Cougarish (Monthly tale - 6) X

(Woman into cougar)*

The fingers absently mindedly played with the bone pedant around the woman’s neck.

“Yen? Yen?! Wake up, girl!”

After a couple of blinks, Yen returned to her friends.

The chubby Asiatic woman with the dark shoulder length hair was sitting at a table with her two best friends, boastful Cora and sly Elisa. The three mature women were sitting in the cafeteria they went to every day, killing the time between breakfast and lunch, as usual.

Cora snapped her fingers in front of Yen’s face.

“Hello! Earth calling Yen! What the hell are you looking at?”

Yen blushed shyly and lowered her head.

“Uh...? Nothing, nothing at all... I just spaced out for a minute...”

Elisa looked back in the same direction as Yen, saw the young waiter who was precariously carrying several orders and just about maintaining equilibrium,and smirked with delight.

“I think our little coy Yen was looking at dessert."

Yen blushed even more, it was vibrantly visible on her pale cheeks, she raised her hands, shaking her head, “No, no! I wasn’t looking at anything, I swear!” she lied. “What... What were we talking about...?”

Cora leant back in her chair and crossed her arms, her smirk was even wider than Elise's.

“About that fancy new collar,” she said. “It doesn't suit your style at all!”

She was right.

Yen’s clothes were completely demure and deeply boring, long sleeves and long skirts and ugly shoes with big ugly glasses, the big blonde fur collar with the small bone pendant hanging from it's centre stuck out like a thorn from her usual image, it was something that would fit a teen satanic punk better instead of a lame everyday mom.

The Asian woman shrugged.

“A birthday gift from May... She said that it would help me be more wild...” Yen’s lips trembled slightly, “and that since Julian died I have been acting like a prudish sulking grandma...”

Both Cora and Elise nodded.

“Your daughter is totally right!” agreed Cora.

“How can you say that?” 

Yen felt totally betrayed, but Elise’s next question made her lips remain closed.

“When was the last time that you fucked?” asked the blonde.

“What...? What has that to do with...”

“It's been more than a decade, Yen, it’s about time that you stopped mourning, it sucked that your husband died so young, but you're still alive...” Elise put a hand across Yen’s. “I’m sorry if it sounds harsh, but it's the truth, if we say it to you it's because we care...”

Yen looked away.

“I know, OK? But it's not that easy...”

Elise rolled her eyes.

“Yes it is! You should go over there right now and pinch his firm ass!”

Yen regained a bit of her smile.

“Yeah, sure, like as if you would do that...”

“You can be sure that if I didn’t have to go pick my kids up in half an hour I would do it!”

She and Cora began to laugh, Yen's finger began to distractedly touch the bone pendant, her eyes were back on the sweet young waiter...

Yen squeezed the thighs, squeezing her hairy crotch in the process... she was still blushing when she suddenly stood up.

"I have to go to the bathroom..." she said, leaving her friends laughing at the table.

...

“No...! You really told your mom that...?”

Ryan, the nerdy guy wearing glasses, had quite the look of shock on his face, he was sitting with his girlfriend on the couch, watching TV, both wrapped up in the same blanket.

The girl nodded, but finished munching the cereal and milk from the bowl she was holding before answering.

“Yep,” said May. “Of course I told her, she has to wake up already!”

“But... using the F word...”

“Don’t be a pansy or we will stop using the F word here!” Ryan shut up and May sighed, “Look, I just want her to stop being stuck in the past, she has to move on and that lady said that the collar thingy would help...”

“Sure... with a magic collar...”

“What’s wrong with that? It’s just a memento to give her some confidence and it looks quite fancy.”

“OK, OK, but maybe you should have been a bit more... thoughtful...?”

“I’m very thoughtful!”

“Sure, sure, it's just, perhaps your mom is fine as she is... maybe encouraging her to change could end up being counterproductive.”

May shrugged.

“It’s just a collar with a cool pendant, there’s nothing wrong with that or with her having some fun once in  a while,” she leaned against her boyfriends chest, taking another spoon of cereal. “Even the worst that could happen would be better than how she is now...”

She put the spoon in her mouth, Ryan put his arm around her shoulder and the couple continued watching the TV.

...

The temperature inside the bathroom stall was quite high.

Yen's panties were sliding down her chubby thighs inside her semi-transparent pantyhose.

