By Tahlia

After Death

________________ Chapter III ________________

Reacquaintance

With a hand placed on the small of the android's back, Julia guided the new feline down the halls of the ship to meet with the rest of the crew. She could feel the whirring coming from inside of his feminine hips as they glided smoothly from side to side. His tail swayed counter to his hip's motions with the the pink tufted tip flicking back at the end of each arc.

However, Eric wasn't bothered by his new appendage or the fluid rocking motion of his hips as he walked. He was more concerned about having to face his friends looking like a girly pink haired cat person... with boobs. His mind raced, feeling terribly embarrassed about what they might think of him. Even if they knew it wasn't his choice to be put in his current body, would they treat him differently? Would they think of him as a girl rather than the man he really was? Or perhaps, they would just make fun of him and his predicament.

If there were jokes, they would probably come from Lucious and Barron. They were the only two members on the ship to have received genetic modifications to enhance certain attributes and abilities as well as gain a more beastly appearance. Eric liked to poke fun at them for it. Now, he could only imagine them having a field day seeing him in a body meant to resemble an overtly feminine feline as opposed to something more masculine as their wolf and bull mods respectively provided.

Eric's ears twitched nervously on his head, rhythmically clicking about as if they were being tickled. He could feel their black velvety fur brush along his long pink hair as they nervously scanned around him. The slightest sounds made him think that someone might be sneaking around, and he didn't want to get caught off guard.

While his ears kept him alert, he kept his head low. From time to time, he would lower his eyes down to towards the floor. The pink floral medical gown he wore filled a portion of his view thanks to his now swollen chest. He would also catch a glimpse of his dainty white toed paws that poked into view with each forward step. His feet barely made a sound as their pink puffy pads met with the hard metal floor.

The makeshift bed-sheet skirt wrapped around his waist fluttered with each stride. It caused a slight current of air that made him notice his lack of clothes between his legs. He felt an unfamiliar sensation of a new sensitive slit tucked tightly against his pelvis. Eric's started to walk more slowly, felling shamefully exposed. He was only getting more embarrassed by how odd and foreign his body felt. A slight push on his lower back from Julia urged him to keep up the pace.

She would gently rub the feline's back to reassure him. She couldn't imagine how uncomfortable Eric must be. Though he would have preferred to hide until he could get back to his old self, Julia knew that the regeneration process could take months to complete and even then it wasn't guaranteed to succeed. It was best for everyone to get this over with as soon as possible.

Julia was feeling nervous herself. She hoped everyone would accept Eric's new appearance and adjust to it well. It was hard to believe that the cute girly feline looking android was actually the engineer they had worked with for several years. No matter what happened, she wanted Eric to know she would be there for him. Her gentle touch felt comforting to him, but his nerves were still on edge.

It wasn't long before they could hear the hushed chattering coming from the mess-hall. Eric's ears swooped forward and perked straight up on his head. It sounded like everyone was in there waiting for them. Eric was terrified.

The door to the mess-hall was wide open allowing the bluish white light to pour out into the more dimly lit hallway. Julia ran her hand up Eric's back to his shoulder. She leaned in a little closer to him, putting her free hand on his other shoulder before giving them a light squeeze. "Are you ready?" She whispered.

Eric sighed, "No... but I don't really have a choice do I?"

"Don't worry sweetie, it'll all be fine. You'll feel much better when it's all over with, I promise." Julia said before slowly and gently pushing the feline towards the entrance.

Eric felt as if his joints were trembling and his heart was racing. He didn't even know if he technically had a heart, but what ever it was it felt similar. On the bright side, at least he didn't get all sweaty as he normally would in such stressful situations.

He wouldn't have made the final step into the mess-hall if it wasn't for Julia nudging him in there. In an instant, the room fell silent as the crew inside spotted the feline android. The only sounds left were the ship's ambient hums that filled the otherwise dead air.

They were five crew members all sitting around a large circular table in the middle of the room. Eric could feel the weight of their eyes on him. The poor little pink haired kitten looked mortified. His tail pressed up right against the back of his legs, ears folded back flat on his head. He was practically frozen in place and the crew members could only gawk in surprise at seeing the engineer's new body. All except Lucious who didn't dare stare towards Eric, looking almost as nervous.

Julia took a step to stand close behind Eric, giving his shoulders a reassuring rub. "Everyone?" Julia said loudly to get their attention. Once the eyes had shifted towards her she continued. "As you all know, following the incident, we made the decision to try and save what we could of Eric in any way possible." Her voice trembled as she spoke.

She paused to take deep breath. It wasn't easy to talk about the engineer's experience with death, let alone in front a gawking crowd. She did her best to press on. "I want you all to know it was a success. Eric's mind was preserved thanks to some quick thinking and some luck." She turned to Lucious with a smile, but he didn't seem to notice her.

Eric did his best to avoid all eye contact. If he wasn't looking down he was looking along the tops of the walls. He put a hand on his head which had always been a nervous tick of his. What he wasn't used to was feeling a soft pointed ear poking out of his soft silky mane of hair. He stroked one between a thumb and forefinger, making it twitch. He was amazed by how soft feeling they were beneath his smooth pink pads. Julia's speech did take a little pressure off of him, but the silence from the crew wasn't helping him feel any less nervous.

Eric drifted off into his thoughts, stroking his new ear as Julia continued. "Now, I didn't all ask you here just present you Eric's new body. I needed your help to run a little memory check on him. I just want to make sure that the transfer process was completely successful." She gave the feline another gentile shoulder rub. "Eric? Could you please go around the room and tell me who you see?"

"Huh!? Oh... um, okay" Eric said timidly in his now girly tone. The crew were surprised to hear him speak with such a cute voice. It did seem fitting for a girl with a body like his now was, but it's like they were still expecting to hear Eric's original voice somehow.

Julia began by pointing out the Asian woman who sat the closest to them and had turned herself around to face them. She wore a completely black uniform except for the yellow that covered the top half of her upper body.The uniform also had a turtle neck which was ascompletely black.

"That's Maggie Chen. She's the Narra's pilot." Eric started. Chen gave him a smile, which he returned nervously. "I always said I hated her for how roughly she treats my engines... but I couldn't say she's not one of the most skilled pilots I know."

A wide grin stretched across Chen's face. "Awww, I think that's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me." She turned to the captain. "Are you sure we can't just keep him this way? He seems much nicer!" she teased as the tension in the air seemed to slightly dissipate.

Eric narrowed his gaze. "Yeah, well maybe once this android's freed up you'd like to give her a try..." His voice trembled nervously, but Chen still laughed.

Julia shook her head. "I think one brain hopping around is one too many." she turned Eric slightly with her hands on his shoulders to point him towards the next person. "And who's he?"

