When the light faded you found yourself in total darkness. It took a few moments of disorientation before you realized you were simply huddling in a dark corner of a huge mansion. It took a few more moments for you to realize that you were in a very different body. It had a definite female shape, indicated by wide hips and and nice handfuls of breasts. There were some muscles, but more in a lean and athletic way. More interestingly were the weird growths you felt out of your collarbone and the top of your head, which seemed to be a tail and ears, like those of a catgirl. Though you couldn't say much more due to being clothed in a skintight bodysuit, including these new parts. VR must’ve come a long way to make this body feel so realistic.
As you wondered where to go, new information started to pour into your head, specifically your objective, the layout of this place and the best route to avoid being seen. Making use of your new reflexes and athleticism you quickly and quietly sneaked past several guards, all of them having their features hidden by black latex hoods. It felt so exhilarating that you made some unnecessary backflips just to show-off, even if nobody was watching you.
It didn't take long to reach your object of interest, a large diamond necklace in a glass case. Thanks to special holes in the hands and feet of your suit, you used one of your retractable claws to cut a perfectly circular hole into the glass, like you’ve seen in many cartoons. But as you lifted the necklace out of its bed, you accidentally cut your hand on the sharp glass edge. You barely managed to suppress a shout of surprise and pain. How can you even feel pain in VR? This shouldn't be possible.
You lowered the high collar of your suit to properly suck the blood off your wound. As you did, you spotted a large mirror and decided to approach it to finally get a good look at yourself. There wasn't much to add about your body. Half of your face was covered by a white cat mask with red markings. Beneath it you found a mature woman's face, at least partially japanese, with green, slitted cat’s eyes and even whiskers. Under your own hood you found straight, shoulder-length, black hair with white cat ears poking out of it.
Suddenly the lights turned on. “Oh look at that, a little stray found its way into my mansion. Mistress Magda would have offered some tasty milk, if you had approached me instead.” Turning around you spotted a woman in a blood red dominatrix outfit.
Oh no. You got so lost looking at yourself in the mirror that you had completely forgotten where you actually were. Now the owner had found you and feigning ignorance was unlikely to help. You could only play along, so you stashed your mask and the necklace in a bag hanging on your belt, which was actually just your suited tail bound around your waist, and replied, “Some milk does sound appealing, but I rather see myself out now. I don't want to impose. Though I’ll borrow that nice necklace, if you don't mind.”
“I don't actually, I’ve got many more where this one came from. My eyes are set on something else. Don't think I haven’t heard of the famous thief Neko Nyadorobo. In fact, I’m a big fan, I really like your style.” Her eyes fell on your catsuited form, making clear what she meant. “Have you ever considered switching your profession from cat burglar to house cat? I take good care of my pets, especially pussycats.” As she said that a handful of her love slaves, all in various different types of latex bondage, appeared and placed themselves in front of all exits.
“I’m sorry, but this little feline just needs to stretch her legs from time to time and unfortunately I can’t really do that here. But if your comment about the necklace is right, I might start to make regular visits,” you quipped as you slowly dropped into a cat-like fighting position.
Mistress Magda sighed while twirling a riding crop in her hands. “Some people just have to be forced to their luck.” She assumed her own fighting position.
Neko Nyadorobo VS Mistress Magda
Ready GirlZ?
RUMBLE!!!