Genetically Engineered Catgirls Novels & Stories

Maya stood at the central drafting table, manipulating a glowing, three-dimensional holographic rendering of the gray, vine-woven cocoon we had seen suspended above the Siphon’s altar. "Scarlett told me they were cultivating the future," I said, stepping up to the glass table and staring at the horrific, pulsing digital model. "She said they were feeding Alpha energy to a subject to force an evolution." "She wasn't lying," Maya said, her fingers flying across the console to pull up a terrifyingly complex genetic sequence beside the cocoon. "But they aren't evolving an existing wolf, Sienna. They are building one." Carter adjusted his glasses, stepping forward to point at the glowing DNA mark

It was a purr. “What the—” I froze as Katia’s fingers scratched behind my ears. And stars help me, it felt good. Too good. My eyelids fluttered before I realized I was leaning into it, a rumbling vibration rolling from my chest. “Excuse me,” Agnes tried again, louder this time. But Katia was smiling down at me like I was the most precious thing in creation. My pride shriveled while my heart melted. This woman was dangerous. “Selene,” she said softly, “I’m not upset with you. I understand why you turned my mate into a… cat. But how long will he be like this?”

"Every time I use my power, I remember Fenrir hurting wolves and don't want to be like him." "You're not Fenrir," Elena said. "You're a little girl learning difficult skills; making mistakes doesn't make you a monster." At four weeks, Baby Katerina II was the equivalent of a six-month-old and showed cognitive abilities that suggested she'd be speaking complex sentences in a month. Her triple hybrid genetics allowed her to manipulate bonds like baby Katerina, use stasis like Catherine, and heal like Elena, while also demonstrating new abilities that Dr. Chen was still cataloging.

Leo and Luna swelled in size, each swiping with a paw, smashing zombie skulls to pieces. Silent Snowy followed, his snow-white fur gleaming, suddenly engulfed in vivid red flames. The fire roared, relentless and unyielding, consuming the entire street. Within moments, the zombie horde was annihilated. Snowy flicked his fluffy tail and leapt onto my shoulder. "Mama, this whole area is ours now. What's next?" What to do? I took the three cats to a government-constructed refuge and willingly submitted their genetic blood samples for the research and breeding of the next generation.

"A failed experiment? Are we talking about genetic engineering here? Does Zonia Sect dabble in that, too?" Aryella nodded. "You know quite a bit. Yes, Zonia Sect secretly conducts genetic engineering, but 99% of the experiments fail. Only three succeeded, including me." "What's your name?" "Aryella. The other two are Asketel and Sylvester. They're stronger than I am, especially Sylvester. Even Mr. Owens and Mr. Kecith are cautious around him." Gideon considered this information carefully. The mutant born from a failed genetic engineering experiment had become what Aryella was. Suddenly, Gideon remembered the GeneX Pill he had taken. So far, only his eyes had shown any change, while everythin

“Most females from my class can only birth one child, so our species are dying out. It is why many males desire the right to sire your child.” What confused Catherine even further was the similarity between that other world and Erlias. Her head tilted for a second, feeling as though she forgot something before, she shook her head. Now was not the time to examine that, since she had to confirm the girl’s insecurities again. The poor child faced so much abuse because of her weakness, and the odd clothing she designed suffered. Before she could think any further on it, however, a loud roar echoed from above, making her sigh, a little annoyed at their behavior as of late. Catherine lifted her ha

"The facility isn't just holding paranormals. According to our intelligence, the Council is conducting experiments. Genetic experiments. They're trying to understand the merging. Trying to replicate it." "Replicate it how?" I ask. "By creating new hybrids," Catherine says. "Adrian isn't just being studied. He's being used as a template. They're attempting to recreate paranormals with hybrid genetics." The words hit me like a physical blow. "How many?" I ask. "We don't know," Catherine says. "But based on the facility size, we're estimating at least a dozen paranormals undergoing the transformation process. They're trying to build an army."

said Michael Afton. I looked at the pic of me and my mob talker daughters “Cupa the Creeper Girl, Archer the Skeleton Girl, Andr the Enderman Girl, Stringer the Spider Girl, Vanessa the Cave Spider Girl, Yaebi the Zombie Girl, Fireball the Blaze Girl, Young Slime the Small Silme Girl, Teen Slime the Medium Slime Girl, Adult Slime the Big Slime Girl, Snowball the Snow Golem Girl, Iron Hammer the Iron Golem Girl, Flyer the Ghast Girl, Young Magma the Small Magma Cube Girl, Teen Magma the Medium Magma Cube Girl, Adult Magma the Magma Cube Girl and Hider the Silverfish Girl. I really miss you all” I said quietly. Then I put the pic away and looked at William Afton feeling down, so King Thorax, Q

Well, she kind of did jump him at the time. "Think of the difference in mating instinct between dogs and cats. The female dog does nothing more than wave her scent around the male. But the female cat will call out and writhe on the ground and scream to get the attention of a potential mate. Multiply that by twenty fold and you have the Vlkolak female. The Werepanther genes are very strong in these women." "What else have the panther genes done to them?" Alistair needed to know.

She reached it just as the wail was replaced by a thick, reverent silence that hung heavy around the beautiful beast. She closely inspected her kill. If it was too genetically altered, the meat would be dangerous to ingest. To her surprise and delight, this cat looked to be in a healthy and unaltered state. There would be no need to toss the mutated bits of its body away. The entire body was consumable.