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A Helping Hand ( Angel + Sameo )

He gave a soft smile when she gave a soft mew and wanted to pet her head, but remembered that her head was filthy. Stopping, he got out a leash and collar and put on her, but not to tightly as she seemed just find at following him on her own. Than why did he put it on her, you ask? To make her feel like the pet she was, and he planned on her making her feel this way all the time.

Once they were in his big house, a few maids came up to him, surprised, but after telling them he found a 'stray', they nodded, knowing what was going on know. They knew their employer was into this from cleaning up his room, but they did not know he would go this far. He than told them to wash her and gave her a bath and than handed them her leash, before leaving them alone.
 
Rebecca felt the collar and the leash and she cringed slightly at the feeling. She wasn't used to it and as he walked up to the house, she walked beside him, feeling the slight pull on the leash. She saw the maids and another slight mew of embarrassment came from her, but she went over to them as they took her leash. She knew that she had to improve her actions every day, until she became more like the cat that he wanted. She looked up at the maids, a blush clear upon her cheeks, but she pressed her head against one of their legs in affection and gratitude for the bath they would give her and she stepped forward, rubbing up against their legs before her new Master left the room. She wanted him to see that she was trying to improve, for her own sake. She was smart, she knew she would be punished or tossed out to be homeless again if he grew bored of her and she didn't improve, so she was trying.
 
He smiled and made a note to reward her efforts later by giving her some much needed affection.

The maids blushed at the girl acting like a pet and whispered among each other as they filled the bath and began to wash her every inch of her body. Granted, they were being paid extra for this, but they felt it silly for them to even brush the girls own teeth, but they were told that pets don't bath or brush themselves, so they just sighed and id it gently.
 
Rebecca blushed slightly as they washed her and brushed her teeth, but she knew she couldn't talk about it to them. So she just let out a soft, quiet mewing sound as a thank you to them for doing it for her and soon they finished and dried her off, she wondered if she would be allowed to get dressed, but she feared not and the blush on her cheeks darkened as she stood and looked up at them, blinking.
 
The maids knew she wasn't aloud to stand so they softly said "Pets should be on the ground, right? You should do so before your master sees you." before leading her towards were her master was in the bedroom, reading a book.
 
Rebecca bit her bottom lip and nodded, before getting back on her hands and knees as she walked with them back to her new Master. She looked at them, still on her hands and knees and then looked towards her Master as a soft mew came from her to let him know that she was done and that she was there.
 
He laughed softly as he went over to here and suddenly gave her a soft kiss and playing with her chest, wondering what she would do in a situation like this? Would he have to punish her? or would she be a good kitty like he wanted?

But never the less, he let her go, before picking her up and placing her on the foot on the bed, curious to what she would do.
 
Rebecca squirmed slightly as he played with her chest, a soft purr coming from deep within her chest. Then as he picked her up and set her at the foot of the bed, she looked up at him. She mewed softly and then, laid down, she was blushing, but as she laid down, she leaned down and licked a hand as if cleaning herself as she laid back down, satisfied and content.
 
He laughed. It almost seem like she did this before, but he kept that bit to himself as the plate full of food was delivered to him by a different maid, who looked at his new pet questioningly, but new better not to say anything and just silently left.

Once she did, he took a portion of his food and put in a dog dish before giving it to his new pet, wondering how she would react.
 
Rebecca looked at the food, then at him, a question in her eyes. Did he expect her to eat like a cat too, only using her mouth? She bit her bottom lip, looking back down at the food as she raised one hand, as if to ask him if she could use her hands to eat. She stood up on all fours, with just one raised hand, still silently asking him if she could use them to eat. A small mewing sound came from her as she stayed still waiting for either his permission or his refusal, though, she hoped for his permission. She had just been cleaned off and wanted to stay clean for a while.
 
He sighed. "Oh well, you may, but I didn't say you couldn't, but I do appreciate you asking me for permission, pet. For this and being a good pet, I will give you a reward: You may choose when to have sex with me. And I promise it will be better than any guy who raped you. You have five days to choose when." he said, once again curious as to what she would do. Would she hold off as long as possible, or would she give it to him after she was done eating? 'also." he added. "Let me know by nudging my penis, okay, my little pet?" he asked her as he gave her a soft pet.
 
