Catatonic
By: Arious
Prolog
Science can be a special building block of either good or evil.  Carmen Westerly approached science as a chance to do good for the world.  This does not mean that evil would not bloom from the heart of best intensions.  Her particular area of study dealt with biochemical reactions.  Specifically those coming from the male and female hormonal secretion glands; dealing with pheromone release and sexual interactions.  The government had offered to pay all of Carmen’s college loans and debts.  Her preoccupation with pheromones was innocent at best.  The project funding and bonuses being offered were more than she was willing to pass up.  Carmen agreed to sign up for project Catatonic without a second thought.  Catatonic was a specialized research project into the effects of pheromone gas released as a deterrent to war.  As the saying the project worked under went, “Make love, not war.”  Project Catatonic was originally created for that very purpose.
The idea was simple, could pheromones be weaponized to create in essence a sex bomb.  Troops were comprised of both male and female fighters.  The pheromone release would inhibit a portion of the reasoning area of the fighter’s brains.  This inhibition would interact on the deepest level overwhelming all thought and reason.  The results, of this would be a debilitating spontaneous orgy at the battle location eventually making the combatants collapse into a deep slumber from exhaustion.
Chapter One
Isolation of the basic sexual pheromone was relatively easy.  Refinement and purification of the sexual pheromone went through several phases.  Carmen had been watching the intoxicating tabby lad, Captain Reggie Jackson for a month as the process of refinement had been going on.  Reggie was a striking male with a white patch of fur around his right eye.  His tail was long and whip like.  The fur was sleek, sensual in its contrast.  Carmen thought he looked intoxicating.  She was a lovely Persian lass; her tail curled beneath her dress as her nails unsheathed for a split second then resheathed in sexual agitation.  This intoxicating male looked at her every day but paid her no heed.  Carmen smiled at a sudden thought.  While they had been purifying and enhancing the basic sexual pheromones none of the batches had been tested to see what their effectiveness level would be.  The best test sample would be either batch 2 or batch 3.  The levels of endurance needed for the other batch levels could be far beyond anything her or the good captain could survive.
“We’ve hit a slight snag in the program Captain.” Carmen smiled as she walked seductively into the room watching every nuance from his movements.
“And what exactly would that be, Doctor Westerly?” Captain Jackson asked innocently.
“It’s a simple matter Captain, I can’t exactly tell you what the problem is, however could you please go to room C-12 for a few minutes, and I’ll join you there in a few minutes.” Carmen smiled impishly to herself.
A timing device was set to release a small lot of Basic lot 2 in about a minute after the good Captain Jackson entered room C-12.  Carmen planned to test the pheromone on him, and her by association.  After all, batch 2 was estimated to be the most sedate form of the experimental sexual pheromone.  Carmen was pragmatic at the least.  Why not have a little fun?  Near room C-12 was a sterilization chamber.  Carmen had planned the experiment carefully.  Three orderlies in Hazmat suits waited in an observation room with 8 staff members to monitor the reactions and display of interactions between Carmen and Reggie.  The base General had okayed use of military personnel in the experiment with full knowledge that this was the most mild form of the XR series gas.  
As Carmen entered the room she found a heavily panting Captain Jackson waiting for her.  As the door closed the effects hit her swiftly.  Her legs buckled slightly as she trembled from an intense orgasm.  Her panties became unbearably drenched as she looked into Jackson’s eyes and they both began to strip in a frenzy.  The observation crew were at first amused.  After 3 hours of continuous sexual release the orderlies were quickly sent in to separate the couple and move them into the decontamination chambers.  Even after decontamination the couple had to be kept physically separated for another 72 hours before the effects of the gas finally released its grip on them.

Chapter Two
Captain Jackson looked into the depths of the Catnip Schnapps mixed with scented herbs and vanilla as he sighed deeply.  Before Monday Reggie had been dating three fine felines off base.  Two of them were hot sisters that loved to tango and tangle up in hot threesomes.  The thought of those moments didn’t seem to do anything for him now.  It was now Thursday night and he had broken up with all three.  He sat there staring into his catnip schnapps and thinking about Carmen.  The effects of the gas were supposed to be gone now.  The problem wasn’t the gas, all Reggie knew was a strange sensation he couldn’t get rid of.  This sensation, or realization centered around the fact that he couldn’t get that doctor out of his head now.  Normally on Thursday nights he’d be in bed with Rosy, gently nibbling her tender chin with his teeth and tongue as he slowly caressed her sides with his firm paws and worked slowly down to her curvaceous tail.  The very thought didn’t even arouse him.  All he could see were those exotic browns and whites of the Persian figure.  The finely toned muscles beneath the short fur or that come hither wonton lust that filled the two sapphire blue pools, which were her eyes.  The door of the base Officers Club opened.  Something in that moment seemed to catch his attention.
Carmen sat outside the Officers club for a few moments looking through the glass window at Reggie.  She stared at the black and white fur of his coat, and those exotic amber eyes.  She was embarrassed by what had happened some four days earlier.  The intensity of those frenzied moments still burned inside her, the thought liquefying her legs and nearly sending her into another orgasmic micro-chasm of pleasure.  She wasn’t sure how else to describe that feeling making everything in her body tremble with need.
