Belle stifled a giggle and waved a hand in front of her face. She was feeling a little warm all of a sudden.
Still, she thought this whole thing a bit silly, her attitude inspired by all the books she read where things
like this happened but the villain, or witch, always met their end and the princess, or princesses, was
returned to normal. Usually with a kiss from a handsome prince. Of course, almost all of them had a man in
their lives so it wasn't hard to imagine who would be kissing them (even if Snow's Prince Charming might be
put off by the new addition between her legs). Tink might even get a lucky peck from Peter Pan. All in all,
she thought the other girls were getting a bit carried away and they needed to relax a bit. The notion that
they had all been high school basketball jocks didn't seem to cross her mind.
Kylie noticed her smirk and her flushed cheeks. "I see Esmerelda is getting to at least one of you," she
commented. "Take a deep breath, my dear. Take it all in."
Lost in her own thoughts, Belle didn't notice Kylie's words but followed her soft command. Taking a deep
breath, she felt her body flush with a warm, delightful heat. She fanned herself a little harder but it did
nothing to help her. Beneath her golden ball gown, her pussy was flushed as well and dribbling a steady stream
of her juices into her silk panties. She was breathing faster, panting with need as her bosom heaved up and
down. And somewhere, somewhere in the back of her mind and deep within her wet slit, a need was growing.
"What smells so good?" she asked dreamily. Belle looked around with glassy, half-lidded eyes and seemed to
notice the satyress in front of her in a new light. "Ohhh.."
Princess Jasmine grabbed the brunette by both arms and shook her. "Snap out of it Belle," she commanded. "You
can't let the sorceress win. You have to fight it! Think about your husband, think about your father!"
"Okay," Belle said and giggled. Then she collapsed.
Jasmine jumped back, startled by this. "Belle!" she cried. "Are you alright? Wait... what are you doing?"
The brunette was crawling across the stage, unmindful of the wrinkles and smudges her beautiful dress was
getting from the floor and her knees. She half crawled, half-scooted around Jasmine and slid toward the
waiting Esmerelda who flipped up her skirts and slid a furry finger into the waistband of her sodden
underwear. Jasmine tried to grab at her dress and pull her back, but the fabric merely tore away leaving a
ragged, tattered hem along the bottom. "No!" she shouted but Belle only had eyes for the sopping mound before
her.
Esmerelda slowly eased her panties down her furry legs and kicked them aside. Her dark, wet cunt was bared for
Belle. It winked invitingly. Belle inhaled sharply, the rich scent making her pussy clench and a small squirt
of her own juices soaked her panties. She continued to slide forward toward the dark, carnal hole between
Esmerelda's legs but also started bunching up her golden skirts to get at her own needy wetness. Kneeling
before the gypsy, Belle took one more deep breath and then buried her face in the dark, curly hair, lapping up
the sweet love juices pouring forth.
Esmerelda bleated in pleasure as the golden-gowned princess licked her slit. Belle finally managed to get one
gloved hand between her own legs and thrust it into her panties and into her waiting snatch. She moaned
between breaths, feeling the heat flood her body once more. Her moan deepened as it was drawn out, sounding a
bit like a howl before her mouth was occupied once more.
"That's a good girl," praised Kylie. "You're just a little beast-bitch in heat, aren't you?"
In response, Belle thrust her ass into the air, her glove soaked from working her dripping pussy. She grunted
as something pushed at the fabric. With a loud rip a long shaggy tail burst from the rear of her gown. It
looked similar to a dog's tail, the brown fur on it the same color as her hair that was quickly coming undone
from her tiara and flying wildly about her face. Her feet, just poking out from the tattered skirts, seemed to
be swelling as well.
With a loud pop and tearing sound, her golden slippers burst to reveal furry paws similar to a lion or a very
large dog. Long, sharp claws sprouted from each toe one by one, each black and wickedly sharp. Belle continued
to lick and Esmerelda shook with her first powerful orgasm. She could feel Belle's tongue licking deeper and
deeper with each stroke, growing longer and flatter as she lapped and sucked. Her wild hair framed her face
and when Belle pulled back for air, Esmerelda was amused to find that she had dark, shaggy eyebrows and sharp
fangs poking over her lips.
"I told you you'd like it," she said fondly. The gypsy reached down to pet Belle's head and the sensation
caused Belle to growl. Brown fur sprouted over her breasts and ran down her arms, thickening into a furry
pelt. She scrambled forward again, licking and growling softly with wild abandon. She just couldn't get enough
of Esmerelda's goat cunt.
With every mouthful of juices, Belle's body began to swell with muscle. Her dress strained against her
thickening arms and swelling torso. Her gloves popped a few seams then tore completely as her hands grew
larger, her fingers thickening into large paws. Like her rear paws, each was tipped with a dark claw. Using
her new addition, Belle tore off her panties and fingered herself harder, on the edge but unable to come. With
a frustrated growl, Belle pulled away from Esmerelda and focused on her own needs.
Her face had changed further, her lower jaw jutting out and causing her lower fangs to protrude over her upper
lip even when her mouth was closed. Her lower lip had swollen and turned a dark black, which she licked with
her longer, fatter tongue. The fur that had crept up her neck and chin was now sweeping across her cheeks,
nose, and forehead. Around her face it grew out into a ruff of thick fur, joining with her wild hair to form
almost a main. Belle rocked forward onto her knees, panting, as her shoulders hunched and a thick hump of
muscle and fur pushed its way from between her shoulder blades. Her brows thickened and puffed outward,
shadowing her eyes, as her nose gained its own hump in the middle. The bottom darkened to black and flattened,
becoming wet and pebbly to the touch. Finally the fur on her chin lengthened into a tiny goatee as her tongue
lolled from her mouth and she thrust her whole paw into her large, wild pussy.
"Why can't I cum!" she growled angrily as she rode her paw furiously.
As if answering her, Belle's ears pushed out and flicked as they became large, pointed beast ears. Two small
black horns curved out of her busy brown hair. Her eyes, a warm brown, were the only things to remain
unchanged. Her transformation complete, Belle howled with pleasure as her pussy clamped down around her paw
and she felt the wave of pleasure overwhelm her. Her tail thumped the ground happily.
Jasmine crossed her arms in revulsion. "I can't believe she gave in," she murmured. "I told her to be strong."
Ignoring Jasmine's comment for the moment, Kylie patted Belle on the head. "I always thought your story would
be more interesting if you had ended up just as beastly as your man." She tossed her black hair over her
shoulder as she turned back to the remaining princesses and Tinkerbell. "We're halfway finished, ladies. Shall
I continue or would you like me to come up with something new?"