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THE SEXY SECOND

By Darth Strainjyer

I woke up a new woman. Although it wasn't like I had much choice in the matter.

Waking up was easier this time than it had been the last time, consciousness flooding back to me as I stirred awake, moving around and stretching my body automatically, a large yawn inevitably following.

For a split second, I entertained the thought that what I had experienced: Being kidnapped, Ashlyn and Monica hooking me up to that machine and turning me into a horny charcoal silver Bengal cat had just been a dream. The idea flitted away as I could feel my tail swishing beneath me, rubbing against the cushions I was lying on.

And just like that, I was fully and completely awake.

I rolled over onto my back and shot up, panic starting to grip me as I looked around myself in confusion. My vision was so much better than it had been that I was able to take in minute details of the room I found myself in. The ears on my head swiveled in various directions, listening to every sound in the room.

I was laying on a long black leather couch one of several that had been arranged in two squares facing inwards. In between each square there was a rectangular glass table. The floor was thickly carpeted with a brown rug that ran completely under the tables and couches, and on the wall closest to me was a large segmented mirror. The wall right next to that was painted a faded beige color, and I could see faded rectangular markings where pictures of some kind had once hung.

There were a pair of doors in the picture wall under a sign that said “Restrooms" with plaques on each one denoting whether it was for male or female. That was good to see. I was glad that hadn't just left me a giant litter box.

Opposite the wall with the mirror, there were some tables and chairs set up in front of what was once probably a decorative indoor water fall, but was now just an empty hunk of faded marble. Another tan carpet was under the table area, also old and tattered and curling up in some of the corners. To the right of that was an L shaped counter that probably used to have computers at it but now was just empty and bare.

Just in front of counter, and across from the left of the mirror, was a small room with large glass windows on two sides looking in. Inside I could see rows of empty shelves and another counter. Two large double doors were facing me, a heavy chain locking them closed. Above them was decaying sign that probably lit up and one time reading “Gift Shop". There were cracks in some of the panes of glass.

The floor over the whole room was made of scuffed, weathered tiles that you had to look very close at to realize used to be of a tan marble design, now worn down by so many feet that they looked more like cinder blocks.

Although somebody had cleaned the place up recently, it was clear that I was in the former lobby of an abandoned hospital. But which one and where I couldn't tell. If anyone was going to set up a lab to conduct mad science experiments, an empty closed down hospital would probably be the perfect choice.

I pushed myself up into a sitting position. Someone, probably the girls, had deposited me on this couch after I passed out in the lab. I was still naked, but they had covered me with a Hello Kitty blanket which I tossed aside. I rubbed my temples and tried to focus my mind.

Looking around, there were five exits to the room, all of them locked. From what I could see, however, they weren't locked with chains like the gift shop or ordinary locks but seemed to be fastened with brand new high tech locks of some kind, about the only things in the room that didn't look old and worn. One set of doors was in between the gift shop and the mirror wall, one was in in the walls that ran behind the shop and was right next to it. Another set was in the picture wall, and right next to the old water fall was another set with a faded sign reading “elevators" above it.

Behind what had obviously been the receptionist's desk were huge panes of glass running from the floor to the ceiling, right adjacent to them was another pair of even larger doors. The windows most likely looked out to the outside, but all were thickly frosted with something so you couldn't see out and thick steel shudders were pulled down in front of them and in front of the doors, blocking any chance of escape in that direction.

I also noticed a huge amount of security cameras on the ceiling, way more than you'd ever find in a regular hospital. They covered every single inch of the room. Like the locks, they looked brand new, and I was pretty sure they were active.

My captors were still watching me.

I glanced around the room, looking to see if there was anything I could use as a weapon should they come for me again. Then, I looked down at my petite furry hands. I remembered the claws I had grown during the transformation. Looking at my hands, they seemed to have retracted into my fingers. If I could get them to pop out again, I reasoned, they might have given me a weapon to use against them themselves. I tried different motions of flexing my hand and finger muscles before I finally landed on the right move and my claws slid out from my fingertips.

To my disappointment, they were covered in rubber sheaths that seemed to be glued on. I guess they didn't want me using these against any of them.

Or maybe they were just worried that I'd scratch the furniture.