Eric was facing who was now the only fully human man on board the ship. He had dark skin, dark hair and green eyes with a uniform similar toChen's, except his was red instead of yellow."That's Martin Wendell, our navigator and communications officer. He knows like... 24 languages or something? And he's a really good haggler to boot."

Wendell chuckled. "I don't actually know 24 languages, just 8. The rest I can do because of tools to help me recognize speech patterns and help me with translations." Wendell clarified. "But yeah, I agree. We do make good shopping partners when it comes to ship parts."

To try and accelerate the process, Julia quickly pointed him to the last human in the room. She was an older woman with light skin and dark red hair wearing an all black uniform. "And what about the captain?" She asked.

"Well what about her? She's the captain." Eric said simply, but Julia wasn't satisfied with that answer.

"Be serious." She said, shaking him gently. The slight shake was still enough to make the feline's breasts shift a bit beneath the medical gown. Feeling their weight move around on her chest as everyone looked on felt a little humiliating.

"Hey! Okay! Okay!" Eric said feeling agitated. "She's uh... She's Captain Patricia Morgan. She owns the Narra and keeps us with a steady... well... she sort of sporadically pays us to keep her ship running."

Julia smiled. "That's very good Eric. Now what about our two genetically enhanced friends over here?" she asked, pointing out the wolf-man and bull-man who were sitting side by side, both with blue uniforms under a black bullet proof vest.

"Well they're both security officers. They make sure we don't get mugged or murdered when we're out and about." Eric paused for a moment and pointed to the bull. "That's Ainsley Barron..." he then pointed to the wolf. "... and that's Lucious Keenan."

Barron gave the feline a wily smirk. "And what else do you call us?"

Eric lowered his head a little. He knew where this was going.

Julia leaned against the feline, concerned "Do you not remember?"

"Yes I remember!" Eric said annoyed. "I... I sometimes called them the Paw Patrol. That or the Fuzz Balls... since... like you know, the Fuzz?... and they're fuzzy?" he said before lowering his head more with his ears folding back as if he was ashamed.

Barron laughed, "And looks like our club might get a new honorary member, right Lucious?" He said elbowing the wolf.

Lucious cracked a grin, but he still looked incredibly nervous and refused to make eye contact with Eric. "Yeah I guess so."

Julia smiled brightly. "Well I'd call that a success. Now that we've all been reacquainted, I hope we can put all this awkwardness behind us. Sure, Eric may look a little... different... but she's still the same Eric we've all known and loved for many years. Just treat her like you always would, and I'm sure she'd appreciate it as well." Julia said a little more confidently, though ironically referring to Eric by pronouns more fitting with his new appearance.

"Actually, I have something to say to that." The captain spoke out in an authoritative tone before standing. Everyone turned to her, some feeling confused as to why the captain would object to treating Eric the same as before.

"Due to the nature of what happened" the captain continued "we can't let anyone else know what we've done. No one can know that Eric's mind was transferred into that android's storage unit."

Eric was shocked. "Wait, why!?"

The woman pinched and rubbed the bridge of her nose with a sigh. "There are quite a few reasons, but the main thing is that what we've done could be considered illegal in certain regions."

Julia sounded outraged at the thought. "What?! How can that be? It's not like we killed Eric. We did what we could so he wouldn't die-!"

"I think I know" Eric interrupted with a dejected tone. "I think the captain is referring to laws regarding the tampering of androids with unauthorized modifications... is that right?"

The older woman nodded. "I wasn't too familiar with the laws myself, but after some research I found out that though configuring your android's personality is legal, loading a base personality that wasn't from the manufacturer constitutes an illegal act. It was a law that passed after some androids were loaded with unauthorized personality bases and ended up murdering their owners. They were mostly used by terrorist to assassinate politicians and public figures and now they consider any unauthorized mod as a potential threat."

"And? It's not like they have to know." Wendellspoke up. "I mean it's not like Eric will go on a murder spree... right? And it's not like we haven't bent the law a little in the past anyway.Besides, what will they do if they find out?"

The captain turned to the navigator. "You're right. No one has to know, and that's why no one can refer to Eric as Eric anymore. Notas long ashe looks like this. We shouldn't even call him a 'he'.She's an android and one with a female personality as far as the rest of the federationis concerned." She paused for a moment, turning to look at the rest of the crew before going back to Wendell, just to make sureshe'd made herself clear.

"As for what would happen if she wasbe caught..." she continued,turningher gaze towardsthe android. Eric's eyes were down to the floor again, ears and tail tucked in close to his body. He knew what the punishment was, and he didn't want to think about it. "The penalty isconfiscation and dismantling of the android. Who ever loaded the unauthorized personalitymod facesup to 20 years in a federal prison camp." the captain finished.

Theword 'dismantling'made Eric cringe. He'd seen androids being dismantled plenty of times with his engineering training, but now thinking back those memories took on a somewhat more sinister feel.

"So what should we do captain? We just pretend Eric never existed?" Julia asked, still not to happy with how things turned out. She knew for Eric's mental health it would be best if everyone just acted like nothing happened, at least for now.

"No, there are records of him being this ship's engineer. Since we're hoping he might one day go back to being his old self I simply reported that he is currently incapacitated. The explosion in the engine room was logged and I've kept things honest and open on that front. We just omit the part where we put Eric's mind inside an android's body. As far as they know, Eric is simply in a coma."

The captain walked over to the feline, staring straight into her eyes. "I'm sorry Eric, but as long as you're in there we'll have to treat you like a new crew member." she turned to the wolf-man, who was looking down at his hands on the table. "Lucious, what was the name given to the android again?"

Lucious' ears shot up a fraction of a second before his head popped up to look at the captain. "Who? I... uhhh... well..." he stammered, acting like he'd just been caught sleeping.

Before he could get a word out Julia replied. "The name was Felicia, Felicia Purrincess." She looked at the feline, now Felicia, and rubbed her shoulders a little more.

Felicia blinked. "Wait, Princess? My name's Felicia Princess, like a female prince?" she seemed a little flustered.

Julia got a little nervous. "Well...not exactly. It's spelled like purr... like a cat purr... Like Purr-incess."

Felicia didn't think it could get worse, but somehow she managed to have a name as humiliating as the body she was stuck in. However, Barron didn't hesitate to laugh at the revelation.

The captain didn't seem too concerned as she clapped her hands together to get the crew's attention. "Everyone! I'd like you to meet our new temporary engineer, Felicia Purrincess."

Felicia's eyes went wide. "Wait, temporary!?" she asked, worried she was also being demoted on top of everything else.

