FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The school bus lurched up to its final stop, filling the area with clanks of a dying engine. Rusted hinges squeeled in protest as sliding doors cracked open to allow gathering high school student's passage. Single file the students ascended the small stairway onto their transportation to a place most would prefer not to go. Their conversations drummed on with the engine, becoming a collective mess of noise to those not taking part.

Always they got on in the same order, right down to individual faces. The outgoing jocks would pile on first, usually followed by their girlfriends and cliques. Behind them came the less sociable students. The ones that went about their daily lives unnoticed out of habit or choice. And it was just how they liked it; quietly waiting for the days when school was past and life took its course.

Likewise, the last to board was always the same. And unfortunately, he was one that always got noticed. Having a height of only five feet never helped to hide him. If anything the one size too large t-shirt and jeans only drew more curious looks. Add on the only visible parts being long blond hair tied into a pony tail, blue eyes, and an unusually pale smooth skin condition. A casual observer could, and often did, mistake Felix for a very underdeveloped girl.

Not that looks bothered him in the least. It was more of a relief not automatically growing into the fitting image of a male stereotype. Sadly, his peers did not see it that way. In the period of teenage angst a passive nature and unusual looks are all the logic one needs to trip you on the way to an empty seat.

"Watch your step, bimbo!" said one of the jock, earning a few laughs from nearby friends.

Felix did not bother to see who had targeted him today. He simply got back up and resumed his journey to the sanctuary of a nearby seat. Forcing one not to react was often painful, but he anyone that much satisfaction after all these years. Of course the driver took no notice. Nothing short of a brawl would attract that official mediation. Granted it was tempting in theory but, given his scrawny build, not a viable option against kids that played unprotected football in their free time.

The moment passed and eyes turned from laughing at his expense. Bus doors closed and the vehicle twenty years past its prime lurched forward to complete its route. It was just another start to a promising day for the social outcast.

* * * * * *

"That was such a shit idea!" Astro muttered as he tried to stand. Clouds overhead were still spiraling around his vision, helping only his need to vomit.

"Well, why didn't you say so before!?" Eliot shouted back. His voice carrying an echoed pitched, since most of him lay submerged upside down in a trashcan.

"I did say so before!" Astro replied, grabbing hold of his long time friends flailing knees. With a small grunt he used all his strength to pull Eliot out vegetable style. Not that he extended similar courtesy dumping the smaller boy onto the ground. "First rule of kidnapping a girl; don't pick a target hanging onto a giant man."

"So that crap about muscles isn't just for show." Eliot plucked a banana skin from his purple sweater in disgust. Standing back up on his feet with the trashcan as a crutch, he pulled the wool snowcap off his head. Instantly a pair of grey furred cat ears folded up from the locks of his matching shoulder length hair. "You know, I thought it was a human compensation thing. Like when your dad fluffs up his tail."

"Dude, your ears!" Astro hissed, blue eyes darting around the park in a panic.

"Like I give a crap at this point." Eliot rubbed his temples with one hand, letting his cap fall wherever. His other slipped around to a special cut hole in the seat of his pants to pry a cat tail sticking out from the confines of his belt loops. The relief of having this fifth appendage free and flicking in open air again was beyond description. "We've broken enough laws to get executed, even if that bastard prince doesn't get his bride."

Astro sighed dejectedly. Although he spotted no one close enough to notice the boys, he made no move to remove the baseball cap covering his own blue furred ears and hair. The tail currently jammed down the right leg of his sweat pants twitched, begging for freedom. Fortunitly after several hours of sneaking around the human world, most of its pain had dulled into a tolerable throb. "But really, El, kidnapping a human? We're really hitting the bottom of the barrel with this."

Eliot spat a clot of blood out, nursing the still fresh bruise on his jaw. Damn those humans can deliver a mean left hook. "Not my fault even the wenches would rather commit to us then Kazak."

"I'm actually surprised you turned down the offer," Astro said with a chuckle. "I mean, you could have balanced a wine bottle on that speckled ones a-"

"Yeah, won't do me a lick of good when we're beheaded as tomorrow's entertainment."

"Aw, be positive! I'm sure if we just explain the situation to the prince he'll..."

The raised eyebrow Eliot gave quickly silenced Astro. When the prince ordered a bride brought for his twenty-first birthday under any circumstance, they understood what awaited failure. They would not be executed as a form of entertainment during the big ceremony tomorrow.

Prince Kazak was no where near that nice.

After a very long and uncomfortable silence, Astro cleared his throat. "Well the humans still have some heavy forested areas. Guess we can get a head start on living a life as outcast refugees."

"Oh screw it," Eliot snapped while snatching his hat back up. Re-covering his cat ears, the smaller boy set out down the park path with tail held high. Witnesses were free to think whatever they wanted of it. "Let's do one more sweep before resorting to fleeing. There's got to be some form of female life walking around unescorted in this place."

Astro sighed but fell into step behind his partner in crime. "If we live to see next week, remind me to deck my brother for saying life as a royal retainer was a comfort job."

"Hell, I'll hold him for you."

* * * * * *

"Hey, pretty boy!!"

Felix regretted turning to face whoever was speaking. Not because their familiar voice signaled what was coming, but because his face became exposed to the rock aimed at it. A moment latter the frail seventeen year old boy was on his back writhing in agony with both palms covering a bleeding nose. Through the pain he could still make out a chorus of laughter while leaves crinkled under the weight of footsteps. A pair of hands gripped the collar of his oversized shirt, lifting him like a rag doll.

"So this is how you've been getting home lately? Can't imagine why you'd go to such lengths to avoid me after class."

"Must be you're winning personality, Clay." Felix smirked in an effort to act cool, despite the dirt and blood staining his pale face. A quick punch to the gut put a stop to that.

"Yeah, I just have a way with people."

Clayton released his grip, letting Felix collapse down on his knees. There was little that could be done while he rummaged through Felix's pockets and backpack for everything of value. The other teenager outdid him by at least a foot and seventy pounds. None of which was fat, considering the amount of time Clayton spent in the after school gym.

"Try not to avoid me again, kay? Otherwise we'll have to make up for lost time." Clayton said appearing satisfied with his looting. Not that there was much to be had. Their relationship had become more of one out of routine than profits. With a parting kick to Felix's stomach, Clayton left him on the woodland floor without another word.

Felix just groaned and waited patiently for the pain to pass. Clayton was not his first bully, nor was it nearly his worst. Sadly it has become something he simply accepted since grade school. Having mostly inherited dominate genes from his mothers side cursed him with such despised feminine traits.

Even when people caught on they were not looking at a girl, they still questioned other aspects of his lifestyle. Fortunitly, Felix learned to stop giving a crap what others thought. It did not prevent them from voicing it, but it dulled emotional pains. Like all social outcasts, he clung to the hope something better waited after graduation next year.

If he was not focusing so much on his pain, Felix might have noticed something WAS waiting for him several feet above. Not necessarily better, depending on ones point of view.

