The low sound of groaning coming through the intercom. Emitting from the tinny speaker was the sound of what she’s pretty sure was Caroline’s voice. She seemed barely able to string a few words together, still Jennifer eventually deciphered her saying. “Jenny. Thank god you’re here… I need help, please…” she went back to moaning right after.
Jennifer dashed up the stairs in a panic. It sounded like she was in real trouble. Whatever jealousy or irritation she was feeling toward Caroline melted away in the face of helping a friend in need. She fished her phone out to make any emergency calls she’d need when she got to her.
She plowed through the open door, not questioning through the adrenaline why Caroline had left it open. When she made it inside, she shuffled and nearly tripped. Right on the other side of the entrance was Caroline’s yellow sundress and shoes lying on the floor.
In the dimly lit appartement, she found Caroline. She was lying spread on the couch, back facing the door. She was stripped completely nude and panting heavily. It was then she saw the pleasured expression on her beautiful face, caught the whiff of sex on the air… and something more too. Caroline wasn’t in pain. Quite the opposite it looked like. “Jenn! I don’t know what’s happening to me.” she mewled as she looked over her shoulder. “Look at this…”
Jennifer, confused and curious, still a little concerned as well, stepped forward cautiously. The closer she got, the more she inhaled that unusual aroma. It was salty and yet cool and soothing, like the ocean concentrated. It was almost hypnotic. “Of course, but you’re scaring me a little Carrie… what are you doing?”
She blinked her eyes several times as she could see Caroline from the side on. Caroline looked different, she was already looking a little different when they separated at the bar, but it was much more evident now. She had a goddess-like rack, rising and falling pert and proud as she clutched onto one for dear life, her delicate fingers pinching and twisting at one erect and pink nipple. Her lean and slim midriff below that trailed down to a slick and dripping womanhood which she was also working with her other hand in a frenzy. Most noticeable of all, as the unnatural addition of bright yellow scales blossoming out of her luscious thighs.
“Caroline?!” Jennifer jumped to action, kneeling down next to the prone woman. “What happened to your legs?”
“Would you be mad if I said I don’t know?” Caroline panted, even now shamelessly stroking her hot and juicy folds without any concern for her audience. In fact… Caroline was hoping that Jennifer would jump her and pin her to the couch right now. Even then, she groaned as she felt another wave of tension releasing through her body. This time, Jennifer could watch as her short bob hair darkened beyond its usual black, lustrous and shiny. Her cheeks blushed, even as more of those golden-yellow scales brushed her facial features. Her ears ripped and split before morphing into fin-like protrusions while her eyes flashed and their brown irises were rendered glittering gold.
“Caroline! Your eyes!” Jennifer began. “Their… their really pretty actually, but they’re not yours!”
“They are now… I guess.” Caroline answered, surprisingly at peace now with what’s happening to her. “Besides… I think it’s an improvement!” Caroline began to massage her pussy with renewed vigor, her legs stretching as they began to ripple and morph. Jennifer gasped as she watched her friend’s legs twist together like a big trunk, any gap separating them was smoothed out. A web of yellow and gold erupted across the new smooth and sinuous limb, dark black and bronze scales running across them and creating accents. They were not contained to the lower body either, they crept up her waist and along her back and shoulders, on her hands and forearms as well.
“Jenn… this is fucking amazing. I feel so… fucking… gorgeous. It’s like I’ve been sleeping walking all this time, and something just clicked, y’know?” Caroline sounded like she was in rapture as her feet spread down into a big and regal looking tailfin. She didn’t pause her self pleasure, even as her genitals reoriented to accommodate her new anatomy.
She let out a relieved sigh, her back slumping into the couch as she rode out what looked to be a very satisfying climax. That sweet, oceany nectar Jenn was fascinated by was flowing out of her, suffusing the whole room.
“Carrie…” Jenn reached out to touch Caroline’s tail. She was surprised to find it warm and silken, rather than wet and slimy as expected. She gasped as her limb twitched and slithered under her fingers.
“Jenn…” Carrie smiled at her friend hungrily. She brought a delicate hand to her chin, her gold lips curling into a smile. “I still need your help, please?” She cooed.
Jennifer decided to…