Amanda stared at Jen, and even as Jen watched she could see her power changing Amanda's mind, a flush of something other then fear and surprise reddening her cheeks.
Looking either way, Amanda quickly grabbed Jen and pulled her into the girl's washroom and the empty handicap stall, "What, are, you, doing?" Each word stated with force despite the quiet Amanda tried to keep them at, not wanting to be heard, to be found, dealing with the fear, and the excitement, the sudden, almost sexual excitement the strange intense stare Jennifer was giving her was causing within her.
"I think I'm transforming you." The answer, the statement was almost breathless, Jen's face flushing as she saw Amanda's start to redden in a new way, as her friend's hair started redden from the roots, or was it because it was growing, both? Concentrating so much on Amanda Jen didn't notice her own hands moving over her crotch, kneading herself through her pants, unzipping and pulling down her pants as the fuzzing, blackening, clawed hands of her friend grabbed her shoulders, "Jennifer, what's happening? What's going on?"
Amanda knew she should be more scared, more frightened, and while she was scared, she felt warm, hot, excited as Jennifer continued to stare, as her friend apparently was transforming her into some Thing, something with fur, with claws. She shivered, releasing Jen and looking away, gently biting her lip as her canines grew into true canine teeth, or at least vulpine. Pulling down her own pants, her panties as well, just to try to relieve some of the building heat, tossing her shirt and bra on top before shoving the whole pile into a corner even as some part of her thanked that her fingers, her clawed, padded, paw-like fingers were still dexterous enough to do so without tearing things open or apart.
Jennifer could only rub her suddenly soaking panties and try to stay standing with the other as she watched her friend disrobe, as she watched Amanda strip in a way she couldn't help find sexy, as the clothing was discarded, as her friend's very humanity was slowing being discarded, red lustrous but short fur replaced clothing and human form, no, not replace, enhanced, even as she watched her friend's pawish hands cup growing breasts, feeling down her abdomen as muscle became more defined and new breasts appeared, not matching the ones above but lifting and trying.
Watching as her best friend became a beast friend, as a human of near equal height to Jennifer gained half a foot in height and another in ear. Watching as Amanda seemed to subconsciously give her her own private strip dance, showing off her new tail even as it finished growing, black tip waving side to side with her hips. Watching and rubbing as Amanda reached out and pulled her almost violently into her, whispering into her ear, "God, Jennifer" a moan, she couldn't tell whose, as she felt her panties get pulled down and drop to the floor, "Whatever you've done, I'm going to pay you back a hundred fold."
A furry black lipped muzzle filled Jennifer's view as Amanda's tongue filled her mouth, formally brown eyes a vibrant emerald now filled with lust staring, leering as Jennifer reached herself, and embraced, a hand grabbing feverishly into her friend's now voluminous rose red locks, the other the small of the large vixen's back as said vixen's own black velvet furred paw-hands rubbed the back of her neck, and her suddenly exposed breast.
Jennifer blinked, pulling back in surprise slightly and watched as Amanda's hand-paw came away with both her bra and shirt. Amanda's smiling muzzle, smirking muzzle, coming in for another kiss as she dropped the clothing to the floor, hand behind her head, the other...
Jennifer was sure she was as red as Amanda as her hand was guided by the vixen to her hot, dripping slit, her furred, dangling orbs, and exposed red cock standing proud from her new sheath, and Amanda gently kissed Jennifer as Jennifer's face filled with lust and her vagina filled with anthropomorphic Vulpine member.
Thus Amanda was almost caught with surprise when Jennifer jumped, using her gymnastic skills to wrap her legs and arms around her, deepening the kiss as her weight pulled the two into the stall wall with a slam. Driving her rod deeper between the warm walls of the human before her with a moan that only grew in intensity as Amanda's knot locked the two together.
Strong furred arms lifted Jennifer up and down as Amanda spun the two around to rest against the quieter brick wall, a giggle escaping between muffled moans, and Jennifer felt some wet spots as Amanda's breasts and teats rubbed up against her. Hot spunk filling Jennifer as the two screamed their climax's into the other's mouth through their kiss, before Amanda sat them down onto the toilet.
Unsteadily, Jennifer tries to stand only to be stopped by Amanda's yip of pain, "Don't, don't move, I think we just need to sit for a bit."
And so they did, waiting for the knot to soften, waiting to figure out what to say to the other, and to see if they would be discovered.
Jennifer almost wanted to be discovered.