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Speakeasy and Carry a Big Stick

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Xyrilese paced around the pool table, a pool stick in her purple furred paws. The dark purple striped anthropomorphic cheshire cat with a soft light purple underbelly and fingertips eyed over the billiard balls with her softly glowing amber eyes. Her raven-colored hair flowed past her shoulders, her ears poking through her bowler hat. Dressed in black vertical striped tux, which could barely contain her hefty bust, the sleeves rolled up to her elbow. She looks over the pool table, each step she makes her bare feet tap against the ground, her black shining leggings held up by a girdle. She leans forward and takes aim, resting the pool stick between two fingers as it holds a long-stemmed lit cigarette, the tinted purple smoke slowly rising up as she mutters to herself, “Ten ball corner pocket,” and with a solid crack the white ball bounces into the blue, the ten ball bounces off the sides of the pool table stopping just short of the pocket.

Xyrilese slowly stands straight up and sighs, she purses her lips and takes a drag of her cigarette before blowing purple ringed smoke out as she looks at the time, “Those Mollies should of been back by now. It doesn’t take that long for a simple shake down,” she grumps as the door behind her slowly creaks open.

First stepping into the room is an anthropomorphic female dark grey furred wolf, with accenting light grey fur with red markings. Her red furred ears poke through her light brown colored fedora which has a red ribbon running around the base. The fedora matches the color of her pinstripe tuxedo. A well-kept purple tie runs down the center of her attire which matches the purple highlights in her black hair. A red lightning bolt of fur runs across her muzzle down to her nose, her matching-colored red fiery eyes lock onto Xyrilese.

“I see you’re back Scarlett,” she remarks in a firm tone, “Do you have the goods?”

Scarlett gives a wolfy toothy grin as she holds up a brown leather briefcase, “Of course, but we had a little set back,” she remarks as she walks into the room. Right behind her is a light brown furred male husky, his darker brown hair wild and untamed like his piercing green eyed gaze. Rectangle glasses rest at the base of his muzzle as a lit cigarette slowly burns between his lips. His dark black pinstripe tuxedo with white collar matches perfectly the fedora on his head. His black tie a little loose around his neck as gives a nodding greet to the cheshire.

“Of course, we got the goods. Just look at the Mazuma,” states Scarlett as she cracks open the briefcase to reveal that it's full of cash. Blue and golden stamped 100’s and 50’s line the the case along with an assortment of smaller denomination bills.

“Wonderful,” she looks over to Leiland, the husky and then past him, “Where are the other two?”

Leiland sighs, “That is why we were late boss,” he remarks as he walks over to her.

Xyrilese’s eyes narrow, “Care to explain.”

Scarlett speaks up, “I’ll explain it nice and easy. We were so excited how well it went you see. So we were on a toot. But then Aurora had a Dumb Dora moment and had a little too much Panther Piss and became half-seas over.”

“How much did she drink?” she asks lets out a long inquisitive purr.

“She was completely ossified. But everything was fine. We were to get her into the bucket and head back here you see, but then she wandered off on her own and pulled a Daniel Boone all over a copper’s fine new shoes. Now she’s in the can.”

Xyrilese’s clenches her fist as Leiland quickly adds in.

“Don’t worry. Everything is Jake. Luckily, she wasn’t packing any no heat, and we already smoothed things over. She’ll be in the can till she’s sobbers up and she’ll be back here in no time.”

“If she wasn’t the best damn can-opener in town I’d really show her what kind of bearcat I can really be,” she lets out a long drawn out annoyed purr before taking another long drag of her cigarette, the end of the cigarette burns bright as she closes her eyes focusing on the smooth smoke filling her lungs.

Leiland then says, “It won’t affect our future plans. This next job we’re going to do is going to make us all set for life. I also have my eye on investing some of our hard-earned cabbage into some stocks. I’ve heard good things about IBM.”

Scarlett scoffs, “Darling, stocks are for losers.”

Xyrilese finally releases her cigarette smoke gently blowing the purple haze into the faces of the two bickering lovers, “Darlings, please. I have much better ideas for our gang’s future. One that will make us all equal partners, no more of me taking the biggest cut of the profits,” she says in a slow, seductive tone of voice.

