Roleplay Disaster ~A Commission for Night_Spore426
#4 of Commissions
A commission for Night_Spore 426 of SoFurry.
"Marie!" Josh yelled excitedly into the house, "I've got something exciting to show you!" Josh, being the moderately clumsy man he is, stumbled through the door, a heavy box teetering precariously from one arm as he attempted to ram his house key into the front pocket of his black khakis.
Marie Falin, previously Marie Yung, waited until he made his way to the kitchen where she was chopping celery for the dinner, before responding. "Yes dear, what is it this time?"
"I paid a visit to Henry. You know? My old friend; the guy with the little shop on Main Street?"
"Yes, I remember him. How has he been doing?" She asked casually.
"Well, that's not really important." Josh replied impatiently. "I found something amazing!"
"And I suppose I'm supposed to ask 'what' then, right?" Marie asked sourly as she dumped the now diced celery into the pot. Josh ignored the cross tone of her voice and grabbed her slender hand in his, pulling her gently towards the sitting room. Marie sighed and stopped him long enough to remove her apron and turn off the stove before resigning herself to his whim.
Marie sat on the soft leather armchair nestled comfortably in the corner, feigning disinterest as Josh proceeded to unbox the strange machine. When she had attempted to ask what it was, Josh had only laughed and threw a sly wink in her direction. This had only served to further peak her curiosity.
After several minutes, she watched him attach the last piece and plug the mystery machine into the wall. "Is that all? A projector; really Josh, you have to b-." He cut her off with a wave of his hand.
"It's not just a projector hun, watch this." Josh turned and began to rummage through the box again, coming up a shortly after, holding a translucent sheet of plastic with an aluminum border. The picture on the projector card was too small to see from where she was sitting, but immediately she got a bad feeling as chills ran up the length of her spine.
Josh pushed the small card into a slot near the lens and turned the projector to point at Marie before quickly pressing the power button. A bright flash made Marie shield her eyes.
"God damn it, Josh!" She stopped suddenly, realizing her voice was not her own. She looked at her body and gasped. Her usual outfit, I formfitting business outfit and skirt had been replaced some sort of white animal skin that barely covered the noticeably increased swell of her breasts. "What did you do?!" She asked forcefully. Between bouts of laughter, Josh managed to say a few words.
"You look good as a redhead!" After forcing out this sentenced he began laughing even harder, even going so far as to drop to the floor and roll around. Marie stood up quickly and stalked over to the offending machine, yanking the small plastic card from the slot and inspecting it closely.
"You turned me into Wilma! OF ALL THE CARTOONS IN THE WORLD, YOU HAD TO PICK THE FLINTSTONES!!"Having regained his composure after yet another laughing fit, Josh got to his feet, brushing away tears of laughter. With another poorly disguised snort of laughter, he grabbed the now empty machine and turned, once again, towards his wife. "Don't even th-." Another flash. "-ink about it." Mid-sentence, her voice had gone back to normal. Quickly she inspected her chest again, sighing with relief as she observed her, once again, board-like bust.
"There!" Josh said with a flourish. "Back to normal; happy now?"
Marie's sarcastic remark wasn't far behind. "Yes I am, thank you very much. Now if you'll please get that machine out of the house." Josh's face fell.
"Aww.. Come on, just a couple more? Please?" He employed his best puppy dog eyes, pleading with her. Marie sighed heavily.
"Fine, but only two more, and choose something better this time." She declared it with such conviction that Josh didn't even consider pushing his luck any farther. With a smile he pulled another small plastic card from the box and put it in the slot.
Josh pressed the button again, pointing the machine at Marie.
Flash.
The first thing Marie noticed was the muted squeak of leather as she moved. A full inspection revealed her to be clothed in skintight, black leather. Marie reached up and removed her mask. It was bandit style mask that covered only around her eyes, but with the addition of cat ears adorning the top.
It was Marie's turn to laugh as she took in the scene. A large-breasted, black haired, Asian Catwoman, it was all too much as she doubled over and kept on laughing. Josh just stood there, awestruck at her appearance. He gave a nervous cough and blushed slightly. Marie replaced the mask on her face and playfully purred as she unzipped her costume enough to show ample amounts of cleavage, causing Josh's blush to deepen.
"Okay Josh, enough of this, on to the next one." She said, "We don't have all night." Josh smiled, removed the card and pressed the button, returning her to her original form before placing another mystery card in the slot.
"Okay hun, you ready?
"As ready as I'll ever be, I suppose."
Flash.
Marie gritted her teeth, afraid to open her eyes and look at what he had chosen this time around. Please, PLEASE don't be something utterly ridiculous again, she silently prayed. Slowly, she eased her eyes open and walked over to the nearest mirror. What she saw made her eyes widen with shock.
Beautiful locks of Auburn hair flowed from down to her shoulders. Her features, while still noticeably Asian, were changed. Her lips were fuller, and her makeup was done beautifully. Her breasts, barely covered by the pink strapless dress, ballooned outward from her chest, putting a very noticeable strain on her back. The dress was covered with shining sequins and fit tight to her athletic-looking body, showing plenty, but also leaving plenty to the imagination. Her attention, once again, returned to her breasts. She scoffed in disbelief at their unrealistic size, but secretly she marveled at how real and perky they managed to stay, defying even the basic laws of gravity.
