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[b][u][center]Creaming for the Kitty

for Rayoelgatubelo

by Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

It wasn’t the first time that she had woken up in chains, nor the first time that she’d heard the rattle of what Luz could only assume was torture equipment. However, the last time, it had been with someone she trusted, and it had been part of her training. This...this was something that promised to be painful.

The young woman opened her eyes, no more than a slit, and glanced around. Through the fuzzy blur that always came when one first woke up, she saw a flat concrete floor, and the outlines of chains leading away from her spread legs. Between them, she could feel something hard, but smooth. Must have been metal, considering how cool it was when she shifted her legs. A tube ran along the side of her body, and from where it dropped down, she guessed it was attached to that big metal thing.

And she was naked. Not promising, particularly with the smell of wet fur in the air.

Her arm suddenly shook back and forth, dragged along by the chain on her wrist, a chuffing laugh echoing around her.

“Wake up, redhood. Prey can never fool a hunter.”

[i]So...they knew.[/i]

Luz finally opened her eyes, and she instinctively swallowed at the sight of the therians around her. A lioness, an otter, and a leopardess. Three of them, and all three already naked. Two - the otter and leopard - were still damp looking. That had to mean it was raining outside. Had it been raining before bed? No, she didn’t think so; they must have been holding her longer than just a few hours, then.

It was the lioness, however, that got her attention. Luz turned to her, and stared at the necklace that hung between her breasts. It was...familiar. Too familiar to overlook.

“Naguiba.”

“You know me, still?”

“You’re the only one I know who wears...that.”

“This?” The lioness pulled on the chair, smiling to herself. “It is a bit of a giveaway...but then again, a redhood should know the one that will turn them.”

“Turn - You bitch…”

“As if the results would be any better for me if you’d found out who I was first...At least you’ll get to live.”

“A life as a monster is no life.”

Luz glared at the three of them. It was pathetic, no, disgusting to see three of these females like this. They weren’t even close to human anymore; their bodies were like something out of a degenerate’s fantasy, so fully on display. She could smell their lust even beneath the rank stench of wet fur, and she snorted to try and clear her nose.

“You know who I am? Then kill me. Show just how strong you are. I guarantee you, the other redhoods will -”

“Heeeheee, you think we care about that?”

She whipped her head around towards the leopard, who was giggling to herself still. It didn’t do much, as the feline only dipped her hand down between her legs.

“Mmm, I know how much fun they are. I love seeing their faces twist up when they realize all the things they’ve been missing. Oh, girls, do you remember that boy a while back? He was so funny, how he kept squirming and screaming and calling for help. Heee. What was his name?”

“Oh, I don’t think it matters too much, Jenny.”

The otter smiled, walking around just out of view from Luz. But it didn’t stop her from hearing the otter’s threat.

“After all, we have a new plaything now.”

“You won’t have anything. I’ll -”

“Oh, let’s not pretend.” Naguiba stepped forward, her tawny cheek brushing against Luz’s. “We both know what’s going to happen now, little redhood. You know that we’re not like you. You know that we don’t kill. We just...change.”

“That’s putting it mildly.”

“Hmmm, perhaps…”

Naguiba stroked her along her neck, and Luz shuddered as she fought the urge to expose it by turning her head away. It didn’t help, and she felt the feline’s lips press against her shoulder, and then against one of her veins in her neck.

“A pity. I think I might have liked you...but no one can like a redhood.”

Luz braced herself for the bite, but she might as well have done nothing for all the good it did. The sudden piercing pain of the teeth breaking her skin, the heat that rushed from the wound through her neck, it was like being stabbed with a piece of the sun. She screamed at the top of her lungs, the sound echoing around the room and coming back to her again. She squirmed, even flailing back in an attempt to rip herself up further, but it was too late. Even with the wound opened more, the bite was too deep.

The lioness pulled back as the heat rushed through her body, and the hunter panted, gasping softly as she hung from her chains. She gasped and clenched her teeth as the heat in her veins started to pulse with each successive heartbeat, hunching forward as her body tried to curl into a ball. In the back of her mind, she saw that there was a large funnel-shaped thing between her legs, near her sex, but she was more focused on fighting the change. It was already knitting up the skin on her neck, but so far, no fur. If she could just -

“AHH!”

