First Day

I looked at the front gate of my new workplace, 'Western Plains Zoo – Dangerous Creatures Natural Habitat', and smiled, my dream job.

Ever since I first visited a zoo as a young boy, I wanted to be a zoo keeper, specifically with the big cats, and this new job, though a bit ambiguous about which breed, stated 'care of big cat' in the description of duties, it was odd though, that was pretty much all there was in the duties.

“Can I help you sir?” A man asked at the little booth beside the front gate.

I reached beside me and grabbed my new ID card, “Yeah, I just started here, first day, uhh... here's my card.” I proffered the card.

The guy had a little hand held scanner, he swiped the card then held the scanner up, “Finger on here sir, for verification.”

Startled I put out my thumb and the thing beeped, the guard pressed a button on it and the gate opened, “Have a nice day sir.” He said.

I was about a car length in when it dawned on me, I had never submitted my fingerprints to them.

Following the directions for parking, I noted all the spaces in the section my card told me I was to use had license plate stickers on them, a vacant one had mine.

I was beginning to get quite nervous about the security when a female voice called out, “Hey! Are you the new assistant starting today?”

My head swung around following the voice, and suddenly, thoughts of security and where I had parked and, to a lesser extent, my job and name, floated from my mind.

Five foot nine, warm red hair, piercing green eyes, a chest that just kept getting your attention... nine point five... fuck it, she was a ten in my book.

I realised she was asking me something, I looked up, with reluctance, the foot of height necessary to make eye contact, “.. and I thought I told them I don't want another wet behind the ears college drop out who thinks he can work with animals. Ah, you're awake, follow me and keep your eyes above my nose.” Bad first impression, I sighed and followed along, truthfully I would follow THAT arse anywhere.

“So, have you had any zoo experience at all?” She asked.

I managed to regain control, 'must just be the heat' I told myself, “Yeah, worked three years at Sydney zoo, mainly with the smaller cats, but I did help out occasionally with some of the bigger ones.”

“Better than I had any right to expect, well, you're in the deep end here.” We rounded a corner and a huge glass window showed a large enclosure. “This is a... well, the egg heads are still working on a name for it. Oh wait, before we go on, sign this.” She pushed a thick legal looking document to me.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Standard non disclosure, oh and some national security stuff. Pretty much anything you see or find out in here is not to leave the building, you're not to talk about it regardless of if its me, the Prime Minister or your God in your prayers.” She chuckled.

When I signed she said, “Right, this cat was found in what seemed to be a space wreckage. The first team to make contact with it... well, lets just say there are precautions with this guy ok?”

“Wait, you mean someone shot a cat into space? A big cat? That's stupid, the dietary...” I started but trailed off when she levelled 'a look' at me. “Ok, go on, sorry.”

“Right, firstly, I never said it was shot up to begin with, secondly, as far as we can tell, he doesn't need very much food at all, if any. What we do need to do is clean his damn cage every day or so and make sure he is healthy.” She explained, leaving me full of more questions, questions I bit back fearing a repeat of that look. “Right, now as I was saying, while you're here you are NOT to go in that cage, I will handle that, your job is to keep food and water in his hopper and be ready to hit that alarm” she pointed at a big red button on the wall, “if things go pear shaped.” With that she started giggling. Regaining her composure she said to me, “Ok, you got that?”

I nodded, a little depressed.

“Hey, don't worry, after your probationary is up, and you have gotten a handle on the precautions things will be fine. You will see. He is a very affectionate cat and rather intelligent too.” She told me, hand on my shoulder.

I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. Opening them again, looking her right in the eyes, I said, “Ok Dr Richards, you're in charge.” I grinned, having worked out her name while staring at the name tag attached to her left breast.

“Yeah David, just see that we keep this professional.” She replied, and suddenly I knew she had divined exactly how I knew her name. “Right then, come over to the glass.”

I followed her over, “David, this is Ralf, Ralf this is David. Say hello.”

I said, “Hello Ralf”, feeling very silly, right up to the point when the cat looked back and mrowed back to me.

“There, see, now we are all friends. Ok David, since my last partner here g... left, you're on watch while I go in, anything happens hit the button and wait for orders.” She told me and I nodded.

She walked over to a closet and opened it, revealing a pair of heavy metal... underwear.

I know my mouth was gaping, “These are like chastity belts David, you see he gets a little frisky in there and... I gotta wear this all the time I am in there ok? And David, my names Sally.”

As I watched her clamp the three arms of the device around her groin and do up a little lock at the front I felt myself coming over a bit warm, she smiled at me and, putting the key for the device on the table beside me, walked to the heavy steel doors that led into the cage.

She opened and entered the small security cage, then, the first door locked behind her, opened the inner door that opened to the enclosure.

Immediately Ralf was at her, nuzzling and licking her. I knew it was a ritual all cats do, mark their territory, but still something about it made me hotter.

The next twenty minutes revolved around watching the gorgeous redhead remove tools from a storage cage by the door and clean the glass and around the enclosure.

I sighed, looking down at my watch, when I looked up, I jumped to my feet.

Ralf had Sally pinned to the ground, driving his groin against her metal-protected hips again and again, trying to gain purchase. It wasn't his ineffectual mating I was worried about though, it was the tight grip he had on her neck, pulling her back, arching her body.

Panic flooded me, my job was to hit the button, but if he turned nasty on her she wouldn't last till someone got here.

I looked around and saw the metal handled rake in the enclosure Sally had been using, that would have to do.

I ran to the first door and yanked it open, pulling it shut behind me, repeating the procedure on the second and reaching for the metal pole.

When I looked up, there was no sign of the cat and Sally was coughing trying to regain her voice.

More panic set in now when she suddenly yelled, “Get back out, he did that to lure you in-” It was the last I heard from her, the big feline tackling me from the side, knocking my weapon and me, far away from each other as well as the safety of the cage door.

At first he just started nuzzling me like he did Sally, but pretty soon he was pushing me around, trying to get me to move.

I felt odd to begin with, his friendliness making something within me warm up and without thinking, without my concious mind having a say in it at all, I felt myself on my knees, my swelling breasts pushing down into the ground.

He ripped at my clothing, tearing it. Distantly I heard a cage door rattle.

His weight pinned me down and I moaned out loud, needing what he would give me.

Hips met mine, but his aim was off. His third try was successful though and I cried out, feeling myself filled and stretched around him.

He didn't take it slow, he bred me as though I was his very own mate.

I moaned out loud.

I was his mate.

Deeper and faster, his spines causing the friction building to turn alternately from agony to bliss as they scraped and then soothed sensitive parts deep within me.

I was panting heavily, unsure if I could go much further when I heard, somewhere, a siren start to wail.

It faded though, as did the rest of existence, he thrust deep once more and roared above me, finally deigning to clamp his jaws down on my neck, extending my orgasm as his seed flooded into me.

I heard a soft sound and my mind lazily recognised it as a tranquilliser.

The cat above me stiffened a little, then toppled to the side, completely unconscious.

I was suddenly lifted, “I thought I told you to press the damn button!”

Sally, cute Sally. She was unhappy with me. I purred softly, rubbing my muzzle against her.

“Get this to the other cell! Fuck, at least I can finish cleaning his damn cage in peace now.” She said, angrily. I was unhappy she was angry, but I just felt so good I had trouble caring at that point.

I was lifted out and into a small cage, it smelled of Sally!

Curling up, I fell softly asleep.

-

“Oh, so you're awake now?” Sally said.

I looked up at her and a lot of things came to me at once.

I had been in the cage trying to help her when... when the cat raped me.

I wasn't a guy any more.

I had... I had a muzzle and a downy coating of fur.

Darkness came back and cuddled against my mind again warmly.

-

Waking more suddenly this time, mainly due to a particular doctor using a water pistol on me.

“Ok, you dealing now?” She asked.

I think I could deal with it, it had felt good, it still felt good, but I didn't want to be a freak like this...

“Right, crash course in alien felinoid care.” She said, “First thing, if you're a guy and he puts his musk on you, well, you will be speaking with a squeaky voice for a week. Second, if he gets more musk on you, it boosts your libido, that’s why I use a lockable chastity belt, so I can't remove the damn thing if he gets me too riled up. Thirdly, if he mates you, every time he delivers his seed into you you will become a little more like a female mate for him, each time you will lose a little more control to resist his musk and it will take a bit longer for you to become human, and eventually male, again. Fourthly, if he changes you over halfway, about six matings, you become fertile to his seed. Fifthly, don't let this happen, but if you change all the way, its permanent.”

I looked up at her, taking it all in, “So... so I will change back?” I asked her.

“Yeah, in about a week you will be human again, another to be male.” She told me.

I gulped, “This is, possibly, the worst first day of a dream job, I think, ever.” I said.

She looked at me with a bit of a grin, then broke into laughter, I fell in with it. After about a minute of it she looked back at me and said, “You might just be right there. Still feel like working here?”

I thought about it, as long as I was careful, well, it was pretty damn fun, in a weird sort of way, and my boss was damn cute.

Thoughts of her, bent back by Ralf, his rear thrusting at her, made me sigh, I looked up at her, noting a sparkle in her eyes, “Yeah, I think I can deal with this.” I said.

“Good.”, She started to get up but turned, “Almost forgot, you're going to be pretty worked up for the week, here.” she tossed something into the cage.

I looked down at a particularly large black rubber phallus, it had Sally's scent on it. I leaned forward, grasping it and worked it into myself, letting out a purring moan.

Desires

His hips connecting again and again, pounding into my depths, I felt him bite down on my neck and was roaring in bliss moments later.

“Can't you keep it down David, I actually have paperwork to fill out because of you.” Sally said with a grin. “If you can calm down enough to stop masturbating every five minutes I will let you out of that cage.”

I looked up at the redhead, smile playing lazily across my muzzle, still coasting on the afterglow of the orgasm.

“I..I think I can deal with it, if you let me back in with him...” I almost whined, and the sudden thought of being back in the cage with Ralf ignited my need again and I began working the large dildo in my passage once more.

“Oh, sure you can, sure you can.” She muttered to a deaf audience, filling out her incident report.

-

“Ok, its been three days now, you're not getting horny every time I mention him. How do you feel?” Sally asked me.

“I feel a little odd still, a bit horny but I think I can deal with it. Thinking of him still makes me tighten but not as bad as it was.” I looked up at her, “You think its safe for me to be out there now?”

Sally smiled down to me, “If you are yourself enough to ask that, it should be ok.”

She unlocked the cage and I climbed out, stretching and walking around a bit.

“Guess I should help with some of that.” I said, gesturing to the mass of forms she still had yet to complete. Apparently my little stunt required a lot of effort to categorise and sort out.

She looked up at me surprised, “Most new assistants would do everything they could to get out of doing this.” she tilted her head slightly to an angle, not much, but my eyes were tuned for motion, “What's your take on this?”

Lifting my paws to ward off her suspicion I said, “What, I can't try and make up for my mistake? Sheesh.”

She just laughed at that, “Ok, you are more yourself if your trying to work your way into my pants again. Here.” She passed me a large array of forms from a segregated pile, “These you need to fill in anyway. Most of this stuff is because it was your first time in the cage, I was going to work on it prior to your first go, but I need an assistant and you seem to be dealing with this pretty well, would hate to have to initiate another wet nose.”

I took my pile of forms and, noting her scent all around me still, softly started purring as I filled them out.

Three quarters through them, I realised something, “Sally, where are my clothes?” I asked her, “I mean, oddly I don't feel embarrassed being like this its just... I liked that shirt.”

“In the bag over there, was going to toss them but thought I would ask first. You want me to send them to cleaning?” She pointed at a yellow bag with 'bio hazard' logo on it.

“Uh, cleaning? What's-” I started.

“They are soaked in his musk you silly cat, if you put them on you would be walking around top heavy for a fair while longer and be humping the furniture again.” She said laughing.

I blushed, thankfully it would be hidden well by my fur, it didn't sound that bad an idea, Sally had been much closer with me like this. I wonder...

We finished the work and she said, “It's good that you are able to function again, his cage, as always, needs further cleaning. And with how worked up he has been over you I wasn't going in there without someone out here. Now, this time we will both be wearing the belts,” at my attempt to cut in she raised a hand, “I know I know, but if you do get carried away, without me here to help, it will at least protect you from his, deeper, affections.”

I sighed and nodded reluctantly. “Ok, but show me how to put it on.” I said, now here was an ulterior motive if ever she was going to find one.

“Ok, put these on first, they will stop chafing.” She handed me a large pair of 'bloomer' type underwear, but a fair bit thicker material than what most underwear would be.

Cursing bad luck I pulled them on. “Ok then, now you start at the back, go under here first and grip with your thighs, then around each side and click together.” She had me done up and locked tight before I realised, not having 'weak' human skin, I could have worn the damn thing as it was and had her handle me... closely.

“Ok then, now I will take your key in there, and you can have my key out here, that way we can't get in too much trouble.” She said, making for the door.

My mind briefly flickered, if I grabbed her, I could probably wrestle her into the cage, take her key, unlock us both and...

The moment had passed already, I breathed a sigh of relief.

It was then I realised he was at the glass, looking at me, completely ignoring Sally.

I fell to my knees and crawled up to the glass, panting heavily.

“I said, I'm done, you going to start licking the glass again? You have been staring at him like a kid in a candy shop for over ten minutes since I have been out.” Sally's voice was right beside me, and for her I managed to tear my gaze away from the big cat just inches from me, inches that might as well be miles.

“No, I think my head is clearing more.” I said, getting up, burning all my willpower to just walk away from his proximity.

“Well, we are done here for the day, you can't leave the facility like that, but there’s a small flat attached that I have taken the liberty of securing for you. Unless you want back in the little cage?” She raised an eyebrow.

“No, please, a shower and a nice warm bed sounds good.” I said with feeling.

My glance betrayed me as my eyes slid toward the phallus that was still discarded in the small cage.

“Yes dear, you can take Mr Happy with you, just don't use it in bed, they will have to burn the bedclothes as it is, if you leak anywhere near as much as you did in there they would have to burn the whole room.” She told me, retrieving and shaking the large flexible dong as though it was a teachers rule.

I giggled, “Yes miss Richards.” I said in a wheedling tone.

She just laughed, handing me the toy, “And its a boomerang, I want to see it back here tomorrow you hear?”

I nodded blankly, just holding it again made me feel a small need.

“And David?” she said and I snapped my head back up to look into her eyes, “Your a lot cuter as a kitty cat.” And she gave me a peck on the tip of my nose.

If I thought I had blushed hard before, it was nothing to how I felt now, a heat rushed into me and I felt my blood boiling as images floated back to my head.

She had already turned and was almost out the door, “Your billet is the one just out and to the left, its got toiletries and things inside. Its the one I keep maintained if ever we have... accidents, like this.”

And with that, she was gone and I was left holding the dong.

An itch made me look down suddenly and I realised I still had the damn chastity belt on. Glancing around I noticed the key on the edge of the table and, with a sigh, removed the contraption and the pants.

It was then, having cleaned and put away the metal belt, I spied my shirt cleaned and folded on a shelf. I owed my boss a big one.

Slipping the shirt on two things became very very obvious, as both of them were pressed tightly against the fabric.

The feel of my breasts pressed softly by the fabric was nice and I immediately started feeling warm again.

“No, bad girl!” I said mockingly and, with a shiver and a paw full of soft rubber, I opened the door leading outside.

The parking lot and the front gate were to my right, to my left a row of little units, one of them, I spied, had a note taped to the door.

Padding over, completely at ease with the fact I was out in public with no pants on, I walked up and read the note:

David,

Key is in the door, just leave anything you dirty on the bed, it will be taken care of.

Sallyps, remember about the bed!!!

I could almost hear her soft voice turn to steel as I read the last bit and sighing, opened the door.

The place was small, cramped, but there was a big bed and a shower. A warm shiver of anticipation ran down me at the thought of getting all the accumulated mess off me from being locked in a cramped cage for three days.

Slipping my shirt off and tossing it on the dressing cabinet, I made for the bathroom.

Still carrying my black friend in one paw I climbed into the shower and turned on the stream.

“Aaaahhhh” I said happily, a soft purr beginning deep in my throat as the water cascaded over me.

A large bottle of a neutral smelling shampoo was evidence that this was not the first time the building was being used by someone with more than the regulation amount of paws, and further, it was not all uncommon.

Washing my fur, one section at a time, starting with my head I couldn't help but get turned on, paws rubbing over my sensitive breasts strayed, one maintaining its work, rubbing the cleaning solution into my mammaries, the other slipped a digit into my puffy sex, bringing a soft gasp and happy little squeal as, turning, the water hit the same area.

It was then my eyes spied the shower head and it clicked what had looked different about it, it was a detachable one with a retracting hose!

Reaching up and drawing the device from its cradle I started working the jets of water over my chest, washing away all the soap suds and giving my nipples little pin pricks of pleasure every time one of the fine nozzles caught one with its focused beam of moisture.

My back pressed to the wall of the cubicle, I was panting heavily, the paw at my groin now worked franticly as my body ached for a release that seemed just out of reach.

Sighing I brought the spray nozzle down and worked it over my mound, gasping loudly at first, overwhelmed by the feelings. Gritting my teeth and feeling my claws extend, I drew the spray head further away and sighed as it became more soothing, softer.

Running my paw over my outer lips, working myself into a frenzy, there was something holding me back, I couldn't reach the ultimate conclusion to the rise in need and pleasure.

My mind focused on the male I could all but feel on my back, simulated by the walls pressure. I ached for that phantom male to penetrate me and all at once I realised what the trigger for my release would be and reached away from my groin to grab the dildo.

Touching it to my lips, I worked the tip of it over and around my entrance, teasing myself into an agonising need, letting my body absolutely scream its ache to be filled into my mind. And with a deft sliding push, I allowed it that.

I dropped to my knees then, hips rocking back and forth, the shower head forgotten as it wiggled around, feeling like, in the depths of my fantasy mating, a mates tail as it whipped around in his throes of passion.

Again and again I drove the member in and out of my folds, working it like a piston and, with one growling roar, I came.

Head pressed hard against one wall of the shower, rear in the air, rocking motions slowly stilling, I knew that my world had shaken and tilted just a bit off centre. And I was not in the least bit worried about that.

After taking a while to recover I eventually managed to get my paws back under me and regained my footing.

“Time to finish this.” I said, grabbing further big handfuls of soap and worked them into my fur, up and down my legs and around my groin, trying to be careful not to get worked up again.

Pretty soon I was turning the water off and with a giggle shook myself hard twice, spraying the shower walls with water and a little loose hair.

Climbing out I had a sudden urge and without thinking, started to lick my fur dry.

It took a while, I am not sure how long exactly but I couldn't have stopped if I wanted to, I had to get myself looking 'just right' again.

Finally, purring softly, I was done and slipped into the bed.

“This job certainly has its interesting points” I remarked softly to myself as I slid off to sleep.

Growing Closer

I woke slowly, feeling the sun streaming in through the window.

Stretching in the bed I felt more alive and relaxed than I had since, well, since forever.

Rising I looked back at the covers, it was rumpled but otherwise looked fine, compulsion forcing me to make the bed and check on any mess I had made in the bathroom. Finding water all over the place I set about with a towel and cleaned up as best I could manage.

Finally done, I pulled my shirt over my head, I felt clean, cheery and ready for the day ahead.

I poked my head out the front door, looking around a bit nervously. Now that my body had calmed down a bit further I felt my nakedness a little more, but checking the room turned up nothing to wear. So face burning hot in embarrassment, I pulled the shirt down as far as I could and made a mad dash the two hundred meters to the enclosures office area.

Closing my eyes as I leaned on the inside of the door, pushing it backwards I heard, “You're looking much better this morning, hrmm smelling better too. Didn't want to say anything yesterday but you were a bit on the smelly side of 'cat in heat'. If you know what I mean.”

I was shocked. I was standing in front of Sally, my groin peeking out from under my shirt.

I coloured red and tried hurriedly to cover myself.

“Oh, the 'adam and eve' sensation has worn off has it? Ok there's overalls in the second closet along the far wall.” She told me, even as I was in motion as she described the location.

Pulling the one piece covering up and over me I wondered suddenly what to do with my tail. For the most part it had been very natural to keep it out of my way but I was a bit confused.

“Just put it down your pants leg, sheesh kittens.” Sally said with a false exasperated air.

I was just doing up the straps over my shoulders when she asked, “Your done? Good. Now originally the plan was to have you in every second day, to help me catch up on categorising these results and watch while I cleaned the cage, but since you can't go home I guess I need to find something for you to do.”

I turned around during her explanation, watching her eyes flash as she talked.

“So I called around the other animal departments, and guess what, another unit has some work that you, even in your current condition, can complete.” She told me and preceded to explain directions.

My day was thus spent, shovelling nasty things from a pile into bags, measuring food servings and other mundane things.

Settling in to bed that evening, having just left a hot, long, shower that did more than just clean me, I pondered briefly what the rest of the week would bring as sleep descended.

Sally had been cleaning out Ralf's enclosure, the big cat having seemed to be less interested in me now and was back to harassing the redhead every chance he got.

My needs were under control now, I no longer went weak at the knees just thinking about the big cat, and I managed to get some work done on filing reports.

There was a knock at the door, “Come in!” I called.

The door opened and the mail delivery guy dropped off a sealed manilla envelope addressed to our department generally but also to 'Dr Richards' more specifically.

It wasn't marked urgent so I saw no point in calling her out early.

I was working through another set of documents when I heard the inner gate close. “Argg, that animal is incorrigible, he has soaked my clothes clean through!” I looked up and got the most amazing smell from Sally, flaring my nostrils slightly at the richness of it.

I was still staring lazily in her direction, drawing in more of that smell when my brain registered that she was now standing there undressed.

For a full ten seconds my brain just coasted, the smell and the sight combining wonderfully to build a happy little fantasy.

WHACK!

My nose stung, “I said, what's that under your arm?” Sally was saying to me, still bare but damp now as well, my mind slowly catching up reported she had used a hose to wash the musk off after stripping.

“Uh, mail guy delivered it while you were busy. It didn't say urgent so I di-” I began.

She took hold of the proffered document, cutting in, “Its fine David, now what have we...” she was opening it, brushing aside the 'eyes only' and 'national security' seals.

“Sally, I don't mean to sound odd, but I haven't eaten all week..” I said into the sudden silence.

She glanced up quickly, “Your body is much like his at the moment, you won't need to eat food until you are more human again.”

Back to her papers I made a little, “Oh.” sound.

“Fuck, this is...hrmm.” she read more, I was curious now, and rose to walk beside her, trying to read over her shoulder.

She snapped the folder closed with a suddenness that almost saw me fall backwards.

Sighing, Sally looked up to me.

“David, things are about to get... complicated. One of Ralf's sons, held in America, has died due to a mistake and now, now they are requesting another male.” She was looking at me oddly.

“What's that mean to us?” I asked.

“It means David, we need that big lug in there to have some kittens.” I was staring at her, did she

mean what I thought she meant? But the rules? Continuing she said, “It won't take too long, litters tend to mature quickly, usually four to six weeks.”

I continued to look at her, but managed to say, “Uh what?”

She suddenly looked me directly in the eyes, “David, I am the highest qualified specialist in this species on the planet, you're an intern. I like you David, but I don't think I want to trust you to look after me and midwife me. So...”

I was in mild shock, was she asking this of me?

“David, you're the only one here who is up for it.” she said, but my eyes wandered from hers just then, wandered into the enclosure, saw a flank, then a shoulder, then just a flick of tail as the big cat worked his way through the simulated forest.

I said it before I even realised I had opened my muzzle.

“Ok.”

“You sure?” she asked me, concern suddenly tainting her voice.

“Yeah. Yeah I think I am, but I don't think I am a good judge of that any more. What do you think?” I said numbly.

“I think you're the bravest guy I have ever met. Now, there will be precautions, we can't be exactly sure when he has sired kittens onto you, so I think we should give it, say, eight matings, just to be sure, then I will tranq him” She was explaining, “David, you still with me?”

“I think so. How long till we start?” I asked.

Touching my furred arm, she said, “You can go in any time you want, the gun is loaded and ready always.” I heard a drawer open and close, but didn't pay much attention.

I noted her getting a pair of the big bloomers out, just prior to my awareness narrowing, the soft click of a chastity belt locking the last thing I sensed that wasn't directly between me and Ralf.

Stripping off my overalls, I advanced, naked, toward the cage doors, a soft beckoning in the back of my head, freed from the silencing muzzle of my conciousness by my acceptance of the task.

I passed through the cage in a daze, he was just beside the doorway, panting, seemingly already aware of what was to come.

As I closed the second gate, he pressed against my thigh, purring loudly, rubbing his muzzle all along me.

“Your fine, its all good David, just give in to him, its ok.” Sally's soft words behind me, urging me to go on, finally lit the fire below the kindling of my need and I moaned a little as the cat sniffed at my crotch, his soft nose bumping my slit.

Need poured into me then, ache and want combined into one, visceral impulse. The impulse to breed.

Ralf had other ideas though, even as I waited there, on hands and knees, tail held flagging. His tongue lashed out at my nether-lips, bringing a yowling cry to my throat.

Again and again the lightning strikes of his touch lanced against my tender flesh and I couldn't believe how it made me feel, pleasure radiating out to every nerve ending, making every touch, every sensation into something sensual. I ripped at the ground with my claws at the unbearable feelings even as I begged with my throat for him to continue.

His touch ceased, I was left hanging in one moment, a soft whimper beginning to build-up in my throat.

The sound turned into a gasp as he paced beside me and, reaching a fore-leg over my shoulder, leaned his weight into me, forcing my chest to lower down into the dirt.

He gripped at my neck, tightly, a reminder of just who was in control. Obediently my body gave in to his implied threat and I felt my rear raise up under him, pressing the base of my tail hard against his underbelly.

Gripping a little tighter at my neck, he pulled himself forward, or me backwards, I am not sure, all I do know is with that first movement, he had found his mark and sunk in.

I whined loudly, the feel of his spines dragging into me, his girth now swelling further to fill my depths, depths that had yearned for days for this moment.

