You look over at the male lion, who is looking off into the distance, apparently not interested in you anymore. A low growl escapes your maw. He changed you into one of his lionesses, and now he's ignoring you. You get to your paws and pad over to him, growling. He looks up at you, looking completely uninterested. Your cubs are mewling and whining behind you. Suddenly, you feel your fur begin to recede. As this happens, your tail is sucked back into your body, getting shorter and shorter, until it's gone. Your muzzle pushes back into your face, fangs turning to regular teeth. Your ears become human-shaped and once again move to the side of your head. You feel a crick in your back and you're able to stand on two legs again. You're nearly nine feet tall and your head brushes the ceiling. However, your spine shortens as your feet hit the floor and grow back into human toes, claws receding Your arms are dropped to your sides and your paws change to human hands as well. All your body hair grows back and you feel your Dick come back out, making you male again.
You sweat nervously, human again, standing in the middle of the lion's cave. He pads over to the cubs and begins licking them. Then he turns and looks at you accusingly. He flicks his head towards the cave entrance, motioning you to go. You turn simply, stark naked, and walk out of the cave.
You pass by the spot of your transformation from earlier and see the tattered remains of your clothes. A pain jabs at your head and you see stars. Did that really just happen? Did you get turned into a lioness, give birth to cubs, and change back? You shake your head, passing it all off as a daydream, and begging walking again. Soon, you reach the divergence of paths and head back to the mansion. You are surprised to see a set of clothes laid out on the front steps of the mansion, all in your size. You hastily but all these on and walk back to your apartment, still wondering off what all just happened was an illusion.
When you get home, you hastily unlock your apartment and collapse on the couch as soon as you're inside. You flip on the TV and are dismayed to see a documentary about lions on. As the screen shows several shots of male lions, you feel a bulge rising in your pants. Looking down, you see, to your horror, that you have a major hard-on from the pictures of the male lions. You click off the TV and hang your head in your hands, wondering what is real and what is not.
Your stomach rumbles and you realize that you haven't eaten in a while. You get up off the couch and walk into your kitchen, pulling open the fridge and seeing it stocked with vegetables from your latest diet. For some reason, the thought of vegetables makes your stomach recoil and you instead open the meat drawer and pull out a package of raw hamburger. You're about to get out a pan to cook it in when you realize something: the meat looks appetizing enough as it is. You thrust your hand into the package and pull out a big handful of the meat. You stuff it into your mouth raw. It tastes amazing. You grab another gob of the meat and that raw too. Then, you thrust your face down and begin eating the hamburger no hands, blood and juice running down your chin. By the time all the meat is gone, you realize what you've done. Crying out in horror, you throw away the now-empty package and back away from the kitchen.
You decide to take a shower to clear your head. You head into the bathroom and strip, examining yourself in the mirror. You certainly look normal, but something isn't quite right about face. You lean into the mirror closer and realize that your eyes now have a very golden tint to it, and your pupils are slightly elongated, so they semi-resemble cat's eyes. You shake your head, dismissing all that has happened, and climb into the shower. As you wash, you feel a slight pressure at your butt, but it goes away. A few seconds later, you feel something brushing your ankles. Looking down over your shoulder, you scream when you realize that you have a lion's tail, fur slick and sopping wet from the shower. It flicks behind you back and forth lazily.
You quickly shut off the water and jump out of the shower, running to the mirror. You just manage to catch a glimpse of the end of it receding back into your body. It's as off it was never there at all. Moaning, you dress and go back out the living room, plopping down on the couch. "What's happening to me?" you cry to no one in particular.