Jiggle your boobs at them and look cute to win them over

"Look." you gasp and take a step back. Your hands clutch at the hem of your shirt as you speak, "I know what men want. I'm perfectly happy to show my boobs to you if you'll let me pass." Without waiting for a response, you pull your shirt up and over your breasts. The cool air against your sensitive nipples makes you shiver and you feel them stiffen as the men grin at you even more.

"Of course, that's what we want. That and more." the big man ahead of you steps forward and suddenly grabs the front of your shirt and the waistband of your trousers. Before you can protest or pull Circe's Orb out of your pocket, he pushes you back and you lose your balance and tumble to the floor. With his hand still gripped tightly on your trousers, you feel the ill-fitted clothing slide off your body and you land with a thud. Your trousers and underwear are still gripped in his hand.

You gasp at your sudden bottomlessness and try to protest and pull yourself back away from your assailants, "H-Hey-!"

The large cat man laughs loudly at your protests and throws your clothes on the ground before removing his own trousers. A large cock flops out of his pants and he climbs on top of you. You try to kick at him but he grabs your ankles and forces your legs up towards your chest. His rigid shaft angles dangerously at your fresh pussy. He sneers at your attempted struggling, "I'll show you what men want."

"No - No! Stop!" You gasp, but your protests are in vain as you feel his rigid cock slide deep into your pussy. His large member stretches the depths of your sex as he slides back and thrusts into you again. Sharp pricks of pleasure shoot through you each time he slides himself back as tiny little spines on his cock rattle against the sensitive parts of your vagina. He takes long and deliberate thrusts into you as he catches your protesting hands and pins them above your head. His weight keeps your legs pinned against your chest as the mating press allows his cock to press deep against your cervix with each thrust forward.

You moan. You can't help yourself but feel good. It's a mix of the curse on your womb and the spines now assailing against the walls of your pussy. Your channel is already slick with arousal that only makes his thrusting more eager as your female parts don't resist him at all. His thrusting length makes you shiver and shudder in pleasure both while thrusting forward and knocking against your womb and pulling back with the reverse-pointed spines sending spasms of pleasure through your body on the way back out.

Your senses are an overwhelmed blur as the cacophony of feelings goes through your body. The rush of unfamiliar feelings and incredibly pleasurable feelings shooting through you causes you to arch your back and moan more eagerly. Your body instinctually clamping down around his cock as it milks the shaft for its dangerously fertile juices.

The other two men take positions on either side of you and jerk their now exposed cocks as they watch the vigorous fucking taking place. Neither of them seems to want to intrude on their boss's prize, but are certainly enjoying the view of you being bred on the floor of their meeting room.

And bred you're about to be. You feel the massive cock inside of your cunt start to throb and twitch. All the time spent as a man and you know what that feeling is. You can practically see it in your mind's eye. His balls tensing up, the welling and building to the point of climax. The first few throbs. Followed by...

An eruption of liquid pleasure shoots into your womb. The large catman groans and thrusts hard against your cervix again. Each thrust causes the well of warmth to grow inside of you as he unloads his fertile load inside of you. Your abdomen burns with the power of the curse Circe placed on you. Ensuring the man's sperm would reach its mark.

A serene sense of relief washes away your fears as your fate becomes bound to his. Your body relaxes, even as the man pumps a few more spurts of his cum into your body. Unbeknownst to him that his actions have already fulfilled their purpose inside of your fertile fields.

"Ahh..." the large catman sighs and leans up. The other two men deposit their loads onto your face and breasts, but the only thing running through your mind is the desire to please your new lover. You shiver and moan as his length slips out of you. "So how do you feel now? Do you know what men want?"

"Uh huh" you nod and sit up and move over to his cock and slide your tongue along it. The tiny spines prickle at your tongue as you slowly work to clean his gloriously large cock. "I want whatever you want."

He laughs heartily and grips your hair as you clean him up. "Listen to that boys. It seems that my cock has broken her mind. All right girlie, let's see how much you want to please me. Bend over that table over there and let all of my men have a chance to use that nice little cunt of yours."

"Yes sir," your curse-addled mind doesn't even think of protesting as you stand up and bend over the nearest table. You feel his seed ooze out of your freshly impregnated pussy as he calls the rest of his group down to take turns fucking you.

Even as your belly swells with child and your breasts with milk. You still don't know whether any one of the catboys knows who the father of your children is. Your job is simple: to clean and serve. It is no understatement that you've been with every catboy in this group of brigands. They don't leave you to wear clothes, so any of them can take advantage of your nudity at any time. None of them become any gentler at the prospect of you carrying their child.

Today is no different as the shaggy orange-maned catboy pulls you onto his lap and buries his cock into you. Facing into the room, all of the men there get to enjoy the view of you bounding on his length. Your pregnant belly jiggles with each thrust as he teases your nipples and forces them to spurt milk down over your chest.

Although, perhaps today is a little different as a burst of blue smoke announces the arrival of Circe. None of the catboys are surprised to see her and the one thrusting eagerly into your cunt doesn't stop with her arrival either. The fiendish woman looks at you with a devilish grin. "So, how are you enjoying yourself?"

Through the pleasured moans triggered by the rigid cock inside your pussy, you moan your response. "I'm where I'm supposed to be, Mistress Circe."

Your answer only makes her grind wider. "Good girl." She then turns her attention to the other catboys in the room. "well, enjoy the slut boys. You've certainly earned her."

then with a cheer from the men and a burst of blue smoke, the demon departed. The catboy whose lap you are bouncing on grunts and releases his seed deep inside of you.

This is where you belong now. Breeding slut to a gang of catboys.