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The Pet becomes a Mistress ( White Vixen x Wolfy)

Wolfy

Wolfy

Supernova
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Nov 7, 2010
A clap of thunder cracked the stillness of the night, making the little girl jump. With a huff, and a mild blushing of her cheeks for being so silly, she returned to looking at herself in the mirror, puckering her lips and coating them with lipstick.

The girl checked over her freshly showered body in the mirror, and gave herself a quick wink. She was a short girl, with a pair of nice legs, topped off by a curvy round bottom, now clad in nothing more than a lacy white thong. She giggled at herself for being silly before finishing applying her eyeliner, and other makeup, and giving the blond curls that fell to her shoulders another quick bush before bouncing back to her room and falling on the bed.

She wasted little time rolling up first, one white thigh-high up her leg, followed by the other, buckling each garter to the top of the sexy garments, before finally sliding her arms into a matching bra, turning herself around to study the girl in the mirror.

She was aiming for looking like a sexy little crumpet tonight. And so far she was succeeding. Turning to her closet, she pulled out her newest addition, a tempting little red-ridding hood outfit and eagerly pulled it over her body. White petticoat, puffing out the short red miniskirt, tapered at the waist, it was a nice complement to her small frame, and she waste little time tieing the hood around her neckline and giving herself another once over before slipping each foot into a pair of black heels.

She was feeling sexy, and naughty, and all to shove it in the face of her ex for dumping her. Chelsea smirked at herself, unbelieving that she'd actually done all this because of a stupid boy -- this was by far the most tempting little outfit she'd ever worn -- but she was mad, and hurt, and was going to make an absolute fool of him at the party tonight.

But if the little red had any idea just who had been watching her the past few weeks, and what types of things they'd had in mind... she might have opted to be a little less appetizing tonight of all nights.
 
Bother... why did she have to go and do this with thunder roaring out in the dead of night? Emerald eyes glowed in the darkness as a figure moved silently in the night, silent and easily missed if one didn't look closely. The figure appreared human, but had pointed ears on top of their heads and a fluffy tail seeming to be coming from their ass. She was San, a golden ginger feline with a well curved lean body, with c cup breasts. She was naked, only her fur covering from the cold with a black collar around her neck. Tonight her mistress wished for her to find the best female she could find. A new pet.

That's when she smelled something... delicious, her pink nose sniffed and twitched and she drew closer to a house. Silently looking through a window and finding the perfect victim. The girl was absolutely gorgeous... sexy.... it made the feline drool. She had to have her.
 
Chelsea put a dab of perfume behind her ears, before shutting off the light, and skipping out of the bedroom, practically dancing on the wind as she flew down the stairs. A clash of thunder and storm of lighting lit up the night and she paused, her breathing heavy. What did she just see? Something in the window? No. She shook her head. Impossible. She checked the weather, once more. It still seemed the storm would blow over before the party if she waited a bit. She sighed heavily, fiddling with the short skirt, stopping mid thigh, letting her fingers tug lightly at the petticoat. Dammit rain. Didn't it know she had plans for revenge tonight?

She sighed and turned back towards her room, willing to wait a bit for a break in the rain before heading for the car. It couldn't take that long right?
 
San watched the woman come running down the stared, quickly ducking as lightning struck overhead so she wouldn't be seen. As it passed, she looked again to see the girl retrat back to the bedroom. It seemed the girl was put off by the rain, who could blame her though? Here the cat was being soaked just to find a pretty girl so she wouldn't get a beating. She had to hurry though, otherwise the mistress would become impatient and would punish her. So once the woman wasn't looking, the feline opened the window and slipped inside.

She carried some rope and a rag with some chloroform as she prowled to where the woman was. She stood to the side of the bedroom door for a moment, before knocking lightly to get her attention. Making a soft mew.
 
Chelsea was startled, dropping her lipstick as she'd attempted to touch up her makeup just a bit. Did she just hear... Slowly she turned around, before letting out a shout and tumbling out of her chair, her skirt and petticoat flying up to reveal the tops of her thigh-highs, her creamy white legs and tiny little thong.

She just stared for a moment, unable to comprehend the... the.. .she wasn't sure what to call the soaking wet creature standing in her doorway. What was it, where had it come from? How'd it get inside.

"H.... A joke?" she whispered lightly, a chill creeping down her spine as she fought to her feet. "Who would... what are..." she took a small step back, eyes darting around the room. "Guys?" she called out lightly, letting out a nervous laugh. "Guys where are you hiding?"
 
Damn she felt so heavy with all this wet fur! Especially since was a fluffy long hair oversized cat. Soon, her emerald eyes locked onto the tumbling form of the target. She lightly licked her lips at the sight of that cute little ass. "....meow indeed......" she purred as she drew closer before lunging out to make a grab for the girl and to forcefully muffle the human girls mouth with the cloth and make her pass out.

"Time to take a nap.... my mouse." She cooed as she tried and grip the woman tightly to avoid escape. Failure was not a option.
 
Chelsea let out a shrill scream and the stranger grabbed her, pulling and yanking trying to escape the woman's strong grip. She trembled with shock and fear, letting out another scream before her mouth was covered with the foul smelling cloth. She looked at the woman with a mix of fear and amazement as her heart thundered in her chest, her body still flailing around trying to escape the grip of this strange woman. Chelsea let out a stream of muffled yelps and cries as her limbs started to feel heavy, her breathing coming in shorter gasps. After a few minuets of fierce if fruitless struggling, her bright blue eyes rolled back in her head and with one last muffled cry she fell limp into the strangers arms.
 
