"You see," Charlene purred, "There's a sexual component. To seal our bond and allow you to share my destiny as a werecheetah, one of us must consume the other's sexual fluids. You must drink mine, or I must drink yours."
"Interesting," you said, checking out Charlene's gorgeous body as you thought about it. She was like something out of your wildest sex dreams. Her furry body rippled with lean, wiry muscle, the physique of a runner. Her tawny fur was dotted with eye-catching spots, and her tail flicked idly behind her as her round feline ears twitched. Most strange and sexy of all, she had three pairs of firm breasts hanging from her torso! You could feel your panties soaking as you gazed at this magnificent mix of girl and cheetah.
"So, either I eat your pussy..." you said slowly, "or you eat my pussy, is that right?"
"Sure is, babe," Charlene said as she undid your sports bra and then began undressing your lower half. "Mmmm, wet already, I see. Good to see. So, what's your name, newbie?"
"Ruby Alan," you said, blushing.
"I'm Charlene Swift," said Charlene. "I'm the captain of our school's track team. I take it you're joining?"
"Absolutely!" you nodded excitedly. "I love track. I... I think I love it even more if it'll mean working alongside you, Charlene."
"Thanks, babe," Charlene grinned slyly. "Sounds like you're gonna enjoy this little ritual. Ever done anything like this before, Ruby?"
"Not really," you said, blushing again. "I'm a virgin."
"That won't last long here!" Vixey laughed off to the side, playfully elbowing Leo.
"She's right about that," Charlene smiled, playing with your now exposed curly orange pussy hair. "So, how'd you like to do this, Ruby? Who pleasures who?"