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[b][u][center]A Well-Drugged Issue

for Togswitch

by Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

"Find any more in the bathroom?" Lauren called around the corner.

"Yep. A whole bag hidden behind the toilet. Lauren, how the heck did it get this bad?" Alice shouted back.

"You know, I'm trying to figure that out, and I intend to ask Haley myself..."

She still couldn't believe the situation herself. Not only had her girlfriend been hiding that she had a problem, but it was for [i]catnip[/i] of all things. Sure, they weren't domestic cats, and it affected them differently than it did their genetic cousins, but that didn't mean that it was [i]safe[/i] for them to be taking that stuff. And the fact that there were multi-pound bags of it stashed all through the house meant that Lauren couldn't be sure that some of it hadn't affected her at some point.

Shaking her head, the black-furred panther joined her sister on the landing on the second floor, one bag of the stuff tucked under one arm and two more held in her hands. Alice, red-faced and gray-furred with blue markings, joined her with three more, shaking her head.

"I can't believe this."

"I'm really, really not happy about this," Lauren muttered, taking the stairs down to the bottom floor. "I thought that I knew her better than this. The fact that she'd just..."

"And it's not just one bag, either. I mean, that I could understand."

"Since when are you good with cats on the 'nip?" Lauren asked, looking over her shoulder.

"Well, it's not as bad as some of the stuff out there, is it?" Alice said, shaking her head. "And I wouldn't be that bothered if she just had a bag or two around, something small for a bad day or relaxing, but this much..."

Lauren was less accepting than her sister was, but she had to admit that it was a fair point. She could have forgiven some edibles or a smaller bag, something that showed that it was just an occasional thing, but the idea that her girlfriend had been using it at this rate...

She imagined the sabertooth tiger reclined back in their bed, her eyes red and her fur all a mess as she played with herself. The very idea of someone lost to the hedonistic thrill of the catnip was enough to send a shiver down her spine. If it wasn't for the fact that she still needed to confront her girlfriend over this, she would have been planning a trip to the rehab center for the long-toothed cat already.

They walked into the kitchen, tossed the various bags on the countertop, and Lauren sat down at the dining table. Her sister started rooting through the cupboards.

"Tea?" Alice asked.

"Please...anything, really."

The idea of confronting Haley wasn't a fun one, but the more that she thought about it, the more necessary she knew that it was. She couldn't just live under the same roof as someone that was just lighting up at the drop of a hat. She, Alice, and Haley all had jobs outside of college, and one bad day would lead to them all failing a drug test if something went wrong. They had to nip this in the bud. So to speak.

As Alice set the kettle on and turned the knob for the burner, Lauren rested her head in her hands. She took a deep breath and slowly let it out, shaking her head.

"What are you going to do?" Alice asked.

"I have no idea."

"Well, you're the domme between you two, aren't you?"

"Yes, but that's the bedroom, isn't it?" Lauren muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I'm supposed to punish her when she doesn't eat me out properly, not when she starts stashing all this...stuff all over the house."

"That's fair. Is she..."

"No," Lauren said, shaking her head. "She's not bad, and I didn't even know that she had a problem. If - god, there's no if, is there? I never would have thought that she was an addict, because she never acted like one. She always seemed to be completely in control of herself, always...always so focused, always so eager to get in and do something new. She was [i]the[/i] party girl of the two of us. Guess that should have been a clue."

It would have been easier to find out that Haley had a booze problem. At least that one would have been something that other people had, too, rather than something that was so feline specific. God, it was so embarrassing to think of anyone else finding out that this was a thing. What if someone else on the campus found out that she had a girlfriend that was always having some of the 'nip? What if people started thinking that the only reason that she was a good domme was because she had a girlfriend that was always getting high before they did it? God, what if that was the truth? What if -

Her sister reached out and took her hand, and she sighed, looking up at the other panther. Alice was so much taller than her, six inches taller and looming like she always did, but Lauren was the one that had the proper black-tinted fur. Alice's was a lighter gray with a few blue markings and rosettes through it, while Lauren's was a pure black almost all the way through, minus the white-ish fur along her left arm and the tip of her tail.

Some people were surprised that they were related, and she couldn't really blame them. But it was good to have her there; Alice was always someone that she could rely on.

Lauren smiled, squeezing her sister's hand -

Sniff.

Sniff.

Her eyes widened as she caught the scent of something burning, smoky and sweet all at once. Alice's eyes widened at the same time, and the panther sisters whipped their heads back around to the stove.

