The Little Kittens of Howling Hills (for Sadao)

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Early one afternoon in Howling-Hills, a small town populated entirely by wolves that neighboured an expansive forest, Mr and Mrs Silver sat comfortably in their living room, with Mr Silver in his armchair beside the fire, casually reading his newspaper and Mrs Silver sat on the sofa quietly knitting, both smiling to themselves as they awaited the arrival of a very important delivery. You see, the grey wolf anthros had recently gone to the process of adopting a child, that they expected to be arriving any minute now. However, the little girl they had adopted wasn't another wolf like them, it was a little cat girl, that had been sent to Howling-Hills from the orphanage of the cat village located on the other side of the forest, alongside all of the other orphan cat girls.

This peculiar arrangement had begun twenty years ago, when the cat village began experiencing a massive surge in overpopulation, no longer possessing the resources to sustain their uncontrollable numbers. However, after a meeting held between the leaders of both the cat village and the wolf town, an alternative solution was proposed to help resolve the cat village's population issue. Due to the fact that the cat village had significantly more female children than male children, it was decided that all cat girls without parents or legal guardians up to the age of twelve should be sent to Howling-Hills, where the residents would be able to adopt these young kittens into their own families.

Whilst the idea was seen as a little unorthodox, both villages soon agreed, putting the 'Kittens-Cradle Act' into law, requiring all cat girls living in an orphanage to be sent off to Howling-Hills, where they would be placed in a 'Kitten-Cradle' (special orphanages created by the wolves to house the cat girls) to await adoption by a wolf family. Funnily enough, this was a huge hit with the residents of Howling-Hills, with it taking only a couple of months for nearly every home in the town to have at least one little cat girl. However, it was also quickly discovered that many of the little cat girls had a bit of a naughty streak, usually getting up to all kinds of mischief without the watchful eye of their new parents. As such, the wolves decided to employ an old fashioned, but effective method of discipline, wherein every time their little kittens misbehaved in even the slightest way, they would find themselves across the wolves laps, getting a good, firm smacked bottom to teach them to behave.

Whilst this initially began as just a punishment, the wolves soon discovered that they enjoyed smacking their little kittens bottoms, as the sight of a little cat girls across their laps getting her bum slowly reddened was an adorable sight, prompting them to start giving the kittens morning and bedtime spankings, for when they woke up, and just before they were tucked into bed. However, this past-time soon expanded out into almost every aspect of wolf society, with it being impossible to walk three feet outside without seeing a wolf merrily 'punishing' their little cat girl, as well as nearly every wolf establishment beginning to employ a 'smacking' theme, including naughty kitten parks, naughty kitten diners, and most prominently, naughty kitten clothes stores, with numerous articles of clothing being made and based around the idea that their wearer would soon find themselves across their parents knee.

With this trend continuing to grow more and more each day, it soon became clear to Mr and Mrs Silver that they were the only wolves in town without a little kitten of their own, prompting them to take action. As such, they spent several weeks reading up on how to properly care for a little cat girl, as well as acquiring all the necessary equipment, such as clothes, toys and punishment implements. Finally, the moment had arrived, with Mr and Mrs Silver going onto the 'Kitten Cradle' website to make their adoption, looking through the profile of each cat girl that was currently living at a Kitten-Cradle. However, it didn't take them long to make up their mind, as their attention was quickly drawn to the profile of what had to be, the cutest little kitten either of them had ever seen in their life. She was a small thing, with reddish tabby fur, white paws (as well as a white tip on the end of her tail and a white underbelly that went from her chest to her little bum) and bright baby blue eyes, that beguiled both an innocent, and mischievous personality. On top of this, the girl had an adorable, round little bottom, that Mr and Mrs Silver were sure would be a joy to smack. According to her profile, the child was six years old, and had been moved to Howling-Hills not too long after her birth, where she had spent her entire life in a Kitten-Cradle, awaiting a loving family to adopt her.

Not wanting to waste another moment and risk another wolf adopting her, Mr and Mrs Silver quickly adopted the girl, before being asked what they would like her to be delivered in. After a moment of thought and discussion, they settled on a cute little light blue baby doll dress, complete with a little light blue bow tied around the end of her tail. On top of this, they also requested that the kitten be sent in a matching pair of light blue knickers, which had the words 'naughty kitty' written across the seat. After filling that out, they were given a message which informed him that their kitten would be delivered in two days time, in which time she would be bathed, pampered, dressed and prepared for her new life as Mr and Mrs Silver's kitten.

