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CHAPTER 03: Transitional Challenges
With my mind racing and my heart pounding, I was trying to stay calm, even though it felt impossible given the gravity of the situation. There I was, carrying my fiancée in my arms, unconscious, her work clothes torn to shreds, but at that moment, I cared little about what had actually happened — though this piercing feeling in my gut told me I already knew. All I wanted was to disappear from the sight of Lyla’s coworkers and anyone else who might witness this complex situation.
With extreme precision and caution, I placed her in the car, drove home, and brought her inside without anyone seeing anything. She was still unconscious, but I could feel her body’s warmth, her skin slightly damp and relaxed, which only deepened my guilt for letting this happen.
My first instinct was to strip her down and try to bathe her so she could relax, but that would be difficult with her asleep. Fortunately, she woke up just then, opening her eyes slowly, taking in the situation she was in. She seemed calm to see me upon waking, but she was unable to speak — whether from guilt or something else, I didn’t know. My only reaction was to take her to the shower.
So I proceeded to bathe her. She still couldn’t stand on her own, let alone properly clean the curves of her body — after two transformations, all that’s left is deep pain in her bones and muscles. Without wasting too much time, I started soaping her down, washing every inch of her body. Even though it wasn’t the most appropriate moment, seeing her body left me so aroused, even more so knowing she was there, as vulnerable as she’d ever been, yet still trusting me completely.
In the midst of this moment, emotions running high, and the steam filling the bathroom, I knelt down to wash her pussy and saw something starting to drip from there — a mix of fluids. Her sticky, translucent secretion, mixed with a thicker, white fluid, was sliding down the warm skin of my fiancée’s legs. If I had any doubts left in my mind, they were all gone now; the puzzle pieces had finally come together.
Lyla had lost control at work and triggered her feline transformation again, turning into an insatiable sexual beast driven solely by the need to reproduce. And maybe in that moment of frenzy, some guy happened to be nearby and thought it was an invitation. But why did that man decide to fuck her instead of helping her? And why wasn’t he there when we all arrived on the scene?
The questions and answers hammered away in my mind, but all I could do at that moment was finish cleaning her, dress her, and put her to bed — which I did. She still hadn’t spoken to me, merely fell asleep with a look on her face that I couldn’t read. And me, even though it was only 4 in the afternoon, after a difficult day — and weeks, and months — of accumulated exhaustion, simply joined her in bed, and we slept until the next day. The questions and the work could wait…
The next day, I woke up early and made us breakfast, then spent about half an hour by the bedside waiting for her to wake up — which didn’t happen. I touched her forehead; she was burning with fever. Was it emotional or physical? Either way, I took the opportunity to draw a blood sample from her and headed to my makeshift lab to analyze it until she woke up.
A few hours later, she finally woke up. Her physical appearance was much better than the night after our encounter — and her first transformation — which indicated that, somehow, her body was adapting to this atypical situation, further confirming what I had just discovered. For a moment, she looked at me, but then all she could do was gaze down in shame, trying her best to hold back tears. That’s when I intervened and sat close to her bed, attempting to start a dialogue.
-Nathan: "You’re awake; you look much better than before. At least you can sit up in bed without my help now." (This makes her shrink back, and a few tears begin to roll down her face.)
-Nathan: "Please, my love, don’t cry. Whatever happened is in the past. It’s all okay now; you’re with me." (She stays silent for a moment until —)
-Lyla: "Did you bring my things? My purse?" (The question shocks him.)
-Nathan: "Yes, of course. Why does that worry yo—"
-Lyla: "That’s great news!!!" (She hugs him tightly.)
-Nathan: "I wish we had more time to just embrace and relax, but there’s a lot we need to sort out now."
-Lyla: "What do you need from me? I can’t even get out of bed. This feeling is worse than the worst hangover I’ve ever had."
