The Jaguar's Kiss
I've had this story in mind for a while now, and I finally finished it. This is the idea I based my Tasha And Friends artwork on. Tasha's is a plain, unattractive zoo employee who finds herself kissed by one of the jaguar's. This has the odd effect of turning her into a stripper bodied anthro jaguar, and as soon as she spies some guys it's time to get her primal on. This story turned out better then I thought it would, keeping a brisk pace and being just fun as shy little lonely Tasha rapidly turns into a wild naked beast woman. Please comment if you like this story.
THE JAGUAR' **S**
KISS
By Hardcover
"I could not persuade myself that the men and women I met were not also another Beast People, animals half wrought into the outward image of human souls, and that they would presently begin to revert,-to show first this bestial mark and then that."
--H.G. Wells
The Island Of Doctor Moreau
It all began with the jaguar's kiss.
I had only begun working at the world famous Morrow's Zoo And Wildlife Preserve a few weeks ago, having been hired there after my previous job at the city zoo had been lost when that zoo closed down due to tax cuts. I was surprised when I was hired right away, but delighted as well, as many of the animals that I had known and worked with had been transferred to this privately owned zoo when the city one had shut down. The Morrow Zoo is one of the largest and most well respected zoos in the country, famous for its selection and expert care of its animals. There were no undersized habitats here for the animals like there were in other zoos; this was what zoos should be like, in my opinion.
Behind the sprawling zoo itself was the Morrow Wildlife Preserve, a huge wide area consisting of deep forested areas and a large valley through which a river ran that was cut off from all but the most trusted of employees. While the zoo was for the general public, the preserve was for the animals entirely. Needless to say, I'd never been in there as a new hire.
My name is Natasha Simone, and I'm twenty five years old. Most people call me Tasha. I would like to tell you that with my exotic sounding name, I was some kind of mysterious sensual beauty with a lovely face and a killer body, but that . . . wasn't the truth. In fact, I was rather plain and unappealing. I was small, barely at the five foot mark, and possessed of a bland and uninteresting set of facial features. My eyes were hidden behind large round glasses that were so strong they made my eyes seem twice as large, giving me a ridiculous bug eyed appearance. I had blond hair but it was stringy and unmanageable, and I usually kept it tied up and under my hat when I worked.
My body was no better: I was tiny with flabby arms and legs. I had barely any breasts to speak of, and could easily have shopped for bras in the preteen section. My hips were also non-existent, bearing only a cursory curve to them. On the other hand, my stomach was a little pudgy and if you'd ever seen me naked, which you really didn't want to do, you'd have thought I was a few months pregnant.
I tried to tell myself that I didn't care, that I didn't want to be like all those pretty girls on TV, but that wasn't the truth. The truth was, I wanted to be beautiful, to be sensual and seductive, but it was not to be. In truth, due in no small part to my appearance, I was dreadfully shy. I had a hard time relating to other people and as such felt more comfortable around the animals that I worked with. At least they didn't seem to want to make fun of me all the time.
Naturally, I had never had a boyfriend and was still a virgin. I tried to tell myself that I was saving myself for the right guy, but the cliché didn't really fool anyone, least of all me.
It was early morning, a few hours before the zoo opened for business. I was making my rounds, checking the pumps that sent fresh water into the animal's cages for them to drink. The zoo was a huge sprawling complex, and I was just now finally fully familiar with where everything was. I was in the part of the zoo that was one of my favorites, the big cat section.
I was dressed in my usual zoo uniform: A tan button up shirt and matching pants, good solid work boots and a brown baseball cap with the zoo logo on it.
Off to the side I could see the high fence and large thick trees that blocked off the preserve. I had never seen inside the area, not once since I had been there. I turned my attention to the Jaguar habitat, opening the iron door that led in through the back and walking into the area. It might seen silly to walk in by myself, but the animals, not even the big cats or the hyenas, never threatened or attacked me. It was like they could sense I was their friend.
I was in a pretty good mood, singing some Tom Jones to myself as I walked into the cage, "What's new pussycat? Woah Woah Woah."
From out of the provided foliage, Toka came slinking out. Toka was not one of the animals I knew from the old zoo, but I had quickly developed a rapport with him. He was a most magnificent jaguar, his lean muscular body moved across the ground with the assurance of a cat. His orange fur was speckled by the intricate spots all along his body. His green eyes glanced out with power and passion. It was easy to see why the Aztecs and the Mayans held these animals in such high regard. He chuffed at the air, sniffing as he recognized me.
I suppose most people would be scared to be in a cage alone with a powerful cat like Toka. But I never was, I had a rapport with him, with all the cats really, and I knew he wouldn't hurt me deliberately.
"Hi, Toka." I said affectionately, and then sang, "You're so thrilling, and I'm so willing to care for you. So go and make up your cute little pussycat face!"
I hand my hands behind my back and I leaned over, bobbing my head up and down as I sang. Toka raised his head up and bobbed it up and down, imitating my motions. I rubbed his head affectionately and then went over and looked at the pump's gages. All seemed to be normal. I turned over to the artificial lake and crouched down; pulling out a few instruments to test the water to make sure it was clean for the animals. As I checked my readings, I heard Toka approach the pool from my right. I expected he wanted a drink, but I would have to shoo him away until I was sure it was good for him.
I turned say something, or to pet him to distract him, and suddenly I found him right in front of me. With no warning, he shoved him mouth on mine and exhaled into me with a powerful whoosh of his lungs. He moved his mouth a little on mine and then licked my face, his tongue slipping between my lips a little. He then stepped back and looked at me with rather self satisfied expression on his feline face.
