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The lunch crowd rushed along the sidewalk, flowing around Milly as if she were a pebble in a coursing river.\u00a0 She clung to her purse, fixing her chestnut brown hair every time a pedestrian jostled her.\u00a0 The two chopsticks holding her hair up felt loose but she had no time to fix them; she just prayed they wouldn’t come out.\u00a0 They were her only nice pair, despite the chips along their length.<\/span><\/p>\n

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She moved with a purpose, keeping her distance from everyone as they made their way to their favorite cafes.\u00a0 Her stomach growled but she pressed her balled hand against her cream-colored blouse.\u00a0 A passing woman knocked into her without a backwards glance or apology and Milly stuck her tongue out at the woman’s retreating back.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A black and white marbled column provided her a safe haven in order to fix her hair and to recenter the cheap plastic “pearl” necklace she wore.\u00a0 She sighed as she touched it and remembered her mother laughing at her for wearing so many fake products.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“I just want to look nice,” she whispered, tugging at her skirt to hide the edge of the tear in her stockings.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Earlier, she’d caught her stocking on an open filing cabinet and it ripped through the expensive silk like it was nothing.\u00a0 She’d run to the corner of the supply room, out of view, and cried.\u00a0 It was her first job after college and student loans were killing her.\u00a0 Unlike the fake pearls, she’d splurged on her work outfit and been particularly proud of her hosiery.\u00a0 Real silk, cool and sleek against her legs.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her destination was across the street.\u00a0 She stepped into the flow of people and then back again as nobody made way for her.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“I can do this,” she told herself quietly, fixing her face with a look of determination.\u00a0 The effect was spoiled by the twin dimples on her cheeks and her small stature.\u00a0 “I <\/span>will<\/i><\/b> do this.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Taking a deep breath, she dived in, moving and bumping through the crowd until she reached the crosswalk.\u00a0 The light turned green and she followed the waiting group, almost falling when her heels caught a loose stone.\u00a0 A stranger chuckled behind her and her face burned but she wrinkled her nose, squinted her eyes and continued without looking back.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Turning away from everyone, she walked to the thrift store.\u00a0 Her hand rested on the door but she paused to look around, suddenly sure that all of her coworkers would be there, watching and judging her for where she shopped.\u00a0 A quick look assured her that she was being silly and she walked in.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She hated that she worried what others thought but she wanted to make a good impression.\u00a0 Her mother’s condescending laugh echoed in her mind, forcing her to stand taller.\u00a0 The act made her wobble on her unfamiliar heels and she hurried into the store, hoping nobody would notice.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The women’s section of the store was far larger compared to the rest and she wound through it, searching for the intimate apparel section.\u00a0 This deep downtown, the only clothing stores were far outside her budget and she needed <\/span>something<\/i><\/b> to wear before going back to work; her apartment was an hour long bus ride away which put her backup clothes out of reach.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Oh.\u00a0 Oh, gross,” she said, sticking her tongue out.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She’d found the stockings – all cheap no-name brands barely any better than wet tissue, next to panties.\u00a0 Used panties.\u00a0 She walked wide of them, turning her head purposefully away until she reached the rack she wanted.\u00a0 They were all nondescript black with the texture of sandpaper.\u00a0 Milly closed her eyes and leaned forward to rest her forehead against the cool metal bar of the rack.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With her eyes closed, she sighed heavily and grabbed the first set next to her hand.\u00a0 She went to her tiptoes and nearly fell before catching herself on the rack.\u00a0 The poorly constructed structure wobbled and she squawked as she almost dumped the entire collection of merchandise.\u00a0 Her cheeks blazed as she moved away, wiping her hands on her skirt.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A bored girl with black hair and Kohl rimmed eyes stood nearby, slowly reshelving clothing.\u00a0 Milly admired her nose stud and wished she had the courage to wear the same.\u00a0 Holding the chosen hose close, she walked to her.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

And then stopped.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A large bin lay between rows.\u00a0 She leaned back and then forward.\u00a0 And then back and forward again.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

At the very corner of the bin were a pair of sheer gray stockings.\u00a0 What caught her attention was the faint shimmering black spots hidden in the fabric.\u00a0 She leaned back once more, watching as the spots appeared to move in the lights high overhead.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her curiosity was piqued.\u00a0 Milly brushed past musty clothing until she stood before the canvas bin.\u00a0 She reached behind herself to hang the cheap hose on a nearby rack and then let it drop.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“So soft,” she whispered, stroking the material.\u00a0 She picked one of them up, tilting it in the light to admire the unique patterns.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Grabbing the second hose, she looked around for the girl she’d seen earlier – and nearly jumped out of her skin when she realized she was standing nearby.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Oh, uh,” Milly said, rubbing the stockings between her fingers.\u00a0 “Uh.\u00a0 Can I put these on here if I buy them?\u00a0 I need them for work.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Sure,” the girl said without looking up from her stack of clothes.\u00a0 “I don’t care.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Thanks!” she told her, clutching the items to her chest.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

