Dr. Jay insisted on studying the two new arrivals immediately.
The doorway proved too difficult. While Alana might have been able to contort through and stoop down to fit inside, Nala was too wide (six feet tall to the shoulder and four feet across).
Instead they went around to the workshop, which was a converted garage. Jay began toting out tools and equipment.
Danni went inside, and found Casey in Jay's office.
She was seated in her power chair. Huntington's had attacked her balance and fine muscle control first, leaving her too unsteady to walk even with support.
The woman was frail, looking much older than her 35 years. Her disease had robbed her of taste and smell, and depression left her with little appetite.
Pale skin from spending all her time indoors, with frown lines marking her otherwise pretty face. Her last vanity was her hair, long straight chestnut tresses falling to her lower back. She looked up as Danielle entered.
Danni had only known her for two months, but in candid moments others at the sanctuary said the light had gone out in Casey's blue eyes. This seemed like a good (though sad) description. There was a sense that she wasn't focused on you, of disinterest.
That wasn't the case today. She fixed her eyes on Danni, taking in again the size of the transforming woman.
'How do you feel?' she asked Danielle.
Danni sat down on the loveseat in the office. 'Honestly, way too good. I feel strong and really horny. Claustrophobic too, not sure if I'll be able to spend much time indoors - especially if Alana's size is the norm.'
Casey's eyes widened as the last part was said. 'Wait, how big is Alana?'
'Shi just came back fully changed, I'd say easily nine feet tall and solid as a bulldozer. Jay is checking hir out in the workshop.'
Casey nodded. 'Jay's a step ahead of me then. He's not just interested in the science, he's looking to save me.'
'It's the same reason why all these new transformations aren't a magic medical cure. They don't get rid of a disease already there, or worse they send it into overdrive during the change. I need something that will stop my Huntington's from producing more mutant proteins and get rid of those already made. My doctor's say I already have enough produced and floating around to kill me. We have a lot of options for the first part, most of the more extreme animal hybrid transformations would work. The problem is the rogue proteins I already have.'
'Jay is thinking what I'm thinking, this infection definitely would take me far enough away from humanity to fix the cause, and it might just make me big enough to survive what I already have. Dilute what is in my system with an extra quarter ton of bulk.'
'I have a year left at most, my progression is attacking muscular control faster than is typical. This would be kill or cure for me.'
Danielle was speechless. Casey had never talked about her illness at all before, let alone this bluntly.
'The only contender we had until now was Fuckbeast, and to me being a mindless sex crazed animal would be just death in a different form.'
'I'm sorry to lay that all on you. I just want you to understand what Jay and I are really focused on, and why he doesn't care about the escaped animals as much as he should.'
'Maybe tell me more what it is like, do you feel like you are losing yourself?'
Danielle reflected for a moment. 'No, if anything I feel like I am gaining something. As I change more I can sense the animals; their moods, even what they are doing. I'm becoming a part of something bigger than myself. Like right now I can feel Alana tolerating being poked and prodded, but shi would rather find me and fuck me until I finish changing. I want hir to do it, and shi can feel that too.'
'I've definitely lost all inhibitions and modesty, not sure if I'm even capable of worrying anymore either. So damn horny too. If I start thinking about sex, it speeds up.'
'Hold on, watch.'
Danni closed hir eyes, and started slowly stroking hit erection. It didn't take long for changes to start manifesting.
Hir hands rippled, fingers thickening and palms widening. Hir free hand was palm up on hit thigh, discolored shapes appeared, quickly darkening and purring out into soft leathery pads. Fur sprouted and spread as hir finger nails popped off bloodlessly, pushed off by the emergence of long white claws.
Danni stopped hirself short of climax, hir hands were now big feline handpaws, with thick glossy black fur extending most of the way to hir elbows.
Casey was wide eyed. 'Thanks Danni, why don't you go find Alana. I have a lot to think about.'
Danielle got up and walked out, a bounce in hir step and long tail bobbing behind.
Casey's eyes were fixed on a wet spot on the cheap vinyl of the sofa.