A choking squeel of fear came from my throat as I found myself in the Sultan's private bed chamber. There sitting with both human beauties' and females who had a touch of animal for his delight he layed on that huge heart shaped bed.
I stood there with the wind whistling in my hairy crotch and the tingle of a hairy hide. A gaze down proved my wish to be quite stupid indeed!
I stood covered in sensual hair. My breasts now twice the size I had only moments before were smooth and tappered. Hairy with black nipples that stuck out with every chill of the Arabic breeze. A long stiff boney tail curled behind me and bonked the steel bars which made up my 4x4 cage.
Fingers, long and hairy sported curled claws of some catlike animal. As I stroked my own breat a purring sound rumbled from my throat. As a nose itched the hand touched long cat whiskers. I sniffed both hand and the air as my Lioness nature began to take firm hold of both body and mind.
A slender womanly form, sensual thighs, tight butt, long shaply legs to feet of the lion and toes armed with my claws. As music began to play I found myself driven by some unknown desire to dance and display my sexual parts.
As arms curled high in the graceful dance, and legs stretched out past the bars. I purred as my sex stretched and the cool evening breeze tickled the wetness which oozed out the lips of my sex.
On I went dancing the night away till out of a window the Sunrise's glow lighted me in a golden red color. It was then that the guards came for me.
A huge black man guard to each side I was led from the cage to stange trussed and open to the Sultan desire. My Lioness sensations watched as my humanity was defiled. The dark tanned man crept down the length of his bed. Like the beast of a man he reached his tongue out and began to lap the juices from my pussy. I moaned from his touch as the sensual feeling made the wild in me tame.
A tongue long and narrow pressed the lips of my sex apart and wiggled deep into my lusty sex. Soon his lips touched my lips of sex as he began some wierd ritual of sucking the juices from within me. If I had not felt used before, I did at that moment!
As the animal woman I was reeled in wild passion and sensual delight the feeling of something more made me look down. To my thrill at first and then with a scream of disgust I saw his extremely long and red shaft purse and then enter my body.
The guards lowered me toward the Sultan as his women and animal women moaned with pleasure as I was accosted. I screamed again as his shaft entered and began to expand. Larger the base of his shaft bloomed till it looked like the sheath of a male mule. Deep in the inner workings of my vagina his member expanded to thrust me into new realms of sensual pain and passion.
Now he pulled back and the ribbs of vagina muscle rippled as the massive shaft slithered in and out. I wanted to kick and scratch him but at the same time I found myself moaning and begging for more.
"Does my foolish lady Master have a second wish?" asked the Genie as he appeared beside me.