Manticore for hire

A small knock on the door startled the man from his sleep, “Delivery for someone by the name of Phillip! Is anybody home?” said a friendly sounding voice from outside his front door. Phillip, now startled runs to his front door wearing nothing but his boxer shorts, opening the door inquisitively.

There stood a surprising sight; a manticore wearing skin tight red compression shorts, and a matching sports bra. “Are you Phillip?” said the beautiful manticore, an almost innocent look in her eyes. “I am?” said the man, “Who is asking?”

The innocent look in her eyes quickly turned to a malicious one and before he had a chance to react, she had forced her way inside, slamming the door behind her. “I’ve found you~” she says seductively, pushing the man to the floor. Before the man had a chance to react, the manticore fired a tail spike straight into his shoulder.

Phil was now in a state of panic as he pulled out the tail spike, and looked at the manticore who was easily 6 foot tall. “Who are y-“the man was cut off, as the manticore slammed her huge yet surprisingly fluffy paw down onto his chest, mildly winding him as a result.

“My name is Nahlia, and I am here to punish you.” The manticore, now looking like she is getting off to the sight of the winded and scared man continues. “You see, I am a freelancer of sorts and you are currently my target.” She says, looking down on the man, biting one of her claws seductively as proceeds to elaborate. “Im disappointed though… I was told that you would have a bit more muscle.”

Phillip was unable to speak as he was struggling to breathe as her marshmallow like paw was still adding pressure to his chest. “I-I haven’t done anything wrong!” said the man, in pain and shaking in fear. “Well that is irrelevant now isn’t it?” As the manticore looks down to the man’s boxers, and sees an impressive tent.

“It seems like your enjoying yourself now aren’t you?” She mocks, moving her paw down from his chest to his crotch, rubbing his hard cock through his underwear until pre seems to seep through.

Realising her paw is no longer on his chest, he takes the initiative to try to escape, thrusting his hips harder into her paw… The shock of pleasure from the sudden movement of his hips sends his back arching as drool runs down the side of his face, a look of pure ecstasy forms.

Laughing sadistically, a look of what could only be described of that of pure evil pierces his shocked eyes. “Are you trying to escape!?” she says, her arms around her waist, now laughing a genuinely hearty laugh. “Are you scared!? Don’t worry… I won’t hurt you, much.” The claws in her paws extend violently, causing Phillip to suddenly jump in fright, the stimulation of fear and pleasure too great as he cums through his shorts and onto the tips of her paws.

The manticore now looking unimpressed moves her paw away from his crotch, and puts her paw over his mouth. “Clean.” She says, in a stern and demanding voice. Phillip’s mind is in shock, he is screaming to run away but his body obeys Nahlia, cleaning up the sticky mess from toe to toe.

Nahlia now satisfied, lowers her foot onto his boxers again, and in one fell swipe cuts them clean off of him. Looking down upon the slowly breaking man, she brings her tail around to her front, and shows it to him. “You see this?” she says, stroking her tail, “I’m going to milk every last drop out of you with it.” As she says this, the tails end opens up to reveal a fleshy pussy, pulsating and throbbing, whilst oozing a clear fluid.

With a smirk on her face, she lowers it down to his mouth. “Why don’t you give it a kiss? You are going to have to get used to the sight of it.” The man looks confused. “W… What do you mea-“ Again, his voice is cut off, as her tail pussy gives him a sloppy kiss, all the while it sucks and plays with his tongue.

Phillip’s eyes roll in the back of his head. “I’m so glad you like it” she says, pulling it away and putting both of her feet to either side of his head, giving him a clear look at her camel toe through her shorts. “Now it’s your turn to service me, don’t do a good enough job and I will have to punish you~”

With this, Nahlia slowly bends down and moves her hips to straddles Phil’s head, forcing him to get a mouth full of pussy. “Now be a good little pet and lick your master clean.” She says again raising her claw to her mouth, now blatantly getting into the mood. Stroking his hair with her other paw say whispers “I’m going to enjoy sucking the man out of you… Be good ok?”

