A New Life Pt. 04
Vance rose from the blissful numbness of sleep, into the harsh light of reality. Pain wracked the back of his skull. Slowly, through bleary eyes, the room around him began to come into focus. He was sitting in a chair, and judging by how he couldn't move, he must have been tied to it. But how had he...
Myrr. Katie! BASEBALL BAT!
Oh, thank the stars! Myrr's voice spoke directly to his head. For a minute, I...I thought I'd...
What happened? he thought back to her, groggily.
I was hoping you could tell me that.
Vance's head had fallen forward while he'd been out, making the floor all he could see, but a shadow flitting across the carpet told him he wasn't alone. He waited, not moving -- barely even daring to breathe -- until whatever was casting the shadow turned and left.
"I swear I just saw that thing move." The voice was feminine, but Vance didn't recognize it.
"That thing is my friend!" Vance immediately recognized that one as Katie.
Cautiously, Vance raised his head just enough to see his surroundings. He was in Katie's living room, and sure enough his ankles had been tied to the legs of one of her dining room chairs. His wrists were likewise bound behind him.
Vance, tell me what's going on! Myrr commanded him.
I...I'm still at Katie's place. There's someone here I've never met before. I've been tied up!
Are you all right?
She hit my head. It hurts like hell, but I think I'll be fine.
"Has your friend always been a cat monster?"
Vance turned his head to look at Katie's kitchen, where he saw his friend standing with the red haired woman who had brained him earlier.
Katie looked at him, and Vance quickly closed his eyes and let his head hang again.
"No," she admitted.
"I watched that thing try to fucking rape you," said the red haired woman. "I heard it say it was going to kidnap you!"
"Not kidnap," Katie whispered uncertainly. "Only if I asked him too."
The red haired woman laughed spitefully. "And you think it would have taken no for an answer?"
"Look, I don't know what's going on," Katie argued with a shake of her head, "but I've been friends with Vance since we were kids. I know him. And that thing out there...whatever the hell it is...it really is Vance. I can just tell!"
Okay, I have your location, thought Myrr. Stay calm. I'm on my way!
Vance almost jumped in surprise. What? No! Stay at the ship! It's not safe!
Of course it's not safe! Do you expect me to leave you there alone? Hold on, I'll be there soon.
Suddenly, a burning rage exploded through their connection, so powerful that it made Vance gasp in horror -- and both women spun to face him.
"It's awake!" the red haired one exclaimed.
"Blair, wait!" yelled Katie.
But Blair ignored her, charging into the room and grabbing her baseball bat off the floor. She wound it back for a grand slam, and Vance could tell she wasn't just putting on a show. One wrong move -- if Vance so much as twitched his whiskers at the wrong time -- she wouldn't hesitate to splatter his brains all over the living room carpet.
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you," she said in a low, dangerous voice.
"I haven't done a damn thing to you!" Vance protested, wishing he didn't sound so timid. He was the shapeshifting cat creature here. He had pheromones and psychic powers to influence other people. So why was he the one scared shitless?
"I heard you back there!" Blair screamed into his face, making his sensitive cat ears ring. "You're trying to lure Katie out somewhere and...and rape her or something!"
Despite the danger he was in, Vance couldn't help but sit up straight in indignation when he heard that. "Excuse me? Katie is one of my best friends! I'd never do anything like that to her!"
Blair pointed the bat at his face. "Katie is not your friend. You are not Vance. You're a freak from another planet who--"
"Blair!" Katie interrupted. "That's enough!"
"Don't tell me you believe this load of horse shit," Blair yelled, turning on her. "Do you really think you could know Vance for as long as you did, and not realize he was a fucking cat monster?"
"And what if it is him?"
"So what if it is? I just watched it come in our front door and try to strip you naked without so much as asking your permission!"
Katie's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she looked into Vance's eyes. "I...he did say he would stop if I wanted him to."
Blair froze. "And you...didn't stop him?"
Katie winced as if she'd been slapped. "I don't know what came over me. It was like he...he had gotten in my head somehow. Having sex with him was the only thing I could think about."
"So he put you under mind control. I feel sooo much better!"
"Blair, don't be ridiculous!"
"DoN't bE rIdIcUlOuS," the red haired woman mimicked, "she says while a cat monster is tied up in her living room."
Well, this isn't going at all like I imagined it, Vance thought. Myrr? Are you almost here?
