“Ooh, don’t stop, Anna,” Vivian coos, “please don’t ever stop!” She writhed in delight at the feel of Anna’s rough tongue along her slit.
Anna licked her muzzle clean of the changing girl’s juices. “You change… be like me soon.” Her thick tongue returned to Vivian’s slit, now covered by orange, black, and white pubic fur.
“Like you,” Vivian moaned, a slight huskiness evident in her voice, “a weretigress, like you.” She rocked her head back with the sensation of the fur crawling up her belly, leaving a trail of creamy white softness along her stomach. The start of feline teats and nipples rose through the spreading fur, and her human breasts began firming and expanding with each quickening breath. Her finger and toe nails had already begun to blacken, and the beginning hints of whiskers and fangs were prodding from her face and mouth. “Yes, mrrrrrr yes…”
The weretigress hunkered down over her prey, working her tongue deeper inside the girl’s tunnel. Vivian’s moaning became deeper, devolving into bestial rumbles. She was growling, just as a tigress should.
Vivian raised her head, her lips pulled back into a wild snarl. She opened eyes of yellow and green, reflecting the light of the overhanging moon, and stared down her lover.
“GrrrrAnna,” she growled in deep heat, “rrrrfuck me!”
Fri May 3 20:02:37 2002