A/N: Time for some cat jokes and shenanigans... plus some adorable NekoBRS stuff! /)^-^(\
Alice was mildly enjoying the embarrassment that Black Rock Shooter's mutation was giving her, but Alice knew it was temporary. Pretty soon she had to teach her about living with the Virus. She got out of bed and quickly got dressed, aided by her Telekinesis.
"Jokes aside, I'm gonna have to teach you about living with the Virus, y'know, kiddo." Alice crossed the room and gently wrapped her arms around Black Rock Shooter's shoulder. "Let's go grab some breakfast and talk about this, okay?"
"We ran out of milk though." Claire smirked as she got out of bed as well, but she got a quick swipe from Black Rock Shooter's tail to the face for her cheeky comment.
"You..." Black Rock Shooter glared at her with narrowed eyes. "Shut your face. I don't need any of your sass."
Alice quickly decided to end the arguing by creeping her hand down the length of Black Rock Shooter's new tail and giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Kyaaa~!" Black Rock Shooter's voice rose sharply, and her back arched as her eyes widened in shock. "STOP THAT!" She snarled at Alice as the two of them left Claire to get dressed.
"So cute..." They both heard Claire mutter to herself as the door was closed behind them.
The instant they were outside the master bedroom, Black Rock Shooter wrapped her arms around herself, averting her gaze away from Alice. Her tail curled itself around her body, and Alice smirked, amused by the sight.
"What's the matter, kiddo?" Alice asked, gently leading her down the stairs, past a few rooms where snoring could be heard.
"I got turned into a freaking cat! What do you think's the matter?!" Black Rock Shooter snapped at Alice, her cheeks turning red from anger. "Now Wong has a reason to keep calling me Kitten!"
"That's it? I'd be more concerned with the changes to your genetic makeup, rather than your appearance and a stupid nickname." Alice replied seriously, descending the stairs ahead of her. "I'd also keep tabs on that tail of yours, unless you LIKE it getting stuck in doors."
"No!" Black Rock Shooter muttered. "Fucking hurts like Hell."
"Well, since I have no tail, I can't really help you other than give you reminders." Alice shrugged, since she lacked such a drastic physical mutation. "But I can help you with the internal and genetic stuff... If you'd like."
"Yes, please..." Black Rock Shooter nodded her head, causing her feline ears to flap a bit. "So, can you explain why I can smell such a delicious... sweet... scent that wasn't here last night?" She lightly began to drool, but wiped it away with the back of her hand.
"That's human blood." Alice replied right away. "Someone must be bleeding... But, to a normal person, blood smells coppery, metallic. To us, it smells sweet, since it is what the T-Virus seeks out. It sings to us like a Siren's song... think of it as pure energy, in liquid form."
"What about the blood of a zombie? Blood that has the T-Virus in it?" Black Rock Shooter asked, pointedly holding her wayward tail as they passed through the front door of the farmhouse.
"I'm used to the scent after all these years, but at first, it just smelled sour to me. Go take a whiff of those two corpses we shoved in the upstairs closet and let me know what they smell like to you. I'll wait here." Alice replied, leaning on the railing of the front porch.
With a nod - and still clutching her sensitive tail - Black Rock Shooter spun on her heel and marched up to the closet from last night and inhaled deeply through her nose, only to be struck by a blast of tear jerking sourness that made her head spin. She quickly returned to Alice with watering eyes, and gave a nod. "Definitely sour..." She groaned.
Alice smiled, then lead Black Rock Shooter to the truck for food, jumping into the back and quickly grabbing two cans from the crate of similar containers. She hopped back down and continued with her teachings.
"Like I explained to you, Claire and K-Mart, you'll be sustaining the Virus through three means; fighting - which provides the Virus with reliable and safe adrenaline, ingesting fresh blood - for the energy rush - and sex... which we've got locked down, so there's no need to worry about that part, right?"
"As long as you stop grabbing my tail, then yes, that's correct." Black Rock Shooter's eyes narrowed as she spoke. "If not, then you're not getting any pussy."
Alice snorted, covering her mouth as she began to laugh. A moment later, Black Rock Shooter realized what she'd said and let out a sigh.
"Shut up! You know what I meant!"
