Katrina entered the hall of animal enclosures. She could sense three great cats in residence.
First was a large male Siberian tiger. Focusing on its chart, he was in excellent health and was here for harvest of sperm for a breeding program. Kat forced herself onward, she loathed what she was about to do but lacked the willpower to fight it off and leave. She just hoped one of the other felines was sick or old, so she wasn't ending a healthy animal.
Next was a young lioness, recovering from the removal of a large tumor. Kat walked on.
Last was a large female panther. Kat focused on the chart. Brain tumor. Inoperable. Experimental treatment. Perfect. The hooks on her corset opened in anticipation. Kat opened the latch and opened the enclosure. The huge ebony feline was hunkered down on a large pad in the back. Her head was bandaged, and unlike the other two, she did not react to Kat's unnatural presence. As Katrina closed to five feet away, her monstrous side didn't give the panther a chance to flee. Rope shot out of the corset opening and hog tied the great cat. It struggled weakly as it was dragged across the floor. Kat felt her entire torso stretch open as the corset opened wider. She felt herself bloat as 120 pounds of squirming predator was pulled inside.
The corset closed and latched as the panther's resistance faded. The suit the taken an hour to absorb Katrina, and they were much stronger now, it could do the job in a matter of moments. Kat could feel the animal's panic and terror as she began to absorb its essence. She felt herself begin to change.
Kat felt surges as she grew larger. Her thighs bulked massively, giving the impression of formidable speed and strength. Her ballet boots reshaped from the ankle downwards into large latex paws, the spike heel pulling up and vanishing. Long sliver claws flexed from time tips and retracted into sheaths. The buckles from the boots remained and lined the front of the shins of her reshaped legs.
Her shoulders broadened and shifted, giving her a somewhat forward hunched posture. Her arms and upper body surged with the appearance of large bulky muscle. Her gloves were overrun with rubber, reforming into large handpaws. The silver claws of the gloves reseated themselves in the new sheathes of her fat fingertips. The laces from the gloves remained, now fine silver chain crisscrossed through two rows of eyelets along the length of her forearms.
A thick rubber tail stretched out behind her, easily eight inches in diameter and four feet long. The texture of the rubber warped, with black leather straps emerging as rings long the length of he tail, spaced apart every six inches. A silver buckle capped each strap and ran in a line down the top of the appendage. Its bulk served as a counterweight to keep her balance despite her changed posture.
The corset changed only slightly, the overbust top pulled lower as it changed to an underbust style. Her breasts ballooned, forming great orbs that covered her chest from collarbone to the bottom of her ribcage (or would have if she still had bones) and spilled around the sides. Small silver rings pierced her nipples, connected to each other with a matching chain.
Her cock surged a bit, now a foot and a half in length and four inches across. Additional silver barbell piercings erupted in order to continue the decoration on the added length. A tingling behind her enlarged balls signaled the return of another of Katrina's lost attributes. She purred as her womanhood opened up.
Her nose and jaw surged, pushing out past the top of the neck corset and the bottom of the blindfold. It quickly shaped into a latex feline muzzle. Her new mouth opened, revealing long shining metal teeth. Her upper canines kept growing, stretching into long silver sabers that extended several inches down past her lips. The rest of her head reshaped in the model of the panther which fused with her. The blindfold remained, its leather warping to accommodate her altered head shape. Her rounded feline ears were decorated with small spiked silver studs all along the outer edge. On the left side, the lowermost erring was a small ring, with a shining chain connecting it to a matching ring in her left nostril.
She was over seven feet of leather, latex, and silver; and would have been over eight feet if not for her forward leaning posture. Her body appeared heavy and massively muscled, though this was a lie. She weighed perhaps 200 pounds, less than a third of what such a creature would be if flesh and blood. She was incredibly strong but she would have been just as powerful without the showy physique.
Long thick digitigrade legs led to a hermaphrodites double set of genitals. The corset remained, its cinching of her waist a drastic contrast to her powerful lower body and her broad shouldered and extremely busty upper body. A sabertoothed panthress, she remained blindfolded but her otherworldly sixth sense made her aware of absolutely every detail of her surroundings. Mentally she had peace and purpose. She wasn't Katrina, she was Kat. She would return to her friends, protect them, and serve them sexually. Perhaps one or two would be worthy of joining her as another kinky guardian of their growing unconventional clan.