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Gina CatGirl 2) Growing Up Furry

Gina CatGirl, nee' Rodriguez, was the Pussy Pride's baitfur. Just thirteen, mom went away somewhere, brother out with friends, dad killed trying to stop a holdup. The Pride was her family now.

All the Pride's furs had been human once, but got Biological Synthetics Incorporated trans-fur-mations. Their leader, the European Lion, couldn't get into the USA legally without proof of birth, parent- age, and citizenship. Most of his past was vague, and Lion wanted it that way, so he'd sneaked in on a student visa and just forgot to leave. His Leopardess lover had let him in, and let him out when he wanted. BioSyn's 'scientific studies' were their way around the cops.

Leopardess had always been sexy, slinky, and smart. She liked living alone because nobody messed with her, but once she saw Lion as a human she wanted a friend, and he intrigued her. Mostly at night alone together. The pair went furry together and never looked back.

Muscular Tiger had been in the wrong place, like Gina. He was tough, but there was always someone tougher as he grew up, he had the scars to prove it. Street fighting had kept him limber, but one night a gang of toughs beat him to a fightring, and then just beat him up. He staggered to a local ER, got BioSyn blood, and woke up ... Tiger.

The Cheetahs had been rich kids, and all the others were jealous of them until they benefited from the money. Brother and sister, they liked each other more than they should, and got into trouble. So they took their bank accounts, stocks, bonds, and what- ever else rich people have, left their home and human forms behind, and talked to BioSyn.

The Furson catalog was a real eye-opener for anyone thinking about Going Furry. A quick history of Mark and Tom, BioSyn, taxonomy. BSI mostly did Mammal work, mostly Carnivores, because most people paid for that sort of work. Oh, there were some Horses and Birds, even fanciful combos, like griffins or unicorns. BioSyn also did Scalies, though few people wanted to crawl around like lizards or snakes. More people thought they wanted to be Dragons but chickened out when they realized they wouldn't fit in elevators or through doors.

This wasn't just a costume, it was real life; and it was pretty well permanent, no going back to human if you didn't like it. Your body was being changed, parts replaced, they could *try* to keep your human DNA but it's unlikely it would help. You really became the animal you picked, you'd walk mostly upright like a human but with fur, fangs, tail, snout with nose at the end and longer jaws. Eyes and ears change, some new fursons had trouble with the increased sensitivity.

And furry animals have paws, not fingers. Anything that needed fingers, like stretching to fit the octaves on a piano, was no longer possible. Oh, it's not quite like a real cat or dog, they can't hold anything; but fingers get shorter and nails more clawlike. That's because your DNA gets rewritten to handle the other changes. If you go Bird, you lose your teeth amd hands, because they become beaks and wings, longer to allow flight. If you go Dragon you lose hands too, because they become front feet, and you add a tail and the two wings, that's seven extremities to keep track of.

Insane asylums are full of half-furries, people go nuts trying to deal with the reality of different bodies. They think everything will be really cool, they'll just add abilities, they don't think of the consequences. It's pretty messed up, and they're really unhappy, but nobody forced them furry, it's their own decision, they were told how it'd be before the operations. It's their own fault if they don't like getting what they wished for!

BioSyn docs aren't mad scientists cackling over bound victims, they know their stuff. They usually do part-furry work, you still look human but with fur. They do more Cats than Dogs, because Cats have shorter muzzles, easier to get used to. But some couples pay for different work, like when the guy gets a Dog Job while the gal gets a Cat Job. Just think of it, Dogs and Cats, living together!

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Tigress was almost seventeen, a few years younger than the adult Tiger. She too was sexy and slinky, but more athletic than Leopardess. She'd found furry websites and got hooked. Especially BioSyn.cq and the semi-public chats. She enjoyed typing with others interested in people who looked like animals. Even the borderline- porno sites with stories and bondage-y art, because she could dish it out and take it too, and she wanted to prove it.

Lion and Tiger and even Leopardess were OK with testing her. The four of them got together before the Cheetahs and Jaguars and Cat-ette joined the Pride. Tigress was excited to be treated like an adult, not just a nerd who could trick computers. That wasn't really hard, they're just machines, they don't know or care who you are. Just as you should always lock your car and take the keys, because the lock doesn't know if it's the owner, or a parking valet, or a car thief holding the key.

Never store your computer passwords, or write them down, or use easy-to-crack passwords like your wife's name. You remember your friends' names, why not a password you made up? Lois&Clark. Tigress had no sympathy for the idiots who wrote their PINs on their ATM cards! Like no one would ever think to look there! She just laughed cruelly and cleaned the suckers out.

So she liked having a Pride of fursons to help her, distract the marks while she got the money. Then run. She liked the Cheetahs' attitude and skill; Tiger and Leopardess had the muscle, Lion the brains. The Jaguars had stealth, humans weren't bright enough to look for the fur markings to ID them. They'd just see 'black cat' and didn't check for two, so even if the dummies called the cops, they'd get a description they couldn't use. Just round up all the black cats in town?! Hundreds in a line-up, no human could recognize just one, they usually couldn't even remember the species!

Humans were so easy to steal from, it wasn't a challenge. No test of skill. Cat Power and reflexes kept the Pride ahead of the cops and PIs. But when the Pride saw Gina CatGirl wandering around, they knew they had another option in their lives of crime. Furs are pretty friendly anyway, and these friends knew an opportunity when they scented it. They eased Gina into their lifestyle a little at a time.

Gina Rodriguez had always been a bit of a coquette, drawing looks and admiration from both men and women. Now she had male and female fursons cooing over her, welcoming her to her new life of furry crime. The other Pussy Pride members distracted marks by sleight of paw; Cat-ette kept their attention even when they thought they knew what was happening. Her light gray, white, and dark gray fur got the better of them; especially the men, dirty-minded bastards, looking for bottom or bosom to show from her dress when she cat-stretched. Even women stared at her, admiring her grace and letting their guards down to help the poor lost young cat she pretended to be.

Humans were easy to fool. So trusting, so eager to watch the cute kitty, so stupidly indignant when the dense fools realized they'd been had. If they ever did. The Pussy Pride wasn't dumb enough to stick around to get caught, but the Cheetahs or Jaguars would hang back and guard their retreat. Then they'd sorta saunter back to the Lair, named 'cause that's where they lay around, and split the money. Lion's smarts and the Cheetah's connections got the best prices for the rest. But everyfur had a part to play, not even Lion wanted to go it alone. They knew they had a good thing going, and it would stay that way if and only if they stayed together.

Oh, sure, there were disagreements sometimes. The furs weren't stupid, and it wasn't a cult of Lion. Everyfur had their own ideas, and they got heated sometimes defending themselves. But the hard, fast rule even Lion obeyed was, think it through! Just thinking a job would be cool to pull off, or some trinket would be to die for, wasn't enough. They saw on the news, furs who really did die trying to get just one more big score!

Sometimes they went off on their own, and got to keep what they stole. Some were better at it than others, and Lion made sure that a group score was divided a bit more for those that hadn't taken their own stuff. It was even OK to get angry, just as long as you realized it and didn't let jealousy or anger cloud your judgement. Lion let furs take their lumps if they went off and missed or even got caught! How else could they learn?

And that was the whole point. Fursons were there to help if you needed it but not do it for you. If you got less stuff one time, learn and do better next time. Don't just reach for stuff, think and plan and try a model in the Lair, get everyfur to help with the real caper. Don't just rest on past achievement; see what worked and what didn't; figure out why it went right or wrong, do more of the right stuff. Then everyfur benefits!

It was only the puny Humans who got cheated, and it was mostly their own fault.--