Pretty Kitty in the City - TG Caption

Davis was pissed. This was NOT what he signed up for. Yes, he was an intern. Yes, he understood that, as an intern, he would have to do a lot of grunt work. But after crossing the city four times in one day on errands, he had had enough. As soon as he got back, he was quitting this ridiculous, terrible job. His boss Neil would be pissed, but he really didn’t care anymore. The man had promised him a better position within the year, but that year was nearly up, and he was still just an intern.

Suddenly, the small package he had gone to pick up in this latest idiotic excursion started buzzing. 'What the hell?' He hesitated on opening the box to look for fear of getting fired but decided he didn’t really care anymore. 'Screw it,' he decided. 'Let’s see what was so important that I had to drop everything to go fetch for the boss.' Tearing brown paper off the outside and opening a nondescript box he found… a collar? 'What… What is this? Is this for a pet or something kinkier?' he wondered. As the thought materialized, Davis was overcome by a crazy compulsion to try the collar on. He resisted, but the thought wouldn’t leave him alone. He only made it a few more feet down the street before realizing he had lifted the collar halfway to his neck.

“Wha-!” Was all he managed before his own hands wrapped it tightly around his neck and it snapped shut, cutting off any further protest. 'Why did I do that?!' he wondered. He had to take… it… off…

‘NO!’ The thought forced it's way into his mind. Before he had time to care where it came from it was followed by another. ‘BAD KITTY!’

“Meow?!” Davis tried to ask and was shocked by the high pitched, animalistic noise that emanated from his throat. Looking around, he realized that a small crowd of people was forming around him. He meowed again, plaintively and they gave him strange looks before one pointed to the top of his head and started to laugh. What was it? What were they looking at? Davis reached up and felt two tall twitching additions to his head. 'Are these…cat ears?!!!'

More people were stopping now, staring at him. Davis didn’t like it, the gazes, the pointing, the increasing laughter. It made his face burn and his eyes started to tear up, but underneath the embarrassment there was something else. The tiniest feeling of traitorous titillation, an excitement completely at odds with with his desire to hide sparked to life. As much as he wanted to run away, to escape all those eyes, part of him wanted to be seen, needed to be exposed to them. Against his will, Davis took off his clothes. Piece by piece, layer by layer, he showed them the skinny man underneath until, eventually, he was fully exposed. And then, he changed.

Davis's body folded in on itself as he collapsed to the ground, the strength of his legs diminishing along with the rest of him. Long brown hair curled down his back, covering while offering no real concealment. His already slim muscles tightened and shrank while bones shortened and thinned. The furry ears on top of his head twitched, twisting this way and that with alien movements picking up the bright, clear sounds of snickering and laughter all around him. Davis felt a disconcerting though strangely pleasurable wrenching from below as the area between his legs began to burn. It was enough to distract him from the elongation of his spine when a furry tail grew out. His crotch felt different, both swollen and empty, so empty… It was too much. Davis couldn’t think. He started to reach his slim, long fingered hand down towards the all consuming heat when the voice in his head returned.

‘NO! BAD KITTY! Not for you!’

It made him feel small, insignificant, and even more unbelievably, undeniably horny. Davis didn’t want to be a bad kitty. She wanted to be a good kitty. Good kitties get treats! She wanted to be the best kitty! Hands moving away from her rapidly dampening pussy, she concentrated on an equally enticing new distraction. Davis's nipples had doubled in size, becoming pointy and dark. The flesh behind pulsed and pushed against her skin and rib cage. The entire area felt tight, overfilled, ready to burst. Davis put one hand on a tiny nascent boob and squeezed. She couldn't stop the long, low moan spilling from her lips anymore than she could stop her eyes from closing as she experienced an ecstasy far beyond the limits of her old form. Davis raised her other hand, placing large nipples between her fingers and lightly pinched. “MmmmMMEOOOWWW!” With that, Davis was lost to sensation. The stimulation set off more changes and her entire body began to inflate along with her nipples and breasts. Everything became heavier, fleshier. Feminine curves filled in all the flat plains, and still, Davis continued to fondle herself. Her chest expanded again, growing far larger than she could contain as she alternated between hefting the massive teats and playing with her huge puffy nipples. The heat between her legs was becoming unbearable, the dampness having grown to a torrent spelling from her aching opening. Davis needed help. She needed release or she might lose her mind! She needed-

“Shame on you, Davis. If you had stayed on schedule you would have been back to the office by now. Instead this... unfortunate incident had the opportunity to occur in the open.”

Davis tried to focus on the voice, on the man standing in front of her. It...it was her boss, Neil. How did he find her? Did it matter? He was a man, her superior. He could give her what she needed. But.. but, no, part of her wanted to resist. She wasn’t this...this thing.

“HHHSSSSssssorry, ssir. Can you... change mmmeoooww back, please?” Davis panted.

“Change you back? No, Davis. I'm afraid your condition is quite permanent, in more ways than one. You see, not only has that collar altered your form, it's left you constantly in heat. The company has invested a great deal in you over the past year, Davis, and we will get our return, one way or another.”

“What?!” No, no, this couldn't be happening to her.. him! He'd felt a kind of heat since transforming, but it couldn't be that. He closed his eyes and squeezed his legs together. He felt so empty, and the thought of giving in felt so good!

Finally gaining some expression, Neil leaned in menacingly and whispered, “Welcome to your new position, Davis. I'm so looking forward to breaking you in! Now, come with me.”

Davis wanted to deny his boss. He wanted to yell and scream. He wanted to say no, but more than anything else, she wanted the relief that she knew her boss could give her. To Davis's shame, the inferno between her thighs grew impossibly hotter, and she lowered her head, before answering with a hungry “Yes, sir.”