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How Fur Got Into Cassandra DeMille (Rarity and Kotep)

Cassandra was more excited about the soft fur dress than Libby had ever seen anyone get about a clothing item, but didn't bother the excited businesswoman until she had to snap her out of the fur-induced trance. The fur dress was just more power to the infectious curse that was infecting the woman's mind, and the idea of the soft, tight fur squeezing around her body.

The curse's speed increased with a jolt when the soft fur dress was put on her, like a jolt of energy in to the infection that spread in her mind. The sexy fur was just what would please Cassandra, and more importantly, the thoughts that were overtaking her mind at the moment.

Once Cassandra had paid for her beautiful dress, the two of them left. Katie normally would have never held her boss's hand, but today was a day for a lot of firsts for the both of them. Their minds were emptying of the unimportant information in their lives, so there wasn't much to talk about anymore, but when they both loved fur so much, what more would they need to talk about? Katie couldn't help but feel heat in her pussy, which was craving attention from the fur-clad woman. When her boss said she had to go to a boring meeting, Katie pouted a bit, but went back to her desk, even if she didn't intend to do much work.

Lance had been surprised to see Cassandra do such a bad job on the presentation, as she tended to do a lot better, so he of course wanted to have a talk with her about what was going on. With a shock of gray hair and a bit of a gut, he was the image of an aging executive. He heard footsteps approaching and sat up straight in his large chair, waiting for her to enter. When she walked in, a look of shock crossed his face as he took in her new clothing. The shoes and dress didn't fit the pinstripe coat that the woman wore. Were her boobs bigger? "Yeah, sit down. First things first. What the hell are you wearing?" He grumbled, even though in the back of his mind he was thinking that she looked good in it.
 
Cassandra tossed some of her curling dirty blond hair as she waled in and took a seat. Crossing her legs to show off how shapely and curvy they were, as well as to show off the height of her shoes, she put her hands on her top knee, pushing her breasts together slightly. Licking, then pouting her thick lips, she was practically posing for him as she sat down, highly unprofessional in far too many ways to even count.

"Well, my wardrobe was a little too plain, so I went out and bought something with some flair to it," she said haughtily, as if the only kind of person who could think that her change of outfit was bad would be an absolute moron. "I needed more of that sexual, predatory look. Dangerous but sexy, never really sure if I'm going to eat you...or fuck you," she said, audibly purring as she ran her hands invitingly along her legs.

The keyboard in front of Katie seemed far more daunting than it should have, the keys confusing and hard to understand. Her gradually elongating nails were only adding to the difficulty of typing. There was some correspondence she needed to sort though, and some meetings she needed to add to Cassandra's schedule, but that was all just...so boring. As her lips were pouting and plumping up, she began to want something between them, even just a pencil to hold between those soft, tender lips. Her nipples poked lightly against her leather top, while her bare midriff was slimming down, looking all the more curvy when compared to her chest and hips. Hey...you could look up porn on computers, couldn't you?
 
To someone infected with the curse, the clothing was rather normal, but to a businessman like Lance, the sight of the woman in the slutty fur clothing was totally wrong. His look stayed disapproving, even if his eyes couldn't help but roam over her changing body. Her every movement, influenced by the change in her mind, seemed to be to show off her assets, from her still-growing breasts, to her wide hips, to her shapely legs, and there were few people who could ignore it.

"Well, even though I don't doubt that your new outfit has more... flair to it, it definitely isn't appropriate." He said, pronouncing the word "flair" like it was a forbidden word. Her outfit would fit, sure, if she was a stripper or an escort, but as a businesswoman, it just made her look silly. Attractive, but still silly. "Along with the terrible presentation you had yesterday, I'm starting to wonder what is going on with you. If you're going through some sort of problem, you can't let it affect your professional attitude." He said, trying to ignore the heavily sexualized gestures.

Normally Katie would have gotten work done, but in the five or so minutes since she had sat down, her focus wasn't in work. Work was boring. Not something for a sexy girl like herself to be doing. Why would she be working when there were so many better things to do? It was a waste of such a beautiful body to sit around at a boring desk all day! Why, she should be out having fun! Well, as long as she was there, maybe she could find some entertainment...

Within the next five minutes, Katie's legs were spread wide, three fingers digging into her slit as videos of sex filled the screen of her computer. Her thong was around her knees, and fluids were dripping from her body. The leather top had been moved to let her massive tits out, allowing them more space to grow.
 
