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Cat Bites Part V

By The Dark Trianni

This story contains the following:

BD : Bondage and/or discipline;

DS : Dominance and/or submission;

FF : Female/female sex;

FD : Female dominant;

MF : Male/female sex;

MD : Male dominant;

FT : Fetish (usually clothing);

FU : Furry;

GR : Growth/enlargement of bodies and parts (i.e. breast enlargement);

HM : Humiliation;

LA : Lactation;

MA : Masturbation;

MC : Mind control;

NC : Non-consensual. Any of this doesn't appeal to you, don't read it.

The characters in this story are mine and mine alone; no one is to use them. If I find them used by anyone, then that is called 'stealing', and stealing is against the law. Please do not break the law. Every time you break the law, an angel loses its wings. Every time an angel loses its wings, God gets pissed. Every time God gets pissed, we as a whole feel his wrath. The dinosaurs broke laws, angels lost their wings, God got pissed, and God smote them as a whole. Get it? If not, let me put it bluntly; DO NOT USE THESE CHARACTERS!!

Chapter 5 Double Feature: Let Bygones Be Bargains & Pick Up the Tab

Sarah sighed as she relaxed on a leather sofa in Ranki's living room. She could hear the sounds in the bathroom clearly as Ranki and Haley had their fun in the shower. All that moaning, groaning, banging and mooing began to irritate her sensitive ears, but at the same time, she couldn't help but envy the cowgirl. Just knowing she was having Ranki's--"NO! Bad Sarah!" she scolded herself. She wasn't about to be turned into some envious, sex-hungry little fuck-kitten. She decided to watch some TV, hoping that would drown out some of the sex she was hearing. Reaching for the remote, she wondered what kinds of television Ranki watched on his spare time.

Turning on the TV, Sarah could say she wasn't at all surprised. "Porn," she said aloud as she saw a naked Trianni girl washing up in the shower. "Figures a horny little creep like Ranki would watch porn." Flipping the channel up, she saw another station of porn. Up more, more porn. She even punched in a random number, and porn popped up. "Geeze! Can he get anymore porn? Is it possible?" As she continued to flip through the various stations of porn on the television, she began to get restless. There was sex all around her; in the bathroom, on the TV, in the bedroom and there were even porn magazines on the table right in front of her. "God! This is really irritating!" she shouted as she tossed the remote onto the floor. Curiously, her eyes moved up to the screen as an attractive wolf girl walked onto the scene.

The girl looked over her shoulder and gave a fanged grin as she lay herself down on the large bed, belly down. She wore a nice red top that showed a decent amount of cleavage and a short red leather skirt that barely covered her round backside. Her black tail wagged as a looming shadow covered her. The screen changed to a large muscular Trianni male pulling off his form-fitting muscle shirt while wearing a lustful grin. "Do this often?" he asked the wolf girl.

"More than you think, big boy," she said from offscreen. The male tossed his shirt down to the floor and began to undo his belt. Within a few moments, his belt was off and his pants fell to the ground, the angle of the shot only showing up to the top of his calfs, and the girl in between them. She smirked, eyeing his package. Sarah subconscious wondered how big he was. Judging by the wolf girl's reaction, it appeared to be quite large. "My my, someone must work out more than his biceps," she joked, sitting onto her knees. The screen moved to a closer shot of her. The way she was sitting plus the angle, Sarah could see the girl's panties. Shrugging the disgust away, she watched on, almost curiously. With a swift motion, her shirt flew off her, and her sizable breasts bounced a bit. Smirking to herself, Sarah commented that her breasts were much larger, and taking a small amount of pride in that. Just as quickly as the shirt, her skirt was pulled off, panties and all. Positioning herself right, her vaginal lips were visible for all eyes. As she played with them a bit, she looked to the Trianni again and grinned. "Ready, big fella?" she said in a lustful tone.

Sarah watched as the screen switched to a behind view of the girl, finally showing the Trianni, full frontal. Her eyes widened as she saw the huge monster standing proudly between his well-toned legs. Of course, Ranki's was bigger, but it was still gigantic! She had already grown wet. He stepped up to the girl, who was sitting with her legs spread at the edge, obviously waiting to take that serpent into her. With a sharp gasp from the wolf girl, his powerful member was thrust into her roughly. Sarah's interest in the angles and overall presentation of said angles was diminished as her attention turned primarily to his pumping organ. As it made the wet slapping noise, her hands trembled as her eyes watched carefully. His groaning came in time with her breaths, and the girls soft moaning and look of ecstacy brought her quivering hand between her already spread legs. In only a few short moments, her fingers danced over her hot slit and pumped them in and out in rhythm to his thrusts. She found that her and the girl in the movie were breathing in unison, moaning and gasping as well. Her fingering became faster as the Trianni pumped his hips harder and faster. Wetter and hotter she became, her foot accidentally hit the 'mute' button, and other, more erotic sounds flooded her ears.

Ranki's loud and powerful grunts and Haley's lustful moans paraded from the bathroom to Sarah's sensitive ears, and caused her to go into overdrive. "O-ooh!" she moaned, arching her back against the back of the sofa and thrusting her fingers in further. She couldn't stop now; not while she was so close. Pumping harder and faster made her think of the pulsing head of Ranki's penis. At that point, she began to wish she had taken up the offer for a threesome. Subconsciously, of course, Sarah was scolding herself repeatedly for entertaining such thoughts, but her fingers didn't seem to care too much as they delved deeper into her slit and rubbed against her swollen clit. The ideas of Ranki turning her into his horny slut, at his every beck and call and petty whim, repulsed her, but at the same time, made her all the more aroused. Grinding her crotch against her hand as it ventured further into her, she began to moan loudly, calling Ranki's name in desperation. With that, she felt a flood of her juices gush from her vagina and all over her hand. As she gathered her breath, her fingers unconsciously went to her lips where they met her tongue and a thought went to her head; "When I thought about what Ranki did to me, I got even more aroused... Why was that?" She held her head with her clean hand and sighed. "It's a disgusting thought, to be used and changed by his sick, perverse mind!" she shouted aloud, frustrated.

"Disgusting, is it?" Sarah quickly turned to see Ranki, stark naked and shining with sweat, among other things. Her face turned bright red as she made eye-contact with his incredibly long flaccid member, and tried to bring her gaze up to his eyes. With his trademark fanged smirk, he made his approach.

"W-what're you doing here?" she asked curiously, eyes watching as his manhood began to spring back to life. "I-I thought... you were screwing Haley?"

