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   -------------------------------------------------- Endangered Species by
Von Krieger

   Transformation, furry, human, catgirl, lion, tiger, hermaphrodite,
beastiality, conjoinment, rape, pregnancy

   A pair of mage-scientists accidently become part of their experiment...

   --------------------------------------------------

   Mita peered into the viewing globe making notes on a clipboard.  Her lab
partner T'Rhere was jotting down notes from a few dusty old tomes.  Mita
was, in her mind, a rather plain looking human; she could walk into a crowd
and basically disappear.  Average height, a plain face, dirty brown hair, a
small bust.  If she wore glasses, she knew she would be the stereotypical
mage-geek type.

   T'Rhere was much the same, for her species at least.  A rather watered
down Renakana, she had very few feline features, just the ears on her head,
and the fluffy tail that trailed behind her, the fur on both a dull brown
with slightly darker stripes.  Hair the same color as her fur, lacking the
stripes, but having the hair of her bangs the darker color of her stripes.
Otherwise she looked much like Mita, if you took away the ears and tail,
they could pass for sisters.

   T'Rhere had the bigger breasts of the two.  Mita knew her best friend
was on some sort of hormone therapy for something or other.  Mita supposed
it was too painful to talk about, because T'Rhere had never mentioned it.
But the oft-appearing wet spots on the front of T'Rhere's shirts showed
that she was lactating.  The Renakana wasn't pregnant, if anything she'd
lost weight, growing leaner in the past few months.  Whatever it was it was
helping T'Rhere tremendously, as Mita notice the catgirl was smiling more
often, even if she did vanish throughout the day repeatedly, presumably to
milk herself and change shirts.

   In an enclosure on one side of the room, which led out to an
environmental exhibit at the Sheridan Zoo, were their four test subjects,
Jeka and Rykur, the tigers, and Doka and Takur, the lions.  The females
were given four letter names, the males five.  Well...  the original males
and females, since they were all the same gender now due to Mita and
T'Rhere's project.

   To help combat the declining natural populations of the great cats, the
two had asked for funding from the notoriously stingy Sheridan Mage's
College for their experiments.  So far everything was according to schedule
and right on track.  All four of the big cats were now hermaphrodites, and
judging from the tests Mita just finished, were viable as both males and
females.  Now all they had to do was wait for them to mate.

   They kept the two species together to help with costs, their little two
girl project couldn't afford separate housing at the zoo, and several rich
donators were willing to pay well for any hybrid kittens that came about
from cross-breeding.  Due to that, Mita and T'Rhere had to deviate from
their original plan.  They had to bring in a druid to domesticate the great
beasts; the four had been magically domesticated, down to the genetic
level.

   Mita didn't really like that, although T'Rhere was grateful for the
change.  The four were far less dangerous to be around, and quite
affectionate.  They also had acquired the housecat ability to hear a food
container being opened in a thousand foot radius.  The two had worked out a
number of additionals to help the wild populations to grow.  The four had a
more efficient metabolism; they had to eat less and less often which would
mean that they wouldn't have to hunt as much.  They also produced more
milk, and had more cubs per litter; at least they ought to.  The cubs would
be born smaller, but would grow a little faster to compensate.  Rather then
two or three, the four ought to have litters of closer to six.

   T'Rhere tapped her partner on the shoulder and nodded to the window. 
Mita smiles, Rykur and Takur were mating.  They should be able to test for
pregnancy in a few days.  Over in the corner Mita could see Doka offer
hirself to Jeka.  Mita jumps into the air in celebration.  "We did it!" she
says with a smile.  T'Rhere nods, brushing the wrinkles out of her lab coat
and skirt, straightening the collar.  "Well, in a few days we're going to
have to go in front of a bunch of stuck old men with long gray beards and
tell him their kitties are fucking." jokes Mita.

   Mita chuckles over the image.  T'Rhere strikes her most dignified pose,
puffing her chest out.  "'Ladies and gentlemen of the council, I would like
to report that our projects are lustily engaged in the act of mating.'
that's where Garbolduk will stand up and say 'Wot the 'ell are th' sayin?'"
Garbolduk was a Kobold, not particularly bright at that, but he knew magic
and could teach magic without killing the students, so he was a part of the
college.  Behind his students referred to him as 'Garbage Truck.'