Leiland and Scarlett cough as the smoke wafts across their muzzles but their attention is immediately drawn to her words, “Did you say…” Scarlett trails off.

“An equal share?” Leiland finishes as their eyes light up.

Xyrilese takes another long drag of her cigarette before speaking once again her eyes glowing ever so brighter, with a slight pulse as she speaks, the smoke rolling off her tongue and into them, “Yes my precious members. I want us to be equal partners in every way,” she trails off slightly, “But in order to do so, I must have reassurances from the both of you that we’re in this for the long haul.”

Scarlett stares her into the eyes. The amber hue drawing her in as she takes in the smoke through her nostrils, her body tingles, her tail twitches as the words enter her ears, “Of course. We’d never abandon you boss,” she says with a soft whine as her breath grows deeper, her pupils dilate slightly as she continues to stare into the cheshire’s eyes.

Leiland smirks, “Why would we leave a bearcat of a moll like you boss? You’re the toughest of the tough,” he replies as he finds himself enthralled by the cheshire’s strong glowing eyes. Another puff of purple tinted smoke blows across their faces, the two canines now standing side by side as they look at them.

Xyrilese grins wider, “You two would never leave me, now would you?”

They shake their heads, “We wouldn’t leave you as much as the thought of us removing our own manacles from each other Boss,” the two say in perfect unison as they show their golden banded wedding rings.

“Music to my ears, now you two be a good pair of mollies and kneel before me.”

Scarlett and Leiland fall to their knees their eyes growing wider as Leiland mutters softly, “B-but boss, I am no mo--” his words are cut off by Xyrilese’s finger.

“Shh, no more talking. You want to listen to your boss. Who is the sexiest and best looking girl there is? Isn’t that right my dears?”

Leiland nods happily as Scarlett says in a hypnotic monotone voice, “You are the definition of a Sheba boss.”

“Shh, no talking either of you. Simply listen to my words my sweet ones, soon you will be so equal in this gang that you will be just… like… me,” she purrs as her words ring out into their ears.

They continue to stare up, not noticing the bulge underneath Xyrilese’s tuxedo which grows larger and larger with each beat of the feline’s heart. Breaking free from under her tux a thick throbbing purple feline cock dribbles bit of clear pre cum between the two. The feline scent reaches their nostrils as they instinctively move their muzzles closer to the throbbing meat.

“That’s good. Lean in, enjoy the scent, enjoy the taste, lick and muzzle, feed upon my milk, feel how good it feels to touch me, I can tell you two want it so badly. Two needy dogs that want their bone,” she chimes as the two whine softly, their tongues slip out of their muzzles as they lick along the feline’s length. Their tongues coil and wrap around it, as their fur begins to darken, growing purplish with each and every lick. Xyrilese grabbed their fedoras and tossed them behind her onto the pool table. She leaned back her eyes glowing as she took a long drag of her cigarette, watching them lick and nuzzle, their canine muzzles flattening slightly, the purple feline features shining through, their eyes fading into a soft glowing amber as they can’t tear themselves away from her domineering stare.

“Yes Boss~” they sing out as the suckle along the sides of her cock, Leiland leans in and laps at her hefty purple fuzzy balls, the cigarette in his mouth falling to the ground harmlessly while Scarlett coils her mouth around the cock, slurping down pre-cum directly from the source.

Scarlett moans softly as she closes her eyes, letting the warmth of her boss fill her muzzle. As she slips down, spurts of pre-cum fill the back of her throat, that tangy delight slides down into her. Her female sex tenses and twitches in delight, it burns with a heat. Hotter and hotter, it makes her squirm, one hand squeezes her breasts as they grow bigger, tighter within her pinstripe tux, purple fur peaked through the tux as she slips a hand between her legs. Scarlett’s moans are muffled by the cock in her mouth, her fingers dance across her sex, as they grow ever more sensitive, wetter, hotter, burning like a thousand suns, tighter, tighter, aching more, her labia feeling it's about to burst as it grows longer, harder, thicker.

Scarlett’s fingers dance across the hardening length. Her hands grasping the cock as it filled her palms. Balls swell at the base, purple fur growing as her female sex is completely overwritten by a throbbing aching feline cock, perfectly the same as the one she was sucking now.