"Ha, jackpot!" Eliot hissed through his wide grin of feline fangs. The thick grey tail flicked in anticipation beneath where he crouched on the tree branch. "I didn't think we'd actually find someone this close to the wire, but talk about lucky."

"Why was he hitting that poor girl though?" Astro wondered from his own, slightly lower, branch.

"Who cares? Her own kind hates her, so she won't be missed." Eliot's smiled waned slightly. Eyes scanned their prey a little more closely. "Although I'm regretting I'll have to pay my arrangements more to get some padding on her. The prince would still kill us for bringing back a washboard as his bride."

"Arrangements?" Astro gave him a confused look that quickly turned to disbelief. "Oh god, don't tell me you've made a deal with that girl!"

"What did you think we'd do? Put on some fake ears and hope the prince didn't notice?" Eliot dropped down, hanging from his branch by both arms. "Let's just hurry and grab her while we got the chance."

Both catboys dropped from their hiding spot, landing on all fours with a grace no human ears could detect. Felix never even noticed their presence as he uncurled from his fetal position and moved to stand. He just assumed Clayton had doubled back for more punishment when someone grappled him up from behind.

"Oh haven't you had enough all..."

A soaked rag cut off the question as it was stuffed into his maw. Felix was awake just long enough to feel chemical vapors sting his nose. They kicked in seconds later and his whole body went limp in deep slumber.

"Wow," muttered Eliot as he straddled what he thought was a rather unblessed woman over his shoulders. "And here I thought chloroform drugging was a human myth."

"Poor girl though." Astro sighed, wiping Felix's pale face as best he could with his shirt sleeve. "I hope the prince is at least not as violent to her as these apes."

"Better her than us, I say." Eliot shifted the body into a better carrying position before checking his pocket watch. "We better hurry back. This is going to be cutting things insanely close."

* * * * * *

They did not even bother to knock. A swift kick was all Eliot needed to get the door open with an intentionally loud crash. The green colored catgirl beyond this entrance nearly jumped through the roof. Thankfully she managed to keep a hold on the beakers of glowing purple liquid in her hands. Though truthfully, Aiko was more concerned about keeping a hold on the liquid in her bladder after that scare.

"God damn you, Eliot!" She fumed while putting her beakers on their respective desk stands before facing them. "Do that again and I swear I'll throw whatever's in my hands at you."

"I'll hold you to that if it happens to be your underwear," Eliot shot back. Ignoring the predictable middle finger retort, Eliot moved to an empty table where he deposited his human load. "On to business though, we found a girl for you to work on."

Astro offered no comment while falling into the room, silently closing the door behind him. Wasting no time, he flung his cap off into a nearby trash can and worked to free his blue cat tail from the confines of his sweat pants. In seconds he was purring like a newborn kitten while it wagged freely in the air.

"Huh. I didn't think a brain dead like you could pull off anything illegal." Aiko giggled as she approached the table. Her lime cat tail curled in curiosity, looking over what had just been dumped on her equipment. While the catboys watched, her face went through a range of emotions; first switching from curious to confused, then moving on to one of shock and ending with a surprising fit of giggles.

"What the hell is so funny?" Eliot demanded while removing his snowcap, although his cat ears remained folded back in a sign of agitation.

"You two have any idea what you've done?" Aiko finally said after catching her breath. A few giggles still managed to slip out in her efforts to stay composed.

"Exactly what I said!" Eliot puffed his chest out slightly. Confusion and feeling mocked only fueled his anger. "I got a human girl like you requested. Just hurry up and make her a buxom neko-jin for our spoiled rulers."

Aiko broke into full out laughter for several seconds. Before Eliot could react, she reached out to give his check a patronizing pat. "It must be nice to be as dense as you."

Eliot opened his mouth to tell the catgirl where to stick it. But then she did something really unexpected by grabbing the human's pants and yanking them down to its ankles. The boxers followed a moment later and both cat boys were left gawking in confusion at what had been revealed. After several seconds though, the blunder staring them in the face finally sank in. Their jaws were unable to do anything but hang to the ground.

"Eliot," Astro finally managed to squeek out. "Is that a..."

"Yeah," he replied in a neutral tone.

"So that's really a..."

"Yeah."

Another long silence filled the room. Aiko smirked, waiting patiently for their respective male brains to fully process their situation.

"Are we boned?"

"Yeah!"

"Ugh. Men." Aiko rolled her eyes with another giggle. "Afraid I'm going to have to charge triple what we agreed on for this job."

"What!?" That snapped Eliot back to reality fast. Astro barely recovered in time to keep his friend from diving across the table. "You blood sucking witch! If I go down I'm at least going to take you...wait, what did you say?"

"Well, we did have a deal." Aiko winked at him. Her expression turned a bit more serious as she gestured at the exposed genitals of their victim. "My potion can still do exactly what I promised to this human. But now I'm going to have to waste a lot of expensive ingredients making it potent enough to...correct your little error."

Eliot responded with a very low, animalistic, growl. Astro was using all his strength and still could fell his restraint starting to give.

"Of course you have other options." She continued with smug satisfaction. "Not that I can think of one that doesn't end with you both in pieces. I know! One of you can play the martyr and take my potion yourself?"

"Like hell!" Both catboys shouted, jumping back a few steps at the notion.

Eliot turned several shades of red, but made no more threatening action towards Aiko. A surprise considering the fit of giggles that response earned from her. With a defeated sigh, his gaze turned heated. "Fine, it's done. The prince better get a damn hot wife at tomorrow's presentation and you get to rob me out of house and home."

"You live in the palace basement," Aiko countered with a raspberry. "But I'll gladly take your money anyway."

"Just make sure she's ready or there'll be murder added to my list of crimes!" Eliot whirled on his feet and stormed from the room to avoid retort. Astro only gave Aiko a nervous half bow before dashing out after him.

"What a dick," Aiko muttered soon as they left. Her face went solemn upon glancing to the human resting rather peacefully on her table. A delicate hand ran across his bangs to smooth them out. It gave the sleek face a much more beautiful appeal. "Sorry, kid. You looked exactly my type too."

* * * * * *

At first it was hard for Felix to tell if he was still awake or dreaming. Everything was just a big, blurry blob. As his eyes squinted though, it slowly began to improve into many blobs. Each one gradually gained more definition. Babbling sounds also began to register and he felt his ears twitching to catch them. Eventually things soon focused enough for him to gather he was on his back staring at a ceiling. Most of that happened to be blocked by a rather stunning set of sparkling blue eyes. Then his attention tried focusing on their owner; a girl whose beauty far exceeded even the ones he liked to ogle during gym class.

The fact she had short green hair and large matching cat ears made him wonder again if this was all a dream. Her mouth occasionally moved, but vision was clearing a lot faster than his hearing. It took what felt like minutes before he could make out anything she was speaking.

"...you functioning yet, buddy?"

Felix tried to speak, but his mouth felt like a dried up desert. He settled for emitting what he hoped was an acknowledging grunt. Whatever sound came out seemed to please the catgirl.