I felt my face go completely hot and flushed absolutely crimson. Oh my god, Toka had just kissed me. I sat there stunned as Toka turned away and slinked off to the far side of the cage. I couldn't even move I was so embarrassed.
And then I had sinking feeling in the pit of my belly: That had been my first kiss.
Sighing despondently, and still a bright red color, I got up and left the habitat to move on to the next one. Before I even got to the door, I realized my body felt weirdly hot. Was I coming down with something, I wondered? I looked back at Toka and saw him staring at me with those intense green eyes. He looked almost like he was expecting something. I left the habitat, closing and locking the door behind me. As I began to move on to the next habitat, I started to feel dizzy.
I looked around for some help and realized I was all alone except for the animals. Instead of going to the cheetah habitat, I headed off towards the infirmary instead. As I went, I passed through a small rest area fro the visitors. I was like a mini park, with a grass area and benches, and a huge fountain running right in the middle the filled the area with the soothing sounds of water. As I walked through, I began to stumble and stagger, weaving back and forth as my dizziness got worse. I pushed my way though the area, walking on the grass. My vision was blurring and I was starting to panic. I was burning up all over and a strange tingling was going on in my crotch. A blissful euphoria was flowing though my body, a strange high feeling that both made me feel good but terrified me at the same time as something was very wrong.
I let out a cry as my body seemed to contract, my arms and legs spasming uncontrollably. I tried to keep my balance but I fell over onto my hands and knees. I twisted, moaning as my body seemed to be on fire, burning up all over. God, I was so hot, hot from deep inside. Tingling ran up and down my skin and between my legs. My breathes were coming out in deep heaves as I tried to stand up but failed.
My mind seemed to fog over as pleasurable feelings rolled all over me. Once, I had tried smoking pot, and this was something similar, except that my body wouldn't stop twisting and convulsing. I moaned and cried out as the strange spasms continued, as I sat there on the grass on my hands and knees. I crawled forward a little bit, trying to find some help, but there didn't seem to be anyone around, at least no one human.
Suddenly, I began to feel a tightness painfully gripping my limbs and torso, as if something was wrapping around my body and digging into the skin. I grunted and tried to twist whatever it was off. With sudden surprise, I realized it was my clothes. My clothes were shrinking somehow. I had to get somewhere private; somewhere I could take these off before the suffocated. I still couldn't stand and I crawled forward on my hands and knees, like a child playing doggie, but I couldn't make it very far. The material was digging into my skin, and I heard seams begin to rip.
It was then that I looked down at my hands and realized with horror my mistake: My clothes weren't shrinking; I was getting bigger!
I screamed, but the scream turned into a moan of pleasure as more of these good feelings flooded through me. The buttons on my shirt popped off comically as my expanding chest pushed through. The seams at my shoulders ripped and tore and soon the same thing was happening down the sides of my top. It was soon nothing more the torn rags that slipped down my arms to the ground.
The buckled on my belt ruptured and popped off, imbedding itself in the ground, the button popping off as well and the zipper opening. The seams along the sides pulled apart as my hips seemed not only to grow, but to round and expand as well. I groaned and twisted my body as my pants fell away, leaving me in just my underwear. I looked down and I could see tiny yellowish orange hairs growing out of my skin. Panic shook me, but my fuzzy mind, addled with the strange pleasure I was feeling in the change, could do nothing.
At the base of my spine, I felt the peculiar feeling of my skin growing out and expanding. The straps of my undersized bra and the sides of my panties dug painfully into my sides. I shook as spasms racked my form head to toe. The thin delicate material of my panties didn't last long, ripping on both sides as my hips and butt expanded. They fluttered away, leaving me completely bottomless. I blushed, realizing that anyone coming up behind me was going to get a good look at my naughty parts. Behind me, the strange tendril of flesh continued to grow outward. My pussy, I realized, was soaking wet, aroused by the strange pleasurable feelings.
As I continued to get bigger, the straps of my bra bit painfully into my skin. All over me, the strange hairs were growing, sending prickling sensations all over my skin. I yelped in pain as the bra dug into me. Gripping it with one hand, I suddenly, with a strength I'd never had before, tore the brassiere from my body, stripping myself completely naked except for my shoes, which also felt painfully small on me. Huge breasts dropped beneath me, D cups at least. How the hell had my tiny boobs gotten this big?
As the hair spread out and covered more and more of my body, I realized that some patches of it were black. With a start, I knew it wasn't just hair; it was fur. I felt my feet spreading out and stretching. There was a loud popping sound as my shoes separated from their souls. My toes thickened and spread out, and my feet began to elongate, the heels rising up and back. Irritated, I kicked the remainder of my shoes and socks off. There was now nothing covering my naked body. Nothing, that is, except the steadily spreading fur.
My ears started to swell and rise up my head, getting bigger and bigger. My blonde hair spilled down my shoulders, fuller and silkier then it ever had been before. I closed my eyes and waves of pleasure flowed over me. I had seen that the black patches of fur had begun to form spots; spots I recognized as the distinctive pattern of a jaguar. And I realized that the thing growing out of my behind could only be a tail.
All over my body, I felt my skin move and pulse as it changed. The tail grew longer and longer. My feet changed, becoming the unmistakable double kneed legs of an animal, the powerful hind legs of a jaguar. The fur was almost completely covering my body now, coming in with pleasant tingles.