No answer. Panic began to make his heart beat faster.
"We have no idea who or what this is, or what it's trying to do," Blair asserted. "What if it wanted to impregnate you and you had, like, monster kittens clawing their way out of your belly? We need to kill it!"
"Can I at least explain what's going on?" Vance asked tentatively.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Blair screamed.
"We are not killing him!" Katie yelled. "Look, I...I'll call the police, okay? They'll take him away. Will that satisfy you?"
Shit! thought Vance.
"Oh yeah, they'll drag it away to some underground lab and do experiments on it for the rest of its life -- and you too!"
Katie took a step back. "Me?"
"It's had its hands all over you, dummy! They'll want to make sure you don't, like, start growing a tail or something!"
"Actually," said Vance, "that wouldn't happen until I--"
Blair raised the baseball bat and Vance's voice trailed off...but the vicious glare on Blair's face didn't fade.
"Katie?" she asked softly. "You know I love you, right?"
Vance's ears perked up at that. Had he just heard what he thought he'd heard?
"Of course I do!" Katie shot back.
No way! he thought. Katie? She's a...no fucking way!
Blair looked guiltily down at the floor. "Then you know I can't risk letting anything hurt you. Ever. I'm sorry, Katie, but..."
Vance and Katie's eyes widened with surprise at the same time, but neither could do anything as Blair raised with the bat for as powerful a blow as possible, and--
CRASH!
The front door was smashed to pieces! As tiny splinters rained down in the living room, all three of the occupants spun to look -- Vance tipping his chair over in his haste.
There in the doorway was a massive, hulking shadow.
"What the fu--" Blair said, but her words were drowned out when the thing outside let out a deafening, beastial ROAR!
Blair fainted, falling to the floor with a thud. Katie managed to stay conscious, but she covered her mouth in a vain attempt to hold in her high pitched squeal. The floor shook as the beast stepped inside, and a foot the size of Vance's head came down a few inches away from where he lay. No, not a foot, he realized.
A paw -- covered in gray fur.
"Myrr?" he asked in astonishment.
Craning his head back, he got his first good look at the thing. Standing at least seven and a half feet tall, its muscles were visible even beneath the fur. A long tail lashed back and forth behind it, and a feline face -- more like a panther than a housecat -- bared fangs as long as Vance's fingers.
It was Myrr. There was nobody else on earth it could be. But...what had happened to it? Judging by the thick, long cock that hung from between its legs, Myrr was in its -- or his, rather -- male form. But Vance had seen Myrr as a male before. He grew more muscular in his masculine shape, yes, but nothing like this monstrosity!
Myrr regarded the unconscious woman on the floor, then turned its savage eyes on Katie. It snarled at her, flexing claws as thick as railroad spikes. Katie whimpered and slid down the wall until she was sitting on the floor.
"Myrr?" Vance yelled. "Myrr, stop!"
Myrr ignored him, stepping closer to tower over Katie. Vance struggled against his bonds. What had they tied him with? He doubted that Katie and Blair would have any rope just lying around the house, at least not real rope. Twisting his neck around, he caught a glimpse of a ratchet strap. The girls were resourceful...unfortunately.
Focusing on his new powers, Vance shifted into his male form. His muscles swelled -- though nowhere close to what Myrr's had become -- and he strained against his bonds. The strap groaned from the exertion, but gave no sign of breaking.
In front of him, Myrr raised his hand, claws bared, and lashed out at Katie. The young woman screamed, ducking her head between her knees, and the attack passed scarcely half an inch above her head, tearing a huge chunk right out of the wall behind her.
"Myrr, don't!" Vance yelled, but again it was like the massive feline...thing...couldn't even hear him. He heaved again, fighting with all his strength to tear his arms apart from each other. Faintly, he could hear the sound of threads popping. One by one, and then he would be free -- in about a day.
"Myrr!" he cried again. No response.
While Katie sobbed, Myrr grabbed her by the neck and lifted her off the floor. He bared his teeth, thick strings of drool oozing from his gums, and...
DAMN IT, MYRR! CUT IT OUT RIGHT NOW! Vance thought desperately.
To Vance's surprise, Myrr actually paused. His ears twitched as if he'd heard something, then ponderously turned his head to look at Vance -- while Katie continued to choke and gag in its hand.
