Fly with Rasa.

You can't help but be intrigued by Rasa's suggestion. "You can really fly?"

She smiles, her long red hair turning into long red feathers. "Of course! I mean, it's not like I had much room to practice back in my cage, but I've grown wings before. I've always wanted to try flying."

"Well, by all means!"

Rasa takes a deep breath, and a quartet of multicolored, feathered wings sprout from her back. After stretching and moving them around a bit to make sure they're properly formed, she walks over to you, smiling like a little girl who's just unwrapped her Christmas present. "I'm ready! Thanks for letting me do this. Now, just let me hold onto you, and we can fly home together."

You turn around and walk back into Rasa's waiting arms. They wrap around your chest, and you notice that her arm muscles are now well-toned and somewhat larger, as though she's just made them stronger. Then a second pair of arms clasps you around the waist, and you realize that Rasa is making doubly sure that you don't fall. Looking back at her, you smile appreciatively. "Thanks. It's nice to know that I'm in good hands with you."

"Yep ... all four of them!" Rasa laughs, giving you a playful squeeze. With a whoosh and beating of her large, powerful wings, Rasa lifts off, soaring into the air. She whoops and laughs with joy, and as she twirls and loops and dances in midair, you find yourself joining right in with her. This is the greatest ride of your life!

About halfway home, though, Rasa starts losing altitude. "Um ... uh-oh," she says. You crane your neck to see that Rasa's face is now sprouting shimmering silver scales, with three gill-slits on either side of her neck. Her lower pair of arms also disappears. "Um, Master? I think my body is changing."

Suddenly, your stomach is doing flip-flops. "You mean, you won't be able to fly? We're more than two hundred feet up!"

"N-no! I mean, I think I can keep my wings from disappearing, but just hang on really tightly! It's gonna be a bumpy ... Eeek!"

The two of you plummet down from the sky. True to her word, Rasa still manages to hold onto two of her wings - only now they're little, leathery things with a span of about five feet. They'd probably be quite useful if she were trying to impersonate a succubus for Halloween, but there's no way they'll keep you both airborne! As you fall, Rasa squeezes her eyes tightly shut, and you hear her whispering desperately to herself, "Come on, come ON! Wings! Fly! You're my body dammit, so listen to me!"

A moment later, you feel a sharp jerk as your speed suddenly reverses, from dropping downward to climbing upward. Opening your eyes, you see the ground rushing by only twenty feet below, but dropping slowly away as you ascend. Looking back, you see that Rasa's back now sports four long, transparent insect wings, and they're beating for all they're worth. You're saved!

A few seconds later, Rasa lands in a grassy clearing. Breathing heavily, she lets go of you and promptly falls to the ground, lying on her back and panting from her ordeal. After taking a few seconds to catch your own breath, you walk over to her. "Rasa, are you okay?"

One look at her face tells you she's not. Tears stream down her cheeks, which are now covered in thick blue fur. She looks up at you with her dreep brown eyes, and you can see the fear and pain there. "M-m-master!" she sobs. "I ... I almost killed you! I'm so sorry!"

You put a hand on her shoulder, and Rasa's head droops, eyes shut and crying. "Ssh, it's okay," you murmur, trying to console her. "It wasn't your fault. I mean, your body just changed on its own. You saved us, and that's the important thing."

"But I should have known this would happen! I've always been like this. It's why they stuck me in the back of the pet shop. I just can't control myself. I wish I knew how, but I don't! I'm ... I'm dangerous!" Another bout of sobbing sets her shivering again. Quietly, she asks, "So ... will you be taking me back now?"

You stare at her; that was the last thing on your mind! Without thinking, you grab Rasa and pull her into a tight embrace. "No way," you whisper into her ear. "I promised I'd take you home, and that's what I'm going to do."

Rasa stares back at you. "But ... but what if I hurt you? What if I grow quills like a porcupine, or if I turn into a fifty-foot monster and wreck your house?"

"You could really do that? Grow fifty feet tall, I mean?"

"Um, well, I've never actually done it, but what if ...."

You cut her off with a long kiss. "Don't worry about it. If anything like that happens, we'll deal with it. It doesn't matter, because ..."

Some tiny, rational part of your brain objects - after all, you haven't even known this woman for three whole hours! Looking at Rasa, though, you realize that what you're about to say is true anyway.

"None of that matters, because I love you."

Rasa stares at you, mouth agape. Then she throws herself at you, holding on tightly. "Oh, thank you!" she cries. "Thank you, thank you, thank you ...." She looks up into your eyes . "And I ... I love, you, too, Master."

You hold her gently for a long while, stroking her back. Then you guide her lips to yours, and give Rasa a gentle, loving kiss. The moment your lips touch, Rasa's whole body changes; her breasts swell up like soft, puffy balloons, warm pink fur sprouts all over her body, and a pair of tentacles emerge from her sides and wrap around you. Startled, you both draw back a bit. Rasa blushes. "Er, sorry about that. When I'm aroused, my changes tend to happen more frequently, and they're harder to control."

You smile. "So, does this mean you're feeling aroused right now?"

Rasa grins, bringing one of her tentacles up to caress your face. The double rows of suction cups leave dozens of light, delightful kisses on your cheek. "Definitely."

As the two of you embrace once again, you realize that your relationship with Rasa is about to get a whole lot more intimate....