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A new Pet, for a Pet. ( freckled_beauty x Wolfy )

Chelsea's eyes grew wider at the kiss, not able to pull away even if she could manage the willpower. She inhaled Nanet's scent, strangely tantalizing tot he young girl, still not entirely sure what was going on with her body. Soft purs rose in her chest as the two kissed, and Chelsea could feel goosebumps spread across her body at Nanet's touches, along with her kiss, serving complexity entrap the poor girl by her Mistress whims.

Her mind tried to scream at her through the fog but nothing could seem to get through, 'Why?" a small voice countered, everytime she thought to move away. 'Why shouldn't I enjoy my mistress' kiss and touch?' The young subs body began to heat up quickly under Nanet as a bright red blush filled her frame from her toes to the tips of her ears.
 
The mistress could feel her pet growing warm. Her hand slipped between her thighs and began to stroke her cilt slowly while continuing to kiss her. Nanet enjoyed the fact her little pet was starting to feel the effects of Master's experiment. Nanet her self would be in heat soon and even if Chelsea still disliked her Nanet wouldn't be able to control her self, and by the time it was all over Chelsea would be at her breaking point.
 
"S-s-stop." Chelsea rasped out, but her head fell back as a loud deep purring rose up within her before her lips fell open, a half meow, half moan falling out. She rose up on her hands, stumbling backwards out from under Nanet's body, desperate, although for what, to come closer or get away Chelsea could be sure anymore.

Terrified eyes glanced up at the feline before her, trying to form words, but another meow was all she could get out at the moment as her hands flew up to her throat, clutching like she couldn't believe what was happening. "Meeeeowwww!" she squeaked out eyes watery, her lower body starting to burn with excitement and need and she tried to curl herself into aball as if simply trying to keep everything together.
 
Nanet watched as she stumbled from underneath her and meowed. She smiled crawling over to her placing her self between Chelsea legs and traced her tongue across her inner thigh slowly working her way up to her pussy which was soaking wet and glistening with her juices.
"Mmm so sweet."She whispered licking her pussy. Her left hand rested on her stomach moving up toward her breast.
 
Chelsea was completely entranced by Nanet's moves, helpless to anything she wanted to do to the poor girl, her new genetic makeup blooming and overpowering every rational thought in her mind, and triggering more genetic changes in her makeup. Her masters drugs coursed through Chelsea's veins, changing and forming her body and mind even while Nanet explored her. Far off, like it was a dream, Chelsea could feel her breasts swelling from her small a cup out to b, slowing and stopping at around a 34b cup, standing perkily under the felines hand, Chelsea's nipples at apt attention, a squirt of milk seeping out.

Chelsea wanted to scream, yell, shout at what was happening before her very eyes as the start of Nanet's master's experiment's began, but she could do nothing more than moan and whimper, completely caught up in the felines tongue roaming her untouched slit.
 
Nanet stopped licking Che;sea moving to her breast smiling at the size of them. Her mouth clamped around a nipple and she began to suck on it, rolling it between her teeth and pinching the other she could not get to just yet. After a few moments of paying attention to her chest Nanet sat up.
"How does it feel?" She asked. Nanet wanted Chelsea to know that she was in full control.
 
Chelsea closed her eyes tight, trying to fight back the rising urge to obey, but her body was on fire, and no matter what, once she opened her eyes, the rising thought in her mind was that Nanet was the dominate female and she should submit to her power. The idea sprang forward naturally, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Merrrrrow...." she mutterd, shaking her head hard. "Whatsssss, g-going on?" she said, voice barely a whimper.
 
Nanet leaned away and smiled "You're changing, and going into heat." She said leaning down so that she was lying on top of Chelsea their breast touching. Nanet stroked her hair and licked her neck slowly. "It's terrible really, being in heat for the first time and not being pleased." She whispered into her ear her hand snaking down and stroking Chelsea's wet slit, and slowly slid a finger inside of her.
 
Chelsea was nearly paralyzed by the feeling of Nanet's tongue caressing her neckline lips parting in another moan, continuing to meow and groan, now rubbing her self against the woman. She could feel all form of resistance slip away as she went into heat, replaced by a simple, overpowering desire to please. Even her eyes looked different now, soft, blue's rather than harsh defiance, and a light of submission shining bright.

