Carlos wants to see Meowmeow literally hypnotized

Carlos sees how the newly made cat slut stares at Cherry's tits and gets an idea. He thinks for a second and snaps his fingers.

Cherry presses her tits together, forcing Meowmeow out of them. The catgirl shakes her head, sending pink hair cascading around her, as she's **** out of the sweet embrace of titflesh.

"Look at boobies, Onee-chan," says Cherry in her broken English as she brings her hands under her tits and pushes them up in turn. Meowmeow looks and is instantly entranced, caught under the spell of the prodigious jiggle.

"Lick cunny please, Meowmeow."

Meowmeow, eyes blank, pounces on Cherry and pushes her down onto the couch, landing on top of her. Purring (well, making a sound that was probably supposed to be purring) she slides her body down Cherry's until she's sitting on all fours at the foot of the couch, her head level with Cherry's skirt. Since Cherry is wearing no panties, Meowmeow only has to shove her snout under the pleats of the skirt and get to work.

Cherry arcs her back and presses her head back into the couch, moaning. Her hands rise and begin to knead her tits. Before she can stop herself, she instinctively starts to cheer for Meowmeow.

"Go, sis, you're the best!" She moans. "Make me cum, make me a mess!" She shakes her tits in lieu of pompoms.

Meowmeow continues, and starts to make purring noises into Cherry's snatch, making Cherry flinch back, letting out a surprised scream of pleasure as she's pushed over the edge into orgasm, fluids gushing out of the area under her upturned skirt and drenching Meowmeow, who was beginning to come out of her trance.

"Aw, sis," says Meowmeow, "Meowmeow probably would have done it if you'd asked." She crawls up onto the couch and cuddles with her sister, fluid drying on her face.

"Is better this way," gasps Cherry.

Carlos would have to agree, having watched with rapt attention. He would have to say that this was a pretty good idea. One that wouldn't backfire for him, either.