Those words alone were enough to stimulate another orgasm out of him, covering her lower back in thick and stringy cum. “Ahah! You are pathetic aren’t you…? You’re going to make a fine slut for my needs.” With these words, she places her tail over his still throbbing cock, tickling it with the opening of her pussy before slowly and sensually lowering it down.

The man could feel every single fold in her moist and pulsating tail pussy, the stimulation almost too great as he lets out a scream, only serving to be stimulation for the manticores pussy resting on his mouth. “Lick me.” She barks, once again looking down on him.

Like a scared puppy Phillip couldn’t argue, feeling unbearable pleasure as wave after wave hits his cock as she literally milks him. The smell of her crotch overpowering his nose as he happily laps away at her slick pussy through her shorts.

The manticore now moaning in pleasure, feeling the man’s energy through her tail whilst also receiving stimulation via her crotch, she starts to pant. “H-Hyou are doing a good job my pet. As a reward you are allowed to cum!” and as if his cock could understand every work, he let out a huge load inside of her.

Once again Phillip let out a huge moan, stifled by the muff covering his mouth, and in turn causing Nahlia to grit her teeth as she herself let out a howl of pleasure. Her hips forcing themselves harder and harder down onto his face, whilst she spasm’s above him.

A warm feeling seems to spread across the top of his ass whilst the manticores tail continues to throb and suck away at his member, now in a constant state of orgasm. Lifting her hips up from his mouth and turning around, Nahlia moves a paw over to his balls.

“Haaah~! They’re starting to empty out quite nicely… And this lovely tail, Ufufu” She says mockingly, as she moves behind the man, who is now experiencing a warm and pleasurable wave through what seems to be going down his entire spine.

“What have you d-done to me!?” he says, with anger and panic in his voice. “As you have been a good little pet, I shall show you…” Said the manticore now lifting his body up and moving behind, resting the back of his head on her breasts.

“Take a look at this beautiful tail of yours.” she whispers into his ear, lifting up a long manticore tail, connected to his lower back. The feeling of her moving his new tail seems to arouse the tails opening to open up slowly as beads of slime ooze from it.

“This can’t be mine!” he says panicked, “I-I don’t want to be a manticore! Change me back!” he demands. “No.” she giggles, now nibbling on his ears which seemed to be shrinking into his head, the sensation causing him to temporarily lose his hearing as big feline cat ears formed on the top of his head.

“Look at these cute ears of yours… I bet you can hear every drip and slap of the saliva in my mouth…” she says, deliberately moving up to his new ears and starts slowly opening and closing her saliva filled mouth, letting him soak in his new senses as she moves from ear to ear.

The man now lost to this alien pleasure can’t help to moan as his new tail throbbed with a need to be filled, and the manticore knew this well. Lifting up her tail from his cock, making sure to go slowly so he feels every little movement and fold.

The cold air hits his slimy, overly swollen cock causing him to jump and squirm as she guides his tail to the top of his cock. “Is this what you want you pervert~? You want to fuck your own cock with your own tail? Then beg.” She says, now nibbling on his ear, her words as though inside his head.

“P-PLEASE!” he begs desperately for some kind of release. “Please what? You haven’t told me what you want yet.” She says trying to break him, and she succeeds. “PLEASE! L-LET ME FUCK MY OWN TAIL WITH MY MISERABLE COCK!”

Nahlia proceeds to cackle. “AHAHA! Do you want it that badly? Here then, savour in the feeling of your fist of many tail fucks…” His tail now opening on instinct begins to suck the tip of his cock, causing him to grit his teeth and lean back into her chest.

A warm fuzzy feeling starts to spread across his feet, as fur starts to grow from the tips of his toes to his knees. His feet now fusing and writhing to form large padded kitty paws, each toe owning a large retractable feline claw, now fully extended from the pleasure and digging into his carpet.

“Look at those cute little kitty paws of yours… imagine stepping on a cock of your victim, feeling his squirming cock writhe underneath you, the feeling of him pouring his cream all over it as you look down on him…” She says, now using her paws to claw across his chest gently, knowing all too well he can feel every sensation a lot stronger than he used to.