Nanet's master smiled in surprise at the effects Chelsea's excitement was having on his little experiment. He pulled up a screen, showing the outputs of her heartrate, and other biorhythms, and marked down on the chart her progress before heading over to a large empty chamber, a vat of translucent, blue liquid sat beside it connected by a series of tubes. If things progressed at this rate, he could move on to stage two of the experiment tonight.... after he'd given Nanet a lesson of her own... he smiled to himself, reaching over to a table to pick up a long, thick riding crop.
 
Nanet smiled at the change in Chelsea's eyes. She leaned in and kissed her deeply her tongue swirling with hers. Mamet added another finger and then another and was pumping her fingers in and out of her pet. Nanet had no intention of stopping until her pet came for her.
 
Chelsea moaned at the addition of Nanet's other fingers, stretching her, and pumping hard. Low, animal-like growling rolled out from her throat as she squirmed in heat underneath her Mistress. A low heat built up inside her, growing steadily to a roaring inferno as she arched her back and let out a loud, urgent moan, cumming fiercely all over Nanet's fingers before co lapsing hard onto the bed, her body spent and sore, breath coming in urgent pants, and the shine of sweat clinging to her frame.

(so I was thinking, while Chelsea is still defiant and (mostly) herself while the two are just together, when she goes in heat the changes in her body and mind make her the ultimate submissive -- something Nanet can use by keeping her excited but withdrawing orgasms from her to control Chelsea if she needs to -- if you like the idea)
 
Nanet smirked pulling her fingers out of her pet and looked at her fingers glistening with cum and she smiled. "Good girl." She smiled licking her fingers and giggled "taste yourself." She instructed placing her fingers against Chelsea's lips.


((Yes that sounds good. Can't wait to see what master will do to Nanet ^.^))
 
Chelsea was still panting, her body sore and spent after her climax, her expanded chest heaving with each breath and tender - she'd need to be milked soon, an experience sure to humiliate her.

She looked unsure at Nanet, but her lips parted at the command without hesitation to suck and lick hard on her wet fingers, greedily cleaning them off while her eyes widened in surprise.

(Hmm maybe that's a part of the experiment with Chelsea, specifically trying to figure out how to strip a pet of free will, I've a few possible scenes for the two of them to try out later on that might be fun ^.^ and of course I'm always open to scene ideas you might have.)
 
"Good girl." Nanet said running her fingers through her hair. She leaned away sitting up still straddling her pet's waist. Her hands reached down and began to rub her breast. "You'll have to be milked very soon." She smiled.
 
Chelsea continued purring softly, looking up at Nanet with a content grin at her praise, and letting out a soft mew in response, mind still foggy with lust and desire.

She coun't explain it, but she felt like she needed Nanet's praise right now. She needed to know she'd done good, that she was a good girl and had pleased her owner.

(want to make the milking scan while she's back to regular Chelsea? The girl won't take well to any part of that :p. Maybe we could make it a public, humiliating milking event for her, bound up tightly and forced to be still while she's milked and the like -- Chelsea won't usually like anything to do with her being naked while others can see unless she's in submissive mood and that might get more prominent as she changes)
 
((I love the way you think.))

Nanet smiled moving off of Chelsea. She stood looking in the mirror of her room and sighed at her appearance then glanced at the time frowning. Master would be disappointed in her for being late in her chores. She hadn't even cooked dinner yet. She grabbed Chelsea's arm pulling her off of the bed and placing her in her cage.
"Sorry darling, but I have my own things to do." Nanet said as she locked the cage "But I'll be back later." She promised dusting her self off and grabbed the key to the cage placing it around her neck and left the room. She quickly went to the kitchen to make a meal before Master came looking for her.

Nanet soon had a simple meal prepared for Master. Shrimp pasta in a lemon sauce with tomatoes. She placed the food on to a tray and then carried it to his study pausing at the door waiting for him to let her in.
 
:)P I try. This is the furthest I've ever pushed the pet side of this story. I'm rather enjoying it ^^)


Chelsea willingly allowed herself to be pulled along, at least until she was shoved back into her cage. She let out a growl and rattled the bars, frowning. She tried to yell at Nanet, but her voice warped into an angry cat yowl, causing her to quickly shut her mouth in shock

"Please. Please let me out." she cried out, rattling the bars again as Nanet left the room, Chelsea slumping back against the bars and letting out a pitiful mewing.



