Janus Panther Panties
Panther Panties: Janus
By
Desmond Fallout
Pink silk panties...
Among the things expected to be found going through a mans personal belongings that was not one of them. They were certainly not the food desperately desired this early in the morning. Cheshire the catgirl held them between pinched paw-fingers with a childlike wonder. They were soft to the touch against her teal furred fingers, but rather plain with only a black cat engraved over the crotch area. A quick stretch from the edges showed they were pretty large too. Were they actually meant for her nine foot Amazon frame?
Chesh wrinkled her nose at the thought. She was an au naturel catgirl; sooner to shred evil clothes than be restrained by them. A fact her author would know well in the event he actually had the fortitude to walk into a Victoria's Secret, much less buy women's underwear. Sadly, trying to think of other reasons such garments would be in his laundry lead her mind down avenues that sparked childish giggles. The idea was starting to take slight priority over the sever lack of fish stick money. Maybe he had a few closet issues hidden away...
No wait; she WAS the figment of his hidden closet issues. Furries can be so silly sometimes.
Still, it would be downright hilarious if the dental floss being twisted around her meatball digits were his. That kind of exposure could take months of teasing to get over. Hell, with a little ingenuity she might be able to kill him with embarrassment by the end of the day.
A devilish smile slowly crept across Chesh's muzzle. Now there was an idea worthy of skipping out on a fish stick run. She dropped down to all fours, padding out of the room silently with the panties clenched between sharp teeth. After a brief pause in the family room to fetch a video camera her course shifted down to the basement where her prey still slept. That sight got a sad shake of the head for already being seven AM. Yet another reason to teach her wolf pup a lesson about being lazy.
One yank from Chesh' paw sent bed sheets flying. Much to her perverse glee half the work was already done. Like most males, Janus slept with as little clothing as possible. Tightie whities clinging to his scrawny hips showed last night had been no exception. In fact seeing him half naked and unconscious brought a flicker of doubt. This eye candy was, in itself, a rare opportunity for a bit of 'fun.' That notion was quickly crushed with a giggle. There was much better mischief to be had. The poor yellow wolf could barely stand eye level with the watermelons that served as her breasts. She could exploit that type of thrill at anytime by giving him a hat composed of her assets. No, this was a chance prank she could not pass up.
Another yank of the paw and Janus' last barrier of modesty went bye-bye. Chesh's actions were once again brought to a pause to ogle at her author. He was average and a bit uptight as far as furs go, but perhapes that was what she found so darn cute about him. The fact she was created from the dark reaches of his imagination not withstanding.
With a shake of the head, Chesh wiped the drool from her chin before trying to focus on her task at hand. Taking underwear off her author was remarkably easy. Trying to put a pair back on him on proved a little more difficult. Not because Janus was a light sleeper. You could dye his fur purple without so much as causing a stir. In fact she did that once. The problem lay in his sensitivity to the slightest brush of a feather tip. That coupled with having fingers that amount to fuzzy golf balls on knuckles made wrapping his small feet through the panty holes very problematic. She eventually managed to get one foot through, but an accidentally brush across the sole caused them to go flying from a reflexive kick. A few more attempts ended with similar results with one getting her nose bapped in the process.
Fortunitly through a complex process involving holding him upside down with both paws and using her teeth, the panties were worked down across Janus' hips. At least being able to nuzzle wolf bum calmed her down, though she still let him drop back onto the bed. Unsurprisingly, all he did was snort and adjust the panties himself before shifting positions. They were like a tent on his hips, but still had a bulge pushing up the little black cat marking. Exactly how Chesh hoped he would look. She turned to fetch the camera for the next part of her devious plan.
Just as she grabbed it, Janus let out an unexpectedly loud moan. Chesh tensed up still bent over with camera in hand. Was he actually going to wake up just so she could be caught red pawed? Well, being bent over she reasoned sitting on his face was a viable back up plan. That plan was thrown out fast. Standing back up, she whirled around to at least film a little fan service while it was viable.
It turned out Janus was not moaning from waking up. Chesh almost dropped her camera, gawking in surprise at the sight being recorded. The hapless wolfs crotch was growing, slowly stretching out the cat imprint across its mass. Distinct organ shapes rapidly receded with it, smoothing together into one large bulge. While not enough to wake him, Janus sure seemed to be enjoying the feeling with how red his cheecks were. Letting out a whimpering gasp, one of his hands traveled down to idly scratch at the growth. Within moments it looked like a basketball was smuggled between parted legs. The panties remained stretched taunt, somehow covering the area with decent modesty.
Janus panted softly in his sleep while trying to rub his newfound bulge for relief. Surprise turned to unparalleled levels of glee when Chesh processed what was going on. It took a bit of fumbling with the cameras tiny buttons before she got a good close up of this spontaneous change. If this was anything like an incident she recalled experiencing years ago, then this prank just got a hundred times more film worthy.