"Not appropriate? How could it not be? I look like a powerful businesswoman, because that's what I am!" she said, rising up on her heels, her body slowly jiggling as she approached Lance. "I don't have any sort of problem. You're the one with the problem! You were fine when I hid my body and tried to look like a man, but the minute I start trying to look like a strong woman, you think it's affecting my professional attitude?" She was talking loud enough that the people in the office outside would be able to hear and wonder what was going on inside.

"I'll show you professional attitude!" she said, as she spun his chair around to face her, then dropped to her knees in front of him and roughly tugged open his pants. Before he could even think to react, his shaft was wrapped between her soft lips, which squeezed and wrapped around his cock wonderfully, cradling it while she bobbed her head quickly. She was so skilled that it seemed as if she'd only just started before he orgasmed. Rising back to her feet as she licked her lips, she made a soft 'humph', as if she was confident she'd won the argument, then turned on a stiletto heel and marched out of his office.

As Cassandra walked back into the office, she giggled as she saw Kitty--no, Katie? Right, Katie. She saw Katie blushing, her face looking flushed and her hair slightly disheveled. "Heehee, were you having a bit of fun?" she asked, grinning and winking at her secretary.
 
Normally when anyone talked back to him, especially a subordinate, Lance wouldn't take it, but the forceful tone and unrelenting speech made it hard for him to get in any comments. Normally Cassandra would listen when he criticized her, but like a lot of things, she was changing in her reactions. The idea of how sexy the fur looked on her was so deeply planted by the curse by now that anyone who criticized her would receive a similar reaction, as to her, she as dressing like a strong woman, not like what anyone else said. "Could you quiet down? You're not dressing like a strong woman, you look like a whore." He said forcefully.

When she dropped to her knees in front of him, he was confused as to her intentions, but when she grabbed at his pants, the clothing suggested what she was about to do. When her lips went around his cock, he stammered about being married, but the amazing pleasure from her blowjob overpowered any intelligent response to it. His wrinkled cock didn't take long to explode with long built up cum, and when she walked out of the office, he was left with an expression of shock for a moment before zipping his pants back up. What the hell was going on with her?

Katie had been overwhelmed with the pleasure and had only stopped masturbating after two hard orgasms. She had covered herself back up, but her hair was wild, and what she was done was obvious. When Cassandra walked in, Katie blushed deeper. "W-well, I needed something entertaining to do while you were gone, right?" Katie replied, her hand running over her thigh.
 
"Hehe, that's using your head!" Cassandra said with a light giggle. "So, what do you say we meet up here tomorrow...to turn in our resignation?" she suggested, winking at Katie. "This place is just...soo stuffy and outdated, I can't believe I even worked here! I don't know about you, but I've got plenty of money saved up...we could, y'know, live together and stuff. It'd be like having a roommate in college!" she said, a bright smile on Cassandra's face.

"Ooh, and maybe before work tomorrow, you could help me pick out a fur coat! I want to see the look on that chauvinist pig's face when I look hotter then ever when I quit. And, like, assertive and everything," she said, waving her hand. "And since I'm your boss...I say you can get off work early today, cause all the good stuff gets blocked here," she said with a wink and a giggle before slipping into her office to gather up her things.

She was thinking that she might leave straight for home, but she did want to look good--very good for the big day tomorrow when she quit. On her way home early today, she pulled up in front of a salon and strutted in with a smile on those pouty lips. She had taken off her business jacket, so any pretense of professionalism was gone. "Hey there," she said, smiling warmly at the receptionist. "I want to get a dye job and a style cut, please!"
 
Katie nodded in agreement. Watching porn was such a better waste of time than the office than doing the boring work that she used to spend her time on. With her new mindset, she wondered how she could ever bear to sit here and do that boring work. There were so many more fun things that she could be doing! At least now she realized all of the fun things that life held for her and her boss, especially with their sexy bodies and fun new mindsets.

"Oh yeah, we can find better jobs than this, easily! We can go out and get all kinds of fun things to do, not this boring office work." Katie agreed, a wide smile on her face. The idea of doing even one more day worth of work at this place was disgusting to the woman. The curse had definitely loosened up her mind. The idea of living together with her boss caused a blush to cross her face. "That sounds amazing. It's so boring living alone, I bet we could have a lot of fun living together." The woman agreed, nodding vigorously. She thought so similarly to Cassandra that they would definitely have a lot of fun together. "I'd love to help you pick up some more sexy fur!" Katie agreed.

The offer to go home early was one that she was happy with, as at home she had so much more freedom to get out the sexual energy that had been building up within her. "Thanks, honey! I'll see you tomorrow." Katie said as she left, planning to go home and have some relaxing fun.