Arching my back further, trying to maximise how much he had worked into me, I felt my breasts push down and into the soft soil, nipples still rock hard and thrust into the loam, the grounds touch feeling like a pair of hands with a tight grip.

He began, working his hips slowly at first, then with increasing speed and the spines now buried far within my love cavern, both tortured and pleasured me alternately from moment to moment as he worked himself deeper and faster into me.

At once, without warning, my release tore a hole in my existence and I was lost in a crying scream that echoed around the enclosure.

Panting hard, his weight still bearing in and out of my breeding cavern I knew then, that in that moment at least, I was no longer my own person, I was his, his sex toy, his breeding hole, his to fuck as much as he wanted. And I had gone to it willingly.

The thought of that, as much as the constant stimulation pulled me into another release, I roared this time, he had released my neck at some point and I was free to act, partially at least, in any manner I wished, and with the afterglow of pleasure still saturating me I acted in one definitive way, by rocking my hips to meet his driving thrusts.

He was purring, I felt it through my shoulder muscles, he was purring because I was such a good mate for him. That thought flowed through me, a feeling of ascent accompanying it. This time I could feel myself building, no longer slaved to the explosive releases of earlier.

I felt him grip back down on my ruff and rumble a growl low into my body, shaking my very bones. His member began to flare, pushing the spines out further, almost painfully into my soft, delicate insides, almost... all pain flowed away, there was only pleasure as I felt him build and, with one final heave of his muscles sent his shaft, his spines and his seed burning into me.

He released my neck again, crying his dominance out loudly and I felt my voice rise through the breaking surf of pleasure, to join his in one drawn out, simultaneous release.

So much, he had put so much of himself into me, I lay there, now fully on my belly, his member still buried deep, both of us too tired to want to rouse.

I noted my breasts had actually decreased in size slightly and the colour tones up and down my arms were now much closer in tone to his own.

I was a little bit more, his.

Time flowed, neither slowly nor quickly, I felt him soften within me and draw back, he cleaned himself up with no fuss even as I turned myself and found, to my pleasure, I could do the same. Lapping at my damp fur, tastes of his and my fluids matting me down, I purred happily, warming to my task.

I heard a soft gasp behind me and, turning my head, saw Sally, a video camera trained on me, her other hand rubbing her thighs slowly, likely cursing the chastity belt with every passing moment. Well well well, she was turned on by this after all. Well, lets make it a show then.

Rising, I felt a whole lot more comfortable on all fours, no longer needing to drop to my knees, my legs seemed shaped to suit either horizontal or vertical posture, I turned and padded to my mate and leaned down to the spot he was attending and helped.

Lapping at his member, retreated as it was within his sheath, I got the full taste of him again and to my amazement, his penis began to expand again from its furry hiding place, encouraged by my ministrations.

With a grunt, the big cat regained his paws and circled around me, sniffing in places, finally coming to a halt beside me. Knowing what he was about to do this time, I flagged my tail over and welcomed the feel of him as his big paw landed beside my shoulder, his weight bearing into me once more.

This could be a long day...

Sweet Dreams

I moaned softly, claws digging in and out of the soil underneath me, waking softly.

He was warm at my side, my mate, he had filled me with fire so many times, I couldn't begin to keep track, I picked up another scent though, something apart from his musk.

Turning my head I saw her, Sally, some part of me filled in. It didn't matter, she didn't matter, so long as my mate was here and my belly swelled with hi.... a flash hit my mind, something wasn't quite right.

The plan, we needed someone to lay with the big cat, to bear his kittens, I had agreed.

I purred softly, my other mind and my needs colliding into an agreeing mess, this was a nice thing.

“My count is at seven, David, just so as you know. Think you can stir him to another go? I need some sleep and don't dare leave you two together alone.” Sally said, stifling a yawn.

Eight? Oh yes, eight times, to be sure my belly would swell. There was nothing else for it then...

I rose softly, there was little left of me human, I still had what seemed like stubby fingers, a slight swelling in my chest all that remained of my breasts, my hips were a little wide still, but I was confined to all fours.

I reached forward, stretching out as far as I could, arcing my back and curling my tail.

Holding myself for just a moment, I slowly eased my muscles back, bringing myself to a more natural pose.

I managed to growl out, “Wwwwron morrrr?”

Sally nodded back to me. This made me happy, I got one more mating with him.

Turning back to the male in question, I was about to wake him with a lick, when something inside told me a warning, 'this would be your last', and it wasn't referring to the limit Sally had set.

He came awake at the touch of my breath on his maleness and climbed languidly to his feet. A soft whuff as he leaned his neck over my suddenly frozen form. Could I give in one last time? Be his forever?

I turned to face Sally and murred just one word past my muzzle, before my body gave in to the need, “Help”. I was amazed at the clarity of it, for such a complex sound for my new throat to make, but that amazement was short lived, I nipped at the big male, making sure his attention was completely on me before turning around, offering myself to him again.

Dimly I heard Sally say, “What does he mean, 'help'?” even as I felt the big cat lean over me pushing me down again, sliding home into my depths with practised ease.

“Oh shit, its your last isn't it? You can feel it just like Kate said she could before... fuck!” I heard dimly, feeling the big cat stroking deeply, this wasn't a slow, loving mating, like the first, he was impatient to get this done.

A soft 'phut' sounded and I felt the male above me slow his pace, I thought he was trying to tease me, so began pushing back, wanting him to return to me. He slumped sideways off my back, dragging his spines from my depths. I saw then, his groin tense suddenly and his seed fired from his maleness, staining the grass and his fur where it touched.

A sadness welled over me, I had to get that inside me and I started to move forward to drink from him when the little sound came again and with it, darkness.

-

I woke, still groggy from the dart, a heavy weight lay over me.

Thinking it my mate I turned my head to see what he was about when I heard the crying.

“I'm so sorry David, I didn't realise, I didn't mean to ask you to, why didn't I notice...”

It was Sally, weeping onto my fur.

She must have felt my movement because she backed up away from me quickly looking into my eyes, I could feel her gaze searching, did she think I was lost.

“Ss oh kayyy” I managed, muzzle still having trouble with some sounds.

Her weight instantly returned, arms wrapping around my up-stretched neck, “Oh god you're still in there, David I am-” she started to weep harder.

I pulled from her grip easily, looked up into her tear wracked face and leaned forward, cleaning the tears away a purr beginning deep in my chest.

Her sobs stopped after a while, she had laid down with me, in the small cage. Hearing her deep, breathing, a sign of sleep, I curled up a bit closer around her, my instincts reaching to protect a fellow female.

As I lay there, feeling her, relaxed and completely vulnerable, I realised I had no urges to mate again, the need that had filled me last time was not present. Within me something, my instincts again likely, informed me that this was because I was pregnant and no longer in heat.

I was drowsy myself, and napped on and off during the day, letting the doctor have her sleep she so desperately needed.

“Mmmm, are you really in there David? Was it real or a dream?” She said slowly, waking me from my own rest.

“Ss meh” I managed, purring softly again.

“Can you tell if you are...” Sally asked, trailing off.

“You grrroh a lot quesns day.” I mumbled back, keeping the purr going, “Yeh.” I nuzzled my belly, knowing that the big males seed had taken root within me.

“Ugh, so tired still. And this, despite you obliging, is not comfortable.” she said with a grin, refering

obviously to the sleeping arrangements.

I understood, she need to be in a bed, she needed to have a full nights sleep so she could look after me.

I tried to work the situation in my head, her clothes were ruined, she needed rest... the flat!

I rolled to my feet, all four of them. Sally tried to follow suit to her own but I pushed her back down, “Shday” I said.

“Eeep.” she exclaimed falling back to her rear on the ground.

I padded to the exit door and, twisting with my muzzle managed to open it. Using my tail to hold it open I reached out and snagged a chair with a claw, able to wedge it in the doorway.

Turning back to my charge, who was still sitting obediently, I dragged the smelly 'cat blanket' from the cage over her, gripped her by the back of the neck, wrapped in the blanket, and just started marching out, flicking the chair with my tail on the way past but snatching the appendage out of the way before the door caught it, closing behind me.

Carrying her, I trotted to the cabin, managed to work one of my stubby fingered paws up and opened the door, carrying the doctor inside.

She hadn't said a word, just let me carry her around.

Lifting herself clear of the floor, she pulled back the covers of the bed and was asleep before she could even straighten up or pull the covers over herself.

Smiling happily, I climbed onto the bed and snuggled down beside her, using my fur to protect her from where she had forgotten to pull the bedclothes over.

Purring I let full sleep take me again.

-

Warmth floods me as I purr myself back awake, the feelings pumping through me leaving me in a happy little mess of thoughtless lust.

I opened my eyes slowly, revealing a half asleep redhead in bed with me, she picks that time to curl her fingers up, penetrating the folds she had been up till then, only toying with.

I let loose a sigh, reaching out my own blunt paw to engage her.

Her skin, so soft, seems so fragile at first as I run my fingers around her belly and down her thigh, teasing her.

It was then her eyes flew open and she just stared. “You're... we're...” She began, but I took the words she wanted to follow with from her, lifting my digits to her now damp slit, running one finger up into her gently while swishing around the entrance with the knuckles of the same hand.

She just opened her mouth, moaning very quietly. I leaned forward and put a lick on her nose, bringing her eyes open again and she looked right into my own.

She leant forward this time, pressing her lips to the tip of my muzzle, kissing me, pushing her tongue at my feline lips.

I opened my mouth for her, lamenting that she had stilled her fingers, but realising at the same time I had ceased my attentions too. I began to rectify that.

Her tongue pushed past my sharp teeth, to play with my own appendage, lapping at it and getting the taste of me.

My ministrations had stirred her to similar action and I gasped as her fingers reached my most delicate parts.

I broke the kiss suddenly, pulling back from her and, without giving her any notice, inverted in the bed, bringing my muzzle to her crotch.

A long lick and tickling fingers began to probe at my sex once more, making me yowl out, my muzzle pressed to her own female-hood.

Pulling back, resisting the temptation to just dig my tongue right in, I started working her petals, softly at first, then leaning more of my oral dexterity and strength into the task. I could feel her breaths coming fast upon me now, and in an agonising moment, realised she had peaked just as I had, my passage constricting again and again around her invading tongue.

I lay panting, lapping around her mound, cleaning it of any drool or oh-so-delicious juices even as she serviced me in the same way.

“That's...” she panted, “That's my first time with a cat babe. How did I do?” She asked.

I turned away from my work, looking down into those beautiful eyes.

“Purrrrrfect.” I said, rolling the R into a deep purr of contentment and finally managing a T”

Moving On

Our affection for each other grew steadily, along with my midsection. Sally no longer drove to her house, she and I lived in the little flat and learned about each other.

I was now at the five and a half week mark, I felt bloated all the time but Sally became more and more excited as the pregnancy progressed.

She had confessed to me that no one had ever managed to keep hold of themselves after the mating, usually being caught too many times by the male. She thought I would be mad and angry at her for risking me.

I lapped her tears and fears away, I couldn't get angry with her, she was too wonderful to be angry at.

“So, how much longer do you give me?” I asked, my speech much more practised now, I rarely lost any T's any more, usually only when stressed. Right now though I was concentrating on not getting turned on by my lovers tender probing.

“Hrmm, you feel like you will pop any day now David, its...” She was still feeling lightly at my lower belly when she broke off, at about the same time I felt a distinct release of pressure. “Your water just let go, its starting!” Sally said excitedly.

Letting my body and instinct do all the work was easy, and I was very big on easy, letting the 'inner cat' loose to do its thing.

I needed to find somewhere softer, my mind working then suddenly I took off, I knew where was warm, cosy and very very safe.

The small cage.

Snuggling down into the old blanket I felt a pressure build in my belly and instinctively I pushed. A shuddering breath came to me after it and I was almost relaxed when it came again, then again.

I was pushing more and more when I heard Sally say, “Here's your first!” And she passed the kitten up to my chest where I felt it snuggle down against me. Sally had wiped most of the mess off the little kitten, but I gave him a good tongue bath as he had his first drink.

The cramping started again, same pattern, getting faster and faster. With a soft mewl and one last push I felt another life enter the world.

“He's your second, and I think you're last love.” I was licking at him before he even found a nipple, but snapped my head up at her word, she said IT. For the first time I had heard her say it.

Another cramping push and I felt something further leave me and my inside voice gave the feeling 'you are done'.

I bent back to my little kittens, warmth filling me as I felt them suckle softly at my chest.

I lay back, stretching out and just relaxing, leaving the clean up to Sally, after all, she had promised all those days back with 'you can't midwife me', well, she is not only qualified but is responsible, at

least in part, for this whole mess.

I fell slowly into a happy warm darkness, it was filled with loving thoughts and a pair of young that needed me to survive.

-

I woke to something chewing at my ear.

The source was obvious, but how to distract them long enough to...

He climbed down from my head and nuzzled into my chest, after his next meal. I sighed, “How much longer till they wean?” I asked, knowing by sound and scent that Sally was not only in the room with me but watching me.

“Another week, then you will slowly start changing back, maybe another month for that and you should be almost ready to go again...” I heard the mirth in her voice, even though it was at my expense, I couldn't stop the rumbling purr stemming from having both my kittens with me and my lover close.

-

I looked down to the kittens, we were sending them both to the 'States. I hadn't named them, knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't stop myself from getting one last lick before the crate was sealed up.

“You knew we would have to do this right David?” Sally said, arm around me as the crate was being carried off by military airmen.

“I knowww.” I slurred, letting the accent slip at that moment, “I jus, I lovedem so mush.” I was crying now, my head pressed into her shoulder.

The two weeks since weaning had restored to me a portion of my humanity, allowing me to walk upright again.

I cried, all told, for two days after they had left, until I had word, from a different handler to the one who initially sent the request, telling us they had both arrived and were settling into their new habitat.

The woman overseeing them sent us frequent pictures over the next two months, I got to see my little kittens grow to adulthood very rapidly and it suddenly dawned on me just how different this species was.

-

“Sally?” I asked, scratching at my face again, returned to male and human, I kept forgetting to shave, “Have you ever considered the psychological aspect of all this changing?”

“Its been well documented David, how the brain reverts to instinct the further and further the animal drives you to being one of them. You know only too well how easy it is to slip into that instinct yourself.” I nodded at her comment, but she hadn't touched on what I wanted.

“I mean, yeah it was pretty bad at first, but over time, I felt almost normal like that, more like a

human in a cat body than a cat stuck with a useless human intellect.” I stated. “What I was really wondering, can repeated, deep change acclimatisation affect even shallow changes?”

She looked pointedly right at me, and at that instant I knew I had her.

“I don't think anyone has been... stupid enough to try that. Are you volunteering for it David?” She asked sweetly.

I laughed, “Come on Sally, you know I just, I just don't feel right like this any more. I mean, I love being with you, being able to really hold and be with you, but I just... I guess I miss having a tail the most.” I confessed.

She knew this, the recent run of psychological evaluations had shown this in me. I had been afraid at first, after the first test results were released to us, that they would fire me, not let me work here any more. After about the fifth I started to pick up that the psych team were far too interested in my mind than how it might affect my work. They had picked apart my gender identities, my loosening ties to my humanity and to some extent, but with decreasing interest, my love, no matter my form, for Sally.

She looked at me, “Well, there was one thing I wanted to test, it won't stop him changing you completely, but it will stop his seed finding your womb.” I looked up at her, she was actually going along with it? “Come to think of it, lets do it.” I jumped out of my seat, ready to run in and rut with the big cat right then and there when a grip on my shoulder slowed me. “Hold it buster, I want the paperwork done first, and the experiment write up.”

I fell back to my work, attacking the data with renewed vigour.

-

The next few days passed, seeing me hard at work writing and reviewing my paper, until I had it just how I wanted it.

Submitting it to Sally, I left her to it and went for a run around the compound.

The sun fading, I came back to the office to find Sally at her desk, paper strewn about around her. By the second time I cleared my throat she looked up with a big smile, “This is a great proposal, I can see ways to extend it, but the base of it is very very sound. How would you like to start tomorrow?”

“Sounds like a plan.” I said, “But first...” I chuckled, running over the the doors into the enclosure, opening the first and stepping into the little cage.

“Wait! You're suppose to-” She began and stopped as she saw me, rather than reach to open the second door, just reach my arms through the cage to the inside enclosure.

Ralf was there, cuddling into my pats, I felt his muzzle rub against me again and again, eventually lighting a wet heat within me.

I turned back and left the small cage, stepping back into the room with Sally. I was now a very female human as well as a very horny one.

“Oh, wow.” was all she said. I knew she wasn't keen on men. She really tried to love me as my male

self, but it didn't work out well for her. Fortunately Ralf was always ready to help.

Taking her back to our flat, rubbing the musk from my arms all over her, driving her to a frenzy, I made her night complete, several times.

In the little part at the back of my mind, I heard a 'just in case' murmured. I really really hoped not.

-

A whirlwind morning led me to this point, standing here, naked as the day I was... wait, no, I was male when I was born. Naked as the day I was first fucked by Ralf then, yeah that would do.

“So what I need you to do, after your first mating, you need to come to me, I will push this rod down inside you and release the spermicide, it will affect you for at least seventy two hours, plenty of time. You have up to six matings, you're up!” she said.

I walked to the cage door, working the first door, then, with that closed, the second.

He was waiting for me of course, he knew his little mate had returned, couldn't not return.

This was all being filmed this time, not a scrap of data would be lost.

He was getting more boisterous by the moment, eager for me to succumb to his pheromone laden musk. And while I could feel it working insidiously, I found it within myself now to be able to resist, having experienced almost everything he could do.

“Are you going to lay down and fuck him or do I have to come in there and pin you down?” Sally said from behind the glass.

I turned to face her, about ten feet away and pulled a face.

Ralf took advantage of my inattention and leapt onto my back, knocking me forwards to the ground.

At the touch of his fur on my back, my hands dug into the ground, it fired something inside me and slowly, I gave in and welcomed the ardour his scents were working hard to conjure within me.

I whimpered a little as he mounted me, pressing me forward, but without restraint I stumbled a little and soon found myself pressed against the glass.

I managed to turn a little before he finally grew tired of the game and leaned down to grip my neck, reigning in any urge I had to get away from him.

With this grip, this power over me, he pushed forward and I felt his member part my hairless lips, felt more and more of him ease into me as he slowly, inexorably brought his hips up to meet my buttocks.

I caught sight, out of the corner of my eye, of Sally adjusting a camera, it was literally inches from where our bodies met, recording everything.

Slowly, painfully so, he drew back, letting his barbs trail down my insides, scratching at me, bringing a yowling cry to my mouth, much like you will hear from a female cat when his tom does exactly the same thing to her feline insides.

Forward again, pain turned pleasure, the barbs tickling back over all the flesh they had strained, forcing me to moan out this time, making it abundantly clear just which stroke I liked better.

He didn't care of course, he just had a female underneath him, around him, under his control, one that not only would let him do anything he wanted to, but would embrace every tortured stroke, every sharp bite and every claw mark and then whimper and moan for more when it was done.

Again and again he used those slow strokes, the sound of my voice in various stages of pain or pleasure now the only thing I could hear above my thundering heart beat.

Suddenly, as though he either grew bored of the torment or simply felt I had learned my lesson, he began to truly rut within me.

As his hips started to cycle in earnest I felt a heated friction begin within me and, as he release my neck to growl out his satisfaction, I felt that friction explode into a raw heat that filled me. I lifted my head till it was beside his and roared, despite not having even a fraction of his DNA in me yet, so strong was the cat-instinct within me now.

By the time my clenching muscles and electrified nerves calmed down, I knew something was odd here, he had swelled up larger than I had ever felt him before, so big that as he drew back from me, he was dragging my hips back with him, his returning thrusts only serving to show me just how big he was.

I felt his finishing thrusts begin and felt too his member swell even further, the spines now painful even on the return stroke, but by this stage there was no longer meaning for me between the pleasure and the pain, it was all just heat, igniting my insides.

My body felt suddenly devoid of all feeling, and I noticed winking white lights at the corners of my vision. For that split instant I wondered what had happened, why I wasn't feeling any more when his withdrawn member, having raked my insides raw with its immensely swollen, spined, size, thrust in, bringing back the feelings and shoving them into every atom of my existence as he and I came together, I cried, I screamed, I moaned, I made every sound I could to try and express what I felt, none of them were adequate or strong enough to convey the small nuclear furnace of heat he had shoved back into me.

Unconsciousness hovered around me, threatening to take me away from the sensations, the wonderful glow that still filled me, the amazing lines of pain that he had etched within my most sensitive tunnel.

I would have cursed the big beast if I didn't want him to do it to me all over again.

As I lay there, eventually, he removed himself and with a few tender licks to my rear, wandered off to rest.

A hand touched my flank, I could feel it working its fingers around in the fur, my fur.

I purred happily at the attention of my lover.

“You know I have to put this in you David.” She said, resting something long on the side of my belly. “It will help you, trust me.”

I could do nothing else, my legs certainly were not capable of moving me, and I would never try to ward her away from me with my threatening jaws, not my mate.

Softly, every so softly, I felt her hands touch my abused entrance, pouring something warm around it.

“This will sooth you a little, and lessen the pain. Tell me if you want more of it, I can work it inside you if you wish, just tell me love.” She said, the word sparking a heat inside me that had nothing to do with rutting males and their torturous spined penises.

I just sighed as she first slipped a pair of fingers into me, feebly I tried to work my muscles around them but they had been stretched beyond their limit and would need time to return to normal.

Deeper and deeper the thing she put in me travelled, until with a slight pressure, I felt it press against the end of my passage.

I let out a soft whine when that happened, “Yes love, that's as far as it needs to go, this will be done soon.”

A coldness flowed into my deepest parts, filling out, making some parts I hadn't know about that had been burning with heat quench suddenly icy cold, drawing a soft mewl from my throat.

My mate didn't mistake that vocal, she knew it was need and want, and she reacted as a good mate should.

Working fingers in and out, I felt her start to manipulate the tool deep within me, bringing the whole experience, soft as it seemed compared to Ralf's performance, crashing around me, tossing me to flow over the edge, alternating heat and cold pouring through me.

I felt as she left me, her hand patting my flank and I felt suddenly reassured, she would not let me lose myself.

Not my love.

Underestimation

As I lay there, the cool fire that Sally's hands had worked into me reacted with the burning pain and heat that my time under the tender mercies of Ralf worked into my flesh, left me, if anything, whimpering for more and reluctantly I drew my legs under myself, not risking standing but merely a paws and knees crawl.

To try and find that male and do anything he wanted till he would quench the fire of my need with the ache that only he could instil in me.

I knew the smell of me would be attractive to him, and likewise I tracked him through the enclosure by his own musk, splattered as it was everywhere he walked.

All of a sudden, I drew up short, he was in front of me, laying down on his side, calm and serene, apparently unmoved by my posture or my scent.

I whined and whimpered for him and his response was to roll further to his side, rolling his hips over till his legs were splayed in the air, showing off his complete lack of interest with the completely sheathed nature of his penis.

Crawling closer, I noted that while he was completely ignoring me, he wasn't actively trying to rid himself of my presence, it encouraged me, at least a little.

I got close and turned, positioning my rump near his muzzle. When I turned to see what reaction that got, I found he had rolled so he was facing the other way.

The burning was becoming an inferno, and this indifferent creature was the only thing on the planet that could sate that fire, tame it and work it to his own ends.

Growing desperate, I crawled on my belly around, smelling his musk everywhere, and slowly worked my muzzle down to his raised groin.

Tentatively I reached out with my tongue, lapping gently at the end of his sheath.

His haunches twitched a little and a little redness was visible at the opening, feeling the heat rise further and desperate to have it quenched I lapped at that exposed redness.

Salty, salty but good.

Growing bolder I brought the growing member to my mouth, feeling the texture of it as it rubbed my tongue and the roof of my maw.

Careful of my teeth I worked at him, feeling it grow more and more, spines eventually springing up to wedge in the back of my throat.

Gasping for air, and getting none, his haunches started to pump his ever swelling maleness till it was all I could do to not have it choke me to death.

The spines, even as they had caused lasting wounds to my love passage, now caused similar ones in my throat.

My vision started dimming, I hadn't gotten any air for some time, when he drew back sharply, rasping his spined member along my tongue and the roof of my mouth, but giving me a moment where I could gulp in air, and I did, just before he flared larger still and began to shoot his seed down my neck as he thrust back in, deep, his balls slapping against my nose.

An odd warmth enveloped me and while it passed I felt changes occur, my legs and hips adjusted to be able to walk on all fours, my breasts reduced slightly, my senses all sharpening...

My need growing stronger...

Frantic now, I turned around, pointing my rear just in front of him and, with a sigh, sprayed. My pheromone laden urine soaking into the ground, the smell of it driving me further and, at last, rousing the big cat from his relaxation.

Swatting at me, he herded me back out, into the open and just as we had broken out of the dense foliage of the enclosure and into the clearing at the glass I felt him pad up beside me and roar at me.

Submissively and wantonly, I lowered myself down, raising my rear in a high arc, giving every part of myself to his need, if only so he could lessen the need within me.

He nipped at my shoulders, demanding I go lower. And I did.

Pushing myself hard down, into the dirt, I lowered my face and buried my muzzle too into that ground, leaving only sound and feeling as my senses.

He made a whuffing sound, almost sounding pleased by my submission and with that he reached over me, bringing his hips into alignment.

It took but one thrust and he was already working his member into me. He didn't go slow, he didn't play games. Reward for my submission was my only thought as he rapidly pumped himself over and over again, forcing me to yell into the ground, screaming every time the lightning flashed around his barbed member and gave me the small releases I so desperately wanted.

Again and again, he drove himself, without mercy, without kindness, without respite.

How long was he going to maintain this pace?

It was then his swelling started to tip the scales from pure pleasure to a mixture of that and pain, a heady blend that left me grunting and trying to push back into his thrusts.

Still he relentlessly continued, it was then I felt him flare wide and a strange thing happened, I felt his seed flow deep into me, I felt an orgasm rock me as it did, causing me to almost black out at the release, but the one thing I didn't feel was him slow down.

With a continued effort the big cat continued to rut me, reaching down to grip my neck, pulling me back so I arched into him, giving him a deeper pit to drive his shaft down into.