Her tented fingers were rubbing her hairy crotch as she, all red, fiercely bit her lips in a poor attempt to suffocate her moans.

Both legs raised and both shoeless feet against the door, that shook with each thrust of her hands.

The woman's mind was trapped in the delirium of lust, imagining again and again the waiter’s butt in those tight pants.

She moved a hand from her vagina to her face and sniffed deeply at her own warm juices.

A squishing sound, her lips couldn’t contain her moans any longer, she came and the loud echo of her moans resounded around the bathroom.

Her feet slid all the way down to the floor, she was panting, resting with her eyes open and her arms hanging down to her sides, she took a moment to pee, before getting up.

Still dizzy, she grabbed her shoes from the floor and opened the door of the stall... to  find the young waiter on the other side, with a bucket in one hand and a mop in the other, standing still while somehow being pale and blushing simultaneously.

The awkward silence was only broken when Yen clumsily walked out of the stall barefoot, letting the door close behind her, her pantyhose still rolled down and her skirt barely covered her pubes.

She stood in front of the waiter... and with two fingers lifted the dresses skirt, showing her meaty hairy pussy to the young man...

“Do you like what you see?” she asked without flickering, almost absentmindedly.

The waiter, after staring at Yen's bush for a long time, nodded, unable to meet the womans stare he kept his eyes on the pedant hanging from the collar around her neck.

Yen smiled... poked the guy's nose with one of her wet fingers... then she blinked, and took a step back, and her eyes opened wide.

“I... I’m sorry...!” she gasped before running out of the bathroom, leaving the waiter confused... and horny...

...

Yen stumbled into her apartment, dizzied by the hot flashes crossing in front of her eyes.

She kicked a box out of her way as she clumsily reached the kitchen tap before washing her face several times in an attempt to clear her mind or at least suffocate the heat , but it did little to nothing.

Grasping the sides of the sink with her hands, her chest going up and down with her  breathing as the drops of water landed on her bust.

The woman pulled at the collar around her neck, slowly sliding down until she was sitting on the floor.

Her panties were still rolled down inside her pantyhose, she raised her skirt again, not sure if she wanted to cry, plead or yell for help.

“W-what’s wrong with...” she mumbled, crossing her legs left over right, then right over left, then back to the left.

But in truth she wasn’t feeling  wrong, nor bad or sick, just... unsatisfied...

Yen’s fingers move dtowards her open crotch as the frustration grew.

The frustration of not having fucked that beefcake of a waiter right there on the bathroom floor. Finger sank deeper inside the pussy.

She wanted him, he was hers, her rightful prey...

The masturbatory motion was making the pendant bounce, slowly, on the bone surface, an invisible dagger carved a small red mark...

The loud sexual groan could be heard in the street...

...

The light of sunset was filling the sky as the waiter emerged from the back door of the cafeteria carrying trash bags.

The young man sighed, throwing the trash away... as just then the sound of a footstep startled him.

He look backwards, but the back alley was empty.

“Hello...?”

There wasn’t anyone  behind him... he felt a chill... and ten fingers with long nails grabbed his neck and face from behind...

“Shhhh...” came from between Yen’s red lips.

He tried to shake her off, feeling her big breasts against his back.

“What the...?!”

But his efforts ended when the woman’s tongue licked his neck from it's base to the tip of his left ear... when the fingers entered his pants the hardon was already ready to welcome them...

...

A kingdom of wood, rock and shadow extending in all directions, all belonging to her, to rule and be free.

Her claws running through leaves and soil, a roar rising in her lungs...

Toc! Toc! Toc!

“Hmmm....?”

Yen rolled naked onto the floor of the living room, the knuckles had to knock on the door of her apartment five more times to get her to open her eyes.

“Miss Daffodil? Are you there?”

On the floor, Yen massaged her forehead, listening to the guy’s voice.

“I’m coming, give me a minute...” she managed to say.

She covered her nudity with a robe as quickly as she could, but it still took her a few minutes to open the door.

On the other side she saw Maximilian’s juicy, fitness tuned body.

“Hi, Max...” she said, leaning against the door and making sure that the redheaded boy got a good view of her cleavage. “What brings you to my door this early in the morning...? You know that it’s impolite to wake up a kitty when she’s having her beauty sleep!”