The captain smiled. "Well of course. Eric is our full-time engineer. But, since he's currently in a coma, I'm hiring you, Felicia, to take over his duties until he can return to his post. Once Eric returns, he takes back his full-time position. Understand?"

The new girl nodded. "Oh I see. I understand, captain."

The captain smiled. "I'll ask you to come by my quarters in a moment, we'll have to make your new employment status official." With that the captain went towards the kitchen area to get a snack from the dispenser.

Felicia's attention then turned to the wolf. He wasn't acting like himself. She'd never seen him so agitated and she couldn't understand what the problem might be. She made her way to him. "Is something wrong?" she asked, putting a hand on Lucious' shoulder.

Lucious practically jumped out of his chair. Quickly, he turned his head to look at her. "Oh.. oh me? Well... nothing. I mean... I mean yeah..." Lucious stammered, his eyes slowly slid down her body until they met with her chest. Suddenly, his ears perked up and he turned right back to face the table. The wolf could feel his cheeks getting much warmer. He clutched his hands together tightly and his tail swayed nervously behind him through the back of the chair.

The feline android quirked a brow. She'd never seen him so jumpy before. "Yeah, that's real convincing..." she said sarcastically.

"No... I'm alright, really. I was just thinking about... well I'm kind of nervous about our next stop is all. I mean, there's no telling what we might encounter. Could be dangerous." He said, playing with his hands a little more.

Again, Felicia didn't look convinced. "You're worried about our stop at the Vega Charron Station? Really? Do large crowds of tourists scare you?" she teased, trying to bring his spirits up.

Lucious took a deep breath to push his nervousness down. "Okay, look. I guess I'm... I'm just not used to seeing you like... this... is all. I mean... I don't mean to make you feel bad or awkward or anything, just that... I'll need some time to get used to it I guess."

Felicia nodded. "Well, I guess that's funny."

"How?" Lucious asked. He quickly turned around to face Felicia again, but as his eyes barely gleaned the two lumps on her chest he quickly swivelled his head back.

"Well, wasn't it you who found this protocol droid in the cargo bay in the first place? I mean kind of ironic that you're the most uncomfortable when being around me like this when it's thanks to you that I'm stuck like this." she remarked with a soft grin.

"Protocol..." Lucious seemed lost for a moment. "Oh yeah! Well... yeah. The protocol droid..." he stammered nervously before drifting off again.

Felicia was confused. Something was certainly going on that he wasn't letting on. But before she could probe any further she felt a presence behind her.

"Alright Felicia, I'd like you to come with me now." the captain ordered.

She turned to the captain and nodded before looking back down to the wolf. "Take it easy, okay?" she said before leaving with the captain. Lucious barely nodded his head, not bothering to look back at her.

Felicia followed the captain down the halls. The chattering in the mess-hall seemed to slowly grow back to how it was before her arrival.

"Don't worry." the captain reassured. "Nothing much will change for you. You'll have a new body to get used to, sure, but your work will stay the same and you'll have your same room and locker. I've also asked the crew to help modify some spare uniforms so you'll have something better suited to your new look. "

Felicia nodded, but her mind was elsewhere. She was fixated on Lucious. She hoped he would get over her appearance soon. Though they often teased one another she considered him to be her closest friend. They met at the academy when they were both assigned as room-mates. They got along almost instantly.

This was even before Lucious had gotten his genetic mods, when he was still a dorky looking human. Lucious used to be teased about his short stature and lanky body and since he wanted to work as part of the security force it was a little hard on his self-esteem. That is until one day, without warning, Loucious showed up to their dorm as an over six foot tall muscular wolf-man.

From then on she remembered how he'd like to show off his body at any opportunity. It reached a point where he'd only wear boxers around the dorm. Thinking back to those days she had to admit that he did have a nice body. His muscles were well defined even though they were under a layer of soft thick fur. She could almost imagine those strong arms pulling her in close and tight to his warm body.

"Are you alright?" the captain asked. She noticed the feline had been staring off into space.

Felicia snapped out of it and suddenly became aware of a tingling between her legs. "Oh, uh yeah. I was just thinking about stuff is all." she said. She wasn't sure why the tingling suddenly started, but she hoped it would go away soon.

Felicia didn't realize that during her daydreaming they had made it to the captain's quarters. The captain put her hand on the access panel by her door. It scanned her hand and after a few beeps the door silently slid open. "Alright, but remember that if you have any concerns I'm always there to lend a hand." She said before inviting Felicia in with her outstretched arm guiding the way.

The android walked in ahead of the captain. "Please take a seat" the captain said before closing the door behind her. Felicia grabbed the chair in front of the desk and pulled it back. It felt odd to grip things with her new hands. They were smaller than she was used to and the palms and finger tips felt swollen thanks to those puffy pads.

Of course that wasn't the only thing she needed to get used to. Sitting down she suddenly became very aware that she now had a tail to deal with. She looked a little awkward as she stood in front of the chair, legs partly bent, and looking back over her shoulder where she could barely see the tip of her new tail as it flicked passed.

She didn't think of curling her new tail to the side as if she forgot it was a part of her body. Instead, she tried to reach back to grab it. She struggled to catch it as it swung passed. As soon as it hit her palm it had already pulled away by the time she closed her hand. It took her a few attempts before she realized all she needed to do was grab the base of her tail through the bed-sheet. Then, she pulled it to the side as her hand slid up it's length. The captain seemed to enjoy the show as she sat behind her desk with a wide grin on her face.

With her tail subdued, Felicia looked back at the seat behind her. She put her free hand on the armrest as the other clutched her tail.As she lowered herself onto the chair, she could feel her breasts shifting forwardon her chest as her body leaned over slightly. She found it rather annoying. As a guy, she couldappreciate a nice pair of breasts on a woman. But now with her own pair of big boobs hanging off her chest she could tell they would be a pain.

With the feline finally sitting down, her tail curled over her lap, the captain could begin. "First thing's first, you'll need to finalize your new employee identification." She said, pulling out a clear tablet computer from under her desk. "I was able to fill out the form with the information that came with the android, now all that's left is a picture and your signal scan." She added before sliding the tablet towards Felicia.

The android picked it up and looked at some of the information on screen. She practically cringed when she saw "FELICIA PURRINCESS" written under given name. It's like someone took one look at her body and gave her the least imaginative name possible all while adding in a bad pun.

Her eyes scanned further, noticing that her date of manufacture was marked as only being three months ago. It was odd to think that technically she was only three months old, though it was obviously different for androids.

Another thing that caught her eye was that under "sex" was an F. Things like robots or androids were typically marked with an X. That section was only there for medical, or in some cases, to help identify reproductive pairs.

"Are you sure this is right?" Felicia asked. She turned the tablet over to the captain and pointed at the mistake.