My mind swam at the imprecations, I felt more and more pain seep through, but still the pleasure overwhelmed my senses and turned that hot nerve searing pain into a pleasure so unlike any I had felt as it brought me to my peak, my voice roaring, moaning, whimpering, crying. For more.

I lost count of his releases, each one making me a little less human, he pumped round after round of

his seed deep into me, filling me to the point his seed was leaking freely around the tight fit of his large member in my flared open breeding hole.

I felt him gathering, another release imminent, when that instinct within, the one that warned me before about his trying to make me completely his, confirmed what was going to happen.

I realised in a split second, I looked and felt exactly how I had for the months I carried his kittens, he had won.

I cried out to Sally, my mouth and the burning heat within me combining to make the sound completely intelligible, but she could read my tone, I hoped. 'Something was wrong' is what I fervently prayed she would think.

She began working at the gate, she was just a few meters away.

Pushing her arm through the second gate, aiming, I heard the pistol sigh its release. The big male atop me instantly relaxed most of his body, most.

Flared wide, I felt his haunches push one last time and a warmth flooded me, driving an orgasm through me.

Rocking back against the now slumped cat, his member still within me, I tried to extend the orgasm with extra stimulation, and succeeded for a moment, my big mate give a last spurt within as his body was finally calmed completely by the fast acting drug.

Gone, I was gone...

-

I looked up, the sun was bright overhead. I could smell my mate nearby, not the nasty one, the big one, this was the soft one. I sighed.

“You in there David? Oh shit what have I done.” She said, sounding panicked, I wanted her to reach down to me, to comfort me, but she had hold of something and it rang in my mind that she shouldn't let go of it, considering we were moving.

I lifted my head, thoughts incoherent floated around.

My mate was here beside me, things were good.

Something bad had happened, she was concerned for me.

I felt odd, as though there was something in me trying to fight out. At first I fought it, felt it using unusual tactics to fight, throwing feelings at me, the feel of my mates skin, the taste of her lips, both pairs.

Then it hit me with one thing that I couldn't fight, it threw a word at me, something I had trouble understanding at any but the most basic level.

“Love” I heard my own voice saying it, rough and hard to understand, but uttering it gave that 'other me' strength.

We reached an impasse, I couldn't function without holding off his advances and he couldn't survive without me.

As one we both reached out. A compromise was formed.

-

I gasped, tried to stand and fell.

“David! Love, are you in there?” Sally, beside me, said.

The word gave me strength, not my name, that was meaningless now, the word, the concept.

Beast and man I now embraced it.

I turned my head to look at her, noticed the scenery flying past the car quickly, “Love.” I said simply and looked up to her eyes as they turned to me. “Love, watch the road.” I said, grinning slightly, as much as this muzzle would allow.

She brought the car to a screeching halt, suddenly throwing herself at me, “Your in there? How? I thought you were but I couldn't tell, I had to break you out, they would have...”

I halted her tears with a lick, repeating the gesture until I had her smiling and giggling in little fits.

Backing off from her I said, “I don't care, nothing matters for me any more but you, Sally, my love.”

I didn't just say it, I became it.

“Just one thing though.” I said.

She had the car rolling again, was building up speed, I could hear the automatic gearbox shunt through its range quickly.

“What's that love?” she asked.

Reaching out with my muzzle, careful not to hurt her, fragile as her skin is, I pulled one hand away from the wheel and drew it down, positioning it on my lower belly. “Your formula doesn't work.” I said, unable to suppress the happiness carrying another life within me brought.

“Oh shit.” she said, and I do believe she meant it.

Consequences

I did a lot of self evaluation then, as I was unable to drive to help Sally.

“Sally, love.” I asked her, “Keep a diary for me, I can remember the big things, they day I met you, all the big events, the mess with Ralf, but little things are sliding away from me.”

She looked down to me, warmth in her eyes, “Problem with the cat side?” she asked, at my nod she said, Ok.”, promise in her voice, “But we have to work out what we are going to do about all this. They might not come after us if they think its just you, but if they find out about this” she rested a hand on my midsection, slightly swelled now, “they would hunt us to the ends of the earth.”

I sighed, “We will train them, the kittens, they will not be like Ralf.” I said, almost surprising myself with the feeling.

“Of course not.” she replied, but I heard a note of uncertainty there.

The next time we stopped for fuel she brought a diary and started writing in it.

Leaning over, I looked down.

Two weeks after escape: David asked me to get this diary, he wants me to keep everything in it, particularly the little things, I hope its enough. Just sitting here, the feline smell of him, the feel of his tail flicking lightly against me, I

She faltered and looked to me, “Its a diary my kitten, you can read it at the end of the day but not until I am done, ok?” she said firmly.

I took the hint and lay back on my side of the car, ensuring my tail continued to flick her.

-

My belly had continued to swell until one day I curled up and gave birth to three beautiful little kittens, who grew rapidly.

My life was filled with happiness, Sally had taken us south, to cooler climates, and we had found a little shack out in the scrub-lands.

I hunted, using all the skills the 'other' side of me had instilled, I brought every kill home. I didn't need the food, much as Ralf and all his... our, kind. But Sally needed to eat.

It was on one such hunting trip, my kittens having grown big and strong, helping me hunt sometimes, that I noticed one was missing.

We roamed far, calling for him wordlessly, to no avail.

Giving up for the day I returned home to smell something I hadn't for quite a while, the smell of my

kind in rut.

Racing to the door and pushing it open with my weight, I saw my 'little kitten', above my mate, now bearing a lot of my sons features, ploughing her with long deliberate strokes.

Frozen in place, as much by the smell as by the sight, it was a whimper and then a word that brought me from the shock.

“love...” Sally said, gritting her teeth at what my son was doing to her.

Rage filled me, rage that my own kind would do this, that they would take the last human thing away from me and I leapt at my son, knocking him from Sally's back and into the wall, hard.

Ripping with my teeth and claws, desperate to defend my mate, I didn't know when he died, I just kept going.

The soft cry again, behind me, drained the anger and hate and I rushed to Sally.

With some hope I noticed she still sported the breasts I had fallen for so long ago, much reduced, but still there.

“You n dare love?” I asked, my speech falterting as I nuzzled her head around to me.

She tried to pull back, tried to pull away, “e ouldn sop, I...” Tears welled down her eyes and my heart steeled, my own kind, who I had worked to make different had turned on me.

I lifted my muzzle, staring at the two remaining cubs standing in the doorway, a mixture of shock and lust written all over them. I growled, deep, menacing and full of promise for what I would do.

Realising my intent, they backed away from me, eventually turning to run.

As soon as I lost sight of them I turned back.

Sally was laying there shivering. Never before had I cursed my new form so much as that moment, all I wanted to do was lean down and wrap arms around her and tell her it would all be alright.

Slowly, I began to lick her fur clean of the smell and seed of the male. Working more and more I heard Sally slowly drift off to sleep. It was when I realised the only thing I was cleaning off her were my own tears that I finally stopped and surveyed the room. My son lay dead against the wall, the smell of his and Sally's musk, suddenly a sour scent, was all around.

Working as I could, I removed my son from the room and lay him out in the scrub. Much as I hated what he had done, I still felt a sadness for him, mainly that he had likely been forced into this by his own body, as much as Sally had been.

I returned to the shack to find her sleeping fitfully, making soft scared noises every now and again, the whole scene breaking my heart completely.

I lay down beside her and tried softly purring, letting her just feel that I was there and beside her.

-

I woke, memories of the previous night coming back to me, reminding me why I had this hate and anger burning low within.

“O wake.” She said, nuzzling against me.

I leaned into the caress, “Yeah, I'm awake.” I was content to just lay here, pressed against her, just letting moments slide by.

“Go oo sop em” She said cryptically.

I looked at her, trying to figure out what she said.

“Sons, stop your sons.” She said, concentration marking her features, but her pleased look at accomplishing the clean speech took some of the pain away from my heart.

I just lay there against her, “Wouldn't be able to catch them now love, they have the night as a head start and you may not have noticed but neither of us can drive.”

She purred a chuckle, leaning in close.

“Make my body no rememb las nig” She said softly, pressing tight against me.

I let my own purr swell as her meaning sunk in, licking at the tip of her nose, then slowly working downwards.

My intent clear to her, she rolled to her side as I found the small swells of her breasts and treated the whole area to a bath, paying close attention to her slowly stiffening nipples.

Working downwards with my probing tongue, I brought a paw to her chest, rippling the muscles in my digits, careful not to expose my claws.

Still kneading her chest in this way as I turned slightly so I could just reach between her hind legs with my mouth, feeling ripple of movement under my oral assault as she drew in breath to purr increased my need to wipe the previous night from her memories.

As my intent became more obvious she raised her leg slightly, making my access to her depths much easier and I rewarded her with a long lick down her damp slit.

Her purring ceased for that moment, breath easing out of her in a long mewl. I relished the sound of it so much, I attempted to draw a repeat performance from her, working my tongue in and around her tunnels lips, watching them swell and darken all the while.

I paused for a moment, as she burrowed in, working her muzzle betwixt my own legs, but continued before she could make her first strike.

My spine arched as she drew her tongue, now much rougher than her previously human one, over my sensitive flesh, I couldn't help but flex my paw kneading her chest, letting my claws out just a bit. She stilled, at first I thought I had hurt her, but then a high pitched gasp came to my ears and I realised my accidental clawing had brought her peak.

She panted hard, coming over her crest of pleasure, “Mrr pweeees” she murmured between purrs and I took it as both invitation and challenge.

Bringing my paw up, I used my body to roll her to her back, a very different position to how my son would have had her, and laid down on her belly, bringing paws up to her flanks and flexing my claws on her flesh.

Dipping down again, I returned to my task even as I heard her moan loudly, ending it the return of her purrs.

I started to dig into her, pressing my tongue down as far as I could, running its surface up her insides and back out, finding a different angle and doing it again and again.

Hot breath washed across my own sex as she began to return to her own task, slowly but surely bringing my own release nearer.

Again and again we worked at each other, bringing our needs ultimate conclusion several times.

Devoid of the strength to go on, I curled up under her belly, spooned in her furry embrace, her paw flexing as it gripped my shoulder, claws pressing at and into the skin only making the afterglow burn even longer.

A sound at the front door made me start, the paw retracting from me as Sally drew caution and readiness close around her like a cloak.

I padded forward and pulled at the twine my mate had tied to the door.

One of my sons was standing there, blood staining his fur, evidence he had been in a fight, likely with his now absent brother.

I felt anger boil in me at the thought of him returning, right up to the point where he collapsed, blood pooling around him.

Standing in shock, I was aware Sally ran past me, using her still slightly finger-like paws to examine him.

“Dien, no muh longr” She said, turning to me.

I ran forward then, grief and sorrow filling every part that remorse hadn't. Of the three he had been the least boisterous, preferring just to sit and listen to either Sally or me. I had driven him away, with his brother.

I lay down, resting my head over his body, feeling his breathing slow. I wept and purred softly for my little kitten, for what the world had done to us, for what it might have made him do.

Sally joined me, he was her kitten almost as much as he was mine, she had raised him with me, but deep down, I knew he would have done the same thing to her as his brother had.

Somewhere, feeling and knowing that, I realised I was happy at least that he was never forced by his body to do that, happy that he had died innocently.

-

It was her time, Sally was in labour.

She had made me promise, swear on her own safety, that I would do what was needed.

Tears came though, this wasn't fair, what if they were all like my poor little son, innocent to the worlds harsh requirements of pain and death.

Her first slipped free, and I pulled it clear of her, carried it to the hole she herself had dug.

Gripping down tight, not letting the little creature even have its first sight, I lay it down in the hole, still and dead, along with a part of myself.

Returning I found only her placenta behind her, so it had been just one.

I couldn't bear it, I left, I opened the door and went inside, had to be away from that pit and the little bit of Sally and me that was in the bottom of it.

Laying, sobbing into my paws, I felt her lean in beside me.

“S don.” She said and began purring softly, licking the tears away.

Return

We spent some weeks together, just the two of us, cementing our love and affections.

I caught her, ripping those days from the diary, soft tears in her eyes. I cuddled close to her, “Don't, love, we need to remember that, what bringing more of these into the world does, not just to those affected by them, but for the poor creatures themselves.”

She had carefully put the pages back in, unable to bind them though, left them falling out often, something I was fine with, it kept the anger smouldering, slow and cool.

Sally's mind was steadily adjusting, to be more cat-like, although she still found talking with anything short of a human mouth very difficult. Mostly, though, I could work out exactly what she meant but she was very glad to get her humanity back.

“What's the plan?” I asked, purring at the petting she was giving me.

It turned to a scritching of my ears, “What makes you think I have the plan?” she asked with a smile.

“Mmmm because of the two letters I can put before your name.” I purred back, leaning into her attention.

“Yeah, ok, I have. We need to warn the Zoo, with that cat on the loose things could get very nasty.” she said.

“Ok.” I said, “When are we going?”

Her fingers stopped, “Who said we? I am going and you will stay here, safe, until I am back.” she left unsaid, of course, 'assuming they will let me come back'.

I stopped purring and turned to look directly into her eyes, “Whatever is done, we do together.” I sighed, “I have lost so much of late, so much I never wanted to lose. You will not be the next.” I let steel pour into my voice, making her know I would not compromise on this.

“Ok love, tomorrow we go to the nearest town and make some calls.” she said, fingers resuming their duty.

I just purred, leaving it at that.

-

It had taken her a while to get the car going, it hadn't been started in months but eventually it sputtered to life.

We were travelling to the town, working our way slowly there when the car made a few clunking noises and halted.

“Looks like we continue the old fashioned way.” she said, climbing out.

We moved slowly, I would go off at dawn and the evening to hunt while Sally paced along alone, by

the third day it sank in just how far from anything we were.

Every now and again I would catch scent of my son, very faint though, long faded. The great thing for a scent hunter in an environment that doesn't rain much is that a smell will hang around a long time.

“I found it again love.” I told Sally when I had returned for the morning after dumping a small wallaby at her feet.

Her knife was out already and working at the hide, “His smell? How old?”

I thought, this was a hard one, using information my 'other' self blended with modern counting, “Few weeks, maybe more.”

“Well, we will reach town by afternoon, we can warn the people there to be on the look out for... for...” she paused, “Just how are we going to tell them?”

“Just tell them your other pet got loose and that they should just shoot him if they see him, he is 'too dangerous' to catch. The few that will see through part of the lie will be stopped by your crying when you tell them.” I grinned to her.

She laughed, ruffling my head and ears, “Sneaky little kitten aren't you?”

Eating strips of the meat raw, Sally stood at last and said, “Lets move on, get there before dark.”

Continuing on through lunch, Sally pausing to grab some more strips of the meat from her pack, we could see smoke rising from the town ahead, the odd farmstead around being visible from the road.

As we passed the edge of town, it hit us both at the same time, and looking at each other we were about to say, 'Run.' when they slunk out of a side street.

There was about two dozen cats, one big male, my son, and an equal mix of older females and half grown male kittens.

Fear gripped me, fear for my mate. “Sally, run, just run and don't look ba...” the smell reached me then, one thing and one thing only. Sex. “Just... run...” I said through clenched teeth.

“No love, we fight and we fight together.” I heard her say and caught sight of the small knife in her hand.

The wind shifted, carrying the musk away from my nose, but with it at our backs now, cat was still the strongest scent.

Risking a glace behind I could see more matriarchs had appeared, young males at their side.

A growl, loud, menacing and promising pain began, I almost gasped when I realised it was mine.

Backing up to a wall we made our stand.

Two young males came at me first, obviously thinking I would be as susceptible to their wishes as all the female cats, minds recently overwhelmed. The first danced back with just a chunk of its muzzle hanging loose, the second I gripped around the neck tight enough that I heard a snap.

I heard a grunt from beside me followed by a yowl of pain, one of the females, taking up all the room in front of my love, had lunged in to try and grab her. Sally, more adept with her human form than the cat was with hers, but she also knowing exactly how a cat moved, from first hand experience, being my mate and training most of her life to understand them.

The cat backed up, the knife stuck in its shoulder. Leaving Sally unarmed.

“Get behind me.” I told her, stepping back into the space she had been. I was too big for her to stand over me so she dropped low, keeping close to my flank.

I roared my defiance of them, but in the end, losing my protected flank was our undoing, two of the big females and a smaller male came at me. My hate driving me to commit too far at the male, going for a kill blow even as jaws closed over the ruff of my neck.

Still I struggled as the female dragged me away from Sally, I managed to rake my claws down its chest, almost gutting it. Then he was beside me and I felt my senses filled with him.

The anger, the hate, the need to protect all were felled by his scent as it tore at my body, bringing need to me that only had one outlet.

One last effort I made, lashing at him with my teeth, trying for his neck. He ducked back and merely rubbed his muzzle down my side, making me whine out loud. I lay there on the ground, my sides heaving, trying desperately not to give in.

I caught a glimpse of Sally then, the young males play-mounting her, none yet mature enough to take it further without aid. But the pheromones were affecting her and after a few moments of seeing her thrash trying to shake them off, I saw her relax to her hands and knees and occasionally even rock her hips back at one of them.

I felt dampness at my side and turned wearily to see one of the females spraying me, the scent was mesmerising, breaking that last barrier down, the one I swore would not fall again and I mewled in need.

The male, my son, had already turned his back on me though and was stalking over to Sally.

“No.” I whined, “Please.” but it wasn't for her sake, “Me first, please.” I continued.

He displaced his progeny with a growl and swipe of his paw, leaving my love, bent forward rear pushed into the air in front of him.

Something within me broke through, tore out of that needful lust-haze of heat, “No, not again, she can't t-”

My sentence and partial sanity was cut short, one of the young males, having been shooed off from his new toy, brought his enthusiasm to me instead, mounting me.

The weight on me was the final straw and I whined in need, aching to have the male fill me.

He was inexperience but his persistence and my submissive pose worked in his favour, his pace was slowing and I thought him about to drop from me when his member brushed between my flared petals.

He haunches were too tired by then to give a good enough thrust to pin me, but my lust more than made up for his lack when I pushed backwards, impaling me on his shaft.

I hadn't had a male in so long he felt huge, working his way within me, his inexperience became meaningless as instinct took over and his hips powered over and over again, building him up within me, causing his spines to begin to bite.

He was too small to make a bite on my neck, so I lowered myself down, pushing into the ground to raise my rear into his thrusts, giving his length greater access to my most inner depths.

I was building to my height rapidly when, without warning, he sprayed my insides furiously and, without further need of me, dismounted and wandered off to clean himself.

I pined and whimpered, I had been almost at my release when he pulled out and now I was in agony.

Looking around I saw the big male driving himself into my mate, now sporting fur, and I felt a pang of jealousy at her having the only fully grown male.

Another young kitten was on me, working away to find my breeding hole. Eventually he succeeded but not before my rising tide of release had subsided, I whimpered and wept through the whole mating as again and again the young cats would mount me, have their fun and then leave before I could finish.

At last, all of them sated I lay there lapping at my entrance, bringing no relief only enhancing the ache when he stepped up into my vision.

The smell pouring off him was irresistible, a mixture of his own sex and musk combined with the lesser musk of a newly changed cat, my mate.

Pulling away, I braced my rear up, flagging my tail for the big male who just swatted me down, knocking me over.

I had tumbled against something, Sally.

She turned around, whining at me, already completely cat.

Looking deep into my eyes though, I saw a spark of her, I preyed I was right.

I had no time to find out, as the weight my lust driven body needed settled above me, causing me to press back.

He wasn't an inexperienced kitten like the previous ones had been, he wasn't a male deprived females for most of his life like Ralf. This was a male cat, experienced at making females his and breeding them properly and he was intent to see that done, regardless of if that female is his mother or her lover.

Without fail, he entered me, driving his hips forward, and began a swinging hard thrusting gait that left me panting.

Spines swelled up, working their insidious way up and down my inner canal I could do nothing but

yowl at the fire he set.

As the pressure within me built, I could hear the sound of our mating, dull thudding as hips met thighs and the ever present wet slurp as he worked the tunnel his own offspring had lubricated in advance.

For my part, I acted as any female cat would, I worked my hips in counterpoint to his own, rocking back and forth, building the friction and the heat until I screamed, my voice echoing off the walls of the buildings, flowing back to me, unheard though due to the power of the orgasm tearing me apart.

I was feeling the glow build again, feel myself start that steady rise to the accompaniment of his pistoning rod when I felt him tense above me, grabbing my neck and arching me back into his body, ramming himself deep into me. My throat filled with my roar even as my deepest passages did with his seed, feeling it spread within, hitting its mark, claiming his full right over me even as I whined and wept from my second release.

With a grunt he dismounted me, ripping his shaft from my depths and eliciting a whine from me.

I blacked out as the pain sank into my being, a warmth at my side, my mate now changed forever keeping watch over both of us.

Surrender

I woke to the sound of sex, two feline voices, one crying out in lust, pain and need, the other just grunting and growling in exertion.

Looking around, dazed, feeling defeated, I found my mate asleep at my side, completely cat now, no trace left off her beautiful human self.

I cried, feeling the hopelessness overwhelm me. I couldn't defend myself let alone my mate and now my actions, letting my kitten run away, had doomed us both to this.

I felt a snuffling around my rear and turned to see one of the adolescent males, his rod hanging down from his sheath somewhat, poking his nose in and around my rear.

I growled at him, beginning to rise then something in me gave. Whether it was the constant musk, not affecting me as much as it would were I not, as I could sense, pregnant, or not, my body was responding the the young male.

Resisting the urge to give in and bow myself to him, I lashed out, paw connecting with his nose. If he was going to proposition me he would do i-

I was felled suddenly, my paw had connected with him but in response he had just turned and sprayed me, I felt my libido pour the all too familiar heat into me. With a soft, needy whine I turned myself, rear to him, and bent down low, lifting and flagging my tail.

The feel of his tongue surprised me, I thought he would have just acted like yesterday, mount, fuck and leave. But he actually worked my entrance quite well, having me panting and whimpering in need before long.

It was then I realised I was nose to nose with Sally, she was wide awake and watching what was happening. “S rig, can no hel.” she said, a sigh escaping her.

By now the tongue had pulled away, I managed to say, using all my willpower, “Turn love, let me-” I had the air driven from me, the cat was on my back, probing for my breeding hole.

Sally purred and turned around, laying to her side and giving me access to her slit.

I felt him connect and, now with more practice, drive home. I grunted even as I reached out for my lovers snatch, feeling the male walk forward slightly to maintain his connection. He began to thrust slowly.

It was bliss. Closing my eyes I worked my tongue up and down my mate, watching her petals flare wide, spreading herself open for my invasion of her depths.

The cat behind me was swelling and taking to his task quite well, working steadily, bringing my excitement higher and higher. It wasn't until I felt Sally clench around my tongue that I realised just how good he was at taking his time now.

A rumbling purr started deep in my chest, maybe these cats were not so bad.

He reached forward, wanting to take hold of my neck. But like yesterday he was just not big enough

yet, and instead growled his pleasure out as I felt him flare wide within me, finally splaying his spines widely, the last three thrusts eliciting whimpering yowls of pleasure deep into my mates tunnel as my muzzle buried itself slightly in her.

The release of the male, seed painting my innermost parts, thighs pressed tight against my rear, roaring on my back, just drew the orgasm out, making it last and last.

At its conclusion I felt him gently lower to the ground, necessitating me to do the same under him.

Laying there, still lapping at my mate who was crying out and purring alternately depending on her level of pleasure, I was actually content, filled by, well maybe not a good male, that has yet to be proven, but at least one who has not intentionally done wrong.

I purred gently, letting it rumble both through to the big cat, still astride me, and to my mate who I would not stop torturing with licks.

Dimly I felt him withdraw, long after his spines had retracted. He diligently cleaned me and then himself and lay down beside me, purring.

“Sally, love?” I said.

She replied, a little distracted still, despite me having ceased my oral caress of her, “Wha up babe?”

“Lets leave. I don't think we could get away without being followed by at least one male, so why not chose? This young man seems very appreciative of us, and is at least not secure in his ways of abuse.” I told her.

Purring she replied, “Woul be goo. How we go?”

“Lets just go, if we bring him with us, I don't think they will fight. My son... he already had his turn, made us both with kitten. I think he is bored of us now. Come on.” I said, standing.

Sally, stood too.

The male looked up at us, as though we had just taken his favourite toy away. I licked at him and nipped at his ruff, trying to pull him upwards.

“I be I can mov im.” Sally said, and sank her haunches, pushing her rear toward him.

The startled male leapt up only to have both the objects of his interest start to walk off. He stopped looking confused.

We both walked back to him, licked him on the snout and purred, turned and walked. He trotted up between us, proud as punch that he seemed to have been chosen.

Glaring at all the females, and also my son, now rutting another female who I could smell was heavily in heat, we trotted off, out of town the opposite direction we had come in.

“Can no beliv I work.” my love said.

I could feel a heat build in me again, and it was then I noticed our new mate had been, for the last half hour, rubbing his muzzle gently against both me and Sally.

“You getting a bit hot babe?” I asked.

She just nodded and paused in place, sighing.

I turned and looked at the male, he looked confused. I nudged him to Sally with little mrow sounds, hoping to give him the hint.

He got the idea and I smiled to myself as I watched him court her, first rubbing against her, further firing her need, then he walked behind her and started, as he had with me, lapping at her exposed, and now, presented rear.

Padding over I pushed him to the side a little. He didn't growl, just moved over, happy to let me share in the bounty.

We had Sally screaming in need by the time he was ready to mount her, and the sounds of her need being fulfilled made me warmer still.

Pausing there, laying down I turned so that I had my eyes locked on the two, even as I was lapping at my own sex.

My mind chose then to remind me that I had sworn I would not do this again, would not give myself to the beasts. 'Desperation breeds necessity', I told myself.

-

I am not sure what it was, the swell of my mate's and my bellies, the constant arousal the male caused in us, or his constant and very fulfilling servicing of that arousal, but I found this to be the most pleasant time since the first few weeks at the Zoo.

Even knowing who's kittens I carried couldn't break the spell, as far as we were both concerned, 'Rough Nose' or just Rough, as we called our new mate, was their father.

