Jen creeped over to her open window. The window was open and unguarded, leading to a long path that went directly away from the house she was trapped in. How cruel of Kyle to keep escape within her grasp, yet so very far at the same time. Jen couldn't really move well, and she was a long way away from any large group of people. She didn't have to run away, she just had to get close enough to town that someone could hear her. Jen carefully tiptoed to the window. She tried to gracefully jump through, but ended up just clumsily falling over into a prickly bush. As horny as she was, she was also determined to get her freedom back. Jen walked for hours. It seemed that nobody was checking up on her. As Jen started to see the first signs of civilisation outside of Kyle's mansion, she heard footsteps behind her. As they were still far away, Jen decided to try her luck and call for help. When she tried to scream, nothing came out.
"That's your new shy personality. Like I said, even if you were able to call for help, nobody would help you, but now you don't even have that option."
Jen blacked out.
As Jen opened her eyes, she noticed that she was in some sort of dungeon. Tied to a vertical table in an X position, she was completely vulnerable. Then she noticed the guards. Two burly men carrying giant syringes walked up to her, and six more walked up behind her
"The boss wants to make sure you won't even be able to move without any of our help."
At the same time, the guards jabbed their syringes into different parts of her body. Her breasts, ass, thighs, and hips. She felt the liquid enlarge each body part it was squirted in to, to a point where Jen couldn't move anymore. Her breasts were as large as her entire torso, and her ass was even larger. Everything wobbled when she moved, and she couldn't shuffle without her thighs rubbing together. As the eight guards left, three more came in. One with a large syringe like the ones from earlier, and two with slightly smaller syringes, filled with a bright pink liquid. The first jabbed the syringe into Jen's lips, swelling them to a point she couldn't talk, her lips going past her chin, drool leaking out of her mouth. The two others simultaneously jabbing their syringes into Jen's pussy and neck. She felt her pussy getting wetter, and larger. She suddenly felt incredibly horny. The other syringe's contents felt like it was dissolving Jen's brain itself. She couldn't think of anything other than sex, and if she could speak, all that would come out would be broken sentences. As the guards threw Jen back into her room, Kyle walked in and stared at the extremely voluptuous cat woman orgasming on the floor.
"Alright tits, its time...