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How Fur Got Into Cassandra DeMille (Rarity and Kotep)

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"I don't know. Isn't it a bit...tacky?" A frown creased the businesswoman's face as she looked down at the purse in her hands. Cassandra's old purse had broken apart at the strap on her way into work today, so it was time to get a new one. Slipping out of her building around ten, she'd headed to a nearby boutique in the bustling shopping district. There was a very professional-looking black leather bag, but the clerk seemed more than a little insistent.

"Oh no, not at all!" the clerk reassured her eagerly. "This purse doesn't say slut, not on you. On you, it says, 'look out, I'm a dangerous predator'! Business is a jungle after all, right? And you deserve to be queen of that jungle!"

Cassandra felt like pointing out that it was lions, not gaudy leopards, but instead just said, "Hmm."

"And, because it matches your eyes so well...thirty percent off."

The clerk had struck a chord with the budgeting, business-minded woman, and Cassandra's eyes lit up slightly. "I'll take it," she said, a little less worried about how much it would clash with her business top and pencil skirt if she was going to be getting it for one hundred and fifty dollars off. Pushing back her brown bangs, the rest of her hair tied up into a bun, she leaned over the counter to write out a check. She ripped off the check and handed it to the cashier, then took the receipt and the new purse with a smile.

If it really looked bad, she could just get it dyed black, she thought. She tossed the receipt and checkbook in the small bag, then slung the pink, furry, leopard-spotted purse over her shoulder and headed back toward her office. As it rocked lightly against her side, she felt satisfied with a successful transaction.
 
The purse may have appeared to be a normal, if a bit tacky, purse, but in reality it was certainly a bit unique. It had in it some sort of curse, the source of which no one knew. When someone bought that first bit of fur, it was one step to a full fur wardrobe. It would infect their mind, change their body, and eventually, they would be nothing more than a big-titted, fur-covered bimbo. Even an intelligent businesswoman like Cassandra was just one step from this. Her body would change, and she would want more fur to press against her sensual body. Within hours of the purchase, the thought of buying more fur would begin to creep into her mind.

For the last few months, Katelyn had been Cassandra's secretary. The businesswoman could be a bit of a hardass at times, but it was a good job overall. With auburn hair and light skin, Katelyn was certainly a pretty girl. Like her boss, she dressed in a very business-like fashion. With her hair in a tight bun and a gray pantsuit to cover her body, she was the opposite of a slutty appearance. When the office door opened, Katelyn's blue eyes glanced at her boss from behind her thick-framed glasses. "Good afternoon, Ms. DeMille. How are-" The secretary said, cutting off when she saw the leopard-print purse. It definitely wasn't like her boss.
 
Cassandra's stride was the confident step of businesswoman who knew just how powerful she was, and wanted everyone else to know it. The one thing that didn't fit with that air of authority and confidence was the bright, furry purse hanging off her shoulder. "Good afternoon, Katelyn," she said, smiling at her secretary. She was a good girl and got the work done, though from time to time Cassandra had to be hard with her--she couldn't let her get too friendly, because it was only a short way from there to getting sloppy and lazy. She did have a good manner of professional respect for Katelyn, and she was sure that her secretary felt the same.

"Oh, you saw my new purse?" she asked, as if it wasn't neon pink against her black top. "It makes me look like a predator, you know. Queen of the jungle," she said, flashing a small grin at Katelyn. "Plus it was thirty percent off." That made a little more sense with the Cassandra that Katelyn knew, but it was still quite strange nonetheless. "Is there anything important on my schedule for the rest of the day?" she asked as she walked into her office, taking a seat in the soft chair. After listening to her day's obligations, she let Katelyn get back to her desk, while she began to go through some of her emails. After a while, she shifted in her seat slightly, feeling like her clothes were a little constricting. That was ridiculous though, she'd had this tailored for her. Was she eating a bit too much? She made a mental note to cut down on her lunches.
 
The pink, furry purse was certainly out of place, and Katelyn, who thought she had a pretty good idea of what her boss was like, couldn't help but be confused at the purse. It would fit on some whore walking down a city street in skimpy clothing, but with the businesswoman in a suit, it looked totally out of place. Her boss would always look for a good deal, but normally this kind of thing would be repulsive to Cassandra. "Yes, it's very nice. Gives of a total different image than your last purse." Katelyn commented. It was the best reply she could think of.