"I heard you call my name," he answered simply, though a bit smugly. "Actually, it was more of a breathless moan." Sarah looked down, face brightening. "And by the looks of things, I think I know what you were doing." She shook a little, pressing her knees together, feeling her wet thighs. "Well, c'mon then."

She wasn't sure what she should do. Though she had just moments ago pleased herself, she was still horny--more than she was just previously. But she didn't want to follow him. "I-I'm fine here, by myself," she answered, standing nervously as she stroked her arm slowly.

A cold laugh came from Ranki, turning to face her. His amber eyes leering at her hungrily made her press her thighs together again, this time feeling even more wet than before. "Quit acting stupid and come with me for a good fucking," he said bluntly, heading back to his room. The vulgarity of his statement aroused her tremendously for some reason. She thought she would cum from that alone. Now she needed sex. With a moan, Sarah followed Ranki quickly.

As Sarah walked into the room, she saw Haley kneeling down before Ranki, sucking him off with all she was worth. Her left hand was busy down between her plump thighs while her right stroked whatever of his member wasn't in her mouth. Sarah looked from the cowgirl to Ranki, who shot her an almost sinister grin. "So, change your mind, eh?" he asked mockingly. Sarah stood in the middle of the room with his eyes locked on her. Without a word or gesture, she began pulling her tight top over her large breasts, giving a nice little jiggle, and quickly dropped her skirt to her feet. She took a step forward, but was stopped by Ranki's outstretched arm. "Can't you see I'm busy, Sarah?" Grinning, he placed his hand on Hayley's head, bringing her lips further down his shaft, getting a muffled moo from his loyal slave.

"W-what?" Sarah gasped, thighs shaking slightly.

"You took so long making your decision, Sarah, that I got bored of waiting and had Haley give me a relaxing cock sucking." His fangs appeared in a grin that had become all too familiar. A loud smack was heard, followed by a moan. Suddenly Haley began to bob her head faster up and down his length. Another smack, and her pace hastened once more. Sarah's eyes darted to Ranki's powerful tail as it raised up high and whipped itself against Haley's perfect backside again, ordering her to speed up. "Yesss, Haley," he groaned, gripping her brown hair between his fingers, "Suck me all up, like a good slut."

As Haley moaned into his lap, her fingering became more intense as her juices began to leak through her fingers. Sarah watched through doe-eyes as Ranki leaned further back as Haley continued to please him orally. She could practically taste him and smell his pungent scent, arousing her more the more she thought of it. More wetness dribbled from her nether lips. She saw him first, so why did Haley get this privilege? Moaning, she continued to watch, allowing her hand move to her crotch. Suddenly, however, she felt that she could move no further down her body. Try as she might, her arm refuses to move.

With a laugh, Ranki turned his attention back to Sarah. "Oh no no, Sarah. We can't have you doing that again," he snickered. Her face stated plainly that she was now desperate for release. "You'll have your turn," the Dark Trianni assured, albeit a little darkly. Sarah moaned helplessly as she felt her lips pulse and quiver with need. Haley's sucking slowed as she slid her lips up his member to the base of his swollen head. First gently flicking the tip with her tongue, she began to violently suck and tease, moving her teeth against the sensitive skin. It continued to pulse in her mouth. "Y-yes! Suck harder, cow-cunt!" he shouted and spanked her posterior with a loud slap. A loud moan came from her--apparently, Sarah wasn't the only one turned on by dirty talk.

"O-ooh, Master! Fuck my tits!" Haley mooed lustfully, bringing herself back and positioned her giant, milk-filled breasts so Ranki's member stood proudly between the tan flesh. With his head still sticking out, Haley continued to suck and lick harder at it. Ranki began to pump his hips, thrusting in and out of her massive cleavage, stimulating her greatly with his hard, rough erection. Her mooing continued as his fingers began to pull her long nipples, jets of milk erupting from them and onto his lap. "M-master! Fuck my tits! Fuck my giant tits!" she continued to moan, arching her back. With a final grunt and mighty thrust, Ranki's head burst, sending globs of semen all over the expansive breasts and over-pleasured face of his sex slave.

As Ranki withdrew his member from Haley's breasts, Sarah watched, helplessly horny and more than a little bit lubricated as he took a few steps towards her. "What's the matter, Sarah? Don't you want the best fucking of your life?"

Quickly, she shook her head as she pressed her wet thighs together. "N-no, I c-changed my mind!" she said, a little forcefully. "I am not going to cave in and become his personal whore!" Her tail absently coiled around her legs and the tip of it pressed against her crotch, as if to block it from view. "I-I'll j-just--"

Before she was able to finish her sentence, Ranki had her pressed to the wall, sly smirk on his face like always. This guy always had some kind of plan cooking in his twisted mind. "You don't want to be fucked, is that it?" he asked darkly. Unsure with how to answer, Sarah nodded, though her face was bright red. "Reeeally?" he asked again, grinding his stiff erection against the opening of her slit, sending shivers down her spine to the tip of her tail. Her ears flattened as she nodded again. Was he just going to let her go? She had to see. But first, she had to fight off his come-ons. "Are you suuure? Sarah, I can feel how wet your pussy is..." Ranki stopped teasing her with his erection and replaced it with a few fingers hooking their way into her lips, fingering her and creating noticeable wet noises from within. She moaned loudly, arching her back and pressing her chest to his. She was losing her resolve again. Faster and further his fingers pushed in, adding to her pleasure. "You can't lie to me, you fuck-hungry cunt!" Ranki growled as he pulled his fingers out and quickly thrust his swollen head into her hungry slit. Sarah's moaning had increased in volume as she ground her hips against his mighty member. She could feel that she had already climaxed--her vaginal walls convulsed and gripped his shaft relentlessly as her juices gushed out. "Yeeaah, you love to have that cunt of yours fucked, don't you, Sarah?" the Dark Trianni teased, pinching and pulling her hardened nipples as his thrusts continued to come more fiercely and violently.

The blonde bucked her hips even more wildly as her second climax struck her. "O-OOH!! Ranki! Yes!" she screamed out, clawed hands finding his shoulders and digging into his flesh. Climax after climax, Sarah was in a state of incredible ecstasy. Her eyes rolled into her head as her final, most intense orgasm ripped through her frame. At that instant, Ranki filled her with his hot semen, which hasn't dimmed in consistency despite having three back-to-back ejaculations. Was there no end to his reservoir sexual fluids? At this moment, Sarah couldn't care any less about the question. She just wanted more sex. "Fuck me again, Ranki," she almost demanded, blowing a strand of her hair from her nose.

