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A TF Story involving themes of submissiveness, hesitancy, lustful abandon, and intimate moments shared between a small and large cat.

Enjoy :3 ", "writing": "``Third day into the week, though, it feels like I've been here months.'' The assistant said as he entered the doors.\n\nHe picked up this internship on a whim, someone reaching out to him regarding some project he worked on back in college. He doesn't remember which one exactly, but he's willing to not look a gift horse in the mouth if it means a steady paying job, and benefits. \n\nThough, he's not used to small companies. He knows he needs to make a good impression with his coworkers. He's not about to mess that up. Luckily, throughout his first few days, the superior he's been assigned to has been giving him a warm welcome. Aside from introducing him to the other people around the office, he's been awfully friendly for someone who's supposed to oversee him. \n\nThe assistant has messed up a couple times already, but his superior has been shaking it off without a second thought. That, and he's been pulling some fast ones on him the whole week so far. Every time they're alone, he's said something off.\n\n``Lookin' good today!''\n\n``Nice pants, little tight though.''\n\nCourse, the assistant has tried shaking these things off, but when he went to see his superior to check in today, something else happened...\n\nHe grabbed his behind.\n\nAlthough no one was looking, it was still embarrassing to the assistant, but as he walked away to go sit at his desk, he couldn't help but noticing that this somehow... turned him on. \n\nHe sat down in his desk. Face red as a beet, and secretly tried to hide the fact that blood was rushing to his nether regions. \n\nHe didn't like guys, at least, he didn't think he did. Not like his boss was a bad looking dude either. He was taller than him, by a good 6 inches in height. He was bigger than him, more toned, but retaining that youthful, soft face that was not only friendly, but... even a little bit cute. \n\nNo, what is he saying?! He can't think that way, this is a professional workplace, and he shouldn't be thinking about these kinds of things, especially with his superior!\n\nHe tries to remove the thoughts from his mind, focusing on the work he has to do for the day. Plenty of papers to file, plenty of things to sign, plenty of spreadsheets to fill out. \n\nAs the hours drone on, it's harder and harder for him to focus on these things. His mind keeps wandering back to his superior. Grabbing his butt. Nobody's ever done that to him before, but it's not like he's a bad looking guy, he's a little bottom heavy, but he's certainly not fat. \n\nHe's got a clean face, and he takes care of himself. But nobody's ever... grabbed his ass before.\n\nHis computer lights up with a notification. As he looks over to it, a slight pit in his stomach forms. It's from his superior.\n\nHey, I need to talk to you in my office during lunch.\n\nHe stops to think, should he respond to that? If he didn't that would be unprofessional. If he did, he'd have to sit with him all break. He feels his face flush with heat. Is it nervousness? Or is it... \n\nHe looks down, the front of his pants tenting up...\n\nIt's something more... it's a crush.\n\nBefore he can think, he sees his own response appear on the screen.\n\nI'm not in trouble, am I?\n\nThe screen refreshes again with another response.\n\nOh no, I just need to talk to you about your job is all, nothing to be worried about. You brought you own lunch, right?\n\nThe assistant now in control of himself, starts typing again.\n\nYeah, I did.\n\nAnother response.\n\nGood, I'll see you in 10.\n\nHe sits back in his chair; a light wave of relief passes through his body. Well, at least he's not in trouble, but now, as those indecent thoughts creep inside of his head, all he can do is wait. \n\nTime ticks by slowly, as people start to get up and leave to go to their lunch breaks. Some people give friendly goodbyes, and the assistant attempts to keep their composure as the room slowly empties.\n\nSoon enough, everyone is gone, and the door to his superior's office opens.\n\n``You're still good for our meeting?'' He asks, his soft, yet husky voice echoes through the office. \n\n``Y..yeah, I'm all set.'' The assistant responds. Getting up from his chair. He sheepishly walks to the office, before stopping and walking to the fridge, grabbing his lunch from inside. \n\nHe takes a breath to himself, he's walking into the belly of the beast now, no need to be scared, he knows he's not in trouble. But he's got a feeling in the pit of his chest, that things aren't what they seem. \n\nThe superior holds the door for him open, and the assistant enters. The room is a nice looking office, opaque windows block the view to the office, this room is completely isolated from the rest of the building. \n\nAside the desk is a couple brown leather chairs, and a nice leather sofa sitting against the wall, the coffee table sitting in front of it donned with gold painted frills. Looks fancy, but it most likely isn't. \n\n``Hey, uh... I'm sorry if I've ever came of as intimidating this week.'' The superior says, putting a hand behind his head.\n\n``It's been a while since we've had a new hire, and I'm still a little rusty at welcoming them. The higher ups haven't allowed us to make any major staffing adjustments, but at least the internship pays right?''\n\nThe soft clink of the door locking echoes through the room amongst the fan running in the corner. They're locked, in, and they're alone... The assistant tries to keep his cool.\n\n``It's... it's alright.'' The assistant responds, keeping his hands to himself as he looks around the room. ``I'm happy to just be a part of the company.''\n\nAs he finishes his sentence, he looks up and locks eyes with his superior. For a moment, his heart stops a beat. His superior giving him a grin like he knows what's going through his head. \n\n``You seem tense.'' The superior says, walking up to him. As he approaches, the assistant catches a whiff of his cologne he's wearing. It's, fiery, lively, with a hint of something soothing and sweet. \n\nHe's never smelled a cologne like that before... but... he likes it. It's like it was made for him.\n\nCatching himself, he stops, before responding again.\n\n``Apologies, yes, it's been quite a week, sir.'' He manages to squeak out.\\\n\n``Please, enough with the formalities. Call me Renn.'' He says, coyly. \n\n``Uh... okay.'' The assistant says.\n\n``So, it's been a pretty busy week huh?'' Renn says, with a smirk.\n\n``Y...yes. It has.'' The assistant says, avoiding eye contact. His heart feeling like it's going to pound out of his chest. \n\n``It usually gets easier the more time you spend here.'' Renn walks over to his desk, rifling through the drawers before revealing a decanter and two glasses.\n\n``How about a drink?'' He asks.\n\n``Are you sure we should be doing that?'' The assistant asks.\n\n``It's lunch time, I'm not asking you to get shitfaced with me... little guy.'' He responds with a warm smile.\n\nWait... did he just call him... little guy?\n\nHe holds a hand to his chest, his heart beating faster. Did... did he like that?