On Anakata Island during its resort's peak season, the crowded beach laid perpendicular onto the mainland of Megakat City. Behind the shoreline were the scattered vendors that sold from food and drinks to souvenirs and the shower and bathroom stalls with vending machines next them as the over 100-foot resort spa hotel overlooked the beach. A lush tropical forest stretched behind that covered much of the base of the island's inactive volcano.
A burly yellow brown striped tabby tom was dressed in a red muscle shirt and matching swim trunks and blue sandals. He managed to find a nicely spaced out spot to set down a black beach bag on top of a large blue and white striped towel and putting up a blue and white striped umbrella.
Chance T. Furlong, AKA T-Bone of the Swat Kats, looked around the beach, taking in the view and smelling the sea salt air. The tom needed a break from the salvage yard and that no threats to the city had come up in quite some time now. Such a shame that Jake didn't come with him since he still had to work at the salvage yard and do maintenance on the jets.
He opted to take a shower first before getting into the water and took off his shirt, putting it in the beach bag. After a sandy trek towards the white brick shower/bathroom building, he stepped inside, realizing that it was vacant with only him and the furnishings.
Low hanging ceiling lights dimly lit the room, revealing a muddy wet sand covered brown tiled floor. On the left, a rectangular mirror stretched along the white wall over a bunch of sinks. Opposite side, a couple of urinals, two toilet stalls and four shower stalls, each having a white curtain for privacy.
He went into the second stall from the toilets and went inside, closing the curtain behind him. But it wasn't long until he discovered something was out of place.
"Eh what's this?"
On the ground beneath the stainless-steel shower head, there lied a purple shampoo bottle. Curiously, he went over to it, picked it up and examined it.
"Purrt: Lovely Lather Lavender" the label read.
Odd that someone would leave this here, then again people forget things in stalls aren't too uncommon. Yet it looked like something that would have been left in the ladies’ room, not the men’s. He flipped the cap and smelled the sweet flowery aroma that came from it.
"Oh, why not?" he said as he turned on the warm water. He squeezed the bottle of creamy lilac colored liquid into his hands and lathered and rubbed it into his scalp. "Heh, kinda tingles a bit... Oooooh~puuuuurrrrrr~"
The tingling sensation increased and coursed throughout his body, making him and moan and purr louder. Changes began to occur. 
As he rubbed his scalp blonde wavy shoulder length hair began to grow. His nipples stiffened and protruded from the fur with puffy areolas, developing almost A cup breasts. His waist shrunken slightly, making his swim shorts loosen a bit. 
After finishing up his shower, he shook much of the water off to dry himself yet still felt kinda tingly.
"Aahh...that shower felt amazing!" he said as he exited the stall. 
As he headed out the building, he paused when he caught his reflection on a steel framed mirror over a sink.
“Huh? What the-?” he said as he leaned over.
He stared long at his reflection, now noticing the changes. He ran his fingers through his newly found hair and then he rubbed and pinched a nipple, letting out a moan as reflex to newfound sensitivity that jolted throughout. 
“But how did-? The shampoo!” he exclaimed, finally piecing it together.
He rushed back to the stall where he last left it. After drawing back the curtain, he wore a stunned expression. The shampoo was gone! How could this be?!
Chance just stood there dumbfounded, scratching his head, pondering of the events that occurred. Yet he was stuck in this current situation. He looked down again at his form. The changes did not seem too drastic from what he could tell, at least for most people, and they seemed to stop. Maybe the worst may have passed? 
He left the bathroom area and headed back to his spot on the beach. However, when he reached midway, he froze as he felt that tingling sensation arise again. This time around his butt and tail. He felt his butt bloat with a couple layers of fat, making the swimsuit felt snug. His tail became fluffier, much like that of a molly’s. Chance froze in shock at the sudden gain in his rump and change in tail. His hand reached around to his behind, surprised how more than a handful it was. Then, he gave his butt a squeeze, shuddering at the sensitivity. 
In another wave of panic, he quickly rushed over to his spot and plopped down onto the towel. He lied down on his back, hoping that the worst was over for now. Soon, his eyelids began to feel heavy, and eventually, wound up taking a nap. But while snoozing, the tingling came back but much subtler this time, causing slight discomfort and his body to squirm a bit. The changes then commenced.
His body shrunk nearly a foot in height and his muscles began to deflate. His feet cracked as they lose a few inches, becoming feminine with dainty clawed toes. His legs took on a womanly shape with thick thighs.
He groaned as his dick became fully erect, tenting his trunks until it slowly shrunk inch by inch until it receded into his body with testes following suit as his reproductive organs converted into   feminine ones. A moist slit soon took its place. 
