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You - yes, you - are a catgirl (well, more of a young woman than an actual girl, but the term still fits). You're a relatively petite and pretty one, with bright green eyes, a cute muzzle with a pink nose, a coat of luxurious tawny fur with subtle orange highlights, and a long, plush tail that occasionally has a life of its own. Overall, you are quite fit for a female of your species, and as a hunter you're quick enough with a knife and a bow, but your strength has limits - without sufficient care and cunning, you can be overpowered by most opponents, usually with predictable consequences (especially if the opponent happens to be male).

You are quite proud of your "assets," and justifiably so. Your chest features a pair of well-formed B-cup breasts with bright pink nipples, slightly above average for your kind, the perfect size to cradle in your (or someone else's) hands. Additional rows of nipples run down your chest, barely poking out of the fur that covers them. You have a thin waist and hips that flare nicely beneath it, and a tight, well-toned ass. A patch of fur on your legs is bright white, forming a heart shape from behind as it runs along your ass and down your inner thighs. The fur between your legs recedes to reveal a soft, pale pink mound, and if you lean over and look down carefully, you can see the edges of the soft folds that form your pussy lips emerging beneath, and the little hood that protrudes in front to cover your soft, sensitive button of a clitoris. You can't see the part that goes inside, of course, but you know from experience that it's stretchy enough to accommodate a wide variety of males, resilient enough to withstand frenzied, repeated feline matings, and sensitive enough to clearly feel, and be pleasured by, most anything that enters. You're sexy and you know it, and when you walk with that particular sway in your hips, a male of your species would have to be castrated or dead not to take notice. Most of the time, of course, notice is all they'll take, since if they're aggressive towards you when you're not interested, you won't even need a knife - a direct application of claws and fangs is usually sufficient to quell even the most overactive libido. Of course, that's most of the time, with one rather huge exception - an exception that you quickly realize has found you once again.

It's not even just the dream, either. You know, that one, where you're lying in a soft bed with pillows all around, and that gorgeous guy with the dark, penetrating eyes, silver fur, and rippling muscles is licking your face, then your breasts, then seemingly everywhere all at once, and while the only thing he can say is "eleven," over and over again, you don't mind at all as he takes you in his arms, rubs that warm thick feline cock across your shivering cuntlips, and then softly nips your neck as he mates you... No, it's not just that. You've had that dream before, even on a normal night. It's more the fact that when you wake up, even through your fur, you can tell that your naked butt is lying in a wet spot on the bed, a wet spot that is surely related to the moisture you can feel slowly beginning to drip from between your legs. That, and there's a tingling sensation forming in your abdomen, a sensation that you know will soon turn into an ache, and then a burning need as your body demands to be filled. You glance down, noticing how your breasts have swelled almost a half-size larger, with the nipples engorged and surely sensitive. You dart a hand along your abdomen, and down between your legs, and your state is quickly confirmed - you can feel that your mound is puffed outward, almost surely a bright pink from its engorgement, and it is already quite sensitive to the touch, sending a shiver along your hips and down your legs as your hand passes along it. When you bring your hand back up, it is damp with your moisture, and reeks of the sweet, exotic scent of your heat.

You know that you should get up, and figure out how you want to handle your heat before the need gets too strong for you to properly think. On the other hand, you're feeling nice and sensitive, there's already a wet spot on your bed, and your hand is already soaked. Maybe it makes sense to give yourself a few minutes, and see if you can use your hands to relieve some of that desire first, futile though it might be in your condition?