When the fur-covered woman entered the salon, the receptionist was slightly surprised at the appearance of the woman, but smiled warmly at her. "Alright. Can I get your name? A stylist will be out in a few minutes to help you." The receptionist said politely. Just a few minutes later, a petite woman with short blonde hair came out, calling Cassandra's name. The stylist, whose name was Krystal, was short and slim, with had bright blue eyes and light blonde hair.
 
Instead of Cassandra, she gave her name as Cassie, finding that she just...well, seemed to like it more, that was all. She felt like she could do with a bit of change, after all. Cassandra had been the woman who'd spent all her time trying her hardest to look serious and professional. Cassie was the woman who was finally learning to live a little and have fun.

"Mmm, hi there Krystal," Cassie said, reading off of the woman's nametag and smiling demurely at her, fluttering her lashes lightly. It wasn't very serious flirting--just a light, almost teasing sort of thing. But still, that was the sort of girl Cassie was becoming--she could hardly help flirting with anyone she thought looked cute.

"Okay, so I'd like to get it all a bright blond...you know, like completely platinum," she said, motioning to her hair as she sat back into the chair and got herself settled down in it. "And if you could, I'd like my hair curlier, a bit more teased out too..." As Krystal would begin to work on the sexy woman's hair, she noticed the strangest things about how her hair was acting...if she trimmed it slightly to even it out, it grew longer, drifting further down her back. If she tried to comb it out straight, her hair would start to curl, looking more wild, just like how Cassie asked for it.
 
When the former businesswoman fluttered her eyelashes, the stylist smiled back at her, a hint of sexuality in the expression, which she had intended as a light reply to the attractive woman.

Krystal nodded in agreement when Cassie explained what she wanted done. It sounded to her like something some bimbo would wear, but with the clothing that the woman wore, it definitely wouldn't be out of place on her. "Alright, I can do that. I think that platinum blonde hair will fit you and your clothing perfectly." Krystal said with a smile before getting to work.

When she started cutting, it didn't take long for the stylist to notice that some weird and illogical things were happening with her customer's hair. Krystal had never seen anything like this before, and the idea of this was absurd to her. Self-repairing hair, curling without any reason to? "You have such nice hair, Cassie. It shouldn't take long for me to get it looking perfect for you." The stylist said, the back of her mind questioning what was going on with her client's hair. "How did you get such a lovely body? There must be some secret." Krystal said, smiling as her eyes moved over the woman's body.
 
"Mmm, well, you know, some girls just get lucky when it comes to these kinds of things," she said with a soft giggle, arching her back slightly to stick out her breasts a little more. Her cleavage was...well, deep. Incredibly deep and huge, her giant breasts squeezed together by the furry dress.

With her hair teasing itself out almost whorishly, it made the stylist's job much easier. Soon, once she had gotten it into a good, wild, slutty sort of style, it was about time to bleach her hair. She'd been mostly quiet this whole time, but now she squirmed slightly, seeming to have something on her mind. "Oh miss Krystal...do you think you'd be able to take care of my nails too? They look so drab...maybe some fake nails with zebra stripes would look nice," she said with a light giggle.

As she was slowly made into the bleached blond sex doll that she had been turning into ever since she had touched the purse (only missing one fur coat to complete her perfect image of a bimbo in fur), something a bit odd was happening inside of her. She had been staunchly straight before, and had gotten a bit bisexual when the curse had melted away her inhibitions, but she was starting to develop a stronger preference for women. Sure, she'd suck a cock if one was right there, but tits and pussy were what she really wanted. As the curse rooted itself deep inside of her, it began to expand beyond her purse--by the time tomorrow rolled around, all of her fur clothes would be capable of spreading the curse.
 
If Krystal didn't know better, she would have assumed that the mind-boggling breasts were fake, but they looked real to her, and Krystal had seen more than her share of fake breasts. "Well, you certainly got all of the good genes. The stylist couldn't help but let her eyes drift across Cassie's body, with the wide curves and the soft fur clothing. "I bet that men- and women- are just lining up to try and get a day with your lovely body." Krystal commented as she worked on the cooperative hair, which made her job a whole lot easier for her. Krystal was thinking that she wouldn't mind getting a taste of that body herself.

Once the hair was in place, which didn't take long considering the odd ways that the hair was acting, Krystal smiled to herself at her work, and then set to work on the task of bleaching the hair, which the hair didn't help with unlike the other tasks. "I can take care of your nails for you, dear. Your nails do appear a little plain compared to the rest of your body, and we wouldn't want that, would we?"

Cassie had always been an attractive woman, but the effects of the curse had spiked that. The curse helped with that, making it so that anyone who spent too much time looking at Cassie, which was pretty common considering her sensual body and outfit, would become attracted to the fur-covered woman. No matter if it was a male or a female, the thought of getting into bed with Cassie would be a foremost thought for as long as they were near her. That idea ran over and over through the stylist's mind as she bleached her client's hair, the idea causing her thighs to rub lightly together.
 
