The Game Begins
Violet made her way down the sidewalk, her steps exaggerated as she swirled and skipped along. She
was happy and her newest pets needed to know that. She was a neko, and as such, Appeared mostly
human save a few key differences, she sported a blond swishing tail sprouting from her bare rear, two
pointed ears atop her head that constantly swiveled around at every new sound, and two slightly
extended canines protruding from the rest of her relatively normal teeth. Other than that she looked
like a perfectly healthy nineteen year old human.
Unlike most human’s however, she was nude, a state of freedom preferred by the neko’s of the planet.
She sported a body to boast as well, catching the eyes of every male and even the eyes of most females
wherever she went, her soft skin toned to perfection while her arms and legs were muscled just enough
to show her athleticism. Mingling with the fur along her back was a curtain of hair, waving around in the
wind, and sprawled out behind her while she skipped.
Violet was going to play a game, and the thought of what she planned was making her shiver in delight
well before it even started. She didn’t know why she had never thought of it before, but from then on,
her days off were going to be so much fun!
She had first thought of her game when she had paid a surprise visit to her best friend, Lilly’s, house.
Upon her arrival to the mediocre dwelling, she had found her lifelong friend playing with a tiny kitten.
Violet had been surprised to say the least, Lil hadn’t had a boyfriend since the incident six years ago,
they never spoke about things like that anymore and she knew better than to to bring it up. Violet
doubted that her friend would have adopted in the week that they hadn’t had any contact, she wasn’t
that ditsy. Another strange thing was that they were so close in smell they had to be blood related, but
Lil hadn’t been pregnant a week ago, and the kitten seemed to be older even if she was tiny. How
unusual.
Her curiosity getting the better of her, Violet had spoken out in question. Before she could get much
more than Lil’s name out however, her friend had scooped up the kitten and stuffed her in her mouth.
The conversation afterwards had been incredibly awkward, but they had gotten through and Violet had
been introduced to the surprisingly aromatic kitten whose name was Din. Lil claimed she was a distant
Cousin’s daughter.
Another mystery was raised when she seemed not to be bothered by the saliva covering her and she
seemed to be rather old, maybe seven, despite her size. All of Violet’s questions went unanswered and
all she got before being ushered out the door was a brief kiss from her friend and a glimpse of what
looked to be a small army of tiny female neera in the living room, contained in a box and crying out for
release.
They were always the favored meal of neko in the south city, Burdaron, much as they were in the north
city, Nesvleski, so at least the last observable fact hadn’t been odd.
They were a natural part of a neko’s diet, a few of the species may have adapted along with the arrival
of humans, but most native neko continued to complete their diet on the little people. They were about
four inches tall on average and, like the neko, appeared mostly human save two large, rounded ears,
and a smooth fleshy tail; and of course, their size.
Violet and her two friends had always used little mouse people to fill their diet over the regular food
some of the neko lived off nowadays, Daisy ad moved onto other things since her change, but Violet and
Lilly still ate neera for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Overall confused, Violet had gone home that night and slept in her own bed, mulling over what was up
with her friend.
By the time she had woken up, she had come up with no answers and so retuned back to her friend’s
house to go see if she could wring some answers out of her; she didn’t get what she had been hoping
for; upon arriving, Violet had found her friend’s door locked.
She had been about to leave; when Lil wasn’t home, she wouldn’t be back for a while. But just as her
foot landed out onto the pathway leading away from the house’s porch, she had heard a very Lilly-like
giggle. When she investigated further, she found that, by looking through the window of Lilly’s living
room, she could see her friend gently sucking on a thrashing female neera while helping her ‘daughter’
gulp down a tiny baby neera with her finger.
The scene was somewhat revealing, and enlightened the curious neko as to at least one mystery.
Unfortunately, at the moment she got an answer, Violet was somewhat occupied with her own growing
hunger and heat in her loins from the scene of her friend shoving a child, too small for her to really eat,
down the throat of the little kitten who was having difficulty and whose throat was bulging outwards as
the thrashing lump made its way down to its final destination.
She couldn’t stay though, and while nearly all the other people who happened to see wouldn’t care, she
was loathed to pleasure herself while on her friend’s front lawn. Reluctantly, she walked away, now
brooding and probably smelling like a slut, and she swiftly made her way back to her own house before
she met anyone she knew.
Some time later, after releasing the building pressure with one hapless neera she had caught on the
way, and having a shower to clean herself of the sweat that had built up during her brief lapse into
pleasure, with her body clean and relaxed and her belly having a nice thrashing lump nestled inside,
Violet finally figured out what her friend was doing. She obviously was playing with them.
