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A Lesson in the Old Way

One person's lament is very often another's source of great joy. And for me in particular that is very true. There was a time when I would struggle to amount to anything, but in this brave new world of science.... Oh, the possibilities are endless. One must still be careful of the elder generation, the ones that still recall the old ways... But for the rest? The Cultural Revolution had scoured the knowledge from the history books. Yaoguai are mere superstitions, mere figments of the imagination! In today's communist society, there are no gods, no magic. Just science.

Ha. Makes me laugh it does, when you can walk openly on the streets of a vast city in the Central Kingdom and no one bats an eye. The old temples are mostly gone, or badly maintained. No one maintains the wards these days. It's a very strange sensation, but I've walked into Tian Hou's temple. Her priestesses didn't recognise me for what I was, nor was I stopped from entering. Yes, modernisation has helped our kind greatly. I made sure to bow before the Goddess of the South East China sea and gave generously to the beggars. I fancied I could hear her cries of rage, though the seas were calm.

It was only yesterday that I was walking through the famous Wanchai district at night. Located on the island of Hong Kong, a mere stone's throw from the old British Admiralty (called Admiralty rather unimaginatively), Wanchai was my sort of place. At night anyway. During the day all you'd see were the odd canteen and small machine shops. At night... Ah at night, it was a busy place, lights, signs... Everyone knew Wanchai was the place to pick up a wh-... No.. what did they call it now? Ah! An 'escort' that would offer 'compensated dating.' Hah. I crossed the street, moving into one of Wanchai's more infamous alleys, already I could see a few vixens standing there, the front girls. Usually they would approach a man and steer them into one of the clubs, or women too, if they thought you ran that way. Not that they approached me though, smart ones. That said though, each of the clubs were located near or below buildings featuring late night restaurants. A place full of opportunity in other words.

I ducked inside the shelter of an apartment's porch and pushed the security gate open, the lock popping with a soft snap. Once in, I made my way up the stairs to the first floor and did the same with the abandoned flat there. A single one bedroom place that I'd made use of on more than one occasion. Time to get ready.

With that in mind, I stepped inside the bathroom, the fractured mirror there proving ample for what I needed to do. As I looked into the mirror, a comely vixen stared back at me. I brushed my black headfur out the way and looked more closely at myself. I was short, about 5'6, taller than most, but shorter than my ideal targets, I smiled softly and got to work. The hair would do, it'd need to be a little longer though, and with a thought I began to lengthen it until it fanned around my neck and down till it touched my shoulder blades. At the same time I changed the colour, mixing browns and reds into the black strands. There. Just right. Now to make sure I was catch-able. The thought of taking someone tonight made me grin as I snapped my fingers, causing my clothes to disappear. Mine was a lithe body, thin and lean. Perhaps a little too much so... I mused on it a bit before I widened my hips, adapting a slightly more obvious hourglass shape to my form, squeezing a little more weight here and there to turn the hard muscle into softer shapes while rounding out my rear. Looking down at my chest, I grinned, looking at the pink nipples that protruded from my breasts. That wouldn't do. It was easier to catch them when you had a bigger pair, especially if they could see a bit of cleavage. I cupped my paws to those orbs watching as they reached a DD cup in size, giving them a soft squeeze that made me gasp. That'd do, the pair on me rounded and gravity defying, before I focused on the nipples making them swell a little. Perfect. One more snap of the fingers and my qipao appeared, the soft silk dress made of white. The white provided a good contrast to my orange fur, and of course had the added benefit of being /my/ colour. Another example of the old ways being replaced. White is the colour of death and now people married in them. It was a perfect fit, as always, revealing my form to any who looked upon me. Satisfied, I left the apartment building.

It didn't take me long. Once on the streets I made my way to one of the restaurants on the main streets in the Wanchai district and slipped past the waiter taking seats. He was easy, a smile, a coo of a promise of something more, and I was past him. Still, for my kind that couldn't be considered a challenge. Finally, across the room I saw what I wanted, a nice couple. Two young felines, their eyes lost in each other. Such that they jumped when I bent down, letting my breasts squeeze gently against the man's shoulders, and locking him in a deep kiss. By now I'd attracted a bit of attention. After all, women didn't just walk in and make out with people over dinner, but when I let him go, I knew I had him, his eyes followed mine.

"Come, let me show you the Way." I said, in a voice that had more than a few people in the restaurant go red in embarrassment.

He could only nod, standing up at once to clasp my soft hand. I looked up at him and grinned, standing on my toes to drag him into another kiss, ignoring the look of stunned shock on his fiancé. This close to me, he could feel my nipples through the thin fabric of my dress pressing against his chest, lean and muscled. I shivered before giving a small, demure smile, my eyes locked on his fabulous blue. One hand ran up his forearm, brushing the white fur, the other keeping hold of his hand as I began to walk him out.

"I want you," I whispered, grinning wider as his fiancé burst into tears, ignored by the restaurant patrons and the cat who trailed after me like a lost puppy. I took him to the convention centre, the huge ten storey building that stood imposingly on the waterfront. The perfect spot.Quiet, secluded, and the locks no match for my strength.