"Nope, sorry." Unceremoniously, Ranki dropped her on her round posterior and walked to his bed and laid down, grinning at her.

"W-what?" she squeaked. "Did I do something wrong?" she thought. In an instant, she suddenly lost all arousal and was able to think clearly again. "W-what're you plotting?"

Ranki grinned and sat up. "You said that you didn't want sex not even ten minutes ago, didn't you?" Quickly, she nodded. Her body had betrayed her; that was all. "Well, then I'm no longer gonna fuck you." Her ears perked up immediately. What did he just say? "That's right, I'm not gonna fuck you. I'm going to let you fuck me at anytime you want to."

"Same difference," she argued, crossing her arms over her large breasts. "You're just going to will me to have sex with you, which would be just like you doing it to me since it won't be of my own decision anyway!" Ranki chuckled at that, making her worry. He was up to something.

He looked to her, poker faced, and grinned more. "No. I'm actually not going to alter you in anyway during this little game of ours."

"'Game'!? This is no 'game', Ranki, this is my life you're screwing with!" she shouted and clenched her fists.

He stood and ran a hand through his hair. "It's a game now. Let's make a little wager." Sarah looked him face to face and nodded, a skeptical look in his eye. "If you can resist having sex with me for two days, I'll return you to normal and erase your memory of this entire ordeal." So far, this was sounding good to Sarah. "But if you have sex with me at all within the two days, you'll be my bimbo sex toy for a week."

She laughed and shook her head. "You said you won't change me in any way, right?" she double checked. Ranki nodded. "No jumped up arousal? No ridiculously high sensitivity? Nothing, right?" Again, he nodded.

"Just as you are right now," he declared.

"Piece of cake then," Sarah stated, standing proudly.

"We'll see about that," Ranki said, grinning like a Cheshire cat again. "So we're in agreement?" Holding his hand out for a competitive handshake, Sarah could see he was good for his word. Of course, Ranki was always full of surprises... But this was her best bet to get her normal life back. She had to do it! As if the offer would expire, she snatched up his hand with both of hers and shook heartily. "Good."

"Now, you better keep your end of the bargain," Sarah warned. She wasn't running the risk of being his bimbo slave for nothing.

Ranki bowed gentlemanly in front of her, amber eyes locked onto her body like a demented puppet. "Even a Dark Trianni has to keep his word."

Sarah was relieved. She honestly believed Ranki. If it was just about not having sex with him, it should be easy. She naturally found him repulsive after all his heartless transformations he's made her go through. "I'm going to lie down now," she said, picking up her clothes as she turned to leave. Suddenly, she was stopped.

"No, no, Sarah," he said, waving his finger. "While I can't alter you, you still have to obey me," he added, very very darkly.

Sarah was in tears now. "But you gave me your word!" she cried out, voice cracking helplessly. She was being betrayed already! "You rotten asshole! I trusted you to keep your word!"

Ranki slapped her playfully, blank, bored expression on his face. "I... I did keep my word." Sarah stared at him, utterly confused. "You have to obey my commands, however. You're still my property."

"Aren't you going to make me have sex with you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow in question.

"No, because where's the fun in that?" Ranki's answer came fast and sure. "You have to watch as I go 'shopping' again," he declared, fangs bared in another one of his sadistic grins.

"Again?!" came Sarah's reaction. "You're going to kidnap another girl and make her into your slave!?"

Ranki laughed evilly, casting his cold eyes on her. "Exactly, Sarah. If you somehow manage to go two days without sex, I'll be needing a replacement. Of course, when you do cave in, a third girl just means more fun." Sarah leered at him spitefully. "Go take a shower; you reek of sex." That said, he started out of the room to the front bathroom. Sarah sighed and shook her head. She was going to prove to Ranki that she wasn't some sex-driven Trianni's whore. But for now, she was forced to obey his commands. Into the shower.

As she lathered up the soap and let the warm water pour onto her, she began to think. Was Ranki really going to keep his end of the bargain? Or is it just some way to toy with her? Sighing, she decided the only thing to do was to abstain from having sex. "If I can abstain," she muttered to herself. Even soaping her breasts was arousing her; they were incredibly sensitive. Her nipples hardened with each touch. It was amazing, and it was only a soft touch! If she wasn't careful, she would lose the bet before the night was through. "Get it together, Sarah! You can do this! It all boils down to willpower and determination!" Her tail indicated her mood with its erratic, swift lashings.

Outside of the shower, she heard a rather excited moo. "That makes me think of Master's whips," Haley commented, swaggering her hips towards the sliding glass, Sarah being able to make out her large frame easily through the steam of her shower. "Mind if I join you, Sarah?" the cow asked sexily, cute lazy expression on as her own tail waves back and forth slowly.

Sarah gave Haley a relatively cold shoulder, both childishly jealous of the cow for having spent more time with Ranki, and her greater assets. Probably due to more of Ranki's subconscious reprogramming. It wasn't in her nature to be so cold. "No, I don't mind," she said, looking to the slippery floor of the shower, ashamed of her own selfish thoughts.

Haley quickly took up the offer and slipped into the fairly small stall with Sarah. They both had to squeeze tightly in order to accommodate. With her much larger build, it was more of an issue for Haley. "M-mm, tight fit, isn't it?" she asked coyly as she ran her hand up Sarah's deliciously curved hip gently. Sarah jumped a bit at the soft touch, but found herself purring lightly from it. "Like that, Sarah?" she whispered into the other girl's ear hotly. Sarah allowed a small moan sneak by her slightly agape lips as she felt the other girls hand rub and grope her hip affectionately. "Your skin is soooo smooth, Sarah," she almost gasped.

Sarah felt a soft warmth spread over her cheeks as she absently began to grind her rear against Haley, breathing slightly heavier. Haley licked her lips and placed both hands on Sarah's hips, pulling her closer to her thighs. "H-Haley..." she moaned slightly, leaning her back against the cow, craning her neck to look over her shoulder to plant a little kiss on Haley's awaiting lips. The two kissed for a moment before Sarah's hand reached behind her to caress the other girl's cheek. With a low moo and a moan, Haley's hand slipped between Sarah's thighs and began to rub the opening slowly, pressing a finger in slightly. Sarah's moan was loud as she began to grind against the finger almost desperately. "H-Haley, y-yes! Give me more!" she shouted, eyes clamped shut tightly as her furious blushing continued. Just as Haley began to press more fingers in, it occurred to her that this might count as sex to Ranki. She grabbed Haley's hand, a little disappointed, and moved it away a bit, confusing the cow. "H-Haley..." she said softly, turning around completely to face her, "I have a better idea..."