The captain took a closer look. "Oh yes, that's one of the fields that were automatically filled out when I put in your product code." she looked up to Felicia. "I noticed that as well but I'm not able to edit it. No more than I can change your model number or manufacturing date."

Felicia nodded. Most likely some rookie or an intern programmed the identification data and they didn't know that you don't identify a bot as male or female in official documentation, even if the bot has lumps on their chest.

She didn't feel like she had much of a choice to just accept all the information as it was. The feline put her pawlike hand onto the tablet and waited for it to scan. Though her hand print was made to be just as unique as any normal biological person, it was safer from a security perspective to scan the chip imbedded in her palm.

Once completed, a new window popped up andshewas suddenly lockingeyes with abewildered looking cat girl on the screen. Her perfectly round and impossibly black pupils dilated to twice their size. The rest of her large eyeswerecovered by a light blue ring thatlit uparound each pupil. She couldn't even see the whites of her eyes when looking straight ahead.

It took Feliciaa secondto realize she was looking at herself.She appearedquite young. Herface was roundedand her cheekbones were high to accentuate her feline features.It looked like she could be in her teens and not older than her mid-twenties. Hershort pale-blondfur covered most ofher face whilewhite furcovered around her nose and mouth and down to her chin and neck. Felicia also noticed that she haddarker blondspecks around her cheekswhich trailed upbehind the pink hair covering her forehead. It looked like she had large freckles on her face

Felicia's gaze was drawn back to her eyes. It wasn't just their bright glow but the thick black outline around them. It looked like she had just applied a nice layer of deep dark eyeliner and had styled them into points at each end to accentuate her eye's catlike qualities. Even her eyelashes looked dark with long full curls. It was like she was wearing fake lashes, andin a sense that's exactly what they were.

Her eyes trailed down the bridge of her shortfeline muzzle to its tip where she found her pink triangular nose. The contour of her nose was also traced with a dark line that dipped down into the cleft of her upper lip. The black color contrasted quite nicely with the white fur around the tip of her muzzle.Her lower lip was a deep shimmering black. It glistened as if she was wearing lip gloss and lookedrather plump. On the other hand, her upper lip wasn't that apparent as it was hidden under the two rounded swells that formed her mouth into a distinctive rounded W shape.

Slowly, Felicia opened her mouth. The thin black line of her upper lip appeared as her mouth stretched open.Her perfectly white teeth lookedeven whiter when surrounded by herblack lips. Her gums were still a nice brightpink color, just as her tongue, but what caught her attention most were the larger fang like canines she now had. They weren't proper fangs like on a real animal, but they were clearly made to be more prominent and give off abeastly appearance.

"This is the first time seeing yourself, isn't it?" The captain asked, breaking the silence.

Felicia practically jumped up, she'd forgotten what she was supposed to be doing. "Oh uh... yeah... It is. I mean, I wasn't too sure what to expect... but it wasn't like this..."

The captain smiled. "Well to be fair we're the ones who'll have to get used to seeing your new face around, you just need to worry about everything else."

Thegirlsmiled back to her. "I guess so. I just hopeI won't have to get too used to it." she said before taping the screen totakeher identificationpicture. Feliciaplaced the tablet onto the captain's desk, the captain thenslid it back towards herself.

"Welcome aboard the Narra, Felicia. I'll grant you a day's leave to get yourself settled in, but after that you're backonyour oldschedule. Understood?"The captain said, trying to do as she would with any othernew crew member. She put her armout towards the android to shake hands.

Felicia smiled, standing up and reaching out to shake her hand. "Yes mam, understood." She seemed excited to get back to work. If anything getting her hands dirty again might just distract her enough to make things feel somewhat normal again.

"Oh, I almost forgot. There is one more thing." the captain said before Felicia could leave. "With your new ID you have a new payment account. Since it's empty now, and we're headed to Vega, I thought it'd give you an advance on your pay. It won't be a full month's pay, but just enough so you can buy yourself a few necessities to help you better adjust to that new body of yours. For instance, you could get some more fitting clothes?" she said, obviously referring to her current cobbled together outfit.

"Thank you captain but, does this mean I no longer have access to my old account? I mean you said I'd have access to all my things, right?" The engineer asked, concerned.

"Unfortunately, that's the only thing I couldn't do. Technically, it was never_your_ account, Felicia." she said, emphasizing her name. "And though you'll have access to Eric's room and lockers, I'm afraid his account has been frozenas long as he's in his 'coma'."

"Wait, so until I'm back to normal, my savings are all locked up!? I had a lot saved up in that account!" She practically shouted.

"Calm down. I know it's not easy but things will be sorted out. One way or another I'll see to it that you get every last penny back no matter what happens." the captain paused to gauge Felicia's reaction. Feeling her calm downshe continued. "Tell you what. When we drop down to Vega, I canput some of your purchases towards crew expenses.Would that be fair?"

"So you're giving me an advanced pay and a shopping spree?" Felicia asked sarcastically, but still visibly upset.

The captain smirked and nodded. "If you want to put it that way."

Felicia wasn't too happy about losing access to over six years of savings,but she reminded herself it was only temporary. When she'd be back to normal she'd get her money back. "I guess it's fine." she said, sounding like a dejected teenager.

"Good.That's all Felicia, you're dismissed" the captain said before tapping on her tablet to open the door behind Felicia.The cat girlnodded to the captain before leaving her quarters. She decided to head to her room, maybe relax a little and play some games to take her mind off things.

The dormitory was fairly close by, just one right turn away. Turning the corner she saw her room door was wideopen. Barronwas leaning against the wall opposite to it andwas looking inside. He had a stack of folded clothes balanced in one hand hand andstroked one of his horns with the other. The bull turned towards Feliciaas soon as he noticed herapproaching.

"Speaking of which, here she comes now." He said with a wide smirk. "Don't worry, we're just about done here."

"Done with what?" Felicia asked, walking at a more hurried pace. She never liked having people in her room when she wasn't around.

"Setting up your new sleeping arrangement." Barronanswered.Being overa foot taller than Felicia he didn't have a choice but to stare down at her, but as she drew in closer his eyes started to wander even lower than they needed to.

"What?" Felicia wasn't sure what that meant, but what ever it was shehoped it wasn't going to be some kind of prank. She didn't want to have to deal with that rightnow.

Looking inside, she could see her mattress was up against the wall.Wendell and Julia were rolling out some kind of mat with metal plates ontothe bed frame. Chen was in the other corner reading from a manual.

"Don't worry Purrincess." Barron smirked with a hardy pat on her back. She felt the force of his hand jostle her boobs before her body even moved like she was some kind of physics toy. Feeling her breasts bounce under her gown she instinctively wrapped her arms around her chest to pin them down.

