Night in the Miyanoshita home was usually an exciting time. With all the harassment the family got from ghosts on a daily basis, how could it not be? Sure, tonight there hadn’t been any ghosts bothering them for nearly a week, but it was still scary, especially for the younger of the two siblings. Keiichirou Miyanoshita was barely old enough to even be going to school, much less fighting ghosts. He tried to sleep that night; he really did. But all of the excitement from the week before had him shaking with fear and even crying. He tried to hug a pillow and calm down, but that just made it worse. And asking his sister wouldn’t do him any good either. “Quit your damn whining and take a Xanax or something.” He muttered under his breath, imagining what she’d say. That was even if he could wake her up since she probably downed half a bottle on the way up to her bunk. “Stupid ghosts I hate ‘em…” While the little boy continued to whine and try to sleep, the family’s cat was getting ready to enjoy the night life. He heard the whimpering coming from the kid’s bed of course, but he couldn’t really give less of a shit. Except to mock the brat on his way out of course. “Not used to hearing this much crying outside of a virgin’s honeymoon.” He snickered while he made his way to the window. “Maybe if I’m lucky I’ll catch someone who yowls half as much as you.” The cat wiggled his ass and got ready to jump, but he was unexpectedly stopped just before making the leap by that needy brat grabbing his tail. The sudden intrusion sent him stumbling and smacking his chin on the ground. Once the dizziness wore off, it got him hissing too. Keiichirou didn’t notice. He just pulled his pet closer without thinking until the kitty was wrapped in an uncomfortably tight hug. “Can you sleep with me, Kaya?” The little boy was still crying, but just feeling his pet in his arms calmed him a little. Not enough to keep the tears and snot from landing on the cat’s head though. “Ugh. You may be a pussy, but you’re not really my type.” The cat struggled uselessly against the elementary schooler’s surprising strength. “And for the last time, I’m not your damn cat! I’m the great lord Amanojaku!” “When Kaya’s with me, I always have good dreams.” Keiichirou conspicuously ignored the kitty’s struggling and complaining as he stood up and dragged the helpless great lord back to his bunk. He was too sleepy to really pay attention to any of the complaining anyway, and the cat not wanting to be held was nothing new. So, he just laid down with Amanojaku without a second thought. Once he realized he couldn’t escape spooning the six-year-old, Amanojaku stopped struggling. The kid’s gay, cow-spotted pajamas were actually pretty comfortable anyway. “Never spooned a ghost, have you kid. I’m gonna give you the worst nightmares, nyeh.” He tried to sound intimidating. Even got his fangs out to snarl back at the kid. The damn brat had already fallen asleep by that point though. Passed out the moment he hit the bed. Being asleep didn’t loosen his grip though. He actually pulled the cat close enough to rub his snotty face right into the back of his fur. The feeling was enough to make Amanojaku sick. The warmth and fuzziness of the situation made him gag too. “You are so gonna be in for it when you wake up!” He growled and his tail flicked. “If I wasn’t stuck wearing this fursuit I’d be three times your size. Then we’d see who likes being manhandled.” With a sigh, he slumped against the kid’s grip. The thought was amusing. He wondered for just a moment if maybe he could still torture the little brat somehow. Sure, he was stuck playing housecat, but he still had just a little ghostly power over the brat’s fear. “Now there’s an idea.” His eyes sparkled with a ghostly glow. “Bet he won’t have any sweet dreams about his little kitty after that.” --- Keiichirou’s eyes opened to the sound of his cat snickering. At some point in the night, he had rolled over since he could feel Kaya on top of him. He couldn’t see anything though. Someone had pulled the curtains closed and left the room pitch black. “K-K-Kaya…” He was shivering when he reached up to pet the lump on his chest. Thankfully Kaya’s fur made him feel a little more comfortable. But then the cat opened his eyes. Somehow, they were shining clearly in the darkness, like the only light in the room. “Hey! Hands off, pervert!” Keiichiro yelped and pulled away when a claw scratched his hand. “You’ve manhandled this kitty enough for one night.” The eyes pulled closer, and the grade-schooler felt Kaya’s claws