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Catnip

(2015)
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A cat-woman doll found at a garage sale reveals a lonely woman's magical destiny...
Note: This 5000-word short story was previously published as part of the SHE SHIFTERS anthology. It may be short in length, but it's not short in passion!

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Excerpt:

Mallory set "Miss Kitty" on the bookshelf beside her computer. She'd brushed away as much dust as she could before sponging away the grime. She'd reattached the tail with tiny stitches.

While she'd worked, she'd admired the craftsmanship of the strange little doll. The fur suit was seamless and molded to the figure. The small face wasn't hard plastic, but something softer, with the texture of real skin. The lips, with their cat's cleft at the center, were parted with a row of individually attached teeth beneath them. She'd stroked her thumbnail over the soft lashes surrounding those shining eyes--each lash appeared to be embedded in the lids.

Perhaps there was more to the doll than what she'd originally believed. Promising herself to do a little Internet search in the morning, she turned off the bedroom light and climbed into bed.

Her head no sooner hit the pillow than she heard something drop to the floor. The sound was soft, but solid.

She sighed and reached to turn on the bedside lamp. Glancing in the direction of the sound, she scanned the floor, but found nothing out of place. Only mildly perturbed, Mallory reached for the light then paused. Her gaze flicked to the bookcase. Her new doll wasn't on the shelf where she'd placed it.

Dammit. She'd never sleep until it was back where it belonged. She crawled from the bed and searched the floor beneath the shelf. Nothing. She pulled out her desk chair to see if it had somehow tumbled beneath her desk. "Weird," she said under her breath as she pushed the chair back into place.

A skittering sounded in the closet beside the shelf, and her heart rate accelerated. "What the hell?" The sound was too small to be a hidden intruder. Wary, she approached the closet. The door was open only a crack. Did she have a mouse? The mystery over the doll was forgotten as she worried how she'd trap it. Inching the door open, she reached inside for the string attached to the lamp on the ceiling.

A loud thump came from the back of the closet, and Mallory jumped back. Too freaking big to be a mouse. Fuck! She backed up two steps, and then ran for the bedroom door.

Before she'd gone three steps, something pounced on her back, taking her to the carpet. Hands wrapped around her wrists, pinning them to the floor. Mallory bucked, panic making her breaths come in short, shallow sobs.

"Don't be afraid," purred a feminine voice from right beside her ear.

The raspy quality of the voice caressed nerves Mallory chose to ignore. "Get off me," she ground out.

"I think I'll stay here for a moment. I don't want you bolting again, because I wouldn't like to hurt you. You smell good."

"What the fuck were you doing in my closet? What do you want?"

The body covering her back resettled, curves molding to Mallory's. "I'm not sure why I'm here. Are you a witch?" The woman's hips undulated, grinding against Mallory's ass.

Which made it very hard to think. "Am I a wha--"

A snarl sounded. "Just shut up a second. I can't think." A rumbling purr vibrated against her, growing louder as the woman on her back nuzzled her neck.

"What are you doing?" Mallory asked in a very small voice, wondering if she was going to be raped by the woman and why that thought didn't terrify her more.

"Mmm... I'm doing what I couldn't when you groomed me."


Kindle Editions

March 2015 : USA, Australia, Canada, UK Kindle edition
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Title: Catnip (a lesbian paranormal short story)
Author(s): Delilah Devlin
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