No line waited for her at the checkout but a scrawny teenage boy leaned against the counter with an old portable game system in his hands.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Aww, man, really?<\/span><\/i> she sighed to herself.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span>Biting her lip, she waffled back and forth on whether she had the nerve to make the purchase.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

You’ve got this, Milly,<\/span><\/i> she told herself.\u00a0 Pushing out her chest, she strode forward confidently and slammed the stockings down on the counter.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“I’d like to buy these, please,” she said loudly, maintaining eye contact with the thin young man.\u00a0 “They’re for <\/span>work<\/i><\/b>.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He looked at her for a moment and she held his gaze defiantly.\u00a0 Finally, he glanced down.\u00a0 And then back up.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“For work, yeah?”\u00a0 he asked with a smirk.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Yes!”\u00a0 she replied, glancing down quickly.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The bottom of the stockings held the distinct brown toe prints of a large cat.\u00a0 A single dark blob mid-foot, the spade-like coloring where the balls of her feet would go and cute little jellybean brown ovals for four of her toes.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Shit,<\/span><\/i> she cursed, staring at them.\u00a0 <\/span>Shit.\u00a0 I could just say I grabbed the wrong ones!\u00a0 No, no.\u00a0 That’s stupid.\u00a0 God, that’s stupid.\u00a0 Uh.\u00a0 Uh.\u00a0 I could just walk away.\u00a0 Just.\u00a0 Just turn and walk and never come back.\u00a0 Leave the city.\u00a0 Forever.\u00a0 But they’re <\/span><\/i>so<\/i><\/b> soft!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Yes,” she said, clenching her jaw.\u00a0 “Work.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Alright,” he said.\u00a0 “No tag.\u00a0 Where’d you get them?\u00a0 You sure they’re ours?”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“I got them from the bin,” she replied, hating the strain of maintaining dominant eye-locking.\u00a0 Yet she decided she wouldn’t yield.\u00a0 She would maintain class and dignity as befitted her office job.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Oh, those are a dollar then,” he told her, pushing a button on his register.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“What, are you fucking serious?”\u00a0 Milly blurted.\u00a0 “Sweet!”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She saw his eyebrows raise with his head turned to the side and the edge of his mouth twitched.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dammit,<\/span><\/i> she groaned.\u00a0 <\/span>Goddammit, Milly.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her ears burned like twin torches as she handed over two bills, dropping the excessive amount of change into the charity jar at the end of the counter.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Thank.\u00a0 You,” she said robotically, spinning and nearly falling on her ass as her ankle faltered in her shoes.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The path to the changing room was directly in front of her through the open main area but she hid herself through stocked aisles, wandering in a labyrinthian pattern until she squeezed into the small room.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The slat-topped bench provided little comfort for her slim ass as she sat to undo the straps of her heels.\u00a0 She pulled the tight shoes off with a happy sigh before setting them on the bench next to her.\u00a0 Lifting her left knee, she hooked her trimmed nails into the stockings and pushed, relishing the way the material felt as it slid down her recently shaved legs.\u00a0 She rolled them at her ankle and pointed her toes as she pulled them off.\u00a0 The right followed next until her legs were bare.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Milly took a moment to stretch and rotate her feet, admiring the perfectly pink nail polish that covered her toenails.\u00a0 She’d almost done her fingernails to match but worried it’d look childish.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She picked her left foot up, bending her knee to hold her soft sole in her hand.\u00a0 Her fingertips dug into the unlined skin, slowly working in a small circle.\u00a0 She rubbed her heel with her left hand while her right pressed hard into her arch.\u00a0 Sliding her hand higher, nearly tickling herself in the process, she pressed the tips of her fingers into the ball of her foot, just beneath her big toe.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Rocking her finger back and forth in turn, she sighed with a ragged breath of happiness before moving on to the next toe, squeezing her arch as she dug in.\u00a0 The slightest of wrinkles lined the tops of her toes and she could nearly see her reflection in the soft, flawless bubblegum coloring topping her cute little toes.\u00a0 She wiggled them and spread them apart the best she could, closing her eyes as her fingers worked out the stress she’d accumulated throughout the day.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Once finished, she ran a single nail down the center of her foot, grabbing the bench with her left hand while arching her back as the sharp touch on her coddled foot shot a ticklish streak of pleasure down her spine.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Knowing that her lunch break was slowly drawing to a close but still feeling the ache from the confinement, she repeated the motions on her right foot.