As Draco and Susan get into bed, Susan lays in front of Draco so he could hold her. Draco wraps his arms around Susan as she brings the covers over them. As he pulls her in tight, his sheath and balls keep getting twisted in Susan’s night gown.
“Are you okay back there?” she whispers.
“I think so, I’m just getting caught up on your pajamas.” Draco replies.
Susan reaches under and pulls the bottom of her night gown up above her waist. She then bushes her butt back into Draco’s sheath, “This should help.” She whispers back.
“But what if I…” Draco is cut off back Susan shaking her butt.
“If I didn’t want you there, I would have left the gown down.” She replies. “If something happens, it happens.” Draco nods as the two of them slowly fall asleep.
Close to the morning, Draco wakens up to find Susan wiggling around. He looks at he and sees that she is awake. “Are you okay?”
“I think so.” Susan replies. “I just feel wired in my chest.”
Susan then sits up, taking off her night gown. Draco sits up next to her. Susan then moans softly as she grabs at her breasts.
Draco look intently at Susan’s breasts as he could hear Susan’s skin stretching. Her budding nipples stretch wider and become firmer. Her breasts themselves start to push out, into a cone before rounding. Susan gasps as the breasts grow into her hands.
“I guess I will change if I drink from you.” she tells Draco with heavy breaths.
Draco looks in disbelief. His nearly flat chested friend now has two rounded breasts. They were still small, fitting on her body well, but they were there.
“I didn’t mean to…” Draco stats before Susan places a finger on his muzzle.
“I was the one wanting to do this.” Susan says, still out of breath from the rapid change. “And I will do it again. Our families will understand. Rather I become a hybrid too or my body just changes to work better with yours. I don’t care. Don’t you get it. I love you, you hair ball.”
Draco was in shock. She loves me, he thought. All he could do is says the first thing in his mind. “I love you too.”
Susan hugs Draco, pressing her new breasts on him. They felt nice to Draco against his fur. Be he knew in the back of his mind; this is not the end.