This felt much different, much better, and she was disappointed when Trina's hand stopped its pattern over the front of her panties.Trina looked at he... with a pleased smile, and Cat thought she looked much more like a cat than Cat. It also randomly occurred to Cat that Trina's name had Cat in it as well, so perhaps she was the one who was meant to be Cat, not Cat. Maybe Cat was meant to be Trina. She was brought back from her musing by Trina's husky voice."Cat sweetie, if you do me a favour,. The doctor and receptionist winced, but the rich man simply waited untilI was out of breath, then continued."Are you quite finished?" he asked coolly."You can't do this to me!" I gasped. "You can't turn me into--"I stopped. My voice was all wrong. Soft, breathy, slightly musical--Isounded almost like a pop singer."Do you like your new voice?" asked the rich man. "I picked it outcarefully, you know." Fuck you," I spat."Stop that," he said sharply. "Your life does not have to be hard,Mimi. . I so badly want to nibble but it's not part of the plan. Slowly, I kiss all around your neck and shoulders, light pecks taking in the softness of your skin. I can hear your breathing increase with each kiss on your skin. As I leave your shoulder, I take a little trip down one arm to your fingers, teasingly, sucking each finger in one at a time, before rising back up, across your neck and shoulders and down to the other hand. I look up at you. Your eyes are closed, taking in the feelings. More. More. So. Good. I’m coming…I..please…please… A violent ripple tore through my body, convulsing in spurts while he shouted through his own release moments later. He fell to his elbows, not wanting to crush me, basking in our physical connectivity. His hand reached up, freeing my arms from their cotton prison, traveling to my breast, softly kneading the swollen flesh. I pushed into his hand, my skin bristling with awareness. ‘You’re unraveling me, you know that? I hate not having you here.