The secretary went over the businesswoman's schedule, which consisted of fairly normal things for Cassandra; a few phone calls and a meeting later in the day. When her boss returned to her office, Katelyn paused for a moment, still trying to figure out what was going on. Finally, she shrugged dismissively and looked back down at her work. Maybe her boss was simply hitting an early mid-life crisis.

The curse of the purse had now begun to infect the body of Cassandra. Within an hour or two, her breasts will have added an extra cup, and her hips will widen noticeably. A bit of extra puffiness to her lips, and an increase in lust. Nothing extreme, but her sexual urges would increase. A strong-willed individual would be able to control it, but still want some stimulation, something small like oral sex. The urge to have more fur on the increasingly sexy body would grow in the victim's mind, drawing her to go and buy some more fur. Not a full shirt, but more, whether it be socks, panties, or a fur bra. The urge to buy more would grow with time like the victim's bust.
 
Around eleven, Cassandra had begun to feel the light, pulsing heat that was beginning to grow between her legs. She didn't often get horny at work--she didn't often get horny anywhere, so she was more than a little surprised to find that she was getting wet over nothing. She had to take care of it, though, or she'd be spending the whole day acting like she had a stick up her ass, trying to hold in her lust. No one was going to be coming in or calling, so she might as well just do it herself. Pushing her hand into her skirt, she shuddered and bit her lip as she began to stroke herself, muffled moans slipping between her teeth as her hips rocked, cheeks flushed. After her light orgasm, she cleaned herself up and threw the tissues away, letting out a relaxed sigh as she got back to work.

But her clothes were bothering her now, much more than usual. She put up with it as best she could until lunch time, but her panties were digging into her hips tightly while her bra sunk into her shoulders and squeezed her breasts. "Hold my calls, I'm going to go out shopping," Cassandra said to Katelyn as she walked out of the office. She'd meant to say 'getting lunch' to cover up her strangely compulsive shopping, but the truth had just slipped out.

On her walk to the shopping district, she found her chest and ass seemed to be bouncing much more than she liked. Her hips were swinging, slowing down her walk just a bit. She didn't even realize the slight pout she was letting her mouth slip into. She walked straight up to the clerk as she slipped into the 'intimate apparel' shop, and pushed her chest out a little. "Hi there, I could use a new bra--mine's getting a little, uh, old, and some new panties to go with it. I was thinking something with--" the purse brushed against her side, feeling a little warm, "--fur, maybe? Or maybe a fur bikini," she said, holding still to let the clerk take her measurements.
 
Sounds came from the office, ones that didn't make sense. Katelyn could only faintly hear the sounds, and couldn't make out what was going on. They were muffled sounds of... pleasure? The secretary didn't know what was going on, and didn't ask. Her boss had never been one to tell a lot about her personal life, and the receptionist would never push questions about it. When Cassandra said she was going to go shopping, the secretary was again confused by the odd actions for the boss. After Cassandra left, the secretary mumbled quietly to herself about how weird her boss was being. Maybe something was wrong in her life, but hopefully she wold be going back to normal. Katelyn wasn't concerned enough to question her boss yet.

Maria had been working in a lingerie shop for a few months, and had seen more than a few weird people come through the shop, as most people who came through had something a little bit off, and when the businesswoman walked through the door, she was a bit surprised, but with the large bust and ass of the woman, it definitely wasn't the oddest thing she'd seen. For all Maria knew, the woman could have been pleasing some man's fetish for businesswomen.

Maria was a bit short, at 5'4", with lightly tanned skin and dark hair which went down to her upper back. She had hazel eyes and a decent C-cup bust. The clerk took the measurements of the woman like she did many others, and was a bit surprised at the measurements, which came out to be 34E-26-39, making the bra that the woman wore much too small. "Well, your breasts are a bit larger than normal, but I'm sure we have something for you. I know that we have some fur bikinis. What kind of fur do you like? I know that we have leopard, mink, and tiger styles in your size." The clerk asked, stepping away from the buxom businesswoman.
 
Cassandra's serious hairdo had come undone slightly, her bangs hanging down a bit lower with a little bit of a curl to them, while her tight bun had loosened and fallen out into a ponytail. The dark brown had lightened somewhat, looking a bit redder and more vibrant, perhaps even with a hint of dirty blond. It wouldn't have looked particularly strange to anyone but those who knew Cassandra well--it just looked like she took a little more time to style her hair up somewhat.

Cassandra would have balked at her actual dimensions, but since the clerk didn't mention them, she just took the compliment on her bust size in stride, smiling at Maria as she curled her back slightly to stick her chest out a little more. Normally, she wouldn't wear a bikini as underwear, but considering how tight her underwear felt right now, she was fine with something that had a bit of stretch, at least until she had the time to get some decent new underwear tailored for her.