Max raised an eyebrow, more intrigued than shocked as the woman’s fingers pulled open the robe just enough for him to catch a glimpse of an areola.

He chuckled.

“May told me that I had to come here to pick up my stuff, she mentioned it to you, didn't she?”

Yen blinked with her arms crossed under her breasts, Maximilian was her daughter’s ex-boyfriend.

“Sure... Sure I put them in the kitchen, come in.”

“It will just take a moment, I don’t want to annoy you anymore than necessary.”

“Oh, please, you can annoy me as much as you want!”

She moved to the side and the young man came in, they both went into the kitchen.

The woman’s eyes widened slightly when she saw that she had left yesterdays clothes all over the place, luckily for her, Max didn’t notice the panties hanging from the kitchen tap because one of the boxes had fallen from the pile.

He squatted down to give a look.

“Sorry, I stumbled with it yesterday...” said Yen without taking her eyes away from Max’s strong bod. “I had a... weird day.”

“No problem, ma’am, everything seems fine, I’m just glad that it didn’t end up in the trash.”

Max closed the box, put it back on the pile and grabbed all three, easily carrying them towards the door as Yen followed him.

“I can make you some toast if you want...?”

“Nah, I’m fine.”

“Perhaps some hot coffee...?”

The young man chuckled and paused, giving the woman a long look.

“Are you really trying what I think you're trying?”

Yen put a hand on his pectorals and spoke slowly, stretching the words.

“It’s such a waste that my daughter passed on such a stud...”

Max lost his smile as the tip of her fingers danced over his shirt, he gave the woman another long look, as if he was seeing her for the first time after many years.

“We had our fun...” he lifted the boxes, forcing Yen to move her hand aside. “Maybe one day you and me can have some of it... but today I’m really busy!” he opened the door with his foot and began to walk away. “Thanks for the suggestion, Miss Daffodil, and sorry for not staying... I love what you've done with your hair, that colour really suits you!”

The door closed, Yen sighed, after a moment her dancing fingers began to dance towards her crotch as the others touched her hair.

“Wait... colour?”

She look to the left and gave a small yip when she saw her reflection in the wall mirror.

At some point in the foggy and hot memories of the previous night her shoulder length hair had changed from black to a dark blondish tone, she moved closer to the mirror.

The irises of her eyes also seem brighter, she raised her lips and touched the tips of her incisors with her tongue.

The sharp pain made her recoil, covering her mouth with both hands.

“What the fuck...?! OK, calm, think...”

She moved closer to the mirror and after another inspection noticed that she was still wearing the collar and that the pendant now had a red mark on it that she could swear wasn’t there before.

Yen gulped, something was very wrong, she was almost certain, and she had to do something before it got worse...

...

The taxi driver, a tall ethiopian guy, wasn’t too happy when Yen repeated the vague directions to the store that May had given to him, but he rolled his eyes and drove.

To his surprise, somehow, before the  taximeter reached fifteen bucks they found themselves in front of the store, that he was certain used to be a Taco Bell.

Yen asked him to wait and she got out of the taxi, she pulled her coat down and read the flashy neon sign over  the entrance: Lady Yaga's Boutique of Trinkets and Enchantments. 

It couldn't be anywhere else.

She opened the door and went in, feeling a weird shivery chill down her back.

The inside was oddly welcoming, cold, or perhaps fresh would be more accurate, but nobody seemed to be behind the counter.

“Hello...?”

But nobody answered, she looked down, on  the crystal showcase of the counter there were a cabinet with several small rubber rings of different exotic colours, from vivid pink to clear teal.

“Those are great for couples!”

Yen jumped back, startled.

“Where did you...?!”

A pair of boots were now resting on the counter, just where she had been looking an instant ago, the boots belonged to a brown skinned, chestnut haired, green eyed, freckled young woman who was wearing a yellow jacket.

She was sitting on the now-not-empty chair behind the counter, happily browsing her phone without looking up at Yen.

“A fancy fur collar, no? Miss Daffodil?”

Yen blinked and recomposed herself.

“How did you...?  Are you Lady Yaga?”

The girl laughed in a very manly way.

“I wish... I’m just Adelia Colpot, one of her assistants,” she turned off the phone and put it into her jacket pocket, but didn't move her feet off the top of the counter. “What can I help you with?”

“I have a problem with one of your products...”

“The collar.”

