Genetically Engineered Catgirls Novels & Stories

" Our specie is special. We are not just werewolves. We are translupines. Rare. And strong. With stealth and power. We have everything to rule this world.Except for one." " Our gene can only be present in men and because of this reason we were once almost at the verge of going extinct." " With moon Goddess not giving us mates. We are left with no choice but to choose ones for us. And that's why we will not kill women. Not even one! We will choose our mate's. We will build our empire with them." " They will be our most valuable and respected possession! " The men cheer in response.Happy with their Kings idea. While the man's eyes remain emotionless. Nothing evident in them except the storms i

I say, taking a drag on my cigarette as I lean back in his office chair. He doesn’t seem bothered. “I just heard Kat’s skipping the blood moon. She’s a good girl and she’s smart.” I cock a brow. “Yeah and clearly you fucking ain't.” Did he really think she’s skipping because she’s not ready to find her mate? In the short time I’ve known her, I instantly picked up on her infatuation with the Fuego De Seniza kid. It’s the only reason she’s gone into bionic engineering and the determination she has to make the perfect, most realistic prosthetic is fucking intense.

Demeter points out. We all knew who she was referring to. Mykenzie and Kylani. I don’t doubt that they would help conceal both species. Those kids were very close to Draydon, the dragons, and the werecats. I know for a fact that the werecat blood was strong in those two and that when they were around 300 years old, they had the two original werecats bite them. That made the werecat gene in them even stronger. There was something else about those two and the werecat gene, but I just couldn’t pinpoint it. I could see a certain trait within them, but I also knew it was impossible since he was only a myth and not real. “Well look at all these beautiful ladies,” Dimitri says.

“They are hegeduns. This is what we call an organization of elevenders who rule the world and want to enslave people. " Ele ... what? She had never heard those two terms before; it sounded suspiciously like science fiction to her ears. "And you and I, we are also Elevender, human beings who are born with a gift." Cat couldn't believe her hearing and she felt a little dizzy. Her whole life, her worldview got mixed up before she even made up her mind to believe any of the crap. Something inside of her was screaming that she urgently needed to know more. She just had to know everything ... if that would explain what had always been going on inside her. Explaining all the mysteries that had happ

He noticed the blouse's buttons were straining, her skin was visible in gaps between them. "This is one of our office floors, Jim-my-lad," Peter Head waved an all-encompassing arm. "The girls do a lot of the company's work while they wait to be chosen. I thought we'd start here today, what d'you say?" "Sure." "Now I've got to do the disclaimer. Sorry Jim but I have to do it every time someone comes for a First Girl." "Okay." "Do you, Jim Clarke, understand that girls as created by the Girlatorium are not strictly humans, that they are essentially biological robots, and thus are not intended to replace human interaction?"

They always have loved a good fight. “As I previously told you, every known supernatural species alive and extinct was used to make us. That being said, certain species attached themselves to each of us more than other species. As you saw the werecat gene attached themselves to my sisters. My sisters took it a step further. I am not sure how they found him, but they found the original werecat. Aunt Hera got incredibly drunk one night and created Tharja. He is the original werecat. My sisters found him, and they each had him bite them. That added more werecat to them. They, as you saw, can partially shift. I can also partially shift into a dragon. That particular species attached itself to me

“My pussy cat smells so good.” Pandora flinched, slightly amused by Kingston’s continued sniffing of her scent. The man wasn’t alone. He’d brought three kittens; cute and adorable. If Pandora had to guess, the face and build of the hybrid cat resembled a puma, but its markings and stripes were like those of a cheetah. “I want to hold one.” They were still small. Not nearly as intimidating as Kingston’s other cats. Pandora picked one up. She stroked the cat’s soft fur. She giggled as Kingston’s intense gaze fixed on her.

"And I bring the man who saved my daughter’s life while the 'Pure' wolves in this room were signing her death warrant." ​One of the Vane scientists stepped forward, holding up a tablet. "Alpha Blackwood, the child is a biological fraud. The Vance woman used unauthorized genetic tampering to force a stabilization. The girl isn't a wolf by nature; she’s a wolf by engineering. She is a threat to the genetic integrity of the Great Packs." ​Internal thoughts roared through me like a forest fire. Fraud. Engineering. Integrity. They were talking about the little girl who had called me "Daddy" with the last of her strength. They were talking about the miracle Elara had bled for in the ruins.

Then calmly: “Selene could not produce stable genetic integration naturally.” Ava’s stomach twisted violently. “What does that mean?” Nobody answered immediately. Because everyone already understood. Except her. Dr. Vale finally said it softly. “You were engineered.” The world stopped. Everything inside Ava went numb instantly. No. No no no. Not possible. She shook her head immediately. “You’re lying.” Dr. Vale’s expression almost looked sympathetic. “You were designed from conception to stabilize aggressive neurological mutations.” The stairwell blurred around her.

"Subject 2-B. Secondary Genesis Project." Irina's face. Younger, maybe two years old. But the dates were wrong. According to Anya's memories, Irina should have been six when Project Seventh took her, not two. "I don't understand," Anya whispered. Dimitri read, his voice carefully neutral. "Subject 2-B created through genetic engineering utilizing DNA from Subject 1-A (Anya Volkova). Purpose: Provide psychological leverage for primary subject. Surrogate mother: Katya Volkova, biological mother of Subject 1-A, compensated for pregnancy and delivery. Subject 2-B conditioned to believe she is biological sister of Subject 1-A."