"Ohh," Cassandra almost moaned as she thought about what style to get. Leopard would match her purse, but mink would be so soft on her breasts... Licking her plumper, subtly pouting and slightly tender lips, she considered each before deciding, "I'll get the tiger style," with a warm smile. As soon as the bikini was in her hands, she slipped into the dressing room, not even looking at the mirror as she quickly stripped down, pulling off the ill-fitting underwear and sliding into the bikini before slipping back into her business suit. But as she redressed, she left the edges of the bikini peeking out from underneath her top, to give flashes of the bright fabric beneath her dull clothes. "What do you think?" she asked with a light smile, posing slightly after slipping out of the changing room.
 
When Cassandra decided on the type of fur, the clerk disappeared for a moment to find the bikini. The woman handed the bikini to the customer, waiting as the older woman changed into the sensual bikini. A woman with such lovely measurements rarely came into the store, so the clerk couldn't help but admire the lovely curves of the older businesswoman, curves that the shorter woman wished that she had.

While the woman was changed, the clerk waited, having no other customers to deal with, and when the woman came out, she was slightly surprised to see the bikini worn under the suit. In her mind, she reached the conclusion that the woman wasn't really a businesswoman, but instead maybe some sort of sex worker. Sure, there was a suit, but with the furry purse and the new furry bikini definitely defeated the idea of her being a hardworking businesswoman. Maria smiled widely at the woman, her eyes roaming over the businesswoman's sensual curves. "You look lovely. The suit makes you look business-like, while the bikini adds a bit of... mystery to your appearance." The clerk commented. She thought it weird, but her job was to sell products, so she wouldn't bring it up.

With the curse, when the victim put on more fur, it won't fulfill their craving. Instead, it will increase it. The more fur that the victim buys and wears, the faster the curse will spread. So, with the bikini, Cassandra will want to buy even more soft fur to cover her sensual curves, and her body's shift to a sensual, curvy figure would move faster, to the point where the bikini would be uncomfortably small within a day or two.
 
The thought didn't even come into Cassandra's head that the bikini might make her look sluttier. The curse was behind that, helping to smooth over any realizations about what she was doing. It wasn't perfect though, she was bound to notice something sooner or later, but it was already too late for her to do anything about it. She was getting hooked, and she didn't even realize it.

Her face lit up as she listened to the clerk, thinking about how together with her purse, she must cast this air of a powerful, almost predatory, yet mysterious businesswoman. It appealed to everything that Cassandra used to be, while the reality of her looking almost like an upscale escort dressing up like a businesswoman would appeal to the woman she was becoming. With a warm smile, she took her credit card out of her purse and let Maria ring up her purchase. She walked out of the store wearing her new bikini, her old underwear stuffed into her purse.

"I'm back, honey," Cassandra said as she stepped into her secretary's office, leaning slightly on the woman's desk with a slight smile. "Any calls for me?" she asked in a casual, almost friendly tone, her eyes glancing over Katelyn's breasts as she looked down at the seated girl. It wasn't completely weird to see her boss acting more friendly, because she did loosen up on occasion, but combined with all the other strangeness of the day, it was still just a little too odd.
 
Maria smiled to herself as she checked out Cassandra. The clerk was still confused about the odd woman in front of her, but a customer was a customer. Maybe she was going to go bang a guy with a fur fetish. She had seen much weirder things than that. A woman with such a lovely body and such odd dress must be some sort of escort, as the purse and new bikini didn't work with the suit. "Thank you. You look lovely in the new bikini. Come back any time." The clerk said to Cassandra as she left.

Katelyn had just finished a phone call when her boss walked in, and the oddities of her boss continued with the unorthodox introduction. "Good day, Cassandra." The secretary responded, looking up at her boss. Her eyes caught the edges of the new bra in Cassandra's suit, and a spark of confusion crossed her face, but left as quickly as it had appeared. "Yes, the vice president wants to talk with you later this week. You didn't miss much while you were... shopping." The receptionist said politely.

The fur purse, and now what appeared to be a fur bikini worn as a bra would be enough to surprise the redhead, but with the odd words added, Katelyn was quite confused. She noticed her boss's eyes dipping lower than her eyes and looked down at her suit. "Umm... Do I have something on my shirt?" The woman asked as she looked back up at her odd boss.
 