After the bleach was put in to set, Cassie laid out her fingers for Krystal, letting her first manicure her nails, then press the bright purple zebra-stripe nails onto her fingers. "Ooh, they look so good," she cooed softly, smiling and wiggling her fingers once the stylist had finished, admiring her work. On anyone else they might have looked flashy, but on Cassie, well...they fit.

Same with the wild mane of bright blond hair that she now had, washed and rinsed clean of the bleach then teased right back up. It was somewhat of a strange sight--not just for the obvious reasons, but also because she didn't seem as...submissive as one might expect a girl dressed like her to be. Even though she seemed to be trying to look as ostentatiously sexy as possible, there was still a small hint of that predatory look. It was more lustful than anything else, but even as she grew close to the end of her transformation, the assertiveness of Cassandra the businesswoman lingered in Cassie the slut.

"Thanks so much," she said, toying with a strand of curly blond hair. It had to be a trick of the light, because Krystal could have almost sworn she'd seen Cassie's lips growing. They were, though; the plump pillows were swelling outward, looking like they wouldn't be terribly out of place on a sex doll. Krystal found herself pulled up against Cassie's body, the woman's breasts squeezing against her chest while those lips pressed against her own, locked in a hungry, lustful kiss.
 
Krystal was a professional, and even she found it hard to keep focused on the work she was doing with the beautiful woman who sat in front of her. The hair took the color in easily, coloring it into the near-platinum blonde of a bimbo. The nails seemed to attach to the zebra-print that was pressed onto them, now matching the sexy clothing that the rest of her body was covered in. The body seemed to take in the external changes like they were natural. The curse made the body want to be changed, and when it was, it stayed that way. The blonde hair would stay, and the nails would keep on the sexy new coloring. "Oh yes, you look lovely. Like some sort of sexy jungle predator." She replied in a low coo, still attracted to the lovely woman she was working on.

When she finished all of the work on her client, Krystal stepped back, smiling at the lovely woman in front of her who she had just made even more beautiful. Krystal was enamored with the lovely project she had just completed, looking over the waves of curly blonde hair and the long, zebra-printed fingernails. If Krystal was in the right mind, she would look at the woman and see a bimbo, but with the curse that filled Cassie's body, she saw a beautiful, lusty woman who would make a lovely fuck.

"Oh, it's my pleasure, Cassie. Getting the chance to use my talent to make a lovely woman even sexier is a great way to spend my time." Krystal replied. When external means made her body even sexier, from more fur to the sexy, curly blonde hair. Krystal had opened her mouth to speak when the lips met hers, the puffy pillows pressing up against her. Krystal stood about sex inches shorter than her new lover, so she had to angle her head upwards in order to keep their lips together. The breasts, which were exponentially larger than her own, relaxed her, causing lust to begin to overtake her body. Krystal broke the kiss and looked up at her, an expression of empty lust on her face. "Please Cassie, take me. I want to feel your lovely body pressed up against mine." The stylist said before pressing her lips back to those of the former businesswoman.
 
"Mmm, what a naughty stylist...I'm going to get my hair all messed up if I fuck you," she teased Krystal lightly, her lips trailing along her cheek as she spoke. "But...I think I'll have to risk it." She let out a light giggle, a warm smile on her lips as she pushed the woman down into the chair, straddling her as she leaned down to kiss her once again.

With Krystal's body practically on fire from the hot, needy kiss, she slowly began to slip off her clothes, first unbuttoning her white coat, then starting to pull up her shirt and pull the woman's skirt aside. She moved expertly, as if she knew how to make Krystal ache for her touch with every motion. With Cassie's fur-covered breasts rubbing up against her bare skin, the curse spread into Krystal. She couldn't help admiring how wonderfully Cassie wore that fur...maybe she could pull that look off, too.

Her mind was soon pulled away from fur, though, as Cassie's fingers pushed into her body, starting to thrust up between her folds and drag along her tender walls, with her thumb teasing her tender clit. She was almost like a machine, moving her fingers quickly and grinding against Krystal's walls with the sort of skill that had to come from experience...or practicing on herself.
 
Krystal allowed herself to be pushed back onto the chair, wanting nothing more at the moment than to let the fur-covered bimbo kiss her, touch her, and bring her to orgasm. "If it gets messed up, I'll be sure to fix it for you. Please, just touch me." The stylist said, her arousal obvious on her body, with rock hard nipples and a pussy that was already going moist from the hot kiss and the mere sight of the sensual woman.

