Changing Positions Pt. 01

"Oh, oh yes..." I moaned as I felt my ears starting to grow warm. The sensation was almost overwhelming, but so good! I whimpered and gasped as it grew stronger, and I pushed back from Mr. Geren as everything seemed to be exploding out of the sides of my head.

Just as I thought I couldn't take any more, the sensation started to fade, and I reached up to feel my ears. Before my fingers even made it to them, I found something thin and flesh poking out from my head. It was like two big flaps, one side covered in thick fur and the other with just a thin soft downy fuzz. It took me a moment to realize that it felt kind of like my old cat's ears! I tugged a little and flinched, I had really grown a pair of cat ears!

"They look lovely on you, Miss Wilson." Mr. Geren smiled as he bent in and kissed me again. I kissed him back harder this time. It was real! I was going to be transformed! The fact that I was going to be some kind of cat didn't matter, just that I wouldn't be plain little Livi Wilson anymore! I squirmed on his couch, wondering what would be next as my whole body was still tingling.

"I don't mean to be indiscreet, but I would recommend that you remove your panties." He smiled between gentle kisses. I blinked for a moment before I realized what he must mean. I blushed again and shifted away from him so that I could slip off my silky lace with as much grace as possible.

No sooner had I pulled them free of my ankles, then I felt another intense sensation from the base of my spine. It nearly overwhelmed me again and I fell back onto the couch, with my legs spread open and my back resting flat on the couch. It was far from a dignified position, but I couldn't sit down, not with the blaze coming from the top of my ass. I panted and moaned and again the feeling almost overwhelmed me before it started to recede.

I felt it before I could see it, but I knew just what it was. I felt the fuzzy thing tickling along my inner thighs, waving back and forth as I looked down. Between my legs was fluttering a black fuzzy cat's tail in perfect proportion to my human size. I panted and looked up at Mr. Geren. His grin was a controlled, firm expression, but the twinkle in his eyes told me everything I needed to know.

"What... what's next, Sir?" I smiled up at him, eager to know just how much further I would be changing. Even this much was unreal. I could feel my ears twitching from the side of my head and the tail swishing from my bottom.

"I do apologize, but you'd best remove your dress soon, Miss Wilson." He stated, just as I started to feel a surge of heat start building in my chest.

I didn't waste time pulling off the dress, and didn't even think about the fact that I was effectively naked underneath. I'd never had enough of a chest to need much support unless I wanted to create some cleavage. It wasn't until my dress was fluttering to the ground that I realized I was down to my socks and shoes.

If my chest hadn't been starting to ache, I probably would have blushed my rosy red cheeks right down to my pink little nipples. The pulsing blaze from my breasts made it hard to think about anything else. This time I could watch the change. My eyes were glued to my heaving chest as the sensations grew to fevered intensity.

I wasn't quite flat, but I'd never had much more than a gentle curve to my breasts. They were always perky, and with the right ensemble I could show them off, but they weren't much to notice. I hated to admit that I'd been jealous of other girls with nice plump mounds that boys loved to play with.

Now, before my eyes, I lost any reason to be jealous of other girls. As the aching pleasure grew too much to take, I saw my breasts start to grow. It was slow at first, almost hard to notice, but with each heaving breath, it seemed like they had grown larger. I started to feel the weight of them, and they grew from mere bumps to round hills and then finally, two wonderful peaks.

I didn't even care that I was being watched when I reached up to grab them. My tiny hands barely managed to cup half of them as I felt my new chest. They were so full, so ripe yet still firm and perky. I knew they weren't really huge, but on my petite frame they were perfect.

"Oh! Oh, my!" I gasped as I started to rub the soft flesh, and squeezed it in my hands. I'd never known it could feel like this! My breasts hadn't been very sensitive before, but now I was lighting fire with every touch. I almost didn't think it could get any better until my fingers finally made it to my nipples and I cried out in pleasure just from a simple exploratory stroke. They were as sensitive as my clit!

"Oh, Mr. Geren." I panted as I rubbed my tight little nipples some more, enjoying the raw pleasure shooting through my breasts. Somehow I knew I could cum just from having them rubbed. It was so wicked, so naughty, and it made me look forward to embracing him all the more.

"Just wait, Miss Wilson." His poised control slipped ever so slightly as he watched me sitting next to him, rubbing my nipples. I saw his grin grow, and the sparkle in his eyes growing fevered.

"Oh, oh god!" I cried out as the rush of heat flowed between my legs. It was more than just arousal. I knew it was the same effect as before, and just another part of this transformation, but the feelings drove out the ability to think. The warmth started deep inside me, but soon flowed between my legs until my entire pussy was throbbing.

