Yes

Does Susan really think she's some kind of an exception to this? If she doesn't 'swing that way', then you're just gonna have to push that swing a little bit.

You take on the sultriest bedroom voice you could ever manage, and calm your expression into that of just-woke-up-from-a-night-of-lovemaking.

Sophie: "Oh but Susie... don't you know I really like you?"

Hairs rise up in her fur, and her tail tenses up. Hot damn, you did not know how powerful your **** abilities were! For cat people, having a tensed tail is practically the same as a full-on erection. And while many a human is unaware of this fact, Susan is understandably left flustered.

Susan: "(Ouuu.... Look what you made me do...)"

Sophie: "Admit it: You've got the hots for me..."

Susan is in anguish. Every word from you just makes her squirm trying to contain the relentless flood of her juices from soiling her panties. And every moment that she gazes into your piercing green eyes, she fails to contain herself more and more.

Susan: "(...W-what are you?)"

Sophie: "I'm all you want and all you need, baby."

Susan doesn't resist even a tiny bit when you kiss her on the lips. She's now under your spell. Too easy, some might say. You're really more surprised that it took so long.

Sophie: "C'mon. Let's ditch this joint."

You take her by the hand and run out from under the shelter and onto the beach. Susan is constantly on the lookout for other cat people or regular humans who look like they could know. She is terrified, but at the same time thrilled. It feels to her like streaking, but not exactly.

Susan: "Sophie! W-we need to find someplace secluded, I'm afraid that someone might see me like this!"

Sophie: "What, you mean you don't wanna have me right here on the beach?"

She knows you were joking, but then again probably wouldn't resist if you initiated it. After several minutes of non-stop running along the coast, you see a stairway leading up the the streets. You quickly make your way up, Susan slightly tugging at your hand in resistance, but can't compete against your olympiad strength.

You hide away behind the first corner you can see, finding yourself at a relatively secluded alleyway. Susan is heaving and panting helplessly, as if just having committed an armed robbery. You startle her even more by slamming your calwed paws on her sides, practically cracking the brick walls in the process. Your faces are nearly touching.

Sophie: "You deserve better than that pathetic limp-armed boy you call your fiancé. You deserve someone who can protect you. Someone who can beat up a mugger bare-handed. Someone who can easily fuck you against a wall"

Susan is molten wax. She starts to take off her shirt, before you interrupt her by shredding her clothes to bits with your claws.

In no time at all you make good with your promise, and hold her up against a wall while furiously making out. She tries to keep down, but can't help yelping with every stroke of your hands, as you deftly deconstruct her sensitive points into a carnal choreography.

Susan: "I- I'm about to cum!"

Sophie: "No. Not until I say so."

You can tell she's in pure agony. After trying to relieve herself, you pin her arms against the wall.

Susan: "Please Sophie! Let me cum! I beg of you, please!"

Sophie: "Pray for it."

Susan is shivering, and throwing her head back in desperation.

Susan: "Sophie, I pray you! You must let me cum right now or I think I might explode! HAVE MERCY!"

Sophie: "Do it."

You release her, letting her crash on the pavement in a messy pile of herself. Then come wave after wave of blissful orgasms, cascading down onto her like a desert storm.

You look proudly down upon your creation. As the quakeing slows down and finally stops, you realize that your own needs have yet to be fulfilled. You take off your panties and shove your crotch in her face wordlessly. Susan chows down and begins to draw her coarse tongue across your clitoris.

Already heated up from getting to defile Susan like that, it doesn't take long before she manages to drive you over the edge. Fireworks, and then the night sky. The afterheat of this moment after feels magical. The two of you might be hunkered down against opposite walls of a filthy back alley, but your hearts are pushing up flowery meadows.

Sophie: "Susan?"

Susan: "Oh, Sophie..."

Sophie: "You have no idea how much I appreciate your commitment. You told me you would get me laid today, and kept true. Thanks for that."

Susan: "Aww... No probs."

You let your breath catch up for a bit more.

Susan: "Sophie? Uh... This stays between you and me, right?

Sophie: "I'll never tell anyone. You can pretend it never happened if you like."

Susan: "Oh gawd I probably have to, too..."

Susan buries her face in her hands, partially in shame, partially to stifle her laughter. The absurdity of the situation has only just caught up with her.

Susan: "You're a real card, you know that?"

Sophie: "Yeah."

Susan: "And now that you've eh... proven just how seductive you can be, you're gonna use this to your advantage, I guess?"

Sophie: "Hmm, hmm. We'll see. I'm sure I'll get into dating again, even if I have to settle for chasing only other cat people."

Susan: "I'm sure you'll learn to appreciate regular humans eventually. You if anyone should know how big of a turn-on a catgirls are to some people."

Sophie: "Oh believe me, I know."

You get up and fetch a jacket for your friend so she doesn't have to run around naked. Then you say goodbyes and depart ways.

ENDING 10 -Friendly Affair-