What the hell is this?

“MFFFFUUUFFM!” Drool dripped down my chin as I struggled to spit out the apple.

Did she just say… mom?!

I craned my neck to get a good look at the woman. Andromeda unflinchingly readjusted, pushing her knee into my cat balls in response to my shimmying.

I mentally gritted my teeth and held back a grunt, or was it a moan? Either way I'm not giving the bitch an ounce of satisfaction.

Speaking of, she DID appear to look extremely unsatisfied already. Her imperious demeanor was replaced with one of scowling indignation.

I darted my eyes to the other woman. She moved across the room with a smooth elegance, playfully swaying as she approached, allowing her multilayered amethyst dress to dance and spin with a quiet subtlety.

Andromeda gave the toad a side eye. “How silly, Boggy. You neglected to tell me mommy woke up from her nap.”

The woman hummed wistfully. “Don't blame the frog, dear.”

Her hair was a deep dark black, but revealed emerald highlights as the light traced its silhouette. Some would say emerald doesn't really go with amethyst. Or would they? I have no fucking idea. I have stupid cat eyes. Colors don't work so good with em.

Her face was mature, yet glowing with life. It was hard to find any other word other than motherly. 

However, if these stupid cat eyes are good for one thing, it's picking up vague nonspecific details when something is a bit off. Beneath the surface, something unseeable, withered and writhed in agony and twisted pleasure.

A shiver shot down my body like a bolt of electricity. The cuck in the chair licked his froggy lips in satisfaction and whipped it in my direction. Must have thought I was enjoying something. Get me the hell out of here.

Andromeda payed it no mind. Staring daggers at her mother.

I didn't get to see mommy's face for long, for when she passed over me, this snail's eye perspective could only see underboob. And boy oh boy! Momma mia! Hotchy wow wow! If she's indeed Andromeda’s momma, Andromeda still has a ways to go to grow into that dress. And that's REALLY saying something.

Mommy dearest presented the tray to the perverted frog. Wait is he frog? Or was it a toad? Whatever. The bitch boy glanced back and forth between the tray and Andromeda pleadingly. 

“Come now Boggathan.” The woman said warmly. “Before they get cold.”

I felt Andromeda flinch at the sound of her voice, pushing harder on my man cat parts.

A musky moan escaped my throat into the apple. Andromeda slapped the top of my head, but didn't change position. As if any of this was my fault.

“Don't worry Andromeda sweety. I'll leave you two soon. I just wanted to make sure little Boggy here had a snacky so he isn't just sitting around.” She continued to look warmly at Boggy. But her voice became slightly more stern as she added, “being stuck on the sidelines can drive someone mad.”

It felt pointed, and not at perv frog.

Andromeda scoffed and waved allowingly in Boggys direction.

The slimy freak, “toad smiled” and slapped his belly with excitement while making monkey noises. He grabbed a handful of cookies and slapped them into his mouth. His cheeks ballooned. Then grabbed another handful and put them in his lap, for later I guess. The woman smiled proudly at the big baby bog boy.

“Are we done?” Andromeda said indifferently although I could tell she was uncomfortable. 

The woman stood up straight and finally turned to us. She glanced first at Andromeda and then me.

“No actually.” She said sweetly, lingering on me for a moment longer before flicking her eyes back to her daughter. “I seemed to have misplaced something.”

“Is it your lip filler?” Andromeda said dripping with condescension.

She clicked her tongue but maintained a warm expression. “Your sister.”

Archer! She's talking about Archer. That's enough evidence for me. She may be very hot and kinda scary, but she cares more about Archer than tits McGee.

“MmaaahhmmaaHHMMMMMMHM.” She needs to know. If Archer doesn't return this world will-

*SMACK*

Andromeda’s hand made contact with my cheek, it hurt like hell but the apple went flying. Now’s my chance. 

I opened my mouth to speak and, “Nya! Danger paws are nipping nya! We’re in big kitty twouble nya!”

I stared blankly at both women. What the hell did I just say? I tried again “Nya! Oopsie! I'm feewing a little shy Nya!”

My face went red. Andromeda looked down at me like I was filth and smirked slightly. A stupid schoolhouse hex. The slap must have done it. She put her finger to her lips with a satisfied look and with that my voice was completely gone.

She looked back at her mother “Gee mom. I dunno. Maybe she died?”

Her mother's smile broadened slightly. The hair on the back of my neck stood up. The lights in the room flickered. The satisfied smirk on Andromeda’s face broke slightly. I felt her tremble. Who was this woman?

“Okay then.” She began gliding back to the door. “I see you're in a playful mood.”

She stopped at the entrance. “If your little sister is off shirking her duties, that just means you need to pick up some slack.”

I craned my neck to see that the tray in her hands was now gone. Her mittens too. In her lacey black gloves she now presented a beautiful dark black knife. Perfect for piercing the skin and using blood to light some very specific cauldrons.

What is this woman thinking? Andromeda light the cauldrons? My eyes darted to Andromeda’s whose face was still displaying a defiant smirk. But her eyes were wide and wild which was puzzling.

“My airheaded daughters have really made quite a mess of things haven't they Boggathan?” The toad munched on cookies nervously. The woman's gaze remained fixed on Andromeda. 

Andromeda's expression remained unnaturally petrified as before. As if an invisible force stapled it in place but it was twitching unnaturally in protest. 

I know Andromeda's pretty insufferable. But even with her knees firmly smushing my balls I couldn't help but feel a teensy bit sorry for her. Her own mother vexing her face like this seemed a little cruel and unusual.

The light in the room appeared to diminish. As if it was trying to look away from the scene.

“You will light the last cauldron.” The woman said simply. “And you will collect your sister.” 

I felt something splash upon my face. It smelled like…I looked up to see Andromeda’s twisted expression, now with blood flowing from her lips. I was familiar with spells like this and it wasn't pretty. If not released in time, smirking Andromeda will surely bite off her own tongue.

The woman looked back at me. “And little kitty.” When she addressed me all my stress melted away. I knew this must be some kind of spell but I didn't care. This complicated world now seemed simple and lovely. I couldn't even feel the pain in my cat willy. A little giggle escaped my mouth as my head felt like it was filled with bubbles. The woman continued sweetly. Her voice felt amazing rattling around my brain. 

“You WILL go with her and keep her on track. I've wormed a little spell into your kitty brain. Thanks to that, when her first task is complete, the path to the realm you seek will become clear. Oh and I added a clause at the bottom. Stray too far from my daughter and your little cat brain will become scrambled eggs.” She glanced over and winked at Boggy who responded with a noddy.

She wasn't even talking to you toad. I thought to myself. But what a silly curse. “Hehe!”  As if my brains mattered. The only thing that mattered was- “Yes milady.” 

She smiled and I nearly melted.

“Good boy.” Her eyes flashed back to my captor. Andromeda began to shake more violently, forced to continue smirking. I could hear her moaning in discomfort. More blood pooling on my face. It smelled so lovely. Everything smelled lovely. 

“Really now. What is the obsession you silly girls have with exotic men?” She clicked her tongue.

Andromeda grunted in pain as a response. Her eyes filled with tears as her smirking lips betrayed her maximum level ouchy.

The lights suddenly scurried away with a finality, leaving only an empty void. The whole house seemed to shiver like a shrew. Pervy frog munch munched. Andromeda convulsed violently.

Through the darkness I could hear her mother's voice. “Now if you would be so kind.”

“WIPE THAT FUCKING SMIRK OFF YOUR FACE!!”

The lights returned as Andromeda rolled off me sputtering blood all over the floor. The woman was gone. Things suddenly didn't feel so lovely anymore.