Sandra worms her way into bed

Two weeks after you transformed Sandra...

You're just nodding off when you feel some fur gently press against you. Soft, fine fur. As your mind meanders back to consciousness you ask, "Helena? Is something wrong?"

She tenses and then you feel her head press against your chest, her chest press against your side and her legs wrap around yours. "Sorry," she says, "I didn't mean to wake you."

You smile and put your arm around her. "Being woken up isn't so bad when a certain white furred catgirl is doing the waking." Somehow she cuddles even closer. For a few moments you just rest there, your arm cradling her. Then you wake up more fully and your cock starts making all the usual suggestions about what you could be doing.

After a few ear scratches you ask, "Were you hoping to bump me awake? Get me up for a 'little something' before bed?"

Helena rubs her cheek against your shoulder. But her reply surprises you, "No, actually I just wanted to cuddle... and maybe ask you something in the morning."

"Oh?"

She just lets out a long, "Mmmmm...." and then there's a long pause and you feel her tense up a little. Some more ear scratches do wonders to make her relax again.

"Well we're both awake now..." you say, teasing her.

"Ummm," she mumbles, "I thought I'd have more time to think about how to ask." Her ears begin to warm under your touch, a sure sign she's embarrassed.

"No need to rush," you tell her, continuing to gently stroke her head.

After a while she says, "That's so nice," and then there's another pause. Finally she sighs and asks, "So... do you think Sandra is pretty?"

"Well, yes," you have to say. Sandra is certainly a looker. "Why?"

Her ears work back and forth a little and she says, "Doe and Renee and I were talking today about Sandra, and how she's the first pregnant catgirl to be saved. And how she has five babies - and we remembered you said that Renee is going to have five babies and it's going to be a lot harder on her."

"Yes, well Renee has a very slender waist."

"Sandra's isn't much bigger. She's going to have a hard time too, isn't she?" Now worry creeps into Helena's voice as she adds, "And Sandra won't have a pair of other catgirls to help her with the babies. Or a man..."

You pull her up and hold her chin so she has to face you. "So what you're asking, my lovely Helena, is if I could please bring this hot, sexy redheaded catgirl into our bed?" Her chin is burning - poor Helena is so wound up that she's blushing under all that soft fur. At this rate she'll overheat before you get anywhere with her.

Helena's eyes dart away. Then she looks back like she's sneaking a peek to see how you're reacting. You're giving her a warm smile so her tail thumps against the bed. "So... yes?"

"Yes, of course yes," you tell her, rubbing her ear harder so she lets out a little gurgle of pleasure, half way between a purr and a sigh. "If you've been talking to Doe then what do she and Renee think?"

"Ummm, Renee really feels for her. She was holding her belly once we started talking. And Doe has been saying she thinks Sandra is special ever since she talked to her."

In truth you knew something like this was sure to happen. Sandra very much wanted to join your harem and it's simply too convenient an option to ignore. With Sandra as one of your lovers there's every reason for her to hang around in your lab without creating any jealousy or questions among your other lovers. You did tell the red furred minx to seduce your lovers, you just didn't expect Sandra to manage this so quickly. She's still feigning weakness two days after being introduced to the others. Yet here's Helena, who was probably planning to wake you up with a morning blow job before bringing up Sandra. You tease her by saying, "Well I think this is some kind of cunning plot of yours. It's not really to help Sandra - it's the three of you who want to find out if red furred catgirls really do have more fun."

"Huh?"

You laugh and tell her of the old human saying about redheaded women. Helena squirms and pleads that she didn't even know that and you draw her in for a long, passionate kiss. When it's over you hug her and tell her you know, and that you were just teasing. Her tail beats against the bed a little harder. "I was actually thinking of how to take care of her, and this was one possible way. But I wasn't sure you three would be okay with sharing your bed, our bed with another girl."

Helena gives you another kiss and says, "You saved us. All of us and then more catgirls after that. You're always working for all of us. I think you deserve at least four catgirls."

You have to laugh. "At least? You want even more catgirls? Dear, I know you love licking them out but have some restraint."

Helena snuggles and rubs against you. "I like that, say that first part again."

"You want even more catgirls?"

"No... 'Dear'. I don't remember everything, but I do remember really wanting to hear words like that from a man."

"My dear Helena?"

"Purrr."

"My darling Helena?"

"Oh gosh, I'm getting so warm."