Well, I decided, no point in delaying the inevitable. I got up and crossed over to the mirror wall to have a look at myself. As I walked, I realized that I was automatically moving my hips back and forth in a sexy feline swing that felt second nature to me, my tail swishing back and forth across the floor behind me. All of my movements were sleek and feminine, conveying an inviting desirability. I realized I was feeling a slight tingle of excitement between my legs. Some part of my brain was reveling in the thought that I was sexy and sensuous.

Oh boy. This was going to take some getting used to.

I stood in front of the mirror, looking myself over in the dull glass.

Oh my . . . wow.

My hair was thick long and strait, but curled up at the bottom and went down to the small of my back. It was mostly black but faded to dark gray towards the bottom. It flowed down my head and over my shoulders luxuriously. Large triangular cat ears rose diagonally out of the top sides of my head, pushing through my hair. My face was completely feline, but actually managed to look cute and pretty in its cat like way. My eyes were large and slanted, my dark green cat's eyes staring out strikingly from the mass of gray and black fur on my face. Thick white whiskers decorated the tip of my snout and my feline nose was a deep black color.

My body was small and petite with long slender legs and tiny shoulders, but was curvy and voluptuous with an almost perfect hour glass figure, with

large supple breasts, and what could only be described as a perfect heart shaped butt. My waist was small, but my hips and ass were round. It was the kind of frame that drew eyes and beckoned to people who saw it. Almost a porn star's body in its way, seductive and rounded in just the right way, with the exception of the cat feet that now ended my legs, spread out in wide paws with and extra joint between them and my knees, making me appear ready to pounce at any moment.

My entire body was covered in short fur. Most of it was a medium gray color, but my face, arms and legs were decorated with tiger like stripes of black, with some of the stripes that were higher up on my limbs outlined in silver. My forehead displayed the distinct 'm' marking typical of Bengals, slightly obscured by my now thick hair. Down the front of my body, however, my fur was a lighter gray color and devoid of stripes or spots. But it was my back, shoulders and butt that drew the most notice, as they were covered in spectacular jaguar like rosettes, an appealing menagerie of blacks, dark grays and silver that gave the best looking Bengals their wild appearance. Looking them over, I looked like I would be the envy of any TICA or CFA events.

My tail, however, had to be seen to be believed. It was much longer and thicker than the relative size of an ordinary house cat's tail and more resembled the thick tails of Somali cats (where was Avery when you needed him?) or even snow leopards. It dropped down to the floor and then curled upwards, the tip slightly running down, its fur thicker and longer than anywhere else on my new body. It was dark gray on top with lighter fur beneath and was covered from front to back in black and silver bands. It swished back and forth almost sensually with its movements.

Looking over my body some more, I realized that, unlike a cartoon character, my fur didn't cover my sexier bits. Both of my puffy dark pink nipples were plainly visible and unobscured by any fur, and looking down I could plainly see the slit of my brand new vagina.

I glanced up at the cameras. Well, they couldn't exactly expect me not to check that out.

Sitting on the arm rests of the nearest couch, I opened my legs and took a long look at my new equipment. The shudder of fear and panic that I initially felt at not seeing my dick subsided a little as I looked over my pussy. I felt a sense of relief that it seemed to be a totally normal human snatch, with its pink lips and moist tissues, the small sheath that held my clit right where it belonged at the top. I turned around, and spread my butt cheeks as I looked over my shoulder, revealing my perfectly pleasant pussy lips and cute as a rose little button. I giggled, surprised at myself at the way I was thinking. I was reminded of the girls telling me I would have a 'female' brain, and my thinking was going to be more feminine than before.

My girly thoughts were interrupted as I heard a groaning sound coming from one of the other couches. My left ear automatically rotated in the direction of the noise. My nose twitched as I picked up the scent of someone else in the room with me.

Whoever it was, they were lying on a couch that faced the opposite direction of the one I'd woke up on, and as such was hidden by the back, which was why I hadn't see him, and I was pretty sure it was a him. Something about the scent I was catching set off the word 'male' in my brain.

More moans followed and I strolled over to see who it was.

The figure was under a plain white hospital blanket, no child's cartoons on this one, and at first I couldn't tell much about him. Then he turned over and the blanket fell away from his head and I got a bit of a surprise.

It was Riley Richardson, one of the guys who'd been at the club with me, a good friend and fellow Bengal cat aficionado. He pushed himself up, bleary eyed, and the blanket fell away. I felt my face go hot as I realized he was also naked. My pussy tingled and arousal started in me right away.