   Mita clears her throat, and says in her best Kobold accent.  "Th'
kitties 'r fuckin'!" she repeats, throwing her arms around T'Rhere and
hugging her close.  Mita feels a warm wetness on her shirt, and T'Rhere
pulls away, bright red in the face.  "I'm sorry, Mita!  Here, let me clean
that up!" T'Rhere grabs a few paper towels and begins pressing them against
Mita's chest.  Mita slaps her hands.  "Stop that!" she says with a giggle,
taking the towels.  "I can do it myself!  Yeesh!  If you were a man,
T'Rhere I'd accuse you of copping a feel." Mita pushes the paper towels
back at T'Rhere.  "I think you need these more then I do!"

   T'Rhere begins dabbing herself, her milk having leaked just about all
the way down her front.  "I've been waiting for the right time to tell you
about this, Mita, and I will.  But first let's celebrate!  That bottle of
non-alcoholic wine we have the break room is about to turn to vinegar by
now, I'm sure!" T'Rhere says, her tail swishing happily behind her, taking
Mita by the hand and rushing off to the break room.

   The bottle is still there, more then likely because it's pretty much
funny tasting grape juice.  T'Rhere pops it open and takes a long drink for
the bottle.  Mita rolls her eyes.  "Oh great, now it's got kitty-girl germs
all over it.  Now what am I going to drink out of?" T'Rhere thinks for a
moment.  "I'll be right back!" T'Rhere says, running down the hall to their
lab, the bottle in hand.

   She returns a few moments later, the bottle gone, the wine having been
poured out into a pair of big beakers.  Mita sighs.  "T'Rhere, how many
times have I told you not to drink out of those?" T'Rhere sticks out her
tongue.  "I washed them though, real good in boiling hot water!  Are you
afraid of a little kitty spooge in your belly?  C'mon!  I'll race you!"

   T'Rhere shoves the beaker into Mita's hands.  "T'Rhere, I can't drink
all of..." T'Rhere raises the beaker to her lips and begins to chug. 
"FINE!" Mita growls playfully, and downs the whole thing in a few big
gulps, placing the beaker down on the table next to her, before T'Rhere is
even half done.  Mita leans down and takes a deep breath.  Her eyes notice
a small puddle at T'Rhere's feet.

   "Did you spill yours T'Rhere?" Mita asks.  T'Rhere puts her drink down
and shakes her head, smiling.  "Then what's dripping on the floor?" Mita
asks, confused.  T'Rhere licks her lips and looks at Mita hungrily.  "Me."
she says with a smile.  "You?  What do you mean y...  MMMMRRRGH!" before
Mita can finish the sentence T'Rhere throws herself at the human girl,
pushing her up against the wall, the Renakana's lips pressed against hers,
the rough feline tongue exploring the inside of her mouth.

   Mita is stunned into inaction for a few moments, but her shock is broken
when T'Rhere slids a hand under Mita's shirt and begins rubbing one of her
breasts.  Mita shoves the Renakana away.  "T'Rhere!  What's gotten into
you?!" T'Rhere licks her lips, the taste of Mita on them.  "I want to make
love to you, Mita, right now." T'Rhere lunges at the human again.  Mita
yelps and steps behind a table, putting it between the sex-crazed catgirl.

   "T'Rhere, I can't!" Mita explains, the hungry look in T'Rhere's eyes
intensifying.  "Why not?" the Renakana asks, pleadingly.  "'Cause!  I'm a
girl, and so are you!" With a powerful leap T'Rhere clears the table,
crashing into Mita, shoving her up against the wall again, T'Rhere grips
her shoulders, seemingly impossibly strong.  T'Rhere purrs and takes Mita's
hand, sliding it underneath the catgirl's skirt.  Mita's fingers find,
slick, wet skin, brush against T'Rhere's hot, gooey cunt, and...

