Nabiki went on to Furinkan High without delay. There was nothing else she could do, and avoiding the situation would probably only attract unwelcome attention by whoever did this to her. And she had quite enough unwelcome attention already.
Having no other clothes but the collar around her neck, and no school materials whatsoever, Nabiki was obviously at school for one single purpose only - her humiliation and sexual degradation. She knew this now, and also knew that none of it was her fault. That knowledge probably wouldn't make her day any easier, but at least it alleviated the guilt and self-doubts that had plagued her the day before, when she had found herself unable to prove her human intelligence or resist her constant sexual urges. Today she wouldn't waste her energy on fruitless attempts to prove her humanity to people who were magically kept from viewing her as anything but an animal or sex toy. As for the sexual parts, she'd just have to grin a bear it.
And she did. Well, except that instead of grinning she was meowing, purring, yowling, humping, and dripping, as her school day passed in a never-ending series of cocks, stuffing her every orifice, and pussies waiting for her feline tongue. Where yesterday she had still been allowed to sit at her desk, like a human girl, today she had spent most of her classes, crawling from desk to desk, servicing every boy and girl, until the lesson was over. Curiously this felt less humiliating to her than the biology lesson, which had seen her on all fours on the teacher's desk, being used as a demonstration object. The teacher had spent most of the lesson stimulating her physically and cataloguing her reactions, taking care to make her sound like a completely mindless animal with no control over her own actions. The worst part was that the latter was quite true.
And she certainly didn't feel very reassured by his announcement that the class would visit the zoo later that week, to witness the mating habits of lions, tigers, panthers and suchlike.
After being forced to clean gallons of sperm and pussy juices from her body with her own tongue, even the litter box in the hall held no further horrors for Nabiki. There was only so much humiliation she could feel before she became desensitized. She only hoped she didn't get too used to her new life - but then she remembered that the spell saw to that, too. Even if she had to live like this for the rest of her life, she wouldn't be allowed to become content with her lot and forget her former humanity.
That thought still managed to send a chill down her spine. The rest of her life. If she couldn't be changed back, how long would that be? Cats didn't live as long as humans, so how long did catgirls have? Would she be going to school as the sexual mascot until old age, or had her tormentor already planned something for her future? Would she remain the family pet or would she be forced out on the streets to fend for herself? Was she going to be an exotic prostitute or a porn star or would she end up at the pound, hoping for a kind master to adopt her?
And even if she was changed back again, would she be able to deal with the memories, or would she collapse as a mental wreck, once the sexual haze lifted from her mind?
Strangely, she found herself thinking that she wouldn't mind so much, if she were to remain the family pet. Already she was looking forward to coming home, even though it wouldn't mean any less sex. Kasumi, Akane and Ranma with their huge, pillowy tits; Daddy, Genma and Ranma again with their cocks; the sex with them was as different from what she got at school as the day was from the night. Here she felt used, degraded, humiliated - nothing but a thing, offering casual, meaningless sex. At home she felt wanted, loved and even respected - if not as a human being, then at least as a family member. If she had to spend the rest of her life as a sex kitten, that was how she wanted it to be.
Nabiki realized that she had been absent-mindedly grooming herself for the last ten minutes, paying particular attention to her six tits and her genitals. School had ended, and she had lost herself in her thoughts, as she waited for the others to clear out. She quickly got on all fours and started crawling home, her tail happily swaying above her, and her crotch dampening in anticipation. Halfway home she remembered what Cologne had said about the influence of the spell and got up on two legs, hurrying home like a human school girl.
Kasumi opened the door, when she arrived, and immediately hugged her with joy. Nabiki's fuzzy face was deeply buried in the cleavage of Kasumi's enormous, round hooters that strained against the apron. She inhaled her older sister's sweet fragrance and started licking the sides of her breasts, making Kasumi giggle and scratch her behind the ears.
"Go on to the living room, Nabiki darling," Kasumi said. "You can play with Akane and Ranma, while I prepare dinner." She playfully tweaked Nabiki's top two nipples and patted her on the backside, below the twitching tail. Her fingers came away wet, so she licked them clean.
Nabiki scampered to the living room, where Ranma and Akane were sitting. Ranma was still very upset by her new form, but she always calmed down when Akane was with her. Just be glad you only look like a fucktoy, thought Nabiki. At least you don't have to fuck every boy at school. Of course that might still happen, given that Ranma was now as weak as a newborn baby and completely unable to fend off any guy who wanted to force himself on her. Nabiki found herself hoping that this fate was spared her sister's fiancé. She knew too well how it felt to wish it on anyone else.
Akane and Ranma greeted Nabiki happily. "Hello Nabiki! Come here, let me cuddle you," said Akane.
It was strange, but after a whole day of being fucked, squeezed, stroked and fondled in any way imaginable, Nabiki actually got excited about cuddling with Akane and Ranma. She bounded over to them and soon was sprawled across their laps. Akane was fingering her snatch and playing with her tail, while Ranma took turns rubbing her tummy and fondling her six breasts. Nabiki purred up a storm, closing her eyes in bliss. She felt warm and safe and loved, which gave her greater pleasure than any of the sexual stimulation she received. All day she had been used by others for their pleasure, without regard for herself (although it always ended up being pleasurable for her, too) - but these two were petting her for the sole purpose of making her feel good, because they cared for her and liked making someone they cared for happy.
She caught her breath for a moment and said, "Nrrryaow! I love myou! Mew!" She just had to get that out.
Akane blinked at her and stopped fingering her pussy. "What?"
Nabiki opened her eyes and smiled at her puzzled sister. "Nya love you. Myow!" She sat upright on Akane's lap, hugging her sister close and touching her kitty nose to Akane's human one. Tenderly she said, "Mrrr. I wasn't alwayss nyice to myou. Mrrrowr. But I myalways loved you, and I'mrrr glad you'rre myow sissterr. Mew!" Softly she pressed her muzzle against Akane's cheek, and placed a kiss of sisterly love there. Then she rubbed her furry body all over Akane and Ranma, and the petting resumed. She never noticed the strange, preoccupied look in Akane's eyes.
Later that night, Akane sat before her computer, staring at Nabiki's profile on the screen. She had changed Nabiki into this half-animal form and heaped scores of humiliations upon her - and Nabiki had turned around and told her that she loved her; that she had, in fact, always loved her, even if she hadn't always shown it. Now Akane had to think about what this meant for her plans, and how she should proceed.
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