Rebecca bit her bottom lip and wondered how he knew about the raping and, then, she realized that tonight she didn't have any pants on. She could imagine he guessed, but she knew that she had already made her choice and she didn't want to go back to living on the streets. So she mewed softly, nodding, a bit nervously, before she sat down on her legs as if a cat would do and reached for the food, gingerly, as she ate it slowly and mewed happily, smiling. It was the first good, warm meal that she had, had since months ago when she had first left her parents house and she wanted to scarf it down quickly, but she knew she would get sick, so she ate slowly and finished in a decent amount of time as she turned to look at him.
 
He smiled, just looking at her, looking with awe at absolutist cute she looked. The way she ate. The way she acted JUST LIKE a pet, with even some soft mewing. He just smiled at, loving how obedient she was and how it looked liked she badly wanted to stay.

He than had a idea of how to test how far she would got to obey him. He decided as much as he liked calling her pet, he needed to call her by her name. But there was no way she could tell him, right? After all, pets don't talk or write, do they? No, they don't, and he decided to rename her. He than looked at her and said "Pet, I can't call you pet all the time, so you need a name. A new name. After all, pet's don't talk or write, do they?" he said, wondering what she would do.
 
Rebecca bit her bottom lip and nodded her head in response to his question. A new name? It surprised her, but she supposed that, that was one more cost of her freedom. Then, she felt something strange in her, almost as if she had a stomach ache, but she knew it wasn't that. Her eyes widened slightly and she looked at him, a soft mew coming from her as she laid down, trying to calm the strange feeling and the slight stomach ache. She looked towards the bowl that she had just ate from and back at him. As she laid down beside him, looking up at him, wondering what her new name would be.
 
"I hope you don't have a stomach problem, my sweet, sweet, little pet." he said as he stroked her hair as she laid next to him, thinking of a new name to give his new pet. He honestly didn't know her old name, and didn't care now. He would have asked her and allowed her to even talk and walk if she said yes the first time around, but this was the punishment to saying no to her master, and it was pretty clear he wanted her for himself.

After a few minutes of petting her long, soft, clean hair, he thought of a name to give her at last and gave her the name "Sally. Your new name is Sally. Do you like it?" he asked, even though he didn't really have to, it was just a simple kindness, even though it really didn't matter in the end if she liked it or not, that would still be her new name
 
Rebecca, or rather, Sally looked up at him as he stroked her hair and she mewed softly at the name, her nose wrinkling slightly. To her, Sally sounded bland and boring as a name, but she knew she didn't have much of a choice. She slowly nodded in response to him, biting her lower lip as her stomach continued to hurt and cause her problems. She looked up at him again, mewing softly as she laid her head back down on her hands, her eyes looking up at him as she tilted her head slightly, as if to ask him if there was anything bad that she ate in the food.
 
After a minute, he changed his mind and said "Na, I think I'll call you Christina instead. That better?' noticing that she didn't seem to like the first one at all, which was why he changed it, as he wanted her to be a bit happy with her new name. The new name also stood as a reminder of her new life.

Seeing her favor her stomach, he knew why her stomach was in pain and explained it to her. "If your stomach is hurting, that may be because that your stomach isn't used to high quality food. It is used to, well, garbage. The food from the restaurant isn't high quality, and the leftovers are worse, so your stomach became used to bad food. But don't worry. You should feel better before long.
 
Christina nodded and smiled softly as she nodded in agreement to the new name, she liked it better than the last one and she looked up at him, listening quietly as he told her what was wrong. She nodded again, and soon her eyes fluttered close as she laid her head back down and slowly fell asleep as she dozed off, another soft mew coming from her as she sighed softly and curled up against him, warm, content and happy for the first time since she had left her parents house.
 
As she curled up to him, he pulled to covers over them with a smile, whispering into her ear "Have sweet dreams Cristina. In the morning, we will have fun. And I promise you will like it, so don't worry. I am gentle." as he put his arm around her
 
Christina barely heard him as she drifted to sleep and she curled up slightly more, a bit nervous as she sighed again softly, feeling the warmth and safety of the covers over her as she dozed off into peaceful slumber.......

It was sometime in the early morning hours that she woke up, and blinked her eyes, her eyesight was crystal clear and the clock read 4:00 AM. She yawned and tried to close her eyes when she felt something furry brush against her legs. Her eyes snapped back open and she looked towards her sleeping Master, she didn't want to wake him, but at the same time, she didn't know what was going on, she decided to find out and she crawled out slowly from beneath the covers. She looked behind her and saw a tail and her eyes widened as she let out a slight squeak and mew of surprise and fear. It seemed natural and it grew overnight, attached to her rear end by skin, and muscle, it also swayed naturally. She swallowed hard and then she felt a flicker on her head.

