Sharp black claws nearly slice off a chunk of your body...

With unexpected strength and inhuman speed, this... "creature" pounces on you like an insatiable predator on a piece of fragrant, bleeding meat.

It seems those sharp black fangs and claws are about to furiously tear into your flesh.

Just a little more, and a powerful blow from black claws could have severed a piece of bleeding flesh from your body...

Only a fraction of a second separated you from such a fatal outcome.

However, it seems you yourself underestimated the capabilities of your body...

With astonishing speed, you leaped back, somersaulting and hitting something thin and hard.

So, between you and the extremely dangerous "creature" there are now only a few meters...

With a reflexive movement of your left hand, you quickly grabbed the thing and threw it at this terrifying monster, resembling a lithe and graceful woman. Through the wisps of strange gray fog that blankets the entire area, your gaze managed to discern the silhouette of the object you'd thrown right into the fanged grin of the one who was clearly about to devour you.

This strange object, lying on the rocky ground, looked suspiciously like a large, carefully gnawed bone.

"Fuck... Is that a human bone?!" - you thought, stunned.

The "clawed woman" waved away your improvised weapon with a light wave of her graceful, slender hand: her black claws simply snapped the large white bone into pieces.

"Oh... Meat wants to play? I even like it..." - lackadaisical female's voice seemed to exude mocking sadistic sneer.

You crawl back a little further, and your right hand finds something else on the ground...

It's a human skull...

A badly damaged human skull.

You throw the skull at the laughing face of the monster-woman.

She...

With unmatched dexterity, she catches the skull in mid-air, snatching it with her long, clawed fingers.

"This human was very... boring... He whined, sobbed, begged all the time... He talked about wanting to get back to his young daughter... But this whiner had his virtues - he was tasty! Ha! Ha!" - woman says languidly, tossing the skull into the gray mist-filled air.

Then she suddenly soars upward with powerful flaps of her large, leathery, spiked wings...

And a second later, this predator, in the unnatural, terrifying form of a monster-woman, falls upon you from above like a bloodthirsty eagle seeking to seize a hare.

The blows of sharp black claws on your sides cause you excruciating pain...

However, surprisingly, these blows do not result in ****...

This is likely due to the changes in your body caused by the numerous "experiments" to which you were subjected by the vile snake-like enslavers.

Now your skin no longer resembles that of an ordinary human: much denser, darker, with bony growths on certain areas of the skin.

Blood flows from your wounds - however, an ordinary human would have been pierced through and through with the first blows of the black claws...

Sharp fangs are almost sunk into your throat! You managed to dodge and struck back.

The bony growths on your knuckles clearly increased the effectiveness of the blow, aimed at the small, yet rather tempting, titties of this bloodthirsty "woman."

"You... You're even trying to resist?! We haven't seen anyone like that around in a long time..." she hisses with a wicked grin, then tries to bite your face.

Strike!

Another strike!

You strike your enemy, despite the pain from her repeated attacks and the numerous slashes inflicted by her claws.

The substances and magical procedures Mistress Tserali used clearly did something to your body.

And judging by the poorly controlled, mounting rage in your mind, the metamorphosis has clearly affected more than just your physical self...

Two bodies are entwined in some paroxysm of struggle for survival.

On the smooth, light purple skin of the "woman", the wounds you inflicted are becoming increasingly visible...

But something completely unlike human blood was oozing from her wounds...

A dark purple liquid...

Both of you, clutching each other, rolled across the hard, rocky ground of this mysterious, gray-mist-shrouded terrain.

Excruciating pain!

Sharp black fangs sank into your right shoulder!

Warm blood, seething in your veins, gushed from the numerous wounds and flowed across your skin, splashing and dripping onto the ground.

However, the panicked fear of **** in your mind somehow faded into the background – replaced by a frenzied rage.

You bit your enemy in return!

And something resembling **** surprise seemed to appear in the large, pitch-black, non-human eyes of this "woman."

The sharpness and size of your teeth had apparently also increased due to the many experiments of Mistress Tserali. The unfamiliar taste of the enemy's "blood" in your mouth...

It's...

It's even pleasant!

Your head is in a state of uncontrollable chaos...

It seems to you that after a series of blows and bites, your enemy is beginning to weaken, trapped in the grip of your muscular arms.

At that moment, a long tail with a sharp, horny growth at the end wraps around your waist, tearing through the dirty loincloth that was your only clothing.

This tail, like a piercing weapon, shoots upward...

The tip of the tail attempts to pierce your neck with a deadly blow from below!