It’s never a good idea to drive if you’re drunk.
It’s a really bad idea to drive drunk, with a lion thrashing around in the back seat.
It’s a really really bad idea to drive intoxicated, with a lion in the back, while you yourself are changing into a lion.
But that’s what Mary did. Making sure no one was following her she casually drove the car onto the highway. She constantly tried to calm John down. He was about 85% lion now, and has almost lost humans speech. He had almost completely lion features, with a partially human shape.
“Whaaa Ooooaar Weor Dwhooing,” He growled. It really was more growl than human speech. Maybe it was the Lioness in her, but she felt strangely confident. “We’re becoming powerful animals, my big sexy lion. Everything is perfect!” Her confidence had an effect on John and he laid back to explore his body. With his almost paw hands he grabbed and ripped off what was left of his shirt. His chest and belly covered in fur and somewhat freakishly between that of a man and Lion.
It was difficult to hit the gas and brakes with her big foot paws but Mary managed. She noticed now she was covered in a light layer of tawny fur. Her cleavage was now covered in fur. Looking at her legs, they were entirely covered in fur. The fur couldn’t hide the bulging muscle in her thighs and calves, though. She realized she probably weighed around 200 now of lean muscle. She looked in the rear-view mirror and saw her face, had about half a muzzle, with the black lion nose. Whiskers were beginning to grow. Her dark-red hair was similar to a mane, growing messily outwards, two fury lion ears peaking out.
Her tail was squished and it was really uncomfortable driving though. With her clawed hand, she reached back and started clawing at the fabric. With a little effort she made a hole and could stick her tail through it and be comfortable.
John though had lost so much humanity he couldn’t sit in a seat. At about three hundred pounds he managed to get all his clothes off. And was now staring at his huge lion cock and balls.
Mary smiled and looked down at her pussy. A wet, bulging Lion pussy easily seen through her shorts. Thank God they were almost home. She parked John’s car in the back yard in case the cops were looking for him.
In a blur she got them out of the car, inside and barely closed the door, before she was tackled by john. Mary didn’t resist him, but turned and got on her hands and knees.
Mary arched her lion heart-shaped ass, presenting her swollen pussy though her shorts, her tail swishing excitedly. John sniffed and lapped at her pussy. Mary shivered with pleasure. John tried to rip off he shorts with her teeth. Impatiently, Mary reached behind ripped her shorts in half. With one clawed hand she grabbed her bubble butt and spread one ass cheek – giving full view of her lion asshole and pussy. “Just rape me dammit!” She roared
John, about 300 pounds now, jumped on top of Mary and probed his cock in her pussy. He immediately began pounding her pussy, both lost in ecstasy. Sex occurred again and again through the night until the passed out on the kitchen floor.