Striped, Collared and Heated Chapter 42

With effort, Vire managed to smooth away most of her muscles and slim down to a feminine deertaur and trim down her antlers to a modest three point rack. However, her fey nature refused to retreat further, her face remained cervine and her equipment stayed proportionally huge. Even my attempt to put a concealing glamor on her outside the building refused to stick while we went to the parking lot where Foxy waited with the car.

I had wanted to pay Boon a visit before he got swept up in the disaster, but I got distracted doing some remodeling to the den’s “barn” to account for Floyd’s increased size and Vire’s needs. By the time I finished, I sensed him downtown and while the TV declared downtown to be a site of udder milky madness. The fire fighters had released body cam footage of what they encountered in the building. The MDA wouldn’t be keeping this one quiet. A national response team was in route to contain the cowtagion.

That would keep the MDA’s focused. They’d fear this would be the vanguard to a larger Fey attack. Meanwhile, a much harder to detect Rashaka prepared her planned to erect her goddess’s temple. I drove to Big Box Mart with a great big smile on my muzzle. Finally, time to chow down on the humanity of my former workplace.

I had to look the part, though. A nice pink skirt suit, a white blouse that just barely contained my breasts, cherry red claws and lipstick. To top it off, I added some gold frame librarian half glasses. The mirror held a picture-perfect corporate tigress. Freddy made some very fearful squeaks at my appearance.

I slipped through the store’s wards with ease and walked without care toward the office. No need to disguise myself as human. I merely amplified my confidence, projecting it all who looked at me so they couldn’t imagine such a well-dressed tigress being anywhere she wasn’t supposed to be. People hurried to get out of my way. The employees nodded as if they knew me, and I caught the scent of fear from a few of them. And from one… a bit of feline arousal, someone from the Cat House audience. A skinny, dark haired man who was panicking about the deepening cleft behind his balls. A Lenny, well he’d be my first appointment then.

No one objected to me striding into Floyd’s office and sitting in his chair once I enlarged it some.

“Are you from corporate?” A frazzled looking woman poked her head in the door.

“Yes, they’ve sent me to right the ship as it were. Conduct an audit to ascertain the worth of this location.” I gave a tight-lipped smile and adjusted my completely ornamental glasses. “And you are?”

“Mary Wade, Floyd’s executive assistant,” she swallowed, stepped fully into the office and closed the door. Full figured with straw-colored hair, she straightened, forcefully, pushing her nervousness out of her features. “I’m so glad you’re here. I’ve been begging corporate to send someone after Floyd disappeared. The district manager refused to set foot here with that agent popping in and out. Now inventory is lagging and the accounts are behind. With the news… there’s going to be a rush today in case the government calls for a lockdown.”

“Well,” I hrrmed, tapping a claw on the desk. “I’m not too familiar with the logistics of this particular location. I’m more interested in personnel. I need access to the employee records first. Then fetch me Lenny Cano. While I’m busy with him stay at your desk and order anything you think we’ll need.”

“Of course. Give me two shakes uh…”

“Madam Ravinna.” I said, already looking away at the computer monitor beside me.

She quickly brought me Floyd’s log on credential and showed me how to access the HR portal. I quickly found Lenny’s file. Oh, not a model employee at all. He’d surely appreciate a new calling. This would be very fun.

Mary brought in Lenny with the air of an eager executioner. The young man was already sweating.

“Very good Mary. Give us a few minutes here.” I watched the woman flush with the praise as she closed the door. Leave Lenny staring everywhere but me, as if another tiger was about to jump him.

I gestured at the single seat that waited him and made a show of paging through his final. He sat down with a wince, legs pressed tightly together, tan cheeks dark with a blush.

“Your… You’re Madam Ravinna?” He stammered.

I looked up and stared him dead in the eyes, “That’s right. I’m your inHuman Resource Manager today.”

“What?” He blinked, “Oh if this is about yesterday, that was just a misunderstanding.”

“You have an interested history with this company. I don’t think I’ve seen a warning about spreading gossip before, isn’t that a bit… catty?” With the word, tugged on his essence.

“Mrrruw!” He squirmed, thrust his shoulder back and a cluster of whiskers popped out of his upper lip. Shaking himself, he smiled at me with darkening lips. “What? Who said that?” He asked.

“Oh I can’t name names and I don’t know the details.” I squinted at the screen. “Something here about a tall Tail involving someone named Sharon?”

“Ex girl friend, she made me late! It wasn’t my fault!” He hissed, seemingly unaware of the black furred tail snaking out from his bottom and lashing angrily behind him. “And she really did stop in the middle of the road to talk to a tree.”

“Three times? Nevermind, lets move on.” I chuckled. “This is a rather dreadful customer service record Lenny, four complaints of rude behavior? Dearie, you’re supposed to keep your claws sheathed and your sandpaper tongue to yourself.”

“I can mrrrrowling…” His face scrunched up as his facial muscles were trying to restrain his face from pushing out into a short muzzle. At the same time his fingers curled and long claws pushed from their tips. He drew a deep breath and the claws folded back inside the fleshy tips. A gasp escaped his, and he ground against his seat a couple before trying to continue, “Explain mewself. You see this mewing guy was…” 

His humanity tasted sweet and his sheer unawareness of what was happening made it all the more adorable. I half listened to his rambling explanation.

“Did you not use those cute ears of yours to listen to the training? You're not supposed to get into heated arguments with the customers.” I scolded, ever so lightly.

“I mrooow! But!” He protested as he spread his legs wide to grind his new pussy against the seat and grabbed hold of the seat back for maximum leverage. Black fur spread down from his hairline as his ears stretched out into soft triangles.

