Summary:

Kyle, a teenage boy living a quiet and uneventful life, suddenly finds himself responsible for caring for a strange cat he rescued off the streets.
But this cat is no ordinary animal... she’s a seductive, otherworldly creature who transforms into a stunning girl with feline ears and sharp little fangs — her name is Misa. Kyle lives alone.

To Misa, Kyle isn’t just her "master."
He’s her prey, her possession — something she refuses to let anyone else touch.
She follows him everywhere, sleeps in his bed, bites him with playful yet brazen affection, curls up in his lap without warning, and shamelessly licks his neck and ears whenever the mood strikes.

Her primal instincts are getting harder to control… and with them, her wild, carnal desires.

This isn't a simple bond between a master and his pet.
It’s a dangerous descent into instinct, lust, and deadly obsession.

Between fierce jealousy, heated teasing, and untamed scenes of passion — will Kyle be able to tame the cat who knows no boundaries?
Or will he lose himself to her completely?

My Master's Kitten

I was asleep. Peaceful. Deep in a nice dream...

Then suddenly—something strange woke me up.

Something slowly sliding... up my stomach...

I opened my eyes — slowly — and saw her.

Crawling over me like smoke... or a seductive curse in the shape of a woman.

Her hair fell over her shoulders, and as usual, she was wearing my shirt — barely buttoned, naturally.

she whispered with that lazy, sultry voice of hers.

I said, trying to understand if I was still dreaming — or stuck in a very soft nightmare.

Instead, she slowly opened her mouth...

Then—without kissing—dragged her lips over mine... like she was savoring the torment.

she arched her back above me, tail curling gently around my leg like a silk rope.

"I read something interesting in your book about the male body..."

Then — she smiled that devilish, feline grin.

she said, pressing a single finger low on my stomach — slowly...

she started moving in a lazy, circular motion — like she was toying with some magical button.

"You're breathing fast, Kyle... are you sick?"

she asked, with that dangerously fake innocence, crawling until her face was directly in front of mine.

"Or maybe... you just like what I'm doing?"

Then — without warning — she nibbled my lower lip.

Lifted her legs, straddled my waist like it was her throne, and declared:

I screamed — face buried deep into my pillow.

"I'm just helping you relax, Master..."

she murmured as she laid flat on top of me, resting her ear over my chest... and closed her eyes.

"Why is my life turning into a lewd anime?"

Who Said a Cat Can’t Seduce?