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Jake had to admit that he was a little in over his head on this particular heist. Alright maybe more than a bit, he certainly didn't expect a fire trap there, of all places. Who hexes their underwear drawer anyway? A nutcase that's who. Though Jake wasn't so sure who was the bigger nutcase, the wizard or himself. Mental stability aside he still had a job to do, and the hardest part was already done. He had assumed that the old coot would have hidden something valuable behind a locked chest or perhaps a magical... something. But the fool had hidden his most valuable possession, his gnarled wooden wand under his mattress. It would have been a great hiding spot too, if the wizard was not downstairs drowning himself in drink.

Jake's soft leather soles smacked loudly across the wet flagstones of the alleyway as he walked. He stopped when he reached a red wooden door, recessed into the stone wall.He knocked a specific pattern into the oak and stood back. The sliding of metal locks precedes the door being flung open from the inside.

"Woodpecker, you're early." Comes a feminine voice from inside the dark hall beyond.

Jake rolls his eyes as he closes the door behind him

"You don't have to use a code name Kat, I'm sure we're safe."

"You can never be too sure in this line of work Jake, don't forget what happened to the Ollie Gang." says Kat as she reaches up to the ceiling to light a hanging lamp.

The light reveals a familiar setting to Jake, a cozy safe room complete with planning table, loot chests and a bonus secret escape route. Jake sighs as he sits down at the table that dominates the center of the room, and pulls out the wand from a pocket inside of his cloak.

"I didn't see any money purses or gleaming jewels in your pockets Jake, I hope it was just the dark." Kate tersely remains standing.

"We were told tall tales it seems, the famed wizard Orivand turned out to be a drunkard down on his luck. I'm lucky I even found this." he says as he turns the wooden apparatus around in the soft light of the lamp.

"I knew not to trust Jonas," "Of course Tigress, the wizard is famed in towns half way across the continent." she says mockingly, "That glorified stick doesn't even cover the fee he charged for that information."

Jake smirks at her tone, "You told him to use your code name? How did you decide on that anyway, I've never seen a tiger in person, only in books."

"My mother took me to the circus once, a long time ago and we watched in awe as the ringmaster commanded a horde of them to do tricks. It's just a memory that stuck with me." says Kate as her eyes focus on something seemingly far away.

Jake nods silently as he twirls the wand around his fingers, thinking of tigers doing flips and trying to impress the crowd. His thoughts are interrupted by a sudden gasp from his friend as she drops limply to the floor.

He stands immediately and shouts to her worriedly.

"Kate! What's wrong?"

She only groans as Jake rushes to her side, grabbing hold of her hand tightly.

"Kate can you hear me, what's wrong?" He feels her forehead with his hand, not noticing a subtle change along her shoulders and back.

"You're burning up, let's get you to a cot"

Jake takes her arm and puts it over his shoulder, and heaves... and heaves again.

"Why are you so heavy all of a sudden?" He asks almost to himself as he looks over her body. His heart catches at the sight of her muscles shifting and bulging under her skin, her shoulder blades push out and become more pronounced by the second. She lurches powerfully in his grasp, her free hand swiping down his stomach and Jake cries out in pain as he feels claws slice his skin. His legs give out and they both drop down, as he catches sight of ebony black claws pushing out from her knuckles as her hands morphs like putty into paws. A sharp tearing jolts him into action, her pants and shirt rip apart in tatters as her powerful muscles bulge. He scooches backwards towards the corner of the room, as far away as he can be from her sharp claws. Jake quickly looks behind him for something, a rope, a sword, even a stick for gods sake! His skin crawls as a deep, angry rumbling sounds behind him before he catches sight of the wizard's wand, thrown into the corner in his initial panic. He grabs at it clumsily as claws scrape against the wood floor. The white in the man's eyes widen as he swivels around and catches sight of her, it, whatever! Kate's transformation had gone on uninterrupted while Jake had lunged for the wand. Her face elongated into a bestial muzzle to better house sharp, meat tearing teeth. Orange and black stripped fur covers her from head to... tail, which swipes from side to side angrily.

"Kate, I may look tasty but I-" Jake stops before he can too far into groveling when the bestial Kate lunges towards him, teeth bared and claws extended.

