Chapter 91
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 91
Chapter Title: The Cat Caught Red-Handed
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"Haa... Why the hell am I like this?"
In one room of the academy's professors' dormitory, Professor Claire drooped her cute cat ears atop her head.
"Agh... More blood..."
She pinched her nose shut, still unable to fully vent the rising heat.
'What was I thinking, calling Liam over...'
Wracked with self-reproach, she instinctively reached for something to wipe her nose with.
In her hand was the handkerchief Liam had left behind.
"Ah..."
'He's so kind... And here I am, taking advantage of that kindness...'
She stared blankly at the crumpled handkerchief clutched in her palm.
It was a luxurious piece, soft to the touch with gold embroidery—far too nice to use for something like this.
"Wow... Can I really use something like this?"
With nothing else to wipe with, though, she brought it to her nose. And in that instant...
"Nya..."
Claire's expression melted into a daze.
"Sniff... Haa..."
Memories of that day flooded back.
First came Liam's gentle voice as he teased her ears.
Then the firmness of his arm around her shoulders, the rugged male hand enveloping her slender one, the glimpses of muscle peeking from his shirt, his tender gaze, and...
"Haaah... The scent... Ugh... It's driving me crazy..."
The deep, musky male aroma she'd never smelled before in her life.
It hadn't been this intense last time, but today it hit especially hard.
Just a faint whiff had stripped away her pride, turning her into a lewd bitch pressing her ass right up against him.
The sweet yet fishy scent felt somehow...
'So fresh...'
The aroma she'd only poked at before now invaded her brain in an instant, stimulating her beastkin's sensitive nose.
"Sniff... Haa... Nyaaah...♥"
Her drooping ears perked straight up, and her tail—deprived of a male—twitched helplessly in circles.
"No... I can't... This is really bad..."
The brain that should have commanded restraint was already a sticky, melted mess.
Her body, bereft of orders, ran purely on instinct.
Her free hand drifted naturally toward her outer labia.
-Squish
"Hngh! Ahh... I'm going insane..."
Her panties were already soaked.
The space meant for a male's cock lay empty, her slutty pussy weeping tears of neglect.
In her regret, she decided to fill it with her slender fingers.
-Schlick... Squish... Squish... Squish...
Her senses ravaged by that sticky scent, catgirl heat-sounds poured from her lips.
"Nyaaan... Grrrrowl..."
-Squishsquishsquishsquish
The beastkin trait of heightened instincts during heat was turning her into a true animal.
"Grrrowl... Hnngh! Sniff... Haaaah... Nooo..."
Her reason, crushed beneath his scent, scolded her from the depths...
"Nyaaan... Nyaaaaaaan! Nyaa... Grrrowl..."
But her hands wouldn't stop. One wasn't enough, so she plunged both into her pussy.
She set the handkerchief on the sofa, burying her face in it instead.
-Schlurp... Squish! Squish! Squish! Schluck! Chomp! Chomp! Chomp!
"Haaaah! Grrrowl..."
True to her catgirl nature, she dropped into cat pose on all fours, eagerly comforting herself.
Her buried reason had long been smothered by his scent.
-Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
"C-... Cumming, Liam... I'm... cummiiing...♥"
Calling desperately for a Liam who wasn't even there, she masturbated to climax.
"Nyaaaaah!!♥"
-Spurt! Spurt!
"Nyaaaaan..."
She finally cooled the heat in her body, if only a little.
"Sniff... Haa... Sniff... Haa..."
As the female basked in the afterglow, drunk on his scent, her door began to creak open.
-Vrrrum! Click! Creeeak...
"Whew... Check out these pheromones. You've drenched the whole room."
Claire stared blankly at Lea, who had barged in, before shrieking.
"...H-Huh? Kyaaaaah! L-Lea?! I-I mean... Th-This is..."
"Nice to see you, Professor!"
"Y-You too... Wait, how did you even open the door...?"
"Magic, obviously."
"..."
Her very first time getting caught masturbating—and by a student, no less—left her stunned.
Embarrassment hit first, then fury at the rude intruder who'd entered without permission.
"Lea! Bursting in without knocking? Isn't that incredibly rude?!"
Lea smirked coldly at her words.
"So it's fine to slather someone else's man in your pheromones?"
Claire felt the blood drain from her face in an instant.
"Wh...? Th-That... I didn't mean to get it on him... Ah..."
Claire flapped her mouth uselessly as Lea approached her paling face.
"Oh? You didn't~?"
"I-It just... happened without thinking..."
Unable to even defend herself properly, Claire stammered. Lea sat beside her.
