It didn't take long for us to get home. In an attempt to forget the troubling events at the fair, we were watching a western. [We both loved westerns.]
It was easy to tell that Molly was... Worried, to say the least. Throughout the movie, she kept scratching at her leg.
"Molly, is something wrong?" She ignored me and kept scratching. "Molly?" Absentmindedly, she replied "What?"
"Is... Is something wrong?" Still spaced out she said "No, i'm good..."
We just kept watching the movie, and soon, it was over. "Um... Dave.."
"Yes, Molly?"
"You wouldn't mind if I stayed here tonight, would you?"
"Of course not!" We both went up to my room. I noticed that Molly was gripping me tightly, like she was afraid to lose me. "Dave, honey, could you turn on the lights?"
I switched on a nearby lamp. "Dave, are you going to leave me?"
I was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
"Are you going to just leave me one day and start dating some other girl?"
"Well, I mean I... I..."
"DAVE!" She screamed. "Answer the question!"
"Well, I don't know, I can't make any promises."
Molly started choking up. "Please, don't go!" "We're not breaking up now, Molly, I'm just saying..." She was sobbing uncontrollably into a pillow. "Alright I'll stay with you!"
She looked up at me. "Forever?"
I hesitated. "Yes."
She smiled. "I knew it! She threw her arms around my neck, and began nuzzling up against my cheek.
"Molly, are you O.K.?"
She started to answer but suddenly, her mouth stopped moving. "I don't feel so good..."
Molly began walking to the door, but soon collapsed to the ground. "Molly!" I lifted my girlfriend, and she stared me straight in the eye, revealing her new features.
Her eyes were yellow, and had slits.
She started to convulse, and I could her her bones making the most horrible noises imaginable. She moaned in agony as a small string of flesh and bone began to slip through her pajamas. Soon, it was longer than her legs.
Her hair began to grow, and it spread around her neck, cascading down her back and shoulders. Her body began to put on muscle, and her pajamas strained against the weight of the growing woman.
Her face began to shift. Her nose was flattening against her face, and her mouth was growing outwards. Along with this, a golden coat of fur started spreading down her body.
It was clear what had become of her. Soon, the changes had stopped. Molly stood upright, 7 feet tall, a red mane encircling her neck, a 3 feet long tail hanging by her legs, and sharp claws coming from her fingers.
Mu girlfriend was a lioness.