-Nathan: "Just stay there. This morning, before you woke up, I examined your blood, and my eyes couldn’t believe what I saw. Somehow, the serum I made and the virus it was supposed to combat ended up merging, and due to the virus’s modus operandi, it continues to replicate naturally within your body. But that’s not all. It doesn’t just affect your body; it also affects your brain. At the moment everything happens, something causes your LH levels to spike to the maximum."
-Lyla: "LH? What is that?"
-Nathan: "It’s the hormone that makes you fertile, usually once a month."
-Lyla: "What does that mean, after all?"
-Nathan: "It means that every time the serum — or the virus — acts on your body, you become more fertile than is humanly possible to achieve."
-Lyla: "And how much worse can this get?"
-Nathan: “In short, the transformations will continue happening as long as there’s any trace of the virus or the serum inside you. What I need to figure out now is what causes the transformations and prevent that until I find a cure."
-Lyla: "Strong emotions. Strong emotions are the trigger." (She says without hesitation.)
-Lyla: "Something stressed me out at work, and before I knew it, my whole body was trembling. I already knew what it was. I barely had time to run to the bathroom." (She puts her hand on her head and closes her eyes tightly.)
-Nathan: "You don't need to relive that moment; what you're telling me is already enough."
-Lyla: "No, Nathan, you don't understand. I tried not to draw anyone's attention, but it was impossible. The new guy, Luke, he managed to hear me from outside the bathroom, and even when I told him to go away, he broke down the door to try to help me, but then he... he..." (She is in shock.)
-Nathan: "You don’t have to talk about it."
-Lyla: "I held back the transformation for as long as I could, but my body was vulnerable, and my mind was boiling. In the midst of it all, there was a sensation, a feeling that I needed to surrender and let him do what he did."
-Nathan: "What do you mean? What are you saying?"
-Lyla: "Everything that was left of rational in me at that moment told me I needed to let him fuck me because if I didn’t climax right then, my transformation would just go to completion, and probably there would be nothing left of me, just the living instincts inhabiting my body, and I knew there would be no turning back from that." (They sit in silence for a moment until Lyla decides to take action.)
-Lyla: "I know what I did was unforgivable, Nathan, but please don’t leave me here; don’t leave me like this."
-Nathan: "Did you like it?"
-Lyla: "What are you talking about?"
-Nathan: "Did you enjoy being fucked by him?"
-Lyla: "Babe, I wasn’t fully conscious; I was just—"
-Nathan: "That’s not what I asked." (His face tightened for a moment.)
-Lyla: "I-I... I don’t know. I would never do something like that normally, but in that instant, my body was on fire... I can’t deny it... I wanted him inside me... I wanted... I wanted so much more than he probably wanted."
-Nathan: "That’s all I needed to hear." (He stands up from the bed.)
-Lyla: "Please, don’t!" (She grabs his arm.)
-Lyla: "You don’t know what it’s like to have all those hormones boiling inside you. I would never cheat on you. You are the love of my life." (She begins to tremble and tear up, alarming him.)
-Nathan: "You’re right; this is all my fault, not yours. I’ll take care of this. I can’t stress you out any more right now; I don’t want to risk triggering it all again."
(After a while, Nathan brings tea and some calming pills, along with the breakfast he had prepared. Lyla takes everything without hesitation, becoming noticeably calmer and out of the danger zone of transformations.)
-Nathan: "So all we know is that the serum transforms you into a wild cat, sends your hormones soaring, and you return to normal after reaching climax." (He says, holding his clipboard and taking notes.)
-Lyla: "And that strong feelings cause the transformation."
-Nathan: "Right. But if the virus combined with the serum, that means your variant could end up infecting other people. Hmm. That guy, Luke, he’s a danger to me, to you, to all my work and research. He knows too much."
-Lyla: "We can’t go after him; that’ll just draw more attention."
-Nathan: "We? I think the best thing for you is to stay home until I find a cure for this. It’s not safe for you to be out on the streets, especially for work."
-Lyla: "What about my friends? What am I going to tell them? And your parents? What are we going to say when they show up here for lunch on some random Wednesday?"