Riley, I had always known, was a really good looking man. He was black, with a kind of darker caramel complexion. He kept himself in pretty decent shape, having the muscle mass of an athlete without looking like a linebacker. He had only sparse hair on his chest and on his legs it was fairly light. He kept himself clean shaven and lately had taken to shaving his head as well but I could see a thick growth of stubble on his face and head. In his face he reminded me of a young Taye Diggs. He had a few tattoos on his upper arms and shoulders, mostly of various wild animals like wolves, leopards and scorpions.

Riley was English and had immigrated to the US and Lincoln Springs from his hometown of Bristol to pursue a career in digital photography, the same as me, and we had met as class mates. We had become fast friends with our mutual interest in animal and wildlife photography.

My heart started beating faster as I realized he had a bit of morning wood, his large cock fully engorged, which looked infinitely appetizing to my new increased and feminized sexual desire. I felt my pussy moisten a little bit as I ran my eyes over it. He kept his balls completely shaved and his pubic hair neatly trimmed, and I found myself imagining what it would be like to get my hands around that. I tried to shake the thoughts off, after all, they weren't my own, they were from whatever the hell the girls had done to me. I had never been interested in men before, but now that I'd been transformed . . . my eyes took it all in and fighting it felt useless.

He sat up on the couch, clearing his throat, and then finally noticed me standing near him.

And then he screamed.

He shrieked and jumped back to the other side of the couch, throwing his arms up in front of him, his eyes wide with startled fear. After a few seconds, as he was able to take stock of things a little bit, he lowered his hands, his breaths still coming out deep, making his chest rise and fall in a rather appealing way. I shoved the unwelcome thought aside.

Looking at me, recognition appeared in his eyes. That was right, I remembered, wherever the other guys had been kept, those crazy ass girls shown them the live footage of my transformation. They'd all seen it happen, so Riley knew what I looked like now, and knew it was me. At least that saved me trying to explain it to him.

“Oh my," Riley eyed me up and down, “Scott, it's you, isn't it? I saw that happen. Holy shit, I thought it was CGI or something.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

I nodded solemnly, “Yeah, it's me. In all my glory. Though I guess my name is Skyler now. According to our captors."

Of course, I really didn't have to use the name they'd given me, but once I said it out loud, I kind of liked it. It did sound pretty cool. And after looking at myself in the mirror, 'Scott' just didn't seem to fit anymore, and I recalled that I'd been told that this was permanent, which caused a sinking feeling in my chest.

“Yeah, okay. 'Skyler'. I kinda like that. It's cute." He nodded.

“Thank you." I smiled.

Damnit, getting that compliment from him was turning me on even more. My eyes wandered over his body, and I just couldn't fight the fact that I was attracted to him. Scott had never liked guys, but it was impossible to deny that Skyler did. I couldn't fight it, and I didn't have the will to do so.

I quickly changed the subject, “Were the others with you?

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

He shook his head, “No. I woke up alone in some hospital room. The TV on the wall started showing me what they did to you. After that it's a blur. I got real light headed and I think I must have passed out again or something. Maybe they pumped something into the room. I never saw any of the other guys.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

That left Jordan, Avery and Matt unaccounted for. So the question remained: Where were they? And were they still human like Riley or a furry fetishist's dream date like me?

I realized Riley was looking down at my body, starting to blush.

“Uh . . . Sco . . . Skyler." He stammered, “You're . . . ah . . . you're naked.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

I glance down at my unclothed form and then back to him, “Yeah? So are you.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

Looking down at himself, Riley gasped and realized he was nude for the first time. He blushed and quickly hid his erection with his hands (damnit), his face taking on a completely embarrassed look as he reached for the blanket to cover himself up. Disappointment that I shouldn't have been feeling rose up as my eyes longed for his naked body, my new pussy tingling pleasantly. I realized before I did that I was moving forward towards him, my hips swinging sexily.

“Bugger! Sorry," He apologized sheepishly, “I guess it's morning.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

“Oh, I'm okay with it." I assured him, the words coming out more like a pick up line then I had intended.

Holding the blanket around him like a toga, Riley looked around, “Is there a way out of here?

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

“Not that I can see." I shrugged, getting closer to him, “All the doors have some kind of electronic lock on them, and the windows are shuttered from the outside.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

“Bugger. Why are we in a hospital?" He wondered.

