Chapter 6

It was Selena at the door of the bathroom. She had on a bathrobe, but it was loose, revealing her perfect Spanish breasts and her neatly shaved pussy. Her hair, dry, flowed elegantly to her shoulders. Soon the humidity would cause them to curl up in that lovely way.

Disappointment and despair were in her eyes.

“We are supposed to share!”

Eliana laughed curtly and replied, “Call it revenge, mi amor!”

Selena huffed, stormed over to the kitchen counter, splashed wine in an empty wine glass, drank a quick gulp, and wiped her lips roughly with her forearm. Eliana returned her head to between my thighs and proceeded to lick me again to bring me finally past the edge of ecstasy that my body begged for. But for her to do it with Selena just standing there looking betrayed. So, I clamped my thighs against Eliana’s head, mushing her cheeks together.

“Either you share or have none of it,” I replied.

My chest fluttered. Never in my life had I ever dreamed of a threesome. It was never a thing that appealed to me either. Yet now I yearned it like a wolf yearns the moon.

“What are you waiting for, Selena?” I asked, beckoning her over impatiently. She finished her wine quickly. But she did not come to us at first. First, she went over to the cabinet and drew it open.

She pulled out a small, flared glass object bejeweled with lustrous mother-of-pearl on the flared end. At first glance, I thought it was a wine stopper. But my eyes went wide when I realized what it really was. She wagged it tauntingly.

“For going so far without me, perhaps some punishment is in order. Do you know what this is for?” She asked.

“It goes in the butt.”

“Have you ever worn one?”

“Perfect,” she exclaimed with a devilish smile.

“What have I gotten myself into?” I muttered, eyeing the butt plug apprehensively.

“This one is for Eliana. But don’t you worry, Julia. Yours will come later. Shall we proceed?”

She came over to us. Sat beside me. She gave me a kiss on the mouth, a slow, soft kiss. She put the butt plug in my palm.

“Since it is your first experience. You will do the honors.”

“Oh no, I can’t. I’m not sure what I’m doing.”

“Don’t worry, cariña, I will show you.”

To Eliana, she said, “Por favor, mi amor.”

Without further instruction, Eliana went to all fours before us, presenting her perfect ass. Her pussy showed like a slice of juicy summer peach between her ass cheeks. Selena sat beside Eliana, drew her face up, and kissed her tenderly.

I fingered the glass plug nervously.

Eliana glanced back over her shoulder at me.

“What are you waiting for? Put it inside me.”

“Um, it won’t hurt?”

“Oh, it’ll hurt a bit,” Selena answered. “But Eliana is used to the pain.”

She slapped Eliana’s ass. Eliana yelped.

“We’ll take it slow and use plenty of lubrication.”

Selena giggled but didn’t answer my question. She only gave me that look like the answer would be revealed soon enough, which she couldn’t wait to share.

“Now, come here,” Selena said. “I will show you how it is done, so you will have nothing to worry about.”

Selena traced her fingers along Eliana’s curved spine.

I slid down from the couch, gripping the buttplug like a tiny dagger.

“First, you must get her ready to take it. So that will require a bit of sexual excitement. So, first, you will eat her beautiful pussy to elevate her pleasure.”

Selena put her hand atop my head and pulled me towards Eliana’s pussy.

I felt the heat come off it. I whiffed its pungent scent.

Selena pried apart Eliana’s ass cheeks to show me more of her pussy.

I went in. Slid my tongue tenderly between her already moist lips.

“Sí! Just like that,” Eliana cried out.

The tart taste of her pussy filled my mouth. A wonderful taste only in the knowing that tasting it could bring her to ecstasy.

Selena held my hair back caringly while I smothered myself. And when she had deemed that I had done enough with my tongue, she said,

“Perfect. And now that she is ready for it let’s take it to the next level.”

“Ok,” I replied, my voice reverently hushed as if this were some holy baptism and we were at the altar of a holy cathedral.

I held the butt plug to Eliana’s asshole. Eliana flinched at the touch of it. Her asshole puckered.

“Espera, cariña. It should be a slow and pleasurable process. And with plenty of lubrication. Mira,”

She positioned her mouth just above Eliana’s anus. She pried apart Eliana’s ass cheek and spit into the valley between them. The spit ran down. She rubbed the spit into her anus.