She arched her back as her pussy was invaded from behind, stabbed into by something thick and furry. Luz squirmed, driven up on her tiptoes by the violent thrust into her, leaving her no way to scrabble out of the way. The otter’s voice reached her again, tinged with amusement.

“Mmm, not so tight, are we? And I thought we were supposed to be the animals...How many men have rutted you this month, hmm? How many have filled you as well as my tail?”

It was impossible to answer. It felt like she would bite her tongue if she even tried to speak as she quivered and spasmed in the pain and pleasure, in the burning heat and the prickles of cold as she broke out in a sweat. Her entire body tingled as it went from hot to cold and back again, itching constantly as her hair pushed outwards, growing longer and longer. Behind her, the otter sniffed loudly before thrusting her tail in further.

“This is wasted on you; you cannot comprehend the honor you have, of getting pleasured with [i]my[/i] tail, or anyone else’s. But it will break you. Take it, little thrall; take it deep, and learn your place.”

Luz whimpered as she clenched her teeth, trying not to let out any more pathetic sounds, but she knew that it would only be a matter of time. That tail had her spread wider than the time she’d taken two boys to bed with her, and that had been something she’d never thought would be topped. Her legs ached from how far apart they were pressed, and she could feel her body responding despite itself. What should have been terrible pain was rapidly becoming something different, something unspeakable for someone of her order.

Pleasure from a female.

She bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, though that disappeared quickly as the flesh knitted itself back together. Luz did her best to ignore the black coloring that was rapidly emerging along her flesh, trying to tell herself it was no more than a trick of the shadows, no matter how much she knew that it wasn’t.

Her concentration was broken at another touch between her legs, and she glanced down to see the leopard stroking a finger along her clit. It shamed her to see just how wet those fuzzy fingers were as they came away.

“Oh ho ho, look at this, girls. She’s already soaking wet.”

“Yes, Jenny, that’s the point. A good thrall will need to be broken, and as good as Taina’s tail is -”

“Exquisite, and more than this former human deserves.”

“She’ll need more than that. I know her enough to give her that much respect.”

“Oh, right, we need her to gush, right? Let me handle that.”

[i]No, you can’t! Don’t do this to me, you monsters! I’m a human! I’m a redhood! You can’t do this to me![/i]

Her silent protestations did nothing to stop the big-breasted feline as she knelt down to the ground. In seconds, she felt the rasping texture of a cat tongue working up her thighs, moving further and further towards her crotch. Luz gasped, throwing her head back as a moan escaped her lips before she could stop it.

“Oooh, she tastes good, Naggy.”

“It’s Naguiba, Jenny. And don’t forget.”

“Heehee, whatever you say.”

The licking continued, and combined with the immense thickness of the otter tail inside of her, Luz could feel herself losing her grip on reality. She gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head as she felt her face twisting, tugging outwards. Her entire body prickled as it shifted, changing in small pulses in time with the leopard’s licks. Pulse, and her fingers shortened. Pulse, her fingers and toes grew claws. Pulse, her breasts pushed outwards.

As her ears rolled up the sides of her head, she could feel herself growing closer to the edge of her endurance. The former human whimpered, her black-furred fingers closing into fists as she tried to think of something else, anything else but the tongue that was teasing her and the tail that was filling her. She had to hold on. She had to -

“AHHHHHHH!”

She screamed as the tail was jammed into her again, filling her past any human capacity and lifting her fully off of the ground. The strong thrust pushed her over the edge, and she kept screaming as she came. Luz was barely conscious of the leopard being tugged away, of the tail coming out of her pussy. What she was conscious of was the ringing of something splashing against the metal funnel below her.

She collapsed in her bindings as she came down from her orgasm, but no sooner had she done that than a tube was shoved into her transformed muzzle. Tape held it down, and her nose was plugged before she could stop them. Instinctively, she sucked on the tube, and her mouth was immediately filled with her own squirting fluid. Naguiba chuckled.

“You will learn to love the taste, little Luz. By the time the night is done, you will crave nothing more than the taste of pussy...in more ways than one. And you better keep sucking; if you can’t clear it, it’s the only air you’re going to get.”

Luz coughed through the tube as she swallowed several mouthfuls of her own fluids. Unable to speak, unable to say anything, she was helpless as the tail slipped in again, and the leopard leaned in to lick once more. All she could see was Naguiba, leaning back and slowly sliding a finger between her legs.

She had the horrible feeling that the tawny finger would be replaced by her tongue in barely a few nights’ time.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]