A fleeing confirmed when her wolf let out a sharp bark and bucked his hips into the air amidst soft popping noise. This gave her a splendid view to work with as his hips widened. The usual geeky physique flared out with newfound amounts of muscle and fat. A rather large amount of it surged into the rear, causing it to literally fall out with the force of gravity. The thong panties quickly turned into a string as it was swallowed by heart shaped rump cheecks. Chesh had just enough time to catch it before Janus plopped his now bubble butt back on the bed. His initial crotch bulge was gone now. Overtaken by a much larger, very supple looking, pelvis that stretched his panties in a whole new way.
Chesh gave the panties a quick feel along its black feline emblem. Sure enough there was no sign of the author's former best friends. A little more prodding easily found the soft feminine mound hidden behind stretched silk. And not surprisingly her meatball touches were creating a wet stain under the fabric. Janus gave a pleasured moan that seemed an odd mix of a growl and purr, making her hips wiggle. Her free hand moved down to her own naked crotch to find the fur there getting matted as well. At least her other hand was keeping the camera somewhat steady. Capturing the image of her tiny wolf with the bottom heaviness of an Amazon was priceless in itself.
His comical disproportions were merely a foreshadowing. Changes began washing out from Janus' center to, causing him to squirm with pleasured moans. That was when Chesh noticed the black fur creeping out from under the panties. As body parts converted to better match his oversized physique the usually scruffy brown fur thinned out into a refined black mat.
A loud crack made Chesh jump as she watched him arch his back in a new way. More little pops sounded off amidst the growing inwards curve of Janus' spine. It deffinitly gave him a more feminine stance; hefting that girlish rump slightly while perking his chest forward. Something that would probably become more apparent soon, Chesh thought slyly while kneading one of her furry mammeries. She thought he was starting to moan in stereo before realizing some of the sounds were coming from her muzzle.
With a few snaps that actually sounded painfull, though Janus' baited whimpers betrayed the notion, his waist started tapering inwards. Camera lens whirled to catch an infamous hourglass figure taking shape. As it did, Janus wandering hands rubbed at his stomach. The area seemed to be going through a series of involuntary flexes. Each one smoothed out the slight bulge gained from being a gamer into a rather sexy flat surface. And then the flexes went beyond that much to the filming catgirls delight. Little square ridges began to take shape through the black fur, pushing out with each flex into a well defined six pack above Janus' belly button.
Chesh found herself leaning onto the bed to get a close up view of this progress. Steel support bars creaked in protest, already under enough stress from the wolf's increasing girth, but were cheerfully ignored. All she cared about was how awesome this progress was making. More so when the hands Janus were scratching with started shifting toward black fur as well. Nails sprouted out into razor curved claws, which he was all too happy to use amidst sensual purring. The fingers they were attached to swelled up soon after, becoming less dexterous but better suited for sheathing the natural weapons when not needed. Chesh could not help reaching down to gently lift a changing paw-hand. Marveling the comparison until it grew in size to rival hers and then a little beyond. Pads had even formed on the meatball fingertips and palm, plush and snow white to contrast the fur color.
A few seconds of eager waiting turned to confusion. The changes seemed content to stop at that point. Their progress left poor Janus with clown sized paw-hands and womanly muscle curves. But then a few snaps behind Chesh brought the realization things had simply reversed direction.
Janus' flimsy wolf tail wagged timidly between still normal thighs. It looked comically disproportionate compared to the huge butt it was attached to, but then Chesh notice its fur start to bristle. From its base underneath the panties thicker black hairs sprouted to consume the lighter brown coat. The fur grew thicker, bushier, slowly working down to convert the canine tail into a bushier, sleeker appendage. As it did, more pops rang out that made Chesh yelp. They busted off in momentary intervals as if the poor mans spine was setting off fireworks. With each one Janus' hips jerked and his tail grew a little bit longer by the vertebrae adding onto it. Not that he seemed to mind as his toes curled around with echoing purrs. The ever going camera once again brought focus to the boys panty clad crotch as a paw-hand reached down to rub at fairly large wet stain across its feline emblem. A sight that made Chesh flex her own toes just looking at it. Just as the catgirl started to wonder how he could even sleep through all this the tail had finally finished its change. Granted it was now several times longer than normal; shimmering with a thick coat of black fur as it spilled over the bed to sweep at the floor.