“Oh? I suppose masturbating in front of your manager is appropriate behavior too?” I leaned over the desk and rested my chin on the pads of my pad as I took in the scene.

Lenny’s light brown eyes opened and I watch them cross to look down his little muzzle, a single hand flying up to grasp his ear. He briefly pause of his humping, only able to hold off his need for a second before it spurred him back into action. Then his eyes fixed on me. “It is you. From the mewing stage!” 

“Indeed, and now you’re putting on a show for me. Might as well put you in proper attire.” With a gesture I replaced his jeans and t-shirt combo with a tiny skirt and lacy see through blouse. It exposed his dwindling cock and he already had gained the proper number of nipples for a feline, six. He lifted his seat from the chair to plunge fingers into the small pussy behind his balls. 

Slowly, the fingers worked themselves deeper and deeper. The feminization accelerating as Lenny sought that tantalizing female orgasm, hips thickening to give them a hint of an hour glass figure.

My throat rumbled with a purr. “Feel that? You’re making it worse. Employees need some self control. Can’t have you masturbating all the time.”

“Almewst there!” Lenny gasped. “Please!”

“Very well. But then you have to stop.” I stood with a heavy sigh of disapproval to cloak my own arousal. Feeling Lenny’s human essence flow into me felt wonderful, but these things tasted so much better with physical contact. Watching Lenny’s eyes take me in with wonder as came around the desk felt so gratifying. I knelt behind my morsel, muffled her noises with my paw and pressed them into my breasts. Their hips rocked with desperate animation as they took a direct hit of my musk.

“Now its important to massage all parts of your sensitive zones when seeking release.” I said, reaching down and circling the tip of Lenny’s cock with a thick fuzzy finger.

Lenny shivered, the long tail wrapped around my hips and then their entire body convulsed. “M-M-MEW!”

I let them tip forward out of the chair. They landed on their knees, clawed hand spread against the floor. “Mmmoowww!” Lenny wailed as their cock continued to spurt cum on the floor, shrinking. They kneaded the carpet, pushing their ass into the air, lost in the pleasure as flesh flowed, their balls disappearing inside their body. Their cock’s base parting to transfer its bulk to thickening pussy lips. I couldn’t resist touching it, dipping a finger into her and rubbing my thumb across her puckered hole as her cock spurted its last. 

She yowled, her orgasm expelling her delicious essence onto my paw as a gush of femcum. Her sneakers burst out the heels, revealing thick feline paws, white fur racing up her shifting calves. Those nipples swelled into small pert breasts and pressed against the lace shirt.

I let her pant and recover a moment as cleaned my paw. 

“Now where were we?” I asked, scratching at a fang with a single claw. “The forklift incident. Smashing almost an entire pallet of raspberry jam.”

“Mew! Fernando distracted me.” She moaned, already starting to finger herself again.

“Tsk. Tsk. I thought we discussed the masturbation issue. You’re endangering your employment here with your behavior.” I walked to her side and teasingly ran my toes across her nipples.

“Your mewking it worse!” She cried out, tipping back to sit on her extended heels, she finally looked down her chest. “Oh mrrrrrewl. I have tits.” Her hands cupped and squeezed as her tail thrashed behind her.

“Making it worse? Me? I’d never do such a thing.” My laugh gave way to a full on titter. “You are simply reaping the consequences of your decisions.”

“Your scent!” One of her hands left off exploring her new breasts to plunge between her now white furred inner thighs as black softness spread across their outer surface. “Every breath of it lights my… my… pussy on fire!”

“Tsk. Always blaming your problems on someone else. I think I’m seeing the pattern here. It wasn’t that you were distracted by Ferdandio but instead your clumsy paws slipped off the controls. Isn’t that right pussy cat?”

“Mrrowwwl!” Lenny nearly screamed as the fingers she had up her sex rapidly shortened, her hands losing all semblance of dexterity[DP1] as they doubled in width, fur swathing them except for the pink paw pads. Still she didn’t let her sudden lack of thumbs deter her. She spread her squat wider and rubbed herself with even more vigor. 

I stood in front of her and opened my legs so she got a direct whiff of my own moistened sex. She sniffed once, twice and then was up on all fours, circling my legs, rubbing her face up and down my strips. Her remaining humanity bleeding into my body. I grinned. I was going to take all of it, every single drop. 

“It is with sadness I inform you that you are not a suitable employee of Big Box corporation. One more orgasm and you’ll lose the power of speech. And still your heat will not fade. It won’t fade until you’ve gone and gotten yourself a mate.”

“Mate. Want mew mate,” she moaned, purring, licking at my knees. “Take mew.”

I bent down and pet her from nose to tail before offering my fingers. She jammed herself over them with desperation and buried her muzzle in my fur to scream out the orgasm. Her entire form began to shrink and I pet her as she leaned against. 

“You’ll find your own scent quite nice to for teasing, but its your tongue that will change them once they’ve breathed you in for a day or two. Once you have their humanity, you will bring it back to me. Bring me five pearls of human essence and I will let you keep the sixth, to inch yourself back toward human or use for your own magics.”

The pretty Tuxedo cat only purred in reply, looking up at me with eerily human brown eyes. Eagerness flicked her tail. Eager to be a temptress, eager for sex and, more than anything, eager to not go to work tomorrow. I patted her head before opening the door to the office.

“Now go.”

“Mew!” The cat bolted through the opening.

Mary, who’d been waiting at her desk just outside, gave a startled sound that resembled a high pitched bark. I smiled as we watched the cat disappear into the hallway. She turned to me, her painted on eyebrows furrowed in question.

“Fetch me another under performing employee, Mary.”  

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