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Allergic Reaction
🕑 Added 2020-09-30 17:35:32 +0000 UTCSneaking in on the last day of the month, the first of this round's VIP story snippets! A request for a chubby cat girl :) Enjoy! I hope!
Lenora leaned back in her chair with a long suffering sigh while pressing the tips of her fingers against her eyes. At the height of her stretch, she raised her arms and groaned when she heard tiny little popping sounds in her shoulders. And then she bent forward. Her stomach bulged into twin soft rolls as she lay her forehead against her desk. She pressed her thumb into her lower back, dragging it down hard in an attempt to ease the half-numb ache caused by her cheap chair.
Leaning back once more, she hooked her ankles. Her thick, freckled thighs pressed together as she pulled her legs apart. Another quiet pop sounded in her hips and she yawned while pinching the bridge of her nose.
A stack of books lay in the corner of her desk with one open before her, propped up on a small pillow. Various sentences were highlighted by four separate colors. A ringed notebook sat before the textbook and an old laptop was open and running on the desk to her right.
When her stomach grumbled, she glanced at the clock in the laptop's notification area and then over to the empty bottle of cold coffee - one of many she'd grabbed from the nearby convenience store before breakfast. Two more empty bottles lined the wall behind her textbook.
Just after 4 p.m., she mused while pushing her drink bottle to the back wall. Too early to eat but not too early to grab another drink.
She pushed back and the chair rolled briefly over her short carpet while she spun to the side. Once standing, she stretched up to her tiptoes with her fingers laced behind her.
Taking a step towards her door, she paused and listened. The faint sounds of the television reached her ears and she frowned.
Doesn't he have anything to study for? she asked herself.
She was aware of her roommate Tom but they didn't intersect very often. He kept to himself and she kept to herself. They mostly met each other while passing through the house they rented with their third roommate but after an awkward initial greeting, they both kept their distances and the separation grew.
Now she hesitated. Her reflection stared back at her as she eyed herself, running fingers through her shoulder-length wavy brown hair. She pulled her t-shirt down to cover the love handles at her side before looking back up.
The shirt hugged her generous chest and she could clearly see her nipples and the vague, puffy outline of her areola. She'd gone without a bra for comfort since she'd expected to be locked in her room studying all day but she'd run out of snacks and drinks earlier than expected. And she'd forgotten her roommate even existed as her upcoming exam weighed heavily on her mind.
Lenora walked to her closet to dig through the pile of clothes next to her bed. She pulled a green sweater free but tossed it aside when she realized it didn't match her blue pajama bottoms. Instead, she continued to search until she found a plain gray hoodie. She pulled it on and walked back to the mirror. It did nothing to hide the curves of her braless breasts but her nipples were far less noticeable so she nodded at her reflection and opened the door.
The television played to an empty couch. She frowned at it for a moment but walked past the living room into the kitchen. Tom stood at the counter making a sandwich. He was dressed casually in blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt. His sandy hair was tousled and his shirt was half-tucked into his jeans. She could smell the alcohol from where she stood and only just now she realized he hadn't been home the night before.
"Hey," he said with a nod.
"Hi," she replied with a sniffle. She cleared her throat while pulling the rag looped around the fridge's handle. While scanning the fridge for her drinks, hidden behind a mess of other bottles and styrofoam takeout containers, she rubbed her nose fiercely and cleared her throat. "Gah."
"You alright?" Tom asked.
"Yeah," she told him while scratching her nose. Her eyes watered and itched until she rubbed them with the back of her hand. Finally, she found her drink and grabbed it before closing the door. "Allergies are acting-"
Orange and white hairs covered Tom's shirt. He stood closer to her to grab a butter knife from the drawer and she could see it clearly. Until her eyes began to water again.
"What's that on your shirt?" she asked between sniffles.
"Wha- oh, my friend has a cat," he said. "Was at his house for a party last night and I guess the cat decided I was the one to hang out with. Not that I'm complaining. It just sat on my lap and purred the whole time and people passed me drinks."