“I'm pretty sure it's abandoned." I told him, trying not to look down at the tent pole in the front of his sheet, “My guess is there was some kind of advantage to setting up experiments in this place.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

As for not looking at the bulge, I was failing at that task big time. It was a major strength of will not to lick my lips. I was starting to worry that he might notice how moist I was getting down there, and then part of me started getting excited at the idea he might notice.

“Sorry for freaking out like that, luv." He said.

“Yeah, I get it." I nodded, “Hideous cat monster, first thing you see when you wake up . . .

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

He shook his head, “Nah, you're not hideous.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

I raised an eyebrow, “I'm not?

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

“Naw, you were hideous before." He playfully punched me on the shoulder, “This is a vast improvement.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

“Fuck you." I chuckled.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"|

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

“Oh" I purred, “Sexy?

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

He started to back away a little bit as I moved closer to him. I couldn't help myself, I had no control. I was completely turned on, my heart hammered in my chest and my breaths were deepening. I could feel tingling in between my legs. God, my nipples were probably hard. I should be fine, though, I told myself. Riley knew who I was, he wouldn't let this happen, and he knew I used to be a guy.

Crap! I remembered those girls had mentioned that I was emitting something that would make people around me respond sexually to me. Maybe there was nothing either of us could do to stop this.

And did I really want to stop it?

“Uh . . ." Riley stammered, trying to back up, “Yeah, I mean, you . . . kinda look like those sexy cat girls on the internet.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

“You looked pretty good yourself." I replied, licking my lips, “I can see now why all the girls liked you. You're very good looking. And you've got a really hot body.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

Under the sheet I could see that his dick was harder than before. His chest rose and fell as his breathing deepened. I was turning him on and I knew it. His eyes dropped down and he stopped pretending he wasn't checking out my body. His eyes roamed all over my naked fur and I loved every second of it. He continued backing up as I kept moving towards him. My arousal was completely overriding my brain. And I felt more and more like a girl with each step I took.

Looking me over, Riley breathed, “God, you're beautiful.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

“Thank you." I breathed, “You're so handsome.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

I felt a rumbling sensation deep in my chest and neck, and suddenly realized that I was purring. Actually purring, like a real cat. My tail swished seductively behind me. I was breathing hard and so was he. We both knew it, we both felt it. We were both losing the battle with our desire for one another. He kept backing up, and I kept following him. His intoxicating musky scent made my cat nose flare as I took it in.

I looked into his eyes, and I could see the same hunger mixed with fear and uncertainty. Excitement swirled around in me, along with an eagerness to submit to these desires, however foreign to me they were. It was like I was in heat, somehow, and I was being driven to mate like an animal in the wild.

Looking into my eyes, as if entranced, Riley whispered, “What's happening to us?

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

“I don't think we can fight it." I said softly back.

I reached forward and took his sheet. He didn't fight me as I took it away and dropped it on the floor, stripping him as naked as I was. I licked my lips looking all over his exposed body as he backed up more and more. His cock was hard and rigid, jutting out as it was pointing to me, inviting me to sample its pleasures. All my reservations were gone, my inhibitions dropped. I was all heat. All need.

Riley's backwards walk was stopped when his back met the wall. Both our breaths were coming out in deep heaves. His cock seemed to twitch a little as I came up to him. I wanted him. So badly I could taste it in the air. I reached out and put both my hands on his wide smooth chest, running my hands upwards in an erotic caress, a slight whine escaping my lips. His hands came up and touched my hips, rubbing along them slowly.

“Mreow." I mewed quietly.

I stepped in closer, my breasts lightly brushing his chest, the tip of his cock lightly sweeping against my stomach fur. My tail swayed back and forth in back of me as I purred with anticipation. Instinctively, I rubbed my head against his cheek, purring with feline adoration.

And then, we were kissing.

And then, we gave up trying to fight it.

Our lips mashed against each other his mouth on my furry maw. I slid my hands up and around his neck and pulled myself up against his naked body. I could feel the warmth of his skin through my fur, and my purring increased. His hands ran along my hips and then squeezed my ass a little causing me to squirm against him in joy. All my reservations were going out the window, I wanted this. God I wanted this. My tail lifted up in the air with excitement.

I felt his tongue slip into my mouth. It didn't feel gross, or repulsive, it just felt good and exciting. I returned the favor, not sure how he would react to my flatter, rougher tongue but he pulled me closer to him as we made out.

