Just know that I'm always parallel on the other side

“Nyaaaa… ah, this is blissss…” Dawn purred like a kitten as Kim petted her head. They were on the couch, but while Kim was sitting down, the tall cat girl had her head nuzzled into her lap, being petted.

Kim was in a bit of a daze. Dawn’s pheromones had flooded through her, turning her nice and compliant and intoxicated by the cat girl’s aroma. So when Dawn asked for petties, she gave petties and headpats, just to make her happy.

The seductive minx was just like a cat.

“Ah, you’re so good Kimmy,” Dawn purred, turning over to look up at the girl she’d seduced. “Your hands are so rough, yet so soft… I love it.”

“U… uh-huh…” Kim mumbled, feeling herself drown in Dawn’s heated gaze. She was completely smitten with the beautiful feline, and she wanted nothing more than to hug her and never let her go. Forget doing her job! Kim wanted a new job: full-time pet caretaker! She’d already worked at an animal shelter in the past, this would just be another version of that- except the only thing she’d have to take care of was the beauty in her lap!

Kim felt more at peace than she ever had before.

“So I was thinking…” Dawn turned over, her ears twitching and her tail swishing back and forth. “We need to find more girls. Don’t you think? Everyone would be happy if we could all play together for Nick… letting him pamper us and make us into our cute, adorable little kittens… and of course, I’ll be the queen of the kitty pile!”

Dawn’s eyes glazed over as she imagined the other girls with cat ears and tails, all looking lovingly up at Nick as he scratched below their chins and ran his fingers through their fur- err, hair.

All of them glomping onto him, devolving into one big orgy…

She giggled lecherously and licked her lips. The scene playing out in her brain was like the pinnacle of what she always wanted.

Ignore the fact that her mind was currently being influenced by a mental transformation to the point that she was arguably a completely different person.

“You want that too, don’t you Kimmy?” Dawn asked, reaching up a lazy hand to caress the shop attendant’s cheek. “To become a cute little kitty… nice, docile, and submissive for her master? For… me?”

Kim gulped. She knew that she shouldn’t want that- what she valued about her relationship with Nick was her relationship of mutual respect between the two of them!

But she wasn’t thinking clearly due to the influence of Dawn’s pheromones. The only thing she could do was let out a moan and nod along with the other girl.

Dawn smiled. She liked that.

“And who knows?” Dawn pulled down her tube top to reveal a nipple to her thrall; in spite of being in a lingerie shop, she was going braless.

Kim’s heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t gay… or bi… or interested in women at all, for that matter! But in the moment, those thoughts were the last thing from her mind; what she wanted at the moment was for Dawn to fawn over her and adore her like an adorable kitten- and to do the same thing for her.

“Nya!” Kim moaned out in a purr, curling up her hands to make cute little cat paws.

Dawn giggled, pleased by the other girl’s display of submissiveness. She pulled her tube top back in place and sat up, nearly pressing their noses together.

She licked her lips like a lioness about to pounce.

“Then show me just how you want me,” she breathed, her fingers tracing down Kim’s exposed midriff, towards her panty-clad snatch. “While I show you just how good it feels, to have someone play with a little pussycat like you…”

“Ahem.”

Dawn whipped her head around, her tail and ears standing on end. She stared in surprise, not at all expecting to be interrupted here. Her eyes widened like saucers at the diminutive figure floating in front of her, with a cross expression on her face.

It was the pink faerie, the one who was Kim’s manager at the boutique.

“B-boss!” Kim stuttered, quickly realigning her underwear. She nearly dumped Dawn onto the ground in her haste to straighten up. “What, um… this isn’t what it looks like, she and I were just…”

“Save it,” the faerie snapped, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Now, your contract says that it’s fine for you to fool around with the master on company time, or with other girls if it’s in the master’s presence. But while you’re working here, you don’t get to shirk your duties just to get handsy with another competitor. If that was allowed, you wouldn’t get any work done at all!”

“R-right, boss, sorry, boss!” Kim said, standing up and bowing her head frantically. Her thoughts were still a swirl of pheromones thanks to Dawn, but even that wasn’t enough to overpower her work ethic now that she’d been directly called out by her manager.

“Good. Then get to the back room and take inventory,” the faerie ordered.

Kim dashed for the back of the store like an antelope. Dawn watched her go with a disappointed expression on her face, and clicked her tongue.

“You’re no fun,” she murmured, sliding gracefully up to her feet. Anyone who looked at her would be captivated by the sensual way she moved her body. While she may no longer have been five feet tall, and her figure had a lot more meat where it mattered, Dawn still maintained her flexibility. Maybe even moreso now; she moved like she didn’t have a single bone in her body, as if she’d stolen the slime girl transformation from the eliminated Mimi/Marley.

Then she put that genius brain of hers to good use. With a wry smile, she slinked towards the hovering pixe. “You know,” she purred, batting her bedroom eyes at the sprite, “I know all sorts of ways to pleasure someone with a short stature.”

She directed all her pheromones towards the pink-haired faerie.

The manager was nonplussed.