“Yes, yes, the collar. It’s making me do crazy stuff and it changed the colour of my hair and... and other things.”

“Such as...?”

“That... That doesn’t matter!” Yen pulled the collar out from one of her coat pockets. “I want to return it.”

“Do you have the receipt?”

“N-no...”

Adelia chuckled, taking her boot off the counter to sit in her chair properly.

“Just joking, you don’t need the receipt,” she grabbed the collar out of Yen’s hands. “Fur and bone...” mumbled the woman, taking a look at the pendant. “How long have you been wearing it...?”

“A couple of days...”

Another chuckle.

“And you already have a mark? Impressive. Did you have dreams about running naked through the woods?”

Yen tapped her fingers together nervously, knowing that she could leave, but not finding herself able to.

“Maybe... What... What’s that thing supposed to do?”

“Awaken a mature woman’s wild side.”

“Turning her into a sex crazed bimbo?”

“No, turning her into a cougar... a figurative one and then, when she gets three marks on the bone, a real...”

Yen's impulse to question that statement was cut short when she caught a glimpse of the reflection of her new blonde hair in the crystal of the counter.

“If I kept... had I kept wearing it I would...”

“Yep, you would have become a big wild pussy, permanently, most likely, it was one of our younger assistant's ideas, she's an annoying girl who always has her head in the clouds,  but she makes some neat stuff from time to time, don’t you think?”

Adelia played with the collar as she talked, Yen couldn’t take her eyes off  the cursed piece of jewellery.

“W-why would anybody ever want something like that...?”

“Dunno, some lady that is tired of herself? You tell me... why did you wear it?” Yen didn’t answer the question so Adelia kept pressing. “We harness the powers of nature to give purpose to those who need or deserve it, our products don’t end up in the hands of people for no reason, even if there's some chance involved... tell me, Miss Daffodil, did you come to return the collar or to find out what it does?”

“That’s stupid... You don’t know me... I’m... I’m not like this, I’m a good mother, a good woman, I don’t want... I can’t do that to myself...”

Yen, blushing intensely, falling back into silence, lowering her eyes.

 Adelia offered her the collar back.

“What are you wearing under the coat...?” a smirk. “Or perhaps it's more accurate to ask... are you wearing anything under the coat?”

...

Yen raised her head, moving the hair from in front of her eyes to take a breath.

She licked her lips, enjoying the taste, before returning to work.

The collar round her neck, bouncing as she moved her head up and down, sucking the taxi driver's dark erect penis.

The man was befuddled by bliss, his mouth open and drooling, he came and Yen swallowed the hot milk.

He was half asleep as she got up again, cleaning her lips with the back of her hand she took a look at the photo of him and his family on the top of the taximeter, his mother was kissing his cheek.

Yen patted him on the chest.

“Be a good lad for your mom, ok?”

He nodded distractedly and she left the car, covering her lingerie with her coat.

...

It had been years since Yen’s last buying spree and it was the first one she could remember where she had bought stuff just for herself.

Make-up, clothes for girls twenty years younger, jewellery that matched her lovely fur collar, shoes with high heels.

She arrived home carrying too many bags.

After a quick dinner of raw meat and a cold shower, she opened one of the bags and grab a very thin thong from inside it.

Yen smiled...

...

The door of the apartment closed with a slam as Yen came back. It was seriously late, several hours past midnight and she wasn’t happy.

She threw her purse on the couch and walked up and down, fondling her red face.

The smelt of sweat and smoke reminded her of the dance floor, those young fit bodies all around her, that she had leaned and rubbed herself against, invited to drinks and smiled... but it wasn’t her lucky night and she didn’t catch any prey.

She purred, she wanted to bite something, her finger grabbed the front of her slutty dress, squeezing the fabric, she gasped.

The frustration was so deep, so intensely hot, she yelled and pulled with both hands, ripping her new dress into two halves that felt to the floor.

She wasn’t wearing a bra and it didn’t take long for her to rip the thong and sit on the floor.

Yen crawled around on all  fours as her anger became frustration, she need to fuck, to mate, to hunt... once again she had been hijacked by her own self, her lack of aggressiveness, she should have smiled more, drunk more, danced more, she should have sucked that guy’s cock in the bathroom.

This life, this self, was torturing, constraining her worse than a leash, she needed the forests, she wanted it...