Sure enough, the next two days went by fairly quickly, with Mr and Mrs Silver eagerly awaiting the arrival of their little kitten, as they couldn't wait to meet the little cat girl in person.

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Molly, the little kitten Mr and Mrs Silver were waiting for to arrive at their home, had been all but happy upon hearing that she'd been adopted. Ever since she could remember she'd been living in a Kitten-Cradle and she had gotten used to it. She had plenty of friends there and most of the time got away with any mischief she was causing due to the fact that not every misdeed of her was noted. She could do as she pleased, which was a good thing since her curiousity often drew her out into the nearby forest where she would play and explore the area.

But now that she had been adopted such times would come to an end. She wasn't a daft child, by any means. She knew very well that with parents it would be way harder to cause mischief without being caught. Needless to say that that would also mean that her time over someone's lap would greatly increase. At the orphanage she'd been happy that due to the many other cat girls around there, she was able to misbehave with anyone being none the wiser. But with parents watching her every move, chances were that they wouldn't hesitate punishing her. Not only because they thought she deserved it but also because they simply thought such a treatment fun.

Molly wrinkled her nose at the very thought. She wanted to keep her freedom and independence after all. So it was no wonder that she'd put up a fuss as she was prepared for leaving the orphanage this evening. She had refused to let anyone touch her and as a result it had been impossible to bathed her. All that could been done was to dress her in the way Mr and Mrs Silver had inquired but that had been all.

And poor Mr Grey, who had been the unfortunate to take the kitten to her new parents, had been quite close to lose his patience with the little girl. She had tried to run from him all the while as they walked up to Mr and Mrs Silvers home. Eventually, though, they reach it and with his heavy paw Mr Grey knocked on the door while he held Molly firm at the collar of her dress to make sure she wouldn't go anywhere.

Once the door was opened, Mr Grey smiled happily. "Good evening," he greeted, "I think I have something you're already waiting for in anticipation." He let go of Molly then and gave her a little nudge toward her new parents home. "Why don't you say hello to your new Mama and Papa, Molly?," he suggested, only to have the kitten poke out her tongue at him and turn her back to Mr and Mrs Silver. "I'm sorry," Mr Grey apologized, "Apparently she needs a little time to accept the fact of leaving the Kitten-Cradle. In fact, she's even been stubborn enough to manage to get out of her bath time," he explained.

At that Molly hissed and gave him a dark look. "I'm not being stubborn, I just don't like stupid water and I don't like being here!," she declared, finally looking up at her new parents, only to make a face and stick her tongue out at them as well. "You better take me home again right now!," she demanded, crossing her arms over her little chest.

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Hearing the knock coming from their front door, Mr and Mrs Silver looked at each other and smiled, getting up from their respective seats before walking over to the front door and opening it up, happily greeting the wolf on their front step before turning their attention to the little cat girl he had by his side.

Much to their delight, the kitten was even more adorable in person, looking positively precious as she stood there in her little baby doll dress, with Mr and Mrs Silver also noticing the little bow at the end of her tail. It also quickly caught Mr and Mrs Silvers attention that the cat girl was being held by the collar of her dress, prompting them to assume that she had a rather prominent naughty streak.

This guess was soon confirmed when the cat girl stuck out her tongue at them, with the girls behaviour prompting a chuckle from both of them. Funnily enough, no wolf ever responded angrily to their kittens naughty behaviour, as all that type of behaviour did was provide them with a reason to take the cat girls across their laps and thoroughly redden their bottoms.

Unfortunately for Molly, this is exactly the type of situation she had gotten herself into, as Mr Silver reached down and gently picked the cat girl up, sitting her comfortably in the crook of his arm once he did. "Home?" he said brightly, "but this is your home kitty-cat, and it's about time you were properly welcomed to it". With that, he turned round and made his way through the house towards the living room, eagerly anticipating the moment he would reach his armchair, where he would then be able to take his little kitten across his lap for the first time.

Meanwhile, Mrs Silver turned to Mr Grey and gave him a playful smile, opening the door wider and gesturing for him to come in. "I can only imagine our naughty little kitty's given you quite some trouble" she said, "why don't you come inside and watch us welcome her home?".

[Sadao]

What Mr and Mrs Silver seemed to find pretty adorable on their new little kitten was something Molly didn't much like either. Being forced to wear a baby doll dress was probably the worst that could have ever happened to her, seeing as she preferred wearing overalls or something the like in which she could run and play more freely. She even made as much very clear when, after she turned her back to the wolves, she fumbled on the bow at the end of her tail, trying to get rid of it.

