Slowly, she had a cat licking each nipple, and Calar was licking her pussy. Their tongues were raspy and wet, but had way more control than human tongues. She was so wet, and almost hypnotized by their licking. Everytime she thought she was at a peak Calar brought her higher with his licking and sucking. She was leaking and he was lapping it up. His tongue filled her pussy, and her clit was hard as ice. Her nipples were swollen, and she couldn't stop moaning.
She cried out for more, and Calar obliged. He slowly filled her with his massive red cock, which seemed to have infinite length. It filled her and he started thrusting. She groaned, and then shrieked, as he shook her to her core. It was hard, yet it moved around, touching parts of her pussy that had never been touched before. It was wild, like nothing she had ever imagined before. She could hear his voice in her mind, goading her, teasing her, prodding her, pushing her to higher heights. She was giddy. This was like nothing she had ever experienced. She came quickly, squirting cum, and this seemed to excite Calar more. He fucked her through three orgasms, after which she felt faint and was incoherent. As he pulled out of her, he ordered the nipplecats to suck the seed out of her, which they did with relish. Jennifer smiled. She could get used to this.
In the morning, the sun filled the bungalow. Jennifer woke up naked, which was normal, and she wondered about the funny dream she had about a giant cat eating her pussy. She figured it was something she ate, but then she inhaled and felt the warmth. It was as if someone had fucked her for hours. She was sore but not raw, and funnily she felt like she needed more of that service, not less. She reached for one of her sore nipples, and realized she felt hairs growing all over her body. She wasn't usually a hairy woman.
Mr. Green walked in without knocking. He had shifted back, but he wasn't wearing any clothes. The dick on this one. She looked at his face
"Ms Clarke. How are you?"
"I think I must have had something to drink."
"Why?"
"I dreamed I fucked a huge cat. Why are you naked?"
"Calar claimed you yesterday as his own. You are his now, and it is my honor to take you this morning as he has gone back."
Jennifer felt panic. She was terrified. How could Calar leave? How could he fuck her like this and then walk away? What would she do? Where did he go?
"Where did he go?"
"He lives under the river. Those cats were his minions, but he lives there and guides us through a totem possession where his chosen hear his voice."
"What the fuck is that?"
"He is in me now. He rides me. He tells me what to do. The same with the Chief. If I fuck you now he will feel it."
"I don't believe that."
"Look at my penis."
Jennifer watched it get hard and stand. It was truly a glorious tool, and as she stared at it she could hear Calar in her head.
"I need you too. You are special to me. I am turning you into a cat so you can really love me the way we do. Your skin is too thin today. I need you to fuck Green. Everytime he fills you with sperm you will get hairier. Do you hear me? When I turn you completely I will breed you."
Jennifer dropped to her knees and gestured. Green approached her and placed his cock on her tongue. She sucked. And licked. And sucked. She gagged. She couldn't take it all inside. His butt was so firm, and she tried to choke herself with his cock. He was so dark, and his cock was veiny and hard. He raised her up, and bent her over the bed, with her legs standing apart. He pushed inside her. His cock moved like a tail as well!! She backed on to him as he fucked her, shaking the front of her pussy, and filling the rest of it. His cock was hard, and his thrusts were wild and passionate. He scratched her back, making her shriek, and before long she came in quick succession, squirting first as he fucked her through the second, third and fourth orgasms. This time she was ready, and she needed more. She got on her back. He entered her again, and this time bottomed her pussy out. As his frenzied strokes increased she started to scratch his chest and punch him, and he fucked her harder and faster. The first blast was hot, and the second and third blasts of seed filled her until each stroke poured semen onto the bed. He pulled out and shot a load on to her stomach, and another on to her chest. "Drink him and drink me". She grabbed his cock and sucked. He released another three loads into her throat. She felt like she had super powers. She wanted more. She was totally the shifter's slut now, and she knew this form of worship would be all she needed to know for a long time...
She couldn't believe her phone was ringing. She rolled over and picked it up. She hadn't been in touch with home since she got here, and they would love to know what she had been up to. Was she safe? Was it clean? Was it fun? Could she deal with it?
It turned out there was some issue with her funding, and while she was fine, they wouldn't be able to go past a couple of months. This was a crisis. What she had seen suggested six months of work, and without funding she would have to leave. She really, really did not want to leave.
"What was that?"
"Nothing, nothing. Don't stop.."
He started slowly stroking her again...
Chapter 2
Calar had never had a means of communicating with his subjects. Green had an idea. He could run an oracle, where Jennifer would be the temple wife. Supplicants would come, pay their fine, and then fuck Jennifer. During sex, Calar would tell her what to do with her partners, and she would transfer that knowledge to Green and thus to the subject.
Jennifer quickly became furrier, and popular, as men came from miles around to "fuck Calar's white wife". It was nuts. She would wake in the morning, get something to eat, and then go to the oracle. It was very profitable, and once she got used to fucking 15-20 black men a day, her holiday was going swimmingly. She wasn't able to really write, or read, but she was having orgasms ten or more times a day.
