Transformation Story
Matt just stood there looking at the package on his doorway blankly. There was nothing odd or different about the box at all. It was your normal run of the mill box you could buy at your local post office, Office Max, Office Depot, or any other place. There weren't even any unusual markings to be seen. So why did something about the box being here make him feel uneasy?
He couldn't remember ordering anything online nor asking anybody to mail him anything. His parents sometimes sent him care packages but lately they had stopped doing that because he was financially better off now. There was really no reason he could think that the package should be here, and yet there wasn't any reason why one shouldn't be there either.
Shrugging his uneasy feeling he picked up the package and placed it on the table. Pouring himself a bowl of cereal he sat down next to the box and looked it over while eating. It had occurred to him that it may not be his at all, a mistake on the post offices part. Nope. There written neatly and clear as day was his name, address, everything.
Grumbling to himself he decided to look for a return address, but found none. It seemed that it was indeed intended for him. Picking up the box Matt gave it an experimental shake. Something inside could be heard and felt hitting the sides. There really was no reason to delay opening it up, but still something held him back.
Placing it back onto the table carefully he continued to stare at it. He burned with curiosity to see what was inside. Finally he gave in and grabbed a razor from a nearby cupboard and cut it open. Matt dug through the packing peanuts until he came across a long thin box. It was a longish thin velvet box; the kind you'd get along with an expensive piece of jewelry.
This was just getting weirder and weirder. Opening up the jewelry case, for jewelry case it was, Matt found a necklace, or was it a collar? The band was a thin strip of a kind of soft leather, with a silver pennant the shape of a paw. The leather was died a light blue and the paw was grooved with complicated designs. On the whole, it was very well crafted. However, why was this . . . necklace, collar sent to him?
Matt pulled it out of the case and held it up in the light for a closer look. It was fairly heavy suggesting it was probably fairly expensive. The silver paws had a glittery sheen to it when the light hit it just right and the leather was smooth and cool to the touch. It was a very pretty piece of jewelry.
He had never seen anything like it before and was absurdly satisfied it was sent to him. But, why was it sent to him? What use did he have for it? His girlfriend would think it neat, but wouldn't want to wear it. He definitely wouldn't wear it, it wasn't everyday you saw a guy wearing anything like that.
Sighing he replaced it into its box and left the room to watch TV. On the whole it had been an odd day, at least because of the mysteriously sent package. Usually when the 'boobtube' was on nothing could distract him. However, his mind kept straying to the box. Giving up on watching TV Matt decides to take a shower.
Feeling refreshed after his shower, Matt enters the living room and looks over to where the necklace lay. "I wonder what I'd look like wearing it," he thought to himself. Picking up the necklace he steps in front of a mirror.
Undoing the clasp he puts it around his neck and re-clasps it. Much to his amazement the necklace was perfect! It was almost as if it was made for him. Well nearly, it was a bit on the tight side but nothing that he couldn't ignore. He had thought it would look rather gaudy on him, but it really grew on him the more he looked at it.
As much as he liked it he knew it would attract some odd looks if he wore it in public. His girlfriend would defiantly wonder, even worry about him. Such a pity too, it looked great on him! For right now why not? After all he wasn't out in public, so what harm was there in wearing it a little bit longer?
Matt sat down to do his homework for collage, now that he was wearing the damn thing; it was no longer hampering his concentration. But isn't long before his eye lids grew heavy with sleep. Soon it's too much and he relents and falls asleep on the couch.
It had to have been only a few hours sense he had fallen asleep. At first he couldn't figure what had woke him up. But he noticed that the necklace had grown uncomfortably tight around his neck while he slept. Not only that, but a fuzzy feeling had started creeping into his limbs. Standing up he staggers to the mirror and tries to take off the necklace.
He tries to undo the clasp for a few moments but to no avail. No matter how hard he tried, the clasp just wouldn't come undone. As he continues to fumble with it he realizes that the paw is starting to glow. As the glowing intensifies so does his vertigo; fearing that he may be sick he starts to reach for his phone but stops.
The fuzzy feeling had steadily increased while he stood there. It was not unlike the feeling you get when your arm or leg falls asleep or after sitting on it for a long time. Usually it goes away after a time taking various times to leave, but it never increased! The fuzzy feeling starts to stretch across his whole body and gives way to an itch. Scratching his arms frantically, Matt tries to alleviate the discomfort to no avail.
It wasn't until he actually LOOKED at his arms that he noticed something was indeed going very wrong. Fur was starting to grow along his arm and was marching quickly both up and down his arms. Soon his arms are covered in thick carpet of dark grey fur.
His body builder shirt begins to feel hot and uncomfortable and he tears it off to see His stomach sink under the glossy coat of grey fur. The growing coat raced down towards his crotch and legs. The length of fur varied along his body. The fur seemed to be thicker and longer along the arms, legs and back and tapered thinner from just below the chest to just above his crotch.
