Anna comforted Joe as he changed. He didn't have the distraction of sex, so he felt everything. But Anna stayed by his side, holding his paw and offering sympathetic words as he changed. The change wasn't too surprising. He had seen Anna, so he knew what to expect. But he was very shocked when his testicles retreated into his body, his former scrotum formed a vagina and uterus, and his dick shrank to a small clit.
"What the hell? " said Joe, in an increasingly higher pitched voice.
Anna patted his hand. "Don't worry about it, dear. I am sure we can get it back later. For now, just relax and let it run its course, whatever it may be."
It was over soon after. Anna helped Joe to stand on his new hind paws, and he stumbled over to a mirror. He was shocked by his appearance. He had beautiful long black hair stretching down his back, bright yellow eyes, a long muzzle with sharp teeth, tawny brown fur, a thin waist with wide hips, and an ample bosom. And a vagina, of course.
"So how did this happen?" asked Joe.
"It must be the Lioness perfume. I used some before we made love, and it fell all over you just before you changed," said Anna. She ran over and grabbed the bottle for Joe to examine. Joe winced as he caught a whiff of the perfume. The previously arousing odor now smelled repulsive. But he was able to read the label.
"It says here that the change is temporary, but we are stuck like this for two days. What the hell will we do for two days?" said Joe angrily.
"Oh, I can think of a few things. For one, we didn't get to finish our fun, "said Anna.
Joe scoffed." I don't have a dick anymore, Anna. How do you expect me to please you?"
Anna smiled. "You don't need a dick for that. There is more than one way to skin a cat. Here, let me show you, " said Anna, as she led Joe over to the couch.
Anna sat Joe down, and spread his legs wide. She leaned forward and began to tease his pussy with her long tongue. She reached up and massaged one of his breast with one hand. Joe moaned in pleasure. It felt so good, but it was wrong. He reached down and tried to push Anna away. But Anna was not to be denied. She griped his thighs with both hands tightly. She leaned forward and began to move her tongue more rapidly, twisting it along his clit. Joe felt weak as pleasure washed over him. His pushes became pathetically feeble. Now encouraged by his response, Anna redoubled her efforts, driving her fingers into his wet cunt as she continued to twist his clit with her curled tongue. Finally, he came in a wave of orgasmic bliss.
He looked at Anna with satisfaction. "This is going to be a great weekend," said Joe.
"I'll say. But right now you have some work to do. You need to finish what you started. It's my turn, " said Anna, as she thrust her crotch towards his face.