\u00a0 Once finished, she raised both legs in front of her.\u00a0 She stretched while holding onto the bench and then reached for her new stockings.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Milly rolled the soft hosiery in her hands before pressing her toes into the opening.\u00a0 The silky material was nearly as soft as the expensive pair she’d torn – a welcome surprise for such a cheap find.\u00a0 It dragged over her toenails and along the tops of her toes.\u00a0 At its touch, alabaster hairs emerged from her skin, as if pulled forth by the hosiery itself.\u00a0 Spots shimmered in the cheap overhead lighting as she unrolled the fabric slowly, luxuriating in the feel of it against her body.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Black hairs slid from her legs in sparse patches and irregular blobs as she continued to pull the hose higher, reaching her knees.\u00a0 She shivered as the random hairs scratched against her calves and shins.\u00a0 As before, she raised her leg and continued unrolling.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Ohh,” Milly gasped, pausing halfway up her thigh.\u00a0 She shook, suddenly over sensitive as the magic wormed its way into her, forcing her to squirm uncomfortably on the bench.\u00a0 “Crap, the time.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Unable to wait longer, she leaned back to unravel the stocking fully.\u00a0 Hidden from her view, the very tips of silver and black hairs forced their way through the tiny holes in the fabric.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Working a little more quickly, she grabbed the second one, bundling it quickly.\u00a0 When it touched the tip of her foot, the skin beneath her toes grew wrinkly.\u00a0 She tugged them up over the balls of her foot and small bumps formed over her tarsal bones as it slid higher.\u00a0 The tips of scattered hairs emerged and lengthened, forcing another full body shiver as she worked the stockings over her soft, cream-colored thighs.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Go, go, go,” she whispered to herself, shoving into her pointed toe pumps and wincing as the swollen leathery patches of skin along the bottom of her feet made her small feet cramped in her shoes.\u00a0 “Come on!”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Milly stood, wobbling once more in her shoes.\u00a0 A sharp, painful jolt in her lower back made her hiss in pain and her lips drew back to show her teeth briefly.\u00a0 Her tailbone unfused and phantom muscles tried to shift to counterbalance her inexperience with standing and walking in her pumps.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Just above the gentle swell of her ass cheeks, in between the twin dimples, a single black hair forced itself free.\u00a0 An argent hair, nearly clear due to its thinness, snaked out next to the darker hair.\u00a0 A second and third followed as the skin over her tailbone grew red and irritated.\u00a0 The sharp pain faded into a distant throbbing ache.\u00a0 Three more silver hairs sprouted and a second black hair grew to join the first one.\u00a0 Tendons, ligaments and muscles began to envelop the tip of her tailbone, beneath the hairs.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Grabbing her old stockings, she shoved them into her purse and stepped out of the changing room.\u00a0 A worker stood next to the door, slowly hanging discarded clothing on a portable hanger.\u00a0 Milly hissed at the other girl’s sudden appearance and the few hairs dotting her back stood on end.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Uh?” the other girl asked, pausing with a lemon-colored Polo shirt in one hand.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“I paid for these!” Milly said loudly, shoving her receipt forward while pointing at her legs.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her eyes widened as the adrenaline surged through her body in a small wave.\u00a0 As it ebbed, her pupils contracted, shrinking to vertical oblongs.\u00a0 Miniature gray strands of coloring appeared in her plain brown irises.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Yeah, okay,” the girl said, raising her eyebrows before turning back to her task.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dammit, Milly,<\/span><\/i> she cursed herself as she stalked away.\u00a0 A lump slowly expanded above her ass and the skin shifted as the forming tip of her tail thrashed to match her frustration. More hairs, mostly silver, covered the bump and a few began to trail upwards.\u00a0 <\/span>Why do you keep messing up like that?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Each strike of her foot grew more confident as she swept through the store.\u00a0 She’d grown to hate her uncomfortable shoes in the brief time she’d worn them, forced to stand on her toes.\u00a0 Within the pumps, the faux brown cat paw print began to fade.\u00a0 As it melted into the surrounding colors, the constant ache along the soles faded.\u00a0 It felt <\/span>right<\/i><\/b> to walk on the balls of her feet and the movement became an afterthought as she exited the store.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

However, once outside, the press of the crowd intimidated her as everyone began to return to work from lunch.\u00a0 She pushed herself back to the wall of the building with her back hunched.\u00a0 The lump of her tail extended to a short rounded tip that flicked against her clothing but the odd sensation was lost as her eyes darted through the flow of people.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Beneath her hair, the edges of her ears flattened and flowed into a soft point.\u00a0 They trembled as they tried to rotate and track the multitude of sounds surrounding her.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There!<\/span><\/i> she thought to herself, easily stepping into a sudden gap.\u00a0 The overpowering scents of cars and perfume and cologne and food and sewage flooded her nose and she sneezed violently as she walked.\u00a0 Thick, milky white whiskers split the skin over her lips, as if expelled by the jerk of her head.\u00a0 She brushed the back of her hand against her lips and continued.\u00a0 An odd urge formed deep in her chest as her stomach growled.