A Game of No Hands Chapter 9

Angelica sighed as the manager departed to get them some food. She’d convinced her that was the fasted way to get rid of them. Between the wings and the cat face, the woman hadn’t even notice that Angelica was essentially topless. As the woman disappeared into the kitchen Angelica felt a flush of giddiness. Wings! She had wings. The tail was nice too, the way it swished behind her felt super smooth yet wings! They were going to seriously complicate negotiating human spaces but if they worked, even if it was just for gliding that be worth it. Once she got some food in her belly she be going outside to see if she could lift off! Pivoting on her new paws nearly over balanced her, but she caught herself with a half flap. Chuckling at herself she grabbed a nearby chair from another table and placed it on the far end of the booth. Straddling it allowed her new tail to lash freely behind her. She started to explain but stop when she saw both Tina and Steve had their mouths buried in their paws.

“What are you-”

“Nnnnak!” Tina’s body pulsed and Angelica heard a gush of fluid. Peeking beneath the table she saw a dripped mess of Tina’s femcock stuffed with a tentacle. Fem cum spurting around it and puddling between Tina’s paw like feet.

Her feet changed too? Angelica thought as she swallowed down a sudden flood of saliva as the thought of getting down there to lick at the mess crossed her mind. Shivering, she focused on the vivid pink tentacle, tracing its origin to Steve skirt. So much for getting out of here without something horny happening. Steve’s dog features, natural cherubic quality let him remain adorable in that maid’s outfit. The flushed cheeks were a plus on top of that. She leaned way over the table to whisper in his fuzzy ear.

“Do good girls masturbate at the table?”

Steve jump like a child caught, eyes springing open as the inside of his ears turned pink. Angelica heard a sound like a slurped noodle followed by a suction breaking pop. Tina didn’t collapse but melted a little into her seat.

“Honestly, I turn my back for a minute and my pets are misbehaving.” Angelica chided them with a smile.

“Sorry,” Steve sputtered, “They’re… hard to control.” Angelica nearly squealed as he responded like such a good naughty pet.

Tina however smiled doggily and laughed softly. The gleam in her eyes told Angelica that her reign as Mistress would be challenged soon. Unless she thought of something clever fast those huge paws would handle her into submission, the moment they reached Tina’s and Steve’s apartment. Yet, Angelica wasn’t worried. She could lose a round or two. Entering this weekend she hadn’t been certain what she wanted other than continue fucking around with Tina. Now she knew. Knew she wanted to win this game, make herself a beautiful predatory angel, collar her girlfriend as a horny fuck beast and trap her husband as a slutty dog maid forever. Then they’d all live lustily after. They’d thank her for it.

Burgers and fries came for them all fairly swiftly. Tina’s meal disappeared into her maw in less than a minute and stared hungrily at Steve’s, who struggled with the thin fork and knife. No matter how hard he clenched the knife between two digits it slipped from his grip as soon as he attempted to saw through his bun. Angelica mused that while thicker rubberize grips might allow him to use utensils in the future, these were clearly a lost cause.

“Hehe. Just lift it.” Tina suggested, she illustrated with her own licked clean plate, sandwiching it between the beans of her index fingers and nibbling on the plate’s edge.

“But then I’ll get fur in my food.” Steve whined, moving himself and his food into far corner of the booth.

Angelica finished off her own sadly dry burger as Steve leaned down to his plate to scarf up a few fries. Tina watch his food hungrily and Angelica couldn’t be sure if she was merely playing with her doggified husband or her latest change had modified her appetite. Probably both. When Tina massive mitt of a hand started sliding toward the burger and Steve growled protectively, Angelica knew she had to intervene.

“Hey, hey no fighting pets.” She chided. “Stevie come over here, I’ll hold the burger for you.” Also that little growl had made her cock tingle. She couldn’t afford to be reduced to a panting wreck now.