On Tuesday she had a fisherman as the first client. He was tall and tough, with hard skin and a loud voice. He was worried about his wife, as he felt she was cheating on him. Green asked him for twenty yams, which he reluctantly handed over. Jessica felt his energy. He was insecure, curious, and a positive man, if simple. As she got on her knees on the mat, she gestured for him to remove his clothes. He removed his wrapper, and revealed a heavy penis, wiry with veins and heavier in front than at the base. A real pestle. Jennifer shuddered besides herself. She hoped this man could last long enough to allow her enjoy it. He approached her with his erection in the air, and plunged it into her. She was already wet and took it well. He seized her hair from behind, and started fucking her, getting deep into her pussy and then serving her with long deep strokes . She gasped. Calar immediately spoke to her. "This man's wife is not cheating on him. She is very very sick. She has miscarried three children for him. He's not doing anything wrong. His wife gets pregnant but his seed breaks her. He needs to take care of his wife and get a new woman for children." The fisherman started rotating his hips, swiveling that mighty penis of his. Jennifer sighed. These cervix bashers and their arrogance. She loved it, but what If she didn't?
Not a fair trade. At all. Suddenly like the brute he was he started thrusting even deeper. He panted and gasped, and rammed himself into Jennifer. She braced, and as she expected his blasts of hot sperm started flowing into her. Just pumping as he grunted. He keeled over, spent. He must have had a lot to drink. Jennifer was really unsatisfied, and felt restless. She looked at the temple girl Akura. Akura must have been in her mid twenties, and had the spare frame of a farm girl, with no body fat, flat abs, long legs, and broad shoulders which carried a pair of perky, c cup breasts. She was calm but really beautiful. She knew what to do. Jennifer lay on her back, and Akura walked up to her, took her wrapper off, and started eating Jennifer's pussy. It was their thing. It was relaxing to Jennifer, got Akura sperm to eat which she loved, and was a thing they could do together to bond. Akura also received Calar's ministrations on sperm, so she would be in a rapture hearing what must be in the sperm and what it must mean. Her eyes were closed as she lapped up the sperm, and Jennifer relaxed. She could feel the orgasm building itself up. Her nipples were hard, her pussy was sore and wet, and Akura's firm hands were running all over her pussy and clit, stroking the clit at the same point. She bucked, and flexed at the waist. It was a gusher, and she squirted all over Akura's face. She could see the shadow of Akura's tail behind her wagging as she lapped at Jennifer's pussy with her rough tongue. These catmen and catwomen had magic tongues. Just as she came she felt Green walk into the room. He immediately walked behind Akura, who turned and bared fangs at him. She growled, and Green bristled and ran out. IT wasn't clear what happened, but then Green came back in with a strap on assembly. While Akura put on the strap on, Green walked up to Jennifer and slapped her pussy with his hard cock. Jennifer was so ready, and seized the pole, shoving it into her pussy. As Green entered her, she came again on the third stroke. His cock was hard and hot, and filled her. She could feel her God speaking to her again, and she could feel him speaking to Green. It was a real personal moment for them all. She was on her back with her legs to the ceiling, holding her ankles and giving Green a good view of her cunt. Green was on his knees in front of her pussy, pounding her with his dick and making her wetter with each stroke.
Jennifer's eyes were closed as she came, but Green insisted on fucking her into another two orgasms, after which she recoiled and needed to rest. She looked up to find Green on his knees, bent forward over her, with Akura behind him. Akura was fucking him with the massive black strap on. She had the cock five inches in Green's ass. Green was taking it deep, and the look on his face was not pure pleasure, but not pure agony either. They were both chanting the same words which she couldn't understand. Green's cock was still angry and hard against his belly, as Akura probed his rectum with the massive cock. Akura rammed him hard, and as she sped up Green worked his cock with his fist, pumping furiously. As Akura fucked him, Green exploded, spraying his cum all over Jennifer. Akura's tail was fully out, and it was clear she wasn't for men to fuck. Or was she? After Green came he roared, and rubbed his hand in his cum on Jennifer's belly. He turned and rubbed some on Akura's face. She recoiled, but instantaneously turned on to all fours. Green bit her neck, and mounted her with savagery Jennifer had never seen. HE filled her with his dick, and Akura literally wriggled like a cat, taking it. Jennifer could see AKura's red pussy, filled with Green's penis, pumping, squeezing, and fucking Green back. Green thrust hard , and reached around to play with Akura's breasts and her hard, black nipples. He twisted her nipples which she loved, and he had her shrieking and mewing as he fucked her. She purred, and frothed at the mouth. He fucked her long and hard. He was almost retaliating, and he came without letting Akura come. He blasted her full of sperm, and rolled over on his back. But Akura was happy, and stayed in that position on all fours as his sperm dripped out of her. Jennifer bolted up and reciprocated, sucking Akura's pussy and licking the sperm out of her. It was delicious, and Akura's pussy was fresh and firm and juicy. When she finished she groomed Akura's back and haunches, and then they both went to the stream to shower. By now it was mid day, and they wrapped themselves in wrappers and took buckets to the stream with them. They passed many people who stared at them. There were rumours about Calar's new friend, and Jennifer was very white. Jennifer wondered what she had just seen. Strap ons? Femdom? In Africa? It didn't make any sense to her, and she was confused. But she had just been brutally fucked, and she loved it. They reached the women's stream, and folded their wrappers under a rock to the side of the bank. While Akura dipped her toes gently, Jennifer walked to the deep end and dove into the clear cold stream. She could feel the night's sweat and the different crusts of old sperm and cum soften up, and as she rubbed her body she felt them wash off her. She swam to the cold bottom of the stream and floated back up. She saw Akura, who could not really swim, but who loved to play in the water. The water was suddenly hot, with bubbles rising from the floor. It was hard to explain, but it felt time changed. Calar was in their midst. He stood before Jennifer and Akura, and suddenly they were on the riverbed. It was dry. Calar was glorious as always, with glistening fur and a probing, hard penis. He looked at Jennifer, walked up to her, and groomed her, licking her face with his rough tongue. "I think you are getting ready". He said.