"Oh no, that's fine..." Cassandra said, her eyes looking a little vacant, almost a bit dreamy as she looked down at Katelyn. If she hadn't known better, she might have thought that her boss was trying to check her out. That was ridiculous, of course--Cassandra wasn't even a lesbian, and she was far too professional to be caught dead trying to flirt with one of her co-workers. Right? She was acting odd recently, but that would be just ridiculous.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I must have drifted off for a moment," she said, chuckling lightly and rubbing her forehead. 'I was just, umm...daydreaming a little," she said, trying to push the image of her lapping at Katelyn's nipples out of her mind. She didn't even know where that thought had come from...but more worrisome was how gladly she had been imagining it.

"I'll be in my office if you need me, sweetie!" Cassandra said, her hips shaking from side to side slightly as she slipped through the door of her office. She was feeling a little warm for no good reason, and almost a little dizzy too. Taking a deep breath, she dove back into work, working a little slower than usual as she occasionally paused to adjust her bikini that she wore as underwear. With a sense of pride at her self-control, she worked until it was just a little past three, then sat back in her seat, starting to stroke her pussy while searching for pictures of high heels on the internet. She just needed to cum, then she could get back to focusing on work...
 
The secretary could feel the woman's eyes on her, an odd feeling given the serious demeanor that Cassandra had put out since she had met her. Was something wrong with her? Maybe, Katelyn thought it was none of her business. Was her boss really looking at her like that? There wasn't much of a probability of that in Katelyn's mind.

"Quite alright. You've been working a lot recently, you have the right to space out a little." Katelyn replied, shrugging off the awkwardness of the situation that continued to grow. Fur purse, and now a fur bra, pet names, and roaming eyes? Something was wrong, but she didn't know how to fix it. Hopefully, Cassandra would come back tomorrow and be back to normal.

"Alright, have a nice day. I'll be here if you need my help with anything." The secretary said in response to her boss's much flirtier comment. When her boss was gone, Katelyn took a deep breath, thinking over what had just happened, but then she just looked back down at her computer and got back to work, shrugging it off.

The more fur pressed up against Cassandra's curvaceous body helped feed the curse, the speed of change heightening. Her breasts got larger, her hips wider, and her waist thinner with each passing moment. Her focus would change in life, pushing out all unncessary concerns, until her drives were to do two things- Buy more fur, and have more sex. Everytime she would see a man or woman, her body will urge her to sleep with them, even though her urges could never be satisfied.
 
Cassandra found it hard to focus by the end of the day, though she was definitely looking forward to some free time after work that she could use to go buy some shoes. She wasn't too much different coming out of the office at four thirty than when she'd slipped back in after lunch, though Katelyn could notice that her hair was down a bit longer, looking almost like she had put highlights into it, and the typically straight bangs had a bit of a curl and bounce to them.

"Okay, Katie, I'm going to head home for the day," Cassandra said as she stepped out of her office, smiling at her secretary as she leaned against the side of her desk, which pushed up her breasts a little, showing off more of that deep cleavage framed with the gaudy bikini top. After pushing herself against the desk, though, she leaned back, shaking her head as she raised a hand to her forehead. "I'm sorry, I've been feeling really...odd all day. I'll try to get some rest tonight, hopefully I'll be feeling better tomorrow," she murmured, nodding goodbye to her secretary as she slipped out of the office.

Okay, she was going to head home, take a nice bath to relax, have a quick dinner, then get a nice, long sleep so she'd be ready to go tomorrow. After a quick stop, of course. Back at the store where she'd bought her purse, she went inside with a small smile on her face as she walked up to the clerk. "I've really been enjoying this purse!" she said with a small laugh. "But I was thinking I could use some new shoes to go along with it, maybe something with a similar design." She paused for a moment, rubbing her hands together slightly. "...what are the tallest shoes you have? Anything...you know, platform heel or something?"
 
When her boss walked out of her office, the secretary looked up at her boss, smiling at the odd-acting woman. The hair of Cassandra had changed, which surprised Katelyn. A lot of the other changes were at least possible, but this one was a bit extreme. Katelyn's smile wavered for a moment, but the receptionist kept looking at Cassandra, trying not to betray her confusion.

She nodded knowingly when Cassandra said that she had been feeling a bit off. Katelyn couldn't help but glance down the deep cleavage with it revealed so clearly in front of her, the large breasts further accented by the odd bikini that the businesswoman wore in place of a bra. "Well, we all have off times. I'm sure that you're just going through a bit of a hormonal imbalance." The secretary said with a shrug. Sure, she had never seen anything like this, but it wasn't like she had some sort of weird magical curse, right?

