Katrina knew it was that time of the month. She could feel it as soon as she got home from work. The heat was already coursing through her veins. She figured she had two hours, maybe three at most, before the physical manifestations of her curse would appear. She stripped and changed into a pair of stilettos and a little black dress (too tight for a bra or underwear) before going out to prowl at the local bars.
It didn't take long for her to find her prey. Though he told her his name, she neither remembered nor cared. She needed him for one thing and one thing only. She needed him to make her orgasm. Minutes later, in her bedroom, they were naked and she was on top of him. She could never be on the bottom, just in case her transformation started before she climaxed (her eventual tail would have no room to grow)!
She could already feel it happening. It started in her extremities, as usual. Her ears were already shifting toward the top of her head and growing pointed. Her top lip was curling upward to her shrinking nose to form a muzzle, and whiskers were sprouting from it. She couldn't let him kiss her anymore, so she pounced on him, straddling his crotch and letting his hard cock fill her. Almost there... she hoped. But the changes continued. Her hands and feet morphed into paws, and by animal instinct, she bared her claws, which started shredding her bed sheets and scratching his chest. He moaned in an intense mixture of pleasure and pain.
"Oh! I'm gonna cum, Katrina!"
"Call me Kat," she purred, her tail wagging behind her. He thrust deeper and deeper, faster and faster, and she could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter... but she wasn't there yet. It had to happen soon, because if she didn't have an orgasm before she fully transformed, she'd be stuck as a pussy cat until the next time she was in heat!
Tags: transformation, anthro transformation, cat transformation, sex, pleasure
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Story by Scidram |
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Artwork by Emanuele Parascandolo |
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