To my faithful readers: This is a different kind of story for me, but one requested by jwooz. I always asked for new ideas and this story was spawned from that request. I can't help myself and, in the end, it winds up being a love story, but it has lots of twists and turns getting there.
I have received many other requests and Medieval fantasies, continuation of Venus Ascending and Scandalous Schoolgirl are all in the works. Other ideas are welcome even if you remain anonymous. I love your positive feedback and thank you for reading.
Dominate Shifting
Chapter 1
The big cat crouched in hiding. Its senses cranked to high and its muscles like coiled springs waiting to explode into action. Its prey, a doe deer, was about 30 feet below and so far, completely unaware of the danger poised above. The cat listened for the sound of the deer's feet moving in the leaves or the sound of it pulling leaves from the ground with its teeth.
The doe was below the cat in a ravine that had a small creek that ran through it. The water gently tumbling over the rocks made it slightly harder for the big cat to hear but nowhere near impossible. The sounds told it exactly where the deer was, and the cat knew the deer had positioned itself badly. The steep banks of the ravine allowed for only one way out once it needed to escape.
The cat quietly began to move to its position of attack. It slowly and deliberately crept towards a small rock outcropping about 10 feet or so above the ravine bottom and a few feet ahead of the deer. When the cat was in position, she used her back right foot to gently nudge a few rocks loose to get the deer's attention just to even the odds a bit. The rocks rolled down the side of the embankment and the deer immediately went on high alert.
Just as the deer turned to run the cat exploded off the ledge and was on the deer's back and shoulder before it had taken two steps. The cat used its strength to pull the animal over on its side as its jaws gently closed around the deer's throat. The cat was careful to not break the skin even though she was perfectly poised and positioned to tear the doe's throat out with one bite.
Godiva held the deer down for a few seconds until it gave up the fight and became still. At that point the cat released the deer and allowed it to run away.
No drug could produce the high that Godiva was experiencing. Simply becoming the big cat was a rush but experiencing the strength and quickness it possessed and then the hunt, the chase and the catch was exhilarating. But more than anything, being the most dangerous beast in the forest and sensing the fear from every animal around ... the feeling of the deer submitting to its fate was an intense sexual ecstasy! She was hungry for a really powerful, carnal experience and needed to shift into her original form.
As she rose up from the catch she returned to her human form. The process took less than a second and she was once again standing upright. This was always her favorite feeling of the whole event. How the characteristics of what she shifted into affected her for a short time after shifting back. Anything covered with hair caused her hair to grow. Anything aerodynamic left her leaner... thinner. Becoming the big cat was her favorite shift as her hair grew longer and her body became strong with well-defined muscles. Her senses were all still at level 10 and she was aware of the sights, sounds, and smells around her.
She had let the deer live as she always did. She neither wanted to nor need to kill. Sometimes when she hunted with her shifting partner, he did kill. Not often, but occasionally. On those occasions when he did kill, it excited her as she knew the inevitable sex they would soon share would be ravenously furious!
Tonight, she had been the cat long enough for her hair to grow down to her ass cheeks and her muscles had become the same as those of a finely tuned Olympic athlete. The senses of the cat were always the last to go away and she loved the ability to see in the dark... to hear every animal. To hear their hearts beating and their breath quicken as they realized danger was near. But what always excited her most was to feel their fear of her.
She felt the wind rustle her hair, caress her nipples, belly and hips. The exhilaration of the hunt left her horny, and her hands automatically followed the winds delicate caress, but her caress was more forceful and insistent. She stroked her nipples then the pleasure nub between her legs while the fiery passion roared through her ... only her body demanded more.
She was wet and throbbing now and her thoughts went to him. Her uncle Mark was the one who had given her this amazing ability. He was the one who explained how this ability would connect her with him forever. He had explained to her that the most intense shifts would make her hornier than she had ever been before and then she would always desire him over anyone else at those particular times.
Mark had been completely honest with her about the gift before he passed it to her, and this certainly wasn't the first time that she had been here experiencing these feelings. Once again, she had told herself that she wouldn't put herself in position of needing him tonight but deep inside she knew she would. The truth was that she knew exactly how the process would end even as her conscience was telling her it shouldn't!
She raised her arms above her and stretched. Her brunette hair fell over her shoulders, down her back and she loved the feeling of the now thicker and much longer hair. She loved her hair covering her back and laying over the soft skin of her butt cheeks. Her sleek, toned, firm body shivered with the leftover wildness of the shift. She loved the way she felt after a shift, and she loved the way her body felt.
She reached back and ran her fingers through it and the touch reminded her of how he liked it. How he used it to hold her in place and in control much like a rider would with the reins on a horse. She thought of how they both liked it when he would wrap a handful of it up in his big strong hand and pull her head gently but forcibly back as he fucked her from behind.
As the heat pulsed between her legs, it was he that she thought of. He was her uncle and just like so many times before, she wanted him desperately. Mark was older than her with her being 30 and him in his mid-50's. He was tall and he was handsome with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He wasn't muscled up, but he was strong. And he had the most beautiful cock she had ever seen in her life. It was long and thick... circumcised with a perfect head. She thought of how it swung from side to side as he walked. His big dick was a perfect specimen of manhood that she needed again. Tonight!
She allowed herself to fall forward and shifted back to the big cat just in time to land on all fours. As she trotted back through the forest towards the back door of her home, she thought of how she got here. She thought about the night her uncle Mark came over and had a few drinks with Godiva and her roommate, them told them he had a gift for her. How he asked her if she believed in magic. How she laughed as he got up and laid his hand on her friend's shoulder and how she stopped laughing as her friend, Karina was instantly gone only to be replaced by a pile of clothes with a puppy climbing out of the pile. How he touched the puppy, and it became a bird. Another touch and it was a snake. Another touch and it was her friend on all fours on the floor in front of them -- completely nude.