Out into the brush bounded the Lion. A fancy zig zag pattern and then a fast run along the bottom of a drainage ditch. At last huffing and puffing he stood looking about and feeling a little safe from capture.
Now alone, was a time to think and reason as to how a scrawny guy became a large and well formed African Lion. As he sat on hunches his long tail wisked the ground as he felt nervous. His hand now paws were armed with claws, and his tongue pursed over fangs made to rip and tear flesh.
Jack began to cry as his simple and friendly demeanor was now gone, and the feelings were all mixed up. Jack knew his thoughts but in them were recent memories of rape and a girl whose body he so enjoyed. He licked his lips and jowls at the thought of doing the same think to some other sweet beauty too!
Suddenly Jack turns as the brush makes a noise and he is on alert to meet the new enemy. Crouching down he is ready to pounce and fight for his life with whatever steps forward. Poised, he is ready as then the bushes part.
The sight of that girl he had so enjoyed in one passion struck moment steps out of the thick undergrowth to stand before him again.
The girl looks right a Jack but not a sign of fear shows in her face or any scent. "You, you did this to me Why?" she asked in a forceful manner.
Jack rises to a sitting position and offers a soft and friendly roar.
Stepping closer she shows what used to be hands as now look like Lioness paws. Her smooth light skin now is a brown leathery hide being rapidly covered by sprouting goldenbrown hairs. A smile which only an hour before was with pretty straight teeth now shows the developing fangs of a lion.
Dropping her jeans she offers the sight of her molested groin and almost shoves Jack's muzzel into her hairy crotch. "There you damned Lion lick and eat me out as a sex crazed man would and not like the Lion you would have me think you are! Indeed you bastard from hell I wish never to have a thing to do with you except the sex I felt was better than any I'd known. So mister Lion take me again and show me a good time!"
That's all Jack needed to hear as he stood on all fours and began the proper Lion style courtship of his queen.
It was almost dark before Jack noticed the dimming light of day. He lay on one side as a male lion might, his trusted sex partner close by. Getting up he walked ever so close to his mate and began his ritual as the spirit moved him.
Jack stood looking down at his love and then cocked the head as if to question what he saw. The Lioness' face was changing and looking ever so much the face of that girl he raped earlier that morning. She began to stretch as hair fell out and a soft and smooth pink skin came again.
Reaching his armed paw to touch what he could not understand he was amazed to see his human hand reach and stroke her smooth skin. The girl's eye returned to blue as her eye shrank back to human.
"Who are you?" asked Jack in his whimpy voice.
"Carol Ann!" came the reply. "What are you? How did you make me change into that beast?" she asked.
"I don't know how or why we changed and then changed back! It might have something to do with an old woman, a real hag!" said Jack thinking back.
"Mrs. Ragshaggle?" asked the girl. "She told me to run in the Park and not bother old people who walk along the street. So I did just that and then you grabbed me and since then we......"
Like Adam and Eve, Jack and Carol Ann stood naked to the world and in a garden, but with streetlights.