Kayla stared at me, resting her hand on her cheek.
“What do you mean?” She said.
“You know, you said you would do some adjustments, what would they be?”
Talking with new teeth was like walking with new shoes, but worse was even trying to talk with two great weights heaving on my chest. I could feel them shake with every gesture, and heave with every breath. That was just something I had to get used to for the duration.
Kayla looked at the phone, a devilish grin expanding across her face, but It receded as fast as it came. She deliberated over the phone, leaning in with a more conciliatory tone.
“You know I love you, right?” She smirked.
I raised an eyebrow at the comment, something I couldn’t do before, and something else I would have to get used to.
“It's just,” she continued, toying with a menu “we can do a lot of things to your body, and not all of them we had discussed before. I don’t want to upset you.”
“I know you are a furry.” I responded, trying to look at the screen. She snapped the phone away, and I let out an involuntary squee. That wasn’t new.
“Oh it's worse than that,” she sighed, shielding the phone against her chest. Despite the anxiety, there was the start of a malevolent grin bubbling beneath the surface. “Some of the stuff I like is a little fresh, and a lot of it involves one of us having all of the cards. I don’t want you to… Well, I don't want it to send you running.”
“Give over, you moo.” I said, dismissing her with a dainty gesture. “Kay, I know that we both have some sexual interests neither of us have even thought about discussing, all couples do. I am nothing if not curious, and slightly aroused.”
I was being very honest, especially with that last line. The very idea of her being into something heinous sent a tingle down my spine, and a more than that in my panties. I looked at her grin, but despite it's malevolence there was something in there I deeply trusted, on a fundamental level. I knew that she never wanted to get rid of me, and no matter what she would do to me the changes would reflect that. I sighed, grinning back at her.
“Up the clock to six hours from transformation, after that I return to normal regardless.” I clarified, lying resplendent before her. “After that, do as you will.”
She squeed, nodded, gave me a kiss, and then dove back into the phone. I gulped, feeling a sudden unease about the situation.