\u00a0 She caught herself eyeing slow, straggling walkers at the edge of the sidewalk but forced herself onward, easily sliding through the giant rush of people as if they were ghosts.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her step faltered as a child broke away, snatching his hands from the adult walking beside him.\u00a0 Milly’s eyes narrowed to slits and she bared her teeth but a passing pedestrian bumped into her and pulling her back from the beast growing within.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The glass and marble facade where her company shared space with others appeared before her and she marked the path through the crowd before stepping and turning and walking through the needed spaces.\u00a0 The exposed tip of her thick tail lay nestled between her ass cheeks, held down by her tight skirt and sensible panties.\u00a0 With each step, the hairs covering it brushed against her ass and thighs in a distinctly pleasurable fashion.\u00a0 She tugged at her skirt to settle it but the soft touch continued, slowly building a state of heightened sensitivity that warmed her body.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The dark brown suede of her shoes strained as the wrinkled skin along the bottom of her feet solidified and swelled further into the beginning of her paw pads.\u00a0 Her skin overflowed the tight shoes forcing the edges to cut painfully into the top of her foot.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Hi Dolores,” Milly said, pulling the badge attached to her lanyard at her waist.\u00a0 She held it in front of herself while stepping from one aching foot to the other.\u00a0 Her stubby tail lifted and then flexed down as it lengthened slightly.\u00a0 Her eyes bulged as the tails caressed her pussy lips.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Are you okay, Ms. Devonshire?” the older woman asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Yes!” she answered, too quickly and too loudly, pulling at the side of her skirt once more.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Okay,” Dolored replied.\u00a0 “You know, you don’t have to show me your badge, right?\u00a0 I know who you are and the elevator won’t let you up without it.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Right,” Milly panted, wiping at the almost invisible whiskers along her cheeks.\u00a0 Her tongue dragged against the back of her hand as it passed her mouth.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her unruly tail moved again, forcing her to nibble at her lips and her hand rose to her throat.\u00a0 It vibrated against her fingertips for a moment before stopping.\u00a0 The very tips of her ears, visible now through her hair, flicked back in surprise.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Right,” Milly reaffirmed, walking towards the elevator.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Each step was torture and the shoes strained, pushing her feet backwards and out of the opening.\u00a0 She kicked out of them as the doors closed, standing on wide, leathery-soft paw pads that stretched her stockings.\u00a0 The hairs piercing the fabric along her legs exactly matched the pattern of black spots with dark silver hairs filling the spaces in between.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

‘What’s wro-oooaawwwl!” Milly yowled, thrusting her ass back as cramps filled her stomach.\u00a0 Her skirt lifted when her tail pressed up into it.\u00a0 She dropped her shoes, gripping the bronze railing that lined the elevator’s wall while shoving herself against the wall.\u00a0 Shivering and sweating, she rubbed herself against the opposite railing while licking her lips with her rough tongue.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her jaw ached, the bones pounding in time to the throbbing low in her belly.\u00a0 The sensation passed as suddenly as it appeared, leaving her gasping and weakly sinking to her knees.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The smell of her arousal filled the tiny elevator as it pinged each floor in its slow ascent.\u00a0 She pushed herself back up with shaking arms.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Nyaaa,” she moaned, leaning forward as her tail lengthened once more.\u00a0 It spread her ass cheeks with its thickness and pressed against her swollen sex.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“What is-” she gasped, reaching behind to see what was pushing into her.\u00a0 The elevator dinged and she froze in place before she could see what was happening.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The subdued noise of the office caused her ears to swivel and her heart raced as she stood barefoot in front of everyone, waiting for them to notice her.\u00a0 A split formed at the center of her top lip and the skin surrounding it grew dark as her whiskers quivered in anxiety.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Do I-<\/span><\/i> she wondered in the split second after the doors opened.\u00a0 She licked her lips again, wincing as it dragged against her.\u00a0 Black lines spread from the split in her lip, flowing outward like a lightning strike in slow motion.\u00a0 At the same time, her lips bulged outward over her canines as they began to lengthen.\u00a0 <\/span>I have to.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She held her shoes against her hips and walked quietly on silent, padded paws.\u00a0 Her calf muscles flexed as she strode through the office.\u00a0 The magic pulled at her body, forcing her to the forefront of her wide feet, despite no longer wearing her pumps.\u00a0 The stockings vanished beneath fur that completely covered her legs, leaving only her pink toenails exposed.\u00a0 The pink cracked as she walked and her toenails bowed upwards in a sharp peak.\u00a0 Beneath her skirt, the tip of her tail flexed and rubbed against the bottom curve of her ass.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Hey Milly,” Thomas said as she passed his cubicle.\u00a0 He stood to chat but Milly kept walking.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Sorry-I-don’t-have-time-to-talk-super-late-and-busy!” Milly said in a rush, speeding up to turn the corner away from him.