A few days into their journey, Tyonna and Snow stopped in a small town for supplies. Tyonna brought Snow to a market.
“Stay near me, okay?” Tyonna instructed. “There are a lot of tomcats around here.” Snow nodded. She stayed at Tyonna’s heels until she caught wind of an alluring, musky scent. She looked around. Her gaze landed on an orange tabby tomcat. He was clearly a street cat. He was missing an eye, part of an ear, and the tip of his tail. His fur was matted and filthy. In short, he was the polar opposite of the pure pedigree tomcat Snow had bred with before.
But this street cat was just as alluring to Snow, if not more so. Some part of Snow panicked. If she found this pathetic cat to be so handsome, the white tomcat must not have made her pregnant, as she was still in heat!
Snow couldn’t resist him, however. She bounded away from Tyonna, following the tomcat into an alleyway. Knowing Tyonna would put a stop to things quickly, Snow got down to business right away. She lifted her tail and wagged her hips seductively. The tomcat didn’t need any further invitation. He mounted her and plunged his cock into her eager, wet pussy. Snow yowled in delight, as did the tomcat. The sound attracted Tyonna’s attention.
“No!” Tyonna gasped, rushing over. “Bad kitty! No! Get off her!” The tomcat hurriedly ejaculated a large load into Snow before dismounting and scurrying away. “Oh, damn. I am so sorry, Snow.”
Snow looked up at Tyonna, feeling a combination of humiliation at being caught and frustration that she didn’t get to enjoy herself.
“My cousin, she went into the right field,” Tyonna sighed. “She’s so horny all the time, she was meant to be a concubine. But unfortunately, that particular trait of hers tends to show in her spells. It’s the only negative aspect of her magic. When she transforms someone, she makes them in heat, horny, or too alluring to be resisted. I knew she must have made you be in heat, so I should have kept you in a basket with me.”
Tyonna crouched next to Snow. She waved her hands over Snow. After a brief moment, Snow’s stomach began to glow. Tyonna groaned.
“He got you pregnant! Oh, my dear Snow, I apologize.” Snow’s blood ran cold. She was pregnant. And not from the perfect tomcat with the flawless pedigree. No, from the worst tomcat possible. “Well. Give me a second. I may not be as skilled with magic as my cousin, but I can do something to make it easier on you.”
Tyonna closed her eyes. She muttered under her breath in some strange foreign language, all the while gently stroking Snow’s back. There was a flash of light. When the light cleared, Snow looked at Tyonna curiously.
“You are wondering what I did?” Tyonna asked. Snow nodded. “Like I said, I cannot do much. But I did what I could.”