Steve watched her back, brown eyes calculating as they flicked between the two predatory women. Adorable how he’d suddenly slipped into this doggy mental state, Angelica wished she knew Steve better, if only to know how much his mind had shifted. Clearly deciding that having his burger fed to him was better than not getting to eat it at all, he slid his plate and self-up to Angelica.

“There thats a good-”

“Nnnak!” Tina cut her off with a combination of a growl, bark and laugh. The harsh sound and her flashing fangs kindled a rush of fear that poofed Angelica’s tail.

“-Boy. Good Boy.” Angelica finished, feeling her dominance slipping away by the moment. Still she ignored the outburst and lifted Steve’s burger for him. Sadly a dog muzzle wasn’t in the bondage bag, she’d have swing by her apartment and get her grooming bag if she was going to have a shot at this.

Steve ate the burger with dainty nibbles from Angelica’s fingers, his eyes glazing slightly as he fell deeper into dog mode. Her own tongue grew restless, pressing against her teeth. “Was that a good treat?” Angelica asked him after he finished the last bite and licked the tips of her fingers.” He nodded, and she scratched his ears before catching his chin and running her own tongue across his lips. A quick kiss stunned him. She resisted an urge to groom those fuzzy ears, she’d gotten lost in that motions the last time.

She left the waitress a generous tip for the mess and they braved the gauntlet of stares. Tina now received most them, she hunched slightly now, oversized hands hanging ape like from her still diminutive shoulders. There was no hiding the claws that looked like something you’d find on heavy logging equipment.

Yet stepping outside a breeze caught a wing and she forgot everything about other people and sexy dominance play. She had wings and snapped them open, and nearly taking out several bystanders who had been about to open the door to the building. They were huge easily extending out eight feet on either side of her. People stumbled back from the black and purple feathers that blocked their way. “Oops sorry.” Angelica said automatically and quickly refolded them. She turned to Tina, “I’ll meet you at the car. I’ll try to be quick.” Unless it works, she added mentally. Then she wouldn’t need the car.

Not waiting for an answer she dropped the shreds of fabric from her front, exposing her still sadly unfurred chest and stomach, she hurried away. The rest stop had a sad lack of sixteen foot wide strips free of obstacles that were not parking lot. She jog to the edge of the rest stop’s asphalt, acutely feeling her lack of bra. Her new breasts were not huge, but they were far larger than the ones that three years on pink pills had gifted her. Still, this would be worth the discomfort and possible indecent exposure charge. She found a decent length devoid of cars and crouched like a runner at one end. How to do this? Run with wings out or open them after getting some speed? She decided to try the latter, the card had punned off of as the crow flies. If they were crow wings, she should be able to flap herself into the sky. Right? Only one-way to figure it out.

She attempted to burst into a sprint but while the magic had made walking on her paws effortless her run attempt pitched her too far forward. In three steps she half tripped, half leapt, wings stretching open. Too slow, the palms of her hands kissed the rough pavement as the feathers pushed down on the surrounding air. A new set of muscles in her chest pulled. Instead of tumbling head over tail, Angelica lifted from the ground.

I’m flying! Angelica mind screeched with joy as her wings spread to glide. No! Higher! Angelica bid her wings to flap again and immediately lost the four inches she’d gained. She got her feet beneath her, wings steadying her. It would have been a good recovery had she not run out of runway. She hit the side of a red SUV with a solid THACK! Her arms had protected her head from the impact but she still pancaked against it. Stuck there for a moment before peeling herself off and staggering. The entire world spun.

“Now that’s a dent.” Someone called out.

“Angelica! Be alright!” A nervous giggle accompanied the demand of the hyena woman who steadied her with a massive paw and pulled her into an embrace. Immediately Angelica wrapped her arms around Tina’s neck and buried her nose in the soft fur, shutting out the dizzying world.

“Did you see?” Angelica asked, her nose already filling with her lover’s musky new scent. It spoke of warmth and safety. She couldn’t resist tasting it with her tongue. “I flew.”