\u00a0 Her tail slid further until it reached her thighs.\u00a0 It bulged beneath her skirt as new muscles formed, stretching the skin beneath the fur and straining the skirt covering it.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Another purr vibrated her throat as the silky fur lining her tail grazed against the bare skin at the back of her thigh.\u00a0 She felt her own wetness with each step and a sudden image of Thomas bending her over the copier made her stumble slightly.\u00a0 Her tail canted sideways to correct her movement and she hurried on to her small office.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Milly practically threw herself into her cheap office chair, biting her lips with sharp fangs when she sat on her tail.\u00a0 The mane of fur along her spine stood up straight and she hissed while grabbing the arms of the chair to lift herself slightly.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Before she could investigate, her desk phone buzzed.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Ms. Devonshire,” the cultured voice of her boss said over the speakerphone.\u00a0 “I’ll need the Brooke files, please.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Yes, sir,” she answered with her finger on a small button on the phone.\u00a0 “I’ll be there in a moment.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She turned, grabbing her mouse to wiggle it in order to wake her computer.\u00a0 Her palm rasped against the smooth surface of the mouse as the skin touching it began to swell.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her heart beat pulsed throughout her body, from the tips of her silver-furred pointed ears to the bulbous ends of her clawed toes.\u00a0 She shivered, digging her fingers into the arms of her chair as she shoved her ass down, wiggling back and forth to soak her tail in the slick juices of her engorged pussy.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She wondered briefly if she was sick; the sensation reminded her of the many times she’d been home sick with the flu – flushed and feverish and sweating.\u00a0 But she couldn’t deny the feeling between her thighs and the image of Thomas – no, now Jason- oh god, no, Robert.\u00a0 She was sure she’d seen him staring at her tits.\u00a0 She pictured herself cornering him in the copy room and winding her body around his, wrapping her tail around his leg and climbing him to-<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Ms. Devonshire?” her phone buzzed.\u00a0 “The file?”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She hissed in surprise and her jaw creaked as it began to lengthen.\u00a0 Her lips, completely black now, pulled back to show a row of sharp fangs in an over-crowded mouth.\u00a0 Her gray eyes locked onto her screen as she began to type in her password.<\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span>Fur spread along her back, creeping in fits and starts.\u00a0 She rolled her shoulders with her tongue stuck out.\u00a0 Her index finger reached out and a white line appeared in the middle of it as the nail flexed, bending upwards and widening, keratin flowing from the nailbed as it anchored itself more deeply within her finger.\u00a0 Skin split around it and bones popped beneath.\u00a0 Her other nails followed suit, retreating into their sheaths as they formed.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Milly’s index finger bumped into the key, the padding lining the bottom throwing her aim off slightly.\u00a0 She touched the key and it popped off, tumbling down the keyboard as she reached her pointer finger forward.\u00a0 The motion brought her second claw out and another key popped free as she accidentally tore it from the keyboard.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“What in the world?” she said out loud, taking her hand away to stare at it.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her palm was a dusky rose color along the edges and over her bones as the skin puffed out to protect her hands.\u00a0 She turned it over, wrinkling her brow as she tried to understand why the tips of her fingers looked different.\u00a0 Silver and black hairs lined her knuckles.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“The file, please?” her boss’s voice called out, losing patience.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Milly yowled, slapping at the phone in a lightning-fast strike.\u00a0 Her claws cut deep into the plastic and her eyes widened as she yanked the phone from her desk.\u00a0 She shook her hand in a panic and the phone detached to clatter to the ground as she stared at her swollen, padded fingertips.\u00a0 Now that she concentrated on her hand, she could feel the hairs growing on her arm and she tore at her sleeve, easily cutting through the cotton to reveal heavy fur covering her forearm.\u00a0 As she watched, it marched inexorably up to her elbow and then beyond.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“What!\u00a0 What is- oh.\u00a0 Oh go-oowwwwl!” she yowled, clawing at her desk as she bent forward.\u00a0 Her body vibrated like a string and she could smell herself clearly.\u00a0 Could smell how needy she was.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With a sharp crick, her jaw expanded, flattening the bridge of her nose as wisps of hair began to line her cheeks.\u00a0 Her biceps flexed and bulged while she tore at her skirt to expose her pussy.\u00a0 Her tail thrashed, angry at being trapped by her position and the panties over them.\u00a0 Milly’s sharp claws ripped her panties as if they were tissue paper and she bent, straining with her tongue out to lick herself.\u00a0 Sweat dripped down her torso to mix with a tuft of fur covering her mound.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Can’t- can’t reach-” she gasped, raising her leg to change her position.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Ms. Devonshire!” her boss yelled from his office.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Milly snapped up, hissing and baring her fangs until she realized what she was doing.\u00a0 She rapidly blinked her eyes while panting with her mouth open.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Shit!” she said, digging through the files in her inbox.