She was actually …kind of into it? She wasn’t sure what about the fangs was appealing - she’d always enjoyed vampire novels, but she’d never thought of it as anything too sexual - and it was still absolutely freaky that she had them, but she found her thoughts turning very crude very quickly. She’d been much too stressed to think about pleasure in the last couple weeks. It had been a while since she’d given herself the time. Barely even thinking, she locked the bathroom door and took a seat on the cold tile floor, leaning against the door. The cold marble was invigorating. She squirmed out of her pants and shoved a quasi-clawed hand down the front of her underwear. Just like the rest of her body, her clit was aching. She began to rub gentle circles around the sensitive little point, gradually building in speed and vigor. In less than a minute, she was at the brink of orgasm. But she couldn’t get the release she craved - her needy clit wanted more and more and more. It almost felt larger underneath her purple-clawed finger. She enlisted a second finger to assist in the rubbing - it was definitely longer than it was before. She was too occupied with how good it felt to think about how weird that was. She continued to rub circles, but then her hand discovered that the clit had engorged itself to the point that she could stroke it almost like a tiny dick. So she did. And it felt phenomenal. She stretched her ring finger down, trying to pick up some of her fluids to lubricate the whole operation, but instead made the discovery that her vaginal opening seemed to have closed up. That was jarring enough to get her to stop masturbating. She looked down at her own parts and almost screamed. Not only had all of the skin around her crotch turned a concerning shade of lilac, but her clit was almost long enough to be better described as a dick, and her vaginal lips had almost completely receded. As if on cue, an immense pain shot through Laina’s abdomen - like a period cramp amped up a thousand percent. With a sickening gurgle, she watched as two round masses dropped out of where her vaginal cavity used to be, forming what one could only call a ballsack. Then her clit shuddered, and finished its transformation into a cock. It was erect, and a pretty average 5 inches. But it was attached to her, and it was purple. She was absolutely revolted at the state of her crotch, but she still hadn’t gotten her orgasm. Reluctantly, she touched the sensitive shaft and began to pump. It felt incredible. She got her orgasm.
Then she stood up and washed her hands. The purple was beginning to creep outwards, staining her fingertips the same dark purple as the nails. Then she pulled her underwear back on. The bulge was almost kinda funny, pushing against the pastel pink stripes. It certainly looked out of place on her feminine form. Out of place, but kinda hot, if she was being totally honest with herself.
She was changing, and she wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
But at this point she was certain - she was becoming her ttrpg character. She knew what the end result would be, and she knew she wasn't done.