Suddenly he became aware of a new sensation. A tingle started at the base of his neck and made its way down to the base of his spine. It wasn't long before he could actually FEEL the spine start to elongate. The base started to push painfully on his boxers and he had to pull them down quickly. The growth seemed to stimulate him in an almost pleasurable way and he moans in the heat of the moment.
It didn't take very long before he sported his own long bushy tail. The fur had seemed to grow just as fast at the tail had grown. While the tail had grown his ears had also grown to an angular shape and was covered it a thick carpet of fur as well. Along with that a short muzzle had grown along with a row of whiskers. The fur color was taking on a tabby pattern and the chest fur was taking a light gray color. But all this was lost to him because another change was happening.
His bodies build was also changing. His skinny frame was starting to take on a shapelier, curvy form. The hips start to widen and his height starts to diminish. He feels his chest constrict slightly and to his horror his breasts swell outwards and droop slightly from the weight.
A feeling of intense pleasure consumes him as high doses of estrogen are introduced to his changing body. His bowels start to move to accommodate his new feminine parts a feeling of intense pleasure washes over him driving his pride and joy to a hardened erection. His masculinity starts to descend to form her new cervix and the pleasure reaches the climax and ejaculates making a wet sucking sound as it disappears.
She stood there panting heavily as the final changes take over. Matt hadn't dared look in the mirror when the change had started. She had and still was afraid to see what changes had been wrought on her body. Steeling herself, she looks up and chokes back a cry.
Her fur is long and illustrious, with dark tabby markings. Faint stripes could be seen lancing across the dark grey fur. The dark fur was thick and long along her sides and back forming small tufts on her elbows. The fur had also grown thick on the chest forming another tuft between her breasts. Her hair had turned black and had grown as well, extending past her shoulders down to her chest.
With a shaking hand she reaches up and feels her breasts with slender fingers; they felt soft but firm. Absent mindedly she starts to message the still sensitive breasts. The feeling is mesmerizing and she purrs with pleasure while intensifying the message. She starts lifts up her breasts but then remembers herself and hurriedly pulls her hands away but instantly regrets it, as they are still sensitive.
Her gaze strays to the necklace . . . no, collar. The glow had slowly subsided and now could only be seen slightly. Somehow the collar was responsible for her transformation. She starts to fiddle with the clasp again and it easily comes off. Staring at the paw, she can make out faint writing. Whatever it was, she couldn't read it. With a sigh she looks at herself again in the mirror to see if she could tell what she had turned into.
There was no doubt about it, she was a cat. And a Maine Coon by the looks of her fur and markings. She was struck by how ironic that she should turn into her favorite animal and breed of animal. The more she thought about it, the more she came to like the idea. Her whiskers twitch forward and a purr forms in her chest, but this is cut short as the reality of the situation fully dawns on her. How was she supposed to go out in town looking like this? As this sobering fact sinks in her ears flatten and she slowly sits down making sure not to sit on the long tail. She could only wonder if this was permanent, or a temporary change, only time would tell.
Jen squeaks as her friend hugs her from behind. Growling she tries to pull herself from his embrace. "Get off of me pervert!" yells Jen.
"But your sooo soft!" coos the boy shamelessly. "Besides, you let the girls stroke your hair before your little change, why not let me stoke you now that you're a girl?"
"Because you're a guy, now let GO!"
It had happened a month ago, Matt (as he was called then, yes HE) found what he thought to be a necklace on his porch. After trying it on he was soon changed into a female cat. She hoped that the change wasn't permanent and so decided to stay at home. After a week or two it became apparent that he was going to be like this for good.
His friends started to wonder what had happened to him after about a week when they started to see if he was home. She was very embarrassed about the whole thing so didn't want them to see her like this. Every time they visited she asked them to leave. Finally though she finally relented and let them in.
Her friends were shocked to see the new (him) but were quick to get over it. She was happy to have the company to talk to about the changes that had happened. It was during such talks that they had suggested her to change her name. Jen was loath to change her name, to do so would be admitting that she was a female now. Finally though they were able to convince her to change her name, but going back to school was a different story.
It would be a week before they could convince her to start going to school again, Jen REALLY didn't want to go but knew she had to if she wanted a CHANCE at a normal life. The principal when he saw her thought it was a joke. It would be a while till they could convince him that it wasn't a trick or a costume.
Jen had been afraid of how the student body would treat her now that she had changed, but it wasn't nearly as bad as she had feared. She got a lot of stares when she first started back up (which came as no surprise). A few people did pick on her at first but they stopped after a time. The student body seemed to accept her as she was now.
Jen was still trying to pull away from Tim's grasp when he suddenly let go and took the collar that was around her neck. "Give it back!" she cries fiercely. Still laughing Tim moves farther away.
