Down the empty, darkened streets of a town engulfed in the creeping silence of night, a pair of office workers made their way leisurely along the sidewalk, chatting loudly among themselves as the headlights of passing cars lit up their features; one was taller than the other with a head of pale brown hair lined with graying bits while the other was shorter but well-built, his shining scalp reflecting the moonlight across its hairless surface.

The tall, spindly man’s name was Jeff, an analytical sort who was never the type to let the smallest detail escape his eyes, at least, that was what he’d convinced himself of in his mind despite his tendency to blunder over the most important things when it came down to it. Of course, that was what the man beside him served to cover for.

Their friendship forged in the fires of gruelling paper pushing and mind churning schedules, Donny was no stranger to fixing any mistakes or holes Jeff tended to leave behind in his work. Although he was smart and capable, these moments were rare and few as Donny was never the sort to take anything in life seriously, preferring to take things nice and easy, playing pranks on his fellow colleagues and underestimating the time needed to complete his seemingly endless pile of paperwork on time. Jeff occasionally helped whenever it seemed like things were too far gone for Donny to handle; a symbiotic relationship at its finest.

Usually the pair would busy themselves with talk of the latest happenings on social media, that new movie that had the world amazed or the next big trend to hit the stock market, never talking about anything at the office as they tended to prefer a stress free trip back home. Today however, was a different matter altogether as they bickered about what had transpired only just hours ago in the meeting room.

“Look, I'm telling you man, this is big! There’s just no way Ma’am ‘Rina herself set this all up without some bigger meaning behind it!”

“And I'm telling you; it’s just yer imagination! You always below thing’s outta proportion…for all we know it could just be some half-assed effort by the Boss to show us all he ‘cares for a healthy, sustainable work life’ nonsensical bullcrap sales pitch while he prepares to cross our names off a list!”

Donny sighed as he heard how aggressive he sounded, running a hand across his head as Jeff looked the other way in worry; both about his friend and their current positions in the company as his mind dwelled on what Donny had just said about their CEO.

It had been a few hours ago, right before the pair were about to prepare to head back home after tidying up their worktables, Ms Irina, a smartly dressed woman that served as the secretary for the CEO of the company, had rounded them all up for an abrupt meeting about improving morale in the office. It was barely even a meeting and more of an announcement, the group watching in silence as Irina blabbered on and on about “stress relief exercises” and “future meetups to discuss improvements more”. It was all very confusing, to say the least, even Irina herself seemed eager to get the whole thing over with.

Still, despite how obviously rushed together the whole thing was, the pair couldn't help but wonder what it meant going forward  for their jobs; were they all about to be sacked? Maybe it really was just some speech about boosting morale in the office? Whatever it was, it didn’t change the fact that it was all put together by the head honcho himself, they could at least fall back on the false hope that Irina had half assed the talk but still…

The two fell into silence as they returned to a small apartment block in the downtown area; Jeff’s humble abode. The pair were used to pulling sleepovers at each other's place from time to time, the duty falling to Jeff this coming weekend as they planned in advance how they’d spend their off days relaxing.

As they entered the small yet homely flat, Jeff had immediately gone to take a shower while Donny fell limp on the sofa, too exhausted to move another step as he drifted off to sleep…

–

“So…about that whole thing with “office morale”...”

“Yeah, that bitch can shove it, I swear if it weren’t her in charge of our paychecks I'd show her a thing or two!”

Donny and Jeff grumbled as they strode listlessly through a busy Sunday morning crowd in dishevelled office attire as they made their way back to work. A phone call from Irina had been enough to dash the pair’s hopes of a peaceful weekend free of work, apparently someone had fallen ill without notice so in a bid to find last minute replacements, their sadistic in-charge had decided to put the two up with the threat of a pay cut if they didn't turn up by 12pm.

As they neared the opulent building that was their workplace, they couldn't help but wonder if it was more beneficial to ust cut ties with the damn place rather than wait for the inevitable notice that they’d been cut off from the company, but with the 5-digit pay slip at the end of every month, the two found it hard to disagree that the occasional grunt work and weekends in the office had to be worth it, they’d be hard pressed to find another well-paying job like this.