More orange hairs covered the towel hanging from the fridge's handle. Lenora moved away from Tom while wiping her hands on her pajamas. A few hairs latched onto the fabric, high on her thigh where it met her hip.
"I'm seriously allergic to cats," she said, backstepping even further. "I- I don't suppose you'd change out of your clothes and wash them? I'm sorry. It's just-"
"Oh, no problem, sorry," he apologized in return. "I'll just finish putting my food together and change right out. Good to know about the allergy but I'm sorry I didn't know before."
"It's fine," she said, sniffling and wiping her eyes while peeking around the corner of the living room wall into the kitchen. "I didn't tell you. Thanks. For changing your clothes. I'll just- I'll just be in my room studying again. Thanks. And sorry. Thanks. Again."
She fast walked and the frayed fabric covering the inside of her thighs rubbed together until she was safely in her room with the door closed. Sitting back in her chair, she grabbed a tissue to blow her nose. She rubbed her eyes with her sleeve before snatching a second tissue to blow her nose again.
"Gah," she muttered as she popped the top of her drink to take a swig. The sugary coffee was cold on her tongue and it immediately soothed her.
The four orange hairs and single white hair clinging to her pajamas plunged into the fabric until they latched onto her skin. She scratched at them while shoving her chair forward to the desk.
A single hair, dark orange in color, slid through a pore next to the already existing hairs. Smaller hairs burst through the same pore around the central hair. Another thick hair grew inward and was immediately surrounded by another growth of ten smaller hairs. She dug her fingers into her thick thighs, dragging her fingers back and forth as the hairs continued to grow around her leg. She followed the hairs subconsciously with her nails while tapping her pen against her notebook. Her eyes scanned the textbook, locating where she'd left off so-
"Hmmm," Lenora moaned quietly when she brushed against her clit. She hadn't realized she was touching herself until she felt the tip of her finger press against the little hooded nub.
With a rueful shake of her head, she pulled her hand away until the itching intensified. It was oddly prickly and strangely pleasurable, distracting her from her reading and making her shiver. Her mouth opened reflexively while goosebumps exploded along her body, forcing her to arch her back hard enough that her enormous breasts shook against her body.
"Haaaaaa," she breathed out while pressing her legs together. She felt warm, too warm and suddenly remembered that she still wore the hoodie. She grabbed the bottom and pulled, struggling for a moment to get it over her breasts. Finally, wiggling and struggling in her seat, she yanked it free and tossed it in the general direction of the pile of her clothes.
And still the warmth pervaded her body. Her t-shirt had lifted when she struggled with the hoodie. She looked down at her belly to see the faint brown hairs standing on end on the little roll of fat around her waist. The house's heater moved the air slowly and the hairs swayed, tugging at the too-sensitive nerves beneath her skin.
"Mmmyaaaa," she moaned, reaching up behind her head to grab the back of her chair. She turned her head back and forth, rubbing her ears against the inside of her wrists.
Fine white hairs grew from from within her ear and up, spreading through the concha and up over the antihelix as it deflated and flattened, pushing at the boundaries of her ears to widen them. Bones cracked and crunched as she continued to rub her ears. They began to move, rising slowly along her skull.
"Fuaahhhh," Lenora sighed, pulling her hands back to her desk. She opened her jaw wide as her ears popped and then ground her teeth together while shaking her head. Still her ears continued to move, millimeter by millimeter.
She turned back to her desk while shaking her head one more time and her ears twisted, folding before flicking back. They were stretching now, the tips pulling into blunt points with more white hairs growing within the new expanse of skin.
With another pop, the sound of the television increased and she turned her head toward the living room with an annoyed tsk. Yet her hand slid down. Down, sliding beneath her pajamas until she reached her pubic hair. She toyed with the small patch of silky brown hairs, tugging at them gently and enjoying the way they felt with her increased sensitivity.
He should know I'm studying, she thought as gunshots sounded from the movie he watched. Her ears folded back briefly in annoyance. Tiny orange and white hairs emerged from the backs, latching onto her wavy curls like velcro when they flicked forward again.
