"Look, no offense, and I know you're... really... REALLY... into this... but I can't... this is too weird for me." He slowly backs away as Mary writhes in pleasure. "I really think you should change back now, Mary. This isn't right."
"Mrrrr... noooo..." Mary moans, slowly opening her eyes. "I'll dooo what I please, thank yooou very much. If yoooou're not gooing tooo try one, then... then get out."
"Look, I don't... I don't think you should be left alone like this, if you hurt yourself, what are you... how are you going to deal with that?" Rob folds his arms at his chest.
"I'm not gooooing to hurt myself... ooohhh..." Mary breathes heavily, calming down some and sitting up on the couch. "Man, that was gooood. Hmmm.... nooo hands... Rob, I want mooooooore."
"WHAT?!" Rob shakes his head. "No. You are not going to get me to... no. No no no no."
"Please, Rob... I have no fingers... I need you to..."
"No! This is sick! This is wrong! And whatever that stuff is, you're getting addicted to it or something! And what happens when you keep sucking it down, and you completely become a cow or something? I'm not going to be responsible for that! Nor am I going to take care of a cow who used to be my neighbor!"
"Just a little moooooooore.... it feels soooo wonderful.... please?" She pleads, getting up and clumsily pawing at his chest with her hooves. "I can't dooo it myself... I need you..."
"No! The only one of those things I'm grabbing for you is the human female one and turning you back to normal! And then we're throwing that thing in the trash!"
"NO!!" Mary bellows, and pushes him hard. He slams into the wall, and slumps to the floor. "They're MINE! They were sent to ME! I'll dooooo whatever I want with them! Not yooooou!"
"Urmph..." Rob moans in pain. He's not sure what, but he heard something crack. A rib, perhaps? He feels his chest, to make sure. No, just his cellphone. But his ankle is throbbing, twisted. "Mary... I... oww..."
The anger slowly fades from her eyes, and she kneels down. "Rob? Rob, I'm sorry, I... I just... I got soooo mad... I didn't mean to hurt yoooou..."
"Those things are making you dangerous, Mary... aahhh.... oww... you have to... please... just... go back to normal before you hurt someone else... or yourself..."
"But..." Mary stammers, unsure. The guilt of hitting Rob weighs heavily on her, he didn't deserve that. He's just concerned, and she lashed out at him like a stupid animal. But she loves this feeling, this euphoric feeling of shifting flesh and changing species.