Violet and Lil had been partners in terror since a young age and often found themselves sharing a neera
between them if they were together; usually those ventures ended in a bloody kiss. And now that they
were older, Lil had gone and bought a whole group of females to instill terror in, it was genius, they
would only heighten each other’s fear until it was a near orgasmic rush of screaming terrified bodies to
gulp down.
Violet’s stomach had growled and she had let out a small burp, her meal starting to slow in its struggles.
And that was when she decided on her next pet project, a game, one to instill terror and satisfy her
hunger both. But she would one-up her friend, maybe she would get less, but she and make a game of
it, give them the most frightening thing possible, unreachable hope.
Giggling all the while, she had lounged around for the remainder of the day, preparing her house. Then
after a long sleep and having had no dinner the night before nor breakfast in the morning, she had
happily skipped her way over to her local store and purchased her players.
She performed another twirl she giggled again, glancing down at her box filled with the ten neera she
had chosen to buy for her little game. She had already decided that she would learn their names when
they got home before the game began, before she even gave them the rules. She planned to be the
perfect hostess to the ten, the one extra pre-game snack squirming in a little box resting on top of the
larger box on the other hand; well she wouldn’t be needed for much anyway.
Violet skipped her way down the sidewalk to her house. It was her side house, her one for guests, still
rather large, only the nekos that worked got big houses, and just this one would be more than enough
for her if she so wished, but as one of the ten neko on the Burdaron mage council, she also had one of
the highest paychecks in the entire city. She never had to lock the door either, all the nasty humans that
might have tried stealing anything were in different places and nearly never came over to her part of the
city. The main downside to having a second house here were its square contours and dull colors that fit
in with all the rest of the houses on the street, the nekos who lived here had to keep the outside of their
houses in-line and impersonalized at all times; she was sure she could break that rule in an instant with
her status, but that would just invite trouble from her more lax neighbors.
She slowed her pace to a light stroll when she reached her house proper and she fiddled with the door
handle to push it open and go inside. The interior of the house was worlds apart from its exterior. For
one thing, where the outside of the house had been painted a dull beige color, the inside was covered,
floor to ceiling in light blue fluffy carpeting. The furniture was neatly arranged and meticulously placed
throughout the house, the living room having a white sofa and a coffee table in the middle.
The kitchen has the essentials, stove, fridge, and a sink with cabinets. All of the major appliances had a
polished metallic sheen to them that made them shine when the light hit them. There was window right
above the sink, letting a warm flow of natural light pour in and over the counter, lighting the place with
a pleasant glow and giving it a happy and soft demeanor. All of the cabinets were coated with a light
brown paint and dark polished wooden handles adorned all.
When she got to her bedroom, there was a huge, brilliant white, king sized bed right in the middle of the
room against the far wall. The mattress had a fluffy, cloud-like appearance to it, the blankets on top only
adding to it. The luxurious bed rested upon a midnight black frame while the dresser and the nightstand
copied its hue. There were two windows on the wall next to the bed but as their blinds were shut,
letting very little natural light into the room; instead, a mage-light hovered near the ceiling, emitting a
pleasant glow throughout Violet’s sleeping palace.
Violet gently lay down on her bed and smoothed out some of her quilt to place the boxes onto. Once
she had them set, she was pleased to find that the larger one shook with some force, she assumed from
them trying to escape.
“Little ones, I’m about to let you out, if you try to escape I will kill the youngest of you immediately,” she
licked her lips, but then settled down, “but of course, if you stay still, I will not touch a hair on a single
one of your heads, I swear.”
Then she waited. The rocking of the box slowly settled down and Violet resisted a squeal, they were
going to play! She reached forward and removed the lid from the box and her spine shivered at the
silence coming from inside.
True to her word she then undid the sides and the walls of the box detached from one another and fell
to the bed, leaving ten small forms in various states of panic and fear on her bed. The other small box
she had hidden behind them was buried under one of the now separate walls of their prison.
They were in two separate groups, a large one of six neera, and a small group of two. Another mouse
was alone and was the only one standing up towards her, almost defiant. She loved it when they were
defiant.
“What is your game witch?! You have taken my life to spare my wife’s, for that I am thankful. Now what
do you plan to do with the rest of us?”
Violet lay down on her side fully and brought her shapely legs around, encircling the group when she
reached her arm out to her knees. Her tail curled up over her belly and she used it to stroke over the
small group while she started to purr softly.
“Well, as soon as all of you save the littlest one are paying proper attention, I will tell you why I
purchased you.”