She rolled over onto her back and began to rub her puss with both hands.

All of her fingers were inside that meaty hairy entrance as she masturbated.

Her muscles began to grow tense and firm, she shut her eyes tightly and raised her pelvis, the heel of one of her shoes broke, the second red mark began to became carved onto the bone, below the first.

As she masturbated a tail began to slide down between her open legs, onto the floor, an anaconda of skin that soon became coated in blondish fur.

Yen opened her darkening lips as her teeth sharpened, she groaned, leaving a sweaty mark on the floor that she was slapping with her tail.

She didn’t just moan at the end, but let out a powerful roar.

Her legs stretched and her butt landed on the floor, a neighbour complained in the distance.

Slowly, she curled around her tail, grabbing it, smelling it, fondling it... it was soft and beautiful.

Yen knew what she wanted, what she needed, and she was fine with the price... she curled up even more, falling asleep... it was time to plan one last hunt...

...

The music was too loud and the people around them too young, the three mature women stood in the shadows on the edge of the dance floor.

Cora and Elisa were completely out of their element, the bragging around the coffee table died as soon as they stepped into the disco, even with their best make-up and clothes they felt alienated around the younger girls.

Intensely contrasting their usual routine, Yen stood tall and imposing between the other two, wildly ravishing, wearing a skimpy one piece red dress that barely covered her firm thighs or her large tits.

She had her tail wrapped around her waist, like some sort of fur belt, matching her fur collar.

“What are we doing here...?” mumbled Cora, feeling small.

“Having some fun!” explained Yen, raising her voice over the music.” Dancing, drinking...” two young guys crossed in front of them and her glowing green eyes followed them hungrily. “Hunting...”

Elisa shook her head.

“Yen, this is wrong, let’s go home... we can watch Sex and the City and drink a jug of Margaritas.. Are you... Are you wearing fake teeth..?.”

Yen crossed her arms.

“I'm not gonna waste the night doing such lame shit.”

“But that’s what we do...”

“Weren’t you two always making fun of me for being a pansy? Well, that’s over, this is the new me and tonight I’m going to hunt and fuck a youngster.”

Both Elisa and Cora blushed in shock.

“But... But we don’t do that stuff, we talk about doing it, but we don’t do it!” said Elise. “You are going too far!”

Cora nodded nervously.

“Yes, this is totally out of our league.”

Yen rolled her eyes and sighed deeply and loudly, then she firmly hugged both women  much to their surprise, they trembled, feeling their friends new strength.

“You two are still too attached to those boring skins, I understand..”

The distant detached tone she used made tears begin to build in the corners of Cora's eyes.

“Stop already, please! We are sorry, but you don’t have...!”

She was cut short when Yen leaned over and give her a long and tender kiss, using her tongue.

Elisa’s mouth dropped open.

“Yen, what are you dong! What are you talking about...!”

She was also cut short by another intense kiss that left her soeechless. Yen tangled her tongue with hers and licked her lips once it was over.

“Don’t be too sad, OK? This is fine... and when you two are ready to join me I'll be waiting in the woods...”

She freed the women, Cora was covering her mouth with both hands, Elisa tried to grab Yen’s belt.

“Yen, what are you talking about?! You are scaring us...!”

The tail slid from Elisa’s fingers and both she and Cora stood there in speechless shock as Yen jumped onto the dance floor and began to move with the music.

Elisa and Cora moved closer together, grabbing each other hands, as they watched their friend dance without any inhibitions with a long feline tail shaking behind her.

They could barely understand what their eyes were seeing.

“Oh, god...” whispered Cora, squeezing Elisa’s fingers. Yen began to rub her rear against a man’s crotch. “She isn’t wearing underwear!”

She wasn’t, and she didn’t care, the sound and intensity of the music increased and she continued moving, not only following the flow of the sounds, but with intention and purpose towards a clear objective.

“Is that... Is that May’s ex...?” babbled Elisa when she spotted the redheaded man that Yen was hunting.

Max was dancing with his arms raised and his eyes closed, he didn’t notice how, one by one, Yen pulled or pushed away all the young females dancing around them, but he opened his eyes when he felt Yen’s hard nipples against his chest.

“Hello, Miss Daffodil...” he said, smirking and looking down at the woman.

“Hello, cub...” she answered, looking up with a sharp smile.