"Mmm, I'd like to hear it," Haley mooed as Sarah began to push her firmly against the tiled wall of the stall.

"Just sit back, Haley, and I'll show you," Sarah assured sexily and slowly moved her lips down to one of her thick, elongated nipples and wrapped her lips around it firmly. Haley jut her mounds out more as she moaned, allowing the Trianni to take control. She was about to suck her breast dry, but remembered what Ranki had said--it was a powerful aphrodisiac to all who drank it. One taste and she would lose it for sure. Not wanting to disappoint Haley, however, Sarah teasingly bit down on the long nipple, making sure the resulting geyser of milk sprayed out and away from her mouth. Haley moaned again, more high pitched. "I'm gonna milk these titties for you," she said, taking both into her hands and pulled back. The milk splashed against her body, making her sigh. The milk was more soothing than the water itself. This was going to be a long shower...

After about twenty minutes, the two left the bathroom together, Sarah still modestly clinging to a towel, which failed to go down enough to cover her pubic mound, while the more confident Haley strut about nude, letting the cool air of the room dry her off slowly. Sarah had milked Haley's perpetually milking breasts throughly, bathing the both of them in the creamy milk, and also pleased the cow with her rough feline tongue, which Haley seemed to enjoy very much. "Sarah, I never realized how much you liked pink meat," came Ranki's voice from behind them. Sarah gasped and looked to him in shock. "Why the surprise? I could hear the two of you going at it. You were loud enough." He approached Sarah calmly and took the towel from her for no apparent reason other than wanting to see her nude body, smirking widely at her. "I could count what you and Haley did in there as sex, you know..."

"Ranki, please don't," she gasped, knees buckling.

He grinned and shook his head. "It wouldn't be very fun to end our game now, would it?" Sarah was relieved he was so arrogant. "Besides, we never went over all the rules. To be fair, the game begins after I explain them." Sarah nodded, albeit a bit let down--she could've enjoyed some oral attention from Haley had she had known that. "Rule one: You can't have any form of sex. You cannot receive oral sex, vaginal sex or anal sex. That includes finger penetration, so no masturbation either." Sarah cursed mentally. She was hoping he would allow masturbation--that is technically a form of abstinence. "Rule two: If giving oral sex arouses you, that is also not allowed." Well, at least she can still play with Haley... Wait, why would she want to willingly? "Rule three: Sexual fantasies are also not allowed. They're more like sexual simulations, which is like the act of sex. And don't think you can hide it from me. I can have my ways to find out--trust me." Sarah shook. Is it possible he can read her thoughts? "Are the rules clear?"

Sarah looked away, trying to keep her cool and nodded to him. "This'll be easy," she declared toughly. Ranki grabbed her face and turned it to face his malicious expression. The tough act she was fronting crumbled before his amber eyes.

"Don't start acting tough, Sarah. It won't work," he warned and released her face. "Now, you and Haley get dressed. We're going to a bar for dinner."

"Dinner?" they both asked in unison, Haley just now walking out from the back room. "I thought we were going 'shopping'?" she added.

Ranki's grin returned, as dark as ever. "That is where we'll find what I'm after," the Dark Trianni answered. "Now get those sexy asses in the clothes I laid out for you," he commanded. Loyally, the two headed into the back room as Ranki stood outside, waiting for Sarah's eventual outburst.

"I'm sure I can do without sex," Sarah muttered as she shook her wet hair dry. Looking down on the bed, she found one outfit with a tag reading 'Haley' on it. It had a cowbell collar that was actually quite cute, especially on a cow girl like her. There laid an impossibly small red button-up wrap-around, which only sported one button, with a faint plaid pattern on it. Despite it being several sizes too small for Haley's bust, it too would look good on her. Finally, a pair of small blue Daisy Dukes. Judging by Haley's wide hips, it would probably end up looking more like large bikini bottoms rather than shorts. She was interested to see just how Haley would first manage to slip it on, and then how it would all come together.

Haley was excited to see such a sexy outfit waiting for her to try on. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought she'd be able to wear such a thing with her original meek frame. She couldn't wait to try it on. Quickly she put the collar on and gave it a small jingle, making her moo in delight. But before Haley could enjoy it further, her room mate shrieked loudly. "Sarah! What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" she repeated. "Ranki is 'what's the matter!'" She found a collar similar to Haley's only a smaller, daintier cat's bell on a thick leather band. Her top, if that's what it could even be called, was nothing but a thin piece of green material . Tying it would be hard enough with her large breasts getting in the way, but the feel of it is like silk; her super sensitive nipples would be sticking up the entire time! And with no under clothing or bra, they'd be for all eyes to see! This would barely cover the expanse of her bust, and at a bar of all placed with a all those drunk men ogling her, having a good time was definitely out of the question. There was also a dark forest green, cat striped skirt that lay before her, which was much shorter than the one she wore at the mall, if that was even possible. "I-I can't wear this!" she exclaimed, looking down at the clothes. She picked the skirt up, and something fell out from inside it. Looking down at it, it looked like a bright red thong. "A thong with a skirt this short!?" Holding up the thong, she sighed, knowing that that while it would cover very little of herself, it was better than going around without any underwear at all.

"I think it'd look sexy on you, Sarah," Haley commented, eyes on her body and clothes, imagining what she would look like with them on. Sarah felt the eyes on her and began to blush. "Just try them on," she pleaded as she came from behind Sarah and pressed her chest to her back firmly. Sarah gasped softly in mild surprise. Haley's arms slunk around Sarah's waist as moved in closer to whisper into her ear. "Just think about all the looks you'll get from the cute guys," she said in a silky voice, her hot breath against Sarah's neck. "Maybe you'll get lucky tonight," she whispered again.

Sarah couldn't muster anything to say. All that came was a moan. Somehow, Haley's touch was irresistible; it felt so good just to be touched that she was actually becoming aroused. She felt her lips quivering between her legs as moisture began to spill down her thighs. "H-Haley?" she began breathlessly. She had to keep her focus on the bargain and what awaits her should she fail. "I-I'm not in the mood for that right now," she gasped. Haley's face faltered a bit as she pulled away a bit. "I'm really sorry..."

"It's alright..."

