"Looks like its just you and me now Jen. You don't mind me going naked right, because I kind of don't feel like putting on restricting clothes at the moment. Actually, why am I even asking you? It isn't like I need your permission. You are just my beloved pet girlfriend. But don't worry, I'll fuck you really good when you need me to later on, and as a special compromise, I may let you request a special method or whatever you want to call it, from whatever is inside that perverted brain of yours that has got you drooling so heavily. But you better be a good girl or else I won't do it." States Melody in a tone that is way more used when telling someone something, than asking to make a deal. Of course, that is exactly how her and Jen's relationship works. She decides all, and Jen obediently follows her commands down to the letter.
Jen was not entirely sure if it was due to the curse making her extremely submissive, even slightly masochistic, towards Melody, or her own fetishes, but she is seriously loving this owner/pet relationship that they have going on. Ever since becoming a catgirl, she has felt extremely at ease. Her life was now much more simplistic when compared to how she was before she was initially cursed by Kyle, but it was incredibly satisfying.
If she compared her current overall happiness to that old Jen's overall happiness, the difference between them was not even close. So what if she now permanently walks on all fours, is part snow leopard, can only digest cum, is forced to wear high heels 24/7, weighs as much as a nornal house cat, and can only speak to Melody by meowing or anyone by moaning? She would take this life over any other that she could have had if she remained curse free in a heartbeat. She already by now had stopped considering it to be a curse too. All of this is a blessing in disguise, and she couldn't believe how stupid she was for hating this in the beginning.
Now that they both were dry, Melody walked out of the bathroom and headed to the living room to watch some TV. Jen of course was also right on her heels, tail raised straight up. Melody carefully took a seat on the couch with her legs spread out due to her huge balls. Jen hopped up gracefully onto her lap and laid down in a very cat like manner with her own huge tits poking out in front of her. Due to her being only a few pounds at best, she didn't bother Melody at all by laying on her lap and by extension, her balls. Melody began stroking Jen, which felt a bit odd since Jen had no fur, but Jen was still purring up a storm regardless.
While Melody was watching TV, Jen took a closer look at her hands. She hadn't gotten a really good look at them since they were changed back at the mall. Each fingertip now had a pink pad, as well as several places on her palms. Their natural resting position had also changed. If she placed her hand on a table, her normal shape now had her thumb below her index finger and her hand slightly cupped. Her fingernails were also much more claw-like and in addition, fully retractable, which after a brief test, she instantly hated how it made her fingers look when they were retracted.
Jen felt a slight itch on her head, and before she even had time to think about it, she had instinctivly scratched herself in with her left foot. It took her a second to comprehend what she just did, and while she did find a small amount of arousal from doing it, she ultimately accepted it as part of her new normal. Even though she had full use of her arms and hands, she now itches herself by using her feet.
Melody watched Jen itch herself fairly amused. While Jen was scratching her itch, Melody suddenly grabbed one of here tits and started squeezing it. Normally, this should have been very painful with how hard Melody was gripping her boob, but it only felt good, no pain, all pleasure. "Well, seeing your horny face proves that theory. It looks like I can make changes to your body without actually saying the words. Right now, your tits both feel and function like normal, but also now function like stressballs in that I can squish them as hard as I want to without causing them any kind of damage or you to feel any amount of pain. Here, let me demonstrate."
Melody got up and placed Jen on the ground while still having her maintain a laying down position. She kind of resembled the sphinx, except if the sphinx had enormous tits inbetween its forelegs. "Jen do not move a muscle." Ordered Melody. She then stepped right onto Jen's boobs, putting her entire weight on them. Jen watched as her tits squished and compressed down until Melody's feet were just under 2 inches above the floor. They had squished down easily 5 or more inches of boob flesh underneath them. Melody then began to rock her weight back and forth, then hoped, stood on one foot, even took a seat on top of Jen's tits, squishing them beneath her ass. All the while Jen didn't move a muscle even her facial expression remained static. Only her moaning and meowing could be heard as each time some weight was placed on one or both of her tits, her entire body was rocked with pleasure.
After a few minutes of this, Melody got off of Jen's tits and sat back down. The second the weight was removed, Jen's tits began inflating back to their normal shape and size, as if nothing from the past several minutes had ever happened. "Jen raise your ass in the air, but keep your front half as is." Ordered Melody, which Jen complied with instantly.
Melody made another mental adjustment to Jen's body in her mind. Once she was satisfied, she heel dropped Jen's left tit and cum squirted out of Jen's pussy. Standing back up again, Melody began stomping on Jen's boobs, alternating between the two of them. Each step she took squirted a bit of cum out of Jen, sorta like how a soap dispenser works. Jen, nearly passed out, would be writhing in pleasure if she could move. But she was told to not move a muscle. So she could only blankly stare at the cycle of her tits being crushed, then reinflating, then crushed, then reinflating again. Over and over, left then, right then, left, then right. Each time feeling an orgasm's worth of cum spray out of her pussy only to splatter against the wall behind her. This went on for about a minute more, then Melody got tired and sat back down on the couch, but kept her feet on top of Jen's tits, pinning her down to the floor still. "You can move again Jen" casually said Melody.
The moment she said that Jen curled up into half a ball as her front half was still pinned down and shook with continuous pleasure until eventually she passed out. Seeing Jen suddenly collapsed over to the side startled Melody and she quickly got off of Jen's tits. A few seconds later, Jen regained consciousness. Seeing that, Melody let out a sigh of relief. She worried that she somehow may have killed her or somehow harmed Jen, which was the last thing she ever wanted to do. Jen got up to her hands and feet and brushed herself up against Melody's legs. Melody picked her up just like you would any other house cat and sat back down on the couch, placing Jen down on her lap and balls once again.
"Jen, your saliva is back to normal and I have dried your tongue just like a cat's, now go clean up the mess you made against the wall quickly." Instructed Meldoy.
Jen hopped down and eagerly trotted over to the cum soaked wall and began lapping, slurping and sucking away. It took her less than 30 seconds to clean up the entire mess and in no time, she was back on Melody's lap and balls, enjoying having the base of her tail scratched by Melody's left hand, and resting her head in the elbow of Melody's right arm while Melody held her.