Dan’s place becomes an abode of the Sex Gods. His mother asks questions.
Based on a post by DustinMidnight, in 9 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
Dan eventually clocked out and drove home. He didn’t feel tired at all. Hell, he felt as though he could run a marathon. He had a feeling it had something to do with Annabelle.
He carefully parked his car in the parking garage, then he headed off towards his apartment building. He shuffled along and watched some of the neighborhood kids running around, even with it being so cold. They ran around like madmen, jackets covering them as they had fun. Dan smiled as he remembered himself as a young boy, not a care in the world, catching fireflies.
He shook his head as he enjoyed this moment of near-silence. Working around loud machines made him appreciate silence just a bit more, even with kids laughing in the background.
He turned and walked inside the building, going up the stairs and into his apartment He walked in and immediately noticed that it seemed bigger. He happened to look up towards the ceiling first, realizing that it was so high he could barely see it.
“What the…? Annabelle!” he called out, his voice echoing off into the distance. There was no answer. He let out a long sigh as he began walking in. He’d question her about the situation later
Aside from the ceiling height, the apartment itself seemed bigger. It felt as though he was standing in a mansion that contained most of his old stuff. A few things had been replaced, though, like his lumpy old couch that was nowhere to be seen; a new leather sofa sat in its place. The carpet was gone, apparently replaced with oak wood flooring.
“This is just weird,” he muttered. He looked over towards the kitchen and saw it was much bigger, with brand-new appliances. He shook his head and decided to just head to bed. For all Dan knew, this was all still just a dream. He turned around, and that was when he saw it.
It was that cat. The same cat that seemed to own the sidewalk this morning. That cat was looking at him, and he shook his head.
“No, it can’t be the same cat. That one was black. You’re grayer.” It reminded him of Tom from Tom and Jerry.
“How did you get in here?” he asked, as he started leaning down to pick it up. It actually answered him, responding, “I walked through the door, boy, or are you just that stupid?” in the voice of a female with an exotic accent. “Holy shit, a talking cat!” He stopped himself just before he kicked the cat away from the shock of it. The cat just laughed,
“Why, of course I can talk. How else are we having a conversation Oh, wait, no, we’re reading each other’s minds, right? Heh, you poor humans.” The cat seemed to smirk as Dan eyed her. He was far annoyed by this now. The cat might be a cat, but it was acting like an ass.
“OK, smart ass, what are you and where did you come from?”
“Nowhere special! I’m just your friendly, lovably pur; fect kittycat.” The cat let out a little meow, swishing her tail slightly as she rolled on her back to reveal her furry belly. Dan wasn’t sure if it was trying to tease him or something else, but it clearly failed.
“OK, cat, well, have you seen Annabelle?” With her R’s rolling into purrs, the cat replied, “Hmm, she’s somewhere around here. She could be going off to the strip club. The girl needs to hear her prayers. Though why don’t you relax?” It kept smirking.
“Oh, Dan, it’s good to see you,” came Annabelle’s voice. Suddenly, walking out of a wall as if it were nothing, Annabelle appeared with a smile. She was wearing one of Dan’s T-shirts and a pair of pants that fit very snugly around her hips.
“It’s good to see you… OK, what did you do to my apartment, and who’s the talking cat?” He pointed toward the feline, and Annabelle smirked.
“Oh, that’s Bast, and as for the apartment, I figured we’d need a little extra room. I made the space bigger overall and added an extra room or two for us. Had to call in a favor from the god of houses, but he really came through.” She giggled. Dan was a bit dumbfounded. There was a god of houses?
He turned over and looked at the cat. He knew he’d heard the name Bast before, but he just couldn’t remember where
“You’re Bast, Bast the cat?” he asked. The cat had rolled back over and looked annoyed at being interrupted while licking a paw.
“I am Bastet the cat goddess,” she said icily. It was then she began morphing, a soft shimmering light wrapping around her as she began growing bigger. Dan was imagining that she was going to turn into a lion, yet suddenly up on all fours was a woman — no, she was more than that. She had the body of a woman with brownish skin, but the head of a cat, including a muzzle and ears. She brought herself up to stand on her two feet, staring at him with the same green eyes and that confident smile.