   Mita's eyes widen, feeling a fur covered sack, housing two testicles, a
furry sheath, and a thick, hard, huge, throbbing cat-cock.  T'Rhere's cock
feels just like one of the cat's, but much bigger, Mita familiar with the
feel due to the need to collect sperm samples from the animals.  T'Rhere
runs hir tongue over Mita's neck and shoulder, unbuttoning hir lab coat and
shirt, pulling Mita's other hand up against hir chest.

   The human gasps, feeling two rows of six tiny breasts on T'Rhere's
belly, nipples dripping with milk.  T'Rhere lowers hir head between Mita's
legs, ducking under her skirt, hir tongue tracing Mita's womanhood through
the fabric of hir panties.  T'Rhere seizes them in hir fangs, tearing them
off.  Shi pulls Mita's shirt open, buttons flying everywhere, tearing open
the human's brassiere, cupping the small breasts within.

   The Renakana press her mouth against Mita's again, finding no
resistance. Mita wraps her arms around T'Rhere's neck, pulling the cat-herm
in tightly, thrusting her tongue between her friend's lips.  T'Rhere takes
a hand off the human's chest, using it to maneuver hir cock to Mita's wet
cunt.  Shi teases runs the head of hir length over the human's clit and
labia, before sliding it in slightly, lowering hir head to lick at Mita's
exposed nipples.

   Mita regains her sense, pushing the Renakana away.  "NO!" she shouts. 
"I don't want to do this!" T'Rhere's eyes fill with tears and shi drops to
the ground.  "I'm sorry, Mita.  I...  I just can't control myself since...
since..." shi sobs.  Mita sits down next to hir, putting her arm around the
cat-herm's shoulders.  "You took the change elixir, didn't you?" T'Rhere
just nods in reply.  "When?  How?"

   T'Rhere sniffles.  "You remember how you kept telling me not to make
cocoa in the lab beakers?" Mita nods.  "Yes." "You remember how much Sample
3 looked like milk?" "Yes." "You remember how I lied when I said I knocked
Sample 3 down the drain six months ago?" Mita sighs.  Sample 3 was the
first batch of the formula that they finally used on the cats to initiate
their herminfication and bodily changes.  It had set them back three months
when T'Rhere had accidentally knocked it over.

   "Well, I was making cocoa one night, and I forgot which shelf I put the
milk on, and you know how the tape won't stick to the damn beakers in the
fridge?" "Oh T'Rhere!  How much did you drink?" The Renakana gulps.  "All
of it." "Oh gods, T'Rhere!  That was enough for all four cats!" T'Rhere
pulls hir length out from under hir skirt, about a foot and a half long,
looking very large despite hir six foot frame.  Shi circles a hand around
hir member, barely able to have hir fingers meet, and begins stroking.

   "Oh, T'Rhere, don't do that!  We have to think about how to fix you."
Mita scolds.  T'Rhere mewls as Mita pulls hir hand away.  "I can't help it,
Mita!  I'm in heat." Mita shakes her head.  "Renakana don't go into heat!"
T'Rhere begins jerking hirself off again.  "The formula was designed to add
that aspect to a male, remember?" With a sudden move T'Rhere shoves Mita
down on the floor, jumping on top of her.

   "I go into the bathroom and play with myself so much, Mita.  I milk
myself, I finger myself, gods, I even suck myself.  It feels soooo good.  I
don't want to be fixed.  I love what our formula has done to me, and I love
you, Mita.  I need you.  I need to put my cock in you.  Touching myself
doesn't help any more.  All I can think about is you, you and your cute
little breasts, your tight butt, and driving my rod into your sopping wet
pussy." T'Rhere is crying now.  "If I can't have you, Mita, I don't know
what I'll do!" the cat-herm sobs, rubbing hir length against Mita's tightly
pressed thighs.

   Mita tries to shove the Renakana off, but only succeeds in allowing
T'Rhere to pin both of her wrists above her head with a too-strong hand,
another effect of the formula, more efficient, hence stronger, muscle
function.  The heat stricken herm slips hir other hand down between Mita's
legs, spreading them apart.  Shi slips hir aching length slowly inside of
the human.

   Mita tries to scream, but T'Rhere's hand clamps over her mouth before
she can do so.  "Mmmm, Mita, this feels so good, better then I ever
imagined.  I'm so glad you can take me.  You must be using that big plastic
horse thing I got you as a joke." T'Rhere purr-chuckles, licking Mita's
face.  T'Rhere pulls out slowly, the spines on hir cock tickling Mita's
tunnel.