\u00a0 Panic filled professionalism reasserted itself, forcing her to ignore what was happening.\u00a0 She’d spent <\/span>years<\/i><\/b> studying and walked on eggshells every day at work while trying to fit in and prove she had the skills and abilities needed to climb the corporate ladder.\u00a0 The enormous pressure overwhelmed everything else.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Folders and papers scattered as her broad, padded fingers grasped awkwardly and her claws dug deep.\u00a0 She bucked, arching her back and quivering and as the inescapable heat flooding her body pulled at her nerves.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Files.\u00a0 Get.\u00a0 The files,” she said, standing from her chair and revealing a large wet spot on the fabric covering the seat.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her blouse pulled tight against her body as muscles developed deep in her back to handle her heavy tail while it continued to grow.\u00a0 With her skirt and panties torn, her tail lifted and swayed behind her, wrist-thick.\u00a0 It rose higher, forcing her ass cheeks apart and filling the room with her heady musk.\u00a0 Her nipples throbbed beneath her blouse and tiny pinpoints of pleasure echoed along her torso.\u00a0 As she walked to her boss’s office, powerful leg muscles flexing beneath silver and black-spotted fur, a tiny teat formed, hidden under dense fur.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

For a moment, she dropped to her hands and feet, raising her ass with her tail curled to her shoulder.\u00a0 Her lips trembled and she rolled her head, crying out wordlessly for someone to just fuck her out of the miserable, hungry heat consuming her.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She fell to her knees and then stood, pushing at the large oak door before her.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“That took far too-” her boss started to say without looking up.\u00a0 He was just under fifty with gray hairs at his temple and wrinkles criss-crossing his forehead.\u00a0 His first name was Duncan and she would be the first to admit that he didn’t <\/span>look<\/i><\/b> like a Duncan.\u00a0 He worked her hard and wasn’t interested in her social life beyond work.\u00a0 She’d never held a single thought for him beyond fear and admiration.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Milly leapt silently from a standing start, her tail whipping behind her as she slammed onto the desk and then into her seated boss.\u00a0 Her weight and impact bore them both to the ground and she pushed her hands to the side, breaking the arms from his chair.\u00a0 The two chopsticks holding her hair fell to the ground as her brown hair unraveled.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“What the-!” Duncan tried to say until Milly’s mouth found his.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She kissed him deeply, holding him down with one hand as the other tore through her blouse to expose her bare breasts amidst still growing fur.\u00a0 Fake plastic pearls scattered in every direction when she broke the necklace in one swipe.\u00a0 Leaning forward, Milly growled, the sound vibrating deep in her throat as she grabbed the man’s hair. She forced her breast against his mouth and the growl became a vibrating purr when his tongue flicked her nipple.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“S-s-sorry,” she gasped, rocking back against his belt and the erection growing in his trousers.\u00a0 Her tail quivered behind her, tugging at her ass.\u00a0 “C-c-can’t stop.\u00a0 Need.\u00a0 Need dick.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sitting up, she grabbed his shirt with both hands and pulled, baring his chest.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“You can’t-!” he tried to say again.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She flipped, shoving her pussy down against his face to grind on his mouth.\u00a0 His short beard needled into her swollen, dripping pussy but the pleasure she felt simply by having someone-<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Fuck!” Milly yelled as his mouth opened and his tongue slipped between her wet folds<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She tore at his belt and broke his zipper until his cock sprang free.\u00a0 After that, she wasted no time, shoving her furred face down, swallowing the length of him until she thought she would choke.\u00a0 Her soft paws held the base of his cock as she bobbed on him.\u00a0 Her sharp ears lay back against her head, hidden by her loose hair as she worked the length of his dick.\u00a0 She broke away, furiously stroking him before bending back down to lick his length with her wide tongue.<\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span>Duncan’s hands beat at her side.\u00a0 She could feel his mouth moving as if he were speaking so she lifted her hips.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“-rough!” he shouted.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She turned to face him, grabbing his hand to press it against her belly, forcing him to claw at her furry stomach and the hidden teats as she rubbed herself against his hard cock.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“How did- oh god!” he gasped as she lowered herself onto him, her tight pussy clenching his cock.\u00a0 “Slow down!”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Can’t!” she gasped, yowling loudly as she slammed herself down on him.\u00a0 She grabbed his hands, pulling them up to force him to fondle her breasts and she squirmed in return.\u00a0 “Can’t stop.\u00a0 Can’t.\u00a0 Need to cum.\u00a0 Oh god, I need to cum, I’m so sorry!”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Words poured out of her mouth as she rode his cock.\u00a0 She begged him to call her his dirty whore as she leaned over him, draping her hair over his face to lash his cheek with her tongue.\u00a0 She leaned back, her tail curling around her waist as she pleaded with him to pull it and call her his little slut.\u00a0 Hot needles tore through her brain and her whiskers vibrated over her black lips as she pounded against him.\u00a0 He grunted with every slap of her muscular ass against his thighs.