\n\n``So, what do you say?'' Renn asks again, pouring some amber liquid into a glass.\n\n``Oh... um... sure.'' The assistant responds, holding out his hand. \n\nRenn walks around the desk, and hands the Assistant a glass, for a moment, their hands touch, and the assistant can't help but feel a jolt inside of himself. Why is he feeling like this? He has never felt like this towards any guy, especially a coworker. It's almost as intoxicating as the alcohol he's staring at in the glass.\n\n``To you... uh...'' Renn trails off, seemingly forgetting the assistant's name. ``Little guy.''\n\nThe assistant's chest pounds again. \n\n``Y...yeah... to me.'' He says, raising a glass, before taking a sip, before pausing, and drinking the rest as fast as he can. \n\n``Whoa, slow down!'' Renn says, with a chuckle, taking a sip from his glass. ``You're not supposed to drink the whole thing in one go!''\n\n``I'm... I'm not?'' The assistant asks, before coughing a little, before holding his head.\n\n``You're not much of a drinker, are you?'' Renn replies with a warm smile. ``This stuff's pretty strong.'' \n\n``I've had drinks before... but I don't recognize it...'' He says... ``What is it?'' He starts stumbling, the world becoming fuzzy for a moment. He works his way over to the couch, before sitting down on it. \n\n``I actually don't remember, the name.'' Renn says, taking another swig, before bringing his drink to the coffee table. Sitting on the other side. ``It was something from way out of town, the name was like... feline... something? I don't know I grabbed it cause the bottle had a tiger on it. And as you can see... I kinda like tigers.''\n\n``I could... I could tell.'' The assistant says stumbling over his words in a daze. Whatever alcohol this is, it's stronger than anything he's drank before. Hell, he's burning up inside. \n\n``You're taking this like a champ.'' Renn chuckles, taking another drink. ``You know, I've gotta tell you something.''\n\n``W...what is it?'' The assistant says... holding his chest. His breathing becoming heavy and labored. His body aches now, as the mysterious alcohol works its way into his bloodstream.\n\n``I know this'll sound silly, but I've admired you from the moment you walked in the door, little guy.'' Renn says with a grin. \n\nThere it is again, little guy... that name.... it activates something inside of him. His heart starts pounding even harder than before,\n\n``The way you walk, the way you carry yourself, it's confident, but even a little reserved. You're like a little mystery... with a really, nice ass.\n\nHe feels a hand on his shoulder, his blood runs cold, not in the way of fright or flight, but... \n\nin the way of lustful need.\n\nHe turns to Renn, who's giving him a grin. But something's off about him. His eyes, they're not the normal brownish color they were a bit earlier. They're now a mix between emerald and hazel, he flashes him a warm, yet sensual smile, the teeth inside his mouth seem... more pointed. \n\n``I... actually kind of like you.'' He says through a low growl, something slightly... animalistic.\n\n``I... I... uh... I.'' The assistant stammers, trying to find something to respond with. He's only known his boss for three days, and now he's giving him drinks and coming onto him? This is too fast.... Even for his liking... but as he looks down at himself, he can see that the answer to his superior is right in between his legs... pushing hard against his pants. He does like him, but is it the drinks... or is it... him?\n\n``Mmmph~'' Renn says with a sneer, ``You feel the same way?'' He eyeballs the noticeable bulge in the assistants' pants.\n\nThe assistant can't think of anyway to respond... The only thing on his mind right now is tearing off his pants.... He's too hot. Physically.\n\n``I... I....'' The assistant stammers out. ``I think.... I do.'' \n\nRenn chuckles to himself. Before scooting closer, wrapping his arm around the assistant. As he does this, the assistant immediately feels another jolt on his inside. The burning seemingly subsided. For a moment, he can think clearly... before he feels it return as a numbness, focused entirely on his face.\n\n``Oh~ The drink's finally working it's magic on you.'' Renn says, running a hand under the assistant's chin.\n\n``Meo... magic?'' The assistant blurts out some mixture of human speech and a slight feline mew, before stopping himself. His face flush with embarrassment.\n\n``Oh, don't be embarrassed.'' Renn chuckles. ``This is normal, the drinks bringing out something in you... Something amazing.''\n\n``W... what are you saying?'' The assistant replies, leaning closer to Renn.\n\nRenn leans in closer, his breath sweet of alcohol... sending dopamine into the assistant's brain.\n\n``You'll see...'' Renn replies.\n\nThe assistant can't help himself anymore. He leans in, planting a kiss on Renn's lips. However, the distance to meet his superior's lips is shorter than he anticipated... he pulls away for a moment, taking a hand to his face. Something's different about it. His nose seems more pronounced, a cleft connecting the bottom of his nose to where his mouth opens.... He runs a tongue along his teeth, his canines replaced with blunt, but sharpening fangs.\n\nHe glances at his own reflection in the mirror, seeing that his face is starting to push out into a feline muzzle. \n\n``W...what....'' His voice trails off as it's entranced by his own reflection.\n\n``Mmhmm~'' Renn replies. ``It's always the muzzle first.'' \n\nThe assistant turns to Renn. As his face has started going through the same metamorphosis. His nose starting to shift into that of another feline... something larger. The cleft on his upper lip forming for his new muzzle. The rest of him, seeming more bulkier, more muscular.\n\n``Doesn't it feel great?'' Renn asks. ``Feeling it change for the first time?'' \n\n``I... I don't...'' The assistant says, as he scrunches his face, the feeling starting to come back to it, followed by a pushing that somehow... feels good... forcing more blood down below his belt, his member pushing harder against his pants.\n\n``The drink, it brings out what's inside you... makes you... more in touch with yourself~'' he coos. Placing a hand against the back of the assistant's head. \n\n``Feel it with me, will you?'' He says, pulling his muzzle close to his.\n\nThe two lock eyes, and for a moment, the assistant is entranced by the smell coming from his superior, this distinctly feline smell, but mixed with the intoxicating cologne, and the smell of the sweet alcohol the two drank.\n\nHe places a hand on his superior's chest, and leans in, giving in. The moment their lips touch, they're locked. The assistant feels a pushing sensation in his face. His face aches, but in a way that just turns him on more. His cock throbbing harder the longer they hold their kiss. \n\nThe assistant continues to hold their kiss... Renn lets out a low growl, before pulling the assistant's head closer into him, the assistant feels Renn's tongue pushing at the inside of their mouth... The assistant can't hold off any longer, slightly opening their mouth to let Renn's tongue through. It's large, and rough. But, somehow, it feels right to the assistant. \n\nHe circles Renn's large feline tongue with his, smaller, more delicate one. As they dance passionately inside their kiss. \n\nThe assistant can't help but let out a small mew in the process. Which causes Renn to escape from their trance, and shift his hand onto The assistant's leg, gripping his inner thigh.