Walking into the lift lobby, the pair nodded in greeting to a new lady they’d never seen before manning the receptionist counter, she had a prim and proper outfit on along with a cute beret to go with it. Donny’s gaze lingered on the receptionist’s bright eyes for a second or two before Jeff pushed the tall man towards the lift with a chuckle as the lady giggled to herself.

Rushing into the vacant lift and punching a button for the 23rd floor, Jeff leered at Donny as he remained silent, looking blankly in the direction of the receptionist through the closed doors as the hum of the elevator signalled their ascent.

“Don’t tell me you’re gonna start coming in on the weekends just for her, eh? Never seen her here before so I guess they have special receptionist’s just for the weekends.”

“Screw off…you didn’t see it did’ja? Her eyes just felt…wrong somehow? I dunno…it gave me the creeps just lookin’ at her but I couldn't turn away…”

“What? A beautiful girl’s got you all in a tizzy? I know I would too man!”

“Ah fuck off and..wait…d’you hear that?”

Jeff stopped his teasing, falling into silence along with Donny as they began to hear muffled bangs and thumps like furniture and shelves being tossed around alongside what sounded like the muffled cries of women? With each floor the elevator passed, it was either a mix of both or a loud cacophony of women crying or screaming, a mix of dread and confusion building in their chests as the elevator passed the 20th floor, three floors away from their destination.

“D-Dude, what the heck is going on out there?”

“I dunno! Just get ready to run or somethin’, lift’s here!”

At Donny’s suggestion to prepare for the worst, Jeff raised his fist in alarm as the sudden ding of the elevator doors opening sent a shiver down his spine. Was this a terrorist attack? But it couldn’t be, the receptionist downstairs was fine, maybe an inside job?

But as the doors stayed open and nothing but silence returned to greet them, the pair stared out at the darkened corridor for a few more seconds before carefully exiting the brightly lit elevator, stepping out into the cold halls illuminated only the the emergency lights and some bits of sunlight that peered through the shuttered curtains and windows. The floor was strewn with papers, a cup of spilt coffee and Donny noticed what looked like torn shreds of a business suit, almost like the workers here all just abandoned whatever they were doing and took off as something attacked…but there was no sign of bloodshed anywhere despite the carnage.

“Holy shit, what the heck happened here?”

Still surveying the wreck, Donny shook his head as he looked back at Jeff behind him, being mindful of the thumps, bangs and shouts still going on the other floors. “I dunno man, but we should stick close and take things sl-”

Before he could finish however, an ear piercing cry for help came round the corner of the corridor, a blur to his right as Jeff took off down the corridor without hesitation. “C’mon! That sounded like Jefferson!” Donny clicked his tongue at his friend's recklessness, a loud ping to his rear telling him that the lift doors had shut and the lift was now headed elsewhere, so much for that escape plan he had in mind.

“Hold on! Ya gotta think things through a sec!”

Donny took off after Jeff, turning the corner to see him frozen and huddled up against the wall, Jefferson’s cries for help already reduced to tired, muffled screams as if he was being gagged all while subtle snaps and wet crunching sounds rang out alongside them. Why wasn’t Jeff doing something?

Noticing Donny’s approach, Jeff holds a hand out to stop him right as a loud cry emanates from the hidden spectacle just one turn away, similar to the ones the pair had heard in the elevator but this time, hearing it up close made him shiver as he crept up close to Jeff, whatever was happening to Jefferson he didn’t sound like himself anymore, in fact, it had sounded almost as if a grown woman was screaming out in half-pained cries of ecstasy with a bit of a feline accent to it. Finally reaching his friend’s side and looking over him as quietly as possible, Donny braced himself to watch as the snapping and sloshing sounds began to die off, replaced with high pitched groans and sighs. It couldn’t be…

Donny’s eyes widened as he watched the two silhouettes lying against the wall, one body atop the other as they passionately made out together with their mouths interlocked in a steamy kiss. What drew his attention however, wasnt the two scantily clad women sexily making out with each other on the floor but the weird appendages they both sported; cat ears, long fur coated tails that swayed and twitched in the air and their weird attire, it looked like they’d stumbled on some erotic roleplay between two cosplayers in a convention for nerds.