"That's great! I was starting to worry that potions side effects would have you knocked out for a month. But it's nothing a little stimulator can't balance. You should be fully functional again in a few minutes. I'm going to go get you something to wear and answer the questions I just KNOW you're going to ask. Just sit tight and whatever you do; don't panic or scream." The girl moved out of his field of vision once she had finished. A few moments later she returned with an expression so serious it made his heart skip. "Seriously, don't scream! Our lives may depend on it."

Felix was almost thankful for his paralysis now. As she left a second time, there was a lingering urge to do just the opposite of what was advised. For now he just groaned and let his mind at least try to stay relaxed. A headache of massive proportion made it hard to process his surroundings anyway. Feeling was slowly returning to the rest of his body at least, sort of like when limbs lost their circulation for a while. So he did the only thing that seemed logical; go back to sleep. It was not until the catgirl returned with the slamming of doors that he was jarred awake. Felix bolted upright; too scared to care about all the unusual ways his body was feeling in reaction to his movements.

"Hope you're well rested," the girl said with a nervous smile. The folded back ears and low tail destroyed her weak attempt at reassurance. In her arms sat a sparking silver laced dress decorated in a wide array of blue and gold ribbons. The sight of it made Felix winch. Surely that was not intended for him. "I'm Aiko by the way. We don't have much time so I got to explain while I finish you up."

"I'm Felix, but what are you..." Felix stopped cold at the sound of his alluring feminine voice.

A sudden chill made him realize his body had been stripped naked and he crossed his arms in an attempt for warmth. That was when a really odd sensation began to register to recovering nerves. His chest felt swollen under his arms, yet it did not feel like a painful injury. In fact the two large lumps felt pleasurable, especially around his nipples. At least, until he looked down and got a good look at what he was holding.

"Don't scream!" Aiko hissed upon seeing the expression cross his face.

"W...what the fuck are these?" Felix chocked out in a barely audible whisper. The rising panic nearly rendered her mouth unusable again.

"I believe humans call them breasts." Aiko forced a laugh before grabbing hold of Felix's dainty hand and pulling her to stand. "Hope you're not fond of small ones either. I'm going to have to add some curves to you in a sec."

""What?" Felix blinked and struggled just to remain upright. Aiko ignored the remark as she moved around behind Felix while working to open up the dress. Felix quickly twisted around to follow her actions, catching sight of a butt much more round than she remembered having. But it was the blond furred spinal extension swishing lazily across it that really drew attention. "What the hell happened to me? Is that a tail!?"

"Afraid so," Aiko said as she worked. There were no signals given, she simply bent down, setting the open dress on the floor before grabbing Felix's legs to guide them into it. She wasted no time raising it back up to cover the blond girl's slender legs with the skirt portion. Not even her feet were visible as she tied a green sash loosely around Felix's slimmer waist. "You're now a member of the neko-jin, cat demons if you will. Our current location is on a separate plan of exsistence where we live mostly in apathy towards your human world. To be even more precise, we are in my lab on the second basement of the royal palace. What's going on right now is that yesterday you were kidnapped mistakenly by two of the king retainers. It's not my fault, but I do apologize for their complete inability to tell a girl from a very beautiful guy."

Despite the situation, Felix felt herself blush and ears fold back. Curious, she tried to reach up and feel her new cat ears. But then Aiko finished fitting her tail through a pre-made hole in the dress's seat. Without warning, she yanked Felix's hands one at a time through the sleeves of an attached blouse. The blouse itself was then lifted up to cover her chest, but not by much as the cut seemed designed for lots of cleavage. Felix felt the fabric in wonder, noting that her breast came no where near filling out the designed cups. There was even enough space that it wrinkled in on itself while Aiko tightened up the straps along her backside.

"Although it was clearly against your will, you were taken back here and made a female." At this Aiko paused in her fitting to whisper in close to Felix's ear. The hot breath against fur made the blond catgirl giggle. "That part IS my fault sadly, and I pray you will forgive me for it someday."

Felix blinked, shocked at how hurt that last sentence sounded coming from this other cat. When she tried to turn and question it though, Aiko cut her off with a sharp tightening of her dress that forced her to face forward again. Satisfied the garment was properly on, if barely hanging onto her modest womanly curves, Aiko moved to stand before Felix again.

"In about fifteen minutes the prince will receive a toast to commemorate the exact moment of his twenty-first birthday." All this was said while Aiko knelt down to fit crystal glass slippers on each of Felix's feet. She stood back up only to slip long silken gloves on each hand. Their frilled sleeves did not end until halfway up each bicep and made Felix want to scratch every inch of them. "At that time he will be presented with the neko-jin his most trusted retainers deemed worthy to be his bride. Now listen up, since that unlucky soul happens to be you."

Felix did not care anymore; she was ready to scream her entire lungs out at this madness. But Aiko seemed one step ahead and silenced it with one hand over her mouth. A tad unnecessary since her glare alone made Felix think twice. From her pocket, Aiko removed a small vial containing some kind of purple fluid. This was drummed along her palms as she resumed the lecture.

"This is very important sweetie. Under no circumstance once you are out there should you move or speak unless directly told to. The prince is a spoiled and selfish brat and he WILL touch you in unpleasant ways to make sure his bride is 'perfect.' Bite down on your tongue if you have to, but don't even blink in a defiant way. If anything is done to remotely displease him, you will be killed on sight. Shortly following that will be my beheading and then a prolonged torture of his retainers for bringing a defective female. Any questions?"

Felix raised her gloved hand on reflex, but did not bother waiting. "Can we just put some guns to our mouths and save time?"

Aiko laughed the first genuine laugh since meeting Felix. Oddly enough, it did raise their spirits a little. "I think I like you, Felix. Will you trust me?"

"What?" Felix asked with the same tone one would use addressing a lunatic.

"Just get through the ceremonies alive and you won't have anything to worry about." Aiko held out the vial for Felix. "I swear I won't let any man abuse you."

Felix gulped, having to use both shaking hands to grip the vial. "W-what is this for?"

"Drink it," Aiko ordered. "You'd rather not know."

Felix nodded, working the stopper out. After only a seconds hesitation she knocked the whole potion back in a single gulp. Bitter aftertaste made her shudder, but then its effects began to manifest in a noticable absence of slack in her dress.

"Oh god," Felix moaned cupping her breasts when they began to grow. Just a minute ago she was able to completely cover them in her dainty hands. Now their mass was starting to overflow them, filling out more of her dress material with each labored pant. Within seconds it was like trying to hold a pair of large fruit. Their new size caused once baggy silk to strain at its limits containing them, leaving ample amounts of cleavage on display.

A lurch in her stomach made Felix reach down to inspect what was going on. Her new breast size made it difficult to see but she could still feel her stomach and waist gaining a bit of plumpness. The sash tied around the area was soon reduced to a much more snug size before her hips suffered a similar fate. She groaned and had to space her legs apart to keep from falling over at her pelvis shifting. Hands shot back to her butt just in time to have them pushed out and up. It too gained a much more generous deposit of fat and muscle. The blond cat tail frizzled even as the rump it was attached to strained the seat of her dress in a plumper heart shape.