The feline held the struggling woman steady until she was finally limp. She took the cloth away and drew a finger over the womans cheek. "Pretty... sorry.. but mistress's commands... ill try to be good the best I can...." she said but doubted she could get away with such gentleness. Still the feline the girls wrists behind her back and then tied the ankles together. After, she picked the girl and carried her off to the car. She took the keys she found and unlocked it, setting the girl in the back while she went in the drivers seat. She buckled up before starting the car and heading back home. When the girl awakened, she would find herself in a dark room, seeming to be a basement.

San was there, watching over her after putting on a gag so the woman wouldn't scream. All the while she awaited for her mistress for her approval of this fine woman. She did look delectable with that outfit and being tied up so.
 
Slowly Chelsae's drugged mind started fighting it's way back from it's drug educed slumber. As her body slowly started coming around again, she could hear little bits of stuff happening around her, but for the most part she couldn't make sense of anything.

As her bright blue eyes fluttered open for the first time in many hours, the first thing she registered was a pounding headache. She let out a painful moan shaking her head lightly, the sound of jingling metal ringing in her ears. "Mmph?" she muttered ideally, her tongue lapping against a hard rubber ball nestled between her teeth. Suddenly her eyes flew open again, wide now as Adrenalin started coursing through her veins, heart pounding in her ears. She shook her head again, that same sound clanking, her eyes settling on a mirror in the corner, eyes taking in the sight of herself, gagged, a pair of tags dangling from a tight collar locked around her neck.

She let out a terrified moan as she started squirming around the darkened room, trying to make sense of what was going on.
 
San moved closer when the woman awoke, fear setting in quickly it seemed. Her furry hand rested on the girls shoulder to keep her steady. "Welcome to your new home..." she murmured, leaning down and gingerly sniffing her caught prize. The feline was curious if this girl tasted as good as she smelled? Slowly she ran a slightly rough tongue over the girls ear and nibbled on it. "Do as you are told... and the pain wont be so much..." she whispered, her fangs scraping against the girls ear.
 
Chelsea let out a whimper at the strange woman's teeth against her sensitive ear. What the hell was going on? She let out muffled screams and whimpers, suddenly very alert, adrenaline flooding her body, as her fight or flight reflex kicked in. Her eyes flickered onto the strangers furry hand, causing her to scream again and stumble back, desperate to get away from... from her.
 
San watched as the scared woman tried to wiggle away but the feline reached to pull her closer. "Your my new toy.. my pet... behabe and wont get spanked. Your screams cant be heard." She said before she lifted the clothes slightly before tugging the thong playfully, her fluffy tail slithering under it and wiggling lightly. She removed the gag from the human only to press their lips together, her hands reaching and grabbing the breasts tightly. Playfully groping and kneading the lumps of flesh.
 
Chelsea's eyes grew wide at the strangers advances. Wait what was that? Was that a... a tail? Did she have.... ears? Cat ears? What was going on?
The moment her gag fell from her lips she moved to scream before being silenced by the strangers lips, muffling her scream. She yanked her body away from her roughly, falling away and hitting the floor with a loud thump. She took a moment to get the wind back in her lungs before starting to scream again and wiggle to her feet, the little red-head hopping one hop at a time away from the stronger, faster feline.
 
The feline looked a little amused as the woman tried uselessly to hop away from her, so she walked after, following. "The doors are locked. Mistress expects much and your screams wont do any good.... ill warn you once more... behave or ill have to punish you." She said as her fluffy tail waved behind her as she followed. Although she should feel srry for the terrified girl, it was just too amusing watching her hop around wailing. It got her instints up and running. Soon enough though she reached to grab the woman by the arm and pull her closer. Her claws unsheathing and fingers at the clothing. Pondering if she should just rip it off, but it seemed the girl worked hard on it. Of course she could just do it with them on..

Mhmm that was appetizing also... so many possibilities. She shook her head before gingerly trying to tug the clothing off without ripping. To at least expose the breasts and delicious smelling pussh. "Pretty..." she purred.
 
Chelsea screamed and squirmed in her grasp, trying to get away. "What the fuck is going on!" she cried, throwing her head from side to side as she thrashed around in the woman's strong grip. Her eyes got a good look at the tail thrashing around behind her captor, the strong, hands that gripped her body tight, the pointy ears, twitching around in amusement. "What... what are you?" she screamed raising up and bringing a black heel against the felines toe before trying to desperately hop away towards the door again. Clearly this was going to be a stubborn girl.
 
"A cat." San answered simply before poofing up as the heel landed on her toe and she let out a loud yowl. Her lips curled back as she glared at the woman now, her fur bristling as a low growl emitted from her throat. "Fine, you want to play hard. Ill play hard." She hissed, her tail lashing in irritation before walking over and grabbing one of the toys her mistress left behind. A long black whip, she cracked it testingly before following her tied up prey. Soon she cracked it to the girls ass, harshly, obviously irritated now.
 
The color had drained from Chelsea's face and she let out a cry of pain as she felt the sharp sting of the whip against her ass. She fell to the floor and curled up in a ball the best she could, looking up at the creature above her. "H-how. How!" she shouted, her voice cracking as she cried out. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. It was a dream. It had to be. A dream. A nightmare.
 
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