignored her. The woman doesn't deserve to know what happens between Austin and I.- Wait, why did I just think that?
After she was done combing threw my hair she left me sitting on the bed. I waited for whatever today had for me.
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The whole day was me cleaning another level of the house, or whatever this building is. I didn't want to get on Austin's nerves or do anything that would make him do what he did yesterday. He watched me more closely than he did yesterday. He's probably afraid that I'd fuck some other guy, or disobey his order. I can kindly say that I was going to disobey his orders. I didn't want a repeat of yesterday anytime soon.
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FanfictionA Cashby fanfic where Alan is a hybrid with cat ears and a cat's tail. Austin is mafia leader who encounters the hybrid and plans to sell him. However, plans can change and feelings can arise along with other unexpected events. - Cashby AU // Mpreg