Recovering from her shock, she began to feel the flood of embarrassment returning. Her cheeks blazed red and she looked down towards the floor, unable to look at herself any longer. "Change me back..." She said quietly. "I want to go back to normal."
"Okay," Josh began, "A deal is a deal." Slightly disappointed, he pointed the projector at her, removing the plastic card as he did. "Are you ready?" Her answer came in the form of a small nod. Josh reached for the button, not noticing that their playful little cat had wandered into the room, chasing a fly as it buzzed by.
At the last second, the little cat pounced, placing itself directly between the projector and Marie. Another flash came as he pushed the small button, brighter this time. Josh shielded his eyes from the intense burst of light. When he could finally see, he couldn't quite believe what he saw. Her intense yellow eyes were locked onto his as he floundered for something to say. The humanoid feline continued to stare intently, even as she removed the sequined dress.
"Time for a little fun of my own." The feline purred menacingly.
Before he could respond, or even react for that matter, she pounced, knocking him to the floor and sending the projector sailing from his arms. He watched in horror as it hit the carpeted floor broke, sending pieces flying everywhere. The feline just laughed as she watched his face. "Don't you worry, little one. I'll make you forget all about turning me back." With that she planted a kiss on his lips.
Josh gave up struggling and embraced her, running his hands through her short grey fur and fondling her balloon-like breasts. "There you go." She purred again, "Let yourself go, give your body to me." She stood slowly, allowing him a long look at her nether regions. "If you want more, you'll just have to follow me."
She winked seductively and offered her paw to him; he accepted and she pulled him to his feet, bringing him close before kissing him again, pressing her breasts against him, he marveled at their size as he yearned to take them in his hands. After a long passionate kiss, she turned and began to walk towards the bedroom, her breasts bouncing entrancingly.
Josh wondered how much of his wife was left in there, but for some reason, he didn't really care as she threw him roughly to the bed and commanded him to remove his pants. He happily obliged, throwing his khakis to the floor. Soon his underwear and shirt followed, exposing his naked form and throbbing erection to the lusty stares from the feline.
She laughed throatily and inched her way forward, crawling across the bed on her hands and knees. She moved up and straddled his waist, placing his tip at her entrance. With minimal foreplay, she slammed forcefully down, engulfing all nine inches of his cock with effortless ease. She and Josh let out a low moans, each basking in the pleasurable sensations of the others body. Him at the impossible tightness of her feline hole, and her at the incredible feeling of fullness as the tip of Josh's member pressed against the deepest recesses of her body.
Josh took advantage of her momentary pause and rolled them both over quickly, placing him on top. With a cocky smile he withdrew his length nearly completely before rocketing back in. He continued to pound his cock into her mercilessly, eliciting moans and squeaks from below. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, and soon the anthro-cat began toying with her nipples, twisting and teasing; milking every bit of pleasure she could.
Josh felt her coming orgasm as her vaginal walls began to clutch desperately at his member. With cat-like reflexes she wrapped her arms around him as she came, raking her claws across his back. Josh winced, but he never stopped his onslaught. His only pause was to turn her around as he positioned himself behind her.
He fucked her hard from behind, plowing into her with as much force as he could muster. The feline braced her paws against the headboard, digging her claws in deep as she came again and again. Soon, Josh reached his limit, hilting his cock deep inside her thoroughly abused hole. He shot rope after rope of sticky cum inside her, splattering the entrance of her womb. He moved back slowly, pulling his deflating cock from her vagina with an audible squelch. A flood of semen followed, running onto the sheets.
The cat turned around quickly and kissed him deeply, giving him a look of gratitude before pulling back the covers and slipping under the them. He smiled and slid in next to her, wrapping his arms around her slim waist and closing his eyes and enjoying the feel of her soft fur. He fell into a deep sleep as he listened to the sound of her contented purrs.
A firm slap in the face woke him from his deep sleep. "What the hell_were you thinking, having sex with that-that _bitch!" Marie screamed. "I trusted you!"
"Honey, wait!" He yelled a she stalked from the room. "Don't go, please!"
He heard the front door slam, and then the car roaring to life. The screeching of tires as she tore from the driveway was the last thing he heard as he sat in stunned silence. While he was relieved that the machine's effects wore off over time, he couldn't help but miss what he had created. The claw marks on the headboard and his back were a monument to the most intense love-making he had ever experienced.
He sighed, knowing full well the situation would mostly likely end in divorce, but he would never forget what had happened, nor did he want to. He sighed again, willing himself out of bed, but he stopped as a thought hit him. He glanced at the sleeping cat at the foot of the bed.
"It couldn't be." He said to himself as he stared at the cat's sleeping form. "... Nah, there's no way." He walked from the room, smirking at his own foolishness.
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Hearing him leave, the cat opened one eye to make sure he was gone before smiling deviously, revealing her sharp teeth. She stood and stretched, digging her claws into the bedspread before chuckling to herself in a most un-cat-like manner.
"Soon, little one; soon..."