"Sheesh Jen, lighten up, I'm just looking at it." For reasons not even known to her, she didn't let anybody hold the collar. She wasn't sure if she was just trying to protect the stupid thing or prevent others from suffering the same fate.
"Just give it back! Why are you being so mean to me?"
"Wow, you sound just like a girl."
"That's because I AM a girl!"
"Whoa, must be true because that's the first time I've heard you say that before!"
"Just give it back Ok; unless you'd rather end up like me?!"
"You know, that DOES sound a little enticing. I think I'll try it on." Tim stops and slips the collar over his head. Jen freezes and feels her fur stand up. Fear grips her, would he change too?! Her friends who were laughing too freeze as well and stare at him as if they expect a change to happen right then.
Shaking off her paralysis, Jen runs up to Tim, grabs the collar and lifts up, hoping it would come off. To her relief, the collar slips off easily and Tim appears to be no worse for the wear. The others too seem to have recovered too and sigh deeply. Tim stares at them all blankly and says, "God, you'd think I had a brush with death by the way you guys are acting!"
Jen was relieved that the collar didn't lock onto him. As happy as she was that it hadn't locked onto him, she was a bit curious as to why it HADN'T. Did the collar only work once? While she was happy that it had not locked, she couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed too, it would have been kinda cool to have another person around like herself around. Sighing she places the collar back into is velvet case and slipped it into her bag.
The rest of the day passed uneventfully, but her mind kept on wandering back to what had happened that morning. As she walked back home she absentmindedly feels into her bag for the case. When she doesn't feel anything she stops and fishes around some more, nothing. Stopping, she drops her pack and franticly searches her stuff and only found a folded piece of paper. Opening up the paper she finds a neatly letter informing her that her collar had been stolen by Tim. The note also said if she wanted it, she would have to go to his house at 7.
Groaning, she looks up at the sky in annoyance. Tim was a furry, and being as such was hopelessly infatuated with her. He had his own fur suites and wanted nothing better than for them to... do whatever it was that furs did in suites. Jen had a good idea and always turned down the offer, and even had to shoot him down several other times when he made advancements on her. Now, he would have her right where he wanted, and if she wanted the collar back, she'd have to play his little game.
It was Five till seven when she arrived at his house. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on his door. It was several minutes before he came to the. The door jerked open and Tim says in desperation, "How do you get this stupid thing off?!"
Gasping, Jen runs in and tries to pull it off him, hoping it was just a joke. "Why did you wear it again; I told you that this would happen!" she says after she realizes it isn't a joke
"I thought it might only work once because it didn't do anything this morning!"
"Well, all you can do now is wait." Says Jen helplessly. Tim gives her a look of desperation but turns to walk into the living room defeated.
"Great, now I get to be a side show too."
"Aren't you a furry, shouldn't this be a dream come true for you?"
"I can't change back, THAT'S why." Jen had to admit to admit that that WAS the real bad thing about the collar. She was going to ask if he felt anything yet when he started to shiver. Tim then reached for his back and groaned uncomfortably. Suddenly he gives a startled cry as a thick carpet of dark brown fur starts to grow on his skin. Jen stares fascinated as the changes start to grip him. Jen noticed that his transformation was different however.
Instead of his height decreasing she noticed he started to grow larger instead! The shoulders widen and the loose t-shirt he was wearing starts to rip. Quickly, Tim tears off the shirt and then to her embarrassment, pulls off his pants too. Jen knows she should look away but for some reason she can't. She watches intently as the pubic hair around his balls changes colors and changes to the softer fur that is also engulfing his body. A furry sheath starts to grow around his penis and soon swallows it whole. Much like her transformation, the tail growth seems to stimulate the body sexually and his pride and joy begins to swell and pull free of its furry sheath.
By this time the hair has almost completely grown and his tail starts to grow. As the tail lengthens, so does his penis. The now pink tube of flesh twitches fitfully and becomes thicker as the tail does. Finally as the tail reaches its full length, his penis gives one final twitch and releases a thin stream of a creamy liquid that lands on her hands.
Panting, Tim stands up and walks unevenly towards the bathroom. He had grown about a half a foot taller and his shoulders had widened as well. His normally skinny frame was now muscular and smooth. The glossy brown coat rippled along with his muscles as he moved; in a word he was gorgeous!"
Tentatively she follows him, to the bathroom where he looks at his now changed form. Gasping he looks from mirror to body to make sure it isn't just a trick. Jen watches and feels butterflies flutter around in her stomach as he starts to flex his newly acquired muscles.
Turning around his eyes shining he says, "Look at me, this is awesome!" Jen quickly averts her eyes as they stray once again down south. Tim notices her uncomfortable stance and blushes deeply as he realized what is causing her discomfort. Excusing himself he runs to his room to find something to cover his masculinity.