She moved her hands up and patted her head, letting out a loud yelp as she found two furry ears, she tried tug at them, thinking perhaps they would come off, and it was just a small prank as let out another, yet quieter yelp of pain when she found that they were attached permanently like her tail, by skin and muscle. She looked towards her new Master and yawned again, deciding to ask him in the morning as she crawled back under the covers and soon fell back to sleep.
 
Her master woke up a few hours later and was happy to see that the drug he put in her food had taken affect. Now she really was pet now, and he had so much planned for his pet, starting with taking her down into the basement and chaining her up and blindfolding her. He didn't bother on gagging her, as he doubted she would make any human words. Maybe meow, but no human speech. He took a step forward and began starching her new ears, waiting for her to wake up.
 
Cristina stirred in her sleep as she felt someone scratching her head. She vaguely remembered waking up early in the morning and, thought, it was just a bad nightmare, her ears and her tail. Though, as the scratching continued, she felt something flicking back and forth near her behind, and something flicking back and forth on her head. S bhe had slept for four more hours, and she vaguely remembered much at all, but as she opened her eyes. She was gripped with panic as everything was black and she thought, perhaps, she had gone blind. Her heart dropped and the beat sped up as she trembled, trying to look around, still feeling something flicking back and forth on her head and her behind. It took her a moment to register that it was just a cloth over her eyes preventing her from seeing, and, though, she felt only marginally relieved, panic still gripped her as she tried to move. She couldn't move either, all but her tails and ears, and head were bound. Her arms, her legs, the panic grew and a frightened squeak came from her as she thought, she did something wrong. She trembled as she wanted to talk, to ask the person scratching her ears what had happened, but as she tried to form the thought into words, it came out as a frightened mew. She knew that the tail and the ears were not a nightmare and she wondered if the drug or the experiment had caused her to lose her voice as well. She swallowed hard as she tried to speak again, once again, it came out as a mew. She felt her panic increasing, but yet, the scratching on her ears felt good and she couldn't help but purr softly as she tilted her head into the person's hand, rubbing up against it.
 
"Shh, it's okay, Christina. You are currently tied up in my basement. The was a certain drug in your food last night. A drug that turned you into a neko who can't form human words and can only mew or purr in response. And I have to say, you certain look real cute. Cuter that I thought you would. I will show you a mirror later, but for now, just calm yourself as you relax as I pet your cute ears. Don't worry. No, don't even think. Just blindly do what I say, like any good loyal kitty. In fact, by tomorrow, any independent will will be gone and replaced by the need to serve the one who she calls 'master' which is me. You may be scared, but it's alright I PROMISE you will never have to be worried about that, so rest as ease, my pet." he said sincerely as he explained her situation to her, all the while while petting his cute new pet gone neko.

(Also, can I have a pic of what she looks like?)
 
Christina trembled slightly upon those words, her tail absently flicking back and forth as her ears went back for a few moments. She was still slightly afraid and tremors ran through her body, but she knew that she couldn't do anything about her current state now. She couldn't as much as talk anymore and then her ears went forward. Her attention span was also as limited as a cat's and soon her fear was forgotten as he kept talking and petting her. The frightened mews became purrs as he pet and spoke to her and her fear faded as she rubbed her head up against his hand. Though, she still couldn't see so she had to rely on her sense of feel to feel his hand and judge where he was.
 
He smiled as she stopped shaking and gave her a soft kiss on the forehead, saying "That's a good girl. You are proving to be an EXCELLENT pet. I am DIFFIDENTLY going to keep you, my cute and lovely pet." knowing how much she was loving this praise as he scratched her ear. That was another affect of the drug. ANY praise, or even words would be loved by the receiver. And if he told her she was something, in a few days, she would completely belive it. She would be a good pet on her own, but the drug made her the PERFECT pet. However, it only works if the subject wants to be the pet for a person, so that was why he needed her to want it. But there was something else.....

"Now, your master feels like playing with your body now. Do you mind?" he asked as he pinched her nipples a bit hard, knowing that she would like it as the drug turned her into one. And if she was already one? She would just love this more. "Shake your head yes or no, my little kitty."
 
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