Felix shuddered again, feeling the potions effect travel down her legs. Thighs and calves both swelled out with more exaggerated curves and muscle tone. That was well hidden under the cloth of her skirt, but still played wonders on her nerves. The rapid changes stopped a minute later. Leaving Felix still a female, but much better built than any girl she had ever seen through high school. Her dress now stretched so tight it had lifted up so that glass slipper feet were now clearly visible.

"Wow," was all she could say as eyes and hands roamed across the soft and supple curves of her body. "This...this is some kind of sick nightmare."

"Or a perverts wet dream," Aiko said with a nervous giggle. She promptly grabbed Felix by the hand and almost began dragging her to the door. Even more surprising to Felix was the fact she had no trouble walking in high heels thanks to her tail. "Unfortunately you don't have time to self explore. Just trust me that this will turn out all right. And remember: DON'T! DO! ANYTHING! Just speak when spoken to, and follow anything the prince orders you to. Can't honestly say I care about those wing nuts that brought you, but I'm pretty fond of breathing."

"As am I," Felix said meekly. Aiko paused upon reaching the door to give her a look over for any flaws. "Will it really be okay?"

Aiko sighed as she placed both hands on Felix's shoulders. All time seemed to stand still as their eyes bore into each other, reading the soul underneath. Aiko was doing a better job of hiding it, but there was still a hint of fear in the way her iris twitched. But the spell was broken as she smiled a very wide and feline fanged smile. "Trust me!"

Felix never got a chance to respond before the door was swung open. They resumed their mixed pace of dragging and walking into the hallway beyond in silence. It was certainly cavernous enough to guess they were in some sort of palace. But there was little time to catch sight of surrounding décor as they darted down halls, zigzagged through side passages and traversed god knows how many flights of stairs. It mattered very little to her anyway. With Aiko leading the way, she just fell into step trying to wrap her brain around all that had happened to her.

A small part of her drifted back to her parents, causing Felix to chuckle softly. Odds were they were going ballistic at police over her random disappearance. Granted they got up in arms if she so much as missed curfew by a few minutes, but it was understandable. Ever since that first time she got beaten way back they got upset over any little thing. What little good it all did her now; turned into a real girl, part feline, and apparently about to marry the devil incarnate.

An unexpected stop broke Felix out her grim nostalgia. This confused her greatly, and she turned to question Aiko on why they had stopped in front of a wall. But then she caught sight of two ivory carved handles laying on opposite sides of a vertical crack in its foundation. Her gazed shifted up, eyes growing wide as they beheld the biggest doorway she had ever seen. Towering at least fifteen feet tall and carved out of solid marble, her question quickly shifted towards how anyone was supposed to open such a thing. Just looking at it was enough to make her muscles ache. Felix glanced around the corridor expecting some kind of aids to assist them, but there were no other souls in sight.

That is why she got another shock when Aiko reached out to grab both handles without any inclination of wanting help. Neck and shoulder joints popped as she gave them a few quick warm up rolls.

"And so we enter the snake pit."

A rush of bile suddenly formed in the back of Felix's throat, which she gulped back. Curious she felt this nauseous when she had not eaten since school two days ago.

"Is...the prince really that bad?"

"From this point on you don't talk."

Aiko flexed her biceps, quivering in place with a scrunched face. When her cheecks began to turn a bright pink, Felix wondered if there was an intentional hernia coming. A hallowed clanking sound echoed through the hallway as something finally gave, allowing both doors to grind open. Aiko only managed a small crack, but still enough for them to squeeze through.

A slew of new sounds assaulted Felix's more delicate feline ears. Triangle points folded back with a cringe in an attempt to muffle the chaos of chatting voices, overplayed by a ballad from woodwind instruments. Without another word, Aiko grabbed her by the hand, yanking her through before turning to pull the doors closed. They had to pause for a moment as she leaned back against the door to catch her breath. Felix took the opportunity to try and survey this new room, but there was still little to see. Despite its larger space and tall ceiling the entire area was blocked off by a wall of silk curtains. A stiletto of tables, chairs, and varies cat people projected across this canvas. Most notably a large congregation moved towards the center, performing waltz like movements to the music.

"Neko-jin of royal blood have more condensed muscles," she said upon noticing the look Felix gave her. "Its still a pain in the ass for someone underdeveloped like me to get around. The royal family went really anal when it came to architect design."

Felix gulped, having to fight back a desire to question Aiko's definition of 'underdeveloped.' Things were going to turn sour very fast if what anything Aiko said made sense. How the hell was she supposed to follow a society she literally just joined?

There was no time to contemplate an answer to that paradox. Just as Aiko straightened to say something, the band reached its closing tempo following a dead silence. Both catgirls perked up, listening to sounds of shoes clicking and chairs scrapping.

"Crap, the birthday toast." Aiko gave a pure feline hiss that made Felix jump. But Aiko caught her before she could get away, breaking them both into a mad dash around the curtain perimeter. "I thought we had more time! You're supposed to be presented as the staple present to his royal pain as part of the traditional speech from his right hand. We got maybe a minute or two to get into position. "

It was getting painfully hard for Felix not to speak up. The material of her dress proved resilient enough to contain all the shifting and bouncing of her new body. Support and comfort were another story, sadly. Having to run everywhere in high heels did a number on her legs as is. Add on to that the counter weight of two bowling balls for a chest and she was getting sores in places never thought possible.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I bid you welcome!" The speaker's voice ended up hurting worse than the ballad, but it grew closer while they dashed around curtains. "It is truly a generous occasion for us to bare witness to two great events; the celebration of prince Kazak's twenty-first birthday and his legal ascension to the throne it constitutes. Not that we don't already feel his divine influence affecting us already. Ever since the tragic passing of his parents..."

"Oh thank god Eliot is such a tail kisser!" Aiko said between labored pants. Neither she nor Felix were really wasting their depleted stamina listening to the babbling speech. At least until they staggered to a stop in front of a small metal archway cutting from the curtains to serve as an entrance to the area inside. She quickly turned to Felix, straightening out her dress of all the wrinkles dashing around had manifested. "If you feel too overwhelmed, just stare into space and think happy thoughts. It probably won't help, but its better odds than doing something."

"...and thus, it is my duty as Prince Kazak's right hand to present him with his traditional first bride; hand chosen by me as a testament to our new king's faith. May her service to you be just the start to the lush harem that will accommodate your rule."

Felix's eyebrows shot up around 'service' but she had no time to fully process its meaning. She felt Aiko place hands on her shoulder and butt to deliver a push that nearly sent her flying through the archway. That was when she learned a nice perk about having a thick cat tail, as it might have been the only thing saving her from falling flat on her face. The plump breasts also hurt enough without having to experience their use as impact absorbers.

