A mix of relief and worry crosses the faces of the catgirl twins at your words. They exhale slowly, their bodies still tense from the memories of their ordeal.

"Thank you, Master," they say in unison. "We appreciate your mercy." They lower their heads once more, their hands still bound behind them, as they await further instruction.

The two women hesitate for a moment, glancing at each other before slowly approaching you. As they come within reach, they kneel down beside the chair, their heads bowed respectfully.

"What would you have us do, Master?" Cecilia asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Amelia's heart hammered in her chest as she slowly sat up, blinking in confusion at her surroundings. It was Eric's house, but how...? As if sensing her uncertainty, he appeared in the doorway, concern etched into his features.

"Are you okay, Amelia?" he asked softly, stepping closer to her. "Those guys are dead now, so there's nothing to fear."

She hesitated, unsure if this man before her was truly Eric or just a haunting memory.

The image of him falling, lifeless, after the gunshot echoed in her mind. Yet here he stood, alive and well. A wave of relief washed over Amelia, followed by a surge of overwhelming questions. How? Why? Was he somehow... revived?

"But..." she stammered, struggling to find the words. "I saw you... I saw you get shot!" The memory was too vivid, too real to be dismissed.

Eric knelt beside her, gently taking her hands in his. "I know it looked bad, sweetheart," he said, his voice husky with emotion.

Amelia glances at Cecilia nervously before looking back up at their master with pleading eyes. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Can...can you show us?" She reaches out to touch him again, her fingers trembling as they brush against his chest.

Her heart is racing, her body aching for the feeling of his skin against hers. The anticipation and uncertainty are driving her wild, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else.

Cecilia watches in awe as their master reveals himself, her eyes wide with wonder at the sight of his bare skin and a thick trail of precum in his pubic hair. She feels her own body responding to the sight, growing wetter between her legs with each passing second.

She instinctively starts to drool.

Cecilia gasps and moans around your cock, biting her lip as she tries to answer through the haze of pleasure clouding her mind. "Y-Yes..." She manages to whisper hoarsely before arching further into you, the sensation so intense it borders on painful. Her eyes roll back in her head and tears stream down her face as she comes hard around your shaft.

Amelia watches with a mix of horror and fascination as her sister's body is claimed by yours.

Cecilia whimpers as her body tenses up in anticipation, still feeling the aftereffects of her own orgasm. "H-Hold on..." she whispers shakily, her voice barely audible over their labored breathing and the sounds of skin slapping against skin.

Cecilia pads closer to the meat, sniffing it cautiously. "Meow?" she calls out to Amelia with a questioning tilt of her head.

Amelia saunters over, bumping her nose against the offering before glancing up at the note. "Mrow!" she exclaims, her tail swishing agitatedly as she tries to make sense of the words.

**

Cecilia and Amelia stroll through a forest, the sunlight filtering down through the leafy canopy above. Their fur glows in the soft light, their movements graceful and confident as they follow their instincts.

"Do you think he's really gone, sis?" Cecilia asks quietly, her voice laced with concern. "I miss him sometimes."

Amelia glances over at her sister before looking ahead again. "I don't know, Cecilia. But we have each other now.

You explain that you'll make sure they're well taken care of during this process, and even afterward if they wish it. This seems to ease their minds somewhat, though they remain nervous about being separated from each other again. Eventually, with some reassurance from you, they agree to go through with the breeding plan as long as they can stay together until after the babies are born.

The two sisters exchange one last look before slowly nodding in agreement, resigned to the fact that this is for the best but still feeling a pang of sadness deep down inside. As you lead them over to meet their new mates, you can't help but feel grateful for having had the chance to care for these incredible creatures and form such a strong bond with them despite coming from such a troubled background.