The fingers beneath her pajamas bent, allowing her to dig her nails into the soft, plush skin around her mound. She stared sightlessly at her notes while sliding her fingers forward. And then bending them to drag them back before flattening them to push them forward again.
Stubble greeted her fingers. She sighed with pleasure when she felt the central hairs and smaller hairs against her soft fingers as well as the prickling, tickling, itching feeling of the hairs bending and being pulled.
Bones formed at the tips of her fingers, tiny nuggets of collagen and calcium phosphate over the distal phalanx of each finger. While barely larger than a grain of sand, a ligament grew in place, connecting the new bones to the existing ones. The ligament stretched as the new bones lengthened vertically. They pushed against her fingernails, folding them lengthwise while forcing them to curve. They cracked as they were reformed and keratin flowed outward to fill the gaps while strengthening her nails until they were dense and sharp.
She bent her fingers and the ligaments stretched, forcing her new claws forward.
"Mmmmnyaaaaaa," she moaned while her laryngeal muscles twitched in her throat and vibrated into a deep purr.
The webbing between her fingers slid upwards as orange and cream-colored hairs grew from the thin skin. Her eyes fluttered when the scattered hairs brushed against the thick fur growing over her mound and the purr grew louder. She leaned her head back with her eyes closed.
Lenora's hand slid further and she opened her thighs to touch herself. She was wet already and she rubbed her the clear lubricant over the fur covering her labia and inner thighs and while sliding her bare feet back and forth against the floor.
Her gums began to ache, forcing her to grind her teeth together. Her brow knit momentarily until her hand distracted her. Her claws dragged against her skin and she jerked with a hiss. The girl flexed her hands and her claws pulled back, the roots hiding amongst the fur spreading up from her webbing and over her fingers.
Completely distracted from studying, she pushed her chair back and raised her right leg, settling her heel on the desk without concern for the notes she scattered with the movement.
Flesh split in the middle of her top lip. It was bloodless, starting with a small crack in her skin and expanding. Wisps of hair emerged around the pink edges of her lips. They lengthened and spread, growing into short, velvety white hairs until they reached the line leading from the split in her lip to the tip of her nose. Holes opened above her top lip in perfect rows. She rubbed at her face with the palm of her hand, leaning her head back with her eyes closed once more.
Lenora couldn't help but lick her hand as she rubbed her face. Her clear whiskers widened the holes above her lip and she shivered when they dragged against her palm, needling into soft flesh that began to bubble outward along her fingers and the palm itself, the rosy flesh brightening to pink as the skin expanded into her paw pads.
Her tongue dragged against the padding and up between the webbing and against the soft fur now covering her hands. Clawlike hooks took root at the back of her tongue as it flexed and swirled. She purred loudly as they marched forward until they caught her fur on her hand.
A new instinct formed deep within her brain. She bent forward to her outstretched leg and dragged her tongue before freezing with a quiet little hiss and a confused look on her face. She sat up, smacking her lips before clawing at her leg, flexing the ligament to push her claws forward in order to tear at the pajamas and reveal bare, chubby thighs streaked with orange and white fur.
"Yesssss," she hissed, bending once more to clean her fur. She jerked when her rough tongue lashed against bare skin but fur was spreading quickly and she busied herself in her impromptu bath until she sat back, satisfied with her little bout of washing.
But I should be- I should be doing something, she thought to herself, staring at the desk.
The girl's brown eyes narrowed as she looked over at her laptop. The round pupils trembled and compressed further into an elongated vertical oval. Her head began to throb, with pressure rather than pain but it made thinking difficult. New cells formed behind her retinas while her brown eyes began to lighten to the color of softened caramel. The cells spread and her eyes shined for a brief moment when a car turned in the street outside her window, it's headlights shining off of the tapetum lucidum now in place beneath her retinas.
"Wha- whatami-" she mumbled as the room spun around her.