\n\nThis brings the Assistant out of their trance as well... pulling from the kiss, a string of saliva remaining the only connection between the two as they lock eyes.\n\nRenn gets a good look at the assistant, his eyes filled with a lust he's only seen once before, when he changed for the first time. Black fur starts to emerge around the Assistant's nose, and spread across his face, a silky sheen that glistens in the light through the window blinds.\n\n``Look at you...'' Renn grins... ``You're coming along so nicely.''\n\n``T...thank you... I don't know what came over me.'' The assistant replies, wiping the spit from his face.\n\n``Don't be sorry.'' Renn says, gripping the assistant's thigh tighter. ``Just do what come's naturally, for a cat.''\n\nThe assistant lets out a small meow as Renn's grip increases. Renn turns his attention to the Assistant's crotch, seeing his dick bulge against his pants.\n\n``You're turned on by this...'' Renn teases. \n\n``M...mhm...'' The assistant responds.\n\nRenn grabs the assistant, and pulls him onto the couch, The assistant on top of him on his hands and knees.\n\n``Why don't we do something about that?'' Renn says, staring into the assistant's eyes, as their sheen fades from a blue to a golden color.\n\nThe assistant nods, leaning in once more for another kiss.\n\nThe two of them kiss again, albeit briefly, their furred muzzles touching, followed by a mwah from the assistant.\n\nThe fur continues to spread across Renn's face, a distinct orange, followed by a white from his chin to his chest. His clothes getting tighter, as if this change is a workout to him. He reaches down to unbutton his own pants, as the assistant scrambles to take theirs off, however, they both stop when a distinct RIP is heard.\n\nRenn looks at his shirt, as his biceps have torn through his shirt. Orange and black fur poking from each tear. This only fires Renn up even more as he reaches for the seam on his shirt, unbuttoning it . As he tears away his shirt the fur on his chest creeps to his stomach.\n\nThe assistant watches, entranced by ren's perfect physique. Renn can see it in his eyes that he craves it, yearns for him.\n\nRenn gives the assistant a wink, before reaching over to help them undo their pants, which are only unbuttoned. Renn grabs the waist of the assistant's pants, and pulls them down, revealing the assistant's bulge pressing up against their underwear, their underwear wet from pre, a distinct, clear bead dripping down.\n\nRenn grins and undoes his pants as the assistant kicks his own off. \n\nRenn's bulge is slightly bigger than the assistant's though the assistant is a pretty well endowed... cat. Renn lets out another growl as he grabs the assistant's hips, pulling their bulge to his. \n\nThe two bulges collide, and a shock of pure pleasure flows through them both, Renn and the Assistant let out a consecutive moan that's both growl, and meow.\n\nThe assistant rubs their bulge against Renn's, his meows turn to purrs as they continue, each thrust, and each shift of their wet fabrics sends more shocks of lust into the both of them. \n\ntheir fur continuing to spread across their bodies. Renn reaches up to the Assistant, caressing his now pointed ears.\n\n``Look at you little guy...'' he coos. ``You must really like this.''\n\nHe watches as the Assistant's now pointed, elfish ears become coated in black fur, slowly creeping their way up to the top of his head...\n\nThe assistant purrs in response, ``I... I do. I feel... good.''\n\nAs his feline ears find their final resting place on his head, Renn reaches out to caress the assistant's cheek, as his black fur takes over his current existing hair, leaving It the same silky black as the rest of him.\n\nAs Renn touches the assistant's cheek, the assistant's new ears pin back as he leans into Renn's changing hand paw. The assistant rubs his cheek up against his hand, another soft mew escapes his lips.\n\n``you're a fine cat...'' Renn growls, caressing the assistant's face more, his paw, joining the rest of his body, as orange hair, and black stripes overtake it. \n\nThe assistant finally pulls away from Renn's paw, only to fall forward, placing his own paws onto Renn's chest. His furred hands disappearing into the floof of his superior's fur. His face contorts between both discomfort and pleasure, drool dripping from his maw.\n\n``What's wrong little guy?'' Renn asks.\n\nThe assistant doesn't respond, his breaths draw in heavy amounts of air, and his exhales emit meows, getting louder with each one. \n\nHe takes a deep breath, before pinning his ears back once more, and raising his ass into the air the way a cat does. A long, drawn out, horny meow emits from him. As Renn looks up as the assistant's behind, he see's what's happening. Right at the base of his spine, a nub has emerged, and is pushing its way through his underwear. It wiggles slightly, the more it lengthens, the more the assistant's meow becomes more pleasurable. \n\nIt snakes down the Assistant's underwear, finding an escape in one of the leg holes. Once freed, the tail continues to push outward, swaying side to side, like a toy. It's tantalizing to Renn, the more it sways, the more he wants it.\n\nThe tail thrashes back and forth each swish making it longer, until it stops. The assistant sitting back up from his stretch, leaving two paw prints in Renn's Chest. The assistant breaths a sigh of relief, licking the drool from his mouth.\n\n``S...sorry.'' He says, looking away, though his new tail says that he enjoyed that more than he let on.\n\nRenn sits up, grabbing the assistant's torso with one hand, and his crotch with his other. He pulls him in for another kiss, The assistant lets out a meek yelp, before wrapping his arms around Renn.\n\nRenn feels a numbness in his spine, he growls, knowing what's coming, letting go of the hand on his torso to pull his underwear down from his waist. Still holding the kiss, he lets the cool air of the room strike his bare ass, as the fur from his torso works it's way to his cheeks, and a budding tail pushes out from the base of his spine. He tugs at his underwear again, it's stuck against his throbbing member, but he doesn't want to let go of his assistant, he wants to hold him forever, feel the fur against his, feel his tongue against theirs. Breathe his air, claim him as his. \n\nHe tugs again, this time, freeing his cock from the confines of his underwear. The throbbing meat springing up, bouncing, turning him on even more. His small tigers tail, slamming against the seat of the couch in lust, lengthening, starting to complete the final phase of his transformation. \n\nRenn growls again, pushing his throbbing cock against the assistant, hoping that the small cat gets the hint, and the smell, of his lust....\n\nThe assistant opens his eyes, removing his arms from the embrace, reaching down to take off his own skivvies. \n\nThe assistant smells an additional scent coming from Renn, and something clicks inside of the small cat. A need overtakes him, a submissive one. He looks at the large muscular tiger, muzzle pressed against his, tongue licking the inside of his mouth.