“She must first be fully lubricated,” Selena explained. Her finger grazed Eliana’s tight little anus, then inserted it ever so slightly. Eliana let out a soft gasp as the finger went in. She went down to her elbows. Rested her head on the soft rug.

“And now we go a bit deeper,” Selena said as her finger went in again, this time to the first joint.

She pumped her finger in and out a few times. Eliana moaned each time it went in.

“Now, she is ready for it,” Selena finally said. “Put it all the way in. Little by little.”

And so, I did. I positioned the pointy end of it on Eliana’s anus and, while Selena stretched apart her cheeks for me, I pushed the butt plug in. Eliana moaned. I hesitated.

“Keep going,” Eliana urged. Her voice quivered. I could sense pain in it. But a pain she enjoyed. A pain she wanted more of.

I pushed it in ever more slightly. It plunged further in. Her sphincter muscle tightened around it.

“Sí!” Eliana squealed. An encouraging sign, though her body trembled.

I pushed further and grew nervous as the butt plug resisted quite strongly as I reached the thickest part of its tear-drop shape.

“Don’t hesitate. Keep going,” Selena whispered.

The trees outside rustled with a strong breeze. The candle flames flickered vigorously, causing shadows to dance on the walls as if celebrating this ritual.

I pushed harder. Eliana moaned louder. Finally, her anus swallowed it abruptly. I clenched my own butt, held my breath, and widened my eyes as I watched it nearly disappear. But it stopped at the flared end, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

The jeweled end of it, a neat opalescent circle, like a miniature full moon, hid its secret well, showing no indication of the depth to which it pierced her or how much it stretched her hole.

“Well done, Julia,” said Selena. She tapped the jeweled end a few times with her finger. Each tap caused Eliana to flinch as if the plug was a short circuit to her nervous system.

Eliana sat up. She turned to face me Between her spread legs, beneath her pussy, was the bright butt plug, pulsing back and forth with every contraction of her sphincter and perineal muscles. A thick curl of her hair had fallen across her eyes. She brushed it aside, then crawled towards me to give me a tender kiss of gratitude.

Selena hopped to her feet and walked over to the same drawer from which she produced the butt plug that I had inserted into Eliana.

“Now, a special one for our guest.”

And from the drawer, she pulled out another one. A teardrop of quicksilver. Attached to it, a long grey bushy cat’s tail. She then pulled out an accoutrement – a headband with grey cat ears.

The sight of the toys made me burst out laughing. Selena laughed too and said,

“You wanted to be a cat, yes? Well, Julia, today is your lucky day. I will turn you into a cat. What do you say? “

“Oh gosh, I don’t know.”

“Come on, Julia! Now is your chance.”

“This is too embarrassing!”

“What’s so embarrassing. It’s just us. And we want you to be our little cat. Don’t we, Eliana?”

Eliana nodded with a wicked smile on her face. “You’ll enjoy it, Julia. It will give you more pleasure than you know.”

I sighed, and joked, “As long as I can turn back human, ok?”

“Yes, of course. You can be a cat or a human, whatever your heart desires.”

“Fine,” I said. “I’ll be your cat.”

Eliana clapped and bounced up and down where she sat. Selena grinned.

“Perfect. Now stand, if you please.”

“Turn around and face the couch.”

I turned to face the couch.

She walked up behind me and pushed me forward forcibly. I shot my hands out to the head of the couch to stop my fall, assuming a bent-over position like I was about to be frisked.

“Now stay like that,” Selena said. She fit the cat-ear headband onto my head.

“There we go. So begins the transformation. You are looking like quite a cute little gatita already.”

I glanced over my shoulders and found Eliana and Selena on their knees behind me. Their hands ran up and down my legs.

I felt their mouths next on the fat of my thighs. Teeth nibbling gently. Warm, wet tongues. Kisses with soft noises.

Hands pried by ass cheeks apart. Then a tongue flicked in my pussy, between my lips.

“Oh fuck!” I gasped.

Eliana responded, “Cat’s do not say ‘Oh fuck!'”

“Neither do they say ‘sorry’. What do cats say?” She asked.

There was another flick of tongue in my pussy.

“Meow!” burst from my lips automatically.