   "Oh gods, Mita, this feels incredible.  I've been holding back all day
for this." T'Rhere licks the tears from the human's face.  "Don't cry,
Mita, I know it hurts a little bit at first, but you'll get used to the
spines in a few days." T'Rhere purrs, trying to comfort hir chosen mate. 
"Murrrr, just think, here you were, worried about dirty beakers, and about
to get a bellyful of kitty-cum anyway.  Mmyyyyeeeeeer!  Won't that feel
soooo nice, Mita?  Being full of nice, warm, kitty-cum?"

   T'Rhere's breaths become panting gasps, thrusting faster and faster into
the human beneath hir.  T'Rhere pulls her hands off Mita, pushing hirself
up so shi can drive hir cock as deep into Mita as shi can, filling her with
jet after jet of hir seed.  T'Rhere rocks back onto hir knees, trying to
catch hir breath, hir cock softening inside Mita.  "Oh thank, you, Mita,
thank you the felt soooo....  ARGH!"

   Mita swings at T'Rhere, her fist connecting with the side of the
Renakana's face, knocking hir on back, hir remaining length sliding out of
Mita with an audible pop.  "BITCH!" Mita yells, getting to her feet. 
T'Rhere looks up at the human, rubbing her face where a bruise is already
forming.  "M-M-M-Mita....?" T'Rhere stutters, not understanding.  Mita
kicks hir in the gut slams her head against the ground.  "You fucking RAPED
me, you cat-freak slut!  I thought you were my friend!  Goodbye!"

   The human turns and stamps off down the hall.  The Renakana's pained
wails audible, followed by her pained footsteps, trying to follow.  Mita
ducks into the lab, hiding underneath one of the workstations farthest away
from the door.  "Mita, please!  I'm sooooooorrrryyyy!" T'Rhere howls.

   The Renakana stumbles into the lab, looking around for the human.  Shi
checks under a few workstations, then collapses with a sob against the
refrigerator.  Mita can here hir mumbling something to hirself, followed by
some digging through a drawer and the sound of a pencil on paper.  She
peers over the counter to see T'Rhere pulling something out of the fridge;
something that shi'd been working on as a side project to help get
additional funds for their primary goal.  The Renakana holds it in hir hand
for a moment then looks down at the piece of paper shi wrote on, then at
the once more hardening length of hir big, black cat-cock.  With a snuffle
and a sob shi downs the green fluid, colored that way so it wouldn't be
mistaken for something else.  Shi looks down at the floor, and then writes
something else at the bottom of the note.

   T'Rhere begins to strip off hir remaining clothes, throwing them in the
trash.  Shi walks to the door and looks around the lab sadly, as if seeing
it for the last time.  The Renakana closes the door and walks away.  Mita
slowly emerges from under the table, watching the door anxiously.  She
walks to the counter by he fridge and looks down at the note.

   "To Mita," it reads.  "I'm sorry for the horrible thing I did to you.  I
realize that I'm a danger to you for as long as we'd ever be in contact.  I
cannot stand the thought of you being hurt by my actions.  I love you,
Mita. I wanted you to be my life-mate.  But I know now that it was a stupid
fantasy.  You're a human, and I'm not even a Renakana anymore, just some
oversexed cat-beast that happens to walk around on two legs.  I can't live
with the knowledge that I've caused you such deep physical and emotional
pain.  I know you hate me now, and I understand.  I've taken the whole of
the side project that I was working on, the amount of it, combined with the
numerous spells that have gone into it's creation leave me optimistic that
by the time you come across this note, the Renakana you knew as T'Rhere
will be gone, and a beastial, unthinking creature fitting to the feelings
that have built up inside me these last few months will be all the remains.
The amount of liquid I've taken will hopefully take away any vestiges of
sentience and intelligence in me.  I've switched the door to the enclosure
to code only, as with the physiology I'll soon have, will be unable to
press the digits with my paws.  I hope that you will soon be able to forget
about me and get on with your life.  The money in my savings (under a loose
board in my closet) and not having to pay my salary ought to be able to
allow you to purchase replacements for the animals you lose from this. 
Goodbye, Mita.  I'm so sorry." T'Rhere's signature is hastily scrawled at
this point.  "PS: You leaked a trail across the floor.  I put the lab door
on ten-minute time lock, more time then I need to carry out my punishment
for doing the awful thing I did.  I love you, Mita."

