Jasper wandered through the streets of the city, trying to get her bearings. Hopefully, she might be able to find Anya somewhere in the chaos. Unless Anya had used her magic to fully escape the city.
However, her task was put off-track when she caught sight of a tomcat in an alley. The tomcat also caught sight of her. The two cats approached each other. Jasper couldn’t help but be interested. The tomcat had bright white fur like her and a luxurious collar with the royal seal on it. He was clearly a palace cat, with the finest pedigree possible.
Jasper purred seductively. The tomcat purred as well. The cats rubbed their faces against each other. Jasper flicked her tail flirtatiously. The tomcat needed no further invitation. He mounted her and thrust his cock inside her eager pussy. Jasper yowled in delight, bucking her hips to bring him even deeper inside her. She wanted nothing more than for the tomcat to fuck her brains out. Luckily for her, the tomcat was more than happy to oblige.
Eventually, the tomcat came, shooting a load into her. He dismounted, sniffed her once, and ran off. Jasper watched him run away, feeling dejected. That somber feeling was abruptly replaced with shame. She had just let a tomcat fuck her! Not only that, but she had actively sought it out. She had wanted it! Why?
Cold realization slowly washed over her. She was in heat. That was the only possible explanation for why she had been so desperate to fuck a tomcat, and the tomcat had been so desperate to fuck her.
Jasper shook herself all over. She couldn’t focus on that right now. She had to find Anya!
Jasper sprinted down the streets, frantically looking for Anya. To her delight, she spotted a young woman with blonde hair loading up a horse, upon whose saddle was Anya’s family crest. Jasper rushed to the woman and pawed at her, meowing. The woman looked down. Jasper’s heart sank. It wasn’t Anya.
“Oh, you aren’t what you appear to be, are you, beautiful?” asked the woman softly. She gently examined Jasper’s collar. “Even if you didn’t have my family crest, I would recognize my cousin Anya’s magic anywhere. Let me guess. You need to find her to get the spell removed?” Jasper nodded eagerly. “You’re in luck. Like her, I’m headed for our ancestral home. I can bring you with me on my journey.” Bells began to ring in the church tower. “But we need to leave now!”
The woman picked up Jasper and then mounted her horse. With Jasper settled on her lap, the woman ushered her horse to a gallop. They exited the gates of the city in the nick of time. As Jasper looked back, the gates had already closed. And who knew how long it would be before they would open again?
“I don’t know your true name, so I’ll call you Snow,” the woman said. “My name is Tyonna.” Tyonna gently petted Jasper, now Snow. “You should settle in, Snow. We have a long trip ahead of us.”
Snow obediently curled up in Tyonna’s lap. As she drifted off to sleep, she thought back to the tomcat she’d encountered in the city. At this point, all she could do was hope she hadn’t gotten pregnant.