A flurry of fur, feathers, claws, and talons were all that the feline Primal could recall as he began to awaken from the drug-induced slumber. His eyes fluttered open slowly, and though his vision was still blurred around the edges he knew that his current surroundings were foreign. The first thing that he noticed was the strange bedding that he had been lain upon as well as the blanket that had been draped over his injured body with obvious care. He tried to stand from where he was, but found the wound in his side prevented more than a painful stretch of his legs to start. That was when he noticed the golden gaze of several sets of eyes surrounding his position.<br/><br/>Craning his neck to look around the room he saw that he was flanked on all sides by a variety of feline species, none of which responded to his mental probings thankfully. They were exactly what they appeared to be unlike him, just someone's multitude of pets. His thoughts were still a bit hazy from the drugs coursing their way through his system, but he was able to begin piecing together the puzzle that made up the unknown hours that had passed since he had collapsed on that sidewalk. He knew that he was in somebody's residence, and obviously they had taken him in, but not before taking him to a doctor. No, pushing the blanket carefully aside to see his bandaged wounds he realized that wasn't quite right. He had been taken to a veterinarian, the thought of which came as both a bit of an insult and an amusement at the same time. He couldn't very well fault some human for taking an animal to a vet after all, but the thought of someone patching him up as though he were a mere stray stung nonetheless.<br/><br/>Ignoring the stares of the lesser felines he slowly got to his feet, looking for the person that had brought him to the apartment he now found refuge in. His side ached fiercely, but his own preternatural healing combined with the efforts of the physician's would fix that in the next day or two. The numbing medicine the doctor had used also seemed to help him not feel the full effects of the battle scar, reducing each step to a dull roar that he winced into. He didn't walk far though before a scent wafted across his keen nose.<br/><br/>The acridly sweet smell of a woman's pleasures filled his nostrils, and from what he could detect in the air she had enjoyed herself to fulfillment. He couldn't detect the accompanying scent of a human male anywhere though, which brought the realization to his mind that she had been pleasuring herself. Shaking his furry head slightly to brush away the haze his loins began to throb at the thought of the young woman who had saved his life. He remembered her face from just before the world had gone dark, and if she was the one that those delicious juices were flowing from he wanted to see more of her.<br/><br/>Ignoring the pain in pursuit of carnal pleasures was easier than he thought it would be, finding each step towards the bed more bearable than the last. When he came to the foot of the four-poster bed he marveled for a moment at how out of place such a piece of furniture was for the living space, but as he spied a smooth feminine leg dangling over the side all thoughts of interior design were washed away. Setting his back legs firmly he made the leap up to the mattress, barely making the landing with a painful grunt that came out as a pitiful mew in his current form.<br/><br/>He looked around at the other cats as they eyed him suspiciously. He knew that they did not enjoy his presence, but they could sense that he was different and that was enough to stay their own advances. Besides, it wasn't like they could do the things he had planned to the beauty that lay in her own euphoria, and he did owe her something for her assistance after all. It was with that thought that he proceeded closer to her, taking in the ever increasing scent of her sexuality as he climbed gingerly over one of her legs to rest betwixt them. The glistening of her self-induced orgasm was all over her outer lips, and had even leaked downward across the milky skin of her inner thighs. Slipping stealthily upwards, his soft fur brushing gently against her leg as he did so, he stuck his rough tongue out and began lapping at those juices that were just going to waste. Upon tasting her he felt refreshed in a manner he could not explain, and he hungered for more...but he knew that he could not do much more as he was.<br/><br/>So he concentrated, his feline body slowly growing and twisting at first into something between a man and a beast before the fur receded and there was just a man's somewhat hairy flesh in its place. The cat-like features of his face contorted and wavered until a human visage had taken form. One minute an animal had rested on the bed with her, and the next it was a dark haired man with the same piercing green eyes that had looked upon her in the first place. He stood at the edge of her bed looking down at her, the taste of her sex still fresh on his tongue as his cock twitched with desire. "I have to thank you for taking me in and saving my life young lady. My name is Axel, and if you would allow me to finish what you have already started it would be my pleasure..."