"They're just setting up an induction plate charger." Barron continued, chuckling a little as he saw the girl grab her chest. Felicia just stared daggers at him. Barron laughed harder.

"Yeah, that way you won't have to plug in to fill up your power cells. You can just lay down in bed and charge your batteries like the rest of us." Chen replied from inside the room, unaware of why Barron was laughing.

Feliciahadn't realizedthat she now ran on energy stored in power cells. It was obvious that an android used them for power but the fact that_she_ran on power cells was such a strange thoughtto her.

"Not too complicated either, just roll it down and plug in the pad." Wendell explained. "Typically you'd charge faster if you lay straight on it but we thought you might prefer having your bed like it was before. Besides, it even says in the manual the pad is made to function under a mattress as well."

Julia and Wendell moved over to flip the mattress back onto her bed. "We're sorry. We were hoping we would be finished before you showed up, so we wouldn't be in your way." Julia apologized.

"Don't worry about it, and thanks. I do appreciate you guys helping me like this." Felicia said.

"Oh! And kitty cat, these are for you." Barron said, practically dumping the clothes he hand in his hand onto Felicia. "You got three uniforms, two jumpsuits and two undersuits in there."

Caught off guard, Felicia grabbed her clothes in both arms and pressed them to her body before she dropped any. "Thanks a lot... and don't call me that..." she grumbled, looking up at the bull.

Barron smirked "Aww, you're socute when you're mad."he chuckled.

Felicia huffed and turned away. She was used to Barron being an ass to her, but being treated like a girl and being called pet names was a little much for her to handle at the moment.

Julia turned to Barron as she helped Wendell and Chen make Felicia's bed. "Come on Barron, don't tease her like that. You're making this harder for her."

Barron shrugged. "Sorry, I thought we were supposed to treat her as if she was a newbie, and if we got a girl like her new to the crew this is how I'd act."

"Well thankfully the Captain doesn't hire new crew too often" Wendell added, Chen and Julia laughed.

Once the bed was nice and made, Julia urged the others out of the room before tugging on Barron's arm to get him to follow.

Seeing everyone around Felicia noticed someone was missing. "Hey... Where's Lucious?" she asked.

Barron turned back to face heras he was gentlytaken away. "I dunno, I think he's hiding in his room. I thinkcute girls intimidates him." he laughed with a winkbefore Julia smacked him in the back of his head. "Ow, what was that for..."

Felicia slipped into her room, a sense of relief washing over her. She felt comforted being back into her own room, a place that was very familiar and intimate for her. Looking around nothing seemed different or out of place. It's like nothing had changed at all.

That is until she caught a glimpse of the cat girl in pink in the mirror. Felicia froze for a moment, like she'd just walked in on a stranger. She didn't take her eyes off her reflection as she set the clothes in her arms down on top of her dresser. She then took a few steps closer to the mirror, hands nervously gripping at the bed-sheet around her waist.

She realized just how ridiculous she looked dressed as she was. The medical gown strained tightly over her chest, showing the peaks of her breasts with the taught fabric dipping slightly in between them. The rest of the clothes bellow her boobs just hung and hovered over her form until it was tucked beneath the bed sheet around her waist. It's like she was wearing a pink floral potato sack.

Felicia turned herself around, looking over her shoulder and back into the mirror. She could see two of the laces that kept her gown up, a third being hidden under the big knot in the bed-sheet.

She was showing quite a bit of tan fur between her shoulder blades as it clearly took more fabric to cover her upper torso than her waist. Felicia also noticed she had spots on her back similar in color as those on her cheeks, except these were much larger and looked more like leopard spots.

With her hands already on her makeshift skirt, Felicia slid them behind her and began to pry at that big knotted mess just above her tail. It only needed to be slightly loosened before the knot unfurled and the bed-sheet fell to the feline's ankles. Instantly, she was greeted by her own plump and round butt cheeks which were covered in wonderfully soft white fur. Her tail, which poked out at the top of the cleft formed by her firm cheeks, forced the medical gown to drape on either side of her pert derriere. They were like curtains that just drew the eye to her rump. She couldn't help but notice that the white fur that covered her rear and trailed down between her thighs made a perfect heart shape.

Felicia blushed as she stared at herself. She hated to admit it, but she had a cute shape. She turned her head away from the mirror, closing her eyes for a moment to clear her mind. She felt so wrong finding her body attractive. She even heard Barron's voice echoing in her mind, calling her "cute" which didn't help make her feel better.

Even though Barron was just teasing her, what if he was right? What if guys found her attractive. She could imagine being on Vega and having a bunch of men mistaking her for a girl and hitting on her. She shivered at the thought.

Slowly, she opened her eyes again, but with her head facing away from the mirror. Her eyes went wide when she saw her room door was still wide open. Anyone who passed by could have seen her bare butt in the mirror. To make things worse, her ears perked up as they picked up sound of hooves clicking down the hallway.

Felicia panicked, frantically rushing over to the door to close it. She could hear the hooves inching closer and closer until they were practically by her bedroom door. Before they could meet, she slapped her paw onto the door panel and instantly the door slid shut. She let a sigh of relief, but she knew she had to be more careful. She didn't want to get caught undressing and staring at herself, they might get the wrong idea.

With her body still slumped over, her arm and chest against the wall and her butt poking back in the air, Felicia turned her head towards the mirror again. Her awkward pose gave her a clear view of her soft white puffy mound with the a pink slit up the middle that she now had tucked in-between her thick plump thighs.

Flustered, she quickly scurried to her feet and tugged down at the sides of her gown with a slight wiggle of her hips. Felicia noticed that the fabric barely reached an inch bellow her pelvis at the front and left her legs completely bare and exposed. She could see that her rounded thighs had the same leopard spots around the outsides, getting lighter and lighter as they speckled down her long shapely legs.

With some hesitation, Felicia reached to her back between her shoulder blades to untie one of the medical gown's laces. As she did, she pushed her chest forward, pulling the fabric up her body and making her fuzzy white pussy peek out once more. Her eyes were immediately drawn to it. She closed them quickly as if she accidentally caught a peek of some other girl's pussy.

She tried to ignore her exposed genitals as she felt along the soft fur on her upper back. The first lace was somewhat awkwardly placed, but Felicia soon found out she was quite a bit more flexible now. She fidgeted a moment with her new thicker finger tips to get a proper hold of it. With the help of her new claws she was able to pinch the ends of the laces and with a tug the knot was undone.

The fabric instantly loosened around her. As the gown started to slide down her body she felt the weight of her breasts pulling down more against her chest. The cloth fell away from her boobs, passed her midsection and bunched up around her hips. The only thing keeping them up were her arms still trapped in the sleeves.

