The doctor swallowed nervously as he watched her breasts swinging beneath her in her approach. "Um, Mark, you're um, very attractive but, are you sure this is you? The stone has obviously changed you. Maybe you should try to change back."
"Call me Marylite now. I need a good wyrdling woman's name. And don't be such a fun spoiler!" she said. "I'm me, just with every last drop of masculinity drained out and so much wonderful femininity poured in. I feel alive like I never have before! Bursting with energy and dripping with feminine sexuality! Here, let me show you..." Now she was on her knees before him, looking up into his eyes with a naughty smile as her dainty hands moved to undo his belt.
But still he hesitated. "Mark, we really should think more about this." he said.
Now she offered a angry little pout. "I don't want to think, doctor. I want to be fucked! I want to feel your manly power inside of me, your lust for my beauty, filling me and conquering me. I want you to have your way with me, ravage my glorious new tits and make me scream your name as you pound my pussy! Now are you going to take care of your patient's needs or not?"
Remor's cock was throbbing with desire for this slutty seductress, this perfect specimen of exotic womanhood that sat batting those hypnotic purple eyes at him, but, he couldn't do this! He knew she'd regret it once she turned back. She wasn't thinking clearly!
"Mark, we can't." he said as he pushed her aside and headed for the moonstone.
"Fine! she raged, then I'll just head outside and find a real man to fuck me!" She stood and made her way to the door, still naked.
Remor picked up the moonstone and hurried to her though. He took her hand and pressed it to her palm. "Please, Mark, try to change back!" he said.