My mind as dancing with disjointed thoughts. On the one hand, this new sexuality of mine was not actually mine. It had been forced on me Monica and Ashlyn and whoever else was involved in P.R.M.A.L. against my will. On the other hand, that was pretty much true of all sexuality, you were born the way you were born and you really didn't get a say in it. While I did believe experience played a part in sexual development, it was pretty well proven that trying to force yourself to be one way or the other always ended in failure.

But this wasn't natural, it had been the result of forced genetic tampering. That said, I was so completely into it that I really didn't care. I should have missed my manhood, but somehow being a woman was suddenly just so exhilarating and fun that I was throwing all the objections out the window.

We sank down to the floor, still kissing. We made out, rolling on the carpet. Him on top kissing my lips and my neck one minute, than me on top doing the same. Our hands explored flesh and fur as the intense make out session continued. His hands squeezed my breasts causing me to shuddered with joy, my nipples hard and puffy. His hands skillfully kneaded my sensitive boobs, creating a pleasant, stimulating effect. Every bit of contact they received felt like magic. I wondered if all women felt like this or if the girls had done something to me to make me so responsive. There was no denying where this was going, and I wanted him so badly.

Rolling me over on my back, Riley began kissing down my neck, not seeming to mind the fur. He moved his head down, his hands working my breasts and teasing the nipples. I ran my hands through my hair, purring with enjoyment, my tail gently weaving to and fro beneath me. When his tongue flicked against my nipple, my body shivered and I tilted my head back, letting out a soft mew.

“Oh, Riley," I cooed, “You naughty boy.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

“You're fur is so soft and silky." He murmured as he kissed down my body.

Further and further he went, his hand reaching above him to continue rubbing my breasts until he went down past my belly button. Almost on pure instinct, my legs started to open, giving him access to my now dripping pussy. I squirmed and moaned, more turned on then I ever had been in my life.

With my legs completely open, my new pussy exposed to him like I was a cam girl, he ran his hand down to my hip and over my leg, rubbing slowly over my fur. Instinctively, I raised my hips slightly as he ran his hand around the inside of my thigh. A finger went to my lips as small moans and mews escaped my mouth. My other hand was gently caressing my left breast, pinching my nipple a little.

I let out a high gasp as Riley's finger touched the entrance to my vagina and then traced upwards to my clit. He put his head between my legs and began to kiss between my thighs. My body began to wiggle as he teased me, moving itself in slow waves on the carpet. My tail curled and uncurled as he titillated me.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, his tongue flicked against my pussy and caused me to tremble. Lightening pulses of electric pleasure shot though me as he began to lick slowly and tenderly around the lips. Again, I wondered if all women were this responsive and sensitive or was I made different by the transformation? I rolled my hips purring loudly as his tongue teased my clit and ran patterns over my slit.

“Ooo," I breathed, rubbing both my tits with my hands, “You're so good at that. Merrrow."

My hands rolled over my furry body running over my hips and legs before returning to my tits. God, he was so good at this. I squirmed and wriggled on the rug as his lips and tongue worked on my pussy. I was fast coming to love my new organ, and the exquisite pleasure it was capable of giving me. My rough, flat tongue snaked out and licked my lips, tickling my whiskers in a delightful way.

“Myew. Myew. Myereeor." Cat sounds escaped from my mouth.

A thought flashed into my head. I recalled how irritated I got with girls who wanted to get eaten out but wouldn't give a blowjob. Honestly, people who took head and didn't give it were the worst. But what about me? Now that Riley was eating me, was I now expected to suck his dick?

To my surprise, the thought appealed to me. Taking his hard manly cock in my hands and mouth seemed like so much fun. Man, those two had really done a number on me. Before this the idea of sucking a man's dick would have produced no reaction in me other than disinterest. Now, I was excited by Riley's penis, and the possibility, maybe inevitability, that I'd get to play with it. Did that make me gay? Not really, I was a woman now, pussy and all. And no Y chromosomes from what those two furry fetish psychos had said. What could be more natural than a girl having some fun with a cock?

My thoughts were interrupted when I suddenly gasped in surprise and arched my back. Riley had inserted a finger into my pussy and was moving it back and forth, finger fucking me. A second one quickly followed, and then a third. In and out his fingers moved, slowly finger banging me as his tongue worked its indelible magic on my swollen clit. Fortunately, he stopped at three. I wasn't sure I was ready to try fist fucking just yet.

“Mmmmm. Ooohhhhhh. Myrow. Ahhhhh." I groaned, purring intensely.