Xyrilese idly pushes Scarlett’s head away. Scarlett desperately tries to keep sucking her boss’ thick luscious cock, her tongue licking at the tip before it too is far away to get another taste. She lets out a soft canine whine with a needy purr as she looks up at her.

“Now, now my sweet little sister, you can’t have all the cock now. What about your other sister? She too deserves to have a little bit of your eldest sister’s cock, don’t you think?” Xyrilese purrs.

Scarlett looks at her with a curious look, her feline ear twitches, her body a mix between her former self and the feline clone she is becoming, “Sis?...” she purrs softly.

“Why yes, don’t you let your lovely sister get a chance? It would only be fair, wouldn’t it?” she purred before taking another drag of her cigarette and blowing it straight into Scarlett’s face. The smoke rolls over Scarlett’s purple muzzles face, the amber glow in her eyes grows stronger as the smoke dances across her, erasing any last bits of reds, and greys that were not consumed by the rush of delightful purple that consumed her former face. Xyrilese’s words danced like the Charleston within her mind, breaking down barriers.

Scarlett slowly shook her head side to side, “No boss, it wouldn’t.”

“We share everything equally here in our gang, don’t we sis?”

Scarlett nods her eyes caught in the dreamy glow of the cheshire.

“Good,” she purrs as she pushes Leiland away from her heavy sack, the fur clings to her balls from his sensuous licking. Leiland looks up with a hint of annoyance but it's quickly washed away by Xyrilese’s firm stare into his eyes.

“Let’s see how much of a cake-eater you really claim to be. Turn around and show that posterior to me. I want to show you just how much heat I am packing,” she purrs. Leiland’s eyes caught in the amber swirl, the hints of green in his eyes slowly fading away as he lets out a purr-whine.

“Sure thing boss,” he replies as he gets onto all fours, wiggling out of his black pinstripe pants, sliding them down till it reaches his ankles, his tail hiked high showing off his tight hole. His still soft brown tail wags quickly as his drooling face looks onwards to see his mostly converted lover.

Scarlett feels a desire to pet him behind the ears, her feline claws scratch ever so lightly as the purple spreads and remakes those soft brown ears into ones like her own, purple, feline, so sensitive to the touch, the sensations sending Leiland deeper into wanton lust as he lets out a feline pur mixed with a canine whine.

Xyrilese reaches down and rests her cock tip against Leiland’s hole. The transitioning husky tensed as warm pre-cum covers the virgin hole. The feline’s hands grip those brown furred hips, purple fur spreading from the points of contact. As she slips into him, Leiland lets out a whine, his red throbbing cock, knot fully out drips eagerly from the tapered canine shaft. He arches his back, his claws running against the wood.

“Sister please, don’t be so rude. You can see your sister wants your cock. You shouldn’t hide it from her, now. Give it to her,” Xyrilese commands with a long drawn out purr.

Scarlett who was petting and teasing with Leiland’s head still looks up, catching Xyrilese’s glowing eyes. Her own glowing a little brighter, pleasure washing over her, as the cheshire’s words march right through her.

Scarlett purred, her tail tip now becoming purple, the changes sliding down the length of her tail as she sent her already purple length into Leiland’s perfectly purple feline muzzle, an exact copy of Xyrilese’s own muzzle. Scarlett reaches down and grabs the awkward fitting glasses right off of Leiland’s face. She twirls the glasses in her fingers for a moment as she looks down at him, “I don’t think you need these cheaters any more sis,” she says as she casually tosses them off to the side.

As Leiland’s vision suddenly cleared his tongue coils around the feline’s flesh, it tastes exactly like Xyrilese’s cock that he was just enjoying moments ago. He looks up to see not Scarlett his lover, but another Xyrilese his lover… his sister. The feline’s words working his mind as he hungrily squeezes the cock in his rear, and wantonly suckles the one in his muzzle.

Warm pre-cum flows into him, the cock stwitch and squirm within his tight holes, slowly pulling in and out, in and out with wet delightful squelch. Pleasure shoots through his spine as Scarlett hovers over him, breasts pressing against his back as she leans forward, hands rubbing along his smooth manly chest as Xyrilese proper leans in to give her obedient sister a firm wet kiss.