Groaning again in a higher pitched voice as slight pressure came to his chest as they slowly began to inflate into large FF size tits with fat puffy erect nipples. Like his legs, his arms and hands underwent similar changes as his arms became slender with smaller hands and thinly fingers with long nail claws. 
Then, the feeling came to his head where the final transformations took place. His head became rounder with a smaller and softer face and shrunken nose. His wavy blonde hair grew out more until it reached midback. 
The burly tom was now a busty molly.
Chance continued her nap peacefully for a few moments until she was nudged by someone.
“Ma’am…Miss…?”
“Mmm…hmm…?...Wha…?”
Chance groaned as she slowly stirred awake, not realizing her higher pitched voice. She opened her eyes and squinted, using her hand to block the sunlight. She saw a white furred tom with a muscular runner’s body build, wearing red swim trunks and a red muscle shirt with Lifeguard printed onto it. His face had a reddish hue to it. A few others beach goers surrounded her, looking at her quizzically. Some blushing for some reason. 
“Ma’am? You are aware that this isn’t a nudist beach, right? I need you to cover yourself.”
“Ma’am? What are you- *Gasp?!” 
Chance became fully awake and sat up with hand to her throat, catching how different and feminine she sounded. She then looked down to see large melons blocking her view. Quickly, a hand went to her crotch to find something that was once there missing. 
“IT’S GONE!” she screamed, startling some beachgoers around her.
“What’s gone, miss? Are you feeling okay?” the lifeguard asked. 
“Y-yeah. I’m fine.” she lied, still in a state of shock and bewilderment. 
“Still, I need you to cover up yourself miss.” He asked as face still beet red. 
“Uh…oh.” She said as she grabbed her red shirt and put it on, giving off a midriff effect showing off her slim belly. 
“Sure, you’re alright? Do you need any help?” the lifeguard asked, noting how the molly was shaking.
“N-no! I mean, I-I’m fine. Just need to- I gotta go.” she replied in a panic. 
She then quickly packed up her belongings, slipped on the sandals that were too big for her, and quickly walked towards the hotel, getting some glances from fine and fit looking toms along the way that made her blush. 
After going through the sliding doors, she was greeted by the lobby scenery of bright pale-yellow painted walls and blue floral pattern carpet. The semicircular mahogany table on the left was unoccupied with some decorative small tables and indoor ferns on the opposite side with a brochure display showing many pamphlets of various Megakat City’s attractions. 
She arrived at the elevator, pushing the up button more times than necessary. After a few moments, the elevator doors opened as two beefy toms exited the compartment. One had plain dark black as night fur in a white muscle shirt, blue shorts, and floral sandals while the other had gray fur in a yellow tee, red shorts with plain black flipflops. 
Chance blushed and her heartbeat rapidly at the mere sight of the two hunks as female hormones amplified. 
“Need some help there, miss? You got a lot of stuff.” asked the black furred one with a surfer accent, noticing how much she was toting and wanting to check the molly out. His friend ogled her as well. 
“N-no, I’m fine. My room isn’t that far anyway.” She replied, even though it was on the sixth floor. 
She excused herself as the toms went on their way to the beach and she stepped into the elevator, pressing the sixth button quickly as possible. Fortunately, the ride up was not long nor interrupted by other would be passengers. 
Once she reached her floor, she exited the elevator out into the hallway, similarly colored and designed as the lobby. She stopped at the door marked 609, pulled out her room key and opened the door and stepped in. 
The magenta painted room with dark blue carpeting was slightly larger than average, having slightly more accommodations. A small hallway that had a sliding closet on the right and the bathroom to the left lead into a larger area with a sliding door leading to the balcony in the back, giving a scenic view of the beach and the city. The larger area had two king size beds with a white nightstand in between with a phone along the right wall. Opposite side had a round table with a couple of chairs in the corner next to the balcony. A large TV sat on top of a black polished three shelf drawer next to it and down the line was the kitchen. The kitchen had the works with a sink, cabinets, stove oven, microwave, refrigerator, and minibar. 
In the small hall, she dropped her stuff in the closet before heading into the magenta bathroom that had the usual sink with mirror and drawers and cabinets filled with towels and washcloths, a tub and shower with a glass stall with a bathmat, and a toilet.
After closing the door, she stripped out of her clothes and just stared at her reflection in the mirror. It still felt surreal and unbelievable that this was her body now, a beautiful brown striped, yellow furred molly that could be on the cover of Play Tom magazine.
She experimented as she groped both of her tits; her body shuddered while letting out one long purring moan. Were females this sensitive? A curious hand went southern to her crotch, sliding two fingers deep into her pussy.
