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Jeremy kept his eyes firmly on the road straight ahead, a million thoughts running through his head at once as he drove down the deserted street. His heart was still pumping fast in his chest, and his hands shook with a nervousness he had never felt before. He could only wonder how Andre was--

Jeremy stopped at the thought. He wasn't going to stress himself out thinking about her right now. No, not her, him. He shook his head, ashamed of himself for thinking of his friend that way. But then, who could blame him? He thought back to earlier...

Jeremy stood there for the longest time, he and the creature in the bathroom just staring at each other. It shifted nervously where it stood, its tail loudly shifting side to side on the floor. It appeared to be some kind of reptile, perhaps a dinosaur, as it looked almost like a raptor. Its scales shined green with the dim light overhead, with what little sunlight came through the window reflected off its still form. It hadn't moved from where it stood since he had come in, although it shivered noticeably from the cold temperature of the bathroom.

What really caught Jeremy's eyes though was the large pair of breasts hanging off the thing's chest, along with its slender hips and inviting pussy. This confirmed it was female, although by no means human despite its similar anatomy. Noticing his gaze, the raptor brought its two clawed hands up, one cupping over one of its breasts and the other grasping over its pussy, as if to shield itself. Almost immediately after, Jeremy jumped as the thing moaned out loud, falling to her knees and closing her eyes in apparent pleasure. He could see her fingers tweaking her hardening nipples and rubbing her feminine lower lips. Its eyes opened again, and Jeremy could see its eyes strangely morphing between brown human-like eyes and yellow slits.

"Jer-" she croaked, attempting to stand back up, although she grimaced as if in pain and gasped as she dug a claw into her own folds. "Help." Jeremy tilted his head; he could have sworn he had heard the thing speak, but he shook it off. Whatever this thing was, it clearly wasn't human. Then he spotted some clothing on the floor out of the corner of his eye, and he tore his gaze say to look at it. It looked familiar; wait, that was Andre's clothing.

"Andre?" Jeremy called out loud, forgetting for a second about the shivering figure in front of him. The thing slowly raised a hand off its breast, catching his attention again.

"Jeremy," she said, loud and clear this time. Jeremy stepped back at the mention of his name.

"You can talk?" he whispered in bewilderment, not believing what he had heard. For a moment, he couldn't believe he was still standing here, now trying to talk to the reptile, which was still kneading its lower extremities quite noticeably. Jeremy breathed deeply and looked around as he felt something twitch in his pants...

Andre looked upon Jeremy and continued to pleasure herself as an inner conflict toiled inside. On the one hand, her friend was standing in front of her, all she needed to do was tell him what had happened...although she wasn't sure she could really say for certain. But on the other hand, she was horny as...well, fuck, and there was a fertile human male right there, clearly growing aroused at the sight of her. She brought her hand back to her breast, squeezing it gently and moaning again...what was she doing? She needed help!

"Jeremy!" she yelled, making the latter do a double take. That voice sounded familiar, and yet different.

"Andre? You there?" Jeremy called out, looking towards the bathroom's closed stall. "Dude, come check out this thing in the bathroom. It's..." he looked directly at the reptile again for a moment. "...weird."

Andre moaned again in frustration, although that was due partly to the fact that the human male was still just standing there, when he should be helping her relieve these urges. No, this was Jeremy, her friend...

"Jeremy..." Andre whispered again, getting to her feet, hands still refusing to move from their positions. Jeremy resisted the urge to run away as the thing looked at him with desperate eyes. He wasn't sure, but he could have sworn he had heard the thing just say his name again.

"You know my name?" Jeremy said. He was surprising himself with his own calmness, but then this was the most interesting thing that had happened all day. The reptile looked at him, arms dropping to its sides as it yellow slitted eyes gazed at him. Wait, hadn't they had brown eyes a moment ago?

Then the reptile did something the college kid didn't expect. She turned around, placed her hands on the wall, and presented herself to him, looking over her shoulder at him coyly. She moved her tail to the side, leaving Jeremy with a nice view of what she had to offer. He shifted in place, unsure of what she was doing. Well, actually he did know what she was doing, but he just couldn't believe his eyes at how...sexy she looked. She was a reptilian humanoid after all and he hadn't thought he had a thing for those.