The two felines purr happily, Scarlett’s canine feet shift, grow wider, the light purple underside covers the sole of her feet as the transformation nearly complete’s itself within Scarlett’s body. Leiland is lagging behind but is about to catch up as Scarlett’s cock pounds into his feline muzzle, the rough cat tongue adding to Scarlett’s pleasure as she gives him another thick wad of pre-cum.

The two cheshires’ moan into each other’s kiss, as they spit roast the transitioning husky. Scarlett feels as her hands rub along his smooth chest, a pair of breasts are steadily growing. Bigger, and bigger, A cup, just barely a handful, B cup, filling her hands just right, and bigger past that. Purple fur pushes out of Leiland’s now ill-fitting tuxedo. Scarlett gives those hefty breasts a squeeze as they burst through the front of his tux, “

Scarlett breaks the kiss for just a moment to comment to Leiland, “Sister, look at that. Your bubs ruined a perfectly fine suit. You are the one who is going to have to get a new one, not I,” before she returns to the loving warm embrace of her fellow sister.

Leiland words are muffled by Scarlett’s cock as he says, “Sorry sister.” Leiland’s amber glowing eyes roll into the back of her head, as the purple fur envelops her balls, they grow larger, fuller, heavier, as the red flesh of her canine cock is washed away, the knot smooths, expanding her length, making it heftier, girthier, as the purple feline cock now aches between her legs.

The clear needy lustful substance of life leaks from her new cock tip, her body tenses, as the last of husky features are lost in a torrent of spreading purple. Her fluffy husky tail becomes a fluffy purple feline one within seconds as it brushes up against her elder sister’s chest. The feline paws grip her widening hips, as she is taken like the kitten that she is.

Her sisters’ cocks slide in and out of her body, balls smacking against her lips, wet from her salvia on both sides of her body. The weight of her lovers press down upon her, pushing out every last inch of her former masculine husky self, leaving the perfect example of a purple striped cheshire, just like her sisters.

As the transformation reaches its peak, so did Xyrilese, she howled out as she unleashed a torrent of her hot sticky seed. Scarlett and Leiland’s eyes glow brightly as they feel the unleash of pleasure from their elder sister, their cocks twitch, spasm and hit their climax a fraction of a moment later. Hot sticky seed floods both ends of Leiland’s body, and spurts oto the brown wood floor below.

The sounds of cats in heat fill the room, but slowly it dies down, Xyrilese pounds into Leiland’s rear a few more times before pulling out. The throbbing cock dripping as Leiland’s new creampie is visible for all to see. As Scarlett pulls out of her sister’s mouth, Leiland licks the last bits of cum that manages to cling onto her lover’s cock just as it leaves, not letting a drop hit the floor. A strand of salvia trails from her lips to Scarlett’s cock but it thins and eventually breaks as Scarlett is now completely enthralled by the strong stare of Xyrilese’s gaze.

Leiland looks over her shoulder and is soon drawn in like two cats to the reflective light of the sun off of a mirror. They kneel beside each other, waiting for what Xyrilese has to say next. They watch as she takes a long drag of her long-stemmed cigarette and blows it down to the two twin sisters just like her.

“Xyr, Xyri, my wonderful sisters, look at the mess you’ve made. You both are going to have to clean it up. You caused it after all,” Xyrilese purrs.

Leiland heard the words Xyr, and with a powerful tidal wave of force it washed away all thoughts, all memories and gave them the big sleep. She was not Leiland, she was Xyrilese, but big sister calls her Xyr to make it simple, cute, less confusing between themselves, who share nothing more than the love and thrill of the life of crime… that is except perhaps making more Xyrilese.

Likewise, the words Xyri burned through Scarlett’s mind. Wiping away anything not needed, any past, memories, thoughts of former selves. Her skill set retained, that was important for her life as as world’s top gangster boss along next to her big sister Xyrilese who she served with great loyalty, and every fiber of her purple furred being

The two sisters cried out in unison, “Sorry big sis! We’ll clean it up right away.” The two got down to all fours and began to lap up Xyr’s cum that she so rudely cummed all over the freshly polished floors.