digging into his jammies. “I think it’s time the great Amanojaku got a turn jerking you around.” A lighting strike from outside punctuated Amanojaku’s statement and briefly outlined the cat’s form in the darkness. His head was right above Keiichirou’s, and suddenly the young boy felt very very small beneath him. The lighting strike even got him to shout. “Ama-k-ka-jak!” “Not too much, right? I thought it was a good touch.” Amanojaku’s smug grin shined brightly against the darkness. He made sure his fangs kept the same glow as his eyes. “Now get ready ‘cause we’re about to go full Alice in Wonderland! Smaller and smaller…” The cat snickered mercilessly, and with every second his smile went on, he seemed to get bigger and heavier. Keiichiro was sniveling the whole while, creating what the cat would have called a perfect harmony of fear with him. Soon, even his pajamas started to feel heavy around him, and he yelled for the cat to stop whatever he was up to. Though not much came out other than unintelligible babbling. The tears in his eyes should have made it harder to adjust to the dark, but the more he shrank and cried, the better he could see Amanojaku through the darkness. The ghost’s smug grin was completed by the powerful stance he struck. “There we go.” He hummed cheerfully as a paw reached over to cover Keiichirou’s body. It moved in slow motion, giving the little boy just enough time to scream, but not enough time to run. “I know it’s probably nothing new for you, but how about you tell me how it feels to be a pipsqueak?” His voice was booming, almost as terrifying as it had been when he was a big scary demon. “Go on, use your words.” “B-b-b-” Keiichiro tried to speak, but he was too scared to say anything. So, Amanojaku forced the issue, putting a bit of pressure on his prey and forcing him to yell. Amusingly for the cat and terrifyingly for the boy, all that came out was a strained, high-pitched squeak. Once that came out, dozens more followed as he tried to scream. It took him embarrassingly long to figure out why he was squeaking. The paw running over his face and belly took up too much of what little brain space he had. Once Amanojaku pulled the paw away though, he could finally notice the small snout in front of his face reflexively sniffing at the air, as well as the feeling of his much larger ears twitching. He wasn’t given much time to notice that though. Amanojaku’s paw pinned his new tail shortly, and every ounce of attention was sent to how sensitive it felt under the pressure of the cat’s weight. “Took you long enough to notice. Damn you are dense.” The cat snickered and leaned in closer to the new little mouse under his power. “Bet even a little retard like you can put together what’s next though, right? Cat, mouse? Pretty obvious right?” Amanojaku licked his fangs viciously, and Keiichirou started to fully panic. He couldn’t even squeak anymore he was so frozen. At least, most of his body was frozen. A few reflexes remained intact, specifically the ones that allowed him to piss himself in terror. What little remained of his will was used in a fruitless attempt to cover himself as his body quivered and let loose while the predator above him laughed. “Oh my stars! I’ve got you so scared!” Amanojaku laughed in delight and lifted the rodent off the ground just so he could watch even closer. Keiichirou didn’t even struggle. He just hung there still trying to cover himself as what was left of his dignity trickled out all over his body. “You have no idea how satisfying this is for me, you little rodent. I just might not even eat you, I’m so happy.” In spite of what he said, the cat continued to lick his lips as he stared. Still, for Keiichirou, that little reassurance Amanojaku gave him was all he could hold onto. So, he squeaked back and nodded wildly. With the energy back in his body, he was practically screaming at the cat as he cried for mercy. It was frankly adorable, though the part that Amanojaku enjoyed most was the fact that the little twerp kept covering himself, like a naked mouse was something special. That gave him a delightfully wicked idea. “Now don’t get me wrong. Just because I’m thinking about not eating you, doesn’t mean I’ll let a good mouse go to waste.” He chuckled and sat down, his tail flicking menacingly in the background. “I’m sure you don’t know shit about cats, but I should let you know that this little bedtime stint kept me from my chance at some nocturnal action and my hormones are going psycho! Since it’s your fault, I think I’ll let you do something about