My eyes flew open as my jaw and nose began to expand outward, pushing forward and forming a feline maw. The force of it pushed my glasses off my face and then fell to the ground. I started to reach for them, but then found that I no longer needed them: The world around me looked crystal clear and highly defined in ways I had never perceived before. I yelped as my teeth thickened and grew, my canine teeth expanding and my regular teeth forming points. As my maw expanded and my tail finished its growth, the fur now completely covered my body.
My pussy was dripping, my clit swollen as waves of euphoria and bliss washed all over me. As my transformation completed, I felt an amazing surge of pleasure and exploded with the most powerful orgasm I had ever felt up to that point. I opened my mouth to cry out, but shuddered when instead I made the unmistakable roar of a jaguar.
Naked on all fours like an animal, I trembled and panted, catching my breath. My mind was doing summer saults; it didn't want to believe what had just happened to me. I couldn't accept it; this wasn't in the realm of possibility: People couldn't actually become animals. With trepidation, I looked at my hands. They were covered in fur, and the fingers were tipped with long curved claws, but they were still the hands of a human being. Well, that was something.
I pushed myself to me feet and found I could stand up, the spread out toes of my reshaped feet (I didn't want to think of them as paws just yet) supported my weight fine, although it was awkward walking on them at first. Feeling panic rise in me, I staggered over to a small fountain in the center of the rest area and looked at my reflection.
I was definitely a jaguar, but not completely: My body was still in the shape of a human's, for the most part. But it definitely wasn't my body! I now had long luscious legs, round curved hips and buttocks, and slender waist, large firm breasts, and full silky long blonde hair. It looked like the body of a stripper or a porn star, screaming sensuousness. I was much taller too, at least six feet or so.
But I was covered head to toe in fur. Black and orange fur covered most of my body, but swath of off white fur started at my chin, ran down my chest, over my boobs and ended at my crotch. Not only was the hair on my head blonde still, but so was my pubic hair, which sat above my vagina mingling with the fur. My long tail swished back and forth behind me, and my wide spread feet were tipped with nasty looking curved claws like my hands. When I flexed the muscles in my hands, however, I found I could withdraw the claws into my fingers.
My face was definitely that of a Jaguar, with the long distinctively feline maw and large rounded ears over my head. Not to mention those intense light green feline eyes. I saw that I even had whiskers. The only parts of me that weren't covered with fur seemed to be my naughty ones. My nipples, now larger and puffier then they had been before were free of hair and clearly visible, as was my vagina, which was clearly in sight under my pubic hair.
I felt like I was going to pass out, I had become some kind of jaguar human hybrid. How was this possible? How had it even happened? The only thing I could think of was Toka's kiss, that somehow Toka had done this to me. But how? Was it deliberate? I had no way of knowing. And why did this feel so good, so right? In spite of myself, I felt like I enjoyed what I had become, like I was somehow meant to be this way.
I started to panic, I needed to get help. But who would I go to? I'd probably end up as the subject of some kind of experiment, locked away somewhere while they ran endless tests. I knew I couldn't be locked up like that. I needed space, I needed to be outside. I knew that in my gut. But what could I do? What could I do?
My blood froze as I heard the approaching sounds of voices. It wasn't staff either, and with dismay I realized the zoo had opened, and I was about to get surrounded by mobs of visitors. I looked around for somewhere to hide, but saw none. There was only one place to go: Over the wall and into the preserve where the guests weren't allowed.
I took off running, covering the distance in half the time on my powerful new legs and then found to my amazement that my lithe and strong new body could easily vault me over the high fence in one leap, gripping the top and swinging myself over athletically, landing on my hands and feet with sure footedness of a cat. On the other side of the barrier, there was a thick forest of trees. On pure instinct, I took off into the sheltering shadows of the trees, running on all fours with dexterity and power. All around me the world exploded in sensations: sights, sounds and smells, never so vivid before to me as they were now. I ran, leaping between the trunks, energized by my new condition. My strong, agile new limbs propelled me forward, and I felt as rush as I ran on. I hand never felt so vital, so alive.
I finally scampered up a tree and onto a long hanging branch. I looked around myself, my chest rising and falling as I was breathing hard. I tried to take stock of my situation. I looked down at myself; my body shape was now incredible. To tell you the truth, this was the kind of body I had always secretly wanted. Like most women in the modern world, I had pretended to have no interest in sex, concealing my loneliness in an illusion of frigidity. But secretly, I had envied women with the body shape I had now.
Although I would never have admitted it to anyone, for fear of the hissed 'slut' label that we women brand each other with and the mere hint of sexuality in another, I did watch porn. Quite a bit of it, actually, and I always found myself envying the brazen, uninhibited women in the videos. I had that kind of body now, the kind that strippers had when they shamelessly wrapped their naked forms around poles to the delight of an entranced audience. The kind of body porn stars had when they boldly spread their legs to writhe in pleasure. I wondered if now, men would find me of interest.
No, they'd run away screaming, I was a fuck'n jaguar.
I sighed, looking around me. I didn't know what to do or where to go. I could probably hide out indefinitely here in the preserve, but what would I do for food?
I could hunt, a small voice inside me said.
But an even larger voice inside me still would rather go to Taco Bell. And what about the rest of my life? If I stayed in here I'd miss all my favorite shows (god forbid I should miss Dexter). No, as wild and free as I felt, I didn't quite have the mind of a primal savage. Not yet anyways.