They were at the centre of the dance floor, the lights began to blink on and off as the music reached his peak, making it hard for Cora and Elisa to watch the scene. The women felt their pussies tighten up as Yen and Max grew closer and closer to each other with each blinding flash of light and deafening sound.

“She’s going to... no?” gulped Cora, feeling hot and sweaty. “She wouldn't  dare...”

It seem louder and brighter when the last flash showed them as the cougar and the boy kissed.

“We... We have to call May...” gasped Elisa, as her heart beat louder than the start of the next song.

...

“Wait? What did you say? A tail?!”

May was pacing up and down in front of her bed with the phone to her ear as an half-awake Ryan followed her with his eyes.

“With Max? Max my ex-boyfriend?!” continued the girl, stressing more with each step. “Where’s she now?!”

Ryan, who was already getting up and picking up his pants, listened to a little of Elisa's stressed voice on the end of the phone line.

“We don’t know, we looked everywhere! There was a lot of people and it was noisy and dark, they must have sneaked out at some point...”

“Oh, fuck, oh, shit...!” May had a hand on her forehead. “Just... give me a moment, I'll call back...”

On the edge of tears she hung up the phone and looked back at Ryan, who was already dressed.

“Ryan, the collar, my mom, fucking Max, I... I...”

Ryan put a hand on her shoulder, he already had already a very vague idea of what may be happening and he could have said I told you so, but he didn’t.

“Calm down and think, didn’t you tell me Max always took his weekend conquests to his parents cottage out of town?”

...

During the short bike ride to the cottage Yen couldn’t help roaring into the night sky a couple of times as they left the town behind and headed into the woods, sitting behind Max.

Max laughed as she squeezed her tits against his back.

Her tail floated behind the vehicle, the back of her skirt raised, showing her naked rear.

They reached the cottage, jumped off the bike and ran inside with only one thing on their  minds.

That thing became a bit fuzzy for Max when Yen tore off all her clothes, except the collar, and he discovered the cougar tail attached to the cougar’s juicy butt.

“That’s a cool toy...” he said as a ferociously smiling and naked Yen pulled him down onto the wood floor.

Yen made a sound between a chuckle and a purr as she undressed the boy, her eyes shone when she saw his young erect penis.

Max's doubts increased as he began to feel that he hadn't ever been in control.

"M-maybe we should drink something first...?" he gasped nervously, as the woman crawled over him, licking his chest and his neck.

"No need for that, silly, I have my favorite drink right here..."

Putting her hands on Max's chest, Yen squatted over his crotch and slammed her vagina onto his cock.

Leading the sexual show, she moved up and down on the boy, who was now scared by the size of the fangs in her smile.

"Come on! COME ON! Give it to me! ALL OF IT!" screamed the cougar as her buttocks slapped Max's thighs.

The bone pendant began to intensely glow, the third red mark slowly appearing at the bottom as it floated, hanging from the collar, illuminating the entire cottage.

"Oh, god!  Oh fuck! What's happening?!" screamed Max, trying uselessly to escape from the trap of fear and pleasure that he had walked into.

Yen easily pinned him down, now way stronger than he was, and clenched her pussy around his sweet, sweet dick.

The pendant and it's three marks glowed with power one final time and then softly shattered into dust that dispersed into the air, shaken by the force of the sexual act below.

The woman had her eyes closed, was she crying? Or was it sweat? Max didn't care, he just wanted to leave, but he was forced to stay and watch as the fur of the blond collar extended, covering Yen's neck.

How the soft shy face of Miss Daffodil began to morph and mutate, cracking and reshaping as her claws grew dark against his chest.

Her nose turned bluntish, ears sliding towards the top of her head, becoming round and big.

Max grunted and came and the feline creature on top of him roared, deafeningly loud.

"Please... Please I just want to leave..." the guy sobbed.

That attracted the attention of the cougar, instantly, the creature leaned over him, savagely biting his left shoulder with her powerful jaws, he screamed and fainted.

Yen raised up, licking her bloody face with her big tongue, the fur was reaching her shoulders, her ears caught a sound outside, she smiled.

Unnaturally fast, she jumped forward and crawled outside of the cottage through a window, moving between the shadows she grabbed the unsuspecting prey from behind and pushed his head against the cottage wall.

"Hello there, Ryan, sweety, how lovely to catch you."