Sarah didn't mean to hurt the cow's feelings, but unless she wants to be Ranki's bimbo slave for a week, she had to. But she still didn't like upsetting anyone--even if it was Ranki in Haley's stead. She went up from behind Haley and quickly moved her hand up to a massive globe, giving a soft caress. Surprised, Haley moaned. Sarah's other hand had crept to Haley's thighs and parted the lips with her fingers. "When we get back, we'll have some fun. I promise," she whispered to the cow, groping her breast a little and rubbing her trembling clit. Haley mooed in compliance and they kissed once again. As they parted, Sarah licked Haley's lips and smiled at her. "Right now, we have to get dressed or Ranki will get mad." With that, the two began to get their clothes on--with their figures, it would be a chore all its own.

About an hour later, the two finally had their clothes on. The red plaid top Haley wore looked as though the button would pop at any little provocation, but it surprisingly held her large breasts together as well as showed off a generous amount of cleavage. However, it held them perhaps too well as they bulged obscenely from the top and they threatened to jump out on their own. The shorts, as Sarah suspected, looked less like a pair of shorts and more like a pair of oversized bikini bottoms. The curves of her posterior were entirely visible, the front looked as if it was a very tight fit, and the waistband strained and arched down towards her crotch a bit. While the result was very appealing, she looked a little stuffed in, and slutty. But she loved it. She jangled the bell cutely as she stood in front of Ranki for his approval. "So, Master? What do you think?"

Ranki smirked as he looked her over. Her tight clothes accented her wide frame and that's exactly what he wanted to see. "I wanna peel those clothes off you and fuck you senseless," he answered. "Is that an answer you like?" Haley giggled as she hopped up a bit, causing her breasts to struggle in their tight confines. "Now, Sarah, let's see what you look like." There was a pause. Sarah wasn't too proud of her outfit and she definitely didn't want to Ranki to see her. "Sarah, get your ass in here right now," he demanded. She cursed herself because she knew that she was bound by his words. She stepped out of the room and stood before Ranki, face bright red. Her nipples were poking out through the green fabric of her top, which in fact rubbed her nipples and aroused them. Where it was stretched over her chest, the material took on a slightly transparent look, looking close to tearing and the tie in back practically threatened to undo. Her skirt hugged her hips tightly, stretching the the stripe patterns a bit. While the other skirt made it about a quarter of the way to her knees, this one barely made it there. Her red thong was perfectly visible as it contrasted with her skirt so much. While Haley looked mildly whorish, Sarah was very whorish in comparison. "Oh yeah," he hummed, looking to her panties. "It really looks good on you, Sarah..." Sarah simply looked away, face red as a tomato. "Now we're ready, girls. In the car."

As they drove down the road to the bar that Ranki spoke of, Sarah, again, let her mind wander about this little venture. He already made it clear he was going 'shopping', which ended up with him abducting Haley and transforming her to the voluptuous cow girl she is now. Sarah had a strange feeling of jealousy. Another girl means less sex for her. Catching herself with such a thought, she bit her tongue hard, tasting blood. She didn't want sex if it meant having her life back. She straightened in her seat, attempting to look more confident and immune to anything Ranki may be able to dish out. She just had to make sure that she stayed that way. "That's right. Stay focused, Sarah. Stay focused and you'll be back to your normal self." She looked down at herself for a moment; such large, beautiful breasts, slim waist that flared into broad hips, firm, taunt posterior... Part of her didn't want to lose that body. Of course, that was also the part that wanted to pounce on Ranki and screw him in a senseless haze of lust which Sarah had always ignored.

"We're here," Ranki said, dragging Sarah out of her thoughts instantly. "Last Stop Bar and Grill," he announced.

Haley quickly hopped out of the car, nearly allowing her breasts to bounce from their less than adequate prison--and it very much looked like a prison by the way they were pressed together. Some whistling was heard behind her, so she turned around in a way that her breasts jiggled more. A group of men cheered belligerently, whistling at the show the cow girl was putting on. She gave them a dead-sexy look and blew a kiss, leaning forward exaggeratedly to give them a nice view of her near-endless cleavage. More cheers erupted as the group walked passed them and into the bar. "I already like this place," she said and mooed pleasingly.

Sarah was quickly disgusted. "Haley, you can't just do that! Those guys will probably think you're easy!"

Haley looked to the Trianni girl, a little confused. "But... I am easy," she replied. "I can't wait to see how much sex I can get tonight!" she declared with a wide grin. Sarah looked at Haley, deer-in-headlights eyes, and shook her head.

Ranki laughed at Sarah and smirked. "Sarah, Sarah, Sarah. Sex is going to be an important part of your life very soon, so why not just accept that Haley will be a living example of what will become of you." She leered at him fiercely and clenched her fists. "Now quit wasting time and get your ass in the bar." With a frustrated sigh, Sarah pushed passed Ranki and headed for the entrance. But not before she was met with a firm slap on her backside from Ranki. "Get used to that too; there's a reason I gave a you such a nice ass." Looking back at him and rubbing where his hand met her, she rushed into the bar and Ranki followed closely behind.

The place smelled of tobacco, cheap alcohol and cologne and slutty perfume. A thick fog of smoke drifted about the place, bad rock music boomed from the jukebox, and the obnoxious laughing of the obviously drunk men was endless. Sarah stood in the doorway, looking every which way like a scared kitten, and started taking a few steps backward. She bumped into Ranki, who smirked at her with his fanged teeth. "What's the matter? Scared?" Before she could answer, he pushed her forward into the bar and into the lap of another man.

The man grinned at her and wrapped an arm around her waist. He was a large wolf black wolf man with large muscles and sharp, pearly white teeth. "Hey baby," he said slyly.

His breath smelled horrible and his body odor was not any better. "L-let go of me!" she screamed and scratched at his face with her claws. He yelped in pain as he let her go. His large hand went up to his face and rubbed where she had slashed at him.

Though he was in pain, he couldn't help but laugh. "I likes em' feisty," he chuckled and licked his lips. Not wanting to take any chances with this guy, Sarah turned on her heels and ran off, making sure to whip his face with her tail as she did so.

She continued to run until she found Ranki sitting at a table by himself. She leered at him dangerously as she caught her breath. "Have fun with Brutus?" he said, smirking devilishly. She growled and seized his collar. "Ah-ah. Temper, Sarah." He tapped her nose lightly. "Keep in mind I can make you do whatever I want, and in a public place too." She stopped growling and slowly lowered him back to the table. "Now, sit down." Almost immediately, she sat down across from him.

