It felt right, on every level. The changes running side by side with sexual pleasure as I mated with my giraffe girl. I could feel myself getting bigger, limbs growing longer, torso getting larger. And she was clearly enjoying it too, the grunts and moans of pleasure coming from her almost like music to my changing ears. I could hear things so much clearer now, so much sharper.
I was so lost to the moment that I hardly noticed my forelimbs hitting the ground. Hardly noticed my hindquarters pulling upward, and pulling her up with me. Hardly heard her shocked protests until it was too late and she fell off of me, hitting the ground beneath me with a thump.
"Oh, no... Oh, no oh no oh no..." She whispered, clambering around to get out from among my legs as I stood there. Wat had happened? Why did we stop? I wasn't done yet, not even close... I had hardly gotten going before...
"Oh, Mark, I'm so sorry... It wasn't supposed to happen like this..." She said as she looked up to me with a deep frown on that beautiful face. She seemed so small now, compared to when she towered over me before.
"I'll find a way to fix this, I promise..." She said, and I remained confused. Fix what? What had happened?
I tried to ask, but all that came out was harsh sound. Inhuman and inarticulate.
"Mark, you changed all the way. You are completely a giraffe," she said, and my eyes went wide. She was right. I wasn't remotely human anymore. I looked down at myself to see four hooves keeping me standing, long legs that stood me up taller than any other land animal. I was a giraffe. Through and through.
I bent down a bit, my long neck allowing me to reach down to her, and gave a gentle lick to her face with my long, blue tongue. I didn't blame her. I couldn't. I didn't want to stay a giraffe, but I didn't want to see her suffering, not on my account.
"Come with me," she said, smiling a bit at my gesture. "I think I know who to talk to."