I gripped my large breasts and pushed them together as my body twisted and shook with his attentions. My hips rocked up and down as his fingers penetrated me, and my pussy tingled with erotic pleasure. My eyes were completely closed, lost in the delight of the penetration.

He kept working me, my hips rolling and gyrating at him, until he finally stopped, crawled over my body and kissed me deeply on the lips. His cock dangled stiffly above my slit, which seemed to ach to receive it.

But not just yet.

I rolled him over on his back so I was on top, never breaking the kiss. Following his example, I began to kiss down his body, even flicking my tongue on his nipples, which elicited a surprised but happy yelp and caused me to shiver a little in arousal. I ran my mouth down his chest and over his stomach, tonguing his belly button a little before I too settled between his legs. His rock hard dick was right in front of me and right in my grasp.

Moment of truth: Did I really want to take a man's penis in my hands and mouth?

Fuck yes I did!

I was a woman now. All hesitation vanished, and I reached out and ran my fingers over the shaft of his dick. Instantly I felt my pussy juice at the contact. I gripped his cock and moved my hand up and down, jacking him off slowly, enjoying the feeling of the soft skin and rigid muscles under my furry fingers. Riley looked at me, somewhat startled but obviously turned on and not objecting. I suspected the soft pads on my hands probably felt extra good.

Moving my hand, I threw all objections aside and leaned down, licking the top of his prick with my tongue. He shuddered, letting his head fall back.

“Oh! Ah!" He exclaimed.

“My tongues not to rough for you, is it?" I asked, concerned.

“It feels a little weird, but it feels good." He replied, grinning.

I ran my tongue all over his magnificent shaft. I never knew a dick could be so much fun to play with. I ran my lips along the sides and over the tip, and even sank down to suck and tongue his balls a little bit. My hand slipped between my legs and rubbed my pussy as I arched my butt in the air, my tail jerking and twitching as it stuck strait up in the air.

And then, I took his dick in my mouth. I wasn't sure if I'd even be able to do it with my radically altered maw, but placing my lips around the tip, I took it in and started to suck him. Bobbing my head up and down, I worked his cock rolling my tongue along the shaft and jerking the base with my hand, while the other hand shoved fingers into my opening, frigging myself slowly as I purred loudly. Every so often I'd have to let go of his thing and brush my long hair away from my face, but then it went right back to his prick. It was surprising how much I liked sucking cock. It was no longer something I was doing as payback for him eating me out, now it was something wanted, no, needed to do.

“Oh! Oh! Aw, holy shit." Riley moaned, his eyes closed, “You are the fuck'n bomb, Skyler. Mmmmm, you're so good at that.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

I shivered with glee at the compliment.

I was still aware of the cameras on the ceiling. I wondered if just Ashlyn and Monica were watching me or if the other guys were seeing this wherever they were, like they had all seen my transfurmation (I had to admit, I was starting to like that word)? Or maybe it was being streamed on the net? Either possibility filled me with excitement. Maybe they had turned me into something of an exhibitionist? Well, if they had, Girls Gone Wild here I came. Or maybe Girls Gone Furry (chuckle)?

I wanted to suck him more, but I didn't want to make him cum too fast. Not when I knew exactly what I wanted from him next. It was time to take this little experiment in my new sexuality up a notch.

I crawled over him slowly and sensuously, brushing my breasts against his skin. I kissed him deep on the mouth, tongue exploring, before I sat up. I put my right foot and the floor with my left leg still on it's knee and straitened out above him. With one hand I reached down to his stiff penis, gripping it at the base, and aimed it my pussy, which was now right above it. My other hand went to my slit and spread my pussy lips wide.

Riley licked his lips but looked a little concerned, “Are you sure you want to do this?

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

Really? Now he was having second thoughts? It didn't matter, I knew the answer as surely as I knew anything else.

“Yes!" I said, and sank down, slipping his big dick into me.

My whole body quaked and quivered as soon as I felt the tip of his cock spreading my lips apart. I sank lower, feeling his girth fill my opening and slip into me. I moaned and yowled, rolling my head back and forth as I took him all the way in. There was no pain, only pleasure in being penetrated for the first time.

Putting my leg to the floor, I began to move my hips up and down, moving his wonderful cock in and out of my opening. My fingers interlocked with his and he thrust his hips up into me, causing me to cry out in pleasure. I moved my hips in an undulating snake like motion, my tail sticking strait up in the air, the tip bent slightly. My legs were surprisingly strong, and I felt like I could keep this up a long time.