Their little round ears were folded back, but she was sure they heard her, and she nearly giggled when
one of the younger females of the group blushed and looked like she wanted to slap a boy around her
age when he looked at, and stared at, Violet’s bust; they looked like a young couple, so sweet.
They were taking their time, but Violet was patient, and reluctant to make more than the original threat,
the view of her belly should be enough for any neera who knew what it could be to comply in the hopes
of getting even a little more time added to his or her own personal clock. Though it was a group, and she
wasn’t used to dealing with those without an ally of her own, so she was pleased when it only took a
minute of her purring and some gentle encouragement amongst themselves before they were all
looking towards her.
She smiled at their terrified expressions, one mother was comforting her crying child, but that was
acceptable, she was still glancing up, it was enough. Violet cleared her throat “So, hello there little ones,
my name is Violet” she tried her hardest not to grin “and for the next twenty four hours, I will be your
hostess, possibly longer, though for that, you must win my game.”
She gave them a pause to ask any questions, they didn’t to her disappointment “okay then, my game
will be as follows,” she pointed to the clock behind her above the bed, “when it reaches midday in about
twenty minutes, I will start to hunt you”
Some of them jumped back and flinched, some didn’t, it shouldn’t have been too much of a surprise, but
the teens and some of the women seemed to take it as one. One of the three men, the one who was
mingling in the larger group, flinched back as well, but the neera who looked to be in charge of the
group, presumably his family. That one seemed lost in his own thoughts, it was strange, not the reaction
she had been expecting, making a plan maybe?
The neera who had stood up to her before also didn’t react, and remained where he was, stoically
staring her in the eye. She was going to like him, she had no doubt he would be among the first to enter
her belly, the moment she caught a child or woman he’d be standing there to take their place, the noble
type, she hadn’t decided if she’d take him up on the deal he would undoubtedly make.
“From then on, if I catch you, I eat you. However, if you make it to noon tomorrow then I will construct a
miniature house for you here within my own and protect you, on that I swear my life” she was
reluctantly serious, she doubted any of them would last, but if they did it was going to be a pain.
“Now, there are a few rules and introductions for you, but after you hear them and introduce yourselves
you may ask questions and or leave, whichever you wish, but when it hits noon I will hunt.” Her stomach
growled and she giggled “okay, first rule, you cannot leave this house, that is less of a request and more
of a fact, I have it warded, so even if you do find a way out you will be magically stuck there for one hour
and I will get a handy little alert, and as long as I’m not distracted with something else that means one
more snack in my belly.” Violet continued purring and began to rub her stomach to the distress of some
of the neera.
“The second rule” Violet sighed dramatically, “is that I may not use magic to catch you once noon hits.”
She pouted at them “and yes, this is a bonus solely for you, I have the ward around the house set to
disable itself if I use magic inside, so consider it a failsafe for you widdle ones” Violet reached forward
and rubbed the little girl’s head and she squeaked cutely in fear; music to Violet’s ears.
“Now, for questions and then introductions, and it looks like you have a good fifteen minutes left, lets to
questions first.” Violet sung out while she lounged out on her bed, careful to make sure they didn’t run
The male who stood up for everyone was the first to speak “what guarantee do we have you won’t just
eat us all the moment we show ourselves at the end?” he folded his arms, Violet wasn’t sure if he had
blinked a single time through her entire spiel, maybe it was time for her to have her snack to really drive
their situation into their heads.
“You have no guarantee,” she said with a grin as she reached behind them and pulled the small
secondary box out from where she had hidden it, “but I swore on my life and you’ll just have to accept
that, I could eat you all right now just like this.”
She opened the little box and a scream could be heard from inside the second the lid parted from the
body. Violet grinned and reached in, fiddling for a second before slowly pulling a thrashing female neera
out by her tail
“Mag!” she heard a yell from below and it looked like he had the breath knocked out of him; the little
one who had been so defiant, now suddenly looking so broken “let her go! You took me! You took me
instead of her!”
Violet ignored him and when the little neera she held started to sob amidst her screams, she raised her
up above her salivating mouth. She raised her head to look up at the dangling neera, screaming and
sobbing for Ikro, well now Violet knew the name of the defiant one at least. Out of the corner of her eye
she could see some of the little players of her game staring in shock while others covered the eyes of the
children. Her stomach growled and she looked right into the eyes of the neera dangling over her mouth
by her hand.
She could see fear and pain, and it turned her on, she let her tongue run along her lips before widening
her mouth so the little one wouldn’t be able to catch herself; and then dropped her.