When he leaves she notices a strange scent she hadn't noticed. It was a slight musky unmistakably male scent. The scent seems to further instigate the butterflies in her stomach. As she shifts her stance she notices a wet feeling. She reaches down and purrs with pleasure as her paw brushes across her now sensitive feminine spot. Snapping too she pulls her hand away. What was she doing?!
Trying to gain control of her raging hormones she lifts up her left hand to her face to brush her bangs from her eyes when she accidently wipes something warm and slimy on her face. She absentmindedly licks up the viscous fluid. A warm slightly salty taste creeps into her mouth, leaving a thin layer of film on her tongue. Looking down on her hand she realizes what she just licked up. The clear liquid was still on her arm and was slowly oozing down. She laps up the rest of it savoring the taste.
Finally the hormones brake through her defenses taking control of her. She turns and makes her way down the hallway to Tim's bedroom, where she finds him still searching for something to wear. Jen makes a small trilling noise that gets his attention. Looking over to wear she stands he swallows nervously. "I'm uh sorry, but I can't find anything to wear!"
Before he has time to ask her what she wants, she strides over to him and kisses him squarely on the lips. Tim, taken completely off guard falls backwards onto his bed. Jen falls on top of him but still holds him in her embrace. A few moments later she feels something brushing up on the insides of her thighs.
Smiling knowingly she picks herself up and sits on the edge of his bed allowing Tim to sit up. The furry sheath again had pulled back to reveal possibly the biggest boner Jen had seen. Tim blushes and starts to move when Jen stops him by grabbing his massive arousal. Gasping he stops and falls back down looking at her lustfully.
The throbbing shaft felt warm in her hand and she begins to pump his shaft slowly. Tim groans with pleasure as she steadily increases the pumping. After a few moments she stops as a little stream of pre cum flows from his head. Bending low over him she takes in a deep breath and shudders with pleasure herself as the scent floods her nostrils. A warm musky, slightly salty scent engulfs her nose and she purrs in delight and laps up the cum in one long delicate lick.
Tim's whole body shudders when she licks his shaft clean. Enjoying the power she has over him she pulls his shaft back and licks his penis like it was a Popsicle. Starting from the base, and making sure her whole tongue surface was on his shaft she dragged her sandpapery tongue slowly up the length of his shaft. All the while Tim squirmed and gasped whimpering with pleasure. Jen felt his shaft pulsating faster and faster as she purposely prolongs her power over him. The tom valiantly tries to hold back the stream of seed that was sure to be released should he weaken.
She had left him panting with from pleasure from the whole thing and he lay there tongue hanging out and his body practically shaking. In the heat of the moment he had let loose a small stream of sperm which flowed down his shaft. The clear pre cum was no longer present, a white, thicker more viscous fluid flowed instead. Knowing she was wearing him down she went back to work with gusto. Taking his pink cock in hand she stuffed what she could into her now watering mouth.
Instinctually Tim pushed his pelvis out slightly, pistoning his shaft deeper into her mouth. Wanting to get as much out of him as possible, she slowly pulls her mouth on and off this penis and stroked the tip with her tongue. Whimpering all the while the young tom wriggled on the bed. Giving him a moment to recover a little she pulls his penis fully out of her mouth leaving a streamer from his shaft to her mouth. His shaft now glistened from a mixture of cum and spit and throbbed and twitched madly.
Not giving him a warning she again stuffs his penis into her mouth. Not being able to handle it anymore, he let loose his seed with a cry. The first contraction filled her mouth completely and even produced too much causing her to pull away nearly gagging. He ejaculates several more times leaving her muzzle completely covered and dripping in cum. Streaks of his seed race down her chest leaving sticky trails. The initial ejaculation had mostly been in her mouth but the last few sprayed into the air like a fountain and had rained down on her.
Tim lay there panting heavily as Jen licked her muzzle clean swallowing as much precious juice as she could reveling in the warm coating in her mouth and loving the feeling as it went down her throat. Purring deeply Jen looks at his now flaccid flesh and griped it gingerly letting the warmth flood her paw. To her surprise the shaft starts to harden up a little, she turns and smiles at him and says, "Well, now that we've "warmed up" let's go on to the main event".
Tim lay on his bed panting hard; just in front of him still cleaning herself off was Jen. Tim just a few mere minutes ago had been turned into a buff male cat; Jen had been turned into a busty female cat a few months ago. Both transformations had occurred due to their wearing a mysterious collar. Ever since her transformation Tim had been infatuated by her; no matter what he did she would never react to his advances. In another attempt to woo her he had stolen the collar to get her to go to his house. But as fate would have it he had ended up putting the collar on himself and being transformed.
Tim could have never imagined what would happen next, after the change he had realized that he was not wearing anything. When he went to his room, Jen came in and gave him the biggest kiss he had ever received. One thing led to another and she would end up giving him his first and best blowjob ever. After it all, all he could do was lay there and pant.
