A Goo Tail Part 5

Sometime later…

“Would you stop that?!”  Randal asked, his voice raw with a ragged frustration.

“Stop what?” Bear asked, snatching his hand from between his legs.

“The squirking! It’s been less than ten minutes.” Randal near growled in the near total darkness beneath the trees. The traps had been set, night had fallen and there had been zero sign of Lizet. The pair of them lay in a camouflaged tent forty feet from the path that Randal setup as a hunting blind. Fairly large as tents designed for this purpose, more than enough room for Bear and Randal to lay hip to hip as they laid in wait.

Usually, Randal watched and Bear… napped. However, the deep ache between Bear’s legs had progressed to a hot itch within the last hour and made sleep completely impossible. While earlier a good orgasm had freed him from the urges for a short length of time. Now, even that seemed beyond him. He had to stick his fingers in his mouth to keep them from delving into the sloppy wet pussy. That had its own troubles, as he’d caught himself licking the back of his hand several times now and if he held it against his cheek he felt soft fuzz there.

“How many more hours till morning?” Bear asked, trying not to think about how easy it would be to just roll on top of Randal and demand he fuck this kitty girl ass into the ground. Stars above, that sounded so good.

“Gods on the Mount! Even if I had a pocket watch I couldn’t read it!” Randal cursed. “I don’t know. Hours… lots of them!”

Bear bit his lip as he ran through possibilities. He could go outside and wait by the road. That might buy them some time but the end result would be the same. The only way to stop it would be physically stopping it.

“Randal…” Bear found himself panting at the mere idea he was about to suggest and swallowed against a sudden flood of saliva in his mouth. “You gotta tie me up and gag me.”

A silence answered him, then… “You sure?”

“If I get any hornier, I’m going to start screaming.” Bear spoke quickly, pushing the admission out before his mind could stop it.

Again a pause as Randal thought, “Okay, there’s a big tree a little deeper in the wood I can strap you to. Let's try that.”

The tent filled with light and Bear swiftly averted his eyes with a soft hiss.

“It's just a glowstone,” Randal chided as he parted the tent flaps. “Not like it will give us away any more or less than your wailing.” He wasted no time in pulling himself out of the tent. Outside he took a deep breath and sighed. “Honestly with that blasted sex candy scent of yours, I might have snapped first. Come on.”

Blinking away the dazzled spots of the palm-sized luminescent stone, Bear backed out of the tent and into the night. Randel stood in front of him, cupping the glowstone in one hand to produce a diffuse cone of light. Cast against that light, Randal’s silhouette cut a handsome figure, the determined stance, the straightness of his shoulders. It all served as a reminder of just how good his cock would feel inside Bear. The last strand of his restraint snapped and he lunged forward to embrace Randal. Squeezing him tightly Bear began to kiss and lick his neck.

“Be- uuh!” Randal grasped, dropping the glowstone as he moved his head aside, giving Bear a greater surface area. A strange vibration rose in Bear’s chest as he grasped at Randal’s sword stiff cock.

Want! Every transformed inch of Bear’s body pulsed with the single demand. He lost his grip on Randal and he spun within Bear’s arms to press his lips up against Bear’s. Bear’s found himself kissing back, their mouths moving in sync, parting slightly to taste each other’s affection. An affection and companionship that reached beyond the magic lust.

Bear tried to recoiled from that momentary connection but Randal held him fast, and he found his knees weakening as Randal’s tongue curled around his upper teeth. Meanwhile a hand stole between Bear legs and hooked up into the eager sex. The shiver of pleasure robbed Bear’s legs of the last reserve of strength. He fell back, landed on his tail and yowled as the shock of impact spiked his entire body with pleasure. He lay on his back, hands clutching at his pecs until the orgasmic shockwave passed.

When he opened his eyes again he found Randal squatting down between his splayed open knees. The dropped glowstone illuminating him from below, highlighting his wicked smile as he laid a hand on one of Bear’s paws. Randal stroked the calf, fingers burrowing through the plush fur.

“It really is as soft as it looks.” He whispered, as his fingers raked through a pattern of green rosettes. “Wanted to do this for hours now. Do you like being pet?”

“Yyyyyessss,” Bear hissed out between clenched teeth, trying to hold back a whimper of want, instead he opened his legs further. “Please… I can’t think about anything else anymore. Take it.”

“I should… tie… you… up…” Randal took deep inhalations through his nose, with each, his head lowered in the V of Bear’s legs. “Quick… taste…” He murmured, before licking along the length of Bear’s pussy lips.

“Mmmmrrrowl,” The soft feline cry slipped from Bear’s lips as his back arched.

“You taste like a tart candy, sweet and sour. Mmmm.” Randal’s tongue returned for more forceful samples, parting the lips and probing deeper. It felt so good but that itch inside Bear was still a maddingly far distance away. Bear stretched out his curvy feline legs and opened himself even wider, pulling apart folds of gummy soft flesh to allow the Randal’s tongue greater access.