He let go of my hands and gripped my hip, pushing his pelvis upward to meet my thrusts. His cock felt wonderful inside of me. I had heard the phrase in the past 'make a woman of me', but I had never given it much thought. Now I understood it, for myself at any rate. With my new sexual awakening, I felt more feminine, more like a woman than I had since first waking up like this. His hands reached up my body and began to massage my breasts. It felt so great to have them touched, my body now a sensitive jumble of nerves, all them seeming to be on fire and stimulated.

“Ohhhhh! Hurrrrgghhhh! Nyow! Oh, god! Fuck me!" I cried.

“Oh, damn, you feel so good, Baby." Riley groaned, kneading my large tits.

I leaned down and kissed him deep on his mouth, my hips still grinding on him. My legs felt surprisingly strong and I didn't feel like I was getting tired at all despite my frantic motions. He rolled me over so I was on my back and he was on top, without ever breaking the kiss. I wrapped my legs around him, my feet automatically pointing down in a more girlish manner, and thrust my hips at him, feeling the pleasure flow from my vagina. I was doing it. For the first time in my life, I was having sex as a woman, albeit a freaky kitty woman, and I loved it.

Even this position, on the bottom, didn't feel submissive or anything to me. It was just another position to enjoy the sex in. Our bodies brushed up against one another, my fur covered breasts running over his smooth skin. I hooked my arms around his back and pulled him close, our tongues wriggling around in each other's mouths.

“Mmmm, your soft fur is something else." He mumbled.

“Fuck me. Meow. Put it deep in me." I mewed.

We made love, our bodies pressed up against each other as we rocked back and forth. His hips thrust and his cock moved in and out of me, each thrust filling me with more and more pleasure. My breasts jiggled on my chest as my body rocked and rolled, our groans filling the room with the sounds of our congress. My hands held his back and I moved them up and ran my fingers along the back of his neck. His dick moved in and out of me, filling me up, rubbing against my clit and penetrating deep inside.

I wondered if Monica and Ashlyn were watching us right now over the cameras, or was it all of P.R.I.M.A.L. Goose bumps appeared on my skin at the thought.

I wanted to try a different position. Pushing him back and out of me, I rolled over onto my hands and knees and spread my legs wide crouched down on all fours. I moved my hips sensually back and forth, enticing him, my tail standing up strait in the air. I reached back with one hand and pulled my check aside, pulling the lips of my pussy open and exposing myself like a porn star to him. I was down on all fours, ready to be taken like a animal.

Looking back over my shoulder at him with sexy wink I said, “Come take me stud.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

Wasting no time, he got behind me and rubbed the tip of his dick against my now glistening snatch, teasing me with the head and moving around in slight circles around my opening.

“You want this, honey?" He asked mischievously.

I closed my eyes and raised my head, “Oh yes. Stick it in me.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

My tail reached back and wrapped around his waist, pulling him gently to me. He entered me again and my body shuddered. I arched my back as he started to fuck me, thrusting into me from behind. I rocked my body back and forth, feeling his shaft slide deep into me and his balls slapping against my opening. His hands reached around me and gripped my tits, squeezing them gently as my hips undulated frantically with each thrust of his magnificent cock. Getting it from behind like this felt natural, like my bestial new form responded just a little bit more to this.

“Ah! Merooor! Oh!" I gasped, thrashing my body, my hair flying around my head.

I moaned and groaned, gasping and wriggling my form in pleasure as my tits shook like pendulums under me. I bit my lip, gripping the soft carpet as his cock drilled me, moving in and out rapidly, picking up speed as he fucked me hard. Our grunts and cries filled every corner of the room as we screwed wildly, our breath coming out in deep heaves.

Suddenly, I felt his dick begin to retract from me.

I looked back at him, “Wait. Why are you pulling out?

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

He was looking down as he slipped out of me entirely.

“Oh shit." His voice trembled, “I'm . . . uh . . . I'm not pulling out.

“Seriously, though." He said, blushing a little, “You look pretty good in a furry sort of way. You're . . . actually, kinda pretty, and sorta . . . slinky. It's actually . . . kinda sexy.|"

I turned around, eyeing him quizzically. Then I looked down at his crotch and my voice caught in my throat.

His penis was quite clearly shrinking.