I take a risk and call.

'OK. Let's just do this,' I said to my empty living room, the place now filled with the new furniture I had ordered on my first shopping spree. I transformed into the person she had met that first, crazy night, then clicked Charlotte's entry in my phone and I could hear it ringing. She didn't pick up after the second call, so I just sat there, feeling a little dejected and disappointed. I made a lonely dinner, a ready-meal from my freezer and sat down in front of my new laptop to enjoy a show. No sooner had I finished did my phone start to ring. It was her. She was calling me back. My nerves came back to me and I felt my stomach drop in apprehension. I picked up the phone and swiped the green circle to one side.

'Hello?' I was met with silence. I could hear her breathing. 'Hey, thanks for calling me back.' I waited.

'Hey, John. Can we meet?' She finally replied. She sounded flustered and uncomfortable. I quickly gave my answer.

'Of course, where and when?'

'Tonight, my place is fine. Can you come now?'

'Yes, I'll be there within the hour.' She hung up before I could say any more, so I rushed around to get ready and leapt into my car. I was there within 40 minutes and I rang the bell. After a few moments, she opened the door. We stared at each other for a good 30 seconds. She was wearing a comfortable looking red, tartan shirt and a short, black pleated skirt. Her legs were bare underneath, and she was without socks, too, so I had an uninterrupted view of her creamy thighs all the way down to her small feet. She sheepishly let me inside and poured us some coffee. We sat down together and I waited, sipping away, uncomfortable in the pregnant silence. Sitting opposite to her on the sofa, her skirt was short enough to expose her panties a little if she angled her legs in a certain way and I saw she had a soft, white pair on. Very nice and cute looking.

She finally spoke up, directly addressing the elephant in the room. 'What I saw the other day was improbable at best. Impossible to my knowledge, but I saw it happen with my own eyes so, I can't deny it or forget it. By the way, thanks for give me some time before trying to get in touch, I appreciate that.' I nodded and let her continue. 'I've thought about the whole thing and I have a few more conditions if you want "us" to be a thing. To add to that, I'm still not completely sure about this whole situation. You'll have to be patient with me.' Her eyes wandered a bit, studying my face and body. 'I want to see the real you, first of all.'

I was ready for this and stood up and closed the curtains, ready to transform. 'It's a bit weird but actually, the real me isn't completely there anymore. I can show you my "natural" state, now, if you like? It's quite close to the original me, just a few minor changes, really.' She considered this a moment and seemed satisfied with the idea. She gestured I should continue with her elegant hand. I thought 'reset' and my body shrank into the ground. I had practised this so much by now that the transition phase was only a few seconds long. She looked so shocked while I was in the slime form and I realised I could still sense her there, although 'see' would be an overstatement. Less than ten seconds later, I was my 'default' self, albeit improved from the 'original' me. After the initial shock wore off, she stood up and walked around me, seeing my clothes no longer fit my frame, how out of place they looked, made it feel so much more real. I could see a thought forming in her eyes as she looked me up and down, but she didn't share it with me, yet.

'Ok, from now on, I want you to stay that way around me, where possible,' she told me. 'It's weird right now but I feel more comfortable knowing you're not all fake. Plus, what the hell, how many transformations can you do? What are the limits?'

'Honestly, I haven't found the limits yet, want me to show you a few things? I'd need to get naked first, though, so, if you're uncomfortable...' She gestured to continue again with her small hand before I could finish. I stripped naked, and she jumped a little seeing that my cock was smaller than before. Still, big but not ridiculously huge. 'Remember the wings?' I asked.

'Yeah, they were really... beautiful.' She stammered a little.

'That's nothing. Watch this.' I became a slime again and after a little while, my new body began to appear. This time I had the large, powerful wings and tail, but now my whole body took on the shape of a large bird of prey, towering nearly two meters tall, my talons gripping the floor beneath me. I had my wings tucked away but, just for show, I opened them a little, and they filled the room with some to spare. She came right up to me and stroked the feathers around my chest area.

'You're beautiful,' she gasped. 'The feathers under your wings are so soft and warm. Show me more!' She was getting excited.

'Ok, get ready for this one, but don't freak out, ok?' I didn't wait for an answer and my wings began to disappear. Slime time and then there I stood, a copy of herself. I tried imitating her movements a little and the uneasiness made her shake her head.

'Wow!' She exclaimed, now wide-eyed and red in the cheeks. 'Have you been practising this transformation without my consent?' She asked kind of seriously but her voice betrayed her thoughts.