Laura wasn't surprised to see the businesswoman walk back in to the store. The purse's allure was hard to resist for even the strongest women, so seeing this woman back was to be expected. "See, I told you it was better than some boring old black bag! It looks so good on you." The clerk said perkily. Her eyes caught the furry bra that covered the woman's ample bosom, and she giggled. More fur for the businesswoman. "Shoes? Oh yes, we have something like that in stock. You're really going for the predator look." The dark-haired clerk said, disappearing into the back of the store for the moment before coming out with a box that contained a pair of platform heels in the same style as the purse. The clerk opened the box, showing the shoes to Cassandra. "How do these look?"
 
"Oh yes, it does look so good on me, doesn't it?" she said with a warm smile, enjoying the praise her appearance was getting and puffing out her chest proudly. Laura clearly understood her style, which made her quite happy after getting all those weird looks from her secretary and the clerk at the lingerie shop. "Mmm, that's right. I want to be the big, strong, seductive predator," she said, then paused slightly, surprised that 'seductive' had just slipped out of her lips. But...well, it was kind of true, after all...

Cassandra had to hold back a girlish squeal when she saw the shoes. The fur on them was shorter, just a soft fuzz, but they matched her purse perfectly, the exact same sort of pink leopard spots. "These look...perfect," she said, trailing her fingers lightly over the narrow heels. They reached up a good nine inches from the ground, but four of those inches were made up by the platforms. She sat down and wasted no time getting her black pumps off, and slipping them into the new heels instead. She wobbled slightly as she walked, finding it hard to do her usual executive stride, but she absolutely loved them in every way. With a smile and a friendly kiss, Cassandra paid for the shoes, then headed home.

That night, she sat in the bathtub, water sloshing around her as she fingered herself, the heels of her new shoes pressed up against the tile while she pumped her fingers back and forth into her slit underneath her bikini. Falling asleep in the water after some intense orgasms, she woke up with a start the next morning and had to get ready quickly. She put on makeup quickly, laying it more heavily on her thick, pouting lips, then tried and combed her honeyed brown-with-blond-highlights hair until it fell in soft waves, tickling the tips of her shoulders. Her skirt was quite tight and rode up on her hips, while she had to leave her top with one less button buttoned than usual.

Hips swaying as her flashy platform heels clicked on the floor, Cassandra hurried into her office, only a little late getting in. "Good morning, Katie!" she said, giving her secretary a tight hug. "Sorry for being late, the alarm must've not gone off."
 
The salesperson nodded in agreement, her eyes roaming over the curvaceous body of the lovely woman. The features of the businesswoman were continuing to improve, moving towards the ideal that the curse of the fur purse had for women. The changes were speeding up, and the effects would quickly spread throughout her body, leaving her unable to resist. "Oh, you certainly look the part. Any man or woman will be unable to resist your seductiveness."

The shoes were perfect in the eyes of someone infected with the curse. The more fur, the better, and this even matched the other fur item that she wore. The sight of the woman changing out her much more professional-looking pumps for the high platform shoes made a smile curl up on the corners of Laura's lips. "They look great on you. You will be the queen of any jungle in those platform shoes." The saleswoman insisted, but the businesswoman didn't need any sort of convincing to buy the tacky platform shoes that added several noticeable inches to her height.

When Cassandra came through the door in the morning, Katelyn hoped that she was normal, but the sight that she saw was definitely not moving in the right direction. The secretary's eyes widened when she was hugged tightly, and she awkwardly hugged her boss back, feeling the woman's impressive bosom pressing against her smaller chest. "It's alright, you're the boss here, right?" Katelyn said, stepping away from her boss, her eyes moving over the woman's dress style. "W-wow, you got some new shoes. You definitely seem to be... changing styles." The redhead commented with a smile.
 
Cassandra's tight hug made her purse swing loosely from her shoulder, and as Katelyn pushed herself away, her arm dragged along the fur of the purse before she managed to slip out of the embrace with her boss. She found herself feeling a bit flustered, cheeks slightly warm, and perhaps a little warm between her legs as well. You know, the fur actually looked all right on Cassandra. Maybe not very professional, but it certainly didn't look bad, even as high as those heels were.

"Yeah, I know! Doesn't it look so intimidating?" she said with a perky tone, smiling brightly at Katelyn as she curled her fingers and made a cute 'rawr'. "It's like I'm a predator, like a tiger or a leopard or a zebra or something." She didn't even seem to notice the mistake, just smiling at her secretary. "I'm gonna go and get some work done, but let me know if I, you know, need to do something or anything," she said, strutting off into her office and leaving Katelyn with fur on her mind.