I ran my hand over my soft short fur, looking at the patterns of black spots on my arms. Almost hesitantly, I touched my breasts. My body responded instantly with a little thrill. They were soft and large, pleasant to the touch; the kind of boobs guys loved to play with. And let's face it, girls too. My tail was swishing back and forth lazily behind me, just like what I was: A cat. Glancing around myself at the thick, dense forested area, I took in my new perceptions of the world. Everything looked clear and well defined, the colors richer and more vibrant then they had been before. I knew, as Jaguar's were nocturnal, that I know could see in the dark. My sensitive ears picked up the endless sound of the forest, I could even hear a small rabbit (I resisted the urge to start stalking it) moving through the brush. Scents and smells assailed my wide large nose as I sniffed the air.
Suddenly, I caught a scent that demanded my attention.
At first, I had no idea what it was. Just that it was pleasant and irresistible. It tugged at the very fiber of my being. Instinctively, I began to know what it was that I smelled: Males. Tingling ran up and down my body, my nipples got hard as I inhaled the scent. I knew my pussy was getting moist and ready just by smelling the pheromones or whatever it was about them I had picked up. I made a half hearted attempt at resisting the animal urges, but in the end I leapt from the tree and dashed off in the direction of the smell, at first on two feet, then on all fours.
Sniffing low to the ground, I followed the trail. It was like I was in heat or something. I had been horny before, of course. Oh god, I didn't know how many lonely nights my vibrator Mr. Bumpy had gotten me through, but this was something different: Like my desire was burning like a fire in my belly. I arrived at the area where the scent was strongest, pushed along by my powerful limps. As a jaguar, I was an ambush predator, not built for speed like a cheetah or a leopard, but I was still able to move faster with my new form. The place was surrounded by thick brush, and I pushed through it cautiously, peering out from the concealment of the foliage. There, in a clearing, I saw them.
My mouth dropped open: They were like me! Hybrids!
They weren't jaguars, but they were big cats; mountain lions to be precise. I felt a weird sense of pride that I was the bigger, more powerful cat. To my surprise, they were both dressed in Morrow Zoo maintenance worker overalls and baseball caps, and seemed to be finishing up servicing an electrical line that led somewhere in the preserve. I couldn't imagine what the line would be for inside the preserve but it had to have its purpose. They were packing up their tools and talking to each other.
My crotch was on fire and I was dripping fluid down my legs. I had never been comfortable talking to men before, but I eyed them with a predatory lust. One of them had his hat on backwards and talked like he was in a hip hop video, though I got the impression from his voice that, assuming he used to be human like me, he was white. The other one seemed to have an emo hair style, black with streaks of red through it. They were both covered in tan fur with a swath of white down their chests. My now keen eyes dropped down to the bulge in the front of their overalls. I licked my lips hungrily, a shiver going through me.
"So I sez to her 'Baby, you could melt all this ice cream'." The first one said with the ball cap on backwards.
"No kidding," said the other, "What'd she say?"
"Who cares, the point is, she's coming over tonight, and I'd tap that shit fer sure."
The other laughed, "You never get tired of a mink."
My chest was heaving as my breaths got deeper, watching these two. I knew I wanted them, and I knew I resented whoever that mink was. I looked them over, not sure what to do. I still felt shy, but my body's needs were overriding it. Before I even knew what I was doing, I was crawling out of the bushes and crossing to them. At first, they didn't notice me, engrossed en their conversation about this sexy mink, whose name, apparently, was Felicia. Well, tough shit, Felicia, I got here first. It was an almost primal instinct of territoriality, almost predatory in how I felt.
It was not in my nature to be this bold, hell I'd never even attempted to ask a guy out, but this new body with its huge boobs and curvy thighs seemed to drive me on. I realized that as I walked I was swinging my hips sexily back and forth. My tail swished back and forth behind me as I moved forward naked.
The emo one noticed me first. Getting closer I could see the cougar had everything on his face pierced through his tan fur. His green eyes lit up as he saw me, and he tapped his companion on the shoulder and pointed me out to him. The other one's tail shot up strait in the air as he saw me coming over.
"Woah!" He exclaimed, "Wazzup, tiger lily?"
"Hi." I said, my voice coming out in a sultry purr, "I'm Tasha."
I couldn't believe what I was doing; I was standing here completely naked in front of these two guys. Hell, I usually didn't like being in a public shower with other women, but now I was unashamed and turned on by it. I could feel their eyes all over me, running up and down my furry body, as if they were caressing me without touching me. I shivered as my pussy tingled pleasantly.
The hip hop cougar said, "I'm Craig, and this is my homey Devon."
"Hi, boys." I said, the simple words coming out of my mouth dripping with slutty inferences.
"Whatchu doin' out here all by your lonesome, beautiful?" Craig asked me.
Beautiful? Did he just call me beautiful? He did! He called me beautiful! I had never been called beautiful, not even pretty, not by anyone, ever in my whole life. I blushed up and down, bashfully looking down at my feet. But my body, energized as it was, spurred me on. I looked up at him, and felt a rumbling in my belly and chest. I realized I was purring, purring like a kitten. Or maybe a cat in heat.
"I'm not alone." I teased, "I've got you two guys to protect me."
I suppose, with those nasty curled claws on my fingers and toes, I didn't actually need these two to protect me. But what you need and what you want are two different things. I was feeling bold and brazen; the tingling between my legs would not be ignored. My tail moved back and forth as I got closer to them, inhaling their alluring musk. Sure, these guys seemed like a couple of dorks, but I could see the outline of well toned bodies under their clothes. Call me shallow, but that was all that mattered at the time. Plus, they were big cats. I love big cats, and now that I was one, the feline grace and power of these two mountain lions attracted me in a totally new, more sensuous and sexual way.
"I think she's new, I've never seen her before." Devon told Craig and then turned to me, "How long ago did you change?"