Janus legs were not too far behind. He let out a hard grunt, squinting eyes as if suffering a cramp as black fur whisked them. All at once Chesh was taken aback as both thighs bulges with rippling muscle. They just swelled out into large bulges, like balloons having air squeezed into them, before receding slightly into more feminine curves. Whatever they were being filled with seemed to run off its excess into his thighs as a result; adding on large amounts of muscle while making longer and delightfully sexy. Toes at the end flexed before being overtaken by a thick ruff of white fur. Only to spade out with a resounding 'fwoomp' to become thick, round paws. They quickly gained the same claws and white pads as his hands before the heels cracked. Each foot stretched back against womanly thighs into a position to help encourage walking on the new meatballs.
Chesh was enjoying the show way too much to care anymore. Before she could care enough to think it through she had hefted herself onto the bed to straddle her transforming author's half-naked hips. There was deffinitly a lot less different is size now. She could have almost crushed him with a good thigh lock before, but now she had to spread pretty far just to get around him proper. Pleasured growls echoed both of them as their wet nethers pressed against each other. Only a thin layer of expensive cloth kept swollen female lips from overlapping, but that somehow made it feel better. Chesh's tongue rolled off to the side of her muzzle, bucking hips softly against Janus.
That got an equally positive growl from the partial wolf beneath her. Their combined arousal made quick work on turning the panties into one well soaked rag. Chesh leaned forward a bit, their combined weight making the bed sink considerably on bending support bars. Creaking protest of steal barely registered to the catgirl as she massaged her breasts with one hand while trying to keep the camera focused with the other. From this saddle riding view, she had a perfect shot as Janus' face began to twist and contort. The first sign was his nose brightening to a solid white. Thick whiskers sprouting out on either side before the muzzle itself shortened. Soft crackles of jawbones caused his lips to curl back, offering a brief view of teeth thinning into sharper pronounced fangs. Lips also turned a gentle white color before the black fur washed across a feline looking face. Even his ears were not spared, fanning out larger and gaining white tufts against their insides. Surprisingly his hair kept its usual style, but also succumbed to a shimmering white color to contrast his black features. That and the back side suffered a growth spurt. The hair cascaded down like a waterfall across his shoulders and chest, becoming a thick mane trickling across his waspish waist.
Things were reaching their peek; both with Janus' transformation and Chesh' crotch humping. She had to slow the later down to keep from going off before the best part. The black fur was converging on all sides. Down his neck to tightening vocal cords into a sultry soprano, up his arms to create massive biceps that could lift a van, and up his belly to mix with a white spot forming across that sexy washboard abs.
Janus' breaths came out in labored feline yowls. Rabid claw groping was making deep tears in the bed under them. Apparently he did not need to be awake to enjoy this, Chesh thought with a giggle. She traced her free paw lightly across his chest; his last bit of maleness being swallowed up by the black fur. Meatball digits alternated between teasing the nips on each pec. They and areola's puffed out in response to the stimuli, brightening into large white caps. She did not have to wait too long before muscles stopped offering resistance around them. Instead her fingers pressed around the increasingly sensitive nips being pushed up by slowly rising cones of black fur around them. They were still pretty small, but soft and warm to the touch.
"Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about..." Chesh said in a soft murr. Her hip bucking resumed in earnest as she watched Janus' small cones of fat rise and swell out. Gravity soon worked against them, shifting mass forward into fully round orbs determined to spill across the whole of his chest.
Chesh did not even care about that camera anymore. It was simply tossed to the front of the bed with the lense aimed over their shoulder. This inadvertently worked as an excellent cleavage shot as Chesh laid atop Janus to grind him in earnest. Massive tabby bust smished against developing apples, which were rapidly approaching melon-sized themselves and far beyond. Their growth was exquisite to Chesh, causing the space between them to compact and shift their assets in every possible way with each surge in cup size. Feline tails became in twined admits frantic purrs and moans. The silk panties were now virtually useless protection for their feminine crotches smacking together in wet sloshes.
Sadly she was too close to the edge to notice the beds straining. Just as Janus obtained a pair of breasts that exceeded his catgirl creations the furniture had reached its limit of abuse. With a loud bang the steel supports snapped at their base, leaving the bed to fall a foot to the ground in a resounding crash. The two furs bounced hard against it right after, just enough for Chesh to hit her peek. She gripped tightly at the sides of their combined mammeries, letting out a growling moan as she came. A rich, musky odor emanated from her crotch before it leaked out a trickle of thick juices across the black cat on Janus' panties. Seconds later, Janus let out a sharp yowl and wrapped his limbs around Chesh in a tight embrace. The room became filled with a second musky odor. Another mess of feminine juices was being made on the inside of the panties to compliment the outside.
As the waves of orgasm gradually began to recede, Chesh let herself relax atop her bigger, bustier, transformed author. Even flustered and gasping for breath he looked downright adorable in those new features. She leaned in to give him a quick lick on the nose. Not at all surprising this cause him to stir and finally open his eyes in a flutter. Were she not basking in well earned afterglow, Chesh might have found that a little sad.