“Oooooo~hh...! Mmmm….Prrrrrrrr…” 
She moaned and purred as her body shuddered again with greater intensity, getting weak in the knees, leaning onto the sink’s edge. She felt a climax coming close as she panted louder. And then her vagina pulsated faster to the point it could not hold it in much longer. She let out a gasp as her snatch sprayed juices all over her fingers and onto the floor.
“Sweet…Haah…. Bastet…Haah!” she panted, experiencing her first female orgasm which felt like a jolt of electricity that ran through her body. More intense than doing it as a male.
She pulled out her nectar-soaked fingers and stared at it for a while, her mind trying to comprehend on what just transpired. Wonder what it would’ve feel like if she had a real di-? She shook her head of such thoughts. 
“I-I need… a shower…” she muttered.
She went into the shower stall and turned the knobs, letting warm water cascade onto her body. 
“Murrrr…This feels nice. I should- Aah! Ooo~h…W-what now?” she exclaimed as she leaned forward with hands on the tiled wall. 
A strong hot sensation warmed up in her crotch like a running fever. A hand reached down there, feeling the swollen puffiness of her pussy. 
“I-I’m in heat? Already?! H-how?!” she spouted.
She finished her shower, quickly dried off and put on her clothes. She slipped on her sandals and grabbed her room key, heading out the door and heading to the lobby. The first floor had a minimart/gift shop of sorts, containing much essentials including medicine for estrus. Something she desperately needed to suppress the newly found urges. 
Other than estrus discomfort, her trip to the bottom level was uneventful, seeing the early evening sunsetting on the horizon through entryway. 
Going to the left hallway, pass the reception desk, was the store. Not too uncommon of your basic convenience store but much neater and cleaner. The left side of store had the register manned by a scrawny gray tom wearing a yellow button-down tropical theme shirt with pineapples, blue shorts and black flipflops. While the right side had coolers full of drinks from juice to soda to alcohol, the center had long shelves and racks containing many essentials, snacks, and even souvenirs. A couple racks even had male swim trunks and female one piece and two piece bikinis that Chance eyed. 
After she found the medicine she needed, she headed over to the register, waiting in line behind a muscular orange striped tom with chiseled chin wearing a white muscle shirt and black athletic shorts. He was purchasing a six pack of Bengal Brew Beer. Chance found herself staring at the hunk of a male with a sense of lust and craving. Of course, her heat was not helping matters either. She tried to take her mind off it as much as she can, but again female pheromones were winning out. When it was her turn, she paid quickly so she can get into her room fast before her estrus gets worst. 
With medicine in tow, she dashed towards the elevator only to find the orange tom in it, which made her slightly nervously uncomfortable. 
“Oh hey. What floor are you on, miss?” he said while holding the door for her.
“I’m on the si-” she replied stepping in before the doors closed, just catching sight that the sixth-floor button was lit up on the panel. “Sixth…”
“Heh, what a coincidence. I am heading there too. The name’s Mike Pawden, by the way.” The tom stated, trying to start some small talk during the ride up. “What’s yours?”
“C-Chance…Furlong.” She uttered nervously, fidgeting a bit because her nose caught a whiff of his scent being in a tight space with him.
“Nice name. Been enjoying yourself?”
“Y-yeah. I’m fine.”
 Soon, they reached their floor and exited the elevator, idly chatting until they reached Chance’s room 609.
“Well, this is my room.”
“Hey, well, what do you know? My room is just next door.” he said pointing to the door numbered 611 that was to the right of hers, which also surprised her.
“Say, Chance, would you mind… joining me for a drink? I’d appreciate the company since I’m here by vacationing by myself.” Mike asked, scratching the back of his head with a noticeable blush across his face. “Well, if you don’t like alcohol, I’ve got other drinks too.”
“O-oh…um, s-sure?” she replied, flustered at the stud and his invitation. 
She did not understand why she agreed to it, but it felt like her body and mind was acting on itself. Her heat must be getting to her badly at this point. But since they are drinking, she played along so she can find an opportunity to take the meds she bought.
Soon, they entered Mike’s room, which was no different than her own room, other than a grey suitcase in front of one the beds and the table had some leftover takeout and an auto magazine.
“Can I go into the bathroom for a quick sec?” she asked.
“Sure. Go right ahead.”
She went into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She took the medicine out of the bag, opened the packaging, and dumped a couple of pills into her hand. She grabbed a clear complimentary plastic cup on the sink and filled it with water. Finally, she gulped down the pills and water, breathing a sigh of relief for a brief second.
A realization dawned on her as she looked over the drug facts on the packaging. Her eyes were filled with dread when she read that the pills took three hours to take effect, meaning that her heat would still linger for a while. She could have just made an excuse or told the truth on going back to her room and wait it out, but a part of her couldn’t as not wanting to be rude of bailing out on him after just being invited. She decided just to stay for a few drinks.
