After the beam of light hit her, Samantha felt a warm tingle spread throughout her body. Her back started to itch and her pants tightened uncomfortably. She wrenched her back when a searing pain shot up from the base of her spine.
"Oh jeez, I should have warned you," Tricia realized. "You're growing a tail, aren't you?"
"It's okay," Samantha grunted. She flexed the fingers on her right hand and Tricia saw a claw pop out of her index finger. She carefully cut a hole in the seat of her pants and soon a tail emerged, growing longer and longer. It was a little thicker than Tricia's tail and covered in sandy fur.
"Looks like a cat's tail, and those are definitely claws," Tricia said regarding Samantha's thickening hands. Before long, every inch of her body was covered in the same tan fur that was seen on her tail. The seams on the side of her waist couldn't contain her swelling figure, and ripped open several inches. The pants stayed on, however, and Samantha seemed to tolerate the discomfort. She seemed more concerned about removing her shirt.
Once it was off, Tricia realized why. Two stubby arms were emerging from her shoulder blades. These arms looked very strange, growing in an upside-down V shape without hands at the end. When they grew larger and black feathers emerged, Tricia's eyes lit up.
"A sphinx!" she exclaimed. "You're a sphinx! That's amazing!"
"More amazing than...(grunt)...a black and red cow-girl?"
"Well, sphinxes are more majestic than cows."
"If you don't mind, I'm trying to transform here," Samantha winced. She was balancing on one foot now, trying to remove her shoe. It was too late. The toe split open, revealing four thick feline claws. Soon the entire shoe was torn in half, and the other shoe quickly followed. All that was left for Samantha to do was to peel off her shredded socks, and the large feline hind paws stood firmly and freely upon the carpet.
Her face was the last thing to change. It was already covered in sandy fur, and now her nose was turning pink and triangular. Her lower face pulled forward by just a bit to form a half-feline muzzle. Her upper lip pinched in the center, creating a faint impressed line that ran up to her nose. Inside her mouth, her tongue became rough and her teeth sharpened. Her eyes turned yellow with slit pupils and furry cat ears grew out of her black hair. Her hair, which had started out with lush waves, changed to be perfectly straight and gained a dazzling shine akin to an Egyptian goddess. It fell to her lower back, just a bit longer than before.
The major changes completed themselves. Her wings became large enough to possibly lift her entire body into the air and her legs and arms gained the lean yet powerful muscles of a feline. Her waist and chest were thinner than before, however, and her breasts hadn't shown any signs of growth. They remained in their B-cup bra without protest. She now had the appearance of a graceful cat-woman, fast, strong and maneuverable. Tricia's large ears picked up a faint pur coming from inside her throat as Samantha stroked her fur.
"Absolutely beautiful," Tricia gasped. Samantha took a few cautious steps on her digitigrade legs and her tail moved into a counterbalance position behind her. After just two awkward steps she suddenly picked up a walk that carried with it the grace and dignity of the mythical sphinx and cats everywhere.
"I'd say you got that down pretty fast," Tricia commented.
"It feels so good," Samantha said. "I didn't believe it would feel like this." She flexed her large bird wings. One of them slapped a lamp off the end table next to her couch. In the blink of an eye, she turned, darted low and caught it in one hand. "Wow. I barely even thought about how to do that," she said, putting the lamp safely back onto the table.
"But this won't do," she thought when she noticed her clothes. "Can that thing give me a shirt with wing holes?"
Tricia found the shirt options quickly and zapped Samantha once again. A black shell top with a picture of a golden cat appeared on her instantly. It had inch-thin straps going over her shoulders and down her back, meeting up with a lateral strip of fabric around the waist so that her wings wouldn't be constricted and so she could take it off easily. Samantha smiled. "Nice touch," she said.
"What about the pants?" Tricia asked.
"Well, they're not too bad now that they've...been let out a bit." The tears in the side seams at the waist weren't large enough to make the pants appear disheveled, and the waistline itself was intact. "I'll keep 'em and if they start getting uncomfortable we can easily fix it."
"Oh, one more thing," Tricia said. She saved Samantha's changes as "SamSphinx" and set the Acceptance settings to Entire World. Then she zapped herself and Samantha so they would keep their memory of the transformation. "Now you can be seen in public without a problem. Your own family will think you've always been a sphinx just like you used to think I was always a cow-girl."
"Fantastic," Samantha said. She was already thinking of all the fun she could have in her new body, but couldn't decide what to do first.