it.” Keiichirou nodded along without thinking. He didn’t really understand what the cat was asking for, or even some of the words he used. He knew that whatever Amanojaku was asking for would probably keep him alive though. He was even able to smile through the tears about it. “That’s a good toy.” Amanojaku licked his lips menacingly one more time in an attempt to wipe that smile from the little mouse’s face. Then, suddenly Keiichirou was spinning, having been flung into the air by the cat. When he landed, still dizzy, onto Amanojaku’s soft, black belly he let out another frightened squeak and reflexively held on. The ghost had no patience for that. “Go on! Get sucking!” A claw poking against his back got Keiichirou to open his eyes, though he didn’t really understand what the cat was asking him. So, he just squeaked out in complaint. All he could see through his dizziness was black and red. The red thing looked kind of pointy. “Oh Jesus, do I have to explain everything?” Suddenly, a push sent Keiichirou sliding across the belly and towards the big red tower. Once his nose finally pressed against it, the little mouse realized it was hard, but fleshy. And it stank. “Suck. My. Cock! Got it short stuff?” Keiichirou protested with a muffled squeak, but the claw on his back was really pushy, so he couldn’t say no for long. One more push got him to open his mouth and try to suck on the huge pillar of a cock. He couldn’t do a lot though. He ended up just rubbing his face against it and sort of licking at it. He was glad it tasted better than it smelled. Whatever he did, Amanojaku approved. The kid was awful, but the way he shivered against the cat’s dick was absolutely intoxicating. “There’s a good little snack. Keep going and I actually might keep you around longer.” He maneuvered his claw under the brat’s neck and lifted him a little higher, dragging that inexperienced little tongue along his cock until Keiichirou was standing. At this size, he was barely tall enough to reach the tip. “Now how about you work the head before I work your head off?” The mouse didn’t really understand or even hear the cat at this point. As scared as he was now, his ears were twitching, and his whole body felt hot. He just kept licking where he was pointed. Right now, that meant licking around the barbs and making his way slowly to the tip of the massive red dick. He hesitated a bit once he was dragged there, since it was way wetter and smellier than the rest of the dick. But eventually he gave in. The taste of the rest of the flesh had been salty. This was bitter, enough to almost make him gag. But he couldn’t stop, even as the taste brought even more tears to his eyes and made his body run even hotter. It made him feel strange too, in a twitchy gross way that centered around his crotch. He wanted to touch it, or maybe cover it since it kind of felt like he was going to pee again. Amanajoku’s pushing made that really hard though, since his hands were helping him stand and his crotch was pressed against the giant cock. Somehow, the cat knew what was happening. “Oh sweet Disney at a pride parade! Mickey’s enjoying this!” He laughed riotously at the thought. “Aren’t you just the most precious little queer. You’re gonna grow into a real leather queen one of these days, aren’t you?” His laughter turned into a snicker again as his claw poked a little harder. “If I let you grow up anyway. Let’s see you show off some talent before I decide.” Keiichiro still couldn’t pay much attention, but the cat’s dominant growling and the claw against his back was making the tingling below worse and worse. Some old reflex had him wrap his lips around the cat’s bitter tip and start sucking for comfort, but that made it worse too. He couldn’t stop it. As sick as he felt, he couldn’t say no, or fight back. His body wouldn’t let him even if he did somehow get the courage. So, he just kept sucking and licking. His body shook more and more each second. He even started humping and grasping at the cat’s big cock reflexively. Something in the back of his mind told him that would keep the heat off, but it just kept making it worse and worse. It finally got to the point that he felt like he would burst. And then, he did burst. His whole body quaked, and it felt like he wet himself again, but it felt so much more intense. His little dick pulsed wildly against the cat that was holding him. He shook and screamed on top of his cat’s cock, crying the whole while and grasping onto it for dear life. Moments later he was choking as the cock splashed out something