You square off as the catgirl pounces at you, leaving Pam to fight off the cat man.
“I like a girl with fight. Makes it fun. Can’t wait to see that moment you go from fighting to fucking,” the catgirl says having infected and dominated plenty of other women before you.
“Back off, I’m trained in combat,” You warn her.
“Oh, but I’m trained in pleasuring. Watch this,” she says leaping at you.
You sidestep, but her agility helps her wrap around and tackle you to the floor. Before you can act, she’s pinching a nipple with one paw and snaking the other down the front of your pants; plunging 2 fingers into your swollen sex.
“Oh!” you moan throwing your head back in pleasure as she works your needy sex hard and fast; juices flowing through your pants.
“Told you,” She says as you grind your crotch against her paw. She leans in and kisses you. Overwhelmed, you kiss back, both giving and receiving plenty of tongue.
“You feel so. Wait! Fuck stop!” you say pushing her off. As she is pushed away, she rakes your pants and panties, causing a massive slice from crotch to waist, making them virtually useless as they flop free. With them destroyed, you are forced to fight with your pants hanging at your thigh.
“Oops, guess you can’t use them anymore. Let me help you,” She says attacking while you stand awkwardly.
Knocking you to the ground, you moan as your pants are yanked over your boots, leaving you dressed awkwardly with an open T-shirt and Jacket, and a pair of boots.
“Oh oh, oh fuuuck!” you scream as the catgirl parts your legs and works your sex with her tongue and mouth. Peering down, you watch as the sexy catgirl eats out your plump swollen bushy sex. Having shaved recently, seeing this furry pussy over your mutating sex is shocking, but not as much as how amazing this is.
You could get use to this. Enjoying a life where having fun and sex is all that matters. You moan as you arch your back, pushing your sex into your lover’s face.
“Yes. You’re going to make a good catgirl. Just needed to loosen you up,” she says enjoying the taste of your throbbing pussy.
That’s when you realize you can’t let this happen. If you don’t stop now, where does it end? With her infectious tongue working you more and more, you will become a catgirl quicker. You have to do something, but she is too fast and good at pleasuring you. That’s when you realize how to beat her!
“What are you—MMPH! MMM! MMEY! MMOP!” She moans as you grab her head with your thighs and flip over so she is on her back so you are sitting on her face. She tries to push you aside to breathe, but as she moves, you move, holding her down and making it impossible to breathe anything but your wet suffocating sex. She claws at your ass weakly as the lack of air gets to her. Passing out, you let go of her and look up to see how Pam is fairing.
“H-h-heeelp m-m-e-e-e-e-eeeeow!” Pam moans as the cat man pounds his cock into her. Disarming her a while ago, the cat man had been enjoying Pam’s sex as she fought the urge to give in.
“Take my cum!” the cat man moans as he picks up the pace, readying to fill Pam with cum. If he manages, his infectious cum would sit in her, absorbing into Pam’s body, bringing her closer to feral slutty catgirl-hood.
“S-o-o-o-o. goo-o-oo-o-ood!” Pam screams as she gives in, humping along with him, helping pleasure him so he’ll gift her his massive, overworked load.
With no time left, you spring to action, tackling the cat man onto his back, pulling him from Pam’s sex just in time; his seed squirting out onto the ground between him and Pam. With him moaning in orgasm, you take one good punch to the side of the head, knocking him out as his cock twitches in orgasm.
“Pam, are you ok?” you ask, moaning as the catgirl’s scratches cause your butt to grow rounder.
“I can’t do this. That was too close,” Pam says trying to cover up her breasts; her shirt ripped open by the cat man during the initial scuffle.
“We have to keep moving. From now on, you stay right next to me. We fight together,” You say trying to pull Pam back from hopelessness.
“Ok… umm. Is it ok if I take this off. It’s covering nothing. And… it feels… weird on me,” Pam says already stripping naked.
“Yes of course,” you say as you eye the heavily pregnant catgirl. You know you have to manage your own transformation, but seeing Pam like this, you know she’s not too far off. You need to keep a better eye on her, both to keep her from changing fully or jumping you if she does change,