Soft Kitty Warm Kitty

Izzy didn't respond verbally. She wasn't ready to leave her kitten-trance just yet, not until Paige made her, and there was no reason either one of them could think of right then for that. But she let out a musical purr and cuddled up to her Owner, giving Paige a long, slow blink before kneading the mattress a little and settling down. Her eyes slowly closed as the exhaustion of sex warred with the urge to groom herself clean, but there was no question which was stronger right now. She was a kitty, after all. And cats slept a lot.

The last thing Izzy remembered hearing before her mind sank into slumber was the sound of her own purring as Paige petted her to sleep.

THE END