"Turn the heater up."
Pain lanced into her belly and she grunted. But, as she reached for her exposed stomach, the cramps subsided. Oviduct glands began to form as her body prepared her for laying eggs. She scratched at the raised mound above her pussy and hairs rubbed away. The itch persisted and she scratched harder, humming at the pleasure it brought to her. The hood over her clit folded, pushing down as her labia grew thin and her lips pressed together.
Her fingernails dug into the smooth patch of skin above her new slit. The skin stretched as bones within her hips pushed outward to make room for her body to produce a clutch of eggs. Nails tore flesh to reveal slick scales and her breath rushed out in a sensual, sibilant gasp.
Heat blasted her and she smiled for the first time that day, reveling in the feel of it against her body as it invigorated her.
A single green line snaked out of her left boot along her leg. It split, arcing left and right until it reached her kneecap. The skin surrounding the line grew thin and translucent, tanned skin fading to white and then to a faint mint color.
Tanya's tongue slipped between her lips and she hissed softly as her nails dug into the hardening scales above her sex.
The changes within her womb spread outward and she gasped as it rewrote her arousal and base desires. She rubbed her thighs together and opened her mouth. And then opened it further, the skin connecting her lips expanding as she slipped a hand between her legs to touch the slick juices lining the inside of her thighs. Blood rushed to her labia and they opened as her lips grew plump, stretching and breaking to show even smaller scales surrounding them.
When the car door opened, she snatched her hand away in surprise. She'd been too distracted to realize they'd stopped. Turning, she stepped out of the car and her thighs flexed. Ancient DNA awoke as the magic ran its course, telling her body what it
should
be and what it
always
should've been. Strong legs for hunting prey, not the sticks she had now. Hard lines appeared as her thigh muscles doubled and then tripled in size. Her ass swelled, straining the tiny shorts until they tore at the sides.
She needed something. There was an urge building within. She was restless. The street was too open. Images of her bed filled her mind. Blankets. A mountain of blankets with her beneath them. Her own little blanket den. She watched her bodyguards move along the sidewalk. Compared their sizes, wondering if the bigger one would make a better lover. Wondering which would win if they fought over her.
As they should do. To win mating rights with her.
Tanya shook her head and breathed out in a ragged sigh. She would call Geoff when she arrived home. Her arousal was getting to her head and she would need to blow off some steam. He could come over if her bodyguards let him through. If he could fight through her bodyguards and find her in her den and win her affection, she would let him, or whoever won-
"No," she said quietly, shaking her head once more.
A clear line of fluid seeped from her pussy, trailing down the scales still hidden by her torn shorts. It slid free of her clothing and down over dry skin that quickly tried to absorb it.
Her bodyguards opened the doors for her and she stared at them briefly. Hungrily. Her tongue flicked out to taste them on the air.
The others waited within the building with an array of lights. An army of makeup artists descended upon her but she hissed and pulled back. Her tongue slid out and wavered between short teeth with varying gaps between them. The tip of her tongue grew to two small points before she pulled it back.
"No, I don't need you today," she told them. Her tongue explored ceaselessly, writhing as the tips roamed over the ridged roof of her mouth and backs of her canines. It felt full inside of her shortened, still human jaws and she found herself incapable of keeping it completely inside. The fleshy, dual tips flicked out between pouting pink lips, scraping against teeth beginning to grow to curved fangs.
Tanya eyed the lights and eagerly walked over to stand before them to bask in their heat. She shook her head hard and her hair uncoiled to her shoulders. The curled ends of her golden hair bounced and brushed her neck as they slowly began to retreat into her scalp.
Invisible fingers reached into her spine, tugging and pulling and tickling, forcing her to bend over and grab the small stool at the center of the lights. Cameras clicked as the photographer's assistants began to film her. They assumed her positioning and the way she rotated her ass and waist while staring at the lights in ecstasy were part of her modeling routine. Both were eager to catch an unsolicited perfect shot to impress their boss. Her hips, wider now and showing pronounced curves, jumped as bones clicked and broke within.