The stylist helped her new lover take off all of her clothing, wanting the touch of the soft fur against her bare skin. Krystal had never felt as horny and aroused as she did at that moment, all from the lovely fur-dressed woman, who had the touch and appearance of a sex goddess. When Cassie's fur-coated titties rubbed against her, she let out a loud moan, the course entering and filling her body. Gee, Cassie was so beautiful and sexy... Maybe that would be a good thing for her to try? A new, sexier look.

The moans that she had been making suddenly shot up in tone and loudness as the skilled fingers pushed into her tight wall. Krystal had sex before, but the fingers slamming into her put all of the pleasure she had felt before to shame. "Oh, yes, that feels wonderful!" The stylist moaned out, knowing that it wouldn't take long for her to come to orgasm. Her body squirmed and spasmed from the pleasure, her small breasts slowly beginning to grow from the curse that now infected her mind.
 
"I know it does," Cassie cooed, giggling softly. She began to add a third finger, then a fourth, using them all together, sometimes spreading them out to stretch her wide open, other times squeezing them together to put a powerful force behind her thrusts. The woman's fingers rubbed roughly against the tender spot so deep inside her, and that pleasure was multiplied by the feelings and sensations rushing through her as the curse began to slowly start corrupting her, lips pouting and hair curling, mind beginning to sink into lust.

Cassie looked completely happy with herself after pushing Krystal over the edge into the biggest orgasm she'd ever felt, drawing out her fingers and sucking all of them off slowly, letting her see the glistening juices on her lips before she licked them off. "Mmh, you're the best stylist I've ever had! I know I'm totally coming back to you whenever I need something done," she said, patting Krystal's growing breasts lightly before leaning in to give her a deep kiss.

Speeding on back toward her upscale apartment, Cassie sang loudly with the radio as a sweet, bubbly pop song played. She felt better than she had for years! She practically skipped into her apartment, starting to make a mental list of how to redecorate as she grabbed a vibrator in one hand and her phone in the other. Sitting down on the couch, she pushed the vibrator up between her legs, rocking her hips and moaning lightly as she dialed Katie's home phone. "Kitti-kat! Hehe, I was just feeling a little lonely so I thought I'd call," she said, biting her lip lightly as she started pumping the vibrator in and out of her. "I went to the salon, and I got my hair like, super blond. And the stylist was really cute so I fucked her!"
 
The more fingers were shoved into her, the louder her pleasure was, the woman's fingers knowing the best places to stimulate. The stylist's mind was eroding from the fur-transferred curse that now infected her body. Each time the fingers thrust into her body, a loud moan of pleasure, bordering on a scream, would escape her lips. Her mind was focused on one sole thought; getting more pleasure, felling more lust, and letting out the strong orgasm that Krystal knew would be coming. The curse was strengthened by the pleasure, her body feeding off of the lust that was overcoming her.

Finally, the orgasm that she knew had been coming struck her, and when it did, it struck hard. A loud, piercing scream previewed it, and her body spasmed wildly, shuddering at the pleasure that overtook her as pleasure flowed through her along with the juices that flooded out, covering not only the chair that she sat on and the hand that was shoved deep into her moist folds. "Y-yes! It feels wonderful!" She screamed, finally settling down after almost a half minute of exhausting pleasure. After Krystal relaxed, she smiled widely, looking up at her lover. "Come in any time, Cassie. I'd love to help you out again, and maybe we can have a bit more fun." Krystal said. When Cassie left, she thought to herself how lovely she looked in fur. Maybe after work she would look at getting some for herself...

When Katie got home, she had a lot of time to spend some time alone. Normally, she would have spent it doing something productive, but at the moment, productivity wasn't her concern. Even with the masturbation at the office, she was hornier than she had ever been. With the normal, polite girl she had been before, she didn't have any sort of sex toy to help pleasure her, so Katie was left with nothing but her fingers to pleasure her. Within fifteen minutes of getting home, Katie was sitting on her couch, her legs spread wide, her hand sliding smoothly in and out of her wet pussy. She had reached three orgasms by the time she heard her phone ring, and it was hard for her to take her hand out of her slit in order to grab and answer her phone. "Hello!" She said bubbly into the phone, sitting back down on her couch. When she heard her boss' voice, she giggled and let her hand slide back into her pussy, knowing that her boss would be fine with it. "It's great to hear from you, Cassie. I was just thinking about you!" Katie said happily. Katie smiled widely at the story, another giggle coming from her lips. "That's great! I need to be more like you, fucking cute girls. I'm so lonely here at my place."
 