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Begging devolved into Milly simply yelling “Fuck!” over and over until even those left her and the beast overpowered her.\u00a0 She bared her fangs with her furred ears back, yowling and screaming until he exploded deep inside of her.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“You have to- not so loud!” Duncan yelled.\u00a0 “You can’t- oh god- oh god it’s too much!”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She bent to him, covering his sweating body with her pelt.\u00a0 Her breasts flattened against him and her claws dug into the carpet as she worked her hips in short, powerful movements.\u00a0 Her eyes were narrow and wild and she couldn’t stop licking his bearded cheek.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“More, more, more,” she whined, purring and snarling and mewling.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The orgasm roared through her and she threw herself back, her pussy clenching over and over as it forced his cum to spurt forth, coating her fur and his body.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“S-s-s-sorry,” she gasped, her eyes rolling back as her tail drooped and then snapped back up.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The heat receded and Milly collapsed, panting.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“You’re heavy,” Duncan wheezed.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Oh god,” Milly gasped.\u00a0 She pulled herself off and then fell as her overly sensitive clit dragged against his cock.\u00a0 “Oh god!”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Falling to her hands and knees, she raced to his private bathroom and locked herself in.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“I can’t even move,” her sensitive ears heard her boss say quietly.\u00a0 “Augh, everything hurts.\u00a0 I think I’m bleeding.\u00a0 Yes.\u00a0 That’s blood.\u00a0 On my chest.\u00a0 Claw marks.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

What did you do?!<\/span><\/i> she mentally\u00a0 yelled at herself.\u00a0 <\/span>What the hell is this?!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She stood and stared at herself in the mirror, touching her wide, furry face.\u00a0 Her breasts, while not small, were almost hidden beneath fur and her tail waved behind her as if saying hello.\u00a0 Her pupils were dilated and her mouth was full of sharp, deadly teeth.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Milly waved her hands at her sides while spinning around slowly.\u00a0 Her heart pounded while she panicked.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Milly?\u00a0 Is- is that- ouch- aahhh- is that you?” Duncan asked from the other room.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Despite her terror at what she’d just done, she realized she wanted more.\u00a0 She could feel it starting again.\u00a0 Drums.\u00a0 Steady, powerful drums low in her belly.\u00a0 Dragging her down where the beast could grab her with its claws and take over.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The stockings!\u00a0 It has to be!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As ridiculous as it sounded, it was the only thing that made sense.\u00a0 She stared at her thighs and touched herself, clawing through the heavy fur in desperation.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

There was a strange tug mid-thigh.\u00a0 She pulled at it and then pushed and the stocking appeared over her fur.\u00a0 She pushed, surprised that her claws didn’t tear it.\u00a0 The second stocking was easier to find and she wasted no time in taking it off.\u00a0 Both lay on the floor, half rolled.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

But- but that has to-<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pain flooded her body. She held her stomach and fell to the ground, her tail slamming against the tile as it shortened, bones melting while muscles dissolved and fur retreated.\u00a0 It felt like eternity passed but, finally, she opened her eyes when she felt the cool floor against her bare body.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“-you okay?” Duncan was asking.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With a groan, she rolled and stumbled to her feet.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“I’m- I’m sorry!” Milly said as she scanned the room.\u00a0 She pulled the curtains from the window to wrap them around herself.\u00a0 “I’m coming out!”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She pushed the door and ran as her boss stood to the side with his mouth agape.\u00a0 Silver hairs lined his torn shirt and jacket and blood well from deep cuts on his chest.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Tears of embarrassment streamed from her eyes while she fled the building, ignoring the yells and laughter until she made it to her old car deep within the basement parking garage.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Finally, seated in the silence, she lay her head against her steering wheel and allowed herself to breathe.\u00a0 She was already mentally composing her letter of resignation and considering a move.\u00a0 Somewhere far away from anyone that may have seen her.\u00a0 Alaska perhaps.\u00a0 Or Greenland.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