But the way those tails moved, the ears twitching so realistically on their heads…and those eyes! Donny finally realized the match as he watched the black haired catgirl’s eyes stare at her lover in a pleading manner, they were the very same eyes as those of the receptionist downstairs. Diverting his gaze from the lovemaking, Donny notices the same shreds of clothing strewn about in the same way it had been down the corridor in front of the lift…and wasn’t it Jefferson’s screams he’d heard earlier?

Putting two and two together as he stared repeatedly between the shredded clothes and the busty woman dressed in nothing more than a sweat stained undershirt a size too large for her, he whispered in shock to himself in a hushed tone as he almost couldn't believe the undeniable truth in front of him, Jeff’s body twitching in alarm as he heard his friend speak.

“The fuck? Jeff’s some cat chick now?”

As the words left his mouth, the ears perched on the two women twitched rapidly before their eyes snapped open, pearly orange gems glowing in the dark and staring down the corridor in their direction. Separating with a thin bridge of saliva still between their perky lips, the pale haired cat girl snapped a collar around her partner's lithe neck, forcing a playful cry out of her before parting ways, leaving the raven haired cat girl alone as she turned her gaze towards the peeping toms, staring down the corridor straight into Donny’s eyes.

There it was again, that same halt to his body. He couldn’t move a muscle, much less breath. …before a sudden tug from behind snapped him back to reality, life returning to his limbs as he struggled to get into a steady sprint alongside Jeff as the two made a mad dash back to the elevator, a loud hiss from behind them spurring them on, not wanting to look back.

“Why’d you have to break our cover?!”

“I WAS WHISPERING!!!”

“You do know cats have superior hearing right?!”

“Yeah, yeah I got it smartass! Take a right down the emergency stairs! Lift ain’t comin’ back!”

At his friend’s suggestion, Jeff shoulder bashed the stairwell door, almost tripping down the many flights of stairs as the chorus of moans and cries resounded out loud with the door now open, the pair rapidly descending down the stairs.

Some of the doors leading to the other floors were either bashed open or propped up, giving the two a glimpse of what was happening to the rest of their colleagues and reinforcing what had happened to Jefferson as they saw a dark skinned cat girl straddle the elderly janitor they passed by every morning, before shrouding him from view on one floor while another showed a cat girl dressed up like a pharaoh, stepping over another egyptian looking cat girl still clad in the familiar garb of Sarah, a bookworm of sorts over at Financing.

“S-So this some sort of virus or something? Jefferson turned into some hot cat chick!”

“Yeah i know, before you got there i saw the last of his butt ugly face mesh into that hot number…if this wasn’t obviously contagious i think i’d take her to bed even knowing she was that fat bozo before!”

“And who's ‘in a tizzy’ again? Seriously man, think about fuggin chicks elsewhere! Get out on the next flight…i don't think i can keep this up any longer…and the conference room should make a good rest stop…cant hear much down here either!”

Once more, the pair return to the darkened office hallways, looking around the 10th floor and sighing in relief as they look around, the chorus of mewling cat girls fading in the distance and not noticing anything out of the ordinary as they started sprinting in the direction of the conference room, not willing to wait and see if what was left of Jefferson was still chasing them.

Entering the darkened room, Donny looked around the room, noticing a filing cabinet by the wall next to the doorway, pulling and tugging as he shifted the large metal furniture over in an effort to block the doors.

“H-Hey, gimme a hand here, i can't move this by myself-”

Donny’s efforts halt as he looks back towards Jeff, grunting and struggling in place as a white figure behind him locks his arms behind his back, a long leg locking his in position as she jams her sloppy tongue down his open mouth in a french kiss.

“Get the fuck off off him you bitch!”

Swinging hard, a shelf comes free in his arms as Donny sends the metal cabinet flying at the catgirl, a loud crack sounding as it collides with her shoulder, sending the tall woman flying to the side as the metal projectile hits the floor with a crash, sending papers flying as Donny rushes over to pull his friend away to safety.

“That hurt nya asshole! Didn’t mommy ever teach nya to play nice?”

Despite her protests and the playful way she cowered in mock fear, the cat girl that had a metal cabinet flung at her showed no signs of being injured, brushing her shoulders as if dust had gotten on it while staring Donny down…but the more Donny gazed at her, the more the aggression on his face seemed to intensify as he recognized the tight fitting white designers top and the brown pencil skirt around her hips where a tail coated in fluffy red fur swayed beneath, despite how vastly different she was in appearance, Donny would never mistake the owner of those clothes.