"I did. But... you ARE the pussy now!" Alice roared with laughter, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.
Black Rock Shooter frowned, and slapped Alice's cheek with the back of her hand, but both of them gasped in surprise when four cuts appeared on Alice's cheek at the same time.
"Did you just..." Alice gingerly touched her bleeding cheek. "Scratch me?"
Black Rock Shooter stared at the strange slits in her fingertips, having caught a brief glimpse of something retracting inside when she'd slapped Alice.
"I think so..." Black Rock Shooter stared at her hand, then tensed her fingers, extending a short - but very sharp - claw from the tips of her fingers, just like an actual cat. "I have claws too?!"
Alice tapped the top of Black Rock Shooter's head - not too hard, but enough to make a loud WHAP sound - teasing her partner's feline aspects. "Bad kitty! No scratching!"
"Fuck off! I never asked for this!" Black Rock Shooter shot back, her ears flattening against her head. "At least I'm not rolling my R's... I SAID FUCK OFF, ALICE!"
Alice had managed to grab her tail again, but this time her unusual feline exclamations didn't rise in her voice.
"What's with all the yelling? Some of us are still trying to sleep, unlike you two..." K-Mart appeared from nearby, having overheard the pair fighting. "WHOA! What the hell happened to you?!""
"She's just like me now. She got covered in zombie blood last night and mutated into an adorable little kitty~!" Alice teased Black Rock Shooter by poking her with both hands repetitively on the shoulder, which earned her another clawed swipe from Black Rock Shooter. "Bad kitty!" Alice tapped the top of her head again.
"Alice, I will seriously fuck you up if you do that again..." Black Rock Shooter snarled at Alice, while K-Mart processed the feline aspects she had.
"So you've got claws... ears... is that a tail too?" K-Mart asked, receiving a single nod. "What about your eyes? Are they slit pupils too?"
"I dunno... Alice, don't you fucking dare touch me!" Black Rock Shooter leaned forward for K-Mart to examine her blue eyes, but K-Mart shook her head.
"Seems the same as before. Oh well..." K-Mart shrugged. "Does Claire know about this yet?"
"Yes, she does." Ada's voice came from behind Black Rock Shooter, who instantly tensed in panic as Ada purposely pulled on her tail.
"Kyaaaa~!" She spun around and grabbed Ada by the throat - claws out - and hissed into her face. "Touch my tail ever again, and I'll rip your throat out."
Alice, however, had the privilege of being Black Rock Shooter's primary sexual partner, so the moment that she turned her back, her tail came within grabbing distance, and Alice gave it a hefty pull to separate the two Asians.
"Nyaaan~!" Black Rock Shooter let out an adorable meow as she stumbled backwards, nimbly twisting her torso to see who pulled her tail. "ALICE! I TOLD YOU TO STOP THAT!" She yanked her tail free from Alice's grasp. "YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THAT FUCKING HURTS!"
"But you're just so ADORABLE when we do this!" Alice teased, but K-Mart took a step between them, facing Black Rock Shooter with a gentle expression on her face.
"Can I touch your ears and your tail? Unlike this bonehead..." K-Mart jerked her thumb at Alice behind her. "I won't try to hurt you."
Black Rock Shooter's ears had flattened against her skull every time she got mad at Alice or Ada, and her tail swished through the air behind her constantly, unless someone was holding it. But, when K-Mart asked for permission to touch them, they returned to a neutral position and curled around her waist, respectively.
"... F-Fine. G-Go ahead." Black Rock Shooter's cheeks went pink as K-Mart smiled slightly.
Slowly extending her fingers to the ears first, K-Mart took interest in the softness of her ears, the way they moved around to listen, and the fact her human ears were also gone.
"So soft..." K-Mart muttered, noticing that Black Rock Shooter was blushing.
On a sudden whim, K-Mart began scratching the top of Black Rock Shooter's head, just like a cat, while also stroking the length of her equally silky soft tail with her other hand. Black Rock Shooter's reaction was both expected... and unexpected.
"Are you... PURRING?!" Alice could've sworn she heard Black Rock Shooter begin to purr, a low - but cute - rumble rising in her throat as K-Mart practically pleasured her body into submission.
