Sara was clearly unsettled by the changes in her friends and was fearful of what could happen to her. Pigs and beavers were her company now aside from Tim who, by the time he would change, she would have already morphed into something.
"I don't think I wanna." She confessed.
"Well those two might not mind being pigs but I mind being a wood chomper." Kelly protested. "Come on, it isn't that bad."
With trepidation, Sara picked the dice up and quickly threw them down, not wanting to look. They landed on four and her piece slid forward and a card slid out.
"You want to read it?" Tim asked, taking the card and offering it to her. Her hand trembled as she took it and everyone's attention was now on her.
"'They had their stink, what's not to like? But it's time for something different, now earn your stripe.' My stripe?" Sara was confused.
"Well, what animal has a stripe?" Tim asked the group.
"Tigers." Mary said, followed by a snort.
"Zebras do too." Kelly added.
"But it said something about stink. I mean, they're animals so there is some stink, but it probably meant something more specific than that." Argued Tim.
"Oh god no!" Sara fell forward on the table, her butt pointed backward, and started to clench her teeth.
"What is it?" Tim asked, his friend in obvious pain.
"Oh fuck, my ass. Something is trying to get out." Sara nearly bit her tongue off trying to speak. Tim looked nervously at the others and then back to Sara and her body that was starting to sweat profusely.
"Help her, Tim." Mary shouted but his confused look was his only answer. Sara started to writhe on the table before grabbing at her butt.
"Get'em off!" She shouted.
Tim took the hint and leaned back and took a hold of her jeans. He always had a bit of a thing for Sara but he could not help but shake some disappointment that it took her transforming into an animal for him to finally pull her pants off. With a snug tug the jeans fell down and no sooner a long ropey tail grew out followed quickly by jet black hairs and bloomed quickly up her back.
Her brown hair turned black though a single white stripe developed near the top and went down, beneath her shirt, and out down the length of her new tail.
"Skunk." Tim said, looking up at the rest of them. Sara squeezed a tear from her eye as, like the others, her face pushed out into a muzzle and whiskers and fur grew along it all. She rolled to the side and was pulling at her shirt like she was at her jeans and Tim took the hint and pulled it open. Sara's chest was also being consumed by black hair and her already ample breast line swelled a little more with another set of breasts growing beneath before Sara leaned back in her chair, exhausted.
"Is it over?" Phil asked.
"I think so." Sara was panting and trying to gather her thoughts. She felt their eyes on her, most noticeably Tim's who she had always pushed away when it came to the obvious attraction he had for her. His eyes were trained, like the others, on her body's new growths which she quickly, and sloppily, tried to hide.
"We're all adults here." Mary said, standing up. "I think we handle ourselves." She reached behind her back, which was hard with her new girth, and undid the clasp on her bra which brought the large melons on her chest rolling out. "Much better." She smiled and looked over at Phil whose mind was racing with ideas.
Sara gulped and looked at Tim, conflicted between shame and comfort, and his lusty glare, she ended up with Mary. She took off her shirt, revealing the fur had claimed most of her torso, and took her bra off. Tim tried not to stare but he was a man after all.
"I feel a little uneasy with Tim the only one still just watching." She grabbed the dice with her slightly pawed hand and slid them over to Tim.
"Hope I end up with something good. Maybe your skunk stud?" He chuckled though the joke was clearly lost on Sara.
"Stud sounds good. Maybe a beaver one!" Kelly said with a wink to Tim who hoped hard that it wouldn't be the case.
"Here goes then." And Tim tossed the dice.