As you two lay in bed together cuddling, you notice something unusual happen to your girlfriend. Without any warning, or even any kind of indication prior too it happening, your girlfriend's cat ears suddenly twitch. You curiously raise a finger and poke one of them, only to have it immediately flick around rapidly before it returned to its normal spot. Your girlfriend also seems to have felt it as she moves to itch it as well.
"Your ears! Your ears, zey 'av turned real!" You say with a start. You sit up, shocked by this new development. Quickly, you grab your girlfriend's head and examin it closer. And as if to prove your worries are justified, you can no longer find any trace of a headband, and not only that, but upon further investigation, you discover that her human ears have vanished as well.
"Nyaaaaahhh! Let go of my head, Marie ~nyan." Whined your girlfriend as she squirmed free of your hands. You however were just stunned in disbelief. "Wait, what zid you jus' zay my name was?"
"I said your name, ~nyan. I named you Marie remember ~nyan?"
"Ez zat my real name?" You ask testingly.
"No, I mean it isn't your real one, that's... ~nyan? Its... its... its... huh... I can't remember, ~nyan." Mumbles your girlfriends who is now also sharing in your concern.
You are slightly distracted however. Seeing her confused expression, paired with the agitated flicking and twitching of her ears and tail made her look way too adorable. You momentarily forget your concerns however and throw yourself onto her.
And before she can escape, you have repositioned her so that she is sitting now on your lap. You take this chance and begin excitedly rubbing behind both of her ears. Any and all resistance she had been planning on showing instantly melted away an a loud purring noice began comming from her throat.
You feel her tail wrap around your waist and look down to see that it no longer is just an electrically controlled toy, but her genuine tail. She has completely become a real catgirl. You know you should feel a lot more concern for her, and even more so for yourself, but you just can't stop yourself from petting her. She is just too precious, so adorably cute, and it makes you just unbearably horny.
You run a slender, delicate finger down her spine pressing harder as your near the base of her tail. Having owned cats before, you know that they all love for this spot to be pressed down upon. And your catgirl girlfriend shouldn't be any different either.
"NnnnYYYYAAAAHHH!" She shrieks as you use your fingernail to tickle that spot teasingly. She leans forwards and lifts her ass up to your hand. You make a nuckle and press it into the spot, which apparently she loves because her breathing has become quite labored and pant-like. You continue this for about another minute until you can no longer take it anymore.
In one swift motion you wrap your arms around her back and pull her back into you, ass up. Then without even a second thought, you bury your face into your pussy's pussy and start eating her out.
With the upper half of her body still facing forwards, trapped underneathyour legs which you have wrapped over her back to keep her in place, she is helpless to stop your actions. Not that she ever would want to, but you know that she is quite the squirmer when being pleasured, and you do not want her claws to leave marks on your beautiful legs.
As you anticipated, with no other options, your girlfriend reached her hands out and sunk her sharp fingernails into the bed. And the harder you ate her out, the deeper and harder she would claw. This is the position you have developed, and with her back restrainted by your legs, and with your feet in her armpits keeping her arms from reaching backwards, you are completely safe and out of her reach. And even though this position normally would be backbreaking for her, since she is a catgirl, she is more than flexible enough to be bent like this and have no issues.
You pull out of her to take a breather after she cums for a second time and exclaim, "Ahh, I jus' love your pussy, Darling. The taste ez exquisite and there ez a perfect amount of moisture."
"I'm not a turkey dinner, Marie ~nyan." Laughs your girlfriend. You let her go and she quickly turns around and pushes you onto your back. You look up over your boobs to watch as she crouches down and begins lapping at your own pussy. The dry roughness of her tongue isn't perfect, but you are more than wet enough to effectivly counteract it.
As you lay there with your legs spread while your pussy is being thoroughly licked by your girlfriend, you ponder everything that has just happened to the two of you, as best you can at least. You know she isn't meant to be a catgirl, isn't meant to be flexible like one, and you shouldn't have a memorable history of her being one. And yet that is the case here. As much as you know it is not supposed to be real, you only remember it being otherwise. At least you still know it shouldn't be like this, or else you would never be able to know that you are not a sexy French maid named Marie, nor that your girlfriend is not meant to be an adorable Japanese catgirl maid.