"Okay, K-Mart... y-you can s-stop n-nyaan~..." Black Rock Shooter's cheeks blazed with embarrassment as she meowed yet again. "Please..."
"That's enough, Dahlia. Leave her alone."
All four of them turned to see Claire - fully dressed, but with an extremely suspicious amount of cleavage bursting from her shirt - cradling her M4 over her bursting chest. She was also frowning slightly as the three women bullied Black Rock Shooter.
"Dahlia?" Alice glanced between Claire and K-Mart, but then realization caught up to her. "Real name?" She asked to the younger blonde, who nodded as she quickly released Black Rock Shooter's tail and ears.
"Yeah, that's my real name." K-Mart gave a nod, taking a long step backwards, distancing herself from Black Rock Shooter. "Sorry 'bout that... It was just... so cute."
"Not all cats... like that." Black Rock Shooter panted, her chest heaving with each breath. "I did... Don't get me wrong... but, that was just... too much."
"You three... fuck off. You've done enough." Claire suddenly ordered, holding out her hand to Black Rock Shooter. "C'mon, let's go eat in peace."
Taking Claire's hand, Black Rock Shooter followed her back inside the farmhouse, clutching her tail as she passed the threshold. Claire lead her into the kitchen, offering her a seat at the small table before taking the one opposite to it.
"I take it they're being a bunch of boneheads, aren't they?" Claire offered Black Rock Shooter a can opener that was laying on the table, right beside another can and two spoons.
"My tail's their new favourite toy." Black Rock Shooter replied grimly. "But K-Mart... as you saw, was a bit... touchy-feely."
"I noticed your reaction. You looked like it was the worst good feeling you've ever had." Claire used an oxymoron to describe the apparent sexual pleasure that Black Rock Shooter received when her tail or ears were touched.
"I'm like Alice, now. I get set off at the slightest provocation." Black Rock Shooter blushed. "At first, I thought she was joking about the Virus' need for sex, just using it as an excuse to fuck me... But now that I'm experiencing it firsthand, it's a huge pain in the ass."
"Well, she does seem like an expert in her field..." Claire admitted as she opened her ration of food with the can opener. "If you don't mind... Can I touch your tail and ears? They look really soft."
"After what that baka did... I can't, sorry." Black Rock Shooter shook her head before adding. "How about tonight?"
"I'd love that." Claire replied huskily. "But, if Alice joins us... I'm going to hazard a guess that you'll slap her, right?"
"I have claws, actually." Black Rock Shooter held up her hand and extended her claws for Claire to see. "I tried slapping her already, but these came out of my fingers, scratching her face."
Claire glanced at Black Rock Shooter's face for a moment, unable resist the temptation to scratch underneath her chin. She slowly extended her hand, lightly raking her nails on the underside of her jaw, causing a shiver to shoot up Black Rock Shooter's spine.
"That's... okay. I'll let you do that." Black Rock Shooter could actually hear herself purring this time. Claire was more subtle, and far more gentle than Alice, so scratching under her jaw felt good, but not overpoweringly pleasurable. "Ah... L-left a bit..." Black Rock Shooter added as the good sensation faded as Claire's hand moved to the side.
Claire hummed, pointedly moving to the right. "Which way?" She asked, teasing Black Rock Shooter with a smirk.
"L-left." Black Rock Shooter shuddered, letting out a moan as Claire complied with her request, sending waves of pleasure down her spine again. "N-Nyan~."
"Oh my god, that was... adorable." Claire smirked, deciding to stop teasing Black Rock Shooter, unlike the three morons outside. "Y'know, since I'm not fucking with you like those idiots, I actually think your tits have gotten a bit bigger as well."
"Says the one wearing a corset under her shirt." Black Rock Shooter smirked, but gave her chest a closer examination. It wasn't by very much, but Claire was right. Her breasts had indeed grown enough to begin visibly straining against her bikini. "Let's hope Alice didn't notice..."
"I noticed." Alice's voice spoke up from the hall. "I just didn't say anything. Those tits belong to two people: Me and Claire. And you know it, kiddo."
A/N: Unless you already know, 'Nyan' is a meow, and 'Kyaa' is an adorable-esque sound. Add sensitive ears and a tail = KAWAII! ^_^