Soon as she recovered from that shock though, Felix stiffened up. Intensely heated gazes from dozens, maybe hundreds, of eyes now bore into her curved frame. As surmised, she had entered a sort of ball room designed for the occasion. The center lay cleared, forming a white tiled dance floor that was currently void. All the gathered neko-jin had taken seats at large round tables littering the remaining carpet area. Not a one of them wore something any less fashionable than Felix's own dress. Only notable exception was the much larger rectangle table she had been literally thrown in front of. It sat at the head of the audience with occupied oak carved chairs baring animal carvings, gold trims, and even pearl cut gems. Just past that, Felix could make out a half dozen cats baring instruments seated inside a small performance box.

A second later the entire room burst into an array of hurried whispers. Guests closed into their selective groups to pass quick comments and thoughts about their new arrival. It was all too low and garbled for Felix to make out specific ones, but their tones betrayed all ranges of opinions, some she was glad to not know in detail. Silently she wished for the ability to explode and be done with this nightmare. Yet after thirty some tries, that did not seem very likely. Instead she decided to head Aiko's advice and resort to just standing perfectly still until someone else made a move. That was when she noticed Eliot, who had been making the toast, standing in front of the royal table just feet away. His reaction to seeing her did a fine job summing up the crowds; eyes buggered, mouth gapping, and a wine glass tipped over. Most of its contents had already been fed to the carpet.

"Well," spoke the catboy occupying the biggest chair, bringing an abrupt halt to all conversation. "I think I speak for everyone here when I say; damn, she's a surprise alright! Even more amusing is the notion the man who selected my bride is this flabbergasted by her."

This got a small chuckle from various neko-jin and turned Eliot's cheecks a slight shade of red. Felix dared not move a muscle herself. She swallowed back another need to throw up, listening to a chair groan as weight was lifted off it. And then the soft sounds of footsteps made her ears swivel to catch them until the prince finally entered her vision.

To call him 'handsome' would have been a gross understatement. For one thing he was much taller than anyone Felix knew. She had to crane her neck up sharp just to make eye contact with a face possessing a familiar feminine beauty of her old self. His skin was far paler though, decorated with short curly brown hair lined of red streaks. Round cat ears stood erect while sharp emerald slit eyes studied every bulge and curve of her figure. Unlike everyone else, his clothes were a lot less formal pair of blue pants and white tank top. A thick tiger stripped tail lashed about high in the air, lingering in her vision while Kazak moved to circle her back. The gaze alone was enough to send shivers down to the tip of Felix's own tail. Not to mention spark feelings of arousal that was a painful reminder of her new anatomy. In particular she hopped the uncomfortable stiffness developing in her enlarged nipples was not showing through her dress.

The phrase 'drop-dead gorgeous' was more accurate a description for Kazak when he walked back into her vision. If Felix's fear of death was not overpowering hormones, she might have jumped him then and there. These new desires caused her even more discomfort and fear, which in turn only intensified said desire in a vicious circle. God, she wanted to scream and run away from it all. But then that would be the end, and it was taking all the strength she had just to keep still.

That almost died when the prince did his next move of inspection. Without warning, both hands shot up to grasp her breasts right around the fabric covering her swollen areola. There was no way she could stop her instinctive jump reaction and gasp. It very quickly turned into a low sensual murr as his hands began to kneed her ample soft flesh through the fabric. Mixtures of pain and pleasure flooded her every nerve from each harsh caress, causing her nipples to deffinitly swell large enough to create noticable little tents. The heat inside her crotch quickly turned into a painful throb that thrashed at what remained of her sanity. Felix snapped back to reality when he suddenly stopped, feeling her face flush while expecting a shout of execution orders. Instead he just stared down at her in a disturbingly possessive way.

"Well thank god she IS real and sensitive to boot," Kazak said with a shallow laugh. "I was starting to think you just shoved a pair of grape fruits in her."

The crowd joined in a light laugh, most of which sounded forced. Kazak took a small step back while bending towards Felix's feet. Her eyes followed him in confusion to watch him snag the hem of her dress. Again, he gave no warning before lifting the whole thing up into her face. Chill winds brushing against bare thighs; a shocking reminder that Aiko had not bothered to suit her in undergarments before their arrival. Being forced to flash a few hundred people was deffinitly not helping her mood, but that took a backseat when she felt a pair of finger plunge inside her crotch. Felix had to bite her lips hard enough to draw blood, still unable to fully hold back the feline growl rumbling in her throat. Eyes began to water and knees buckled but she held her ground hoping these unfamiliar feelings of violation would pass. Fortunitly his vaginal inspections did not last more than a few seconds. It still left Felix ready to fall the ground in tears, but no one seemed to notice her stress. Or perhapes they simply did not care Kazak in particular had shifted his gaze into a more disturbing leer as he stepped back to let her dress fall into place. It was almost as if Felix spontaneously turned into gold.

"A virgin!" he declared, instigating a whole new chorus of conversations from the crowd. Laughing more heartedly, Kazak gave Elliot a slap on the back that almost sent the smaller neko-jin to the floor. "Now I'm truly impressed, old friend. You may have just grabbed some local wench in a Hail Mary shot, but it still hits spot on. What's your name anyway?"

It took a moment for Felix to realize Kazak directed that last line to her. And then she needed another to keep her bladder from releasing in fright. "I. .I...I..."

Kazak's grinned faltered a little. Yet that glimmer in his eyes continued to freeze her blood. "Okay, so conversation might prove difficult with her. She'll still make a wonderful bride. Not that I intend to pay those people that bet you wouldn't screw up."

"You bet against me?" Elliot asked a bit hurtful. But then Kazak fixed him with a gaze that had him scrambling to recompose himself. Raising what was left inside his glass, he declared, "To our new queen!"

The crowd joined in the toast with thunderous applause. Their claps were only a hallowed drumming inside the caverns of Felix's mind. It did not even register when Kazak put a hand around her waist in a close hug. However he than gave her butt a painful pinch that did enough to incite a small yelp.

"Relax a little, my little virgin." Kazak's hypnotic voice oozed poison that made her ears twitch. "Hopefully you can be at least some level of amusing, or you're just going to live until I take care of that little flower."

Felix remained mostly emotionless, but her sagging ears and tail betrayed a sense of dread. Instant execution suddenly seemed miles better than being raped for sport THEN executed. If only she had a say in the matter...

"On with the festivities," he declared, releasing his hold on her.

The band began a cheery melody while several cats rose from their chairs towards the dance floor. Time meant nothing to Felix, who was left standing in stupefied shock. She did not need to wait too long before someone else grabbed her hand, dragging her around the grand table. Once they had become safely obscured by the bulk of Kazak's royal chair, Eliot turned to stare at Felix. More accurately his eyes went straight down to her cleavage and never left.

"Holy shit, I had no idea Aiko would go this far. Otherwise I would have grabbed another human for myself. But sweetness, you pulled it off well!" He ran a hand through Felix's hair, purring softly to himself. "Just keep acting like a good puppet now. It'll be worth Kazak breaking you in since it'll be his only act as king."

"W-what!?" Felix took a startled step back, but Eliot pulled her back into him with a strength she did not expect.

