As he tasted his girlfriend's lips... they tasted like every delicious fruit at once... Eric felt something strange entering him. It was magic... wild, fertile magic... and it would change him and the world forever.
"Vic? Victoria? What's..." he stammered.
She smiled at his weak attempts to make sense of the situation. Soon, he would understand completely. "Velistia. I am Velistia. Shhh... kneel before me, and drink. Drink of your goddess." As she spoke, a few droplets of pure white milk leaked from her exposed nipple.
Helpless, Eric sank to his knees and wrapped his strengthening arms around the goddess' midsection as he hungrily began to suck on her milk. She giggled at his eagerness; males were so cute when they were in rut. His tool was already harder than it had ever been, and as he drank more and more of the magical milk, his body began to expand, muscles swelling to larger, animal proportions. His clothes began to quietly rip and tear slowly at the seams, unable to stay on his transforming body. His golden hair and beard flourished, lengthening slightly as fur the same color began to grow on his exposed skin.
At last, he stopped nursing and cried out as the magic flared up within him, transforming him in a surge of magic and pure pleasure.
"Change," she whispered in his ear as his humanity was lost. "Become my creature, my beast, my golden..."