"About fifteen minutes ago," I answered honestly, and then added, "Is that a problem?"
"No, baby." Craig said, getting closer to her himself, "That's ain't no problem. Not when youz a fine looking little lady like you."
Again, I blushed, but I was on fire. I knew I had to have them. What was happening to me, I was never this bold and this forward? The one time in high school I thought a boy might have liked me I ran away from him and avoided him for weeks. But now I couldn't stop myself, I wanted them both and I meant to have them as my transformed body urged me foreword.
"I think she's in heat." Devon grinned, getting closer to me himself.
Yeah, I think that was true. I couldn't remember a time when I had been this turned on or this horny. The fur on my body seemed to be standing up on end.
"Will you guys stay with me and protect me?" I cooed moving up to them.
The both nodded.
"Will you both help me get used to my new body?" I asked, putting my hands on their broad shoulders.
They both nodded again.
"Will you kiss me?" I breathed leaning in close.
They didn't need to nod. Devon took me in his arms, wrapping them around my waist and pulling me close to his body. I shivered as I felt the closeness of his form and the heat from his body next to mine. As he leaned down, I close my eyes and put my arms around his neck. Our maws met and we kissed. I melted into his arms, our lips moving together. His whiskers tickled me a little, but in a pleasant way. I pushed my naked body closer to him, my tail standing out almost strait, my ears pushed back against my head. I had never kissed anyone, not unless you counted Toka, and never so deeply.
We broke the kiss and I turned over to Craig. They didn't seem to mind sharing me. Putting my arms around his waist, he brought me to him and planted one on my lips. We kissed, and I felt his tongue slip into my mouth. I trembled at the naughtiness of the act, and responded in kind. My tongue entered his mouth, probing over his long sharp teeth, which I found so sexy all of a sudden.
Behind me, I felt Devon's hands caress my back and shoulders, squeezing my butt a little bit in a bold manner and stroking my tail. I continued making out with Craig, feeling happier then I'd been in a long time. Brazenly, I reached down and ran my hand over his crotch. I felt him getting hard under my touch, and my pussy juiced in pleasure. He was hard, hard for me. For me! I shuddered with delight at the thought.
When the kiss broke, I grabbed Craig's overalls and pulled them apart, pulling the zipper down.
"Take this shit off." I said, "We're animals, we should be naked."
"I heard that." Craig replied, grinning and peeling off his clothes.
Devon was doing the same; I licked my lips as their nude bodies began to be revealed in all their furry glory. Like me, they had a swath of white fur running from their fronts from heir chins to their crotches. They were basically human shaped with mountain lion traits like their ears and their maws, not to mention their long thin tails that swished delightfully behind them. Tan fur covered all the rest of their bodies, although they had human hair on their heads, again, just like me. Devon had both his nipples pierced, which like mine were completely furless.
When they took off their underwear my whole body trembled, there they were what I wanted: Their cocks. Like most animals, their dicks were in a furry sheath that also covered their balls. However, they were both hard and stiff and out of their sheaths now. To my surprise, they were actually shaped like a human penis, except that they were colored a deep red shade. They were both fairly big, although my sole viewing of human cocks came from porn so I had nothing real to compare them to.
"You like, baby doll?" Craig asked.
"Mmmm." I cooed, staring at them sluttily.
I touched Craig's chest and then leg my hand slide down his body and finally took his cock in my hands. I shivered as I felt the touch of it under my fingers. I made sure my claws were retracted, and then I began to masturbate him, moving my hand up and down on his stiff penis. I had never beaten a guy off before, but I found I sort of liked it. I found pleasure in giving him pleasure so to speak. Devon came up beside me and placed my other hand on his own dick. Using both hands, I began to jack both of them off as I kissed each one in turn.
I felt pure animal instinct guiding me. Perhaps that was appropriate; after all, that's what I was now: A naked horny animal. Feeling the soft flesh of their manhood in each hand, I suddenly knew I had to have it in my mouth.
I sank to my knees between them, submissively. I supposed it's probably strange that I could feel so powerful as a jaguar, an animal that screams power, and still find myself being submissive. All I can say is I can't help what I like. I still had each cock in my hand, and I went to Devon's first. Obviously, if I hadn't ever jacked a guy off before, I had never given head either. What I started doing, was simply imitating the girls in the videos I'd seen, with an extra bit of caution regarding my large teeth. I licked and sucked them each in turn, taking their dicks deep in my mouth. Just like the girls in the videos.
Yeah, just like them. For the first time in my life, I was just like those sexy slutty little porn stars that I had secretly envied. I blushed at the thought of what I was doing, but I had no desire to stop, their dicks felt so good in my mouth. I sucked them, slurping on their manhood, listening to the groans they made as I did. They ran their hands through my hair affectionately as I bobbed my head back and forth.
Devon eventually pushed me down on my back in the grass. He spread my legs, pushing them out and open as far as they would go. I flushed crimson under my fur as I was exposed in the most pornographic position possible. But I liked it; I liked their eyes all over my naked body and between my legs at my dripping wet pussy.
"Oh, that's pretty." Devon mused.
"Thanks." I said, sheepishly, and then "Oh!"
He hand gently pressed his fingers on my vagina, rubbing my clit a little and teasing the lips. I licked my maw as tingles ran up my body. My nipples were hard and my crotch wet. Devon began kissing my legs and the inside of my thighs. My chest rose and fell as I became more and more aroused by the proximity of his maw to my pussy. Finally, after teasing me for a while, he put his head between my legs and began to suck and lick at my pussy, slipping his wide feline tongue inside my snatch in a way a human probably never could. I moaned and closed my eyes as he sucked on my clit and fingered my pussy lips, slipping them inside me and moving them in and out.