She felt overheated and dizzy. She dragged her hand from beneath her pajamas to claw at her shirt but the scent of her pussy made her purr instead. She raised her hand to her mouth to clean it, washing it with her rough tongue while her other hand tore through her shirt like paper. She snapped the thicker fabric of the neck and the shirt draped behind her, trapped momentarily between her back and the chair.
An inverted triangle of thick, creamy orange fur spread out from the band of her pajamas. She rocked her hips slowly back and forth in the chair while lifting her thighs in small motions as her tongue slipped between her padding and webbing, licking every drop of her cum she could find.
"Gooooood," she moaned, slamming her head back while shoving her chest forward. Her heavy breasts shook against her chest before settling and flattening against her. Orange stubble covered the tops of her breasts, just where they began to bulge outward.
A hot spike drilled into her brain and she yowled quietly while clawing at her throat. And down, massaging her breasts as the stubble grew into fur and began to spread, creeping down along the sweat-soaked valley between her tits and around their excessive curves. She grinded her teeth as dentin dragged her canines into fangs, forcing her lips to bulge around them.
Her pussy ached as the spike was hammered deeper into her brain.
"Cock," she moaned, dragging her claws against her lips. Her whiskers trembled over the white fur as they too began to spread and orange hairs mixed in before consuming them completely while marching along her jaw and cheeks. "Fuuuuuck I fucking need to be fuuuuuuuuucked! FUUUCK!"
Lenora opened her mouth until it cracked and she yowled loudly again. The sound was dragged out of her and she was powerless to stop it as her swollen sex burned between her thighs.
The girl turned in her chair and fell heavily. The paunch of her belly bulged lightly beneath her as she arched her back and clawed the floor while rolling her hips.
Dil- dildo, she thought through the static filling her mind. She knew she had one. Three of them, in fact. It was just that she couldn't move.
The young woman raised her ass and yowled again, desperate to be filled. She reached under herself to rub her pussy. Her claws pushed forward through the surrounding fur to slice through her pajamas and panties until she flexed to push them back. Her pussy bulged through the gap she made, the swollen, reddened lips almost hidden between slick fur.
"Fuuuuck!" she screamed before trying again but her words cracked into yet another ear-splitting yowl.
A fist pounded on the door as she tried to crawl to her bed. Her lightly furred cheeks burned as bones stretched the flesh, pulling her face forward slowly but the pain was swallowed by the heat pounding through her body. She tried to touch herself but it felt like nothing. Worse than nothing. It teased her and made her even more desperate. The fist pounded faster as she hissed in frustration.
Tiny bright points of electricity flared along her chest and belly. She dropped to the floor, squirming and rubbing the fur and bare skin while still raising her ass.
"What the fuck is that noise?!" Tom yelled from outside her room.
Tom! She managed to think. Tom, fuck, yes, Tom, fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!
She yowled again, even louder than before and strings of cum dripped from her pussy, latching onto fur and the carpet beneath her. Her claws tore chunks of the carpet free. She could feel a dull throbbing from the joints of her toes but it was distant from her need to mate.
"I'm- I'm coming in!" Tom yelled while turning the knob.
Lenora drooled while raising her ass higher and waving it.
"Yo, what the fuck! Len- Lenora? What the fuck-"
"Toooooooooom," she yowled while spreading her thick, furry thighs. She reached a hand beneath her to spread herself open with her fingers in a frenzied attempt to entice him into fucking her.
"What the fuck," he said more quietly, one hand on the desk. She bowed her head until an invisible hand grabbed her spine and yanked, forcing her to raise her ass higher. Her breasts hung heavily beneath her, covered beneath a heavy pelt of orange and white hairs. "Is that- is that fur? What the fuck? What the hell is this?"
She turned and he backed away with a gasp as her eyes grew to narrow slits. Her wide hips wiggled a second before she launched herself, tackling Tom and forcing him to the ground. He opened his mouth to protest but she kissed him while grinding against his hips, shoving painfully hard down onto his pants. Her claws latched onto his head while she kissed him deeply, her rough tongue twisting against his.
Another yowl was forced from her chest, forward through her mouth. She raised her body while clawing at his chest before nuzzling against his neck.