even more bitter and slimy then before, throwing it down his throat and making him gag. “Ugh! Fuck yeah! Swallow it, you little slut!” He understood most of the order, and really did try, but there was so much that it just all ended up pouring out all over him. At the same time, he couldn’t let go. His little body had seized up entirely. So, the flood of wet, slimy, bitter cum washed over his tongue and down his tummy like a torrent that he couldn’t hope to stop. By the time it was finally over and the little brat was able to let go and fall onto his back, he was crying like a baby. Amanojaku couldn’t have that. “Ah, quiet down, you little whore.” He sighed and picked the mouse up by his tail again. Keiichirou was almost completely limp when he did this time. He just cried and tried to wipe the tears and cum futilely out of his eyes. “Don’t be such a baby. It’ll be over with soon.” Keiichirou complained in some nonsensical babbling. He wanted to call the ghost a bastard, or a whore, or a slut. But all he could do was cry. He could barely even look at the cat through the tears. He only barely noticed he was licking his fangs again. “Yeah yeah, I’m a jerk, you’re just a little kid.” Amanojaku mocked his prey one more time. Sadly, the fun had been wrung out of the little brat. “You knew who I was the whole time, you saucy little slut.” He laughed and lifted the boy higher, closer to his face. He reveled a bit when terror once more struck the kid’s eyes. “And I bet you knew how it’d end too, you salty little snack.” He snarled at the mouse once more, then, he opened his mouth wide. Keiichirou had just enough time for one more scream before he was dropped, and the darkness closed in on him. --- “Aaaah!” The scream was so loud it shook the bunk bed. And the kid’s thrashing nearly sent the cat sitting on his chest flying. Of course, Amanojaku had a pretty good grip on the brat now. So, he just dug his claws in and hung on, savoring the little boy’s thrashing. “Hehe, how’s that for a nightmare, you little shit.” He giggled. Keiichirou didn’t quite wake up. The cat took the little signal of thrashing and screaming as the moment of climax, so he didn’t need to push it farther. He just enjoyed the little brat’s o-face while he slept. Eventually, he settled back into a restless sort of tossing and turning. Off to a dream of being digested perhaps? Or maybe just some unknown fear. Amanojaku didn’t care past this point. He’d had his fun. He was curious about the job he’d done though. “Heh wonder if I made him piss himself for real.” Snickering, he turned away from the brat’s face and down to his crotch. Sure enough, there was a telltale stain in his stupid cow-jammies. Though, it wasn’t quite as big as the cat might have hoped. And it didn’t smell like piss. “Oh you have got to be kidding me?” Curious, he moved and gave it the slightest touch. Sure enough, it was warm and sticky. “Damn, think I did such a good job I made him hit puberty early.” The cat laughed to himself then, curiously pondering the stain. Embarrassingly, his own hormones actually were pretty desperately out of whack right now thanks to his damn fursuit. Seeing that even the kid could get off made him even more frustrated than before. “Damnit, can’t believe I’m doing this, but if the bitch left me hanging, what can you do?” He groaned and turned back to make sure the little slut was still asleep. Once he was sure, he gave into the weakness, leaned down to his own crotch and started licking. --- The next night involved the same uncomfortable tossing and turning. There was still no getting used to the whole ghost hunting routine for Keiichirou. His sister scolding him for messing up his favorite pajamas hadn’t helped either. He barely remembered the previous night, just being scared and having Kaya with him. So, when he went to bed this time. He brought the cat right away. To his surprise, Amanojaku didn’t struggle. Though he just thought it might have been because he used the right name. He even said it before he fell asleep this time. “Thank you for sleeping with me, Amanoku…” The cat snuggled in deeper after that. Surprisingly ready to be held this time. Though he snarked back at the brat, as usual, as his eyes started to take on a bit of an unnatural glow. “No problem kid, but this time, you better be putting out for me, got it.” Completely unaware and already half asleep, Keiichirou just nodded and snuggled in closer, not even caring about the weird feeling poking him from his favorite kitty’s crotch. “You got it… whatever that means…”