He was good at this, even I could tell. I wondered how many girls he had made squeal and beg for more to get this good.
As he tongued me and kissed my pussy, Craig kissed my lips and then offered me his penis again. I gleefully and obediently took the large red organ back in my mouth and started sucking him off, my body twisting lightly as Devon licked and fingered me. I felt almost delirious I was so turned on, my mind swimming in euphoria and pleasure. The cock felt so good in my mouth and the tongue on my slit that I knew, just knew, I would do whatever they wanted, anything at all.
Maybe the more perverted the better.
No sooner had I thought that then Devon pushed a finger into my asshole, lightly penetrating, making me yelp.
"Oh, that's so nasty." I breathed.
"I think you like it." Devon winked at me from between my legs.
"Mmmm . . . I think I do." I cooed.
I knew it was pretty perverted to let him do that to me, but I knew also that I was not going to fight them; I was going to submit to their every desire. And I knew I liked it that way. My body was on fire and I felt more alive then I ever had. It was something of the beast in me, of the shameless animal I had become. I felt free, free of guilt and shame, and able to unleash my poor caged libido in whatever way I could think of, in ways I had only dreamed of before.
Devon rose up and crawled over my body, moving forward with those graceful feline motions. As his face came up to meet mine, his penis hovered oh so tantalizingly above my sex, teasingly brushing against it, making me twist a little with desire. He kissed me, letting his maw touch my mouth and slipping his tongue down my throat. I returned his kisses joyfully. Now I fully enjoyed our soft furry bodies, the feeling of which had to be more enticing then smooth skin.
I, uh . . . eh heh heh, have to admit here that with Devon's mouth and Craig's cock right in front of my face, I kinda might have sorta tried to get Devon to suck on Craig a little. It didn't happen because apparently Craig ". . . don't roll dat way."
Devon nuzzled my neck and gripped his cock with one of his hands. He poised it over my waiting, wet vagina. I opened my legs wider and raised my hips to him.
"Please, put it in me." I begged him.
He kissed me once, and then pressed his erection home. I let out a long moan and arched my back; closing my eyes as I was penetrated for the first time by something that didn't require batteries. I squirmed and wrapped my arms around his back as he began to thrust his hips, moving in and out of me. Honestly, since I'd been using . . . ah . . . artificial means to satisfy myself, I had popped my own cherry a long time ago. Pretty embarrassing, huh? But because of that, there was no pain, and no blood. So these guys didn't really know they were taking my virginity. Of course, I was gladly giving it up to them, so it was all good. In fact, I was now happy to be rid of it.
"Oh! Oh! Take me!" I cried.
I reached over and pulled Craig to me, taking his dick back in my mouth, sucking him lovingly and bobbing my head on his cock while I thrust my hips and undulated under Devon. This felt good, really good. I had never realized that sex was this pleasurable, this intense. Maybe it was just the changes in my body, but I was experiencing sensations I never had with ol' Mr. Bumpy (my vibrator for those slower on the uptake). Our fur rubbed against each other while he kissed and nuzzled my neck. My body trembled with each thrust of his hips, he definitely know how to use that thing.
This actually felt kind of natural, to be out here in the wilderness, naked and mating like the animals we partially were. I think this must be how nudists feel, at least a bit. I abandoned myself gleefully to my drives, enjoying the sex with all the predictable joy of someone who'd never actually had it before.
Eventually, Devon stopped and moved away, letting Craig come over in his place. There was a strange naughty thrill in the idea that they were sharing me with each other.
Craig told me, "Lemme show ya' a better way."
He rolled me over on my stomach, and I just let him, anxious to find out what he had in mind. He pulled me up on all fours and I realized he was going to do me from behind doggy style. My body shivered with excitement: I was going to be mounted! Mounted like the wild animal I had become. I looked over my shoulder at him, by body squirming with anticipation. My tail flicked automatically over to the side as I wiggled my butt, signaling that I was ready for him.
He got up behind me and pushed himself into me. I moaned and growled, rocking my body as he started to fuck me. Devon was kneeling right in front of me, and I took him in my mouth, sucking his cock, deliriously happy to be getting it from both ends at once. I slurped on Devon's big dick while Craig screwed my hard, reaching around me and rubbing my fur covered boobs, squeezing and caressing them lovingly.
"Oh man, she's hotter then a three peckered goat!" Craig breathed.
I'm absolutely sure this guy used to be white before he was a mountain lion.
I writhed with his cock in me, moaning and twisting my body, sucking hungrily on Devon's manhood. My body was a mass of electric tingles, alive and on fire in ways it never had been before. For the first time in my live, I felt I was LIVING. I rocked back and forth, pleasure addling my mind and instinct driving me forward.
"Wow, looks like she loves it." Devon said running a hand through my hair.
"Oh! I do love it! I do I do I do I do!" I cried, probably sounding ridiculously like the Cowardly Lion, "Oh do whatever you want to me, I'll do whatever you want!"
"Oh really?" Craig raised his eyebrows.
"Yes!" I declared, "Take me, make do whatever perverted thing your hearts desire."
Not exactly the smartest thing to say, I know, but I was operating all on instinct. Craig pulled out of me and rubbed his cock against my naughty parts. He gripped the base of my tail and pulled it upwards. Too late, I realized what he wanted to do.
"No! Wait!" I started to protest.