   Mita darts to the door, the time lock put in place there so that
equipment couldn't be easily stolen from offices at night, or crucial
experiments interrupted by a janitor barging in.  As written, it's locked
and engaged, the tiny runes engraved in the door knob glowing softly and
shifting to count the time down.

   She runs to the window, where the thick plastiglass window separates the
lab from the enclosure.  She can see Rykur and Takur, the two originally
males, easily recognized by their much larger size, rubbing against a
crying, seated T'Rhere.  Shi's crying, and rubbing hir shaft.  Rykur drops
down, raising hir hindquarters in the air.  T'Rhere smiles, and pets hir,
standing up and slowly sliding hir length into the animal's cunt.

   The human's jaw drops at the sight of T'Rhere mating with the big cat.
Rykur lowers hirself entirely to the ground, making it much easier for
T'Rhere to thrust into hir.  The Renakana leans forward as much as
possible. Mita's eyes widen, seeing T'Rhere positioning hirself to allow
the lion access to hir womanhood.  Takur accept the invitation, the lion's
shaft penetrating T'Rhere easily.  Takur is big enough, just barely, for
hir paws to reach the ground, and not have hir weight on top of T'Rhere.

   The Renakana's tears have stopped.  Hir eyes close, hir mouth spreading
into a smile.  Shi looks like shi's enjoying hirself.  Takur steps forward,
seizing Rykur by the scruff of the neck, sandwiching T'Rhere between the
two huge, furry bodies.  Mita can't turn her eyes away from the coupling,
finding it disgusting, but she has no clue what T'Rhere's writings meant.

   T'Rhere's body begins to glow a with a white light after about thirty
seconds, the light intensifying as the mating goes on.  The glow quickly
spreads to the loins of the two cats, after about a minute all the bodies
of all three are completely encompassed by the light, which is growing
brighter.  Mita is forced to turn her eyes away.  Through the window she
hears Rykur roar as shi cums, as well as T'Rhere's "MEEEYOOOOOR!" of
pleasure, the unmistakable lion's roar soon follows.

   The glow begins to fade.  Mita can see the slight shadow in the light of
the trio piled atop one another, and then the shadow begins to change
shape, growing thinner, and longer.  Mita's eyes widen in horror.  She
rushes to the sink where the beaker T'Rhere drank from lies.  It has no
label.  She opens the fridge and finds a long strip of tape having fallen
off, the thick black marker on the white tape reading "Chimera Union
Project." Mita shudders.

   T'Rhere, Rykur, and Takur were fusing into a single body.  With a soft
click Mita heard the door's time lock snap off.  She was there in an
instant, opening the door and rushing into the hallway.  It took three
tries before she managed to push the buttons for the numeric code to open
the door, but she managed.

   Mita steps in cautiously, only to find a huge, tawny furred creature
hunched in the corner, crying.  "T'Rhere?  Are you still you?" Mita asks.
The gargantuan creature, seated shi's almost as tall as Mita, waves a
paw-hand in a shooing motion.  "Go 'way, Mita." it rumbles, it's voice
deep. "It didn't work.  I'm still here, and I'm even more dangerous.  Run
away and lock the door behind you." T'Rhere sobs again, a quiet, low sound.

   The human walks over and kneels down in front of the beast, looking over
T'Rhere's new body.  Shi's covered from head to toe in fur, a dark brown in
color, with darker stripes, the fur turning to white on her belly, thighs,
and neck.  A huge tail, longer then Mita is tall, lies limp on the ground.
T'Rhere has hir knees pulled up to hir chest, massive digigrade legs ending
in titanic paws.  T'Rhere has hir feet claws out.