"WOAH! STOP! DON'T EAT ME DAMMIT, I'M too... handsome... to die?" He didn't like to admit it, but in fear he had closed his eyes before he met his end. When his eyes open reluctantly he is greeted by the angry visage of a tigress, only a few feet away from him. Only the once raging beast is frozen completely in place, forelegs tensed ready to leap and teeth just asking to chomp down on his throat. It is then that Jake remembers the wooden wand in his hand, he had extended it towards his former friend in a vain hope of defense. He squints shrewdly at it for a moment, points it at the tigress and says.

"Alright, okay, uh, sit down and stay there."

Immediately Kate is in motion, only she doesn't lunge for the kill. She composes herself for a moment and then sits down on her haunches, and stays there. This gives Jake a good deal of time to examine his once human friend now turned man-eating tiger. Her most prominent feature being her glowing yellow eyes, which stare at him with a good deal of... intensity mainly centered around his neck. He gets a perfectly good view of her sharp teeth when she licks her chops, almost as if to imply what she intended to do with them. Her muzzle looks large enough to swallow his head whole, and is lined with fluffy fur. Powerful muscles sit around the tops of her shoulder blades and along her chest which is no doubt mirrored on her back. Jake's eyes skip over most of her fluffy belly to regard the long ebony claws at the tips of her front paws, and as he can see, her hind paws as well. Her tail apparently not bound by his command still swishes along the floor, as angrily as before.

"Kate can you hear me in there?" asks Jake as he slowly rises.

The tigress just stares back at him blankly, tail still dancing behind her.

He points the wand at her again, "Go stand in the middle of the room will you? I need some space."

She rather quickly stands up on all fours and turns around, with her tail waving in the air menacingly. This puts her butt and... lady parts perfectly on display for the man. His eyes turn away quickly to the far wall but the image burns itself into his mind. A fleshy mound surrounded by white fur resting below a - He pushes the intrusive thoughts aside as he feels around his stomach and wipes away a large amount of blood. Alright fine, a small amount of blood, but blood just the same.

"Hmm, I've got an idea" he says, pointing the wand at the feline he continues "I'm still bleeding from these cuts you gave me and I don't want to ruin my shirt anymore than it already is, come here and gently lick my wounds clean. That'll serve as a nice punishment, and no trying to harm me either."

The tigress slowly pads over to where he was on the floor. Yellow eyes focused entirely on her target as she draws closer. Jake cant help but gulp as the feline's muzzle got so close to his face that her whiskers tickle his cheeks. She puffs a hot breath across his nose and then her head roams downwards, stopping when she reaches the hem of Jake's shirt. The tigress' eyes flick up towards him before she noses at the edge of his garment. He grunts at the pressure of the feline's muzzle pressing into his belly while he eases his hands past it and pulls his shirt to reveal his wounds. The first lick sends shivers down his spine, the odd sandpapery sensation coupled with a warm wetness is both painful and oddly pleasuring. His muscles twitch as her cold nose presses into his skin, she laps slowly at the small cuts along his abdomen. It only takes a few seconds of this before he feels his cock twitch in his undergarments. The tigress' tongue increases its pace as she gets comfortable. Jake squirms at the conflicting sensations, his length now bulging inside of his trousers. The feline lets out a frustrated growl, annoyed by his movements. The only warning he gets is a flick of an ear before the tigress shifts forward, pressing a massive paw against the man's chest that lies him flat on the ground. She cements her dominance by moving on top of his legs, pinning him to the floor by her upper torso. Jake's heart jumped the moment she moved to push him down and it doesn't slow as she bends her muzzle down to resume her tongue bath. Reduced to low moans of pent-up arousal, Jake points the wand at the tigress and says in a shaky voice.

