Tim's jaw trembled, his fingers twitched. What was he going to do? And why was he so conflicted? He didn't understand. This should have horrified him, it should have sent him running from the building, desperate to cling on to whatever humanity he could.
"Get out of my way," he said, forcefully, as he made a desperate beeline for the unused box of vials. Mary simply glanced over her shoulder and smirked, watching him as he bent over the box, poring over it's contents like a man possessed. And perhaps in a sense he was.
"Horse, no. Cougar, no. Ah. Here," Tim breathed heavily as he held the bottle aloft. He'd found it.
"Good. Drink half. I want you so bad it hurts," Mary moaned, not at all caring that she hardly knew this man. Hardly knew him beyond a name and an apartment number. He was cute for a human, and now he was going to be just what she needed so desperately right now.
"Half," he affirmed, and without a moment's hesitation, he tossed back a swig, taking down just about half of the bottle.
"How um... How fast is this supposed to go?" He asked, not feeling any changes yet.
"I slept through mine. Maybe I can speed things along," she said as she strolled forward, with as sultry a bait as her short panda legs could manage. She forcefully took hold of the waist of his pants and yanked them downward, grinning as she did.
"Think I spy some black hairs on your legs," she said with a smirk before taking a long, sensuous lick of his member. A surge of electricity ran through his body, and he shuddered.
"Oh, God..." He whispered, feeling his body broaden and thicken.