The second Bela felt his erupting c**k start to swell she'd reared back. Spurts of c*m bathed her face, her breasts, and she had to wipe the hot, milky fluid from her eyes and back away some more.
The satin sheets were torn, fluff from the mattress peeking through, but that wasn't what had her eyes popping open as her jaw dropped. Zadris's skin looked as if made of gold and his c**k had swelled as thick as her arm. The head was different too. It ended in a point rather than the rounded form it had before. His hands twitched and she noted he had claws and his skin was beginning to look scaly. The sheets moved, drawing her attention.
Bela dashed in terror to the glass wall and curled into a ball. The sheets weren't moving at all. What was spreading out beneath Zadris's arching back were a