Her work had slowed to a crawl as she hunted for each key to press, sighing and rubbing her legs together occasionally as she thought about how she could be fingering herself. There was a soft ding from her computer and she looked up, surprised, seeing a reminder that she had to get to a meeting. Wiggling her hips, she clicked out the door in a hurry, breezing past Katelyn. "So, um, sales are...up this quarter with, uh...with the...breakdown showing how, um..." She stammered through her presentation, her breasts--easily F-cups by now--jiggling slightly in her top, her plump, heavily made-up lips glistening slightly, and her skirt riding up on her wide hips no matter how she tried to pull it down.

"Ughh, that meeting was really bad," she groaned as she came back into Katelyn's office, sighing and leaning against her desk. "I just want to do something to get that off my mind...maybe go shopping or hit a salon," she said, musing to herself. She wasn't looking forward to having to face her boss later that day, who was sure to demand an explanation for why she'd botched her presentation.
 
When the furry purse brushed over the secretary's shoulder, she felt a flush across her cheeks from the feeling of the soft material rubbing against her flesh. Maybe the fur wasn't as weird as it looked. The thought of getting some fur clothing of her own crept into the back of Katelyn's head. The curse had infected her as well. Due to receiving the curse second-hand, it would develop a lot slower, and the physical changes wouldn't begin until soft fur was pressed up against her body to feed the curse. Heat rose in her body, and a smile came across her lips. The fur looked good on Cassandra, and she was wondering how good it would look on her as well.

"Oh yes, a predator ready to stop anyone from getting in your way and take this company by storm." The receptionist replied, her eyes roaming over all of the fur-covered accessories that her formerly business-like boss was now wearing. With the heels, Cassandra stood a good half-foot taller than her, so Katelyn had to look up to meet her boss's eyes. A bit of confusion did cross her face at the mention of zebras, which are decidedly not predatory, but let the mistake slip. When her boss left, Katelyn sat down, the thought of fur clothing against her body filling her young mind.

When her boss returned, Katelyn looked up at the older woman and smiled. "It's alright. Everyone makes mistakes every once in a while, right?" The secretary replied, rising to her feet. "Well, after seeing how beautiful you look in that fur, I've been thinking of going to get some myself. If it makes you feel better, we could go shopping together." Katelyn suggested. Normally, she wouldn't consider shopping with her boss, but neither of their heads were on straight at the moment.
 
And normally, Cassandra would never have dreamed of taking Katelyn shopping with her, unless they were looking for office furniture or the like. But normally, Cassandra was a C-cup at best, and normally, she never wore anything with a heel higher than two inches. Since those two were out the window, it seemed like a day for doing things that she would never have dreamed of. "Alright, Katie, let's go shopping!" Cassandra said with a smile, glad for a chance to forget about work for a little bit. "Oh...or would you rather go by Kat or something?" she asked as they walked out the door.

The two of them walked together, with Katelyn finding herself spending more time admiring Cassandra's clothes and body than she usually would. Slipping into a boutique filled with all sorts of flashy fashions, Cassandra almost giggled as she made a beeline for the racks where tops were. Unlike the other stores, this one had quite a variety of items, many of them in brightly colored fur...Katelyn felt almost lost before a warm voice spoke next to her.

"Hi, do you need help finding anything?" Tammy was a young clerk dressed in a small top and skirt, looking like quite the trendy college-age girl, with maybe a bit of a cheerleader vibe to her--or maybe that was just her job as a retail clerk. "Your friend seems pretty energetic," she said with a light giggle, then looked up at her again after seeing the other clerk approaching Cassandra. "So, what can I help you find?" she asked.
 
Katelyn's mind wasn't working right at the moment. Her thoughts, which were normally focused on work and what she would be doing on the weekend, were full of thoughts of fur and how fur would feel pressed up against her body. Another, even weirder thought she was having, was about how attractive her boss looked. With the large breasts, fur bikini, and tall platform shoes, the curse made Cassandra look beautiful to Katelyn, even though she normally wouldn't harbor any thoughts like that towards her boss. But she just looked so beautiful... "Great, let's go!" Katelyn said, following her boss as they walked out the door. "Oh, and Katie is fine, but you can call me whatever you want. You're the boss, right?"