-Nathan: "I’ll take care of them. They won’t be able to come here for a while. As for the others, you’ll have to handle them, especially Cammie and Yalena, who saw everything."
-Lyla: "I know, it’s just... I don’t care about them, but you told me you would stay here with me now."
-Nathan: "I’ll do what I can with what I have here at home, but I need to get back to my lab soon. I can’t go back there today because of how i left things yesterday. I’ll stay low on the radar for a few days."
-Lyla: "If that’s the case, fine. I’ll call them right now."
(Lyla calls Yalena and says she just had a sudden fainting spell that day but is okay now. It’s uncertain what they thought on the other end of the line, but they didn’t question much. Lyla also asked about Luke—catching Nathan's attention as he listened from afar. Cammie said that after that day, he disappeared without a trace, not answering any calls or responding to the company’s emails. Lyla is intrigued to hear this but decides not to prolong the conversation.)
Days go by with Lyla spending most of her time in bed, suffering from a continuous burning fever that leaves her shivering and writhing at night. Nathan notices Lyla's condition; however, his mind is more focused on devising ways to neutralize the serum inside her, along with thinking about what he will say to his boss the next time he sees him. They barely spoke during these days, especially due to the
cheating (or not-cheating) question that continues to echo in their minds.
Saturday night, Lyla's fever is stronger than in the previous days, and in the middle of the night, while Nathan is sleeping, she begins to have seizures and hallucinations as she writhes in bed. In reality, she is experiencing vivid and lucid dreams in her mind, dreams that she sees at that moment as a form of prophecy.
Her dreams are spicy and sensual, reflections of her recent encounters. Lyla finds herself alone in a room with just a bed. There’s a door on the opposite side, but she feels too comfortable to get up. Then Luke enters through the door, moving toward her without saying a word, and begins to strip her piece by piece. She is in shock but doesn’t deny anything and remains open. Despite feeling embarrassed, she can’t hide that her pussy is dripping and throbbing; she feels the purest desire to be penetrated, and without any warning, that’s exactly what Luke does, holding her to the side on the bed, lifting one of her legs, and violently penetrating her, making her sweat and moan fiercely.
Not paying attention to anything else and surrendering to the pleasures of the flesh, Lyla then begins to transform again, this time more quickly than the last two, but that doesn’t seem to bother her as she has completely surrendered to her sexual pleasures. Her claws begin to emerge, and immersed in pleasure, she starts to dig them into the mattress; her tail begins to stretch behind her, wedged between her and Luke’s sweaty bodies, her lower breasts start to blossom, making her feel more sensitive and excited.
Just like in the real world, Luke doesn’t last long before busting inside Lyla, leaving her with her vagina pouring out the mixed fluids. However, she is not satisfied and cries out for more. Her transformation does not regress, and her desire only increases; she wants more, and at that moment, Luke vanishes from this imaginary space, and Nathan appears to continue and try to extinguish the flame of Lyla’s desire.
She is startled to see him there suddenly, even more so with her pussy leaking, but he approaches her without saying a word and begins to suck her. She simply can’t contain herself, starting to blush and arch her head back, sinking her claws into Nathan’s hair, causing her transformation to progress further, this time increasing the fur on her body and expanding her multiple breasts and tail. After finishing sucking her, Nathan aligns his body with Lyla's, but he’s stopped by her foot — or paw — and at that moment, he takes her foot and starts kissing her pads, licking between her toes, making her tremble even more with excitement.
Just as she gets distracted, he positions himself above her, gripping one of her hands, making circular movements on her palm, feeling her fingerpads — something he seems to adore — and that’s how he restrains both her arms and begins to penetrate her frantically — this seems to be a common movement for them in bed — staying there fucking her, blending her moans with purrs, clearly displaying her fangs and rough tongue through the image of her open mouth.
But even with all this, she feels that she needs more; she desires more, and even after positions and more positions, Nathan also releases everything he has inside her, making him stand up and gaze at her. She begins to get nervous because she’s still in cat form and isn’t returning to her human one.