Without even thinking, my hands started squeezing my chest and I moaned and wailed as my whole body was overwhelmed by the flash of a raw, intense inferno.

I was simply beyond words, and wailed as the feeling started to finally subside, and I was left panting, almost in shock. I looked over to Mr. Geren and I felt my whole body quake. I knew in the depth of my soul that I'd been remade for pleasure. I was going to be his frisky, hot kitten for the next two months! The very thought made my pussy ache!

"You are a work of art, Miss Wilson." He gazed at me. His eyes caressing my every curve with gentle affection. He wasn't leering, despite my ample curves and nearly complete nudity. I knew he was appreciating his creation, as a sculptor would upon making the final cut of stone.

"Thank you, Mr. Geren, I feel so good." I panted, slowly turning towards him and scooting my way to his sitting form. Our kiss earlier was a distant memory, and I wanted nothing more than to relight that fire.

"Are you ready, Miss Wilson?" He asked. There was no doubt what he was asking about and no question about my answer.

"Oh yes, Mr. Geren, your new kitten is ready to play." I almost mewed as I pressed closer, my enlarged breasts almost touching his shirt. All of my inhibitions and reservations had just seemed to melt away. I wanted this, needed this in a way that was so much more intense then I'd felt before.

Then, in an instant I was cradled in his arms. He carried me like a child, but before he made his next more, his lips found mine again, and we kissed, deeply and passionately. I was naked in his arms, my new tail waving under me and my raging pussy ached to feel a man inside me for the first time.

I was quivering with need, eager for what was about to happen. I'd always saved myself, waiting for the right man, the right moment. I'd never imagined it would be like this, taken by such an older man with my body transformed into that of a sexy cat girl. Even my wildest fantasies would never go that far, and yet here I was, at that impossible moment. I was ready for it, and I knew I'd never regret it.

He slid me onto the bed, releasing me, as he stepped back and started to undress. I felt so wanton laying there, almost naked and watching him pull off his clothes. I quickly pulled up my feet and tossed my shoes and socks away. Somehow, I knew I wouldn't be needing them again, not for a long time.

"You may choose how to proceed, Miss Wilson." He smiled down at me as he carefully undressed. He placed his tie carefully on its rack, his shirt and suit were returned to their hangers and placed in the closet. It was almost ludicrous enough to be funny. Every pressed crease was tested, and I could swear those his clothes were wrinkle free by the time he was pulling off his boxers.

"Mrow..." I growled softly as I stared up at him. He was ever bit as fit as I'd imagined, and his cock was hard and eager. I'd seen naked guys before, even fooled around with a few, but Mr. Geren was different. He was strong, and disciplined, but I also knew his touch was gentle, and my pussy quivered at the sight of his hard, thick cock. He was larger than any man I'd ever seen in real life. A small voice inside me quailed at the sight of his girth plunging into my virgin passage, but I knew that such a skilled craftsman would have assured that the sheath could take the sword.

I considered my options for a moment before I flipped over and climbed onto my hands and knees. Somehow it was right for it to be like this, for him to take his new kitten like the cat in heat I had become. I slid down, until my breasts were sliding against his soft silk sheets, and my ears drew back flat against my head. I thrust my bare ass up, my tail waving back and forth as I spread my legs open, presenting my bare, wet pussy for him.

He didn't say a word as he climbed onto the bed. He didn't have to. His hands found my bare ass and he started to rub over me. He caressed my hips, my thighs and my soft bottom with long deep strokes. I felt like I could purr from the pleasure. He took his time as the sound of my voice gasping in pleasure was the only thing echoing around the room.

"Oh, sir!" I moaned when I finally felt his shaft slide across my cleft. It was so thick, that it parted my soft folds as he pressed his length along my slit. He slid it back and forth, rubbing against my clit as I moaned at the raw pleasure of it. Soon he was sliding across my soft lips with ease, covered with my slick juices.

I couldn't have imagined so much pleasure, and he hadn't even taken me yet! I clutched at the sheets and my toes curled as the tension started to build. My pussy was aching, quivering in need. I felt so wickedly empty, so terribly needy. I knew it was his cock that my flesh was craving, I had to have him inside me.

"Please, sir, please..." I whimpered, unable to restrain myself. I just had to have him, had to feel him inside. My body ached for it, and I needed to know what it felt like to have a man inside me, filling me.