“Nice to see yer still a big bitch after catching fur fever!”

At that, Irina the cat girl shrugged her shoulders as she looked over her body in adoration, the former middle-aged woman now looking like she was only in her mid-twenties as her formerly sagged and aging tits now sat firm and spree in her top, her child birthing hips threatening to rip apart her old skirt.

“What can nya say? Some things nyaver change~ Oh, don’t get widdle ol’ me wrong! I was so stupid when nya was changed by boss myan himself! But it’s just . too . good! Nya can’t go wrong…and it’s so much better taking care of the other lil kitties instead of you smelly workers!”

Donny was about to take a swing at the pompous cat girl before a thud from behind grabbed his attention, watching wide eyed at the shifting form of Jeff who had fallen to a knee.

“He-Hey dude? I don’t feel so good-nya…”

As Jeff fell, Donny rushed over to his friend, catching him by the shoulders before he hit the ground, wincing at how hot his body was and feeling a sense of dread as he felt the shifting mass of flesh beneath his thin white shirt.

“Hang in there! Fight this thing!”

But even as he spat out the words, Donny knew there was no hope of Jeff coming out of this as himself as he watched his body darken and slim rapidly, taking on a chocolate brown skin tone as his hair flowed down his back, tickling Donny’s arms as he felt how the rough strands of hair became a silky smooth mane of black fur-like hair lined with golden highlights.

“Y-You’ve gotta leave me Don…Nya can’t end up like…me…”

Struggling at his friends words as Jeff fell silent, Donny struggled to get to his feet, trying to haul Jeff’s shifting form onto his back and get out of the room, but as Jeff winced in pain with the sudden movement, a tut-tut-tut from behind made Donny glare at Irina, still watching the transformation as she laid on the ebony meeting table in comfort.

“Nya wouldn’t move if i were you, the road to purity is very taxing on the body…wouldn’t want anya deformities or broken bones now would we~”

Glancing back down at Jeff as he heard the sound of tearing fabric, he was almost shocked at how fast the changes were, not even 10 seconds had passed and already the breasts that had begun as small nubs on his chest were already heaving chocolate puffs, straining to break free as they tore at his top, his feverish body coating Donny’s arms in liberal amounts of sweat as he struggled to grab ahold of his friend’s ever shifting form, grabbing ahold of one spot only to be pushed away as his hips exploded outwards into muscled handlebars. His erratic breathing was the only vocalization he could muster as his empty eyes gazed up at Donny’s face, already unrecognizable as feminine features overtook the nerd.

Before he could do anything else though, the door behind the two shattered inwards with a loud crunch as a long, slender hand peered through the gaping hole in the thick wood, unlocking the door’s handle and revealing the entourage of assorted cat girls waiting outside in the hallway who wasted no time, two of them rushing in and disabling Donny before he could even resist, locking his arms with inhuman strength and dragging him away from Jeff who had fallen silent by then as he continued to change, his belly rumbling as the rotund belly warped into a well-toned valley of petite flesh. Irina snickered as she got off the table before striding over towards Jeff.

“Don’t you dar-MPFF!”

Ignoring Donny’s aggressive yells, Irinia knelt down before tearing off Jeff’s clothes with one dexterous swipe, exposing his new body to the world as he continued to lie motionless on the floor. Heaving breasts bouncing and jiggling up and down with each ragged breath. By now, the former nerd was unrecognizable, replaced by a curvaceous yet fit woman who looked like she could've been able to bend Donny in two with ease. The last remnants of Jeff’s manhood slinking shyly away between muscled thighs as she twitched and shivered in response, a fierce blush on her cheeks as a frown settled over her face, as if she was still trying to fight back inside against what was happening to her.

Dashing any hope of resistance however, Donny’s eyes widened as he watched Irina bow over and kiss Jeff full on in the mouth, a petite hand diving down between her legs as her other hand pinched and kneaded her aching melons, the frown on Jeff’s face giving way to a pained look of pleasure as she moaned into her lovers mouth, returning her kiss as she started to thrust her hips out in need, tongue coiling over Irina’s as she returned the kiss in full, her mind in shambles as the last fires of Jeff are extinguished by a flood of raunchy images and the bare minimum required for her to do her job as a sex pet, the full package finally taking shape on her newly formed body as she thrust her hips up in orgasmic bliss, letting loose a jet of transparent fluids across the floor as a long striped tail erupted from the top of her bubbly yet firm ass.