-Lyla: "You don’t love me like this, do you? You want to heal me as if I were dying sick, just to leave me and forget me later. Don’t you? Say something!!!" (She throws a pillow at him, and he opens the door and leaves the room.)
-Lyla: "I knew it." (She starts to cry, but her pussy remains throbbing and wanting even more, yet her desire seems to be something that ordinary humans cannot fulfill.)
At that moment, a being passes through the door, neither completely human nor completely animal, but a perfect blend of both; it’s a feline with black fur covering its entire body, walking on two paws. Lyla is frightened by the figure but can’t stop staring at its large, red, spiny penis, which seems to stand out amidst the black fur — like that of an exquisite feline. This is exactly what her intensely transformed body needed.
Knowing what is about to happen, she turns her back and gets on all fours, pointing her throbbing pussy at the feline and pressing her face against the bed. He begins to penetrate her, but the sensation now is different, more intense; the spines on his cock start to stimulate her in ways she has never felt before, making her have a series of intense and simultaneous multiple orgasms, while the animal enjoys biting her shoulder blade, elevating all those bubbling feelings coursing through her body. She was surrendered and finally satisfied.
Moments later, she finds herself alone and sprawled on the bed, but after the wave of excitement passes, she realizes that her transformation hasn’t reversed; on the contrary, she sees that she is now completely transformed, entirely with animal characteristics, able only to remain on all fours and communicate with meows. She becomes dizzy and suddenly starts to feel the various sperm swimming inside her, heading toward her egg. She panics, trying to shake it off, but instead of having any effect, her large, swollen breasts begin to leak milk. At that moment, the dream—or nightmare—is shattered, and Lyla wakes up.
Lyla wakes up terrified and extremely nauseous; her sheets and mattress are soaked — a reflection of her dream, perhaps — she runs to the bathroom and starts to vomit in the toilet. What could this be?
To be continued...
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Monday, March 18, 2024With my mind racing and my heart pounding, I was trying to stay calm, even though it felt impossible given the gravity of the situation. There I was, carrying my fiancée in my arms, unconscious, her work clothes torn to shreds, but at that moment, I cared little about what had actually happened — though this piercing feeling in my gut told me I already knew. All I wanted was to disappear from the sight of Lyla’s coworkers and anyone else who might witness this complex situation.
With extreme precision and caution, I placed her in the car, drove home, and brought her inside without anyone seeing anything. She was still unconscious, but I could feel her body’s warmth, her skin slightly damp and relaxed, which only deepened my guilt for letting this happen.
My first instinct was to strip her down and try to bathe her so she could relax, but that would be difficult with her asleep. Fortunately, she woke up just then, opening her eyes slowly, taking in the situation she was in. She seemed calm to see me upon waking, but she was unable to speak — whether from guilt or something else, I didn’t know. My only reaction was to take her to the shower.
So I proceeded to bathe her. She still couldn’t stand on her own, let alone properly clean the curves of her body — after two transformations, all that’s left is deep pain in her bones and muscles. Without wasting too much time, I started soaping her down, washing every inch of her body. Even though it wasn’t the most appropriate moment, seeing her body left me so aroused, even more so knowing she was there, as vulnerable as she’d ever been, yet still trusting me completely.
In the midst of this moment, emotions running high, and the steam filling the bathroom, I knelt down to wash her pussy and saw something starting to drip from there — a mix of fluids. Her sticky, translucent secretion, mixed with a thicker, white fluid, was sliding down the warm skin of my fiancée’s legs. If I had any doubts left in my mind, they were all gone now; the puzzle pieces had finally come together.
Lyla had lost control at work and triggered her feline transformation again, turning into an insatiable sexual beast driven solely by the need to reproduce. And maybe in that moment of frenzy, some guy happened to be nearby and thought it was an invitation. But why did that man decide to fuck her instead of helping her? And why wasn’t he there when we all arrived on the scene?