\n\nHe wants this as much as he does. This drink, whatever it did to them, whatever they became. It felt right... it makes him feel whole... like a missing chunk of himself has been filled... \n\nAnd he wants to savor that feeling, with Renn... he doesn't want to leave his boss' side. He'd do anything for him, and the scent... it's telling him to reveal himself...\n\nHe grabs his underwear, pressing harder into the kiss, giving himself the room to slide off his garments, his cock bouncing out, grazing the tip of his bosses, sending shockwaves through his body, the fur on the back of his neck rising in pleasure.\n\nAs he continues to drag his soaked briefs down his legs, his tail instinctively rises up to escape the confides of his briefs as well, swishing about daintily.\n\nAs he finally drops the rest of his close to the floor, he pulls away from the kiss. Staring the large tiger down.\n\n``T...this is...'' he stammers.\n\n``Incredible, right?'' Renn responds.\n\n``Y...yeah.'' The assistant replies.\n\n``It's beautiful, you're... beautiful.'' Renn says, getting on his hands and knees atop the sofa, facing the Assistant.\n\n``Y...you're beautiful too...'' the assistant meows.\n\n``Not beautiful little guy...'' Renn growls back, his tail sways. \n\n``Strong.''\n\nRenn grabs the Assistant by his calves, as fur creeps down from his knees, and pulls him under his body.\n\n``I want you.'' He growls to him, sniffing the air. ``I've never wanted something more in my life right now.''\n\n``I....'' The assistant trails off, stunned by the dominance his superior is expressing. \n\n``I'd do anything for you...'' He speaks. \n\nRenn snorts, before grabbing the assistants legs, bringing them up to his shoulders. Renn takes his big paws, and places them on the hips of his prey. Before pressing his throbbing cock against his assistant's behind.\n\nThe moment he feels Renn's member press up against him. The assistant's cock jets up, pre spurts out from the tip, dripping onto his fur. Feeling the pulsating mass pressing in between his cheeks, gives him a rush he can't describe. Whatever he thought he wanted has been thrown out of the window. He wants this... he wants to be taken by his boss. This large, muscular tiger is in love with him, and he's starting to feel the same way.\n\n``You want this, don't you?'' The tiger teases. \n\nThe assistant raises his head up, staring at his boss, his pupils dilate and his ears pin back once more.\n\n``M...m...yes..'' he says, trying not to meow.\n\nRen gives him a smirk before pressing harder against his insides.\n\n``Don't meow then... little guy.''\n\nThe assistant takes a breath, his claws dig into the sofa. Renn's pushing inside, he can feel his cock against the walls of his insides.\n\nIt feels, incredible. But, if he meows, he'll take it out.... No please, don't meow.\n\n``Ah...ah...Mmmm'' The assistant says in between breaths.\n\n``Not enough?'' Renn sneers. Before pulling the assistant closer, giving more of himself to the small cat. The soft sound of ripping leather the only sound not made by the two of them. \n\nThe assistant winces. Trying not to make a noise, but he feels Renn's member getting close to... something... and he wants more... he needs to have more of him, he feels as if his boss isn't pleased, he needs to please him. Even though he feels like he's going to burst at any moment. \n\nThe assistant is tight, it's just as he'd hoped he'd be, a small cat like him wouldn't give himself up so easily... but he knew that there was something special about this one... he could see the cat in him, and it's everything he'd ever hoped for...\n\nBut, all this kissing, all of this grinding, all of this lovemaking... he's getting close himself, he needs to make this one count, cause once he picks up speed, it's going to be over....\n\nHe hears a soft popping out of his vision, as he glances over to his side, he sees the assistant's feet changing.. large dark paw pads swelling up at the balls of his feet, his toes becoming plump, and claws forming with the nails. \n\nAn idea appears in his head. He starts to pull the assistant closer, slowly...\n\nThe assistant's claws dig more into the couch, pulling the stuffing out with them, a soft tearing noise to accommodate Renn's overtaking of the assistant's body. \n\nAs Renn starts running out of room, he turns his muzzle to the paws curling in pleasure, before nudging his nose against it and exhaling in between his assistant's beans. \n\nThe assistant eye's flutter open, he's seeing double now, and whatever Renn just did. It was enough. Renn pushes the last bit of himself into the assistant, as everything clicks into place, the assistant finally feels what Renn was reaching for.\n\n``Unnf!'' the Assistant shrieks, before letting out a pleasurable meow.\n\nThat's all Renn needed to hear.\n\nRenn pulls himself part way out of the assistant before plunging back into him.\n\n\tThen again.\n\n\t\tAnd again...\n\n\t\t\tAnd again...\n\n\t\t\t\tAgain.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tAgain.\n\nMore.\n\n\tMore.\n\n\t\tMore.\n\n\t\t\tMore.\n\nThe two of them continue this vicious cycle, the Assistant letting out small yelps and meows and Renn grunts and growls. They succumb to their most carnal desires, for a moment, they're not human anymore, just two cats... who are deeply infatuated with one another. \n\nTheir dance of pleasure continues to go on, as the assistant grabs onto themselves, using the recoil from his boss to stroke himself. They're getting closer... and closer... and closer...\n\nUntil Renn suddenly stops, The assistant feels a warmth overcome his inside, Renn filling his small cat body with his feline love.\n\nThe assistant moans in pleasure as he finally reaches his own climax, a string of white shooting up into the air, glazing the couch, his chest, and the carpet.\n\nThe two of them hold their places, their heavy breath's fogging the windows leading to the outside. \n\n``F.... fuck.'' Renn exclaims between breaths.\n\nThe assistant doesn't respond, he's in a daze, mewing softly to himself as he processes what just happened.\n\n``You... you okay little guy?'' Renn asks.\n\n``mmm...mhm.'' The assistant responds.\n\n``G...good.'' Renn replies, pulling himself out of the small cat.\n\n``Once you're ready, you can use the uh... the executive bathroom over there and clean yourself up. People should be coming back soon... we can uh... hide in here the rest of the day until this wears off...'' Renn says. Out of breath.\n\nThe assistant pauses for a moment, before getting up, and stumbling over to his boss... Planting a kiss on his muzzle before wandering to the bathroom at the back of the office. \n\nAs he steps inside, the cool tile sends a shiver from his paws to his legs. He stumbles over to the mirror, looking at himself. \n\nHis black fur shines in the fluorescent light.... his nose and whiskers twitch as he looks into the mirror.\n\nFuck.... He finally sees what his boss saw in him... A perfect, little cat... His perfect... little cat.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "``Third day into the week, though, it feels like I've been here months.'' The assistant said as he entered the doors.