As much as Donny wanted him to fight it, he found it hard not to get turned on by the erotic scene playing out in front of him as Irina’s hands masterfully teased and tweaked Jeff’s foreign female form, the cat girls holding Donny snickering and staring with lust down at the tent forming in his pants, yellow embers glowing in the dark. He knew the fight was lost at this point as Irina finally pulled away from the panting and mewling amazoness as she collapsed back onto the floor in a pool of her own sweat and other fluids, the large fluffy ears atop her head twitching aimlessly as her golden eyes gazed back at Donny with zero recognition.

With the physical changes done, what looked like strands of dust particles began to coalesce around Jeff’s body, forming a weird set of clothing that seemed to emphasize her assets and best features as a black sports bra looking top formed to cover up her bosom, a gaping hole left at the bottom to show off her underboobs as a large white jacket and matching hot pants formed alongside it. By the end of it, Jeff had been completely replaced by a tall brown skinned cat girl who looked a bit older than he was, her body was curvy and filled in all the right places, and with that erotic mockery of a punk outfit, it was hard to imagine she was once an ordinary man.

Finally letting him go, Donny rushed over to the cat girls side as Irina stood by, watching with a smirk on her face as Donny delicately picked her head up in his arms, shaking her awake as she began to stir, groaning and mumbling inaudibly.

“J-Jeff? You in there? It’s me Do-”

It was so fast, one moment he’d been staring down into the perfect woman’s eyes, the next, he was on his back on the floor, the breath kicked out of him as a sudden pain tore through his spine as he looked up into the face of his former friend, her large sparkling eyes gazing down at him in confusion.

“What’s a Jeff? I don’t like, care what or who nya are either…Mistress? Whaddya want nya to do with him?”

In his hazy view, Donny could hardly believe how quick she was, the former Jeff could barely run 2 clicks without begging for water, but the cat girl that had taken his place moved like an experienced athlete-no, like a veteran soldier…he had hardly felt the soft touch of her palms as she grabbed ahold of his arms and swung him like a ragdoll.

“Good job Jane! You’re such a good girl nyarn’t you?”

“Tee hee! Anything for Mistress nya~”

Despite how mature and tomboy-ish she looked, ‘Jane’ coddled up to Irina as she stepped into view, ruffling her head and looking down lovingly at her as she snapped a midnight black leather collar around her neck before diverting her attention back to Donny.

“As for you…I hope nya enjoy your last moments as a puny human male, I’ll-!”

The air in the room suddenly changed as the sound of the lift arriving on the 10th floor  just outside the room resounded, the cat girls outside hushing themselves and falling to their knees as they looked down the hall at the approach of an unknown figure as his shadow stretched down hallway, accompanied by someone else, their eyes filled with affection, lust and greed for this mysterious person.

As the man finally revealed himself, Donny couldn’t help but sigh as he saw the familiar face of the boss himself, Mr Yurn walk by, glaring down at him and examining the scene, he noticed Jane had fallen to a knee as well…looks like Jeff truly was gone at this point.

“Heh, what's wrong son? You don’t seem surprised to see me here.”

Donny scoffed as he stole a glance at Irina, the cat girl glaring at him with one eye as if to say; ‘DON’T YOU DARE’ . Well tit for tat, he supposed.

“Well sir…you should really watch out for who you hire as secretary if they let information slip so easily…”

At that, the older man grunted as he followed Donny’s gaze to Irina, furiously glaring at Donny before bowing her head in apology as she noticed her boss’ gaze, bowing her head down to the floor with her arms by her side, tail coiled behind her with her ears tucked down in submission.

“Putting aside the matter of incompetent underlings…I see you’re the last one standing…”

Donny realized by then it was true, besides the low hum of the air conditioning, the faint cries of the distant cat girls had all faded, the only noises audible at the moment being the soft breaths of the cat girls kneeling around them and…rapid breaths? Donny looked to the side at his former friend as she seemed to struggle, trying to keep herself still as she kept stealing glances at Mr Yurn, her face dark red, steam emanating from her nostrils and her arms trembling by her side. Jane seemed to be incredibly aroused from being this close to her new Master judging by the stain in her pants and the small pool of fluids growing between her legs.

