You and Jacqueline's tongues are locked in a lustful struggle as you make out passionately in the middle of a back street. Her hands caress your bare, now tattooed torso with fierce lust; your strong hands pin her curvaceous body her against the wall. She writhes in ecstasy, enjoying the feeling of strength and power you exude. You see a wetness form in her jeans - not her panties, as she no longer wears any even as a human - and a gaze full of passion and lust in her burning green eyes. You both know you have more pressing matters to attend to, that you need to corrupt for your goddess, but all of this is secondary when your lovely tigress is in heat and wants you.
Even now, her lust does not yet sate, and she moves her hands towards your crotch, playing with your cock beneath your skinny jeans. You enjoy the sensation and decide to reward her for her sluttiness by giving one of her boobs a big squeeze. She gasps and closes her eyes in joy.
"Yes... Pin me... play with me, yes..." Jacquette purrs in approval, revealing her true catgirl self for a second. She obviously enjoys being the bad girl she has always wanted to be - "I'm your slut. Do whatever you want with me. Right here. Right now."
"Of course, lover." - you basically rip off her T-shirt and drop it on the ground, before getting rid of her tiny shorts. You begin transforming into your true forms.
"Do not call me that, tiger boy! I am not your lover! I am your whore." - the tiger girl your pants and begins passionately sucking your cock. You see from the way she acts that she is not being honest to herself. Despite her slutty bravado, she is still deeply in love with you, even more so than when she was a human, and her acts of lust are solely to impress you. Still, you two enjoy being bad...
It is then when an idea strikes you.
"We should corrupt couples. You take boys, I take girls. We'll make them bad like us."
Jacquette's eyes pop when she hears this while fellating you. Though slutty, and more than ready to fuck a girl, taking another man is another thing for her entirely. Still, you see her agreeing reluctantly. If it is for you, it must be okay.