You said beast, didn't you?

Alicia's grip tightens on you as a growl rips through her body. She falls to the ground, writhing in pleasure as her body is racked with spasms. Against your back, you can feel her hands changing, palms becoming paw pads, fingernails becoming talons. Her moans turn to howls and thunderous roars.

She rolls as two huge, bat-like wings form at her shoulderblades. They're followed by row of knife-like spines grow down her back, then extend into a long, scaly black crocodile's tail. Her face, however, becomes more feline, mouth extending into a muzzle filled with teeth like daggers. Her beautiful red hair forms an impressive mane to frame her face. Her green eyes become pure black and predatory.

She slowly lifts herself to her feet as her legs finish reforming into two muscular bull's hooves, complimented by two huge horns growing sideways out from her temples. Finally, as you feel her shallow breaths once again deepen, you feel her final change as six extra teats pop up along her underbelly, pressing into your own as they form into small breasts.

Gently, she lays you onto the floor and steps back. "Well, Veronica," she growls, and while her voice is still deep and so goddamn sexy you're soaked, it lacks the humanity it had before. "Here I am. Your muscular beast, ready to serve."

She takes a thunderous step towards you, but you're frozen in place. Alicia regards you with those intelligent black eyes. "But as your girlfriend, this is a give-take relationship. And I think I've given a hell of a lot. So, I think I'll take."

And then she pounces.