He picked up this internship on a whim, someone reaching out to him regarding some project he worked on back in college. He doesn't remember which one exactly, but he's willing to not look a gift horse in the mouth if it means a steady paying job, and benefits.

Though, he's not used to small companies. He knows he needs to make a good impression with his coworkers. He's not about to mess that up. Luckily, throughout his first few days, the superior he's been assigned to has been giving him a warm welcome. Aside from introducing him to the other people around the office, he's been awfully friendly for someone who's supposed to oversee him.

The assistant has messed up a couple times already, but his superior has been shaking it off without a second thought. That, and he's been pulling some fast ones on him the whole week so far. Every time they're alone, he's said something off.

``Lookin' good today!''

``Nice pants, little tight though.''

Course, the assistant has tried shaking these things off, but when he went to see his superior to check in today, something else happened...

He grabbed his behind.

Although no one was looking, it was still embarrassing to the assistant, but as he walked away to go sit at his desk, he couldn't help but noticing that this somehow... turned him on.

He sat down in his desk. Face red as a beet, and secretly tried to hide the fact that blood was rushing to his nether regions.

He didn't like guys, at least, he didn't think he did. Not like his boss was a bad looking dude either. He was taller than him, by a good 6 inches in height. He was bigger than him, more toned, but retaining that youthful, soft face that was not only friendly, but... even a little bit cute.

No, what is he saying?! He can't think that way, this is a professional workplace, and he shouldn't be thinking about these kinds of things, especially with his superior!

He tries to remove the thoughts from his mind, focusing on the work he has to do for the day. Plenty of papers to file, plenty of things to sign, plenty of spreadsheets to fill out.

As the hours drone on, it's harder and harder for him to focus on these things. His mind keeps wandering back to his superior. Grabbing his butt. Nobody's ever done that to him before, but it's not like he's a bad looking guy, he's a little bottom heavy, but he's certainly not fat.

He's got a clean face, and he takes care of himself. But nobody's ever... grabbed his ass before.

His computer lights up with a notification. As he looks over to it, a slight pit in his stomach forms. It's from his superior.

Hey, I need to talk to you in my office during lunch.

He stops to think, should he respond to that? If he didn't that would be unprofessional. If he did, he'd have to sit with him all break. He feels his face flush with heat. Is it nervousness? Or is it...

He looks down, the front of his pants tenting up...

It's something more... it's a crush.

Before he can think, he sees his own response appear on the screen.

I'm not in trouble, am I?

The screen refreshes again with another response.

Oh no, I just need to talk to you about your job is all, nothing to be worried about. You brought you own lunch, right?

The assistant now in control of himself, starts typing again.

Yeah, I did.

Another response.

Good, I'll see you in 10.

He sits back in his chair; a light wave of relief passes through his body. Well, at least he's not in trouble, but now, as those indecent thoughts creep inside of his head, all he can do is wait.

Time ticks by slowly, as people start to get up and leave to go to their lunch breaks. Some people give friendly goodbyes, and the assistant attempts to keep their composure as the room slowly empties.

Soon enough, everyone is gone, and the door to his superior's office opens.

``You're still good for our meeting?'' He asks, his soft, yet husky voice echoes through the office.

``Y..yeah, I'm all set.'' The assistant responds. Getting up from his chair. He sheepishly walks to the office, before stopping and walking to the fridge, grabbing his lunch from inside.

He takes a breath to himself, he's walking into the belly of the beast now, no need to be scared, he knows he's not in trouble. But he's got a feeling in the pit of his chest, that things aren't what they seem.

The superior holds the door for him open, and the assistant enters. The room is a nice looking office, opaque windows block the view to the office, this room is completely isolated from the rest of the building.

Aside the desk is a couple brown leather chairs, and a nice leather sofa sitting against the wall, the coffee table sitting in front of it donned with gold painted frills. Looks fancy, but it most likely isn't.

``Hey, uh... I'm sorry if I've ever came of as intimidating this week.'' The superior says, putting a hand behind his head.

``It's been a while since we've had a new hire, and I'm still a little rusty at welcoming them. The higher ups haven't allowed us to make any major staffing adjustments, but at least the internship pays right?''

The soft clink of the door locking echoes through the room amongst the fan running in the corner. They're locked, in, and they're alone... The assistant tries to keep his cool.

``It's... it's alright.'' The assistant responds, keeping his hands to himself as he looks around the room. ``I'm happy to just be a part of the company.''

As he finishes his sentence, he looks up and locks eyes with his superior. For a moment, his heart stops a beat. His superior giving him a grin like he knows what's going through his head.

``You seem tense.'' The superior says, walking up to him. As he approaches, the assistant catches a whiff of his cologne he's wearing. It's, fiery, lively, with a hint of something soothing and sweet.

He's never smelled a cologne like that before... but... he likes it. It's like it was made for him.

Catching himself, he stops, before responding again.

``Apologies, yes, it's been quite a week, sir.'' He manages to squeak out.\\

``Please, enough with the formalities. Call me Renn.'' He says, coyly.

``Uh... okay.'' The assistant says.

``So, it's been a pretty busy week huh?'' Renn says, with a smirk.

``Y...yes. It has.'' The assistant says, avoiding eye contact. His heart feeling like it's going to pound out of his chest.

