“So Jon, my boy, I wonder, have you or your cute little resistance group, discovered any of the secret triggers built into those cute little cat pet bodies of which you now have the privilege of occupying one?”
Jen, now out of the I Dream of Jeanie costume and wearing sexy female beach attire consisting of comfortable loose short shorts with a hole and support for her tail and 3 colorful bikini tops all of different designs, sipped on the straw and sucked up some of the delicious margarita slush from the clear glass she precariously held between both front paws, as she laid back on the inclined waterbed she was lying on, and while a team of cat girl and boy pets massaged her shoulders, stroked her cat ears, stroked her tail all down its length, and rubbed the soles of her hindpaws and the tips of her toes.
“Meow?” she said, looking at her beautiful grandfather, while her translation necklace chimed in “triggers?”
“For instance, 478 hertz?”
“What about 478 hertz?”
Her grandfather then started whistling, a single note. And then stopped, and then said, “Hold on, I think it’s slightly higher than that.” She then whistled a fraction of a note higher than that for a few seconds, before giving up. “Blast, I can never get it on my own. I’ll get my computer to do it. It’s probably best I failed. You might want to put that drink down first.” Jen nervously and carefully set the glass down on the little table next to the comfy waterbed she was lying on, while her grandfather opened up her ancient MS Dos running laptop computer. “See there’s this one particular tone, it’s somewhere between middle A sharp and B…” she ran some program called GWBASIC and entered the command sound 478,400 and hit enter.
“MEOWWWWwwww!!!!” every cat girl and boy pet present desperately cried out as they dropped to the ground. Jon felt her body clench up while she had the most insanely intense orgasm of her life. Unable to balance modesty against desire, she roughly squeezed her top pair of breasts in her paws, painfully with her claws out, but she didn’t even notice the pain because her every synapse was occupied with making her feel the maximum amount of pleasure her nervous system was capable of experiencing.
At last, the tone generated by the computer finally ended and Jen slowly found the energy to pick herself off the ground. She looked between her legs and saw a dark blotch of wetness in her shorts. The other six cat girl pets in the room did as well, but the three males had the worst of it, they looked absolutely mortified as their clothes and upper bodies were covered in semen. One of them started crying.
“Oh my,” Jen’s grandfather said, looking over the rims of her sunglasses, herself having been unaffected by the tone, “that went much worse than I imagined. I’m sorry my pets, I was expecting that to just be an enjoyable surprise, that we’d all share a good laugh about it. I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she repeated as she helped them get their clothes off. She then led them to a garden hose with a spray head and helped clean everyone off to looks of embarrassment all around before bringing them an armload of new clothes. “I love you all, mommy’s sorry,” she said.
“Well that was one of them, one of the secret triggers, 478 hertz, you might want to remember that,” she said to Jon/Jen. “It had no effect on me, I actually can be set off in much the same way but it’s 538 hertz for me. There are others, that do various things, some set off by certain word combinations, some by certain actions, maybe I’ll teach you about them later, one of them in particular I really don’t even want even my own pets knowing about.”
“Meow,” Jen said. “Meow,” said her collar.
“But there’s something important I need to confess to you about. Something that’s about to happen to the whole world.”
“Uh oh,” Jen’s collar said.
“You see, the punishments as they are often called, in its various forms, are set off by a custom made virus. But it is a virus that is incapable of replicating itself. So one dose is enough for one victim, er, one person to be changed, and no more, and with no chance of infection to others.”
“But about, oh, a month ago, I released upon the world, a fully contagious virus version of the cat girl pet change. That is one of the secret effects set off by secret triggers, in cat person pets, the release of this contagious virus. Highly contagious, but with no harmful symptoms, and no immediately noticeable symptoms. Stage 1 of it, it just spreads to everyone, unseen, set off by a signal I have already unleashed the world over. And it spreads person to person from there with no one even noticing. By now, over 99% of the human race is infected with it, yet they don’t even know it exists yet, since it hasn’t done anything yet. After infection, it goes into dormancy for about, oh, 40 days, before rapidly changing the vic… the, subject, into a cat girl pet. Yes, cat girl pet, no mixed gender effect here. So basically, everyone in the whole world, except those already affected by previous changes such as myself and other cat people not in the pet form, is about to start transforming into cat girl pets, starting in about, 4 days or so, and completing in, well mostly completing by about one week after that.”
“Meow,” Jen said. “Fuck,” said her collar.