"You feel... a strong urge to start licking and pleasuring my crotch... and you now crave the taste of my cum"

Immediately the dominant feline's tongue roams south, she stops and stares at his trousers for a moment. Quickly she decides on a plan of action, brute force, she uses her incredibly sharp teeth to rip apart the fabric of his pants. In short order the upper half of his pants are completely shredded, the sight of another layer of fabric provokes a low growl from the determined tigress. With another loud RRIP her prize is insight, freed from its prison Jake's penis throbs mightily. The sultry beasts gaze meets his own, as if to tease him the tigress huffs a hot breath over his rod before sniffing the swollen tip, a bead of precum already oozing out. She laps at the source slowly, savoring the taste. Even a little stimulation has Jake at his edge, almost sensing this by instinct the feline stops her methodical licking to calm him down. The tigress only allows the man a few brief seconds of respite, before opening her maw to engulf the head of his cock. She bats at it playfully with her tongue as Jake lets out a long groan, the warmth and slickness of the feline's muzzle pushes him even more towards climax. Suddenly she slides the remaining 6 inches of his needy flesh all the way to the back of her throat, while her long flat tongue extends out of her maw to tease his ballsack. Jake gasps as the dam breaks, and he floods the tigress' muzzle with what she craves. Before the second spurt of hot seed escapes his cock the feline's eyes roll to the back of her head betraying her wanton lust for his emission. Two more spurts of spunk sends a tremor through her body, all the way to her tight pussy, which clenches and leaks with feminine arousal.

Tom lays his hand on his chest, and heaves out hot breaths of exhaustion. He twitches and squirms as the she beast continues to suckle and purr around his softening rod, the wands compulsion still active.

"Nnf, alright that's enough" he sighs as he points the wooden instrument at the tigress. "My previous command is rescinded, however I command you to stand and present yourself to me."

The feline quickly rises and turns to face away from Jake, she lifts her tail and looks back at him with half lidded eyes. The fur around her rounded slit is slick with juices, which flows from it in small rivulets as her inner walls tighten and spasm with arousal. The muscles of her rump clench in anticipation as Jake shuffles forward to place his left hand around the base of her tail while the other reaches for her moist lips. As soon as his fingers brush against the soft flesh of her slit the tigress' powerful hind legs almost give out at the overwhelming sensation. Aided by the feral's leakage his index finger slips in easily, with a chuff of released tension the tigress lowers her front half to give Jake easier access to his prize. The man amuses himself for a short while by manipulating the fleshy insides of the felines silken walls, encouraging low growls of pleasure from her. Her tail spasms wildly as he slips another finger into her leaking hole, her inner passage clenching tightly around his digits. The tigress lets loose another torrent of growls as Jake begins to pump his fingers into her pussy. Her juices flow out earnestly now as he establishes a rhythm to his ministrations, it's not long before her claws being to scrape against the floor uncontrollably. Sensing her nearing release he picks up his pace, tightening his grip against her flailing tail. A low rumble in the tigress' belly reaches a roaring crescendo before her passage clenches around Jake's fingers. Her muscles pulse rhythmically which sends hot juices squirting onto the man's chin and torso, his rapid thrusting lasts until the torrent of liquid lust slows to a drip. Shoulders heaving the feline lays her head down between her front paws to rest. Despite the tigress' obvious exhaustion her hind legs stay stiff, Jake grunts as his cock hardens anew.

He stands and rolls his shoulders as the big cat's juices slide down his chest. He smears the lubricant from his right hand onto his hard rod and grabs either side of the tigress' twitching rump. The feline grunts roughly as the bulbous head of his cock kisses the slick lips of her sex. Her hole is tight, but the amount of lubricant from earlier makes the job of penetrating her inner folds easy. Man and beast moan together as the one hilts the other, balls stopping against the soft fur of the tigress' rear end. His rod retreats slowly, the resistance of her walls adding to the pleasure. With another ruthless thrust forwards the tiger's forehead presses against the floor while Jake groans with lust. The man leans forward, still deep inside of his feral cock sleeve and wraps his arms around the barrel of her torso. He speeds up the pace of his thrusting, the sound of his balls colliding with the tigress is muffled by her slick fur. Soon the extreme heat and tightness of her walls bring him over the edge of climax. The feline's forepaws scrabble against the floor once more as Jake fills her to the brim with hot seed. He spends the blissful moments of orgasmic afterglow hilted in his beast, panting along with her. A mixture of spunk and clear juice flows out of the tigress' slit as he pulls out.

As he sits among the tattered remains of his clothes he commands the she-beast to clean up the mess they made. Jake regards the rough wooden wand as the tigress' tongue rasps against the cool stone floor.

"I wonder what else this thing can do..."

End