She looked out the window, wanting to avoid eye contact with Ranki. "Where's Haley?"

"Haley's over there having some fun," he answered, gesturing to the cow across the way, sitting with the same group of men that whistled at her. She had a pleased look on her face as the men stroked her thigh, close to her crotch, as they spoke to her. One was even copping a feel. "I bet by the end of the night, she'll have had all of them at least once."

"And you're not even concerned?" Sarah snapped. "Have you ever heard of STD's!?"

Ranki chuckled lowly. "Have you forgotten that I can alter genetic make-up? I can make it so you're immune to such things." Sarah sighed in relief. At least Ranki knew what he was doing. "Oh, look. They're getting up." Sarah looked over to Haley and her group of men as they all walked to the bathroom. "How about that; not even a few minutes," he said looking to his watch. He then looked to the Trianni girl and smirked. "Care to join them?"

"No, I'm fine," she answered quickly and crossed her arms, smirking at him herself.

"Ah, I see. Waiting for me, are you?" he mused, smirking right back.

"Cocky, are we?" Sarah joked.

"A whole foot long," came the response.

A few more minutes passed and finally a waitress arrived to take their orders, placing a glass of water in front of the two. She was a cute girl that looked about twenty with dirty blonde hair tied into a tight braided ponytail. Ranki's eyes looked to her chest and grinned. While she wasn't incredibly endowed, she was rather modest with a set of C-cups. Looking further down, she had nearly no hips and next to nothing in back. "Oh, we can fix that," Ranki thought as he looked to her.

"Hi, my name's Joanne and I'll be your waitress for the evening," she greeted. "Can I get you anything to drink or are you ready to order?"

"Yes, two large beers. We're not quite ready to order just yet though." Ranki looked to her some more, making her fidget a bit nervously.

"Right, coming right up," she said as she sped off.

Sarah looked to Ranki in surprise. "B-but I don't drink!" she protested.

"Shut up. You're gonna drink," he stated and sipped his water. "If you're worried about getting drunk, don't. Trianni's hold their alcohol exceptionally well," he assured.

Sarah shuffled in her seat and looked as Joanne took another tables order. "So, is she the one you're after?"

Ranki chuckled again, and placed his water down. "Yes. I intend to mold that into another sexual masterpiece." He looked over to her just as she had bent over a little to pick up the glass from another table and smirked. "See, I have my eyes on all the girls that have nothing going for them, so I can transform them into the perfect sex slave, ranging from all kinds of different fetishes." Sarah began to think of her former self; maybe she wasn't as perfect as she thought she was. "That Joanne girl may not have an ass, but we'll pump it up so that hers will be the very definition of the perfect ass."

Sarah shuffled again, and looked down to her glass of water as droplets dribbled from the sides of it. "So, I had nothing going for me?" she asked, sounding a little disappointed.

"You had a nice pair of tits, but they were far from perfect. And that ass you had, it left a lot to the imagination," he said, grinning at her and sipping the water again.

She looked down at the ring forming on the table from her water. She was always proud of her body. Sure it wasn't the most sexy thing on campus, but plenty of people liked her the way she was. She wasn't sure if it was the other part of her feeling this way, because it was not a super sexy bimbo body. She tried shrugging the thought off, but it was no use. It clung to her like a sickness and now she was beginning to rethink this bet she made with Ranki.

Joanne arrived with the beers and placed them down in front of Ranki and Sarah. Sarah, without a thought, picked up her the bottle of beer and guzzled it down quickly, tossing her head back to get every last drop and slammed it back down on the table with a loud gasp. Joanne stared openly at this and looked to Ranki as the girl caught her breath. "Okay... Are you ready to order yet?" she tried to ask politely despite how nervous Ranki made her.

"Yes, I am, actually." He closed the menu and passed it to her.

Ranki made his order as Joanne jotted it down. After taking his order, she looked to Sarah, awaiting the order from her. "Another beer please..." She had never wanted to drink once in her life, but with the stress Ranki was causing her, she felt a strong desire to drown it all with excessive amounts of booze. "Make that two..."

As the waitress left, Ranki laughed to Sarah. "Why the attitude?"

She shook her head as she rest her chin on the table. "It's nothing," she lied. While Ranki knew it was a lie, he just let her do so. No point seeing as he can just see through it. "I just want to get this night over with so I'll just have one more day to worry about."

"So you honestly think you're going to win the bet?" Ranki said with a small chuckle.

"Yes, I do, jackass," she snapped. "I won't be your slave anymore, Ranki!"

Haley came up from the bathroom, hair a mess, body coated in sweat, clothes lopsided and smelling of sex. "Hellooo," she announced her presence and scooted by Sarah, sitting beside her. "That was fun," she said tiredly. "I had two of them in each hole," she blurted out with a giggle.

Sarah didn't care enough to just sit there and take it. Why should she care that Haley was a total slut? She wasn't going to be there long enough anyway, so what's it matter to her? By the end of the night, another girl will be turned into a slut like her and Sarah would still not care. For all she cared, Ranki can screw with all the girls in the bar and turn them into mindless sluts, so long as she's left alone for the next two days. Joanne came with Sarah's drinks and placed them down in front of her. She snatched one of them from her and began to drink it slowly, not caring the look she gets from the waitress.

After Ranki finished his meal and Sarah downed at least five beers, Joanne came to leave the check and strode passed Ranki without even looking at him. He payed the bill with a small tip and motioned for Haley and Sarah to follow him out of the bar. It was near quitting time for the waiters and waitresses, and Ranki knew this, noted by his grin. They got into the car and waited for Joanne to make her way for her little car and drive home for the night. As her car passed, Ranki started the engine and followed her a safe distance, making sure to stay out of her line of sight. It didn't take long for her to park in the driveway of her place, and Ranki to follow. "Here we are," he said, stepping out of his car and looking up at the homely abode. They waited about fifteen minutes, giving the target time to get situated, and perhaps even drop her guard. "Let's get another playmate for Haley," the Dark Trianni said, grin widening in a sinister way.

Joanne left the steaming bathroom after a soothing shower. For bed, she wore a small, black tank-top with a pair orange short-shorts. She wore no bra, as noted by her nipples poking through the shirt slightly, and a pair of bright orange panties. With a big stretch and yawn, she turned towards her bed and started for it. When she opened her eyes, a pair of floating amber eyes met hers. "W-who's there?" she gasped, taking a small step back.

