Feline Delights

I clean up what I can, but the smell of sex remains.

I’m perfectly composed and ready for my next visitor.

The door opens and I see a green and yellow haired catgirl stroll in. Atalante, Greek hero. From what I know, Atalante is a sporty independent tomboy. Decidedly unromantic, serious, and chaste. That presents a challenge.

I need a way to seduce her in this nurse body. I need to understand what’s wrong with her, maybe I can use that to my advantage.

“Hello Ms Atalante. Welcome to the medical office. Are you unwell or hurt?”

“Nightingale, this is horrendously embarrassing to admit. But I’ve been feeling it coming for ages now. I hate it so much! Hate hate hate HATE!”

Completely unclear as to what’s going on, it seems Atalante is going to transform into her alter.

She steadies herself and doesn’t transform, but her face is fiery. I take a guess to make sure Atalante doesn’t smash up the room in anger.

“I’m not sure I understand. But, is this related to your unique cat physiology?”

“Yes. Nurse, I’m feeling terribly unable to sit still every day. I was hoping to just hold out, but then that DAMN ACHILLES wouldn’t stop calling me sister and teasing me about it. I’ve reached my LIMIT!!”

“I see where this is going, but can you please state it out loud before I waste time on diagnostics?”

“IM IN HEAT! Please, you have to help me. My body is on fire and I need to have sex, but I fucking despise the men around here and I have my oath to Artemis! I wasn’t planning on just propositioning every fucking servant I see for help. But that bastard has made me beyond pissed!”

Atalante is sizzling, ready to erupt if one more smart comment comes her way.

A golden op-pur-tunity has jumped into my lap. I can’t believe it, she has the exact ailment that allows me to do whatever I want to her.

I smile in Nightingale’s body and warmly deliver an optimistic outlook.

“Miss Atalante, I can certainly help you. On my honor as a nurse, I will do whatever it takes to assist and heal you.”

My hands come to my breast declaring it as something I hold dear and important. A simple solution ultimately. I stand up from my chair and move closer to Atalante, taking her hands into mine.

“You have no idea how relieved I am to hear that. I was ready to expl—” I move in to kiss her, interrupting Atalante’s words.

She throws me off of her. “WHA— wha— WHAT are you doing?!”

“I was commencing treatment. I assure you, I am most capable of delivering a person to a medically necessary orgasm. Long have I been told that my body is ‘sexy.’”

I smile innocently and seriously, delivering the news to a stuttering Atalante.

“D-don’t you just have l-like a pill or something?!” Atalante has her hands over her face, ears downward.

“I could. But, then you’d suffer side effects. I intend to end your symptoms at the source. Allow me to heal you, it is my utmost responsibility to help a patient.”

It’s so stoic and direct. An absolute declaration that alludes to nothing but what it says. Atalante has no choice but to believe me. No evidence of deception or trickery which would set her off immediately.

“Please miss Atalante. On my duty as a nurse and as a woman, I must. I know you have an oath to chastity, but I can’t stand to see you suffer.” I’m warm and gentle, a little removed from Nightingale’s normal overly sterile tone.

Her hands come off her face and she frowns. Her mouth opens finally.

“Okay…. I appreciate that you would do something so… abnormal for me in need. You’re a fellow woman, and I sense absolutely no evil or intent to deceive me.”

Atalante blushes at her admission that she will accept it.

I set to waste no further time and start preparations. “I am pleased that you are receptive to the treatment option. Now, we must strip. However clinical it may sound, I’m completely willing and open to this. I hope you are too.”

My nurse uniform comes off, and Atalante sees the full extent of my possessed figure. The mounds and curves I have are illustrious. I can see it on Atalante’s face, she’s in awe of my body.

She turns a new shade of red. “I… with a woman. I’ve never done this at all…”

Atalante removes her clothing slowly. Her bra and panties discarded. Her modest chest and body is before my eyes in entirety. She’s red, not with anger now, but with desire.

I further give her pertinent information. “Lovemaking with me may be rough. I’m methodical. Let us bare our bodies and you may touch me as I touch you. I will not hold back.”

Atalante doesn’t speak, her hands are envious even if she doesn’t understand that. I pull her hand into my bountiful right breast and force her to squeeze.

I let go and go for her chest. My hands are easily able to encapsulate her smaller breasts. I fondle her breasts slowly then fast.

I hope to assuage her concerns. “Do not be afraid to enjoy this. Not all medicine need be bitter.”

Atalante moans from my hands on her tits. And I can tell from how she is reverently touching my breasts that she is beginning to understand the allure consciously.

“What really will make you climax comes next. Your precious part below.”

Without other warning, I jam a finger into Atalante’s pussy. She yelps from the sudden pleasure. The yelps become a purring noise, exactly what I’d expect from a cat girl.

I lean into her large cat ears and speak. “I am here for you. Ravage me or not. I must and will make you orgasm.”

“Ohhh. Please do.” She shakily cries out. And to my surprise, Atalante meows loudly.

My pace quickens, a finger turns into two as I continue to finger fuck her. A virgin is almost certainly quick to burst, and Atalante is to be no different.

My free hand grabs her right titty and my mouth begins sucking on the other. No milk, but a boob is beautiful no matter what.

I stop sucking when I see Atalante has crossed a threshold of biting her lip and breathing heavy. I ready a free hand for when the inevitable climax causes her strength to leave her, as I would expect of a virgin.

I slightly raise the nurse’s quiet voice. “Cum for me Atalante! Your pussy wants it. You want it!”

Atalante screams out “ARTEMIS PLEASE!” Obvious that she feels a little bit of shame for essentially forsaking her goddess. But Artemis is already fond for Orion, I’m doubtful she holds such an ironclad belief.