And he didn't stop in his attentions as his father had, he kept just being there, even as we grew heavier and heavier.

I was amazed, I had never felt this full of life, every little movement and kick from the kittens drew warm smiles and feelings of joy. I had been a mother, several times over, but this time there was a loving and attentive father, and that made a lot of difference.

One day, we passed within sight of a house, Rough lifted his head as the wind blew the scent of his species' ultimate 'prey' and I saw a look of want pass over him.

“Sally, he wants to-” I began, but in wonder saw him shake his head and turn back to me, mrowing to me, in the way I always taken as an endearment.

I lay down suddenly, weeping.

For the first time, two sets of tongues swept down on me, cleaning away my tears, causing them to work faster, the perfection of the moment driving a lot of old hatred from me.

“What's going on over there?” I heard a yell, a woman no less.

We were pinned, if we rose and tried to run they would see us, better to just stay still. Sally too seemed to have this thought.

Rough didn't.

He rose and mrowed in the direction of the person who had called.

I felt something within me tighten, I thought it was fear but the dampness that poured around my legs proved me otherwise.

Rough smelt it too, turning to purr as he watched me enter the beginning of my labour.

“Well what we got here, some pet cats is it? Big ones too ain't yas?” The youngish woman said.

For all his species aggression in its pursuit of humans, Rough just lay there, mewling to me softly, comforting me.

“What you doing...oh, you're having some kittens!” the woman exclaimed, “I'll be right back.”

I grunted with the first of the true contractions, “Got to get... UGH, away can't let... UGH, Rough break her.” I said.

“Can no mov yo noww.” Sally said.

I felt the first kitten breach my entrance and leave me, so deep was I concentrating I gasped when the woman said, “Here you go dear, a nice little boy.” and handed the damp kitten to my chest, wrapped in a towel.

I looked up, scared for her, but my motherly urges had hold and would not be denied. Cleaning the kitten, nuzzling it closer to one of my milk swollen teats, I sighed softly as it started to drink.

Contractions came sooner and sooner, before long there was five little mouths working hungrily at me, as I lay there purring in satisfaction.

“Well ain't you just an affectionate boy, are you the father then?” The woman was petting Rough, talking to him, and he was not reacting in the least.

But slowly, surely, I could smell her reaction.

I could hear her heartbeat speed up, smell her need broadcasting to the big cat, a reaction to the musk and was amazed at his reply, merely laying there, nose buried... his nose was buried in the ground where a red mark was forming, I could smell my body there, my blood, my placenta.

Looking at the now full sized male, I realised there was far more intelligence within him than I had previously thought, and a soft wonder at his dedication to myself and Sally poured into me.

“Rough, your...” I spoke without thinking, the woman was indeed feeling the effect of the musk, but not enough to cover the shock of hearing something that resembled a slightly smaller lion open its mouth and talk.

“What, what are.... how did....” she had stood and was staring at me.

I couldn't help it, I looked up at the woman and with a deadpan voice said, “MEOW”

Protector

I lay there, my kittens finishing their meal, keeping an eye on Rough, although to his credit he kept well away from the comatose woman.

“Gon jus do no in?” Sally said, padding over to the woman to check on her.

Purring I looked up from my kittens, “She didn't fall on anything, Rough seems calm. Probably best to just let her wake on her own.” with that I lay back down on my side, closed my eyes and just let contentment roll over me.

Some time passed and I felt my kittens, full of milk, curl up against me and start sleeping.

“Ugh, what happened? I thought I heard a...cat...” the woman had awoken.

Sighing I leaned up and looked at her again and said, “You heard a cat say 'Meow'? Is that really so unusual?”

“But... how...” she trailed off quickly.

“We have some time to explain, so I guess you can have the whole story, or what I can remember of it.” I said and began to explain everything to her, I am pretty sure it was a violation of the forms I signed when I started work, but I think they only apply to humans anyway.

“So you ran? You are spreading this?” she asked at the end.

I narrowed my eyes, “They made us run, they would have used me for experiments. I didn't want all of this...” I said.

“Wow.” was her only reply, and I think I agreed.

Standing up slowly I said, “Yeah, but the cats out of the bag now, so I figure we s-” I froze.

The wind had shifted, I could smell cats, lots of cats. Male cats.

“Grab the kittens, we need to go inside your house, now!” I said, reaching down to grip one of my young by the scruff.

Sally and Rough followed my lead, the big male a little uncertainly.

“I... what's wrong?” the woman was left saying but when I turned to look, she had done what I asked, bundling up the remaining pair and following.

We waited for her to open the door then slunk inside. I took my burden over to Sally and put him at her feet, “Lock the door, quickly. All the doors. Go now!” I all but growled, feeling a prickling now.

Sally must have started to sense them too, after depositing her feline passenger at her feet she sniffed the air. “R hey com in?”

“What? The bad ones are coming here? Now?” The woman had spun around and was looking scared now.

I looked to her then, padded over a bit closer, “We will protect you, its jus-” I was cut off by the sound of gunfire. It wasn't single shots either, it was bursts of fully automatic.

Padding to one window I peered outside. A pair of army trucks were set up just down the road, soldiers arrayed around them. A small army of cats slinking through the grass toward them.

I saw their error. While they were doing a good job of keeping the ones in front at bay, gunning them down as they made themselves visible, my sight could see the slight movements in the grass behind them.

I wanted to run out and scream 'behind you', but I knew what them seeing me would yield, a quick death if I was lucky. I whimpered in sympathy, this was not going to go well.

“What's wrong? Why are you...” the woman said, standing beside me, “Oh god, how did they get behind them?” she added, now that the cats had made their move.

Some of the soldiers were betrayed by their own needs quickly, panting and whimpering as the big cats moved among them, others emptied their guns and, drawing their side arms emptied those too, only to succumb.

It was then I saw one woman, well, now a woman, running for it, bayonet in hand striking out at anything in her path. She was running right for this house.

I heard the sound of the door unlock and realised the resident had unlocked it, “In here!” she yelled, “Get in here!”

I saw the hunted soldier run blindly inside and together they slammed the door shut, locking it with a loud click.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.” The panicked warrior was saying again and again.

Wary of the long bayonet the panting blonde still clutched, white knuckled, in one hand, I said, “That wasn't pretty.”

Her eyes focused and the bayonet came up at the ready. “The fuck? You locked me in here with more of them!” she screamed, backing into the corner.

Of those in the room, the three of us cats seemed the most in control at that moment, Sally and Rough were both laying protectively around my kittens. Damn I could fall in love with those two all over again.

“Ma'am,” I said, directing my voice to the houses owner, “go up, into the roof space, and hide. Don't come down until I tell you, and only me, no one else. You got that?”

She turned, looking at me, “What about her?” she asked, gesturing at the scared stiff soldier.

“They have her scent, they would hunt her forever now, hiding her would be useless. Go!” I ordered and, for her part, she did, trotting briskly down the hall out of the big lounge.

“What the fuck is going on? How can you talk? What do you mean 'hunt me'?” The soldier in the now, badly fitting, uniform said.

Sighing, “They got enough musk on you to change you, more than enough to make you feel pretty crazy, if you didn't have so much adrenalin pumping I can guess. That is one of the smells they will track you by. The other is the smell you are putting out now. Frankly, you stink of 'female in heat'. Every male within ten clicks will be after you.” I told them.

She scanned the room, spying the larger form of Rough, “Why isn't he coming for me then?” she asked.

“He is very well behaved and I would ask you not to point that weapon at him.” I said back with feeling, realising how much a threat to Rough meant to me.

She sobbed once, “I... I'm sorry ok? Look we were just told there was an animal control problem, that we were to shoot any big cats on sight. They never said anything about... about...” she couldn't go on.

“About them changing you and raping you? Look out the window to where your squad was.” I said gently.

“Holy fuck....” she said, witnessing the sight of her squad, still at the mercy of the various males who had caught them, slowly losing themselves to the cats.

I dropped back to my paws, looking at the soldier, “They are lost, but we may be able to save you, it won't be pretty. I have an idea...”

“When someone says something won't be pretty it usually isn't. This situation reeks of SNAFU, if it gets worse, well fuck I will go down with a fight” she turned and crouched, looking into my eyes, “but if you keep me human, can get me through this...” I saw a tear roll down a cheek. She couldn't continue.

“Well, first I will explain one thing, until fully changed, and its the sex that causes the change, a person will revert back, slowly, to their original human self, even reverting their sex change in time.” I said, “But if you go all the way cat, with no preparation or training, that's it, you are a cat.” I explained. “Those males will hunt you around until they catch and breed you, making you theirs, or until another has you first...” I said, leaving the end clear.

“Uh, so you're saying I should go let one of them do me a bit and what, ask him nicely to pull out?” she said with a laugh.

I shook my head, “No, I have only seen one of their kind who would have the willpower to fight that much genetic programming. Rough?” I said, calling my mate over.

He looked at me worried, sneaking glances at the soldier, “It's ok lover, get your furry tail over here.” I made a soft mewling, calling him in a language he could understand.

He stood up and started padding warily to us, “Fuck, he is big isn't he?” the woman beside me asked rhetorically. “I don't like the idea of this, but you're right, I sure as fuck can't see a better way out o-”

The door made a creaking sound as large claws connected with it, ripping at the solid wood.

“Guess the one about the devil you know is wrong. I know what they” she gestured to the door, now

showing signs of stress where it connected with the door jam, “want to do. This guy at least seems reluctant. Does he actually understand that I don't want this?” she asked, working to remove her partially shredded pants.

“He knows he already has two mates who would be displeased if he acted like an arsehole. For his part, he is the first male cat I have actually been able to forgive.” I said.

“Forgive? Oh you mean for your, uh, cond-” she was saying as the door gave way at one hinge, tearing open and collapsing to the side.

“Rough, take here!” I ordered my mate. Not understanding my words but, somehow, understanding the situation, he climbed the back of the soldier, pushing her to her hands and knees.

Two big males stalked into the room, their musk pouring off them in waves. I felt my own slight response to it, although thankfully my pregnancy was still too recent to allow them to bring me into full heat again. The soldier, however, was swiftly carried by the pheromones into a lust that her body, neither in its limited time as a female nor in its time as a male, had ever known before.

I watched Rough, realisation that the males wouldn't leave until they were sure he was mating with her, begin to probe for her. Experience with other cats not withstanding, it took him a few stabs to find her, but when he did she let it known how much she enjoyed it.

I watched him ease in slowly, bringing himself into her to the hilt, only to draw back, making his bright fleshy member quite visible between them. Wet sounds of sex began to fill the room, with the accompanying scents.

Seemingly appeased, the two males stalked out, obvious displeasure at their hunt being cut short evident, but there was nothing they could do now.

As indeed there was nothing to stop Rough mating the hapless soldier, complicit as she was now, to both their conclusions.

Again and again his hips stroked his rod into her, the sight bringing me further than the musk could have, I felt myself whining.

I paced over to Sally and my kittens, “Ake my mind off I.” I said, laying down to the now wakeful bundles.

I felt their little mouths latch on, one after the other, stimulating a happiness that seemed to feed on the heat, converting it to a feeling of 'wellness'. This was a nice way to live, I thought as I lay down, feasting my eyes on my mate taking the soldier.

I saw him reach to her neck, gripping and pulling back, forcing her position to change and her back to arch into his thrusts. “Mmmm he seems almost done.” I said dreamily.

“Look o be enj in isel” Sally said in odd little gasps, I looked and saw her lapping at her own folds, giving herself the small release her body, still swollen with kittens, desperately needed.

I saw Rough grip tighter, thrust harder, bringing a whining moan from the woman. “Here he goes.” I said.

I heard him, having released his partners neck, roar into the air, claiming the female under him as

'His'. It was timed almost perfectly with two female moans of release, one completely feline to my side and the other, a soft, almost hesitant purr from the owner of the body he had just begun to change.

I saw him then, whine and lay down over her, letting himself relax a bit before pulling free. I sighed, “He really is such a considerate mate.” I said, watching him lap softly at the now furred neck he had until moments ago been biting with such ferocity.

Some time passed, he removed himself and leaned down to her again, gripping her neck and lifting, carrying her over to us.

For her part the woman didn't look put out at all, simply glad to be touched by him, no matter his intention.

As we cuddled close I felt something was wrong, something I had forgotten...

“Oh, so you're having a nap now? Were you going to just leave me up there forever?” the house owner said, covered in cobwebs, from the hallway.

Desperation

She woke slowly, fitfully, still in the grip of her heat.

All she did was whine, looking at me with eyes that begged relief, but that was the one thing I would not let Rough give her.

“Shhh,” I said, “it only lasts a day or two, then you will feel much better.”

“But, but I need him, please, I don't care any more, I just want him to fill me one more time.” she said softly, but managing not to act on it.

I wanted to run then, wanted to head into the town and try and save as many as I could, but for the moment we were tethered. My kittens soft nuzzling of my chest reminding me that I was not here just for one purpose as well as their suckling lent a measure of calmness to me. Sally too would be having her litter soon, not to mention the poor soldier who I had taken as my charge.

We heard a big diesel engine then, it was roaring, my head shot up, “What's that? Is it more soldiers?” I asked, unable myself to move away from my kittens attention.

“Oh god...” the house owner said, peeking out the window around the blinds.

The sound of her voice drove me, and pushing the mewling kittens I had to get up and see.

I raised my front paws up and lifted, just in time to see the school bus, paced by a dozen of the big males hit a fence post just down the road.

I was jumping the broken door, running, anger and fear driving me onward.

The cats were working at the doors, trying to their way inside.

I let out a roar that would have caused the dead to recoil. Most of the males turned, the ones at the front, minds devoted to the hunt, broke through the door.

“Noo.” I said as I bashed one cat away from now partly open door.

Not noticing why but thankful that no more followed me in I saw at least a lesser horror than the one I expected. As the big cats paced down the bus, every child they rubbed against changed and changed fully to cat.

There were two inside the bus, one had the injured driver and was making himself acquainted with the newly female human while the other was striding down, waves of whimpering children and kittens mewling in his wake.

With one roar I leapt and caught him, digging my claws in. The resultant fight was as short as it was deadly, I felt a few wet patches on my fur where my blood was leaking, but I had the males throat in my teeth and I was clamping down tighter and tighter.

With a triumphant growl I felt his wind pipe collapse and released him, turning back to the mayhem he had spawned.

Young female kittens were mewling all over the place, I had to steel my nerves to pace past them, advancing on the creature that had worked its way behind the poor feminised bus driver.

He was easier to deal with, mind set as it was in his rut.

With yet another big cat laying dead I turned to survey the damage. About two thirds of the bus had been changed, leaving six children in the back. As I watched though two of them looked down at their hands screaming as I saw fur advance over them. The musk was still affecting them.

“Out the back!” I yelled, thankfully one of the girls, older than the rest by quite a few years, didn't hesitate and grabbed the emergency hammer and shattered the glass with a big swing. “Stand to the side a second.” I said as I charged down the bus to leap out the back window.

One solitary male was standing there, expecting maybe a scared cub or two, not a fully grown and very angry female.

As I swiped at him, forcing him back, I called, “To the house, run!”

The older girl, about sixteen, had grabbed the youngest and started to run when the male in front of me noticed and tried to turn to them. I made sure the scent of them running was the last breath he would ever take.

Looking up from the kill, feeling yet more wounds, I saw one of the children trip, the other just kept running but the girl turned. “Keep running!” I roared after her and broke into a sprint, gripping the child by the shoulder and dragging him along, hearing his screams all the while.

I reached the house just as Rough, blood splattered and caked on his fur, stumbled to the path leading to the house, a path of injured males behind him. Two things registered at once, if Rough came inside just the scent of his musk would start to turn the last few children and the second was that his presence ensured their freedom.

I stumbled in the door, dropping the child in shock. “No!” I said, even as the child I dropped ran screaming over to the others. I had recognised where the children had huddled, it was as far away from Sally, my kittens and the still whining soldier as they could, the exact spot where Rough had been laying for the last hour working off his frustration.

As I watched, the last three young children convulsed, fur sprouting over every visible part of them. I collapsed almost in tears at the children-turned-cats in front of me.

The frightened teen bolted to another part of the house, terrified at what she had witnessed and, likely as she was thinking, caused.

I staggered in and, picking the spot the teen had just vacated I lay down, smelling now my mates musk all around me.

The tears came then, I couldn't stop them. But he did.

Licking lightly at my eyes, catching every drop of moisture, Rough dropped down beside me.

Sally had come over and, with a wink, herded the new cats over to where she had my kittens corralled.

He worked on my face until my tears stopped, a soft purr replacing them, his attentions were just too soft and gentle to believe from one of his kind, let alone that he would be so discreet about his own desires.

Laying there I let his warmth spread over me even as he cleaned at my wounds with his tongue. My breath came short when he worked over a nasty gash, but after a few laps it faded to a minor annoyance.

His own purrs began to work at the last part of my tension, leaving me completely relaxed as he finished his ministrations.

I surveyed the rents and bloody marks on his beautiful hide and began my own work, lapping at him, working all the blood and nastiness from each wound and not a small amount of his musk.

Almost panting as I finished him, the relaxation I had felt, eaten into by the need his pheromones had raised in me, I murred deeply, urging him to rise and help me with it.

He began his licks of me again, starting at my shoulder and working down and around, pressing himself against me at every opportunity I felt the heat rise as he worked his tongue down and around my belly, running roughly over my sensitive milk-bearing nipples, bringing mewling cries from me with each tortuously sensual stroke.

I felt my legs buckle as he worked down lower along my belly, still lashing out at my aroused mammaries but not letting an inch of the surrounding, suddenly highly erogenous, nerves go un-stimulated.

Rolling to my side, as much his urging as my own effort, I felt him work, orally, down further and further, eventually reaching my oh-so-wet slit, its petals spreading wide for him.

That tongue applied its indelicate surface to my surrounding lips, making my mewls turn to loud whines and moans as I just couldn't believe how gentle he was.

My pleasure was reaching steadily higher, a wonderful plateau just on the horizon as he suddenly pulled back, depriving me of his touch.

“Rrrr Rough.” I begged, pleading with words and finally sounds, whimpering and crying for him to do anything to push me over.

It was then, in that most unnatural position I felt him push up against me, laying his belly down flush against mine, to slide deep inside.

My throat gave voice to the moaning roar as my pleasure, sparked to its fiery crescendo, raged its heat through me, causing me to writhe and wriggle under the big male.

He hadn't moved since entering me, just content to lay down over me, making the contact between us as large a surface as he could, letting my own crescendo complete.

At last, satisfied that I was done and ready for his next act, he sat up a little and drew back with his hips. I am not sure how he managed to suppress the flaring of his barbs, but he did, leaving me filled with just pleasure as he began to cycle his big muscles, pushing deeper and deeper within.

Grunting, whining, moaning I could feel every inch as it cycled, pistoning back and fourth, eliciting

more and more vocal exclamations.

As I felt him reach his largest, unable to suppress the bite of his spines any longer, I obtained further release, reaching forward blindly, gripping at his throat and rumbling a colossal purr into his being, even as he had himself buried far within mine, spines flared and dug into my skin, making light waves of the most exquisite pain roil just under my pleasure, enhancing and stretching it.

On and on I flowed, my heat burning through every inch. As he gave another slight thrust I felt what I thought of as a full orgasm drop away, a new level of ache pouring in and out, leaving me blinking as the release almost caused me to black out.

Slowly, oh so slowly, he leaned forward, laying my still gripping muzzle down and to the side as he relaxed and just lay over me, within me, and all through me.

I slowly released his neck, every muscle movement caused spikes of aching pleasure to form and disperse.

I managed to do one last thing before exhaustion came for me in earnest, “I love you.” I said softly into the big cats ear, low enough so that only the two of us could hear.

-

“So could you tell me just what the fuck is going on here? We were on our way home from school when these big cats came out of nowhere, next thing I know the bus has crashed, half the kids are turning into cats themselves and she” there was a slight pause, obviously she was pointing to me, “comes in like a fucking demon and tears them apart getting us away.” the teenager finished her tirade at the houses owner, she was scared as hell, and I think she deserved to know the truth.

I tried to move, but Rough was still laying over me. My movement stirred him to open his eyes and softly roll off.

“Well? Any-fucking-one?” now I could feel anger in her, that was better than fear at least.

Standing, walking over to her, “Yeah, I know what's going on, for the record Sally there” I nodded to my love, “knows too, but she can't talk too well.”

I explained the whole sorry mess, from the beginning, sparing nothing. Not even my sons betrayal of Sally.

The girl stood there, dumbstruck and it was at that moment I realised the soldier had even managed to stop her desperate self pleasure long enough to hear. “Shit.” the part cat said and bent back to lapping at her groin.

“So what do we do?” the girl asked, looking to me, “Can we warn people? Will that help?”

I shook my head, “They have out run us now, we can't do anything ourselves. She” I nodded to the soldier, “said that the organisation who were looking after this are not even telling the military what's going on.” I looked around at the room, the young children were still in the other room but for the most part everyone else was here, “The only thing I can do is to protect you all and save as many as I can from a fate they would not want.”

The teenager looked relieved, her world was righted all of a sudden, someone was in charge.

Bending low she wrapped her arms around my neck, muttering, “Thanks for saving me and at least trying for the kids.”

I froze though, at a sudden smell from her.

It was then I realised, rising as I had from having spent a very energetic mating session with Rough, I was still drenched in his musk.

The girl looked at me and said, “This is... this is it?”

Nodding, feeling relief she didn't turn cat straight away, I none the less watched her run from the room, heat-need scent pouring from her.

Padding back to my kittens, noting the three new additions, I thought, 'Things are getting complicated indeed.'. I lay down on my side, presenting my belly to the young, surprised to feel mouths close over all eight of my nipples. I just sighed, a mothers work is never done.

Establishing Self

As I lay there, feeling my kittens suckling away, I built a plan.

“Sally, can I bounce some ideas off you?” I asked my mate.

I waited a moment, I knew she wasn't asleep, I knew exactly the pattern of purr and breathing she made when she slept. “Sally?” I asked again, lifting my head.

She lay off a bit, on her side, the floor behind her stained and damp.

“Oh shi.” I slurred and managed to disengage eight still thirsty little mouths.

As I reached her I noticed Rough, leaning over her, a soft purr coming, “Well, now we are all here babe, I guess you can start popping them out.” I said with a grin.

I saw her tail lift suddenly and I darted around behind her, lapping at her first little bundle. Cleaning around his nose I picked him up and carried him around to his mother who made much of the kitten, cleaning him before moving him to her chest.

Another was coming as I saw her frame shudder at the contractions.

My lovely mate bore four sons and, with her purring and them all suckling I looked up at Rough, remembering from my training what males were likely to do with the young of another male, but he seemed proud as punch for his girl, just as I was.

“And you said you didn't want me as your midwife.” I snorted returning back to my own hungry pack.

A quiet voice startled me, “You needed some help with ideas?” the soldier said, moving closer to me, his lust forgotten it seems as his mind engaged.

“Yeah, was thinking we shouldn't stay here, not really safe so far as it goes, what if the army decide to drop a big bomb or something? We will be at ground zero.” I proposed.

He hummed about it for a moment, I noticed one paw lazily rubbing between his legs, “Nah, our guys don't have anything big enough, we would need to call in the yanks, that could take days, weeks even. But I agree, we should move, its just...” his paw ceased and he reached out and petted one of my young, getting tired now but still occasionally sucking, I purred at the attention to my babies, proud for them, “well its just these little guys actually, if we move fast, get away, well, won't we just be spreading this faster?”

I looked at him, and it dawned on me, my instinct to protect my young, even extended to all those here, had displaced what should have mattered, making sure the country survived. “Your right, I just... I don't want to lose anyone.” I looked up at him, “You may want to call me a traitor, but this family I have here, and yes you're included, it means more to me suddenly than anything else.” I began to cry, mourning the loss of my last thread of empathy for humanity as a whole.

He leaned down close, cuddling me to him, “It's ok, shhhh, its ok. I can't blame you really, I would personally rather be in a safe place too.” he sighed, “Even if I just can't stop thinking that that safe place would be wrapped around your boy over there. Am I going insane? At the start of today I was

pretty firm in my maleness, I liked girls and that was that. But now...” I saw his eyes drift over to him again.

My kittens had all curled up now, sated at last, and I used the respite to lean forward and lapped at the soldiers exposed and puffy sex.

His answering purr was all the invitation I needed to continue, working deeper and deeper, bringing little yowling sounds from him when I hit a particular spot. So I concentrated on that point, working at it mercilessly, feeling his muscles tighten every time I hit it.

All too soon the poor girl, brain buried in a the musk induced heat, mewed loudly.

Cleaning around him I looked up, “For someone who now seems fascinated with males, you sure still enjoy a girls attentions.” I said, “Names David by the by.”

She looked startled, “David? Like a guy, David? You mean you were...” he seemed to get his composure back, “Jake. My name was Jake.”

I looked up at his eyes, “Was?”

I caught the blush as it stained the tips of his ears, he started stammering. “After the heat is gone, if you still feel the same way, I will see about making it permanent if you really wish. For now though, you're a little too lost in hormones to be able to think clearly.”

Sighing he sat back, paw-like digits working away at his slit again.

“Lets move tomorrow morning ok Jake?” I said.

Turning his head back to me he said, “Ok, you're the queen here.”

-

I woke slowly, no urgency in the air around me.

Sighing I felt my kittens once again, taking their fill from me and not for the first time I wondered just where the energy came from to keep me alive now, let alone that for the kittens. Apparently I wasn't the only one.

“But I thought I would be all 'rar I need red meat'?” Jake said.

Sally's voice came back softly, “Don worr bou.”

The soldier sighed again, “Still, that bacon smells nice.”. The smell hit me then, someone was cooking breakfast.

I waited patiently, as all mothers are wont to, for my young to finish and thankfully they almost were.

The two fully human women came in then, plates of breakfast in hand. The teenager looked at me then away hurriedly when she saw I was watching.

“We're moving this morning.” I said simply, letting the others absorb it.

Sally nodded, Rough was playing with two of my 'larger' kittens, Jake was still fixated on keeping her need at bay. It was the two humans who looked perplexed at my words.