"Mmm, I know what you mean... It's just so quiet, and all I can do is fuck myself," she said, pouting slightly as if Katie could see her. "If we didn't hafta get up early tomorrow to quit work, I'd totally invite you over tonight! Hehehe, just think about it, once we quit we can stay up and party all night long then sleep through the boring parts of the day." Her finger found its way to her hair and began to spin it between her fingers while she talked on the phone about fucking and clothes with Katie. If Cassandra had seen what she was going to become, she wouldn't have been able to believe that the brainless slut talking about vibrators on the phone was really herself.

"Oh! So you should like, definitely check out the salon I went to," she said, giving her the address. "I'm gonna stop before work and get a nice coat to wear so there'll be time. Go there and ask for Krystal, she's a super-cute stylist and she totally understands our style! Plus, she's a fun fuck," she said, and giggled loudly, letting out a loud moan into the phone as the vibrator drove her to an orgasm, squealing and bucking her hips. "Meet you outside the office tomorrow, Kitti!"

Cassie woke up the next morning sprawled out on the bed, an assortment of vibrators around her. She giggled loudly and cleaned them up, then went to shower and get ready. Where it took Cassandra fifteen minutes, she was still at home after an hour, sitting in front of the mirror as she carefully slathered on her thick, overtly whorish makeup and let her platinum locks dry. She still had enough time before work to stop in at one of the boutiques she'd visited, wiggling her long nails at the clerk in a wave before walking up to her. "I wanna go for a complete furry outfit! Do you have any long fur coats? I kinda want something bright so everyone wants to look at me and check out my body," she said to the clerk, breasts nearly popping from her dress. Something pink would be perfect, she could just imagine how...how...how big of a bimbo it would make her look!
 
While the former secretary listened to Cassie talk, her hand plunged in and out of her, her thumb toying at her erect clitoris. Normally, the idea of masturbating on the phone would have been a crazy thought, but now, it was nothing weird to her. An occasional light moan would come from her lips, making it obvious to the woman she was on the phone with what she was doing. "Oh yes, when we don't have our boring old jobs to worry about, we can spend all of our time having fun, partying and fucking lots of cute men and women- and each other." Katie said dreamily, the idea of having nothing to do but have more sex making the sexy bimbo smile. She asked Cassie advice on vibrators, wanting to know the best kind of vibrator to get, one that would bring her to the best orgasm.

Katie nodded in agreement, even thought Cassie couldn't see her, when her bimbo boss told her about the salon. A woman who understood their fashion seemed to be rare, so a stylist who she could go to and get a full look in the style that she wanted was great. "Oh, I'll definitely head there tomorrow morning, maybe have a bit of fun with our new friend before coming to see you. I do need a new hairstyle right now, my hair isn't as sexy as my clothing, and we can't have that, right?" Katie said. She heard the loud moan, recognizing the sound of orgasm, and let out a giggle. She wasn't too far from her own orgasm. "I'll see you there, Cassie! I can't wait to see your sexy new fur coat." Katie said before hanging up the phone.

Katie had stayed up and masturbated for the next half hour, only stopping when she had brought herself to three separate orgasms, at which point she had fallen asleep, still dressed in her soft, sensual fur. When she woke up in the morning, she had adjusted her auburn hair, which was streaked with the blonde the curse was spreading, and put in the time required to turn her hair and face into one that better fit a slut, with wide curls and thick makeup all over her face. Wanting to change her hair, she decided to go to the saloon that she had been told about. She requested Krystal, as instructed, and when the girl came out, the effects of the curse were already obvious. Krystal's breasts, which had been B-cups yesterday, were already pushing DD's. Her hair had lengthened to shoulder length, and her clothing was replaced with a sexy fur skirt and shirt of matching dark brown material. Noticing the fur that Katie wore, she asked if Katie was a friend of Cassie. "Of course," She replied, "And I'm hoping to get the same... services that my friend did." Her tone indicated her intention of doing more there than get her hair colored and cut.

When the fur-covered woman walked back into the botique, Libby recognized her as the woman who had come recently, and smiled at the bimbo. "A full fur outfit? Well, you're certainly going all the way! I think we might have something like that." Libby said. She motioned for the woman to follow her and walked to a rack where she found what she was looking for; a fuzzy pink leopard print coat that would end a few inches above her knees. Think pink fur ringed the bottom and the neckline. "How does this look?" She said, holding it out to Cassie.
 
"Ooh!" Cassie cooed, her eyes lighting up as she saw the long coat, looking as if it might have been made just for her. "It looks so...perfect! I'll buy it!" she said before even trying it on. Pulling it off the rack, she slipped it over her shoulders and let it hang open, the fur framing her breasts bulging out of her top and those long, shapely legs. As she put it on, she felt a sense of...completeness. It was done, she was finally sexy now.