Clearing his throat roughly to get Donny’s attention, he strode over to the disabled man, squatting down by his side as he beckoned Irina over, ignoring the mad gazes of a hypersexual Jane behind him.

“And that means something i guess, don't be mistaken son, you’ll still be joining the family but rejoice, you won’t be ending up like the rest of these kittens when the new company starts up tomorrow!”

As he got back to his feet and strode towards the broken door, Donny mustered as much strength as he could to shout back at his former employer.

“B-But why all this? Why turn people into mindless slaves?”

At that word, Yurn turned back round to face him, snapping his fingers as a second figure entered the room; it was a woman this time, mature, beautiful and lacking any feline features as she strode to Yurn’s side, lovingly hugging his shoulder as she looked back at a confused Donny while Yurn returned her affection with a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“This here’s my wife, Dahlia…you could call her a precursor of sorts to these fine women, an elder sister! With her success introduction, it meant my brother had finally found success in his reformation serum! I just had a little hand in…ramping it up a little, we can finally expand our business venture with this baby in our hands!”

Before Donny could even bite back about the insanity of it all and what their pharmaceutical company had to do with cat girls, Yurn continued with his rambling, ignoring the look of frustration on Donny’s face.

“Just imagine; A Cat Girl For Your Every Need, we can fill in every niche and need with a cat girl, you’ve seen for yerself how strong one is, lil Jane over here’s worth more than 10 military vets! Hell, a PMC of Cat girls would be enough to fight a small war!”

At her Master’s praise, Donny heard a stifled moan to his side as Jane struggled to keep herself composed, the sounds of ‘water’ slapping onto the floor growing louder for a split second as Irina gawked at the sight of the cat girl creaming herself while kneeling.

“And that’s why you should be honored son…or should I say girly? Once it’s done, Iri over here will be your mentor and guide just like always! Girls? Take it away.”

As Yurn walked off with Dahlia in tow out of the room, Irina stepped into Donny’s view as Jane crawled over to his other side, gazing down at him with her cheeks flushed and her pants soaked completely in her own juices.

“Prepare nyaself…you’ll regret making that choice earlier!”

Feeling resigned, Donny fell back onto the floor as she surrendered himself to the strong arms of the two cat girls that had fallen over him, removing clothes and grabbing hold as hair tickled his rough skin while the soft tongues of Irina and Jane ran over him, the avaricious catgirl in particular clawing away his jeans as she took his entire member with gusto, her lust filled eyes dull and glowing as she sucked away like a kid enjoying a popsicle. Compared to the tame Irina, Jane was on fire, eager to make the most of her meal before it was gone.

In his euphoric haze, Donny couldn’t help but strike up conversation with them, not expecting much in return as he tried to hold out against his friend's aggressive blowjob, her soft lips and moist throat hugging his dick like a warm blanket as he remained numb to the same changes that had assaulted Jeff now coursing over him.

“B-but i like being a man y’know…there's perks to being one…”

Irina just glared at him, wanting to get it over with as Jane pulled herself free from his cock for a moment, already noticeably smaller as she snickered at him. “But don’t nya think it’d be better to be WITH a man? Like, just imagine him pumping nya full of sweet sweet baby juice! Or that long thick rod going in and out of nya…oh god i need it!”

As Jane unzipped her pants and mounted Donny, she began to use him like an emotionless pleasure stick, thoughts began to run in his increasingly warm head. He’d wanted to tell it to her straight that he wouldn’t know what the heck she was going on about but he froze halfway. Ignorant to the changes accelerating in both body and mind as bright pink strands of hair began to grow out from his bald head as his body became smaller and less muscular, leaving toned flesh and supple fat where muscle once was.

But…he did, didn’t he? He knew how it felt to get fucked hard on a bed…or outside in some dark alleyway as rough hands pin you down while they grab ahold of his luscious body for a delectable handhold. He found it amazingly euphoric whenever a man took a hold of his head of hair and pulled hard as if to show her her true place beneath him.

“Awww, looks like nya already done…oh well!”

