Animals in Heat

I fanned my cheeks. Like Tara, I was getting really hot. Really, really hot. My nipples were rock hard, my belly muscles were quivering and my pussy was lubricating like crazy. But, strangely, the most intense sensations were coming from my lips. My lips were more sensitive than my clit, it seemed. I licked my lips once to moisten them, and I shuddered and nearly moaned.

What the hell?

I looked around. The men at the party hadn’t impressed me initially, but now they looked like models. Shoulders suddenly appeared broad and powerful. Strong jaws, predatory walks. I could actually smell the men, and their masculine scents were driving my instincts wild.

I looked at Tara and realized she was experiencing the same thing.

“Our punishment,” I said, and talking was difficult because I was so very hot and needy.

“Yeah,” managed Tara. “I need it. I need dick. Oh, gawd...”

I was having trouble concentrating. I vaguely registered that I was supposed to be covering my bare chest, but my burning need was making me forget.

“She put us in heat,” said Tara.

“It’s working,” I said. “I can’t think straight.”

My heart was racing. This was more than just a reaction to Alice and Bit making out. It had to be.

Tara looked at me, coming to the same obvious conclusion I had...this was part of the spell.

“Whatever,” said Tara. “I can take it.” Her cheeks were flushed, however, and she was cutting furtive glances at the tightening circle of guys.

That’s when it finally occurred to me that there actually was a surrounding circle of guys.

“What?” I said. “You guys never seen a cat girl and bunny girl before?

The closest guy smiled. “Sure we have,” he said.

Damn. That wasn’t good. That meant they knew exactly what was happening to us.

Tara turned and tried to walk away. Two guys stepped over to her and started talking, though, and amazingly, she stopped to talk to them.

Then a guy was standing next to me, his masculine scent hovering.

“Hello there,” he said.

“Back off,” I said. “Just ’cuz I have bunny ears doesn’t mean I...I...well, it doesn’t mean anything.”

“Of course it doesn’t,” he said. “Don’t worry...they look great on you.”

“No, they don’t!” I said. “They look...they look...they look like...something...!”

Shit. His scent was throwing me off. My concentration was shot. My nipples were rock hard and I kept dropping my hands too low, like I was subconsciously showing off my tits. This was bad.

“Hey, it’s okay, babe,” said the guy.

“No, it’s not!” I said. “It’s...it’s...it’s...”

Dammit. He smelled so good. So powerful. I wasn’t about to give in to Millicent, though. I just wasn’t! If she thought I was going to end up bent over like a slut, she was in for a surprise. Still, I had to do something.

“Follow me,” I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him with me.

Tara was too busy pressing against some other guy to even notice I was walking away.