“Get out,” she stated bluntly, the pheromones rolling off her like waves crashing against a cliff. The girls’ transformations didn’t work on staff, not that Dawn would know that.

Dawn pouted, but with Kim being stuck in the back and the manager clearly not being interested in having fun, she would need to seek out someone else if she wanted to be pampered.

“Fine,” she huffed, turning and stalking towards the door.

The faerie slammed it behind her and hung up a sign that read “No Cats Allowed!”

Dawn turned her finger up at the racist sign, and headed for the elevator. She stretched her hands above her head and then pushed them back behind her, arching her back so much she practically bent herself in half.

“That was fun,” she giggled. “But I wonder just how much fun I can have with the other girls?”

There were more women to be found in the hotel, after all.

Dani caught a look at herself in the mirror and sighed. She’d been doing that a lot, lately. Sighing. And with good reason- she missed her old look.

“I guess there’s nothing I can do,” she said, leaning forward and playing with her long hair. Sure, Dani could go right back to that Hall of Mirrors place and get her short hair back, or maybe even pick up a whole new transformation! She could try out that muscular physique with long hair, and see if she liked that one any better!

But she didn’t do that.

Because Dani was smarter than that. (Yes, really.)

All her life, Dani had been the kind of girl to want to do things fairly. She didn’t want to take shortcuts in anything, and she valued her independence. Her toned physique had been a testament to her hard work and dedication.

Sure, she could go back to the Amusement Park and get it all back.

But then what? Would she go back there again in twelve hours? Why yes, of course she would. If she went once, why not go again? And again? Now that she knew what the mirrors were capable of, she could find any number of transformations from the various mirrors, and take her pick!

Where would it end?

Dani knew that eventually she’d get addicted. To the point where she wouldn’t be able to live without those mirrors.

That’s probably why Dakota dangled them in front of us in the first place, she thought. So we’d get tempted, become dependent, and then she’d be able to leverage that against us in order to make us do what she wants.

And that was the last thing Dani wanted.

Sure, what Dakota had to offer looked amazing on paper. But Dani wasn’t going to be a sucker. It was everything she wanted, but the price tag was too high.

With a sigh, she turned and kept trudging down the hall.

You’re better than that, Dani, she reminded herself. You’re not some junky looking for a fix. It’s just a fleeting dream. You don’t need it. Even if you could look like yourself again, you don’t need it! You just need to be you!

Maybe someday she could get her old appearance back. But that wouldn’t be today. Not with those mirrors.

Dani looked down at her large chest, and gave one of her breasts a squeeze. She’d gotten pretty used to them at this point, but they still felt so strange on her after a lifetime of nearly being flat.

“I guess there are worse things about this transformation,” she mumbled to herself, letting her hand fall to her side.

Then two hands shot out from behind her before she could respond, and groped her boobs for all they were worth.

“What!?” Dani roared in shock, staring down at the fingers sinking down into her pillowy boobs. It was like they bulged right through the gaps.

After the shock wore off, the rage set in.

“Let go of me!” Dani roared, swinging her leg back at the mystery assailant with a kick. But her foot passed right through the air.

Dani lost her balance, stumbling a little and bracing herself against the wall as she stared at a tall woman gracefully cartwheel back, landing on her hands and feet in a position preparing for a pounce.

It took Dani a second to realize what she was looking at.

“Dawn!?” She exclaimed, her jaw dropping in shock. She crossed her arms over her chest as she felt her face heat up. “What was that for!?”

“Just a little playing around,” the cat girl purred, rising to her feet. Dani stared at her as she straightened herself out, trying to process what she was seeing.

Dawn… now that she was standing upright, it was clear that she’d added quite a few inches to her height. And not just that, her boobs had gone through the alphabet faster than a kindergartener singing with her classmates! She’d transformed from a cup size so negligible a bra wasn’t necessary, to melon that would give Rose’s a run for their money.

“Dawn, you… what happened to you? Are you really…?” Dani didn’t even know if it was Dawn she was looking at right now. The cat girl looked exactly like her, just stretched out and inflated slightly. But how could that happen? Unless…

Dani gasped. “Wait, you… you went to the Hall of Mirrors, didn’t you?!”

Dawn smiled playfully. “Guilty,” she chirped, tangling her finger through a lock of her hair. “I couldn’t help myself, you know? The old me was such a boring fuddy-duddy, with nothing much in the way of curves… so she decided to upgrade to the new model! Probably the smartest thing that brainiac ever did!”

The sexy cat girl ran her fingers down her exposed midriff to highlight her curves, her eyes sparkling as she eyed up Dani’s own voluptuous figure like a steak dinner.

Dani gulped. Dawn… she looked good. REALLY good. She had never really thought that much about the petite girl before now, they hardly even spoke, even though they had gone to the same high school once upon a time. And even then, a lot of what she’d known about the girl had been second-hand, from Nick. They hadn’t exactly bonded while here, given several mistakes Dani had made involving the know-it-all cat girl. But now that they were alone together, and those slitted eyes were aimed towards her…

Her heart skipped a beat. Dawn was tall and leggy, with nice curves. And she enjoyed flaunting them, too! It was everything Dani could have wanted in a woman, and she was right there practically asking to be taken! Plus, she was a cat girl, and Dani found that incredibly intoxicating.