   Mita takes T'Rhere by the hand, a hand which balled up would be larger
then her head.  She strokes the soft fur on the back gently.  Feeling the
smooth leathery palm and comparatively tiny pads on the first joint of each
finger.  They're big, and very, very paw-like, but still functional hands.

   T'Rhere moves to cover hir face with hir paws and turns toward the
corner.  "Come back tomorrow, Mita.  I ought to have the mind of an animal
by then, I still have two more tries, if I make up another sample of the
stuff." Mita strokes T'Rhere gently behind the ears, running her fingers
through the black mane covering the Renakana's neck, shoulders, and upper
back.

   "Don't do that, please." Mita says softly.  "C'mon, let me see what
you've done to yourself, kitty-girl." T'Rhere sighs and turns around,
lowering hir legs.  Mita gasps and takes a step back.  The six tiny breasts
that adorned T'Rhere's frame have grown tremendously, equaling the size of
hir top pair.  The ligress' mane continues around the front of hir
shoulder, tapering to a point between hir top breasts.  Hir face is still
slightly human-like, but with a big feline muzzle in the middle.  T'Rhere
opens hir mouth and sighs, showing some very large, sharp teeth.  Hir cock
still remains, not increasing in proportion to the rest of hir however, it
looks much more naturally sized to hir body, perhaps three or four inches
longer, and a little bigger around, but not much bigger then the member
T'Rhere filled Mita with not one hour before.

   But the most startling change is the ligress' belly, protruding roundly,
out of contrast with the heavily muscled form around it.  T'Rhere sighs. 
"Great, I'm fat." Mita shakes her head.  "No, T'Rhere, I think you're
pregnant." T'Rhere blue eyes, the only unchanged thing Mita can see on the
massive cat-herm's body widen in surprise.  T'Rhere closes hir eyes for a
second, her lips moving silently.

   "Yes, the interaction of the two formulae would have made any conceived
cubs quickly mature to a more advanced state." T'Rhere runs a hand over hir
belly in wonder.  "It would explain why I don't feel in heat anymore."
T'Rhere rubs hir chin, thinking.  "Well at least we know that everything we
made works.  So we can...  ooooh!" T'Rhere moans as Mita rubs up against
hir shaft.

   "M-Mita!  What are you doing?" T'Rhere asks, the little human dropping
her shirt and lab coat on the floor, squeezing her breasts and licking
them. "I dunno, kitty-lover, but it feels good." T'Rhere's eyes widen.  "Oh
Mita, forgive me.  Gods, I...  I...  I was out of my mind with lust, I
didn't know what I was doing!"

   Mita yelps as a long tail quickly growing from the base of her spine,
bright orange fur, accompanied by white stripes quickly sprouting along the
length, the tip ending in a brilliant white tuft.  Mita fixes T'Rhere with
a lustful glare.  "You gave me Sample 4, didn't you?" she grumbles, her
ears growing triangular, larger, and higher on her head, sprouting fur as
well.

   "Y-y-yes." T'Rhere stutters.  Mita licks her muzzle with a new feline
tongue, running it over feline fangs.  "How much did you give me, you silly
cat?" the changing Human asks, playfully squeezing the mammoth cat-herm's
balls.  "A-A-All of it." T'Rhere says sheepishly, looking at the ground.

   Mita's legs transform with audible pops and cracks.  She looks down at
them with amusement, flexing the muscles that slide her claws in and out.
"Oh good." she purrs, beginning to stroke her now black, and swelling
clitty.  "G-g-good?!" T'Rhere sputters.  Mita caresses one of her new
breasts, tiny and nothing more then a slight raise centered around a
nipple. Shi wraps hir hand around hir still growing length and begins
stroking.  "Murrrr, you were right, T'Rhere, this does feel good." the
changing girl purrs, stepping forward and snuggling into the Renakana's
ample cleavage.

   "Good 'cause I'm going to be big enough to fill you up." says Mita,
punctuating hir word with a suck on one of T'Rhere's nipples.  "Mmmm, nice
'n sweet." shi purrs, licking stray milk from hir lips.  "So you're not mad
at me anymore?" T'Rhere asks with big, pleading eyes.  "Murrrr, of course
not.  I understand how you felt." She steps back from T'Rhere, stroking a
shaft three quarters the size of the huge kitten's.  "Having this thing
aching for hours and hours, I'd be ready to jump anybody who walked down
the hall too."