"Oh? Aiko didn't tell you?" Even though Eliot was finally looking her in the eye, a free hand still passed along the perimeter of her breasts. "That potion I had her make to enhance your figure is a double edge sword. Once any man has their way with you...well, they won't be enjoying it much longer."

Felix's felt her heart skip a beat, unable to believe her acute cat ears. Her blushing gaze dropped to the cursed twin orbs of her chest. "That...was what she meant when no man could touch me!?"

"Ingenious, no?" Eliot chuckled, grabbing her chin to force eye contact again. "We can't take the throne by killing the spoiled bastard. But you take care of him for us, Aiko assumes rule as the only living relative, then I become her appointed husband. And then you can spend the rest of your days as one of my sexy little maids. A perfect plan, if I do say so myself. Shame you won't be useful for anything else."

Felix opened her mouth to point out what a sick and twisted cat he was, but Eliot cut her off with an abrupt kiss. It lasted just long enough for his snake of a tongue to rub against hers before she mustered enough strength to shove him away. Despite her efforts, and attempts to spite out the bile aftertaste, Eliot only laughed.

"Savor that last bit of resistance while you can," he said, giving her a patronizing pat between her ears. "As far as everyone in this room is concerned; you are property now." With a chuckle, he passed a hand over his lips. "A rather strawberry sweet flavored piece of property that still tingles, I might add. Aiko does good work."

"Go to hell!" Felix hissed back with frizzled tail fur.

"You can make that happen after the crowning, love," came Kazak's voice, causing both of them to freeze. It was hard for Felix not to recoil in fright when he put a hand around her shoulders. "But Eliot has his uses, despite being a pain in the ass. Are you antagonizing my new bride already?"

"N-not at all!" It was so worth the awkward position for Felix to witness Eliot's face turn a darker shade of red than hers. "I was just...uh...giving her some pointers to better entertain you with."

Kazak nodded in approval. "Well, you do know me better than anyone and good timing. This retarded tradition has dragged on long enough. So there's no point delaying my kingship further now that you brought me such a prize."

A dark sense of dread fell over Felix. Much the same way a knowing grin spread across Eliot's.

"Of course! Of course! I'll tell the priest so everything can be ready after you finish consummating the marriage."

"What would I do without you, Eliot?" Felix let out a startled cry when Kazak scooped her up into his arms. He carried her just as easily as one carried luggage. "Shall we then, love?"

Of all the things Felix wanted to say, none felt necessery at improving her situation. Not that Kazak waited for an answer before carrying her to the exit arch. She just managed to catch Eliot's face, now plastered with full rows of smiling fangs, before they passed between curtains into a new section of the palace. Her weight did not even seem to register to Kazak, until Felix remembered what Aiko said about condensed muscles. A new fear began to form from that line of thought, questioning how easily this pale faced cat could crush her skull.

"So tell me about yourself."

"What?" Felix stuttered before she could catch herself. That was certainly an unexpected from her forced husband.

He snerked at what he thought was a shy reaction. "Contrary to popular belief; I don't kill people on whims; just those that piss me off." There was a bit of a pause as he looked at her for a laugh. When all Felix did was blink he shook his head and picked up the pace. "So?"

"There's...not much to tell," Felix said. Her mind raced to choose words carefully. Omitting certain details she knew could only end painfully. "I was, uh, just walking home with the intent of wasting time playing games. Next thing I knew I was an F-cup and now we're here."

"That sounds about right for Eliot." Kazak paused, shifting his cargo less than meticulously around to push open a small ivory door. "I wouldn't lament over such a rapid series of events though. Yours is a much better lot in life now."

They crossed over the threshold into a much smaller chamber. A round bed took up the majority of the space, lined with thick velvet blankets and silk pillows. There was also a bookshelf, but it was filled with more decorative junk than any reading material. A glass table and some chairs populated another small corner. All of it was probably just for show though, as Felix could guess the room's purpose.

If Felix had not been paying attention she would have ended up dropped on her butt. Kazak released his hold on her rather abruptly to close the door behind them. Not that she thought there would have been any pain with all her padding. She shook herself to regain some composure, only to stiffen with a yelp when Kazak placed a hand on each shoulder from behind.

"You really should relax," he cooed into her ear with a huskier tone. His busy hands were already pulling the sleeves down her arms before slipping back to work on the zipper keeping her dress up. "We can't always get what we want, but there's no reason I can't make your first time enjoyable."

She forced a smile. A much more difficult task when one is fighting back the need to vomit. "You...you're rather generous, your highness."

"When I want to be." His hands finished with her zipper, gripping the sides of his child baring hips to force Felix to turn towards him. The sash fell to the floor seconds later. "One thing I wouldn't want circling the gossip circles is that I wasn't able to please my own wife."

Felix knew the kiss was coming, but by now she was too horny to even prepare. Their lips met with a force several times more electric than Eliot's forced peck. Tongues interlocked like a switch being flicked on. Suddenly, everything else stopped being significant. The teenaged boy who had only wanted to get home and drown out his bully problems on violent video games could only cower in a corner and watch. A new, beastly desire began to overwhelm her every sense the longer they kissed. And all that mattered to that cat gaining control was the fire in her loins and the need to have this man sooth it.

Not that his busy hands were already working on that problem. Slowly they pealed away the fabric covering her chest, setting free the bouncing flesh underneath. Once those were set free, the remainder of the dress easily fell away in a pool at Felix's feet. Kazak did not need an invitation, bringing her naked frame against his clothes in a bear hug. She quickly returned the favor in just as rough a fashion. Both their hands traveled around each others bodies, sizing them up while tongues fought for superiority. It was when his hand began stroking the very base of her tail that she nearly lost all control. The rush of pleasure from this new appendage felt better than anything she had ever heard of as a human.

After an eternity, Kazak lifted her up by the inside of each thigh. Felix reflexively wrapped her arms and legs around his waist without ever breaking their kiss. That only happened when he plopped her down on the bed, letting her curvey frame sink into the thick sheets. Even those fabrics sent little shocks of pleasure across Felix's smooth skin, making her stretch out across it with a sensual murr.

"Havening fun already, are we?" Kazak teased while he traced a finger along her soft belly. This was truly a godsend of a virgin if it only took this much to bring out her cat side. And he planned to milk it for as long as he could, despite the irritating tingle spreading from his lips into a mild headache.

"Rwar!" was all Felix could say. Even her voice lacked any tone of humanity as she pawed pleadingly up at him. Words had no meaning to her, only a longing to be completed by her mate. A fact most easily displayed when she spread her legs wide in invitation.

"All in due time, my love!" He chuckled, giving both her nipples a little twist that earned him a yowl. Sitting back up, he lifted his tank top off. Discarding it to one side, Kazak shook his head to loosen his hair and then froze. He shook his hair again; startled it now tickled his naked back. Both hands shot up to bring as much hair around as they could, only to confirm it was indeed longer than it ever should have been. Right before his eyes the usual shades of brown and red were shifting into a solid blonde. "What the fuck!?"