Ryan couldn't move, his arms held and his glasses broken, the woman's deep voice gave him chills.

"H-hello Miss Daffodil...!"

"Tell me, what are you doing around my woods this late at night?"

"It's quite funny... Just came looking for you..."

"Indeed, pretty funny..." Yen slid a hand inside Ryan's pants. "And I found you first..."

"W-wait!"

Ryan tried to shake her off, but failed, Yen only stopped when May's voice called to her from behind.

"MOM!"

The cougar looked back and saw her cub with tears in her eyes, with a frustrated roar she tossed away her prey and tried to run away.

"MOM!" shouted May following her. "WAIT! STOP!"

Yen didn't manage to get far, her shifting legs made her drop onto all fours before she could leave the light around the cottage's clearing behind and reach the line of pine trees.

She stood naked on all fours as her daughter reached her.

May ignored the Yen's reshaping and exposed rear and her dark swollen sex and anus under that long raised tail, she knelt at the side of her mother and began to touch her.

"Where is? Where is that stupid thing?!" she kept  touching, looking frantically for the collar's fastening, but only found warm flesh and the moist fur that already covered the entirety of Yen's back.

"May..."

"Don't worry, we only have to go to that stupid store and we'll make them fix you!" May tried to help Yen get up, but after a single step the woman roared and landed back down on all fours.

"Don't worry, May this is fine..."

"No, no, no..."

Yen put her half paw across May's arm and May stopped shaking her head in dismay.

Mother and daughter looked at each other and the daughter realized that her mother was now a cougar who only barely looked like a woman.

"Mom... I'm so sorry..."

"You don't have to be..." Yen's human hair was slowly falling from her head. "I did this to myself, it's my choice, not your fault..."

"But mom, you are..."

"Becoming a cougar..." underneath her, Yen's breasts began to shrink to match the teats that she has grown. "Becoming free, you don't understand it... but this is bliss..."

"You can't be serious..."

"I am... I'm going to live in this wood, naked, unrestrairrrrned, I will be a predatorrrrr, I will find a mate and have cubs, I will make trrrrrrhis place my home and my kingdorrrrrm..."

It was becoming harder for the cougar to talk as her skull reshaped, but that didn't take away for the certainty on her words.

May gulped, sniffed up the snot and put her forehead against Yen's, they both closed their eyes and Yen lowered her ears and tail.

"You always wanted to do some trekking, didn't you...?" she tried to joke.

"And you gave me the courrrrage to do it..."

When May moved back the changes were over and she was looking face to face at a cougar.

A  proud and strong wild feline, a predator that tenderly licked her face... she put her hand into the fur on her back and allowed it to slowly slide off as the beast walked away.

The cougar sprinted and climbed the wall of rocks near the end of the forest clearing, once on top, she stopped and looked back, she roared one last time and them was lost in the dark forest.

Under the door frame of the cottage, Ryan and May were observing the scene, Ryan was carrying Max and had bandaged the redhead's injuries with some clothes.

May remained sitting on the floor as the tears silently flowed.

...

Some months later, Max was sitting alone in the locker room of the gym, wearing only his briefs.

He was pale and haggard, with bags under his eyes, his red hair was now a bit longer, but he didn't have a beard despite not having shaved for week.

The man slowly slid the tip of his finger across the scar on his left shoulder, he was feeling odd, he had been feeling odd since that night...

A cold sensation climbed his back, he grabbed his side and fell to the floor, clutching as he quickly grew an erection and equally quickly came inside his underwear.

His nipples were hard, his dick growing flaccid and shrinking...

...

May was sitting on the trunk of a fallen tree, smiling softly as the cougar ate raw meat from her hand.

"They finally gave that promotion to Ryan, who would known that his She-cougar idea would sell so well?"

The cougar finished chewing the meat and began to lick her hairy muzzle

"So, what do you say... It's about time we took the step and begin to live together?"

The cougar gave a soft purr and put her head on the woman's lap, without losing her soft smile May petted her behind the ears.

...

The cup of hot coffee rested awkwardly on the table in front of the awkwardly empty chair, once more, Cora and Elisa had ordered an extra by habit.

They both looked at the empty seat, avoiding looking into each other eyes.

Cora leaned back...

Elisa sighed...

And they both put the fur collars with bone pendants on the table...