“Why now? Surely we are safer where all those males aren't?”, the older woman asked. “Oh, blast, I just realised... my names Jenny.”

I glanced at the youngster. “Molly. My names Molly. Friends call me Mo.” she said, and I nodded at that.

“Well, Jenny, Mo. You have to understand I am worried being here for two reasons. Firstly, this is where what was likely the first military engagement occurred, meaning they may count this as ground zero.” I saw both their eyes go wide at that, “Secondly, when all the females from the next town that way” I gestured with my muzzle, “has their second litter mature, well, then we are going to be hiding from another wave of big cats, not to mention those from the first wave of this town's females.”

Molly said, “But if its only females, wouldn't that be only a f-” she pause as Jake got up and stalked over to her.

“Listen, Molly, I was a guy when I woke up yesterday morning. Have you checked the sex of the kittens your friends all got turned into, let me drop you a hint, no matter who they catch, what race, sex or religion, it will all be breeding material for these damn things.” he delivered it a little heavy, but it was the truth.

“He's right Mo, Jenny. If those males catch you, your friends, your brothers, your fathers. Its all the same.” and having said that, I motioned toward Sally and me, indicating the lifestyle of a constantly reproducing cat.

I thought for sure Molly would crumble, but I witnessed a steel grow within her, saw something suddenly draw a line and say 'that's as far as I go'.

Jenny lost it, “My... my son was at work today, in town. He... He...”

Molly turned to her, held her while she cried. But over the older woman’s shoulder, I saw her look at me, not accusingly, but showing that new part of herself, daring me to tell her to step over that line.

“Where to?” Molly asked quietly, “Where can we go that's safe?”

Now that was my stumper, I still hadn't worked that one out.

“There's my army base, if we go there we might be able to help them too.” Jake surprised me by saying.

I nodded, “Good a place as any, you sure they will welcome us?” I asked.

“If we take it slow, its a fair drive to get there, might take a day or two.” he responded, “Hey you said this damn heat only lasts a day or two, I will be over it by the time we get there!”

“Well, much as it would be nice to just get in a vehicle and go straight there, I think we need to secure some things first. While we can deal with one or two of those bastards at close quarters it

would be advantageous to not have to, so first task will be to get Jake some of his equipment.” I said, looking at the feline in question, I tried to get across to him that I didn't want at least Jenny to have a weapon, not in her state of mind. Molly, I thought, could likely be trusted.

“Yeah, ok, I don't know if my paw can...” He started, flexing the paw not still working off his needs.

I purred, “It can. You won't be able to grip the trigger with your digits but if you flex your claws it will work.” I reassured him. “So we will go, get some gear for Jake, get some food for Jenny and Mo and try and find us a vehicle big enough for everyone.”

Jake looked at me suddenly, his self-ministrations paused, “So it will be just you and me out there?”

I nodded, “Yeah, the weapons aren't far, and I won't leave Sally here guarding the kittens alone, Rough stays here with them.”

“What about me?” Molly asked.

I was about to jump in when Jake replied, “You want to end up like this? Or worse? Wait here, we won't be long.”

“Get your guns, come back and get me, you will need someone to drive whatever you are planning to steal. And I can drive a truck, my dad has me help with the harvesting...” Molly said, trailing away at the end as she realised that she would see neither another harvest or her father again.

I thought she would cry, would break down, but the steel came back to her and I saw a promise that she would do anything we asked of her.

“Come on then Jake, my kittens have had their meal, they won't want another for a while.” I stood, beckoning the soldier. “We will be back for you soon Mo, then we go do a little hunting ok?”

I padded out the front door, eyes scanning constantly for motion, and we worked our way down towards the site of the soldiers stand.

Working my head around the scent, I located some guns, some piles of shredded gear that looked to contain ammunition and proceeded to drag them off to Jake, gasping softly just to the side and upwind of the place.

“Anything else?” I asked him.

Gritting his teeth, working through the slightly damp piles of clothing and equipment, he eventually had a pair of the long styer rifles and a small pile of munitions. “This should be enough. A spare rifle, a ton of clips and a few grenades. Hrmm...” I saw the feline start to do something really odd, he began tearing strips from the cleanest of the clothes, rubbed them along his own dribbling sex and then tied them around the grenades. “How many do you think we could get with these?” he asked, a feral grin to his muzzle.

I just laughed, “You might want something with a longer timed fuse, but its a good thought, fight pheromones with pheromones.”

“Yeah, lets go back get that little hell kitten and find something for her to drive.” He replied, slinging the rifles on his shoulder and picking up the salvaged bag with all the other goodies within.

We were almost back to the house when I sensed them, a pair of big male cats, likewise stalking toward the house. “Jake, over in the grass on the other side of the drive way, you see them?”

“Way ahead of you.” the soldier said, stock butted against shoulder, sighting down the scope of the rifle.

Two shots reported and I saw one of the cats drop immediately, the other stumble before another shot brought him down too.

I purred at what my kitten had done, “That's definitely an improvement over having to kill them with my own fangs.” I said as the proud, slightly avenged cat picked up his load and we re-entered the house.

Escaping the Scene

“You ever used a rifle before?” Jake asked Molly.

The teen, eyes wide, was just gaping at the steyr, “Uh, I have fired my dad's three oh eight.” she managed.

“That's a good start, this will kick a lot less than one of those but will make a much bigger mess of anything you hit. You can stick to single fire for now, let you build up some muscle before we play with burst or automatic.” the soldier explained, showing her where the rate of fire selector, safety and all the things she would need to know.

While the little crash course in automatic weapons took place, I padded over to Sally who lay down supervising a whole mess of kittens at play, and even one big kitten.

“He really was quite a find wasn't he.” I said, laying down beside her and watching Rough being attacked by our sons and the three female kittens.

“Wouldn't have any other.” Sally replied, and I was shocked at the depth of feeling and clarity she managed.

“David, you good to go?” I heard Jake call.

I sighed, rising, “Well, back to work I guess. Love you.” I said, lashing a small lick down the side of my mates muzzle.

“Love you oo.” She replied as I began to turn back to the door.

I drew up to them, looking up to the teenagers face I nodded, “Lets go.”

We tried for the two army transport trucks first, they were certainly large enough but as we drew closer first Jake and then Molly held back. I raised my nose, drawing in the smell. “Fuck they sprayed the trucks, not going to be able to use them then.” I said.

We came to the town proper, and I got my first scent of cat. “There will be a lot of females and a male or two around somewhere.” I said, “Remember, anyone who was changed will not be themselves now, its not just the males you need to be careful of, the females will just as easily pin you down or spray you into insensibility.”

I received two nods and so padded forward.

“The shed where they keep the school bus, there should be another in there, two blocks that way.” Molly said quietly, gesturing down a side road.

We got to the first intersection down that street when the ambush sprung. A big male leaping out to grapple with Jake and some females of the pride stalking closer to Molly and me. “Don't wait for my permission Mo, shoot them.” I told her, guarding her back as she started firing the big rifle.

I had no time for further talk as two of the females had swung around behind her, and I was forced to take action. Swiping and growling I forced them back again and again but noticed them slowly working wider and wider from me, eventually leaving me between them.

Even as one pounced, making a determined effort to bring me under control so that her mate could have me, the other bounded past. I tried to work my jaw free so that I could yell to the girl but heard a double report of the gun and she yelled, “Get clear of it.”

Grinning I dug my teeth in tighter to the cats shoulder, levering in a full paw worth of claws and pulled back and to the side. Again and again I did this, building momentum that pulled at the hold I had on the female, at the last moment, I let go, the cat spinning away, and yelled, “Kill this bitch!”

Three loud gun shots rang out.

Panting I got to my feet to see the big male working himself in Jake.

“Molly come on.” I said, urging the girl who was still just staring at all the cats she had killed. “MOLLY!”

“Ok.” she said, now noticing her friend in trouble.

Walking over to the big rutting cat, she held the muzzle of the gun right at his head as it gripped Jake, “Don't hurt my friends.” she said softly. The gun on the other hand spoke loudly indeed.

By luck she must have hit the brain stem as the big male went completely limp, letting Jake drop down as he fell sideways off the soldier.

Jake, I could tell, was almost at his release. “Poor bastard.” I said and dipped my muzzle down, tasting the maleness and Jakes juices, running my tongue in and around him.

His screaming roar was very loud, “Fuck why did you do that? We have to go fast!” Molly said.

Lifting my muzzle up, cleaning stray fluids off my whiskers and lips I said, “Couldn't leave him like that, it would have been torture.”

She leaned down and grabbed Jake's gun and the small bandoleer he had made for extra clips and the grenades. As she put the sash on I could see movement up the road. “We have company, Mo, Jake, come on!”

I gripped the arm of the still recovering soldier and urged him to move, together we ran as fast as we could toward the hoped for vehicle.

“This is it! This one, we need to open it!” Molly called from in front of a big shed.

Letting got of Jake I said, “Molly, you need to open it, you're the only one here with hands and her senses.”

She let out a little squeak of surprise at that and examined the lock. Backing up a bit, she raised the rifle and let three rounds have a good talk to the lock, which gave up its argument.

She pulled the door open and we saw the big coach-bus inside, “You can drive that?” I asked her, worried a little.

“Sure, it will be just like the truck. I hope.” was her less than reassuring reply.

Jake was more functional now and had retrieved his gun from the girl, making odd growls and grunts.

“You good, soldier?” I asked him as he straightened.

Small growls punctuated his speech, “Ready to fucking kill, Sir.”

I saw him still wavering as he dropped to one knee. “Lay down, use my back.” I said, dropping in front of him as he understood and slumped down, bracing the rifle on my back like a bi-pod.

Again and again the rifle cracked out its answer to the pride that now charged us, I turned my head to look down range and saw them lining the street.

“Reloadin'.” Jake growled suddenly, pulling the rifle back and driving another clip home.

As we watched though, more and more of the cats, now interspersed with males, started into a loping run from the far end of the street.

Another handful of shots rang out before we heard a loud beep and then the big vehicle breath to life behind us.

Rising to his feet, recovered further now, Jake said, “Get in the bus. Go go go.”

His command brooked no arguments, nor could I think of a good one even as my legs worked to get me into the open door.

The vehicle's motor grunted a bit as it reached its stride and I felt the vehicle shunt as it started moving forward.

“Jake come on, we are rolling!” I yelled, watching him begin backing up, still sending a precise hail of death into the path of the cats.

Displaying reflexes that were quite obviously more than human he leapt into the door of the moving bus, gripping on to the wood panelling around the entry way with his claws, rifle still singing.

It was then I noticed, despite the initial population of the charge, not a single male was left standing.

As he climbed in, his gun empty I made the comment, “Got over your need for a guy then?”, referring obviously to his target choices.

“Yeah, I think I have had enough males for one day, although that sure made me appreciate Rough a little more.” he replied and I caught a slight edge of longing for my mate.

And why not? I thought, he was a very good lover and sure was a change from the usual cat.

“Well, we are good here. Right Mo?” I said, directing the last to our driver.

She was working hard to keep up with what the bus was asking of her, and I realised she hadn't had a chance to adjust the seat and was practically standing driving the thing. “Yeah I got this ok, we still need food though right?” she asked.

“Why, are you hungry?” I asked slyly, but continued, “Yes hun, we need food.”

“Right well its just there is a supermarket in the next town, we might want to get the others and head there.” she explained.

“Good thinking. Molly. Now as we reach the house, remember we need to turn this thing around or back it down the road, which would be easier for you?” I asked her.

She laughed suddenly, “I can back a truck better than my father could, we will turn in that itty bitty drive way no problems, just get everyone out the front and be ready to move.”

Well well well, it seems a particular little kitten is quite good indeed under pressure.

I was purring softly as we turned into the road leading to the farm.

“Problem ladies.” Molly called out suddenly, “We have us more than the usual amount of tails.”

Jake leaned out the now open door and quickly pulled his head back in, “Fuck, half the town is furry and chasing us. Well, nothing for it.”

The soldier marched down to the rear of the bus and opened one of the windows. I was wondering what he was about when he pulled a cloth wrapped grenade from the sash he wore. “Grenade out!” the feline voice called as he threw the grenade out the window, pin still in his paw.

I raced to the back of the bus and leapt up to look out the back window. I saw a mass of cats stop and gather around the very female smelling armed explosive.

A loud crack sounded and suddenly there were red streaks on the window.

I almost expected another but the sound of the grenades detonation caused those still chasing us to slow and stop.

In moments we were at the house. Jake and I leapt out to help move the others while Molly turned the big vehicle around.

“All aboard all aboard! Get your arses, tails and kittens out here we are leaving!” Jake called as he turned to focus his attention on the road behind us.

As I got inside I saw Sally, one kitten in her jaws and others hanging in the sleeves of shirts, slung over her shoulders and tied at the cuffs.

“You heard the cat, we are leaving right now. Mo is turning the bus while Jake covers us.” it was after saying this, I saw Rough, similarly attired as Sally padding past me just behind my female mate and again I knew just why he had a piece of my heart.

“What about food?” Jenny asked as she bustled past carrying some cases, likely with clothes.

I sighed, maybe I should have let Rough have a quick work out with the last two complete humans, just to relieve them of some silly needs like that. “We will be stopping to pick up supplies at the supermarket in the next town.” I said.

The loud air horn of the bus cut through anything further we might have said. As it trailed off I called, “That’s our queue, lets go.”

Herding my pride onto the bus, I was followed by Jake, looking forward and hanging out the door. “Come on Molly my girl, wind this baby up and lets rrrrowl!” he all but howled.

Molly, for her part, caught the enthusiasm and the bus started rolling forward, gaining speed quickly as she worked the gears.

We then saw the remaining members of the towns pride, standing around the spot where the grenade had detonated. They looked up in surprise and gazed at the bus bearing down on them, stunned and immobile.

“Fuck, close the door Jake!” I yelled, grabbing him by the thigh and pulling back.

A loud and repeated series of thuds sounded and the bus shuddered a little, “That's for my father you fuckers!” Molly yelled out the window at the carnage she had just caused.

Jake managed to get himself sorted, “Thanks for getting me inside before that got nasty. Remind me never to piss this girl off though.” he said, rising and musing up Molly's hair with a closed paw as he said the last.

I muttered softly, “Never piss off Molly...”

Of Shopping Lists and Feline Needs

“How long will it take to reach the supermarket Mo?” I asked the girl.

She hummed, “Depends how fast you want me to drive, at this pace it will be about an hour, if I wind this thing up a little maybe forty five minutes?”

“Maybe just keep us slow and steady, there's no race to get there, it will already be overrun, lets just get there safely.” I told her, leaning in to rub my muzzle against her leg.

Her arm reached down, rubbing at my ears and scratching around my neck, “Meant to say it earlier Dave, thanks for saving me and thanks for giving me a chance.”

I was purring happily at the affection from one of my newest 'kittens', “I am just sorry I couldn't save more, at least it seems their minds are gone, I don't think the others will ever know just what happened.”

One soft sob then her steel was back, “Its for the best then, I doubt we could have kept them safe from the pheromones forever, hell I can even smell them in this thing.” she said, still scritching me around under my muzzle and rubbing at my jaw.

“We could open some windows maybe turn on th-” I began but she started rubbing with vigour under my muzzle and I was lost, raising my head up and stretching out at the caress, purring contentedly.

“Nah, I can deal with it later, just don't spray me and I should be able to keep on top of things.” She told me and I whined a little in sympathy for her. “What's the matter queeny?” she asked softly.

I sighed, “Its just not fair on you Molly, you're going to be spending a fair while, maybe the rest of your life, around us cats. You're going to be on edge and horny every second of every day.” I said.

She smiled, risking a glance away from the road down into my eyes, “I am sure I will be able to find time to... enjoy, the feeling it leaves me with. The glass can always be half full Dave.”

“Hmm, you're right, of course. I better go back and check on my little ones, take it a bit easy ok Mo? And remember, you don't have to suffer alone, just ask around, I am sure someone will help fill your glass all the way up.” I said with a purr and turned, padding down the aisle toward the rear and my smallest kittens.

Upon reaching them I found Sally had a mix of her own and mine, hungrily drinking at her belly. My heart melted at the sight of them.

Leaning down close to her ear I murmured, “You know there are union rules about this kind of thing.”

Her reply was instant and satisfying as she turned her head, eyes closed and pressed our muzzles together. The feel of her lips on mine almost made me collapse on the spot with ache.

Pulling back she said, “You seemed busy, figured you could do with a break.”

“Your speech is getting better and better babe, keep it up.” I snaked out my tongue and scored a hit

on her nose and I heard a sigh from her, “How are you doing?”

“Ired I guess, but i seems I have enough milk for all of our lil horde and you seemed a bi busy saving he day.” she said with a sigh, her voice being very clear indeed.

Purring and laying down awkwardly in the cramped spot, I managed none the less to lean down and rest my head and neck on her shoulder, resting a while, feeling sleep poke at the edge of my conciousness.

“David, Molly says we are almost there.” Jake told me, gently scritching my ears and rubbing behind the cartilage.

I murred, “Thanks Jake, guess we get some supplied then. How are you doing now?” I asked him sympathetically.

“Well, if nothing else that big males unwanted attention seems to have dried up my heat, much to Rough's relief I think.” I stole a glance at my mate, and he did indeed look a bit more relaxed. “There's a few things I wouldn't mind grabbing myself while we are there. I used to be a bit of a delinquent when I was younger and I have some ideas that might be useful.”

I grinned, “And here I thought we had a respectable soldier with us.”.

“Ok ladies, cats and kittens, here we are, Woody's Supermarket, everything we could want but likely nothing any sane person needs.” Molly called from the front of the now stationary bus. “Now, I don't mean to be a stick in the mud but this girl is going to need some more go go juice if we are going to make it more than about twenty clicks out of town so I need someone with me to keep an eye on me, any volunteers?”

I thought on this, we couldn't spare anyone with arms and I wanted to get a few things myself here...

After we had gotten off the bus I paced up to Rough and nuzzled him, “Our little kitten is going to need a big strong guard, not to mention keeping our kittens safe. You up for it?” he didn't understand my words but Molly had overheard and wandered closer.

Bending down closer to the male, but still being wary of touching him she said, “Big cat like this should be more than up to it. Besides, as our queen says, someone needs to look after Sally and the kittens.”

Just then Sally herself poked her head out from inside the bus, “He going to be staying? Ok, come on back big guy.” And she turned, swaying her rear toward the big male, who, being the good mate he is, trotted off after her back onto the bus.

I watched the big vehicle pull away, heading down the road toward a petrol station.

I turned and found the others already inside making selections. Grunting I padded off to find them.

“Shit, they have a hardware section?” I could hear Jake calling and thought I better go keep an eye on the over enthusiastic soldier.

I read the chemicals he was grabbing bottles of. “What exactly are you getting here Jake?” I asked him.

“When I was a kid we used to make all sorts of crazy things out of household chemicals, we even had a short course on home made improvised explosives and how to spot and disable some in training.” the cat girl said, tapping his head, “Now lucky I actually paid attention and can remember some of the better ones...Ohhh sulphuric acid!” he exclaimed and grabbed two big bottles of that.

I was wandering around the hardware section when I saw a few curious things, “Hey, Jake, come check this.” I called.

He wheeled his trolley over, “Yeah what's... oh... oh yes.”

Looking at big drums of powdered metal of a lot of different types, “Why the hell would they have this here?” I pondered.

“Don't know, but I know something I can do with them.” Jake said, setting about reading labels and gathering what he wanted.

I shrugged and padded to where I could hear Jenny, “Just me hun, how goes the food shopping?”

“Just getting the basic essentials, but making sure we have enough for a few weeks. There's no sense in only getting us enough to last till the army base if we get there and there's no one home.” she said.

I nodded, “Good thinking.” I said, padding away to the front of the supermarket again.

As I reached the front, I heard the roar from the direction of the petrol station.

Racing out I saw my mate, Rough, braced over a figure, already quite a ways gone to cat with bits of clothing scattered around that resembled what Molly had been wearing, with about a dozen other cats pacing around the pair.

“Jake!” I yelled, “Bring your gun!”

Molly must have heard me, she turned her head to the side and looked at me, and I knew at once that Rough wouldn't have instigated this, he was doing it for her sake.

Jake was running to me, “Shit, I didn't bring it in with me.” he called.

I took off at a dead run.

Rough had seen me now and as I watched, he bent down and licked at the back of Molly's neck and dismounted her, stepping over her crumpled form taking swipes at the cats surrounding him but without leaving the prone form of his charge, he could not press the fight to any one male.

I cut a swath through the beasts, making a path for Jake, while Rough defended Molly.

All the cats around us were males, the smell of their combined musk was horrendous, only adrenalin was keeping me fighting when all my body wanted to do was lay down for them.

Jake had disappeared into the bus only to reappear a moment later.

I heard the gun shots start to ring out, as one after another of the creatures was cut down, until one particular cat, in a close in fight with Rough was all that was left.

The two broke apart and I knew Jake would be taking aim.

“NO!” Molly's voice screamed, a roar, “Give me a knife!” she yelled at us.

Jake reacted instantly, tossing his bayonet out to the girl, who deftly caught it and began stalking in beside Rough.

My big mate must have sensed her, moved with her. All of a sudden he laid out with his claws on one paw, knocking the other male to the ground where the girl pounced, bringing the knife down and into the neck of the cat, opening his throat fully half around his neck.

As quick as she had been on it she was off and crouched, standing easily on three limbs, one paw clutching the blade, claws dug into the handle of the weapon.

I padded up beside her, as she stood watching the big cat slowly pump all his blood out, “Mo, you wounded?” I asked her, I repeated it again and she turned her head to look at me.

“No queen, I am pretty not fucking ok.” and with that she fell, dropping the long blade, reaching out.

Her arms caught on Rough's and my backs as we helped her up to the bus.

Concentrating on the smells, I could tell she had been raped first by the big male she had finished, the rest had been Rough, he had mated her, and seeded her well. I could smell the heat scent, what should still be getting produced by her were she not pregnant, fading.

“You still with us Molly?” I asked her as we dragged her along.

“Fuck'n cats.” she snorted, “Guess I count in that lot now don't I?”. She turned her head to look at Rough, “And you, I know you did what you had to, if you hadn't, one of them would have.” She leaned over to my love and licked at a nasty gash just behind his ear, cleaning the wound.

She turned her head back to me, “So, this is going to keep happening right? I mean I might get some respite for a few weeks, maybe end up human again for a while, but then it will all start again, one will catch me and I will be lucky if all I do is carry his kittens. Hold on, David, queen, wait.” I slowed, as did Rough sensing something was up. “What do I have to do, to go all the way over, but like you and Sally? I want to still be me.”

I was prepared for a lot of things, but her asking that, most certainly was not one of them.

Sighing, “You need to spend a fair bit of time in one of the 'deep' forms, generally those forms past the pregnancy stage.” I told her.

“So you mean, if I spend a few weeks like this, get in touch with my feline side, when I am taken all the way I will remember?” she asked me, leaning back now into Rough who, to his credit, was just standing there and being what she needed.

“May.” I said, “You may remember what you were. There was some documentation to say, when we were working with these animals, that people had gone as far as pregnancy before and come back. But not often, and none of those remembered themselves that were then made fully cat. I was the first, I guess Sally the second.” I paused, letting that sink in for her. “Why do you want to be the

third?” I asked.

“I just.” her arm reached out, paw working over Rough's ears, avoiding the wound though, “I want to feel safe. With Rough standing over me, his seed deep inside me, knowing I will be having his kittens, I just...” she paused, obviously knowing her mind but unable to think of the words that will convince me to help. “I just want to belong and be safe.”

“Well, you're already part of my pride, now as a sister to me and Sally. Its not up to me to make up your mind. If after you have your kittens, when your body is ready for another heat and another litter to be gotten on you, if you want to go ahead, I won't stop you or Rough.” I told her.

She surprised me, not saying a word, not crying or anything, she just lent forward and kissed me, softly.

The smell, my male lover nearby, Molly's own scent of arousal, all built and I leaned forward into her now embracing arms.

I began by running soft licks over her, then realised she had some wounds herself and applied myself orally to their care.

Working downwards, I finally came to her pelvic region, spying the prize she wanted me to. Dipping my tongue down to lap at her folds, I heard her mewl and whimper softly, the tender flesh obviously sensitive beyond usual at what she had been through.

I was just warming to my task, beginning to dip my muzzle down flush to her when Rough mounted me.

I flagged my tail for him and arched myself even as I continued working at the girl.

Rough was gentle, slow and very determined to have me while I pleasured his most recent mate. Sliding himself into my aroused entrance, the first thing I noticed was he was already very large and swollen, and why not, Molly had worked him up already.

As he brought his hips up to press against my rear, his balls gently banging just below my petals, I felt his barbs flare out. He roughly gripped my neck but didn't yank backwards, instead content to leave me to my task but none the less obviously wanting something to hold on to.

The driving pressure of him, the spines dragging back inside me, the feel of them pushing back in, soothing the flesh they had just tortured drove me to panting moans as I burrowed my muzzle into Molly's sweet folds, testing her depths with my sandpaper-like tongue.

I felt her hips tense and all of a sudden my whole muzzle was gripped by her muscles, cramping and gripping around me, riding her orgasm as far as she could.

My own excitement was rising, although not as quick as hers. Rough now released my neck, roaring his ownership of me to every animal within five kilometres.

All of the pleasure, the pain, the smells, the tastes and the sounds all combined as I felt Rough tense and begin to thrust in hard, maleness swollen beyond belief, spines digging deep into my flesh on every out-stroke.

The world turned electric and I yowled and roared, adding my own voice to the duet that Rough and

Molly were already singing.

Panting, feeling Rough slowly, carefully, withdraw I crawled forward, resting my muzzle on Molly's shrunken breasts, “Now you are more than my sister.” I breathed, “You are my mate.”. And with that I leaned in pressing our muzzles together, working at her teeth with my tongue, eventually making it past the wall of blade-like enamel.

We lay there a while before I heard Jake say, “Hate to break this up, but, well, we got all the stuff packed. The bus is full of juice. And I have to say, as a member of this pride and a cat myself, that was quite possibly the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen. I mean, good golly miss Molly...”