``It usually gets easier the more time you spend here.'' Renn walks over to his desk, rifling through the drawers before revealing a decanter and two glasses.

``How about a drink?'' He asks.

``Are you sure we should be doing that?'' The assistant asks.

``It's lunch time, I'm not asking you to get shitfaced with me... little guy.'' He responds with a warm smile.

Wait... did he just call him... little guy?

He holds a hand to his chest, his heart beating faster. Did... did he like that?

``So, what do you say?'' Renn asks again, pouring some amber liquid into a glass.

``Oh... um... sure.'' The assistant responds, holding out his hand.

Renn walks around the desk, and hands the Assistant a glass, for a moment, their hands touch, and the assistant can't help but feel a jolt inside of himself. Why is he feeling like this? He has never felt like this towards any guy, especially a coworker. It's almost as intoxicating as the alcohol he's staring at in the glass.

``To you... uh...'' Renn trails off, seemingly forgetting the assistant's name. ``Little guy.''

The assistant's chest pounds again.

``Y...yeah... to me.'' He says, raising a glass, before taking a sip, before pausing, and drinking the rest as fast as he can.

``Whoa, slow down!'' Renn says, with a chuckle, taking a sip from his glass. ``You're not supposed to drink the whole thing in one go!''

``I'm... I'm not?'' The assistant asks, before coughing a little, before holding his head.

``You're not much of a drinker, are you?'' Renn replies with a warm smile. ``This stuff's pretty strong.''

``I've had drinks before... but I don't recognize it...'' He says... ``What is it?'' He starts stumbling, the world becoming fuzzy for a moment. He works his way over to the couch, before sitting down on it.

``I actually don't remember, the name.'' Renn says, taking another swig, before bringing his drink to the coffee table. Sitting on the other side. ``It was something from way out of town, the name was like... feline... something? I don't know I grabbed it cause the bottle had a tiger on it. And as you can see... I kinda like tigers.''

``I could... I could tell.'' The assistant says stumbling over his words in a daze. Whatever alcohol this is, it's stronger than anything he's drank before. Hell, he's burning up inside.

``You're taking this like a champ.'' Renn chuckles, taking another drink. ``You know, I've gotta tell you something.''

``W...what is it?'' The assistant says... holding his chest. His breathing becoming heavy and labored. His body aches now, as the mysterious alcohol works its way into his bloodstream.

``I know this'll sound silly, but I've admired you from the moment you walked in the door, little guy.'' Renn says with a grin.

There it is again, little guy... that name.... it activates something inside of him. His heart starts pounding even harder than before,

``The way you walk, the way you carry yourself, it's confident, but even a little reserved. You're like a little mystery... with a really, nice ass.

He feels a hand on his shoulder, his blood runs cold, not in the way of fright or flight, but...

in the way of lustful need.

He turns to Renn, who's giving him a grin. But something's off about him. His eyes, they're not the normal brownish color they were a bit earlier. They're now a mix between emerald and hazel, he flashes him a warm, yet sensual smile, the teeth inside his mouth seem... more pointed.

``I... actually kind of like you.'' He says through a low growl, something slightly... animalistic.

``I... I... uh... I.'' The assistant stammers, trying to find something to respond with. He's only known his boss for three days, and now he's giving him drinks and coming onto him? This is too fast.... Even for his liking... but as he looks down at himself, he can see that the answer to his superior is right in between his legs... pushing hard against his pants. He does like him, but is it the drinks... or is it... him?

``Mmmph~'' Renn says with a sneer, ``You feel the same way?'' He eyeballs the noticeable bulge in the assistants' pants.

The assistant can't think of anyway to respond... The only thing on his mind right now is tearing off his pants.... He's too hot. Physically.

``I... I....'' The assistant stammers out. ``I think.... I do.''

Renn chuckles to himself. Before scooting closer, wrapping his arm around the assistant. As he does this, the assistant immediately feels another jolt on his inside. The burning seemingly subsided. For a moment, he can think clearly... before he feels it return as a numbness, focused entirely on his face.

``Oh~ The drink's finally working it's magic on you.'' Renn says, running a hand under the assistant's chin.

``Meo... magic?'' The assistant blurts out some mixture of human speech and a slight feline mew, before stopping himself. His face flush with embarrassment.

``Oh, don't be embarrassed.'' Renn chuckles. ``This is normal, the drinks bringing out something in you... Something amazing.''

``W... what are you saying?'' The assistant replies, leaning closer to Renn.

Renn leans in closer, his breath sweet of alcohol... sending dopamine into the assistant's brain.

``You'll see...'' Renn replies.

The assistant can't help himself anymore. He leans in, planting a kiss on Renn's lips. However, the distance to meet his superior's lips is shorter than he anticipated... he pulls away for a moment, taking a hand to his face. Something's different about it. His nose seems more pronounced, a cleft connecting the bottom of his nose to where his mouth opens.... He runs a tongue along his teeth, his canines replaced with blunt, but sharpening fangs.

He glances at his own reflection in the mirror, seeing that his face is starting to push out into a feline muzzle.

``W...what....'' His voice trails off as it's entranced by his own reflection.

``Mmhmm~'' Renn replies. ``It's always the muzzle first.''

The assistant turns to Renn. As his face has started going through the same metamorphosis. His nose starting to shift into that of another feline... something larger. The cleft on his upper lip forming for his new muzzle. The rest of him, seeming more bulkier, more muscular.

``Doesn't it feel great?'' Renn asks. ``Feeling it change for the first time?''

``I... I don't...'' The assistant says, as he scrunches his face, the feeling starting to come back to it, followed by a pushing that somehow... feels good... forcing more blood down below his belt, his member pushing harder against his pants.

``The drink, it brings out what's inside you... makes you... more in touch with yourself~'' he coos. Placing a hand against the back of the assistant's head.

``Feel it with me, will you?'' He says, pulling his muzzle close to his.

The two lock eyes, and for a moment, the assistant is entranced by the smell coming from his superior, this distinctly feline smell, but mixed with the intoxicating cologne, and the smell of the sweet alcohol the two drank.

He places a hand on his superior's chest, and leans in, giving in. The moment their lips touch, they're locked. The assistant feels a pushing sensation in his face. His face aches, but in a way that just turns him on more. His cock throbbing harder the longer they hold their kiss.