She licked her lips and took a step forward, completely ignorant to the pheromones pumping through the hallway like the aphrodisiacs from the sauna.

Dawn narrowed her eyes and beckoned the entranced girl closer. But before Dani could reach her she took the initiative, slipping away and daring around the tomboy to run her hands up Dani’s sides.

“You’re so soft… and yet, so strong,” Dawn whispered hotly into Dani’s ear as she traced the other girl’s hips, feeling her fingers sink into the tan flesh. Dani’s leggings might as well have been painted on for all the good they did her! “Too bad you aren’t wearing a skirt…”

“D-don’t like skirts…” Dani stammered, trying to think clearly. But it was pretty damn impossible. Her mind was swimming in sex juices right now, and she was having a hard time seeing straight as she felt the heat of Dawn’s touch. “They… the shop sold me… pants and stuff… got a good bargain if… if they were skintight…”

Then the cat girl pressed her fingers down over Dani’s womb, causing the other woman to gasp- and with that gasp, she sharply inhaled a massive amount of pheromones, practically driving her into heat in a second.

“Well, they certainly are… tight…” Dawn purred into her ear, her voice dripping with naughty insinuation. “And I’m betting something else down here is pretty tight as well…”

She walked her fingers lower, down to the delta between Dani’s legs. The tomboy’s breath hitched as she felt Dawn grip tightly down on her pussy lips, just holding her hand there and basking in the womanly warmth coming off of her.

Then her fingers clenched into a fist.

For a moment, Dani thought that Dawn had grabbed a big fistful of her meaty pussy. She certainly could have. With all of Dani’s superhuman strength, she completely lacked the willpower to shove the other girl off of her.

But Dawn didn’t do that. Her fist had tightly clenched onto the fabric of Dani’s leggings, and pulled up hard. They turned so tight they were practically translucent, bearing tan skin against the previously-black fabric.

Dawn continued, twist and pull, twist and pull, grabbing more and more of the material as she did. The tights only got tighter and tighter, and they began to dig into Dani’s womanhood as Dawn kept tugging on them.

Dani raised her hand, not to push the other woman away, but to bite on her knuckles as she suppressed her moans. She arched her back, feeling Dawn’s breasts push against her, and felt her whole body turn into a meaty pile of jello.

Dawn began to pull even harder. Dani heard the tiniest of rips in a gap between her moans, and a nice cool draft rolled against her nethers.

Her bottoms were completely ruined as Dawn ripped them away, bearing her panty-covered mound to the open air. The lycra had been torn to shreds, exposing her thighs and crotch. Only the parts that still clung to her calves and up her knees remained.

“That’s more like it!” Dawn purred, sliding her vandalizing little paw down the front of the panties. Oh, why did Dani have to wear the lacy ones she’d bought?!

Luckily, the cat girl showed a little more consideration for Dani’s underwear than she had for her tights. Her ministrations were almost gentle as she dipped her fingers down into the woman’s honeypot, rubbing right up against her lips as their turned sticky with desire.

“No, don’t…” Dani moaned. “Dawn, this… this isn’t you… it’s wrong…”

“How can it be wrong?” Dawn asked innocently, running her tongue up Dani’s cheek, “when you’re feeling so right?”

Her head was all in a tizzy, because deep down… Dani DID want it. She loved what Dawn was doing to her! It hadn’t felt this good to be touched since she and Carly had fooled around in an aphrodisiac-induced stupor back on the beach, and she could hardly remember that!

But part of her knew that this wasn’t Dawn. This was some thing that had invaded her body and mind, and morphed her into some degenerate cat succubus **** to play with whatever she could get her paws on.

If Dani sat back and took advantage of her transformation for her own pleasure, if she crossed that line, then Dawn would never forgive her.

And she’d be right to.

Dani was the one being taken advantage of at the moment, but if they had sex, Dawn would probably be able to make the stronger claim that she’d been ****. After all, Dani was in her right mind- she was just really, really horny.

I-I have… I have to fight it…! She thought, struggling. Dawn had one arm wrapped around her waist, her hand groping her breast through her shirt, while the other hand just intensified the pleasure it was delivering to her sopping little cunny.

The pheromones flooding Dani’s mind told her not to resist. This was right, it was what they both wanted, why did she need to fight back against it?

And they were making a very persuasive argument.

“You’re not just any kitten, kitten,” Dawn purred seductively into the tomboy’s ear. “You’re a fierce lioness! A beast on the prowl, ready to devour her prey… so come on… devour me… I’m **** for it…”

Her fingers dipped inside Dani’s pussy, brushing up against a sensitive spot. It was like she knew just where to touch to send Dani wild- which was everywhere.

A moan escaped Dani’s lips and she lost the will to keep struggling, surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure and allowing Dawn to have her way with her.

She wasn’t entirely sure at this point how much either one of them was really consenting to the sex, but fuck it. It wasn’t like her morals would make it stop.

Might as well enjoy it for all it was worth, right?