Katelyn kept close to her boss as they walked together, her eyes occasionally moving over to the sexy woman walking next to her, taking in the sexy swing of the hips with each step in the high platform heels, which made her already beautiful body even more attractive. When they entered the store, Katelyn gasped at all of the flashy items in the store. Normally, none of this would interest her, but since her boss had arrived with that flashy purse, a lot of things seemed to be changing.

The secretary looked over at the bubbly clerk who addressed her and smiled, nodding quickly. "Yeah, she loves anything with fur on it. She's not normally this energetic, but this is where she belongs." Katelyn replied with a giggle. "Well, I've been watching my friend, and fur just looks like so much fun. I'm looking for some fur clothing, preferably in a bright color and pattern. The more fur, the better, so if I could get a top, a bottom, and some undergarments and shoes, that would be great." Katelyn said, a wide smile on her face. Fur was so beautiful, she couldn't wait to own some for herself.
 
"Let's see...on you, I think a sort of snow leopard pattern might look good," Tammy said, rubbing her chin lightly. "Your friend has the silkier sorts of fur, so why not get you in something fluffier?" Katelyn...no, Katie sounded nicer, didn't it? Sexier, definitely. Her boss was so good at being sexy...but after musing about how pretty Cassandra was, she realized that Tammy had moved on and was waving for her to follow.

"With a top like this, you shouldn't even need a bra," Tammy said as she passed the tight leather tank top with a deeply plunging neck line to Katie. "But you should get something hot for a thong..." She passed Katie a bright pink spotted thong. "Now for a matching ensemble..." As she walked through the store, she quickly shuffled through the racks, pulling out an outfit for Katie to wear. It was a tiny miniskirt, barely enough to hide the bright thong she would be wearing, and with thick, fluffy, cream-colored fur with a leopard spot pattern. The coat she picked out nearly made Katie squeal, looking like it would wrap warmly around her arms and torso, keeping that soft fur pressed against her chest while still showing off her midriff. The shoes were boots instead, running all the way up to her knees and coated inside and out with soft fur that matched the coat and miniskirt. Though they were hidden beneath the fluff, the heels crept up a dizzying six inches.

"Now put that all on, and tell me how you feel," she said with a bright smile on her face, opening up the changing room door for Katie.
 
"Snow leopard? Oh, that sounds great. Some... fluffy fur..." The thought of fluffy fur pressed against her body caused a shiver to run down Katie's back. Yeah, Katie. Katelyn sounds like some snobby girl who stays at home and wears suits and other boring clothing. Someone wearing fur needs to have a name as sexy as her outfit. A moment was spent visualizing her boss in a more intimate situation than she ever would have even considered, and without noticing it, her tongue slowly licked her lips. She noticed that the clerk had moved after a moment of spacing out and giggled as she followed the woman.

When the slutty leather tank top was passed to her, her hands slowly moved over it, and she visualized herself in it, with most of her bust on display, showing it off to sexy people who she could... The thong elicited a similar reaction, with her mind filled with thoughts of how great she would look in the skimpy, bright thong that would just barely cover her womanhood. The true icing on the cake for her, though was the thick white fur that covered the beautiful outfit. The fur bikini that Cassandra wore was sexy, of course, but this... Her thighs rubbed together subconsciously for a moment as she felt heat rising in her loins as she felt the soft fur with her hands, a look of pure happiness on her face, as the feeling of fur expanded the power of the curse, causing her mind to continue to sink away to a focus on soft, sexy fur, like the outfit she currently held in her arms. "It's perfect!" She squealed, her hand running over the soft material.

Katie hurried into the changing room, quickly removing the boring old clothing that she wore, excited to wear the new outfit, which fit her new mind perfectly. Her hand ran over her moistening pussy for a few moments before she began slowly dressing, enjoying the feeling of the new, sexy clothing covering her body. The tank top and thong didn't take long, but when she got to the fur, her pace slowed, her body entirely focusing on the material. Her body tingled as she first slid on the tiny miniskirt, which clung attractively to her thighs and buttocks, highlighting their curves. Next were the soft boots, which caused a long moan of pleasure to escape her mouth, feeling her toes brushing over the soft, thick fur. Finally came the soft coat, which made her entire body shiver with pleasure as it slowly settled onto her body, covering her flesh with the warm, soft touch of the material. After taking a moment to enjoy the feeling, she sauntered out of the changing room, the boots having required a change in her walk. "How do I look?" She asked the saleswoman, slowly turning around, showing off her fur-covered body.
 
