Through the door enters Sera, a quizzical expression painted on her face as she finds you sprawled on the floor, drained from your transformation. "Who, or what are.. you..?", the surprised elf's voice trails off coming to the realization that you, the beautiful, half wolf, half woman, laying on her floor, are in fact Sifr.
"Sifr? but how..?", stammers the elf as she cautiously kneels at your side, taking your new form in. She runs her hand through what remains of your beautiful white coat, now adorning your head, she strokes one of your soft ears, concerned.
Your now sensitive ear twitches at the elf's gentle touch, hearing your name, you raise your head slowly, pained; for your new shape has not yet been used. Your muscles, joints and bones aching and sore from being remolded, and reshaped. "The rest of my body is human", you ponder, "maybe my voice will be too." As with the rest of your body, your newly formed vocal chords strain, and you struggle to form words in the common tongue. "I.. Am, All..", you wheeze a bit, your sore voice responding harshly to the new use. "All.. Alright". You fix your own blood red eye on Sera's own silver shrouded globes, a look mixed with concern and confusion still occupying her soft, never aging visage.
Satisfied that you are alright, Sera carefully helps you up to a sitting position, all of your muscles stretching for the first time. Looking over your nude form over again, now getting a better view, she notices that your features have become completely feminine. Your well endowed Penis now replaced with a plump mound, and soft pussy lips, garnished with a little bit of an unkempt bush at the top. Two firm, perfectly rounded C-Cup breasts, complete with soft, pink, little nubs at the end, now occupy your chest. Sera presses the question again. "Sifr how did this happen.. How did you.. Become, Human, and.. A girl..?" She said still quite puzzled.
A little easier to talk now, your voice shows its true nature. You can hardly believe its your own as it rolls off your tongue and gracing your ears like velvet. Nowhere near that of an angel, yet divine, sultry, and enchanting. "That.. Thing. That Collar", you lift a finger towards the magical item laying on the floor. "Greta put it on me, as a gift. This.." Your voice trails off as you shy away and motion to yourself. "..Is. What happened." You frown and let out a whimper.
"It could be.. Worse.." Sara says under her breath. If you were wearing anything at all, she'd certainly be undressing you with her eyes by now as she looks you over. "At least you're.. Gorgeous. Really, very beautiful. I would even go as far as to say you rival the goddess herself." She coos, pulling you closer and running her hand through your hair, and down your naked spine, her voice taking on a comforting, yet lustful tone.
You accept the embrace, although not sure why. You are Sifr, the mighty white wolf! Masculine, dominant, the alpha.. But gods whats that delicious smell? You find your gaze slowly drifting to Seras crotch, a slight bulge in her dress, revealing her arousal. The sight of it, the smell! Your brain gets fuzzy, as all you can think about is how much you want.."
"Sifr!", Sera's voice snaps you out of your daydream. "What are you doing!" She shakes you a little, your tender breasts jiggling.
"I didn't.." You can't help yourself, the smell is driving you wild, your crotch becoming moist. "I need.. To.. Mate". Almost drooling now, you sit up, snow white tail slowly waving back and forth.
"Sifr.. Down boy. Er, girl? Sifr what is wron-MNPH!", you don't give Sera the chance to finish her sentence. You silence her with your lips, tongue and all in a deep sensual kiss, if you can call it that. Sera's eyes widen as you slobber all over her, your tongue wildly exploring the inner workings of her mouth. You stumble on your hands and knees, trying to get closer to her, you wrap your arms around her and fall into her, your perfectly shaped breasts pressing up against her own through her dress. You cut the kiss short, only to briefly catch your breath, and manage to speak between gasps, "I can't.. Control myself. I need you." you beg.
Sera, still taken aback by the sudden display of affection, catches her own breath. Her own arousal betraying itself, the perky little nubs of her breasts showing through her dress, a wet spot forming where her telltale bulge meets her dress. "But Sifr.. Gods. What do I do?" She sighs. Although not usually one to refuse a female in need, you are her pet, her companion, and.. Normally a guy. Suddenly, a firm grip on her shaft pries her away from her thoughts. your soft hand, which had found its way quickly up her revealing dress, and to her now throbbing cock, caused her to throw her head back from her own arousal. "Sifr.." She moans. "But, what if you get.. Pregnant? What if.."
You interrupt Sera once again..