Once inside the voluminous convention centre, that many storied building, we were pressed against each other hungrily, the door slamming shut without assistance as I continued to hold him in a deep kiss, tearing hungrily at his clothes. Our clothes fairly ran off us such was our haste. I moaned before giving him a push, holding him down on the floor, not that he seemed to notice how easily I pushed the stronger male around. As he lay on the floor and looked up at me, I let my hands roam low, tracing his abs, my tongue running across my lips as I followed the thicker, darker fur down to his sheathe. My eyes widened. He was quite gifted, and as I tugged down his briefs, I grinned. At least eight inches of him was throbbing in my hands, a thin film of pre escaping. He suddenly reached up, surprising me as his paws grabbed at my breasts, squeezing, thumbs rubbing over my nipples. My control slipped a little as I flushed with pleasure, a soft gasp escaping me, I could feel my tails swishing behind me, before I settled, my one and only tail swishing. Eager to regain the initiative I pressed my maw over his throbbing crown and lapped once, earning a yowl from him, before I swallowed his girth, sinking the long hard member deep into my throat. He gripped my head and held me there as I bobbed on his shaft, my tongue running along the veiny underside, teasing the barbs along the flesh. His breathing drew quicker and quicker, but I wasn't ready yet and I released his shaft slowly, easily pushing against the hand that tried to keep me there.

Shifting so that I straddled him once again, I guided his length into me, gasping again as he pushed deep into me, his thick member sliding against my inner walls as he thrust once. I gasped with him as I began to work a rhythm with him, pumping harder and faster. The pleasure was rising in me like a wave that threatened to overcome me, the glow of the scrolls on the walls began to light up and I let myself go... It was time.

As he was thrusting into me, I felt myself stretching, bubbling outwards. I could feel my body sliding out against the rough surface of the floor, even as I continued to move with the ever smaller cat beneath me. I was now taller than him by a whole head, his own head squeezing against my breasts, coaxing greater moans of pleasure from me. I truly had him, he hadn't even the presence of mind to mention my change in shape, the many tails that fanned out behind me, or the fact that I was beginning to loom over him. Oh the power that filled me. It's always a rush.

I felt it first in my arms as they began to flare, the muscles building up on themselves, though in truth this was happening throughout my body. My petite form was rapidly becoming something far greater as I flexed slowly, enjoying the sight of a bicep so full and large that it resembled a furry watermelon with veins. My stomach felt tight, merely the result of the changes wrapping themselves on the soft flesh as it hardened, forming abs that pushed and bulged their way outwards to ever thicker sizes. I stopped counting after ten of those enormous masses had pushed outwards. I cooed, feeling my breath come quicker, a shaky moan huffing out of me. Already my shoulders had pushed apart, changing my hourglass shape into more of a V-shape. As my lats began to swell, I formed a shadow over the man that I was still grinding against. I chuckled slowly, a low sound, filled with the raw power I was developing. As he continued to thrust, I shut my eyes, relishing the feeling of my quads and thighs squeezing together, rubbing against each other so full and heavy were they. My pecs ballooned outwards, spreading out like enormous pillows, matched only by the ponderous weight of my equally massive chest.

"That's it," I cooed to my lover, the tiny feline a dwindling figure beneath my ever expanding mass. I felt my thick muscular back pressing against the escalators three stories above me, and realised I'd hit my full size. I flexed again, squeezing the tiny figure between me as he struggled to keep thrusting. But, it wasn't enough. Not anymore. I reached down, grabbing him in a single paw and thrust him feet first into my puffy folds, moaning. He was too lost in his spell to complain, and I knew that soon he'd not be able to. Even kneeling, I barely fit within the convention centre's tight confines and as I gripped the walkway above me for support, I felt the concrete crumble like sand in my hand. I was close though, oh so close, and I thrust harder, my needs trumping those of the cat in my other hand. The light of the scrolls was blindingly bright, and I knew this was it... My fan of tails writhed as I thrust him deep into me, feeling the cat's entire body disappear into me... feeding me. I braced myself, before a greater wave of pleasure swept through my body. I clenched hard, feeling my own juices trickle down my enormous thighs as I screamed in pleasure. Again, I felt myself surge a little taller, my body growing thicker and heavier as I shot upwards a few feet. My head brushed against the fourth storey as I knelt, and the ground beneath me began to crack under my weight. My hands clenched involuntarily, digging up huge craters in the floor before I managed to relax. As I looked down at my impressive form, a true titan of strength and power, I began to chuckle. They call us Huli Jing, the Japanese barbarians have some other name for our weaker sisters, but we have always been powerful, and in this age of science, in this age of the Way's ignorance, no one can stop us taking what we want.

I shifted, seating myself as I leant against the interior walls, the entire structure groaning in complaint. My titanic 80ft body heaved as I squeezed my breasts playfully, watching as I ran a hand over those sensitive orbs, coaxing gasps from myself, before playing with the muscles of my stomach, squeezing and flexing for all my delight. Until, suddenly, I heard a sharp crack. I turned to look sharply at the sound, narrowing as I saw the night janitor standing there, the broom he'd been holding had slipped from unresisting paws to hit the floor. I began to grin again, my many tails waving as I spied the tiny ring on his finger.

"Hello there, come this Way. I've been waiting for you..." my voice cooed, the magic still working as he began to approach my form, no sign of fear or shock, nothing but love for me in his eyes.