You roll her gently on her back and whisper, "Helena, my love?" and her knees spread all on their own. A few kisses and then you're inside her. With such a cute catgirl, still embarrassed about having asked all those questions, it doesn't take long for you to cum - though Helena managed to cum first and, with a bit of your attention after you paint her insides, she has a second orgasm and winds up splayed on the bed, panting and smiling, before she falls into a deep slumber.

Early next morning...

You awaken to the feeling of eyes on you. Blinking away the dust from your own eyes you find four in total looking down on you. Doe and Renee, each with an arm around the other's waist, perched near the bed and watching you from the shadows. Helena must have got cold during the night because she's wrapped tightly around you, still sound asleep with her chin resting against your shoulder and her face nuzzled against your neck.

"What are you up to?" you whisper, hoping it's quiet enough that Helena keeps snoozing.

The sisters approach quietly, moving in like they're stalking prey. They slip onto the bed without disturbing anything and wriggle over to your side. "We were waiting for Helena," says Renee.

"She wanted to take the lead this time," says Doe.

"Well she did," you tell them. "Last night."

Doe's ears flatten and she says, "Too bad. But... how did she do? What happened?"

"She managed to get the question out," you tell her with a smile. "You didn't have to do all this. You could have just asked after dinner or something."

"She asked to do it her way," Renee says. "She thought since she was the newest it was her job."

You just rub Helena's head, getting a pleased mumble from the heavy sleeper. "Anyway, as I said to her last night, I was thinking about it myself. Sandra is going to have a lot more trouble than the other two catgirls I've saved since then who are with child."

"Mmmmm," agrees Doe, "both of them just have twins like me." Her hand runs down your arm and takes your hand.

"We're going to get along so well," Renee says, as much to herself as you. Her hand trails up your leg until it rests on your knee. Then it slowly moves higher.

You give her a grin and ask, "When do you want to welcome Sandra?"

Renee lets her fingers continue, letting them wander up your inner thigh until she very gently takes your manhood in hand. "I think you're all set to do that now."

"That's just morning wood. I told you how that works."

"Mmmmm, sure, but are you saying if I sat on top of you right now and rode that staff you'd go soft?"

"Of course not. With gorgeous girls like you it's going to stay hard."

"Then get ready, we're going to see another gorgeous girl. I bet she'll find a way to keep you hard too."

Given Sandra's dirty mind that's all but guaranteed.

Half an hour later, in the recovery rooms...

"...I'd be a fool to turn you down," says Sandra. "I've been worried about them since you told me." As she says it she places a hand on her belly and Renee reflexively does the same. That reaction is pretty interesting - neither one of them is pregnant enough to even feel morning sickness, but one mention of babies and they start holding their tummies.

Doe takes Sandra's hand, "John says you got healed on the same day as Yvonne, just a day after Helena, so you're one of the first catgirls he saved. Plus, no one else he's saved has red fur..."

Sandra laughs and squeezes Doe's hand. "I already agreed! You don't need to sell me on the idea." Sandra's other hand moves, rubbing her stomach, "I don't know what I was going to do, but," she looks at you, "are you really alright with this? I've already got someone else's babies inside me. A lot of them."

You give her a kiss. Doe and Helena both sigh, Renee's tail smacks hard against the bedframe.

Sandra, the devious actress she is, tears up after the kiss. That prompts Helena, easily the most empathic of your catgirls, to dive onto the bed and hug Sandra tightly before showering her with kisses of her own.

Renee, sitting near the foot of the bed, shows her support by taking Sandra's tail and stroking the underside - a move Renee herself enjoys in bed.

And Doe takes the hand she's still holding, raises it to her lips and kisses the back of Sandra's palm.

"I think that settles it," you say to Sandra as you help her to her feet. "All of us want to help you, all of us want you to come to the master bedroom. There's a spot there that's earmarked for you."

"It's a comfy, warm spot," Helena promises.

Sandra is still feigning a degree of weakness from her long recovery, so she lets you support her on the trip back to the your bedroom. Here and there you notice a few other catgirls looking on. Most give approving nods or sensual purrs as Sandra heads upstairs. While they might want a taste of you themselves Sandra has been quite popular. Even while recovering she's been turning on the charisma, making lots of friends around the mansion.

When you finally reach the bedroom and lay her down on the bed Sandra keeps a hold on your hand as you release her. "I don't know what to do next," she says, lying like a rug. Her eyes turn to Doe, then run across both Renee and Helena as she adds, "maybe you could show me?"