The way the small kitten acted also caused Mr Grey to chuckle, finding himself being amused while he was wondering how Molly would act after her new parents would have dealt with her rather naugthy behaviour. "As it seems you adopted quite a little troublemaker," he quipped, winking in the wolves general direction. "Though I'm sure both of you already expected as much and are well prepared to adjust her attitude accordingly," he added playfully, knowing all too well what was about to happen once Molly was inside.

The moment Molly noticed that she was being picked up by Mr Silver, she began to struggle. Though it was in vain as she found herself sitting in the crook of his arm. Still, she refused to wrap her arms around his neck for support and simply crossed them. "I want down," she exclaimed, looking put out with the wolf. But instead of standing her back onto her feet, Mr Silver explained to her that she already was at home and that he planned on properly welcoming her. Molly quirked an eyebrow at that, her bright blue eyes looking up at him curiously. "Welcoming me?," she echoed, "Like you throw a party for me with lots of cake and candy?," she inquired, her voice sounding excited by the very thought.

When she was carried inside, she immediately looked around the place, taking in her new surroundings. She'd anticipated to see balloons or sugary treats but found none of it. Looking up at Mr Silver, she poked her lower lip out, looking a little disappointed, "You lied to me," she accused, "You're not welcoming me. I bet you just want to send me to bed or so. That's mean!"

While Molly was about to find out what her new parents had meant with welcoming her, Mr Grey nodded eagerly at the suggestion of watching the spectacle. "I you don't mind, I'd like to see it," he replied with a broad smile to Mrs Silver and stepped inside. "Particular since that naughty little thing tried to run away from me frequently on our way here and was putting up a fuss when she was about to get into the tub, it would be nice to see her getting her first real dose of though love," he remarked chuckling as he made his way over to the sofa and seated himself. With a grin he watched as Mr Silver sat down on his armchair with Molly, who still didn't quite know what was to come.

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The kittens curiosity in regards to being welcomed home prompted a chuckle from Mr Silver, finding the little cat girls excitement rather cute. However, little Molly was about to quickly discover that she and her new Papa had two very different ideas about how she should be properly welcomed home.

When the cat girls excitement turned to disappointment, Mr Silver just smiled in response to her accusations, walking over to his armchair by the fire before sitting down in it, and sitting his little kitten on his knee once he did. "Oh, but we are going to welcome you" he said brightly, patting the girls head gently as he spoke, "we just have to wait for Mama to get here".

Mrs Silver beamed with happiness when Mr Grey accepted her invitation, waiting for him to step inside before closing the door and making her way through to the living room. Once there she sat down on the couch, gesturing for Mr Grey to do the same as she turned her attention to Mr Silver, who was currently sitting in his armchair by the fire with the little cat girl sat in his lap.

Smiling over at his wife, Mr Silver turned his attention back to the small cat girl, thinking how cute she looked as she sat in his lap. "Alright then" he said happily, "now that we're all here, we can properly welcome you home".

With that, he lifted Molly up and lay her face down across his lap, resting one paw on her back and another on her upturned bottom.

[Sadao]

Molly wasn't quite sure what to think when Mr Silver simply smiled after she had accused him of lying to her. "What's so funny?," she asked, wondering what was going on in his mind. In fact she didn't even mind sitting on his knee once he sat down in his armchair by the fire. Instead she even turned in his lap to look up at him, still waiting for him to tell her how he was planning on welcoming her home. However, she wrinkled her cute little pink nose when she was told that she would find out soon enough and that they were only just waiting for "Mama" to join them. "She's not my Mama and you're not my Papa," she declared matter of factly. To Molly it was clear that once she found out about the surprise she would continue to insist on being taken back to the orphanage.

Mr Grey, who had been more than happy about the invitation inside, followed behind Mrs Silver, grinning to himself all the while. And even moreso when he heard little Molly discuss with her new Papa about her place in the family. He chuckled but said nothing as he with excitement glistening in his eyes watched the interaction between father and daughter.

Molly followed Mr Silver's gaze when he looked over to his wife. She was tempted to ask when they would start her welcome home but he spared her the effort when he exclaimed that now that they were all there they could finally start. Molly clapped her white paws together in excitement, eager to get started. But that quickly changed the moment she found herself being placed over the wolf's knees and felt one of his heavy paws on her little round bum. It quickly dawned on her what she was in for, so she reached back and covered her cute little backside. "Noooo!," she whined. "I didn't do anything to deserve a smacked bum! Let me down!" With that Molly began to wriggle as much as she could, trying to slide down her new Papa's lap.