“Mmmm you make for a very tasty kitty girl.” Randal said as he came up for breath.

“I-” Bear started to protest but Randal dived down on his sex, sucking hard. Whatever words Bear had been about to say were lost to a drawn out “Meeeeeeew!” Thoughts fragmented as Randal’s expert tongue piled pleasure on top of them. Letting out a high pitched shriek as his partner found the nubby remains of his cock.

“Oh I think I found Kitty’s special spot.” Randal said with a playful growl of his own before centering all his attention on it. Bear reaching up, kneading at empty air. Inside he felt the goo pushing higher with each circle of Randal’s tongue around his clit.

“Nnnnnnrck!” Bear squeaked as Randal’s lips closed around that most sensitive part and sucked hard. Bliss blossomed up through Bear’s torso. As his lips formed a perfect “o” as Bear watched his kneading hands swell. With a surge of pressure, huge puffy powder blue pads ballooned from the fingertips. The palm swallowed each finger to the second knuckle, nails hooked out into dull claw shapes. Fuzz on the back of the hands thickened and spread, cloaking the swollen flesh in the rounded softness of oversized cat’s paws.

Kitty paws. I have kitty paws. They’re cute. The thoughts burbled through Bear’s bliss soaked mind. Still, that promised clearing, the release hadn’t happened. The itch, the need… the heat demanded more.

“Feel better now?” Randal asked, sitting up, panting hard, vicious dark blue goo dripping from his chin.

Without saying a word Bear sat up just enough to clap those oversized paws on either side of Randal’s head. The little man’s eyelids fluttered as those pads pressed against his skin. He fumbled with his pants. Once he got his cock free, the paws gently guided him to Bear’s lips. Licking his chin, Bear tasted the juices, found them precisely as Randal described: Sweet and sour in equal balance, with a strange fizzyness that left Bear wanting more. The kiss finally spurred Randal to slide his cock in between Bear’s oversized pussy lips.

Both sighed in relief as key met lock. Their weak and defeated reservations abandoned entirely, Randal gripped Bear’s shoulders and thrusted. Bear wrapped legs and arms around Randal, clinging on as the tempo increased.

With every thrust Bear felt the goo’s presence in his body reach further, this time not down a limb but as tendrils curling around his very mind. The pleasure grew with every stroke. Strange thoughts bubbled up through the bliss.

Kitty paws, Kitty tail. Soft fur. Soft… We’re so soft. Touchable. Horny. Breedable!

“Yes! Mrowl! Breed me!” Bear, unable to resist the thoughts, cried out and clung tighter to Randal, kissing, licking at his neck.

“Good kitty! Almost there!” Randal gasped, “Good kitty.”

The words caused pleasure to rush through Bear's limbs. Bear fell off Randal, changing the angle and allowing that cock to push even deeper. “Gods! Say it again.” Bear moaned.

Shivering with strain, Randal spoke each word with a powerful thrust.

“Good…”

“Kitty…”

“Girrrrrl!”

The words, along with Randal’s solid stream of cum jetting up into Bear's, combined into a rushing torrent of pleasure. The feminine yowl that echoed through the forest wasn’t Bear’s. Bear would never simply lay here to be fucked. Bear didn’t beg to be bred. Bear was hard, tough and stubborn. He never hugged. She wasn’t any of those things anymore. Soft, bendable, squishy and breedable. A good kitty girl. Kitty. Thats who she’d been from the moment she’d first begged Randal to fuck her. His Kitty.

Kitty looked up into Randal’s sated smile. His lust filled eyes cleared and that smile faltered.

Randal watched as the last of his old friend’s facial feature’s shift, nose broadening to a flat dark blue triangle, the brown eyes filled with a soft neon blue luminescence, pupils narrowing to vertical slits. Thick blue ooze pushed out of her ears and swept up over the crown of her head, where curled into the approximation of long flowing locks before triangular cat ears poked through.

“Bear?” Randal asked.

“Kitty now.” She purred and licked her lips with a broad dark nearly purple tongue. “Meow. Need more please. Kitty wants more.”

“Can’t you wait- Ahh!” Randal gasped as her sex gripped his cock with a very firm intention. The blue tail again wrapped around his waist to prevent his escape. “I don’t have much left. Its not even been a day!” He protested.

“Breed your Kitty.” She whispered as Randal fell back against her, panting into her still flat chest. “Smell will help.” She pressed the pad of her paw into his face. Within a few breaths his eyes rolled back and he sucked on the offered digits. “That’s it, breed your kitty.”