"Go on, Jeremy." she said, her slits narrowing as she smiled, showing off her sharp white teeth. "You know you want to."

Jeremy's jaw dropped at the sight, and he felt blood surge to his crotch. "Andre?" he said, paralyzed where he stood. "You there? I think I'm seeing things..."

Andre shook his head, chuckling to herself. "Right here," she said, bringing a hand back to grope her ass. She squeezed her firm rump. "See? I'm real."

If Jeremy hadn't been shocked before, he surely was now.

"Andre?" he cried. "Is that you?"

The reptile nodded, giggling slightly before shaking her shapely rump at him. Jeremy composed himself, taking a breath. before continuing.

"What happened?" he asked, although he had to try very hard to look at her eyes rather than her ass.

"Don't worry about it." Andre answered.

"No, seriously dude, what the hell happened?" Jeremy repeated. "Why are you...why are you a dinosaur thing? And where did the tits come from? And where's your d--"

"It doesn't matter," Andre winked. "It just matters where yours is."

At this Jeremy blushed and looked away from the female. He couldn't truly believe this was Andre, but neither could he not believe it was her...no, him. His voice was the same, despite a clear feminine pitch to it, but it was unnerving hearing his friend say these things so calmly. It was also unnerving for his male friend to be hitting on him as she was now, even if he, or maybe she, was attractive in an exotic way.

"Is this a prank? This has to be a prank." Jeremy said, more to himself than Andre. "Andre, listen, this isn't funny. I'm actually feeling a little creeped out here."

"Then maybe you should relax." Andre teased. She reached a hand down and rubbed her vaginal folds, her whole body shuddering at the contact.

"Andre," Jeremy said in his firmest voice, clenching his fists.

"Yes?"

"You need to snap out of this, buddy. Snap out of this right now."

Something tugged at Andre at Jeremy's words, but she shrugged it off.

"I like a dominant male." she said playfully.

"STOP IT!" Jeremy shouted, making Andre jump. She had never heard her friend yell like that before. "I'm not playing around, and I'm starting to get a little pissed off! Now what the hell is going on?"

"I...I..." Andre stammered, turning around with her back against the wall as her slit pupils widened for a second. Then she grinned and approached Jeremy, who held his ground as she walked up, hips swaying from side to side. "I'm just in the mood."

Jeremy gritted his teeth. "I'm not."

"Then let me change your mind." Andre pleaded as she stopped in front of him. She took in the height difference between them; she had used to be slightly taller than Jeremy, but now she was obviously the smaller of the two. Jeremy noticed this as well, but he wasn't focused on that at the moment. He took a deep breath.

"Ok, Andre. I need you to stop. This is going way too far," he said. "Now let's take this stupid mask off." He reached both hands up to her face, but as soon as he laid hands upon her, he was shocked yet again by the feeling of the cold hard scales.

"Getting physical, are we?" Andre giggled. She reached a hand up and grabbed one of his, stroking it against her cheek. Jeremy gasped and tried to tug his hand away, but her grip was surprisingly firm.

"Andre, let go of me, or else I'll...I'll..." Jeremy said, feeling the tips of her claws on the back of his palm.

"Relax," Andre said. "Just let me--"

Jeremy cut off Andre with a slap to her muzzle, which made the female let go of him. Jeremy's hand hurt like hell from that slap; he could see impressions in his palm from the hard scales. Andre brought a hand to her cheek, blinking a few times, then looking back at Jeremy with wide, no longer slitted brown eyes.

"I warned you." Jeremy said. "I-I'm sorry."

Andre said nothing, but instead looked at her hand, then down at her body, as if seeing it for the first time. She jiggled her breasts first, making Jeremy nearly slap her again before he realized she was testing to see that they were real, then slowly lowered a claw to her feminine folds. She touched them, gasping and withdrawing her claw an instant later.

"No," she murmured. "No..."

