Announcementcontent warning: lesbian sex; hypnosis; pet py"I don't think I've said this tely Gwen," I smiled, "But you're very pretty."

  Her eyes widened and her cheeks flushed slightly, then she shifted how she was standing so her thighs were pressed together. At the same time she opened her mouth to respond, but Chelsea spoke up first.

  The tiny catgirl agreed, "Lisa's right. You really are pretty Gwen! Being an elf suits you, I think. Your ears are kind of cool, and I love the shape of your eyes! So pretty!"

  By the time Chels was done Gwen's whole face was pink and she was clearly squeezing and rubbing her thighs together. Her nipples stood out so hard they looked like they were about to poke holes through the thin silk of her negligee. Beyond looking incredibly aroused, my best friend also appeared to be very happy.

  She stammered, "Th-thanks you two. You're both really p-pretty too. And hot. And sexy. And um... Fuck, I'm so horny right now it's hard to think straight..."

  I was still smiling as I watched Gwyneth's eyes flick up and down over Chelsea's naked form, then she licked her lips as her focus settled on the little catgirl's ample boobs.

  "You know Gwen," I commented as my smile grew wider, "The hornier you are, the prettier you get."

  My friend's eyes widened and a needy moan escaped her lips, then she practically tore the flimsy lingerie from her body. Apparently that was Chelsea's cue, as the tiny catgirl all but pounced at my best friend. She put her hands on Gwen's hips and guided the horny elf-girl over to the bed, where Gwyneth sat down on the edge of the duvet and spread her legs. Chels didn't waste any time sinking to her knees, then buried her face between the desperate elf's thighs.

  Gwen began moaning almost immediately as Chelsea put her new feline tongue to good work, while her hands stroked up and down along my best friend's inner thighs. Gwen's hands were busy too, she was squeezing and kneading her big creamy white boobs and flicking her fingers across her hard thick pink nipples. Meanwhile I began to quietly undress as I continued watching them.

  Between my friend's desperation and the catgirl's skills, it wasn't long before Gwyneth's orgasm was fast approaching. Her back arched and muscles strained, while she squeezed her thighs around Chelsea's head. She was tugging at one of her nipples with her left hand, her other hand rested on the catgirl's head between her tall fuzzy ears.

  As soon as the st of my clothes were in a pile on the floor I settled back into my comfy pink chair to enjoy the performance. Then when it seemed like Gwen was just about to reach her peak I snapped my fingers and stated, "Drop!"

  I wasn't sure if it'd work while she was so distracted, but it did. Her body remained right on the edge of orgasm, her face was frozen in that moment of anticipation just before the bliss, but her eyes went bnk and she stopped moving.

  "Aww!" Chels whined while her ears folded back and her tail twitched in frustration. "C'mon Lisa, she was almost there!"

  I grinned, "Sorry Chelsea. This will just take a moment, but it should be worth the wait."

  Then I addressed my friend, "Gwyneth, you're not allowed to cum in my presence, unless I tell you to. And when I give the order, you will cum immediately. Do you understand?"

  "Yes mistress," she replied. Her voice sounded strained due to the circumstances, but was otherwise monotone.

  "Excellent," I smiled. "One. Two. Three. Wake!"

  As soon as I said the word Gwen was moaning and quivering again like nothing had happened. Her muscles were still taut, and her thighs squeezed tight around the little catgirl's head. Chelsea picked up where she left off too, licking and probing at my best friend's depths then curling her tongue around Gwyneth's clit.

  My friend's moans quickly grew louder and more urgent. After a few more seconds she began thrusting her hips forward while pushing on Chelsea's head as if trying to hump her face. She was clearly past the point of climax, and with each passing second her movements got more desperate as she became more frustrated.

  It took another ten or fifteen seconds before she finally seemed to realize what the problem was. Then she half-begged half-moaned, "Please mistress... I need to cummm!"

  "Since you said the magic word," I replied with a smirk, "Cum!"