The questions and answers hammered away in my mind, but all I could do at that moment was finish cleaning her, dress her, and put her to bed — which I did. She still hadn’t spoken to me, merely fell asleep with a look on her face that I couldn’t read. And me, even though it was only 4 in the afternoon, after a difficult day — and weeks, and months — of accumulated exhaustion, simply joined her in bed, and we slept until the next day. The questions and the work could wait…
Tuesday, March 19, 2024The next day, I woke up early and made us breakfast, then spent about half an hour by the bedside waiting for her to wake up — which didn’t happen. I touched her forehead; she was burning with fever. Was it emotional or physical? Either way, I took the opportunity to draw a blood sample from her and headed to my makeshift lab to analyze it until she woke up.
A few hours later, she finally woke up. Her physical appearance was much better than the night after our encounter — and her first transformation — which indicated that, somehow, her body was adapting to this atypical situation, further confirming what I had just discovered. For a moment, she looked at me, but then all she could do was gaze down in shame, trying her best to hold back tears. That’s when I intervened and sat close to her bed, attempting to start a dialogue.
-Nathan: "You’re awake; you look much better than before. At least you can sit up in bed without my help now." (This makes her shrink back, and a few tears begin to roll down her face.)
-Nathan: "Please, my love, don’t cry. Whatever happened is in the past. It’s all okay now; you’re with me." (She stays silent for a moment until —)
-Lyla: "Did you bring my things? My purse?" (The question shocks him.)
-Nathan: "Yes, of course. Why does that worry yo—"
-Lyla: "That’s great news!!!" (She hugs him tightly.)
-Nathan: "I wish we had more time to just embrace and relax, but there’s a lot we need to sort out now."
-Lyla: "What do you need from me? I can’t even get out of bed. This feeling is worse than the worst hangover I’ve ever had."
-Nathan: "Just stay there. This morning, before you woke up, I examined your blood, and my eyes couldn’t believe what I saw. Somehow, the serum I made and the virus it was supposed to combat ended up merging, and due to the virus’s modus operandi, it continues to replicate naturally within your body. But that’s not all. It doesn’t just affect your body; it also affects your brain. At the moment everything happens, something causes your LH levels to spike to the maximum."
-Lyla: "LH? What is that?"
-Nathan: "It’s the hormone that makes you fertile, usually once a month."
-Lyla: "What does that mean, after all?"
-Nathan: "It means that every time the serum — or the virus — acts on your body, you become more fertile than is humanly possible to achieve."
-Lyla: "And how much worse can this get?"
-Nathan: “In short, the transformations will continue happening as long as there’s any trace of the virus or the serum inside you. What I need to figure out now is what causes the transformations and prevent that until I find a cure."
-Lyla: "Strong emotions. Strong emotions are the trigger." (She says without hesitation.)
-Lyla: "Something stressed me out at work, and before I knew it, my whole body was trembling. I already knew what it was. I barely had time to run to the bathroom." (She puts her hand on her head and closes her eyes tightly.)
-Nathan: "You don't need to relive that moment; what you're telling me is already enough."
-Lyla: "No, Nathan, you don't understand. I tried not to draw anyone's attention, but it was impossible. The new guy, Luke, he managed to hear me from outside the bathroom, and even when I told him to go away, he broke down the door to try to help me, but then he... he..." (She is in shock.)
-Nathan: "You don’t have to talk about it."
-Lyla: "I held back the transformation for as long as I could, but my body was vulnerable, and my mind was boiling. In the midst of it all, there was a sensation, a feeling that I needed to surrender and let him do what he did."
-Nathan: "What do you mean? What are you saying?"
-Lyla: "Everything that was left of rational in me at that moment told me I needed to let him fuck me because if I didn’t climax right then, my transformation would just go to completion, and probably there would be nothing left of me, just the living instincts inhabiting my body, and I knew there would be no turning back from that." (They sit in silence for a moment until Lyla decides to take action.)