Of course, she wasn't exactly done, because now that her outfit was complete, her body was starting to go through her final growth spurt. Her nipples were outlined obscenely through the fabric of her dress, and her widening hips were making the hem of the dress ride up more as it was stretched out. It seemed as if everything about her had become so ostentatiously over the top that she couldn't help being sexy if she tried.

Katie found her talk with the budding bimbo to be fun, discussing ways to masturbate and the latest styles of fur. Krystal barely even noticed her hair growing longer and brighter as she started to comb and trim it--it had begun happening to all her clients anyway. With the free time while Katie's hair was getting bleached, Krystal slid into the seat and began to grope Katie, fingers slipping up into the girl...it was her first time having sex with another bimbo, and it was practically electric, like the two of them knew exactly what the other wanted. She could only imagine what it would be like with Cassie. Katie was left with a softer, wavier look to match her fluffier style as opposed to Cassie's curlier, wilder look, but she was now sporting the same platinum blond hair as her former boss.

"Looking good!" Cassie cooed as she saw Katie approaching, a smile squeezed onto her oversized, glistening pink lips. "Mmm, now we're both all finished," she cooed, giving Katie a hug and letting her feel the fur of her new coat. Katie was also going through her last growth spurt, now that she had a full outfit and had gotten her hair done. Lips growing, bust swelling, hips swaying in a sexy strut...the two bimbos looked ready to leave their old lives behind.
 
Libby smiled when the bimbo took the coat, which fit her appearance perfectly. With Cassie's body's developments, it would become hard for her to find clothing that fit her. It would he hard to find normal clothing that fit, so even if she wanted to wear something else, she would be stuck with the sexy fur that she was so enamored with. The proportions of the former businesswoman's body were mindboggling, putting women to shame with shapely hips and ass and breasts that would break the back normally of someone her size. In her mind, and that of those infected with the curse and those who came too close to her, she was perfect, with the sexiest body possible.

Her mind corroded to its fully cursed state as her body turned itself into the vision of a goddess, her IQ dropping and her focuses narrowing entirely to partying, fucking, and fur. When her soft fur came into contact with any women, they would be infected with the curse, the strength of which depending on how aroused they were. As Cassie continued to fuck people, she would convert more people to fur-wearing bimbos, making her the source of what would be a quickly expanding curse.

Katie was happy to have her hair changed to match the whorish image of the rest of her body, the waves that her hair was being put into matching the sex kitten look that her outfit and sensual body put off. Like Cassie, she found a like-minded conversation partner in Krystal, the two chatting happily and casually about topics that would normally be reserved for two lovers in their bedroom. Just the mere sight of the formerly petite blonde in the sexy, soft fur was enough to get Katie aroused, wanting to fuck her, hoping that she was as good of a fuck as her boss told her she was. When her platinum hair was drying and her fellow bimbo slid in the seat with her, they got to work, both of them digging their fingers in the other's soft folds. With their curse-sourced knowledge of pleasuring people of both sexes, it didn't take long for both of them to come to screaming orgasms. When Katie saw her hair in the mirror, her eyes sparkled, and she placed one more passionate kiss on Krystal's lips before going to meet her boss.

Katie giggled at Cassie's compliment, exaggerating her already sexy strut to show off her sexy body, her blonde curls bouncing with each step. Like Cassie, she had left her old self behind, all of her old goals and plans replaced with plans of fucking and fur. "Yeah, let's show that old bastard how sexy we are as we quit. He'll wish that he had done everything to keep us around." Katie said. She leaned close to her former boss and added, "Krystal was as fun as you said. We might need to have a bit of fun some time, the three of us."
 
"Mmm, maybe we could even invite her to stay over a few nights and have a makeover party or something," Cassie said, giggling loudly. She no longer tried to keep herself from giggling or squealing girlishly--after all, why would she even need to worry about that now? She was a bimbo and she knew it. And it felt great! No worries, no troubles, just parties, looking hot, and having sex with anyone who caught her eye. In fact, she rather felt like having sex with Katie right then and there, but she still felt a light pressure in the back of her mind to cut the last of her ties to her old life. "Come on, let's go!"

"Excuse me, you can't--" the receptionist began, before Cassie gripped her tightly, giving her a deep, long kiss, sucking on the woman's tongue and groping her ass before finally letting go. "Oooh...go ahead cutie..." she said, her voice slightly vacant, smiling into space as she reached up and rubbed her chest lightly. Katie couldn't help but feel a little like she knew what the receptionist was going to be going through.

