sasha's too good to pass up on

"I really think I'm set on Sasha."
"Fine pick," the clerk grins, whipping out a keycard and taking it to a small console for a bit. There's a hiss behind you like out of a sci-fi movie, which makes the clerk shrug. "We love the classics as well as the creative here," he says.

There's a little streak of silver coming towards you, the speedy shape just recognizable as Sasha based on your memory. You don't have much time to prepare, but throw your arms out just before she pounces and lands in your arms, kissing you sweetly all over your cheeks, neck, and lips, nuzzling you now and then with her nose and neck.

"Are they all this excited to get picked?" you chuckle as you hold onto her, which turns out to be fairly unneccessary as her flexible legs wrap around your waist. It's hard to ignore the warmth between them that presses into your belly just above your groin, not to mention the breasts squishing between your chests.

"It's an animorph's dream to be picked by a kind master they approve of." There's a slight change of the clerk's pitch at the next line. Maybe warning despite his smile? "I hope she's picked right."

You reach up to put your hand on Sasha's cheek, barely managing to get her on the third try as she's still smooching you eagerly. She slows a bit and you meet her serpentine eyes, seeming to soothe her into slowing down. You clip the collar around her neck and she lets out a loud, feline purr.

"Ohhh, it's just like I dreamed of," she sighs musically, running her hands over your chest. "It's downright euphoric to see you, my masterful master..." You see what he meant about her intelligence already.
You run your hands down her smooth white fur, admiring the curves of her figure as well as her amazingly flexible skeleton. "God, I can't wait to get you home," you find yourself murmuring outloud.
"The audacity!" Sasha gasps in mock surprise. "Does my lusty master wish to perform an intense study of my body's prehensile properties?" she giggles.
"Abso-damn-lutely," you smile, squeezing her rump under her tail. She moans lewdly, reaching her tail around to spank your ass through your pants. "Then shut up and take me," she whispers back, but you jerk your eyes at the clerk. He waves casually at Sasha.
"What are you, a eunich?" she frowns at him.
"I'm around furry tits all day, Sasha. I learn to contain myself, unlike some 'morphs." He offers you a clipboard to make it all official.