An increasingly fuzzy April rubbed and tugged at herself with a dangerously clawed hand, rocking back and forth as her tail continued to throb outwards from her swelling hips. April's wild, confused eyes darted as Irma took small shuffling steps closer.
"Irrma... Help meeeow!" She pleaded desperately between spasms of torturous delight and anxious snarls.
Before Irma's eyes, April continued to gradually swell as muscles rippled and tightened across her creaking bones. All the while, light fine hairs pushed their way out from her skin, forming in tufts and patches across her pulsating limbs.
A thick heavy musk permeated the room, and reached Irma's petite button nose. The scent of lust emanated from April, perhaps as a side effect of her transformation or a result of her long neglected desires. Either way, Irma did her best to ignore the overwhelming scent as she stepped forth.
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