-Lyla: "I know what I did was unforgivable, Nathan, but please don’t leave me here; don’t leave me like this."
-Nathan: "Did you like it?"
-Lyla: "What are you talking about?"
-Nathan: "Did you enjoy being fucked by him?"
-Lyla: "Babe, I wasn’t fully conscious; I was just—"
-Nathan: "That’s not what I asked." (His face tightened for a moment.)
-Lyla: "I-I... I don’t know. I would never do something like that normally, but in that instant, my body was on fire... I can’t deny it... I wanted him inside me... I wanted... I wanted so much more than he probably wanted."
-Nathan: "That’s all I needed to hear." (He stands up from the bed.)
-Lyla: "Please, don’t!" (She grabs his arm.)
-Lyla: "You don’t know what it’s like to have all those hormones boiling inside you. I would never cheat on you. You are the love of my life." (She begins to tremble and tear up, alarming him.)
-Nathan: "You’re right; this is all my fault, not yours. I’ll take care of this. I can’t stress you out any more right now; I don’t want to risk triggering it all again."
(After a while, Nathan brings tea and some calming pills, along with the breakfast he had prepared. Lyla takes everything without hesitation, becoming noticeably calmer and out of the danger zone of transformations.)
-Nathan: "So all we know is that the serum transforms you into a wild cat, sends your hormones soaring, and you return to normal after reaching climax." (He says, holding his clipboard and taking notes.)
-Lyla: "And that strong feelings cause the transformation."
-Nathan: "Right. But if the virus combined with the serum, that means your variant could end up infecting other people. Hmm. That guy, Luke, he’s a danger to me, to you, to all my work and research. He knows too much."
-Lyla: "We can’t go after him; that’ll just draw more attention."
-Nathan: "We? I think the best thing for you is to stay home until I find a cure for this. It’s not safe for you to be out on the streets, especially for work."
-Lyla: "What about my friends? What am I going to tell them? And your parents? What are we going to say when they show up here for lunch on some random Wednesday?"
-Nathan: "I’ll take care of them. They won’t be able to come here for a while. As for the others, you’ll have to handle them, especially Cammie and Yalena, who saw everything."
-Lyla: "I know, it’s just... I don’t care about them, but you told me you would stay here with me now."
-Nathan: "I’ll do what I can with what I have here at home, but I need to get back to my lab soon. I can’t go back there today because of how i left things yesterday. I’ll stay low on the radar for a few days."
-Lyla: "If that’s the case, fine. I’ll call them right now."
(Lyla calls Yalena and says she just had a sudden fainting spell that day but is okay now. It’s uncertain what they thought on the other end of the line, but they didn’t question much. Lyla also asked about Luke—catching Nathan's attention as he listened from afar. Cammie said that after that day, he disappeared without a trace, not answering any calls or responding to the company’s emails. Lyla is intrigued to hear this but decides not to prolong the conversation.)
Saturday, March 23, 2024Days go by with Lyla spending most of her time in bed, suffering from a continuous burning fever that leaves her shivering and writhing at night. Nathan notices Lyla's condition; however, his mind is more focused on devising ways to neutralize the serum inside her, along with thinking about what he will say to his boss the next time he sees him. They barely spoke during these days, especially due to the
cheating (or not-cheating) question that continues to echo in their minds.
Saturday night, Lyla's fever is stronger than in the previous days, and in the middle of the night, while Nathan is sleeping, she begins to have seizures and hallucinations as she writhes in bed. In reality, she is experiencing vivid and lucid dreams in her mind, dreams that she sees at that moment as a form of prophecy.
Her dreams are spicy and sensual, reflections of her recent encounters. Lyla finds herself alone in a room with just a bed. There’s a door on the opposite side, but she feels too comfortable to get up. Then Luke enters through the door, moving toward her without saying a word, and begins to strip her piece by piece. She is in shock but doesn’t deny anything and remains open. Despite feeling embarrassed, she can’t hide that her pussy is dripping and throbbing; she feels the purest desire to be penetrated, and without any warning, that’s exactly what Luke does, holding her to the side on the bed, lifting one of her legs, and violently penetrating her, making her sweat and moan fiercely.