"Get. The fuck. Offa me!" he yelled, pushing at her.
"Please, Tom, please, please fuck me, please, you dontknowwhatitslike please. Pleaaaaaoooooooowwwwwl!"
"Jesus Christ, your fac-uh!"
He grunted as she shoved hard, pushing at the band of his pants to try and expose the erection she'd forced by rubbing his cock. Her pussy dripped freely, soaking his belly while she tried to push the tip of his cock inside of her.
"D- don't-" he grunted and pushed and she rolled away onto all fours with a hiss until she jack-knifed and yowled again, pressing her chest to the carpet while her ass trembled.
"Nuh- need. Cock. Fuck. Fuck!" she moaned, once more trying to finger herself in full view of the man behind her. The wet sounds of her pussy slapping against the pink padding lining her palm filled the room. It was impossible to think past the lust that consumed her. Nothing else mattered more than being pumped full of cum until she was full of his litter. The animalistic instinct was overpowering.
"Juh- Jesus," Tom said, staring at the girl while massaging his cock through his pants. He swallowed and tried to look at her face but found himself drawn back to the tear on the seat of her pajamas and the quivering lips of her pussy every time she slapped her finger inside. "God. Damn. Are you- uhh. Are you sure?"
Rather than answer, she crawled backwards and shoved herself against him, twerking her spread ass cheeks up and down to rub her exposed pussy against his cock. Tom placed his hands on her to steady her but found himself squeezing and kneading her plump ass instead. He could feel her hot cum soaking through his pants and underwear.
"Rrrraaaaaaaawwwwlllllll!" Lenora yowled while clawing at the carpet again.
Joints popped in her feet when muscles and ligaments strained. She stretched her toes out, lowering her chest to the floor while sliding her legs to the side of the man behind her. Her toenails lifted and bent as bony growths formed beneath the skin. The girl angled her toes to push them against the floor. They bit into the padding beneath the carpet as they curved into sharp, exposed claws. Scattered white hairs burst through the skin between her toes as orange hairs emerged from the top of her feet, spreading up to mix with the fur already grown down to her ankles as her feet widened and lengthened to bear her full weight comfortably on her toes.
Tom spread his fingers and slid his thumb dumb, brushing her asshole before reaching further to her pussy. Lenora hissed and trembled beneath his touch while he caressed the swollen lips.
"Fuck," he whispered, mesmerized. He unzipped himself with his other hand and pulled his jeans and underwear down.
The man's cock slapped against Lenora's pussy, spattering the both of them with her cum. As crazed as she was before, the feel of a male's dick against her drove her mad. She grabbed for him while slamming her ass back but he avoided her and pressed his dick down, dragging the head through the wet fur until it parted her lips.
She jerked, bending her spine in sharp movements while opening her mouth to scream. But no sound escaped her lips as her vertically slit eyes widened to full black circles. Her ears canted backwards and she made fists with her fingers.
"Guh- guh- guh-" she stuttered, trying to form thoughts as the muscles within her sex gripped the male's cock like a vise.
Something cracked within her hips. He felt the snap against his cock and the fingertips he had clenched against her thick ass. Tom groaned while pushing until his crotch touched her ass.
"So. Goddamn. Tight." he grunted, pulling back and watching her inner lips seal themselves against him. "Fucking. Jesus."
Just before he pulled completely out, he shoved back in and her silence finally broke. She yowled and shoved back, clapping her ass hard enough against him that he slid backwards an inch. She fucked him without waiting for him to do the work, pounding back into him while he tried, and failed, to establish a rhythm.
Orange and white fur lifted low on her back, just above the band of her pajamas. He focused on it in an attempt to delay his impending orgasm and was shocked to see the lump squirming. Skin stretched, bare for a moment as fuzz grew from pores and lengthened into proper hairs. The wide, rounded tip of her tail, almost as thick as his wrist, writhed against her back. He reached for it tentatively and it evaded his touch until he snatched at it.