"Anything for you, Miss Wilson." He rubbed me twice more and then slowly pulled back, his length slipping away from my seething lips until only the tip remained. I whimpered as it probed between my legs, rubbing my sensitive spots, and slowly pressing towards my untraveled passage.

His hands gripped my hips again and I felt him press into me. I gasped as my flesh parted for him, yielding to my first cock. He didn't get far before he met resistance, the proof of my maiden hood, and I bit my lip at the strange pressure. It wasn't quite pain, but the feeling of stretched tightness was growing and I knew what needed to be done.

"Take me, sir!" I cried out just as he pulled back and then thrust hard. I tensed at a sudden, sharp pain and the feeling of being torn open. I managed to not cry out in pain as I panted. His cock slid deeper inside me with that thrust and I quaked from the sensation. It was so hot! A man was inside me, throbbing and hard!

The moment of pain quickly gave way to a renewed lust. I squirmed against his cock, against the hardness inside me. I knew I needed more. I wanted to be stuffed full until his cock was all the way inside me.

He must have sensed my readiness because he pulled back again and then thrust deeper. I gasped lewdly as he continued, thrusting again and again. Each time his cock went deeper, filling me, stretching me with his impossible girth. I knew I was tight, so tight that I felt him stretching me wide and I tried to relax, to help him plunge deeper. It was so hard when all I wanted to do was to clamp down and caresses his wonderful manhood.

He kept thrusting, and I savored every moment. I never imagined how good it would feel to be fucked, to have a cock inside me. I knew my pussy had been transformed as well, and I knew somehow that it had been made more sensitive, more responsive to the wonton needs of a long hard cock.

"Oh, it's so big, sir." I finally gasped when I felt the base of his cock pressing into my pussy. It felt like he'd filled my stomach with his cock, and I moaned accordingly. I knew my tail was busy rubbing against his belly as I quivered around his hardness. It felt so good inside me, stuffing me to the limit, but I knew I needed more.

Mr. Geren knew I was ready for it. I didn't need to tell him, and he slowly, steadily pulled his cock back until my pussy lips were kissing the head of his shaft again. Then he thrust hard into me and I felt my whole being shake. He did it again, and again. Each time, so careful, so controlled that it was building up even more need inside me.

"Oh yes, harder! Please... please, sir! It feels so... good..." I moaned and panted as he thrust into me. My flesh was parting for him easily now, but the friction was intense. The way his cock rubbed against the insides of my body, making me cry out in savage pleasure.

His thrusts came harder, faster, and I lost myself to his rhythm. I was simply his pet, horny, needful and begging for more between those amazingly filling thrusts. The very thought that I'd doubted this choice seemed absurd now and my breasts bounced with each filling push.

I was beyond words now, all that I could do was moan and gasp lewdly between ragged pants. It felt so good, so wicked. How could I have resisted this for so long? The pleasure was almost too much. My whole body grew more tense. I fought to keep my hips in place so that he could savage me as his thrust grew harder, and more frantic with each passing moment.

Just when I didn't think I could take any more, he grabbed me tight and shoved deep inside. I screamed at the sudden intense penetration. The tension seemed to snap and my whole body quaked from raw pleasure as I felt his cock pulsing inside me.

"Oh yes! Cum in me! Cum in me, sir!" I wailed as I felt him filling my womb with his seed. The very thought of it was so lewd, so wicked. My once innocent pussy was being filled with semen and I was loving it. I knew somehow that the normal rules didn't apply, not now, not here. I could savor every moment of it.

Finally, we collapsed together, falling onto the bed. I gasped when he slid his cock out of me. The needful void felt so wrong, but I knew it would be filled again. I'd never have to worry about neglecting my pussy again. I knew Mr. Geren wouldn't allow that to happen.

"Thank you, Miss Wilson." He smiled as he held me close. My breasts were now pressing into his chest as we both recovered our breath. This was only the beginning. I had two more months of this, two more months as his eager kitten. I wasn't going to let a single moment go to waste. Not when I knew just how much pleasure we could share.

"Oh, Mr. Geren." I slid a hand around his neck and pulled close enough so that I could kiss him. I never imagined I could be so lucky to find a man like this. Our kiss slowly grew from a gentle pressing of lips. I knew it wouldn't be long before he would be ready for more.

My body was already aching for it. I'd had my first taste of cock, and I looked forward to enjoying it again as much as he wanted. Somehow, I knew from the way I felt that he would be just as eager as I was. Why make a frisky little kitty if you didn't want to play with her?

Maybe it wasn't so bad to use my assets to get ahead after all...

The End