Jane sighed in disappointment as she felt the last remnants of hot man seed spurt into her womb, rising off the former man and watching from the side as his wasted manhood sputtered out of existence, turning into a small nub of sensitive flesh atop the plump slit that the former man’s testicles had retreated into earlier between her soft legs. Ever curious, Jane snickered as she slid her hands into the puckering slit, laughing in glee as the new orifice let loose a thick jet of vaginal juices all over her hands.

In silence, the newly formed cat girl twitched and arched her body in response to the orgasm currently rocking her as Jane played with the thick coating of liquid stuck to her hands with childish joy.

"Kahah! Its so sticky nya!"

With a soft feminine sigh escaping plump lips, the new woman that had taken Donny’s place fell limp on the floor after her mind bending orgasm as Irina took over, licking and teasing the girl’s sopping wet slit and stiff nipples and sending tingles of pleasure through her as she proceeded into the final stages of her transformation, letting loose soft moans and gasps with each lick, flick and pinch of Irina’s tongue and dexterous hands.

By the time Irina had stepped away and the new frilly pink dress had formed over the demure cat girl lying half awake in her own sweat, Donny had been completely removed from existence, an inversion of himself lying on the ground in silence as Jane licked her lips at the sight of her.

Where there was once a bald, tall and muscular thug of a man, there now remained a small frail beauty dressed up like an innocent doll, decorated in pink with an adorable bowtie around her neck with a bright pink bell on it. That wasn’t all however, her arms and legs ended in vicious looking claws coated in bright pink fur stripped in dark purple highlights, she was a literal Beauty and the Beast in the flesh.

As she watched the tattoo of an ace of spades form under her beautiful eyes, Irina found herself drooling as an idea ran through her mind at the sight of such a pure, yet beastly thing lying by her feet…it would serve as good punishment too…

–

In a dark room, the bound girl awoke from her slumber with a jolt as something began to vibrate and hum in a place the sun would never see, struggling to move her limbs as she looked down groggily at herself lying on the bed, dark pink ropes binding her uncomfortably as she tried to get the restraints off of her, something was itching between her legs but with these ropes in the way, she could never hope to get herself free., even with her immense strength.

“Hoh? Nya awake lil dolly?”

Hearing that deep and mature woman's voice from behind her, the girl spun round in shock as she stared wide-eyed at the dark skinned cat girl watching her from the darkness of the dim room, she could’ve sworn she was drooling.

“D-Dolly? Is that my name?”

Hearing that, the woman stepped out of the dark, a hand on her hip as she circled the bed, the lust unmistakable in her eyes as she inspected every inch of Dolly’s body; from her unsuspectingly huge breasts that were hidden by her clothes, to how she was fidgeting in response to the vibrator lodged up her cunt by yours truly  to how soft and supple her skin was.

“Yes~ Good girl! Nya know what you’re here for, yes?”

At her question, she looked down to her body, bound and wrapped up tight as her vision focused on that one spot in her belly, the tingling warmth between her legs and the throbbing need to get to whatever it was that was making her feel so good. Just a little push, a flick and it’d be complete.

And judging by that woman’s armament, she was here to provide that aid she so desperately craved, her eyes lingered on the phallic rod and line of beads fastened to the belt on her hips. She didn’t know why, but she felt like having that thing inside of her would be leagues better than whatever it was that was thrumming away in her loins…

Giving in to need, she prostrated herself shamelessly on the bed, a demure gift begging for the fangs of the rabid tigress drooling in hunger above her…

–

On the highest floor of the tower, a camera feed displayed the panting and worn out form of a pink cat girl, her naked body being fawned over as her dark skinned, dominant partner rammed into her from behind with a strap-on. Showing no signs of tiring after what felt like an hour or so of non-stop sex.

God, she wanted to join in so badly.

“So? How’s it going so far Iri?”

Looking up from her tablet, Irina smirks as she bows to her boss, replying smoothly and showing no sign of her arousal.

“Smoothly sir~ In nya few hours, the two will be ready for deployment together~”

Snickering, the tall wide frame of Yurn strode over to the window in his office overlooking the city, his eyes scanning the crowded streets of clueless people below him. Seeing potential pleasure establishments and ventures, the populace, nothing more than money printers…or if the need arose, eager workers to fill those establishments with.

It was a bright day for Mr Yurn and his new venture…

THE END