  With that one simple word all three of us got our reward. Gwen's eyes rolled back as she screamed in ecstasy. Her entire body went almost rigid, her hands clenched into fists and toes curled. Then she colpsed backward to y across the bed, muscles twitching and face sck, almost to the point of drooling.

  Chelsea's ears were angled forward and her tail stood straight up while she kept her face buried between the elf's legs. I could actually hear her eagerly pping up my friend's juices, and Gwyneth's body twitched each time the catgirl's tongue made contact with her sensitive folds.

  "Unnnngh," Gwen groaned after a few more seconds, as she finally started to come down from the pleasure overload.

  I was wasn't finished enjoying the view though, so before she could come to her senses I ordered, "Cum!"

  My best friend's eyes bulged and her body went taut again. Her back arched as a slightly weaker scream of pleasure escaped her lips, then she sagged once more. Meanwhile Chelsea continued licking at the elf's lower lips with renewed fervour.

  This time I waited less than half a minute before repeating myself, "Cum!"

  Gwen let out another loud moan as the muscles from her belly to her hips all spasmed, while the rest of her twitched.

  "Cum!" I ordered one st time.

  This time the best the elf-girl could manage was a long low whimper, while her entire body trembled. The look on her face was pure bliss though, like she'd literally cummed herself completely senseless.

  Chels still had her face pressed into Gwyneth's sex, but after another thirty or forty seconds she finally pulled back. Then she turned to look at me and commented, "I think you may have broken her."

  "I'm sure she'll be ok," I replied with a smile. Then I added, "You certainly seemed to enjoy it too."

  Chelsea's cheeks coloured slightly but she licked her lips and shrugged, "You know what I'm into Lisa."

  "I do," I nodded slowly. I could almost feel that domme energy running through me as I motioned, "Come here Chels. I want to see if that feline tongue of yours is any good."

  Chelsea grinned as she began to get up, but I spoke up immediately.

  "Uh-uh," I shook my head. "All fours, kitten. You wanted to be my pet, I expect you to py the part."

  If anything her smile got even wider. She shifted onto hands and knees, then with her ears and tail all standing up tall she made a point of swaying her hips and jiggling her big boobs while she crawled across the thick carpet until she was kneeling at my feet.

  "Good girl," I smiled as I reached out and gave her a few pets. Then I scritched her furry feline ears, and she actually began to purr as she craned her neck up to push more against my hand. After a few seconds I spread my legs and told her, "Ok kitty, you know what to do."

  "Yes mistress!" she replied eagerly as she shuffled closer.

  A moment ter I felt her mouth against my lower lips, followed immediately by her tongue. I'd been expecting something rough, I thought it might even be a little painful at first, but I was wrong. It was longer and stronger and more agile, but the texture felt amazing.

  Soon my hands were clutching at the arms of my chair as I stifled my first moans. I really wanted to stay in control of the situation, but in this case Chelsea had all the advantages. I didn't know how much experience she had doing this, but it felt like a lot. Enough that it only seemed to take a couple minutes before she had me squirming on the edge of my seat.

  The feeling of that long flexible tongue wrapping around my swollen throbbing clit was absolutely divine, especially combined with the sensations of her fingers slipping in and out of my dripping folds, and thrusting deep inside my core.

  It wasn't long before my hips were moving almost on their own, pushing against Chelsea's face while I wrapped my legs around her and used my calfs to pull the tiny catgirl tighter against my sex. I still had one hand rubbing her head and the backs of her soft furry ears, while the other massaged my boobs and teased my rock-hard sensitive nipples.

  The sensations I was getting from Chels seemed so much more intense than they were st night, and it wasn't until I felt my orgasm fast approaching that I finally remembered those changes she made to my character sheet this morning. I'd all but forgotten about that due to everything else that happened today, but now that I was squirming on her tongue I could clearly picture the edits she made to my character's sexual sub-page.

  The first change was fairly straightforward. My erogenous zones got increasingly more sensitive the more aroused I was, and that effect was doubled when those areas were in contact with saliva.