One of the bags had caught fire. The edge of the rubber had already melted and the 'herbs' inside were burning, smoking, the thick gray already swirling around the other side of the room and spreading toward them. How many breaths had they already taken with it? How much worse was it going to get?

Lauren leaped to her feet, both panthers rushing the bag at the same time. They fumbled with it, one gripping the side and then the other trying to get it away. They kept breathing it in, and with each gasping breath, Lauren felt like her head was trying to spin right off her shoulders. She wobbled, almost falling as her sense of balance all but disappeared out from under her, and she groaned.

"Nnngh. Throw it in the sink..."

"But the smoke..."

"Nnngh, how'd it start -"

"Turned on the wrong burner -"

"Just put it out!"

The sisters struggled with it, but eventually Lauren managed to get it out of Alice's hands. She almost fell face-first onto the kitchen tiles, but she managed to keep moving toward the sink, the burning bag growing hotter and hotter under her fingers. Barely knowing what she was doing, she threw the burning plastic into the sink and turned the knob as far as it would go, drenching it with -

Fwoosh.

The sudden deluge of water didn't just put out the fire; it also sent a waft of smoke and steam filled with the smell and taste of the 'nip right into her face. Lauren stumbled back, hacking and gasping, huffing for breath as soon as her face was out of the fume blast zone.

"Fuck..." Alice groaned. "What...my head..."

"Nnnngh...so hot..."

As the sisters stumbled about the kitchen, with Alice leaning back against one of the countertops and Lauren just barely keeping her footing by the dining table, she tried to think of what she was supposed to do. She remembered all the things that their mom had taught them about catnip and the evils of it, but it was so hard to think.

First...first was the warmth. If she had taken too much, she'd start feeling very warm from head to toe, making it hard to feel comfortable in her clothes. She definitely felt that, and Lauren groaned as she fought the urge to just start ripping her clothes right off. The need to get out of them, to have some air on her skin, was almost overpowering. She just felt like she was going to sweat herself to death if she didn't get free of her clothes, and fast. But what...why...

[i]No, you're...you're not a wild cat...can't get naked...[/i]

Second...what was second?

Fuzzy thoughts...yes, that was it. Fuzzy thoughts, hard to think. Every little distraction would -

"Nnngh."

She forgot what she was trying to think through for a moment, looking back at her sister. Alice was groping at herself, her sister's hands all over her breasts, squeezing them through her top, clearly trying to pull at the buttons of her blouse and failing. She couldn't seem to stop, and one hand...one hand was slowly going further down to the growing, throbbing bulge in the front of her pants.

[i]And third...[/i]

Third was arousal. A lot of arousal. Damn near going into heat sometimes, making it harder to think than the fuzzy-brained feeling already did. Lauren groaned, feeling that same heat that suffused her body running all the way down to her crotch and making it warmer, slicker than it had been. She panted, groaning as she leaned over the dining table. She could feel [i]everything,[/i] like her entire body had become a sexy, sensitive spot, and even the feeling of her tail swaying back and forth behind her almost felt like someone caressing her rump.

"Nnngh..."

"Nnnngh, Lauren...Lauren...Help..."

"Can't..."

So hard to think. Every time that she tried to remember what she was supposed to do, Lauren bumped against something or felt her own clothes grinding against her in the most distracting way. There was something that she could do to get around this, but -

The panther whimpered as she spread her legs ever so slightly and felt her panties rubbing over her sex. The heat running through her veins was only getting worse, and she could feel droplets of sweat running down her forehead. Her fur felt soaked, and her hair worse. And down there...every time she shifted position, it was like her panties were rubbing against her, groping her, grinding on her pussy.

It wasn't fair.

Unable to resist, she reached down for her button and zipper, but her fingers...her fingers were so clumsy, unable to grasp at the buttons or anything else properly. She whimpered, trying and failing to get a grip on the damn zipper at the very least. Her pants were too tight for her to just slide her hand between her legs or something like that. She needed to get them down, needed...needed -

RIIIIP!

Lauren looked up. Her sister had just managed to claw her way through her pants, and her cock - the last vestige of her pre-transition self - throbbed up and out through the hole. Seven inches long, barbed, hard -

[i]That looks good...[/i]

No, no, that was her sister. She wasn't supposed to...she couldn't just...

Thinking was hard. Too hard. But at least now she had a solution for getting to her pussy. Resting her fingers against her crotch, she ripped her claws through the fabric. It fell away, and the cool breeze in the room against her slit was everything that she needed at that moment.