   The tigress kneels, sliding hir length into the Renakana.  "So you're
not mad that I m-m-made you like me?" Mita just laughs, running a paw
through hir golden fur.  "You probably ought to ask that question when I'm
NOT feeling open to make love with anything that's a mammal and moving."
Mita shakes hir head and smiles.  "Myrrrrr, but right now?  I don't really
mind.  It feels nice.  And besides, murrrrr, now we're a matching pair."
Mita stretches strong feline muscles.  "So if you still want to be
life-mates, it'll work now." the tigress says, arching hir back as shi
thrusts into T'Rhere once more.

   "Y-y-you mean it?" T'Rhere says, hir eyes brightening.  "Sure, I'm more
of a Renakana now then you were when you asked, so why not?" Mita tickles
T'Rhere nose with hir tail.  "Besides, I think I'm going to be swelling
with cubs after not too long." T'Rhere blinks.  "How, murrrr, can you
tell?" Mita kisses T'Rhere's paw.  "I've got some minor druidic skills if
you recall, I can feel the life growing inside me." "H-h-how did it happen?
I mean you weren't..." "I was.  I started to change the moment I drank that
stuff, and you mated me and filled me with your wonderful, myrrr,
kitty-cum, and you know darn well how the feline reproductive system that
crap gave me works.  Drop an egg or two after mating."

   Mita's body tenses, her mouth opening to give nothing more then a soft
gasp as hir new cock spasms.  Shi pulls from T'Rhere trying to catch some
of hir seed in hir mouth, eventually succeeding, but managing to coat hir
face and most of hir chest with the hot, white goo in the process.

   The tigress lays back purring contentedly stroking hir manhood, milking
it for every drop of cum, making an even bigger mess of hir chestfur. 
T'Rhere grabs the little tiger by the tail and drags hir close, impaling
hir on hir own shaft.  The huge liger rubs all six of Mita's smaller
breasts with one big paw, as shi thrusts into Mita, the other paw with two
fingers buried inside hir own snatch.

   The tigress just lays back, almost burying hirself in the liger's ample
cleavage.  The tigress slides back, a breast on either side of hir head,
hir arms between the shoulder and elbow unseen, sandwiched between two
mammoth mammaries each.  Mita reaches up, milking the massive Renakana. 
Both too absorbed in the feelings of their new feline bodies to speak, both
just let their instinct takes over.

   Mita opens hir eyes, feeling something warm, wet, and rough being rubbed
against hir member.  Shi looks down to find Jeka, the female tiger, cleanly
the stray seed from hir shaft.  The non-anthro tiger turning and offering
hirself to Mita.  Thoughts flash through Mita's mind.  Jeka was an animal,
while shi was a human, it's wasn't right.  Then Jeka backed up, taking Mita
inside hir.  Mita purrs, it sure felt right.

   Having both hir male and femaleness mated at the same time quickly drove
Mita to the point of animal passion, shi was desperate to cum.  Shi growled
hir frustration, rubbing hir body against the tigress' sexy striped fur. 
Mita heard a low growl rising in T'Rhere's throat that soon built to a full
roar as shi came, cock and cunt both erupting with hot cat-cum.  The
feeling of being filled once again drove Mita over the edge, hir own cock
squirt jets of hir semen into Jeka.

   Mita purrs and snuggles into Jeka's soft backfur.  T'Rhere pats Mita on
the back.  "I'm going to get something to eat." shi rumbles.  "I'm
starving." Mita flinches as a sharp pain accompanies the big liger pulling
out.  Shi lies there purring for a while, before feeling a cold nose and a
wet lick on hir femsex, it's the lioness, Doka, apparently feeling left
out. Mita lifts hir tail, allowing the herm lion access to hir.  Just then
a fact shi learned when studying the species of hir non-anthro mates pops
into hir mind.  Tigers and lions are capable of mating nearly one hundred
times a day.  Mita gasps as shi feels the lioness enter hir.  It was going
to be a fun couple of hours, but shi was definitely going to be sore in the
morning.