"Eek!"
Claire's ears and tail shot up in full alert.
Lea leaned in with a wicked grin, whispering into her ear.
"You pervert bitch."
"Ah... Ahh..."
Tears welled in Claire's eyes, but the merciless regressor pressed on without pity.
"Hmm... Face all red? Into this kinda thing, huh?"
"N-No, that's not..."
"Don't lie..."
Lea's finger lightly scraped her hardened nipple.
"Nyaa! S-Stop..."
"Hands off."
"Ah... Ngh..."
-Stroke... Stroke... Stroke... Poke poke
"Haa... Hnngh..."
Claire panicked, frozen in place.
"What to do...? She's just a horny bitch in heat."
At the continued abuse, Claire mustered a feeble resistance.
"Pr-Proof! You don't have any proof..."
Lea laughed scornfully.
"Want me to collect your pheromones and send 'em to the Magic Tower for analysis? They were all over my man's body... Strong enough to send other girls into heat."
Complete checkmate.
"Ah..."
Claire cursed her own overpoweringly potent pheromones.
Cornered with no escape, the trapped catgirl opened negotiations.
"Lea... What do you want...?"
Lea smiled, as if conversation was finally possible.
"What're you talking about? I'm here to help you."
Lea draped an arm around Claire's huddled shoulders, teasing her nipple.
-Poke poke poke poke
"Hngh! Nyaa... What do you mean?"
"You wanna do it with Liam?"
"Wh-What kind of question is that?!"
-Squeeze!
"Hiiiik!♥"
Lea disciplined the impudent bitch for raising her voice.
With a seductive smile, she teased her further.
"No dodging... Be honest, and I'll forgive you. Okay?"
The already overheated female nodded faintly.
"Y-Yes..."
"Oh? Look at you. Hmm... Want me to tell you how?"
"A... A method?"
-Pinch!
"Haak!"
"No questions. Yes or no only."
"Yes..."
Lea's other hand gently stroked Claire's solar plexus.
"You'll become Liam's fucktoy."
"Yes...?"
Vulgar words no freshly adult student should utter.
Her aroused body and muddled mind dulled her comprehension.
"I want my man to have all sorts of variables in play..."
"Variables...? Fucktoy...? What does that..."
-Grip!
"?!??!"
-Drip
"I said no questions. Yeah, something like that. Become his personal side slut for relieving himself..."
Lea's eerie tone turned sticky sweet again.
"My man's getting stronger by the day. Soon he'll be too much for even me to handle."
Her hand at Claire's solar plexus slid up to caress her aching womb.
"Haa... Hnngh... Nyaaan..."
"Simple... When he calls, spread these slutty legs and give it to him."
"Ahh... Hnngh..."
Lea began stimulating her imagination.
"You haven't seen Liam's cock, right? I thought I'd die every night... When that massive thing crushes the back of your womb... Hehe..."
"Haak... Haak..."
Just imagining it set Claire's body ablaze.
"You'll cry whether you want to or not, tears streaming down, limbs going numb as you float away..."
"Nyaa..."
"Just take him happily, submit. Then..."
Lea pressed gently on her womb.
-Squeeze!
"♥??!?♥?!"
In her fantasy, Liam's cock brutally raped her needy womb.
-Sizzle!
"Feels dozens of times better than this, right? Interested now?"
Claire's mind filled with Liam's cock.
The slutty bitch's answer was a foregone conclusion.
"Yes... Please, yes..."
Lea finally smiled in satisfaction and withdrew her hands.
"Good! I'll help you!"
"How... Yes..."
Claire shelved her questions, submitting obediently.
She showed prime masochistic catgirl potential.
"Can't just approach him outright. Begging to be his fucktoy? Instant rejection."
"Ah..."
Though called a fucktoy, Claire visibly deflated in disappointment.
But her savior was at hand...
"That's why I'm helping, duh?"
Claire wagged her tail gently at Lea, who had just toyed with her mercilessly.
"Heh heh, play it right, and you might even win his love."
"Ah!!!"
Claire's eyes shone like a devotee beholding salvation—no grudge held...
And so, Lea laid out the plan's starting point.
"You can transform, right?"
Claire gaped that Lea knew her clan's secret.
"H-How did you...!"
"Hm~?"
"Yes..."
But she was swiftly subdued again.
Dying of curiosity, yet the knife was in Lea's hand.
"Alright then..."
-Whisper whisper
"I-I have business..."
"Hm?"
"N-No, nothing..."
-Whisper whisper
"W-Will that really work...?"
"Y-Yes, got it..."
And with that, their scheme began.