I groaned, thankfully though, Molly still had fingers enough to find and throw some rocks at the soldier.

Civilisation

A day and a half Molly managed that big bus, the steering wheel and pedals would never be the same, claw marks showing how much trouble she had operating it.

“Ok its the next left, then its straight on to the gates of the base.” Jake, now clothed due his sudden realisation that 'holy shit I'm naked', advised.

I turned to Jenny, “Ok, you understand what we need you to do? Drive up, tell them we are not hostile but to back away while we get out.” I told her.

“Yeah queen, got that.” She said, the nickname had stuck now, much to my annoyance.

“Ok, you can take over, remember how I showed you.” Molly said, after turning the last corner and pulling up to swap places with the human.

Jenny nodded and climbed into the slightly damaged seat, Molly had attacked it with a knife very soon after finding out how uncomfortable it is to sit on your tail.

After a little juddering we started forward, rolling faster she tooted the horn in the pattern Jake had taught her, meaning 'SOS' in Morse, the rest of us moved as far to the rear of the bus as we could.

“Drive forward and stop at the gate, failure to do so will be cause for immediate and deadly action!” sounded from a large speaker at the gate.

We had discussed this with Jenny, she was to do everything she was told, and she did, the bus slowing and stopping where they wanted it.

“Driver is to exit the vehicle now, unarmed and hands on the back of their head!” the same speaker said.

“There's soldiers out there with guns aimed at the bus.” Jenny said.

Jake spoke up, “Do what they ask, don't go past the doorway though, otherwise they might walk in before you can explain.”

Jenny nodded and stepped down and out the open door. We couldn't hear what was said over the sound of the big bus' engine still idling.

She climbed back in, “They said they will back off and we are all to leave the bus, I told them you have information about the cats. I don't know if they are going to just shoot us or what.” she said.

I stood and started padding forward, “Just stand clear of us Jen, if they do open fire they are not likely to shoot you if you're not right there with us.”

Climbing down before her, I noticed the soldiers raise their rifles, aiming at me. “Don't shoot, we are here seeking sanctuary and to give you some information. We have one of your soldiers with us, from the initial skirmish near Heyfield.”

“Fuck did that cat just talk?” one soldier said.

Another came back with, “Shut it, orders from up top are to shoot all hostile felines. These sure as fuck don't look hostile.”. By the markings on his uniform I figured he was higher in rank than the others.

Just then Jake dismounted, holding his steyr above his head, unloaded with the firing mechanism out and in his belt. “Sir! Corporal First Class Richards reporting, Sir!”

“Richards!” the more senior soldier exclaimed, “What the FUCK happened to you soldier?”

“Sir, we got into a shit fight, as you can guess, with no intel on what they could do, we were fubar, Sir. This lot, David there, the big female, saved my arse, even if it has a bit of fur on it now, Sir.” Jake said to the query.

“Well shit it, boy, if you say they are not hostile, however unusual they are, I will take your word.” the soldier then whistled loudly a few times and waved his left arm.

The speakers flared to life again, “Re board your vehicle and follow the Sergeant to the designated decontamination area.”

“Back in the bus then kids.” I told my pride.

Molly took the wheel now and idled the big vehicle along the track the soldiers jogged along finally coming to a large hanger and airstrip.

“Last stop, please ensure all kittens are brought off with you and that you have all luggage from the overhead storage, thank you for riding highway to hell tours.” Molly droned to us.

Jenny helped us with the kittens, getting them into the clothes carriers she had cobbled together just before we departed.

Jake dismounted again, rifle held the same way, followed by Molly and then myself, Sally, Rough with Jenny at the rear.

“Corporal, is that a male cat you have there? Because if it is, there had better be a fucking good explanation for it.” the Sergeant said.

Jake lowered the gun to parade rest and replied, “Staff Sergeant Blake, you may want to get the brass out here Sir, the explanation is a long one.”.

“Soldier, if there was anyone higher rank than me left you would already be talking to them, had a big pack of those mean bastard cats come through here a day ago, drove them off with flame-throwers in the end. Nothing left here higher than me. We are still trying to get command to send us some new officers but they seem reluctant to have anyone enter the 'quarantine zone'.” the Sergeant said.

“Don't blame them, personally.” I said.

“You got that right ma'am. Who am I speaking to?” Blake asked.

“David, David... uh, well, long term memory loss seems to be a side effect of all this.” I said, “I was a keeper at the installation where the first cat was kept, Sally here” I gestured to my love, “was my superior but she is having problems with speech, lets just say that even with the right circumstances

the adaptation to cat is less than perfect, and with no preparation there is nothing left of the original person.”

“Well, some actual qualified advisors on this shit, that's more than we have gotten out of HQ. You keep your big feller there from causing problems and you are welcome to stay, if you are willing to give us information, heck you can have a bunk in the barracks.” the Sergeant said with a chuckle.

“All I want is a safe place for my kittens and my pride, food and safety for Jenny and I will tell you whatever you need to know about these things. And yes, my pride includes the big male there, Rough.” I told him.

“Ok then, unless anything is urgent you have an hour to settle in then we need to debrief, the hanger just behind us has been cleared for your use, don't let your big guy there leave it though, he sets one paw outside of ten paces of that building and my snipers will take him down, anyone else for that matter. If you need our attention stand just outside the front door and be patient, someone will come shortly.” he told us, “There is a pile of blankets and bunks inside, it was originally purposed as a refugee camp, but, well, there haven't been any refugees.”

With that we seemed to be dismissed, “Ok ladies and cats, lets do what the man said, Molly drive the bus over to the door. Lets see what kind of home we can put together.” I told everyone, who started following my directions.

“Love, I don know where his 'ake conrole' hing came from, bu I like I” Sally said, purring and rubbing her head against mine.

Unable to hold back my own purr in the face of such praise I padded forward toward the building.

It took us some time to get everyone settled to bunks or piles of blankets, Sally said she would look after the kittens, since my milk had dried up in the last day of not feeding them, whereas hers was stronger than ever. “Come on Jake, lets face the music.” I called to the soldier, who grinning climbed to his feet and padded after me.

After following the protocol, a soldier came up and said, “You two are to be escorted to the Sergeant, he wanted to know if there was any suggestion for decontamination for you two, he doesn't want any fuck ups.”.

Jake replied first, “No Private, its only the males or females in heat that can have bad reactions with people, neither of us count as either at the moment.” the private just nodded and led us away.

We padded along behind the soldier, knowing that he was a guide not a guard and that there was likely at least a pair of marksmen with their sights over us every step of the way.

Soon we came to a table with some chairs and a cot propped up on crates, just out in the middle of the tarmac, the Sergeant seated with a voice recorder.

“Good work Private, now report to Sergeant Hastings for decontamination, and that means immediately son, no other contact before then.” he told our escort. “David, Corporal Richards. Thank you for agreeing to this, I understand you didn't have to come here, you seemed to be doing quite well out there on your own, please, have a seat.” he said, retaking his seat.

I climbed up on the impromptu bed and lay down looking at the Sergeant, Jake took the seat beside me.

“Now I am recording this, the way it will work is I want each of you to tell your stories, at the conclusion of each I will ask some questions and I want you to answer to the best of your ability. If the question is a yes or no thing, please answer it out loud rather than just nodding. You both got that?” Blake finished.

Jake snapped out a “Sir, yes Sir!”.

I settled for a, “Sure.”.

“Ok then David, since yours is the oldest and longest tale, why don't we start with that.” the soldier prompted me.

I told my story, from as far back as I thought would matter, as much as I could remember, surprising myself a little at how much I actually did remember. The Sergeant didn't say a word, merely waiting when something was hard for me to explain, letting me get it all out in my own words. “... and so we ended up here, at the front gates to the base, you know the rest.” I finished.

He began with simple questions, clarifying dates, effects, numbers, that kind of thing. Finally, having wrung me dry, he asked Jake to start.

“Well Sir, we got prepared, as you know, to go and deal with an animal containment problem, were heading down the road near Seaton when the driver yelled there was something on the road. We bailed out with our combat gear to see the big cats stalking toward the front of the trucks. We began firing on them, and seemed to be holding well when they attacked from behind...” Jake started.

He went on to describe in rather finer detail exactly what went wrong in their deployment, how he tried to get the soldiers rallied when he saw his commanding officer and sergeant both gone, almost getting caught by the cats himself, how we used Rough to get the other cats to leave him alone, eventually winding up at the same point I did.

This time when questioning, the Sergeant was a lot harsher, asking highly detailed questions, asking for his opinion on his officers orders as well as all the different, and he used the same word, 'orders' I had given to him and the others.

“Well David, it looks like I owe you a lot of thanks, you saved at least one of my men and brought us back some very good information. Information that I will now have the fun of reporting on for the next three to four hours up the chain of command. Regardless of your descriptions of how the pheromones work, we are not going to take chances. Your big mate in there seems to have his head on straight for one of these things and although I would love to be able to trust your word on him, you have to understand I can't allow him to just roam the compound. As such, only he is confined to the hanger, the rest of you, barring your kittens who are likewise confined, can do as you wish. I will have the soldiers notified of the change in status within the hour, please don't try and take advantage of the new privilege until at least then.” he told me, “And Jake? You did as good as can be expected soldier, understand that if you do want it your place in the ranks is open for you, at least as far as I am concerned. Dismissed.”

He got up and walked the opposite direction to where we were headed.

“Guess we head back then.” I said to Jake, he just nodded and we got up and started moving.

A sudden flare of heat at our backs caused us to turn, a soldier with a flame thrower had just

incinerated the entire little meeting place, only the Sergeant and his voice recorder left the site.

“Can't say as I blame him really.” Jake said as we wandered away to await what may come.

Convergence

It was a long night, warm beds and my pride close and safe, I couldn't sleep.

I padded outside and lay on the cold hard concrete, it felt more right, more what I was used to, what I had learned to live with.

The morning sun was warm and as I opened my eyes I saw a soldier standing in front of me. With confidence born from being a cat and knowing the Sergeant had given the order I got up and padded over, walking around the now worried soldier once before stopping in front of him, lowering my rear down to the pavement and asked, “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?”

The soldier looked amazed, “Uh, you can, uh, you can talk?” I just smiled up at his question, not having to answer, “Fuck, yeah of course you can. Is Jake here? Jake Richards... I heard he came in with you.” he trailed off a little.

“I will see if the soldier is awake.” I replied and began to turn, “I trust you are known to him?” I purred.

The soldier visibly gulped, “Yeah, tell him Steve Bastard is out here.” he managed.

“Well Mr Bastard, I will warn you Jake is currently not feeling himself, nor looking it. Something that will heal over time if he wishes it.” I cautioned, “I will be back soon.”

Entering the shed I caught sight of him right away, curled up with Sally, Molly and Rough, although thankfully towards the edge of the little bundle of cats.

Leaning in close I licked at his ear slowly, gently, feeling him react sleepily to the stimulation. “Jake, you have a visitor, Steve Bastard I think he called himself.” I murmured.

His reaction was very sudden, leaping to his feet quite literally, using the cat reflexes to their utmost. All the time muttering, “Oh shit oh shit oh shit its Steve” over and over again.

“Calm down kitten, get some clothes on, groom a little and head on out there.” I told him sweetly, but firmly. He followed orders very well.

In moments he was out the front, talking animatedly to the soldier about everything and anything.

“So what's it like being a cat Jake, I mean it looks pretty crazy but you seem pretty comfortable...” Steve trailed off, blushing a bit.

Jake looked a little thoughtful, replying, “Well, the cat bit is actually pretty awesome, its amazing how quick my reflexes are as well as how sharp my eyesight becomes when I really focus on one thing. Truth be told, its the change to being female that struck me the most, women have all the same things going on in their minds as men it seems, just slightly... to the side, so to speak.”

I tried to maintain indifference, but listening to him actually putting words to how the changes made him feel sparked something within me, and I lay there enthralled by his speech.

Before I knew it I woke to hear them calling goodbyes to each other, 'Mr Bastard' wandering away, a little spring in his step. “So little kitten, I believe there is a question that I delayed asking you.” I

spoke softly, in the cool breeze a human would have had trouble hearing it, but Jake wouldn't, not with his feline ears.

“Yeah Queen, you were right to have me delay it. I love being this, love having not just the skill to protect my friends, my pride, but the raw ability to do it even better. Did you know that shooting back at the bus depot was the best I have ever shot, I mean it, I didn't miss a target, every single one...” he said, “What I am trying to say is, my skills are worth too much to take all they way to feline and have wasted, but combined with just a little cat” he gestured at his body, “well, that leaves me as 'something else' entirely. I am faster, a little stronger and when I am not in heat I even think clearer than I have ever done before.”

I got up and padded to him, knowing I could say nothing without swaying his mind, and definitely not wanting to force the outcome of this decision on anyone.

His paw began absently patting and rubbing my ears, I couldn't help the purr that flowed up from within me at the attention of one of my kittens.

“Queen, can we just stay like this? Like I am? I understand I will shift back to human in a few more days but do you think Rough would take me again? Just once, so I stay like this.” he said.

The caressing of my head continued, I was almost lost in the feel of it when I realised my kitten was almost in tears with worry, “Of course he would, the only reason he hasn't pinned you down and rutted you till your belly swells and you forget ever being human is because he cares for you and for me, and while I believe he wouldn't inflict that fate on you unless you wanted and embraced it, he knows for sure I would tear him apart one piece at a time if he ever harmed one of my kittens, mate or not.”

I was on my side before I knew it, Jake pressing herself against me in a hug that almost pushed all the air from my lungs. I didn't mind, she had finally accepted something about herself and had made a choice, one she could even change if she wished. “Thank you, thank you so much.” she said over and over, tears soaking my fur.

My purr spoke more to her about my acceptance of her decision than any words would, such is the way of being a cat.

We whiled away the rest of the day, merely content with each others presence and the warmth of the sun, when just about mid afternoon there was a knock at the door waking us.

Glancing up I noticed the young soldier from earlier, I now recognised, thanks to Jakes crash course he gave me a bit earlier, the 'Private First Class' insignia and with a bit of shock, the name on the uniform. “Your last name really is 'Bastard'?” I asked him, half stunned.

“Yeah, crazy family, guess mum didn't realise what she was getting into at first. Am here officially, as per the Staff Sergeant's orders, he extends the hand of friendship and wants to have a bit of a party to celebrate the return of one of his soldiers as well as for the information that will help us deal with these cats a bit better.” he said, suddenly going red with the implication of what he meant about 'deal with these cats'.

I interrupted his stammering apology, “Its fine Private, and for what its worth, we agree, they need to be stopped.” this halted him giving me a chance to continue at a more sedate pace, “I am sure a few of us would love the chance to unwind, we are still a little on edge here, its just been really rough for some of my kittens these last few days.”

“Your kittens? The little ones?” he asked.

Smiling and purring a little I corrected, “No, for want of anyone else to do it I seem to be the pride's leader, they are even calling me Queen, damn it, but the cat side of me slid into the role and I consider most of those who travelled with me my kittens, the only exceptions being Sally, Rough and Molly.” my purring increased at the thought of those three.

“So they are... that is I understand that you and the big guy would be together, I heard the Sergeant say that you and the other cat, Sally were together, but the younger cat girl? Molly?” he asked, working through the problem his own way.

I sighed, “Yeah, it was all going well, she was still a hundred percent human. She drove the bus down to get some juice, with Rough to protect her-” I began but the soldier cut in.

“That bastard did this to her?” his fingers were clutching at his gun and he was halfway to taking a step into the hanger.

Gripping the stock of the gun with my teeth I pulled back hard, throwing him onto the ground.

I released the weapon and looked to the hill overlooking the doors, nodding to the sharpshooters I knew were still there. I saw a small gleam of light reflect the sun from something shiny, they recognised what I had done, and seemed to be cool about it.

Jake was awake then and tried to intercede, my glance at her was all that I needed to calm my kitten.

“How can you let him stay with you for what he-” Steve was yelling at me, still on the ground, on his back.

In a flash I was over him, paw pressed into the chest of his uniform, pinning him. “Listen and listen close. I understand your protectiveness, and I applaud it I really do, but you would be killing her rescuer for what a dead animal did to her.” I had his mute attention now, “Yes, another cat got to her before Rough could react, I know he feels bad for that, but I also know she has forgiven him for it. When he managed to get the beast off her, there was nearly two dozen of the things around the girl, he would have died had he tried to fight them, but from Molly's own reckoning that is exactly what the big guy was going to do. She stopped him, already part cat from the first beasts rutting, she rubbed herself against him, begging with him not to fight, to do it the 'other way', as we had with Jake. She had begged him not to let himself die trying to protect her and had given herself freely to save his life if not her own sanity.” I paused, leaning back and letting him get his feet under him again. “That's why I call her mate, because she would go to hell and back for my mate, her mate, and because she carries my mates kittens.”

I sat back and just watched him process it all, “I think I understand, its not easy for me I guess, I have never been in that kind of situation.”

Looking up at him, my respect of the man restored, “I don't think anyone would know until then, when the chips are about as far down as they get. I hope to the core of my being that you never have to find out.”

“Will we see you tonight?” he asked me, turning to walk off.

I thought, “Yeah, why not.” I said.

I padded back inside and explained to everyone the plans.

“A party? For Jake here? Damn girl you are popular but I didn't think you were that popular!” Molly said, wrapping an arm around the blushing soldier.

“Aw you know how it is, you save the day, save some pretty girls, become one yourself... your fame spreads quickly.” Jake replied, grinning as wide as she could and hugging the giggling Molly closer.

“Real cooking!” Jenny said, eyes glazed at the thought of what amazing culinary delights would be on the menu. One look at Jake told a sad story as to what would be for dinner that night, I had to hide a smile.

I leaned in close to Rough, “Hey big guy, you miss me?” I asked, rubbing my muzzle along his shoulder and eventually his head, “You up for looking out for the little ones tonight?”

Hearing him whuf, I took it as assent to my demands, whatever he thought they were.

He rose to sniff around me, I felt something within warm at the feel of him doing it.

Jake had apparently taken notice, “Thought so Queen, was wondering what the nice smell was all afternoon, guess he knew the answer before we did, and he sure looks ready to help you with it.” the soldier said smirking.

I gasped out loud as the big males tongue lashed out at my surprisingly sensitive nether-lips, “Oh fuck.” I said.

“Yeah, that's what I would recommend, my mate, some good 'oh fuck'ing.” Molly said leaning down to me, licking me around one ear, the scent obviously exciting her too.

Without further ado I felt Rough mount me even as I cocked my tail to the side. “Let me help with that.” Molly's words, so close to my ear drove a fire through me, “Mmm, you're so damn hot down there.” she continued as I felt her paw rubbing down between my legs and brushing past my aching entrance.

With a patience that continued to surprise me Rough waited for Molly's paw to line him up with me and, as I felt, she gave him a little attention as well.

Very slowly, purring deeply above me the big cat leaned forward, pushing deep into me and my last vestige of sense left, buried under by his musk, Molly and my own scents and the thick blanket of my heat. Suddenly sparks flared into a bushfire that raged my body.

Deeper and deeper he pushed and I felt Molly's paw every second of the way, rubbing my entrance, paying attention to the little nub of exquisite nerve endings, and working her paw back and over my lover's rod and balls. Again and again and again.

He worked his hips now, bringing a steady pace to the enhanced mating, causing me to moan steadily, still yet to feel any vestige of his spines.

Molly's piercing cry caught me off guard and I turned my head sharply, distracted from my own pleasure for a moment, only to get a face full of Sally's rear, her tail flagging to the side, allowing

me unfettered access to her, even as she pleasured our newest mate.

Lapping at her, tasting her excitement, I fell into a steady rhythm as Rough continued his pace, seemingly able to go on forever, Molly whining and simpering as she worked the juncture of Rough and me, Sally lapping and burying her muzzle in Molly's depths even as I pleased her.

A more perfect way to relieve my heat I could not have dreamed of, as I lay there, being serviced by and servicing, my mates, letting the passion and warmth burn me as many times as it wanted, bringing me screaming, yowling into Sally's love canal.

On and on we mated, until, at last, poor Rough could not hold back any longer. The heat-lust getting the better of his usual nature, he gripped my hips with his claws and sat up almost straight and began to thrust deeply into me, spines flaring widely, biting my insides, clawing their way down my tunnel.

My lusty cries grew louder, I could not take much more of his attention, swinging as it was between glorious pleasure and tearing pain, blending the two within my need soaked senses into an ache that had me only able to pant.

I felt him take the pressure off his paws, leaning forward, to grip my tightly at my neck. Pulling back I felt a last few sharp, very quick shoves before he began flowing into me. My world view narrowed to just the feelings of a one foot long tube of flesh and its contents, I know I made sounds, I know is clawed wildly, even scoring Sally, but all that was told to me afterwards, for that one instant in time I was just a very horny cat with her male filling her with seed, planting his kitten's beginnings deep within my body.

I floated away, slowly from that time, my body sated, seeded and sleeping.

“Queen, David love, the party starts soon.” Molly said gently, nibbling my ear and generally making sure I couldn't ignore her.

I didn't, I leaned around quickly and pressed my muzzle against hers, feeling her rough tongue push into my maw, past my sharp teeth, even as we came together.

Pulling apart slightly, I murmured, “That was up there lover, in the top ten best wake ups ever I would say.”

She purred happily and got to her feet.

Together we left behind our big half sleeping mate, guarding the little kittens, sleeping as they were with full bellies.

“Here she is!” I heard Jake calling out, “My saviour!”

Cheers passed around all the soldiers present, “Speech!” some called, I sighed. Someone else called , “Shh, she's talking.”

“I saved a young soldier, screaming for her mummy, half naked running for her virginities sake across a field, took her in and protected her.” that got a few laughs, but they died again as I continued, “Others too. I had some successes” I felt Molly nuzzle my side at this, “and some failures, but you know what, even if I couldn't save one person, even if it all failed again and again, even costing me everything, I would keep trying, because people are just that worth it.” I finished.

There was silence then softly at first, slowly getting louder, clapping and stern voices of, “Here here.”

“Now,” I began, and waited for them to quieten again, “if you don't mind, I will lay down here, with my mates and watch my kittens have a good time while I relax some.”

I watched as Jenny hooked up with a soldier, wandering off somewhere slightly inebriated, sure, but in charge of her faculties enough to turn to me and wink.

The night grew long, Sally and Molly ended up enjoying each other a little more, something that my heat's subsidence had driven far from my mind. With a sigh I padded back to the big hanger, and lay down with Rough and the kittens.

It was then I heard it, a soft moan here, a grunt and a giggle there. I narrowed my eyes and focused my hearing, turning my ears slightly I glanced down the far end of the huge shed and saw, to my satisfaction, Jake and Steve, her fur almost making her as invisible as his bare skin made him visible, locked together.

I began purring deeper, leaning back against my big mates chest.

Bringing the Future

Stretching I felt great. My kittens were happy, my mates were happy, my body was telling me it was very happy to be carrying kittens again and, above all, we were safe.

I sighed standing and pacing out the front of the hanger, stretching again when the sun hit my fur. Sitting down I began to clean my fur of the smells that had soaked it from the previous evening, I would have felt embarrassed at the celebration if the people didn't seem to appreciate it so much. Still today might be the day the Sergeant's boss told him what to do about all this.

My head was resting in my paws and a nice nap was almost upon me when I heard footsteps approaching.

Being downwind I said, without opening my eyes, “Morning Sergeant, what brings you here this fine morning?”

Hearing him sit down beside me and the clink of some glass I decided I should investigate.

He had a little bowl, a whiskey glass and a crystal decanter of very golden brown liquid. Without a word he poured a measure into the bowl and his glass, downing his measure quickly and re-pouring. Figuring there was a reason for all this I began to lap at the liquid, feeling it burn a path down my throat but at the same time warming me.

He threw down his second, then finally spoke, “Quarantine zone is all of Victoria, the whole state has been given up. Military has called in everyone they can and are trying to build a fence halfway up New South Wales and South Australia. The said they ain't sending no one down here, they count us as lost David.” he said, I could hear the crying of a man who has been told he has failed his duty. “FUCK!” he yelled, downing another glass of the fiery whiskey.

I drank that liquid flame down to the bottom of the bowl and looked up at him, he poured more for me.

Finally finishing that I continued looking into my bowl, thinking, “So we survive, surely there are people the cats missed, families living in basements, farms out in the middle of nowhere, those kinds of places.” I said, “They won't be able to hold out long, we have to look for them.”

He had already poured another for me but had stopped himself from another, “Your right, shit now I know why that Corporal followed your damn orders, you're a natural.” he said, “All right Queen, so what? I don't dare send out my boys, they will get swarmed by the cats and spend the rest of their days mindless.”

Finishing my third I said simply, “Then we pool resources. We have the bus, its a pretty solid vehicle and I assume you have plenty of diesel. Build a squad of your second best shooters, throw in someone who can work heavy weapons, do a bit of welding and we go out there and find people, part cat or human, and bring them back to safety.”

“Yeah...yeah that could work, with a few of you thrown in for close fighting, a small mobile squad has a good chance out there. Ok, I will pick a team, you pick yours. You go out and find me survivors and bring them back.” he told me.

I grinned at him, “The bus needs some work, do we-” I started.

“Don't worry about that ma'am, a few of us boys in the shop will be able to get that bus how you need it, just worry about your people. Leave the technicalities of the thing to me.” Steve said from behind me, at the open doorway, Jake just behind him.

The Sergeant looked down at me questioning, I winked back at him and nodded. The smart arse just smiled. “Settled then, why don't you plan to head out just past fourteen hundred?” the Sergeant said but clarified at my blank look, “That's two pm Queen.”

I would have gotten annoyed at the name but the way it was spoken made the cat within me purr deeply and feel pride. I sighed, something I was doing a lot lately, “Alright, that's in another four and a half hours, can you have my ride done by then?”

“Yes ma'am!” the private said. He was about to turn away when he stopped and asked, “I have to ask though ma'am, how did you know the exact time?”

Sparing a quick glance for the Sergeants watch that was in plain sight, I said, “Cats instinct, you get it after a while.” rose and walked back inside the building, leaving Jake laughing her arse off at her former commander and her recent lover.