But he had already placed his cock against my asshole and shoved it in. I yelped and let out a loud shrieking growl as a stabbing pain thrust though my body. I clenched my massive teeth together and my ears folded back on my head. I popped my claws and dug into the ground, rocking back and forth as Craig sodomized me. He was thrusting in and out of my ass, and I grunted and took it. I don't know why it didn't occur to me to say something or just shove him back, but I gritted my teeth and took up the ass like a good little kitten.
Perhaps it was the alteration to my body, or maybe it was all the anal fingering Devon did, but the pain began to rapidly subside as my body got used to this new method of ingress.
"Dude!" Devon cried alarmed, "I don't think she's ever done that before! Stop it, Craig, you're hurting her!"
"No! Don't stop!" I cried out, "Give me more! Deeper!"
Yes, as strange as it may sound, I was starting to enjoy it. My body relaxed and I began to rock back and forth with his thrusts. My breasts swung under me like pendulums and I began to moan and groan as something deep within me rose to the occasion. With the pain gone, it started to feel good, really good, to have him up my ass. I moaned and growled in pleasure, retracting my claws and letting one hand go between my legs and rub my pussy.
I licked at Devon cock gleefully and playfully, enjoying the offered organ. I knew this was submissive and perverse, but I didn't care, I liked it. Again it made me feel wild and unhinged, like I was primal and of the jungle, all beast all animal. I groaned, feeling the pleasure of having his prick up in my most forbidden area. The knowledge of what I was doing, how nasty and naughty it was, was like an aphrodisiac in and of itself. I just wanted more and more.
"Waddaya know?" Devon smiled down at me, "I think you like it in the butt."
I grinned up at him with my eyes sparkling, "I do. I do like it up the butt."
"Hell yeah!" Craig puffed, "Our little Tasha like it up the shitter."
"Ew!" I grimaced, "Please don't say it like that."
Talk about a mood killer. But I ignored him and kept rubbing my clit, my loins were completely on fire and my body cried out for more. My libido was un-caged and all the naughty little scenarios I'd dreamed up when I was alone late at night were coming to the fore. I twisted and moaned, growling savagely and chuffing with each thrust, my wide jaguar's tongue lapping at Devon's tasty penis.
"Damn, baby." Craig said, "You really do like this."
I looked at him over my shoulder and grinned at him, "You should try this."
"No way!" He protested, "I tol' you . . ."
"I know, I know, 'Craig don't roll dat way.'" I rolled my eyes.
Well, you can't blame a girl for trying.
This was turning into one great big experiment, with my inhibitions pretty much toast by now, I was living out fantasies I'd never been able too as mousey little human girl. In fact, having two guys at once had always been one those secret wishes that I could only tell Mr. Bumpy. As I found myself opening up to all these drives and impulses, I got another, very naughty and very wicked idea. I just couldn't help but try it.
When I whispered to the guys what I wanted to do they both agreed readily. Crag pulled out of me and stood up. I got up on my feet, and felt Craig's hands reach around my body and run up and down the front squeezing my breasts gently. Devon got down on his back in the grass, holding his cock strait up with one hand.
I got over him with my feet on both sides, facing his feet and lowered myself down on him. In doing so, I accidently smacked his face with my tail, but not very hard and he didn't seem to care. I spread my legs wide and reached down and gripped his penis, guiding it back into my ass while Craig stood in front of us, jerking himself. I moaned and growled as my butt was penetrated again, and then I leaned back on my hands as Devon began to move in and out, fucking me. Once I had my balance, I lay all the way back on him, my legs spread as far as I could get them.
When left my pussy totally open for Craig, who promptly filled it with his awesome dick. Yes, double penetration was one of those secret fantasies that I'd never gotten to try. I gasped and roared as I felt the two cocks slip inside both my holes. The guys began to fuck me, moving in and out and pressing their bodies against mine. I writhed between their furry bodies, rubbing my own against them and moaning incomprehensibly at the feeling rushing though me.
This rocked! Having two cocks inside me at once! I wondered if that made me a slut, but then dismissed it. I was an animal, and an animal shouldn't worry about that. I wiggled in between them as they fucked me, our moans filling the forest. My naked breasts rubbed against Craig's chest as he leaned down and kissed my lips, letting his tongue slip into my mouth. I kissed him back, running my hands over his furry sides. His tail danced back and forth above it in a rather cute manner. His ears were folded back on his head as he screwed me, and mine were doing the same.
Alone in my bedroom, watching porn I had often envied the women who seemed so free, so uninhibited and able to explore their lusts with whomever they chose. Whatever they were like in reality; in the videos that had seemed so beautiful and vibrant: So ALIVE with lust and energy. Now, I felt like I was one of them, but one of them for real, not faking it. Naked and unashamed I felt so much like the beast of the wild, free and untamed, living on my terms. I threw my head back joyfully and moaned as the two guy's drilled me good, sending my body into jerks of pleasure.
I could feel the pleasure building within me, coming up from deep between my legs and gripped Craig's back, being careful not to pop my claws, and began to loudly.
"Oh! Ah! I'm cumming! I'm gonna cum!" I moaned.
Waves of pleasure washed over me as I climaxed. I writhed in delight between to two furry men and let out a loud shrieking roar, the distinctive roar of a jaguar. My body shook and trembled as I came much harder then I ever had with my hands or Mr. Bumpy. Something about the fact that there was no longer any shame or remorse in what I was doing allowed my body to open up and respond so much more vigorously then it eve had before.