Carmen finally worked up the nerve and got out of her small car.  The air seemed almost vibrant and the dark night sky closed in around her with the window and the door as a beacon before her.  She slowly opened that lone portal out of the darkness as the bell jingled.  Reggie turned toward her, his paws trembled slightly.  She could see the need in his eyes.  The same need she felt herself.  She stood there staring at him for almost a full minute before she could force her legs to move.  She walked over and sat next to him as those amber eyes burned into her flesh.  
Reaching down She took his paw in her own carefully trying not to look into his eyes.  She was praying that look wasn’t hurt or pain.
“We should take it slow I think.” Reggie said.
“I’m not even sure this is real you know” said Carmen.
“This has ruined me you know, I can’t think about anyone else.” he said.
“I know the feeling; it could be some side effect.” Carmen said.
“This could be a side effect huh?”  Jackson sighed.  At this point I don’t really care, do you?”
“All I know is I need you, it’s not like earlier, when we were doing the test.  This I think is more controlled.  We can limit this but before it was out of control.” Carmen closed her eyes as she spoke, the better to smell that scent of cinnamon and lavender that was Jackson.
“Yeah, this is better, smoother in some ways; do you think it will last?”  Jackson tried not to look at her as he spoke, his eyes turned back to his drink still untouched before him.
“We didn’t even gage the effects when we were exposed right.  I can’t even imagine what would happen to the stronger forms of it.”  They looked at each other longingly as she spoke.  The veil between them began to lift as they stood together.
“I think it might be worth giving it a try.”  Reggie looked away again waiting for her reply.
She took a deep breath and spoke, “Why not?”
Reggie leaned down slightly kissing her behind the ear as her eyes closed, “Why not…”
They drove separately to his place.  She followed behind him as they drove thinking over what they were doing.  She could still feel her fur and the skin beneath it burning from his touch.  Carmen parked carefully on the curb as she took another deep breath and left the car closing the door behind her.  He stood in his open doorway looking as she came into the light.
At first they simply talked as he sat in the chair keeping his eyes off her deliberately while they spoke.  Eventually after an hour or so of speaking he joined her on the couch.  They tried to move slowly, almost afraid of what might, maybe even what could happen.  Two hours turned into six.  Neither of them had to be back to work over the weekend.  After seven hours they sat next to each other slowly holding hands. 
Carmen cleared her throat and looked away from him again, “We don’t seem to need to have sex like before.  I wouldn’t mind if we tried it though, but we don’t have to do it.”
He looked at her a long time as she tried to avoid his eyes again, “Are you sure you want to go that far?”
She finally looked at him, “I wanted to since before the experiment; I just didn’t know how to ask.”
“Well, one of us had a choice; somehow I don’t think I really mind though.” He leaned into her kissing her ear as he rubbed his splendid whiskers into her skin and onto her neck.
“We should still take it slow; I’m not sure what we could release if we did this without supervision.” Her breathing increased as he slowly moved his paw along her side and tenderly kissed her, his own breathing increasing slightly as he moved in closer.
“At this point do either of us really care” Reggie asked.
“No more than you really, I just want to feel your kisses moving me, (she blushed) down there.” Carmen grabbed his paw touching herself with it, her dress between them.
He stood suddenly pulling away, “Shower, I think we should take a shower.  I want this too bad, so do you.  Your right, we need to take this slowly, if we start we might not be able to stop.”
“Do you really want to? She looked up at him still feeling his touch.
“No, that’s why we have to, at least until tonight.”  He looked back at her, his whiskers slightly curled and splayed in all directions from the tension cutting the air.
“We’ve proven we can hold back, Reggie, if I have to I can wait till tonight.  I’d rather be with you now…” she said.
“Screw it.” He said holding out his paw.
“I intend to.” She took his paw in her own as they moved into the bedroom.
They took things slowly so they could savor every moment.  Each touch was a jumble of tingling sensations.  Each kiss was a moment of suppressed intensity.  Their clothes never made it into the bedroom; they lay sprawled like illicit lovers along the carpeted floors up to the door.  Each of his touches burned into her skin as each of her touches did the same to him.  They were playing with fire and both knew it in every fiber of their beings but they both needed it.  When they finally began making love it was both slow and tender.  It wasn’t the fevered and intensely maddened thrusting of brainless animals that first encounter had been.  Somehow, that made every moment of their passionate loving even better.
Reggie slowed as he reached a climax and held it in her, helping her to join him in the moment. That moment seemed to last a small eternity as they passed it together holding each other in a firm embrace as they both began to fall from that mad sensation.  They held onto the moment, onto each other as the moment dropped, he stayed inside her as they crashed and only pulled out when she was ready.  They held on to each other when they were done clinging to that moment when they couldn’t tell when one began and the other ended.
“That shower sounds really good about now, care to join me?”  Carmen moved slowly back still touching paws with him, pleading with her eyes.
He smiled at her warmly, “Why not.”