He looked down at Jen who had finished cleaning off her face and was smiling at him. Purring she glanced at his flaccid flesh and gripped it again. Much to his surprise his willy hardened up a bit. Gulping slightly he looks at her as her purr deepens she smiles sweetly and says, "Well, now that we've "warmed up" let's go on to the main event".
Jen leaned down over the tom and gave his muzzle a tender lick. Tim could feel his penis give a little tremor as it hardens up again. Jen lies down on his bare chest purring deeply and swirls his chest fur around her fingers teasingly. The poor tom being so confused can't do anything but stare at her. Jen giggles a little before saying in a teasing voice, "What's the matter, cat got your tongue?"
Jen stands up and starts to undress. Putting her pants and shirt off to the side she then pulls off her panties. As she bends forward her tail lifts up slightly allowing Tim to see a bit of her more private areas. Jen pauses for a moment allowing him to look at her for a few moments. The poor tom is still too shocked to do anything but gape at the now almost completely naked female.
Finally she stands up and flicks her panties at Tim and walks towards him. Crawling onto the bed she faces away from him and looks over her shoulder and says, "Tim, could you be a dear and undo my bra? I can't reach the clasp; it's in a difficult place."
Tim's heart and masculinity lurches. His hardening penis jerks slightly as he reaches up to her back tentatively. He tries to steady his shaking hand as he fumbles with the clasp to her bra. Finally the clasp comes undone the bra comes loose. Jen pulls off the bra and leans back onto Tim purring deeply. Tim is still too shaken by the new turn of events to do anything to again stare at her now bare chest.
They lay there for a few moments, Tim all the while watching Jen's chest gently rise and fall. Tim knew that this was the moment he HAD to act. She was practically throwing herself at him! She was literally BEGGING him, to make a move. He may never get another chance like this if he choked now. If there was ever a bad time to hold back it was now, it was now do or die.
Tim steeled himself then tentatively reached out to her. He held himself as his had neared her shoulder. He closed his eyes and hissed slightly at himself. "Screw this!" He hissed to himself and grabbed her from under her shoulders and lifted her all the way onto himself.
Her purr deepened as her felt her bare breasts. The breasts felt warm and soft to his touch as he messaged them. His fingers met her nipples and he swirled them with a single finger and felt them harden. Jen moaned slightly as he redoubled his attentions.
Jen twisted around in his grip so that she faced him. Their gazed met for a moment before they lock lips for a moment. Jen breaks away from his grip and sits up. Shifting slightly she grips his newly hardened dick and guides it to her sex. As it meets the lips of her sex she lets go and slowly sits down. Letting gravity do most of the work his penis slides slowly into her.
It isn't long till he meets a resistance preventing him from going into her anymore. Jen feels the pressure and it isn't long till she feels as if something is tearing in her vagina and cries out as the penis slides all the way into her. Jen breaths come out in small gasps as the pain subsides.
Panting slightly she starts lifting herself off him and again lowering herself on top of him. Tim pants as she starts speeding up her mating. The feeling of her tight pussy pulling up and down on him drives him crazy as she steadily increases her pace. The grinding feeling slowly goes away as juices start to lubricate his shaft. The feeling was intoxicating; he had never felt so content or so happy than he did at this moment in his life.
Jen had known he was big, but she hadn't counted on just HOW big he really was. It felt like she was being driven into two by the giant cock that she was driving into herself. But the pleasure she felt was greater than the pain, making it an intoxicating cocktail of feelings. His excitement was also getting to her, driving her to increase the mating.
It isn't too long after they started that she feels herself reaching a climax. Her steady grinding on his cock making her sex starts to feel strange. Within moments she reaches her climax, she squeals as she feels her pussy contracting wildly on his huge cock. It only lasts for a few moments but leaves her feeling tired.
Jen lays down on his Tim's chest panting but still purring deeply with satisfaction. Tim strokes her back lovingly as he looks down at her. All reluctance is gone, replaced with a confidence he didn't know he possessed. Tim gently lifts her off his chest and his cock, and gets off the bed.
Jen shifts her position slightly and spreads her legs out invitingly. Tim doesn't need another invitation; Tim guides his penis into her and pushes himself as far as he can into her. Her sex is still wet from their last encounter and slides easily into place with a wet slurping sound. Jen moans sensually as Tim begins to mate her.
Tim slowly pulls his shaft in and out of her, never fully pulling out completely. Each time he pushed in he got deeper and deeper into her. Jen squirms and moans as his pace increases. The whole world disappears around them as they are engulfed in the carnal feelings of pleasure that washes over them.
As they continue their lustful attentions they seem to become one being. The others pleasure seems to stimulate the other in new and intense ways. As one of them moaned the other did too, when he pulled out her lust for more seemed to posses him and make him drive himself into her again. As the carnal desires drove them on the intensity grew. Nothing else seemed to matter but to fulfill the others desires.
