"They can have their fun out there," Jess muttered. "I've got other ways of amusing myself." Her fingers danced across the tops of the vials as she closed her eyes. When her hand landed on the next vial, she picked it up and looked at the label. It was a picture of a sheep. Jess shivered as she imagined the feeling of soft wool covering her body...but why imagine when she can feel it for real?
Before she knew it, half of the vial was oozing down her throat. It was thick and tasted rather like fresh grass. She felt a wave of tingles spread across her body, but at first didn't find any evidence of changes. She pondered taking a few more sips, but then realized her skin was slowly darkening. Her complexion deepened into a heavy tan, then beyond. In another minute she had turned almost completely black from head to toe. During this time she had made her way to McCreedy's bathroom mirror, which was scummy around the edges from years without cleaning, but still usable. Her bright eyes stood out in stark contrast to her deep skin, but even those were turning black in the iris.
Soon white specks began to appear on her body. The wool slowly made its way out of newly formed follicles and caused a very pleasurable tingle Jess could barely stand. She rubbed her hands up her arms, feeling the stubble scrape her fingers. She went to make a soothing sigh, but the note was garbled with a stutter. She tested her voice, trying to coo several notes, and found that a distinct bleat was forcing its way into her speech patterns.
The growing wool began to curl up. Her skin was rapidly being covered by the brilliant white locks. It was growing from her wrists up her arms, all the way across her perfect body and down to her ankles. Her neck was filling up with fluff as well, and as she watched in the mirror, her dark hair was quickly shortening, bleaching into white and curling onto itself to match the rest of the wool. Her ears emerged from the tangles, now long and pointed. They stood out from her head in a perky manner, then folded themselves against her head as Jess' hands made another caressing sweep across her body.
At the base of her spine, Jess felt a tail push out. It was much different from her old curly pig tail. This was thicker, stubbier and had its own covering of wool. The wool was thick now, completely obscuring her skin and still growing. The curls upon curls made a very impressive coat that was incredibly soft and irresistibly cuddly. Jess couldn't help but hug herself while the transformation completed. The only think left to change was her nose, which flattened into her face. Its nostrils angled to form a V down to her upper lip. She looked over her cute face, rubbing her cottony wool.
"O-o-oh, this is ni-i-i-i-ce..." she bleated softly. She didn't care how silly her voice sounded. She was too caught up in the feeling of the warm wool coat that was all her own.