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She would soon be mine. I could feel the constant purring reverberating through my body, punctuated every few seconds by the tingling shock of her sandpaper tongue running against my clit. I say my clit, but of course I only mean this body's. My next body- or so I hoped- was busy eating me out, drool from her gaping, softly gasping mouth commingling with the juices from my tight, wanting pussy, the cheetah's eyes closed as her cheeks flushed red, drunk with lust as she lapped at my cunny with an eager tongue. I laid back, languishing in the sensation of absolute power, slender thighs spread as I intermittently stroked between her ears and fingered myself with one hand whenever she paused for breath, my other hand absentmindedly fondling my meager b-cup, stimulating my nipples and cupping the breasts, reminding myself why I needed her.

After a few more minutes, my cunt soaking the sheets at the end of the bed thoroughly, a pool starting to drip onto the floor in stringy strands which the cheetah occasionally bent down to lick and suck at, I moved downwards, pressing my tight, soaking lips against the feline's muzzle. She looked up at me, and I could see myself reflected in her eyes, the sight of my current body- a slender, young wolf female, breasts barely enough to show cleavage, but with an athletic, toned build- making me shudder inwardly in disgust. I smiled down at her, knowing she was under my spell, her eyes clouded with the lustful ignorance of a drugged bar-slut. She grinned eagerly, pressing her muzzle to my lips and sliding her entire tongue inside me with glee, making me hiss in pleasure, reveling in the sheer femininity of that experience. I let her lick for a few seconds more before cupping the back of her head with my hand, rubbing behind her ears gently to calm her before exerting force, pressing her deeper, her whole muzzle forcing my lips wide, the tight, pink flesh parting and stretching to accommodate her as I took her in. She never even noticed- if anything, her lapping and sucking got even more intense, and I could feel her hot breath on the dark, wet insides of my passage, making my belly clench in agonizing pleasure, wincing as my pussy was spread wide.

To my surprise, she needed little encouragement, forcing the rest of her head inside me without my guidance, making me moan out loud, squirming my hips as I suddenly felt my tight vagina forced even wider, accepting her entire head, the shape of her forehead and ears outlined through the tight skin of my crotch. I shivered in delight, spreading my legs further, almost doing the splits (this body had belonged to a cheerleader, after all) as her head was swallowed all the way, my lips tightly wrapped around the back of her neck, right before her shoulders, my crotch bulging around the shape of it as I felt her muzzle probing deeper, her lapping tongue delving into my cervix, making me whimper in pleasure.

My hips dislocated- as they're designed to- allowing her squirming shoulders to now force into me. I helped her here, flexing the muscles of my pussy, squeezing her deeper into my passage as she pushed onwards, my legs splayed further than a normal fur could manage as she worked those shoulders into my body. If not for the constant, nerve-jittering pleasure of her rough tongue and hot breath on the very depths of my womanhood, the sensation of stretching may have been painful.

Then came something unexpected even to me: she turned around. Her shoulders spreading me wide, and her head and neck deeply within my body, edging towards my womb, she turned around, making me writhe in agony, clutching at the bed sheets as I squirmed, squeezing my legs together in an effort to make her stop, teeth gritting and eyes shut tight. She turned all the way around, so that her face was outlined in my skin- rather than the back of her head- and her hot breath and deeply luxurious tongue where now licking the as-yet-unexplored roof of my vaginal passage. I moaned, panting, having broken into a deep sweat as she had turned, and now shivered and shook in absolute bliss.

Next would come the reason for this little unbirthing session: her tits. I looked down, past the distended outline of her beautiful, feline face in my belly, bast the wide flat stretch of her shoulders and clavicle, and saw her breasts. Her perfect, globular, perky, plump DD-cups that had caught my eyes in the first place across that crowded bar room, now lay, yellow-furred and black-spotted, at the entrance to this female body I currently possessed, waiting to be engulfed within my womb as the swells of them framed my already pulsing clitoris. I contorted my body, pressing my own meager bust against the shifting outline of the cheetah's face for a moment as I reached down to grope her breasts, squeezing them slightly and tweaking the nipples. I imagined what it would feel like to own such voluminous breasts, to feel them pressing against a bra or to see men's eyes following their every move...I would know exactly how it felt soon. Squeezing one more time for good measure, I felt the cheetah girl squirm, giggling softly through my skin. Taking a deep breath and stretching back out, I saw her reach up to heft her own tits, pressing them to my pussy and shoving them both in at the same time. I'd yet to stretch so far tonight as I did then! Her breasts were huge, and they stretched my pussy wide and distended the skin of my belly around them. My tight, lithe wolf body now looked like it had a second pair of breasts in the stomach, the thought of that alone making me blush and moan out. With the breasts sliding into me at last, the girl's head finally reached my womb, and she began to squirm deeper into my body, her arms moving to part my lips further and allow them passage as well.

I shivered, and shuddered, and shook with the sheer overload of pleasure I was feeling. i'd been women before, I'd unbirthed women and men alike, but something about being a woman and taking an extremely well endowed, much more beautiful woman inside you feels simply agonizing! I could still see her tits stretching out the skin of my lower abdomen, the tight ab muscles replaced by two round orbs that moved with every breath of the cheetah girl now partway inside me. I flexed my cunny more, pulling more of her into my body as I watched the tits move into my womb, making my belly swell up even more. The cheetah, drunk with ecstasy and lust and a good amount of tequila from the bar earlier, giggled crazily and wrapped her arms around her own buxom chest, hugging her tits to her and making me moan out as my tightly stretched stomach gurgled around her. Her slender, tightly-chorded belly and wide, sultry hips came next, and after only a few more agonizing seconds her toned thighs and legs, and finally her tail, were sealed inside me, and only when the fuzzy tail-tip slipped in, tickling my clit, did I cum, orgasming harder than I had in a long time, a massive shockwave of electrical, female pleasure convulsing through my tight, lithe, belly-swollen body, tits- no matter how small- bouncing with the quaking orgasm as my pussy, now sealed tightly around my captive, drooled heavily, soaking the entire hotel bed in a sea of warm, lust-fueled juice.

I fell asleep to the cheetah's purring in my now-overstuffed womb, pussy drooling throughout the night, and the blissful afterglow of an intense sensation that only I, Lucidum 0888 can experience, clouding my dreams.