“We did. You silly cat-bird. As did this entire kingdom.” Tina pushed her out to arm’s length to look her over, although she did more sniffing with that wide wet nose than anything. “You bleed.”

“Just, just my hands, a little scrape.” Angelica dizziness waned but an overwhelming sense of embarrassment swelled up to replace it. She’d just let total strangers watch her slam into a car while being nearly naked.

“We must depart.” Tina pulled Angelica back to herself, wrapped her hands around the punk pantheress’s bottom and hoisted her from ground with nary a grunt. Immediately feeling like an oversized child, Angelica’s ears heated as Tina barreled through a small crowd of onlookers. Tina shouldn’t be this strong! Angelica inner dom protested. I have at least a half foot of height on her.

Still Tina carried her all the way to the car, hardly breathing heavier than usual.

The tailgate yawned open as they approached.

“She okay?” Steve asked from the driver’s seat.

How the hell was a man with paws for hands going to drive? Angelica wanted ask, but she was unceremoniously shoved into the back head first. Steve had folded down the back seats, creating a sort of raised area before the front seats. With the first joint of her wings towering over her head and stiff feathers extending well below her butt limited her positional options. Forcing her to kneel over the folded seats as if they were a confessional.

“Few bruises.” Tina growled as she stepped up behind Angelica. “Watch thy tail.” Thick fingers closed around Angelica’s tail and held it up out of the closing door. The touch made Angelica’s nethers clench.

This is not the time. Angelica chided herself but unable to suppress the familiar sensation vulnerability that usually accompanied Tina tying her up. You’d think running into a car would knock some horniness out of her but no, simply being confined in a space with a partner that could easily overpower her called it right back.

“I hope I don’t get a ticket for driving while impawed.” Steve joked, backing out of the parking space and then anxiously piloted the SUV onto the freeway. The steering just barely thick enough for his digits to grip. “Maybe we should have Angelica drive if she’s feeling up to it?”

Tina laughed at the pun, then smiled toothily, “No. Her wings are too tall. You shall drive us home.” To fingers pinched Angelica’s soft tail between them and pulled down its length. The sensation made the Pantheress shiver.

“But she’s the one with hands!” Steve insisted, his voice heating argumentatively. “We’re still five hours from home.”

Angelica opened her mouth to answer for herself to find her mouth stilled by a leathery pad.

“It is not only her wings that makes her an unsuitable chauffeur. Have you observed these paws? How thick they are? Could catch a foot under a pedal.” Tina laugh went dark and low as she began to pinch Angelica’s toes one by one, squeezing out each claw with huge fingers. Angelica tried to pull her paw away but Tina had completely boxed her in. Among the trio’s luggage there wasn’t much space for them to separate had they willed it. Tina rested one elbow on the folded seat, kneeling with a lazy grin on her muzzle. “Besides, we like her on her knees.”

Angelica turned her head saw that grin and below it, the tented skirt with a growing wet spot. Oh shit. Her trigger. Angelica thought in a panic. “Tina, this isn’t-oh!” Her protest cut off as something soft pressed against her cock and balls. The touching, the argument and her own helplessness had been creating a pool of arousal in the back of Angelica’s mind. With this sudden stimulation, she fell into it, clamping her thighs together to trap the soft snake like thing, Tina’s tail, and hump it against the seat.

“Bad.” Tina snickered and held up her pawhand in front of the feline nose.

Angelica’s entire vision filled with the smooth leather texture of Queen Yeen paws before it blotted out the light and the fingers enveloped her entire head. The beans of her fingers pressed against the back of her skull and the thumb rested along her jaw. Instinctively she struggled, but the grip held her fast. When her own hands grabbed hold of the massive wrist the grip squeeze hard and Angelica’s entire body froze.

“No.” Lips whispered into Angelica’s ear. “Put them down.”

“Mrrrph!” Angelica protest into the thick pad but obeyed, placing them against the seat.