Fur coat billowing behind her, body swaying and bouncing obscenely as she stepped into her boss's office, those zebra stripe-tipped fingers reached into her coat, pulling out a form and tossing it onto their boss's desk. "We're tired of your stupid boring meetings and figures and presentations! Katie and I are quitting effective right now, and you can go stuff all your boring business stuff!" She grabbed Katie tightly, pulling her close so that their breasts were squashed together. "This is what we're going to be doing all...day...long," she said, smirking at him before she kissed Katie hungrily and pushed her fingers underneath her skirt, starting to finger the ex-secretary.
 
"Oh, that would be fun. We can talk about fur, party, fuck and all those fun things! Way more fun than anything that we did back in our boring old jobs." Katie agreed, the idea of spending a night with a group of bimbos causing heat to rise in her crotch. After what they were about to do, they would be freed from the bounds of the old boring lives that they used to live, freed to fully let the curse become their life, fucking and spreading the curse of fur around the city. Women would become bimbos, and men would be distracted by the growing number of fur-wearing bimbos, the numbers of which would slowly increase as more bimbos were made and more of them fucked.

The sight of the two large-breasted women would of course get the attention of the receptionist. Just a few days ago, a professional-looking woman in a suit would be here. Now, it was a blonde bimbo in sensual fur. The touch of Cassie, coupled with the kiss and groping, was enough to ruin the smart receptionist, again spreading the infection. Katie smiled at the woman, licking her lips. Another secretary turned into a bimbo... Such would continue as the curse spread more, especially now that the girls would be free from this boring place.

Katie walked into the office right behind her boss. He looked up at them, and looked surprised at the two bimbos that were standing in front of him. "Cassandra?" He said as she threw the form down on his desk. The two women had totally thrown away their old appearances, replacing them with that favoured by the curse to the point where they were beyond recognition to some. Lance was receiving the same arousal that everyone did around the girls, his cock, which wouldn't even go up for his wife, going erect in his pants. Katie moaned loudly when her massive breasts smashed against her new lover's, her lips pressing hard to Cassie's and her tongue sliding into her former boss's mouth, exploring the moist interior of her mouth.
 
The outside world had faded away when the two bimbos had locked lips. It didn't matter where they were any more or what they had been doing--they both knew that they needed to fuck right now, and couldn't think about anything else, like the surprised man watching them, frozen in a mixture of shock and arousal.

"Oh god, Katie..." Cassie moaned loudly, her nails lightly digging into the girl's skin as she held onto her tightly, her chest rising and falling deeply as she gazed at her. "I always thought that you were, like...the hottest secretary ever. And now we get to fuck all the time, and it's...it's like a dream come true," she gasped, her cheeks flushed slightly in arousal as she squeezed Katie. That wasn't just the curse talking, she really did have a repressed attraction toward Katie, even before they had changed.

With her hands wrapped around Katie's body, Cassie slipped them lower, over her pert, rounded ass and up between her legs from behind, hiking up her skirt and pushing her fingers up between her wet folds. She began to spread Katie open, her fingers plunging into her eagerly and rubbing against her walls. "Ohhh...mmm...I wanna fuck you so hard Katie..." she moaned lustily, nipping lightly along Katie's neck.
 
The two of them had changed their intention to fucking each other, leaving the dumbfounded man to watch as the two bimbos kissed and groped at each other's bodies. He had nothing he could do, even thought he was quite aroused, as his erect penis would have indicated. He had an urge to take off his pants, but with the professional environment and the fact that he still had possession of his mental faculties prevented him from doing so.

Katie's body responded positively to the touching and the lusty kiss, her erect nipples poking out noticeably through the leather top and a wet spot beginning to form in her crotch, her body craving more of the blonde bimbo's sexy, lust-filled touch. "Please, Cassie, fuck me. I want to fuck you each and every day. I want you to touch my body, and to fill my wet vagina with your soft touch." She responded in a voice that was as lust-filled as sweet. Her legs began to spread naturally, a gentle smile on her lips. From this day forward, she would get every chance she wanted to be as close to her former boss as she wanted to be.

A shiver ran down her spine when Cassie's hands ran over her bubble butty, causing her massive breasts to jiggle attractively. Her legs widened when the fingers invaded, allowing full access for Cassie's zebra-printed fingernails to plunge into her tight slit. When they entered her, Katie screamed out, feeling more pleasure than she ever had before. "Y-yes, keep going. Make me cum all over your hand." Katie moaned out, wrapping her arms around Cassie's neck to help hold her up, the pleasure running through her body causing her knees to shake and buckle.
 
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