Felicia opened her eyes and the first thing she noticed were her ample breasts. In contrast to her narrow shoulders and waist they appeared fairly large. Felicia wasn't too sure of how big they were exactly, but she knew and size was too big to be attached to her chest.

With her arms stuck, she tried to wiggle them free which made her breasts bounce and sway from side to side. Not only was the feeling of the weight shifting on her chest still unnatural to her, but actually seeing them jiggle around in the mirror and knock against her arms felt humiliating.

Once her arms popped free the gown flopped down over her hips and thighs. It was like she was wearing skirt again, except this time it was pink and she was topless.

Felicia's gaze slid down her body from her full breasts, down her swept in waist and back out to her flaring hips. She had a perfect hourglass figure. Her curves were perfectly symmetrical and were probably engineered to draw the eye along her contours. The shape was oddly satisfying to look at, even in a non sexual way. She was like a perfect sculpture and a perfectly engineered piece of machinery.

None of this made sense to her. Why would a protocol droid need to look like this. Sure there were "female" models that had wider chest and hips than waists but they were still very obviously robotic. Even the most realistic ones often had an uncanny valley feel. Not only did she look very lifelike, she'd never seen a protocol droid with nipples before. Her pink areola were easily twice as big as they were on her old body. Her nipples were as plump as her padded pinky finger. Usually protocol droids might have the shape of a breast, but it would just be a flat round plate or surface.

Without thinking her hands were drawn to her breasts. She cupped the underside of each, pushing them up, their weight slowly shifting from her chest to her hands. She could feel her fingers slightly sink into her pillowy mounds. In the mirror, she could see how her breasts molded around them. She gave them a gentile squeeze, then looked down at her pushed up breasts before giving them another.

She always loved the feeling of a woman's breasts in her hands, as a guy it was probably one of her favourite things to touch. But feeling hands groping at her swollen chest was a little unnerving, especially as it made her body tingle all with a disturbing sense of pleasure.

Slowly she'd loosen her grip, pulling her hands away just enough so the weight of her breasts dropped back down on her chest. She could feel them squeezing passed her palms as they slowly slid back into place. It was an odd and pleasing feeling to play with her own breasts, but it wasn't until she felt her pert nipples get pulled up slightly as they brushed along her soft padded palms did she realize how dangerous it was.

Instantly she felt her nipples sending a shock of pleasure throughout her body. But what worried her most was the intense tingling she felt between her legs. It was stronger than she had felt before, and she noticed were two distinct sensations.

The first felt oddly familiar. It was like she was getting harder, like her cock was still between her legs and swelling up just begging to be touched. Yet seeing in the mirror it was obvious that wasn't the case as the fabric lay relatively flat against her pelvis. But there was certainly something swelling up down there, begging to be pet.

The second sensation was completely new and worried Felicia the most. This feeling came from deep between her legs; somewhere she'd never felt before. It begged for something to rub up inside of her. She panicked, she didn't want to do anything like that. She didn't want to shove anything inside her down there. She was still a straight guy after all.

As she was struggling mentally with the new feelings, her right hand left her breast and slid down her body. Maybe if she just touched what ever made it feel like she had a boner she could make the sensation die down a little. Of course seeing a cute cat girl touching her breast and sensually running a hand down her body didn't help make her less excited.

Her hand froze as she felt the edge of the gown hanging around her hips. She hesitated for a moment, afraid that she might enjoy herself too much and take things too far. She kept having to repeat to herself that she was still a guy. It was just her body that looked like a woman's body, it wasn't even real. But the longer she stalled the more he felt that swollen bundle of arousal throbbing, like a beacon calling out to her.

Closing her eyes and biting her lower lip, she slid her hand down beneath the gown. It was a tight fit but with a little wiggling it slipped right in. Her hand was pressed firmly against her pubic area. She could feel just how hot and squishy her flesh felt down there. As her finger inched closer to the source of that throbbing she started to feel her body shivering. Her throat begged to let out a moan but she kept swallowing it back down. The hand on her breast started to grip it tighter as she fought against her body's impulses.

The tip of her padded forefinger found her folds. She pushed it in near the very top where she met with that hard swollen nub. Like a hiccup, she uncontrollably let out a sudden sharp moan. Her knees buckled inwards and her back arching sending her chest forward and her butt back.

For a moment she didn't dare move. Her body frozen in place save for the few shivers of pleasure that rippled across her figure. It did feel eerily similar to her old dick, unfortunately it was much much smaller now. Even her nipples were larger than that bundle of sensual nerves that replaced it. As Felicia opened her eyes, she was embarrassed to see the lustful expression on her face.

She had heard women had better sex than men, but to her it wasn't so much the feeling of pleasure as it was how her lust seemed to envelop her whole body. She didn't just want to rub herself to orgasm, she also wanted to be touched, to be pet, to be squeezed tightly against someone. It was an experience that involved every inch of her body.

To make things worse, she felt that this would be harder to ignore than as a guy. If she'd have a boner as a guy, she could think of something else and it would eventually go away. But what she was feeling now, it just kept feeling worse and worse. Her body was begging her to touch herself.

Felicia closed her eyes again and slipped her hand down even further. She didn't want to slide a finger inside of herself, no matter how much she wanted to deep down. Instead, she firmly wedged her finger between her lips lengthwise. With her knees and thighs pressed together she could feel her finger being squeezed between them, her palm was pressed up against her right inner thigh. She began to stroke her hand back and forth along her slit, pushing up into it. Though it did feel good, it didn't do much to relieve herself of her needs, it was only teasing her. Her clit was barely grazed by her finger as she shivered and moaned.

Spreading her legs out a little more she slid her finger off to the side to press and rub her entire palm against her folds. Even her hips started to buck and grind down onto her hand. But again, though it felt nice, it wasn't giving her much relief.

She was too afraid to try much else. In truth, she simply didn't want to admit to herself that she was afraid that she might like it. That she would be less of a man because of it, or worse, that she might go out seeking other men.

When another shock of pleasure shuddered across her body she quickly slid her hand out from under the gown. She looked at her palm to see the pink pads glistening from her juices with the white fur between them slicked down to the side. Still feeling her legs trembling she knew she had to fight it. She was being weak. She thought if she didn't touch herself, the feeling would just go away.

With determination, she gripped the sides of the gown that hugged her hips and desperately tried to pull it off of her. Felicia pushed and wiggled, the gown barely budging at first. As it started to slide, she could feel it forcing her tail in between her plump cheeks. The garment squeezed her as it strained and crackled over the fleshy swell. As she shifted her weight from side to side, her breasts did just the same as they knocked against the insides of her arms and against each other.