Myrr? Vance thought hopefully.
VAAAA...VAAAAANCE... Myrr thought back slowly, as if the words were difficult to form in his mind. HURRRRT?
Yes, its me! I'm okay! You dont have to hurt anyone, so just put Katie down!
KAAAAAY...TEEEEEE?
Myrr turned to look at Katie again, whose face was beginning to turn purple, and cocked his head.
Then he growled again.
HURRRT...VAAANCE! he thought, and Vance could feel the anger rising back up inside him. MUSSSST...KILLLLL!
Myrr, dont! Please!
But whatever chance he had gained, it was too late. He could only watch as Myrr drew Katie closer to his mouth, jaws open wide to tear her throat out. But just before those teeth closed...
"Let her go!"
Blair appeared as if out of nowhere, baseball bat in her hands once again. Myrr spun, but wasn't fast enough to keep from taking a full force swing to the face.
Myrr dropped Katie and retreated a step -- but only a step. With new fury burning in his mind, he glared at Blair and let out a roar so loud that the living room pictures shook and fell from the walls. Blair, showing more courage than Vance would have ever expected, stood her ground and held the bat out in front of her like a sword -- though she was shaking so much that that bat almost seemed to vibrate.
Myrr knocked the bat out of her hands with a swipe of his paw. It struck the wall in five different places, Myrr's claws having sliced through the metal like tissue paper. As the furious Feln advanced on Blair, an idea occurred to Vance. It was a long shot, stupidly long, but he didn't see anything else he could do...
He shifted into his female form and strained her pheromones like she never had before.
Her scent immediately flooded the room and Myrr, who was half a second from cleaving Blair in two, froze. He raised his head, sniffing the air, and turned to look at Vance.
SMELLLLL...VAAANCE... he thought to her.
Vance nodded encouragingly to him, hardly able to believe her plan was working. Myrr had sent his hormones into overdrive to be able to transform humans into Feln like him. That meant that his urge to mate was nearly impossible to ignore -- Vance knew only too well, having felt them firsthand.
And now, with Vance's female scent filling the room like a cloud of pure arousal, Myrr's cock began to twitch.
Come and get it, Myrr, she thought to her mate. I'm all yours and...
Her own arousal hit her like a truck, and Vance's eyes zeroed in on the big, veiny manhood hanging between Myrr's legs -- and which was growing larger and thicker with every breath he took of her scent.
...and by God, I need that inside me!
Myrr lumbered over, the fur that had been raised in his anger settling back to lie smooth on his body. He knelt down and, with gentleness that belied the size of his savage claws, cut the straps holding Vance to the chair. Vance lunged forward, ignoring the chafing on her wrists and ankles, and threw her arms around Myrr.
"I don't know what happened to you," she whispered into his ear, unsure if Myrr could even understand her, "but I know you're still in there. Let's see if we can get you calmed down."
With that, she kissed her mate, pressing her body against his. Her breasts tingled with pleasure as her nipples rubbed against the silky softness of Myrr's fur. Myrr's arousal grew, and Vance purred when she felt his cock rise and harden in the gap between her legs. Breaking the kiss, she bent her knees slightly so that her pussy was touching it. Myrr's eyes lit up with anticipation. Vance could feel his excitement through their mental connection, the pleasure sending little electric jolts from his brain to hers.
"Mmm," she hummed as she slid herself back and forth across the hard, fleshy rod. She was already so wet she couldn't stand it, Myrr's pheromones mixing her own to rile them both up to their breaking point. "You and me...we never got the chance to change places, did we? I got fucked by Troy, but I've been dying to feel my mate's dick inside me..."
Myrr began to breathe harder.
"Sliding in and out of me..."
Their hearts were galloping, both keeping pace perfectly with the other's.
"God, Myrr!" It was like a fire burning in Vance's core. "I...I need to taste you!"
She couldn't hold herself back a second longer! Pulling away from her mate's embrace, Vance dropped to her knees. There, standing tall and proud right in front of her face, was Myrr's cock. Without a moment's hesitation, Vance pressed her tongue against it, and licked it all the way from the base to the tip. A bead of milky precum rose from the tip, and Vance licked it up. The salty taste seemed to explode on her tongue, sending shivers of pleasure through her entire body. Myrr shivered too -- and then grabbed Vance's head with both hands!