"Andre?" Jeremy said, trying to get the reptiles attention. "It's really you in there, isn't it?"

Andre looked up at Jeremy and simply stared at him for a moment. Then without warning, she burst past him and would have been out the door had Jeremy not caught hold of her left arm.

"Let go of me!" she yelled, trying to tug her arm out of his grasp.

"No!" Jeremy said. "You can't go out there like this!"

Andre struggled anyways, letting out small inhuman grunts in her efforts to break free.

"Andre!" Jeremy shouted. "Listen to me. Even if you hadn't somehow turned into...whatever you are, you're still naked!"

Andre halted his efforts. After a moment of weighing the risk, Jeremy let go of her, leaving her standing in the doorway.

"Yeah, didn't even think about that, did you?" Jeremy sighed. "Look, just take a breath. I can get you something to wear and then--"

"And then what?" Andre yelled. "I've got tits, I've got claws, my dick is gone--I-I--" Andre buried her face in her hands, not wanting any of this to be real anymore. "I'm a freak!"

Jeremy opened his mouth to say otherwise, but then stopped and closed it again, not knowing what to say. He blinked, then looked down at the ground and shrugged. "Maybe you are, I don't know."

Andre whimpered.

"I don't know what you are," Jeremy continued. "But we can fix this."

Andre looked up from her claws. "You really think so?"

"I mean..." Jeremy cleared his throat. "Probably. But first--first we gotta get you out of here. We've been in here awhile, and we're lucky no one's come along. Not that I'm saying it's your fault, if I was in your situation, I might have done the same thing." he paused, then smirked and rubbed the back of his head. "Well...maybe not the trying to seduce your friend part."

Andre sheepishly looked to the ground. If her cheeks could show a blush, they would have.

"I'm sorry man, I was just...I wasn't...that wasn't me," she said. "You gotta believe me."

"Frankly, after seeing you like this, I'll believe anything." Jeremy said. Then he ran his eyes up and down Andre's form, making the latter squirm a little. "You're really a woman now, aren't you?"

"Don't remind me," Andre said, wanting to cover herself with her hands, but afraid that she'd start pleasuring himself again. She turned and looked over her shoulder at her tail, which hung all the way to the ground, dragging across the floor.

"You know how this...you know what, never mind," Jeremy gestured towards the door. "We should just get out of here, but first we need to get you some clothes. Er, I'll see what I can scavenge from the car. Stay put and..."

Jeremy didn't say anything more before he vacated the restroom, leaving Andre alone again. She looked down at her form and shivered. Rather than become distracted by her body, she went over to the sink and turned on the water. She awkwardly lathered her clawed hands with soap and started to wash them. This time when she stood before the sink, she was happy there was no mirror. She focused on nothing more than the fact that she was cleaning her claws, not that she even had claws, or weighty breasts, or an itch, a need between her legs that was becoming harder and harder to ignore...

"Damn it!" she squealed, angrily turning the water off. "What's taking him so long?"

Andre looked over her shoulder and to the door. It was more than an itch, really--it was a spark, a heat, a building fire of sexual desire. Soon enough, she wouldn't be able to ignore it, soon enough--

"Jeremy!" she shouted, her right hand already straying dangerously close to her crotch. "Hurry the fuck up!"

With no response came agitation, and Andre growled. She was tense enough just sitting here, and the hunger for a male to take her then and there was driving her insane. She splashed some cold water into her face, trying to distract herself. Indeed, she was distracted as the water seeped down her muzzle, dripping onto her chest, and running down to her sensitive breasts.

"JEREMY, I SWEAR TO GOD!" she screamed, ready to ram her head into the wall if she had to, just to prevent herself from thinking about slamming her vagina onto Jeremy's-

"Alright, I'm here!" Jeremy said, coming back in with a bulky grey jacket. "Jeez, didn't know you had become a bitch as well."

Andre's eye twitched in anger, but she was at least relieved to finally have something to wear. Jeremy handed him the jacket with a sour expression, which Andre returned, although her eyes turned to slits again, making her human friend do a double take and actually feel a little bit threatened.