The assistant continues to hold their kiss... Renn lets out a low growl, before pulling the assistant's head closer into him, the assistant feels Renn's tongue pushing at the inside of their mouth... The assistant can't hold off any longer, slightly opening their mouth to let Renn's tongue through. It's large, and rough. But, somehow, it feels right to the assistant.

He circles Renn's large feline tongue with his, smaller, more delicate one. As they dance passionately inside their kiss.

The assistant can't help but let out a small mew in the process. Which causes Renn to escape from their trance, and shift his hand onto The assistant's leg, gripping his inner thigh.

This brings the Assistant out of their trance as well... pulling from the kiss, a string of saliva remaining the only connection between the two as they lock eyes.

Renn gets a good look at the assistant, his eyes filled with a lust he's only seen once before, when he changed for the first time. Black fur starts to emerge around the Assistant's nose, and spread across his face, a silky sheen that glistens in the light through the window blinds.

``Look at you...'' Renn grins... ``You're coming along so nicely.''

``T...thank you... I don't know what came over me.'' The assistant replies, wiping the spit from his face.

``Don't be sorry.'' Renn says, gripping the assistant's thigh tighter. ``Just do what come's naturally, for a cat.''

The assistant lets out a small meow as Renn's grip increases. Renn turns his attention to the Assistant's crotch, seeing his dick bulge against his pants.

``You're turned on by this...'' Renn teases.

``M...mhm...'' The assistant responds.

Renn grabs the assistant, and pulls him onto the couch, The assistant on top of him on his hands and knees.

``Why don't we do something about that?'' Renn says, staring into the assistant's eyes, as their sheen fades from a blue to a golden color.

The assistant nods, leaning in once more for another kiss.

The two of them kiss again, albeit briefly, their furred muzzles touching, followed by a mwah from the assistant.

The fur continues to spread across Renn's face, a distinct orange, followed by a white from his chin to his chest. His clothes getting tighter, as if this change is a workout to him. He reaches down to unbutton his own pants, as the assistant scrambles to take theirs off, however, they both stop when a distinct RIP is heard.

Renn looks at his shirt, as his biceps have torn through his shirt. Orange and black fur poking from each tear. This only fires Renn up even more as he reaches for the seam on his shirt, unbuttoning it . As he tears away his shirt the fur on his chest creeps to his stomach.

The assistant watches, entranced by ren's perfect physique. Renn can see it in his eyes that he craves it, yearns for him.

Renn gives the assistant a wink, before reaching over to help them undo their pants, which are only unbuttoned. Renn grabs the waist of the assistant's pants, and pulls them down, revealing the assistant's bulge pressing up against their underwear, their underwear wet from pre, a distinct, clear bead dripping down.

Renn grins and undoes his pants as the assistant kicks his own off.

Renn's bulge is slightly bigger than the assistant's though the assistant is a pretty well endowed... cat. Renn lets out another growl as he grabs the assistant's hips, pulling their bulge to his.

The two bulges collide, and a shock of pure pleasure flows through them both, Renn and the Assistant let out a consecutive moan that's both growl, and meow.

The assistant rubs their bulge against Renn's, his meows turn to purrs as they continue, each thrust, and each shift of their wet fabrics sends more shocks of lust into the both of them.

their fur continuing to spread across their bodies. Renn reaches up to the Assistant, caressing his now pointed ears.

``Look at you little guy...'' he coos. ``You must really like this.''

He watches as the Assistant's now pointed, elfish ears become coated in black fur, slowly creeping their way up to the top of his head...

The assistant purrs in response, ``I... I do. I feel... good.''

As his feline ears find their final resting place on his head, Renn reaches out to caress the assistant's cheek, as his black fur takes over his current existing hair, leaving It the same silky black as the rest of him.

As Renn touches the assistant's cheek, the assistant's new ears pin back as he leans into Renn's changing hand paw. The assistant rubs his cheek up against his hand, another soft mew escapes his lips.

``you're a fine cat...'' Renn growls, caressing the assistant's face more, his paw, joining the rest of his body, as orange hair, and black stripes overtake it.

The assistant finally pulls away from Renn's paw, only to fall forward, placing his own paws onto Renn's chest. His furred hands disappearing into the floof of his superior's fur. His face contorts between both discomfort and pleasure, drool dripping from his maw.

``What's wrong little guy?'' Renn asks.

The assistant doesn't respond, his breaths draw in heavy amounts of air, and his exhales emit meows, getting louder with each one.

He takes a deep breath, before pinning his ears back once more, and raising his ass into the air the way a cat does. A long, drawn out, horny meow emits from him. As Renn looks up as the assistant's behind, he see's what's happening. Right at the base of his spine, a nub has emerged, and is pushing its way through his underwear. It wiggles slightly, the more it lengthens, the more the assistant's meow becomes more pleasurable.

It snakes down the Assistant's underwear, finding an escape in one of the leg holes. Once freed, the tail continues to push outward, swaying side to side, like a toy. It's tantalizing to Renn, the more it sways, the more he wants it.

The tail thrashes back and forth each swish making it longer, until it stops. The assistant sitting back up from his stretch, leaving two paw prints in Renn's Chest. The assistant breaths a sigh of relief, licking the drool from his mouth.

``S...sorry.'' He says, looking away, though his new tail says that he enjoyed that more than he let on.

Renn sits up, grabbing the assistant's torso with one hand, and his crotch with his other. He pulls him in for another kiss, The assistant lets out a meek yelp, before wrapping his arms around Renn.

Renn feels a numbness in his spine, he growls, knowing what's coming, letting go of the hand on his torso to pull his underwear down from his waist. Still holding the kiss, he lets the cool air of the room strike his bare ass, as the fur from his torso works it's way to his cheeks, and a budding tail pushes out from the base of his spine. He tugs at his underwear again, it's stuck against his throbbing member, but he doesn't want to let go of his assistant, he wants to hold him forever, feel the fur against his, feel his tongue against theirs. Breathe his air, claim him as his.

He tugs again, this time, freeing his cock from the confines of his underwear. The throbbing meat springing up, bouncing, turning him on even more. His small tigers tail, slamming against the seat of the couch in lust, lengthening, starting to complete the final phase of his transformation.

Renn growls again, pushing his throbbing cock against the assistant, hoping that the small cat gets the hint, and the smell, of his lust....