"Nggh! G-good morning, Chesh," Janus said between pants. Something instantly felt off when he spoke. Okay, everything felt off but his voice seemed the most prominent. He tried coughing a few times to clear it but that did not seem to help, especially with the giant catgirl pressing down on his lungs.
"Morning Jan-Jan!" Chesh replied while leaning in to give his face a barrage of licks.
"Gah!" Janus giggled from the assault, squirming under her. He was still only partially awake but noticed a lot more mass blanketing his chest than usual. Did his catgirl monster find a tire pump to play with again? "G-get off me, Chesh! I c-can't breath!"
Chesh blinked, but decided it better to just giggle and do as requested. She rolled off to the side, smacking her but the short distance to the ground as the mattress was now far inferior to both their sizes. As Janus stirred to do the same, she could not resist giving his white abs a little scratching. "Have a good sleep?"
"G-great! A little wild of a dream though." He blushed deeply at the vague recollections from his sleep. Loud purrs emanated to the affections being received with tail flicking through the air. After a few seconds though he gave her a playfull shove that sent breasts jiggling. "I guess I have your bewbs to thank for that?"
"Maaaaaaaybe!" Chesh was trying hard to hold back her giggles, purring herself from his momentary contact.
Much as he enjoyed a warm welcome in the morning, Janus pushed himself away from Chesh. Rolling off onto the floor was a bit of surprise. Although even if the bed frame had survived Chesh's fun, she doubt it would have made a difference. When he stood, forced onto paw toes for reasons he could not comprehend, it was just shy of his ears brushing the ceiling. None of that really took priority though as his groggy vision took in what remained of his sleeping place. Although he did wonder what that strong smell was.
"Oh geez, Chesh, don't tell me you broke the bed again!?"
"Sorry," she said, though not really meaning it. A hand came to rest on the curve of her hip while holding her head with the other. It was a classic sexy pose she knew drove him nuts in any gender. "You know I need someone else for cuddles, and your sister sucks."
"Be that as it may, I have to pay for that." Janus waved her off in a huff as he turned for the stairs. Chesh just grinned after him, amused at how a hand absently tried adjusting the panties out of the crack of his swollen buttocks.
Janus was still too in a daze of morning grog and afterglow to notice the stairwell feeling a little more camped. The doorway that lead to the kitchen was no where near wide enough to allow his towering frame passage. The fact alone did not stop him from simply smashing through the obstacle in his daze. Plaster and wood feel apart like paper against muscley Amazon girth. At least that is what it felt like, so he simply brushed it off and continued into the bathroom.
The lights flickered on, eliciting a hiss as they blinded him a lot harsher than usual today. Janus staggered to the sink in his blindness, snapping off the cold water handle without effort. Still it got the water running enough for him to cup both hands full and splash some on his face. After enough grogginess had been washed off he groped for the towel rack. That was ripped from the wall just as easily in an attempt on of the clothes off it. Janus yelped, jumping at the metal frame slamming into the floor.
"What the...heck?" Janus' last word came out in low shock upon catching sight of the mirror for the first time.
Staring back was not the usual wolf man, but a panther goddess whose towering frame far exceeded the reflections boundaries. Her wide eyes glinted grey in the light. Their slit black irises scanned along full and supple feminine curves complimented with muscle far beyond any bodybuilders. He twisted and the panther followed to offer a nice view of an equally curvey backside. He had to admit the black on white pattern gave a mysteriously sexy look. Except for the large white nipples atop breasts making them look more like puffed stubs for beach balls. Janus was left staring at this creature of dreams for several minutes. The slow wolf mind still needing time to finish booting up before it could process the information.
Eyes soon blinked back to sentience; drifting down to the mess of broken appliances before noticing the smashed doorframe behind Janus. Looking back at himself in the mirror he finally took notice of the pink panties standing out against the black fur. He reached down intending to remove them, but quickly recoiled upon feeling how cold they were covered in a sticky substance. The plump finger was brought up for a few curious sniffs. Moments later the smell registered a flood of notions onto his train of thought, along with a deep forming blush.
"Cheeeeesh!?"
"Yes, Jan-Jan?" As if on cue, the teal tabby poked her head through the door. Her tone and wide fanged smile told more than Janus really wanted to know. But the question still had to be answered for piece of minds sake.
"Why am I a panther girl that smells like smexing?"
The only response he got was a loving hug from behind. Chesh's hands cupped his large boobs while giving the larger catgirl nibbles across a shoulder. Janus just sighed looking at himself in the mirror with anime waterfall tears.
How was he supposed to go to job interviews looking like this?