Atalante gushes from her virgin pussy at the same time as her cry to her goddess. Just as expected, she’s ready to fall over in pleasure and happiness. The floor becomes slick with her discharge.

I catch her with my readied hand and lay her down on the examination table. Her remaining girl cum slowly spilling out of her.

I bask in my success. I fingerfucked a catgirl into unconsciousness. Chaldea really is the fucking best.

A testament to my acquired skill as a perverted ghost that I take great pleasure in both giving and receiving.

I look down at the heaving catgirl on the examination table, my body hot and heavy but willing to let her leave without my climax.

I’m ready to turn away and allow Atalante to rest. She had obviously been under extreme stress, it’s the least I can do for taking perverse glee in her predicament.

But out of nowhere, from a virgin girl I assumed was spent, she suddenly sits up. Her eyes black and aura of intense feeling radiating out from her.

Only one explanation makes sense: Atalante is transforming into her alter before my very eyes. Was the first climax of her life enough of a catalyst to put her into overdrive?!

“Miss Atalante. Are you okay?!” No response. Her mind won’t be there until the transformation finishes.

The aura concentrates and the energy radiating from her spreads over her entire body. A dark black wave passes over her body. Her hair shifts from green and yellow to a gray, her body morphs and grows. Her titties expand slightly. A new layer of fur clothing blinks into existence on her body with black and purple highlights. Finally, a large boar head appears on her shoulder.

The transformation finishes as quick as it begins, and Atalante is completely re-energized. Her eyes return to life, and her body moves to get closer to me.

I speak louder this time. I see her body seemingly puppet itself, but after meeting her eyes, I can tell she’s in there.

“Miss Atalante! Are you okay?” I receive a response instantly.

“Nurse Nightingale! THANK YOU!” She leaps on top of me. Purring and licking at my face. She’s not ripping at me and behaving wildly.

Rather than a wild animal, she’s domesticated. Seeing it in person, I remember that her alter isn’t evil or more vicious, she’s actually more cunning and affectionate.

I enjoy the happy cat playtime a lot. I use my hands to give Atalante rubs on her massive ears and head pats. Her cat features are so damn soft.

“Atalante, I’m quite relieved. Your sudden transformation had me worried I had unintentionally hurt you.” I mean it, truthfully.

“No, never! I’ve been in heat for over a week without release. I feel wonderful, such a radical difference in my state of mind tends to force my alter transformation temporarily.”

She rubs her face against mine and meows loudly.

“I love you and your body so very much. Please cuddle with me a little longer before clearing me. I owe you greatly.”

She continues to purr affectionately and nuzzles against my naked body.

Her slightly larger chest is rubbing against mine as she keeps up her demonstration of her kindness. Our nipples meet and I’m getting hot and bothered.

“Atalante, as a favor. May you please eat me out? I’m overjoyed I could help you but I’m—” Another instance of our nipples brushing over each other happens and I moan.

“Absolutely nurse!” Atalante smiles wide, baring her sharp cat teeth and her clawed hands.

She steps aside and repositions. With her feline mouth and tongue, Atalante goes down on my pussy with stunning efficiency and grace. She also makes sure to have her clawed hands busy on my chest.

“Atalante how do you know how to—”

“Shush Nurse! Artemis was the exception to the oath. She had specific requests sometimes. I never quite understood the sexual implications till now.” Atalante blushes in embarrassment but resumes her actions.

I was expecting sharpness, but it’s extremely pleasant and relaxing. I could melt from her ministrations alone. Her long feline tongue licks at my pussy and her hands continue to paw at my massive tits.

I moan again from this carefully calculated assault. I’m welling up and with a final pass, Atalante makes me cum.

I scream out. “Oh my GOD! GOOD KITTY!!”

My hands were busy petting her wonderful ears and I cum all over the floor. I’m relieved and basking in afterglow. Atalante sees my body shake in orgasm and delight.

She doesn’t waste anything and quickly licks up my cum while I watch. Certainly not something I’d expect a first timer to do, but Atalante’s reservations with sex have seemingly disappeared.

When she’s done, Atalante purrs and licks all around her mouth. She comes right back to my face to nuzzle again. She hugs me and I feel I’m in heaven from her furry bits. The warmth is like the sun on my skin.

I breathe and compose myself in the embrace. “Thank you Atalante. I can say you’ve been a lovely patient today. Please do come back if a similar need ever arises. I’ll be more than happy to provide treatment. But something tells me Artemis should be able to provide.”

The normal nurse may not be, but so be it.

“Absolutely! But, Nurse, I’ll have to go. I need to talk to Artemis and make sure I’m in the clear for this. She can be difficult and she’ll know that I technically broke my oath.”

Atalante prepares to back away from my prone body, but then comes back and gives me a kiss on the lips. I return the favor and we dance with our tongues for a few seconds.

She seems really happy to have done it with a woman. I surely hope Artemis lets Atalante off the hook, what with Artemis being so lustful toward Orion anyway.

I’ve got a good half hour till Nightingale’s next appointment is scheduled. I stay on the ground in bliss for a few more minutes.

I have no choice but to stand back up and re-dress in the nurse’s uniform. I have to keep up appearances. I dust myself off and await the next servant.

That pussycat really could eat pussy.

It’s at this moment I realize two things.

First being that Atalante didn’t retrieve any of her clothes she left behind, including her panties. Understandable, her alter transformation made her alter clothes appear on her body.

The second being that Anastasia didn’t take her panties back either! She left this office with a draft on her pussy, ha!

I stash the collected clothes and panties in a drawer chuckling to myself in the usually stoic nurse. What a great day!