Master called Nanet inside, giving her a smile as she sat the food infront of him, and petting her on the head. "That's a good girl." he mused scratching her behind her ear. He looked behind her quickly, "Is your pet put away so she can't cause trouble?"
 
Nanet purred when he scratched her ears. She placed the tray on his desk. "Yes Master she is." Nanet said taking a step back and grabbed her tail stroking it. She looked around seeing the vat of blue liquid and wondered what it was for. She had learned the hard way never to ask what he was doing unless you wanted to know first hand, and in an unpleasant manner.
 
"And how do you like her?" he asked with a sly grin and taking a step towards her again, amused by her retreat. Reaching a hand out he gently took her tail in between his palms, stroking it slowly, teasingly. "Are you teaching her to behave?"
 
Nanet purred even more when he took her tail and she moved close to her. "Yes master she is learning." Nanet looked up at her master and leaned into him nodding her head. "Yes I like her very much." Nanet paused and looked up at "Will she be anything like me?"
 
"She'll be absolutely lovely." he mused, still stroking her head and ears before pulling her into his lap, very pleased so far with how his Pet was taking to Chelsea. "... and as long as you can keep her under control you may keep her... if she becomes to much of a nuisance however, I'll have to find a buyer that will enjoy her particular charms..." he moved on quickly smiling again. "She'll be like a kitten, lean and agile after she gets used to it. She'll not have teeth or claws like yours, or be as quick, you'll be able to overpower her easily enough if things get out of hand.

You'll have to train her to get used to her changed body, and her sense of smell, and you'll have to be careful when she goes into heat, she's far more likely to hurt herself more than anything else -- I trust you'll be sure to keep her out of trouble?" a slight note of warning slipped into his tone at the end, eying Nanet. "It's a lot of responsibility training a new pet."

(hmm theres another idea... Chelsea somehow hurting herself going into heat. Maybe later on we can do a bit where Nanet gets really upset at Chelsea and she basically torments her with sex -- or rather with pushing her to her limits but refusing to let her get off and after she ties her up and leaves her to squirm Chelsea gets free and ends up so desperate she hurts herself getting out and off)
 
Nanaet smiled when he pulled her into his lap. She curled her feet underneath herself so that she was in his lap completely. Nanet leaned into him happily, glad that her Master still cared for her. Though as he continued to speak her ears flattened against her head at the thought of Chelsea being sold off, to her it sound more like he would be disappointed in her if she could not train her pet.

"Oh I know Master. I'll keep her in line." Nanet assured him rubbing against his chest begging to be touched.
 
"That's a good girl." he said smiling, stroking under her chin so he could listen to her purr. It seem's things had been going on better than he'd thought they would between the two girls. All the better for his plans then so long as his experiment came out as well as this one had.

Nanet may have seemed tame with him, but it had taken years for her to be fitted properly into this role. A tremendous about of time and effort had been expended to mold her into the girl she was today. He hoped to expedite the process by tapping into the primal instincts of the changes going on in the body with Chelsea. Mold her to submit from a pet to mistress level as well as from recognizing Nanet as the alpha to Chelsea on a deep mental and emotional level, regardless of what she wanted to do, binding the two of them together in a way that far surpassed the bond of Master and Pet.

"You're going to have to show off what you've taught Chelsea latter on, make sure she can follow commands and behave properly before I let her help you with getting things ready for my clients. I can't have an unruly mutt running about while I'm conducting business."
 
((What if Chelsea acted out during one of his meetings the girls where serving?))

"I understand Master."She said looking up at him, and purring even more. When Nanet first came to him she was even more defiant than Chelsea was presently. Though the two girls where still very different. Master had bought Nanet. She still wasn't sure where Chelsea came from, and didn't want to ask.

"When will I have to present her?" Nanet asked her tail swaying happily as he stroked her hair.
 
(Dear god help us all XD)

"We'll see how she progresses, and you can come see me when you think she'll behave properly. We'll see just how well you can tame her." he gave her a slight smirk, still rubbing her head, and listening to her pur for a moment before laying her out on the bed, moving to a series of restraints and crops and other devices.

(Sooo I was thinking we could skip this scene and have her at the aftermath making her way back to the room to sleep. Maybe she's been mercilessly and repetitively used up and she's just sore and exhausted after her chores and sex, and wants to sleep, With Chelsea waking up and begging to be let out)
 
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