Julie's begging satisfied the growing lion in me who could hold off no longer. The transformed anthro leopardess was already on all fours and my lion side was pleased that I'd be able to mate her like a proper cat ought to be mated. Raising my maned head from her dripping snatch, I began to climb on top of her. Her green corset, however, bothered me, as did the remains of her fishnet stockings. Surely these would only get in the way of the animalistic rutting to come. With no thought at all of undoing the fasteners of her elaborate corset, I instead swiped my wide handpaw down her back. My curved brown fingerclaws easily shredded the shiny green fabric, which gave way with a satisfying rip allowing Julie's grey furred breasts to burst free.
Reaching around for a quick fondle, I encountered the unexpected. Not only had Julie's breasts swollen with her transformation but she had developed a set of slightly smaller furry breasts beneath those, and yet another pair beneath those! I gave each a quick yet gentle squeeze with my handpaw, my cock throbbing with desire as I realized that her body had changed to bear a litter of kittens. Before I could ponder this too much, though, Julie gave another yowl of need. I automatically responded by shredding the remains of her fishnet stockings. The black lips of her beautiful half feline vagina, nestled in a thatch of white pubic fur resting directly beneath the globes of her grey furred buttocks, were now fully on display. THIS was what the lion in me desired.
Continuing to mount her, I could feel the female beneath me shiver as the thick hairs of the mane covering my chest and belly began to slide sensuously along her back. My ears were tingling and though I couldn't see it, the slightly pointy tips that had only once mimicked those of my species were becoming increasingly leonine, the entire ear moving up the side of my head while the complicated inner swirls of my mostly human ears were smoothing and furring over into the perky pointed arches of a true lion.
My sense of hearing had increased dramatically and a wet slapping sound distracted me momentarily. I looked over and saw my bunnified friend Tom, his large clumsy rabbit paw flying up and down his pointed varmint dick. He was obviously aroused by watching me with Julie. Instead of being disgusted by my friend's lewd conduct, my lion instincts once again dominated. "Let the rabbit watch," I thought. Perhaps he'll learn something." I could also hear Julie's breathing rapidly increase in tempo as I placed my large blocky handpaws over hers. Her fingers scrunched and tensed cutely as her claws slid out further, anticipating what was to come. Yes, this leopard female was deep season and she knew that it was only a matter of moments before her lust was going to be satisfied.