A few moments after you epiphany, the tigress flicks her tail and it rubs up against your muzzle. At that moment, the feline hormones pumping through your blood cause an impulse reaction. Letting your instincts guide you, you find yourself mounting the tigress in a knee-bent position placing no pressure on her body. Your human side screams trying to get you to stop, but instead you let out a loud snarl noticing that the tigress is allowing you to come close enough to touch her. Becoming erect, you grip her by the back of the neck, assuring both you and her are in the correct position and the feline intromission commences. As you reach your peak, and release your now panthera tigris seed into her, your human mind is only an echo of the past. You let out a sharp roar as the tigress yowls under you. The next thing you know she strikes you with a paw leaving you with a superficial scratch.
For the next 20-30 minutes you wonder around the habitat marking your territory, finding your way back to the tigress, who then nuzzles your chin. Lying down next to her, you flick your tail, and yawn wondering when she will be ready to have another go.
In the distance three figures watch as you sit with your newly found mate.