"How best to say this." Chris chuckled. "I've always had a special place in my heart for... dinosaurs."
Ingrid's eyes widened at the realization and she stared into her boss's eyes with intrique. "You... you want to make me turn into a dinosaur, sir?"
Chris reached behind his back and withdrew the silvery Morphomax pistol into his hand. He held it out, they both stared at it for a moment, and then returned their gazes to each other. "As a point of fact, yes, Ingrid. I want to turn you into just that."
The woman smiled. As weird as it sounded, that was actually a fairly interesting idea to her. To become an extinct reptilian creature. Would she become big and powerful? All sharp teeth and claws? Would it hurt or feel good? She blinked suddenly and stared at Chris with alarm. "Uh... sir, will you be expecting me to pleasure you as a dinosaur as well?"
He chuckled and patted her shoulder as he fiddled with the ray gun. "The deal was to do to you, but if you feel like reciprocating that would be fine."
"Ah, I see sir." Ingrid nodded. She took a deep breath. "So, what am I to become, sir?"
Chris raised the pistol, stepped back, and pointed it at Ingrid. "Well, we'll just have to see, now won't we? I'd hate to ruin the surprise. On 3, darling."
She took a deep breath. "Very good, sir."
"1!" Chris called, and the barrel of the pistol glowed light green as it charged.
"I can do this." Ingrid whispered to herself. "I can be a dinosaur."
"2!" The green glow was joined with a low humming.
"I can be a dinosaur." She repeated, closing her eyes in a wince. "A sexy dinosaur for my boss."
"3!" Chris pulled the trigger suddenly and a crisp green laser bolt projected from the pistol to settle right on the girl's center.
She shuddered as red hot energy suddenly burned through her flesh, tingly yet alien, and she opened her eyes with a gasp as she found herself surrounded by a hot green aura of light. The field grew in intensity, she felt herself growing tremendously aroused as her body ached in the most tantilizing way, and she found herself getting excited. She was about to become a freaking dinosaur. That was actually going to be fun! Weird, but fun!
Chris let go of the trigger and the beam faded away seconds before the glow surrounding Ingrid vaporized into the air. She stood there, trembling, and Chris carefully approached her, setting the gun down on the desk.
"Ingrid?" Chris asked gently. "Are you all right? How do you feel?"
"I feel... strange, sir. I'm warm and tingling like mad. Uh, all over." She looked herself over and seemed confused. "Did it not work, sir?"