Finally, with a final push, the gown passed her hips and fell down the length her legs to the floor. Now she needed to get some proper clothes on. Going to her dresser she figured some old clothes she'd typically wear as pyjamas would do nicely.

The first item was an old pair of sweatpants she'd been wearing even before she studied at the academy. Though the pants were already starting to fit snugly on her normal body, he though just the sense of having something covering up between her legs would make her feel better. What's more, the fabric was so old and full of holes that there was a large, well placed hole right at the back which might be perfect for a tail.

Felicia took a seat on the edge of her bed and bent over to get her legs through the pants. Feeling her breasts heave forward she felt like she might need to find something to support her chest. She thought of a bra but she thought it would be humiliating to ask one of the women on board to borrow a pair. Besides, though her boobs weren't gigantic, they were still bigger than anyone else abroad the ship.

She was surprised how easy it was to slip her feet right into the pant's legs. Her smaller feet made it much easier to thread them through the holes. They felt quite loose all the way up until she reached her thighs. The fit was a little more snug but about halfway up as they hugged her fairly tightly. It wasn't much of a problem though, the pants were nice and stretchy.

Once they passed the biggest swell of her hips it was like suddenly her pants just got sucked up against her. She felt the crotch press firmly against her pelvis, and behind her she felt the waistband hit the base of her tail. She felt dumb when she realized she forgot to thread her tail through, it was one of the reasons she picked these pants.

Turning her back to the mirror, she used it to help guide herself. She noticed how her ass was perfectly molded in her pants as well as the tufts of blond fur that poked out of the various holes along her thighs and hips. Though it made her blush, she just figured she'd make a note of never wearing them around the rest of the crew.

She grabbed her tail with one hand and pulled her pants down slightly with the other. It was hard to coordinate in the mirror but eventually she was able to pull her pants far enough to thread the tip through. Then, it was just a matter of pulling her pants up again for a nice snug fit. She never knew pants could feel so comfortable as they hugged her contours and with room for her tail it was perfect.

She turned around to face herself in the mirror. She could see her pants looked pretty silly on her despite their comfort. It was like she had yoga pants on her hips and thighs but bell bottoms from the knee down. She was still happy, she knew her more voluptuous figure would be hard to cram in clothes made for her old flat body.

Next, she went to pick out a shirt. The first one on the top of her shirt drawer was a plain white T-shirt with black sleeves. She unfurled it and brought it up over her head before pulling it down. She could feel her long hair getting pulled down as they were forced through the neck hole, hair sliding over her face. She shook her head and did her best to blow her hair away from her face, but eventually she just pushed her hands through the neck hole and pulled the strands back to the sides. She then pulled her arms through the sleeves. Her arms were much slimmer and even with the added fur the sleeves that used to fit snugly felt rather loose now.

Her shirt was bunched up on top of her boobs. She brought her hands to the sides and started to roll it down her body. She needed to tug a little to get it to stretched over her breasts, but the worse was feeling the fabric rub up against her still pert nipples. She shivered but it only made her tug harder and faster just to get it over and done with.

She examined herself in the mirror once more. The shirt at least seemed to fit better. Though her chest needed more material than normal, the shirt still managed to follow the shape of her waist. The only difference was that now her shirt was a little more low cut and showed some of the white fur on her tummy as well as the light spotted fur along her sides. However, one thing she didn't like so much was how her nipples were tenting up her shirt and the stretched white fabric didn't do much to hide their pink color.

It didn't matter much to her. She was alone and she just wanted to cover up, she'd deal with dressing up properly tomorrow. What concerned her more was the warmth between her legs. She also noticed a thin wet streak on her pants between her legs which made her panic a little.

She needed a distraction. She thought playing a game would help get her mind off of the odd sensations her body was sending. Felicia grabbed her tablet and went to her bed to lay down. As she went to lay on the bed she soon realized that her boobs would be in the way again.

Laying down on her back, she felt their weight pull down on either side as they slightly slid apart. It also made it hard to use her tablet as she'd either have to rest the bottom edge right on them, or use her boobs as a back stand for it, but then her muzzle would hide the bottom of the screen.

Rolling over to her side, her boobs would bunch up together, and when trying to hold the tablet so she could see it, she felt her arms squeezing them at the sides. She'd have to play with her elbows awkwardly jutting out to prevent an arm and boob sandwich.

Finally, turning to her front felt a little better. Her breasts pushed her upper body away from the bed, making her back curve. Thankfully, being an engineer, the problem was quickly solved by shoving a pillow down under her tummy. That way her breasts weren't crushed so much and she could lay down more evenly. She felt like she could finally relax and in a matter of minutes she was already starting to lose herself in a game.

Her plan seemed to work. As she started to concentrate more on her game, the lustful tingling sensations seemed less noticeable. However, when ever she moved to reposition herself, she'd feel her nipples tingling as well as the warmth between her legs. She would force herself to concentrate on the game more when ever that happened, but she could tell the sensations were getting less intense.

As she concentrated during her gaming, her tongue would stick out and her ears and tail would twitch about. Felicia felt quite immersed, not even thinking about her body anymore. That is until she suddenly felt a pair of hands grip her waist from behind. They were fairly large hands and almost wrapped completely around the narrowest part of her waist.

Startled, Felicia jumped up and dropped her tablet in front of her on the bed. She didn't even hear anyone come in. Quickly, whipping her head around to see who dared barge in on her, she noticed that no one was there. Even turning to the mirror she just saw a lone feline laying on the bed. Yet, she could still feel those hands gently caressing her waist, thumbs pressing and massaging her around her spine. She started to panic a little, but the way those strong phantom hands rubbed and massaged her felt quite nice.

Felicia couldn't understand how this was happening. She tried to roll over to her back but she couldn't manage to move. Somehow, those invisible hands were able to pin her down on her bed. She didn't know what to do. Her body started to respond to the embrace. Her skin was tingling all over, her nipples sparking as they rubbed up against her bed. She was also getting quite hot between her legs, her pants trapping in the heat. She knew this couldn't be good.

Slowly, she felt one of those hands slide up her right side. It kept a firm grip on her and massaged up along her ribcage until it slid to her front. The thumb hooked the side of her breast as the rest of the hand pushed up and cupped it.

What the hand was doing felt impossible. Her chest was pressed down against her bed and with her pillow pushed up bellow them there was no room for a hand to slide in, yet she could feel one. The hand lingered on her breasts for a moment, gently squeezing and massaging it. Then, it slowly slid up the swell of her chest. The thumb climbed up the side of her breast until it met with it's forefinger to pinch her nipple. Felicia whimpered slightly and shivered, but it only got worse as she could feel the digits gently rolling it between them. The sensation made Felicia bite her lower lip as a soft sensual whimper poured out from her throat.