My pride was all gathered around the door, they had been listening.

Scanning around I already had my mental list.

Sally and Jenny would remain with the little ones, Molly would be driving, Rough would be at my side for the 'close fighting', Jake would be our liaison with the soldiers and generally be the cat-on-the-spot.

I explained to each of them what I wanted, Molly was practically bouncing in place with excitement, even Sally was smiling and purring at the sight of her.

“Love, I -” I started explaining to her, my first and biggest love, but she cut me off with a chuckle.

“Go, save people, let me look after the little ones. I will ask one thing before you go though, one, little favour.” she said with clarity. I inclined my head, “Rough. I am ready again and I don't want to wait around here going mad with need in the meantime.”

I held her eyes, “What?” she asked, I maintained the eye contact, not letting her break away nor have a hint while the big cat, moving silently, worked up behind her.

As I watched he settled his weight on her hindquarters even as she squealed and, realising the intent, raised her haunches up.

Loath as I was to leave her, I knew she would be fine at Rough's mercy. “Mo, come with me we are getting some changes made to the bus and I want your input.” I told my younger mate.

She dropped to all fours, something she had started doing more of since we arrived, and padded along beside me.

Following the smells of burning metal we located the motor-pool and our bus, already being worked on.

“Cool.” was all Molly had to say when she saw the machine-gun mounts in the windows, themselves now modified to give less access but still allow vision and fire.

“Oi, Bastard!” I yelled loudly, almost in a roar.

One of the welding machines stopped fizzing and soon Steve lifted his mask and said, “Ma'am, your chariot is not quite done yet, you will have to wait a bit longer.”

“Not my chariot Steve, this ride belongs to this fine young cat. What we are here to do is request some changes be made to the drivers area.” I said.

He began walking back to the door of the bus, “Yeah we noticed that, I guess claws are more useful for holding on with than fingers but we were all wondering, why did you butcher the seat?” he asked, beckoning Molly up into the work-in-progress.

She smiled at him, showing the tips of her fangs and with much aplomb, alighted in the chair and put her tail down between the carved up seat cushions.

“Ok, yes I understand a bit better now, show me how you prefer to hold the wheel.” he asked and hummed and hared over her demonstration. “I think we can sort something, step out and over to the side, I will be right back!” he instructed.

He was gone for a very short amount of time but came back with a very odd looking chunk of black woven material, “How is this to hold miss.” he asked Molly.

I watched her dig in her claws, pull at it, push at it, working it around and generally trying to ruin the stuff. “Its pretty good, what is it?” she asked him.

“That is the spongy material we pack into truck tires to stop them from fully deflating even when they have no air in them.” he told her. “We can have that on the wheel, stick, pedals, heck any of the controls. As for the seat...”

“What about some hessian?” Molly asked, “You have any bags for sandbagging?”

The man laughed, “Of course, we can have that stitched and a fine car seat cover indeed for your enjoyment. Now we have added weapon lockers and such along the inside of the bus, it can still carry the soldiers plus a dozen more or so but it can also carry enough weapons and munitions so that you can stop nearly any swarm of those bastards.”

We left the engine heads to complete our little touring bus and made our way to the Sergeant's 'office'.

“... and furthermore I expect you all to respect David, and I would advise you to refer to her as Queen, their own word for 'Lieutenant with their head on straight', and do as she says if there is a shit fight. She knows the beasts a lot better than we do, learn from her and we will know them better too-” the Sergeant cut off when he saw Molly and me in the doorway. “I was just briefing the men on their expected roles on this mission Queen, would you mind adding anything you feel might be important?”

I smiled and paced up to the front, lifting myself up to plant my big paws on the table that the Sergeant had been behind. “First and foremost, I am not coming back without every one of you, there is no 'sacrificing yourself for the team' bullshit, I don't care what the Sergeant has told you I

will not lose anyone.” I drew another deep breath, it seems cat lungs are well suited to this work, “First rule is if any of my team calls for a kill on a target, you shoot it and shoot it till it stops moving, no exceptions. We take no prisoners. If you can't abide by that, please leave now.” I said, none left, of course.

“People can survive this and return to normal right up till the last change, that is, looking like me. If they resemble anything like Molly here” I had her stand up and turn around, then I had her turn while on all fours, “I expect to be able to bring them home. Protecting children is always a number one priority, baring your own lives, if the child is near a male cat, they are gone and will change in moments, just having them on the bus with Rough's smell may even trigger a change in them.” I thought quickly and moved on, “Speaking of which, even if he looks to be doing something wrong, you are not to shoot the big prick, both Molly and myself are quite fond of him and you don't want to see us pissed off at you. Also, avoid contact with him unless you want to be speaking with a squeaky voice for a week. Getting some of his musk on you will turn you female and make you a little horny, avoid it, but if it can't be helped, its not permanent.” I turned to Molly, “Anything to add Mo?”

She stood up straight, “The bus is my baby, I drive it, that said though, if we need to move in a hurry I will not be upset if a big strong soldier saves the day, but I warn you, the seat will likely be pretty heavy with my scent, it may have untoward... complications, possibly similar to the musk Queen mentioned.” she finished with a toothy smile.

“Well that about wraps it up then gentlemen, get your gear prepped and be ready to move out at thirteen fifty hours, dismissed!” the Sergeant said and the soldiers followed his command and left. Once they were all out of the room he laughed, “'don't care what the Sergeant has told you', fuck Queen you just took the hearts of those men right then and if you hold that ideal, which I think you will, you will have earned it. Don't come back without my boys. If some of them need to be changed, well, I briefed them on that, they have all agreed that if needs be, they would rather fight and survive and have a chance to become human than sit huddled up in here and wonder if there was someone just down the road, just like your Jenny, who they could have saved. Go out there damn you and bring me back some souls.”

It was as good as a dismissal as we would get, and we both left the room with grins, “Not such a hard arse is he?” Molly said to me.

Purring, I didn't need to respond.

Asking around the soldiers we eventually found Jake, at the firing range.

The loud staccato firing of a steyr was clearly heard as she took stock of her changed skills. We padded behind her, quiet as mice, and just watched.

After several clips of ammunition were fired she said, “Molly, why don't you get down here and I will teach you how to shoot this thing too?”

Letting out a little squeal of delight she dove down beside Jake and the more human cat girl leaned over her, putting the gun against her shoulder.

Padding away to give the two pride-mates some time I thought about what it would mean to save and protect the humans we would find, and I found within myself that little bit of pride that all humans have when they see how amazing we can be as a race. It was something I thought was lost.

Passing time relaxing I heard Molly call out, “Come on Queen, we got work to do!”

Lifting my head I looked around, seeing the bus, looking very business like, troops marching onto it, Jake and Rough standing there, pressed close just near the door, giving the soldiers some room.

I got up, “Yeah yeah, time to earn my pay check I guess.” Molly laughed a bit and scritched my ears as we walked.

Inevitability

Our foray was successful, we came back the next day with half a dozen people, most still human. Of the soldiers only two came back with fur on, a result of them trying to help someone before ensuring all the male cats nearby were dead, thankfully we heard their cries and brought a stop to the mating before they had their bellies stuffed with kittens. A few of the others ended up female when a big sprayed the side of the bus they were on, but on the whole, the mission was considered a success.

For my own part, I couldn't help but count them as my kittens now, they had fought beside me and stood their ground. When we got back to the base we were all in high spirits.

Dismounting I met the Sergeant, “Sergeant, I would be happy to report we have liberated six people and returned with them. We had some minor... situations, but all involved are dealing with it and we are ready to go bac-” his face showed pride but there was something else, it brought me up short. “Blake, what’s wrong?” I asked.

“The fence didn't stop them, fully half the countries population is now at risk with most of eastern and southern Australia being lost by the end of tomorrow.” he replied, the soldiers behind me heard and went dead quiet.

“But, this is contained to Australia right?” I asked, “At least it won't spread further.”

“The cats have made it across Bass Straight to Tasmania and there is talk of some sightings in New Zealand.” he said, “Why the fuck did they have to keep that thing alive?” he shouted.

I was silent a moment, to let people deal with this. At last though, I said, “We can't give up, contact the other military bases, get them to do what we are, give them all the information, we can't as a species just lay down and die!”

He looked down on me then, eyes wide, realising that I would not give up, “Yes Queen, I will get on it, who do we contact first?” he said.

“Start off with those where we think the 'front' is, priority to any asking for help.” I turned to the soldiers and the new civilians gathered around, “Does anyone know where we might find more buses? If there was half a dozen people within a days drive there are bound to be more!”

--

“What's the status of this next planet brother?” I asked, addressing my companion.

“Developing, its on the 'no-touch' list, they haven't obtained real space flight yet, we... shit I have his beacon down there!” my brother replied.

“The fugitive? How have the locals dealt with him?” I exclaimed, brining up the details on my own monitor, “Oh, I see, not well. Looks like his progeny are slowly destroying them a... wait, is that a Prime one class mind I am reading? How could his genes have spawned anything of that magnitude?”

“Looks better, small clumps of population are resisting his damned progeny. You're not going to believe this, the group organising them are at the same location of that Prime one mind.” my brother

put in.

Turning our ship around, safe in the knowledge that the threat of the fugitive male being contained on a planet with no long range space capability. None the less we flagged the planet for later monitoring.

--

It had been hard work, our little camp grew to almost two thousand people. We built fences and pits and when those failed we made more, taller, deeper, wider.

Some of the army bases we contacted went quiet suddenly, it was not a good feeling to know that the people you had talked to were lost forever, but we had to live on.

For his part, Rough was the most amazing of partners, fighting beside myself and the soldiers, saving as many lives as he could.

Jake relaxed into her life, visiting Rough once a week for her 'check-up', she even was the role model several other soldiers followed, finding the feline reflexes were often the edge they needed to make themselves more effective at protecting people.

One thing became standard procedure, breeding.

We found Rough to be the biggest advantage here, it didn't matter how large our male population was, a simple pet of his coat, a rub of his chin and anyone was ready to bear a human child.

In time our population grew back, the cats were still around of course, Rough himself had passed on, but his children, all smarter and more gentle than their wild kin were not just tolerated to share a place beside this new turn of humanity, but were welcomed into it.

Epilogue - pt1

"Paul, come on or you will be late!" Jenny, my best friend urged me as I finished my breakfast.

Eating as fast as I could I managed to finish quickly and ran back to my room to finish getting dressed. Coming back out to the main room, admiring the my partially feline friends curves I said, "Lets go!"

Wrapping an arm around my shoulders she kissed me on the cheek, "Come on smooth-skin, its time you met a real male." she said, making me blush.

It was my twentieth birthday. I had spent the last four years of my life, like any other male growing up, learning in school and fucking. For most of my life I had been learning to be an engineer, a well sought after occupation, but the last twelve months had seen me learning the art of soldiering, as was every adults duty.

Being male, it had been my fate, since my body became fertile, to pass on my genes to as many children as I was able to and with luck willing, when my soldier duties were done, I would bear some children myself.

"What are you looking so serious about? Today you finally lose that cherry of yours!" Jen told me, half joking. It was true, today I would give myself, willingly, to one of the big felines, and continue to have do that weekly for the next five years, as was my duty. It was one thing to produce a population that was steadily growing and quite another to keep them safe and fed.

Jenny was special, from the moment it was considered safe, she had been made feline. She had been found to have an incurable disease at age ten she struggled and fought for her life until her sixteenth birthday, when she was given over, for good or for ill, to a feline to change her. Since that day, since her body had taken on the very potent feline DNA, she had been a healthy, if not very frisky, cat-girl.

As she would for the rest of her life.

We reached the military section of town and made our way to the initiation area, Jenn wandered off to the side while I took my place in the rank of human recruits.

"Now that we are all here, it is time for your first change." the Sergeant at the front informed us, "I would recommend you each strip off now to save your clothing, and find somewhere comfortable. The guys will be here shortly." she continued, ending with a slight purr.

Those who made a career of the military, every single one, continued the policy of remaining feline.

Undressing, I stripped off my shoes, shirt and pants first, I was just bending forward to remove a sock when I felt something touch my rear, something furry.

Standing frozen, I none the less felt his attention continue, inhaling and eventually rubbing his muzzle along my flank.

My mind registered the change, the gender shift, only peripherally, a sudden aching need building within my new sex.

Forgetting the second sock and only barely getting the opportunity to remove my underwear before my mind fogged completely I found myself cuddling and petting at the big cat, body revelling in the contact and its affects on me.

Sure of his task, he pushed me forward, to my hands and knees, a position I was suddenly not averse to.

I would have asked for him to go gentle, to be kind, but at that moment, as his chest fur brushed over my rear, I didn't want either of those things. I wanted to be fucked.

Whimpering in need I pushed back into his attentions, feeling his member press against my thigh. Wanting it within me I tried to help him, tried to line myself up, as a male I was experienced in the matters of mateship, but as a feline, I was a novice.

Obviously tiring of my games and wanting this himself, the big cat leaned forward, gripping at my neck, issuing a small growl to get my attention. Instinctively I arched my back for him, holding very still, his next thrust found his shaft just within my entrance and I was mewling like a kitten, wanting his next thrust more than I wanted my next breath.

Pain and pleasure poured into me in equal measure as he took my virginity from me with one thrust and held very still. I felt soft tears in my eyes and welcomed his gentle respite. Slowly getting used to his size, and the feelings, I urged him on with a needy little whine. From then onward he needed no encouragement.

Hips pistoning, I felt him drive into me again and again, lighting an inferno within me along every part that his shaft touched, his withdraws causing his spines to drag along my tunnel, causing me to gasp, and his thrusts back into me causing little grunts of delight.

My first female orgasm tore through me suddenly, with no warning or mounting pleasure, one moment I was enjoying his attention, the next my mind turned to cotton wool as I simpered in absolute, agonising pleasure. Slowly, feeling his thrusts not falter for a moment, the world returned and I was filled with a wonderful understanding, what just happened would likely happen again before this was over.

Growing larger and larger within my folds, I wanted more and more of him, and I was not disappointed. He let go of my neck to lap at my shoulders, giving me the freedom to start rocking into his thrusts, causing our hips to crash soundly together with each delight inducing thrust.

I felt him nearing the end of his stamina, his rod swollen nearly to its limit and I ached to have him fill me, to impregnate me. His thrusts grew erratic but no less powerful as he reached his limit and I cried out loudly as he began to paint my insides, even causing my belly to swell slightly with the volume of his potent seed.

Not pulling from me, he lay down upon my back, bringing me down to the padded ground, purring softly.

I froze for a moment, my breath stopping as I realised what I was doing, then, with one wiggle of his hips, I began again, just happy to be in that predicament.

~"You are my first too."~ I felt suddenly, alien thoughts within my mind. ~"Yes little one, it seems you have a gift, the ability to hear us."~

His purring grew further, and I could understand why. Very few half-humans could hear the thoughts of the felines, it was a rare and valuable talent.

"Wait, I was your first?" I asked softly, my purrs not missing a beat.

~"Yes, you are my first, as I am yours. It is a most agreeable condition is it not?"~ he asked me, the thoughts carrying a smile, both satisfied and full of mischief.

We lay there, talking softly to each other, for maybe half an hour before the Sergeant's voice called, "Ok ladies and lions, play time is over."

~"Until next week."~ his mind-voice was low, full of the promise of what he would do to me next week. I felt warm shivers travel up and down my spine.

"Until then." I replied, running one paw over his back as he padded off, leaving me to my training.

It took all of about three minutes for the need to begin, by then we were in the cages with a large rubber dildo each and a whole lot of need our sole companion.

My mind drifted out of its heat-crazed state two days later and I found myself among the first to be released.

"You did well soldier." the Sergeant said as she unlocked the cage, letting me leave behind the smell of raw sex that was in the cage, "I understand you could hear him?"

Her question drew a, "Sir, yes Sir." from me, despite my depleted state.

"Good, good. Could use another with the talent around, and I understand your breeding years were quite successful?" now that question was one that had, when I first began my duties, made me blush, but later made me swell with pride.

"Sir, I have fathered over thirty children. I was good at that task, Sir." I said then, feeling that pride still.

"Good to hear... Jakeson? THE Jakesons?" she asked surprised.

I grinned, "Yes sir, He was my great grandmother, Sir." I said, feeling more pride, although of a different sort now.

"Shit girl, you can hear the big bastards and your the descendant of the first Feline Soldier?" she paused a moment, the rhetorical question still falling into place in his mind. A hardness came back to her then, "You know we will not show any leniency to you because of your heritage."

Nodding I said, "I don't expect any Sir."

"Good to hear soldier, good to hear. Any plans for after your five years? Thought about following your grandmothers profession?" she asked me, putting me a little off my train of thought.

"I have been trained as an engineer Sir, but I have thought about it. I think I will see at the end of my duty." I said and she nodded, seemingly content.

All of a sudden all the wind was knocked out of me and I had a furry fist being withdrawn from my

stomach even as I was doubled over, "Remember this, the last word from your mouth, will always be Sir. Do you understand me?" she said in a growl.

"Sir... yes Sir!" I managed, despite barely having the air to breath.

-

Two years to go, just two more years of being a grunt. I sighed.

He had been my mate for the first year and a half, my first male. Then one day, while out with a unit on wide sweep he had been brought down and killed by a pride of rogue males. I cried for a full day, our Sergeant had not blinked at this, allowing me to mourn for the male I had known for so long.

Not that the others males who had tended to me had been any less affectionate or loving, but he had been my first.

Six months ago I had received a promotion to Lance Corporal, it had brought with it much in the way of new duties but little respect, merely being a step up from the normal soldier, the Sergeant's 'go to girl' if she ever needed some dirty job done, but done right.

We were out on a long range run, we were to meet up with a patrol from Sydney and then work our way back through some hot-spots, clearing out any felines we found. We had not brought any males with us on this trip, preferring the speed of our truck to the slower vehicles that were built to move four legged soldiers as well as two.

We were two days out from the rendezvous when we were ambushed, nearly two dozen of the cats came on us from our flanks while we were stopped to update our position with HQ and while we scored a few quick kills with our rifles, it quickly fell to close quarters fighting.

My paws dripping red from the blood I had managed to draw from a few of the males, I turned to face a new threat, my mind detecting further assault.

Another forty or so of the big cats were racing to us, even as we were just finishing their brothers off.

"Incoming from the west, forty plus targets, on your rifles!" I yelled, the old adage of 'a non-com in motion outranking everyone' proving true as every soldier not giving a death blow to a cat lifted their guns, including the officers, and opened fire.

I realised then, we would not get them, the others however were close enough to the truck to get away.

My experience told me I was not and I gritted my teeth, pulling the near empty clip from my steyr and slamming home a new one.

"Jakeson! Get your arse over here!" the Sergeant's call rang out.

Making sure my rifle was cocked, even as the cats were drawing up to me, I flicked it to full auto. "Sir, get your arse gone! SIR!" I yelled and began to spray around me, tearing the attention away from the cats that had diverted to the truck.

I knew they would have been able to use the big gun on the truck, or even a squad machine gun to clear them, had I not been there.

Sometimes life just sucks.

I heard the roar of the diesel engine as the vehicle sped off, I also heard with a sinking feeling the click as my rifle reached the bottom of the clip. I began to replace it when the first cat leapt at me.

Dropping the clip I brought my bayonet fitted gun to bear on it, bracing the butt of the rifle, digging the improvised spear into the beasts chest and hoisting the cat through the air to collide, dead, with its brothers behind me.

Waiting for the next charge, my reflexes honed to precision by years of such fighting, I none the less got hit by three streams of musk laden cats piss at the same time.

Growling I charged, knowing I had just moments left in which I would be able to function. Cutting down three of the things I felt my body shudder, the smell of the males, the scent of the musk, driving my body to betray my intentions as my rifle fell to the ground.

I lay there, whimpering softly as the big cats now fought above me. Watching them, aching for the release my body now craved, I found myself urging them on, wanting nothing but the strongest mate to sire my kittens.

One cat stood after the brawling melee of bodies subsided, he was huge and he began to pad my way.

Crying in relief I tore at my own clothing, ripping loose my fatigues, offering the big male my body as he would want it.

He reached me and I thought I felt something inside me give way, but in my state there was only one thing I wanted inside me, and that was his shaft.

Whimpering I turned, digging my muzzle and chest into the soft earth, offering him my rear, tail flagging to the side.

He wasted little effort on foreplay, mounting me and ramming home in seconds, my whine turned to a yowl as he started to pump into me, giving my body the release it needed, again and again.

As the first orgasm tore into me, I felt my rational, thinking mind finally retreat behind the bestial one, wanting nothing more than to be the target of this big males attentions.

Waking slowly, my mind alerted me to a few things all at once.

The first was that I was very feline, but not completely so.

The second was that my belly, full of the males seed, had proven the fertile bed it had needed to grow.

The third was his voice, inside me, urging me to wake and be still.

~"Do not move too much, or my brothers will see that you are not complete. And I don't think either of us want them to know that, or else I would be forced to finish what they made me start."~ he

said, his voice clear and full of reason.

Purring slightly at still being embraced by him, I acknowledged his words with a slight tip of my head, ~"Good, we do this right and we will both get out of this with our hides intact."~

I realised all at once that his talking to me meant something. The years I had spent as a soldier I had never heard a feral cat talk to me, thinking softly, willing the thought outwards, as I knew the cats could hear, I said, ~"What's your angle on this? Why not just claim me and be done with it?"~

~"I don't want to be in this place, always fighting with my brothers, always being hunted by your kind. I want sanctuary, I don't care if I get another female for the rest of my life, I just don't want to live like this any more."~ he said, and I realised it was the most I had ever heard one of the cats say. He felt my mind express that surprise, ~"I would like to think I am at least intelligent enough to hold a conversation, but enough of that, I need to get you back to your people unharmed, well, at least with no permanent damage."~

~"You get me back there and you can have my arse every week for the rest of my feline days."~ I told him then, meaning the words, knowing that he could likely feel a lie if I had tried to tell one.

He began to purr then, for the first time since I had woken, and it felt nice against my back, ~"Ok then, I will not hold you to that though my mate. Follow my lead, on my right flank."~

He rose then, slowly, giving me time to slip out from under him and to one side, hiding the incomplete nature of my transformation.

We padded to the edge of their pride, and kept going, slowly, softly, 'making a run for it' at a walking pace.

~"We are out of ear-shot, lets run."~ he said then and broke into a lope.

It took a week of running to get back to our base, but we made it. My body was no less feline for the week, due to the litter of kittens I carried. We both stopped at the outer checkpoint, I was a little worried on how this would go, MIA soldiers returning was one thing, but in our history, no male felines had ever begged asylum before.

~"Why do we not go on?"~ he asked me.

Sitting there, I replied, ~"If we approach closer, without being cleared first, we will both be killed, no questions asked. If we wait here, there is a chance of becoming safe."~

~"Do not fear my love, I will be on my best behaviour."~ he told me warmly. I am not sure when our relationship had changed from tolerance, to acceptance, to love, but I felt the same way. He had rescued me from a fate I would not have welcomed, and for that alone I was in his debt, but he had shown enough restraint to let me have a chance at being human again, and for that, and his care and gentleness over the last week, he had a claim on my heart.

"IDENTIFY YOURSELVES!" the call over the loud speakers came.

I had been practising using my feline muzzle for words, and now was the big test. "Paul Jakeson, MIA returning with the help of intelligent male, be advised he is not hostile." I replied, knowing the directional mic they had aimed at this spot would pick up my voice perfectly well.

Soldiers came out then, armed and ready to put us down if we made any incorrect move.

My Sergeant was among them, "That you Jakeson?" she called, once close enough.

I purred a little, "Sir, yes... Sir." I paused before the last word, knowing she would recognise me from my first slip, all those years ago.

"Shit soldier, you find yourself a guy and bring him home?" she asked.

"Sir, he protected me from his pride, he smuggled me away from them. Yeah I am changed near to the limit, but he kept himself back from the final blow. Sir, I am proud to bear his kittens if nothing else. Sir!" I replied, my muzzle managing not to maul the words too badly.

~"This is going well?"~ the feline in question asked.

"On your word soldier, but know that he will be watched closely. If he puts a paw wrong he will be put down." she told me.

"Sir, yes Sir!" I said aloud, but to my love I said, ~"If you are a good boy they said its ok to stay here."~

I was suddenly on my back, a huge feline atop me, lapping at my face. I could hear the solders laughing at his antics, ~"My wonderful mate, know that I will be yours and yours alone till the end of my days."~

He paused from his lapping a moment, and I looked up into his eyes, and believed every word of it.

Epilogue - pt2

I growled, "No, I am not going back out there without him, that's all there is to it, find me a way to be with him and I will do my duty, otherwise I will keep shuffling papers." I told the Senior Sergeant.

"We simply will not let you go out with him in the same squad, its been a rule since your ancestor set up this military and it will continue to be a rule. Unless you plan to go out there as a pair and scout for us then you will be required to serve within a squad." the feline all but snarled at me.

I was surprised for a moment, "Just the two of us?" I asked and received a shocked look back as she read my intention, "Fine, that will do, I won't go out there without him at my side, and if that is what it takes, I will do it." I said, feeling suddenly the fear ebb from me.

We had done fine together, just the two of us, I had since raised his kittens and slowly let myself fall back closer to human, but we were a pair, and no one would split us apart now.

"Very well, we need a sweep done of this area, get your gear together by oh six hundred tomorrow and head out there with him." I could see the look in her eyes, she almost hoped we would run into something and have our little problem removed from her paws.

I saluted and left, feeling a lightness inside me that I really shouldn't have to feel given it would be just the two of us out there.

Reporting into supplies I arranged for ammunition for the trip and a pack, my rifle as always was in my locker, in pieces and ready to be assembled.

~"You have gotten permission then?"~ the thought came to me then, like a warm purr.

Laughing I thought back to him, ~"Yes love, we can go together, but it will only be us, I don't think they want to risk anyone else around me."~

~"Then we will be safer."~ he stated rather smugly, ~"You are twice the warrior of any of the others, we will be fine."~

I purred softly, his thoughts warming me.