"You don't know me," he said calmly, "but in a few minutes, I'll be all you can think about, Joanne."

She stepped back again. "H-how do you know my name!?" she exclaimed, becoming even more frightened. A small chuckle came as the eyes made their way closer to her. "S-stay away from me!" Joanne cried out, backing away further.

"Now, now, Joanne, I don't intend to hurt you," he said, stepping into the light. Ranki's teeth gleamed in the faint light.

"Y-you're the one from the bar! The creepy one that was staring at me!" Joanne shouted again, pointing at him. "You just stay away from me..."

Ranki didn't listen. Just as she was about to leap out of the room, he tackled her and pinned her to the ground. "Don't think you can escape from me," he growled, holding her steady. "Once I get someone in my sights, I always get them one way or another." Try as she might, she couldn't escape. Once she felt a hardness against her leg, she screamed even louder. With a grin, Ranki's tail lashed out and pressed her left arm down as that hand went to undo his zipper. Joanne's eye's widened. She was going to be raped in her own home!

"Please, don't do this!" she begged.

Ranki simply laughed darkly and pulled off his pants and boxers, showing his lengthening shaft to the frightened girl. "I do what I want, and right now, I want you." She continued to scream and struggle. "But your clothes are staying on... for now, anyway." He moved her shorts and panties away from her crotch and immediately pressed his swollen head against her firmly. He hummed in delight, feeling her lips tighten around the tip. "You're so tight... I'm going to enjoy fucking you."

"NOOO!" she wailed, thrashing her legs fiercely to no avail. His knees spread her legs apart as he speared into her. Arching back and screaming in pain, there was no chance for her to escape now. She began to sob as she let the Dark Trianni have his way with her.

Much to his dismay, she wasn't putting up a fight anymore. "So much for the thrill," he thought, looking down at her as he pumped his hips in and out, his thighs slamming against hers. "What? No more fight in you?" he growled, leaning in nose-to-nose with her. She refused to answer and turned to look away from him. "Okay, that's it then!" Ranki shouted, hands gripping her wrists firmly. "Get ready for a fierce fucking, bitch!"

Joanne's eyes widened as more tears streamed. He withdrew his member so that only a part of the head was within her. She saw a maddening lust in his cold amber eyes, and she knew what to expect. Before she could act, Ranki slammed the remaining length of himself into her, deeply and hard, making her scream out again. He continued his fierce raping, taking extreme gratification in the horrified and painful cries of pain.

While Haley opted to sit on the bed and watch as Ranki's shaft rapidly and roughly pumped in and out of Joanne's reddened and swollen lips, Sarah stood in the doorway, watching from behind Ranki. Her thighs were pressed together, and she could feel a wetness building in her panties. Why was this so arousing to her? Was this why Ranki had wanted her to watch? To get her sex drive jacked up? She tried looking away, but her eyes where locked on the look on the girl's face, and looked further down to the rapist's broad and powerful shoulders. For a reason yet unknown to her, she was jealous. She hated it more and more as she came to that conclusion again and again. Why was she jealous? Clenching her fist as she watched, she continued to try and ignore the tension between her legs.

Ranki began to work himself up to a fever pitch, Joanne continued to cry out both in pain and apparent ecstacy, and his hands moved from her wrists to her hips and propelled himself into her again and again with growing urgency. His blood was boiling and he felt a sensation in his mouth. It was almost time for him to mark her. "Get ready, cunt!" he yelled to her, fangs noticeably larger. "It's almost time!" he cackled, as his raping picked up the pace yet again.

She moaned loudly when his voice came. Joanne couldn't fathom this ever happening to her, and yet she enjoyed it. Her hands went up to her chest and played with her excited nipples, adding to her pleasure as she ground her hips against him roughly. "N-no more! No more!" she begged, hoping he'd cave into her pleas. He answered them with more heavy thrusts and long deep-throated growls. It was amazing, but she didn't want to let on that she was enjoying it. "P-please!"

With a fierce and deep thrust, he finally exploded into her, sending her over the edge almost instantly. Again and again, wads of his semen pouring into her. As she caught her breath, Ranki collapsed onto her, breathing very heavily. Soft moans passed her lips, feeling his hot breath on her neck. She wasn't going to lie; it was the best sex she's ever had, although painful as well. Suddenly, she screamed out in pain as he dug his fangs into her shoulder, fresh blood boiling to the surface. Deeper and deeper his fangs pierced as the blood made its way down her back, leaving a small burning sensation on her. Grinning, he lifted himself off her and stood over her. "The deed is done," he said simply, wiping the blood from his mouth and looking back to Sarah, who simply looked away, legs quivering.

Joanne sat up, her body aching and rubbed her shoulder. "W-why did you do this?" she asked, trying to stand.

"Because I wanted to. Simple as that." He stood and crossed his arms as he loomed over her. "And now the real fun starts," Ranki added, smirking at the girl who was unwittingly at his very mercy.

Immediately, she was confused what he meant by that, and what that strange glint in his eyes. She finally stood and pressed her back up against the wall. The room was suddenly getting hot, and making her dizzy. A strange sensation took place at her spine. No, lower. The base of her spine. It hurt a little, then started to grow more and more. Hissing, she looked back and saw a little bump in the back of her shorts. She pulled it down a bit in back and saw that something was trying to pierce its way through her skin! She screamed, fearful and in pain, as it continued to push through. It had a bloody red tip that looked to be furry. The rest tore out of her quickly, dripping with her blood. It looked to be a dirty blonde fox's tail. It wagged softly side to side.

Before she could utter a word to Ranki, a sensation took over her whole body as a thin, fine layer of fur coated her. It only served to make her skin appear a shade tanner. During this, her ears began to lengthen vertically, coming to a point. The rest beneath the tip fanned out into large fox ears, matching the blonde color of her tail, but a bit darker. She saw her reflection in the mirror and gasped. She had been changed into a fox girl! "W-what... What happened to me?" she asked, almost fearfully as she touched the mirror.

"I happened," he stated, smirking more. "I can do anything I want with your body, Joanne." She looked back to him and then to the mirror. It wasn't a dream. Her hands went up to her ears and felt them, making them twitch a little. "But that's not where I'm stopping, my new toy..." His eyes gleamed again.