She was feeling so unbearably horny. She'd never felt such a strong need to be touched and to have her lust satisfied. But she knew it was wrong, none of this should be happening. Yet the hands still kept massaging and teasing her soft sensitive body.

The other hand slowly slid down over the swell of her left hip and back and grope her perfectly round ass. She could feel that the hands had thick pads over their fingers and palm, just like her own, except these were at least twice the size. She could feel the hand behind her sinking into her flesh as it would gently knead her bun like dough.

Felicia didn't realize it, but her soft whimpers started to develop into whispering moans. She kept telling herself she wanted this to stop, that she just wanted things to be normal again. But it was hard to deny how good it felt, and how curious she was to see just how good things could get.

Both hands slid along her frame again, this time both settling on her hips. They groped and massaged her there until she felt a sudden sharp pop. It's like something just shot out of her hips, her pants straining to contain it. Looking over her shoulder, she could see something rectangular was pushing the fabric up. Reaching back with one hand she stretched her waistband enough to slide what ever was jutting from her hip out of hiding. What she saw was a U shaped handle covered in a kind of glossy black rubber. The longest part had little ridges that looked like it was made to be gripped.

Just as she made that realization, she felt the hands grip those handles on either side of her hips and pulled her up with them. Her body jerked forward, pulling her knees in beneath herself and poking her butt up and out as her face and chest were still down against the bed. Looking back to the mirror, she could see that she was quite in a vulnerable and compromising position. All she could do was mover her arms and wiggle around a little. With her tail curled up invitingly, it let anyone behind her know she was ready for them, yet she was still seemingly alone.

One phantom hand went back up to gently massage her other breast while the other slid down lower between her legs. She could feel a large padded digit sliding along the length of her slit, gently grazing up and down before applying a little more pressure. Felicia brought both of her own hands to cover her groin over the fabric of her pants with one hand over the other. As the finger kept teasing her lips she shivered and moaned, pressing her palm down even more against her pussy. It was such an odd sensation. How could that finger keep tickling and teasing her pussy with her hands firmly protecting it.

Her pants were starting to get much wetter as the wet slit became a palm-sized wet patch. The finger didn't hesitate to plunge into her as it reached lower down her slit, twisting it inside of her a few times before sliding it back up and rubbing its wet digit against her swollen clit. Felicia's eyes rolled back, biting her lower lip as she tried to suppress her moans.

She thought it couldn't get much worse. It was so unbearable she just wanted it to finish. She didn't care how she just needed it to be over. But then the finger slid away, gripping the handle at her hip before feeling something small and round poke right at the base of her slit. Felicia could only shiver and she did her best to cover her pussy, but it's not like that did anything before.

She could feel pressure against her pussy as an odd fleshy pointed shape parted her folds and started to slide in. It's like she could feel it pass through her hands. What ever it was that was pushing into her, it started thin and widened until it was about half an inch deep inside her. It was like having a thick fleshy arrowhead being pushed into her sex. The base felt rather wide but as it pushed deeper, she could feel a ridge bellow the arrowhead tip and what followed was a fairly thick and hard shaft. The pointed tip made it easy for the inch wide shaft to slide into her tight and slippery passage. The sensation was incredible to her, feeling the sensitive surface inside her pussy being rubbed so firmly was amazing.

In a moment of lucidity, Felicia realized what was happening. Somehow, something was having sex with her. She had what felt like a cock sliding up inside of her. Trying to rationalize what might be going on she thought that maybe that denying her horny feelings before caused some kind of override that forced her body to get the pleasure it desired, but she was just clutching at straws.

Her thoughts were soon crippled by a wave of pleasure thatwashed over her mind like a tingling wave. Her moans came out more naturally and the hand on her slit started to rub up into her rather than protect her from the phantom cock.

Oncewhat ever was inside her had a good purchase on her sex, she felt the other hand return and grip the free handleon her other hip. With them, she felt herself getting pulled back onto the shaft. Her body rubbedand bobbedback and forth onto the bed despite nothing actually being there. She could feel thedampness of her soaking wet pants spreading to her inner thighs. She started to buck her hips back, feeling her mound grind against her hand, but even more strangely she felt it having an effect on the phantom cock inside of her. She could feel it jerking in deeper with each thrust back.

It picked up the pace. The thrusts becamerougher and more vigorous.Shecould feel something heavy flapping between her legs,slapping against her pelvis periodically.There was alsoan oddbulging mass of flesh at the base of the shaft.

Her hand started to rub along her slit through her soaking wet pants. As she felt the trusts inside of her pussy, her fingers frantically rubbed herclit. Her soft long moans gradually turning into louder sharper moans. Her eyes fluttered, her body shivered as she felt overwhelmed with pleasure. She felt her leg muscles weaken, her mind disconnecting from her body for a moment as she hit her climax. Yet her body was still thrusting back and forth in the air beyond her control. One of her arms shot out in front of her, her hand desperately gripping tightly onto the bedsheet. Her other hand just gripped her mound tightly, feeling it squish wetly in her palm. But despite having climaxed, her her hand clutching her pussy, the thrusting persisted.

Her orgasm kept up it's intensity as the thrusting sensation continued. She'd never felt it last for so long before. Part of her enjoyed it greatly, but she was worried about staying "stuck" in a state of constant climax. With one strong thrust, she felt that phantom cock slide in as deep as it ever did before. The mass of flesh at the base of the shaft popping into her. She could feel it stay buried deep inside of her, twitching and pulsating as it pumped something thick and warm inside of her. She could feel that mass swell up right behind her entrance as if it was making her mound bulge out more. It was now much larger than her pussy could comfortably spread, it was stuck inside of her.

Slowly, her knees slid back as she lowered her body to lay down. Only her butt was still poking up as it descended, her hips angled out as if the cock was attached to someone behind her. For a moment she just lay face down in her bed, wallowing in her orgasm as it slowly faded away.

That is until she felt those hands, still gripping her hip handles, push her forward. Her eyes went wide. She felt the cock tugging at the inside of her pussy. She hoped that what ever was happening wasn't going to tear her open. She felt three firm tugs back before the hands left her handles. Not too long after, the cock she felt locked inside of her simply vanished in an instant. As it did, her body slumped down flat on the bed, tail falling and curling to her side.

She was left to lay in bed in confusion with a hand still tucked down between her legs. She was relieved that it seemed to be over now. She felt like she should change but she suddenly felt very tired. She could feel a tingling along her back as if she had two tubes on either side of her spine. Her power cells were low and the charger had just kicked in. If she had the energy she would have liked to get out of her soaked pants, but instead she gradually closed her eyes and powered down.