*Claire finds Poppys cat and decides to fuse it to the neighbour to make a sexy kitty girl plaything
Claire wondered what she would do next.
She could try flying the rest of the way home, but it didn't really seem important anymore. The night was delicious and she was bound to find something kinky to do out here. Of course, she sadly acknowledged, she was unlikely to find another beautiful woman naked in a phone booth. But still, there was bound to be something...
Her train of thought was interrupted when a grey cat with black stripes rubbed itself against her leg on Poppy's lawn. "Fluffy!" she heart Poppy's quiet, faint voice cheer from within her, dwarfed by the wave of happiness Claire empathically felt.
"Meowr," Fluffy demurely purred as Claire picked the cat up. She held the cat to her chest, letting five clit-tentacles unfirl from her right nipples and begin stroking the cat. It purred happily, seemingly put at ease by the petting and scent of her owner Poppy.
"I should really do something with you, kitty," Claire said, savoring the sensation of the animal's warm fur on her delightfully sensitive new clitoris tentacles, "if it weren't for you I would never have met darling Poppy. You deserve a reward, little Fluffy, yes you do..."
Alexis stirred in Claire's mind, "it's a nice sentiment, but transforming a cat might not be the best idea. They're simple things, and will have trouble appreciating anything complex... but I think we can work around that."
Claire impulsively looked up to the house next to Poppy's. "We find someone to merge the kitty with?" It seemed so natural now; problems had simple and elegant solutions, most of which involved transforming people. It all fit together so nicely it made Claire giggle for an instant.
"Alexis, would you please store our darling little kitty?"
Alexis peeked out from beneath Claire's clitoral hood, quickly stretching up like a living penis. While the cat still purred in Claire's hands, the tube of Alexis' form came up to Fluffy's underside and began to stroke, tickling Claire with the feeling of such sensitivity against the cat's soft fur. Even as the clitty-tentalces that used to be Poppy stroked the cat it began to melt, losing distinction as it turned into a violet goo. The cat looked around confused as Alexis began to suck her up, pumping her into Claire's new organ. It tickled in a strange, pleasurable way as the feline's mass was stored inside her.
She felt rather than knew that a cute red-headed woman named Elizabeth lived in the next house. She had a slender figure, green eyes, freckles, and would make a fantastic kitty girl. Poppy's experiences didn't give her much else; apparently they didn't really talk to each other, but she was close and cute and that was more than enough.
She walked over the lawn to Elizabeth's house. It was pretty much identical to Poppy's, probably built along the same plans. A quick flex of Alexis' powerful muscles and Claire was inside on the second story, through an open window that would have been unreachable to a normal human.
Sure enough, the houses layouts were identical, and in an instant Claire was looking over a bed where the woman of the house slumbered. Elizabeth must have been warm, because she kicked off her covers earlier in the night, and was now sprawled over the top of her bed. Claire happily saw that Elizabeth slept in the nude.
Elizabeth was a pretty thing, pert B-cup breasts standing up proudly as she lay on her back. Her face was pretty, with large eyes and soft slender lips, beautifully lit by the soft moonlight spilling in from the window. Her shoulder length red hair was untied, spilling around her head like a halo.
As she approached the girl, Claire saw Elizabeth move. One hand drifted to her crotch, another to her pert breasts, and she began to moan.
"Tisha... yes... there... there..." those soft lips whispered between more primal noises.
"Ooh, how adorable," Claire cooed, "she's having a wet dream!" Any doubt Claire might have harbored vanished; Elizabeth would make a perfect sex kitten.
Claire's mounting arousal made her bloom, letting her new additions sneak out of her otherwise human body. The clitoral tentacles blossomed like spring flowers from her nipples, her two penis tentacles crept out from between her legs, and her long tongues began to writhe in anticipation. She gently touched Elizabeth, lightly caressing her modest breasts with her hands and clit-tentacles.
Claire let a single elongated tongue slip from her lips and dart to Elizabeth's pussy. She licked, soaking up the decadent flavor of raw lust on Liz's lips.
"Oh, oh yes..." she moaned, thrusting her hips against Claire's tongue. She opened her eyes, but only seemed to half recognize the creature making love to her. "This dream's amazing!" she gasped.
"Do you know what you want to do?" Alexis asked in Claire's mind, already creeping along Elizabeth's thigh towards her quivering, wet pussy.
"Yup!" Claire replied, happily envisioning what she wanted the beautiful young woman to become.
No sooner had she focused on the image than Alexis plunged into Elizabeth's vagina, beneath Claire's questing tongue, and began to pump in the essence of Fluffy the cat as she triggered the transformation.
Elizabeth orgasmed instantly, filled with an intense, pleasurable, strange sensation. The cat's essence filled her, transfused across her body, reworking it in its wake. She was instantly aware that she wasn't asleep, that this strange thing was actually happen, that her body was changing before her eyes, but she found she wasn't truly alarmed by the fact. This strange being before her, bizarre and alien, smelled like owner and petted her nicely.
Elizabeth's arms and legs changed first. Her hands receded into compact, padded paws and the tips of her feet did likewise. Her legs shortened and her arms elongated slightly, until they resembled nothing so much as the limbs of a large cat. New nipples appeared along her belly, six below her current breasts. With a pleasurable surge, each one began to rise atop a ballooning, soft cushion of flesh. Claire ran her hand over the eight decadent, crowded boobs that now dominated Elizabeth's underside.
Elizabeth wriggled in pleasure as she changed, Claire's administrations never ceasing. Her pussy, still delightfully full, burned with desire and sensitivity. Her moans were abruptly cut short, however, as she felt her mouth grow tight and close. Her tongue didn't recede, however, and instead seemed to grow larger, broader, and more flexible. She pushed it out of her now vertical lips and was rewarded by the feeling of wet warmth against her labia.
The final changes swept over her. Elizabeth's body sprouted fine, soft fur the same red as her hair, broken with white stripes in the pattern Fluffy had. Her ears migrated up, poking from the mane of her hair in a purely feline shape and a two foot long, furry tail sprung from above her ass. In her mind the experiences and memories of Fluffy bled into her own, mixing until they were utterly indistinguashble.
Elizabeth knew she was in heat, and somewhere in her mind knew she always would be.
Claire pulled back her tongue to examine her handiwork. The girl next door was now a perfect mix of woman and cat, completely quadruped with eight large, fully, bouncy breasts hanging beneath her. She looked up at Claire, cat green eyes staring at her with a begging, longing lust.
Claire was more than happy to oblige her new pet.
Claire's three long tongues shot out from her mouth, and she set them to lavished Liz's eight breasts, slipping between them and over them, always pausing an instant to tickle the sensitive, erect nipples. Her two cock tentacles plunged into Liz's twin pussies while her still normal hands stroked and petted her rich scarlet fur. Elizabeth thrust her hips rhythmically with the penetrating motions of Claire's penis tentacle while her pussy face and tongue greedily sucked the other.
The pair continued until, once again, the exhausted Elizabeth kitten fell asleep again, to dream of lust and mating while Claire, proud at her work, contemplated her next move.