"C-can't breathe!" Cindy gasped for air. Her neck snapped and stretched to keep up with her less-than-human head. She closed her eyes and tried to deny what was happening. In her mind, reason was being forced out and clouded by instinct. Angry and primal, it tore at her very sanity hoping to coerce her most base urges out. She wanted to scream, but her face had become so alien and reptilian that she no longer had the slightest idea how to. Seemingly possessed of their own will, she went to work using her claws to tear out clumps of her from her head. Cindy could no longer control herself. 'This should hurt.' She thought. On the contrary, though, the hair tore with as much effort from her as she would removing her own clothing. A scaly fin sprouted up on her head. It felt good, as ashamed as she was to admit it to herself. There was still all that she was inside her mind, and it fought with all it could ignore all the other changes the transformation was making to her body. Under that pretense, Cindy clenched her sharpened teeth and unwillingly tore the last pieces of hair from her head. Dramatic would have been too weak a word to describe what the transformation had done to Cindy's body. Her legs had gained enough muscle to part the hem of her skirt and her torso had grown to keep up with her larger lower body. Four deadly talons dug into the wooden flooring over the guilty sensation of her underwear riding up against her privates. Part of her wanted to make another attempt to scream, but she knew deep down that she was not afraid. She wanted to give into the changes.


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