Kitty closed her eyes and concentrated on pleasuring the cock inside her, rubbing it between her inner walls. It had more nectar for her, she could taste it with her tail and feel the weight of Randal’s swollen balls against her pussy. She ringed the tip and extended a small bit of herself to wrap around his sac. She mewed in anticipation as it restiffened and Randal regained the strength to thrust.

“Ahhh gods.” Randal whimpered as his body tensed against her.

Redoubling her efforts, Kitty joined his panting, rocking her hips against him as her own warmth of pleasure spread up through her. Far less overwhelming than before but more than enough to push aside doubts for now. She kneaded at Randal’s head and shoulders as she drew close to her own cliff. Frustratingly, she climbed to a point and stopped, unable to proceed without the splash of warmth within her. Mewling, she drove on, milking Randal’s cock with such vigor that her insides burned from the strain.

Randal’s breath hitched and strained inside an absolutely rigid body and as he nearly blacked out from lack of breath, he came with a splash of cum. Kitty innards clamped down on the sputtering cock and sucked hard. Randal’s vision flirted with blackness as the pussy lips engulfed both shaft and balls. His nail dug into Kitty’s shoulders as every drop of cum was rung from his system. Totally spent, he collapsed against her.

Kitty barely noticed his weight, lost in her own fluttering, quivering sensations that rippled outward from the pool of warm cum within her. Her eyes rolled back within her head as her loins began to churn and burble, her belly swelling beneath Randal.

“M-mee- meeew!” Kitty grabbed hold of Randal’s limp form, clinging to him as a torrent of pleasure gushed through her. The base of her tail bulged with fresh goo and began to travel down its length. As it reached a quarter down the tail another appeared, Kitty emitted a gasping meow as her body visibly shrank. Another swiftly followed, and the process continued even as the first bulge reached the end of the tail, doubling its thickness. Each one taking mass from Kitty’s body, her height dwindled, inch by orgasmic inch, transferring it to her tail. It doubled, then tripled its girth to the point it rivaled the width of Randal’s waist. Kitty's blue eyes opened as they drew even with Randal’s.

The glowing blue eyes widened as she felt their toes touch and realized that she’d lost more than a foot of height.

“No! Please!” She begged her body even as her strange vicious insides twisted in preparation of something more.

Randal’s eyelids fluttered open a crack and he smiled gently. His thumb stroked her rubbery ear while his finger pushed into her far less solid hair. Not quite as sensitive  as her tail but the sensation quelled Kitty’s momentary anxieties.

“Its okay.” Randal whispered, “We’ll fix it. I’ll take care of you.”

The words, coupled with the gentle affection of his touch calmed Kitty. Tilting her head to the side she kissed him. Gently exploring her new mouth with his. It would be okay. His lips told her and she unclenched her grip on the still churning parts of her. She mewled and dug her soft gummy claws into his back as her waist contracted, pushing even more material down into her tail. This time it lengthened as all her features, hips, shoulders, thighs and waist slimmed away to match her petite height. Only her paws remained unaffected. Their fur spread down across her back, sheathing her in a pleasant warmth.

Groaning, Randal rolled off of her and propped himself up on his elbows.

“Bear? I-”

“Kitty.” She corrected him firmly, rolling up onto all fours and finding the stance disquietingly comfortable. “Call me Kitty now.”

“Okay. Sorry, should have,” He mumbled and reached toward the glowstone that sat where it fell.

Kitty covered it with a paw and snuffed it out with a thought. Her tail, now equal in size to the rest of her, lashed behind her. She didn’t need to hear Randal’s exclamations about her appearance or half hearted apologies. Yes, she’d snapped first, but he wanted her to be this!

With a huff she flung the anger away. She didn’t have the energy for it. Instead, she strode up to Randal and nosed his cheek. He flinched and scuttled away until his back ran aground against the tree trunk.

“Be-Kitty! I can’t do any more. My dick feels like its about to fall off.” He exclaimed in a nervous pant.

Confused, Kitty regarded him with a curious tilt to her head, her thick tail rose up and hooking in the air as he hurriedly pulled his pants up from his ankles. In a moment, she realized that for the first time in the last twenty hours she felt not a single tingle in her loins. A giggle slipped out.

“Don’t worry,” she purred, adding a sultry rumble to her words. “Heat’s gone. Too tired now.”

Randal sighed in relief but gulped when Kitty settled on his legs and placed her head on his chest.

“Pet me. Pet your Kitty.” She demanded, while her loins were silent, the rest of her still craved touch. After all, he couldn’t get away with what he’d done to her without punishment. Petting her would suffice for now.

Slowly, tentatively at first, Randal ran his fingers through her amorphous hair, it parted like strands, allowing the stroke to continue down into the soft fur that guarded her spine. As he gained confidence, the strokes grew stronger and Kitty’s purr increased in volume as she practically melted with contentment. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she drifted off to a deep dreamless sleep.