Kitty | TRACOB

Prologue

When Troye was a young neko he was very playful, like any young kitten should be. He would spend hours rolling around the floor with his litter mates and the other kitties from around the breeding facility, playing with the toys supplied or just pouncing on each other. Their mothers watched on lovingly, gently helping the kittens out when they needed it.

But like all pets, the time came for them to be sold. He was packed up with the other three kittens from his litter and sent off to Darcy's Pet Supply. There life was different. They had many more standards to live up to, such as making sure they were always completely hairless, aside from the fluff on their ears and tails and the hair on their heads. They had to wear bows around their necks to make themselves more appealing. They always had to be perfectly groomed and behaved. They were sent to the trainers every other night, making sure that the kittens all had the best manners. There were very important rules, such as pets belong on the floor, they must sleep in cages, and they only speak if spoken to. They were easy enough to live by, most of them their mother had taught them before they were shipped off.

They learned different poses and commands. They were colour trained. They were all warned that when they were sold their names might change, so to make sure they are ready to get commands from a different master or mistress and to be ready to listen promptly.

A few months after getting to the shop, Troye was purchased. The man who bought him thought he was pretty, with the pink satin bow around his neck with a little silver bow like his sisters instead of the blue ribbons with going bells his brothers had. He had more feminine features, from his tiny hands to his big blue eyes. The man payed a lot of money for the young virgin, along with buying him a collar and a set of bowls. He put him into the truck and drove him home, the kitty shaking slightly in fear of being without his siblings. It had been long enough he was getting used to not having his mom around, but now he wanted her.

"I think I'm going to leave your name as is," the man said. "It suits you."

Troye nodded, staring out the window silently. He was brought to a big house. The man sure seemed rich. The grounds seemed to stretch on forever, and seemed to have so many activities. Troye's nose wiggled slightly like it always did when he was curious as his new master clipped a thin pastel purple cat leash to his matching collar and led him up the path to his new home.

The neko was surprised to see many other nekos running around the house when he went in, either pretty boys like him or long haired females. None of them had clothes on except for the odd few, but Troye was used to that. His ears turned to the sides nervously as he looked around, a lot of the hybrids turning to look at him with curious eyes.

A green eyes neko with honey brown fur and a green collar wandered over, sniffing at Troye curiously. "Who's this?" he asked the man holding Troye's leash.

"Well go on then," the man said. "Introduce yourself."

"M-my name is Troye," Troye said quietly. "With an e on the end."

"That's a pretty name," the green eyed neko commented, flicking his tail so it touched the man. "My name is Connor. With two o's."

"And I'm Tyler," the man said. "But I will expect you to respond to me as master. We will be going over the rules shortly, Connor here will keep an eye on you and show you to your cage."

"Yes Master," Troye said, following Connor once his leash was taken off.

"You will be staying in here," Connor said, showing Troye a cage that had a fluffy purple blanket on the bottom of it and a tiny water dish. It looked nice, even better than the one at the shop. "You will sleep in here and be punished in here, but Tyler likes us to be up when we aren't at work so we are socializing."

"W-work?" Troye asked confused. The trainers said they wouldn't be working, that the owners would be providing for them.

"Tyler will explain," Connor replied. "Breakfast is served in the dining room to the right of the main hall downstairs, your bowls will be near mine and lined with the same shade of purple your other things will be. Your name will also be carved into the bowls and on a plaque above them. Playtime is almost all afternoon, and you can go around the fenced area of the yard.

"The morning is spent getting ready for the day and completing the one task Tyler will give you. In the evening at seven p.m. on some nights Tyler will be driving you to work, and you will get home around two or three in the morning.

"I suggest you find some friends other wise you'll be pretty lonely. Anyways, I suppose we'd better go meet up with Tyler."

Troye nodded silently and followed Connor up a third flight of stairs and then a fourth, following him down the hallway there. His chocolate coloured tail swished as he stood behind Connor, hoping for some instruction. "On your knees when we go in," Connor whispered. "You're just a pet, he is human, therefore more important than us. Respect is key if you want to get anywhere around here."

"Okay," Troye said quietly, doing as Connor said and crawling in behind him, coming to sit before Tyler with a slight blush covering his porcelain-like cheeks at the sight of the important man he was to address as his owner.

"Hello, my kittens. I suppose we'd better get explaining about your job, yeah?"

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Here I go again someone stop me

-Sarah

Inspired by TronnorSmut 's 'Daddy's Pet' and the anime Cat Planet Cuties (which has nudity so watch out lmao). So yeah. Cool. Okay. Bye.