Xyrilese watches them lick clean and polish the floor making sure not a single sticky delightful drop remained on the floor before returning to their lustful hypnotic gaze look right below her own half flacid cock, which was still covered in her own juices.

“Come now sisters, you think you’ve cleaned everything?” she inquires with a soft purr as she eyes down to her own cock.

The two sisters eye their big sister’s cock like two cats watching the end of a string, “Sorry big Sis!” they scream out as they lap along the ends of Xyrilese’s member. The slick juices flowing onto the other two sister’s tongues, their rough feline tongues adding to the delightful pleasures coursing through Xyrilese’s body.

Two perfect felines just like herself, molded after her, their thoughts turned, molded, remade to be near-perfect duplicates as her. But of course, no one is as good as the original Xyrilese, but one can get close, and boy, do her two sisters try so hard to do so. They suckle along her balls, and cock tip, the pleased cheshire purrs out, letting them enjoy their sister’s flesh for just a moment.

Xyrilese takes one last drag of her cigarette feeling the warm smoke in her lungs before blowing it out softly up into the air, “That’s enough you two. I called you back her for a reason, and as pleasing as this was, this was not it. This was merely the start of equalizing our shares in the gang you see,” Xyrilese explains.

The hypnotic glow in their eyes fade but the effects remain as they shake out a little bit of haze from their minds and stand up, “Of course big Sis,” says Xyri, the former Scarlett.

“How dreadfully poor of mine. I ruined my tux, I will need to get this fixed right away,” remarks Xyr the former Leiland.

“I have a spare in the other room, I anticipated this,” says Xyrilese.

Xyr smiles and purrs, “That is why you are the boss and our big sister. You think of everything,” she purrs, her tail twitches behind her as she heads off.

“I know, I know, it’s true, it's hard being me, but you two can certainly try,” she purrs.

Xyri straightens out her pinstripe tuxedo and her purple tie, “My hat dear sister,” she requests holding out her hand as she licks her lips removing any last trace of the fun that just transpired.

Xyrilese tosses the hat to her, the fedora now sporting a purple ribbon instead of the original red, “But of course, we have to keep a proper look now, don’t we?” she purrs.

Xyri places the fedora on her head, her purple feline ears popping through the top as she brushes some of her raven colored hair away from her face, “But of course.”

A few moments later Xyr returns, dressed in a black pinstripe tuxedo, with matching leggings held up by a gurtel. Her fedora is tossed to her just as she enters the room by Xyrilese, “You forgot this.”

Xyr catches it with cat-like reflexes, “Thanks,” she places it onto her head. She sauntered over to the pool table and leans against it, “So what’s this new heist you’re planing big Sis? One that will set us up for a beautiful life of crime,” she purrs.

Xyrilese grins, “We are going to rob the city’s federal reserve.”

Their eyes go wide, “But that’s impossible. Nobody can crack into those safes,” says Xyri.

“Please sister. You think I have not thought of that? That is why we have our fourth sister to break those cans right up. She’s the best can-opener there ever was or will be.”

The two nod and then look at each other, “But, where is she?” they ask.

“That’s the little delay in our plans. Apparently, she got into a bit of trouble with a copper and is cooling off in the stir for the day. But everything is Jake. She’ll be out soon, and she’ll be heading here. I want you two to give her a warm welcome. After all, only the Xyrilese sisters are allowed into the Xyrilese gang,” she purrs with a grin.

Xyr purrs and nods, “Big sis can you butt me? I’ve been dying for gasper,” she asks with a soft purr.

Xyrilese tosses her a long-stemmed cigarette just like her own, and then lights it with the last bit of hot red fire that her own cigarette had before it goes out.

Xyr takes a long drag of the cigarette and slowly blows out purple tinted smoke in the process, “That hits the spot. No one makes these better than Cheshire Tobacco,” she sighs happily.

Xyrilese takes a moment to light another cigarette for herself. She twirls the cigarette on the long stem between her fingers as she sets up the pool table, “While we are waiting how about we play a little?” she suggests.

“Sounds good to me sis,” says Xyr.

“You always come up with the best plans,” purrs Xyri.

Xyrilese grins and purrs as she places the white billiard ball on the table, “That I do,” she says as she takes aim, “Ten ball corner pocket.”