"Drive! Drive! Drive!" Kevin pleaded. "I'm losing myself!" The newly minted catgirl kneaded her bountiful breasts and pawed her damp pussy, apparently consumed by her own libido.
"I am driving!" John snapped as the Rover bounced wildly. "It's not like this part of the world has an abundance of streetlights. Or signs. Or roads."
In the back seat, Melissa checked the safety on the shotgun she cradled in her lap. The last thing they needed this night was an accidental discharge.
"She's forcing me to sin," whined Kevin. "Before tonight, I've never touched myself like this."
That confession floored Melissa and John. "Really?" they asked in unision.
"Like ever?" John added. "Or just as a catgirl."
"I was trying to remain pure!" Kevin replied, indignat at the laughter directed his way while he was at his life's lowest point. "I don't think it's working. I can still feel the demonic slut trying to seduce me."
"Hey, watch the hurtful language. I'm right here," Mark said from the back seat. Melissa yelped in amazement at the sexy goddess who had somehow entered a moving Rover and taken the seat next to her without her noticing. She fumbled with the safety and tryed to aim the shotgun.
John slammed on the brakes sending them all bouncing.
"Shoot!" Kevin shouted as loud as she could with her new feminine voice.
"Bad kitty!" Mark scolded. "Don't make me regret leaving you a shred of free will." She then turned to Melissa. "Look, if you shot that thing in here, pellets are going to fly everywhere. Your friends and you are likely to get hurt. And I hate to think about the effect on your eardrums. So let's step outside and you can take your best shot at me. I'm looking forward to seeing what it feels like."
Melissa was irked by the Goddess's light tone. She made no move to open the car door. "Look. Whatever you are, what do you want? What did you do to Doctor Rogers and Hannah?"
"Oh, I'm right here," piped up a voice from the cargo area. Everyone spun to see a grinning demonic Hannah give everyone a wave.
"She changed you, too," John said, flabbergasted.
"I know, right? Look! I have tits now! Hey, Mel, once you're done shooting the Goddess, would you mind taking a shot or two at me? I'm also really curious. Or maybe you could let me take a shot at our new lord and savior."
"That's not Hannah," Melissa muttered. "Unless the stick was magically removed from her butt."
Mark gave Hannah a smirk. "That will do, high priestess. It's not a good look to blaspheme on your first day on the job. Now, Melissa, you can see that Hannah is happier than she's been since you've known her. As for Doctor Rogers, well, he got a promotion."
"He's in Heaven?" Kevin asked fearfully.
"You could say that," Mark laughed. "He's me. The goddess who was worshipped at our site has passed her form and all of her powers on to me. There pretty much isn't anything I can't do."
"No, I don't believe it," Melissa said.
"I can make you believe, but I want to see if you will come around on your own. You've already seen two of your associates transformed into impossible forms. Why not believe that your former professor is now the omnipotent shaper of your universe?"
Melissa glanced at John, who nodded at the decision she had silently made.
"Let's step outside the Rover," she said levelly.
"Yay!" cheered Hannah.