Felix yelped, frightened by the panic in her mate's voice and too far gone to understand it. At first she worried there had been a mistake and she screwed up somehow. As she watched though his physic began to soften, loosing height and muscle tone. When his normally white skin began to darken into a much richer brown she began to panic too. Perhapes her mate had gotten sick.

"Oh god!" Kazak cried in a female voice. No longer caring about the cat goddess spread and waiting. His attention was more focused on the flush of heat centering on both nipples. Before his eyes each areola trippled in size, and then lifting up as flesh pilled underneath into gentle mounds. He tried to press them back with his smaller hands, but that only succeeded in a strangely arousing sensation as they swelled like inflating balloons. The flesh quickly overpowered his efforts, leaving Kazak cupping a rack to rival Felix's.

"Mrwar?" Felix tried to nudge at him in a sign of sympathy. The revelation instantly brick slapped Kazak across the face.

"What the hell have you done to..." he was cut off by his own painful grunts. Tightness in his waist made it hard to breath for a moment. Kazak was forced to fall forward, using Felix's breasts as a brace while his hips caved inwards to create a noticable curve. Amidst a series of crackling bones, his hips and butt both swelled out to further exaggerate the developing hourglass figure. There was a soft pinging sound as the strain put on his pants caused its button and zipper to pop off simultaneously.

"Oh no, please!" Kazak pleaded in a whimper as the feelings intensified in his groin. He could only stiffen, the pain rendering him unable to do anything but feel as his two best friends shrunk and retracted into his body. A sudden pop caused him to yelp, feeling his new birth canal opening up deep inside forming vaginal lips.

The newly changed catgirl continued to beg and plead to any gods that might have been listening. Her eyes locked straight between dangling breasts trying to will them out of existence. Her new plumbing had finished up the minute changes, but she refused to move as the pain soon abated into a more throbbing moist feeling. There was no way this could happen. Not mere hours away from finally gaining his throne.

"Meow!" Felix yowled again, irritated at being left ignored in her state of heat. She brushed her tail tip teasingly across Kazaks face, which finally did work at getting attention.

"Will you just..."

Kazak trailed off as her eyes took in the sight of Felix still spread eagle under her. If the sight had turned her on as a man, those feelings were now going ten fold on her female body. The scent of Felix's heat traveled straight from her nose down to her own growing desire. Already the wet felling inside her pants was seeping through to stain the crotch fabric. Everything came in a rush so fast. The remains of her staying power never had a chance. It took but a few seconds to decimate the remains of Kazak's clothes before the feline he had become leapt on to her waiting mate.

* * * * * *

Cold water slapped into Felix's face, causing her to bolt upright in a high pitched squeal. The tone of her voice and shifting of heavy weights on her chest quickly jogged past memories forward. She glanced down and groaned upon confirming she did, indeed, have very large breasts. Instinctively she reached up to cover their freezing nipples with her hands. Glancing around, she recognized the equipment and bedding of Aiko's lab. Aiko herself stood off to her right, setting down a now empty bucket while gazing back.

"I was SO hoping that had all just been a crazy anime inspired wet dream."

"Wait until you start having flashback of that wild after party," Aiko said while dropping an oversized t-shirt in Felix's lap. "Oh man, that's going to become an urban legend."

Felix sniffled, fighting back tears as she put the offered shirt on. It was a small comfort that someone saw fit to slip her into a pair of bikini bottoms at least.

"You alright, hon?" Aiko said more seriously as she stroked Felix's back.

"I've been picked on and whooped since middle school, yet discovered new and insane ways to feel violated in one night." Snorting back a running nose, Felix wiped the water from her eyes and finally met Aiko's gaze. "What's happening to me? Are you all just part of some crazy coup?"

"Well, uh..." Aiko's eyes darted in all directions as she struggled with words. Finally with a deep sigh she fixed her sights back with Felix's. "You want some tea?"

Felix could only nod a faint yes. A heavy silence fell between them as Aiko wandered back to her lab table, returning shortly with two cups of steaming brew.

"It's a bit of a yes and no question," Aiko said as she offered Felix a cup. She took a long sip of her own tea before continuing. "Prince Kazak may not have been a legal king, but he's been ruling through his suck up advisors ever since his parents passed away four years ago. To sum up his popularity, the public disdain has become almost unanimous."

Felix said nothing, lost in the reflection of her new self in the tea cup. Nothing looked familiar anymore, which almost made it amusing to watch her cat ears droop. She finally took a sip of the brew. The sweet berry taste that traveled down her throat caused an unexpected murr.

"That's when Eliot got this crazy scheme, the power hungry bastard. Royalty can't be crowned without a respectable mate to serve with them. And as tradition goes, it is the most trusted friends duty to select one as proof of his abilities as advisor. When he found out I've been spending my free time studying alchemy and transfiguration as a form of curing injuries, well, he sorta winged it from there. As the second cousin, I'm pretty far down the bloodline. Assassination would never work; we'd be hunted down like dogs. Fortunitly there's no law against rendering a ruler into a state where he's incapable of ruling." Aiko took another slow sip, unable to hold back a smug grin. "Turning him into a horny animal would qualify such circumstances."

"Couldn't have happened to a nicer prick," Felix replied, making Aiko giggle. She looked up with ears cocked in a quizzical manner. "But wait, Eliot said it wasn't supposed to happen until after I was...well..."

"Fourth base? I know!" Aiko laughed out loud, almost causing Felix to spill her tea. "Like hell I was going to trade one bastard in for another. That potion I gave you was augmented from his original request so that it became a fully transferable substance. Just a kiss is sufficient enough to make a mindless slave out of anyone you want."

"A kiss?" Felix echoed as she felt her plump red lips. The implications stirred around in her head for a few seconds until a particular thought surged forward. "Wait, but Eliot also..."

Aiko nodded, giggling again before sipping her tea. "I'm sure Astro is already busy breaking in that girlfriend he's always wanted by now. Fortunitly, only the potions host, that's you, is contagious. So we won't have a disease type pandemic to worry about containing. I wasn't expecting that loose cannon to take care of himself, but now I'm free to set affairs in order for my coming rule."

"Nyah?" Felix perked up both ears and tail at this. The tea was certainly helping to bring strength back into her limbs and she gulped the rest of it down. "But then who is going to be your husband?"

"Let me worry about that, sweetie," Aiko said, giving her thigh a gentle pat. "I'm sure you have much more pressing questions you want answered."

Felix paused for a minute to figure out the meaning behind that. Slowly though it sunk in. Ears and tail both fell. "What's going to happen to me now?"

"Exactly," Aiko said with a little more weight. She gently took the empty tea cups and set them aside. "Look, I know it won't mean much; but I am sorry you had to get involved. Eliot got pretty desperate when he could not even force real neko-jin to become the prince's bride. I was the one that said 'long as it is female, I'll make it cat enough for your plan.' And then the idiot goes and plops a boy into my lab. The good news anyway is that you can go home if you want to."

"Really?" Felix brightened right up, but that lasted for only a split second seeing Aiko's grim face. Even knowing what was coming, she had to ask. "But?"

