Self exploration.

I went to my drawers and looked inside and took out some simple cotton panties and slipped them on gingerly. The were a good fit, if a bit tight. My new female sex was nestled in the skimpy fabric nicely, the mound of my mons quite ... alluring. I found myself wanting to be a little more adventurous in my choice of underwear.

Maybe something translucent and silken, or cut higher on my hips. A g- string. Men liked a woman in negligee... I frowned, pondering where that thought came from. It was ... Pleasant.

What would Steven think if he saw me like this? Mitzy wouldn’t wear clothes. A cat turned Anthropet would prefer nudity. I played with the bell on my collar and felt like a pet. But I needed to act like an Anthropet. A mindless animal in heat. I should have thrown myself with uninhibited lust at Steve. Should be uninhibitedly naked like a brainless pet... but I felt sexier in clothes. Somebody once said it's what you don’t see you're interested in, and this is true. Any man would want to undress me to reveal what Now was concealed. I grinned.

I took out more clothes with my small dextrous hands. So different. Stockings, bra, blouse, skirt, heels... a maids outfit. My little heart beat faster as I dressed as a maid for my owner. Dressing felt oddly erotic, things swaying and sliding about in a most interesting way. I had to admit the void between my legs, the lack of a cock was the greatest change. I was sure if I missed my cock and balls. Best not to dwell on that.

I looked at myself in the mirror absently playing with my breasts. I liked my breasts I decided. From this perspective they looked great and they felt even better. A good thing this was temporary. I could get used to being like this.

I prowled to the bed. Hips swaying, breasts jiggling, sex tingling, nipples hardening, heart pumping with excitement. If I was caught I’d be in all kinds of trouble. Discovered no doubt. Maybe master would screw me ... bend me over and ... I shook off my unexpected fantasies.

The door opened and Steve entered, seeing me dressed. “My Mitzy. Aren’t you a clever girl.” He said.

I froze.

“You look almost human like that. I bought you clothes just in case I had visitors. But I do like how you wear them... but... Undress," he said firmly.

My subservience and libido defeated me. I trembled with lust. Before I knew it I had undressed, my clothes strewn on the floor and was led naked on the large bed. My hairless cunt was exposed and I regretted being in such a sexually needful body. I felt so small and... horny. I was getting wet with arousal. It was undignified and shameful but so fucking exciting. I was still collared me like a petgirl.

Steve disrobed and joined me atop the bed. I fixedly stared at his slowly bobbing cock wondering what it would feel like inside me, intrigued by the thought. Wanting it. Fuck me! The collar sat snug about my neck accentuating my status. I felt like property. His property. It was a turn on. . I felt ashamed and tried to cover my breasts and sex. He pushed away my hands. "Turn about on your hands and knees. I want to fuck you from behind doggy style."

I swallowed mutely as I obeyed. I was unable to resist. On my hands and knees, breasts hanging down, my new sex presented. I looked back at him as he gripped my hips. I was rather inexpert but I sensed this aroused Steve further. I was virginal and ripe for a first conquest. It must have made me seem younger, more innocent.

"Imagine my surprise when my monitor alerted me to you getting dressed...," he rubbed my sex and I gasped, eyes going distant.

"Mreow," I pleaded.

"You seem so human," he said. I felt his cock at my lips, pushing at them, the head edging them apart. My eyes widened as he slid forward.

"Meow" I begged. I wanted him in me urgently.

"You’ll be my little sex toy now Mitzy..." he whispered and slid into me. I gasped, my body reacting as I was filled. I’d known yet I’d not known just how carnal this little body of mine was. It felt his balls rest against my pubic mound as he fully penetrated me. I stared past my dangling breasts hardly believing it. I’d never felt such intense sexual pleasure. He gripped my hips and withdrew then pounded into me again.

I found myself rocking in time with him. Being fucked like this was incredible. He clearly enjoyed my little feline cries and moans.

And then we were fucking hard and fast. He took me, my breasts bouncing, sex overwhelming me. "Mrarder." I begged, my words almost intelligible. He seemed to understand and obliged. Then he came, filling me with spasmodic thrusts and ejaculate. I found my pussy discharging wetly, clamping muscles to try and milk him, sweat drenched, noisy. I rode the new and unfamiliar wave of pleasure to its final, dissipating conclusion. We lay there panting. I sighed in euphoric bliss. It was like a ****.

"It’s your body Mitzy. You can't help yourself. It's just about impossible not to submit to your needs. A perfect fuck pet,” he said as he dressed. I started to dress.

"Just bra and panties girl." He instructed. I nodded. Suddenly he seemed so intimidating and the authority in his voice had an unexpected effect on me. I wanted to obey despite my better judgement.

What had I gotten myself into?