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Unfortunately for Molly, all the wriggling and kicking in the world couldn't save her from her new Papa, as the paw he had rested on her back held her in place with very little effort. When he heard her say that she hadn't done anything to deserve a smacked bum, Mr Silver just chuckled, taking hold of both of the kittens paws and pinning them to her back as he did. "Now now kitty-cat" he said, still smiling down at her as he playfully patted the cat girls small bottom as he spoke, "if Mama and Papa say you need a smacked bottom, then a smacked bottom you're going to get". With that, he raised up his paw, before bringing it down sharply to meet with the cat girls small upturned bottom, merrily repeating the action again and again as every slap echoed throughout the living room.

Just as he had thought, smacking the little kittens bum was a thoroughly enjoyable experience, as he could feel this childs bottom bounce slightly beneath her dress with every smack he landed. Additionally, watching her kick her little legs proved to be a very cute sight, prompting Mr Silver to give her bottom the occasional harder slap, which in turn made her kick a little faster.

As she watched the scene unfold, Mrs Silver smiled with satisfaction, thinking how adorable her little kitten looked lying across her husband's lap as she was welcomed into their family in the traditional way that kittens were in Howling Hills. Of course, Mrs Silver was eagerly awaiting her own chance to pay some attention to the cat girls bottom, which she knew would come when it was time to give the kitten her bedtime smacking before tucking her in. As she thought about this an idea suddenly popped into her mind, prompting her to turn to Mr Grey with a playful smile spread across her face. "Now then Mr Grey" she said in a bright, friendly tone, "seeing as how our little kitten was very naughty for you today, I think she'll need something a little stronger than my paw to properly teach her a lesson, what would you suggest I apply to her little bum for her bedtime smacking?".

[Sadao]

Despite all her attempts to impede what was coming and to get off her new Papa's lap and away from his paw, Molly soon had to find out that her struggling was in vain. In fact she was hold in place firmly while Mr Silver admonished her - albeit playfully - making it clear that he and his wife knew what was good for their little kitten and that that also contained the need for her to get her bottom smacked. Molly shook her little head in response to that. "But good girls don't get sm-," she was cut short with the first stinging smack landing on her little bottom. "OW! Don't! Stop it!," she demanded as slap after slap warmed her perfectly round bum. The kitten felt even more embarrassed by the sounds that filled the room while Mrs Silver and Mr Grey watched her kicking her little feet while her new Papa was thouroughly smacking her bum for being naughty and to welcome her to the family. Molly just hoped that he wouldn't get the idea to lift her dress and reveal her baby blue knickers...

"Papa!!!," she cried out when a particular sharp smack landed, kicking her legs even harder. "I'll be gooooood!" The last word came out in a wail while tears started to prick in her eyes. "No more. Please, no more," she begged off, even if it hurt her pride to do so.

Mr Grey watched the interaction with keen interest and nodded his head when he heard Molly calling Mr Silver "Papa". It was a good thing seeing how a smacked bottom was also meant for the little girls in Howling Hills to bond with their new parents. Needless to say that he was now convinced that Mr and Mrs Silver would take a good care of their little kitten and that would mean that Molly would find herself over their laps quite frequently. His assumptions only confirmed when he was asked by Mrs Silver if he had an idea for which implement to use for the little cat girl's bedtime smacking after she'd gae him such a hard time today. "I see," he chuckled, meeting Mrs Silver's gaze, "You take your new responsibility very serious." Turning back to admire Mr Silver giving his little one her first dose of though love, he though for a moment before he smiled broadly and with his eyes practically sparkling he looked back at Mrs Silver. "Since little Molly will have to get used to being part of family now, I'd suggest using a slipper for her bedtime smacking would be suitable, don't you think?," he suggested.

Meanwhile Molly was close to tears. Peeking over her shoulder and up to her Papa, she poked out her lower lip and gave him a sweet innocent look. Her little bottom was already tingling and warming up while her legs flinched to the sound of the smacks. "I won't be Ow! naughty no more," she tried to get him to stop. "Also, it's Ow! all been Mr Grey's Owie! anyway, he's the one to AaaH! get a smacked bum not me, Papaaaa," she added. Perhaps blaming someone else would help her to stop the painful lesson she was being given.

