Carrie chose feather, and suddenly she started growing them all over her body. Mostly her arms, but also on her back and legs. Her hands were lost forever as her arms transformed into tawny wings. Her fingers stretched out, feathers appearing on them. Soon Carrie was flapping her wings around frantically, as her transformation continued.
The feathers on her back ran down her spine to her lower body. Her feet became more muscled, and hard. Not quite scaled, but certainly not smooth anymore. Her toes melted together into three long claws, complete with dangerous talons. Another claw shot from the heel of her foot. The feathers continued to push through her skin until there wasn't an inch of pink skin left to be seen on Carrie's legs. She had veritable chicken (really more like hawk) legs. Carrie noticed that her genitals were lost in a mess of feathers. But after shifting her legs a bit, she felt her pussy.
As arousal built, Carrie's ears became pointed, and her hair fell out and was replaced by long red feathers. And then the arousal was cut off when pain rocked her body. Carrie cried out as her lips and mouth felt funny. Well actually she squawked in pain. Her teeth started falling out, and she couldn't move her lips. They felt so hard, and then the started to push out from her face. Carrie watched as a golden beak extended from her face.
And when everything was over, Jill, Mary and Judy stared in shock as the new harpy started to flutter around the room on her wings. She frequently bumped into things, but soon Carrie was able to stay airborne.
"This isn't so bad." she thought, unable to produce any sound other than a screech or squawk.
"Um... guess it's my turn again." Mary said, watching Carrie fly into the ceiling and walls. She completely forgotten about her own changes, and nearly yelped when her hand reached down for the dice and touched her horsecock.
Her touch renewed interest, but Mary fought her urge to start stroking the shaft. She snatched the dice, and rolled.