—<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Snow fell in heavy waves of fat flakes as Milly walked down the sidewalk.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Ain’t-” the man behind her tried to say.\u00a0 He wavered on the sidewalk and then pulled his coat tighter against his body.\u00a0 “Ain’t you cold?”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She laughed as she walked before him in her bluejeans and t-shirt.\u00a0 Her bare nipples pressed against the front of her shirt.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“No, not so much anymore,” she answered, steam curling away from her mouth.\u00a0 “It’s here.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Whoa,” he said, staggering back to look up.\u00a0 “Nice.\u00a0 Nice.\u00a0 House.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Yeah, well,” she shrugged.\u00a0 “I got a little lucky from my last job.\u00a0 A, uh, a decent severance package.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She opened the door and led him inside, taking his hand to guide him through the dark.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Can’t- can’t see a damn thing,” the man cursed, stubbing his toe on the edge of a small table.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“I can, don’t worry,” she assured him.\u00a0 “Just kick off your shoes at the door.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She waited patiently until he worked his boots free and then took his hand to lead him through her house.\u00a0 Once in the bedroom, she pushed him down playfully to the bed.\u00a0 He laughed, laying with his arms spread.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Whole room’s spinning,” he said.\u00a0 “Whole room.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Why don’t you take your clothes off,” she told him, standing and watching for a moment.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He struggled with his shirt but she waited, feeling the anticipation of it until he began to struggle with his pants.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“I’ll- I’ll- I’ll get it,” he said, moving his hips until his cock was free.\u00a0 It was limp now but she’d felt it when they flirted at the bar and knew that wouldn’t last long.\u00a0 “Didn’t- what was your name?”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“It doesn’t matter,” she told him as she pulled her shirt off.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She moved slowly.\u00a0 Letting it build.\u00a0 It’d been half a year and she’d spent most of it denying herself.\u00a0 Her pants slid down her hips and legs.\u00a0 She wasn’t wearing any panties.\u00a0 Over time, she’d found she liked going as bare as she could.\u00a0 Especially with skirts.\u00a0 In public.\u00a0 Knowing a gust of wind in the right direction would show all.\u00a0 It just felt natural to her and she’d go in less if she could.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Thick brown pubic hair covered her mound.\u00a0 She’d stopped shaving a few months ago.\u00a0 So she could touch herself.\u00a0 So she could pet herself and pretend.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Today she was done pretending.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“You comin’?\u00a0 Gettin’ cold,”\u00a0 the man groused.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She sat at the edge of the bed with her stockings in hand.\u00a0 He sat up awkwardly to kiss her shoulder and rub her back and she leaned into him, enjoying the feel of his rough hands as they scratched her body.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Bite my shoulder,” she told him with her eyes closed as she picked her leg up to pull her stocking on.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He obliged, nibbling at her neck.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Harder,” she gasped and he bit her.\u00a0 “Harder!\u00a0 Use your teeth!”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She closed her eyes as his teeth marked her and the effect was almost immediate.\u00a0 Imagining him behind her, teeth anchored in her neck to hold her limp as he mounted her.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The second stocking slid over her leg and she turned, pushing him down to straddle his legs.\u00a0 He laughed again, reaching for her but she pushed his arms down.\u00a0 He was hard now, and big.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Milly leaned over her to kiss the head of his cock and her ass raised.\u00a0 It ached.\u00a0 Throbbed deep within.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her pussy dripped with anticipation.\u00a0 It’d taken a couple months to get over the shame from her last job.\u00a0 To accept the desire she struggled to deny herself.\u00a0 She’d almost given in an uncountable number of times since then but she’d put it off.\u00a0 Waiting until she was ready.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her nails dug into the blanket beneath them, nails folding as the joints popped and the fingers expanded.\u00a0 She lowered her hips, rubbing her slick, hairy pussy against his dick.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Hot,” he whispered, grabbing her neck with one hand and her tit with the other, pulling her to him\u00a0 to kiss her.\u00a0 “Pussy’s so fucking hot.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She broke away and held him down, turning his face so she could lick his neck and cheek.\u00a0 Her tongue rasped against his skin and he squirmed.\u00a0 Finally, she leaned back, grabbing her breasts as she felt the nerves connect to her tail.\u00a0 As she <\/span>felt<\/i><\/b> the tail come under her own control.\u00a0 Silver hairs emerged among the brown over her pussy and they spread in a sharp peak up to her belly button.\u00a0 She reached beneath her, grabbing his cock.\u00a0 Already she could feel the pads forming as she held him steady, yowling as she speared herself on him, her lips parting as she pressed her claws into his chest, lowering herself until he touched her cervix.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She leaned forward to kiss his lips and her own top lip split.\u00a0 Her gray eyes met his as she slowly rocked back and forth with a happy little mewling sound.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“So fucking hot,” he murmured, grabbing her hips and stroking the soft fur he found there.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“You won’t remember a damn thing, will you,” she laughed before grunting as spikes of pain announced milk ducts forming for her growing teats.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He grabbed her ass without reply and her tail lifted as she began to speed up.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

When the fur spread and the heat began to fill her, all she could think was that she couldn’t believe she’d waited so long for it.\u00a0 And that she’d never make herself wait again.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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