“But my friends do call me Bast. Now, where’s the milk?”
Chapter 3
Bast got her milk after Dan raced to the kitchen to get some. When he returned, the cat-headed goddess smirked again.
“Finally. It took you long enough.” She took the glass Dan offered and began by taking a long hearty drink of the white liquid, swallowing until it was halfway gone. She pulled back, licking her maw with her cat’s tongue and put the glass on a nearby table.
“Well, since that’s taken care of, I have a question for you, Bast,” Dan said, taking a deep breath. Bast nodded at him, signaling him to go on, though Dan thought she wasn’t giving him her full attention.
“What are you doing at my apartment?” Not that it seemed like “my apartment” at this point. The interior was nearly unrecognizable, to the point that it seemed like a maze.
“I wanted to check up on Annabelle. I heard she had gotten married, but she didn’t invite me to the wedding. So I wanted to see who she was hitched to. Then I find out it’s a mortal.” She looked over to Annabelle, who blushed slightly, maybe even having a twinge of guilt.
“I’m sorry, Bastet. It just happened. I’m so sorry, and, Bast, is there anything I can do to make you feel better?” Annabelle suddenly ran towards the cat goddess, giving her a great big hug. Bast looked shocked, her tail straightening, her ears popping forward, and a wild expression on her face.
“It’s fine, but please stop! You’re overloading me with lust magic!” She gasped hard, her tongue sticking out as she moaned and groaned. Annabelle pulled back suddenly from that as she cupped her hands to her face.
“Oh, dear, again, so sorry, Bast, just got a little excited, and you know how lust magic is. It’s unpredictable.” She laughed at that, while Dan looked confused. He shook his head. He didn’t bother asking. His head was already hurting slightly from the whole situation.
“It’s fine, Annabelle, relax,” said Bast. “I just wanted to make sure you’re all right. You know how goddesses can end up when they marry a mortal.” She patted her friend’s head. It was clear that Bast’s mood had changed from “confident queen” to “relaxed friend.”
“It’s fine. It’s not like what’s happened with those other gods. I agreed of my own free will.” She smiled. Dan raised an eyebrow again. This just raised more questions.
“Well, good, I can get home. I have to get back to my host family. Those children, I swear, if I’m not around, would somehow set a lake on fire.” With that, Bast transformed back into her full cat form before walking over towards Dan.
“Listen here, boy, just because you managed to seduce and get married to my friend, it means nothing. If you hurt her, I will play with you like a ball of string. If you make her cry, I will turn you into that ball.” With that, the front door opened, and the cat goddess strutted out, her tail swishing as she rubbed onto the door for a second. Then she vanished without a trace.
“Well, that was something,” Dan grunted. A cat goddess had just threatened him. That would be in the top ten of weirdness for his life. He’d have to give it another twenty minutes to see what happens, though.
“Yeah, Bast can be a little… much, but she means well. She has been a great friend, but sadly she’s not one of the lucky gods.”
“Lucky gods? What does that mean.”
“Gods need worship, It’s how we sustain our powers. You mortals might not realize we need you as much as you need us. Bast was the goddess of cats and guardian of the children, though when they stopped worshipping her, she had to improvise in a way that people give her attention to remember her. It’s easier for a death god or even a lust goddess to gain worshippers or followers. But for others like her, it can be troublesome.” Annabelle looked sad for a minute, and Dan felt a small pang in his heart.
“I guess it’s difficult to be a god.”
“It can be, but as I said, I’m one of the more lucky ones. My duality lets me be worshipped without them realizing it. Just performing an action, and being admired by those who watch me, can give me strength.” She smiled as she leaned against the wall.
“Well, that’s something. Though how does Bast get her worshippers?”
“From what she’s told me, and I quote, ‘By the gods, I’m surviving ‘cause of them damn furries jacking off to pictures of big-boobed anthro cats! I’ve fallen so far! In….