Mary awoke with a pounding headache and pleasant memories of the hot sex she received after they got home for the night.
She lifted her head just enough to see John, now 100% fully lion, lying (no pun intended) next to her on the tiled kitchen floor, still asleep.
His body was massive, not sleek and graceful like hers. Yet there was no denying the power it contained, especially when applied to sex.
Despite being really sore afterwards, Mary liked it a tad rough at times, but only in regards to how hard (pun intended) a good stiff cock could be rammed into her wet and willing pussy. However, the claw marks on her furry back and the fact that John almost broke her skin and drew blood with his sharp teeth whenever he tried to kiss or lick her neck was too much.
She got up on her hands and knees, tail swishing in the air, as she crawled to the closest kitchen table chair. Using it for leverage, Mary managed to pull herself up until she was standing properly on two legs again.
Something went wrong last night, she realized, looking at John, but what?
Making her way back to her bedroom after downing a couple of aspirin with a big glass of water, Mary went to the box of vials and grabbed the instructions. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, the frame creaking from her increased lioness weight, she began to read and soon found her answer in the fine print on the last page.
WARNING: do not consume alcoholic beverages within one hour of initiating any transformation. Alcohol will accelerate and increase any changes, regardless of actual dosage consumed.
Now they tell me, thought Mary jokingly, as she pondered her next move. In hindsight, giving John any of the lion vial at the bar was not a good idea.
She fully intended to drink the vial she made containing the femme/lion mixture once she was sure she was totally sober and her hangover was gone. Mary loved her new form and wanted to be the best of both species: human and lion, without suffering any of the drawbacks of either race.
Mary realized there was a freedom being this way that was missing from her old, plain human life; as she caressed her furry breasts with one pawed hand while the other slowly slipped down her side to briefly caress the pleasure centers of her vagina and clit.
But what do I do about John? she asked herself.
There was no way their relationship could continue like this. John's mind was almost gone last night, and she doubted there was any humanity left in him now.
Mary knew she could always give him a drink from the human vial and have John revert to a more rational human/lion balance, or change him completely back to normal human, but then what?
Did she want to continue seeing John, either as a human, a lion man, or something else? There was always the option of mixing John a male/lion combo vial to make him the best of both species like she was going to be.
Yet Mary realized there were also other options available to her.
While the guy at the bar was a jerk, the thought of cruising, or should she say, hunting other men for sex was a bit of a turn on.
Despite the extreme roughness, there was something quite feral and pleasurable about last night.
Although she preferred being in charge in and out of the bedroom, Mary couldn't deny wanting more sex whenever she could safely acquire it, as she brought herself to a self induced orgasm.
Except for getting John back into a (somewhat) more controllable state so they could talk things over rationally, Mary was prepared to wait until they were both feeling better before making a final decision.
Mary got up, used the bathroom, and then secured the femme/lion vial in a safe place away from the rest of the kit, before grabbing the human vial.
I could use a good breakfast. I wonder how much meat is still in the fridge? she asked herself, while going back into the kitchen to fix some coffee.