Not paying attention to anything else and surrendering to the pleasures of the flesh, Lyla then begins to transform again, this time more quickly than the last two, but that doesn’t seem to bother her as she has completely surrendered to her sexual pleasures. Her claws begin to emerge, and immersed in pleasure, she starts to dig them into the mattress; her tail begins to stretch behind her, wedged between her and Luke’s sweaty bodies, her lower breasts start to blossom, making her feel more sensitive and excited.
Just like in the real world, Luke doesn’t last long before busting inside Lyla, leaving her with her vagina pouring out the mixed fluids. However, she is not satisfied and cries out for more. Her transformation does not regress, and her desire only increases; she wants more, and at that moment, Luke vanishes from this imaginary space, and Nathan appears to continue and try to extinguish the flame of Lyla’s desire.
She is startled to see him there suddenly, even more so with her pussy leaking, but he approaches her without saying a word and begins to suck her. She simply can’t contain herself, starting to blush and arch her head back, sinking her claws into Nathan’s hair, causing her transformation to progress further, this time increasing the fur on her body and expanding her multiple breasts and tail. After finishing sucking her, Nathan aligns his body with Lyla's, but he’s stopped by her foot — or paw — and at that moment, he takes her foot and starts kissing her pads, licking between her toes, making her tremble even more with excitement.
Just as she gets distracted, he positions himself above her, gripping one of her hands, making circular movements on her palm, feeling her fingerpads — something he seems to adore — and that’s how he restrains both her arms and begins to penetrate her frantically — this seems to be a common movement for them in bed — staying there fucking her, blending her moans with purrs, clearly displaying her fangs and rough tongue through the image of her open mouth.
But even with all this, she feels that she needs more; she desires more, and even after positions and more positions, Nathan also releases everything he has inside her, making him stand up and gaze at her. She begins to get nervous because she’s still in cat form and isn’t returning to her human one.
-Lyla: "You don’t love me like this, do you? You want to heal me as if I were dying sick, just to leave me and forget me later. Don’t you? Say something!!!" (She throws a pillow at him, and he opens the door and leaves the room.)
-Lyla: "I knew it." (She starts to cry, but her pussy remains throbbing and wanting even more, yet her desire seems to be something that ordinary humans cannot fulfill.)
At that moment, a being passes through the door, neither completely human nor completely animal, but a perfect blend of both; it’s a feline with black fur covering its entire body, walking on two paws. Lyla is frightened by the figure but can’t stop staring at its large, red, spiny penis, which seems to stand out amidst the black fur — like that of an exquisite feline. This is exactly what her intensely transformed body needed.
Knowing what is about to happen, she turns her back and gets on all fours, pointing her throbbing pussy at the feline and pressing her face against the bed. He begins to penetrate her, but the sensation now is different, more intense; the spines on his cock start to stimulate her in ways she has never felt before, making her have a series of intense and simultaneous multiple orgasms, while the animal enjoys biting her shoulder blade, elevating all those bubbling feelings coursing through her body. She was surrendered and finally satisfied.
Moments later, she finds herself alone and sprawled on the bed, but after the wave of excitement passes, she realizes that her transformation hasn’t reversed; on the contrary, she sees that she is now completely transformed, entirely with animal characteristics, able only to remain on all fours and communicate with meows. She becomes dizzy and suddenly starts to feel the various sperm swimming inside her, heading toward her egg. She panics, trying to shake it off, but instead of having any effect, her large, swollen breasts begin to leak milk. At that moment, the dream—or nightmare—is shattered, and Lyla wakes up.
Sunday, March 24, 2024Lyla wakes up terrified and extremely nauseous; her sheets and mattress are soaked — a reflection of her dream, perhaps — she runs to the bathroom and starts to vomit in the toilet. What could this be?
To be continued...
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