"FUUUUUCK!" Lenora screamed, bucking against him as he gripped her tail tightly. She spasmed and stuttered with a strange cackling sound while her pussy clenched against his cock in waves. Her orgasm overpowered her for a moment but she pushed through it and continued shoving back. "More! MORE!"
The tail lengthened in Tom's grasp, sliding against his hand while he held the base tightly. He tugged on it and watched his roommate squirm so he pulled hard while clawing at her ass with his other hand. She froze and mewled piteously, overcome with the sensations and he used the chance to take control, slamming into her while using her tail as an anchor.
When she came a second time, he found himself struggling to hold back. She was tighter than any woman he'd fucked before but it was the frantic fervor and absolute abandonment of propriety that turned him on more than he'd expected. She was filled with nothing but depravity and the desire for his cock and it was an incredible aphrodisiac.
"I'm. Cuh- coming," he grunted, shoving deeper and deeper inside.
"Yes! YES! Inside! INSIDE!" she screamed, reaching back as if to hold him in place.
Tom pushed into her while hugging her waist and digging his hands into the fur low on her belly. His fingers brushed against teats surrounded by soft fur as he finally gave into the release. She froze but purred incredibly loud as he swelled within her, unloading his cum deep into her womb.
"FUUUUAAWWWRRRLLLL!" Lenora yowled as she came once more. Her hips jerked erratically while her pussy milked Tom's cum until he collapsed against her, pulling her to her side.
She panted, her chest heaving as they both slowly calmed down and he shrunk. Despite the heat lessening within her, she moaned sadly when slipped out of her.
"Oh god," Lenora groaned. She tried to move but found she could barely even twitch her muscles. "Oh god. Oh god. Something's wrong. What- what did I-"
"Sorry," Tom panted. He reached over her and she arched her back with a gasp as his fingers dug into the fur on her chubby belly. "Sorry."
"Nuh- no," she moaned, twisting in his grasp as if to force his hand into different spots. "I- I can almost- Something happened. My fault. I couldn't think straight."
"Sorry," he said again, bending to nibble at her neck.
"I'm guh- good now," she said, bending her head to the side to allow him more access. "Thank god. That was- that was- Damn. I can- I can think at least-"
"Sorry," Tom growled once more while rocking his hips into her.
"What are you-" she started to say.
His cum-drench cock slid between her legs and her narrow eyes widened when he pulled back. Tiny spikes dragged against her sensitive skin and fur.
"Sorrrrrrrry," the man growled, biting harder in her neck. She felt sharp teeth dig into her skin and an instinct froze her in place as he rolled her to her stomach.
Tom's cock hardened and then continued to grow, forcing her legs apart as the red skin bulged beneath the penile spines.
"I- I-" Lenora tried to say but the heat was returning, fogging her mind. She pushed back while hanging her head and his teeth clenched harder. "I caaaaawwwwwwl!"
Panting. Trembling. Raising her ass and trying to force his cock inside of her once more, she lost herself to the heat again. Welcomed it as he raked her womb and his black fur grew over his chest to cling to the orange and cream fur on her back.
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"Heyo, I'm home!" Katerina called out, lifting her leg to remove her shoe.
The house was oddly quiet. As if it held its breath for her. She glanced around curiously but walked through the mud room into the kitchen and the living room.
"Is that-?" she asked herself quietly, sniffing the air.
It smelled like sex but she knew that wasn't possible. Shaking her short, red hair, she turned left in the hallway and walked to her room. Lenora would be studying and Tom would probably be sleeping off his hangover. She had friends coming over to visit and hang out in her room so she planned to leave the two alone while she cleaned up.
The furred pair slid from Lenora's room on silent padding, slinking through the hallway until they reached the room opposite.
A surprised shout turned to restrained moans that slowly grew more enthusiastic until Katerina was mewling and caterwauling with the insane need to be pumped full of cum.
Her phone buzzed from where it'd fallen on the floor beside her bed. A single text message appeared briefly: Hey, Kat! The girls and I will be there in a couple hours. Do we need to bring anything?