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When the little kitten practically sang the word 'Papa', Mr Silver's eyes immediately lit up as he continued to swiftly smack the childs bottom, which he began to do a little more enthusiastically due to his sudden burst of happiness. Despite being stubborn to begin with, it had only taken a few dozen smacks to the kittens dainty little bottom to have her recognise him as he new father, something he was more than a little pleased with. The kittens wails and plea's were music to Mr Silver's ears, chortling every time the girl promised to be good, as he knew that was only guaranteed once a kittens bottom was bright red. Speaking of which, he was rather excited to see his little girls bare bottom for the first time, so he wondered how long he should spend slapping the seat of her dress, before he removed it to pay some attention to her knickers beneath.

Hearing Mr Grey's suggestion as to what implement to use, Mrs Silver thought about it for a moment, as it would not have been the first implement she would have gone for. She may have chosen the hairbrush, a more traditional tool to introduce a kitten to a bedtime smacking, or perhaps if Molly had misbehaved again before bedtime, she would have made her go out into the backyard and cut a switch, as the idea of the little kittens bottom decorated in cute little red lines brought a smile to Mrs Silver's face. However, after thinking about it some more, she liked the idea of using a slipper to give Molly her bedtime smacking, as she imagined how the little kittens bottom would practically glow after a good session with the hard leathery sole of Mama's slipper. "I think that's a wonderful idea" said Mrs Silver, smiling and nodding at Mr Grey before turning her attention back to her husband as he continued to happily welcome their little kitten to her new home.

After watching for about two minutes longer, Mrs Silver gestured for her husband to stop, getting up from the sofa and making her way over to him before kneeling down to come face level with Molly. "Now sweetie" she said kindly, gently patting the little cat girls bottom as she spoke, "as cute as your little dress is, I think it's giving you a little too much protection, so Mama's going to take it off so that Papa can smack you on the seat of your sweet little knickers". With that, she took hold of Molly's dress and gently pulled it off, folding it up as she did before returning to the couch and setting it down in her lap, waiting for the childs welcoming to resume.

[Sadao]

Of course Molly was a stubborn little thing and she had probably proven just that right the moment Mr and Mrs Silver had opened the door. Her obstinate way was typical for her after all. But at the same time the kitten wasn't stupid and knew that if she pretended to have learned her lesson and promised to be good she could sway adults at times. That's why she had tried to get Mr Silver to go easy on her by calling him Papa. Of course, feeling so helpless over his lap while his heavy paw landed mercilessly on her perk bottom made it way easier for her to actually accept him as her Papa. Though that didn't keep her from wriggling or wailing.

Not only Mrs and Mr Silver were pleased with Molly's progress but also Mr Grey. He was sure before too long the little kitten would be used to the frequent smackings that lay ahead of her. And it certainly would do her some good. However, that he chose a slipper as the implement to go with concerning the kitten's bedtime smacking might be sounding unusual but still seemed to be appropriate. Mr Grey had no doubt that Molly would get to feel the hard wood of the hairbrush often enough. But the leathery sole of her new mother's slipper? Now that certainly would make her feel at home, right? He smiled back at Mrs Silver, "I assume little Molly will be quite surprised about the many ways in which simple things just like a slipper can be used," he commented while he turned back to admire the way in which Mr Silver smack his little kitten's bottom in such a caring, yet strict, manner.

When, eventually the smacks stopped to rain down, Molly was sniffling and tears ran down her cheeks. She was hoping that everything would be over now. And so, when Mrs Silver knelt down in front of her, the little thing poked her lower lip out completely and looked at her with pleading bright blue eyes. "Please, Mama," Molly begged, sounding as cute and miserable as possible. "Please make Papa put me down. I won't be naughty no more." As Molly had to find out, though, her Mama had something different in mind as she claimed that it was time to take her dress off, so her Papa could smack her on the seat of her knickers. Molly's eyes widened at that and she had just opened her mouth to protest when Mrs Silver already pulled her dress off, leaving the little kitten in just her baby blue knickers. Molly blushed at that and buried her face into Mr Silver's side as if to hide. "That's no fair...," she mumbled, her tail moving to block access for Mr Silver's paw to her panty-clad tushy. "Papaaaa," she whined, "That's not funny! I don't deserve a smacking to begin with! I did nothing wrong..." Not quite true, seeing as she had been rude before. Mr Grey piped in then. "May I make a suggestion? Your kitten seems to have a hard time accepting things and keep from telling stories. I think simply smacking her bum with a paw is way to lenient, why not use something like... I don't know, a nice switch maybe?" Immediately Molly shook her head. "Noooo!," she cried out. "Not the switch!"