She exited the bathroom to see Mike sitting at the table in the back, popping open a can of beer. She joined him, sitting down opposite of him, and opening a beer.
“I have other drinks in the fridge if you like, if beer isn’t your thing.” He said with concern and courteously.
“It’s fine. I drank beer before. I can handle it.” Chance replied, taking a gulp of beer. However, a look of shock came across her face as she choked a bit and coughed.
“You okay?” 
“Y-yeah, I’m fine. Just went down the wrong pipe, that’s all.” She replied. 
Her taste buds seemed to have been sensitive to alcohol and not used to it, tasting bitterness. A possible side effect of the gender change. She slowed down with just sipping her drink, getting used to the beer only slightly. 
The two conversed for a while with the TV turned on for some background noise. After finishing over half of the can, her head began to feel woozy and dizzy, starting to get tipsy, which also brought on another revelation.
‘Crud, this female body can’t hold beer for beans!’ she internally complained. 
Mike was already halfway on his second can, able to hold his liquor better than the molly. By starting his third though, he was beginning to slur his speech quite a bit. Soon, Chance finished her first one, becoming well inebriated as her face flushed red, slurred speech, and shot motor skills and judgment. Worse still was the simple fact that medicine and alcohol do not mix as the beer seemed to have nullified the pills effects. Added onto that her estrus began flaring up harder and more intense, her snatch felt like it was on fire, making her squirt and squirm in her seat.
“H-hey, you *hic? Are you okay?” Mike asked.
“Ju-just *haah…a little heated. Mind if I *haah make myself more…umph…comfortable?” she said in between pants. 
She got up from her seat and removed her shirt, letting her tits flop, and dropped her shorts, revealing a wet puffy snatch that leaked feminine honey. She sat on the nearby bed with legs spread eagle, leaving her soaked labia in full view. The tom’s jaw dropped at the molly’s actions as well as her bare beautiful body. But also noting that she was in extreme heat as his nose managed to get a whiff of her scent. Now he was getting drunk off her as his face flushed redder and his dick stiffened to its full eleven inches. 
“Do-do you want me to… help you with that?” he asked yet was already getting up and stripping down, showing off his throbbing rod. Chance eyed it hungrily. 
“Y-yes, please! I need cock so bad!” she exclaimed as their libidos went into overdrive, primal lustful instincts fully taking control.
Mike went over to her, embraced her, and began kissing her tongue and all. They laid down on the bed, him on top of her, continuously kissing. He groped her left tit and kneading it, eliciting a purr out of her while he licked and nibbled her neck. He then aligned his dick with her pussy, massaging it with his tip and making her shudder.
“Ready?”
“Yes! Just…oooo~h…do it!”
And then, he took the plunge, jamming his shaft into her folds.
“AAAAHH! OOOooooooh~! Prrrrrrrr….” She moaned, following up with a long purr upon penetration as jolts of pleasure coursed through her body. Such an incredible sensation!
They kissed again as Mike plowed into her at a steady pace with Chance holding him with arms around his neck and wrapping her legs around him to hold steady as her toes flexed and curled. 
“Mpf…haah….oooh…ah…Yes! Fa-faster!” she screamed.
The tiger striped tom obliged, picking up the pace, grunting harder and louder. He can feel his cock throbbing greatly along with her pussy walls that tightened and clenched with each thrust. Climax for both was coming soon.
“Mrrrrr… Aaah….ooh! M-mike! I’m…haah…CUM~OOH~MING!” she cried as she gushed forth a stream of juices, slickening her partner’s penis.
“Ungh! Aah! Mmph…Oooh! Me- Agh- TOO!” he joined in as he unloaded a geyser of semen into her womb, overflowing it as it leaked out and sating her heat in the process.
He exited out of her with a slick plop. They caught their breath as they held each other in their arms, lying on the side. As they embraced each other, they kissed passionately right before falling asleep.

The Next Day

Morning rays shone through the balcony door blanketing the sleeping cat couple. Chance groaned and stirred awake.
“Oooh…my head.” She grumbled, experiencing a wicked hangover. 
As her eyes flittered open, it was met with the beefy tom she had sex with last night. She had a stunned look as she suddenly remembered the events that had transpired. Eventually calmed herself down, knowing full well that it was her and her heat that went out of control that she gotten in this situation. Yet she had an incredible experience with sex for the first time and as a female. And with such a hunk of a tom that she fallen for too. Her acceptance into womanhood was fully complete. 
She looked down to see cum matted fur in her crotch area. Looks like she is going to need a shower soon. She looked over to the tom and smiled. Maybe Mike would like to join her too.

The End