bring her to your home

You decide that despite your sudden bond, you would be best to head home first. And on foot this time. Rasa shifts here and there on the way, but you talk casually on the way home.

You take her inside, and you feel her shiver a bit in your arms as her fur retracts into her body to soft flesh. Her sensual, humanoid redhead form. Her skin is quite warm, yielding like soft clay to you. Your fingertips briefly leave imprints on her when you pull your hand back.

“Feeling more comfortable now?” you ask.
“Mmmhm,” she says, raising her arms over her head in a stretch. It makes it abundantly clear that she’s nude at the moment, her presently shapely ass shaking before you. “I’ve calmed down since the… accident. My skin always gets like this when I’m more relaxed.” She turns and presses a finger against her breast, dipping it into her skin up to the knuckle, then removing it, the flesh bouncing back into place. She giggles, making a number of splashes of a rainbow of color pour out from her hair like blots of ink.

Only now do you catch yourself admiring her body. Her “natural” form was certainly appealing, a sort of lovely Frankenstein of the finest parts of women. “It’s funny how you always manage to look so hot no matter what skin you’re in.”
She flutters her lashes at you. “Well, I was just thinking… it might be appropriate if we had our first time in my favorite shape… at least for starters. I don’t know how long I can keep my focus once you start… encouraging me.”