Danni and Alana held each other in one last tight embrace. Their tails entwined and erections pinned between toned midriffs.
It was hours past dark, and while their bodies were still ready to fuck, their minds were clear and calm, nymphomania temporary sated.
Danni put hir arms in the air and stretched. This straightened the natural bends of hir digitigrade legs, temporary adding a foot of height and putting hir ears at almost ten feet.
Alana watched the display with appreciation. 'We are sexy sexy beasts.' Shi remarked. Danni chuckled, 'No argument here.'
The had fucked for the past few hours, ending with a sensual game of grooming and cleaning of their fluids off each other's bodies. They savored the scent and taste of their new animalistic forms.
They walked together back down towards the Sanctuary buildings. The pawpads and shorter, fatter fingers made holding hands tricky. They thankfully knew not to hold too tightly, as squeezing a cats paw will force their claws to extend.
As they emerged from the woods, they noticed two additional familiar vehicles packed outside.
The first was Javier's Subaru wagon. He was the other researcher in residence, studying environmental adaptation in their animal population. The local climate was temperate but had harsher winters than some of the big cats natural range.
Javier was a tall fit man of thirty five, and came from a mixed race family. His mother was black, his father Hispanic. His dark skin, athletic physique, shaved head, and impressive height (6'5") had him see more of a basketball player than a highly respected biologist.
The second vehicle was the battered Honda owned by Sandra, their veterinarian. She was the oldest and most senior member of the staff, at age 50 and having joined the Sanctuary right out of college. She lived for the animals, never married and rarely dating. She was very petite, right around five foot and barely 100 pounds. Her light blonde hair was simply styled with a center part, shoulder length hair always tucked behind her ears. She could easily pass for ten years younger.
Alana went over to the storage building and rolled out the charcoal grill often used for staff events. Danni squeezed hir way into the building, having to duck and turn sideways to fit through doorways. Shi worked hir way to the onsite butcher room. The Sanctuary's animals required prodigious amounts of meat, and the most cost effective way was to buy whole carcasses from hunters or undesirable (aka cheap) live animals from local livestock options. This meant butchering and prepping the meat themselves.
Danni wedged hir way into the walk in freezer, hardly noticing the cold with hir thick fur. Shi grabbed several slabs of venison steaks, some of the best meat in stock.
Shi returned back to find the grill lit and that Javier, Sandra, Jay, and Casey had all found Alana.
As Danielle approached, hir nose picked up a whiff of feline arousal, and it was not Alana's scent.
Hir nose quickly told hir it was Casey. The poor sick woman must have decided to roll the dice and self infect.
Casey was seated in her power chair, dressed comfortably in yoga pants and a sweatshirt. The dark could keep no secrets from Danni's emerald cats eyes, and shi saw a telltale bulge in the front of Casey's pants.