Joanna hasn't been a catgirl for long, but has been forced to content with her feelings. She's in love with her male best friend and wants her first sexual experiences in her new body to be with him. How will our horny heroine's night go? (Contains a heterosexual sex scene!)

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Story Text:


"Ahhhh..." Joanna trembled and moaned, her vulva writhing and tingling with hot pleasure as Michael's skilled fingers pressed through her arousal-dampened folds.

She felt so vulnerable-- so feminine. Her vagina ached, resulting in a primal desire to be filled and stretched; to lock her legs around her mate-to-be and feel him plunge deep into her.  'This-- is so different...' She had never felt arousal so intense, and she especially never expected to feel such a strong, desperate need to be filled by a male.

"Is this good?" Michael asked lovingly, leaning in to kiss and nip her neck, brushing a free hand over the underside of the catgirl's breast.

Joanna gasped and shivered, arching her body as her hips moved against his fingers. That first orgasm had left her quivering, and she didn't want this moment to end.

She basked in the sensations and when Michael's lips pressed against hers, she found herself happily leaning into his embrace, the lust and need within her building. She wanted Michael to take her-- to pin her down and lovingly slide his throbbing manhood into her. What would it feel like? How much would she enjoy it?

These thoughts were interrupted when Michael pulled away and stood at the foot of the bed, stripping down as he slid his boxers down and let them fall to the floor.

Joanna's breath caught in her throat when she saw Michael's turgid manhood spring free, throbbing and ready. Her pussy spasmed in response and her breath rate picked up.  'So big...'

Seconds later, Michael was above her, positioning himself as Joanna adjusted and shakily lifted her legs, wrapping them around him as she watched her soon-to-be mate grab the base of his cock and press the tip against the hot folds at the base of her sex.

"A-- Ahh..." Joanna's cheeks flushed and adrenaline rushed through her lithe, feminine frame, her tail swishing and thumping the bed. "J-- Just be gentle," she muttered between labored breaths.

"Always," Michael lovingly replied before starting to inch forward.

Joanna felt the tip press through the folds and into her vagina, her muscles convulsing in anticipation as a sharp gasp escaped her lips. She instinctively arched her hips, making it easier for him to enter her.

Her pussy stretched to accommodate her mate's girth while an overwhelming pressure bubbled within her vaginal walls. What was this? This desperate, churning tension within her sex intensified the further Michael slid into her. "F-- Fuck... It's-- so tight..." Joanna moaned, feeling almost as though she were being split apart. By the time he made it in, she was shocked by the sensation. Despite feeling filled to the brink, it didn't hurt; the tension was exhilarating beyond belief.

"Let me know if it hurts," Michael said lovingly, his voice shaking as he kissed her lustfully.

Joanna nodded slightly, leaning into his desperate kiss. As he pulled out, she shifted her hips back and then down again to enter a perfect rhythm with the man she had fallen for. Each time her pussy was filled and forced open, the hot, tingly pressure within her mounted, building toward something indescribable.  'Oh my god-- is this how it feels for women?...'  It was unbelievable. It felt so primal-- so natural and incredible.

Before long, slight orgasmic bursts pulsed through her hot sex, rippling through her and causing her to cry out with pleasure before the pressure within her built further, promising more potent orgasms to come.

Joanna was a woman. She was fully female, and each thrust from her mate only reinforced that fact. How could something that felt so incredible and natural be wrong? Why lament her loss of manhood when she had gained something so unbelievably amazing?

The couple's love making continued, with Joanna needfully sliding her tongue over his as their bodies entwined. She felt it coming-- the climax closing in as her lust built to a level she couldn't have conceptualized hours prior.

"M-- Michael!" Joanna moaned and purred, feeling her mate hit his limit in tandem with her. Her pussy spasmed wildly, constricting around her beloved mate's cock as he similarly moaned. She felt his manhood twitch and throb within her, followed by spurts of hot, sticky fluid against her cervix before dripping down her vaginal walls.

She saw stars, barely able to think straight as she clasped her legs around her mate even more tightly, holding him inside of her as she ensured every last drop of his semen emptied within her. This action was unconscious; a result of her feminine instinct kicking in full force when faced with such overwhelming, orgasmic bliss gifted upon her by a virile male.

She felt his cock shrink and twitch inside of her while the couple panted, remaining linked together in silence for a couple of minutes. Eventually, Michael pulled out and wrapped his arms around Joanna, pulling her close as he held her head to his chest. She blushed and nuzzled close, her tail gently swishing and hitting the bed. "I-- I think I might be able to get used to this whole female thing..." She mumbled, hiding her face against his chest.

"I-- I'm glad to hear that, love," Michael grinned, cupping his mate's chin as he pulled her into a loving kiss.