  I'd only just remembered that detail when she triggered the second modification. Her long flexible tongue brushed against my g-spot, and I saw stars. It wasn't quite enough to make me cum right away, but she didn't stop there. The second time her tongue hit that magic spot I felt my back arch and my legs went taut. Then when she did it again my vision whited out completely and I came so hard I actually squirted.

  Which was the final edit Chels made to my character sheet. She was obsessed with cum, and thanks to her I now squirted when I came. I'd heard about that but I never really believed it was real. Now I knew, and it felt bigger stronger and better than any orgasm I'd ever had before.

  It also made me wonder what sex would have been like with my original equipment. Not that I wanted to go back to being a guy, I liked being a girl. I liked having boobs and being all soft and curvy and cute. But still, for a moment I almost regretted not having my penis anymore.

  I pushed those thoughts aside as the waves of pleasure started to fade. I'd only just come to terms with being trans, I didn't want to start second-guessing myself. And I had more important things to think about, like the way my entire body was tingling from the aftershocks that were running up and down my spine. And the happy thirsty little catgirl that was still kneeling between my spread legs, causing those aftershocks by pping at my dripping pussy.

  My inner thighs were smeared with slick fluid. So was Chelsea's face, and the upper slopes of her big boobs. She actually looked like she was in heaven, the way she alternated between nuzzling her face into my sex and licking my sensitive skin.

  It took me another minute or two before I found the strength to sit up straight, then I got to my feet. Chelsea whined a little in disappointment, but I reached down and hooked one of my fingers through her colr.

  "C'mon kitten," I said as I started leading her over towards the bed, where Gwen was still slowly recovering from her blissful haze.

  Sure enough Chels started purring again in anticipation, as I led her up onto the bed. I had her kneel by the edge of the bed while I stood in front of her, then I gently ran my fingers over her soft fair skin until I was cupping her rge boobs.

  With my thumbs circling her hardening pink nubs as I commented, "Your turn now kitty. How shall we make you come?"

  The little catgirl continued purring as she replied with an excited grin, "Any way you like mistress."

  "Mhmm," I nodded, then let my right hand slowly make its way downwards.

  Chelsea's eyes closed as my fingertips gently caressed across her curvy belly, while my left hand continued slowly massaging her boobs. Then I gave her mound a little stroke, before my fingers found her wet and ready folds.

  I paused there, my right hand teased at her bia for a bit while I used my other hand to give both her nipples a couple gentle pinches and tugs. Then when it seemed like her attention was on her chest, I gently slipped a couple fingers into her eager opening. She rewarded me with a happy little gasp, but she kept her eyes closed. Her ears were angled forward again, and her tail stood straight up behind her.

  It certainly seemed like Chels was enjoying herself, based on the noises she was making, the expressions on her face, and the way her body was reacting. In truth though I really had no idea what I was doing. Unlike her I didn't have any experience, about the only thing I had going for me was my computer-assisted dominant attitude. I didn't want to disappoint Chelsea though, so I did my best. Both in terms of acting like a cool confident domme, and in paying close attention to what I was doing with my fingers and how she responded to those moves.

  So it took a lot longer for me to satisfy Chels than it did her to bring either Gwen or myself to climax. I managed it though, and after watching the catgirl squirm on my fingers for several minutes I finally got to see that magical look on her face when she came.

  Then after I helped her y back on the bed I got to watch her purr while happily sucking and licking her own juices from my fingers.

  Eventually all three of us got under the covers where we had a bit more fun together, but it was mostly just cuddling and kissing and maybe a little touching. That seemed like a nice tender way to end the evening together, after the more intense stuff we did earlier.

  "G'night Gwen, Chels," I finally mumbled as I felt myself drifting off in their arms.

  "Good night Lisa," my best friend replied quietly. "And good night Chelsea."

  Chels responded just as softly, "G'night Lisa, g'night Gwyneth."

  PurpleCatGirl