You realize that the masseuse's petting is for the sole purpose of distracting you from your transformation . . . but you couldn't care less. Your masseuse's hands
feel so good against your fur.
You feel your teeth grow in your mouth, and your jaw automatically reshapes itself to compensate. Your face pushes out in a tigress's muzzle, and your eyesight
shifts as your eyes change from human to yellow cat's eyes.
Your tail continues to extend as the trainer works on your back. You feel very sleepy, and your mind fogs. You are aware that you're growing fur and claws, and
that your hands and feet are contracting upon themselves and forming the paws of a tigress. You are aware that you are losing your humanity with each passing
moment, but somehow you aren't worried. You begin to purr as the newly-grown fur on your back is petted once, twice, three times before your masseuse moves
on to your upper body.
You feel a slightly creepy sensation as your ears realign themselves to serve a your tigress's body better, but your mind doesn't comprehend the danger you're in,
so you ignore it, which is fine, because it goes away after a moment, like the prickly feeling in your muzzle did when your whiskers grew . . .
You begin to come out of the daze, almost completely transformed. You look over at Beth, and suddenly feel the full weight of the danger you're in.
Beth is completely transformed, and is gazing lazily at you. You can't help but wonder if she's still in there, or if her mind has been completely taken over by her
transformation.
As you feel the final changes in your own transformation, you . . .