As soon as the candies touched Lara's tongue, she felt as if her mouth would explode from the sweetness. "MMMMM... These taste incredible!" She began to chew them, and felt a distinctly powerful flavor release from them. As she swallowed, she let out a happy sigh, not knowing of the magic the candies let loose inside of her.
Mark chuckled. "Wow. you sound like you REALLY enjoyed those."
"Oh, I did." Lara said, rushing to give her boyfriend a hug. As she did, Mark noticed she seemed much, MUCH warmer than usual.
"Are you okay Lara?" Mark asked. "You feel like you're burning up."
An odd look came across her face. "Now that you mention it, something does feel off... I don't feel bad though..." She said, as she felt her skin seem to harden around her stomach. "It feels strangely good. But a little itchy..." She scratched the area, tugging her shirt away just enough to reveal a purple substance growing from her skin.
"Lara, I think you've got some sort of rash." Mark said, pointing to the spot.
Lara took a closer look, and gasped, and noticed it was spreading. "Ah! That doesn't seem like a normal rash!" She felt the spot, the purple skin smooth, cool, and firm. "It feels like scales... Mark, what's going on?"
Mark's eyes had gone wide. "I don't know!" Though her shirt hid most of the change at first, the purple scales began to spread up and around her at a rapidly growing rate, large black scales covering her belly, chest, the front of her neck, and her lower jaw, as the rest of her was enveloped in small, tightly-woven, purple scales. Mark hugged her tightly, not knowing what else to do. "But It'll be alright in the end! It always is!"
Lara nodded, before moaning as a foreign pleasure came over her. Her waist began to narrow, and her hips, inversely, flared out, giving her an hourglass figure. Her legs began to become longer, and curvier, her thighs and calves getting doses of fat and muscle in just the right places. Her feet became thinner, her ankles snapping into a digitigrade stance. The smallest toes on her feet moved to her heels, as the other toes spread wider and grew longer. Black bones grew from each toe, sprouting out into sharp claws, leaving Lara's feet as deadly talons, with a fierce grip.
Her arms became slender and feminine, a subtle strength building in them. Her fingers grew more dainty, her nails replaces by more sharp talons. Mark gulped and she hugged him tighter. He wanted to comfort her, but whatever was happening to her could make her kill him without knowing it. Lara's neck began to grow, getting twice its normal length, her mouth growing long, thin, and beak-like, her nostrils moving to the end of it. Her tongue lengthened, and split at the tip, becoming far more sensitive, as her teeth began to sharpen. Her ears shrunk to little more than holes in her head, and her eyes turned a bright yellow, her pupils becoming narrow slits. From the back of her skull, two long horns curved upward.
It had taken Mark a while to notice, but Lara had also been getting taller as she changed, having stopped at two feet taller than him. He then realized her breasts had been expanding as well, reaching a D cup, and in spite of remaining soft, seeming to support themselves magically, with no pain to her back. Lara meanwhile, felt her mind expanding, new thoughts and understanding entering her head, ironically confusing her even more. Her shirt, already strained from her new size, began to tear as two new limbs formed on Lara's back, the arm-like appendages forming a thick membrane, clearly indicating her new, bat-like wings.
Lara's spine extended, a thick, five foot long, flexible, purple and black black tail ripping out of her pants, ending in a sharp, triangular blade. Before either her shirt or pants could fall off however, she instinctively unleashed a magic power, mending her clothes, with new holes for her wings and tail, but leaving them tight.
Mark looked over the anthro dragoness that was once his girlfriend, a feeling of incredible conflict welling up within him. He had always wanted to be there for her, to love her, but could he truly do that when they were different species? Then another unusual though entered his mind: that she was far sexier this way than she was as a human.
While Mark tried to mentally reaffirm his desire for human women, Lara was feeling all sorts of conflicts, new knowledge mixing with old, but doing little to change her human values as she debated with herself.
"This is it! I'm finally what I always wanted to be! What I always should have been!"
"But this world isn't made for dragons! How will I find food, shelter, and clothes for myself?"
"My friends, my family... even Mark will be afraid of me..."
"No, they promised to love me and care for me, no matter what happened!"
"I can fly!"
"But will I be safe in a world filled with planes?"
"I can do magic!"
"But is there a cost?"
Her head was spinning, but in the end she finally chose to...
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