"So you mean," said Scott, "that I can come back to my life - my human life I mean - if I so choose?" He was still trying to figure out this whole idea of changing forms. He'd thought the online surveys were just for fun when he'd taken them, but Dr. Greggor had put an end to those innocent dreams. The reality was this was a once in a lifetime opportunity.
"That's right," came the Dr.'s reply. "As you can see from the contracts before you, there are varying lengths of transformation. These are are most commonly accepted ones."
Scott looked them over carefully. Up until now he had worked as a paralegal, so he knew a bit about contracts. He'd been reading them over for about five minutes now. Really, there was hours worth of material to read over, but the thought of Trevor wouldn't leave his mind. When Dr. Greggor had first told Scott all about the transformations, the process, and the benefits, Scott was reluctant. Although he'd dreamed of being a big cat all his life, the reality of the event was a little much to take in. Then the Dr. introduced him to the pride - and Trevor.
Trevor had been transformed into a lion nearly a year ago. He was an average lion with light golden fur and a light brown shaggy mane. The sight of him set Scott drooling. But there was a problem with Trevor's pairing. When he had been transformed, they had wanted him to assume not only roles in pornographic films (which he was happy to comply with), but also to service the pride females. They knew Trevor was strongly gay before the transformation, but they thought that the animal instincts and female pheromones would be enough to encourage him to mate with the lionesses, but it wasn't - and the lady customers were getting insistant. To make matters worse, Trevor had signed on for the rest of his life. He had signed away everything to the corporation and there was nothing to go back to, even if there was a sample of his DNA saved. It had been discarded when he signed to stay permanently.
Scott's brow furrowed. "Uh, Doc? Do you mind brining Trevor in here. I want to ask him a few questions."
"Sure thing. Understand, he can't speak. Any quesions you have to ask him will have to be something he can answer without words."
He nodded. "Got it."
With that, the Doctor in the tan uniform opened the door to the lion den chambers and called Trevor over. The waiting lion was still standing nervously - not yet laying down for the nightly cat nap. The door was a bit small, but he manged to squeeze through. When he did, Trevor saw Scott turned around in his swivel chair. He looked Scott in the eye, only to see the other male stareing him down. He looked away quickly. Then his eyes drifted toward Scott's manhood which tented in his pants.
"I see why the lionesses have been on edge." Scott said. Trevor just sat down, avoiding eye contact. "I have a couple of questions for you Trevor. Just a few. Do you mind?"
The lion shrugged.
"Alright. I want to make sure you know something about me. This is something that the folks here offering me the transformation knew even before they brought me here. I want to be sure you're OK with this stuff. I'm bi. Do you know that?"
Trevor nodded, looking back up at Scott. He was an attractive man with dark black skin and braided shoulder length hair. He looked somewhat African already.
"When it comes to sex, I'm a bit dominating. I know sometimes prides have more than one male, but I would expect you to submit to me - and I don't just mean sexually, although I mean that too. I will not be a dictator, but I will be in charge. I will expect you to submit to me the same way the females do. If that's not what you want, I know these people will be more than happy to find someone else for you. I'm even sure they could do it quickly. They're too well organized not to have a plan B. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
The lion looked away slightly and nodded.
"Is that OK with you? Is this what you want?"