"I can't change you back to who you were." When Felix started to sniffle again, Aiko gave her knee a reassuring squeeze. "Giving a human girl cat features would have been easy to fix, but you? I had to completely rewrite your body into a perfect neko-jin like us. It's possible but your body might not even survive such a drastic transformation again. If it's any consolation; you're probably fitter than any human in your world can possibly become."

Felix cracked Aiko a wry smile, and then her gaze drifted down to her breasts lifting up her borrowed shirt. "I'm not sure how well I'd fly going back like this."

"Such little faith in a crazy alchemist, you have?" Aiko teased, earning her a confused glare. Without elaborating she turned and skipped back to her lab tables. A few minutes of rummaging later, she returned presenting a pink pearled necklace supporting a blue diamond pendant. "Ta-da!"

"It's, uh, pretty?" Felix offered as she took the sudden gift. She still held it at arms length like it was volatile.

"Well put it on!" Aiko said after seeing the hesitation.

Felix gulped but did as instructed. Soon as the stone settled on the pocket between her twin mounds, she felt a jolt shoot through her spine. Instantly a flurry of sensations registered across her body, not painful at all but still odd. The most noticable was that her breasts were shrinking. Little by little the hem of her shirt began to lower, managing to cover her belly in full. Soon the mammeries became a much more manageable handful that no longer tested her spinal strength. Her butt was next, almost feeling like sitting on a deflating coushin as it became less pronounce and more slim. Felix still had definite female curves when it finished, but on a much more appropriate scale for a teenage girl.

Both ears popped, causing her to gasp at how dull that made her hearing. Hands shot up to investigate, finding a normal pair of lobbed human ears on the side of her head. A small spasm went through her luscious cat tail, and she twisted around just in time to see it rapidly collapse back into her spine. It was so unexpected; she had to feel the small space just above her butt to confirm it.

"I'm...I'm..."

"Human?" Aiko offered, grinning. "In a manner of speaking. That's a special gem I created shortly after I had to change you. It won't turn you into a guy, but long as you wear it it'll suppress your neko-jin side. Plus my little curse potion is null in this form. So you can even do the nasty without fear of making a bimbo clone."

"One step at a time, please!" Felix giggled, peeking inside the collar of her now baggy shirt to admire the perkiness underneath. "At least I think I can live like this. Boy, are my parents going to freak."

"Yeah," Aiko said with a lot more unease. "I sent a messenger to inform them of your status. They did not take it as well as hoped."

"Sounds like them." Felix hopped off the table to gaze at her reflection in the mirror. Aiko followed in closely behind her.

"What do you think?"

Turning to check her slimmer profile, Felix let out a defeated sigh. Embarrassing as it was, she found herself attracted to this new form. "I think I'm going to need several DAYS worth of Halo to get over this before going back to school."

* * * * * *

"Whoa! Check out the babe!"

Clayton blinked, looking up from his text book just in time to catch sight of the blond taking a seat some tables down. His was not the only eyes either. Several guys, and even a few girls, in the library twisted their heads in interest of the new arrival. It only took him a few minutes to determine her key factors. A tomboy who's facial beauty betrayed an attempt to hide her figure under oversized jeans and shirts. She knew eyes were on her too. Knees scrunched up and shoulders hunched in an effort to appear smaller; an obvious sign of insecurity.

And also signs of a perfect target.

"Suddenly I don't feel so bad about scaring pretty boy away last week," Clayton said with a chuckle. "Not if it gets me a hot girl for homecoming."

His friend laughed, having to cover his mouth to muffle it. "Dude, she'd never dig you."

A warning growl from the bigger kid wiped the grin right off his face. Further intentions to threaten his life were halted when Clayton noticed the girl shift and stand back up. She repacked her books and shuffled towards an exit. Apparently she was unable to deal with the attention she was inadvertently earning.

"Just watch me work," Clayton retorted as he packed his books and stood to follow. He did not have to run far to catch up with her. As if things did not seem easy already, she was heading around to the back of the high schools library facing the staff parking lot. Much less chance of witnesses wandering past, if personal experience was any teacher. "Hey there!"

The girl stopped cold, whirling around at the sound of his voice. Unexpectedly she had more of a horrified expression than shock, but even that made her look cute. "What do you want, Clay!?"

Clayton stopped a few feet short of her, and a little to the left so she was forced to have a back to the wall. It was certainly an unexpected reaction, but he recovered fast enough to grin down at her. "So you heard about me, huh? Nothing too bad I hope."

"I've heard enough," the girl said as she tried to continue walking.

A quick sidestep and Clayton easily used his bulk to prevent an easy escape. She tried to back away with a yelp as he advanced on her. Only got a few steps before her butt bumped into the library building. Now Clayton had her right where he wanted in one of his favorite intimidation pickles.

"No need to be like that, babe! I'm rather nice when you get to know me. Can't say I caught your name..."

"I'm not interested!" she said with more aggression than he was willing to let slide. When she turned again to try and leave, his arm shot out to smack the wall. For a minute off her vision was blocked with a close up of his muscles. Her attitude seemed to be changing regardless of the tactic though, giving him an almost amused cock eyed look. "You know I just have to scream and you're good as arrested, right?"

"And is it worth the trouble if I mess up that pretty face of yours?" His free hand gripped the girl by her chin, forcing her to make eye contact. It was less a question than a statement of truth. Rumors still spread about one incident involving a girl that ran a mouth with Clayton three years ago. And he often boasted an anti-discrimination policy since. "How about just a welcoming kiss and we'll forgive and forget this unpleasant first meeting? There's always tomorrow to start anew."

"I'd rather..." the girl started but seemed to trail off as something clicked inside her head. Like a light switch her mood shifted from anger to a much more suggestive pout. "Alright, a kiss. I'll even give you a little bonus too."

"That's more like it!" Clayton released his hold, but kept their proximity close just in case. She moved to take off a necklace hidden underneath that tent of a shirt. Reflexively he readied a fist in case anything resembling a mace can entered the picture. Instead he was more than a little puzzled to see she removed a simple, but expensive looking, jewel pendant. That was certainly going to find a way into his pocket later. "Good luck charm or something-HOLY HELL!"

"Something like that," she said with a giggle. Clayton failed to even notice the way her ears were rapidly developing into sharp points and growing fur as they migrated up her head. All attention was instantly fixed on her breasts rapidly swelling out, turning her baggy shirt into an almost uncomfortable snug fit. She winched a bit from the discomfort her growing hips also put on tightening jeans. "Damn, I'm going to need an even bigger sports bra than I thought for this."

"I'd be more than happy to help you out of it!" Clayton blurted without care of his tone. The now catgirls melons strained to remain under her shirt, captivating his attention. It was only broken when she gripped his chin and forced eyes to look up into her shimmering golden set. He could have sworn they were blue seconds ago...and that she was shorter than him.

"You'll be having your hands full with boobs soon enough, sweetie," she cooed in a sensual feline growl that tickled his ears. "But for now; don't I owe you a kiss?"