Dan held on to Justine's rump as she rode up and down his penis. She moaned into his mouth as they shared a wet kiss. Dan had never known such a feeling in his life and even though the frighteningly erotic woman atop him scared the living daylights out of him, he wouldn't have wanted it any other way. He wasn't a leader by any means and he never envisioned himself taking the reins of a situation such as this. Justine was the ying to his yang.
Justine, likewise, had never felt like this before but unlike Dan, she was quite experienced. But this. This feeling. This building heat in her groin. It radiated to her every fiber and made her feel like magic embodied. It had started as a dull throb as they danced under the pounding light, but by the time she had finally managed to coax Dan away from the throngs of people she was practically on fire. She ground herself against Dan's chest, her nipples more sensitive than she'd ever know them to be.
The kiss gave way as Justine's lips snaked their way down Dan's cheek and towards his neck. She reveled in the taste of his soft skin. She wanted to cover his body with her kisses. As she reached his shoulder a new sensation started to arise. Her gums ached. Not painfully, just enough to warrant her notice. It felt like she was a toddler who was teething. Without a second thought Justine opened her mouth, revealing teeth that were definitly both longer and sharper than a human's, and bit into Dan's neck.
Feeling Justine's teeth breaking the skin, Dan pressed forward startled and into Justine's embrace. He cried out in pain, but he didn't stop her. The feeling was magnificent; amplifying what was happening in their lower quadrants. Now in a seated position Dan kept one hand on Justine's as and moved the other to her back. It felt soft, like the pelt of a fine furred animal, but he thought nothing of it. He was preoccuppied.
Justine couldnt stop herself as she held tight to Dan's shoulder with her teeth. He felt so good inside her and she wouldn't let him stop until she had been sated. She held on aggressively and practically jumped on his lap, rubbing her breasts all the way up his torso and across his chin. She was powerful and in control. Her finger flexed against Dan's back and finally found purchase as her nails suddenly filed down to fine, needle-like points. Justine grew hotter as if someone was laying a blanket over her shoulders. A fine, auburn fur crept its way down from the nape of her neck to the small of her back. It bloomed over her shoulder blades and the subtle curves of her anatomy were accentuated by thin black stripes.
Neither of them noticed the changes to Justine as they rutted on the cold tile floor of the club's washroom.