Tim strained against the constant grinding of his private within her sex that was acting on him. A feeling of complete contentment was slowly engulfing him that threatened to cause him to release his seed. The feeling was growing more and more as he shoved himself deeper into Jen. He subconsciously redoubled his speed in response attempt to increase this feeling.
Suddenly a though occurred to him, what if she got pregnant, what would we do then? This sobering thought causes him to slow down and pull all the way out. Jen squeaks questioningly at the sudden void she felt in her loins. He couldn't do it, he just couldn't! What would they do if she did get pregnant?
Jen looks over her shoulder and looks at him questioningly. Tim looks down at his penis in despair. His cock is covered and dripping wet in a mixture of pre cum and vaginal juices, and a stream of the viscous material is still connecting him with her. Looking at her again her eyes soften in understanding. Jen gives him an encouraging purr and shifts slightly giving him better access. Tim takes the hint, she didn't mind, that it would be ok.
Tim pushes back in and redoubles his mating. He hits a frantic pace and Jen squeals with delight as he get deeper and deeper. Nothing holds him back as his mating hits its zenith. With one final thrust he releases the flood of seed he had been holding back. Tim growls and Jen squeals as the tide of sperm flood her.
A warm wet feeling floods her insides as his sperm coats the walls of her womb. An intense feeling of pleasure floods her as Tim releases stream after fertile seed stream into her. She is soon filled with his sperm to the point that cum is leaking out of her and trickling down his shaft. He pulls his penis out of her abused pussy with a wet sucking sound.
Tim steps back to allow Jen to sit up on the bed. As she sits up more sperm seeps from her sex, purring deeply she rubs her sex and stomach with satisfaction. She looks up at Tim with glowing eyes and any fears he may still have had evaporate under her loving stare. Glancing down at his penis she leans forward and cleans the sexual cocktail of sperm and vaginal fluids off of it. He moans slightly and when she is done she stands up and embraces him lovingly.
He wraps his own arms around her and the two kiss. Pulling away she looks at him, her eyes full of love and says, "Whatever happens next, I'm sure we can handle it. After all, we have each other."
"Y-yes, we do." Stammers Tim. But still a small nagging thought still bothers him, would they be able to handle it?
FINALLY spring break was here! School was out for two whole weeks, nothing to do but sit back and chillax! Malls were open, sales going on, concerts playing nearby; without a doubt, THIS was the best town to be in for you graduation year.
Additionally to all the different venues, the local fair was also in town for the two weeks. Graduates had a special discounted ticket and even could get a wrist band for free rides between certain hours. As old school as the fair was, it was probably one of the most popular choices for a fun night. After all, what's more fun than cheap thrills and chills?
It was an early Saturday morning when the four friends arrived at the fair. It had opened up only a few hours ago and still people were pouring in. It was finally their year to have fun and get those oddly enough coveted wristbands. A special yearbook special even had a place to put your wristband! This year they would all buy the special and they would ALL get a specific place in the year book.
It was a big deal to get your own page in the year book at the school. Usually you'd get one only if something big had happened to you or you had done something spectacular that year. Whether it was a personal thing, or a school thing, if it was a big thing, it was enough for your own page.
Jen and Tim were the main reasons for their own pages. This was due to the fact that they both were felines. Jen had found a mysterious package on her door step. After taking out a collar of medallion from the package and putting in on she was transformed from a human male to a female cat. Sometime later Tim stole it from her and ended up being transformed himself to a feline.
It was big news in the school and an obvious choice for the personal page. All four friends had been included because they were friends with the two. Even if the main article wasn't mainly about them, it was still cool to be a part of the personal page. They had a goal to do all sorts of fun things to add to the yearbook and remember their last year; the fair was the perfect place to add some fun photos and memories.
As the four of them bought the special pass Jen made an excited trill and pointed at the bracelet. Slowly but surely more and more feline and female traits had started surfacing with Jen. Either the collar still affected her or something else altogether caused these traits to come out. Several weeks after Tim had turned into a cat himself the two had gone to the doctors for some tests. (It was later revealed that the original reason for their visit was a pregnancy test, which luckily turned out to be nothing.)
The doctors wanted to run some tests for an extended amount of time. It seemed that the estrogen levels in Jen hadn't been all that high at first, but after two months they rose considerably. The doctors associated the changes to the estrogen level.
The tests were run on both of them and interestingly Jen wasn't sexually mature when she had first changed. The "heat" she had experienced when Tim had changed was nothing more than a flash or sorts. The male presence, his "musk" and the testosterone she had taken seemed to have triggered a mini puberty.
Test revealed she was quite barren at first but after a few weeks she had started to produce eggs. Normal period cycles started to take "affect" a month later. The doctors were not sure why she was not fully matured at first but that didn't really matter. She was now a fully matured woman in every respect.