Once the orgasm finally subsided, I wound up on my knees sucking off Craig and Devon in turn. Again I found myself enjoying a submissive position. Maybe I just liked to be told what to do? No, it was more then that; I liked to give pleasure as well as get it; I liked to be the object of desire and lust, to be made to do whatever they wanted. In any event, I opened my mouth wide and let each one of them fill it with their cum. I lapped off every last drop, enjoying the salty, milky taste of their seed. My belly rumbled as I purred contentedly.
"Damn, baby, you are just one hot spankable fine ass sexy beeotch." Craig panted.
"Thanks . . . I think." I mumbled, licking up more of his cum.
"You're very beautiful and sexy." Devon told me.
"Thank you." I smiled, blushing a little, and kissed his penis a little in gratitude.
"Wow, it looks like you really loved that."
"I did . . . Oh!" I started but then cried in surprise.
Because that last comment had been in a female voice, not one of the guys. I looked around me and then spotted her off to my left.
She was lying on the grass on her side, her right hand propping up her head, her left hand resting seductively on her hip. Like us, she was completely naked, and like us, she was a furry hybrid of some kind. She had light brown fur covering her whole body top to bottom, which was dotted along her arms legs and back with small black spots. Her hair was long and strait and curled at the ends. It was a similar light brown to her fur, and she had braided some of it on the left side of her face. Her body was slimmer, more petite then mine, with smaller breasts and hips, but still rather sexy looking. A long thin tail darted back and forth behind her with amusement.
Her face was feline, but more like a house cat's then a big cat's, with a smaller maw and narrow green eyes. Her ears went up high above her head and curved inward a bit at the points making them look ridiculously like horns. She was an Iberian lynx, I realized, looking her over.
Craig waved to her, "Yo! What up, Leena!"
I wiped a little drop of cum off the tip of Devon's penis and licked it off my finger; I then turned and smiled at her. No point in being rude.
"Hi, Leena. I'm Tasha." I introduced myself.
"Hi, Tasha, you're pretty." Leena purred appreciatively.
I blushed, "Thanks, so are you."
Devon chuckled, "How long were you watching us?"
"Oh, since almost the beginning." She cooed mischievously, "You know I like to watch."
I giggled, I liked Leena already.
Leena sat up into a cross legged position, "So, what are you guys planning to do now?"
The guys shrugged but I looked down at the ground. Now that my attack of monster horniness was subsiding, the reality of my situation was coming back to me. I had no idea what I was supposed to do with my body like this.
"I don't know," I admitted dejectedly, "I . . . I don't know what I'm gonna do. I can't go back to my job like this, hell; I can't even go back to my apartment like this. I . . . I don't know what's going to happen to me now."
"Well, that's easy." Leena piped up, "You're gonna come live with us in the city."
Looking at her in confusion I asked, "What city?"
Leena raised her eyebrows at me and glanced at Craig, "How new is she?"
"Like 'bout twenty minutes or so, yo." Craig said.
"Oh, virgin meat." Leena giggled.
I gave Craig's dick a squeeze, "Not anymore. What city are you talking about?"
Devon explained, "Morrow City. It's at the bottom of the valley; it's where all us furries live. It's got everything you could ever want, movie theaters, shopping malls, satellite TV, car dealerships, you name it. But none of the pollution and stress of a human city. Everything's run on geothermal or hydro electric power, so no smog or crap in the water. You'll love it, you can find a job easy, and the zoo will still keep you employed somehow anyways."
Leena added, "There's clothing stores too, but most every goes naked."
Now, it all made sense: The preserve wasn't a nature preserve, it was here to keep this city full of hybrids safe from humans, hidden away in their own community. That's why there was power cable in the middle of the preserve, it was for the city. It most be connected to one of those geo thermal plants Devon had talked about. I began to relax, and I was excited about seeing this city. Leena rolled over on her hands and knees and slinked over to me.
"So, you've been having fun already I saw." She purred.
"Oh yeah," I said impishly, "Lots of fun."
"Do you like girls at all?" Leena asked sensuously.
The question surprised me, but in a brazen and bold act not typical of me before this change, I said, "Why don't you kiss me and find out?"
In truth, I had always been curious about what it would be like to be with another girl. Leena leaned in and planted a deep kiss on my maw. I closed my eyes and kissed her back, and our lips moved together and our tongues flicked back and forth. It was a quick kiss, but a good one.
I guess I did like girls.
"Oh, hell to the yeah!" Craig said.
Leena winked at me, "Let's run."
"Huh?" I said intelligently.
"I'll race you guys to the city." Leena said, darting off on all fours.
"Oh no you don't." I laughed and took off after her, also on all fours.
Like I said, I'm a jaguar, not built for speed like a cheetah, but I was running fast on my powerful limbs. The guys came running after us, abandoning their clothes where they'd left them. The four of us took off into the trees, laughing and running through the foliage, naked and free the way we were meant to be.
I had never felt better in my life. No longer was I a plain, unattractive little slip of girl. I was powerful, I was beautiful, and I was wanted and desired. No longer did I need to worry about the stress and misery of the human world that was all behind me now. No longer did I have to hide sexual desire for fear of the hypocritical condemnation of others. I was free to give myself to whomever I wanted without remorse and shame. Let the humans live in with their guilt and their self loathing. Let them fear their own bodies and their own desires. Let them be locked up in their own prison, the kind with the bars behind the eyes. Let the smooth skins wallow in their self imposed misery and chastity. That was not my life anymore. I was a shameless, uninhibited naked beast of the wild. I was free to be the naked horny animal I was, to be unconstrained and unrestricted.
For the first time in my life that I could remember, I looked forward to the future with a real sense of hope and excitement. For the first time, I was happy in my own body, to be myself, apologizing for it to no one.
And it all started with the jaguar's kiss.