"Oh, you look fantastic!" Tammy said, smiling brightly at Katie as she looked her up and down. The outfit was just the right mix of cute and flashy, and while Katie maybe didn't have a whole lot to show off, the outfit definitely showed off everything that she had well. "You can leave that all on if you want and just come over here, and I'll ring you up," she offered, heading over to the cash register and taking out a pair of scissors to clip off the tags.

With the fur surrounding her, she felt soft and warm, not to mention sexy. Like her boss, she was going to look predatory...though with the fluffier fur, she did look a little more inviting, maybe. It made sense, she was supposed to be the girl that people were happy to see, and happy to look at. While she mused about how to make herself appear more attractive, her body had begun to grow, wrapped up in fur as it was. Her breasts were slowly beginning to push against the top, gradually deepening her cleavage, while her lips had begun to soften and her hips to widen. Slowly, she was losing her more professional looks for something a bit more along the lines of 'sex kitten'.

"Mmm, well..." Cassandra said, thinking about what she might like to wear. "I do have to look professional, so I was thinking maybe a dress? It needs to be tight, though...and I'd like it if it'd show off these," she said, almost giggling as she thrust her breasts out at the clerk. "I don't really need any particular sort, but...maybe...pink tiger stripes? Or you think it should be spots like my purse? Or it could be orange, ooh or maybe purple..." She licked her plump lips lightly, her blouse and skirt making soft creaking sounds as her curves strained against them.
 
Not having to remove the soft, sensual fur from her body was a great thought, so Katie nodded in agreement at the saleswoman. Smiling at the feeling of the fur rubbing against her body with each step, she followed Tammy to the register. Normally, she would be a lot shrewder in her purchases, but at the moment her focus wasn't how good a deal that outfit was, but how good it looked on her.

Her mind was already degrading from the moment that the curse infected her, but now that she was wearing the fur, the curse was in full swing, and within only a day or two, much of her mind would be ground down to allow for focus on what the curse thought important. Her body was growing to a more sensual form, but the lack of thought in her head stopped her from noticing the large changes. Breasts that seemed to be racing to match those on her boss, thighs that expanded to match her wide gait, and lips that were making her look even more attractive to anyone. With her changing body, changing mind, and new outfit, she was quickly becoming a stupid, sexy slut.

Cassandra's body, even though she was farther along, was continuing to change. Large breasts, wide hips, thick lips, long hair. The saleswoman, Libby, thought for a moment at the woman's request. Business-like, and showing off her breasts? It didn't make sense to her, but she wasn't going to point that out. "Oh, we have something that would look great on you." Libby said, motioning for Cassandra to follow her. The saleswoman pulled out a dress from the rack. It was made of soft, dark purple fur with black spots over it. It was strapless, and would reveal a large amount of cleavavage, and would also end fairly high, being just long enough to cover her furry panties. "How does this look?"
 
"Ooh, that looks just wonderful!" Cassandra cooed, unable to keep from giggling as she ran her fingers over the sleek fur. That would look so good with a fur-lined coat, she thought...but no, she had to look businesslike. She had to wear a business suit. Or, well, at least the jacket over her dress. It wasn't that strange to wear a dress to work, she told herself, lightly rubbing the fabric against her cheek. Libby had to wake her out of her bliss. "I'll try it on right away!" she said brightly.

Looking in the mirror, she loved how much of her breasts it showed off, running her fingers lightly over the tender flesh, then running her hands along her legs as she felt how high up the skirt ran. It was absolutely gorgeous, keeping her wrapped in pleasing, soft, sexy fur that would brush against her with every step. Subconsciously, she was also drawn to the dress because of how much it seemed that it could stretch. She didn't know it, but she was even buying clothes to suit her transformation.

Cassandra's business jacket was looking even more out of place with the dress on, but she insisted that she had to wear it. The curse would slowly grind away that lingering professionalism, but for now, she was dressed in all fur but for a gray pinstripe jacket. She paid at the register, then held hands with Katie as they began to walk back to the office. A small distinction between the two of them was gradually becoming evident--though the two were headed for quite the same fate, Katie was the perkier, 'cuter' one, while Cassandra was the more elegant, 'seductive' one. The distinction was still small though, as they were both becoming complete sluts all the same.

Cassandra had been looking forward to chatting about fashion with her newfound friend, but after getting back, apparently she had some boring meeting with her boss or whatever. The presentation she had botched was almost gone from her mind, but she trudged, as much as one could trudge in platform heels, off to his office, opening up the door. "You wanted to see me?" she asked in a slightly bubbly voice.
 
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