Another change was she had started developing feline traits. The first one and the most prevalent were her "trills". When someone surprised her or when she was really happy, she made a "brring" sound or "trilled". She also had become overly fond catnip, which was rather short lived. Many other traits surfaced but she had been able to restrain them. Tim was the same way and was able to restrain them as well as Jen. The only trait she still had a hard time to hold back was the trill.
The four friends were used to her odd outbursts from time to time and only laughed at her good naturedly. Jen gave a little bounce and started pulling Tim over to the closed ride. The other two only followed at a distance, leaving the couple to do as they pleased. Jarred turned to Nancy and shook his head at Jen's antics. It was obvious who ran that relationship, as overbearing as Jen could be she was still very good natured and kind. Tim was still rather quiet despite his buff exterior. But they made a cute couple; no one had anything on them.
The next several hours pass by quickly as they go from ride to ride. Jen insisted that she and Tim go in the haunted house ride. Jarred and Nancy decided to sit this one out and sat outside. From the sounds emitting from the ride it sounded pretty scary, soon though they heard yell of surprise instead of shock and fright.
Jen had taken this as an opportunity to have a bit of fun with Tim on the ride. It was quite a spectacle to see Jen literally in Tim's lap as the cart emerged from the darkness. Tim looked utterly shocked but Jen simply looked coy; and gave Tim a flirtatious nudge as they got out of their cart. The operator gave them a disapproving glare as the amorous pair left the ride.
It wasn't until they got to Jarred and Nancy that they noticed that Tim's belt and pants were partially undone. Nancy pulled Jen aside and asked what was up. Jen's excuse was it was just that time of the month. She had two period like times, one was the normal period experienced by human females the other was more of a heat. The "Heat" period usually happened right after the period. It lasted around a day, and some times more. She was able to overcome these urges though for the rest of the day.
It was around an hour later that they realized it was noon time. Jen and Tim suggested that they all separate and grab their food and meet up again at the picnic table area to eat together. This was greeted with approval by all the friends and they all left to find their food. This was actually pretty normal for them, as they all had different preferences for food. So such was their plan any time they were going to grab a bite to eat.
Nancy left Jarred at the pizza vendor to see if she could find anything else she liked. As she walked along the lane she also passed by the souvenir booths. Cheap gadgets like plastic swords and laser pointers were abundant. Cheap jewelry hung out glittering in the sunlight attracting people much the same a bug zapper attracts bugs.
Nancy never really paid much attention to the vendors till the evening. The cheap trinkets were always fun to browse through, just to see what ridiculous items you could find. Every so often though you found really neat items. Like one year Tim and Jerrod bought two plastic bb guns. The air soft guns were actually pretty good and were still in good condition. Nancy usually bought jewelry that looked cool. Metal dragons or a small vial with a grain of rice with her name written on it were always fun to get.
As Nancy traveled down the path she suddenly catches an especially glittery sheen in the corner of her eye. Almost without thinking she turns towards the light to see what it was. The light had come from a small booth that was covered with all sorts of jewelry. Nancy approached the table in awe of its contents. The small medallions had a spectacular glitter to them. Even in the sunlight they were cool to the touch and smooth as glass.
Picking up one she felt its weight and could tell that this was real quality craft. The medallions were in all sorts of shapes and sizes. Some were shaped like dragons or were simple circles with geometric designs on them. As she looked over all the different ones she freezes as she catches a glimpse of something totally un-expectant. There, off to the side, in direct sunlight so as if it would shine right into the face of people as they walked by were collars with a paw medallion.
They looked like collars at least, as a matter of fact; they looked JUST like Jen's collar! The leather thong and paw were exact replicas of hers. Walking up to the rack they were hanging from she felt the leather and the paw in turn. Jen had only recently let others touch the collar, and Nancy only last weekend had been able to handle it. The feeling of it was still fresh on her mind because it was nothing like she had ever held before. There was no doubt; these were the EXACT same thing as hers, at least in appearance.
Nancy stood there for a moment before she realized that she really wasn't altogether that alone. There in a small bed was a cat tethered to a stake in the ground. The cats' fur was the purest white Nancy had ever seen. It looked like a lump of snow, and shown in the sunlight like a diamond, never before had she seen ANYTHING that pure white.
Almost as if the cat had sensed it was being watched it lifts up its head and stares at Nancy with a brilliant pair of emerald green eyes. Nancy felt her breath catch in her throat as the cat stared at her. The eyes were almost glowing it seemed, crystal clear pools of green that bespoke an air of intelligence. Everything about this cat gave her the creeps. There was a terrible beauty about it that kinda scared her.
The cat held its gaze then let out a loud questioning mew. As the cat meowed Nancy hears scuffling and footsteps coming from the tent behind the booth. The flaps to the tent flap open and as a tall man steps out from the darkness. The man glances at the cat and then to Nancy who stood stock still, as if she thought neither cat nor person would see her if she stood as still as possible.