A tongue flicked again, while another mouth left kisses on my ass cheeks.

I could hardly bear how good it felt. I mewled again and purred.

“You are a good gatita.”

The voice, I couldn’t tell whose it was, felt like an echo deep in my mind.

The tongue left my pussy. Now it lapped against the perineum while fingers slid into my vagina.

Then, the tongue touched my anus. I jolted and squealed at the surprise. Never have I ever had someone lick my asshole before. It was an overwhelming sensation. It was not a sensation I was prepared for.

“Cálmate, gatita! Do not move. Just enjoy it.”

The tongue went to my anus again. Drew circles around the rim. My knees buckled. My arms trembled fiercely. I wanted to collapse on the couch, but I knew Selena would chide me if I did, so I did my very best to stay standing, taking the tongue to my ass.

Soon, the tongue finished. Next was the finger. I mewled like a good cat as it went in.

“Good little gatita,” cooed Selena.

The finger went in farther and farther. My asshole clenched around it with muscular pulses, and with each pulse, it went in deeper. And when it came out, and I breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

I had started to sweat. Sweat traced down my forehead, fell off the edge of my brow and nose. I wiped it away. It was oppressively hot now. Through the window, I could see the orange flashes of heat lightning in the remnants of storm clouds on the distant edge of the ocean.

“And now, the final part of the transformation,” said the voice that echoed in my head, as if my own thought, though I knew it to be Selena’s.

I felt the cold metal of the butt plug slide between my ass cheeks. It lingered there momentarily its tip touching my tight anus, before it penetrated.

I jumped up as the sharp pain hit me.

“Sshhhh, gatita. The transformation is painful, but the pain is only temporary.”

Eliana persisted. Little by little, she pushed the butt plug into me, shimmying it in. Curt yelps left my mouth with each painful millimeter it went into my tight, saliva-lubricated rectum. Sweat beaded on my forehead.

The metal teardrop stretched my delicate hole more and more. My thighs quivered. My abdominals strained until one final push, and my rectum swallowed the plug causing a cascade of relief to wash over me.

I collapsed onto the couch and curled into a small feline ball. I glanced back at my ass and found the bushy tail sprouting from it. I snickered profusely, then shut my eyes. The world faded to black. I grew tired. I grew lightheaded. Sounds began to disappear until there was only the leaves outside rustling like static until that too faded into oblivion.

I opened my eyes. Found that I was no longer on the couch. It was no longer night out. At least the sky was no longer the color of night, but I couldn’t tell if it were really day. I couldn’t tell how long I had been out. And I didn’t know where I was.

To the east, where a dawn sun hung low, the sky was tinted the color of peaches. Clouds suspended like golden nebulae there. To the west was the crescent moon, pale and silver, in a deep purple sky speckled with the expansive white Milky Way.

I was on a raised platform. A smooth marble platform with columns and arches around me that reminded me of the columns and arches of the Baelo Claudia ruins. But I was not in Baelo Claudia. Nor was I in Spain anymore, it seemed.

All around me was water, still like a polished mirror, reflecting the surreal, sailing beauty of the sky.

A white marble statue was beneath two columns in the direction of the dawn sun. I approached it and saw its flawless details – a woman in a flowing robe and a crown of sun rays. An epithet etched into the base of her statue read: Sol Invictus, which I knew to mean, with my basic understanding of Latin, ‘the unconquered sun’. A small smile on her frozen marble face. Her arm reaching out to something, or someone behind me.

I turned around and found the object of her perennial reach: Another gleaming statue of a woman. Her hand reached out, too. They reached for each other.

I went to the other statue to inspect it. A crown of a crescent moon curled like elegant horns on her head. Etched in the base of her statue: Noctiluca – ‘illuminator of the night’.

A noise behind me. A whispering wind. Fluttering of wings. I turned and found a bed in the center of the platform, where I had awakened. It had four posters. Curtains draped around it, fluttering.

I went to the bed. I felt a beckoning to lay in it, so I lay. It was soft there. A warm and fathomless bliss was there.

I realized I still had my tail. The butt plug was still inside, still stretching my asshole. I felt it through the anxious pulsing of my blood. The cat-ear headband was still on my head. I went to take it off but was interrupted by a familiar voice.