-

And we were safer, we found isolated groups of both felines and stores called in the larger groups to deal with them, and in one case found a small town of people who had defended themselves somehow against the big cats, they were so thankful to be rescued, in another generation they would have gotten to inbreeding to survive.

Then, a month before my duty would be done and I could begin my real career and settle down, we were asked to do one last patrol, it was a close in run, but would take some time due to the area covered, seemed like a milk run.

Three days out we found ourselves being chased by a small pride of males, out pacing them easily, our bodies honed to speed and stamina by over a year of such activities, suddenly a blur came out of no where and thumped into me, knocking my gun away.

I turned to yell at my mate only to scream in horror, the new feline had landed heavily on him even as our pursuers caught up.

Reaching for my bayonet I was about to charge in when I heard a telling sound, I had heard it quite a few times before when my love had protected me.

It was the sound of a spine being cut by cat jaws.

Going into a fury I threw myself at the cats, cutting out indescribably in my blind rage.

Something cut through the haze of vengeance, and that was a pair of teeth clamping down on my own neck, not just gripping but almost testing to see just how much it would take to separate my vertebrae.

The fight left me as I started to hyperventilate all my rage stolen at the fear for my own life, I think I managed two breaths before darkness wrapped around me, stealing me to a dream world.

-

They were both there, both my loves, and we were almost together again, but no matter how close I got to them I could never reach them, but still I ran on.

With a start I jerked awake and realised I was in an old church, patterned glass windows letting in a kaleidoscope of colour that painted the world around me a multitude of shades of blue, red and green.

~"My new kitten is awake, good."~ I felt, reverberate in my head.

Shaking myself I looked straight to the 'speaker', a big, dark feline, scars patterned in his fur who seemed to be watching me with an almost paternal look, ~"Who... who are you?"~ I managed to reply.

His movement was as sudden as it was violent. Leaping to me and grabbing me by the neck he threw me to the side, sliding across the ground to thump into the wall, ~"I am the leader here, you dared come into my domain, with a male!"~ he roared loudly into my mind, even as he was dead silent, standing above me again.

It was then, I tried to fight, I got slowly to my paws, unsheathed my claws and stood loose in a fighting stance, growling softly.

~"That’s something I have not seen before, very well little queen, fight me, but know this, your loss will mean I own you."~ he purred softly, the thought slipping into my mind like poisoned honey.

Lashing out with a paw I tried to catch him over the face only to have him not there. His huge paw darted out, faster than I could follow to clash with my shoulder, claws partly out. I let out a screaming growl.

~"Stay down!"~ he yelled into my mind and I felt something new, a force, an order, demanding that I do exactly that.

Snarling and screaming I fought it, rising to my knees to swing at him again, my paw, claws fully

out connecting with his neck.

He didn't even flinch.

One big paw lanced out to knock me down, ~"Go down and stay down!"~ his mind growled at me, the anger and violence gone from his thoughts now, all that was left was a calm purpose.

And that force, stronger, more insistent, ripping into my mind and its defences much like he had done physically to my mate, seeking my mental backbone, my core.

I whimpered, fighting the mental attack, any ability to physically fight him lost as I felt more and more disconnected with myself.

All of a sudden it found 'me', and the grip it took on my being had me yowling out, but laying still and low, my head to the side, offering the big male my neck.

Unable to fight any more, I waited to know what he would do with me.

~"More fight than any queen I have tamed so far, more fight even than my own sons."~ he said, suddenly leaning down, muzzle close to my ear, ~"Maybe enough fight to bear me a true son."~

His mind had sounded of contempt, and I got a feeling he was neither pleased by his current mates or their kittens. Something inside me, something very feline, roared at the challenge, railed and pushed at the vice like grip he held on my mind. But that queen inside me, strong as she was, could not break my will free.

Instead she embraced the idea of a potential mate, stronger than herself, and I felt a shiver pass over me as that instinct flowed into me. And while he had a tight grip on my concious mind and will, that instinct was free to roam.

Feeling a snarl I railed back at him, ~"Then they were not good enough!"~ with a snarl.

The grip on me lifted slightly, ~"Oh, the kitten has pride? Do you think YOU are good enough?"~ he said condescendingly.

Though my mind was a little freer, I could do nothing to stop that part of me that was now in control, ~"I don't think, I am. Prove to me you are good enough."~ I threw back at him, and I felt him rise mentally as well as physically.

~"More cat than you think, come then, I will show you why you are not worth my time."~ he said, disdainfully and to my surprise I felt the grip within me release.

I stood, snarling and growling, but I had already surrendered, I had given in, and before I knew what I was doing I had offered my rear to him, tail pulled to the side, ~"Prove yourself then."~ I practically purred and at that moment I realised some part of me, something deep inside had embraced his power.

He didn't reply either verbally or mentally, the first I knew of his plans was his chest fur on my back, sliding up to my shoulders.

All at once it came to me and I was about to try and run when his mind clamped down on me again, seemingly freezing me in place.

His mind came now, almost like a whisper, ~"No queen, give in to it, don't fight it."~ even as I felt his breath at my ears.

I wouldn't, I threw my thoughts at him, the hate, the loss, the agony of losing my mates and he let it all hit him.

~"But I am stronger, I won't die so easily."~ he said, still making no move to take me, ~"Give in, accept me as your master, and I will be there, always."~ purring now, and some part of me, a part that was the source of all those fears and agony, accepted his promise.

Accepted him.

Giving in to him was the hardest thing I had ever done in my life, I had lost so much, and yet here I was, setting myself up to lose again.

~"Lose me? Just try and find something that can kill me."~ he murmured back to me, feeding that part that had given in, and it grew larger, spreading its subservience to the rest of me until I was once again, still and ready for him.

~"Please, never leave me."~ I said, begging it of him, of the universe.

~"My queen, it would take a great force indeed to separate you from me now."~ he said, punctuating the phrase by pressing into me.

I yowled out, my body was barely ready for this, I was not in heat, he had not given me any pheromones, but I wanted every second of it.

Pumping himself, making my body react with its lubrication even as his own supplied his pre-seed for the same task, I felt him build the fire within me.

Beginning my own motions, rocking back into his thrusts, my cries became more and more insistent as I felt my pleasure rise, even as I felt his spines start to grip and itch my insides, causing the hair raising pain and heat combination that always made a feline lover so very amazing.

His teeth gripped at my neck, holding me firm but not with the same ferocity as he had when capturing me, I felt a phantom of that pressure within my mind, gripping, showing his dominance, but not restricting me too much.

A particularly rough thrust threw my body into a release, unannounced, and I was growling, purring and whimpering all at once as the pleasure within me bound the pain of his spines up and presented it to my nerves as the most wonderful thing ever.

While my world was revolving around that moment, his pace began to increase into a pistoning that I felt sure was shaking the very ground, I pushed back, despite the sudden pain in my neck, the price for doing so, and yowled at the increase in both pleasure and the ever stimulating pain, exquisite in their dual dance over my body.

Suddenly I felt his member flare within me and I cried out loudly as he took one last withdraw, drawing lines of flame along my tunnel, making me respond by pressing up into his weight, into his jaws and into the embrace of his mind.

As the hot seed began to flood my insides I whined, feeling my body being hurled again and I welcomed any and all feeling, pleasure, pain, the press of him on my back, the heat of the sun through the coloured glass on my fur, even just the feel of the wood under my paws, it all combined to draw out my orgasm as I felt him pump more and more into me.

My body reacted, slipping further toward feline, paws becoming less hand like, my body would now have more problems just standing upright, and I would be more susceptible to the feline urges.

Another thing, something different from every other time I had felt this, I felt his particular genes slide my fur, my body and my very mind, more like his. My colour darkened, my body mass grew a little and I felt a blossoming of that same power he had used on me, and I instinctively knew just how to use it.

~"That was just the beginning my queen."~ he said, and the 'my' was a very possessive one, but one I found myself purring to hear.

His hips began again and I squealed out, the sensitive path within me stimulated again so soon. But he remained above me, holding me down, keeping me his. ~"This is only the beginning."~ he purred, hips cycling against me, and I found myself revelling in the thought.

Epilogue - ch3

I am not sure when I blacked out, or for that matter when I actually came to. But when I felt him shift above me I gave a soft purr, feeling his movement deep within me where his tool was still buried.

He had well seeded me, my body happy and content with the beginnings of his kittens taking root in my womb. ~"Are you ready for the last step?"~ he asked, but to my mind, subservient to him now, I took it more as a statement, a confirmation.

Still, he waited until I whined with need and said, out loud, "Finish me." breathlessly, unable to voice anything further, I just needed him.

Not waiting a moment longer I felt him slowly start to move within and above me. It was nearly torture, my body so sensitive after the thorough mating he had already given me, was less than ready for this slow, almost gentle love making.

With a start I realised that was exactly what it was, ~"Am I now your mate? Your only?"~ I asked, dreading any answer he might give.

Two slow, seemingly hour long strokes later he replied, ~"You are the strongest female I have ever found, if you are not my mate then I would despair at ever finding a queen to suit."~ he purred back to me, delivering his body again to my depths.

Laying there, content to let him administer himself to me at his own pace, I waited several strokes myself before confirming, ~"I would kill any who even tried to claim you."~ feeling the anger suddenly at a nameless phantom female that would even dare try and seize his interest from me.

He exploded into movement then, thrusting hard and fast, his barbs catching within my already well reamed tunnel only causing pleasure, with a roar he rose up, his hips cycling impossibly fast, ~"Show me that fire again, let me feel your strength!"~ he demand suddenly, and I felt myself respond, raking out at him with my mind, even as he fought back.

Feeling the pleasure explode this time, even as I felt his seed start to pump into me, I roared to match his voice, not just hearing but feeling our pleasured exclamations reverberate back to us even as his seed finished the changes, removing the last shred of humanity from me.

Panting, I could do nothing but merely feel, and what a feeling it was. His DNA now pulsed in me, it was mine now, and I felt that same force he had exerted on me within now, aching, needing to be used. His mind was twined with mine though, wrapped both physically and mentally, I flexed my new physical muscles while also testing out the new parts of my mind, liking the feel of both.

~"My Queen."~ he said, ~"I feel you now, you are so much more than the others..."~ he stopped, unable to express his thoughts further, falling to base emotion, and that emotion was, ironically enough, the same word humans used for a social grouping of cats, I felt his pride in me, in what he had wrought.

Stopping a moment in my thoughts I realised something, ~"What? What is it you would want? What can I gift you in return for this?"~ I asked him, needing to pay him back for all that he had done to me.

He purred, instilling his calm into me, ~"Build my Pride up, make us more."~

Giving into that need, letting it pour into me, I felt my muzzle curl into a grin, ~"I think I can manage that."~

-

We waited, I watched as the patrol pulled up at the way-station, making its radio call, all the troops scattered around.

~"You are sure then?"~ his voice said for, hopefully, the last time.

I purred, beginning to pad forward, out into the open, ~"Of course my mate."~ I thought back to him even as, with my physical voice I called out, "Don't shoot! Don't shoot damnit, I am non hostile!" just as the alarm was called and a dozen rifles raised to point at me.

I knew the policy on full female felines, unless the individual was in control, and unless they were a part of the outpost already, they were turned away or shot at the Sergeant's discretion. "Name?" a soldier demanded.

Sitting down I purred softly, "Paul Jakeson, infantry." I replied, trying to sound as nervous as I should, by rights, feel.

"Shit Paul, every time I see you drag your sorry arse back you are more cat. You gone completely now?" one of the soldiers, I recognised with a start as Jenny exclaimed.

'Strong, yes strong females he needs.' my mind thought and my purring built a little more, "Yeah, all the way this time. They killed him..." I trailed off and urged tears to my eyes.

The feline solder and former friend sprinted over to me to wrap her amrs around me, "Damn you Paul, why do you let them get this close to you?" she sat there, holding me.

~"Listen close kitten, when the time comes, stop the truck from driving off."~ I said then, and leaned into her mind, pushing on her. Her eyes widened and I realised I had gone a little harder than needed, a little whimper came from her, I relaxed out of her thoughts. "Got that?" I asked.

She nodded mutely and I could do nothing but grin as I rose to my feet and padded back toward the soldiers beside her.

We reached the squad, who were, as their training taught them, looking for other threats, "Its safe." I said then, "Been in this area for a few days, waiting for a patrol. Nothing nearby." I assured them, ever aware of my mates kittens, dozens of them, all down wind of us, ready to move.

The soldiers relaxed a little and made a few jokes, taking my word for it. I padded over to the Sergeant, "Can I have a word Sir?" I asked at once. She responded by nodding and leading me to the far side of the truck. ~"You will have them all stow their weapons in the truck, you will do it casually, assuring them that I would have seen anything nearby. Jenny will drive the truck."~ I said into the felines mind, forcing the command to her. She tried to fight, her eyes went wide and I knew something more was needed.

Leaping to her back, I pulled her with my weight, down to the ground and sank my teeth into the

neck of her unresisting body, ~"You will do as told, you are mine."~ I pushed, crushing that force into her mind, ~"You are mine!"~ I continued until I heard a whimper.

Purring I rose from her and saw her lift herself slowly, her eyes showed me at once I had broken her mind. "You understand 'Sir'" I said, "You will act normally to them, and tell them exactly what I want of them."

"Y... Yes. I ww... will." she stammered, trying to keep hold of her world.

I purred and padded back out.

"All right you maggots, get your guns secured, we are taking a break here, the corporal has already scouted and given me a sitrep, nothing around." she told them and to my delight I saw all the soldiers obeying, putting their rifles in the back of the truck.

Moving slowly I padded so I was between the soldiers and their rifles and reached out to my mate, ~"They only have their claws and knives, they are yours."~ I told him with a purr.

A mental laugh was my only reply as felines darted in from seemingly every direction. There was panic as the soldiers realised their predicament and made for the guns or at least the safety of the truck, only to find myself and the Sergeant waiting and ready to dissuade them of the thought.

"Just relax, give in, it will not hurt, he will not be cruel, just give in to him." I said softly, not even bothering to coax them with my mind, there was no need.

As I watched, his sons pinned and mated all the females, nothing would stop them until their bellies were swollen with seed and they themselves fully feline.

While the chaos was going on, he roamed among them, leaning down at each pairing, one at a time imposing himself on them.

"Does it, will he..." the Sergeant beside me stammered.

I purred, leaning into her mind easily, ~"He will not hurt you, you are already mine."~ I told her, and indeed when he paced over at last to the truck he looked up at her and purred.

~"You claimed one yourself?"~ he asked redundantly, ~"And well claimed she is, good work my mate, good work indeed. Oh but you missed one..."~

It was Jenny, the small implanted command I had given her had worn free and she was off, running as fast as she could. My mate was faster of course.

~"Come, watch this."~ I told the soldier beside me, purring as I padded off after the hunting male.

By the time we caught up he had her on the ground, she was snarling and spitting at him, trying to fight him off with bravado alone, "Give up Jenn, he is too fast, too strong, too good." I said out loud, not wanting to interrupt my mate in his game.

He just paced around her, throwing his mind at her again and again, driving her down into herself. For a moment I remembered her as my friend, as the girl who first showed me just what it was to be a male, but then I remembered her disease, he weakness. "Don't fight it Jenn, he will make it so you will never have to worry about your health again. His DNA is stronger than even the felines back at

the camp, he is so much better for you." I told her and saw the moment she broke and gave in.

So did my mate. Purring, he nuzzled her around to the position he wanted and mounted her, grinding himself into her, fast, hard, just like the animal he resembled.

My breathing had sped up and I felt a paw touch me, the soldiers. Sliding it along my flank she reached my hips and let her claws out a little, caressing and scratching me softly.

So distracted by that paw was I that her other, moving in toward my now dripping sex caught me by surprise. Gasping, purring, needing.

Again and again she worked her fingers in and around my entrance and I could do nothing but revel in this, enjoying the feel of my newly conquered pet giving me such pleasure as I knew my mate was taking.

Without asking, without a word, I rolled to my side and drew my leg forward, giving her much better access to me.

The first touch of her tongue, rough in texture but gentle of touch, made me growl out happily, reaching my mind out to hers, burrowing that power into her along with my thoughts, ~"You are a very good little kitten."~ I purred into her mind, instilling warmth into her, ~"But bring yourself around a little further, I would like to sample you."~ I breathed through her and felt her mind not just accept the order, but bury itself and roll around in it, taking the command not just to her mind, but wrapping it into her very being like a musk she would actually coat herself with, were she to do that physically.

Her pants were in the way but my teeth made short work of them, and before I could even think to tell her to take the garments off herself I had a clear view of her furred slit.

I was about to start on her, when I felt her muzzle bury itself in me, tongue sampling the deepest tastes of my snatch, the surface of it causing feelings like lighting burning its way through my cavern.

The orgasm claimed me before I could get more than a flick of my own tongue at her and I roared into her, feeling a strange sense of relief as I heard the kitten mewl and purr behind me. Something was odd though, and with a start I realised what had happened, she had dug down enough to find some of the seed my mate had planted within me earlier on this day, had found it and consumed it.

The fur around her body darkened and I purred in delight as she let up her ministrations at the sudden and unanticipated changes, I began to work her petals, wanting to sample every last drop of what she had within her.

Softly at first, I felt her mind reach to my own, ~"Am... am I good enough for you mistress?"~ I heard her stammer in her thoughts.

I didn't answer, just continued licking and snuffling at her until I felt her own muscles grip at me, wanting my tongue deeper within her.

Again and again we brought each other to our release, again and again she drew my mind down, deep into her, wrapping herself in my commands, warming herself in them, linking herself to me closer and closer.

Eventually done with his new pet, my mate padded over and took over from me, finishing off my pet's change as I could not, making her a full cat, giving her the burden of his kittens to carry.

My little kitten looked up at me once he was done with her, ~"What next my mistress?"~ she asked me.

I could only purr out loud, "Well, what do you think they will do when the patrol is late?" I asked back, a big grin forming on my muzzle.

Epilogue - pt4

I had planned it so perfectly, while they sent out a pair of patrols to 'find' the missing one, we would hit them.

~"Queen I do-"~ my pet began.

I just snarled, it didn't even take a thought any more, she could not voice her thoughts against me.

~"The kittens are all in place, we will move at your pleasure."~ Jenny sent to me, the only one of the females who had seemed to have at least half a brain left.

I padded out of cover, the Sergeant, my pet, at my side.

"IDENTIFY YOURSELVES!" the call came from the loudspeakers. I had a strange feeling of de ja vu, but it passed as I spoke, the same as last time, my name and designation, followed by my pet's.

"Sergeant Richards? Of the missing patrol?" the voice came back, even as I could see soldiers padding toward us.

I purred a little, "As far as I can tell, she can't talk, she is changed fully, although I think she still has something of herself left." I grinned, the only thing she had left of herself is what I didn't bind.

"Paul! You're starting to make a habit of this." one of the soldiers approaching said and I realised it was one of the same ones from my last time I had come back like this, with luck she would never have this duty again.

I purred deeply, "Think they will let me stay home this time?" I bantered and got a few laughs.

"Come on Sarge, I know this gal, she was out on patrol, bit overdue but but I know her." the soldier said to her commander.

The feline in charge nodded and we paced back to the camp.

I saw the gun emplacements at either side of the gate we came in, I paused for a moment, reaching out to the gunners, one at a time, ~"Your gun is jammed, you can't fire it, just scream that over and over but don't let anyone else check it."~ I pushed hard, feeling their minds give. ~"My sister, its time, the dogs won't bark."~ I sent to Jenny and felt her assent.

The screaming started immediately and I felt Jenny telling me as they neared the gateway, this was all going perfectly.

My mate's kittens were just reaching the first line of soldiers disorganised due to the gunners screams, when a huge roaring came over us, causing human and feline to stop and look up to the sky.

My jaw was hanging open when I saw the spacecraft land inside the compound and a pair of full feline males run out, roaring and attacking my pride-mates. I could sense them even using mental attacks to force my 'soldiers' into submission.

~"This is all going to shit, what the fu-"~ I thought even as another roar, much deeper than the last

sounded.

"Paul, we have to get out of here, its gone south!" Jen called to me, but I was all eyes for the new arrival, another space ship, landing just behind us.

I saw my mate then, racing in to save his kittens, at the end loyal to his young despite his repeated denouncements, and I saw him all but cut in half as one of the machine gunners had been wrestled from his gun and another soldier take his place, one who was capable of operating it.

Roaring in pain, almost louder than the engines of the mysterious ships that had landed, I was about to charge in to avenge him.

~"Get that queen back here, she carries his kittens, grab this one too!"~ a feline mind, behind me screamed and at once I felt multiple arms grab me and haul me back.

Clawing, ripping, I tried to tear my way free but was unsuccessful. My hot blooded need to kill faded as the door to the side of the craft closed in front of me, but not my anger.

~"Who did this! Who would dare drag me away from avenging my mate!"~ I screamed into the minds of all those around me on board the ship.

I didn't use any force, I didn't need to. Bodies parted and I found myself looking at a feline male.

The feel of the ship rising, the pulsing of its engines, soared like the heat in my blood, ~"One reason male, one reason why I shouldn't crush your fucking mind and go back for them."~ I sent to him, thrusting my strength, my power into it.

He broke, I felt his mind give in and I grinned at the power, ~"We... we can't afford to lose what might be the last of the royal line, the last and most powerful."~ he simpered back to me.

Minds are unable to lie, they can avoid the truth, but the information his mind fed me, while under my influence, was astounding.

~"My mate... the last heir to a throne?"~ I managed at last.

The males mind seemed to regroup and push back, resisting me somewhat. I reckoned I would need to use more energy to quell him than it would be worth, so let go completely, instead rounding on the one who had carried me from the fight.

The creature was very odd looking, four arms led from a roughly humanoid looking body, excepting of course how much of it resembled a wolf. ~"Tell me all you know."~ I reached out, without putting any pressure, without needing to.

With my control removed,the male feline I had assaulted padded off, leaving the area while I listened, unable to break mind contact due to my own curiosity.

~"Nearly nine hundred cycles ago, the last son of the..."~ the creature began, I felt it was the start of the story of how the male feline got to our planet.

~"No, back further. Why are the felines in charge?"~ I asked, cutting the creature off.

Sighing, seemingly happy to not be having the power exerted over it, it began again, ~"They came

to us, a long time ago, came in ships they had likewise made other races build for them. Only they could control minds, only they could fight the same power. We, and every other race, are helpless against it."~ it explained. I was shocked, but the creature continued, ~"We worked for them, slaves one and all to their will, when a new group of felines seemed to gain backing. Not as strong mentally, they none the less broke the conditioning of many slave races, gaining support and backing to fight the ruling party. They succeeded. For many cycles the royal family, strongest in the mental powers, fought a retreat across space, giving ground and planets to maintain themselves. At last, only one feline was left, and he was not very strong in the power. Somehow he managed to break free, put himself in cryo sleep. His pod landed here, on your planet. The mate you lost, is the strongest mind that has been observed since the line... diverged. You carry his kittens. You carry the power too, unusual for a female, your kittens should be strong in the power. Or so the masters anticipate. They say much in front of slaves."~

There was silence, apart from the engines that is. But particularly there was no mind-traffic.

I felt a touch at my shoulder, "Queen, we must find out what-" Jenn began but I cut her short even as I started purring.

"No little sister, we will wait until they take us to the one who has the most power here, and then we will talk. This... being, has given me all I need for the moment." I said likewise, out loud, back to her.

Barely an hour later a loud noise heralded our arrival with another ship. The male from earlier padded back out, keeping his eyes from mine, he padded to the door I had been dragged through.

I reached out then, reached into his mind, but used no force. At once he gave in, letting me do as I wished. ~"Good boy."~ I purred into his mind, ~"You have done your job well."~ I lifted from him the path we would need to reach the 'bridge' of the star ship we had just docked with, where their Alpha would be.

I padded out, my paws clicking on the hard metal deck, my claws slightly extended, I was likely going to a fight, and my body knew it.

The maze of corridors finally seemed to lead up to one big room, guarded by a pair of aliens, these only had two arm-like limbs, and, I realised with a start, they were at least part feline.

~"We are here Queen."~ the male who had escorted me said softly to me, lowering his head and offering me his ruff.

I purred, nuzzling against him but not using my teeth at all, ~"You did well little kitten, I will see you find a mate."~ I told him, pulling away to pad into the command area.

~"I tell you to bring that male and you bring me FEMALES?"~ a wave of power blasted past me at the cat I had just finished thanking.

A growl built in my throat and I propelled myself into the room, my mind at once reaching to block the pressure on my kitten and also lancing out at this threat.

I saw him then, a huge male, lounging in the middle of the room, various aliens, most sporting tufts of golden fur doing his bidding around him.

~"You were too late! You couldn't stop him being butchered! You nearly wiped out my original

species! You will give in!"~ I punctuated each accusation with a heavy thrust of my mind, trying to cut at his own, strip his defences.

Pain gripped me as he fought back, ~"A female! Trying to use the Power?"~ his contempt and disgust washed over me in billowing waves, he threw his own power behind it, trying to force me to... to give in to him, to crouch before him, his mind told me he was content with only one female carrying his monarchies kittens.

Taking all the hate, all the anger, I dredged up all the negative feelings I had ever had. Pain. Uselessness. Fear. Disgust. I threw them at him, pouring myself into it.

With the tirade I padded forward, disregarding the size of the creature I was currently in a battle with, if I won, a physical fight would not be needed.

I felt, for a moment, his mind push back, regaining itself, knocking my thrust off target.

Suddenly I reversed, I took my love, my sorrow, my friendship and drove them into him.

The big cat never stood a chance, he had known hate, he had known anger, even fear was not foreign to him, but the positive emotions I used cut past his honed defences, cut him to the bone.

~"YOU WILL GIVE IN! YOU WILL LOWER YOURSELF!"~ I roared.

The big cat did so, he rolled to his back and bared his neck.

I was at once aware that it wasn't just him, every creature on the bridge, everyone on the ship, had done the same.

A single voice, soft, gentle. The only one who had both known those emotions I had used as my knife and known the force of my will spoke then.

~"Sister, Paul, I think this is just the beginning."~ Jenny said, purring loudly.

But not as loudly as I was.

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