Take Rasa home.

After a moment's thought, you look back at Rasa. At the moment, she looks almost completely human, aside from an extra pair of arms and some unusually pointy ears. You have to admit, the clerk certainly has a point about variety; with her shape-shifting abilities, Rasa is practically an infinity of women in one sexy package.

You pull out the collar and walk over to her. Rasa's eyes (currently orange, with their pupils shaped like four-pointed stars) widen. Then she smiles, and her eyes turn a stunning shade of green, with round, human-looking pupils. "So," she says, "it doesn't freak you out that I'm a shape-shifter?"

"Nope. Just be yourself."

Rasa laughs. "Great idea. The problem is, I don't even know what I am or what I'm supposed to look like."

You put a hand on her shoulder, and orange fur sprouts where you touch. "'Be yourself' just means, 'do what you want to do' If you feel like growing tentacles or wings or feelers or whatever, or if you want to order pizza instead of cooking dinner, I'm fine with that. Just don't feel like you've got to look or act a certain way just to please me. Believe it or not, I already like you."

"Thanksss," she replies, a long forked tongue emerging from her lips. "You know, I think you're probably the nicccessst buyer I've ever ssseen." Her voice shifts back to normal. "Of course, not many come this way. We're all a little too ... well, freaky for most people."

There are nods from the other Hybrid girls, including the poor vapor-girl in her glass case. You feel a bit sorry for them all. Still, you knew going in that you would only be able to pick one. Surely these other girls will meet their ideal owners one day.

For now, though, you're content to take Rasa home with you. You reach back behind her neck, clasping the collar shut. Immediately, Rasa morphs into what you can only describe as a dog-honeybee-monkey-girl, four arms wrapping around you in a huge hug while she plasters you with puppy-kisses from a canine muzzle and tongue, a long prehensile tail wrapping around your leg. You're also aware that Rasa has now sprouted four very full breasts to go with her multiple arms.

The other girls cheer, and the clerk smiles warmly at the two of you as he keys the door open again, leading you back through to the main lobby. After signing a few papers, the two of you step out into the parking lot, Rasa doing her best to look like an unbelievably gorgeous human female. This is probably as close as she comes to having a "default" or "normal" shape, with long red hair, a beautiful face, and a very impressive, firm bust.

As you make your way toward the car, Rasa turns to you. "You know ... Master," she says, using your new title for the first time, "now that we're out in the open, there are some transformations I've been meaning to try out. If you want to, I could try flying, or maybe you could ride on my back. Not that I can guarantee I'll stay in the same shape for very long, but we could at least try it. What do you think?"