"Dude, your eyes..." Jeremy said, pointing to the oddities.

"Seriously?" Andre said, not in the mood to hear it. "All this..." she gestured to her naked body, "...and you're worried about my eyes?"

"Never mind."

Andre turned around and threw on the jacket, putting the hood over her head, although the lack of any pants or similar clothing left her lower body feeling much colder than her upper body. He looked down for her old clothing, and saw her underwear and pants, but just a glance at them told her that she was going to have a difficult time keeping them up on her wide hips in addition to be obstructed by her tail. Still, it was better than nothing.

"Oh yeah, and I also found these." Jeremy said. From his back pocket, he produced a pair of purple panties. Andre's jaw dropped, and he stared at Jeremy.

"I am NOT putting that on!" she said. "Where did you find that anyway?"

"Under the seat," Jeremy said, shrugging it off. "Think it might be your girlfriend's."

Andre's eyes narrowed. "And how exactly would it have gotten inside your car?"

"When you two decided to have sex together in the backseat after I lent you my car that one time." Jeremy huffed. "You have any idea how bad the smell was when I got the car back? I needed to get it cleaned."

Andre snarled. Both she and Jeremy jumped at the sound that escaped her, then after a long pause, Andre put on her underwear and pants, doing her best to make them fit whilst also trying to ignore an odd sensation of emptiness between her legs.

"Thanks for the clothes," Andre said. "And...and I'm sorry for being a little moody."

"It's..." Jeremy scratched his chin and looked over Andre. "...understandable?"

"And, uh, sorry about your car too."

"Ah," Jeremy waved a hand, cringing at the memory. "That's in the past. Let's just get you out of here. Are you comfortable in that?"

"Yes." Andre lied.

"Good. You know, your...er, snout kind of pokes out of that hood but as long as you maybe lean back in seat a little no one might notice."

"Ok," Andre nodded, and then suddenly brought her hands to her breasts, which hung free underneath the jacket, the nipples poking out from underneath the cloth. "And these...?"

Jeremy grimaced and looked away. "Dude...man, you got a nice set...they're pretty noticeable."

Andre looked down at them. "They're not that big..."

Jeremy held up his hands. "Dude, we're not talking about how big your tits are. This is awkward enough as is. Let's get out of here and go...where?"

"Home," Andre said. "I need a shower."

"Home? Your house? Are you sure that's a good idea? I would think that would be the last place you want to go."

"Anywhere, then! I just need time to think and..." she felt a warm heat run through her, sparking from down below. "...adjust."

"Adjust? Don't you want to go back as you were?"

"Yeah," Andre nodded, her eyes vaguely gazing into the distance. "Yeah, that's what I meant."

"Alrighty then," Jeremy said. He turned away from Andre and opened the restroom door. He glanced outside for a moment and then looked back to the female. "It's clear. Let's get out of here."

Andre and Jeremy fled the restroom and ran towards the parked car. Jeremy unlocked the car, allowing them to both climb in. Andre sighed in relief as she leaned the passenger seat back. Jeremy looked over to her.

"Home?" he said.

The female nodded and closed her eyes.

"You're...you're going to sleep?"

"Yeah," Andre answered. "It'll help get my mind off..." she motioned to her body. "This."

Jeremy shrugged and started the car. He brought them out of the layby and kept his eyes firmly on the road straight ahead. While Andre seemed to be relaxing, he couldn't help but wonder how she--

Jeremy blinked. No, he, Andre, his male friend could be sleeping at a time like this. There was so much that didn't make sense, so much Jeremy wanted to know. Despite himself, he looked over to Andre and immediately looked back to the road. The female raptor had been hissing in pleasure while she groped and fingered herself in her sleep. Jeremy shook his head. Whatever had happened, Andre had changed far more than physically and that really unnerved Jeremy. What was to say contact with Andre wouldn't do the same to him, transform him into a horny reptile thing?

Jeremy took a deep breath and shoved that fear out of his mind. It wasn't the time to worry. It was time to focus on driving, to concentrate on getting back home.

"Home..." he whispered. "We're going home."