Both sisters panted, neither of them thinking straight. Lauren needed something inside of her, and Alice looked at her with a desperation that was both feral and fearful at the same time. She wondered what she looked like. She decided that she didn't want to know.

The two sisters fumbled toward each other, their hesitant hands reaching out. Lauren reached for her sister's balls, while Alice reached for her chest. Both reached their objects of desire at the same time, and they moaned despite themselves. The sheer need...

God, she'd never felt like this before. There was something so intense, so freeing about not thinking about anything but what the body wanted. There was a taboo out there, but Lauren was too far gone to think of what it was anymore. She'd inhaled so much smoke, and it still filled the room as the water ran into the sink in the corner. There was no getting away from it, and she wasn't sure that she wanted to.

[i]Fuck...is this...how Haley feels...all the time?[/i]

Stroke.

Squeeze.

They pulled closer together, and she felt the barbed shaft tickling her belly. Lauren pressed her breasts against her sister's, and she could feel...the heat...the tightness in her chest...It was all driving her mad. It was so familiar, so much like what she felt with the sabertooth, that she couldn't help but feel like she was getting what she needed even when she wasn't. She moaned, her mouth parting, and -

"Mmmmph..."

Sister kissed sister, neither of them thinking anything about it. All that mattered was the touch, the feeling of being close, the utter pleasure of body on body. Lauren panted, her lips parting further and her tongue slipping out. She kissed her sister harder, her hands sliding away from those balls to Alice's hips. The panthers were grinding, humping, pressing against each other, but neither of them were able to get what they really wanted: to be inside the other.

"Mmmph..."

"Nnngh..."

"Ah...ah..."

"Come on..."

Despite their best efforts, they couldn't just...slide into place. It wasn't working, and both of them were getting more and more worked up from all the frustration. Lauren groped at her sister, clumsily, desperately, but she could never quite situate herself over that dick. Nor could she think to bend over enough to offer herself. She...she was supposed to be in charge, but at the same time, she was so wet, and so needy, and everything was so overheated that she couldn't think, and -

"Holy fuck, what the hell happened in here?"

Both panthers turned as one to the sabertooth tiger that just joined them. Haley was dressed in a shirt as patchy and colorful as the most eye-bleeding of garments at a Pride party with a pair of leather pants that had a zipper right around to the back end, and the orange-ish feline looked at her and Alice with her eyes wide. Her mouth fell open, then she sniffed the air and waved her hand.

"Hoooo, boy. Well, that explains why you two are all over each other -"

"Nnngh...Haley..."

"Lauren, now, I can explain -"

"Haley...help."

It came out as little more than a whimper, and even she felt embarrassed of the way that her voice sounded. Even through the haze of all the lust and need and want that the 'nip had unlocked in her, she still felt like she should have had more self-control than that, but -

"Help me...so...so hot," Lauren muttered.

"Me too...please...god..."

She growled at her sister for getting in the way, pushing herself forward. Haley chuckled, catching her before she could stumble and fall.

"Easy, easy....the first time is always rough..."

The two panthers were huffing, puffing, but slowly started purring as the sabertooth girl reached between their legs and started rubbing them. Lauren spread her legs, unable to help herself, her hips grinding forward and back against the fingers between her legs. Some part of her almost wanted to be jealous as she saw her sister getting a similar treatment at her side, but the pleasure...god, the pleasure was just what she needed after she'd been pushed this far from the heady drug. Whatever else happened, at least she was finally getting what she needed down there.

"I bet you two were just rooting around where you shouldn't have," Haley said. "Well, I'll take care of you. And you two can take care of me, heh."

"Nnngh..."

"Mmmph, anything..." Lauren huffed. "Just...just help me cum, please...fuck..."

"Oh, don't worry. I will."

Her girlfriend had Lauren and Alice by the metaphorical and literal balls, but neither of them cared. All that mattered was that they were going to get what they needed from the sabertooth. Sex. Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex. She was all but drooling, growling and purring by turns as she was led out of the kitchen. The catnip was all but forgotten as they made their way back to the stairs to the upper stories.

[i]Going to fuck...going to get fucked...[/i]

And that was all that mattered, wasn't it?

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Lauren, a panther woman, finds out that her girlfriend has a catnip problem, and calls her sister over to help her deal with it. However, one mistake leads to another, and...well...

Tags: F/F, F/tF, Drugs, Catnip, Cats, Far From Sober, Sisters, Forced Arousal, Aphrodisiac, Groping, Kissing, Fondling, Clothes Ripping,