The weight landing on her tongue spread flavour from the moment it touched down and Violet closed
her lips around the wriggling morsel. She kept her throat shut to keep the neera from making her final
trip too soon, and strained to stop from giggling when her little tail thrashed around and lightly slapped
at the bridge of Violet’s nose.
She felt little hands hitting her breast and she assumed it was Ikro having come to save his lady. But it
was time to end the toying and have the introductions, as long as they weren’t too shaken up. Violet
sucked in the tail and then opened her throat, using her tongue, having already coated its meal in saliva,
she pushed the squirming female down.
The neera struggled to stay up but the moment her hand slipped into Violet’s throat it was over. With a
large gulp she was dragged further down before Violet’s stomach called and she was pulled into Violet’s
throat completely and began her journey down.
Violet raised her had to her throat as a lump slid down. It went slowly down past her collarbone then
out of sight ad Violet let out a small gasp of pleasure when the neera entered her stomach, filing her
pleasantly while she could feel struggling from inside her belly.
Then there was a sharp pain from her tit and Violet yelped slightly and swatted it away “Ah! What was
that?” she looked at the bed and saw Ikro lying on the sheet wiping some blood from his mouth “you
little asshole” Violet looked at her breast and the small bite mark, a bead of blood welting up.
She looked back at him and didn’t bother asking what that was for, she knew by now that food wasn’t a
fan of you eating food it was close to. She inhaled and then exhaled, keeping an eye on him and the rest
to make sure they didn’t try anything else, then to the clock.
They had twelve minutes, she wanted them to have ten to get away, she’d have to leave punishing him
for later when she caught him “I’ll let that slide, count yourself lucky,” she said, looking right at Ikro, he
had a rage in his eyes, that was good, far better than broken. “Now introduce yourselves, quick, you
want time to run, right? I already know Ikro.”
She glared at him and he fumed back before one of the two females in the smaller group stood up with
her hand on the other one’s back “my name is R-Rose,” she gulped, “and this is Anna, my wife.”
Violet looked at the two quickly, Rose was a pleasant chestnut colour with auburn hair while Anna had
brilliant white hair and skin. Now that Violet was paying attention, she could see Anna was crouched
over something, after a moment she saw that it was a massive round belly, she was pregnant! Violet
didn’t know how she’d been mixed in with the bunch, they must have charged her extra for her and
Violet hadn’t noticed the bump in price for a breeder girl.
Her thoughts back to the price were interrupted when the male who had been thinking spoke up “we
want to leave as quickly as you’ll let us, I am Melron,” he then gripped the woman next to him who was
holding the little girl in a brief, one armed hug, “this is Lucy, my wife, and Lucy, the daughter of some
friends of ours… they were taken a few weeks ago, she’s six,” he paused, Violet assumed looking for
some mercy, but he wasn’t going to get any.
After the pause he frowned and was about to continue when a young teenager in front of the Lillys
spoke up “why did you eat her?!”
Violet grinned at her “because she was tasty, now tell me your name or I’ll see if you’re tasty to.”
She gasped and started to hyperventilate, Melron leaned in and hugged her, comforting her while a
nearly identical older version of the girl spoke up, the one who had been blushing at the boys look “she’s
Jade and I’m Jana,” she grabbed the boys arm and yanked him close, “this is my boyfriend Luce, who
isn’t allowed to look at you anymore.” She glared at him and he blushed, looking away from Violet’s
shapely form
There was one left, the man who looked to be Luce’s father, his ears were drooped and he looked
broken, oh well “and you?” Violet said, looking to the man “you tell me your name and all of you will
have about,” the clock did say nine to noon, right? “Nine minutes to run”
He looked at Violet with dead eyes, oh great “Drake, now let us go.”
Violet raised her eyebrow and giggled “well if you can escape, sure, I suggest hurrying along now, I’m
sure the excitement will burn through my last meal in no time, so I’ll be hunting rather,” she grinned
while uncurling herself from around the group and moving to lounge near the headboard, “vigorously.”
Violet started to purr while she focused on the clock and not where they were all headed off to, if they
even managed to make it off the bed in time wasn’t up to her.
She grinned as the pattering in her belly died down and she raised a hand to stroke along her navel, this
game would be fun, she would sleep and be full and if all went well she’d have to make this a regular
thing.
She dosed for a few minutes, snoozing in the mage-light while occasionally glancing at the clock. At half
a minute left she smiled lazily and counted down with the clock to zero.
Three
Two
One
Violet’s silted eyes snapped open, the hunt had begun.