Without realising, he had sink his tail down further onto his cock at the mere thought of her words, and started pounding and sucking away, his spines in the tail now extended and on the verge of an orgasm.

The warm and fuzzy sensation appears again as Nahlia lifts his arms up to get a good view of his now changing hands. Rubbing against his head and chuffing contently as his hands slowly turn into cat paws.

Sensing that Phillip is about to orgasm, she moves her hands to his own, locking their paws together and licking his ear, as the man convulses, milking his balls literally dry. The sensation of electricity shoots up and down the man’s spine, as his tail pussy digests the remaining energy of the orgasm.

Lost in the pleasure, Phillip didn’t notice that his entire facial and body hair had fallen out, and his skin had started to become smooth and silky. His hair growing longer and longer in front of his eyes grew until it reached shoulder length with a red tint, to which the manticore behind him started to play with it.

“Look at this silky hair of yours…” she says, brushing the side of his now silky face with the back of her paw, the other running through his hair to untangle it, still chuffing and almost purring whilst rubbing his head with her cheek as if she is getting off to it herself.

With every second the tail is around his cock, his body changes more and more as his body starts to lose some muscle mass and his waist becomes thinner. His hips start to flare out as large bushes of fluff start to form around his neck, giving him a large fluffy mane.

More tufts of fur start to flare out around his arms and legs, all the while the sensation causing his mind to go blank, turning his head around to its side, as the manticore starts to nibble on his neck whilst now moving down to fondle his growing chest.

Wave after wave of pleasure hits his body, as his hips start to flare out and his breasts start to grow bigger and bigger, almost as if fat and milk were being pumped directly into his chest and with each pump, it sends an orgasmic feeling down to his genitals.

“Oh my, look at these breasts… They are easily DD…” Nahlia says whilst rubbing her paws on them, pinching and playing with “his” nipples. But something didn’t seem right to “The man”, he couldn’t feel any more additional fluid in his new tail, and the feeling of his cock inside of it seemed to be… Shrinking?

“See, This is my favourite part. This is when I get to choose the name of my new pet.” She says in a soft yet smug voice, “So what should I call you I wonder? Hmmm…” Her paw moves from “his” left breast down to where his balls should be, only to rub her claw against “his” new moist vagina.

“Seeming as though you will be working with me as my servant from now on, how about... Kefira.” She says, turning the new manticores head to her own and staring into her new feline yellow eyes, now filled with tears and lust as the new woman lifts her tail up and reveals that her penis has disappeared.

“Please master, I need more… I need something inside of me!” she begs, now moving her own paws down to the slit, and aggressively rubbing it. “Don’t worry my pet, im sure we will find you someone s-“She is cut off mid-sentence as the front door slams open.

“My god! Phil is that you!?” The large musclular man said in a shocked and surprised voice. “And who are you?” says Nahlia with a look of apathy and annoyance. “Im his neighbour from across the street and I saw you barge in here. My names Phil and you best have a good reason as to why you stormed in here, as I have some very powerful friends!”

Nahlia turns pale in realisation. She was told that her target lived on this street, his name was Phil and he could be identified by the fact he is muscly along with having connections… She had the wrong target all along.

“Man… I’m going to get chewed up by my boss for this...” she says, now with a look of realisation in her eye. “Kefira, I think I might have found you that man you were after.” Immediately the manticores knew what had to be done as they both fires there tail spikes into each of his shoulders, knocking him down in surprise.

“Now Kefira, Its time to show you Manticore 101.” She said, stomping her feet over the target, as Kefira slowly gets up, her legs shaking and unused to standing on paws. She starts to slowly move over to the target, a look of raw lust in her eyes, and drool coming out of her mouth.

“Please! I will give you money! I will give you anything you want! Don’t do this!” the man pleads, but to no avail. Kefira slowly moves up to the now sobbing man, putting a claw in her mouth and licking it. “No.” She says bluntly, as she slams her foot onto the man’s chest…

“Good Girl.”