"N-no! Stop it!" she shouted, grabbing her hair brush to throw at him. In the middle of the throw,her shirt began to tighten. "W-what?" Joanne looked down to see as her breasts began to push outward, filling her small shirt with flesh quickly. Her hands instinctively went to her growing bust and tried to hold them back. She was happy with her modest size and didn't want to change anything about herself. "Stop! Stop it!" More and more they grew, her shirt stretching as her nipples swell and grew with her breasts. Sensitivity shooting up as well, her nipples becoming painfully hard and in need of some attention. She moaned loudly as she arched her back and jut her chest out. Her poor shirt tore right down the middle, completely no match for her mighty bust. After a few moments, the growth stopped. She wasn't incredibly large like Sarah, but a triple-D cup was awfully large for her small frame. "W-what've you done to me!" she cried out, staring in shock at her swollen breasts.

"And now for the best part..." It was then that her shorts began to feel tight at her waistband. Immediately, she staggered back, knowing well enough what was happening. "Time to give you a nice, big, round and juicy ass!"

"No! Not my ass!" she yelled out as her shorts rode up. Her hips pushed outward greatly, straining her waistband terribly, making it creak. About now, she felt it back there too. "No no no!" She cried out, falling onto her hands and knees, her swelling butt up in the air as it continued to expand outward. Her hips began to throb and pulse as they too began to swell. It was quickly becoming larger than any she's seen. Her shorts creak in agony as her assets swelled and grew. Finally, it gave way, showing her fleshy cheeks puff up with her orange panties quickly turning into a deep thong. The material stretched over her crotch as it rode up into her lips and her crack. It was arousing to her, however, as she began to gyrate her wide hips sensually, air humping in her position. "No... no no," she moaned softly, pushing her face more into the ground and her butt up in the air further. Just before she thought her thong would snap, her growth stopped, leaving her breathless. "No... no..."

Ranki grinned widely and gave her swollen posterior a mighty slap, making her cry out. "Now that's an ass," he commented. He made it the perfect size and firmness. It was big enough to be sexy and smooth, but not too big to make her look fat. Her waist had to be toned a bit more to flare out into her now voluptuous hips more perfectly. "Maybe I can take it for a test drive?"

By now, Joanne couldn't breath. Closing her eyes, she simply nodded her head. She was tired and beaten. She just didn't care what this guy wanted with her. She felt his hands on her. It felt good, but she didn't want to show that. As he peeled her thong off her, she moaned a little. She was so very sensitive everywhere now. She didn't know her body anymore as it changed so radically, so fast. She felt his hardened member again pressing up against her much tighter hole. "L-let's get this over with," she choked out...

The sun had risen over Joanne's flat by the time the four of them made it out to Ranki's care. It was difficult for her to walk with her new assets, but Joanne made it to the car just fine. She had to squeeze into one of her large sweatshirts. With her triple-D breasts, it barely made it over them completely, but it was better than nothing. Her nipples, however, stubbornly showed through the thick gray material. Her backside, however, was much harder to cover. She settled on a long skirt she had. It was enough to cover most of her new, plumper, posterior, but just enough to keep her from getting a citation for indecent exposure. Lucky it wasn't windy out. Quickly, they all got into the car. As Ranki started the car, he looked to his latest catch in the back seat. "Alright, we can't just call you Joanne since it just doesn't suit you anymore." She scoffed and looked away. "I can always come up with something," he added, smirking wider.

Joanne looked him right into his cold eyes and leered. "I guess you can call me Tablet. All my friends do."

"Tablet, huh?" Ranki repeated. "It doesn't really fit, but I guess it'll do."

"Welcome to the team, Tabby!" Haley shouted happily, smiling at Tablet.

Tablet just sighed and shook her head, looking out the window as they drove passed her house. In one night, her life had changed, and she was damn sure not gonna let it be for the worst. She looked to Sarah, and Sarah looked back. She too understood what it was like. She extended a hand and pat the fox's shoulder sympathetically.

"It's okay," she whispered. "The same happened to me," she assured. Tablet shook her head again and proceeded to gaze out the window. It was understandable. She was stressed and maybe a little confused as to what to expect in this new life. "I know," Sarah thought, shaking a little. Tablet caught this and began to shake as well, hoping no one would see that she was scared of what's to come.

After a few more minutes on the road, they made it back to Ranki's home. Haley entered first, excited as always, Tablet following her, hoping Ranki wasn't staring at her as she walked. He stood at the door and watched as Sarah walked by. "So, what did you think of the show, Sarah?"

Leering at him, she growled. "Ranki, this has to stop!" she demanded. "You can't just go around and change girl's lives!" Ranki smirked more and stepped up to her, making her back away as she continued. "It's wrong and just plain sick!"

Ranki slammed her against the wall, and looked her straight in the eyes. "I can do whatever I want, Sarah," he started, placing a hand on her breast, making her gasp. "I can even force you to beg me for sex, making you lose this little wager we have going. His hand continued to teasingly play with her nipple. She writhed a bit against the wall as her breathing came heavier and faster. "I can smell how aroused you are, Sarah. You can't hide it." Pulling away from her, he looked to her moistened thong and licked his lips. "You can't handle two full days without a fucking," he added, "So it's only a matter of time before I have you giggling like a bimbo as you suck my cock." He began laughing, tossing his head back in emphasis as he followed the other two girls.

With him gone, Sarah slid down against the wall and fell to the ground with a soft thud. At first, she was angry, mentally cursing Ranki for doing this to her and treating other girls like personal sluts and whores. How could this be happening? She held onto her head and placed it between her knees. She slowly began to sob and quiver. It wasn't fair. She wanted her old life back. She wanted to have her normal life again where she could go around and make her own mark on the world instead of having his mark on her. She sat in her little corner, sobbing, wishing things could be different, and even praying that this was all some horrible nightmare. Or some practical joke. Anything was better than this. Slowly, she stood up and made her way to an empty bedroom. Ranki would be too busy with his other toys to come look for Sarah. Stepping into the room, her tail closed the door behind her. Luckily, there was an annex bathroom in there. It already looked inviting to her. A good shower would probably soothe her shattered nerves a bit. Sighing, she stripped down and walked into the shower.

End of Chapter 5 Double Feature: Let Bygones Be Bargains & Pick Up the Tab

Wheeeeeee, I'm dead now! xD I thought since I was long overdue with this one, I'd made it a double feature to kinda make up for it. A combination of writer's block and a bad case of life hitting me like a speeding greyhound bus makes for very poor motivation. That might also explain my sudden lack of in-depth descriptions. Or if I never had any good descriptions to begin with, a sudden decline of quality. I'm still recovering from my life wounds, folks! >