The assistant opens his eyes, removing his arms from the embrace, reaching down to take off his own skivvies.

The assistant smells an additional scent coming from Renn, and something clicks inside of the small cat. A need overtakes him, a submissive one. He looks at the large muscular tiger, muzzle pressed against his, tongue licking the inside of his mouth.

He wants this as much as he does. This drink, whatever it did to them, whatever they became. It felt right... it makes him feel whole... like a missing chunk of himself has been filled...

And he wants to savor that feeling, with Renn... he doesn't want to leave his boss' side. He'd do anything for him, and the scent... it's telling him to reveal himself...

He grabs his underwear, pressing harder into the kiss, giving himself the room to slide off his garments, his cock bouncing out, grazing the tip of his bosses, sending shockwaves through his body, the fur on the back of his neck rising in pleasure.

As he continues to drag his soaked briefs down his legs, his tail instinctively rises up to escape the confides of his briefs as well, swishing about daintily.

As he finally drops the rest of his close to the floor, he pulls away from the kiss. Staring the large tiger down.

``T...this is...'' he stammers.

``Incredible, right?'' Renn responds.

``Y...yeah.'' The assistant replies.

``It's beautiful, you're... beautiful.'' Renn says, getting on his hands and knees atop the sofa, facing the Assistant.

``Y...you're beautiful too...'' the assistant meows.

``Not beautiful little guy...'' Renn growls back, his tail sways.

``Strong.''

Renn grabs the Assistant by his calves, as fur creeps down from his knees, and pulls him under his body.

``I want you.'' He growls to him, sniffing the air. ``I've never wanted something more in my life right now.''

``I....'' The assistant trails off, stunned by the dominance his superior is expressing.

``I'd do anything for you...'' He speaks.

Renn snorts, before grabbing the assistants legs, bringing them up to his shoulders. Renn takes his big paws, and places them on the hips of his prey. Before pressing his throbbing cock against his assistant's behind.

The moment he feels Renn's member press up against him. The assistant's cock jets up, pre spurts out from the tip, dripping onto his fur. Feeling the pulsating mass pressing in between his cheeks, gives him a rush he can't describe. Whatever he thought he wanted has been thrown out of the window. He wants this... he wants to be taken by his boss. This large, muscular tiger is in love with him, and he's starting to feel the same way.

``You want this, don't you?'' The tiger teases.

The assistant raises his head up, staring at his boss, his pupils dilate and his ears pin back once more.

``M...m...yes..'' he says, trying not to meow.

Ren gives him a smirk before pressing harder against his insides.

``Don't meow then... little guy.''

The assistant takes a breath, his claws dig into the sofa. Renn's pushing inside, he can feel his cock against the walls of his insides.

It feels, incredible. But, if he meows, he'll take it out.... No please, don't meow.

``Ah...ah...Mmmm'' The assistant says in between breaths.

``Not enough?'' Renn sneers. Before pulling the assistant closer, giving more of himself to the small cat. The soft sound of ripping leather the only sound not made by the two of them.

The assistant winces. Trying not to make a noise, but he feels Renn's member getting close to... something... and he wants more... he needs to have more of him, he feels as if his boss isn't pleased, he needs to please him. Even though he feels like he's going to burst at any moment.

The assistant is tight, it's just as he'd hoped he'd be, a small cat like him wouldn't give himself up so easily... but he knew that there was something special about this one... he could see the cat in him, and it's everything he'd ever hoped for...

But, all this kissing, all of this grinding, all of this lovemaking... he's getting close himself, he needs to make this one count, cause once he picks up speed, it's going to be over....

He hears a soft popping out of his vision, as he glances over to his side, he sees the assistant's feet changing.. large dark paw pads swelling up at the balls of his feet, his toes becoming plump, and claws forming with the nails.

An idea appears in his head. He starts to pull the assistant closer, slowly...

The assistant's claws dig more into the couch, pulling the stuffing out with them, a soft tearing noise to accommodate Renn's overtaking of the assistant's body.

As Renn starts running out of room, he turns his muzzle to the paws curling in pleasure, before nudging his nose against it and exhaling in between his assistant's beans.

The assistant eye's flutter open, he's seeing double now, and whatever Renn just did. It was enough. Renn pushes the last bit of himself into the assistant, as everything clicks into place, the assistant finally feels what Renn was reaching for.

``Unnf!'' the Assistant shrieks, before letting out a pleasurable meow.

That's all Renn needed to hear.

Renn pulls himself part way out of the assistant before plunging back into him.

\tThen again.

\t\tAnd again...

\t\t\tAnd again...

\t\t\t\tAgain.

\t\t\t\t\tAgain.

More.

\tMore.

\t\tMore.

\t\t\tMore.

The two of them continue this vicious cycle, the Assistant letting out small yelps and meows and Renn grunts and growls. They succumb to their most carnal desires, for a moment, they're not human anymore, just two cats... who are deeply infatuated with one another.

Their dance of pleasure continues to go on, as the assistant grabs onto themselves, using the recoil from his boss to stroke himself. They're getting closer... and closer... and closer...

Until Renn suddenly stops, The assistant feels a warmth overcome his inside, Renn filling his small cat body with his feline love.

The assistant moans in pleasure as he finally reaches his own climax, a string of white shooting up into the air, glazing the couch, his chest, and the carpet.

The two of them hold their places, their heavy breath's fogging the windows leading to the outside.

``F.... fuck.'' Renn exclaims between breaths.

The assistant doesn't respond, he's in a daze, mewing softly to himself as he processes what just happened.

``You... you okay little guy?'' Renn asks.

``mmm...mhm.'' The assistant responds.

``G...good.'' Renn replies, pulling himself out of the small cat.

``Once you're ready, you can use the uh... the executive bathroom over there and clean yourself up. People should be coming back soon... we can uh... hide in here the rest of the day until this wears off...'' Renn says. Out of breath.

The assistant pauses for a moment, before getting up, and stumbling over to his boss... Planting a kiss on his muzzle before wandering to the bathroom at the back of the office.

As he steps inside, the cool tile sends a shiver from his paws to his legs. He stumbles over to the mirror, looking at himself.

His black fur shines in the fluorescent light.... his nose and whiskers twitch as he looks into the mirror.

Fuck.... He finally sees what his boss saw in him... A perfect, little cat... His perfect... little cat.

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