The man was very handsome with long brown hair and a slightly muscular build. He wore black jeans and a black shirt. His eyes were also an eerie shade of green that was very similar to his cats. His complexion though was rather pale as if he didn't get much sun. With smooth strides the man walked up to the cat and gave it a gentle stroke before turning his attention back to Nancy.
"Good afternoon ma'am. I apologize that I didn't know you were here. It seems that (Celesse, Celestyna, Estelle, Celesse, Minau, Senay, Celesta) noticed you before me and had to call me out here." The man said.
Nancy giggled a little bit at the comment but still didn't feel totally at ease. The man talked in a silky smooth voice that had a touch of ice to it. Something about his voice, cool demeanor, and appearance sent chills down her spine. The man clasped his hands together and looked around at his collection.
So, what is it that you are looking at right now? Has anything caught your fancy young lady?"
Startled out of her stupor, Nancy found her voice again and said in a shaky voice, "Oh, I was uh, just browsing really. Not sure if I will buy anything."
The man looked at her then to the collar in her hand, "I see that something did indeed catch your eye after all. That is indeed an exquisite piece you have in your hand. Most people tend to not buy these though because of the plain leather thong. But the metal quality is second to none I assure you."
Looking down she realized that she was still holding the collar, "OH! Sorry you startled me, got flustered is all." It occurred to her that she might be able to get some information if she played her cards right. Oh, this one caught my attention because I think I saw something like this before." She said in a casual tone.
The man froze for a fraction of a second before replying, "Oh? Is that so! Where have you seen one of these before?"
"A girl in my school I think. Pretty sure I saw her walking around with one around her neck. I have been wondering where she got it. Do you sell in the mall at all?"
"No. I haven't sold any here before; this is the first time I've been here."
"Really? Then do you have a magazine or something that you use to sell your items in? She might have gotten it in a mail order or something."
"Ha-ha! Sorry but I do not usually sell through any vendors, only myself."
It was obvious that he wasn't going to let on anything else. She wanted more than anything than to get information on him but couldn't. Still, she really wanted one to see if it would do anything. "What is this made out of? It's nothing like anything I've seen before!"
"It's a special kind of metal, in ancient times it was believed to hold some special powers and magicians would use it to enhance their abilities. That's what is believed or said in history books, but we have found it is easily crafted to make wonderful jewelry."
"Wow, that's so cool! So, how much do they cost?"
"Normally we sell them for a high price, but for you, being one of my very few customers, I will let you have it with a complimentary box for only $45."
"Really, thank you so much!"
"No problem, thank you for the money now just let me grab a box from the back." While she waited she looked over at the other ones and sighed a bit. Glancing over the side she noticed that the cat was still watching her carefully, as if it thought she would run off with one. A moment later the man came out with two boxes, BOTH were the exact same as Jen's. Here you are little lady, there is one in the box already, just put that one back. The second box is a new one we have; it's the claw one you see there."
"Oh! Thanks, that's really generous of you." Nancy took both boxes and opened the one with the paw in it and ran her finger over it. It then occurred to her that there was something missing after all, the runes. Jen's had some ancient language on it, these did not. Without thinking she said in a soft voice, "I guess they can't really be the same, I mean hers has some sort of ancient language on it, these don't."
This time the man really did freeze and stare at her. She didn't look directly at him, but she could see his stunned reaction. But he quickly recovered and cleared his throat before saying, "Your friend has one similar but it has runes on it?"
"Huh? Oh, yes, she does. I guess you couldn't have possibly sold her one, yours don't have that."
"Actually, I think we might have sold here once before some time ago. I'd very much like to see this necklace your friend has." The man spoke with an undertone urgency that scared her a bit.
Thinking quickly she said, "Well, uh, I haven't seen her in some time and she wasn't really a friend per say."
The man continued to look at her intently before backing off. "Oh well. You know, I think I might have something for you, here give me those two boxes, I'll be right back." Before she had a chance to say anything, he took the boxes back and returned with two more.
Here, these two have runes on them like the one your friend had. But I warn you, they might have some odd affects. After all, they ARE supposed to be magical!" he said with a wink.
Smiling back she said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine, I mean I'll just have some anti magic things to protect me."
"Ha-ha! I'm sure you will!"
When he laughed Nancy could have sworn she saw fangs, or was that her imagination? Without further ado she thanked him for his kindness she quickly walked away. She could feel his eyes follow her all the way down the street before she turned the corner. When she got out of sight she broke off into a run. All thoughts of food were forgotten, all that mattered was she needed to tell her friends what she found out. And to warn them, she had a sinking feeling that she had let on more than she and intended to. The fact he changed the collars was all the proof she needed. They needed to get out of there, and no matter what, she mustn't put on the collars.