"Wha--" Vance began to say, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Myrr thrust her cock into it. It filled Vance's mouth, and she almost choked on it when it touched the back of her throat. But then, being less than an inch away from her mate, her nose was filled with her musk even more than ever. That, along with the taste of flesh and precum in her mouth, sent a wave of pleasure through Vance's body that was so strong that she...she...
"Mmmmrrrrrrggggg!" she moaned around the dick in her mouth as an orgasm ripped through her like a lightning bolt. Her mind went blank, but somewhere in the void of pleasure she could feel herself squirt her pleasure all over Katie's living room carpet.
The orgasmic fog quickly cleared, but Vance's lust was burning even stronger than before. Eager for another, she embraced her role as the woman and began bobbing her head up and down on Myrr's manhood, swirling her tongue around and around it as she did.
Myrr let out a deep, animalistic growl of approval. His cock twitched in Vance's mouth, and she tasted more of his fluid ooze into her mouth. It was, she realized in a flash, the most delicious thing she ever tasted.
And she wanted more!
Sitting up straighter, Vance took all but the very tip of Myrr's rod out of her mouth -- she kept her lips wrapped around the head, eagerly awaiting her reward -- and took hold of her breasts, one in each hand. Pulling them to the sides, she scooted closer to Myrr, and then pressed them around his cock. Her soft, plump breasts squeezed Myrr's dick in a way that made Myrr instinctively buck his hips. He was close. Vance didn't need a mental connection to know that.
With her saliva and his precum coating it, Myrr's cock was nice and lubricated. As Vance ran her tongue in energetic circles around the head, she raised her breasts up a few inches, then slid them back down again. A purr rumbled in her chest when she felt his cock twitch again. She raised them, then lowered them, then up, then down, matching the rhythm of their heartbeats. Myrr's breathing began to come harder and faster in between growls and grunts of pleasure. Vance tightened her lips around the head, milking him for all he was worth, until...
It took Vance by surprise. For half a second, Myrr's cock felt like it was expanding even more -- and then what felt like a tidal wave of his seed gushed into her mouth. It quickly filled her mouth, and without taking out the cock she hurried to swallow it before the next load came.
Oh...my...God! she thought, her eyes rolling back in her head as her second orgasm exploded inside if her. It's soooooo gooooood!
Finally, after what felt simultaneously like an eternity and also not nearly long enough, both of their orgasms ended. Vance let Myrr's softening dick fall out of her mouth, a ropey string of cum stretching between her and it, and sat back to catch her breath. Myrr seemed to be in the same boat, leaning heavily against the wall, gasping for breath.
And then he began to shrink.
Like the Hulk turning back into Bruce Banner, Myrr's bulging muscles began to deflate, receding into themselves. In a matter of seconds, the enormous monstrosity that had broken into Katie's house was gone, replaced by a much more reasonably sized male Feln. Myrr let out a long sigh of relief and sat down on the floor.
"Myrr?" Vance asked, tentatively crawling toward her mate on her hands and knees. "Are...Are you okay?"
Myrr opened his eyes and smiled lovingly at Vance. "I'm fine, thanks to you. Or, at least I'm better than I was before."
"What the hell happened?" Vance asked.
"Battleform," Myrr said, closing his eyes and resting his head against the wall. "It's another form we Feln can take, sort of an extension of our male forms. When we or our families are in trouble, we can become stronger to eliminate the threat. But it also amplifies our testosterone to make us more aggressive."
"That's an understatement," muttered Vance.
"It's not supposed to be this bad. It's the hormones. I didn't anticipate how they would affect me in this form. It went far, far beyond what it should have done, and..."
Myrr glanced guiltily at where Katie and Blair were still lying on the floor, staring boggle eyed at the two of them in complete and total bewilderment.
"Are you two okay?" Vance asked, turning around to face them and sit cross legged beside her mate.
Katie shared a look with Blair, them slowly nodded. "What...What the fuck is going on, Vance?"
Vance sighed, hanging her head. "I guess I didn't explain it that well, did I? Sorry. Katie, this is--"
"Stop!" Blair yelled, pointing an accusing finger at the two feline lovers. "Before you say another word, prove tous that you're actually Vance!"
Vance paused. How was she supposed to do that? She could tell them who she was as much as she wanted -- she could even put up her psychic disguise again -- but none of that was going to be enough for Blair.r"
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