“Those are injured and we don’t want to hurt them further. After all, we require their services to remove this collar from our royal neck and place it. Hee hee nak!” Tina chuckled as the tickle of her breath disappeared from Angelica ear.

“Here.” Tina breathed before Angelica felt the long warmth of a tongue lap across her throat. The jaws followed, the points of Tina’s many sharp teeth combed through her fur and dragging across her skin. Panic sparked in Angelica’s mind and a whimper slipped from her throat as her body went ridged. Her cock though, it inched further from its sheath as Tina’s teeth played Angelica’s neck like a violin.

Angelica tried to plead her surrender but all that made it past the paw was, “Mmm mmurrbmm.”

“Surrender? Whatever for? He-he. We are simply holding our favorite cat-bird and comforting her on this long journey. Since she seems stressed.” Tina whispered, shifting her other gentle pressed Angelica’s wing into a closed position, then swept her hand down the length of the spotted spine and pulling down the length of her tail. Then again. And again.

It felt good. Being pet by such a massive hand. Each stroke felt else less like Tina’s hands were outsized but instead it was Angelica who had grown small. Her jaw held shut, Angelica’s became more aware of the pawhand’s musky scent with every breath. Heavy, bold. It pressed on her mind with every stroke down her back. Impossible to escape. And why would she ever try to escape this? It felt so good.

The scent, the grip, the petting, it all mix into swirling mix of pining need in her. It rose up into her throat as rolling yowl that over powered her growling purr.

“Heh. Does our cat bird want something?” Tina growl whispered, the next stroke dipped beneath Angelica’s tail and single claw traced a path from her back door, over her fuzzy balls and up the length of her canine cock. The touch ignited her lower half in a blaze of want.

She nodded into the handpaw.

“Well perhaps we can make the trip more comfortable.” Tina laughed a high pitch “Tee-hee-nak!” That provided Angelica with little hope for release. “We shall release you but you will keep your eyes shut or we shall be displeased with our pet.

Angelica nodded again.

The paw peeled from her face and she gulped at the air. The easing of Tina’s heavy scent made her lap at nothing, as if she could capture it with her tongue. She kept her eyes closed as Tina giggled to herself amongst the sound of suitcases being unzippered.

“Ah, Ha! Yessss.” Tina cackled over the soft clack of metal.

Curiosity burbled through Angelica’s subby haze and she risked peeking over her shoulder but her black wings completely blocked her vision.

Giant hands gripped her knees, spread them and then fumbled with something for several minutes before loops of leather encircled them. Clicks followed.

Angelica squeaked as something brushed the fuzz of her balls. Her knees attempted to clench together, but the cuffs stopped the motion.

Spreader bar. It left her totally defenseless as Tina’s handpaw kneaded her balls and stroked her sheath. Her cock throbbed for attention, her hips thrusting at empty air. “Tina!” Angelica squawked in a desperate plea.

“What are you girls doing back there?” Steve called.

“Hee hee hee!” Tina laughed, casually reaching forward and engulfing Angelica head again. “Anything we desire. Drive on, we will bestow a treat upon you once we arrive home.”

Angelica found herself unable to protest further, too busy sucking on the leathery pad pressed against her lips. When the massive finger pressed past her teeth, it became her world as she suckled upon it. She mewled softly when Tina traded her finger for a rubber ball and strapped the gag to her head, sucking on it listlessly. Like a good kitty.

The buzz of a vibrator stirred her from the depths, but she could do nothing but register the softest of protests as her tail was lifted. Not that too. Its…

Thought ended as a well lubed vibe entered her back door. Its sensitizations rippling through the void of her body. She came with the recoil a gun shot.

“Good pet.” Tina giggled as the warmth of her breath caressed Angelica’s nethers in prelude to her long wet tongue.

The vib's buzz became the background of Angelica’s submerged consciousness. The touches of Tina finger and tongue brought pleasure to the empty void. She could be patient, she had no other option as the hours stretched on and Tina’s appetite for toying with her proved limitless.

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