“W-wha...” Rachael couldn’t form words, let alone sentences, she was past her breaking point. She was freaking out, “what the hell is this place!?” She yelled, it was too quiet over the loud music for anyone outside of the small space she was in to hear, but some did. A woman came up behind her,
“Honey,” she said in a very southern accent, Rachael turned around and saw a woman with wings instead of arms, and a beak instead of a mouth, covered in feathers, “it’s gon’ be alright, we all worry at the start,”
“B-b-but...” Rachael said, then finally, she snapped, “I didn’t agree to any of this! I didn’t want to be with all this, it’s weird, it’s strange, it’s downright scary, I can’t deal with it!!” She yelled, more people hearing, all sympathising. Then Rachael heard from afar,
“It’ll be over in a moment, it’s starting,”
“H-Huh..?” Rachael said to herself, wiping a tear away with her dark hands... dark hands!?
Rachael looked at her hands, her usually pale skin, it was getting darker, and it was getting a little coarser. Her skin seemed to be fairly light, but not white anymore. She felt her face changing, her cheeks moved around, her face became less pointy, she felt her lips become a little larger, her nose lengthened up and forward, but narrowed. Her eyes became larger. Her body, it was slim, but a little thicker in terms of muscle, her usually slim figure was altered, becoming a little more muscular, the beginning signs of a six pack showing. Her butt grew too, naturally a little bigger, as were her hips to match it, not a lot, only a few inches, but there. Her breasts, which she was happy only grew to just under B cups as a teenager as to not attract unwanted attention, grew. They added one or two cup sizes, her nipples also darkened and became a little more mature, more sensitive also.Her hair was next, it was usually straight, but it became curlier. It also became black, and it grew, all the way down her back to her enlarged butt.. Then her clothes began to change, her shortsleeved shirt changed into that of like a crop top, but it seemed to be made from scratch, fixed together with a variety of different materials. The same applied for her jeans, it formed into a similar looking skirt, it covered her from her waist to her knees. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath anymore. She looked down, her breasts were made visible in the crop top, her enlarged nipples tented it too. She hated it more than she could describe. With every small movement, her nipples rubbed on the fabric, not to mention they were also slightly pleasurable, which Rachael hated.
“See, it wasn’t so bad? Right?” The bull man asked, “plus, that’s not too much to deal with, for your first time that’s surprising,” he finished. But Rachael didn’t have time to comprehend what he said, she was focussed on another new feeling. Similar, but different. More intense on some levels.
“I think you spoke too soon,” someone next to the bull man said to him, Rachael didn’t get a look at him as he said this. She was changing again.