Sharp spikes pierced her skin in a slow wave from the nape of her neck to her freed tailbone. The rose as her spine extended, stretching her skin. The beleaguered shorts tore as the sharp edges cut through it and they fell to the ground beneath her. The kimono pulled tight to the side of her body, exposing her breasts and shoulders. She pushed back against the stool and the short oriental dress wagged behind her as her tail began to expand.
Tanya trembled and opened her mouth to reveal a mouth full of short, curved fangs. The tip of her tongue split and she hissed in dual pleasure from the lights and the ongoing transformation reshaping her body.
Her fingers slid along the underside of the stool's seat as they lengthened and she felt her heels sliding inside the boots. She fell to her ass, crying out as her thick tail slammed into the ground beneath her.
The young model sat in the powerful lights with the kimono open to bare her upper body to every single onlooker. A buzz of concerned conversation filled the room and her bodyguard moved in her direction. Ignoring all of them, she pulled at her boots with fingers nearly twice as long as before and her feet slid free to expose brilliant green scales over eight thick, armored toes and two useless dewclaws on the sides of both feet.
Her bodyguard rushed to her with a shout and Tanya turned to him, eager to see the fight over mating privileges begin. Liquid pool beneath her, soaking her kimono as she spread her thighs to encourage her lovers. Skin flaked away at the movement to reveal scales growing beneath, soft and wet and new.
"The fuck?!" her bodyguard shouted, coming to a stop.
Tanya's cheekbones expanded, pushing at the skin surrounding them. She reached up, scratching her face and running her elongated fingers through her short, pixie haircut. Her nails were sliding forward over her fingers while curving into claws to match her toes. Ridges formed along her scalp as her face slowly pushed forward. Her nose flattened as her snout expanded and her nostrils drew back to two slits. She leaned on her kimono, exposing herself to the horrified gasp of onlookers.
"I don't care who it issss," she hissed, reaching a clawed hand down her chest to cup a full, heavy breast. "Jusssst someone come fuck me."
Her hand trailed down her belly to slip between her pussy. She grinned as her face continued to push forward, cracking and creaking. Translucent webbing spread from the corner of her widened mouth and she leaned back, opening her long jaw as she moaned in pleasure.
The girl brought her hand up, cutting away thin, sheer skin bloodlessly to reveal pale mint-colored scales lining her body, lighter than the scales at her side. She leaned back further and then onto her side before rolling to her hands and knees. The center of her massive tail matched the coloring along her torso. It was almost as wide as her hips but barely two feet long. Fresh scales grew from its base as it lengthened again and again. The tip curled ever so slightly as she exposed her pussy, the pink, glistening internal lips an odd contrast to the inhuman scales surrounding them.
"Call her father!" the larger bodyguard shouted. "Call Mr. Javier! Get them- get them out of here!"
"Dude, fuck this," the other bodyguard said. "Come on, Frank, man, come on! Fuck. This. Shit!"
She smiled, looking over her shoulder. Brown lines appeared in the brilliant blue of her irises. So, it would be the larger one, then. Whatever his name was. Frank. The other had said Frank. All that mattered right in this moment was he'd fill her and fertilize her eggs and help build her nest so-
But both men ran after the bigger of the two looked at her angular face and he bolted.
"No!" she hissed, her throat vibrating in a grumbling growl.
Tanya stood, shrugging completely out of her clothes. The bulge of spiked skin lining her back forced her to hunch forward. A voice whispered quietly, echoing throughout her head for her to drop to her stomach to crawl after them but she ignored it, swaying slightly on her splayed toes. Her tail brushed the back of her calves, the scales rasping as they brushed back and forth. It pulled against her as it continued to grow.
The heat from the powerful lights dried her remaining skin, curling away to reveal new lime-colored scutes. Her split tongue slithered out to flick up and down.
